#in love with this idea the whole time i was doing it ty for inspiration
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Cry for the Moon
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Pairing: Zuko x firebender!reader
Warnings: some strong language here and there
A/N: I am sorry for the long wait, the inspiration was failing and I didn't want to write something half-heartedly just for the sake of posting something. This is a long chapter and I loved writing it! Hope you enjoy this one as well, let me know what you think about it in the comments!
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Using a tank train to chase the Avatar and his friends could have been the best idea you had come up with so far.
With the giant flying bison shedding its white fur all over the place while it flew, it had been quite easy to keep track of them – actually, it had been rather too easy. The whole night, the tank train didn’t let the Avatar and his friends get the slightest bit of sleep.
You had been on their necks all the time, just like a shadow following.
Azula put her hand into the water to grab a hold of some patches of fur, she lifted to examine them. They had chased the Avatar and his friends to a river side surrounded by a forest. Given that they were sleep deprived and too tired, they weren’t going to last longer.
“Wads of wet fur.” Mai spoke dryly. “How delightful.”
Some birds were singing under the warm sun – it was a nice, warm sunny day which reminded you of the upcoming summer.
“They are not wads, they are more like bundles, or bunches?” Ty Lee seemed thoughtful as she tried to find the right word to describe the fur swimming in the river. She scratched her head. “It’s got an ‘uh’ sound.”
You giggled. “I know this feeling – you will keep think about that word until you finally find it.” You grimaced. “It is super annoying.”
“I know!” Ty Lee agreed with you as she swung her arms in an exaggerated manner, her long braid swinging in the process.
“Clumps?” Mai suggested with the same, dry tone.
Ty Lee’s grey eyes shone with happiness as she clasped her hands together. “Clumps! They are clumps!” She hugged Mai, who didn’t even bother returning the embrace. You rolled your eyes at her dullness – it drove you insane sometimes, which made you wonder how you had managed to be best friends with her for all those years in the first place.
You were a passionate individual and you expected your friends, or the important people in your life in general, to share your passion and enthusiasm from time to time. However, you didn’t recall experiencing such an occasion with Mai.
Turning your attention to Azula, who was standing by the river, you raised an eyebrow at her. “All the fur in the river makes you wonder whether that thing simply flew over or instead dived into the water.”
Mai pointed in the direction of the trail, which lead into the forest. “The trail goes this way.”
For a moment, Azula looked in the direction of the trail as she carefully considered her options, then she looked upwards. Following her gaze, you too spotted the broken treetops. A frown appeared on your face. “Well, I don’t know many creatures that can cause something like this.”
Upon hearing your remark, Mai and Ty Lee looked into the direction you were pointing at. Perhaps they finally realised that the bison was causing them all the trouble by shedding its fur, you thought as you crossed your hands over your chest. They could have washed it, which would explain all the fur in the river.
“The Avatar is trying to give us the slip.” Azula said, you felt like you two had the same or at least similar chain of thoughts. The Princess pointed to the broken treetops. “You three head in that direction and keep your eye out for the bison.” Then, she turned her gaze to the fur trail. “I will follow this trail.”
You placed your right hand on her shoulder. “Do you believe that the Avatar awaits you alone, on his own?”
Azula nodded. “It would make sense for the other three to take the bison, the Avatar can move more easily when he is alone.”
“Oh, yeah – flying, you are right.” You said, you tended the forget the fact that he was the last airbender. “In that case, you will be perfectly fine on your own. I would rather accompany you; however, with the new earthbender girl in their group, I believe the girls need a firebender on their side.”
After a while you all mounted your mongoose lizards and started riding towards the different paths, a specific pair of traces caught your attention. They were the traces of an ostrich horse. You raised an eyebrow as you turned back to look at the trace. I though he had lost us along the way some time.
During the early hours of the morning, you had noticed someone following the tank train from afar. Even though the distance was simply too much for you to make out who the person was, there had been one very prominent feature on their face that gave out their identity almost immediately.
The scar.
However, after a few hours, you had lost sight of him; hence, you didn’t bother letting Azula know that Zuko had been using your trail to hunt down the Avatar. As it turned out, he wasn’t really gone – he had probably taken a short cut. And considering the traces, he was headed the same way as Azula.
You stopped your mongoose lizard abruptly, causing Mai and Ty Lee to stop as well. Mai sent you an annoyed look. “What is it?”
“I think I saw some earthbending traces back there, inside the forest.” You lied without even thinking twice. “The earthbender girl must have taken a separate way – you two go after the bison and the Watertribe people, I will hunt down the earthbender.”
Mai shrugged. “Whatever you say.”
Ty Lee waved at you before going back on track. “Good luck – be careful with the flying rocks!”
You smiled softly at her words. “And you watch out for the waterbender!”
After making sure the girls were both out of sight, you turned your mongoose lizard back and started following the track Zuko’s ostrich horse left. This time, I am going to face you instead of going back home in tears. You thought with a determined expression on your face, your amber eyes lacked the slightest bit of warmth inside them. And you are going to answer for what you have done to me.
[Time Skip]
Zuko shouted in a mixture of surprise and fear as you jumped in front of his ostrich horse with your mongoose lizard.
He was wearing a brown, sleeveless robe with a dark green, long-sleeved shirt and dark green pants underneath. You couldn’t help yourself but raise an eyebrow upon seeing how different his hair looked – it wasn’t in a top not anymore. Apparently, after your last encounter with him, he had cut off his hair and let it grow longer.
Bringing yourself back to the present moment and to the task at hand, you got off the mongoose lizard and crossed your hands over your chest. The long sleeves of your crimson, wrap shirt dangled with the wind. “Wipe that shocked expression off from your face, Zuko – we both knew this day would come.”
Your words had been enough to push the shock away from his features, which left its place to something that resembled mostly fury. The Banished Prince dismounted his ostrich horse with a frown. “What do you want?”
“Answers,” you spoke with a voice as cold as ice, your amber eyes were dark. “You are going to answer for what you have done to me that very day.”
At first, Zuko’s eyes widened with you mentioning the day he left the Fire Nation; however, he quickly gained control over his emotions and put back the frown. “I don’t have any time to waste,” he muttered with an annoyed tone as he tried to walk past you. Without even thinking, you punched forward, sending a wave of flames towards him.
Once again, Zuko was taken aback by your cold-heartedness. When he came back to his senses, it was almost too late – the Banished Prince rolled backwards to escape the flames in time.
“I didn’t ask whether you wanted to go through with this or not,” you said coolly as you broke your stance to stand straight. “After all, why should I show the slightest bit of concern to someone who didn’t even flinch while shattering my whole soul to a million pieces?!”
Towards the end, your voice became louder and louder, until the point you ended up screaming at his face.
Zuko spoke your name softly, which had your heart melting almost immediately as if he hadn’t been the cause of all that had hurt you over the last years. “Let this go, please – it has been three years and…”
Not even letting him finish, you interrupted him – the fury was raising within you, blinding your sight, and blurring your mind. At that moment, all you wanted to do was to scream out every buried thought, every silenced cry at him until you couldn’t speak anymore.
“So, is time supposed to magically make me forget everything you did, everything you said?” You asked scornfully as you pointed at him with your index finger in an accusing manner. “You… You said I was a burden, a baggage, a fucking deadweight!”
Zuko said your name once again. “Please… I am…”
You were shaking your head almost hysterically, you could feel the tears running down your cheeks. This was the mental breakdown you had been trying to avoid having for weeks now. “How can you expect me to forget that?!”
[Flashback]
“Please, let me come with you.” You whispered as you tried to turn your face away – you kind of felt ashamed for you were crying in front of Zuko’s whole crew. He cupped your face and made you look at him as he gently wiped away the tears leaving you amber eyes. “Zuko, I… I don’t know how to live here without you. I have… I have had you with me ever since I could remember…”
Even though his left eye was bandaged as a result of his father’s unthinkable cruelty, you could still see the tears forming in his right eye. But he managed to control his emotions not to show any weaknesses in front of his crew. “Love, we have talked about this,” he whispered towards your lips before leaving a small kiss. “I will be back before you know it. I promise.”
You shook your head – you didn’t want to stay in the Fire Nation while he went on this impossible journey to find the Avatar, who had been presumably already dead for centuries! A part of you knew that his journey was probably never going to end.
The simplest thought of not getting to see Zuko ever again made you want to throw out. You couldn’t imagine your life without him for you hadn’t known it otherwise. He had always been there, with you, and all your life, you grew up with the belief that you were going to become his wife someday.
The arranged marriage, which had been decided when you were born, was the main reason for you to grow up with Zuko – yes, but it also allowed this purest love of all to bloom between you two. From childhood best friends to childhood crushes and to young lovers.
He carried a piece of your heart and whether he wanted it or not, a part of you was going with him.
“Why?” You asked with a low voice. “Why won’t you take me with you?”
Zuko placed his lips on your forehead to leave a small kiss before speaking. “Your place is here, in the Fire Nation, where you can continue your studies and your training to pursue your dreams.” Slowly, he turned his look away from your eyes. “I would never forgive myself if I took that away from you.”
You pressed your lips against each other to silence a sob that dared to escape. “My place is with you…”
“My decision is final,” Zuko spoke with a soft voice, which carried still enough authority to put an end to your continuous attempts to change his mind. “But I am going to miss you more than anything...”
It felt impossible to form words, let alone talk. Hence, you placed your lips on top of Zuko’s instead of wasting time talking.
After the long farewell, you went home quickly to get the small gift you wanted to give to Zuko before he set sail in a few hours. You wanted to give him something that would bring him good luck on his mission and also make him remember you every time he looked at it.
It was the small replica of a red dragon made of metal, which hung at the end of a black chain. You thought Zuko could hang it by his desk or by his bed, keeping it in his personal space where he didn’t need to wear his façade anymore.
As you approached the ship, you could hear some voices coming from up on board. Upon hearing someone from the crew mentioning your name, you stopped in your tracks to listen to what was being said. You could already see Zuko standing with his back facing you, talking to that crewmate.
“My Prince, please forgive me for asking but,” the crewmate spoke with a respectful tone. “Why didn’t you allow her to join us?”
You heard Zuko heave a sigh before speaking. “I am afraid she would only be a burden to us – like baggage, she would just slow us down.” The gift of good luck you held slowly slipped between your fingers and fell onto the ground. Zuko shook his head. “I cannot allow any deadweight on board – and if any of you should become one, I will not hesitate to send them back!”
Biting your lower lip to silence your sobs, you turned back and ran away without even saying anything to Zuko, without facing him and without wishing him one last goodbye. You wanted to believe he was lying but the way he talked as he uttered those venomous words had been just too real, too true.
After that day, nothing was going to be the same for you.
[Flashback ends]
Wiping the tears away, you asked with a weak voice. “Why?”
Zuko turned his eyes away, his shame radiated off his body. “Does it matter?” He muttered. “After what I made you go through, does it really matter why I said what I said?”
You shook your head as a hysterical laughter left your lips. “Still, you are incapable of looking me in the eye and say it – say that you thought I was weak.” You didn’t realise it as the flames started to form around your clenched fists. “Say that you have lied to me every single day!” Control slowly slipped away from your fingertips. “You have never even loved me!”
What came next had been a shock to both of you.
As you screamed your sorrows away, you shot the flames – which had been growing around your fists – directly at Zuko. This was probably the very first time that you attacked him the same way you would attack any of your enemies. The reflection of the flames was visible in Zuko’s amber eyes and he seemed to be paralyzed – he had never met this side of you, he had never really been on the other side.
If he had dodged the flames with his firebending a second too late… Well, let’s say it would have been really unpleasant.
“What the hell is wrong with you?!” Zuko screamed at you, still not returning your attack as you circled each other. “Why would you attack me like that? And… and why would you say that I have never loved you?”
“If you had loved me, even just a little,” you told him as you stopped moving in a circle to point at him with an accusing manner. “You would have never hurt me the way you did.” Raising an eyebrow at his direction, you asked sarcastically. “Do you like the person you have turned me into?”
Zuko shook his head. “No, I didn’t do this to you,” he said with a low voice. “This is you under Azula’s influence.”
His words made you throw your head back and let out a laughter that had the hints of condescending, amusement, and little bit… craziness?
“Oh, you do believe that Azula is manipulating me into being one of her puppets?” You asked with genuine curiosity in your voice as you realised the seriousness surrounding Zuko’s features. “My dear Zuko, you have never been more wrong in your life – I am with Azula because I want to, because I deeply care about her. And no, this,” you pointed at yourself, “is not her doing. I should thank you for giving me the push to become more invincible than ever.”
It was hard to understand what was going on inside Zuko’s mind for his amber eyes didn’t give it all away; however, you could feel the hints of longing, disappointment, and jealousy circling around him all at once. It felt like an emotional turmoil.
