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#could be platonic but i implied romantic
thatdeadaquarius · 9 months
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Hallo! You know who is someone I don’t see many people appreciating? Ganyu! Imagine a neurodivergent creator reader who is the one that finds her when she’s going through one of her crises when she doesn’t know if she belongs with the humans or Adepti and reader can understand her because that’s how they feel as well about life?? And about their old world and sometimes this one??
I feel that they could potentially bond over that and maybe even realize Ganyu is also somewhat neurodivergent in some way?? Or she’s very socially inept in some ways and reader can relate and share in those worries so the two just sometimes sit together shoulder to shoulder and just not say anything and just relax and everyone is confused??? Anyways that’s all for me, keep up the great work! :D
-Bonk anon
GOD, NEURODIVERGENT ASKS, JUST HAVE MY WHOLE HEART IN YOUR HANDS 😭😭🤲🤲💙💙
JUST TAKE IT I DONT NEED IT-
ALSO LESSER ASKED FOR/LESS POPULAR CHARACTERS??
SIGN ME TF UP-
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Ahhh, look at her... I would die for her, kill for her... either way, what bliss ✨️
also fuCK mihoyo, she’s fat and beautiful and so thats how she gonna be written. 😤
saw this in my mailbox forever ago and as i was workng thru them, was just like, “damn that Ganyu ask is so close im so excited to write abt her <33”
Sun: Neurodivergent!Reader, Gender Neutral (they/them)
Orbit: tiny scenario +headcanons
Stars: Ganyu, my dearest.
Comets & Meteors: Content Warnings: talk of low self-esteem & Trigger Warnings: talk of low self-esteem, neurodivergent struggles, talk of missing meals (ganyu wants to schedule out her lunch-breaks).
when you’d initially explained to the (actually scarily strong irl) genshin characters who’d been claiming all kinds of wild stuff about you (”The Last Descender! The World Player!”)
you’d been in Liyue at the time, and out of everyone, the first you could see believed you were a mortal on Earth before (and not ruling it 💀) was Ganyu.
She’d looked shocked, like the others, but you could quickly see her get more and mire visibly twitchy and excited as you explained further
(rlly unlike the just,, utter confusion on Xiao’s, Zhongli’s, Shenhe’s, and Cloud Retainer’s faces, so convinced of your divinity there’s no way you could be human- even just acting like one-)
but you did, and Ganyu loved it.
you actually didn’t interact much for the first month you were stuck in a gacha video game (the other alloegenes, gods, adepti, and citizens, including international, pulling you around for opinions on this and that)
But one night you couldn’t sleep (the Qixing provided amble spacious housing in a temple already apparently dedicated to you, one you’d never seen in game)
It’d been… a rough day.
Everywhere you went, miscommunications followed, and you still didn’t really know how to mask properly around these just- well, since they were real, aliens
sure, they mimicked stuff about humans, but not the people/culture you’d mostly been around, (and the adepti had their own code of behavior, which was so complex you’re sure they should’ve made an actual social behavior manual by now)
but you just couldn’t escape the endless cycle, not only that, but your executive function had apparently forgotten to keep up with some important appointments or otherwise things you had needed to get done earlier, so you were scrambling to send a late letter to Fontaine inventors who needed to get the project started in 3 days, which is how long the letter takes to get there, oh gods, and you needed to check on Inazuma, apparently Seirai island is getting lightningy again and the Raiden Shogun wants you in person as soon as possible to aid her with it, but you need to attend a Knights of Favonius meeting in 2 days-
Yeah. You were stressed, and honestly? crumbling under the pressure.
So you’d snuck out of your rooms (dodging the patrolling guards) and went to the office of the one person who knew who’d understand
Ganyu. Scribbling and mumbling in her office to herself, late into the night
She’d jumped at you slipping in without knocking (avoid the Milieth at all costs, even tho ur literally god and you’ve been told you can do whatever you want mostly)
and knocked a whooooollleee stack of papers to the floor, scattering it everywhere 😭
you’d scrambled to start picking them up,, but then she stops you frantically saying “No, no, it’s okay, it’s not a big deal I promise, there’s no need to cry over these silly papers, heaven-sent!”
what??
oh.
oh no.
it’d just been one more thing you’d messed up on top of all of today (and tbh this whole month whirlwind of becoming some kind of god of the continent)
and Ganyu was, Ganyu <3
she was sweet and kind and so overwhelmingly helpful, how could you make a mess of her life too-
“Emperor? Huangdi?”
