#which she didn't for now so he doesn't throw shade at her
Text
The condemned willingly serve the gods out of their own sense of guilt, but have they considered that the gods may be unable to bring them the consolation they long for�
ππππ. Sligthly related to the previous post, but even if it's all jokes and laughs, I like the idea that one of the reasons why Dain says this referring to Furina isn't simply to throw shade at her, but because he might be aware that even gods need consolation. So in some way it boils down to "if not even gods can't help themselves, how can they humans?".
#βΰΌΊβ¦ΰΌ»β events to be remembered in blue veins βaddendum.β#I know it's quite popular in the fandom#to have Dain as this god hater#because of what happened in Khaenri'ah#some might even think this even more when Dain criticizes them#but to be fair the things he's been pointing out about#the archons thus far#are what /they/ did or cause with their own hands#and of course they're subjected to criticism#like Ei's ways which could've done definitely better but they haven't#greatly because of her own grievances and sorrow of the past#Zhongli didn't do it in the best way either even if his intention was good#not even Nahida would be free from his criticism if she did something wrong#which she didn't for now so he doesn't throw shade at her#and as much as I don't like Furina#she doesn't look the most self-confident out there#and she'll probably have some tragic background#that makes her act the way she currently does#so I really like Dain having these takes#because it's sensible of him to think#that if gods are subjected to certain grievances like humans#it would be hard for them to give humans consolation#when they're in need of it as well and can't help themselves
2 notes
Β·
View notes
Text
i bet you think about me !!!
*ΰ©β©β§βΛ in which their post break-up era is just them shading each other on instagram and co parenting their cat.
or
for when you know they're thinking about you. Λ ΰΌβ‘ βｑΛ
social media au // lando norris x fem!reader
sequel - i'll be loving you for quite some time βΒ·Λ ΰΌ *
warnings - language. both the reader and lando are petty bitches having a petty virtual stand-off.
author's note - hello!!!!! so sorry for the wait, i've been busy with stuff :/// i really hope u like this <3 thank u so much for reading!!! i love u <3
β‘;- κ° Β°instagram κ±
liked by carlossainz55, pierregasly, lewishamilton and 786,416 others
landonorris happier than ever.
8,927 comments
username THE CAPTION
username oh.
username no bc why did this hurt me.
username my heart can't take it what the fuck
danielricciardo unnecessary caption but alright.
-> landonorris i did not lie though???
username WHY IS THIS HAPPENING
username i haven't recovered from their breakup and now ur telling me that they ended on bad terms??????
-> username no they're fine!!!!!!! this is just lando being silly!!!!!!!!!!!!!
username no bc why THE FUCK is lando out here looking all fine while my girl y/n was seen crying in front of her mom yesterday
-> username weren't there rumours that they broke up bc y/n was committed to this relationship more than lando was????
-> username oh what the fuck
username "happier than ever" like we didn't see u and y/n all those years with eachother
maxverstappen1 π
*liked by landonorris*
username nah bc if i was y/n i would be so hurt by this what the fuck.
-> username imagine going through a breakup after being together for more than 2 years and they post THIS after a WEEK like
lilymhe fake ass bitch
*this comment has been deleted*
username god i love lily defending her wifey
username LANDO HOW AM U SUPPOSED TO DEFEND U LIKE THIS
username no bc my heart's aching for y/n she doesn't deserve this
charles_leclerc need to talk to you real quick.
-> carlossainz55 just a friendly chat!
-> username oh they're maaaaaaad
username im a child of divorce what the fuck
β‘;- κ° Β°instagram κ±
yourusername iβll think of something else your initial can stand for
*this post is not available*
β‘;- κ° Β°instagram κ±
liked by lilymhe, carmenmmundt, danielricciardo and 789,979 others
yourusername blocking him isn't enough when i want to throw tomatoes at his head like he's a medieval criminal
8,926 comments
username PLEASE
username SOMEONE TELL ME THEY SAW Y/N'S LAST POST
-> username NO BC WHEN U TELL U MY HEART BROKE
-> username "iβll think of something else your initial can stand for" do u want me to cry.
username bet lando feels like an asshole after seeing that post π€£π€£π€£π€£π€£
-> username imagine fumbling so hard π€£π€£π€£π€£π€£
lilymhe replace those tomatoes with concrete blocks and we're good!
-> yourusername alright slow down
-> username HELP
username y/n liking all the comments roasting lando but blocking all the ones who are hating on him is actually so personal to me
-> username like girl hates him but only she's allowed to do it
-> username my parents!!!!!!!!! divorced but parents nonetheless!!!!!!!!!
charles_leclerc i can arrange the tomatoes
-> carlossainz55 i can lock him in a room for you to throw tomatoes at him
-> danielricciardo i can stand by and record the whole thing for you to look back on and laugh
-> yourusername i adore each one of you wtf βΉοΈβΉοΈβΉοΈ
username that prev caption hits hard knowing that lando got her a necklace with his initial πππππππππππππππππ
username THE LYRICS TOOK ME OUT OMG
username imagine breaking up with ur bf and seeing that post he posted after you posted a heartbreaking yet wistful post abt him like
-> username ngl that's gonna be my last straw
francisca.cgomes asking pierre to show it to him brb
-> yourusername LMFAOOO PLEASE
username this is so chaotic i CANNOT
username mother is mothering so hard after her breakup
-> username she broke free of the shackles π₯°π₯°π₯°π₯°π₯°π₯°π₯°π₯°π₯°π₯°
*liked by yourusername*
username babe it's okay me and our kids forgive u just come home β€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈ
maxverstappen1 sending this to him
-> yourusername do it no balls
-> username pls she's so unserious i love her πππ
*liked by yourusername*
username i KNOW he looked at this post and cried
*liked by yourusername*
username me when they still post abt eachother but indirectly and with shady undertones π₯°π₯°π₯°π₯°π₯°π₯°π₯°ππππππππππππππ
username i will get over a lot of things but i will never get over y/n and lando breaking up
β‘;- κ° Β°instagram κ±
liked by pierregasly, carlossainz55, maxverstappen1 and 758,989 others
landonorris pov: you're better now π€
7,926 comments
username pov ur a liar.
