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puzzled-pegasus · 2 months

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Here's some silly little metaphors that I think the dragon tribes would use

SkyWings

“Don’t count your clutch before they hatch.” (Don't plan too much too soon)

“Gold is better than silver, but silver is better than nothing.” (If you can't do it perfectly, still try your best. Most dragons forget the second part.)

“‘Sorry’ can't suck the fire back in.” (The damage is done and now you're dead to me.)

“You been eating too much burnt meat or something?” (Are you nuts?)

“Stop all this smoke and use your fire.” (Stop rambling and get to the point already; or stop complaining and do something)

“Doesn't know his tail from his wings.” (Stupid or clumsy)

“You fly like a depressed pigeon.” (Slow flier)

“There's no fire in a rainstorm.” (Stop feeling sorry for yourself and get to work.)

“Nighttime is for the NightWings.” (What are you doing up? Go to sleep.)

SandWings

“She’s all rattle, and no strike.” (Like all bark no bite)

“A diamond in a pile of quartz.” (Like a needle in a haystack)

“You’re watering the cactus and ignoring the sapling.” (You’re focusing on the wrong thing; barking up the wrong tree)

“Everyone thinks the camel looks silly until the dry season comes.” (Don't listen to them, they don't know how unique and strong you are)

MudWings

“Crocodile tears.” (Fake crying in order to gain sympathy)

“You can only catch a trout if your mouth is open.” (Be open to new experiences)

“If the tree gives away too much, it ends up as a stump.” (Don't let people take advantage of your generosity)

SeaWings

“Happy as a clam in high water.” (Very happy)

“The flying fish feels like a fool when it sees an osprey.” (Don't compare yourself to others, run your own race.)

“Plenty of fish in the sea.” (Plenty more opportunities to come.)

“You’ve got ink in your eyes.” (You're blind to something important)

“Lobsters only die when they don't leave their shell.” (Keep yourself busy with new experiences and you'll life a long life)

NightWings

“Sleep is for the dead.” (Why waste your time sleeping when you could be productive)

“SeaWings know their fish and SandWings know their cactuses, but we NightWings know everything else.”(NightWing supremacy propaganda)

“Being nice to a deer never got one in my mouth.” (Other dragons don't matter, only your goals.)

“A prophecy always comes true.” (I told you so but more cryptic)

"You're counting the stars." (You're doing something tedious towards an unachievable goal)

RainWings

“Gray’s her favorite color.” (She's a huge bummer)

“A lemon is yellow on the outside, doesn't mean they're not sour.” (Referring to someone who is two faced or fake)

“I love honey, but I’d rather not get stung by the bees.” (I could do this, but it requires effort so I don't wanna)

“Nobody likes a rotten banana.” (Nobody likes a bummer/downer)

“Don't tie your tail in a knot” (don't get all upset)

“I have all my berries in a basket” (I have everything sorted out)

“You couldn't sneak up on a pineapple” (insult to one's camouflage skills, popular among children)

IceWings

“The seal who asks why the orca is chasing him is the first to get eaten.” (A favorite of parents telling their kids to shut up)

“Not the sharpest icicle on the roof” (kinda stupid or slow)

“Clear as polished ice” (i understand or see it very well)

“You're looking a little pink in the face” (you look sickly. IceWings can turn pink from eating too much krill; a symptom of malnutrition. This line can be applied to any illness.)

“Blue blood kills, red blood spills.” (Patriotic propaganda implying that IceWings win every fight

“The SkyWings toss their blue eyed hatchlings because they're worried they'll be as strong as an IceWing.” (More propaganda)

HiveWings

“Pretty is for the SilkWings.” (Vanity is stupid and impractical)

“If it buzzes like a bug and bites like a bug, it's a bug.” (Don't ignore the obvious)

“Clearsight works in mysterious ways.” (I don't know the answer to your question, now go away)

SilkWings

“It's not always good to know how the honey gets made.” (Don't stick your snout where it doesn't belong)

“She's got a couple of threads loose.” (Calling someone a little crazy, threads refers to weaving)

“The bee minds its flowers and the spider minds her silk, it's when they mix that bad things happen.” (Mind ya business)

LeafWings

“Flytraps only trap because the soil doesn't feed them.” (Dragons don't get angry out of nowhere)

“Looking like a leaf only hides you in the forest.” (Time and place)

“If a branch doesn't bend, it breaks.” (Be flexible)

“Even the corpse flower attracts the flies.” (Even someone who seems ugly to one dragon they can seem irresistible to another)

#wings of fire #wof headcanons #metaphor #idioms

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stars-and-clouds · 23 days

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Xavier Romance Headcanons 🌟

SFW:

Spoiler warning: spoils the myths and side stories for Xavier.

in a nutshell: soft, smitten, possessive, romantic, horny, playful and needy.

he'd be very observant, I think. Despite his drowsy disposition, Xavier tends to be very alert. Especially when it comes to noticing your little reactions, what you did and didn't, what you said or not.

he'd mention these observations the next day, about how nice your hair looked with a different partition, or what he thought of a new bracelet you wore. You'd be left wondering how sweet he is but to him noticing little things about you is second nature.

in the begining though, he'd be distant and slightly cold because he's terrified

he is scared of losing you again and he doesn't think he's good enough for you

but that is the irony- he feels so ill-deserving of you but he still wants you

Xavier is a mix of mild-yandere and kuudere imo.

once you're together it won't take him long to take the plunge and open up more because he wants it so bad. he craves the intimacy and companionship after decades of loneliness and yearning

he will rarely hide his feelings from you unless they can cause issues in some way to his ultimate plan

his cool and calm demeanor will rarely break, even when he makes embarrassing confessions to you

he'd really say the most outrageous things with a straight face

"I love how you smell." he'd blurt out loud enough for everyone in the grocery aisle to hear, his face nearing the crook of your neck. "Xavier! We're in public!" to which he'd simply shrug.

possessive. he's very possessive and jealous.

he literally pulled the "you know other men?" card in the Succumb memory lmao

jokes aside, he's waited for you for so long and he's wanted you so bad

I can imagine him beating himself up about how easily he gets jealous once you're in a serious relationship. he doesn't want to be this easily jealous but it's so hard.

he loves you so much and he never wants to restrict you or hold you back but he's so fucking scared

Xavier has lost you once, probably more times, before. you died in his arms. that kind of pain becomes all consuming

is it any wonder he is so possessive of you? so scared to lose you?

if not to death, to someone else?

he travelled so far, he waited so long, he fought so hard to find you again and now you're here and he's terrified

what if you don't love him back? what if he's not good enough? what if you find someone else better than him? what if he can't save you again?

yet as you spend more and more time together, he'd sleep less often.

"On a night like this sleeping feels like a waste of time." he'd take you out to watch the stars

when he'd really be looking at you, to be honest

there would be no side glances with this man. he'd stare at you unabashedly.

no secret nudging to touch your fingers as you walk, he'd simply hold your hand if he wants to

he'd be huge into skinship, I feel

he has just wanted you to be here for so long as now you are and he missed you and he wants to feel you all the time

he'd love to cook for you as well (as well as he can) and when he messes up he'd pout in the cutest way and be clingy all day because he's sad about it but doesn't want to show it

did I mention he'd be clingy? a lot

it won't be too often but when he's bored or free he'd be pining for your attention a lot

as relaxed as he looks he isn't ever off his guard, that's why he doesn't panic

he'd be very protective of you, having seen you perish so many times

he won't show you outright nor would he panic because being on the look out for your safety is just his priority, he would be on it without another thought

Going to release an NSFW part too :eyes:

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swimmpantyz · 3 months

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🍰Baking time'

bf!beelzebub x fem!reader

summary: You wanted to surprise your boyfriend with one of his favourite pastries... But he came from training too soon, and you had to distract him if you wanted dessert for that night.

tw: pussy eating, oral (f receiving), kinda? public sex, porn w/o plot

words: +1000

You tried to be fast, beating and beating cream inside a bowl, checking the clock from time to time... You really needed to finish all the food as soon as possible before Beel arrived, he was (definitely) going to devour almost everything on his path.

He had football practice today... And you already knew he will come home starving, even more than usual.

But all the effort was for nothing, because that demon appeared in the kitchen, with a huge smile on his face when he finally saw you.

... At least the cake was already in the oven.

"What are you cooking?" He sniffed, almost drooling, approaching the counter where you were standing next to.

"Strawberry cake." The demon nodded pleased. "Beel, I know you must be very, very hungry... But could you hold on a bit? I promise I'll finish fast." He pouted a bit but nodded either way at your words.

"I'll try..." His sad puppy face was tempting, but you really wanted to finish that cake.

"Why don't you try to distract yourself in the meantime?" He tilted his face, frowning softly in confusion.

"Distract myself?" He muttered to himself while you kept batting the cream.

His arms hugged your body from behind.

"... The apron looks nice on you." The compliment took you a little bit by surprise. Chuckling, you kissed his cheek.

"Thanks." He came closer... Was it because of the training? his body was much warmer than usual.

"It's really cute." He rested his face on the crock of your neck, sniffing lightly. "You smell sweet." He left a few small kisses there. Was that his way of 'distracting himself'? You felt your face burning at his actions.

"Beel..." You whispered between sighs.

"I wanna eat you." Normally, hearing that from him would be to worry. But right now it turned you on so badly.

His firm chest pressed on your back was slowly killing you.

"Eat me?" He didn't answer, instead, he softly bitted your neck, pressing his body towards you as much as he could.

He caressed your waist with one hand as the other one began to caress inside your clothes.

All the heat in the room increased a hundredfold from just a few minutes ago.

"Can I try?" You turned around, finding a blushing Beel.

"Try what?" You asked, slightly confused, his normally calm face was soft and warm.

He lowered himself, kneeling on the floor, as he cornered you against the counter, placing his hands on your hips, fingers going under your shorts.

"Try to eat you... I wanna taste you." He whispered, looking up at you.

His hands started to lower your shorts and panties.

Not knowing what to do, you sat in the counter, spreading a bit your legs, just watching down at him with pink cheeks.

"So... Can I?" You nodded silently and he smiled brightly, pulling your clothes down to your knees.

With his finger, he slowly drew circles on your clit, his free hand spreading your legs even wider.

You felt so exposed, even more when he brought his face closer to your wetness.

He played a bit with you, and without wasting time, he finally put his mouth on work.

With your hand now on his hair, he started to lick you, wet noises and soft whimpers filling the room.

