#oh let's call it platonic xD
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I'm a sydcarmy girlie all the way, but I respect my sydrichie siblings. I mean, I see it.
#my girl Sydney can have chemistry with a spoon#free shipping#all the ships#this is a port#if you got a ship i got a ship#the bear#sydcarmy#carmy x syd#carmy x sydney#sydney adamu#sydney and richie#what is chemistry#oh let's call it platonic xD
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Hii! How r u? How was ur dai? About the oc thing...Could I prety please with cherry on top get a platonic platonic Furina, Ei, Nahidaand Venti with a reader that is like a elf? Idk, how to explain it, so I am gonna add a picture to how I wiev it:
Her name is Eclipsa and has white hair and pointy ears(ofc since she is an elf). And I dont mean like Santa's elfs, I mean the ones from greek and romanian mytology.
About the bakstory: Lets just say that she is the daughter of The Heavenly Principels(lets just call her THP bc I am lazy) (ik it sounds cringe but hear me out😭) and since THP was not all the lovey dovey tipe and probably VERY bad with children (maybe even hate them idk, I really cant see her motherly) she just decided to throe her to Tyvat into the care of the archons untill she was old enough (16 years old) to come to Celestia (bacically be mature since she doesnt want a cryng baby around). Eclipsa is growing, just like Klee slower (there is a theorh that says that Klee is 80 but is also 8 bc she is growing 10 times slower than normal) and everu 100 it adds 1 year rlto her age. Now, lets say that when she was 10(1000) she overheared somebody say that the archons dont actually like her (like parental figures ofc) and that they probably just cang get rid of her. She actually belivd them like a dumb child that she is and ran away (opened a portal to another world and dissapeared without anybody's knoladge). Now, lets just say for the sake of this au to make it more interesting (maybe more cringe but I am having fun ok?😭) that the disaster from Khaenri'ah happened bc the person occ heared it was a khaenriah'n and THP since finding this out was like "OH HELL NAHH" and this iz the reason they destroyd Khaenria'h. THP gave the archons untill Eclipsa was to turn 16 to find her. Well, now, at 15, she randomply (and awkwardly) came back. (Maybe she finally got into her head the ideea of checking Irmansole to see if the archons truly hated her and surprise surprise, ints not true). Now, imagine the characters meeting Occ in their nation. For Venti- at windrise, for Ei in the city (near the statue), for Nahida just at the spirit tree (maybe one of her little friends passed that message for her) and for Furina(back when she was still an archon) she was told from Neuvillette that he sensed Occ's presence(lets just say that higher ups are aware of Eclipsa's existance, including Furina. Perhaps she has read about Oc in one of the books she read to find a solution to Fontaine's profecy).
Also, I imagine ooc to look like this when she was little(I just love this fanart sm😭):
(One thing to note is that none of theres fanarts are mine, and idk who they are from to credit them. Also te line I made was bc there was some writting on that picture and I didnt want it to be out of the context:>)
About personalit I see her as somebody who is quite the drama queen and loves attention 24/7. She loves pulling pranks all the time and also like annoyng people, but in a joking way. Hoever I see her as somebody who has her moments of understanding and is quite the menance to societity(pretty mhch like how Klee is). About her powers, she is developing since young THP's powers but since she is not even 18, its definetly not as affective.
Anyways, I know it might be a weird request or cringe, and maybe I wrote too much, or gave too little information. Also, I am VERY sorry if you cant undrtstand this request, english is not my first language and I pretty much have dyslexia(not bad one tough, I am still working on correcting mynself :D) and I tried to make sure I made as little mistakes as posible but its hard to spot them when its a big paragraphe, uk? therfor you are always free to ignore thiz request, hopw you have a nice day and good luck writting so many requests. Also, congrats on 1k followrs!! :D
...Did I just read an entire fanfiction XD, I will gladly write this, and thanks for the congrats😆
Hope you'll enjoy😄
Trigger Warning: Yandere, Obsessive behaviour, Possessive behaviour, Kidnapping
Furina: She knows almost nothing about her, Neuvillette doesn't seem to remember anything about her and there are no books about it, hell the only reason she knows about Eclipsa is because Focalors thought of it as important that she knew about The Heavenly Principles daughter if she was going to act as an archon.
Furina's first meeting with Eclipsa is when Neuvillette is showing her around, it was instant love... not the romantic kind, the platonic kind, Eclipsa looked like a doll, so perfect to dress up, so perfect to have around, Furina feels lonely and Eclipsa makes her feel whole again, so she takes what she wants.
Furina dislikes The Heavenly Principles, she would be happy if she was hated by them, her performance is over either way, the profecy is fullfilled, is it really so wrong of her to be selfish... you will see Furina run around Fontaine with Eclipse causing havoc, as long as she is with her she doesn't feel lonely, and now she never will
"Y-you aren't leaving me right, right... ANSWER ME PLEASE... I'm sorry for yelling, I just don't wanna lose a friend so dear, you can understand, right?"
Raiden Ei: The day Eclipsa dissapeared was the day her sister died... not only did she lose her very own sister, she also lost someone she practically viewed as a daughter, she had never felt such horrible pain before, so she shut herself away as to not feel it again.
So many years spent in isolation, all Ei could think about was her sister and Eclipsa, she swore if she could just get them back, she would protect them both with her life, she just wants things to go back to normal, like it used to be.
So many years had passed that Ei nearly didn't recognize Eclipsa, she had so many questions for her, but she didn't say a single one... screw The heavenly Principles, she was going to protect her as best she could, Eclipsa don't even get a chance to talk before she was shut inside the plane of Euthymia.
"So long, you have been away for 500 long years... but that's okay, you're here now, I'll make sure you not come to harm like what happened to Makoto"
Nahida: She doesn't have much knowledge of Eclipsa, she isn't recorded in the Irminsul, all the knowledge Nahida has of her is what her predecessor left for her she didn't forget, she is confused why Eclipsa isn't around... did she dissapear or worse, did she die?
Nahida is confussed when she feels Eclipsa's precence by the Irminsul, it feels familiar but she can't figure out why, of course like the curious 500 year old child she is, she went to figure out what caused such familiarity... Nahida knew who it was the second she laid eyes on her, this is who she is supposed to protect like the Greater Lord she once did.
Nahida asks a lot of questions, why is she here? Why was she gone? Eclipsa is now her favorite subject to learn about, Nahida takes up some kind of little sister role to stay close with her, she needs to know everything, feed her ever-growing curiosity, maybe one day she will introduce Eclipsa to the Wanderer... but that can be later, Nahida wants to be selfish for a bit longer.
"Curious, you being here fills me with a feeling like... like a hole, you fall down it everyday and it just feels so annoying, then suddenly someone has covered it up and I don't feel annoyance anymore... You need to stay with me for a bit longer, I need to figure out why"
Venti: He isn't all that interested in following The Heavenly Principles orders, but he still did as to not occur her wrath... he did not expect to take care of a child, he wasn't the best, he got constantly drunk, never took anything serious, except for protecting Eclipsa from any danger.
It was no surprise that Venti felt such fear and despair when Eclipsa dissapeared, he had lost yet another loved one... why does he still care, it always happens anyways, no relation lasts forever, no matter how much he tries to drown the memory of her in even more alcohol, it doesn't work
That's when Venti notices her precence, after 500 long painful years, is she finally back? Is this his second chance. He meets Eclipsa at windrise, she look just as well as when she dissapeared... He doesn't care what The Heavenly Principles thinks or wants, he will keep Ecilpsa safe and away from her, He will keep that smile on her no matter what.
"It sure has been a while hasn't it, soooo how have you been, hope you missed me for I have missed you"
#yandere#yandere genshin impact#yandere genshin#yandere male#yandere female#yandere furina#yandere furina x reader#yandere raiden ei#yandere raiden ei x reader#yandere nahida#yandere nahida x reader#yandere venti#yandere venti x reader#platonic yandere#oc#oc x canon#oc x character event
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Hello hello and Guten Tag!
I saw your post and wanted to try to help with the writing ideas. Maybe give you a little challenge? 🤷♀️
Anywhizzle, idea time!
TFPSmokescreen x Cybertronian!reader who is a medicbot
Smokescreen is trying to impress reader with his skills and fighting. What he fails to realize is that reader is also skilled in hand to hand combat and easily knocks him off his peds.
Romantic or platonic. Smokey needs love and a wee slice of humble pie.
Ich wünsche Ihnen einen schönen Morgen/Nachmittag/Abend!
Hallo und Guten Abend, a fellow German I see.
He sure does need a slice of that humble pie xD
And I am here to deliver, hope you like it.
And thanks for requesting.^^
Medics do know how to fight
(I just love that picture lmao)
About this fic: sfw, gn reader, some romance
851 words
"I doubt medics know how to fight. I mean Ratchet surely does but THEM?"
