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catcze · 7 months

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⠀「 Giving them random kisses (part 2) 」

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「 FEAT : 」 Wriothesley, Neuvillette, Lyney, Kaveh, Alhaitham (separate) x GN! reader

「 ### : 」 fluff n romance ! Some heavy kissing, but tbh nothing that warrants much more of a warning. Kaveh's is... a little sad, but it ends well ♡

A long-overdue part two !! Listen guys pls pls pls dont let this flop i actually efforted on this one haksdj 💔

⠀「 WRIOTHESLEY 」

He's initially pretty surprised, but he recovers quickly and smoothly.

He hasn't had many people showering him with affection, so it's a bit of a learning curve with you being so sweet to him.

Does his best to reciprocate though! He doesn't want you feeling like he loves you any less.

He ends up liking the surprise kisses more than he could have ever thought ♡

"Hey Wrio," you murmur from where you sit on his lap. Your boyfriend is engrossed with the documents in his hand, though one arm is still wrapped around your waist, holding you against him.

Wriothesley doesn't look up when you call his name. His eyes are still trained on the fine print, though he does acknowledge you with the tilt of his head and a, "Hm?"

You take his momentary distraction to reach up and pull his face down so you can reach it and plant a small, sweet kiss on his cheek. It's delicate and chaste, just the press of your lips to his skin, as light as the landing of a butterfly, but from the corner of your eye you see the way his eyes widen and the telltale flush of his cheeks.

He gulps, his entire body turning warm under your touch.

"It's nothing," you say, one hand still cradling his cheek. The documents crinkle in his grip, and you smile. "Just wanted to remind you that I love you, is all."

Before you can even realize, Wriothesley is craning his neck and turning your head so that he can press a full kiss against your lips, heart racing as he steals your breath. The way he kisses you is frantic, rough. Like he can't get enough of you in the moment. Like his heart is about to burst out of his chest, and the only thing he can do about it is kiss you harder.

When you finally separate, you're both heaving for air, foreheads pressed together and breath mingling. Every one of his exhales tickles your lips, and under your palm, you can feel how his heart thumps in his chest.

Wriothesley's breath is ragged when he speaks; breathless like he's just ran a marathon. "Just wanted to remind you that I love you too," he whispers.

⠀「 NEUVILLETTE 」

He's been around humans for a long time. It's to be expected that he's had enough time to observe what humans in love do.

Specifically with kisses, Neuvillette has always been a little intrigued.

What is it that makes the meeting of lips so enjoyable for humans? Is it different from the act of holding hands? From the act of linking arms as you walk down a street together?

It's with you that he finally finds his answers.

"Neuvi!" you call, walking into his office. There's a beaming grin as you close the door behind you, bags of takeout food in your hands. "I've brought lunch!"

Neuvillette raises his head the moment he hears your voice, his lips curving in a soft smile. By the time you've approached, rounding his desk and giving him a kiss on the forehead in greeting, the Iudex has already put away his case files and has cleared a place for you on his desk.

You perch on it with ease, one of Neuvillette's hands coming up to push you up, and place the takeout bags beside you. "Hey," you tell him with a smile, looking down at him from where you sit.

"Hello." Neuvillette's eyes glitter from this angle, and the way he smiles so fondly at you makes him look nothing like the scary Iudex that some people think he is. If anything, with the way he looks at you, he just looks like any other man in love. One of his hands find yours, gently weaving his fingers between yours and caressing the back of your hand with his thumb. "Thank you for bringing me lunch," he says. "You didn't have to."

"Mm, it's not for free, though!" You tell him with a grin, and one of his brows rise.

"Oh?"

"Mhm," you nod sagely, leaning forward so that your lips hover just above his. There's a smile on your face, and one of your hands goes to his shoulder to steady yourself. "I want a kiss for all my hard work."

"is that so," he muses, expression becoming just the slightest bit teasing. "Does the one you took upon arrival not meet your requirements, my dear?"

"That was nice, but I want a kiss kiss, Neuvi," you tell him, pouting just a bit.

Neuvillette chuckles under his breath, one hand coming up to cradle the back of your neck and pull you in closer. "That can be arranged," he murmurs, just before his lips meet yours.

⠀「 LYNEY 」

A relationship with him consists of so! many! kisses!

My guy acts like he's gonna fall ill if he doesn't have a kiss from you every so often.

Literally, he takes any excuse to kiss you that he can get!

And if you're the one initiating a little smooch? He'll be over the moon!

"If you're trying playing a magic trick on me, you're already cheating," Lyney laughs. He's seated on a chair in the the Hotel Bouffes d'ete, a silk handkerchief covering his eyes. One of his eyebrows are raised, and there's a joking quirk to his lips. Although he can't see it, you roll your eyes and tighten the blindfold.

"You're sure you can't see anything?" You ask when you think you've got it tight enough. You wave a hand in front of his face, and he doesn't even flinch.

"All I'm seeing now is my life if you were not in it, mon amour. Nothing but endless darkness." He's grinning while he says it, but you know he means every word, cheesy little shit that he is. You grumble the thought aloud, and he has the audacity to laugh.

You pull away, keeping one hand on his shoulder so he still knows you're there. "Alright smooth talker," you say. "Give me a number from one to ten."

"Ooh, a very intriguing question," Lyney hums. "I'll take the safe route... and go with five."

"Okay. Final answer?"

"Have I ever been one to take back my words, mon amour?"

You grumble again, and his grin widens. Your hands rise to cup his face, tilting it up for easier access. Lyney is lost for a second, lost on what you could have up your sleeve— then you press kisses to his face in rapid succession. One of his forehead, another two on each of his cheeks, one on his nose, and a last one on his lips. That one you drag out a little longer, feel his lips against yours with a familiarity that only you have ever known, before it ends too quickly. Five kisses, just as he's asked.

When you remove the blindfold, he stares at you, light flush high on his cheeks, lips tingling with the urge to kiss you more.

You grin. "Good enough of a magic trick for you?"

⠀「 KAVEH 」

For Kaveh, your kisses are nothing short of an oasis in the middle of the desert.

When he feels at his lowest, debt and impending deadlines creeping in on him, there's nothing that pulls him out of his headspace like affection from you.

If he feels like he's about to drown, you pull him out of the water.

For that reason, he welcomes every ounce of affection you can spare.

"Kaveh, it's late," you beckon him from under the sheets, a yawn crawling up your throat. "Come sleep. You can continue your work in the morning."

"Go first," he says, leaning over another set of schematics, hand pushed into his hair in frustration, a deep frown marring his face. "I'll join you once I finish this." His voice is distant, distracted, as if he's just spitting out preset lines in his head.

You've been saying that for hours now, you want to tell him. It's hard not to feel a little neglected when your boyfriend refuses to look at you for hours at a time— when he continues to run himself ragged despite all your best efforts at trying to make sure he doesn't break himself in his pursuit of perfection.

When Kaveh sighs once more, slamming his hands on his desk in frustration and groaning so loudly you're sure Alhaitham is cursing him out from his room, you slip out from under the sheets and walk over to him.

"Kaveh," you say again, a hand on his shoulder.

"What," he snaps at you before he can help it, teeth bared. When he sees how you flinch, hand threatening to pull away, he quickly looks down, staring at the sheets of paper with shame and regret. "I'm sorry," he says in a quiet voice, head hung and hands trembling. The fight and frustration drains out of his body, leaving him tired. Tired and feeling terrible.

You sigh— you don't blame him for the outburst. Archons knows he's been on the receiving side for a few of your own bad moods. That's just how some days can be, being graduates of the akademia. Gently you take hold of his cheek and guide him to look up at you, and when his eyes hesitantly meet yours, you smile a little sleepily.

"I forgive you," you say, giving him a gentle kiss on the forehead, moving down to his nose, and then ending on his lips. You can feel just the slightest curve of his smile as you kiss softly, feel the way his shoulders relax just a bit under your care.

"Come on. You need rest," you tell him, gently tugging him to his feet and leading him to the soft, warm bed. This time, he does not protest.

⠀「 ALHAITHAM 」

With him, it's a little difficult to randomly kiss him, because he's very rarely caught off guard.

He intercepts a lot of your attempts!

Whether it be side-stepping you to make you gasp in affront, or stealing your thunder and kissing you before you can kiss him— needless to say it's a challenge.

Good thing you always rise to challenges.

From the moment you enter the living room and perch yourself on the couch beside him, Alhaitham is squinting at you in suspicion. You just grin, not dissuaded by the sharp look in his eye.

"You're planning something," he say, snapping his book close.

You gasp, pressing a hand to your chest. "Who, me? Bold statement, mister grand sage."

"Acting grand sage. Non-permanent."

"Same thing," you dismiss with a wave of your hand. His stare only narrows further. "Now! I need to you do something for me, dearest love of mine. Give me your hands, would you?"

And although his nose wrinkles at the cheesy nickname, he complies, albeit a little hesitantly. One of the perks of him being your boyfriend, you suppose— lessened questions about any shenanigans you might pull.

When you're securely gripping his hands, weaving your fingers together and ensuring that he can't pull away (his brow furrows when he tries. He's getting more suspicious about what you're about to pull) you grin.

"Okay. Now close your eyes."

"I'd rather not," Alhaitham shuts you down immediately, and you frown.

"Please?"

"Tell me why, first."

"Just—! I pinky promise you'll like it. I super swear that you'll like it!"

And eventually he relents, eyes falling shut. You cheer internally, and before he can change his mind, you swoop forward to give him a kiss. The surprise of it catches him off-guard for once, and his hands clench yours, but just as you'd expected he doesn't try to pull away— if anything, he pushes back into the press of your lips, kissing you even harder than you kissed him.

When you separate, your face feels warm and your palms are undoubtedly sweaty, but he hasn't let you go for a second. Alhaitham swallows down a gulp of air, chest heaving just a little, and you feel the bubble of victory in your chest. "See? I told you you'd like it."

#astronetwrk #「 🐈‍⬛ 」 catcze.desserts #Wriothesley x reader #Neuvillette x reader #Lyney x reader #Kaveh x reader #Alhaitham x reader #genshin impact x reader #cw gn reader #Wriothesley #Neuvillette #Lyney #Kaveh #Alhaitham #genshin impact

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tinylittlebab · 1 year

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hmm.

