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rookiesbookies · 5 months

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Captain John MacTavish x His wife x Sergeant Johnny 'Soap' MacTavish

I dont know how it would happen but i'm imagining sweet little Johnny ‘Soap’ Mactavish meeting Captain MacTavish and his wife. I guess this is me rewriting what happened bc Im made we’ll probably never see Neil as his boy again.

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Smut smut smut under the cut for my lovely mutual @shotmrmiller of my John and his wife meet sweet little Johnny au thing.

Also @glitterypirateduck this one is for you and #soapitup

“Bhean,” he whispers loudly, following it with squirrel noises, motioning for her to follow. She walks out of the recreational room. He nuzzled bis face into her neck, letting her know he was nervous about what he was going to say. “I'm getting serious deja vu.”

“Talk to me, Goose.” A shameless quote of their favorite date night movie from when they dated made his nervous face crack a smile.

“I have this crazy memory,” he mumbled into her neck, she always worried he’d hurt himself craning it down like that so often.

“What about, don’t leave me on cliff hangers, Mr. MacTavish.”

“Do you remember our first time together?”

“Skiing or fucking? Because I remember both very well.” He chuckled at her bringing up his failed skiing attempts from a vacation they went on.

“Making love, Bonnie.” He hummed, “would you believe me if I told ya it’s because I had done it before?”

“Considering baby you told me he’d call me mommy? Yes. Yes, I would.” She hummed. “You also found my clit really fast which makes that really reasonable in retrospect.”

“What if, like my future self taught me at that stage, we teach him how to make love to you so he can charm you with the monster.” It came out more as a question, making his nerves hammer against his chest. He was more than sure he beloved wife would say yes, but he didn’t want to risk making her uncomfortable or saying it wrong.

“He does really want to impress me,” she mumbled. “Fine. But there’s ground rules.”

“Of course, Mo chridhe, anything.”

“Just the tip, you know how I am about hygiene. I don’t fully try young you to keep everything clean. He swears to secrecy and if I ever think for a second he mentions this im ending his blood line. And you stay with us. You are my husband after all, not the boy.” The Captain nodded with every word. He’d make sure. He knew the Sergeant would want no harm to come to his future wife, and the Captain didn’t need a scorched relationship.

“Thank you, Mo leannan, it’s what helped me keep up hope I could lock you down when I met you when I was his age.”

“So it was a memory and more than deja vu?” She asked with a raised brow.

The Captain just simply nodded, planting a kiss on her temple, “you’d tell me if you wanted to back out right? If it made you uncomfortable?”

“John.” She was serious, she never called him just ‘John’. “I expect the same from you. And you’d know I’d never keep that from you.”

She reached up to his face and gently rubbed it. He melted just a little bit into her touch. “I assume you don’t plan to do this on base?”

“No, but that’s the hard part.” “I’ll handle it, go tell the mini you,” she said softly, planting a kiss before walking away.

The Captain sighed and let his shoulders relax, he knew he was so lucky to have her. The sergeant was about to be the lucky one though.

He made his way down the hall and stole his past self from a conversation with Gaz. “My wife and I have decided to give you an opportunity to learn more about her.” He said in a low deep voice. “I will be teaching you about her body so you can please her but there are ground rules she set and a few of my own.” Once he covered his wife’s, he got on to his own, “do not bite her, dig your nails into her, or ignore me if I tell you to do something. No coming inside either and don’t try anything.” Sergeant Soap nodded along, “I’m not sure you’re actually listening, sergeant.” The Captain growled. Soap’s eyes went wide, “Captain me, sir, I prayed last night for an opportunity to feel her skin, honestly I was just expecting to be allowed to shake her hand.” The younger Soap grumbled, “believe me, I’m all ears.” “And none of that ‘I have a latex allergy so I can’t wear condoms’ crap. I know we don’t have that allergy. You will be wearing one.” “You’re so no’ fun,” Soap mumbled. “Fine.”

The Captain didn’t entirely know how he felt about the kid creaming his wife. Sure, it was him, but it was a younger, rowdier, dumber him and not his same body. Getting married meant he was the only one allowed to cream pie his wife, and yes, it is a version of him, it wouldn’t be the same as him doing it. Even if his wife is on birth control and enjoys them, he knows he’d get jealous, way too jealous. Besides it’s his job anyway, he signed a paper to be able to do it, and this kid version gets to just randomly do it.

“So when do I get to show mo bhean how a younger body is better to make love with?” Sergeant asked, patting his older self on the back. This made the Captain flip until the voice of an angel spoke up.

“Ya mean when you meet yer own damn wife. Ya wee-” the Captain’s rage was cut off. “Tomorrow night. I’ll be there ahead of schedule to prepare, my husband will drive you.” She said, walking past the two with effortless grace and a sway of her hips. She flicked a piece of hair back over her shoulder.

The next 24 hours were full of different forms of tension for younger Soap. He was eager, so eager, almost too eager in the Captain’s eye. The Captain’s raging jealousy made him almost want to shut down the whole thing.

When he loaded the sergeant and himself into the old truck he sighed. “Remember the rules?” “Of course.”

“Can’t believe you still own this truck.” “She’s carried me through a lot.” “When you meet YOUR wife, she’ll appreciate it. Square bodies are her favorites.”

The rest of the drive was small talk. The sergeant saw a notification appear on the Captain’s phone and snatched it up, since the captain was driving. He back read the short conversation from this morning between the Captain and his wife, who had been the notification. ‘Mo chridhe you better not warm yourself up on that clarty vibrator’

‘You expect him to be able to get me warmed up enough?’

‘Its a teaching experience, mo leannan’

‘I don’t want to make him wait too long, I remember how impatient you were <3’

“Does she think ima div?” Soap looked at the Captain and asked. “Reading my personal texts? Real professional, ya eejit.”

“Does she think I can’t make her feel good? Or make her feel like she’s on Eccie?”

“No, she just doesn’t want you to wait too long. She does this. I bought it for her first time I left on a long mission, now she uses it to take away the fun part of getting her warmed up.”

“So she thinks I'm a fandan.”

“Dinnae fash yersel.” The Captain sighed, “we’re here and the least ya can do is make her feel good as a thank you.”

When he dragged his younger self into the hotel room, it finally set in that he was going to be cucked. By a younger him. Fucking his wife.

He knocked on the door twice and it kind of felt like his wedding night all over again. There she stood in a silk robe, eyes only on him with a gentle and soft smile. It's a smile she only gave when she was nervous, he gave a similar smile back to let her know he felt the same. It was subtle, but he reminded him this was indeed his beautiful wife.

“Go strip in the bathroom and sit down in the chair when you’re done, we need to talk.” The Captain said sharply.

“Aye aye Captain,” the sergeant mumbled, walking into the bathroom.

The Captain’s hands immediately found his way to his wife’s hips.

“Are you nervous?” He asked, holding her close with his mouth near her ear between kisses he placed in her hair.

“Of course,” she said softly into his chest.

“Do you need to back out? We can leave and forget all about this if you need.”

“Do you need me to want to back out?” She asked soft, turning her head to look up into his eyes.

“No, I don’t think so, mo bonnie lass.” He said, planting a kiss on her forehead. “Give me a safeword to give him and a safeword for emergencies.”

“Two levels of safe words?”

“Just in case I don’t hear the first one, he’s kinda loud.” She giggled and placed a kiss on his neck.

“Bubbles for him and Soap for emergencies.”

“My old callsign?”

“I never call you anyway,” she said softly, wrapping her arms around his neck.

“Can I undress you and keep that privilege to myself?” All he needed was the little nod she gave before he moved to untie the robe.

The lace blue bra she had been taunting him with with the matching panties drove him crazy. She ran her hands up and around his chest as his opened the clasp with one motion and undid the hooks holding the straps over her shoulders so she didn't have to remove her hands from his torso.

He sunk down lower as he planted sloppy kisses down her body and removed her underwear. Lovely pacing a kiss at her lower lips before trailing bite marks backup as the Sergeant exited the bathroom.

“I thought you said I couldn’t bite!” He accused as he watched the Captain leave a hickey on his wife’s chest.

“YOU can’t, I can.” This made the younger Soap look offended. The Captain smirked at the Sergeant’s face. “My wife, remember. Not yours.”

His wife just ran her fingers through his slightly grown out mohawk, a means to sooth him.

Captain MacTavish moved to his wife’s ear and whispered softly, “may I told yer hand through this, mo ghraidh?”

“Gu sìorraidh is gu bràth,” she said back, pointing to the tattoo on her collarbone. When Soap heard it he almost fainted.

“She knows the language?” Sergeant Johnny asked.

The Captain hummed, pulling his mouth away from the dark hickey he was leaving on her neck, “learned a little bit for me.”

The Captain gave his younger self a once over before landing a sarcastic remark as his eyes landed on the bush, “glad to know you haven’t started shaving yet.”

“You trim?”

“Occasionally,” the Captain pulled his waistband down a bit, nuzzling into his wife, “I wax for special occasions. Yer lucky I found one who doesn’t care.”

The Captain locked his fingers with his wife’s, gently herding her to the bed. He laid her down gently and got her into a good position, shoving a few of the lousy pillows under her waist to offer a better angle.

“How are you?” He asked softly, rubbing his thumb over the back of her hand. “Ready as I can be,” she said with a soft giggle, as he bent down to plant a kiss on her lips.

“Sergeant, come here.” The Captain commanded, pointing at the foot of the bed, his wife couldn’t help the laugh that escaped her as she dropped her hand over her face. The Captain moved his wife’s knees apart with his free hand, the other still lovingly holding her’s. Johnny got on his own knees as John commanded him as he spread his wife’s pussy lips apart with his fingers. “Ya see that?”

“Yes.”

“Yes, sir,” John corrected Johnny. He basically gave his younger self a tour of his wife’s softest pieces. Telling Johnny her favorite things that he does and what she reacts best to. Johnny was so enthralled with her body he could move his eyes anywhere else. Especially when John put his fingers inside and curled them suddenly making her gasp so Johnny knew how far in her g spot was. The way her body jolted and softly raised as the gasp left her lips was his new favorite thing. He was so jealous he didn’t have her yet. That she wasn’t his wife yet, that he didn’t have the liberty to mark her body yet. “Get to work,” the Captain said, patting Johnny. He didn’t need to say it twice because Johnny went right in.

The wife brought her free hand down to her mouth to hold in the gasps and moans as Johnny ate so eagerly. John was usually slow and sensual, to the messy and a vehement eating that was happening at her core was a much different sensation. John gently pulled her hand away.

“Checkin in with ya, are ya doing good?” he asked his lovely wife. Her eyes couldn’t focus, her mouth gaping and shutting.

She gave a nod and a hum as her body started to clench as Johnny inserted fingers between her legs and curled, making her body lurch towards the sky and gasp. The Captain gently placed kisses on her face, her velvety cries just make Johnny want to do it again. “She’s even prettier from this view,” Johnny mumbled, spreading her apart with his fingers.

“She donnae like condoms but imma make ye wear one anyway,” Captain Mactavish told his younger self before placing a kiss to the forehead of his flushed wife, still coming down from her orgasm as her husband ran his fingers through her hair as her breathing slowed with her closed eyes. John threw the condom at Johnny, who quickly rolled it on before standing up. “Donnae force it in, go in slow.”

Johnny positioned himself, putting one of the lovely wife’s ankles to his shoulder before giving it a soft kiss. He didn’t dare pull her down the bed like he would have normally done, he walked on his knees to meet her. Hands sliding down her legs to lift her ass, one he saw as so perfect.

He slowly slid it in as John kissed his wife’s face, holding her hand. She was more than used to John’s dick by now, but she was far from used to Johnny’s pacing. So much energy and stamina, not to say John didn’t have it but John was definitely more about making love than he was about fucking or just having sex.

Once she started to grind her hips, Johnny’s face lit up and he immediately started a toe curly, back arching pace. His tip bullied her g spot, making her mouth fall open but no sound falling from her lips.

John cooed at her as Johnny bullied her soft parts, not caring about his own pleasure, solely the pleasure of this goddess in front of him. Once he was sure he had found the spot, Johnny folded her a bit more to hit it a bit deeper, making sure everything was dragging against her.

The only thing that left her were whines, she felt her melted brain might just spill out her ears as the white, staticy heat built up.

A nice ring built up around Johnny’s cock as he began to roll his hips. Her pulsating cunt milked him so much he felt an almost numbness in his fingers as all he could do was hold her and roll his hips as she let out a broken moan and came. Her husband’s voice echoing around her head with praises and loving words.

It was down right impossible for Soap to not come from her body's pulsations so he did. He wished it hadn’t been into a condom but he was grateful he just got the chance.

John gave him a look and Johnny took it knowingly, going to get a warm and damp towel. He handed it to John who began to clean his wife up, nodding to Johnny to let him know he could leave.

Johnny didn’t know it was so John could reclaim his wife with some slow sensual sex and lots of love bites.

John, unlike Johnny, was going to come inside. Johnny looked at the photo he had taken of himself with the wife of Captain John from the night prior, "I'm going to marry you. Yer the one I've been looking for."

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persefolli · 10 months

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𝐀𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐬

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐓𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐢 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐉𝐚𝐤𝐞, 𝐍𝐞𝐲𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐢

𝐩𝐭. 𝟑 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐎𝐥𝐝 𝐅𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐒𝐚𝐠𝐚

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐍𝐞𝐲𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐢 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥, 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭

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“Let me speak with Jake.” You said as soon as the guards came for your daily ration of food. The clan members had separated and locked you up away from Tonowari.

“No can do.”

“Do you want to make an enemy out of me?”

“You were made an enemy as soon as you stepped foot on forest grounds.” He threw some utensils at your feet and walked off.

You hissed and turned around.

“Mawey Y/n.” You heard Tonowari say in the distance. He was locked up as well, separated from you.

“I'm not going to-!” You began to shout but took in a deep breath. “This is not right!”

“I am just as confused and angry as you are.”

You huffed and took a seat on the cold cavern ground. Tonowari being grounded in this situation made you see that you were indeed acting irrationally. When your trial occurs you would stand before Jake, and explain to him that it was all a misunderstanding. Honestly, if he didn’t leave you wouldn’t be in this situation.

While you and Tonowari were rotting away in a cell, Jake was strolling around the village, helping some na’vi that needed to be aided. Neytiri had instructed all guards and council members to not notify Jake about the arrest, but Jake already had a gut feeling that something was wrong.

Why?

The villagers were acting quite strange. As soon as he helped one member of the clan, another issue would arise. This wasn’t him complaining, since he was the Olo’eyktan, but why today of all days.

“Olo’ekytan!” A young soldier walked up to him. “They have been fed for the day.”