you’re just sitting on the floor now, but you startle when she gently holds your upper arms, calling your name very softly, so soft if she wasn’t saying you actual name you’d think she was talking to something else, something precious to her
the qilin guides you up, easily supporting your weight, she directs you to her couch, and manuvers you into laying your head across her plush thighs, the half-adepti’s pants aren’t as skin-tight like in-game, they’re actually the cosiest fabric you’ve ever laid on (or maybe that’s just a combination of your fragileness and her thick thighs)
she rubs your shoulder and back, offering a tissue (when did she get that-)
and that’s when you know you’ve chosen your first friend in Teyvat perfectly :)
you sneak out nearly every night for those first few months in Liyue (not including travel, which you tried to limit or you’d both make an excuse why she needed to come with lol)
just to sneak into her office, and you’d nearly cried a second time on her when she offered some notes about both standard human and adepti behaviors (after all, she’s had to study them both to fit into both)
Ganyu learns to do your hair and you do hers 🥺 she can’t bring herself to trust anyone to cut her hair but you, and you always try to do styles that don’t get in her way <3
like buns with a braid wrapped around it, or two space buns (Keqing didn’t say anything but Ganyu gossiped to you about how she could see a little smile on her face whenever she ran into Ganyu that week, obviously cutely thinking how they matched)
While of course the first thing Ganyu did was propose to help you schedule/manage your time so you wouldn’t have to rely on your non-existent executive function-
you’d also made sure to literally plop ur chin over her shoulder to make sure you saw “break” AT LEAST once a day, now that she was incorporating herself a little into ur schedule too (Ganyu fought tooth and nail to get rid of that lunch-break, but then you threatened to also not eat, and she caved so fast LMAO)
(bc she’s a die-hard workaholic ofc she wants this, after you heard abt her schedule in-game you’d thought it was lucky she was not fully human or she would’ve dropped dead, but now even moreso watching that horror in real time 💀)
which!! she!! is so!! (at this point you usually just squeeze her round cheeks a little too hard before then wrapping your arms as far as they can go around her torso and squeezing even harder-)
After a couple of “your trauma 🤝 my trauma” nights, she honestly understood really well where your limits were so to speak, what you could and simply couldn’t do
and was the first one willing to explain to people you have executive dysfunction (and was quick to cut off any “just try harder/pull yourself up by your bootstraps/just believe in yourself” nonsense when if came to your disabilities, even tho those were few and far between moments if any)
afterall, people had expected the same from her, and she frequently fell into that thinking herself (it also didn’t help that as you tried to give her a normal schedule at first, which benefitted her human side more, it felt like the Qixing was stumbling to keep up with the supernatural workload now being distributed)
Ganyu knew it had been your influence originally that helped her when she’d had her workload lightened/then followed by the traveler when she ran off
(and regardless of the truth too, when you’d finally gotten the courage to tell her how you actually interacted with Teyvat, unable to steer actions from what the plot dictated)
she’d still attributed it to you, (”well, you could’ve always just picked up your things and left, yes? But even if it was ‘pre-planned’ like you say, you still wanted to follow through and were… ahem, h-happy for m-me, right?” you’d smacked right into her you stimmed so relieved)
You didn’t exactly know how to explain it, bc everyone was really accepting,
from citizens to nobles, officials and guards, to vision-users, gods and other supernatural beings that inhabited Teyvat
no one judged you for unmasking/stimming, but in that way that meant they didn’t really understand what was different about you, they just knew you were and they’d still decided to treat you with the same adoration anyway
but Ganyu,
she treated you the same but knew what stims you did when you were happy or excited, what ones comforted you, what your latest verbal stims were, and what your “classics” were (u never had to tell her, she just learned them quick and all on her own, bless this woman 🛐 )
Ganyu understood all the good and all the bad and saw you unmasked and still laughed so hard at your jokes she fell into your side and always asked another question about your hyperfixations/interests
you’d quickly realized there were a lot of neurodivergent overlaps between stuff Ganyu did and what you did
(whether or not she herself was, you just assumed yes based on what you researched, but there wasn’t any official testing in teyvat)
it makes more sense to you after applying the neurospicy filter to all her actions why she’s so obsessed with work (she hyperfixates on certain projects the Qixing has going, and has a long-term passive fixation on scheduling/stationary/related office work stuff)
but this also meant you understood why she was always asking for more about you, your mortal world, your time here, where you wanted to go in teyvat, what you wanted to do, how’d you feel when the game did this to someone, what about-?
needless to say you couldn’t (and didn’t have to 🥲) contain your stims at knowing you became a slight hyperfixation for her
she got all embarassed and blushy about it!!! <333😩 (and did that cute thing where she just kinda sways in place holding her hands together when bashful or nervous ✨💔✨)
unrelated to above, but your favorite thing (besides sightseeing or eating at yet another new restaurant in liyue) to do together is go do something childish
like playing children’s games (hopscotch, or hill sliding in ganyus case) from both ur childhoods
u thought itd be a good idea to get Ganyu to relax a little more and have more fun outside her job!
