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sudden guardian tales hyperfixation reappears and bashes me on the head 10 times . replaying it has been so much fun though i love yuze as much as i have before if not more
#my art#guardian tales#yuze guardian tales#knight guardian tales#do yuze and knight have a ship name ???#god i still think about yuze's side quest in unrecorded world it makes me sick . i love her so much#yuze x knight#knight x yuze#ive heard of arguments about knights canon gender um. shes just a genderfluid lesbian to meee#how i look w he/she pronouns (knight)#this drawing is insanely ooc but i was thinking about it for too long to not draw it lmao
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I was wondering if I could request an IL dan heng x Wolf Reader based of 1.2 quest reader has wolf ears and tail kinda like foxian charcters maybe reader was worried about Dan heng after battle and sees his new form when first sees him she low key gets flustered kinda mesmerizing by him literally just wags her tail out instinct just pure fluff cuteness 💗🤭
A/N: Hello! And yes you can request this >:D I wrote this in the scenario story thingy way. Idek what to call it, but bullet pointed scenarios that make a story. Like I did with the Yanqing and Blade fic. Hope you don't mind aha. (Also I rlly hope this is fluffy)
Warnings: None (I think)
Extra: Fem! Reader but no pronouns used other then 'you' 'your' ect // Reader has wolf ears and tail // Proof read by myself but if I missed anything please tell me
You were a researcher on Hertas space station, which is where you met Dan Heng :)
At first he was rather quiet, but you tried to still talk to him when you could, you found him interesting and rather cute.
Eventually your two became friends, that friendship blossomed into a loving relationship.
You joined the Nameless so you could stay close with Dan Heng, he always knew how you felt due to how your ears and tail would move. You were usually always okay with showing your emotions in full, never being flustered if he saw how happy you were by just seeing him.
You weren't even ashamed when he caught your tail and ears being droopy when he came back from his mission on Belobog, all because you missed him, they quickly rose when you saw him though.
You were fine with showing him how you felt all the time...expect this one time when the express went to the Loufu.
You stayed on the express with Himeko and Dan Heng, at least until Dan Heng decided to leave and find his friends.
Himeko could tell that you were feeling down about not seeing your boyfriend for so long, and soon insisted for you to go and find him.
So you do that, bidding her and Pom Pom farewell. As you quickly left to find your quiet boyfriend.
You looked everywhere, I mean everywhere but you couldn’t find him. So you eventually asked around, the locals, shop owners and eventually a cloud knight (a certain sword lover)
Yanqing was confused why you were looking for him, he was a criminal of the Loufu. But at the same time, you seemed really worried. He reluctantly told you and said he’s go with you to find him. (He wouldn’t be able to arrest Dan Heng anyways, he knows his dad Jing Yuan is there)
So you get there, but there were Cloud Knights guarding the place, and even with Yanqing there they couldn’t allow you to enter.
You paces around back and forth, worried. You wanted to see your boyfriend again, but now you’re hearing he’s fighting one of the 7 Lord Ravangers???
After what seems like forever, you could spot March, Welt and the Trailblazer walking towards you.
Upon seeing you, Welt was quick to lecture you about coming on the Loufu as it could’ve been dangerous.
You were listening…until a familiar voice reached your ears. They twitched a bit as you look over seeing someone handing an unconscious man to the cloud knights.
You know that voice. It’s Dan Heng!
“Dan Heng?”
You softly called out, as you walked away from Welt, earning a sigh from the grandpa him.
Dan Hengs head looks over to you and his gaze softens.
“[Name]…what are you doing here?”
He asked, but you couldn’t respond. How could you? I mean look at him. His outfit, his longer hair, horns. He looked nearly completely different…but it was still him.
Oh how pretty...
W a i t a m i n u t e
“[Name]~ Your tails wagging, do you like Dan Hengs other form that much?”
You snapped your head behind you and stared, your tail was indeed wagging...a lot...
Dan Heng peered over and stares at the tail that you were currently trying to calm down with an embarrassed face.
Dan Heng let out a rare chuckle, coming over and wrapping his arms around you, planting a soft kiss on your cheek.
"Don't be shy dear, if you like this form then...I guess I'm not opposed to showing it more often for you"
March teases you about it all the time when you return on the express, even calls the two of you 'tail buddies'
Dan Heng doesn't tease...exactly anyways, at certain times he'd show his form just to pull you in with his tail and cuddle you, knowing that you haven't really gotten over how majestic he looks.
He honestly loves how much your tail wags when he shows his form, especially since you cannot control it no matter how much you try.
You obviously love both his forms, he just finds it amusing how much you seem to love his more dragonic form.
He especially finds it amusing that out of all the things you could've felt embarrassed from due to your ears and tail revealing things. It was him seeing your reaction to his dragon form that got you flustered the most.
Sorry if this is short!! :(
Dragon Dan Heng has my heart I love him sm, my cute lil dragon boy. So happy I won my 50/50 and got his LC (In fact, I have my next LC guaranteed cuz I got the Bailu LC on 4 pity, limited LC banner Ü)
Also, 2 posts in one day (my time) is somehow an achievement to me.
#HSR#HSR x Reader#HSR x You#Honkai StarRail#Honkai Star Rail#Dan Heng#HSR Dan Heng#Dan Heng x Reader#Dan Heng x You#HSR Dan Heng x You#HSR Dan Heng x Reader#HSR Imagines#🎭 masked fools
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spooky flirting — E.L.
warnings: underage drinking? (you and ethan are 19), cursing, scaryyyyy movies ;)
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pronouns used: she/her, reader wears a dress
request: “Hey! I saw ur ethan landry headcannon ab e’s fav holiday being halloween and was wondering if u could do a fic where the reader and him bond over their love of halloween or something similar! xx ” ily sm for this idea nonnie! <33
might make a part 2, let me know if you guys want it!
Parties sucked. You always interrogated yourself on why you even went to them, you always ended up slightly drunk, with some random dudes number in your phone because you were too nice to decline, and a slight hangover. You could say it was because you were trying to have fun, meet new people, maybe hookup with someone. But if you were honest, you didn't know.
You sat on a couch, red solo cup in hand, slowly sipping whatever was in it, until a very blocky costume came into view. Your interest peaked, you looked over at him. It was a boy from your econ class Ethan... Laundry? Loundry? Something like that. He was wearing a knight costume, made fully out of cardboard. It made you smile.
Normally at frat parties it's just guys half naked. Like the one who walked in with Ethan, who was wearing a hat, ascot, and shorts.
“So Ethan, who're you gonna hit on tonight?” Chad hits Ethan's chest while he asks.
“W-what? No one!” He stutters out, turning red. How could Chad talk so freely about hitting on someone?
“C'mon man, you're a snack!” Chad yells over the music. “What about her? ” He nods over to you. Your costume, your hair, your face, everything about you made his eyes widen and his mouth drop into a small, open mouth smile.
“Woah...” His admiration of you made his cheeks flush further.
“I'll take that as a yes bro!” Chad smiles. His face falls when he sees the look of panic on Ethan's face.
That is until he realizes the cause of panic is simply because you're walking over. “Look! She wants you too dude. I'll leave you two alone!” he drags out the last word while walking away. Ethan is left alone and panicked, seeing how you haven't changed your course of direction.
“Hey, I like your costume! Did you make it?” You shout over the music. His eyes avoid yours, almost as if he's trying to convince himself that you're not there.
“Thanks!” He yells back. He looks so scared.
“Did you make it yourself?” You ask, moving behind a wall so you can hear his response.
“Yeah! I made it like 3 hours ago.” He laughs, his eyes crinkling as his smile gets wide. He looks so beautiful.
“Really? That's awesome!” You exclaim. You nod towards the door, hinting that you wanted to go outside.
He followed your lead, moving outside and sitting on the porch of the house. You could finally hear each other without having to shout. “But yeah, I made it. I really like Halloween so I knew I wanted to do something handmade, but my room mate, Chad, didn't give me much of a heads up... That's why this isn't the best looking.” He explains, looking at his lap and playing with his fingers.
“Hey, I still think it looks awesome! Like your helmet? That has amazing attention to detail dude. Who knew a guy could be good at economics and art.” You snicker under your breath. He looks over at you bewildered for knowing you two shared a class. Sure, you didn't know his last name, but you knew he was Ethan, he was cute, and he was good at econ.
“You know we have econ together?” He asks quietly, almost as if he was asking it to himself instead of you.
“Yeah, I know you're Ethan... Something... I know it is like Laundry but not quite!” You say, embarrassed you don't know his last name.
“Landry...” He blushes.
“Well hello, Ethan Landry. I'm [Y/n] [Y/L/N].” You stick out your hand to him, which he hesitantly grabs. His hands are warm. “So you like Halloween you said?” You ask, trying to make small talk.
“Yeah! I uh... Actually went through a small cosplay phase where I made my pieces myself...” He trailed off, letting go of your hand as he gets embarrassed. “Yeah, Halloween is my favorite.” He says simply, and sadly.
“Mine too!” You nudge him with your shoulder. “There's no reason to be embarrassed around me, by the way. I think it's cool you used to cosplay, I kinda always wanted to.” you smile sweetly at him.
“I don't like to think about it...” He shyly laughs.
“I really like your laugh...” You think aloud, catching both you and Ethan off guard. You clear your throat, trying to move on quickly, “So, what's your favorite Halloween candy?”
“I like chocolate, so basically everything is good for me.” He jokes for the second time tonight. He was starting to get more comfortable with you, and you were really happy about it.
There's a beat of silence where you're both just looking at each other smiling. He had such pretty eyes. And lips... And face.
He leans into your ear and whispers in your ear “So [Y/n], what's your favorite scary movie..?” Yup, he was definitely getting comfortable. His breath was hot against your ear and cheek, giving you goosebumps.
This was a huge step out of Ethan's comfort zone. He never flirted with anyone. Let alone a very attractive girl like you.
“I uh... I don't know, would you wanna watch a scary movie with me sometime?”
“W-What?” He looks at you, falling back into his flustered self.
“Yeah! You could come to my place, I have Netflix, Hulu, all of ‘em. No pressure though, if you don't want to that's ok!” You preface looking up at him, awaiting a response.
“Uh... Yeah. Ok.” He smiles small, playing with his fingers again.
“How about tomorrow?” You ask him while pulling out your phone.
“Yeah, that's good for me.”
“Ok, type in your number and I'll text you my address.” You explain while giving him your phone. He smiles to himself, cheeks turning a light pink when he notices that for the contact name you've typed in “Ethan :)” He was smiley face worthy.
After you've taken your phone back, you stand, ready to say goodbye and leave. He was a touch sad, realizing what was about to happen. He really liked talking to you. He didn't want it to be over.
“I'll text you when I get home! See ya tomorrow Ethan.” You call out, walking backwards away from the house.
“Bye!” He smiles. God you were beautiful.
He just stood there, looking at the spot you were sitting in a few moments ago.
“Yes dude! I knew you had it in you!” He hears a familiar voice shout out from behind him. Ethan's head drops fully, groaning.
“Chad, shut up!”
