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gust-jar-simulator · 8 months

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Did I say I was practicing drabbles? Which are 100 words?

This is 1300 words.

Characters: Shadow and Blue

Prompt: “Is it so wrong if I still like you?”

•💙🖤💙🖤💙•

Adventures always came with a cost.

Blue let his claws curl, felt the shape of aggression in this body, how it bristled his fur and bared his teeth. He knew how to be Hylian, didn’t have to think about the rough scrape of a yell in his throat or too-white knuckles in a fist. He’d grown up with two legs and a bad attitude, and the familiarity of violence was proof of it.

The others didn’t seem to remember it that way, but that was fine. They didn’t need to.

The thing about magical fuckery, though, was that sometimes magic fucked with you and you could either sink or swim. They’d disemboweled a demon and ripped the magic out of him, of course there would be some side effects. Vio would know the details, even Red would have theories.

Blue preferred to skip straight to the part where he mastered kicking ass in Minish form.

Tail lashing the dirt, he lunged at the fencepost and ripped into it again, little claws and little teeth but fuck that he was going to kill his crudely drawn target dead. They wouldn’t always have their swords, wouldn’t always have a tool, but now he had claws and it felt fucking amazing to gouge lines into wood. The tail also helped- it’d taken a minute to figure out his balance, especially with the tail, but the feather would swish and he’d turn and suddenly the strikes were deeper, the force of it rattling up his arms as he tried to get a handle on his new momentum.

None of the others were allowed to fucking judge him for the happy little chirps, okay, he was growling and those were war cries and he was busy anyway.

Once he stepped back to assess the damage, though, he spotted his audience- Shadow had twisted himself into their old transformation, a thumb-sized Hylian lounging on a bent bit of grass like a sooty sprite. He waved, the edges of his hand blurring a little, and Blue huffed at him with a flick of his tail.

“Hard at work, or hardly working?” Red eyes looked him over from the twitch of his nose to the blue feather of his tail, head tilted with interest. “I’ve never seen you guys fight like that.”

“Yeah, well.” Blue glanced at the new wounds in the fencepost, combed his claws briefly through his own fur. “It’s hard to fight people when you’re the size of a toenail. Possible, but hard.” Tail swishing, he rolled his shoulders, flexed his hands, tried to see if he’d strained anything he’d have to correct for with the next attempt. “Plus, the Minish don’t fight, so it’s not like we’d have any fucking clue what we’re doing. Last time we had to, we looked like you.”

“Handsome?”

“Sure.” Shadow fell off his bit of grass and Blue ignored him, making his way over to an acorn cap full of water he’d set aside to grab a drink and ground himself a little. It was important to get a feel for what this body wanted to do in a fight, but they hadn’t gone to the academy just to fight like a messy animal. Once he was done here he’d have a better idea how to iron out the instinct into actual technique. The others could call him reckless, but he was only reckless because he knew how to be.

He was in the middle of preening the dirt out of his feather when Shadow popped up over his shoulder again, floating in midair to watch. “Soooo do you like being this small?”

“Sometimes.” He picked out a clump of dirt, tossed it into the grass somewhere, and squinted at his tail to make sure he hadn’t bruised anything. He really had no idea what this body could take, plus he was kind of made of light magic or something anyway. Magical fuckery once again. “Did Vio teach you the spell or some shit?”

“Spell? Green said you were down here so I just shrank.” He drifted further into Blue’s field of vision, jazz hands and all. “Demon privilege. Pretty privilege? Eh, there’s a joke in there somewhere.” Shadow rolled over on his back in midair, pillowing his head on his arms, seemingly content to float around.

Something about it snagged Blue’s attention though, and he frowned thoughtfully up at the demon in question. It was a little more than shrinking- at full size, Shadow still had color to him, purple hair and Gerudo-dark skin. Down here at Minish size, it was unclear why he’d ditched the look and chosen to go properly demon. Grey on slate on black, a little blurry at the edges, eyes glowing like some kind of closet monster. Blue wondered if shapeshifters even had true forms, if this was him being genuine or something, and his toeclaws curled hard into the dirt because he would not fucking blush about that.

He scowled down at his tail feather instead. “I don’t think being pretty gives you extra powers, but you’d fucking know I guess.”

Shadow’s hat lashed once like a cat’s tail, and he rolled over sharply to stare. “Say what?”

“What.” Blue reached over to his acorn cap to take another drink rather than look at him. The demon kept staring.

“Do you really think I look good? Vio’s biased, Red’s a sweetheart, and Green’s polite.” Shadow drifted closer, slowly turning upside down to try to meet his gaze. “You don’t do all the mind game stuff, though. Do you really?”

A gruff noise rumbled in his throat, and he glared somewhere close to the tip of Shadow’s too-alive hat rather than his eyes. “Of fucking course? You’re a Link, aren’t you? I’m a knockout, it’s not complicated.” It wasn’t about him being a Link. Of course any Link was automatically hot, that was just facts, but- it wasn’t a face thing. It was how Vio turned the pages of a book, how Red was so confident and touchy, how Green’s eyes scrunched up when he laughed.

Vio’d said over drinks one night it was about how different Shadow was, the way he trailed off at the edges and the glassy distortion in his voice. Blue could see the point, but that wasn’t it either.

Shadow was close, now, red eyes wide and searching. “I mean yeah, but I didn’t think you liked me enough to say that.”

Blue’s ears flattened back, flustered and embarrassed and ten thousand words for so fucking done with this and everything about it, he’d rather shift back and hide in his fucking room, but also that was completely unacceptable and Shadow was just-

He snagged their personal demon out of the air and pinned him to the ground, tail lashing and claws curled in a soot-black tunic that shifted in his grip like living smoke. Shadow was solid enough to pin, solid enough to muss up, hair a little screwy and eyes as round as fairy glow. “You,” he gritted out past burning cheeks and ears, “are an idiot. You think I have time to waste on stupid grudges when you make Vio smile like that? And you tuck Red in? And you tell Green to get the fuck out of his own ass?”

“I.” Shadow blinked. “Maybe?”

Blue could feel the way the weight of his own hip dug into Shadow’s side, the way he wasn’t quite warm and wasn’t quite cold, but he was real and he wasn’t struggling, just staring up at Blue with a thousand trusting questions, and something in his own chest went soft and stupid. “I’m going to kiss you,” he warned, and Shadow’s answer was just a startled laugh.

“You wha-? Mmph!”

Served him fucking right. Maybe now he’d take the hint.

#loz four swords #shadow link #blue link #they should kiss more #my writing

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dominomars · 10 months

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Helluva Boss - Season 1 // Episode 8 (REVIEW)

(Warning//cussing, opinions 😟, critique, Helluva Boss, drinking topics, spoilers)

I cuss when I’m mad so….be prepared

This is more of a rant than an review lmao

K soooo episode 8 finally came out and oh boy do I have something to say..

So everyone knows that a year ago (I think?) Viv said on her twitter that episode 8 was delayed due to copyright issues. I was like okay, that’s fine, I understand that she might’ve had a song that was copyrighted or some shit. so they moved on with season 2.

2 days ago she made a post saying that episode 8 will finally be up on YouTube. Tbh I was excited bc we get to see what the fuck is going on with that trashy Ozzie’s episode. Oh did I mention that Viv said that this wasn’t a continuation of Ozzie’s but then she proceeded to say it was??? Like make up ur mind it’s not that hard woman 😭.

Let me start off with me saying that where is the warning intro? See you can definitely tell that this episode is rushed. Also the animation is very off, Loona and the rest of the characters looked very stiff like the animation was off putting??

Loona enters the party and we see Vortex again, alright that’s fine sure whatever Idc. And we see a bunch of hellhounds (which don’t even look like hellhounds they look like fucking piss stain red eyed furry hair that like partying) like, I’m sorry? Isn’t this supposed to be hell? Like why in the actual satans asshole are they having fun, they’re listening to techno/rave/pop DJ Gen z music (I don’t even know what this music is called so pls tell me what it’s called so I don’t have to embarrass myself) .

So then we get to the point of this episode, where we see Queen Bee (Aka Beelzebub), I’m sorry, who is this bitch? She doesn’t even look like Beelzebub??? It’s like I’m watching a furry dancing and head bobbing to animation meme music, while horrible furrybait hellhounds get high or some shit, how is this an adult series, how could you count this as something an ADULT lemme remind you again an ADULT a fucking 18+ individual that could drink, watch pron, do adult things could watch??? And I know, all adults are different, they like different comedy, and different plots. But you must be a man child to like this.

Anyways back to Bee, her design is not good, it’s not mature, it’s just an eye bleeding furry that could probably give someone epilepsy seeing this thing, and I mostly feel bad for the animators having to animate her, I can’t even animate my simple pink unicorn oc because of the design, and the design isn’t even that complex??.

Now let’s get on to her character, she’s actually not that bad, like she’s not horrible (that’s because she’s not an asshole like the other female characters, Loona, Stella, Verosika, to name a few) she’s sassy, fun, extroverted, loud, and I actually like how she’s not a bad character. Thank you Viv for making an actual enjoyable character.

I just realized she’s also voiced by Kesha, which I bad for Kesha for voicing a character from such a dogshit show, but Kesha is literally my childhood, she’s my idol, I love Kesha, I even said that I wanted to meet her one day. I love Kesha very much because I’m such a sucker for early 2000s scenecore, Kesha was my music taste and still IS my music taste. So props I guess for Viv for getting her to voice act an character that’s insane.

Ok so let’s talk about the song, I give it a solid 6/10, the song is good only because I kept singing it and it was stuck in my head, but the fucking. repeated. verses is getting me a overstimulation at this point.

So after the song, Bee introduction, Yada yada, we get Loona saying that this party is getting her anxious because of Bee prolly. She calls Blitzo up, Blitzo comes and get her, she gets in the car with him, until they see a hellhound that proceeds to call Loona “hot”, then she changes her mind like a fucking moron and say “yOu knO daddy, I thwnk we shOuld tay a Wittle longa, pweeassee owo” like she’s a 2 year old baby convincing her dad that she has to stay, she needs to stay. Oh can I also say that this furrybait is also a whore? Ok like hear me out, she said she had syphillis in the pilot, then she had a whole ass high school crush on Vortex with the most embarrassing conversation, then she proceeds to be tail wagging turned on because of this hellhound that called her hot. Seriously, how could you like this character? she’s not enjoyable.