(again, unrelated bc idk im scattered with these headcanons, the cryo user loves when you help her pick new outfits at stores not bc she wants to impress u what)
ok last unrelated headcanon i promise,
Ganyu wasn’t overly affectionate before, honestly she was always going too fast to stop for those kind of casual touches (and when was there time in her old scedule)
but after a month of getting comfortable around each other, she subconciously gets up from her desk (mid-reading a file/carrying it with her lmao)
and sits on her office couch, making room for you to lay on her (and she is the perfect pillow)
(you dont point it out, you know she’ll get too embarassed, and you refuse to lose Ganyu cuddles <3)
im so glad im not the only one who took one look at Ganyu’s problems in life and was like, “damn im neurospicy, ur so right, blue-frosty-magical-half-deer-secretary-woman”
btw it’s on the masterlist “turn on the background music?” but here’s really long playlist I made for sagau stuff!
mostly game music but also other fun songs i hope fit, mostly based of my blog so it’s not dark (as the other playlists under SAGAU search on spotify looked dark too lmao)
Safe Travels Bonk Anon,
💀♒
I mentioned making a kofi before, but I think I’ll start including it in posts too if u guys dont mind!
An iced coffee? For me?? :O
♡the beloveds♡
@karmawonders / @0rah-s / @randomnatics / @glxssynarvi / @nexylaza / @genshin-impacts-me / @wholesomey-artist / @thedevioussmirk / @the-dumber-scaramouche / @chocogi / @fallen-starr / @areaderofbooks
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aithusarosekiller · 1 month
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Reg and Lily being the friendship nobody expects to work but they secretly just bond over being trans
Like the smartest student of her age who is polite to teachers and helps younger students walking around with her little ankle biter friend who laughs at people for saying things wrong and judges everyone from afar
But secretly they're just awful gossips and huge nerds that complain about dysphoria to each other and share big chocolate bars with each other
The ultimate orange and black cat duo
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thatindigonobody · 22 days
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it’s april so have some april ✨
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givehimthemedicine · 2 years
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"I just stood there and I watched."
What if Max hasn't turned to El for support because her nightmares co-star El right alongside Billy?
What if part of Max's depression is guilt that El was always protecting her from monsters, but she didn't protect El from hers?
for my fic Do Not Cry in which Max, at the end of her rope, shows up at El's after a nightmare. soft angsty h/c ( ff / ao3 )
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saturnniidae · 14 days
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Alterous hiccstrid the world just isn't ready for your power yet..
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iwonderwh0 · 7 months
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The same way some people are asking not to tag their posts as hankcon or any other ship
Please, don't tag mine with "dad moment" or anything like that
It makes me severely uncomfortable
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marshmallowgoop · 2 years
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Spoilers for the ninth Detective Conan OVA, "The Stranger From 10 Years Later."
Realistically, out-of-universe, I know it's little more than fanservice. It's a peek at what a popular recurring character's future could be, a snapshot of how things may turn out for him. But in-universe, I can't help thinking about the implications of 26- or 27-year-old Heiji's short cameo appearance in Shinichi's literal fever dream.
There's an immense level of detail to the entire scenario. The tree in the Kudo yard has grown taller, downtown Tokyo is littered with new buildings and renovated old ones, a high school teacher's face is lined with more wrinkles than he ought to have after a mere "few months." It's a vibrant, breathing world that Shinichi's imagined—one that indicates to me that he's deeply considered the possibility of never returning to his old life. He's walked by his home, in a body so small that he can't even unlock the gate, and thought to himself, "One day, that tree will tower over the fence, but I'll still be stuck as tiny Conan." He's ruminated about it, wondered and speculated and deliberated, how the city around him will change while he hasn't been allowed to, not in the way he wants.
And he's done the same concerning Heiji. And... it's positive. Immensely so.
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Interviewer: For today, we'll be interviewing... The famous detective from Naniwa, Hattori Heiji-san! He has brilliantly solved numerous intricate cases and is now recognized all over Japan! He's even opened his own detective agency!
Or, at least, it is at first, anyway. It's quickly revealed that Heiji and Kazuha's relationship hasn't progressed in the slightest, which, while obviously not a particularly favorable outcome for either of them, does say something about Shinichi. Because you could argue that Shinichi envisions Heiji living the life that he himself so desperately desires. You could say that the true purpose of Heiji's appearance in this OVA is to accentuate the future that Shinichi craves but cannot have, not yet and never as himself, where he's the mastermind behind a thriving, well-renowned detective agency, where an interview with him is unquestioningly broadcast on a huge screen overlooking Tokyo streets, where busy passersby stop in place, look up, and listen to what he has to say.
And... where he's also popular with girls.
Heiji is known as "The Lady-Killer of Naniwa" in Shinichi's imagination, and especially early in the manga, Shinichi does explicitly enjoy that kind of attention (File 10, included as File 1 in Volume 2, spells this out directly).