username lando it's okay honey u don't have to lie
username he said this yk like a liar
maxverstappen1 not me watching you wipe your tears right now
-> landonorris LEAVE ME ALONE
username the way i've been crying since i found out and it's not even my relationship like DAMN.
username lando how does it feel to fumble a bad bitch like y/n π€π€π€
username no bc i KNOW the drivers reallllllllly gave it to lando after they found out about the breakup
username IS THAT Y/N'S CAT
-> username they're co parenting caz πππ
-> username it's weekend with dad ig πππ
danielricciardo pov: you're a liar β€οΈ
-> landonorris choke β€οΈ
username max and daniel really calling him out on his bullshit πππ
-> username as they should
username the way i fell to the floor when the articles first came out abt their breakup
username so y/n WAS committed to this relationship more than he was
username me having a nice day and suddenly remembering the fact that lando once said that y/n was everything he had spent his life looking for and everything he thought he'd never find
-> username I WAS HAVING A NICE WHY DO U DO THIS TO ME
username "pov: you found your soulmate" hahahahahaha!!!! im fine!!!! totally not going crazy over this!!!!!
-> username do u get deja vu
carlossainz55 lies.
-> landonorris blocked.
username need them back together again for mental stability i fear
username they're actually very happy together my delusions told me!!!!!!!
username no way they're just over like that when we could SEE how much they loved eachother like
-> username the articles being all "they had different priorities" NO MF THEY KEPT SAYING HOW THEY COULDN'T WAIT FOR THEIR FUTURE TOGETHER
-> username to the person who wrote those articles, drop the addy i just wanna talk :)
β‘;- κ° Β°instagram κ±
liked by lewishamilton, francisca.cgomes, lilymhe and 779,189 others
yourusername when u know he's gonna think u every time he hears a taylor swift song and it'll make him want to CRY
7,532 comments
username the ultimate revenge
username the way i lit up whenever i see one of them posted but it's literally just them shading eachother like I CANNOT.
username LMFAOOOOO
carmenmmundt he'll listen to lover and it'll make him want to cry
-> georgerussell63 playing that the next time he walks in a room
-> yourusername thank u for ur service carmen's bf
username the way this whole thing is like a tennis match πππ
username ngl this is so entertaining
username couple weeks since they broke up and this is how their post breakup era is going
-> username when they're still so π€πΌπ€πΌπ€πΌπ€πΌπ€πΌ
username they're just being silly!!!!!!!! just a prank y'all!!!!!!!! silly y/n and lando!!!!!!!!!! π€£π€£π€£π€£π€£
danielricciardo can confirm that exile was playing when i walked into his driver's room
-> yourusername HELP OMG
-> username not exile LMFAOO
username why are u so pretty
username post break up glow be hitting different β€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈ
*liked by yourusername*
username women become 1000000x more beautiful everytime a m*n disappoints them
*liked by yourusername*
lilymhe asking alex to make all the playlists just taylor swift babe we're destroying his peace
-> yourusername OKAY SLOW DOWN FOR A MIN
username y/n telling her fans to be kind and lando straight up to ignoring everything does tell u a lot abt them tbh but some people are not ready for that conversation yet
-> username the way y/n and him were FINE after their breakup until he posted with that caption likeeeee
-> username nah bc what if.............HE WAS THE PROBLEM
-> username men need to go back to war
lewishamilton can't wait to see you next week!! roscoe misses his favourite dogsitter!!
-> yourusername missing my buddy so much π€π€π€ see you both next week!!!!!!!
username the entire grid adores her i can TELL
username this is what he deserves
username no bc i know im supposed to sad that they broke up but them posting abt each other indirectly while having the other person blocked is so hilarious
username my y/nlando heart ππππππππππππππππππ
username the grid still being close to y/n is so πππππππππππππ
β‘;- κ° Β°instagram κ±
liked by lewishamilton, charles_leclerc, danielricciardo and 799,186 others
landonorris how i feel every time i hear a taylor swift song and my mind goes straight to her
7,931 comments
username NOT HIM USING HIMSELF AS MEMES
username so who's gonna tell him.
username people who follow both of them πππππ
username lando...babe...
username no bc they DO shade eachother and roast eachother since they broke up but the fact that y/n tells all the ppl hating on lando to "shut the fuck up and get a fucking life" and lando straight up blocks them is so πππππππππππ
username IT'S WHAT SHE WANTS
danielricciardo chuckles knowingly
-> landonorris WHAT DO YOU KNOW
-> danielricciardo NOTHING
-> landonorris WHAT
-> danielricciardo NOTHING OH MY GOD
username smirks
username good.
username yes cry abt it x
username the way "the 1" is literally them LIKE
-> username "it would've been fun if you could've been the one" ππππππππ
-> username CAN U HEAR ME CRYING
charles_leclerc this is interesting
-> landonorris ?
username lando being confused is sending me ππππππ
username y/n fr manifested this πππ
username IM GIGGLING THIS IS HILARIOUS
username someone send this to y/n
*liked by danielricciardo*
maxverstappen1 we get what you mean but please stop playing the 1
-> landonorris none can do sorry
username NOT LANDO PLAYING THE 1
username im so ππππππππππππππππππ
username y/n is chuckling rn i can feel it
lilymhe this is interesting!