At first, he left a few soft and wet kisses all over, his warm breath tickling your skin.

You covered your face with a hand, bitting your lips when he started to suck. It was impossible to retrain your body from arch.

"So sweet-" He muttered on your pussy, eating you out so good, you wondered if that was really his first time.

His tongue was playing with your clit, he brought his fingers to start playing with your cunt.

"And so wet too..." His words send vibrations that made you pull back his orange hair.

His long and thick fingers started to fuck you so slowly and deeply.

It was embarrassing the sound it made, you were so shamelessly wet.

As you were ready to complain, he replaced them with his tongue. Now fucking you with it...

Moaning more loudly, he looked at you from below, smiling while eating you, your whimpers and pleads encouraged him to eat you out more roughly, his tongue circling around your clit pressing his hand deeper.

"Beel..." You whined when he took off his fingers.

It was such a dirty image. Beel looking all pleased while his tongue made wonders inside you, he even looked almost innocent, just adorably happy to make you feel good.

His hands grabbed your thighs, bringing you the most closer he could.

"It feels so good-" You whined, moving your hips towards his face, he closed his eyes as he worked faster.

He played with your clit again with his thumb.

Your tummy was burning. Desperately you grabbed his hair, calling his name repeatedly, your red face frowning in pleasure.

"I-I'm gonna-" You didn't even need to say it, he already knew it. The thrilling of not knowing if someone of his brothers will show up in the kitchen brought your over the edge fastly.

Humming on your pussy, he fucked you with his tongue as deeper and fast as he could, his face was wet with drool and your wetness.

Without holding it, you pressed your thighs around his face, cumming on his mouth, arching your back while letting out loud pitched moans.

Your body was shaking in pleasure. Throwing your head back and breathing quickly, you felt his tongue still licking your sensitive pussy.

When you looked down, he was literally drinking you, he had absolutely no shame and that was fucking amazing.

You caressed his hair, embarrassed, just to distract yourself now that you were totally out of cloud nine.

"That was... Wow." You said breathless. He kept kissing your inner thigh.

"Can we do it again?" He asked excited, taking you aback.

"Like... Right now?" You hesitated and he nodded, not getting up from the floor, still gripping your hips close to his face.

You let out a nervous laugh. Didn't his jaw hurt at least a bit after eating you out for several minutes?

But luckily, the alarm of your phone rang, distracting you both.

"Oh, the cake is done." That simple word took all of Beel's attention.

"Cake?" You laughed softly, getting off of the counter as he got up from the floor.

Putting back your panties and shorts on, you nodded, taking the cake out of the oven with a rag.

"It needs to cool down, though." Beel sighed a bit, and when you didn't see him, he started to eat the frosting... The prominent bulge on his pants seemed to not bother him at all.

It was going to be near impossible to distract him again once again...

ñomñomñom

#obey me!#obey me beelzebub #beelzebub smut #smut #beelzebub x reader #obey me! beelzebub #fanfic #obey me! smut

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junicult · 10 months

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Speaking of fiances and marriage, can you imagine Harvey's reaction to seeing someone talk to his partner, they're a stranger to him but obviously know Y/N, who looks really annoyed, obviously not wanting to talk to the person

So he steps in, introduces himself and ask "and who might you be?" And the stranger goes "oh I'm Kyle, their fiance" and Y/N just, very, very quickly fixes him and just "ex-fiance"

Apparently Kyle came crawling back but Y/N wants nothing to do with him, obviously, they've got a cute man now! Also Kyle is cringe

Kyle: I'm Kyle, the fiance

Harvey, ABSOLUTELY heartbroken: What?

Y/N: Ex-fiance, ex. It's there for a reason don't forget that, Kyle

🦂

contains ; entirely sfw. (nameless) male ex bf. fem!farmer. new bf!harvey. harvey being the sweetest (as usual.) short drabble.

note ; ok i’m going to bed. i’ll proofread this in the morning (no i won’t)

aw i love the idea of harvey being protective over u.

he’s still pretty reserved, he’s not going to start problems unless he absolutely has to. & he definitely can’t handle confrontation, that’s for sure. obviously, if you’re upset he’s trained and prepared to help you feel better. he’s not a therapist by any sense, but if you just need comforting, he’d be one of the best to go to.

let’s say it’s the very beginning of your relationship. i’m talking you’ve only made it official a couple weeks ago, still in the earlier stages where you get butterflies whenever you see him, and you get all nervous and stuff like that.

you haven’t had the time (or energy) to disclose your last relationship with him just yet. you know he wouldn’t be upset or anything, you just haven’t talked about it.

which is why your ex coming to see you at the farm—WHILE YOUR WORKING—became a huge shock.

you’re easily frustrated. i mean, he’s getting in your way while you’re trying to work so, maybe the easiest option would be to just give him what he wanted—a chance to talk.

he’s talking, in fact he probably won’t even shut up, while you’re watering your plants and listening all annoyed.

“my mom’s still super pissed, she wants to talk to you,” he complains.

“i’ve been pretty busy lately. i already gave you the ring back, what else do you want?” you counter, clearly exhausted.

“i love you, you know that. i think we can work this out, you just need to talk to me!”

his delusions make you even more frustrated, pausing mid pout to take a deep breath—but before you even have the time to yell, you’re startled by the only man you’d actually wanna see at the moment.

“hello…am i intruding something?” harvey asks, standing only a couple feet away. you were too distracted to even see him approaching.

your ex just stays silent, looking him up and down while you blink in surprise.

“no, actually. he was just getting ready to leave.” you sigh, shooting him a pleading look that he doesn’t miss.

“oh, ok! i’m harvey, it’s nice to meet you. she’s a little busy, so maybe you can give her a call later?” harvey smiles, and it almost eases you entirely. his approachable demeanor is making it easier for him to walk closer to him—more importantly you in case he needed to reach for you. but that was just in the back of his mind.

“then why’re you here?” your ex spits, taking him by surprise but certainly not you.

harvey’s the kind of guy that means no trouble. if anything, he just wants the best for everyone.

which is why it’s your turn to blink in surprise when your sweet, peaceful boyfriend’s smile falls just a little, and his eyes squint with a certain sass, saying, “who are you, again?”

it’s pathetic seeing your ex laugh like he has any right, taking a step closer as if to challenge someone who doesn’t even want one.

“her fiancé. who the hell are you?”

“ex,” you waste no time, rolling your eyes. “he’s my ex-fiancé. we lived in the city together months ago.”

whether or not harvey is shocked to learn that, he doesn’t show it. maybe it’s because of your clear distaste to even hear the nickname, but either way, he knows better then to ask any questions right now.

“well, it was a pleasure to meet you. i think maybe we both should probably leave her to finish work. she’s got a busy schedule, anyways.”

you’ve never seen harvey so authoritative, subtle with the intent to get this man who is clearly stressing you out, away from you. his smile still seems so kind, and he’s clearly prepared to step in the way in case your ex counters with some excuse to stay.

“yeah, it’s a bummer you didn’t check to see if she was free today before you came all the way down here.”

“well i tried, but she won’t answer my calls.”

“hm. weird. anyway—!”

you almost feel sick with how much your stomach swells seeing the most amazing boyfriend handle a stressful situation as such so easily for you. he doesn’t even as so crack his exterior while he guides him away, still showing decency just to avoid a scene, which you couldn’t be more grateful for.

it was almost so baffling how easily he handled it. and attractive (needless to say.)

but you still felt so guilty, seeing him after the crisis was averted.

“i’m so sorry, i was going to let you know. i promise i wasn’t trying to keep a secret from you,”

and because of how understanding, and kindhearted he is, it’s easy to melt into his touch when he pulls you in and presses a soft kiss to your forehead.

“oh, i’m not mad at you! i’m just glad you’re okay. he seems like a real jerk.”

knowing him, his main priority will always be the most important task at hand. but of course, you know him well enough that he can’t help but have questions.

so when you get your chance to explain, you know to reassure him with your soft touch, rubbing your thumb over his knuckles and kissing his cheek to show how much he means to you. especially after that.

“i’m sorry you had to go through that,” he frowns, sympathizingly.

“no, it’s okay. the ring didn’t even fit me anyways. and besides, i’m with someone much better now.”

he smiles at your reassurance, not that he really needed it because—well, he knows already.

“me too,” he kisses your cheek. “and don’t worry, i won’t make that mistake.”

#˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ mail 💌#i love a man that can handle a situation with grace #sdv bachelors #sdv bachelor hcs #stardew valley #sdv harvey #harvey stardew valley #sdv harvey x farmer #sdv harvey x reader #harvey x farmer

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incessanttranquility · 6 months

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Gehenna's First Ever Cook-Off! (Part 3.2)

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LTD!MC : Hello everyone and welcome back to our cook-off, earlier was a pretty huge blast as new contestants have joined the cook-off! Since there are so many of them, we have decided to group them into pairs, well, except for one which is a group of 3, but it doesn't matter anyway! Team Bloody Tea and Books have changed their name into Team Cats and Tea which makes sense, since there are two angry cats and one demon who just likes tea.. but anyways! Moving on, our rating system has changed as can be rate from 1 to 10 instead.

But now, we shall now start once again! And our contestants will be cooking lunch for our judges! Who will be the champion of this cook-off? Who will be the winner! Let us find out once the scores of all contestants are finalized! But forget about that for now, we have a cook-off to continue, now, let the cook-off continue!

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Team Solomon:

OM!Solomon : Looks like our dish will look delicious :D

WHB!Solomon : I agree, I think it looks appetizing :]

*Cooking pot suddenly explodes.*

WHB!Solomon : Our dish was way too appetizing that the pot exploded :]

OM!Solomon : Agreed :D

WHB!Solomon : Now that it's done, we should put it in a bowl now :] *reaches out for a bowl*

OM!Solomon : Thanks :3 *puts the totally amazing dish of team Solomon on the plate.*

*Plate melts, the cooking table now also has a hole on it.*

OM!Solomon : Oh, looks like we have to make a new dish D:

WHB!Solomon : It's alright, we still have time to make a new one :3

OM!Solomon : Okay :D

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Team Cats and Tea (previously named Bloody Tea and Books) :

OM!Satan : What the fuck even is that?! It doesn't even look fucking edible!

WHB!Satan : What the fuck did you just say?!

