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pathetic-sapphic · 5 months

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Hi! Is it ok if u can do how the arcane milfs would comfort their fem s/o after a nightmare? I need softness 🥲

Also, your writing always makes me happy! Keep up the amazing work 💓

Arcane milfs when their S/O has a nightmare

Although SEVIKA sleeps very deeply, she is always hyperaware of your movement and breathing. As soon as she feels you sitting up in bed, your breathing sounding frantic, she's up too. At first, Sevika is looking around wildly, trying to spot the threat. She always insists on sleeping on the side facing the door, so she can protect you in case it's ever needed. When she doesn't find anyone, her eyes land on you and her heart breaks. You look so fragile, trembling like a scared animal. Her go-to method of comforting you is always physical touch so she wastes no time in picking you up. She lifts you and sets you in her lap, wrapping her strong arms around you and gently rocking your body. Sevika presses a kiss against your sweaty forehead and lets you cling onto her, always your rock and support whenever you need her.

''Babe! What's wrong, what happened?! Hey, what... what's going on? Don't cry, babygirl. Hey, it's okay. Can I hold you? Okay, c'mere. It's okay, I've got you. Shh, you don't have to say anything, let me hold you for a bit, we can talk later. There you go, just relax. I'll protect you.''

As soon as she senses movement next to her, GRAYSON is sitting up in bed, wondering what's going on as she rubs the sleep out of her eyes. She's met with the sight of your back turned to her and for a second she thinks you're asleep. But that's before she notices the way your shoulders are shaking and the way you're trying to keep your sniffles quiet. Grayson grasps your shoulder gently, turning you around to face her. She feels heartbroken when she's met with teary eyes and trembling lips and wastes no time before gathering you in her arms. She holds you so your head rests against her chest, hoping that the sound of her heartbeat will help soothe you. Grayson's voice whispering sweet nothings into your ear as her gentle fingers play with your hair really help you calm down and drift off into a dreamless sleep.

''Oh, darling. Come here, lay your head here, just like that. It's alright, you know I'd never let anyone or anything hurt you. Just relax, I'll always be there to hold you when you need me. I love you, so so much and I'll never leave you. Go back to sleep, I'll make sure to keep the nightmares away.''

CASSANDRA is at a loss. The way you're tossing and turning while you mumble what sounds like pleas and apologies is breaking her heart. But should she wake you up? Hold you? Try to talk to you while you're in the midst of a nightmare? When she notices that the nightmare isn't loosening it's grip on you, Cassandra starts gently caressing your hair while softly whispering in your ear. She's pleased to see your body relaxing in response to her touch and voice so she continues holding and talking to you until you're completely calm. She takes this moment of peace to properly admire you, caressing your soft lips with her fingers as her eyes focus on the lovely slope of your nose. When she feels herself getting sleepy, Cassandra leans in to press a goodnight kiss on your forehead before drifting off with you in her arms.

''Shhhh, my love. I'm here now, it's alright. No need to cry, I'm not going anywhere. There we go, just like that, my lovely. Relax, nothing can hurt you here. Such a beautiful girl, I wish you could always look this peaceful. Sleep well, beloved, I'll be right here.''

Similarly to Sevika, AMBESSA springs up in bed as soon as she hears you let out the smallest sound of distress. She always keeps a dagger under her pillow and is ready to protect you in a heartbeat. She's confused when, instead of any outside threat, she is met with your crying face. Ambessa puts her weapon away and sighs in relief before wrapping an arm around your shoulders. She makes you recount your nightmare as she holds you in an embrace. She makes you do this so she can explain to you why that would never happen and how she'll protect you. Ambessa is still unused to being vulnerable and soft but she cannot resist when she sees your crying face. When you finish retelling your dream, she cups your face and presses a comforting kiss against your forehead before laying you back down. She keeps a protective arm over you as you both drift off, vowing to never let anything happen to her sweet girl.

''What's going on? You had a bad dream? That's all? Ah, you gave me quite a fright. Hey, don't cry, I don't like seeing your cute face all sad and teary. Come on, lay back down. Oh don't look so scared, do you really think I'd let anything happen to you? Good girl, sleep now. I'll protect you.''

#arcane #arcane x reader #arcane headcanons #sevika x reader #arcane sevika #grayson x reader #cassandra kiramman x reader #ambessa x reader #ambessa medarda x reader #arcane grayson x reader

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ctitan98official · 3 months

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@weepingwerewolfssombretuden-blog : what about the ladies from RE8 with a SO who is as loyal as a dog, but also a women magnet

Ooh, that’s a good question! Let’s find out!

Alcina:

An accurate representation of the Alci pout. She is very dramatic, people. If she’s got to suffer, so does Y/N. She’ll say she’s not pissed, but we all know better than that. Constantly fluctuates between insecurity and full out rage. She’s not proud of it, but she has sent her daughters on a few hunts where the targets were women who had been shamelessly flirting with Y/N. Of course, now that Y/N and Alcina are in a committed relationship she is a lot less possessive. However, there are still times where her jealousy gets the best of her and she decides to have an “extra snack” every now and again.

Donna:

As precious and cute as Donna is when she’s giving Y/N the evil eye… Never mind it’s actually pretty terrifying. You best believe the doll maker would not hesitate to throw hands at anyone, however, she does tend to prefer to use her brain to outsmart an opponent. Her effortless charm, her quick wit, and a complete command of all of the dolls and hallucinogenic spores on her property, pretty much keep people from wanting to get on her bad side. She’s only once actually given a flirty woman a bad vision, but like, that’s honestly on Y/N. Donna was having a bad week and Y/N forgot to fill her Trintellix prescription. It happens, okay?

Miranda:

Listen y'all, it should come as no surprise that Miranda can be fucking scary when she wants to be. She’s also very calculated. She is not necessarily a jealous type, but if she feels, or has evidence, that something that belongs to her (Like Y/N) is trying to be taken away… Let’s just say Miranda is literally an evil genius and the sky is the limit with how horrific she could make the punishment. Just don’t come for Y/N and you won’t have your eyeballs scooped out. Seems like a reasonable request to her.

Bela:

So, Bela likes to think of herself as refined and sophisticated just like her mother. The only problem is that Bela is eternally petty. Like, to the bone. She still brings up the time when Dani borrowed her hairbrush and didn’t put it back in the right spot. (She literally said that she wanted it put back at a crisp 45 degree angle on her dresser. Like, ma'am? We doing math now??) If she thinks that a woman from the village or a maid in the castle likes Y/N, they are immediately dead to her… No joke, she’ll just off them right there.

Cassandra:

Out of all of the RE8 ladies, Cass is the most physically violent, possessive, territorial, lovesick, etc. You get the picture. Typically, all it takes for a woman who’s flirting with Y/N to back down is a demonstration of how skilled she is with bladed weapons… If that doesn’t work, she can’t be held responsible for what she does next. I could definitely see her parading Y/N around the castle and the village like they’re some sort of prize and telling everybody that Y/N belongs to HER… She warned ya. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Daniela:

Dani can’t imagine a world where her and Y/N aren’t together… In fact, she refuses to even entertain the thought. Y/N means everything to her. I think it’s safe to say that she is definitely the most romantic of the sisters, however, she can be a little over the top sometimes. Also, reading these epic romance novels where characters are so in love that it’s literally most of their personality, isn’t really helping the situation. She can go psycho-cuckoo-bananas at the drop of a hat if she sees ANYONE getting too cute and friendly with Y/N. Rest assured, she will bring the drama and intensity if she feels a need to.

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charlessmiths-wife · 2 months

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CASSANDRA DIMITRESCU HEACANNONS

because nobody but me gets her. she's mine. what I say about her is correct I'm right and everyone else is wrong.

** joking, obviously. these are my own personal opinion. some of these hcs are NSFW... but none of them are too explicit ** they’re also mostly x reader

UNDER THE CUT

-> she's nowhere near as evil or sadistic as people make her out to be.

-> yes, she's a sadistic murderer, she's a Dimitrescu... after all, it's in their... blood?

-> she is the huntress of the Dimitrescu name. but that doesn't mean she hunts any and every human who gets in her way... sometimes when a maid fucks up minorly she just, yknow, moves on.

-> sure, she'll scowl and roll her eyes, making some kind of sarcastic comment about how "poor" the help has gotten - but she usually won't resort to murder over something small.

-> however, if the maidens crime is bigger OR if its been a while since her or her family have fed... then the poor maid can count on them becoming her next meal.

-> and she does find s sick sense of thrill in it, undeniably. i can't and won't try to argue with that.

-> she's incredibly protective of her family... especially Daniela.

