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puranami · 5 months

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✿ Fever - 1 ✿

A/N: Not included Brook and Jimbei bc I have absolutely no idea how to write them. Also, since Chopper is baby it would feel weird including him, even though it'd be in a purely platonic way. Just because of all the pining going on. Idk, I'd rather keep the themes separate, if that makes sense?

Summary: You're sick and try to ignore it.

Characters: Luffy, Zoro, Nami, Usopp, Sanji, Robin, Franky.

Content: SFW, G/N reader, no serious illness but Usopp's is a liiiiittle angsty bc of his mum, not proofread (effectively) bc it's past 2am ✿

(Part 2)

Luffy

✿ He's honestly oblivious to things at first. You are doing your best to maintain your usual level of enthusiasm but it's so exhausting, and that's the most he registers - that you're tired.

"Hey, did ya not sleep too good?" he asked, entirely too loud for the headache beginning to form. You groan and lean your head into your hand, as if that would somehow soothe things, but to no avail. "Don't worry about it, I swear it won't affect my duties," you say, not sure who you were trying to convince. Apparently it didn't work regardless, as when you looked at him he was just stood there frowning with his arms crossed, and his head tilted. Before you could say anything you were greeted with a rubbery palm lightly smacking against your forehead, earning a surprised yelp from you. "You're hot." "Luffy!" Of course he had to say it that way. If you weren't already burning up with this fever, that would've set your skin ablaze. He really had no filter, and he never realised how the things he said affected you. He removed his hand from your face to grab your own, turning to drag you back to your quarters, not listening to any of your protests on the matter. There really wasn't anything you could do once Luffy had made up his mind, and you'd be lying if you said it wasn't part of his charm. "No duties for you today, 'kay?" It may have been phrased like a question, but you knew it was 'Captain's orders.'

✿ You'd end up sleeping most of the day, with Luffy having gotten Chopper to look after you.

✿What you wouldn't be aware of was his constant presence while you slept, keeping a quiet vigil whilst he made sure the damp cloth on your head was always nice and cool.

✿ He just wants you to get better as fast as you can!

Zoro

✿ One word; clueless.

✿ It just looks like a hangover to him, what with the way you groan at the light, are unsteady on your feet, and complain about being nauseous.

"And I thought I drank a lot last night." he'd comment with a smirk. "Shut up, Zoro, you always drink a lot," you whine. "I didn't drink anything!" "The pathetic whining says otherwise." You threw the rag you'd been cleaning with at him. He raised an eyebrow, watching it harmlessly drop to the floor in front of him. "Your form is off." This man, you swear! You try to growl out an insult, but it dies on your tongue, a wave of nausea hitting in it's place, causing you to clasp a hand to your mouth. "Alright, easy champ, no need to strain yourself," Zoro raised his hands in faux surrender. "Come on, you gotta sleep this one off." He can't help but smile as you pathetically smack at him while he picks you up, opting for bridal style as opposed to flour sack, only so you don't empty your guts down his back. Saying that, he'd be lying if he said he didn't enjoy holding you like that, though you're far too busy trying to fight him to notice the dusting of pink on his cheeks. "Don't worry I'll get you through this. I know my way around a hangover." "I'm not hungover," you protest as he gently places you in a hammock.

✿ True to his word though, he does see you through it, even if 'it' is the wrong thing. Task failed successfully!

✿ Zoro stays beside you, makes sure you drink plenty of water, and get plenty of rest, even falling asleep himself at one point; his face inches from yours as he was leaning against the post the top end of the hammock was attached to at the time.

✿ Sadly you never saw that as you slept right through it. Would've been good ammunition to use against him when he needed taking down a peg.

Nami

✿ One of the people who would actually do a good job of looking after you. She's not got the gentlest bedside manner; she is firm yet fair, so you're in good hands.

When you don't join the crew for breakfast, Nami took it upon herself to make sure you hadn't gotten tangled in your hammock, or something equally as stupid. You wake up in a cold sweat when you hear your door open, and manage to croak out, "Nami? Oh, did I oversleep?" When you try to get up, she pushes you right back down. "Don't." Her tone indicates that she will not tolerate any shenanigans, and so you do as you're told. "You need to sleep more. I'll get you some water, and later Sanji will make you some soup." She tucks a thin blanket around you, so you don't overheat. "If you so much as try to get out of this hammock I'm going to tie your arms and legs together. Understood?" Unable to stop yourself, you let out a light chuckle. "Nami, you're so cute when you pretend not to care," the fever disabling any kind of filter you may have had. While it did catch her by surprise, you are none the wiser, as you quickly drift back off to sleep. Nami has to take a brief moment to collect herself again, silently cursing the noticeable warmth in her cheeks, then mumbling about how you're an idiot before leaving your room.

✿ Nami basically dictates how your day is. Lots of sleep, plenty of fluids and maybe a warm bath to help sweat this out, and of course she 'requests' (demands) Sanji make a hearty soup to help you get better, which he is more than happy to do for her!

✿ She'll deny it, but she sets up in your room so she can monitor you throughout the day, only going to Chopper for medicine if she thinks it's bad enough, deciding it isn't necessary to bother him with something so manageable.

Usopp

✿ He panics. Something about seeing someone he cares about getting sick makes him think of his mother, and he doesn't want to lose anyone else like that.

Usopp scoops you up and books it to Chopper. You've seen him afraid, but nothing this intense, and no matter how much you try to convince him that you're okay, and that it's just a cold - you can't seem to break through to him. "Chopper, please help! Please!" He begs as he gently places you on a bed. Tears are streaming down his face, as he takes your hand in a vice-like grip. Once Chopper confirms what you already tried to tell him about it being a common cold, he relaxes a bit. You don't hold it against him, clearly this is something deeper for him. Chopper's words, those of a professional, were very reassuring. "You just need rest, but I do have medicine to help with symptoms if you need," he says before putting a comforting little hoof on Usopp's knee. "Everything will be okay, I promise." Usopp takes a moment to collect himself before quietly saying, "Can I stay?" You and Chopper look at each other before smiling back at him, letting him know he is welcome to stay as long as he likes, or in this case needs. Neither of you press him on why this had him so scared, figuring he'll tell you if and when he's ready to.

✿ Chopper will handle all of your care, because Usopp refuses to leave your side.

✿ He keeps you entertained with his stories when you're awake, and scribbles on some loose papers Chopper gives him while you sleep. It's mainly ideas for things to make, and it keeps him calm.

✿ At one point he falls asleep with his arms crossed on the bed beside you, his little fingers linked with your own, like an unspoken promise that you'll get better, and he'll be there when you do.

Sanji

✿ As soon as Sanji catches on that you are sick, he decides to completely dedicate himself to your care and recovery! He's very attentive, and will do every little thing you want or need to get you back to health.

"Darling, I insist!" Every 'it's okay,' and 'you don't need to do all that for me,' will be shot down immediately. "What kind of man would I be if I let someone as lovely as you do anything in this condition?" He clutches his chest dramatically. "No, no. Don't you worry about a thing; I'll make sure you're well again in no time at all." You really don't have the energy to try and dissuade him, so you accept your fate, and let him dote on you the whole day. It's honestly really nice; you love having his attention, and are thankful that the fever hides your blushes, but you also can't help feeling a little guilty with how much he does for you. "Please don't overexert yourself on my behalf, I don't want you to end up getting sick yourself." "Even if I was sick, it wouldn't stop me from looking after you, my dear." You can't help but frown at this. He's so eager to do for others, but is painfully stubborn about receiving that same care. "If you're ever sick, Sanji, I'm gonna do everything that you've done for me - and I won't hear any objection from you on the matter!" You say in as stern a voice as you can manage with a sore throat. "Darling-" "Nope!" You cut him off quickly, "You deserve the same level of care that you give out!" He looks at you a little wide-eyed, an adorable blush creeping along his face. He lets out a small laugh. As much as he'd like to, he says nothing more on it; you're as stubborn as he is it would seem.

✿ Sanji makes lots of lovely food to help aid in your recovery; warming soups, peppermint tea, porridge with ginger and honey. Everything that soothes and settles, no matter the malady.

✿ His bedside manner is impeccable! He's so gentle with you, and he makes sure to check in as often as he can, whilst still doing his duties, getting as much done as possible while you're asleep.

✿ Like Nami, he only goes to Chopper if he feels your condition requires it. He's confident that his cooking will be more than enough to get you back to health.

Robin

✿ A blessing, and a curse. She's very logical, and she knows how to handle such a minor illness, but, she really can't help telling you all about other illnesses that have worryingly similar symptoms.

