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lild00td00t · 8 months

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Hi, I hope you are doing well! Can I request headcanons on how Crocodile, Buggy, Mihawk and Doflamingo would propose to their s/o or how they would react if their s/o was the one to propose to them? (Which ever you feel like is fine! :))

Have a great day!

One Piece War Lords: Proposing to their S/O

This was so adorable thank you for requesting the War Lords!! I’ll have to write a part 2. Buggy was honestly my favorite for a bit… 👉🏻👈🏻 but these are gonna be so HELLA friggin cheesy. I’m a hopeless romantic.. so please… COURT ME LIKE WE’RE IN PRIDE AND PREJUDICE.

Buggy

• He’s so nervous, his hands are clammy, even on the inside of his gloves sweat is lining along the fabric of them. He’s talked it over to himself multiple times, rationalizing the best and worst case scenario.

• He can’t help but melt when he sees you with the promise ring he gifted. He sweats bullets when you tease him about getting married… at dinner he nearly choked, and poor Mr.3 nearly had a heart attack just trying to dislodge the food that got caught in his throat. But he felt like that a majority of the times you discussed it. Like something was lodged in his throat and cutting off his air.

• So when you’re watching the crew bring a haul back on the ship, hands on your hips in a relaxed stance, you barely notice when he slips a ring on your finger, and he discreetly prays you don’t say anything about it until you screech and throw your arms around him, his body probably splits in 2 out of shock- this poor man -

• “ How does it feel knowing you’re going to be married to the future pirate king ?! Flashy ?! As it should feel?! “ Then the second you romanticize over the idea he practically hemorrhages 🥲

Mihawk

• The most poetic. God - he probably leaves you little poems every where, and they’re all based on you <3

• Your dates are so adorable. Like picnics, or going on row boats. It’s so quiet on the water, so you don’t notice when he slips down on one knee, clasping your hands in his while presenting a ring.

• You nearly flip the boat when you finally comprehend what’s happening but luckily your better half is much more calm and collected.. he was prepared for this reaction.. atleast he thinks he was -

• He kisses your knuckles, then overlaps your hands with his and holds them to his heart

• “ It seems as though the love saga of my poems will continue until death do us part…“

Crocodile

• Posessive..

• He truly is materialistic and is telling the truth. You genuinely will get what you want. But he can see it in your eyes that you’re not after his money, or his valuables or even his status. He can see the way you adoringly look up to him when he talks. And he’s not used to such an innocent form of love you offer.

• He feels that you must be protected, for what you make him feel is vulnerability. Which scares him. Because no one has ever made him feel that way before. So when the time is right, most likely on a starry night when you’re on a walk he’ll stop, just long enough to kneel and pull out the box, just long enough for you to realize what he’s doing. And with that, he confesses his love

• “ With this ring, you are mine.. whatever you want you can have. You will always be treated with my respect and my love, nothing will ever be enough to satiate how I feel for you. No amount of gold compares to that ring on your finger, for it holds the greatest power in all the world.. my promise to you. “

Doflamingo

• Like crocodile he’s possessive.. but with a sweet?? Spin ?? To it ???

• The moment he slips the ring on your finger he brings your hand to his lips for a sweet kiss, giving you that bone chilling smile while keeping his lips pressed to your skin.

• He doesn’t make a big, fancy show out of it. Because he knows that you don’t need everyone to know. It’s obvious that you’re his

• You listen when he talks. You’re never put off by his nightmares or bad moods. You urge him to talk about his brother and family. You talk about starting a new one… as a second chance.

• “ A second chance for the Heavenly Demon.. “ he thinks to himself, lost in thought. You weren’t scared to say that he was flawed, but it didn’t matter, because you could work on it together

• “ As long as you are mine, you will be taken care of and no one, I mean no one, will ever mistreat you ever again, lest they want my wrath… “ And he means it. He means every word of it. He would wage wars in your name, bring cities to the ground, and split the ocean in two if he could, unlike crocodile, who is alittle more materialistic with his promises. <3

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dumbseee · 11 months

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surprise.

f1 au: in which, y/n works for ferrari’s pr team, fans have noticed how close she was to carlos and started to ship them. without knowing that they were hiding a huge secret…

carlos sainz x reader

fc: jamila strand

note: english isn’t my first language so i apologise in advance for the mistakes this might have xx

liked by carlossainz55, charles_leclerc, lilymhe and 456 008 others.

y/n: lil summer dump before going back to work!

charles_leclerc: you can’t even tell that i was there too, y/n you just broke my heart

y/n: @.charles_leclerc all the pics i took of you were terrible (according to you) and you begged me to delete them (i didn’t btw)

carlossainz55: damn who’s the hottie on the 2nd slide?

landonorris: 👀

alex_albon: 👀

danielricciardo: 👀

georgerussell63: 👀

maxverstappen1: 👀

y/n: i’m seriously going to block them all.

fan1: this comment section is hilarious

fan2: no but NO ONE is going to talk about y/n casually posting carlos?

fan3: we need more carlos x y/n content

liked by y/n, landonorris, alex_albon and 1 008 890 others

carlossainz55: today i married my soulmate, after three years together we finally said yes to each other. i swore to always love you, protect you, respect you and cherish you no matter what. i can’t believe you agreed to marry someone like me, i don’t even think that i deserve such an amazing woman. but you’re mine and i’m yours, till my last breath. i love you miss sainz, can’t wait to see lil sainz running around and bullying lando and charles.

y/n: i don’t know what i did in my past life to deserve such a loving man, but i’ll take it. i love you too lover boy <3

liked by carlossainz55.

landonorris: bold of you to think that i’ll babysit your future demons

charles_leclerc: lando is a better babysitter than me anyway

fan1: THEY GOT MARRIED????

fan2: THEY WERE DATING FOR THREE YEARS???

fan3: someone pls check on that user on twitter that made that whole thread about them

fan4: OMG OMG OMG THATS SO CUTE

fan5: parents for real

fan6: the girls being y/n’s bridesmaids 🥹

fan7: y/n is my sofia richie

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csainz5 · 10 months

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Mine || Charles Leclerc #16

pairing: charles leclerc x girlfriend!reader

summary: in which seeing people ship you with other drivers fuels the possessiveness in charles.

author notes: can u tell ive been obsessed with culpa mia. also this is my first charles fic (!!!) i made sm tweaks to the original req im so sorry 😭 deff been in a slump recently bc exams but 🙏 no beta read!! this one is still raw asf lol

req: yes/no.

wc: 1.2k words

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the air as the weekend approached was filled with an adrenaline of its own. drivers loitering on the paddock, a camera shoved up each one of their faces. most of them were making videos for their teams social media, while others were giving interviews. silly banter & playful hazing surrounded the place as the free practices neared. as calm and laid back as the environment was, a new buzz had taken over the virtual world. it seemed like the redbull fans had taken on a new intrest in a the friendship you and max shared, suspecting it could be more than just friends. you’re shocked as you read through the articles, what could possibly make it seem like you were both in any sense more than just friends? max was like the brother you never had, and you, the sister he had always hoped of having. as much as the articles were delusional, you didnt really care that much about them, i mean why would you be afraid when there’s nothing youre scared of being open to the public? okay, maybe not everything. not the time when you were so drunk you demanded every guy on the paddock to quote “settle it with me on the ring”, not the time when you were the culprit behind the hilarious azerbaijan mix up where you stole the champagne on the podium and replaced it with an empty one, and definitely not the fact that you’re already taken, by a person known to all on the paddock.

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The morning of the race was always an exhilarating one no matter which team youre driving for, or which team you’re rooting for. the passion, the dedication and the confidence in the each and every drivers persona was enough to fill you in the same mindset. though youve always been a redbull fan, which, i mean is definitely not even surprising considering you probably frequent their garage more than some of their own engineers, youve always held an admiration for all the drivers. even you knew how dominant the redbull cars were, so seeing the rest of the drivers still catch up with less resources filled your heart with pride. you look up at the fan’s waiting impatiently for the race to start with a smile on your face. this, will never get boring, you think.

Lord Percival 👑

can’t find you anywhere near here, don’t tell me you’re ditching me today yet again 😔

a chuckle escapes your lips.

You

i wouldve come over but you’re all the way across rn 😭 i’ll definitely be waiting for you after the race tho.

Lord Percival 👑

wow. way to betray me over text babe

You

okay drama queen 😒

Lord Percival 👑

guess you rubbed off on me then mon jolie

You

ill make it up to you, i always do.

just before you press send, you notice the drivers had already left for their respective interviews. whats the point in sending it now anyways, you decide.

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the dark looms over the sky as celebrations near. the smell of alcohol, weed and god knows fucking what become all too familiar to you at this point. you reach the party alongside max, which considering he’s your best friend was not out of the ordinary for you, but little did you know, it didn’t help the ongoing rumours one bit. the familiar stench of reporters clogs your mind. what the hell were the doing here? and more importantly why were all of them suddenly taking an intrest in your friendship with max? question after question is thrown at you which makes you realise youve had enough of this. you reach for your phone.

You

screw this party

wanna meet up at our usual spot?

Lord Percival 👑

im always down 🙏

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you could never get sick of this. the same ride, the same atmosphere, the exact same playlist playing over and over again, the curves of the road as you drive through. because you know, at the end of this journey would be the same thing you look forward to, every time. so you get into you car, and drive the same drive to the same spot, once again. at a pillar reading out “623” you stop by the ferrari you know all too well.

there he was. i could never get used to seeing him like this, you think, dressed up in formals but looking formal in no way whatsoever. shriveled hair, buttons unbuttoned, jewellery he knows how to style in just the right way. his crazed eyes of emerald, gazing into you with an intensity that makes your nerves shiver.

