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bcyhoods · 1 month

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🎤 VOCALIST ── send in a character + any prompts in this cool tag or a lyric prompt of your choice for a blurb (remember to tell me which list the prompt is from!)

dreamy (from different types of kisses) + angel baby steve <3

— ivy / @inkluvs

i am realizing now how difficult kisses are to write smoothly lolz. hopefully this is okay <333 | 1.3k gn!reader

“You know, I don’t think you’re actually supposed to aim for my toes when we do this.”

Your head falls to his chest in resignation, a groan of equal sentiment dying out in the cotton of his shirt. Even though his subsequent laughter is genial and bright, your face still burns against him. You’re sure if you stayed there any longer that the searing heat of your cheek would leave a discolored patch on the garment.

“You are such a jerk, I’m trying my best!” You argue, pulling back with your eyes squeezed shut and nose facing the wall to avoid his gaze.

He watches with a wide grin as your expression twists in embarrassment. And though he can clearly see that your eyes are closed, he still ducks and tilts his head to make sure they’re level with his own. His stare is stuck on your eyelids, frantically darting between the two to see if you’ll give him the pleasure of opening them any time soon. He laughs again when he sees your timid smile before you pull your chin to your chest.

“How am I the jerk? I’m the one with a broken foot, here.”

As dramatic as he is, the words carry no real annoyance. He’s fine; his foot is intact and he’ll most certainly live. Still, your palm grows sweaty where it’s clasped with his.

It was a silly idea that he’d proposed. Well, enforced to be more accurate. An off-handed comment — a little muddled by a handful of popcorn in your mouth — about having two left feet made him spring up from the couch and offer his hand. He was absolutely determined to help you practice slow dancing, hyping up his adequate sense of rhythm and decent coordination.

And he’d looked so eager, with fluffy hair and old clothes for pajamas, smiling down at you with a fondness that made it impossible to refuse. You take up his offer with little hesitation, figuring it would be easy enough. Plus, it might be worth it to be this close to him for a while, and he’s thanking you for it in his head.

But a couple of scratchy, romantic records later, and all you have to show for it is an imprint of Steve’s big toe on the sole of your sock-clad foot.

While he’s red in the face from laughter and joy, frustration is pulling the corners of your lips into a frown. Because what should be a romantic scene is a little more difficult for you than you want it to be and you might be getting in your own head about it. Admittedly, you’re taking it a bit more seriously than he is.

“I promise I’m trying,” you mutter under your breath, barely audible as you stare down at your feet to make sure you don’t step on him again.

His brows crease in concern at the change in your demeanor. “I know,” he answers softly. When you don’t look up at him, his arm tightens around your waist to pull you against his frame. A reassuring squeeze is sent to your hand before he’s toying with the promise ring on your fourth finger, smiling as he recalls the matching one on his own. He finishes with a deeper cadence, still just as gently, “I know. I was just messing with you.”

There’s a beat of silence between you before he sighs and halts your swaying completely. He smooths his hand up your back, leaving a line of fire across your spine with his blunt nails until they end up at the nape of your neck. Meanwhile, the hand that’s wrapped in yours is guided to his torso, prompting you to hold onto him there instead. All for the greater purpose of cradling your face in his hands.

He knows you too well. A promise of love shines in his eyes as they catch the subtle annoyance hidden in the creases of your face. The softness of his smile, his touch, is a manifestation of that promise and it has you taking a particularly hefty breath to calm the chaos in your chest.

“Hey, you’re doing fine. Promise. Stop worrying that pretty little head of yours.” He looks you in the eye the entire time, rubbing his thumbs over your cheeks to emphasize his final point. And maybe being this close to him was a bad idea because you’re afraid your knees are going to buckle at his attentiveness.

And the fear becomes even more prominent when you spot his eyes dip down to your lips just for a split second before returning. You can feel your heart jump into your throat and the gooey smile being pushed onto your face before you can restrain it. He mimics the same expression, as if it’d be any help to your current state. You’re so out of it, you barely hear him ask, “Wanna keep trying?”

“You make me nervous.”

He blinks. “Me? Why do I make you nervous?”

“Dunno!…’Cause you’re, like…you’re looking at me like that,” you try to explain. It comes out in between nervous laughter, pushed out through teeth glued together in a smile only he can seem to cause. And he decides to take full advantage of it.

“Hmm. Like what?”

His brow raises suggestively before inching closer to you. His mouth just hovers over yours, tauntingly tickling your skin with a smug grin. You swallow down your nerves, nudging his nose with the tip of your own.

“Like…”

You push closer, puckering your lips against his in a kiss that’s barely there. Tenderness seeps through his fingers as they cup your jaw, and scratch the nape of your neck to elicit a sigh from you. His breath hitches at the sound and he’s pushing into the kiss out of poorly constrained excitement. His lips drag slowly, like he’s savoring the taste of you and committing it to memory. He all but whines when you’re finally pulling away for air, resting your forehead on his.

His lips are slick and kiss-bitten, face flushed and ears bright red. His chest is heaving and his eyes are closed in bliss. He looks wrecked and you’re not doubting that you look the same, but looking at him like this makes your stomach flutter.

You giggle, this time a more deliberate sound. “You’re distracting me.”

He huffs in disbelief and pulls back to look at you. You can feel his hands grow warmer in your skin with each passing second, the blush on his face deepening. “You’re distracting me! I’m supposed to be teaching you.”

“Well, you’re not doing a very good job,” you wince playfully, nudging his wounded foot.

As if it were possible, his smile widens and an airy laugh reverberates in his chest. “Yeah, cuz you’re looking at me like that.”

He dives in to capture your lips once more and hums at the contact. It’s notably more difficult this time around, your smiles getting in the way as your teeth clumsily scratch against each other. But it doesn’t stop either of you from pressing on, lips locking and clicking with every ebb and it makes your fingers twist into his tee. He pulls back with his lips comically puckered and placing them on your forehead for one final kiss.

“You're fine. You’re gonna get it, hmm?” He looks at you expectantly and you just about melt in his arms. It’s a silly thing, sure, but he sounds so sure, so confident in you. And his brown eyes are wide and teeming with ardor. You nod, a huge grin on your face.

“Let’s just hope you’re not in a cast by then.”

#incapable of writing short thing sorry <3 #i got. invested in the slow dancing part.#ᝰ cece’s scribbles #ღ 300 celebration !#steve harrington #stranger things #steve harrington x you #steve harrington blurb #steve harrington fanfic #steve harrington fluff #steve harrington x y/n #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington x gn!reader #steve harrington hc #stranger things fluff #stranger things blurb #stranger things fic #steve stranger things

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da-birb-writes-sometimes · 9 months

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HI HI DOVE!!!! :D you were so thorough with the rules of your event (I NEVER THOUGHT TO ASK PEOPLE FOR BACKUPS HELP?????????)

but ofc ofc you can probably guess who i was going to ask for LMAO but i promise my backups will NOT BE FOR AZUL PROMISE!!!!

i was immediately intrigued by the prompt "By the babbling brook" so i would like to request azul and that!! maybe friends to lovers vibes because im a suck for that??? AS FOR BACKUPS HMMM

"Caught in the rain" WITH VIL WOULD BE SO CUTE :((( I CAN IMAGINE HIM BEING CONCERNED FOR HIS APPEARANCE??? even though his makeup is probably waterproof LMAO

"Stargazing" with trey sniffle cough cough.,.,.,. it would be so soothing AND ACTUALLY I DONT REQUEST TREY CONTENT LIKE EVER EVEN THOUGH HES MY BESTIE?!?!?!?

so yea atcually i think ALL of these are cute so i dont even really have backups LMAO JUST WRITE WHICHEVER ONE STRIKES YOU!!! THANK YOU SO MUCH OF HOSTING TIHS DOVE IM GOING TO BE SCREAING IN YOUR REBLOGS WHENEVER YOU POST WHWAHAWHAWHWAH <3333

By the Babbling Brook; Azul Ashengrotto

Content; Gender-neutral reader, friends-to-lovers, a smidgen of hurt/comfort

Word Count; 700+

AN: Auburn, why did you give me so many good ideas /hj. But I hope you enjoy your Azul. Everyone coming for the Fish Mafia content (3 more are lined up). As a reminder, do not put my work — or others for that matter — into AI as it steals. Link to Masterlist

You sat on a large boulder sitting in the middle of a shallow brook, dipping your legs in as an attempt to try and escape the heat of the day. Even from under the shade of the willow tree from above, the heat and humidity was still oppressive. And the chirping of cicadas only underscored the fact. And sitting on the boulder just a few centimetres away was Azul, pant legs rolled up to his knees and his legs in the water as well, trying to cool off as well.

The two of you had arranged a day to hang out, since the Coral Sea isn’t really the most hospitable place for anyone without fins or gills. So Azul had agreed to set aside some time in his schedule so that he could spend some time with you, and this time there was no Grim or nosey Leech twins to interrupt you. But why, why did today have to be so insufferably hot.