-> many people portray Bela as being constantly worried about impressing her mother, and whilst this is true... I'd risk to say Cassandra is actually more worried about it, in a way. Canonically, Cass is the one Lady D calls upon for help in getting rid of Ethan... so I imagine she feels a lot of responsibility to defend them. when she fails to do so, this results in her becoming insecure she's let alcina down.

-> just so so SO cold to you when you first meet her 😭

-> and it’s gonna take her a while to open up properly… so if you’re lucky enough to get close enough to be even somewhat of a friend, then even at that - it’ll be a solid 6-8 business months before she even CONSIDERS properly opening up

-> but once she does, I do think she’s capable of being emotionally intelligent

-> I will say that this especially will take a while (after all, one of the cons of dating someone who murders people for sport is probably a lack of emotional maturity) but it could definitely happen

-> though only with people she cares about

-> she’d still be an asshole to everyone else (my asshole though)

-> do I think she could grow to be a good listener though? 100 fucking percent

-> LIKE JUST IMAGINING VENTING TO CASS AND HER SOFTLY HUMMING WHILST RUBBING YOUR BACK STOP

-> do I think she’s big on physical affection in general?

-> not particularly

-> like I feel like she enjoys it least out of the three sisters, with Dani enjoying it the most and Bela also growing to love it with time

-> I’d say Cass more so enjoys quiet moments of physical affection, small examples of pda such as hand holding or a kiss on the cheek she’ll tolerate, but unless she’s looking to show who you belong to, she typically won’t go for big acts of affection in public, and even at that the most she’ll usually go for is a kiss.

-> in private, she can be cuddly, but again - not as much as her sisters

-> I also do personally disagree with the idea Cassandra Dimitrescu is sex mad. I disagree with this for all the sisters, personally, but especially Cass. She enjoys it, yes- but I don’t think it’s the be all and end all for her.

-> However, she does enjoy it, and I reckon she does have some solid enough experience.

-> and trust me, once she’s spent enough time sleeping with you? I’d risk to say sex with Cassandra Dimitrescu would be so good it would be a damn near spiritual experience

-> (you just know she prioritises making her partner feel good.)

-> plus she deffo does aftercare. and I refuse to accept otherwise. She may be a murderer but she cares x

#resident evil village #re village #re8 #resident evil #cassandra dimitrescu #cassandra dimitrescu x reader #x reader #dimitrescu sisters #Cassandra!!!#the loml #I plan on doing this for the other sisters #feel free to request for any of them at any time!

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muffinsin · 3 months

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Hi may I ask for how the sisters would respond to a maiden who struggles to care for herself well. Such as skipping meals on accident struggling to keep up with hygiene and overworking themselves? And maybe how the sisters would help or maybe them caring a bit more for the maiden in general. Fluff is my stuff

Absolutely! :)

Let’s get into it!🫶

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Bela

Bela is very aware of nearly all that is going on around the castle

Not only business transactions and intruders, prey and her sisters causing ruckus

No, but she also knows of all that goes on with the staff

Not that she cares all that much about them, she merely wishes to prevent an uprising of some foolishly brave individuals

And then, there is her family

She is incredibly aware of everything happening around or with her loved ones

Whether Alcina has changed her perfume

When Cassandra has been too distracted to eat

When Daniela ate someone she wasn’t supposed to

Or, in your case, multiple things

Bela allows it to slip the first time she notices you accidentally skip a meal

No problem, she just brings you one and reminds you about it- firm, but gentle and loving

Then, it happens again

And again

She keeps bringing you the food, but it’s as though you are too caught up to even notice you should eat

Still, ever the doting girlfriend, Bela ensures you do take a break from your work to have some of the food she’s brought

Bela is absolutely not shy to play dirty. She’ll play all the cards necessary to have you eat and drink

She’s one of your superiors, and will order you eat and drink, and take a break to do so, as a last resort

However, Bela also notices you decrease to find the time to look after yourself

Of course, she is one of the first to notice due to her advanced sense of smell

And while she can be with you in the morning long enough to ensure you don’t forget brushing your teeth- even does it herself when she feels particularly doting- and has other members of the staff running about to prepare a bath, the evenings are different

By the time you return to her room for the night, you’re spent

She barely has a moment to talk to you until you’re cuddled to her chest and passed out from the exhaustion

Not even can you brush your teeth, let alone have a comforting bath

Not that you have the energy for it either, even if you remembered to do it

She knows, this won’t do at all

Bela has very high authority around the castle, being next in line right after her Mother

As such, her word is law

Upon having a look at the schedule of the staff, she is shocked to see your name this often

Why are you assigned nearly all the work?

Tidying,

Scrubbing,

Organising,

Reordering,

Polishing,

Serving

Of course, Bela takes immediate action upon seeing this

Is this the reason you’ve been too exhausted and busy to eat or look after yourself properly?

You’re quite confused to hear your schedule has changed…drastically, from the next day on

You now have been assigned breaks in between, one every two hours, and are to work to wash plates in the kitchens just before your lunch break

How…convenient

Additionally, you no longer work until late at night, but precisely when Bela tends to finish her work

You can’t help but grin at this- does that mean you get more time with your girlfriend?!

Bela doesn’t let on that she is the one responsible for the changes, although she will not lie when asked about it

She simply adores your excitement, and smiles when in time, the bags under your eyes disappear and your slightly hallowed cheeks fill healthily again

She still can’t help but dote a little, subtly of course

Such as when she instructs you to have your food with her, a well earned break for both of you in the castle gardens

An opportunity for you to get out and get some air- a privilege not many staff members share- as well as a way for her to ensure you’re eating

You’re left with more time in the morning for Bela to ensure you brush your teeth, even to cuddle in the bathtub for a little while before she must too start working

In the evenings, you are lively after a long day with her

You’re full, well fed and cozy in the bath Bela likes to draw you

She likes to spoil you with candles and rich flavours of soaps, and especially enjoys washing your hair for you

With Bela by your side, she ensures you are always healthy, no matter what

Nothing wrong with a little doting, she figures

Cassandra

Some might say she is a little- unusual- in her approaches to things

A little bold. A little manic, even

She disagrees, naturally

Perhaps it’s for you to judge. Perhaps not

Cassandra immediately notices when something is up with you, even before you do

She insists, you can’t hide a thing from her

She’s merely drinking from you when she notices you taste a little different

A little, weaker

You’re missing the nutrients you should be having

Additionally, you don’t smell as clean as normal

Naturally, she asks you about this. It’s important to her that you eat

Additionally, a little hypocritical as it may be, it is important that your hygiene is good

She knows, hers is…lacking

What else is to be expected from her, after hunting all day, gutting and chasing, rolling around in the dirt and sticking to the moldy cellars?

But you?

You’re human. She doesn’t want filth on you

She wants you squeaky clean to avoid any infections

Bless her, Cassandra knows how easy they spread in the castle

Despite not doing so herself- not needing to- she has always insisted with you:

You are to eat three to four meals a day, more if you feel hungry

The portions for the staff are hardly enough to satisfy on most days, she knows

You are to wash your hands after every hour, even more so when you could have come in contact with anything bloody

In fact, she would prefer you wear gloves

And lastly, she wants you to take baths every day, at least once a day

She knows how easily you bruise. How often your knees are irritated when you kneel. How clumsy you can be

She will not allow a cut or wound to infect

No matter her own spin on it, you are to be squeaky clean

Of course, she notices when this isn’t the case. More and more often

She notices your fatigue, so much so that she refuses to drink from you anymore:

Cassandra doesn’t want to risk weakening you some more

She immediately seeks out the grand chambermaid, and demands your schedule is changed

She will not take “no” for an answer

Of course, your schedule is to be changed

And not only that, but you notice you are treated- oddly. As though you received some sort of promotion

People greet you happily and with waving hands,

Often you are reminded to eat along with a plate of delicious food

Your cleaning items are prepared for you right on site, so you don’t need to retrieve them in the first place

And it seems, you now only face tasks you enjoy

No more of the annoying ones that leave your body aching. No more working for hours without break

You face the work you like to do, and have an hour until you receive a 30 minute break

At lunchtime, it’s a 60 minute break

You’re quite confused

Ah, but no, you did not receive a promotion

It seems, a very angry and sadistic bug woman complaining on your behalf is enough to scare everyone into good manners

Nobody dares to a thing that might upset Cassandra further

It has been made clear that she was unhappy with their performance already, and any minor slip ups might mean a visit to the basement

You don’t notice, and Cassandra doesn’t bother correcting you

You feel oddly respected, and smirk when people make way in the hallway

Surely this isn’t because of Cassandra walking behind you

As agreed, and with her help, your hygiene and eating habits go back to normal

Cassandra appears at times during the day, content to have a snack from your throat again and praise you for eating healthily

You grin at her every time, and each time she presses a small kiss to your bruised throat before she leaves

Before bed, Cassandra ensures you receive baths

While she isn’t quite too fond of sharing a bathtub, for even the largest make her feel claustrophobic after a short amount of time, she enjoys to stay by your side as you wash yourself

To hear about your tales of the day,

To smirk when you proudly announce you are shown respect now because of this and that which “you” have done

She doesn’t bother correcting you

She enjoys watching her little human practically beam with confidence and eagerness

Daniela

Daniela has, unbeknownst to her, made you a little dependent on her, in various aspects

Especially as of late

As it comes to eating, you usually only remember because of her

After all, it’s Daniela who comes to find you and shares her snacks with you all the time

Daniela who likes to snatch some bread and some fruit from the kitchens whenever she passes it, to bring it to you as a gift

As such, you never forget to eat

How can you, when she looks so adorable, beaming up at you after bringing you bread she’s found you?