#ack. i wanna but a scale so bad but idk how much money i have rn #well at least since im restricting again ill have more money since i dont spend it all on food #wish i could get a job but id have to walk to it and i cant in the weather so im gonna wait till spring or summer #might wait till i turn 18 bc ill have way more options so i might aswell. its only like 2 months off from when i could even get one at all #hmmm. ill have to ask my mom to tell me how much is on my card bc i cant check it myself. im kinda regretting letting my sister not pay me #back immediately for $30 bc then i could buy a scale rn but she doesnt have much rn so whatever #going another month without a scale wont kill me. for the majority of the time before i recoved it didnt have a scale so whatever #but i remember feeling so awful not even knowing if the pain i put myself through did anything so idk if its worth that #i fall ever enough as is with my pots so idk if i wanna add starvation to tye mix when i cant even see the numbers drop #well. ill find out how much i have today and if i have a fair bit then ill buy one soon but if not then ill just cry ig #idk. i feel stupid for relapsing. i KNOW.it feels terrible and i dont even care much about getting skinny. i just miss starving myself #its not about getting skinny its just about seeing the number go down and hurting myself and i know it doesnt actually feel good but like #idk. my life has felt chaotic and out of control recently and i need something to hold on to even if it kills me #i dont even wanna die anymore either. i used to but now i dont. i have life plans that i wanna pursue. im not stuck in a moldy house with #people who abuse me. i live with my only friend in a place where i can actually go places. not many places but theres at least something #idk. i think itd be easier to be ok if i had other friends but i just have my sister. i dont even know how or where you meet people #everything i read either says scool for minors or bars for adults which is useless to me. the only others things are things not around me #idk. i guess ill have to get a car eventually and when i do that then i can go places. i feel so bleh lately #i just. i wanna be sickly and skinny. not bc i think im ugly but bc i wanna be sick. i dont dislike my appearance. im relatively thin #not that it matters bc theres nothing wrong with being fat but like. idk. i used to hate my appearance so much but i dont now #so it feels so weird that im relapsing anyway #idk

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mysteriouslyrainypatrol · 8 months

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late night talking (newt x gn!reader)

(Reader is the only med-jack in the Glade and is working themselves to exhaustion)

CW: none i dont think! if i have missed any pls let me know!

Word Count: 1.4k

(hi! this is my first ever drabble/fanfic, please feel free to leave any feedback!)

The cool night air is a welcome relief on your warm face. It’s night in the Glade, and all the other Gladers are asleep, well, except for you. You’re the only proper med-jack in the Glade, the only one who actually cared enough to read the textbooks that came up in the box long before your arrival, and due to this you’re the only one who is able to treat more severe issues.

This means that when it comes to the overnight shift, it’s usually you who takes it. Whilst the other Gladers get to rest and recover you’re stuck watching over the patients who have winded up in your care for one reason or another. Tonight is another one of those nights, you have three patients, each in for different issues. They’re soundly asleep while you’re sitting at your desk, begging yourself to stay awake. It usually wouldn’t be an issue taking the overnight shift, you would usually use the time to tidy up the med-hut, but it’s the third night in a row that you’ve taken the shift. You felt bad for the other boys, and after all you are the newest to the Glade out of them, so shouldn’t you do what they tell you to?

It’s nearing 3:30 in the morning, and you’re desperately trying to rub the sleep from your eyes when you hear the door to the med-hut open.

“Hello?” you call out, voice quiet so as to not disturb the three sleeping patients.

A familiar blonde-haired boy makes his way into the dim light of the med-hut. Newt, the Glades second-in-command, and one of your closest friends.

“Hey..” he says quietly, with a small smile on his face “What are you doing up?”

“I could ask you the same question” you respond with a cheeky grin.

Newt rolls his eyes and sits down next to you, smile never faltering.

“You know tonight is my turn to do the night watch” he says, watching you intently, seeming to realise the sheer exhaustion in your eyes.

“You never answered my question (y/n), what are you doing up?” he asks again gently, waiting for your response.

You sigh and run your hands on your face “it’s my turn to do the night shift tonight” you say, knowing fully well that by now it had to be one of the other boys’ turns. You simply don’t want to worry Newt, afterall he has a really important job in the Glade, and if he found out what the boys were making you do he would be livid.

Newt sighs and carefully moves closer to you, eyes never leaving your face “(y/n), I know that you took a night shift last night too, Alby told me. What are you still doing up, darling? Don’t lie to me”

You freeze, forgetting that Alby had in fact come to visit you last night. You realise there’s no point in trying to lie to him, you’ve never been able to lie to Newt, that’s why you guys are such close friends, he can always tell when something’s bothering you.

“I took tonight's shift too..” you say quietly, busying yourself with organising your desk so you wouldn’t have to see his face “it’s okay though-”

Before you can say anything else Newt gently grabs your hand. The action makes you confused, and you turn to face him. His face is hard, clearly not liking what you’ve said.

“So you’ve worked the last 2 nights?” he asks quietly, before adding “How long has it been since you slept?”

You pause “three days i think” you say almost sheepishly “it sounds worse than it is though Newt-”

Again you’re cut off by the boy in front of you. He looks incredibly mad now, not at you however.

“(y/n), darling, you cannot do this to yourself, okay? You need to rest, you’ll end up sick if you keep working yourself like this” he says gently, using a hand to gently caress your cheek

“Please, get some sleep for me”

You shake your head gently “I can’t Newt, the patients need someone to watch them..”

“So I’ll wake one of the other boys” Newt says with a shrug “they’ve been making you do their jobs, and that’s not on, okay? You deserve to rest, especially after a night shift. I’m going to tell Alby, and I promise you darling this will never happen again, alright?” he says, leaving no room for argument.

You nod your head, the tiredness now hitting you in waves.

“C’mon” Newt says, gently pulling you to your feet “your hammock or mine?”

It was a thing between the two of you to share hammocks some nights. Usually it was when one of you was having a tough day, or simply when it got too cold at night. Tonight seemed to be no exception.

“Yours please” you mutter, standing up. Newt smiles and begins to lead you out of the med-hut to where the hammocks are set up. The moon is full tonight, the light from it illuminating the tops of the trees in the Glade. It looked so peaceful like this, if you could ignore the sounds of the Grievers lurking in the maze. As you walk Newt turns around to look at you, making sure you're okay. His eyes are filled with concern. Soon enough, you both reach his hammock. You sit down and take off your shoes and then climb into the hammock, Newt following straight after. You settle into the hammock, your head resting on Newt's chest. He gently runs a hand up and down your back comfortingly.

"Is this okay?" he whispers, not wanting to ruin the moment.

You snuggle into him more "This is perfect. Thank you Newt" you say, lifting your head to place a soft kiss to his cheek. Newt freezes, not anticipating that. Before you can rest your head back on his chest he gently cups your face, looking down at you with soft eyes

“What was that for? Not that I’m complaining, darling” he says quietly, voice so soft and quiet.

You blush softly at his touch, leaning into his hand slightly.

“I just- you didn’t have to do this ... .just wanted to say thank you” you say softly, trying to avoid his gaze. You didn’t want him to see the blush on your face, knowing he’d tease you or worse, would figure out your feelings for him. By the way he’s looking at you it’s too late, he already knows just how much you like him.

“Hey” Newt says, gently turning your head so you guys are face-to-face “I would do anything for you…okay?” he says softly, the words almost flying away in the soft wind. If you weren’t looking at him you wouldn’t know he’d even uttered them.

Your breath catches in your throat slightly. Is he saying what you think he’s saying?

“..you like me?” you ask after a beat.

Newt chuckles, the sound deep and comforting beneath your body

“(y/n), I like you. I adore you...you didn't know?” He chuckles again, seemingly amused at your obliviousness. “Is that okay?” he asks after a brief pause.

You feel like someone’s dumped a bucket of cold water on you. He likes you? Unbeknownst to him, you’ve been in love with Newt ever since you came to the Glade. He was the first person who showed you kindness, gently talking to you while showing you around the Glade. Before he can do or say anything else you press your lips to his. He’s taken aback for a second, before moving a hand to the side of your jaw and deepening the kiss. You can feel him smiling into the kiss, and you feel your lips involuntarily turn up. Eventually you have to break the kiss for air, but you don’t go far from each other, resting your forehead against his.

“I really, really like you Newt..” you whisper. The smile Newt gives you is blinding, filled with love and sweetness and hope.

“That’s more than okay darling” he whispers back, a wide smile on his face.

You smile back, tiredness pulling at your eyes. Newt seems to notice this, and beckons you to lie down again.

“Go to sleep” he says quietly, smiling softly at you and wrapping an arm around you, hooking his chin over your head. You can hear his heartbeat, slow and unhurried. Safe. He places a soft kiss on the top of your head. The last thing you register before slumber pulls you in is Newt’s voice.

“Sleep well (y/n)...words cannot describe how much I love you my darling”

You fall asleep with a happy heart and a smile on your face, looking forward to waking up next to the man you love.

#newt x reader #newt tmr #the maze runner #tmr #comfort #fanfic #drabble #romance

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aliusworld · 1 year

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Unspoken Love

Angel Devil x Reader

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Part 3 {CURRENT} || Check for other parts on my MASTERLIST. (Pinned link)

What’s to come: SMUT!!!! SEX!!!!! OH MY GOD!!!!! DNI IF YOU DONT WANNA SEE IT!!!!!! Reader is horny and desperate but in a fluffy way. Reader has female anatomy ish SORRY +OOC ++not proofread haha sorry, boo

Description: You can’t say “I love you”, so they’ll have to come up with a different way to show it. A fun and safe way both you and Angel can enjoy.

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It’s been weeks since you first heard Angel say “I love you”. Normal words could not contain the feelings you had for him, but one specific one could. Love. You wished you could, you tried making deals, thinking of different contracts, anything. You tried everything, but your contract wouldn’t budge.

The Love Devil.

Your contract with the Love Devil held you back from speaking your truth. Nothing you’ve ever said felt like it held the same meaning, maybe it did to Angel, but it didn’t feel the same to you. What could you do at this point? If something can’t be said, can something be done about it?

Then a small idea popped up, what about you two do something intimate?

What would something intimate be? A date? Dates wouldn’t work, Angel isn’t exactly allowed to be out in public if it isn’t related to work in any way.

Then what about sex?

…

“Nononononono, what am I thinking?!” You mutter to yourself. It’s 1 AM, maybe if you get some sleep, your mind will be at peace.

The thought hadn’t left your mind. In fact, it’s been days. You’ve been avoiding eye contact with Angel, you felt horrible, but if you two did do it, how would it work?

Your days had been nothing but you being deep in thought, sometimes writing small snippets on paper. Angel had noticed your strange behavior, he’s used to you talking to yourself. Though this was new, you were never this quiet.

Angel started wearing gloves just so he could hold you more often. No one else had noticed it besides you. Gloves. That’s useful. Noted.

Angel’s wings and hair didn’t take away your life-span, which means you two could get close. Well close enough for sex, right?

All Angel had to do is stay clothed and wear a condom, right? So it’ll be safe. You two could definitely do it.

Your plan was all written in your head, all you had to do was play around with it. Son enough, intrusive thoughts would come rushing through.

What if he doesn’t want to?

You’ll just make everything awkward, how will you even recover from something as stupid as that?