#imagine#fluff#ethan landry#x reader#ethan landry x reader#scream6#screamvi#scream#scream x reader#scream6 x reader#screamvi x reader#jack champion#jack champion x reader#hoe's requests
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(updated 6/6/24) || about me 💕
i'm kitty/kitten! (it's my name not a title) i'm 23!
demi-bisexual high femme, t4t, white tme
nonbinary/genderqueer/bigender
any pronouns! she/they/it/fae/he etc
i am autistic pls be patient w me ♾️
sub bottom primarily, a bit domme bottom
i am a single virgin here to blog sexily 😌
femme4butch/masc identities primarily
if u wanna tip me, my c@shapp is $kittysapphic 💝
my pics are tagged #succubusapphic
my interests include getting really high and hitting shit with my zweihander in dark souls remastered ⚔️ and breasting boobily 🍒
anons/asks are welcome if you're 21+, just be wary of what's here on my pinned
i block minors, terfy racist bigot shit, ageless/blank blogs, cishet men, and just anyone i am not comfortable with 👍
kinky stuff i like in no particular order, some things are marked just or mostly fantasy* (except literal fantasy genre lol) + limits
monsterfucking / terato, the more romantic/lovingly motivated the better, the size difference is nice as well lol. robots and aliens are included here too 💚 (#terato, #robots)
sexual/clit overstimulation (#overstim)
breeding/creampies (not pregnancy or birth) (#breeding) *?
light humiliation/degradation (#humiliation)
sexy stuff while being stoned, very surface level intox i'm just a horny stoner lol (#intox)
nipple stimulation, clit stimulation
some hucow stuff (breeding, degradation, outfits, nipple/tit stimulation and attention) (#hucow)
spanking, flogging (#impact)
anal, double penetration (#anal)
pre-consensual free use and exhibition situations (#free use) *
knight + princess/maiden stuff is nice, not necessarily about regency but it doesn't hurt (#knights)
masks/face coverings like knight helmets, tactical helmets (not explicitly military anything just the look), ghostface mask type shit (#masks or #mask kink idk lol)
temperature/ice play
service doms/tops 🩷
body worship
fingerbanging
cockwarming (strap/tdick included ofc) (#cockwarming)
dirty talk (praise, humiliation, just in general)
dry humping/grinding
light cbt/cb/ct *?
softer limits:
armpits and sweat/scent (idm if you like it or like it from me i just dont have interest in it for myself)
hard pet play *
hard impact play (depends how u define)
being called or calling ppl baby/babygirl/babe/kitten/puppy or any babyish term of endearment (just doesnt work for me, sorry! i interact with it sometimes but am not comfortable using those words mostly)
tickling
hypno stuff
prop knives or guns
very very very mild breath play
hard limits:
cnc/hard cnc (some things i post may be considered cnc but for me are enthusiastic and maybe bashful, consensual, kinky fantasy)
daddy/mommy titles
ageplay
scat, vomit
choking / breath play
fingers in mouth/finger sucking
rimming
real knives or guns (besides photos idk)
feeder/feedee
gore/guro/snuff
somnophilia
misgendering/detransition stuff
fauxcest, ddlg, r4pe terms, kidnapping stuff, etc isnt consented to here, i prefer it to be tagged completely so i can blacklist it.
noncon r4ceplay zoo shit "MAP" shit and pro ana/ed stuff is flat out not accepted here at all bye ✋ blocked and reported
#succubusapphic#is my pic tag#succubusapphic ocs#succubusapphic art#self explanitory!#mine#is for my posts#the rest are:#art#people#history#resource#save#fave#femme stuff#self rb
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when they have a plus size s/o part 1/?
in which Kaeya falls for a plus-sized person and Zhongli has loved you in all your bodies
tags: plus size, fluff, hurt/comfort, insecure reader, reincarnation w/ Zhongli, persistent flirting w/ Kaeya, not beta read
pronouns: none, 3rd person perspective (you); two madam/sir in zhongli's
characters: Kaeya, Zhongli (separate)
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~Mondstadt welcomes you~
Kaeya: where you join the Knights of Favonious and draw his attention. You take his flirting as a joke until he convinces you to date him for a week.
Total words: 767
Would not care about your physical appearance
He’s a flirt, so no one is shocked when he flirts with you
But when he persists, even when you turn him down, everyone is a bit surprised
Once you start dating, he is all touchy-feely
He dotes on you and loves buying you gifts
He loves to kiss your ear and squeeze your hips
If anyone ever makes fun of you, he will defend you with his honor
When you first joined the knights, you expected to be met with hesitancy. Most were hesitant. However, the cavalry captain met you with open arms. He strutted up to you on your first day and grinned at you.
“And who might you be?” he asked in that suave voice of his. You introduce yourself and went about your work. However, he persisted to follow you around, attempting to strike up a conversation and flirt with you. He mixed pleasantries with compliments about your feistiness and bravery. You continue to shoot him down, eventually losing him when Jean calls him away.
You begin to work in close relation with Lisa. She takes you under her wing and gives you plenty of work and tea to keep you busy. This went on for several months, and the whole time Kaeya watched from a distance. He admired how you held your head up with pride. You carried yourself with such dignity, while still being a kind soul who helped others. He saw you on your missions and how you cared for the people you encountered. Each day he would find you, follow you and tell you how beautiful you were, and then go about his day.
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After a particularly stressful day, you venture to Angel’s Share. You had never been one to drink but you felt that itch today. When you went inside you ran into Kaeya, who grinned at you with a smirk.
“Oh look who it is. I never expected to see you here,” he says with a teasing tone.
You scoff and sit a few stools away and order your drink. You continued to ignore him, hoping he’d give up and leave you to your drink. But of course, like always, he persisted.
“So for how long do you plan to ignore me? I am not going away,” he said, moving to sit next to you.
You took a swig of your drink and sighed. “How long do you plan to keep up the game? Can’t you see you're not getting a reaction from me?” you answered.
“Ah, there’s that voice I like. What game are you talking about, y/n?”
“The game where you pretend to actually like me and when I reciprocate you get a huge laugh,” you answer, taking another drink from your glass.
“What are you talking about, y/n? I have always been serious,” he said. That earned a chuckle from you.
“You seriously think I believe that? When you look like you do and I look how I do? That doesn’t happen in real life” you say.
He furrowed his brow at you. His visible eye showed a tinge of hurt. “Y/n, I like you not because of how you look, but for what you have in your soul. Your heart is good, that is why I like you.”
You glared at him “and why would I believe that?” you asked.
He grinned “give me a chance to prove myself. Let me date you for a week and if you still don’t believe me I won’t ever bother you again.”
You sighed but thought about it. After a while of thinking you said “deal.”
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That week was full of blissful dates, gentlemanly gestures, and over-the-top gifts. He walked you through town with his arm around your waist, took you on grand picnics, and kissed your hand at the end of each night. He would pick you up from your home each evening, tell you how gorgeous you looked, and then take you on some wonderful experiences. Then he would drop you off at your home, kiss the back of your hand, and pick you up for work in the morning.
On the last day of the week, he dropped you off on your front steps again, holding your hands in his.
“This has been a wonderful week, y/n, thank you,” he kissed your palm this time. “Do you believe me yet?”
You paused, and looked at your feet. “I… I don’t know,” you say. “I just can’t believe someone as gorgeous as you would find me attractive.”
He chuckled. “Oh but I do. The way you smiled tonight, lit by the lamp grass in the forest, it was enchanting,” he said.
You blushed. “Then kiss me. On the lips this time,” you said, voice barely a whisper as you looked at your feet.
You could feel his grin on the top of your head. You lifted your chin “well you have to look at me to do that,” he said before leaning forward and kissing you, deep and sweetly.
~through the stone gate, Liyue awaits~
Zhongli: where he has loved you in all your forms, and this one is no different. You arrive in Liyue as a traveling adventurer and he recognizes your soul as one he has loved before
Total words: 995
Zhongli is a gentleman, but he fell in love with you at first sight
Not much can catch him off guard, but your appearance in Liyue sure did
He instantly felt all the love and sorrow he had felt for your soul upon seeing you
He approached slowly though, after choking on his tea
Once you start “courting” as he insisted on calling it, he treats you like an Archon
gifts (on director Hu’s dime), lavish meals, the whole nine yards
He loves to link arms with you and take you on tours of Liyue
It was a normal day for the Wangsheng funeral parlor’s best and only consultant. He was listening to a grand tale of Rex Lapis at Third-Round Knockout when he felt an unfamiliar but also incredibly familiar presence enter the harbor. He is sipping tea, oolong on this particular occasion, as the sun sinks below the sea when he feels your presence step across the bridge. He hears the rattle of an overfilled backpack and the heavy steps you take as you step up to rest at one of the empty tables. He briefly chokes on his tea upon recognizing you, feeling a wash of feelings rushing over him.
You sigh as you sink into the seat, finally resting your feet after a long journey. You hear the man choking at the table next to him and look over, concerned. “Sir, are you alright?” you ask. That just seems to make the choking worse. Deep inside, he was memorizing your voice. Oh, how it sounded so uniquely familiar.
He composed himself, clearing his throat, and looked at you. “Yes, sorry about that, madam/sir. I was just caught off guard by something,” he smiled. “Would you like some tea? I have a cup and more in the pot.”
You pause and consider it, before shrugging and accepting the offer. The two of you share tea, listening to the tales being told by Iron Tongue Tian. You became so engrossed you didn’t notice him memorizing your figure. From the length and color of your hair to the plushness of your body. He noticed each detail, down to the scars you carried from adventuring. When you did notice his gaze you gave a curious head tilt and he looked away. Once the sun was set and the stories were over you stood up and yawned with a large stretch.
“So, mister with the tea, do you know an inn I could rest at around these parts?” you asked Zhongli. He peered up at you, his golden eyes shining in the light of the lanterns.
“Ah, I’m sorry, but the nearest inn is a long trek away. I’m afraid there are none nearby unless you want to traverse a great distance in the dark,” he replied.
“Oh I see. That’s a bummer,” you sighed. “Well, thanks for the tea,” you say with a wave, grabbing your pack and ready to start the long journey. He stops you though.
“You can call me Zhongli, madam/sir,” he said “and if you would like you may stay in my abode for the night… I apologize, I did not get your name.”
“O-oh,” you stumble over your words, “It’s y/n. I’m a traveler from [region]. And if it would not be trouble…”
“No trouble at all,” he replied. He offered you his arm. “I can not let such a wonderful listener spend a night in the cold.”
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After spending a night with Zhongli, you never truly left. You basically became a permanent resident of Liyue Harbor, doing commissions and building a strong reputation within the Harbor. As time passed and your reputation grew, so did the bond between you and Zhongli. The two of you developed a healthy rapport and friendship. Before you knew it, it was Lantern Rite. Zhongli had asked you to go somewhere special with him for the occasion. He led you up into the mountains of Minlin, where the adepti roam. You were fascinated with the sights around you. The mountains were awash with yellows and golden oranges. Stepping into Cloud Retainer’s realm you were stunned into silence.
“Zhongli, where are we?” you asked. “I don’t belong here.” You could feel the divine energy around you, it prickled your skin and made you feel anxious.
“It is alright, my friend. I am with you,” he said, nonchalant. “I wanted to speak with you where I know there would be no prying ears.”
“And it had to be all the way up here?” You asked, earning a chuckle from him.
“Where better than a place only the immortals roam?” you looked around anxiously at that.