“Why couldn’t we go someplace cooler,” he groaned, pushing his hair out of his face. “Somewhere with… air conditioning?” At least the water was cold, which helped break the heat a little bit. Plus the shade from the willow tree kept the harshness of the midday sun at bay.

You flicked some water at him, and chortled at the dirty look he gave you. “Just wanted to check this out, see where it led,” you say in a chipper tone. You slipped down the boulder a bit, getting further into the water. The brook was shallow, only reaching about mid-calf.

Your hand brushed against Azul’s and he could have sworn it felt like an electric shock rather than a soft caress. “It led to a tree and some rocks,” he sighed.

You hummed, splashing a bit in the water as the stark coldness of the brook was finally breaking the sticky heat. “Well I think it led to an opportunity.”

“For what?” He didn’t really want to say it, but today, other than the Sevens forsaken heat, was nice. The two of you had just walked together, and had some nice conversations that melted into each other seamlessly.

A mischievous smile spread across your face and you splashed Azul in the face. “For that,” you laugh.

Azul spat out water, and the faintest bit of ink, blue flushing his cheeks. But his brief flash of anger mixed with embarrassment of being bested faded just as quickly as it had arisen. You looked so happy, sitting in the brook with the swaying branches of willows behind you. And Azul felt a lump form in his throat. They look… ethereal.

You noticed him staring and waved a hand in front of his face. “Helloooo,” you called, “ear- erm, Twisted Wonderland to Azul? You good?”

“YES,” he sputtered, getting up from the boulder and trying to get back to the banks of the brook. “I am perfectly fine, Prefect!” But the slight crack in his voice betrayed him. He was very much not okay, no. Why did he feel like there were butterflies in his stomach? Why did he feel weird around you? Why do you make me feel like this? Like a fish out of water?

You got up and followed him, a few paces behind. “I can tell when you’re lying, you know? Come on Azul, be honest with me. We’re friends after all.”

We’re friends after all. That line, why did it hurt so much? “I’m not lying,” he could feel you behind him, but he dared not to look back.

“Now you’re just lying to yourself,” you huff. “Come on, Azul, just say it.”

“Say what?!” He turned around and looked at you. The dappled light, and glittering water behind you only made the lump in his throat grow even more. “That I love you-” He snapped his mouth shut and held his breath.

That I love you. That’s what the feeling was. Love.

Your eyes widened, and you opened and closed your mouth, trying to decide what to say. “Well,” you say softly, “I love you too, Azul. I have for a while now.”

And who would have guessed that seeing where the brook led would lead to this. Two friends confessing that there was indeed something more between them.

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hrokkall · 1 year

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Saw a post the other day asking how P03 is able to see; my best guess is something like this.

I actually inspected P03′s 3D model for this which I don’t usually do (and then I proceeded to draw it off-model anyway. Whoops) but even outside of its hypothetical camera-vision, there’s a few other things of note:

P03 seems to have a lot of large vents (or at least things that look like some sort of ventilation/cooling). Two major ones on the chest, three on the top of the head (with potentially another on the side of its head), and one on the underside of its base (though that one might be for the hologram projection it uses to float). My best guess is that it’s because his factory is built right by the water where there would be a TON of moisture in the air. For that reason, some of them have got to be exhausts to make sure all of the air circulating in his torso is dry. That or he just overheats extremely easily I guess, but I’m leaning towards the humidity explanation (or it could be a combination of the two).

Its “eyes” are somewhere on the front of its face; whether it sees through a camera or just through the eyes on the screen via video game magic is up for debate, but it turns to face the player when they stand up so its vision probably isn’t on the sides of its head or something.

Similarly, P03 has some sort of sensitivity to touch (he reacts to Leshy’s hands gripping his monitor before Leshy says anything). I don’t think any “touch sensors” would be externally visible though.

Presumably (based on the ending to Act 3) P03′s head isn’t just a monitor, there’s vital systems in there as well (otherwise tearing its head off wouldn’t do anything to disrupt its upload/its ability to function). My best guess is that his power supply is in his chest so it would be the equivalent of just... unplugging your computer while it’s trying to preform updates.

The wire it uses to connect to the modules to update cards in Act 3 seems to come from either its neck or its torso, but in act 2 it’s very visibly on the side of the head. Granted the act 2 sprites are all pretty different from the Scrybes’ 3D models so that’s not an outlier.

The range of motion in P03′s arm seems pretty similar to a human arm; he has a ball-and-socket joint on the shoulder and a hinge joint on his elbow plus separate segments for the “wrist” and “hand”. The only thing it probably can’t do is twist its forearm.

I don’t have any idea what either of the cranks do. The head crank moves when it changes its expression so it might have something to do with its display, but the arm crank is only shown doing anything on the G0lly Uberbot hologram. My best guess is that P03 used to have a lot more built-in functions but ended up removing them in order to operate faster so a lot of the buttons and switches on it are just vestigial leftovers. (The idea of the arm crank being able to function as a hand-crank motor in a pinch is really funny though. Spin it a few times when P03 is out of power and you can generate just enough battery for it to tell you to fuck off then go back into sleep mode again).

I have no idea how the levitation works either. It’s cool and that’s why it works. No need to get more complicated than that.

#P03 #Hrokkall Sketch #Leshy is there too I guess but I'm not tagging him #I will talk about him for a second though #Unrelated to P03 but I headcanon Leshy had claws at one point (and still could grow them back)#He just chewed them off out of stress at some point between KMod and the main game #I have no idea who OP of the other post was that one's on me (and tumblr's search function is kind of shit so I can't find it </3)#Also I'll be honest I know nothing I'm saying is new: this is moreso reference for me #Sorry to anyone looking in the P03 maintag; this is just tagged with it for blog organization </3 #I might elaborate on some of this tomorrow (and make a more on-model drawing) I just wanted to get my thoughts down #EDIT: Feel free to add on! Please share your thoughts in my inbox if you have them I love reading them #EDIT 2: Added alt text + fixed some confusing wording #EDIT 3: Original post was by exlann

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princessfbi · 11 months

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okey so i need some tv recs for this hiatus 911 fan overall procedure fans i guess that's all the vibe i can think of to ask lol so hit me with your recs

EXCELLENT! So glad you’ve come to me Nonnie. I am honored. This is in no particular order but in terms of general procedurals with similar 911 vibes I’ve got a couple:

1. Sirens

It’s about a paramedic team in Chicago and it’s fucking hilarious. We're talking laugh out loud can still quote it from memory hilarious. There’s two seasons and each episode is about 25 minutes so it’s easy to get through. There is a British counterpart that is also funny but it’s definitely a different tone for sure.

**If you were a fan of Arrow then you'll recognize Josh Segarra

***Also you can scream with me and @lucydonato about the show

2. ER

I always describe 911 to people as ER for first responders. Part of that is because it’s so episodic. It gets really melodramatic at times and there are a LOT of story lines but for the most part the general stakes keep to one episode at a time and the show gives you permission to let things go which is nice. I’m a fan of the earlier seasons as opposed to the later seasons but Angela Bassett is in the last season. Lots of great guest spots and very character driven.

**Characters do die in this show so be aware of MCD warnings. No one is safe in that show. Except maybe Noah Wylie but that's cus it's Noah Wylie.

3. Numb3rs

It’s an awesome crime procedural with a twist on it. The oldest brother, Don, is an FBI agent who has his baby brother, Charlie, help him solve crime using math. This show has all the tropes too. Brother relationship, found family, etc etc.

4. Psych

It’s a procedural with a much lighter tone. Shawn pretends to be psychic and solves crime. It’s chaotic and messy and wonderful and perfect.

**Gives me coming home from the pool and vegging on the couch summer vibes.

5. Castle

On the same side of the coin, it’s another procedural with a twist. Castle is a successful mystery novelist who helps solve crime. Nathan Fillion for those fans of The Rookie and there's a lot powerful female characters in it.

6. Murder, She Wrote

MSW walked so that Castle could run. This is an oldie but a good. Angela Lansbury is a mystery writer who solves crime. It’s super cool knowing that she insisted on hiring a lot of older guest stars so that they could continue to be in the union and get their benefits. Also omg the 80s/90s wardrobe. There's also a couple of episodes with other detectives and crime solvers when Angela started to get tired carrying the weight of quality television on her shoulders.

7. Drop Dead Diva

THIS is such a good law procedural. It has the added bonus as having the same casting director as 911 so you’ll see a lot of familiar faces. But Deb is a model who died and got reincarnated in the body of a plus size lawyer named Jane and it’s the most wonderful little nugget that just existed in its own space. It was SO ahead of it's time on certain issues and it deals with a variety of topics such as body shaming, slut shaming, mental health, etc in such a kind and compassionate and positive way.