His voice almost cracked when he spoke. “So, you… replaced me with her?”
At first, you wanted to say that you had replaced him with Shuzi, but you quickly realised that it wasn’t true. Shuzi had a different spot, and it was under no circumstances close to that of Zuko – his place wasn’t completely occupied. However, it wouldn’t be wrong to say that Azula was the only person closest to that very place in your heart.
You pursed your lips. “Well, you can say that – to a certain extent. Speaking of Azula,” you moved away from Zuko’s way as you walked towards your mongoose lizard. “Despite how much I do want to fight you, it is Azula’s destiny to be the one who faces you. Thus, I am going to let you be on your way.” Upon seeing the shocked expression on Zuko’s face, you shrugged. “I have already given her a head start.”
Remembering what his main goal was – he had completely forgot about the Avatar – Zuko quickly mounted his ostrich horse. “You were wrong though,” he said as he rode past you, his voice was low but still, you could hear him. “I did love you. Every single day.”
With that, Zuko disappeared from your sight, leaving you with more questions than you initially had before finally facing him.
[Time Skip]
After Zuko was gone, you returned to join Mai and Ty Lee, only to find both of them soaking wet, sitting by the river. Using your firebending to dry them both, you told that the earthbender girl had escaped from you by going underground like a badgermole. Not long after, Azula joined you three as well, she seemed quite tired.
As you all rode back to the tank train on your mongoose lizards, the Princess told you what had happened: how the enemies and the traitors had worked together to corner her and how she had shot Uncle Iroh with fire to create enough diversion to escape. You couldn’t help yourself but feel terrible for Iroh – you didn’t think he deserved to be Azula’s victim – but you kept your thoughts to yourself.
“Mai told me you didn’t go with her and Ty Lee,” Azula said as you two walked towards the tank train. Mai and Ty Lee were already inside. “Did you really chase the eartbender girl?”
You shook your head, you weren’t going to lie to Azula. “I actually chased Zuko, I just needed a valid excuse to go on my own way without… you know, letting Mai involve herself as well.”
A small frown formed on Azula’s face as she stopped walking. “Zuko? How did you know he was following us?”
“I saw him earlier today from a distance, then he disappeared so I didn’t really think he could keep up with our pace.” You explained as you crossed your arms over your chest. After everything you had gone through, you felt exhausted – not physically, but rather emotionally. “But I saw him in the woods once again after you went your own way. I wanted to finally face him and be free of everything weighing me down.”
Azula nodded at your words, the firm expression slowly disappeared, leaving itself to curiosity. “I understand – in that case, I forgive you for not following my orders.” The edge of your lips curled upwards. “Did it work? Are you finally free of all that weight now?”
You nodded with a big smile forming on your face, almost reaching your amber eyes. Almost.
“I screamed at him everything I have been wanting to say to him ever since… you know, that day.” You spoke with a lower voice, not wanting to be heard by anyone. Shaking your head, you continued. “He is not even capable of owning up to his actions – he couldn’t tell me why he had… said all those things about me.”
Azula shrugged with an unamazed manner. “Well, what did you expect from Zuzu in the first place?” She said as she rested her left hand on the small of your back, leading you two into the tank train. “Still, I am glad that you are now lighter than ever.”
You forced the fake smile back onto your lips.
The problem was that you felt you carried more weight now that you had faced Zuko.
Over the years, you had made yourself deeply believe that he had never really loved you – this had been the only explanation you could find for his actions, your coping mechanism. However, now that you knew he had loved you all along, you felt more lost than ever.
More lost, more confused, more vulnerable.
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↳ The Umbrellas (& Lila) + types of children (insp.)
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#tuaedit#tua#the umbrella academy#viktor hargreeves#five hargreeves#tua3#lila pitts#luther hargreeves#diego hargreeves#allison hargreeves#in love with this idea the whole time i was doing it ty for inspiration#also this is soo them...#i love themmmmm so muuuuuch#percyedits#percy talks
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vicious I ln4
pairing: lando norris x reader, a little of charles leclerc x reader🫣
summary: lando's fans always attack you yet he does nothing to defend you, inspired by vicious by sabrina carpenter
notes: if youre the anon that requested this sorry it took so long lol! but you were so sweet ty
masterlist, part two
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yourusername lil getaway
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user wait is she dating lando??
user there's been rumors of them dating for months but neither of them have confirmed
user hopefully not lol
user i had no idea she went on this trip
user yeah cause lando never posts her or even likes her posts lmfaoaofda
user am i the only one that finds her annoying...
user nooo everyone else does lol shes always leeching off lando
yourbff ur perfect babe
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user pls dont let this be a hard launch🧎♀️lando get UP
user of course she has to post lando🤣she needs him for the likes
maxfewtrell spent more time on the ground than actually skiing
yourusername SHHHH it was my first time
user why are all these comments about lando?? im only looking at her😍
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f1gossip Y/n Y/l/n spotted in Bali celebrating New Years at Martin Garrix's show, possibly with Lando Norris. The two have sparked dating rumors for a few months now but no confirmation has been made from either of them.
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user we might have to start accepting that theyre dating☹️
user I REFUSE
user wait im new to the fandom, whys everyone hating on y/n i love her music...
user shes always posting lando for attention and he clearly has no interest in her, he doesnt even like her posts
user plus his ex >>>>>>> y/n
user she doesnt deserve him, he needs someone lowkey and y/n is such an attention whore
user not surprised shes there, always leeching on him
user right like girl give him space, he aint yours
user im a y/n defender idgaf. everyone in these comments are just jealous
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user yikes...
user defending someone who needs a man to stay relevant lol ok
user i miss luisinha😭
user im convinced theyre still dating and shes using lando for pr
y/n
hey lan, i safely made it back to the hotel
lando
👍
y/n
i still dont understand why you wanted me to leave early though, its not even midnight :(
lando
y/n, we talked about this.
there was lots of paparazzi there and if they saw us together on midnight they would think we're dating
y/n
we ARE dating...
why are you acting like we arent?
lando
yk what i meant
im just trying to protect you from the craziness that comes from dating me baby
y/n
im already getting hate, hows hiding me any different?
lando
lets just not do this tn. yk how much worse its gonna get it if we confirm anything
listen i love you, isnt that enough?
y/n
yeah, ily too
lando
ill see you later tn❤️
lando
baby where are you?
come on it was a drunk mistake, yk i only love you
it was just martins friend, you know her
y/n
oh the girl you told me not to worry about?
lando
it didnt mean anything
why are you acting like this?
y/n
because you fucking cheated.
im leaving and im moving out of the apartment
lando
please dont, im sorry baby
i love you
y/n
you say you love me but you can never prove it
you hid me away for a whole year, was it so you could hook up with other girls?
lando
of course not wth
but since there's clearly no trust in this relationship maybe we should end it
i wish you the best y/n
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yourbff YES WIFEY
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user she unfollowed lando omg.
user WAR IS OVERRRR
pietrapilao out of sight out of mind🧘♀️
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user is this about lando omg...
luisinhaoliveira99 😍😍
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user ARIANA WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE???
user WHEN DID THEY MEET???
user I NEED THE TEA RNNNNNN
charles_leclerc 🖤
user OH?
user what is going on in these comments omg??
user shes finally realized lando will never date a girl like her
user hahaha fr she finally deleted all her posts with him
user probably gonna go for piastri now🤣
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yourusername took some time off music but dont worry, im back and ready to prove i dont need anybody to stay successful
vicious is out now💌
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user OH NOWWW LANDO LIKES HER POST
yourbff sooo back baby
user this has to be about lando...
user the lyrics are heartbreaking omg
user you all owe her a big apology for the way you treated her
charles_leclerc you look good in red
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charles_leclerc love it!
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charles_leclerc congrats on the new song!!
taylorswift 💌❤️
user yall better not start switching up!! if you were hating on her, stay away
user are we just going to ignore charles' deleted comments??
user bro was NERVOUS
user we dont know if this is about lando!! they were just friends
user you toxic lando fans need to stay away🙄 she was never seen with anyone else this past year so its clearly about him. hes not some saint you paint him out to be
user exactly!! you guys are acting like you know him
user her shirt saying loyal🫣thats gotta be a diss
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landonorris pretty vicious life im living rn
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user the caption??? the hard launch??? oh thats not-
maxfewtrell bro. no.
user his own best friend doesnt approve of his behavior😬
user this winter break drama is something else
user lando i cant keep defending you. why would you caption it this.
user IS THAT NEW YEARS KISS GIRL ON THE THIRD SLIDE???
user yess i found her @ shes martin garrix's friend and she was at that party
user anyone else notice luisa unfollowed him??
user she chose her side HAAHAH
user pretty ironic cause so many fans were comparing y/n to her and now theyre friends🤣
user whys everyone mad?? its his private life why do you guys care
user oh so now you guys are giving him privacy?? but when he was rumored to be with y/n you were hating...the hypocrisy
yourbff alexa play obsessed by mariah carey🥱
user OOP
user the girls are fightingggg
user not even a y/n fan but this was a bit unnecessary...
user "you dont feel remorse, you dont feel the effects" 🫠
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f1gossip Despite hard launching their relationship just one week ago, Lando's new girlfriend has been spotted getting cozy with a different guy! The leaked pictures have already caused for her to go private on all social medias😬
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user karma is A GOD
user i know y/n is having a good day today
user omfg poor lando :(
user womp womp
user i bet he is regretting his decisions rn😭
user y/n nation won today, ln4 nation taking L after L
user we cant catch a break😩
user WHAT IS GOING ON WITH LANDO RN
user craziest winter break yet jeez
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hey y/n! i know we havent spoken much but ive seen how lando treated you the few times you were at races and i apologize for never speaking on it
i just wanted to tell you you're a great person and your music is so amazing
if you ever need anything please just shoot me a text!
landonorris
y/n you blocked my number?
im sorry about everything baby
can we please just talk?
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yourusername im soooo sorry for your loss😊
my new single feather is out now!! special thanks to @charles_leclerc for helping me out in the music video, had so much making it <3
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user this mv was so hot omg
user I WAS NOT EXPECTING THIS BUT I LOVE
user i know a certain someone is FUMING
luisinhaoliveira99 on repeat already!!
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user im convinced luisa reached out after she saw all the comparisons with her and y/n and they became besties
user wait that makes so much sense
user f1 twitter is going insane rn
user Y/N NATION KEEPS WINNING
pietra.pilao AHH youre so talented bby
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charles_leclerc had the best time on set with you❤️
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user i ship it........
user i want them both
user ofc now shes going for another driver🙄
user oh you guys are OBSESSED with her, get a job
user y/n still has them mad LOL
user l**** would never agree to anything like this
user im literally never getting over this, ive watched it 5 times in a row already
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landonorris a toast to my real friends
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user if this is a charles sneak diss i will cry
user we got carlando content....but at what price
user oh he definitely got blocked by y/n😭
user dw we're on your side lando
user who is we?
user just take the L and move on bro
user the way 2 songs got everyone to switch up on lando HAHA
user not just that but his shady posts too
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miguel but he opens a portal to your room while your asleep.. and steals your used panties AND THIS HAPPENS MULTIPLE TIMES BEHIND YOUR BACK and confront him about it when you see the cameras.
I GOT TO WRITING SOON AS I WOKE UP N READ THIS- I LOVEDDDD THIS IDEA TY 🫶🏼🫶🏼 we love pervy miguel and I’m sorry for the wait anon hope you like it<3
Stealing 🕷️
w/c: 2.4K
pairing: pervy!miguel x f!reader
tags: 18+ smut MDNI!!!! pervy miguel w strong sense of smell, panties stealer, does it often, checks cameras, gets caught, confrontation, teasing, stroking, having him show you, more panty sniffing, jerking him off w panties
Miguel always seemed to have a strong sense of smell. Especially since he didn’t have a lot of the same spider powers as everyone else like spidey sense, but his other senses were more heightened than normal.
This meant a couple of things, for example maybe he could smell an anomaly from a mile away.
Or even know who walked into his office just from their smell.
Or in another sense, have an urge to always smell you. More specifically, your arousal.
He really couldn’t help it.
Especially knowing you usually touched yourself as soon as you got home at night and changed out of the soaked panties to sleep in fresh ones so if he were to snatch the ones from your bin, his sense of smell would be on overdrive.
The first time he did it he felt guilty but that quickly changed when he brought your panties up to his nose and he almost instantly grew hard.
He held your panties to his nose with his left hand and with his right was stroking himself, wishing so badly he could’ve been with you in bed, fucking you to sleep but instead had reports and the multiverse to worry about.
But still that didn’t stop him from at least jacking off to the thought of you while he smelled the slick stain you left on the pretty blue pair.