What if you mess up during the act?

What if you do actually get your life span drained?

What if Angel’s too scared to touch you after that?

Your head makes an impact against your work desk. Angel had been doing paperwork for the first time in months, you had to double check his work either way. Which gives you an opportunity to talk with him, even if it’s just a ‘hello’. Nothing weird will happen. Nothing.

“Angel, how are you doing?” You stand up to make your way towards him

“It’s fine, why am I doing this?” He looked up at you while your clothes arm slithered around his neck, he didn’t have a reaction anymore. Good!

“Because it’s your turn! I’ve been doing your work for months, you’re only doing the work that’s actually meant for you! I can’t even do your work for you even if I wanted to, we’re not partners anymore…” You’ve filed requests for Makima to give Angel back to you, but after Himeno’s tragic death, Angel was partnered with Aki. Meanwhile you were with Kobeni, “And you’re extra lucky because Aki left you with me!”

“I don’t even know what half of these words mean.”

“Hmm…” You tilted your head and purposely grazed your hand against his, the paper was actually pretty complicated. Maybe you should come get Aki? No, this is your alone time.

“You don’t know any of this either, I can tell.”

“S-shut up. Whatever, let’s go home. Leave that paper for Aki to fill, I’m sure he won’t mind!” You brush it off and help Angel up from his chair. He was light, he made your heart flutter without even doing anything, if only you could express those feelings.

The ride home was nice and simple, Angel spoke first for the first time in awhile. He talked about what happened on the job and how much a pain in the ass Aki was. You whined about not being partners anymore for the hundredth time and how Kobeni was actually very kind.

In reality, you barely heard what Angel said. All you could think about was how you could shift the mood into something more… sexual. You shifted in your seat beside Angel, maybe he could sense something was up? Probably not.

You made a quick pitstop to a convenience store. Grabbing the non conspicuous items you needed to continue your plan. Angel stayed in the car as you had to comfortably laugh at the cashiers crude joke.

Home wasn’t any better. You watched as Angel changed his clothes, he didn’t really care. His body looked so smooth, you just wanted to hold it, do anything with it! Maybe cuddling naked would be fine, that certainly wouldn’t work though. You kicked Angel out of the bedroom and readied yourself for what might come next.

You put on the lingerie you had bought a few days prior. It was pretty, a light red. It matched Angel’s completion. After amusing yourself in front of the mirror, you quickly hid your body with pajama pants and a loose shirt.

Opening the door, Angel looked back at you. He was on the couch with your pillow on his lap. Has he always looked this pretty? You soon flop down onto his lap, he had a different pair of gloves on. The silence was wonderful. His hands were wondering onto your hair, as you closed your eyes in bliss.

“Angel, do you wanna try something new with me?” You decide the bring out the question you’ve been holding in for days.

“Sure what is it?” He tilted his head to look at you, his eyes were beautiful

“Uhm…” You couldn’t say it, the words just weren’t coming out, you plucked up the courage to start it, but you didn’t have any left to finish it. It felt like hell, your whole body felt like it was on fire, it couldn’t be helped.

“[name], are you okay?” Angel held your face gently, if only he knew. “You’ve been zoning out a lot more. Did I do something?”

“Angel… I… I’m alright.” You prop yourself up to the position you were when you two first touched, “I just missed you so much. I’ll never forgive Makima for splitting us apart!!” You whine some more, nothing unusual.

“I don’t think she wants your forgiveness”

“I’ll never forgive you either!” You shove your face against his chest, he was warm, so very comforting. You could stay like this forever. If only you could.

“What? Did I do something?”

“I’ll only forgive you if…” maybe you could pop the question now? “If you… have sex with me…?”

“What? [name], you know I can’t- Even if I wanted to-“ Angel’s face turned red, he was just as cute when he’s flustered

“Do you want to though?”

“…yeah..?”

“Then let’s do it! Please Angel?” You looked up at him, he was covering his face with his gloves hand, beautiful. “Please Angel, I need you.”

“You don’t need to do anything, just sit down and let me do the work. It’ll be safer that way.” You got yourself off of Angel, you noticed his bulge against his pants. You sweat as you gather the items you bought from the convenience store previously. “Are you sure this is okay?”

Angel nods his head quickly, his eyes were desperate. You guess you weren’t the only one obsessing with the idea of sex. You slowly pull down Angel’s pants, his dick was a medium length, nothing too big, but enough to make you drool. You cover the base wish a soft towel and unroll a condom for Angel to wear.

“Tell me when to stop,” You look at him for just one second longer to drink in his flushed beauty. You open your mouth and slowly swallow his length. Angel’s whole body flinched, his dick was in your mouth. Slowly bobbing up and down, you never managed to get to his base. This was your first time after all. You lift your head back up to look at him, your mouth creating a pop noise after releasing his cock from your lips. “Angel, you can touch me if you want, too… please touch me?”

“Y-yeah…” Angel grabbed your face, saliva was dripping down your chin, “You’re so pretty… use your mouth some more… Down you go…” Angel pushes your mouth onto his dick. Except you go down deeper. You slowly choke before lifting your head back up. You laugh a little before getting back to work. His moans were delightful to listen to. Angel soon starts to thrust his body deeper into your mouth.

“[name]- [name] I-I’m gonna c-cum-“ Angel moaned out, he wasn’t even trying to be quiet. Maybe you’ll get your first noise complaint tomorrow.

“Nope!” You lift your head back up, “Not yet. I don’t know how to change condoms safely with you, so… you can’t cum yet.” Angel whimpers as he watches you stand up and take your shirt off, revealing the top part of your lingerie. Angel looks in awe, your figure was beautiful in his eyes. You were the real angel here.

“I bought this for you, do you like it?”

“Y-yes, please, [name], please get back on my…”

“You don’t need to say anything, just wait for a second…” You continue to strip, this time taking off your baggy pajama pants and tossing them to the side. You get onto Angel and start grinding on him, he moans into your ear. It’s like music. His voice just makes you wetter and wetter.

“Touch me, you have gloves, it’s safe…” You mutter as you stroke the erect cock in between you two. Angel’s hand fondles your tit, going underneath the lingerie and start playing with your nipple. You slightly moan as you lift yourself and line up Angel’s cock with your wet cunt, moving your underwear out of the way. You push yourself down onto his length and gasp, it was big, but you didn’t expect it to be that big. “Angel, do you want me to be naked or-“

“Naked, please. I-I’ve always wanted to see you naked…” Angel stuttered out as you giggle while unclasping your lingerie’s bra. You gently threw the nice light red bra towards the floor and pushed your bare boobs against Angel’s chest. Your nipples were perked up from the attention Angel had been giving them and the fact that his cock was fully inside you.

“…It’s so deep… is it okay if I move now, Angel?” You whisper, he nods as he closes his eyes, face flushed. You start moving up and down on his dick, it was hard. Your movements started off slow, but sooner or later the pace picked up. Your desperation was showing. Your core felt hot, your body felt hot, your body felt so good against his. Angel’s eyes kept shifting from your aroused face, to your bouncing boobs, to his dick that was disappearing in and out of you quickly. It was a sight to behold, watching you whore yourself out for him. Your panties were still on, showing off a nice design that matched your personality quite well. Angel wished he could kiss you, do anything with his skin, just touch you in any way. His wings twitched and flapped on instinct, how cute.

“Angel- Angel! Angel, I’m sorry- I’m- I’m gonna c-cum!” You moan out, “A-Are you close too?” Your eyes were teary, it was hard being the only one moving, but this is safer. You wanted to make sure he was happy with himself before you finish. Angel nods and murmurs out many “yes”’s as you continue to bounce on his cock. A second after that, Angel bucks his hips up and makes his dick go deeper into you than before. You moan out in pleasure and close your eyes. You came on his dick. Angel came inside his condom. His wings hugged you tight, you felt ticklish. You snuggle yourself carefully against his chest. Angel’s bottoms were now filthy, covered in your love juice.

“Angel, I… I-“

“It’s okay, don’t risk it. I… I love you too [name]. You don’t have to say anything.” Angel rubbed his chin against the top of your head. This was the best night ever. Nothing else could compare to it. You smiled to yourself, maybe not being able to say ‘I love you’ wasn’t as horrible as you thought it was. At least, for Angel is was okay.

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A/N: I love angel but oh my god I had such a hard time writing this. Smut is so hard to write when THEY CANT TOUCH!!!!

Also this fic is shorter than the rest. I plan to write LONG fics!! Please let me know if this smut was hot or not because I DONT KNOW

Next part will be the finale of this “series”, but I’ll continue to make Angel Devil x Reader’s/bonus chapters of this series

ALSO PLEASE SEND ME REQUESTS THEY ARE OPEN AND I LOVE READING UR GUYS’ THOUGHTS.

-Yours truly, 💟

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Eureka: Investigative Urban Fantasy Playable Monster Popularity Contest

Alright the Kickstarter is launching on April 10th which at the time of writing this is in 2 days. The Kickstarter trailer for Eureka is going to be uploaded tonight or tomorrow, but it is still my job to do as much promotion as possible even though I am worried I might be running out of ideas. I still gotta post.

Let’s just have a Eureka playable monster popularity contest.

The vampire is not exactly your 20th and 21st century Hollywood vampire. They dont have super speed, don’t hypnotise people or make them thralls, and don’t instantly die when exposed to sunlight—though they are significantly weakened by it. The Vampire in Eureka is more of a 19th century and earlier folkloric vampire, with all the powers and weaknesses that come with that, including a compulsion to count things, an inability to enter homes uninvited, turning into a bat or other creatures, walking on sheer walls, etc. The vampire has almost no way of restoring their Composure except by drinking human blood, which means they will need to go on the prowl pretty often. Luckily, they never need to eat or sleep. They are also super strong, super stealthy, and resistant to all forms of physical damage—and they can only be killed permanently by ritual means.

The wolfman shares a lot of features with the vampire, such as super strength and resistance to all physical damage, and this is because they are a Hollywood wolfman. They can regain a little Composure through normal means, but if it ever runs out, they will transform involuntarily and go berserk. This is one of my favorite things about them honestly, and I can’t wait to see it actually happen in play. They’ll also involuntarily transform if they are exposed to the full moon, but that’s a lot more situational.

The witch is up next, and for all intents and purposes, they are pretty much a normal human, except for the ability to command curses and a variety of powerful spells. These curses can render victims violently ill, put them to sleep, turn them to stone, turn them into an animal, or reduce them in size. While witches can restore their Composure just as well as a mundane human, they can also do it by eating people, and the Composure drain of using their supernatural powers is much faster and harsher than any other monster. Oh, and one of my favorite things is that they can ride around on a broomstick or other flying vehicle.