"If I were you Smokescreen, I wouldn't be saying that...", Bulkhead chimed in, a hint of worry in his tone of voice.
"Pff nahh, am I right doctor?"
You just roll your optics in annoyance, continuing on working on the task Ratchet gave you, back to the others.
Atleast he stopped calling you doc, so that's gotta be something.
Yes you may be a medic in training but oh was he wrong with that statement of his.
"Look? They're not even replying, because they know I'm soo right."
You turned around to face the white red and blue bot, who had his arms crossed before his chassis so full of himself.
"Oh really Smokey?"
"Hey, you know I hate that nickname!"
"Fine, I will stop using it IF, you win against me in a 1v1."
"Oh, it's so on!"
"But", you add, raising a single digit at him. "If I win, I'm gonna call you that for as long as I shall live. And no more making fun of medics, I mean it"
"Pff, humans call that child's play."
Raising an optic ridge, you step away from the console, attention now fully on him.
"Go on.", you try to encourage him.
"At least step away from my equipment...", Ratchet grumbled.
Not wanting to have wrenches flying your direction you do as you're told.
"So, wanna start?"
"And no guns for Primus' sake!"
You chuckle
"Alrighty Ratch!"
The bot infront of you turned to stand in a fighting position, fists raised to the height of his chest.
Game on.
He went for a frontal attack, which your easily dodged by ducking and turning to the side.
You counter with a light blow to his side, making him stumble.
"Are you even trying? Or am I just too good to-"
And that sentence of his was cut right off as you went forward, ducked again and kicked his pedes away, making him fall right onto his face, taking a box down with him.
"I needed that!", Ratchet yelled furiously.
"Ow"
"I may be a medic, but I surely know how to fight. Next time you underestimate me I won't go so easy on you."
"Ha, they busted you Smoky!", Miko laughed, pointing at the red blue and white colored bot, who was now slowly standing up, rubbing his helm in pain.
"And they surely got that sass from old Ratchet..", Smokescreen mumbled under his breath.
A wrench came flying his way from across the hall, which you catched easily right after your sensors detected it.
"And I got mad reflexes so better watch out from now on."
"Okay, let me get this straight.", Miko spoke up again. "They busted your metal ass AND saved you. Damn, you're so in their debt!"
The she comes to a complete halt, holding onto the railing while looking directly at the Smokescreen, her eyes wide.
"You were trying to impress them!", she exclaimed, jumping once and pointing at Smokescreen.
"Smoky is in love, Smoky is in love!", she declared, jumping around excitedly.
"WHAT?!", you and the mostly silver bot said simultaneously, exchanging a rather flustered look.
"Oooh and they love you too. Robot romance yayy"
"Miko...", Bulkhead reprimanded her.
"Whaat? It's true Bulk! They're in love!", she said, gesturing wildly towards the two of you while looking up at her guardian.
"We've got two lovebirds.", she explained proudly, hands on her hips now.
Ratchet raised an optic ridge, looking between you and a now very flustered Smokescreen.
"Well finally it's official. I can't stand you two pining for each other any longer.", the medic said, rolling his optics, going right back to work afterwards.
Indignant, you finally turn to speak.
"And what makes you ALL think that we're in love?!"
"Oh please, I've seen the way you look at eachother. And you would NEVER accept to a fight like this.", Arcee mentioned, arms crossed over her chassis.
"I could not help but notice a tension you two hold.", Optimus adds, who had been silently watching until now.
"Not you too Prime..."
You clear your throat.
"Yeah sure whatever..."
While cleaning up the mess you two created, you made sure not to look at Smokescreen, who couldn't take his optics off of you.
Sure, he was cute and you mayyyybee caught feelings, but it couldn't have been THAT obvious. Right?!
"You fight pretty good for a medic."
You shoot a glare at him.
"I mean, you fight really good.", he corrected himself. "No more making fun of medics, I know."
You chuckle, nudging his side. "You're not too bad yourself Smokey."
His helm turns toward you.
"What? I won, so you're Smokey from now on."
"I love you!", he blurted out, covering his intake with both servos immediately after.
You laugh, placing a servo on his shoulder.
"Don't worry, the feeling's mutual."
You two stand up straight and you put the now tidy box on top of a counter.
"Who are we kidding? Even Miko figured something was up. Might as well indulge and make it official, don't you think?"
The bot nods. "Yeah, you're right."
"I know I am, better get used to it."
"Pff"
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oh my god, I need this in my life ;____; Pairing is dealer's choice.
36. unconsciously searching out each other’s hand while sleeping
Look. I kinda missed the mark here, in a sense, as did I miss the timely window to write/reply.... xD
anyway here it is? some Geraskier, a healthy dose of pining, and a lot of semi-platonic cuddling!
Thank you Ebs my love for beta-reading! And I hope you like it, Kuri-darlin! Please enjoy <3
On Ao3 here!
It starts, as it often does between the two of them, with a deep bottle of spirit and a great idea. Usually, it’s one of Jaskier’s, but this time neither of them will claim the responsibility.
Skinnydipping is a much better plan in summer temperatures, rather than in late spring. Cold water from the icy mountains is still trickling down in rivers and finding itself in the lake they are now rushing out of, bare as the day they were born.
Jaskier isn’t shrieking, he never is, he is just flexing his vocal chords. Geralt is telling him that he is indeed shrieking, and that he should stop before it gets shrill enough to call the local dogs over.
Punching Geralt’s chest is very different when he is not wearing any clothes, skin cool and slippery, and Jaskier loses himself for a moment.
This is where it all begins, in a sense.
They are both rather lost, directionless in the free way of the traveling pair they are, but still trying to make out what path is theirs, and if what they will find at the end of the road will please them.
Geralt grasps Jaskier’s hand, and holds it to his chest. If asked, he will say he is clearly making sure Jaskier won’t be able to punch him again, but if you ask Jaskier, the only thing he will remember is firm fingers around his wrist, chest hair rough against his knuckles.
When Jaskier does not immediately protest, just stares at their hands with wide eyes, Geralt declares the bard too drunk, and he pulls Jaskier with him towards land by the hand.
Getting dressed one handed is… even more complicated while drunk, but the witcher does not let go of the bard, and leads him all the way to their rooms. They technically have their own rooms, but somehow they both end up in Jaskier’s room, only half way into the bed.
Later, Geralt remembers waking up with Jaskier’s fingers laced through his, and turns to look at his face lax in sleep, pressed against the mattress.
It happens again, of course it does. This time they are between inns, with winter and his bad timing stealing one last cold night before spring broke through properly.
They have found alright shelter, compromising the comfort of the open forest floor for keeping warm, snuck in the crack of a rock formation.
The fire is doing wonders, and despite the smoke stinging their eyes, Jaskier is looking decidedly snuggly with the fire behind him outlining his figure.
Their bedrolls are side by side, and Jaskier has grabbed onto Geralt’s hand, marveling over… well, marveling in general actually.
This time there is no alcohol between them, just a sense of peace and amusement, and Geralt watches Jaskier trace each digit, using both hands to look this way and that.
His knuckles are getting a great deal of attention, as is his thumb and palm. While he does it, Jaskier tells a story about his mother and a fortune teller that probably was a sham, but there once was this palm reader he met in Novigrad, and did you know that the placing or lack of calluses really tells a lot about you as a person?
Geralt listens with a smile, and snarks at the obvious holes in the storytelling when Jaskier is making too much up again, and, between one heartbeat and the next, Jaskier’s eyes droop shut.
He is still holding onto Geralt’s hand, one cradling the side of his hand and his pinky, the other holding onto his thumb. Even as specks of snow trickle down from above, and the wind howls, the fire crackles merrily, and Jaskier is holding his hand in his sleep.
Geralt doesn’t take his hand back, and in the morning they have inched closer, and Jaskier is holding Geralt’s hand against himself like you would a teddy bear.
Not long after the summer solstice, they make a close acquaintance with death. Her foul breath brushes the bard’s cheek as a Necker’s claw dug into his flesh.
Lucky for all of them, Jaskier is wearing a leather coat, and instead of being fatal, it just ends up being very fucking painful.
Blood is not a good look on bards, at least not their own, Geralt decides when Jaskier sits eerily quiet after being patched and bundled up in a barn that they’ve got to borrow for the night, with the promise not to bleed on the hay.
That night, Geralt reaches for Jaskier’s hand, holding it as he presses himself up against the bard’s back, listening to his even breaths and rapid heartbeat, infinitely grateful he made it in time to save him.
As with anything, spend enough time doing something and a habit is formed.
It isn’t every time, nor is it a conscious thought, but if there is but an arm's length between them, they will either end up half way out of their bedrolls and meet in the middle, fingers lacing together, or when they’re sitting idly next to each other for whatever reason, their fingers will seek each other out, sometimes barely touching, and other times overlapping.