Precum was leaking down his shaft and his body felt so overwhelmed and even hot. It didn’t even take long for him to cum all over his thighs because your smell was just so addicting, intoxicating.
Which is why there was no shame in stealing more of your panties after that.
Most of the time he always stayed back, whether it be it took long to catch an anomaly, or he was helping someone out at the lab, he didn’t give a shit he’d open up a portal straight to your shared bedroom, go through the laundry basket until he finds a pair that wasn’t just used.
Lucky he was that you were a heavy sleeper…
He ended up having a sick routine of keeping one pair for a solid two days until the smell was practically gone and he had to replace it. He’d portal back and dump the old one, only to get a newer one then to do the same routine until it was laundry day.
After that it was pretty difficult to wait around another day when more laundry would be in the basket so it wasn’t so obvious that he’s been snatching up your used panties left and right.
And this routine worked out well for him, so well he ended up doing it for three weeks. Luckily not catching your period week.
Which might’ve been the whole reason his sense of smell has been overbearing towards you in the first place.
The pain was so horrible and even worse, the urge to have him pounding into you was unbearable.
And you didn’t want to deal with the messiness of period sex. So you dealt with the fucked up cramps and occasional migraine all while feeling the horniest you’ve ever been.
Right at the end of your last cycle, soon as you were in the clear you did not hesitate to practically pounce on him. But the smell of your arousal was somehow even better than it usually was so he didn’t hesitate to ram himself into you as soon as you were both stripped down.
You were just so horny and couldn’t help how bad you needed him and how would he ever deny a rough fuck?
Little did he know how obsessed he’d become with your scent.
So after that he couldn’t really be blamed for wanting to snatch up your dirty panties and use them as his inspiration for a good orgasm because his nose was working overtime.
And thinking he was in the clear, he didn’t even bother to stop his antics when one brutal day came by.
You lived in an apartment with Miguel, although he wouldn’t always sleep there he made sure everything was paid for so you wouldn’t have to worry your pretty head about anything.
Unfortunately it happened to be in an occasional fucked up neighborhood, sometimes there’d be robberies to local bodegas or people stealing cars in the middle of the night.
But luckily Miguel’s overprotective ass had put up cameras soon as you had moved in. A ring doorbell, a camera facing the front door, one facing the bedroom, and another outside the fire escape facing the streets.
So knowing this, it was a no brainer when one of your neighbors had told you their car got robbed and your head instantly remembered about the cameras.
As soon as you got back to your apartment from getting the mail (and the tea), you went into Miguel’s office and turned on his laptop before quickly finding the application that had all the cameras.
You rewinded back to the hour your neighbor had said they were robbed, recording a short video for them to show for insurance when you stumble across Miguel portaling in to your shared bedroom.
You were confused as to why, when he walked over to your sleeping body and covered you with the blanket making you smile.
So sweet.
Then he walked by your closet and your mouth nearly fell off the floor.
He was digging through your dirty laundry.
You blinked at the screen in shock, absolutely surprised that he would even do this.
All while you were in deep slumber, not having any idea what was happening feet away from you.
Your jaw nearly hit the floor when you saw him take a pair of your panties up to your nose and just like that he was gone.
Your eye involuntarily twitched and after just staring at the screen you realized you had to bring this up. You had to say something.
But you weren’t exactly bothered by it. You were conflicted. Confused.
But then all that switched to being turned on because it was your boyfriend of all people doing this.
You bit your lip and rewind it back, letting it play again.
That was when you realized he had another pair in his hand which he buried deep in your laundry basket before finding another one.
Almost as if to replace it.
Your eyes went wide again and you could only stare at the scene before you, in shock yet again.
How long has he been doing this?
You set up a plan to catch him in the act, assuming he’d come back for a new pair. You slipped off the pair you were wearing all day and laid it right on top then went to bed anticipating Miguel coming in.
But it took a while and it took a lot of willpower to stay up considering your body is so use to sleeping so early but tonight would be an exception.
So you kept your attention up by having music play softly in the room because you always needed peace and quiet to sleep so surely you won’t fall asleep.
With much luck, you stayed awake just head on your pillow with the soft blanket covering your body when suddenly the familiar sound of a portal popping up quickly caught your attention.
You closed your eyes and prayed he didn’t know you were awake. You then heard his slow and quiet footsteps as they made their way over to your side of the bed.
You then felt his lips leave a soft kiss on your forehead before quickly disappearing. He walked towards your closet and you were internally freaking out that he was doing this.
Suddenly you sit up on the bed and eyes now open, shocked to see Miguel throwing in an old used pair of your panties and grabbing the one from the top. Only to first give it a small sniff before sighing. Holy shit-
You cleared your throat which made Miguel freeze but it was too late to do anything.
“It’s not what it looks like-“ he starts but you just wave him off.
“You could’ve just told me you know..” you start with a soft tone, not wanting him to get the wrong impression.
“The surprise on my face when I saw you digging through my laundry- you would’ve loved it for sure.” You say and give him a grin which only made him curse under his breath.
He knew the jig was up but you weren’t mad. Seemed more amused than anything.
You beckoned him over and he walked over to your side of the bed while you pet his spot. Without a word being said, he climbed over you then laid down next to you. “Lia wanted me to check our cameras because she was robbed last night…” you say and he sighs somehow already defeated.
“Don’t worry love, I'm not mad or upset, it just came as a shock.” You explain and he chuckles.
“It shocked me as well, honestly.” He replied as you nodded and flipped to lay on your side while facing him.
“Hm why’s that?” You ask and swing an arm over to lay on his torso.
“Didn’t think I’d like it so much.” He answers truthfully as you trace along his covered abs slowly.
“What do you like about it?” You press, lowering your hand down as his breathing becomes more rapid.
“Your smell- the arousal.” He mutters while gripping your used panties with his left hand.
You hum and scoot closer to him, making sure you are touching. You lean in and kiss his right bicep while your hand went even lower, staying put right above where his already aching bulge was. “I don’t mind it y’know…” You whisper as he starts to breathe heavily.
“You’re too good to me.” He murmurs, looking at you with only one thing in his mind.
“I try.” You whisper and start to palm him over his suit.
Within seconds he quickly pressed a button on his watch and his suit disappeared making you touch his cock. You looked up at him and he looked like he was going to combust any second.
You then looked down and his tip was already leaking which didn’t come as much of a surprise. “Maybe you should show me how you do it.” You whisper, earning yourself a groan as you slowly stroked him.
He brought his left hand up with your panties to his nose then put his right hand on top of yours, moving your hand up and down his cock.
You sit up a little and lean over to let some drool fall from your mouth down to the tip, slowly trickling down while you go back to your previous position.
You link your left arm to his right while you make sure every inch of his cock is wet. You look up at him and see him with his eyes closed, mouth opened in the shape of an o while you’re still stroking him at the pace he set.
His nose was buried in your panties, most likely still stained with your slick from seeing the camera footage over and over again. “Bet you looked so good doing this in your office.” You murmur, making him moan and sink back into the pillow.
He thrusted his hips up and made you move your hand faster now as his moans become louder. You moaned along with him purely just because he sounded so good and he loves your moans. You leaned up and whispered more dirty nothings while he started to groan and squirm around.
“Don’t tell me you already wanna cum baby…” You tease softly, making him chuckle.
His eyes opened again and he locked eyes with you while you fluttered lashes innocently. “You’re killing me.” He groans and you shrug.
“I’m sure you’ll be fine.” You mutter and look down, attentively watching the way his cock was moving.
It looked so pretty and those delicious moans had you wishing you caught him doing this sooner. They sounded so needy and in a way, greedy.
You could tell he wanted more just by the way he couldn’t stay laying down but it was fine, only made it more fun for you.
“Stay still baby.” You utter, looking up to see him playfully rolling his eyes at you.
The tables have now changed considering the endless amount of times he’d tell you to stay still and couldn’t.
An idea then came to mind and you pulled your hand away before quickly taking off the little thong you were wearing which was unsurprisingly soaked.
You then grab the pair he had to his nose and pass him the thong before going down, starting to stroke him with your used panties.
“Bet you’ve done this too huh?” You purred to which he just moaned and feverishly nodded.
His thighs began to shake and he leaned his head against his shoulder which prompted you to lean up to gently kiss his cheek a few times. More dirty words left your mouth as you stroked him at a faster pace, this time wanting him to cum undone.
“Such a perv.”
“Just couldn’t help it huh?”
“Needed me so badly..”
This wasn’t the way Miguel imagined this would go at all but he absolutely was far from complaining. In his head this counted as the best case scenario to which he was grateful for.
So he couldn’t be blamed when your words, smell, kisses, and hand overwhelmed his body.
He groaned as his cum shot out and went straight down to cover your panties and hand. It was so cum some also made its way down to his thighs.
Your forehead was leaning against his as he tried to calm his breathing down and you were slowing down, letting him ride out his high.
You pressed your lips softly onto his and he kissed back just as softly. You let his cock go and lay your hand against his stomach. “Was that good?” You murmured, making him scoff.
“Shut up.” He muttered before kissing you more passionately, a hand coming up to cup your jaw gently while his breathing became more steady again.
You pulled away and looked into his eyes, “next time just let me know when you’ll be stealing a pair.” You tease as a laugh escapes his lips.
“Yeah, I might just have to.” He says with a small smile on his face before his eyes slowly start to flutter.
#miguel ohara#miguel ohara imagine#across the spiderverse#miguel ohara x reader#miguel o hara#miguel ohara smut#miguel ohara oneshot#atsv miguel#miguel ohara x y/n#miguel o'hara#miguel o’hara smut#spiderman 2099#miguel o’hara x reader
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I ❤️ black Nina (no but seriously ty guys)
Nina being black was a hc I had for a long time!( It wasn’t one I thought of first/ made myself it was popular before me)I have a whole video explaining why it gives her character sm depth and it gives some much needed representation and diversity!! So when I was blessed with a platform I knew I wanted to have more diversity in the fandom! When ppl asked me to cosplay Nina/ compared me to her I thought about painting my face pale to match hers but I ended up not doing that because I wanted to show that black characters can be alternative and amazing as well!!! Idk if I made her being black more “popular” than it already was, but thank you guys for encouraging me and accepting me and defending me against racism when it came time :))) I love how I was able to make a small difference in a fandom that I’ve been in and loved since I was 11!! Thank you guys for supporting Ninax Toby (again not my original idea! I just made content about it!) I wanted to show that black girls deserve to be in loving healthy relationships even if we’re not perfect or different. I really appreciate you guys:) oh yeah! I should announce that on my instagram I’ll be doing a photoshoot for Nina ( ig seireitonin) I’m literally changing my whole hairstyle for it so I’m excited for you guys to see!!! When you guys say i inspired your Nina hcs/ designs I literally tear up!! Again tysm for your support guys!! Updated cosplay coming VERY soon!! (Also it was really sweet that a character that was so hated before can be seen in a new light. I’m so glad ppl like her a lot more now and she’s getting the love she deserves:))
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I’ve had this though in my heard for awhile, how would Gyutaro react if his lover sacrificed themselves for his sake.
Like it would be something only they could do and the fact they love him so much and would want to see him flourish ever if they aren’t there to see him do that.
I know it’s super angst. I listened to la vaguelette when I had this thought maybe it’ll have some inspiration.
Have a great day! Love your work and have a magical day and a wonderful holiday season!!!! ❤️
𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐃𝐢𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐆𝐲𝐮𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐨
꒦꒷‧₊ Content Gyutaro x gender!neutral!Reader, canon Gyutaro, angst, death, suicidal thoughts, depression
꒦꒷‧₊ Note Ty for this great idea! I love writing angst so this was really fun to write even though I was fighting back my tears the whole time.
You're gone.
No matter how many days pass, Gyutaro cannot come to terms with it. The tears haven't stopped flowing from his eyes. They never do.
Gyutaro can't fathom the fact that you are actually gone. After it first happened, he spent days in your bed. Smothering himself in your scent. Crying endlessly as he reminisced on the beautiful moments you shared together.
You were the only person who loved him without reason. He will never find anyone like that again, and he doesn't want to.
Why did you have to be so selfless? He wishes he taught you how to be more selfish like himself and his sister. Though he will admit that if the tables were turned, he would have sacrificed himself for you in a heartbeat.
He can't handle living anymore. It's too painful for him to just exist, but he knows he can't abandon his sister.
So he stays hidden within her like old times. Like the days when he didn't have a reason to come out. When he didn't have you.
He never leaves. Only if his sister gets her head cut off and needs his help. He'll starve himself for as long as he can take too. Only coming out to eat once in a blue moon.
He knows you died for him, but he can't find a reason to live anymore. So he doesn't. He becomes a husk, a distant memory of what he used to be. His body goes on autopilot while is mind is already long gone.