Alright we’re now moving on with her and Blitzo, and Blitzo’s getting drunk because of his relationship issues, but then Loona is chilling yknow having a good time, then she gets confronted with Bee and Vortex saying that you need to go check on your dad. Hold on second lemme just stop right here partner, hold to flipping flop, isn’t Bee the queen of gluttony? Isn’t she like to embodiment of drinking and having fun, how nice are you? Why are you acting like this? You are a ruler of HELL, you’re supposed to be bad, you’re supposed to be supporting that big headed alien demon.

So now Imma get to the end, they enter their home, Blitzo goes to sleep, and here’s something so funny he says, “Fuck, Fizz was right. I’m gonna die alone” This is the worst sad thing Blitzo has ever said so far, I’m not sorry BlitzO but I don’t give a shit about your problems, till the very end of this day you’re still going to be the last person I’m going to feel bad for, Bojack Horseman is better than you for fucks sake. You’re NOTHING to me, and I hope you die alone pissstain you deserve it.

the last thing I have to say is some a couple points I missed.

•Why is Vortex, a hellhound that is lower than Imps. Dating a lord? Wtf is going on? Why is it not okay for Stolas to like Blitzo

•The whole thing with Bee should’ve been overweight is stupid and not necessary

•I love how everyone is defending Blitzo and I even saw a video on YT (Im not going to send the video to anyone because I don’t want that person to receive hate of course) putting a Bojack Horseman quote in the video like you’re NOTHING like Bojack, stop comparing Blitzo to Bojack, Blitzo is literally an uwu feel bad for character

I’m going to review this headache’s next episode this Saturday so stay tuned I’m honestly excited

Peace out

#helluva boss critical #rant #spoilers #animation #indie animation #beelzebub #helluva boss hater

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runeskiamorph · 4 months

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"If you want the content, make it yourself." Soooo yeah... I did the thing.

Lieutenant Yogar Lyste Headcanons (cuz I'm sad and he deserves love)

-Yogar is a 'Momma's Boy'; look at him, he’s got a smirk that says “Momma thinks I’m handsome”(and she’s right). He's also either an only child or a middle child (middle child solidarity) as he's so eager to prove himself and impress the higher ups.

-His momma taught him to respect women. Notice he wasn’t rude to Leia at all even when he privately rolls his eyes at Alderaan’s involvement and he went all out for her/her ships’ safety. He may not ever hit a woman but he will stun her ass if she’s a threat to his comrades.

-He secretly listens to Taylor Swift; he insists he has no time for music and calls pop music “childish noise” as if he wasn’t lip-singing ‘You Belong With Me’ in the mirror with a comb microphone last night. His favorite song is 'The Best Day' but let's be honest guys, the entire 'Fearless' Album was a banger.

-Yogar is very ticklish. Not like barely touche him ticklish but his neck and ribs very sensitive. He has tried to keep it a secret all his life so people won't tease him for it but he has gotten more than his fare share of hazing and torture during his academy days.

-Jokes fly right over his head. Unless it’s like a basic ‘Knock-knock’ joke or slapstick/physical comedy, he’s not gonna get it until like two hours later when out of nowhere, “Oh, I get it! The punchline is (something completely wrong and unrelated). Ha ha! Good one!”

-He’s allergic to cats; no reason for this one. I’m just imagining Ezra using the force to convince a Loth-cat to distract him by getting real cuddly and rubbing up on his legs while Lyste is trying so hard not to sneeze as his eyes burn.

-Growing up on Garel, Yogar doesn’t have much experience with nature and animals. Due to his allergies, his family never had any pets but he always wanted a dog(or whatever Star Wars equivalent of a dog is).

-If Lyste was a dog, he’d probably be a Shepherd/Lab mix. All of the energy and instincts for the job but almost none of the attention span. Doesn’t matter how old he is, Lyste is a puppy at heart.

-There is not a racist bone in his body. He still has a superiority complex, he’s very proud to be a part of the Imperial Fleet, but what Imp doesn’t look down on others? Lyste wasn’t disrespectful to Thrawn like Constantine was, he saw Thrawn as a superior officer that he is to loyally serve(the poor baby).

-Somehow, Lyste doesn’t need coffee. He is annoyingly a morning person. He could pull a late nighter moving crates, doing inventory, chase the Ghost crew halfway around Lothal, survive nearly being blown up and still be fresh as a daisy at 5 o’clock sharp the next morning. Kallus isn’t jealous of him for it at all.

- Lyste LOVES baked goods. Nothing can compare to his momma’s cooking but he’ll never turn down a home baked pie or muffin. On his time off, Lyste will head to a local bakery and spend the day just sitting there, listening to the sounds of the kitchen and smelling the warm air coming from the ovens. It reminds him of when he would come home from school and help his mom in the kitchen telling her about his day as they cooked dinner and while the desserts were in the oven, he’d do his homework and listen to his mother humming as she cleaned…He’ll never admit it, but Yogar is very homesick.

-Lyste keeps busy to distract himself from his homesickness. Don't get me wrong, he loves being an officer and he doesn't mind being stationed on Lothal, it's only a short jump to his home planet. But if he has a moment, smells a certain smell, or hears a song his mother liked, it sends him right back to when he was a kid on Garel playing soldier with the other kids.

-Being a Taylor Swift fan, Lyste is also a hopeless romantic. He dreams of one day finding a girl he can treat like a princess and be a prince in her eyes, someone he can bring home to his mother and live a fairytale life together. However, being in the military has put those plans on hold while he focuses on his career; he’s hoping to be ‘Captain Lyste’ before he even thinks about finding someone. He can dream though.

#yogar lyste #lieutenant lyste #star wars rebels #headcanon #star wars #ao3 fanfic #ao3 link #sw rebels

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sinisterlutist · 8 months

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1, 5, 6, 10, 13 (Rainy), 22 (Past the Stargazing Season - Mili)

1. Song that’s currently stuck in your head

Find Your Flame from Sonic Frontiers, particularly the line

‘Now here we go, it's the end of the show/ Hear them, they’re calling your name/ Cause in the end/ It’s you and your friends/ You’ll find your flame’

I’m not really a big fan of hard rock with yelly/screamy bits in it, but man, I love the chorus, bridge, and lyrics of this one enough that I can listen to it!

(Also, secondarily, bc I’ve been writing this on and off for a while now, Luisa’s Bones by Crooked Fingers has now wormed its way back into my head.)

5. Songs to calm you down

Soooo much ambient stuff, and a LOT of game music! I’ll try and mix in some variety here.

Fukurou — Kokia

Quiet Water — Toby Fox (Undertale)

Late Night — Pokemon Legends: Arceus

The Valley — Lucas Paakh (William & Sly)

Best of Antent — Antent (playlist arranged(?) by BLUME) look I just pop that on when I need to sleep, it’s great, super relaxing.

6. Songs that pump you up

Gr8 Story — covered by Takanori Oyama and Toshiyuki Toyonaga (this is a character cover by the voice actors of two of my favorite characters of one of the endings of one of my favorite animes. It never fails to make me smile. It HAS to be this version, the original is just not nearly as good.)

Fortune Days — The Glitch Mob (you’d be surprised how cool this makes you feel just walking somewhere)

Guitarmass — Infected Mushroom

フェイク (Fake) — Eve

Let’s Face It I’m Cute — 11 Acorn Street

街 (City) — Vivid Bad Squad (Project Sekai)

10. What’s a song you love that might surprise some people?

This is actually really hard, I’m not sure? Uhhh, how about You’re Crashing, But You’re No Wave by Fall Out Boy? I don’t really listen to a lot of music most people consider popular, but this one was on someone’s character playlist (which are ALSO something I don’t usually check out, but I’m sure you can guess who it was for), and honestly, it’s just such a jam anyway? I love the lyrics.

13. Give me a mood and I’ll pick a song that fits it (Rainy)

Dance of the Spirituals — Jonny Southard

This one is just one of the nicest piano pieces I’ve ever heard, and pairs beautifully with rain and a good book.

Hatachi no Koi — Lamp

Lamp in general is just full of songs that could put you right to sleep in the rain- and they’re cute, too. I think you’ll like this one :)

22. Based on my blog, give me a song you think I should listen to, I’ll share my thoughts. (Past the Stargazing Season - Mili)

… wow. Okay, so I was gonna start off with “oh man, this voice- the first time I heard it was in the rhythm game Deemo, I loved the song pack with this voice,” and then the song went on and I was reading the lyrics and I have a feeling I think I know why you sent me this song and thinking about that possible situation with this playing and all that, uhhh, I cried? That was amazing. Sheesh, man. Wow. I had an entire experience in the span of 4 minutes. Thank you.

I loved answering these. Thank you for asking them. Criminy. I’m gonna go lay down.

「x」

#answer #I’m sorry that took so long but I really hope you enjoy the music!!

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mishkakagehishka · 2 years

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hiya korka!!! how are you doing today?

anyway, since you reblogged that thing asking about questions... how about why valkyrie are your favorite unit? or some of your favorite things about your culture/the country you live in if you're willing to share~? (i'm so curious and you talk about it a lot!!)

WE GOT ANOTHER ONE (interested in the culture) LADS /lh

Okay but wait hiiiii!! I'm doing quite well, resting up😌 I hope you're still fine, too!

Firstly, Valkyrie. Valkyrie. [Screams] okay, to understand why I love Valkyrie, you need to understand me on a molecular level. Not really, just some key facts - n°1 I am unfortunately very into steampunk, have been for ages, it's peak aesthetics to me. Victorian era in general, too, but specifically, like, the 1860s and 70s and 80s were a blessing for western european fashion, and you cannot change my mind. I love crinolines and bustles and corsets and I want them back soooo bad. But then steampunk is like. Personally, I think industrialisation was a mistake (/hj), but steampunk aesthetics? The bronze, the cogs, the goggles, the clocks, the myriad of belts? Yeah. Go off. N°2 so my music taste is questionable, a singular "kpop" band, videogame soundtracks and anime rappers, mostly. But the one thing I'm willing to call my taste superior over is the fact that I love chamber pop and adore baroque and classicism especially.

And when my friend showed me Valkyrie, who do (livelier - very, yes i'll say this again, baroque of them) chamber pop with steampunk aesthetics, what was I supposed to do? Not install Ensemble Stars then and there? But! I could have just been a ValkyrieP without being a Shu and MikaP so I'll also say why I'm a ValkyrieP both as in "I have all of their songs downloaded on my phone" and "I'm tempted to throw my actual irl money at happyele if it's to get Shu or Mika cards". But if I said all the reasons, we'd be here until tomorrow, so I'll keep it brief: I fucking love well-written conflict and a satisfactory conclusion to a story. Granted, enstars is ongoing, but I'm mainly talking ab their growth during ! here. The contrast between early ! and early !! ... it's like. It makes me want to send flowers and chocolates to Akira, because the character development is immaculate, makes sense, it's well-written, and well-paced. Like, it takes a while, and they're still not quite "there" yet, but you can taste and feel the progress. It makes you want to root for them imo bc you see how much they've already done.

