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anantaru · 1 year

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cw. none, gn! reader, selfcare day with alhaitham <3

"aww, come on baby, you look great!"

"i do not." alhaitham insists and maybe he didn't, and maybe, you were a little evil for practically forcing him to wear a pink, with gems tapestried, bunny headband to successfully get rid of all the loose bangs pending around his forehead.

"trust me, you do!"

you squeeze back an amused grin and in return, offer him a witty glance over your shoulder, a small innocent pout twining on your lips, it made him almost jump out of his shoes— how can someone be so sharp tongued and adorable at the same time? he wonders.

"come on alhaitham, you promised!" you scoot closer, excited, "that's not my problem." he corrects you and this time, draws back the almost embarrassing ornament on top of his head and pushes it into a much better allaying position, taking heavy aim on the flimsy hair piece to get his point across, "but why must i wear this?"

alhaitham furrows his brows when you brush the conversation off and back paddle, "but you look so pretty and it serves as a higher purpose." eventually, he sighs in defeat, barely, and your lips quirk up into sheer entertainment by how clearly unimpressed he appeared— though, don't get him wrong— he still wouldn't get rid of the hair piece, because in all sincerity, he'd do anything you'd ask him to do or participate in.

it's the fact that whenever he agrees, whenever he gets out of his comfort zone to try out and experience new things with you, he can't tear his eyes off the happiness embodied on your face, on each crevice and nestle— your sweet smiles, your voice a tilt higher, barely perceivable in the faint heave of your utters, yet alhaitham distinguished your change in mannerism promptly. you're so cute and genuinely happy— this particular picture of you carved itself into his hearts deepest core, alhaitham wishes to cradle those memories forever.

you're everything and all— and he had vowed to love you as long as the sun would burn across the illuminated sky of sumeru, as long as the moon would shine its eminent light into the pitched darkness over the rainforests.

"now!" you dramatically point out, face lit up and snapping your fingers against his face, "to the beauty masks!"

oh, well, he's doomed.

you fling forward a small container from behind your back, watching how his eyes crinkle in confusion, lifting up a brow. "what will this do?" blinking at your hand, alhaitham reaches over to get a closer look but instead you beckon him to lay down.

"you'll see!" assurance was key, you affirmed, and you seat yourself as close as possible to alhaitham when he silently opens his arm for you, twisting around your hips to press you into him. quickly, you spin open the container to show him a neutral colored substance inside of it. "what did i do to deserve this?" he speaks sarcastically but so painfully monotone that if you weren't actually familiar with him, you'd never guess he's not being serious right now.

you plant a gentle kiss on his forehead to soothe his worries, "i just want to spoil you, dear acting grand sage." and he rolls his eyes at the silly nickname, well, it's not a nickname, it's his title if anything but whenever you said it, whenever you purposefully spill it past his ears like that— laced in a whisper, a pleasing one at that, you'll notice how a blurred redness crosses both his pale cheeks and the tip of his ears.

his heart skips a beat, you're so diligently badgering him that he wonders if you ever get tired of it, at all, "—okay, i'll be ignoring that name calling from now on." he hisses, your ability to just read him like that, be aware on what to do to get him to this current state of mind was a small amount of frightening, only miniscule though.

"why?" you innocently pout with your lips cutely pursed up while carefully applying the face mask on his forehead and t-zone with your fingers, "i like how you look at me whenever i say it." alhaitham focuses on your words, and his eyes, they never let go of surveying over your frame— perceptibly, each touch and trace of you, although being used to it, makes him shiver regardless.

you're radiating pure warmth and pleasantries he longs for, every smile, every laugh and touch, and you somehow become even more beautiful in his mind— alhaitham found it to be a distinguished miracle of some sort, ground breaking, or maybe it was fate after all that brought you together.

"how do i look at you?"

he originally preferred to bury the direction this conversation was setting sail to, but he can notice himself soften into you, together with the sickly sweet scent of the mask on his face— brown sugar mixed with plants from the rainforests, spilling into his nostrils with such gentleness, fragile emotions fermenting within him like an electric tempest rivaling those of inazumas.

"—a little flustered." you coo, tracing the settling substance above his jaw, "and shy."

alhaitham sighs, "is that so?" and runs his fingers over your back, up and down, up and down, yet closing his eyes for a transient moment, a soft exhale following suit next.

ugh, you were such a pain, really. he smiles to himself.

but somehow, just somehow, you both were simply meant for each other after all, no ifs and certainly no buts.

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apocalyp-tech-a · 14 days

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Remember in Season 1, Episode 1 Aftermath, Tech says "I am merely stating a theoretical hypothesis based on factual data?" Well, that's what I did, I made a "logical conclusion." From Lama Su coming back when we thought he was dead to the infamous "domicile," it was all factual evidence that was meant to push us in a direction of hoping that Tech would return and that CX-2 could be the way he does it. I'm not stupid, and neither are you. There's an underlying reason that I love Tech not based on just his handsome looks. I don't claim to have an exceptional mind like him and I don't intend to convince anyone that CX-2 was Tech, but I do want to explain how it could be construed through the way that character was presented as well as the possibility of Tech's return in general, that he could have been and none of us were wrong or "losers" to think so.

45 70 Reasons and more well on the way, lol...

General reasons:

*Tech is never seen actually dying.

*Hemlock being untrustworthy source of death certificate.

*The return of many thought to be dead characters in past Star Wars from Darth Maul who was sliced in half to Lama Su - the door closed on him and we thought he was getting shot by troopers only to show up alive later and this happened in The Bad Batch itself.

*CX-2 is shown walking toward the 'light' after dropping off Omega, symbolically toward a future redemption. @astrovoidy

*Height change on starwars.com

*The word 'dead' danced around on official sites and by BB employees

*the similarities to Winter soldier @on-a-quest

*the cryptic tweets that showcased reborn characters like Gandalf

*The official poster of CX-2 shows him in 'good' light. @eriexplosion AND CX-2 is shown looking up and to the side the way the original CF99 members are positioned and facing in their poster as if CX-2 is also a CF99 member

*other people in professional settings like New Rock Stars on youtube thought the same exact thing as well as casual viewers

*the large focus on CX-2, over multiple episodes

*misleading title of last episode "The Cavalry Has Arrived"

*Tech being smart enough to find a solution

*If Season 2 could be compared to Empire Strikes Back, Tech was taken from us the way Han Solo was, but Han Solo was returned so surely Tech would be as well

*no one expected a main ensemble character permadeath

*the fight with Crosshair music had hints of "Plan 99" in it

*Tech’s whole big conversation with Romar was about culture and memory, and he helped Romar restoring a data repository. Between the implication that Tech would have lost his memories and Phee saying, “Tech’s brain was the databank, not mine,” you could easily see that as foreshadowing for Tech getting his memories back. @heyclickadee

*All the little one line reminders and goggles shots up through episode twelve only serve to make the audience want Tech back. They aren’t closure, they’re reminders of his absence. [Tech never being quite mourned.] @heyclickadee

*The goggles are lit, or look like they’re lit, in every scene they’re in except the last one, which sure makes all those earlier shots deliberate. @heyclickadee *CX-2 could have killed all of them at different moments, but chose not to (shooting pilot instead of Hunter for example)

Physical and character similarities:

*the shrimp posture

*the kick in the fight similar to droid kick in S1E1

*the similar hand to hand combat style

*the shooting accuracy- ipsium cave/ plan 99

*the elegant deliberate movement especially of hands and fingers

*the animated head and body when speaking

*the helmet – even has his hairline @jorolle

*the viewfinder similar to Tech's and utilized just as often

*the pouches(!!!)

*the limberness and agility

*the confident capability

*the crouching/getting on one knee - Tech is an infamous croucher!

*the deviant nature – ignoring orders

*the technology know how

*the flying – some say the turn on Teth was a Tech Turn

*the extraness of tool/weapon twirl

*armpad like Tech's datapad @wolveria

*CX-2's ship has similarities to the Marauder @wolveria

*Tech CC-9902 / CX-2 - both end in 2 @wolveria

*We are reminded this season that Tech was especially good at decryption. What do we see CX-2 doing on Phee’s ship? Yeah. @heyclickadee

*Season two went out of its way to establish that Tech has a high pain tolerance, is a good close range fighter (he won a life-or-death fight with a guy when he had that broken femur), quick processing speed, and is an excellent shot. All skills we see CX-2 exhibit. @heyclickadee

The 'British' accent, speech inflection, pronunciation. and vocabulary (this alone is enough to convince anyone...):

'You better get back HERE." - "I know the girl is HERE."

"The fifth IS Omega." - "The girl IS alive."

"Who are you?" - "Who are you?"

"Naveecomputah." - "Neveecomputah."

"DOMICILE." - "DOMICLE."

Cinematic framing similarities:

*the limping

*the coming out of the water @lilacjunimo

*hooking the rappel hook rappelling down was like dangling off the rail car

*the boulder moving

*helmet viewpoint from CX-2 in finale, only BB members ever had that

Conjectural situations of suspicion:

*the beef with Crosshair

*the constant surviving

*the pausing when choking Crosshair

*the pausing to look at Phee

*The implications that Crosshair seems to know something about CX-2 (he wants to get out of dodge when he knows CX-2 is coming), and the intense lingering guilt Crosshair feels—and which is never dealt with! It’s still there through the finale—implying he knows or suspects it’s Tech. @heyclickadee

*“Whatever they did to you, whatever you’ve done, you’re still one of us,” offered by Rex towards the CXs @heyclickadee

*Crosshair’s character arc this season being partly about realizing that anyone can change and that no one is really beyond saving, which would have continued going somewhere if he thought CX-2 was Tech and considered him beyond saving, but then changed his mind and realized he needed to try. Notice that he does not engage CX-2 in 11 like he did in 7, and that this comes after his revelation about giving people a chance in 9. @heyclickadee

*CX-2 is even more Tech like in 11 than he was in 6 and 7. This implies that he could be starting to wake up, and that almost killing Crosshair triggered that. He doesn’t kill anyone except one of his own guys on Pabu (or Phee) even though it would make his job much easier. He even has Hunter and Wrecker in his sights and moves his aim to not shoot them directly. @heyclickadee

*Crosshair has no way to know that the CX’d clones come out different and that their identities are erased unless it happened to someone we know. In fact, there’s not reason for the CX plot to exist unless that horrific thing happens to someone we know. @heyclickadee

*The first episode of the show starts out with Hunter covering for someone who supposedly died in a fall. In fact, there are direct parallels in the lines: “Where’s the Jedi?” “I stunned him when he jumped. He didn’t make it.” vs “Where’s Tech?” “Omega…Tech didn’t make it.” I’m not saying Hunter was covering for Tech; I am saying that is the only place in the script where we see those phrases matched up. @heyclickadee

*Tech being CX-2 would have fit in perfectly with each member of the batch experiencing a traumatic loss (and regaining) of agency that correlated directly to who and how they are as people. @heyclickadee

Foreshadowing lines:

*More machine than man, percentage wise at least.

*Better late than dead.

*See you around, Brown Eyes.

*Tech's not gone.

*The operative's gone rogue.

*Romar saying he's a survivor and Tech's look at him.

*Don't go running off with any pirates or smugglers. @heyclickadee

Abandoned storyline reasons:

*The romance with Phee, surely it wouldn't be abandoned!? 🙄😡

*CX-2's death being anticlimactic

*The finale seeming rushed and incomplete

*Actors saying there were script changes

*CX-2's accent in the finale was not only not like Tech's as it was in previous episodes, it wasn't even a clone accent (wtf was that) signaling a script change

@wolveria made a great analysis here with her Tech-Genda !

@heyclickadee gave a great analysis here and also great evidence, more in comments!

@vivaislenska has a list as well with some of these points!

@eriexplosion has a great analysis here!

Having said that, here are some reasons it may not have been him:

*Too many characters coming back from the dead.

*The way he says 'clones' in Infiltration was more reg accent.

*Tech's line in the cave to Omega which "was a big one to me” in retrospect: "I am aware that you miss him, but we have to adapt and move on."

As for the intentions of the writers to either have been forced to change the script, but can't admit it due to NDAs or if they truly meant for CX-2 to be Crosshair's foil which to me was unclear, especially with all of the evidence above, I don't know. At least they could have made CX-2 talk and move like a reg. Making him talk and walk like Tech was kind of cruel on top of a cruel we already experienced in Plan 99. I am not personally attacking the writers, I still love Season 1 and 2 and most of Season 3, but I wish I knew what happened behind the scenes with this and I know I'm not the only one. I think this is the last time I'll personally address Season 3 or the finale unless to support other commentators/creators and for my own fix-it and art and writing. And I look forward to seeing everyone else's works as well and hope no one gives up this beautiful Batch or fandom as I almost did. Canon seems done with him, he belongs to us now. 💜

And if anyone has anything I missed (I'm sure I'll think of more myself), feel free to comment or reblog with that addition or a link to your own post and/or I can edit the OP to include it and tag you. Also, don't feel like you can't make your own post about this subject! But I do hope this maybe helped anyone still dealing with the 'aftermath' like me, to know you're not alone, and you did not read too much into it.

(In retrospect, I can't believe they killed him though, lol. What the kriff were they thinking!?! #too handsome to die #too awesome to die)

#tbb spoilers #the bad batch spoilers #star wars #the bad batch #cx-2 #tech the bad batch #tech tbb #tbb #analysis #the bad batch season 3 #TECH LIVES!#DOMICILE y'all!!! what the kriff...