"Oh, this one is very unpleasant," she beams, and you can't help but press your hands over your ears. "Chopper!" You cry, before she can start telling you about this particular strain of 'instantdeathitus,' practically running into the infirmary with Robin hot on your heels, holding an open book on diseases. "Robin keeps talking about scary diseases and now I'm scared I'm gonna die!" After being given a quick check-up, and much reassurance that, no, you do not have a rare disease that can only be contracted on a specific island in a completely different ocean, and yes, it is just a common cold, you relax. Mostly. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you," Robin says later once you have bundled up and settled down. "Your cold just reminded me of this book, and I thought it was fascinating. I just wanted to share it with you." She clearly felt guilty, and you appreciated that this was just how she is, but you really would've rather she'd chosen a different topic to tell you about. "Maybe, you have a book on old remedies you could tell me about instead?" Robin perks back up at this. She truly values how much you understand her, and she can see why talking about diseases when your ill is not the most pleasant experience, so this is a perfect compromise. "That's a wonderful idea," she smiles, and you swear she puts the sun to shame with how bright her smile is. "There might be one we can try that will help with your recovery."

✿ Once you get past the scary disease hiccup, Robin is a great companion, looking up home remedies, and trying out the ones that are clearly based on logic as opposed to superstition.

✿ If you find a good remedy, she's excitedly write it down, and later pass the information on to Chopper.

✿ She's happy to get you water when needed, and will watch over you as you nap in the library. It's one of the quietest parts of the ship, so there is no way to disturb you there.

Franky

✿ Aside from Chopper, Franky is genuinely the best at dealing with sick people. He tones down his behaviour, and knows exactly what you need to get back on your feet.

Your head was absolutely thundering, at least that's how it felt. Franky clocked onto your condition as soon as he saw you enter the kitchen, and once you had what you came in for, he hurried you off to his workshop. You thought it was an odd choice. "Shouldn't I go somewhere quiet?" "I know it doesn't seem it, but I can keep this place absolutely silent if I need to. No music, no one else barging in and making a racket," he said, keeping his voice uncharacteristically quiet. "Also the walls are soundproof - keeps noise out just as well as it keeps my noise in." "Oh! That's really impressive," even when ill, there is a sparkle in your eyes when he tells you about pretty much anything he's designed or built. You notice his cheeks turning red, but assume that it's just from the compliment as he looked so proud when you gave it to him. "That's not all," he grins, "I've been working on a lil something, and now's the perfect time to show you!" That certainly piqued your interest, and he was doing a great job at distracting you from how bad you felt. Franky led you to one of the corners of the room, one that was covered in a large tarp. You'd seen it many times, and you were always curious, but he'd always brushed it off whenever you brought it up, so the thought of finally seeing what was under there was exciting! Pulling down the tarp revealed a little alcove that was almost like a nest considering the amount of cushions. "It's a space for you," he said sheepishly, "so you have somewhere comfortable to sit when you hang out in here. I figured you could rest there whilst you're ill, and I can look out for you." You stared at it in absolute wonder, big shining eyes darting between it and him. "It's absolutely perfect, thank you so much!"

✿ Franky kept the workshop quiet like he said he would, and whenever you needed anything, like water or medicine, he'd go and get it for you.

✿ At some point Chopper came in to check on you, since Franky had mentioned you were ill, but there really wasn't much to do about it besides getting lots of rest, and you had that covered.

✿ He'd work on his quiet projects, the ones still in the planning and design stages, whilst you slept peacefully in your cosy nest.

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underoospeterparker · 3 months

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desperately need a finnick x reader where he comforts reader (*cough* me *cough*) during their period bc i am starting soon and am absolutely dreading it 😍

terrible to say but i stopped studying 2 write this as soon as you requested it - thank you for requesting anon, i hope this helps w/ the period at least a little :)

"Honey." Finnick's voice was warm, comforting, and you hung onto it for a moment longer before you opened your eyes and felt the dreaded sticky wetness between your legs.

You groaned. "I leaked onto the sheets, didn't I?"

Turning towards Finnick, you watched as he gave you a sheepish smile, then rushed to reassure you. "It's perfectly fine," he said. "You know I've seen much worse."

You gave him what you hoped was a grateful smile, swinging your legs over the side of the bed. As soon as you stood up you felt the blood rush down your body and you winced, knowing it would be a pain to have to clean up.

Finnick, the gentleman he was, rushed to your side, covering the bed up with the blanket just in case you were feeling queasy. He reached for your hand, squeezing it and leading you to the bathroom.

"I'll be right back," he whispered, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. Before he left, he asked, "are you doing okay?"

Your heart broke at his obvious concern for you. "I'm okay," you shrugged, giving him a small smile. "My stomach hurts a bit, but otherwise it's not too bad."

You hopped into the shower, washing everything off you as well as you could with heaps of soap. When you stepped out, you realised that he'd put a pad in your underwear so it was all ready to go.

You pulled it on, eyes getting teary when you saw that he'd placed your favourite pair of sweats on the toilet lid, along with your unicorn hot water bag.

You couldn't help but burst out crying when you opened the bathroom door to find Finnick had changed the sheets and had gotten you a glass of water and some pain medication.

"Sweetheart?" His voice was filled with concern and empathy. "Why're you crying?"

He had hopped off the bed and was now towering in front of you, hands cupping your face, thumbing away at your tears.

You giggled wetly through your tears. "Just," you said, "I'm so lucky to have you." Your voice cracked on the last word and you promptly fell into his arms.

"Aw, baby," he cooed, voice sweet as he picked you up. Your legs curled automatically around his waist as he placed you on the bed and wrapped his arms around you. "I love you," he whispered, passing you your hot water bag and placing it on your stomach.

"I love you too, Finn," you whispered back, falling asleep in his arms.

It wasn't long, though, before your cramps arrived full force, making you curl your legs up to your chest. You lay in the fetal position, silent tears streaming down your face, trying your hardest not to wake Finnick up.

He was a light sleeper, though. Always has been.

He blinked his eyes open, hand braced against your leg so he could pull himself up to a seated position. "Honey?" he asked cautiously, his voice still thick and raspy from sleep.

You gasped, then tried to turn away from him. "I'm sorry for waking you up," you said. "You can go back to sleep," you added, even though you knew well that he wouldn't.

He pulled you to face him and you relented, teary eyes meeting his. His heart cracked in his chest at the sight of you in pain. "Really bad?" he settled on asking, his voice gentle.

You nodded, and he helped to sit you against the headboard. He reached for the cup of water and the pain medication tablets on the bedside table.

Your hands were shaking, trembling so badly that once he handed you the tablet to swallow, he held the glass of water to your lips instead, watching you swallow and murmuring a soft, "good girl," when you did.

Leaning back against him, you waited for the medicine to set in. His hand retreated to your stomach, the warmth from his palm seeping into your aching muscles. You almost whined in pleasure and he smiled, seeing you relax at least a little.

"Feeling a bit better?" he asked, kissing the side of your head.

You nodded, curling yourself into him, almost trying to meld your bodies together. "Thank you," you murmured, head pressed against his chest.

"Of course."

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jdeanmorgan · 8 months

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if you are willing to share, what is one of your most favorite dark fics??

well... normally i wouldn't entertain the idea of posting my faves on here bc you know... it can get depraved but honestly i don't care anymore so let's do this.

i know you're most likely looking to know my fave 9-1-1 ones but i'll also add a few from other fandoms.

disclaimer: i will not tolerate any hate for any of these fics i'm about to say I like/love. My tastes have always been depraved, and will continue to be depraved.. That said, I will say to heed the tags, and mind the trigger warnings!!!

These are in no particular order btw, now without further ado, here are some of my faves that i've read.

9-1-1 FICS:

Morning's Echo ★ BuckMaddie ★ 3K ★ ➢ this is an incest fic. they're only two years apart in age in this one. I think the dynamic was very interesting, and i defo wish this had been longer, let me know more about their past and how they became entangled like this.

The Long Way Home ★ Buck-centric ★ 100K ★ sequel here ★ ➢ during the tsunami, Buck is kidnapped by a sexual trafficking ring and forced into sex work. this is basically his journey from when he's kidnapped to when he's rescued, with some glimpses of how the 118 handles it all, multiple pov's. there's things I love about this fic and things I don't, but ultimately, I would consider it a fave because I really couldn't put it down. I think I read all of it in like... a day or two.