The fairy is shares the ability to cast the same curses as the witch, and, optionally, the same spells, but they are also supernaturally charming, with a few other abilities unique to them. They cannot tell lies, but they can sure steal people’s names and other aspects of their identities, and/or spirit them away to the fairy world. Another interesting thing about them is that their Wealth skill gets a boost from being a fairy, and unlike anyone else, their Wealth skill can actually be capped by Composure just like any other skill.

Then finally the Thing from Beyond, which I will be abbreviating to TFB for the rest of this paragraph. The TFB is the most unique monster in the lineup, a large flat blanket of skin and teeth that can fold up into a human shape to interact with society. They can change the color, shape, and texture of their skin to mimic anyone they’ve studied long enough, right down to the outfit. Unlike other monsters, who get their Composure back one bit and victim at a time, TFBs engulf one person whole and slowly digest them over the course of a week, recovering 1 point of Composure each day. They can even have a body inside their human-shaped disguise and you wouldn’t even notice!

You can find out a lot more about these creatures and their powers by downloading the free Eureka: Investigative Urban Fantasy demo from our website and going to Chapter 8!

The vampire is really strong in combat and stealth, with a lot of powers to draw from, but is handicapped by far the most weaknesses.

The wolfman is a good combat powerhouse that isn’t quite a strong as the vampire in most cases, but doesn’t have to deal with as many weaknesses. Watch out though, if things get too intense, they could completely lose control of themselves and end up eating someone they weren’t supposed to!

The fairy is more a “face” character, with more tools at their disposal for convincing people to cooperate with them than ability to use force, though curses do definitely fall under “use of force”, I suppose.

The witch is just a good all-rounder, with something for every situation, though it might not always be the *best* something.

The TFB is very good for stealth as well, but a different kind of stealth. The vampire is good for a more Solid Snake or Sam Fisher kind of stealth, while the TFB is more Agent 47’s style of stealth.

There’s also two honorable mentions I’d like to include because they’re Kickstarter stretch goals and thus not really fully fleshed out yet.

The dullahan is a headless specter from Irish folklore that feeds on death. We haven’t really figured out exactly how to make this work mechanically yet, but that’s because we haven’t hit that stretch goal yet.

The gorgon is the last written stretch goal, and maybe the one I’m most excited for. They turn people to stone by looking them in the eye, and this is such an awesome blessing and curse to work around during gameplay that I really really want the excuse to implement it. They also may eat have snakes in their hair up to player choice, and eat people whole with mechanics sorta similar the way the TFB works, we aren’t quite sure because until we hit those stretch goals they just exist as a bunch of scattered notes and ideas. I gotta count on y’all to make sure we hit those stretch goals.

There is also a potential for the option to play a talking dog or a living doll, which will also be stretch goals if we can swing it.

Remember also, all of these will be playable as PCs, so they could be your enemy, or your ally.

Now that aaalllll that is out of the way..

Now, if you really want to support me and my team specifically Eureka: Investigative Urban Fantasy, our debut TTRPG, is going to launch on Kickstarter on April 10th and we need all the help we can get. Set a reminder from the Kickstarter page through this link.

If you’re interested in a more updated and improved version of Eureka: Investigative Urban Fantasy than the free demo you got from our website, there’s plenty of ways to get one!

Subscribe to our Patreon where we frequently roll our new updates for the prerelease version!

Donate to our ko-fi and send us an email with proof that you did, and we’ll email you back with the full Eureka prerelease package with the most updated version at the time of responding! (The email address can be found if you scroll down to the bottom of our website.)

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dumbass-tumbler-cryptid · 1 month

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I can see Spider being taken to the Capitol and tortured like Peeta was in Hunger Games 3, it reminds me of Spider being interrogated by Ardmore.

Hey everybody remember the Hunger Games Au i wrote up back in November? I needed to watch the final movie but then I got bronchitis (that took me two months to recover from) and it was also Christmas at the time and I really didn't feel like watching the child murder movies. But I never forgot about this and I finally got around to watching the final movie! So without further ado let's wrap this up.

To the question of what Spider and Kiri would have shown off in individual training, I feel like Kiri would have purposely tanked her's just for fun not even for strategy. She'd see the whole thing as stupid plus she knows her abilities so she's got nothing to prove. the gamemakers though can see what shes doing and give her a 9 to make her more of a target. I can see Spider pulling a Katniss and shooting an arrow right at the gamemakers to make them pay attention then bowing out. Quaritch is only half pissed at him. The other part is so proud. He's even more proud when Spider is awarded an 11.

In interviews they're both just kinda dicks lol. Spider taunts the whole crowd, talks mad shit on Snow, and heckles the fuck out of Flickerman. Kiri is similar just way more sarcastic and petty. So Snow was definitely super pissed when these two won the game.

Moving on to the ending.

I've tossed around a lot of idea's in my head for who gets captured and I had almost settled on it being Neytiri, Ronal and Paz, but that was mainly because I didn't want to hurt any of the kids especially Spider (I hurt that kid enough in Cabin and all I want is good things for him. I really dont want to hurt the moms either or anybody for that matter but this is a Hunger Games au) And yeah it does match actual Avatar canon to have Spider be one of the ones captured so that's what happens. Neytiri and Aonung are also captured.

The families are all incredibly distraught. Paz has a full on meltdown the moment she wakes up in recovery and is told the terrible news. It's her worst nightmare come to life and she completely blames herself for it. Quaritch, who's already inwardly losing his shit over his son but trying to keep it together, internally breaks seeing his wife like that because he's never seen her break before. After Paz is sedated Quaritch goes off to be alone. Spider's capture cases a real strain on their relationship because neither knows how to comfort or emotionally support the other. Paz is so guilt ridden that she doesn't want to be anywhere near her husband feeling intense shame when ever he looks at her. Quaritch doesn't blame her for Spider's capture. He blames himself for not volunteering in his son's place the day of the reaping. the only thing they can manage to do together is plan on saving their son.

Ronal also blames herself for her son's capture but she buries it deep under a wildfire determination to get him back. Tonowari of course wants Aonung back too and is just as determined, he just advocates that they be calm and level headed about their recuse so that they don't lose anyone else.

Jake hasn't felt this powerless in years. He wants to storm the Capital single handed to get his wife back but no one will let him leave. They all look down on him for being in a wheelchair and forget that he was a victor in the Hunger Games once. That he trained his children to be warriors while being paralyzed. But no matter how much he advocates for himself it just falls on the deaf ears of district 13's president. Who i decided is not Grace but General Ardmore.

Ardmore rules over district 13 in a strict but seemingly fair manner. And she is a pretty good leader. She's just extremely power hunger. I'm going to say Ian Garvin is the Heavensbee of this au. He sees right through Ardmore but he does need her to win the war. It's him that convinces her to let Jake, Ronal, Tonowari, Quaritch and Paz into her war room. Jake impresses her with his war strategies ( Don't worry Jake doesn't come up with Gale's plan. That's all Ardmore) and quickly becomes the lead strategist of her army. Tonowari and Quaritch are on the frontlines. They try to convince Ronal and Paz to stay back but Paz brushes them off with a bitter, "I have nothing left to lose," and Ronal snaps, "i will fight!"

The Capital starts airing interviews with their clearly brainwashed hostages. Paz's shriek silences the entire cafetiere when she sees her son on the t.v. His wild mane of curls now fall neatly around his chin, brushed out of his face like a perfect little gentleman. It shows off how sunken his cheeks have gotten. how hollow and dead his eyes looks. His once tan skin is now pale, made to look even paler by the snow white suite they've dressed him to hide his thin frame. "what would you like to say to your friends and family right now Spider?" "Kiri? Mama? Dad?," Quaritch is trying to hold Paz up as she openly sobs for her child for all of district 13 to see, "please stop. This isn't you. Your good people that would never betray the country. Just stop fighting and come home please."

Aonung get's the exact same treatment dresses up and paraded around on t.v like the Capital's little pet, begging his mom and dad to surrender. Ronal cracked a tooth from clenching her jaw so hard in rage and Tonowari put a hole in the wall when no one was looking.

Neytiri is also brought out, her braids are taken out, hair straightened within an inch of its life. she's dressed in a tasteful white cocktail dress, with a white rose tucked behind her right ear. when she's asked "what would you like to say to your husband right now." She says, "my Jake," there's a long pause, a whole war going on behind her amber eyes before she finally chokes out, "end them." the broadcast instantly cuts off.

And the kids in all this? Since I don't really have a mockingjay singled out among the bunch, I'm gonna say they're all kinda the mockingjay. They're the kids who survived. The ones who have to now live with the horrors inflicted on them by the capital. As I was typing this I actually thought it'd fit Neteyam to make a shrine for one of his competitors like Katniss did for Rue. He bonded with a little girl that was Lo'ak's age at the time but reminded him a lot of Tuk. When she died it was like he could see both of his siblings dying with her and it utterly gutted him. He honored her in front of all of Panem and for it everyone loves him.

Kiri is beloved for her definice. It inspires so many others to stand up and fight.

Lo'ak feels ashamed for what happened to his mother and is very candid about it. He talks openly about how he felt so inadequate compared to his "hero" parents and brother. But he understands now that underneath all the pageantry and splendor of the Capital is a absolutely vile core that needs to be ripped out so that they all can finally know peace.

Tsireya is a medic in this like Prim was. Her and Lo'ak start up a romance because they trauma bond over a family member being held hostage.

Tuk is there but she's just too little to really do anything.

And finally Grace in all this plays a similar roll as the mayor from district 8. She just had this lightbulb moment after having Kiri that her daughter would never know peace as long as there tyrannical government stayed in power. She wanted to take Kiri with her but she got word that a sickness was spreading through 13 that was killing all the children. Kiri and her have a lot to work through but Kiri doesn't get angry with Grace for wanting to fight for a better world. Kiri still grew up healthy and happy with her adopted family and soon all of them would be able to live freely and safely in the world they'll create.

Finally the opportunity arrives to save the hostages. Norm is able to hack the system giving a volunteer strike team an opening. the team is made up of Quaritch, Paz, Ronal, Tonowari and Neteyam. It goes off without a hitch. I want to say that unlike in the movie/book where Snow actually just let them go that in this au the strike team was actually just that good and got in and out without anyone noticing. The families all hold each other all the way home the only sounds coming from their cries of relief.

