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beanibon · 1 year

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Mermaid!Wolfwood x Reader Headcanons

The final part of my little mermaid au, I might do little oneshots of cute antics of all the boys but this is my last headcanon one.

Readers family owns a private holiday cabin with a Saltwater lake at the back, Wolfwoods lil family is a small group of bull sharks common in Lake as they wander from the ocean regularly.

TW: interspecies sex, creampie, overstimulation, marking and general biting (this man is feral you can't tell me otherwise), slight drowning warming on this one too, hinted thalassophobia (reader often avoids the lake due to this), slight exhibitionism, oral (f receiving), belly bulging, breeding kink.

Your family owned a small holiday cabin, often using it for big family reunions or trips during holidays. It came with a seemingly endless Saltwater lake, that every member of your family bar you used to its fullest.

Mer!Wolfwood had lived in the lake for as long as he could remember, preferring the company of his family of Bull Sharks. They were quiet, people didn't go near them, and there was always plenty of food to go around.

Mer!Wolfwood who relished in the solitude the lake offered, minding his business and simply doing his own thing. Spending most of his days sleeping, hunting or getting annoyed by the young Mer!Livio who silently does his own thing besides him. In which Mer!Wolfwood doesn't mind.

Mer!Wolfwood who really, really doesn't like when your family stays at the cabin, the fish scatter, his peace is disturbed by the human children screaming on the bank, the disgusting smell of cooked human food wafting over the waters surface.

Mer!Wolfwood especially despised when your family was in the water, he could hear and sense every disturbance big or small and it pissed him off to the point he grinded his fangs on the rock he slept on.

Mer!Wolfwood who glared at your family from afar, a low, rumbling growl escaping him at each discarded alcohol bottle, food packages, and other various litter at the waters edge. He had half the mind to ditch it back at them.

Mer!Wolfwood tensing at the sight of you, only to relax a little as you cleaned your family's mess, lecturing your younger siblings and cousins on littering.

Mer!Wolfwood favouring watching you instead of glaring at your family, noticing your favourite spot was the wooden dock. Where'd you spend your time painting, reading or simply relaxing. But you never entered the water.

Mer!Wolfwood would hear your family teasing you about this, frowning as you just awkwardly shrugged, shuffling away from the mocking your aunty would spit your way.

Mer!Wolfwood often basked on the shoreline far away from your holidaying family, that's where you found him, eyes peacefully closed as you held your phone dumbfounded at the sight of him. You had quietly approached, kneeling down and tentatively reaching down to touch the strange creature.

Mer!Wolfwood abruptly waking, letting out an aggressive screech, fangs bared as he pushed you away retreating back into the water.

Mer!Wolfwood glaring at you from the water, his growls vibrating the surface at the low octave. Only you didn't leave, instead you sat where you were and slowly brought out your sketchbook, eyes never leaving his.

Mer!Wolfwood raised a brow, creeping closer until he was towering over you, water dripping from his glistening skin as he stared at the sketchbook in your hands. You nervously showed him the picture you drew of him, watching as he let out a deep hum, squinting at it.

Mer!Wolfwood tensing as you reached a hand out to him, feeling your hands gently brush his still dripping hair from his face. The sensation of your touch made his muscles relax, yet he still retreated back to the water disappearing.

Mer!Wolfwood who hissed at a loud splash, chasing away his food, only to see your form struggling in the middle of the lake, eyes darting frantically at the deep water and endless pit at the lakes centre.

Mer!Wolfwood panicked as he swam for you, grabbing your body as you fought against his hold, eyes wide upon realisation that it was him. Hands squeezing his shoulders as he brought you to the dock, lifting you onto the wooden surface.

Mer!Wolfwood trailing a hand over you body as you gasped for air, curling yourself into a tight ball as your body shook along with your cries.

Mer!Wolfwood who blinked in confusion, looking around for your family only to realise they were all still on a boat at the centre of the Lake. Gaining enough confidence to hoist himself up and curl around you.

Mer!Wolfwood who hummed a deep tune, arms wrapped around you as he stroked your damp hair. Eventually resting his chin on your head, eyes glaring out at the boat and your family who hollered loudly on board.

Mer!Wolfwood untangling himself from you to slide back into the water, feeling your soft hands reach out to feel his tail, stopping him in his tracks. Dark eyes fixated on you as you jumped at the attention, but still shuffled forward feet dangling into the water.

Mer!Wolfwood growling as he dove back in, surfacing to pull you in with him. You screamed in response legs instinctively wrapping around him as you desperately clung to him, nails dug deep in his skin.

Mer!Wolfwood who moved your legs till they dangled from his shoulder, teeth nipping at your inner thighs as his hands squeezed your ass. Slowly pulling down the swimsuit clinging wetly to your body.

Mer!Wolfwood feeling you hoist your upper body back onto the dock, yet making no move to pull yourself up and away from him, squeezing his head gently to encourage him on. Submerging a hand to mess with his hair as if to encourage him.

Mer!Wolfwood huffing out as he began hungrily eating you out, sucking, lapping and nibbling at your pussy. Hands pulling your thighs to get closer, wishing he could hear the noises he was certain you making above the waters surface.

Mer!Wolfwood never slowing for a second, despite the boat pulling back up to the dock or the way you tried to yank him away with your hand. Instead slapping you away as he dove back in, this time more ruthlessly than before.

Mer!Wolfwood smirking as he knew how hard you were trying to not give away the fact you were being eaten out by some strange creature just below the water, reassuring them you were just getting use to the water as they walked away, hand clasping over your mouth as Mer!Wolfwood pressed a thumb roughly on your neglected clit.

Mer!Wolfwood cackling as you came on his face, him eagerly lapping up every morsel of your arousal.

Mer!Wolfwood surfacing to look at your blushing face, panting lewdly as you hid your face in your arms, weakly shooing him away as he dragged his tongue up your abdomen.

Mer!Wolfwood startling at the sound of children, feeling you shove him under the water as you tiredly greeted them with a bright smile. Ruffling their hair and indulging their conversations.

Mer!Wolfwood pouted as he watched you return you swimsuit bottoms and get out of the water, your cousins leading you away in favour of food being served in the kitchen.

Mer!Wolfwood risen from his sleep by vibrations in the water rousing him as he lazily swam to find the source, surprised to see you sitting on the beach in a silk robe as quietly tapped at the water.

Mer!Wolfwood crawling up the bank to you, watching as you swallow, face red in the moons light as you shrugged off the robe, your body bare beneath the fabric.

Mer!Wolfwood letting a satisfied deep chirp, a toothy grin stretched across his lips. He gently pulled you closer, teeth grazing your soft flesh as his arms spread your legs his cock unsheathed as he bit down on your collarbone, thrusting up into you as he did so.

Mer!Wolfwood squeezed your thighs as you cried out, eyes wide at the sudden intrusion. It was inhuman, oddly slicked wet and massive inside your equally wet cunt. You would never mention to anyone how you had already prepped yourself prior, face red with embarrassment.

Mer!Wolfwood ruthlessly ramming into you, teeth marking every inch of your body, hands finding your breasts and squeezing. He squeezed so hard you let out at pained cry, hands flying up to try and loosen his grip.

Mer!Wolfwood flipping you onto your stomach crushing you with his weight, thrusts as rough as ever, his teeth began marking your back, a hand pulling your hair back watching your face contorted between pain and pleasure.

Mer!Wolfwood growling as your moans reached his very core, causing the pace to pick up even more. The sound of you two echoing along with beach with the waves lapping at you two.

Mer!Wolfwood who didn't stop even as he came inside you, flipping you back over and pounding into you, the waves washing away the sand sticking to your stomach.

Mer!Wolfwood mesmerised by the way your breasts bounced at each thrust, taking one in his mouth and licking at the perked nipple as he came in you again. Yet he still relented, pounding into you all the while you pleaded him to stop or the very least slow down.

Mer!Wolfwood only tired when the first light of the sun touched the waters surface, stuffing you full one last time. Eyes admiring your fucked out face, shivering body, and the way his cum oozed from your leaking cunt.

Mer!Wolfwood trembled in glee, resting his prickly chin on your stomach, raised slightly from all the loads he stuffed you full of throughout your sinfilled night.

Mer!Wolfwood pulling you into the water, cleaning you up as your fingers brushed his hair. Leaning forward to plant a soft kiss on his lips, scratching his jawline as he purred in response.

Mer!Wolfwood who no longer dreaded your family holidays, happily awaiting your return so he could indulge you with his desires and love. Happy to feel your soft hands claw lines into his back as he bred you dry.

A/N: all done! Hope you guys enjoyed this little AU, I went overboard with Wolfwood I just adore him too much.

#trigun smut #trigun stampede #trigun #nicholas d. wolfwood #wolfwood #wolfwood smut #trigun wolfwood #nicholas d wolfwood x reader #wolfwood x you #wolfwood x reader #wolfwood headcanons #trigun merboys

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fandoms-in-law · 4 months

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How I'll Play

Summary: Steve's grandmother sends him an investment and big collection of gifts for his 21st. Small thing is, She thinks he's her Granddaughter.

