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anonymouscheeses · 3 months

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Obvious shit I noticed part 3 (spoilers for welcome to heaven)

Look at her! "Teehee"

Also she's nervous! Foreshadowing omg 🤯

STICKERS! Two pride stickers and a cute donut. Gives me an idea to draw Chaggie at a donut shop while everything is burning down <3 (I'll probably do it but if any artist wants to as well go ahead!)

*CHOKES ON COFFEE* I LOVE THEM. I'M SORRY I GET SO GIDDY WHEN THEY HAVE EVEN THE SMALLEST INTERACTION BUT UGHHH I NEED MORE, IT WILL NEVER BE ENOUGH 🙏🙏

KISSY! MWA! *SCREAMS INTO THE VOID*

Vivzie give me more, moar now. MOAR

DAMN. SHE CAN THROW- or maybe it just exaggerates the perspective in this frame but still- ZAMNNN

Cherri x Sir Pentious fans RISE UP.

I wasn't ever really a fan of it myself but I always thought it was CUTE. Like 3 seconds before this part I was already begging for them to kiss 😭

More foreshadowing!

AAAAAA CREEPY BIRD THINGS!!!

Oh wait- Sera's hot and Emily's already adorable

If heaven don't look like what this is in the show, I DONT WANT IT! (THATS A JOKE PLEASE DON'T SMITE ME)

JEALOUS GIRLFRIEND VAGGIE!! Can I just say how much I love Vaggie's face expressions? Not just here but like all the time. She's just made to be so exaggerated, out of all of them I thought it would be Charlie who would have the most dramatic faces but Vaggie wins it for me. I JUST GIGGLE SO HARD WHEN SHE LOOKS LIKE THIS BAHAHAH

Okay yeah. It's very obvious now. Vaggie is definitely an ex-exterminator. They don't close in on Charlie here so it's made to subtly nudge the attention to Vaggie. HOW DID THEY IMMEDIATELY NOTICE IT WAS HER THO??

Hot-

That's it.

SHARE THAT MOTHUSSY GIRL-

YOU'RE TELLING ME SHE GREW OUT ALL OF THAT HAIR?!? YEAH ITS BEEN A LONG TIME SINCE THEN BUT STILL AJJSJD.

But overall the design is pretty meh. I always loved the idea of short hair Vaggie and even have seen art of it but it's just yknow, alright. Reminds me of Cassandra from Tangled: the series. IM LISTENING TO ONE OF THE SONGS RIGHT NOW HELPPP

THIS SCENE HERE! WOOOOO! SO GLAD WE KNOW WHEN AND WHERE THEY FIRST MET!! Wish we got it extended tho. And also probably push it to next episode so it would have a better impact(atleast I think thats when they'll have the duet). BUT WHATEVER SOMETHING IS BETTER THAN NOTHING! or uh whatever

Vaggie must've been a bit terrified at first. The only sinner she ever sent mercy to was a child. Then to see someone who to her is an adult sinner who just looks really human, that must be crazy. BUT THEN IF SHE WAS TOLD THAT CHARLIE WAS ACTUALLY THE PRINCESS OF HELL? HOOOO, LOCK IN AND STEAL HER. THAT'S SOME WATTPAD SHIT. Also, I wonder how long Charlie thought of redeeming sinners. It would make sense to be after meeting Vaggie, since it could have been a wake up call to the fact not all sinners are bad people. Even though Vaggie isn't a sinner technically, Charlie didn't know that at the time. But maybe Charlie was always like this but just needed to meet someone who could start her dream with her. Long rant uhhh

Haha penis 🫵

SCRAP WHATEVER I SAID IN THE FIRST PART. THEY PROBABLY DO FUCK- OR DONT?? I DONT KNOW- ANYWAY LESBIAN SEX (BOTTOM TEXT). WHY DO I CARE SO MUCH??? SOMEONE PULL THE TRIGGER.

Lute looks like a basic asf anime gorl. Adam doesn't ever take his helmet off, or maybe he just can't. OH HE'S DOING THE GAY SIGN 💅💅 Very appropriate for what he's saying

Mentor, apprentice. I love that Husk is just trying to help Angel grow but isn't going to force him into it if he doesn't want to.

Im not a fan of huskerdust and think they'd be better friends as I can't imagine a relationship with them at all. But it's still nice and they are supportive of eachother so that's like- yknow. Basic rules. Or something like that. (HELP. I ruined it all at the last part)

I- girl- WHY IS SHE GROWLING?? GRR GRR RR (INSERT TWILIGHT SAGA HERE)

VAGGIE'S FACE. SENDS ME. WHO GAVE HER THESE OVERDRAMATIC EXPRESSIONS, I APPLAUD YOU RGAGAGA

Ooo... I didnt like this part at all... Instead of making the choice she just runs off. Then because the plot demands it, Adam says nothing. Kinda whish she atleast avoided the question, maybe in some way that would require actual thinking? For a character like Vaggie, she could choose either way and it feel like it's still her. If she chose to protect Charlie's dream, she would still be perfectly loyal to her but in the act of so would reveal a secret that could harm their relationship(which does happen at the end but that's because the plot wanted it like that). If she chose to side with Adam, she'd be hurting Charlie emotionally, sure, but it would keep a secret that could make Charlie see Vaggie less than who she is to her already(atleast what Vaggie might think would happen). Imo it should've been her deciding to protect Charlie, since it would mean she's devoted to her at all times.

ANOTHER THING! IF SHE COULDN'T MAKE THE CHOICE, THAT IS SOMETHING INTERESTING TO GO INTO. Maybe it could go deeper into how Vaggie doesn't know who she is without Charlie. So when she has a choice to make, like here, she can't do it without feeling the need to ask Charlie. BUT NOOO, YA HAD TO GO WITH THIS!! Wow. That was a long ass rant. Wtf 😭

Maybe I'm a dumbass. Maybe they'll talk about that next episode, but still, atleast touch on it a bit to not seem rushed?

Angel looking out for his kids like a mom. We always did need the motherly figure, the one closest to that being Charlie but girl needs a mother in her life too(damn, wait, I did her so dirty).

Huh, so why does it work here then? 🤨🤨 if it was said in the contract that Valentino can do whatever he wants only in the studio, then why is this the exception? 🤨🤨

Yes I'm stupid. Why do you ask? (No genuinely what's happening here)

OH ITS THE IMAGE! I really like Sera so far, hope we get more of her soon or in season 2.

Now that we know the context of this, yeah, that's fucking insane. And badass. WOMEN.

HMM. THATS STRANGE. DID YOU NOT FOR ONCE THINK THERE COULD BE A POSSIBILITY SHE MIGHT HAVE BEEN AN ANGEL? Okay I probably wouldn't either but I have an excuse, I'm an idiot. Some girl with a standing out outfit, with one eye, looks unusually human, right after/during the extermination... that's pretty solid ass proof. But I'm dumb so don't take anything i say seriously :D

Imagine this. No- shit. Just-

JUST LOOK! THEY ARE SO CUTE! EVEN THOUGH CRAZY SHIT IS HAPPENING.

*SWEATS*

Vaggie is DESPERATE. PLEADING. That's obvious yeah, but don't mind me I had nothing to say for the last 3 images I just thought they were cool

I mean. Slay I guess. 😍💅

Do all the exterminators look similar or is it just Lute and Vaggie? 🤨

Even though Vaggie and Charlie may be going through this horrible thing with a hard punch in the gut, but Vaggie is always going to comfort her and I just think that's so adorable.

Also Adam looks like a chicken hah.

Everyone fears to be like Lucifer. If they don't do bad things they believe are for the greater good and make sacrifices that put them higher than those in hell, they could themselves be fallen. It's really interesting but I don't know if it's going to be fleshed out enough with the amount of episodes left. Which also worries me about everything else that still hasn't be concluded. There's gonna be loose strings I just know it. Hopefully though they rather do that then rush everything out y'know?

I want the next episode to be mostly focused on Vaggie and Charlie's relationship and the healing of what happened. Not for the entire episode of course, it would feel drawn out if it did, but atleast address the problem for the first like I would say 10 minutes? Then the rest would focus on one or two loose threads while also having Vaggie and Charlie acting upon moving on. That's just my idea but yeah-

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jellyfishoreo1206 · 10 months

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This is for my baba gorl, Garvil <3

Cutest lil goo/rat man to ever exist ^^

Some of the dialogue will follow/directly be from the actual game, but some of it may be edited or not added at all. Game, art, and the BUBO series belongs to @partuulla

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❤️🖤Meeting Gavril🖤❤️

Waking up in the middle of the night is a common occurrence for you, it has been for several years now. Mainly for the undeniable munchies or dying of horrendous thrist or sometimes because you're body just feels like it, which is very annoying whenever you don't feel like doing anything. Especially early in the morning too.

But tonight, it was due to the constant pawing at your stomach by your cat of 1 month, Grimace, Grimmy for short. He's a fairly small cat, no more than 3 months old or as you like to say, no bigger than 4 McDonald sauce packets. He's a orange cat, and oddly calm for his kind, but he has his moments sometimes. You found him in a bush in your front yard one day, head stuck in a Grimace milkshake cup, which is how he got his name. It was a pain trying to get his head out of the hole of the lid without hurting him, his mews were literally breaking your heart already.

And ever since then you've been taking care of him, eventually adopting him due to your extreme loneliness. You're parents were quite happy that you won't be alone when you sent them pictures of Grimace, but it doesn't quite fill the void in your heart, doesn't come close to human contact. You wish to visit your parents badly, but they live out of state and your job won't even give you a damn week off cause of your stuck up boss. You don't have any friends, other than the old lady that lives next door and regularly brings you food, and even inviting you to dinner whenever her grandchildren visits or whenever she makes too much food for her and her husband. She's the only thing that can even come close to filling the void, she treats you like one of her own children, always asking if you're okay and how you need to take care of yourself.

You've tried to, really, and it's helping little by little. Even if you feel like it isn't, which is a lot of times. Too many times. But the lady next door always assures you by saying you're improving, both physically and mentally.

As your eyes adjust to the darkness of your room, you notice you're quite thirsty, throat parched begging for water. With a sigh, you slowly sit up, picking up Grimmy off your stomach from his scuff so he doesn't topple over and off the bed, wouldn't want him to get hurt. He probably woke you up because he was hungry, or maybe he wanted to spend some time with you, it's an either-or with the cat.

Stretching your limbs until a satisfying pop was heard, you slowly trudge to the door (after grabbing your phone), feet dragging against the floor as Grimace follows close behind, letting out a soft meow to let you know.

