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bravevolunteer · 1 year
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gimme ennard!michael threads i think it’d be funny-
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batsvnte · 1 year
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𝐉𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐲, 𝐉𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐲 • 𝐖𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠
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Pairing(s): Wally Darling
Sypnosis: Wally experiences a strange emotion as someone talks to his dear (Name)
Warning(s): possessive behavior (?), scopophobia, (slight) cursing, ooc maybe
Word Count: ???
Notes: gender neutral black human!reader (they/them pronouns) with human Wally Darling hHhhH- based on an audio I heard of Wally being jealous so I wanted to write something similar to that. Characters belong to @/partycoffin
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It was a warm sunny day in the neighborhood just as how it is every other day. It was perfect weather to be outside to spend the day away doing fun activities. Or to be staying inside for practicing hobbies, relaxing or doing whatever comes to mind. To a certain blue haired individual, he wanted to take the chance to take his dear (Name) out for a picnic.
(Name) and Wally decided to go out into the open field near their house. They found a perfect spot underneath shade of one of the trees to set up everything. (Name) goes over their mental checklist to make sure they brought all the things for the both of them. Satisfied with themselves as they continue their path to the picnic spot.
Both of them had separated some tasks with themselves so they can have everything checked off. (Name) made themselves in charge with bringing the food for them while Wally made sure to bring supplies such as plates, cups, etc.
Soon (Name) reaches the spot where Wally was standing underneath the shade. He was setting everything up for the both of them, his back turned as he stands up in thought. (Name) jogs up to him whilst carefully holding the basket of food in their hands.
“Heya, Darlin’.” (Name) greets, which gained his attention almost instantly.
Wally turns to (Name) with a friendly smile on his face. He had quickly grown use to them using his last name whenever they greet him. “Hello, (Name). My, you look lovely today.”
(Name) smiles bashfully at the compliment. “Thanks, you look amazing Wally.”
Wally’s smile seem to grow bigger at their words. He’s always enjoyed exchanging compliments with (Name). Wally found ways to compliment his friends whenever he gets the chance, though the ones from (Name) were ones he looked the most forward to. No matter how simple or extravagant they were.
They kneel down to set up the food since Wally had already set out the plates for the both of them. While (Name) was preparing the food, Wally stays standing from a short distance. His eyebrows furrowed in a focus state while he looks down at the picnic setup he had done himself. Something was missing.
“Hm.. I must’ve forgotten something.” Wally muses to himself, unaware that this grabs (Name)’s attention. He stays silent for a couple of seconds before speaking again. “Silly me. I think I know what’s missing.”
(Name) turns over to look at him with curiosity in their eyes. From what they’re seeing, he’s gotten everything that’s needed for the picnic. Perhaps he’s forgotten something personal of his that he wanted to bring to the picnic.
Wally takes a few steps away from the spot, looking back to (Name). “I’ll be right back, (Name). I just need to go back to grab something.”
“Ok. Don’t take to long.” (Name) watches as Wally departs from their spot, seeing his figure on the path to what could be assumed to his house.
(Name) turns their attention back to the food. Everything was all set up for the two of them. They smile proudly to themselves as they adjusted the small makeshift table that was brought, having only two plates of food on it. Now all they had to do was wait for Wally to get back.
“Excuse me? Are you Mx. (L/N)?”
(Name) jolts out of their thoughts as they look to an unfamiliar person. The person wasn’t someone from the neighborhood at all. Though it was a uncommon occurrence that there would be an visitor from another place. This was the first of the visitors that (Name) had encountered.
They nod slightly few seconds afterwards. “That’s me, is there something you need?”
“Ah, no not really,” The visitor play with their fingers as they attempted to make some sort of eye contact with (Name). “I wanted to come over to say that I really like your outfit! The design for the shirt is really cool.”
They could only smile at the compliment. “Thank you!”
They wore a short sleeve shirt that consists of their favorite color in different shades that meshed well together along with some regular bell bottoms. (Name) wouldn’t be considered underdressed for the picnic, but at the same time not exactly overdressed for the weather. They were in the middle point.
“Anytime!” The person’s gaze goes over to the blanket covered with goods for a few seconds. “I love how this is set up. Are you here with someone else?”
“I’m here with a friend. He just went to get something.” (Name) responds to the question while having a little boost of confidence at the first few words.
Whilst they were busy with their conversation, one had failed to notice Wally’s arrival. He was holding one of his many sketchbooks in hand as he saw the perfect opportunity to draw during their picnic. The moment he was about to call out to (Name), he pauses in his tracks as he sees someone unfamiliar talking to (Name). Strangely the smile that was always on his face was nowhere to be found. He was always welcoming to new people visiting or staying in the neighborhood no matter who they could be. Seeing someone talk to (Name) wasn’t something that he likes to witness. Especially if he wasn’t there with them.
The person however took notice of Wally as he silently approached them. They pause whatever they were saying as their eyes were kept on him. The person wanted to say something to acknowledge Wally but their voice was caught up in their throat as they made direct eye contact with him. His eyes had no light; solely just pitch black darkness in them. There wasn’t any emotion present in his eyes. Not that they couldn’t tell in anyway possible. They slowly started to feel uncomfortable the longer he stared at them.
“Oh (Name). I’m back.” His voice broke through their thoughts, seeing how (Name) finally acknowledged Wally’s presence.
(Name) turns their head to look to Wally, feeling a bit more content now that someone else familiar to them is here. Not that they minded the unknown visitors presence. It was just nice to have someone else around. Wouldn’t really say the same on Wally’s case.
“Welcome back to the picnic, Wally.” (Name) muses quietly as Wally turns his gaze back over to the visitor who stood incredibly silent for the past few seconds.
The look in his eyes never changes which slightly freaks the unknown visitor out. “Welcome to the neighborhood. Who might you be?”
It took a few seconds for the unknown visitor to really process that Wally was talking to them. “Oh.. Oh me? I’m just someone wh-who’s visiting a friend from round here.” They quickly sputter out and trying not to trip over their own words.
“That’s amazing. Who are you coming to see?”
Wally’s voice was kept at a soft tone that can be added into his charm. But (Name) couldn’t help but pick at the hint of anger that was faintly there behind his words. They look between the person and Wally questioningly whilst wondering what’s going on with their dear ol’ friend.
“Sally Starlet.. Speaking of her I should go see how she’s doing. It was nice meeting you two!” Before either of them gotten another word out, the unknown visitor had walked off. Without any final glances to Wally or (Name).
‘What the hell was that?’
They let out a soft sigh before seeing Wally take the open spot reserved for him beside them. (Name) readjusted themselves to facing more towards Wally. As expected he was looking at them with a calm look on his face.
Their observation from the conversation that took place moments before clouded their mind entirely. (Name) maintains eye contact with Wally once again, finding no other emotion other than his usual calm expression with that charming smile he had on his face.
“Is something on your mind, (Name)?” Wally’s gaze never moved or shifted even the slightest bit away from (Name).
Deciding against their own conscious they asked, “What was that just a while ago?”
“What do you mean?”
“You sounded a bit mad when you were talking to that newcomer,” (Name) states as they shifted around slightly to become more comfortable, but never broke eye contact with Wally. “You don’t show much emotion Darlin’ but I can tell that you were.. jealous.”