“Okay well get on with it. This place feels… too divine.”
He smiled, “but of course.” He looked you in your eyes, his golden eyes shining in the light. “Many centuries ago, I met a person. Someone lovely and kind, and full of wit. And each time they passed on, they came back in a new form. I would love them again and again.”
“That sounds… lonely but very sweet. How exactly have you been alive for centuries? Are you an adeptus?” you said.
“Oh no not quite,” he said, nostalgia lacing his tone. “I used to go by the name Rex Lapis long ago.”
You gaped “You’re kidding me right? Rex Lapis is dead.”
“Oh no I’m not dead, just choosing to live as a mortal.”
“Prove it.” you said.
He chuckles, “Alright,” he said. He shucked off his jacket, pulled off his gloves, and rolled up his sleeves to reveal the dark, inky skin beneath. Golden veins popped from the skin, shimmering in the sunlight. You stared and slowly reached out to touch the skin.
“It’s… beautiful,” you looked up at him. “But why tell me all this?”
He smiled softly at you. “You, my dear, are the next life of my love.” You stepped backwards at that.
“O-oh… I think you’re mistaken. There’s no way an Archon could be in love with me.”
His brow furrowed at that. “Why do you say that? I find you quite charming.”
You blushed, “Mr. Zh- Rex Lapis… Morax-” he cut you off.
“Call me Zhongli, save the titles for another occasion,” he said.
“R-right, Zhongli… I’m not exactly… the definition of beauty,” you replied.
“Says who?” he said. “You’re beautiful to me.” He stepped closer to you, holding your chin in his hand. “And I will love you no matter what form you are in.” he sealed the contract with a kiss.
#zhongli#kaeya#genshin#genshin x reader#plus size#kaeya x reader#chubby#x reader#zhongli x reader#genshin impact
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This is cringe and annoying but i have nowhere else to go. I used to love going to ren faires and dressing up and having a good time, but im very gnc and always dress like a knight or a ranger or typically male things, not like a fairy or princess or w/e. Anyways, when i went last time, everyone asked for my pronouns, others called me HE, people stuttered and stopped when they saw me.
places like these used to feel like a safe space, like i could dress and be whoever i wanted w no judgement from conservatives bc i am gnc. But now i get so much judgement from liberals and it feels so isolating. I went home sobbing bc i realized that if im gnc in any space now, left or right, i will be seen as a man or trans and not just a female. Thinking about how girls are growing up today with this mindset, realizing that to be a girl means to be feminine, and the only gnc role models they have are going trans.
This is NOT cringe, and it is NOT annoying. Anon, it is completely understandable that you’d find this upsetting and infuriating. I really appreciate you sharing your experience, and you have my sympathy and solidarity.
I’ve had similar experiences, because of how I dress and my choices around my appearance, and I’ve found them upsetting too - either for myself, or for the people who don’t realise how narrow minded they’re being, in inflicting their assumptions on me.
I don’t know if you’ll relate to this, but part of what I find insulting is the implication that I must choose to look and act the way I do out of a desire to be different from who I am - that the only reason a woman would look and act the way I do is because she doesn’t like being a woman, or being herself. When in reality I love being a woman, and not conforming to gender roles and stereotypes, simultaneously. The idea that my motivation must be self-hatred instead of self-love is so reductive and patronising.
If you’re open to advice, I’ve found the key thing that helps me when I get this treatment is laughter. It is absurd, after all. The idea that my choice of what fabric to wrap around my clearly female body sends people into a tailspin reflects so poorly on them that all I can do is pity and laugh. Don’t let them change you though - just because they insist on seeing the world in a binary, doesn’t mean you have to make yourself fit their childish view. It’s good for them to be confronted with their incorrect assumptions - cognitive dissonance is a powerful thing. Sending love xx
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It's finally time for an OC pinned post!
Under the cut though because good gods this got long. Will be added onto eventually with more stuff as I see fit.
U'nia Redfeather
Pronouns: She/Her
Sexuality: Lesbian/Demi
Bloodline: Duskwight/Xaela
Jobs: Mystic Knight (PLD with more magic w/ sword imbueing), MNK, AST/WHM Hybrid, DRK, FSH, CUL
Height: 7'8"
Short Bio: Selectively mute and willing to sit on the sidelines in a conversation, U'nia seems to most as the stoic silent type. To those that know her, however, she's a beacon of love and care, willing to shine her light on any that will accept. It takes a lot to get her to open up, but when she does you'll never find a more stalwart friend.
Tags: Screenshots || Lore || Aesthetic || Memes
Ship tags: Girls in Red [U'nia/Alisaie/Lyse] || Dreaming in Blue [U'nia/Ysayle] || Void and Ash [U'nia/Flidais] || One Steppe at a Time [U'nia/Cirina] || In Menphina's Arms [U'nia x Zhloe]
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A'vyra Mitu
Pronouns: He/She/They (in that order)
Sexuality: Gay
Bloodline: Seeker Miqo'te
Jobs: MCH, GNB, BSM, CRP
Height: 4'11"
Short Bio: Explosive. A word with many meanings, and all of which apply to A'vyra. She bursts with energy, both on and off the battlefield, and his voice matches in volume. He's often first to act and last to leave, willing to give himself up to buy time for his friends. To know A'vyra is to know unrelenting support, and unwavering devotion.
Tags: Screenshots || Lore || Aesthetic || Memes
Ship tag: The Soldier and the Poet [A'vyra/Alphinaud]
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Oketra
Pronouns: She/Her
Sexuality: Aro/Ace
Bloodline: Rava Viera
Jobs: BLM, NIN, DNC
Height: 6'
Short Bio: Prickly and standoffish to those that don't know her, and often to those that do, Oketra seems to most as just another asshole in the world. Yet to those she's close to, that deign to look beyond that, see a woman who cares fervently for any and everyone she may come across. She just doesn't always show it how you'd expect.
Tags: Screenshots || Lore || Aesthetic || Memes
Ship tags: [I haven't come up with them yet. But they're Oketra/Cymet and Oketra/Krile]
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Misc ship tags: Synastry [Ancients] || Weaponized Waltz [Allagans] || Beneath the Waterfall [War of the Magi]
#edit 3/31/24: Added Trust banners#edit: 5/10/24: Added more of U'nia's partners#edit: 5/12/25: Added a ship tag for U'nia x Flidais and U'nia x Cirina#edit: 5/22/24: Added a ship tag for U'nia x Zhloe
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Hello! Sorry about the roughness of my blog, I mostly just used this one for lurking before I ever thought to get in on anything.
I’m Shallahi Ksheh Bah-Teft, I’m… around… Nanish-er, that’s 20 years old, I think? (Years, months, days, and hours are different where I’m from.) (UPDATE: it’s closer to 22.) I’m human (mostly), Thaylen/Alethi, but I have longer eyebrows than most half-Thayleni. (I’m a Luxray Hybrid now, as of 2-29-24.) Yes, long eyebrows is a weird thing here. I tend to wear them over my ears, if that’s a good image to use as a metric.)
(Update: Apparently I’m Luxray-kin? I just figured it out, so…)
I’m from Kharbranth, also known as the City of Bells. I’m a Knight Radiant (something like a “Chosen” for a smaller, less powerful being. I’m of the Sixth Order, a Lightweaver of the Fourth Ideal as of 1-23-24), a Worldhopper (a “Faller” with more agency in where they go, basically), a collector of stories and knowledge and a lover of food and adventure!
I am a member of Bridge Four and an Incursionist.
I thought I was 6-foot-something, but I’m closer to 6-and-a-third of this world’s feet in height.
I use she/it/fae, and by your standards of gender, I would be transfeminine. (I transitioned by accidentally taking in an entire lamp’s worth of Stormlight, so no need to worry about HRT access, thank goodness. It’s such a shame that others can’t just breathe in magic and—poof! Be properly aligned to their Spiritual aspect.)
I may say words that don’t make sense to you, or don’t fit in the context you’d use them in, that’s just a consequence of the mixing of my own vocabulary and knowledge that I took with me here, me learning new words and assuming their meaning, and the Connection tricks I use to help learn new languages.
I said I was a Worldhopper earlier; don’t worry, while yes I might steal away to Scadarial or elsewhere for a bit, I’m making this world with weak storms, static grass, and colourful fluffy creatures my home. Like Shinovar but with more colour and less ksenophobia!
Now for you, Snowflake!
Mmmmm…
Ah! I am called “Snowflake” or “Snowy,” (She/Her) and I am a Patternspren or Crypticspren. A spren is… mmmm… a small fragment of a God. Not your gods, mind you. I am bonded to Shallahi, who you have already heard from. This world is strange to us. There is no Shadesmar, no Cognitive Realm that we could find. This means that I am just a Pattern on a dress or other form of clothing. I am dictating my words to Shallahi. Mmm… unfeminine.
(SH: Don’t listen to that stupid old book, it’s full of lies.)
I like lies. You know this.
SH: Then why let those lies dictate your life?)
Mmm… I am called Snowflake because that is how my Pattern looks. This is everything I can think to say.
I sign asks as ❄️.
I have a ton of siblings from Bridge Four, and also Oppy @freeroaming-curiosity is my sister!
Malkah (@faller-of-kharbranth) who just Fell here recently, is also my sister now!
Konnie @abyssanon is also my sibling, as well.
Mrrrp!! I’m Shallahi Ksheh! I use she/her!!!
I’m Ishev—fourteen—Rosharan years old, and a Shinx hybrid! I’m… an alternate version of the Shallahi y’all know! Basically, I’m her kid sister!! I wanna be a Trainer!!!
I sign my asks as -Shallahi The Shinx Kit ^•w•*^
SALUTATIONS. I AM HER MAJESTY THE DUSK QUEEN LUNALA, THE PSEUDO-PATRON OF SHALLAHI.
My name, should you need it, is Nyx, and I use she/he/it/moon pronouns.
Should I send any asks, I shall sign them with -Her Majesty, the Queen of Dusk, Lunala.
Rose @hisuianhellion is MY GIRLFRIEND AND I LOVE HER SO MUCH!
I have 12 kids:
• Sword @sword-of-injustice, who talks like this. (Your pronouns.)
• Crystal @crystalclearribbons, who doesn’t live with me. (She/Her)
• Vivillon @shinx-oh, who also doesn’t live with me. (She/her)
• Fox (Eevee), who lives with Vivillon. (He/him)
• Illanero @zoruascanbetrainerstoo, who is the Champion of Hoenn, Kanto, and Kalos!! (All, but mostly xe/xem)
Xe usually travels with Cresselia/Zrosenza @moondreamscape. (she/it/dream)
• Svirak-Daughter-None, a Squawkabilly (She/Her).
• [Zeradin, a Zebstrika] (They/He).
• <Zan, a Dwebble> (He/Him).
• {Vinette, a Joltik.} (She/It).
• Palana, a Natu (She/Him)
• Navari, Eevee/Axehound hybrid, egg obtained from Quasar ( @rogue-nebula) (She/her? Hatched. Unknown.)
Here’s my Trainer Card:
Annoyingly, there are very few darker-skinned Trainers with blue eyes in the options. Nessa(?) here is the closest I could find.
I have a Venipede friend named Kjrni!!!
Pelliper Mail is ON!
Same with Musharna Mail!