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thefiery-phoenix · 2 months

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YANDERE YOOJIN(EUGENE) HEADCANONS

I seriously PRAY for you if you have him after you, it's like you've received a death contract from the devil himself. One thing you cannot deny when it comes to him is his determination, when he's set out to do something, he WILL get it done, including of course, stalking you and finding out everything about you. You could either meet him in school when you both are in the same class, you make the unfortunate mistake of standing up for him when he's getting bullied and picked on by the other people and ever since then he decides to know everything about you. It's like the heavens itself sent him an angel, just for him. He lives in his own deluded little fantasy world where you belong to him

Don't worry if you didn't get the memo, you'll get it soon enough right after he finishes ensuring that silly chemistry partner of yours disappears for good. Male or female, he doesn't give a damn. He doesn't like it when other people are too close to you for his liking. He got absolutely infuriated with that teacher pairing you with someone else other than him, how DARE that happen? You BELONG to him, his mind was working in overdrive, churning with less than savory and unpleasant thoughts but he still maintained his usual calm and stoic manner with his fake smile plastered across his smug face. I'm telling you, this guy is WAY WORSE than a serial killer, he'll have his own sadistic pleasure and fun toying with the person he's after and send the rest of the workers after that poor schmuck where Mandeok will resort to punching them in the face till they're knocked out cold and bloodied on the ground

If you're one of the Worker's and a part of the organization, he doesn't want you finding out about the dark secrets of the organization. He'll specifically warn the others to keep their mouths shut around you and anyone else who dares to slip something by mistake or accident, well... they'll be found dead in the next hour or so. He does NOT want his reputation getting tarnished in your eyes, you do mean a lot to him and he holds you in the highest regard even if he does want you chained up to his bed and be by his side at all times. He gets jealous really fast too but he doesn't really show it outside, he's managed to keep a check and control of his emotions. He'll have that unnerving fake smile plastered across his face as his eyes narrow coldly and he'll give a slight nod to his right hand man Mandeok to deal with the pest which he'll comply

If you think he won't have files and files of information on you, you're mistaken. He'll send his brother Yuseong after you to find out more about you and he'll make him report EVERY single thing that you in your life, he feels like he's getting a glimpse into the window of your life and he'll use every single bit of information to his own advantage to pull the strings to manipulate you into getting you to be his since that's the kind of guy he is. He's really not above installing secret cameras in your own house either, he'll have a large storage of videos of you along with all your passwords, your search history...everything. When he does his research for you, he leaves no stone untouched, no possibility unchecked

The other day Mitsuki made a slight joke of you competing in the circus and he almost blew a fuse and was on the verge of forgetting his politeness and was ready to strangle her. His eyes narrowed at her coldly as he spoke "Mitsuki... I do hope you did not forget your position here. You might be the President of the worker's second Affiliate but I am the chairman. Any more unsavory thoughts on the one I intend to pursue...let me assure you that the consequences for you will be dire'' he said in an ominous tone as his expression darkened at her. Mitsuki had no choice but to keep herself from spewing insults at him because he was right. Despite Eugene having a sadistic streak and persona inside him, he doesn't actually want to see you physically getting hurt. He'd rather resort to mind games and emotional manipulation instead of seeing you get hurt physically

Look, he cares for you in his own twisted way. I'd say you'll be kidnapped by him after a week or two weeks. You'll wake up on a fancy bed with lush and posh furniture around as he enters the room and he'll caress your cheek with a sickly lovesick obsessive look in his eyes. "I'm so glad you're awake sweetheart...there'll be some new changes to your life now. You'll be mine now and there are some rules you'll have to follow'' he said. After your initial hysteria and panicking and demands to be set free, he'll just chuckle softly at you and look at you with an endearing look on his face like you just said something cute and adorable to him. "Let you go, darling, don't be silly...it's a dangerous world out there, I'm doing this to keep you safe. You wouldn't want to make me mad now do you...'' he said as he stared at you in amusement while he could see your will power and determination crumbling slightly as the moment passes by. He would be lying if he didn't like how helpless and scared and vulnerable you looked, on the contrary he actually enjoyed it

He's going to enjoy breaking you and shaping you like a clay doll that'll obey his every word and wish. The only thing that's keeping you from loving him is your own self which he'll obviously has to deal with. He'll use your family and friends against you and each time you have tears streaming down your face he'll coo at you with mock sympathy and kiss your cheeks and dry your tears. He can't believe he has you in his arms, where you rightfully belong. For the love of god and your sanity, don't even think of trying to escape from him. You do NOT know to what extent he will go through to make your life hell. He'll have you dragged back by his brother Yuseong without saying a word and for the first time, even that fake smile of his disappeared and he'll give you a cold look which will fill you with a sense of dread for what's about to happen

"This is for your own good darling...you need to learn you NEED me in your life'' he said as you'll be locked in a room and tied to the bed with silk ropes. He doesn't want to hurt you after all. But at the same time he also kind of does so...say goodbye to your friends and family I guess. Don't be too sad when you see their missing or dead bodies on the news channels the next day as he'll whisper in your ear how the whole thing could have been prevented had you not acted like a brat. He does have his soft moments with you at times. He likes talking to you about your day or about anything basically. He likes to spoil you with gifts and forehead kisses and cheek kisses too and pat you on the head like you're some kind of pet when you don't scream at him for 5 whole days. He also likes having you on his lap during his work and he WANTS people to know you're his and you belong to him, that way no one would have the guts to mess with him

It's not like you can ask someone for help either, all the Workers are strictly loyal to him which makes sense since he IS the chairman after all. Yuseong will be your secret bodyguard, always watching your every move and snitching on you when he feels like you might plan to leave his brother. He would even resort to drugging you or sedating you to make you nice and pliant and obedient for him till your thoughts are occupied of him and only him...he's going to make you his in every way possible...

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circeyoru · 2 months

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(UNWANTED SOUL idea) when reader gets turned to an angle instead of being stuck in heaven they immediately return via their page teleportation. So no angsty alastor for more than 5 min. But they teleported right behind Adam and we're the one to kill him much to alastors delight and everyone else's confusion.

Later on alastor is learning to take care of the readers wings since reader forgets they have them and let's them fall to disreapare.

Go to MASTERLIST for the works. This ask is for {Unwanted Souls}. *Check the redeem you ones

Okay, no angst. Err... Maybe a bit, just a touch

I'll bet that Alastor was crushed when he saw you disappear into thin air. Not the type where you teleport elsewhere to avoid him, but actually disappear, gone, dead. When his soul was returned to him and his limitations all gone. He wrathfully unleashed at Adam.

Somehow I feel like Alastor using his full power will have massive pressure and tension built the closer one's to him. Within that less than 5 minutes, let's say Alastor singlehandedly got the barrier up again and slaughtered any and all angels that come into his perimeter. Charlie and the others all felt the surge in Alastor's power and pressure, immediately heading towards him to see what was happening since their stations were all cleared thanks to Alastor.

To counter Alastor, Adam used more power as well. In the end, Alastor was still no match but unlike in the show, he doesn't back down because you were gone. In his mind, that memory kept replaying, there was two option for him: either kill Adam or die trying.

When the Charlie and the other made it to Alastor's battlefield, they shouted for him to stop and retreat because he was at a disadvantage the more he fights. He was clearly losing that charisma he had at the start of the battle.

"Stay out of this, Charlie." Alastor threatened the moment he saw her step closer.

Adam laughed, "Aww, did I kill your little crush? Too bad. Demons like you don't deserve happiness."

Charlie and the others all wondered what Adam was talking about; Alastor was obviously triggered again as he headfirst into Adam for another more personal attack. An obvious trap that cornered Alastor.

With his axe positioned to Alastor's neck, Adam stared down with a victorious grin, "Time to meet your little babe, right?"

Alastor let down his barrier, he couldn't explain why, but he just did it. Like a voice told him so or a feeling of a familiar presence.

The moment he did, the abandoned book you always bring around opened itself and the pages flew at Adam. Confusing him. He backed up and away from Alastor, trying to swat away the pages that were coming at him like mad.

A new figure emerged, two pairs of silver wings and a bright halo was the only thing Alastor could see. Though his sight was more focused on the way one of the pages sliced Adam's head off of his neck like butter. Alastor's red eyes followed the rolling head and falling body. With a tired back, he looked up at the figure.

"My... Dar....ling?"

"Yes, Alastor." You stepped closer to him, your pages fluttering around like harmless petals now, you kneeled down and gave him a hug as gently as possible to not put pressure on his pain.

"You're... back..." Alastor wrapped his hands around you to bring him closer to you, his body shook. "Am I... Is this... a dre...am?"

Your wings instinctively wrapped around him, glowing as they healed your wounded love. For the brief moment you had your new angelic powers, you were already using them like you had him your entire life. "No, Alastor. It's not a dream."

"Stay with me... Don't leave... me..."

You smiled, "I won't, Alastor. I'll miss you too much."

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Yes! An exact echo. Remember how in part 2 (I think) you tell him you missed him before entering your slumber mode? Yeah, it's happening here too.

The reason why I gave Reader/you two pairs of wings here is cause it shows power and authority. If you're not trapped as long as you were before, then something has to change, and that is your power and authority over the exterminations or specifically portal to Hell. Here, you're an angel that controls the entrance to Heaven and Hell. Think guardian, like that~

#Circe's Nighty Writings #alastor imagine #alastor x reader #alastor x y/n #alastor x you #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel alastor #alastor headcanons #hazbin hotel fanfiction #alastor #hazbin hotel oneshots #yandere alastor #yandere alastor x reader #yandere hazbin hotel #alastor fanfiction #hazbin hotel imagines #Unwanted Soul

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sethcertified · 1 year

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「 LEARNED FROM THE MOVIES ! 」 . . . 📂

harry potter : cedric diggory

wrd count : 3.4k

⊹˚.⋆ synopsis . . . cedric is hopefully in love with [name], but had been rejected time and time again. when he learns the rom com way (rizz) to winning a person’s heart, he tries it on [name]

⊹˚.⋆ starring . . . cedric diggory & male reader

It was hopeless.

That was what Cedric repeated to himself as he laid in the mess he called a bed. It seemed that every time he tried to woo you over, you rejected him! His advances always fell flat no matter how hard he tried.

His countless confessions always ended up with you giving him an awkward smile and saying later; although, by now he knew later would never come.

A frown scorned his face at the sound of the dorm's door creaking open. Cedric turned away from the soft light that poured through the door. He didn't want anyone seeing him; the hero of hufflepuff, so defeated.

"Cedric?" The familiar, feminine tilt of the voice made Cedric turn over to see who was asking for him. There stood Cho Chang; her scarf wrapped around her neck snug with a concerned expression decorating her face.

Cedric knew why she was here, but he couldn't even bother saying anything to the girl. He was hurting too much.

Small steps rang out as they got closer to Cedric's bed until they eventually stopped. A small, gentle hand placed itself on Cedric's shoulder, "Cedric?" Cho's voice was comforting and Cedric finally looked her in the eye; eyes rimmed red.

"Oh, Cedric," Cho cooed. She had never seen Cedric so hurt, but so many rejections do take it's toll at one point. Cedric was her best friend, and to see him so depressed made her heart swell in pity. "It'll be okay. If [Name] can't see that you're an amazing guy; he's dumb.

“Besides, there's ton of other fish in the sea," Cho flashed the heartbroken boy a smile to try to cheer him up, but Cedric's frown deepened.

Cedric sat up from his laid out position, brushing Cho's hand off his shoulder, "I don't want anyone else, Cho. I love him!" Cedric ran his fingers through his mop of brunette locks, "I need him to accept my feelings. I can't live without him."

Cho nodded as she processed Cedric's words.

She knew that he wouldn't accept any other propositions about what to do if it didn't end up with you in his arms. With a purse of her lips, an idea hit her. You loved rom coms! It seemed every other week you would be watching some type of muggle rom com with a love struck look in your eyes in the Ravenclaw common room.

All she needed to do now was to teach Cedric about these romance movies, so he could learn the techniques the male leads used that won your heart!

With an ambitious glint in her dark eyes, Cho took Cedric's hands and dragged him up, ready to show him the way to your heart. As the two stormed off to the Ravenclaw dorm, preparing to go through your DVD collection, they ran into the source of this adventure; you.

Your hands planted against Cedric's chest, balancing yourself before recollecting your composure and observing the two. Cho's hair has developed a bit of frizz, and the usual perfect placement of Cedric's hair was all over the place.

"Cedric! Cho! What are you two doing?" You asked as you awkwardly moved your hands away from Cedric's hard chest to your sides.

Cedric's eyes danced your face, taking in your breathtaking features as his perfect, pink lips spread open in response; leaving his lips agape with no words leaving his mouth. You had that charming yet awkward smile that usually occupied your face, and Cedric's mind had drawn a blank on the excuse he had thought of.

In luck, Cho was able to cover for Cedric who was staring at you, gaping like a fish, "We were actually looking for you!" A grimace placed itself on your face as you remembered how a few hours earlier you had rejected Cedric, and figured that that was the reason they wanted to see you. You turned to the boy with an apologetic expression, "I'm really sorry about earlier. We're good, right?" Cedric nodded dumbly before Cho cut into the conversation,

"Actually, Cedric, here is taking muggle studies, and he is doing a project on muggle movies! I always see you watching them in the common room and thought you might help him!"

Oh!" You rubbed the back of your neck awkwardly, "Well, I feel kinda stupid now, but, yeah, I can let you borrow some of my movies." You began to waltz off to the dorm as Cho gave Cedric a first pump from behind your back.

Cedric didn't return the enthusiasm; his attention being transfixed on the warmth your hands had left on his robes from the two of you running into each other.

The Ravenclaw dorm hadn't changed from the last time Cedric went in there to hang out with Cho. Everything had stayed the same. Cedric inhaled; getting wafted by the smell of candles, books, and ink. It smelt like you. You disappeared into the boy's dorm before coming out will a tall, leaning stack of DVDs. As you stepped forward toward the pair, the DVDS wobbled, and Cedric rushed to catch them. The tip of his fingers brushed against yours as they leaned against his chest. He sent you a cheesy smile, "That was a close one."

You nodded in agreement and moved to set the stack of movies on the tabletop. Cedric dawned a small frown at the feeling of your fingers leaving his, but quickly covered it when you turned back around to the two, "Well, here's my collection! What kind of movies are you looking for?”

Cedric stayed silent until Cho elbowed him, "Ow!" He gritted his teeth as he held his hip in pain, "Uh, Romance movies?"

Your eyes practically sparkled at the mention as you smiled like a just won the lottery and quickly sprung into a ramble, “I love romance movies! Everybody makes fun of me for liking them as much as I do with me being a guy and all, but who says guys can't like romance movies? They're always like, 'That's gay; and I'm like, 'Guess what? I am, so fuck off; but still, it is so exhausting." The glow in your eyes died down as you remembered the interaction which Cedric took immediate notice to. He placed his hand on your shoulder in an attempt to comfort you, "Well, if you ever want some company or someone to talk to about romance movies; l'm here."

Your eyes softened and the sparkle in your eye came back. You couldn't help but feel bad for never giving Cedric a chance. Sure, he was every students' dream guy with his tall, muscular body, dreamy eyes, and perfect, honeycomb eyes, but you didn't know him enough to ever consider him as a romantic option. The voice in your head that had so far been screaming at you to get away from Cedric was quiet, and you couldn't help but start to understand why everyone loved Cedric.

Cho stood to the side as she watched the two of you gaze into each others eyes like the other had hung the moon and smiled to herself. Her job here was down, and she turned away with lithe steps in the direction of the girls dorm room; planning to tell all her friends about her matchmaker activities with Hufflepuffs' golden boy and Ravenclaws' certified filmbro.