The Way You Did (Once Upon a Dream) ★ Buddie ★ 2K ★ ➢ Sleeping Beauty curse. Buck is in a coma, or in a deep sleep, or however it worked in sleeping beauty, and Eddie has to take it too far to wake him up. the writing is really good, and i am still awaiting a sequel so we can see the aftermath. (rape/noncon)

will you hit me where it hurts (i won't feel anything otherwise) ★ Buddie ★ 18K ★ ➢ Buck is a serial killer. Eddie has an encounter with him. very interesting and well written. I don't wanna say anything more than this lest I spoil anything.

still ★ Buddie ★ 9K ★ ➢ Eddie steps into a trigger. Has to stay still. He and Buck grapple with the fact he might die that day.

hurt locker ★ Buddie ★ 77K ★ ➢ I personally don't really consider this a dark!fic per se, but I still think it's emotionally heavy and packs a punch at times. Buck and Eddie are childhood friends, and when Shannon gets pregnant, Buck enlists along with Eddie.

Broken Like Me ★ BuckBobby ★ 15K ★ ➢ Buck and Bobby meet a year before Buck is assigned to the 118, and neither of them have good coping mechanisms. I genuinely really enjoyed this fic, and how it explored their dynamic had they met before Bobby was Buck's boss, and it's take on Buck's 1.0 days.

Eight Drinks a-Roofied ★ Buck-Centric ★ 21K ★ ➢ shows how Buck's gotten roofied eight times. what can I say, it was a fun read for me.

desire, i'm hungry (I hope you feed me) ★ BuckMaddie ★ 5K ★ ➢ Maddie has never had an orgasm. Buck is the one to change that. Very hot fic.

the devil wants to fuck me ★ BuckJosh★ 4K ★ ➢ Josh blackmails Buck into sex.

Get Down, Make Love ★ BuckBobby★ 5K ★ ➢ A/B/O fic. Bobby and Buck are dosed with a drug that induces their heat/rut to kick in. They fuck it out. s1 era.

Trust me, Darlin’ ★ Buck/Dean, Buddie ★ 77K ★ ➢ this was honestly just a really fun read. a 911/spn crossover fic where dean "kidnaps" buck. they have hot ambulance sex. very very fun fic overall.

SUPERNATURAL FICS:

With Understanding ★ Destiel ★ 427K ★ ➢ Sam is dead. Dean's told that Castiel Novak is his soulmate by Anna (the angel that rescued him from hell in this universe) and he decides to kidnap Castiel so they can meet and thus know they will share a heaven. this is genuienly my favorite dark fic. hands down one of the best i've ever read.

They Think I'm Possessed ★ JohnDean, Wincest ★ 27K ★ ➢ John decides to make Dean a replacement for Mary. Dean becomes Sam's mommy, and John's partner. He's essentially John's housewife and Sam's mother. I don't wanna give anything away but this was literally so well written and I read it all in one sitting, I could not put it down, it was so disturbing and depraved and I loved every second of it.

Ninety One Whiskey ★ Destiel ★ 401K ★ ➢ Castiel and Dean are both soldiers in WW2 in the same infantry. Dean is a medic, and if i remember correctly, Castiel is a sergeant. very well written, very slow burn, very good. haven't read it in years though, i just remember it really being good.

Fever Where You Run To ★ JohnDean ★ 3,9K ★ ➢ John gets hit with a lust spell / sex pollen. He either has to fuck it out or die. Dean offers himself up. (John has been having inappropriate thoughts about dean for years at this point, though)

mother is pretending ★ Wincest ★ 19K ★ ➢ basically them developing a mommy kink in the course of season 2. i am not into mommy kink, but i absolutely loved this fic. that's saying something.

because you want to die for love ★ Wincest ★ 27K ★ ➢ Sam joins Dean in heaven after the finale of s15. Dean slowly but surely starts to accept that he can want and have Sam. Originally I wasn't gonna but this in the list but there's just two scenes that I was like giggling, kicking my feet, twirling my hair all teehee. So good. Very well written, too.

ONE DIRECTION FICS:

The Truth Shall Set You Free ★ Ziam ★ 34K ★ ➢ They're lawyers and enemies and they have to solve a crime together.

Birds in Gilded Cages ★ Larry ★ 157K ★ ➢ Harry got kidnapped as a teen and forced into sex work. Louis becomes a client. they fall in love. brutal and dark but i routinely read the last chapter bc I love certain scenes in that one.

Love Will Tear Us Apart ★ Larry ★ 103K ★ ➢ I don't remember much about this one, I just remembered really liking it and how it showed that you can make mistakes and be flawed and still come together and forgive and be happy together.

Run Like the Devil ★ Larry ★ 139K ★ ➢ Harry is a demon. Louis is a hunter. Can I make it any more obvious?

at last, at last ★ Larry ★ 41K ★ ➢ Harry is born into a cult in a post-apocalyptic world, and Louis is the leader of the rebel group tasked with the mission of shutting them down. Together, they make a rather effective team.

once upon a dream ★ Larry ★ 33K ★ sequel here ★ ➢ Louis is psychic and gets caught in the middle of a murder investigation led by FBI Special Agent Harry Styles.

Landslide ★ Larry ★ 143K ★ ➢ a true fave of mine. I also routinely reread this one. Harry goes undercover to try and uncover what's going on on Louis' farm. Louis is the cult leader. It's so interesting and well written.

A Tear in the Sky ★ OT4 ★ 27K ★ ➢ Niall Horan is a consultant on cases that need a personal touch, someone to get close to prey and predators alike to discover the truth, and he's eager for the chance to work with old acquaintance Zayn Malik at Station Twelve. His attitude shifts when he discovers what waits for him is more than just three boys caught in the midst of a cult. A tight deadline presses on him to complete his report, yet the more he learns about the unique dynamic between these three, the more he starts to question his own sanity. Professionalism is hard to hold onto as the case and Niall's mind begin to unravel.

GLEE FICS:

A Political Romance / A Legal Romance ★ Klaine ★ 119K / 216K ★ ➢ Blaine has this darkness in him, a power of sorts. He sees Kurt and instantly falls for him and decides that Kurt will be his. Hard to explain this one but it did have a chokehold on me when I first read it as a wee teenager first discovering fanfiction. 10/10!

Dead in Ohio ★ Puckurt ★ 93K ★ ➢ zombie apocalypse. Kurt and Puck are stuck with each other and they fall in love. kinda enemies to lovers but also kinda not. this is a fic that I have not reread in years due to the actor who plays puck. but it's still a good fic and I wanted to include it for that reason.

#fanfics #you asked for dark so i found the darkest ones :)#i'm sure i'm missing some but these are all the ones i could remember or still had in my bookmarks

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ezra-editss · 5 months

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"Dean doesn't reciprocate" MY ASS

I'm just kinda gonna write down my thoughts about this. I'm in season 7 now, I know what happens in the very last episode, but nothing else so I don't read any posts about the show here yet :) (just so yk and don't accidentally spoiler me) Oh and I do this mostly out of memory and some notes that I took, so this might be a little chaotic :,)

Okay, so the whole season 6 fight was crazy to me. The way Cas was watching while Dean kept on defending him. And he knew how much Dean trusted him. ("The worst part was Dean. He was trying so hard to be loyal, with every instinct telling him otherwise.") It hurt him, but the whole time he was, again, protecting Dean. And yes, he hurt Dean, but I think it was as worse for Cas to hurt Dean, as for Dean to be hurt.

Then, Dean apologizing for the others? They (thought they) were wrong and Dean had kept on trusting Cas, so why was it him who apologized? Because he knew it meant more to Cas when he did it? Idk.

Cas wasn't able to lie when he looked in Dean's eyes.. come on? Also, the fact Dean wasn't actually mad when he found out was really interesting. He was just extremely sad. Yes, his trust got broken and maybe he was just tired of it all, but it didn't seem like that to me, I felt like he usually got madder.

I love how they always share those sad looks when they go apart after the fights btw, such a best buddys thing to do.

It was really hard for both of them. We can see that Dean can't sleep that night and that Cas comes back to talk to him alone, because it only matters to him that Dean understands.

Oh and the "I'm doing this for you, Dean." I don't even need to explain his motives, because he reveals them himself.

Then the scene from my edit. (at the top) (it's kinda laggy, bc it's slow-motion, but anyways) They both have teary eyes a lot, but this is different. Dean turns aways because he knows he's gonna cry and Cas disappears before he really starts crying, but they are both fuckin crying about this. They're both just sad and want this to end. Even when Dean said he's gonna stop him and so on, it was way less threatening then usually. And Cas kept coming back when Dean was in danger.

But Dean still cared as well. In the first episode of season 7, when Cas asks for help, he pretends he doesn't care about him anymore for a bit, but you can clearly see that he still does. You at least can see it when he thinks Cas is dead. He's devastated.

It's kinda funny how Bobby's there but Cas very obviously only cares to make up to Dean. Like he always says "they're my friends" but in reality he means Dean.