She always makes sure you know, you need to eat

As it comes to hygiene, it’s similar

Daniela is very clingy, and often you simply mirror her

When she brushes her teeth- something she only really eagerly did once you got her a toothbrush of her taste- you follow

It’s relaxing, to simply mirror your hyper girlfriend and not need to worry about remembering such things yourself

Daniela has you covered

She loves bathing with you

While she isn’t a fan of the water, per say, she enjoys the closeness it offers the two of you

And again, you must not remember to bathe; for Daniela all but drags you to the bathroom whenever she feels like cuddling in the warm water

Of course, there’s also the work aspect

You’re just bound to take healthy breaks when you have a clingy little fly-mutant by your side and demanding your attention

Daniela, unbeknownst to her, makes you take breaks every few hours

Her body on top of your lap when you cuddle gives you an excuse to sit or even lay down, and her content purrs and vibrations they cause do wonders to keep you relaxed

In a way, it’s Daniela who is keeping you very healthy. Fed. Clean. Calm

However- she has been a little more on the busy side in the past days, having been tasked with various things

No longer can she steal food for you as often, as Cassandra is keeping her busy all day with her hunts

And no longer can Daniela stop by whenever she wants to tell you of the latest book she’s just started reading

Instead, she is too occupied listening to Bela talk about the wine business (or not listening, really) and attempting to take some of it in

And likewise, Daniela is often unable to have a bath together, or brush your teeth together in the morning, when she is made to help her mother pick out the colours and shapes of various fabrics for curtains, dresses, tablecloths and other on, all for an upcoming ball

This makes it difficult to keep up the good routine you have

Too focused on your work and with the lack of an energetic, happy redhead by your side, it’s easy to forget to eat

You’ve grown far too used to receiving her snacks, and while she still brings you some, they are by far not- and have never been meant to be- enough to keep you satisfied

You are supposed to have a proper meal too, after all

Ah, and without her eager hands tugging you away to cuddle, kiss, walk about and what not, it’s far too easy to lose track of time

Minutes turn to hours

And hours are spent working without a break, day after day, until Daniela at last is released from her duties for the day and can seek you out

“My poor little human!”, she coos upon noticing you’ve been working so much again

In the evening, she takes extra care to feed you and massage soap into your skin

She playfully scolds you for some time, yet as days drag on, Daniela notices the issue

It isn’t merely a phase, a phase of being too busy to eat

You genuinely struggle with remembering it

As such, Daniela immediately interferes

While she ensures less tasks are given to you, she also likes to take a more personal approach

You can’t help but smile at the many little slips of papers that litter the castle now

“Eat!”

“Don’t forget to eat, my love”

“There’s fresh bread in the kitchens!”

“Make us lunch at 12:00, my knight”

“Brush your teeth”

“Check the new soap in the hall of ablution”

And, it is not futile

You smile whenever you find such notes, usually littered where she knows you will find them

Daniela grins when she asks about your day and you tell her, you’ve eaten, brushed your teeth and hand, washed your face and had a few snacks

#cassandra dimitrescu #daniela dimitrescu #bela dimitrescu #resident evil village

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thelibrarian1895 · 18 days

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Bats and Time Travel

First, a disclaimer, I have only some minimal level of Booster Gold knowledge.

That being said, I'm going to go out on a limb and say that detective work isn't his strong suit, or the strong suit of most time travelers. Why would it be when they can just peak into the past and see what happened? So when something comes up and it's less straightforward than obvious bad guy needs a beating, Booster is at least smart enough to get expert help. On occasion that expert help has to go through time with him. He has to be very careful with this because no one wants another Flashpoint and he doesn't want to clean up any time shenanigans. The same goes for any other time related incident.

Bats are, of course, the go to for anyone who needs expert detective assistance. You can generally just grab any Bat and they can fill in as a detective though some are happier about it than others. Some are also more suited to time travel than others.

Batman works out well enough. He can be more or less trusted not to go off and mess with the timestream and cause some sort of catastrophe that takes forever to fix. Things get a little dicey if any case brings the Bat around Gotham or near one of his kids in the past. It becomes an exercise of restraint for both involved because B very much wants to go to his child and protect them/lecture them/hug them depending on the timeframe or at bare minimum loom over them. Booster has to sometimes physically get in the way to stop this. It doesn't always work. B is at least polite enough to fix the mess. Batman has trouble with alternate universe or alternate timeline adventures since he has to so often beat other versions of himself up and comes back extra broody. His family appreciate when he gets to the self reflection and determination to improve part after he's done brooding.

Nightwing is good to work with during time related incidents. Very professional, very cheerful, but still kept out of Gotham and very reluctantly kept from his past self because Nightwing really wants to give his past self a pep talk more often than not. Nightwing has, however, written letters for his past self that has resulted in a few branching new timelines or a mess that he was polite enough to help fix. Nightwing is allowed on alternate universe adventures which lets him give those pep talks to himself that he knew he desperately needed/wanted at those various ages.

Red Hood is not allowed on time travel cases because Jason has poor impulse control and has on more than one occasion killed someone who would commit a terrible crime in the future and ended up causing decades worth of a mess that needed to be cleaned up. He is responsible enough to fix his own messes and is only allowed now in alternate universe adventures. He's good at alternate universe adventures and they've helped him remember to rely less on hearsay and more on solid evidence.

Red Robin is Booster's favorite to work with because the kid can be snarky if caught in the right mood and the worst he has to worry about Red Robin when it comes to damaging the timeline is Red Robin taking pictures of various incidents. Red Robin is also polite enough to direct all attention Booster's way which appeases Booster's attention seeking nature. This is how Tim has the best collection of Batman tripping on his cape pictures and other similarly embarrassing incidents of his friends and family. Tim is allowed on alternate universe adventures and again returns with more pictures that his friends and family can't prove aren't them. He is developing an alternate tim support group to try to prevent additional gun batmen timelines. And, as he tells his brothers on occasion, so he can have intelligent conversation with family when Cassandra is away.

Black Bat would be Booster's favorite to work with except he's extremely intimidated by her, even more so than he can be by Batman. She has deliberately allowed herself to be seen in the past on occasion and those sightings in certain conspiracy forums as a cryptid. She's very proud of it. She is also a cryptid in other alternate timelines but is no longer allowed to go to alternate timelines after she has had to be restrained from adopting/kidnapping alternate versions of her younger self or her siblings.

Spoiler is also not allowed on time travel cases for the same reason as Jason, poor impulse control. She may have set off glitter bombs that resulted in a timeline mess almost as impossible to clean up after as the glitter. Her ability to help with alternate universe adventures is under review because, again, glitter bombs.

Robin aka Damian has worked in a timestream case once and came back with a dodo bird. Booster is glad that the kid allowed himself to be persuaded that there wasn't enough room to bring back the mastodon. He is not allowed to work on timestream cases until he can be trusted not to come back with extinct species. He is also not allowed to go on alternate universe adventures after he came back with another dragon bat he has named Desdemona.

Signal takes advantage of timestream adventures to fact check the crazy nonsense his siblings have told him. Booster likes the kid well enough and the invisibility does make things easier at times. The only reason he's not Booster's preferred Bat is because Signal is more naturally charismatic and people pay more attention to him than to Booster and also Signal needs to work on his confidence in his detective skills. He gets migraines dealing with alternate universe adventures and so tries to avoid them when possible.

Alfred has gone on ONE timestream adventure. Booster does not speak of the adventure. Alfred will just smile slightly if asked. Alfred is not allowed on alternate universe adventures because the Bats in his home universe get sullen and withdrawn without him and at least one kitchen fire will occur. His alternate selves are also possessive of their respective kitchens and do not appreciate intruders, even if the intruders are themselves.