Cedric caught Cho's departure in his peripheral vision and tried to fight the urge drag her back.

What kind of wingwoman ditches mid-seduction? Your gaze followed to where Cedric's was glaring at and found that Cho had left, "Oh, Cho left. Did she have to go somewhere?"

Cedric forced a smile as he cursed at Cho internally, "Yeah, had a... thing to do in the library." You nodded and turned to your pile, trying to brush off the feelings that had overcame you while looking in Cedric's eyes.

Said boy was peering over your shoulder as you separated the movies into two piles. His brows furrowed trying to figure out how you were deciding which one you were giving him, and how he would manage to make you fall for him with them. He tapped your shoulder, "How are you separating them?"

"I'm giving you my favorite romance movies," you pointed at the huge stack, "That's all of my movies including the ones l'm giving you, so I gotta sort them out." Cedric nodded his head but wanted to keep talking to you, "Which ones are your favorites? I want to hear your thoughts on them for my project." He would pat himself on the shoulder if he could. That was one good lie.

You could feel yourself about to spring off into a ramble and scolded yourself internally. Most people shunned you for your rambles, but for some reason you couldn’t quite place, you felt comfortable enough with Cedric to let go of your embarrassment about rambling, “Well, that’s a tough question,” you chuckled nervously, “I would say 10 Things I Hate About You, The Notebook, and Flipped.”

Your fingers clenched the new found DVD of 10 Things I Hate About You, “This one is just so fun to watch, you know? My favorite scene is when the main guy, Patrick, is singing infront of everyone during her soccer practice just to apologize to her. It’s so sweet.”

Cedric felt himself fall for you even more as your eyes glowed with love, “That’s what I love about romance movies! The guys are always so devoted to proving their love. In The Notebook, he writes her a love letter everyday for a year.”

You spun around back to your collection, scouring for the other two movies. Your hand grasped the DVD for Flipped and you handed it to Cedric, “In this one, he plants a tree for her because the one she loved got cut down.” Your hands filtered through the pile as you searched for The Notebook before finally finding it, “Well, that’s all of them. I hope your project does well.”

Cedric traced the spine of the movies as he nodded nervously but with a goal set in place in his heart. If he could show you that he loved you by doing those things, you might just finally accept his feelings. He gave you a quick, "Thank you" before leaving you and preparing for the journey up ahead.

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It had taken a few try's but Cedric had figured out how to play the movies you had given him. He sat in-front of the movie that was starting with a journal and pencil in hand. The first movie was, The Notebook; and Cedric was ultra-focused on it. He remembered how you spoke so highly of the letters Noah had written Allie, and looked at the crisp, lined-sheet of paper. The quill that rested in between his fingers felt like a testament to his love for you. All he had to do know was write you something that would take your breath away.

Cedric's quill danced along the paper in swirls and loops as cursive took over the page. He wanted to make the letter look nice for you. His fingers were clenching the quill so hard to the point pain shot out of his finger tips. Cedric ignored the pain in his fingers as his letter neared to an end.

Cedric's fingers burned red as he dropped the quill onto his bed. His eyes scanned the now finished letter over and over; trying to guarantee it was perfect before he sent it off to you. With a pleased smile, Cedric set off to the owlery for you to open the letter tomorrow during breakfast.

And before he knew it, breakfast had arrived.

Cedric's eyes were latched onto you as he played around with the food on his plate anxiously. Cho sat next to you, sparing glances at Cedric every so often. Cedric had told Cho about what would happen during breakfast, and she was scouting your reaction for him.

The owls swept into the dining hall in unison, and Cedric felt his chest swell with anxiety. It wasn't exactly anonymous with the timing of it all, and knowing your brains, it wouldn't be difficult for you to figure out it was Cedric who wrote the letter; in fact, it wouldn't be difficult at all.

Your owl dropped the rolled up piece of paper onto your empty plate as it flew over your head.

Cedric had tied the paper together with a [favorite color] ribbon for more appeal, and so he could pin point that it was his letter you were opening.

He watched as your fingers delicately untied the ribbon. The letter unraveled and you began to read the heartfelt words pour out onto the paper:

"Dear [Name],

There are many things I would like to say to you, but there's only so much room on a piece of paper. That doesn't mean I didn't try though!

You are everything I have ever wanted and so much more.

Whether it's your smile or your sense of humor or your desire to please everyone around you; you have made me fall for you. And trust me when I say; I fell hard.

I didn't know what loving someone meant until I met you. I've had crushes in the past, but none of them have made me feel the way you do. You make me feel like I'm the greatest wizard in the world, and I will never be able to thank you enough for that.

I'm running out of paper, so l'll make this quick:

I love you.

Always yours..

Your eyes lifted off the paper and flickered to where Cedric sat. It was a quick glance, but it made Cedric's heart race in an emotion between hopefulness and nervousness he couldn't quite discern.

Cho's squeals rang in your ears as your mind raced. Of course you knew it was Cedric who had written the letter. The timing couldn't have been a coincidence, yet that feeling of refusal that usually swept through you when Cedric made his advances wasn't there this time. It shocked you, but you couldn't ignore the blossoming feeling in your heart.

You were falling for Cedric Diggory.

Your eyes flickered back to where the boy sat at the Hufflepuff table. Cedric was gazing at you with that look in his eyes he usually held when he confessed his feelings for you, and you couldn't help the soft, tight lipped smile that stretched across your face at the sight.

If this meant what you thought it did than you were more than enthusiastic for what was to come.

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Game day was always nerve-wracking for Cedric. The whole of Hufflepuff depended on him to make them proud, but today only one person's opinion mattered to him; yours.

The second movie you had given him was 10 Things I Hate About You, and now it was time for him to recreate the iconic scene you said you loved.

The mic shook in his hand as he waltzed out onto the stands. Everyone was there with rumors spreading about Cedric doing something special, and Cho had guaranteed you were there too. With a shaky breath, Cedric walked out onto the stadium as the steady instrumental of 'Can't Take My Eyes Off of You' began to play.

He closed his eyes as the words of the song poured out of his mouth. Cedric was by no means a good singer, but if this is what it took to get you in his arms, he would sing for the rest of his life. Cheers followed his movements as he pointed at where you sat. You were covering your face with your hand, but your eyes were crinkled in joy.

The words flowed out easier as Cedric's eyes stayed focused on you instead of the hoard of students watching him. His movements became more relaxed as he danced around on the stadium's seats before sitting among the crowds as the chorus came to an end. Cheers drowned out the stadium hurting both your and Cedric's ears. Cho pushed your hand away from your face revealing the big toothy grin that had taken over the lower half of your face. It was the happiest Cedric had ever seen you before and he mirrored your smile.

Teachers were rushing toward where Cedric sat amongst the crowd, but he could've cared less for the scowls on their faces and the strides they took toward him. Stage 2 was a success, and Cedric couldn't help the tsunami of hope washing over him that after stage 3, you would finally be his boyfriend after all these years of trying.

Unbeknownst to Cedric, his hope wasn't too far off. The letters he had been sending you since that day in the great hall sat under your bed in a beautifully decorated box you had made specifically for them, and your face held a certain warmth as you watched the teachers pull the boy by his arms away from the crowd.

You were in love with Cedric Diggory.

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The wind blew in your hair as you stood in the middle of the green, newly-cut grass field behind Hogwarts. In the letter you had been given today from a certain Hufflepuff boy, a riddle had directed you to where you now stood. Suspicions of what could be going on had racked your brain since you received today's letter from Cedric. The third movie you had given Cedric was Flipped, and if he continued his current pattern, he would be planting a tree right here for you.

Your fingers twitched against your leg as you searched the area for Cedric. You considered yourself a patient person, but at the moment, all the patience you once had was gone.

To your relief, Cedric was walking toward you; his fist clenched by his side. A seed rested in his palm. He had taken the proper precautions for planting the seed earlier before your letter was delivered, and now was the time.

The sound of footsteps coming toward you caused you to turn around. Cedric walked toward you as you waved at him with a dorky smile, "Hi."

"Hi." Cedric cleared his throat awkwardly, catching your attention, "| guess you already know why I'm here, but, uh, here I am anyways.

And I'm sure you already know what is going on His voice shook as he continued, "I have loved you since the moment I saw you, and I know you wouldn't let me show it, but I couldn't let that stop me. I know that in the past you've rejected me and you might now, but I need to do this."

You nodded as Cedric opened his fist to reveal the dark, small seed that rested against his palm, "| want to be with you. I want to keep writing love letters to you, and doing embarrassing things just to make you smile even if it means I get detention. If- if you'd like that, please take this seed."

Your eyes fell onto the seed as your hand reached out to take it, “I'd like that. I'd like that a a lot actually.” You took the seed out of his hand; examining it, "I must say, Diggory, you really know how to win a guy's heart."

Cedric laughed as he took you in his arms relief taking over him, "I learned from the best."

"True." you added with a small giggle, "I do want my movies back though."

"No way." Cedric joked as he shook his head, "| like them too much now to give them back."

"Don't press your luck, Diggory. l've rejected you before, and I can reject you again" You playfully glared at the boy who was just grinning at you as giddy as ever, "Okay! Fine! We can share."

Cedric smiled against the top of your head as daydreams of laying with you took over his mind while the two of you watched one of your many rom coms.

"We really should plant this tree now." you whispered.

"Yeah, we should"

The two of you separated away from the hug as you bent down to the freshly dug hole in the ground. Cedric's hand cupped yours as you placed the seed into the hole, his fingers interlocking with yours, "I love you"

"I love you too."

Cedric couldn't help but kiss you like he had dreamed of doing all these years. It was as heavenly as he had imagined, and couldn't help but thank the movies that had helped him win you over and into his arms.

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Imagine: Mammon's manifestation of Greed extending to his s/o in how he expects/demands monetary goods/compliments from others - but now, his s/o is there too, like a pretty little butterfly plucking his mind's webbing. Can't have a bad image on his hands, can he? Mass production is greed in itself, and that is the usual shtick - but what if you had a little nicer things? Things Mammon likes on you - same items, but tremendously high quality shit.

If he requests something, you'll be getting a version of it for yourself. One that compliments Mammon, of course.

New clothing made for him? Matching quality one for his s/o is now an unspoken demand. Interviews at a talk show or meet-n-greet - well, you're answering questions now too (obviously redirecting them all to be praise for Mammon, how great he is, exct.) Gifts brought to an elaborate blue-blood demonic soiree? - what do you *mean* none were brought for his little doll, too!? 110% absolutely the kinda guy to demand your items be brought out perfect and then some. Even goes as far as to demand a take-out meal (not quite fine dining, but not fast-food; the sin of Greed is at least trying) to be re-made all because you asked for the garnish to be removed - *and* you're getting dessert now, as an apology.

But, Mammon wouldn't be caught dead telling you the reason why. Not in public, at least; "It's just image, you little treacle-tart!", don't question why he's pummeling imps and demons alike for missed delivery or promises. He paid for that shit and they dare to bring you something sub-par!? Like he wouldn't check that quality for the $$ he dropped.

You better speak up too, if the quality/taste/item isn't to your liking. Mammon totally gets all butthurt when you don't. Grumbling about 'Wasting money on shitty things', and throws a tantrum, where for a week, he doesn't underhand the revenue from Fizz-merch to 'gift' you things.

'Cuz all of his gifts would probs come with webby-little metaphorical strings attached

(RIP to any s/o who says they don't need the stuff given to them - Mammon wants you dressed and presentable in the most marketable-patent-pending finest, and you wouldn't want him to feel bad for all this work he's put into making you look nice with him, right? Right?!)

I've been side eyeing this ask for ages because its HUGE oh my lord you put your whole being into this and i LOVE IT.

Now, Mammon being the manifestation of greed is really interesting when it comes to having an s/o because there are SO SO many ways his greedy nature would impact the relationship, both negatively and positively. This idea of him ensuring his s/o is bathed with extravagant items, and that others are expected to give to you is amazing because its like, he adores you so much that he's projecting his greed onto you. It's such a common thing in relationships and since greed is one of his core personality traits its really fitting!

So, catch this;

- Mammon has so many outfits for so many different occasions and because of this, so do you. It's not obvious, at first glance a person wouldn't be able tell that you were matching but the themes and colours of the outfits are strikingly similar. BUT, you will always have an outfit to match with his. Everytime he gets something new - which is often, he has something made for you. It's cute!

- He doesn't even need to put in the request anymore, his retailers just know they'll need to be making you something similar.

- All of his business partners know, actually. Bringing a gift to Mammon and feeding his neverending desire for material gain is like a peace offering. However, its heeded that if a similar gift is not brought to you too, then it's no-deal.

- It has to be good too, nothing cheap or casual. It must be luxurious, wealthy, and pristine. You are a nuisance to corporate wallets.

- Seeing you get given gifts of high quality and standard brings Mammon immense joy, close to that of how he feels when recieving items himself. He likes seeing the way you light up as you recieve such gifts, so greatful every single time despite how often it happens.

- Thats why it all has to be perfect, because if he gets even a whiff of disastisfaction on your behalf someone is dying.

- You don't know how he does it, but he always somehow knows whats wrong with the gift, and is always able to redirect the blame onto anyone but you. The gift is cheap, or tacky? These business demons are rich, how dare they try to play it cheap! You just don't like it? Well, you aren't ungreatful, they should have put a little elbow grease into figuring out what you're interested in!

- You don't really get why he's so invested in ensuring you recieve gifts. You've inquired about it many times, most commonly after you've disliked an item you had recieved and he had torn through half the underlings in the room, but he never spoke about it.

- He made obvious, half-assed excuses. I'm quoting you here, anon; "It's just image, you little treacle-tart!" But honestly you never thought to much into it, you guessed it was just his love language. That, and excessive physical touch.

- I think any normal person in this situation would try so, so hard not to become spoilt and demanding, but its honestly very hard to not cave into spoiling desires when the man you are in a relationship with can and absolutely will provide everything you could ever need and or want at the snap of a finger.

- Even if you don't ask for anything, he's still getting you stuff! He keeps a constant eye on the things you're interested in, recent views on shopping websites, items in public you took a particular liking to ect. He probably keeps a list somewhere.

- You don't have much of a say in getting these gifts though. Even if you didn't want them, if you weren't that much of a material person he's drowning you in them anyways. There's definitely a thin layer of guilt there too, because, I mean... he spent so much money on you, because he loves you, and wants you to have the perfect items! Don't you want to be perfect, and pretty, like him? Just let him spoil you, it can't hurt. He only wants to treat you the way you deserve to be treated.