Authors Notes: Playing with the idea I had yesterday over Steve liking Sylvanian Families and only playing D&D with them, Thanks to @frostfairysteve for the information on when they came out. (also for the fact I know those 2 D&D races XD)

Continued in Come Play With Us

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Steve family are all rich and all distant. He remembered once as a child a family reunion being arranged and being scared of all the strangers there. Apparently his father had 3 brothers all older and all with their own families, but also his grandparents had invited second cousins and cousins once removed and for whatever reason everyone had made time for it.

Looking back at the event now, Steve was pretty sure the main reason everyone turned up was that they were hopeful this could be a chance to increase the inheritance they could get from his grandparents. He doubted that would have been effective for anyone and is relatively sure that except for occasional cards on holidays and birthdays still considered most of his relatives as strangers.

It did encourage him not to have too much fun when taking himself to a city for a weekend away, simply because he didn't want to accidentally seduce a relative into a one night stand without knowing it. The joys of things that teach safe sex for the strangest reasons.

He didn't usually think about his family beyond that. They were just people who shared in his gene pool, just like the parents he barely saw any more.

Except his Grandmother seemed to challenge that when his twenty-first birthday came bringing a delivery with a note from her.

'Dear Steven,

I cannot recall why your mother decided on such a name for such a charming girl as you were at the family reunion so many years ago, but for all my grandchildren I've brought investments in a company as well as a large collection of the things they make as they turn 21.

For you, and your fascination with figurines and dolls that I remember, I chose to invest in Sylvanian Families. They're almost as adorable as you were when young.

A very happy birthday to you and remember to manage your investments wisely.

Your Grandmother,

Antoinette Harrington

He had to read the note 3 times before bursting into laughter. He knew his family was distant, but apparently they're distant enough to have changed his gender in their memories, although he does recall for a short time enjoying dolls before his father dictated otherwise and forbid him from them.

It had only been recently, and only around Robin, that he'd began allowing himself to be curious over typically feminine things beyond his hair since that time, but it was flattering to think that somehow he'd acted feminine enough the only time he'd met his grandparents that he was remembered as such.

“Steve? You remember we said we'd go shopping together for birthday looks for tonight, right?” Robin asked, letting herself in since he was laughing enough he hadn't heard her knocks. Steve had tried to insist he could pick her up, but according to her, he shouldn't be driving everyone around on his birthday, so she got Eddie to agree to play chauffeur for the day.

“Read this and tell me I'm not imagining things, Robbie. Please tell me I didn't misread that. Also I need to see just what is in these packages before I go anywhere.” Steve grinned over at her, waving at Eddie as he leant around the door.

Eddie came over too, leaning over Robin's shoulder as she read since Steve hurried into the kitchen for scissors to open the parcels.

There were 4 big parcels but as he got the boxes open only 2 of them had big items in them, what appeared to be dolls houses and furniture. The rest were filled with solid dolls, slightly velveted of every kind of animal he could think of, all in families, or separate babies that matched one of the family groups and dressed in adorable slightly old fashioned looking outfits.

“You're her granddaughter now. I'm sorry Stevie, but for a gift this big and the investment that was also in the envelope behind this is big, you have to be female from now on.” Robin teased, snickering herself and sitting on the floor beside him to see everything he was pulling out.

Steve shrugged a little. “You tell me what dress size I should get and I'll be the belle of the ball for the party Joyce is insisting on throwing.”

“How long ago was this reunion? Any you're happy about that?” Eddie asked, visibly stunned, but not annoyed or any reaction that left Steve concerned.

“Thrilled. Robbie and I have been trying make-up looks and I was already wondering if I should try a skirt tonight. This seems like a sign that I definitely should.” Steve grinned up, answering the second question first. “And I honestly don't know. I think I was maybe five, possibly younger. Definitely wasn't allowed dolls for too long before my father banned them.”

Eddie shook his head, coming to sit beside him too finally, “Cool, I'll kill the boys characters in the next session if anyone says anything about that. If you do get a dress, that is.”

Steve's grin gentled to a smile, before a thought struck him at the allusion to D&D. He'd seen their figurines before, had let them host Hellfire at his home a few times now, enough even Eddie's bandmates were beginning to relax and suddenly thought he wouldn't might playing in a similar way with these cute guys. “Hey, you can get animals walking and talking in D&D, right?”

For a moment Robin and Eddie blinked at him, then Robin started cackling. “I bet even if they don't Eddie is about to figure out how to, Stevie! Hell, I'm joining in too.”

Eddie blinked at her too before slowly nodding, “Normally called other things, like Procyons and Avalis but yes, there are bipedal intelligent animals in D&D.”

“Tell the party to start making characters like that to play and help me and Bobbin to do so if you want me to play a campaign. I'll only play if these are the figurines used for everyone.” Steve decided, “And look, you even have sets for places we can go to make the mapping even more exciting.” He gestured to the buildings, and some shop sets that he'd pulled out of the packages but hadn't opened unlike a few of the families that had caught his eye.

“Fucking Hell, Yes! I can do that! Can I stay here to plan the campaign too, check what I've got to work with?” Eddie's smile grew slowly but was soon almost wider than they'd seen it before.

Steve nodded, “Definitely. And this just means we're all more excited for getting back from the shopping trip I was promised. I'll go get ready to head out.”

As he walked away Robin started to calm down but one look at the pout Eddie had over being told he couldn't jump straight into planning set her off laughing uncontrollably all over again.

#stranger things #steve harrington #eddie munson #robin buckley #platonic stobin #platonic steddie #sylvanian families #Steve Harrington plays dnd #gender non conforming Steve Harrington #Steve Harringtons Family

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sunflowerabyss · 4 months

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Charms of Fate: Chapter 10

Paring: Remus Lupin x Fem!Professor!Reader

Series Masterlist

Plot: Amidst the echoes of a bygone era, you return to Hogwarts years after parting ways with Hogwarts. What begins as a journey fueled by nostalgia transforms into an unexpected reunion with Remus Lupin, now a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. As the past intertwines with the present, the two former classmates navigate the complexities of grief, the resurgence of friendship, and the unwritten chapters of their shared history in this tale of rediscovery and the magic that binds them together.

Warnings: slight angst? fluff

A/N: I wanted to add this in because I think the scene where Remus teaches Harry the Expecto Patronum spell is very sweet.

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As Christmas break unfolded, you found yourself immersed in the comfort of your mother and sister's company in London. Despite the Muggle surroundings, you still managed to keep a connection with Remus. Almost every other day, owls would carry heartfelt letters between you and the magical world.

One day, a package arrived from Remus. Inside, you discovered a carefully chosen selection of magical teas, each with a handwritten note explaining its properties and benefits. It was a thoughtful gesture that spoke volumes about Remus's attentiveness to your likes and well-being.

In return, you sent Remus a box of your favorite Muggle chocolates, knowing how much he would appreciate the simple pleasures of the non-magical world. Along with the sweet treats, your letter inquired about his well-being and the recent developments at Hogwarts.

Remus's response was prompt, filled with gratitude for the chocolates and an update on his activities during the break. He shared that Harry had approached him to learn the Patronus charm, a task he agreed to undertake once the holidays concluded. Despite the looming responsibility, Remus seemed genuinely excited about the prospect of teaching Harry.

Inquiring about his monthly transformation, you were relieved to read that it hadn't been as severe, thanks to the Wolfsbane Potion. Remus detailed how the potion had made a significant difference, making the experience more manageable and less taxing on him. Your heart swelled with both concern and affection, grateful that there was something easing the burden of his condition.

You loved spending time with your family, as you hardly see them as much anymore, however, you couldn't help but feel a tug of longing for Hogwarts, your home. While the moments with your mother and sister were precious and filled with love, an invisible thread connected you to Hogwarts, to Remus.

In the quiet moments between laughter and shared stories, your thoughts would inevitably drift towards Remus. The distance only intensified the depth of your feelings, and as you navigated the streets of London, your heart ached for the comfort of the castle, for the comfort of him.

As you contemplated your emotions during these weeks away, something crystallized within you. The feelings you had harbored for Remus, from fifteen years ago, were not brief traces of a schoolgirl crush, but steadfast emotions that grew over time. The friendship you had built over the years, the shared laughter, the moments of quiet understanding – all of it had laid the foundation for something more profound.

Every day since that shared kiss has been a constant reel of thoughts, that moment playing over and over in your mind. The lingering tingle, the soft brush of lips, and the taste of anticipation have become a cherished loop, etching itself into your thoughts with each passing day.

Love, unspoken and enduring, had found its way into your heart. Every thought of Remus was accompanied by a sense of completeness, a feeling that Hogwarts truly felt like home when he was near. You couldn't deny the feelings that flooded your soul at the mere thought of him, a warmth that transcended the limitations of space and time.