AND THEN.. Cas tries to protect everyone else again and sends them away but DEAN STAYS. I think he knew that there wouldn't be anything he could do, but it didn't matter.

Cas dies again. (give my man a break, please) Dean keeps the god damn coat? I think he might've done it, because he was hoping that Cas would come back again. Anyways, scene was devastating.

In the judge/court episode about Dean's guilt, I immediately hoped Dean didn't feel guilty about Cas too, but was pretty sure he did. My worries were confirmed in episode 5.

So yeah, I suppose that's the part where I am, I guess I have to wait 'till Cas comes back now :,)

I don't think anyone read all this, but I hope I didn't make any grammar mistakes, bc English isn't my first language, so I sometimes get stuff mixed up (I definitely made the tenses confusing). Anyways, rant end.

#destiel #castiel #dean winchester #supernatural #destiel edit #dean x castiel

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punishedcrow · 5 months

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UHHH I HAD A DREAM (maybe future fanfic? idk)

so uhhh i had a dream i was a guest at the Dimitrescu manor. first of all Lady D was letting me sleep on her big ass bed while she slept on he guest room and i didn't notice it until, well...

i had just recovered from a wound or sickness, something like that. and she decided to like personally bring me fancy wine and cheese to my bed. peak creepy "i took care of you when sick" kinda fanfiction shit.

ok so whatever, got drunk, started making out sloppy (for a very long time like i could one day write an actual fic of the entire thing) and she went to grab her strap. my brain is just fucking genius bc it collected my favorite parts of distinct fics and mashed them together. Alcina went "could you give me a hand, love?" and i went bonkers. my arms are short and her ass was fat, so she noticed my commitment there. then she goes "i got this adjusted for my size" and i almost died. when she was ready and got up to grab the strap, something cockblocked us.

it didn't even make any sense bc we were suddenly in a car in Romania, wearing robes like clearly got outta there in a hurry, driving up a parking lot building to go save someone? but then this someone betrayed us and went like "i actually cursed this whole place so now youre stuck here forever".

because we were so horny we were like "oh no we're stuck in this pitch black parking lot by some evil magic, guess we'll make out in the car!" so we started doing that. HOWEVER we left the strap home and i was like "no way im waking up before i get strapped".

to explain this next segment i gotta explain the magic curse or whatever was happening there with dream logic.

first: the curse this mystery person put on the parking lot was specifically at some gates that were blocking the ramps leading us out of the top of the building, to the bottom. you know parking lot buildings have ramps and all and if theres any gate on these ramps, they're gonna be at the top of the ramp because they wouldn't function otherwise. BUT, in this case, those gates were AT THE BOTTOM of the ramps. so basically my big ass brain was like "the curse was placed ON THE GATE but not on THE HINGES of this said gate" and bc the brain dictates the rules of that world unconsciously it was like yeah of course thats what it is.

so what i did was just drive the fuck through the gates, gaining momentum from going down the ramp and breaking the shit out of the gates' hinges. when we got out of there the car was barely working and i STILL HAD TO PARK. so you can imagine my horny ass REALISTICALLY DRIVING A CAR (context is that i haven't driven in like a year irl) and having a hard time doing it BECAUSE I WANTED TO GET RAILED. also i wanted to do it before sunlight/waking up because of her vampirism and me already knowing it was a dream at this point, SO I HAD LIMITED TIME.

in the end, i woke up right after parking and spent a hot minute feeling really frustraded lmao. oh and by the way, in the bedroom part, Donna Beneviento was watching it all happen through a doll's eyes because Alcina had asked me to basically "baby monitor" me when i was sick. Oh and we knew it. However, we also knew she wasn't behing the parking lot curse thing, so she didn't cockblock us. I have a slight memory that Alcina was aware that Donna was enjoying herself (?)

this dream was somehow a mix of the regular RE8 lore and Resident Lover's lore, so there's that. maybe if i ever muster the sanity to do so, i'll write a proper fic of this dream

#if anyone likes this shit and wants to write it feel free #i wanna write it as /Reader bc i think thats hot #anyways hope someone likes knowing this piece of my brain #RE8 #resident lover #lady dimitrescu #alcina dimitrescu #dreamposting #one time i dreamt #resident evil village #resident evil 8 #n/sfw

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Hi first off I wanted to say I fucking love your writing, you've seriously got a beautiful style and you seem to understand tsh characters so damn well it's crazy. Second I have four very important questions for you if you wouldn't mind

1. in your mind/ in your tsh fics does francis have long/longish hair? I know it said in the book he has a short mop of hair or whatever but I really don't like that so in my mind he grew it out after Hampden or something.

2. in sober ii when Richard says " I haven't- since you" before Francis kisses him does he mean he hasn't fucked since Francis committed or he hasn't been with a man since francis in college? this doesn't actually matter but I'm curious

3. this is a bit more broad but I wanted to know what you thought about the Theo's three big romantic relationships in tgf (kitsey, Pippa, Boris)

4. have you read the little friend? did you like it? coz everyone seems to hate it but it was the first Donna tartt I read and I had me completely hooked for weeks. I literally re read it constantly and when I finished I would just start it over. I especially liked the dynamics with the ratliff family and ended up feeling kind of attached to Danny even if he obviously wasn't a great person. (I didn't like the amount of slurs she used in it though but that's a whole other topic)

sorry this is very long but I'd like to hear your thoughts on this

well first off thank you very much. i love when characters feel true to the source material. and i love questions like these, whether fic based or otherwise!

francis to me doesn't have a shoulder length mane or whatever (he's too conservative for that) but i also agree he wouldn't just have short hair like the other guys. i see him w a sort of bob-length situation- long enough to tuck behind the ears and such. i saw a rich guy in a paris gay bar once who was extremely over-dressed w a suit jacket hanging like a cape over his shoulders complaining to his friends about the venue and he looked exactly like what i picture francis as but unfortunately i can't airdrop my memory of this man to anyone so you'll just have to take my word for it.

richard's just saying he's never been w another guy. which i can't imagine he would have been. he's lucky francis has a long history of sleeping w straight guys bc honestly...

oh that is a big one. i think id need to do a separate post it so lmk if you want it. in the meantime more on the characters themselves... kitsey to me is an undersung hero like i love the character so much. she's so interesting and deeply fucked up. in her own mercenary way she is being so much realer w theo than he gives her credit for bc she sees thru the act of normalcy he is clinging to, as an expert actress herself. pippa i also think is great altho i actually have less of a sense of who she is than w kitsey due to the tartt protagonist dehumanize-woman-ray at work; i really like the layers of her relationship to theo and the way we the audience can glimpse at her reality beneath it, her discomfort and her charm. like she does love him and they are brothersistersouls and she is actually fucked in ways that theo is without knowing it and sometimes not, but she is also like white-knuckling a shot at being Okay and trying from a safe distance to get theo in that kind of uncomfortable space too. and then boris obviously is the easy fan favourite bc there's just so much to him. he's deeply charismatic yes but he's also really interesting. in many ways he's a lot more grown up and realistic than theo, at every age, but he's still self-destructive, just more outwards than inwards, and i think while his lack of introspection saves him theo's inner agonies it also shuts him off to some level of profound codependent connection which he and theo r always tight-rope walking over.

have not read it, didn't know everyone hated it. i tend to have too long a to-read list to read multiple works by the same author in any kind of reasonable timeframe.

hope these thoughts were of interest.

#qui repond #qui parle #itsstrangeisntit #tsh #tgf #tartt protagonist brainrot #papenathy

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jamiewintons · 1 year

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OMG I feel so called out by #44 on the sleepy prompts list cos I literally say that all the fricking time 😂 so I request that one with ariel!! or any of the other boys if that inspires you more bc I love all your writing regardless of who you write for 💛 (I thought Thomas might be funny too actually, but like I said it's up to you!!)

-pink-booty-butts

44. “I’ll sleep when I’m dead.”

Warnings: Implied kidnapping/Stockholm Syndrome, just the usual Ariel stuff. Otherwise, it's pretty soft.

Ariel Taglist: @pink-booty-butts, @demontoucansam, @glow-inthe-darkstarz. (Please fill this form out if you want to be added!)

You sighed as you turned over in bed yet again. As exhausted as you were, you just couldn’t get yourself comfortable enough to actually fall asleep. It was the room, you supposed. It was too open, completely unlike the basement that you’d been used to sleeping in for the last few months. Ariel had only started allowing you to sleep upstairs with him very recently, and you weren't quite used to it.

As ridiculous as it was, you felt as if you required Ariel's presence to feel safe. When he was around, you always felt as if you were completely enveloped by him, that nothing else would be able to get you. Why that was, you didn't know, but it was your reality now, and you'd long given up hope of escaping.

