i will say though that while i understand wanting morty to be rewarded just once for daring to be curious and deal with the consequences after (the best he can. even if there's very little he's able to do that will affect the grand scheme of things and it's his grandpappy doing most of the heavy lifting anyway, science-wise i mean).. i don't know how someone could watch this show and expect a simple optimist message at any point ? like finding some of rick and morty comforting doesn't mean it's an objective of it to offer comfort, i think it's been praised for the opposite even, for finding a balance between a certain melancholy and stupid fun

just came here to say that I love the way you write lyney, that guy is fighting heizou for the 👑 of 'king of rizz' 🗿🌺 so pls, could you do a lyney x reader (He has a crush on the reader but still has to confess) where the reader has a friend who constantly flirts with them the same way lyney does, so when they meet each other it just turns into a rap battle between them of who has the best pick up lines, but the reader it's just so oblivious that doesn't understand what's going on 💀 idk it just came to my mind and I found it funny

the reader can be any gender and happy ending for poor boy lyney

SPOILER OF THE ARCHON QUEST 4.1!!!

after seeing all the stress he went through with Lynette and Freminet in the Fortress of Meropide and by the Wolverine man who's name i don't remember atm I just want something funny idk I was sad through all the quest by how bad things where going, especially for him. Give my man a break 🗿🌺

Thank you!! I have been waiting to write this cause it sounds so funny, love a good rizz battle!! I hope you enjoy and don't worry, I'll make sure Lyney gets a happy ending with the reader!

─⊰⁠⊹ฺ🎃𝔾𝕖𝕟𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕟 ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕤⊰⁠⊹ฺ🎃

{༻~Rizz it up~༺}

CW: Gn reader who's a little dense, flirting battles, very slight jealousy on Lyneys part, confessions and fluff at the end! Lyney calls the reader mon amour!

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𑁍༄Lyney:

Lyney winked at you, a small smirk playing on his lips as he held out a rainbow rose between his fingers, trying desperately to catch your attention, but...alas he wasn't the only one. On the other side of you was a friend of yours, gently taking your hand in his and spinning you away from the magician, while you looked at him like he might actually be crazy.

"What's...going on with you two?"

Lyney chuckled nervously, scratching the back of his neck after he shot a quick glare in your friends directions, "Nothing mon amour,... just having a little fun is all. I must say though, it's quite hard for me to concentrate with you around, your beauty is simply overwhelming my ability to pay attention to anything else. Tell me, how does someone come to look like a angel?~"

You raised a eyebrow at his question, not really knowing how to answer until you were pulled away from the conversation by your friend who softly touched your cheek, "Please magician boy, even angels can't compare to you, they'd weep in the mirrors if they even caught sight of your goregous smile~" You were only growing more confused with each sentence and the constant switching of who you were suddenly near was starting to make you dizzy, "Okay maybe we-"

"Oh mon amour, you're smile isn't the only goregous thing though. Personally your laugh is one of my favourite things about you, the sweet sound of it could cure a rainy day in seconds and your eyes, when I look into them I swear I can see the stars.~" Lyney interrupted you, sneaking his arm around your waist and dipping you almost to the ground, face mere inches away from yours, "L-Lyney?"

His heart skipped a beat when he realized the position he had gotten himself into, your perfect body in his arms and your lips so close to his he could almost feel them, if he didn't confess now he'd never find a more perfect moment again. "....may I kiss you?" The question caught you by surprise, your cheeks going red as you stared up at him, was that what this was all about? Had he planned it just so he could tell you his feelings?

In reality it wasn't planned in the slightest, but the thought of such a romantic gesture and the way butterflies gathered in your stomach from the way he was holding you, the answer was simply, "You may.." With your permission he closed the gap, giving you a loving kiss that pulled the two of you even closer together, both of you melting into it so naturally.

Meanwhile your friend had walked away, considered their job well done and silently wishing you two the best.

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◥(•̀￦•́)◤☪︎ ִ ࣪𖤐 ☾𖤓~Have a nice day~*⁠.⁠✧

fantasys your alkaloid‼️ ‼️ ‼️ ‼️ ‼️ ‼️ ‼️  ref sheet of alkaloid for my alkakurei fantasy au that i totally didnt abandon crazy:B here (notes abt world+magic system and other stuff on that post)

stuff abt their outfits and etc under read more

hiiro is fresh from his village baby boy left to go find his nii-san with only his clothes and a trusty satchel at his side- he just goes around looking for his nii-san and etcetc idk how long the gap is but he finds tatsumi and mayo and stays with them for some time and during that time tatsun gets him a coat because baby boy literally only has those and hes just been doing work for some guild (idk how to explain bc guilds require education but i guess tatsun pulled strings for him) so he has money to live while also looking for his nii-san and sometimes he has to go to cold places and one time he comes home after a job in a cold place and hes sick and tatsun is like hiiro-san please take this jacket with you :..) so now hiiro has a coat custom-made for him :3! he's good with elemental magic (the 5 core elements water wind fire earth plant) very versatile and a skilled little guy (not as talented as his nii-san but no one is as talented as nii-san!) anyways yadda yadda he gets a message or smth and is preparing to leave tatsun and mayo but (spoilers for meru fic) meru points him towards the town where everyone else is and yea he goes and finds his nii-san and now his goal has changed from find nii-san to convince nii-san to go back home but he befriends everyone else too and i think they do eventually go on some kind of adventure together maybe more the three younger ppl aira hiiro and kohaku

aira is a little silly fellow he dresses nicely (very inspired by fs2 but i cant stop looking at it and thinking damn he french colored......) and loves magic so much he admires all the grand mages and everyone in the upper echelons and loves watching other people cast spells and such unfortunately for him while he has a decently high innate talent, his control is God Awful which results in magic never going well for him- with no control at all, literally negative control, he can try to cast one spell and something completely different will be cast instead- and the skill level varies too it's literally just a roll of a dice for him if he tries to cast a simple flame spell he might end up flooding the room with a wall of water, it's that bad kkshfkj also he acts like he doesn't like it but he actually loves rabuhan-junior so much he secretly spoils the hamster named after him and rabuhan junior loves him back rabuhan-junior likes to sleep in his hat or on aira's head whenever kohaku goes out and leaves rabu-han junior with aira tatsun has very normal clothes bro dresses like a dad (did you know both of his fs have the same color palettes i didnt but using them as reference made me realize, anyways-) his clothes are very comfortable and easy to move around in, especially given his injury from [spoiler event here ]. he also has a cane and his injured leg has pain suppressor sigils and bandages wrapped all over it his leg isn't completely unusable like its not broken or anything its more like. a kind of necrosis like if you unwrapped it there would be a dark mark thats like icky and sometimes it flares up and hurts tatsun so much that he falls over and :( he found the cane one day in the catacomb (wonder who put it there) he added the begonia himself as a reminder of his sin... shiro is his little mouse familiar that he conjured with the help of kaname! she's a sweet little thing, often found sleeping on an open book on tatsumi's desk. she has the tatsumi-colored ears and legs because she was conjured up rather than a pact familiar. regarding magic tatsun is pretty average on both control and power, but that doesnt really matter because most of the spells he uses are passive spells more used for healing/doing work. he likes to garden and has a beautiful garden of all kinds of flowers at the chapel :) he just doesn't dare touch the flowers in the catacomb, because he knows someone else already takes care of those also that purple gem hanging around his neck is a gift from mayomayo it doesn't do anything and has no magic but tatsun still likes it :) mayomayo dresses in all dark colors because he believes that if he always dresses in dark colors no one will ever have to be bothered by seeing his existence he comes from a lineage that practices forbidden magic, not necessarily all dark but some of the more ... interesting spells . something happens in his past and he ends up leaving, taking with him his tome and well. proceeding to get chased by all kinds of monsters out in the wild because for some reason he just attracts all kinds of beasts poor guy magic-wise he does have the forbidden magic from his family but he more specializes in healing and curse removal- he doesn't dare do anything else for fear of (redacted). besides, maybe he'll one day be able to actually save somebody instead of hurting them, maybe his existence would be worth it some day. the ribbon in his hair (the green/teal one) is from tatsun :) he said mayo would look good in brighter colors and mayo disagreed so tatsun gave it to him and now its become part of his outfit and (i combust into a thousand bits ) also because of that mayo feels like he has to give tatsun something back so thats why he gives tatsumi a purple gem he had that used to hang from his spell tome anyways i still love this au very much and i hope you enjoyed now i will proceed to forget about it again /j i still really wanna write kohaku's fic and then maybe one last one for rinne-kun or smth because aghghj there's still so much that's not developed yet but (explodes)

Hii!!! This is a request for Steve zombie!au

I don’t know how you do it but this au (and everything you write honestly) ITS AMAZING!!!!