Anticipation bubbled within you as the days of the break dwindled. Returning to Hogwarts wasn't just a return to a magical school; it was a return to the heart of your newfound emotions. The prospect of being near Remus again filled you with a sense of joy and contentment, knowing that home wasn't just a place; it was wherever he was.

As you settled down on the couch for your final night in London, your mother sat down with you, a cup of tea in her hands. She glanced over at you before bringing her cup to her lips and taking a sip.

"Next time you come over, bring that boy with you."

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In the dimly lit Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, the air was heavy with anticipation as Remus prepared for the practical lesson on the Patronus Charm. Harry, eager to learn and protect himself from the looming threat of Dementors, sat attentively, eyes fixed on Remus. The atmosphere became charged with tension as Remus withdrew a peculiar-looking chest.

"Now, Harry," Remus said, his voice calm but tinged with a hint of caution, "to cast the Patronus Charm, you need to focus on your happiest memory. It's not an easy spell, but it can repel Dementors effectively."

As Remus opened the chest, a chilling gust filled the room, and from the shadows emerged a figure that seemed to suck the warmth from the air — a Dementor, the embodiment of despair. Harry felt the temperature drop, and the weight of darkness settled in the room.

Remus steadied himself, wand at the ready. "Now, Harry, concentrate on that memory, the one that makes you feel the happiest. That's your key to the spell."

Harry closed his eyes, delving into his memories, searching for that elusive moment of joy that could counter the Dementor's influence.

"Expecto Patronum!" Harry shouted, pointing his wand at the Dementor. It did nothing. "Expecto--expect--"

Remus watched as Harry fainted before casting his own spell, getting the boggart back into the chest and locking it before tending to Harry.

After Harry's initial struggle with the Patronus Charm, he found himself lying on the cold classroom floor, Remus kneeling beside him. "I didn't expect you to do it the first time. That would have been remarkable," Remus said, helping Harry sit up. "Here. Eat this. You'll feel better." He offered Harry a piece of the magical treat to help ward off the lingering effects of the Dementor's presence. More chocolate.

"That was a nasty Dementor," Harry said, taking a bite of chocolate.

"Oh no, Harry, that was a boggart. A dementor would have been worse. Much, much worse."

Remus inquired about the memory Harry had chosen, and Harry hesitated before revealing that he chose the memory of his first flight on a broom. Remus furrowed his brow. "That's not nearly good enough, Harry."

"There is another," Harry began, walking over to the candles that looked like a spine, "It's not happy, exactly. Well, it is. It's the happiest I've ever felt. It's complicated."

"Is it strong?" Remus asked as he watched Harry. Harry nods, turning to look at Remus. "Then let's give it a try."

Encouraging Harry to try again, Remus unleashed the boggart, now transformed into the looming Dementor. Determination etched across his face; Harry delved into his memories once more. This time, though the Patronus wasn't fully formed, it pushed the Dementor back into the chest.

Remus beamed with pride, patting Harry on the back. "Well done, Harry! You've made significant progress." When Harry mentioned he was thinking of his parents, unsure if it was a genuine memory, Remus nodded thoughtfully. "It doesn't matter if it's a real memory or not. What matters is the emotion behind it. Your connection to your parents is a powerful force against the darkness. Keep practicing, and you'll master the spell."

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Though Remus was aching to see you again, he knew it was late. You had just gotten back to Hogwarts early this evening while he was teaching Harry the Patronus charm. He had sent you a letter saying that he will see you the next day, though had not heard from you back. She must have fallen asleep.

Remus made his way to the Forbidden Forest and the air became dense with an earthy musk, a mix of damp soil and the musty scent of decaying leaves under the thick canopy of ancient trees. The soft crunch of fallen foliage beneath his shoes created a rhythmic pattern, interrupted occasionally by the distant hoot of an owl or the rustle of unseen creatures in the shadows.

In the tranquil embrace of the Forbidden Forest, Remus Lupin found himself standing beside a small, moonlit pond. The gentle ripples of the water reflected the silvery glow above, casting an airy ambiance around him. With a deep breath, Remus drew out his wand, the wood warm against his fingers.

Summoning the memories of the woman he loved most, Remus channeled his emotions into the incantation, "Expecto Patronum." A silvery mist began to coalesce, taking form and substance until a majestic figure emerged. It was a wolf, noble and resolute, its eyes gleaming with a profound understanding.

Despite the bitterness Remus harbored toward his own lycanthropy, the sight of the wolf Patronus stirred conflicting emotions within him. It was a manifestation of his inner strength, a symbol of the resilience he carried despite the burdens he bore. In that moment, the Forbidden Forest echoed with the haunting beauty of a lone wolf, a protector in the night.

Under the soft glow of moonlight, Remus Lupin lifted his wand once more, the silvery light of his recently summoned Patronus still lingering in the air. With a determined focus, he whispered a message into the still night.

"Expecto Patronum," he murmured, and the same majestic wolf emerged from his wand, its presence both powerful and comforting. Remus imbued it with a silent message, one that carried his feelings and thoughts across the Hogwarts grounds.

The wolf Patronus leaped forward, gracefully navigating through the shadows, and soon found its way to the castle where she resided. With an ethereal grace, the Patronus approached her, stopping before gently dissipating into a cascade of silvery particles. In the lingering moonlight, the message echoed silently, carrying Remus's unspoken words and emotions to the one he yearned for.

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You lay in the comfort of her bed, the soft coziness of blankets enveloping you. As you began to drift into the realm of dreams, a faint sound reached your ears, accompanied by a gentle light that danced on the edges of your consciousness. In the haze between sleep and wakefulness, you stirred.

Suddenly, your eyes opened to a soft, bluish glow that filled the room. Blinking away the remnants of sleep, you saw a magnificent wolf standing before you, its form ethereal yet distinctly wolfish. The room was awash with a tender luminescence, and in the midst of this celestial display, the wolf seemed to convey a silent message.

In the quietude, a voice echoed through your mind, sweet and reassuring. "I will always protect you," it whispered, the words wrapped in the gentle howl of the spectral wolf. Now fully awake, you felt profound love and security, knowing who sent the Patronus.

Eager to reciprocate the ethereal connection, you swiftly reach for your wand, stumbling a bit. Focusing on the man that made you feel nothing but happiness, you cast the Patronus Charm. A smaller, gentle wolf emerges from your wand, mirroring the essence of Remus's protective spirit.

With a heart full of affection, you send your wolf Patronus forth into the magical space, carrying the tender message that echoes your deepest feelings. In the luminescent glow, your silent words dance alongside the ethereal figures, weaving an invisible thread that connects your heart to Remus's.

"I love you," you whisper, allowing the words to blend seamlessly with the gentle howls of your conjured wolves, connecting the distance between you.

#remus lupin #remus lupin x y/n #remus lupin x you #remus lupin x reader #older!remus lupin #older!remus lupin x reader #professor!remus lupin x reader #professor!remus lupin #harry potter #hermione granger #ron weasley #hogwarts #jk rowling

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yzeltia · 5 months

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Happiest Starlight Ever 2023 Day 1: What's This

Title: Gift of the Magnai

Characters: Sadu and Magnai

Rating: T for Tia

Notes: N/A

Magnai puffed out his chest as he walked through the Dotharl settlement, seeking an audience with Sadu. Under his arm, he carried a small parcel, a present for the Eorzean Starlight Festival he'd heard of from the Scions. Spotting the silver haired figure in the distance, he approached and held out the clumsily wrapped in brown paper with binding it in a loose bow.

Sadu looked at the package and then back to Magnai, “Why have you brought me your trash?”

“It’s a present for that Eorzean winter holiday ! Just open it, “ he insisted.

The Dotharl leader narrowed her eyes then ripped it from his grasp before tearing into the package. Sadu paused as she unwound carefully folded tissue paper, becoming increasingly delicate with the present once she felt the lightness of it outside the box.

Magnai watched with wide eyes as Sadu lifted up an ornate tortoise shell comb that had been painted pearl white and a blue that matched her eyes. “What possessed you to think I'd want such a bauble!?”

Magnai was taken aback a bit, not sure what he was expecting but certainly not her usual ire. “For your beautiful hair of course!”

“Do you not think me capable of tending to my own body!?”

“N-No! I got it for you so that you would not cut and sell it for me!”

Sadu glowered, “Why would you think I'd ever do anything for you?”

“My retainer chanced upon you and the Khagan at Reunion and heard you as you discussed purchasing an expensive wet stone! He swore he heard you say it would be perfect for my axe but you'd have to sell your hair to afford it! I couldn't stand the thought of you doing so, so in the spirit of giving I sold my axe to get a comb for your beautiful hair.”

Sadu stared in silence for quite some time before starting to howl with laughter, needing to brace herself upon her camp pole to keep from toppling over. “You thought…I would…! For you Little Sun!? I said the stone would be worth a *hare* in passing to Cirinna estimation of what it might be worth and only as a thought to what might give you an edge in battle. Not that an improvement in weapon would give you the skill to best me.”