- This goes hand-in-hand with those metaphorical webs and strings attatched to his gifts. He's doing all this work for you, so you better like him. You can't complain when he needs something of you, because he treats you so well.

- Now then, I agree with you in the aspect that before he realised you should, as standard, be getting gifts and rewards from everyone around you, that he fed into your whims and desires in a quantity over quality fashion. You're happy, and it saves him his hard earned money which he absolutely despises parting with.

- But he gets more of a kick out of getting you the expensive stuff, a result of his overwhelming greed. So, this phase of quantity over quality didn't last long.

- He knows what products are the most extravagant and of fine quality and he always gets you that. I would say nobody ends up dying at this point, but that'd be a lie. Mammon is an impatient demon and so if an order is late, or if an item he has bought is skewed or damaged in delivery, blood is being spilt.

- I LOVE THE LAST ONE CUZ I ALSO HC THAT. I think Mammon is a very insecure man, deep down. He puts on this performance persona because he worries about the way he is percieved, so when Fizz just like, up and goes he gets extremely worried you'll do the same and has an extremely possesive few weeks.

- He convinces himself you have some sort of distaste for him, and so to keep you by his side he provides more erratically and richly.

- Though, he is typically quite possesive of you. You are always near, or around him. There's a common joke made among Mammon fans that if they spot you, the Sin is most likely nearby. He always is.

- He even takes you on talk-shows. It isn't normally allowed but he's a Royal so he can do whatever he wants. Of course, the interviews are typically all focused on him and his career; new songs he's writing, upcoming clowns, recent shows. You don't input much, but when you do, its typically to stroke his ever-growing ego and compliment the things you adore about him.

- Dates and dinners can be rather embarassing though, wherever he takes you, because his need for everything given to you perfectly seeps into this aspect of life too.

- I'm just reiterating what you've said now, but, you could be at a take-out place, nowhere too fancy, and he's demanding shit be brought out in silver platters. You made the mistake once of commenting about the garnish, and how you didn't want it on your food, and suddenly he's yelling out that it be remade because how dare they not know you didn't want it!? They told him, quite snarkily might I add, "It's just decorational, you can remove it yourself."

- That take-out place ended that day with one staff member less than they had started.

- He's crazy, but you love him.

This is probably what he looks like asking for shit to be changed for you tbfh.

ANYWAYS YEAH, I HOPE I UNDERSTOOD WHAT YOU MEANT!!! its quite late, but i really wanted to answer this ask before bed so here y'go :] i hope you enjoy, anon!

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stellarsagittarius · 1 year

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-Composite North Node through the Signs-

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Composite North Node in Aries

Aries start things. With the Aries energy you will find people who have this childlike view of the world, where everything is like a blank canvas. This energy makes the native full of zest for adventure (no matter what kind). As a couple, your destiny is to do what feuls your relationship with passion and adventure. Go on adventures, whether it's going for bungee jumping or simply going out to have some ice cream. You both will find the most fulfillment in the process, than in the end goal. Enjoying little things together, being wild, free and passionate, speaking your mind with each other and not being 'afraid' that you would ruin the 'harmony'. Your destiny as a couple is to run wild, and do what fills the air with excitement. Engage with each other's passion and hobbies. Create a healthy space where you both can express yourself fully without being afraid of judgements from each other. You both will benefit from giving the relationship movement and momentum, in a sense, be physical with each other more and more. Smashing together will be pretty healing. Sports and working out together will bring plenty of positivity in the relationship. Don't strive to keep the peace in this relationship to the point that everything becomes a show, and no authenticity is left anymore.

Composite North Node in Taurus

Taurus rules the material realm. And Taurus is the type of energy that is so fixed on something, that if it wants that, it'll will make it happen for itself. It is sensual, earthy and natural. Taurus rules stability and your long term plans, because there is a great deal of patience that needs to be learnt with this energy. When couples share a Taurus North Node, their destiny in this lifetime together is to become this soild rock for each other. They need to learn how to depend on each other without getting codependent or manipulative. There is a need to create this stable foundation together, whether it's an actual home or a business or even a family. With Taurus North Node, you both will come together as a team to build something for the long term, something that is solid and will provide for you both. The Taurus energy will give you a sense of practicality and intelligence that will help you solve problems instead of dwelling on the intense emotions that emerge from the problems. Focus on having quality time together, where you both indulge in the five physical senses. Cooking together, taking a bath together, giving each a massage, working on your business plans together, taking a walk in the nature together, etc, will give you both a sense of fulfillment and calm in the relationship.

Composite North Node in Gemini

Gemini rules communication, information, the intellectual side of ourselves, etc. With the Gemini energy a person is quick! The mind is constantly working, there are ideas and thoughts in constant motion. Your guys' destiny as a couple is to engage with each other in a communicative way. Share your thoughts and ideas, tell each other the things that you have learned. When we gain so much knowledge and wisdom, we need to share it with the other, discuss about it together. The purpose is to go inwards. You both don't have a some 'grand' wisdom to achieve anymore with each other. It's now the time to actually use all that wisdom you have gained, and learn from it. Get interested in your relationship, talk with each other as much as you want, discuss topics that interests you, etc. Grow together intellectually! Take curiousity in the aspects of your relationship that you usually overlook thinking, "It's understandable anyway." You might find something new about your relationship! You both will benefit immensely with a healthy form of communication, by speaking the truth to each other, maybe even taking courses together. As a couple you focus shall be on creating a safe space for communication and to listen to each other without biases to actually brainstorm on the solution together. Encourage words of affirmation for each other!

Composite North Node in Cancer

Cancer is the energy that rules home, boundaries, emotions and intimacy. So a couple with their North Node in Cancer need to get closer to each other, whether it's about living in a home together, or simply building emotional intimacy. You both need to let go of the boundaries, and get comfortable with each other. This is very classic example that a couple is destined to have a loving home together. This is more about the cooperation and bonding part of "building" a home. It's not a house that you are trying to build, with bricks and cement, it's a home that you guys need to create with a genuine understanding of each others' needs and emotions. This relates to a space that can nurture your emotions, and gives you both the power to be intimate with each other. A Cancer north node also asks you to focus less on your individual plans and things like being overly ambitious about careers/achievement or constantly focused on winning the bread for the family to the point you forget to nature that family! Of course we all work and earn, but the focus is what matters. The focus with a Cancer north node shall be on creating a nurturing space for one another, where you don't feel the need to constantly prove yourself to each other. Step out of that father archetype energy and step into the mother archetype energy. This may also indicate that the more the feminine energy is, the easier and happier your relationship will feel.

Composite North Node in Leo

Leo is the energy of confidence, self expression, creativity, and at the same time wherever Leo is placed in a chart, the native tends to shine the brightest in that area of life. Leo energy is also about a warmth that feels generous and fills you up with this genuine strength. So when couples share Leo as their North Node, they are meant to shine as a couple. They are called to embrace their identity as a couple and become confident about each other. These two are meant to shine. They come across as the IT couple or the power couple, which is very true of them because in each other's presence they magnify the energy that exists between them. You both as a couple are destined to shine together. Your relationship will record it's most growth when you both work together on creative projects, and not hold each other back from shining the brightest. In this relationship seek to explore your talents, tell each other how amazing you did something. Encourage each other with praises and don't shy away from complimenting each other whenever they do something cool. With the Leo energy, the couple needs to become confident in themselves, so that they can become confident in the relationship. And this relationship actually will push you to shine, both individually and in the relationship. With that being said, frequent date nights, collaborating on hobbies, doing something creative together, will make this relationship tremendously positive! Make sure you appreciate and encourage each other.

Composite North Node in Virgo

With the Virgo energy a person tends to become super particular of details, super practical and efficient in the way they do their tasks. Virgo energy is that of a busybody, and the focus is on practicality, whether it is for completing tasks or achieving bigger goals. When two people share a Virgo north node, they need to ground themselves in this relationship. This relationship will give them a chance to focus on what is real and important. When they are at their highest self level, this couple will be seen as the one where they are particular of their routines, they do household things together, they like to solve their relationship issues through practical terms, etc. Because following the north node is challenging, since we are so well versed in the matters of our south node. In this relationship it is very important to have the sense of reality, and to not get lost in imaginations and fantasies about each other. The communication should result in a task being completed. Encourage each other to follow a routine, stick to focusing on your everyday life, focus on building a practical way to solve problems in the relationship. Virgo energy asks you to get out of the head and get in the now. Focus on how you both can divide duties between each other, what routines will help you both as a couple, how you can solve problems instead of daydreaming about the problems. Take action, and build such a life together that will result in productive days ahead.

Composite North Node in Libra

Libra energy is that of harmony and cooperation. When couples have Libra as their north node, there is a need to find fulfillment through establishing a healthy connection. Even if Libra rules things such as beauty and aesthetics, it is the sign of balance, partnerships and meaningful connections. This is a very vauge way of saying, 'destiny is to establish a healthy connection.' But with Libra, that's literally what it is all about. Whether it is through your communication, or through emotional needs or even physical needs, you both need to become intune with each other. Because in this relationship you both are coming from the 'me' mentality to 'us' mentality. Plus, there is a need to talk things out, to not be selfish, to hear out the other as well. In this relationship, you both will learn how to be in a relationship itself. Now the other side of Libra is about beauty, art and aesthetics. This could mean that you both as a couple will enjoy plenty of activities where you explore the artistic side of life, where strive to make the relationship a pleasant experience. Meaningful vacations, artistic endeavors, couple activities, collaborations, will help you both come together in a harmonious environment which will nuture the growth of this relationship. Try to spend as much time with each other as possible, because this relationship is all about being in a relationship. Explore and learn how to depend on each other in a healthy way and to create a bond that respects and serves both of you equally.

Composite North Node in Scorpio

When two people have their north node in the very intense and deep sign of Scorpio, the destiny of their relationship is to get REALLY deep into understanding each other. With the Scorpio energy, intimacy is an understatement. What the Scorpio energy carves, is a deep emotional bonding, a deep sense of knowing about the other person, because if it doesn't, then it won't open up to you. The couples with a Scorpio north node need to show each other their most vulnerable sides and the parts of themselves that are super private and almost secretive/taboo. Whether it's emotional, mental or physical, these couples need to bond with each other. Their focus should go away from constantly working and building their dreams to the point they got overly materialistic in the relationship. They need to dive hella deep in the issues, and discuss it thoroughly. Like don't leave anything unsaid or keep secrets from each other. Build such a strong emotional bond that whenever an issue arises, the first instinct is to listen well to each other, and think how it can be solved in the most private manner, and in a way that will honor your deepest emotional needs. Don't share your relationship business with others, keep it like a safe space between you both. You both as a couple will highly benefit from quality time together. Scorpio energy craves intimacy and bonding. Sex is something that will be extremely meaningful and healing in this connection. Slow down, get comfortable, and just completely immerse yourself in each other's presence. This is also a couple that tends to appear extremely private and lowkey.

Composite North Node in Sagittarius

This has to be my favorite north node placement! Sagittarius is about travel, expansion, philosophy, wisdom, learning, exploring different cultures/religions/traditions, spirituality (the moral/philosophical aspect), abundance and luck! I mean it's ruled by Jupiter, what can't go right? A couple with their north node in Sagittarius need to embrace the wisdom they will gain through this relationship. These two could very well be from different backgrounds or cultures (doesn't have to be, of course.) With the Sagittarius energy, there is this need to explore, whether it's the relationship itself or learning how to grow together. What knowledge/skills this couple gathers, it needs to be something that allows them both to grow in some way (because of Jupiter). The relationship will expand your horizons, it'll give you both an open mind. Travelling together, learning about other cultures and traditions, cultivating a sense of adventure in the relationship will bring plenty of joy and positivity in the connection. Try to get out with your partner and do something that you both have never done before. Challenge your minds, do the things that will make you both evolve spiritually as a couple. You both might connect over a certain philosophy or a religious belief. Expand, explore and experience together, whether it's small or big. Sagittarius energy will push you both to get out there and aim to experience the world in a completely different lens whenever you both are together. This relationship can end up being extremely meaningful and it will teach you a lot about life.

Composite North Node in Capricorn

Capricorn energy is that of ambition. And it doesn't matter what kind of ambition, whether it's a small thing or a big thing. Wherever Capricorn energy is in your chart, you will experience a sense of duty and responsibility. This can often times lead to a sense of, "I need to work the hardest or else I won't be able to do anything." Whichever house Capricorn is placed in, it teaches you maturity and limitations from a very early age in that area. So when couples have their north node in Capricorn, their destiny is to become a reliable and a responsible couple. These people will need to find a ground to build their relationship from. And often times, they need to learn to get out of constant codependency, overly emotional situations, and actually focus on giving each other a solid place to rely on. This couple will mature very quick. Their destiny is to have a solid foundation on which they can support their relationship. Yes you want to build a home, but you will need to be good at handling responsibilities. This is also a power couple energy! These two can work together, or have connections around their careers that will help both of them to build a sense of duty with each other. In this relationship it is very important to see eye to eye on what you both can work on, what is the best way to provide for in the relationship, how you can offer practical support to your partner, etc. This is the energy of getting out and supporting each other like two mature adults. Appreciating each other for their efforts, working on things together, encouraging each other to achieve the things they want, being a reliable partner for each other, these all will bring plenty of positivity in the relationship.

Composite North Node in Aquarius

Aquarius energy is all about being different. There are so many things that we can't quite fit into a label, all of that is Aquarius energy. This energy is wild and free. It craves freedom more than any other sign, and it's almost that it's the definition of freedom itself. Whether it's emotional, mental or physical, Aquarius is about detachment from all of it. So the couple with their composite north node in Aquarius, tend to grow to be in pretty unsual or not very common types of relationships. This might be the couple that lives off grid, or has a van life, or even doesn't get married because they think it's not a necessity. These couples tend to be the social barrier destroyer. And they might enjoy a pretty unique relationship where they can be best friends above anything else. This relationship might even start off as being friends. There is a need to value their individual identities in this relationship, and to not feel bound to their partner. This is a very fun relationship where both parties can express themselves freely and do whatever they want to do without feeling like they are being chained to one spot. These couples wouldn't care about validation or approval of others on their relationship. And most of the times, they will do everything in their power to defend the relationship in the most rational and logical manner. People will hardly see you both as the couple who cry about their issues and their relationship is a business of everybody. You both keep this relationship between yourselves, and try to solve the problems in most cool and level headed manner. Going out on frequent adventures, being each other's best friend, and respecting each other's individuality and uniqueness, will help you both bring plenty of joy in this relationship.