-> landonorris WHAT IS
username OH MY GOD
username them shading eachother while having the other person blocked is top tier comedy i cant
username the next race is gonna be so interesting I can't wait π£οΈπ£οΈπ£οΈ
username PLEASE OMG
β‘;- κ° Β°instagram κ±
liked by lewishamilton, lilymhe, carmenmmundt and 1,829,851 others
yourusername i bet you think about me
8,467 comments
username MOTHER
username ATE
username HOLY SHIT OH MY GOD
username step on me please.
username i KNOW he looked at this post and cried
lewishamilton as pierre taught me, slayed the house down with boots or whatever
-> yourusername LEWIS OH MY GOD
-> yourusername but thank u that means sm to me π
username SHE'S SO SVANAKDJDMKSJSJ
username iconic.
username taylor swift always right !!!!!!!!!!
carmenmmundt pretty pretty
-> yourusername yeah you you
username my bi awakening
-> username that's so real actually
username THIS IS PERFECT
username someone thank daniel for showing lando's post to y/n so that we could get THIS
*liked by danielricciardo*
username WOMEN
lilymhe marry me rn idc i loveeee u ur so pretty ahahahaha pls.
-> yourusername babeeeeee i love u sm we're absolutely getting married idc abt ur bf we're eloping
-> alex_albon it's not even noon yet give me a break
username carmen, lily, kika and y/n β€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈ
username YEAH I BET U THINK ABOUT ME
username he DOES think about u
username no bc if i was lando i would be in my knees screaming crying throwing up for her to take me back
-> username real like how will u explain to people that u ended up fumbling a bad bitch
francisca.cgomes GORGEOUS
-> yourusername I LOVE YOU
username "i don't wanna think of anything else now that i thought of u"
-> username DIDN'T SHE POST THAT WHEN SHE ANNOUNCED THEIR RELATIONSHIP
-> username lord i am not strong enough for this.
username kinda missing them together ://
-> username i miss lando panicking in the comments section everytime y/n posted like homeboy was down BAD
-> username frrrr like he was down SO bad it was almost embarassing
username I JUST GASPED OUT LOUD HOLY FUCK
charles_leclerc can confirm
*liked by yourusername*
username I NEED LANDO'S REACTION TO THIS OMG
username both of their pr personnel are having a field day with this
-> username i would not want to be either of them today πππ
username exes beefing is so entertaining i swear im here for this petty bitch fight
#f1 x reader#f1 x female reader#f1 imagines#social media au#fake instagram imagines#lando norris imagines#lando norris imagine#lando norris x y/n#lando norris x you#lando norris x reader#lando norris insta au#lando norris blurb#lando norris angst#lando norris au
3K notes
Β·
View notes
Text
Good Vibrations Two
This AU got a lot more attention than I expected actually hfjdks I'm so glad everyone likes it!
Anyway, here's part two! We get some concert, some peeks at how Robin helps Steve navigate social situations, and a little Eddie having an itsy-bitsy crisis over Steve's fashion choices.
Have fun! And, as always, if you see any typos, no you didn't (especially for this one since I wrote most of it on my phone actually lmao)
----
Steve stares at the shirts laid out on his bed, arms crossed over his chest. Choosing jeans had been easy, but choosing a shirt is giving him trouble. What do you wear to a metal show at the local dive bar for a small-town band in which the lead singer is a long-time and way-out-of-your-league crush that you've been holding a candle for since the first time you saw him laugh on top of a cafeteria table?
You definitely don't show up in a plain black shirt, that's for sure.
The lights in the hall outside Steve's room flicker, switching off and on three times. Steve just barely notices, which means he doesn't get his pants scared off when Robin appears in the doorway, grinning at him while pocketing the key to the front door he'd given her months ago into a messenger bag. "Hey, dingus," she says, striding into the room and flopping onto the bed.
Steve rolls his eyes, yanking the shirts out from under her and laying them once more over Robin's stomach and legs. "What shirt should I wear?" he asks.
It takes a few seconds for Steve to look from the shirts to Robin, and she patiently waits until he's staring at her to say, "Just pick one. Nobody's gonna care what you're wearing."
"I care," Steve says, frowning as he looks back at the shirts. For the aforementioned crush reason, Steve cares very much about the shirt he wears. "What says 'Hi, we've never talked before but your music is the only thing I can hear and I think your hair is in desperate need of quality shampoo and also I've been halfway in love with you since, like, sophomore year'?"
Robin considers the question for a long moment before picking up a red sweater. "This one says 'I'm horny'," she offers.
Steve blinks, staring at the sweater for a few beats before laughing. "But I'm not," he says.
Despite looking at Robin, she happens to angle her head toward the sweater, and her response is lost on Steve. He frowns, waits until her jaw has stopped moving, and says, "I didn't get that."
After Robin first learned about Steve's deafness, he'd been overly anxious about asking her to repeat things. Somehow, it was worse to constantly ask when the person knew he couldn't hear well, if at all. But Robin had never shown annoyance; she'd just adjust her posture, make sure Steve could see her lips, and repeat her words. She does all of this now, and Steve gets to read her joking response, "Yeah, but you will be."
And, yeah, she has him there. Steve huffs and collapses onto the bed beside her, sacrificing the shirts. "I'll need a jacket," he says, turning his head to look at Robin so he can read her response.
Instead of words, though, he sees her face light up, and she jumps off the bed. Steve sits up, watching as she digs in her messenger bag before pulling out a t-shirt. "Remember when I stayed over a few weeks ago? And you let me borrow a shirt? You should wear it!"
Thankfully, Robin waits until she's done talking to throw the shirt in Steve's face. Honestly, he only understood a few words ("remember," "borrow," and "wear") but he's gathered enough context clues to get the gist of things.
He spreads the shirt out, humming at the Iron Maiden design. It's not one he wears often; for the most part, it's a shirt he wears on lazy days at home because of how soft it is. But as he's studying the design, Steve is suddenly hit with a stroke of pure genius.