*The two continued to argue, like cats, obviously, both act like cats, and now they're scratching each other, like cats, Sitri is obviously trying to de-escalate the argument but there's no use, pretty much wasting their time to cook.*

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Team Best friends :

Ppyong : Ooh! Your cooking smells very delicious, aye!

Minhyeok : I know, they always tell me it does, Ppyong, can you give me the pepper shaker real quick?

Ppyong : Sure, aye!

Minhyeok : Thank you, Ppyong.

Ppyong : You're welcome, aye! We're best friends, afterall!

Minhyeok : Once I'm done cooking, I can help you cook your dish <D

Ppyong : Hwahh! I never thought you would do this for me!! Thank you so so much! *Starts tearing up.*

Minhyeok : No need to thank me, we're besties, afterall!

Ppyong : Yes, of course we are! :D

*Ting!*

Minhyeok : Oh, it seems that the turkey is ready, Ppyong, I'll help you make the gravy after we're done making the mashed potatoes.

Ppyong : Alright then! I'll get the ingredients for the gravy so we don't need to rush, aye!

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Team Mammon :

OM!Mammon : ..Are we really gon' feed GOLD to 'em..?

WHB!Mammon : Steak covered in edible paper gold, of course :D

OM!Mammon : Alright, alright, now that we're done, what are we gon' do now?

WHB!Mammon : Treasures, gold, money, you know :]

OM!Mammon : Hell yeah! Now we're talkin' !

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Team Envy :

OM!Leviathan : ..I don't understand why you're jealous of me... I just cooked some ramen with eggs and green onions.

WHB!Leviathan : ..Tch. *Rolls eyes.*

OM!Leviathan : Oh, right, were both the embodiment of envy.. but besides that, you're literally just jealous of yourself but different..

WHB!Leviathan : Still. *Glares

OM!Leviathan : ..Never thought that I'm the same person as this guy but different...

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LTD!MC : Alrighty! Times up! Contestants, please present your dishes! Up first is Team Cats and Tea!

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OM!Satan : ...Here. *Face is filled with scratches, same goes for WHB!Satan, welp, it's their fault that they just fought while everyone else cooked, at least Sitri is with them.*

OM!MC : This omelette looks pretty good, the orange juice is nice.

WHB!MC : ..It's just this burnt fish, still looks like that pancake that Satan made for me, but it's alright, he'll learn how to cook one day...

LTD!MC : Alright judges, what would you rate this dish?

OM!MC : We're going to give it a 7 out of 10.

LTD!MC : Great, and now combining Sitri and Satan's score, their total score is now 14. Next contestants, please.

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Minhyeok : We cooked turkey, mashed potatoes, and chicken curry, we also made gravy.

Ppyong : We hope you guys enjoy what we made, aye!

WHB!MC : This isn't just a dish this is a full-course meal. *Nom.*

OM!MC : When WHB!MC said that you're their wife, they weren't bluffing, but aside from that, this is so good.

LTD!MC : My mouth is literally watering right now, but anyways, judges, what would you rate this, dish, I mean- full-course meal?

WHB!MC : 10/10, no doubt, no hesitation, no second thoughts, 10/10.

LTD!MC : Great, Team Best friends total score is 15. Next contestants, please.

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WHB!Mammon : We made steak with edible paper gold :D

OM!MC : This is actually pretty good to be honest.

WHB!MC : *Nom.* Yum, gold steak tastes pretty good.

LTD!MC : Alright judges, what would you rate this fish?

WHB!MC : Gonna give it a 9/10.

LTD!MC : Great, Team Mammon's total score is 9. Last contestants, please.

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OM!Leviathan : ...Two bowls of ramen with eggs and green onions coming right up, also please help me... He's been glaring at me ever since this round started and I don't know what to do.

WHB!Leviathan : *Still glaring at OM!Leviathan, poor otaku, he's trying his best not to cry.*

WHB!MC : ..Anyways, this is a really good bowl of ramen that I've had this round.

OM!MC : *Nom.* Yummy.

LTD!MC : Alright judges, what would you rate this dish?

WHB!MC : We're also gonna give it a 9/10.

LTD!MC : Great, that brings Team Mammon and Team Envy tied, with Team Best friends being in the lead and Team Cats and Tea being the second.

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Sitri : ..Grr... That human, just you wait for next round.

*OM!Satan and WHB!Satan are just angrily staring at each other, not sure if their cat fight from earlier will continue.*

Ppyong : Looks like we're in the lead, aye!

Minhyeok : Mhm, we'll have to prepare for the final round, Ppyong.

Ppyong : Of course we'll have too! We'll win this as besties!

*OM!Mammon and WHB!Mammon are still talking about treasures, gold, money, with a mix of OM!Leviathan and WHB!Leviathan.*

WHB!Mammon : That guy is always jealous of everything, he's even jealous of himself sometimes.

OM!Mammon : Pfft, hahaha!

OM!Leviathan : ...You've been glaring at me for almost an hour now, it's as if you're having beef with me.

WHB!Leviathan : Tch.

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LTD!MC : Now that this round is over, let's have a word from some of our guests once again!

MM!MC : My man Minhyeok is on the lead once again, he's definitely gonna win, no doubt.

TWST!Yuu : Minhyeok and Ppyong didn't just serve, they devoured.

Malleus : Child of Man, do you want more popcorn?

TWST!Yuu : Sure! Thanks, tsunotaro!

Malleus : You're welcome, Child of Man.

WHB!Beelzebub : Pfft, bwahahahaha! Levi looks so fucking jealous right now! Hahahaha!

Bael : Your Majesty Beelzebub, you still have work to do.

WHB!Beelzebub : I'll do it later, promise!

Bael : ... *Sighs.*

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LTD!MC : Stay tuned for our last and final round! Who will be the champion of this cook-off?! We shall find out later on! Once again, I am your host, and this is Gehenna's First Ever Cook-Off!

Note : FINALLY I AM DONEEEE, I actually didn't realize that I posted this UNFINISHED so I had to edit it, @takitafulily also already reposted it so I decided to tag her again so sorry about that mootie😭

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3.1

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Fate Cannot Be Changed

What happens if the strongest mafia known to be the coldest man alive gets arranged married with a sweet hearted woman? Can the innocent Yn change Gojo Satoru, biggest mafia in Yakuta? Maybe or maybe not..-

Mafia Gojo Satoru X Yn

(Chapter 1)

Guns. Blood. Dead bodies. Begging. Crying. Asking for forgiveness.

Gojo Satoru has seen all of these before it's nothing new.

Love. Family. Home. Comforting. Affection. Peace. Resting.

These were never Gojo Satoru's way of living.

Right now it is midnight and he is seeing the same thing. Dead bodies..Gojo shots the last person ignoring his last begging to spare his life. "Please let me live I have a son." Bang. To a mafia, to Gojo it's nothing and specifically when he is angry. When Gojo Satoru is angry no one can stop him. People doubt if he has the emotion sympathy or not. Gojo Satoru is angry. "Satoru you have to calm down. You cannot just simply kill anyone in front of you just because you are angry." Geto tried to stop Gojo. Geto being Gojo only close friend there are moments when Gojo does listens to him. But right now.."Fuck off, Suguru do you know how it feels to be arranged married to someone. And then you get to know that you are getting married just the day before your own wedding. All this time my parents arranged me in this wedding that I didn't know. What else do I need? I am rich, strong, successful and I did everything my parents asked for. But no, now they had to marry me to this weakling that I don't even know. All women are the same." There was pure pain, angrier and traces of betrayal in Gojo's eyes. All Geto could do is sigh. "But please do calm down and take some rest". Gojo was angry because he was arranged married.

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Wedding Morning

Gojo didn't get a proper sleep that night. But looking at his soon-to-be wife, Yn, he saw, Yn was excited."Why are you happy? Do you even know me?" Gojo thought looking at Yn. Yn on the other side felt sharp stare towards her. Turning she saw Gojo is looking at her, lost in something. He looks confused..? Slowly Yn approached Gojo. "Um- hey you must be Gojo Satoru, right?" Yn tried to start a conversation. "Yeah. And you are..Yn?" Gojo was unexpectedly soft. But to Yn he was rough. "Yeah. It's nice to meet you" Yn smiles. "Whatever. Remember maybe we would be married but don't expect me to treat you like a princess. You do what I ask you to. If I ask you to kill people, you will kill people." Gojo completely changed, he was more cold. Yn flinched. "'Kill' and "dying"were strong words, why would Gojo use it like that. Well is that what I have to expect from my future husband just because he is a the strongest mafia" Yn thought. Yn just nodded and left Gojo alone.

After wedding, Yn's dad hugged her. "Dad are you happy after forcing me to marry a mafia, who likes to kill?" Yn voice cracked. "Oh shut it Yn. You are married already to Gojo. Oh you don't know how damn rich is he..." "Dad why do you only care about money?! Personality also matters. It's my wedding, you could have asked me before making a vital decision. And you made me marry a mafia, the strongest mafia. Who is always dealing with blood hurting others and worst killing people." Yn slightly raises her voice. "Sorry to interrupt, but Yn we have to go because I have business to deal with. So rather than wasting my time, stop being childish." Gojo interrupts without any emotion in his voice. Yn gets hurt 'childish, huh?'. Yn didn't even want to bid the last goodbye to her dad. So she just simply left with Gojo without sparing her dad, one last look.

The drive to Gojo's mansion was quite. "Gojo is it very normal for you to use the word 'kill'..?" "It is easier to kill than to say." Gojo said emotionlessly. Gojo's mansion is hug like literally huge.. "You- do you live here alone..?" Yn asked, as it was hard to believe he own the place all by himself. "Yeah. You coming or do you want to be outside tonight." Gojo said walking past Yn.

"Your room is that one in the left. Don't make noise because I am a sensitive sleeper." Gojo says and leaves Yn in middle of the hallway.