Is this already getting too long? Maybe. ANYWAY I recognise you put "or" between the two, but guess what, I'm gonna tell you about a proposal tradition that I've been going insane about for a month now. Nobody does it anymore (but I better be proposed to that way or I'm rejecting smh), but like. So, in Croatian, "engaged" is hard to literally translate. Zaručiti, can be separated into za and ručiti, and ručiti comes from ruke. Za ruke (and zaruke means "engagement"), would mean "hands" but you gotta use a verb. As in, "hold hands" or "take [someone's] hands" - držati za ruke, uzeti za ruke. I always thought this was metaphorical, like, taking your s/o's hands as a symbol of going into life together. Anyway. In ye olden times, proposing would be like. The couple literally joins hands and pledges love to one another (which used to be the marriage rite itself), and the girl gets gifted an apple, money and/or a ring. And then gets spun around in the direction of the Sun, which I thought was hilarious, but also cute. The old wedding traditions are cute, too (personal fave: best man has to tie the couple together with rope), but modern weddings are more like drink and party until you see the Sun, and then some more.

#i could talk ab valkyrie for a month straight and still have more to say btw but this is like why i love them laconically #there's a lot of factors. i'm drawn to them as character /and/ they have banging aesthetics and music <3 #asks

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porcalinecunt · 6 months

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𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑 — 𝐒𝐈𝐗𝐓𝐘 𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐄

KINKTOBER EVENT 💀

🎧 𝐓𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐒 𝐕𝐑𝐁𝐀𝐃𝐀 𝐗 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐄!𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

𝐜𝐰 — sub!tomas. dom!reader. ftm!reader. oral sex. blowjobs. cunnilingus. begging. edging(?) mentions of arranged marriage. use of czech petnames (not fluent!)

a/n: soooo im back (´∀｀) october is almost over and i wanted to try and complete more days as much as i can! i promised tomas and bi-han, so have my fav for today! also, sorry this entry is short. i didn’t really have any ideas, but i hope you enjoy anyways! 🤍

Tomas was a sensitive man to a fault.

He was large in size, intimidating and even ghostly to his enemies. But in the house, he couldn’t be far from his title of the ‘King of Smoke’.

What was supposed to be a form of humiliation at the hands of his cold brother, Bi-Han, resulted in an arranged marriage that ended up becoming a blessing in disguise. Much to your shock. In reality, Tomas was gentler then many could imagine. Always lost in a daze every time he looks at you, whispering nothing but sweet praises and names in his native tongue, Czech.

Even after all that thought, it still came as a pleasant surprise when you found out he wasn’t the most dominate. The poler opposite infact, as you find him crumbling the moment you strip in front of him. What was his idea resulted in him being a blabbering mess, impatient and needy to the point where he acted like an animal desperate for his rut.

The poor man was already beat red once he saw you bent down, almost sitting on his face while you teased and edged his aching cock. His begging only made your arousal worse, unable to resist any longer as you took his dick into your mouth.

He couldn’t control his hips from bucking upwards, unintentionally fucking your throat while moaning against your cunt. You pulled your mouth off of his shaft with a loud pop! to stare back at your husband with a hazy smile.

His hands gripped your thighs as he kept them apart, eating away at your pussy like if it’s the last meal he’ll ever have. He stopped when he realized you were staring at him, his face growing beet red from embarrassment. A chuckle bubbled in your throat, as you watched your husband cover his face with his hands.

“No no..take em’ off love..”

You sighed out, reaching for his wrists and pulling his hands away. Tomas looked up with hearts in his eyes as you slowly stroked his painfully hard cock which was already soaked with your saliva and his precum. Your husband threw his head back against the pillow, cursing to himself in Czech.

“More, please fuck—more..!”

He begged, all while prying at your hips, pulling them back until your cunny hovered over his mouth. He wasted no time latching his lips onto them once again, fucking you on his tongue. You moaned out at the sudden sensation, immediately returning the favor.

Your mouth sunk again down his cock, stroking the base while your tongue ran over his tip that was a flushed red, threatening to burst at any moment. Tomas’s moaning and muffled begs only gave it away.

“M’close! Close! Fuckfuckfuck!—“

Suddenly, a warm and salty liquid filled your mouth and throat, coating it in white. You mewled as the assassin dug his nails into the soft flesh of your thighs, which were trembling from your own orgasm growing closer and closer. However, you couldn’t rest as your husband lifted you up until you were fully sitting on his face. His tongue continued to do the work as it slipped between your lips and teasing the clit. You grinded on his mouth while he continued to let out the cutest and sluttiest noises a man could ever create.

“Mm, I love you miláčku. Can’t get enough of you, shit..”

🎧 this work belongs to @porcalinecunt. reblogs and feedback are appreciated. <3

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papirouge · 8 months

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lmfao really? they got angry because the actress said she likes that this new version isn't centered in romantic love? This is rich; I bet these are the same people who were calling anyone who criticised the lack of black characters or female protagonists or gay relationships sjw, snowflakes, soy boys and feminazis. Now they are as whiny as the people they used to make fun of.

And yeah, the first disney's Snow White already made changes to the original... I mean, fairytales tend to have many different versions already, and many were shared orally initially, so the original versions are probably lost forever. Also, I remember hearing somewhere that a lot of fairytales were changed to the ones we know today by the Grimm brothers to be more mysogynistic because they were incredibly sexist, and many used to have originally male antagonists that were changed to female (and these women were usually older and described as ugly in contrast to the pretty and young protagonist). These people are probably still butthurt from the Little Mermaid race change, lets be honest.

Also what did they expect the actress to say? That she preferred the original Disney one? I don't doubt she must like this new version more, but obviously she wont ever say anything negative about this one because she stars in it and probably her contract forbids her from saying anything negative.

Perhaps I don't care about these changes because I didn't grow up with these movies. I mean, I did watch The Lion King remake, and i I wasn't a fan since I prefer 2D animation, but I wasn't whining about the changes they did like shortening Be Prepared (which should have been illegal) or makinf Scar an incel lol.

I mean yeah, people who've bee clowning Liberals for being PC and how cancel culture is ruining lives are the first ones to cancel people once its convenient for them.

The Barbie movie?

Anything woke™?

and let's not forget Balenciaga and the stupid opportunistic witch hunt led by Conservatives calling anyone wearing the brand a pedo by association? (mind you, they the same defending Tate like there's no tomorrow bc InNocEnt uNtiL PrOvEn gUiltY)

Now they're cancelling a whole movie over a random quote for ruining a Disney Classic... I'd like to remind everyone that they are the same flock of idiots (basically Christian Conservatives) who've been calling out Disney for being sell out to the big bad wokistan LGBT propaganda....... and yet you fight its legacy?

Walt Disney was a 33rd degree freemason and shoved gnostic symbolism is pretty much every movie under his direction. It's highkey pathetic how hard these mUh DisNey uS rUiNiNg sNow wHite are so desperate to shove Christianity into a movie made by a satanist lmao

It's extremely ironic to see that poster complain about a "revisionist remake" while relaying on the "revisionist" version of Disney to make their point 💀(in the original version there's no kiss lr "castle in the sky"(?!?!!). Snow White wakes up after falling off her coffin (throwing up the stuck cursed apple bit off the throat) 💀 Like, if you wanna play the purist, keep it 💯 and don't rehash whitewashed bs that's been shoved to you and stick to more authentic versions...

This whole "this is gonna flop soooo hard" screams wishful thinking imo. They said the same about The Little Mermaid and that movie racked hundred of millions... conservative tend to overestimate their economical influence. Kids & normies (who are Disney target audience - not spiteful manchild Conservatives) won't throw a fit over a Black mermaid or a less romantic Snow White 🙄

Like I don't really care about these movies that much anyways, but the hypocrisy of that outrage is what got me every single time. Those guys are shitting on Disney 24/7 but a SW remakes pops out and they suddenly turn into Disney whiteknight.... Puh-lease....

And yes, tales were orally transmitted and have a lot of variation - that's why those people being so defensive of ONE of them and elevate it as a definitive, unaltered version of those tales are ridiculous.

Those folk tales can extremely violent I've been reading the Arabian Nights and I was baffled at how violent they were... Cinderella sisters amputate themselves. Sleepy Beauty wakes up after giving birth to the children of the prince who raped her in her sleep. Children are constantly abused and abandoned by abusive parents. There was a song for the Saint Nicolas they made us sing as a kid featuring the story of children our age being sliced and salted by a witch to be sold as meat 💀

It makes sense they got tamed to be more palatable for the masses. And yes that includes misogynist shoving the idea that mother are jealous and abusive but a lot of tale display the evilness of men a lot of times too so...'¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯ (I mean the Sheherazade tales are from her having coming up with an ongoing story every night to avoid being killed at dawn by the psychopath scrote she married and who assassinated all his previous wives 💀 I think that's a pretty cautionary tale of the female experience while on earth loo)