“took you long enough to come here” he says, holding you waist. “it was a longer drive than usual” “is that so?” he says, stepping aside you to rest against his ferrari, right beside you. folding his arms, he continues, pulling a cigarette out of his blazer, “want one?” “please, today was a bitch” “i could say the same for me, really” he reaches towards you, lighting your cigarette. “races in monaco are my favourite” he says, looking up at the sky. “yeah, id imagine so. nothing beats home” “yeah, it’s great to be home and all, but theres also something in monaco that beats the thrill any race could give me” he steps forwards, hands placed beside either sides of you.

he pulls the cigarette from your lips, taking in a puff himself. he brings his lips to your ear, “or rather, theres someone in monaco, who beats the thrill any race could give me” he whispers, blowing the smoke away. he flicks the cigarette aside and steps on it, as he lifts your face up, meeting your eyes with his own. “someone who sighs right when i kiss her here,” he goes on to place a chaste kiss on your mole, right on your neck by your jawline. and like a story repeated enough times, you sigh. “someone who arches her back when i pull her hair slightly like this,” he gently tugs your hair, making a makeshift ponytail and like a telltale, you arch your back, the satisfaction of being right sprawled across charles’s face.

“but of all, the one thing that makes me come back to this place again and again, is knowing that—“ he lifts your hips up, making you wrap your legs around him. “you’re mine.” the second he says that, its like all the dots connected in your head. you never thought charles would be jealous of the rumours, given how he was the one who didn’t want your relationship to be public. “charles, are you jealous?” you ask. “so what if i am?” “well, i for one wouldnt want my boyfriend to be feeling like that anymore” “what do you mean?” you pull out your phone from your clutch, “kiss me” “wait what are you doing?” “i said, kiss me” you say, pulling him in by his jaw. “im conf-“ you kiss him, shutting him up. as he closes his eyes he finds himself to not be able to help himself from drowning into you, well atleast until a flash brings him out of his trance. “im going to post it.” “you don’t have to, you know” “but i want to. i want everyone to know how much you mean to me charles. you’re my favourite person and i would hate to see you be jealous”

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“i can’t believe you actually did it, jolie” “its the least i could do” you say, pecking his cheek. “but ive gotta say, i definitely wouldnt mind seeing this shade of you more often” “you haven’t seen the end of me yet, mon ange”

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ryry-rebel · 9 months

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Mafia Boss Sukuna

Mafia Boss Sukuna x fem reader

Warnings- Sex, Cussing, Mentions of killing

Word Count- 690

Pronouns- she/her the reader is female

Content- cussing, kissing, fluff, mentions of killing, smut, degration, pet names, penetration, slapping, aftercare, groping

My Masterlist -> Masterlist

Mafia Boss Sukuna who would murder anyone for you. He would burn the entire world down for you if it was you who asked. You say the word and whoever you want is dead. He would kill them however you wanted; your wish is his command. “I will tell my men to get rid of them tonight. You say the word and it’s done.”

Mafia Boss Sukuna who caters and gives into your every need. Nothing is too expensive for him. “Kuna look, that dress is just so beautiful.” “Put it on me.” You jumped up and down with excitement as you ran into the store to try the dress on. His generosity towards you went further than clothes. Jewelry? He’s got it covered. Are you craving a specific dish? He will order it and have it prepared for you.

Mafia Boss Sukuna who is so overprotective of you. He wants to be with you all the time, but with his job, that’s impossible. So, you are forbidden from going out without him or one of his most trusted employees with you. He wants to keep you safe from harm. “Baby, I know you want to go out, but I have enemies and I don’t want their disgusting hands all over what’s mine.”

Mafia Boss Sukuna who tortures anyone who wrongs you. “What did he say to you? I’ll have his head on a spike, and I’ll ship his body back to his family! Nobody hurts my girl.” If someone dared make you cry, other than him, they wouldn’t live to see another day. He would track them down and murder them with his own two hands. Their death would be slow and painful.

Mafia Boss Sukuna who lets you attend his meetings with him. “Master Sukuna, is this woman allowed in here?” “This woman is my lady, and you will treat her with upmost respect. She is to remain at my side.” Sukuna would sit in his big leather chair and pull you onto his lap. He will rub his fingers along your hips as he goes on with business. His hands will squeeze your plump thighs as he watches you wriggle in front of his associates. He will ask for your opinions on his business matters too. Most likely he won’t take your words into consideration, but he wants his underlings to have respect for you.

Mafia Boss Sukuna who claims you in bed. He buries his cock deep inside your cunt and thrusts his hips into yours with extreme force. “Look at you, taking my big cock like a good little slut.” “You are my little slut, aren’t you? Such a pretty little whore for this cock.” He would wipe your tears away as he continued to assault your little pussy. He would slap your ass until you were crying out his name. “That’s right baby, cum on my cock for me.”

Mafia Boss Sukuna who surprisingly gives the best aftercare. He would kiss up and down your body, making sure he tends to all the marks and bruises he left. “I didn’t hurt you too much did I sweetheart? I didn’t mean to be too rough with you.” He would run you a hot bath and use your favorite bath bombs. “I’ll wash you up baby, just relax for me, okay?” He would massage your aching muscles while he brushes your tangled hair. “You did such a good job for me.”

Mafia Boss Sukuna who has a soft spot for you and only you. Everyone knows Sukuna’s cold demeanor and vicious personality, but you get to witness his warmhearted and loving side. When he got you alone, Sukuna would shower you with praise and kisses. “You look so gorgeous today doll.” “You’re such a pretty girl, and you’re all mine.” He would wrap his arms around you tightly and pull you close as he places warm, gentle kisses to your forehead. At night he would cuddle you and whisper sweet nothings into your ear until you drifted off to sleep. “Sleep tight baby. I love you so much. You mean the absolute fucking world to me.”

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9w1ft · 7 months

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Interested to hear your interpretation on Suburban Legends

first off the song and beat sounds so similar to mastermind and gold rush. particularly mastermind. listen to the opening seconds back to back! she sings through a lot of it similarly in my opinion

and it has some of the similar mechanics of mastermind in that it leads you to believe the song is going one way but then pulls a switcheroo on you at the end and the swell in the music aids that at the end which makes it a really sweet and emotional listening experience. i’ll get to that in a second.

i think at the beginning of taylor knowing or being aware of karlie (so like, your kitchen or mine times), this was very much the situation. karlie is in her peripheral vision (on her radar) but just as taylor described in gold rush, karlie seemed like something utterly unattainable. in lover as well we get the line “i’m highly suspicious that everyone who sees you wants you” and i think this fits with this description of karlie.

i didn’t come here to make friends echoes their entire conceit of mastermind, and a lot of the kaylor discography that uses the word ‘friend’ — another way to say “i don’t want you like a best friend” etc

also this is a sort of throwaway point but “i didn’t come here to make friends” was a 2000’s reality tv phrase that came into popularity via the show America’s Next Top Model. it was iconic and soon every competitive reality tv show under the sun had contestants saying it.. but it’s origins are from a show about models! of which karlie is one.

more importantly, the “you kiss me in a way that’s gonna screw me up forever” is like the follow up to the gold rush “eyes like sinking ships on waters so inviting i almost jump in” language. it’s cruel summer’s “snuck in through the garden gate every night that summer just to seal my fate” because falling in love with karlie lead to taylor wanting her complications too

mismatched star signs works because fire signs traditionally match best with air signs. also visually, stars mismatched fits in with mastermind’s “the planets and the fates and all the stars aligned” — things that weren’t in alignment coming into alignment.

there’s a bunch of story page chapter stuff throughout taylor’s discography, some of which makes its way into kaylor but i’d probably write for way too long so i’m just gonna skip over that for now

this part might be a bit tricky but i sort of blame it on many kaylors not talking that much about really early kaylor possibilities out of (a sort of unearned) respect and the one way street principle of staying in our lane but the idea of taylor saying “i know that when you told me we’d get back together and kissed me that you remember[ed] we were born to be national treasures” isn’t that too wild of a statement if you imagine them as maybe briefly connecting or talking at some point before taylor made her plans to make karlie hers. indeed, we know their paths crossed several times before they were first connected at the 2013 vs fashion show.

*for posterity, i included the apple music lyrics as the genius lyrics appear to be worded partially incorrectly

this is the part of the song which i just think is so beautifully done. in particular i love the “you don’t knock anymore” of it all

at first it sounds like she’s saying karlie doesn’t knock anymore because she come around anymore, or this idea of there having been a breakup or a period of not being together or something sad, which is matched by the tone of how she sings it for the first time. the waves crashing to the shore feels like a storm.

but at the end of the repetition her voice becomes more upbeat and it dawns on you, you’re like, oh wait karlie doesn’t knock anymore because she doesn’t need to knock anymore, she has a key! (“is that your key in the door?” anyone?)

and suddenly the waves meeting the shore is a pleasant image of unification and happiness. she closes with the thought “you don’t knock anymore and i always knew it” which makes it feel a bit more like mastermind’s “you knew the entire time, and now you’re mine” — always knowing they would get together, taylor always knowing karlie was the one. “and my life had been ruined” is sung in a sort of sweet resignation, one that i find throughout a lot of kaylor music, the idea that she knows its complicated but that its what she chose.

so yeah! that’s why suburban legends is a kaylor song to me 😌

#kaylor

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licorice-tea · 4 months

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The Way Things Go

Pairing: Kaku x reader

Content: huge spoilers for water 7 and enies lobby!!! kaku calls reader “miss” but gender nuetral pronouns are used besides that, reader is a strawhat, flirting and things!

Word Count: 1.4k

A/N: this is going to be a mini series covering the reader’s arrival in water 7 (with the straw hats ofc!) to the end of enies lobby. basically, how the reader meets kaku, falls for him, learns his true identity, etc. it’s been a WHILE since i watched the water 7/ennies lobby arcs so im sorry if some things aren’t accurate!! also this is very self indulgent, ik he doesn’t have a ton of fans but seeing him in egghead put me back in my kaku era😇 enjoy! <3

Part 2

You walk towards the doors of the shipyard nonchalantly, but with clear direction and intent. “I need to help find a shipwright who can evaluate the Going Merry and tell us what it’ll cost to fix.” Just a few minutes ago, you’d split up from Nami, Luffy, and Usopp in favor of heading straight to the shipyard while they went to find a place to exchange all of your “stolen” treasure for berries, first. Which is how you ended up standing outside a set of massive doors and an equally tall wall to what you had been told was the Galley La Shipyard. However, after finding no buttons or opening mechanism, you try and fail to push open the incredibly heavy doors.