**Gives me late summer 'I haven't moved from the couch and omg it's season three' vibes

8. Scorpion

A team of geniuses (with neurodivergent representation in action genre scenarios) who help solve crime and crisis situations for homeland security. Lots of found family feelings! SO MANY! Big time character driven show.

9. White Collar

A white collar criminal agrees to help solve crime with the FBI agent who arrested him. Neal is so whumpable and it's one of the few times I've seen a fandom really embrace the idea of a poly relationship in fanon? Idk I wasn't really in it but the fics I saw all seemed to agree that no one would complain if Peter, Neal, and Elizabeth all lived happily ever after with their golden retriever. NOW, I will say this is a Jeff Eastin show and he has a tendency to take the amazing female characters in the show, throw them in a blender, and then bring them back as Frankenstein's monster bride and act like he didn't just ruin their character and it drives me fucking insane. BUT those first couple of seasons are fantastic.

Ask Me for TV Recs To Get You Through Hiatus

#anon #911 on abc #911 on fox #white collar #scorpion #murder she wrote #drop dead dive #castle #psych #numb3rs #er #sirens #tv show rec #wga solidarity #wga strong

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vivika-ka · 2 months

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Another fic idea I’ve started working on but most definitely will end up in my dusty WIP folder is Baby 5 seeking out Law to help her get Dellinger out of a very bad situation, like sex-trafficking-by-Doffy’s-former-clients situation.

While Dellinger heals and the three of them revisit the 3 years (!!!!) they spent together with the Doffy Family, both would end up being adopted by the Hearts.

I saw someone posting a manga screenshot of Dressrosa and it got me thinking about how Dellinger still refers to Law as a brother.

Even if they’re probably mocking Law in that scenario, it still highlights the fact that Law was there when they were a baby, and possibly even helped with taking care of them, as we see Baby 5 occasionally watch over Dellinger.

Many have already pointed out how Doffy and the Family taught Baby 5, Buffalo, and Dellinger that despite the betrayal, Law is their brother. They kept the familial tie to Law in order to twist the knife even further and get the kids angry on their behalf instead of having them analyze why Cora would leave with Law in the first place.

I’m thinking about the turmoil and possible guilt Law feels since Cora helped him escape and had to leave the other kids behind. I’m thinking about Baby 5 feeling guilty because she moved on and finally had the opportunity to build her self-worth outside of a toxic environment.

And I’m thinking about Law watching this kid who is just bubbling with misguided anger, and probably knows nothing other than being under the will of shitty people. That Dellinger could’ve been him.

Plus, the Heart Pirates are perfect for Dellinger and Baby 5 to heal with so much love and dedication. With the crew’s goofiness, their introspection, their patience. They are certified Trafalgar Law babysitters, baby.

Anyway. It would be cool if perfectionism didn’t screech all the time in my brain and I could write this fanfic lol.

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miamochi-writes · 1 year

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Daycare Snacks Vash AU Part 11

A/n: Again I apologize for delaying this chapter! But I hope you enjoy! Also I apologize for this being a long post to scroll through. There’s a lot I needed to add so I’m going to split this part up. Expect another update on this very soon <3

It was another hectic week at the daycare with Vash and Liz. Since the holidays were coming up, everyone was either decorating or trying to cram in as many lessons as they could for the kids. Even some of the kids were a bit more rowdier than usual as they were excited to celebrate. Then there were some who were starting to feel sad that they couldn’t see their friends or favorite helpers. Overall, there wasn’t a dull moment with anyone. It was the week before the holidays started and you were having your lunch break with Vash.

Ever since the night you invited him to the arcade, you’ve been telling Vash more about your actual favorite shows, games, and some of your collectibles. He never once interrupted you and just admired how passionate your were about your interests. Sometimes he’ll ask or remember the things you mentioned and would share memes or news about it that always put a smile to your face. Today at lunch, Vash wanted to show you a new video about one of his favorite video game series coming out.

“Okay so Y/n, think of it like this. It’s more open world so you can explore and do more things than what the original game series is known for! Just look at how beautiful the graphics are and the music too!” Vash gushed as he had to stop himself from shaking with joy while steadying his phone. You were captivated by the game trailer he showed you as you’ve never seen a video game look that beautiful with its gameplay with a simple but effective art style.

“That looks really cool! And you said it’s coming out soon right? Do you mind if I watch you play it once you get it?” you asked him.

“Of course! I’ll message you once I get it. Plus you’re more than welcome to come over to watch! And I can teach you how to play it if you like! It’s not that hard to play. I’m pretty sure I can adjust the settings for you so it isn’t too hard,” Vash explained as you couldn’t help but smile at how much he was willing to include you for things like this. Meanwhile, Liz and a few other coworkers were staring from the distance with a few smirks on their faces.

“You think they would’ve gotten together by now?” one of the workers mentioned as Liz waved them off.

“Listen, it’s getting there. Ever since I told Y/n I couldn’t make it to that cafe, things have been going smoothly. But maybe we can push ‘em a little more in the right direction,” Liz commented as she started racking her brain with a few ideas.

~*~

It was the end of the day where you and Vash waved goodbye to the last kid who got picked up. You both cleaned up and were about to gather your things in the employee lounge until Liz came in with a cup in her hand. Turned out she wanted to do a small gift exchange for the holidays next week for fun. Both you and Vash agreed it was a nice idea and picked out who you were going to gift. The only thing was, none of you can say who you got until next week when it was time to gift each other. After you picked, Vash took you home.

You were resting back at your apartment watching one of your favorite shows to pass the time before going to bed. As the plot twist was revealed, your phone rang and started you by surprise. You checked to see it was Vash calling you. You took a deep breath and picked up.

“Hey Vash, what’s up?” you greeted.

“Hey, Y/n, is this a good time to talk?” he asked.

“Yeah, you’re not bothering me or anything,” you replied as you heard him relax on the other end.

“Oh good! I was calling because one of my friends told me that there’s this big marketplace event called Traders Village happening tomorrow at the neighboring city nearby. There’s going to be all kinds of vendors there including local and big named ones too. I was wondering if you wanted to go with me? I figured it would be a good place to find some gift ideas for our gift exchange. It’ll only be a 30 minute drive to get there, but I hear it’s worth going to. Up to you,” Vash offered as you pondered on the idea.

“So what you’re saying is it’ll be a mini road trip?” you clarified as Vash laughed.

“I can provide the entertainment and snacks if you like,” he added as you giggled.

“Sure, I’d love to join,” you answered.

“Aw Y/n it’s going to be great! You won’t regret it. I’ll pick you up at 9!” he gushed as your smile grew bigger by how excited he was.

“Okay, I’ll see you then. Good night Vash,” you spoke.

“Good night Y/n,” he commented and then hung up. You grabbed the plushie he got you and then dialed Cora’s number. You explained to her what happened as she teased you to where your blush kept deepening in shades of red.

~*~

The next morning, you were dressed in your most comfy yet stylish clothes with a cardigan that pulled your look together. You even brought one of your bigger bags to carry a few items with you for today. Vash messaged you that he was on his way, while you waited outside your apartment for his car to pull up. You then saw his car parking and went downstairs to meet him. He unlocked his car so you can sit in the passenger seat. Vash was wearing a black turtleneck with a white button up where he left a few of the top buttons loose. He wore slightly black pants and some familiar combat boots.

“Morning! Someone looks ready to have fun!” Vash greeted as you flashed him a smile.

“I am, thanks for inviting me! So I’m curious what you have in plan while we get there,” you spoke as you buckled in your seatbelt.

“Oh I have lots of things ready for today. Just sit back and relax,” he added as he put his hand behind your seat and started to reverse the car. Turns out Vash made a playlist for this little road trip last night so you could be comfortable and jam out. He even packed some of your favorite snacks that you would ask for at the daycare and a couple of waters just in case. Vash made you the DJ for the first part of the trip while you talked to him as he drove. If he ever asked for a small snack and water, you got him covered. You actually surprised him by packing a few of his favorite snacks as well.

“Wait, you remembered?” he asked as you handed him his favorite treat from your bag.

“Of course I do! You’ve been treating me whenever we hang out and when you get me my snacks at daycare. Now it’s my turn. Although, I know it’s not much,” you answered as he grabbed the snack from you.

“No this is perfect! Thanks Y/n! I was actually craving this earlier, but the store near me ran out,” he replied after taking a few bites. Vash would continue talking about how great the market was. When you passed by certain areas, he would also point out how those were other memorable places that he wanted to take you another time.

After being on the road for 30 minutes, you both saw the sign for the market event as Vash drove to the nearest parking place. When he said it was called Traders Village, you had no idea that what he said was literal. It looked like the whole event took up the biggest space possible with multiple colorful tents for each shop. The place was much bigger than any convention space you’ve ever seen. Your mouth was agape from being awestruck that you didn’t realize Vash was opening your side of the door. He helped you get up as he had the biggest smile on his face.