I read that you wanted to eventually write about Steve+reader having kids so I was wondering if maybe you could write something like them talking about what they think their future would look like or Steve seeing reader interact with children and it just warms his heart… idk

Again, your work is truly so so so good, I love it!!

Hope you have a beautiful day <3

hi! thank you 🥺 I hope this is what you mean!! steve zombie!au ♥︎ fem!reader

On a rare day where you have work to do in the community and Steve doesn't, he misses you like crazy. He'd complain profusely about this wicked scenario to Robin, if only Robin weren't on shift too. As it lies, Steve is alone, bored and restless with your pillow pulled against his chest. 

Steve is functional. Steve is a fully grown man, with hobbies, interests, and a personality outside of being with you. But Steve is in love, and he isn't ashamed to admit that his very favourite hobby is being with you. You are the most interesting thing around. 

It's cold today, though he wears two pairs of socks, denim jeans, a long-sleeved shirt and a loose hoodie under the thick layer of blankets you keep on the bed. 

You must be cold. 

Your jacket's right there on the door. You'd forgotten to take it with you to the kitchen. 

Steve doesn't feel proud of himself, per se, but he also doesn't feel ashamed when he ends up in the doorway of the cafeteria. School is in session, their makeshift teacher Sammy standing near the dishes trolly with a whiteboard and pen. She's drawn a huge diagram of a piece of paper with cuts missing, and a smaller one of that paper seemingly after the cuts are made, labelled Origami Giraffe. 

He's surprised to see you near immediately, sitting at one of the cafeteria tables with a bundle of the community's youngest children (babies and toddlers not included). 

You're snipping at a sheet of paper slowly, hands held up so the dark-haired girl to your right can reach the crayons in front of you. 

"Will you cut mine for me next, please?" a blonde headed boy asks him. He's pale, and as Steve draws closer he can see the little boy's brown eyes. 

He kind of looks like me, Steve thinks, startled.

"Of course I will," you say gently. "You're a great artist, honey, I love all these purples and greens you're using." 

"It doesn't look like the driraffe." 

His mispronunciation has you smiling. It's an expression Steve knows well, your guilty bemusement. 

"That's okay! Do you know how many drawings of giraffes there are? Millions and trillions, and I bet none of them are as brightly made or as creative as the one you've made." 

"What about mine?" the dark-haired girl asks. 

You pause your cutting to peek at her giraffe. "That's so cute, I love it," you praise. "Wow, I'm sitting with the next Picasso's and I didn't even know it." 

Your voice… Steve's barely ever heard you speak like that. So soft, and so loving. 

Not that you don't speak to him sweetly, half the time he thinks your words are more love than sense, but this is new. That's how parents talk to their kids, how sisters talk to younger siblings, and aunties talk to niblings. It's a familial, mellow sound.

It kind of drives him crazy. He tightens his hands in the fabric of your jacket, head racing with thoughts he hadn't stopped to think of before. You with kids. You with a family, his family. Kids that look like you, that carry your features and your sweetness around for you when you can't.

Kids that don't look a thing like you, or him.

You put down the scissors and hand over a freshly cut, stand-up giraffe to one of the kids. It looks great, and the kid says thank you with a clumsy ardency that you clearly adore. 

"You're welcome, Nina," you say. "I'll do yours next, Hal, if you're ready." 

The blonde boy passes you his giraffe. Before you take up the scissors again, you look at the boy's front, and you laugh kindly. "Baby, your buttons are all wrong. They're wonky, see?" 

"Oh," Hal says, looking down, "I don't know how to do them."

"I can help, if you want." 

He nods voraciously. You start to correct his buttons in silence, and Steve isn't afraid to admit to himself that it's the last straw. There is something endearing, hypnotising about watching you take care of others, he thinks the forbidden words — you would make the most beautiful mother. 

You giggle and straighten Hal's shirt when you're done. "Tada." 

"Thanks," Hal says, sounding pleased. 

"You're super welcome. Stevie?" 

It takes Steve a second to realise you're talking to him. You're looking up at him where he's frozen, concern knitting together your darling brows. "Is everything okay?" 

"I just– brought your jacket. It's cold." 

You stand up from the table and pat Hal on the shoulder, a frown twisting over your face. 

"You look pale," you say, taking your jacket. You pull it on one arm at a time, and tilt your head back as Steve dives in to zip it up. "How are you feeling?" 

"I'm fine," he says. I'm going insane, he thinks.

"You caught me slacking off." 

"This is slacking off?" 

You huff a laugh. "Well, yeah. I should be checking the dates on a box of cornflour right now." 

"You haven't mentioned this," —he gestures vaguely at the table of art's and crafts— "before. Do you come in here a lot?" 

You hum as you wrap your hands around his wrists. You pull his hands to your shoulders, and grin when he gets the memo and gives you a hug. 

"Thanks for bringing my jacket." 

His hand scrapes up your back, trying to pull you closer when you're as close as you can possibly be. "You know how busy my schedule is." 

"I know." Your sarcasm is biting. "My poor boy." Less so. 

You pull away and he still can't believe it. You have an air of content about you, a lightness he's always amazed to see. 

"Sammy asks me for arts and crafts help all the time. The uh, apocalypse kind of threw a spanner into the works for most of these kids. Some of them don't know how to write, or use scissors. And we all know they barely need me in the pantry, they could replace me with a well organised book." 

"Do you like helping out here?" he asks carefully. 

"Yeah, I do." 

His head is reeling. 

The future is a long way away and right here at the same time. You and Steve could make something. 

He doesn't know what you want. Maybe you don't want kids, maybe you won't be ready for another ten years, but the possibility isn't something Steve can ignore. 

"You can stay and help if you want to?" you ask.

He doesn't have control over his own body when he nods, a panging ache in his chest for the possible future. You beam and lead him over to the table of children, taking up your scissors as Steve settles in a chair a ways away from you. 

"Hi, guys, this is my boyfriend, Steve. I bet some of you have seen him before. He's gonna help us with the cutting out, okay?" 

Steve smiles at the gaggle of little faces that turn his way. "Hey, guys. I'm a way better cutter outer than Y/N, so if you want the best giraffe you gotta ask me." 

Some are old enough to understand his sarcasm, and some aren't. He's delighted when Hal, the blonde-haired, brown-eyed boy, turns to you to stroke your arm. "It's okay," he says, "I still think you're the best one." 

"Thank you, Hal." 

I notice no one has asked yet so for the character thing: laios! Or if you want to go for a less common one: the winged lion

Laios!!!!!!

First impression

Honestly its hard to even limit this within the confines of starting the actual manga. I genuinely think I'd have to say my real first impression of Laios was the "autism be damned, my boy can work a grill" joke that gets passed around a lot 😭

Impression now

Older brother.

Loves his friends and family so much. Let him infodump!!!!! A guy that can character arc so hard he becomes a king because its the only way to deal with the things he can no longer let himself look away from. A guy who wants to eat a good meal. A guy who wants everyone to eat a good meal.

A guy who can be all that and still kind of pettily complain that he doesn't get to hang out with monsters anymore & can mope about it soooo annoyingly. A guy who decided to eat the concept of all-consuming hunger because it was the only way to deal with the problem so he might as well try. A guy who can completely change his life by deciding to share his special interest. A guy who can imitate a dog really well.

