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queerfables · 7 months

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Alright GO fans, let's talk Sodom and Gomorrah. This biblical story comes up a few times in Good Omens canon, a kind of offhand mention each time, and the most interesting part to me is the implication that Aziraphale was there.

If you only know the cliff-notes version, you've probably heard it as the story of God condemning homosexuality to the point of wiping out several cities over it. Maybe you've heard this too, but - that's not exactly what happened. Look, I'm an atheist, I have no dog in this race. If I thought it was about smiting people for homosexuality, I'd be happy to call God a wanker and move on. But I've read the story of Sodom and Gomorrah (You can too! It's very short!) and I've read other parts of the Bible that reference it, and I think a much more straightforward interpretation is that it's about offering hospitality and protection to strangers. It's also about the consequences of wanton cruelty, and God laying waste to those deemed beyond salvation.

In Good Omens, the book, Aziraphale and Crowley discuss Sodom and Gomorrah this way:

"Come off it. Your lot get ineffable mercy," said Crowley sourly.

"Yes? Did you ever visit Gomorrah?"

"Sure," said the demon. "There was this great little tavern where you could get these terrific fermented date-palm cocktails with nutmeg and crushed lemongrass-"

"I meant afterwards."

"Oh."

According to the book, then, Aziraphale at least saw the city after it was destroyed. Maybe Crowley saw the aftermath too or maybe he just heard about it. They both understand it as horrific.

The show is more direct, and suggests that Aziraphale was there during the actual destruction. Gabriel asks if Aziraphale remembers Sandalphon. Aziraphale does.

"Sodom and Gomorrah. You were doing a lot of smiting and turning people into salt. Hard to forget."

Aziraphale regards Sandalphon warily during the conversation. I believe we're supposed to interpret this scene based on the popular understanding of Sodom and Gomorrah as cities that God wiped out because of the inhabitants' sins. The obvious implication, then, is that Sandalphon is the heavy, the one called in to deal with disobedience. He's trigger-happy, relishes violence, and Aziraphale has seen what he's capable of. From the careful way Aziraphale discusses their prior acquaintance, I think he feels the destruction of Sodom and Gomorrah was a tragedy and believes Heaven's actions were disproportionate and unjust.

I'm confident this is how we're supposed to read the scene. In the context of the story, we're supposed to understand that Aziraphale doesn't approve of the smiting, and that he feels threatened by Gabriel and Sandalphon coming into his bookshop and pressing him about Armageddon. But I'm fascinated by what it would mean if Aziraphale and Sandalphon's history really tracks onto the story of Sodom and Gomorrah. Because if Good Omens' version of Sodom and Gomorrah is at all biblically accurate, and if Aziraphale was there... it's kind of mind-blowing, actually, that he still feels so much compassion for the people who died and still thinks Sandalphon was wrong.

I'm going to explain why, but fair warning, it gets ugly. I promise nobody is actually raped, and I think that promise in itself says plenty.

According to the Bible, Sodom and its surrounding cities are accused of being overrun with sin. God sends two angels to Sodom to verify this, intending to destroy everything if they find it to be true. In the world of Good Omens, I think one of these angels must be Aziraphale. The other one is likely Sandalphon, but in the Bible it's God rather than either of the angels who rains down burning sulfur on the cities so it's possible it's someone else, and Sandalphon is only on smiting duty. Without anything else to go on, though, let's assume it's Sandalphon.

So our two angels arrive at Sodom in the evening, and at the gate to the city, they meet Lot. Lot is an immigrant who has made his home in Sodom, and I think the implication is that this is why he's not completely steeped in sin like everyone else. In any case, he immediately offers to put the angels up for the night, and although they'd planned to stay in the square, Lot is really insistent. He is a good host! Also, he knows the city is dangerous. So the angels go to his house and he makes dinner for them, and then before they can go to bed, a mob shows up at the door.

See, the men of Sodom have heard about the strangers staying with Lot. They surround his house and demand he hand them over. The New King James Version puts it this way: And they called to Lot and said to him, "Where are the men who came to you tonight? Bring them out to us that we may know them carnally." Several other translations say that the men wanted to "have sex with them". But I mean. It's a fucking mob. They've surrounded the house. We all get what this is, right?

So Lot goes out to meet the men, and he says "Don't do this terrible thing." Off to a good start! Then he says, "Tell you what, I have two virgin daughters. Do what you like to them and we'll say no more about it." Oh boy. Dad of the year award, right there. But still, he insists, "The angels are under my roof and my protection."

The men outside Lot's house are pissed. They say, "You're an outsider, who are you to judge us?" They threaten to do worse to him than to the angels. They swarm him and almost break the door down, but the angels pull him back inside.

The angels then strike the mob with blindness to stop them getting into the house. They say to Lot, "Look, you gotta take your family and get out of here. God sent us to see how bad things were and, uh, long story short, we're burning it all to the ground. You get it, right?"

Maybe you know the rest. Lot's son-in-laws don't believe him and won't leave the city. Lot's wife looks back and turns into a pillar of salt. Lot and his daughters take shelter in a small town called Zoar, and from there flee to the mountains. Everything else is destroyed.

It is a tragedy. The plains are leveled down to ash, until there's nothing left that can even grow. Was there really no one innocent in those cities? No children or animals? (You can't kill kids). Still, I think about that awful night under Lot's roof and I don't think I could blame anyone for giving up on all of it.

So what if that's the story? There were two angels in Sodom before it fell. What if it really was Aziraphale and Sandalphon, trapped through the night in a stranger's house, surrounded by men who want to rape them. Whatever their power as angels, that has to be terrifying.

If it was Sandalphon there with Aziraphale that night in Sodom, I have to wonder what he was like. There isn't any kinship or understanding from Aziraphale. Despite knowing the circumstances better than anyone, he still sees Sandalphon as a threat. Given that, I think Sandalphon must have taken a truly disturbing kind of joy in raining down vengeful fire and brimstone, beyond what you might expect from someone who was afraid or angry. Maybe he was never afraid; maybe instead he revelled in the violence building through the night as the reason he needed to tear everything down. Maybe he was afraid in the terrible way that exposes the depths someone will sink to to protect themselves (maybe offering his daughters was never Lot's idea). Or maybe Aziraphale just tried to reach out to him afterwards, to offer understanding and ask for some in return, and Sandalphon shot him down so coldly and viciously that Aziraphale knew immediately this wasn't something he was allowed to have feelings about. Whatever happened that night, it left Aziraphale feeling more of an outsider from Heaven than ever.

But if it happened that way, it happened this way too: Aziraphale survives a night like that, and when he looks out into the breaking dawn, he thinks, these cities don't deserve to burn. He sees the good in a place that's just shown him its absolute worst. I think that says everything about him as a character, actually. Of course he won't give up on Heaven. Of course he'll fight tooth and nail for his home on Earth. Whatever the worst is, there are still things worth saving. There are still, always, people worth protecting.

On that note, before I wrap this up, I want to go back to Lot's words to the men of Sodom, and draw a parallel that makes me feel some kind of way. Because when Lot declares the angels under his protection, what he says is essentially, "Do not do anything to these men, for they have come under the shadow of my roof for protection." And all I can think about, reading these lines, is Aziraphale standing in his bookshop as it's surrounded by hostile demons, and telling the angel under the shadow of his roof, "You came to me. I said I would protect you. And I will."

#good omens #good omens meta #fable talks good omens

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weebsinstash · 3 months

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Hello! I don’t know if you do this but I was wondering what your thoughts were for a Yandere Lucifer Morningstar from Hazbin Hotel? I’m having trouble writing a good representation of him and would like some advice.

Honestly I'm gonna humble myself and say that it took reading someone else's post to make me like, REALLY notice the nuances of Lucifer's character

This post right here literally made me rewatch his scenes and go "oh wow he IS like DANGEROUSLY DEPRESSED"

He doesn't remember Charlie told him where she is, or what she's doing, and he can barely follow a conversation despite clearly trying to pay attention. He also just seems kind of scattered, and um, HE LITERALLY MAKES A JOKE ABOUT DYING FROM FALLING OFF THE HOTEL BALCONY like dude is making jokes about death in front of his fucking daughter, like my dudes, I think this guy is BARELY holding himself together

He clearly loves loves LOVES Charlie but he doesn't really know how to properly articulate himself and I have a feeling there's a lot he's concealing from her, and another big question is, is his depression from being cast out of Heaven, or from something to do with his missing wife, or a combination of both? Either way this man is clearly dealing with like, really bad issues. And Charlie also mentioned he wasn't around a whole lot when she was younger, so... did he have depression back then too?

So, that all said, I feel like a yandere Lucifer would almost be, potentially invigorated by his darling? Given a new lease on life? He may not be 100% his old self again but, you get him to like, 65, maybe 70% on a good day. You give him another reason to get out of bed in the morning, or afternoon, or evening or, whenever he can drag his depressed ass out of bed

Given what we currently know, I feel like a romantic yandere Lucifer would pretend to only be platonic and do his best to poorly conceal his feelings because of his whole... "can't ask his missing wife if it's ok for you to be their third" ordeal, the man still wears his wedding ring, and a platonic yandere Lucifer basically adopts you like another kid, because uh, I mean for one he apparently canonically missed a lot of Charlie's childhood, and he's also an ancient fallen angel, so he's got that age advantage on you no matter how old you are. I mean what are a few decades when he's literally thousands upon thousands upon thousands--you get the idea

Yandere Lucifer would want to stay close to you, helping watch over you, maaaaaybe being overly paranoid about you randomly disappearing and going missing For Very Obvious Reasons, and in the process he winds up being unintentionally overbearing. I mean, he did it in irritation, but he basically showed up at Charlie's hotel immediately saying it was a dump and all of HER FRIENDS were 'a bunch of losers'. He never completely pulls his punches when there's something he's displeased with, even if it has something to do with someone he loves, so his darling would get much of the same treatment. "Ohhhhh, you uh, you wanted to move across the city? That's, um, definitely a fun idea! BuuuuuUuuut, what IF, instead of doing that--", like, he tries to playfully tug you in 'the right direction' until you make him put his foot down

Hmmm... what would him losing his cool look like... well, we've already seen that he doesn't mind throwing hands and WILL KILL, but will stop if he's asked to or there's a good reason. With you, though, you're not typically going to be there to stop him from offing any rivals or bad influences, so I imagine he'd be kinda casual about it, actually! He already thinks pretty lowly of Sinners, so say he finds out you've been ditching him and Charlie to go out drinking with strangers, making new friends, maybe having a few one night stands? Yeah, some of those people definitely aren't calling you back, and Lucifer doesn't really see a problem with it. These people are kind of the worst and really don't deserve you, anyways! If anything he's helping clean up Hell for you and his daughter and keeping you safe :)

Losing his cool with YOU... I think would involve him using his powers to finally confine you, maybe even going demon mode to intimidate you into submission in a very dad-esque "now you listen HERE" kind of way. We don't really know the scope and scale of his powers but I can picture him at least being, obviously much stronger than he looks, and transforming to fly you "back home" where he puts you in your room where no one can reach you without his explicit permission (and you also can't leave~)

One second you're just drunk and jokingly defying him, teasing him, maybe even picking him up and swinging him around because you're bigger than him, to you he's just a silly little guy! Meanwhile this Grown Ass Man Who Is Also The Actual Devil is getting more than just a little frustrated you basically view him as a wacky little cartoon more than a grown man, one who has had sex and has had two wives and sired a child. You're just teasing him and stumbling around drunk when he's trying to get you to your hotel room to get to bed to sleep, like you're clearly not taking him seriously, maybe even playfully putting your hands on him (TOTALLY not riling him up in 'fun' ways) and he finally just huffs and snaps his fingers and, you're suddenly magic'd to bed! You're laying there blinking confused and he's tucking you in and chuckling that "you're such a handful!" before leaving you to sleep and somehow INSTANTLY knowing when you're up.