It stops being a conscious choice, it is something just done. Jaskier eagerly grabbing his hand as he tells exciting news and then forgets to let go, or Geralt wanting to keep track of him, or to support him, or when in a crowd.
It’s natural, an anchor when they are in danger of getting lost.
They part, and they reunite later that summer, and that fall Geralt grabs Jaskier’s hands to rub them warm, to breathe on them to help him regain temperature.
He knows you shouldn’t breathe on them, knows how a breath actually can make them colder, but Geralt may or may not be accidentally brushing his lips to Jaskier’s knuckles, and Jaskier is pretending not to notice, pretending he doesn’t have fine rabbit gloves tucked in his backpack, gifted by the very witcher right in front of him.
Things change, and also they don’t.
Dragons and witches and a child of the elder blood marks each change in their own way. Jaskier finds himself waking up, holding his own hand in his cold room in Kaer Morhen, and Geralt’s hand reaches across the empty bed for the bard’s even before he registers not to.
Another bottle of spirits, this time a stolen Nilfgaardian booze smelling absolutely terrible with the aftertaste of dirt, and another bright idea later, and Jaskier and Geralt once again find themselves sprawled halfway across Jaskier’s bed.
Geralt had to pull him up the stairs by the hand to keep their balance, or so they told themselves. The White gull Geralt ended up downing tastes terrible on the second day he notes, shifting and pulling the warmth by his side closer.
Jaskier grunts in his ear and knees his thigh, but only when he tightens his hold around hot, sweaty fingers does Geralt realize what he’d been missing.
Jaskier is tangled against him, arm trapped under himself in an angle that will promise complaints the moment he wakes up. It is warm, and it is comfortable, and Geralt is slowly coming to terms with what pleases him.
Relearning how to share a bed is much easier when you have an anchor, a focal point, or it would have been if Geralt wasn’t startled awake by Jaskier almost falling out of bed. They resettle, Jaskier now firmly between the witcher and the wall, and the back of Geralt’s hand pressed against his lips as sleep reclaims him.
It doesn’t matter if they are awake or not, they reach for each other like a weed craves the sun, like roots seeking dirt, like vines growing where they find purchase.
The day Geralt wakes up and finally finds courage, he kisses Jaskier’s palm, and Jaskier kisses his lips.
#the witcher#geraskier#geralt x jaskier#holding hands#hand holding prompts 2021#shuddup i am so in time it's not been years#fluff#friends to lovers#getting together#dapanda writes#jaskier the bard#geralt of rivia
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Heyyy
Had a smol request to make! I really loved the headpat hcs you wrote <33 if possible, could you please write some for Chuuya and Akutagawa too? Take your time! Stay hydrated, and take care of yourself <333
Fandom: Bungou Stray Dogs
Pairings: Chuuya, Akutagawa X Fem!Reader
Genre: Fluff, Humor
Format: Headcanons
Warnings: None
Word Count: 0.9K
A/n: When you said that you wanted to send a request I didn't think you meant this lmao. I suffered till I got some ideas XD
I got a bit carried away with Chuu btw🤧
Part 1 with Dazai, Fyodor and Ranpo
↬Ryuunosuke Akutagawa
◆I honestly think that having a platonic relationship with this guy is really fun! And maybe even better than romantic.(Don't ask me why cuz that's just another story)
◆He isn't used to have someone as a friend, so this is all new to him and hes still, you know, testing the water.
◆It will take him a lot of time to get used to, well, You; but he will eventually if youre trustworthy and capable enough.
◆He cares for you in his own particular way, and by that I mean that no one is capable to notice it. Not even you yourself; but he does care, and that's what that matters.
"Oh my god I'm Exhausted!" is what you say when you inter the room and throw yourself on the couch, taking a deep breath while relaxing your body.
"Mori is planning on killing me by sending me to these death missions! I can feel it! "
Turning your head to the silent man who was slowly taking a sip from his tea, you sulked and got upset because he was totally ignoring you.
"As I was saying… the damn snipers were shooting at me from everywhere! I nearly got shot in the head if my men hadn't blocked them!"
Even a tiny glance was enough for you, but Akutagawa was still silent, pretending you didn't exist at all, and this made you angry.
"Oi! Goth boy!"
"…"
"Fig wasting machine!"
"…"
"Twenty year old man who doesn't know how to smile!"
"…"
Knowing him for quite a long time, you knew how to catch his attention, but it was a risk you were willing to take, which you weren't before because you weren't that close in the beginning.
"Oi! Coward!"
The second those words came out of your mouth, the man looked at you sending daggers through his eyes, while forming a blade out of his coat, ready to attack you. What he was not expecting was for you to smile and move closer to him.
"What? Are you a coward?"
"Do you have a death wish?"
"Then why did you look at me when I called you that?"
His blade slowly came down as he stared at you a bit more, then went back on drinking his tea.
You rolled your eyes and then turned your head to the opposite direction, and started whining to yourself in a low voice.
"Well what am I even expecting from you. You don't care if I even die or anything. I come to your office everyday trying to make conversation but all you do is just ignoring me. You don't even look at me! Like, do you hate me that much? But why? what did I d-"
your words were immediately cut off by the sensation of his hand on your head, slowly patting you; And when you looked at him, he was looking back, and not in a threatening way.
"Good job"
Now it was your turn to be silent. Not because you wanted to get back at him; but because you were caught off guard and didn't know how to react.
"Happy? Now shut up and let me have my tea in peaceful silence"
↬Chuuya Nakahara
◆Being in a platonic relationship with this guy is just so entertaining! Hes fun, interesting, brave, cool, etc.
◆But the thing is, hes been betrayed so many times that he just cant fully trust you. He wont show it at all though. He will chat with you, drink with you and stuff, but hes still afraid if youre gonna be like his old "friends" .He will eventually trust you if you two spend time together.
◆But it will take a lot of time, cause he did considered Dazai as his friend for 4 whole years; but then…
◆Anyway, hes literally the best if youre willing to put up with his short temper :)
"I hate everything in this shitty world!"
"What now?"
you grab the bottle of wine from his hand and drinking it till theres not even a drop left, then throw the bottle out of the window. Chuuya would have been be mad if you weren't this angry and tired, but luckily, you had enough that day.
"I say hello and they give me work. I run into them in the hallway and they give me work. work, work, work. What am I? A stupid robot or something?"
Chuuya looked at you carefully while opening the next bottle, trying to hide it so you wont snatch this one from him too.
"Well, you get paid a lot in exchange, so its kind of fair"
"Fair? Fair?"
Dramatic as always, you sat next to him while covering your face with your hands, trying to fight the anger that was taking over you.
"Making you work like a damn machine isn't fair! And were risking our lives by working in the mafia! I nearly died a while ago on the mission! And do you know what they did? Nothing! Nobody even bothered to sat "Thanks for working this hard" or "are you ok?" or "Well done" or- "
"Well done. I'm proud of you"
Frozen in the spot, you look at him with surprise and shock, while he gives you a small smile that melts your heart.
"Awwwwwwwww Chuuuuuu! Waaaaaaaa!"
Throwing yourself in his arms, you begin to cry as you wrapped your arms around him.
"I love you so much! what am I supposed to do without you! Waaaaa(crying*)!"
Chuuya slowly patted your back as he tried to act smooth and not to blush furiously. "Its ok y/n… its ok"
Reblogs are apprecaited!
#Chuuya x reader#bsd x reader#bungou stray dogs x reader#bsd imagines#bungou stray dogs#bungou stray dogs headcanons#bsd headcanons#chuuya nakahara x reader#nakahara chuuya x reader#Akutagawa ryuunosuke x reader#ryuunosuke akutagawa x reader#akutagawa x reader#Akutagawa imagines#Akutagawa fluff#Akutagawa headcanons#Akutagawa hcs#Chuuya imagines#chuuya headcanons#chuuya hcs#AshTheMadWriter
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❝ craving solomon’s cooking because you're sick ❞
« characters - lucifer, mammon, solomon »
« gender neutral reader »
« scenario »
« pairing - lucifer x reader (slightly implied). can be seen as platonic »
« notes - i had a silly hc that solomon's food tastes good if you're sick XD and here's the product. i wrote it while sick so pardon my mistakes T^T »
Lucifer entered the living room of H.O.L to find you sprawled across the couch and Mammon crying at your feet. With a disappointed sigh, Lucifer crossed his arms and looked at his younger brother.
“Mammon, stop making a fool of yourself and rub your tears dry. The world isn’t ending.”
The Avatar of Greed sprang up from his place and latched himself onto Lucifer’s leg. “Lucifer, big bro… but it is ending! You gotta do something! [Name] s-says that…”
A fresh batch of tears made him stop mid sentence.
Lucifer shook his head and turned his attention to you. The best option would be to question someone responsible, after all. “What’s wrong with the idiot?”