“Afternoon, miss. Are you looking for a way into the Galley-La Company, by chance?”

You turn around expecting someone older, who has lived a life and now finds no reason to speak in anything other than proverbs and make casual small talk using the same dialects that were popular half a century ago. But instead you’re met with a young man, no older than 25, and a nose reminiscent of Usopp’s. He’s tall, with pretty eyes and strawberry blond hair. You notice the words “Galley La” stitched on the front of his baseball cap, and realize he must work there.

“Hi! Yes, I’m looking for a way into the shipyard.” you nod earnestly.

“Allow me to introduce myself then,” the man removes his hat and holds it to his chest as a gesture of respect, “I’m Kaku, one of the shipwrights of the Galley La Company.” Then he extends his hand toward yours, “It’s a pleasure to meet you, miss…?”

“Y/n,” you take his hand and shake it once, “and the pleasure’s all mine.”

He smiles and (ever so slowly) lets go of your hand, then brings two fingers up under his chin in a pondering expression. “Say, you look awfully familiar miss y/n. Don’t tell me… you’re a model!”

You giggle at the compliment, “Only on wanted posters!”

“Ah, we get plenty of pirates around these parts, but I’ve never met one as pretty as yourself.” he punctuates his comment with a wink.

You smile and shake your head, “I’m sorry but I’m kind of on a time crunch; would you be able to let me into the shipyard? My crew and I need repairs on our ship.”

“Certainly, miss. Wait here, and I’ll have the doors open in a jiffy.”

As the shipwright leads the pirate through the yard, he makes quick work of getting closer to you. It doesn’t take long for Kaku to boldly rest his hand on your lower back as if to guide you in new directions. At one point he even hooks his arm around your shoulders to turn you toward a particular construction area, but his flirting does not go unnoticed.

“Next on our tour,” he gestures forward at a building with one hand, with his other on the small of y/n’s back, “this is where we design some of the new ships.”

The building is one of few within the large, outdoor shipyard. Kaku opens the door for you and announces to his fellow shipwrights, who are hard at work designing various ship parts inside, that he’s brought a guest. The building isn’t very large inside, either- just a few tables decorate the interior, all covered in blueprints and drawing tools. You wave politely around the room and even excuse yourself for the intrusion, but your tour guide puts his arm around you once again and assures you that it’s no bother. And he’s right; the ship designers either pay you no mind or kindly explain what they’re doing as you make your way through the room. Their work is intriguing, and extremely detailed- almost artistic, in a way.

Kaku catches the glint in your eyes and asks, “Are you an engineer? Or- no, an architect?” he incorrectly guesses your occupation, but his attempts are cute at the very least.

You laugh and smile, “No, I’m not. But this work is really amazing… there’s just so much attention to detail; it’s very…”

“Beautiful?” he offers with a proud grin.

“Hm. I was going to say skilled, but yeah, beautiful.” You continue in a slow lap around the room to observe the blueprints and the shipwrights drawing them. When the two of you exit, you give another wave by the door and thank the shipwrights for letting you see their work. Kaku stays behind and winks at his coworkers, who all grin or shake their heads in amusement at his clear pursuit of the visitor (you), before following you outside.

He jogs to catch up and falls into step alongside you. “So, what do you do then if you don’t mind my asking, miss y/n?” Then, he takes on a teasing tone: “Besides pirating, of course.”

“I do plenty.” You joke back. Sure, you could tell him your dream and your role on the crew but… where’s the fun in that? Besides, you barely know the guy.

“You’re awfully mysterious, miss y/n.” He not-so-discreetly observes your profile as you continue walking through the shipyard. “Say, how long are you and your crew in town?”

“Oh, well.. however long it takes for our ship to be repaired, I guess.” Then, your gaze meets his with a somewhat knowing expression. “Why do you ask?”

Kaku smirks, “I’d like to get to know you better.”

With a smirk and a hum of acknowledgment, you both continue walking side by side with an added air of flirtation in every brush of your hands or shoulders. You reach the end of the shipyard, and turn around to head back. On the way back to the front entrance, Kaku agrees to personally asses the Going Merry free of charge, “just for you.” The two of you make plans for him to come to the place where the Straw Hats hid her later that evening when he has time. Finally, you two have done a complete lap around the Galley-La Shipyard, and you find yourselves back at the entrance.

“Thank you again for agreeing to check out our ship. She means a lot to us; my crew and I.”

He puts his hands in his pockets, sort of mimicking your own nonchalant demeanor; “It’s no problem at all, miss. In fact, it’ll be my great pleasure to work for you.”

You giggle at his flirting once again, and bid him farewell. “Well, I’m going to go find my crew mates. I think they probably found us some hotel rooms by now.” (You’d all planned to stay in a hotel while in Water 7, in order for repairs to be carried out.)

Kaku nods, “Then I hope you’ll come visit me when you have the time. Or would you prefer it if I came to you?”

“…You don’t have to do that.” Awkward laughter escapes your lips.

“No, but I sure would like to,” he takes one of your hands and surrounds it with both of his, “if you’ll let me.”

This has your mouth gaping as you search for the right response… He’s so straightforward, unlike most of the young men you’ve met on your travels. “W-well, ok.”

“Ok? So, that’s a yes then?” He chuckles, trying to lighten the mood and ease your nervousness (though he does find it endearing.) “I could only accept your enthusiastic consent, miss y/n, if I were to go ahead with courting you.”

“I- Courting me?” you hold back a laugh, not wanting to tease him for his old fashioned way when you find it so charming. “Then, yes. I enthusiastically agree.”

He grins, “Swell! I think I’ll swing by your Going Merry around 5, shouldn’t talk long to asses damages and give you a quote on how much she’ll be to fix. How about we meet then?”

And you nod, “Sounds like a plan.”

“It is one.” He leans in conspiratorially and wriggles his brows, “One could even call it a date.”

You hide another smile by biting your lip and take a step back. “Right… Well, I’ll see you then!” With a wave over your shoulder, you’re off. He watches for a moment as you disappear into a more crowded area of the street and chuckles to himself.

What a sweet guy. A little old fashioned, but very polite, and so tall and handsome and- sigh.

You’re already falling for him.

#one piece x reader #one piece x you #fanfic #one piece #x reader #op kaku #kaku one piece #kaku #kaku x reader #self indulgence at its finest #my man my man my man #i need him actually

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incorrectcreepypastafam · 3 months

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Creepypasta As DanAndPhilGAMES Quotes After The Revival

Toby: I’ve graduated into fuckland

Jeff: just stop speaking

Toby: okay

Toby: soft launching the gay

Jeff: I’m gonna hard launch you out of that window

Liu: know what I mean?

Jeff: no

Jeff: is it hard for you to speak sometimes

Lyra: did that work

Jeff: not really

Lyra: I tried really hard

Jeff: what is the most emo clothing we got here

Jeff: my brother, WELCOME TO THE BLACK PARADE

Lyra: look at this magnificent bitch

Brian: communities that shit together stay together

Jeff: I will try to be normal

Tim: where’s your mind at

Toby: where’s your mom at

Toby: and now I’m wet in this suit

Lyra: uhhhhhhhhhh

Lyra: you pissed?

Toby: I’m gonna stop breathing

Jeff: thank you, Toby, that’s a good volunteer

Ben: maybe they got struck by lightning

Jeff: where was the lightning bitch

Ben: I’m gonna haunt every generation of your family

Tim: should we take it in turns with the swinging?

Tim: that’s what someone’s mom said last night

Game: it’s been a long day

Liu, to Jeff: me sitting next to you

Brian: I’m grabbing my boobs

Sally: is it an alien or Squidward? What are we being chased by?

Sally: it’s hard for me to tell

Liu: THATS THE SHADOW OF THE ROSE ITS NOT A DEMON

Jeff: if that baby comes out I’m gonna kill you

Toby: I’d like that

Toby: you know what they say about big feet

Lyra: what

Toby: big socks

Lyra: okay

Jeff: half an hour montage of Tobias Rogers attempting to learn how to put on a cape

Toby: can you help

Jeff: no

Toby: and then I just saw some lightning happening in the microwave and thought “what a beautiful night for a thunderstorm”

Sally: I don’t do drugs I don’t know what grams are

Lyra: im hot I don’t know how to count

Jeff: maybe I am heaven

Sally, pointing at plastic spiders: that’s Ben. That’s Ben 2. That’s Ben 3

Liu: I’m gonna give us a solid 7/10 on that one

Jeff: just a seven? Are you fucking kidding me

Liu: I was being humble

Jeff: fuck humble

Jeff: do you ever reflect on our lives and just think… stop

Liu: yeah all the time

Tim: I wanna fuck the Eiffel tower

Jeff: dead people in France

Liu: STOP IT

Ben: im gonna hit you with a meteor

Sally: im gonna microwave you

Toby: can I just show you something

Jeff: is it a dead person in France

Jeff: im in my cougar era. Watch out twinks, Jeff is on the prowl

Lyra: I wanna do things to this house

Liu, through his teeth: what do you want to do to the house, Lyra?

Liu, through his teeth: respect the house, Lyra

Jeff: what happens when you tap the emo dragon

Liu: you want me to tap it?