You ARE in his house, after all...

Not to be gross but uh..... I'm not saying "yandere Lucifer who has the power to still get a Sinner pregnant if he wanted to and you wind up fooling around with him and you're waking up with his little apple symbol on your lower tummy as one of those like hentai womb tattoos to show you're pregnant" but uhhhhhhhhhhyeah that's what I'm saying, and whether it was accidentally or intentionally, he's keeping it, and thus, keeping YOU

I just feel like he'd be very goofy and awkward and bad at hiding his feelings and being very clearly overprotective and jealous in ways everyone else but you manages to pick up on (god Alastor would have some MATERIAL) and, in a romantic/sexual setting he eventually just loses his patience with you not seeing him as a man and just gets... progressively more forward. You pop back into the Hotel after a night out and Lucifer's already hammered at the bar with Husk, stumbling up to you, hanging off of you, slurring and embarrassing himself, "You'reeeee SO pretty... like SO pretty.... do you wanna have *BELCH* you wanna fuck? Cause I LOVE to fuck, like when I FUCKED my wife to make my DAUGHTER, my wife and daughter that I have, 'cuz im a DAD, 'cuz I'm a MAN!" and you're just giggling and ruffling his hair, "You're so weird, dude ^^" and walking away while Lucifer internally screams, wondering just how DIRECT with you he's going to have to be

meanwhile Charlie is totally cool with all of this and sees this as a weird double whammy of Curing Dad's Depression + new family member and friend hurray! and she's totally actively either shipping you with her dad or aiding and abetting him in his weird attempts to absorb you into the Morningstar family

#yandere hazbin hotel #yandere hellaverse #yandere x reader #hh #sinprompts

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lovingjingyuan · 2 months

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Sweet Jing Yuan Headcanon pt 1

I love Jing Yuan so much I had to write about him. I never really enjoyed writing but for him yes! I love this man to death and he's the sweetest and the kindest man! Also gentleman!!! He would be an amazing supporting husband for sure!

Warning: None!

I'm gonna write an NSFW version when I have time.

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Jing Yuan who is general and never experienced love til he met you♡

-Jing Yuan is a busy man and most of the time he's never in his office yet he always makes time for his beloved. Need help with anything? Somebody is already on their way. It's either him or someone else capable of handling the situation.

-A busy man needs motivation and you are his motivation. Jing Yuan is perfect in almost every aspect til his new title "Dozing General" for his overly laid-back demeanor and "laziness" til they see the pile of paperwork and overfilled schedule. One kiss on the cheek and he's suddenly energetic and back to work flying through the paperwork.

-Doing work, especially reading through hundreds of files is no fun but draining. The only time he really takes pleasure in it is when you are by his side. He made sure to give you a few kisses even subconsciously. For example, your forehead, cheeks, lips, and anywhere at random in the middle of work.

-I feel like this man is actually clingy. Lion cubs depend a lot on their mother and his mood depends on you. When you're sad he tries to figure out the problem and cheer you up, when you're upset or mad he might chuckle and try to make it better by overstimulating you with kisses or buying your favorite food. Yet in return, he wants kisses and cuddles.

-Like a lion needing to sleep by their mother's side at night he holds you close to his chest as you both sleep peacefully. If you're anxious at night he'll put up fairy or night lights up for you.

-Although his schedule is flooded with meetings and having to attend them. He always finds a way to add in dates with you in his schedule because to him you and him both need personal quality time together. Each date is extraordinary. It can be a trip to another planet like Penacony or a fancy dinner in the Luofu or another Xianzhou ship, even staying in his room cuddling and kissing all night while watching films!

-Jing Yuan who will support you in any goals you wish! He'll help you as much as he can just reward him with some kisses and cuddles. He loves you so much it's hard to say no sometimes to you.

-Jing Yuan who will put you in place if needed. Remember that one scene with Yanqing where he wanted to continue fighting I think, but Jing Yuan told him enough? Jing Yuan knows it will hurt your heart if he tells you to stop or no, but he will for your safety if it's too reckless because he wants to protect you. He only does it when it's mandatory and will get serious when needed but he'll never do anything to harm you.

-Jing Yuan plans and thinks carefully about the future with you and him. There is not a single thing he wouldn't do for you to keep you and his future bright. He understands the consequences very well in everything and will do his best to ensure the safety of the people he loves that is you.

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I wrote this when I was supposed to be studying for my political exam. Oh well, I'm gonna fail but worth it for Jing Yuan <3 I also love this man so much and his character and design! His charming personality and how he gets serious when needed. i love that one part where he was giving Luocha a trial and when he got complimented he joked around and was soft a bit before getting back into serious mode.

His character is everything to meeee! I don't wanna mess up his character too much for Yandere Jing Yuan so gotta write this! Hopefully, it's in character 😭 cause I know Jing Yuan is a sweet gentleman.

I don't need a man like Jing Yuan I need Jing Yuan.

#hsr #honkai star rail #hsr jing yuan #hsr x reader #jing yuan #jing yuan x reader

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lawrites · 6 months

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Sweet Thing (NSFW)

Gotham Victor Zsasz x Plus Size! Female Chef Reader

(Honestly is this kinda pwp that resulted from the once scene where Zsasz doesn't get a cupcake, making me feel sad and want to give him one?? Yeah...yeah maybe. Also @finniestoncrane and @riddle-me-ri have made me obsessed with Gotham rogues again so...thanks for that and for inspiring me to write again. 💙💙)

Warnings: some weight insecurities on the readers part (listen I have them so I'm writing them, shush), descriptions of reader's body, Zsasz probably being ooc, smut!!!!

It was...strange...in a way, this relationship you may or may not have with Victor Zsasz. You both work for Oswald Cobblepot, you as his private chef/patisserie and him as...well...one of the most dangerous killers in Gotham. It started when he scared you half to death the first time he snuck into your kitchen in the Cobblepot residence.

You were carefully simmering something on the stove, stirring and scraping the edges to make sure nothing burned, and you turned around to grab some salt only to see a man all in black staring at you from across the kitchen island, obviously well-armed.

You screamed and dropped the salt, of course. It's Gotham and you work for THE Penguin. You assumed the worst. But he just raised one eyebrow and smirked at you, his expression surprisingly...goofy for someone with at least 4 guns on him in plain sight. "Oh, no need to worry. I'm Victor Zsasz, we share the same boss."

You remember nodding, being immediately comforted as you did recognize the name. "Oh! Oh, I apologize for the reaction, Mr. Zsasz." You did your best to smile back shakily, which only made him grin wider. But then he looked behind you and raised his eyebrows, which reminded you where you were and what you were doing. You let out a slightly undignified squeak as you turned back to your reduction in worry, trying to see if anything had burned when you stopped stirring.

Relief flooded you when it was still perfect, and you called over your shoulder, "So what brings you to my Kitchen, Mr. Zsasz?" Waiting a few beats, you were met with silence, so you snuck a glance behind you only to see that he had left just as quietly as he came.

And that was the first time you encountered one of Gotham's finest killers.

Since then, you interacted with him at least once a week, if not every day, in almost the exact same fashion. He would quietly show up, (possibly trying to scare you again), stay for a bit to watch you cook, and then leave just as quietly. You started talking with him to pass the time, being met with vague, cryptic responses laced with occasional names for you. "Sweetheart" seemed to be his go-to, but he also loved "Honey." It was a bit awkward in the beginning...

"So Mr. Zsasz..."

"Sweetheart, call me Victor."

"Oh! Ok...Victor...any hobbies??"

"...crochet, actually."

...but you got into a rhythm eventually. Sometimes you would ask him for a prepped ingredient, a spice, or a measuring spoon if your hands were full.

You have convinced yourself that he must be trying to scare you again, because he loves quietly sliding up behind you and brushing up against your arms as he hands it to you with a softly whispered, "Whatever you say, Chef."

It DID make you let out another squeak the first time, which was met with a deep chuckle from him, but after that it started to create a different reaction. Your cheeks would flame as you would take the item you asked for--the cute names, his slight most likely accidental touches...all of them affecting you.

You do your best to tamper it down each time, not allowing yourself to even start down the path of hope. Being obviously bigger than what lots of men find attractive due to society's standards means that you have either met mainly men who were desperate or mean. It's not your fault, you sometimes really dig your body, you just can't seem to find anyone else who does.

You have no idea why he visits, but his conversations make your day better, so you don't want him to stop. And he doesn't seem to be showing up to frighten or taunt you anymore...you just don't want to let yourself believe that he would be into you. A tiny voice that you think is your conscience pipes up and says he also kills people for fun and profit, but you just remind it that you're in Gotham and honestly you could do worse.

Shaking your head to clear your thoughts a bit, you glance down at the oven. It's later in the day for you, after dinner has been done, and you are prepping desserts for tomorrow. Oswald has requested cupcakes, for some reason, so you are watching them to make sure they don't burn. Easy as they are to make, it wouldn't do to have the Penguin himself angry at you for any reason.