He quickly changes into the shirt and then grabs a varsity jacket (not his letterman, but one he'd seen at the mall and bought on a whim because it used a nice shade of yellow) off his desk, tugging it on over the shirt but leaving it unbuttoned. After a few more seconds of digging around, he finds sneakers under the bed and tugs them on.
"Okay," he says, turning so Robin can see the outfit from every angle. He comes to a stop when he's facing her once more, hands buried in his jacket pockets, and asks, "What do you think? How's it look?"
"I think you'll give Eddie a crisis," Robin replies, wrinkling her nose at the varsity jacket. "Not, like, a bad one. But he'll probably ask where you got the shirt from."
Steve grins, thinking that sounds about perfect, and turns to study himself in the mirror. It's a surprisingly solid blend of metal and jock, and it makes him feel oddly confident, the same way he felt the first time he did his hair just right and everyone complimented it.
"Perfect," he decides. "Let's go."
----
The ride to the Hideout isn't exactly quiet, but it's not like Steve can talk and drive at the same time. So it's filled with music blasted as high as it can go on his car stereo, causing the whole vehicle to vibrate with each beat. When he finally turns the car off after parking, Robin grimaces as she rubs her ears.
She waits for Steve to be in front of her before saying, "We're putting the windows down next time."
"Oh. Sorry," Steve says, rubbing the back of his neck a little awkwardly as Robin dismissively waves off his apology.
"No, it's fine, I'm just saying. Now, let's get inside before they start."
With that, she loops her arm through Steve's and drags him into the Hideout. They're hit with a wave of cigarette smoke, spilled beer, and sweat as they walk through the door, the combined smells making Steve dizzy. He frowns, leaning closer to Robin as she squeezes his arm. He feels her thumb tap him twice, their code for asking if the other is okay.
"I'm fine," he mumbles, nodding to a table in the corner. "Let's go sit. I just need to get used to...everything."
The lights are weird, too. Despite the place being dim, the few lights that are on are flickering, and Steve is having trouble processing all the new information his (working) senses are taking in.
Thankfully, Robin pulls him over to the table he pointed to, a small circle near a stage of dubious sturdiness. It looks like it can barely hold the instruments, much less those plus the people who will play them. There's an amp on the side of the stage near the table, which means they'll have the perfect spot to feel the music's vibrations. Steve slides into one of the chairs there and closes his eyes, resting his arms on a table that is surprisingly not sticky.
He feels Robin move the other chair next to him, slide in, and start pulling things out of her bag. When Steve opens his eyes again, there's a notebook between them and a variety of pens in all different colors spread out across the open pages. Robin has already picked up a red pen and is writing with it as Steve chooses a purple one.
When Robin is done writing, she taps the page so Steve can read, "Want something to drink?"
"I'm not sure we can trust the glasses here," he writes back.
"The fact you're calling them "glasses" tells me everything. Just sit tight."
With that, Robin drops her pen, winks at Steve, and heads over to the bar where a woman is wiping the counter. Steve watches her for a few seconds before looking around at the other people in the place. Most of them are sitting in groups, talking amongst themselves. Most of them also have mustaches or beards, making it downright impossible for Steve to read their lips.
Instead, Steve just gets a dull kind of rush in his ears, an ever-present background noise he can't escape. Soon enough, maybe because he's thinking about it too much, a high-pitched ringing starts up in his right ear, growing and growing in pitch until it's all he can focus on. Steve grimaces and looks down at the notebook, trying to keep his shoulders relaxed so he doesn't look as tense as he feels. The ringing persists, and he rubs his ear like that's going to help.
His ear is still ringing, though it has started to diminish, when a water bottle is placed in front of him. Steve jerks, forcing himself to calm down as Robin slides into her seat again with a mug of beer that's more foam than anything else. "They're about to start," she says, waiting until Steve has nodded once to show understanding before taking a sip.
Steve looks up at the stage and wonders how he missed Eddie and his friends arriving. As his friends are setting up behind him, Eddie is resting one hand on the neck of his guitar and using the other to hold the mic close to his mouth. Steve can't read his lips, but Eddie's grin is a little contagious as he says something to a guy by the bar. The guy must say something back, because Eddie bursts out laughing, his head thrown back to show off a neck Steve wants to bite.
A tap on his arm brings his attention away, and he looks at the notebook to see Robin has scrawled out a transcript:
"Eddie: Thanks for coming out tonight, everyone
Guy: Fuck off, Munson
Eddie: Love you, too, Jeremy"
Steve snorts, looking up to see Robin's equally amused smile as she continues to write on another page. When he glances at the stage, Steve sees Eddie still talking into the mic, his eyes roaming over the audience until they reach Steve and Robin. Eddie seems to grip the mic tighter, and he holds Steve's eyes for a few seconds, giving just enough time for Steve to wave awkwardly before Eddie looks away. But his smile seems a little bigger than before, and Steve is happy to let himself think he caused it.
When he looks down again, Robin has finished writing, and she nudges the notebook closer to him. Eddie must talk fast, because her writing is almost indistinguishable from chicken scratch in dirt that a cat got dragged through. Thankfully, Steve is an expert at this point.
"Eddie: Anyway, you know the drill. We'll start with some Metallica, treat you to Iron Maiden, throw in a dash of Black Sabbath, and then grace you with a Corroded Coffin original. If you don't like it, not my problem."
Steve feels the beginning of the set as he finishes reading. He sits a little straighter, planting his feet firmly on the floor and placing his palms on the table with his fingers spread. Robin is still writing next to him, most likely transcribing the bits and pieces of conversation she can hear for Steve to read later and laugh at. She doesn't try to get his attention while she does, already knowing it won't be worth it after Steve has shifted into Music Mode.