Composite North Node in Pisces

This straight up reminds me of the couple who in this life needs to become more and more spiritual and intune with each other in a way that will allow them to explore their own inner worlds. Pisces is about spiritualism, the inner world, creativity, intuition, reflection, etc. You will hardly see a Pisces native who won't be able to tell the sublte/intuitive hints in a situation. As a couple though, this relationship will pull you guys closer to explore the idea of your inner worlds. Get out of the mundane and go towards the fantastical. This is the type of couple that needs to listen deeper to the emotional nature of this relationship. You both might have the same dreams or fantasies. And you both are encouraged to move towards a life that allows you to explore the relationship in depth, to understand how beautiful love can be or what dreams can you both dream together. You both will become the couple who live a life that is very different than what is "acceptable", because Pisces energy is that of imagination and creativity. And Aquarius energy might be the unusual or unique one, but Pisces energy will be the most creative one. The thoughts, the emotions, the intuitive nature, will always end up with something super wonderful to look at. This relationship needs to be filled with plenty of room for imagination and creativity. There will be a need to relax and realise that you are working hard enough for this relationship, everything is in order, and now is the time to give out some moments for your inner child to shine. Frequent quality time, getaways, dates where you both do something creative together, will bring plenty of joy in the relationship.

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randomfanner · 6 months

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Spawn Astarion + His Siblings Headcanons

Time for Spawn Astartion, his headcanons are probably going to be the lightest this far, mind you I am writing this before I actual write the headcanons so this is subject to change. Unless of course it doesn't!

When I do Ascended Astarion, there is going to be a lot of warnings but that is Ascended Astarion. We are letting this vampire man be happy five minutes before we go into what happens if his life gets ruined.

There is a mention of the slimmest piece of shit. The rattest of rat bastard: Cazador. Only mentioned.

Discussing Astarion's relationship with sex. Not sex itself, there is nothing safe for work, just how Astarion is most definitely demi-sexual.

This is going to be tooth rotting:

Astarion is trying so fucking hard to be a good boyfriend. Do you have idea how much he is trying? He has no idea what he is doing, he meant that so he tries to figure it out by doing everything he can for you.

This man will wait on you hand and foot and I am serious.

He loves to do it too. You are the first thing to make this man feel safe, loved and wanted in 200 years. You have aided him in getting free from the tadpole in his head, the Absolute nonsense, his past, his tormentor, that ritual and, perhaps most importantly:

Himself

"So by all means dear, sit down, relax," he guides you to sit down on the couch. "This is the least you deserve. Besides I do think you have a few friend who would be happy to be lathered in your lovely attention well I make dinner," of course he is referring to Scratch and Owlbear cub. He will give you a kiss on the cheek as he goes to make you dinner.

Of course afterward he is done with dinner, he joins the cuddle pile. giving you kisses and praises... If you are gracious enough to allow him a nibble he certainly will not deny though.

This to be said even after all this time he is not used to receiving affection and positive attention back. Not anything genuine at least and so it can take him... time to get used to receiving your touch.

Oh the man loves it. Do not get it right you make him feel... wanted. He is just not used to that feeling. So sometimes he may flinch away from you when you try to be soft with him. He doesn't want you to feel offended and does assure you "It is in no way you, my beloved, it is all me."

Give him time and he always does come seek out your touch eventually. He does thrive on the warm you make him feel with your softer moments.

Astarion notices he is slowly becoming... good. He hates it. He does like it, but he really hates it

One day he was walking home after getting groceries from the night market and saw someone dropped their wallet, and with out thinking, he returned the wallet. He got thanked and walked away with out even realizing what he did and then he just.

Stops.

He debates on going back and stealing the wallet back. He can, he knows he can... but he just.... doesn't. He just goes home and isn't sure what he just did and man may have a crisis.

"Don't worry about me, dearest!" if you try check on him. "I just did a good thing with out reason and I am not taking it well- give me a minute. I do want to discuss this!"

He becomes very clear with his emotions and tries not to hide them with you at all. He will tell you what he is thinking, when he is thinking and makes sure you expect complete honesty from him. You have shown him all and more trust in the world.

He did try to kill you at minimum twice and he was fully intent on using you. He still feels... guilty about those things as much as he tries to deny it. And he does talk with you about it when it comes up. Because he trusts you.

He honestly trusts you. It means the world to him that despite how little he deserves it, you showed him trust. And he is so happy you are here with him.

Astarion tends to go hunting a lot in peaceful times. He is still a vampire and even with out the blood lust of hunger he sometimes just... needs to kill something. A predator instinct that is going to be with him as long as he is a vampire.

Not that he minds. Going hunting for animals, sometimes monsters, and any nasties who are stupid enough to try and attack him make him feel excited.

He keeps his promise not to attack innocent of course and has saved a few lives by his hunting. Whether it be a child who got lost in the woods at night, or perhaps a foolhardy adventurer. A lot of these you wouldn't have known about if it weren't for the fact the people he has saved have stopped by during the day, bringing by gold or gifts as a reward.

Astarion never expects it but it makes him... happy. It makes him really happy.

Take him shopping when you get to Baldur's Gate. Like, do it, please. Take him to the Facemake Boutique and let him pick out his own, nice clothes and maybe some dye.

Oh the man is more than ecstatic. His appearances matters to him, it makes to him a lot. If you have no, read the description on his clothes: it made me cry.

He does cry about it afterwards . He will just be sitting on his bed at the Elf Song, staring at his old clothing , clothes he struggled to keep nice and now he has nice clothes from someone he cares about that he got to pick out.

It gets and makes you so many gifts. He will go to Halsin, whether you are in a relationship with him or not, and ask him to help him learn how to skin animals and begin using the pelts and leathers of animals he kills. (if you are also dating Halsin, it is a wonderful bonding activity for the two of them).

Man does sew and has been stitching up your clothes during the adventure. Even before he realized he was in love. He noticed a rip on your camp outfit and "Give that here, I will fix it for you."

He fixes your clothes with embroidery. He adds something that reminds you of him to your outfit and just hands it over to you, muttering how you need to be more careful with your clothing. And now he will ask if he can add a bit more flare to your outfits.

Man has a lot of fears that he doesn't realize are fears until they come up again. They were things that he accepted as life and now he doesn't have too, he is terrified of them. Please protect him.

So this is you decided to not kill the vampires. I personally could not kill the vampires:

Knocking on the door is never an expected sound. Most people tended to leave you, Astarion(and Halsin) alone. Especially when it is the middle of the night. But when Astarion answered the door well.

"May... may we come in?"

"What in the bloody hells are you doing here?"

He never expected to see his brother or sisters again after you had convinced him to spare them. And if he did see them again he didn't expect them to show up at his house! He.... debates before he lets them in.

He is on edge about it as he officially introduces you to his family. You all really did not have any time for names or such when Cazador was still alive but now you are. He allows them to stay for dinner.

His siblings wanted to come thank you, officially and more completely than last time. And also get to know whoever the hell managed to give Astarion hope again.

It is extremely awkward at first, there isn't even enough room for them at the dinning table but.... you guys just start chatting about how life has been since things ended.

You hear about the vampires, how they are doing, and you get to meet his siblings. They are all damaged people but they are... nice people. Astarion is... kind of glad that they came.

Perhaps... they can have a relationships. Not forced siblings but... friends.

Willing friends.

#astarion x mc #astarion romance #bg3 astarion #astarion #baldur's gate 3 #bg3 #baldur's gate iii #astarion x reader #this is tooth rotting fluff #Astarion being soft #He is doing his best

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The Beast In His Bones - Part I

Please note that this fic will heavily feature consensual non-consent. It will be negotiated and both Laios and Chilchuck will express enthusiastic consent about trying that kind of roleplay together. The first chapter will be entirely that with both of them enjoying their fantasy about it. The second chapter will feature the actual scene with all that entails. I will give another warning once we get there.

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Chilchuck had no idea how much time had passed. He only knew that the night outside was dark, the air in the room hot and humid and his own skin slick with sweat where Laios' grabbed him to flip him over. One large, calloused hand supported his hip, pulling him up and back to where that cock sank into him again. Slick and deep. Chilchuck groaned, fisting the sheets between his fingers and biting into the fabric.

They must have been at it for hours. Chilchuck's entire body was aching, muscles straining, nearly unable to keep himself up anymore. Not that he had to. Somewhere along the way he had allowed Laios to take over, trusting his lover to handle him with the same care and efficiency he always used when they fucked. Pushing and pulling him into position as soon as Chilchuck's body gave out. Fucking into him over and over again until Chilchuck was floating.

He had always known tallmen had more stamina than half-foots. It was one of the things he had been excited about when this started between them, curious just for how long his younger lover could keep him entertained. Soon he had found out ... and not looked back since.

"You like that?", Laios panted above him, curling in on himself to bury his face in Chilchuck's sweaty hair. "Like when I push you down and take you, yeah? Like when I hold you still and fuck you good?"

Chilchuck whined, straining to push his hips up and back with all the strength still left in his body. Damp fabric slipped from between his teeth as he babbled out his mindless answer.

"Fuck Laios, yes ... yes, make me beg ... beg for mercy ... and don't show me any..."

Above him Laios faltered, the steady snap of his hips slowing for just a few seconds. Then he picked up his pace with renewed vigour, making Chilchuck's eyes cross and his mind sputter out for whatever came next.

"So...", Laios hummed as they laid there after, Chilchuck sprawled out half on top of him where he had collapsed after getting wiped down. For some reason Laios sounded brazenly lucid while Chilchuck was close to nodding off.

"Make you beg for mercy and not show you any ... is that something you're interested in?"

Within seconds Chilchuck was wide awake again, breath catching in his throat and heart skipping a beat. Or five.

Because that stirred a memory. A hazy memory from when he had been near mindless with pleasure. A memory of him running his stupid mouth saying stupid things he really should not have said.

"Uhm", he mumbled intelligently as he tried to scrape his scrambled brain together enough to answer. "It was just ... that was ... just dirty talk. Don't worry about it."

Laios shifted underneath him, arms pulling tighter where they wrapped around Chilchuck's back.

"Are you sure? Because if it's something you want..."

"I said don't worry about it. Go to sleep, Laios." He forced out the words so fast his tongue was stumbling over itself. Before Laios could react any further Chilchuck wiggled out of his grasp to reach down for the blanket and pull it up around his shoulders. Turning onto his side he felt Laios slowly settle down to curl around his back, a careful arm coming to circle his waist and pull him closer.

Chilchuck's heart was still beating a nervous rhythm against his ribs by the time Laios' breaths had grown deep and even.

Morning came slow.

They had booked the room for their few days of rest between expeditions into the dungeon so sleeping in was a luxury Chilchuck allowed himself when he got the chance. By the time he groaned and stretched and blinked his eyes open sunlight was already streaming through the window and the sounds of a busy street were drifting up to them from outside. Taking a few deep breaths Chilchuck watched specks of dust dance in the sunbeams as he slowly found his way to wakefulness.

He had been apprehensive about taking a room at the local inn, way too aware of how rumours tended to spread. In the end Laios had worn him down with puppy eyes and surprisingly sound arguments. The time the two of them could spend together was limited. Too limited to waste sneaking around or travelling to meet up at remote locations. They had done that for months but by now Chilchuck, too, would much rather spend their time like they had last night.

Rumours had already started to spread, of course, most of them outrageous. For some reason though Chilchuck found himself not caring too much about those when he woke up this relaxed after a night well spent.

He stretched again with a yawn, feeling something in his back pop as his sore muscles protested.

"Ugh, I'll be feeling that for days", he grumbled, voice annoyed but body wholly satisfied as he turned around. Then blinked in confusion.

The other side of the bed was empty. Laios never woke up before him.

Sitting upright with a low noise - and oh, his backside had definitely not recovered yet, either - he found the tallman seated at the desk, scribbling something into his notebook. He looked up as he noticed Chilchuck moving, a smile replacing the focused frown on his face.

"Ah, good morning! Hope I didn't wake you up?"

"No, I ... what are you doing?", Chilchuck asked, rubbing the last remnants of sleep from his eyes. Even if Laios occasionally woke up before him, he usually stayed in bed to get in as much skin on skin contact as possible. Now though he only shrugged, as if it were the most normal thing for him to be doing paperwork instead of clinging to Chilchuck under the covers.

"Just writing up a shopping list for our meet-up later. Oh, I also brought you some breakfast from downstairs!" He pointed at a wooden bowl and a spoon resting on the bedside table next to Chilchuck. "Mala made porridge and I snagged some extra berries for you."

So he had. When Chilchuck, unsure what to reply, reached for the bowl, he found the porridge still hot and steaming. A handful of blueberries and raspberries as well as some sunflower seeds were scattered across the top. It smelled of cinnamon and vanilla and other spices. But Chilchuck was not quite ready to dig in.

"Alright, what is going on?"

The smile on Laios' face faltered, he looked down, then at the bowl in Chilchuck's hands.

"Maybe you should eat first, the food's getting cold..."

"Laios, you're freaking me out."

The words were terse but not very loud or sharp and still Laios flinched in his chair, shoulders pulling up as he kneaded his hands. After a moment of tense contemplation he decided to turn around to fully face Chilchuck.

A quick, shallow breath.

"I did something wrong, didn't I?", he asked, eyes still focused on the wooden bowl in Chilchuck's hands. "Last night. I upset you."

Part II

#chilaios #laichil #chilchuck tims #laios touden #dunmeshi #lemon

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hey!! I'm the anon who mentioned self aware vees? I'm here to give my thoughts

I think Val would literally have a mental breakdown. He values control (over his emloyees or otherwise) so he would struggle with that I think

Vox would definitely have negitive feelings towards watcher. I know that for certain. Again, he values control (over different things and different reasons than Val) He would def be irritated

Vel is a bit of an enigma to me as much as I love her but I think she would be pissed off (much less than Vox though.) I don't think she would try tell anyone?

The only thing is, would Vox and his technological side be able to effect Watcher in any way? I'm assuming they're watching this as any viewer would on some kind of device and it is shown in the pilot that Alastor can effect the 'camera' even if he doesn't realise it. How do their respective powers come into play?

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Hi🗡anon, welcome back :D

Yes, I would say that Vox would have some sort of a mental breakdown after becoming self-aware due to realizing that he doesn't actually have as much control over things as he previously thought, which is the main reason for him being pissed off.

When it comes to feelings about reader, let's just say that if we were to place him on the list of who takes the longest to even get to the neutral zone, never mind the positive one, he would be in the top 3 easily.