Favorite moment

Don't make me choooose... okay I'm gonna do three:

1. Assembling Falin's bones with Marcille

The humor. The patience. The slow realization that, despite how absurd of a task it is, it is actually all possible. The moments of admiration for the way skeletons work, the love of the details, the care of assembling all three skeletons just to make sure they get Falin right. Iconic scene.

2. Killing Falin

"Unable to make myself accept. Unable to make myself resist" lives in my soul now idk what else to say. Life is so vibrant and horrifying and raw and beautiful and to let yourself fully be a part of it you must take up space. You must consume. You must fight. You must take and be taken from. Ourgh

3. Talking Marcille down

I love that he looks so goofy on his way up to her. I love the context of how much he refuses to give up on her leading up to this, and how he refuses to give up on her now. I love how everyone is part of this scene, but he's the first one to cross the threshold. I love how she almost blows him up but can't do it (fun fact: this exact situation/post was how she killed Mithrun a couple of chapters ago. It was close).

I love the way he appeals to her mostly just with messy honesty, and I love the silly three rules callback. It's such a sweet chapter.

Also honorary mention for the final page of the story, which gets me every time.

Idea for a story

I'm actually currently fiddling with a longer story concept dealing with the question of Laios needing an heir. Dungeon Meshi is grounded enough in politics that it genuinely feels like a question that the characters will have to grapple with at some point. At the same time, there's no way that like arranged marriage and even having kids in general are not messy topics for Laios and I don't think anyone involved would want to force him to be miserable.

(I also don't personally like the idea of Falin as his heir ftr, bc I think forcing Falin into that role sucks and I don't think anyone would go for it)

So how DO they deal with the issue? Idk! I might write a long meandering story about it! Maybe! I want to, at least.

Unpopular opinion

Ughhhh I don't realllly want to poke this with a stick but yeah I definitely think my most generic (apparently????) Unpopular Opinion with Laios is just that his relationship with Marcille is meaningful and loving. I personally don't view it as romantic and they mean a lot to me as a platonic-life-partners kind of thing, but I also think that dividing relationships in general into Ships TM and Definitely Not Ships isn't really appealing to me personally. I just care them.

(at the same time I really do worry about trying to write about them and it being taken as romantic despite me very intentionally not framing it as such. idk, navigating this stuff is complicated.)

Favorite relationship

UGHHHH LIKE. It is probably him and Marcille. But it's so hard to rank that against him and Falin. Both relationships mean a lot to me and I love them and I love to think about them.

Because him and Marcille have more on the page interactions to dig into and because I don't see them discussed as much, I do tend to gravitate to Marcille & Laios stuff above all else. But like.... don't make me actually commit to picking.

Favorite headcanon

I can't think of a strong answer for this so I'm going to make one up on the spot: I think he giggled to himself soooo much when he included the winged lion in his king outfit but made it so that it looks like the wolf head is eating it. I think he continues to giggle about it years later. I think he gets dressed in the morning and puts on his cloak and goes "get ate, idiot" as he fastens it around his shoulders.

Oh actually for a more genuine headcanon related to the story thing I mentioned above: I think Laios is really good with kids but would be scared of having any of his own. I think he'd have trouble with the classic "I don't want to mess them up the way my dad messed me up" abused kid struggle.

Hey idk if you're taking requests but if you are can I request (the marvel girls) x fem!reader? And if someone started hitting on reader (and like reader flirted back) but (the girls) and fem reader aren't dating yet, they just have a crush on reader but reader doesn't know that, sorry if this is confusing my English isn't so good

I LOVE NEBULA SM YOU WRITE HER SO GOOD

I'm the one who understands you

AHH love this! and dw abt your english babe mine wasn't very good a while back either🩶🩶

carol danvers

even before you're dating carol is very protective over you. and while everyone asks why she protects you but won't ask you out she can't answer. but when she sees you flirt back with someone all her pride is gone. she can't act like you're hers if you literally just flirted back. she'll try to coward away but she genuinely doesn't want to use you. if shes feeling up to herself she'll go up to you two and try to assert dominance. she'll let out a "who's this?" but way less confident than she wanted to. when she sees you don't seem uncomfortable with the presence of the other person she loses a little confidence. she won't directly tell you about it, but shell ask if you're dating the person later.

sharon carter

sharon watches from afar. she watches your every move and is suprised when she sees you flirt back. she's made it very known to you that she likes you but if you just don't realize it. and while she will definitely be a little hurt, she doesn't know how to react so it turns into silence. she'll give you the silence treatment and will honestly be a little mean. not enough to hurt you or intentionally make you cry. her flight or fight almost goes off but when she realizes that she genuinely wants to build a life with you, she eventually confess. after a few days she'll want to confess. she's realized that maybe ignoring you will drive you away and attract you to her 'competition'

darcy lewis

i feel like darcy would lowkey cry:(. like when you like someone so much that seeing them flirt with someone just hurts as if they cheated on you. that's what happens. she'll not want to confront you about it in the moment but later she will question. and jane will be hearing it all. you go to comfort her not knowing you're the reason for her state. in these moments she'll hold on to you tight and pray you want her. she'll be clingy. when you realize why's she's upset she might b a little mad but will eventually forgive you. when you take her out and cheer her up she'll slap you're head and scold you to not do it again

nebula

oh lord you're dead. i feel like nebulas either really mad or gets shy. of course you wouldn't want her. or you're mine and no one else can have you. a mix of both. when she sees you flirt with someone she'll get mad a drag you away from them. asking what the fuck you were doing. when you don't realize it's because she's jealous you'll be a little confused, wondering if you offended her. and shit you damn well did. she'll be mad at you for a while and won't let anyone near you for a few days after. then as you try to calm her down you here an almost inaudible "you're mine".

maria hill

seeing you flirt with someone else hurt maria. and she'll let you know. not in a toxic-try-to-make-you- feel-bad way. but a more mature way. she'll ask to speak to you in private and state things like 'i'm not sure we want the same thing' or 'i thought we had something' something along those lines. but she'll be very sincere and sweet. it's okay if you don't like her but she'd like to know. and sure she's pretty closed off about her romantic feelings, but she'd want you to know. if there's a chance that the feelings are mutual, she's going to take it.

kate bishop

kate would just be baffled. okay you're incredibly beautiful but she always looked away so she wouldn't see if you flirted back. and watching you get flirty and touchy with another person hurt. you always touch her arm like that and she's the only one who gets to make you laugh like that. shes confused because she genuinely thought you two were thingy thing. and afterwards when you get time alone she's asking you all the questions. are you going on a date with them? you like them? when did you meet? you sure you can trust them? but she'll just ramble trying to convince you not to be with them, but with her.

a/n W request bro. got so into them for no reason

I don't know if you open, but I love. No. I adore your house of mouse au, I've seen most of it but I wonder, what if the ob gang see Yuu and the great seven chatting then Yuu saw them, pull them and say 'this is the guy I told you back then', now I probably already read one of ask that contain this, but I wanna see only overblot's first reaction that probably quite fascinating

:0 alright!

It's already been a few months since Yuu has introduced their friends to the House of Mouse. Honestly, they were fine with that, until there was a planned Dorm Leader meeting. Sadly, their usual spot was taken by the teachers for another meeting, but hey, the House of Mouse is always there! So Yuu invites them for a meeting.

Thankfully, Mickey was glad to give Yuu time off ("I wouldn't want you to be focused on work all the time! It's important to keep your social life back at home healthy. Enjoy the show! :)")

So, they wait for the other Dorm Leaders before they take them to their mirror upstairs.

Kalim: Oh! Are we having a sleepover!?

Yuu: No, we're going to my workplace. They're giving me time off so we can have a meeting and enjoy their performances!

Riddle: Well, as long as it doesn't distract us from the meeting...Why are we even in your room to begin with? Yuu: 'Cause we can't get in without using my mirror, duh. *Pushes Idia into the mirror*

Idia: WHY ME-

They go through the mirror, and the others are pretty impressed with Yuu's personal dressing room.

Yuu: Yeah, my boss is the best :). Oh, btw, don't be surprised to see the Great Seven.

Azul: Hahaha, WHAT?

