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streaminn · 9 months

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Masterlist!

Au's are listed from light to dark (in tone):

Blanket - Wednesday is a solitary prickly raven, it doesn't stop the nightshades from wanting to be friends though. When finally allowed to see the apartment, nightshades meet the hulking beast of Wednesday's roommate who isn't afraid to curl up in their murderous friend's space to sleep. It wouldn't be too surprising if Wednesday didn't just as easily initiate and reciprocate the affection.

Fluffy asf, Enid walks around in a blanket in the mornings and set in college with nosy nightshades.

Streamer Enid - Wenclair are married! Wednesday is a world renown horror author and actress. Enid is known as Endespair, an outcast streamer who simps over Wednesday Addams.

Post canon! Usually fluff with secret identity + social media shenanigans

Coffee (started by @theblackwolfalpha) - Enid's the owner of a coffee shop nearby. Lowkey looks like a front for a drug shop and Wednesday is the ceo enamored with the owner coffee. But being enamored doesn't stop the fact that Wednesday always looks ready to kill someone and now Enid's a worried worker.

Fluffy asf, theyre adults and Wednesday is awkward to hell and back. Enid's just vibing and working, wondering if weds is a serial killer

Demon Baby - Enid finds a demon baby in college, gets bonded with said Baby and Wednesday is the demon out to kill the baby. Somehow they end up living together and playing house.

Fluffy asf with suggestive works bc they're adults and lowkey married

She's the man - Enid is a sheltered teen who has to crossdress as her brother for reasons and attends nevermore for senior year. She figures herself out and ends up growing closer to how she is in canon! Wednesday has a crush on Enid, actually everybody has a crush on enid because she's nice. Wenclair is endgame though.

Has omegaverse themes for werewolf lore. Crack treated seriously

Hockey Enid - Wenclair meet one time as children in the winter. They grow close until Enid has to skeddadle away. Wednesday teaches Enid how to ice skate and now they're both grown ups pining over their childhood sweethearts. Enid thinks Wednesday hates her for leaving, Wednesday is simply awkward and really loves Enid. She loves her enough that she writes hockey RPF about a self insert and Enid. Enid finds this out and tries to court Wednesday with the fic as a reference.

Wednesday is a figure skater with Divina and Enid is hockey player with Yoko, they meet again because Yokovina are dating

crack treated seriously + mutual pining with misunderstandings

Jericho Online - Wenclair are childhood friends who met in this mmorpg game. Enid ghosts Wednesday for reasons as a preteen and in basic Wednesday fashion, grows a grudge because her digital wife straight up abandoned her. Adult Enid is a college student studying criminology and ends up logging in after so long. Wednesday is a streamer who was live when this happens and the two reunite in game after years.

Mutual pining and petty Wednesday, featuring a downbad chat.

Isekai - Enid gets yeeted into an isekai world as a preteen, she has characteristics of a werewolf similar to canon and fucks up the storyline by making the addams family more socially aware. Enid is a little shit of a butler and wednesday is an spoilt princess who wants her to herself.

Lowkey crack treated seriously with mutual pining wenclair

Parasyte - its a damn au, idk how to explain this. Enid gets smacked with a curse where her wolf instincts/negative feelings get manifested as this little symbiote-esque creature named Nine. She has to play impulse control while having a crush on Wednesday.

Spider Enid - Enid is spiderman. She goes by Beast to enemies or Fluffy to children. Wendesday is black cat stealing addams artifacts to make sure it doesn't land in bad hands. Enid has a crush on wednesday since they were children and Wednesday knows that Enid is spider man, she takes that opportunity to tease her with the mask.

Pining wenclair set in highschool with secret identity shenanigans.

PJO - Being a demigod is damn tiring but surprisingly Enid is alive at the ripe age of 30 smth. She has a lil found family and a cafe, so she's happy and oh? Whats a goddess doing here? Wednesday is the goddess of death and Enid is the reincarnation of her first love.

Slice of life, found family and a fuck ton of angst in Enid's backstory but overall pretty chill

Reincarnation - Wenclair are reincarnations of Goody and her beau Rosaline. Enid is haunted by nightmares and Wednesday keeps getting way too fluffy dreams of a smiling werewolf. Enid is all the more clingy to wednesday because she helps her sleep better.

fluffy, bother to lover wenclair with dark undertones but nothing too big

Military School - Post canon, Enid gets sent to a military school after imprinting on Wednesday during the hug. It takes a year or so until they get a chance to reunite but both are different. Wednesday is all the more open to make up for enid's absence and Enid wilting into a shadow of herself at the loss of Wednesday.

They meet again at an international outcast school tournament and Enid is distressed because Wednesday looks like she forgot about her. So she's bitter and plans to win the tournament to prove a point. Wednesday is lovestruck and simply happy to see Enid.

Friends to enemies? (more bitter rivals on enid's end) to lovers wenclair. Omegaverse (non sexual), dehumanizing and violent themes with focus more on werewolf lore

Tongues & Teeth - Post canon, takes place in the second semester after the nevermore break. Something happened to Enid during the winter and she's different when she comes back. All you need to know is that Enid wants Wednesday and she'll do anything for that.

Mutual pining wenclair but neither of them know. Dark themes are more prominent here.

Bodyguard Enid - Wednesday doesn't come back after season 1 and Enid is distraught because they're mates + separation anxiety. A decade passes and Enid is given the opportunity to guard Author Wednesday. Alot of pining, longing and pretty angsty in Enid's end.

Adult themes like violent thoughts, horrible coping mechanisms and more are here

Streamer Wednesday - same nevermore years as streamer enid. Wednesday streams herself writing and outcasts are more feared so now chat is worried about the werewolf lurking around in the back.

Wenclair are in a codependent relationship so there are adult + serious themes

Eldritch Farm - Enid and yoko are women set in medieval times who wake up to a life where they have wives. It freaks them out but they're rolling with it. Enid is a farmer, yoko is a winemaker.

Adult themes here because eldritch beings are terrifying. Usually hidden by fluff and slice of life.

Devotion - Enid is stuck at home, Wednesday is an eldritch being tethered to enid. Enid is going insane with every ritual she has to do but she's in love so likeee

Adult and dark themes, Wednesday is crazy

Stalker Enid - Enid admires wednesday alot, enough to start taking pictures to appreciate this new addition to her life. Enid is lowkey insane but wednesday is surprisingly into it. Enid is also a touch delusional.

dark themes for obsessive behavior but wholesome for some reason. Delves into how Enid didn't mean for it to escalate but it does bc that's just how stalkers are.

Scent Blind - College wenclair set in omegaverse. Enid is a beta built like an alpha. She has the equipment but she can't leave the marks nor has the same amount of virility. Wednesday is an omega with too sensitive of a nose. They're friends with benefits because wednesday says she wants the heat to pass faster, Enid agrees because its better to be intimate with wednesday then nothing.

sexual acts and themes, set in omegaverse but alot of feels and sentimental thoughts

Priest - Enid is a holy apprentice/priest and Wednesday is a demon. Wendesday wants to corrupt Enid and Enid wants to hold hands with the new pretty girl in town

not that dark, but it sure is sexual because wednesday is using lust as her main form of temptation before changing tactics the closer they get

Ortegaverse, otherwise known as Enid x... Ships are in order from when it happened:

Can also include just content with Enid x character!

Enid x phoebe - in junior year during winter break, Enid stays in nevermore due to straining family relations and meets phoebe a year before babysitter: the killer queen happens. They get close and Enid gets her first girlfriend and first heartbreak because phoebe leaves without warning by the time the new year comes.

Enid x tara - in the first semester break of senior year, Enid spends the time in new York where she gets decked by Tara after being confused for one of the ghostfaces tailing her. Short yet intense romance that lasts about a week or two where Enid goes through the shit in scream 6 with Tara. They couldn't work out because Tara had things to sort out and she didn't think it would be fair for Enid.

There's like, a whole debacle nearing the end of senior year where phoebe and Tara goes to Nevermore to see if they can have a chance with Enid but we're ignoring that so i can explain the rest of the ships.

Enid x Wednesday - after graduation, Enid spends the summer with the Addams in their manor. It's there that she gets really close with Wednesday, however feeling guilty because she's free loading, she runs away to gather as much money she could to pay them back. Wednesday is not happy with that and thus starts a chase that Enid is not even aware off.

Enid x vada - a few years after Enid decides to skedaddle from the Addams, she stumbles across a coffee shop and meets Vada. They end up rooming with each other for a bit but they both had their own issues and Enid is still sore about free loading and thinking that she isn't worthy to basically barge in someone's life like this.

Enid x lorraine - after the whole Vada fiasco, Enid is running low on money and stops by the day farm to recuperate for a bit before leaving. She somehow gets roped into being their farm hand and she ends up growing closer to the Day family's daughter, Lorraine. Except... This is in nowhere of Houston and outcasts are still seen as demons to most normies. After the events of X, Enid is once again on the run after she turns to save Lorraine

Enid x Mabel - twenty five and on the run, enid stumbles across drug dealer Mabel. On the run from the darker sides of life, the two get married!! they're very very healthy and actually have a child named May!

Everything is totally okay from here onward

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sinfulsalutations · 8 months

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“What would you like me to do for you?”

You turn your head, fixing your posture as you gaze at your boyfriend across the room. He’s dressed handsomely to the nines; the black uniform shines like patent leather, silver buttons catching the light like metalwork in a museum. His white waistcoat and dress shirt peek out from beneath, hugging his form and frame most enticingly. His hands folded at his front, gloved in white, curl slowly, stretching out his knuckles as if he were preparing himself. Everything about him is pure grace and gift, something you're so thankful to lay hungry, salacious eyes upon. You lean an elbow on your armrest, taking long and thoughtful libations of his appearance. Then, you think about what he asks you.

You don’t take long. Those few words provide all you need to know. It’s a part of your secret language, how you communicate while playing characters. It’s how you know Howzer is ready to serve you as your obedient butler tonight.

“That’s a good question,” You say, smiling coyly. You spin yourself in your chair and cross your legs, casually comprising yourself into a pretty glass of water for him to drink. “I’m not sure yet.”

Howzer nods curtly, swiping his covered palms against each other as he looks at your positioning by the vanity. He’s endlessly patient, this man; especially when tasked like this to serve. You adore it.

“I’ve cleaned the sitting room and the kitchen,” He informs, and you grin in approval. “I also folded all of the laundry.”

“Thank you,” You twirl a strand of hair between a finger and bite your lip as he inches closer. You tantalize and tease the other in your little game of cat and mouse as Howzer anticipates your next move, eager and curious to see what you have in mind.

“It’s simply my job, my lady.”

Your core tingles and your spine shivers in thrill.

“Of course,” You fake correct yourself. Howzer takes another step closer. You uncross your legs and smooth out the skirt of your dress. “If you have nothing else to do…”

Perking up, he watches your tongue swipe against your bottom lip and get tugged between your top teeth.

“Yes?” He waits for you to finish your sentence.

“Would you take off my shoes for me?” You lift a leg and point your toes in his direction with a raised eyebrow. It’s hard not to smirk.

You don’t expect him to comply so quickly. He drops to his knees and crawls toward you almost immediately.

He takes off your shoes, his peripheral vision guiding him as he keeps eye contact with you.

When both are off, Howzer slides a gentle palm up and down your right shin. You bite your lip.

“Good job.”

The praise heats his cheeks.

“Of course.”

Howzer places your shoes on the floor, sliding off your socks with it, but his eyes are zeroed in on your exposed skin above, your legs set only a little spread. Not enough for him to fit his head between them, but certainly enough to get a good look.

He hisses. Crest of his chin dipping down, the motion is almost like he’s bowing to his high commander, keen to obey. He purses his lips and plants a firm, long kiss on the side of your calf. His eyes remain shut as he trails his mouth up and kisses the very beginning of your inner thigh.

You hum, patting his head and running your fingers through his soft hair in a soothing, overly doting manner.

“I think you’re a little distracted, Howzer,” you tell him with a fake frown.

“I’m sorry.” At least the apology seems profuse. “How would you like me to serve you, my lady?”

You pretend to take your time thinking thoughtfully over what you want him to do. But you already know. You spread your legs further.

“Slide my panties off…” Humming softly as he runs his hands on the outside of your thighs, slipping past your skirt and hovering over the waistband of your panties. You lean in further, nipping at his ear while one hand cradles his jaw. “...and eat.”

Something of a groan leaves his throat. His next words are barely a whisper, muttered against your skin when he leans in to finally get his fill, fulfill your request.

“As you wish…”

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aziraphales-library · 11 months

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Hello! Do you have any fics where the ineffable spouses are cats by any chance? I’ve seen a bunch of comics of them as cats and now there is a fic itch. Thank you!

Hi! Here are all the fics I know about in which Aziraphale and Crowley are cats...

Purr Omens by PearlButterfly (T)

Crowley would be the first to admit he wasn't too fond of the new cat when he first came to live in the cottage. However, distaste turns to friendship turns to love turns to kittens (with lots of adventuring along the way).

