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dcxdpdabbles · 10 months

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DC x DP fic idea: Love Among Fans

Damian Wayne would be the first to admit he had difficulty connecting to others his age. The only thing he knew well was the unforgiving bloodlust of battle and while that helped him fight as Robin it didn't mean it made a well liked Robin.

Civilians flinched away from him, and Police officers stood weary around him. He cares not for the crooks' opinion of him, but he knew it is low.

Worse, other teenage heroes didn't like him around. The Teen Titans had rejected his membership after the three months trial run. Young Justice made excuses after the first two. Even the Outlaws said he was too much to be around, and Todd ran that one.

Of course, his brothers did their best to let him down gently but they could not force the rest of their teams to accept him.

That's why Jon meant so much to him. His best friend had been displeased initially with Damian's behavior, but he had been willing to still get to know him.

Jon had the patience of a Saint. He discovered what worked for Damian and how to help him breach the gaps between them. Damian knew little of what he had missed as a kid, but Jon never made him feel less for it. He carefully explained, opening his world to wondrous new things and Damian tried them all because Jon asked him to.

There was very little he wouldn't do for Jon.

"Have you ever read fanfiction?'" Jon asked one afternoon in the Kryptonian's room.

"No." He grunts, knowing the other wouldn't take offense to the short reply.

Jon smiles, pushing the tablet he had been scrolling on. "You should! This is my current favorite. It's about the show Space Ninjas, you like."

Damian appreciated the show's art and animation, so he took the tablet and clicked on the first chapter. Jon pulled out his phone, and got comfortable on his bed as Damian read.

And read and read and read.

Three days later, he lay on his bed staring at the ceiling, unsure how to deal with real life until the author posted another chapter. He been texting Jon about the story and hosting over amazing character interpretation, theories on what the upcoming twist would be and just about how amazing this piece of art is.

Jon sent back multiple reaction gifs and links to the author's blog, where fans had posted art of the fic. Damian scrolled through them, amazed by how well every piece was, and his eyes caught the drawing Tabet Drake given him a year ago that he had ignored for his paints.

After a moment of thinking, he picked it up, hooked up his computer, and tried to draw the one scene that made the whole fic his newest obsession.

It took three days before he was satisfied with the results. He showed Jon who gushed over it for hours. He convinced him to open a blog to post it and when Damian couldn't bring himself to, Jon tagged the writer in it.

The writer sent him a heartfelt message equally moved by his drawings as Damian was by his writing.

It was the start of his second friendship.

Over time Damian drew more and more. His fanart blog grew in followers as his skills sharpened with practice. He made more pieces of other fanfiction he read, but he always fell back to making unique fan art for GlaxeyAstronaut.

He and GlaxeyAstronaut chatted for years. He didn't know his real name- he could find it easily enough with the Batcomputer but felt it would ruin things if he did- but he knew about him. His online friend was the same age as, Damian, who identified as male, had an older sister and two scientist parents, lived Minnesota and dreamed of being a astronaut.

Damian likewise told him things about himself, mindful never of revealing anything that could pinpoint him a Wayne. And that's how their relationship was for two years.

The writer and his artist.

At one point, Jon had pointed out that Damian messaged GlaxeyAstronaut daily and talked about him just as much. He pointed out how Damian's heart beat raised whenever he saw that silly icon on his notification. He pointed out how flustered he became when he read GlaxeyAstronaut's messages.

But Damian ignored him beacuse surely he was only excited to have two whole friends now.

When they turned fourteen, things changed. GlaxeyAstronaut stopped replying to his message for a week, nearly causing Damian to go find him as Robin until his friend returned to the chat room with a short "I had an accident in my parent's lab. Electric accident. It was bad. It is bad. I may not be able to get on here as much"

His friend became somewhat distant after that, replying three or four days after. Damian figured it was because he was recovering from his accident. Still he tried to be there for him and one day, almost a year after GlaxeyAstronaut's accident he received the message.

"I can't be an Astronaut. My heart will always be too slow to apply"

Damian stared at the words feeling ice cold. Being an Astronaut had always been his friend's dream since he was five, and he could point at the glowing dots to his parents on a camping trip. The fact a medical condition acquired from a lab accident ruined it just left Damain feeling cheated.

He had no idea what GlaxeyAstronaut must feel but he guess far worst.

He had sent a message asking GlaxeyAstronaut if he wanted to call him and talk about it without much thought . They had never done a voice call before, never wanting to breach that uncharted area of online and real life friendship.

But GlaxeyAstronaut agreed, and hesitantly, Damian sent him a link to a chat room with a call option.

The call connected, and the two spoke about the writer's condition how the electricity had run amok in his body, slowing his heart and killing him for a few seconds until his friends were able to bring him back using CPR.

When that became too heavy, they switched to their favorite shows, then brainstormed ideas for collaboration and everything else under the sun.

Damian felt like no time had passed when Father came to warn him to get ready to head out soon, and GlaxeyAstronaut told him he should get started on his homework anyway.

"My name is Danny, by the way," the voice from his speaker said softly. "You don't have to tell me your name. I just....thank you for listening. My best friends and sister hear me but they don't listen to what I saw about.....the accident. It means a lot to me."

"You are most welcome" He pauses for a few seconds before he tacks on "My name is Damian. It is a honor to meet you Danny"

He heard the other boy laugh before the call disconnected any Damian was left staring at his ceiling like he did three years ago.

Back then, Damian's life had changed upon discovering fanfiction and fandoms. Today his life changed upon the startling discovery that Jon had been trying to tell him since he was twelve.

He had a crush on Danny.

How would ge deal with this?

#dcxdpdabbles #dc x dp crossover #Love Among Fans #part 1 #dead serious #Damian and Danny were one friends for two years before Phantom #Jon and Damian friendship

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nipuni · 2 months

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Some various lighthearted life updates 🏃‍♀️

It's been a very busy last few months! in a good way mostly. We had a friend visiting us from overseas so we showed him around the city and took him to all our favourite places. We also met new people and were invited to a bunch of events so it's been very fun! We are all out of social battery tho so now we are slowing down a bit and getting back to work. Nicolas is on a short work trip to Berlin and I'm back to painting. We also started running! aaand we are also back to watching a bunch of shows and to me talking about it here to like five people 😌

Under the cut cause it's a lot as usual!

We finished watching S13 of Doctor Who! (we still have the specials to go but after that we are all caught up!) I haven't updated in ages so here are lot of opinions!

We really did not enjoy S11 😞 I was aware it wasn't very popular but we were hoping it was for all the wrong reasons, sadly we found many to be valid. Some of the episodes were baffling, Rosa? Kerblam?! the writing of the whole season in general felt like a rushed school assignment. The first part of Spyfall was a strong start for the next season but that ending in the second part was really not it. We did love Sacha Dhawan's Master tho!! and we really love Jodie too, 13th is adorable and reminded us of Ten at times! Jodie is such a fantastic actress that it makes the quality of the writing and everything else around her even more frustrating 😫 S12 was an improvement in general. In the last few episodes It felt like the writing team suddenly remembered the companions could have a personality and agency lmao. Highlights for us were Spyfall one, Fugitive of the Judoon and Haunting of villa Diodati, tho we did also enjoy most other episodes of the season despite their issues.

The timeless child plot reveal felt a bit underwhelming? The idea on itself has potential but it felt mishandled (and it had a bit of a Moffat flavour to it? and not in a good way). I think it was meant to add more depth to the Doctor's lore but in a way it ends up having the opposite effect. Then the flux was just a complete mess. It read like a Marvel sort of plot, very comic book like which is alright I suppose if that is something you enjoy but it felt out of place. But mostly it was just way too much, it got out of hand. Anyway we still have the specials to watch! and I think the Master is in them so we are looking forward to it 🥰

We also watched Broadchurch!! and we LOVED it. We ended up binging all three seasons. Chibnall's writing on this is surprisingly great and Jodie's acting is spectacular she really shines here. Olivia and David are always brilliant!! honestly everyone's acting was amazing. This series had us both tearing up every five scenes. The direction and the music are outstanding. I could watch Hardy and Miller solve crimes forever I really love their chemistry and dynamic. We went into it expecting the usual detective fiction but it ended up being a whole study on grief with such a focus on family and community and trauma and a ton of touching interconnected character arcs, just really really good!!

Then we also watched Taking over the Asylum!! MAN we were not expecting to have our hearts wrung out like laundry by this!! We thought it was a lighthearted show!! GOD we are still not over it, what the fuck!! It was so good we loved it!! but we were not prepared lmao what do you mean 'the end'?? we'll be thinking of this for months, I was expecting an extra scene after the credits or something. Excellent characters, refreshing depictions of mental illness and trauma and so crushingly realistic. Every character is so loveable I really wish this was longer 😭

And our quest to watch everything with David Tennant on it continues. We watched Decoy Bride on Valentines day too and it was terrible but such a hilarious fever dream kind of bad that it was fun, it has David on it and he never disappoints. I feel so lucky that Nicolas and I are both in love with him, get yourself a man who shares your celebrity crushes lmao it's so fun!! We feel like teens again chatting about him and drawing little hearts next to his pictures haha 🥰 We watched the BAFTAs just for him and speaking of the baftas!! I was not expecting that last drawing of his outfits to get that much attention oh my god 😭 thank you!! you are all insane and I appreciate it so much!! and thank you for all the support in general, about my art and photos and just everything. I feel very lucky and grateful 😭 anyway I'll end this before I get sappy, that is all for now! I hope this week is kind to you all, I'll be sharing some more art soon 😊

#personal #DW report #doctor who #broadchurch #taking over the asylum

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cartoon-cass · 29 days

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Comprehensive breakdown of MURDER DRONES - Episode 7: Mass Destruction

I saw a breakdown of this episode on youtube and it was just clearly rushed so I want to do this episode justice so here's my comprehensive breakdown.

New intro, look at them! They look so happy, that is not the case in the episode, to say the least. With how much rubber hosing this animation has I would not be surprised if this was done by Kevin Temmer Tunes with what he learned from amazing digital circus Edit: N was animated by Micah Preciado and Uzi by Zachary Preciado

Bad day to accidentally grab the wrong uniform, I do wonder where the actual Dr.Chambers was in all this. Wonder if it would have made a difference... probably not.

Not actually important but having the shadows of the claws that aren't actually there be the thing to interact with the world is fucking cool as hell. This whole scene is a cool twist on an exorcism with robots and science.

Like look at this, it's a pentagram magnet, a normal pentagram from my basic pop culture understanding it's meant to not only summon a demon but also keep them from leaving the circle. A strong magnet is so smart for this case as it's used to keep Nori in place, I mean it doesn't end up working in the end but it's the thought that counts.

It took my second watch of this episode to realize why the lights got turned on, it revealed the tentacles and claws but it's sun light, the same stuff that burns the Disassembly Drones and Uzi. It even has the same effect as in the end of Episode 4

Can I just say how extra it is making the USB a crucifix, I love it. Also I just notice that on the end of the crucifix the detailing is actually in the shape of a USB symbol, the details in this show is amazing, you can see all the love that went in to it.

This is probably the most terrifying way to hold these robots. I couldn't blame any of the robots for wanting to kill the human good god. Also Yeva playing Tetris, the game has a lot of ties to Russia so wonder if she spoke Russian too, she doesn't speak in this episode and not sure if we'll get more flashback with her so not sure if we will ever find out.

Not sure why Mitchell stop Yeva from entering the church but I like to think he thought Yeva was like a kid, look at him holding her hand in the scene before, and was trying to keep her save and knew something was off. That being said I'd love to hear what you think is his reasoning, sound off in the comments/reblogs.

Pulling back we can see Nori, specifically her core, looking at a crucifix comparing it to the USB crucifix in the video to see if it's the one with the patch, it's not, so she goes out for the hunt to see if she can find it.

Like daughter, like mother, honestly cool little details that lets us know what kind of character Nori is with the very little time we have with her. Drawing made presumably by her of herself as a human cat girl, twice, motor oil cans everywhere, a fricking ninja star, nightcore music, a anime statue that might be a reference to something but I have no clue, also magnets which have been used in the passed like drugs so that's um... something.

was originally just going to point out the funny little animation errors in this scene, as the paper goes through the Ipod and the crinkled paper is mirrored but then I wanted to check what was on the paper and...

It's a missing poster of all things? it uses the exact posters used in episode 3 it's probably just reusing assets but I thought it was a cool thing to point out.

Uzi bleeds blood in these scenes and it's not necessarily mentioned out loud, clearly something AS related, but there might be more to it, or it just looks cool.

This man is in some serious denial, but credit where credit is due, when "Tessa" tells N to stop he turns around, and when Uzi apologized for not being able to help he immediately apologized for Snapping at her. Also look at Tessa's little pointing, thought it was funny.

N: "We're not going to hurt you."

I can't blame Uzi for taking this the wrong way, he's clearly telling Tessa off but all Uzi hears is "hurt you", hence why she only parrots that part.