As they walk out, Minnie personally greets them and leads them to a table. Goofy comes by a minute later and takes all of their orders. As they wait for their orders to come, Yuu gauges everyone's reactions.

Azul is, unsurprisingly, writing things down, muttering about "new ideas for Mostro Lounge. Kalim is looking around the whole dining room, his eyes sparkling. Riddle and Vil are talking quietly, commenting on the decor. Idia was grossed in his video game he brought, glancing at anyone who passed by the table. Leona was messing with the center piece, looking absolutely bored. And Malleus just looked happy to be there.

The meeting went well, actually. With a lively atmosphere, the Dorm Leaders were able to have some productive conversations. Yuu was especially happy to be included in future events run by the Dorms. There were a few interruptions, though.

Of course, it was pure coincidence that the Great Seven were also having a get together. But the oddest thing was that THEY WERE AT THE TABLE NEXT TO THEM??? If that isn't planned idk what is. Yuu introduced the gang to one another.

Riddle is all red in the face, probably very embarrassed to meet the Queen of Hearts. He certainly didn't expect to meet her in person! Though she's pretty impressed by him. He knows all 810 rules by heart. What a good Dorm Leader, remembering all the ruels and making sure the rest remember them!

Leona and Scar didn't talk to each other at first, but when the topic of siblings came around, YOU BET THAT THEY WERE TALKING SHIT. Honestly the funniest thing for them to realize this and begin gossiping about the dumbest things people have done in front of them. It's very sweet to watch them vent out their frustrations to each other.

Ursula talking with Azul and giving him tips on how to blackmail convice people to sign his contracts. Maybe even answer his questions about herself or giving him ideas for his business. A magic item made by the Sea Witch herself? For a price, of course~

Honestly, I can only see Jafar tolerate Kalim at best. He sees Kalim as a foolish kid. Though maybe Jafar slightly warms up to him??? Yuu is probably the one to mediate between the two, honestly.

VIL AND QUEEN GOSSIPING ABOUT BEAUTY TIPS. VIL WOULD TOTALLY TELL HER ABOUT MODERN BEAUTY TIPS. They would be the mean girls of the group tbh. I think Queen would also give tips on being a better leader, because despite her vanity, she was probably a good ruler if the kingdom didn't go to hell in the movie.

Idia would 100% be dying inside at Hades' extrovertness. Hades would be very excited to learn more about his dorm honestly. (Wait no Hades would joke about them being related, and Idia would sink into his seat further). The conversation was awkward until Hades asked about the video game Idia brought. Idia would not SHUT UP ABOUT IT-

Malleus and Maleficent would have a lovely chat over teas and biscuts that they ordered. Maleficent would 100% give Malleus any and all advice she had gained over the years. (Maybe advise Malleus to snag Yuu before anyone else got them). They would totally have conversations about the use of gargoyles and how spot a wild one.

It's getting late at night, and the meeting was over, but Yuu convinced everyone to stay. The show began, and it was one of the best Yuu's seen in awhile (to be fair, most of the shows were sabotaged by Pete, which they helped stop).

The night ended with a bang, and all the Dorm Leaders agreed to hold another meeting at the House of Mouse some time in the future.

Idk how attractive jon is supposed to be but he has the stark look and sansa has a thing for the stark look, i mean look at waymar and loras, their descriptions match jon's exactly. Sansa's opinion at the end of the day>>>

I love Sansa’s Waymar and Loras crushes! So cute! I kinda think a good part of what attracts Sansa to any given guy is the romantic notions she can attach to them, not strictly their physical appearance? So while I certainly agree with the Jon and Waymar parallels and think martin intentionally wrote similarities between Jon and her crushes, I believe her romanticized view of knight was a factor as well. Personally, I wish Martin talked about Sansa’s body/ how beautiful she is a lot less, so this isn't a topic I enjoy discussing, but the convo kicked off because of a poll and here’s a screenshot of my totally unremarkable tags:

And here’s what an angry Jon fan posted because they didn’t like the tags on the poll:

They go on to criticize other tags by Sansa fans/Jonsas, but mine were based on specific lines from the books because the question wasn’t vibes but canonical beauty, and it so happens, these are lines I am very fond of because I love NedCat:

And was it really such a terrible thing, to want a pretty wife? She remembered her own childish disappointment, the first time she had laid eyes on Eddard Stark. She had pictured him as a younger version of his brother Brandon, but that was wrong. Ned was shorter and plainer of face, and so somber. He spoke courteously enough, but beneath the words she sensed a coolness that was all at odds with Brandon, whose mirths had been as wild as his rages. Even when he took her maidenhood, their love had more of duty to it than of passion. We made Robb that night, though; we made a king together. And after the war, at Winterfell, I had love enough for any woman, once I found the good sweet heart beneath Ned's solemn face. (ASOS, Catelyn V)

It’s a beautiful passage with a lovely sentiment, so I take exception to classifying this as petty fandom shit when there was nothing intentionally insulting behind what I said, I just think Cat's thoughts about a man she dearly loves were pertinent. Also, Jon’s Stark looks are a big R+L=J clue which is teased a lot in AGOT so it’s intentional and important:

The boy absorbed that all in silence. He had the Stark face if not the name: long, solemn, guarded, a face that gave nothing away. Whoever his mother had been, she had left little of herself in her son. "What are you reading about?" he asked. (AGOT, Tyrion II)

Martin described Jon’s face the same way he does Ned’s here, although the point was ha ha! he has the Stark look not because of his father but because of his mother, Lyanna.

Jon had their father's face, as she did. They were the only ones. Robb and Sansa and Bran and even little Rickon all took after the Tullys, with easy smiles and fire in their hair. (AGOT, Arya I)

Arya heard and whirled around, glaring. "I don't care what you say, I'm going out riding." Her long horsey face got the stubborn look that meant she was going to do something willful. (AGOT, Sansa I)

Sansa could never understand how two sisters, born only two years apart, could be so different. It would have been easier if Arya had been a bastard, like their half brother Jon. She even looked like Jon, with the long face and brown hair of the Starks, and nothing of their lady mother in her face or her coloring. (AGOT, Sansa I)

"Lyanna might have carried a sword, if my lord father had allowed it. You remind me of her sometimes. You even look like her." (AGOT, Arya II)

Now, Ned goes on to say Lyanna is beautiful so a lot of fans really emphasize that and say it means Jon and Arya are/will be attractive, and maybe! It doesn't bother me for people to read it that way, but if you look at the other uses of long face in ASOIAF, or the Stark look, I think it indicates, it's not particularly attractive, and one might even say, it's unremarkable. I didn’t say ugly, its simply unexceptional imo. Obviously the horsey face/horse faced stuff is an insult so we don't have to take that to be a neutral assessment, but I don't think it actually means pretty either, not when you look at how it's used elsewhere.

Anyway, it doesn't matter if Jon is handsome or not because we all were supposed to have already learned that what matters is who he is, not his face. So, while I have no investment in how attractive/unattractive these characters are, I imagine that Jon being Jon is what will make Sansa fall for him, not how pretty he is. Something that might sound kinda like this:

I had love enough for any woman, once I found the good sweet heart beneath Ned's Jon's solemn face

|Dating Mime Bomb|

a/n: GOD i love this mime skdjlsbdksbdks pls let me be self-indulgent lmao please enjoy

pairing: mime bomb x gn!reader

post type: headcannons

requested: yes!

word count: 750+

warnings: thieving, major fluff, brief mentions of past bullying, possibly brief mention of monogamy? (mentioned how you're his fav person), might make a pt. 2, or a drabble, or a continuation that isn't safe for minors lmao idk it's 4am!

Mime Bomb adores you! There’s no use hiding how you’re running through his mind all day. Even if he wanted to, he couldn’t, since anybody could guess from the lovestruck expression on his painted features. He wears his heart on his sleeve.

He’s your biggest supporter, for better or for worse. He’s always up for tagging along on any mischief (preferably criminal) you’re up to. He keeps an eye on you since you’re his favorite person, but invite him anyway! It's the thought that counts!!