“Who’s been fed for the day.”

The young warrior's face dropped. “Uh..the direhorses.”

Jake stared at the warriors as he chuckled nervously and scurried away. Jake stood still for a few moments, determining if that interaction should confirm his suspicions that everyone was acting strange.

He knew he couldn’t ask Neytiri, he didn’t trust her. That meant he would have to figure this out on his own.

---

On another part of the mountains, Neytriri stood pacing in an area as a clan leader watched. She had both you and Tonowari in her custody, yet she was anxious. She didn’t think this out thoroughly enough.

Ignoring the invitation to the clan meeting just wasn’t enough to keep you two, and it certainly wouldn’t be smart to kill you.

She didn’t want to hurt you guys, she just wanted Jake to forget. He stayed on Pandora because of her, so how come you and Tonowari got the happy ending with him?

“I can’t let them go, that would just start an even bigger war.”

“We were supposed to put them on trial, Neytiri.”

“Jake is supposed to be present for stuff like that!” She seethes. “He can’t even know they’re here.”

The clan leader sighed, clearly beginning to get irritated with Neytiri's back and forth with the whole situation. She was so determined to bring the two of you down, now that it happened, she was having second thoughts.

“I have an idea….but this may not go the way you think.” The clan leader spoke up,

Neytiri looked at him, before nodding.

---

You were woken up at night. Waking to see navi warriors holding torches and inching closer, one of them holding wrist ties.

You allowed them to tie your wrists tightly, and yank you into the open cavern. You saw Tonowari already standing there, looking ashamed once making eye contact with you. It wasn’t often you saw him vulnerable like this, and you knew he felt defeated for not being able to protect you. You mouthed the words ‘I love you’ before being shoved forward and guided by some na’vi warriors.

They escorted you two down the mountains, touching down in the forest before stopping at an opening.

Neytiri emerged, wearing her war paint. She had her bow slung across her body and the basket of arrows on her shoulder.

“Neytiri-” You began, but she hissed, intending to shut you up, but you did the opposite.

“I beg of you. I don’t know what I have done to offend you, but I ask of you to release Tonowari. The Metkayina need him.”

“No-” Tonowari stepped forward, causing the na’vi to hoot and stop him by crossing two spears to block his path.

“Tonowari I need you to stop being noble for once and let me handle this!” You snapped. You didn’t mean to be so harsh about it, but this was a stressful situation for the both of you, and for once you wanted Tonowari to be selfish and put himself first.

“Please. Tsahik to Tsahik. Let him go.” You watched as Neytiri’s face contorted. Uh Oh. You had forgotten that her mother was still alive, so she was not yet Tsahik. It was an insult.

“We’re taking both of you. No loose ends.” Is all she said.

Your heart dropped. They weren’t gonna let either one of you go, and it would only be a matter of time before the situation escalates and a possible war outbreak.

They nudged you forward, prompting you to walk a few feet behind your husband. They had the two of you walking for what seemed like hours, and the terrain became less and less recognizable the further you got.

The trees became less voluptuous and the ground looked dryer. The grass began to disappear and loud booms echoed from in front of you. After a few more steps, everyone halted. You leaned to the side, looking past Tonowari and gasping at the sight.

Sky People.

Large and heavy machinery rolled around as it seemed like they were building something. Everything was metal, and dirty.

Neytiri took a large breath, and looked towards the clan leader she had discussed earlier.

“There’s no turning back.” He said.

Neytiri nodded and marched forward, you, Tonowari, and the rest of the warriors in tow.

It seemed that the Sky People were fascinated at the entrance, stopping what they were doing to watch the parade of na’vi. You all headed to the large building that rested in front of you. It made you anxious, shivers running through your veins. You wanted Tonowari, you needed him, to be in his arms, but unfortunately he was as stuck as you.

At the entrance, a woman in military gear and a mask stood next to a tall na’vi man in military gear.

You watched your husband tense in front of you.

“Well if it isn’t the man who speared half my crew.” The na’vi said with a toothy grin.

“I’ll do it ten times over if I have to.” Tonowari said darkly.

“Save it ... .I see you brought your wife.” He said smiling, a country accent seeping through. He walked past Tonowari and leaned down to face you.

“Nice to meet ya, i’m an old friend of your buddy here.” He nodded towards Neytiri.

“She is no buddy of mine.”

“Oh!” He said surprised. “Well I'm sure me and you will get quite acquainted, we have some history between me and your dear husband.”

“And who do you think you are?!”

“Miles. Miles Quaritch.”

----

Jake sat in his home alone, holding a pen and some paper. He was writing again, to you, and Tonowari. It would upset Neytiri, but he missed the both of you dearly.

He’s felt a weight on his shoulders the past few days. Neytiri was vague with him, and the visiting clan leaders seemed tight-lipped.

It was only safe to assume she was having an affair,

Jake wiggled his hand, looking down at the pathetic excuse of an apology that was written in front of him. He was determined to finish this letter tonight, and he was going to send it to you. He didn’t need a response from you, but if he knew you got it, he would be content for the time being.

As he sat, he became uncomfortable with the silence. There were far too many things that were nagging at him. He decided to get up and nip that eerie feeling in his stomach, exiting his home.

First he had to find that young warrior, the one who looked especially nervous to talk to him a few days ago.

It didn’t take long to find the young warrior, seeing him standing on the outskirts of the village, attentive, seemingly on the lookout. His eyes widened seeing Jake approach, gulping and avoiding eye contact.

“Show me those direhorses you fed.”

𝐀/𝐧: 𝐏𝐭. 𝟒 (𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭) 𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐰𝐨

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nyx-is-missing · 4 months

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SUNSET PART 2

Or a pretty bad doctor

Clarisse La Rue x Cassandra De Young (oc! Apollo's kid)

Summary: Clarisse is going to colect her dept, by treating her wounds with a very bad doctor. Or the one when Clarisse likes to taunt people.

Warnings: that time when you actually stop to think about your own life, mentions (one) of blood, confident Clarisse (she likes to taunt pretty girls, even when they are bad doctors)

(We actually get a clarisse pov today!)

Part 1 is here!

There were exactly seven demigods in the Apollo's cabin this afternoon.

An absurdly low number for a summer everyday, but considering im early, this must be common.

I've never seen camp so empty, its feels like another reality if im being honest, nobody saw when me and Clarisse walked in togheter, nor when she walked with me to the front of my cabin, and dropped the suitcases on the grass and started to walk towards her own cabin.

"Hey Clarisse! ....thank you! I wouldnt have made it withou-" she turned her head to me

"You owe me, dont forget that."

Like she would allow me to, why children of Ares got no patience? Or like, actually willingness to be sociable? They cant act like that with everybody, can they?

This was the first time i actually got space in this cabin, as well as the first time i could pick my own bed and place all my things calmly, is this how castor and pollux live everyday? Lucky them.

I mean, i love my siblings, but we are too many to such limited space.

And as much as that does leads us to somewhat funny situations, we are still too many, with too few bathrooms and mirrors.

Being like this allowed us to breathe, and think slowly, as if a person who lived his whole life in the busy city moved to a town who was mostly farm.

And that was when i started to miss the mess my siblings made when we were all togheter, when i actually had time to stop and think.

I cant even imagine the things my grandpa is saying about me, how he must be trying to poison the family against ourselves, he does that even when the smallest things dont go his way, and right now, the whole family must think of me as if i am Queen Mary I, and they are the protestants im trying to burn alive.

I didnt go to dinner that night, nor to the campfire, i wouldnt manage to eat without feeling dizzy after, and i was sure i was not in the mood for singing that night.

I just showered, put my pajamas on, grabbed a book, layed on my bed and hoped that time ran faster.

Coming to camp earlier had its benefits, at least to me, pick the bed, be aware of any new faces earlier, train more (with people who could actually be named opponents, wich just meant they had better sense of combat than a inflatable doll from a gas station) and of course, run away from insufferable family members who i had to face for nine months, to see more insfferable family members who i'll still have to face for three months.

Funny.

I just wouldnt expect to see her there too.

She always likes to spend some days of her rich girl summer life in her family's yatch, or shopping..not that i keep track of her life, i know very little, but i do know that she likes to get to camp when its already messy, people all around, shooting arrows, swimming, painting, fighting, singing and all, but this year she was here early and with a strange look on her face.

It was just..weird.

I didnt felt right.

But what surprised me the most was she asking for my help, and being in dept with me.

She didnt even looked at me in a normal day.

I think there is something to do with her family, they look at me, almost always with a ugly face, and then they keep her away from me.

So, she speaking to me was a surprise.

But to be honest, if i hadnt saw her earlier, i wouldnt even know she was here, i mean, she didnt left her cabin all...not that i kept track of that, but still, unsual, especially for a Apollo kid, they always love to be out and about under the sun.

But then, the whole afternoon? Nothing

Dinner? Nothing

Campfire? Nothing

At night when i went to practice a bit more with my sword? Nothing

She better not have run away, because she is still in dept with me, and im going to collect it right now.

It was late, but the cabin still had a small light coming from inside.

Strange, all of the cabins had their lights out, they were sleeping.

I knocked on the door, waited and knocked again, after a few seconds a sleepy Cassandra oppened the door, rubbing her eyes and taking a few seconds to realize what was happening.

Then she looked down, and saw me holding my own arm to stop the blood.

"Already?" She looked at me again, and started to tie her hair up, it always amazed me how in every situation she was her.

If people didnt knew she was a demigodess, they would probably think she never even stepped in earth ground, that she never had to share, or suffered any problems at all, her family raised her to be little miss perfect, and little miss perfect she was, even when what she was wearing looked like it came straight out of a beach party, she made it look like designer clothes, she looked expensive, always.

"You said whenever, today is whenever too" i said, walking in when she stepped aside to give me space to enter. "Wait, where are your siblings?"

"We were only in seven today, and since the camp is empty, they are probably sleeping with their friends, or boyfriend and girlfriends." She looked around, probably for a first aid kid.

"What about you? Nobody invited little miss magazine cover for a sleepover?" She grabs a kit and sits at one bed, starring at me...oh right, i sit down by her side.

"Im not in the mood for that tonight, Clarisse"

"Based of the fact you are still fully d-"

She stomped her feet on the ground

"Do you always have to be like this? Thats why my family wont let me talk to you! Im not in the mood for jokes, for sleepovers and specially for us to keep stinging each other" she oppened a little alcohol bottle, to clean the wounds i think.

"Oh they wont let you? so you wanted to? That-AH WHY?" I screamed when she just poured the alcohol straight into the cut

"Okay that didnt hurt....a lot, youre being dramatic, also, enough of that talk" she said while cleaning my cuts with a piece of cotton. "Now, we dont have nectar or ambrosia in here, and going to the infirmary is to risky..but you have small cuts, i think this will do....dontfinditweird... please"

"Why would i find it weir-" i was cut mid sentence by her giving a small kiss in my arm, and starting to bandage me right away, though i did saw some of my cuts getting better. "Im sorry, you do that since when?"

"Its..been a time, i just never used it because, you know, going around kissing random demigod's wounds would be, weird and unhygienic" she holded a finger up, and then a second, as if counting the reasons. "But hey, you are all set, and you should go, before anyone notices the lights on"

"Hey they were on before i even came in" i got up, and so did she, gathering all the used stuff and throwing them in the bin by the side of the bed.

"True, i was reading before, and fell asleep...i guess thank you... in a certain way, if you hadnt came here they would stay on the whole night and the chance of my siblings getting caught being out of the cabin was huge.." i looked around, "The song of Achilles" was it was half open on one of the beds.

"Greek myth retelling?" I ask walking towards the door, she just hums in agreement.

"A pretty good book, you should try to read it...i dont know if you like books very much but.. yeah"

"Maybe, tell me when you finish it, ill see if im in the mood for it" i open the door and put a step outside, but before i trully left i said "You are a pretty bad doctor, you know? Not even treating all the wounds, my lips are also cut" i watched her face go from confusion to realization in a second

"Clarisse! you-"

I slammed the door.

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agi-ppangx · 10 months

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Hi!

So, I'm not much of words, that's why I prefer giving ideas rather writing, sooooo...

Can you do something like: meeting 14 year old Jeongin (while reader is 14 as well) while reader was in a holiday with her family (younger brother included that is reader's partner in crime). They meet on the beach while both of them are in holiday and they find out they're soulmates (y'know those tiktok vids of finding who your soulmate is..? Something like that happened as well, maybe, just maybe, they have a soulmate sign that colors when the two soulmates make eye contact?). First kiss with him, as well as first love, but they drift off because reader was going back home, however he gives reader something for reader to remember him.