Wally stays silent. His face didn’t change even the slightest bit. It almost made (Name) second guess their answer to his question. It felt like an entirety before Wally’s monotonous laugh rang through their ears.
“I wouldn’t want to admit it myself, my dear. You see, the picnic was suppose to be the two of us. Alone.” Wally’s laughter faded by the time he finished talking. “It would’ve taken so long for us to enjoy this special day if I hadn’t dealt with them.”
(Name) looks to him with a conflicted look. This was something new even for them to see. Though they were quick to notice how the mood had darken slightly.
“They seem nice though,” there goes their first attempt. “Maybe if you weren’t jealous as fuck then—“
Wally feeds them one of the slices of apples that they made. (Name) looks to him with confusion as he smiles at them. “It’s rude to talk with your mouth full, darling.”
(Name) glares towards Wally playfully as they finish eating the apple slice. The irony of him using his last name as an nickname for them made them smile just a tiny bit. At least with that it lightened up the mood for the both of them. (Name) continues on with the conversation while switching the topic to something else to get their mind off of the visitor situation.
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Sharing is caring Wallace “Wallander” Darling.
I don’t like this one it took me a while to keep up with consecutive writing since I’m not use to writing prompts that has to deal with characters being jealous n whatnot. Hoped you enjoy tho–
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merakiui · 1 year
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Rental (Boy/Girl)friend!darling is really appealing to me! Imagine if darling was the pretty and proper type kyaaaahh💙💙💙
(tw: yandere, noncon)
My fave incel Idia probably got way too attached to darling. This has infinite yandere scenarios! 💙
Idia just raw dogging rental!Darling against their will! Omg... Baby trapping too hhhhh.
Imagine if darling complains to his parents about it except papa and mama shroud congratulated darling instead.
"Just come to us if you need financial backing!"
"This wasn't in the contract!"
Omg yes!!! >v< He definitely gets too swept up in the feelings of being in a (contractual) relationship that he forgets the two of you are only in a relationship for however long you spend with him every other day. Outside of that, you’re not his and he’s not yours. Idia’s grown so attached to the fluffy relationship you’ve created with him that he takes to sneaking trackers into your bag and finding ways to watch you through cameras when you think you’re all alone in your home.
He’s always thought no one would ever truly understand him or have the same passions as him, so when you always play games with him (and you’re actually fairly decent at some of them) or when you binge anime with him or when you get into eager discussions over your favorite characters and the idols he’s introduced you to, he falls even harder for you. You’re everything he could ever want. In the back of his mind, he’s somewhat aware you’re just cultivating this image for him so that you can be his ideal partner. But that doesn’t matter to him. It’s the experience! The honesty! The dedication to your job and hefty paycheck this totally authentic relationship!
And babytrapping as well! I like to think he gets a little confidence with you around. He knows you won’t judge him and if you do it’s all silent. <3 you’re the most perfect partner, after all! So maybe he feels just slightly confident when gently kissing turns more hungry and determined, and he’s too in love with you to think about stopping when you lift your shirt over your head and slip out of your shorts. You’re so perfect. He could stare at you for hours, and he does, so caught up in his own delusions and excitement. Normally 3D does nothing for him. The idea of having real sex always made him shudder, but Idia can’t help thinking how hot you are all spread out on his bed, grabbing at the sheets while he stretches you out with slim fingers. And you make the cutest sounds, too. For once he’s forever grateful his parents rented you for his sake, otherwise he never would’ve met you. It’s a relief he let them and Ortho talk him into giving this thing a try.
You try to remind him about condoms, but do you really think Idia owns a package of those? You really wish, but he promises he’ll pull out before he cums. He’s not some virgin who’d get so pussy-drunk he ends up spilling hot and deep (he is). He’s awkward at first, his face flushed the brightest shade of pink, all the way to the tips of his hair as he tries to hold you, touch you, be cool about this entire thing. It’s cute! He considers backing out because he’s so nervous, but you spread yourself so nicely for him and you even wore that lingerie he got you… (it’s somewhere on his bed, but that really doesn’t matter now). You assure him it’ll be okay. When you wrap a slick hand around his dick and give him a few reassuring pumps, looking up at him with the most lascivious of looks, he’s sold.
Idia has always assumed real sex was something like hentai, but the moment he’s slotted himself inside you he’s nearly crumpling. It’s so much warmer and tighter inside you. Definitely much better than his hand or any fleshlight he’s ever used. He feels almost dizzy when he looks down at you and you wrap your arms around him to tug him close and omg your legs just wrapped around his waist!!!! He’s internally fanboying over it LOL. This is everything he could ever want. Needless to say, he becomes pussy-drunk rather fast, and within the first minute or so he’s cumming in thick spurts and you’re too dazed to realize this at first. :) and after fumbling around for a little bit, trying to find a pace that isn’t so awkward, he’s finally settled into a good groove.
He makes a mess out of you, but then he’s also quite a mess after emptying so many loads inside you. By the third one, you’re begging him to pull out, mumbling through moans and gasps that you don’t want to get pregnant. You can’t afford to take so much time off your job to care for a baby, and you don’t even have the money for one right now. But money’s never been a problem for Idia—not when your family’s mega wealthy and super influential. Maybe it’s the sex and his dick talking, but he wouldn’t mind seeing you all swollen and round with his baby. <3 and maybe if you did get pregnant you could finally be his real partner. For once the idea of marriage isn’t so terrifying to Idia, nor is parenthood. But then he’s also incredibly pussy-drunk when he’s fucking you raw, so maybe he’s not in the most sensible mindset. ^^;;; but it’s okay. His parents will provide so much love and support. How could they ever be mad at you and Idia? You’re already part of the family now!
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allw3doisadvert1se · 2 months
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Do You Hear the Rapture?
Everest, Amanda, Swatch, and Spamton walked in silence down a street of the SIMULACRUM so warped by glitches and errors that practically nothing looked in place there. Rolling fields intersected by skyscrapers that gave way to dying flowers the size of city blocks decorated the horizon, where a hateful red sun slowly rose, bathing the group in harsh light. As they made their way around jutting slabs of concrete that rose tens of feet into the air, Everest couldn’t help but think they were heading in the right and yet somehow wrong direction simultaneously. Were these fractals made of the architecture a sign that they were getting close to the center of this cancerous blight, or did it signify that they had roamed far beyond its borders? Perhaps such questions would be a waste of thought right now. She needed time, time to think clearly, to consider what will happen when this all ends, to reflect on her time trapped here, and perhaps most pressing of all … what to do with Swatch.
Though the tall butler was being carried in the mostly trustworthy arms of Spamton in his NEO suit, his condition had worsened significantly, the collapsing wound on his side now causing his whole body to shift and pulsate every few seconds. Everest hadn’t known Swatch all too well before she had been brought here, but after the many, many cycles she had spent down here, she had grown to see why Queen had trusted him so dearly when he was alive. It didn’t seem fair to her that after so much preparation on his part to take back the city he cared for from the hands of The Founder he might not get the chance to even see it freed …
No. She couldn’t be thinking like that. Swatch was gonna make it. He had to. They just needed to find the Nail, and this whole nightmare would be over … at least until the inevitable next one if their track record was to be accounted for. But Everest didn’t even know what she was looking for. Xanrir hadn’t specified to Hazel what this thing actually was, and thus her instructions were equally vague. All she and the rest of the group were really hoping for was the possibility of …
stumbling into it …
As if on cue with her thoughts, the group rounded a corner and suddenly standing before them was a massive obelisk constructed of black stone that, unlike the rough and jagged features of the rest of the SIMULACRUM, was unnaturally smooth. Near the peak, Everest could spot a suspended balcony that seemed to spiral up along the outside to the summit. She turned to Spamton.