Thad: "Aaand you won't tell me why we're wandering around 'cause...?" Lizzy: "I'm a good friend, and secrets are blackmail. And it's not about football." Thad: "Okay. Does your secret friend want to know about football, or...?"

Anyone else wondering who Lizzy's good friend is? The only 2 characters we know are good friends with Lizzy are Doll and V. It's possible that through everything Doll sent a text to Lizzy asking her to do something but I feel like V just makes more sense. This does assume V made her way away from the sentinels, if I had to guess she's just a core at the moment which might be why she couldn't do it herself, no wings nor weapons as a core, also makes the blackmail line make more sense.

N: "I deserve this. I deserve this. I deserve this."

Baby girl NO! no you don't, your too hard on your self

That scream. That cut. *chef's kiss* perfect.

This scene just shows us why Uzi went towards the church. Also note when she's the most stressed her eye turns yellow so it does seem stress is the deciding factor whether she can be possessed.

V/AS: You know, you're one of the main reasons... [voice glitching] ...I wanted your team to retain your personalities.

This quote I think has some interesting implications, I mean it obviously confirms that the DD squad was influence by AS but it might also be why it keeps a bit of the personality of which ever host it's using.

This scene holy shit, the music, the lighting, the sound design and animation, that's how you do horror! You don't even need detailed gore, in fact most of it is just off screen. like look at the DD's off in the distance one catches the pilot of the helicopter mid air then they fight over it like hungry animals.

Ok so I hit the image limit and it's almost 1 in the morning so I'm gonna go to bed and continue this tomorrow

~to be continued~

#murder drones #serial designation n #uzi doorman #nori doorman #Yeva #tessa james elliot #I'm just going to tag her to make it easier #Murder drone theory

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tmntkiseki · 4 months

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The very long post where I talk about all the stuff I like from each of TMNT 2003's three art styles (and nitpick at the stuff I don't)

Seasons 1 - 5

When most people think of TMNT 2003's art style, they are thinking of the first five seasons. The dark muted colors, the heavily muscled designs of the turtles, the dynamic lighting effects that change depending on the location, time of day, and the weather. But what is it about the style from the first five seasons that is just so damn tasty?

Interviews with Peter Laird reveal that in terms of the turtles' appearances for the 2003 series, while he doesn't dislike the 1987 turtles, he did find them too cutesy for his liking and described their designs as being "puffy" and "kind of inflatable." The way the 2003 turtles were designed with heavy, well-defined builds was to firmly establish them as ass-kicking superheroes capable of inhuman feats of strength and agility in combat. This is even reflected in the choice to give them white slits for eyes like their Mirage comic book counterparts, which further emphasizes just how serious and intimidating these versions of the beloved characters are meant to be.

One of the things that really does stick out with me with the turtles is the use of "shade with black." Ever since I started learning how to draw in middle school, I've always been told to never shade with black; it looks flat, the colors aren't as deep, your art will suffer for it, etc. But for TMNT 2003, the choice to shade with black is actually of benefit to the series. People love TMNT 2003 for arguably being the darkest and grittiest animated incarnation of the TMNT with a lot of scenes that REALLY pushed the limit of what was okay to show on children's television, and color choice does so much to set the tone of the kind of story you're telling. I especially love it when the shading is used to emphasize expression, like when the turtles are angry or scowling. (Pictured: Raphael during "Meet Casey Jones.")

While on the topic of shading; it's amazing how dynamic the lighting is for this series. As I mentioned earlier, depending on whether a scene takes place indoors, outdoors, underground, underwater, during the daytime, during night, in the rain, etc. the lighting changes to reflect whatever situation the characters find themselves in, whether they're in a hard fought battle with the Shredder or just relaxing in the lair. Lighting for scenes is further affected by things like monitors, candles, street lamps, and other things, and it really brings out both the characters and the environments. (Though I can imagine it was incredibly taxing on the animators, who didn't have access to the same technology that's available now.)

Obviously if I had to nitpick, one of the biggest shortcomings of the 2003 series primary art style is the fact that there isn't a lot to differentiate the turtles from each other physically. If you take away their colored headbands and weapons, the only thing you have to tell them apart is their skin colors; Leonardo is forest green, Raphael is a deep emerald green, Donatello is olive green, and Michelangelo is myrtle green. Without those differing skin tones, there really is nothing setting the brothers apart from each other other than their headbands and weapons (something that the Fast Forward and Back to the Sewer did fix to an extent.)

And this is definitely a "me" thing, but to an extent, I do find the way their builds are drawn is a bit too... bulky? I know they're mutants, that cartoon/comic book style is all about exaggeration of physical features, and that the whole point of giving them these well-defined muscles was to make them appear powerful and athletic, but I dunno man. When I think of ninjas, the first things I think of are "speedy" and "acrobatic," followed by "strong," and while you obviously need a considerable amount of muscle to wield the weapons and perform the stunts that they do, there is a point where too much muscle does ruin the idea that that these turtles are just as fast as they are strong. But, again, it's a "me" thing and I'm pretty sure there are a LOT of people who would disagree with me on this.

Fast Forward

I mentioned in my last post that, believe it or not, I actually do prefer the overall art style for Fast Forward. Why? There are certainly arguments to be made about why Fast Forward's art style is inferior to the first five seasons; for instance, the lighting isn't nearly as dynamic, the designs are simpler and not as detailed, and the overall color palette is far more saturated. So why do I like it so much?

Well, simple: It ultimately boils down to personal preference.

Given my minor ramble about how I don't like how bulky the builds were for the first five seasons, Fast Forward is (to me) an improvement in terms of how the turtles are portrayed in terms of physical appearance. They still undeniably have a lot of muscle to them, but it looks a lot more natural and I can believe they are as fast and agile as they are strong. Fast Forward was also the season where they attempted to individualize the turtles' physical appearances a little more, and while there could have been a bit more effort in that regard (like keeping the missing chunk in Leo's shell from seasons 4 and 5; seriously, why is that gone?), I think they succeeded. Donatello is the tallest and slimmest, Raphael has the most muscle and broadest shoulders, Michelangelo is the shortest, Leonardo is a nice middle ground, etc.

I also really, really love the designs for turtles' gear this season. A lot of people have mentioned how good the turtles look in black/dark colors, and they really do look more like proper ninja this season, albeit future-themed. The praise I have for the designs extends to the supporting cast and villains as well; the future setting, with all its aliens and technology, offers so much in the way of creative potential, and characters like Cody, Darius, Bishop, the Dark Turtles, and many more all have very appealing designs despite being simpler than the earlier seasons.

However, for all that I love about Fast Forward's art style, there are two aspects to it that I have a massive love-hate relationship with.

First off: The shape of the turtles' heads. They are basically pentagons/hexagons this season depending on the angle they're drawn from and this actually isn't the worst thing if you're learning how to draw the 03 turtles? Because visualizing their heads as pentagons/hexagons is actually very helpful when trying to draw them as they appear in earlier seasons. However, in the context of Fast Forward, the more geometric shapes of the turtles' heads is almost too simple and does make them a little... dopey looking at times. Which becomes even more confusing as to why they went with such basic shapes for their heads when some of the official Fast Forward art uses a much rounder style for the heads that looks SO MUCH better in comparison.

The other aspect to Fast Forward's art style that I have a love-hate relationship with is the overall color palette, which was a consequence of the season going for a lighter, more humorous tone when compared to earlier seasons. It's funny because normally I absolutely love bright, vibrant colors and it doesn't actually look bad knowing Fast Forward's tone, but given I'm one of the people who does not like how different the writing is from previous seasons and how much it affected both the storytelling and characters, obviously I want my Fast Forward turtles with darker, more muted colors. (Though keep the glowy bits. I love my glowy bits.)

Back to the Sewer

And now we get to probably the only art style from this series that I do somewhat dislike.

So, let's talk about something that was originally an issue for me, and is an issue for a lot of people who watched this season: the fact that the turtles' eyes are visible through their masks. Obviously, after six seasons of the turtles only having white slits for eyes, this change is pretty jarring and back when I first started watching Back to the Sewer, I was not happy about it either, especially with just how cutesy the eyes are (and normally I'm the biggest fan of cute; one of my favorite "junk food" anime is Acchi Kocchi, for crying out loud.)

But after actually watching Back to the Sewer, two things happened: first, I got used to the turtles having their eyes visible, and eventually I realized that this is actually to the turtles benefit. The turtles are arguably at their most expressive in Back to the Sewer, and the eyes further help individualize the turtles; Leonardo and Raphael both have smaller, more angular eyes, while Donatello and Michelangelo have rounder eyes (likely to make them look more youthful compared to their older brothers.)

I still don't totally like the 03 turtles having eyes, but again, that's probably because we literally spent six seasons with just white slits and when compared to the changes Fast Forward made to the show's art style, the ones in Back to the Sewer are even more extreme and it just feels very unnecessary. (Based on early concept art of Leonardo for the season, it looks like they were trying to mimic the style of the 2007 movie, which would explain the eyes, as well as changes to Splinter's design and April getting completely redesigned.)

THAT SAID, they did go all out with the turtles' attire for Back to the Sewer. Stuff like the cybernaut armor, the stealth suits, the goofy fantasy garb from the MMORPG they end up playing, and the tuxes they wear at April and Casey's wedding are all incredibly appealing and while, again, I don't like the lighter tone of this season, they probably wouldn't have been able to put the turtles in these outfits had it still been dark and gritty like seasons 1 - 5 (I have seen quite a bit of fanart of Donny in his Sorcerer outfit and that makes me a lot happier than you realize, haha.)

Sadly, my compliments to Back to the Sewer do end there and it's probably for the best that I end this post here anyway since it's 3:15 in the morning and I'm falling asleep at my keyboard. (I can't wait to wake up tomorrow and see just how many typos I made.)

Thank you for listening to me ramble about my TMNT 03 art opinions and have a good day/night!

#teenage mutant ninja turtles #tmnt #tmnt 2003 #tmnt 2k3 #tmnt fast forward #tmnt back to the sewers #tmnt leonardo #tmnt raphael #tmnt donatello #tmnt michelangelo

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makeitmingi · 7 months

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Cause Baby You're My Muse [Chapter 44]

Genre: Romance, Idol!AU, Music, Slight angst

Pairing: Mingi x Reader (y/n)

Characters: Producer!Reader, IdolLyricist!Mingi, IdolProducer!Hongjoong, Idol!Seonghwa, Idol!Yunho, Idol!Wooyoung, Idol!San, Idol!Yeosang, Idol!Jongho, cameo(s) by other celebrities

Summary: You always preferred producing underground, having an unknown face and governed by your own rules. But when you start freelancing for idol groups, you say goodbye to your lone wolf lifestyle as you learn to work with idol producers and lyricists.

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Warning(s): Indigo gets accosted and harrassed, toxic behaviour by side character, Indigo has a panic attack, someone gets punched.

Today was the last day of the music video shoot. The boys were amazing, giving it their all despite being exhausted from working tirelessly the past 4 days. You supported them all the way, not just Mingi. You would go to the shoot every day.

"How's it been?" Eden asked.

"Great. I'm learning a lot. And the boys work so hard. They really are dedicated to their craft." You replied, looking at the 8 boys film.

"They are." He patted your shoulder with a chuckle. You were told by Hongjoong to be careful when interacting with the members today because they are also filming their behind the scenes.

"Hello Atiny~! Today is the last day of filming for the music video." Yunho waved at the camera.

"Woohoo!" Wooyoung jumped up and down excitedly behind the taller boy.

"Are you excited to see Atiny? I hope you like the video. We've been working really hard on it. Look." Yunho pointed to San, who was currently filming his solo part.

"What's going on?" Seonghwa entered the frame, slinging his arm around Yunho. You watched in adoration, they reminded you of puppies but they each had their own personality which was rather adorable. You went to the camping chair where your bag was and picked up your coffee cup.

"It's time for us to go. Watch us, Atiny~" Seonghwa winked at the camera before going with the rest to the filming area.

"Wanna hear the project I just submitted?" You asked Eden, who was beside you. There wasn't much to watch now since they were filming repeated scenes.

"Sure." He sat up.

Eden was a good mentor, he gave good feedback and advice on how you could always improve. You were grateful that he was always open to guiding you and helping you whenever you asked.

"I'm going to stretch my legs and walk around for a bit." You told Eden. He nodded, turning back to his phone.

"Sohee. How's it going?" You asked.

"Hey, Indigo! It's going great now that it's the last day of filming. I feel like I finally have time to breathe and talk. What about you? How's your first music video shooting experience?" She giggled, waving for you to sit with her.

"Learning a lot. Everyone's been very kind." You said. She held your hand excitedly.

"Seyoon, please take over the behind the scenes filming while they film." You all heard the director say.

"I heard through the grapevine that you have a new fanboy. He was apparently asking about you." She nodded over to Seyoon. Your mask hid your sour expression.

"Is he a regular in the film team?" You asked.

"Not sure. I think he's new? The film team is usually amongst themselves, they don't go for the dinners with the rest of us." She shrugged. This meant Seyoon lied to you.