Taking out the tray, you check to make sure they are fully cooked before letting them cool and prepping the frosting. Humming along to the radio and swaying a bit, your thoughts drift back to Victor. He usually would have stopped by before this time, which means you probably won't be seeing him today. It does make your heart fall a bit, but you remind yourself that it shouldn't because he is just a...friend? Coworker? "Possible cryptid??" Your tiny conscious supplies.

You giggle to yourself as you imagine Victor creeping around the woods with Mothman. Shaking your head, you finish placing the frosting in your piping bag only to turn around and feel it slip from your fingers as the form of Victor appears closer than you would have expected. He catches the bag and grins at you, his usual serious countenance turning into something softer as he says "Woah, Chef, wouldn't want your hard work to go to waste."

You place a hand on your forehead, catching your breath a bit as your heart slows down, "Yeah, it's almost like someone showed up out of nowhere and scared me." You grin back at him "But I know that's nowhere near what you meant to do, right?"

His eyes shine with mischief, "Oh, of course not Honey. You're so sweet it forces me to be on my best behavior around you."

He hands you back your frosting with an exaggerated bow and cheesy grin. You roll your eyes but can't disguise your blush as you take it from him, "Victor, you know you don't have to flatter me if you want a cupcake."

He stands up straight, his eyes showing shock. "Me? Get a cupcake?"

Confused by his excitement, you respond with a question in your voice, "Of course??"

He seems almost shy, a word you would never have used to describe him before, and rubs the back of his head. "Oh...it's just...you've never offered before..."

You think back through the past few months, each and every encounter...and then you slap yourself on the forehead, "Oh Victor, I've been holding out on you haven't I? I'm sorry, I should have given you something even the first time you stopped by. I've been remiss in my duties as a Chef."

His shocked face turns softer, but some other emotion that you can't place is also present. "While I can't disagree, as I was definitely hoping something was on offer that day, I can't blame you. I remember thinking what you have was too sweet for a killer like me."

Walking up to your cooled cupcakes on the kitchen island, you scoff at him even though you are secretly preening at his words. As you start to carefully create a swirl of frosting, you respond, "Victor, I'm not THAT sweet." You turn for just a second to wink at him, returning to your previous task to avoid seeing his reaction. "And I'm not sure why you kept coming down here when I wasn't even feeding you! That's usually the only way I make my friends, killers or not."

As you finish the swirl with a flick of your wrist, you see him walk into your field of view across the counter. Feeling proud of how perfect it is, you add the final touch, a perfectly prepped red rose made of icing, and align it just so. And then...after all that work...you gladly pick it up and gently offer it to Victor.

There is a hunger in his eyes, and you wonder how you had managed to not die for the past few months if a cupcake could do this to him. He should have rightly torn you to pieces to get to the apple cider macarons you made last week.

He plucks the cupcake from your hands and examines it, turning it to and fro. "Very nice, Chef, as always." He grins and unwraps the dessert, barely hesitating before taking a big bite out of it. His eyes widen and then close in what you assume is enjoyment. Your suspicions are confirmed only a second later when he actually moans at the taste, swallowing heavily and letting out a soft, "Fuck." Your traitorous eyes trace down the length of his neck almost involuntarily.

Trying to disguise your heavier blush that is most likely down to your chest at this point, you quickly look down to the rest of the cupcakes and focus on decorating them instead of the images racing through your mind. Your pride at your work won't let you keep quiet though, so you have to comment on his reaction. "I don't know if I've had a better reaction to my food before. I'll have to remember to make even better stuff for you later."

You don't see his reaction, but you see him set the rest of the cupcake on the counter after a beat of silence and begin to move slowly towards you out of the corner of your eye. "You would make me, of all people, better stuff?" He takes another step, "Not just discards from the boss's requests?"

You smile, but continue to look down at your icing work. "Your wish is my command! I love making desserts for my..."

Just a moment of hesitation, an instance. You implied that Victor was your friend earlier, but would that be appropriate by his standards? Is he even your friend? And you know that even that would be a lie, coming from you. But as your thoughts race, you feel a firm hand lift up your hand and take the icing bag away, setting it gently on the counter. Then Victor grips into your soft arms and physically turns you towards him, all while you stay silent in shock.

He is staring at you again, but this time with a more guarded expression. "For...who? What am I to you?"

You are stunned and stumble over your words, not expecting his question, "I-I don't know, Victor, I like to think t-that you are at least my f-friend at this point, but I totally understand if you don't think we are there yet. I mean...I do enjoy your company..."

You feel his hands grip a bit harder at your arms, effectively cutting you off, "...And is that all you want from me, Sweetness? Are you sure?"

Your mind is screaming at you, and your heart as well. Both at war with each other. He can't like you that way, but maybe he's noticed your reactions. Why wouldn't he? He's trained to kill, he probably notices everything about you.

He's just trying to put a stop to this before it gets further, your mind screams.

"I-I..." you find yourself unable to form words, a panic rising inside you. You don't want to lose some of the only company you have during your shifts...some of your only company in general, in Gotham. It is near impossible to determine if anyone is trustworthy when working for the Penguin. You usually find yourself walking directly home from work, and having civil conversations with neighbors at most.

It is even more difficult to keep that panic at being alone again from continuing when his dark eyes keep constant contact with yours, never wavering. You can see now how people are terrified of him. All of that focus that he usually uses against his enemies, his...targets...all aimed at you. It makes your mind fuzzy, cloudy. You struggle to think of any words, let alone the ones you need.

But, you decide it would be easier to speak if you weren't looking at him. So you allow yourself to look at your shoes instead. He will be able to tell if you lie, with or without eye contact. There are better liars than you in Gotham that he has matched and ended.

Alternatively...leaving isn't wise, either. It would lead to the same outcome as lying. With a quick breath to steady yourself, you know your only course is to admit whatever you feel.

"I...I don't think I can lie to you, whether or not the both of us want me to. I have thought of...more...with you. But if that makes you uncomfortable, I entirely understand. I know I'm not what most..."

He again cuts off your rapid-fire words by putting a singular finger under your chin to raise your face until it is looking at him. His eyes are searching yours as your heart pounds in your chest with anguish over your confession, and you wait. Seeming to find what he was looking for, you hear him mutter "Fuck, finally," and then he slams his lips into yours.

Shocked, you don't react for a few beats...but then you start to move your lips against his. His hands have moved from your chin and arm, both going to your wide hips. He groans as they sink into the soft flesh you have there, pulling you closer until you are flush with his front. The feel of your soft belly connecting with his slight frame makes you pause and short-circuit, your lips hesitating. He notices and breaks from the kiss.

"I-I...Victor..." his hands release you, a more worried expression taking over his face.

"Sweetheart, is it too much?" He takes a gloved hand and gently sweeps your hair behind your ear, then cups your face to make sure you keep looking at him...gently, though. His hands are more gentle than you expected.

Damn him and his need for eye contact right now. And damn his gentle hands while you're at it. "No, that was wonderful, truly. I loved it." You do your best to show him honesty. "I-I just...oh God...I don't know how to phrase this."

His eyes don't leave yours, and one of his thumbs starts to sweep against your soft cheek.

Taking a deep breath, you muster up some strength of will. Either way this will be over soon. "I just...I'm big."

He nods as if it is the most obvious thing in the world, "Yeah, Honey, I know." One hand stops cupping your face and moves down to lightly trace your hip.

Sighing at his inability to see, you continue, "So-so...most people don't like that I'm bigger, or that I have a belly, and I'm just nervous that..."

"That I'm most people?" Victor stops gently cupping your face and instead forcefully uses his hand to bring you closer, "Sweetness, I'm Gotham's finest killer, I'm not most people."

And then he slams his lips into yours again, and you find that you don't care to think anymore. His hand drifts from your chin to your throat, gently gripping there for now as he starts to walk you back until your ass is pressed right against the island. He tears his lips from yours, both of you catching your breath, and his other hand moves from your hip to your ass.

His hand traces the excess flesh that spills over the counter and he groans, squeezing it and leaning forward to whisper in your ear, "I've been thinking about getting to dig my hands into this perfect ass ever since I saw you in the kitchen that first day." His thumb on your throat starts to stroke up and down, feeling you swallow and moan at his words.

His grin is back, "That's right, sweetness, let me hear you." His hand moves away from your throat so he can start to trace down your neck with his teeth, but in between bites he continues to talk. "Been wanting to hear the noises you might make for me since then too." He pulls back to give you a dangerous smile, "Do you really think I kept sneaking up on you to scare you?"

Your voice is a bit strained, but sure, as you reply plainly, "Yes." But then a smirk stretches over your lips and your eyes light up with mirth at your tease.

His dangerous smile softens just slightly, and he chuckles, "You DO know me well, then." He hides his face in your neck once more, his hands gripping your ass harder as he presses himself into your front. You feel how hard he is against you just as he bites down on the juncture at your shoulder, and it makes you let out an involuntary whimper, your smirk disappearing.

"Just like I've heard in my fucking dreams for the past few months." He pants against your skin, grinding against your center and licking at the bite he just made. Surprisingly, instead of continuing his trail like you expected, he stops, sniffing at the part he just attended to, and almost lets out a choked sound.

"So fucking sweet." He pulls back, and you see some of the desperation in his eyes. "Your scent, your fucking baking." His eyes close, "Sweetness seems to follow you around, seeping into everything you touch."

He turns you around gently and places your back to his front, settling his chin on your shoulder and speaking softly. "You know, I was planning on just sneaking down that first day, annoying the boss's baker like all the others that came before." He nuzzles his nose against your skin, "...stealing something that wasn't mine."

His hands begin to wander, the first one moves lightly across your collarbone, making you shiver, while the other weaves across your front, hugging you to him and digging into your soft side. The hand that traced your collarbone slowly starts to trail down, arriving at your breasts. His touch stays light. "Maybe I would find some of that excess that others are loath to give me." He breathes in sharply along with you as he squeezes your breast, almost unable to keep himself from doing so. "I can't even fit all you have to give me in my hand, pretty Chef."

Shaking his head, resolving himself, he continues his previous train of thought. "Imagine my surprise when I encountered what I already told you was the perfect ass, still able to be seen through these awful chef clothes you wear." A hint of disdain makes its way into his voice as he pinches your loose work shirt.

Releasing the fabric and smoothing it over, his hand joins the other around your front, almost sweetly hugging you to him with a light grip. He breathes in as he forces himself to slow down so he can speak. "The way you spoke...so unsure, but still trying to be polite even to me."