In the same way that people can tell what song is playing based simply on the first note, Steve can sometimes tell based on the strength and length of the first vibration. In the same way people know the lyrics of songs after listening to them enough times, Steve knows the vibration patterns like the back of his hand. In the same way people who hear their favorite songs played live can tell when a note is wrong or a lyric is sung too fast, Steve can tell when the drummer or bassist makes tiny mistakes that wouldn't be caught otherwise.
And Steve loves it. He loves how his entire body thrums with each vibration that travels from the amp. He loves how he can close his eyes and picture a story based on the music, one that probably doesn't match the lyrics but tends to replace them in his heart. He loves that this is something he can still share with his friends, even if most of them don't realize how different his experience with music is.
So, for all the little bumps and dips that occur in the vibrations as Corroded Coffin plays, for all the tiny slips that certainly go unnoticed by anyone else, and for all the fact that Steve doesn't get to hear Eddie's voice, he can confidently say he loves the show. He's never heard the songs played like this before, and it helps diminish the gut-deep desperation for new music.
And then Corroded Coffin starts a new song. It's one Steve doesn't recognize, one with vibrations that are completely foreign to him, and he jerks his head up to watch Eddie play his guitar in an opening solo. It thrums across the floor, climbing up his legs and spreading in waves from his palms on the table. Steve feels goosebumps chase after it, a new wave washing over him when the guitar solo ends with a particularly strong vibration that's immediately followed by the drums and bass.
Eddie throws himself into the music, moving and twisting and strutting around the stage like he's playing to Madison Square Garden. Steve can't look away, the lyrics incomprehensible but replaced by the jerk of Eddie's hips and the tilt of his head and the little half-spin he does on his heel.
It ends too quickly with one final, reverberating strum that lingers in Steve's bones, burrowing into his marrows as Eddie pushes his hair back and grins into the mic. He says something breathlessly, his shoulders rising and falling rapidly as he tries to catch his breath, and Steve knows he's gone.
He's hopeless.
He's desperate.
He needs more Corroded Coffin, more Eddie, in whatever form he can get.
----
For the first time, Corroded Coffin gets genuine applause after playing. Usually, the patrons of the Hideout will politely clap (if they even notice the set is over) for about two seconds. Tonight, however, Eddie and his friends are graced with excited clapping, a few shouts, and one very strong whistle from a small table to the left of the stage. And it spreads because even rough biker dudes can fall to peer pressure when it's that enthusiastic.
So, yeah, genuine applause all because of Steve Harrington and Robin Buckley who, Eddie thinks, is surprising company for the former King of Hawkins High. No matter how unexpected, he should still thank them and ask what they thought of the set now that it's over. He carefully sets his guitar on a stand and glances over his shoulder, catching Jeff's gaze and flashing a grin. "I'll be right back," he says before jumping off the stage and heading over to Steve and Robin's table.
As he gets closer, he notices the notebook and pens spread out, colorful writing filling the pages and Steve grinning with amusement as he reads it. Robin is watching him like she's waiting for him to understand an inside joke already so they can laugh about it together. If Eddie didn't already know Robin was like him (band camp, summer after his junior year, during an unfortunate game of Seven Minutes in Heaven where they awkwardly stood in a closet together before Robin commented on his black bandana), he'd wonder if something was going on between them.
"How'd you like the set?" Eddie asks when he reaches the table, suddenly nervous enough to tug on a lock of his hair and pull it in front of his mouth.
Robin looks up, but Steve doesn't. He's still reading the notebook, snorting at whatever is written there like he didn't hear Eddie. It's not until Robin elbows him that he raises his head, eyes widening when he sees Eddie. "Sorry, could you repeat that?" Steve asks, his gaze dropping to Eddie's mouth (Eddie definitely isn't imagining that) and faltering some.
"I asked if you liked the set," Eddie says, frowning slightly as Robin grabs a pen and scribbles something on the notebook. It's too small for him to read, but he doesn't miss how Steve glances down for less than a second before his eyes light up with realization.
"Oh!" he says, looking back at Eddie and flashing a charming grin. "It was great. You guys are so loud, and I've never f-uh, heard anything like your original song before."
Eddie catches the way Steve fumbles, faltering like he wanted to say one word but forced himself to say another. Something is tugging at the back of Eddie's mind, but he can't quite grab onto it just yet. For now, he leans forward, placing both hands on the table so he can be closer to Steve. "You listen to metal often, Harrington?" he asks.
Steve stares at his mouth for a few seconds before nodding, and Eddie feels the thrill of learning something completely unexpected. "I like Black Sabbath best, but Judas Priest and Guns N' Roses are close seconds," Steve says.
"Yeah?" Eddie asks, "What do you like most about it?" He wants to know. Does Steve Harrington (King Steve, Steve "The Hair" Harrington, Steve fucking Harrington) like metal for the same reasons he does? Does he like the stories and the passion and the heavy theatricality of it all?
Steve seems to hesitate, possibly thinking about how to answer, before finally saying, "I like how it's music I can feel. When I listen to metal, it digs into my bones. Other music doesn't."
Somehow, Eddie's grin gets impossibly wider, and his cheeks are hurting from the sheer force of it. He's about to say more when Robin glances at the clock and swears under her breath. "Shit, I promised Mom I'd be home ten minutes ago," she says, grabbing the pens and recklessly throwing them into her bag.
It's the movement that seems to catch Steve's attention, and he looks down at Robin's hands before looking up at the clock. "Oh, fuck, your curfew," he says, looking at Robin like she hadn't just said the same thing two seconds ago.
"Yeah, no shit, dingus," Robin says, pausing long enough to speak while looking straight at Steve before throwing the notebook into her bag, too. She jumps to her feet and hauls Steve out of the chair, making his varsity jacket fall open to reveal an Iron Maiden shirt.