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Interviewer: I've heard that the young ladies have a certain nickname for Hattori-san... "The Lady-Killer of Naniwa."
But the fact that Heiji and Kazuha have gotten nowhere points me elsewhere. This isn't an idealized fantasy that Shinichi wishes he could have for himself in the slightest. Ran is his dream. The emotional heart of this special, the dominant, overarching tragedy, is how Conan's overwriting and erasure of Shinichi prevents him from being with his lifelong love. There's no way that Shinichi would ever imagine a "happy end" that's anything like what Heiji and Kazuha have going on in this OVA.
So, what does Shinichi's conception of 26- or 27-year-old Heiji mean? A few things:
Even in this nightmarish "bad end," Shinichi cannot conceive of a life without Heiji, just as he cannot conceive of a life without Ran. It's unthinkable.
Shinichi wholeheartedly believes that Heiji will be wildly successful in his career.
Shinichi wholeheartedly believes that Heiji is so attractive and good-looking that of course he'll be wildly popular with women. Undoubtedly.
tl;dr, Shinichi's thought about Heiji's future, and those thoughts are really essentially, "Yeah, there's no way that my boy Hattori isn't going to have his own fantastic detective agency one day, and also, he's a hunk, so he'll be called 'The Lady-Killer of Naniwa.'"
Seriously.
#detective conan#case closed#the stranger from 10 years later#shinichi kudo#heiji hattori#heishin#ramblings#shut up goop#i know i'm a broken record but you can't tell me that shinichi doesn't think highly of heiji#or that he could never be romantically attracted to heiji#even if it's vague i think this is the only time that shinichi has ever openly acknowledged the physical attractiveness of a guy#like c'mon he literally thinks heiji is so attractive that he'll be called 'the lady-killer of naniwa'??? i seriously cannot get over that#and sure this is just an ova and probably not canon but if some of the kazunari kouchi-written films are apparently getting canonized (?)#i don't see why this kazunari kouchi-written special can't too#it's canon in my heart in any case lol#anyway of course thinking highly of someone and that they're physically attractive#doesn't necessarily mean that there's any romantic attraction#and i never ever ever mean to discount the significance of platonic bonds or imply that they mean any less than romantic ones#i'm all about focusing on friendship first (which is why i rarely tag ships)#but at the same time it *really* rubs me the wrong way to see the argument that shinichi could ~never~ reciprocate heiji's affection#it feels a lot like 'well of course the desirable protagonist could never romantically love the dark-skinned boy'#and maybe that's unfair of me but i can't deny that that's how i feel#shinichi clearly has a lot of love for heiji and this ova shows that he finds heiji attractive#like... i really don't think it's as implausible as it's made out to be
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pinchedlittlefox · 1 year
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Remember, that in the Phasma novel, Cardinal says there are still several hours before the assembly begins. So when Armitage Hux is ""resting before the assembly"" (or so his droid says...), or rather, getting ready because Kylo Ren does not like to wait... ( the truth, which we learn via Hux’s internal monologue ). Hux does not mean Kylo is going to be irritated if Hux starts the assembly late. There is plenty of time before the assembly. Kylo is impatient for this private meeting that he and Hux are about to have. So Cardinal gtfo so Hux can get fancy for his man. i.e. kylux is canon and they were just bitter exes by time TFA started. Okay bye.
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herdreamywasteland · 4 months
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Here for you
This is a continuation of "With you, it's not so bad", on ao3. There's more to this, but I wanted to post this beforehand. this can be read by itself or you can go read the story (I'll include the link). This won't be posted on ao3 as it's a portion of a larger work, which will be posted eventually.
I'm jj_whats_her_face on a03, here's the link to the first work. TW!!
https://archiveofourown.org/works/48760078
Note: I do not allow my works to be copied to another site or translated without permission. Please message me if you would like to translate or podfic my work. I don't own dungeons and daddies, but if I did, y'all would hate me. Comments and Reblogs are adored, constructive criticism is allowed, and hate or negativity will be swiftly and efficiently dealt with.
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“I took a pregnancy test.”
Taylor stares at his best friend, her face wet with mascara and tears. He steps away from the door and she walks in. Scary stands there, looking like anyone but herself. She’s wearing a loose shirt and baggy sweatpants. Her hair is piled on her head, a mess of tangles.
“What’d it say?” He whispers, afraid of the answer.
Scary stares. She doesn’t need to say anything. He knows the answer.
“We’ll figure this out.” Taylor shuts the door, the quaver in his voice betraying his fear. 
“Will we?” Her voice is reedy and scared.
“Yeah, we will.” 
Scary looks at him, her dark eyes drilling into his. He stares back, waiting for her to move. To say anything. To just give him something to work with.