He pushes himself against you again, as if to remind yourself where you are even with his shockingly sweet words. "And your sweet voice calling me Mr. Zsasz..." His hands dig into your plush stomach, pushing you back but also making you wince again.

He doesn't allow your doubts to get to you, his blunt words stopping them in their tracks, "I had to run out of the room to fuck my own hand as it echoed in my mind."

A bolt of heat goes straight to your core and you moan, grinding your ass against him. A hitch in his breath, and then he whispers into your neck "Yes, I knew you had it in you, good girl. So desperate, hmm?"

You nod, holding back a whine at his praise and trying not to get too heated at work. At work! Suddenly you remember where you are. Slowing yourself down, you reach for his hands and gently pry at them. To his credit, they loosen instantly. Turning around to look at him again, you catch his own blush, his chest rising and falling, his eyes dark...but also saddened by the loss of you against him.

"Sweetheart, I'm sorry if I went too far. You don't owe me anything..." His voice is breathy as he now desperately spits out words, "...not cupcakes or yourself or..."

You now hold up a finger to his lips, shushing him. His eyes widen, darken even more, and then look almost dangerous again. Filing his reaction away for later, you saunter over to where he left his cupcake from before, making sure to sway your hips for him. "I know I don't owe you."

You turn around with the cupcake held right in the palm of your hand. "I would be happy to give you whatever you want." He seems almost dazed as he approaches you, leaning down to your hand. With a nod from you, he leans forward and licks through the icing, holding eye contact the whole time.

Your heartbeat stutters and you almost forget where you were again. Damn him and his tongue now, too. Taking a shuddering breath, you finish your thought. "But we are both at work, unfortunately." His eyes fall and he pouts. It's almost adorable to see the serious, dangerous man so...cute??

"Luckily for you..." His eyes perk up instantly. You roll your eyes and your free hand points to the ground. "Down, boy."

He licks his lips in response.

"L-luckily for you, I was just thinking about leaving the rest of the icing for tomorrow." He relaxes his pose and plucks the cupcake from your hand, happily moving to sit at a chair and gesturing for you to do your cleanup.

You begin, only to stop when you hear his voice again. "Sweetness...how long would it take you to make another batch of icing?" Connecting what he means when you notice his eyes staring at the current bag of icing resting on the counter, you pick up the pace even more.

He giggles, actually giggles, at your haste before he bites into the cupcake. "You know I have an appetite for sweet things."

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Idk if this was great or not lol. No beta, no proof readers, barely any hint of a story line, just vibes. Also this is very "he would not say that" but let me live within my delusions. Victor Zsasz could like a sweet, plus size girl in MY French vanilla fantasy.

#lawrites #plus size reader #gotham zsasz #victor zsasz x reader #victor zsasz x plus size reader #x reader #gotham x reader #victor zsasz #gotham

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spaceagebachelormann · 8 months

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can i request keefe sencen boyfriends headcanons pls!!

dating keefe sencen

♬ warnings: neverseen, everblaze, stellarlune, legacy spoilers, angst if that’s a warning

♬ ziggys notes: ziggy actually writes for once??? unheard of!!

♬ nav. — m.list

he’s so dumb (/aff)

so i imagine he’s very nice to you and compliments you non-stop all day cause he’s a sweetheart

he’s also an asshole sometimes but not in a bad way

like he’ll occasionally make some mean ass joke but you know he doesn’t mean it <3

but also he’s the only one allowed to make mean jokes and if someone else does it then wtf

also bro is clingy 💀

will always have an arm around you somewhere or holding your hand unless he absolutely has to let go

will walk (sprint) to your class just so he can walk you to your next one

or lunch or wherever tf your going

i like to imagine hes actually very smart but just acts like a dumbass cause a) he likes too b) piss off his parents c) everyone finds it funny

so if your struggling with schoolwork or some shit he’ll help you <3

part of the keefe boyfriend experience is him randomly showing up on your doorstep/climbing through your window

like you’ll just be sitting there in your room doing whatever and that motherfucker climbs through the window like “heyyy”

chances are he falls while getting out of the window

and if you ask him why he’s like “to see you ofc!!”

i mean it is because he wants to see you but also because he doesn’t wanna be around his parents/dad anymore

and he stays with you for like a week 😭

your parents either love him or despise him

he’d put up the perfect boyfriend act in front of them but as soon as y’all are alone he goes back to normal

if they hate him it’s because they see through the act

would probably drag you into sophie’s bs either accidentally or on purpose

he’ll bring you along for emotional support when they’re just like. idk discussing stuff?? but when it’s actually getting dangerous he makes you stay

(he says “pleasepleasepleasepleaseplease” over and over until you stay)

also ur bound to be HEARTBROKEN several times in this relationship

when gisela does her shit in everblaze is the first time

you have to comfort him </3 if u don’t ur kinda a bad s/o

even if you don’t know what to say he’s just happy if you listen and try your best to understand

he never actually like gets over it but he ends up repressing it and just acting normal but he will definitely break down in front of you a lot at night

the second time your heartbroken is when he joins the neverseen

even if you went with them or not you obviously find out one way or another

sophie probably tells you and she feels absolutely terrible about it :(

when he comes back it’s like. so fucking cliché

those scenes in romance movies where they see eachother and the music gets all romantic and the screen has sparkles and shit cliché 😭

he’s so happy to see you again but ur staring at him like 😐

he remembers he literally joined the neverseen so he starts apologizing and promising to make it up to you

which he does!! he’s so sweet <3 he randomly comes and picks you up and takes you shopping and gets you whatever you want

if you feel bad about it he gives you this whole rehearsed paragraph about how you deserve to have him do this for you because he was an asshole (he wasn’t really an asshole but shhh)

and when he has to do his legacy shit in legacy (that felt awkward to type) and goes into his coma ohhhh myyy godddd the angst

like sitting beside him everyday with sophie and trying to get him to wake up

and when he does your like right beside him and omg the reunion would be so cute <3

but once he realizes what his voice can do he refuses to speak even if u literally beg him

oh and yelling at fitz for yk

anyways

when he runs away he feels so fucking terrible

he gives you a letter </3 it’s basically him reassuring you he’ll be okay and he loves you and you somewhat believe him because he’s smart but also cause he’s reckless and the little side note you may never see him again

sophie watching him literally emotionally destroy you for the 3rd time like :(

she takes you with her and dex to find him and reunion part 3

but this time your kinda rlly pissed and he apologizes again and probably. idk gives you some shit he found on the ground

okay no more angst

so i’d like to imagine he watched a FUCK ton of movies in the forbidden cities so he shows you all his favourites

uhh wait i’m gonna name what i think his favourites are <3

corpse bride, the breakfast club, back to the future, LABYRINTH!!, mamma mia, mean girls

his favourites of his favourites are mean girls, mamma mia and labyrinth

oh fuck i haven’t talked abt like the main shit (kisses and petnames ig idk) yet

i feel like hed mainly call you by your name or some ridiculous nickname he’s made for you

probably just pretty girl/boy or babe cause he’s a basic bitch and i cant think of anything else that’s gn

bro would grab ur face just like. mwah mwah mwah everywhere cause he loves u sm

also he’d kiss ur hands a lot

esp if hes handing you something or vice-versa

like he’ll just keep hold of ur hand for a moment and then kiss the top of it <33 ahaksnsjsnaj

and he will melt if you do it to him

DATES ARE THE MOST CHAOTIC SHIT EVER

like museums, parks, restaurants but you probably get kicked out for being loud (y’all were just laughing)

also he’d have a thing for your hair

like he’d braid it or play with it a lot cause it calms him down

or if you don’t like it he just plays with ur fingers instead

as much as he loves you he would not let you touch his hair

unless he hasn’t styled it yet then go crazy ig

uhm im out of ideas but if i get another i’ll update this 🫶

watch this get like 7 notes 💔💔

#mars lovely anons <3 #kotlc fandom #kotlc #keeper of the lost cities headcanons #keeper of the lost cities #keefe sencen #keefe kotlc #keefe x reader #keefe sencen x reader #kotlc x reader #x reader #mars writing 🧈

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backstage-if · 3 months

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I have been wanting to send you this ask especially with the fact we have a whole ex in the game but I keep forgetting.

So here goes. Please take your time with it but omg I'll love if you answer it.

Hello!! Okay so what would the ROs reaction be to MC being asked out in front of them..? (crushing stage vs. relationship stage)

Oooh, I love this question 🤌🤌 ok, soooo-

Crushing - Excusing themself to feel annoyed (both at themself, at MC and at the third person) alone, but acting like everything is fine (actually, everyone notices they're jealous). Especially if they're exes, it's weird for C to see MC flirting/being romantic with someone else – still, they’d rather try and suffer in silence than give MC a reason to think they care that much.

Relationship - Openly annoyed (at the other person) and not bothering trying to hide it. Let MC choose how they'd rather deal with this, but stay the whole time by their side and look at the person like "😐 seriously? Are you kidding me? How do you flirt with someone without even knowing if they're taken?".

Neil

Crushing - Watching the scene unfold. Neil gets it, honestly. He knows MC is interesting and understands why people would be drawn to them (like he is). Still, no matter if MC agrees or not to go out, Neil would force himself to stop ignoring his (obvious) feelings and finally think about whether he wants this to be something more.

Relationship - Neil had ex-partners flirting with other people just to try and get a reaction out of him before, so… yeah. He would freeze in place and brace himself for the same outcome, expecting MC to engage with it. When they don't, he feels bad for thinking they would and maybe (unconsciously) distances himself for the rest of the day thinking of how to make it up for them.

Joy

Crushing (as fwb or friends only) - Teases MC for having so many admirers and, if MC rejects the person, also for breaking hearts. Deep down, she is a bit jealous (and, like with C, some people can tell), but doesn't feel entitled to tell MC how to live their life.

Relationship - When they're official, Joy doesn't feel like she has a reason to be jealous anymore, as MC already chose to commit to her. Would still have a humorous approach to it, either telling MC what a catch they are and/or asking the other person where they (Joy, MC and them) are going for the date.

Spencer

Crushing - At first, they're impressed at how bold the person is for asking MC out so confidently without knowing what their answer will be. They would leave before hearing the answer and be jealous later, trying to decide whether to ask MC about the date or pretend they don't even remember it happened (it's all they've been thinking about all day).

Relationship - Comparing themself to the person 🤠 convinced that MC deserves better than them 🤠 probably feeling weird and distant for the rest of the week (at least early in the relationship).