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ellelune · 9 months

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Hi i'm still alive

Hi. It's been...more than 5 years since I abandoned this blog. I just randomly searched up my old blog here one day and I was filled with nostalgia...the happy-sad kind. This was my Pinterest (I'm old now okay). This is where is used to express my creativity, not that I draw or make art but like...i feel so myself when I was here? Obviously this site has went through shit, I feel like every millennial did, and no I'm not talking about the pandemic, but idk, I kinda wanna feel the old me through here. One thing this place helped me with is that I used to write letters to my future self, it's a little something that I do to push myself to live. unfortunately, I haven't been doing that for a long long long time. The last time i was here, it was a den for R-18 blogs and they're popping out everywhere and it felt like a virus. It's scary. I'm a wholesome blog. I was also too busy with school so i just focused on studying. hm, How have i been? Maybe i should write it here so the future me can read and reminisce. I'm currently working as a Physician at a nearby clinic, i also applied for a research position at my Alma Mater, I'm waiting for their call back but it looks positive, i want to believe so. I am not where i wanted to be, that's the truth, but also...i don't even know what i wanted to be. I am currently on Therapy, i have been, for 1 year now, and it's been a great help, along with my medications and shit. I have insurance now, i have some savings, i can buy some stuff that i like. I'm still with my boyfriend, we're on our 9th year now. We're pretty much family to each other at this point but he went and pursued residency, so he should finish that first before he start settling down. My cat, yes, he's still alive. He's 9 years old too! He's fatter than ever. We have a new dog, btw. His name is 'Kiro'. He's a domestic breed, he's less than a year old and he's soooo energetic i can't keep up with him. Whatelse? I am much happier than before. The ellelune here back in 2015 was so gloomy [ turns out she was badly depressed]. I still love the vibe these creepy ethereal photographs give off, i still love art, but recently i have been into baking, or maybe cooking in general. I learned a lot of dishes in a matter of months. I haven't been watching movies lately, i don't think there are anything that interests me anymore and i don't wanna watch for the sake of watching. BUT! I know there are films in my old hard drive that might get me going. I haven't even seen Openheimmer yet. Netflix is just there for my parents. I'm more into anime lately, manga and webtoons. I play a handful of games too, like back in 2019, i was obsessed with Genshin Impact that i burst out my wallet for it. I still love genshin but i don't play it as much as before [ also my PC gave out]. Music...still the same taste, maybe a lot wider since i got into J/K-indie. I still enjoy singing. Dancing? not so much as before, but i did danced again, for a while. There are so many things that changed and so many things that i'm happy it did change. One thing i would like to say is, i am living my second life now, i will expand on that soon because i don't want to sound gloomy and sad here. but, yeah, i will explain that soon, because it needs to be in here. In 2021, i survived, from myself. That's probably all i will say now. anyway, i will go explore this site again and see if i can rack my rusty brains into managing my account to be active again. I don't know what kind of Ellelune i would love to have, but i'm sure it's gonna be full of things that i love. and oh, btw, i got a niece :) She's a 10 month old baby and guess what her name is ? ' Elle '

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purple-tulips-and-honey-bees · 1 year

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More in-depth/appearance based facts about Amiir

this one will be longer than the basic facts, as these are the smallest details I can think to add more character to Amiir. it also just makes me happy

similar to Raiden's AR display, Amiir has a pair of goggles specially engineered by Doktor with the same functions as Raiden's visor (he also has a respirator like Sam's and Sundowner's since he's still human, but he never wears them at the same time because he thinks it looks silly)

carries around small EMP grenades with sticky coatings on their backs to temporarily disable enemy cyborgs and UGs (calls them stickies)

prefers to go by Calypso because Amiir reminds him of his parents (he left unexpectedly at age 18 to keep them safe), but Raiden is an exception

breaks down when he realizes he's gone too far and killed people, and this usually leads to loads of not-so-happy-thoughts

gets cold easily, as he doesn't eat a lot and that effects his body fat content (he tries not to eat around Raiden because he knows Raiden misses eating people food, but he spends a lot of time with the cyborg soooo...)

his motorcycle has an auto mode (like Raiden's car) that can reroute itself to follow him and is activated by a voice command. this auto mode is used multiple times throughout the events of MGR:R (which I have also decided to insert myself into 😭)

enjoys music (mostly pop rock) and plays the guitar and trumpet

being human, he has armor instead of a whole body dedicated to combat. he deems it uncomfortable and takes parts of it off mid-mission (Raiden ridicules him for this)

adopted Christianity as an adult. prays for forgiveness at the end of everyday for all the people he's killed

going back to the respect thing, he personally researched and properly handled the remains of the Winds of Destruction. he felt like they deserved more than just a prayer

very close with Sunny. listens to her ramble about machines and mechanisms for hours until he kinda understands

has a love/hate relationship with Dr. Emmerich. knows it's not his fault, but hates that he didn't give Sunny a normal childhood

tries to do nice things for Doktor and the Maverick team. he feels bad just asking them for help and things on missions, so he brings/mails them baked goods and gifts when he can

he loves animal crossing?? bro's a whole killer but he runs his town like a boss

a little subsection for his appearance:

fluffy brown hair that he flips back casually, but leaves in his face on missions and stuff to be less identifiable

brown eyes that are easily readable, despite how hard he tries to make them not (more narrow when tired, eye bags form easily, get brighter/wider when content or happy, etc.)

pink lips with teethmarks in them that stand out against his medium skin, as well as a gap between his two front teeth

slim nose bridge with a bump in it near the top that runs into a button

both ear lobes are pierced, but only his left helix is

sharp jawline that he's very proud of

likes to grow his nails out, but they break a lot in combat, so he tries to keep them short

very lean, but not unhealth-ily so (this goes back to the eating thing)

casual dress consists of hoodies, t-shirts, sweatpants, jeans, sometimes leggings, and sometimes something cute he probably found on shein or smth

lots of rings, earrings, and a dog tag

and that's all for now! this one might be added onto as well, but I'm happy with it for now

#metal gear oc #raiden metal gear

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dearestones · 2 years

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Hetalia Matchup: North Italy/Veneziano

Warnings: Fluff.

Anonymous Request: Hi Hi hi! i’m sending this in for a match up!

My name is Rose/Eri! i’m hoping for a romantic match up for hetalia if that’s alright.

i’m 5’5 - 5’4? like 165 cms. i’m l chubby but like in a curvy way i guess? i’ve dyed my hair purple/magenta(?) recently but my tips is still blonde. it’s like naturally a brownish-black though, i’ve found like bits of red before? it’s like shoulder length rn but i’m trying to grow it out. it’s in locs! i have dark brown eyes that almost look black.

i’m an artists sorta! still learning and all that but i love art! i think art is core to the way i process things in general it’s really important to me. i’m interested in physiology, i am actually arm chair diagnosing you as we speak. i think understanding how humans work and why they work that way is really interesting especially when it comes to coping mechanisms and how that relates TO art. i’m like heavily adhd ridden so generally i bounce between interests very often. i like video games, i like animated shows, anime etc etc. i’m really into indie music, punk music, alt music. i’m into pop occasionally but i generally lean towards rock. i’m trying to learn to cook and clean better!! it’s never been something i’m good at but i don’t LIKE that i wanna be able to take care of the people around me AND myself. i’m pretty good at cooking but i’m not too good on the cleaning part still.

i’m the eldest of 3 in my family so i can be bossy at times but i don’t MEAN to be. i worry and i fuss but it feels like my job to take care of others or have a plan. this doesn’t apply to everyone, i don’t TRUST as readily as i want to but if i think someone genuinely needs support i’ll try my best to offer it. i’m not usually good around new people i get nervous very easily and that can make talking to people hard. especially if i feel intimidated or alone i think sometimes i can even come off as shy or distant but when i’m comfortable i will talk my heart out i’m a rambler to the highest degree and i’ll talk about anything and everything. i have a very expressive face and i talk with my hands it can be a lot but i try not to overwhelm. i get anxious easily especially about things being MY FAULT but when i’m comfortable with someone i feel completely able to call them out. I think i can even come off as naggy, i think it comes with the eldest sibling territory though. i LIKE taking care of people and feeling useful to others i like it a lot but i also like feeling stable and like i can be taken care of ya know? i can be sorta sensitive sometimes but ya know i’m aware of it and i’m trying to be better. i’m generally passive and a follower but i won’t follow ANYBODY, ya know? i like to be lead but i have my own beliefs and i’ll stick by them. and i’ll take charge if i feel like i HAVE TO i won’t enjoy it i don’t really want to but if it’s what’s needed i’ll do it. i try to be silly sometimes!!! my humor does tend to lean into teasing or absurdist a lot of the time though. i speak rather Hyperbolically in general and some people just find that funny so ya know i’m doing SOMETHING. i like, LIKE making people laugh it’s nice.

i’m mixing zodiac and personality shit rn but idk i’m sorta spiritual like that. i was raised by a witch or whatever so i was taught to believe in the zodiac, in the tarots, in the universe etc etc. anyway my Sun sign is Taurus, my moon is Capricorn and my Rising is Aquarius. and my Chinese zodiac is the Dog! which is sorta Ironic because i was gonna say zodiac wise that’s Earth, Earth and Air which i think applies to me well since i have trouble keeping connections i drift away easily but when i’m attached i think im as loyal as dog. i saw someone else mention hogwarts houses but i’m a hufflepuff! a lot of people say i also have ravenclaw traits soooo whatever. i try to see the complexities and good in the people i interact with but truly that’s usually only the people i’m close to long enough. i would say i’m very physically affectionate but only with people i trust. like i said i’m GHOSTY i don’t have a lot of close connections and even with the people i’m close to i hesitate to ask for or receive physical affection but the people i do it’s like :] nice.

my favorite character in Hetalia is hard i’m sorta indecisive. when i was young (because i got into hetalia YOUNG) it was definitely Canada i was obsessed with that i wanted to go to canada because of him i wanted to BE Canadian. but as i’ve grown i’ve become very fond of the other background countries? Canada still has a place in my heart but i really adore Switzerland and liechtenstein. Big brother and little sister relationships really fuck me up and me and Switzerland are the same type of cheep. what growing up poor can do to a mf 😔. also like Switzerland have very complex feelings about Austria and his stupid pretty face. moving on. i think Poland is STUPID and SILLY and PRETTY and i love him and lithuania. Lithuania is a sweet heart and i think he deserves the world. very fond of the nordics i think they’re all funny. i also think it’s a cute family dynamic and any good family dynamic can RUIN ME. they’re like brothers bro…. i think i had a crush on iceland when i was in middle school which is very stereotypical for me tbh. me and france are sworn enemies if i see that man on the street we will box immediately. or i’ll give him a stern talking to. whichever comes first.

i think that’s all? aaaa i hope this isn’t too much i know this is a lot. i hope you have a good day/night! thanks for doing stuff like this in general tbh i know it can get really overwhelming especially with people like me lol

After going through the information presented, I believe that you best match with Veneziano or North Italy!

Oh my, Veneziano loves you immediately! Your style is so you and he finds himself ‘oohing’ and ‘aahing’ at how bold and creative your choices are concerning your hair. He loves how the colors complement your overall coloring and he appreciates that it’s a style that speaks to your inner personality. Can you give him some tips on what colors he should dye his hair? He was thinking blond? Oohhh, wait! Perhaps he would like to match with you?

An artist as well! Oh my, he has truly hit the jackpot hasn’t he? He’ll definitely pester you for your art so that he can give you tips—he really wants you to improve! Plus, he understands what it means to use art as a means to perceive and process around you. Fun fact, he uses art as a coping mechanism as well, but he also uses art as a way to make sense of his surroundings and to sort through his feelings. If you have the time, he would definitely like to take you out to the park, the heart of the city, or into the countryside so that the both of you can draw to your heart’s content. He’ll even pack a picnic basket!