Adopt Don't Shop - A Good Meowmens Fanfic by lucky_spike (G)

Inspired by Chekhov's cat AU comics 'Good Meowmens', here is a fanfic in which Anathema and Newt are humans, and Aziraphale and Crowley are cats. Not disguised as cats, not trapped in cat bodies, just actual elderly cats that are inseparable.

I'm calling it finished but Lord knows this is cute and fun to write, so who knows, maybe I'll add chapters later.

Nine Lives, One Love by ranguvar82 (M)

Aziraphale is a spoiled, pampered Himalayan who lives in the lap of luxury. That is, until his Miss dies and he is taken by her niece to live in the small country village of Tadfield. He's determined to hate it, but a meeting with a rather lovely short haired tortoise shell named Crowley puts a rather large crimp in his plans.

Crowley's been a stray all her life, forced to masquerade as a tom to keep herself safe. It's automatic, these days. But then a fluffy angel of a cat moves into town, and Crowley finds herself wanting to spill her deepest secret.

Ineffable Felinity by Dacelin (T)

It's hard to communicate with humans when all they understand is 'meow'. It makes saving the world that much harder.

It's Good Omens, but the ineffable idiots are cats. Yes, really.

Aristocats' Class and a Street Cat's Style by skimmingthesurface & SylWritesStuff (G)

Aziraphale is a pampered, well-loved housecat who's become papa to a host of abandoned kittens. In the course of teaching them how to be proper ladies and gentlemen, they and their owner fail to notice their butler's mounting jealousy.

Though his full plan is foiled, the cats find themselves lost in the countryside, far from home. Luckily Anthony J. Crowley isn't the sort of alley cat scary stories are made of. He's happy to get them home. After all, how could he possibly resist eyes that sparkle like sapphires?

- Mod D

#good omens #ineffable husbands #animals #cat crowley #cat aziraphale #cat au #mod d

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crystalitecloudie · 1 month

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hello!!

welcome to my blog :]

i'm CrystaliteCloudie, although nowadays I usually go by lullapop. i'm 18, and I don't really post anything in particular, just whatever I feel like!

below the cut is a list of things that I like and may or may not post about, as well as some other notes!

video games

pokémon

kazutaka kodaka works (danganronpa, tribe nine, akudama drive, rain code, etc.)

wii series/classic wii/ds era games (i may also talk about homebrew, since my wii is homebrewed; my 3DS is not)

i'll also include mii games here ig (which are different from wii games, I'm talking like miitopia and stuff)

splatoon

persona (3-5, I tried 1 and 2 but couldn't get into them. haven't tried smt)

genshin impact + honkai star rail (and ZZZ when that comes out)

twisted wonderland

love and deepspace

the arcana

pjsekai(?) (see notes)

roblox (royale high, zaibatsu, wcue, vibe cafe)

animal crossing

a date with death

anime/manga

kodaka works also go here bc they have animes

cardcaptor sakura

mermaid melody pichi pitch

bungo stray dogs

mahou shoujo site

black butler

kakegurui

vivinos works (not really anime, but alien stage, pink bitch club, etc.)

studio ghibli (ponyo, my neighbor totoro, howls moving castle, secret world of arietty, spirited away)

bubble (the netflix anime movie, got mixed reviews but I literally sobbed at the end so)

toys

sanrio (specifically my melo, cinnamoroll, and wish me mell, also fragaria memories)

sylvanian families/calico critters

lps

care bears

mlp

build a bear

other minor toys that I have some of, but I don't actively hoard (monster high, lol omg, rainbow high, bellzi, pillow pets, etc.). not giving them their own bullet points but PLEASE I NEED SOMEONE TO TALK TO ABOUT THESE THINGS

other

I'm a therian and otherkin, guess I'll put that here

warrior cats :3

vtubers (was a nijisanji fan, but after all the drama I'm just kind of a straggler)

enhypen (don't really know much about them, just fw their music)

melanie martinez

notes

my asks are open, but please know I reserve the right to not answer it for whatever reason! it may be too inappropriate or invasive, and I will not answer troll asks.

probably forgetting some things on here, so it'll be updated as I go (hopefully)

I honestly haven't played pjsekai in forever, mostly bc I have a younger sibling who WILL NOT shut up about it, and it's kind of ruined the game for me?? she gets WAY too passionate about it 😭

The gif before the cut is NOT mine, honestly don't remember where I got it from but thought it fit so

#intro #i am NOT tagging all of my fandoms #sorry not sorry lmao

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bluecube92 · 4 months

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My Anime List *UPDATED*

Anime I have watched:

Yu-Gi-Oh! Yu-Gi-Oh! GX Yu-Gi-Oh! 5D’s Yu-Gi-Oh! Zexal Yu-Gi-Oh! Arc-V Yu-Gi-Oh! Vrains Yu-Gi-Oh! Sevens Cardcaptor Sakura Cardcaptor Sakura Clear Card Medabots Panty and Stocking with Garterbelt Astro Boy (2003) Transformers Cybertron Seven of Seven Powerpuff Girls Z Case Closed (Detective Conan) Saru Get You On Air (Ape Escape anime) Megaman NT Warrior Viewtiful Joe Spider Riders Kirby: Right Back At Ya! Lucky Star Digimon Monster Rancher Nichijou Tama and Friends Hamtaro Revolutionary Girl Utena Sherlock Hound Montana Jones Samurai Pizza Cats Serial Experiments Lain Azumanga Daioh Slayers Paranoia Agent Kaitou Saint Tail Dinosaur King The Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya The World of Narue Magic User’s Club Phi Brain Puzzle of God Dennou Coil Mawaru Penguindrum Nanana’s Buried Treasure Tiger and Bunny Yuri Kuma Arashi Mutant Turtles: Choujin Densetsu-Hen (TMNT OVA) Descendants of Darkness Alien Nine Ninja Nonsense Samurai Deeper Kyo FLCL The Irresponsible Captain Tylor Princess Tutu No Game No Life His and Her Circumstances Lupin the III Part One Kanon (2006) Pretear Kino's Journey (2003) Samurai Champloo Golion Ghost Hound Ghost in the Shell: Stand Alone Complex Little Witch Academia (TV) Cowboy Bebop Kino's Journey (2017) Steins;Gate Monster Strike Ghost in the Shell: Arise Robotics;Notes Martian Successor Nadesico Grimoire of Zero Eden of the East FLCL: Progressive FLCL: Alternative Steins;Gate 0 Ergo Proxy Anohana: The Flower We Saw That Day Erased Chaos;Head SSSS.Gridman Michiko and Hatchin Emma: A Victorian Romance Tokyo Magnitude 8.0. Occulitc;Nine Chaos;Child Terror in Resonance Heroman Sarazanmai Blood Blockade Battlefront Shingu Secret of the Stellar Wars Star Driver The Reflection The Disappearance of Nagato Yuki-Chan Samurai 7 Fruits Basket (2001) Ouran High School Host Club Beastars Neon Genesis Evangelion Ghost in the Shell: SAC_2045 BNA: Brand New Animal My Next Life as a Villainess: All Routes Lead to Doom! Polar Bear's Cafe Blood+ Carole and Tuesday Fruits Basket (2019) Tengen Toppa Gurren Lagann Allison and Lillia Noein Appleseed XIII Puella Magi Madoka Magica Figure 17 Cyborg 009 vs Devilman Freedom Project Kill la Kill The Way of the Househusband SSSS.Dynazenon The World Ends With You Odd Taxi S-Cry-Ed Devilman Crybaby Eden The Vision of Escaflowne Death Parade Phoenix Godzilla Singular Point Super Crooks Akudama Drive Durarara!! K-ON! Magia Record: Puella Magi Madoka Magica Side Story The Orbital Children Stellvia Dirty Pair Trigun Black Butler SK8 The Infinity Shaman King (2001) Cyber City Oedo 808 Spy x Family Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicle The Prince of Tennis Trigun Stampede xxxHolic Demon Slayer: Kimetsu No Yaiba Darker than Black Planetes Shaman King (2021) given High-Rise Invasion Spice and Wolf Code Geass Gunbuster Chobits Sacrificial Princess and the King of Beasts RG Veda Boogiepop and Others Boogiepop Phantom Time of Eve Pluto Scott Pilgrim Takes Off Mythical Detective Loki Ragnarok Mushishi

Planning to watch next year: Beastars season 3 Fate/Stay Night Monster

#anime #anime list

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localteaaddict · 5 years

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Death and the Maiden (Part 2)

Part 1: (Link)

Pairing: RK900 (Nines) x Female!Reader (MobBoss!Nines/Florist!Reader Human AU)

Warnings: Mentions of drug and glamorization of crimes/gang violence in general. I also have no idea how actual mobs operate.

A/N: So...this is the continuation of the MobBoss!Nines/Florist!Reader Human AU which, btw, thank you so much for all the reblogs and likes! Special thanks to @acciork800, @cyberlifeleds and @im-the-nerdiest-of-them-a11 for the kind comments they’d left on the previous chapter. I didn’t know so many people would like this, but boy am I glad I wrote it. I’ve also found a title for this ‘verse, taken from my favourite composition by Schubert.

As always, dedicated to the marvelous @bears-shitty-art for the encouragements and ideas she’s given me.

Nines hadn’t had to see through an execution in a long time. He’d never really liked or enjoyed it and he certainly hoped he wouldn’t have to witness the aftermath of one today. He was wearing a new pair of shoes this afternoon; blood on the leather was awfully difficult to get out.

He realized that luck wasn’t on his side when he saw Connor already waiting for him. Standing by the door and dressed just as sharply but with a button or two loose at his collar, Connor looked every bit the more easy-going, carefree counterpart of his twin. As Nines approached, Connor’s face lit up in a boyish smile.

“Brother,” said Connor as he gave Nines a theatrical hug, “I’m glad you could make it.”

“You did see me just yesterday,” Nines couldn’t help but smile a little at Connor’s old antics. The smile disappeared quickly, however, once he sobered in the anticipation of what was behind the closed door. “Did he talk?”

Connor sighed. “Yes.”

“Do you think he was telling the truth?”

“With these turncoats? Who knows,” Connor rolled his eyes. “Maybe he was, maybe he wasn’t. Either way, he did admit to stealing from the regular shipments and pocketing the money. For himself, he claims.”

“So we’re still missing some red ice for the next delivery......” Nines furrowed his brows. “Markus won’t be too happy once he finds out.”

“We’ll make do; talk to him and the others, use some of your sweet charm on them. They like us,” Connor shrugged. “I’m sure they’ll excuse it for once. It’s not like we haven’t done the same for them before.”

That was true, but Nines had a bigger problem to worry about. Markus and the other leaders of Jericho were relatively easy to appease; the brothers’ mentor, not so much.

He looked straight ahead, cold grey-blue eyes not betraying a hint of emotion. Adjusting the collar of the trench coat, he nodded minutely at the security guarding the heavy door.

It opened. Nines walked in, followed by Connor close behind.

You sighed, tapping your aching shoulders lightly with a fist as you straightened your back. Moving fresh pots of succulents and cacti was not an easy feat, especially since there were few dozens of them; quite heavy, too.

Kara smiled apologetically from across the shop. “Thank you so much for all your hard work, (Y/N). I wouldn’t have been able to close on time without your help. I’m sorry the delivery came in late......”

“It’s okay, Kara, really,” you chuckled, waving your hand. “It’s not your fault the guy came in late. We’re just lucky the plants are still fresh.”

“Right,” Kara’s smile was still apologetic; she quickly tilted her head towards the window. The sun had fallen and there was only thirty more minutes to go until the finishing time. The day had been slow today and the trickle of customer had pretty much stopped another half an hour ago. It’d been quiet, hence you were able to move all these pots of plant into the shop from the back.

“When we’re done, why don’t you drop by the cafe? I’m sure Luther and Alice would love to see you.” Kara suggested, and you beamed.

“Really?”

“Yes, definitely,” Kara smiled. “I could ask Luther to make you your favorite drink. In fact, why don’t I call him to save a piece of that cake you like too?”

All that strenuous labor suddenly felt totally worth it. While Kara ran this flower shop, Luther ran a small cafe right across the street; it was the most cozy little coffee place you’d ever seen, and although it wasn’t Instagram-famous, all the good coffee and dessert connoisseurs knew about it. You’d found out about the cafe purely by the virtue of being Kara’s family friend, but you had never been more grateful for the friendship than when you’d first tasted Luther’s chocolate terrine. It was to die for.

As Kara pulled out her cellphone and started to make the call, and you were about to move the last of the succulents with a newfound vigor, the doorbell rang.

You nearly dropped the pot in surprise, not just by the sound but by the person who’d just walked in. You recognized him immediately. The Mysterious Hottie with a Great As―uh, the customer from that early morning.

Kara seemed taken aback by the last-minute customer too. She looked like she was about to just terminate the call, but then you could hear Luther’s faint “Hello?” across the space, so you just waved a hand at her in a silent go on, I’ll take care of this. Kara covered the phone, quickly mouthing a ‘thank you’ before returning to the call.