Don’t be afraid to ask me stuff, serious or silly!
In fact, don’t be afraid to be goofy with your asks.
Magic Anons are ON, but FILTERED!
Current Arc: Arc Shash (on hold sort-of), Purrsona.
Previous Arcs: Purifying Waters Arc, Time Heist Event, Rotomblr in Wonderland, Lightweaver Luxray, Robot Rescue, Mini-Arc: Curse Of Angy Teen, Muse Mixup Madness (Get PMD’d (Luxrayposting)), Mini Arc: Pokesona Time!, Muse Mixup Madness (Shashariposting) Mini Arc: More Cat.
//No proshippers, no TERFs, no NSFW stuff. I don’t really want drama, I just want to have fun. Oh, yeah, also, POTENTIAL COSMERE SPOILERS!
//Sentient Pokémon are A-OK to interact, if previous reblogs haven’t made it clear.
//Self Insert Fallers and Branded are also clear to interact.
#Shallahiposting#svirak squawks#Zeradin Reports#Zan speaks#Snowyposting#Vinette!#Palana pops in#Oppy!!#Rose! <3#Gtet!#Crys-kit!#Viv-kit!#Kitty (Viv-kit!)#Fox-kit!#Illanero!#Maddie! ^^#dusk queen lunala#Navari!!#Malkah!
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Kickstart My Heart
Eddie Munson x Reader Headcannons (Slightly perv!Eddie x NotSoInnocentReader)
Rating: Mature
Author Note: My first time writing for Eddie Munson. Technically a non-binary reader, but I tried to navigate things in the way an afab non-binary might in 1984 when they were finding themselves and having to hide it. She/her pronouns are used as a result. Clothing is described twice but no features of readers. This scenario popped into my head while reading perv!Eddie x InnocentReader fics. I have more ideas. If people like this, I’ll write more.
CW: Heavily implied innocence kink and corruption kink. Obsessive behavior towards another person. Spying on someone through their bedroom window.
Divider by @firefly-graphics
You moved to Hawkins in your Junior year during Eddie’s first senior year.
Eddie noticed you right away. How could he not? You radiated a very odd type of virginal innocence that intrigued him.
You didn’t dress like any of the other girls at Hawkins. It almost looked like your parents were dressing you for Bible Camp but completely forgot what gender their kid was. It was all polos, khakis, button up sweaters and sneakers in neutral colors. Every now and then you’d add a splash of color, maybe a denim jacket or colorful hat, but that was it. Your backpack was a dull brown.
For the first few weeks, Eddie took it upon himself to keep an eye on you. To make sure no one messed with you, of course. If someone did, he fully intended to swoop in and be your knight in shining. Maybe he’d even get a kiss as a reward.
Luckily, no one ever did. People may have thought you were odd, but generally paid you no mind. Eddie noticed you seemed to like it that way.
Eventually, he starts talking to you and finds you even more fascinating than he initially thought. But it wasn’t anything that you actually said that he found so interesting. It’s what you’re weren’t saying.
From the very first time you two spoke, it felt like you were deliberately holding yourself back. You started to say something a few times then stopped yourself. It was very intriguing. This habit continued in other conversations and Eddie assumed you were just shy. That tipped his interest in you towards a fixation.
The end of the school year came. You became a senior, Eddie was held back for the first time.
He wasn’t upset about it once he realized he now had three classes with you. Maybe now he could figure you out and figure out the best way to make you his.
As the two of you eased into friendship, Eddie was surprised to find out exactly how hard it was to get you to open up about yourself. You talked just fine when the conversation was about school work, people at school or things coming up at school, but you clammed up when it came to anything about you.
At that point, everything was pointing towards you being a perfectly normal and average teenage girl, just a wildly innocent and possibly naive one. Your body language virtually screamed “virgin” when sexual topics came up. You really clammed up then.
Eddie became determined to be the first one to ruin you.
After giving you a ride home a few times and failing to have any sort of meaningful conversation with you in the process, Eddie decided that the best way for him to figure you out was to spy on you.
So, one night when he knew you’d be home, he parked his van a few streets over from where you live, walked the rest of the way over, hopped the fence and shimmied up the tree that looked into your bedroom window.
What he saw nearly made him fall out of the tree.
Literally.
Eddie lost his footing and had to scramble to hold on.
Once he’d gotten himself situated again, he gawked at the scene through the window before him.
Your room was, for the most part, painted and decorated about like he expected. The walls were pink with white trim and a white ceiling. Your bed was straightened but unmade, showing off white flowery sheets, a light gray and white blanket, and white comforter with pink flowers. The furniture was your standard white pieces you’d find in every girls room, with books and various knickknacks decorating your bookshelves and dresser. A shelf on one wall was piled high with stuffed animals of various ages; some looking extremely worn down with multiple repairs, some looking pristine.
That’s where Eddie’s expectations ended though.
First, his eyes took in the life sized poster of Freddie Mercury that was attached to the back of your bedroom door. Freddie was donning one of his more recent looks; slicked back hair, mustache, sunglasses, tight pants and a leather jacket with no shirt.
Then, Eddie’s eyes flicked to the wall your dresser was on, which was nearly papered over with posters. Some of the bands included Fleetwood Mac, Iron Maiden, Jimi Hendrix, Black Sabbath, Metallica, Frank Zappa and The Beatles.
Then, on the last wall he could see, which was the wall by your bed, you had a collection of fantasy art that looked like it had been ripped out of magazines. It ranged from High Fantasy scenes, like you might see in an illustrated Lord of the Rings, to images from the highly sexualized genre of sword and sorcery, where the men have big muscles and the women are all scantily clad.
Finally, there was you. You took his breath away more than anything else.
You were sitting on the floor on the middle of your room, your legs crossed under you. You were dressed for bed already in a baggy t shirt and what looked like pajama pants. Your hair was up in a messy ponytail.
It was the first time he had ever seen you in black and with your hair up. You looked absolutely stunning.
It felt like he was truly seeing you for the first time ever as you sat there, singing along to music he couldn’t hear through the closed window. You looked relaxed and happy, the exact opposite of how you always looked at school.
Eddie finally broke his gaze away from you long enough to glance at what you were doing.
Sitting in front of you on several layers of newspaper was a medium sized dollhouse. It wasn’t one of those fancy ones. Eddie recognized it as the same one Garth’s older sister had a few years ago, only this one looked almost the complete opposite from hers. Yours actually looked really cool.
You had completely repainted the outside of the house. The white siding was now black, the gray trim was now a darker gray and it looked like you were in the process of shading the already black roof to make it looked aged and weathered.
Eddie watched you for awhile, then made his way out of the tree.
On the drive home, he realized he was coming away with no answers on how best to woo you. He only had more questions.
And that only made him more obsessed.
#eddie munson fanfic#eddie munson#eddie munson headcanons#eddie munson imagine#eddie munson x reader#eddie munson x you#eddie munson smut#eddie munson fluff#eddie munson blurb#eddie munson x y/n
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Ok, so i’ve been thinking a bit recently about LoZ, LU and Arcane. And then I thought, ‘hey, what if I combined them?’. And so I did. I present to you a Link’s Meet/Arcane AU, called ��Legend of Heroes’. :D
The info goes in this order:
Name (Game/s) - LoL song
Age
Pronouns
Other Info
Other Info
Other Info
Ect.
(p.s. I suck at drawing, but feel free to draw these guys if you want, just let me know!)
(p.p.s this is still a wip so it might sound a bit everywhere. that's bc it is lol)
(p.p.p.s If i got any LoL lore wrong feel free to correct me!)
Skyward (Skyward Sword) - Shine On
23
He/him
Police in Piltover
likely to become the next sheriff
Best friends with Fi who developed master technology™️
Currently dating Sun
Praised for stopping a gang from Zaun (led by Demise) from an assisination attempt on Sun
But then firelights raided a building he was meant o be guarding, and he was posted to the under city
When he went down there the first time he noticed all the inequality and poorer living conditions and decided to do something about it
Blue (Minish Cap, Four Swords) - Starts Right Here
16
He/him
Lives in Zaun with Green
Grew up in Zaun after being seperate from his other siblings, never found out where they ended up
Does odd jobs around the under city, is also a thief
Joined the firelights with Green after they were attacked by someone on shimmer
Green (Minish Cap, Four Swords) - Legends Never Die
16
They/them
Lives in Zaun with Blue
Assists Blue with his jobs
Best pickpocket out there
Was injured when attacked by someone on shimmer
Joined the firelights w/ Blue
Vio (Minish Cap, Four Swords) - Phoenix
16
She/her
Is a promising student at the academy
Knows she has two other brothers but gave up looking for them years ago to prioritise her study/future career
Her mentor Ezlo passed away recently
Has a crush on Shadow
Red (Minish Cap, Four Swords) - Everything Goes On
16
He/him
Lives with Vio but doesn’t attend the academy
Interested in arcane magic
Studies it bc he has nothing better to do
Very curious, still wants to find out what happened to their missing brothers
Mask (Ocarina of Time, Majora’s Mask) - Burning Bright
16
They/them/he/him
From Ionia
Can use magic, but not very strongly
Was raised by fairies, but so far there is no evidence of them even existing
Travelled to Demacia as a kid illegally
Met Eras there, and became like a little brother to him
Oracle (A Link to the Past, Oracle of Seasons, Oracle of Ages, Link’s Awakening, Link Between Worlds, Triforce Heroes) - Awaken
19
Mirror pronouns
A traveller who helps Ravio selling stuff
Mage
Helped Fae when they were injured, became friends
Realm (Twilight Princess) - Rise (Redux)
21
He/him
From Zaun
Travelled to the shadow isles with a group and was the only one to make it back
Was cursed with some sort of magic whilst there
Can shapeshift into a wolf
Fae (Legend of Zelda, Legend of Zelda II) - You & Me Make Us
18
Fae/Faer/they/them
(When with their siblings they go by ‘Aeon’, because Fae is a name that non-faries give to the species in general)
From Targon
Part fairy
Travelled to Piltover to see the world, but is disgusted by how people live and treat others
Befriended Oracle by accident
Waker (Wind Waker) - Burn It All Down
15
He/him
Pirate from Bilgewater
Era (Hyrule Warriors) - The Call
23
He/him
Knight from Demacia
Captain in the army
Accidentally adopted Mask and now he’s stuck with the kid
Archer (Breath of the Wild) - Still Here
17
He/him/she/her/they/them
From Zaun
member of the firelights
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last name. (silver x oc)
thank you to @luminous-letters for the idea! my daelin valie here has no sense of shame absolutely none its gone with the wind
valie goes by he/her pronouns! they are constantly in flux istg one day its he/him the other its she/her and other times its she/he or him/her so confusing lolllll
"you know, silver senpai..." valencia laughs. "silver karasu doesn't sound too bad."
"I beg your pardon?" silver cocks his head, confused. "silver karasu?"
"yeah, karasu! my last name! since you don't have one, I'm trying to see if it fits. silver karasu, karasu..." valie's gaze meets silver's. "watcha think? does it fit you?"
"karasu..." the thought of a last name feels foreign the young knight. lilia didn't give him his for he fears he would tie silver down, but given the prefect's option.
"karasu." silver rolls the name off his tongue slowly, testing the waters. "karasu."
"how's it feel?"
"odd."