“Could you fly while carrying one of us?”
“OF [[h o r s e]] 1 CAAN. yOU HEARD H3R, [[Free-Range Poultry]], WE’R E GOING UP!!1!!”
Swatch shifted uncomfortably in the puppet’s arms. “Just don’t you dare drop me …”
“HMMmMMM[[M&M]]MM … I’LL [[Consider the following …]]!”
Without another word, Spamton spread his massive wings and in a very janky fashion lifted Swatch up, up, and up towards the balcony far above. At a certain point, Everest couldn’t make out the details, only seeing the neon metal plates of the NEO suit against the blood red sky. Amanda nervously patted Rodney in her arms, the tiny Tasque letting out a slightly laggy purr in response, before looking to Everest.
“Do you think that was his attempt at a joke?”
“Perhaps. He’s been trying a lot of things recently. Getting on my laptop and posting something, for one.”
Amanda giggled. “Hehe. By the blade, you were so mad at him.”
“Can you blame me? I’m surprised the damn thing didn’t get malware installed just from him touching it.”
“Random question, but are you gonna let him keep the NEO suit when we get back to our world?”
“Hhhhh … Probably not. In here it helps to have a bit of a powerhouse. But … back in the city? I don’t know, that feels more like it behooves us.”
“But has he not earned it? How many times has he saved our lives just from having that thing on?”
Everest bit the inside of her cheek in contemplation before sighing. “… Amanda, do we really need to talk about this right now?”
“I mean … not really. W-We should stay focused, I’m sorry.”
There was awkward silence between the two until Spamton returned, having dropped Swatch off on the balcony. Amanda got flown up next, much to the dismay of Rodney, who Everest could hear yowling from the ground level. Finally, it was her turn. Getting carried up that high into the air with such inconsistent movements was rather terrifying, but the puppet’s confident look towards the skies helped keep her morale high enough. When her feet impacted the ground of the balcony, she let out a sigh of relief. Spamton landed soon afterward, scooping Swatch off the ground from the wall he had leaned him up against. Swatch let out an uncomfortable squawk as he pulsed with the beat of the collapsing wound more, more unstable this time.
Everest looked onward to the stairs leading up and around, and after just a bit more walking, they finally reached the epicenter from which this virulent realm spread. In the center of the roof was a raised dias which held a small effigy formed of flesh and metal alike. Its surface shifted with the same screaming faces that could be seen on A.B.Y.S.S’s body, implying a connection between the two. Everest knew now without a shadow of a doubt that this is what they had been looking for. This was the Nail …
Without another moment’s hesitation, she sprinted for the dias, her footsteps tapping along the surface of the roof in echoes as the group followed a second afterward. She was so close, within 50 feet of it, she could get out of here at last and live the life she was supposed to, before A.B.Y.S.S, before The Founder, before the Queen ever even died … she could finally live for herself.
But of course, it couldn’t be quite so easy. With the sound of static feedback, the profane god of the SIMULACRUM appeared right in front of Everest, its clawed hand outstretched. She couldn’t stop her momentum fast enough before A.B.Y.S.S wrapped its hand around her throat and threw her backwards, causing her to yell in pain as she hit the ground. Amanda ran up to her, placing Rodney on the ground before gently helping Everest to her feet. Spamton had his arm cannon raised and pointed at A.B.Y.S.S, arcane energy glowing at the barrel, and Swatch … Swatch was quietly murmuring something, inaudible to even the puppet that held him.
The bleeding machine’s twisted smile grew wider, the flesh merged to its head tearing just a bit more as he did so. With a moment of pause, it began to speak. “Well done, participants! It seems that your little search has gotten you right where you aimed to be. You’ve reached the catalyst of my control over your precious little world.” A.B.Y.S.S chuckled darkly, the leathery wings on his back folding close to himself. “I would say you’ve sacrificed much to get here, but we both know that isn’t true.”
Everest spoke out in a voice that shook with simultaneously anger and fear. “We left Marcus to die! Is that not enough for you!? Must you take any more?!?”
“Come now. I’m not a fool. I am this world’s eyes and ears after all, I heard your little conversation with Amanda that leaving him to be deleted was for the better.” One of the extra arms that curled over its shoulder pointed at Amanda, causing her to have to gulp down her fear. “He is not of concern for you, and thus his unwilling sacrifice is not enough. But … I will offer you a plead bargain.”
A.B.Y.S.S snapped its fingers as it lifted Swatch and Amanda up with some form of telekinesis. Amanda yelped in panic as the entity pulled her close before stabbing one of its claws into her shoulder, immediately infecting her with a collapsing wound, now just as bad as Swatch’s. As Amanda fell silent, Everest let out a furious shout of rage. “NO! DON’T YOU TOUCH HER!! GIVE THEM BACK!”
A.B.Y.S.S turned to her and laughed raising both in the air higher. “Everest K. Addison … it is time for you to make a choice. Who lives … and who dies? This is the price you must pay for meddling behind my back, turning my own sibling against me, and sending me back to square one.”
Spamton fired a beam of energy at A.B.Y.S.S, which the entity took to the face to little effect. The puppet shouted, “HE-H-HEY!! [[Hands off the merchandise!]]! GIVe SW4<TCH [[Backspace]]!!!”
“It is not your choice to make, puppet. And unless you want to be going home two friends short, I suggest you do not attempt to harm me again.” A.B.Y.S.S was clearly reveling in the choice paralysis he had inflicted upon Everest, especially now with Spamton staring at her, trying to persuade her to save Swatch.
Everest opened her mouth to say something, when she noticed something … very subtle. Swatch’s eyes, though he was hanging mostly limp in the air, were flashing with light. Blinking on and off. On and off. She had a brief recall to when she had written a message in Morse code all that time ago, and suddenly the blinking made sense to her. Swatch was transmitting a short message, two words long:
SAVE
HER
Everest looked down, sorrow welling up in her chest as she took a deep, shaky breath. “I choose … Amanda … to be saved.” As soon as the words left her mouth, she fell to her knees, tears forming in her eyes. Spamton stood still for several moments, glitching, his glasses crackling with static. His emotions were not very clear, but whatever A.B.Y.S.S sensed in there … it was enough.
The entity cackled, lowering Amanda to the ground slowly before centering Swatch above itself. “As you wish. Swatch will never see his world free again.” A beam of piercing red light struck down over A.B.Y.S.S and Swatch, causing the collapsing wound on Swatch to instantly flare up. The corvid butler let out a pained scream as the wound ruptured.
Layer by layer, Swatch was slowly dissolved into nothing, a pile of scrap and organic material no longer recognizable as himself. It started with his feathers, and almost plastic skin, revealing a deep layer of lead-lined metallic plating, supposedly a measure he used to avoid detection by the CIFT throughout the years he was in hiding. Below that lay a complex layout of pipes, gears and wiring that flailed as the connections between them were snapped over and over. When it hit the last few organs Swatch still had that were organic, it left little but a sickly puddle of blood and bile.