You glanced at him with a bored expression and shrugged, “He’s making a big deal for no reason. I’m sick and want to eat Solomon’s food so Mammon begged me not to. I wasn’t having any of that so he started whining about how he didn’t care about my health either way and finally broke down into tears. He’s been here ever since… It’s been what? Thirty minutes?”
Lucifer was stunned into silence. Mammon clawed at Lucifer’s clothes and sobbed, “Big bro, stop them. The human wouldn’t survive. Ya can’t let them die, right? Diavolo would be mad!”
The feelings that dominated Lucifer’s heart were fear and concern but he was not capable of portraying these because of his pride so instead he lashed out at the easiest target. Gritting his teeth, he spat, “Shut up Mammon.”
Lucifer needed time to think. Nothing had prepared him for these turn of events.
While Mammon let go and put his arms around his knees and swayed back and forth, the eldest born glared at you. “[Name], I won’t allow his cooking to enter my house. So, call him and tell him not to come here.”
Given how you were sick, Lucifer thought it would be the end of the conversation but to his horror, you got up and announced that you’d be leaving for Purgatory Hall. You sure had guts for wanting to go out in the Devildom while you were not well. Bold of you to assume that he’d let you!
Barring your path, Lucifer commanded, “[Name], I said stop.”
Your eyes widened at the snarl but you weren’t disheartened. Putting a hand on his chest, you looked into his crimson irises and smiled. “I know you’re worried about me but I have a gut feeling that I’ll be fine. Okay?”
With a cheek pressed against Lucifer’s chest, you heard his fastened heartbeat and closed your eyes to memorise the moment. For all his haughtiness, you couldn’t deny that he always looked out for you — and you could vouch for the fact that it wasn’t solely because you were the vulnerable exchange student.
Pulling yourself back, you only spared a momentary glance to see his widened eyes before walking out of the room.
It was a coincidence that you ran into Solomon at the entrance.
Inviting him inside, you closed the door behind you while talking. “Oh Sol! You’re here! Did you bring what I asked for?”
Both of you looked at the bag in the sorcerer’s hand. The dark aura that it was exuding didn’t deter you from moving forward with your plans. You looked at him gravely and he nodded back subtly — as if you two were about to exchange important secrets.
When the two eldest brothers made their appearance and Mammon almost jumped at the bento box that Solomon had just taken out, you were forced to yell out an order. “Bad boy! Stay!”
The effect was immediate. The demon brothers found themselves on their knees before their vision turned dark for the briefest of moments.
Even while Lucifer’s face was pinned against the cold surface of the dirty floor and Solomon looked at him with amusement, the eldest born could only nurture dread for your health. Nothing else mattered. Mammon tried to crawl to you but every movement hurt as if his body was on fire.
Rushing to them, you kneeled down and sighed. Your hands stopped just above their heads. “Please don’t make it harder than it has to be.”
Solomon tilted his head innocently. “Why’re they behaving this way, [Name]?”
Since there was no way you could tell him that it was better to call his cooking ‘toxic waste’, you tried to excuse their silliness. “I was going to leave for Purgatory Hall because you were taking too long so they were fretting about my safety.”
The implication that you were excited to try Solomon’s cooking made him inexplicably happy. In a gentle tone, he said, “Oh? Is that so? Waste no more time then and let Solomon serve the food he has cooked especially for his apprentice!”
The sandwich that he offered you had the outlines of grieving faces. The bread seemed to expand and contract at will and the faces seemed to wail and call out for help. You had no explanation for it.
Having made up your mind, however, you didn’t hesitate to take a small bite and shut your eyes tightly. Your back was turned towards the brothers to prevent them from witnessing your last moments.
There was silence in the room as the other three waited for your reaction. Your eyes fluttered open and you looked at Solomon with a smile.
Taking a large bite this time, you covered your mouth and said gratefully:
“I’ve not had the appetite for anything today but this is delicious! Thank you!”
With a finger poised under his chin, he grinned, “Ahaha I’m glad I could be of service.”
The brothers finally relaxed as your magic waned and they could get back on their feet. It seemed like your sickness had made you immune to Solomon's food.
Once Solomon had left, Mammon rushed to your side. Grabbing your shoulders, he checked you for signs of bodily harm but on finding none, he sighed and hugged you. “If ya feel funny, don’t hesitate to come find your first man! Understand?”
Giggling into his ear, you whispered a breathy, “Yeah sure!”
When your eyes met Lucifer’s, you smiled reassuringly.
You mouthed the words, “I’m fine.”
The eldest born looked displeased but didn’t pursue the topic further. His last words made you stiffen in Mammon’s arms.
“You came out unscathed this time but I’d like to see how you’ll evade it once your health is better and Solomon insists on making you lunch everyday.”
Now that you thought about it, that situation seemed extremely plausible. Sweat trickled down your back as you tried to catch Lucifer's attention but he had moved on with a smug smirk.
May the blessing of the three realms be with you because you’d need it soon!
#obey me#obey me x reader#obey me!#obey me lucifer#obey me mammon#obey me solomon#obey me x mc#gender neutral reader#gender neutral mc#obey me scenario#comedy#lucifer x reader#shion script
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You! Name your favorite Link and say why he’s your favorite. (I say like I don’t already know XD, I’m just going around and asking all my mutual)
Aw fuuuuuuu… I mean, depends on the fic I’m writing? Let’s run with Sky, since it’s him for sure at the moment.
This’ll be a bit long.
I love how Sky had time to question who he was and actually find some answers. No one told him he had to be anything before Fi and Impa gave him a destiny. He just wanted to be his best self. Loves life. Deals with school issues. He’s got hobbies and interests like woodcarving and some mystery sport (soccer? Fencing? Bomb throwing? Loftwing quidditch? Who knows?!)
I love that he starts with a big surrogate family at the academy. They praise him because he’s genuinely a nice kid, trustworthy, hard working, strong and helpful. But they don’t dawn or anything. He’s chill. When he helps others, he also inspires those around him to be their best, like Fletch.
(TBH they kinda rely too much on him… or use him… *cough*Hylia*cough*)
He helps people all over the islands, even Pippit’s “lazy” mom and a creepy toilet ghost (moaning Myrtle, is that you?) All the Links help others, but he knows these people intimately, and the familiarity did not breed contempt.
He’s probably the most “modern” out of the Links. He has a comfortable life. And he left all that comfort behind to go explore the Surface, but not for curiosity. For his bestie! (He has the option of declaring his love for Peatrice too, so he’s got agency to keep it purely platonic, if perhaps secret for a while)
I love how loyal he is to Zelda as his best friend rather than as romantic partner or ruler, going up against the most insane and ridiculous odds. Like, I love my friends and family, but I’m not sure I’d deal well with having to face fire keese, bokos, F-ing Ghirahim (Noooope! I’m out!), let alone having to cut the goopy toes off a giant world-eating slithering black jelly bean just to save them. But he’s like “Yes, obviously I’ll do it! We all help each other.” (Communism poster boy. I will not elaborate)
He’s like the biblical Adam plus Samwise Gamgee. Like, “Oh you fell/need to go on alone? I’m coming with you!” And jumps. And then he finds out he actually can come back up, iirc. Instead of some flawed, fallen Eve character, he finds out his bestie is GOD. And she is just as self-sacrificing as him. (I love their story so much)
Back to Link. He’s got raw talent. (I know a guy in real life like him. He picks up skills quickly, so he’s bored in classes and falls asleep a lot. And he has a simmering rage deep down, that comes out to defend what’s his. As much as the game tries to frame this as a weakness, when they also give him prophetic dreams and a desire for not drawing attention to himself (bullies!) and a sweet but slightly jealous bestie, he’s got plenty of reasons to be sleepy. Nightmares, narcolepsy, staying up late to practice in private, limited downtime for hobbies… let the boy sleep in!
I love how expressive he is! Of all the Links, he’s the most emotive over things that are not food or treasure/items. I like to think he’s more emotionally mature and empathetic, and Jojo’s comic supports this. His first in-story action is to rush to help Time, who was speared, instead of attacking the monster. Later, he’s supportive of Wind’s enthusiasm when others tease him about the childishness of masks, and is the sweetest about teasing Legend for being a bunny. The man’s heart is gold, sturdy but soft too.
And his music! The boy rocks the harp. Musical prodigy too? Who has insanely good footwork and can balance on a tightrope and probably dances better than anybody in Skyloft if he wanted to?!? (No wonder Zelda is jealous.)
Oh, and Pippit calls his bird a red terror, so he’s probably gotten into some shenanigans with it growing up. The divine bird is a delightfully bad influence, and I love it.
I’m sure I could go on, but that’ll do for now. He’s a shield first and a sword second.
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Hi Mod Liqui! I'm so happy to see someone writing for LC. This game is so cool but a bit hard xD
Could you write a platonic! reader(gender neutral) x emil? Reader may or may not be a sinner. As for genre, maybe angst but with a happy ending? Like reader is in danger but our german boi is here to save us. Hope that makes sense lol
Thank you in advance!
p.s. sorry if I said smth dumb. I struggle a lot with english
Of course! Also no worries hehe, you came across perfectly fine! Congratulations on being the first ask!