Next morning (Yn's POV)

I don't know how I will live with..gojo. We have nothing in common. Well he likes no, love killing. But I hate when someone is hurted. Why is he being to cold. Cannot he just be a little bit more softer?-. But anyway waking up, first thing I need is a morning coffee. And mom said I gotta be the best wife to be accepted by Gojo. So everyday at 7 I have to wake up make breakfast. That's a hassle. But if it makes relationship between us better I do rather do that. I almost got lost searching for the kitchen. Like how can a person not get lost. After making a coffee I went to the back yard. It's so pretty, the way the grass were cutten . The pool was quite big too. Did Gojo even get time to swim or relax? It felt nice the morning breeze was a bit cold but felt soothing. Going out, the cold breeze pass through me. As I took my second gulp, there was a loud siren sound. And soon three men with guns in their hands came up to me. "Who are you. Hands in air, right now." One of them shouted. I hate loud sound, so as fast I heard them shout I was too scared and I dropped my glass. Raised my hands I was shaking in fear. One of the broken glass piece made a scratch on my leg but I could not care less. If the situation continued just a few seconds more I would start tearing up. Just in time Gojo came and shouted "what is going on here? She is my wife, why are you all pointing gun at her?" Hearing that they putted their gun down quickly. They became quite, maybe embarrassed? I dropped my arms and saw three of them.. Well looking at my nipples that got erected because of the cold wind. Thanks to me for not wearing a bra today. As a covered my chest Gojo seemed to notice it, "All of you go. NOW! And I don't want this kind of accidents ever again." Gojo said. Did he mean the gun accident or them looking at my nipples? But the fact is, did Gojo Satoru, the mafia leader of Yakuta just stand up for me?

As I was cleaning my wound, Gojo came up to me and said "Yn I forgot to mention yesterday. We are the happy loving couple outside but inside we are strangers. Do you understand? And I don't want to hear my wife suddenly got pregnant with another man." That's the second time Gojo said something like this to me. So this is my life from now onwards... I just nodded and hardly whispered a 'yes'. Did he not see the blood coming from my wound. Maybe he is just used to seeing blood. Why did I even expect him to comfort me. What did I expect, The Gojo Satoru might be a kind person deep inside? I am proved wrong for the second time. So this is how .y is going to be, huh?

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To be continued...

#jjk gojo #anime #anime fandom #anime fanfic #gojo satoru #jjk #gojo saturo #gojo x reader #gojou satoru x reader #jjk satoru #mafia au #jujutsu gojo #jujutsu kaisen satoru #saturo gojo x reader #saturo gojo #jujutsu kaisen

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reflections-in-a-critical-eye · 7 months

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as someone who used to be huge bts fan and biased jimin and jk to now really only caring and being excited about jimin and his art feels so horrible to me tbh but i cant help it jungkook especially made me so dissapointed in this second chapter and i lost so much affection for him. i feel like he lost his appeal to me. Jimin however blew me away smf was just beyond amazing and then face and lc with all the art and heart in it ppl making all kinds of theories connecting him to poems, movies, queer ppl and writting essays about his work. I miss that i miss feeling of excitement and love like that with all 7 of them but jimin just seems to have stolen all my affection. i dont wanna be a solo stan tbh but i feel like i will never like bts as i used to.

Your line of thinking is so categorical, which is something very common when we're operating within a fandom. You mentioned lost affection, which indicates why you're feeling like this. It's the emotional involvement that makes us so involved and to feel so strongly about everything they do. And it can be something positive, like you said about Jimin, or something more negative, like your feelings towards Jungkook right now. I think it's easier for us to navigate these conversations once we acknowledge our position and we understand and admit were we're coming from. For example, I know that almost everything of Jimin's work is elevated and given extra importance in my mind because I like him. It doesn't mean that it's false or I made it all in my head, but if I only heard of him vaguely and looked through some of his work, I'd probably say at first "cool dude, he's interesting". And maybe if I was in the mood, I'd look it up more. It's the same as Jungkook fans now defending/celebrating every step of his career in Chapter 2 and they do that just like any other fan of an artist who is deep into a parasocial relationship. (Also, let's no hide or say only a category of fans are like that. Most of us are and we manifest in various ways).

If you want to label yourself as a solo stan, fine by me. Categories can make life easier, but they also limit not just us, but also those we are interested in or we don't really like. To me, this position is not one I would choose and I see the damage. Being so much involved in fandom, from the position of a solo stan, or a particular shipper/supporter or ot7/whatever else there is, can make us obtuse sometimes and more often than not, really mean in an environment in which online bullying is now acceptable. I see what JK solos say about Jimin and I see what Jimin solos say about Jungkook. It's horrible. Not only that, it's predictable because what they say is what is being transmitted throughout their own communities. It's like learning a script, especially when it comes to insults. And one has to be categorical and hateful. Not critical, because that would imply nuance and we know how no one cares about that.

I'm not enjoying the music Jungkook has been putting out in Chapter 2. I'm not enjoying how it's promoted. But to go from there and change my entire opinion seems too dramatic for me. He's not this horrible guy that he's being painted at. Just listen to him talk, watch his wlives. He's still a dork and he seems genuinely nice. I can live with all these thoughts in my head. Like I said, emotional involvement makes us go crazy, but in my case, previous experience with other creative people and celebrities is influencing the way I see things. I have favorite directors/actors that have some films that I consider really bad and so far from some of their earlier good stuff. But the world doesn't end there. It's ok. It's either a phase or they'll go down the hill, but there's still films that I like or I enjoy their way of looking at the world through their art. I like stuff from people I find displeasing, but I can put that aside and only look at the object.

It's the same with Jungkook for me. And if I don't like something, I will not waste my time trying to find excuses for it or defend it just because I like the person.

Just now I saw that clip of Bang PD talking about JK and it confirmed what others and I've been saying since Seven was released. This was Scooter's work, just as 3D and the other songs that will be released on the album. Jungkook in Chapter 2 musically and Golden are now the result of the partnership between Hybe and Hybe America. And it seems that the strategy is to focus on collabs to bring more attention to it, let Scooter gather all the songs and basically set the tone for everything and deliver a recipe for success. Do I wish Jungkook would let himself be convinced to put out a music album by other sort of people and not Bang & Scooter? Yes. But it was his decision and I can only look at the results and say that it's not for me. But I'm talking about it because I have an interest in Jungkook and because I have the right to say it, just like everyone on the internet.

I'm perfectly fine with all of these contradictions, while still expressing some of my frustrations. I won't expect from Jungkook something similar to what Jimin does because artistically they seem to not have that much in common right now, separately. It doesn't mean that I don't consider Jimin's work to have more artistic value. It has and it's something that I'm interested in and to which I pay attention to.

And sometimes, pop music is just pop music and we can simply enjoy it. Theoretically, that's Jungkook's path right now, but given how it came to fruition, the message it sends, knowing what Jungkook is capable of in terms of producing/writing lyrics, then it is disappointing to me. And so be it.

#m thoughts #jimin #jungkook #jikook

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thoughts on todays volume! in case you are unaware, android users got to play the volume very early, while ios users were given a late release. lmao. (i have both ios & android, but my phone is old & i didn’t want to add “slideshow frame rate” to a game that’s already glitchy af) somehow i managed to escape the horde of unmarked spoilers 🙏🏽

first off, felicity is stunning !!! i'm surprised she had an actual sprite rather than getting the zeph & cassius treatment . if she's not coming back that's such a waste of a really cool & pretty design

friend is really generous, jin . i get OG LI is trying to be nice or whatever but be so fr 😭 the only thing that sienna has been is a boring antagonist, she’s not shown not one single ounce of personality besides being delulu and coming at MC sideways (and it’s mainly because FB now struggles with writing multi-faceted characters…which is why they have AI allegations in the first place…)

speaking of delulu : theo , girl... how many times do i gotta tell you i'm all in on claudia unless they actually let us be poly at the end

MC somehow came out unscathed in movie night, plot armor for the win ! the guys pull MC for a chat before the boy's choice recoupling. the pit in my stomach when i read that.

theo flirts again, but this time our responses are flirty, rude af, or "you should focus on claudia." i didn't want to pick any of these but i picked the flirty one because at first i thought it could be "jokingly" said. interestingly enough, he says something among the lines of how he didn't expect MC to be interested in him because she's with claudia . i didn't want that to bite me in the ass later so i just replayed and picked the rude option (so it seems that it's "canon" for theo & claud to simultaneously crush on MC? at least if she's bi/pan etc.)

i saw this coming but still, this has to be a joke … 😭😭😭😭😭

there’s like what, three volumes left ? unless FB decides to drag this out with a “season 8.5,” this should’ve been a players choice recoupling (hell, it technically could've still been boys choice, with MC getting first pick for winning the heart rate challenge, or because she was selected by the viewers, literally anything lol)

it'd be one thing if OG LI was like, "i chose you because i wanted to keep you safe . even if we're not meant to be, i still care for you, i want you have a chance with the one you want," blah blah blah, but FB never lets us be in a friendship couple, he's just gonna keep pining for MC ... moving on

i forgot to screenshot the first part but it was basically claudia fantasizing about her and MC living in a huge house like the villa, MC was like "how are we gonna afford that"

my MC is a musician, so cuteee

i...what ? 😬 genuinely , what . i read this like 5 times and i still don't understand. unfortunately he did couple up with me, that's why i'm forced to hang out with claudia in the damn shower instead of being out in the open with her . somebody get this grandma to bed

i kinda love the cowgirl outfit. it's terrible, but i love it in a kitschy way . also i just kinda went with it because the mermaid outfit was clipping through MC's braids (as you can see the hat has some weird layering issue, but it's the lesser of two evils)

claudia's outfit wasn't paywalled, and i didn't get the gem option to give jin the viking outfit so he came out looking like this lmfaooooooo

okayyyyyy cowboy carter!

logan arrived way too late imo. again, unless FB plans on extending the season (or he's not romanceable ?) people who get with him are gonna get less time than oliver, angie, youcef romancers. you know how little time that is ???

as for the whole hazel and liam thing ... horrible. , she really deserves better, like me 💋

#love island the game #litg #litg season 8 #litg tempting fate #litg s8 #litg spoilers #spoilers

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musette22 · 6 months

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I just spent the whole evening reading what I thought was a stucky fic (from the tags), but it ended up with Bucky with someone else, and a heartbroken Steve. It was an old fic, and the author had recieved a lot of comments from other readers who felt decieved, but they were dismissed with the argument that fic readers are spoiled with tags and should learn that a story like real life can be unpredictable. The author had originally set out to write stucky but changed their mind half way so the end pairing came out of nowhere and didn’t really make sense with the build up. I didn’t comment, but I’m sitting here asking myself if I’m wrong to be angry. Obviously writers invest a lot more time writing a fic than I do reading it, but it still was my whole evening wasted on the opposite of what I wanted. What was supposed to make me feel good made me feel like shit, and I obviously really wanted to avoid that. I have always trusted tags, but from now on I might have to skip to the end before reading to make sure. Am I entitled?