Jeff: yeah

Liu: *taps dragon*

*g note plays*

Jeff: that’s damn right

Ben: I do not think playing this game is how Christ would want us to start his season but here we are

Jeff: but Santa would and so would his brother, Satan

Ben: okay

Jeff: I don’t own any sex toys that go chomp chomp

Jeff: but nice to know that you do

Jeff: I’d say Jesus Christ but I know he’s not listening right now

Toby: five strokes and you’re done

Jeff: that’s what they call me. Five strokes Jeffy

Jeff: who’s they? What am I saying?

*trying to figure out what lmb stands for*

Jeff: lobotomy maybe bestie

Toby: look mate… BITCH

Jeff: it’s making you more intelligent that’s why you’re winning at golf

Jeff: we finally found a way to fix you

Sally: you’re banned from friendship

Ben: this is a safe space

*literally five minutes later*

Ben: point at the guy who doesn’t know how to crouch

Lyra: I would like you all to tell me how I can be better at this game

Ben: um don’t walk down hole

Lyra: okay

*playing Lethal Company*

Jeff: Ben’s not here let’s have a party

Ben: please get back on the ship or I’ll be leaving without you

Jeff: we thought we found a wheel. It was a mine

Jeff: they’re both fucking dead as fuck

Ben, laughing: good job

Jeff: Tim, you’re a top bunk kinda guy right?

Tim: that’s not what Tumblr says

Jeff: is that brown Grimace

Jeff: what the fuck am I looking at

Toby: I’ve never watched an episode of My Little Pony

Jeff: no because you’re normal

Game: who invented the lightning rod

Sally: me

Lyra: what’s the opposite of tears

Jeff:

Jeff: piss

Jeff: and the moral of the story is

Jeff: fuck books

Jeff: get paper cuts

Liu: no

Jeff: what

Liu: stop

Jeff: oh I missed this completely

Liu: is there some kind of grimy wall from your childhood we need to talk about

Jeff: it’s you bitch

Lyra: I put up flyers for car washing. I washed someone’s car and then they said I scratched it with my rings. Why was an eight year old wearing rings?

Jeff: did they try to scam an eight year old?

Lyra: YES

Jeff: you should’ve killed them

Brian: I would give birth to a child on this

Tim: yes

Brian: I would eat the child straight off it

Tim: no

Liu: let’s just grab an apple and try our best

Toby: hey Siri what’s 25+6

Ben:

Ben: girl-

Ben: 31

Toby: 29

*playing Poppy Playtime*

Jeff, to a toy oven: come with me, Owen

Liu: Owen needs to stay where he is

Jeff: I will love you, Owen

Jeff: I don’t like to contribute I just like to judge

Liu: but, Jeff, what is a VPN?

Jeff: virtual private gnome

Liu: gnome begins with a g

Jeff: :0

Sally: everything is just too heavy

Sally: even milk like

Sally: why are you heavy

Lyra: honestly liquid needs to calm down

Lyra: you know what we say about

superstitions

Liu: that they’re not real?

Lyra:

Lyra: do you wanna fight

Toby: just like Sonic The Hedgehog we’re going speed dating

Toby: … as he was known to do

Ben: what

Toby: what fictional characters could we see here

Toby: what are you expecting

Lyra: I’m expecting an anime boy

Lyra: I don’t know who else

Toby: Bill Clinton

Lyra: okay

Toby: he’s real

Jeff: I don’t care if Mozart did this when he was five he’s a nerd

Liu, about baboons: they only live up to 30 years in the wild and 45 years in captivity

Jeff: oh my god you’ve only got a couple years left

Ben: life comes at you fast and so does Trombone Champ

Tim: unleash the babussy

Jeff: did you just g note me with a fucking trombone

Jeff: last time I lost my voice. I’m loud as fuck today you’re gonna wish I had

Lyra: they ate

Liu: okay

Jeff: I was 26 doing that on YouTube

Jeff: fuck yeah good for me

Jeff: did you know that we are celebrities

Toby: celebritenis

Jeff: we are vips

Toby: vipenis

Jeff: we are influenc-

Jeff: *vomit noise*

Jeff: what did you just say

Toby: vipenis

Jeff:

Sally: when I did 23andme it said I was 8% lobster and I think we all know why

Brian: I think I looked snatched

Toby: *dies laughing*

Brian: did I use that right

Jeff: look it’s hard being this pretty

Lyra, reading the question: if they were having a party, what would they serve

Jeff: cunt

Jeff: sorry

Toby: I mean anything could’ve slipped onto something

Jeff: what

Toby: I don’t know what I mean

Jeff: oh god

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I saw your rasey post and oohhh I agree with you so much I’m aroace so the whole people pushing platonic dynamics into romantic ones has always made me rlly uncomfortable I’m kinda glad I found someone with the same option!! I especially hate the 2k3 ver of the pairing cause Casey’s 23 in that series….while Raph’s 15 and it’s just ew throw it into a fire please….burn it!! But I think as a whole stuff like r(a)sey kinda plays into a bigger issue of some people not being able to invest in characters relationships unless they involve some form of shipping

I don’t care if people ship r@sey (03 tho I’m calling the cops on u cause that’s a no no) everyone got their opinions and I’ll respect that, HOWEVER I heavily dislike the ship and I wouldn’t touch it with a 10 foot pole. It’s on my block tagged list for a reason.

Like I’m all for shipping, I’m a shipper at heart, but NOT EVERY SINGLE FRIENDSHIP NEEDS TO TURN ROMANTIC. Raph and Casey friendship is and has always been special to me. So people shipping them just shows that some people just can’t comprehend two people just being friends without making it weird. Raph and Casey friendship is one of the most iconic things in TMNT! So shipping them together just ruins it (for me personally) and it’s really annoying seeing fans be like “oh! In the new show Tales of the TMNT I hope they add Casey so Raph can crush on him!” Umm, how about NO??? We already got one Turtle crushing on April we DO NOT need the Turtles crushing on every single human friend they make in this franchise! 🤦‍♀️ Just give MM Raph his Mona Lisa god dammit

Another TMNT ship that comes to mine regarding this topic is April x Donnie in Rottmnt. Yes, I used to ship them but I realized that doing that and hoping for them to be a couple just ruins the special bond that they have! Platonic rise Apritello is better than romantic rise Apritello. I stand by that. Plus I ship Donnie with Kendra so-

Honestly if I had to ship Casey with ANY of the Turtles, it would be Leo. Raph and Donnie is too predictable, overrated and, well, dumb. Also Mikey is a character who has one too many love interests already. Leo x Casey would be far more interesting to see happen in any future TMNT project.

#asks #answered #anonymous #tmnt #teenage mutant ninja turtles #tmnt 2012 #tmnt 2003 #rottmnt #tales of the tmnt #mutant mayhem #tmnt raphael #tmnt raph #casey jones #tmnt casey jones #notp #brotp

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nekoannie-chan · 11 months

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Signals

Title: Signals.

Ship: Steve Rogers X Reader.

Word count: 436 words.

Rating: Teen.

Square: I1 Oblivious to lovers.

Summary: You love Steve and Steve loves you, none of you know each other feelings.

Warnings/Tags: Miscommunication, happy ending, fluff.

A/N: This is my entry to @allcapsbingo AC1078.

You can read it on Wattpad and Ao3 too.

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You offered Steve the biggest slice of the cake; you had saved it, especially for him. In fact, you had to give a few hand slaps to the others to prevent them from taking it.

He smiled at you when you gave it to him, although it could be a bit desperate that Steve didn't understand your hints regarding your feelings for him since, since you didn't dare to tell him, you showed them to him with small acts.

"Well, my advice is that you tell him, come on, Y/N, Steve is..."

"He is?" "If you know something, Natasha, you better tell me what you know, so I know whether I'm still trying or not."

"Just tell him how you feel; he's not the smartest person that way either, and I'm sure he hasn't figured anything out."

You arrived at your office; however, when you opened the door, you were confused to see the flowers on your desk. You hadn't put them there, so who had sent them?

You approached them and looked for the card; there was supposed to be one there, but there was nothing. You even looked under the desk; maybe it had fallen underneath; there was no trace of the card.

What struck you most was that they were your favorite flowers.

When Steve saw you, he smiled; it looked like you liked his gift, although he was disappointed that you didn't say anything about it.

You saw Steve eating the cookies you had baked for him, but he didn't say anything. You were starting to get tired of the situation, so you decided it was time to tell him that Natasha was right.

You wanted to solve the situation once and for all—to know if he loved you back or if it was better to forget about him.

You approached him and started to talk, but he didn't seem to understand anything, so you thought it was the right time.

"You know, Steve, I've had enough, so I'll just say it: I like you; I'm in love with you," you confessed; he looked at you as if he didn't understand; you sighed; maybe that was the answer. "Well, now that I've said it, I'll go."

You headed towards the exit, but he stopped you, putting one of his hands on your shoulder. "The flowers, I sent them to you, but I forgot to ask for a card," then he made you turn around and kissed you.

After all, neither of you realized that you were in love, but you were glad you had taken the first step.

#allcapsbingo #allcapsbingo2023 #Steve Rogers #steve rogers x reader

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therealloopylupin2099 · 6 months

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introductory

Let’s start from the very beginning. Since you guys did one might as well do one for mine!

My name is TheRealLoopyLupin2099, and I’m this Blog’s one and Only Miguel.

Cordinants 11-01-04.

I have a ton of likes and dislikes and I have obsessions also in other fandoms.

I also do roleplay in posts,do memes,rant and share thoughts, share my art I did (online or paper) and some fanfics for the masses!

Current song obsession: Here they be witches by Creature feature

I am also a multi fandom blog,but it’s just mostly Spider-Man posts. Markiplier,Jacksepticeye,Dawko,Voltron,Fnaf, Ghostbusters,ect are my main fandoms. My header says it all I have Autism so bear in mind!

If you want to send asks then send them my way! I’ll answer them!

But do not interact if your anti LGBTQ+ (friends with people who are LGBTQ+), ship minors with adults (talking to you people shiping miles and Miguel!),toxic,ect!

My blog is a safe place for EVERYONE! (But not the bad guys that did wrong there Anomalies!)