“So what do you think?” Vash asked.

“I feel like I’m going to get lost, because this place is huge!” you commented.

“Just stay close to me and I’ll show you around! I’ll make sure that doesn’t happen. You let me know if there’s a booth you want to check out and we can take a look,” he offered his hand to you. You couldn’t believe how lucky you were to have him with you as you grabbed his hand. Vash led the way as you followed him. You got a glimpse of the entrance to see tons of people walking around to different vendors. The place was lively to say the least as you looked to see what each person was selling. Vash led you to one vendor who was selling trinkets and stationary items that had some characters you recognized on TV. You then pointed out another vendor who was selling vintage merch of old shows that Vash was gushing over as he showed you his favorites.

It wasn’t until you landed at a vendor who was selling jam and fruits at their table. You stopped Vash from moving forward and told him you wanted to check this place out. Once you walked up, you noticed the person was offering free tasting samples. You asked to try a few and the minute you tasted them, you were astonished with how sweet the flavors were.

“These are so much better than the grocery store!” you commented as the vendor laughed.

“I grew these myself, and took a lot of playing around until I got the right flavor. Are you interested in any?” she asked.

“Yes! Can I grab two of your most popular fruit and one jam?” you asked as she prepared some items. Once she rang you up to pay, Vash got in front of you and offered his card to the lady.

“Vash no!” you called out as Vash just gave you a grin.

“Just this one time,” he argued as you got slightly red.

“One time? You mean the multiple times you’ve done this every time we hang out?!” you questioned as you tried to pull his arm back and offer your card to the lady.

“I’ll cover this for today and you can pay whatever you like at the next vendor,” Vash offered as he slammed his card while the market lady just laughed.

“Y’all are the funniest couple I’ve seen today,” she commented as you turned a deeper shade of red after hearing that. Little did you know, Vash was also flustered from hearing that as you stuttered.

“Oh, w-w-we aren’t a couple. We work together and he invited me here,” you explained as the lady was still smirking at you both before handing over your items in a bag. Before you could answer again, Vash pointed out another vendor to check out. You noticed he was also flustered and that his ears were a tinge of red. You started thinking about what it would be like if you and Vash were a couple. But you mentally shook that thought out and had to focus on why you were here. Gift shopping. You can worry about Vash later.

The both of you looked at more booths and saw Vash purchase a few items for himself on some rare collectibles from a video game he couldn’t pass up on. Meanwhile you spotted a few notebooks and handmade jewelry that Vash didn’t stop you from buying. If anything, he was happy that you took the time to show him what caught your eye and gave his honest opinion about you wearing them.

“Those look great on you!” he would say as you happily purchased them. It wasn’t until you spotted one vendor who had the perfect item you could gift to Liz. You told Vash you wanted to stop by the booth and he agreed. But, he wanted to let you know there was another booth nearby he wanted to grab for his gift exchange and that he’ll be there or try to rush back to you. You figured it was okay as you went to the next vendor.

They had a variety of items, but what caught your eye was the handmade tumblers they had with different characters and logos on them. Liz was a coffee drinker and you overheard her talk about how much she loved this new show she was watching and one of the tumblers had the logo and a few characters on it. You never purchased an item so fast. The vendor also decided to give you a buy one get one free deal. You then picked a tumbler for yourself that you could see yourself using. Then you spotted the booth had some DVDs up for sale and one DVD caught your eye. It was the Fullmetal Alchemist Brotherhood DVD and Bluray collection with additional items as well. You remembered Vash telling you how much he wanted this but couldn’t find it anywhere.

“How much for the DVD set?” you asked.

“I would sell it for $80 but since you’ve bought a few things for me, I’ll give it to you for $40,” he offered as you immediately handed him your card. You glanced over to make sure Vash didn’t see you buying this as you made sure to double bag the item so he couldn’t see. You thanked the vendor before making your way to Vash. It looked like he was still at the booth but there were two people talking to him. Maybe it was people he knew? Upon closer look, you saw Vash’s face look uncomfortable as he was slowly backing away and frowning. You walked closer and started to hear their conversation.

“What? We just wanted to say hi to our old friend. Remember the nickname they gave you back then? Vash the Stampede? Or the Humanoid Typhoon?” one commented.

“Yeah, you were such a klutz back then! I can never forget how much of a mess you left that one time back in home period!" the other guy brought up. You noticed Vash was looking more timid.

“Nice to see that you guys are doing well,” Vash said in a more dejected tone that you never heard before.

“So what brings you here? Are you planning on stampeding this place too?” the guy asked.

“There you are! I was wondering where you went,” you chimed in as you held onto Vash’s arm. You could feel Vash slightly jump from your touch as he looked at you. His blue eyes looked into your e/c eyes and saw a mix of emotions.

“Oh and who’s this cutie? You didn’t tell us you brought someone with you Vash,” they commented as you kept a smile on your face, but mentally you were ready to throw hands at them.

“I’m Y/n, one of Vash’s friends. We work together at a daycare,” you introduced yourself as the guys chuckled.

“Vash? Vash the Stampede at a daycare? I bet it must be a lot of work cleaning up after his mess. Do you know how much of a riot he was back then in our class?” one of them laughed.

“Actually, Vash is the most responsible person I’ve ever worked with. The kids, parents, and staff trust him with everything. In fact, he mentored me when I first started working and had to clean up my mess. So if anything I was a handful,” you retorted with high praises but slowly started to glare at the two. You were so focused on the two guys that you didn’t notice yourself squeezing Vash’s arm and getting closer to him.

“Look we’re just saying as his old friends what we knew about Vash back then. Just wanted to warn you about him is all,” one of the guys was defending himself as you took one step forward.

“You know last time I checked, friends don’t bring each other down like that. Also warning me? That’s for me to decide about who I pick to be with. And I pick Vash. Now if you’re done talking, we got places to go,” you said a bit aggressively as you pulled Vash away. You kept walking until you found a bench to sit on and noticed Vash was too quiet for you liking. You looked at him to see him staring at you with wide eyes.

“Everything okay Vash? About earlier, I kinda overheard and couldn’t standby. In my defense they didn’t seem like good friends,” you spoke trying to get a feel of the mood right now. His blue eyes never looked away from yours as you were starting to fidget a bit.

“No, I’m okay. I just wanted to ask...everything you said back there. Did you mean it?” he asked.

“Of course, I stand by what I said back there. You’re such a huge help and someone I look up to. And once we started hanging out more, I realized anyone is lucky to have you in their life. As for your “friends” earlier they’re still jerks,” you answered as you pouted at the thought of those guys.

“Would you still say the same if I told you what they said was true? Like them calling me Vash the Stampede? Humanoid Typhoon? The guy who was known to make messes wherever he goes? Would you still hang out with me?” Vash asked once more as you looked away to think.

“You know my parents once told me this saying. Life is kinda like a movie. When you meet someone, you meet them in the middle of the film. You can’t stop the film, so I have no idea what happened before then or what will happen in the future. I guess what I’m trying to say is I met you right in the middle. I have no idea about what happened before. BUT, I’m willing to listen how you listened to me like last time. I’d like to learn more about you if you let me. The good and bad. So I’m sticking by you regardless,” you answered as you flashed him a fond smile as you felt yourself blush. It took a lot for you to say that, but after how Vash asked you...he needed to know.

Vash was still quiet, but his blue eyes started to light up at your answer. You could even see his cheeks turning pink which you found absolutely cute. He then pulled you into a tight hug and whispered, “Thank you, I don’t know how I got lucky on meeting you.” Oh you were extra grateful that Vash couldn’t see how much your face was turning red as a tomato. Everything he did was making your heart rush to where you might have to call an ambulance for what he was doing. You then hugged him back as best as you could before he pulled away.

“Sorry for making you worry earlier and asking that. My mind tends to wander. Hope this didn’t ruin our market day,” Vash apologized as he scratched his cheek and let out a nervous laugh. You shook your head and waved off his comment.

“Oh no, not at all! You have nothing to apologize for! Besides I needed a quick break before buying some more again. Plus, we haven’t even explored a good chunk yet!” you reassured him as he looked at your bags.

“Woah, you bought a lot there. Is that for the gift exchange?” he pointed out as you looked at the bag filled with gifts. You made sure it was hidden well so he couldn’t see the contents inside and nodded at him.

“Wow! Whoever you got must be really lucky!” he commented. You giggled trying to hold back the surprise and thought oh yeah they’re pretty lucky.

“Oh speaking of, I spotted this booth you might like! Come on, let’s hurry before they run out of stuff!” Vash mentioned as he got up and pulled you with him. He even grabbed some of your bags because he insisted. You gave in as he made a puppy face at you, but you made sure you held your most recent purchase.