Oh darling, I am so sorry that happened to you 😔 That is so sad and disheartening, especially if you were looking for something that would make you feel good. I 100% percent understand that it made you feel frustrated and even a little angry, and no, I don't think you're entitled in this case. I do believe that tagging is a courtesy and not a duty, and I also believe everyone is allowed to write and post whatever they want, regardless of what other people may or may not want to read.

Having said that, though, I personally think that making sure that a story is appropriately tagged, at least for major triggers and pairings, is the decent thing to do. The author of this fic could have easily updated the tags to have them reflect the plot twist for any future readers, and in doing that, they could have prevented a lot of people being left disheartened or sad at the end of it. However much I want people to read my stories, I personally would not want someone to read my fic and be triggered or saddened by something it contained. In that case, I'd much rather they just skipped it and read something else.

The idea of almost intentionally disappointing my readers is so counterintuitive to me, because a huge reason why I personally read fic is to feel better, so that's what I hope to offer other people with my own fic too, you know? Of course, I know lots of people love angst and even unhappy endings, because they're cathartic or just because they make them feel things, and that's perfectly fine, too. But in that case, reading those kinds is fics is a choice - and if a fic isn't properly tagged or if it professes to be something that it's not, then a potential reader is not able to make an informed decision, and I think that's misleading and quite disrespectful of the audience. It's not a crime, but it's not very nice, is what I'm trying to say.

This author's argument about how readers should learn that stories, like life, can be unpredictable is mind-boggling to me as well, because hello, surely it can't be news to them that reading (especially fanfiction) serves as a much needed escape from real life for lots and lots of people. I'm sure there are some who read books with the purpose of being surprised or caught off guard, but I think they're a minority tbh. And again, that should be a choice. Long story short: I don't think you're wrong to be frustrated in this case, and while I'm glad to hear you didn't comment and rant at the author like some people would, if I were you, I would personally steer clear of them and their work in the future. Sending you hugs, lovely, and I hope you find something new to read that gives you everything you're looking for soon! ❤️

#stucky #fanfiction #minnie answers

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yaggy031910 · 7 months

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A fun little ask: the Marshalate is informed there is cake in the break room. How do each of them react?

Who ever you are, thank you for this sweet little question and I apologise for my late response. 🙈💕

I have ideas for some of them, however I am **not** aware of the maréchals eating habits so any input is welcome here. Also, I don't know all of the marshals well enough but I will try to include as many as possible. Don’t expect any historical accuracy in this.

See this post as a very big headcanon and as one ongoing story where I am going to try to mimic the marshals characters and miserably fail.

Shall we begin? :D

Les Maréchals and cake

Berthier would hear about it and quietly get excited by the idea of having a nice little piece of cake, just for him to be too busy with everything so that he isn't able to leave his desk. Either this or someone (probably one of his adcs) would be nice enough to get for Berthier his piece of cake.

Murat: You bet he is one of the first ones to look at this cake. His reaction might depend on how the cake looks. If it's a huge cake with a lot of golden details, Murat will carry it around so everyone admires this phenomenal cake because it deserves to be looked at.

Augerau and Masséna wonder why there is such a fancy a cake in the break room in the first place and who might have put it there. Augerau asks Masséna with a low voice: “How much money do you want to bet on the cake being poisoned?” Before Masséna is able to answer, Lannes enters the scene.

Lannes runs after Murat with the cake knife demanding to finally get his damn piece of this cake while Murat can't make himself to cut it because this cake is “so damn beautiful that it would be a waste to eat it.” This little game goes on for a minute or two until the other marshals grow impatient, one of them being Ney.

Ney who is known for his hotheadedness tries to save this cake from a disaster aaaaand fails. :) The three of them dispute over who is the actual culprit of this mess.

L: Murat, what have you done? M: I have done nothing. You followed me with a knife. N: You let the cake fall. M: You intervened in my business with Lannes.

The cake has fallen to the ground as Davout, Suchet and Macdonald watched. “Aaand here goes the cake”, Macdonald says; “At least the floor was able to taste it.” Suchet asks: “What do you think was its flavour?” ”Chocolate vanilla.” Davout answers. After a moment of silence, he adds. “Soult has a good recipe.” Mortier walks in, seeing how Lannes, Murat and Ney are loudly disputing while Masséna and Augerau get themselves black coffee and Davout, Suchet and Macdonald talking. Lefebvre who was walking right behind Mortier gestures him to move away from the door so he can get into the break room: “What is going on?”

Suchet: “We found a cake-“ Davout interrupts him: “We found a chocolate vanilla cake which we don’t know how it got here or if it was poisoned and now it’s inedible because his royal highness, the King of Naples, made it fall.”

Murat shouts from the back: “I didn’t let it fall.” Lannes: “Oh, you did.”

Lefebvre offers a solution like the good fatherly figure he is: “Do you still want cake? We could bake a new cake, messieurs.” Davout replies: “This sounds like a smart idea, Monsieur. Maréchal Soult knows an excellent recipe.”

Lefebvre: “Ahh, excellent. Where is our maréchal?”

Mortier: “He is in his office.”

“Then this where our journey goes next.” Lefebvre slams the door open and accidentally hits Oudinot. “Ah, Monsieur, my apologies. If I had known you were there, I wouldn’t have slammed the door as hard as I did. Are you alright? Yes? Until the next time then.”

Davout walks up to his friend to make sure how Oudinot is doing and explains to him in the meanwhile what is going on and also promises Oudinot to bring him a piece of the cake they are going to bake.

Lefebvre takes the lead and walks straight to Soult’s office while Davout and Mortier follow him. Suchet decides to stay behind while Macdonald thinks about it. Lefebvre knocks on Soult’s office door: “Monsieur, le maréchal? Are you here?” *Lefebvre knocks again with his energetic manner.* “Monsieur, le maréchal, it’s me, Lefebvre. Open the door!*

Soult opens the door with his usual unimpressed demeaner: Hm? Lefebvre: “Excusez-moi, mon maréchal, I heard you have a recipe for a delicious cake?” Soult: Cake? What cake? Davout: The chocolate vanilla one… the one you baked for your daughter Hortense’s birthday. The delicious one. Soult: Ah, yeah. That one. What of it? Mortier: We would like to bake this cake, which is why we want to ask if you mind us borrowing the recipe? Soult stares at his co-maréchals for a second, he shuts the door, opens it again with a piece of paper in his hand which he gives to Lefebvre. “Here. Is there anything else you need?” Macdonald who decided to join the baking group walks up to them and asks Soult: “Would you mind to lend us your baking equipment?” - “No. Have a nice day.” Soult shuts his door while Lefebvre shouts: “Thank you for your help, Monsieur Soult.” Macdonald asks: “What are we going to do now?” “We are going to bake the cake now, my good friend”, Davout answers. Mac: “Where? Where do you want us to bake the cake? Do we have the right ingredients?” D: In the kitchen and I don’t see why we shouldn’t have the ingredients. Macdonald looks at Davout with suspicious eyes about the matter if they are going to manage to bake this cake… The group of maréchals appear in the imperial kitchen where they start to gather the right ingredients. While the group is busy with the preparations, les maréchals Pérignon and Sérurier appear, wondering what is going on. As Lefebvre is explaining these two their baking journey up until now, Pérignon and Sérurier decide to join them: “A cake made by maréchals for maréchals.”

What could possibly go wrong with two additional heads in the kitchen? As it turns out: Everything. Pérignon and Sérurier manage to overdo the cake by confusing salt with sugar. The cake tastes salty, the icing itself is fine because it was made by Davout who religiously followed Soult’s directions. In addition to that, monsieur Lefebvre manages to mix up usual paper with baking sheets.

Bernadotte walks into the kitchen as he sees his fellow maréchals working on their baking project. He comments on the scenery: “This is just pure chaos without any discipline, a chaos which can’t possibly create something edible.” Davout replies “Well, have you ever baked anything in your miserable existence which you so call your life?”; to which Bernadotte says: “wELL, no, BUT-“ Davout continues: “Then get out of this room and give me my peace back or shut up.” Bernadotte decides to leave.

As Bernadotte is leaving, Jourdan walks right into the scene with an apple in his hand. A fire starts to break out in the oven and Jourdan, like the team player he is, turns and leaves this mess to his co-maréchals without saying one word.

Nothing is going as Davout had it planned. He sits in a corner, mourning this beautiful chocolate vanilla cake he had in mind. Macdonald sits right next to him with a spoon, telling him: “Well, at least the frosting you made yourself is delicious.” Davout, completely shattered by the fact that he wasn’t able to make his desired chocolate vanilla cake, puts his face into his palms until a surprise visits the kitchen: It’s maréchal Soult. With a cake. A chocolate vanilla cake. A chocolate vanilla cake which is neither burnt nor oversalted. A chocolate vanilla cake according to the recipe. Next to Soult is Oudinot who cuts two pieces of the cake: one for himself and one for his good old friend, Louis Nicolas Davout.

After Soult, Ney and Lannes enter the kitchen. Ney silently takes a piece of Soult’s cake, saying nothing except a simple “thank you”. So do Macdonald and Mortier. Soult tolerates Ney’s presence. Lannes on the other hand goes straight to the oversalted and burnt cake which the older maréchals made and are also eating. Kellermann and Grouchy, as late to the party as ever, also go for Lefebvre’s bad cake while Soult’s good cake is still sitting there. Soult can’t hide his look of disgust.

At some point, Bessières and Murat join or rejoin retrospectively the scene, walking up to Soult’s cake. Bessières, as well mannered as he is, takes one piece of a cake to which Murat comments: “I know how much you like this lovely type of cake, Bessières, take a second piece.” - “No”, Soult replies: “That’s not your cake. Take your piece and leave.” Murat adds: “For whom are the other pieces then? I don’t see anybody who would possibly want to eat this gorgeous baked good. We want to eat your delicious creation of a fabulous cake.” - “One piece each. You can give him your piece if you like to.” Bessières interrupts the two: “I am content with my piece.” Murat doesn’t listen to what Bessières says and continues his conversation with Soult: “My fellow maréchal, I don’t understand, why do you struggle so much with allowing somebody to have one additional piece of cake than the other ones?”