If you will do this, I also have an idea for a pt.2 bcs imagination is something I am full of. :)

Anyway, thanks!❤️

💭i could never forget you

pairing: yang jeongin x fem!reader

an: hii omg im so sorry you had to wait for so long !! i was struggling a little with this one, because i actually haven't really seen those tiktoks and i had to do lots of research so i apologise in advance if this is not what you had in mind :(( but!! i really hope you enjoy it<3 please let me know what do you think about it and thank you for this idea, it was a challenge but a very pleasant one<3 also please don't mind any grammar mistakes and typos

“ynnnn!” your brother whined right into your ear. you closed your book with a dramatic thud and looked up at him. his hair was wet - he must’ve just come out of the ocean - and he was staring at you with a huge pout on his face. “i’m bored,” he mumbled when he finally had your attention. you raised your eyebrows. “okay? what am i supposed to do about it?” you teased him, though you exactly knew he wanted you to just do something with him. your attempt to mess with him was met with yet another whine and you giggled at that, but proceeded to get up. “fine, what do you wanna do?” you asked, looking at your parents who were sunbathing right next to you, but didn’t seem to care too much about your plans. “let’s dig a hole here,” your brother pointed to a free part of the beach. you stared at him - you could’ve expected something like this. “and then let’s fill it with water.” you blinked, a bit confused. you were pretty sure you saw something like this on the internet a while ago and it didn’t end up positively. you thought about it a little and decided that, in fact, it's not a good idea. “okay, let’s do it then,” you picked up a plastic shovel and stuck it in the sand.

an hour later and at least four reprimands from your parents the size of the hole was satisfying for both your brother and you. “now - you’re gonna stay here and keep an eye on the hole. i’m gonna go for some water,” your brother ordered and you saluted him jokingly, but obeyed nonetheless. you sat on the sand right next to the hole, breathing in the salty air and letting the wind mess your hair a bit. you observed people around you - an old couple feeding each other pieces of watermelon, the lady holding a tissue under her husband’s chin, and a younger couple, swimming together and splashing the water on each other, their laughter echoed all over the beach. you smiled to yourself slightly, deep inside wishing for a life like this in the future. you were young, so you still had time to find your soulmate. after all, your parents met when they were way over twenty years old and your aunt found her soulmate in her thirties. on the other hand, your friend from school accidentally met her soulmate when she was ten and the way she was bragging about the “beauty of the world in colours” was making you so incredibly jealous that you had no choice but to wonder when it was your turn.

you were brought back to reality when you noticed a boy running towards the deep hole you dug. he was chasing a frisbee, his eyes so fixated on it that he didn’t even notice that something’s wrong and he kept running. you quickly got up and jumped into the hole to catch the boy before he could hurt himself. he let out a loud yelp when he slipped but you wrapped your arms around his torso. you helped him to get out of the hole and when he did, he turned around and reached out to you to help you get out of the hole, but as you were about to stretch your arm your eyes crossed and you swore the whole world stopped. you dreamt of this moment since you can’t remember when. you often wondered - did it hurt? was it overwhelming? you had so many questions, but were too scared to voice them. but now you knew. it was almost magical, you were now drowning in the boy’s brown eyes, his black hair was tousled by the wind. you took his hand in your and let him help you, never breaking eye contact. when you were finally out of the hole, you just stood there, hand in hand with the boy, both of you too astonished to even say a word. you didn’t know how much time passed, you were too focused on your soulmate standing right in front of you.

your mother’s voice made you finally snap from this whole trance. you dropped the boy’s hand and looked at her. she looked mad. “yn, that’s enough, i told you to stop this whole digging! someone could’ve gotten hurt. apologise to this young man right now and fill the hole with sand. and for god’s sake, find your brother before he does something silly again,” she exclaimed, sounding more and more defeated with each word. she rubbed her eyes and went back to lay on the blanket. your attention was brought once again to the boy. “where are you staying?” you asked him in a hushed tone. he pointed a finger at one of the hotels by the beach. the same as you. “let’s meet at the reception at 7, okay? i think we have to talk about… this,” you added, doing a weird gesture with your hand. he nodded, still in shock. “i’m jeongin,” he stuttered finally. “i’m yn,” you introduced yourself and hesitantly started walking towards the shore to look for your brother, leaving jeongin alone.

your friend was right - the world in colour is breathtaking. you’d spent your whole day just looking around, taking in the beauty of everything you could lay your eyes on. you finally could see why your mom always complimented you when you wore your yellow dress, the colour of your dress accentuating your eyes, and why she liked red roses so much. you thought to yourself that you might start liking them too.

“yn? hi.” jeongin’s voice snapped you out of your reverie. he approached you, coming out from the elevator. you looked up at him, he was wearing a green t-shirt and he was smiling shyly at you. “hi,” you replied, getting up from the chair. you didn’t really know what to do - should you hug him? take his hand? it was so hard to figure this whole soulmate thing out, but you knew one thing - you felt comfortable around him. earlier, when you were holding hands at the beach, it all felt strangely right, considering that you always avoided contact with boys at your school.

“so um…” you started awkwardly, slowly making your way to the hotel’s garden and making sure jeongin was following you. “how are you feeling?” good, you thought to yourself, it’s a good start. “confused, i guess? i mean, don’t get me wrong, i just didn’t expect to meet my soulmate here,” jeongin answered, his shoulders relaxing a little. you hummed in response, opening the door and breathing in the fresh air. you sat on a bench, looking up at the setting sun. the sky was stunning - you could spend an eternity just admiring the colour of it at sunset. “is it too soon to ask for your favourite colour?” jeongin was first to break the silence. you took a moment to process the question, though deep down you already knew the answer. “blue. it’s the rarest colour in nature and i’ve always wanted to appreciate it even before i knew what it looked like. and now that i know, it only convinced me that blue, in fact, is a very pretty colour,” you explained, playing with the hem of your dress. “you’re pretty…” jeongin whispered dreamily and your eyes widened. you were sure your cheeks were red, but maybe not as red as jeongin’s. “did i just say it out loud?” he mumbled, hiding his face in his hands to save himself from the embarrassment. you just laughed at that, placing your hand on his back and patting it a few times. “it’s okay. i guess it’s just a soulmate thing,” you added joyfully, realising that it was real life and not a dream. jeongin placed his head on your shoulder and you sat there for a long time, talking about everything and nothing, as if you knew each other for your whole lives.

jeongin and you became inseparable. every morning after breakfast you rushed with him to the beach, swimming together and eating fruit from a local market. your parents were happy that you found a friend on your trip and even though you spent less time with them, they didn’t mind since you were having fun with jeongin. they even let you go with him to explore the town, eating local snacks and wandering in the narrow streets that resembled a labyrinth. you were glad you could get lost in this labyrinth with jeongin. you sat on a pavement in one of those streets, eating ice cream and admiring the world in colours. jeongin held your hand - it was gentle and innocent, but you felt as if your heart was about to burst out of your chest. you stole a glance at him, taking in all the details of his face. “oh, i think you have a little bit of ice cream here,” you pointed a finger on a corner of his lips. he tried to wipe it off but he missed the spot. “no, wait. here,” you exclaimed, wiping the ice cream yourself. when you did, you looked jeongin in the eyes, realising the proximity between you two. you backed off a bit, suddenly too shy to acknowledge the simple gesture, but jeongin placed a hand on your cheek and caressed it with his thumb. you loudly gulped but decided to close the distance between you and pecked him on the lips. it was short, some might not even consider it a “real kiss”, but it left both jeongin and you a blushing mess. you dropped your eyes to the ground but decided to lay your head on jeongin’s shoulder. you didn’t say anything after that, deciding to just relish in each other’s company instead.

the day of your departure came faster than you wanted and it was time to bid your goodbye with jeongin. you tried to keep your composure when you met him in the garden, but as soon as you saw his sad, faint smile, you broke down and tears started to stream down your face. jeongin hugged you tightly, letting you cry into his chest. “i got a little gift for you,” you heard his voice after a while. you looked up and jeongin cooed at the sight of your puffy eyes. his hand dove into the pocket of his jeans and he pulled out a little bag. “it’s not a lot, but i thought it might be cool if you had something to remember me,” he added, scratching the back of his neck. you took the bag from his hand and looked inside. it was a silver necklace with a rock in it. a blue rock. you felt the tears wail in your eyes again and you didn’t stop them from falling down your cheeks. “could you put it on my neck, please?” you uttered between sobs, sniffing loudly. he nodded and did as you told him, gently taking your hair out of the way. “done. now you’ll remember me forever,” jeongin chuckled, trying to lighten the mood a little. you made eye contact with him and placed a feather like peck on his cheek. “i could never forget you, jeongin.”

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Random Fanfic Qutoes!

I forget which fics these are from, but they make me laugh!

He didn’t need to look up to know Tsunagu was smiling at him. Which was good, because Katsuki’s eyes were never going to leave the floor. It was a very interesting floor, and he was going to stare at it until it conceded to his will and swallowed him whole. Any second now.

barry benson: i’m pan actually

barry benson: i swing all ways

barry benson: violently

Loaded: Oh I adore Izuku and he has some of the best support item analysis I have ever seen

Loaded: I also adore Hatsume and would fight god for her

Loaded: I would rather stab myself with a hot poker than be the only adult in a room with them again

Spiderman: My guy

Spiderman: My homie in whatever eldritch being Izuku summoned this week

Spiderman: One of my four platonic soul mates

Spiderman: You are the loudest mother fucker I have ever met and you have bombs for hands

Katsuki: Regarding yesterday’s shit show

Katsuki: Because shit shows are apparently just an everyday thing now

Katsuki: Like a goddamn las vegas attraction

Katsuki: But you know, my actual life

I sawed this boat in half: -Lemony Snicket voice- the word ‘poison’ here can mean many things. 'Poison’ may literally refer to the presence of an unwashed llama in a stream from which a nearby village likely collects its drinking water. Likewise, it may figuratively refer to the effect of greed and isolation on the priorities of a young ruler, or the machinations of a villainous got an advisor on the health and wellbeing of said young ruler. In this case, however, 'poison’ most literally refers to the poison. The poison for Kuzco, the poison chosen especially to kill Kuzco, Kuzco’s poison…. that poison.

Homochromia: I’m not lying on the floor physically but I am lying on the floor spiritually

ura-ra-ah-ah-ah: ʕっ•ᴥ•ʔっ :honey_pot: help him get his honey

Ridley: ʕっ•ᴥ•ʔっ he has been a naughty bear… no honey

ura-ra-ah-ah-ah: :gun: ʕ•̀ᴥ•́ ʔ do you think this is a game

Dwayne Johnson: mina enters the kitchen

Dwayne Johnson: oven: on

Dwayne Johnson: water: boiling

Dwayne Johnson: pasta pot: in the oven

Dwayne Johnson: she is forcibly removed from the kitchen

Aux cord: im going to eviscerate you and hang your guts over the school gates

KarateKid: no thank you

I sawed this boat in half: remember kids, if someone tries to maim you, just say no. they legally cannot maim you without your consent

ura-ra-ah-ah-ah: how are you the younger brother

sanic: My brother left all his braincells in the womb so I absorbed them

Walking phone charger: YOULL NEVER FIND ME

Walking phone charger: I HAVE THE HEART OF A LION

Walking phone charger: AND A LIFETIME BAN FROM MUSUTAFU ZOO

Walking phone charger: how this conversation began: lol we keep accidentally predicting shit how wack is that

Walking phone charger: us like an hour later: hey have you ever thought about the implications of the government employing kids to fight adult criminals who might kill them

all might simp: presiding judge who 100% has dealt with nezu before: im gonna have to ask you to be respectful

all might simp: nezu: i will politely decline

This thing where you say you’re “fine” when you’re clearly not has gotten out of hand. I’m making a Fine Jar. Every time you say you’re fine and you’re not, you have to pay the jar. No exceptions. (Mental health is applicable.)

Aizawa: Bakugou - it has come to my attention that you held a laundry seminar with the whole class on the third weekend after move-in when you realized that no one knew what they were doing, so thank you.

These are all great I love them

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pointless-discourse · 2 months

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hs diet/cooking skills headcandons :3

what would they eat. i prommy im not scrambling for ideas, i am being fully genuine when i say i think about (the majority) of these a lot. disregarding my trans hcs for consistency and to try to reign in my fanon perception and keep it at least semi-accurate

content warning for disordered eating

JOHN EGBERT

eats very well, if a little heavy on the sweets just based on how many are in his vicinity. his dad loves baking. there will be baked goods. despite how sick he gets of sugar, he's gonna nibble.

however, i'm sure his dad knows how to cook and passed that onto john, at least how to follow a recipe

i think john would be a recipe follower most of the time tbh

living with nanna on the ship wouldn't significantly alter his skills

maybe with all that free time he'd start to improv more in the kitchen?

anyway, he is a good cook and is probably going to end up cooking for his disaster friends a lot because he is a charming young man

well not really? like he'll be on it in a pinch if he's asked too, or immediately reminded that his friends can't fucking cook, but she, in typical egbert fashion, will remain doing her own thing a lot of the time

charming young june gets tradwife'd ig

fuck i transed her . oopsie

DAVE STRIDER

we've seen that his fridge is full of smuppets and he hides his food, so his stash is small and is made up of foods that don't need to be refrigerated

texan heat is def a catalyst for that rot

his stash is also made of cheap, low quality food, because i doubt he's getting a lot of money

just an assortment of non-ingredient food like apples and mcdonands

this is on the hypothesis that bro gives dave food money or dave's somehow monetized his skills

if bro is providing this food, it's probably semi-often paywalled behind weird shit or swordfights

TLDR: he likely doesn't have a consistent supply either. enough to sustain some muscle so he can live up to what we've seen in comic, but he's underweight

you think he'll learn to cook on the meteor? wrong. why learn to cook when you can alchemize? what's the point of alchemizing the ingredients for a PB&J and then assemble it when you can just magic up a sandwich?

he cannot cook. he will burn the water. the only appliance he can use is a microwave, and that is iffy in itself because, until he gets the hang of it, will leave a slightly lukewarm hamburger in there for ten minutes

JADE HARLEY

plants. a lot of plants.

freshest thing near her. everything else she has to get through the airplane mail.

she'd forget to eat for a day or two, and then wonder why she's so hungry and then eat enough to feed a family of three. horses. three horess

she lost her grandpa at a young age and then was raised by a dog, so i doubt her eating habits are completely normal

she eats like a dog. jade does not use silverware because she does not like doing dishes. all food is finger food if you're not afraid.

what she eats is of very high quality. if she remembers to eat and can prepare her food correctly, she'll do fine.

on that topic, she's not a bad cook. her chem know-how would help her estimate what would work. but she's never had another person interact with her cooking, so it's lacking a lot of stuff.

research can get her cooking close to the real thing, but it's still mediocre. she doesn't even know what she's missing, because she's never known anything else.

she has a lot of weird tastes that can only come from an insane amount of time to kill. i'm talking mustard everywhere.

john and nanna might be able to reign her in a bit? they would definitely help her improve her cooking skills. watching her eat, there would still be something off about her.

however, she can cook for herself, and it tastes kinda good.

ROSE LALONDE

like john in that she had someone there who would cook for her.

mom lalonde is very absent, but she's still on top of things. she responds to rose's notes. she vaccums. she would still cook for rose on a regular basis, give or take a few off weeks.

that cooking would not be good, because she's wasted whilst making it.

even if the food was good, rose wouldn't admit it.

she often makes a show of pecking at her food, but still eats.

unlike john, mom never showed rose how to cook. rose never asked.

when she gets to the meteor, like dave, she alchemizes all the food she needs. there has never been a reason for her to learn how to cook.

she could probably put effort in and, with strife, successfully follow a recipe, but she is a horrible cook. she does not understand it for the life of her, and she won't until she studies it

she'll master it. eventually.

JANE CROCKER

like june. their upbringings are very similar.

one exception is that she cooks more and is a much better cook than she is because jane genuinely cares about it.

she also has some mad pastry skills.

jane can make macarons.

she would attempt to teach her disaster friends to cook, but would quickly lose patience.

and then she would try to cook for them, but get sick of it a meal in. they are very picky and her temper is not long

DIRK STRIDER

survives purely off rations/canned food

again, dave's food is fuel mindset extends to him and he can stomach a lot of "gross" things, like an entire can of peanut butter. i may have mentioned that before, so i'll give you some PD lore. i have eaten an entire jar of peanut butter out of hunger and i think about that event a lot because it was not nice for my tastebuds

however, i think as a control freak he would be adamant about his food schedule, even mathing out the amount of calories he would need to consume for every meal proportional to what he does in a day

and then a half-hearted attempt to balance out protiens, fats, minerals, and the other stuff

he is very adamant about his schedule and consuming the food he needs to survive, but that schedule is fucked

ex. 3 cans of canned peaches for breakfast at 3:50 in the morning. two large, burnt mutated fish for dinner at noon. no lunch. or eats half a can of peaches for the twenty hours he is awake in a day.

he can cook, as in prepare meat to be consumed alright. it's edible, and it's not that bad. but he is assed at combining ingredients. he cannot create something successful. all his food tastes like shit because he does not pick up on taste. though, i believe if he was cooking for someone else, he could set aside a few days and come up with something that's high-tier in the mediocre range.