He just waits for the day to come when a powerful hashira will come to the district and give him an excuse to leave this wretched earth. To be reunited with you again.
If you are watching him from up above, he can at least say that he tried. But really, he gave up when your heart stopped beating.
#gyutaro#gyutaro shabana#gyutaro x reader#gyutaro x y/n#gyuutarou#gyuutarou x reader#kny x reader#demon slayer x reader#𝐑𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐬 ʚ♡ɞ
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For the writing prompts - steddie, 3. “I’m not jealous” or 31. “You weren’t supposed to laugh!”? Pls & Ty
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Thank you so much @steddierthings for your lovely prompt! I chose number 3, "I'm not Jealous" (I was trying to get both prompts but just couldn't come up with a solid enough idea for the two of them)
This is partly inspired by this post that I read recently but I really like this idea and I do hope that you enjoy!
This was the last straw, Gareth thinks to himself, his face in his hands, fingers dangerously close to plunging themselves into his eyes.
“I can’t take it anymore man,” Gareth groans as Jeff takes a seat at their favorite table. It’s tucked away into the far corner of the Hideaway, the thick shiny veneer has been dulled over the years and the honey wood beneath is covered in thick layers of graffiti and carved initials. Jeff is particularly proud of the Metallica logo he painstakingly free-drew out on one of the corners while the bartender wasn’t looking.
Jeff snorts as his gaze travels to Eddie at the bar before falling back to Gareth, who has dropped his hands in favour of glaring at the back of their friend.
"If I have to hear him fuckin' harp about Harringtons perfect lips one more time I swear I'm going to lose it," he mutters before taking one last pull on the nearly empty bottle in front of him. Gareth winces at the taste of warm beer as he swallows the dregs and puts the bottle down a tad harsher than he means to.
Jeff rolls his eyes and smirks, "I don't think it's going to stop anytime soon dude, he's too much of a chicken-shit to actually do anything about it," he shrugs and takes a swig of his own beer, "besides, you remember him after the senior swim meet?"
"Oh my Goood," Gareth groans and drops his head to the sticky table surface, "he didn't shut up about that swim suit, or his moles, for a fucking month".
Now admittedly, Gareth could appreciate that Steve Harrington was hot, he had eyes in his head after all.
But he just couldn't understand this sudden resurgence of Eddie's very vocal pining from afar.
After the whole business with poor Chrissy, the man-hunt that left Gareth and Jeff incredibly spooked, and the sudden earthquakes that swallowed much of their small town, Eddie had come back to their band with a gaggle mismatched party members that trailed after him like lost puppies -including Steve Harrington.
Now, Robin Buckley and Nancy Wheeler made sense. Robin was one of their own -a band geek, sheep adjacent in her own right and Nancy was Mike's sister, whip-smart and twice as scary.
But Steve, former jock and King of the hallways of Hawkins high?
It made no sense.
But, he had been there for Eddie through it all apparently. Steve had sat at his bedside in the hospital, trading off with Wayne and Dustin to let them go home for a rest while they waited for Eddie to wake up. He had brought over food to the Munson's new trailer to help while Eddie was still recovering, and even offered to host their renewed Hellfire nights at the Harrington House rather than the school.
As much as Gareth hated to admit it, Steve Harrington actually seemed to have turned into a decent dude.
Which brings him back to the issue at hand.
"I just don't get why he won't shut up about him man," Gareth says with a sigh, he looks over at Jeff who is busy rolling his eyes and looking for an empty spot on their table to tag with his pen.
"I mean, you would if you've ever been hopelessly in love with someone before," Jeff says with a shrug before elbowing Gareth sharply as Eddie makes his way back to the table with three beers.
Oh…well shit.
"Maybe he just needs a little push," Gareth hums under his breath to Jeff as Eddie plunks the bottles down and slides them across the table toward them.
"What are we talking about?" Eddie asks as he takes a seat on one of the mismatched chairs on the far side of the table, he looks between Jeff and Gareth expectantly with a crooked grin.
Gareth takes the new bottle in front of him and tears at the slightly damp paper label with his nail, as a new thought blooms, he turns to meet Jeff's eyes with a grin and lets the thought travel through their gaze.
I have a plan.
No.
Dude, trust me!
Jeff shakes his head and hides a smile behind his beer as he takes another swig.
"We were just talking about the next Hellfire meeting, maybe we can sweet talk Harrington into hosting again for us," Gareth says, trying to keep his voice level, he leans forward on his elbows and ignores the sigh that escapes Jeff beside him.
Eddie brightens slightly and smiles for a moment before it disappears as his eyes narrow suspiciously, "probably," he says after a beat, "why?"
"No reason," Gareth hums again as innocently as he can manage, "Steve's great, it'll be cool to catch up on how the Hoosiers are doing, that's all".
Eddie freezes across the table and Jeff kicks Gareth's leg, hard, he fights off a wince at the impact and kicks back.
"I uh," Eddie stutters out as he slowly seems to gain his movement back, "I didn't know you liked Basketball".
Gareth waves his left hand and drops his gaze back to the bottle in his right, trap set.
"I don't follow it that closely, that's why it's nice to talk to Steve about it," he lies.
Gareth has no interest in Basketball and has not in fact spoken to Steve much, outside of thanking him for hosting their last session. He can feel Jeff's gaze boring into the side of his face, it's one lie, one little white lie and it's for a good purpose, right? For love!
He tries not to let Eddie's somber face eat away at him for the rest of the night.
It's at the next Hellfire night that Gareth decides to kick things up a notch despite Jeff's warnings.
"Just don't do anything really stupid man," Jeff tells him over the phone before the game. It wasn't like it was malicious, Eddie just needed a little push in the right direction.
Maybe a big push.
Gareth takes a deep breath as he walks into the kitchen of the Harrington house, he'd never been here himself during the wild party phase King Steve had been infamous for and he can see why it was the central hub for the popular crowd.
The kitchen itself is massive and the in-ground pool outside the window seems like it would be fun in the summer without the chill of April winds and the tarp covering it.
Steve is in the kitchen talking with Eddie, he's wearing a slightly oversized forest green sweater and tight blue-jeans which --even Gareth catches himself staring a little too long at. Focus.
He's bent over the oven and putting something on a cookie sheet onto the middle rack before standing back up and closing the door. Steve takes off the floral oven mitts and sweeps his wild hair away from his heat-flushed face. Eddie seems to be listening but his eyes are just slightly glazed over and lingered far too long on the swell of Steve's jean-clad ass as he bent over.
"Hey man," Gareth calls out from the kitchen entrance, he ignores the way Eddie freezes again before slumping into a pout.
"Oh hey," Steve says, his voice tinged with slight surprise, "you excited for the session tonight?"
Gareth nods and siddles up closer to the pair, he leans around to take a peek at the oven behind them and sniffs the air exaggeratedly, "oh what did you make for us this time Harrington? I swear, if you cooked for me like that every day I'd die a happy man".
A pretty pink blush blooms over Steve's cheeks and ears as he fumbles with one of the oven mitts, and Okay, if Eddie doesn't make a move soon maybe….
No. Focus up man.
Steve's large hazel eyes flick from Gareth to Eddie so fast he almost misses it.
"Uh, I mean, it's just some pizza rolls, I didn't actually have time today," Steve mumbles with a shrug, he doesn't seem to notice the furious glare that Eddie shoots Gareth's way, too busy turning around to set the timer on the little plastic egg on the counter.
"Next time, I'm sure," Gareth says with a smile, knocking his shoulder into Steves and leaning into his space, a startled high pitched laugh bubbles out of Steve who shrugs again.
Eddie reaches out and slings an arm around Steve's shoulders, tugging him slightly away from Gareth and into Eddie's space. He watches, fascinated as Steve relaxes slightly into Eddie's hold.
"Stevie here does such a good job taking care of us," Eddie says sweetly into Steve's ear, he may as well have pissed in a circle around the kitchen and told Gareth to back off and eat glass, it doesn't go unnoticed the way Steve seems to bask in the attention -to Gareth anyway.
Ah well, in for a penny.
"How is it that someone hasn't snatched you up yet Harrington? He cooks, he cleans, he hosts game nights? Like a regular Carol Brady or something," Gareth asks, his voice almost wavers as Eddie's hackles rise. Eddie's normally soft brown eyes have hardened and he's looking at Gareth as though trying to figure out if he could actually get away with kicking him in the shin, or somewhere slightly higher.
But then all at once Eddie sags, he abruptly drops his arm from Steve's shoulder and stomps out of the kitchen leaving Steve and Gareth alone as the back door slams shut.
Well shit.
Steve's eyebrows crinkle together worriedly as he bites his bottom lip, his eyes trained on the back door, "that was mean," he says softly before finally shifting his gaze to meet Gareth's surprised face, "I know what you were trying to do, but I don't think he was really ready to talk about it yet man," Steve continues with a shake of his head before seemingly steeling himself.
Steve breathes out a long sigh and hands Gareth the oven mitt in his hand without looking at him, "that timer is going to go off in about eight more minutes, just flip them when it goes off and then put them back for another ten".
And with that Steve steps around him to follow Eddie out the door.
"I told you not to do anything stupid man," Jeff's voice floats into the kitchen from the hall, Gareth resists the urge to knock his head into the wall beside him.
"I know, I know," he mumbles as Jeff takes the spot that Eddie and Steve had vacated, "I should probably go apologize, can you watch these?" Gareth gestures towards the oven as he hands over the mitts.
Jeff's nods and rolls his eyes again as he leans back against the counter, "I better hear groveling dude," he calls out as Gareth makes his way towards the back door, "don't think Eddie wouldn't kill your character just to spite you!"
Gareth walks a little faster at the thought.
Without a porch light the yard is dark but for the pale moonlight that stretches over the lawn and patio. He makes his way down the stairs but pauses as soft voices reach his ears.
"I'm not, I'm not jealous man," Eddie scoffs, his voice comes out in a sharp growl.
"No, Eds, that's not what I'm saying--"
"Why would I be jealous, I don't own you, you can date or screw whoever you want Harrington," Eddie says again, his voice now bitter and soft.
There's silence for a moment before Steve speaks slowly, "whoever I want huh?"
"Be my guest," Eddie scoffs again.
Gareth tip toes over, closer to the corner of the house and crouches down beside the bushes before peeking around the corner, just in time to see Steve step forward and slowly cup Eddie's face before leaning in to kiss him.
Gareth resists the urge to cheer in relief, but it's a near thing.
Eddie is frozen for a moment before he seems to come back to himself, his hands rise up to thread into Steve's hair and around the small of his back as Eddie walks them backwards into the side of the house, he presses Steve against it drawing out a surprised gasp which Eddie swallows with a please hum.
Gareth takes this as his queue to back away slowly and tip toe back up the stairs, no need to add voyeurism to his list of crimes for the day.
When Steve and Eddie do finally return to the kitchen, Steve's hair is in complete disarray and his lips are nearly as red as his flushed cheeks. Eddie grins widely, radiating happiness, and saunters in with his arm loosely draped around Steve's waist.
Eddie spots Gareth hovering awkwardly near the oven, Jeff pays neither of them any mind as he takes out their treats from the oven and asks Steve for a hand plating everything for the kids in the living room. Steve smiles knowingly at Jeff, his eyes trail over to Eddie and Gareth once before he snags a platter from the cupboard and leads Jeff to the farthest side of the kitchen.
"I suppose I have you to thank for that?" Eddie says quietly, the rising volume in the living room teases the arrival of the kids at any moment.
"Yeah, look I'm sorry man--"
Eddie waves him off and claps him on the back with a small smile, "eh, it's fine, I needed a little push, wasted a lot of time thinking I didn't deserve everything I wanted," he says softly.
Eddie snorts suddenly and a playful grin blooms over his face as he brings up his hand to poke Gareths chest, "Besides, I'm your DM remember? I can throw an ancient red dragon at you guys next time and tell the kids it's your fault".
Eddie cackles as he leaves Gareth in stunned silence to join Steve and Jeff on their way into the hallway. He slips his hand into Steve's back pocket as he joins them.
Gareth groans quietly, and starts mentally writing out a new character backstory, he has a feeling his current Elf Ranger wasn't going to last that much longer.
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Since the ask box commands to vote Bumble in that tourament (which I did, cuz she was SCREWED over to the extreme) could you talk a whole lot about BB!Bumble's dyspraxia? Since we are talking about the *everything in canon* she got for the High Crime of being a fat foreigner woman and abuse victm in warrior cats, let's talk about the universe where we add disabled to her list of High Crimes but she isnt done dirty as balls(sorry if all this is worded weird)
Plus, I'm personally having issues writing a dyspraxic character (mostly because i kinda suck at absorbing information about things like disability when not using characters as exemples) and you've really helped me in the past with making characters with BPD, so it would be personally useful in character making
(Sorry if I'm rude, I deeply respect your work and it greatly inspires me, especially Clanmew)
All righty! BB!Bumble's dyspraxia!