While Murat and Soult continue their dispute which leads to nowhere, one adc enters slowly the kitchen. He looks at Soult who recognises this man as one of Berthier’s adcs. He came to get a piece of cake for his marshal. Soult lets him take one of the few pieces left. All of a sudden, Kellermann seems to be chocking on his salty cake piece. All the maréchals are gathering around him and in the chaos, the last few pieces of Soult’s cake fall to the ground. Soult looks at his cake or what’s left of it. One could argue that everyone who wanted to eat it was able to eat it. One could argue that these fallen pieces can be ignored and Soult could go on with his day never ever thinking about the pieces again. However, we are talking about maréchal Soult here who sees the art in baking. The love, the accuracy of it. Today he didn’t just bring cake to his fellow maréchals. Today he witnessed how some of them have no sense of dignity for what it means to be able to eat good food. Good cake. Soult is leaving the room, not bothered about Kellermann as he wouldn’t be able to help anyway. He is going to his wife, his Louise Berg, who asks him about his day. He tells her the whole of it. How he was surprised by his fellow maréchals who wanted to bake a cake. How he knew that they are going to mess up his recipe. How he baked that cake properly and how a part of it went to waste. “Some of them ate oversalted and burnt cake. Who eats bad cake? Who likes bad cake???”

Davout on the other hand was thankful for Soult. With a smile on his face, Davout enjoyed his so desired chocolate vanilla cake, unbothered by the event surrounding him. The end. :)

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dreamcorechild · 9 months

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IF THE HANTENGU CLONES GO ON A ROLLER COASTER. :D

[One day. The four brothers, Sekido, Karaku, Aizetsu and Urogi decided to go on a roller coaster.]

"Oho, what a delightful ride we will have.~" Karaku, the demon of pleasure cackles. He looked over at the rollercoaster.

"That looks like a bit of fun dont ya think my fellow demons?"

Karaku looks at Aizetsu, Urogi and Sekido with a smug grin of excitement.

"Yes. It would be a very... Exciting and heart pounding experience, If I were to describe it."

Sekido stares at Karaku and Aizetsu. His expression showed a wide range of negative Emotions, such as irritation, anger, rage, vexation, and frustration.

"This is going to be fun.."

"I couldn't agree more."

Karaku shrugged off his maple leaf-shape Uchiwa fan before placing it on his lower back.

"Let's head in, shall we?"

He waved his hand to the others.

"What are you waiting for?~"

He made his way to the roller coaster.

Aizetsu looked at Karaku, and gave the signal to go ahead and walk his way towards the roller coaster. He walked along the paths in order to catch up with Karaku, Urogi and Sekido.

Aizetsu's head was slightly moving due to him looking around his surroundings and analysing everything in front of him..

He still had a strong feeling that something was going to happen as his blue sapphire eyes glowed slightly.

Karaku entered the cart waiting in queue for its turn. He sat down and secured himself on the seat. Karaku turned to the others.

"Come on!"

He beckoned the 3 demons.

"Do not tell me what to do, Demon of pleasure."

Sekido stares at Karaku in such contempt and fury that his red and crimson eyes glowed and crackles with lightning. He growled with anger as he boarded and sat up on the cart with the other demons. His wings fluttered up with irritation and vexation as his Khakkhara laid on his lap.

Karaku looked away and took a deep breath. He sighed and rolled his eyes as his emerald eyes twinkled with annoyance.

"Can't you relax for once in your life?"

He looked back at Sekido with a sly smirk.

"Besides, I was just trying to be nice for once~"

Karaku shrugged and looked out the window, waiting for the roller coaster to begin its ride.

"Being nice is a sign of weakness."

Sekido's veins popped with irritation as he glared at Karaku. He clenched his fist together as he waited for the roller coaster to begin its ride.

He huffed and huffed with such discontent.

Karaku let out a deep chuckle under his breath.

"So what? Does it matter to you if I want to be nice or not?"

He sighed again in annoyance.

"You seem to be so uptight about everything. You need to let go and start having some fun~"

Karaku smirked again and looked back out the window, as the roller coaster finally started its ride.

Aizetsu was starting to feel a. Bit scared. He huddle up next to Urogi.

"What's wrong Aizetsu? Is it because you are afraid of heights?"

Karaku smirked as he looked over to Aizetsu.

"If you want, I'll be happy to hold your hand the whole time, if that makes you feel more safe~"

He said in a mocking tone.

"You don't want to be the only demon who can't handle this. That would make you look embarrassing, now wouldn't it~"

"Do not bother me, You demon of pleasure."

Sekido growls at Karaku. He scoffed and turned his gaze out the window. He still felt irritated.

"This isn't fun in the slightest, It's a waste of precious time."

"You're just being such a party pooper. Why can't you just calm down and try to enjoy your life more?"

Karaku sighed and shook his head in disapproval as they continued to ride on the roller coaster.

"Maybe then you could lighten up and stop being such a wet blanket all the time."

He smirked and winked at Sekido. Karaku had a sly grin that was plastered on his face.

"You're an idiot."

Sekido huffed and he gripped onto his Khakkhara. He was feeling irritated. His expression was still angry, vexed and irritated. His arms fluttered with irritation and tension.

The roller coaster begins to drop down, feeling a huge sensation of speed and adrenaline.

"Hmph."

"Ohh. Someone seems grumpy. Oh I forgot. You always like to look like a grumpy guts all the time."

Karaku said in a teasing tone, as he watched Sekido. His lips curled into a smug expression.

"You're not always the best fighter in the family now are you? You need to relax and maybe you could be as great as me."

He said with great sarcasm as the roller coaster dropped down.

"Oh! This is getting exciting."

Karaku giggled as he enjoyed the ride. He was loving this.

"Eee, this feels.. Adrenalising."

Urogi said with a bright and playful tone. His golden eyes twinkles like a full moon in the sky. He had a big grin on his face and his long messy hair swayed to the beat of the roller coaster.

"This is something new to me! Oh! Oh! What's the next surprise?"

Urogi held Sekido's hand tightly and laughed loudly in delight.

As the roller coaster continued to drop, Karaku felt a huge thrill of excitement in his chest.

He laughed, he smiled, and he giggled in his delight. He was having the best time of his life. He looked over to Urogi, who was giggling playfully. Karaku chuckled and smirked before looking back outside of the window. The view outside was a bit fuzzy and blurry, but he couldn't help but find it to be beautiful.

"I HATE.. I HATE HEIGHTS..."

Aizetsu yelled at the top of his lungs, gripping tightly onto Urogi's hoodie, scared of the roller coaster.

"WHY WOULD ANYONE ENJOY THIS?"

He was having a mini-panic attack, and his anxiety was growing higher and higher as the roller coaster continued its drop.

His sapphire blue eyes widened, and his mouth opened in pure shock.

Urogi gave a warm smile to Aizetsu and patted his head to comfort him

"It's alright, Aizetsu. It's not that bad, it's just fun and excitement that can't hurt you~"

Urogi giggled as he held onto Aizetsu tightly, he felt safe knowing that he's with his brother.

"Plus, you'll see me protect you if anything goes wrong~"

Urogi smirked again before looking out of the window

Aizetsu's face was still filled with pure shock. He was shaking and gripping onto Urogi's hoodie tightly. He was terrified that he might die from the drop. He was on the verge of tears, trying not to cry as the whole situation was too much for him to handle.

"Don't let go please... Please, please, please.."

That's all he could say. He was too scared to say anything else.

"Don't worry! I'll always hold and protect you! I love you, so I'll always have your back. I promise you that you won't fall, I'm not going anywhere~"

Urogi giggled and squeezed Aizetsu tightly. All this time he kept his gaze on Aizetsu. He felt a sense of relief as he felt his brother's safe and comforting touch.

Urogi smiled and blushed when he heard the whole roller coaster screaming "woooohoooooooo!!"

"Why does it have to be so fast!? This is terrible!" He groaned and huffed softly. His red, crimson eyes closed as he gripped onto his Khakkhara tightly in frustration. "When is this ever going to end!?"

Karaku looked over to Sekido and snickered.

"Oh, why did you agree to this? You're going to ruin your lovely mood if you keep this up."

He giggled and smirked again.

The roller coaster reached at its highest peak, and was getting faster.

Karaku felt an adrenaline rush in his chest. He was filled with excitement.

"Hahaha!!~ This is getting so much more fun!"

His wings fluttered up with excitement and his bright emerald eyes glowed brightly in delight.

Aizetsu was still shaking and he felt tears coming out of his eyes. He was absolutely scared of the ride and he couldn't handle the overwhelming feeling. His blue sapphire eyes were filled with despair as he looked up to Urogi. He was absolutely scared and his grip would tighten as the roller coaster was going fast. He wanted to get off but he couldn't.

"Don't let go.. Please, please, please... I don't wanna die.. please..."

Aizetsu was starting to cry, tears rolling down his cheeks.

Sekido growled in frustration, he looks at Aizetsu. His eyes showed such an expression that's filled with anger, irritation, vexation, and rage. He huffed and huffed as he muttered words to himself while his Khakkhara shook with such rage.

"Hmpf.. Weaklings... This is a waste of time...!"

The roller coaster started to drop. It was extremely fast. Sekido clenched his jaw tight and gripped onto his Khakkhara tightly with both of his arms. His eyebrows fluttered up with irritation and frustration.

As the roller coaster continued to drop down to its lowest peak, Karaku let out a scream of excitement and delight. He enjoyed this, it was a great time. It was worth it in his opinion.

His arms were spread wide open to feel the windy breeze. His hair fluttered happily and he was grinning from ear to ear.

Weeee!~ This is awesome!!!!~

He shouted gleefully. His lips curled into a smug grin as he looked at the other demons.

"Well? You guys are missing out on the fun~."

"I AGREE WITH YOU~!!"

Urogi yelled at the top of his lungs. He was grinning and giggling loudly. He was having the time of his life.

"This is such a blast!!~ How can one not enjoy this amazing thing?!"

Urogi shrugged as he looked at the other demons. He took a deep breath.

"Come on guys, just enjoy this moment!"

Urogi smiled and nodded. He seemed to cheer himseld on. He looked at his dear Aizetsu with a kind smile.

When the roller coaster finally stopped at the lowest peak, Urogi got off. He stepped off the ride and his wings spread wide open. He took a deep breath and looked up to the cloudless sky. The sun shined bright for him and he grinned at the warmth on his face.

"It felt so thrilling!!~ It felt so amazing!~ You really missed out~"

Karaku looked over to the other demons.

"This is truly why I'm so much better than you guys~"

Urogi held onto his Aizetsu and squeezed him tightly. He was absolutely excited at all that has happened. He felt a sense of relief as he looked at Karaku.