“Her name is Lucy.”
“Her?”
Scary nods, looking down. “I can just feel it.”
“Good to know.”
Scary glances back at him before walking to the stairs. She climbs them, Taylor limping after her. He follows her lead into his bedroom, sitting on the bed. She closes his door and sits heavily on the floor in front of him.
Wordlessly, Taylor begins to comb through her hair with his fingers. He works away at the knots, untangling them. 
“Scary?”
“Yeah?”
“Are you-” He clears his throat, not sure how to say this. “Are you sure you want to keep it?” Taylor cringes at how crude it sounds.
“No.”
He opens his mouth to ask what she means, but Scary sniffles and continues speaking.
“I don’t want her. I hate that she exists. But fuck, it’s not her fault. She didn’t decide anything. And I can’t hurt Lucy like that. I can’t kill her for something she didn’t do.” Scary looks up at him, tears flowing down her cheeks. 
Taylor can feel his eyes burning, he wants to cry too. But he can’t. He has to be strong for Scary. She needs him to be strong.
Scary stands and turns to face him. He looks up at her, not used to her being taller. She steps closer to him, her hips between his knees. 
Taylor places his hands on her waist, simply resting them there. Slowly, she sets her hands on his shoulders. They stand together, neither daring to move or speak. 
Carefully, Scary tangles her right hand in his hair, letting the soft strands slide through her fingers. She takes her left hand and reaches down to his right, lifting it off her waist. She moves it to her belly, right below the waistband of her pants. 
Taylor follows her movement, looking at where his wrist is held in her hand. He brushes his thumb along the seam of her sweats, the hand on her waist tightening. Scary tugs Taylor’s hair, making him look up at her.
She looks so broken, so beautiful, right now. Her hair is a tousled mess, making a halo around her face. Her cheeks are streaked with black, mascara long gone from her eyelashes. Her nose is red, her eyes glassy and scared. 
He is only a man, but she is a goddess. 
As he watches, she moves his hand from her stomach to her face, pressing it against her. She nuzzles it, her breath dancing along his palm. She lets go of his wrist, her hand falling to the side of his neck, resting against his skin. 
“Will it be okay?” Scary’s voice shakes and Taylor can feel her hand tighten in his hair.
“I… I don’t know.” He stares into her eyes. God, she’s the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen. Even like this. 
“Thank you.” Scary whispers, her lips barely moving. 
“For what?” Taylor hasn’t done anything worth thanking. He hasn’t done anything.
“Being honest.” She huffs a sad sort of laugh, the corner of her mouth twitching. 
He moves his hand from her face to her hip, pulling her closer. She twists her other hand in his hair, gently cupping his head. Taylor leans forward and presses his head to her chest.
Scary sighs, pushing his head closer to her breast. It’s something real. He knows that’s what she needs. He wraps his arms around her, breathing in her scent. 
She smells like the air before a thunderstorm, like fireworks at midnight, like sweetgrass in summer. Scary smells like life.
Her arms wrap around his head, resting on his shoulders. He shudders, feeling the way her heart slows as she settles against him. It’s odd, with his head to her chest, as though Taylor is the one being comforted. But this is what she needs, and he is more than willing to provide it.
“Scary?” His voice is muffled against her body, muffled by the tears threatening to escape his eyes. Why is he crying? He doesn’t know.
“Taylor?” Her voice makes his heart ache. It’s so beautiful, so broken.
“I- I, uh,” He’s not sure how to say it.
“Hmm?” 
Taylor feels more than hears her hum, buzzing against his face. God, he loves her. She’s his best friend, how could he not? Maybe Scary’s more than a friend, but he’s not going to think about that now. She doesn’t need him thinking that. She just needs him.
She needs him.
“No matter what happens,” His voice catches in his throat, stuck on unshed tears. 
“Yeah?” Scary’s voice is tight with nerves or maybe tears or anger. He doesn’t know.
“I’m yours, okay? I’ve got you.” Taylor’s voice is a quiet rasp, but he can feel her chest hitch with her next inhale.
He pulls away from her, looking up into her eyes. She’s crying again, but this time, they might be good tears.
“Thank you.” She presses her lips to his forehead and he closes his eyes as she does. 
Taylor scoots further back, tugging her onto the bed with him. He lays down, pulling her head to his chest. 
She curls into herself, her chest heaving. A broken wail escapes Scary, jagged with pain. He cries too, sobbing for her and her baby. God, her baby. Scary doesn’t deserve this. 
He holds her, murmuring into her hair, kissing her face. He rocks her as best he can, tangling his legs with hers, pressing her body to his. 
He holds her because he can’t kill the man that hurt her. 
He holds her because he can’t fix everything.
Taylor holds her because he doesn’t know what else he can do.