Throughout the whole process, Everest could not bear to look at Swatch through his screams and death rattles. Spamton, however just stared onwards, absorbing every detail. But … finally, after wretchedly too long, it was over, and A.B.Y.S.S gave a mocking little bow before fading from sight.
Everest crawled over to Amanda, lifting her up and supporting her. The entity had kept its promise, to her luck, as the newly opened wound began to shrivel back into healthy flesh on the Lightner’s body. Amanda let out a few shaky breaths, seemingly not having been fully conscious for Swatch’s execution. Everest breathed quietly, “We’re getting out of here. Now.”
She let go of Amanda, seeing as she could steady herself now, and sprinted the remaining distance to the dias that held the Nail, this twisted little effigy. Everest grabbed it off the pedestal before throwing it onto the ground and stomping it as hard as she possible could. With a twist of her foot, the effigy let out a satisfying crunch and was destroyed.
Over the course of the next few moments, a blinding white light would flash in the far distance, slowly spreading to where the tower the group was standing on was. Before the light could consume them, Everest, Amanda and Rodney, and Spamton all disappeared. They awoke to find themselves trapped in three different pods of flesh, the pestilent black tumors A.B.Y.S.S had used to integrate them in the first place, now shriveling up. They ripped the weakened flesh away from themselves and crawled out, Amanda and Everest coughing as they crawled away. Spamton simply rose from his pod, gazed around for a moment, and then immediately flew off to somewhere in the city.
The dark fountain that gave life to the CIFT home world was no longer shining red, its corruption purged at last. Perhaps … things could start to recover now, if given the right care.
… But there was one who now was stuck wandering in the dark.
Marcus Baal trudged through the endless shadows of the Greater Void, his binary code for a body flickering unstably. It seemed that with the deletion of the SIMULACRUM, Marcus too got deleted with it. It was clear to the entities that surrounded him on all sides that he would not make it to the Market in time to be saved. But … what he would become interested all of them deeply.
[[System Reboot Successful]]
[[Running Diagnostic Scan for Reparation Protocols]]
[[Thank You, and Have a Regular Day!]]
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hotchs-big-hands · 8 months
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SORROWS SORROWS PRAYERS 💔💔 take 2 : pervy!boss hotch thoughts 😵‍💫
— you don’t mind sharing a room with your boss. it’s completely normal and it makes sense. you’re new to the team so he’s being kind enough to take you under his wing, he’s more than happy to guide you as you find your footing in this team.
— he didn’t mean to book a room with just one bed. obviously the hotel concierge messed up but you’re kind enough to not complain about it, you know it wasn’t his fault, you know he has a lot on his plate. so you offer yourself up to take the couch.
— absolute blasphemy. his agents need to be well rested. under no circumstances would he allow you to sleep on the couch. he then does the gentlemanly thing and offers himself up to take the couch fully knowing you would never allow that. so you agree to share the bed.
— this is completely normal. you’re two grown adults.
— he’s thanking his lucky stars as you walk out of the bathroom in your too short shorts and your too tight tee, nipples poking through, face flushed from the hot shower you just took, body moisturised, lips glossy…
— you’re already apologise profusely as you explain how you would’ve packed something a little more modest if you knew you’d be sharing a bed with your boss.
— he shrugs it off with a little “as long as your comfortable, sweetheart” as he tries to get the problem in his grey joggers under control
— your cheeks redden at the endearing nickname as you both start to get ready to go to bed, shoving your dirty clothes into your go bag, he can see the lacy of your little panties sticking out. good god he desperately wants to shove them in his face… maybe he will.
— his eyes quickly fall to your ass, barely covered by your little shorts and he jus knows you’re not wearing any now.
— is he an asshole for paying the janitors $100 to create a loud ruckus outside your room so you’re startled… maybe he is maybe he isn’t 🤷🏽‍♀️ but he definitely doesn’t regret it when you’re pressed against his back asking him what was that noise… finding your panicked whispers a little too attractive.
— he does the gentlemanly thing of getting out of bed and looking through the peephole before opening the door and sticking his head outside to do a little scan of the hallway, while you’re sat in bed.
— “it’s nothing, sweetheart. let’s get some rest.” he says as he joins you under the covers and pulls you flush against his chest. of course he’s going to ease your anxieties and keep you safe. no one’s going to touch you while he’s around.
— this is all completely normal and you can’t help but feel safe in your bosses arms. he’s so sweet, rubbing circles against your back, slowly lulling you to sleep as his hands make themselves comfortable against your ass, his face pressed into your hair trying memorise the scent of your shampoo.
— but yeah all of this is soooooo normal actually.
OHMYGODHSJCJSJDJDJFJE IM 🫣🫣🫣🫣🫣🫣🫣🫣🫣😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 Jesus this is fucking HOT ohmygod I need him to do this to me right now HHHHH I'm so glad you sent this to me I'm 🫣🫣🫣🫣🫣🫣🫣🫣🤨
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circusmothman · 1 year
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“I’m sure you’ll love it there! We got a big house with lots of cool stuff, I got tons of toys we could share, and dad has like a billion books! We could even play outside in the garden.”
March - “Fresh starts”
Aaaaand I’m back with the third part of the monthly OTP prompt, and of course I had to squish it in the last day hhhhh. Also for those who noticed, I have not made a dedicated drawing for February but me and @ulqlume let our Vday collab count for that one since it was one of the offered themes. I do intend to still make something for one of the other February prompts though when I get the time.
But yes the theme I chose for this month ended up fitting perfectly for one of my favorite AU’s of these two. Namely, the Mercy AU. This is a massive canon divergence AU in which Indrel and Mircea (Atrax’s true birthname) meet during childhood, which then results in Mircea being adopted by the Velastryl family and growing up with Indrel in his homeland. This scene is in fact them sitting in the carriage on their journey back to Kharasta. Indrel is super excited about having made a new friend, while Mircea is still internally quite nervous about the whole thing but trying to appear positive.
The two meet while Indrel and his family were visiting Mircea’s home kingdom, Cania, during a diplomatic business trip. Indrel was exploring the city with his mother when he smelled blood and followed the trail to find the young spiderling hiding in an alley. He was able to coax Mircea to come with him to have his wound taken care of, and within the next few days plans were made to take the boy back home with them. As Mircea himself claimed to be an orphan. In truth Indrel’s parents knew there was more to that story, but Shade (the mother) had quickly grown attached to the boy and had quite a few concerns regarding his state. It took a long time of living with them for Mircea to finally open up about his past and reveal the truth of who he was and what happened to him, but by that point he had become a full part of the family and was surrounded by all the love and support he needed.