Also none of them are brainwashed to try and kill a loved one. They are severely traumatized though. Their tortures goes as follows and you can skip to the next paragraph if you’d rather not read this. Spider was made to see horrific fantasies under trackerjacker venom to the point where it’s hard for him to tell what’s real anymore. He’s jittery and anxious all the time and panics easily. He flinches if someone raises a hand too fast and that includes his own parents who are both devastated for their son and enraged that the capital would hurt their boy so badly he couldn’t even trust his own mom and dad anymore. Kiri helps Spider through it playing “real or not real,” something she tells Quaritch and Paz about to better manage Spiders dissociative episodes when she’s not around. Aonung was given electric shocks in water now making him fear it. Even seeing a few drops of water is enough to make him shake. This hurts his whole family to see since the ocean is the core of there cultural identity. Ronal and Tonowari want to burn the entire capital down to nothing for the crime against humanity they’ve inflicted on their son. It takes so much time but his parents and sister start with coaching Aonung through the breathing mediation he’d do as a small child when he was first learning to swim putting his mind at ease by reciting the way of water with him. Once he doesn’t freak out seeing so much as a cup of water they slowly get him to interact with it again first with a very shallow bath (basically a puddle) building until his family is lovingly coaxing him into a pool. He panics at first but swimming is like breathing to him and surrounded by so much love and support he eventually calms. Neytiri was given a drug that made the simplest touch feel like excruciating pain. She knows it was just the chemicals they pumped into her veins but she can’t help but flinch every time one of her children hugs her, her breath catching in her throat. She puts on a brave face and holds her children despite how much it makes her heart race. The only one she talks about this with is Jake. They do their own form of real or not real where he’ll brush his fingertips over her arm so so gently he’s almost not touching her at all and ask, “pain or no pain,” until Neytiri can retrain her mind to not associate every minor touch with pain.

After they take time to recover it’s decided that a strike team will be sent out to assassinat Snow. There’s no way in hell any of the parents will let there kids go on this mission so it’s all the adults. Maybe it's just because I love all these characters and don’t want to kill them off but I’m going to say they’re all so good that they outmaneuver every capital trap and survive Ardmore’s bombing of civilians but if I was going to kill people off here's how I’d do it…

Tonowari meets the same fate as Boggs killed in a trap.

Quaritch is overwhelmed by mutts like Finnick was. Paz shoots him herself to put him out of his misery

Neteyam is killed in the second wave of bombings. He snuck out of 13 with the medics because he wanted to give aid to the civilians hurt in the war.

I also had the very evil idea of Neteyam getting sent to the group like Peeta was for some reason, and him being injured in the same trap that killed Tonowari and Neytiri staying with him while the rest move on only for them both to die when the building their hiding in is bombed and then Tsireya dies trying to give medical aid to civilians but good god is that devastating for me to think about.

But it’s a good thing none of that happens! So Ardmore gathers all the past hunger games victors to discuss Snow’s public execution and to float the idea of a hunger games with the capitals children. They are all equally horrified because they’ve all been through so much and just want peace. The kids all speak out but the parents stay quiet all silently thinking the same thing. This bitch has got to go.

All the victors are lined up with bows and arrows to execute Snow in front of the whole country. Only half of the arrows pierce him though. They other half sail right into Ardmore’s chest. Grace is later elected president. Kiri is constantly going from the Sully’s place to Grace’s to Spider’s. Spider and his parents live in a cottage in a peaceful meadow where he continues his recover. His mom is kind of smothering now still recovering from the trauma of losing her son but he knows it’s all love. When he’s in a better place he decides to travel and see the new world. Ronal and Tonowari are surprised to learn they’re expecting but it’s a happy surprise. They can’t wait to bring their third into a peaceful world. Tsireya continues her medical training and Aonung becomes a sailor. He just feels at peace out on the ocean. Jake is basically Graces Vice President and Neytiri is basically the secretary of infrastructure working to rebuild every district. Neteyam, Lo’ak, and Kiri are the leads on construction on a memorial for all the children slaughtered in the games. Everyone is their on opening day. It’s seeing the memorial that really brings peace to all of them. It’s not only a testament to those killed, but a marker that all the horror is now over.

Hope you all enjoyed the long awaited part 2! I’d love to know your thoughts 💙

#miles spider socorro #spider socorro #miles quaritch #colonel miles quaritch #paz socorro #neteyam sully #neytiri sully #lo'ak sully #tuk sully #jake sully #kiri sully #tonowari #ronal #tsireya #aonung #grace augustine #avatar fanfiction #avatar way of water #hunger games au

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reincarnation AU related ask; preferably a modern AU, college age (don't have to be in college tho), maybe a recovering/sober Marco or Jean, definitely have one of them break up with the other because "I'm not good enough for you" but clearly they can't stay away from each other, 100% friends to lovers BUT PLEASE DONT LET IT BE TOO LONG UNTIL THEY KISS/GET TOGETHER I rather the angst be after they actually get together and navigate the relationship and so forth :] tbh angst prior to them getting together IS TOO OVERDONE

Okay okAY! Hi oh my gosh this was awesome, thank you! Super inspiring, so many ideas ☺️

Eee this was so fun to write, everyone send more!

Anon you’ve seasoned my brain broth of ideas and I loved writing these out for ya, inbox definitely staying wide open for any more ideas people may have (doesn’t even have to be about a reincarnation au!)

Okay yay! Here’s what I got, all under the cut:

Marco wouldn’t ever break things off with Jean, he’s too aware of the fact that it would hurt Jean. I also like to think that despite slightly underestimating himself, Marco is fairly secure in his self-image (he’s worked hard to get to this place).

Jean on the other hand… well he’s got some issues and tends to gaslight himself into thinking he’s 1) not good enough, 2) bad for Marco, and 3) better off letting Marco enjoy his college experience without being bogged down by the delinquent that’s been suspended twice for fighting Eren.

Perhaps he gets pulled up before a disciplinary board after a particularly rough fight with Eren goes wrong and they end up breaking a college statue or something similar. Maybe Marco (the kid with a squeaky clean record and stellar grades who works so hard to maintain a full-ride scholarship so there’s money left for his younger siblings to get the best opportunities) is also pulled into the meeting by proxy. (He was probably the one who pulled Jean away from the scuffle and got lumped in).

The stress the entire situation would cause Marco, the anxiety, the shame - all of it is stuff Jean is used to, but not Marco.

Instead of helping him through it, Jean freezes up and realises “I did this to him. I’m the cause of what Marco is having to face. I can’t put him through this, it’s not fair.”

He pulls back, suddenly and heartbreakingly (for Marco).

Jean is stubborn, but he can also be selfish. He doesn’t cope well with extended periods of ‘avoid Marco at all costs.’ So, his idea is to break off the odd-romantic-chemistry-thing they had, and limit themselves to friends.

They work their way up. Jean still keeps Marco at arms-length. He shuts down the uh… less than platonic feelings he definitely still holds for the other boy.

Jean still keeps him company while he studies, they still make flashcards together, and he still relentlessly insists on Marco taking breaks and keeping healthy. They still find the same seats next to each other at lunch, they still find themselves circling back to each other at every new corner and situation, as though hopelessly magnetised despite everything else.

Marco is Jean’s constant. He’s always there. But Jean keeps up the desperate “just friends” charade for a few weeks, or a couple months at most.

Marco is smart enough to know that it’s less about them as a couple and more about Jean’s own web of insecurities that holds him back. He gives Jean as much time as he needs. As long as they’re still in each other’s lives, he’s happy and won’t push for more until Jean is ready.

It’s the rest of the group that stir things up.

After a while it becomes evident that half of them don’t even know Marco and Jean have broken up.

Eren, Reiner, Historia, Mikasa, and Annie are either oblivious or indifferent to any minute changes noticed between the two of them.

While Ymir, Connie, and Sasha actively berate Jean about it. They poke fun and (in their own way) help him realise he’s being cowardly by burying his head in the sand.

Armin and Bertholdt are open and honest in a raw, vulnerable way that pushes Jean to a precipice of realisation.

He isn’t doing this because he lost faith in the relationship. He’s doing this because he’s painfully aware of his own flaws, and he’s terrified of the part they’ll play in the unknown progression of his first serious relationship.

In light of this, things change again.

Marco and Jean are together, properly this time. Nobody’s foot is hovering out the door.

Jean is hesitant, sure, but Marco’s understanding in the face of everything Jean did has strengthened his ability to trust that he can actually lean on Marco when he doesn’t feel like he’s enough.

It’s odd really. Jean seeking support from the one person who he feels he isn’t good enough for.

It’s messy, it’s patchwork, it’s a jumble of feelings and insecurities, but it’s them. It’s what they are.

Jean is a wobbly rock in a stream of college stress and Marco is the moss that keeps him lodged in place, despite the ever-changing current.

And the current definitely comes.

You pick it, there are a world of options.

An accident on campus? A near-fatal injury that leaves someone (probably Marco) hurt, suffering, and (as anon mentioned) in need of recovery and sobriety? Family problems? Interpersonal conflicts? Lost scholarships? Failing classes?

Perhaps the sudden appearance of unexplainably vivid dreams of small towns, unmeasurable walls, large, genderless titan that leave blood, bodies, and lost soulmates in their wake?

So many possibilities, but throughout them all (as long as everyone remains alive) the two of them have each other.

#jeanmarco #reincarnation au #answered #jean kirschtein #marco bodt #or if you wanna be funky:#jean kirstein #marco bott #the whole gang too #attack on titan #shingeki no kyojin #reincarnation #headcanon #my drabbles #AoT fic ideas #fic ideas

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mouthsfullofsharpteeth · 11 months

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literally share the headcanons! dont tease!

HAHAHAHAH but i love teasing!! cant help it!!! okay well the ones im thinking of the most right now are about the characters and the kind of pets they have, animals they like, etc.

Also this ended up super long so.

trigger warning for animal/pet death. O_O

Alex loves all kinds of animals. He thinks they're all really cool and cute and sweet, rodents, dogs cats, reptiles. Mostly, I think he is definitely a cat person, but he also loves dogs. He had Rocky of course, and I don't really have a set breed for her, she's probably just a really mixed up mutt lol. Medium sized somewhat patterned brown dog with big ol sweet puppy eyes. I think during the summer of marble hornets, Rocky ... "ran away".. Alex doesn't know what happened to his sweet puppy, but he's just glad she wasn't one of the animals that turned up dead in his front yard. After he lost Rocky, he really didn't think he would ever have another pet. But because I love my little revival/nobody dies au's, I think as he's slowly recovering alongside the others, he starts getting really into the idea of owning a ferret. He probably saw some cute video of one, and it kinda became a little hyper-fixation since he had no hobbies or interests anymore. He still likes movies, but he doesn't ever want to make one again. He likes writing scripts, but would die before filming anything for it. He has nothing else he likes to do anymore, so he just gets really into ferrets. Ferrets are big thing to take care of, but Alex is very confident he can do it. So he gets one. And I think he is really successful at caring for it. He really loves that thing. And he takes the stupidest little up close pictures of its face. I think he would get the chocolate coloration, or maybe a sable mitt. I also think he would really enjoy owning cats. In the many little au's I have, he's owned several, but in a high school AU, I have him owning two little cats, a tabby boy named Neo and a black kitten girl named Trinity, after the Matrix characters lol. I don't think he ever gets a dog for himself aside from Rocky, though.