"oh. shame." valencia sighs, flumbering. "then, how about zigvolt? since you and sebek are like brothers, right? silver zigvolt? oh, or silver asim? would it be silver asim or silver al asim?" valencia ponders over the question for second, shrugging. "ah well, doesn't matter- oh, how about vanrouge?"
silver stills in a bit of panic, but maintains his composed nature. "what about vanrouge?"
"silver vanrouge. ...ey, that could work, LOL! i guess lilia would be your big, relaxed brother huh... I feel like he's the type to bother you to help him with an in-game raid or something." the prefect says with a smile, unaware of the heavy implications of his words.
"o...is that so?"
"yeah! so, outta all of 'em, which one do you think suits you?" valie cocks her head, waiting.
"...silver karasu sounds best." at silver's reply, valie pumps his fists together in a celebratory manner, leaning onto silver.
"yay! I guess from now on, you're gonna be my wife, huh?"
WHAT.
"w-wife...?"
"yeah- oh, well, I guess you're going to be my husband, huh, but wife suits you as well!"
"I assumed you were going to be my sibling?"
"ah, well." the prefect looks off into the distance, fiddling with his hands. "I was, but then... you sound nice as my wife... SO! here we are!"
she finishes his conclusion with a teasing smile, with not a hint of shame written across the prefect's face. "'m joking of course, but we could always have a mock wedding~ I'd be more than delighted to have you as my wife."
what... what is he supposed to say to that?! "you... you say the strangest things."
"ehh, I guess? well, if you happen to change your mind, let me know. ah, my class 's starting, and I gotta collect Grim from PE. catch ya later, silver!" with a wave, valie's off.
"a mock wedding..." silver mutters to himself. what an interesting person.
he fails to notice the smile that made its way onto his ever handsome face.
#twisted wonderland#twst#twst wonderland#twst silver#valencia karasu#twisted wonderland x oc#twst silver x oc#stuff hits the fan
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ink ink helloo! first of all, id like to congratulate u on ur 1st anniversary www <3 ( well its still a few days til ur actual anniversary as im writing this but SHHHSHSHS ) but yeah, congrats bb skdhfgsjdf <3 but that aside! i saw ur matchup event and thought "why not?" HHAH so yes, hello >:D
PRONOUNS: she/him
NICKNAME: i quite like the nickname callie but if we're talking about petnames then my fav is darling <3 esp if it has "my" befor e it uargshj heart go boom boom frfr
LIKES: coffee, sleeping in, being surrounded by plushies/pillows/blankets on cold/rainy days <3
DISLIKES: flying insects ( or any insects or bugs, really ), busy places, that ducking table that i keep stubbing my toe on😭
HOBBIES: drawing ( both traditionally and digitally ), cooking, playing games, going outside w friendsand eating some street food <33
GENDER PREFERENCE: for genshin, i usually feel more attracted to the guys so the guys it is
MY TYPE? oh man, my type is honestly so confusing, even i get confused by it soemtimes lhjkgfjhf. but judging from what a friend has observed:
strength + charisma/charm
and it is so true bc i really like... strong and charismatic/charming guys ///// KHGJSGK id say that most of the characters i like r gentlemanly but like.. there r some that.. are questionable... looks at dottore LMAOO but yeah! i like strong, charismatic men who can carry me frfr <33333
AYE OKAY THATS ALL FOR ME, i hope u have a good timezone bb :D <3
Matchup no. 4 !!!
I match you with...Diluc.
- ,, Fluffy relationship headcanons:
Okay but to be honest, you and Diluc would look way too good together that it would make everyone else jealous. Because wow, those two really gorgeous people are in love and they are together. And then they would complain to Cupid because why weren't they blessed with such a love life as well ??? (The world sure is unfair sometimes smh)
LOTS of forehead kisses and hand holding!!! With Diluc calling you "my love" or "my darling" djgndfjg so freaking cute. And he would always try to hide his smile when you would go red after hearing those words (he can be a tease too lmao).
Dinner dates? Of course! And only the finest for his dear Cal <333
Diluc and you would also read books together when you will have time and most of the times it would be him reading to you because you once told him that you found his voice soothing. And he would be combing his fingers through your hair as he would narrate to you, in a soft voice, about what was written in the book.
He would always tell you how amazing your art is and that it's better than most of the art he has seen throughout his entire life and truth be told, that is high praise.
All in all, a veryyyy cute couple that everyone likes <3
- ,, Songs that remind me of your relationship:
Juliet
Moment
Make you mine
Always forever
- ,, Your troupe:
Royalty x Knight
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The Heros Return Part II | c!Technoblade/AFAB!Reader
Notes: 18+!! Minors DNI! TW: Emotional/Verbal Abuse; Vomit. Reader is referred to with she/her pronouns and female titles (wife, lady, ect).
Three years.
It had been three years since you had last seen your husband.
The morning after your wedding, Techno and his group of knights, known as the Syndicate, were sent out to kill a dragon that had been torturing the kingdom for decades by order of the king and your father. They call it the Dragon Campaign.
You had only spent a single night with him, but that didn't stop you from worrying for him. You hoped he was okay, and that he would return home soon.
And soon enough, he did.
Your father threatened you, of course-- told you that you better make sure he didn't divorce you, lest you sully the family name any further. There were rumors that he was going to leave you for the princess... not that you could blame him. You were just an ordinary girl, after all.
But you were still scared. You didn't want to lose him, and you also didn't want to anger your father. If you failed, he'd surely beat you to death.
The door open rather suddenly, and there he stood. His face remained calm.
"I, um," you start slowly, trying to find the right words. “I-I’m happy y-you’re alright...”
He looks you up and down, and then huffs out a short laugh. He walks up to you, towering over you as he looks down. “Of course I am. Did you really think I wouldn’t come back to you?” he asks.
You look down. “W-Well, no, b-but...” your words trail off, your heart pounding in your ears and your hands sweating. The nerves were getting to you.
Techno gently reaches out and touches your cheek, tilting your gaze back up to meet his own. “What’s the matter?” he asks, “Is my beautiful wife scared of something?"
Your face breaks into a huge blush, your lips parting. Your words fail you as you stare wide-eyed at his face, pulse rapid and still like a statute.
Techno's expression softens. He looks at you with nothing but amusement and soft sentimentality. Before you can react, he leans forward, claiming your lips with his own. You gasp, your eyes slowly fluttering shut as your husband kisses you fervently. He places a hand on your lower back, pulling you closer. You melt into his embrace, resting your hands on his chest.
You felt... different, in his arms. You couldn't pin down what it was he made you feel, but knew that it was good. You knew you never wanted him to let you go.
There's a rather harsh clearing of the throat suddenly, and you hear Techno let out a low growl as as turn to the doorway. "Do you mind?" He says, sounding a bit annoyed.
You pant, try to catch your breath, looking to the doorway. There was a brunette man standing there, and when Techno address him, the corner of his lip simply turns upwards.
"My most sincere apologies, my dear brother. However, the carriage is ready to go whenever you and your wife are ready. Phil wanted me to come and tell you." He says, looking a little at having caught you two. You blush a little, embarrassed. How unladylike of you...
Techno grunts. "Mm. I see. Thanks, Wil."
The man chuckles. "But of course. I'll be seeing you both down there." He says, turning and taking his leave.
Your husband sighs. "Right. We should be going." He says.
Your stomach drops. Oh no. He can't leave like this! Your father would surely beat you to death! "Y-You're leaving? S-So soon? You j-just got back..."
"Well, of course. I have to take my beloved wife home, don't I?"
You blink at his words. "Take me...?"
"Tell your servants to pack your things. We leave at noon."
"W-Wait!" You say, "Where... where are we going..?"
Technoblade turns to you then, his expression gentle as he takes your hand. He places a kiss to the back of your hand. "I'm taking you home with me, as any man should."
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The carriage wasn't anything terribly extravagant, but it was still very nice. At noon, all of your things as been loaded onto carts and wagons, following Technoblade and his knights down the path to the land his family owned, which he told you was called Anatol. Techno sits beside you with his arm around you in the carriage, and across from you both...
"So, why do you talk so funny like that? Did the duke not teach you how to talk or something?"
"Tommy."
"What?! I was just askin'..."
"Please forgive my little brother, my lady. He's a bit of an arsehole."
"YOU'RE a bit if an asshole, Wilbur!"
...was Techno's family. His father, Phil, and his two brothers; Wilbur, who you recognized as the man who had interrupted you and Techno earlier, and Tommy, a rather loud, brash boy.
"Tommy," Phil says again, gently, "Y/N is Techno's wife-- meaning she's your sister now. She's family. You have to treat her with respect. Like you would me or Wilbur."
Tommy scoffs. "I only respect people who are cool and awesome, like The Blade." He says rather petulantly, crossing his arms over his chest.
Technoblade, who had long since buried his head in his hand, let's out a low sigh beside you. "It's alright," he says low enough so only you can hear, "he's always like this at first. Give him a bit of time. He'll come around."
You nod, placing your hand on top of his. He hums, placing a kiss to your cheek.
The ride continues on like that, with Tommy loudly asking you somewhat-rude questions and Phil, Wilbur and eventually even Techno chastising him for it, while you tried your best to answer him. It was nerve-wracking, but you’re actually rather proud of yourself for how well you handle the lad.
Suddenly, the carriage comes to a rather abrupt halt.
“Sir Blade!” A voice shouts from outside, “There are monsters inbound!”
Techno’s face goes stone cold. “Ready yourselves. We have a long battle ahead.” he says. He turns to you, cupping your cheek. “Darlin’, I need you to stay inside the carriage, alright? I promise I won’t let them hurt you. Just stay put.”
You nod, placing your hands to your chest. “O-Okay...”
Then, with his brothers and father following behind him, Techno exited the carriage and soon, you heard the sound of battle outside the carriage. You decided it would be best if you stayed low, lest any of the beasts attacked the carriage.
But, even as if stayed low, a skeletal monster saw you, and tried to reach out and grab you. You kicked it away, pushed yourself out of the opposite door and crawling away. In your haste to escape, you failed tp notice the rather large, imposing zombified creature that had gained sight of you as you exited, and ended up trapped you by the edge of a cliff.
Your heart races. You think you should call for help, but your can’t. Your voice is completely gone now. You are shock still, wide-eyed with terror as the reanimated corpse descends upon you.
This was it. This was how you died.
Tears fill your eyes. No, no this can’t be it. It just couldn’t...! You hadn’t even seen Techno’s territory yet, let alone the rest of the kingdom. You hadn’t proved you could be a good wife, or even a good daughter.
Just as you think this, a sword plunges itself through the monster’s chest, your husband forcing it down to the ground and making quick work of it, slicing it clean down the middle. There is... a lot of blood. More than you’d ever seen before.
Technoblade pants, withdrawing his sword from the creature. “Are you alright, my love?” he asks.
You blink. You look at him, and then back the corpse of the monster at your feet. You repeat this once, twice, and then...
You... puke.
The other soldiers gag, some of them laugh, and somehow, Tommy does both.
The pink haired is quick on his feet, quickly putting away his weapon and pulling your hair out of your face, rubbing at your back.
“What the hell are you lot starin’ at?” you hear Wilbur shout. “Get this place cleaned up. We still have a ways to go until we find a town.”