This AU is basically just a very self-indulgent “good timeline” that removes the majority of the trauma Mircea suffered during his life. Unfortunately the early childhood damage prevails and still affects him, but the worst of what happens during his story and leads to him becoming Atrax, has been avoided. Although that also means that the Mircea of this story and good ol canon Atrax are honestly like night and day in terms of behavior. But I love em both equally regardless and it’s that affection that drove the making of this AU that just gave him a far better life from nearly the start. In canon however that meeting never could have happened as the two of them were actually born almost a thousand years apart, and instead Indrel showed up in Aizsaule while Atrax was at his worst and managed to pull him out of that pit over the course of many lifetimes and a lot of persistence. But whether canon or any of the many AUs we have for them so far, these two always become quite inseparable and enrich each other’s lives considerably. They are just meant to be and we love them for that <3
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OKAY I finally finished watching through all of the Fixxiverse so far as well as Fix’s Dominion POV and.
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Hey. Um. Hey.
Anyways have some disorganized rambles about it that are in no way chronological and I just wrote them down as I thought about them because. I have emotions. About it all. And nobody in particular to share them with. Spoilers ahead!
Hhhhh okay. Where to start? Alright, okay, well, first off. I lost my mind at Sausage’s cameo. I was not at all expecting it and so it hit me like a train and it was so funny. I just. God. That was so good.
Like. Damn. Sausage and Bubbles are canon to the Fixxiverse O_o
I really love that the zombie apocalypse episode was the first in the series, I felt like it was such a great start that made everything else really feel like a very natural progression of the series, what with starting with an unnamed protagonist and then starting to make more and more characters as fit, you know?
Speaking of the unnamed protagonist of the zombie apocalypse. I miss him and I home we see more of him in the future.
The slow realization of, not only everything being connected in some way, but also just how connected it all is- it’s just. It really shows the love and care put into the series. No stone is left unturned there.
Fixxiverse!Grady D:
Seriously though I loooovvveee fv!Grady so much hearts floating around my head around his head hearts come into my vision whenever he’s on screen lying on my stomach kicking my legs in the air etc etc he’s sooooooo
Cal
Just. Cal. You know.
I already said it in some tags a bit back lol but Cal is to me what Grumbot is to some Hermitcraft fans
I can’t really choose a favorite character because I would just end up listing all of them but if I had to name a few that really stood out to me in terms of how excited I got any time I heard them speak, I really loved fv!Grady, Captain Dohan, The Oracle, and Fred
Okay listen. I watched Dominion in this order: Legundo, Viking, Nuke, and then Fix. When I first saw The Oracle in Nuke’s perspective, I was like ‘oh, this is a neat and mysterious character, I wonder where they take this’ (and also like SCOTT SMAJOR????), so when The Oracle showed up in Fix’s POV, then when I pivoted to Fixxiverse and he showed up there (and I learned who he was more), and THEN when he showed back up again in the rest of Fix’s Dominion POV. Listen. I just. I have grown to love The Oracle a lot.
Also I wonder; is Dominion directly tied to the Fixxiverse? Is anything with Fix in it tied to the Fixxiverse? Or is The Oracle a bit more like a being that could show up anywhere? Is it a bit more like the Hermatrix, where literally all Minecraft worlds are in the same multiverse? (Could Legundo’s Hardcore Multiverse be tied to it all as well? I doubt it, but I don’t have the brainpower to pull that apart right now…)
I’m genuinely impressed with how well Fix pulls of having a fairly large cast of different characters in the Fixxiverse, which is primarily a single player series, and he played most of said character at some point. That is not an easy task to pull off.
Fix’s Dominion musical episode was soooooo. I just. God.
Welsknight cameo FUCK YEAH :D
Fix’s megabase on Dominion s1. Jfc dude. It’s so amazing, seriously. If nothing else, you should watch his POV just to see it.
Both of his main bases, actually. They are both so god damn impressive.
Also, all of Fix’s builds in the Fixxiverse, but especially in the main hardcore (and now survival) one are so gorgeous. I am actually in love with his building style, it’s so pretty, and the scale of it all is amazing.
His custom textures too! I know they’re such a small thing, but I love them so much. I love the creativity that goes into some of them, changing the textures to use them in ways that just. It changes the vibe completely from if it were the vanilla textures, but they all still fit. In fact, they arguably fit better because of the texture changes.
I loved his ‘confession room’ bit on Dominion, especially in his final episode of s1 with Sneve. That was really funny.
Dominion!Fix is a super interesting character to me. I feel like he’s just so well played, but I can’t quite put into words all my thoughts about him. He’s like. He’s a thief. He’s a trickster. He runs from the consequences of his actions. He’s just a little guy c’mon he’s just a little guy. He wants so badly to be a good person. He has no moral backbone. He cares deeply about other people’s wellbeing. He’s The Oracle’s favorite little fella, and god he really wants to be a good person but god dammit old habits die hard and no matter how hard he tries he just keeps on falling back down, even when he knows, he knows that if he does, he will release something beyond anything any of them are remotely prepared to handle, and he knew, he was warned, he was warned, but it still didn’t matter, because he cannot escape the person he believes, he knows he is deep down, and that will always be his downfall- he’s just some little bug dude.
I also adore whenever Fix talks about his family in his videos. Like, genuinely, it’s so sweet and makes me feel all warm inside every time he does
I need you all to know how happy it makes my silly little autistic brain every time he talks about music I loooovvve it when people talk about music :)))))
I definitely have more that I’ll probably remember later but honestly, I don’t want to spend any more time on this post so this is what you get lol
TLDR; Watch Fixxiverse and Fixxitt’s Dominion SMP POV :D
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niceboyeds · 1 year
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Was watching ST all day today while I studied as you know & when it got to the episode where Dusty finds Dart, I started crying!!! Happy tears and I was cooing and awhing and giggling like 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥹🥹🥹🥹💖💖💖💖🙏🙏🙏🙏💗💗💗😭😭😭😭🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺😍😍😍😍💖💖💖💖💖 hhhh I wanna scoop up baby Dart and give his slimy back kissies and call him cute and then when he’s his proper demodog size I am willing to break my back if it means being able to scoop him up and hold him like I did when he was a baby and giving him kissies hhhhh full out crying out of overcute for a demodog, I’m 😭😭😭😭
PLEASEEEEEEEE I WANNA HOLD BABY DART SO BADDDDD😭😭😭❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ omg when he’s a full grown boy he’ll still be used to you cradling him so he just crawls into your lap and flops upside down so you can give him tummy scratches🥺🥺🥺🥺😍😍😍❤️❤️❤️
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xienst · 2 years
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EUTHANASIA (knights event story summary) [!!era]
[characters: Knights!!] [chapters: 22... woooo letsgo]
(headsup: while this blog will be focusing on summarising !era lore, there'll be some !! stories thrown in here and there, since yknow,,, knightsP and stuff, so do keep a look out for spoilers** !!era will be marked in the title)
context: (Leo and Izumi return to Japan after Knights not having performances in a while. they discuss whether Knights is declining, and what must be done in the future)
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-PROLOGUE-
Ritsu (in a dream) reminisces about Knights' last performance with the 5 of them back in Florence (!era)
on this stage, Leo asks Tsukasa "what does a king need most" and "what kind of king do you want to become" Tsukasa's reply is...
sike;;; he takes out a sword and stabs Leo. everyone stabs one another?! Ritsu thinks this dream is way too absurd...