"Why do you ask? Do you think he's cute?" She asked, a little more excitement in her tone.

"He's... not my type." You replied with a slight shake of your head. You weren't going to reveal too much about your uncomfortable encounter and interactions with Seyoon, still uncertain of how she felt about him. For all you knew, she could grow to be friends with him or like him.

"You probably like the cool type of guys, right? From what I've heard, he seems too eager, too energetic." She scrunched her nose a little. You just nodded in agreement.

Mingi was energetic but it was different than Seyoon. Mingi was kind, patient and never made you feel uncomfortable.

"Do you have a boyfriend?" Sohee asked.

"We just started not too long ago." You rubbed the back of your neck shyly, making her squeal happily. Jihyun, who was passing by, heard Sohee's scream and walked over, sitting with you.

"What are you so excited about?" She nodded over to Sohee, who had a big grin on her face.

"Indigo was just going to tell me about her boyfriend." Sohee giggled.

Meanwhile, Mingi's eyes were searching the area for you. They were having a break now and usually, you would come to them to chat but you were no where to be found. When he looked at where Eden was seated, your chair was empty.

"Wow, Indigo is really chatting up the stylists and make up artists. They're having a gossip session out there." Jongho chuckled, walking over with a can of soda.

"Ooh, gossip. Now, I'm interested to hear that." Wooyoung's head immediately turned.

"Just let her make friends with other girls to chat. Besides, we told her we're filming behind the scenes today so she's giving us space."

"Yes, I don't want her being caught on camera. Try to protect her identity as much as possible. We'll ask the editors to cut her out too if she does accidentally make it into the frame." Hongjoong said.

"As expected of protective older brother Hongjoong." San teased, clapping his hands.

"We should keep her away from that guy..." Yunho said lowly.

"Especially since he's one of the ones filming our behind the scenes now. I'm not sure if he'll try something weird or mess with her." Seonghwa added. Internally, Mingi let out a sigh of relief. He was glad that the others were just as protective of you or that they felt something about this guy was off.

"Meal's here." The managers announced. The Ateez boys lined up, each one picking up the styrofoam box that had their name and picture on it.

"Atiny~ We're eating delicious food. I hope you're eating well too." Yeosang smiled to the camera.

"We'll be back after finishing our meals. Bye~" Hongjoong covered his mouth as he chewed, giving a friendly wave to the camera.

"Everyone have your lunch breaks too." They heard all the other crews calling for lunch. You entered the room, greeting the boys with a brief wave before sitting behind Hongjoong.

"Are you gonna eat, Indi?" He asked casually as you leaned your back against his.

"Later." You replied.

"We heard you were making some friends out there, Indigo. Looked like a juicy gossip session was happening." Wooyoung teased. You pushed yourself off Hongjoong's back, making him grunt in annoyance as he almost fell forward.

"Are you guys spying on me?" You crossed your arms, raising a judgement eyebrow at them.

"We're just looking out for you." San cooed.

"I don't know if we're friends but we talk. It's weird, I've never really connected with a girl or girls before. The conversations are definitely different." You noted.

"True, between us and the other underground artists you're close with, Haneul's the only girl you're ever around." Jongho said.

"Yeah. Gender isn't what I look at when I make friends but I guess it is a coincidence that all my close friends are guys." You scratched your head. Seonghwa patted a space on the couch next to him.

"Want a drink at least?" He offered his bottle of juice out. He leaned over to grab a straw and stuck it in.

"Thanks, Hwa." You tucked the straw under your mask to sip. Mingi casually came to sit beside you, perching himself on the arm rest. His hand rested on the back of the couch to steady himself and not fall on you. But he made no conversation or interaction with you, he just wanted to be near you.

"When you guys are done, we're doing some tight shots of the units. So whoever is ready first can come out." The manager said after speaking to the director outside.

"Means Mingi's gonna be last because of how slow Joong eats." You snickered. Hongjoong glared at you.

"Here you go." Eden handed you a box of food.

"Thanks." You bowed your head, setting the box on the table. From the way he pursed his lips, you knew that he wanted you to eat now instead of delay.

"You should eat before it gets late." He said. Wooyoung, Yunho and Yeosang went out first for their unit shoot.

"Eat in here and close the door, then you can remove your mask. Or you can eat behind the changing curtain since we're coming in and out." San patted your shoulder.

"Thanks, guys. Really, don't worry about me. I'll eat. I'm just not too hungry now." You chuckled. In the end, you ate behind the changing curtain. Just in case someone didn't know you were here and came in, you stole Jongho's cap to cover your face.

"We'll let the managers and stylists know you're here so they don't come in." Hongjoong smiled. You nodded, waving him off to go shoot and not worry about you.

"But..." Mingi frowned slightly, trying to worry too much about you removing your mask with strangers around.

"We'll take turns coming in after filming and make sure she's safe, hyung. She's fine." Jongho assured, walking out with the taller.

While the boys continued filming and doing whatever you needed to do, you called Haneul on video call to speak to her. You missed her, having seen her for what felt like months already.

"Are you filming a movie?"

"It's not a movie, baby. Remember when Wooyoung showed you that video with seeing and dancing? It's that." You chuckled.

"You're gonna sing and dance? But unnie, you can't dance... You're not good when you dance."

"I don't think I'm that bad! But don't worry about my bad dancing, baby. I'm not filming, the oppas are. I'm just here to follow them and watch them film." You laughed. Haneul was probably the only person that could get away with insulting you or jabbing you without getting hit. She was always painfully honest.

"When are you coming home? I miss you."

"I miss you too, baby. I'm sorry it's been so long since I've seen you. But soon, I'll come see you and we'll do whatever you want. I promise." You sighed.

"Don't say sorry... Wooyoung oppa said you're always working so you can buy me ice cream, toys and take me to the zoo."

"That's true." You smiled softly. You made a mental note to thank Wooyoung later. For as long as you remember, Haneul was always kind of resentful towards your job for taking you away.

"I have to go, baby. I'll speak to you soon?" You didn't want to hang up but you heard voices outside.

"Mhmm. Bye, unnie. I love you."

"I love you too, baby. You're my entire world." You watched her wave before she hung up. You couldn't bring yourself to be the one to hang up. With another sigh, you gathered your empty food box and wore your mask. You quietly pulled the curtain back.

"Yah, stop making fun of me!" Wooyoung whined as Yunho and San made fun of his hand gestures. You felt Seyoon's eyes on you as he filmed them but took the opportunity to slip out of the room.

"Can I throw the food trash here?" You asked.

"Sure. Thank you!" She bowed her head. You walked to the area where the toilets were to wash your hands.

"Hey, Indigo." You stepped out of the female bathroom to see Seyoon there. You must have shot him an apprehended look because he took his hands out of his pockets.

"I just wanted to apologise. I realised my behaviour the other night was not very gentleman-ly of me." He spoke. You didn't react to that.

"So, I'm sorry." He repeated.

"Okay." You gave a brief nod before intending to walk away. You just wanted to leave the conversation. Odds are, you won't see each other anymore after today so you didn't want to bother too much with him. As you moved to walk past him, he suddenly grasped your forearm. You recoiled with a hiss, as if his touch burned.

"That's all you can say when someone apologises to you? 'Okay', that's rude." He frowned.

"What? Want me to jump for joy or fall to my knees in gratefulness? This just made it clear, you're not apologising because you genuinely feel bad. You're apologising for yourself." You couldn't hold back.

"Listen, here-"

"Indigo? Are you here?" You let out a mental sigh of relief when you heard Yeosang's voice. Seyoon shot you a look, challenging you.

"I'm here, Yeosang!" You yelled out, all the while maintaining eye contact with Seyoon. There were other things to be scared of but he wasn't one of those things.

"There you are." Yeosang walked over with San in tow. The two shot Seyoon a cautionary look, they definitely felt the tension in the air. San wrapped an arm around you, pulling you to stand behind him, almost protectively shielding you.

"Everything alright here?" San asked, a displeased frown on his face. You shrugged, subconsciously rubbing your arm where Seyoon grabbed you.

"Yeah, we were just talking." Seyoon replied.

"Well, the captain is freaking out because he thought you got lost. Let's go." Yeosang paid no attention to Seyoon and smiled at you. San turned you around and led you away.

"Are you okay?" San frowned worriedly once you were a good distance away from the bathrooms.

"Mhmm, he wasn't going to do anything but still, you guys came in time." You sighed.

Mingi sighed in relief when he saw you emerge with San and Yeosang. What he didn't like was seeing Seyoon stroll out a few seconds after.

"Did something happen?" Mingi asked. Yeosang shook his head, which made the rest of the boys there let out sighs of relief. Hongjoong and Seonghwa frowned, they would definitely be bringing this up to the lead director later as well as the KQ staff when they get back to Korea.

They weren't doing it just because it was you or because of favourtism. Well, yes there was but they also didn't want such a person to be working under KQ's name and harrassing others.

"Keep Indigo safe but remember where we are and who we are. We are always being watched." Hongjoong reminded the rest. Now you felt bad.

"I'm sorry. You guys shouldn't have to worry about me. Focus on the shoot, I'll be okay." You assured them.

"I didn't say that for you to be guilty." Hongjoong raised an eyebrow.

"I know, Joong. I wouldn't want you guys compromising your image just to protect me as well. Seriously, there are people around, he won't try to do anything." You said.

"Just stick with Eden or your friends if we're filming okay?" Wooyoung placed a hand on your thigh. You nodded with a hum.

This reminded you of the harrassment situation back in Korea. The reason why you didn't want to tell anyone else. You couldn't have them sacrificing their image, their career, their reputation as idols for you. It wasn't worth it.

"Go film! It's the last day, give it your all. Even if I know you guys always do." You chuckled, waving them off, trying to show that you're unbothered so they wouldn't worry anymore.

"Watch us." Yunho grinned, patting your head with a soft smile. You gave a thumbs up as they went to continue filming.

"Wow, you're really close with them, aren't you?" Jihyun raised an eyebrow as you sat with her.

"Do idols usually separate themselves from the crew?" You asked.

"Sometimes, just because they're closer and have their own stuff to do. Doesn't mean they're rude of unfriendly, they're still playful with everyone." Sohee shrugged.

"But they seem to really care about you. Like the way Yunho sshi patted your head just now." Jihyun pointed out.

"I've been working closely with them every day for the past few months since I've joined the company so I guess we're closer than work colleagues. Especially Hongjoong and Mingi since he's always in the studio with me producing." You reasoned. The two girls nodded, it made perfect sense.

"They're good boys. Playful and chaotic but honest and hardworking." Jihyun said. You agreed, seeing them in the studio and filming, they are very hard workers.

"Hey, Indigo. You got a little something on your mask." Sohee pointed. You hadn't even noticed.

"Do you need a spare? But I only have pink ones." Jihyun offered. She must have noticed you only wore white or black masks.

"No need, I have some spares. Thanks for telling me, I didn't even notice when I went to the bathroom earlier. That's embarrassing." You said shyly.

"It's not! It happens." The two assured you.

"I'll be right back." You stood up and went into the artists resting room. You knew that Mingi always had some spare masks in his bag, he had them in case you ever needed one.

Going behind the curtain, you removed your current mask and checked to see that there were some finger stains. Your hands must have been dirty when you put it back on after eating. This is why you mostly prefer wearing black masks over white ones.

"So that's what you look like." The curtain drew back, making you jump back in shock. Seyoon stood there, a smirk on his face. What made you stunned was the recording camera in his hands.

"Stop!" You yelled, scrambling to find the dirtied mask to wear. You reached for the camera but he held it away.

"I think now, you owe me an apology. Don't think you're all high and mighty just because you're some one hit wonder producer." He grabbed your collar.

"Let go of me!" You squirmed.

"YAH! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!" A loud shout made Seyoon turn around. Even so, his grip on you was relentless.

The Ateez boys, managers, Eden and some staff members stood there in anger and shock, witnessing the scene before them. Seyoon's eyes widened, he didn't think anyone heard you shout.

BAM!

"Mingi!" Hongjoong and Yunho went forward, holding the tall rapper back and pulling him away from the fallen male. Seyoon was on the ground, holding his jaw in pain. Mingi's force made Seyoon released you immediately but you dropped to the ground. Your heart pounded in your ears and you had no control of your body.

"Get a hold of yourself!" You've never seen or heard Yunho yell before but now that you have, it scared you. Everything was so loud, you wanted to curl into a ball and just be away from everyone.

"Indigo." Seonghwa moved first, rushing to your side on the ground. Your head hung low while your eyes shifted from left to right, your entire being shaking.

"Breathe, sweetheart. Breathe." Wooyoung was on the right, rubbing your back to get you to catch your breath.

"Let's clear the room. Get Mingi out of here. Now." The managers stepped in immediately.

"We're pressing charges." Hongjoong said to no one in particular as he and Yunho removed Mingi from the room. Two bodyguard came and grabbed Seyoon and escorted him out.

"H-He... H..." You tried to form words but nothing was coming out coherent.

"Ca-Came...ra..." Was all you could say. But Wooyoung seemed to know what you meant. He left you with Seonghwa and left the room.