You put down the pot you’d been holding, lightly dusted off your green shop apron before approaching the man. He seemed no more certain than his last visit, scanning everything slowly and cautiously to take in any changes. He finally faced you, and you could see the quick glint of guilt flashing across his face. You put your hands on your hips in a mock annoyance, smiling to show you didn’t actually mean it.

“Good to see you again,” you said, and he blinked in surprise, as though he hadn’t expected you’d remember him. Pish. As if anyone could forget someone this gorgeous. “Although I have to warn you, we’re closing in twenty-five minutes.”

He relaxed his shoulders minutely, the corners of his lips twitching like he wanted to smile but didn’t know how to. “I apologize for dropping in so late. I’ll make it quick; would you happen to have a cat grass?”

“Cat grass?” You couldn’t help your eyes growing big; the man, to his credit, merely nodded. You rubbed the back of your neck, quickly looking back and around the shop in general. “Uh, let me think......so that’s, like, the plants safe for cats to eat, right? I think I’ve seen them around the shop before, but I’m not sure if we’ve still got them. Would you mind waiting while I do a quick look around?”

“Not at all. Thank you,” the man gave you a little nod; he made such a tiny gesture look so graceful, you couldn’t help but grin like an idiot.

Kara caught the look on your face as you dashed to the shelves at the back; she quickly followed you, a (hopefully) safe distance between you and the mystery man so he couldn’t hear.

“Do you know him?” she asked, point blank. You were still grinning.

“Sort of? He came by few days ago. First customer of that day, actually, bought exactly fifty-nine roses for his mom―I think―and gave me a nice tip, too. Told him he didn’t have to, but he insisted,” you prattled as you searched through the shelves; nope, they weren’t here. “Hey, Kara, didn’t we have some wheatgrass over here?”

“We don’t have them anymore, I think,” said Kara, but she seemed more thoughtful than before, and it definitely wasn’t about the whereabouts of the wheatgrass. Finally, you turned to look at her.

“What?”

“Oh, nothing,” Kara’s smile turned airy immediately, but you swore you could have seen a......shine of knowing shift in her eyes. “We haven’t got wheatgrass in pots, (Y/N), but if he’s okay with the seeds, they’re here.”

“Thanks, Kara!” You happily took the packet of seeds from her; Kara shooed you towards the open area.

“You give that to the customer. I’ll finish tidying up.”

“Are you sure? I could help―”

“It’s fine, (Y/N),” she shooed again, still smiling. “Go on, don’t keep him waiting.”

When you returned to the shop floor, the gentleman was still surveying the area, everything about him just as meticulous as the first time you’d seen him. That bit of dark hair shadowing the forehead just right, a long trench coat over a black turtleneck shirt and matching pants. Damn, but his legs were long and shapely. You’d only seen that kind of legs on supermodels in magazines. No gloves, which was a shame, but his naked hands were pale, with translucently blue veins faintly prominent, his fingers long and elegant. You’d never thought a day would come when you’d use the word beautiful to describe a man’s hands, but never say never, as they said. And you’d never been more happy to be proven wrong.

He noticed you and turned to face you. You tried to erase that stupid, appreciative grin on your face but probably only succeeded in making yourself look more idiotic. Still, you didn’t falter as you held out the packet.

“We didn’t have the grown plant in a pot, but I did find the seeds―well, my boss did, but anyways,” your rambling suddenly stopped when he gave you a smile; a genuine, barely-there-but-still-a-perfect smile.

“Thank you,” he said, that sexy, sexy baritone ringing pleasantly and doing something insidious to your poor heart, “I understand this is a strange request, and at such late hour, too. I really appreciate you doing this for me.”

“Oh, uh―no worries? I mean, that’s what I do! That’s what I’m paid to do. Not that I’m just helping you out for the sake of money! I mean, I―” you stopped, burying your face in your hands. You were so lucky Kara was at the back and only this guy was a witness to you making fool of yourself. This very, very handsome guy who was practically your fantasy on legs. “Ohmygod......”

To your absolute mortification - or surprise? - he let out a quiet chuckle. He gently took the packet from your hands, silently gazing at you.

“Thank you,” he repeated, and this time, it felts more sincere, more heartfelt on your burning ears. “I hadn’t even realized how much I’d needed that today. Truly, I’m grateful.”

“Uhh......for me being silly? Or for the seeds?” you threw a haphazard guess just to cover up how awkward you felt, but he still sounded frustratingly sincere.

“A laugh.” Alright, at least he sounded like he meant it. You could live with that. You swallowed, nodding, still not looking up from the floor. You could still hear the faint mirth in his voice. It made his voice sound lighter, more humane. You had a feeling that he wasn’t like that often enough. “Today was......difficult, so to speak. So thank you, not just for your help but also for making my day.”

“Or an evening.” You couldn’t help but quip as you raised your head to meet his eyes. The grey-blue of his eyes felt like a quiet storm, or maybe that was just your heart doing a marathon right now. Shit. Not now, heart. “If you’d like to take the seeds, I can help you with the―is that blood on your shoes?”

His face immediately hardened at your blurted words. You’d only just noticed the small, dark stain on the edge of his loafer, and he quickly looked down as well. You didn’t miss how his jaw tensed up all of a sudden, but he merely started speaking again, calm and composed. As if he’d been aware of it all along.

“I was helping my brother bandage his hand,” he explained. “He cut his palm quite deeply and couldn’t manage on his own. There was blood everywhere―I thought I’d cleaned everything,” he shrugged a little, “I guess I missed a spot.”

“Oh. Oh dear, I hope your brother’s alright,” the tension in your shoulders deflated instantly. “That was awfully nice of you to help him. You’re not afraid of blood?”

“No, not really,” he said as he followed you to the counter to make the payment. “My brother would get himself hurt all the time; he’s older, but he’s always been the more careless one as well. It’s nothing new, although it was alarming when he bled all over the carpet.”

"Aw,” you gave him a sympathetic smile, ringing up the price. He politely declined the bag but took the receipt. As you handed him the piece of paper, you solemnly and discreetly added:

“Hydrogen peroxide.”

“Excuse me?”

“Hydrogen peroxide. Bleach. For getting rid of the bloodstain,” you waved a hand to emphasize, “just spray some hydrogen peroxide on the spot, wash the area with dish-washing liquid, scrub it with warm water and it’s as good as new. You’ll save your carpet in no time.”

He blinked, then promptly bursted into laughter. This was no restrained chuckle like before; this was a full-on, genuine laugh that stunned you, but most of all, even the man himself seemed bewildered by his own reaction. Yep, he definitely wasn’t someone who laughed often. But it was still a very nice laugh, a deep and resonant sound that made something in your chest tickle. You giggled as well, before holding out the receipt at him again.

“Just giving you a valuable tip. Carpets can be expensive to replace, you know.”

“They can be, yes,” he agreed easily. Your fingertips brushed his as he took the paper. As childish as it was, you couldn’t help the thrill that rushed through your heart. “Thank you for your help, the seeds and the advice.”

“No worries. Happy to help,” you gave him a mock salute, to which he nodded. His face seemed much softer now, less uncertain. More alive.

As he reached the door to leave, he paused, before turning back to look at you.

“How did you know about using bleach to remove bloodstain?”

“I’m a girl, sir,” you gave him your most flat look. “Of course I know how to remove a bloodstain or two.”

#rk900 x reader #nines x reader #dbh #dbh nines #rk900 nines #dbh reader insert #detroit become human #female reader #reader insert #comments are always appreciated #nines has a cat #nines the secret cat butler

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Demigod MC Series: Athena

So. I have to deal with the virgin goddesses… By mythos, there really shouldn't ever be children of Artemis, Hestia, or Athena (yes, Athena was a virgin goddess). PJ got past that by making it canon that Annabeth and her siblings were born from cracking open Athena's skull (yes, that's also more or less the canon explanation). They gloss over it real quick but I remember, Rick. I've always remembered and that mental image has haunted me for years...

I can't, in good conscience, ignore the history around Athena's worship (call it an academic restraint) but I REFUSE to do the skull thing. So, since I make the rules here, I'm going with magic adoption. They still get magic powers, they're just more human than demigod. Cool? Cool.

Demigod MC Series: Intro, Aphrodite, Hermes, Hades, Dionysus, Demeter, Athena

Lucifer

The human that popped out of the portal seemed to have enough sense not to attack everyone in the room for a change, but even Lucifer could tell that was more of a strategic choice than for lack of ability...

Their very existence was highly unusual… and quite worrisome. He wasn't even aware Athena could have "children" of her own, but apparently she had been taking in some particularly bright humans to raise and train like her own...

Unbeknownst to him, a surprising amount of human scholars, diplomats, and generals have her to thank for their trade… and that alone should speak to the level of intrigue at play here.

Was this an accident or Athena's attempt to plant an Olympian spy in the Devildom too…? Either way, he didn't trust them from the get go…

Look, Lucifer isn’t stupid. Athena is a goddess of Wisdom and War and war happens on more than just the battlefield…

Since they've shown up records have been going missing, official documents keep getting misplaced, and he swears that there's some kind of bug in the student council room...!

It's infuriating watching the MC suck up to Diavolo when he's almost certain that they're running their own agenda behind the scenes! And he can't prove any of it!! They cover their tracks too well!

Lucifer has one of those corkboards covered in newspapers and string in a secret wing of the Castle - 100% dedicated to just tracking the MC's activities…. The longer they're there, the more obsessed he becomes...

He swears between Simeon, Solomon, and MC he feels like a shepherd wondering why the sheep are growling… The Devildom has never been in more danger than it is right now... Send help.

Mammon

To be honest, he kind of thought that they were just going to be Satan 2.0 but that's not really true.

They're more than just a book sponge! Though they do read, like a lot. Let’s just say from one schemer to another… Game recognizes Game.

They come up with plans and ideas soooo fast, it’s insane! Honestly, there are times where he has a new money-making plot and he just brings it to the MC first to run it over.

Nine times out of ten, not only do they sniff out any problems but they have a solution for him in a matter of minutes! His scheme game has been on point since they’ve shown up!!

They’re also even better tutoring than Satan is, so he’s even managed to get a couple A’s for the first time in his life! Lucifer actually told him he was proud (which he secretly recorded and now uses as a ringtone much to his brother’s regret...)

So yeah, he likes them... buuut that doesn’t keep him from thinking they act a little weird sometimes...

Mammon: *points to a unused tower close to the RAD building* Over there is the Tower of Sorrow. We use it for storage.

MC: Ah. Interesting… *starts writing in a notebook, muttering* It may need a few minor tweaks but the location is defensible...

Mammon: *stops* Ya say somethin’?

MC: *looks back up* Nope! Say, you’ve been to the Castle a lot haven’t you? Do you know any good ways in?

Mammon: Uhm… Why do ya want to know that…? *starts looking around for Lucifer*

MC: In case of emergencies. I like being prepared. 🙂

Mammon: Look, I don’t know what Lucifer might’a told ya…

MC: I’ll pay you a thousand Grimm for it.

Mammon: Well shit, ya want those maps with or without color?

... Yeeeah, that’s pretty weird… But it’s probably fine. I mean, as long as they keep giving him money, who’s he to complain? 🤷‍♀️

Leviathan

Also thought that they’d be a lot more like Satan but was pleasantly surprised that they were into more than books.

What else did they like exactly? Military strategy!!

It’s been a looong time since he’s been able to talk to someone who’s actually interested in all the battles he’s fought, both in the Celestial Realm and the Devildom, and their curiosity is kind of flattering...! Not a lot of people take his strategic prowess all that seriously anymore...

Plus, they are the BEST partner to have any turn-based strategy game. Hands down. He once got stuck on a level of D-COM for weeks until the MC walked in and mopped the floor with the AI!! They have a serious head for probability and tactics.

The House once made the mistake of letting these two be on the same team during a Hell Game and they absolutely demolished the competition. Mammon didn’t even get a single shot off before half his team was lost to a rigged paint grenade… It took a whole day to clean up…

However, Levi’s also noticed some odd things about the human… He likes that they’re interested in his past but maybe they’re a little… too interested?

Levi: -and that’s how we defeated the Four Horsemen before they escaped from Purgatory.

MC: Wow, Levi that’s seriously impressive!! *furiously scribbling on a notebook*

Levi: Well t-thanks… 😅 But, uhm... are you writing that down…?

MC: Hm? Oh no, just doodling. *they lift up the notebook to show a bunch of cute little sketches on the page… and not the magic-based invisible ink all over them…*

Levi: Oh you draw too? Can you do fanart???

MC: Eh, sometimes. But say Levi, can you tell me about your naval ranks again? I’m still really curious… *gets the pen ready again with a smile*

Satan

Oh, it's been a long game of cat-and-mouse between these two… and unfortunately, it’s been pretty addicting too.

He honestly had every intention of tricking the human into making a huge mess do he could bother Lucifer, but at every turn they proved just a hair too clever for him...

He once gave them a cursed book to “lend” to Lucifer, but they saw through it the moment they touched it and lifted the spell before handing it over.

He rigged a podium to spray glitter during one of Lucifer's speeches but the MC disconnected the trigger mic before he even got on stage. It was pretty dang frustrating...