Tim also likes animals, but has never really had a pet of his own. When he was a kid, he had a hamster, but killed it during a Masky episode. His parents tried letting him have a dog, but again, during those Masky episodes he would just get too violent with it, and they had to give it away. I think, on that note, about his Masky episodes- when he was an unmedicated kid going in and out of psychiatric hospitals all the time, they would happen when he felt scared or threatened. Which is why later in life, when Alex Kralie attempts to kill him in college, thats the trigger for Masky coming back. I think there was probably a long period of time before that where he had grown out of Masky, and the episodes would have stopped. So, Tim has this sort of idealized dream where he really does want a dog, or honestly any kind of pet, but has told himself he's not allowed to have one. I think at some point, in that same recovery au, he ends up getting a seizure alerting/PTSD and anxiety service dog. I think it's a saint bernhard and german shepherd mix, one of those massive strong saint shepherds. It would be big and strong enough to give Tim good pressure during seizures and not be hurt, and it would actually pose enough of a threat to Masky that he wouldn't be able to hurt it. Just a big sweet gentle giant that adored Tim and isn't scared of Masky. Masky would manage to get past his scary little pet killer instincts and would be obsessed with this dog.

I don't really have anything to say about Jay or Brian, BUT I do have a lot to say about mr side background character Seth Wilson. Hes so real to me.

So much of this is based off of @drowsybugs portrayel of him in our shared AU's lol, but basically I feel like Seth has really severe asthma, and so he's got a service dog for that. And Seth isn't exactly very good at naming things, so his dog (you brought your dog) is just named. Seth Jr. Seth Jr is a sweet little chocolate lab, just adorable and so friendly. I adore this puppy. I love him.

But yes. This is what lives in my brain ty for asking

#asks #marble hornets #alex kralie #tim wright #masky #seth wilson

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compassionatereminders · 1 year

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hi kat, hope you are doing okay right now. i know things are tough and fuck tiny and whatever the other one is called. the stupid one. anyways.

recently ive been trying to practice self love more, i stopped self harming, got back onto medication for my depression, stopped looking at harmful websites like gore and self harm images, got off most social media, and i try to be nice to what i see in the mirror, face wise. i actually dont feel like my self destructive habits are that harmful, but logically i know they are. i dont feel like they gravely effect my life, they jsut feel like weird dirty secrets i have but i know it is not good for me. I've been focused on dealing with my depression but i haven't done anything about my disordered eating habits. They just feel so intertwined with how i go about things in a way, because im 16 now and i think it started when i was 12. i just remember not caring at all about my body or food, and then suddenly i did. and i had these weird specific things i hated and started learning about nutrition and just, fell down a horrible rabbit hole. i just feel like, i am SO not ready to let go of this. its a comfort, my safety net. i dont even know how to eat normal anymore honestly, i got too much stuff memorized. Sometimes im fully aware i have horrid body dysmphoria, but other times i feel like i see myself clearly and what the people around me dont get is that i have different (and really bad) ideas of what looks good on me, aka i know i fit their ideals of a good looking healthy body but i dont fit MINE. im just scared if i recover these thoughts and ideals wont ever leave, like at the back of my mind they will be there and ill just be trying not to think about how i dont look like that the rest of my life and how miserable thatd be. my ed is just, sorta part of my routine. aghhhhh. just feels sorta good to let that out. i know you dont have specific advice for this topic but i wanted to talk about it a little anyway but, OVERALL; im focusing on healing and my health but am more focused on depression and other things then dealing with my disordered eating habits, which i know are not at all good but at the same time i cant bring myself to care that they arent. do you think im still making progress towards healing and being happier? even if i havent addressed a certain elephant in the room?

Yes. If you can only acknowledge progress which successfully attacks every area of struggle equally at all times, you will not get very far. You gotta start somewhere. And you have started. And that matters, even if you aren't at a point where you can fix every single problem in your life. It's okay to say "right now I'm working on self harm and depression" and let that be enough for now, cause honestly? Working through self harm and depression is worthwhile and impressive by itself, even if it won't fix everything. Removing two elephants from your apartment will make it a lot easier to live in even if the third elephant is still there. You have more options than doing nothing vs doing everything and what you're doing now fucking rocks. Be proud of your hard work

#chat with kat #self harm tw #eating disorders tw #food issues tw #body image tw

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catiuapavel · 2 years

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How about... Freya Crescent?

Why I like them

First of all, she’s a halberd-wielding rat lady dragoon in a trenchcoat. What’s not to love about this?

There is also something deeply nostalgic and sorrowful about her that I adore.

Why I don’t

I think everyone will agree she’s a little forgotten about in the later segments of the game. I get that her arc happens throughout disc 1 and 2 but I’m convinced there were opportunities to bring her back into the spotlight later on and I’m disappointed they didn’t do more. Her story (and Burmecia’s story) begged for a compelling follow-up.

And when they finally bring her back into the spotlight (if her epilogue is a spotlight at all), it’s genuinely the least interesting wrap-up imaginable. Instead of dealing with her pain, she just... gets back together with the guy who has forgotten all about her? This easily? It feels like all this complicated grief was swept under the rug in favor of a convenient ending.

Favorite scene

While I did say I think they didn’t do enough with her in the last segments of the game, my favourite scene is her conversation with Amarant in the Black Mage Village during which he muses “Can lost time ever be recovered?” when seeing the Genomes in awe at the idea that time flows in this world and she answers that they must do everything in their power to ensure their time in this world doesn’t get stolen from them. It feels like a better conclusion to her arc than what they actually went for. It speaks to how she wants to make up for all the time she’s lost as well.

Favorite line

“What irony. To find the man about whom I have dreamt endlessly… only to discover that he cannot even remember who I am!”

😬 That hit hard.

OTP

Freya/Moving on from Fratley. Her epilogue doesn’t exist

Brotp

Freya/Zidane, just slightly over Freya/Amarant

Head Canon

I think she likes women. In fact I think she likes women exclusively but has yet to realize it.

Unpopular opinion

I think any bit of personality Fratley has (not much) is rancid and I don’t find their story particularly romantic which in a way adds to the sorrow around her because you’ll never know why this attachment runs so deep she’s willing to spend her life searching for a man who cared so little he left her without a second thought.

A wish

(This is going to be about the epilogue again)

I wish her arc had concluded with her living for herself, making up for time lost, you know? I did like the focus on Burmecia present in it, I just wish we’d have seen her together with other surviving Burmecians (Fratley excluded).

An oh-god-please-dont-ever-happen

So if FFIX does get remade, and I’m not keen on the idea, the worst thing they could do is add more to her relationship with Fratley in an attempt to fill the holes between their meeting in Cleyra and the epilogue.

5 words to best describe them

Nostalgic, haunted, self-inflicted pain, cool

(I feel like maybe I need to add in a disclaimer that I don’t hate Fratley but I still... midly dislike him, let’s say.)

#Final Fantasy IX #Freya Crescent

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pigeonwit · 10 months

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do you have any javey fic recs for a poor starving child? (the longer the better)

[willem dafoe voice] you know im something of a Javey Connoisseur myself-

i'm gonna try not to name too many of like. The Big Ones since you've probably read those already but. i am probably going to have a few in there. there is a reason the writers in every fic rec list are in every fic rec list you know? (also i have a poor understanding of tumblr boundaries so just to be safe i'm not gonna tag anyone outright. dont wanna annoy anyone) okay then! fic recs under the cut:

when we were younger by @/we-are-inevitable (also we-are-inevitable on ao3) - sentimental backstory: i was wayyy too early to work cause i live in the middle of nowhere and my buses get me there with at least an hour to spare, so i was looking to kill time and found this! and i thought about it for the rest of the day. so technically it is this fic and this author's fault for making me break a sundae glass. it's just the sweetest tenderest fic i've ever read; jack and davey are high school exes who stumble back into each others lives by complete chance, except now jack's a single father. i've read a few 'single parent' javey fics and they're all lovely, but this one stuck out to me because jack's daughter is actually a teenager. which works really well because we-are-inevitable does a wonderful job at capturing davey's Vibe of displacement in his everyday life (something i especially love about davey as a character) so it's really nice seeing him be able to naturally connect with jack's daughter and jack's life as a whole. it makes the moments of everything all coming together for davey - him finally feeling like he Belongs somewhere naturally, in a way that makes sense - it makes it all feel much more wholesome. it has enough angst to keep things interesting but it focuses much more on jack and davey reconnecting and being able to care for one another the way they weren't able to before, all while maintaining this heartwarmingly domestic family dynamic that i just adore. so it's lovely soft reading for a cozy afternoon (or you can just chug it in under an hour at a garden centre cafe if you're like me - but it's much better if you go slow with it and really let all the sweetness sink in :) )

tied together by @/penzyroamin (or PenzyRome on ao3) - penzy has so many BANGER multichaps and my claim to newsies fandom fame is that i actually helped a little bit when she was developing this one!! it's a beautiful and heartwrenching jack character study told through a soulmate/red string of fate au which works just,,, SO well with jack's issues with being seen and loved and loving others. it's also southern! there's farmers markets! and chubby jack/buff davey supremacy. it's angsty and messy and poignant and beautiful and all about learing to love yourself enough to let yourself be seen entirely ,and letting others make the choice to look at you and say 'this is what i want' - but also learning that it's not a reflection on you if it turns out that you weren't what they wanted. if i'm feeling down about myself i'll read the scene where jack and davey reunite in chapter 4 and just,,, Feel It. something about someone seeing the ugliest parts of you and still not wanting to forget you... ough. love it. gorgeous. mwah.

keeping promises by JewishDavidJacobs on ao3 - an FBI au where davey replaces denton at jack's agency, and jack is furious about it. 32 chapters and almost 90k of found family, enemies-to-fwb-to-lovers, recovering from abusive relationships, learning to be loved, learning you're ALLOWED love despite whatever flaws you have, and davey's patented inability to maintain a healthy work-life balance. it's everything i want as a davey stan. it's got a meaty white-collar crime subplot that keeps the conflict and tension going, and really adds to the friction between jack and davey as they navigate their very complicated relationship with each other. it's messy but it doesn't overstay it's welcome on the messiness - you get just as much of davey and jack being a healthy, loving, functioning unit as you do of them being disasters. that being said, be careful with the content warnings; past abusive relationships of both familial and romantic natures, and terminal illness/background character death.