Crushing - Changing the subject or dragging MC out of there before they can answer, saying it's because 'you didn't want to see their disappointed face when you said no'. If they're already on the friendly side of things, A would also find any activity that they could do together without calling it a date.

Relationship - Staying beside MC, looking very smug, like 'You tell them, baby ☝️'. If they're feeling particularly flirty/playful that day, A would be like ‘Oh, they were cute and so into you. Your partner must be really amazing. 😏'.

#inbox #about the characters #ch: c. ralph #ch: neil sadecki #ch: joy pham #ch: spencer caetano #ch: a. bhandari #scenarios #elegantunknownphantom

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gwyns · 3 months

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Elain : canon that she doesn’t like violence

E/riel’s : aesthetic, fanart and headcanons of her dressed in Illyrian leathers, or wielding a sword, or covered in blood, or is secretly a spy for the Night Court.

I saw someone say that Elain would clean the blood off of Azriel after he comes home from a mission. Or that they want a scene in the next ACOTAR book of Azriel beating someone up, covered in blood, and Elain bites her lip and is like “that’s hot” ?? It’s canon that she doesn’t like violence. Didn’t she vomit after the battle in ACOWAR? And her being a spy doesn’t make sense. It doesn’t fit her character in canon. Wouldn’t we have got something of that in Az’s bonus chapter if she was training to be a spy or if she had spy like qualities?

If SJM holds a live stream interview where questions are allowed, I lowkey want someone to ask her if she’s ever thought about making Elain a spy or how she feels about blood and violence. Idk if SJM would say anything but *shrugs shoulders*

E/riel’s complain that Gwynriel’s put down Elain for being feminine, for her love of baking and gardening, but I’ve seen countless fanart of Elain as a warrior/spy and headcanons of Elain liking violence/blood. Not to say there aren’t some Gwynriel’s who’ve said that (I personally haven’t seen any) but it seems like E/riel’s are the ones reaching. Making their view of Elain different from canon.

why do they think elain would be ok around blood like that? even feyre, someone who has seen proper battle and killed people, doesn't like it. feyre doesn't like being around torture either but somehow elain would?? hey e/riels... BE REAL, please, for one second

and like??? elain would never, ever, in a million, BILLION years find az beating someone up "hot". not when she practically begged her sisters to leave graysen alone. hell, sjm has never really done that in general, clearly she doesn't like it either lmfao

oh god please i would love for sjm to shut down their little spy theories. anyone remember a couple of years ago how they were so confident that e/riel would be a sleeping beauty retelling but then in an interview sjm said she doesn't like that movie or even let her son watch it and suddenly they pivoted to something else?? i have never laughed so hard

ok let's look at this way: if elain has to change so much, literally a complete overhaul of her canon character, to fit with az... why wouldn't sjm just write a new, more well suited character? that'd be less of a headache... oh but wait! she did!! miss gwyneth berdara would like a word. for a fandom that claims to love and respect elain when others don't, they sure do try to turn her into someone else and then project that onto gwyn stans, claiming we're self inserting and wanting her to be elain when i have never, not once, seen a gwyn stan want gwyn to be any different

i have unfortunately seen some weird and toxic gwynriels but weird and toxic e/riels far out number them. oh and for the record, i've never seen or heard of gwynriels stealing art, doxing people, harassing sjm's irl friends and publisher, faking cancer, or telling sjm they'd harm her child if they didn't get their way so... really it's like comparing apples to oranges

anyway (most) e/riels suck and gwynriels, alongside eluciens, are literally the glue that holds this fandom together. i love you all even if this fandom is a cesspit most of the time, thank you for making this a fun space <3

#also before a dumb bitch hops into my inbox yes i know sleeping beauty was a fairytale first #and that the written story varies heavily from the disney movie but my point stands #sjm takes inspiration from both #asks #anonymous #antielriel #anti e/riel

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loupy-mongoose · 10 months

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I sent this ask before, but because I've suspected it might've been eaten by Tumblr and we've had new information since then, I'm sending it again (but this time with an updated theory)! Also ooop this got long. I guess that you're getting the Phlurrii treatment, an essay no one asked for, citing my sources, and colored links lol

A while ago, before or right as the arc with Mo-becoming-Randy and more specifics about the events after Lav's birth happened, I was figuring out the ask that gave Randy his Lunar Wing, and the scenes from his nightmares. The first one looks like it was just after the burning ceiling fell on Randy and Mo had protected himself from other debris. Okay, straight forward scene. The second one looks like it might be Akoya just after Lav is born. Again, straight forward. The last one, since we haven't seen it happen in a comic, really caught my attention, as you seed things out little by little. Lav is obviously a few years old at this point, and that looks like Akoya. Everything else seems to be directly from Randy's POV, which is fair, since they are his memories, and his nightmares.

So why is Akoya so angry at Randy, and standing between him and Lav?

Well, at the finale of the lab arc, I suspect something happened that we aren't specifically told.

What wakes up Akoya? The house she, Randy, and Lav have been living in could be close to the facility, and maybe she heard the explosion, but I'm going to suspect that she sensed Randy's body die, or maybe the transfer from Randy's memories to Mo had some kind of significant psychic signature to wake her up (though I'm personally choosing to believe that she felt Randy's body die, since her first words when waking up are "...Randy?" and, to Lav, "Something's... something's not right... We need to find Mr. Randy..." At least, I'll believe it until we get information to confirm/deny that).

So why is she mad when she sees Randy in Sinnoh?

She saw Mo leave the facility. She recognized him as Mo, not Randy, and if there was some odd mixture of them in Mo's body, there was something more important than Mo's psychic signature (if you use those). She had to find Randy. That was her first and foremost thought. And, in her POV text follow up, she can't sense him at all. Her face before she shoves Lav into Mo's arms in the finale tells us she is thinking that he died. And Mo left her, and took her child with him (we know he didn't really have a choice with the facility coming down), while she is grieving, with no way to know where they went.

(I was going to suspect that Akoya actually found Randy's body until I read her POV at the facility and was reminded that she did not in fact find anything)

So! She thinks Randy is dead, and could have been bitter toward Mo for the better part of the four years it took for her to find them again. But! For those same four years, Randy didn't know that he was a Mew transformed into his human self. I think that might make his reunion with Akoya when he finds out about that, and Akoya's yelling at him might have to do with Mo impersonating Randy. Randy's soul or not, I'd think that a Mew would have a very different signature than a human would.

I hope that made sense!

Oh gosh I got theory blasted! X3

First off, I want to say it's probably best to not assume Tumblr ate asks with me. I do have a strong tendency to either not answer, or start a draft preparing to answer and then get it buried in other drafts. I'm, uh... not the best at answering... ^^; (Although I don't believe I got anything of this magnitude from you.)

I remember you or someone else (probably you) asking about the dreams. I think I answered it, but I can't remember for sure.

It is correct that the first dream comes directly from the memory of the lab fire.

But the other two dreams come from fears that Randy had at the time of receiving the Lunar Wing, and aren't based on events that actually happened.

This, the second dream, is because Akoya was pregnant at the time. Randy feared the possibility of losing her, the child, or both.

And this, the third dream, is from a fear that Akoya and/or Lav would decide that he's not truly Randy and hate him for it. (His own perception of his identity isn't the only one he thinks about.)

As for what woke Akoya... You are correct. She sensed him die. But she was in denial about it until the POV you mentioned.

I won't confirm or deny anything regarding Sinnoh, but I like your thinking. :3

#mel-the-pirate #ask #art

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lucianlhsystem · 6 months

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Hot take (I think)

Everyone in the fandom would be like Jax if they got Isekai'd into The Amazing Digital Circus, like it's just so likely that we all would refuse to go mad and become a sarcastic piece of shit (I hate you Jax) (But also damn why are you a mirror bitch)

Like imagine being there for YEARS and slowly forgetting yourself, everyone who you knew and watching other people around you who are in that hell space also lose themselves, getting every day worse and ending up taking by force the role that Caine assign them with their stupid little names in his stupid little game, and seeing how even lovers get separated by the insanity of that whole scenario

I mean Kinger and Queenie in this case, like i'm sure where in a romantic relationship, but even if it was just a platonic kind of relationship, imagine seeing them love and care for each other, just to then seeing one of them get transformed into this fucking mess of a creature and the other be more and more lost in their mind until they are not the person you once met

Like fr if I was there for years I would not think it twice, either I get in a fist fight with Caine to be let out the place and FIGHT my way out with tooth and nail until it worked, OR just don't let myself get attached to anyone and screw every relationship that could be made with the other people in that place, making myself hate them or hate me to ensure I will never get any pain when seeing that they either succumbed to the madness and abstraction shit in this fucking nightmare

AND EVEN STILL Jax was actually horrified when seeing Kaufmo being abstracted, like yeah it could be "oh shit I'm gonna die" but I see it as a "Oh gods, oh fuck he actually went insane nonoononononon-" in a worried for the poor clown kind of way

(And abstracted Kaufmo like trying to grab his face and the mannerisms they showed with him moving his head like trying to snap out of it was so messed up, like holy shit I'm sure he was actually understanding what was going on and even then could not control anything he was doing he was just an spectator to his own body, but that's for another post)

Also that fucking scene

THE CAMERA ANGLE

The way they look so small and freaked out by the thing they are seeing (And Jax taking anything to make as an excuse to leave, the coward twink really just ditched lmao) (Honestly same I would run so fast)

Anyways, a tldr is; Jax is exactly the type of bitch all of us would become if we ended up there alone, scared and not being able to even remember who we were

Or also like Zooble, they are also a "Don't speak to me don't percibe me I do not care" but in a "I'm way too tired and don't/can't deal with anything don't push it b#t*h" way rather than a "I won't allow myself be affected by this shit, even if it means pushing someone else to die in my place (because I'm a coward)" kind of way that Jax has as a wee little bitch (Same dude)

Like no way in hell I would be as kind as Ragatha, like that poor bitch was throw around because of caring to help anyone damn

Anyways that's the take idk if I'm going to die to people who really really likes the bunny man or really really dislikes the bunny man for saying I think he ain't really good nor bad, just a bitch ass coward who has attachment panic like everyone and how we would be as shitty as him ey (pls don't kill me I have a family)

The other hot take I have it's that Caine is a bitch as mother fucker and he knows more than he let's on, let them out before I boil your teeth and cut your eyes like onions tuxedo man, but like it's not THAT big of a hot take u know

Anyways I think Pomni Ragatha and Jax should kiss idk about u people -crow noises-

-Leila (don't kill me please)