So feel free to come visit spiderlings! I’m nice! And if you wanna share something with me mutuals or not just @ me! :D

All I ask in return is respect and if you break the rule I set I block you! (Haven’t blocked someone yet but I will if necessary!)

#miguel o'hara #blog intro #intro post #introduction

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goodnightmemes · 1 year

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DUNE (2021) SENTENCE STARTERS

❛ Dreams are messages from the deep. ❜

❛ Why do we have to go through all of this when it’s already been decided? ❜

❛ You look tired. More dreams? ❜

❛ There is no call we do not answer. There is no faith that we betray. ❜

❛ So, it’s done? ❜

❛ Can I trust you with something? ❜

❛ I’ve been having dreams. ❜

❛ That’s a good omen right there, right? ❜

❛ I saw you lying dead. Fallen in battle. ❜

❛ Dreams make good stories, but everything important happens when we’re awake, because that’s where we make things happen. ❜

❛ I need you by my side. ❜

❛ I want you sitting in on my council, learn what I do. ❜

❛ If your answer is “no” you’ll still be the only thing I ever needed you to be, my son. ❜

❛ I found my own way to it. Maybe you’ll find yours. ❜

❛ Don’t stand with your back to the door. How many times do we have to tell you? ❜

❛ That’s rude. ❜

❛ I’m not in the mood today. ❜

❛ You fight when the necessity arises, no matter the mood. Now, fight! ❜

❛ You don’t get it, do you? You don’t really understand the grave nature of what’s happening to us. ❜

❛ You have to be ready. ❜

❛ When is a gift not a gift? ❜

❛ Not a word of this to anyone. ❜

❛ Remember your training. ❜

❛ Defiance in the eyes, like his father. ❜

❛ Come here. Kneel. ❜

❛ How dare you use the Voice on me? ❜

❛ Why are you doing this? ❜

❛ An animal caught in a trap will gnaw off its own leg to escape. What will you do? ❜

❛ I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. ❜

❛ Fear is the little death that brings obliteration. ❜

❛ If you had been unable to control your impulses like an animal, we could not have let you live. ❜

❛ You have more than one birthright. ❜

❛ Do you often dream things that happen just as you dreamt them? ❜

❛ Goodbye, young human. I hope you’ll live. ❜

❛ Did you have to go that far? ❜

❛ Do you see so little hope? ❜

❛ All part of the plan. ❜

❛ How does it feel to walk on a new world? ❜

❛ Let’s get you out of the sun. The heat can kill in this place. ❜

❛ They see what they’ve been told to see. ❜

❛ What do they say about this hell hole again? ❜

❛ If you mean to harm me, I must warn you whatever you’re hiding, it won’t be enough. ❜

❛ When you have lived with a prophecy for so long the moment of revelation is a shock. ❜

❛ You shouldn’t be out here at this time of the day. ❜

❛ I failed you today. There’s no excuse. ❜

❛ They tried to take the life of my son! ❜

❛ I don’t give a damn about your honor. You want absolution? Go catch some spies. ❜

❛ Allow them the dignity of exile. ❜

❛ I give you my word. We would not harm them. ❜

❛ The desert takes the weak. ❜

❛ A hostage? I love it. ❜

❛ I have to tell you, I’ve never come so close to dying. ❜

❛ I respect the personal dignity of any man that respects mine. ❜

❛ Name what you want. If it’s in my power to grant I’ll give it and ask for nothing. ❜

❛ Why don’t you stay. We would honor you. ❜

❛ Honor requires that I be elsewhere. ❜

❛ I know who you are. ❜

❛ You wait till you see it. It’s beautiful out there. ❜

❛ So what happens now? ❜

❛ We won’t make it. You have to evacuate. ❜

❛ It’s getting close, guys. We better abandon the ship now. ❜

❛ There is protocol for a reason, if we take one step out we’re as good as dead. ❜

❛ I recognize your footsteps. ❜

❛ What’s wrong with you? Come on. Let’s go. ❜

❛ You cannot take such risks. You do have responsibilities. ❜

❛ We’ve been set up to fail. ❜

❛ Take good care of your family. ❜

❛ The desert’s not kind to humans either. ❜

❛ I had a vision. My eyes were wide open. ❜

❛ I thought I saw my death, only it wasn’t. ❜

❛ I know you’re pregnant. ❜

❛ Anyone who defies us will fall. ❜

❛ There’s something you need to know about [name]. ❜

❛ I trusted you completely, even when you walked in shadows. Now I’m asking you this one thing. ❜

❛ If anything happens will you protect our son? ❜

❛ Why are you having these thoughts? ❜

❛ I thought we’d have more time. ❜

❛ I should have married you. ❜

❛ I had no choice. ❜

❛ I will do what I can. And you will kill a man for me. ❜

❛ Why not just cut their throats? ❜

❛ Don’t you dare touch my mother. ❜

❛ Kill him. ❜

❛ For hundreds of years we’ve traded blood for blood. But no more. ❜

❛ Here I am, here I remain! ❜

❛ It’s not safe for you here. ❜

❛ I am commanded to say nothing, to see nothing. ❜

❛ The Emperor sent us here to die. ❜

❛ You’re scared. I can see it. Tell me, please, what do you fear? ❜

❛ Somebody help me, please. ❜

❛ You know who you are. ❜

❛ Get off me! You did this to me! ❜

❛ It’s recycled water from the tent. Sweat and tears. ❜

❛ Yet you risk your life to help us. ❜

❛ The storm will be here in a few hours. We’ll be safe here. ❜

❛ Would you bear witness? ❜

❛ You’d make a play for the throne? ❜

❛ He brought you here to kill you. ❜

❛ You’re a lost boy hiding in a hole in the ground. ❜

❛ I’ve seen your dream. ❜

❛ We have to go. We have no choice. ❜

❛ You’re not coming with us? ❜

❛ The mystery of life isn’t a problem to solve. But a reality to experience. ❜

❛ Nothing survives such a storm. ❜

❛ Don’t be frightened. Even a little desert mouse can survive. ❜

❛ You’ll need to face your fears. ❜

❛ You have much to learn. And I will show you the ways of the desert. ❜

❛ I think this is the right direction. ❜

❛ We are not alone. ❜

❛ Do not run. You will only waste your bodies water. ❜

❛ We have powerful friends. You help us off world, you will be well rewarded. ❜

❛ What wealth can you offer beyond the water in your flesh. ❜

❛ Why didn’t you say you were a weirding woman and a fighter? ❜

❛ I would not have let you hurt my friends. ❜

❛ You talk like a leader, but the strongest leads. ❜

❛ Don’t be frightened. Don’t resist. ❜

❛ When you take a life, you take your own. ❜

❛ I want you to die with honor. ❜

❛ You should welcome my blade. This world will kill you. Quicker this way. ❜

❛ Do you yield? ❜

❛ There is no yielding under the Amtal rule, only death is the test of that. ❜

❛ [name] has never killed a man. ❜

❛ You’re one of us now. A life for a life. ❜

❛ [name] needs to get off world. You must have ways. You have smugglers, you have ships. ❜

❛ My road leads into the desert. ❜

❛ If you’ll have us, we will come. ❜

❛ This is only the beginning. ❜

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levi-venn · 2 months

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The First Toothpick

Chapter Five: Toothpicks

Characters: Cad Bane, Crosshair ("the kid"), Jango Fett (flashbacks) Gen Fic - Mentor/Protege

Summary: Cad Bane teaches Crosshair how to be a sniper. The kid picks up some other habits as a result.

Chapter Summary: Cad pushes Crosshair a little too far.

Chapters: Ch 1 | Ch 2 | Ch 3 | Ch 4 | Ch 5 | Ch 6 | Ch7 | Ch8 | Ch9 (Coming soon)

Available also on AO3

“And who are you again?” Jabba asked, reaching for another paddy frog from the scummy jar.

“The name’s Cad Bane,” Cad said, tilting the brim of his hat. “The only bounty hunter you'll ever need.”

“But not the bounty hunter we asked for,” Bokku the Hutt said. “Where is Fett?”

“Fett’s long gone,” Cad drawled. “Retired. Fled. However you want to spin it. His jobs are mine now.”

The twins sneered from their shared platform, whispering to each other. The brother spoke. “Fett’s Huttese was better.”

“An ugnaught’s Huttese is better.” Bokku said.

Jabba’s laugh boomed inside the council chambers, bouncing off the slimy stone walls, rattling Cad’s spine. The rest of the council snickered and sneered.

Cad remained perfectly still, an easy smile on his face despite his nerves frayed like live wires whipping inside his chest.

“Tell ya what,” Cad said, hooking his thumbs in his belt. “I’ll do this job on a discount. Pay me half and if I come through, you keep me on retainer.”

The mood changed instantly. The Hutts whispered amongst themselves, too fast for Cad to translate, but he recognized “bargain” and “discount” surfacing. Two of a hutt’s favorite words.

And words Cad couldn't afford. He barely had the fuel to get off this mudhole planet. But he'd rather go hungry than risk losing Fett’s contracts. He needed them to build his reputation. And his reputation was all that mattered.

“You have a deal, Mr. Bane.”

Cad tipped the brim of his hat. “Esteemed Hutts of the Grand Hutt Council, this is the start of a profitable arrangement for us both. You will be hearing from me soon.”

The echo of Cad’s spurs jingled and jangled at a steady pace all the way back to the Justifier, Todo 360 floating quietly beside him.

As soon as the ship’s ramp closed behind him, Cad slumped heavily against the wall. “Fuck Jango for not telling these sleemos that I was coming. That’s the third time I had to introduce myself like a fucking greenhorn.”

“Mr. Bane?”

“Not now,” Bane growled. “Pull every contact Jango has with the Black Sun. We’re visiting them next.”

“I will, but Mr. Bane?”

“I need to make this damn speech four more times before we can work these contracts. I need as many-”

“Mr. Bane!”