across enemy lines by JewishDavidJacobs on ao3 - davey and jack are in an established relationship, but when davey gets hired as pulitzer's assistant, it creates a divide between him, jack, davey's family, and the newsboy union as a whole. it's VERY heavy on the davey whump and scratches the itch i have as a davey kinnie to make davey suffer as much as humanly possible. it focuses a lot on davey's homelife, the antisemitism he faces every day, his feelings of displacement in all the units he's meant to be a part of (school, the newsies, his family, etc), and again, davey's patented inability to maintain a work-life balance. as much angst and whump as there is, the final few chapters more than make up for it in terms of sweetness and catharsis and all that found family goodness. it also does a really great job of humanizing pulitzer and acknowledging the progressive aspects of him as a person while still being aware that this dude was a wealthy victorian capitalist and not actually some secret good-guy.

lovely bitter water by illinoise on ao3 - fairytale au javid where davey is a fairy sent to help pirate!jack find his happiness, which jack does NOT want him to do. it's got a wonderful stardust vibe that really makes you feel like you're reading an actual queer fairytale, which filled a void i wasn't even aware that i had. it's a wonderful exploration of both davey and jack's self-sacrificial natures and how they clash agains each other in that respect, which creates this fun enemies-to-lovers dynamic where they learn to understand and respect and pine for each other. the world is wonderfully set up and it incorporates the other newsies characters (including katherine, there is SO much respect for katherine in this fic) in really fun ways!

like real people do by @/loving-jack-kelly (AsperJasper on ao3) - now i know you specified 'the longer the better. full disclosure, this fic a oneshot of around 4.5k. HOWEVER, it does such a fantastic job of capturing this otherworldly ambience that makes it feel like the story just keep stretching onwards that i can't NOT recommend it. to summarize, davey lives in a small medievial-esque village and seeks out a fae (jack) to wish to alter his life. the world is so well-defined, and the rules of magic and jack's backstory are all so interesting that you just want to read it forever. if 'lovely bitter water' is a classic fairytale, this is a CELTIC faerytale, and i am nothing if not a devout welshman. it's raw and abstract and poetic, it draws beautifully on davey's desperation to make his family proud while still wanting to live his own life as just Himself, and it actually inspired a little babie au i'm noodling on! highly recommend.

these are the ones i could think of off the top of my head; i didn't want to pick too much of the same or pick too many that you'd probably read already, although it's possible you might've. read all of these already. they are REALLY good. if that's the case feel free to ask for more!! but if not i hope you like these fics like i did :))

#newsies #javid #javey #davey jacobs #david jacobs #jack kelly #anon #ask #fic recs #fic hoard

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professorbussywinkle · 6 months

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My unpopular opinion as a trans person, is if you are trans...

...and you feel this need to be constantly propped up by external validation from other people around you all the time...

...and if the second that external validation is not there you feel like your world is going up in flames and you'll never recover from it cuz you felt your identity was invalidated somehow...

...then I'm sorry, you don't have a strong sense of conviction in your own identity, and trust, imma be so real with you rn, the people who already dont wanna respect you, who are already looking to cut someone down like that cuz they miserable, can easily sense that in you and will undoubtedly exploit it if you let them cuz it makes them feel powerful...don't give them that satisfaction, a mf like that clearly don't deserve it

And I don't think misgendering is this all caps, red-alert, human rights violation that some trans people make it out to be

I am the sole purveyor holding all acute insights about myself and my identity, other people outside of me can not and never will have that acute and valuable insight, so how other people perceive me, or how they choose to adresss me, regardless of my own preferences, frankly...does not concern me in the slightest like...why would I let some mf tell me about myself as if I somehow already didn't know myself more intimately than they ever could?? How could their minor surface level perceptions hold a greater weight than my own deep and measured insight about myself??

Y'all, shit from a mf like that will never hold that weight to me, because I know exactly what I am, and I value it highly and hold my knowledge of myself in the highest of regards, that's my power, and that's my peace and it comes from a divine source...

...and I don't blame y'all for this, but some of y'all don't have that conviction, and thats why y'all be getting your assholes twisted in knots from being misgendered and invalidated, and honestly if you don't know exactly what and who you are...

...Then thats also totally fucking fine too!

I applaud anyone who has the nerve to trudge inside themselves as intimately as trans people do, in order to live a happier and more fulfilling life, and in the aim of actualizing yourself to your highest capacity

But y'all...I guarantee you, if you aren't sure, and you straight out the gate let people know you ain't figure it out all the way yet, anyone who actually gives enough of a fuck about you to try and exert repeated conscious effort to respect you in the ways you're asking to, is always gonna be worth having in your corner, and actually they will respect you more and appreciate your humility and grace for working with them, even if they don't get it right 100% of the time.

Oh and also...choosing to get pissed off, defensive, or lashing out, and forcing people to feel like they gotta walk on eggshells around you for the fear they're gonna accidentally unintentionally trigger you in some way is actually a form of emotional abuse, and maybe you shouldn't do that, especially to the ones that give enough of a damn to even try being there for you in that type of way in the first place, hmm??

#bussywinkle speaks #if transitioning isnt making you kinder and more graceful as a person #the wtf are you even doin this for #stop being in love with your fucking misery #act like you got some sense #and come correct when you interact with the world and the people in it

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iknowicanbutwhy · 2 years

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Same anon from before, and I'm gonna kick things up a notch, now I'm going in the opposite direction where Wukong (who does have a history of an incredible temper and a catastrophic history of violence) who's so distraught and upset about Mac using his stufent against him and about MK training with Mac that after the fight Wukong lashes out and gives MK that wound before stopping to realize what he's done, but it's too late and MK has screaming and Mac *heard* it happen, and looking at Wukong with total disbelief and broken trust that a shadow portal opens up under and brings him to Mac, who's let down his glamor and has a scar from a similar wound.

AaaaaaAAAAAAAA NOOOOOOOOO and by no i mean YES YES but also AUGH WUKONG NO

Okay this goes for a while so i need a readmore

*head in hands* Wukong.. how would his and MK's relationship ever recover from that. I dunno if it would tbh. I feel like after that though, he'd either 1) hide away and wait for MK to come back, 2) do whatever he can to figure out what magical stuff and things he can get to fix MK's eye, or 3) seek out MK to take back his powers and staff before Macaque convinces him to enact some sort of vengeance and misuse those powers (which Wukong thinks he can understand why MK would do that and feels guilty and deserving enough to think it possible).

Or all three, not necessarily at the same time. Because this monkey may have a temper but DAMN was that Too Far For No Good Reason. He's supposed to be better and look what he did >:( but if his mistake leads to MK doing terrible things, he cant let that happen, and as sweet as Wukong knows the kid to be, its not like MK would go back to being trained under Wukong after losing an EYE. Probably. Definitely.

MK's most likely response would probably be shock, some disbelief, and then resentment, but not vengeance. He might feel guilty for a while, because it was him who went behind his mentor's back, but he'd also realize (and Mac would tell him) that he didnt deserve to be half blind because of it. He'd want to avoid Wukong more than anything, but if Wukong did try to take his powers, he'd fight back - because he still has to protect the city and his friends - and that would only exacerbate things further.

I like to think Macaque would certainly be empathetic, and a bit sympathetic, but im pretty sure the sympathy would be buried under the frustrating righteousness of MK not even trying to get back at Wukong. But hey, if MK begged him to train again (with less trust than before, but he doesnt have Monkey King anymore...) and Macaque actually agreed (probably trying to take the opportunity to convince the kid to share his power with Macaque or have MK fight Wukong with him) then... thats an opportunity for hesitant bonding time :)

For example: living with One Eye!! eh.... it's disorienting, your depth perception is suddenly gone (but kind of there through context clues), if your eye isnt healed yet you get headaches from moving around too much and sometimes from your other eye straining to pick up the pace (i cant remember the stuff i know about this), you may or may not have to sleep upright for a while - stuff i havent researched because if i click off my tumblr app my phone lacks the RAM to keep it open in the background. Fighting is harder, walking is harder, driving is harder. You have a literal blind spot and it's a little terrifying, especially when you dont notice someone is there. You ever do that embarrassing thing where you lift a utensil to your mouth and miss for no good reason (i do that with two eyes)? Macaque may have some tips to help adjust and a greater understanding than everyone else around MK, and thats always nice. Im pretty sure Macaque would encourage MK to use his ears more, especially on the blind side, even if it's easier for the Six Eared Macaque to do that than the two-eared MK.

But man.. the fight between Wukong and MK would be such a hit to MK's already bruised ego. Wukong would admit to his own terrible mistake, but he probably wouldnt even give MK a chance to (maybe not forgive but) move on from what was done because he'd probably shamefully assume he didnt, and then IMMEDIATELY proceed to demand MK renounce his staff and powers and MK is like >:O "NO!!! I- I need these to protect the city!" And Wukong is like "well sure, yeah, but I'll be taking care of that. We cant have you misusing your powers." And MK is all "But I havent been misusing them?? I've literally been kicking demon butt while you were hiding all the way at your mountain or disappearing wherever you want in the world or doing absolutely nothing to help the city." And Wukong is like "You've been watching the island??" When it's more like Macaque was and just telling MK about it because MK wanted to know whenever Wukong was in town so he could hide and Wukong gets all defensive before MK can talk like "Of course you were. Scheming with your new mentor, right?" And MK is like "No??? I didn't- I wouldnt DO that-" and Wukong interrupts with "just like you didnt do it before?" When he KNOWS that MK didnt purposefully work with Macaque the first time but he's getting defensive okay??

Id love to end the ensuing fight with Wukong getting genuinely angry again and that trips up and scares MK BUT. Wukong manages to hold back. He's not there to hurt the kid again, he's there to stop him from hurting himself and anyone else. Which is a bit ironic, because MK's friends most definitely joined in on the fight and got DEMOLISHED, but they're not missing any eyes (or limbs for that matter) and that makes MK SO relieved yet guilty that they'd been put in that kind of danger to begin with. But Wukong definitely made use of MK's blind spot and that definitely hurts, actually, but is also infuriating.

Oh wait how do i end this where the hell is Macaque.

Macaque kept out for the most part, feeling it was necessary to have this play out. Not that it was exactly easy... but he does yoink the kid out of there when Wukong corners him and very nearly takes his powers. And if any little MKs were in denial of just how far Wukong would go to do what he thinks is right (no matter how wrong he is), the good news is that Wukong had to remove the limiting seal on MK's powers that made him less than immortal first, and that achieved two things: 1) MK saw for himself Wukong reaching inside of him to rip out the best defense he has for the city and his friends, and 2) MK's powers remain unlocked when Macaque yoinks him out of there. And so commences the comfort portion of the hurt/comfort that this entire thing seems to be. I always like to think that Macaque is rather awkward when it comes to reassurances. He seems like a guy better at throwing out the harsh, twisted truth and a guy good at giving out platitudes, but he tries.

After that fight, MK and Macaque both realize that the King isn't going to let this go. Before Wukong showed up, MK had a choice between fighting with Macaque and hiding for a little longer, but now he doesn't even have a choice. It's fight or lose.