-ANOTHER SLEEPLESS NIGHT-
so Ritsu wakes up... to Izumi and Tsukasa quarrelling about how Izumi took Leo away
Izumi shouts at everyone KJSDHFKLDJSHFJKL (Leo takes Tsukasa's side, so that makes it everyone against Izumi lol)
Ritsu observes that everyone has been going through their own problems recently, which is why everyone is getting easily riled up. He hesitates playing the role of the mediator though, because it is a pain. (i feel u)
Tsukasa and Izumi continue quarrelling: Tsukasa expresses that he is mad at Izumi for taking Leo overseas and just doing whatever he likes. As such, Tsukasa too will do whatever he wants.
Leo throws in the argument about seniors not butting in when the juniors should learn for themselves, to which Izumi disagrees.
feat. Ritsu and Arashi at the back gossiping about Izumi (HILARIOUS)
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<source: wiki> THEY TALK LIKE SCHOOLGIRLS.
ye so anyway Izumi is less pissed now. he says life is pretty good thanks to Leo (he did say that ok) so it's not like he's taking stress out on juniors >.<
~newsflash: Leo is Izumi's Doraemon~
anyway -> they reflect on whether Knights is actually doing good right now, or whether it's because CrazyB hasn't targetted them just yet
Izumi stating fAcTS
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<source: wiki> LOOK AT HIS FACE. HIS FACE. he is ~SO ANNOYED~~
Tsukasa explains that his current tactic is to manage Yumenosaki students under NewDi's influence such that they are also under the authority of Knights
Arashi states her worry though: that undertaking so much management will just cause Knights to stray from their purpose of performing as an idol. -> she points out that keeping the status quo might just be meddling with the lives of the Yumenosaki students
honestly Arashi's way of talking is much more persuasive than Izumi's "heavy-handedness"
in conclusion: (Leo + Tsukasa) are on the same side, and (Izumi + Arashi) on the other
Izumi suggests that they allocate more resources to the 5 members instead of training the newbies that Tsukasa shouldn't force the remaining Knights (Ritsu and Arashi) to be involved in Tsukasa's own projects (such as training the newbies) if they don't want to, and that those jobs should be left to the professionals instead.
to break up the argument, Ritsu takes out..
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a gun. (it's a prop, of course) -> but hey i would do that too
RITSU's SPEECH. how they've all grown~~
Ritsu's proposal is that they settle the argument like they've always done, via a duel. He calls it.. "Euthanasia" "A nice duel, where even the loser feels satisfied with defeat"
-UNTIL THE MORNING LIGHT-
Ritsu is lying in bed, thinking about the stuff he said was really cringe. (he's literally me hhhhh)
he also reflects on the situation: apparently Eichi is managing everything going on in ES, with new producers managing Knights and Ryuseitai as well...
Ritsu spots Tsukasa at Cafe Cinnamon eating sweets. Just as he is about to approach him, he spots Leo who is also headed to where Tsukasa is at, so he decides to leave them
the two kings (slayyy) discuss the current conflict and also Izumi's role in them (we have both leokasa and izuleo content in here ahhhhhhhhhhh)
Leo also talks about the time he wasn't rly doing well as king, as a way to comfort Tsukasa
LEO'S SPEECH. YALL HAVE TO READ THIS.
Meanwhile, Izumi and Arashi are in the dorms (izumi's black turtleneck makes an appearance again,,, fav outfit) -> Izumi states how he can see Arashi is faking again
FAMILY TREE TIME! okay so according to Izumi: Arashi = child Yuu-kun = little brother Leo = his husba pet Ritsu and Tsukasa = adopted children
so cute.
Izumi thanks Arashi for stepping in, otherwise Izumi would probably have made things much worse -> it's revealed that Tsukasa isn't fully aware of Knights backstory with Chess yet (though later in the chapter Tsukasa actually tells Leo he's already filled in most of the gaps in this story)
Izumi sense Ritsu outside, but by the time he opens the door Ritsu has disappeared
two weeks later, on the Euthanasia stage:
seniors reflect that maybe they should have let Tsukasa lead a bit more and not just as a decorative king
the performance starts! Ritsu watches on as the judge (izuritsu content here btw)
Izumi and Arashi (performing) recognise that they want the changes in Knights to benefit themselves, because that's what they've always wanted in life, and it's not wrong to think that
offstage, Tsukasa and Leo as well:
"I'm just a normal human being with a little sprinkle of genius." ~Leo
-Epilogue-
after the two teams perform, everyone thinks it's over but
Ritsu pulls out an uno reverse card, and announces that there will be a third team performing: it's the newbies, led by Ritsu!
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i can't believe he just said that.
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sky-fxll · 6 years
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so im crying ???? tears of laughter???
so, growing up I LOVED that cheesy stupid kid’s flick “Max Keeble’s Big Move”, I thought it was great right?  Well...
FLASH FORWARD A FEW YEARS:
I’m watching Shameless (which I actually kinda like a lot lol)  and I’m asking myself why Mickey looks so familiar, and then I find out that this guy
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is the same as this chaotic bully from Max Keeble:
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...besides the green frog (which, I mean, who can blame him I don’t like mascots either...or clowns for that matter as well)
So here is my late night discovery thanks to tumblr.
You’ve made me cry again.
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daylighteclipsed · 2 years
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Neku being tricked into sacrificing Shiki as payment to play the Reaper’s Game again thinking he was giving her another shot at life by agreeing to stay behind while she’s resurrected — because he grew to love her more than his own life; she became the thing most precious to him, which is always the entry fee to play the Game — is so fucked up and evil and I dig it
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aro-aizawa · 5 years
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hhhhhh sometimes when i think about danny phantom canon i get mad because i never really noticed until i looked at it critically that it has butch hartman’s grease and sliminess buried in it. 
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disengaged · 6 years
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5sos australia/NZ tour diary (2013) - calum & michael singing ‘stacy’s mom’
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pourcap · 2 years
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thoughts: pg chapter 15
He had learned how to handle Veretian armour. i love that this acts as an indicator of 1) how much closer he feels to veretians in general and 2) laurent lol
man, i just want the regent to die and before that, i want everyone to find out about all that he's done. i want nicaise to be safe and faaaar away from terrible people and instead close to laurent, and i want laurent to be a happy king with a great reputation and another happy king with a great reputation by his side :')
Because it was impossible, he allowed himself to imagine, just once, what it would be like to face Laurent as a man . . . (...) and he was honest enough with himself to admit that if he had encountered Laurent in that mode, all golden lashes and needling remarks, he might well have found himself in some danger. i am about to have a breakdown <3 once i'm done with these books i'm going to read every single au in which everyone's happy and alive and damen and laurent find their way to each other without anything or anyone in their way <3
Laurent said, ‘I’m afraid you don’t have time.' hhhhh
Laurent said, ‘Lazar said he came because he took a wrong turning.' i feel like lazar and damen could be great friends. like, in a modern au, they'd go out and be each other's wingman and get laid until obv damen would meet laurent and fall head over heels in love with him
aahhh laurent asking about sex again
'Auguste preferred women. He told me I would grow into it. I told him that he could get heirs and I would read books. I was . . . nine? Ten? I thought I was already grown up. The hazards of overconfidence.' alright so, in the above-mentioned modern au, damen, lazar and auguste would go out to get laid :') (i also can't think about a cute, innocent baby laurent without sobbing, so i'll just think about lazar, damen and auguste being happy hoes in my au lol)
Damen said, ‘You can rest easy. You are ready to face Lord Touars.' the familiarity :( the understanding :( i love this sm
Laurent said, ‘Maybe it seems that I can outplay him now. But when this game began I was . . . younger.' i want laurent to become king, put the regent in a cell and then just let him rot there until he dies a slow, torturous death
Younger. Laurent had been fourteen at Marlas. (...) Younger. Thirteen, on the cusp of fourteen. please. i will cry.