JAKE ENGLISH

he eats only the meat of the beasts he's killed. he has scurvy.

he is a good cook (in the sense that he can competently prepare meat) though, and genuinely cares about the quality of the food he makes for the sake of his taste buds, and cooking is something he can get lost in

however: he has insane tastes. he is an expert in preparing food in this hyper-unique way that he is insane for but is absolutely disgusting to anyone else

ex. after years of eating similar tasting meat, he was motivated to use seasoning. he does not own seasoning. he is going insane and cannot eat the same thing again. he uses dirt. tastes bad, but god he is dying for something new after x years of eating the same thing for breakfast lunch and dinner. he continues to eat it because he cannot eat unseasoned meat anymore and repetition-causes-complacency's himself into genuinely enjoying the taste of dirt.

dirt is just the tip of the iceberg

jake is also unintentionally bulking (bodybuilders eat a lot of meat to gain muscle). he eats a lot of protien. however, he hasn't herd of the concept of 'cuts' (where you stop eating as much to let the muscles show) so he has a bit of a tummy

but also, he's sixteen so he's not a fridge. i also don't see him as that tall (huss draws him as shorter than dirk anyay huehuehue) but he has muscle if you look. twunk if anything

ROXY LALONDE

genuinely horrid diet

so zoned out and depressed she barely recognizes her own hunger and even then has no drive to do anything about it

will eat sugary stuff for the happy chemicals

roxy is the one trans headcanon i have where i am completely unable to distinguish it from canon

she is trans in my head. that is as much a part of her to me as her love for cats is

anyway like a lot of trans women she's pressured to be petite and small in her portion choices so even when she has the drive to eat i dont think its a lot

because of her likely not weighing a lot shes a lightweight

part one million on how is roxy not dead yet

and as expected, she cannot cook

she also has some really weird tastes

she is really good at baking a few specific sweets that she eats on repeat (with a lot of recipes from jane)

once she enters the medium and works on her drinking problem i think her eating problems would also get less intensive

not drinking as much she has to face her hunger more

and being around jane, a big gal, face to face, i think that would do something to her idea that to be a woman she has to be small

KARKAT VANTAS

troll rations

not only is he poor so no money for all the nice stuff i also dont think troll society has a big focus on cooking

their only main professions are military based and art doesn't seem to be a big focus, just a highblood thing

again probably some nasty cheap ration bars that keep him alive

but i do think he eats regularly and normal amounts, he has that fighting spirit to stay alive and get stronger

but yeah i don't think troll society would require you to put a lot of effort into culinary stuff. but he can prepare the food well

the meteor inspired no one to cook, but he'd get the hang of human food and probably enjoy it as compared to tasteless lowblood troll slop

humanstuck karkat is a kid chef. he is so fucking good at cooking. baking too.

ARADIA MEGIDO

mmmmm yummy troll slop

same as karkat

ghost aradia didnt need to eat anyway so i doubt that would've affected her diet habits

same with got tiger aradia? don't think she would bother with it, too much else to do

but once she starts hanging around in the dreambubbles, exposed to non-troll slop cusine, she'd have a fun time trying to learn how to cook and delight in all those new flavors

then when she gets to earth c she's a good cook who loves cooking

TAVROS NITRAM

i dont have any headcanons fro tavros because is hate him

sorry tavros fans

uhh he probably eats POOP!!! and LIKES IT!!! because he TAVROS!!!

SOLLUX CAPTOR

troll-slop-enjoyer, but also likes aradia's cooking

humanstuck sollux survives purely off doritos and g-fuel

NEPETA LEJION

utter chad

survives solely off the giant beasts she kills herself

ripped yet still small and nimble

her diet is entirely protein

no troll slop for her

unfortunately for her, this means missing out on non protiens and fats

nepeta has scurvy

humanstuck nepeta is less feral and also eats cute japanese cat themed sweets

KANAYA MARYAM

dont know if it was stated in canon but she would garden alongside eating troll slop

blood

yumy blood

roses blood

you would not believe it from looking at her but humanstuck kanaya eats a lot of spicy food and has a horrifically high spice tolerance

she's also pretty good at cooking, mediocre at baking

TEREZI PYROPE

?????? chalk???????

hopefully alongside the slop

either that or troll chalk is really nutritious

VRISKA SERKET

despite technically being a highblood i doubt she'd engage in their fancy food

she eats to survive, not for the taste

she may have access to higher quality sludge though

i think this part of her would persist, but she does love june's cooking

EQUIUS ZAHHAK

pure, distilled protien and milk

so much milk

its not 2%, not 3.25%, it's 100% milk

he suckles it straight from the moobeast teat

it is really weird and he does not get invited to parties

gigachad

humanstuck equius's diet is 1/4 food and 3/4 protien shakes, bars, and the like

he'd probably also be like those bodybuilding influencers who eat eggs raw or camel nutsacks

GAMZEE MAKARA

similar to roxy in that he's too checked out to remember to eat

but what he does have as a highblood is insanely high quality

sober gamzee does not require any sustenance to survive in a similar fashion as to how he got shot down by caliborn and was fine afterwards

humanstuck gamzee can bake. he cannot cook. he has the diet of an insane college student, ramen cups interspersed with weed brownies

occasionally he gets the munchies and eats enough to feed four full grown goku

i like thinking that someone realized he wasn't doing alright tried to help him, maybe roxy? in a universe where he didn't get lil cal'd

ERIDAN AMPORA

only the finest fish food for him

he dines like a king

he projectile vomits when in a 50 mile radius of the sludge

agile, but weak

doesn't cook, has other people do it for him

humanstuck eridan has a private chef and is offended if you expect him to cook for himself

FEFERI PEIXES

finest fish food for her, dines like a queen

but also attempts to live like the normies once and a while

and take a bite of the (highblood edition) slop

humanstuck fef also has a private chef but helps out in the kitchen from time to time

gonna b real dawgs, i cannot concieve of the dancestors in this manner. peace

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i need to like. write down what opinions each of the War Crimes 6 had about each other that we know canonically. its 4 am i dont have anything better to do. note that this is strictly canonical which means all shipping except canon pairings gets left at the door sorry. we all know sadeas and dalinar want to fuck each other nasty but this isnt what this post is about

gavilar's opinion on:

dalinar: this is my brother. he is useful to me. he is very stupid and easily manipulated. keep the wool over his eyes and keep him pointed at anything and anyone i want dead. he is a tool of mine above all else

sadeas: he is my buddy :)

navani: bitch wife

ialai: [missing data]

evi: [missing data]

dalinar's opinion on:

gavilar: this is my brother. he is the most important person in my life. with parents that were absent at best and abusive at worst he is the one who raised me. i care for him extremely deeply. i would do anything for him. when i played a part in causing his death i turned my entire life around, as he surely would have wanted. he was everything to me.

sadeas: once he was my best friend in the world. i always found him a little silly, a little too intellectual for my meathead self, but i also cared deeply for him. he was extremely important to me, perhaps less so than gavilar, but still an incredibly large part of my life. a trusted ally and close friend. when gavilar died our friendship fell apart as we both blamed each other for gavilar's death and in addition he began treating me coldly when i started following the codes. he betrayed me time and time again until i lost all fondness for him. when he died i felt regret that we could never return to the way things once were, but also a sense of relief, due to his negative presence in my life near the end

navani: i n eed to fuck ehr

ialai: we were buddies back in the blackthorn days! we used to banter sometimes. we were never particularly close but i enjoyed spending time with her. nowadays i don't really talk to her due to the whole complicated situation i have with her husband but she was fun :)

evi: in the blackthorn days i tried so hard to love her but could not muster attraction to her. my heart lay... elsewhere, and her personality and life ethos was not compatible with mine. our marriage was miserable, i hated her at times, but her death wrecked me, less because i was devastated to lose her as a person but more because of what the death represented. spent 6 years forgetting everything about her, got my memories of her back, felt weird about it, had a fun character arc about it, but nowadays when i think about her she is more of a symbol than a flesh and blood woman i had flesh and blood woman feelings for

sadeas's opinion on:

gavilar: most important person in my life. no question. he took me under his wing when i was not even a full adult yet. he built this kingdom. he is the most powerful man i know and because of that i am latched to him like a little wood tick. i "loved" him, whatever the fuck love means when youre sadeas

dalinar: used to be lots of fun but then he got sober and boring and now he has to DIE!!!!!!!!!!! but i did "love" him once, whatever the fuck love means when youre sadeas

navani: [missing data]

ialai: she may be ugly but she is DANGEROUS! which is hot. 10/10 only woman i respect. she gets torol privileges

evi: [missing data]

navani's opinion on:

gavilar: fuck this dude. when i was very young i was attracted to him, but that faded very fast

dalinar: i n eed to fuck h;im

sadeas: oh i never liked this guy. i trust him provisionally but his personality is absolutely rancid.

ialai: we were friends during the blackthorn era :) we are no longer friends after gavilar's death however. missing data on if im sad about this or not

evi: god i tried to hate her. i tried to hate her because she was fucking my man. but shes so stupid and so nice that you just cant hate her. and she was in a miserable marriage and i relate even though if *i* was in her place *i* would be having the time of my life #skillissue. so we did form a semi-close friendship

ialai's opinion on:

gavilar: [missing data]

dalinar: LMAOOOOOO THIS BITCH IS HILARIOUS. hes so dumb and because of that i like teasing him when we get the opportunity to talk. of course once torol wants him dead its like well i am going to help to kill him immediately

sadeas: my husband my bestie my confidant the guy who scratches my back the guy who i can sit on his lap and eat his shrimp poppers my partner in war crime LOVE YOU TOROL!!!!!!!!! MWAH

navani: we were friends during the blackthorn era <3 we schemed together. we are NOT friends now though #FuckDalinarLives

evi: SLUT from rira

evi's opinion on:

gavilar: [missing data]

dalinar: oh dalinar. you are so wonderful and honorable but you kill so much and i wish you would not be brutal and war criminalish. am i attracted to you? honestly speaking not really. you just were politically important to me. but i will bear our horrible marriage where you break my heart once a week because it is my duty as a woman or something idk

sadeas: [missing data]

navani and ialai (they go together because the opinion is pretty much identical): i wish i could be as smart as them, or as cunning as them, but i am a sweet little flower who cannot cook up a single scheme and because of that i feel alienated from them :( we are friends i suppose but its not really equal

#long post #this post took like half an hour to write. and its gonna get 2 notes cuz im posting it at 4:30 am #luke.txt

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Sebastian Sallow: Dangerously Yours episode 1-Masquerade

!I DO NOT OWN THE SCRIPT OR THE CHARACTERS! Just a heads up, I’m still finishing the game, so if it is not greatly accurate, I apologize. This is just for fun

“And so, my dear girl,” The man sitting across from the young girl said. “you have our reasons for choosing you for this mission. You are very young, you are clever, and you are very beautiful.” Her face remained serious, despite the compliments he was handing out to her. “Because of your youth, you should be exceptionally valuable to us.” “I am at your command, headmaster.” She nodded in agreement to him. His face hardened for a moment before relaxing again, as if he caught himself from snapping. “From now on you will forget my title. In all of our communications, you will address me as Mr. Black.” She nodded again, making a mental note of this in her head. “Now let us get onto things. I hope the troubled will not be too difficult for you,” His emphasis on troubled did not go unnoticed by her. “He is a sure man. And when you have obtained our information, you will conceal the message in this silver envelope and send an owl to us immediately. Trust no one. We rely on your discretion.” He handed her the gleaming silver envelope and she pocketed it. “I understand.” She says. “These papers will tell you everything you need to know about Sallow. Even how you will be meeting him tonight.” She took the papers from his hand.

”Good evening miss!” The bellboy had called to her while taking her bags. The sound of the train hushing down the tracks. “Have my bags sent to suite 913” She said. “Yes ma’am” She gave the boy a smile as he headed off. The young woman searched the room for her target, the gold coins clinking in her pocket as she walked. When she spotted him, she quickly composed herself and made her way over. The man was talking to someone, stopping his sentence when he spotted her. “Is everything alright miss?” He asked. She threw the coins onto the table in anger. “Take your money back, Luigi. I don’t want it anymore. I’m through!” She storms off, her face calm, which is a difference from only a moment ago. The man is calling after her, trying to keep up with her fast strides. “Is something wrong, sir?” One of the bellboys asked. “Yes, did you see the lady who had stopped at my table?” The bellboy nodded. “She mistakenly gave me money thinking it was mine. Do you know who she is?” The bellboy nodded again. “Ms. L/n. Her suite is 913.”

There was a know on Y/n’s door. “Just a moment!” She called. She made her way to the door and opened it, seeing the man she had yelled at earlier. “Miss, I’m afraid you made a mistake. My name is not Luigi, and these are not my coins.” He said. The woman smiled. “Yes I know. Won’t you come in, Mr. Sallow?” Sebastian seemed taken aback. “You- You know who I am?” She gave a laugh. “Of course I do! You were the most handsome man im the dining area. And I was very lonely, so I thought ‘tonight, I will have an adventure! I will make the acquaintance of the distinguished Sebastian Sallow” Sebastian was as confused as he was amazed. “How do you know my name?” He asked. “It was not difficult to find out” She said like it was quite obvious. “How do you know I wouldn’t run off with your coins?” Sebastian seemed suspicious. “I took that chance. Besides, they’re insured.” She lets out a laugh. “Are you angry?” Sebastian also laughs at her question. “No, I am not angry. If some kind fate wishes to send a beautiful lady to dine with me, I can only be grateful.” He pauses for a moment. “You will do me the honor, won’t you, Madam?” She nods her head at him and smiles. “I should be delighted.”

“What would you like for dinner?” Sebastian asked her one evening. “What does a great wizard eat? Hippogriff leg and kneazel tail and- What do you usually eat?” She looked at him with humor in her eyes. “What does a great witch usually eat?” “Almost anything” “Well, uhm. Then.. how about roast beef?” He asked and they both laughed. “Alright” She responded.