You were confident in yourself to be able to navigate your house in the dark, turning down the hall that lead to the staircase, but something felt...off. It was colder in the house despite it being summer, and it felt like someone was watching your every move as you climbed down the stairs, slowly this time to try and hear anything else other than your own breathing and rapid heartbeat beating against your ribcage harshly. Goosebumps began to appear on your skin when Grimace starts to hiss, his body language appearing tense as he stares at whatever is at the bottom of the stairs.

Not paying attention to where you're going, your foot stepped in something cold and,..gooey? Quickly recoiling your foot in disgust, a noise leaving your mouth at the unexpected texture, only it doesn't budge. Whatever the substance was, kept your foot stuck. Turning on your flashlight to see what it was your foot was stuck in, you see it's a black puddle of goo, and it was slowly covering it. You followed where it the goo was coming from with your light. And if landed on hooded figure, who was standing in your living room, arm covering their eyes due to the sudden bright light. A whole ass man in your living room.

Fear coursed through your veins, and without thinking (since the figure was literally in an arm's reach) threw a punch to the side of his head out of pure panic and instinct, whilst dropping your phone. Surprisingly, that was able to knock the guy out, as he laid face down on the ground, unmoving.

And that also lead to the gooey substance to retract from your foot.

"Holy shit did I kill him??" Rushing towards the body, you put two fingers to the pulse on his neck to see if it's still there. Sure this may have been some robber or killer coming/breaking into your house, but it's better if you don't get charged with manslaughter and land a lifetime in prison for it. Thankfully he was still alive, but you've might've given him a concussion..

"Ah he'll live..hopefully." Grimace meows in disappointment, sniffing the stranger in curiosity, eventually becoming a loaf on his back. "What do I even do with the guy? I mean, obviously I should call the police, right?" Staring at the man, you decided you wanted to interrogate him. Why? Well because you have nothing better to do that's why, also you're still thirsty.

So here you are, sitting at your table after downing several glasses of water to quench your thirst. And at the other end of the table, was the knocked out man, his hands zipped tied behind the chair so he wouldn't try anything. "This is the stupidest thing I've ever done." Grimace, who finished eating some wet food, bonked his head against your arm, meowing in response, his version of comfort. Sometimes you wish he can talk, so you can have a full blown conversation with him, and not have it be one-sided. Though he isn't supposed to be on the table, you told him that many times before. So grabbing the scruff of his neck, you place him on your lap, where he decided to become a loaf once again.

A groan is what snaps your neck in the direction of the hooded man, his eyes blinking open. He doesn't seem to know what happened, as he is literally waking up with a concussion. Also maybe due to the bright light of the dining room..should you turn it down a little? No, you want answers, even if it kinda means possibly risking your life here.

"So...I'm alive." His voice sends shivers up your spine, goosebumps appearing on your skin. It has a mysterious deep tone to it, something you would hear when listening to a horror audio-book, and one that you absolutely adore. He seems to take in the situation he was in before meeting your eyes. A smirk creeps onto his face, God even his smirk looks-NO NO, FOCUS AT THE TASK AT HAND.

"You actually want to talk to me? My, you really must be lonely~" It's hard to concentrate on your thoughts when his voice is literally making your insides flutter. Keep in mind this is the same guy that broke into your house, get it together. Oh right, he asked a question or something, "What gave that away?" Sarcasm dripping from the question, an attempt to get yourself together and keep a level head.

"Ah, well I'm here to keep you company." He tilts his head, you can't really see anything with his hood on, as it shadowed the top half of his face. Only one strand of long curly black hair, and one of his eye's were visible to your line of sight. Now on the focus of his face, he has some rather sharp features, with a rather pointy goatee now that you noticed it, it's not too long, rather short. That smirk of his seems to widen as he watches you.

He continues on when you haven't said anything in a minute, "If you untie me, I'll be sure to reward your honesty!" What? You raise an eyebrow at the words that leave his mouth. Untie him? This guy literally broke into your house less than an hour ago, why should you untie him.

...But now you're curious, "..What kind of reward?"

"There's only one way to find out." This guy really sucks, why haven't you called the cops yet? Your phone is literally on your lap, and you have enough practice to dial any number without looking. So what's stopping you from doing so?

"I'm surprised you haven't called the cops already. You really are lonely!" He laughs in a mocking way, head thrown back a bit. This guy probably has a screw loose, or maybe it's you with the screw loose because you thought it'd be a good idea to interrogate him instead of calling the police.

Yes, you're just full of bright ideas.

Glancing at your phone, you run through the limited choices you have. You're quite close to just calling the police on this guy, he keeps talking. And he's quite cocky too. But then you wouldn't get the answers to the questions you have. Out of all of the houses on the block, why did he choose yours? It's literally the smallest house compared to all of the bigger houses, and the most bland out of them all. Maybe because you didn't have a security system? Most of your neighbors have them, hell some of them even have guard dogs too.

So, in probably what was the stupidest idea that has ever crossed your mind, you powered off your phone, throwing it on a counter nearby. "Wise decision, my friend!" He praised, though his expression goes blank after he said those words, "Hm..I guess I can't call you my friend yet if I don't know your name!"

Now he's asking for names? Man, this is some weird ass night. Before you could respond, a sharp pain was felt in your thigh, causing you to let out a small pained, "¡Pinche de puta madre!", as you winced at the pain. The stranger seemed a little shocked at your sudden reaction, raising an eyebrow as he continues to watch in curiosity. Looking to see the source of such pain, it turned out to be Grimace stretching his limbs out after being in such a position for so long. You nearly forgot he was in your lap, and how sharp his claws can be at times. You're not able to feel them due to your clothes preventing them from scratching your skin. But now that you're just in some shorts and an oversized shirt, you can quite clearly feel each and every claw of his digging into your skin.

Picking him up by the scruff, you decided you should just hold him in your arms, as if he were a baby. Well, he technically is a baby, he's your baby after all. And he's still learning, little baby don't even know what 2+2 is. You don't really trust putting him on the ground yet, as you don't know whether this man has any ill intentions, also because he's very curious about new people. "It's Y/N." You responded to his previous question, pretending as if nothing ever happened in the first place. The stranger stares at the cat in your arms for a few seconds longer, before meeting your gaze, a grin returning to his face.

"Well Y/N, I'm Gavril!" Gavril, what an, oddly suitable name for him? "I'd love to shake your hand right now..but..Well.." He's referring to the zip tie, a small chuckle leaving his lips. You slightly grimace at his words, "No thank you, don't really wanna touch you after seeing all that nasty goop around you, or..from you?" A shudder rocks through your body at the idea of the stuff coming from inside him, what is it anyway?

"Oh, don't mind all that!" He shrugs to the best of his ability, his head tilting to the side a bit, turning away from you a little, "It's hard to explain what it is, really. But you don't have to worry about it for as long as I am satisfied!" He faces you again, "Promise." Something in your stomach dropped, satisfied? What way does he mean that word? It could mean anything! Well, he probably most likely means food, or money, I mean, it wouldn't hurt just feeding him right? God now he sounds like some kind of pet. But feeding him would mean cutting the zip tie, cause you're not handfeeding him the food, that would be awkward and he'd be a smug little bitch about it too.

Grimace starts to meow in what you could assume is boredom, stretching his paw until it was tapping the bottom of your chin repeatedly. This was a daily occurrence for you and him, you don't know why he does it yet. Gavril seemed to find it quite funny, as he pursed his lips a bit, a small sound resembling a giggle was heard. You decided to ignore it for the time-being.

"Are..are you satisfied right now?" Something in your gut tells you that you probably already know the answer to this, a warning from your instincts. "It would be more satisfying if you were to untie me." Okay you were not expecting that answer. Gavril keeps going, "This position is very uncomfortable.." To be fair, you never meant for it to be comfortable. But the sudden thought of actually cutting the tie crossed your mind. The decision went back and forth for quite a bit before you sighed, standing up and going towards a drawer in your kitchen containing all kinds of junk, and with the only pairs of scissors you have. You had to put Grimace down for a brief moment on the counter to use your hands, and he as an orange cat in his nature, kept trying to leap off the counter to go investigate the new person. Each time he failed due to you quickly grabbing him before he got far.

With the scissors in hand, and Grimace in your hold, you cut the zip tie holding his hands, the snap of the tie seeming to echo in the nearly silent room. Your heart is beating in your ears, a sudden feeling of regret and anxiety rushes over you, as you try your best to walk back to your chair without falling over from how shakey your legs are. Chewing the inside of your cheek, you wait to see what he does. He immediately stretches his arms above his head, finally able to move his stiff arms from such an uncomfortable position for so long. He takes off his hood, finally being able to see his face without the shadows in the way. You were right, he has some sharp features now that the hood is out of the way. He's quite...handsome, and strangely beautiful in his own way, a warmth spreading through your cheeks. He seems to be in his late 30's, maybe his 40's even, his eyes have very prominent eye bags underneath them, and a beautifully carved face.

"Ahh, that's much better!" He gives you smile, crossing his arms as he leans on them a small bit, "Thank you, Y/N. If it's chat you want, it's a chat you'll get!" Finally, answers to the questions that have been floating in your mind. "Yeah, cool. I mainly just want to know.." You paused for a minute, picking out a question to ask from the piles apon piles of them stacking up in your brain.

"Why did you break into my house? It's quite literally the smallest on the block compared to the others." Your thumb brushes against Grimace's fur, an attempt to relax your nerves as you look anywhere else other than his intense gaze. "Oh, a friend led me here. We're both pretty hungry, so he might have smelled something good!" Fuck, is there more of him going around the block?? "He ran off a while ago, so I don't know where he is..hope he's alright." So there's a possibility that his friend is also breaking into the other houses.

"So there's more of you going around?"

"He and I are nothing alike. For one, he's a rat." A rat. He's friends with a rat. You have a feeling he hasn't had human interaction in quite some time. Though you can't really judge, you talk to your cat everyday as if he were a normal person. Then an image flashed in your mind, when Gavril was in your living room before you knocked him out, he had what seemed to be a tail made of the same substance as the goo. A tail, just like a rat's. "Is that why you have a tail? You part rat or something?" He seemed to perk up at the first question, he seemed confused. "What are you talking about?" He takes a few moments longer before he finally realized what you meant.

He blushes a small bit, averting his eyes to the side, fiddling with the sleeves of his coat. "Oh you mean my.." He pauses, before making eye contact with you again. "That's not a tail, it's more like a third arm!" He gives a small smile as he continues, "Not that there's anything wrong with having tails or anything!" Something in the back of your mind is telling you he won't bring any harm as of now, he doesn't seem dangerous right now. Though it would be pretty stupid to let your guard down completely. You don't know why you're acting this friendly to a home invader. Maybe due to the fact you're basically lonely 24/7 and only have three people to talk too, or there was something in that goo of his that was probably affecting your brain. Either way, it was nice having some human interaction. A small chuckle fills the room, as you return the smile, though it was quite small. "It...oddly suits you in a good way." The comment seemed to fluster him a small bit, though he gives you a grin, "Thank you, it does make stealing food easier."