At one point he got so desperate that, just as a test, he tried to trap them in the House's Music Room. Fortunately for them, it only took a few minutes to work out an escape. They even passed by him in the hallway with a wink!

It's confounding! It's infuriating!!

...and it's so damn sexy... He should be furious but he’s just in awe!!

Add on that they know their art, literature, and multiple different crafts thanks to the tutelage of their adopted mother and that’s it. He’s finished. This boy is in love.

Truthfully though, a part of him is 90% sure that they’re also gathering state secrets… Like, they’re watching Barbs and Diavolo far too close for comfort - but he just can't bring himself to care. 🤷‍♀️

The MC could walk into his room one day and say, "Hey, do you want to help overthrow the monarchy with me?" and he dreads it because deep down he knows that he wouldn’t say no…

Take some notes, kids. Some bad influences get you to drink or do drugs. Others pull you into a centuries long conspiracy to destabilize and topple rival realms from within… But he has fallen for their brain hard. Devil help them all…

Asmodeus

They’re pretty clever, he’ll give them that, but uh… Are they a little off to anybody else?

Asmo is a charmer by birthright so he has a bit of nose for when someone’s just a liiittttle too nice… Not much of a nose mind you, because he can be thrown off by compliments himself, but enough to think that the MC might be a little too… “kind” for their own good...

First off, who wants to spend that much time with Levi?? They don’t even seem that interested in anime! They just keeping asking him for old war stories…

Then all the sucking up they do to Diavolo and Barbatos? Look, he gets it. Diavolo is a delicious piece of man-hunk and his butler could give him a lesson or two in sweet-talk (and he has), but they seem to be just a little too… nosy.

Of course, Asmo’s suspicions disappear pretty quickly after they start to spoil him with spa nights and beauty secrets they picked up from “casual research” into the subject.

And you know, get a little Demonus in Asmo and start massaging his back? Oh, sweetie he’ll sing like a bird!! … with gossip. Singing with gossip.

Asmo: So I’ve heard that Lucifer has been spending more time at RAD than usual… His whole club is talking about it, they think he’s meeting with some witch!

MC: Hm, is that so? *works on a knot near his shoulder blades* What do you think?

Asmo: Ooh~! Right there, MC! *purrs and lays his head on his arms* Well come on, this is Lucifer we’re talking about! I’m sure he’s just working.

Asmo: Hmm... though come to think of it, I think I heard him asking Barbatos for the spare keys to the Tower of Sorrow…

MC: Oh really? Huh. *works out the knot and gets up* I just remembered that I left some papers with Satan... I’ll be right back.

Asmo: You’re going already??

MC: *waves him off quickly* I’ll be right back, Asmo. *hurries out the door to do totally on-the-up-and-up things… surely*

Beelzebub

Honestly he doesn't like this one… But not for the reasons you'd expect.

He agrees with everyone else that they seem a little shady, but Solomon and Simeon are too so it's not like that's anything new... 🤷‍♀️

No, no. He dislikes them because they're the person who FINALLY figured out how to keep him from eating all the food in the kitchen!!

Turns out that the trick was to put a teleportation charm on the fridge door that would send all the food away if it’s opened after a certain time of night…

And where does it go? The Purgatory Hall fridge. And where does the Purgatory Hall food go…? The HoL fridge…

It doesn’t sound so bad until you remember that it means half of their fridge is now Solomon’s leftovers…. 🤢

After they put the same kind of spell on the pantry, it was all over… He couldn't get midnight snacks from the House anymore… Everything was contaminated by Solomon…

The MC is a nice enough person, he doesn’t have a lot of complaints about them, but he wants them to leave. Now. This is inexcusable… He’s so hungry… and he doesn’t want to die by “goulash” or whatever Solomon calls his latest culinary catastrophe… He’s still too young for death… 😓

Belphegor

In a way, he absolutely could not have asked for a better person to help him get out of that attic.

… In another way, he got one of the worst possible people to try and kill... Like. They saw through his scheme sooo fast…

How was he supposed to know that the human had training in body language and sniffing out lies???

Getting the door open was a piece of cake for them. They knew enough magic to undo the seals and just rummaged around Lucifer's stuff long enough to find the key to the door. He could not have found a more competent individual for a break out, really.

It’s just… well he didn’t expect to go from locked in a room like a prisoner to tied up in enchanted rope, still like a prisoner but now mobile. 😑

They even used his own hug ruse against him! They caught his wrists when they got close and tied him up before he could shake them off...

Admittedly, it wasn't exactly the best look for them either - what with walking Belphegor downstairs to the others like a one-man-prison-caravan but they're as silver-tongued as they are sly so they talked their way out of it beautifully…

And like hell was he going to trust them after that!! And not even Beel liked them so something had to be up...

Well, you want a detective? Look no farther than Belphie (no seriously, it’s in the canon). He can put things together pretty fast when he puts his mind to it and watching the MC for a while gave him enough proof to work off of...

He always knew that, humans were bad news and the MC just proved it to him all over again. They are bad news, bad bad news and they’re going to-!

Overthrow… Diavolo…? Is that what he is getting from them…? Huh…

Wait a second, MC. You might just have him interested… 😏

#you say athena mc is smart #i say athena mc is spy #because where better to use your smarts #in war #obey me #obey me shall we date #shall-we-date-obey-me #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me demigods

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Umm, do you write fluff alphabet? could you do it for Sebastian Michaelis from black butler?

It's alright if you don't, sorry for the trouble.

🤍 Sebastian Michaelis Fluff Alphabet 🤍

Activities - What do they like to do with their s/o? How do they spend their free time with them?

Sebastian would love to spend time with some of his feline friends with your company, the two of his most favourite creatures on Earth. Sebastian also enjoys taking long strolls along with you, engaging in some deep and meaningful conversation.

He enjoys teaching, and so he'll always be up to teach his s/o something new that they've been wanting to learn or something he feels they should learn. He'll probably end up showing off his skills though.

Beauty - What do they admire about their s/o? What do they think is beautiful about them?

Sebastian is beyond petty concepts such as physical attractiveness, if his s/o's personality has managed to intrigue and interest him, he will greatly admire that. He'll admire how your personality stands out compared to the other human beings, your unique traits and interests, the way you view the world, and above all, your ability to love a monster like him.

Comfort - How would they help their s/o when they feel down?

Sebastian will give you your space to figure out things on your own, but if you require his comfort and support he will immediately rush to your side, providing you with any and every thing you need. He will listen to all your feelings if you're willing to pour them out, he's more than willing to provide you with a shoulder to cry on.

Even though he doesn't understand the complexity of human emotions, he's learned comfort mechanisms over the years.

Dreams - How do they picture their future with their s/o?

Given the current situation, he does not see his relationship with you evolving at all. However, if a miracle happens and the contract does reach an end, he might drag you to hell with him.

Equal - Are they the dominant one in the relationship, or rather passive?

No, Sebastian will not see you as his equal or as superior to him. Humans are lowly creatures, and to be honest, you're no exception. He's definitely the dominant one, but he is also very respective of you.

Fight - Would they be easy to forgive their s/o? How are they fighting?

Sebastian has a good amount of control over his wrath, he won't speak anything till he feels it's absolutely necessary. He'll be fine if you aplogise to him, but it's never the other way around. You'll never get an apology from him, he's too proud to say sorry.

Gratitude - How grateful are they in general? Are they aware of what their s/o is doing for them?

He is always aware of the littlest of things you do for him, and he will even try to return your gestures. The return of gestures is mostly done in physical forms, such as hand holding, kisses, cuddles, and sometimes when you're lucky he'll even bake you a few sweets and make you some tea. None of your affections go unnoticed.

Honesty - Do they have secrets they hide from their s/o? Or do they share everything?

Oh dear, he has millions of secrets that he keeps hidden from you. Mostly because they're horrifying and could give you nightmares for days, they're secrets your frail human mind might not be able to handle.

Inspiration - Did their s/o change them somehow, or the other way around? Like trying out new things or helped them overcome personal problems?

Not really, the only change that came in him after he met you was that he felt a slight amount of love in his cold, ruthless heart, and he was willing to protect someone outside of a contract.

Sebastian usually has no personal problems, even if he did he's perfectly capable of finding the solutions on his own. He'll not want to burden you with his problems.

Jealousy - Do they get jealous easily? How do they deal with it?

This demon is possessive of what belongs to him, and so he absolutely won't stand it if someone's trying to steal you from him, they will be annihilated.

Kiss - Are they a good kisser? What was the first kiss like?

There's no questioning Sebas-chan's kissing skills, he's excellent. He'll always leave you craving for more. His kisses are the most passionate, rough and yet gentle.

The first kiss was probably planned out by him, even though you were oblivious to it. He took you out for a peaceful evening walk in the gardens, and it naturally happened in the flow of the moment. The two of you leaned in till your lips met, and he pulled you closer to him deepening it.

Love Confession - How would they confess to their s/o?

After the very first kiss that the two of you shared, Sebastian would tell you that he holds some amount admiration for you and that does not consider you as just another pest human. That's it, that was his confession.

Marriage - Do they want to get married? How do they propose? What would the marriage be like?

Sebastian doesn't think that marriage is necessary for you two to become closer, but if you want be wedded to him, he will gladly do it. The function won't be a grand or an official one, just the two of you simply declaring your vows to each other.

He'll only marry you after his current contract is over, though.

Nicknames - What do they call their s/o?

You'll be called regular nicknames such as 'darling' or 'my love', but his favourite is surely 'kitten'.

On Cloud Nine - What are they like when they are in love? Is it obvious for others? How do they express their feelings?

This butler is a master of masking his emotions, nobody will get even the slightest of hint that he's in love with somebody. Though when he's alone with you, he'll allow himself to be vulnerable and show how much he loves you quite freely.

PDA - Are they upfront about their relationship? Do they brag with their s/o in front of others? Or are they rather shy to kiss etc. when others are watching?

Sebastian won't be very affectionate in public, and will prefer to keep his relationship a secret to maintain his 'perfect butler' image in front of people.

He's won't mind occasional hand holding and kisses when nobody is looking though.

Quirk - Some random ability they have that’s beneficial in a relationship.

He's simply one hell of a butler, but I'm pretty sure he can give you a glimpse of heaven, if you know what I mean ;)

Romance - How romantic are they? What would they do to make their s/o happy?

Quite romantic. He'll romance you all he can in his free time. He's an affectionate demon, in his alone time he's always in physical contact with you in one way or the other.

He'll study through human romantic gestures for you, even though he finds them silly. But as long as you're happy, he'll do anything.

Support - Are they helping their s/o achieve their goals? Do they believe in them?

Yes, he will support you unconditionally. And trust me, if he believes in you and says you can do it, you can. He won't give you false hopes and motivate you to do things that are beyond your capabilities.

He's willing too help you if you ever need it. It's a pleasure to him when he's the reason behind your success.

Thrill - Do they need to try out new things to spice out your relationship? Or do they prefer a certain routine?

Sebastian will leave that up to you. If you like routine, he'll stick to it. However, if you believe that you need to try out new things to spice up your relationship, he'll do that as well.

You'll have to specify what exactly you want to do to spice it up though, ask and he will bring it to you.

Understanding - How good do they know their partner? Are they empathetic?

He can read human emotions to some extent, but he won't be able to figure out what exactly is bothering you. If you're vocal about it, he will absolutely help you put. He's always putting in effort to understand you better.

He's a demon, empathy is something he absolutely will not feel. A tiny bit of sympathy might arise, but don't expect him to be empathetic.

Value - How important is the relationship to them? What is it’s worth in comparison to other things in their life?

After his young master, you are his second priority. You hold an important position in his life, but he will never put you before his young master. He's bound by contract to him, after all.

You are the only one who can make him feel the slightest bit of emotion, filling his heart with a strange warmth he has never experienced. Being a demon he must consume souls as food, and other than that, you're the other thing important in his life.

Wild Card - A random Fluff Headcanon.

Being a demon, he doesn't require sleep, but he does love to lie down and watch you beside you as you sleep. The sight of your chest falling and rising rhythmically and your peaceful face fills him with a peaceful feeling. He only wonders what sleep feels like to humans.

And he loves to coddle you while you're fast asleep. He finds the sight rather cute.

XOXO - Are they very affectionate? Do they love to kiss and cuddle?

Sebastian is fond of expressing himself through physical touch, so a certain amount cuddles and kissing is involved. He won't admit it but he misses your touch when you're not around.

Kissing you is one of his favourite things to do. The sight of your flushed face and heavy breathing after he's done with ravaging your lips fills him with pride.

Yearning - How will they cope when they’re missing their partner?

He'll try to lose himself in his work, and even seek the company of his beloved cats. He actually won't miss you unless you're going away for too long, and in that case, secret visits are guaranteed.

Zeal - Are they willing to go to great lenghts for the relationship? If so, what kind of?

Yes, you hold an important place in his cold heart, and he's grown rather fond of you. He'll go any lengths to keep you with him and protect you, because you're the only one who he's willing to make himself vulnerable to.