And Eddie thinks his heart just about stops. He doesn't know why, but seeing Steve in a metal band shirt under an undeniably jock jacket makes him feel....something. This is, like, sacrilege, right? How dare Steve Harrington allow Metal and Jock to meet? Doesn't he know the two styles clash? Or, well, they're supposed to clash, but Steve somehow wears them well, and Eddie thinks he's upset and annoyed by the fact.
Before Eddie can analyze that feeling, Steve says, "Sorry to run, Eddie. You played really well. Let me know when the next show is."
There's a lot to unpack there, too. Steve Harrington wants to come to another Corroded Coffin gig. Steve Harrington is sorry he has to cut the conversation short. Steve Harrington thinks his band played really well. Before Eddie can say anything in response, Robin is dragging Steve away, throwing a goodbye over her shoulder.
Eddie doesn't want Steve to go without something, though, some kind of departing word, so he shouts, "See ya later, big boy!"
Steve doesn't look back, but Robin nearly trips over the doorway. She then pauses long enough to say something to Steve, watching with sheer delight as he splutters and glances at Eddie before dragging her through the door. Eddie couldn't stop the grin if he tried, and he didn't try.
Later, when Eddie is sprawled on the floor of his room, staring up at the ceiling and thinking about Steve's stupid combination of Metal and Jock, he'll be struck by a sudden, consuming thought. What if Steve was wearing just the Iron Maiden shirt? What if he wore just the jacket?
Eddie swallows around the sudden lump in his throat, his mouth going dry as he scrambles to his feet and gets ready to take a very, very cold shower.
----
Tag List (the tag list is completely filled up! There definitely wasn't enough room for everyone who requested a tag orz
Please follow the tag "good vibrations Steddie" or put on notifications for my blog to see when new parts are posted :D)
@hallucinatedjosten, @queenie-ofthe-void, @r0binscript, @jewellthebooknerd, @paintgonewrong, @vacantwatchers, @newagemyth, @gutterflower77, @just-a-tiny-void, @littlebluejane
@whenindoubtb72, @different-tale-student, @sharingisntkaren, @current-steddie-brainrot, @willim-billiam-byerson, @nuggies4life
@lostgurl-12, @anomalygal, @synonym-for-strange, @sani-86, @missmagillicuddy, @ilikechocolatemilkh, @thoughtfulbreadpolice, @harringrieve, @awesomeimportantfan, @fredtheemoplant, @warlordess, @therealscarletpumpernickel, @gsvshsjsbs, @mightbeasleep, @mollymawkwrites
@lil-gremlin-things, @honorarybrit81, @sonny-ray-of-goth, @potent-idiocy, @fandomcartographer, @heartsong18, @lingeringmirth, @ko0kyco0kies, @ccomandercody, @spiderman-stilinski, @l0st-strawberry, @xxsky-shockxx, @stilesstickitinme, @boxsam, @thepansexualsnake, @37-screamingfrogs, @yourmom-isgay, @brainsteddielyrotted, @plasticcrotches, @hannahhook7744
#steddie#steddie fic#steddie fluff#good vibrations steddie#deaf steve harrington#eddie munson#robin buckley#steve harrington#stranger things#my writing
1K notes
Β·
View notes
Text
BodyWork || Bell #3
Jungkook x reader
friends to lovers
18+ (fluff, smut)
warnings: mentions and descriptions of violence, mentions and use of drugs and alcohol
Jeon Jungkook isn't the same 19-year-old boy you used to know. Fame has really matured him, in more ways that one.
"You already know how I like it baby"
The light shines through your closed eyes, causing your pitch-black vision to turn a shade of orange. Your eyelids slowly separate as you blink to adjust to the bright sunshine emitting through your opened curtains.
'Open curtains?'Β Your tired face scrunches up in confusion as you think to yourself, eyes still flickering,Β 'I swear I closed them before I left last night?'
You brush it off, assuming that you just didn't close them after all. Blurry memories corrupt your thoughts when a painstaking throbbing pain arises in your skull. You did what you said you weren't going to do, get drunk.
You huff, sitting up straight in your bed, glancing at the time. It was...
'3 PM?!'Β you exclaim in your head, your eyes widening. I mean it's a Saturday so you have no classes all day today and tomorrow. Still, you were surprised you slept in this late.
Cutting off your train of thought, your white wooden bedroom door creaks open, revealing a tall, dark-haired man, entering the room cautiously.
You snap your head towards the sound as you live alone and always react to the slightest of noises.
"You're awake!" He exclaims in a hushed tone, knowing not to be too loud as he assumes you have a raging hangover. The tall man, wearing a white oversized t-shirt and black basketball shorts walks towards your propped-up body, carrying a packet of what you guess is painkillers and a bottle of water.
You rub your eyes, not sure if you're seeing this right.
"Why are you here?" You ask, visible confusion plastered on your face as Jungkook chuckles, flashing his bunny-like smile, and crinkling up his eyes and nose.
"You don't remember last night at all do you?" He places himself down on the bed, sitting by your outstretched legs under the sheets.
When you start drinking, it rarely ever stops at just one drink. Most of the time you end up blacked out and wake up in your room, not remembering how you got there until a lot later into the day when it all starts to come back to you.
Jungkook's words make you recall most of the events from the previous night.
You and Kiri were dancing with each other, rejecting every weird dude who tried to get involved the whole night, going back and forth from the bar, back to the dance floor, to the bar, dance floor, bar, dance floor, the same cycle until it hit about 2 am. You and Kiri had been in the club for a good four hours now, all the good effects of the alcohol began wearing off and you were then in the club bathrooms trying not to throw up on your new, red satin dress.