(...) It was just as impossible to imagine him fighting in battle at that age as it was to imagine him trailing around after an older brother he adored. It was impossible to imagine him adoring anyone. first part: did laurent fight at marlas? i thought he was just there...? second part: OPEN YOUR EYES.
And their general wasn’t the King, it was the twenty-five year old Prince, holding the field. :( auguste deserved better. i know it was war and if he hadn't died, damen had, but still. i hate this.
Father, I can beat him, he’d said. Then go, his father had said, and bring us back victory. that was difficult to read for me. to think about damen and his men celebrating their victory and laurent's entire world being shattered at the very same time... it's just really tragic
ugh no, not the regent's men...
'They’re moving to flank us. Have they mistaken us for an enemy troop?’ said Jord, confused. ‘No,’ said Laurent. oooh laurent is finally a real threat to his uncle <3 yes <3
‘There is still a path open to us, to the north,’ said Damen. ‘No,’ said Laurent. laurent is so hot
i just LOVE how damen has become laurent's closest confidant
executed for treason????
(...) You can outplay him, Damen had said, but it had been long weeks since he had faced the power of the Regent. (...) in all honesty, the regent is such a good villain. he's the worst person, horribly disgusting, smart, and i really, really, really want him to die very soon, but props to pacat for managing to craft an authentically gross character like him
WHAT THE FUCK
aimeric??????
i knew it. i knew he was going to be a problem.
i haaaaaaate him
oh shit i forgot about jord
Aimeric watched with his chin up, but gave Jord no particular attention. Jord’s face was stripped raw with betrayal and stricken guilt as he dragged his gaze from Aimeric and met Laurent’s hard, unrelenting eyes. (...) How long had Aimeric been missing, and how long, out of misplaced loyalty, had Jord been covering up for him? oh no :( i feel so bad for jord but what did he assume aimeric had gone missing for...? ... laurent isn't going to kill him for this, is he?
'I don’t betray my family. I’m not like you,’ said Aimeric. ‘You hate your uncle. You had unnatural feelings for your brother.' is there a single person in vere's court that has not been manipulated by the regent?
'At thirteen?’ From his frigid blue eyes to the tips of his polished boots, Laurent could not have looked less capable of feelings for anyone. ‘Apparently I was even more precocious than you.' laurent really can dish it out... but also, "precocious"? isn't aimeric laurent's age? i remember damen saying he couldn't be older than 20 in one of the earlier chapters
i really hate aimeric so much
This rabble of men, who not long ago had been divided, shiftless and disloyal, would fight to the death for their Prince, if he asked them. i'm getting emotional
i couldn't make it through guion's whole spiel about the regent's kindness and patience without gagging so i won't quote it to spare you the displeasure of having to read it again
'Speaking of negligence,’ said Laurent. ohhh!!!! he's got a trick up his sleeve. of course he does :')
'I have something of yours. I’d chide you on your carelessness, but I’ve just had a lesson in the ways that the detritus of a troop can slip from one camp to another.' i don't know what it is he has but i just wanna say that i love him and that he is the coolest, most intelligent, most shrewed person in the world
There were fourteen prisoners today, when yesterday there had been ten. He looked sharply at Laurent. i still don't know what that means but i'm sitting here smiling so much lol laurent is seriously so fucking cool
Thick-tongued, ‘My lord—a force of men to the east, riding to intercept you at Hellay—' 'This is Hellay,’ said Councillor Guion, with sharp impatience, as Captain Enguerran looked at Laurent with a different expression. oh my goooooddddd i love this i love laurent so much what the fuck is his brain how is he so cunning i love himmmm
'What force?’ Aimeric’s sudden voice was thin and edged. yeah, that was pretty terrible timing to switch sides
laurent has been planning this for so long?????
'You’d like that, wouldn’t you?’ said Laurent. i hope damen sucks his dick someday (if laurent wants him to)
TORVELD. that was in book 1??? what thef uck laurent???
'I have a choice?’ said Laurent. You planned this! Nicaise had flung the words at Laurent. You wanted him to see! ‘Did you think,’ said Laurent, ‘if you threw down a challenge to fight, I would not accept it?' sorry to repeat myself but laurent is. so. hot. (also love nicaise being mentioned!!! i miss him </3)
'My scorn and contempt,’ said Laurent, ‘are not in need of your leniency. Lord Touars, you face me in my own kingdom, you inhabit my lands, and you breathe at my pleasure. Make your own choice.' what a line. (what a man <33333)
'I need you to captain the men. Take the command from Jord. It’s yours. It should have been you,’ said Laurent, ‘from the start.’ The words were hard as he spoke of Touars: ‘He is going to fight.' aaaah i'm sad about jord but yes!!! go damen!!! "it should have been you from the start" i am actually going to pass out
i feel like i haven't taken a single breath this entire chapter lol
'I can win you this battle. (...) He felt his battle instincts rise within him at the audacity of it, to take one of the most powerful forts on the Veretian border. It was something not even his father had dared, had ever dreamed possible. (...) his confidence is so attractive. also, i love how the idea of taking ravenel because it's so difficult and complicated. he and laurent could truly be a match made in heaven <3
Laurent said, ‘You were right about him. He spent his first week here starting fights, and when that didn’t work, he got in bed with my Captain.’ His voice was inflectionless. ‘What was it, do you think, that Orlant found out, that got him skewered on Aimeric’s sword?' noooo that's what killed orlant?? man, i hate aimeric so much. i really do. what an asshole.
that was such an incredible chapter but probably super stupid of me to read at 1 am bc now i am too tense to sleep lol
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parksrway · 2 years
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This is a coupon to ramble about your favorite character or oc as much as you want use it whenever
*grabs sheik by the collar and drags him up to the counter*
hi I'd like to redeem this
hehe blorbo hehe blorbo that's him that's him hehe that's my blorbo have you looked at him recently he's my blorbo if you didn't know hehe 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰
no but fr sheik is SUCH a source of comfort for me. if I am ever sad I think about sheik. if I'm happy I think about sheik. if I'm mad I think about sheik. I literally am always thinking about him and I don't think a fictional character has consumed my thoughts quite like this weird little guy has
he's just. idk. I put a lot of myself into his character so that's probably why I'm so attached DHHDJFKSKDK
hmmm what to talk about what to talk about
hhhhh he's just my favorite
if I was asked something specific I'm sure I would be able to give an entire dissertation DJHDJFJSHFJKD
hmmmmmmmm
okay okay okay so at first sheik has a complicated relationship with link right
after the triforce appeared on his hand when Zelda reached out to him, he became resentful because well. he'd grown up thinking one thing and then suddenly he's some "chosen one" whose whole purpose is pretty much to be a human shield and die in the process. this uh. kind of pisses him off for multiple reasons.