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alto-tenure · 1 year
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hershel layton and angela ledore's friendship is so important to me you have no idea
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I have finally acquired the Pact Ring, and I have to say... it really sucks that like half or more of the “explicitly romantic” options... still aren’t very romantic. Like some of them are great! Seadall and Pandreo have WONDERFUL “S” ranks, and Goldmary’s is plenty romantic even if I don’t personally care for her. But then there are others like Diamant where the dialogue tries SO HARD to dial down the romance despite the event being proposal-coded to hell and back. And he’s far from the only example, IMO, even if he’s perhaps the most notable and/or jarring.
In general I think this game restricted the romance options too much (Alear is supposedly 17. Why are OTHER 17 year-olds “too young”?) but they could have at least let all the romantic options ACTUALLY BE romantic. Is it really too much to ask for actual love confessions?
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rat-rosemary · 6 months
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I JUST READ A FIC WHERE MY FAVORITE SHIP WAS KINDA IMPLIED I'M OVER THE MOON
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quibbs126 · 1 year
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You know, I feel like Cookie Run has a very easy opportunity for a romance plot between a cookie that’s peanut butter and another that’s jelly (I suppose grape jelly if we’re being specific). Since you know, PB&J
And heck, if you want some love triangle drama, add in a Marshmallow Fluff Cookie (or some variation if marshmallow fluff is too close to copyright) that also has a thing for Peanut Butter, because fluffernutters
I dunno, I just thought of it and it seems like a really simple and easy opportunity. If it hasn’t already been done in some way
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mirrorofliterature · 5 months
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found someone vagueblogging about me for my old guard amatonormativity post
good times, good times
a wild misinterpretation of my post to fit your agenda is. hm. not fun
yeah what booker said WAS amatonormative what are you going to do about it, actually talk about it with me and have a constructive conversation?
didn't think so.
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selineram3421 · 4 months
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здраствуйте можно сделать реакцию на ревность аластора
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Hi, can I get a reaction to Alastor's jealousy?
Yes.
Jealousy Headcanons
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Alastor X Reader
Warning! ⚠
⚠ platonic to romantic, violence, all caps in bold italics = SOUND EFFECTS, implied torture/murder, gore? eyeballs, possessive? Alastor wants all of your attention ⚠
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Alastor has never felt jealous! How absurd of you to think that! Hahaha! Ha... Who is that demon taking up your attention?
He always had your attention.
You could be talking to the Princess but still focus on him.
Hell, you could be checking in a guest and still keep up with his tale of the day.
But now it was quite odd.
There was a demon coming by the hotel, not to see if they were interested in the cause but to use up his friend's precious time.
Even now the beastly thing walked up to the check in counter and started up a conversation with you.
He watched from the bar.
"Hey! I see its dead as ever in here.", the dragon demon grinned as they leaned on the counter.
"Not true~", you had replied. "I checked in four new guests!"
Yes, you had a knack of persuasion. Able to convince many to do almost anything. Sometimes even him.
"Oh yeah? How many sinners walked in?", the scaled creature leaned close.
Far too close for his liking.
"I just told you how many.", you replied and placed a finger on the dragon's snout, pushing them back as well. "Personal space."
He didn't like this demon.
Everything about them set something off. Their manners, their way of speaking, the way they move-
"Oh come on, I don't bite sugar cake~", the beast took your hand and kissed their way up to your elbow.
The way they t̵̬̥̻͂̿̈́ȏ̴̒͠u̸c̷̈́̊̆́̓͘h̷e̴̖̖͒̓͂͋̎ḑ̴̣̋͜ you.
"Nope!", you yanked your arm away and held it close. "None of that.", you laughed nervously with an uncomfortable smile.
It looked wrong. Your smile should be a happy one.
"I said I don't bite!", they laughed and tried to grab at your arm again. "You know I'm messing! When's your break?", they leaned over the counter, still trying to get at something to pull you closer. "I know a good bar to go to, or we can go to the club! I'd like to see your ass in something a little less-"
"Ew, no.", you rejected and backed away.
"Come on!", they started to climb on the counter. "Its just one time! I'll even help you get in and out of your clothes.", they grabbed onto your sleeve.
That's ENOUGH!
He quickly shadow traveled and snatched the wrist of the dragon.
"I believe they said no."
The beast growled with a sneer before looking at him, freezing up once realizing who had their wrist.
"I was just joking man. Haha..", the dragon looked between him and you. "I understand! I'll back away. The slut is yours."
"Excuse me!?", you said angrily.
His antlers grew, the low static that hummed now raising up in volume.
"₵₳ⱤɆ ₮Ø ⱤɆ₱Ɇ₳₮ ₮Ⱨ₳₮?"
"The slut-"
SNAP
He held the demon's snout shut as they screamed and cried over their broken wrist.