"YES! YES! YES! THIS WAS AMAZING!!~ YOU'RE RIGHT!~ I loved it!~ It was an awesome feeling to experience!~"

Urogi couldn't contain his excitement. It was a moment he will never forget.

He crossed his arms and narrowed his eyes at the other demons. His eyes showed such annoyance as the corner of his mouth slightly curved up. He was feeling irritated. He rolled his eyes and scoffed.

"How can one find a simple ride amusing?"

He scoffed and looked away, his eyebrows thickening with rage.

"Is this truly what you find amusing, demon of pleasure? Or are you wasting your precious time with such nonsense?"

Karaku's ears flickered in response to Sekido's anger.

"Well of course!~ It's a roller coaster.~ Who wouldn't enjoy the thrill of it?"

He chuckled before grinning slyly.

"Besides..."

He chuckled again and grinned

"Who said I was wasting my time?~ We're not doing any demon business so therefore we can do whatever we want!~"

He snickered and sighed. He stretched his arms and streched his legs before looking up towards the sky.

Aizetsu's eyes were still filled with tears as he hugged onto Urogi tightly. He was trembling and breathing heavily. His sapphire eyes were looking away from the other demons. He felt embarrassed that he was crying in front of everyone.

His anxiety was growing higher with the other demon's gazes. He couldn't help but feel so down and depressed. His legs felt weak as he held them close to his body.

It was quite sad to see Aizetsu in such a state. Karaku looked over at Aizetsu and frowned a little in sympathy. His expression changed in pity towards Aizetsu.

"Hey, hey, come on. Why are you so terrified?"

He said in a soft and concerned tone. Karaku took a step closer towards Aizetsu with a warm smile on his face.

"I can be with you the whole time. I won't let anything happen to you."

Aizetsu felt overwhelmed by his emotions and couldn't talk. He took deep breaths to try and calm down. His legs were still weak and he was still trembling.

His sapphire eyes were wide and filled with fear, as he gripped onto Urogi's hoodie.

Aizetsu just wanted to get off the roller coaster and leave. No more fun. No more thrills. He doesn't want to have fun anymore.

He was still shaking and he was close to crying.

Karaku took another step closer and was close to Aizetsu. He gently rubbed his back.

"Don't be scared, Aizetsu. Everything is going to be okay."

He gave Aizetsu a comforting smile.

Karaku had a kind persona to him when he was around Aizetsu. He wanted Aizetsu to be comfortable around him, so he could make him experience new things without being too afraid.

Urogi sighed and tried to calm Aizetsu down. His golden eyes glimmered with compassion and empathy for the other demon.

"It's alright, Aizetsu. It's over now. You don't have to be afraid anymore."

He held onto Aizetsu tightly and glared at Sekido, who was telling Aizetsu to "shut up".

"How about you shut up instead, Sekido?"

Urogi snickered and then looked back at Aizetsu with a warm and gentle smile.

Sekido looked back and glared at Urogi. His eyes were wide with annoyance and he scoffed.

"What did I do? I'm only telling him to shut up."

His tone was serious and he crossed his arms and scowled at both Urogi and Aizetsu at the same time.

"I can't stand you two. You two are a disgrace to us, demons. I hate weaklings like you.. All you think about is being soft, gentle, and weak. A true demon should be filled with pride and strength, not fear and weakness.."

Bonus time!!

If Zohakuten was on the roller coaster with them:

If you were on the roller coaster with them:

#demon slayer #aizetsu #sekido #karaku #urogi #demon slayer aizetsu #demon slayer urogi #demon slayer karaku #kimestu no yaiba #kimetsu no yaiba fanfic #demon slayer fanfic #hantengu clones #kny urogi #kny sekido

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the-offside-rule · 1 year

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Pierre Gasly (Alpine) - L'hymne a L'amour

Requested: on wattpad

Prompt: L'hymne a L'amour by Edith Piaf

Warnings: It's just very sad and I'm very sorry in advance

Y/n sat looking at herslf in the large mirror, as the beautiful white wedding dress reached to the floor. She swore she was about to cry but no, her mascara was too expensive for that to happen. "You look beautiful." Y/n's mother said through tears. Her baby was all grown up. "Mum, please don't cry. Then I'm going to cry." Y/n smiled, engulfing her in a huge hug. "I know. I just can't believe it's finally happening." She cried. "Well, finally. We've been through a lot to finally get here but we're here!" Y/n chirped. Her mother nodded her head and reached into her purse. "Just before I go, I have a gift for you and when I say 'I'-" she paused and handed Y/n a letter, an old looking letter by the look of it. There were a few stains on it, presumably from tea or coffee which smudged the ink but she could still make out what it said. To Y/n, on her wedding day. She looked up to her mother, after recognising the writing and already felt the tears pricking her eyes. "He wrote it before he passed on and told me not to elt you have it until your wedding day." Y/n's head dropped down to the letter once again. "I'll leave you alone darling." her mother said before walking out to join the rest of the Church. Y/n just stared at it. Sje didn't want to open it but yet here her hands were, shakily ripping the seal open to look at the paper inside. Y/n gasped as some confetti spilled out but quickly laughed at her dad's sense of humour. She began reading. There was no going back now.

My little princess,

You better be reading this on your wedding day, or else your mother can't hide anything even if I left her instructions. I've long awaited for this day to come but just in case I didn't make it, enjoy your wedding day my darling. Its about time that driver Pierre got down on one knee and proposed! He used to talk so me about marrying you, so much so that I thought I'd live to see the day. Listen, before you're let walk down the aisle, I told Pierre to do something before I passed away and it's something I'm sure you will absolutely love. You'll notice it immediately darling, I promise so do me a favour. Go and marryg the love of your life, love like your life depends on it and don't ever, ever forget that you'll always be my little girl, no matter how old you get.

I love you my darling,

Dad

Y/n felt the tears behind her eyes as sje read the words in her mind. A lot had happened since he died. For one, she wasn't with Pierre anymore. They both lost the spark and Pierre was always away so they just decided to go seperate ways but not a day went by without her thinking of him and vice versa. Y/n folded the letter and stuffed it into her bouquet of flowers, making sure to keep it close to her and walked out. Y/n smiled to herrself, but it soon disappeared once her eyes met the bouncing blue eyes of the man she once loved. "Pierre?" Y/n whispered. Pierre smiled at her lightheartedly and nodded. "It's me princesse. I have to admit, I'm a little sad I didn't get an invitation." Y/n's lips curled into a small smile. "I didn't think you'd waste your time." she chuckled. "I would never count this as wasting my time princesse." The two were silent for a minute, neither knowing what to say. "Who's the lucky guy?" Pierre asked first, breaking the silence. "His name is Joshua. He's a really nice guy." Y/n replied. "That's nice. You always deserved the best."

"So why are you here?" she asked, cutting straight to the point. Pierre's eyes fell onto her. Oh how gorgeous she looked in white. Just a shame it wasn't for him. "Don't you remember my promise?" Y/n shook her head. What promise? "I promised I'd walk by your side on your wedding day. I always keep my promises princesse."

"You really do. Don't you?" Pierre hummed and looked away from her. It was paining him a little to see her ready to walk down the aisle to her future husband. He always thought it would be him, even when they broke up he always had that little voice telling him they would get back together at some stage but no. All that hope was simply crushed in the church. "Well, we're going to be late. Are you ready to walk down the aisle?" Y/n looked at him. His smile was completely fake and his once bubbly blue eyes had now grown cold. "Pierre, you don't have to walk me down." She reassured him. "No princesse, there's something I have to do. Not only did I promise you this but I also promised your father this too." Y/n furrowed her eyebrows. "I promised I'd always take care of you so here I am Y/n, pledging, promising that no matter the occasion, no matter the reason, no matter the weather, day, year, no matter what, I'll always be here for you." Y/n finally let a few tears drop down her cheek. "I know you will. He said in his letter there'll be something I will understand but I still don't get it." She admitted.

Pierre looked down at the cuffs of his suit and lifted them up to show her two beautiful silver cufflinks. "He asked me to wear his cufflings on your wedding day. He had a lot of requests, that being the last princesse." Y/n's face softened as she looked towards the door. "So now are we ready?" he asked. Y/n linked her arm with his and nodded confidently. "Always with you by my side."

"Always."

#f1 oneshots #f1 oneshot #f1 blurb #f1 imagine #pierre gasly x reader #pierre gasly x you #pierre gasly x y/n #pierre gasly

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armoricaroyalty · 1 year

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Rosewood Hall / May 25th, 2016

ROSALIND | ...really, I feel very fortunate to work with my family. We're quiet close, and it's been such a pleasure to see them grow in their roles. [Mary blows raspberries and Hugo giggles.] REPORTER 1 | I know I'm being naughty, but I have to ask: are the Layes planning to expand their family? It feels like the entire country is on bump watch! ROSALIND | Er... ROSALIND | Well, you'd have to ask my brother, but— JACQUES | [offscreen] Ask me what? ROSALIND | Well, well. Speak of the devil. Where is your lovely wife? JACQUES | Oh, she's still getting ready. Women, amirite? ALL REPORTERS | [polite laughter] ROSALIND | We've already been standing around for half an hour— PHOTOGRAPHER | Why don't we take a few test shots while we're waiting?

VIVI | [quietly] Do I look okay? You can't tell I was— CLAUDIA | [gently] No ma'am. VIVI | I don't look tired, do I? I don't want them saying I look tired. CLAUDIA | No ma'am. Not at all. ROSALIND | There you are. Honestly, we should call you the Duchess of Late. REPORTER 2 | [chuckles] 'Duchess of Late,' that's very clever, ma'am! VIVI | Sorry to keep you all waiting, I wasn't feeling well... ROSALIND | Let's get this over with. We've wasted enough time standing around already.

[They take pictures]

ROSALIND | ...there's no reason to tell him. Not one! JACQUES | Roz, it's his child. You can't keep that from him. MARY | I think there's no reason to tell him right now. ROSALIND | Right. Before we do anything else, we need to find Kelly and find out if the baby is even his. She might've been sleeping around. MARY | Think about it. If you were in her position, you'd tell him, right? I mean, even if you didn't want to marry him, you'd want money for the baby. JACQUES | When she saw me, she bolted. Why run away if it's not his? ROSALIND | I don't know, and frankly: I don't care. I made my decision. We're not telling him, or Mom and Dad, or anyone else. Not until we know more. ROSALIND | [offscreen] Even if Freddy isn't the father, it'll be a huge scandal. This wasn't...an accident in a long-term relationship. This woman is a stranger. JACQUES | Yeah, but— MARY | Look: there's no point in telling him before we know for sure. We'll find her, we'll do the paternity test, and then we'll decide what to do. ROSALIND | Until then, I'm asking you nicely to keep this to yourselves. We wouldn't want to risk a scandal now, would we? VIVI | No ma'am. ROSALIND | [chuckles] Vivi, you're a treasure.