They go about their business, following their orders as Wilbur takes that as cue to lead the charge while your husband cares for you.
“There you go, darlin’. Easy now...” he says gently. “I’ve got you, don’t worry.”
You pant and wretch even though your stomach is empty, and you find yourself clinging to him. The world spins like a spinning top, and you find yourself dizzy as your vision splits into two then three then many, many more.
You try to stand, with Techno’s assistance. He asks if he should just carry you to the carriage, but you tell him no. You could make it. You had to... for some reason. You walk one step by yourself. Then two, then three and then suddenly, you’re falling.
And then, everything goes black, the last thing your hear being the voices of your new family calling your name.
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diluc and kaeya meeting your baby for the first time
(repost of these asks because it wouldnt show up under tags)
ended up combining these two requests since they're basically the same thing (っ˘ω˘ς ) content under cut for those who dont vibe w babies and reader is afab and uses they/them pronouns
diluc
ever since you told diluc you were pregnant, he had been ecstatic
after everything he’d been through in his life, starting a family with you was a nice way to tie together his story
due to the limited technology of teyvat, everything about the pregnancy was a surprise and even though kaeya made comments how your belly was awfully big for just one baby, there was no way to really check
he was adamant that you were going through this together so if you woke up in the middle of the night to throw up, diluc was right by your side holding your hair back
that’s why he kicked himself down when you went into labor and gave birth without him by your side
for hours, you assured diluc it was okay and that he didn’t need to beat himself up about it
you weren’t due for another week and by the time elzer made it to mondstadt to bring diluc back to the winery, you had the babies (kaeya was right, it ended up being twins)
it was a little girl and baby boy
when diluc walked into your bedroom and saw you curled in the middle of the bed with two bundles, his heart exploded
“They’re absolutely beautiful, Master Diluc,” Adeline told Diluc before ushering the rest of the maids out of the room to leave you two to be alone.
“Good thing we picked out a name for each gender,” You laughed softly, your voice wary and tired from labor. Diluc kneeled onto the bed, still in awe that this was real, and reached out to stroke a baby’s hand. “You can hold either of them.”
Diluc nodded. He was scared to pick up such a tiny, delicate being but with your reassurance, he lifted your son out of your arms. The baby stirred and scrunched his nose. You moved out slightly so Diluc could rest next to you, his back against the headboard. Gazing back and forth between babies, he noticed both of them had tufts of red hair like his own.
Your son looked identical to your daughter and Diluc wondered how you were going to tell them apart. None the less, he swept his lips over the baby’s head and smiled when the baby curled a tight hand around his finger.
“We’re going to need another crib,” You mumbled, laying your head on Diluc’s shoulder. “And more clothes and toys and-”
“I’ll take care of it,” Diluc answered. He turned his head to press a kiss to the top of your head this time. He turned his attention back to the little baby in his arms and his eyes were filled with love. He was finally a dad of his own and he was ready to make his own father proud.
kaeya
similar to diluc, kaeya was more than excited when he found out you were pregnant
you had been married for a while now and while you weren’t trying to start a family, you were both ready for this next chapter in your lives
he was very protective of you during your pregnancy and made sure someone was always with you when you were out and about in mondstadt
in fact, he asked bennett, fischl and razor to follow you around so often your parental-hormones kicked in and you found yourself doting about the three teenagers while waiting for your baby to be born
kaeya had to explain to you that they had parents of their own and you couldn’t just adopt them
you were with them when your water broke at the good hunter and fortunately, kaeya was nearby in the knights headquarters and bennett was able to grab him in time
you cursed him out (a lot) during labor, vowing to never let him knock you up again, before you eventually gave birth to a little girl
When your midwife finally left your house, Kaeya was practically on top of you. You were wrapped up in blankets, holding your sleeping daughter, with Kaeya glued to your side. His legs were already tangled with yours and he was staring adoringly at the baby, pressing kiss after kiss after kiss onto her head.
You ended up falling asleep to Kaeya’s rambling about what he wanted to do with her when she got older and woke up a while later to the baby in your arms crying. Almost immediately, she was taken from you and through your groggy eyesight, you saw Kaeya pace your bedroom.
Your daughter was pressed to his chest and Kaeya was swaying back and forth, whispering something you couldn’t hear. You let out a breath of contentless and curled back into your sheets.
“Don’t fall asleep yet,” Kaeya’s sweet voice drifted into your ears. You popped open and eye to see him kneeling in front of you again with your fussy baby. “I think she’s hungry.”
“Give her here,” You said. You were exhausted but the thought of making sure your baby was well-fed and happy made it worth it. You took your daughter from Kaeya and began feeding her. Kaeya stared at your chest for a moment before smirking. Before he could say anything you interjected, “Don’t even say it, Alberich.”
Kaeya chuckled and resumed his spot at your side again, “You know me too well.”
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ok. samwell college of music au. i wrote all four years let's go babey
eric bittle is this lovely southern tenor (sounds kinda like mitch grassi or ben j pierce) who posts covers (& sometimes originals, but always with neutral or no pronouns because he can't post anything that says he or him ☹) on his youtube channel and has major stage fright but is very talented; he also plays ukulele
he got into samwell college of music on a voice scholarship and his dad doesn’t exactly approve but eric was never the 6′2″ masculine football player he wanted anyway so why not go for his dreams
he auditions for the very competitive samwell men’s contemporary chorus (there’s like 20 choirs; chamber choir, jazz choir, a cappella groups (lax bros do a cappella), combined choirs, etc- smcc does contemporary pop/rock music) and while he’s very very nervous and shaky as he auditions, directors hall & murray see a lot of potential in him (with major grumbling from student director jack)
(the rest of this ridiculously long au under the cut)
the group is small, for a chorus, because the point of the group is not a wall of sound but a focus on all of the very talented guys’ voices coming together in these gorgeous harmonies and basically they’re like one of the best choruses on campus and all the male singers want in
so there’s jack zimmermann, who of course eric knows because everyone knows who he is, he’s the son of bob and alicia zimmermann, both incredibly talented and famous musicians, and basically those genes were in his favor because he’s mega fucking talented
(jack was supposed to sign a recording contract to be in a band with his best friend kent parson when he was 17 but something happened between them and the pressure was too much and jack overdosed on something- there’s so many rumors no one knows what’s real- and kent signed solo in LA & went on to win grammys for his albums about a mysterious ex and jack disappeared for a few years to be a counselor at a music camp and reappears at samwell, knocking everyone’s socks off again like he’d never left, except with a renewed vigor and intenseness that freaks everyone out)
jack is a contemporary writing & production major, freaky talented and sings like a modern day frank sinatra, and he plays like 20 instruments and can read music like breathing air and writes songs like if he stopped he’d die; his music is folksy and mournful and he plays all the instruments on his tracks himself- guitar, piano, strings, drums- it sounds like a full band but nope. just jack. he’s intense
“we all get nicknames in this choir,” justin informs eric on his first day, “we’re those kinda guys.” so he’s bitty, which he finds vaguely offensive (bc he’s not that short!) but still cute, & the rest of the group is introduced to him:
“shitty” knight (voice like colyer) is a musical education major and an enigma of a singer with this awesome, earthy, raspy voice that’s really interesting to listen to and a very.... unique style & look; he writes cheesy but shockingly good raps about social justice topics and he will sing-lecture you if you’ve said something offensive (he also plays banjo)
justin “ransom” oluransi is a music business & management major with an angelic voice you can’t help but listen to; he’s sultry and has an incredible range and does runs like nobody’s business (with a voice like daniel caesar or leslie odom jr UGH)
adam “holster” birkholtz is a voice performance major, wants to be on broadway and it’s all he ever goddamn talks about basically, he’s a belter and has a lot of charisma and starpower and he’ll charm the pants off of you within one note; can also play piano and irritates everyone constantly because his regular volume is like a level 11 (voice like the frontman of my brothers and i combined w/ x ambassadors lead singer)
larissa “lardo” duan is at the local art institute because performing arts is not her jam and she’d much rather paint; she’s a barista at annie’s and supervises open mic nights and keeps the annoying choir dudes from driving away all her patrons
“i’m not even in your dumbass choir,” she says when the group gave her her nickname. holster just told her that she was an honorary member and then started sing-shouting a song at her about how good she is
bitty’s first year is hard because he’s talented and he works hard but he shies away when anyone asks him to sing outside the group and like, he can sing to a camera by himself but being on a stage with everyone looking at you and the sole responsibility of the song on your shoulders is terrifying and no thanks
jack does not. understand this. he’s been performing practically since he came out of the womb and he doesn’t really get performance nerves (what he gets is anxiety about how he did after he gets off stage that follows him home and makes it so he can’t sleep) - so he bothers bitty about it constantly like “you just need practice, you just have to sing by yourself a lot and then you’ll get over it” which like.... that’s true but it’s also hella scary and bitty’s like “no thanks!!!!”