On one evening, they had decided to go to a fair. A man yelled around for people to watch Y/n shoot a clay pigeon. “I will never be able to hit a thing!” She worries. “Don’t let me down before all these people!” He whispers in her ear and her breath hitches, her face flushes and she feels a rush of adrenaline. “I’ll try.” She shoots the pigeon and misses entirely. “Good heavens!” She cries. “And the little lady down a dancing dog” The fair man joked, making the crowd laugh.

They strayed away from the fair, and off to a field to watch the stars. “Look Y/n! A shooting star! Did you wish?” Sebastian points to the sky. Y/n looks over quickly but was too late. “Oh, I didn’t have time.” She said disappointed. “And there is something you’d wish for?” “Yes” “What did you wish?” He asked her. She was hesitant and she looked up at the stars. “I was wishing that- that we were two other people. Two people who need not say goodbye.” Y/n’s eyes stayed on the stars, while Sebastian’s were fixated on her. “Perhaps it can be that way.”

Back in Sebastians room, he talked with his long time friend and partner. “Forgive me, Sebastian, but I’m not easy on my mind about this business. I wish you wouldn’t go see that woman tonight.” Ominis said as Sebastian put on his coat. “How could I stay away? Ominis, for the first time in my life, I am completely head over heels in love.” “But, Sebastian-“ Ominis tried to stop him. “I know what you’re thinking, I have a mission to perform and I have no right to fall in love. But, things don’t always work out the way we’d like them to have work out, do they, Ominis?” Ominis looked distressed and worried for his best friend. “Oh, I don’t know what to come up of all this.” “Oh Ominis, neither do I, neither do I! But perhaps we shall find out tonight.” And with that, Sebastian has left his room in a hurry.

“Y/n, I have a message from you from Mr. Black.” Her maid came in to her room. “What is it?” She wondered the meaning of the message and hoped it wasn’t too serious. “He says you must obtain our information immediately. You have taken too long. You are to get it tonight.” “Tonight?!” Y/n stood up in a distress. “Mr. Black has been very lenient with you, because this is your first mission. But he will not be lenient any longer. It is not wise to anger Mr. Black. He is a dangerous enemy to have. Forgive me, Y/n, I was sent to serve you as a maid, not to give you advice.” Y/n took a deep breath in and decided what she needed to do. “You’re right. Don't worry. the mission will be completed tonight." "You have a silver envelope?" The maid asked and Y/n nodded. "Then I will wait for you at the appointed place.” She started to leave before stopping. “Do not fail us. The mission will be completed tonight.” The maid left the room, closing the door behind her, and leaving Y/n with her worries. How is she supposed to kill the man she loved?

“Y/n, I offer you three things most dear to me: my heart, my country, and my dream.” Sebastian said as they sat together in his room. “You are too generous!” Y/n replied. She tried to keep up the act for as long as possible, but she wasn’t sure if it even was an act anymore. Sebastian quickly turned to look at her. “Y/n you must listen to me. Since that first hour we met I’ve been completely yours! There’s never been anyone else for me and there never will.” Her face filled with panic hearing his words and knowing what she had to do. “Oh, please please don’t say anymore. There are worlds between us, worlds that can’t be bridged with words.” He stood up and grabbed her hands in his. “You said one night that you wish we were two different people. I think you may have that wish, Y/n.” “But, what do you mean?” He pulled her to her feet, their hands still held together. “Only that I am close to my victory and my followers may not need so much of my service any longer.” Her eyes were wide and she could barely get her words out. “Close to victory?” “I am going to tell you something tonight, Y/n. Something that will put my life in your hands.”

“Your.. life?” She didn’t want to hear what he was saying. He was close to victory? She had to hurry with this mission, but she couldn’t find it in herself to do it. “It would mean my life will be used to get to certain circles, yes.” “Then don’t tell me. How do you know that you can trust me?” He really shouldn’t. After everything they’ve been through, every walk, every fair, every dinner, it was an act. She was here to kill him. But her act was faltering. “I love you, and I believe you love me.” She was silent for a minute before taking her hands away. “You’re quite wrong. This has been only an adventure to me.” She hoped her words would hurt him more than they hurt her. “That isn’t true, Y/n.” “It is true! You smiled at me, I was flattered. It was an adventure for a holiday mood.” She hoped and prayed her words were like venom to him to make this process all the more easier.

“You may as well take my heart, Y/n. It’s already so full of you. You walked into it the day we met.” He was basically on his knees now, his hands on his chest over his heart. She looked down at him with forced disgust. “You’re a fool, Sebastien, best of all.” “Isn’t any man who falls in love? Do you know what you are to me? You’re something to believe in again. You’re a type of person that had ceased to exist for me. A fine and honest woman.” She mentally cringed at the word honest, a twinge of guilt throwing itself on the already growing pile. His hands were now on her thighs, fingering the lace of her skirt. His touches were gentle as he begged. She had to force herself to step away from him. “Oh darling, you are such a child! Take your foolish little dream and your heart and go!” Her eyes brimmed with tears as she pleaded. “Please go!” “What is it, what’s wrong, my dear?” He stood back up to be eye level with her.

“You know nothing about me. You’ve known me only three weeks!” She spoke through her tears. “Three weeks? Y/n, I have known you all my life!” “All your life!” She scoffed. “It’s true. Why, I’ve seen you in a thousand plays, read you in as many books. When I’ve listened to beautiful music I’ve thought, ‘she’d like this.’ I’ve looked at flowers and known that one day I’d give them to you.” He took her tear stand face between his hands, but she pushed him away. “Oh stop, stop! You must listen to me, I’m not that woman! Perhaps I was once, but I’m not now. You see, you were wrong. You can’t trust me.” She turned away from him, not bearing to be able to look him in the eyes any longer. “Are you trying to tell me that someone whose name we both know and won’t mention sent you?”

She turned around, dumbfounded at his words. “What are you saying?” “You see, I’ve known all along. I had Ominis look you up the day you arrived.” Her jaw was slightly dropped and her eyes wide. “And- and it didn’t make any difference?” Sebastian walked over towards her, pulling her in. He cupped her cheek and pressed a gentle kiss to her lips. He pulled away and looked her deep in her eyes. “It didn’t make any difference. You see, I trust you. You came here to betray me. That is your mission, Y/n L/n. And yet, I am so sure of my love that I will trust you with my life and what is more valuable-the lives of my people.”

“I will betray you.” She says not breaking eye contact. “If you do, you will betray yourself at the same time.” She nods. “Yes. “Yes I know.” “So, you shall know my secret. Even now as we sit here, there is a great network growing tighter around the Wizard nations around the world. Treaties, pacts, alliances being formed against the man who sent you. Tonight I will sign a pact that will set the wheels in motion to destroy him.” “Destroy him?! No!” She tried to step away from him again but he held her close. “He’s made many mistakes. The greatest of all was sending you here, Y/n.” “Why?” “He knew I should love you, but he didn’t guess that you would fall in love with me.”

“No… he didn’t guess that.” “Then you see that you must betray him.” His hand was still on her cheek, drawing small circles with his thumb. “If I betray you, I betray myself. If I betray him, I betray my school. My school is very dear to me.” “Dearer than I?” “No..” She felt like she was melting with his words. She couldn’t do it. She couldn’t betray Sebastian and kill the only one she has ever loved like this. “Oh no, not dearer than you.” “Then, will you help me defeat him?” “Help you? Defeat him?” He nodded. “By telling me his plans. That’s the only way I can defeat him. We can’t both win, you see, Y/n?”

“I’m beginning to see.” She’s losing herself to his words, his touch, his face, his lips. She’s losing herself to him. “Then you will help me.” “By giving you any information I may possess concerning our plans?” “Yes.” She’s silent before pushing herself away from him again. “You’re very clever, aren’t you? Oh, I can read you like a book now. You thought I was young and easily swayed.” She pointed a finger at his chest. “That you could make me love you and that I would throw away my school, my duty for you?!”

“That’s not the way to look at it, Y/n.” He put his hand on her arm but she snatched it away. “You weren’t so wise after all, because you’ve lost, you hear me?! Lost! You’ve guessed wrong in our little duel of wits. You forgot how close hate is to love.” “You don’t know what you’re saying, Y/n!” She pulls out her wand and points it to him. “I know exactly what I’m saying! You never loved me!You knew that I loved you and you used that!”

“Y/n stop talking like a child, we’re playing for power now!” Her voice had become eerily calm as she now spoke with a bit of force and fury. “Yes, we are, aren’t we? This is a wand in my hand, Sebastian. I’d advise you to be careful what you say.” His face immediately turned to one of amusement. “Well, rather melodramatic, aren’t you? Tell me, will I be the second flick of your wand ir the third?” He chuckles. “Mind if I stretch?” “Stretch?” She was confused by his amusement of the situation. Like, for Godric’s sake she had a wand in her hand and he didn’t. “I always stretch before a duel.”

“You can do anything you please, Sebastian. But you have very little time to do it in.” Her wand is still pointed at his chest, the same smirk on his face. His eye brows raise a bit at her words. “You mean you’re actually going to kill me?” “I mean just that.” Her words were firm on the outside, but she was still debating her decisions. “Well, go ahead.” “I’ll do this my own way. Look, you already know my purpose in being here. Now you will either give me my information or I will kill you. You have till nine o’clock.” The clock on the wall read 8:57.

“You won’t do it. You can’t pull the trigger. You can’t pull it because you love me. It takes a very brave and a very cold woman to do that, Y/n, and I don’t think you can. Isn’t that true? Isn’t that why you’re waiting?” “That’s not true.”

“Or is it that you want to watch your victim? You want my heart to constrict with agony, my hands to shake. You want me to plea for my life so you can make a generous gesture and spare me. Sorry, Y/n, I don’t seem to be much in the mood for prayers tonight.” With a shrug of his shoulders and a tilt of his head he spoke. Sebastian knew her. He knew so much about her in only a matter of days it shocked her.

“You don’t think I’ll do it. That’s why you’re so brave-you don’t think I’ll do it. You wouldn’t be so brave otherwise. You’re a coward at heart! You lied to me, you deceived me!” “You tried to deceive me.” Her grip on her wand tightened. “I’m tired of listening to you.” She spoke.

“You gave me your heart, you know. You’d like me to hand it back, whole again. But I won’t. You’ll live a long time yet, Y/n, and eternity without me. You will look into the faces of passersby, hoping for something that will, for an instant, bring me back to you. You will find moonlit nights strangely empty because, when you call my name through them, there will be no answer. Always your heart will be aching for me and your mind will give you the doubtful consolation that you did a ‘brave thing.’”

Tears began to pour down her face once more as she looked at him angrily. “You dare talk about bravery?” “What else do we have to talk about, Y/n? For me, there will never be another woman but you. For my heart there is another love that must come before you, my followers. You’re so still. Your face is like ice. What are you thinking about, Y/n?” She hadn’t moved in a minute. Her tears were drying and the time now read 8:59.

Her voice is quiet. “What does anything you can say matter? You betrayed me with words. What good are words when your heart is breaking? If I fail now, I shall deserve to die. You tricked me into loving you.” “Aren’t you forgetting that you came here for the same purpose?”

“I couldn’t betray you. I tried to tell you. You said you already knew. I was as honest as I knew how to be.” Sebastians voice began to raise as he spoke. “Do you think I wanted to love you? Knowing where you came from and what your mission was? Don’t you suppose that every hour we were together Iw as thinking ‘she’s just pretending’?” “I wasn’t! I loved you!” Y/n screamed.

“And I loved you so much I let you pretend! Because you brought something to my days I couldn’t stand the thought of losing. Listen to your heart, Y/n. Feel it pounding.” She took a deep breath as the clock on the wall struck nine. “Your time is up.” She says coldly. “And my last words-I love you Y/n” “You determine to die with a lie on your lips?! Avada kedavra!” She screamed as she shot the spell towards him. “I- love you Y/n.” He groaned as his body hit the floor. “Oh Godric!” Her voice was shakey. She ran out of the room and down the hall.

“Ominis. Ominis.” Sebastian weekly called from in the room. Ominis cane running in. “Sebastian, I heard the spell.” “Help me up, I will be alright.” He grunted in pain as Ominis helped him up. “Oh, I knew you shouldn’t have come here. I’ll get a doctor.” Ominis tried to rush out the door before Sebastian stopped him. “No! No no it’s too late.”

“I waited by the door like you told me too. I watched her run down the stairs. Please, let me get a doctor.” “No, Ominis. I want you to send a message at once. The usual destination.” Ominis nodded. “‘Black, the masquerade is over. Ex. 32 reports that Y/n L/n is trustworthy and loyal. You may intrust in her care any documents. She will not betray you. Report case 255 closed. Ex. 32.’ Conceal it as usual, Ominis, in a silver envelope.” “Please let me call her back. You must tell her the truth before it’s too late.” Ominis begged.

“Tell her the truth? Tell her the truth so that she will watch the stars through tears instead of following the one cold star that is her destiny? No, no, Ominis. Let her think I never loved her. One day she will follow a flag to the same fate as mine. We must leave her the strength for that hour.”

THE END

#fanfic #hogwarts legacy #reader insert #dangerously yours #sebastian sallow #ominis gaunt #hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry #sebastian sallow x reader #oneshot

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kookie-doughs · 11 months

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Happy Meal

Hawks / Keigo Takami X Reader

-As a young mother YN didn't know what to do when the number 2 hero had taken the last happy meal that her son so desperately want.

Chapter 22: Family

"Kei," You pull him to the bed you share with a smile. "Thank you."

He gives you a kiss. "For what exactly I think I need you to stroke my ego."

You giggled, "Well thank you for being here for me and Sato. Thank you for letting me stay with Tenko. Thank you for giving everyone a chance."

He looks at you so tenderly, his stare making your heart skip.

"YN, I love you. Anything you want, I'll do it. And Tomura, he wasn't a lost cost. All Might saw hope, and who else would be better to change him than Sato and you. Not to mention after what he did for Sato."

"Youre letting him stay with us. That means so much to the three of us."

"He's your family." He kissed your forehead. "Despite him thinking otherwise all those years ago, I know you think of him as family. That's why you couldn't leave him that time."

"He never saw me romantically honestly. It was just attachment. No one else was there for him aside from me."

"Well he's still attached, but at least not the 'I'm going to keep you chained to me' type of attachment anymore."

"Yeah I think I like the lost dog attachment more than that."

"How are you okay after he kidnapped you though? You're not upset, you're not feeling anything."

"I was never scared of him. I trusted him. Not to mention it was my fault for leaving him that time. I could've taken him with me. I'm glad, he turned a new leaf."

"Fatherhood does that. Hell, I'm not Sato's real dad and I'm changing."

"You are his dad. You and Tenko."

"Dabi is our dog."