“Hang on tight, don’t want to lose you in this crowd,” he finished and quickly turned to look at you while flashing you that beautiful smile of his. With the way he was holding you close, hand-in-hand, and then that face, you felt your stomach turn in knots as your heart raced once more. Oh if only he know what exactly he did to you so effortlessly.

A/n: Hi! Thanks for reading probably my longest chapter! Again this is half of the full chapter I wanted to release. But I rather split it up for everyone who reads this. Thanks for being patient with me! I hope you like this and like the next one <3

@marydragneell @daschstuff

#vash x reader #vash x y/n #vash x you #vash the stampede #vash au #vash the stampede x reader #trigun stampede #trigun fic #trigun x reader #miamochi writes

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writebackatya · 1 year

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DuckTales Team Ideas:

You know what love about DuckTales?! A lot of things. But more specifically the found family aspect of the show and all of its characters!! I love that within this found family are groups/teams built up from this group of badass adventurers. You got your Team Science, Webby and her friends, the Duck Boys, the Original Three, etc. But you know what? We can make even more teams out of these fun characters! So here’s a list of team up ideas that I think would be fun! Post-canon stuff up ahead so beware of spoilers:

Rules for teams:

1. Must consist of at least three people, cause Disney loves their trios

2. Must have a team name

3. A third rule, cause trios

The Moon Crew: Della, Selene, and Penumbra

I made a post about this team up before but I’ll post it again. We need Della to go on adventure with her badass Amazon girlfriends. It’d be fun. Personally I think the adventure should be a fish out of water story in Duckburg. I mean think about it, one’s a goddess, one’s a moon lander, and the final member hasn’t been on earth for an entire decade. Imagine the shenanigans! Well I can, I’m working on a story about that. Well not about that particularly but it’s an aspect of the story. Anyway moving on

Team Webby: Dewey, Lena, and Violet

Do you know what I’d like to see? Webby’s best friends (yeah I don’t care what Scrooge said, Dewey can be Webby’s family and best friend) team-up to save Webby from Magica. I think it’d make for a fun adventure.

(Also at one point Dewey needs to say Bippity Boppity Dew! Like at the moment the group stops Magica and her evil plan)

SEA-Nior Junior Woodchucks: Fethry, Huey, and Violet (Also Launchpad and BOYD, but I’m picking main threes here cause trios)

Who doesn’t love these three? Jerks! That’s who! We need more Fethry! Huey is great! Violet is underrated! They’re all Junior Woodchucks! And they need to go on a sea related adventure! Also they’re all…

Bad Bit Rebel Squad: Gandra, Gosalyn, and Lena

Stop me if you heard this one before: a good natured loving hero gets paired up with a snarky street smart loner. Anyway. What if we put all that sass together in one killer trio? No villain would be able to stand up to that much sass

Bad Bitches would be a group that consists of Della, Gandra, Gosalyn, Lena, Penumbra, and Goldie. And you know what? Throw Louie in there as well

Spy Team: Dewey, Gandra, and Webby

So…anybody else think it would’ve been so great to see these three team-up? They all have a spy background! Webby’s granny is a spy, Gandra is a spy, Dewey dew-geared Double O Duck with Launchpad*. It would be cool to see Webby and Gandra fight on the same side. Plus I think Dewey and Gandra has great comedic potential [shameful fanfic plug] Also you Beakley and Launchpad could also be a part of that team. Now the question is: Would the Beakley and Gandra dynamic be more Beakley and Lena 2.0 or Beakley and Della 2.0? Only you can decide!

The Yahoo Community: Della, Gyro, Huey, and Manny

Larry, all these actors were on DuckTales and Season 6 of Community

SIX SEASONS AND A MOVIE!

Clone McDucks: May, June, and Webby

Yeah, we needed to see these three get in their own adventure together. It would’ve been great. I think they’d embrace the fact that they’re clones but they’re own person. Also Clone McDuck sounds similar to Clan McDuck. I thought it was cute. Also I really just want to drive the point home that they’re clones just to irk those reading this who didn’t care for the final twist. I mean I thought it was cool and I loved rewatching the entire series a second time while knowing the twist. It gave me a whole new perspective on the series and they really foreshadowed in parts I didn’t notice on my first watch through but hey everyone is entitled to their own opinion

The Justice Ducks: Darkwing Duck, Gizmoduck, Storkules, Penumbra

Any fan of the original Darkwing Duck should be familiar with the Justice Ducks. Well I always thought if that team were to ever be brought into the DuckTales 2017 universe that both Storkules and Penumbra would fit in perfectly with that group. Both Penumbra and Storkules are warriors that fought for their people and have struggled to fit in with the world, so why not have a job that involves doing what they do best? Fighting for those they care about

The Tremendous Triplets: Huey, Dewey, June, Louie, May, and Webby

It’s twice the amount of triplets! The six of them would be unstoppable!! This show needed more than three seasons damn it!!!

Anyway I hope you enjoyed this rambling! If you have any team ideas please share them! They don’t all have to be trios and if you can come up with a name too, that would be great! Also if you come up with a better name for any of the groups I made up, please share them! I know The Tremendous Trios isn’t that great. I just love alliteration and thought it would be cool if their name had 3 T’s cause…trios.

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circusclownproductions · 3 months

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Literally no one asked me for this but I need to distract myself so here’s my Gum Rankings cuz I’m a connoisseur

Trident- 7.5/10 for me I have to eat 2 at a time cuz I need more resistance than just the one gives me, the flavor doesn’t last long enough for u to even get the gum soft enough to blow bubbles too cuz it’s like a brick. BUT I like the packets a LOT (they’re like little foldy wallets hehe :D) and the flavors are very good in the beginning plus it’s very thick and puts a lot of pressure on my jaw(good autism👍)

Trident flavors - the Island Berry Lime and Dragon Fruit Lychee ones are the best ones I’ve tried so far, I really like pairing one Tropical Twist with one Watermelon Twist it is an Experience for sure. Worst flavor is Wintergreen. It just burns

Extra- 8/10 very good texture and it’s almost immediately poppable plus it lasts for like 2 hours. I really like the big packs they come in cuz I save them and reuse them to hold my button collection :> only grievance is that they’re very soft and don’t put any pressure on my jaw unless I eat two of them but then it’s TOO much so I have to eat 1.5 and that’s rlly awkward and just generally annoying

Extra flavors- Pink lemonade will always be on top‼️ watermelon is the worst one it’s like eating an eraser NO CINNAMON cinnamon is the worst idk WHO thought that’d be a good idea but it’s like hot tamales but worse

Hubba Bubba - 10/10 I love it so much omg perfect texture and it’s IN A TAPE DISPENSER that’s so cool I always thought that was so cool and it also means I can get however much I want

Hubba Bubba flavors - ive only had the og and the sour blue raspberry which both went hard asf

5- 7/10 flavor is strong and long lasting but I have to eat 2 which sucks cuz they’re the big ones so it’s actually the whole 1.5 situation all over again and they don’t have a ton of flavors it’s just mint mint strawberry and whatever the hell “elixir” is (I’m aware there’s other ones they’re hard to come across)

5 flavors- strawberry is the best and spearmint is the worst not that it had much competition but still

Orbit- 3/10 not nearly enough gum per pack with how much I need and I don’t like the design of it tbh. Plus it’s got that brick texture and the flavor lasts for like 15 minutes.

Orbit flavors- it’s all mint. Why is everything mixed with mint. Strawberry is the best wintermint is the worst

Ice Breakers Ice Cubes- 6/10 have to eat like 3 but also I get to eat a cube and it’s just so silly and fun to me idk. And I can reuse the containers for my little seed starters I make. Flavor doesn’t last very long tho :(

Ice Breakers flavors- cherry limeade is the best cinnamon is the worst. Pls stop with the cinnamon

Juicy Fruit- 6/10 it’s a very good texture and the flavor and packaging is very nostalgic to me but it’s almost sickly sweet and I can only stand it every once in a while.

Juicy Fruit flavors- I have literally never found a flavor other than the original

Eclipse- 4/10 I like the texture, I have to eat two as usual but still. Hate the unnecessary packaging like you could’ve just put MORE gum in there but instead you’re wasting my time with this clunky package I can never seem to open. No fun flavors :(

Eclipse flavors- they’re all mint again polar ice is my favorite and I’m a lifelong spearmint hater

And I think that’s it unless I think of another brand yeah :D thanks for letting me yap about gum on the internet

#long post #very important information obviously #🍱

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lil-oreo-crumbles · 1 month

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One of the biggest canon plotholes in the Toffipsa/p plotline for my AU happens in Stranger Danger, when Star is bargaining with her mom and says: “When Toffee was destroyed she’d be set free. Well, Toffee’s gone-”

Eclipsa was in the cell when Star said it and didn’t have any sort of reaction. There’s a few reasons why this is that I’ve come up with:

She simply just wasn’t paying attention/she didn’t comprehend the name being said (boo boring. Star said the name twice she couldn’t have ignored it both times. Edit: rewatched the episode and she said it THREE times.)