Contemplating your next decision, you sighed, hoping that this wouldn't backfire on you in any way. "Look, you don't have to steal anything," You say as you stand up, heading towards the kitchen, letting Grimace down on the ground so he could walk around. You trust Gavril enough to not harm him. Gavril seemed a little shocked at the sudden kindness shown to him, though it seems to fade away and he smiles. "Maybe some for your friend too, wherever he may be." Opening the fridge, you look at what you could give the man to eat. Maybe something that has a good amount of nutrients mixed in it. He does look a little bit on the skinny side, though you can't really tell with his coat on. "You are too kind, Y/N!" He says from the table, leaning his head on the palm of his hand, peering at the doorway leading into the kitchen.

He felt something furry brushing against his legs, as he peers underneath the table in curiosity. The cat, he doesn't know the name of yet, laying down on his back as he plays with the fabric of his coat, letting out a mew every so often. Gavril smiles a bit, reaching a hand down to gently pet the top of it's head.

Coming out of the kitchen, you give him a sandwich with some string cheese to go with it, setting down the plate in front of him. He immediately lunges for the cheese first, it being gone as soon as it came. Maybe he's more rat than human, actually now that brings up another question, is he even human? The question is thrown out of mind when you realized Gavril was talking to you. "Sorry, can you repeat that?" Said man was picking up the sandwich, opening his mouth. You didn't really expect a long black appendage come out of his mouth, wrapping itself around the sandwich, covering the whole thing in it's gooey substance. Before you know it, there were only crumbs left, the only existing thing that was left of the sandwich. His tongue withdraws itself back into his mouth. That definitely checks out.

"Oh God."

"Sorry?"

"Um, what the fuck was that."

"Oh, it is just so hard to chew certain things. It's very handy at times." Gavril waves his hand a bit in a somewhat dismissive manner, wiping off the excess crumbs that got into his goatee. "So you, use the slime to eat things?" What a strange thing to do, can he even taste things like that? The sandwich seemed to have dissolved when the goo covered it. He only smiled back at you, finding amusement in your confusion. That seemed to have answered your question. You remember how you were stepping in that not to long ago, you could've ended up just like that sandwich. A sudden realization came over you that you could've died.

"How does it, work exactly? Is it acidic? Can you control what it can melt or not? Can you taste anything when you eat food like that?"

"I.. don't think it melts things exactly! But it somewhat works like that. I can still taste things yes, it doesn't effect the taste in anyway." Gavril answered, scratching the bottom of his chin. He doesn't go into much detail, maybe he doesn't know much of how it works either. "I am no scientist in any way, it is...difficult to explain how it works."

"But I have a cousin who is one! He would for sure know, he is very smart." He has family? Well obviously he would have family. Though why hasn't he gone to them for help? Maybe it's a touchy subject for him. "I'm assuming your family doesn't, know about this?" You decided to test the waters. "Family..is a strong word." He averted his eyes, his shoulders tensing as he goes to pet Grimace, who was once again, on the table without a single care in the world. Family is a touchy subject then. You decided to leave it alone, it's none of your business anyway.

"So that slime, can you control it in any way?" Changing the subject seemed to be a good idea in this situation, and seeming to work as his shoulders went back to a relax position when you moved on from the subject. "Yes! It has been very useful to me, though it's hard to say if it is a tool or a friend at times.." Christ, his perception of friendship was so, distorted. The thought of becoming friends with him seemed to enter your mind, it doesn't sound too bad. Throughout the time you two have been talking, it seemed that you both had some things in common, and you actually liked his company. "By the sounds of it, you just might be the lonely one here." A light jab at him, as you give him a joking smile. He sighed, though he returned the smile, "..Maybe I am." His smile flattered a little, fiddling with the sleeves of his coat.

"As much as I love my rat friends, it does feel nicer to talk to someone who hasn't run away yet! Like you.." Okay that was a little sad. You felt pity for him, you don't know how long has he gone without human interaction, but you're willing to be the one person to change that, make his life a little less lonely. "I feel as if I can call you my friend now!"

"Because I offered cheese?" You say in a joking manner. "Yes, that too." He laughs a small bit, before continuing. "Maybe it was fate that led me here to you?" Okay now the atmosphere just got a little weird, what is happening?? This is the same guy that you tied to a chair not too long ago, but..his words do show some truth to them. "Maybe you're right, it has been quite nice talking to you, despite you breaking into my house." You both share a chuckle at the coincidence such a situation turned out to be. You continue to talk, "Despite how scary it was in the beginning, we're both pretty lonely I guess.." Grimace starts walking towards you, gently rubbing his face against your cheek as he let's out a purr. It brings a smile to your face.

"We don't have to be lonely anymore, Y/N.." Gavril said in a soft voice, a new emotion being seen in those dark eyes of his. You can't tell what he's feeling now, but you have a good idea you might know in a bit. "And I could eat cheese everyday." He continues in a somewhat joking/serious manner, a grin making itself known. Sounds like he just wants you for the free cheese. "Are you saying you want to stay here? Gavril I'm sorry to break it to you, but I don't want a roommate.." It would be an absolute pain trying to pay for another person considering how much your job pays, especially for someone who is basically a felon. Imagine the bail you would have to pay for if he ever got caught.

He seemed to blush as he said the next words, eyes averting and lifting his hand to cover the bottom half of his face, "What about, more than roommates? As in..not roommates." His voice came out slightly muffled, but you still heard it loud and clear. Is..is he asking you what you think he's asking for? He seemed to become a little shy as he gets more red in the face, his hand still over his mouth. "You..you said you liked my tail...So I thought.." Okay wow, he is asking what you think he's asking for. You don't know how to feel about this, your mind went blank, and you're quite literally speechless. You've never been in any kind of romantic relationship before, despite several attempts to have one, but they never worked out for you in the end. But, there's that little voice in the back of your mind, that little voice of encouragement. Mulling over the idea, you finally spoke up. "Just, don't break into my house anymore, alright?" You're not sure how this will turn out, but you hope it turns out well for you both.

Gavril seems to smile at your response, seeming to be giddy. "Ah, I don't think I would be able to anyway!" That seemed to confuse you, before he continues, "I have so much traveling to do. But, you are fine with long distance, right?" He pulls out a slip of paper and a pen out of his pocket, scribbling something down before he slides it over to you.

"Here's my number. You should call or text me or send pictures anytime you like! I'm always available, I promise!" He starts to get up from the chair, adjusting his coat as he throws the hood back over his head. He..was as lonely as a man could get. But, that didn't seem to bother you, though you wish you got to know more about him during the time he was in your house. You'll get your chance in the morning. "I am so happy, Y/N." He turns to look at you, beaming in pure joy. "I know I have to go soon, but I am so glad to have met you! Even if it meant tying me to a chair!"

He walks over to the front door, the atmosphere feeling a lot lighter than how it originally was in the beginning. Before he left, he turns to one last time, waving as he says, "So long, darling~" He walks into the night, his figure slowly disappearing the further he walked on as he blends in with the shadows around him. And just like that, the house was quiet, as if nothing ever happened in the first place. You were left sitting at the table, staring at the slip of paper Gavril gave to you, reading each number and burning it into your memory. You're not sure what life may be of now, or what it will throw at you, but you know for sure it's going to be a big change.

Standing from the table, you made sure that everything was locked (and putting a chair underneath the door knob to ensure nobody else breaks in) before heading upstairs, Grimace following behind. All the exhaustion that was in you seemed to have disappeared when you got back to bed. It seemed that the events that took place earlier still have you shaken up, despite it turning out better in the end. With a sigh, you turn onto your side, gently caressing the sheets with your fingers. Sleep didn't come to you for quite some time, until the early hours of the morning. You know your boss is going to be a stuck up bitch about it, even if you told him that someone broke in last night. He wouldn't care.

But that doesn't matter to you now, a specific man staying in your thoughts as you drift off.

#gavril #bubo series #gavril game #x reader #horror games #hes so bbg fr #cute little guy #rat man #fanfic

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alien-magnolia · 4 months

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Mine and His <3

Fic Description: As a background type scientist, you aren’t very special in the world of Pandora. That changes, when you are noticed by Jake Sully, and fortunately, his rival, Colonel Quaritch. 18+ MDNI!!!

Tw: Implied non-con, power dynamics, dom-coded! Jake sully + Miles Quaritch, sub-coded hyperfem!reader, fingering, Jake/Quaritch talking down to reader/ bimbofication, ownership, major size kink bc human reader.

A/n: this turned out way longer than I thought, and I originally meant to post it on Christmas.its a bit hard for me to consistently post now. Anyways, merry belated Christmas/ holidays, and hope yall enjoy my first time bringing the very (hot) Miles Quaritch to life!! Don’t we love the balance between a young Jake Sully and an older Miles Quaritch <3 I am planning to make a part two with more intense smut! Stay tuned! (this was lacking a bit 😭) alsooo pls help a gorl out and reblog if you like this!!

The moon rose above you as you made your way to the forest, your mask in tow, and your boots. You were meeting Jake at the edge of the forest. He would not want you to venture in alone. Your tiny human form could not take it, as he would say. The Na’vi man was extremely possessive over you. The leaves rustled amongst the wind, bioluminescent crickets danced in the air.

You stand still as the ferns brush against your leg, wondering where your Jake was. You came to Pandora as a sort of background character — always behind the scenes, never noticed, usually brushed to the side. You were apart of the anthropological and religion team, researching and observing Na’vi culture, religion, and social relations and norms.

Every morning, you rose from your cold, metallic, cot, put on your oxygen mask, and worked at the lab from 8-5. Sometimes you would be invited into the community to learn, yet you never lingered around too long. The other scientists were more fluent in Na’vi than you were, and so, they would make a better impression.

It was only until one night, where the half-moon rose and shone over the sky, swirled as if it was cotton candy, was the night where you became noticed. You, made an impression.

~ Three months ago ~

You stayed to observe a Na’vi ritual, one called the “Sun Dance,” where one ingests a hallucinogenic worm in order to have a vision of their fate for the future, their destiny. This ritual served to breach the gap between the sacred and the normal, the ordinary, to alter reality in which a religion exists everywhere — not only in a book or a house. This was Na’vi religion — Animism.