First off, for newcomers;
WHY I ADDED DYSPRAXIA TO BUMBLE
In canon, Bumble is called a fat, useless kittypet, before being dragged back to her domestic abuser. She then dies while trying to survive on her own, starved to the point of emaciation before Clear Sky murders her.
A very common fandom response to this is essentially, "shes NOT useless! She could hunt/fight if you taught her!" And a lot of AUs will have her survive, learning how to be Truly Useful with all the same skills as everyone else.
I won't lie; I think that's very disappointing.
You're not refuting the rotten heart of this ideology, you're just doing what DOTC already does with Jagged Peak. You're AGREEING. You're saying she WOULD be useless if she couldn't hunt or fight like a wild cat, giving her Coolgirl Badass moments to haha embarass her bigots, and Actually the only problem here is that they didn't give her a chance.
What if they GAVE her that chance, and she COULDN'T hunt or fight like them? Would it be okay to send the battered housewife back to her domestic abuser? Hopefully fucking not!
Let's be frank; None of the groups in DOTC are starving. Not even after the prey sickness pandemic.
"Starvation Rhetoric" is an excuse, only ever rolled out by monsters like Clear Sky as justification for stealing land, murder, and throwing out cats the groups deem unworthy of life.
Yet, this gets rolled out for Bumble specifically, by the MOOR CATS, who are supposed to be opposing his ideology.
And that's where I'm starting from.
Okay. What if she couldn't perform physically like other cats?
What if she was part of a group that DID have real concerns about not having enough food?
How does Bumble herself cope with her feelings, and her desire to help her friends and contribute to a group that loves her?
Let's go through all that, and attack the heart of the idea. In fact, we're going to be doing a lot of it, with a significant portion of early ThunderClan being disabled cats.
(Thunder Storm has three legs. Bright Storm has asthma. Sunlit Frost loses the use of both front paws and ends up with chronic pain.)
Bumble's Dyspraxia
The first thing to know about dyspraxia (or DCD, Developmental Coordination Disorder) is that it comes in a LOT of different forms. The next thing to know is that it's RIDICULOUSLY common. Some estimates say 5% of the population has it-- 1 in 20 people.
It's heavily associated with autism and ADHD. The "classic" symptoms are general clumsiness and motor control issues, like having a hard time tying shoes. But these are also symptoms of dyspraxia;
Short-term memory issues, but not long-term
Being constantly covered in bumps and bruises
Having a hard time telling lefts and rights
Difficulties holding pencils or writing in general
"Wobbliness" including tripping mid-step or tripping over your own feet
Issues in the acquisition of "muscle memories," being slow to acquire physical skills.
Stuttering and taking long pauses before responding to someone else speaking
Most dyspraxics won't have all of these, these are symptoms. Not a checklist.
My partner describes theirs as like "constantly working with cold hands through a layer of gloves." The stiffness of being in a freezer, paired with the general delay of having a cover over your skin.
Mine is more focused on the mental side, acquiring new skills is unnaturally difficult, my reaction time is delayed, and I stumble into things.
Every person with dyspraxia is different, but what links us is that we're uncoordinated. We can't help it, telling us to try harder or pay more attention doesn't work. We aren't being careless-- our brains don't send signals to our bodies properly.
I'm basing Bumble's off my own. Her mate, Turtle Heart, shows her over and over how to hunt. It never sticks. She tries to pick up battle moves from Thunder Storm to help defend herself from Clear Sky's goons. It doesn't work.
She's really trying, she really is. The Moor group quickly loses patience with her, and Bumble is well aware that she's only tolerated on Turtle Heart's vouch. Her worst fears come true when Tom steals their children, and her mate is killed trying to retreive them.
That messes with her, and makes her believe that she really is worthless and a burden.
ThunderClan was FOUNDED on Thunder Storm's fury, breaking off his supporters to retreive her from exile, and Bumble's struggle with self-worth begins in earnest.
There's one thing she's confident about, and really loves. Bumble is trilingual, outgoing, and confident in her ability to talk to others. That's what she can add, and what she wants to do.
ThunderClan is different. It works with every strength and weakness of its members, and values diplomacy to keep it afloat against the odds. Bumble really is needed, but eventually even her translation work becomes less special as more kits grow up bilingual. Eventually, this too feels taken from her.
And then it's back to square one. Her mate is gone, one of her kits betrayed her, Owl Eyes is a big strong man who doesn't need his mum anymore. She's left with her fumbling paws, taking more from the pile than she puts in.
One can only hope she realizes that ThunderClan was born out of love for her. That it was never about what she could add. She didn't have to confront it in the main story because so much was happening, but as peace settles over the forest, it's time for her to start to unpack that idea.
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hi love! i was hoping you could write more about Dalton, maybe like where he meets the reader at a Halloween party from a sorority, since Chris is trying to get him a gf. It can be kinda like a Cinderella kind of thing since everyone is wearing costumes and masks, he doesn’t know who is the mysterious girl that danced all night.
I love this idea so much!! This was a ton of fun to write! I don't think I actually said this was a Halloween party, just a masquerade party, so if you want to imagine it taking place at a different time you can. I hope you enjoy and let me know what you think! :)
Warnings: switches POV, movie references, fluff, maybe a little angst?. 1.8k words.
A/N: I loved writing this so much and it actually inspired me to do a Halloween Writing Party, so I'll be posting more information about that at the beginning of October! The title and the last lines are references from Another Cinderella Story (2008), and I recommend listening to the song 'Just That Girl'. :)
Just That Girl
“We should go.”
Chris looks at the party invite on the desk, then looks around like she’s entered an alternate reality.
“Who are you and what did you do with Dalton Lambert?” Chris asks.
“Chris, it’s a party where no one knows who anyone else is. It’s a party with no complications, no danger. Let’s do it.”
“I don’t know what’s happening, but I am agreeing because this will never happen again. And we can finally get you a girlfriend,” Chris states as she stands.
“It’s a party, not a date. We need masks and costumes.”
“Oh, dear Dolphin, never fear when Chris is near.”
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“The wig doesn’t seem excessive?” you question, holding the synthetic hair up to your head.
“No. It is entirely necessary, it pulls the whole look together,” your friend insists.
You roll your eyes but comply, tying your mask on before securing your wig over it. Your friend adds a few finishing touches before deeming you ready to go.
“I didn’t realize sororities had so many themed parties with such strict rules,” you state as you exit her bedroom.
“Yeah. Which reminds me, you aren’t allowed to take off your mask, change your costume after you arrive, or tell anyone your name.”
“My name?”
“Yep. Gotta let everyone wonder who the mysterious pretty girls are.”
As you descend the stairs, all the sorority sisters are already welcoming guests, and people are dancing and talking. You nod to your friend and go your separate ways. Walking through the growing crowd, you notice the many costumes and masks. Entering the kitchen, you’re surprised to see only two people getting drinks.
“You’re still not going to tell me where you got this costume so quickly?” the boy asks.
“Flynn Rider,” you interject, “wherever she got it, it’s a great costume.”
He looks up and smiles, the only part of his face visible. “Thanks.”
The girl looks between the two of you before walking away, asking a guy to dance as she exits the kitchen.
“Would you like to dance?” you ask.
“Sure. I’m not very good, never really danced before,” he answers, taking your hand.
“No one’s good, we just pretend to be. Let the mask give you all of the confidence you need,” you whisper conspiratorially.
He laughs, and you wrap your other hand around his forearm as you navigate through the crowd entering the kitchen. He pulls you closer and doesn’t let go until you’re on the dance floor. You interlock your fingers behind his neck, smiling at him as his hands settle on your hips. He begins swaying you as a slower song plays.
“I know we’re not supposed to talk about personal things, but the girl you came with?”
“Best friend, former roommate, constant pain.”
You laugh and lean closer to him, wondering what you would be talking about now if you were elsewhere.
“What about you? Here with someone?”
“There is no someone to bring.”
He dances with you for three slow songs before the DJ changes the music.
“One more? I love this song,” you declare as the beat speeds up.
“Your wish is my command,” he answers, bowing before following your lead.
As the song ends, your friend comes over and asks you to help her make more punch, so you tell your mystery man you’ll see him later, hoping that you really do.
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Dalton watches the mystery girl walk away, catching a glimpse of the clock, which says it is nearly midnight. He sets out to find Chris, wondering how he can tell who she is with all these costumes. Luckily, he hears her before he turns a corner.
“You ready to go?” she asks.
“We can hang out a while longer,” Dalton answers.
“You want to dance with mystery girl again.”
“Yeah.”
“And you’re going to try to find her tomorrow, I hope?”
“If she implies she’d be okay with it, absolutely.”
“I saw you two dancing; she’d be totally on board.”
They agree to meet in the front yard in thirty minutes and then go different ways. Dalton spots the girl walking out of the kitchen and rushes to her side.
“Any chance you have one more dance in you?”
“For you?” She responds, “Absolutely.”
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You sway through the end of a song, resting your head on your mystery man’s shoulder, attempting to wish your mask away. He pulls you closer, his hands on your back as he leans down to whisper in your ear.
“I have to go, my friend is waiting.”
You lean back and look at him, pouting. “You’ll find me, right?" you whisper.
“Is that what you want?”
“More than anything.” You smooth his jacket as he nods. “I’ll be waiting. Thanks for making tonight so special.”
“Would you get in trouble if I told you something personal?”
You nod, then mumble, “Unless it’s really vague.”
“If we meet again, I’d like to draw you. But for now, our time is up.”
You hold his eyes as he backs up, your shoulders slumping when he finally turns around. Closing your eyes, you force yourself to remember every detail of his smile and his eyes.
“May I have this dance?” someone asks beside you.
Watching the spot where your mystery man just left, you accept the offer to keep yourself from chasing after him.
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“The sorority house isn’t a good idea, is it?” Dalton asks, pacing his dorm.
“Nope. They won’t tell you anything. Those shrews will probably conspire to keep you apart.”
“Shrews?”
“If the shoe fits.”
Dalton rolls his eyes and rubs his neck as his gaze drops to the sketch on his desk. He has drawn every detail he remembered but doesn't know how to find her.
“What if you just hang out in the center quad? You'd see her eventually, right?”
“I’m not going to do that, Chris. One, super creepy. Two, tons of students walk by at different times of day, it would be nearly impossible to find her that way.”
“And obsessing over her picture to devise a plan to find her isn’t super creepy?”
“Not when she said I could.”
“Wait, if you told her that you draw, why don’t you just hang out by the art building all day? If she’s as interested as she said, which she is, may I add, she’ll find you.”
“You’re a genius, Chris!” Dalton yells as he runs outside.
“I know!”
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You watch all of the students exiting the art building, standing on your tiptoes to get a good look at faces. None of them appear to be your mystery man. Sighing, you drop your head and walk to your class.
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Dalton waits outside the art building for two days, but his mystery girl never comes.
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By the end of the week, you feel like crying because it seems impossible.
“You look miserable,” your friend says as she enters your room.
"Because I am.”
“Mystery man?”
You nod, looking out the window as if he'll be there.
“Don’t give up, it’s only been a few days. That party idea was stupid, I see that now.”
“Especially stupid if you fell in love with a guy whose face you haven’t even seen.”
“Alright, Cinderella, buck up and find him. You’re not doing any good sitting here.”
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Dalton sighs as he slips his sketchbook into his bag after class is dismissed.
“Dalton, a word?” Professor Armagan asks.
“Of course.”
“Your works recently have been different. Not bad, only different. It’s as if the energy surrounding your art has shifted.”
“What could cause that?”
“Any emotion. Has something happened recently?”
“I met a girl at a masquerade party.”
“And now you’re living a Cinderella story?” Professor Armagan asks with a smile.
“Something like that,” Dalton answers before chuckling.
“Dalton, you’re an artist. Use the girl to make the art, and the art will get the girl. Does that make sense?”
Dalton tilts his head before shaking it.
Professor Armagan pats his arm. “It will.”
As Dalton walks out of the building, he thinks about what Professor Armagan said. He doesn’t realize his bag is unzipped until someone says something.
“Excuse me? You dropped this.”
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You pick up the paper and call out to its owner. Unintentionally, you see the drawing and look up quickly.
“Your hair is long,” you observe as your mystery man says, “You were wearing a wig.”
“You actually drew me,” you state, holding the picture up. “I thought that was just a line or something.”
“Beauty like that has to be documented. And I needed to remember what you looked like while I was searching.”
“You looked for me? I’ve been looking for you.”
Dalton mirrors your smile, stepping closer as he takes the sketch from you.