And speaking of packing picnic baskets, with Veneziano you won’t even need to worry about cooking! He has centuries of experience when it comes to cooking and what’s even better is that he’s the personification of Italia himself! Where else are you going to get the world’s best cuisine? If you want to expand your boundaries concerning cooking, Veneziano is more than willing to teach you. He’s a good teacher, if a little scatterbrained, but after a while, you should definitely see improvement in your culinary skills. Who knows, maybe you could surprise him with a romantic dinner devised of your own making.

As for cleaning, don’t worry about that as well! Veneziano was a servant for a lot of his history; he knows how to keep his house neat and tidy. Again, he’ll give you tips on how to maintain cleanliness. Between the two of you, the house will become near spotless!

Don’t worry about bouncing between interests too fast. Unlike what most of his colleagues says, Veneziano actually has a sharp mind and he’s willing to go along with your thought processes. You have ADHD? He’ll help ground you and remind you of your priorities and soothe you if your anxiety ever gets too much. He has elements of his own mental pathologies as well, but what’s important is that he knows how to manage them. If you consent, he’ll make sure to provide you with as much love and affection as possible while also providing the stability you need.

He also doesn’t mind if it takes a while for you to warm up to him. He’s friends with Germany and that took a while before those two became friends! It’s a challenge he’s willing to wait out as he slowly coaxes you with sweet smiles and treats that he bakes himself.

Please please please talk his ears off about anything and everything. He loves watching when people become passionate about something that they are so clearly enamored with. The way your eyes shine, how you never seem to run out of words to say… He cherishes all those things that make you who you are. Don’t be shy, he’s not bored! He’s just staring at you as if you are a dream and he doesn’t want to wake up.

As for your nature to take control and lead? That’s fine be Veneziano! He’s pretty laid back and taking orders was what he was doing a lot in modern history anyway. However, he’ll tell you to relax and let him handle some things. He won’t try to overstep his boundaries, but he has eyes and he can be astute at times. If he sees that you are struggling or if you are falling apart, he’ll tell you to slow down. Rome wasn’t built in a day after all, so take a seat and eat this pasta he made for you!

As long as the both of you communicate your needs and are willing to compromise, then you should have a happy relationship.

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Demigod MC Series: Athena

So. I have to deal with the virgin goddesses… By mythos, there really shouldn't ever be children of Artemis, Hestia, or Athena (yes, Athena was a virgin goddess). PJ got past that by making it canon that Annabeth and her siblings were born from cracking open Athena's skull (yes, that's also more or less the canon explanation). They gloss over it real quick but I remember, Rick. I've always remembered and that mental image has haunted me for years...

I can't, in good conscience, ignore the history around Athena's worship (call it an academic restraint) but I REFUSE to do the skull thing. So, since I make the rules here, I'm going with magic adoption. They still get magic powers, they're just more human than demigod. Cool? Cool.

Demigod MC Series: Intro, Aphrodite, Hermes, Hades, Dionysus, Demeter, Athena

Lucifer

The human that popped out of the portal seemed to have enough sense not to attack everyone in the room for a change, but even Lucifer could tell that was more of a strategic choice than for lack of ability...

Their very existence was highly unusual… and quite worrisome. He wasn't even aware Athena could have "children" of her own, but apparently she had been taking in some particularly bright humans to raise and train like her own...

Unbeknownst to him, a surprising amount of human scholars, diplomats, and generals have her to thank for their trade… and that alone should speak to the level of intrigue at play here.

Was this an accident or Athena's attempt to plant an Olympian spy in the Devildom too…? Either way, he didn't trust them from the get go…

Look, Lucifer isn’t stupid. Athena is a goddess of Wisdom and War and war happens on more than just the battlefield…

Since they've shown up records have been going missing, official documents keep getting misplaced, and he swears that there's some kind of bug in the student council room...!

It's infuriating watching the MC suck up to Diavolo when he's almost certain that they're running their own agenda behind the scenes! And he can't prove any of it!! They cover their tracks too well!

Lucifer has one of those corkboards covered in newspapers and string in a secret wing of the Castle - 100% dedicated to just tracking the MC's activities…. The longer they're there, the more obsessed he becomes...

He swears between Simeon, Solomon, and MC he feels like a shepherd wondering why the sheep are growling… The Devildom has never been in more danger than it is right now... Send help.

Mammon

To be honest, he kind of thought that they were just going to be Satan 2.0 but that's not really true.

They're more than just a book sponge! Though they do read, like a lot. Let’s just say from one schemer to another… Game recognizes Game.

They come up with plans and ideas soooo fast, it’s insane! Honestly, there are times where he has a new money-making plot and he just brings it to the MC first to run it over.

Nine times out of ten, not only do they sniff out any problems but they have a solution for him in a matter of minutes! His scheme game has been on point since they’ve shown up!!

They’re also even better tutoring than Satan is, so he’s even managed to get a couple A’s for the first time in his life! Lucifer actually told him he was proud (which he secretly recorded and now uses as a ringtone much to his brother’s regret...)

So yeah, he likes them... buuut that doesn’t keep him from thinking they act a little weird sometimes...

Mammon: *points to a unused tower close to the RAD building* Over there is the Tower of Sorrow. We use it for storage.

MC: Ah. Interesting… *starts writing in a notebook, muttering* It may need a few minor tweaks but the location is defensible...

Mammon: *stops* Ya say somethin’?

MC: *looks back up* Nope! Say, you’ve been to the Castle a lot haven’t you? Do you know any good ways in?

Mammon: Uhm… Why do ya want to know that…? *starts looking around for Lucifer*

MC: In case of emergencies. I like being prepared. 🙂

Mammon: Look, I don’t know what Lucifer might’a told ya…

MC: I’ll pay you a thousand Grimm for it.

Mammon: Well shit, ya want those maps with or without color?

... Yeeeah, that’s pretty weird… But it’s probably fine. I mean, as long as they keep giving him money, who’s he to complain? 🤷‍♀️

Leviathan

Also thought that they’d be a lot more like Satan but was pleasantly surprised that they were into more than books.

What else did they like exactly? Military strategy!!

It’s been a looong time since he’s been able to talk to someone who’s actually interested in all the battles he’s fought, both in the Celestial Realm and the Devildom, and their curiosity is kind of flattering...! Not a lot of people take his strategic prowess all that seriously anymore...

Plus, they are the BEST partner to have any turn-based strategy game. Hands down. He once got stuck on a level of D-COM for weeks until the MC walked in and mopped the floor with the AI!! They have a serious head for probability and tactics.

The House once made the mistake of letting these two be on the same team during a Hell Game and they absolutely demolished the competition. Mammon didn’t even get a single shot off before half his team was lost to a rigged paint grenade… It took a whole day to clean up…

However, Levi’s also noticed some odd things about the human… He likes that they’re interested in his past but maybe they’re a little… too interested?

Levi: -and that’s how we defeated the Four Horsemen before they escaped from Purgatory.

MC: Wow, Levi that’s seriously impressive!! *furiously scribbling on a notebook*

Levi: Well t-thanks… 😅 But, uhm... are you writing that down…?

MC: Hm? Oh no, just doodling. *they lift up the notebook to show a bunch of cute little sketches on the page… and not the magic-based invisible ink all over them…*

Levi: Oh you draw too? Can you do fanart???

MC: Eh, sometimes. But say Levi, can you tell me about your naval ranks again? I’m still really curious… *gets the pen ready again with a smile*

Satan

Oh, it's been a long game of cat-and-mouse between these two… and unfortunately, it’s been pretty addicting too.

He honestly had every intention of tricking the human into making a huge mess do he could bother Lucifer, but at every turn they proved just a hair too clever for him...

He once gave them a cursed book to “lend” to Lucifer, but they saw through it the moment they touched it and lifted the spell before handing it over.

He rigged a podium to spray glitter during one of Lucifer's speeches but the MC disconnected the trigger mic before he even got on stage. It was pretty dang frustrating...

At one point he got so desperate that, just as a test, he tried to trap them in the House's Music Room. Fortunately for them, it only took a few minutes to work out an escape. They even passed by him in the hallway with a wink!

It's confounding! It's infuriating!!

...and it's so damn sexy... He should be furious but he’s just in awe!!

Add on that they know their art, literature, and multiple different crafts thanks to the tutelage of their adopted mother and that’s it. He’s finished. This boy is in love.

Truthfully though, a part of him is 90% sure that they’re also gathering state secrets… Like, they’re watching Barbs and Diavolo far too close for comfort - but he just can't bring himself to care. 🤷‍♀️

The MC could walk into his room one day and say, "Hey, do you want to help overthrow the monarchy with me?" and he dreads it because deep down he knows that he wouldn’t say no…

Take some notes, kids. Some bad influences get you to drink or do drugs. Others pull you into a centuries long conspiracy to destabilize and topple rival realms from within… But he has fallen for their brain hard. Devil help them all…

Asmodeus

They’re pretty clever, he’ll give them that, but uh… Are they a little off to anybody else?

Asmo is a charmer by birthright so he has a bit of nose for when someone’s just a liiittttle too nice… Not much of a nose mind you, because he can be thrown off by compliments himself, but enough to think that the MC might be a little too… “kind” for their own good...

First off, who wants to spend that much time with Levi?? They don’t even seem that interested in anime! They just keeping asking him for old war stories…

Then all the sucking up they do to Diavolo and Barbatos? Look, he gets it. Diavolo is a delicious piece of man-hunk and his butler could give him a lesson or two in sweet-talk (and he has), but they seem to be just a little too… nosy.

Of course, Asmo’s suspicions disappear pretty quickly after they start to spoil him with spa nights and beauty secrets they picked up from “casual research” into the subject.

And you know, get a little Demonus in Asmo and start massaging his back? Oh, sweetie he’ll sing like a bird!! … with gossip. Singing with gossip.

Asmo: So I’ve heard that Lucifer has been spending more time at RAD than usual… His whole club is talking about it, they think he’s meeting with some witch!

MC: Hm, is that so? *works on a knot near his shoulder blades* What do you think?

Asmo: Ooh~! Right there, MC! *purrs and lays his head on his arms* Well come on, this is Lucifer we’re talking about! I’m sure he’s just working.

Asmo: Hmm... though come to think of it, I think I heard him asking Barbatos for the spare keys to the Tower of Sorrow…

MC: Oh really? Huh. *works out the knot and gets up* I just remembered that I left some papers with Satan... I’ll be right back.