Magnai sunk to his knees, eyes wide. “M-My axe. I sold my axe!”

Sadu continued to laugh, well after Magnai managed to pick himself up and return to the Dawn Throne in defeat. Come Starlight morning though a present did appear, his axe returned along with a note from Sadu wishing him “A Merry Whatever”. His retainers kept that it was scrawled in the Khagan’s handwriting to themselves.

#final fantasy xiv #ffxiv #final fantasy 14 #ff14 #ffxiv oc #magnai oronir #sadu dotharl #happieststarlightever2023 #starlight 2023 #starlight #ffxiv starlight

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sheepie-self-ships · 3 months

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Hmngngnb miscellaneous headcanons about my aqua.bat universe and s/i because I don’t have the energy to draw them all but they rotate in my mind all the timeeee

Bones’ guitar is kind of sentient! It does not like Ace. Bones sleeps with his guitar every night, and when Ace started getting nightmares and stuff, they’d go to Bones and he’d let them in, however his guitar… would have to get laid against the cold wall of the bat.tle tram…. It did not appreciate that.

Bones’ guitar is a sassy thang generally…. It is very temperamental, it only shoots lasers when it is tuned, and it only produces music if Bones is the one playing it, whether it’s plugged into an amp or not. One time, he tried to show Ace how to play the guitar, but it just. Would Not produce sound. He would strum it and it would be fine, then he’d hand it over to Ace and nothing would come out… also Jimmy is the only other ‘Bat to be able to mess with the guitar, and ONLY to fix it…

Bones’ invisible bird, The Dude, likes Ace! She thinks they’re endearing, and appreciates flying with them sometimes. The Dude also likes that she doesn’t have to fly Bones around all the time, now that Ace can pick him up in the middle of battles too 💀

Also there’s only one Dude, she just travels interdimensionally. She’s a very busy lady! She will deliver little packages between Ace and Kae (my roommate/‘s s/i) when she’s not doing much else. This is also why Bones can’t summon her all the time, because sometimes she’s busy helping another Bones in another universe.

Ace can’t read, at least not at first 💀 Jimmy has to have classes on how to survive in the modern world for them. The other ‘Bats help out too, Crash has art class with them, Bones practices music with them, but mostly Jimmy is helping with the big stuff like English and. Safety. They have to baby proof the bat.tle tram while Ace is learning about electric stoves.

Ricky is scared of Ace at first. Like imagine Jake and Marceline from adv.enture time is kinda what I pictured. It’s like that for a good few months after they meet. Eventually they bond over rom coms :)

When Ace joins the ‘Bats, they sleep on the couch for a while, and eventually Jimmy decides (the commander would deny Ace is part of the band even after they’ve played shows together…) they’re part of the band and decides to make them a bunk bed. Ace got nightmares a lot in the time sleeping on the couch, so most mornings/afternoons they’d be found in Bones’ bunk, even before they get together. Once Ace’s bunk is made, it still goes kinda unused tbh.

Ace is nocturnal 💀 the first night in the bat.tle tram is rough, they couldn’t rest until the sun came up. Eventually they got to start sleeping in the early mornings and wake up in the late mornings/early afternoons, however they still prefer to sleep during the day and sometimes get a little sleepy during daytime fights…

Ace plays the trombone! Bones. Isn’t into it. But Ace’s calling is reviving the horn section in that band god dammit,,,

Bones HAAAATES ska 💀 and yet. This is the band he’s in. He supports Ace in the horn section with Jimmy on sax/keyboards, but he doesn’t like listening to their songs…..,

The past ‘bats and the current group have reunions. They’ll meet up for like. Some aqua.banian holiday or something and the first time Ace comes to one of these gatherings is. So hectic. Catboy immediately plays pranks on them.

#I kinda just wrote the ones I remembered #maybe I’ll do a romantic edition if I never get that comic done 💀#bonesy 🦅#aqb lets go! 🩵#s/i: Ace the vampire #sheepie lore #selfshipping headcanons #selfship headcanons #f/o x self insert #f/o x s/i #selfshipping #selfship #self ship #self shipping #self shipping community #selfshipping community

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ecologyalike · 1 year

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How about if tourism was stripped of its commodity logic?

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In the capitalist world, tourism is a commodity, a consumer good to escape life's worries, a getaway from the everyday mundane wage-earning reality, and a highlight of a few weeks of annual leave. Once packaged as a commodity, we also demand that it delivers what the wrapping promises. “A worry-free time with good food, sun, and easy access to a few Instagrammable destinations to share with friends and family.”

But there is a deeper meaning for travel beyond what a holiday package can offer. This deeper meaning is rarely met if the starting point is to define tourism as a commodity. If the travel were a pilgrimage, a lifelong learning journey focused on exploration and making new connections, it would start to resemble a different animal altogether.

If the purpose of the travel would be an inner practice of meeting and experiencing culture, environment, and people, it would mean staying on the often-uncomfortable edge, experiencing something different from your familiar surroundings. Travel - a pilgrimage into your life on the planet earth shared with others.

And as a pilgrim, you would not be looking for luxury and comfort because you did not travel there to consume what “they” or the place can offer, searching for the cheapest and most authentic experience from an online app. Instead, you would be there to learn about yourself, reflect on your reactions when meeting the new, and practicing seeing “them” as equals with mutual wonder and reciprocity.

The world of uncommodified tourism is not a one-way street where only you can go and take what is available; it is open to travel in both directions. In this world, you are equally aware that “they”, however different and a little nerving, may come to see you at your home, even at an unexpected time, when you welcome them with open arms and prepare a feast of reunion.

#tourism #commodity #degrowth #pilgrimage #capitalism

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reginrokkr · 2 months

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@apocryphis asked: " - truly a fascinating experience. It did make me wonder if the clay resulting from this process would be different, were one to use a different type of water to mix with the soil - and if so, would the resulting ceramic look, or feel different, to the human eye and touch? I did ask the instructor at the end of the class, but it seems my questions were a little too specific even for a person of their expertise." For how long exactly the hydro dragon has been recounting his (many and varied) experiences collected in one half day of holiday, only Dainsleif, unfortunate victim of his ramblings, would be able to tell. The lights of the harbour shine a warm glow against the beginning of blanket night on the other side of the bridge where sovereign and bough keeper have elected to meet and admire the celebrations - not too close to the bustling city, not too far either, so as to not miss the celebrations.

Had one not been aware of the circumstances surrounding them both, one might have wondered what, in the concept of ceramics, could light up such a spark of excitement on the respectable judge's eyes; or why the masked knight at his side would so patiently listen to his endless monologue. Monologue that, fortunately for the poor man, finally comes to a halt, the other seemingly reminded of something important. "I tried my hand at a few trinkets during this class. Knowing that I would meet you here, I took the liberty of... experimenting a little bit." From one of his bags (with no comment or explanation yet offered as to how he had ended up with three of his travel companions' cargo), the Iudex extracts a small package, neatly wrapped to protect it during any travel. Upon opening it, Dainsleif will find a brooch, shaped and painted to elegantly replicate a lumidouce bell - Fontaine's very own flower of partings and, more importantly, reunions. A gentle, amused smile softens the sovereign's features. "You do not have to wear it." He chuckles. "I simply thought it an amusing gift for the occasion."

Neuvillette lets his gaze return to his dear companion's features, as he gives him a moment to decide what to do with his new trinket, inquisitive without scrutinising, only looking for reasons to worry or to settle his concerns, while gloved hand moves on the railing of the bridge to cover Dainsleif's, fingers interlocking together. "I trust your mission in Chenyu Vale went well? I sensed a subtle change in the waters... I do hope everything went as you wished it would?"

Indescribable joy is ever contagious even within a mind that seldom basks in the blessing of positivity, the culprit to blame a dragon reborn in human skin. No matter if the Iudex may think he's enduring his monologue rather than enjoying the experience with him through his words, there is a prospect from all of this that gladdens Dáinsleif the most: for how long he has spent observing human demeanor to learn about them as an outsider, an intruder even to the race— Neuvillette is connecting with his own humanity. What bigger happiness is there than watching his eyes glisten with renewed yearning for the wonders he has missed of humanity?

Sapphire irises follow gloved hands, the renewed sight of all the cargo he has of others and not solely his bring a hint of amusement to roseate lips moments before curiosity etches on pale features as he's presented with a little trinket of his making for him. Dáinsleif has received in the past another equally of Neuvillette's making that even to this day he holds in highest esteem, part of him as it is and with lingering thoughts for him as they did on this special day where the Iudex of the Court of Fontaine allowed himself the inestimable timespan of half a day outside the nation he presides over.

How fitting. One flower for another.