#leila'scrazyrambels #lionheartsystem #the amazing digital circus #tadc jax #tadc pomni #tadc caine #the digital circus #tadc ragatha #the amazing digital circus pomni #shit's crazy right #like holy shit this pilot has put some bad fears on me fr #at least it's kind of funny #funny nighmare pilot haha #Goose did a good job #didsystem #it's 4am why is it this late #well that explains why this post it's like that lmao

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sylvies-chen · 10 months

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after seeing a tweet about season 2 coming out I thought now would be a good time start The Bear to fulfill my need to have seen every single show in existence! I’ve only seen the first 5 episodes so far but here are my thoughts:

it seems everyone in this show except marcus (he’s just in the corner perfecting his lil donuts!! leave him in peace!!) teeters so beautifully on being absolutely detestable. some *cough cough richie cough cough* do venture into unlikeable territory but then when they do, the writers bring in a scene that instantly gives them an extra layer and shifts you towards empathy. it’s a really delicate balance but so far it’s working for me!

this is, at its core, a show about how to go about taking pieces of something broken and turning them into something better and beautiful, revamping it without discarding its true nature— and this is true in both the inwards sense, relating to carmy’s (and sugar’s and richie’s) grief and mental health in learning how to move on from a tragic loss but not forget your past pain, and then in the outwards sense as well regarding to the restaurant and the Chicago community, how to make a successful restaurant without forgetting the people they serve, how to not be a gunslingin’ dive but also not a gentrifying posh joint.

speaking of that internal turmoil though, I’m absolutely lovinggggg the bear motif and it fits perfectly with this idea! it’s like carmy has so much bottled up inside him, both good and bad, like his passion to change the restaurant mikey left him but also his pain and grief and sorrow, and him trying to let the bear out of the cage and slowly tame it or control it in his dreams is very reminiscent of someone trying to get a hold on their own psyche. but it’s like. no dude. you gotta let it all out, let it go wild! both the pain and the ambition! it will let you be more loving, be healed, and be a better leader! gosh, it’s so so good.

JON BERNTHAL IS IN THIS?? Oh wait I think I vaguely remember @levijeanqueen watching this show just to see Jon Bernthal on her screen. sky babe this is me formally saying that I should have followed in your footsteps sooner omg I love this

richie gives me whiplash because he starts crying about his kid and I wanna give him a hug and tell him he’s a good dad but then he yells at syd and I get filled with rage and then he calls the cops on the mobsters when someone else solves the problem he couldn’t because he can’t stand not being needed and then anti-hero by taylor swift starts playing in my head because it’s him hi he’s the problem and what do you mean he accidentally drugged children with xanex i-

sydney is my GIRL y’all!! she has such a passionate, eager spirit about her that she can’t hold in and yet she also lacks confidence in a lot of ways and like. she is me!! I am her!! I kin this woman so hard. (that’s actually my first time using that word I hope I did it right lol). I’m so obsessed with everything she does, I can’t wait to see her grow and evolve as a chef, and to gain more confidence! also I need to learn more about her backstory right tf now like what was that catering business?? what’s her family like??

I don’t know where people are shipwise with this show?? it’s not a show that offers a lot of substantial material on that front but shipping is so much more fun when you have zero expectations and can kind of just go with the flow and take your own creative liberties so I like having fun with it. anyways I definitely feel a certain vibe with carmy and sydney but also marcus is so outwardly sweet to her when no one else is so I’m not mad about that either.

I think carmy and syd are like… two side of the same coin? they’re not the most alike but they’re not polar opposites either, they’re very much foils of each other and they each are the parts of the other that the other wishes they were. like sydney very openly wants to be skilled like carmy (she’s skilled on her own ways though might I add) and be a fearless chef and innovator, and carmy I think less-openly wishes he was like sydney: new, fresh, eager, not beaten down by the verbal degradation of high-end culinary culture, hopeful about the world and creative. I really like that sort of connection between two characters, it kind of alludes to a deeper idea that this bond was meant to be in a way? their chemistry is fucking fire too like wow

but then there’s marcus and sydney, which I think is cute because marcus has that sort of fun experimental eager green energy that sydney has and that many others (like tina and richie) have discarded or snuffed out, so I think he could be like a nice bright spot for sydney. idk. I need to know like a million more things about her character as well, she deserves all the screentime in the world. but in the meantime I’m just chilling, enjoying the little itty bitty crumbs that let me have my fun lol

anyways I’m sorry if that was too long for you lovely folks but I hope it was a worthy interruption to your regularly scheduled tumblr scrolling because I really love this show and I can’t wait to finish these last two episodes before moving on to this new season!!

#the bear #the bear fx #carmy the bear #carmen berzatto #sydney adamu #richie jerimovich

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loadednachosao3 · 2 months

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Any tips for someone who wants to get better at creative writing?

hoo boy there are a ton I could give! let's see if I can't think of some that might help!

first, read! read, read, read! read things you like, that engage you and make you feel something, and then read writing advice to figure out how to translate what you felt and what you liked into writing that makes someone else feel just as good (or sad, or angry, or whatever, LOL). Stephen King's book On Writing is a solid place to start -- learn from the people who have made writing their lifeblood! go to the library's 800s section and find all the writing tips books you can get your hands on! I STILL read those 19 years into writing!

don't try to edit while you write (small edits are fine so you don't forget them, but don't overdo it). remember: first draft, worst draft! the important part is getting the backbone of the scene down. once that's there, you can mix and match and scramble it up and change words and delete shit and do all sorts of things! I actually enjoy the editing process, since it makes everything come together. don't think "oh, this is so bad, I have to edit so much, I suck." try to frame it as, "damn, look how much writing I did! this is an awesome base to polish up! it's gonna be so rad once I correct these mistakes!"

on that note: there WILL be mistakes. you'll miss plot holes, forget shit, write stuff that doesn't make sense, whatever. beta readers are great for this, since a fresh set of eyes will be able to catch things you didn't. or do what I do: throw caution to the wind, post it, and if someone catches a mistake, say "oops!" and find a way to fix it, retcon it, or ignore it. either 1: you're writing fanfiction or something similar, so it really doesn't matter that much if you fuck up, or 2: you're aiming to be published, and an editor will help spot and fix those things for you anyway. don't let making mistakes discourage you, we all make them!

if you have tropes/character types/plotlines you like, don't let anyone stop you from writing them again and again. you know how many stories Stephen King writes about a writer from Maine with interpersonal issues who goes through supernatural shit? and look where he is! what you WANT to write will always be better than what you THINK people want to read! readers can sense passion. use that to hook them!

it is 100% okay to use your writing to work through things, on that note. encouraged, as a matter of fact! lots of great writers have underlying themes in most/all of their works. depression. substance abuse. daddy issues. optimism. pessimism. worldviews. whatever! doesn't have to be bad, but if it IS bad, writing is a phenomenal way to channel those feelings! don't let any shitty weirdo ever tell you anything else. projecting your emotions onto fictional characters is a very highly recommended therapeutic technique, so use it! (lbr, even if you don't do it consciously, you WILL do it subconsciously. sorry about that)

mmmmmblock out the haters! that is, don't let people tear you down and make you feel like you shouldn't write anymore! no matter your skill level, if you have something to say, something you want to see play out, make it happen. everyone else can suck a duck

figure out a plotting style that works for you. for some, it's a rigid outline with every conversation accounted for. for others, it's a looser one, some ideas and scribbled notes of general directions with the rest to be filled in as you go. for others still (this is mostly my style), you just start writing and see where it takes you. very chaotic, but very fun! I also like to have vivid daydreams sometimes and then just write them down. whether I do that or learn where the scene is going as my fingers are on the keys depends on the day. no method is better or worse, so do what feels right!

jot down inspiration in a notepad or on your phone or whatever's around as it comes to you. could be as simple as "this exchange I heard caught my attention" or "that gravestone has a badass surname I'd love to use for a character," or as complex as "I want to explore the themes of grief and trauma that that other book did, but with my own twist on it." a word. a color. a feeling. keep a list of everything that makes you want to write, and use it later!

if you really hate your first draft, scrap it! if you hate your second, scrap it! if you hate your third... you can always start fresh!!! don't sit around thinking, "aw beans, I couldn't get it right on the first try, I must not be a real writer." not every idea's gonna be a winner, not every scene is gonna work out! you gotta keep on keeping on, though! don't give up even if you hate it!!!

uhhhh that's all I can think of rn... the rest would be more stylistic/grammatical/nitpicky tips, which I CAN give, but maybe in a different post? let me know if you guys would ever like an insight into how I edit my stories with tips like that in mind, and maybe I'll make a lil guide!

but in general, yeah, those are my big, sweeping tips! hope they helped at least a little!

#ask tag #anonymous

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2, 9 and 17 about Diar and Alter for the character ask game 👀👀👀

2. A canon or headcanon hill I will die on

cu alter: ummmm i'd die for anything. for example:

he's not lancer but he is very much cu chulainn

in EPU (and to a certain extent post-EPU too) he's basically just a guy trying to give himself agency in a situation where he's been robbed of his agency. this makes him act really weird

nothing about him has anything to do with warp spasm cu, even on a meta level

he's got that dissociative ptsd

whenever he's kind or caring i find it moving because he's quite literally been altered to suppress those parts of himself, which goes to show that they're actually too strong to be suppressed completely at all, and that he's fighting extra hard to be that way

(i may be interpreting this question as an opportunity to just share random opinions but hopefully that's okay)

diarmuid: the worst things that ever happened to him were ultimately the fault of awful old men with too much power and if fate would actually notice that and try to do something with what that might mean about him i think that would be a much more interesting thing to explore in regard to his character in fgo (or any other post-f/z media he could potentially be in) than well, most of the other things they've done with him post-f/z instead

also *straight guy voice* he's way stronger than either canon or fans usually treat him as being. urobuchi (or someone else on the f/z staff, i forget who) said he might have won the grail war if it weren't for kayneth being a fuckwad. all of the stuff he's done in his legends is at least as impressive as anything cu has ever done.