Working together on missions is a blast. (Both of you working for VILE or not.)  Between romantic gestures and getting some needed alone time, the beautiful scenery changes the setting from an expedition to a date. Even if VILE doesn’t land their sticky fingers on a prized artifact, you and Mime Bomb never leave the area empty-handed. (You’re holding each others! And perhaps stolen property.)

Indulging in his interests is one of the best ways to make him feel appreciated. Get him some merchandise from a musical and he’ll reward you with either mimed kisses or a gift in return! You don’t need to tell him what you’re interested in, he knows from his pining before you two got together. (Tell him anyway, he’ll love that you want him to know your passions.)

Downtime is the best time. As much as he likes his mime getup, and how loveable you may find it too, Mime Bomb bare-faced in ordinary clothing is a beautiful sight. He can rub his face on your chest/lap/head/shoulder/etc. without worrying about redoing or transferring his foundation, you get a peek into his everyday style, and you can finally see how red he gets after flustering him.

Tease him, be relentless. He’s been bullied, picked on, and made fun of his whole life. He can take just about anything you give him out of pure experience. Lovingly satirize him but give him the space to do it back to you. Not only is this great for inside jokes between the two of you, but it’s almost healing for him. To laugh with someone instead of being laughed at is something he never processed since he was always the butt of the joke. It’s like rough-housing but with words and actions instead of physical contact. Physically tease him too, lingering touches and featherlight kisses make him swoon.

Kissing him, lipstick on or not, is an art form between you both. It’s sacred and cherished, with the everlasting fear that each lock of lips might be the last. Holding hands is also attached to sweet moments. Since he normally wears gloves, it’s not often you’re allowed to feel the skin of his palms or the bones of his knuckles. He’ll allow you to paint his nails, but he normally chooses black so prepare to stock up.

He does daydream about a future with you. Either by a continuation of your relationship now or maybe something big and new. He wants you by his side and him by yours through thick and thin. You’re his person; his rock, and he tries to let you know in every little shared moment. 

Mime Bomb is arguably the stealthiest operative that VILE has had, which means that he’ll be completely silent without always meaning to. You’re jumpscared constantly, but you learn to get used to it since it’s an accident. Little do you know that he purposefully shocks you sometimes, he thinks it’s cute. He also lets you get away with a lot more than he should just because he thinks you’re adorable. Stolen items, deceiving others (not himself, to make that crystal clear), even possibly joining Team Red, He’s turning a blind eye. If your actions carry a heavy burden to conceal, he’ll expect a prize. (Date Night is now THRICE a week!!)

Unsurprisingly, not a bad significant other. What he lacks in experience is made up in enthusiasm. Your dear mime is a theater kid and a hopeless romantic, so he’ll sometimes pull actions or lines (nonverbally) from scenes of movies, musicals, and even a few shows. If you know what he’s referencing, act out the corresponding part to see him stumble before regaining his confidence. 

He feels incredibly special that you’re in his life and your presence is doing wonders for his mental health. Knowing that someone is in his corner after so many years is a comfort he’s never known before. However, he’d like to learn and repay it if it’s with you.

© BXTTXRFLYBXDDIE

wanna write something about our favorite man but don't know what ? don't have any prompts ?

do not worry, im here.

im just a fellow reader, who enjoys a little too much angst and fluff with sad boys (simon im talking about you baby), so yeah i wanna read more, and the refresh button is now broken bcuz there isn't enough fics !!!! and pls free to tag me in your works, ill be glad to read it and everything <3 enough talking ;

AND it's not necessarily quality it's even cliché or seen and seen again, it's just what i would like to read cuz im a hopeless lover.

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PILLOWTALK !!! there is not enough of pillowalk scenarios here, not something long but like short and efficient pls pls pls pls

bonus if simon is slightly drunk, so he talks a little more, going so far as to voluntarily say stupid things to hear you laugh, or get a little kiss to make him shut up the nonsense cuz now he's being adorably silly, but hey, he loves it, so he'll do even more and maybe a make out session or idk maybe ... but drunk!simon needs to be studied fr

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MORE DOMESTIC THINGS TO DO TOGETHER! (and yes im screaming rn)

im thinking of when he calls reader from the bathroom to get help with his haircut. you know he can do it himself, he was doing fine before he met you. but something about having you so close to him, feeling your fairy fingers caressing his scalp, your bewitching smell. all these things make him absolutely need you. no need to explain more.

people, write domestic things, simon needs a little love and calm of a simple life. 😔

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something i saw with another character in another fandom a long time ago but it was so cute that i want, no

I NEED the same thing with simon.

when you need to go to the bathroom, or you're so sick that you have to spend hours and hours in it, simon always goes with you when you first move into your apartment together, to stay with you by the door. you always make small talk, and you're not even embarrassed anymore because it's become a normal thing in your relationship. but simon follows you everywhere, literally, because hey, you're the love of his life so why spend a minute away from you ?

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you and ghost had a fight when you came back from a mission that was dangerous for you. the team decides to go to a bar next to the base, to celebrate this mission that was still successful. and this, despite the obvious tensions between you two. the shots keep coming, the alcohol gets to your head, and the euphoria of the evening only enhances your beauty, which obviously attracts suitors to take you for the night. simon's reaction is up to you, jealous, angry, indifferent (but not too much)

so yeah, I need to see jealousy possessiveness hardness unconditional love (but not in a yandere way lol)

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your evening always ends in front of the TV together. to make an assessment of your day, to tell the last gossips, to take stock of the shopping at the supermarket to be done tomorrow whatever!

tonight it was the sound of the TV that won, you were both silent because very tired! but the caresses, your fingers intertwining, the glances in corner, and the shadow of a smile on the discovered face of simon were there more important than the broadcast program. it's innocent, loving, light, sweet, like a little game. it's like teenagers afraid to be discovered by adults. do you get the vibe ?

something cute, not necessarily nsfw, but AHHH im so in love with him why

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reader is annoyed with simon for x reasons (it's up to you), she starts to hit him on the chest, to insult him, the sobs mix with her anger and it becomes difficult to understand clearly what she reproaches to simon. this one, takes everything, says nothing, and makes everything to appear indifferent and impassive to his crisis of nerves, but in the bottom he is afraid and feels terribly guilty to have put his beloved in this state. accentuate on the difference of size and strength between the two, the blows inflicted to Simon are only vulgar small fags on the arm or the chest. how is he going to make it up to them ? is he going to try to calm reader down, or let them continue until they are exhausted?

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if reader's native language is not basic english, then I absolutely must see simon being in awe every time reader speaks their language. the admiration and love is in his eyes, whether he wears the balaclava or not, whether his eyes are painted black or not, everyone can see that he only has unconditional love which multiplies by ten (when it is already infinite) when he hears your beautiful voice saying words he doesn't understand.

bonus point if simon makes every effort to learn your language and communicate with you. if you listen carefully you will see simon whispering some words after you, while you are engaged in a conversation with someone.

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you know what ? i would love to see a monologue from simon where he talks about reader (because someone asked if he had a partner) little anecdotes, his description of u (personality not physical so we want something inclusive!!!), but most of all HIS LOVE for us. cuz he's so in love, like the only time he talks surprisingly much is when he has to do a briefing of the missions, or when he talks about you, because you're such an amazing person and simon is so in love, and our baby has never received as much love and peace and serenity as he does with you, and does he really deserve it? to be with someone like you? to feel so good in your arms, to kiss you every time he meets your gaze, to lure him to show his colleagues, his friends, shit to the whole world love,

NO, AH, I don't have the words but the word love is now too weak to describe it all. in short you understand me.

You should be with me

Request by anon.

Hi queen, I’ve been reading all your writing and I think you’re amazing! I have a little angsty idea I think might be good Idk maybe reader x eddie where she is also part of the hellfire club and she and eddie get into a fight/discussion because of something, maybe cause her character gets killed off hahaha.

💞💕

Unfortunately, I don't know enough about d&d to write a whole game or killing off a character so I took a different route for the fight. I hope you don't mind anon 🙂💕

Warnings; Angst, fighting, making up. Fluff 💕

The current D&D campaign was forgotten. A rarity in the Hellfire Club but a far more interesting scene was taking place.