You enjoyed the ritual and truly felt that you were starting to grow connected with the community. However, you were still a bit unfamiliar with the forest, and accidentally happened to wander onto a slippery log — that also acted as a bridge for a deep canyon below. Your tiny human feet stumbled across the bridge, and then slipped. You landed on your stomach, then realizing the vast canyon below — and that you would face sudden death if you were to drop into it. You screamed out in pain as a branch pierced your leg. You hear heavy steps behind you, you pass out.

You wake up beneath a bioluminescent large plant, with its long tendrils gently swaying over your face. You feel something on your leg, and look to see quite a handsome Na’vi man tending to your thigh, which had a large scrape on it.

“Hey. You’re awake. Almost fell there, girl.” You study his features a bit more. His hair is long, black, his eyes a deep yellow. Chiseled jaw, veiny arms, and wide shoulders <3 adorned with an interesting necklace. You muster the courage to speak to this beautiful man in front of you.

“Yes, I — um, sorry. I should have been more careful. I’m still a bit unfamiliar with the forest, although I’ve done many studies here,” you explain to him. “S’alright. I can take you back to your home base, if ya like,” the man offers, his tail swishing a bit. He must have been excited to talk to you. You blush at the note of attention from him, and agree.

The two of you begin walking back, the Na’vi man stopping momentarily to make sure there were no creatures of harm nearby. You learned his name was Jake. Jake Sully. You watch his long braid sway from side to side, like a pendulum, as you walk behind him. The two of you have been talking, sharing your stories, your journeys, what brought the two of you to Pandora, respectively.

“Was a marine, when I first came here. I was trying to pay for my surgery, to well — get my legs back. M’sure you know, the RDA loves screwing everyone over. ‘Specially me,” Jake explained to you, as he led you through the dark, softly glowing canopy of trees.

“So you weren’t very good at school, then, I assume,” you snicker, trying to poke a bit of fun at him. “And you are?,” he retorts back, emitting a deep hearty laugh, a sound you liked. “I do have a PhD, yes,” you giggle a bit as you look to see his reaction. He only huffs, yet you swore you could see a little smile behind that stoic face of his.

The two of you continued to walk back and engage in this somewhat flirtatious banter. He led you back to your lab, wishing you a goodnight.

“Jake, wait,” you touch his arm as he was about to leave, and he flinched, his ears folding back. He turns to you. “I would want to see you again. It would be nice, I think,” you offer, hoping he would take the initiative. “Hmm. Doubt it. You stay safe, miss PhD,” he retorts, and runs off into the forest.

Yet you wouldn’t take his “doubt it” for an answer.

The following night, you ventured again into the forest, hoping to find him. You might as well take a few pictures, hoping to find your way into the Omaticaya village. You did not find your way there, and instead ended up running into a few creatures. Jake saw, luckily, and saved your “prissy lil’ self” (as he called it) again.

Nights with Jake became a regular occasion. Although you and him had more of a fair share of differences, you found it to be true, that opposites attract.

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~ Present Day ~

You smiled as you remembered how you first met him. The two of you only went on ‘dates’ together, where he would show you an interesting place he liked in the forest, or take you on a ride on his ikran. Nothing more, just conversation.

Yet, the more you got to know him, the more you wanted him. In a way that surpasses conversations or dates. You really had hoped that tonight, you could go further.

Everything about him was just perfect. His shining eyes, his strong arms, his beautiful voice that made you feel so safe <3.

You hear his footsteps behind you. “Babygirl. How’s my favorite scientist doing?,” he chuckles, his big hands gently gripping your face, giving you a kiss on top of your head. “Good,” you giggle, reaching up to give him a hug. You always have felt so safe in his arms.

“Where are we off to tonight?,” you curiously poke at him as he leads you over a bridge — the both of you hearing the gentle splash of the pond below. “You’ll see, hun. Somewhere real special,” he reassures. Where could this place be? How exactly could you get here, to be spending time with this beautiful Na’vi man, who possibly could be yours??

The anticipation was simply too much to handle. “Wanted t’a bring ya here, to ask somethin’. Was thinkin’ you see, that you could become a true member of the Omaticaya. Pass all our tests and all,” he says, while you lean your head on his shoulder.

You think on it for a bit. “But why, Jake? It would mean that I need a Na’vi body…,” you trail off. “Exactly. Ever since the day I met you, sweetie, I wanted you to be mine. You’re just too goddamn adorable for your own good,” he chuckles. “Can’t make you mine though, officially, without you becoming a tuté (woman) of our people. You will prove yourself to the Tsahik. We will mate, then. For life. You’ll be mine, girl,” he smiles warmly at you.

You agreed, overwhelmed with happiness!! “My Jake, why can’t we mate now?,” you ask, although as a Pandoran anthropologist, you knew the answer. Your human body was no match for his Na’vi strength. If you were to mate now, not only would it be against Omaticaya customs, his sheer power would most likely kill you!!

“Thought you knew the answer there, Miss PhD,” he teases. “How’s about this. I give you a little taste of what’s to come if you join the people of the forest,” his voice shifts to a deeper tone, his eyes a bit hooded now.

A large blue hand the size of your head gently grips your face, turning you towards him. His soft lips plant a few kisses on the top of your head, moving down to your neck. All of a sudden, your oxygen mask gets a little too hot for your face <3 your heartbeat quickens as well.

“Jake…I’d love nothing more than to join the Omaticaya,” you pant, in between breaths as he continues his ministrations. “That’s my good girl. See if those scientists of yours can make you an avatar. Want you to be mine,” he purrs, with a bit of a darker undertone as his large hands squeeze and grope the plush curves of your body — to the point where it’s painful.

You pant and squeal as his fingers trace patterns on your soft tummy, his large face planting a few kisses there as well. “Love this human body, babygirl. Bet your Na’vi one would be even better…,” he praises you. <3

His fingers were getting lower and lower, tracing circles on the hem of your waistband. “Jake…,” you pant out. “Want you…,” a cry, a plea for help. You had no idea how intense your fervor was for him, until now.

“Can’t give you all of me, hun. You can’t take me yet, m’ too big for you. Don’t want ta hurt your pretty little body,” he chastised you, his yellow eyes full of concern.

Just about when you were to agree, to let him give you a taste, that taste that you’ve been waiting for, that taste that your heart (and other parts of you) ached for, the two of you heard a rustling behind, in the bushes.

Out step two steel toed boots, a blue RDA uniform. At first you thought it was someone human — you were surprised to see that it was a Na’vi man wearing the suit. You quickly try to hide, using Jake’s wide chest as a safe haven.

Jake’s eyes burn with rage, disgust. His ears fold back, a low growl escapes his throat, his Adam’s apple moving slightly.

“Miss me, corporal?”

This man had a smug way of expressing himself, hands on his hips. He looked to be a bit older than Jake.

“Forgot about our agreement, all those years ago, Sully?” Jake hissed in response, telling this man, whom he called ‘Quaritch,’ to kindly fuck off.

Quaritch, a man of his word, did not take this as an answer, and continued to move closer.

Until he saw you. He stopped. “Whose this you’ve got here, corporal?” Jake hisses again, standing up this time to shield you from Quaritch. “Leave her out of this,” his tone low, possessive, angry.

“Why don’t you come on out, cupcake?,” his eyes turn towards you. Just like your Jake’s, you saw that they were full of lust, hunger. No affection, though. They were cold, empty. This man was attractive — yes, yet something about him felt off.

Jake reassures you that you don’t have to do it — until Quaritch himself pulls you out from behind Jake’s back. Quaritch circles you, tutting, eyebrows raised.

He turns to Jake. “Got yerself a sweet little toy, huh, Sully? My, my, she’s quite a looker,” Quaritch comments, his voice sickeningly sweet, as his large blue hand plays with your hair. Jake was fuming — ready to start a fight with the man. It was clear that the two had a past rivalry, and never made amends.

It was also clear that the two wanted you.

“How’s about this, corporal? Your little girl here, could very well seal our agreement, don’t ya think?,” he taunts Jake.

“She’s mine, Quaritch. Don’t even think about it.” Quaritch then retorted that it was either this, or his rifle. Jake then agreed.

“Glad we’re on the same page, Sully. She’ll be ours, to share, won’t ya, cupcake? How’s about I show you how we do things where I’m from, hmm?,” his southern accent cooing at you goes straight to your core, between your legs.

You glance at Jake, hesitantly watching. Quaritch then sits down, his giant arms pulling you into his lap, one hand behind your head, the other on your hip.

“Such a pretty girl. Gonna give you something to feel good about,” he chuckles, peppering your face and neck with kisses, his fangs slightly biting into your shoulder as you gasp!!

Jake is infuriated, still watching from the side, although he looks like he is enjoying watching you get ravished by the older Na’vi. Quaritch’s soft lips trail down your soft tummy and waistline, your small hand intertwined with his rough, calloused one.

His fingers trail your waistband — realizing that Jake already pulled off your clothes — your wetness soaked his thigh. <3

“Aww. How cute, pussy’s all soaked f’me. I think I know what she wants,” he taunts you, showing you his big fingers, almost the length of your arm. <3

You nod vigorously, completely forgetting about Jake. “Yes. Please, please, anything,” you beg him. “How’s about you call me sir, hmm, sweet cheeks? More fittin’, don’t’cha think?,” his southern voice drips as if it were melted caramel, seeping through to your inner submission to these beautiful, tall, men.

You were their toy, theirs to own, theirs to play with, theirs to use as they please and see fit. That’s all you could think about, as your tongue hung out, your eyes closed, small hand gripping the watch on Quaritch’s hand, as his two fingers worked and massaged your gummy walls over and over.

You thought of belonging to the two Na’vi men, passed around from the loving arms of your soon to be mate, to the vicious and unrelenting force that was Miles Quaritch, your ‘sir.’ For these two men, you were fine with leaving your life as a scientist behind, just to trail them around.

You were giddy with the thought of it, as you came undone around Quaritch’s fingers, his reassuring words, “let go f’me, cupcake…,” and Jake’s hands behind you, rubbing the small of your back, this was a taste of a life you never knew you wanted.

Now that you had this taste, you were ready to risk it all to keep this.

You fall asleep in Jake’s arms, as Quaritch bids him a ‘till next time,” and your soon to be mate is left wondering what that phrase entails.

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thedomesticanthropologist · 5 months

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To all my other bi/Pan girlies do you ever wake up just wishing you had a dick so you can dick down a gorl or Boi like I dont

Care which

I just wish I could TOP with a real organ

Except EXCEPT I firmly adamantly do NOT identify as male/masculine nor do I EVER wish to be I just want

My own penis

For sex reasons

#what is this #i cant explain #its not gender confusion #its the need to DICK A BITCH DOWN #which is ?????????#idk????????