She didn’t assume that the Toffee they were referring to was her Toffee and brushed away the thought. Toffee was the affectionate nickname she gave him and never assumed he’d ever take it on as a real name. Considering their tragic fallout, she would never guess that he would even dream of using that name for himself. Along with this, the image she has of Toffee is this sweet little innocent precious boy, definitely not someone capable of murder much less someone who’d join an army.

She fully considered that the Toffee they referred to was her Toffee— just was able to keep her cool in the moment— and she had a mental crisis about it that night. However she eventually denied and dismissed the thought and tried to ignore it the best she could. That sweetheart lizard boy she knew and loved would never. He couldn’t even bring himself to hurt a fly. Plus she’d hate the idea that she caused the death of her childhood best friend, so she just went hard denial mode.

This was some sort of sadistic trick Seth was playing. Since he was the one who killed her mom, Eclipsa was already convinced that he was the one Moon was trying to kill because he had done the same thing to her. Seth was up to something and this was all some twisted game.

Something else? Possibly? That I haven’t thought of??

If only she knew it was him amiright.

Personally I think it’s a combo of 2 and 3 🫶🏻

#svtfoe #star vs the forces of evil #septarsis dragonfly au #eclipsa butterfly #toffipsa/p #toffee of septarsis #toffipsa #look im trying ok #ive been stewing on this for years #I gotta come up with some sort of explanation #I can’t stand plot holes lol

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DOMINI PROMPTS >:3 OKAY. SO. [STRADDLE ] I'm thinking Asher plus... SOMEONE. David? Huxley? Damien? WHO TICKLES YOUR FANCY?? >:3 <33

EJ, my starshine, my science lord, my werewolf queen!!!!! You gave me so many options! Okay, I went DASH because I love all of these characters but David is particularly fun to throw in the mix. I hope you like how it turned out. Thank you so much for the ask!

David/Asher aka DASH

tags: getting together, post inversion, light angst because of feelings, friends to lovers

On the Mat

His back hit the mat hard enough to make him question if it was padding at all. His breath came out hard, so fast that for a long second he struggled to get another in.

David leaned over him, one hand to his collar below his neck to keep him pinned and his knees in the mat on either side of his chest. “You okay?” he asked, serious.

Asher snorted, bucked, rolled, and elbowed to toss David off and twist around, until he had the bigger man face down with his arm behind his back. David growled into the mat, shoulders rolling under that thin shirt and fists clenching.

Asher pulled his arm tighter, a knee in his lower back keeping him from standing up with Asher on his back. “No shifting,” he reminded. It had been David’s idea and so much fun to throw back in his face.

“That was when I thought you needed the edge,” he snarled against the mat, looking back at Asher from the corner of his eye.

Asher grinned, breath fast and skin tacky from sweat. “You think you have the edge when we’re shifted, buddy?” David had shown up at his apartment that morning suggesting they go for a run and then they’d done some weightlifting at the den before he brought up sparring. They hadn’t done this in years. They used to spar all the time. They used to train together all the time. But they’d been kids and that felt like a long time ago now. Years ago, before David was alpha. They always had other stuff to do now. It wasn’t like they didn’t see each other. It wasn’t like they weren’t still best friends. It was just… different.

And this wasn’t David rekindling their old routines. Asher knew that. This was him being alpha, checking to make sure Asher was still fit to fight. He tried not to let that burn. He told himself it was fair, it was right, and it was okay. But he pulled David’s arm tighter and dug his knee down to keep him pinned a little longer, just to make sure he drove home that he hadn’t dropped the ball after that shit with the shade. He’d been laid up for a month after that, barely remembered most of it.

It was snippets of everything before and everything after, and sometimes, at night, he remembered David screaming his name in the worst way ever.

Asher let him go and jumped to his feet, breath puffing as he clawed sweaty hair out of his face. “Any other tests, boss?”

David rolled onto his back and sat up, looking back at him. “Tests?”

Asher rolled his eyes, reminding himself again not to take offense. David was just doing his job. Still, he fisted a hand in the front of his own tank top and jerked it up and to the side, flashing the length of his chest and those long, deep scars. “You wanna get a look too? Make sure they’re not still splitting open or anything?” He grinned when he said it, like he could hide the jab of pain in his heart—like he’d ever been able to hide anything from David. Well, anything but the one biggest thing. Somehow David had never seen that.

His eyes dropped down to Asher’s exposed chest, his expression unreadable but his eyes so focused that they made something in Asher’s chest flutter and his skin feel raw again.

“I promise not to faint or bleed on any of the clients, boss,” Asher said and almost made it sound funny too.

“Stop fucking calling me boss,” David growled.

Asher saluted and started to turn, to walk away. He’d made this awkward. He’d cool off and then apologize—

David swept his legs out from under him.

Asher hit the mat hard, this time chest down. “Fuck,” he growled, rolling over, but David grabbed his leg under the knee and pulled him back across the mat to him. And then David was on top of him. He was fast for a big guy.

“Are you serious?” David grumbled.

Asher rolled his eyes and tried to sit up.

David put a hand to his chest and flattened him out under him, those eyes boring into him still. “You think… You think I’m testing your health by roughing you up?”

Asher snorted. “You think this is rough?” he joked.

David was not taking the humor bait. “Ash…”

Asher sighed and turned his head to look away. “I’m sorry if I—”

“Don’t fucking apologize!” David yelled.

Asher’s head snapped forward again. He wasn’t afraid of David. He had never been afraid of David. “What the fuck else would this be? You haven’t asked me to go running or training with you since—” He stopped but didn’t look away, they both knew what he’d almost said. “Since you became alpha,” he finished, softer.

David actually looked like he was going to argue, face pinching before he crunched the numbers and seemed to realize for the first time that that was true.

“I get it,” Asher said, not angry anymore. He’d never been good at staying angry, let alone at the people he loved. “You have to make sure I’m fit enough to do my job as beta and for jobs—”

David winced and shook his head. “I wasn’t… It wasn’t that.”

Asher blinked up at him. He was telling the truth. “Then why…”

David looked down at him, something unfathomable in his eyes. And then his big hand moved down Asher’s chest, from his collar, over his heart, and down. He lifted Asher’s tank top up again. He sat back on Asher’s hips and looked at the scars. He swallowed hard, jaw tight when he dragged his thumb across one of them, the deepest one.

Asher’s breath caught but he didn’t move or say anything, just watching David’s face. What was that? He hadn’t ever seen him look like that before. Not ever. It was some sort of hurt but…

“I thought I was going to lose you,” he said so lowly that Asher almost missed it over the pounding of his own heart. “You… There was so much blood, Ash. You followed me in without even a second thought and you almost died.”

Asher jerked on the floor, lifting up onto his elbows and staring up at David. “That’s not your fault. None of that is your fault, David. Of course, I followed you.”

David winced, eyes closing. His jaw tensed and his nodded once.

Asher realized what he was thinking. He grabbed the back of David’s hand, the other man’s fingers still splayed against his bare chest. “I didn’t follow you because you were my alpha. I followed because you’re you. …Wouldn’t you have followed me?”

David’s eyes opened, staring down at him. “Of course.”

Asher nodded. “Wherever we’re going, we go together.”

David’s hand flexed against Asher’s abdomen, like he was suddenly aware he was still touching him and that Asher’s hand was holding his.

Asher let go, huffing an easy laugh to let him off the hook for whatever this wave of intimacy had been. “So, you’re clear. No more guilt or whatever. I’m alive and still able to kick your ass. All is right in the world.”

David didn’t get up and he didn’t take his hand off of him. “Do you remember the last time we sparred?”

Asher froze, heat rushing up to his face. He was suddenly very aware that David was sitting on his hips. He swallowed, remembering that day very clearly. Years ago, right before Gabe’s accident. Asher had made a move. The only and last move. He hadn’t planned to, he’d been crushing on his best friend for a while, maybe forever, and he’d pinned him to the mat that day and kissed him. David had sputtered and stared and Asher had run off. They’d never talked about it again. It hadn’t seemed important after the accident.

David watched Asher’s face. “I took a lot of shit for granted… Like everything would still be the same later, when I was ready.”

Asher’s heart pounded high in his chest. No fucking way. Was…Was David making a move? Asking if Asher was still interested? “It’s all still the same,” he said, no hesitation. He wasn’t going to lie about how he felt. He’d accepted that it wasn’t reciprocated and let it go. David’s friendship was worth everything to him.

David exhaled like he’d just dodged a comet, shoulders easing and hand sliding up Asher’s chest, to his heart, like it wasn’t even intentional.

Asher marveled. “If this is because you feel guilty or like you owe me…” he started gently.

David shook his head. “It’s not. I just… After my dad I really couldn’t think about anything else and then, when I could, I was alpha and you’re my beta. I-I couldn’t have done this without you and I can’t imagine not having you.”