Y/n couldn't believe how much of a dick Eddie was being. For all his talk about accepting people for who they were, he was full of such shit at times.

"I can't believe you agreed to go out with Daniel". Eddie hisses, his brown eyes are flashing wildly and he's as pissed off as she is.

Since she told the Hellfire Club at lunch about Danny asking her out Eddie had been an asshole.

"I haven't even said yes yet Eddie! You are being such a dick. Danny is so sweet he's nothing like Jason or the rest of his cronies".

Eddie swears under his breath and narrows his eyes at her. "You are so naive. Jason put him up to this I guarantee it. He's plotting something y/n".

Dustin and a few of the other guys groan and her anger reaches fever pitch. "That's the only reason you can think of why someone would want to date me!".

Eddie is silent because she knows he's not that dumb. He won't make things worse...

"Well yeah". She gapes and Lucas whispers shit under his breath.

Her heart breaks just a little bit because secretly she's always hoped Eddie would be the one who would ask her on a date but evidently it is a concept he finds disgusting.

"You're an asshole, Eddie Munson". She shouts and Eddie's eyes widen in panic and before he can say anything else she leaves sobbing.

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She avoids Eddie the next day still heartbroken over what he said and she really wants to about Hellfire tonight but it's an emergency meeting and as a member she has to attend.

Why did Eddie have to be so mean? Break her heart? Was it because she wasn't pretty like Chrissy Cunningham?

Or was she that repulsive to him?

Whatever the reason she was feeling like shit and kept her head down when it was time to head to Hellfire.

Once again though the campaign derails because the tension between her and Eddie was intense and he kept trying to catch her eye constantly.

"Princess please look at me. You have to let me explain what I meant yesterday". He pleads to her and she scoffs.

"It was pretty clear Eddie. I'm not pretty like Chrissy Cunningham, the cheerleaders". He shakes his head in frustration and stands up walking towards her.

"I didn't mean that at all. I should have explained myself clearly. Was going to until you run off. I think you're beautiful princess, even more than Chrissy or the other cheerleaders".

Slowly the pain she feels ebbs away slowly but she still doesn't understand why he acted the way he did.

"I was jealous. He admits softly because you shouldn't be with Daniel. You should be with me but shit I can hardly compare to a rich, popular athlete can I?".

Oh, Eddie... She cups his cheeks.

"You're such a dingus. There is no comparison because I'll always choose you".

His whole face lights up and he tugs her to him and kisses her.

It's mind-blowing. When he releases her they both exchange shy little smiles.

"Tell that douchebag that there isn't going to be any date. You're mine now princess and I have no intention of letting his slimy hands anywhere near you". Nodding she kisses him again and cuddles into his chest.

She's on cloud nine throughout the whole campaign.

❤

B5 s03e13 A Late Delivery From Avalon table of contents - previous episode

B5 has money problems now that they're semi-independent from Earth. They should consider bringing back the merchandising. :P

Interesting dream sequence. Vision? I suspect we'll find out who this dream having person is in this episode. If he's been introduced already in the show, I can't recall it.

Oh. OH! I'm here for Marcus being friends with Dr Franklin. They seem sweet together. idk what it is about these actors in this show, but their emotions absolutely radiate sincerity.

Ah, the dude having a vision claims that he's King Arthur! If we're about to dip into the high fantasy side of B5 then we're in for a good time. What a hilarious concept, though - King Arthur in space!!

Hm, Marcus is very good with King Arthur. Who speaks perfect modern english and is 1700 years out of time and place. It could have been the Vorlons like with Jack the Ripper, but he knew where he came from and had a reason to be speaking modern English - the Vorlons kept him educated.

Arthur escaped the medical bay and went straight for the saddest, oldest lady in the Down Below. I'm inclined to like him! And to think that he is, somehow, Arthur, even if only in spirit.

G'Kar is so awesome. See someone kicking the shit out of assholes, join in when asshole reinforcements join up. One of King Arthur's new 23rd century knights? And he is! G'Kar is so socially intelligent and so charming. What a great duo they are: King Arthur and Sir G'Kar the Red Knight!

Dang, mental note: make a gif of G'Kar standing up then passing the fuck out. That was funny as hell. Also, I appreciate that Arthur said Gawain used to do that, because I had thought to myself that G'Kar could be the 23rd century Gawain!

Dr Franklin found Arthur's dna match in an Earthforce soldier! And he doesn't recognize a photo of himself. He was at the Battle of the Line, got a medal for valor, and was honorably discharged. But he was on the first ship to encounter the Minbari, the Prometheus. The one that started the war with Minbar, and by the cut of the flashback, Arthur was the person manning the gun who fired on the ship. And then fought in the war all the way through, survived a suicide mission and was discharged.

This begs the question: where did he get the armor and sword? Was he coincidentally a really big Arthuriana buff or did he have to study up?

Marcus was right: confronting him with the information did great harm. And also, Dr Franklin isn't a psychologist. I'm pretty sure that wasn't best practice for such a sensitive topic. And now King Arthur is catatonic! But we need him more than ever in these divided times. :(

G'Kar as Gawain, Dr Franklin as Bedivere, and Delenn as the Lady of the Lake. That's pretty beautiful, actually. Which knight does Marcus get to be? He seems like a Galahad to me.

This is more proof of my Delenn-as-a-telepath theory. She's just involved in so much telepathic and mystical shit, it seems like she must have at least some low level skills.

I can't take any joy in Garibaldi fucking with people when he's such a dick in the first place. He's just a petty asshole who's nice to the people he likes. And that's not the type of person I get along with.

I fully support King Arthur joining the Narnuan resistance. Seems like a place he'll thrive, whether or not he can remember his Earthforce memories very well.

ngl I think he is Arthur. Reincarnated, maybe.

Bester is back in the next!

Hello!! I saw that you also knew TWST, so I wanted to ask your opinion on what dorms do you think the WH characters would be sorted to, and why? (Do feel free to include your OCs too, just go all out!!)

SINCERELY, ME!

oooo i've been thinking abt it for some quite some time, but since there's not a lot of info abt the wh cast (or maybe im just too lazy to research and there's actually sufficient lore), most of these will probably be based on speculations and my personal headcanons!!

WALLY DARLING!

✦ starting with wally, I think he fits pomefiore. I mean— have you SEEN this man? He is beauty, he is grace and he will eat your face if you ever insult his hair. His name is Wally Darling for a reason, gotta look ready and pretty if you're a darling after all.

✦ He could also be in Diasomnia, perhaps? mfer eats with his eyes, i think that's powerful enough.

HOWDY PILLAR!

✦ I feel like Howdy would be in either Scarabia or Heartslabyul. Why Scarabia? Howdy is a shopkeeper so he's probably resourceful and knows the ways in business, he just seems like a pretty reliable and responsible guy.

✦ As for Heartslabyul, you cannot tell this mfer isn't Trey Clover but caterpillar. I may be wrong but he just gives me a lot of Trey Clover vibes so I feel the need to just— throw him into heartslabyul

POPPY PATRIDGE!

✦ Poppy would definitely be in Heartslabyul though. She's always worying and ruffling her feather for her friends, and she'd follow any rule if it meant keeping her friends safe. I have a little gut feeling that she can get a bit ... controlling at times due to her anxious mind but she means good.

SALLY STARLET!

✦ Sally, my sweet summer child, the one i kinned instantly on the spot... Octavinelle. I have no idea why?? but like, she's dramatic, she'd probably say "I'm only doing this because I'm so kind and benelovent ✨" AND LIKE?? I DON'T KNOW. I just think she'd get along with the leech twins? maybe give Azul a few more wrinkles here and there ...

✦ She could also be pomefiore too! Pomefiore is like a fancy dorm, she'd fit.

JULIE JOYFUL!

✦ Julie is a bit difficult for me hhhh.... i just have a gut feeling that she'd be scarabia. id love to say pomefiore but if wally and sally happened to be there, adding julie would just add the chaos.

✦ I got nothing for Julie except for scarabia. She's a fun little silly but she knows a thing or two about being resourceful. Her and Kalim would get into some trouble and Jamil has to take care both of their asses.