#sebastian michaelis x reader #sebastian x you #sebastian x reader #sebastian x y/n #black butler x reader #fluff alphabet

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elcinelateleymickyandonie · 2 years

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JANE FONDA.

Filmography

• 1960 Tall Story

• 1962 Walk on the Wild

• The Chapman Report

• Period of Adjustment

• 1963 In the Cool of the Day

• Sunday in New York

• 1964 Les félins (Joy House, The Love Cage)

• La ronde, de Roger Vadim

• 1965 Cat Ballou

• 1966 The Chase

• La curée, de Roger Vadim

• Any Wednesday

• 1967 Hurry Sundown

• Barefoot in the Park

• 1968 Histoires extraordinaries, de Federico Fellini, Roger Vadim y Louis Malle

• Barbarella

• 1969 They Shoot Horses, Don't They?

• 1971 Klute

• 1972 Tout va bien

• 1973 Steelyard Blues

• A Doll's House

• 1976 The Blue Bird

• 1977 Fun with Dick and Jane

• Julia

• 1978 Coming Home

• Comes a Horseman

• California Suite

• 1979 El síndrome de China

• The Electric Horseman

• 1980 Nine to Five

• 1981 On Golden Pond

• Rollover

• 1984 The Dollmaker

• 1985 Agnes of God

• 1986 The Morning After

• 1989 Old Gringo

• 1990 Stanley & Iris

• 2002 Searching for Debra Winger

• 2003 V-Day: Until the Violence Stops

• 2005 La madre del novio

• 2007 Georgia Rule

• 2011 Et si on vivait tous ensemble?

• 2011 Peace, Love, & Misunderstanding

• 2013 The Butler

• 2014 Better Living Through Chemistry

• 2014 This Is Where I Leave You

• 2015 Youth

• 2015 Fathers and Daughters

• 2015 Crystal

• 2017 Nosotros en la noche

• 2018 Cuando ellas quieren

• 1961 A String of Beads

• 1982 9 to 5

• 1984 The Dollmaker

• 2012–2014 The Newsroom

• 2014 The Simpsons

• 2015 - Presente Grace & Frankie

• 2016 Elena and the Secret of Avalor

• 2017–presente Elena of Avalor

• 2020 The Ellen DeGeneres Show

• 2020 Who Wants to Be a Millionaire?

• 2020 Make It Work!

Créditos tomados de Wikipedia:

https://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jane_Fonda

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wildgirlcinna · 3 years

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Layers - Cinnabar Toast

I did this one ages ago, but instead of reblobbing I’ve tweaked a few things!

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Layer One: The Outside Name: “Cinnabar Toast.” Eye Color: “Blue, or as my adoptive father used to say, the breathtaking blue of the sky over the ocean on a summer day.” Hair Style/Color: “I keep it in a messy longish pixie cut. It’s naturally black, but all the Void energy circling through my body tends to give me silver-white highlights.” Height: “When I stand to my full height, I’m 5 fulms, 4 ilms.” Clothing Style: “Mostly black, with some bright splashes of silver and jewel tones. Either revealing & form-fitting, or loose & comfortable... and sometimes a mixture of both!”

Layer Two: The Inside Your Fears: "I'm afraid people will reject me when they find out what I am... even though I keep tight control over myself and don't hurt anyone." Your Guilty Pleasure: "Bourbon. It takes the edge off my cravings sometimes." Your Biggest Pet Peeve: "People who blindly follow ideologies and don't use the brain Hydaelyn gave them." Your Ambition for the Future: "My Void-banishing business has been booming lately; I’d love to be able to hire an assistant or two to ease the load, but that will take some preparation... which I don’t really have time for at the moment."

Layer Three: Thoughts Your First Thoughts Waking Up: “’Coffee.' I swear my butler Ahrmin makes the best coffee I've ever tasted anywhere in Eorzea. Unfortunately he won’t give up his secrets on how he makes it, which leads me to believe some abomination of black magic is involved." What You Think About the Most: "Sex." What You Think About Before Bed: "'I hope I can get some sleep tonight...' Some nights crazy dreams impede my rest; I haven’t yet been able to figure out what specifically triggers them.” Your Best Quality Is: "My determination & strength, how I'm fighting to make my life work and have positive effects in spite of my unusual condition."

Layer Four: What's Better? Single or Group Dates: "Single. I've become very introverted, so I prefer to get to know someone one-on-one." To be Loved or Respected: "That depends on the situation; sometimes you prefer one or the other, sometimes you can have both." Beauty or Brains: "Why not both? Although if I really had to choose, I would say brains are better." Dogs or Cats: "I much prefer cats, as you would imagine, but dogs can be wonderful companions too."

Layer Five: Do You? Lie: "Yes. Doesn't everybody? But I honestly try to tell the truth when it matters most." Believe in Yourself: "I absolutely do." Believe in Love: "I do believe in love, but only as a fleeting emotion, something that's all the more precious & beautiful because it doesn't last." Want Someone: "Someone in particular? I can think of a few."

Layer Six: Ever? Been on Stage: "One time I was in a play for Rising Day in Ul’dah. I had so much fun, and I wouldn’t mind doing it again! Also I’ve danced at the Gold Saucer a few times... but only when I was drunk." Done Drugs: "I've tried smoking moko grass a couple times, but it doesn't really affect me." Changed Who You Were to Fit In: "No, my sense of self is too strong for that."

Layer Seven: Favorites Favorite Color: "All shades of black, followed closely by blue." Favorite Animal: "Cats! I also really like Voidsent skeletons, for some odd reason... do those count as animals?" Favorite Food: "Spicy fried fish wrapped in flatbread." Favorite Game: "It's not really a game, but I like people-watching in taverns."

Layer Eight: Age Day Your Next Birthday Will Be: "The 7th sun of the 2nd astral moon... oh gods, is that tomorrow? Damn, time is getting slippery lately." How Old Will You Be: "25... some days I still feel 18, some days I feel ancient." Age You Lost Your Virginity: "I was 16. He was a young Miqo'te merchant from Ul'dah. I was fascinated with his tail, so long & fluffy! He left the very next day, as I somehow knew he would. I moped about for 2 weeks, but I got over him." Does Age Matter: "That depends on the context."

Layer Nine: In a Partner Best Personality: "I always appreciate a good sense of humor, and someone who is confident but not overly full of themselves." Best Eye Color: "Blue eyes are always nice... but so are red eyes!" Best Hair Color: "That doesn't really matter much to me." Best thing to do with a Partner: "Sit by a campfire on a clear night, basking in the warmth of the flames and gazing at the moon & the stars.”

Layer Ten: Finish the Sentence I love: "...all my partners, in different ways, and even though I haven't yet found a love that lasts, I haven't given up hope." I feel: "...like I am dancing on the blade's edge between drama & stability." I hide: "...the real reason for my sluttiness." I miss: "...my young innocent days back at my parents' inn... but only occasionally." I wish: "...I could find the courage to really open up to people."

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#rp meme thingy #ty for the tag!#<3

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soranihimawari · 3 years

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day 1: shenanigans

foxes den shenanigan (1)

summary: snippets into the slice of life of being one of the few young women who interact with the inarizaki volleyball club. every member is all tough on the outside until they meet kira, yn: the one who had been neighbors with the miya twins all her life. her best friend, nakiri-chan, is convinced at least once in their life all three of them (osamu, kira, and atsumu) had loved each other. this mini series is a going to be a little reflective, a little dramatic, and overall deals with themes of growing up to learn the difference of love.

genre: slice of life/ angsty-teen love/ rated pg-15+ for language and juxtopostional humour.

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-------[Inarazaki High School, 11:47 a.m.]-------

“you can’t be serious,” my best friend’s voice of disbelief tells me. we were on lunch break when we decided to head to the vending machines by the gym. there were various students talking amongst themselves buzzing with excitement for the annual art festival.

“oh, but i am,” i said. i took a deep breath when i gripped her shoulders. upon my exhale i nodded.

“b-but your class representative said your homeroom was putting together a maid cafe all because she found out you know how to bake?”

“i blame the last bake sale my cooking club did to raise funds for a new mixer. all the members of the boys’ volleyball team bought a bag of my ‘cosmic star’ cookies.“

“i see. well, it can’t be all that bad, right? if you’re going to be the one coming up with the menu and the baked treats, you don’t really have to wear the maid outfit.”

i hum in response when i place my bill into the machine. the vending machine rumbles before dropping my can of mango nectar. once she buys her drink, she and i head back to our class on the third floor; before we separate, she wishes me luck with coming up with the menu.

“so, what did you have in mind kira-chan?”

“macaroons and maybe tarts. i don’t know what kind yet though. i’ll see ya after classes are over so we can walk home together. later nakiri-san!”

***

the day of the festival approached even faster than you had thought. after many attempts at making various macaroon flavors and tart ideas that paired well with the boba-styled drinks being served, me and the other bakery/cafe volunteers were ready for business. the other students in your class were divided between servers and baristas. the girls and boys who were selected as the maids and butlers were thankfully the only ones that had to wear the full garb. since it was the day before the festival, i decided to do a sampling of the sweets i chose to make for the servers and baristas so they can help our prospective customers tomorrow with describing the menu items. my fellow classmates, the team of five standing next to me (our bakers team consisted of six), were able to try out their own treats and thanked me for showing them how to make the treats. aside from macaroons and cookies, we collectively added two parfait flavors: one was strawberry themed for our school colors and the other was themed around sunset colors.

before the meeting was adjourned, i breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing the news from our class rep up until she mentioned something about the bakery staff wearing cat ears and other nicknacks of cafe worker approved jewelry. when i got home that evening, i screamed into my pillow to relieve some excess stress over the maid cafe.

i immediately called my neighbor and although i wasn’t expecting him to answer the phone, i felt relief wash over me when i heard his normal greeting on the other end:

“miya residence and no, atsumu isn’t the better twin.”

i chuckled at his statement. after years of living next door to them, i can only say that miya osamu was right (also, he was the first person to express the same level of joy in cooking for others). he immediately cleared his throat when he heard me laugh.

“ahem. oh, hey kira-san. what’s up?”

i am not surprised i heard a short lived scuffle in the background as well as atsumums “ack!” in the background followed by a soft thud that only chucking a pillow could have made.

“osamu? it’s me. say, do you still have the cat ear hair clips from last halloween?”

***

the festival was in full swing: streamers lined the hallways as the people visiting came to enjoy what our school had to offer. i heard from nakiri that her class voted on doing a paint by numbers mural. other classes in our year were doing their renditions of living portraits and face painting. apparently, my class along with our neighbors across the hall divided up the cafeteria to encompass both a savory restaurant booth along with our class’ maid cafe.

i was busy with the other members of my team making sure orders were being ran on time while placing the finishing touches for the treats on the tray. even though i was allowed to wear my pistaschio green chef coat, i couldn’t get away with just wearing a macaroon earrings. to push my bangs back, i had a pair of cat ears clipped into my hair.

“shift change kira-san!” my class rep’s voice said in an exuberant manner. she was in charge of patrolling the hallway trying to gather more guests to come into our side of the cafeteria. business was steady to say the least, but i recalled i had signed up to take over the advertising part once hers was over.

“ok! can you give me a few minutes? i need to fix my make up real quick.”

elsewhere, the members of the inarizaki volleyball team were seen wandering around campus enjoying the festival. the twins along with suna had long sinced branched off and found nakiri’s class.

“hey guys! come to paint?” she offered them a sponge brush and a little to-go container.

“isn’t kira-chan supposed to be with you?” osamu asked perplexed i wasn’t near by.

“yeah, aren’t you two joined at the hip?” his brother chimed in. nakiri rolled her eyes at the blond before shaking her head.

“oh? you didn’t hear?” nakiri asked slightly taken aback by his question.

right at that moment, nakiri pointed behind the boys toward where i was standing speaking with over festival goers who were looking at the menu for my class’ cafe. i had a smile on my face when the guests mentioned they’d absolutely stopped by for a refreshing treat. when they waved their good bye to me, i was suddenly greeted by a different family who asked what i would recommend for their five year old (while they would opt for teas, their child really wanted something sweet). after asking a few questions (are they allergic to anything? does their child prefer strawberries or oranges? etc), i pointed out our strawberry parfait as a great option for them to all share.

“i heard one class chose to do a dessert cafe, but i didn’t think it would be a maid cafe,” rintarou stated flatly. he took the paint and the brush from nakiri before stepping inside to paint his section of the mural. on the other hand, the blond twin elbowed his brother. there was a teasing glint in his eyes.

“kira-san looks really cute, doesn’t she ‘samu?”

nakiri caught on to how pink the gray haired twin’s cheek became when his brother teased him. for the life of him, osamu couldn’t help but wonder why his neighbor called him asking to borrow the cat ear clips the night prior and now it was all making sense.

“shut it atsumu.”

“hmm,” nakiri hummed. she tapped her index finger on her lips in thought. “my shift is almost over for the hour, so why don’t we all go visit the cafe, yeah?”