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Hee joins the clan with her mother and brother when she is a kit. The wind whispered in his ears, the stars danced above him.

His apprenticeship comes, and he practically begs Sunwish to be apprenticed to her. She's mystified by Starclan, and her warrior ancestors. He wants to heal, to help. Sunwish happily accepts.

About five moons into her apprenticeship, she realizes she's not a tom. Which is weird, because she is a tom. She asks Sunwish.

"Silverpaw, if you want to be a girl you can be a girl. I'll tell the whole clan to start calling you a she," Sunwish says.

"Really?" Silverpaw asks. "I can just do that?"

"Sure you can," Sunwish says. "It's not like it's uncommon. The medicine cat in Shallowclan used to be a tom too."

"And she's a girl now?" Silverpaw inquires.

"Yes, and she's very good at what she does," Sunwish replies, her copper eyes glistening with pride.

And later that night, Silverpaw tells Applepaw. Applepaw probably gets it, because she's a gorl too.

"That's cool," Applepaw says. "Want some of this finch?"

"Oh, sure."

And then Maplepaw comes by, complains that Applepaw shared her finch with Silverpaw instead of him, and Applepaw corrects his usage of pronouns.

That's when Silverpaw knows the clan accepts her.

"Silverpaw!" Otterkit yells.

"I'm coming!" She bounds down the slope and skids to a stop in front of Otterkit, who looks close to tears. "Yes?"

"There's blood coming out of my paw!" He all but wails.

"Let me see it," Silverpaw says, lifting said paw with her own. She looks at it. "Otterkit, did you step on a thorn then try to pull it out without loosening it?"

Otterkit says nothing, just glances at Nettlestem, willing her to help him. He fails to notice that she is sleeping.

"Otterkit," she repeats.

"Maybe."

"I keep telling you not to do that!"

"Okay, but it was hurting! I can totally do it myself," he adds. Silverpaw narrows her eyes skeptically.

"Come here so I can put something on it," she says. Otterkit stands still. "Otterkit."

"Badger ride."

"I'm too little for badger rides," Silverpaw says. "You'll crush me."

"Badger ride."

Silverpaw obliges, and carries him away to the medicine den.

"Silverpaw, step forward," Sunwish instructs. Silverpaw steps in front of the pool of stalactite water. "Sleep in the cavern, and your ancestors will come to speak to you."

"Okay."

Sunwish exits the cavern. The Shallowclan medicine cat, Lakelily, follows her.

Silverpaw shuts her eyes, and wills sleep to take her. When she opens her eyes again, she is still in the glowcave, but there's another cat standing in front of her.

"Hello, Silverpaw," the cat greets. She has dark brown patches of fur, and she is tinged a pale blue.

"Hi," she says. "Where am I?"

"Starclan's glowcave," the cat says. "I'm here to give you your medicine cat name. Are you ready?"

Silverpaw nods. This was it!

"Silverpaw, you have trained hard under Sunwish's careful guidance, and you are ready to earn your medicine cat name," the cat says. "Now, by the powers invested in me, I grant you your name. Silverpaw, from this moment forward, you shall be known as Silverbelly."

The cave goes dark. The frame of the cat dims.

"It's tradition," the she-cat says. A line of blood trails from one rock to another. Then, her vision slips into darkness, and she wakes up.

"Silverpaw?" Sunwish calls. "Are you okay?"

"I'm good," Silverpaw says. "And it's Silverbelly, now."

"That's wonderful! Did Wildfang accept you?"

Silverpaw hums. "The pale cat with the dark brown splotches?"

"That's her," Sunwish confirms.

"Then yes."

Her mind flashes back to the vision. The blood trailed from one rock to another, and it suddenly stopped.

"Sunwish?"

"Yes?"

"I think I had a vision," Silverbelly says.

Nettlestem is the first cat she is unable to save.

A patrol found her bleeding. They brought her back to camp, explaining that she was attacked by a dog.

Silverbelly tries. Stars, she tries. She takes every herb she can think of, mixes poultices, mutters prayers as she works.

Nettlestem's already faint breathing stops.

"No, no," she whispers. "Nettlestem!"

Scorchstar stands and watches, her eyes hollow.

"Silverbelly?" Sunwish asks. "Everything okay?"

Scorchstar wheels around. "You! Where have you been?"

"Lakelily needed some herbs. I was giving them to her."

"Without asking me?" Scorchstar's eyes are angry.

"You always tell me no," Sunwish snaps. "All the catmint in her territory is shriveled already. She had a greencough outbreak and needed it."

"What if we have a greencough outbreak?" Scorchstar snaps. "What will we do then, Sunwish?"

"We have plenty of catmint!"

"She's dead," Silverbelly whispers.

"What?" Sunwish and Scorchstar turn back to her.

"You heard me. Nettlestem is dead. Help me prepare her for the vigil instead of bickering like kittens," she quietly says.

She can't forget the way Scorchstar angrily stared at Sunwish, like it were her fault Nettlestem died.

Scorchstar comes back to camp. "I lost a life."

"What?" Silverbelly blinks. "Huh?"

"I lost a life. Dog fight," Scorchstar says. "I killed it off though."

"Are you okay?" Silverbelly asks. Scorchstar is still leaking blood from several wounds. She probably got here for adrenaline alone. "Do you need me to get Sunwish? She's probably better at-"

"No," Scorchstar rasps. "You'll do fine. I trust you."

Silverbelly blinks, but fetches the oak leaves, spiderwebs, and marigold regardless.

Scarcely a week later, Sunwish is sporting a giant claw wound along her flank. It's still leaking blood, and Silverbelly almost screams when she sees it.

"Sunwish! What happened?"

"Raspberries just over the border," Sunwish gasps. "Brittlefoot said I could take some if I liked, so I went to collect some today and a patrol got me."

"But attacking medicine cats is against the code," Silverbelly gapes.

"I suppose they didn't realize it was me," Sunwish wrly says. "Maybe they were new to the clan."

Silverbelly desparately needs more horsetail and oak leaves. She'll have to take Applebranch out to get some soon.

"So, there should be some horsetail in this area. Would you rather stick together and look for it, or-"

"Stick together," Applebranch says. "I can't tell horsetail apart from reeds. I'll start plucking out worms thinking they're chervil roots."

Now that makes Silverbelly laugh.

Rum Tum Tugger told great stories.

That's what Silverbelly told everyone at his vigil. He was the one who showed her the stories of the stars and the whispers of the skies.

He was very good at assuring everyone that they were doing fine. Silverbelly specifically, he made sure to thank her for her poultices and such.

Most importantly, before he died it assured her that it was long coming. That it wasn't her fault.

Applebranch offers to take her on an evening walk. She is very much aware of Honeygleam and Maplethorn cheering her on, and Dawnshine gives her a pat on the back with his tail.

Applebranch radiates confidence. She's clever, and she holds the record for quickest tree climb.

Silverbelly sometimes feels as if she has yet to grow into her own skin.

"The stars are gorgeous," Applebranch murmurs. "But not as gorgeous as you."

"That was corny," Silverbelly laughs. Applebranch was very corny, but she was also funny and cute so it made up for that.

"Maybe," Applebranch says.

They continue their walk, under a starlit sky.

"So," Applebranch begins. "I like you. Like a lot."

"I like you too," Silverbelly says. She doesn't like Applebranch, she loves Applebranch, but she doesn't think Applebranch-

"No, as in like, I want you to be my mate. I totally get if that's not what you want," Applebranch backtracks. "Because, you know, you're really cool, and I really don't know if I-"

"That's something I want," she interrupts. "I want to be your mate."

"Cool. How many minutes until my dad tries to kill you?"

"Goldenflare wouldn't do that," Silverbelly says.

"He would," Applebranch definitively says. "Anyway, I hate Maplethorn and told him not to give you the shovel talk but he's going to do it as soon as we announce it."

"Dawnshine might genuinely be so caught up in being happy for me," Silverbelly begins. "That he might forget about the shovel talk."

"I'm expecting kits," Applebranch says. "Surprise?"

Silverbelly jumps up from her nest and almost bowls over Applebranch with how hard she nuzzles into her.

Goldenflare, who was watching the whole thing, looks like he's seen a ghost.

"Congrats, you're having more siblings," Toro suddenly says.

Silverbelly, as the calm person she is, promptly screams.

Sunwish advises her to go keep herself occupied while Applebranch kits.

"She'll be fine, right?" Goldenflare suddenly asks. "I don't-"

"She'll be fine, Goldenflare," Sunwish says. "Now get out so I can focus. You're hovering and it's going to drive me insane."

Goldenflare, hesitantly, backs out of the nursery, and bumps into her.

"Sorry," he immediately says. "Silverbelly, you're smart and also her mate. She'll be fine, right?"

"She'll do fine," Silverbelly says. Because, obviously, Goldenflare needed reassurance right now. Because he was terrified for some reason.

"This is how Morningbloom died," Goldenflare hoarsely says. "She died in kitting. I'm terrified. What if Applebranch dies the same way?"

"She won't," Silverbelly says. She's heard tales of Morningbloom, Goldenflare's first mate. Died young, before she and Dawnshine and Toro had joined the clan.

"What if she does?"

"Stop doing that." She turns back to Goldenflare, who still looks uneasy. "Statistically, what happened to Morningbloom was extremely unlikely. Queens have been kitting since before the clans existed. Sunwish knows what she's doing."

"I know," Goldenflare whispers. "The kids keep telling me that."

"Then listen to them," she says.

In the end, Applebranch is fine. She has two healthy kits, Flykit and Mudkit.

Goldenflare looks relieved. Like some invisible weight has been removed from his shoulders.

Silverbelly sleeps in the nursery that night, tucked into her mate and children.

The next moon, Toro has four kits. Her new siblings. Goosekit, Hailkit, Moonkit, and Stormkit.

"They're so little!" Flykit exclaims. "Momma, they're so tiny!"

"They grow," Applebranch patiently replies. Then, she glances at Silverbelly.

"You were that little once," Silverbelly purrs.

"No way!" Mudkit squeals. "We're way bigger."

"I reckon you were actually smaller than Stormkit is," Sunwish says.

"Nuh uh!" Flykit shouts. "Momma, we weren't ever that small, right?"

Applebranch snorts. "You absolutely were. You were the size of a baby mouse until you dried out."

Mudkit looks like she wants to cry at the revelation. Flykit is still in vehement denial.

This is her family.

Scorchstar is going to her for advice. It ranges from what to do about a clan's threats, to helping interpret visions and dreams.

Silverbelly feels important. But it never does stop the vision of the bloody rocks. It never does stop the feeling in her gut when Scorchstar stops speaking to Sunwish entirely.