You pushed the blankets off of yourself, shivering as the cold night air reached your bare legs. Getting up from the bed, you walked over to the staircase and slowly descended them, trying to be as quiet as you possibly could.

Ariel was sitting on the sofa, completely engrossed in whatever he was doing, and he didn't seem to notice you. The light of his laptop lit his face, and you could see the reflection of the screen in his eyes. You fidgeted with your hands for a few moments, wondering whether it was worth it to interrupt him, before deciding to speak up.

"Ariel?" you said softly, and at the sound of your voice Ariel immediately looked up. You saw his eyes trail up and down your body, lingering on your bare thighs visible from underneath his t-shirt. For just a split second, he was distracted — you could see that look in his eye that he always had just before he took you — but his attention quickly returned to his laptop.

"I thought you went to bed." Ariel sounded detached, not exactly what you were used to when he was talking to you.

"I did," you told him, crossing your arms over your chest in an attempt to keep yourself warm. "I was just wondering when you were coming up."

"I'm not. I have a lot of work to do." You watched Ariel's hands as they typed away at the keyboard at a speed you could never hope to reach, and wondered what it was that he was doing. Honestly, it was probably best if you didn't know. "Go back to bed. I'll see you in the morning."

"It's not healthy to stay up all night. You need to sleep." He had always looked tired in all of the time you had known him, with dark circles beneath his eyes that were actually quite attractive on him, but right now he looked like he could drop at any moment.

Ariel's gaze returned to you, and he looked almost amused at the fact that you were telling him what he should be doing. "I'll sleep when I'm dead."

Obviously, the healthy sleeping schedule argument wasn't going to work on him, so you would have to try something else. "Do you think you could come and lay with me, at least until I fall asleep? I... I find it easier to sleep when you're there with me."

It was true, but a big part of you wished that it wasn't. Ariel's eyes lit up as he processed what you had said, and the slightly amused expression he'd had morphed into a full smirk. "Is that so, kitten?" he drawled, his nimble fingers finally pausing on the keys. You could see that he was waiting for your confirmation, and wouldn't move until he had it.

"Yes, Ariel," you reiterated, feeling a little nervous. At your words, Ariel closed his laptop, before standing up from the sofa and walking over to you.

"I suppose I can take a quick break." Ariel brushed your hair away from your forehead, leaning down to press a lingering kiss to it. "Anything for my princess."

"Thank you, Ariel," you replied, your cheeks growing a little warm from how he spoke to you.

"Good girl," Ariel said, seemingly pleased, and he intertwined his fingers with yours as he lead you back upstairs to his bedroom.

You felt a flood of warmth and safety wash over you as he laid you down on the bed, wrapping his arms around you once he had settled down beside you. By your own volition, you rested your head on Ariel's chest, comforted by the sound of his steady heartbeat.

Ariel held you tightly to him with one arm, stroking your hair gently and watching you as you slowly drifted off to sleep. He smiled to himself, knowing that you needed him made him feel happier than he probably ever had in his life.

Before he knew it, Ariel began to fall asleep himself, the long nights spent at his computer finally beginning to take their toll on him. He allowed his heavy eyelids to flutter closed, enjoying the feeling of your body so close to his, and the sense of security that your presence brought him.

Requests for fics/drabbles, headcanons, and character preferences are currently OPEN!

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scarlet-ancunin · 2 years

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Ok so I had to write down my requests in my notes so I wouldn't forget them bc like I said I have the memory of a humming bird.

Could you pretty please do some morning after headcanons with our dear doctor Ian? possibly the reader taking care of them like making breakfast and maybe even reader saying sorry for being a bit rough the night before

ooh interesting sure no problem~

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Its Time To Wake Up

You woke up to the sound of birds chirping loudly by the window you were facing you crack one eye open drowsily looking around for a moment. You saw the sunlight was inside the room and you smiled tiredly.

You shifted lightly and realized there was a curled up body beside you radiating a nice welcoming heat. While looking down at them you recall the events of last night and you smile more.

You noticed they had the faintest smile on their face. That must be a good sign then and you lean down slowly and gently moved some hair out of their face. You watched Ian's chest move up and down evenly, their neck was visible and you admired how their otherwise flawless skin was marred by dark love bites you had left last night.

While watching them sleep you was admiring their hair fluffy and messy in a cute way. If you was being honest during the times when you and Ian was dating you made it your mission to play with their hair taking in how their dark roots blend into thier blonde ends.

Of course this made you recall Ian's sex hair you recall the moans of them calling your name gripping your shoulders oddly feeling the same sensation when they scratched you there.

You love them so much and on impulse leaned down and kissed them softly on the cheek. Ian felt the gentle touch on their skin and shifted a bit removing their arm from your naked torso to rub their eyes lightly "morning y/n" thier voice was thick with sleep and they leaned closer to rest their face against your neck kissing you their lightly and remaining like that.

You chuckle lightly bringing your hand up to their hair to play with it "morning love" you said lovingly. "Mm you know i love you right" Ian muffled cutely against your neck.

You felt the vibration against your neck smiling more and nod "of course i do love but i think i may love you more then you love me"

Ian protest immediately shaking their head back and forth their lips and nose grazing your neck repeatedly. "Thats an error" they muffled cutely.

You giggle lightly "okay agree to disagree then" after a long pause you hear Ian speak once more "mmm love im hungry" you laugh. "Alright but lets bathe first then ill cook what you like." You said sitting up and slipping out of bed.

You watched Ian get out of bed wincing having various love bites and nail scratches on their back as well. What can you say you wanted to Ian to be on top before you took over and it was a very good choice.

You was a little rough though going around quickly and held them "I'm sorry if i was rough with you love" Ian blushes and looked at you "its okay love just sore but i wont forgive you if you dont feed me"

You laughed helping them bathe first gently washing their back, and gently washing their hair and rinsing it out smiling. Once you both took a bath and may have had a little make out session you both dried and you dried Ian's hair watching it become fluffy and perfect once more.

You both was sitting in the kitchen eating a simple Pancakes, bacon, eggs making sure everything was perfect. Making coffee the way they like and watched them eat and talk about their work with you grown to enjoy because they had such a passion for it.

"Let me wash the dishes love" Ian would say and grab the empty plates and washed them while doing so you would hold them close making sway to the music you decided to play on Bluetooth Ian giggles and flashes that beautifully handsome smile and you almost caved.

"I love you so so much" Ian said

"I love you to"

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nxtsnw · 2 years

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HELLO CHIA DEAREST ONCE AGAIN CONGRATS ON 600 BODIES IN UR BASEMENT AND WELCOME BACK !!!! ♡ i shall join ur event bc it seems rlly cool >:)

i dont like too crowded places so if i had to pick a destination it would probably be a park or a library !! and with ranpo ♡

3 things i always bring ... my phone, a sketchbook (with a pencil obvi) aandd my earbuds

fav aesthetic has to be grunge since its the one i associate myself with, but i also really like artsy and grunge retro stuff !

team silver definitely ! i wear gold stuff ocassionally but silver just fits me vibes better i think :D also its easier to match to my fits

hmm .. probably chifuyu ? i dont really know :0

what inspires me has to be music and sunsets/stars/the moon; when im in a bad mood i distance myself from other people bc if i dont ill just be snappy and say shit i dont mean; my hobbies are art, reading, writing, skateboarding, music, photography, astronomy aaannndddd sleeping yes

she/her intj leo !!!

omg regarding stuff i dont like to wear,,,, skin tight and or low cut jeans. i used to love tight jeans and hate baggy jeans but now ... now its reversed .... HAHAH. im pretty open to colors and styles and aesthetics otherwise, i just cant stand jeans that stick to ur legs and or stop at ur hips like NO i need that shit halfway up my waist else its not good LMAO

thats all thank u in advance dearie !!!! i hope u have fun w the event :D !!!!

hii natsu darling!! THANK YOU SO MUCH 🫂 I totally love your vibes istg.

imma explain myself a bit (ᵔ◡ᵔ)

; For the date i chosed a park date + the picnic (yk ranpo wouldn't accept to not eat constantly his sweets ...), hope u will like it ♡

; I totally agree, I can't stand tight(+low-rise) pants anymore <//3

; IMAGINE

the days before going out with ranpo, that slight emotion and age, which the same ranpo feels for the first time. You went in the morning to take ranpo and together, hand in hand - used as an excuse "to keep him from getting lost" - you two reached the park. Spending the whole day while you read, and he sleeps, eating all possible and imaginable snacks, painting on his sleeping face, trying all the games in the park.

; and of course, flowers in the hair, matching outfits, spring scent of flowers, arriving late at night and then walking together under the stars to go home :)

; the canvas bag with the headphones, sketchbook, perfume and make-up (if you use them), books, camera, snacks...