but jack’s annoying and intense so he makes bitty do open mic with him every saturday night and it’s going okay and bitty loves his choir and loves his school and these new friends he’s making and he finally feels comfortable enough to come out to them during his second term
then during their spring choral showcase at the end of his freshman year bitty has a solo and he’s worked really hard on it and he’s feeling good- okay he’s completely freaked out but he’s trying to feel good- but when he gets up on stage there’s so many people and the stage lights are so hot on his face and he flips out a little and maybe he passes out from anxiety and stress right on stage and it’s terrible and he’s so embarrassed and ashamed that he ruined their set at the showcase
of course jack blames himself because “we shouldn’t have given you a solo before you were ready, i misjudged it, i’m sorry” - and they all feel kinda bad bc holy fuck they didn’t know his stage fright was that bad like they didn’t know someone could pass out just by being anxious to sing
he practices all the time over the summer and goes to his local open mic at jack’s insistence and it actually helps a lot because instead of a sea of strangers judging him it’s a bunch of people he knows and they’re all smiling at him and when he finishes his song they cheer for him and it boosts his self-confidence a lot
his sophomore year they have three new members- chris ”chowder” chow (voice like ieuan), an excitable music education major with impressive rapping skills, derek "nursey" nurse (frank ocean or leon bridges type), a songwriting major who can also play violin and guitar, and will ”dex” poindexter (like tom west), a production & engineering major who tried out with chowder bc he needed moral support and didn't expect to get in but impressed the directors with his voice
the year’s going pretty good, bitty’s still pretty scared of singing alone but more confident now and the open mic nights with jack haven’t stopped, so he’s getting better. and one night they’re hanging out at annie’s after closing waiting for lardo to be done so they can walk her home, and bitty suggests that jack sing with him one of these nights, and jack says he doesn’t know any of bitty’s songs and bitty says they can write one together half jokingly but then jack is like “yes.” with that Intense Look
SO they get together a couple days later in jack’s room at the house they all live in together (bitty moved in at the beginning of the year after previous smcc member john johnson called him- how’d he get his number?- and told him he could take his room if he wanted), jack with his guitar and bitty with his ukulele, and it’s a little awkward until bitty says jack should play him one of his songs
and, okay, he doesn’t really know what to expect because the only music jack ever released to the public was that one single he did with kent parson when they were 17 so bitty doesn’t even know if he has anything to play him, but he does- he starts playing these soft, sad notes on the guitar and opens his mouth and sings about being lonely and scared and unsure, about false starts and shaky ground and not knowing where you stand with someone, about expectations and lying awake at night and wishing so hard you were someone else, and bitty watches him sing and just kind of... realizes he’s head over heels for this boy and internally Freaks Out a little
he tries to put that aside and they start to write this song, at first it’s weird because jack’s like “all your songs are love songs i can’t really relate to happy love songs” and bitty’s like “listen... i’ve never even had a boyfriend i just write a bunch of sappy love stuff because it’s not about me it’s about whoever’s listening to it, they’re gonna project their own experiences on my music anyway so it doesn’t matter if it’s my real life or not” and jack’s like “alright while fake af that’s smart and i respect you” (what bitty doesn't say is that he writes about what he really wants which is to fall in love & be in a happy relationship)
they say they’re just gonna write this kinda vague sad song but they both secretly write lines about their actual lives so it ends up being really personal and real and raw for the both of them
they sing the song at open mic that saturday and the crowd at annie’s is never that big but they’ve never got a standing ovation here before, and some girl shouts “MAKE AN ALBUM” (it may or may not be lardo) and they both blush furiously and bitty’s like “... that was really nice, jack” and jack’s like “... yeah it was good good job you’re really getting some confidence out there nice work” (bitty: “THAT’S NOT WHAT I MEANT AAAAH”)
around this time jack’s really thinking about what he’s gonna do when he’s done at samwell, talking with his parents and his agent and looking into different record companies and deciding if he wants to sign with anyone or possibly start his own company- the head of a small company called falcon records in rhode island has been talking to him a lot, and jack talks to bitty about how he thinks it’d be nice to start small, and the record exec georgia and the producer marty had both been really nice and welcoming, and bitty’s so happy for him but also just... sad that he won’t be around jack every day after he graduates
THEN at a haus party celebrating their win of a local choral competition, who shows up but none other than pop star kent parson to Ruin The Fun
bitty sees the way jack pales when kent walks in, notices them disappear upstairs together and feels a little sick worrying about jack but chalks it up to the highly alcoholic concoction shitty and lardo had cooked up but nonetheless decides he’s sick of the party and goes up to his room and hears.... a little too much
and YIKES he’s standing right there and kent parson, pop star, two-time grammy winner, is looking a little rumpled and staring right at him and he puts his hat on and clears his throat and snaps at jack- “hey. well. call me if you reconsider. but good luck with rhode island. ...i’m sure that’ll make your parents proud.” and jack’s shaking, and bitty doesn’t know what to do but jack goes back into his room and bitty’s just kind of standing there like What The Fuck
so.... he kind of stews over winter break but tries not to think about it too much and he and jack text a bit and jack tells him to practice and bitty’s like “oh, you” and jack’s like “im serious” and bitty’s like “>:( it’s christmas”
spring semester starts and they're doing well in competitions and they go to semifinals and then finals for a prestigious collegiate choir competition and the pressure is mounting but they all are so optimistic and really feel like they're on the same page and bitty’s confidence is better than ever and then.... they don't win
jack especially takes it very hard, but then he also has signing to worry about, which everyone helps him with and he decides to sign with falcon records and start work on an album after graduation
speaking of graduation, shitty and jack graduate and it's hard for them but harder for bitty who feels like he's losing jack in a way, he knows how intense jack gets when he's making music and it doesn't feel like he'll have any time for bitty anymore so when they say goodbye bitty goes back to the haus and listens to his and jack's song and just cries
but, like in canon, dadbob has words of wisdom to impart and jack has an "oh" moment and races across campus to kiss bitty
they get together and the next few months are spent with jack working nonstop on his album (which tbh, he'd had many of the songs written already so it's mostly recording and producing) and texting bitty constantly and coming to visit him and playing him demos of all the songs
jack also asks bitty if they can record the song they wrote together & have it as a bonus track on his album & bitty says of course, so when jack visits they set up an impromptu studio and record vocals in the guest bedroom and this deeply personal song they wrote before they were ever together means so much more to them now
and bitty is so happy but so scared and sad too because jack is playing him these songs telling him "they're all for you bits, & a lot of them are about you" and he just doesn't know how he's going to keep all this love inside even though it feels like jack's career is at stake
he tries to shove it down and stay strong though, especially since he's now an upperclassman and they're taking on new members- connor "whiskey" whisk (voice like finneas or the male singer in valley), a music business/ management major who seems to hate bitty's guts and tony "tango" tangredi (like chaz cardigan), a jazz composition major who astounds everybody with his endless questions but also his ridiculously impressive composition skills & naturally perfect pitch (he can also play saxophone??)
i want ford in this au so fuck it she is a composition major with dreams to write scores for musicals and she stars training as a barista at annie's (aka training to corral the smcc)
the pressure of it all proves to be a lot and bitty and jack have their hi, honey moment where bitty's like i can't be this deep in the closet!!! and so they tell the smcc and also jack's label that they're together and that eases things a bit
jack's album comes out to much critical acclaim and shouting in the groupchat ("#1 ON ITUNES BRAHHHHH!!!!!!!!") and several months later, when smcc has already been eliminated from choral competition in an earlier round, jack is nominated for SEVERAL grammys including best album, song of the year, and best new artist
when the time comes he takes his parents and bitty on the red carpet which, everyone keeps being like "who are you here with jack?" and he's like "my family and my good friend :)" and yes it is awkward
jack wins... all three awards. it's the comeback everyone is stoked to see and when his third win is announced, he and bitty are so elated that they kiss before he goes to accept the award
his speech is basically just "um... wow. thank you. i just kissed my boyfriend on live tv. this is amazing and i'm so humbled. i'd like to thank my boyfriend and georgia and marty and my parents and my friends and my boyfriend"
obviously the press has a FIELD DAY with this but bitty & jack are honestly vibing and so happy that it doesn't matter untiiiillll bitty's mom calls and he has to tell her "mama i'm gay and i'm going on tour with jack this summer okloveyoubye"
the last few months of bitty's junior year pass quickly and he's voted student director which is a huge honor considering how much he struggled with stage fright and confidence & how he'll now be stepping into ransom & holster's shoes
r&h and lardo all graduate (the smcc basically crashes the art school graduation and all scream when lardo gets her diploma lmao), which is a bittersweet occasion and they all do a bit of tearing up
that summer bitty goes on tour across the u.s. & canada with jack and his touring band (snowy is a bassist, tater is a drummer and poots does backing guitar, he also brings nursey to play violin on a few songs) as well as georgia who's there to manage logistics
and tour is so fun & chaotic with many bi and rainbow flags in the audience that end up thrown on stage and draped around jack's neck and they spend so many nights in the bus drinking and laughing and fooling around on the guitars and bitty's uke and exploring new cities bitty has never been to before and it's the freest bitty has felt in a long time
summer ends though, and jack leaves for the uk/europe leg of the tour, and with the new school year brings a few new members- river "bully" bullard (voice like gregory alan isakov), a music therapy major who draws his own cover art for his songs, lukas "louis" landmann (like jr jr), an electronic production and design major with a penchant for EDM, and johnathan "hops" hopper (like keiynan lonsdale), a film scoring major who wants to write music for movies and video games
bitty meets and befriends some of the other student directors- shruti, sd of the women’s contemporary chorus; sharon, sd of the chamber choir; and edgar, sd of jazz ensemble (even chad l., sd of the all-male a cappella group)
senior year passes similarly to the comic; coach visits and sees one of bitty’s competitions, jack comes to madison for christmas, smcc does well in competition and goes to regionals etc
however… bitty keeps putting off and putting off gathering the songs for his senior recital
he has a hard time doing that because he’s so focused on the group and making sure they’re performing well and as they advance in competition, everything else starts to fall away
eventually the rest of the smcc has to lock away his uke and change his youtube password and FORCE him to choose songs for it and start preparing because he cannot graduate without doing this recital and doing well on it
he chooses (of course) a beyonce song, a few of his own songs, an ellie goulding song, and an adele song
with all that his breath hitches and his hands shake before he goes on stage, he does really well and his voice instructor prof atley tears up a little in the audience as does his mom
meanwhile smcc goes to semifinals, then finals, of the national collegiate choral competition they participate in
and i imagine bitty faces somewhat less homophobia in this au because i mean, he’s in the performing arts, but i think it’s still there and he also faces a good amount of classism from richer students and performers who think they’re better because they had the resources and money to be performing professionally from a very young age, and he has been practicing via filming himself on a shitty camcorder and posting it to youtube
but they still get there! and the national finals are fucking HUGE and a big deal and a little overwhelming
bitty’s stage fright is Present because this is the biggest stage and the biggest stakes he's ever had and he has a big solo in one of their songs so if he fucks up, he fucks up a national championship for his whole group and school
luckily though, when he steps on the stage with his best friends and sees his boyfriend and family and smcc alums in the audience and they perform their first song, a high-energy pop medley that always gets the crowd going, everything seems to melt away and it's just him living in this moment and singing his heart out
when it gets to the next song and his solo, he forgets to be nervous and belts it out, getting screams of approval from the audience when he finishes
(dex and nursey do have a duet together that they had to practice for many long nights in the practice rooms alone but that's neither here nor there)
their time on stage seems to last both hours and no time at all and then they're done, the crowd gives them a standing ovation and it's at least 30% r&h & shitty's hooting and hollering and jack's enthusiastic clapping that makes bitty & the others beam with pride
then it's just waiting, giddy and nervous beyond belief in their green room, for the judging to be over
after what feels like forever they're back on stage, arms linked together waiting and hoping for their name to be called and it is, they win and it feels like years have built up to this moment, and bitty tears up because years ago when he was fainting from anxiety at having to perform in front of people he never could've imagined that he'd do this, that he'd be the student director that led them to a championship
they get the trophy and a ridiculous amount of flowers from their loved ones and they all are just in giddy disbelief that this is happening, they're national champs!!! they are the best choir boys in the nation!!
they come home and the rest of the school year passes by so quickly that it's very suddenly graduation and bitty can't believe his college career at samwell is over 😢
(he and ollie and wicky take pictures together, o&w talk about how excited they are to devote full time attention to their band & wedding planning and bitty's just like wait you're gay??)
bitty got plenty of offers from record companies but he likes his freedom of creativity and he has a built in fanbase from doing youtube all these years so he decides to make an album independently (jack helps him produce & master it 🥰)
when bitty's album comes out about a year later, full of bops about being gay and in love and having struggled but come out the other side more confident than ever, it doesn't get any grammy nominations- and he didn't expect or need that.
what it does do is it resonates. it makes the rounds in youtube and queer internet circles; people his age reach out to him saying this is the music they wish they had as a kid and kids reach out to him saying he's a role model and they're so glad to have his music to listen to. his album is written about as an underrated gem that shines with queer brilliance and is sure to start a party when it comes on.
his parents may not fully understand the road he's chosen for himself but they're still so proud and promote the album as hard as any of his loyal fans (especially the one country-inspired song on the album that he wrote and dedicated to them).
and jack, jack who saw this album from its infancy to its release date, who took the film photo that ended up being the album cover, who worked with bitty to make sure his vision was realized exactly how he wanted it to be, is proud beyond words.
jack starts using his semi-abandoned twitter again to tweet "stream [album name]" every day and bitty retweets them sometimes, with just a "this boy. ❤"
and they're happy. they're good. they have come so far and they are reaping the rewards of all the hard work they put in to make the music that they truly love.
the end :)
#check please#omgcp#samwell college of music au#mine#my writing#eric bittle#jack zimmermann#omgcp fic#check please fic#zimbits#uhh idk what else to tag#this fucking thing is like 4.1k words i'm-#i hope you enjoy it (and reblog it!) bc i've been working on this for literal years#i know i'll never actually write it as a longform fic so here's a bullet pt fic instead#pls let me know your thoughts i have so many things to say about this au
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inquisitor - Ezra Bridger
Requested: yes, by the beautiful @raganbridger! Sorry for the wait, it's finally here!