#armorica story #chapter 2 #chapter 2 part 3 #behind the scenes #character: vivienne meijer #character: jacques st. fleur #character: claudia gianelli #character: rosalind st. fleur #character: mary yokoyama #character: hugo st. fleur #ask to tag

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girlwithwolftatoo · 2 years

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Please spare h/cs about moon boys and stalker!reader 🔥

(Since now i’ll start to sign as 💀)

I think I'll call you... Skully (?

Marc Spector:

*Very good at noticing something's wrong and someone is following him.

*Either way, he believes in "ask first, hit later" and makes some moves to face you.

*He's a little confused, why are you following him? You look like anything but a criminal or a merc or... well, a menace, to be honest.

*"You better stop what you're doing" he warns you, towering but never touching you. Like, compared to him, you're small and with an obvious lack of physical strenght to take him down.

*...Not like his words are going to stop you. The main problem is, the next time you met, he's being Moon Knight and it scares you to death, because everyone knows the legend of this white-suited vigilante who's pure violence and doesn't bat an eye when punishing criminals. "What did I tell you?" he grunts after saving you in one of those nights you were behind his heels and faced by accident a gang.

*Marc doesn't know what to think of you. You're obviously a little flee wasting your time in a creepy hobbie, but you're mostly harmless and very clumsy if he noticed you so fast. And deep inside, wants to know why are you so interested in him.

Steven Grant:

*Is more likely he learns about your doings by other's mouths than by himself. Like, you've been visiting the museum or just walking around for days and the security personal is getting worried about that.

*He had run a couple of times onto you by accident (from him, you were getting closer on purpose) and slow but surely, begins to notice your presence is very common. And, well, you're in London, a big city, it can't be a coincidence.

*Probably you were too obvious this time, for he approaches you with his usual good nature ("Hello... can I help you? Noticed you've been around for a'while...") and the duel of socially anxious people begins between both of you.

*Impossible to know what happened, did you invite him, did he invite you? Anyways, you arrange a date and actually show up, and you make a huge effort to not show how obsessed you've been with him since the past weeks.

*But your plan of acting normal fails when you met him as Mr. Knight (probably in a less dangerous situation than the mentioned with Marc) and you confess, feeling embarrased for being caught, your past behavior.

*"Yes, they could be a crazy criminal, dunno, they look very nice and -I've never felt in danger these weeks. But it's funny, don't you think? Having someone looking upon you? I should be more careful, I know, but... they're nice, if we just ignore they're a little unhinged" (Steven talking to Crowley about you)

Jake Lockley:

*Nothing escapes from his sight. Jake can feel when someone's around him, and yes, he noticed you since the first time you began to follow him.

*He's generous, and gives you some space for your doings, pretending he's not aware of your not-so-far presence. But it's just a game, you soon become the prey and he corners you in an alley, without any intend of being nice.

*"Entonces..." he whispers while showing you he's armed, one hand keeping you pressed against a wall "you're a little mouse, following me for all the city, and don't try to deny it. Tell me, why?"

*He has reasons to be this extra, maybe thinking you're part of Harrow's cult searching for revenge after his death. If you don' answer quick, or he's not sure you're being honest, he'll search for things on you than can be considered a menace, including your phone, where you probably have some not very well taken photos.

*At this point you're probably about to burst in tears, Jake can scare the sh*t out of anyone even if he's not being directly aggresive. "I'm s-sorry, I... I won't bother you again, please, just... I just..." you mumble. He shushes you with his gloved hand caressing your face "Tranquila, ratoncita ("Calm down, little mouse"), I'm not going to hurt you... Just getting sure you're not being a problem, okay?"

*The predator becoming the prey goes further. Now you're the one being stalked by Jake, who wants to be sure you're not part of something that may damage him or the other Moon boys, and of course he's far better in this than you. But, to be honest, he felt a little pleased with the idea of you going after him because you liked him, yes, you're not a very normal person, but so isn't him...

#moon knight #moon knight headcanon #marc spector #jake lockley #steven grant #jake lockley x reader #steven grant x reader #marc spector x reader #steven grant headcanon #marc spector headcanon #jake lockley headcanon #moon knight x reader #mr knight x reader #moon boys #moon knight series

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skriveting · 2 years

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A bunch of different writing prompts MASTERLIST #2

updated 13.11.22

MASTERLIST #1 HERE

"This isn't going anywhere."

"This is making me very uncomfortable." "Good, I'm glad."

"Move along, move along, nothing to see here!"

"Where have you been?"

"My will to live is dwindling at an alarming rate."

"Don't get confused, you are disposable."

"Do you maybe wanna be friends?" "Go away!"

"Yeah, that tracks."

"A friend of theirs is no friend of mine."

"Why did you cut it like that?"

"Oh, dear."

"Could you put the knife down while you're talking, please?"

"Okay, I get it now." "You do?" "Yeah!" "Are you sure?" "No."

"All right, now let's get back to me yelling!"

"Let's eat a kiwi or two and calm down." "You know I don't condone cannibalism." "No, no, that's not what I meant-"

"How is it only Wednesday..." "It's Monday." "NO!!!!"

"Great, you again."

"You mean to tell me she hasn't read 1984?!" "Michael, she's 4." "And??"

"Hm. You know, I didn't really care to know that."

"It's getting worse, isn't it?" "It's nothing, don't worry about it."

"What's a few threats between friends?" "Exactly."

"I guess when you put it like that..."

"You couldn't be more wrong if you tried."

"I wish I could go on just one date where I didn't have to use the Heimlich maneuver." "Dude, what goes on on your dates?" "I wish I knew!"

"Keep up, please." "I'm trying!"

"What did you think?" "It was not good." "Dad!"

"Well I've heard that I can be an asshole, but I don't think it'll be a major problem." "I beg to differ."

"How was I supposed to know that?" "Well, if you'd read the brief I sent you, you would have!" "It was 600 pages!!"

"Put that down, that's disgusting."

"I'll tell you, that threw me for quite a loop!" "Stop talking like that."

"I've waited a long time for this." "I'm sorry, who are you?"

"So what's your plan, talking me to death? Because if so, it's working."

"Let's go, I don't have all day."

"I thought this would be difficult. But, looking at you now..."

"Have you always been this much of an asshole?"

"The least you could do is put up a fight worth my time."

"Why are we doing this?" "You can't be serious."

"Stop wasting time."

"Pity. I'd actually been looking forward to this."

"And you wonder why I hate you."

"Don't push your luck."

"I came alone."

"How you doing, champ?" "Don't call me that."

"I'll let you know."

"How are you still alive?!" "That's a long story."

"A hello would've been nice."

"I'm out of here."

"Get me out of this wretched torture device!" "Get a hold of yourself, it's just a turtleneck sweater-" "I am suffocating!!"

"Yes, it's terrible, and yes, I love it."

"Would you let go already?!"

"Riddle me this: what the heck is going on?!"

"You'd think I'd know better by now."

"I'm feeling pretty vulnerable right now." "Sick, dude."

"Some things never change."

"I'd like for us all to acknowledge that this was a huge mistake."

"So, what do you think?" "Hm. Not enough violence."

"If everyone could just calm down for a second, that'd be great."

"What more do I have to do before you realize that you can trust me?"

"I'm not into that sort of stuff."

"This is actually a pretty common side-effect." "Somehow I doubt that."

"Ever since the day I met you I feel the light inside me dwindle a little more with each passing day."

"You aren't meant to live like this." "Says who?"

"I've had a really hard time trying to work through this."

"What are you doing here? It's four in the morning!"

"Some days I really love my job. This is not one of those days."

"Are you sure about this?" "As sure as I can be, given the circumstances."

"I've given them enough chances. I'm not letting myself be put through that again."

"You got the right answer, but I have no idea how." "Neither do I, to be honest."

"How did you survive that??"

"There's just something about it that bugs me, but I can't put my finger on it..."

"Take that thing off."

"You don't have to tell me twice."

"Did you seriously think that would work?"

"Don't bother me."

"That's all right, I was leaving anyway."

"Well, you know..." "No, I don't, that's why I'm asking."

"Guess I missed the memo."

"Nevermind, it's nothing."

"What gave you that impression?"

“I don't take orders from anyone, let alone from people like you.”

"Wait, you’re telling me it’s supposed to taste like this??"

"It’s not wise to live a life where you make decisions based on compassion and love in a world that won’t show you any."

"Let's save us both some time and just be honest with each other from the start. If you're not, I'll find out eventually anyway, so let's just cut the crap right from the get-go."

"Isn't this enough?"

"Are you afraid?" "Of you? Never."

"Don't ever make me do that again."

"What are you doing?" "I told you, you have to trust me. I figure I should prove to you that you can."

"How stupid do you think I am?!"

"You owe me." "I don't owe you anything."

"I can't believe you carried me off like that, you made me look like a weakling in front of everyone!" "You were dying-"

"Are you seeing this too or am I having a stroke?"

"Stop doing that, you're freaking me out!"

"This cake reeks of resentment and bitterness." "When we get to the party I'm going to need you to stop talking like that."

"Hang on, hang on, I have the perfect playlist for this scenario-" "Now is not the time!!!"

"Are those... bite marks?"

"The only thing about you that never disappoints, is your ability to disappoint."

"You're incredible." "Aw, thanks!" "Not a compliment, babe."

"I thought you didn't believe in fate." "Until I met you, I didn't."

"Get that thing away from me!"

"I want to get better, I just don't know how..." "That's bullshit."

"Name's Tammy. Short for Tambourine."

"Quit your yapping and start napping."

"Hold on tight!"

"Are you sure you're not drunk?"

"What am I supposed to do with this thing??" "She's a baby, Marc!" "Okay, what am I supposed to do with this baby??!"

"I... I've got nothing."

"You're coming here, right now, are we clear?"

"Why does it matter?" "Because it matters to me!"

"What do you think?" "Do you want me to be honest, or do you want me to be nice? I can't do both."

"I can't do that, I'll embarrass myself!" "That's never stopped you before!"

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