***

“oh my god!”

my class rep burst through the kitchen doors again when my shift was over causing me to almost drop the parfait in my hands. i had successfully placed the dessert on the tray. one of the front of house staff members gripped her shoulders to calm her down a bit. thankfully, none of the ingrients toppled over, but we did lose a cookie straw in the process.

“breathe class rep,” i saidx. i was trying really hard to not laugh at her panicked expresion. “what’s going on?”

“h-hot miya twins outside.”

that was all i needed to hear before i pinched the bridge of my nose before cursing my best friend and her family nine generations back for slipping out my secret assignment for the festival.

seeing my neighbors through the window of the kitchen swing doors was honestly the last thing i needed today, but of course we couldn’t always win the fortune of the gods. mumbling a quick, ‘the gods are testing me again,’ caused one of the cooks to snicker. to be fair, i could live without the thought of hearing atsumu’s teasing jokes or osamu’s sass, but alas, i did not win fortune’s favor that hour. also, this was the last outfit they’d expect to see me in because half of the volleyball team had tried (keyword:tried) to get me into a maid outfit for y e a r s. that campaign stopped as soon as shinsuke became captain.

“they’re asking for you to serve them too,” the front of house manager said when he walked into the kitchen shortly thereafter. i was having a good day up until this turn of events, and although it took every fiber of my being to not kill those two, i realized i should handle this in an appropriate manner. i mentioned i’ll handle it relinquishing my duties to my second.

when i walked outside, i noticed that not only were my twin neighbors outside, they also sent a text to their entire team asking to visit the cafe area. i calmly turn my lips upward in a saccharine smile as i approached their table. it’s the same familiar smile which caused atsumu and osamu’s blood to run cold; they knew i was pissed as soon as i let the spirit of customer service take over my body.

“welcome to the foxes’ den masters,” i greeted them with a bow. “how may i be of service?”

atsumu’s eyes bounced back and forth between me and his brother who seemed to have found the parfaits description very interesting.

“can i order something off the menu?” atsumu asked in a teasing way. if looks could kill, i’d sent the setter back home with a killer bruise on his shoulder, yet I remember how violence is frowned upon at a festival.

seeing as i did not object to his question when i replied with, “if it is your wish master.”

“can i buy an hour of your time from ya for my dearest younger brother?”

i blinked caught off guard by his forwardness on his twin’s behalf. all of our patrons had ceased speaking to other members of their parties after hearing his proposal. where was a pillow when i needed to scream into one? all color drained from osamu’s face. nakiri looked just as shocked as i was mouthing a ‘sorry’ toward me; she gave me an encouraging smile. (it’s been four years since both of the miya siblings gifted me friendship chocolates on white day as an apology for poking fun at my wacky homemade candies. my parental figure thought it would have been nice to make some for the neighbors’ twins in middle school.)

my smile disappeared while i pondered my answer to the setter’s eager eyes. to spare both osamu and i further embarrassment, I spoke the first thing that came to my mind:

“if that is what your brother wishes, young master, then he should ask me himself,” i said kindly.

this caught osamu’s attention real quick; his eyes snapped up at me with a curious stare. suna had his phone out obviously documenting the whole thing. i tilt my head to the side and posed my hands under my chin prentending to think before i shrugged.

“he should also know that my shift ends at five-thirty and he should meet me here if he doesn’t mind walking me home. now, if you’ll excuse me, i have to garnish table seven’s parfaits.”

the murmurs of conversations began up again once i bowed and took my leave back into the kitchen. the last thing i heard was nakiri laughing as atsumu exclaimed that they were seated at the table i mentioned and osamu claiming that he’d kill his brother for fourth time that day.

“i’ll have you know that i could have asked her at any time right?” osamu seethed. “i don’t need you to line up dates for me.”

“yeah, yeah. you hate me, i hate you. we punch each other a little, and then you get to date kira since you’re clearly not going to do anything about this one sided love you think you two have,” atsumu said before resting his chin on his hand. suna caught what atsumu said all on the video he was recording, including nikiri’s stunned face.

“woah, back the fun bus up. seriously?!” she asked. “no wonder kira had been acting a bit more strictly with her recipes lately. look at the little drawings on the menu.”

she was quick to point out the little drawings of the chibi macaroons (“one was blueberry the other was mango orange, a silent reference to you three’s friendship,” she briefly explained) the design team made and colored.

“must be true, look at how red his cheeks are becoming & i don’t think that’s because of anger,” suna replied.

“c‘ mon, let’s go.” atsumu suggests, rising from the table. “i suddenly recall having passed by the boardwalk games section. osamu, you stay here and tell me what i should order.”

—to be continued—

#miya osamu x fem!reader #reader 1st person pov #the foxes den cafe shenanigans #part 1 of a mini series #school festivals and a half assed confession #whatever it is it’s ‘Tsumu’s fault #sora events 2020™️

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spooky-z · 5 years

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College Françoise Dupont’s talent show [4/5]

Two warnings about this chapter:

You will notice that I described the miraculous of the bee and the dragon differently than they are in the canon and that was because I wanted the secret identity factor. Hawkface knew of QueenBe and Ryukugo's identity in the canon, so let's put it here that the camouflage can change according to the wearer's wishes. The transformation too.

Another warning about this au is that Mari knows Chat's identity, but Adrien doesn't know Ladybug's.

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@ozmav @maribat-archive

The next day, the play Ladynoir had been... interesting.

Marinette knew the play was just an excuse for Lila to stick her claws on Adrien, probably trying to get some negative reaction from Mari to magnify her ego.

She knew that, was prepared. Or rather, he thought she was. Marinette didn't think Lila would go so low as to force Adrien to kiss her in front of everyone.

It was obvious that the kiss was not part of the scene. The discomfort on the blonde's face made it clear to everyone there that he wasn't happy about it. The situation seemed even worse when he pushed the girl abruptly.

The push had been hard enough for her to trip over her own feet and fall. Marinette still caught a glimpse of the red on Lila's cheeks (either anger or shame, who knows) before she ran off the stage with her head bowed. Adrien soon did the same after a quick look at the audience.

The confused audience didn't know how to react. Ms. Bustier's class (the few who managed to escape the backstage to watch with the audience) surprised and Chloe giggling out of her lungs.

Luka had to pat her mouth to calm her down a bit.

Well, at least the previous costume had been replaced by one of quality.

- // -

They were once again at the hotel with Chloe, but this time on the rooftop enjoying the nighttime pool.

This time the four friends turned nine.

Felix who was talking to Luka by the pool, Allegra competing with Claude who was the fastest swimmer and Allan dozing in a Viperion-themed buoy.

"So Wayne, is everything alright for tomorrow?" Kagami had pulled the brunet into the kitchen with the excuse of getting drinks for everyone, even with Jean (Chloe's butler), a few feet from the pool.

Damian was busy placing the glasses on the silver tray, but stopped to look at the girl.

"Absolutely." A tiny smile came to her lips. "She doesn't suspect a thing."

Kagami, who wore a ruby red one piece swimsuit, her hair (a pixie cut with shaved sides) still slightly wet from the pool, winked at her friend.

"Great. I can't wait to film her surprised face. ”

- // -

"Come on Nette, stop being a spoilsport!"

"Only if you tell me why!"

“Wow you are so boring! I just want to take pictures of our last night together in Paris. ”

"You know I'm only leaving tomorrow after the show is over, don't you?"

“But tomorrow we will be busy. Today we have time, so please Nette...?” She pouted.

Marinette found it strange.

Chloe had spent the whole week taking pictures of her, even if she wasn't doing anything important or worth it.

She swears she heard the sound of a camera shutter while waking from a nap on the balcony with Tikki. They were alone there, so she decided it was just sleep talking.

“But I'm only in a bikini, Chlo. No makeup and my hair looks awful. ”

“Stop the bullshit. You look beautiful."

And Chloe didn't lie. The brunette was wearing a black two-piece bikini, the top with a heart neckline and the bottom a boy shorts. Her hair was loose and wavy, a little rough by the chlorine of the water; her lips still rosy from Damian's kisses.

She could be a hot mess without even meaning to.

"Listen to Chloe, Angel." Damian whispered in her ear as he wrapped his arms around her waist, hugging her from behind.

She squeaked in surprise, turning red for catching the attention of the others in the pool.

"Damian!"

"What? Can't I hold you anymore? Just yesterday you were telling me about how you missed it.” He teases.

Chloe, already taking pictures discreetly, took the glass Kagami offered her and posed with her girlfriend, the other couple and in the background, the other five posing by the pool.

Luka whistling maliciously, Felix displaying a rare smile (a sincere one), Allegra drowning Allan (who only showed his legs in the photo) and Claude with a flamboyant pose on the edge of the pool.

"God, I love you, you idiots." Marinette sighed, smiling lovingly.

“We love you too, Minette!” Allegra shouted as she dodged Allan.

“Dupont girls are going to freak out seeing those bare, wet pectorals.” Claude twitched his eyebrows as he flexed his muscles.

“I don't see any muscle in those arms, Claude. The only muscles here are Couffaine, Tsurugi and Wayne. You shouldn't delude yourself that much, you will eventually believe what you say.” Felix says monotonously while Claude screams in indignation.

“Felix spares no one, does he?” Luka laughs “But I think it's time to raise our glasses.” His voice comes out more seriously, quickly Chloe lowers the phone and everyone turns to face him.

“Our partners and friends are leaving for a new page of their lives, entering adulthood, leaving home… Felix, Mari. We are proud of you, happy to have known each other, to have had incredible moments... Mari for giving us opportunities,-" then look at Chloe, who was fiddling with the little hairpin in her hair, Kagami who was holding her necklace while himself touched the bracelet on his wrist “-for having this beautiful melody. Thank you.” And he raised his glass.

Marinette was crying silently in Damian's chest.

“Felix, who despite being a grumpy cat, has been a great friend all these years. Always helping when we need to, being the voice of reason many times we try to do something crazy...” Allan continued “Thank you.”

The blonde nodded mechanically. It was obvious to everyone that he was thrilled.

They drank their drinks and enjoyed the evening again.

- // -

Meanwhile, not far from there a certain blonde was approached by a small asian man.

“Master… Fu. What brings you here? ”Adrian asks, confusion spreading across his face.

“Plagg” he looks at the little kwami of destruction and then looks at the Agreste “Adrien. I think it's time to say goodbye.” He says “The miraculous of destruction must come with me. ”

... What?

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teamdoubleoh · 4 years

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Angels of Death

pt. 2/2 pt. 1/2

Bond and Moneypenny are requested as bodyguard for her highness, the duchess of Sussex, Morgana Pendragon.

OR: Q and Bond are snarky and married, Eve has a crush and Morgana is fabulous

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Bond was a good spy.

Despite what everyone seemed to think, he knew what he was doing most of the time and was always sure to take the best course of action. Well, from his perspective. He was a professional.

He was also currently sitting in M’s office grinning like the Cheshire Cat.

Mallory sighed. "Do you see any problems 007?."

"Not at all sir." Bond answered honestly, still smiling widely.

"Alright. I expect you ready in three hours maximum. Ask Q-branch to lend you one of the good cars. We don’t want to make a bad impression."

Right. A good impression with the royal family. The one he had sworn his life to. For King and Country, that was his vow. Bond snorted. Q bas going to love this.

***

Ten minutes later Bond was standing with Q and Eve at the far end of Q-branch, disappointed but not surprised with the standard com system as well as a palm coded Walther PPK. “And I thought you loved me dear Q. What do I have to do to make me an exploding pen, hm? Dinner? Some special favours?” he murmured in Q’s ear while putting in the com and securing the Walther in the shoulder holster.

“We’re married, James.” Q answered deadpan. He was reading the mission file while Eve enjoyed a cup of Q-branch's coffee. "It seems to be a standart body guarding mission. Keep the target safe and try not to get shot until absolutely inevitable. The one difference is that you're protecting royalty and that it’s our royalty."

Eve sipped on her coffee and sighed in delight, before taking a look at the mission parameters. "Why isn't MI5 handling this one?"

"Apparently all of their agents are busy right now. And James’ next mission is only in two months. Thats probably why they chose him."

"-Aaaand because I’m such a good agent."

"James, you almost laughed out loud in Mallory's office earlier. No one laughs in Mallory's office." commented Eve, rolling her eyes.

Q shuffled trough the papers. "Well, the target is a royal so you better be a good agent, or there's no pudding for a week. Mummy doesn't want that kind of drama." Q frowned, as if that was the only concern about a member of the royal family being shot.

"I'll take care." James assured him.

"Who’s Mummy?" Eve asked, clearly confused.

Q smiled. "I’ll introduce you some time, she’ll like you. So. The target’s name is Morgana Pendragon --"

Eve chocked on her coffee. After half a minute of spluttering she could finally manage words again. "Q, my platonical soulmate, did you just say James is going to protect the unknowing love of my life, Morgana Pendragon? And the assignment is today?"

"Yes. Now, if you’ll let me finish I’ll reorganise some stuff so Mallory sends you with James. The pining has to stop, you’re better than this."

Eve looked like she might want to say something, but didn’t.