#bruce wayne #tim drake #batman #jason todd #batfamily #dick grayson #damian wayne #stephanie brown #batfam #alfred pennyworth #booster gold #dcu #dc comics #cassandra wayne #duke thomas #signal dc #red robin #red hood #nightwing

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writinginacafe · 18 days

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Gold and Shadows, part I

Azriel couldn't help but feel that happiness affected everyone but him. And he thought it was highly unfair. During his whole life, there were only two women whom he really wanted to have an intimate relationship with and both of them were happy with other people. And yet both of his brothers have found the loves of their lives. He felt left out, alone and blue.

But then he realised he wasn't the only one feeling this way.

What will happen if two broken souls finally meet? Is there a possibility that a special bond could be created between them?

Word count: 1073

Warnings: None to this chapter

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Azriel hasn't seen this girl before. He was pretty sure that he would have remembered her. Or maybe not. He hasn’t been paying attention to any female except Mor and then Elain for quite a long time. But both are happy now. Morrigan is living her best life travelling with Cassandra, her girlfriend—and to his surprise, her coming out wasn’t as big of a shock to him as he thought it would have been—and Elain... He sighed at the very thought of this beautiful, delicate woman that he, according to some opinions, wasn’t enough for. Oh, how desperately he desired her love and affection! But she’s with another now. And she’s awfully happy with him.

His huge, scarred hand tightened on a whisky glass a bit too much. He despised the mental image that the thought of Elain and Lucien brought him every time he dared to let himself come back to the memories of this precious girl. Her smile, her gentle hands, the way her cheeks blushed. She was perfect, so soft and innocent. He wanted to protect her, listen to her, look at her. Kiss her and touch her. But she was out of his reach.

And there he was, trying to listen to his friends babbling about something that seemed only mildly interesting to him, downing yet another glass of whisky, and trying to find comfort in the burning sensation the goldish liquid left on the walls of his throat as he watched an unfamiliar girl setting up a display in the window of a bookshop. He could have sworn it was the first time he saw her in Velaris, and doing what he did, he kept a keen eye when it came to details. These golden shimmers in the brown hair were new to him. He could very clearly see them from a short distance, and he couldn’t help the curiosity growing in his mind. It has been a while since a new face showed up in the city.

“… then I told her that Azriel would like to take her out and dance with her in the rain with his shirt off, right, Az?”

Not paying any attention to Nesta’s words, hearing only his name, Azriel murmured something that could have sounded close to “Of course.”.

“I also heard he likes to dress in Amren clothes when no one looks,” Cassian said. “Tell me, Az, which dress is your favourite? Is it the black one? Or the sexy red one?”

Still, not paying any attention, Shadowsinger mumbled something again. He was too busy watching the movement of long, slim fingers putting the books on cartoon shelves, to acknowledge his friends were trying to get his attention. There was something magical and hypnotising about the way the girl’s hands were moving. He couldn’t take his eye off them.

“We could keep this going, you know,” a sudden elbow nudge brought Azriel back to reality. “But it’s no fun when we have no response”.

Az looked at Cassian with annoyance, not sure what his brother was talking about.

“What?” he growled, moving a bit further away from Cas and his devilish smirk.

“You haven’t heard the word we said, right?”

Shadowsinger moved his eyes from Cas to Rhys and then to Feyre. The woman smiled lightly.

“It’s Iris,” she said, pointing with her chin at the bookshop and suddenly abandoned window. “She moved here from the Dawn Court a month ago.”.

As much as he wanted to say he didn’t care, he listened carefully.

“Did she move here alone?” asked Nesta, sipping on her lemon water.

“She lost her family in the war with Hybern.”

And as the conversation continued, he once again looked in the bookshop’s direction. The lights were off and there was no sight of anyone inside.

“Azriel, are you even with us tonight?”

The Illyrian man sighed.

“Of course, I am,” he said, eyes drifting away from the books on the display.

“Haven’t gotten any in a while, have you?” Cassian made a move to nudge him again, but Az was faster. He used his own elbow to push away Cas’s arm and shot him not a very friendly glare.

The truth was, Cassian was right. Azriel hadn’t been with a woman in a very long time, but he didn’t understand why this, not-very-glorious part of his life, was being mentioned. He was quiet and moody this evening but to be honest, he was quiet most of the evenings, especially recently. His family knew that he still hadn’t gotten over Elain moving in with Lucien, even though none of them decided to talk about it openly and loudly. They knew him and they knew there was this special spark between him and the middle Archeron sister. The spark that died along with her moving out of Velaris.

He wasn’t heartbroken, at least he thought he wasn’t, but it hurt him, still. He needed time to get over this hole that had been created in his chest; to get over himself. And he definitely didn’t need his love life being discussed on the forum.

“Maybe Iris is not the best choice,” Feyre said, completely unbothered by Azriel’s facial expression. “She’s new, she needs friends, not a one-night stand.”.

Something inside of him twitched, making his heart itchy. These words weren’t supposed to hurt him, he knew that, because he knew Feyre, but he couldn’t help this sudden sadness strolling through his body.

A one-night stand? Is that all he could be to a woman? Just a short overnight episode?

“How do you know her, anyway?” asked Cassian and Azriel felt completely invisible to his own friends. He has learned to keep his feelings to himself way too well and now, when he in fact needed someone to notice his struggle, no one looked hard enough to see it. They were used to him and his stone-cold expression. He did this to himself.

“Our High Lady is highly involved in the citizens' lives,” that saying, Rhysand kissed his wife’s temple, and she smiled wildly in response. The love was in the air. They were practically glowing with it and as happy as Az was for them, he was also incredibly jealous that happiness touched everyone but him.

He didn’t even want to focus on their conversation anymore. He drowned in his thoughts and his world. Dark world, in which he was surrounded by his shadows only.

#acotar #a court of thorns and roses #acosf #acomaf #acowar #azriel #azriel shadowsinger #azriel acotar #azriel spymaster #fanfic #fantasy #fanfiction

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eddieandbird · 1 year

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Cassie

Summary: You and Eddie are pregnant with your first kid and trying to pick out a name

A/N: YES I FINALLY WROTE SOMETHING !! -Bird

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“How about Edwina?” You said in between bites of peanut butter you scooped right from the jar.

“Because of my name? Isn’t that kind of…” Eddie sat beside you scratching his head. “Corny?”

“Don’t be a jerk, Munson. It’s sweet,” You rolled your eyes as you rubbed away at your belly. “What did you have in mind then huh?” He chuckled and looked off into space to think.

“What about Cassie?” When those words left Eddie’s mouth, it was as if chimes played in your head.

“Cassie! Oh, I love it, Eddie. Cassandra Munson,” You cooed as your eyes looked down at your bulging stomach. The baby gave a few kicks to your spine, but you took the pain as a sign of her approval.

“Cassandra? No, Babe, that’s not her name,” He scoffed and shook his head before placing his palm over your protruding belly button. “It’s going to be Cassette,” He sighed dreamily, tracing tiny hearts all over your tummy. You shot him a disapproving look.

“Cassette? What the hell, Eddie?” You spoke through another mouthful of peanut butter.

“Yeah! Cassette Tape Munson,” He smiled and opened his arms up as if to say “What do you think?”

“It’s clever, my love, but…” Your words began to trail off in response to Eddie’s smile falling. “Don’t you want our daughter to have, I don’t know… a normal name?” You shoved your spoon into the jar and attempted to set it down on the coffee table in front of you, but your stomach was quite the obstacle these days. Eddie noticed you struggling and set down the jar himself. “Thank you, Love,”

“What is a ‘normal’ name anyway? Who wants a boring name like Eddie? I sound like I should be a car salesman,” He shook a hand through his unruly black curls.

“I think your name is beautiful,” You pouted and not a second later, his hand reached up to cradle your chin. You leaned your face into his hand, rubbing your cheek into his palm affectionately.

“I’m sorry, Baby. I didn’t mean to make you sad. You’re probably right. Baby Cassie would probably be bullied in school over a name like that. I’ll let you choose. I’m sure whatever you pick will be beautiful just like her,” Eddie placed his other hand back on your stomach. In response, the baby kicked directly where he was holding you. “Woah… If she ever did run into a bully, they’ll be sorry. She’s got strong enough legs, she could probably decapitate them with one kick!” He knelt down to pepper kisses on your belly. “God how cool is that? There’s a whole person we made in there. Any day now she’ll be running around this house and driving us crazy,” You giggled in response.