“We had to have passed each other.”
“I waited outside the art building between my classes but never saw you,” you explain.
“I must’ve gotten out while you were in class.”
You raise a hand and brush the hair from his eyes. “The mask did a disservice. Anything that covers that face does.”
“You’re one to talk. Who convinced you to cover up that face and hair?” Dalton counters, raising his hand to hold your wrist by his face.
“Can I kiss you?” you ask. “I wanted to run after you at the party and do it.”
“I’ve wanted to kiss you more every day since,” Dalton whispers. You lean forward, and he places a hand on your waist to stop you. “Am I allowed to know who I’m kissing?”
“The girl in the picture,” you tease before telling him your name. “And I’m guessing you’re not really Eugene Fitzherbert?”
“Dalton,” he tells you.
“Well, Dalton, pleasure to meet you.”
“And you.”
You raise both hands to his jaw as you kiss him, shivering as his hands pull you closer by your waist. Tipping your head back, Dalton deepens the kiss just as you pull back.
“Will you go on a date with me? Preferably one where I can see your face?” you ask.
“I was about to ask you the same thing. I’m never letting you hide from me again.”
“Yeah, my friend called me Cinderella,” you tell him, laughing.
“My art professor said I was in a Cinderella story. She also said ‘Use the girl to make the art and the art will get the girl,’ whatever that means.”
You tap your hand against Dalton’s chest excitedly. “That’s exactly what happened!”
“So I’m the only one that doesn’t get it?”
“Dalton,” you begin, and Dalton has never heard his name sound so good. “You drew a picture of me, and then you dropped it, which is how we found each other again. You used me to make the art, and the art got me!”
Dalton smiles and nods. “I guess you’re just that girl.”
#dalton lambert x reader#dalton lambert fluff#dalton lambert fic#dalton lambert imagine#dalton lambert#insidious#insidious the red door#requests#fem!reader
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Restraint
Kinktober 2022 | Bondage
Pairing: Billy Hargrove x fem!Reader
Summary: Billy has a particular skill with tying knots and wants to try it out on Reader.
Contains: kinda dark!Billy, bondage, gagging, slapping, p in v sex. 18+, Minors DNI!
A/N: Okay SO there’s obviously something wrong with me because when I watched that scene below made my silly little brain go “omg Billy knows how to do bondage!!”
This one is dedicated to @duramater97 for being so encouraging with this idea and with my Billy fics in general! Sending you big love & bondage!Billy <3
Throughout his life, Billy Hargrove rarely had the opportunity to exercise control but when he did, he relished in it.
It transpired in small ways such as driving like a maniac to take over the road or shoving people out of the way in crowds.
Most recently, he found it at his job at the Hawkins pool. He discovered a peculiar talent in tying knots as he was usually delegated the tedious task of tying up the lifebuoys to their post.
This didn’t escape your notice as you practically drooled over him wrapping the rope round his elbow and his hand in a loop absentmindedly. A sly smirk appeared on his face when he turned to see you admiring the way he dragged his finger and thumb down the rope while he wound it round his arm.
“Don’t worry, princess. You’ll get your turn to be tied up.” He promised in a low whisper as he walked past, chewing his gum so that the minty breath fanned your face. He left you with that thought, staring at the lifebuoy tied so tightly to the post that not even a large gust of wind could tear it from its position.
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Billy kept his promise that night. With a singular piece of rope, he had tied your tits, wrapped the rope around your neck and tied your hands behind your back. The knots he had fashioned made it near impossible to move and when you did struggle against them, it would pull on your sensitive tits which created a sharp pain.
He had you bent over his bed, pounding into you from behind. The mirror was set at the other side of the bed so you could watch the whole thing. Billy used one hand to hold your tied hands in place and the other to pull your hair back, forcing you to watch the reflection of him fucking you.
You were used to rough sex with Billy but it was like he was a man possessed as he marvelled at your restrained body, completely under his control.
Resourceful as ever, Billy had used a sock to gag you and you were very aware of just how pathetic you looked. Sharp breaths were pushed out of your lungs with each roll of Billy’s hips. Without being able to squirm or writhe, you felt the full extent of his length stretch you out over and over.
When you closed your eyes to try contain yourself, Billy yanked your hair back further creating a burn in your scalp and inspiring a muffled scream from you.
“Told you to watch yourself being fucked, didn’t I, princess?” Billy hissed, still on his hunt for control.
With a suppressed whimper, you nodded and continued to watch yourself. He confidently winked at you in the mirror while your face looked worn out and like you were close to tears.
Billy thought you looked perfect like this, strung out, bound and gasping for air all because of him. With each thrust, his stomach met your ass cheeks and practically pushed a moan out of you every time.
“Careful, baby, my dad is just downstairs. Don’t want him to hear you being fucked, do you?” He warned, eliciting a moan from you as you approached your climax.
He manhandled you on to your back, slipping back into you which made you both let out a guttural groan. Your legs were thrown over his shoulders as he rutted into you, grabbing the rope in between your tits for leverage.
Your breasts bounced up and down and ached with being pulled by the ropes. Your arms were sore from being made to lie on them, not to mention the rope digging into your wrists and definitely leaving a burn. You choked out mewls which barely left your mouth as the gag muffled them.
All of this was offset by the deep white hot pleasure that Billy was causing in between your legs.
No longer being forced to look in the mirror, you squeezed your eyes shut as you came, crying out against your gag. Billy didn’t relent or even allow you any sort of recovery as he set a punishing pace. It had you approaching another orgasm with the first one having barely subsided.
He grabbed your face possessively, squeezing your cheeks until they ached and leaned down so his face hovered above yours.
“I could get used to you like this, princess. All tied up for me. I can do whatever I want to you.” He smirked and slapped your sore tits which made you shriek.
All Billy did was laugh in response and say: “that’s right, you’re all mine.”
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🌻Brassius headcanons🌻 (companion post to this one, now with added imagery (a single screenshot but so worth it))
-In his mid-40s but refuses to accept it, which manifests in ways such as: pulling all-nighters like a young student, skipping/forgetting meals, continuing to make an impression on gym challengers by leaping from the tops of windmills, roofs, whatever's convenient. Any of these habits could break his fragile body. Speaking of which...
-He started doing the wild leaps in school as a cool stunt and way to show off and be memorable, but he has a private reason also — it's his way of defying death and mocking his illness. By gods he's going to live and not only that, he's going to do it in the most avant-garde way.
-tbh I haven't pinpointed exactly what is his chronic illness. Asthma? Hey wouldn't it be ironic if he has a severe pollen allergy while loving and being surrounded by plant pokemon? (just like me fr) Also I'm still on the idea a friend told me of him describing his symptoms as thorny vines in his lungs (which could be his creative way of describing a common asthma attack, and of course he styles his hair in the same manner because he's just Like That).
-Nature and the turns of seasons are his religion. He dabbled in paganism in his younger days. Found the modern practices too commercialized, but keeps it in his heart, in private.��
-Super pretty when he was younger. Wore his hair long, and with it being so thick and wavy, it cascaded about his (fuller, more lively) face and slender neck, even when he had it pulled into a ponytail. Stormy grey eyes always in deep contemplation of Art. Elegant ways of moving and speaking, radiating beauty with every step and word... honey what happened.
-(Nothing, it's all still there if you know what to look for and Hassel sure does, he is an expert on beauty, after all!)
-Hassel 💗💗 What a long, complex history he has with Hassel. They were good friends as students long ago, both being in arts & music classes. Brassius looked up to the multi-talented Hass from day one, always inspired by him and his bravery. Of course he fell in love with his muse, but for one reason or another, they never could quite be together, at least for very long. It might take Hassel until the present to reconcile his feelings, but will it be too late? (please I have a whole fic I want to write about this, of course I love them being Extremely Married but consider this: 20 years' worth of Mutual Gay Pining and the angst what follows)
-Just like born musician Hassel has some art in him, natural artist Brassius has some form of musical talent. After all, he's the Verdant Virtuoso — a term that skews toward musicians. I like to think he's got a good singing voice.* Belts out tunes while he's in the Art Zone. In perfect Spanish Paldean because he's bilingual.
-Whenever the mood strikes him (rarely, anymore), this guy can get a little kinky. He may carry a rope to help him climb high for tall sculptures (I guess???), but it also comes in handy for tying up unruly dragons~
-He's had many more partners in the past than Hassel has, and therefore a lot of practice. Not so much these days, however. His art, gym, and health come first.
-The Surrendering Sunflora Story: it's easy to tell that Brassius, at the beginning of his art career, let his personal vision suffer because he was focused on being more of a content creator, gaming that algorithm in endless pursuit of fame, fans, and money. The stress got to him, making his illness flare up to near-fatal levels. Was there anything else stressing him out at the time? Was he battling debilitating depression as well? Because he was prepared to die from it all — whether or not his debut work succeeded. And then Hassel appeared. "It was then I met Hass." So they must have become friends a little later in their student lives? Out of nowhere comes Hassel to remind Brassius of the meaning of Art, and that saves his life. Where's that meme picture of the creature holding onto a wall and going i think i need a moment wait
-It's p much universally accepted that Brassius gave Hassel the Applin that would evolve into the latter's Flapple. I think Brassie did so after the Surrendering Sunflora exhibition was complete to express his feelings. Unfortunately, Hassel, not being from this part of the world and unfamiliar with nearby Galar's customs, thinks it's simply a friendly gesture of appreciation. Hang in there, Brassie ❤️🩹
-Maybe once Hass figures it out he'll give Brassius a Dipplin in return.
"There are two bodies sharing one sweet home! It's more symbolic than the Applin, right? Surely they know this in Galar...?"
"No, Hass, Dipplin's apple is only found in a region that's very far away, so it doesn't have that kind of meaning..."
"🥺🥺😭 B-BUT IT'S USSSS"
†Meta: isn't the Pokemon world inherently pagan? I know we like to throw around the name of Arceus and/or Mew as though they are God, but... they're not really? Do not let me get theological on this post about my grass blorbo hfhfhsh
*Look, his deep, deep Japanese voice did things to me, and learning that seiyuu Nakai Kazuya voiced Mugen of all people (and some other guys I guess, Zoro if you go there) amuses me to no end hhhn
#gym leader brassius#brassius#ephemeralartshipping#hassius#pokemon sv#pokemon scarlet and violet#please enjoy my brainrot#rotating them in my head 24/7 in between other paldeans haha
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hey, I hope this isn't weird to say, but reading about your Fallen London OCs inspired me to start hashing out my own OC's background/personality/etc. If you don't mind - do you have any tips for balancing roleplay/the story of Fallen London with its grind if that makes sense? ty in advance!
Hey there! Yes, I can speak to that.
In summary:
find a friend to exchange letters with in game
have activities to do in between action refreshes that will allow you to be creative and think about your character/the story
design a picrew/draw something/moodboard for your character
write about your character: it doesn't have to be a whole fic, just something to get excited about them with!
use the ambition as an opportunity to explore their fears, why they want what they want, and what lines they won't cross for their goals
do historical reading on the side, if you're so inclined
think about your character's reactions to doing the grind and their emotional investment
don't stress. don't feel like you need to know or finish everything right away. this is a game that takes years to finish, not months. go at your own pace. don't worry about what endgame players are talking about or what a guide says you should be doing. do what you want to do. if you're having a good time, that's all that matters.
8 1/2: the official subreddit is a tense and argumentative place focused on efficiency more than story, go there at your own risk
the game has hundreds of hidden gems. the most impactful stories aren't always the ones that come at the end of long grinds, but little card based things, or something you read in "airs of London," or a niche activity in a certain location. find the ones you love and make them a part of your character's story.
I tried to limit as many spoilers as I could, at least in the early game until my ambition was over, because I found it enhanced the story/roleplay if I reacted in real time with my character.
More detailed answer:
When I first started the game, I went into it totally blind, no wiki and no context except my good friend who got me to start playing. Do what feels right for you in terms of how much outside info to seek, but please, take the game at your own pace and don't overthink the amount of content. There's no rush. The game is grind-y, but there's no need to stress about big things you haven't gotten to yet. One step at a time.
When I ran out of actions on a grind, I wrote letters in game to my friends' character(s). I drew/designed outfits for my oc, and I started writing slice of life fics with them that led to deeper thoughts about character backstory, development, and trials. Since I went in without any outside information about the lore, I felt as if I was discovering stuff alongside my character and was doing my own historical reading on the side to get ideas. The book How to be a Victorian by Ruth Goodman is a good book about the day to day life of England in the era, though it doesn't touch on super diverse experiences.
The ambition quest gave me lots of thoughts about roleplaying, but the main stories aren't the only opportunity to develop your character's story. There are hundreds of hidden gems in the game! Since this is a horror game, thinking about what my character is afraid of and what lines they won't cross helped me to roleplay.