"He got her on video! Where's the damn camera he was using?!" You heard him yelling outside. Seonghwa pulled your head to his chest but you couldn't stop shaking. Your mind was racing and tears blurred your vision.

"I..." You choked as dark spots appeared and you blacked out.

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hikohhmi · 2 years

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Hikoooo may I request a Scaramouchie fluff piece if it's not too much trouble? I've been feeling so down lately and could use a pick-me-up. Maybe one where he finally comes home to reader after months of being away and it's just a super fluffy reunion scene~

No pressure at all. If you're not feeling up for it, feel free to ignore. Love ya! MWUAH MWUAH!

RUBYY <33 OF COURSE I'LL MAKE ONE FOR YOUU

"I'm home"

Fluff / Soft

Scaramouche x Reader

(Before betraying tsaritsa)

Finally, after months. He's on his way to his 'home'. Not going to lie, he did become impatient about waiting for his day off so that he could spend time with you once again.

Your present is like his personal charger for his 'social battery'. If the 'battery' runs out, he'll snap at his agents pretty easily. Even the agents notice it. That's the clear sign that he really love you <3

Before his day off comes, he has prepared some gifts for you. He had searched for the highest quality roses for you and a medium sized plush. You have been so loyal to him, how can he not want to pay back what you had done to him? You're all everything he asked for.

You were in the personal garden, it was guarded by some other high ranked fatuis too. The garden was created only for you, he actually threatened his fatui agents to take care of the garden carefully because he doesn't want it to be destroyed. He knows you'll get sad if it did.

As you were getting a whiff of the flowers, you heard one of his agent's footsteps coming towards you. You turned around to see a male fatui agent that was inside the so-called shelter, but you prefer to call it as 'home'. it seems like he wants to reveal something to you in words.

"Ms/Mr Y/N. Your significant other is here."

Surprised by the sudden remark, your eyes widen. Then suddenly, behind the agent's back, a familiar figure appeared.

"You may be dismissed now."

Says Scaramouche to the agent. A smile on your face was engraved as you came closer to him, opening your arms to hug him.

As you come closer, he opens one of his arms to hug you. Since his agents are there, he needs to show less affection to you in public to keep his pride high.

"I was worried about you. You were supposed to come few days ago.."

He responded by humming. While hiding his face in your neck to him his red face.

"I was needed by the tsaritsa's soldiers for a few reasons, that's why I came here a bit late."

"I'm happy that you're safe."

You let go of him and saw his slight smile on his face.

"Same with you! ."

"We should get in now. I need you to follow me. "

"Yes, dear."

You do as you are told and follow him to his office . He commands one of his agents to bring something that is somewhere in the place. Later on, the agent brings a bouquet of flowers and a medium sized box. Your curiosity finally broke as he spoke.

"Here, I want you to have these. It's for… being loyal to me."

He said shyly.

"Aw, dear. This is amazing! Thank you so much, Kuni!"

You plant a kiss on his cheek as a thank you.

"You're welcome or whatever…glad that you do these things."

Trying to act cool, he plays it off as if it's nothing. However, you can see that his cheek is more red than before.

"Hehe, I miss you Kuni.."

You hold the sleeve of his cloth.

".... I miss you too, love."

After that, you and Scaramouche spend some times with affection in the shared bedroom that were meant for you both. <3 He became a bit greedy because of waiting for months.

He would either hug you in there and tell you how much he missed you and how he was feeling grateful when he found you still alive in the hidden shelter. Or, he'll drag you into the shared bed so that you both can snuggle and cuddles together <3

I'd like to headcanon that he'll use the second option often after you two already married! Which means that he had trusted you fully and won't ever let you go!

#genshin impact #genshin fluff #soft headcanons #fatui au #genshin fatui #genshin reader insert #scaramouche x reader #scaramouche <3 #genshin scara #genshin impact scaramouche headcanons #scaramouche #genshin impact x reader

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i-like-anything-water · 7 months

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ok ok I made Chloenette short intentionally because of this,

What side of the Buggy Square you prefer says about you:

CHLOENETTE: THE OG ENEMIES TO LOVERS. YOU LOVE TENSION, YOU LOVE DRAMA, YOU LOVE GAYS IN DENIAL, YOU LOVE-

the possibilities they both posses as individuals with huge emotional baggage despite leading very different lives and growing up in different environments. Chloé had to grow up fast because she needed to be like her mother for even a speck of maternal affection from the woman, Marinette needed to grow up fast because she became Ladybug and then the Guardian. They both grew up too quickly. Yet, they still have outbursts, immaturity, and teenage anguish because they're still fourteen for fucks sake. But you see potential, you see hurt, you see a rediscovery and you see healing. You see them in their untapped potential because the world took little to no patience with them.

Or you love crack ships.

CHLOBUG: You have replayed that video of Ladybug catching Chloé more than once.

You like the thought of Chloé admiring Ladybug unabashedly, even putting herself on the line sometimes to help her hero. You saw Chloé feeling genuine confidence about herself when Ladybug gave her a chance. You saw Ladybug's fleeting moments of consideration that maybe there's more to the blonde heiress than she's believed.

Then you see the falling out. You see the angst, the betrayal and the 'why? why wasn't it me you went to?'. You see Ladybug fucking up, Chloé finally standing her ground, see them both trying to resist the other because there's no chance. Everything's all messed up and she probably doesn't even trust me-

Then Chloé falls, and Ladybug catches her. Everytime.

MARIBEE: Y'all are as sweet as the honey pastries Marinette leaves on her balconies during Bee's patrol.

You're a fluffy enjoyer, you like banter, tooth rotting fluff and identity reveals. You like the grinning and giggling, the blushing, the pretend confidence dissolving into softness and eagerness to know the other person better. You love flower language and Marinette's balcony is probably more romantic than Paris itself. You are a Pollen fan through and through.

You think Chloé would be an amazing Chat Noir.

You love the OG 5 heroes, you think they're a big happy family and you believe Chloé was meant to be Queen Bee from the very start.

LADYBEE/QUEENBUG: You love it when they flirt and stare as the other one flies away from the scene.

You think the rooftop or the tower is their paradise. You love when Ladybug brings her sweets and tries to causally know more about the Bee hero (in cases where Chloé's identity is secret). You believe strongly that Queen Bee would give her life to Ladybug, and vice versa. You think they're Bug Gf's, they absolutely rock at patrol and at fighting.

In the case Chloé's identity is revealed, you love the angst and the tension and identity reveals. When Marinette sees Chloé differently up close and is torn if she only acts like this towards you or with other people. You're torn if you should be thrilled she only acts like this towards you or not. There's probably an almost death along the course of the fic. Chat Noir is probably your wing man. Y'all be dating in the masks before you date as civilians.

You are absolutely smitten with her when you finally get to know her better.

"Bug."

"Queenie."

#chloe bourgeois #chloenette #marinette dupain cheng #chlobug #maribee #ladybee #queenbug #buggy square #pick y'all choices

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dreamywriter143 · 1 year

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Nga Yawne Lu Oer

Title: Nga Yawne Lu Oer

Genre: Fluff, Slow-Burn, Unrequited love, Love-Triangle/Square?, Angst, SFW, NSFW (like one chapter later on, MDI), Romance.

Status: Ongoing

Warnings: Depictions of battles, blood/weapons, NSFW (later on) and it’s NOT incest. (That will also be revealed, much later on) Also, all the characters are AGED-UP (Neteyam and Ao’nung are the eldest being 18 etc…..)

Parings: Neteyam X Reader, Lo’ak X Reader, Ao’nung X Reader

Summary: Y/N, the twin sister of Tsireya and eldest daughter of Ronal and Tonowari is faced with new challenges and obstacles as the Sully’s arrive to Awa'atlu. Y/N cant help but be amazed by the new Na’vi, who intrigue her as well as raise a sense of connection within them. What will she do when lives are in danger? When the RDA attack? Or more Importantly, when her heart is torn between the two brothers who steal her breathe away upon first contact?

Word count: 3.1k

Chapter Five: Breathing Exercises

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~Third Person's POV~

"I love her already!!" Tuk squeals in delight at the baby Iiu. She chirped happily leaning into the girls touches. Y/N giggles petting the baby as they decide on feeding her one more fish. It wasn't every day you'd meet a baby Iiu.

Neteyam stood a few feet away, his eyes trailing over to the duo. He caught himself staring at the H/C girl. He caught himself doing that lot actually. She had peaked his interest the moment he laid his eyes in her , for what reason he didn't quite understand.

Was is curiosity? Was he trying to be extra cautious? Was he worried she would turn out to be like the other Metkayina, who hated them. They're stares alone spoke volumes.

He knew his duty was to his family, protect them and keep him safe. Was he just feeling uncomfortable with how close she's gotten to his family? How easily she accepted them? She welcomed them with open arms, is that even normal?

His gaze remained on the girl who seemed to be having fun with his baby sister. He couldn't help but smile at the scene, Tuk seemed to have started to enjoy her time here. It was good that she hasn't caught the lingering unwelcomed glances from time to time from the villagers. Watching her smile is what made him want to get the hang of daily life here, maybe gain the respect of the villagers so they wouldn't feel like outsiders.

"Pretty cute, isn't she?" Tsireya pipes up from behind Neteyam. "Yes" Neteyam replies automatically, in a daze. As soon as he realizes what he had said and where Tsireya was looking at he clears his throat awkwardly.

"I-I uh, I j-just meant-" he begins to say, stuttering miserably. Tsireya laughs, covering her mouth. "Relax, I meant the Iiu" she says in a teasing tone. Neteyam feels his body relax, deciding to simply nod. Not trusting his voice. They were standing in the shallows waiting for the girls to finish feeding the Iiu.

"Tuk!" They hear someone call from the beach, Turning over the brothers tense up to see Neytiri waving at her youngest daughter.

It is at this moment they realize how late it has gotten. The sun seems to have started to set. 'How was it that late already? We've barley even started' Neteyam frowns.

"Come to me, my dear!" She calls out. Y/N nods towards Tuk, helping the girl towards shore. Lo'ak swims up to Neteyam and Tsireya, standing beside them. Watching his sister run in to their mothers arms. Y/N turns towards the rocks, she didn't seem to come towards them as the stood in the shallows.

"Are we going as well?" Lo'ak asks timidly, he didn't want to leave yet. He was beginning to get the hang of riding his Iiu, and for once he wanted to try harder on succeeding. Neteyam silently agreed with his baby brother, it felt too early to call it a day.

"Not yet, Y/N, Roxto and I wanted to try some breathing exercises. If you're not tired?" Tsireya asks as Kiri and Roxto joins them. Neteyam quickly shakes his head, "No! We'll definitely join!" He says looking towards shore.

He sees Y/N waving towards them, jumping up and down to get their attention. Kiri chuckles at her childish antics.

Once Y/N has caught everyone's attention she points towards a rocky part of the shore. A perfect place to sit and practice in her opinion.

Getting the memo Tsireya looks to the group gesturing them to follow, as they swim towards the rocks.

Once they reach the rocks and they climb up, only to see Y/N already sitting down, crossed legged. She was humming a tune quietly to herself but stops when she hears them come up from behind her. Looking up she smirks at the group.

"Took you long enough, slowpokes" she teases as Kiri takes a seat next to Y/N. Kiri couldn't explain it, but everything about Y/N made her feel at ease. She couldn't seem to stay away. It was a comfort she only found within her family and Spider. It felt so homey, comfortable, and she felt protected.

Y/N smiles softly at Kiri, acknowledging her presence. Neteyam's eyes wonder to the other spot next to Y/N, putting more effort into the climb, he manages to snag the seat. Much to Lo'ak's dismay.

As Neteyam sits down beside her, Y/N turns to him.

"Hi" she says softly, her smile reaching her eyes. Neteyam couldn't help but stare, almost forgetting to respond.

"Hey"

Y/N looks around seeing Roxto sit beside Kiri, Lo'ak and Tsireya being the slowest amongst them. "How was the Iiu lessons? I heard you did great" Y/N asks leaning her head back to get a better view of Neteyam. He lets out a throaty chuckle. "It was great, they are magnificent creatures. I'll need more practice but I've learned a lot today. Thanks to your brother and sister" he explains, making Y/N nod.

He didn't want to give Ao'nung any credit, but wanting to prove him wrong was what motivated him to succeed. "Tsireya is a great teacher, you'll be learning from the best! She teaches all of the young due to her patient nature. Ao'nung is also very good at teaching , a little rough around the edges but once he gets to know you, he'll do his best to help you out" Y/N praises her siblings.

She was so proud of Tsireya, and happy that Ao'nung tried to make an effort today. So much improvement in one day, tomorrow could be only be better! A part of her wished she could have been there to help, but she was glad in a different sense being she seemed to have bonded with Kiri in replacement of that.

Neteyam watches her eyes soften at the mention of her siblings. He could see how much she loved and cared for her family. It was the same feeling he felt towards his. This made his stomach flip in happiness. They seemed to share a lot of similarities.