9. Scene that first made me love (or hate) the character

cu alter: honestly i think it was during the scene where he fights nero and she's trying to understand his motives and nothing he's saying really makes much sense and she points out that he's not even enjoying what he's doing, which he implicitly agrees with, and then tells her that his only goal is to just keep fighting until he's dead. i remember thinking to myself stuff along the lines of "wow bro that sounds Bad what's your problem" and "oh he's like Fucked Up fucked up i can't not care about him" and really it just made me want to understand him so bad

and then there's the finale scene where he finally admits that he's being forced to do what he's doing because medb used the grail to place him under a geis and it's like sad as fuck because he's been forced to sacrifice the parts of himself that feel joy and love just so he can maintain his honor, and therefore it's also heroic at the same time (this is what i'm talking about when i say that though he may not be lancer he is very much cu chulainn). also the part where's he kind to medb while she's dying in spite of having little reason to be and actually holding clear dislike for her is very touching

diarmuid: i definitely liked him from the start - like he so clearly just wants to do the right thing and have fun at the same time in spite of the fact that he has this horrific past and got saddled with this shitty master - like how could i not care about him? but it's definitely the last couple of scenes he appears in that sealed the deal for me. just seeing him walk away from that shitty encounter with kayneth and turn around and decide he's not gonna let that stop him from enjoying an epic fight with his best friend - and then he experiences one of the most awful fictional deaths i can think of and we learn that this whole time while he's been smiling and taking the high road at every turn he's actually been building up this whole volcano of grief and resentment. the whole thing is just as brief as it is powerful. it's a moment of honesty, it's touching, it's relatable, it's the closest thing to justice he's allowed. it contrasts so starkly with the side of him the audience sees up until then that it comes off as genuinely shocking, and it shows that he is just as glaringly human as he is a perfect knight, and therefore what makes him such an interesting and lovable character. can't imagine how hard your heart has to be to see all that and not care for him at least a little

17. Quotes, songs, poems, etc. that I associate with them

cu alter: i think you will either get it or not, but out of all the songs i associate with him, of which there are many, i think of this one as being the most "his" of them all

diarmuid: i know i've already brought this one up before but:

"when i choose to see the good side of things, i'm not being naive. it is strategic and necessary. it's how i've learned to survive through everything." -- waymond wang in everything everywhere all at once (excellent film btw if you haven't seen it)

also:

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Kuroo doesn't really understand flowers.

He thinks he knows some flower language — red roses are a famous romantic gesture, yellow flowers can either make someone very happy or very sad, white always represents something good and pure, and lavender roses represent love at first sight (he read that in a magazine once).

But at the end of the day, he is clueless when it comes to picking out flowers that suit the occasion, especially when he's picking out flowers for you.

He doesn't know your favorite flower, and he knows you're fairly passionate about the language of flowers — while he's aware that you wouldn't complain about whatever he gets you, it's a challenge he sets up for himself.

However, he's been in this flower shop for half an hour and, as the marigolds he's looking at start blending into each other, he's rethinking buying flowers. You'd appreciate a simple lunch, wouldn't you? He'd get it from your favorite restaurant and break out the fancy plates and make it look like a scene from a movie. And you'd smile at him like this is a movie and he's luckiest guy in the world.

He's looking absentmindedly at a vase of peonies that sit comfortably on a high shelf, pink and bright, when his phone vibrates in his pocket. He's grateful to look at something that isn't a flower even for a few minutes, and he's especially grateful that you're the one calling him.

"Heyyy ~"

Your voice comes through the phone, easy and playful the way it is on affectionate and slow mornings. It's his favorite sound in the world.

"Good afternoon princess, did you just wake up?" He lightly teases as he makes his way to an empty corner in the semi-packed shop so he can have some sort of privacy, a moment of quiet to tease you some more.

"Hey, eleven in the morning on a weekend isn't late," you click your tongue, "it's not my fault you're always up with sun, freak."

He laughs at the way you spit out your insults, like you're trying to hold back a giggle. You couldn't be threatening if you tried.

"Yeah yeah, I'm sure I'm the weird one in this relationship."

"You are." There is shuffling in the background, and he knows you're changing positions in bed the way you do when you're enjoying yourself on a call. "Where are you anyways? You're not really the type to hit it and quit it."

Oh, he knows you're incredibly proud of yourself for the terrible joke; and he knows that if he points it out, you'd say you're taking a page from his book.

"I'm getting us coffee because we're all out of capsules." It's partially a lie, but he wouldn't mind stopping by a coffee shop after he's done for you.

"Oh, right. I should really remember to write that on the grocery list. Actually, I'll do it right now, hold on—", the ruffling of bed sheets confirms that you're making your way out of bed and into the kitchen. He can visualize it very clearly, you with your terrible case of bed head— the same one he left you with —and blindingly colorful pajamas making your way to the kitchen.

You bump into your coffee table on the way, and he knows so because you're incredibly dramatic about your "wound".

"Okay, done. No more forgetting coffee capsules."

"Good job soldier."

That elicits a breathy laugh out of you and kuroo is pleased with himself.

"Okay, other than coffee, what else do you want for breakfast?" You're opening cabinets and searching for breakfast tools now.

"Oh, no need for you to make anything. I already made you pancakes while you were busy sleeping."

A moment of silence passes. He assumes you're checking the table for the mentioned pancakes.

"Didn't see those there." Comes your monotone reply.

"What, no 'thank you tetsuro you're the best boyfriend I could ask for'? I'm so unappreciated in this house." He jokes, knowing this will have you smiling on the other end.

And it does. Except, now, you're more awake and you bear the mindset to mess with him.

"If you make it home in less than 20 minutes, you might get some thank you kisses."

And before he has the chance to even blurt out a reply, you hang up.

It's such a classic move from you: dangle the prize in front of him, and then snatch it away. Knowing the challenging glint in his eyes, you were always sure that he would come chasing his prize.

And kuroo never lost, not when it came to you.

So he turns off his phone, quickly places it back in his pocket, and thanks god that the flower shop isn't that far from the apartment the two of you called home.

Now, one last thing keeps him from making his way back home and smothering you to death.

The flowers around him in the shop are all vibrant, and the smell is a reminder of why people are so obsessed with them. He knows you wouldn't mind if he got you a cabbage and wrapped it in a ribbon; he knows it doesn't matter what kind of flower he gets. You'd put it in a vase and water it everyday and kiss his face every time you look at it.

You've always appreciated everything he did. Kuroo didn't have to move a muscle to be showered with your affection, but that's never stopped him from going all out for you. Never stopped him from making a full course breakfast on weekends even when you argued that you wouldn't eat that much anyways. Never stopped him from doing all the house chores when you had an important final coming up even if you weren't that busy. Never stopped him from listening to your favorite songs and memorizing them enough to sing along with you when it plays on the radio.

And it certainly wasn't about to stop him from buying you the prettiest bouquet of flowers that he has ever laid his eyes on.

It sits proudly on a shelf mounted on the wall near the entrance (how did he miss them?), like a jewel on a crown among the other displays of flowers. Its vase, though simple, is a perfect fit; the colors that explode on its petals are mesmerizing in a way that would be disturbed by any other vase.

It was perfect.

You'd put it in a similar vase and place it proudly on your dinning table, like a prize. You'd walk past it all through the day and smile to yourself; you'd think of your boyfriend and his great taste in flowers.

Stargazer lilies, right? Pink and white and speckles of dark red, the kind of flowers you take back home to your girlfriend when you're thinking of proposing to her over breakfast.

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one-vivid-judgment · 25 days

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Hi hi! Finding out that their s/o works at a maid cafe, and out of curiosity visiting it. With Nanba, Tomi and Eiji please <3 Thanks!

Posting an older request tonight! Not posting requests chronologically do be like this sometimes, but in any case!

Yu Nanba

Honestly, you are not too sure how he’s going to react. You’re sure he wouldn’t get mad, but it would still be kind of awkward to go up to him and say “Hey, so I work at a maid cafe! Wanna drop by one of these days?” It’s mostly because you know Nanba and you’re not sure if that would be his type of environment that you kept it quiet for so long.

But alas, of course you two went for drinks one day and you had one too many and spilled the beans. And honestly? It wasn’t even that awkward—or maybe you were just too plastered to remember. In any case, Nanba just kind of... “oh, cool”-ed you. It was definitely the alcohol that had his ears red, definitely not the thought of you in a maid dress.

Okay, fine, maybe it was the thought of you in a maid dress. And of course Saeko got him to spill the beans when she saw him spacing out, and of course she found out where you work and brought Nanba with her. And maybe Adachi and Ichi also tagged along. Nanba is not really mad though, he’s got to admit he was kind of curious—and not just about the dress! You didn’t have to make a show out of drawing his name and a heart with ketchup on his omurice though. It was cute as hell, sure, but think about all the teasing the poor man will have to endure from Saeko, Adachi and Ichiban!

Eric Tomizawa

Chill as fuck when you tell him. “Oh, cool” yet again, but he does get curious about how it all works and starts asking questions sooner rather than later. Is it allowed to ask the girls for their numbers? Oh, it’s not? Damn. Hey, is there alcohol in the menu? Oh no, no reason, just wanted to know! Honestly, he’s not slick at all. Please, ask him straight up if he wants to come by one day, put an end to this torture, he’s very uncool.

Sure, he’s picked up clients at maid cafes before, but it’s never been the sort of scene he was drawn to. Way too cutesy—the food looks damn adorable and he’s got nothing against the cute girls, but if he has to pick, he’d rather go to a bar. The kind who doesn’t want to touch the food because it looks too cute to eat, really.

If someone asks if he gets giggly like a fucking teenager when he sees you making hearts and other cutesy gestures at the clients (but specially at him, of course), he will deny it, obviously. Again, he’s not slick. He’s very uncool, actually. You can tell he’s internally screaming. Honestly, the dress and the thigh highs and the cat ears are an afterthought, it’s the cute gestures that get him.

Eiji Mitamura

You can tell it’s not something he’s thrilled about. Probably, he thinks about all the men that must be asking for your number every day, ogling you, maybe even trying to touch you. Yeah, he doesn’t like that. He would very much like seeing you on that dress though—he came up with the new Tatara design, he 100% likes it hot.

How he found out where you work, you don’t know. He just drops by one day with the biggest smile on his face and charms his way inside. Your coworkers love him, but he only ever wants you to serve his table. He orders a lot to make sure you spend as much time as possible with him. He’s not shy about it, either.

If any other guy dares get flirty or handsy with you, he’s calling you over just to be petty. “Sorry, she’s busy. Go ask for someone else,” or something along those lines, he’ll say with the most infuriating, shit-eating grin. He can get plenty handsy himself after that. That maid dress is gonna see a lot.