Asher smiled. “Did you think I’d bail on you if you made a move?”

David swallowed hard, shaking his head and not quite meeting his gaze.

Asher’s smile faltered. “Oh, buddy…” He reached up, curling a hand behind David’s neck to drag him down to him, their foreheads together. David had always feared the pack doing what he wanted out of fear or out of sheer respect for his position. Sometimes it had to be like that, but Asher knew that wasn’t how he’d wanted things between them even as friends let alone… “I would never do that.”

David sighed, his breath curling against Asher’s lips.

Asher smiled, fingers squeezing and rubbing the back of David’s neck. “Did you… David, are we sparring because you wanted to remind me that I can throw you, before you ask me out?”

David shrugged, his hand sliding up Asher’s chest, over his collar, to cup the side of his neck.

Asher laughed. “I’m not scared of you.” He gasped. “Wait! Does this mean you were taking it easy on me?”

A smile tugged at the corner of David’s mouth and a glint flickered in his eyes.

“Oh, son of a b—”

David kissed him, stopping not just his words but his thoughts. The kiss started blunt and then slowly grew deeper and deeper, until they both forgot how it had started.

#redactedverse #david/asher #DASH #get together #light angst #fanfic prompt #kissing #<3 #dominimoonbeam tries script writing and loves it so much

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caaaatoad · 2 years

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Childe fluff PLS PLSSS

A/N: OFC thank youu so much for requesting!! I hope he is not too OOC and hope you like it<3

“DO YOU TRUST ME?” (Childe x gn!reader)

Pairing: Childe x gn!reader

Genre/format: fluff (drabble - 700 words)

Warnings: Childe’s REAL NAME SPOILER!, reader gets a bit drunk, alcohol, slight mention of blood bc fatui harbinger stuff, REST IS FLUFFY!😤

Summary: You trust the part of him he only shows you. And that part is all of him.

“Do you trust me?”

You looked up at him. His arm extended, his usual dead eyes sparkling. He looked eager to have your hand in his own, fiddling his fingers slightly, but his eyes were patient.

You weren’t sure, but everything seemed more beautiful under the moonlight. Everything looked less daunting seeing through rosy lenses of a little too much wine. Your face was flushed similarly.

‘A little too much’ was an understatement. Your fuzzy mind understood the logic of why you came out to the garden hoping the cool, summer air would drop your body a few degrees.

However, it failed to realize why accepting a dance with a fatui harbinger was a bad idea.

Your loosely gripped his white leather gloves, but he held you strong enough for the both of you. Hands you were warned to stay away from, how much blood had stained the very palm pressed at the small of your back deemed it all lies.

Even if it was true, for once, you wanted to live this lie with him.

Your hands on his chest as he peeled off his scarf and wrapped it around your shoulders, he steadied you when you stumbled and held you firmer when you gripped onto his arms for balance. His strong arms, you could feel his muscles underneath his leather and the lapels of his suit.

You buried your face into his neck, as he slowly, tenderly, ran his fingers through your hair. Your senses were enveloped by him, breathing in his cologne.

“…what kind of dance is this?” You slurred, letting your head rest on his shoulder pad. He adjusted the coat tighter around your shoulders.

“A dance?” His chest rumbled against yours with his laughter. “My darling camarade, I don’t think such a grandeur of twists and turns will do you much good.”

You were his friend. You were his plus one at… whatever gathering this was.

“I want to be more,” was all you whispered, fighting back sleep as his shoulder and fur coat made excellent pillows. It usually was a thought.

There was silence. It filled the garden until even the quietest sounds of running water and whistling wind were the only things you heard.

Your legs felt like they be lost in the wind with how they trembled - easing as your feet left the ground.

With a gentle, yet secure hand underneath your thigh and a hand at your waist - you looked up and saw the man smiling down at you. His face looked like he drank too much, too.

But you knew he would never drink around others, when he was with you. Not in case for moments like these you nearly fell into the pond with the frogs, or wandered off places where the moonlight didn’t shine.

Tartaglia wouldn’t, Childe wouldn’t either. But you didn’t fall in love with the parts of him he only showed you the rest of the world.

You fell in love with Ajax. The part of him he only showed you.

Himself.

The man you liked to think that day the moon wouldn’t of had to reflect off his eyes to make them sparkle.

The man you liked to think his dead eyes lit up just by looking at you.

“Do you trust me?” He asked you, as if falling asleep on his chest that same night wasn’t enough.

“Do you trust me?” He’d asked you, on late nights he’d come home guilty for making you bring out the first-aid kid at 3 a.m.

“Do you trust me?” He’d tease, almost as if he knew you’d take his hand to wander the roofs of the sleeping harbour of Liyue. Sometimes he wavered.

Each time, his smiling mask would fall like running water - lost in the tide that was his kiss, waiting at the shore you both never wanted to return to.

You were never drowning. Your head was above the water. You trusted him as much as you trusted you brought his bright blue eyes back from the dead, without the help of the glistening stars overhead.

You no longer thought. Ajax told you himself.

You trust him. And he trusts you.

#genshin x reader #childe x reader #genshin imagines #childe x reader fluff #childe x y/n #childe x you #genshin x you

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s1ithers · 1 year

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finished da:o at last. thinking about my assortment of half-developed warden ocs who never quite gelled the way hawke did and i feel like it's partly that i never hit on a sequence of endgame choices that really felt like a payoff. da:o is a such a great build-your-own-blorbo kit, you get such juicy character concepts out of the origin choice & reactivity but i'd always get an oc to mid-late game and feel like they were a bit dressed up with nowhere to go bc the ending just doesn't... really cap their arc in a way that feels satisfying

there's some good crunchy episodic drama contained within the treaty quests but in terms of the overall structure, the warden hits their lowest point at the beginning and you spend the game powering up until you win, pretty straightforwardly depending on your choices. like yeah the dark ritual is edgy sexist bullshit but you need it, you need something there.

like the first 2/3 are a great arc. hero leaves home in exile, goes around finding friends & adventure, returns home changed by said adventures, confronts their past, wrenching emotional ordeal etc, moves on as their new actualized self to take on the big bad. which is great except everything pretty much comes up warden from there on out. you need some kind of climax crunch to test that actualized self, another pain point at the end

which they tried to do, it just falls a bit flat for me. i've heard the 'grey warden must die' twist criticized as feeling sprung out of nowhere but i don't mind that so much. between the whole 'in death, sacrifice' thing, duncan & jory, sophia dryden, etc, i think it's pretty well set up that this is an organization with dark secrets that their two bumbling junior recruits know way too little about. i do think it's a bit stock. 'will you die to save the world?' just isn't that interesting, there's a plain right answer both ethics & genre are pointing you to, which more importantly is not really tied to your character at all.

like say what you will about da2 but the ending pays the hell off bc it forces hawke to show who they are. a person could justify making either decision, so who your hawke is matters. every bit of character development is leading up to how they'll jump in that moment

and then after dropping the warden sacrifice on you, dao immediately offers you an escape hatch, which, unless your warden is really fussed about blood magic or whatever, of course you're gonna take. structurally i think this decision is leeched of a lot of potential by the fact that both options are coming as new information.

new guy we just met: wait! there's a problem! morrigan: don't worry i fixed it! okay! on we go then! thanks morrigan

(could've been cool if alistair knew a warden had to die from the start, so you're struggling to go on with this journey, knowing how it ends, really get some time to stew on that before morrigan drops her bomb. the full relief of a stay of execution, plus 'you're only telling me this now?!' gives the warden a somewhat more sympathetic reason to feel betrayed than like, self-centered dickishness)

but more than that, the options the game gives you to object don't acknowledge what's really so awful about it. like you get 1) dark magic scary. part of a pattern in how i think this franchise tends to (mis)apply blood magic etc as a narrative device, but, like, good option to have for roleplay. 2) is oldgodbaby a bad idea? valid question but doesn't really go anywhere (and is more or less locked into being an anticlimax, can't be world-shaking as a choice-dependent outcome)

but like that post that was going around. what it means for morrigan is so wrenching. is it what she wants for herself or is she still acting out her mother's will? can the warden know, or believe they know? if they ask her to go through with it, are they complicit in flemeth's abuse? or are they overriding morrigan's agency if they refuse out of concern for her? how does your warden's origin & personality frame how they see this - what they're entitled to, what they owe, what they believe about duty & autonomy & respect, they're relationship with morrigan, & with magic, & their own impending death.

these people who are so young & so traumatized flailing around hurting each other in their good intentions. the dark ritual as this awful act of desperation & mixed motivations & regret that tears this hard-won friend group apart (especially if alistair is involved). saving the world as a good clean victory over evil in the grand scope, at the cost of this cataclysmic sacrifice on the personal level - so intimate, so devastating, so small. THAT'S drama.