Asmo: You’re going already??

MC: *waves him off quickly* I’ll be right back, Asmo. *hurries out the door to do totally on-the-up-and-up things… surely*

Beelzebub

Honestly he doesn't like this one… But not for the reasons you'd expect.

He agrees with everyone else that they seem a little shady, but Solomon and Simeon are too so it's not like that's anything new... 🤷‍♀️

No, no. He dislikes them because they're the person who FINALLY figured out how to keep him from eating all the food in the kitchen!!

Turns out that the trick was to put a teleportation charm on the fridge door that would send all the food away if it’s opened after a certain time of night…

And where does it go? The Purgatory Hall fridge. And where does the Purgatory Hall food go…? The HoL fridge…

It doesn’t sound so bad until you remember that it means half of their fridge is now Solomon’s leftovers…. 🤢

After they put the same kind of spell on the pantry, it was all over… He couldn't get midnight snacks from the House anymore… Everything was contaminated by Solomon…

The MC is a nice enough person, he doesn’t have a lot of complaints about them, but he wants them to leave. Now. This is inexcusable… He’s so hungry… and he doesn’t want to die by “goulash” or whatever Solomon calls his latest culinary catastrophe… He’s still too young for death… 😓

Belphegor

In a way, he absolutely could not have asked for a better person to help him get out of that attic.

… In another way, he got one of the worst possible people to try and kill... Like. They saw through his scheme sooo fast…

How was he supposed to know that the human had training in body language and sniffing out lies???

Getting the door open was a piece of cake for them. They knew enough magic to undo the seals and just rummaged around Lucifer's stuff long enough to find the key to the door. He could not have found a more competent individual for a break out, really.

It’s just… well he didn’t expect to go from locked in a room like a prisoner to tied up in enchanted rope, still like a prisoner but now mobile. 😑

They even used his own hug ruse against him! They caught his wrists when they got close and tied him up before he could shake them off...

Admittedly, it wasn't exactly the best look for them either - what with walking Belphegor downstairs to the others like a one-man-prison-caravan but they're as silver-tongued as they are sly so they talked their way out of it beautifully…

And like hell was he going to trust them after that!! And not even Beel liked them so something had to be up...

Well, you want a detective? Look no farther than Belphie (no seriously, it’s in the canon). He can put things together pretty fast when he puts his mind to it and watching the MC for a while gave him enough proof to work off of...

He always knew that, humans were bad news and the MC just proved it to him all over again. They are bad news, bad bad news and they’re going to-!

Overthrow… Diavolo…? Is that what he is getting from them…? Huh…

Wait a second, MC. You might just have him interested… 😏

#you say athena mc is smart #i say athena mc is spy #because where better to use your smarts #in war #obey me #obey me shall we date #shall-we-date-obey-me #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me demigods

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ariadne-does-her-best · 3 years

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Sparks Dancing Across Your Skin

Jason Todd x Reader One-Shot; Soulmate!Au

Word Count: 5,000+

Warnings: Mentions of death, gets very angsty but ends with a happy ending :)

Author's Note: Hey guys! I just wanted to let you know that I’m trying to post once every two weeks on Sunday but its very difficult for me right now. I just started college this week so I haven't been very active on any of my socials because of my orientation schedule. Originally, this was going to be around the same length as the Dick one-shot but when I finished writing it, it didn’t feel complete so I may go back and turn this into a series. I’m not very satisfied with this but I did want to try and post regularly. Please let me know how you like this and if you would be willing to read a series with a similar plot. Thank you, Ariadne.

Summary: As someone with a busy schedule, you never really thought of who could be your soulmate. Rather you didn’t have the time. But lucky for you, it’s your friend. Unluckily for you, he’s a vigilante and you don’t even know his secret identity.

You sighed as you packed up your belongings. You never meant to stay late but here you were, sitting in Mrs. Jones’s classroom, and if the clock was correct, Mrs. Jones herself had left more than two hours ago.

The class committee meetings weren’t supposed to take so long but that was only if the president, vice president, and secretary were all sharing the workload. As president, you had to pick up all of the slack that your friends left you. But you didn’t mind since you understood that they also have a life outside of school.

As you left the classroom, you made sure the door was locked on the inside before checking your phone. You only had one text and it was from your mother, telling you that she had to jet over to Paris to meet with an investor and that your father had gone to South Korea to look at some sort of textile for her. She ended the text by saying that she loves you and that she’ll try to be back in a week.

You stuffed your phone back into your pocket, turning the corner of the hallway towards the main entrance. You had parked your car in the back of the parking lot, something that you had started to regret once you saw how deserted the school really was. Remembering the fact that most people were kidnapped in parking lots, albeit grocery store parking lots, they were still parking lots at the end of the day. You sped up when you saw your car and yanked the door open before locking it after sitting inside. When you turned around to put your seatbelt on, you let out a scream when you saw that someone was in your backseat.

“Calm down, it's just me,” the boy said in the back, his red domino mask doing nothing to mask the laughter threatening to spill out of his mouth.

You sighed, running a hand through your hair as you stared at the boy who was laying on your backseat. Robin was organizing the items in your car, putting them into two piles. You watched him as he pulled out a piece of gum and popped a bubble. You smiled as you shook your head before coughing as you turned your car on, effectively grabbing his attention.

“You wanna go to the diner and tell me why you’re not with the Bat tonight?”

At that he pursed his lips, a small smile threatening to spill over.

“I dunno if I should…”

“I’ll pay.”

“Deal.”

*****

When you had first met Robin, it was after he had tried to help you escape from a mugger. Instead of cowering like he had expected you to, you had just grabbed the man's arm, twisting it as far back as you could without breaking it, and kicked him down. Robin had swooped down, laughing as he handcuffed the man and complimented you on your punch. You both were waiting for the GCPD when your stomach grumbled and you offered to treat him to some waffles at the diner across the street since it had started snowing. After that, you both kept meeting up frequently at night, him on patrol and you going home after finishing whatever official school-related event you had.

And soon enough, those nights all added up to you and Robin meeting up frequently to eat at the same diner from the first time you had met. You liked your friendship with Robin. Even though you had no idea who he was under the mask, you felt comfortable with him, like he was your rock to help keep you grounded.

As you sat there and watched him fiddle with the menu, you resisted the urge to grab his hands and instead looked down at your own hands. You started picking at the skin on one of your still healing scabs from where a cat from the animal shelter you volunteered at had scratched you.

“You should stop that,” Robin was looking at you, his bottom lip stuck out slightly in what you recognized as worry.

“You’re my distraction,” you waved your hand at him, “so go on, distract me.”

“What do you want me to talk about,” he asked as he leaned back, letting Linda, the waitress, put your regular orders down on the table. After a chorus of ‘thank you’s, you sipped your hot chocolate and contemplated on what to ask him. There was so much you didn’t know about Robin, such as his identity, but you didn’t want to scare him away.

“What do you want to be when you grow up?”.

“Maybe a librarian,” he said after a long pause. You smiled at that and started stuffing your face with your hashbrowns, watching as Robin finished chewing his food.

“What about you, what do you want to be?”

You sat there, thinking. You never really knew what you wanted to be. Every year, you would have a new dream job but it never felt right to you. You just shrugged before turning the topic to books and different book recommendations, watching his eyes light up at the mention of literature.

“You should read Le Petit Prince,” you said as you both stood outside on the chilly November night. You had talked about different works by Shakespeare and had only started heading outside once Linda told you that it was ten. It was snowing slightly and Robin looked breathtaking with the white snow in his dark hair, his red mask creating a sharp contrast against the fairness of his skin.

“Only if you read it to me,” he said before grappling to the top of the veterinarian's office near the diner. You slowly walked to your car and turned it on. Robin was still sitting on the top of the building and as you pulled out of the parking lot, you waved goodbye to him before heading home, rolling your eyes with a smile when you realized that he was following you by running across the roofs of the buildings.

*****

“Hello, I’m (Y/N) (L/N), your tutor here at the Student Center. And you are?”

“Jason Todd,” the boy said, nodding at you as he pulled out his chair and sat down. You smiled at him and wrote his name down on the form you were given. You asked him basic questions about his grade, what class the assignment he wanted to go over was from, and what his reason was for visiting the center.

“All right, so it looks like Mr. Mijia wanted you to come in here and just have someone review your essay for you. Is he doing the extra credit padding before final exams again?”

Jason nodded his head and you marked the according box.

“Alright, the first thing I’m going to have you do is pull up an electronic copy and pass the hard copy to me. Then we’ll have you read it aloud so we can catch any grammatical errors.”

Jason nodded again before clearing his throat and reading his paper off of his screen, stumbling over the wording of his essay only twice. You were impressed, his style of writing was advanced, with him connecting his ideas throughout the whole essay.

“As time progresses, it is imperative to look--”

“Hey bestie,” you sighed when you heard the grating voice of Elsie Lager. You gave Jason an apologetic look before forcing a smile on your face as you faced Elsie.

“Hi Els, what are you doing here,” you asked, taking note of the way her eyes flitted over Jason, before landing on you.

“I’m just here to give you these,” she said, holding out a thick manilla folder. “Mrs. Jones said that we have to read through all of these proposals for the Spring Fling and Jackson and I thought that you could do it since you are the president. And because your mom is the famous torchbearer in today’s fashion world. It’ll just be soooo easy for you.”

You resisted the urge to smack Elsie with the manilla folder, aware of the fact that if you did that there was a witness, and instead took it from her hands before flipping through it. Great, there were over fifty concepts and designs to choose from. Taking out your planner, you wrote down ‘choose Spring Fling concept’ between your Taekwondo lesson and your animal fashion show at the shelter.

“I have that down, anything else I can do for you Elsie,” you asked with a strained smile. The brunette stood there, twisting a piece of hair around her pointer finger before smacking her forehead.

“OMG, I totally forgot! Callisto Barsotti told me that you should keep your ears open for an invite to one of his parties. I’ve gotta go now but you just have to tell me how you got Callisto to notice you, you lucky bitch.”

You watched as Elsie left the library, blowing a kiss towards you, in a blur of white. Sighing, you turned back around to Jason.

“I’m so sorry about the interruption. Why don’t you continue reading from where you were interrupted.”

“She’s a bitch,” Jason said. Your eyes widened in surprise and you watched as he leaned towards you, resting his face on his hand. “Why are you friends with people that take advantage of you like that?”

You sucked in your breath, keeping your face impassive as you stared down at him.