She recieves a vision that same moon. The sun catches on fire, and the scorched earth goes dark.

Sunwish was murdered.

That's all she can explain when Oaktuft and Goldenflare discover her body, discarded near the border. Covered in scratches and bites and one final blow to the neck.

She prepares her mentor's body for the vigil. Covers her in rosemary and flowers and mint. Wormpaw brings her some pine needles, and she uses some of those even though they're not what she usually uses.

And as she lays the petals and the plants over her body, she swears she catches the faintest whiff of Scorchstar on her pelt.

-🍭 (to be continued. im not done with you yet, silverbelly.)

LOLLIPOP ANON HOLY FUCK???????? I LOVE THIS SO MUCH IM WEEPING.... silverbelly my sweet girl you've lived such a life. and the dream about blood on the rocks???? its stormsights blood isnt it ohhhh fuck. the last sentence took me out like a semi truck

#fallenasks #lollipop anon #fallenfic

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girlboypersonthingy · 7 months

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hiii I saw the fluff alphabet for Keith and I was wondering if you could write one for pidge as well? ^_^

ABSOLUTELY I LOVE PIDGE SO MUCH. 💚💚💚sorry for the long wait, but here it finally is! ENJOY~ 😉

Pidge- Fluff Alphabet 💌

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

Pidge is affectionate when she wants to be. Sometimes she’s a bit shy about it and prefers to show you affection in private. Pidge is simple and sweet, she enjoys soft quick kisses and linking pinkies and winking at each other from across the table during breakfast when the rest of the team isn’t paying attention (except for that one time Lance noticed YOU wink at Pidge and she blushed super red and Lance wouldn’t leave her alone about it for the next week).

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

Honestly, I think Pidge would be a good best friend besides being a bit blunt and totally honest. Some might find the green Paladin a little intimidating and condescending but she doesn’t mean to be, she’s just really freaking smart and she’s not afraid to speak her truth. She’s so smart that it makes most people feel really stupid even talking to her. But with you…she goes slow and tries her best to be patient and teach you along the way. Idk there’s just something about you ✨

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

Yesssss she really likes cuddles when she’s upset or frustrated or crying. She likes cuddles after a bad dream or after a really risky mission. BUT as soon as she drifts off fully into sleep, gorl starts doing martial arts in bed. Fully expect to be kicked, slapped, punched and fully laid on by Pidge. She’s a bit wild but she’s easy to wake. When she is cuddling, she likes to be the little spoon or be face to face with your foreheads resting about each other’s.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

I’d imagine Pidge has no intention of settling down with anyone until she truly feels deep in her heart that she’s met ‘the one’. She’ll try dating but she won’t commit until she knows you well enough and has time to decide how she feels and time to imagine her future with that person. Also, girl is the opposite of wifey material- can’t cook, messy asf, grumpy in the mornings but it’s all worth it. She has her moments~

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

I think Pidge would be very straight forward about it but also try her best to be kind and gentle. She wouldn’t want to do it over the phone, she’d have the guts to sit you down and tell you to your face how she feels.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

Sorta the same answer as ‘Domestic’ ⬆️, she wouldn’t be careless and rush into anything with someone she isn’t sure about. She could see herself getting married one day but doesn’t really consider it a top priority, ya feel me?

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

I mean…she’s a tiny Aries who knows she’s smarter than everyone in the room at all times…she’s kind of a lot sometimes. She can be emotionally chaotic sometimes, she often grabs attention from others without even meaning to and it can feel a bit overwhelming at first but the more you get to know her, the more you come to adore her intelligence and it warms your heart when she shares her knowledge with others and her bravery every time she speaks up for herself in a crowd and her stubbornness really starts to grow on you. She’s physically about the same lmaoooooo like…with most people she’s very out there, extroverted and loud and she doesn’t mind getting her hands dirty or getting in to trouble in order to get a job done. She works hard AND plays hard, she’s a goofball. But with her s/o, she’s much softer and calmer and speaks quieter and moves just a bit slower and with more caution. She just really loves you 💚

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

NEVER hugs you in front of others unless like one of you almost died on a mission or you’ll be apart for a long time. Most hugs are done late at night while you’re falling asleep and Pidge is working way past bedtime, also mid day when the rest of the team is dispersed throughout the castle and doing their own thing, knowing that she has a low risk of being caught at this time she’ll come find you and give you a long, snuggly hug without saying a word and then run off back to her work.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

It’ll take a long while tbh…Pidge is pretty shy and inexperienced with relationships and lovey dovey feelings. She’ll probably wait until you say it first. Once you say it her tho, it comes out of her in a sigh of relief. It gets easier for her after the first time but she’s still getting used to it.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

I don’t think Pidge is really the jealous type. Even if someone was actively flirting with you, she wouldn’t be so much jealous as she would be concerned…like she could care less if someone is just genuinely flirting with you but what if they have some devilish motive and they’re working for the galra and they’re gonna kidnap you and hold you hostage and- she needs to come intervene before she starts fully panicking. She’ll just come join you in a silent and nonchalant way like coming up and holding your hand. She’s not trying to butt in and be nosy, she just wants to make sure you’re safe and also make you feel safe, protected and supported. She’s not jealous, she just cares very deeply for you.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

Her kisses are awkward, sweet, sometimes silly and interrupted by soft giggles. She likes to kiss your lips but she LOVES kissing your cheeks and nose, she thinks you’re just soooo cute and she likes the look on your face after she kisses you there. She likes forehead kisses most bc they make her feel warm and relaxed and content. Forehead kisses really make her want to cry (in a good way)

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

Mmmm she tries her best to be energetic with kids but she’s honestly so awkward. Regardless, kids ADORE HERRRRRR. Pidge has so much cool shit to say, she mesmerizes kids so easily with her science and space rambles.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

Pidge stays up working and coding until like 3 am every night and then sleeps in until at least 10am if you let her, so most mornings are spent trying to drag Pidge out of bed as she groans in protest. It’s okay tho, her bed head is so cute and she won’t even open her eyes yet but you can’t stop smiling bc she’s cute even when she’s sleepy and grumpy. Once she’s got her eyes open and is sitting up, she’ll always mumble a raspy “morning” to you.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

Unless you’re a night owl as well, you’ll probably be asleep before Pidge. She’ll always welcome your company while she’s working and will let you slump against her or lay your head in her lap and sleep. Most of the time, she gently wakes you and you sleepily walk to your room together but sometimes, she falls asleep right beside her work and cuddled up to you and someone ends up finding y’all in the morning like 🥹💖🥰

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

I think she would open up rather quickly. I think Pidge has a pretty good sense of who she can trust and if she trusts you enough to be your s/o, she trusts you a lot. She would confide in you often along with Shiro I’m sure.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

It depends…certain things tick Pidge off a bit but she can shrug it off. Other certain things make her want to explode. Lance makes a short joke, annoying but whatever. She accidentally codes something wrong and has to start all over, watch out, she’s seconds away from throwing something across the room as hard as she can.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

Pidge forgets NOTHING!!! This girl has a spectacular memory, she remembers everything you tell her and is very considerate with that info. She’s the type to remember your fears and try her best to shield you from that, she’ll remember hits favorite color and get you everything that color, she’ll remember your birthday no matter what. And she loves learning new things about you too.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

Probably your first physical embrace. You weren’t officially dating yet but you could both feel the pining going on between you. She had been roughed up and tossed around by some galra on a mission one time and when she got back to the castle, you were the first one to greet her with a gentle hug and a worried expression on your face. She’ll never forget how soft your hands felt as they caressed her dirty face. That was the first time you’d ever shown her any kind of true intimacy and she got a glimpse of your feelings for her.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

She is extremely protective but she tries to give you space. She worries about you constantly but it’s not that she doesn’t trust you or doesn’t believe in you, she just knows first hand how brutal this war can be and she doesn’t want to lose you. Of course, she always insists you two stick together on any and all missions you attend bc she knows you have her back and she always has yours.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

She tries her best! She’s not great at surprises tho, she always tells you what the gift is or what the date is bc she has to make sure you want that first, she can’t just do it and risk you having a bad time. She does listen to you and takes every little detail into consideration. She often does simple things like complimenting you and offering you small bits of physical affection. For special occasions like an anniversary, she likes to ask you what you would want/ want to do and then she’ll try to make it exceed your expectations.

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

Bites her nails and just flicks her nails all over the place 🙄 also mess asf in general

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

She’s really not concerned at all about her appearance. Sure for a special occasion she’ll dress up and try to look nice but on the day to day, Pidge just wants to be comfy and feel like she’s dressing for her, not for anyone else.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

Yeeesssssss 🥹 Pidge would become so used to your everyday presence in her life, so if you ever left or disappeared or got taken, she’d feel like there was a void constantly haunting her. She’d miss your smell, your laugh, your voice, your touch, your company so much she’d lose sleep over it for sure.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

TALKS IN HER SLEEP AND SAYS SOME WEIRD, OFF THE WALL SHIT ITS HILARIOUS.

Examples:

“Hey, who’s that duck? He’s new here.”

“When are you going to the carnival? I want to go.”

“Turtles and birds are both dinosaurs, that’s wiiiilllddddd.”

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

Pidge wouldn’t like someone who’s really conceited and selfish. She likes people who aren’t afraid to look silly or foolish or messy. She likes people who worry about things other than appearances and possessions.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

Cannot stay still for the life of her. She tosses and turns so bad, good luck getting a good nights rest with how much she moves. She’ll low key beat you up throughout the night, she’s a crazy sleeper.

#pidge holt #pidge gunderson #katie holt #pidge x reader #pidge voltron #pidge vld #voltron pidge #vld pidge #voltron legendary defender #voltron x reader #voltron x you #vld #voltron fandom #voltron fanfic #pidge

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cowpokeomens · 4 days

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Hi it’s me again, Will is sooooooo for the girls

And I don’t mean this in a feminism or womanizing way, I mean he just supports the gorls. You’re like “I made a phone call I’ve been putting off for weeks 🥺” and he’s like “you are literally so brave omg go get yourself an iced coffee babe” y’all go grocery shopping and drop a fat check and on the way home you’re like “….. Chinese takeout sounds really good.” And he’s like “omg it does!!!” Pops a u-turn and takes out the median so he can get you the lo mein you need. You wake up for work and you’re like 2 days from your period so you cannot stop crying and he’s like “babe call in sick. We can just watch Twilight.” And so you do!! He’s always getting way more snacks than y’all will ever need, doesn’t care that the yogurt drinks you love cost like $3 for less than 8 ounces, he’s buying two weeks’ worth so that you don’t run out. Sort of guy to keep those creams for chub rub in his fanny pack when he knows y’all will be doing anything with walking because he understands the consequences of being with a thick girly. “No babe I totally don’t think having nothing but a large iced coffee from Dunkin’ is what’s making your tummy hurt, but wouldn’t it be so fun if we got chicken tenders right now?” He’s for the gorls!!!!