Corners of celestial azures crinkle with glee at the sight of the little flower-shaped brooch, its finesse eligible to contest that of an artisan out of good will, wonder and excitement to learn. And, perhaps to the rex's surprise, Dáinsleif carefully attaches it to the lower lapel of stellar mantle he dons with pride no matter how much it sticks as a sore thumb from the rest of his garment aesthetic, close to his heart. ◜Amusing as you find it to be, it makes a lovely reminder for what's to come when distance is betwixt us again.◞ Of a reunion to look forward to, as he always does. Bough Keeper brings their interlocked fingers to his lips thereafter so he may place a loving kiss of gratitude before resting their hands on the railing of the bridge anew. ◜Thank you, ol Mph Arsl Gaiol.◞

Weren't for Neuvillette's insistence that he becomes part of his free day, perhaps Dáinsleif would've watched the Lantern Rite from the high peaks of Chenyu Vale at the culmination of his self-imposed mission to restore its jade lands back to normalcy, a success fruit of efforts and an understanding heart that even the most detached of illuminated beasts from humanity come to provide with respect and interest to comprehend his reasons.

◜About that...◞ Little did the Iudex know, this time it would be Dáinsleif's turn to host a monologue recounting his contact with a couple of adepti, conflicted sentiments even within creatures such as thus and a good ending to tell that those who dwell the Chenyu Vale will be grateful for centuries to come.

#apocryphis #◟༺✦༻◞ may your sorrow be washed away with tides deliverance; o' mighty dragon ┊neuvillette → apocryphis.┊#◟༺✦༻◞ let luminous feathers dance under sapphire rain of justice┊dáinsleif × neuvillette.┊#◟༺✦༻◞ sapphire flames in their wake ┊ic.┊#◟༺✦༻◞ what use has the veil of falsehood? ┊ask.┊#◟༺✦༻◞ τόμος θ: λυκόφως οι θεοί που πέφτουν┊advent of ragnarök.┊#◟༺✦༻◞ when reason to be shines through. ┊aria of the celestials┊#Dain being silly enamoured with Neuvi to the point #of wearing that with pride even if it doesn't fit with his clothes?#more likely than you think #his happiness and smile for indulging him are worth more #than looking funny from now on

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creepyalienghost · 1 year

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Audrey’s Reunion

Tom and Allison had invited mostly everyone from the old studio for a get together. Everyone was going from the art department to the music department was going. Even Audrey their bosses daughter. Yes she was the daughter of the man who ruined all their lives one way of another, abused, tricked, sacrificed. He did horrible things to all of them. But she wasn’t her father and did best to stay away from that path, so they invited her. She hardly knew them but felt it was a way to say -I’m sorry for what he did - and decided to go.

We she arrived at their house many of them were there. The janitor, Wally Franks was walking in with a chocolate cake, she recognized the short music Director and the tall projectionist next to him. She didn’t remember their names but knows the music Director suffered under her father. Sitting under a tree was the voice actress, Susie Campbell. She knew what Joey did to her and her beloved part. Many more were sitting around taking or dancing, including Henry.

She remembered him, coming to her mothers house to check on her. After being taken away from her father from neglect she was sent to her mothers house. Henry would stop by on days like holidays and birthdays, bringing her gifts and becoming a dad to her. He was more of one then Joey was but one day he had moved away for a better years ago. It’s been nearly a decade.

She parked and pulled herself out of the car, heading over to the party. Henry looked up at her and smiled. “Hey there Audrey!” He got up and hugged her.

“Hello Henry!” She hugged him back. “Hows California?” She ask as they both sat down.

Henry smiled as he thought. “It’s going well. I recently was hired for another cartoon studio! Before that I was teaching art for a good while.” He replied and moved his hands as he talk about it. “How goes it for you?”

Audrey leaned back in her chair a bit. “It’s alright. Busy mostly with juggling between college and work.” She replied. “The classes are great but the homework sucks.”

Henry chuckled. “ I been there.” He nodded. “You know I’m glad your haven’t followed in your father’s footsteps. You made you’re life you’re own. I’m proud.”

Audrey’s faced turned serious in an instant. “I still don’t understand all he did and why? He hurt so many people I know that…but I don’t know how he did and why he would.”

“That stuff he was into..the occult ..it got to his head…” Henry replied, looking away as memories flashed in his mind. “Most of us…still haven’t recovered from that… I got a way after seeing some signs and dealing with beginning…others had it worst.”

“I’m so sorry to hear that….” Audrey replied.

“Promise me…” Henry mumbled then looked her straight in the eye. “Promise me you will never look into the occult. Ever!” He ask.

She took a moment to think before nodded. “ I promise….” He replied but only half way meaning it. She was curious, after all.

“Good.” He nodded, leaning back in his chair. “I hope you keep that promise.” Henry said before switching the conversation. “Now let’s talk about your art.”

The rest of the night Audrey talked with Henry and the others and tried some of the food and even danced. Forgetting who she was for a bit was a nice change. She even sang a good with Sammy the music director. However once she got said her goodbyes to them and arrived home, she saw that her package arrived. The package that holds an occult book.

#batim #audrey drew #joey drew crew #joey drew #henry stein #Sammy Lawrence #susie campbell

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vanrocelin · 1 year

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#drarry #drarry fic #drarry recs #fanfic #fanfic rec #dmhp #draco x harry #draco malfoy #harry potter #top draco malfoy #bottom harry potter #dracotopsharry

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kuroosdarling · 1 year

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CHAPTER 1 : Manhunt

⊹ ‎♡‧₊˚ ꒰ CONTENTS ꒱ : explicit language, alcohol use + mentions, trespassing (?)

⊹ ‎♡‧₊˚ ꒰ WC ꒱ : 3.4k

⊹ ‎♡‧₊˚ ꒰ SYNOPSIS ꒱ : the last semester of your last year has officially begun and what better way to cope then to get drunk and play manhunt with your best friends ? reunions together had always been sweet but this time you can’t help but feel a shift in the air.

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a/n: she’s here. lmfao thank u nesi for helping me with the edits for this fic !! i’m so excited to share this <3 enjoy !

The night air was chilly as it brushed past you, kissing your skin through the holes in your too-thin sweater that you thought was going to keep you warm enough for your late night adventure. But it was all too exhilarating to care. Maybe it was the drinks you had earlier or maybe it was the fact you were back with your favorite people, but everything felt right in the world.

It was the start of the last semester of your last year. Thoughts and fears swirled around your head, amplified by your nerves and excitement for the months to come. The last year with the place that you called home was coming to a close. You weren’t sure what was lying on the not so distant horizon; part of you was too scared to find out. But, those were obstacles you could face later. And knowing that you were going to face them with some of your most favorite people in the world, settled the nerves that threatened to fire off in your stomach – smoothing it over and extinguishing the flames.

The first night back always called for celebration. It was hard not to, everyone was always so eager to get back together. Even though you guys did a pretty good job staying in contact over the holiday break, nothing beat this.

“Y/N! Hurry up! I’m not going to be waiting around for you all day.” Eren shouted, climbing up the steps that led to the largest building on campus, turning his body so he could face your direction as he called out to you. The rest of the group was around him, taking a seat close together somewhere on the steps, while Eren stood, impatiently waiting for you.

“Alright! I’m coming. No need to have a tantrum, damn.” You make your way over to him, seating yourself next to Jean. Eren rolled his eyes and sat next to you, bumping his knee against yours.

The large steps were cold as you sat down in between the two men. Anytime they were too close to one another after a few hours of drinking usually ended up in some sort of fight. One that usually forced you and Mikasa to get involved, dragging them apart from each other – you grabbing onto Jean while Mikasa holds onto Eren.

“Why'd we come here?” Connie groaned, leaning his head on Sasha’s shoulder. Even though Connie was always ready for an adventure, he didn’t prepare well enough this time. Sasha had brought a snack, Eren had brought his little flask, and he didn't think to grab anything. Luckily, you knew him well enough by now.

“Heads up.” You call out, most of the groups attention falling onto you. Connie looks over with a hopeful look in his eye. You toss a fruit roll up you tucked in your pocket, sending it off in the air towards him with a wink. He catches it effortlessly.

“God, I love you. You’re the best, Y/N.” Connie sighs as he unwraps the small package, practically kicking his feet as he giggles.

“I hope you brought some for the rest of the class.” Sasha pouts at you, betrayal swimming in her eyes as she realized you didn’t have one for her.

“You’re literally eating your own snack right now.” Jean easily replies, rolling his eyes.

“Would still be nice to be included.” Sasha mutters under her breath before digging back into her potato chips.

Wordlessly, everyone had taken a moment of silence, each one lost in their own thoughts as the impending doom of the final semester started to take its hold.

“What do you think this semester is going to bring?” Armin asked, the light from the lamppost casting a small shadow over his face. After a few drinks, Armin could never control his facial expressions. Worry coated his features, threatening to consume him whole if someone didn’t step in to help ease his mind. Luckily, your group was pretty good at helping with each others rising anxieties, even if they all felt the same way.

“Hopefully only good things.” You mutter, leaning your head against Eren’s shoulder. He was used to it, normally he was the one you sought out once you had a few drinks. Based purely on the fact he was familiar, growing up with him gave you one of those perks. “I don’t want a repeat of sophomore spring semester.”