"How about you? Are you a good teacher?" Neteyam asks unknowingly leaning in towards her. He desperately wanted her to be at the lesson today. But he was kind of thankful she wasn't there, he didn't want her to see the few times he did loose his footing and looked ridiculous.

When Y/N looks up she holds back a gasp at how close he has gotten to her. They were a mere inches away. She could feel his breath against her lips, and he could smell her lovely scent at this close proximity. It filled and dulled his senses. The scent seemed to put him in a trance like state, it was overwhelming.

"I still haven't learned anything about the finger-talk-" Neteyam mummers, getting lost in her eyes. Y/N laughs softly, maintaining the eye contact. "It's called Metkayinan sign language, and that I can definitely teach" she says.

She watches how he licks his lips slowly, his eyes taking in every part of her being. She felt hot all over, like his gaze alone was searing through her. She even caught how his eyes glanced down to her lips, an action that was surprising but not unwelcome.

"I would like some lessons as well!" A voice pipes up, rather loudly. The sudden intrusion caused the two to jolt away from each other.

Y/n flushes bright purple, she was embarrassed to have forgotten about her audience. Neteyam clears his throat, his eyes catching those of Lo'ak's.

Everyone else had either a smirk or a small smile. Lo'ak was the only one slightly frowning, seeming agitated. "Don't fret, Y/N is the best at sign language. She'll teach everyone" Tsireya assures Lo’ak softly. Y/N nods, avoiding eye contact with Neteyam.

'What was that about?!?' The H/C girl internally screams to her self as Tsireya begins the exercise.

Everyone turns to look at Tsireya as she focuses, looking at Roxto and Y/N for there aid in the lesson. "Firstly, Breathe in-" she says demonstrating a deep breath in. Roxto also follows suit, using his hands to show the deep breath he is taking in. The group collectively following.

"-breathe out" she instructs looking at everyone to see them breathe out. Y/N notices the boys breathing weavers a bit, she looks at Tsireya making her know who was struggling. Kiri already seems to have it down.

"Imagine flickering a flame" she says softly, "You must slow down your heartbeat" Y/N adds softly as they take another collective deep breath in, breathing out after holding for a few seconds. Noticing that Kiri was doing fine Y/N focuses on the boys, especially to the boy closest to her. Tsireya nods at her, indicating for Y/N to take care of Neteyam as she takes care of Lo'ak who was beside her.

Tsireya leans towards Lo'ak first, he seems startled when her hands touch his body. He feels nervous, his eyes glancing towards her. She smiles reassuringly "breathe in" she instructs, Lo'ak follows taking a deep breath in. Tsireya's hand slides down to his stomach "-breathe from down here, breath out slowly-" she instructs. Lo'ak does so, slightly mesmerized at how she looked up close.

'Both sisters are just so....beautiful. They must have great genes' he marvels staring at her. Hearing silent laughter around him, he looks up, seeing Roxto and Neteyam share a knowing look. He tries to keep his eyes from rolling in annoyance.

He then turns to Y/N. A childish grin adorned her features. She seemed to be suppressing in laughter as well much to his dismay. When their eyes meet she giggles softly making the younger boy's heart soar. She looked adorable, and sounded to sweet.

"Lo'ak-" Tsireya calls, grabbing the boys attention back to her, her hand on his chest. "-you're heartbeat is fast." she says peering up at him. Feeling flustered by getting caught he mutters a quick "sorry". Tsireya nods in understanding, continuing.

"Try to focus" she states, making Lo'ak nod. He looks forward, ignoring how the laughter had increased due to this. He tries to focus on the water behind them, to calm down. "Breath in. And breath out, let your mind go clear" she says softly noticing his heart beat relax a bit.

Neteyam glances at Roxto as they share silent laughter. As soon as Y/N recovers she turns to Neteyam, gaining the males attention. His ears twitch nervously, his tail swishing from side to side. "Now that you're done laughing at your brother, let's see if you've understood it?" She says with a chuckle.

Neteyam feels the pressure build noticing everyone looking his way. Even Tsireya and Lo'ak who have finished their lesson to observe him "Why don't you check on Kiri first?" He suggests, his voice hoarse. He was feeling more nervous with her this close to him. How was he supposed to focus?

Y/N shakes her head, her hair moves along with her movements. "Nope, Kiri is doing fine. She is doing great, better then you guys!" She praises, sending Kiri a wink. Kiri smiles back at the girl, then turns her gaze to Neteyam, sticking out her tongue mockingly.

Feeling a spark of competitiveness Neteyam let's out a sigh. "Fine" he grumbles looking forward. From the corner of his eye he can see Y/N lean closer to him. "Ok, take a deep breath in and focus on holding it" she whispers next to him. His ears twitch towards her direction.

Neteyam chooses to close his eyes. Not trusting himself to get distracted. He takes a deep breath in and lets it out. But even he realized his mistake, he realized the moment his breath hitched and wavered. When he felt a smaller, delicate warm hand touch his chest.

Snapping his eyes wide open he glances down to see Y/N's hand on his chest. She looks at him encouragingly, "Take a deep breath with me?" She asks, slightly tilting her head. Neteyam gulps, and nods back a reply.

Placing another hand on his stomach she takes in a deep breath with Neteyam. He looks at her watching how her chest moves along with her breaths, trying to copy it.

"Neteyam, your heartbeat of beating wildly" Y/N whispers worriedly.

Even through Y/N tried being quiet, everyone was able to hear it, as they were equally invested in the current training. Lo'ak scoffs at the scene, looking away. "Are you nervous?" Y/N adds sitting back down, her hands leaving his body.

A part of Neteyam wanted to snatch her hands back, hold them against his chest to feel her warmth. Another irrational part of him wanted to feel how it would be to touch her, her stomach as she took a deep breath in. Her skin looked so smooth and inviting. he cursed himself for having these kind of thoughts.

And the only rational part of his brain wished that he could get this over with, so he couldn't make a fool of himself.

"Neteyam?" Kiri calls, as he hasn't responded for a while. His eyes widening as he looks around, realizing he hasn't answered Y/N's question. "Y-yes. I'm kind of nervous" he says quietly.

The girls look at him sympathetic, waiting for him to continue. "It's just that, it's been a lot. And I'm worried I cannot learn everything I want to at the pace I would like it to be" he lies, well more like half-lies.

Yes this was a main concern for the male Na'vi. Everything they've tried to learn today was a just another reminder how much harder life will be like. How much harder it'll be to adjust to this new way of life, the way of water.

But that wasn't what had distracted him from his thoughts just now. He really didn't want to admit that having Y/N that close, touching him, teaching him. Was doing things to him he couldn't quite explain. Tsireya nods sadly, "I'm sorry, it's a lot to take in. We should take it easy so you'll be able to take in everything. There is no need to rush" she says looking at the Sully's smiling warmly.

They smile back, seeming relieved.

All of a sudden Y/N stands up, gasping loudly. "Y-Y/N???" Tsireya calls concerned. She felt a pang of fear watching her sisters face contort from worry to fear and anxiety. 'Could it be? A vision?' She wonders fearful. Where was Ao'nung when you needed him??!

Seeing the distress on her expression Neteyam is the first to stand, the others following. He gently grabs one of her shoulder, trying to get a better look at her face. "Y/N? Are you alright?!" He asks worriedly, he looks around seeing everyone equally worried.

He catches the look on Kiri's face. She looked horrified. As if this was something she had witnessed? She looked at her in a different way. Remembering to question her about it later, Neteyam turns back to Y/N.

"T-Tsakarem" she whispers looking around.

"What??" Lo'ak asks confused. "I missed my Tsakarem training!!" She gasps in fear. Kiri let's out a breath she had been holding, Neteyam and Lo'ak feel their tense shoulders relax. Letting go of her shoulder, Neteyam chuckles. "You've missed your Tsahik training? That's what you're worried about?" Lo'ak asks slightly teasing to lighten up the mood.

Y/N looks at Lo'ak, her expression not changing. "You don't understand, mother will be furious!!" She whines slapping her forehead in anguish. Tsireya gulps in fear. "I-it can't be that bad. Are you sure mother was in charge of your training today?" Tsireya asks stepping forward towards her sister.

Y/N looks at her, letting out a sigh. "It wasn't a lesson today...it is; in her words 'a test day'....." Y/N explains sheepishly. Maybe she was freaking out over nothing? It was a simple test really, she had to show what she had learned to mother. That's all...right?

Tsireya accidentally lets out a gasp, making everyone turn to her. She too held a fearful expression. "Y/N-" she calls making her older sister look at her. "I'll pray to Ewya for you" she says apologetically.

"C'mon. It isn't going to be that bad, you're freaking her out!" Lo'ak cuts in seeing Tsireya shake her head. "You've seen mother, met her. Now imagine that, but towards her own kids. Who she has disciplined in ways unimaginable" Tsireya explains making Y/N groan.

"That's it, I'm gone" Y/N exclaims, getting ready to leave, she stops midway to turn towards the Sully's "Tsireya, wrap things up. And I'll see you guys soon-" she says hurriedly, lastly making eye contact with Neteyam. "-I'll let you know when we can start the sign lessons" she says before she scurries away in a panic.

"Hopefully Ronal is in a good mood?" Roxto offers trying to lighten up the tense atmosphere. Tsireya shakes her head, "I highly doubt it. She been in a sour mood since yesterday" she says softly. The Sully's frown, that basically meant she has been sour since their arrival.

Shaking her head, not to worry to much Tsireya turns to the Sully's. "Let's call it a day! It's getting late and soon we should be preparing for dinner. I'll come by tomorrow around the same time!" She informs.

As they all bid farewell, Neteyam looks back to where the girl had run off too. He still didn't get to thank her, and now he is worried that their presence would cause unintentional aggression from Ronal towards Y/N. he couldn't help but frown, he needed to hurry and learn everything fast. If Ronal accepted them, maybe that would make life that much easier.

________________________________ The timeline will be a bit different. It's going to follow the movie but at a slower pace, and with all the side stories it will also make it seem like the movie is being stretched our for the sake of this fan faction. So please bare with me!! Thank you. - Author

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Ftm Easy Birth

You are sitting on the bed, leaning back in a pile of pillows so you can be somewhat upright. You take a deep breath and smile on the exhale. There is a growing pressure in your boy pussy that begs you to push, but you've decided to take your time. No screaming. No swearing. Just you, your partner, and the slow birth of you baby. You removed your clothes hours ago when labor was first getting more intense. Now your legs are spread, hands on your enormous belly, feeling this big baby slowly open you more and more. Your partner is at the foot of the bed. Calmly rubbing your thighs. Your pretty boy cunt is still tightly closed, but this baby is not far away. A few more little pushes and the head will be visible. But this birth is slow. Easy. Romantic. All while still feeling very intense and orgasmic. A contraction begins to build. You close your eyes. Take a long inhale. Smile. And bear down. Gently. You want to feel every millimeter of this birth. The heaviness in your womb is heavenly. And it feels even better to stretch as you push. You let go of the push. You reach down to feel your lips. So sensitive. They'll be stretching to their limits soon enough. Your partner asks you. "How does it feel?" In between focused breaths, you reply, "Like it's what I was meant to do." More pressure builds, so you take another slow inhale. You give a little push and hold it for 5 seconds. This time, your lips briefly part, the grayish head visible for a second, and then it withdraws back into you. You exhale. You beam with joy from the amazing feeling. Your partner reaches their fingers over to lightly pull back your lips to see the baby's head once again. "This is so incredibly hot" they whisper to you. You smile. You don't want to stop this moment anytime soon. You reach down to insert a few fingers into your dripping wet boy cunt. You give another small push. The baby's head comes again, pressing into your fingers. Slimy and wet and very large. You don't want this feeling to end. You push a little more than last time. You are fully in control of your body and the pain has melted into pleasure. The head emerges slightly more. This time your lips are now tight against the child, only revealing a teardrop shape filled with hair. It is your first birth after all. It'll take time to open up fully. You let go of the push, the head slides in again, but this time not out of view. Your partner rubs their fingers along your elongated tdick, pleasuring your more than you already thought possible. Slow, intentional strokes. Occasionally rubbing your massive belly too. As an orgasm is building, you give another little push. Tight lips only give way a centimeter or two before you relax again. This continues for several hours. Moving between easy pushes and loving touches from your partner. Finally the baby has reached a full crown. The pressure is making you rock your hips back and forth. It's flowing through your whole body, wild and... perfect. After all this time, you still try to hold on to every ounce of giving birth. You wait as long as you can for the final push. Your partner is using their fingers to trace along your tight lips hugging the baby's head. You smile. But your body needs you to push! You give in, take a soft inhale and bear down with love. You feel your baby slide ever so slowly into the world. The tightest stretch yet! A little more, and a little more... the brow, the nose, the chin. Finally, the head fully emerges, and you relax into the bed again. "That's it, you're so close, love. Baby's head is right here" You reach down to feel the wet head and little face of your child. Made on this very bed. Now coming into the world the same way. You give yourself a break from pushing to let your body rest. You make eye contact with your partner and share a smile. What a scene! Your soft boy body with round belly propped up on the bed. Legs bent and knees relaxed on either side. Your baby's head happily resting just outside your pink boy cunt. And your loving partner at your feet, rubbing your calves and caressing your child's head. You breathe slowly, feeling your body spin your child so the shoulders can slide out easier. Everything is calm. Everything is precious. These are the last moments when you and your baby are one. You feel more pressure begin to build as the shoulders need to be born. You take a few deep breaths to prepare. On the last inhale, with your eyes closed and head tilted back, you reach down to guide the baby into the world as you push once again. A powerful, intentional push. The shoulders push into your boy cunt creating a bulge, then suddenly releasing the child from inside. In a moment, the child pops out with a gush of water and slides easily into you and your partner's waiting arms. You immediately sit up to hold the child. Your partner comes in close too. The baby begins to cry. You can’t help but tear up looking at your beautiful child. Perfection.