Your heart fluttered seeing how excited Eddie was about his first kid on the way. You thanked God, the universe and any higher power that helped give Eddie to you. You knew it with every fiber of your being that there was no one else you’d want to raise a child with. This whole time he has hardly let you lift a finger. Anything you needed, Eddie found a way to get it to you. You would wake up some nights starving and in pain and Eddie would get up right away to buy you food. You were so well taken care of. These were thoughts that raced around your head before you spoke up and said:

“You know what. I kind of love it,” You sighed.

“What was that, Dear?” Eddie looked at you like a soldier awaiting orders.

“Cassie. Cassette. I actually like it,” You giggled before bringing his hands to your lips for kisses.

“That settles it I guess,” he chuckled. “Cassette Tape Munson, I can’t wait to meet you,”

#eddie munson #eddie x fem!reader #eddie x reader #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson fanfic

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rainnybear · 6 months

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ROTTMNT HEADCANON TIME!!

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Leonardo

He/Him

Gay MLM

Heterochromia (Left eye blue, right eye red)

Fawn Stress Response

AUDHD

PTSD

Leo gets understimulated and overstimulated (Donnie carries noise cancelling headphones for him and Mikey shares his fidget toys)

Inferiority complex

Swiftie

Rants in Spanish when overwhelmed

Speaks spanish when overtired or sick

Insomnia

When Leo can’t sleep and wants company, he goes to Donnie’s lab and watches him work

Constantly feels like an annoyance

Takes sleeping meds

Fear of abandonment

Reads ao3 when can’t sleep

Medic of the team, hyperfixated on biology when he was little and it didn’t go away

An absolute baby when sick

MLP fan

Has nightmares and flashbacks about the Krang fright and tries to pretend he doesn’t

Donatello

He/Him

AroAce

Heterochromia (Right eye blue, left eye red [opposite from Leo’s])

Freeze Stress Response

Lots of scars from working on his tech

Gets overstimulated

Blasts music in his lab at 3am

Speech therapy when he was little

Weighted Blanket

Goes nonverbal

Sound sensitivity

Black nail polish

Michelangelo

He/They/It

Panromantic Asexual

Blue Eyes

Flight Stress Response (I don’t think that’s even a hc)

Makes stickers and patches

Can’t tie his mask correctly so it always looks messy, used to always fall off before he got used to tying it

He gets understimulated

He has a backpack filled with EVERYTHING (More things fit in it than they should and it confuses the hell out of the others)

Sound Sensitivity, whenever it’s too loud, he gets more quiet and sad and holds onto one of his brothers, he gets overwhelmed and touching people around him helps but it feels worse if too many people are touching anything other than his hands

Gender unlabelled

Raphael

He/She

Pansexual

Bigender

Dark Brown Eyes

Fight Stress Response

Anxiety

Autophobia (Fear of being alone)

Loves to play dress up

Claustrophobia

Splinter

He/Him

He can’t tell the turtles apart without their masks and that’s why he gave them masks in the first place

April

She/Her

Lesbian

Loves Minecraft and Animal Crossing

Cassandra

Nonbinary

She/They

Lesbian

Casey JR

Knows Spanish because of Leo

Knows medical stuff because of Leo

PTSD

He/They

Has nightmares about the future

Loves garlic bread

Disaster Twins

They help eachother when overstimulated

They clash together sometimes because understimulation + overstimulation does not mix

Donnie likes to act like he doesn’t care about Leo but he’d be an absolute mess without him

Donnie is Leo’s favourite sibling

When Leo can’t sleep and wants company, he goes to Donnie’s lab and watches him work

Sometimes Leo falls asleep on him and he’ll complain about it in the morning but he lets Leo sleep because he knows he isn’t getting enough and he’s just glad he’s finally sleeping

PB & J

They clash together sometimes because understimulation + overstimulation doesn’t mix very well

Donnie carries fidget toys for Mikey (Mikey doesn’t wear his bag during battle which is where all his fidget toys are)

Mikey is Donnie’s favourite sibling

Donnie and Mikey talk about their hyperfixations/special interest(s) together

Portal Duo

They were Pokémon kids and played Pokémon together, they shared a card collection and sometimes argued over the cards, they are now under Leo’s bed, they still play every once in awhile

#rottmnt #rottmntleo #tmnt #tmnt 2018 #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt donnie #rottmnt raph #rottmnt mikey #rottmnt april #rottmnt splinter #rottmnt cassandra jones #rottmnt casey jr #rottmnt headcanons #tmnt headcanons

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practically-an-x-man · 18 days

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Your OCs have to trust one of my OCs to give them a tattoo! Who are they picking, and why?

Ooooooh, I like this! Very fun!

Rae: Ember, probably. He seems fairly responsible, even if she hasn't actually tried tattooing before, so Rae is reasonably sure they'd do a bit of research and follow sanitary procedures for the most part. The tattoo design itself doesn't matter as much, she just doesn't want an infection.

Robin: Eric, for no other reason than that he seems like a calm, mature guy and would take things seriously instead of using it as an opportunity for a practical joke. She's a performer, after all, a stupid or badly-done tattoo would only cost her good roles.

Madison: Athena - and hear me out. It's not that she trusts her, but she knows she has medical experience and that might help avoid some serious pain or infection. Besides, if Madison's getting a tattoo, she might as well go all-out - like accentuating the natural marks of her mutation with patterns and mosaics of the same color - so she needs someone with a steady hand, and who isn't going to flinch at Madison's pain.

Ophelia: Siv, for two reasons. One, she knows Siv more personally than she does your other OCs, so she'd trust her a little more despite them being a total wild-card. And for another... she's sure Siv has given themself or their friends a few tattoos, so maybe they've got at least a little practice?

Gia: Jay, just because he's about the only one gentle enough for her to outwardly trust with something like a needle. Maybe she could work up the courage to let Kayla have a go... but only if this is after they've spoken and bonded a little.

Jasper: Cory, just because they share similar styles and Jasper figures they'll like whatever design Cory picks.

Kestrel: Arya, because Kestrel is honestly not sure how their skin (as a shapeshifter) would take the ink to begin with and maybe a fellow Fae/changeling will help things go right

Katherine: Reggie, because xe also has vitiligo and would know how to work with it when it comes to tattoos (not that another person couldn't do research, but... you know what I mean). Plus, it could just be an excuse for them to bond, which could be fun.

Quinn: Honestly... she wouldn't care. She's gotten much better tattoos and much worse tattoos, so this is nothing lol.

Eris: Also doesn't really care. Pain and infection is negligible, and even the tattoo itself will only last a matter of weeks/months before their regeneration fades all the ink away (they won't admit it, but they're a little jealous of Rick's tattoos), so they could literally pick a name out of a hat at random and it wouldn't matter.

Nikoletta: Cassandra, largely because getting tattooed involves a lot of close contact with her skin and she'd want someone who's immune to her shadow-touch just to be safe (since she's not sure what kind of impulse reaction she might have to the needle)

Jimmy: Cannot get a tattoo in the first place, by virtue of being a ghost, but... if he absolutely had to figure something out, maybe Hailey?

#my friends!!!#answered asks #my ocs #jasper wilson #ophelia octavius #oc quinn/aces #madison douglas #oc kestrel #rae mckinney #robin cassidy #oc katherine johnson #gia pantazis #oc eris #nikoletta bordeaux #jimmy luciano

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chiliiscereal · 2 years

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What I want for ROTTMNT season 3

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. The same structure of episodes

I liked when they were 14 minutes long, with 2 parts to each episode. I liked that each episode was different. It was enjoyable! Nickelodeon should keep it that way (except for finales of course)

. April and Donnie

Their whole dynamic (platonic or romantic) is so well written and it makes me laugh every time. I want more moments with them! I want shenanigans, hazmat suits, failed experiments, the works!

. Christmas episode or beach episode

I just want them all to be happy tbh. Low stakes, very sweet episode. Maybe see Donnie’s fear of beachballs. Maybe one of the turtles (probs Raph) was scared of Santa as a kid or maybe he goes through a whole episode trying to figure out what to get everyone. It would be so enjoyable.

And of course the boys would get new swimsuit outfits. And for the Christmas episode they’d spend the whole time in matching Christmas pajamas.

. Why Todd is considered a villain

He was considered “as bad as they come” by the gargoyles, and I have a feeling it wasn’t just a comedic mistake. Todd also has his own forge and survived a KRAANG APOCALYPSE! How?? Surely there’s secretly another side to him.

. How the turtles met April

Seriously, we never learned how they met her. I just want a sweet turtle tot episode where we see how their dynamics are formed and Aprils parents thinking they’re imaginary friends. I want sneaking around, splinter not realizing they’re friends with a human, popsicles, baked treats, and lots of trouble. ALL OF IT!!

. More Señor Hueso

I just love how he interacts with Leo. Maybe we get to meet his son who is supposedly going to be out through “bone college” because of all the pizza they buy. I bet he and Mikey would get along.