That semester had sucked. Almost everyone in the friend group was fighting with one another over something stupid that had happened at a party. It took almost the whole semester for everyone to come back together after that. It was mostly between Jean and Eren, but everyone had decided to take sides at the time. Something the group vowed to never do again.

“Obviously.” Eren scoffed, flicking your forehead. You shoot him a glare as you sit up, dramatically rubbing the spot he assaulted. He gave you a shit-eating grin before something serious washed over his expression, reaching his eyes that made him look as if he was looking far off at something that no one else could see. “I just hope I can make it to graduation.”

“Why wouldn’t you?” Mikasa asked, her intense gaze on Eren. If she looked at you like that, you’d shrink back into yourself. Mikasa was the last person you wanted to piss off. And Eren had a knack for that.

“Dunno.” His shoulders rose in a shrug, his hair following suit before it cascaded back down. “I barely even wanted to come to college so it’s weird I'm almost done.”

“I get that.” Jean agreed. Everyone froze, staring at Jean for openly admitting Eren had a point, especially when Mikasa had already called him out on it. “Okay don’t look at me like that. I get it, to an extent. I don’t really know if I’ll make it to graduation. What’s the point? I want to open up my own shop anyway.”

“It’s good to have a degree regardless, even if you don’t end up using it in the field you thought you were going to. Most places just want to see the diploma, they really couldn’t care less about what was on it.” Armin chimed in. He had spent the last 3 years preaching it to the group anytime someone even thought about dropping out. It had saved Jean a few times, and it was ultimately why he switched to being a business major. Even though he loved art, he figured he’d need to learn some tactical skills if he wanted to open up his own shop one day. Besides, he always said he came here because his mom wanted him to.

You grab a hold of Eren's arm — something you mindlessly do whenever you start to zone out. He was used to it by now too, the feeling of your fingers trace along the intricate ink on his arms. You always start from the top, cascading down to the bottom before making your way back up. After a few moments, his skin prickles, something you chalk up to the cold.

“I know, I know.” Jean groaned, running a hand through his hair. His gaze fell onto you for a brief moment before turning onto Armin with a mischievous look. “Listen, how about I take your advice but in return, you finally let me tat you up.”

Connie and Sasha couldn’t hold back the laugh that escaped them. The air was filled with booming chaos, something that usually happened when Jean, Connie, and Sasha shared the same brain cell. As much as Jean tried to tell everyone that he was their unofficial babysitter, it was honestly the equivalent of a teenage boy watching after his younger siblings.

“God, no. Not this again.” Armin’s eyes widened. “I said I didn’t want one just yet. I wanted to wait till graduation.”

“But it’s free.” Jean sang, leaning into Armin’s space as he spoke. “Besides, Annie would think it was hot.”

Armins’ face turned beet red as the rest of the group giggled, save for Mikasa, who opted to smack Jean on the shoulder. It only made Jean laugh louder.

“Alright, enough, enough. Leave the poor guy alone. You really wanna talk about our love lives?” You roll your eyes, staring at everyone who immediately quieted down. Everyone had a complicated love life, except Sasha. She was content with her food and the man who made it for her — Niccolo. Even if they weren’t officially dating, it was pretty obvious they had strong feelings for each other. “That’s what I thought.”

“Damn Y/N, no need to get so personal.” Eren scowled, looking away. Armin’s body sagged with relief as all the attention came off of him. He gave you a small smile.

“You guys were literally targeting Armin. It had to be done.” You smile over at Eren, leaning into him and batting your eyes up at him. “I could make it more personal if you’d like.”

“Fuck off.” His cheeks tinted pink as he crossed his arms, trying his best to look unbothered. You couldn’t help but let out a giggle. Teasing Eren was just too easy. “Let’s just change the subject.”

“Fine.” You pout. Everyone sat in silence together, no one bothering to start a new conversation. “Let’s go inside.”

“Like, back to the house?” Armin asked, getting ready to get up.

“No.” You smile, making eye contact with Connie. Immediately, he knew where your head was at. With a shout, he shot up. Sasha stared at him for a moment before joining him. Jean audibly groaned before getting up too. The rest got up, except for Armin.

“ITS TIME!” Connie shouted, pumped up to “break” into the main building on campus. It wasn’t really breaking in, the doors were left unlock but it was definitely frowned up to enter it after hours. “Okay, let’s make 2 teams. One will be the hunters, and the other will be the hunted. Leaders will be Jean and Eren.”

It had started last year when the group had found out about the doors being unlocked. Everyone had been drinking and practically waiting for some adventure to start. No one can really remember who started it but soon enough, it had turned into one of the biggest games of manhunt yet.

“Should we just keep our usual teams?” Eren asked, looking over at Jean, his eyes glowering, his competitiveness already taking root. It only fired up Jean more.

“Why not.” He said, turning to Connie and Sasha. “But we are flipping a coin for Y/N.”

You couldn’t help but let out a laugh. Usually there was a tug of war between Eren and Jean for your place in this game. Eren always said since you guys were childhood best friends, you stayed with him. but Jean insisted he needed another person as Connie and Sasha practically shared one brain.

“Yeah I want Y/N with me.” Sasha chimed in, throwing her arms around Connie and Jean. “She needs to help me corral these two.”

“Fair enough.” Mikasa agreed, starting to walk the other direction for a team huddle. Eren made a sound of protest before groaning and following her lead, Armin right behind him.

“That was easy.” Connie smirked, looking your way. The pretty gold piercing on his eyebrow catches your eye briefly before you look at him. It always made his eyes pop out more, looking more vibrant than ever. “Looks like you’re stuck with us.”

“Wouldn’t have it any other way, babes.” You smirked back. He reached over to give you a high five, his ring-clad hand colliding with your almost bare hand. The sound echoed slightly before it got caught in the wind.

“On the count of 3, we go hide.” Jean said, rolling his eyes at you and Connie flirting — old habits die hard.

“Deal. Three.” Sasha says, looking past your shoulder to make sure the other team was still planning.

“Two.” Connie says, resting his elbow on Sasha's shoulder.

“One.” Jean said, looking at you with a spark in his eyes.

“Go.” you finish. The game was afoot.

The four of you go inside, booking it in different directions to find the perfect spot to hide in while the other 3 hunted for you guys. The base wasn’t too far from where you guys were, but you knew who you were up against. It wasn’t going to be that easy.

All the hunted had to start on the top floor while the hunters could be anywhere. The group had to not only evade the hunters, but also find their way outside to the steps again — also known as the base.

The building itself was large and it was easy to get lost in. Armin was the only one who actually had classes in this building, so they already had an advantage. He was most likely going to be the one walking through the hallways.

Eren was a wild card. He could either be at the bottom of the main staircase or somehow know exactly where you were. He’d never stay in one place and he was impossible to track.

Mikasa always guarded the doors, it was almost impossible to sneak past her. She was the hardest one to crack. Even if you survived the other two, there’s almost no way you could make it to the base without being caught.

“What’s our plan of attack?” Jean suddenly whispered in your ear, his voice softly wrapping itself around you. With him by your side, you knew you guys had it in the bag. But it was up to the rest of the team to keep it together.

“We need to get to the base. I’m thinking we send out a distraction then book it to safety.” You replied coolly, trying to string along a quick strategy.

“Good thinking. We’ll send the fastest out for the distraction while the rest go. It’s between you and Connie.” He said, brushing his shoulder against yours. “You up for it Y/N?”

“Tell the others to get in position.” You nodded at him before scurrying away towards Eren and the others. As much as you loved Connie, he could get carried away with the distraction. To ensure the win, it was probably best for you to do it, holding the fate of your team in your hands.

“On it.” He nodded, headed for the others. You only had a moment to collect yourself. The best way to get them off their tail is to get them on yours.

You poke your head out the corridor to check your surroundings before loudly taking off towards the stairs.

“Hey!” Armin’s voice rang out. You heard him start chasing you, causing you to squeal out — the prospect of being chased always made you nervous and made you run even faster.

The main staircase gave a clear view to the other floors, but you didn’t have time to check your surroundings as you bounded down them as loudly as you could. Skipping the second floor all together, you skirt down to the first.

Armin was still making his way down before you bolted down one of the hallways. There was no telling where the others were, all you could feel was the buzz of excitement mixing with the alcohol as you made your way through the building. You round a corner and hit something hard before stumbling back.

“Damn, be careful Y/N.” Eren said, helping you steady your footing before he smirks at you. “Looks like i caught you.”

Dread filled you as you realized your blunder. Armin was still after you and Eren had you right where he needed you. You could only hope that Jean could devise a plan to get past Mikasa, your sacrifice couldn’t be meaningless.

Eren heard Armin coming and grabbed your arm, dragging you with him as he sprinted down the hall.

“Where are we going?” You ask, trying to keep in step with him.

“I gotta tell you something.” He replies, trying to open one of the doors in the hallway. He gets one open and pushes you in before following you inside. It was one of the classrooms, the air was still stuffy as it had been closed throughout the break. You whirled around to face him as he shut the door.