#ftm #ftm birth #birth kink #birth story #giving birth #easy birth #trans birth #homebirth #crowning

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Okay so Idk if you’re still taking Dani Rojas suggestions, but imagine going on a picnic date with him and being the absolute golden retriever puppy that he is, is just so excited that he plans the entire date!

Dani Rojas x GN!Reader - Picnic Date Headcanons

Summary: Headcanons for beloved Dani Rojas planning and taking the reader on a sweet picnic date.

Warnings: Alcohol mentions and very minimal consumption (no picnic date is complete without it!).

A/N: Went with HC’s for this, thank you for requesting, enjoy!

I think we can all agree that Dani would definitely be a bit of a hopeless romantic in a relationship.

So, picnic dates on a sunny day are his absolute favourite.

He’s insistent on bringing all the food because he wants to treat you as much as possible.

When you ask if you can bring some cupcakes and champagne, he’s telling you that he’s already picked them up.

You admit defeat eventually. Dani is too committed to the date being completely perfect.

He definitely packs too much food.

He makes the mistake of going to Costco and getting huge trays of things, and then rather than taking some out and saving some for later, he just brings it all.

You agree to meet at Hyde Park.

I imagine it’s literally all he’d talk about all week to everyone.

Like, constantly asking you if you’re excited, telling you that he’s excited.

He even asks Ted if he thinks he has enough food, and Ted just nods with a slight look of horror as Dani shows him a picture of a trolley with enough food to feed a family for a week.

The day comes around, and you get the tube in.

You were meant to meet Dani at the station, but he’d messaged saying that he had to get a taxi because he had ‘overpacked’.

You were a bit scared to see what on earth that meant.

Dani was already there when you arrived, sat cross-legged on the grass and looking around like a lost puppy.

“Dani,” you called, his head turning to you.

His eyes lit up, beautiful grin spreading as he pushed himself off the ground and embraced you in a hug.

“Mi amor,” greeted Dani, pecking your cheek. You noted how he was practically vibrating with excitement as he ushered you to the red plaid blanket he’d spread across the grass.

As you settled, Dani pulled over, much to your surprise, a large grey suitcase.

You watched in amazement as he opened it, pulling out large plastic containers of various foods and putting them down in between you.

“Is… Is there anyone else coming?” you asked, because surely you had to be hosting a get together to have this much food.

Dani looked baffled at the question. “To our picnic date? No!”

You laughed, cupping his cheek and smiling. “You’re too sweet.”

Dani beamed at you and then went back to sorting the food.

When it was laid out, he grabbed a smaller carry-on size case from behind him, unzipping it to reveal an array of blankets and pillows, some plates and glasses nestled between them.

“Do you want another blanket, mi amor? I packed every single one I could find.”

“I’m good, thank you,” you grinned. Your brows furrowed when you noticed Dani was still sat against the grass. “Don’t you want one?”

“No, I like to connect with nature,” said Dani simply. You chose not to question him.

Minutes later, your glasses were filled halfway with champagne and your plates were piled with delicious food.

Dani had moved to sit next to you, an arm looped around your waist and your head resting back against his shoulder as he talked about training in between bites.

I can picture him trying to recreate that scene from HSM 2 where they throw strawberries into each other’s mouths.

He misses every time. It’s a good thing he plays football and not a sport that relies on aiming by throwing.

You just have the sweetest afternoon, snacking and talking about everything in between sweet kisses and gazing at clouds.

Dani always throws a bit of food to any bird that comes near you even if you tell him to stop so you don’t attract a flock.

He is too giving!

When afternoon starts turning to evening and it starts getting chilly, Dani wraps you in one of the fleece blankets he brought and then begins packing up the food.

You watch adoringly as he gives a tray of cupcakes to a family sat nearby, Dani grinning as the young kids reach for them straight away.

Dani packs everything up and then you’re ready to go, the carry-on slotted on top of the large case for Dani to drag because God forbid he let you carry anything.

Just as you go to leave, it starts to trickle with rain, and within seconds, courtesy of the Great British weather, it is absolutely pouring down.

Anyone sane would make a run for it, but you and Dani especially are far from it.

“This is perfect!” exclaims Dani, letting go of the handle as you toss your blanket aside. “It is like a scene from a movie!”

You’re both laughing gleefully as you embrace each other, Dani’s arms wrapped securely around your waist as he spins you.

You don’t care that the rain is making you near freezing, nor does Dani. You’ll worry about that when the moments over.

Dani hadn’t planned for rain, but he was grateful that it came down regardless. He couldn’t think of a better way to end the date than dancing in the rain with you.

#dani rojas #dani rojas x reader #dani rojas headcanons #dani rojas imagine #dani rojas x y/n #dani rojas fanfic #ted lasso #ted lasso x reader #ted lasso headcanons

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cyberghu0l · 1 year

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Only Have Eyes for You

a/n: i loved writing "All Eyes on You' so i decided to make another part, however this one is taking place before and during the time of y/n and Letitia dating which is like 2020 to now. enjoy !

Letitia Wright × actress!fem reader

You finished a scene as a the director called an end to the film. Today marked the last day of filming for your new movie 'No Time to Die.' You went back to your shared trailer and had your team take off your makeup and wig. "Hey Y/N, great work again today!" Your friend Lashana said as she sat down next to you. Her team working to take off her makeup as well. "Thanks, you did amazing as always."

She smiled at your compliment. You checked the time on your phone seeing it wad only 2pm. "Hey it's still kinda early, you wanna go eat after?" You asked her. "Yeah, I'm suppose to be meeting up with a friend though. Can I bring her?" "Of course." She smiled and texted her friend. "Where were you thinking?" She asked. You shrugged. "Chipotle?" Her eyes lit up.

"Yes!" You laughed at her reaction. You two said your goodbyes and got in your car. "I'm so excited for you to meet Tish, she loves your work." Her statement shocked you. "Really? Tish....Tish...doesn't ring a bell." The actress looked over at you. "You'll love her." You shrugged and pulled into the parking lot. The two of you walked in, Lashana leading the way. "Tish!" Her eyes beamed as she walked to a petite, brown skin girl. She had a hood and glasses on so you didn't get a good look at her yet.

You stood next to your coworker as you waited for an introduction. "This is Y/N, she's working on double O seven with me." She looked over at you and pulled off her hood revealing her shaven head and took off her glasses exposing her brown eyes. She smiled and opened her arms. You leaned forward hugging her. "Ohmygod, you don't know how much of a huge fan I am of you. This seems so surreal." She pulled away and you three sat down.

"Thank you so much, I should've known when Shana said Tish she meant the Letitia Wright. I loved you in Black Panther and Urban Hymn." She smiled. "You watch that? I don't even remember much from filming." You laughed as she scratched the back of her neck. "Are you working on anything new?" You asked. "No, actually. Waiting for a callback." You nodded as she continued. "Yeah, I auditioned just last weekend so fingered crossed." She smiled holding up her middle finger crossed over her index.

You laughed and she turned to Lashana as they started talking about something, you weren't listening. You examined her features. Her brown eyes, her long lashes, her flashy smile. Is that dimples? "Is there something on my face?" Her accent heavy as she looked at you with a slight smirk. "Shit, sorry. No." You looked down as Lashana laughed. "Let's go get some food!" You got up quickly, the pair following soon after.

You three got your food and drinks, and went back to your table. "So Y/N, any family out here?" Letitia asked. "Uhh no actually, they're not really supportive of my acting. So they decided to be as distant as they can." She looked up at you. "I'm really sorry. That must be hard." Her eyes had only sincerity in them. "A boyfriend?" Lashana almost choked. "Letitia!" She laughed. "Or girlfriend." She shrugged.

You giggled at their batter, "Nope, no girlfriend." Letitia nodded slowly as she started eating. Little did you know, she took mental note of your answer.

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The three of you finished your food and was standing at your car in the empty parking lot. "Well it was great meeting you, Y/N." Letitia smiled as her eyes wandered up and down your body. "Me too, I look forward to seeing you around." You were about to enter the car when she spoke again. "Friday night? I'm going to a friend's concert, you should come." You smiled. "Yeah, sure." She laughed and nodded.

That was the first date she took you on. It soon followed with many others. Basketball games, art museums, the beach, the club a couple times, movie nights at eachothers houses. It's been 4 months of pure bliss. It's all you been wanting for years. After leaving a toxic relationship, it was refreshing to see change in your love life.

One night you two were cuddled up next to eachother watching 'Lilo and Stitch'. You told her how it was your favorite Disney movie, but she never watched it. You immediately put it on and laid on her chest. Her arm wrapped around you caressing your waist. The thought of this being your everyday life flashed through your mind. Waking up to her, making her meals, going on walks together, late night talks about anything and everything.

Then what you didn't realize what you said until you saw her reaction.

"I want to be your girlfriend." You sat up. She looked at you taken back. Your eyes widened as it dawned on you what came out your mouth. "Y/N-"

"Forget I said that, I didn't mean to. It just slipped. We can watch the movie. Or I could leave if it's awkward now. I should probably-"

"You don't have to leave." She grabbed your wrist gently pulling you back onto the couch. "I want to be your girlfriend too." She smiled shyly. "You do?" She laughed at your reply. "Yes, I thought that was apparent from day one." Your hands rubbed your face as you sighed. "Will you be my girlfriend?" You asked clearly. She looked at you, then replied, "Of course I will." She grabbed you onto her lap, your legs straddling her waist.

You leaned down clashing your lips together. The kiss was sweet and passionate. As if she's been wanting to do it since you met. Which she has. Her hands grabbed your waist grinding it to hers. You moaned into her mouth. She laughed on your soft lips. Her kisses trailed to your neck. You threw your head back letting her find your sweet spot. "Shit." You breathed out.

Her hands traveled to your sweatpants, pulling the drawstring. You pulled her back up to you again. "Let's not get hasty." She laughed leaning her head into your chest. "You're probably right." She looked up at you again. Your thumb grazed her cheek, then you pecked her now plump lips. "Now let's finish this before you forget everything about it." She laughed as you rolled off her.

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That was 3 years ago. 3 years of absolute happiness, healthy communication, date nights, premieres, auditions, and late night calls. You were now in your shared apartment packing for the Black Panther 2 premiere in LA. "Baby? Do you have my gray vest..." You walked into the bathroom and found you girlfriend wearing your vest while brushing her teeth. "Nevermind I guess." You laughed. You decided to pack a different set of vests in replacement of the one she took.

"Sorry, I love your shirts. They're so comfy." She came out, and packed her toothbrush in her bag. "They're bigger on you anyways."

"That's what makes it comfy, come on you gotta know this." Her hand rested on her hip as you laughed at her remark. "Yeah, what was I thinking." You said dramatically. You both finished packing your suitcases and stood up next to the door. Then you two decided to change for the airport. You wore gray sweatpants, and a matching cropped hoodie, and a white cropped vest under.

Letitia wore an all black Adidas track suit, and a baseball cap. "Ready?" She grabbed her sunglasses and looked at you. "Yep." You smiled as you remembered she still had the same glasses as the ones she wore when you two met. "What?" Her accent like music to your ears. "Nothing, darling." She chuckled as she kissed your temple and went to open the door for you. "After you, love."

school is kicking my ass rn so uploads might be slow, sorry yall. however i am so so so greatful for all the comments, reblogs, and likes you guys leave for all my stories. it means sm to me and i appreciate you guys so much<33

#black panther #letitia wright #lgbtq #shuri black panther #black reader #black y/n #letitia wright x reader #letitia come home the kids miss you #letitia x reader #letitia smut #black tumblr #actress #actress au #actress reader #lashana lynch #izogie #nomi 007

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gaelmeee · 11 months

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Would just like to talk about the moment I knew the Captive Prince trilogy will be one of my favorite pieces of fiction ever.

It was after reading (well I first read it in audiobook form, so hearing???) this that I was hooked. Spoilers for CP below

Let's first go to this line early in the book:

Note on the "well knew". It made me curious when I first read it because it meant that Damen has some personal knowledge of what had happened to the original heir but the book is intentionally witholding what that knowledge is. Me as the reader, wasn't allowed to that information yet. I remember asking Why?