“You have no idea what my life is like Jason Todd,” you said evenly, setting the manilla folder to the side. “And because you don’t know me, why don’t we talk about something we do have some knowledge about: your essay.”

Jason just sighed before he started packing his items up, tugging the hard copy of his essay out from under your hands.

“You and I both know that I don’t need help with my essay. But if you ever need help, let me know,” and with a familiar wave, he left you sitting in the library, confused about how you had gotten his attention when you both weren’t even in the same grade.

*****

You scanned the room as you tugged your jacket around you. You normally didn’t attend parties, especially those that you knew involved alcohol, but your mother had pushed you to go after being nagged by Elsie’s mother by her daughter’s lack of invitation. And speaking of Elsie, she had left you alone as soon as she had entered the house. Which sucked since she had insisted on driving in her new Mercedes.

As you walked around the living room, making small talk with the people who greeted you, you couldn’t help but think about what Jason Todd had told you. It frustrated you that he took up so much space in your head, that he was all that you could think of since that day in the library.

He didn’t know anything about your life. While he had grown up on the streets, you had grown up with a silver spoon in your mouth, never having to worry about anything.

‘But you do worry,’ the small voice in your head said, sounding very similar to Robin. You needed a drink.

You were searching the coolers for a bottle of water when a heavy arm wrapped around your shoulders causing you to flinch and elbow them in the stomach.

“Ow, what was that for,” the person asked, slurring their words slightly. You looked up and sighed when you saw it was the host of the party, Callisto Barsotti. He smiled at you and rubbed at his stomach before holding his arms out, “I’ll let you go if you give me a hug,” he said, enunciating his words with grabby motions.

Normally, you would be on your best behavior, helping whoever was drunk by getting them water and calling their friends, but you were pissed. You didn’t want to be at this party, instead, your mother had forced you to go after Mrs. Lager had bitched to your mom about her precious Elsie not being invited. And to make matters worse, you were tired. So tired.

You were tired of your mother, for filling up your schedule with things you had no interest in, such as modeling gigs and piano lessons. Your father for never being there. Elsie for complaining to her mom and Callisto for inviting you to his stupid party. Jason Todd for being in your head for over a month. Robin for not reaching out in weeks. But mostly at yourself. You were upset at yourself for quietly taking all of this and then loading yourself up with more so you could be the perfect doll for your mother to brag about raising.

So when Callisto tried to grab you and hug you, you kneed him in the groin before deciding to walk home. Ignoring his cries and the looks you got from others at the party, you ran out of the house, only pausing to take a breath once you exited the gated property. You didn’t know where you wanted to go so you let your legs decide on what direction to walk.

Walking around anywhere in the middle of the night was not a great idea. But walking around Gotham in the middle of the night was one of the worst ideas anyone could have. Looking back at it, your night could have gotten worse, like you being kidnapped by a c-grade villain or something.

Instead, you ended up running into Robin. He didn’t look surprised to see you and instead gave you a small smile.

“So, do you wanna go to the diner,” he asked, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly.

“No,” you snapped, “Leave me the fuck alone birdbrain.” You pushed past him, a look of surprise etched on his face.

“(Y/N)! Wait!”

You ignored his calls and instead sped up, aware of the fact that he was catching up to you. At this point, you were walking near the actual city parts of Gotham so maybe you could get a cab to drop you off at your mother’s apartment near the business sector.

At that thought, you broke into a run, sprinting down the street before calling a cab, hyper-aware of the fact that Robin was staring at you with a look of hurt and confusion on his face.

*****

You felt bad for how you treated Robin. He didn’t deserve your cold shoulder and you certainly didn’t deserve him. With his witty jokes and the way he always followed you to make sure you got home alright, you had realized yesterday in the cab, watching the red and yellow of his costume jump by on the roof, that you didn’t deserve him.

You threw yourself back into your different activities and soon, you didn’t even have enough time to even think about what you were going to eat for dinner.

As you exited the school building, you walked slowly towards your car, being careful not to slip on the ice on the ground as you rounded the corner.

But you felt someone grab your wrist, making you scream and fall. The person cursed as they tried to pull you up but you slid as far away as you could from them so you could see their face. It was Callisto Barsotti.

“What the fuck,” you yelled, trying to yank your wrist out of his iron-like grip. When that didn’t work you got ready to elbow him but he twisted your other arm behind you, causing you to scream.

“Not today you bastard,” he growled as he started to drag you. You screamed and tugged against him, and when he turned towards you, you stopped pulling against him and stomped on his foot, making sure to drag your snow boots against the skin on his shin.

Callisto let out a cry of pain and you pushed him away from you, letting yourself fall to the ground out of shock.

“You little gremlin,” Callisto stuttered out as he started limping towards you. You panicked as you tried to find something heavy to hit him with. A rock or anything would do. But you couldn’t find anything so you got up on trembling legs to run towards your car.

But you didn’t have to worry as a figure in red and yellow dropped by and wacked Callisto in the back of the head. Your eyes widened as Robin took this moment to start kicking the fallen boy. You don’t know how long you stared at him, but you snapped out of your daze once you started hearing cracking noises.

“Stop! Robin, please stop,” you cried desperately. But he didn’t stop, he continued to beat Callisto.

“Please stop,” you cried, whimpering as you knelt down near Robin. When he didn’t listen to you again, you leaned forward and grabbed his face, turning it towards you. You were going to tell him to stop again but you then felt a warm sensation, different from the coldness from the March air, followed by the feeling of a shock. Your soulmate, Robin was your soulmate.

He stared at you in shock, allowing you to pull him off of Callisto. You pushed him towards your car, and he stumbled since he was still staring at you as a look of understanding passed on his face.

“Look,” you said, inspecting the blood on Robin’s costume, “you need to listen to what I’m going to say carefully. Go to my car and grab the cleaning wipes from the trunk. Clean yourself off as I call the cops. The story is going to be that you were patrolling the area and heard my screams.”

Robin stared at you, mouth slightly open as he reached to touch you with a bare hand. You let his fingers ghost against your skin, the shock from before still present as you pulled back to stare at him.

“Go.”

*****

It's been over five hours since Robin beat Callisto. Not half to death like you had expected but still pretty bad since he had a broken nose, arm, and bruised ribs. As you waited in the police station for your parents to pick you up (“The gang that you described could always come back for you,” the officer had said), you could only think about how scary it was, watching Robin hit someone so many times with so much anger in him. In the end, your parents didn’t come and instead, your older brother had driven all the way from Metropolis to pick you up.

You both didn’t talk to each other during the ride back to your house but you could tell he was worried by the way his eyes would flicker to you. When you reached the gates to your house, your brother had parked the car and turned to look at you.

‘(Y/N), I have no idea what's going on with you right now but if you ever feel overwhelmed or alone, just tell me and I’ll take you with me back to Gran’s in Metropolis.”

You smiled at him, eyes tired but filled with a small spark as you exited his car, making sure to express your thanks with a kiss on his cheek. As you entered your house, you took off your shoes and slipped on your home slippers before going to your room and taking a shower. Drying your hair, you walked towards your windows to close your curtains, letting out a slight scream when you saw a hand pressed against the glass.

You sighed when you saw it was Robin and opened your window, letting him come inside to your room. He looked around your room, studying the many medals and certificates you had accumulated from the years along with the magazines you had in your room, before turning towards you.

“Hey,” you said, walking to him slowly. Robin licked his lips slightly as he stared at you before coughing.

“Can I please touch you,” he asked, his voice breaking slightly. You nodded and watched as he took off his right glove before caressing your cheek with his hand. You watched as he smiled when he felt the same spark from before, a breathless laugh escaping his lips as he took off his left glove so he could hold you with both hands. You shivered as his thumb ghosted over your bottom lip, eyes closing before snapping open when you couldn’t feel the warmth from Robin’s hands.

“Don’t freak out,” he whispered in your ear, “I’m just going to close the window and then dry your hair for you. Just go and sit down and I’ll be right there.”

You nodded and sat down at the chair in front of your vanity, watching as he closed your window and pulled the curtains before grabbing your towel. You smiled as you watched him in the mirror, massaging your head with your hands before wrapping your towel around your scalp.

“How come you never asked me what my name was,” Robin asked as he brushed through your hair.

“You’ll tell me when the time is right.”

*****

“I should’ve asked him what his name was,” you thought as you walked near an alley, waiting for a sign of Batman so you could ask him what happened to your soulmate.

A couple of months had passed since you had last seen Robin in April. He had looked angry when you both had met up at the diner and he had further worried you when he ignored the ringing of his phone. As soon as he had seen that you were tucked into bed, he had given you a peck on the forehead before leaving through your window.

You were worried for him. Dressing up as a traffic light every night was dangerous, no matter how much you loved going out there and beating up criminals. So you had been following Batman for months, trying to find a moment to ask him what happened to your soulmate. But you never had the opportunity since he always managed to lose you by either disappearing or by just leading you into a dead end.

Months of following Batman has helped you as you were now familiar with the rooftops of Gotham, like the roof of the veterinarian’s office near the diner you and Robin used to meet up at. Sitting with binoculars, you let out a small gasp when you saw a familiar flash of red and yellow, watching as it ran across a rooftop. Scrambling, you started following the figure, zigzagging around multiple large gaps that you couldn’t jump before cursing when you realized that he was gone.

“Why are you following me,” an unfamiliar voice asked behind you. You turned around and assessed the boy, taking note of the fact that he was taller than your Robin and didn’t seem to have the same half-smile-half-smirk that he did. But the only way to confirm, for your brain to tell your heart to stop searching would be direct contact.

“I can’t find someone,” you started, voice shaky as your eyes filled with tears. The boy’s mouth twisted in a slight frown but he still let you continue.

“I just need to check that you’re not my Robin. Please, let me just hold your hand briefly or something. I just need to know.”

At this point, you were crying. When he hadn’t returned the next day, you had started to panic, wondering if he had really left you and gone somewhere else. But that night, you had started out of your bed, wondering what had woken you up when you felt a hollowness inside of you.

The boy patted your shoulder sympathetically before offering his hand to you. Sniffling, you pulled his glove down slightly so his wrist was showing and touched it.

There were no sparks, no warmth, as you collapsed on the rooftop and cried.

Your Robin was no more.

*****

You smiled as you entered the diner, waving at Linda before taking the booth that you and Robin used to eat at. Six years had passed since you had learned that he was no more and even though it was hard most of the time, you always moved forward. You had graduated high school and gone forward to become a librarian, your choice mostly influenced by your late soulmate.