🧿dreamyoutfits event

#[🧿]dreamyoutfits #my lovely moot #natsume<33 #aaaay i hope you will like it #ranpo edogawa #bsd #bungo stray dogs #ranpo x reader

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faux-ee · 1 year

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I posted 3,543 times in 2022

That's 2,736 more posts than 2021!

737 posts created (21%)

2,806 posts reblogged (79%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@kyouka-supremacy

@colourofthekites

@grishaverse-chaos

@chenechen

@akhlys-san

I tagged 1,669 of my posts in 2022

#fyolai - 51 posts

#dabihawks - 50 posts

#bsd - 33 posts

#bungo stray dogs - 19 posts

#personal - 18 posts

#spotify - 17 posts

#asks <3 - 16 posts

#bkdk - 14 posts

#soukoku - 13 posts

#sskk - 13 posts

Longest Tag: 139 characters

#it was so unfeeling and repetitive and like. sir. i can’t relate to ur experiences and u aren’t doing a very good job making me care abt it

My Top Posts in 2022:

bungo stray dogs is a piece of media thats so filled with tumblr energy. Its like a collective mass hallucination of famous author fanfiction with just the right amount of derangedness, mental illness, generational trauma and existential crisis. Each and every character gives major gender envy. Everything is enemies to lovers to enemies to freinds to lovers to enemies. Everything the characters do is high-key illegal and everyone agrees that old guys in the government r useless except for this one triple spy who's sleep deprived to a fault. There is a guy who is chronically online and absolutely cannot leave his futon. There's another guy who could write novels in days and is more attached to a racoon than the rest of the world. bram stoker listens to spotify. bsd is the true tumblr-esque media.

Edit: and as it often appears bsd characters become each other's blorbos. They wanna hug each other they wanna see them going through the undying pain of human existence they spin them around in a mental microwave or smth

Edit edit: also tumblrinas love literary analysis and bsd is full of literary motifs

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ranpoe actually foils fyolai bcs when poe had his mind set on killing ranpo he had a moment of realization that he wouldn't know how to live in a world w/o him, and several chapters after he became besties w/ ranpo, but nikolai already knows that fyodor is his intimate friend, there will never be another person like fyodor for him, yet still decided to kill him, bcs he "wants freedom more than any kind of joy"

434 notes - Posted June 29, 2022

Kacchan is the only thing Izuku allows himself to have

and it's why Izuku’s always vague when it came to the intensity of his feelings about Kacchan & why Katsuki at first instinctively pushed Izuku away.

idk if anyone has done this before, but anyways here's my fav aspect abt BakuDeku's relationship: Izuku's possessiveness over Kacchan and Kacchan only.

So I've been thinking abt Kamino a lot, and specifically two scenes: a) Izuku shouting "Give him back to me!" to Mr. Compress, and b) Izuku's devastated scream after Bakugo was taken away.

Izuku is an extremely selfless person, with only the heart for "saving people". That was part of the reason why he was almost immune to Katsuki's bad attitude towards him: dude doesn't think about himself a whole lot, alright. He's just kind of out of it. An observer. He wants to focus on his own feelings much less than he cares about others.

When have you seen Izuku do something for himself? Sure, he wanted to become a hero, he wrote 13 notebooks' worth of hero analyses. But this may as well only be an exertion of his obsession abt quirks & strategies, because despite all the talk about his dream, he never actually thought to exercise and improve his body strength before he got the OFA.

Here's an idea: Izuku doesn't know how to do things for himself, unless given a larger purpose. He takes little care of his own ambition before taking the world's weight onto his shoulders.

And he is subconsciously avoiding any selfish thinking, especially any private feelings he has about Kacchan, platonic or otherwise.

He doesn't know what has triggered the blackwhip; can't remember what Kacchan told him before almost sacrificing himself to save him; doesn't remember whatever made him go berserk in battle. He acted like none of this emotional turmoil he experienced happened at all and went back to being this people-saving, smiling sunshine every. single. time. Even after Kamino, his first thought was Kouta, except that after Todoroki mentioned Katsuki, the light returned to his eyes and he finally broke down.

Izuku actively avoids thinking about anything that causes strong emotions to erupt in him, yes, but more importantly, even when he is recounting these experiences to others, he omits whatever part that concerns Kacchan (i.e. when he told his classmates “I couldn’t save what was in front of me” - right, but Izuku, why are you describing Kacchan as if he is just anyone else instead of the person you have looked up to for all your life?)

He doesn’t allow himself to be selfish, to be partial, to treat Kacchan as somone special even when that’s what he does (notice how he’s always going like “Kacchan and the others”).

Let’s look at what he said to Mr. Compress again: “Give him back to me!”

Didn’t he almost sound like a child who was robbed of his favorite toy?

Why would he feel such possessiveness over Kacchan, though?

Kacchan is Izuku’s Symbol of Victory, right? Izuku follows him, admires him, idolizes him (”closer to me than All Might, this amazing person in my life”). Here it is: Kacchan has been somewhat of an idol to Izuku, the incarnation of victory.

Kacchan was part of Izuku’s definition of heroism; and heroism, to Izuku, is almost like a religious belief. He draws strength from it, uses it to cope with the pain of being quirkless, and admires All Might as one might do any deity.

I’m going to go a little further here: when one prays to whatever deity one believes in, one is often praying to this concept inside one’s head, and taking what one needs from this private connection. Similarly, Izuku feels possessive over Kacchan because the latter to him is something of a god-like character, from the attachment to whom Izuku draws his desire to win. To Izuku, Kacchan is not just the Symbol of Victory. It’s his Symbol of Victory.

Katsuki is his. His sun, his god, his drive to win.

Izuku, who is so selfless that he rarely wants things for himself, doesn’t want to acknowledge that he can, in fact, be a little selfish when it comes to Kacchan.

Meanwhile, as Mr. Compress had stated, Bakugo doesn't belong to anybody. And with such a big ego Bakugo would hate to be anything but independent. Something about Izuku made him want to keep his childhood friend at arm's length; he felt as if Izuku was stronger than him, looking down on him - and where does he get this feeling? Because Izuku offered to help him once at four? Stood up to him a couple of times?

There is another dimension to it, I think: it was also because Izuku had always followed him. And Katsuki, being the kind to always over-think, could mistake Izuku's possessiveness for Izuku seeing himself above him.

If an independent person ever finds himself on the receiving end of such possessiveness, he would feel chained, scared, and pissed off. Don't come, Deku, I don't want anything to do with you because the way you stick with me as if I belong to you, it almost chains me down.

Thanks for bearing with my shipping brainrot xD

445 notes - Posted April 8, 2022

B-B-Boyfriend? Like a guy who your body moved on its own for when he was in danger? Who you've grown up with? Activated a whole new quirk for?

550 notes - Posted March 19, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

being invested in bsd is such a unique experience bcs u watch the anime and think oh theres mafia and detectives and terrorists this shit's so hardcore and then u open bsd wan and they r kindergarteners and magical girls and princesses and ur just like. look at my cute little uwus <3 and then u read the manga and was hit with like three different schools of philosophical thoughts and suddenly become interested in classical novels with rlly deep themes and start to develop an existential crisis. its like yeah i watched an anime abt super powers and it all went downhill from there lol

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jeysbvck · 2 years

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I’m begging for “i could stare at you forever.” “creep” with Adrian 🥺🙏

adrian chase x gn reader

authors note: i loved writing this and it's probably the quickest i've churned out one of these, so thank you<3<3

also lowkey nervous bc you're one talented writer and you requested something from lil ole me<3 also i'm very sorry for how short it is ;(((((

word count: 699

under the cut for the usual reasons

Adrian was certain he was in Heaven and nobody could tell him otherwise. As he lay next to you; your head on his chest, your sweet aroma clouding his senses and your legs tangled up in his, he truly didn't believe life could get any better. He listened to your breathing as you slept, looking peaceful as the morning sunlight beamed through the crack in the curtains, making your face glow. Adrian had thought about this for so long, dreamt about what it would be like, and now he didn't have to wonder. His feelings had hit him like a freight train over a year ago, and after the initial confusion of what these feelings meant, had silently and secretly adored you.

But then last night everything changed. The mission was to get close to a high priority target who was staying in a hotel. The only way to do this, according to Harcourt, was to have you and Adrian pretend to be newlyweds staying in the honeymoon suite, which was on the same floor as the target.

Adrian had been complaining about this plan for days and you really were trying not to take it personally.

"Are you seriously fucking complaining about having to share a bed for the night with a gorgeous woman? Chris had asked him. "Fuck it, I'll take your place right now!"