"You are so mean!" You laughed.

He pulls you to his chest chuckling, "They're not bad. They make it fun. It's like... we have 2 other kids."

"I wonder what's going to happen if Tenko gets a girlfriend." You giggled at the thought.

"Oh yeah I live with my ex girlfriend, who i kidnapped, her husband, who almost killed me, and our son. You wanna know what happened? Well I was a mass murderer and killed even as a kid you know just this and that. Then my ex, I got obsessed with her but she was my stepsister so it wasn't a good idea."

"That's so stupid! Why am I his stepsister?!"

"You practically were! Your dad adopted him so, siblings but not by blood. Stepsister."

"Why are you my husband?"

He smirks and pulls you closer, "Because I am. I'm going to marry you. Someday."

"You forgot to add Dabi in the story."

"Ooh, what if Dabi ends up being his partner!!"

"No."

"You're so boring."

"I'd rather not think about those two being intimate."

"Tomura is only going to love Sato. No one else. I can feel it. He's going to be our basement dweller."

"Dabi is gonna be a ladies man. Give people time to adjust, make them forget he was a villain, he'd be popular."

"Sato is gonna be the greatest hero. Imagine having so many quirks. Everyone is gonna be jealous of him."

"Are you not going back to being a hero?"

"I think I'd rather focus on family. I'm done being a hero. Been a hero since i was a kid, early retirement isnt bad."

"Who's part of that family..."

"You, Sato, Tomura, maybe another kid. Occasionally Dabi too."

You smile at him. "Tomura is family?"

"He is to you, and since we're getting married your family will be my family."

"I can't wait for our family."

Your lips met in a kiss that spoke of everything left unsaid, a celebration of your shared journey, and a promise of an everlasting connection.

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AFTER SO LONG I FINALLY FINISHED IT! IM SORRY IF THE ENDING WASN'T GOOD BUT I COULDN'T REMEMBER THE ENDING I FIRST HAD IN MIND

But I'm so glad I got this over with😭 Im sorry it took so long

I hope the time it took to write this doesn't discourage you when I write my other stories🥲 thank you for your support I hope you continue to do so hehe

lov ya guyssss

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beevean · 8 months

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It already bugs me how nfcv turned vampires into murderous elves and like, Im already very picky with how the belmont's role in Dracula's resurrection cycle is treated, so if i have to deal with a "oh the belmonts are soooo mean and prejudiced , stuck in their violence cycles with the pwoor little vampires who only want to predate humans, so unjustified :(" i am gonna explode

I'm seeing a little too many posts making fun of the Belmonts for being stupid, pathetic, or weaker than other characters such as Alucard :)

(even making fun of the Belmonts in the show is not very. not very nice? who are you mocking? a man suffering from alcoholism who lost his family at a young age because the church hated them? a woman murdered in cold blood by a monstrous vampire to protect her son? said son who watched it all when he was a child and still suffers from ptsd? an old man who also saw his wife and best friend murdered by a vampire? i'm sorry but it reminds me too much of the people who make fun of hector for being raped and enslaved - c'mon guys try to engage a little deeper with the narrative, don't get spoonfed with your brains turned off)

Yeah, the show likes the villain vampires too much, as long as they're hot or women. Dracula's treatment is a little ambiguous, as he got painted as a stupid grieving man for a whole season, but he did get his nice happy ending and people think it was deserved because "get yourself a man who loves you to the point of committing genocide for you <3". Carmilla is a #girlboss and you should stan her as such (same with Drolta but she died very soon lmao), Lenore is a sexy mommy and you should feel bad that she sunned herself in the end because boohoo why didn't she live happily with the man she raped :< Olrox is so hot when he fucks a templar man so feel bad for him when he laments that the mean Belmont lady killed the bf he turned against his will :<

And never forget about Alucard siding with the vampires because the Belmonts are "mentally ill hoarders" who keep the skulls of vampire children, which we are meant to see as actual children and not as poor human kids turned by vampires. Imagine the real Alucard, the one who went to sleep for centuries to remove Dracula's bloodline from the world, priding himself on his vampire heritage. the absolute bruh.

#anti netflixvania

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thedrotter · 10 months

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Giggles and kicks my legs. Soooo .. how about YOU make a headcanon post

OKAY!!!! i actually have. like a. insanely long list for my mother headcanons and have an uncomplete Google docs document on them because im insane but i will make it as short as i can by only taking about mother 2 LMAOOO so imma just add a silly read more thingy here because i am about to info dump so hard

Imma go character by character because ITS JUST CLEANER...

first off silly baseball child ness

Because I'm silly like that I woke up one day and decided he was trans masc. if ness or just any male protagonist in media (looking at you link) could make money out of the amount of people that made headcanons of him not being cis I imagine there'd be alot of cash coming in

I like to think of him as half-latino and knowing spanish because WHY NOT!!! and since every single latinoamerican breathes and cherishes goku HE NEEDS TO BE A DRAGON BALL FAN he would not be accurate latinoamerican representation IF HE WASNT A DRAGON BALL FAN!!!

Out of the whole group I imagine he tries to use PSI as little as possible in his daily life once the whole journey is over, for he is more comfortable living as a normal kid. WILL NOT HESITATE TO USE HEALING POWERS IF NECCESARY but otherwise avoids it (except telepathy on animals because i have this funny thought where he has unintentionally used telepathy his entire life and thats how he knows what animals are saying BUT THOUGHT THIS WAS NORMAL??? once he figures out its not a normal thing he avoids doing it as much with people but he cannot live without knowing what the dawg be saying...

the airhead in the group. he is mostly gut oriented instead of going by brains his brain mgiht as well be a burger

ALSO THE LOUD ONE a very empathetic and easy going boy that gets easily excited about everything and just likes having fun. which means every time he gets a semblance of a negative emotion he will proceed to numb it down and ignore it causing him to just accumulate it😰 LIKE HOW HE HAS TO BEAT DIFFERENT CREATURES AND ENEMIES in his magicant they appear and look down at him for hurting them WHICH MIGHT BE HIM FEELING GUILTY BY THE FACT HE HAS TO DO THAT AND I IMAGINE HE CAN ONLY PULL HIMSELF TO DO SO BY NUMBING THE GUILT DOWN... he's just like look lets lets just get this done😞 what goes on with Pokey ending up on Giygas's side also applies to this but i will not go on detail. because I am writing fanfiction about it and rather not spoiil it😊😊😊😊

the baseball fan ever that practices daily without missing a single day and basically drags Pokey alongside him

and since. i am NORMAL... he's an ENTJ 7w8. i have spent endless hours doing personality tests for these kids i am so normal about them

he has a crush on Paula (which she returns) but is too flustered to admit this so he pretends he is not catching on to her VERY VISIBLE HINTS (she enjoys getting him flustered shes silly like that) because he's nervous about it💀💀💀

anyway PAULA TIME!!!! i am insane so i have provided some backstory for her

I imagine that she awakened her PSI pretty early on and is very gifted around it, and since it is so rare she became very popular in the media at a young age and is essentially a celebrity child. She thought it was very fun initially but she feels pressured to keep a perfect image of herself for she is considered to be a role model which painted an image of someone that wasn't her. She feels very upset about this nowadays and has tightly held onto what is important to her and her true self as to not lose it in attempting to be someone else. She basically has some anger issues out of this because she has gotten used to people not really respecting her boundaries and not being very interested in who she actually is

SHE'S STILL REALLY CARING SHE GENUINELY ENJOYS HELPING OTHERS AND IS THE ONE KEEPING THE TEAM MORALE IN BETWEEN THE FOUR even when she tends to forget taking care of herself sometimes

so yeah she isnt really amused when she's kidnapped SHE JUST GENERALLY HAS LIGHT REACTIONS TO THINGS GOING SOUTH BECAUSE SHE BASICALLY KINDA EXPECTS THAT? despite how much optimism she spreads around she's quite the pessimist (though never voices those thoughts) so she feels very drawn in when Ness is actually genuinely optimistic about everything

loves cute things so much she needs every single big plushie she finds IMMEDIATELY. kirby merch hoarder

generally a sweetheart but very bold and feisty not as much as Kumatora is but she is

if she was in the modern era she'd be a gamer and live breathe minecraft she would be the type of person that gently explains things to her friends on one side but yells when a random stranger in her team is playing horribly

really excited over her frying pan she would have gotten a bat if she didn't think itd be cool if she could use her frying pan as both a weapon and something to warm food up in. like SHE WILL USE IT IN ANY CHANCE POSSIBLE TO FEEL COOL like "Yeah ... give me that cold slice of pizza imma put in the pan . ..." pk fire some random oil she keeps around for thiw specific purpose and there it is it makes her so happy

AS I PREVIOUSLY MENTIONRD SHES VERY STRAIGHTFOWARD ABOUT HER FEELINGS FOR NESS EVERYONE KNOWS IT SHE IS NOT TRYING TO HIDE IT AT ALL but does not directly confess because she likes teasing Ness. she finds it amusing when he gets flustered about it and pretends he isn't catching on

ESFP 2w3 hehehehehehehe

now Jeff he's my favorite out of the four so his is probably going to be stupidly way longer because he's silly like that

not the usual type of shy who hides from people and stutters a lot I IMAGINE HE JUST GETS REALLY AWKWARD AND SPEAKS AS LITTLE AS POSSIBLE AND ENDS UP SOUNDING REALLY FORMAL BY ACCIDENT. He will respond to you just in very few words if some stranger suddenly starts talking to him he basically freezes up and fights internally to even say a word because he does not know how to do conversations

He's very knowledgeable in many different things and if you ask him about anything he'll answer VERY NONCHALANTLY AND SHORTLY AS IF HE DOES NOT FULLY UNDERSTAND THE SUBJECT WHEN HE IN FACT, DOES. HE SIMPLY IS NOT INTERESTED. but then you bring up inventions and guns and he will provide you a full rambling session with visual examples test runs different things to reference to for different concepts he's mentioning and every single minute detail. THERE HE ACTUALLY GETS EXCITED LIKE HE ISN'T SHY AT ALL THERE

cannot for his life comprehend social cues or idioms he takes things very literally and doesn't assume there's any hidden meaning HE'S BETTER AT THINGS THAT ARE LOGICALLY ANSWERED THAN ANYTHING SOCIAL. so yes Tony can accidentally drop a hint that he's crushing on him and DESPITE JEFF FEELING THE SAME WAY, he'll be like hm thanks tony cool I'm sure that is a very best friend thing to say i do not think there are any romantic implications here....

has an inferiority complex over the fact people credit his skills to be coming from his father (who he basically HARDLY KNOWS OR REMEMBERS SEEING PHYSICALLY BEFORE THE PROPHECY) and not to his own efforts!!! he's constantly compared to him and is expected to have the same amount of genius he does so Jeff tends to overwork himself at times to reach this standard.

has tested million types of coffee to see which one keeps him awake at night the best— but hates coffee! he prefers tea. friends assume he likes coffee because of how mcuh he drinks it he does not

oh yeah as i implied has a big fixation towards inventions and guns. he just thinks they're inteesting as hell he wasn't one to use them he just thought they were rad as hell and he WILL recognize specific ones if shown even a peak of one. he cannot live without being 100% up to date with every single type of gun in existence he needs to know all about them and understand how they work and does elaborate dissections into how they're built

even if shy once comfortable with the rest of the team he actually is one to occasionally tease them and joke around sometimes HE HAS THIS RELATIONSHIP WITH NESS WHERE THEY ARE CONSTANTLY TRYING TO ANNOY EACH OTHER without actually annoying in each other idk how you call it but they just playing around they silly like that

type of person who's face turns red at even the slightest embarassment it just happrns really easily

im not even gonna lie to you he's essentially me irl i needed a character to project myself into so i dont feel bad about not being good at social cues and at anything that is not my main interest

OH YEAH HE'S THE TALLEST HE'S VERY LANKY BUT HE'S THE TALLEST he's confused to be older than he actually is a lot of the time

i almost forgot— ISTP 5w4

NOW POO!!!!!!!! YAY!!!!!!

Initially took things very seriously and remained stone faced for a while but ironically became the one that made the most jokes out of everything and has a very contagious laugh— he still takes things more seriously than the rest and is the one that keeps everyone focused when it's important but is now able to relax a lot more

REALLY CHARISMATIC. LIKE HE'S AMAZING AT DEALING WITH PEOPLE EVEN IF HE PREFERS SOLITUDE.

loves animals and animals love him once found a dog and was very sad when he couldn't take him along in the journey... HE GENUINELY JUST SITS DOWN AND SPEAKS TO ANIMALS VERY CASUALLY LIKE hello sweet little dog. how are you doing on this fine saturday. awesome😊.. AND DOES MAGIC TRICKS FOR THEM😭😭😭 He's the disney princess of the group animals will just come to him and be nice to him birds sing along to this boy existing AND HE'LL BE LIKE OH, THIS IS NORMAL, while the rest of the group is just dumbfounded by rhat

i think he'd be quite tech illiterate as he spends most of his time concentrating on his training he really didn't pay much mind to technology (he preferred putting time into working on himself instead of wasting it trying to properly understand technology). BUT HE'S DOING HIS BEST HE IS INTRODUCED TO ARCADE GAMES AND THANKS TO FRIENDS BECOMES HOOKED he was a little lost but hes okay

becomes good friends with jeff because both felt like the odd one in the team at some point and come from very different backgrounds than ness and paula did THEYRE GOOD BUDDIES

He speaks multiple languages very well, but since english is not his first language he feels a bit lost sometimes when with friends. So doing his best effort he brings A WHOLE DICTIONARY WITH HIM AT ALL TIMES like these four will find a word not a single one of them knows and Poo will be there like. dont worry guys i got this AND PULLS OUT HIS DICTIONARY😭😭😭😭 DUDE'S READING THE ENTIRE THING TO PROPERLY UNDERSTAND HIS FRIENDS😭😭 picks magazines for english so he doesn't have to ask them every single time he's lost and to keep at the same pace they do

might be noticeable already but POO'S A TOTAL SWEETHEART HE DOES NOT MIND SAYING THE MOST SWEETEST AND CARING WORDS EVER KNOWN TO MAN and is very confused when one of the 4 cries in emotion because his words are very nice. THAT'S JUST NORMAL FOR HIM HE'S JUST LIKE THAT JUST NATURALLY VERY VERY NICE AND KIND no one can beat him on being very nice

Sometimes the only sane one in the group he is silly, but he balances the silly properly he knows when to save the silly for later

talking about him being good with people if you need to distract someone NO PROBLEM and he just does it really well DOES MAGIC TRICKS!!!! he likes doing his silly little tricks it's something he learned on the side from his training he loves seeing how people react to them

oh yeah the shortest and is confused to be younger than he is sometimes when he's the oldest in the group. basically Jeff backwards but Jeff isnt the youngest

...infj 8w9

NOW YOUD BE LIKE DAMN MICHAEL THATS A LOT OF TEXT ALREADY YOU SPENT AN HOUR WRITING THIS (yes its been an hour i think i i dont know ive been writing this since you asked when was it HELP) BUT I AM NOT DONE. I AM NOT DONE!!!