“What?” Cad growled.

“Your lip is bleeding.”

“Shit, again?” Cad touched his lip. It stung. “Was it bleeding during the meeting?” “No. It started as we were leaving.”

Cad sighed and patted the various pockets of his new duster.

Todo held up the small leather pouch. “Perhaps you should use one before entering the room.”

Cad snatched the pouch and flipped it open. The inside flap had a mythosaur skull branded into it. He pulled out a toothpick, putting it between his teeth. “Ain’t professional. Tryin’ to make a good impression here.”

“Maybe it shouldn’t be professional,” Todo held up a finger. “A little insolence can command great respect. Or so Mr. Fett used to say.”

Cad thumbed the brand, thoughtfully. “Jango said a lot of things.” He clipped the pouch to his belt. “We’ll try it at the next meeting. Set a course for Falleen.”

The toothpick clicked in Cad’s teeth as he trained his scope on the kid skulking through the golden wheat field. The sun was low in the sky, setting the field ablaze with menacing orange light.

“It’s too bright,” the kid complained through the comms.

“That’s the point,” Cad smirked from the shade of the belltower. “Yer environment ain’t always yer friend, kid. Now quit belly achin’ and focus.”

The comm crackled with a mando’a curse telling Cad where to stick the environment.

“I speak Mando, kid,” Cad sneered. “Don’t get cute.”

Through the scope he could see the kid grimace with embarrassment.

Cad managed to mute the comm before snorting a laugh.

The first few weeks were hard on the kid, but not because Cad was particularly hard on him. In fact, Cad barely had to do anything at all. The kid worked hard, trained hard, was unyielding and resilient to everything Cad threw at him.

Yet the moment the kid made a mistake, he destroyed any hope of recovering for the rest of the day. It didn’t matter if it was his fault or not. A stalker lizard once leapt onto his trousers in the middle of the day and interrupted his shot. Cad explained that was a one in a million chance since those lizards were nocturnal, but the kid wouldn’t hear it. He shot for shit the rest of the day.

Today was going too well for it to last.

“Just focus up. Head on a swivel or find your six or whatever the hell soldiers call it.”

“It’s called Watching your s-”

Cad flicked a switch, interrupting the kid’s cheeky response. A target burst out of the grass twenty yards away. The kid fired in record time. Bullseye.

Cad flipped more switches, two seconds apart in random parts of the field. Some of the targets were mirrored. Some not. The point of the exercise was to shoot the target and avoid the ricochets.

Three weeks of this and the kid only shot himself twice.

Not bad.

Cad had more scars from this field in less time.

The kid fired a mirrored panel and rolled to avoid the ricocheting bolt as it hit the panel behind him.

Cad muted his comm again before exclaiming “fuck yeah!” He promised himself he wouldn’t praise the kid, only call out fuck ups.

But that shot was wizard and fuck you Lieutenant Pynk for gettin’ into this kiddo’s head.

He flipped three switches and three panels came up at once.

All the kid has to do is hit the north panel and-

The kid shot the south panel.

Well…shit.

The south panel’s mirror ricocheted the blaster bolt between the north and east panels.

The kid froze, staring at the unharmed panels.

C’mon, kid, recover.

The kid looked down at his own rifle. Then back at the belltower, an openly worried crease across his dark brow.

“Dank farrik,” Cad sighed and fired a shot at the ground in front of the kid.

The kid leapt back and looked, wide-eyed at the belltower.

Another shot inches from the kid’s boots.

The kid lifted his sniper rifle and aimed at the north panel again. The bolt went wide.

He could already see the kid was losing focus.

Sorry, kid, I gotta snap ya outta this somehow.

Two more shots near the kid’s feet.

The kid jumped back again and fired at the north panel again.

Missed again…

…and dodged another shot from Cad.

He fired. He missed. He dodged.

Fired. Missed. Dodged.

An angry, rattling hiss crackled from the comm, just as the kid’s rifle took aim…but not at the panel.

A bolt flew into the belltower.

Cad felt the heat of the bolt sear past his hat and into the back of the belltower. The stench of burning leather filled his nose. He lowered his rifle and removed his hat. “Huh,” he smirked, blowing out the embers.

When he looked back at the wheat field, the kid was gone.

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“We need to talk, Cad.”

“The hell we do, Jango.”

“If you don’t tell me what’s wrong, how am I supposed to help?”

Cad sank out of sight, hiding in the belltower. He could hear Jango’s boots clink against the roof tiles away from the belltower and towards the ledge. He sat down with a quiet groan.

Cad winced. Jango was groaning from pain. Because of him.

“How about this?” Jango said. “You tell me what’s going on and if you don’t feel better afterwards…you can punch me in the face.”

Cad peeked out of the belltower. “In the face?”

“Right on the nose if that’s what you want.”

Cad slipped out of the belltower, and sat beside Jango, legs dangling over the ledge.

“You’ve been chewing your lip again.”

Cad licked his lip. He hadn’t noticed the coppery taste until now. “I do that when I’m...antsy”

“And anxious and nervous and excited and…?” Jango prompted.

“And…” Cad shrugged. “And…I dunno.”

“Right in the nose,” Jango reminded him.

With a sigh, Cad laid on his back, staring up at the sky, a shitty black canvas stained with white dots that painfully reminded him of all the worlds that were too far beyond his reach.

“And…guilty.”

Cad looked over at Jango who was gazing up at the stars like he was gazing at his first love.

“…I shot you today.”

“You shot my chest plate,” Jango corrected, rubbing his chest that was probably bruised to all hell at this point. “It was a shitty assassination attempt if that’s what you were after.”

“It wasn’t…I’m…”

“If you apologize to me, Cad, I’ll throw you off this roof.”

Cad stayed silent.

Jango sighed and rolled over on his side, propping his head up on his

“Cad, you shot for shit today. I know it. You know it. And you got angry. I warned you I’d push you to this point. Today, your lesson lead you to your biggest weakness. That hot-temper of yours. In the future, leave that shit behind. When you’re in training, when you’re on the job, hell, even just talking to clients. You think I’m an asshole? Wait until you talk to the Hutts. They love rattling new blood. Half the time they just feed them to starved rancors locked beneath their throne rooms. Here on this ranch, shoot me all you want, but at the end of the day, it’s only going to hurt you more than it hurts me.”

Cad knew it was true. He felt so out of control of his destiny before meeting Jango and now that he was here, he realized his anger didn’t just magically go away because he had a purpose in life.

He was pissed at himself for fucking up.

Pissed at his sniper rifle for jamming at a shitty time.

Pissed at Jango for pointing out that he still had a lot to learn…

…even if he was right.

“I got something for you,” Jango said, pulling out a small pouch.

“What is it?”

“Shut up and open it.”

Cad opened up the bag expecting a weapon, a data chip, a charm…but it was a bunch of sticks stuffed in a leather pouch with a mandalorian symbol branded in the inside flap.

“Sticks?”

“Toothpicks. Pop one in your mouth next time you feel antsy or nervous or…guilty. No client will take you seriously if you’re chewing your face off during negotiations. Just try it.”

Cad popped a toothpick in his mouth, rolling the smooth wood over the tip of his tongue, gnashing it gently with his fangs. It drew the focus away from the knot in his gut.

It brought things into focus.

He clipped the pouch to his belt.

“You still want to punch me?” Jango asked, elbowing Cad in the ribs.

Cad hissed and squirmed away. “Yeah, but…I’ll do it later.”

The kid didn’t come down for dinner that night.

The beef stew went cold.

The protein bar beside it was left uneaten.

Cad went out on the porch as the moon rose high over the field, cool air blanketing the grass with a ghostly fog.

He plucked the toothpick from his pouch and let it roll between his fingers before setting it between his fangs.

Probably shouldn’t’ve shot at the kid, Cad thought. Thought I could pull him outta this trench he keeps diggin’ for himself. Guess that was a shit plan.

And then he had another thought that nearly snapped his toothpick in half.

Jango would’ve known exactly what to do…

The floorboards creaked behind him.

Without looking back, Cad grabbed the rocking chair beside him and pulled it closer to the railing.

A moment later, the kid climbed into the chair and, with a little adjusting, rested his feet up on the rail next to Cad’s boots.

“Ya missed dinner,” Cad asked.

The kid said nothing.

“Ya missed my head, too,” Cad sneered. “A real sloppy assassination.”

“I aimed for your hat,” the kid said, his boots clicking together quietly. “And I hit your hat.”

“Well, in that case,” Cad took his hat off and showed the kid the burn mark along the side of the brim. “That…was a killer shot. Ya did good, kiddo.”

The kid looked up at Cad, hair as stark as the stars themselves, but his eyes were dark and round like an anooba pup. “You’re not mad?”

“You know how many times I shot Jango in the chest plate just for giving me shit during training? I’m just surprised it took ya this long to shoot me.”

The kid’s smile disappeared as he leaned back in the rocking chair, enveloped in shadows. “I missed a lot of shots today.”

“You hit a lot of targets today, too. Forget about all those?”

The kid shrugged again.

“Yer problem ain’t missin’ the shots, kiddo. It’s you poutin’ over it n’ not shootin’ again. It ain’t like yer gonna run outta blaster bolts. Keep firin’ until ya get it right.”

“But…I have to be perfect.”

“Ain’t no one’s perfect and sooner you learn that, the sooner you can quit beatin’ yerself up over the impossible.”

“Do you miss targets?”

“All the time,” Cad drawled with a sneer. “But nobody lives to tell about it.”

The kid thought about this for a moment…then sneered back.

“Tomorrow if you hesitate, ya get a shot to the boot, understand?”

“I won’t hesitate.”

“Don’t make promises you can't keep.”

“Then…I promise, I won’t shoot your hat again,” the kid said, in a tone too apologetic for Cad’s liking.

“Oh trust me, I’ll find ways to piss you off enough to fire at me again.”

The kid hissed quietly…or maybe it was a laugh.