As you waited for Linda to bring out your regular order, you looked around the diner, recognizing everyone except for a man wearing a red sweatshirt. He was staring down at his phone but was now looking up at you when he felt your stare. You flushed slightly and gave him a wave before looking out of the window.

When Linda came out with your packed regular, you left after giving her a large tip. You had to go back to work.

*****

When Jason came back to life, he knew something was wrong.

After finding out that you were his soulmate, he felt this familiar warmth inside of him, similar to the feeling from when Bruce had first made him Robin. But after the pit, that feeling was multiplied tenfold, to the point that it felt like he was being burned from the inside out. And then the random sparks started.

The first time was when he was with Talia. It had been months since she had started training him, helping him remember a bit of who he was beforehand. When she grabbed his wrist, he felt a spark. It wasn’t the same familiar, welcomed spark with you but it was still a spark. He had brushed it off as static electricity, especially since Talia didn’t seem to have noticed.

But the sparks continued. He felt it frequently when people would hold him, touch him, brush against him. It was an annoyance at that point. A reminder that something was wrong with him, especially since he knew that you were his soulmate and that the others seemed to have not noticed the sparks.

So when Jason saw you walking home one night, he couldn’t help but follow you to make sure you got back safe, just like in the old days. Except for the fact that it’s not like the old days and he was malfunctioning. He was too scared to meet you; he was terrified of the idea that he might touch you and that there would be no spark anymore.

Jason had decided to only follow you home and keep you safe from the shadows, to never interact with you directly. So why exactly was he bleeding on your couch?

He watched as you helped him out of his leather jacket, eyes following your movements to the best of his abilities. He then watched as you pulled out a pair of scissors and started cutting the area he was shot.

Your eyebrows were furrowed and Jason couldn’t help but want to reach out and smooth them. Instead, he settled for helping you by peeling the square of his cut shirt away as you prepared the gauze to apply pressure.

His head was spinning and his breathing sounded labored even to his own ears but Jason didn’t want to take off his helmet in fear that you would recognize him from the red domino. But you seemed to have other plans as you reached your hands towards his head, still applying pressure to his wound with your knee.

He tried to avoid your hands but it was difficult to do when his head started to spin. He just watched as your hands reached out towards his helmet and opened it.

A small, selfish part of him wanted you to pull off the helmet and accept him, regardless of whether or not the spark was still there. But from the two years that he had known you, he knew that you’d accept him as Robin, but he wasn’t sure that you’d accept him as Red Hood.

Jason watched as your eyes widened at the sight of his red domino but you didn’t go as far as to peel it off. Instead, you turned your attention back to his wound, gathering more gauze to apply pressure.

As he lost consciousness, he watched as your concerned face entered his vision. And then he felt the fated spark, and all he could think about was how right it felt.

*****

When Jason woke up, he was surprised. By multiple things. For one, you hadn’t called the cops on him. The second thing being the fact that he was, in fact, fine and not dead: he had checked by pinching himself. The third was that his domino was still on his face. And the last being that he could hear your voice clearly, it was distinct, like music against his ears.

He listened as you spoke, not understanding what you were saying but knowing that you were reading Le Petit Prince. After all, one of the first things he did after coming back from the pit was listening to the audiobook, imagining what you would sound like.

He heard the page flip and decided that now would be a good time to open his eyes and sit up.

His sudden movement startled you. You both stared at each other before Jason croaked out a ‘hi’. He watched as your eyes filled with tears as you hugged Jason gently like he was the most delicate, expensive thing in the world.

“I missed you (Y/N),” Jason whispered against your shoulder, feeling the tears form in his eyes as he pulled back.

Your eyes flitted down to his wound with a concerned look but he tilted your head up, towards his face as he pulled the domino off.

He saw a look of recognition in your eyes, knowing for sure that they recognized him when you whispered ‘Jason Todd.’

He nodded, watching as you slowly extended your hands towards his face, caressing it as you skimmed your thumbs over his cheekbones.

“I’m a terrible person,” Jason whispered, looking down into his lap. You simply lifted his face, shaking your head.

“You’re not a terrible person Jason. You were a hero back when you were Robin and you’re a hero as the Red Hood. You’ve always been one. Now lie back down before you pull your stitches and tell me what you’ve been up to.”

Jason smiled as he laid his head across your lap, smiling as the sparks now seemed to dance across his skin in joy, happy that he was finally home.

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mercurytrinemoon · 4 years

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Keywords for overall energies of the signs

Aries: a baby, a tomboy, the sporty type, loud, aggressive, determined, a literal cartoon character, “let’s do it now!”, what you see is what you get, the one to yell while playing arcades, sexual, competitive, you can find them at the gym, flushed skin, friendly, protective, “yaaaaay!!!”, sooo much energy, confident, so many ideas yet so little time, cheerful, inpatient, fast, creative, sports fan, gets emotional easily, “I will fight you!”, bold, clumsy, independent, charming, in your face, a leader, sharp features, a golden retriever on crack.

Taurus: sensual, possesive, materialistic, stubborn, loves art, history and beautiful things; vintage item collector, fashionable, sweet tooth, likes fancy things, great at managing money (or spending it lol), doesn't like change, consistent, a nice voice, lightly scented perfume, is probably into ASMR, gentle, graceful, patient, chill, great advisor, calm, lazy, has an eye for quality, loves good food, in tune with their body’s needs, physical touch is important to them, will buy you gifts, all about the 5 senses.

Gemini: social, talkative, intellectual, gossipy, bubbly, funny, likes word plays and riddles, crafty, good with their hands, pays attention to the details, anxious, will google random things, gathers knowledge on everything, will stumble on their words, A LOT of nervous energy, gets easily distracted and easily bored, a lot of hand gestures, needs constant mental stimulation, very changeable, on-and-off, curious, witty, a cameleon, knows all the memes (or is a meme themself tbh), a talented writer, animated, *Chris Evans left boob grab*.

Cancer: homebody, sensitive, sentimental, clingy, nurturing, loyal, sympathetic, motherly, will babysit you, moody, soft, family type, giggly, protective, expresses emotions through creativity, feminine, will dabble in both lighter and darker themes, likes traditions, probably into picnics and tea parties or that weird tiny food cooking, needs to feel comfortable, easily influenced by moon phases, quiet, feminist activist, a home cook, a great listener, introverted, clear watery eyes, great memory, dark romantic glam; what youth is used to, age remembers.

Leo: flashy, confident, the star, dramatic, expressive, artsy, joyful, shines on stage, swag, prom queen/king, theater kid, great hair, charismatic, proud, the most chill out of the fire signs - they’re just too cool to be that obnoxiously loud, slow-mo sexy walk, egotistical, loves to be the best at what they do, "look at meee!", literal sunshine, heart of gold, generous, attention-seeker, bright smile, irresistible charm, stylish, every child’s role model, knows how to look good on camera, bling! bling!, *Tony Stark throwing a peace sign*.

Virgo: hard-working, perfectionist, pedantic, a know-it-all, shy, critical, analytical, great with details, will do most of the work in a group assignment cause they don’t want the other person to screw up the project, practical, the nerdy type, an egghead, low key funny, a smartass, nitpicky, polite, obsessive, tense, always willing to help, sincere, fitness and nutrition junkie, hypochondriac tendencies, “diD yOu kNoW tHaT...”, usually not social but can speak and communicate very easily, great journalist, basically Hermione Granger.

Libra: the pretty one, a social butterfly, tactful, indecisive, the nicest of the signs, dyplomatic, balanced, always dating, symmetrical shapes, delicate round features, likes beauty, fashion and makeup; great artistic sense, well-balanced taste, the one to compliment you, great communication, charming, flirty, soft colours, needs harmony, hates confrontations, offending anyone is the last thing on their mind, repulsed by brash people, can be old fashioned to the point of tackiness, cute, the basic bitch, fake, vain, probably into pinterest moodboards.

Scorpio: dark, mysterious, possessive, secretive, jealous, manipulative, reflective, will see right through you, is into the occult or criminology or some horror and stuff, goes through transformative situations in their life, dark type romantic, edgy jewelry, “Ophelia” by John Everett Millais, intense, goth on the inside (or the outside), leather and lace, deep DEEP emotions, Winona Ryder’s iconic roles, hard to open up, holds grudges, *frowns brows while staring into the distance*, will secretly stalk & observe you, will give you a death stare and make you cry.

Sagittarius: enthusiastic, can compete with an Aries with their loudness, goofy, blunt, genuine, tactless, a bookworm, likes travels, fascinated with anything foreign, soooo generous, a walking party, the one to put their foot in their mouth, needs freedom, happy-go-lucky, optimistic, impulsive, spontaneous, forgetful, short attention span, obnoxious, will ask existential questions, pHiLOsOphIcAl, can also be very zen and spiritual, the class clown, pop culture junkie, "I can't be taaaamed", *Bilbo Baggins running screaming “I’m going on an adventure!!!!”*.

Capricorn: authoritative, ambitious, hard-working, stoic, workaholic, opportunistic, rigid, responsible, resting bitch face, with an attitude, all about status, patient, reliable, serious, a shy type of smile, cold, loyal, sooo self-critical, sarcastic, *Dave Grohl breaking his leg on stage and still playing the whole show*, is into high status and brand names, ages well, a great storyteller, self-sufficient, an investor, being a damn pro, dark sense of humor, "You like my hair?? Gee thanks, just bought it... I see it I like it I want it I GOT IT" 🎶 .

Aquarius: flashes of brilliance, intellectual, aloof, a humanitarian, an activist, liberal, concerned with social issues, "emotions? I don't know her", genius, friendly, a weirdo, chases aliens, a trendsetter, eccentric, a proud rebel, stubborn yet open-minded, friends come first, great sense of humor, likes new gadgets and inventions, quirky, science nerd, loves and hates people at the same time, funny, distant, dreams of the utopian world, an individual, needs to be unique, hates labels, the inventor, a lightning bolt, “Nothing shocks me. I'm a scientist”.

Pisces: a dreamer, big imagination, artistic, lives in their own bubble, believes they're psychic, can be so pessimistic omg!, likes to talk to animals, compassionate, empathetic, head in the clouds, pretends they're in a music video when they listen to music, delusional, sees everything as doom and gloom, creative, will love you despite your flaws, big glossy eyes, sensitive, shy, sophisticated, a sweetheart, a poet, a blind follower, in tune with the nature, will pucker their mouth, literally loves being in the water... or sailing... or being on the beach.

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