"Now, there is a no killing rule in the hotel.", he said and then grinned menacingly. "But that doesn't apply outside."
His smile widened after seeing the panic in their eyes.
"Dear.", he turned to face you. "Has this guest overstayed their welcome?"
You stared at the beast with such a terrifyingly hateful glare.
"Yes they have.", you replied, crossing your arms. "I'd like to keep a souvenir, for memories."
And then you gave him that lovely smile.
"Alastor, do you think you could get me a dragon eye or two? I hear they make nice details to things."
"I'll make sure to get them.", he released the demon, only for his tendrils to take hold of them. "I won't be long.", he reassured, lifting up your hand to kiss the back of it.
He saw you blush before he 'escorted' the demon outside.
After finishing up (and calling Niffty to clean up), he returned with two freshly picked dragon eyes.
You thanked him with an odd little gleam in your eyes. No doubt your mind jumping idea to idea of what you could create with them.
Now with the pest gone, he would have your attention again.
Just like he wanted
"Thank you Alastor. I'll be able to make something interesting with these."
"I can't wait to see what you make this time."
Perhaps he'll ask you that question sooner than later.
Of course he has to prepare everything to properly court you.
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A Alastor x wife!reader where reader has been wanting a family and finally by some miracle she discovers she's pregnant
Just a thought 🫠
You are not even the third person to ask for this and we're all already delusional here soooooo-
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Alastor X Reader Headcanons
✅️Romantic
❌️Platonic
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TW: Sadness, Reader has baby fever and spreads it to her husband unintentionally, A little angst, Implied baby making 😉
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Alastor would do anything for his wife, spare no expense for her happiness and it shows
You two have talked previously about your obvious desire for a family with him
He would be willing to give that to you even though he's admittedly not the biggest fan of the idea
Part of him is scared of being a father but he won't ever admit that
You two both knew that sinners couldn't reproduce, and it crushed you that the opportunity was taken from you
You were still happy to have your husband and your found family at the hotel
You just still had that desire to have a baby, your husband's baby to be exact
Alastor hates seeing you so hurt over this, he wants to fix things for you, but this is out of his control
He couldn't give you a baby no matter how hard he tried, and that makes him feel helpless, which makes him angry
Sometimes the longing for a baby and the despair of knowing you can't have one gets to be too much for you and you unintentionally draw into yourself
Not amount of hugging or soothing words from your husband can console you, no matter how hard you cling to him and seek his comfort
You're just so sad sometimes
Which leads to Alastor being frosty and agitated with the others around the hotel, upset that he can't just fix it
He would give you the biggest family if he could, whatever he could do to make you feel whole
It's not like you two are neglecting each other or growing apart, there's just this heavy feeling hanging between you two
Everyone knows something is up with you two, but nobody is brave enough to ask, except maybe Vaggie, but she's respecting your privacy as a couple
Of course, it's Charlie who tries to get to the bottom of things for the two of you, everyone is just worried you two are fighting
So when you finally relent and tell her the truth, she's relieved that you and Alastor only want to have a baby-
YOU AND ALASTOR WANT TO HAVE A BABY!?
Sinners can't reproduce so you're just riding out your baby fever until it's manageable again
But no sinner has had a friend in the Morningstar family before
Not even a day later Alastor is greeted by Lucifer while you're out with Charlie and the others
"Hey man, heard you wanted me to get your wife pregnant! Lucky for you, I happen to have a thing for married women~"
When you come back home you're surprised to see Lucifer and your husband talking amicably, both turning their heads towards you immediately
"Ah! Would you look at the time? I should really get going, things to do, ducks to make-what?"
Lucifer gives you an unexpected side hug on his way out, hand resting momentarily on your stomach before leaving
You rub where he touched, surprised by the sudden warmth that lingers there
Your husband is looking at you strangely too but kisses you in greeting before you can even question it
Alastor acts rather clingy the rest of the day, following you around, asking you how you're feeling, giving affection more freely
You can't deny that you're loving the attention and soaking up every bit of it, the warmth in your stomach having spread throughout your entire body now
If Alastor's sudden neediness is anything to go by, he's feeling the same as you are
How either of you manage to wait until everyone has gone to bed to indulge in each other is beyond you
The entire night is a blur but when you wake up the entire bed has nearly been torn apart
Feathers are all over the place, the blankets have all been kicked away or shredded, the bed frame is clawed and cracked
You would almost feel embarrassed, but when you look at your handiwork on your husband, you can't help but feel proud
Things mostly go back to normal after that, except Lucifer visits more often and seems to pay special attention to you
You feel like everyone is watching you lately and you don't know why, you're never alone anymore, your husband especially is very hovery
But it ends up working out in your favor because one day you wake up, overwhelmed by the urge to vomit, your husband holding back your hair
And it keeps happening for days on end, and you start gaining weight without explanation, and your cravings are suddenly intense and-
Your husband is looking a little too pleased with himself, rubbing your back soothingly as you poke at your mysteriously changing body in the mirror
"You did this to me somehow, didn't you!"