Giving your character an emotional reaction to the grind can help too. What methods are they using to get what they need, and why do they want it so much? How tired are they. How desperate are they.
Without spoilers, there are a few parts of ambition: nemesis that I got stuck on for weeks at a time because I needed to unlock a certain area or get a certain amount of resources. My character Orsinio had an increasing sense of dread as he grew closer in his preparations to traveling to the new location for the first time, knowing it would be a test of character and his life would not be the same after going there and doing what he meant to do. As the story grew more challenging with grinds, he was forced to wonder how far he'd go for his goals. Later, when a large amount of resources are required to progress the ambition, I gathered them through means Orsinio would have used as a character (ye olde wilmot's end/newspaper carousel). He felt a closer connection to his lost brother by meddling in the great game and doing investigative journalism.
I hope this all helps. Send me a calling card if you want to send letters :) Enjoy the journey, my friend!
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I saw teen!Aegon in your post so... headcanons about dating Tennant!Aegon?
Ty is my babe, I love him, so your wish is my command! I wasn't sure if this was Westeros!Aegon or modern!Aegon so... given the term, "dating", I went with modern!Aegon. I'll be honest, 99% of this is inspired by Ty's character in that UK drama "Consent" that he just appeared in, since that character was literally so young!Aegon coded.
Disclaimer: Ty is 20 - nearly 21 - and an adult, please do NOT send hate to me. If it makes you more comfortable to read the imagine as being the Aegon played by Tom, go ahead, but I wrote it with Ty's portrayal in mind.
Warnings: sexy time mentions but not in terribly explicit detail, usual fuck boi shit. Also, I was going to do separate SFW and NSFT sections but... this is Aegon. It's all not-safe-for-tumblr to be honest.
Being In A Relationship With modern!teen!Aegon - Headcanons
(Side note: Ty baby please do more things because typing your name in the gif search brings up a LOT of gifs of your dad and I nearly posted this with a gif of him instead of you)
Oh he's an absolute fuck boy
Before you got together, he was known for sleeping around and not having a single serious relationship - all he wanted was a bit of fun, no strings attached. You had always thought he was hot, but you knew letting him use you was only going to cause unnecessary pain
Your sensible ideas disappeared down the toilet when you attended a party at Aegon's house that the whole school/college was at, and somehow (no doubt partly due to the unlawful amount of alcohol in your system) you ended up dancing with him - 'dancing' meaning grinding back against him as he wrapped his arms around your middle, mouth on your neck and hips firmly pressed to yours
Dancing downstairs in front of everyone very quickly became a hot and heavy fuck upstairs in his room, and you ended up falling asleep in bed together
You woke up the next morning in his bed, with him fast asleep beside you; you tried to leave before he woke, but he'd wrapped his arms around you in the night and you accidentally jolted him as you got out of bed. He blinked in the sunlight, squinting at you and frowning sleepily. "Come back to bed," He mumbled. "Too early." When you nervously mentioned that you should probably go, he frowned even more, this time a little sadly, sounding exhausted as he muttered, "No... don't. Want you to stay."
To be honest, you had expected that it was just a hook-up like all of the others he fucked, so you were shocked when later that afternoon (after his hungover had started to lessen somewhat) he smirked and told you, his voice low, "I've wanted to fuck you for years... And now you're mine."
And that's that: suddenly you're dating Aegon Targaryen.
Aegon is... not the most romantic of boyfriends, it must be said.
He absolutely tells all of his friends about fucking you, he describes your moans and body in explicit detail to them, bragging of how many orgasms he can pull from you; he also shows off the nail marks and bites you've left on his skin, much to the hollering of the other boys
He absolutely has a group chat with the boys and is constantly sending them shit like "holy fuck just got the best bj of my life", "just got the life sucked out of my cock", "drowning in pussy" or whatever
When the two of you are together in public, be it in the corridors of college or out somewhere together, he always has his arm slung around your shoulders - it's his way of showing that you're his, that you're taken by him, and he smirks proudly about it. If there's a seat somewhere - a bench, a cafeteria chair, whatever - he'll sit down and pull you onto his lap, which usually leads to you two making out or him groping you in front of his mates as they laugh and make catcalls
You two are the bane of the teachers' lives, they're so sick of telling the two of you to stop dry humping on school grounds
Away from his friends and alone with you, he's... slightly softer. Only slightly, mind you, but still.
Aegon very much just always wants to fuck; what starts out as innocent study sessions to try and help him with his coursework always results in some form of sex. You genuinely do intend to help him... but he has very different ideas - not that you're complaining, of course...
You had once thought that all of his bragging and ego was ridiculous, that he was probably absolutely dreadful and just boasting to impress his friends - it's safe to say that while he brags far too much about his prowess as a lover, he is excellent in bed
Sex isn't that romantic usually, it's a wonder if you're both entirely undressed to be honest, but it's hot and heavy and he knows exactly what makes you feel good. He prefers being on top as he fucks you, getting to force you down and maneuver you around so you feel good around his dick, but he's not going to complain when you ride him either
It's usually after sex that he'll sigh, pull you close and quietly admit things to you that he's never admitted to anyone before; that he knows he is not good enough, that his mother and father are always going to be disappointed in him, that he has no idea what he wants to do with his life. "Aemond is mother's favourite," He murmurs as you trace patterns over his bare chest. "And father... he's always preferred Rhaenyra over us, even when one of her little shits took Aemond's eye out..."
None of his friends see the way his shoulders slump when he comes home to his father's car gone yet again, the way he flinches ever so slightly when his mother says his grandfather is coming to visit, when she shouts and berates him for his failing grades... but you do. Apart from his brother Aemond and sister Helaena (his youngest brother Daeron is away at some prestigious school for gifted students, you learn), you're the only one who sees it.
You know better than to ask him about it, better than to raise the subject when it causes him so much pain - but your actions speak enough. Your kisses and touches are a distraction, a way for him to forget that he's the family disappointment, that he will never be enough
"Fuck them," You find yourself telling him often as post-coital exhaustion takes over both of you. "You're enough for me."
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Hi again! I loved the first one that you did, very amazing!
(I don’t know if you do the normal NiD but if you don’t, you can do the swap au ^^)
So how will reala or swap nights react if they started to fall in love with the reader/visitor (but they won’t admit they have feeling for the reader) that’s always so nice to them even though they are trying to take their ideya, even if they try to scare the reader by doing something dangerous like dropping them from a high point but ended up catching them at the last second and the reader is just happy thinking it was some sort of game that Nightmaren play.
AA- Yw and ty so much!! I don't do only the SWAP!Au but I also write for the original! But if you like both of them, I can do that! Hope yoy enjoy it!
NiGHTS [NiD]:
Reacting to falling in love by a Visitor
NiGHTS is a carefree being, despite their rebellious and fun nature, they also know to be charming and kind. Usually would hang out with nightopians and a few visitors, so he tend to have few friends across the road;
But when his eyes has fallen into yours, seeing how oustanding, adventurous and just naturally adaptive to your surroundings, is what catched his attention;
Althought you two met in a awkward situation, where NiGHTS was stuck at the Ideya Palace as a attempt for them to return as their old habits as Wizeman's servant;
You helped them to get out of the palace and by the exchange, NiGHTS helps you to flee from the nightmarens, as also kick them out of your nightopia;
Despite his intentions at beginning were to just get rid of that palace and give you a little helping hand as a "thank you", your attitude and bravery has brought him a different feeling, one that brings him a internal conflict;
It started just as a little respect, that soon it developed as a crush as more you two encoutered, the more he get to know you, especially at how you two tend to share same traits and even opposite ideas too, yet it doesn't interrupt your dynamic with him, is just as great!
One time you and him were dualized to kick over some Nightmarens, but suddenly the egg clock managed to find you dualized with a Nightmaren and by it's magic, you two separated from eachother;
Seeing you falling made NiGHTS fight against the forces to rescue you before you could hit and hurt yourself, that action made you surprised, but smilling warmly to them, knowing that in his arms you are safe;
Even that later on you gotta run back to him and run away from the egg;
What could bring a conflict between you two, is how NiGHTS has to deal with the sins of his past. The shadows always following him trying to bring him to where they used to belong;
This can bring them a uncomfortable feeling and a doubt. What if all these confrontation he got against Wizeman and all he had learnt after they let go from Wizeman's domain, could be destroyed, taken by their worst enemy;
Especially the possibility of losing you, this idea to them can grow into a paranoia that he sometimes would distance himself from you at beginning;
But the way you act fearless, it brings them inspiration and courage, that if he works to protect what's righteous, they can keep you safe and away from any threat coming from Wizeman or Reala.
Conclusion: OG NiGHTS will get closer to you, seeing you as a fun and strong person!
SWAP!NiGHTS:
Reacting to falling in love to a Visitor
His name used to be Illusio, the illusionist nightmaren. Master of shadows and despair, with his high charisma and malicious ideas, Illusio is known from their frightening position from Nightmera;
Ideyas wasn't the only thing Illusio can conquer, they can go much forward as conquering a whole dreamscape to bringing a Visitor to a spinning sorrow of void, with no Ideya to help them to escape or awake from the nightmare;
He is terrible and they knows it, is what makes Wizeman proud of them, besides... He is the greatest creation has ever made;
And for your unluck, you turned out to be his next target;
At start it was just a plan, to swoon you over, to get control of you and your land, sounded like pouring sugar to a cup of coffee, but little did he wasn't expecting that you seemed to be bolder than any other idiot that has fallen over his schemes;
This makes Illusio frustrated, irritated and yet intrigated by this difference;
Is you just like that? Are you trying to be harder? One thing little did you know that, nightmarens are natural challengers and they don't like to lose to a challenge;
Illusio had to improvise, being friendly and sympathetic to you, such as helping you to get your ideyas back as a way to trick into trusting him even more;
But as more this goes on, more he seems to be weirdly attracted on you;
And that's something that surprises him, but does not make him scared by the idea;
If you are convincing enough, he might spare your little land. But do not think you are free from him;
He will visit you, to see you, talk with you, as he attempts to steal your ideya. He thinks that the way you react and giggle to his words, makes him annoyed, because it is strangely cute and he hates it;
One time he attempted to throw you on a cliff, in a playful matter, this way it would be easier to get your ideyas, but these pitiful emotions that flows into his mind, makes him to go down and get you before you bump your head to the ground;
And the fact that you just giggled at this made him go "?????????";
Yeah you are one of a crazy person, which is interesting;
He is not very insecure around you, instead he is pretty direct and honest, it can be brutal, but he always meant it as a way you can learn things either at the easy or hard way;
And as soon he fully manages to swoon you over, he will get your Ideya, but as a sign that you now belong to him and that Wizeman got plenty ideyas for himself;
Conclusion: You will turn to be Swap!NiGHTS/Illusio little play thing lol
Reala [NiD]:
Reacting to falling in love to a Visitor
Reala always been focused to his job, known to be as a nightmaren of realism, bringing your deepest, grotesque secrets, fears and insecurities out of your essence;
As a nightmaren ruler and Wizeman's loyal servant, never was a easy task to do, but he would do anything for his defense and authority;
It feels like nothing could touch this nightmaren deeply;
That was until he had met you, a visitor that appeared and saw him for the first time;
When they had met you and started to know you, seeing how you are active around unlike his introverted nature, is what brought him in a deep conflict on why he is creating these emotions to you?;
This is wrong, this couldn't be happening, Reala would surpress his feelings towards you, as he still manages to take away your ideya no matter what;
But if you get to use the right keys on him, showing kindness and managing to handle him well, unlike any other visitor that has to deal with nightmares and never handled well with them;
At this point you will see Reala showing slowly his respect towards you;
It is not easy for him to open up fully, especially by the idea of these emotions and this relationship might interfere his role and what's left of respect towards them;
But if you both manage to understand eachother and slowly creating a beautiful connection, Reala will give you tips and help you how to handle the nightmares better;
About attempting to scare the visitor by throwing them on a cliff and catching them, Reala probably wouldn't do that, unlike Illusio, but he would scare you off everytime to catch you out of surprise, just to bring relief and for you to get used to it.
Conclusion: Bro won't accept his feelings this easily
SWAP!Reala:
Reacting to falling in love to a Visitor
After rebelling against Wizeman, tired of being the second or the leftover, he decides to live a life for him and not for others no longer;
These moments of running, flying and meeting the side he never got to admire of Nightopia, makes him wonder how much he would had lose it;
He had met several people around nightopia during these rebellion, but when he met you, his eyes softly sparkles just as his demeanor;
He showed his interest towards you by actions, he is not a maren of words and even so, his words can be a bit confusing or just playful;
Even if you ask them, they would reply with: " ... Maaybe? "
He wouldn't deny or supress his feelings, since he no longer feels like he needs to keep themself away of what they want or need;
And if he would ever do something dangerous, it will never happen, since he rather keep you safe than getting you in the middle of it;
But he would play along with you, by scaring you off;
Conclusion: SWAP!Reala is more chill and is not afraid to express himself unlike his past self
SORRY IF SOME OF THESE SEEMS A BIT OFF OR ANYTHING, did the best I could on this one! Thanks once again for sending me this ASK!