Adrian had gone silent after that, his cheeks glowing red, whether it was from embarrassment or anger, you could only guess.

The mission was quick and easy; while you flirted with the security guard outside the room, Adrian had climbed in through the balcony and got to the target. You were surprised by how easy and quick it was, but you weren't complaining. Now you could spend the night enjoying the honeymoon suite and the free perks that came with being a newlywed couple on their 'honeymoon.'

Neither of you were really sure who initiated it. It wasn't that you were both too drunk, it was more that you both wanted something to happen, and the alcohol and adrenaline from a successful mission made you both confident enough to take the risk. Once you shared your first kiss, there was no going back, and neither you or Adrian wanted to go back. You practically tore each other's clothes off and had the most passionate night of both your lifes.

You stirred slightly and woke up to Adrian's feather-like touch as he stroked your hair. You looked up at him through your eyelashes and you couldn't help but smile; he was looking at you like you were a work of art. To him, you were.

"Have you been awake long?" You asked, your eyes fluttering as he pressed his lips to your forehead.

"Only about an hour...or three." He replied.

"You should've woke me up."

"No way! You looked way too peaceful. Besides, I've witnessed John try and wake you up, I wasn't risking my life!"

You chuckled as you snuggled into him and closed your eyes again. "It was the best night's sleep I've had in a while."

"Me too."

You couldn't believe how easy this felt, just existing with Adrian. The world outside this hotel room could be on fire, but you wouldn't care. As long as you were in Adrian's arms, nothing else mattered.

You had been crushing on Adrian since the moment you met him. Ever since he actually fell at your feet, before looking up at you and saying,

"Looks like I fell for you sooner than expected."

You opened your eyes again and you smirked when you saw Adrian still staring at you. You shifted under his gaze, feeling a little exposed, which was weird, considering what you both did last night.

"You know, I could stare at you forever." Adrian said quietly, his eyes never leaving yours.

"Creep." You giggled, before you craned your neck up, planting a soft kiss on his cheek. "Are you hungry? We could order room service, have breakfast in bed?" You suggested.

"Oh I'm starving," Adrian replied, peppering your face with kisses. "But not for breakfast." He added, pulling the sheets over both of your heads as you giggled wildly.

#adrian chase #vigilante #vigilante x reader #adrian chase x reader #adrian chase drabble #vigilante drabble #adrian chase prompt #vigilante prompt #peacemaker

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more jayrae head cannons plssss

Thanks for the validation.

They get a spoiled dog that's very emotional and obnoxiously affectionate. He both loves and hates jason for taking the best cuddling spot in bed with Rae in summer (and loves and resents raven for taking the warmest spot next to jason in winter because that man is an oven). Jason tries to teach him tricks but the pup is lazy and falls asleep. Jason fell asleep beside him once. Raven took a picture and sent it to the batfam chat.

They help each other not be insecure over their white hair. And even if they don't always feel good with their hair, it's good to spend time with someone who has white hair too. Raven will keep her hair white in solidarity and it helps her too.

Raven and Jason are both intellectuals, and on a rare day off they'll curl up together with a glass of wine to share (pass back and forth) and enjoy a good debate.

They go on a dog walk together every night. He holds her hand in his jacket pocket on cold nights and holds the leash for her so she can tuck her other hand in her jacket pocket.

Jason does most of the cooking, but Raven practices to be able to make a few of their favourites and surprises him.

They have a favourite show they watch together. They'll wait to watch the new episode of the show if the other is away until they're together again.

They've been so engrossed in their conversation that they once talked throughout the night. His head in her lap or sitting in his lap because they don't want to stop talking to sleep, and before they knew it, the sun had risen.

He likes brushing and braiding her hair (if she has long hair). If she's facing him on his lap, she'll sometimes fall asleep again. If not, he'll try to catch her off guard by kissing the back of her neck, and they both cherish this time.

They dance whenever they have to talk about something serious. Like, they put on some music and then start doing a routine around the yard until they've reached an agreement. Helps them not fight; it must be hard to be angry when they're in each other's arms and moving around. I imagine they wouldn't even notice when the music stops, like, they put on an 10 minute long track but dance the hour away and then are like "it's What time?". I can see that even if the argument between them is mostly playful and silly, they still do it mostly because Jason likes seeing Raven laugh about him dramatically whooshing her around while they argue about who forgot the bread in the toaster. He makes his arguments as ridiculous as possible to hear her laugh at him.

Raven likes it when Jason wears turtlenecks. She likes it so much she's knitted several and given them to him as gifts. He wears them often; it helps that she cannot resist giving him a hug when she sees him.

Raven blushes, and her shoulders do too. This is discovered when raven wears one of Jason's large shirts which hang over her shoulder. She turned away to hide her face but jason saw her shoulders blush and scooted over to pepper her shoulders with kisses.

Jason teaches rae how to whittle. She sits on his lap, and when he's not carefully, gently guiding her hands, he's rubbing her arms to keep her warm.

Jason waits for raven to wake up before doing his red hood thing bc he doesn't want her to wake up alone and secretly wants to stay near her as much as possible, even if she's asleep.

Jason collects recipes from all over the world. Raven tries to ask people for recipes when she has to travel to give to him. When they're at home, jason will test out the recipes and refine, tweak and otherwise change them. Raven will be the taste tester and she stays in the kitchen while he's doing this watching him explain what tastes he's hoping for. They'll spend hours deciding on a recipe before writing it down with the other recipes they like in their cookbook. Their cookbook has a little part of every part of the world.

#jason todd #raven #headcanons #jayrae #lunar crow #teen titans

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can you tell me more about langjun TT I really like him even though there is very little information about him, or his past. I hope someone writes fics about langjun please.

An opportunity to go off about Lang Junxia! Thank you, anon! =3=

When Feitian wrote our Langjun he left us a lot of blank spots — which means you're free to headcanon a lot of stuff. Here's what I am sure of (spoiler alert! and all that):

He was Prince Wuluohou Mu, of the Empire of Wuluohou, before it fell. (although Feitian seems to have made it more than a nomadic empire), which means he's probably one of the Shiwei people.

They fled into the Xianbei Mountains, and when he was 8 years old, a great battle (War of Chang Forest) between Yuan and Chen, and he was adopted by Li Xin of Tempered Sword Terrace (Li Xin was working for the general who led the attack in the Xianbei Mountains) as a disciple, and that's probably the man who named him "Lang Junxia".

BTW, according to the last book in the series, one half of the jade arc went to the Prince of Xianbei, to be kept for perpetuity and for there to always be peace between the two empires. So it may be possible that Langjun had that one half of the jade arc — which explains how Li Jianhong ended up with both of them. (It wouldn't make sense otherwise --- either Li Yanqiu or his dad should have been holding the other one) That's my headcanon anyway. It's unconfirmed.

He probably doesn't remember being a prince at all. He's a sentimental person, and his memories of being loved come from living in the Xianbei mountains.

He was engaged to someone before he was 8 years old, and she died during the Battle of Chang Forest; she was Mrs Feilian's daughter. Whenever he passes by the area, he would leave flowers on her grave, and they would be the rare kind of flowers that grow on a side of a cliff that is hard to get to without climbing.

Somewhere between the age of 8 and 18, Lang Junxia killed his adoptive father and his entire martial arts school and took the Qingfengjian to avenge his family.

His first meeting with Li Jianhong was likely an assassination attempt.

Somewhere around this time period, he saved Duan Xiaowan's life. They're very close, but it was only platonic. There's some fanon floating around that he was in love with her, but later extra hints that the one he was in love with was Li Jianhong.

The guy is TOUGH. Recall the Battle of Shangjing, for instance — after getting wounded during his fight with Xunchun, he chased down Helan Jie and chopped off his arm, and then searched all over the place killing Mongolian soldiers the whole way tracking down Duan Ling. During the battle of Tongguan, he was heavily wounded, poisoned, and then days later he's hopping all over the battlefield.

His love for Duan Ling has always been a combination of ruler/subject and father/son.

He's 19 years older than Duan Ling.

All four houses of White Tiger Hall was given a pill that can bring someone back from the verge of death. He gave his pill to Duan Ling the minute they met.

He lies often and expertly. This is a man who lived with an adoptive family for years and killed them overnight, probably in their sleep. He probably walked out of this not feeling like vengeance mean anything either, because for someone who's supposed to be a cold-blooded killer he gets attached real easily.

He can paint very well, and he has wonderful handwriting. He was educated like royalty.

He is very good with kids and can be very charming — notably, Yao Zheng would much rather go play with Lang Junxia than Wu Du.

He's also a very good flautist and this is def not just about being royal, bc Li Jianhong is AWFUL at it.