Sinclair saving civilian Reader
Fuck, fuck, fuck.
You just had to have been stupid enough to dart out of your dingy home without checking the time properly. Your adrenaline fueled mind hadn't made the connection to cast a glance at the LED clock on your nightstand after you had realized your cat had bolted out of your apartment through a window you had forgotten to close.
Rushing through the streets in your pajamas like a disheveled madman, you hadn't yet realized the danger that would continue to arise with every call of your cat's name.
It was only once you found the poor thing with paws layered a deep black and fur matted with grime and dirt, fearfully trodden deep within the backstreets, you had realized the situation you were in.
While your adrenaline addled self was too busy coaxing your terrified cat down a rusted apartment fan unit she had somehow leaped to, a hulking figure began to approach you.
The unpleasant grind of metal against metal working in unison to approach you gave way to another presence and you were (unfortunately) able to recognize what this presence was.
Rusted plates, quiet whine of release valves, a stark and stained blade, and piercing amber glow.
It was 3am in the backstreets, and you found yourself in the middle of a sweeper cleanup.
Instincts kicked in, and you bolted.
Despite the frenzied thoughts going through your mind, you had managed to pick out a single coherent one & figured it was better you than your poor cat, who you wish you could've taken better care of.
You weaved corner after corner, ungracefully leaping across some piles of rubbish, nailing a couple of rough landings that your ankles nearly gave way to. You'd hadn't looked back at your pursuers to see if they had gained distance on you, you didn't want to.
You figured that, maybe, by some stroke of luck, if you could bear through the burning of your lungs and ache of your feet long enough, you would be able to run into a fixer office.
However, you approach a dead end.
Perfect. Excellent.
It was over, you had officially taken the reward for Dumbass Of The Year. You didn't even want to bother with a prayer or some grim ovation as a testament to your life as the seconds count down. Your cat was the only one who would've ever really known you were missing.
You let out a derisive snort and, in an act of complete defeat, hunched down. Accepting your gruesome end.
However, what bode for you wasn't exactly as you had thought.
Wet, light steps sounded out, the rhythm of it's approach sounded.. cautious? It was as if they were carefully inspecting the scene of some wreck, the metaphorical wreck being you. You could tell this wasn't a sweeper.
You looked up and, what you saw was a stark contrast to your expectations.
A short, dirty blonde boy, clad in a black coat with red accents and a slightly yellowed from age dress shirt with suspenders and a red tie.
He was carefully holding your cat.
"..Um, I think this is yours?" He delicately called out.
Despite your heart hammering out of your throat, you could tell from your assessment, he did not belong to any fixer association you were aware of, which did set off some internal alarms but he seemed to have no ill-intent and even went out of his way to fetch your cat.
"W..Where's the..-- There are sweepers," Your voice was frail and taught, "Here. There are sweepers out. One was..--"
The boy flinched and looked around, nervously scanning the area.
"Oh, um, I think I got that one that was targeting you..?" He looked back, clearly unsure of how to approach your terrified figure.
He cast a glance at your cat in his arms and delicately smiled.
"I never had a pet when I was young." He seemed unsure of what to say now, as he tentatively outstretched his arms as he lowered himself to the ground, letting your cat comfortably ease out of his hands.
You, on the other hand, leaned against the wall that caved you into this dead end, breathing a sigh of relief as you felt the adrenaline begin to wear off. Your lungs and feet were burning, but that couldn't have been as worse as death.
The boy looked at you with a sympathetic look, seemingly wanting to offer a reply, before your cat had begun to rub herself between his legs.
He let out a small laugh and you straightened back up to call out, "Mimi! Come on! you've caused enough trouble for the fixer tonight, last thing he needs is your dirty ass hair on his work suit!"
Despite your scolding words, there was a mental reassurance behind it. You had been saved, your cat had been saved, you could go home with her. You had known living in the backstreets was not a cakewalk and had heard of all the horror stories, so it was for that, you felt as if you could burst into tears.
"Heheh.. it's no problem, um.." The boy hesitated, you could tell that naturally in his manner of speaking he wanted to roll your name off his tongue but had not much to go by. You noticed this and shared it with him. He repeated it back to you to affirm he had been listening.
"Right, as I was saying," He cautiously reached to pick up your cat once again, who had still been lovingly rubbing her face against his legs, "It's really no problem."
He walked closer towards you, dropping your cat near your side as he took a couple of gentle pets on her head.
"She's a sweetheart." He remarked.
You pondered back on his earlier comment about never having a pet, and wondered why he had even bothered with you in the first place.
Almost as if he read your mind, he continued, "Uhm.. as I said earlier, I never really had a pet. Closest thing was the bugs and worms."
You let out a tiny smile, and gave him a curious stare.
"Bugs and worms?" You would've offered a witty follow-up, if it wasn't for the fact this man had saved you seconds ago, so you held your tongue.
He seemed to nervously recount his earlier sentence, as if he were embarrassed over saying the wrong thing, nonetheless he replied.
"Yeah.. um, I'd feel bad for stepping on them, I had named 'em too, y'know. So, when I heard you earlier, calling out for your cat and all, curiosity got the best of me and.. well, I don't think I could've not intervened."
Silence fell over the both of you, as you cryptically stared back at him.
"T-Thank you.." The light of the moon happened to catch his ID at a perfect angle and, you could make out his name from it.
"Sinclair. Huh.." A small smile tugged at the corner of your lips.
Mimi grazed her head against your chest, and you reciprocated the attention she craved.
"You're more than welcome to pet her, Sinclair." You follow up, "It seems she's taken a liking towards you."
The boy, now recognized as Sinclair, slightly tenses up. Uncertainty painting his expression as he muses on a thought.
"Well, I can't be here too long but.."
He cradles Mimi's head, hesitation to touch her completely dissolved.
"I think I can go and escort you two back." A gentle look falls over his face as he watches your cat, "Wouldn't want anything to happen to this sweet girl."
Your heart fills up a bit, not in the sense you were infatuated with Sinclair, but you were always appreciative of those that respect and dote on animals.
You had a feeling the walk back wouldn't be short of conversation between you two.
#sorry if this is all over! its been a while so im shakin the crust off#hope you enjoy!#sinclair x reader#emil sinclair x reader#limbus company#limbus company bus#limbus headcanons#project moon#projmoon#request#headcanon
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CPC CHAPTER 161 + 162 + 163
*rises from the dead* what...what year is this...?
Look, the only thing I can say as an opening to these chapters is DAMN
Okay yeah Lorena would say this lmao.
Nahh I'm guessing Prez in her spider form does not know about Whitney apologizing and all? Because she's mainly looking at Whitney, and it looks like she took a moment to recognize who he is.
Man, Whitney really hasn't forgive himself. But at the same time I can't really blame him, y'know? I think I would have a hard time forgiving myself either if I was in his position. But! I do hope he can forgive himself and improve himself more and more. His past may be bad, but I'm sure he's looking up to a better future.
CURTIS TO THE RESCUE!!
Dang that's one way to open a big ahh door lmao XD
OH HECK NAH I HOPE MOLLY WILL BE ALRIGHT. The blood coming out of her mouth is worrying me...
Finally!! The Pastel Princesses are showing their powers! May I say Lorena's weapons are SICK. THE THORNY VINES AROUND COLONEL SNUGGLES?? SUZIE'S SWORD?? LORENA'S UHH... KUSARIGAMA?? I'm not sure what lorena's weapon is, but it reminds me of Michaelangelo's weapon from tmnt 2012.
Maria calling her animal troop HECK YEAH. The animals attacking Leland is so satisfying. Leland is lucky Maria didn't call a tiger or smth.
OH GOODNESS GRACIOUS HECK NO. Ugh I can imagine the cracking sound from Aurelia's leg. Y'know i didn't expect this ship (whether romantic or platonic) was gonna happen, but i'm not unwelcome to it.
Dangg Frederick, you go gymnastic king XD
Hah! His chanting actually made me smile XD yes frederick, you are the tiniest prince....you are the tiniest prin–
YOOOOOOO Leelathae's portrait???? I am really convinced now that Leelathae is in Gwen's dream!! I hope she's going to protect Gwen from Leland somehow, but i'm sure now that she will help realize who Gwen's true love is. Which, I'm fairly sure by now, is Gwen herself. I mean, it fits with the theme of the comic soooo
With the mix of modern and traditional technologies in cpc, i do now wonder why they don't build an elevator inside castles considering the amount of floors there are. I'm thinking...Steampunk styled elevator?
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INTOOOOO LEELATHAE'S BACKSTORY!!