Kiri doesn't get drunk as fast as you do, so she was a little bit more sober than you at the time, even though she was struggling to hold herself up.
"Yeah no we're ok babe, just not feeling amazing" Kiri giggled nervously, her words slightly slurred as she spoke to her boyfriend over the phone, who was on his way to pick the both of you up.
She looked at you and sat up against the toilet cubicle wall, knees up and your head buried into them as you focused on not being sick or passing out.
"Kiriiiiii" You whined, swinging your head back, making it hit the thin barrier behind you, with your eyes closed and eyebrows pinched.
"Girl I know you're fucked up, so am I. Hoseoks on his way" Kiri strokes the back of your head, trying to comfort you.
"I wanna see JKaaaayy" Your muffled, sloppy words made Kiri laugh as she got off the phone with her boyfriend, singing off with an "I love you" before tapping the red hang-up button. She reached for your purse, which rested on your feet in front of you, to pull your phone out.
The next thing you could hear is your phone dialling, causing your head to shoot up and look down at your phone, lying in Kiri's palm.
Jungkook shifted in his sleep, his ringtone bellowed in his lonesome apartment. He reached his arm out lazily, dragging his bright phone screen in front of him. With squinting eyes, your name glowed at the top of his screen.
"Y/n?"
Your eyes widened at the familiar voice that bounced off the wine-red tiled walls, leaning down at your phone, to take it from Kiri.
"Jungkooooook, I miss you" You pouted, as you spoke into your phone microphone.
He lazily chuckled, already knowing that you were drunk from your voice.
"I miss you too, are you okay?"
You whined again, "No, I wanna go home"
He sighed in defeat, already getting up out of bed.
"What club are you at? Do you want me to pick you up?" Concern laced in his croaky voice.
Jungkook is usually the person you call when you get like this. He doesn't mind it at all though, he likes making sure you get home safe after a night out. He doesn't trust other people, especially knowing how disgusting some men can be.
"Hoseok's coming it's alright Jungkook" Kiri almost shouted so she was heard over the phone.
Jungkook's face frowned, not recognising the sudden voice that was certainly not yours.
"Kiri?"
"Yeah?"
"Oh, just checking it was you, I wasn't sure then. You okay as well?" His face relaxed, still plastered with concern for both of them.
"I'm okay, drunk but not as bad as y/n" She nervously chuckled whilst looking up at your squished-up face rested on your left knee, your right hand holding your phone, floating mid-air between the two of you.
Jungkook scoffed, a smirk growing on his face, knowing how you are when you're drunk and what he is about to face.
After a few more words were passed between each other and a mutual agreement (he insisted) that he'd come and pick you up instead, that you were too drunk to focus on, Kiri patted your back telling you to say goodbye to Jungkook, to which you responded with a pouty groan and a small "hurry up please".
"Alright I'm on my way now, I'll see you two in a bit" Jungkook let out a loud sigh once he had hung up the phone and slid it into the pocket of his lazy grey joggers he threw on as they were the first thing he had seen, lying on the floor. After he had tucked his laces into his shoes, in too much of a rush to tie them, he had one last good look at himself in the mirror above his shoe rack. He can't leave the house without looking in the mirror to check if he looks presentable, doesn't matter the situation. After a few seconds of fluffing his hair in the mirror and adjusting his shirt, he set off out the door, jogging to his drive that contained a sleek, black Mercedes Benz parked up and a 2020 Harley Davidson Streetfighter. Unlocking his Mercedes he revved the car, reversing his way out on his way to you.
"Is Hoseok not coming anymore?" You lazily asked, still not lifting your head from its current position.
"He's still coming, but Jungkooks coming to look after you. I'm going home with Hobi."
You sighed in response, trying not to fall asleep.
Jungkook eventually made his way into the club, pulling his mask back over his face and adjusting his cap, making sure he was not recognisable. As he walked towards the bathrooms, he saw Hoseok's colourful hair tips emerge from around the corner, with you being held up by him as Kiri trailed behind you both, making sure you didn't fall backwards or fall on top of Hoseok. He gently guides you to the sofa that sits around the corner from the bathrooms. Jungkook picked up his speed at the scene in front of him.
"I'm here" Jungkook exclaimed, out of breath slightly, from the rush he had just been in to get to you as quickly as possible.
"Kooook" You whined at the familiar, warm voice. You extended your arms out in front of you, as Jungkook leaned down to embrace you in a hug.
You melted into the hug, allowing JK to get a hold of you properly to stand you up.
"You guys gonna be okay?" Hoseok chuckled at the sight as Kiri wrapped herself around his bicep.
" Yeah yeah, she'll be okay once she's home" He answered back, still holding you up by the waist as your arms remained around his neck. That didn't last long though before you removed one arm and swung around next to him, his left arm still around your waist.
"Alright I'll see you around then, drive safe" Hoseok smiled at you both before he and Kiri set off.
"Text me when she's home" Kiri reminds Jungkook before being too far away to hear him, to which he responded with a small "will do."
You close your eyes and sigh in annoyance after the memories all come flooding back.
Jungkook laughs at your current expression before basically shoving the pills and bottle of water in your face, causing the box to make a rattling noise. Your eyes open in reaction to the sudden sound, finding their way to Jungkook's, his face painted with a small smile full of care and adoration. You lazily retrieve the items out of Jungkook's hands, basically clawing your way into the box as your headache begins throbbing even harder than earlier.
You realise for a moment that you're not in the clothes that you left the house in. With scrunched brows, you look up from the box, in Jungkook's direction, and your fingers stop fidgeting, as you see him already with his wide back to you walking out of the room.