. Them fangirling over the fact that Lou Jitsu is their dad

I feel like they accepted it too easily, you know? I want questions, I want to know what happened to Splinters mom, and I want Hamato Clan lore!! I would also like to see how splinter adjusted to raising the boys and coming to terms with being a rat. It had to be hard. Maybe even find out what happened to the rest of the Hamato clan!

. The evil dentist

I just know we were gonna get an episode where he tries to go after Raph’s tooth. It was hinted at near the end of his episode. Raph maybe hides it from his brothers and tries to handle it on his own but they eventually figure it out and help him and he learns he doesn’t have to do it all on his own.

. No Venus and Jenika

I’m sorry but Nickelodeon needs to explore other dynamics and find a way to make their introduction feel natural if they’re actually going to do it. I’m sorry and I know it’s unpopular but I think we’d all hate it if they did it wrong. If they’re introduced it needs to be the right way and after Nickelodeon stops ignoring the existing family.

.MORE CASSANDRA MORE CASSANDRA

I just think she’s cool 😎

Also her and Raph would be good sparring buddies I believe. Also she should get anger management with Dr. Delicate touch

. ALL THE MISSING EPISODES WE WERE DENIED AND BARON DRAXUM AGAIN (being a lunch lady)

^ it speaks for itself :3

I’d also think it would be funny if he made friends with a little kid and he accidentally landed himself a job as a babysitter and he takes it cause he needs more money. He finally let’s go of the yokai vs. humans shenanigans

AND WE NEED THE EPISODE WITH MIKEY BEING RESPONSIBLE FOR THE TURTLE TOTS

. Also I’d love an episode where someone (either jerk blond girl or Dale) accidentally gets a picture of the turtles without realizing and they have to try to get the phone and delete it

. April denying that she wants a prom date and the boys all try to find her one. Then when they don’t find anyone and they can tell April is disappointed they all show up for her in human disguises

. The day April gets accepted to that college and the turtles have to cope with the fact that they now won’t see her every day

. More witches

. An episode on Karai and how Shredder came to be through her side of the story

And last but not least:

An actual season 3!!!

Nickelodeon, wake up and see how amazing this show is!!

(If you guys have any other ideas or things you want to see please let me know because funsies)

#rottmnt #rottmnt leo #rottmnt donnie #rottmnt raph #tmnt #rottmnt mikey #rottmnt movie #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rise of the tmnt #trending #rotttmnt season 3 #netlfix #nickelodeon wake up and see how good this show is

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icarusignite · 1 year

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An Eye for an Eye (part 13)

A/N: Fancasting Morgana from Merlin as Cassandra Baratheon :P Comments and reblogs are appreciated, I love hearing y'alls thoughts <3

Word Count: 2652

All chapters: MASTERLIST

Aemond landed in King's Landing, cursing profusely. His tunic was soaked from the wound in his side and blood trickled sluggishly from the bite on his arm. It did not help his foul mood when he was told that he had to report to the king immediately. He swore again, this time at his brother, for who did he think he was, ordering Aemond around like a dog? As if Aemond didn't already shoulder enough burden carrying the King's responsibilities while he lost himself to his cups and his whores every day. He pressed his fist to his side and made his way to the throne room.

"Your Majesty," the words were bitter in Aemond's mouth.

"What news from the Baratheons? Have you secured Prince Jaehaerys's betrothal?" Otto spoke up.

"I'm afraid there has been a situation grandsire. We can no longer rely on the support of the Baratheons. Lord Borros is dead and his daughter sits on his throne now. She has chosen to ally herself with Rhaenyra," Aemond responded.

Otto's lip curled with distaste, "A child leads the Baratheons now and you could not even secure an alliance with her? She would be even easier to bargain with than Lord Borros. How could you accept this betrayal."

Aegon chose this moment to have an outburst, his words slurring slightly, "That whore of Dragonstone is stealing my allies? Who does she think she is? Go back to Storm's End brother and win the Baratheon girl over. Tell her you'll marry her or something."

"You know I cannot do that," Aemond's jaw clenched.

"Ha, why not? Is it because of that whore's daughter? In case you forgot, she is the one who abandoned you. She is a whore like her mother and she has likely already replaced you. You might as well do the same and gain your brother more allies!"

An image of Daenys flashed in Aemond's mind, unbidden. He remembered seeing her back in Storm's End. He wondered if she had been sparring with a knight or perhaps some other lowborn fool with whom she was having a dalliance. It sent a bolt of anger through him, bright and hot. She really was just like her whore mother; she was a bastard returning to her roots. He closed his eyes in exasperation because he did not wish to hear all his worst fears spoken aloud from Aegon's drunken mouth. Just when he was about to give his brother a scathing reply, his mother rushed into the room. He tensed further, wondering how she would express her disappointment.

"Aemond you have returned. Do we have a betrothal set?" Alicent questioned.

"Your foolish son failed `to draw up an agreement with a mere girl. There is to be no betrothal, no alliance," Otto spat and Alicent flinched.

Aemond opened his mouth to protest, to explain that Daenys had been there and that there was more to the story but he thought better of it. That would lead them to believe that he still cared for her. That he had allowed her presence to distract him from his task. That he had returned empty-handed because of her. Otto would tell him that he should have just slit her throat right there and be done with it and his mother would give him that mournful betrayed look that said that he cared more for his wife than his own family. It was better that they just thought him incompetent enough to not have been able to strike a favourable deal with Cassandra Baratheon.

Before Aemond could say anything, Alicent's sharp eyes caught on the way he clutched his side and she let out an exclamation, "Aemond you're hurt."

Aemond only grunted slightly, "It is nothing Mother, do not worry. Just an arrow."

"Nonsense. We must get you to a maester at once," Alicent then looked toward Otto defiantly. "Further discussions can wait until my son has been tended to."

"Always the favourite child weren't you brother," Aegon's disgruntled voice echoed after Aemond as Alicent led him away to his chambers.

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Daenys and Cassandra were still sitting in the courtyard when a knight came rushing up to them with urgent news.

"There is a man here claiming to be your cousin, my lady and he demands to speak to you. He...he does not look very happy," the knight bowed while he spoke.

Cassandra's spine straightened and she stood, giving Daenys's arm one last pat of consolation.

"Tell him I will be with him shortly, and make sure my sisters are secure. You never know what anyone is thinking anymore," she commanded, every bit the ruler she was meant to be.

Daenys smiled wryly at her indomitable friend, "Here come the men now, clamouring for your throne."

"And they will be dealt with accordingly. I will not allow anyone to take away my birthright!"

Daenys reached out to squeeze her hand, "I know you do not need me, but if it is alright with you, I should like to accompany you."

Cassandra gave her a gentle smile, "I'd like that."

In the castle's throne room, they were greeted by a gruff-looking man. When he caught sight of Cassandra, he bowed. Cassandra looked surprised as she took her seat on the dais but she nodded at him to approach. Daenys on the other hand stood to her right, slightly behind her. She kept her hand near her sword in case she would need it. One never knew when such meetings became messy.

"Lady Cassandra. I have come to offer my sincerest condolences on the passing of your father," the man proclaimed.

"Yes, Cousin Richard. It is indeed a tragedy. I thank you for your condolences and I hope I can count on your continued support," Cassandra returned regally.

"Yes yes. Your father was a beloved companion of my father, kin almost as close as brothers. He would want me to continue to support you. In fact, what better way to do so than as your husband? Now that you are the lady of the house, you will be in want of a husband no doubt and suitors with all sorts of malicious intentions will flock to the castle," Richard continued, a sly grin spreading across his face.

Cassandra stiffened, "I assure you I am not seeking a husband for now. I have other responsibilities to fulfill and I must think of my sisters' futures before establishing my own like that."

"Yes, but you must hurry. It is imperative that you take a husband soon so that you may properly establish your leadership."

"I don't see how marrying someone will have any impact on my leadership Cousin?"

"Well...er... you see, no one will take you very seriously will they? I mean no disrespect, my lady, it is just the truth plain and simple. A husband will back your claims and stand by you in front of the people. No one would dare question your authority then."

"You mean no one would dare question my husband?" Cassandra arched an eyebrow.

"Well, I suppose that is true, in a manner of speaking. But the husband's duty would only be to provide assistance and support. I offer myself up for this humble task. I have no ambitions of my own, only to see my house flourish and to aid the daughter of my dear departed uncle."

"No ambitions of your own? You say this and yet here you are, scheming and plotting to become Lord of Storm's End?" irritation crept into Cassandra's voice.

Richard blanched and frantically shook his head, "No my lady. I would never. I simply wish to be of service."