We didn't get to see much of Velvette yet so it's a bit hard for me to tell, but I would say that while she would be pissed off a little more than a lot of the other characters, it could pass rather quickly (depending on if she realized her situation when a lot of characters weren't sentient yet and no one knew ANYTHING about you, or later on when she could be told some things soon after becoming self-aware) and be more in the neutral zone up until meeting reader or finding out way more about them.

I've been thinking about their powers actually, and thought that Vox's ability could be the reason why they can even know anything about the little watcher. Reader is implied to be just a viewer of the show (hence why they can't control anything like the characters are thinking or wondering about) so yes, they would be watching it on like a phone or on a computer etc., which is where Vox could come in technically. I think that there could be a chance of Vox managing (after many struggles) to get into whatever device reader is watching on, and while he can't control anything on it itself, he can for example look through the camera, which is how they would find out more about reader without meeting them (and before meeting them in the future, whether its by them going to reader's world or vice-versa).

As for the Alastor camera thing, reader sees everything the same as it plays out in the episodes (unless the characters find a way to break the code (?) and contact reader through the screen somehow, which is an interesting idea now that I think about it), so his ability to affect the camera (even without realizing it) doesn't do anything here.

#hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin hotel x y/n #hazbin hotel x you #hazbin hotel #hazbin alastor #vox hazbin hotel #alastor x reader #hazbin #vox x reader #alastor x you #vox x you #alastor x y/n

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How do you feel about a/b/o forced marriage/arranged marriage with female characters? If you like the idea, which of the Genshin characters would you like to go with that route? I felt like Eula(if she had any privileges of her family), Ayaka and Ninguang would be interested. It’s really interesting

ABO is ok at best by itself. But top that with forced marriage and it becomes a gourmet meal 🤤

- headcanons w/ eula, ayaka, ningguang and Kokomi (in that order)

Mild dead dove content below the cut!!

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Eula, before defecting from her family, would absolutely abuse her privilege and power as a Lawrence member to 'steer' you into her path. She would be ruthless in eradicating her contenders with any means possible. She would be persistent in pursuing you. She is educated, trained, resourceful and practical, seeking to use any means available to her to forcefully garner your interest.

Unlike the rest of your potential interests, she has no more reputation left to spare, so anything goes. Even underhanded murder isn't off the table. If she has to play the villain, saving you from those disgusting alphas, she would cultivate all that negativity and turn it into productivity. You don't need to understand her motive, because no one does but herself, and she's already gotten used to that. But you're not getting away from her, and she makes that abundantly clear when she corners you at a fancy ball, silent and imposing, but ready to waltz with your hands in hers- whether you like it or not.

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Ayaka would be so much more covert in pursuing your interest. It would start of far more innocent at first- extra make-up, inviting you for little dates, catering to your tastes whenever you visit the Kamisato estate. Even going so far as to rigorously studying your usual schedule and planning ahead for deviances when you begin to show signs of interest in someone that isn't her.

That's when it gets more intense. Her hands become so much colder and rigid holding yours. Her gentle disposition stays unwavering, and yet her gaze doesn't feel present. She's a tad bit more pushy when it comes to inviting you over to her home for tea and dango. Sweet little Ayaka is a gentle summer breeze, a generous breath of fresh air, but when winter comes-if you aren't prepared- the icy storms can entrap you in a deadly ballad.

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Ningguang is purposeful and upfront when she confronts you. At first, you can be in it for mora. Your life starts humble, but suddenly you're filthy rich and a hundred feet off the air, reigning over the city of Liyue. You get to enjoy all the fine food and wine imported from whichever region you ask for. Your clothes are silky smooth, jewelry sparkling, and you haven't seen the same dress twice. Ningguang is generous with her mora, but she is certainly not generous with her expectations from you. You can't leave the jade chamber. The only woman you can look at is her- not even her secretaries- and if you so much as glance up by mistake, you're punished and locked in solitary confinement until you 'understand who you belong to'. Your heats cannot be suppressed- she will take care of it for you in its entirety.

If- when you are expecting, she becomes even more controlling. Your diet and exercise become closely monitored by specialists (whom you cannot spare a glance at). You don't even get to choose your clothes anymore. You are an object of her affection. A mate, for her to love and cherish, but not to share. After all, the Tianquan likes to keep her private and work life separate.

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An honourable mention that I think would absolutely take advantage of her position to snag a little submissive and breedable cutie off the streets for themselves:

Kokomi: a stressed out (and admittedly pent up) tactician enthusiast turned war general and divine priestess of Watatsumi actually gets pressured into finding a mate (real; not click bait). She kind of just picks and chooses some random bloke minding their own business from the side and it happens to be you. You can't really say no, not in front of everyone, not in front of the divine priestess, so like, you're just forced to go along, back into the shrine with her.

You grow on her a bit, and eventually she kind of just uses you as a crash pillow after a long day of being a leader and doing leader things. It's not terrible- still technically forced, but she's open for suggestions on how to be a better, more communicative mate. A little awkward and too formal to be a spouse, but she eventually loosens up enough for comfortable conversations over dinner. Most of it is about your day, and the rest is just her being a nerd about war strategies, and stuff. Perhaps it's best you let her grow on you, too.

#i think im biased but i think it would be easy to be with kokomi #at the end of the day she just crashes with you #nice cuddles plus i think shed be the type to let you do whatever you want in the day #dead dove do not eat #ningguang x reader #eula x reader #ayaka x reader #kokomi x reader #good reception on this post and not ONE soul told me i had a glaring spelling error god im so embarressed #iykyk and if you dont then GOOD please stay ignorant forever

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anxiousgaypanicking · 3 months

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Aziraphale sweetly convincing Crowley to shrink down just so he can press kisses over him and show his love, and unintentionally managing to turn Crowley on in the process

Tiny Kisses

Warnings: micro/macro, oral play, overstimulation, unplanned exhibitionism, grinding, palming

"Crowley, dear, would you..." Aziraphale trails off, thumbing over a page in his book but not properly turning it, as though he'd been staring at the words but not actually reading them. His mind was seemingly elsewhere.

He's sitting comfortably on his settee, with Crowley stretched out across from him, sitting improperly on a chair but looking otherwise relaxed. His head tilts towards Aziraphale in order to acknowledge him, but Aziraphale doesn't meet his eyes. Instead, he continues to fiddle with the paper before him, rubbing his fingers over it.

When Aziraphale doesn't elaborate further, Crowley raises an eyebrow.

"Would I what, angel?" he asks, a curious edge to his voice. He adjusts his position slightly, keeping his legs swung over the arm of the seat, but sitting up further in order to give Aziraphale his proper attention.

Aziraphale glances at Crowley, before sliding his reading glasses off and sucking in a deep breath.

"Do you remember Scotland?" Aziraphale asks, before clarifying "Edinburgh, 1827?"

Crowley grimaces. "How could I forget?"

What Aziraphale and Crowley were remembering were wildly different, as Aziraphale was thinking of the bottle of laudanum, while Crowley was thinking about being dragged down to hell while horribly intoxicated, and the bleary repercussions he faced after. Still, with the timeframe fresh in their minds, Aziraphale clears his throat.

"I assume you remember Elspeth," he begins, listening as Crowley hums in consideration, "and her... unsavory desires to... end her life prematurely."

"Mmm. Spritely one, she was."

"Spritely" was not how Aziraphale would describe her, but she was definitely interesting, and a learning experience for him. However, Aziraphale wasn't thinking of her.

"Do you remember the laudanum?"

Crowley presses his lips into a thin line. He's acting as though he's trying to recall it, but Aziraphale can see in his body language that Crowley already knows exactly what he's talking about.

Finally, Crowley shrugs. "I do."

"Great. Perfect." Aziraphale closes his book and sets it off to the side, smoothing his pants before folding his hands formally in his lap. Immediately, Crowley can sense a favor coming, and groans as he forces himself into a more proper position, face-to-face with Aziraphale.

"What do you want?" Crowley asks, getting ahead of the curve.

Aziraphale lets out a short, closed mouth laugh at the question, but still hesitates for a moment. It takes Crowley lowering his glasses to properly stare at Aziraphale curiously for Aziraphale to finally find his words.

"Back in Edinburgh, after drinking the laudanum, you shrunk. You grew, too, but that's not the point."

"I vaguely recall something like that happening. Your point?"

Aziraphale smiles. "Well... I was just wondering... would you consider shrinking again?"

Crowley's nose scrunches up into dramatic disgust, as he raises his glasses, shielding his narrowed eyes. "Now why would I do that?" he exclaims, in a mixture of surprise and exasperation. Aziraphale can see the shock on Crowley's face at the unexpected question, but he doesn't back down.

"I'd just like if you would," Aziraphale answers. He doesn't have a good reason, per se, but there was no harm in asking! "I promise, it'll be worth it. And you can always grow back right after."

Crowley frowns, deep and unimpressed, but stands up with a groan anyway, ever willing to please his angel. "Fine," he huffs, stuffing his upper half of his fingers into his tight pockets. "But don't think this'll be a common occurrence."

Looking rather stiff, Aziraphale watches with delighted eyes as Crowley's form quickly diminishes into a miniature version of itself, until he's just a little smaller than the palm of Aziraphale's hand. Aziraphale leans off the sofa to gently scoop him up, and Crowley lets him, getting lazily settled against Aziraphale's soft flesh and fat fingers.

He looks grumpy, as though he's been horribly inconvenienced, but softens quickly when Aziraphale smiles wide at him, clearly pleased that he listened.

Aziraphale's thumb then folds over Crowley's body, gently rubbing over his stomach and legs with the pad of his finger, petting him compassionately while still being considerably gentle.

"You look like a little doll," Aziraphale comments, quiet voice brimming with excitement. "I understand why you were so worried about accidentally being crushed in Scotland. You're so bijou."

Crowley scoffs at being equated to some tiny trinket, but chews the inside of his cheek in an attempt to mask his fluster.

Then, however, Aziraphale is moving his hand upwards so that Crowley is near his lips, and places the gentlest of kisses against him. He's oblivious to the way his lips completely envelop Crowley's figure, which has Crowley wiggling slightly at the feeling.

It's a quick kiss, pulling Crowley's breath from him as Aziraphale pulls away, licking his lips after with a soft smile. It was just a momentary thing, and yet Crowley's left speechless, any complaints he would have made about the affection actively dying on his tongue.

Crowley pants, before wiping his face as he breaths "now what was that all about?"

Aziraphale looks playfully guilty, before admitting "you looked rather kissable. It's hard to resist temptation, especially when it comes from you."

Crowley didn't even do anything. Nothing his angel hadn't asked of him, at least. And yet he feels his chest swell with pride and excitement at the words - at the idea he's tempting Aziraphale just by existing.

Aziraphale is planting another kiss to Crowley's frame before he even has the chance to recuperate from the first, leaving him breathless when Aziraphale pulls away once again. However, he's given little respite, as Aziraphale kisses him again, clearly confident in this display of affection, and still unaware of how red it's making Crowley's face.

The repeated pressing of Aziraphale's lips to his body do many things. It messes up his hair, skews his glasses to the side and smudges them, but humiliatingly enough it manages to arouse him.

Slowly - but growing more and more intense with each enveloping peck to his form - heat begins to spread through Crowley's body, arousal and excitement building intensely. Crowley is desperate to hide it from his angel, but doing such is nearly impossible with Aziraphale's lips sweetly jackhammering against him over and over again.

Aziraphale has no idea of the embarrassment of the situation.

Crowley is so small. He's completely at Aziraphale's disposal - lest he grow back right now and land either on Aziraphale's lap or on his back on the floor - and he feels such intensely. No way to stop the soft kisses, the pressure of his lips, the thin veil of spit that slowly soaks through his clothes and slicks through his hair.

He barely manages to knock his own glasses off and away (as they're already beyond saving, with his visibility being obscured by smeared saliva). He's truthfully just praying that Aziraphale remains oblivious to the obvious tent growing down below, though he's also realistically aware his tight pants will make this sort of thing painfully obvious.

Crowley knows he should make some excuse to grow back to normal, and try to side-step the situation before Aziraphale can wise up to his excitement, but he can't even get a word in inbetween the affection.

Aziraphale keeps kissing him for another minute or so, indulging in what to him is just a form of otherwise wholesome appreciation, before he pulls his head away. He looks down at Crowley, cupped within both of his hands to keep him safe as opposed to just the one, prepared to ask if it's okay he keeps going, only to quickly turn red when he notices Crowley's bulge.

Crowley, in turn, flushes under Aziraphale's gaze, and rushes to press his legs together.

However, Aziraphale's thumb slides over Crowley's body with a surprising mixture of confidence and curiosity, effortlessly spreading Crowley's thighs apart and pressing the pad of his finger over Crowley's bulge.

There's clear amusement in Aziraphale's eyes, and despite looking a bit flustered, he muses "well, it looks like you've enjoyed yourself quite a bit."

Crowley flushes darker, a lot more defensive as he insists "it's not my fault!" while actively trying to push Aziraphale's thumb away. Aziraphale doesn't even understand the effects he has on Crowley.

In turn, Aziraphale pushes his thumb more firmly against Crowley, watching as Crowley's small fingers dig into his flesh more desperately while his back arches, letting out a trembling moan at the slight friction against his crotch. To Aziraphale, he's barely moving his finger, but to Crowley, Aziraphale might as well have been roughly palming him.

"I was genuinely trying to be sweet," Aziraphale murmurs, "it's not my fault you're so... excitable."

Crowley narrows his eyes, looking grumpy. He squirms beneath Aziraphale's touches. "You were the one so insistent on doing this!" Crowley points out. "And you're the one furthering it!"

Aziraphale looks completely unbothered by Crowley's stammered defense, and quickly cuts him off with another gentle kiss surrounding his body yet again, before once again sliding his thumb slowly over Crowley's clothes, caressing his body from his chest to his groin.

"There's no reason to be so bitter, dear," Aziraphale softly chastises. "You're enjoying yourself, aren't you? Besides, I don't mind that you're so dirty minded."

Crowley's baffled, and can't tell if Aziraphale is messing with him, or being completely genuine in his reasoning that this is all Crowley's fault, but either way Aziraphale's words only arouse him further. So much so, that he looks almost shocked when Aziraphale pulls one of his hands away, rolling him fully into the palm of the other.

With his free hand, Aziraphale makes a quick motion with his pointer finger and uses a small miracle to instantly rid Crowley of those tight, pesky clothes.