Warnings: angst, dark side!reader, confusion, mentions of bad injuries/blood, betrayal
A/N: You asked for le angst, so here it is! I've had this idea for a long while and this request was the motivation I needed to start. LOTS of alternative endings were written, this was mostly the reason it took so long.
Pronouns of reader: she/her
*ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE! I make mistakes just like everybody else 😉*
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-"oh, good, you're awake"
You sit and inhale sharply, focusing back on the real world, startled at the strange voice.
Well, not so strange per se. You knew who was talking to you. What was strange was why he was talking to you.
Before you can adjust your vision to the unfamiliar environment, the memories from hours earlier instantly come flooding back.
Malachor. The place where jedi go to die.
An easy kill for you and your inquisitor colleagues.
That's what they had said on the ship, at least. You, on the other hand, knew better than to underestimate how slippery those jedi could be - especially if they fought side by side, like they always did.
You remember cornering the younger one during the fight. His skill was minimal compared to yours, which would give you an advantage against his master if he were to die first.
The boy and his friends go after the sith holocron. There had been a blinding light when it was placed at the altar.
And also, the jedi knight who was blinded by your former master, Maul.
Maul.
Not only had the cursed man left you for dead years before, he had come back from hiding to haunt you and join forces with your other enemies.
But you were an inquisitor. You wouldn't - you couldn't let him get the best of you, not this time.
You feel a light hand pressing your forehead and recoil in fear, reaching for your lightsaber, only to feel it was not there.
-"whoah, woah, calm down. I'm not going to hurt you" - it was the padawan you'd been fighting before - Ezra Bridger. He had placed you and his master inside a cave in a planet you were not familiar with when you'd escaped Malachor.
You'd escapd Malachor? But how?
You couldn't have, unless he'd carried you back to his ship.
-"hey, hey, it's alright."
-"what do you want, jedi?" - you wince in pain again.
-"a thank you would be nice, actually. I did just save your life"
-"a foolish mistake. One you will pay for with yours"
You reach out for your lightsaber, but can't feel it anywhere close. Scouring with the force for its presence, you quickly realize he must have hidden it outside the place.
-"Nope, absolutely not" - just as quickly, he slaps your outstreched hand - "I may be an idiot, but i'm not stupid. Your lightsaber's not here, it's caused enough damage already."
You rub the hand he pushed away, more shocked at his actions than anything. How DARE he?
-"Then what do you want from me, if not revenge? Why treat my wounds if not to finish the battle we started?"
-"Listen, I'm not sure if it's the adrnaline or something, but you're in no condition to fight anyone any time soon"
-"You underestimete me, Jedi. Even in these conditions you would be no match for me."
-"Like I wasn't a match for you at the sith temple?"
At the mention of the event, images of the fight start to come back.
Back at the sanctuary, you drew him away from the fight, knowing his strengh lied with his allies. Only, you hadn't imagined your former master to join his side - not until you'd seen the holocron in Ezra's hands, at least. You'd warned him: "he will use it and throw you away. Like he did to me". Needless to say, he didn't listen.
Your vision starts to lose focus at the intensity of your anger and you groan in pain, not able to sit anymore. Driven by instinct, the padawan holds your side so you won't fall completely, pressing your abdomen and making you hiss in pain.
-"ah, looks like I was right. You're conscious, but not healed" - you feel yourself be adjusted back on the ground, too weak to fight him.
-"where are we? Why did you save my life?"
He hesitates, eyes studying you, like you might attack him any second and he still knew it.
-"not so sure" - he finally answers - "maybe because now you owe me one?"
-"Did you hit your head or something?" You scoff - "Make no mistake, I WILL kill you when the opportunity rises!"
-"And that is why your lightsaber privileges have been revoked for now."
You lock eyes, studying him like he had you. It made no sense- you'd followed his group to the sith temple, tried to kill him several times, called for the man who had murdered his strongest ally, Ahsoak Tano. Why was he helping you?
With a shiver, you realize he's still holding your side, not as firmly as before but still providing support for your back. Inhaling sharply, you graze his hand and he lets go instantly, realizing how close the two of you had gotten.
Standing up just as quickly, he brushes a strand of unruly hair our of his forehead, while you you clean your throat, diverting your attention to the exit of the cave. The rain pours on the large trees outside, but you can't make out much except for the fact that you're in a forest planet (maybe a moon?) and his ship is in less than ideal conditions to get out of it.
-"here" - Ezra kneels down with two bacta patches and a piece of fabric from a medical kit -"i felt your back was pretty sore, but didn't want to take off your shirt while you were out. Your cuts need cleaning."
You hesitantly take the items, using the rocks behind you as support to lean your body on. He stands up, hands on hips, and chuckles when you sniff the gel, suspicious.
With the small bit of privacy he gives you by turning around to check on his master, you fumble with your shirt, deciding to take it off in order to see better.
-"Need some help over there?" - he asks, hearing you grunt in frustration at not being able to reach some spots
-"Not from you, thank you very much"
-"Oh, so she CAN say thank you! That's a welcome change"
You throw the rag at his direction, irritated out of your mind. Who does he think he is??
He must sense the harmless ball of soaked fabric coming his way, turning around to catch it mid-air. Now that he's turned, you see a glimpse of amusement in his eyes at your rage, giving you the answer you needed as to why he went through the trouble of saving you; it was merely to see you suffer and laugh at your expense, apparently.
His expression quickly changed when he saw your bruised torso, however.
- "who did this to you?" - he whispers, and you look down at you look down at your sore ~ well, everything~, covered only by a wrap in the bust area.
-"As you said, jedi. I may be better than you, but you still gave me a decent challenge"
"No. I didn't even hit you there." - his serious reaction to your injuries had caught you off guard, you had to admit. - "those are old and deep, you shouldn't even be able to walk!"
-"I'm not, remember?" - you motion at your debilitated situation, unable to even sit down or cross your legs properly -"But i will be, soon. And then it's over for you"
-"you know what? I think if you wanted to, you would have killed me by now." - he shoots back and you're impressed at his audacity once again.
But he had a point. Why hadn't you attacked him yet?
Sure, you had no lightsaber or phisical conditions to stand, but your force abilities were still as strong as ever. You were vulnerable, but so was he, and you weren't kidding when you said you could deal with him even at your worse.
-"you know what? " - you cross your arms. He was playing with fire now - "maybe I might"
-"and why haven't you?"
-"because I wouldn't enjoy it as much." - you snap back venomously - "I want to see you suffer before I bring you to Lord Vader"
His expression darkens at the mention of Ahsoka's murderer. His whole body stiffens as he balls his wrists and clearly struggles to control his anger at the recent loss. For a moment, you fear you've gone too far, but reprimand yourself for worrying about his feelings over yours. You're not supposed to be anything more than indifferent to the weak and ruthless to those who dare oppose you.
-"Yeah, no matter what you do, you're still imperial scum"
You're not prepared for those words to affect you so much. You're supposed to have a response, but nothing coherent seems to come out of your mouth, so you settle for an an uncomfortable silence.
It doesn't last for long, however, as his comlink goes off. It's his droid, asking - no, demanding - that he go help him with repairs on the ship. He hesitates, looking at you and contemplating how bad it would be to leave you unnatended in the company of his defenseless master.
-"Dont worry."- You reassure him. -"I won't make his situation worse. Maul is the worse you can get, and I refuse to step that low"
You can see he doesnt like it, but leaves for a few moments before returning with what must be the droid that talked to him before. It was a C1 series unit with an orange top and a bratty atitude, you could tell that much by just seeing him interact with the jedi.
-"Chopper will stay here, just in case"
-"I understand. It's fine."
-"I wasn't asking if you were fine with it. Behave" - you can't be sure if his command is directed at you or the droid, but you weren't about to ask.
The coldness he now had to his voice was understandable - you had worked to get him to that emotional state - ,but you felt hurt at the change. The droid didn't do much to help you think clearly about what just happened, and by the look of it, your frustration would only grow bigger in the many hours it would still take to repair the ship to a normal flying condition.
'He thinks i'm imperial scum, huh?' - you think as you scour a pile of your belongings with the force, not too far away inside the cave.
Bad news, your lightsaber really wasn't there.
Good news, your wrist comm was.
'i'll show him imperial scum'
With a plan forming in mind, all you had to do now was be patient and wait for the right time. There's no exchange of words between the two of you when he gets back, which makes time fly by before he's betrayed by exaution and finally gives in to sleep. You take care of the droid easily after that.
Activating the tracking beacon, you start to leave the cave, but not before noticing the boy's lightsaber beside him. It was a bold move, he could easily wake up if you took it, but you knew that if he woke up to see you gone you'd need it to compensate for your injuries.
You were still on opposing sides, after all.
You knew there had to be an imperial ship near the planet, and they would pick up your signal in an instant when you called. Wallking to a less dense area of the forest, away from the crash site, you're proven right when, in a matter of minutes, a shuttle tripulated by four troopers and a senior lieutenant meet you on the ground.
-"and what of the jedi?" - the higher ranking woman asks when you finish your brief description of the events that led you there.
Well, not all events. You'd left out the part where Bridger had helped you recover.
You could just tell them to take the two jedi for excecution. You were supposed to do it, in fact.
-"it's just me. And the younger one's lightsaber" - you finally answer, not exactly knowing why you'd deliberately just saved them.
She nods curtly and escorts you back to the ship without a second glance. It was a good story so far, but you would have to work on it if your superiors were to believe it.
-"Wait- " - you start, second-guessing your motives for not giving away their location. One of the troopers turns to you expectantly.
-"yes, sir?"
You hesitate for a moment, ready to do what you'd beeen taught to do your whle life. Kill the jedi.
Kill the jedi.
A tingling crept up your sides, where the padawan had touched earlier to give you support. You try to betray the gut feeling pressing you to do your duty as an inquisitor, but it's stronger than you. Something is forcing your better judgement to be leaving your natural enemies alive.
-"nothing." - the tingle goes away as soon as it had come, leaving an unusual feeling of relief. - "Thought i'd sensed something. Let's leave"
'Perhaps it's for the best'. - you think as the shuttle's door closes. After all, you did owe him one for saving your life - whatever his reason was for doing so.
That was what you told yourself as you boarded the ship, at least. Now, the next time you saw him, there would be nothing to stop you from finishing him and his friends for good.
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Hope you like it? I gave him a 'hands on hips' moment in honour of your videos for a more personalized touch hahahaha
#ezra bridger fic#ezra bridger#ezra bridger imagine#ezra bridger x reader#ezra bridger x you#ezra bridger x y/n#inquisitor!reader
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