“It can't wait until after manhunt? You’re letting your team down by wasting time like this.” You put your hand on your hip, waiting for him to get on with it.

“Don’t care.” he shrugs and stalks towards you. The atmosphere in the room changed, tension filled it, causing your heart rate to pick up, threatening to beat out of your chest. “Haven’t seen you all break.”

“Eren-“ you start, letting him cup your cheek. His finger smooths over your skin and you can’t help but lean into the familiar touch.

“I didn’t get to properly say hello.” He smiles, dipping down and covering your lips with his.

“Well, hi.” You smile, leaning into his touch. His lips are warm against yours, and you can distinctly taste the fruity bitterness from whatever was in his flask.

Anytime you and Eren had an ounce of liquor running through your veins, something like this would happen. It was almost routine at this point, something that was expected. You guys were close, always had been, so it didn’t seem weird. It wasn’t some secret either, no one could really pinpoint you and his relationship and no one has ever bothered to ask.

His kiss grew more desperate as he pushed you up onto the desk, slipping himself in between your legs. You pull away, taking a moment to collect your breath. You’re greeted with his slightly flushed face, his bright eyes looking back at you.

“Missed you.” He kisses you again softly. “Remind me again why you had to move away from Shiganshina?”

“I told you, my parents decided to move. Besides, it’s not like I don't see you.” You roll your eyes, your hands loosely gripping onto his shirt. “But I missed you too.”

“Even my brother asked where you were this year. Everyone’s so used to you being around for the holidays.” You bristle at the mention of his brother before something somber settles in your gut. You loosen your hand and let it fall to the desk you were perched on. “Is this how it’s going to be from now on?”

“No.” The words flew out of your mouth before you had a chance to really think it over. Eren's bright eyes were focused on you, filled with so much hope that you were worried that if you let him down, that beautiful light would dim. “I can't really say, I guess. I don't know what I'm doing after college.”

“Stay.” He whispers, pressing his forehead against you. “At the end of it all, you’re still my best friend and I don't want you going across the country, so far away from me and everyone else.”

“Okay.” you nod, his forehead lifting off of yours. “We’ll figure it out.”

Eren opened his mouth as the words he wanted to say were threatening to spill, but he must’ve decided against it. Instead he held out his hand, waiting for you to take it.

You take it and he guides you through the hallways to get back outside — back towards the steps where the rest of the group were huddled up.

“Told you they were off making out somewhere.” Connie loudly announced.

Your face started to heat up and you swear the tiny snowflakes that were falling were melting the moment they touched your cheek.

“We weren't.” You protest, abruptly letting go of Eren's hand. He snickers as he walks towards Armin, throwing an arm around him as he smiles towards Mikasa.

“Course not.” Eren nods. Connie just rolls his eyes, unimpressed with everyone.

“Next time, I'm doing the distracting.” Connie pushes. “Maybe then we can win.”

“Doubt it. I'll do it.” Sasha says, crossing her arms. “I'll be better for it.”

“It doesn't matter, we’ll never get past Mikasa.” Jean pipes up.

You turn to look at him but he doesn’t meet your eye. Some small part of you deflates and suddenly all the drinks you had throughout the night catch up with you, pushing down on your shoulders and sending you into a drowsy state.

“You alright?” Mikasa asks, quickly coming up to you, lowering her voice so she whispers in your ear. “Did Eren say something?”

“No, no.” You shake your head as if it would clear the thoughts that started to accumulate inside your mind. “I think I'm just tired.”

You watch as the rest of your friends laugh and talk with each other, still riding on the high of the reunion. But you can’t shake the feeling that something is wrong — something isn’t sitting right. Even once you're back at the house and debating on going back to sleep do you notice — Jean still wouldn’t catch your eye.

#⁺. ʚ now streaming:#◝✩ take a slice #jean kirschtein #jean x reader #jean kirschtein x reader #jean kirstein x reader #jean kirstein #attack on titan #attack on titan x reader #aot x reader #eren x reader #eren jaeger x reader #eren yaeger #eren yaeger x reader

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In the Bonten!Timeline, the only things who make Inupi sure that Koko was alive were the anonymous and luxurious gifts sent to him at christmas and for his birthday. And the flowers put on Akane's grave one time by year. Meanwhile Koko kept a photo of Inupi on him all time, and changed it every years, for a more recent.

This is very emotional :')

I imagine Seishu waking up on a holiday morning, perhaps his birthday, discovering the delivery man on the other side of the door. Maybe he lives alone on the money he's made working on D&D, or maybe he shares a flat with Draken because he doesn't have enough to live on his own.

Still, he'd yawn and say he haven't ordered any packages, but the delivery man would show you his name and address and an anonymous sender. Then Seishu's head would click and he would take it without saying anything. He would quietly go back upstairs to his room and sit still on the bed looking at the package. It may not be elegant. It's brown and dull, but the interior is the complete opposite.

Who knows? Maybe it's those nearly $600 Dolce & Gabbana stiletto heels he've been eyeing for future purchase. Kokonoi knows how to read him even years later, in Bonten's shadow, trying not to be corrupted by everything that happens around him. Trying just for Seishu.

He knows everything and knows about his tastes because he has been by his side, although not long enough not to regret having missed. He might have parked his car across the street from D&D Motors just to see him come in. Maybe Sanzu knew about it —I'm sure Sanzu secretly controls everyone's lives to make sure no one is a possible traitor— and got so mad at him.

Even with everything, Kokonoi is still there. Seishu knows it. It's like a presence that accompanies him and weighs on his shoulders like the uncomfortable reminder of conversations they never had. He probably feels guilty, empty because Kokonoi can't see him trying on heels in front of his mirror and smiling weakly. At night, it becomes more painful.

The box has been recycled and the heels are in his closet, but it's not enough. He doesn't want gifts, he wants him and he knows he can't reach him. Even if a decade has passed, Seishu would be sure Kokonoi hasn't changed. Perhaps he dreams of him and can see again those dark, slanted eyes, the silky black hair, even if he doesn't know that Kokonoi has bleached it.

And Kokonoi would be afraid. Afraid of getting too attached to him, of having to push him away because of his work. He would be so afraid of meeting Seishu that he would never do anything but send anonymous packages. He wouldn't want him to know what he's been doing, or with whom, not even about how dirty his hands are, how rotten his heart is.

The last and only shred of humanity that would remain in him would be Seishu.

I'd like to think about a reunion for the sake of my sanity or the opposite.

Perhaps in Seishu coming home at night, after staying up in the middle of the night fixing a motorcycle. In the middle of the empty streets, he is attracted by some whimpering coming from an alley, where Kokonoi would be bleeding from a gunshot wound.

Kokonoi would think he was delirious with the figure of Seishu. He would raise a red-spattered hand to caress his face, while Seishu would go crazy trying to pick him up and get help. Seishu would take him home when Kokonoi pleaded they couldn't go to a hospital or they would definitely kill him.

Who knew what trouble he would have gotten into, but Seishu would take care of him.

#@meyers #tokyo revengers #hajime kokonoi #seishu inui #kokonui #inukoko #kokoinu #inui seishu #kokonoi hajime #kokonoi angst #tokyo revengers headcanons #@meyerswrites #bonten arc #bonten #sanzu haruchiyo #—asks🌸

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Four Hobbits Wood, Astin, Boyd, Monaghan In Rare ‘LOTR’ Reunion At FAN EXPO New Orleans in January

It has been more than 20 years since Elijah Wood, Sean Astin, Billy Boyd and Dominic Monaghan first took the film world by storm as the “four hobbits” in the original The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring in 2001. Now the four get together at FAN EXPO New Orleans, set for January 5-7, 2024, at the Ernest N. Morial Convention Center, to greet fans, pose for photo ops and sign autographs in a rare full reunion of the actors who portrayed “Frodo Baggins,” “Samwise Gamgee,” “Pippin Took” and “Merry Brandybuck,” respectively, in the popular trilogy. Additionally, FAN EXPO New Orleans announced today that popular guest Bruce Campbell (The Evil Dead, “Burn Notice”) will also attend the show.

Wood, Astin, Boyd and Monaghan will also participate in “The Four Hobbits: An Unexpected Reunion,” a special premium live show on Saturday, January 6 at 7:30 p.m., during which fans will have the opportunity for further interaction with the stars at this exclusive evening of stories, questions, discussions, hilarity and more. The once-in-a-lifetime Backstage Pass package includes an in-person Autograph and Photo Op with all four Hobbits plus a Gold Ticket to the reunion event.

Tickets for FAN EXPO New Orleans and the “Four Hobbits” reunion event are available at https://fanexpohq.com/fanexponeworleans/four-hobbits-unexpected-reunion, with a variety of individual single day, 3-day and Ultimate Fan Packages to choose from.

Following the LOTR trilogy, Wood has gone on to success in many areas of the entertainment industry. His record label, Simian Records and film production company SpectreVision/Company X have spearheaded numerous critically acclaimed projects, and his more than 120 film and television credits attest to his passion for his craft and enthusiasm to express his creativity.