BARNABY B. BEAGLE!

✦ Heartslabyul. I won't explain any further other than this mfer would give Riddle a run for his money. And also because he might a stickler for rules in a way??? Like he wouldn't exactly enforce them on others, he'd follow them if it's convenient enough and if it will save his ass from getting handed to him.

FRANK FRANKLY!

✦ HEARTSLABYUL. This one??? No need for explanation, just— heartslabyul

✦ For some reason, I can see him being in Ignihyde too?? He's just ... emo to me. Like— any colorful top you wear won't fit your vibe, frank, you still havent gotten out of your emo phase.

EDDIE DEAR!

✦ Legit I have no idea what dorm will fit him other than ramshackle. He's the mc now!!! get off the stage, yuu

✦ tbh i would say heartslabyul again but so many of these btches are possibly heartslabyul and im too dumb to add more variety in the mix!!!

HOUSE!

✦ I mean— It is considered to be a neighbor, right??? but anyways, diasomnia because ... idk man, it's a talking house. it doesn't have much personality other than literally being wally's house and speaking fluently in onomatopoeia

JUNE WEBB! (oc)

✦ octavinelle, babey !!! she's a con artist, yknow??? thats why theyre an antagonist for a reason. they scam ppl into buying their shit and have the "but im so sweet and kind" act

✦ also because howdy in scarabia and june in octavinelle is like, jamil x azul ship trope. yes, i ship my ocs with canon characters and yall have no right to complain when youre on my blog that centered around x readers

JELLY ROLLSTONE! (oc)

✦ Ignihyde. Like??? do I need to explain, bestie? they're good with technology in a way and theyre as anti social as their peers. I based them off Idia, what makes you think they won't be in Ignihyde??

RAINE SWEETHEART! (oc)

✦ ramshackle because this btch is as plain as white american bread + she isn't exactly as fleshed out rn to be put in a proper dorm so yeah—

these might change once i get know the characters a bit more better in canon so ... yeah!!! i'm redesigning some of my ocs, especially raine so watch out for that!!

fun fact: i slept two times writing this and i ashamed

idk if when i write these concepts its too long for u to continue. if so, tell me so i can shorten it!! ive been told i have a bad habit of overwriting lol

nowww moving onto what popped up in my brain, just hear me out. . .

momo totally loves cum-filled straps.

at first, she thinks it must feel weird, because the cum isn't real. but one lazy night when you're talking about it in bed, wrapped in her arms, you mention how good it'd feel if she got to breed you. then everytime momo thought about it she just got all twitchy and wet :( she became sooo much more touchy in the next few days, always grabbing you by the hips, digging her nose in your neck, playfully biting at your cheek, doing anything she could to touch you.

she was embarrassed at how quick she went from hesitant to desperate and was waiting for u to be the one to bring it up again but u hadn't. (drove her crazy, really) and then she lets it slip one night when she's fucking u in the dorms, ur back against the door while her other members were gathered for movie night just a few walls away. muttering abt how maybe u won't be so touchy w nayeon and sana if momo stuffs u w her cum. breeds you till ur dumb because ur just a sweet, little thing that'll take all of it so happily, right? let her fill u up till ur dripping puddles?

after that incident, and many, many sessions w ur new bought toy, momo always uses that strap when ppl are just too touchy w you. god forbid they put their hand on your arm, or lean just a bit too close.

u love when momo fills u up, and she loves it just as much. sometimes, there's even moments when she gets all whiney - pouting in ur neck as she complains abt all the ppl after her love, how they're so annoying and that she just wants to make you hers forever. whimpering and begging, "can i? can i cum inside? please? just wanna make u mine, no one else's, please?" she's so possessive when she's jealous.

(dont even get me started on how much she loves to pull back and watch the cum drip out, only to fuck it back inside of u deeper. staring like she's star-struck as she rocks back and forth in u slow, eyes on ur dripping cunt as she hits that gooey spot that makes u cry out and scratch her arms.)

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okay first. these are absolutely fine!! i love the length so much, you write more than i do on this blog sometimes 😭 but i love them so please send as many as you'd like

this is perfect though, i adore cum-filled straps so much and i love possessive dom!momo even more. she gets so fixated on how pretty you look with the viscous liquid dripping out of you and she wouldn't be able to stop herself dumping so many loads inside you. i find it so attractive when girls get so into it that they start begging to breed you and momo is definitely a begger. she’s in such a daze that she just starts rambling. “let me breed your sweet cunt baby. gotta make sure everyone knows who owns you” and maybe even something like “gonna fill you up so good, might fuck a baby into you.”

and yes, she does it over and over again. the loads are so big and thick but she doesn’t care, she’ll fuck them into you over and over again until the sheets are unbearably slick. something about the way you look with cum dripping from your cunt is so beautiful to her that she’s willing to spend hours filling you up

cishet men dni with this post

ARIA ROSCENTE FALLING FOR A DANCER,,, IMAGINE THEM JUST DANCING IN AN EMPTY BALLROOM OR THE READER DANCING DURING A BANQUET AS PART OF A DANCING TROUPE OR SM

you've hit me in the heart. again.

this is before aria got married because no cheating kids. also switched a little something up

reader's personality is like.. applause by lady gaga and i only realized after writing the fic

idk it's historical so no wheelchair no travel, my mind isn't working it's 4 in the morning (mm, that rhymes nicely)

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𝐋𝐢𝐥𝐲. || 𝐀𝐫𝐢𝐚 𝐑𝐨𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞.

word count: 1.6k

lily means majesty. i wanted to emphasize how the reader appeared to aria during the dancing, and how aria appears to reader because of how beautiful she is. it's not a perfect fit and i don't like it, but i'm dead tired and i cannot look or think for/of a new title, so yeah. sorry for the upcoming, messy, cringe oneshot btw 😇

— rose.

the sun is rising and you realize something.

everyone has a dream in life.

that dream can be anything, really. from getting a sweet house with a little garden to aiming for the stars, a high education, a majestic performance — it all depends, from people to people.

but dreams change, do they not? do dreams not vary over the course of a life? maybe that's exactly what happened with you.

you started out with a dream, too. your dream was to travel, to wander, to traipse over the world. to see the sights, to visit the empires, to take a taste out of every culture. to meet people, to wear the clothes of a foreign land, to take pride in your own and then finally, to settle down in your very own dreamland with a friend or two or maybe a husband. and you threw your heart and soul into this dream, working all throughout school days, talking to people, arranging your group, running here and there to set your travel documents in order, and by your graduation you were sure and ready and full of excitement.

alas, these dreams were not brought to success, this happiness was not to last. you were so close, the dream brought tantalizingly close, so near that you could almost, almost taste it on the tip of your tongue.

until you couldn't.

a week before your scheduled departure, a mix up with your papers that cannot be fixed happens — the loss of those papers, and of course remaking them is too much time, isn't it? your group has to leave in time and back home, pillows and blankets pile around you to block out your endless tears, to block out the feeling of hollow, ringing emptiness, dreamless, hopeless. what good is a person who can't support themselves?

eventually — okay, well, it takes a while but — eventually, you direct some leftover optimism elsewhere.. you decide you'll dance until the papers return, dance with everything you had. now all your time is given to practices and training and development, until you've perfected your voice and your dancing, and people are sure you sound like an angel from the seventh heaven and you dance as smoothly as water flows in a stream.

unfortunately, news of your success can only travel so far. you are still barred from traveling, so you dance in your little space. and slowly with time, you fall in love with it, with bending your body, with maintaning your balance. the beauty of your dancing, the harmony of your voice, is so immense that the Marquess Sarah invites you to perform at an event that she will be holding. she lets you know the guest list, and the important, difficult-to-pronounce noble-esque names make you strive to perform the best you can, pushing your physical limits to the last straw while your mental stamina is far from running out.

when the big day arrives, you step on the stage with stars glittering in your eyes and a tiara on your head that might as well be a coronet of blossoms. you give out your sweetest performance yet, heartbeat pitter-pattering in your chest, movements fluid, voice smooth, the gentle remains of a smile on your face, and for a moment you lose yourself, dancing only for your abandoned dreams and forsaken hope of travelling.