“Bane?”

“What, kiddo?”

“Why do you chew on toothpicks?”

For the first time since he came to this ranch, Cad hesitated.

“It…keeps me from smokin’ death sticks,” Cad lied.

“Oh…”

The kid wriggled out of the rocking chair and walked down into the field. Cad couldn’t see what the kid was doing, but he heard some rustling, a crunch, and a faint snap.

A few moments later, the kid returned, hopped back into the rocking chair and, after studying how Cad was sitting, slouched in his chair and rested his boots beside Cad’s on the railing.

“I’m quitting death sticks, too,” the kid said, and stuck a piece of wheat between his teeth.

#bad batch crosshair #tbb crosshair #the bad batch #cad bane #star wars the clone wars #tbb #crosshair #The First Toothpick

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ashsostrange · 7 months

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it’s stand on business o’clock, cz i know y’all sick gw*les & p*nkflower shippers + delulu gwen stans ain’t try to run my girl bree (@breeandhermunches) off her blog… you got me all the way fucked up and ima tag this in ALL the categories. you can’t do anything about it 🤣 if you’re upset, then scroll ho. if you know i’m not talking about you, then have a great day! 🫶 if the shoe fits, then wear it.

i’m getting disrespectful. ima return the energy you hoes dished out n you better take it like some mf champs. y’all wanted to fuck around so now you gotta hear my mouth and find out. read it ‘n weep. clearing you bitches gives me life.

such a shame we’re back here, but y’all are mad, mad miserable. like, i’ve never seen a fandom so chronically online. are you even trying to mask the fact that you rarely step outside anymore…? 😬

let me making it so very clear why i’m making this post in the first place, bc y’all seem to struggle with my main concerns never clicking in your heads.

y’all have the time to sit in somebody’s inbox and complain about their hatred towards fictional ships, meanwhile the people y’all complain about stay on their pages and mind their business? 🤨 those people being US. ion recall none of us going directly to YOUR pages to hate on punkflower and gwiles. if we hate, it’s on our pages. i don’t go looking for a mf fight, that’s mad childish. y’all were riding bree’s dick like crazy. at this point, her hate for gwiles must keep y’all up at night. talk to a therapist about that. it’s not healthy. i’m gna address ALL the bs y’all be on.

so now that you know why i’m posting this, let me set few things straight for y’all.

“don’t use the ship tag to hate! 🤬🤬” the day you copyright and trademark the tag, present me with an official “tumblr etiquette” rule book or, show me proof that you own tumblr is the day i’ll stop. ima do wtv i want whenever i want, please get that thru ya hollow ass heads. y’all aren’t entitled to anything. not respect, not no damn “common courtesy,” ESPECIALLY not over dysfunctional ships/fictional characters 🤣 i don’t owe you SHIT.

some of were y’all tryna go back and forth with me at the grown ass age of TWENTY. over GWILES. a sixteen yr old vs a twenty yr old, see your life 😂😂 it’s truly alarming. go get employed. if you alr are, then call your manager and pick up some more shifts bc you clearly ain’t doing enough. if college graduation rates begin to decline, i know exactly who to come to. everything’s going up and even tho you should be standing on some mf business so you can afford the cost of living, you’re arguing with teenagers online instead. a lot of you have too much free time.

“you posted this publicly under the tag, you can’t expect people not to want to argue” yes i can! block me and scroll. we don’t have to argue. i don’t remember starting an argument? i was never on your pages. i only reblog shit when it appears on my dash. like i said, i’m not searching far n wide for no damn fight. 🤷‍♀️ nobody told y’all to bitch, whine, and reblog mine or bree’s shit. your issue is that you have no self control. you don’t know when to hold yourself tf back, so you feel obligated to reply. god forbid someone has a differing opinion. my post was never even about the flaws in miles and gwen’s relationship. i was talking about how it is disappointing to see miles’ story be reduced to a love story. unfortunately, y’all forgot to put your glasses on beforehand and read “i hate gwiles.” yes, i hate gwiles!!! but that was not the point of my post. y’all are either illiterate or trying to let off some serious steam. i’m not having any of it. maybe y’all are upset i called you delusional, but you’ve effortlessly proven my point.

this is the internet. you have the tools to avoid seeing what me n bree hv to say, so why are you throwing a tantrum like a goddamn child instead of utilizing them?? you’re not special. the world doesn’t revolve around you and what you want. people are dying n you’re worried about a hate post under a ship tag?? mind you, that was the one and only “hate post” i’ve EVER put under that fuckass tag 😭 bree will make one post about gwiles, and y’all are the ones who’ll drag it out, then call her “obsessed.”we’re doomed bc y’all are doomed.

the white mfs complaining ab the term “snow bunny”… jesus 🤦‍♀️ ts didn’t even mean what you think it meant in the first place. it was originally used to refer to female skiers. some of y’all swear up, down, n all around that being “racist” to white people is the same as racism towards black people, and it’s not. let’s use “snow bunny” and the n-word as examples:

snow bunny had an alternative use before it was used to refer to white people. there’s no significant history behind it at all, unless you count tiktok as history. the n word has always been the n word. it’s always been derogatory, and anyone will a brain would know it’s mad history behind the word. it roots in deep hatred. people continue to use this word to belittle those who are black, or use it lightly around their friends nd behind closed doors as if it’s a common cuss word. y’all’s experiences with “racism” are nowhere near comparable to the experiences black people have BEEN facing and will be facing for fucking ever. white people have and always will be seen as the superior race, therefore, you face minimal to no “racism” outside of the internet, and i’d do anything to be able to say that. don’t even @ me talking about “🥹🥹 that doesn’t make racism against white people oka—“ i don’t care. at all. drink some water. you’ll be fine.

“you guys hate women!!!” “y’all hate gwen bc she’s white!!” like, you sound so fkn dumb nd all i can do is sit and stare at you.

me nd bree are black girls. people from EVERY race and EVERY ethnicity hate black people and EVERYONE hates black girls. hell, not even black men like us. why on god’s green mf earth would we ever want sb else to feel that way??

yk what y’all need to do? y’all need to quit whining and accept the fact that bree doesn’t like gwen because of what she did to miles. it’s as simple as that. stop trying to complicate things bc you so desperately want to deem her and other people who hate gwen “racists” or “misogynists.” no. i fw gwen heavy, nd me and bree are able to coexist bc neither of us are fucking delusional and regularly touch grass 🤷‍♀️ same thing with all my other mutuals.

meanwhile, you hoes get your panties in a twist when sb calls gwen a snow bunny as if she’s a sentient being who’s going to cry over ts, like, no. your feelings are hurt? take a fucking walk! nobody has to like her.

and punkflower, oh my god 😐 i’ve never been homophobic and i never will be. i’m literally queer. i’m not about that friendly fire before y’all try and call me homophobic. my thing is, if hobie was originally supposed to be a nineteen year old, n now his age is unconfirmed, why in the hell would we go and age him down to sixteen?? all y’all wna do is ship that man with miles or write smut about him. some of y’all wanna do both!! you change his age when it’s convenient to you. if you don’t see an issue with that, then i can’t help you. you’re weird. until i hear otherwise from one of the directors, he’s 19.

ghostflower or gwiles 🙃 the reason y y’all are sobbing or wtv. i thought y’all were exaggerating when you said gwiles was your religion, but it’s looking like i was very incorrect. real talk, ion like that fuckass ship. i don’t have to and neither does anybody else. just like you lames do with gwen, you dig deep in your ass for every problematic reason possible. “you have a racial bias!!!” “you hate interracial relationships!!” the fuck?? 😭 do you cunts read what you write before you post it?? “they’re more obsessed with gwiles than we are” “they must be in love with ghostflower & gwen”

…huh? covid really set some of y’all back tremendously because it seems a concerning amount of you lack critical thinking skills. in reality, just like hating gwen, the reason we dislike gwen and miles together is SO very simple. it all boils down to the fact that gwen did miles dirt. and i’ve made a separate post, i’ve talked about why they would never work imo. when i present y’all with my logical reasoning, you dgaf! so the only thing you can do now is shut the hell up, unclench, and cope. since you wna get in your feelings bout it, fuck gwiles, n fuck you too.

y’all even got some of your own people agreeing w me, props to y’all btw 👏 it’s never you i’m talking about.

i hate that y’all made it this deep bc it didn’t need to be. this is a fucking movie. none of this is real, yet you continue to harass me and bree like we murdered your immediate + extended family + the family dog that had cancer. i find myself hoping that one day y’all will realize how dumb you sound, but then i remember some of you niggas are already grown, so it’s looking quite improbable.

and also, don’t b up in my reblogs chattin’ it up about shit i’ve explicitly stated that idc about. i won’t repeat myself because you can’t read. if this post hasn’t shown you i don’t give even half of a fuck about you or your feelings regarding ANYTHING at this point in time, then i don’t really know what will 🤷‍♀️

if i made you mad, go ahead nd suck it up fa me. we won’t be going toe to toe and debating on MY blog because you’ll be actively wasting your own time, as i am not willing to hear anyone out. it’s been that way from the start and it won’t change. if you send an anon message or any type of inbox w some bs then it’ll sit there until the end of time or be swiftly deleted. if you reblog this post trying to invalidate anything i just addressed, i won’t even give you the time of day, bc i said everything that needed to said. i was very articulate and extremely clear. know that i can’t and won’t be swayed in the slightest. we’d just go back and forth until you decide to shut your mouth or block me. so block me now. ian the one.

if you don’t get it, then you don’t fucking get it, but what y’all aren’t gna do is treat people the way y’all were treating bree just because she hates two ships + gwen stacy. you complain about how the fandom sucks like you’re not the same people who make being in fandoms in unenjoyable.

you usually have to go to a therapist and pay for reality checks. luckily for y’all, i gave you one for free! you needed to be humbled and i happily did the humbling. lil piece of advice: stop trying to force people to gaf if they clearly do not. block and move on with your life. you gon get tired one day. leave me, bree, n anyone else you bother tf alone. spend your energy trying to change people’s minds on REAL ISSUES that actually matter, not fucking spider-man.

whew, ANYWAY… i hope i never have to speak bout this again. act right in the near future n i won’t have to “invade your tags” with long paragraphs in which i set you fools straight, thank yewww! 🫶

god bless!! 💗

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My preference headcanons for every MLB character! (🌈 Happy Pride Month 🌈)

Note: These are MY personal preference headcanons for the characters. Take it with a grain of salt. Our opinions are allowed to differ, but please respect mine and I’ll respect yours.