-> Sheesh! Leelathae's reflection is getting worse and worse... Perhaps it's because she doesn't love herself because of herself anymore? Well now that that's in mind, Gwen is kind of repeating history.
I just wanna say I love how Jack is gonna make the wedding fits both his and Leelathae's liking. I know that is an average kindess act for marriage but it's still pretty heartwarming for me.
Ngl I'm curious what Leland and Isolde's wedding was like. I hope we'll get at least a picture!
Aw, this interaction is adorable. Look at how Isolde is smiling! I hope we will get her smiling like this in the present time..
WOAH WOAH WOAH. I mean, I was sure Jack would eventually confront his parents, but dang. Actually, it makes sense how Helena and Jesse starts seeing their reflection wrong too. I think with how much they talk about their beauty, they don't love their inner self (their personality) and instead too focused on their outward beauty. So I'm guessing here that what triggers the reflection problem on people, is personal hurtful words? First with Gwen, Frederick calling her ugly. Leelathae, Helena and Jesse calling her ugly. And now with Helena and Jesse, Jack called them hideous.
But y'know what? I am so glad Jack confronted his parents. It feels SO good. He loves Leelathae so much, it's so heartwarming.
So happy that Helena and Jesse are running away on their own. Let's hope they never come back...
....huh.
I genuinely dunno how to feel about flashback Leland now. Is he being genuine? I don't know. But it's nice that he's at least trying to comfort Jack. Too bad he regrets it now tho lmao XD sucks to be you Leland hahahah.
Since Leland is comforting Jack...Um, Isolde and Leelathae moment? Lambcat? I really wanna see them just having conversation together because last time Isolde thought Leelathae was stealing her food xd
Leelathae's wedding dress!! It matches Gwen's!!! I guess Leland really remembered that lmao. Damn Leland crying and Isolde just stared with concern XD (i would've added Gwen's wedding dress photo but Tumblr's max pictures :( )
Okay can we talk about how majestic Jack's hair is??? Like dang pop off king. Now I know why Maria's hair is so beautiful.
It's sweet how Jack would do anything to Leelathae aww.
Uh, yeah, no, I am not going to talk about that uhh "diagram" the doctor gave to Leelathae. Nope. Nu uh.
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Back to the present let's gooooo!!
A for effort, Miss Agatha. A for effort....
HAHAH GOOD LUCK LELAND GOOD LUCK LMAO. I nearly forgot about the thorns covering Gwen. Honestly I wonder how no one from the Plaid kingdom (beside Frederick, Leopold and iirc Isolde who already knew) questions about the fact that she has not got woken up from a literal war that's happening in her palace.
Hah! I live for Frederick and Aurelia bickering. I especially love how Frederick is being argumentative. Usually he can be pretty uh..pushover? Actually the correct words would be he doesn't have any moment to stand up for himself :')
Yep! Confirmed once again! Leland is the serpent!
YOU GO CURTIS!! HECK YEA!!
Jamie is a mood with that speech. And the fact that he has not only 1, but 2 ultimate flashbang??? DAMN JAMIE.
Ohoho what am I sensing here? What did you write Leopold?? I can hear the Leomie shippers screaming right now lol.
HECK NO??? WTF DO U MEAN YOU'RE GONNA CRUSH HER??? NO NO NO????
LANCE!!! MY BOY!!! I LOVE HIM!!! LANCE!!!
Okay those are ALL of the chapters lmao that was long! Uh, what have I been doing to the point I post 3 chapters late? Ahaha....u see... i actually have not excuse. I apologize.
That's all for now!!
Mono out! (But still in to hear your thought)
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*deep breath*
Y’ALL.
Okay, so I’d seen the cuddling videos and wasn’t really sure what to expect with this one...
...excuse me, their WHAT now?
This feels like a fic prompt. Like the writers just...browsed Rhink Tumblr for an idea that Wouldn’t Go Too Far.
Rhett was just demonstrating, but Link couldn’t help himself and was like “ME FIRST!”
Dude, you’re not covering your a** at all with this, but nice try.
WHY DOES LINK HAVE THIS DREAMY-EYED ~*MY HEART STOPS WHEN HE SAYS MY NAME~* LOOK IN HIS EYES LIKE??!? WE ARE BARELY INTO THE EP.
Is Link like, unable to hug people (or maybe just Rhett?) with his eyes open? If so, that is so adorable and I can’t deal with it, excuse me while I walk into the sea.
Not Link’s hand pressing and Rhett’s chin pressing fOr ScIeNcE.
LINK’S ~*FACE~* IS JUST PURE BLISS (and I’m sure he wasn’t low-key thinking that if Rhett just tilted his head down a lil’ further, it’d be a forehead kiss).
LINK LOCKING HIS HANDS LIKE THIS LIKE IT WAS THE 1800S AND HE WAS WONDERING WHEN RHETT WOULD RETURN FROM THE WAR.
Link couldn’t let go. ;-; PLS. HALP.
DAYUM just calling Link out; I wouldn’t have noticed, but now I cannot unthink about the locked hands ;-;
Link patted Noah because only Rhett has a key to his lock... ;-;
Charles Lincoln “Who’s jealous? I’m not jealous” Neal III
...
I watched this clip back and it DEFINITELY wasn’t...am I alone in this?
Either way...someone is jelllyyyyyyy.
Maybe Link just wanted an excuse to talk about his Rick Rubin dream...science is still out on what exactly dreams meme but THIS is kinda telling, just sayin’... ;)
RHETT’S FACE AFTERWARD, BY THE WAY
Not the mirrored stances ;-;
Link’s facial expressions through this entire episode look positively o*gasmic whenever he’s hugging Rhett.
CHASE’S LIL FACE IS SO FREAKING ADORABLE HERE (and hey, I’d ship this ;) )
“You want to envelope me?” ;-; (And also, fun fact, if you are shorter than your partner, and they wanna be little spoon, just shift so that your head is resting slightly above theirs and wrap an arm around their waist).
THIS IS SO TENDER I JUST ;-; And Rhett’s face is pressed up right against Link’s nealples.
“DON’T WORRY” SHUT UP I AM CRYING ;-;
*UGLY SOBBING* OH MY FREAKING GOD
...Uh, okay...not where I was expecting this ep. to go but...
Stevie giving 11/10 commentary, and also can I just point out RHETT’S. FACE.
JEALOUSY, TURNING SAINTS INTO THE SEA
SWIMMING THROUGH SICK LULLABIES, CHOKING ON YOUR ALIBIS
Yeah, real coherent response there Rhett.
Rhett suggesting they just *actually* make out. As if he could handle the FEELS. I wish someone would have called his bluff. XD
Rhett is the Princess of Genovia, I don’t make the rules. (peach-worthy and I were totally on the same page with this one ;) ).
So...what exactly do you want to feel from these hugs, Rhett?
HE JUST SAYS IT. WE’RE ALL THINKING IT AND HE JUST GOES AND SAYS IT.
Rhett low-key panicking.
:O WAIT
...You...YOU’RE GOING TO DEMONSTRATE THIS?!?!?
This screencap is unedited. Noah is all of us. (And okay okay, so they didn’t REALLY kiss obviously, but a girl can dream right?)
And so, it’s time for Stevie to reveal if leaning to the left when you hug someone is more romantic or platonic. And Link is just like “I’m just gonna put in a Superman pose and pretend that everything here is for science.”
Link is fidgeting SO MUCH here.
Finally, a man of truth. ;)
But is his guess correct?
Rhett and Link standing there just re-evaluating their entire lives.
CLEARLY THE SCIENE IS WRONG.
Rhett grasping onto this for dear life.
Stevie...that is fanfic writing ma’am.
Oh no. WhatEVER will they do? ;)
He’s not wrong, but it’ll come back to haunt him a bit later. ;)
Jessie is such a real one <3
Rhett beckoning Link for them to try the five second hug before pedaling tf BACK, in fear that he seems too eager.
...for what? In case it goes on too long? XD
Link fighting the urge to lock his hands ;-;
Link truly is unable to hug Rhett without looking entirely blissful. Rhett patting Link’s back and counting out the pats to take away some of his own worry, but Link, even still, looks happy anyway.
Noah is all of us looking on.
NOT LINK ON HIS TIPPY TOES ;-;
Link Neal and his PROJECTION.
...you guys good there? lol
LINK SHUT UP THAT IS SO SWEET I CANNOT. ;-;
YEAH WE’LL DO THE 10 SECOND HUG. BUT UH, OBVIOUSLY, FOR SCIENCE, AND IT IS GONNA BE JUST *TERRIBLE.* SURE RHETT.
RHETT YOU CANT JUST SAY THAT AFTERWARDS. ;-;
Not this mirroring...
YEAH WE’LL DO THE 10 SECOND HUG. BUT UH, OBVIOUSLY, FOR SCIENCE, AND IT IS GONNA BE JUST *TERRIBLE*, SO LESS SPICE IT UP WITH OUR OWN FANFIC?!?! HELLO?!?! EXCUSE ME?!?! (Omfg my stream of consciousness screenshotting self named this “you mean like your mission trip?” D:)
I think I’ve read this fic before...