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hi hello! i hope youre doing well :] i enjoy reading your writings and i love them very much <3
can i request a tsukasa x gn reader going on a date at an art gallery? whatever happens in the date is up to you! thats all thank you sm!
->𝐂𝐚𝐧𝐯𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞
Art isn’t one of his specialties, but the new role he was given requires artistic inspiration. What better way to find this inspiration than an art gallery date?
With Tsukasa Tenma | ty for 388 followers
Genre - fluff | cw - none, Rui is mentioned a bit, the start is a little rushed, kinda short as well…
“So you’re saying… I have to portray a painting in its beauty in this role?” Tsukasa asked a certain purple haired male.
“That’s right, but I’m sure you’re capable of that. I���ll have the script done in about two days. So get into the artistic spirit by then, yeah?” Rui replied. He had his typical cat like smirk plastered on his face, knowing how sudden his request was. But Tsukasa doesn’t have to be in the art spirit for another week or so. It was only a heads up.
The two parted ways soon after. The whole way home, Tsukasa was brewing up ideas on how he could get the right inspiration. Which leads you to now…
“What are your ideas, (Name)? Stuff like this is hard to find inspiration for without getting distracted!” Tsukasa was pacing back and forth in his room, talking with his hands much more than usual
“Hey now, calm down. Sit down and take a deep breath, we can look for something together.” You welcomed him with open arms, far too open for him to hesitate.
You opened your laptop and started searching, the aspiring star peering over your shoulder. ‘Artistic attractions in my area’ you searched. It was almost baffling how little attractions were around besides art classes.
But you and Tsukasa were persistent and determined. You continued scrolling while he examined every link that appeared.
“Wait- click that one!” He pointed at the blue text, you obliged and were greeted with a colorful page.
“An art gallery…” You realized.
It seemed pretty legit, not to mention it had pretty good ratings. Four stars with over 800 reviews, how wasn’t this one of the first links that showed up?
Clicking through every page the site has to offer, you saw how organized this place was. Through the few pictures alone it seemed so… clean. Not to mention it costed hardly anything to get in, no reservations needed. If you didn’t read through some reviews, you would have thought it was a scam.
“It’s perfect (Name)! I’m sure I’ll get all the inspiration I need there in just a few minutes. Let’s call it a date so time past those few minute’s aren’t wasted!” He exclaimed, far too excited than any other would be to visit an art gallery. But this was Tsukasa after all.
“A date it is, but don’t forget our main purpose for being there!”
“Yeah yeah, let’s just rest up now so we’re refreshed.”
Humming in response, you closed your laptop and placed it on the floor next to the bed. Following Tsukasa under the covers before drifting off to sleep.
Morning rolled around, birds chirping at the large window. You groaned at the sunlight hitting your eyes the moment you opened them, the orange boy next to you seemingly agreeing with your discomfort. Despite that, he got up and stretched his limbs after the long slumber.
He yawned, standing there for a moment before his eyes widen in realization.
“We gotta get ready!” He exclaims.
“Tsukasaaa, we have a few more hours before we have to leave. Can’t we sleep in today?” It was true, the gallery didn’t open for another hour or so. It had to be around 8 in the morning right now, right?
“We don’t have time for sleeping in! Look at the time, it’s 11 now, we overslept already!” He was definitely being a bit over dramatic. You guys went to bed a bit late sure, but you didn’t oversleep that much.
You didn’t bother getting into this debate with him, and rolled out of bed yourself. You deadpanned at him for a moment, making him shiver.
“Hey don’t give me that! Let’s just eat and start leaving, alright?” You nodded in response, exiting his room.
Breakfast was simple, but it was enough to get you through till your next meal. While you ate, Tsukasa took the time to get himself ready before you could take up the bathroom for too long. He knew your morning routine- and it took forever in his eyes. So he insisted you ate while he got ready, and he ate while you got ready. It was a fair deal.
You finished your plate the same time the bathroom door swung open, signaling it’s your turn. After about 30 minutes or so, you both were all set.
“What kind of art do you think we’ll see?” You asked, his amber eyes peering over to your figure.
“Well… definitely paintings?” He chuckled at his joke, while you let out an exaggerated sigh.
The gallery lobby felt so… clean. The floors were perfectly polished and the walls looked so smooth. A warm light filled the entire room, setting the mood for what was in this gallery. You both paid for your own entries, and were finally led to the real thing.
“Now, don’t forget the main purpose of this trip Tsukasa! We’re not just here for a date, you need inspiration for the new role you got!” You whisper shouted. Your words reminded Tsukasa of what he needs to engage in right now.
With that, he carefully inspected the first framed painting on the left. He pointed his finger at the painting, and traced it in the air. If he did this anywhere else, he probably would have been accused of his usual shenanigans.
“I see… its style. The brush strokes are visible, but they blend in perfectly at a distance. But when you get close up… it still holds that same beauty.” He remarked. He smiled proudly at himself for the understanding, and lead you over to the next painting.
He seemed a little more troubled with this one. It had less lighting than the previous painting, and was slightly harder to make out.
“Now, instead of trying to grasp the style, try grasping the painter instead. What do you think they were going for?” You asked. He appreciated your advice, he always did.
“I think… they were trying to make something distinct. Something that looks clear, but actually isn’t. The lack of light pulled that together, I can see why there’s less highlights in this one.”
Tsukasa was typically unserious, but when he was serious, he really was serious. And this was one of those moments. You can tell how badly he wants to get this role pinned down just by the way he’s looking at these canvases.
The next one was loud- figuratively. The colors contrasted each other in all different ways, and carried a more abstract look to it. Unsurprisingly, Tsukasa was quicker with this one than the last two.
“It’s colorful, full of life! I think the artist was doing everything they could to catch someone’s eye with the way the colors line up with each other. It’s bright- but still carries those shadows and highlights.” His hand was holding his chin, squinting a bit at the brightness in this painting compared to all the others.
“So… what do you think you got so far?” You asked.
“I think I understand what painters look for in their paintings. But I also think I understand where their heads are at. Some thrive for attention from others, but others prefer to work in the dark. Either way, both artists are working towards the same goal, a finished painting.” He replied.
You smiled a bit at his words. He was really determined to improve his acting skills, wasn’t he?
“So what’s next, wanna keep looking around? Or…” he cut you off.
“I definitely got the inspiration I needed! Not only that, but I got meaningful time with you as well! Let’s head home now, I need to let Rui know I got my inspiration as well.” He mumbled that last part, a little worried at what Rui wants him to do for this role exactly.
You laughed, and left the gallery hand in hand with each other. Even if it was quicker than you thought it’d be, you got to see Tsukasa in a serious yet sincere demeanor. It wasn’t something you got to see that often, and you were grateful you did today.
It was a nice reminder that despite his typical lightheartedness, he was still passionate and serious about what he does. It’s a part of him you fall in love with all over again every time you see it.
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Long overdue final ebg post (lmao)
bc I need to get this out of my system...
Tag for all the posts/storyline
Art by the amazing lovely precious cutie Aine @/ainescribe
First of all I want to thank @i23kazu immensely for allowing me to participate pls I was SO unsure at first haha and she absolutely killed it with the interactions, the lil side project, the prompts, the scores tally... it's just so much work, kudos to you Ying fr!! It was a super fun game.
Shoutout to my besties/mutuals
@silentmoths @ainescribe thank you for your lil asks I love seeing your characters aaaaaaaa 💕
@floraldresvi @moraxsthrone and all the anons I got, your sabotages here and in discord were brutal omg Vi you almost made my cry //pos bc I wanted to react/respond to Li's messages 🥺 EVERY SINGLE TIME ghgnhgnghgn and NOT KEL MAKING MY GIRL HAVE A WET DREAM/SPICY MEMORY TYVM 💕 the way I had to contain myself hELP I loved it svcgavscgvsjgacbkackl
@meimeimeirin you also sabotaged me a lot, meanie //pos I loved SO MUCH your asks/little stories aaaaaa thank you for engaging so much when I know you're super busy 🥺 it def made my day everytime, ty for bringing the girl home and solving my silly lil mystery hehe 💕
@kurikurikurisu GIIIIIRL it's so funny to me that we kinda started interacting more on the last ebg for Rin and then I was like "she's a cool person I wanna fren.... 👉🏻👈🏻 but I shy...." took my sweet time to invite you to the server and turns out THIS ebg got us closer (I think? ehe?//hit) we didn't interact much in tumblr with each other's plots but bOY were we emotional support in discord, we really were in this suffering together 🤝🏻 mhm //nods nods 🤣 thank you so much for being interested in my lil silly plot and my girl aaaaaa
As for the "plot" and other things... (this got so long I am so sorryy;;;)
Well at first I wanted to do kinda a normal ebg, no plot or anything bc I don't think I have the smarts to do an elaborate game/story lmao and I kinda wanted to have more established s/i lore??
And then I realized
hey
I can use the ebg to introduce my s/i!!!
See I'd been working SO hard on her names lately, researching and studying in-game adepti lore and stuff and I though why don't I make it a simple game where the goal is to guess her name (with me giving hints ofc) and at the very start I had the idea of her losing her memories so she could re-discover/remember things about herself alongside the "players" learning them. Whoever character I got as my bias would help her and get to know her too along the way, even npcs (or in the rare case of me getting Dottore/Pantalone, probs be the villain for her memory loss lmao)
And then I got Kazuha. And it was so SO perfect.
I took inspiration from Spirited Away with the plot point of having your name/memories/identity stolen and for some reason I remembered the whole Ino-shika-cho koi-koi card combo from Summer Wars I just had this vivid mental image of a scene where Kazuha dropped the biggest hint by writing the Kanji for Butterfly (Chō) which doubles ofc as the Hanzi for Butterfly/Crystalfly (Dié)
written the same pronounced (and romanized) differently :3c
I was very proud of myself//hit
also
I did not end up making haiku bc they are complicated but I at least tried to loosely keep/emulate the 3 phrases, phonetic rhyme and sensory elements while referencing my lil plot lmao
✧˖Originally I was gonna blame it on a playful tanuki or smth but I don't think they're powerful enough youkai lmao it was probably a kitsune.... we may never know
✧˖She was technically never in any danger yeah but imagine being lost with no memories and no way to know if you could get them back even because every person she met kept telling her they didn't know ofc she'd break down, or at least me, I'm very crybaby and neurotic sometimes//HIT
✧˖Yes this entire thing was technically Zhongli's fault since he did write her a letter addressed 亲爱的晶蝶 ("My dear Crystalfly/Jingdie") and that IS her name woops on a random note I kinda imagine he also signs with something like 你的龙 "Your Dragon" and vice versa with Crys ("My dear Dragon/your Crystalfly") sgcvgajsvcjhacbajkca //squeals kicks feets
And all this started because I was stressing over the fact that "Crys" is not an appropriate name for a Liyue character lmao, I debated for so long giving her a chinese name, but I didn't want to further make her an OC I wanted her to represent me/my blog (also part of me was and still is immensely worried I somehow insult cn ppl by being as some sort of weeabo equivalent or that I am "appropriating culture" or idk I may be dumb but I try to do my research and I prommy it does not come from a place of malice or anything I genuinely love genshin and Li and it's got me interested in a culture/country I funnily enough have somehow interacted with and have friends in but never really paid that much attention to ig...)
and then I just had the epiphany What if I just reverse engineer and name her Crystalfly in cn?
Lore would be that either her name got accidentally translated in documents a long long time ago and ppl started calling ehr Crystalfly/Crys and she rolled with it or she simply adopted the translation/nickname as her name for international settings, keeping her true name more private (hidden in plain sight tbh) p sure the only ones who know are the elder adepti (Ganyu/Xiao included) and Neuvillette (once he told her his real/first name)
(ironically Crys may be harder to pronounce i other languages lmaoooo rip Fontaine)
Anyway this got way too long lmao sorrryyyyyyyy thank you everyone kith kith love y'all bye!! 💕
#crys plays ebg#final post aaaaaa this was all so satisfyinga nd fun and such a roller coaster dshvhsjdbvhsbvks#crys lore#new tag aaayyyy//HIT#I will spam more in the future but not too much I prommy#I gotta go back to writing soon I'm itching hhhhhhh#ty everyone ilu all <3#crys yaps
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