And then Laurent entered the scene, and he did all these bad things to Damen without reason. Laurent bad, Damen good. Why be cruel Laurent? What did Damen ever do to you? Then the revelation that Damen killed Auguste. I immediately knew at that moment that Laurent knew who Damen was. That just answered the why isn't the book saying how Damen "well knew" what happened to Auguste question I had earlier. But I was also giggling with amazement at the genius of how that information was teased and released. Because if that was revealed earlier, then the Laurent knowing Damen plot twist wouldn't be that much of a plot twist because we as the audience will have a reason to think why Laurent is so angry at Damen and it would be too obvious that Laurent is pretending to be oblivious to Damen's identity in the next book. And the "Does Laurent know?" or "What will Laurent do if he knew?" questions are one, if not the funnest part of the first-time-reading experience of CP.

I've read a few reviews/reactions saying something along the lines of CP started as torture porn then CS Pacat realized that there could be a story that's why books 2 & 3 are narratively better compared to book 1 but no, the screenshots I posted just proved that CP had a story and that it was well planned right at the beginning which is extra amazing when you think about how it started as serialized fiction.

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sassykattery · 7 months

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Dollface Pt. 6

I think we all know where this is going.

CW: Main Character is afab, uses she/her pronouns. Profanity. Smut scene: fingering (f! receiving), piv, creampie. Use of gendered terms: reader called "lady". Size kink.

The main character is afab, uses she/her pronouns. This story is meant to be somewhat curvy/plus-sized reader insert, but the main character is given a physical description, but it's not crucial to the story or mentioned often after Part 1.

Themes: Romance. Magic. Adventure. Car sex. Smut. Diavolo x fem! MC. Fluff.

Characters: Main Character. Diavolo.

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Slowly, she turned and unbuckled her seatbelt, reaching toward the back and pulling on two pull tabs on the sides of the back seat, causing them to fold down.

Diavolo's hands began to wander her form, touching any and everywhere he could as she sat forward again. She suddenly giggled.

"You may have to crawl through the back. Go on, and I'll let you in," she said.

He got out and quickly walked around to the back where the hatch opened to reveal her on her hands and knees, the front two seats now also folded forward. Though he was still rather massive as he crawled in on top of her, this was more doable than just trying to fit in the backseat alone. The headroom was less than desirable, but it didn't matter too much as she closed the hatch and tugged him down to kiss his lips feverishly.

"This is what you wanted, yes?" She asked lustfully.

"More or less," he murmured playfully. "As long as I have you."

"You have me," she replied as her hands busied themselves into unbuttoning his shirt and pulling off his tie.

"Then that's all I'll ever need," he stated, kissing her neck. They scooted up as far as they could, allowing his long legs to stretch out, still much too tall. It was better when she laid up against the back of the passenger front seat.

"I want you, Dia," she whimpered into his ear as she kissed the lobe. He had her jeans down around just one of her ankles, spreading her legs out to plunge his fingers into her wet heat.

"Oh baby," he groaned, feeling her creamy wetness cover his digits, listening to the wet sounds they made.

"Mmmmmm, Dia," she let out a long moan.

"Is this what your friend thought you would be doing here?" He asked impishly in her ear.

She squirmed and smiled, her hips bucking into his hand. "No, but she'd be happy for me," she replied cutely.

"What a good friend," he murmured, fucking his fingers into her faster.

He slowed as she pulled her blouse off, unclasping her bra and laying it to the side. Working his way back up to a faster pace, he ducked his head down to kiss and lick her nipples, sucking on them as she arched her back from the sensation. Heat was already building in the small space, making it steamy and foggy on the windows.

Moving back up to her lips, he mumbled his praises to her. "You're amazing, my little darling. Treating me so well, letting me ravish you. You feel so good just in my hand." He cupped her pussy then, fingers still plunged deep within and curling them against her g-spot. She let out a much louder moan then, her core and inner knot tightening as her release approached faster and faster.

"Please, make me cum," she whimpered softly against his neck. He had lost his patience in that moment and quickly took his fingers away to unbuckle his belt, unbutton his slacks, and pull out his cock, already hard and so ready to plunge into her cunt. He stopped, remembering she couldn't see as her hands were blindly feeling what he was doing.

"I need you," he groaned. "I need to be inside you."

"Take me," she murmured hastily. He stopped and searched her face in the darkness. It wasn't often he was caught off-guard by his own emotions, but seeing her like this, so receptive of him, it was almost overwhelming.

"I love you," he stated more seriously. She couldn't see his expression, but the sincerity of his voice made the lustful haze dissipate for a moment.

"I... I love you, too," she said slowly. He could see the uneasiness at the revelation in her eyes, but the way she also relaxed made him realize she meant it, too.

He kissed her passionately then, taking hold of his cock again to angle it towards her entrance. The heat radiating off her cunt was so enticing, and the initial thrust in was an easy glide. She immediately clung onto him, her thighs clamped around his hips.

"Darling, relax for me," he murmured, using his free hand to slip under her head and cradle her while his fingers gently rubbed her scalp. "I'm here, I won't go anywhere."

Very slowly, she relaxed her body, still holding on but not quite as tightly. And, just as slowly, he began thrusting into her, her pussy opening up more and more to him. Even her moans sounded less strained, more open, and relaxed.

"Feels s'good," she mumbled, kissing his cheek. He was enthralled by the sweet gestures she did and made like that, or how her hands roamed his back and shoulders, curling her little fingers in his hair.

He hummed in reply, sliding his other arm underneath her back to hold her closer, as if they weren't close enough in this case.

"I promise to give you the world if you say you'll let me keep you," he murmured in her ear, nibbling on her lobe in return.

"I'm yours," she replied, one of her hands grabbing onto his shoulder blade, her nails digging into his flesh. He groaned and sped up, taking her right leg and hoisting it over his shoulder. She cried out then, feeling another rush of heat coming on to barrel another orgasm through her.

"I'm yours, my love, my sweet sweet girl," he replied, now pussydrunk and feeling his own orgasm approach.

"Cum with me," she mumbled into his ear. "I'm close."

"I will, baby, I promise," he grunted in reply, fucking her faster. The car had begun to rock the faster and harder he went. It was fairly evident to anyone who should pass by what was going on, like two teenagers at their first opportunity to be alone like this. Though, the pair were more fortunate that they were out in the country, somewhere private.

"I love you," she whimpered again, nuzzling her face into his. He melted at her unprompted words, feeling and hearing her sincerity course through his veins.

"I love you more," he murmured playfully again. She smiled in return, making his cock throb then as he got closer to the edge. For him, she didn't have to do much to turn him on or make him feel good. It was simply like she was made for him because every little thing she did and said just fueled his fire.

"Please, inside me," she commanded in a soft cry, tightening her hold again. He let her, knowing she felt her control slipping as they danced further and further away from the rational and closer to the euphoric side of life.

One of his hands quickly slid out from beneath her and back in between them to rub at her clit, giving her the extra stimulation.

"Yes! Yes, right there! Don't stop!" Her voice fell to a more quiet and strangled whimper.

"Come on, baby, give it to me," he growled, picking up the pace again and slamming into her. "So close."

"Diavolo!"

Her little wail was muffled into his shoulder, tears pricking her eyes as her vision went white. Feeling her walls begin to milk his cock, he finally let go and chased the pleasure burning his sanity. His grunts turned into moans, a slight whimper as his release finally sank in, driving his hips to surge forward and become still. A warmth filled her deeply, making her twitch more with each wave of bliss.

After taking a moment to come back to reality and gather in his senses, Diavolo felt her still trembling, clutching onto him like her life depended on it with her face buried in his shoulder.

He murmured her name a few times, trying to coax her into relaxing. It took several tries, but finally, she pulled back, letting him see her. She had a few tear stains on her cheeks, her makeup a bit ruined then.

"Are you okay? Did I hurt you?" He murmured quietly, caressing the side of her head.

"N-No..." she mumbled, somewhat in a daze and staring blankly.

"What happened?" He prodded further, anxious that he messed up.

"It's just... a lot. I'm emotional and... I'm sorry, I sound dumb," she tried to explain and then backpeddled.

"No, tell me. It was okay?"

"More than okay, it was amazing. I just experience it very intensely, on an emotional level," she answered, sounding more clear-headed.

"I see. I think that's endearing. I'm glad we have this connection," he answered. He then looked side to side, thinking of how to do the next part. "Is it okay if I remove myself?" He asked finally.

"Mhm," she affirmed, letting him go. He placed her leg back down slowly and pulled away, tucking himself back in and somewhat putting himself together. His attention was diverted when he saw her sit up on her elbows, wincing.

"I'm too old to do this in a car anymore," she grumbled. Her eyes popped open and she looked in the direction of the prince. "Well, not as old as you."

Diavolo growled playfully and snatched her into his arms, making her giggle and squeal as he sent his lithe fingers up and down her sides.

"And this old demon found a sweet, pretty little lady to steal away and keep all for himself for eternity," he stated in her ear using a flair of his demonic nature in his voice.

She instantly became still, staring into the darkness as her heartbeat quickened. He could feel the drastic change in her and started to backpeddle himself.

"I apologize for scaring you," he stated.

"I can't tell if that scared me or turned me on, to be quite honest," she replied a bit matter-of-factly.

"Both?"

"Both."

They then started laughing together, turning so they could hold each other on their sides, his arm under her head for support.

"I love your laugh, it's so authentic," he tried to compliment her. She raised a brow.

"That's a nice way of saying it's ugly," she bit back. His brows shot up and he panicked.

"No! That's not what I meant at all, it's just–" he saw her then smirk and he stopped.

"I'm teasing, big boy," she stated impishly. "I like yours too. It's contagious."

He sighed and used his free arm to pull her in closer.

"I can't believe this is real at times," he murmured to himself and her.

"Why?"

"I've lived a lonely life. It was only when my butler and the brothers came along that I felt like I had company, but still, they're at arm's length," he answered.

"Then you crave intimacy, romantic or platonic," she replied thoughtfully. He was quiet for a moment.

"I suppose so." The prince sat with it for a little bit before adding, "I don't want just sex with you. I desire intimacy from you in all its forms."

Her hand came to rest on his upper chest, just below his neck. She looked up at where she thought his eyes would be. "I hope you understand that I have a lot of love to give. I'm very loyal and desire closeness too. But you'll have to forgive me because, at times, I'm distant from having been abused in the past."

"I hope you choose to let me in so that I can help you," he replied. She nodded and nuzzled her face into his neck, sighing with content as he fully wrapped himself around her– well, as best he could after all.

After a little while, she finally sat up on her elbow and sighed. "We should probably head back," she declared. He kissed her forehead and hummed in agreement.

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Once back at her house, she led Diavolo to the spare bedroom on the opposite side of the house to her and opened the door. It was very late and her parents were well asleep then.

"You'll sleep here. I already put your clothes away, and if you need anything, just come get me," she explained. He walked in and turned.

"I don't get the pleasure of sleeping with you?" He asked, actually being serious.

She chuckled. "My parents are old-fashioned, so no," she replied. He nodded and looked at the bed.

"I understand, but I'll miss you," he stated sweetly. She approached and gave him a tight hug, to which he kissed the top of her head.

"Good night," she mumbled.

"Sweet dreams, my love."

After that, she closed the door and walked away, heading back to her room. She got settled and ready for bed, donning a sleep shirt and missing the prince as well.

It took only a few minutes of her laying in bed with her eyes closed that she felt the bed shift and a familiar and bulky presence next to her.

"This isn't your bed," she mumbled, turning to face the Demon Lord.

"Any bed that you're in is mine, too," he murmured playfully. "Plus, this one is bigger."

"I'm sorry that the other one is small. I can take that one and you can stay–"

"Darling, I just want to be next to you," he interrupted her.

"Fine, but don't think that my parents will believe you came in here because you were having nightmares or something," she mumbled sleepily, allowing him to pull her into his embrace. He scooted into the middle and pulled her mostly on top of him. His arms came to rest on her back, and he laid there feeling her breathing start to slow, little twitches of her body signaling she was falling asleep.

Diavolo enjoyed every minute of this. Her. Him. This. Them. Together. It was more wondrous than he could ever imagine, more intimate than he ever thought possible for someone like him. A soul so radiant and full of life that was somehow attached to his soulless being was able to show him love in ways he didn't know about.

He rubbed her back as he sat there thinking about her. Thoughts of home started to surface, but now he was starting to wonder about the possibilities before him. What if he never went back to the Devildom? Was he content to stay here, build a life with this human? He definitely couldn't part from her; that wasn't an option. But he wouldn't pressure her into going back home with him.

The Demon Lord imagined what it would be like to build such a life with her. Would they be like the movies? Would they have dinner with her parents once a week? Could he bond with them and come to see them as his family? As the years passed, they could buy a home and get some pets. He could get a job and spoil her rotten like he wanted to.

And before he knew it, he was asleep, too, imagining those things for himself.