IM SCREAMING?!!?!?!? THIS CANON DIVERGENCE?!?! RIGHT IN FRONT OF MY SALAD?!?!
OH GOD AND LINK TOOK THIS SO SERIOUSLY. NOT ONLY DID HE UNDERSTAND THE ASSIGNMENT, HE WENT FOR THE EXTRA CREDIT. OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD. Noah’s face once again being all of ours.
*UGLY SOBBING* LINK PLS.
RHETT AND NOW YOU SAY THIS?!? LINK AT LEAST TRIED TO “DEFEND” Y’ALL, WITH THE MENTION OF “THE CONVERSATION” HELPING.
STEVIE HAS BEEN TRYING TO MAKE SOMETHING LIKE THIS HAPPEN SINCE DAY 1, I GUARANTEE IT.
This is their suggestion and I JUST...pls I need (another?) Mythical OT4 beach ep.
Link just SINKING into the hug.
...WTF auto-generated closed captions?
THE EFFING NUZZLE I IRL SQUEAKED!!!!
Me trying to recover from this ep.
Idk what part of the ep this was in, but I need a GMM London trip because of reasons.
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We start their round with the two of these guys boning
Meanwhile kids are talking about soup
Oh yeah, that's the stuff. Just kiss him through the wall
They are trying to drown the sound of their parents smooching
I just took Johnny out. He has a few days as a teen so let's meet people
He has 3 bolts with Aurelia xD
This feud man xD
I swear Aurelia is always in this arcade
Yeah, I noogie the people I'm super attracted to as well
He seems to be getting along with Angela too
Meanwhile at home the deadly welcome wagon has arrived
Wow, this is a picture I thought I'd never see xD
This has turned into quite the party
Oh look Don is here. He heard free food and just came in
Kristen is as we left her. Doing every platonic action with hot dudes
I needed her out of the way so I sent her to play golf xD
jfc they are such horndogs
Things have calmed down a little bit next day
Pt had a wish to throw a party so I did
Angela is here too
Shit talking Tank xD
He doesn't have a lot of chemistry with Ophelia as it stands and no wants for her. I called her over once too and they didn't interact
Don't know what a Sherpa is so examine the llama
oops
You got demoted. Wtf are you making a fuss for? You want a medal?
Looks like she got the reward she was crying for xD
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I'm here for Nike as their ship name. It's funny and cute!
Also, what was your favourite scene of them?
Bwahahahaha! Yes! Alright, we're gonna call it Nike from now on!
It's hard to choose one! Um, lemme see...him waking up and telling her to fuck off had me dying. Because I'm a nuance person, right? I love if a movie--even one that I consider as frustrating as this one--knows the beats and quirks of its characters and shows me that they have a unique relationship, whether that's platonic or romantic, and that scene was so telling. It was telling in that Tyler is still Tyler even after his brush with death and Nik is his touchstone. He only shows softness and vulnerability when he's near her. He knows she's his safe place and she knows he understands her and cares for her just as much. I loved getting to see them together the whole movie through this time around. People will argue whether it's platonic or romantic love until they are blue in the face, but either way it is VERY clear they both love each other.
Him catching her before she fell off the building is another scene where I was wiggling and giggling like a maniac in my seat. Dude. Bro went off hard. He risked everything for her. He was not gonna drop her. Either they were both gonna die or no one did and that's some serious devotion and love right there too. Especially after my man got shot in the fucking hand and STILL wouldn't let her go. And extra kudos for Nik waking up and saving them both like the fucking badass she is. Gosh, their entire dynamic in this movie is the shit I get out of bed for. I LOVE two completely badass people who have an unspoken thing for each other but their actions speak much louder than all the shit they don't say to each other.
And lastly, props to the way they filmed him comforting her. He says nothing and just leans into her. Wow. Man. That's love, y'all. That's what it looks like. I mean, I would've liked him to have said something, but the touch was enough. It really conveyed that they've been through hell together and they are the other half of each other's soul, whether you argue platonic or romantic.
tl;dr--my three faves are him waking up, him catching her before she fell off the roof, and him comforting her. But last mention goes to "I'm not leaving her behind." YESSSSSSS MOTHERFUCKER YESSSSSSS OH HE LOVES THAT WOMAN TO DEATH.
Thank you for allowing me to fangirl like a dumbass. xD
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"Hey.... Don't let go, okay?"
Hello, everybodyyy!!! This is my side blog (I'll consider putting my main blog here in the future), which is going to be for roleplaying, and a bit of art then and there!
Here's something about me :]
You can call me Jayden/Jay/Sleepy!
(INFP | Pisces | Atheist | Maladaptive Daydreamer | hypersomniac | selective mutism | stimmy | energetic | sensitive)
I'm an [age regressed!] adult with ADHD/who is Neurodivergent! I consider myself a hikikomori, asocial fella who suffers from social anxiety T0T also a bit touch starved hehe 👉👈
My regressed age is about 7-10! But my true age is 19 ^^
I'm genderfluid, and use any prns (She/He/They)! I'm also Greyromantic, Demisexual, Polyromantic and Bicurious!
I'm in a constant state of sleepiness, and a bit of a softie, who likes plushies, fresh/flowery/soapy/baby scents, soft blankets, feeling clean and warm, and comforting pampering ^^
I love to draw, read and listen to music in my free time! Oh, and play with my favorite plushie lol XD
My favorite animal is raven! My favorite color is red, white and black! My favorite food/drink is pasta, chocolate and coffee! My favroite music genres are classical/dubstep/breakcore/vocaloid/electronic (im srs yall i like everything💀)
Some of my icks/dislikes: feeling cold, being in public, talking when I'm sad/angry, bugs, feeling tired, (which is always😒), little children, people touching my plushie, feeling lonely, loud noises/yelling, people being inconsiderate/non-understanding/judgemental, feeling dirty
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When teasing goes a bit too far [pt.2]
Characters: Asra (he/they, The Arcana), Vassago (they/them, @lost-in-azalea-forest's S/I)
Mentioned: N (they/them, S/I), Nadia (she/her, The Arcana)
Selfships: Asra and Vassago (platonic), Asra and N (queerplatonic), Nadia and Vassago (romantic)
Words: 1k
Summary: Asra may need a little bit of advice, and there's no better person to trust with this than their best friend.
Notes: I love Vas' selfships and Im gonna make it everyone's problem XD
pt.1 | pt.2 | pt.3 | pt.4 | Letter 1 | Letter 2 | Epilogue
Maybe talking about it with a close friend would help.
Or maybe not, as that also meant talking with N's sibling and, for some reason, that thought was winning over his will to bring up the topic. Tea parties with Vassago were long either way, so he was sure their little worry could stay unnoticed even if they procrastinated mentioning it, saying out loud the question that had been wandering in their mind.
It wasn't like him to worry that much about someone else's opinion on a matter of his. But they were talking about Vas, his dear friend and whom N had chosen as family. If he really wanted someone's advice on the topic, there was no other person they could trust more than them. At that point, the idea of the plan possibly going wrong wasn't even an option.
"By the way, how are things with Nadia?" he genuinely asked, partly to prepare the atmosphere for what he was about to mention.
"Huh?" They looked at him over the tea cup. "Great, I think. We are actually planning to go on a trip soon, just the two of us. It sounds a bit like a challenge in terms of security because of her being the Countess and all, but..."
"Oh, so a romantic trip, huh?" Asra teased, pinching Vas' arm. "You know, you can count on me if you two need to suddenly disappear from the castle or something like that."
"Right, what would I do without my fellow magician friend?"
"Exactly, someone needs to cover Nadia up while she gets all lovey-dovey with you, and I'm obviously perfect for the job."
"Thank you, thank you," they said as they brought the tea cup to their mouth again in an attempt to hide their light blush. "We haven't even decided where to go yet, but I appreciate that you're willing to help. And, talking about trips, do you have a place in mind for your next one?"
"Well, I... I also haven't decided yet. To be honest, there's been something else in my mind these days."
"Uhm? Do you feel like sharing it?" Vas asked before taking a sip of tea.
"Yes, I actually wanted to ask you about it. So, uhm," he swallowed saliva, somehow still hesitant to what he was about to say. "What would you think if N and I got married?"
Vassago choked on their tea. After some awkward coughs and Asra offering them a napkin, their eyes went to their friend. Seeing their surprise, Asra couldn't help but look away for a moment as drops of embarrassment started to rain on his heart.
"Sorry, it just surprised me," they clarified, putting the napkin away. "Are you serious about this? Do they know?"
"It's... complicated?" He let out a nervous chuckle. "We just kind of teased each other about it, so I'm not sure about how much of it was serious for them."