#will ramos headcanon #will ramos fic #will ramos fanfic #will ramos fanfiction #will ramos x reader #ramblin gal

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spgothkidsheadcanons · 1 year

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Since you did a Michael NSFW alphabet, would it be possible to get on with Pete instead plz? He's my babygirl.

Pete is absolutely baby gorl. We stan Pete in this household.

BUT OF COURSE YOU CAN GET NSFW ALPHABET WITH PETE!!!!!!

Warnings: NSFW behavior, down bad behavior, Pete’s a virgin because i said so lmao

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A= Aftercare (what they’re like after the act)

Chances are, he’s got wet wipes, granola bars and water already waiting for you by the bed. He’s very meticulous, so he plans on making sure that you have everything you need. He’s still gonna help to clean you, but he doesn’t have to leave the comfort of you nor the bed to take care of you

B= Body part (favorite body part their own or their lovers)

Pete likes his neck a lot. Especially when you attack him and litter his pale skin with hickies of all sizes

On you, he loves your legs. He likes to rub your thighs when you begin getting in the mood. He also likes your hips, they’re perfect for him to hold onto while he’s fucking you silly

C= Cum (anything that has to do with it)

He doesn’t like the mess that comes with cumming without a condom on, so he tends to use a condom when you’re being intimate

He does like finishing on your face after a blowjob, though. He thinks you look beautiful with his sperm decorating your features

D= Dirty secret (Pretty self explanatory)

Pete’s very loving, and he wouldn’t trade you for anyone else, but he really wants to have a threesome with you and someone else. He just thinks it would be super hot

E= Experience (do they know what they’re doing)

Everything he’s learned, he’s learned from the internet. There’s a very extremely high chance that you’re his first, but he’s never gonna let you know that.

F= Favorite position

He likes anything that has to do with looking at you. Missionary is probably his favorite, but he also loves to just lay back and let you ride him.

G= Goofy (how serious are they)

He’s serious the first few times, but he quickly relaxes and becomes like a whole different person. He’ll laugh, make small jokes and just enjoy his time with you

H= Hair (grooming habits)

Pete’s completely clean shaven. He doesn’t care if his partner is hairy, but he can’t stand it on himself

I= Intimacy (in the moment romantic or rough/dirty)

He’s very romantic. He’s new to this whole thing, so he doesn’t know what he likes and he doesn’t know what feels good to you. If you have experience, please take over or help him. If you’re inexperienced, just explore different things with him

J= Jack off (do they masturbate and how often)

Pete does jack off, just not as much as one may think. 2 or 3 times a week seems to do the trick

K= Kink (kinks what they like possibly unusual)

He really wants to try bondage and degradation. He’s into overstimulation, both giving AND receiving

L= Location (where they like to get it on)

Anywhere in the house where you two are comfortable

Won’t even attempt shower sex because he’s worried that one of you will end up in the hospital

M= Motivation (things that makes them tick/turn ons)

Lingerie is one of his biggest turn ons

Especially something red and lacey

Also when you first wake up in the morning and you’re extra snuggly and don’t want to be away from him. Being depended on just does something for him

N= No (turnoffs or absolutely won’t do)

Bodily fluids are an absolute no to Pete, and anything that causes major physical harm, like knife play

O= Oral (receiving or giving and how skillful they are)

He’s not so good at giving. He’s trying to learn, though, because he feels like he disappoints you when he tries

He loves receiving, it’s probably the fastest way to get him to finish.

P= Pace (how fast they are and how long they last in bed)

He’s a little slow. Pete’s new to the whole sex thing, so he prefers to go slow to make sure that you both are getting satisfied in one way or another

Q= Quickie (do they prefer fast and hard)

He already feels like he doesn’t do enough to pleasure you, so he doesn’t even entertain the idea of a quickie.

If he’s really got a “problem”, he deals with it on his own

R= Risk (do they like to try new things)

He’s down to try new things! He’d like to sit with you at some point and talk about what ypu may or may not like. He’ll try pretty much whatever as long as it’s within reason

S= Stamina (how many times they can go and how long each round lasts)

He can go 2 rounds at most. A normal night with Pete will last about an hour total with a little break in between rounds to make sure you both are still okay

T= Toys (are they game for using sex toys on themselves or lovers)

He doesn’t own any, but doesn’t mind if you do! Pete would like to incorporate them into the bedroom to experiment with you

U= Unfair (how do they tease or do they enjoy suspense themselves)

He’s not a tease. AT ALL. He loves you and he wants you to feel good. He’d feel awful for teasing you.

Tease him, though. Just do it. He whines

V= Volume (are they loud, what sounds, and do they talk)

SPEAKING OF WHINES:

Pete is very vocal in bed. He’s cussing, praising, whining, moaning. There’s barely ever a moment when he’s completely silent during naughty times

W= Wild card (random sincannon of any sort)

He really wants to have a threesome. He doesn’t understand the need, but he really wants to. Pete would never tell you, or anyone for that matter. He’ll probably just fantasize about it and maybe one day bring it up to you

X= X-ray (what’s down below in dem pants)

6 inches, a little thick, cut

He has a frenum piercing he got after getting shitfaced. He was gonna take it out, but he came to like it too much

Y= Yearning (sexdrive level)

Pete will have sex maybe twice a week. Although, whenever you’re in the mood, he’ll be in the mood. He’s at your every command

Z= Zzzz (do they sleep after if so how quickly after)

He already sets everything up before y’all start, so he knocks off pretty quickly. He’ll cuddle with you after you clean up, but he’s out in less than 5 minutes.

#sp goth kids #south park goth kids #sp fanfiction #south park headcanons #south park pete #sp pete #sp pete thelman #sp pete x reader #south park pete x reader

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🔥 anything tsc related

the biggest problem with Queen of Air and Darkness to me is that it really should have been two books. I really enjoy the grief exploration in that book in the wake of Livvy’s death felt cathartic to me on reread and I find Julian’s switch-off arc in relation to that fascinating. I enjoy Thule in terms of how it ties into the main arc with the blackthorns although I’m not crazy about the twp set ups from it. Basically there’s quite a bit in that book I do like but as a finale it’s rushed and disappointing. I also do think either Julian or Emma or both dying would have made the ending slay and I say this as someone who clearly looooves them both and Blackstairs (considering how much I love blackstairs as it is think I would be even more insane about it if we got full tragic potential realized).

Grace x Lucie is thee toxic yuri dynamic in tsc and I think ya’ll are cowards for not paying attention to it. Literally the only reason I would reread tlh is to write fic about them ChoI era because someone should.

on a related note Lucie Herondale reads as a lesbian to me, she says at one point she’s never been attracted to a boy other than Jesse who is kind of a phantom she can make into whatever she wants / project storybook romance tropes onto in a sense for most of the books and she reads as more attracted to Cordelia with the whole ‘Beautiful Cordelia’ fanfiction and like I said her most interesting dynamic with the most chemistry is her and Grace, so yeah I get comp het vibes personally I know that’s my subjective read.

I’m pretty neutral on Clary sometimes I really liked her sometimes I was frustrated by her but I do think this counts as unpopular since most either hate or love her. I do think she falls into the 2010s heroine who is written to have an overly romantically focused arc but all her interesting bits of characterization are about tangential platonic dynamics that the author doesn’t care to elaborate on much… but also this could be an ungenerous or overly generous assessment since it’s been years since I touched og tmi. I do side eye some people for giving Jace a lot of grace to be ‘complex’ and process his trauma and be dismissive of how much she goes through in the books ( I kind of hate Jace. without nuance)

I think I deserve one on one Tessa and Julian interactions in twp, not for any logical reason I just think I deserve it since they’re my two favorite tsc characters. And there’s a lot of fan service in recent tsc anyway… let me have this.

Kieran is overrated I don’t dislike him and enjoy him in the context of Kierarktina and as a foil to Julian, but I don’t fervently love him the way a lot of people do. (I also really disliked his fandom when the tda books were coming out so that might influence this).

I want Thule! Emma to come into play in twp … I’m very interested in the idea of her in the aftermath of Thule Julian and Sebastian’s deaths. I had an idea for a fic about her but didn’t write it partly because of laziness partly because I felt I’d have to go back to tmi to remember endarkened lore for that.

Grace Blackthorn discourse was kind of unserious… not because I don’t think people can have valid reasons to dislike her obviously those exist. What she did to James was sexual assault and of course fans who hate her for it are valid. But I COULD NOT with some of statements about her especially on twitter that were like ‘well if she was a Male Character ya’ll would never forgive her and she would never get a redemption arc she only does cause she’s a pretty white girl’ like GORL. GORL what universe are you living in what paranormal/fantasy media do you consume and engage in fandoms for if you think that a male character who does a nebulous magical consent violation is going to get Less grace (no pun intended) from the narrative and fandom than a female character and would NEVER get a redemption arc. I can’t even ya’ll are dumb. If I’m being really generous maybe they just don’t read/watch a lot of paranormal media other than tsc because otherwise I…

Thanks for the ask <3

(send me a 🔥+topic/fandom and I’ll give some unpopular opinions)

#asks #tsc #tda #tlh #tmi #chaosandtwo #mutuals #sa mention #sorry but me as someone who blogs about TVDu reading that: you have to be Kidding me 😭#more like if she were a man she would have ended up with the love interest she violated and gotten everything she wanted #s speaks

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honestly, feeling very mixed. the giggle kind of felt like there was a lot of fuss for not a lot of actual things really happening. i also really really don't know how i feel about the bigeneration thing it just kind of seems so....pointless to me? like whyyyyyyy did we need fourteen to stick around and get his own weird little happily ever after just like how we had fucking tentoo get his own weird little happily ever after AND YOU KNOW WHAT BOTHERS ME ABOUT THIS. WHY DO DONNA AND ROSE GET THEIR OWN DOCTOR FOREVER AFTER AND ONCE AGAIN MARTHA IS PAID FUCKING DUST BY THIS SHOW.

i also had this other theory of my own that i really liked that ultimately didn't come to pass, but it was that as 13 was regenerating, she really did regenerate straight into 15 (in this case he'd be 14) and the adventures with donna was all in the doctor's mind, trying to give them a sense of closure about the whole thing. and based on the spoiler of the hug which i saw in someone's profile pic (and because i assumed the doctor wouldn't fucking BIGENERATE) i thought oh that could be a moment where like gatwa's doctor has realized that it's all a big regeneration dream and then he wakes up after. idk why i'm so dedicated to this idea but i was having a really good time with it in my head :(

re: bigeneration LOL i got behind it after the giggle because people in fandom were acting like it was the reason for a clean slate etc. with gatwa becoming basically The First Doctor of Disney!Who but honestly i don't buy it at all lol... the first ep of this new reboot is Star Beast (on Iplayer AND Disney lol). thats gonna be the first ep people see if they wanna give dr who a go. they should have kept the 3 60th specials as their own separate thing imo. and then Church on ruby road came around and this whole therapy/healing shtick which was apparently the whole point of bigeneration seems pointless because when we meet gatwa now he's already reverted to the same issues as normal (in rtds writing lol)

LITERALLY again martha not even a MENTION lmao. fucking rose obvs got a shoutout. but not martha (or yaz) hm m......

omg in your au what if the dr comes out of it and THINKS it's all happened in their mind but actually its part of the toymaker Manipulating and really gatwa has been sort of in dream stasis and actually donna is trying to crack him out of it.... GORL.