JUST JUST A FEW MORE FOR OTHER PEOPLE ASIDE FROM THE CHOSEN 4 BECAUSE i need an excuse to talk abojt tony he's my favorite favorite I could make an essay on his character

I like to think Tracy is super smart and is so smart that she's a few school grades (whatever you call um idk um school years?) ahead of what she would be for her age for it. EVEN THOUGH SHES LIKE 9 she's smarter than ness thats for sure and she mentions this but he's silly so he still needs to be the cool older brother regardless so he ignores that she's smarter GIRLIE GOT A JOB AND HE WAS LIKE TRACY WHAY ARE YOU DOING ON THE ESCARGO EXPRESS LIKE YOU ARE 9😭😭😭

i dont actually have any particular Pokey headcanon besides him being interested in tech because of mother 3 BECAUSE HE FEELS VERY FLESHED OUT ALREADY AT LEAST TO ME SO I DONT FEEL THE NEED TO DO AN ENTIRE BLOCK OF HEADCANONS FOR HIM I REALLY LIKE HIS CHARACTER THOUGH best i got possibly just enters theory territory instead

AND ABOUT TONY!!! like in the game he's a very earnest and good kid. I imagine he's seen as someone very sociable and easy to get along with to his peers LIKE HE WILL DO ANYTHING TO HELP EVERYONE FEEL INCLUDED and does an extra effort to get Jeff friends and for people to understand and like him like he be taking him to some of his other friends like. THIS IS MY BEST FRIEND!!!!!!! and theyre like Tony rhis is the sevenrh time you introduced him TONY IS THE MAIN REASON JEFF HAS ANY OTHER FRIENDS IN SNOW WOOD

tony sucks at science like really bad he's not good at anything scientific process like and would be bad at remembering them...IF HE DIDN'T TAKE THE EFFORT TO MANUALLY REMEMBER THEM BECAUSE JEFF IS THE ONE TELLING HIM. he be sitting there absorbing all that information and casually mentioning it here and there so Jeff gets really excited about it. ASIDE FROM THAT HE'S ACTUALLY GOOD AT MATH AND IT GAINED HIM A SCHOLARSHIP AT SNOW WOOD IN THE FIRST PLACE WHICH I IMAGINE IS VERY PRESTGIOUS

hes just a very hardworking kid in general THOUGH HE'S VERY CLUMSY AT TIMES. he's seen as the funny guy he cracks out jokes for everyone to laugh at people just generally like him a lot

sprta silly because lil dude is so honest and good natured he has to fight so hard to tell a lie. he's quite naive and easily forgives people WHICH OF COURSE HE'S LIKE 12 OF COURSE HE'S LIKE THAT BUT HE'S MORE THAN ANYONE ELSE

anyway im not makikg thisbany longer its already scary enough I AM SORRY. . .....I DID NOT WANT IT TO BE THIS LONG. . ..im very thankful you asked but ay the same time i feel obligated to ask for forgiveness at how long ive rambled for I just I just love this game I COULD DO MORE BUT NAW💔💔💔

#not art #headcanons #THANKS FOR ASKING BY THE WAY!!!!! I GOT TO RAMBLE!!!#I am so sorry to every one of my followers for this one #honestly it wasnt my plan to expose myself as the guy that rambles a lot that i am and was planning to keep myself short wirh my art only #but oh well #i think this is fine too #when did you ask help me i dont remember how long ive spent writing this I BEGAN WRITING SINCE YOU ASKED AND FINISHED JUST NOW HELPPP

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lfg… lighting out for the territories

Reinhard had always hated parties, and this one was no exception. He didn’t mind the stiff white dress uniform he was wearing, nor did he mind the food, or the music. It was simply the concept of being at a party, when he would rather be doing something productive.

“So, you’re the celebrity,” Dominique said. Her voice was low for a woman’s, and somewhat sultry.

OMG DOMINIQUE!!! MY MF GIRLFRIEND!!!

i love econ bro rein wiaw reinhard and stringer bell would get along well (or hate eachother) (bc we all know reinhard is a utilitarian goody-two-shoes despite being a conqueror. no love for the fiends & the pushers, von musel!)

the fact that this description is in the first chapter.. very ambitious.. even so early u see reinhard’s cruel outlook “…while the saving of four hundred Alliance soldiers may mean much to their families, in a war where battles regularly involve the lives and deaths of millions of people, it’s insignificant.” u can juxtapose this to yang’s moral dilemma bc reinhard has none. in fact hes like a lot of ppl will die for a greater cause (while that aspect of war torments yang, it is something a younger reinhard can alr rationalize??? rein canon compliant REDACTED?) wiaw reinhard is so fascinating to me bc hes in a far more disadvantageous position than he ever was at any point of canon tl. not to be oh ur sister aint in the kaiser’s ears skirt admiral~~ but its kinda like that. reinhard my baby im so sorry plz dont kill m-

BISHOP DEGSBY…???!!! also rly love the mention of the mandate … the goldenbaums r like this bizarro mix of prussian aesthetic, franco revanchism& legit hitlerite shit especially back in rudolf’s heyday n the intersection of emperor-god more associated in certain eastern cultures than not like theyre sooo weird the empire is so weird.

Reinhard’s smile was cold. “The Alliance is my home, and I am grateful to it for all that it has given me, but I do not pretend that the reason I fled there as a child was out of some ideological purity. It was out of a simple desire to keep the ones I love safe. To say anything to the contrary would be the height of hypocrisy.”

“And yet you claim to hate the Goldenbaums?”

“Hatred is not ideology, Bishop. It’s personal.”

reinhard von musel playa hater of year u.c. 796 😂

im sorry to put on my evil fujo goggles but i think something clicked here so canon lotgh reinhard had kircheis but distance from his family while in wiaw he has his family but distance from kircheis… ofc his hatred of the goldenbaum come from the same core of them tryna sexually barter his sister but its so fascinating here.

omg is reinhard being an econ bro slash amateur space socmed influencer the equivament of yang’s second rate historian bro-ism in canon tl . except reinhard loves this space military shit & the econ is an accidental hustle. that is the funniest shit ever + is actually more adjacent to my relationship w history… and even this whole blog. health bro shoehorned into amateur historian/anthropologist on yaoi tumblr

INGRIDDDD OMG I FUCKING CALLED IT..!!!

YOOOOOOO THIS SHIT CRAZY CULT COERCION MEETS HUMAN TRAFFICKING?? INGRID BEING THE SAME AGE AS ANNEROSE WHEN SHE MET LUDDY? I did not think she was that young at the wedding what is going awnnn hunny.

blackwell is like struggling to parse if reinhard is a fuckboy while reinhard is like im something of a feminist myself, (he really is my baby god its 2019 again the peak of my reinhard cte)

IS CH2 TITLE A ZORA NEALE HURSTON REF? This is the third wiaw chapter title ref i clocked methinks.

another moment id 100% comm is reinhard in jeans & a light 80s style jacket. reinhard always forgets hes in the top .5% percentile of beauty its hilaryus. pretty girl who just wants to be one of the bros

oh wow we’re actually getting ‘earth church being given cogent beliefs outside of being the space illuminati/blood libelesque as they were in canon’ wow thank u so much for fixing up that disasterclass. authornim’s catholic upbringing is bleeding thru but it makes it more poetic! but catholics dont be dope fiends like this. haha love it

MULLER!!!!! Lmao im already so into this game of telephone theyre playing.

It had been a waste of a day, and Reinhard had returned to his apartment in a bad mood. His mood only got worse when he found that his entire apartment had been ransacked while he was out. His personal computer was missing, and it was clear that the thief had left in a hurry, which meant that they had known Reinhard was returning home, which meant that it was not a thief but probably an imperial agent.

Reinhard stood with his hands on his hips in the middle of his studio, and addressed the room in the imperial language, using his general haughty tone, even though he had just had his apartment broken into, and he was somewhat disheveled from his day of training.

“Lieutenant Commander Muller,” he said. “I’m sure that you know by now that I do not keep anything other than my personal correspondence on my personal computer, and that my personal correspondence is of absolutely zero interest to you. Furthermore, you will notice that, although we share similar responsibilities, I have not, and do not intend to, break into your personal quarters. We may be enemies, but Phezzan would have you believe that we are living for the moment on a civilized planet, and I would hope that we can behave like civilized men.

“In the interest of not causing too great of a disturbance to the detente which exists here on Phezzan, I will not elevate this issue if you would return my property to me. I will be at the park at 54th and Lexard tomorrow evening. I will see you there, Lieutenant Commander Muller.”

IM ACTUALLY CACKLING!!!!!! hes so catty i love her. muller trying to look like a student but failing😂

“Well, I mean, he’s not… He’s not from the Empire.”

“Oh?”

“Like he would have been killed under Rudolph. Or at least sent to do labor.”

adding w/e starzone the galactic empire is in as ‘places to avoid entirely if ur any visible person of color’ MY God the absence of metaphor is striking amc iwtv voice . love how reinhard is like oh if u think u got my tea off a blog name then u rly gone get sum. tell leigh send hugs & kisses to my first love xoxo reinhard von musel

“Sir, my sister is more competent than I am,” Reinhard said, which made Blackwell laugh.

And is!!!

“Tell me.” She was a little more direct without the bishop present, which Reinhard thought was both interesting and an improvement.

LIKE WHAT IS GOING ON WITH HER!??? also im Lmbo @ reinhard going ‘well do i look like yo mf mama (earth) ‘ hes such a smartass i adore him. ik authornim oppresses reinhard but they truly Get Him!!!!

“Don’t make promises you can’t keep,” Ingrid said. She looked up at the candle-lit altar. “You may look like a god, but you are only a man.”

Reinhard shook his head, too used to strange remarks about his appearance to be embarrassed. “I’ve never seen a god move anything in the world, so I would much prefer to be a man. Besides, my sister looks better than I do.”

im obsessed w ingrid bodying reinhard in such a manner with religious undertones & reinhard going fuck god. my sister’s cuter than me.

Ingrid’s hand dropped back to clutch the pew. “Part of me lived. Part of me died. A very dear… friend… of mine sacrificed her standing to save me. The Earth Church protected me. I’m very grateful to their patronage.”

DOES SHE FEEL LIKE A DEAD MAN WALKING…. IS THE EARTH CHURCH TAKING ADVANTAGE OF THE LOSS OF WHAT WAS HOME FOR HER. MAGGIE😢😢😢HER SON ERWIN💔💔

REINHARD LOCKET…😢👀

As far as the man you encountered at a party, yes, I do believe I know who you’re referring to. I… hope... that you do not have too many reasons to come into contact with him, but if you should see him again, you may let him know that his message was received very happily, and that, quote, “I’m doing what you said to.”

OHMYGOD💔💔💔💔 wait im kinda jtfo at yang pov in this message cuz he prolly thinking to himself aw shit someone could be figuring me out on phezzan meanwhile reinhard & muller is in a quasi one sided homosexual espionage rigmarole

OMG ANNEROSE IS BACK!!!!

Linz had rather kindly made her a sign that read, “If your question is about my personal life, the answer is ‘NO.’ If you have an actual question, please come in.”

⚰️⚰️⚰️

#wiaw read #wiaw

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sankttealeaf · 3 months

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Thought immediately about Rue and LSDL, so Enver’s POV: Hometown & Young - Blackout

https://open.spotify.com/track/1l2tobE9EUNepryZCNrpG4?si=cLp44sbySXaMyrZBIs-jGQ&context=spotify%3Aalbum%3A0udP9yp8qTYTAoCEBc4n9R

My love's a cigarette death (everything he once loved ended badly or rue being deadly af?)

And I don’t even know where she runs to (rue going back to the temple or leaving after arguments)

Half the time in my head (not being able to concentrate cuz of her)

But lord I’d love to figure it out (him trying and trying again to figure out where the temple is)

Slowly she comes back to me (self-explanatory)

My thoughts of a wedding ring (their lil convo in the latest chapter ARGH)

My love has grown so cold as ice (after everything that’s happened to him, Bane being anti-lOvE & anxiety when it comes to rue)

My breath is white (Mephistopheles/Mephistar/Cania heist?)

Can you please take it away from me? (Him praying to Bane, trying to push down the weakness *cough* feelings)

Slowly she comes back to me

She says she wants everything (every single life, killing everyone for bhaal)

My heart, my head can’t explain (being torn between rue and following his plans & duties)

But in a blackout that’s all she says

My brains a silicon chip

My body is a suit to slip in to (putting on a show/mask & his anxiety coat)

But it seems I don’t fit (not being wanted by anyone in his life before?)

But I can hear her calling my name ("you only call me that when you want something" ~~Enver~~ pwease)

The silence it thrives at night (not being able to sleep at night, especially without the clutches of his fav Bhaalspawn)

Who knows how, when, or why? (Thinking about her promise to kill him last)

Blackened palms up to the sky (Bane worship & when rue and him tried to find out who myrkul‘s chosen is, by "praying")

When thoughts they come in then bleed out of my mind (engineering ideas, scribbling them down, building ˋem & not being able to keep up with thoughts)

And I try so hard to forget (trauma, his past)

Aim for my head cause that’s where the trouble is (maybe consuming alcohol?)

She snaps my neck back into place (latest chapter: him having a tantrum and rue giving advice what to do)

With her blue fingertips (isn’t rue a Mephistopheles tiefling?)

What a wasteful mistake (rue‘s line about their previous hookups)

Oh my god (maybe being overwhelmed, bane pwease h e l p)

And I can smell her skin (self-explanatory)

I know that, That this cage I’m in (bane owning him, his soul)

I’m broken (trauma & past)

She sang (either him to sleep haha or drawing him in like a siren?)

She sang

ANON I AM HOLDING YOU SO CLOSE TO ME RIGHT NOW THIS IS THE COOLEST THING EVER!!!! YES YES YES TO ALL OF THIS!!!! YOU SEE THE VISION!!! YOU GET THEM!!!!! <3<3<3<3

IT WORKS IT FITS!!! im buzzing i cannot form the right words but know this has gone STRAIGHT to my heart and now im overthinking about them again!!!!! aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh!!!