This time, when Aziraphale places a kiss to Crowley's front, the tip of his tongue barely peeks out of his mouth and runs along his nude body, licking over his nipples, down his thin chest, and over his exposed cock.

Immediately, Crowley cries out in sensitivity at the feeling, spit glistening over his torso when Aziraphale pulls away, leaving his lithe form coated in saliva and burning with arousal and interest. His cock is hard and leaking pre, while Crowley lays back panting.

Aziraphale smiles down at him.

"You're like a little treat," he states, making Crowley frown. "Though, you obviously don't taste like cake or pastries." His thumb again runs over Crowley's body, making Crowley shudder as it traces over his nipples. "Admittedly, the temptation to swallow you up is rather prevalent!"

Crowley again scrunches his nose, pushing Aziraphale's thumb away yet again.

"You're just thinking about food," Crowley spits, adjusting his position ever so slightly. He's huffy that Aziraphale is equating him to a treat of sorts, but Aziraphale just licks his lips at the accusation.

He brings Crowley back up to his lips, placing a messier kiss to his body, before he shamelessly pulls Crowley's bottom half into his mouth. His legs to his waist are being teased by Aziraphale's tongue, with his midsection held firmly by his lips, and his hand behind Crowley to support his chest and head.

Crowley curses immediately, face aflame with humiliation and hands pushing against Aziraphale's lips in weak protest, but as Aziraphale's tongue drags over his cock, he quickly gives up. His arms fall limp at his sides, and instead he holds tightly to Aziraphale's fingers to ground himself as he moans.

"If you-" Crowley gasps, struggling to catch his breath between Aziraphale's firm licks to his lower half, "if you swallow me, I'll be discorporated!"

Aziraphale hums at the idea.

Of course, he'd never truly think of discorporating Crowley; he's much too fond of him to put him through the pain of excess paperwork. But the fact he could hangs in the air, similar to how Crowley hangs from Aziraphale's lips.

Whenever Crowley squirms too much, or tries to complain to cover his own embarrassment, Aziraphale focuses his licks over Crowley's messy cock, which quickly renders him speechless or causes him to cut of his words with a loud moan. He'll often arch his back or fall limp against Aziraphale's hand, only for Aziraphale to guide his tongue to Crowley's thighs or feet, causing Crowley to wiggle again.

And poor Crowley can feel his orgasm steadily building, heat swelling in his abdomen which he desperately tries to repress. They just started, after all! How pathetic would he look coming so soon? He's desperate to prolong this as much as possible, but Aziraphale makes it mighty difficult.

He tries to express such, even reasoning that Aziraphale hasn't pleasured himself at all, but Aziraphale just pulls Crowley out of his mouth completely and back into his hand, frowning at Crowley's constant insistence on talking.

"If you don't stop complaining, Crowley, I'll just have to shove you completely into my mouth," Aziraphale states, matter-of-factly. "That way I won't be able to hear it."

Crowley pants, lower-half drenched in Aziraphale's spit. He feels rather chilly as the air hits his moist skin. Despite the fact he was really just talking in an attempt to hold his orgasm back, Aziraphale seems to think he was still being grumpy about the entire ordeal. He was so small his voice hadn't reached Aziraphale's ears properly, more so just sounding like loud moans and unintelligible complaints.

Crowley's eyes flicker to Aziraphale's mouth, and shudders with a weird amount of delight at the idea of being pushed completely past his lips.

Sitting on his knees on Aziraphale's palm, Crowley tries to explain himself, knowing there's a chance Aziraphale will just disregard what he has to say anyway. He opens his mouth to start talking, sucking in a deep breath as he does so, watching Aziraphale look interested, and then like he's thinking of something else as Crowley purposefully slurs his words and talks quieter than necessary. He knows Aziraphale can hear him if he talks normally. So he wasn't going to talk normally.

As he speaks, Aziraphale brings Crowley back to his mouth, sliding his legs back past his lips and licking over them affectionately, only for him to quickly make due on his threat. He lets go of Crowley's upper half and tilts his head back, pulling Crowley fully into his mouth with a quick suck, and licking over him immediately.

He explores Crowley's body in its entirety, rolling him over easily so that Crowley's chest and cock presses against the wet muscle. He feels Crowley moving slightly, perhaps attempting to push himself up, only to slip and fall over and over. He hears muffled moans echoing within his cheeks, but in response Aziraphale just pins Crowley to the roof of his mouth with his tongue, gliding it over Crowley's body without a care until finally - finally - Crowley comes without warning.

A wet, garbled moan is all that comes out of him as Aziraphale holds him firmly while swallowing down the miniscule pool of semen, before Aziraphale's tongue settles back to the bottom of his jaw with Crowley laying panting atop it. He gives Crowley a brief respite, before slowly rolling his tongue out of his mouth, and gently plucking Crowley off of it.

Crowley's eyes flutter shut as he lets his head fall back, sucking in fresh air while it's available to him, before he's being gently laid against Aziraphale's pillowy thighs. More specifically, in front of Aziraphale's thick, hard cock.

Stammering, Crowley's eyes go wide when he sees it, blinking in surprise and fluster.

This hardly is even a new thing; his angel always overwhelms him with pleasure without meaning to, and then encourages him to keep going after, but it doesn't make this any less embarrassing.

It does mean he's not too shocked when Aziraphale gently nudges him, though, gently prodding him to "sit up," and petting through Crowley's slick hair with his thumb when he listens.

"How in the world did you manage to get so worked up from nothing?!" Crowley asks in disbelief, wiping some of Aziraphale's spit from his face.

Aziraphale smiles, cheeks pink. "I told you to stop making such lewd noises," he states, as though blaming his arousal on Crowley. He quickly admits afterwards, though "I just couldn't help myself while playing with you. It would have been torturous to leave myself untouched. That'd just be more work for you, after all!"

When Crowley shoots Aziraphale a questioning look, he's gently pushed closer to Aziraphale's shaft.

"You'll help, won't you dear?"

"At this size?" Crowley exclaims. "If I grew back, maybe, but what could I possibly do when I'm just a couple inches tall?!"

Again, Aziraphale smiles, and then Crowley feels his soft hand against his back, slowly moving him forward until Crowley's front is pushed practically completely against Aziraphale's cock. Aziraphale keeps his hand cupped and Crowley in place, but otherwise doesn't move him any further, waiting to see if Crowley will understand his implications. Just what is he willing to do to please Aziraphale at such a tiny size?

Crowley sort of freezes at first, before hesitantly attempting to wrap his arms around Aziraphale's girth. Due to his size, he can hardly get his arms around it, but that doesn't seem to matter, as when he squeezes them slightly Aziraphale groans, and rewards him by pushing him a bit harder against the length.

"Good boy, Crowley," Aziraphale breathes, voice ever so soft. Hearing the praise, Crowley flushes and glances up at him, before muttering curses under his breath. Despite his humiliation, Crowley was ever-desperate to please his angel.

He tries his best to continue drawing soft noises from Aziraphale's mouth, but there's really not much he can do while being so small. Luckily though, Aziraphale is very generous, and so decides to push his hand fully against Crowley's body and begin to drag him upwards and along the length, giving himself a handjob with Crowley's figure pressed against his cock.

Aziraphale relaxes back against the couch as he lets out a pretty, proper moan, making Crowley flush a dark red.

Crowley's fully aware he's going to be overstimulated by the end of this, as Aziraphale's rubbing just drags Crowley's cock against Aziraphale's own repeatedly, stimulating him until he's fully hard once again.

Aziraphale moves his hand slowly, not intending to overwhelm or crush Crowley, but instead just genuinely using his body to please himself. He's rather open with how he's feeling, blessing Crowley's ears with rather prominent moans and gasps.

This wonderful routine continues for about a minute more, before they hear a knock on the bookshop door, startling Aziraphale so badly he squeezes his hand tightly around his cock, slapping his hand over his mouth as he cries out at the pressure, simultaneously smashing Crowley's body hard into his shaft. Crowley moans in response, before he's being dropped by Aziraphale's hand.

Aziraphale cranes his head to look behind him, only to see Nina's unamused face staring back at him from the glass. Aziraphale has to bite back a panicked curse as they make eye contact.

Without thinking, Aziraphale is grabbing his boxers and pants and dragging them up his thick thighs and hips, unintentionally trapping Crowley within his boxers and against Aziraphale's still-hard cock. He takes a pillow off the settee and holds it subtly over his nether regions as he walks to the door, opening it just a crack as he smiles at Nina.

"Your shop has some weird hours, Mr. Fell," she states, making Aziraphale smile nervously.

"Yes, well, they're what works best for me." His voice trembles as he speaks, and he can feel sweat glistening on his upper brow. "Now, was there something you needed?"

"Just brought over some excess pastries," she replies, and Aziraphale has to bite his tongue as he feels Crowley squirming in his pants, flushing dark as he realizes the mishap. Nina keeps talking, stating "it's nearing the end of the day, and it'd be a waste to just throw these out."

"Right. Thanks." Aziraphale holds his pillow with one hand - thankful Nina can't see it - and reaches through the crack in the doors to grab a plate of pretty sweets that've been wrapped up for him. Before he can shut the door though, she rather blatantly slides her foot between them, keeping it open and Aziraphale trapped in this conversation.

She raises an eyebrow. "You feeling alright?"

No. No, he rather wasn't. Crowley is squirming in his pants, fighting instinctively against the sudden suffocating feeling of being pressed firmly against Aziraphale's cock, taking in mouthfuls of his pre as it leaks over both Crowley and into the fabric of Aziraphale's own boxers.

This is humiliating and exhilarating, and he can hear Nina's muffled voice which unfortunately seems to only excite both him and Aziraphale further. He's only semi-confident that Aziraphale won't get them both caught, but that risk has Crowley's body burning up. That, and the fact Aziraphale's boxers were stuffy and humid with his arousal. So, Crowley wriggles some more, shamelessly grinding his body as best he can against Aziraphale, working to please both of them even though he is selfishly addicted to his own pleasure.

"I'm feeling amazing, actually," Aziraphale quickly insists, with a short nod. "I'll let you finish closing up. Thanks for the-" Aziraphale lowers his head as he bites his bottom lip, thighs squeezed together where he stands, "for the pastries."

Aziraphale than swiftly shuts the door before Nina can question him further, and lets himself slump partially against it. His back presses firmly against the surface as he drops the pillow onto the ground, feverishly pressing his hand against his straining bulge afterwards.

"Oh, Crowley," Aziraphale moans, head falling back with a thud as he palms himself through his trousers. Normally, he'd detest potentially making such a mess of his clothes, but with Crowley squirming inside of them he can hardly find the will to care.

Crowley is pressed hard against Aziraphale's cramped cock, moved and pushed hard against it as Aziraphale rubs himself. He's coated in an already thick layer of precome that steadily drips down Aziraphale's shaft and onto him, allowing him to rub easier along Aziraphale's length. This time, as he feels warmth overtaking his body, he doesn't bother to hold back. His cock grinds messily against Aziraphale's much bigger one, before he's coming once again, his small mess infinitesimal within Aziraphale's wet boxers.

Muffled moans fill Crowley's ears as Aziraphale lets himself indulge in his pleasure, being shamelessly loud as he rubs and rubs and rubs, before finally coming himself with a loud cry, making a mess of both Crowley and his boxers. He's left rather sweaty and exhausted afterwards, panting as he leans over, still resting against the door for support.

He lets himself catch his breath for a moment, before his eyes go wide as he remembers Crowley trapped inside his slick pants, and he hastens to unbutton his trousers and slide his hand down them. He cringes briefly at the mess, but after a few moments manages to properly pluck Crowley out and hold him gingerly, relieved to see Crowley looks just as pleased and worn out as he is.

Too tired to even utter a quip, Crowley lets Aziraphale wipe him clean with a towel, before his small form is being kissed once more - more lightly, this time, as to not bother his otherwise oversensitive body - and he's being laid back on the settee.

Aziraphale gives him room to grow back to his normal size, which he does with a lazy flick of his hand, dressing himself in dark, comfortable clothes simultaneously. His head rests against the arm of the sofa, eyes gently shut as he takes in long, deep breaths, almost as if he's savoring the smell of sweat permeating the bookshop after their sensual endeavor.

"Well," Aziraphale starts, "I should probably change."

"Come read to me after," Crowley mumbles, reaching down from the couch blindly before he manages to snag the book Aziraphale had been flipping through earlier. "Finish your chapter, at least."

Aziraphale lets out a soft, closed-mouth laugh, nodding his head in response despite the fact Crowley can't see him. However, as Crowley hears Aziraphale's footsteps recede - presumably to go change into his nightwear - he knows that Aziraphale's going to do as he asked when he gets back. And they're going to cuddle as he does so.

#good omens #good omens smut #aziracrow #aziracrow smut #ineffable husbands #ineffable husbands smut #agp smut #yes i know i have a sanders sides shot called tiny kisses #i can only be so creative #micro/macro

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ten-shi-fandoms · 1 year

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Hey neighbour! I don't know if ur still taking request,,

Can I ask for a howdy x human! reader but the reader is seriously injured and they're from our world!

Maybe like, when the reader gets transported into Welcome home they get injured on the way?

Sure! This was actually pretty fun to do! I love this kind of trope! I didn't know if you wanted it platonic or romantic so I only made it platonic, I can always make it a romantic fic for Howdy later for you! I hope you enjoy!

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Treated Injuries

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Cw: Howdy Pillar x Injured Human!Reader, gender neutral reader, reader is from our world, getting transported, reader is seriously injured, mentions of blood, serious wounds, mentions of being attacked, reader gets stabbed, angst to fluff, platonic

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You don't remember much about what happened or what was even going on, all you remember was someone blindfolding you from behind before getting attacked on your way home. Your were stomped on, kicked, punched, you even felt a knife dig itself into your skin forcing crimson red liquid to pour from your body.

By the end of the assault you were covered in wounds, blood and dirt. Dirt clung to your now messy (h/c) hair, and (s/c) skin. Blood stained your clothes, mixing with the dirt that laid on your skin and smudged across wounds. You could barely move. You felt like your dominant wrist was damaged, your leg was definitely broken from the odd bent it had, there was a large stab wound along your side, you could even feel bruising forming on your ribs. Blisters and bruises laced your lip as the blood ran down it dripping onto your clothes. You were in no position to get up. You couldn't even talk, most likely having messed up your vocal chords from how much you screamed. It felt like everything was out to get you.

Why did this have to happen to you of all people?

Why were you always the one in some form of pain?