"So. Morgana Pendragon, second in line to the throne. You will accompany her to the opening of a new hospital. You're supposed to be at the palace at 1400, so you've got almost three more hours. You’ll need passes, but I can organise those." Q overflew the rest of file but found nothing of interest. “Alright. You two better go get ready. I'll talk to M. Be back in two hours and I'll issue you one of the fancy cars. I bet Mallory wants us to make a good impression.”

***

Q gave them the Aston. Bond hummed “You are my sunshine” while Eve, wearing matching black dress pants and blazer, put her own Walther in the shoulder holster.

“I didn’t know there was a Walther registered to my name and palmprint...” She mused, when Q handed it to her together with a com system.

“There isn’t.” He smiled ever so slightly. “At least as far as the database is concerned.”

She grinned. “This is why we’re friends Q.” She put in her com and shrugged on the blazer.

“Really? I thought it was because I made you those.” He said pointing down at her shoes. They were red lacquer high heels. Chic. And had knives hidden inside them.

She put her head to one side. “I mean, you’re not wrong. I also value your ability to take no shit.”

Q laughed.

Bond, who was wearing a blue grey Tom Ford suit - his second favourite, Q realised - was finally done with his inspection of the Aston Martin. “Moneypenny, are you done flirting with the Quartermaster?”

Eve only rolled her eyes. “No wonder it took us so long to figure out you were married. Look at that idiot.”

Q shrugged. “Well, I hate to say this, but we literally exchanged rings in the middle of Q-branch. Thats not what I call ‘figuring it out’, especially if you take into account that we weren’t even hiding anything. We thought you knew.”

“We’re flirting all the time.” Bond chimed in.

Eve rolled her eyes. “What you call flirting, is beyond normal understanding.”

Bond grinned. “You hurt me Moneypenny.”

“You do realise you only twenty minutes left to get to the palace.” Q stated absentmindedly while fastening freshly printed ID’s to ribbons. “And don’t forget these.”

Within the minute the Aston was on the road.

***

The butler had asked them to wait. After Eve had spent the entire drive gushing anxiously - a behaviour highly unusual for her - about the possibility of being late, they were now waiting. At least the palace was warmer than the Aston, who didn’t get much warmer than the usual Q-brach temperature of 18°C during their short drive through the cold December air.

Maybe the duchess was a busier person than they’d thought. Maybe she was just fashionably late.

Bond was standing in the middle of the room like he owned the place, Eve to his right. The entire room was decorated in golds and reds - the traditional pendragon colours. Since there was only a couch and a coffee table it was safe to assume the room was meant for greeting guests, which seemed like a spectacular waste of space, but such were the perks of royalty.

After nine minutes of waiting the door at the far end of the room finally opened.

Morgana Pendragon was taller than Bond. That was the first thing he noticed. Then Eve went stiff beside him and he decided it would be better if he did the talking.

Q seemed to have the same idea. “Bond you're in charge. Eve, you can flirt later in the car.”

Bond took a step forward and extended his hand in greeting. “Your majesty.”

Morgana took it. Her handshake was surprisingly firm. “Please, Morgana or Ms. Pendragon, if you must.”

Bond smiled amicably. “Commander Bond.”

“Commander?” Morgana lifted a perfectly shaped eyebrow.

“Formerly of the Royal Navy.”

“And now?”

“MI6.”

Morgana’s eyes sparkled as she smiled. “Really, how intriguing. My Brother-in-Law works there too.”

Q chuckled over com. “Really now. Well, you should get going the event is going to start in less than an hour and you have to drive slowly because of temperature.”

Bond and Eve took simultaneously a step backwards and Bond gestured towards the door they had entered trough. “Shall we?”

***

Bond took the drivers seat and hummed “you are my sunshine” under his breath, leaving Eve and Morgana to converse on the backseat, Morgana on the right as was traditional.

“So. “ said Morgana after closing her seatbelt. “I don’t think we’ve been introduced.”

Eve smiled tensely and shook. Morgan's extended hand. “Eve Moneypenny.”

“Are you also from the military Ms. Moneypenny? Or may I call you Eve.”

“Eve is fine. I was made Lieutenant before I was recruited for MI6.”

“And now you’re a bodyguard?” asked Morgana.

Eve smirked. “Now I’m a secretary.”

Morgana sat up straighter, etiquette shrugged off like a silken nightgown. “Are you saying that you were promoted to lieutenant and now you have to keep track of a rich old mans schedule?” There was something fierce in her eyes.

Eve smiled slightly. “You could say that, yes.”

Bond looked at them via rearview. “Moneypenny, stop leaving out all the juicy details! You make it sound as if everyone at six was a racist, mysogynistic pig.” He paused for a second. “Though there is that one guy in Accounting...”

Morgana relaxed against her seat. “Commander Bond, you read my mind. For a second there I thought I'd have to address the secret service over dinner tonight.” She sighed. “Now, do tell. What did Commander Bond mean?”

“After I was recruited for MI6 I was a field agent for a while. I was decent-”

Bond coughed.

“-and I was offered a position in the double-oh program, but I declined. Shortly after, I was sent to assist Bond - sorry - Commander Bond on a mission in Istanbul, and I was put in a... difficult position. Now I work as M’s Secretary.”

“Except that ‘Secretary’ doesn’t really cut it. We have a bet going: How will Moneypenny become the next M.”

“How come you never told me that!”

“Must have slipped my mind.”

“Are you betting too?”

Bond shot her puppy dog eyes in the rearview. “Moneypants, I would never-”

Eve sighed exasperated. “So you do.”

Bond started humming again.

Morgana had watched the interaction with great interest. “Alright, cut the fancy talk. I have some questions. First: Does he go by ‘Commander’ or ‘Bond’?”

Eve glared at James trough the rearview. “Everyone calls him Bond, even though he was a commander in the navy and honourably discharged.”

Bond pouted. “Ouch Moneypenny, thats cruel. I was just getting used to the respectful tone!” Then he grinned again. James Bond couldn’t be sad for long when in his favourite car.

Morgana exhaled loudly. “Oh Thank god. Commander Bond is way too long of a name, just so you know. Now. Did Bond just say the minions made a bet about you?”

“Sadly.” Eve sighed. I don’t know when the Minions started with that, but it must have been after Skyfall. Boothroyd wouldn’t have allowed anything of the sort.”

Morgana blinked. “Whoa, wait a minute Loads of information. Minions?”

Eve smiled warmly. “The R&D department of MI6 is called Q-branch, after their commander, The quartermaster. Bond wanted to annoy the quartermaster, so he started calling the subordinated minions. At first he was - excuse my language - pissed, but the term grew on him, and the minions themselves love it.” Eve’s smile turned into a smirk and she eyed Bond. “They also have a bet going about when the agents are gonna cost Q his last nerve so he’ll turn into a supervillain.”

Bond took a sharp right turn and slowly drove across the frozen parking space in front of the newly built Hospital, stopping in front of the main entrance. Eve and Bond got out and went to Morgana's door. Eve opened it and Bond led Morgana to the glass doors which opened automatically. Eve pushed the back door shut.

Bonds head twirled around. “Why do you hate me Moneypants!”

“Stop with the drama, it’s not even your car.” Eve said rolling her eyes.

Inside Morgana was immediately welcomed with a warm applause from all sides. Eve and James sighed. Now came the worst part of the job. Ignoring the Speeches.

***

Half an hour and what felt like ten thousand words too much later they were standing in the newly opened Lobby and sipped on cool champagne flutes.

Q cleared his throat, announcing his presence via com. “Eve, you're playing sniper for now.”

Eve, clearly thankful for the distraction smirked. Her voice was calm and low when she answered. “We all know I’m a very good sniper.”

Bond silently lifted his eyebrow but kept talking to the duchess.

Morgana noticed, of course. “What was that about?”

Neither Eve nor Bond answered immediately.

“You can tell her. Her clearance is high enough.” came Q’s confirmation.

“Our handler was telling Eve to play sniper -to stay a step behind - and she said that that would be fine since we all know she is a very good sniper.” Bond explained sparsely, distaste clear in his voice.

Morgana lifted an eyebrow and turned to Eve. “Why is he so grumpy all of a sudden?”

Eve leaned closer, so their conversation wouldn’t be overheard. “Remember that Istanbul mission I told you about earlier?”

Morgana nodded and a wave of her perfume hit Eve like a sledgehammer in the gut. Nevertheless she continued. “Bond was fighting someone on top of a moving train. I was in a car and managed to arrive at a bridge the train was about to cross before the train. I was meant to take a shot, kill Bonds target for him while they were fighting. But well-”

She shrugged, nonchalance dripping off of her like rain during a thunderstorm. “- I shot Bond. He fell off the train, and missed the bridge on his way down. Fell fifty feet into water, head down, with a bullet in the shoulder. He was presumed dead for months. But really, we should have known better; no one can kill James Bond.”

Morgana took a step back and eyed Eve with respect. “We should have coffee some time.”

“I’d love too.” Eve smiled brightly.

Bond sighed miserably. “ Love, get me out of here, Eve just told Morgana how she killed me and now they’re ganging up on me.”

Morgana eyed James, then his champagne. “Did he just-”

Eve shook her head. ”He’s not drunk. He’s talking to our handler, see?” She pointed to James’ right ear where the tiny spec of metallic black gave away the com, then pushed back her hair to show her own com.

“...Did he just call your handler ‘Love’?”

Eve sighed. She was still not entirely over the fact that she hadn’t figured out that Q and James had been married all that time.

Bond interrupted her, before she could say anything. He had taken a speedy recovery from his sulky mood and was now positively gleeful. He stepped closer to the two women so they formed a group and Eve took a few steps backwards in retaliation to keep and eye on the room.

Bond emptied his champagne glass and handed it to a passing waiter. “The minions love betting. It’s a terrible habit of theirs. They bet about anything and anyone. Also anyones. When Q and I first met on the job we were flirting the entire time - well, Eve calls it bantering, but no matter - and within a fortnight there was a betting pool about when we’d get together. But then I went under deep cover for six months. Everyone except Q thought I had left MI6 for a quiet live with the daughter of an Enemy of Six. The minions kept the betting pool running because they’re smart little bastards, and when I came back everyone wanted to kill me for breaking Q’s heart.”

Morgana frowned. “I thought you weren’t together?”

Bond smirked. “We weren’t. I take it as a major compliment that they thought Q and I would fit well together, even after I had apparently left MI6 for a woman.”

“So they wanted you and Q together even though you’re straight? Sounds pretty homophobic to me.”

“I’m bisexual, but thanks for the concern.”

“No I’m - I didn't mean - I meant, they thought you were straight? Sorry, I’m a bit overprotective - my brother is bi and his Spouse is pan .”

She took a sip of champagne. “Also I’m a huge lesbian. “ She added like an afterthought.

Bond grinned, Eve was going to love this. “It’s fine. Well, they disbanded the betting pool a fortnight ago.” Bond sighed.

“Why? Did you guys get together? No... Don’t tell me - Q got a partner? You found someone else?”

“I was sent on a mission to seduce a woman who had intel we needed - and much more we didn’t even know about - and only found out there that she only ever went for married men.”

“I don’t think a wedding ring is in a standard kit for secret agents these days, hm?” Asked Morgana teasingly. “Though I have to say, you know how to tell a story.”

Bond smiled and bowed his head in thanks. “The minions were quite upset about this development too - they pride themselves into equipping an agent to their best interest at all times - and a wedding ring wasn’t on the list. Luckily -” Bond slipped his hand into the inner pocked of his jacket and produced a necklace with a golden band on it, “- I am a married man. We got the intel and I went home.”

Morgana's eyes went wide. “Now that is a plot twist. And congratulations.”

“Thank you. Story isn’t over yet. The minions were convinced I had been married before and my wife was dead. I mess up our rings sometimes since we mostly wear them on necklaces and it’s hard to tell the difference. So they kept the pool running. I arrived at MI6 five hours later and went to return my com. Q demanded I show him my ring. Turns out I had the wrong one so we exchanged our rings in the middle of Q-branch and went home.”

Morgana laughed brilliantly and Eves head turned as if on instinct. She knew Bond was going to tell the story brilliantly. He was a spy, a living story himself. Bond winked at her and she turned back to face the crowd.

“Now that was a ride. I love a good storytelling, even better when the story is true.”

“A friend of mine loves stories too, maybe I could introduce you some time?”

Morgana's expression turned Icy. “Commander Bond, I’m sure I have mentioned I’m not interested in men your age.”

“Oh, no worries, you're actually the same age as her.” said Bond amicably.

Morganas features softened instantly. “Still, no thank you, I just found someone quite perfect.”

“Really? Care to share?”

“I’d rather not. After all, I've only known her for a day, and she seems to have a habit of shooting people who cross her plans.”

Bonds smile widened. “Wonderful. If you should invite her for Christmas.”

Morgana “Should I invite you and your husband too? Usually it’s just family, but I'm sure I could make an exception?”

“Oh I'll be there.” There was a certainty in his voice that astounded her.