You can name more people Lang Junxia failed to kill than successfully killed in the book, see: Li Jianhong (3 attempts), Fei Hongde (1 attempt), Ding Zhi (almost slit her throat), Duan Ling ... (actually none at all but I'm sure you guessed that already)

So, traditionally, the two halves of the Li family jade arcs were kept by 1) the ruler 2) his guard. A tradition passed down from before the founding of the previous dynasty. In the case of Yingnu's Li Qingcheng and Zhang Mu, they were also lovers.

SPOILER SPOILER SPOILER alert: Lang Junxia will spend the last years of his life painting a fresco of Li Jianhong as the White Tiger constellation god with his hand outstretched, a jade arc in his palm. Make of that what you will.

#joyful reunion related #lang junxia #a primer #spoiler alert MANY #although i do try to keep things a bit vague #although it doesn't really spoil much if you're caught up

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hcrringtonshair · 3 years

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All Mine

Modern!Ivar x Reader

Warnings: some cursing, fluffy Ivar and jealous and lil bit needy Ivar ... but that's it :) Word Count: 1735

A/n: I suck at giving my writings names. So here's another shitty one haha. There will maybe be a second part bc of the open end, but we'll see 🙃(Maybe the gif doesn't really fit but do I have to mention that his smiling is just adorable ?)

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You barely remembered the last time when you had Ivar all for your own. It was kinda like the first time in an eternity.

He was so busy with his history study at the university of Copenhagen, and then he threw himself into work on his personal interests.

He also spent a lot of time with his three brothers, at least one of them was always there when you two met, besides that he still lived with his mother. You liked Aslaug, even that she was a really over caring and protective mother because he was her youngest son and because of his legs.

So you were really looking forward to that day. He promised it would be a whole day only for you and him, and he would never break a promise. He picked you up early in the morning and spent the day with you outside.

Long walks weren't his favorite, but he knew how much you loved being for hours in the green, enjoying the bright colors of the trees in the sun. The fall was beautiful and the day goes on so fast that it was already dark as you two returned to your apartment.

"What do you want to do next?" His cheeks were still light pink from the cold outside and his blue eyes were shining bright which made a beautiful contrast to his dark hair.

"I don't know. We could order pizza and watch a movie. You choose." You shrugged and handed him some of his clothes which were still in your closet. "Pizza sounds great."

Before you could pick up your phone from the bed he wraps his arms around you and laughed as you screamed while he threw you besides him on the bed. "You idiot! I could have fallen."

"I would never let this happen." His wide smile showed his white teeth, and you couldn't resist and smiled back as he lays back to watch you.

"You okay? I don't want you to be in pain." It was a long day, and now you felt guilty for being the reason why his legs hurt. Looking at his legs in concern, but he shakes his head. "It's bearable. Don't worry." Not satisfied with his answer and still worried you take your phone and you both choose a pizza. Right after you ordered it the discussion of which film you should watch began.

"Let's make a compromise and watch the first Harry Potter movie and then Thor" Your whole body was shaking from your laughter because Ivar was tickling you for too long. He was also laughing and out of breath as he laid back into the pillows.

"No no no, I want to watch all Thor movies" It wondered you again how he admired the Thor Movies, but to be honest, after all it wasn't a huge surprise.

"But why? You know I will sleep after the first half of the second movie." You pouted which made him laugh again. "That's the plan" he gives you a wink before bursting out in laughter again.

"That's mean Ivar. I thought we spent the whole day together. Which means at least until midnight." Your remaining pouting face leaned over him.

"Don't." He tipped against your lips, and you turned back to a not so serious face, "We watch the first Harry Potter movie and there's no way to change my mind. After this movie you can watch as many Thor movies as you want."

"Fine."

You stared at each other until your eyes wandered down to his full pink lips and of course he noticed. With a grin his head shots forward and pressed his lips on yours into a passionate slow kiss. His fingers gripping your neck to pull you closer, your legs moved by themselves until you sat on his lap.

You were only breaking the kiss as you both running out of air. His cheeks were bright red and his eyes shining happily when you opened your eyes. Sure you had kissed each other today, but not like that. It was like both of you had waited for that moment.

The heated atmosphere in the room went cold when the bell on the door rang before you could kiss him again. You groan into his shoulder before you stand up. "Must be the Pizza."

But unfortunately it wasn't the delivery guy. Your neighbor standing in front of you, with a big grin on his face as you opened the door. "Hey y/n. Interested in going out to the new bar down the street?" You could hear, most likely, a plate bursting on the kitchen floor and steps in your direction.

"Jakob, thank you, but I told you I have a boyfriend, and I'm not interested." With a friendly smile and calm voice you hoped he would go directly but Ivar was there before Jakob could take one step.

"Hi I'm Ivar. her Boyfriend. Unfortunately we are occupied tonight, so see ya!" Under his exaggerated friendly voice you could hear jealousy. Before Jakob could say anything else, the door was shut in front of his face and Ivar stared at you.

"Is this the one you told me about?" "Yeah. Now probably he will think you are a madman." You roll your eyes with laughter and return to the living room. " I am." Ivar walked behind you, he was so near you felt his body against your back. "When it comes to you."

"I'm sure he will never talk to me again." With a grin you turned around to face Ivar, still with a dark look in his eyes. "I hope so. You are mine."

After you persuaded him to sit on the couch and let you bring the dishes to the table in front of the couch, you looked at him as he watched at the TV.

"Y/n"

You froze as he caught you staring. He had made himself comfortable all over the couch, his chest rises and falls calmly, one hand in his hair which falls loosely on his shoulders.

"Ivar."

Concentrated on sounding calm you walk to the couch, stop when you're at the level of his head. "Like what you see?" With a big grin he touches your leg, his hands wandering up and down before he pulls you forward. With a happy sigh you sit on his lap again, careful to not hurt him.

"I thought about going to this Jakob tomorrow and give him a message he won't forget." The grin turned into a devilish one and his eyes were burning in anticipation of what he had planned.

"Ivar no." Whatever he had planned the poor Jakob wouldn't ever be the same person, and you didn't want to be responsible for that. "Why not? He's nothing but a neighbor. I'm just making sure he will never bother you again." You melted by his good intentions but shook your head.

"Fine. Then I'll show him otherwise that he has to keep his hands off of you." Before you could make a move he already took you down into a heated kiss. His lips moving perfectly with yours, parted your lips with his tongue and swirled around synchronized with yours. Muffled moans of yours echoed through the room and the air heating up again.

"You are all mine." He bites your under lip which causes you to moan louder. With one hand he held you in position, the other buried in your hair. "Ivar..." Under your breath you tried to stop him from kissing your neck because it was again the doorbell which catches your attention. For the second time this evening the bubble around you burst, and it took another few seconds for Ivar to let you go.

"God damn it! If it's that Jakob again I will rip him into a thousand pieces!!!" The Pizza deliverer heard Ivar's furious shouts and his eyes went big. "Everything's fine. No murders tonight." You giggled by the uncertain look on the face of the kid who must be not older than 18. You gave him the money and a tip before you wished a good evening and returned to your boyfriend.

You started eating by watching Harry Potter and the Philosophers Stone which Ivar commented with yawning and malicious snorting from time to time. When the movie was over you cleaned up the table before you would start with the Thor movie.

"Finally it's over. I thought I would fall asleep before he even came to Hogwarts." You rolled your eyes as you made yourself comfortable between his legs again when the intro started. "Shut it Ivar, I want to watch the movie." One kiss on his shoulder, and then you concentrated on the movie.

After a while you stood up and earned a confused view from Ivar. "I want to braid your hair." Your high voice and pouting face let him sigh. "Fine." You switched positions so that he was sitting in front of you and while the movie continues you were busy with his hair.

"Are you done?" You thought Ivar had fallen asleep, he didn't say a word since you started braiding his hair, so you flinched as he raised his voice. "I am. Looking good." A bit proud of yourself you let go of his hair and kissed the top of his head.

"Are you tired?" His voice was calm when he brushed his fingers from your knee up and down. From the side seeing him biting his lip, eyes still focused on the screen. "Not that much. But if you want to go to bed I'm fine with that." "The day is not over yet. So we stay awake."

Ivar decided to watch some TV shows after the movie was over, while you've been falling asleep from time to time. Calmed down by the random voices of the TV and dimmed light, your nails massaging the scalp of his head when your eyelids become heavy. Ivar noticed after a while that your finger movements stopped, "Let's go to bed. It's late."

Half asleep you nodded, watching him turn off the TV and go back to his feet. A few steps away from the bedroom the doorbell rings again which made you flinch and Ivar growl. "Who's this? It's 3 am in the morning." With his most unfriendly look Ivar went to the door followed by you.

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