#replies tag #dw spoilers #long post

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morganali-art · 7 months

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I decided to sit down and sketch out all my WoLs (not including like, six other joke characters that I have) and I have come to the conclusion that someone should take the character creator away from me.

I got too many lil guys 😵‍

From left to right...

J'rhota Tia is just a silly orange lad - PGL/ROG main, a scrappy little fight boy. Means well, but very head empty. Constantly getting locked out of the Waking Sands, but unfortunately is the only one who can take down Ifrit without getting tempered.

Amelot Greywoode Lost an eye on one of her adventures - couldn't afford a glass eye to match her good eye at the time, so the one she wears under her eyepatch is slightly off colour. (Highlander, GLD)

Parasha Pasha - Tiniest gorl. Min height lala. My god, she's so small. 🥺💕 Ostensibly mains WAR/DRG, but really is a FSH main.

Sami'ra (Sameth/Bunny) Lavellan - ARC/ROG main, previously a Dragon Age Inquisitor. Yearns to keep the stories of his people as a historian, but in the harsh economic times post-calamity, adventuring better pays the bills and provides for his large extended family. Per his name, he is the youngest son in a Keeper family with an oddly large number of sons. Truth be told, not all are family by blood, though are loved just as well. Sam has quite the crush on a certain Lord Commander.

Cessalie Sombreterre was an orphan of Ishgardian birth, and made her way to Ul'dah at a young age to try and make her way in the world, eventually taking up adventuring. Ostensibly a BLM main, though dabbles in roguery and swordplay. Min height elezen. Amongst her people, she's so leetle 🥺💕 Marries into the Fortemps house.

Hazel Rah is my main lad, first boy I ever made. He was born in the Golmore Jungle. Though he misses his childhood home dearly, he was forever restless, and eventually left - spending some time in Dalamasca and other occupied territories, before travelling to Eorzea in the wake of the calamity. Young for a travelling viera, he's about 70ish years old. Before he came to Eorzea, his forest name was Rjel Fith. He loves to garden.

Clover Frith is Hazel's much older sister - she's around 200, though she's not one to keep count. She left the forest when Hazel was quite young, in his 20s or thereabouts. When they met up again decades later, she was taking work as a gleaner in Sharlayan. Though her forest name is long left behind, her last name was Fith.

Blackavar Rehw-Dvre was Hazel's childhood sweetheart. In my headcanons, he does not leave the forest at all until well after the calamity - the general upheaval and unrest making its way even unto the forest, prompting the Rava people to make the choice to send scouts far from home to investigate. As such, though he is confident in the ways of his home, he is very out of place in the wider world and is often mystified by the ways of outsiders. As far as appearances go, Blackavar actually has quite curly hair - so I imagine his hair is more like the catboy hair both J'rhota and Sam have. Alas, there's no perfect bun options 😞

Holly Huorlwesfv is a veena bunny who I created as a retainer and went "aw fuck, I did it again," and had to turn him into a real boy because I liked him so much. He doesn't yet have a lot of a backstory yet, but I named him after Captain Holly from Watership Downs, and so in my mind he looks quite a bit scrappier than he is. Ears are scratched up and tattered. A few more scars. He's a stoic bun, a former guard most like. Definitely a fighter. PLD main iirc.

Bitter Snow is my beautiful, purple, goth Roe. I did not mean to give her the same name as Yellow Moon's paramour, it happened completely accidentally. 👀💦 She's so pretty, I ought to play her more. Pretty sure she's a DRG main, I cannot recall.

#ffxiv #all my wols #god there's so many #hazel rah #clover frith #cessalie sombreterre #j'rhota tia #bitter snow #blackavar rehw dvre #holly huorlwesfv #parasha pasha #sami'ra lavellan #amelot greywoode #original characters

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Omg hi! May I request the baddietrescus' reaction HCs to y/n killing stuff then gifting it to them? Whether it be like, an unscrupulous man thing or a thing similar to those HCs with the boar? Simply because they wanna make the gorls feel special

HEY BESTIE, anything for you <33

Bela Dimitrescu

she’s really not the type to hold grudges

you’d gone out with her to the village one afternoon, unknowing that a drunk would try his luck with her and you

he’d said some rather rude things to the both of you while others tried to pull him back, and Bela simply glared at him and tugged you back to the castle

“it’s not worth it,” she tells you, with every intent to come back and make that man-thing pay for what he’d said to you in front of her. someone had to teach these idiots a lesson. “they’re simpletons.”

you wouldn’t let it rest, though, despite her maturely telling you to let it go

when she was asleep that night, you snuck out and made your way to the village to deal with the man-thing yourself

a few hours later, she reaches out for you in her sleep, wanting to cuddle you and keep herself warm, but she wakes immediately upon only feeling the cold sheets

you must’ve been gone for some time

she searches all throughout the castle, but there’s no hint of you inside

when she moves to the grounds outside, she picks up a trail

she hunts you down, tracking your footprints in the snow and your scent toward the village

she catches sight of you in a darkened alleyway, struggling to drag something limp and smelling strongly of alcohol and blood

she pauses when she sees what it is, and upon hearing your explanation (“no one talks to my lady like that and lives to tell the tale”), her heart melts

you went out of your way to protect her? to defend her honor?? she could cry right there

she does give you a deeper-than-usual kiss and helps you drag the pathetic man-thing back to the castle, tucking you into her side as she goes

expect a lot of reward and positive reinforcement from her

while she doesn’t encourage putting yourself in that kind of danger, she certainly doesn’t mind being taken care of once in a while

she’ll pepper your face with kisses and murmur how thankful she is for you

no one has ever made her feel the way she does when you’re around :’)

Cassandra Dimitrescu

whoever is leaving little pelts and other gifts on her bed is going to meet the sharp end of her sickle

she already has you; she doesn’t need gifts from some secret admirer

she’s talked to you about it already, but you’ve denied knowing about it each time she’s asked

she knows you’re not telling the full truth, something she’s always able to tell when it comes to you

still, this doesn’t really seem your style

besides, with her sleeping on top of you and knowing where you are throughout the day, she knows this isn’t you

maybe you just know who’s doing it and you’re handling them yourself

she certainly wouldn’t mind that workload off her shoulders

it’s about a week later she receives another gift

you’re sitting on her bed, leg propped up as you rest against her pillows and read some book she has no interest in

some small blanket made of an animal’s pelt lays on her side of the bed, and she narrows her eyes at you

“did you see who dropped this off?”

she barely catches your smile as you say, “i was napping when it was dropped off. found it outside the door”

okay, now she knows you’re lying

you were in the armory a lot today, and while she had no idea what you were doing, she knew where you were

you’d have no time to nap before she came to her room

“who is it?” she asks as she makes her way to the bed. she crawls on it, taking the book from your hands and tossing it to the side. “you know something.”

you tilt your head at her and smile. “i’m afraid i don’t know what you’re talking about, my lady.”

all right, smartass, you wanted to play this game? she can play it too

she hums and leans down to kiss your neck softly. she gets you to a point where she has every bit of control, and then she pulls away with a simple, “who’s leaving these gifts?”

you’re not exactly in the right mindset to lie anymore, tugging her back down as you breathlessly say, “i wanted to do something special for you.”

she pauses. you… willingly went out and did something just for her?

she doesn’t exactly believe it, but she decides you need a nice little reward for that behavior

she certainly doesn’t mind receiving gifts from you, and she wants to encourage it in the future ;)

Daniela Dimitrescu

she thinks there’s something wrong with you

not in the worst way possible; she’s just a little concerned why you’ve taken a sudden interest in weapons and the like

she won’t complain, seeing how she likes watching you exercise and train with said weapons, but she just wants to know why

she’s not really sure what you do while she’s asleep until the afternoon, but you’re always back in time to wake her up for lunch, gently shaking her awake and smelling like the outside

you were going out there without her?? 🤨🤨

say your prayers right now

she whines and begs you to take her with you, because whatever it is, she wants to be a part of it :(

you gently refuse, telling her that what you’re doing is a surprise

she does like surprises, but it’s best not to keep her waiting long. she’ll grow bored and impatient, and oftentimes, being bored means someone is probably going to die a horrible death

she pouts around various places in the castle, waiting for you to return so she can spend more time with you

one evening, just after dinner (something you missed, to her surprise), she hears you calling her name from somewhere near the foyer

she searched for you, finding you in the Hall of the Four by the main entrance with a… bloody… body??

what have you been doing???

and why wasn’t she a part of it 🤨

“i was granted permission with this one,” you say as you drop the man-thing’s leg

it’s clear he’s dead with the way blood pools around his form and how he remains limp

she takes a few steps down, unsure how to proceed

“it’s not a romantic, candle-lit dinner,” you tell her as you rub the back of your neck, “but he’s all yours on this momentous occasion.”

she doesn’t get it

there was nothing coming up, no anniversaries or-

oh, god, did she forget-

she scrambles down the steps, slowing to a stop and asking what you mean

“is it… so wrong, to want to do something for you for a change?”

you just… did this? unprompted? without wanting anything in return, without having an ulterior motive?

she almost takes you right there, but you’re lucky she’s able to drag you to her room before smothering you in all the affection she can

kissing your cheeks, your forehead, nose, neck, palms of your hands…

she’ll deal with the dead man-thing in the main hall later; for now, she has more important things to tend to

she’s never had someone understand her completely like you do

it’s a nice change of pace :)

#asks #bela dimitrescu #cassandra dimitrescu #daniela dimitrescu #this was a nice break from my all-nighter #staying up studying for an exam at 11am 💪#it is currently 1:26am 💪💪#i am literally so tired and struggling to stay awake 💪💪💪#i hope you enjoy tho!! :D <33

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