Marinette: Bi, Female Leaning. I see her going both ways, but the reason why I see her female leaning is:

I personally just like that idea! ❤️

It seems that she’s more comfortable with girls than boys (I know that doesn’t necessarily mean that she’s attracted to girls, but eh. Still like the idea).

Her crush on Adrien seems comphet to me (yes, that can happen to Bi people too).

She can be that “preppy queer” archetype.

Adrien: Pan. I was THIS close to making Adrien Bi (female leaning), but I settled with him being Pan. Why? For the sole reason that I see Chat Noir as Pan (and Adrien IS Chat Noir lol). It makes sense 😄 I’m also starting to see him as Gender-fluid.

Alya: Bi, Female Leaning. Listen, I ALWAYS saw Alya into girls, even before her and Nino got together in Animan to be honest with you. But according to canon, it seems like she’s even Straight or Bi, since she’s shown attraction to boys. I mean, she COULD be a comphet Lesbian, but meh. I don’t want to erase the possibility of her being Bi because of her attraction to boys too. We need more Bi rep. 😜 So basically, I now see her as Bi, but female leaning. She prefers girls, but Nino is a sweetie pie 😊

Nino: Bi, female leaning. Nino prefers girls more, but he doesn’t mind dudes either 😉 I actually ship him and Adrien together. If it wasn’t for the love square and DJWifi, I think Nindrien would’ve been more popular.

Chloe: Closest Bi, comphet. Some people might see her as token Straight or a closest Lesbian, but I’ve finally decided that she likes both genders equally. Similar with Marinette, I just see her crush on Adrien as heteronormativity/comphet and also because she’s confusing her plantonic love for him with romantic.

Zoe: Queer. Tbh, I don't know right now. We don't know if she's gay, Bi or anything else, but we DO know that she's queer. She hasn’t shown any interest in boys in canon yet, but I don’t want to throw out the possibility of her being Bi/Pan yet either.

Sabrina: Closest Pan. Sabrina is the type who thought that she was just an Straight Ally who doesn’t care who’s with who when it came to other peoples’s happiness. Love is love after all. Eventually she finds out that SHE HERSELF doesn’t care either when it comes to HER preferences lol 😂

Luka: Bi, simple but obvious 😌

Kagami: Pan & Demi. Use to see her as Bi (female leaning), but she doesn’t care as long as she can have a strong connection with them. I also see her as a Polyamorous Demi. She’s fine with being in a relationship with more than one person, but only if she has a strong connection with them. When you think about it, I guess that kind of makes Mari and Adrien Polyamorous too since Adrigaminette is my OTP3 huh? 😅

Rose: Pan. Rose loves everybody and anybody. She doesn’t care who it is 😊

Jeluka: Lesbian. I don’t really see Jeluka with any males and I don’t think that I ever did. She’s my little goth Lesbean! 😊

Kim: Bi. He’s perfectly fine with both, as long as he’s having fun 😄

Max: Biromantic Ace, Male Leaning, use to see him as Pan, but I see him more as male leaning now. Doesn’t mean he doesn’t mind girls though. Ones who are kind, sweet or/and match his intellect 😊

Ordine: Straight. Meh, I don’t really see her with females 🤷🏾‍♀️ Ordine ships like Kagami, Alix and Aurore etc. don’t interest me. Might change in the future, but I don’t know.

Mylene: Bi & Demi (male leaning). Her and Ivan together are pretty cute, and I don’t put it pass her to be interested in other boys too. But she is queer.

Ivan: Straight. Ivan was the first character in MLB that I saw as Straight lol

Nathaniel: Bi. I don’t ship him with anyone anymore, but that doesn’t mean he’s not a bi-bean to me 😛 I’m pretty sure he’ll find someone one day.

Marc: Gay, Trans, and Gender-fluid. I don’t really see Marc with girls anymore, so he’s gay now 😛 Also, I know he’s already Androgynous, but I also see him as Trans & Gender-fluid.

Alix: Aromatic Lesbian & Bigender. Like with Max (Ace), Alix was confirmed Aromatic, but I still do see her as a Lesbian. I don’t really imagine Alix being in an long term relationship, but she is interested in females. I did headcanon her Bi in the past, but I don’t really see her interested in any boys anymore tbh

Lila: Pan. She doesn’t care who it is, as long as she can manipulate them to her advantage…🤷‍♀️ Don’t get me wrong though, I do imagine Lila being capable of love and falling for someone, but not immediately.

Aurore: Lesbian (Comphet). I don’t ship her with any boys at all, and all my ships with her are with girls.

Mirelle: Bi (Comphet). Similar with Aurore. Also, I also ship them on the same level as Julrose.

Gabriel: Straight, but I don’t like the idea of him being the stereotypical homophobic parent. He’s a shitty person and parent, but it’s not because he’s homophobic. I did see him as bicurious in the past tho lol

Emillie: Bi. Meh, she gives off that kind of energy, even if she’s been in a coma 😜

Natalie: Bi. I like the headcanon that she’s a Bi woman who had feelings for Emillie too, as well as Gabriel (formally). I don’t know how true that is now, but meh. Still my headcanon.

Ms Mendeleiev: Lesbian. I see her being into women solely for the reason that I shipped her with Bustier lol 😅

Miss Bustier: Bi, but now just Queer. Similar with Zoe, we don't know if she's gay, Bi or anything else, but we DO know that she's queer/sapphic.

Socqueline: Queer/Sapphic. We most certainly know she’s into girls, especially cute preppy ones that so happen to attend the same school that she use to attend, sees her as a role model to the point where she adapted her hairstyle, is into fashion, works at her parents bakery and unfortunately tends to have crushes on boys who are dum-dums instead of also acknowledging her obvious attraction to girls! 😤

..Wait wha-?

Fei: Lesbian. Plain and simple. Makes sense.

Felix: Like Zoe, I’m not absolutely sure yet. But I do see him being part of the Ace Spectrum.

The other characters I don’t really care about enough to have preference headcanons for. So if you want to know my preference headcanon about them, ask me.

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eemoo1o-tfrmoo · 7 months

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FanFriday #3: Why are these pairs so rare?

Ah! Happy (belated) third FanFriday, folks. How’s your week been? Mine’s been ordinary, but okay!

This week was tricky. Really tricky. The theme was meant to be “the best of the riders and their dragons”, with focus solely on Astrid, Fishlegs, and the twins with each of their dragons respectively.

The results felt… barbarically slim, actually.

This week’s post will include more than just fic recommendations under the cut.

This image seems accurate. Not only to canon itself, but also in the fandom. Toothless and Hiccup at the forefront and the others in the back.

At the time of this post (8/10/23) the numbers for the tags I tried exploring (otp: true, English) are as follows:

Astrid & Stormfly – 2 (1 ongoing)

Fishlegs & Meatlug – 0

Barf & Belch & Ruffnut & Tuffnut – 0

Additionally,

Heather & Windshear – 2 (1 incorrectly tagged)

Dagur & Shattermaster – 0

Dagur & Sleuther – 0

Spitelout & Kingstail – 0

Gustav & Fanghook – 0

Stoick the Vast & Skullcrusher – 1

And the results for other ships continue as such.

As a fic writer myself, I understand that most of the inspiration for things will tend to come from Hiccup and Toothless, as the MCs, and Hookfang and Snotlout because… well, it’s Hookfang and Snotlout. Doesn’t get much more inspirational than that.

But still, the fact that other dragon-rider duos have nothing (nothing that at least gives some focus to the tag which just seems to be bunched in with others) is quite astonishing. By statistics alone, they’re each considered to be a rarepair.

How peculiar.

And, so, I implore you all to take a step back and perhaps write that fic you wanted to write. Meatlug and Fishlegs? Twins and Barf & Belch? Doesn’t matter – the fandom’s side of the archive is in desperate need for it. All of it.

And with that, I’ll shut it and continue with this week’s scarce selection:

When Sleep Won’t Come by AHeartForStories — This fic is the only otp: true, Stormfly & Astrid result that was complete. The other, currently left incomplete, is in my marked for later. That being said, it’s very strange that this is the case. Though just because it appears to be the only result for this pair doesn’t make the scenario any less wonderful. Astrid has a nightmare and seeks comfort from Stormfly: simple, sweet. What a delightful read.

Please by AHeartForStories — This author seems to pump out so many fics, it seems, that they must be doing half the work for us, and I applaud them, because the ones that I have read, personally, are quite wrenching of emotion. This is a good example – this is one of two Heather and Windshear fics that had appeared in the search results I’d tried; one is incorrectly tagged (as otp: true, Heather & Windshear – it’s by far more Dagur & Heather based, the former duo hardly get much focus). In this fic, Heather stands during a heartbreaking performance as Ryker abuses Windshear to get to her. The end is relieving, and for a short, angsty one-shot with these guys I’d definitely point you in this fic’s direction!

Nothing Else Matters by sarahenany — This fic for some reason passed by my radar for the first FanFriday, but it’s a great fic (plus it helps pad out the list a bit to the three-fic minimum). It takes place during that disappointingly cut scene where Hookfang is struck with lightning in season six. It’s a “hidden scene”-type fic where we see Snotlout tend to Hookfang when he’s been downed. It’s a dazzling gem of a choice for these two, because they are so sweet as is. Definitely in my Top 10 so far.

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