the melody slows to an end and you come to your surroundings with a little start, slightly shaken by all the loud sounds, but it's only applause. all around you, the nobles are giving you a standing ovation, some even standing to do so. you grin, small tears forming in the corners of your eyes, surprised and stunned at this support. amongst those who cheer, a girl catches your eye — slender with blonde hair and green eyes, devastatingly beautiful, politely clapping along with the rest of everybody else.

aria brings her hands together and claps for you, sincerely meaning her applause. she's not a stranger to good performances, not since her whole adoption thing but.. your performance. that was something aria hadn't seen in any of her lives.. wait.

hazy, golden memories swim to the top of her mind. afternoons spent strumming the strings of a violin, running through the corridors with interlinked hands during the hot summer, dawn gone dancing underneath the slowly rising sun. whispered confessions, the brightness of a chandelier, the moment of triumph when you performed for the imperial palace and the overwhelming feeling of pride in her heart — yes, she knew you alright, and this time she was determined not to let her own stupidity curse you to a fallen dream, again.

after you're led offstage and the conversation breaks out, she gets up and heads to your dressing room. she has no issues persuading the knights and finding the large, ornate marble door to your dressing room. she hesitates, trying to remember more of you.. why hasn't she remembered before, when she returned? then she could've come straight to you instead of wasting both her and your time.

a knock on the door, and a confused 'come in!' are all aria needs. she opens the door and looks up, forgetting how to breathe. you haven't changed a bit — still the same compassionate eyes that are the windows to the kindest soul she's known, the simple, minimalistic make up style that you loved so much and never left the house without, your hair that she used to do in ringlets and braids and whatnot. you're so.. majestic. the careless beauty, the easiness and grace about your ways. she feels her heartbeat speed up, and sternly tells herself to get a hold.

'hello, good evening. my name is aria roscente. i just wanted to congratulate you on your performance, it was quite beautiful.' she hates herself for the too-nice tone and the plastered smile.

i knew you better. you don't deserve to be talked to like you're just anyone.

you don't notice — of course you don't. you beam at aria and she prays you don't notice the tips of her ears turn pink.

'thank you! it's very kind of you, lady roscente.'

you fidget with your fingers, trying your best not to look aria in the eye. she's so effortlessly lovely, so.. majestic. she triggers some hidden memories that you didn't know you had — laughing until you can't breath, doing each other's makeup, playing tag in the fields above her house. above whose house? you can't seem to recall.

you're doing well at hiding your self-consciousness until aria says, 'i would like you to come to a tea party this thursday with me and some friends.'

you look up, hardly daring to believe it. 'me? why?'

'i'm sure my friends want to congratulate you.'

'what for?'

'being such an immense success at your first big performance.'

when you still look hesitant, aria adds, 'marquess sarah will be there too.'

you weigh the options in your head. if you went, your influence would be increased. if you didn't, people might start whispering about you, in the street, tea houses, anywhere.

then again, people whispered about you all the time.

the tea party arrives and starts. aria greets the guests and makes polite chit chat, but all she can think about is you. will you arrive? what if you decide not to come? wait, did she remember to place your favorite desert on the table?

finally, you walk into the room, looking bashful and beautifully out of place. dressed in white, a single ribbon woven through your hair, she stands up to pull you into her embrace and never let you go before she remembers that the nobles with slander her to her death... again.

'i'm glad you could make it.' instead, she smiles at you, and then addresses the room at large. 'everyone, this is the dancer from marquess sarah's party, and i invited them to show our appreciation for their marvelous performance.'

a hushed murmur resounds throughout the room, the ladies nodding and mumbling about your performance being excellent. aria notices you give a pleased smile and decides to let you speak.

'thank you for your support, everyone. but, quite honestly, it's hard at times. there are whole days where we don't eat and our entire dancing troupe has severe damage to their toes because of how uncomfortable our dancing shoes are. and...'

as you tell them about the ups and downs of being a dancer, aria can only think about how much she's missed the lilting tone of your voice, the sweetness of your lips, the dreams and hopes in your eyes. the only reason she invited you was to have some time alone with you, anyways, and these noble ladies were going to judge you no matter what, so why not cut your little speech short?

'if i could have a moment, everyone?' she signals to you to follow her after 10 minutes — thankfully, you see the sign — and strides out of the room. almost 12 minutes later — okay, so what if she was counting? she just wanted to see you! — you walk outside, smiling and flushed. she feels a hint of jealousy, especially because none of those women, with the exception of Sarah, mean well towards you.

as you walk, the atmosphere becomes heavy and awkward. so you break the silence, saying, 'lady, why did you bring me outside?'

aria gives you another smile. 'i wanted to dance.'

'dance? oh, my lady, you don't mean — with me?'

'who else? besides, i'm not asking you to be a permanent teacher for me or anything. just dance with me.'

later on, aria would realize that the pair of you reached your destination that day even though the two of you never discussed where you were going.

everyone has a dream in life, but everyone can have several. her dream has always been freedom, liberation from her death, but now she realizes that freedom is not revenge or seduction or gambling through tricks of time reversal at the casino. freedom, aria thinks, as the sun sets, is to be with with you. her freedom is you.

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when I was younger (like grade school) my school assigned us pen pals w another school so imagine cove or baxter as pen pals w the mc who develops into more... they keep writing even after the assignment ends and sharing their life. when they get phones of their own they talk but still write bc it's what they're used to. when they live together leaving notes for one another <3

(why did I think u were talking abt cove and baxter. I was so confused but also on board LMAO)

OMG IMAGINE HIS PARENTS TO SUNSET BIRD, NOT REALIZING THATS WHERE HIS PEN PAL IS FROM BC YK THEY DONT KNOW SHIT

and when baxter comes to sunset bird you're all excited n cove is very curious n actually isn't that awkward when meeting baxter bc he has heard a lot abt him just as baxter has abt him

or when baxter comes to tell you that he's actually vacationing in sunset bird n you should come w!!!

cove is so excited and absolutely buzzing the whole week leading up to it

he's a bit worried that you like baxter or are dating since baxter is this cool. older, and flirty guy but you assure him there's nothing there

and his dad is all teasing him, n ofc his neighbors are all "so this is your gf/bf/partner!!!" and snickering while he's all floundering n blushing n turns to you n goes "j-just ignore them. omg yall are embarrassing!!!" n runs away w you

takes you on many lil dates around town n shows you all his favorite spots

comes back w a big grin<333

eventually asks you out or you him and its very impromptu like in the "charity" moment!!!

he sets up a whole thing as your first date on poppy Hill or the beach and brings you a little bouquet (baxter goes "ooh, someone's going on a date" or some coy shit like that and you slap his arm n push him away while you tell cove to wait for you)

if you kiss cove before you leave he goes, "omg... you're not helping yk, you're making me wanna follow you back..."

if you kiss him on the cheek, he goes "another one? just to tide me over until I can see you..."

or w baxter he has you show him all the nice spots n when you get to the beach or poppy hill, he goes "the view from here is quite nice, but not as nice as you"

he's flirting w you this whole time

ofc you've talked abt your feelings w him before and he even asked "is it okay if I flirt with you? I'm sure you're much more beautiful/handsome in person, idk if I could help myself from teasing you even a little bit"

and if you say no that's okay, but if you say yes or even tell him only a little flirting is okay, you're swept off your feet

lots of looking at you w heart eyes and holding your hand or locking arms, walking you to your door or even just opening the door for you

and ofc many compliments on how stunning you are

on his last day there, he's all sheepish and scratching his neck and stuttering. "um... listen, it's okay to say no to what I'm about to ask and I hope this doesn't ruin our friendship. but.."

"do you, want to date? I know long distance is hard but I can't go another day without at least telling you how I feel, I really like you and treasure you, y/n"

he's so sweet omg.... blushing n looking away.... (take a picture n frame it 😫👐)

if you kiss him on the lips he goes "wow.. maybe I'll stay afterall"

on the cheek or anywhere else he goes, "geez, you're making me not want to leave"