"Very well then, thank you for the offer but I am afraid I will have to decline," Cassandra stated firmly, hoping to dissuade him.

"You cannot decline such a gracious favour. You will only get older and you will no longer be of any appeal to anyone. Any other man who asks for your hand will only be after your title!"

"As opposed to you who is not even remotely after my title?"

"No, I am not. It is disrespectful of you to even suggest so. Lady Cassandra, I thought you were a wise woman who would be open to taking advice but I see now that you are just a foolish little girl who has no idea what her responsibilities are."

Cassandra slammed her fist down on her seat's armrest before standing abruptly, "I will not stand for being insulted in my home. Leave at once Cousin before I have you thrown into the dungeons!"

A flash of something vicious flashed across Richard's face before he schooled his expression into one of benevolence. Before he could open his mouth to respond, there was a disruption in the hallway and Floris ran blindly into the room, chased by her older sister Ellyn. Floris crashed into Richard and finally stumbled to a stop. A slow grin spread across his face as he firmly placed his hand on her shoulder and looked up at Cassandra.

"Well, if you are in no mood to choose a husband for yourself, I would happily marry your sister instead."

Daenys unsheathed her sword and took a menacing step forward, which made Richard take a step back, gripping Floris's shoulder even together, using her as a shield.

"Unhand my sister at once. She is but a mere child. What makes you think I would betroth her to you?" Cassandra raised her voice.

Richard's eyes swept the room with a hungry leer and eventually landed on Ellyn who was standing a few paces away, "Then perhaps you will betroth me to another sister. Any one will do. You will get nowhere without my support Lady Cassandra."

"No, you will not be marrying anyone here Cousin."

The hand on Floris's shoulder tightened enough that it made her whimper. Richard bent down and brought his face close to hers, "You will marry me won't you Floris? Help out your sisters and do your duty. They will be thrown out if you don't!"

Floris's eyes filled with tears as she tried to wrench away from his grasp but he only pulled her closer.

"Say yes Floris! Do it for your sisters! They will die if you do not!" Richard's voice echoed throughout the room.

"Enough!" Cassandra thundered, "stop bothering my sister. You are scaring her."

Cassandra strode toward the two and pried his hand off her sister's shoulder before gesturing to the knights nearby to seize him.

"You will regret this! You will regret not accepting me when they come for you. You are not fit to rule. That seat, that position does not belong to a pathetic woman like you. Even your father didn't think any of his foolish little girls were fit for it. It's why he always lamented the lack of a son, didn't he?" Richard bellowed as the knights pulled him away.

"Take him to the dungeons. A few nights spent there will cure him of his rebellion," Cassandra commanded.

Once Rochard was out of sight, she crouched down low and pulled her younger sister into her. Daenys finally approached them slowly, not wanting to disturb them.

"I am sorry. I should have done something when he took ahold of her," Daenys whispered.

Cassandra shook her head resolutely, "No, thank you for not doing anything. He needed to see that I am more than capable on my own. I need to be capable. After all, I will not have you with me all the time to fight my battles."

Daenys looked on helplessly, as she watched her friend brush her fingers through her sister's hair, trying to comfort the little girl but she still shook like a leaf and her tears did not stop.

"I--I was scared he was gonna take me away," Floris wailed.

"Hush now. Why would he take you away? No one will take you away," Cassandra soothed.

"The man, he was going to take me away like that prince from before tried to take away Princess Daenys."

Daenys knelt down beside the two sisters, gently placing her hand on the younger girl's shoulder, "Well, you saved me back then didn't you? So I would have saved you if someone tried to take you away. We're friends, aren't we? Friends always save each other."

Floris sniffled, "Promise?"

Daenys smiled, "I promise."

Cassandra watched the princess thoughtfully, "Daenys would you take her?"

"Take her? Take who? Floris?" Daenys was perplexed.

"Yes."

"Where would I take her?"

"Back to Dragonstone."

Daenys's eyes widened "Why would I take her there? Besides, I'm pretty sure she'd rather be here, with her sisters, where it's familiar."

"Yes, but she'll be safer in Dragonstone. Away from here, where someone might hurt her. And I'm not sure I'll be able to protect her every time."

"I'm not sure Dragonstone will be any safer. My mother has enemies. That means assassins, mercenaries, and death at every corner."

Cassandra's jaw set stubbornly, "Please. Please do this for me. No one there will be looking to hurt her specifically. I fear I have made many enemies and my relatives think I have usurped a position that was rightfully mine. They will come and they will want to hurt my sisters to bend my will. I cannot put Floris in harm's way. She is so young."

Daenys sighed, "Very well if you absolutely wish it, it would be my honour to have her at Dragonstone. I promise to do everything to keep her safe."

"You're sending me away?" Floris finally spoke.

"Yes. You have to go with the princess alright. You're not safe here at home," Cassandra replied.

"But I don't want to go. I want to stay here with you."

"Floris..."

"No! No, you can't just send me away. Was it because I fought with Ellyn? I promise I won't fight. I promise I'll mind my manners, just please don't send me away."

"I'm sorry Floris but it's the only way to keep you safe," Cassandra's heart broke at the sight of her sister's mournful expression.

"NO! Please please please, I want to stay with you."

Cassandra stood abruptly, holding back her own tears, "I will ask to have your things packed. You leave with Princess Daenys this evening. There will be no further discussion."

Daenys watched her friend leave and then turned her attention to the wailing little girl, "It won't be so bad. I promise. You'll get to ride on a dragon. And there are so many dragons on Dragonstone."

"But...but dragons are scary."

"Well, they can also be friendly. My dragon is called Silverwing and she's the loveliest creature you have ever seen. And she is always very calm. You'll like her, and she will like you."

"Are you sure?" Floris rubbed her eyes with the back of her hand, her tears slowing down.

"Yes, of course. And I have a younger brother back home who is about your age. His name is Joffrey and he has his own dragon too. It's little like him, and you. I promise you'll have lots of fun there."

"Boys are mean. What if he makes fun of me?"

"Joffrey is a sweet boy. He wouldn't do that. I'm sure the two of you will be good friends in no time," Daenys ruffled Floris's hair affectionately.

"But I will miss my sisters. How can I have fun when I'll miss home?"

"I'll bring you to visit. I promise. Every time I come back to Storm's End, I'll bring you with me. You will get many many dragon rides. Doesn't that sound nice?"

Floris sniffed morosely, "Well if I must go, you have to bring me back to see my sisters often. And you can't let your dragon eat me."

Daenys laughed then, "I promise. And my dragon doesn't eat people so you're perfectly safe."

"You also can't let your brother's dragon or any other dragon eat me either!"

"My brother's dragon is too little to eat you!"

"And the other dragons?"

"Alright Floris, I won't let any other dragon eat you either," Daenys sighed.

"Not even that giant one that the prince brought with him, the one he was going to take you away on?"

Daenys's amicable smile slipped from her face. She placed her hand on Floris's cheek and thumbed away the remaining tears.

"Especially not that one. You have my word."

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annonniiiiieeeee · 1 year

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Leo falls asleep in the most random positions, in the most random places. As an insomniac and Leo kinnie I do in fact make the rules

He most certainly does.

But what happens when they find him?

Mikey gives him a blanket and (depending on the position) a pillow and lets his big brother rest.

Donnie’s a 50/50 chance. One is if the position looks extremely uncomfortable Donnie will attempt to move him somewhere better or at least straighten him out. He also get him a blanket and pillow. The other half he was staying up as well and has fallen asleep with Leo in there awkward position.

Raph picks him up. Just scoops him up and carried him to his bed. He’s been doing this since they were kids so he’s gotten pretty good about it. Right now he has a 86% chance of getting Leo to bed without waking him. Donnie is about a 74% chance unless he can scoop them up together. They never wake up if they stay together.

Splinter. When Leo was younger he used to pick him up. Now if the position looks comfy he lets the boy rest if not he goes and gets Raph to carry him.

April takes a picture of his sleep position of the day before getting him a blanket and pillow.

Casey if he finds Leo napping it is obviously now nap time. He settles in next to his mentor. It starts out as him guarding Leo so no one interrupts his rest. In the resistance it was a mirical anytime Leo actually rested so Casey was used to watching over him. But it always ends with Casey slumped on top of him asleep as well.

Cassandra use to wake him up. This was before they knew each other well. Now she stands guard to make sure no one wakes him, especially if Casey is there as well. She feels bad about how she used to wake him up and this is the best way (in her mind) to make it up to him.

His insomnia was hidden at the Tenshu as he was kinda stuck in bed without help so he couldn’t wander around and fall asleep in wired places.