As the questions of why this happened to you, you begun thinking back to your childhood when your life was at least a bit peaceful. You use to run around with friends, dance around to the music playing in the streets, eat junk and laugh, but there was one memory that you favored over the rest. It was the memory of you watching a show called "Welcome Home" the first time you met your favorite character, Howdy Pillar.

In the episode you vividly remembered Howdy refusing to let Wally inside due to the smaller male taking his apples the day before. The moment you laid eyes on him you knew he was going to be your favorite. Howdy was quick witted, charismatic and overall a joy to watch. It was always the light of your day watching Howdy scold Wally for knocking over his apples, handing out glitter glue to Sally for her plays, helping Julie pick out hair accessories, joking around with Barnaby and so much more. Tears welled in your (e/c) eyes slowly pouring down leaving wet streaks against your dirtied cheeks. What you would give to watch Howdy on your tv again. To watch him smile so kindly when helping his fellow residence. To be a kid again without a care in the world. As the thoughts of your mind began to grow your eyesight begun to blur, then your vision went black and no more thoughts plagued your mind.

Slowly you were awaken, hearing the sounds of muffled speech and soft mumbles. Bright light forced your eyes to stay mostly shut as you were faced with a red hot pain throughout your limbs. What was going on? Due to the light you couldn't open your eyes fully, but you could tell you were no longer on the street near your house. What even happened? You remembered getting attacked then things turning black, but you didn't remember getting moved or hearing sirens at all. So where were you?

Before you could think more, you heard a door open and soft footsteps coming near you. You braced yourself for the worst but you heard something click and through your most shut eyes you could see the lights had been dimmed. "I'm sorry about that, when Julie heard I brought someone back she immediately cut on the lights. I hope you aren't too upset about it." a gentle voice called out to you. Wait, did you know that voice? It sounded familiar but it was unclear why. Turning your head towards the voice, your eyes slowly opening trying to adjust to your environment.

When you opened your eyes you were met with a familiar face. Oh, so thats why the voice sounded so familiar. The green fleece skin, the blue pompadour, the four arms and legs. It was Howdy, Howdy Pillar from Welcome Home. But how? Where you dreaming? You went to speak, wanting to know what was going on only to feel a sharp pain go through your throat causing you to wince. Howdy's eyebrows furrowed a bit, one of his hands grabbing a glass of water from a table while another one held you up gently in a sitting position. The hand helped you drink the water, a few soft coughs escaped your lips after a few sips before Howdy sat the glass back down still holding you up.

"Your vocal chords are damaged, so I would hold off on talking for a bit." he started, his voiced laced with worry as he begun telling you about your body's current situation. "When I found you behind my shop you were badly hurt. You were covered in blood and unconscious so I brought you inside to get you fixed up. Your leg is broken, your wrist fracture, you have a large gash along your side and your ribs seem to be bruised." Howdy paused, his expression one full of concern. "I was worried, you seemed to have lost a lot of blood so I'm glad your awake. Do you feel any better?" he asked. The question making you nod your head a bit, the action made Howdy smile a bit, one that seemed to be out of relief.

"That's good." Howdy went to say something else before the look of concern quickly returned to his features. "Are you sure? Your crying." his voice was soft as he used one of his free hands to gently wipe your tears. You hadn't even realized you were crying, let alone shaking. Everything that had happened came at you like a brick and your body could make you do nothing but cry. Large globs of tears fell from your eyes at a fast pace as your body shook forcing broken sobs from your lips. Howdy said nothing instead opting to gently wrap his arms around you, holding you in a warm embrace. Your cheek laid against his chest, warm tears staining his apron. Your body hurt, hurt more than it ever had but you really couldn't think of that. Howdy's gentle embrace, soft patting of your head and kind praises filled your mind helping you find peace in such a dangerous and confusing situation.

Even if you couldn't see it, you could bet Howdy was worried that worry most likely showing on his face. Slowly lifting your head up, tears blurring your vision you expected a look of worry but instead you saw a small smile. A smile that held calmness even if you tell by his eyes he was concerned. He was smiling for you. He was trying to make you feel better by smiling. Something about his smile made you break out a wobbly smile of your own. Tears stained your face and from what you could see your bandages. Your nose was running, and you felt awful but Howdy didn't seem to care about your appearance. He only cared that you were safe and that was more than enough for you to feel some sort of relief from the horrid situation. You were attacked cut and dry. You were injured beyond belief but you were able to get something good out of it. You got to see Howdy. Even if it felt like a dream, you got to see the one thing you had always loved.

A gentle hand ran across your hair, pushig messy strands from your face while another one cleaned your tears with a sleeve. You felt a tissue press against your nose as you stared at Howdy. "Blow" he said softly, signalling for you to blow into the tissue which you did reluctantly. He asked this of you a few more times before you shook your head showing him you were fine. You were placed back on what you now knew was a bed, propping your body up with pillows for extra comfort. "I'm Howdy, Howdy Pillar it's nice to meet you (Y/n)." he said softly. Huh? How did he know your name. You must've had a look of confusion because Howdy chuckled pulling out your wallet showing your ID, drivers license and other identification. "I found out because of this." if you could sigh you would've but instead you nodded. Howdy smiled gently at you placing your wallet next to the glass of water on the table. He went to speak only to be cut off by the sound of knocking. Before Howdy could ask who it was, the door opened revealing two others you recognized as Wally Darling and Julie Joyful.

Julie must've opened the door while Wally stood beside her holding a basket. The smell of baked goods filled the room as Julie and Wally walked inside. "Hey Howdy! We brought some snacks Poppy made for our new neighbor!" Julie exclaimed, Wally held up the basket when the energetic girl spoke of snacks. "She wanted to make sure we got to them here before they got too cold!" Howdy nodded one of his hands reaching out for the basket which Wally handed over without much of a fuss. "I will set these with their other things, thanks you two." Howdy spoke kindly to the two individuals who now stood in the room. Julie smiled proudly while Wally turned his attention to you.

Quietly the small male padded his way over, placing a small box of flashcards on your lap. "Howdy told us you can't speak right now so Sally made flashcards for you so you could speak." Wally's soft voice told you about the kind bundle of sunshine; literally, who was nice enough to give you a way to communicate due to not being able to use your dominant hand from it's fracture. You smiled at the small male nodding your head showing your understanding. "That's enough now." Howdy spoke his hands pushing Wally and Julie out the door. "We should leave (Y/N) alone, they need rest." Wally nodded in agreement as Julie waved goodbye to you happily. "Bye bye (Y/N)! We'll come vist you later!" Julie's sweet voice called out from outside the room. "Get some rest." Wally stated, before walking out the room completely. Howdy sighed gently turning back to you. "I'll be back to check on you after I close up shop okay?" you nodded, smiling at Howdy who in turn smiled back once more. "Alright then, get some rest." and with that you were all alone. Even though you were alone you didn't feel lonely. Maybe it was the shock of what happened. Or maybe even the confusion but you felt more loved than you had in a while. If this was a dream you wanted it to last forever. Your eyes slowly closed, black clouding your vision as you rethought of Howdy's soft words from when you were crying.

"Don't cry, your safe now."

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You Can Have Him

Summary: I am having Jungkook's baby. That's right bitches, you heard me right. We had a one night stand and now I am going to make him pay in cash and chocolate doughnuts-- currency of the gods. No emotions, just mucho dinero. That's the motto for today. There's no way he can fall in love with a virtual freeloader right? Let's all pray that he doesn't for my sake and yours.

chubby reader x idol (loaded) jungkook

Disclaimer: This character of Jungkook is not a representation of the real life Jungkook. Keep in mind this is all fiction.

Mini- series

(haven't decided on how many parts. I guess however many it takes me to get my thoughts across)

PART 2 of Only Here for Food

You know when your bladder just can't hold in the piss and it has to empty itself under just about any circumstance? Well that was me right now, as I sauntered into HYBE. I used the wonderful bathroom on the first floor and with a jolly grin on my face went to the cafe. Their desserts were simply exquisite. "One new york classic cheese cake with a boba tea please". I clapped my hands , giggling in glee as I saw all the other options I couldn't wait to try every time I visited the HYBE building.

I took my aesthetic picture of the desserts as the employee who handed me the food smiled at me. Happiness is contagious, just like the plague and that is the best part about it. Trudging over to the BTS waiting room , I saw my favorite super squishy couch and sat on it, ready to eat my dessert and some bibimbap with pork belly I had made for lunch today.

I kept all my food on the table, having brought an abundant amount for the guys as well. They may like it, and if they didn't I had so many neighbors I could just distribute the food to. I dove into the bibimbap, moaning as the flavors hit my tastebuds. This is truly what I lived for, fatty oily sweet and savory rice loaded with greasy meat, spiced vegetables, and fried egg. Taehyung walked in, clearly surprised at what I had brought and my presence. "Hey Y/N , what are you doing here? Jungkook is in the recording room".

I smiled, "Oh, I didn't come for Jungkook necessarily. I was just going to give him papers that my lawyer drew up in case I saw him around the building. I actually just came here to eat and brought some food with me in case you guys wanted to try any. Made it all early this morning after my mommy pilates class". I chewed loudly with fervor, "Why don't you also try some food? I made bibimbap, japchae with tiger shrimp, fish cake stew with sausages, and kimbap. It's all home made".

Taehyung reluctantly took his first bite, and then it was game over. He sat there eating the food with me as I showed him reruns of different series I was watching. I showed him how I was midway through death note and my plans to dress up as a Shinigami this halloween. I was also knitting a shinigami inspired scarf with apples laced all throughout. He chuckled and laughed with me.

The rest of the guys filtered in, behooved to see Taehyung get along so well with Y/N. They saw the abundance of food, and Jin was the first to serve himself a plate, exclaiming and gesticulating ,"So good Y/N, so good, you are truly a goddess. I was just missing home made food so much". The rest of the guys also decided to chow down, trying to steal the cheesecake from Y/n as she was slowly eating it, attempting to prolong the experience.

Jungkook walked in, sweaty and tired from recording his new track for a feature when he saw Y/n. His face contorted into disgust. What the hell was this girl doing here again? Wasn't setting up a child support plan after his unfortunately positive paternity test enough for her?

He loudly stomped in the room, slapping his doc martens against the ground. Y/N heard the noise and looked up to see him. "Hi JK, want to try some food? I just made it this morning. Took me two hours, but I wanted to bring a treat for all of you just in case. Was supposed to go on a picnic today with my boy toys but I thought I would feed you guys instead". Jungkook nodded his head with pure defiance and rage, till a singular word filtered through his brain, boy toys?!?!! He shrieked in a fury, "What the hell do you mean by boy toy women? What type of males are you frolicking with? Are you getting run through by every damn male out there?"

Y/N weakly smiled, "I mean, I wish I had the braveness to cavort with every handsome man I met. But I am just too scared of STDs you know. Trust me on this though JK, if STDs never existed, I would fuck my way through an entire fraternity. I have the stamina of a stallion". She proceeded to imitate a neighing of a horse, as the boys all tried not to choke, aspirate, and die on their food.

Y/n continued, "I just came here to talk to you about honoring the part of our agreement that talks about baby time twice a week. Twice a week I will be here so we can have our baby interaction time , so as a dad you can be close to the baby". Jungkook was ready to rip all his hair out of his head. What the hell was she talking about? Then he remembered the part of the contract which stipulated that he was supposed to meet her twice a week to interact with the baby as it was in the womb and for one year post partum.

"Just let me know once you are ready, and we will go into a private room so you can touch the baby directly-- you know skin to skin contact and all". The boys tried to not laugh openly at Jungkook as he stared at y/N horrified of her request. They all filtered out immediately. Namjoon stated somberly, "Jungkook you can use this room with Y/N, I will close the door so you and her can have private time with the Baby".

Jungkook timidly walked over to Y/n and sat next to her. She emanated the scent of fresh laundry and coconuts, very appealing and nothing that he had ever smelled on any of the girls he usually bedded. Y/n lifted up her dress and Jungkook was shell shocked to see red lacy panties stretched down due to a surprisingly round baby bump the size of a small melon. Her thighs were thick and glistening with moisture . He almost had the urge to bite her thighs. Wait, what the fuck, where was this thought coming from?!

Y/N lifted one eyebrow, "Aren't you going to touch the baby? Don't be scared by my pussy, don't worry, it won't bite. It will maintain its distance, it is well trained and domesticated". Jungkook's hands slightly trembled as he placed both of them on either side of her stomach. He felt the warmth of her silky skin radiating through his hands, as an unwarranted image of Y/N with his cum stuffed up her pussy and his cum sprayed all over her pregnant stomach ambushed him. He jolted away, hands moving away due to the sudden unbidden thought invading his mind, infiltrating his brain.

He asked softly with concern, "Is this normal for your stomach to be this big for two months?" Y/N cooly replied, "They are actually twins. I am preparing cribs and clothes for them. Double the work actually, but I can't wait". She giggled, nose scrunching up and mirth in her eyes. Jungkook saw how beautiful she was, for the first time since he consciously met her.

Y/N squealed out, "Ok now Mr Jungkook. Hands off the goodies. Visitation hours are over". She flipped down her dress as Jungkook now couldn't get the image of her ripe swollen stomach and panties out of his mind. She clouded his thoughts so quickly, no wonder he got her pregnant he mused to himself.

The members came back in as Y/N stared at her phone, watching death note on youtube with Jimin who snuggled up next to her. Jungkook felt a flash of envy thunder through his body as he saw the mother of his kids so close to Jimin. He shouldn't feel this way, but he did. A model named Jin Hee, from one of their previous photo shoots came over to Jungkook and sidled up to him.

Jin Hee held on to Jungkook's arm and started talking to him, flirting with him, as Y/N watched the scene unravel from the corner of her eye. She had great peripheral vision, took her vitamin A and carrot intake very seriously, thank you very much. As Jungkook sat down now, Jin Hee sat so close to him, she might as well be on his lap. Jin Hee was clearly trying to prod Y/N to breaking since the news had spread quickly about Jungkook's baby momma. Everybody knew who Y/N was in the HYBE building.

Jin Hee, a stereotypically thin model had been vying for Jungkook's attention for the longest time. She did not want to lose to a fat pregnant non celebrity baby momma. Y/N calmly put her phone down next to her, to the confusion of Jimin. In a calm voice that could slice a human's flesh with its sharpness, she drawled out firmly, eyes facing Jin Hee, "You can have him you know. I don't fight over community dick. If you want him, you can have him. You clinging to him like a baby koala is making you look desperate. I am not jealous of you in the least. My eyes are on a different prize, and Jungkook is not it. I eat leftovers usually, but if Jungkook was a left over, I would throw him in the trash".

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