In that moment her Mobile ringed. She recognised the number immediately, already pressing accept. “Sir?” She said in a serious tone before breaking character. “How are you! I haven’t heard from you in ages, what was that all about?”

“Hello Morgana, how lovely to speak to you on this terrible, terrible day.”

“You are so melodramatic, it’s just winter.” Morgana smiled. After Merlin he was definitely her favourite brother-in-law.

“Just winter she says. Oh, well what can I do... Never mind. You know I have a minor position in MI6, yes?”

“’Course. I’ve been buggering you about details for ages now.”

“Bond is feeling terribly smug right now, because he doesn’t know I’m the one calling you - now before you say anything, How do you like Eve?”

“Oh you know, Sherlock has his adorably perfect remorseless killer, I want my own too.”

“Good, because she’s my friend and I want to see her happy. You really should invite her for Christmas - and yes I know Bond just said that.”

“How?”

“I’m in his ear, metaphorically speaking.”

“...Wait are you telling me-”

“I’m his handler and you just met my husband of seven years whom I never bring to family dinner because he’s always away? Yes.” Morgana exhaled dramatically. “You are a menace, you know that right?”

“I try. I am also the Quartermaster of MI6, just so you know. I meant to introduce you at Christmas, but the he got this assignment short term. So back to business, you and Eve-”

“Oh no, mister were having lunch tomorrow and you’re filling me in about all the details, so-”

“-so you have the upper hand at Christmas, I know. If it’s any consolation; none of my brothers have met him yet because he keeps dying.”

“Is he with you right now, I mean- are they with you?”

“I silenced the coms, neither of them heard a word on my end. See you tomorrow then, hm?”

“The usual place?”

“There is a reason it is the usual, is there not?”

“You silly genius, see you there! And thanks for the call!

“No problem, sister mine.”

She hung up. “We should get going.”

‘It’s a small world’ Morgana thought to herself, taking Eves arm and manoeuvring towards the exit, Bond staying at her left.

She smiled innocently at Him. Time to play her favourite game. “I’m so sorry, I had to take that. What were you saying?”

#007 fest 2020 #team00 #005.Vi #00q #idk if im making sense #but eve and morgana would 100% like each other

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Anime List *UPDATED*

Anime I have watched:

Yu-Gi-Oh! Yu-Gi-Oh! GX Yu-Gi-Oh! 5D’s Yu-Gi-Oh! Zexal Yu-Gi-Oh! Arc-V Yu-Gi-Oh! Vrains Cardcaptor Sakura Cardcaptor Sakura Clear Card Medabots Panty and Stocking with Garterbelt Astro Boy (2003) Transformers Cybertron Seven of Seven Powerpuff Girls Z Case Closed (Detective Conan) Saru Get You On Air (Ape Escape anime) Megaman NT Warrior Viewtiful Joe Spider Riders Kirby: Right Back At Ya! Lucky Star Digimon Monster Rancher Nichijou Tama and Friends Hamtaro Revolutionary Girl Utena Sherlock Hound Montana Jones Samurai Pizza Cats Serial Experiments Lain Azumanga Daioh Slayers Paranoia Agent Kaitou Saint Tail Dinosaur King The Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya The World of Narue Magic User’s Club Phi Brain Puzzle of God Dennou Coil Mawaru Penguindrum Nanana’s Buried Treasure Tiger and Bunny Yuri Kuma Arashi Mutant Turtles: Choujin Densetsu-Hen (TMNT OVA) Descendants of Darkness Alien Nine Ninja Nonsense Samurai Deeper Kyo FLCL The Irresponsible Captain Tylor Princess Tutu No Game No Life His and Her Circumstances Lupin the III Part One Kanon (2006) Pretear Kino's Journey (2003) Samurai Champloo Golion Ghost Hound Ghost in the Shell: Stand Alone Complex Little Witch Academia (TV) Cowboy Bebop Kino's Journey (2017) Steins;Gate Monster Strike Ghost in the Shell: Arise Robotics;Notes Martian Successor Nadesico Grimoire of Zero Eden of the East FLCL: Progressive FLCL: Alternative Steins;Gate 0 Ergo Proxy Anohana: The Flower We Saw That Day Erased Chaos;Head SSSS.Gridman Michiko and Hatchin Emma: A Victorian Romance Tokyo Magnitude 8.0. Occulitc;Nine Chaos;Child Terror in Resonance Heroman Sarazanmai Blood Blockade Battlefront Shingu Secret of the Stellar Wars Star Driver The Reflection The Disappearance of Nagato Yuki-Chan Samurai 7 Fruits Basket (2001) Ouran High School Host Club Beastars Neon Genesis Evangelion Ghost in the Shell: SAC_2045 BNA: Brand New Animal My Next Life as a Villainess: All Routes Lead to Doom! Polar Bear's Cafe Blood+ Carole and Tuesday Fruits Basket (2019) Tengen Toppa Gurren Lagann Allison and Lillia Noein Appleseed XIII Puella Magi Madoka Magica Figure 17 Cyborg 009 vs Devilman Freedom Project Kill la Kill The Way of the Househusband SSSS.Dynazenon The World Ends With You Odd Taxi S-Cry-Ed Devilman Crybaby Eden The Vision of Escaflowne Death Parade Phoenix Godzilla Singular Point Super Crooks Akudama Drive Durarara!! K-ON! Magia Record: Puella Magi Madoka Magica Side Story The Orbital Children Stellvia Dirty Pair Trigun Black Butler SK8 The Infinity Shaman King (2001) Cyber City Oedo 808 Spy x Family

Currently watching: Tsubasa Reservior Chronicle The Prince of Tennis

Planning to watch next year: Trigun Stampede Spy x Family season 2

#anime #anime list

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whumpapedia · 4 years

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Edits

The following were recently added to the Whumpapedia:

Movies: Start-Up Nake It Big In Love and War The Postcard Killings A Royal Affair (En kongelig affære) Street Kings Street King My Zoe The Canyon The outsider 7500

International TV: Born Again Lucky Romance Life on Mars Remember Never Twice Monster Welcome to Waikiki 2 / Eulachacha Waikiki 2 Nobody Knows Black East of Eden Happy Together Dr.Jin The Player Signal Psychopath Diary Item Watcher Circle Mask Doctor Prisoner My Secret Romance When A Man Loves Secret Boutique Unasked Family Woman of 9.9 Billion Beautiful Gong Shim The 3rd Hospotal Nine: 9 Times Time Travel Duel The King's Face

Podcasts: Wolf 359

Anime: Akatsuki no Yona (Yona of the Dawn) Sirius the Jaeger Doukyounin wa Hiza Tokidoki Atama no Ue (My Roommate Is a Cat) Midnight Occult Civil Servants Rokka no Yuusha Black Butler: Book of Circus

Books: Lightless Dead I Well May Be The Dead Yard The Bloomsday Dead

C/M/GNs: Akatsuki no Yona (Yona of the Dawn)

TV Shows: Merlin Outlander S.W.A.T The 100 The Big Valley The Great The Order

*Number 5 whump from Umbrella Academy was omitted due to the actor’s age

Thanks to everyone who contributed! Keep em coming!

#Submissions #mod the wandering whumper

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amarriageoftrueminds · 4 years

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Random HCs

about that old Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell Regency Hannigram A/B/O AU I still occasionally daydream about:

the No.1 cause of Hannibal killing people is them telling him that he looks just like Napoleon Bonaparte and thinking his name is hilarious because Napoleon, like the OG Hannibal, famously crossed the Alps.

He has what’s known as a ‘Canting arms’, an heraldic coat of arms that is based on a Pun, which basically spells out exactly what he is Because He’s Hannibal and at some point Will squints suspiciously at it

because it’s Ye Olden Times with no concept of bacteria and Hannibal is a gentleman Physician he literally has a morgue next to the kitchen in his grand manor house and can be happily dicing up bodies when visitors pop by

at one point Will pops by while he’s doing it and is like ‘heh have you ever got the meats mixed up for your kitchen, accidentally’ and Hannibal’s like ‘........accidentally?? no.’

Because Hannibal is a Fae with zero morality and can speak to animals and trees he sees no difference between killing people and cutting down plants/killing animals to eat.

Jack is Will’s merchant godfather who wants Will to marry well and clumsily tries to set him and Hannibal up (by pretending to want Hannibal’s medical opinion about Will’s sanity) and both of them are furious about it but one of them changes their mind after meeting (guess who)

Will grew up on Royal Navy ships with his Naval dad, which makes him enviably exotic to other omegas his age because he has had Adventures and they have never left England on account of the aforementioned Napoleon; English alphas his age think he’s pretty and exotic but sadly also shrewish hoydenish and a bluestocking

Will has seen violent deaths during naval battles, helped out a Naval Surgeon in the amputation room, and his darkest secret is that he and his father’s crew once survived mutiny and shipwreck by resorting to... the custom of the sea...

Will and his ill father live either in a hunting/fishing lodge in the woods or a cramped Tudor moated manor house with a bridge courtyard and at some point Hannibal turns up in the house’s courtyard in a carriage (showing off his horsemanship) and Will is like ‘wait how are you here how did you get that carriage here’ and Hannibal is like ‘I used the bridge’.

Hannibal is absolutely knocked on his arse by Will’s scent before he even sees him but isn’t fully intrigued until he notices during a Grand Dinner that that pretty omega in the middle of the table is looking nauseated by certain ‘‘‘‘‘pork’’’’’ dishes???

Hannibal possibly has to resort to smelling salts or a vinaigrette at some point just to keep his Shit even vaguely together around Will

Will has a sorta arranged-since-childhood engagement to his beta cousin Alana, but she’s not into it, so he’s in the awkward poor-relation, impoverished-dependant position, and in danger of becoming the family drudge, a la Cinderella if he can’t get himself an alpha or get the Admiralty to pay out his father’s prize money.

he’s considered an ineligible spinster by the Village because he makes no effort with his appearance or conversation and is like *gasp* twenty-three or something and no one thinks it’s even odd that he never dances at Assemblies any more

All the Hopeful Mamas don’t like him because he’s threateningly pretty and they want Alana for their own sons/daughters and are therefore livid that the new, even-better-catch alpha Hannibal takes an interest in him

All the omegas Hannibal is used to having thrown at him are dripping with fancy accomplishments and fashion whereas Will only knows how to sew sensible shirts for himself + ten midshipmen, net a purse, tie his own fishing flies, navigate using celestial geometry, survive a Newfoundland winter, climb a mast in a force 10 gale without falling or fainting, keep a pack of mongrel dogs, read the Cards of Marseilles, and speak the kind of Catalan, French and Italian you pick up in ports (most improper!)

Knowing this, some bitchy person tries to embarrass Will during a Ball by asking him to sing and play, expecting him to be humiliated, only to discover- SURPRISE BITCHES! -that he has been hosting his father’s naval parties in port since he was 16, has an angelic countertenor singing voice on account of being a male omega, and can totally sing the shit out of an extremely moving sea shanty and make all their milky daughters look INSIPID

Hannibal has so many horses and carriages he matches them to his outfit when he goes out but Will is literally so bad on a horse omg he grew up travelling on boats not animals and when Hannibal invites him to go riding Will is like ‘I have one (1) mule and a gig’ (type of dowdy carriage that can only fit one person) and Hannibal is physically pained

Mischa is possibly still alive and Will is possibly taken on as her Companion/Tutor by Hannibal when he finds out the dire straits Will is in financially (which is a joke because he is the absolute least suitable candidate imaginable.)

(If so Mischa is basically Amélie but with murders).

Hannibal was once arrested and imprisoned for murdering the husband of his mistress, Madame Du Maurier, in Paris, (possibly put in the same prison as the Marquis de Sade) but escaped during the French Revolutionary prison riots (ahh, the Terror, what a fun time!), and that was also where he picked up his Chef - a poisoner.

All the killers are servants. Gideon the Chef, Hyde the lisping Steward, Budge the Butler, Umber the valet, Molly and Georgia maids, Wells the aged family retainer, Stammets the Gardener, Tier the Gamekeeper, Mrs Pimms the housekeeper (remember mad bee lady!) etc.

Chilton has pretensions of being a Physician and runs a country house asylum for aristocratic (read: rich) mental patients, like the one King George III was sequestered in, and keeps making unwelcome advances to Will because A) he thinks Will is crazy for believing he is a magician, B) Will might become rich if his dad dies and his prize money comes through.

Possibly: GJH digs pot holes into fields and roads to make riding omegas come off their horses/be tipped out of their carriages during hunt days and uses his omega daughter Abigail to lure them into accepting a lift in his carriage (as they wouldn’t trust an alpha travelling alone in a covered carriage t’would be a scandal) and because Will looks like Abigail they pick him up one day

Possibly: there is a cage gibbet on a hill near the village (which has a dead hanged criminal in it) and at some point Hannibal locks a person in there knowing no one will come near enough to tell the difference until it’s far too late.

Possibly: Will at some point goes into a homicidal rage and tries to flog Hannibal’s head groom Ingram with a cat-o-nine-tails for attacking his groom, Peter, and Hannibal is Enchanted about it.

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