"And you're still thinking about it?"
"...Yeah. I just— I got this feeling inside every time they called me their spouse, and I can't take it out of my head," Asra sighed. "I really can't."
"Man, you're whipped."
"Shut up," they laughed as he reached for Vas' arm to pinch it again, although now leaving his hand there to softly hold them. "I am... really lost on how to proceed. I don't wanna end up making N uncomfortable in any way."
"And you came to me for advice? Asra, I like listening to you, but do I look like I've gotten married before?"
"Come on, haven't you thought about it with Nadia? I bet you have more ideas than I do."
Vassago went silent, taking a moment to think about it as their cheeks got redder. As soon as they saw Asra giving them a confident smile, they rushed to stop their train of thought and put the conversation back on track.
"Don't try to confuse me, you magic man," they joked, although trying to maintain a serious expression. "We are talking about you here."
"Right, right, whatever dear Vassago says."
"Exactly, and you better confess now what your plans are, I have a sibling to protect here. So?"
"I have no idea."
He let his body fall in a tired and slow manner, resting his weight against Vas' side. They did not intend to hide anything: Asra's mind simply couldn't imagine the proposal, yet they could perfectly picture the future N and him would share afterwards. It was a bit embarrassing, but it was the truth.
"Can't I just, like... wake up one day with N being my spouse already?"
Vassago chuckled at his question, and Asra just closed their eyes as they relaxed by his friend's side.
"I'm no expert, but I don't think it works like that. What makes you think they won't be the one to propose, though?"
"They may have, hm, asked me where their ring was." Asra hid behind one of his hands as they heard Vas gasp.
"And you are still unsure about it?"
"Listen, they could have just been teasing, you know them. I don't think I can read them when it comes to this, or perhaps I'm just too impatient to just wait without knowing if it'll ever really happen," they groaned, confused. "I really don't know, Vas."
"Hmm, it does sound complicated."
"I hope it isn't as hard for you when you plan how to propose to Nadia."
Vas hit them on his chest. Jokingly, of course, getting a smile out of the two friends.
"I can see you worrying over getting her ring size right."
"Asra, focus."
"Alright, alright" he repeated in a whining tone. "Got any advice for me, my wise Vassago?"
"Talk about it with N."
"Huh?"
"Just as I said. If their thoughts and feelings on the matter are worrying you so much, maybe you should try to talk it out," they explained, looking at him. "I know N will appreciate the communication."
"Seriously bringing this up will be a challenge..."
"Come on, you mentioned you have already been called their spouse. Talking about all of that again shouldn't be thaaat hard."
"Make Nadia call you her husband and see if you dare repeat that to my face then," Asra challenged them, provoking a short silence with his seemingly bold idea. "But I guess you're right, yeah. I despise the idea of hurting N too much to not ask them."
"Well said." Vassago gave them some back pats that ended in a side hug. "You can do this, Asra."
#f/o community#self ship community#self shipping#self ship#f/o#selfship#words from me to you#safeship#safeshipping#selfship fanfic#selfship fanfiction#self insert
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Xena commentary S1Ep8
Ew the cover pic for this already looked straight
Slebby
They wanna kill Xena, but it was a fakeee, obvi
Shdhddv her beating up guys and Gabrielle sleeps
"I missed something" 😂
Damn she really just saved him
"See you are a good person, Xena" Awwww, yes she iiiis
Yiiikes why are all the sick dying. (Also Prometheus hello)
"Bad Omens" THE GO FANDOM ABOUT S2EP6 😭
"a straight answer" 🤔🏳️🌈
A woman kneeling at Xena's feet. Mood. Me.
What if she just put out the candle sjddhdh
Oh no they talk future
TRAVELLING BARD SHDHDHS HELP
"Nothing's gonna happen to you" awww
Xena is on edgeeee
"Do you want the same as your friend?" *sees like fifteen dudes, runs*
Sword. Ominously illuminated.
Who is this weirdo
HERCULES? He looks more like... Heinz Klaus. German middle aged man in his midlife crisis growing his hair out idk
Oh, Hercules and his boyfriend? 😂
Pls the guy talking about a love potion. And he's just like" I'm gay"
"Girl talk?" 😂 Gabrielle she's in gay love with YOU. And you with her.
Looots of fighting
Suicide mission? Someone call Janeway!
"And he loves to hear himself talk" HA
Oh noooo, the guy whose name I don't remember has been injured...
"People would hardly miss me" GABRIELLE.
"Sometimes you go with your heart, not with your head" HHHHHH
Dark caaaves
Hercules is just. *sighs* about his boyfriend
HUG. THE SOFT "Be careful" I am EMOTIONS
THEIR HAND HOLDING WTF HEY I'M HAVING A GAY CRISIS AGAIN
HERCULES HAD A *WIFE*???? Bisexual Heinz Klaus ig
Platonic kissing the homies
"She's really special isn't she SOMETIMES I WONDER WHAT SHE SEES IN ME" I AM LEGIT CRYING
Uh oh. THE FIRE IS GOOOONE
Xena why are you pulling a Kathryn Janeway... UR GF NEEDS U
*e g g s*
Scale the walls like a lizard, Herc.
Oh he IS climbing
Gabrielle telling so many stories 😭
Omg is this the soul mate story dhdhd
DESPERATE YEARNING TO BE REUNITED. HHHAAAAH
Oh the eggs are BIIIIG eggs some hooj ass chimken they came out of
They must've had SO much fun with that
Birb? 😂 Funky ride. Dino? 😂
This episode is WILD
oh he actually caught her
Prometheus is freeee
Thingy is healingggg
STRAIGHT KISSES??? ON MY TV??? BAH. (I'm joking a tiny bit)
Dude says, "Hercules" Let's make out. XD Oh he talks about soulmates. Clearly bc Hercules is his soulmate.
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❤️🧡💚🩵 for whatever f/o you think fits the prompt best! if you want a specific one, I’ll pick McQueen again because I think y’all are adorable.
~zale
Aaaa!! Thank you so very much for this, Zale!!! Thank you! Apologies anything is incoherent or butchered grammer/typing, I just got back from work and my brain has been given the crab in boiling water treatment.
I'll do this for M.cQueen, just cause I actually really wanted to answer some of the exact ones you sent me for him! XD Are you a mind reader by any chance?
Gonna talk about myself in the third person here for a hot minute haha
❤️ how did they meet? was it love at first sight, immediate enemies, or something in between?
Kane had gotten the job as working on a pit crew team because he loves racing so much, it was really just a matter of chance that he got put on L.ightning's team! L.ightning didn't think much of Kane, since at the time he was constantly firing and going through different team members, so Kane was just any other person to him, probably even one that wasn't going to stick around for very long. Kane was actually quite quick to catching feelings, but it wasn't ever really in an idolized celebrity type of crush way, Kane just geniunely fell for him. They got to know each other simply from just having to be around each other, and ending up clicking quite quickly and spending more time together off of the track.
🧡 how do they become friends? do they ask up front or is it a gradual realization?
Definitely on the more gradual realization side of things. Though it was never a thing they had to question really, it was more so "we play games and go out to eat together and then make each other laugh until our stomach hurts, of course we're close." Kind of thing. Though they both had their moment of shock(?) At some point of processing "oh hey wait I actually have someone I'm really close to??"
💚 do they both realize they have a crush early on, or does it take them forever to realize?
Kane realizes it about as soon as his feelings develope, he immediately knows he's in it for the long run. Nearly freaked him out cause how is he gonna work for someone he's in love with?? He can't be professional about that! Not even gonna let himself get the idea of even beginning to consider that it might be reciprocated.
L.ightning was forced to accept his feelings after he got the ever loving teased out of him for how blatant it was that he very clearly felt something more than just platonic feelings for Kane.
🩵 do they both act different once they realize they’re falling for the other? maybe stuttering or fidgeting or daydreaming more often?
Kane's "give him a chance" softness for L.ightning only got worse, since they met when L.ightning was still a rookie, and as most rookies are, was a bit of a prick, as I so lovingly like to call it. Kane definitely has very visible and clear little things he did, like doting over L.ightning way more and a lot more giggling and smiling than usual, and just in general acting a little more funny around him.
Was terrible news for Kane when L.ightning came around to his feelings for him, cause that just meant he was going to start flirting and purposely boasting even more, and Kane completely lost his marbles flustered over it and, being in love, completely stroaked L.ightning's ego over it. Though, L.ightning slowly started to reciprocate Kane's softness and every now and then he'd completely break character to dote over Kane for 5 seconds only to immediately act like nothing happened out of the usual.
#thank you zale!! very much appreciated#giggling because you picked red and orange and if you had also picked yellow it wouldve been L.ightnings colors#self ship#selfship#selfshipping#self shipping#they made each other worse(/joking)#can already feel the juices going back into my brain and it functioning again#burried my face a couple times into my pillow over this. eek!!! lovely
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