"Why honey, why would I need to babytrap you when we're already married?"
"Because you-what?"
It takes a few moments to register what he said, all the strange things in the last few months clicking into place
"You got me pregnant..?"
He actually starts to look a little embarrassed, suddenly unsure if he really did the right thing after all-
When did he end up on the bed?
Is definitely sure in his decision later when he exits the bedroom, fixing his hair and clothes while he leaves you sleeping in bed
Luckily, the hotel has a lot of people who are willing to help out with your pregnancy because Alastor is worried he's actually in over his head
Your mood swings are more like mood hurricanes and sometimes he needs help knowing the right things to say
"Y/N, don't worry about not fitting into your own clothes, this is uh...just an opportunity to get new ones!"
"T-Thanks Vaggie..."
The cravings start to get fucking weird, Alastor genuinely repulsed by some of the things you're asking him for
"Darling, I can get you fresh meat as bloody as you want but do you really need to eat it with cake and ice cream?"
"Don't you love me..?"
He'll be back in 10 minutes
The bigger you get, the more sore and tired you are, constantly needing help around the hotel as you waddle around
"Thanks for helping me, Husk...I was getting really tired."
"Charlie, is it alright if I sit in that chair? My back is killing me.."
Alastor is scared with how vulnerable you are like this so he sticks close to you but silently appreciates the help from everyone
Even the other overlords come to see your miracle pregnancy, which doesn't help with Alastor's paranoia over how defenseless you are right now
They just want to see
As if Carmilla or Rosie would let anything happen to you anyways, Rosie loves the crap out of you and Carmilla wouldn't hurt an expecting mother
Rosie is constantly visiting and bringing baby gifts, so many that they're starting to pile up around the hotel
"Oh darling, you're practically glowing! Alastor! Have you told Y/N how radiant she is with her pregnancy?"
She wants to be Aunty Rosie so bad
Alastor genuinely admires the changes in your body, feeling pride in the thought that he did this to you
"With a little help from the big boss of-"
"You haven't left already?"
"I want to talk to my god child~ Can you stop hogging Y/N's belly for five minutes?"
"Your what now?
Alastor rubs your belly a lot, baffled by the idea that his spawn is in there and how happily you carry it
How you're so proud to be having his kid is beyond him, he knows what a wretched man he is and you still love him, take pride in him
The first time he feels the baby kick, he's a little unnerved but then you guide his hand back, smiling at him in a way that makes his heart ache for you
"Our baby wants to say hi to you..."
Okay, now his heart is melting, give your husband a kiss right now
Starts kissing and talking to your belly more after that, talking to the baby about anything and everything as if you're not even there
"Now your mother, you have no idea how lucky she is to have me as her husband~"
Confides in you late one night, about his fear of being a father and failing you and the baby
Not him having tears pinpricking in the corners of his eyes as you kiss him and reassure him
He doesn't particularly care about the gender of his child, just that you and the little spawn are okay
But if the baby is a girl, then he would like her to have his mother's name, that's all he would ask really
If the baby is a boy then he'll let you pick the name out as long as it's something fancy sounding
Does all the work when it comes to the nursery and baby proofing but has no idea what that actually entails, so you'll have to help him out
He's so proud to show you the finished look
The closer it gets to your due date, the more out of sorts and anxious he is but he tries to put on a brave face for you
He makes sure you never have to lift a finger, doing everything he can to make you comfortable and spending all his free time with you
Carmilla and her daughters all volunteer to assist in the labor, Zestial coming for the sake of tagging along
Alastor is in genuine anguish when you actually go into labor, the sound of you in pain and him being helpless to help is torture for him
Refuses to leave your side the entire time, blocking out everything else but you and encouraging you as best he can
Focuses so hard on taking care of you that he hardly notices that you've finished, surprised when Carmilla suddenly puts not one but two babies in your arms
You're visibly exhausted but seem to gain a renewed energy at the sight of your babies, looking at them in wonder before giving Alastor a tearful smile
"A boy and a girl, a miracle on top of already being miracle babies. Congratulations, Alastor."
Carmilla pats him on the shoulder before leaving, pulling Zestial and her daughters along with her
Alastor doesn't even register what she said, still dumbfounded at the sight of you cooing at two squirming infants
TWINS!? Lucifer, you sneaky son of a bi-
"Do you want to hold them, Alastor?"
"I would love nothing more, my dear..."
He definitely doesn't immediately fall in love when his babies cling to him like they'll never let go, holding his fingers in their unbelievably tiny hands
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A LITTLE TREAT FOR ALL OF YOU WHO WERE BEGGING FOR THIS
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