Once the Tenshu hangs sees it though they has a variety of responses

Usagi always tries to carry him back to bed. He doesn’t want Leo sleeping in position that could cause him pain later. He has a 100% rate of getting Leo back to bed. Or so he thinks. Leo wakes up about 40% of the time but fakes still being asleep. His boyfriend is being sweet and in all honesty his warmth mixed with the rocking motion of his steps normally puts Leo back to sleep.

Kitsune sees it as a free nap time buddy. She will grab a blanket for both of them and just flops down next to him.

Gen will attempt to move him if the position is awful. But mostly he lets him rest. He normally finds Leo after someone else has joined the sleep pile and is just like. “If you can’t beat them.” And takes a nap. This might be with the group or if the place is horrific then he will find a comfortable surface nearby/go back to his room.

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mickeymagpie · 3 months

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find the word!

@marypsue tagged me, and gave me the words sharp, take, moon, pile, and dream. I have to see if they show up in any of my WIPs, and then post the snippet they appear in if they do.

1 million 'ctrl+F's later... doing just my two main fic WIPs here because i didn't want to search every document lmao.

From ouroboros, ever hungry, the Rise of the TMNT longfic:

Donatello wakes with a violent jolt, gasping for air that doesn’t come fast enough. He reaches up, presses his palms flat over his tympana, closing his eyes again, shuddering in relief when what greets him is silent and dark. His heart beats a solid reassurance in his chest, as he gets his breathing under control. He’s still here. He’s alive. He’s alive. And, perhaps more importantly, he’s alone. Not in the room, of course, but there’s nothing in his head except for his own abating panic, and the fading remnants of the dream.

“Listen, Case, I know you said it’s’all good, but I’m jus’ saying, if you want us to help you beat the shit outta someone, we will,” Leo slurs, because of course his response to the good news was to throw a party, and if there's one thing the resistance is never short on, it's alcohol. “I, for one, wouldn’t ask any questions.” “Your loyalty is noted,” Cassandra says seriously, patting Leo on the shoulder with one hand, and—with grace befitting her ninja training—using the other to slide his tin cup of moonshine out of his grip, smoothly replacing it with one full of water. When she twists her arm back, Donnie follows through with the hand-off. He takes the alcohol further away, out of Leo’s line of sight, before downing it himself.

And the rest from the Gravity Falls triplets fic:

“Bill!” Hands on his shoulders and Bill is shaking, staring at his hands, flesh and bone and skin and fingers and joints and unchanging dimensions too much and too little and he’s bound like this, stuck. He laughs, hysterical, and “Bill, calm down! You’re having a panic attack.” Is he? Is this what panic is? Huh. Funny. Horrible. He hates it! He doesn’t want it anymore! Take it away, folks! Bill realizes he’s still laughing, hyperventilating, words and questions and curses entering his mind but none of them reaching his mouth because he can't get enough air-- “Just breathe with me, Bill,” Mabel instructs. “Listen. In and out.” Seething, he snaps his mouth shut with the dull click of equally dull teeth, and does as told, matching her exaggerated inhales and exhales second-for-second until the room stops spinning and the heavy thump-thump-thump of his heart against his ribs doesn’t feel so much like a death sentence.

“Why do you care?” Bill demands. “Because--” Ford starts, and then… realizes he doesn’t know. There’s no reason to. No reason he should care what happens to Bill anymore, no reason he wouldn’t be within his rights to leave Bill out in the woods alone. But he can’t do that. Not-- not now. “...I’m not just going to let you get yourself killed out here.” Bill laughs a little, half-hysterical, and steps right up to Ford, lip curling with disdain and anger when he has to crane his neck back to meet Ford’s eyes. “Why not, Sixer? Huh? Why do you care what happens to me? Why haven’t you cut the shit and killed me yet?!” He shoves Stanford backward with both hands. Ford stumbles, almost falling back over a stone. He has to look down to find his footing again, and when he looks back up, Bill’s staring at him sharply, as if anticipating retaliation.

“Ooooh,” Mabel exclaims in one store, beelining for a rack of different colored corduroy overalls. She looks through the sizes, pulling down a set in bright yellow to hold up to Bill. He doesn’t immediately reject them, and the legs look the right length, so she nods, slinging them over her arm with the rest of the current to-be-tried-on pile. She then grabs two more sets in the same size: one pink, and one blue. “Oh no,” Dipper says, already knowing what’s coming as Mabel turns to him with a gleam in her eye. “Dipper, do you know what this means?” “We’re gonna become those kids that teachers can only tell apart when they’re color-coded?” And wow, Bill going back to school with them in September is a super weird and terrible concept to think about.

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theink-stainedfolk · 1 month

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Library of The Dead

The wind chime above the door of the Avant-garde Bibliotheca tinkled when she stepped in. The sound of leather boots plodding against the wooden floor filled the silent library. She went to her usual rack. The rack of the dead. And began to search for Adalberto Crane. A man who died by mysterious circumstances just two days ago. While she was busy searching for his book, a woman in a rich simple blue gown, who had glasses on her nose and had an elegant looking face, a pair of deep blue eyes and had her dull blonde hair tied up in a bun, stood beside her and observed her frantic hands, but calm face.

"Looking for something Piper?" She asked softly "how can I help you?"

"Ele" Her usual tedious tone didn't surprise her. "That's what everyone who knows me calls me. You should too, since we meet each other quite frequently for your liking."

She was trying really hard to hide emotions. Emmett Tingey, let out a breathy chuckle, she covered her mouth to suppress the sound.

"I always feel happy to be around you Pip- Ele. So, what is the reason for this time?"

Ele sighed, her face turning all grim.

"Adalberto Crane. A man in his 50s. Has a very 'loving' family. Large amounts of wealth. He was a ' good natured man.' So basically. Someone, who was least expected to die, has been murdered. For what reasons... No one knows. His son, Albert, suspects his mother, I don't know why but he does. Albina, his daughter, is too afraid, traumatized or whatever to speak. His wife Cassandra can't stop crying. No worker is suspicious, everyone has a witness and an alibi. I don't know what to do. I rarely solve the case with the library's help. But this time, I guess I have to take help. But where the hell is his book? I'm sure I'm at the right section" she said. Emmett listened carefully. However, she had something else to ask.

"Ele."

"Hmm"

"Have you eaten?"

"Yeah.. two days ago.. I'm surviving on coffee and Red Bull." She said without looking at her. She knew what was going to happen next. Ele yelped in pain and surprise when Emmett started pulling her ears and began dragging her to her private room.

"Tsk tsk tsk, people these days think of themselves as some sort of supernatural being. 'Surviving on coffee and Black Bull' if you are fasting because of that stupid case, then let me tell you, it's something that the police should take responsibility for. You aren't a government slave! And even if you are interested in doing this, you should not skip meals. Meals are not worth skipping for anything!! Health is the priority! What would happen if you collapsed while doing the case or something!? " Her voice was warm and relaxing even though she was scolding her. Ele smiled for the first time in three days.

Ele was busy admiring the private room, and stopped focusing on Emmett's nagging. The room had the familiar fragrance of fresh flowers, with a hint of something citrus and of course, Emmett's signature fragrance. As Emmett sat on her chair, she found Ele already sitting in front of her with her hands resting against the wooden table between them, as she stared at her.

"What? Are you listening to me Piper?" She asked. Ele just smiled in return.

"You know.... You remind me of someone..." She said, sadness evident in her voice.

Emmett sighed. "I can't even get angry at you..."

Both of them were enveloped in a comforting silence, eating until Ele asked.

"Have you found it?" Emmett glanced up at her and asked.

"The book of Adalberto Crane or your father's?"

"Both" she answered, finally looking in her eyes. Emmett placed her hands on the table and intervened with her fingers.

"I have Adalberto Crane's book. Many officers and detectives came searching for it." She said, pulling out the book from her drawer and placing it in front of Ele. " About your father..... I searched everywhere but I still couldn't find it. The book should be here! I don't know where it has disappeared. Despite his unexpected and lamentable demise, the book isn't here. Despite the Bibliotheca's tight surveillance, somebody managed to steal it. Or I may be wrong... It could be here and I can't find it. I.... I tried.... And I'm still trying. I'm sorry.... For I must have disheartened you Piper."

She said ashamed of herself. For being able to help her. Ele sighed and placed her calloused hand on Emmett's warm and soft ones. Emmett looked up at her

"I've told you numerous times, Emm~ it's Ele. Piper is used by people not close to me. You are special after all... I've never told anyone my real name except you" she winked playfully. Emmett chuckled and squeezed Ele's hand.

"Why not?"

"It's weird~"

"Oh shut up! It's beautiful!~"

They talked till evening, enjoying each other's company. Because Ele knows, tomorrow will be a hectic day.

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