#ryu ga gotoku #like a dragon infinite wealth #lad infinite wealth #.txt #anon ask #yakuza headcanons #yu nanba #eric tomizawa #eiji mitamura

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Diabolik Lovers CHAOS LINEAGE ー Subaru [05]

ー The scene starts in the kitchen of the Violet Manor

*Cling*

Yui: I think we’ve pretty much done washing the dishes?

Azusa: Right...Now we just have to dry them...and put them away after draining the sink...

Laito: We can do that later, right? Phew, we’re finally done.

Kou: I feel as if I worked way harder than usual today.

Actually, we probably shouldn’t have asked Eve to help us with the dishes as well.

Yui: No. I wanted to help to show how happy today made me.

Thank you so much for organizing a welcome party for me.

Azusa: You’re welcome...

Yui: Ah, right. The little flower on my napkin ring was really cute too.

Azusa: Yeah. About that...Subaru-kun plucked that one.

Yui: Eh? Subaru-kun did!?

Laito: Exactly. I was shocked when he suddenly said ‘Here, put this on’.

Kou: He really doesn’t do that often. I can’t believe he’d go pick a flower just to please someone else.

Yui: I see...

( Does that mean he did it especially for me? That would make me really happy... )

Azusa: He didn’t...say anything about it but...I’m pretty sure...He’s worried about you, Eve...

Yui: I see. Thank you for telling you.

I’ll thank him later, okay?

( Perhaps he is looking out for me way more than I thought. )

( ...I can’t believe that alone is enough to make me this overjoyed. )

( I saw his current self as incredibly scary and cold. )

( But if he’s still the same person at his core, then I probably shouldn’t make such assumptions. )

( I have to stop always thinking about the past Subaru-kun and actually try to face the person who is here with me right now... )

Kou: ...ve, Eve~?

Yui: Ah, I’m sorry. Did you say something?

Kou: Ehー? You weren’t listening to me? Ouch.

Yui: I spaced out for a sec. My bad.

Laito: Oh well, it’s fine.

Anyway, to get back on track, since we held a welcome party for you, we can expect a little something in return, can’t we?

Yui: Eh...?

Kou: Everything in this world comes at a price, remember? You’re a little naive if you think that a simple ‘thank you’ will be sufficient.

Yui: Kou-kun, Laito-kun...

Kou: You got to indulge to your heart’s content, so now it’s your turn to satisfy us.

Laito: Nfu~ I’m sure your blood will be delicious after feeding you all that nutritious food.

Carla described your blood as foul-tasting.

But I suppose this must have improved it a little? ...It’s smelling great as well.

Yui: Don’t tell me the real reason why you held that party...

Kou: Like I said, it’s all about give-and-take.

Laito: Yup, exactly! You had fun too, didn’t you?

Yui: ( That party wasn’t to welcome me at all, but to make my blood more delicious... )

( I did suspect that they had some kind of ulterior motive because I’ve Eve. )

( But being told straight-up like this comes as a huge shock. )

*Rustle*

Laito: Well then, are you ready?

Kou: Time to dig in~

Yui: No...!

Azusa: Guys, you can’t...I know Carla said that we can suck her blood but...

I believe you should treat her with care...She seems scared...

Kou: Ehー? Are you going to get in our way, Azusa-kun?

Laito: But she’ll protest either way. I don’t think there’s anything we can do about that.

Yui: ( Azusa-kun distracted them...? )

( I might be able to make a run for it now. But where do I go? )

Azusa: Eve, I think you might be safe with Subaru...

Carla asked to see him, so he might be over at Carla’s room...

Yui: Y-Yeah. Thanks, Azusa-kun!

ー Yui runs away to the hallway

*Thud*

Yui: ( Subaru-kun...! I have to hurry over to Subaru-kun...! )

Subaru: ...

Yui: Ah! There he is, Subaru-kun! Please, help me...!

Subaru: ...God, whatcha makin’ a fuss for?

Yui: ...Haah...I’m sorry for catching you off guard...

Laito-kun and Kou-kun attempted to suck my blood while we were cleaning up...

So I figured you’d help me out...

Subaru: Wha!? Those fuckers...Anyway, let’s go to my room.

Yui: T-Thanks.

ー The scene shifts to Subaru’s room

Subaru: God, didn’t I tell you? Little late now to realize those two are out for your blood.

Yet you were over there grinning happily because of some stupid little welcome party.

You’re being way too carefree when it’s obvious they just want to abuse your kindness.

Yui: ...Yeah, I guess you might be right.

I did assume that I was only given a warm welcome because I’m Eve but...

Even so, I was happy to have a party held for me. It felt like I was being accepted into this house...

Subaru: ...

Yui: ...You put a lovely little flower as decoration on my napkin ring, didn’t you?

When I saw that, I truly felt cared for.

Subaru: Is that so?

Yui: I heard that you’re the one who picked that flower for me.

I was so happy when I realized you did that for me. Thank you.

Subaru: No need to thank me, really.

Yui: But, you know. I don’t want to get deceived again, so can I confirm just one thing?

You didn’t give me that flower just to win my trust, right?

Subaru: Hah? Why do you think that?

Yui: I mean, I just thought it was rare for you to do such a thing for someone.

So if it’s not too much trouble, could you tell me why you did it?

Subaru: ...Ah.

( Did he simply want to suck my blood? That would make me really sad... )

( Or perhaps he really does remember me somewhere in the back of his mind? )

Subaru: Well, you know...It’s not what you think!

Yui: Subaru-kun...?

Subaru: I wouldn’t pull cheap tricks like that just to get to suck your blood.

It’s never been my intention to deceive you. I guess you might not believe me when I say that though.

Selection

→ I believe you (♡)

Yui: That’s not true. I trust you on your word.

Subaru: Don’t you think you’re a little too nice for your own good? At least be a little suspicious.

Yui: ...I mean, it just doesn’t seem like you’re lying to me.

You’ve been in a bad mood this whole time because you were against the welcome party, right?

Did you realize that the others were trying to treat me to a nutritious feast to make my blood more delicious?

Subaru: ...No.

Yui: ( Judging by his reaction, he did... )

→ I want to believe you (🖤)

Yui: I do want to believe you.

Subaru: You want to, huh? In other words, you’re doubtful?

Yui: No! That’s not what I meant...

You’ve been in a bad mood for as far as I can remember...

Were you displeased by the welcome party because you knew that the others were only doing it to make my blood more delicious?

Subaru: ...Took you long enough to figure out, honestly.

Yui: ( Judging from his reaction, I’m sure that was the case... )

Yui: ...Thanks, Subaru-kun.

Subaru: I don’t think I did anythin’ you should thank me for?

Yui: Although it’s a shocker that the welcome party was but a facade to achieve their personal goals but...

I think that the flower you prepared for me wasn’t meant as some kind of scheme but just a genuine sign of you thinking about me...

Subaru: ...Che.

Don’t you think you’re lettin’ a trivial thing get to your head a lil’ too much?

Yui: You think so? But it truly made me happy.

Subaru: ...I sucked your blood against your will the other day too, remember?

I do...feel kinda bad about that.

Yui: Subaru-kun...

Subaru: I felt irritated back then after watching Carla suck your blood.

It’s not just Carla either. When I have to witness one of the other guys go after you or get their hands on you.

I just get really upset for some kind of inexplicable reason.

I’ve felt like that this whole time. I don’t know why exactly either, but it pisses me off when others touch you.

Yui: Subaru-kun, that’s...

Subaru: I know that I’m makin’ it hard on you.

Yui: ...You’re not.

I mean, that just shows that you care for me, no?

( Even though he shouldn’t remember that we’re a couple, I guess he still has some feelings for me left deep inside his heart? )

( That’d make me so happy. )

Subaru: Why do you look so glad?

I’m tryin’ to tell you it’s that kind of behavior which makes it so easy to target you!

*Rustle*

*Thud*

On certain CGs, little black roses will appear on the screen. If you click on them, you get an extra line of dialogue.

“See? You can’t fight back now that I’ve got you pinned down, can you? I honestly wouldn’t mind sucking your blood until you pass out.”

“...Che! How come this anger inside of me won’t go away!? I’m not supposed to give a damn ‘bout you...So why!?”

Yui: S-Subaru-kun...!

Subaru: Listen, you really need to be more careful. Don’t just let guys have their way with you.

Just like this...’cause you’re a human and a woman on top of that, you can’t just easily shake us off once we’ve got hold of you, see?

Yui: Ah...

( I can feel his breath on my neck...! )

Subaru: I could easily suck your blood if I wanted to.

That thought terrifies you, doesn’t it?

Yui: ...No, it doesn’t.

Subaru: Hah? What...are you sayin’...?

Yui: I’m not scared if it’s you.

Subaru: Wha...?

Listen, you! Do I need to actually bite you before you understand!?

Yui: I mean, I genuinely do not feel scared.

Subaru: ...Then I’ll teach you a lesson. You can experience first-hand how scary I am...Hah, nnh.

*Rustle*

Yui: Ah...

( His fangs are sinking into my throat...! He’s sucking out my blood... )

Subaru: ...Nn, phew...Nnh.

Yui: ( ...But it really isn’t scary. )

( At first, I only experienced fear being here in this place. )

( But even if he sucks my blood hard-handedly. )

( I feel as if deep down, he actually cares about me and treats me with kindness. )

Subaru: ...Nn, nkuh...Nnh...Haah. How’s that, huh? Learnt your lesson?

Yui: No, I’m not scared at all...

( If anything, it feels like a weight has been lifted off my heart, it’s enjoyable... )

( I guess I do love him after all... )

Hey, seems like I don’t mind having you suck my blood.

Subaru: Che...The fuck are you sayin’!? You really are a fool, aren’t you!?

You’re just givin’ in to your primal instincts ‘cause it feels good, no?

...So stop sayin’ that sorta stuff.

Yui: No, that’s not...

Subaru: ...Uu.

Yui: Eh? What’s wrong, Subaru-kun?

Subaru: Aah, no. ...It’s nothin’.

Yui: Really? But you’re clutching your head...You don’t look so good. Don’t push yourself, okay?

*Rustle*

Subaru: ...

Yui: ( I figured he’d pull away as I instinctively moved closer but... )

( Seems like he’s allowing it. He’s burying his face in my chest as if he wants me to dote on him. )

Monologue

Subaru-kun surrendered himself to me.

I was so happy,

because it felt as if he trusted me.

Even though this may only last a moment,

it was almost as if we were back to being a couple.

May he please regain his memories,

so we can restore our past relationshipーー

With said wish harbored inside my heart,

I wrapped my arms around him.

ーー TO BE CONTINUED ーー

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