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When she awoke the next morning, she felt around to find her bed empty. Driven by a wave of anxiety, she quickly got up and found her lounge pants before leaving her room. She immediately heard voices coming from the living room, and peaking around in the kitchen over the bar, she saw her father and Diavolo watching TV and conversing about...

"What an intriguing sport! So you play this, yes?" Diavolo asked enthusiastically. Her father immediately lit up and began going on about it.

"Sure, I play, but it's just a hobby. I'll never be a pro like these guys," he answered, pointing the remote at the TV.

"Well, certainly you are very knowledgeable and work very hard to improve your skill. I am sure you could play competitively if you really wanted to," the prince responded.

"Nah, too old. These kids are around my daughter's age and up, but you don't see too many old guys out there," her father stated.

Immediately, Diavolo's head turned when he heard the floorboard shift, knowing she was nearby.

"Well, good morning," the demon called out to her. She sheepishly came around and sat next to Diavolo, his arm instantly encircling her shoulders. He was wearing a black T-shirt, black jeans, and no socks, looking rather comfortable already.

"Morning," she mumbled, rubbing her eyes beneath her glasses.

"Your father was teaching me about golf. It's quite the sport! It requires a lot of concentration, planning, and forethought. It reminds me of chess in that way," Diavolo explained excitedly.

"Did he now..." she mumbled again, still not totally awake.

"Well, I'm gonna go run some errands. Good talkin' to you, son," her dad said, getting up and leaving the room.

Once he was gone, Diavolo excitedly turned to her, crossing a leg.

"I have some good news," he explained.

"That my dad called you son?" She asked sarcastically.

"No– well, yes, I enjoy that he sees me as familiar enough to call me that. Your father is a good man, I can tell," the prince replied happily. "But, no, my good news is my magic returned."

"Oh? It did? When?" She asked, looking surprised.

"This morning, I woke up in my demon form," he explained. She tilted her head in confusion.

"You couldn't before?"

"No. I tried to when I was in the dressing room yesterday, but I felt blocked from my magic," he replied.

"So... that means..." she trailed off.

Diavolo saw the look of uncertainty in her face and knelt down in front of her on the floor, taking her hands in his. "Yes, that means I can find my friends and go home, but I want to preface you with the fact I won't go without you. It's both of us or not at all."

She looked ahead into his eyes, seeing the truth in his golden gaze.

"Okay," she whispered.

He smiled and lurched forward to kiss her, his muscular arms encircling her frame.

"Do you want to see it? Me?" He asked, purring against her lips.

"Sure," she mumbled back, kissing his lips more.

He pulled away from her and completely sat back on his haunches. She sank back into the couch to watch. His hands rested on his thighs as he watched her intently. Like oil paint sliding of its canvas, his humanly form melted away, yielding an even taller and darker demon with bright red hair, black lines tracing over his abdomen, horns curling around his skull, and a set of draconic wings unfurling. His demon form outfit materialized in time with his disclosure.

"Oh," she whispered, barely audible.

"What do you think?" He asked, watching her reaction. Her eyes were wide, heart rate up, but her body started to lean in towards him. He watched as her eyes slowly trailed from the top of his head and down south, taking in every inch.

"You're... stunning..." she murmured in a low pitch. He became acutely aware of her body's reaction to his, clearly in a heightened state of arousal.

The human woman finally sat forward and reached out to him, to which he leaned forward in response to allow her access to him. She caressed his horn and trailed lower, her fingertips brushing over his burning skin. He was now also aware of his arousal for her, how she touched him.

"I, uh... I have a thing for monsters," she confessed suddenly, her eyes tracing the ink across his torso.

"No, really?" He teased. She finally met his gaze again with a burning flush on her cheeks. "You're dating a demon after all. I assumed you did."

She swallowed thickly and continued to let her eyeline fall, absorbing his muscular figure.

"What do you want?" He asked in a seductive tone, getting her attention.

"For you to make love to me," she mumbled bashfully.

He growled playfully then. "It would be my pleasure, and soon enough, it'll be yours, too," he murmured, sliding his hands beneath her to lift her off the couch into a bridal carry back to her room. She giggled and wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned into him.

She watched him as he walked, seeing the different lights bouncing off of his form. He collapsed his wings behind his back to walk, ducking his head underneath the doorways, as she realized he was definitely taller in this form.

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timetoeatthebread-blog · 5 months

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Thank you for the delicious food, I'm very much flattered you answered with the chapter, I actually got super giddy because of it haha

Good to hear ;-O

A filler chapter lol, I don't know what I was thinking about revealing that reader is from a different world should have kept it secret for longer, now it's awkward and cringey but I'll roll with it lol

Next chapter is going to make reader and phel closer I promise lol

Aphelios x Reader - "Dreaming of You" (Part 6)

“It’s more like I’ve read about it, Alune,” you took a deep breath and continued, “How much do you and Aphelios know about me?”

Alune gravitated towards you, closing the distance between the two of you. Her head tilted to the side and her hair soon followed. She soon answered your question. “Little Beam, Mother Moon sent you to us.”

“Well... I think Mother Moon meant that quite... Literally,” you took a deep breath, ready to explain everything and trying not to sound too crazy. “My guess would be that I’ve been somehow transmigrated or teleported to Ionia, honestly. From a faraway place, of course.”

Aphelios watched from the corner of his eye as the scene unfolded.

Alune closed the gap even more, seemingly excited as you revealed that tiny bit of information. She pressed her palms together and closed her eyes. “Mother Moon is amazing, isn’t she?”

Yeah, Alune wasn’t impressed with your information. Aphelios, however, looked straight at your form. No longer watching from the corner of his eye. He was waiting for you to continue.

“Yeah... Seems like she holds immense power.” You continued to walk, looking at your surroundings.

You were back on the original track, the night as vibrant as ever. Not much change could be seen, though. The mountains seemed endless, stretching across the vast field of vision presented before you. You focused on the feeling of the wind as you contemplated your next words.

“In my world... Runeterra is not real. It’s a story with multiple stories woven into it, deepening the world. So, I guess I’m knowledgeable about many things when it comes to Runeterra, although I can be clueless when it comes to some things.”

Okay, you lied about it being a part of a story, kind of... Since it’s originally from a game. But you doubted they knew what video games were and you were not ready to open that can of worms yet.

Alune mused, a quiet hum filling the air. Aphelios offered a raised eyebrow as he looked at you.

You just walked ahead, putting more strength into your steps.

“That’s interesting, Little Moonlight. Can you tell me more about the place where you come from?” Alune asked, enthusiasm in her voice as she flew in front of you, stopping you in your tracks.

“Sure... Where should I start?” You agreed to her request, ready to answer most questions that could be thrown your way.

You truthfully told her as much as you could about your own world. Information ranging from animals, to nature, to lack of magic and the language and different cultures. She seemed really hung up on the lack of magic, wondering how you could survive. Which led you down another rabbit hole, technology and other advancements humans made over the years.

Warm sunrays hit your skin as you made your way along the trail. You followed Aphelios obediently, depending on him to lead the way. With how effective today’s hike was, you were already halfway through the way to Weh’le. In turn, it meant that soon enough you would discover what Mother Moon has prepared for you.

As warm morning sun rays enveloped both you and Aphelios, you enjoyed the tranquility that took over your body. Alune eventually disappeared as she usually did around this time. There was only you and Aphelios at this point.

Since it was morning, it was time to find a safe space to rest. Not too far away from the main trail, not too sunny. You found a small butte some distance away, enough to cast a shadow over both of you.

As you placed your things on your right side, your legs could finally rest. Aphelios stood on your left.

He brought his right hand to his shoulder and massaged it, before leaning against the stone wall and sliding down, until he was finally sitting on the ground under his form. A sight left his lips as he relaxed.

“Hey, Aphelios.”

Aphelios looked in your direction, his head tilting to the side as he cranked his neck to look at you.

“Do you have any questions? About my world. Alune was quite curious, but if there’s anything you want to know, you can just ask.”

The man looked to the ground, thinking deeply before swinging his head from left to right, clearly signaling that he doesn’t have any questions. A hum leaves his mouth. He leans his head against the wall and closes his eyes, ready to rest.

#aphelios #aphelios x reader #fanfiction #league of legends x reader #lol x reader #fanfic #lol fanfic

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tare-anime · 1 year

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It's been a while since my last fanfic recommendation

The fandom is growing so fast that I can barely keep up with these fantastic authors!! My 'mark for later' list is growing so fast XD

I'm so happy.

One day I'll finish catching up with these fics I swear.

Now, as for the recs, as usual, most are TwiYor or Yor-centric. But I can't include all my faves here, cause the list will be too long (I put it In my AO3 bookmark in case you're interested). I'll just put fics that I can remember up until now.

Hurt/comfort my beloved:

A Lesson on Genuinity (From the Man of a Thousand Faces) by nellavee : End of series. Beautiful. Soft. Warm

To Have and To Hold by alcorBEI: Twilight get comfort from Yor, after chp 62

secrets by glacialdawn : Identity reveals with lots of fluff and warmth.

the semantics of being a liar by tusk : Something from Yor's past come back and haunted her. Loid comfort her, but during the process, they found comfort in each other. TwiYor hurt/comfort. Beautiful!

The Quintessential (Tentative) Guide to Wooing One’s (Fake) Wife by fishwrites (catefish) : TwiYor identity reveals. Fresh approach. hurt/comfort. slow burn

the people we choose by frazzledazzle : Identity reveals, Twilight realizes a bit too late.

Those Hands Were Meant To Love by Ahenix : beautiful slow realization coming from Twilight's POV. especially love chapter 4!

still we’re deep in each other’s hearts by Puolain : especially love chapter 3: Nurse Yor - soldier Roland

All the Things We Cannot Say by nightofnyx8 : Amazing political convo, amazing plot and plan. Protective Twilight. Dressing up to a ball. Sprinkle of action

a map of every blade by nire : Twilight knows Yor is the Thorn Princess. Identity reveal

A Mother's Eyes by Newt : Loid describing Anya's mother at Yor.

Scentless by gatonero : Yor recieving love from the family

And Wondered Why They Never Had The Chance To Lose You? by OrcPaladinArthur : Identity reveals, intense actions, Yor centric with help from others.

Yor Whumps:

Nursing a Wounded Rose by JojoKimori : yor's injured. Loid (and Anya) take care of her. Warm. fluff. cute.

when they laugh & when they sing by sarsaparillia : identity reveals. Yor nearly died, Twilight finally realizes something.

out sick by aerequets : Yor is sick, Loid take care of her. A nearly identity reveal.

End of the Thorn Princess by SolidEye2014 : Amazing action and intense scene.

Enough by LetTheBodyFall : My type of Yor appreciation fic. From Loid's POV

What if we could risk everything we have by deonideatta : Yor comes home one night with a gunshot wound on her shoulder.

AUs:

person of interest by suchmadness : Soulmate AU. Beautiful!!

even when we're not together (will you stay with me?) by JaMills: Body switch soulmate AU

where you are I wanna be by JaMills : Soulmate body switching. Finally TwiYor meet

How I Met Your Daughter by Tuntunaa : What if. Comedy. Anya-Yor moments. Hilarious

Partners in Crime by myriadofthings : A wonderful AU, smart changes in using canon material. Awesome ending scene

Lilies Are For Liars by Ahenix : TwiYor flower shop AU. Beautiful!!

Pistols & Thorns Go Together Sometimes by peachycarat : nemies to lover? AU where TwiYor just love to tease each other so much

First Name Basis by smallestsenpai : Criminal AU. one shot

Others:

Maybe in a better world by Kiarata : Twilight and Silvya reminishing their past and present days. Beautiful.

A Girl and Her Pooch by UserningName : cute Yor-Bond moments

push and pull by hoegeta : Loid slowly acknowledging his feelings. Beautiful.

May I Have the Honor of Asking You To dance? by fruit_punch_samurais : Yor teach Loid to dance.

Yor kills a spider by myriadofthings : Yor afraid of bugs, comedy

Breathe by Musiciati : Yor and Fiona having a talk in a stuck elevator

Pillow Fort by GigglySquiggily : Super cute Forger pillow fort in rainy day.

Matchmaker Bond by RyuuNoKami : Bond being the matchmaker. So so cute!!

Oh, Your Smile (Brightens My Life) by RachelLyseBrook : Impeccable world building. Ken/Anya friendship. amazing Ken character building. MCD

You Should Quit While You're Ahead, Methinks by zorinus : Fiona tries to ruin TwiYor relationship and failed. Hilarious!!

Turning Down The Mission (or, Operation Honey-Trappe) by audacious_stranger : Loid choose to be faithful and decline a job. Best hubby ever!

listen close and you’ll hear, there’s still love in the silence by toastedside : Glimpses of the Forgers through the year, as told by third party.

And of course, shameless self-promotion of these two latest fics of mine, which are my entries for TwiYor Week 2022:

Little Things About You by Tare : Identity reveals, hurt/comfort

Grilled Bear by Tare : Fated lovers, food as language of love

#spy x family #fanfic recommendation #fic rec #loid forger #yor forger #anya forger #twiyor #yorlight #bond forger

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