#lego monkie kid #lmk au #mistakes have been made and i love all of them #THE CHARACTERS I LOVE THE CHARACTERS #but also the mistakes #ah wait this entire thing is starting to sound familiar #sigh. it's just like my fic #its just like my OTHER AU but with a few key differences #sorry for holding off on answering this for a moment because i KNEW id go into full idea mode and needed to be awake for thar #maybe in the end Wukong offers MK a choice between getting his eye back or fighting Wukong to keep his powers #and MK is like but i NEED THESE #and Wukong is all no you DONT. I GOT the city #And MK is all why are you doing this?? just leave me alone #and Wukong just apologizes. he doesnt feel the need to explain nor wants the kid to affirm his suspicions #and mk is tired of being half blind and he knows wukong sucks but he has been protecting the city at that point #and maybe he can get his eye back. stop feeling worried for his friends. maybe get Macaque's eye back?#Macaque would be so prideful and distrustful as to turn it down though and MK knows that #maybe he shouldnt trust Monkey King. The guy who apparently hasn't changed at all from the books. not really

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minilpark · 2 years

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I have a request for coyote

So if you can, do a more detalled version of this

Its litearally moments before the mission starts and coyote is running on the carrier trying to find y/n in betweenn the fa-18s and when he finda her he tells her that he has something to tell her before she leaves but she stops him before he says it and tells him “tell me when i get back” and then in the mission something goes wron and she crashes, her left side of her body from her shoulder to her leg is burnt, she survived but she had to asist months of fisical therapy and coyote was always with her and helping her. On the third month of therapy she remembers he was going to tell her something before she left and she asks him “hey, before i left that day you sayd you has something to tell me..” he looks at her but says nothing, she figured that probably it wasnt the best time to say it. Two weeks after this she noticed that coyote became silent and dry, she started to think that she was a liability to him and he was getting tired of being there every day but he didnt leave because you didnt have family and he felt sorry for you. So at night you were both in your couch with no background sound, he was helping you but on a felt for the burn in your arm, you looked at him and in a very silent almost inaudible voice you said “you dont have to do this if you dont want to” he stoped and looked at you in your eyes and sayd “what, i do want to do this” “javy….you dont really wanr to be here, i know and i-“ “i do want to be here. I want to be here because i care about you and i want you to recover. I want to be here because i love you and it hurts me seeing you in pain and i will do whatever it takes to take that pain away”. THANK YOU FOR YOUR TIME!

gosh i feel honoured you sent me this request, i don't feel confident in writing for coyote's character, but i will do my best- I'm gonna skim over some of these points and expand on others as i see fit but i hope you enjoy nonetheless

y/c/s - your callsign

when mav was picking out those he needed for the mission, coyote wasn't surprised when he heard your name

he believed you were prepared for this mission just as much as you did

but in case something went wrong, he needed to let you know how he felt or he'd regret it forever

and so he ran to meet you before you left

in the middle of checking your aircraft, you heard footsteps approach and so you turned arount to meet eyes with javy

you would consider the both of you good friends, but you knew there were underlying, unsaid feelings between you two

putting that aside, you smiled at the fact your friend came to see you off

"what's up coyote?"

"before you go, i just gotta say-"

you honestly could sense what was coming, but you weren't ready to face that at the moment, your head needed to be clear for this mission to be successful

so you stopped him and placed a hand on his arm

"wait, just, tell me when i get back okay?"

and so javy nodded and pulled you into one of the tightest hugs he's ever given and wished you luck

"it's about skill not luck, javy!" you joked

and before he went back with the other reserve pilots he yelled back

"it doesn't hurt to have luck on your side either, y/c/s!"

and honestly luck was on your side considering how much worse things could've went

all you remember is that you ran out of countermeasures and you couldn't shake the missiles-

before anyone could come help, you got hit and went down

your aircraft was quickly catching fire, and while trying to punch out, something went wrong with your systems

last thing you saw was a tree line in the snow

and then you were back home

you were alive yes, but the amount of burns you experienced from the fire and snow were horrible, not to mention getting a broken arm

you knew the injuries could've been a lot worse though so i guess you could say you were somewhat thankful it wasn't

but physical therapy was hell to say the least

you thought you went through enough struggles in the recovery period, but actually doing work to build up muscle again along with maintaining and maximising your range of movement and functional abilities was grueling

and yet, the one person who stuck with you through it all was javy

at this point everyone is telling you to marry him lmao

you couldn't be any more grateful and appreciative of him and his company

he was so patient and caring

besides going through pt, you also had to go to therapy appointments to assess your well-being

during these appointments you discuss things from how you're feeling and doing now, to whatever you can remember from the day of the mission, since your memory was still fuzzy

and after these appointments, javy is waiting to pick you up

which led you to remember he needed to talk to you about something before you left

so you brought it up with him on the drive back to your place

"that day, you said you needed to tell me something, what was it?"

after a moment of hesitancy, javy decided against letting you know what he intended to tell you, thinking you shouldn't have to worry about his feelings while you're actively trying to recover

so he shakes his head while parking in front of your house walking around to help you out

"it's nothing, don't worry about it y/n"

so you thought he'd tell you whenever he was really ready

yet, since that day, things between the two of you felt...different

you couldn't give clear evidence that things really changed, coyote still took care of you, but you felt that something was off

maybe you were interpreting things wrong but you began to feel like more of a burden to him

and so you brought it up to him after work

a simple text was enough to elicit worry from this man

"can you come over?"

suddenly he went through his head of any and everything serious you could possibly talk to him about but nothing came to mind

"yeah sure, i'll be there in 10-"

yes he had the extra key to your place

i mean you two were best friends and he was there more than half the time so why not-

but he still felt it necessary to knock before entering

and he found you sitting on the couch

you just look over your shoulder and wave him over

so of course he goes to join you

after a few moments of semi-awkward silence and nervous foot taps on his end, you speak up in a small voice

"i just wanted to say you don't have to keep doing this you know-"

honestly he was taken aback for a sec

"what do you mean, y/n?"

and you turn to face him, teary-eyed and making eye contact

"i mean you don't have to keep taking care of me, picking me up, joining me for pt, all of it... i don't wanna feel like a burden to you any longer-"

and javy is just in shock because he didn't know he made you feel that way

and so he gently grabs your hands and squeezes

"you wanna know what i wanted to say to you that day-"

and you just look up at him in slight confusion

"i wanted to let you know how much i love and care for you, i was scared that if you went on that mission and something went wrong, i'd just live with the regret of not being honest with my feelings for you. i was lucky and relieved to hear that despite everything that went wrong, the universe didn't take you away and that i was able to have another chance. i am in love with you y/n and i will always take care of those i love. it hurts seeing you go through this pain and i will do everything in my power to help you through it, so you could never be a burden to me okay?"

just hearing that everything was a misunderstanding on your part and that your best friend actually reciprocated your feelings felt like a weight off your shoulders

you honestly couldn't keep it together and just sigh in relief letting the tears fall

pulling him into a gentle hug (still being careful of your burns) you mumble into his shoulder about how thankful you are that you have someone like him in your corner

"god, i love you so much javy, thank you-"

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14. 🍋 and 🐝

Question 14 of the artist asks (Im sorry ive been sitting on this one for so long aaa): How has your art changed over the years?

My art hasnt changed much honestly! i've gotten better at watercolor painting, and acrylic paints, and i'm getting the hang of digital too! - 🍋

🐝 - ...Oh boy, another long history lesson today, Strap in. To keep things a little easier on me to keep condensed, I'm only going over my traditional pony art and NOT digital art. (Im not sure how much of the digital art i could even recover anymore)

TL;DR I've gone through many phases in my art, both pony and otherwise. I started out drawing ponies in 3rd of 4th grade in a very cartoon style, then trying to copy the show style, then with anime eyes to varying success, and finally to where i am now.

Alright so long ass history lesson:

This is my earliest attempt at making my own ponysona; i was really into applejack and wanted my pony to be in the apple family! This oc didnt really go anywhere though, and i dont think i drew her again. This was also early on, before i started following tutorials for drawing ponies.

A bit later, after drawing ponies while following tutorials for a while, I started trying to draw them in my own style. At the time, I was mostly trying to draw in an anime style with my humanoid drawings, and so the big eyes transferred over. During this time, most of my drawings were in blue ballpoint pen on notebook paper or printer paper. I was drawing a lot during my (online) classes and I would fill out pages and pages like this.

While i wasnt using tutorials as often anymore, i still watched a LOT of pony drawing content. At some point, i discovered some videos that inspired me to expand how i drew even more, and i started adding more graphite and colored pencil into final drawings.

Videos in question:

-https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RSmSN3VtdD0

-https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sTyMx2H-nuI

A bit later, i also got into creepypasta drawings for mlp and some of the songs (specifically for rainbow factory), but i didnt ever read or listen to MLP creepypastas on their own until much much later. I did however, write my own two page creepypasta comic for pinkie that i never kept up. I think i intended to but after 24 hrs i forgot and dropped the project. Ironically, I tried to redraw it a few years ago as a humanoid comic, stretching it out into i think...10 pages? until my hand got tired and I never actually got to the creepypasta part of the original first comic page. (If you'd like to see, let me know! I still have them, but there would be too many images to post in this already really long post)

Oddly enough, i noticed that around this time i was also mostly drawing either creepypasta, psychotic ponies, or drawing ponies sad and crying. Just a weird little note.

I had a short phase where i drew ponies with more boxy muzzles too, but most notable here is that i finally remade a ponysona! I would keep this sona until I would stop engaging with MLP content and go through my "Ew, mlp weird" phase.

This was also from my time of boxy nosed ponies, and I think the first image was inspired off of a drawing that came up on a google search but i dont remember. I redrew it a while later, after practicing with colored pencils more. The redraw happened sometime during my "Ew mlp" phase.

And now we enter more current stuff. all these drawings are still old but are more in line with what i draw now, and were while i was starting to come out of my "Ew mlp" phase.

First image, you can see this is one of the first times I drew Lucious as a pony. At the time, in the main rp he's from he was still just straight up a demon. And in the second image is a sketch dump of the mlp characters, where i was jut getting more comfortable drawing them again. Still held onto those boxy noses though.

No style change here, but there was a time in my humanoid art where i would draw my and Mocha's characters as royalty. Then i went and drew them as ponies in those outfits! the first image you can see Cinna as an alicorn, and an early version of Lemon was just a unicorn. In the second image, was one of my first attempts to draw Jaysir! I guess its not too far off.

Last is just this pencil drawing of Lemon when their name was still Lemon Sugar-Moon! After this point, i think i took another break from drawing ponies until we come to current day where my style of drawing ponies has less boxy noses, and more pointy, less realistic and just a bit more fun for me personally :D

Who knows where my pony art will go next! Thank you for your ask and I'm sorry again that this has taken so long for me to finally just sit down and type out lol

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