#all of that said it's not a bad ending. this is all in the spirit of musings not haterism lol #as long as the goodbyes at the gate keep making me cry i can't knock it #replaying shook some things loose i think i'm finally closing in on my canon worldstate #on the whole da:o held up better than i was afraid it would #revisiting a few years on i'm really realizing how much my complaints abt the series were retroactively colored by da:i #da:o's got issues but it's pretty solid #kind of nice to remember that oh yeah i -did- get obsessed with this because i. you know. liked it #lmao #anyway let's see if i can get through awakening before i have to devote myself to putting 700 hours in darkest dungeon 2 next week #da

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prpfs · 6 months

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🎣 <3 19 year old guy seeking 18+ longterm discord rps!

hi there! i’m a little late but i’m looking for good old fashioned horror/slasher roleplays! my reply times vary but usually, i get a reply out every 1-2 days (3-4 at the latest) and i write a decent length (imo). i wld prefer oc x oc atm :) mxm, fxf, fxm, are all cool with me and trans + nb characters are a plus in my eyes (i love queer roleplays!!!!)

things to note!

— i’d be down for our characters loving and hating each other at the same time for whatever reasons. give me heated arguments, dirty secrets, lies, jealousy, etc etc. horror + fucked up romances = chef’s kiss

— i love chatting about characters + plots ooc! don’t be a stranger! in terms of ocs, idc much about face claims and that sort of stuff, i’m pretty chill and don't mind if you just make up a character on the fly.

— i expect/want dirty and grimy content from this roleplay. we can discuss nsfw preferences in private (NSFW is very welcome btw) but in general i think gore, co-dependency, manipulation, stalking maybe? all that jazz

vague plot ideas in mind

— character a brings back character b (their highschool sweetheart, maybe) from the dead. character b is stuck with character a and despises them somewhat for bringing them back to life.

— character a is an incubus/demon/alien even and character b is a human. honestly any sort of monster x human rp wld be cool

— character a being a patrick bateman type of person while character b is a “harmless” piece of ass. character a pursues character b only to find out character b is just as twisted as character a is

— anything scream inspired, especially a rp where one character (idm which) is a regina george type

— character a being a sort of fucked up clone of character b’s rival (character b and their rival both being horrible mad scientists). character a looks like character b’s rival for the most part but has typical monster traits and character b has to take care of them. maybe character a is convinced character b is their partner or smth!

🎣 like if you’re interested and i’ll reach out to you!

Leave a like, and anon will get back to you!

#oc roleplay #oc rp #oc x oc #m/m #f/f #m/f #dead dove

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katyspersonal · 11 months

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1, 2, and 3 for Eileen <3

(If I have already asked about her, then I’ll be obscure and say Queen Yharnam actually 😯)

Glad to see that you never learn to not give me a choice, as usual xD

(Asks from this ( x ) meme)

1) What would their social media page/activity be like

For Eileen: I remember when I first posted a shitpost of different characters in the internet, Rhett (an old mutual from Twitter) suggested that she'd mostly advertise selling loot she got from the hunted hunters, being all like 'hey guys new merch soon! ✌️' and I've never been able to come up with a funnier idea xD I do think that even shitposting aside, her account would be very hmmm… lacking in personal posts? Just what I mentioned, and also various helpful tips/references/explanations threads - made by herself or reblogged!

For Annalise: I kinda imagine her not having a personal page, but instead let her servant(s) run one, passing her words or posting important announcements about Cainhurst! In her throne room, there is a table with the letter on it, that we can presume was the person writing things from her words directly. So I feel like in the internet, it'd be the same! However… I think if she DID want to get a personal account, she'd be a troll there XD Like Wendy's roasting tweets, but in more sophisticated and passive-aggressive manner. And just like that, people would try to provoke her to roast them and boast about it if they succeed :') She'd lock the account and make it more of a vent one after Healing Church cancels her online though :pensive:

2) What animal they remind me of

For Eileen: A hard one, since it is not easy to separate her from crow theme... However, I think despite the lore weight of that theme, in her case it ACTUALLY fits. Like, you could separate Patches and Rom from a spider, but a crow for Eileen just... it just feels so RIGHT, that there is no need for a loreless alternative I think x)

For Annalise: I feel like lynx! She strikes me as a wild feline but a lioness just doesn't work, plus a lion is already a Byrgenwerth thing,. Lynx, on the other hand, is a beautiful wild cat, a capable hunter but also a very smart cat that won't attack a human first! This cat is also associated with both ginger/red and grey color, that fits HER hair. I also think some informational field around this animal plays role - such as ancient legend/superstition in Greece that a lynx could see through objects (that makes me think of her helmet and her guards').

3) My thoughts on their design/aesthetic alone

For Eileen: I do like her design a lot! All lore outside, simply her design is a really cool take on plague doctor aesthetic! She is impossible to confuse with any other character like that, despite fictional universes having plenty of examples! Giving her large cape resembling feathered garb and sticking with dark blue colors was such a cool move! Really, no matter how often aesthetic is used, you can always add a unique twist to it!

For Annalise: Honestly, her appearance with de-melanized hair and helmet covering her entire face is way more cool and mysterious than her normal appearance seen in portrait and concept art. Her design is super minimalist; that dress lacks detail, but it just works so... good? I think it'd kill the vibe if she was in a really detailed dress or some fancy cape in the game. She creates strong impression with her talking and her story, not with how she looks, so lets say uhhh, 'unassuming' appearance is only better!

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Thank you for the ask!

#bloodborne #ask meme #annalise queen of the vilebloods #eileen the crow #dear god that ask was since april..... i am sooooooo sorry lol #cleaning my ask box bit by bit

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java-lava · 1 year

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The Eternal Rose

Part; 1

It was just another day in the life of an overworked, underpaid, stressed out personal assistant (who was in fact; not paid, nor was she a personal assistant)

(Reader) was finishing up the final touches for the new NRC event, which happened to be an ‘all school inclusive’ festival. (Reader) volunteered to host this event single handed…..NOT! Of course Crowley put all of his duty’s and responsibilities on the poor first year (again) and she had no one else to help her, except for her boys, Ace, Deuce, and Grim. (well, Azul did offer, but of course it came with a cost, and the girl wasn’t stupid like her boys were)

After putting the finishing touches on the last game for the festival, people started pouring in to play games, eat food, and watch the performances by the light music club. (Reader) noticed a couple faces of people she knew, Che’nya, and Neige, they noticed her as well because the next thing she knew Che’nya suddenly appeared hugging her and laughing at her shocked expression. Neige quickly ran up to them and apologized for Che’nya’s behavior but she waved him off and told him that she was used to it.

Soon , Neige and Che’nya left to go find the other people in their group, promising to meet up with her and introduce her to their friends later. (Reader) met up with the first years and actually got to enjoy a school event without the worry of an overblot. Towards the end of the day, (Reader) ran into her friends from RSA and was promptly introduced to the rest of their group;

A boy with eyes as blue as the sea, and hair as red as the reddest coral named Rielle.

A boy with a British accent (somehow in tw) with blond hair and a gold pocket watch named *1. Alexavier.

A boy with blond hair, eyes that looked like the sky on a sunny day, and the kindest smile (Reader) had ever seen named *2. Cedric.

And lastly, a boy with hair like gold, eyes the color of fresh lavender who looked he was day dreaming as we speak named *3. Aurelius.

For some reason (Reader) felt a pull that she couldn’t explain to learn more about the day dreamer, if only she knew that what she would uncover would not only turn her life upside down, but the lives of many people in Twisted Wonderland…. Including a certain narcoleptic boy with eyes far too similar to the boy she just met.

Notes;

So since the characters usually used for RSA are fannon characters(aside from Che’nya and Neige), because as of right now there aren’t official names or designs (at least that I know of) I only used Rielle, because I couldn’t come up with anything for him, plus I like his character. As far as the other characters I wanted to make them my own, and did research to find names that I thought suited them, for the reasons listed below. (The following name are according to my research on baby name websites)

*1. Alexavier means “mischievous” and while Alice is certainly curious, she can be mischievous at times and I believe her twst version would definitely lean more towards mischievous personality wise.

*2. The name Cedric means “kind and loved” and I feel like that is exactly Cinderella is (well, kind and loving) and in her twst version (my version) those are his most prominent personality traits.

*3. I saw the name Aurelius when looking up a name for Alexavier and it means “curious” which I’d you look at Aurora, she is a rather curious character, and I want her twst version (mine anyway) to bring that out more in his personality. Also, I think it sounds cool for his character.

I’ve had the idea for this story for awhile now so it’s mostly planned all the way out, I just need to fill in the details.

#twst #twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #silver vanrouge #lilia vanrouge #twisted wonderland x reader #malleus draconia #malleus x reader #neige leblanche #ace trappola #duece spade #grim twst #twst nrc #twst fanfic #twst x reader

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