In addition to the “Samwise” portrayal, Astin has demonstrated his innate ability to share his heart with the world through such iconic roles as “Mikey Walsh” in The Goonies, the title character of Rudy, and “Bob Newby” in "Stranger Things 2," roles that epitomize hope, determination and loyalty. Sean's recent feature films include the award-winning thriller Adverse (2020); the family comedy Hero Mode (2021); Charming the Hearts of Men (2021); and the 2022 comedy iMordecai.

The Scottish-born Boyd also had roles in Master and Commander: The Far Side of the World, On a Clear Day and The Flying Scotsman. He has appeared in popular television series like “Outlander,” “Grey’s Anatomy,” “NCIS: Hawaii,” “Snowfall” and others, and in many iterations of the LOTR franchise, including video games. He has done voice work on numerous productions as well.

Monaghan has appeared in more than 50 productions and is known to many as “Charlie Pace” in the hit NBC series “Lost,” on which he appeared in 77 episodes. Some of his other featured roles have included spots on X-Men Origins: Wolverine in 2009 and ABC’s “Flash Forward” that year. He was recently the lead in the AMC+ series “Paul Sarno.”

Campbell first gained notice for his portrayal of “Ash Williams” in Sam Raimi’s Evil Dead franchise, appearing as the character in numerous films and series including the original 1981 movie, time-bending Army of Darkness in 1992, last decade’s “Ash vs. Evil Dead” series and others. He is also well-known for a long run in the hit USA Network series “Burn Notice” and last holiday season starred in the Hallmark Channel movie My Southern Family Christmas.

The LOTR cast and Campbell join an already impressive autograph area that includes Danny Trejo (Machete, The Book of Boba Fett), the "Daredevil" tandem of Charlie Cox and Vincent D'Onofrio, Katee Sackhoff (Star Wars’ “The Mandalorian”), Jon Bernthal (“The Punisher,” “The Walking Dead”), Sean Gunn (Guardians of the Galaxy, “Avengers: Infinity War”), the “Charmed” duo of Holly Marie Combs and Rose McGowan, Peter Cullen (Transformers), Jason Lee (Vanilla Sky, Almost Famous); Linda Hamilton (The Terminator franchise, Dante’s Peak), Jeff Ward (“One Piece,” “Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.”), Peter Weller (RoboCop, The Adventures of Buckaroo Banzai Across the 8th Dimension), Felicia Day (“The Guild,” “Supernatural”) and many others. Fans can see the full list of celebrities at fanexpohq.com/fanexponeworleans/celebrities.

FAN EXPO New Orleans features the biggest and best in pop culture: movies, TV, music, artists, writers, exhibitors, cosplay, with three full days of themed programming to satisfy every fandom. More guest news will be released in the following weeks, including line-up reveals for comic creator guests, voice actors, and cosplayers.

FAN EXPO New Orleans runs January 5-7 at the Ernest N. Morial Convention Center. Show hours are Friday 3 - 8 p.m., Saturday 10 a.m. - 7 p.m., and Sunday 10 a.m. - 5 p.m. Tickets start at $28 during the advanced prices window until December 21, and begin at $38 from December 22 through the end of the show; 3-day passes and VIP packages also available at fanexpohq.com/fanexponeworleans/buy-tickets. More information and updates can be found at fanexpohq.com/fanexponeworleans.

New Orleans is the first event on the 2024 FAN EXPO HQ calendar; the full schedule is available at fanexpohq.com/home/events/.

#lord of the rings #comic con #new orleans #fan expo #hobbits

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Dear Professor,

In order to provide players with a better game experience, we will be performing server maintenance for Neural Cloud on September 12, 2023.

You will not be able to log into the game during the maintenance and the exact end time may be subject to change.

Maintenance Time: 2023/9/12 18:30 - 20:30 (UTC-8)

Maintenance Type: Server Shutdown Maintenance

As always, please see the above images for details or read the text breakdown under the readmore below:

[Contents]

- New Doll -

★3 Doll - Jiangyu

・ Class: Warrior

・ Company: Cyber Media

- For a Limited Time Only -

▼ Elite Search

・While Elite Search is open, the ★3 Dolls available are limited to the 4 featured Dolls. For exact details, please check the in-game [Neural Search] probability notice.

[Duration] 9/12 After Maint - 9/19 18:29 (UTC-8)

▼ [Inverted Mordent Resonance] Limited-Time Rerun

・During this period, Professors can attempt event stages and complete event missions for event-limited rewards.

[Unlock Conditions] Clear Rossum Sector Standard Mode Stage 1-12

[Duration] 9/12 After Maint - 10/3 18:29 (UTC-8)

[Reward Collection Deadline] 10/10 18:29 (UTC-8)

[Special Explanation]

・As the rerun event will be available on a clean slate, any progress you may have made during the previous event won't be carried over.

▼ Targeted Search - Fleeting Befogged Dream

・The probability of obtaining the ★3 Doll Jiangyu will be increased.

[Duration] 9/19 18:30 - 10/10 18:29(UTC-8)

▼ Special Search

・While Special Search is open, Professors have one chance to use Quartz to "Search 10x", with a guarantee to obtain at least 1 ★3 Doll!

[Duration] 9/19 18:30 - 9/26 18:29(UTC-8)

▼ Limited-Time Event - [Joyful Reunion]

・You can attempt event stages and complete event achievements and missions for rewards.

[Unlock Conditions] Clear Cyclopes Sector Standard Mode Stage 2-15

[Duration] 9/19 18:30 - 10/10 18:29 (UTC-8)

[Redemption Deadline] 10/17 18:29 (UTC-8)

▼ Targeted Search - Echo of the Earth's Core

・The probability of obtaining the ★3 Doll Hatsuchiri will be increased.

[Duration] 9/19 18:30 - 10/3 18:29 (UTC-8)

▼ Targeted Search - Seeker of Radiance

・The probability of obtaining the ★3 Doll Sueyoi will be increased.

[Duration] 9/19 18:30 - 10/3 18:29 (UTC-8)

▼ Neural Cloud Projection - [Otium] Series Limited-Time Rerun

[Duration] 9/12 After Maint - 10/17 18:29 (UTC-8)

▼ Neural Cloud Projection - [Unbridled Heroism] Series

[Duration] 9/19 18:30 - 10/17 18:29 (UTC-8)

▼ Furniture Set - [Warm Soiree]

[Duration] 9/19 18:30 - 10/17 18:29 (UTC-8)

▼ 7-Day Sign-in Event - [Seaside Shades]

・Over this period, you can obtain Avatar Frame [Summer's Oceansong], Furniture Piece [Holiday Beach Umbrella] and other generous rewards from [Seaside Shades] by signing in consecutively.

[Duration] 9/20 05:00 - 10/4 04:59 (UTC-8)

- New Content -

▼ Neural Cloud Projection

・[Unbridled Heroism] Series: Jiangyu - [Angler's Sweep] (Live2D), Fresnel - [Cloud Strider] will go on sale in the Neural Cloud Projection section of the Supplies Shop.

▼ Furniture

・Furniture Set [Warm Soiree] can be purchased from the Supplies Shop.

▼ Arma Inscripta

・Florence - Sweetheart Aphrodisiac

▼ Neural Fragment

・Uranus's Neural Fragment will be available in the Supplies shop.

- Limited-Offer Packages -

▼9/12 After Maint - 10/11 04:59 (UTC-8)

・「Special Exploration Permit」

▼9/12 After Maint - 9/20 04:59 (UTC-8)

・「Stage Lights Search Pack」

・「Stage Curtains Search Pack」

・「A-la-carte Fragment Pack」

・「Arma Inscripta Pack」

・「Reconfiguration Surprise Pack」

・「Summer Foam Material Pack」

▼9/19 18:30 - 9/27 04:59 (UTC-8)

・「Dewmorn Search Pack」

・「Misty Morn Search Pack」

・「Special Offer Search Pack」

・「Summer Foam Furniture Pack」

・「Summer Foam Algorithm Pack」

▼9/19 18:30 - 10/10 18:29 (UTC-8)

・「Jiangyu Neural Expansion Pack」

*All packs can be purchased through the Shop, which can be accessed by going from the Main Screen → Supplies → Packs.

- Fixes -

1. Fixed certain issues with the texts and UI.

Once the server maintenance is complete, we will send you a mail with Quartz Sand*150 attached. Please stay tuned to our official social media accounts for any updates, and thank you for your understanding and cooperation.

[Neural Cloud] Operation Team

#Tbh tumblr is the ideal place for these announcements. especially thanks to the readmore the formatting is *perfect*#but Mica Team probably doesn’t even know Tumblr exists -_- le sigh #I appreciate everyone who follows this little exercise in vanity especially if this is somehow your main PNC news source #neural cloud #project neural cloud #neural cloud maintenance notice #neural cloud patch notes #neural cloud updates #pnc #girls' frontline #gfl #anime games #gacha games #mobile games

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