"My heart, my head can’t explain" (being torn between rue and following his plans & duties)" thinking so hard about this. there's a line ive got planned for one of the later chapters that fits around the theme of rue vs his duties and :) enver gortash your mind is so fun to dive into. call me a mindflayer parasite the way im wiggling around in there

i love love love analysing lyrics to fit them and this??? perfect, no notes at all!! fun fact i started writing up key lyrics from songs that are on the playlist i made for them that Capture Their Vibes Perfectly just like that im so glad to see im not the only one who goes line by line + puts things into their perspective. (i am. normal about these two i promise!!!!)

also i immediately added it to their playlist i have for them. linked it below because its the only thing i listen to anymore

(+ also listening to more of hometown & young. they are so good how have i not stumbled across them before. thank u dearest anon<3)

going to think about this for the rest of the day anon thank u for this!!!!!!!!

(+ yea rue is a mephistopheles tiefling despite her claims that shes "not a tiefling" and "is bhaals flesh" she's lying do not believe a word she say. i think the mephistar heist is going to be so funny because of it.)

#; tea time #anon #; let sleeping dogs lie #this has actually made my day i love this #thank u anon!!!! your mind!!! you get them!!!!!

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thekinkyleopard · 4 months

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Interview with a Ship

A Couple’s interview with

BlyFry

Decided we would kick off this month’s couple interview with our newest editions! Freya and Blythe! @aller-geez Owns Freya 🥰

Alright girls! First question!! Who is the more flirty one out of the two of you?

Oh, most certainly me, Freya is a mess when it comes to flirtations, 🤭 but gosh it surely is adorable when she tries. 😍

Bly 🥺 That’s not fair…I don’t have as much customary knowledge as you for, flirting. I spent the first few centuries of my existence just watching over people, so flirting was something I’ve had to learn through Blythe..

if I’m honest! 👉🏻👈🏻

Awe, that’s so very sweet though, we love learning through our partners!! Question 2! Who would win in a game of hide and seek?

Probably Freya, Im not very patient and I don’t rather enjoy the anxiety that comes with having to stay quiet and still 😬🫥

I would have to agree, as Blythe gave me the training of a lifetime while I was still her Angel. Trying to keep her safe AND avoid being seen definitely kept me on my toes ૮₍ ´ ꒳ `₎ა

Question 3, Who is more codependent?

We’re a bit both codependent I’d say, she risked heaven, I sold my soul….pretty….equally obsessed with one another when you look at it from an outside perspective 🤷🏻‍♀️

-giggles- exactly! Not everything is a competition, you know~ ( ⸝⸝´꒳`⸝⸝)

Question 4, Who is more willing to compromise?

Me, most certainly. Blythe is a bit more on the stubborn side 🤭

What? I am not! I am super agreeable, and I am always willing to compromise for you! 😩

Sure you are Honey, sure you are 😌

Question 5, who is the more picky eater?

I’ll eat almost anything you give me, unless it has cheese. I hate cheese. Can’t stand the smell, texture or taste. 🤢

I’ll try anything once but the food here is so bland… so I guess that means I’m the picky eater, then, huh? ૮˶´ ᵕˋ ˶ა

Question 6, What makes you worry about the other?

I worry, that someday her choosing me, will eventually take her away from me…and that day, if it were to ever come…I better learn how to slay a God….

My biggest fear is that one day she will regret selling away her soul to spare my fate… she was so young, with so much potential that my stupid decisions took away… -clears her throat and wipes away a single tear from her eye- anyway! We don’t like to think about those kind of things~ ૮₍ ˶•⤙•˶ ₎ა

Question 7, Last question! What is your favorite feature on your partner?

Her jaw, hips, inner thighs….her ass…collar bones…oh my god her ti-…breasts…*clears throat* I’m a big fan. 🫠🤤

Oh gosh, there’s so many good answers here… it’s gotta be a tie! Her gorgeous silver eyes when the sunlight hits them just right… It’s like watching someone smelt platinum, just fascinating and absolutely beautiful at the same time; an art form~ But of course, I can’t forget about the perfect shape of her lips, even the little pout she gets on them whenever she doesn’t get something she wants… -winks at Blythe with a giggle-

And that’s all the questions we have for today! Thank you ladies for indulging with us, and for everyone who takes the time to interact! 😘🥰

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Fake Dating (Damien x reader)

Authors note: I swear to god with man is so pretty. Based off the love trope post I made. Also sorry if perspectives are all over the place Im so bad at this :[

Summary: Damien is fed up with people trying to hook him up with their daughters or woman flirting with him so he tells them you're his wife. Downside, you're not.

"Damien! It's good to see you!" Some old man announces while Damien is standing at the punch bowl.

"Hey, how's it going?" He greets.

"Pretty good, pretty good. Say, how would you like to meet my daughter? She is a lovely young woman." He should have known this was gonna happen as soon as the man walked over. This is the third attempt of someone trying to hook him up with their daughter or some random drunk woman trying to get him home with them.

"I'm sorry, I'm sure she's beautiful but I actually plan on leaving in a few minutes." He stutters out before an older woman comes towards him.

"Oh, Percy, leave him alone. Besides, he probably has 100s of woman coming after him. He doesn't need you're daughter coming after him." The woman laughs.

"Hey! What's that supposed to mean?!" The man shouts. Another man comes in, talking over them.

"What he really needs to do is find a woman and settle down with her. Not be a player." The man scoffs. Damien takes great offense to that. He doesn't want 100s of woman interested in him. He wants one woman. He's not trying to be a player. He isn't one.

"I have found a person." He blurts out in the heat of the moment. The group of people around him grows silent and stares at him.

"Really? Is that true?" The woman asks. He shifts awkwardly. He doesn't prefer to lie. But, he feels like he doesn't have another choice in the matter right now.

"Yes, it's true."

"Oh, I'm sorry. If I knew I wouldn't have offered my daughter to you." The man apologizes.

"It can't be true! He doesn't have a ring." The second man points out.

"I-I do have a ring. Just I had to get it resized it was too tight." He is sort of proud of how quickly he can come up with a lie.

The men around him nod and the woman come closer, asking about his spouse.

"Oh, Damien, what is their name? What are they like? When did you meet?"

"Uh, their name is Y/n, they are very pretty and kind and we've been friends for as long as I can remember." See, none of what he said was a lie. It's just that Y/n is not his spouse. Y/n is his childhood best friend that now works right on his side as his secretary. By they seem to believe it.

"Oh that's so sweet!" The woman fawns.

"I suppose you better get home then, don't want to keep you're spouse waiting. And next time you should bring them." He nods and smiles and takes this chance to leave.

It doesn't hit him what happened until he gets home.

"Oh, shit. What am I gonna tell Y/n?"

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The next day at work he is sitting at his desk. He's supposed to be working on the papers in front of him but he can't help but think about the night before. How could he forget when the reminder of what happen is right outside of his office?

After awhile he calls Y/n into his office.

"Hey Dames, what's up? You need some more coffee?" They look at his almost empty cup.

"No, no, well yes but I need to tell you something first." Y/n face is filled with concern as they take a seat in the chair across from him.

"Yes, is everything alright."

"Well, I may have done something wrong." His face flushes pink.

"Oh god, what did you do this time?" A tiny grin appears on both of their faces. God he loves how Y/n can make him smile even when he knows their is a chance they are gonna hate him in the next few seconds.

"So, last night I was at one of the parties I have to attend. And I may have told them that we were married." He mumbles the last part but Y/n hears it all. Their eyes go wide and they can't help but laugh.

"Oh my god, Damien why?" They hide their face in their hands, still laughing.

"They kept trying to hook me up with their daughters or go home with them!" He shouts, which causes Y/n to laugh more. "They also called me a player cause I hadn't settled down yet."

Y/n shakes their head at him. "They called you a player?? Do they not know that you haven't dated someone since sophomore year in high school?!" Y/n starts laughing more.

"Okay, okay, you didn't have to start bullying me. Anyways, we have a bigger issue."

"Okay, I'm sorry. What's up?" They calm down their laughter and look at him seriously.

"I got invited to another party next Saturday. And I told them that I would bring my spouse to the next party..." he trails off.

"So... what I'm getting, is that you want me to be you're fake spouse to the party next Saturday so they'll stop trying to hook up with you?" He pauses for a second.

"Will you??" Y/n smiles and gets to their feet.

"Anything for my husband." They grin before grabbing the cup and walking out of the room. Leaving Damien a blushing mess.

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Later that evening at home, he gets a message from Y/n.

Y/n

So do want me to come over so we can practice being a married couple? Maybe have a fake wedding?

Damien

What? Why?

Y/n

1 cause with the amount of experience you have had with relationships you'll probably need a reminder on how they work

Also we'll need rings

Damien

I can search Celine's jewelry for some? I know I have one somewhere.

Y/n

I'll be right over baby :)

Damien

???

Y/n

It's a couples thing🙄

About 30 minutes later there was a knock on the door and Y/n came rushing in.

"Oh, honey I'm home!!" They shout.

"I feel like you're having to much fun playing this role." He comments.

"Oh I am. I'm so excited to be able to do this around people." They joke. Damien smiles and pulls out his ring and a few of Celine's rings. Y/n let's out a gasp.

"Omg, Damien, are you proposing?!" He rolls his eyes at them.

"Yes I am, I didn't know you're ring size so try them on a see if they fit." You both smile and you try on the rings until you find one that fits.

"I'm glad I told them we were already married so you couldn't come up with the idea of us getting engaged during the party." Y/n threw their head back with laughter.

"Oh but we could get divorced."

"No! Cause then they'll try to hook me up with their daughters." You both laughed. You sat down on the couch and Damien joined you.

"So, how do you practice being a married couple?" He asks.

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"What do you mean 'why does it matter?' I have to know what kind of party it is so I know how to dress!" Y/n complained over the phone.

"I don't know I usually just show up in my suit and it's good." Damien answers.

"Okay so fancy but not to fancy, got it, see you in about 30 minutes. Be ready." Before he can respond Y/n hangs up.

Of course he'll be ready. He's always ready on time. He checks himself in the mirror one more time before sitting on the couch. He fiddles with his fingers and waits. Why does it have to be so long. He doesn't want to wait. He's already anxious enough. Not that he doesn't want to go to a party with Y/n. He has many times but never as their "husband". He's thought about what I'd be like. Being their husband. He knows it's silly but he kinda doesn't want it to be an act.

A little while later he hears a knock on the door. He doesn't rush to the door cause he knows you'll just open it. You walk into the kitchen where he is waiting.

"Well, look at you mr handsome." Y/n teases with a smile. "Have I ever told you that you look good in a suit." His face goes slightly pink at the compliment.

"No you haven't, but I accept the compliment. You look amazing." He wanted to say more. Say how handsome/beautiful/pretty they looked in their suit/dress. He wanted to do so much more. But it's just an act that will last for one night. So he better make the best of it.

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Damien and his spouse have been the topic of the night. Everyone af the party were waiting for their arrival. Once they say Damien step out of the car they were ready to meet his spouse.

"So a reminder, hand holding, is okay, no kissing on the lips and pet names are alright." Damien nodded as he took your hand to help you out of the car. "Are you alright, love?" Y/n noticing his anxiousness. Y/n was always able to read him well. He nodded as they walked up the steps to the door.

"Just nervous." He stated calmly.

"Hey, if you need a break we can step out or leave." He nodded again and opened the door for you.

"Damien! Pleasure to see you. And you must be Y/n! We were all quite shocked to find out he was married." He laughed and Y/n laughed along with him. The party continues on and everyone is coming up to the duo to meet Damien's spouse.

People are spending the whole night trying to keep Damien's attention but Y/n is the only one who is able to do that. Going from small glances accompanied by smiles from across the room, to quick check-ins whispered into each others ears, followed by gentle kisses on the cheek.

People fawned over your relationship. They talk about how they have never seen Damien smile so much. Never heard him laugh so gleefully. They thought you were the perfect couple. You were just what Damien needed. Not only did everyone think that, he did too.

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As the party came to an end, everyone came to say goodbye to the happy couple.

"You two make the cutest couple!" Woman would fawn to you.

"I've never seen you this happy, Damien. They really are the one huh?" Men would say to him. But he would just nod. He couldn't take his eyes off you. Your smile, hair, eyes, lips, you're suit/dress, it was all perfect. It was all his for the night. But now the night was over. He didn't want it to end.

Finally you guys had left. It was a quiet ride home. Y/n was struggling to keep their eyes open, while Damien's mind was racing. All because of Y/n. Every thought was Y/n.

"Hey, we're home." Damien said softly, gently tapping Y/n. Y/n groaned and stretched before getting out of the car. They quickly walk over to Damien as he was already heading towards the house. Once they get into the house Y/n slips off their shoes before getting a drink from the fridge. "You know Dames, I don't get why you dislike the girls there. Some of them were quite pretty!" Y/n announced from the kitchen while Damien was heading to the couch. "Eh, I think some of them are nice. But..." He trailed off right as Y/n came into the room. "But....?" Y/n questioned. "I guess... their not my type." Damien shrugged. Y/n just rolled their eyes and scoffed before sitting down next to him. "Since when do you have a type Dames? Or is it just a person in particular?" Y/n asked. Damien's face started to heat up. It was a person. A person he really liked, and had known forever. Unfortunately Y/n noticed the blush on his face and grinned. "Oooooo, who's the special person?" Y/n teased with a grin. "What? There's no 'special person'" Damien stutters out and rolls his eyes, with an even more obvious blush. "Okay, whatever you say Dames. But can I ask you something?" Y/n asks. He looks at them curiously before nodding. "Why did you say I was your spouse? I know the only person you talk too." That is the one question Damien has been avoiding. He knows why he said it. But he prayed that you wouldn't ask him that. His thoughts raised as he tried to think of an answer. Should he tell you the truth? Did you already know? Would it be better to lie? His thoughts yelled at him to tell you... so he did. "Because... because I want you to be my spouse!" Damien blurted out. He shut his eyes as he was afraid of your response. He didn't want to see your face of disgust as he just admitted his feelings for you. But something he thought would never happened, happened. He felt your soft hands cup his cheeks and the feeling of your hands pulling him closer to you. His lips touched yours and his heart felt like it was going to explode. You had kissed him he never expected this. He dreamed about it sure but he never expected to be able to feel how soft your lips were against his own. He was breathless, it was better than he could ever imagined. When you finally pulled away after what was probably a few seconds, but felt like years to him, he stared at you in complete disbelieve. Until your laugh pulled him back into reality. "You know you could have just said that, instead of going through all this. We are gonna have to get married like... now!"

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Finally I finished this. I assure you this isn't as good as it origonally was gonna be but yk it is what it is. Also I'm sorry if the ending is shit idk what I was doing lmao.

hope you enjoyed this :)

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