so he's got a lot of repressed anger he's gotta work through and. because link is. well. link. sheik sees him as the reason for everything. and ends up sort of taking some of that anger out on him. but obviously it's expected of him to keep link safe so he's like constantly arguing with himself about it because he WANTS to be mad but he also HAS to protect him because if he doesn't then he's letting all of Hyrule down. so he just ends up being distant and cold.
but he's also distant because well. he's also not "supposed" to be close to the hero.
this is because he's. expendable. that's the whole thing. he doesn't need to be kept alive. he's there to make sure link doesn't die, by throwing himself in the way of danger and sacrificing his own life for the greater good. and if he and link get close, and something happens to him, that could throw a wrench in link's progress and slow everything down. so sheik keeps his distance. or he at least tries to
but link has a way of worming into people's hearts
because despite how unimportant sheik is and how much sheik feels he doesn't deserve it, link still shows him kindness. link shouldn't care about him, he's not supposed to, but he still does.
sheik struggles a lot with his self image. it wasn't very bad until well. the triforce showed up and his entire self concept was flipped upside down. before everything he saw himself as well. a part of impa's family with no strings attached. but after.. . ........ yeah it's not great. and it makes me SAD.
ooooh baby he hates himself BUT BUT BUT!!!! HE SLOWLY LEARNS TO VALUE HIMSELF MORE AND THAT HE DESERVES NICE THINGS AND IT MAKES ME EMOTIONAL COMFORT CHARACTER COMFORT CHARACTER COMFORT CHARACTER COMFORT CHARACTER COMFORT CHARACTER COMFORT CHARACTER COMFORT CHARACTER
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sashi-ya · 3 years
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could i have luffy, chocolate modern day 1 or day 5 (i think thats the all i want for christmas is you if it isnt then its the day with all i want for christmas is you hhhh) afab male identifying reader hhhhh if you can
Hi baby!! of course!! Day 5 for you and Luffy! 💖 I hope you enjoy and have a wonderful holiday season!! 💖🎄
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Peppermint Monkey D. Luffy x M! Reader (afab) Day 5: NSFW - All I Want For Christmas Is You
tw: nsfw. canon au. M! Reader (afab). Vag. Oral. Usage of DF powers.
wc: 1K
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Baking cookies doesn’t feel the same without Luffy around you. He has been gone for quite some time now, and since the holiday season has just started you wait patiently for him to come back home…
“Where in the sea are you, Luffy? I miss you…” you ask yourself while decorating the faces of freshly baked gingerbread men. “It’s already the 23rd of December…”.
You look into your windows. It started snowing a while ago, and the sun is setting behind the huge mountains of your island. You can’t help but sigh when the “All I want for Christmas” song starts playing on the den den mushi radio.
Cause I just want you here tonight Holding on to me so tight What more can I do? Oh, baby, all I want for Christmas is you. You, baby…
Missing your lovely gum gum sunshine is not easy, everything around turns dark when he isn’t around. He is the light, the sun that keeps you warm during long winters.
And you start singing along to the melody, shouting the lyrics, dancing all around the living room because you remember your baby’s words… “dream, dream big!” and that’s exactly what you are doing, dreaming about him dancing with you.
Oh, I don't want a lot for Christmas This is all I'm asking for I just wanna see my baby standing right outside my door 🎵
Sudden knocks pull you out of the show you were giving to your cat. “(Name)!!! IS THAT THE SMELL OF COOKIES???!” Luffy’s voice resonates from outside the door. “WHAT?” you widen your eyes, you can’t be dreaming, the knocks on the door can’t be your imagination…
You run to open the door, discovering you were indeed imagining his voice. There’s nobody there, Luffy is not waiting for you at your doorstep. He isn’t there. A single tear runs throw your cheeks, how can someone be so naive and stupid?...
“Luffy..." you sigh.
“What? Mhpf, I lofve thifs cookiefs”
You slowly turn around; you must be losing your mind at this point. But there he is, the gum gum boy, sitting over your breakfast nook stuffing his mouth out of cookies with crumbles all around. “L-Luffy” you mumble once again, how the hell is he inside?.
“Yo! I entered through your back windows” he says, pointing to the open window. “LUFFY WHAT THE HELL?” you shout and run towards him, melting into a beautiful, warm, and needy hug. “(Name)!” he chimes, hugging you back so tightly with stretching arms. You look up at him with puppy eyes, placing your chin over his chest and trembling lips. “Y-you came back”. “Uhum, I promised you I’ll come back for Christmas. Here I am. Don’t cry, you know how much I hate crybabies” he says, brushing your hair back with his fingers. You sniffle and stop your tears; he is right, there’s absolutely no reason to cry. He is here, hugging you right now.
“Come here, boy” Luffy tells you, lifting you up and sitting you next to him. You notice he has become more muscular than the last time. Luffy has grown up since his last battle, there is no doubt about it. “I missed you…” he says, coming closer to kiss your lips. “I did too…” you whisper before sealing lips into a desperate kiss that tastes like gingerbread.
“Bed. Bed now” he says, muffled by your pecks. And as he says so, you two jump off the table and run to your bedroom. It has always been like this with Luffy. After so many months without each other’s bodies none of you wants to wait a single minute. You need him as much as he does need you.
And all you wanted for Christmas was him.
A trace of winter clothes gets scattered from the kitchen to your room. His orange coat, that you suspect is Nami’s, is hanging from the doorknob. But the straw-hat safely placed on your head.
You flop into the bed, and Luffy is already over you, fighting against your clothes to let you free from them. “This… shit…” he grunts, struggling with your pajama shirt. “Luffy… let me help y…”. Too late, he has ripped the fabric away. And he does the same with his red shirt.
He bends forward to kiss you again, taking the hat off and placing it carefully over the side table. He kisses and softly bites your skin, tracing a path from your neck to your belly. Luffy is needy, more than ever. “I love your smell” he says, kissing your hip bones. His fingers already traveling inside your boxers.
“Wet” he mumbles, tasting your arousal taking his index to his mouth. And you know exactly what that means. Luffy is so good with the tongue, and he will devour you as he is eating his beloved meat. And of course he does, your sex is the gourmet meal he’s been waiting since the last time he saw you. The banquet is your body, and he is gonna have a party with it.
Your legs rest over Luffy’s shoulders as he indulges in your taste, your eyes get white from the pleasure, and you grab a handful of his black hair. Moaning his name, so happy he is here.
Luffy ads fingers, and smiles looking at your face. Needy for more, so much more. “Luffy?” you whine. “Hum?” he asks, fixing your eyes on yours. “I love you”. “Me too, handsome” and as he says so, Luffy crawls back up, licking your skin from your core to your chest.
“Please” he begs, pumping his dick over your stomach. “Yes… please do it” you moan because you need him inside. The gum gum boy smirks, aligning his member to your entrance, softly pushing himself inside. He rests his body weight over his forearms at each side of your face, as he moves in and out of you. You feel a warming sensation invading your insides and you just know he is using his gear second, because he knows how much you like it. Your toes curl, and his do too. Fingers interlocked; foreheads pressed. Panting and breathing in each other’s mouths. A climax after climax, losing yourselves into pure love and lust, in a so needy release…
“(Name), is there anything you want for Christmas?” Luffy asks, playing with your hair as you rest on his chest.
“You… All I want for Christmas is you” 💖~
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