"You changed yourself, don't worry" as if he read your mind with his faded response as he was already out of the room by the time the words left his mouth, "I'm making breakfast so get your ass out of bed soon"
<-prev-index-next->
--------------------------------
a/n:Β Apologies for this chapter taking a while. I've been caught up in a lot of work recently and haven't really had that much time to write, hope you all enjoy though <;33
Taglist- @yunki-yunki-yunki @hellbornsworld @tatamicc @idkjustlovingbts @00frenchfries00 @yoonbicoolest
#bts#bts jungkook#fanfic#bts fanfic#jungkook#jeon jungkook#jungkook x reader#jungkook x y/n#jungkook x female reader#jjk smut#smut#bts smut#angst#jungkook angst#fluff#jjk#jungkook fluff#boxing#friends to lovers#jungkook smut
389 notes
Β·
View notes
Text
pool party
E.42 Miles X Fem! Reader
..................
You don't know how your friend got you to go to this pool party, but here you are. Maybe cuz J.B. was scard to go on her own and your a good friend so you desided to go with her. Or maybe it's because you actually wanted to go..... or maybe it's because J.B. bribed you with money and told you Miles was gonna be there... yea that was it.
But other then that you had no idea how you got here π.
You see, yours and 3 other classes were on field trip, you guys were in Florida. So that means you guys were in a hotel. It was a nice hotel, and a big ass hotel. Like it literally had a kitchen and a living room. It was so convenient. But you know what was also convenient. That your Crush was your roommate, aka Miles. You guys didn't talk since he was out most the time. And also cuz you were hiding from him in the other room cuz you couldn't handle the constant flirting.
But then again, here you are.
you weren't expecting so many people to be there. The whole class was there, and other classes of course.
You were wereing a two peice swim suit. A baby blue color, that had a nice big 42 on there. And Of course blue basket ball short and a over sized t-shirt. And you can't forget the sunglasses.
You felt if you removed any of your cover up that reviled your swim suit, you would die in a whole. So you stood In a corner with your drink as you bobed your head to the music.
You were just vibin fr.
Till you relized the boys were throwing people who didnβt get in the pool in the pool. Once you saw the first 3 girls get thrown into the pool you immediately wanted to leave. "Oh nah baby that ain't gone work" you muttered. You put down your cup on a near by table and took off your shirt. You stuff it in your bag, and grabbed a water bottle. You then proceeded to dump the whole water bottle all over your body, making it seem like you just got out of the pool. "Got me fucked up if you think I'm funny get thrown in the pool," you chuckled as you threw the water bottle away.
Even though you felt exposed, cuz now your top was gone, you still say it was worth it damnit.
You continued to vibe in your small corner as you sat under the shade. Your eyes scaned the place till you spotted a fimillier looking man.
Your man, who doesn't know he's your man but he's your man.
β¨οΈMiles.β¨οΈ
And lord was he looking scrumdiliuptiouse. Cuz he has ABS. And muscle. You have never folded so hard in your life. You chocked on your juice then started coughing uncontrollable. Catching the attention of a certain young female.
"Girl you good" J.B. asked as you turned around facings her and covered your face still coughing and wheezing, completely flustered. "Were did mans come from," you thought as you wheeze for air.
"Jesus, what's wrong" J.B. asked worried as she patted your back. You controlled your self and tilted your head back. She followed your line of sight and smirked. "Oh my" was all J.B. could get out.
J.B. couldβt stop staring. Some how catching Miles attention. A smirked appeared on his face as he started walking over to you.
"Sup J.B. mama" miles greeted. "sup Miles", "hi, miles" you said crossing your arms trying to cover your chest from the boy that peered over your shoulder. " ima go find zay," J.B. said as she excused her self from the two. Leaving only you and Miles. You tried your hardest not to stare at Miles. Or even look him in the eye. "Wanna go for a swim ma" Miles asked, nudging your shoulder.
"Uh, no thanks I'm good off that, but thank you tho" you shot down quickly. "Come on. N/n it'll be fun " he teased. You inhaled deeply as you looked at the pool. Which was crawling with a bunch of people, making your skin crawl abd a shiver going down your spine making you feel insecure. You wrapped your arms around yourself feeling un easy at the thought of people looking at you. "But...people " you say in a almost disgusted tone.
Miles chuckled and scooted closer to you. "How you gonna go to a pool party and not touch the water" he joked. "Wa- I'm here cuz of J.B." you said. "And plus I'm not getting in that water were people be trying to play with me, and splashing water in my face, and just being annoying in general but like it's a pool party and shit but I also don't like people staring" you said all in one breath.
"Alright,alright, I get it. Just get in the water wit me. Then after we can go in the hot tub" Miles offered. You thought about it for a while then nodded. "Add money in the end then we got a deal bud" you smiled as you started removing your shorts and stuffed them into your bag.
Miles grined and grabbed you by the waist. Pulling you closer so he can talk in your ear. "I give you sum better then money. How bout a kiss" he said. You cheeks went red and you were stunned. "I- wa- m- Miles-"
"But u can spear a couple of dollars to you, let's go" Miles grabbed you by the hand and dragged you to were there was less people. He made you go first and followed after you. The water felt decent. Though you stayed close to Miles the while time. And so luckily Miles held you close as well. (By the waist to be exact)
You guys talked for a bit, till it was getting dark. That's when things started getting low key crazy.
The pool party was had lasted till it was night. That's when things started getting fun. Some one spiked all the drinks and someone must have brought the drugs over cuz there was people smoking, and drunkies left and right. So that mean everyone was making out in the pool or in random places and or had left to go have s3x. It had become a neon pool party, which was the only good thing that came out of this.
You had glow sticks around your neck, and wrist. You and Miles were now in the hot tub. Watching all the chaos go down. It seemed only you and Miles were the only sober ones now.
You and Miles laughed and made jokes. You were enjoying yourself. You guys paused for a while and relaxed. You felt a pair of eyes on you so you looked at Miles, who was staring right back at you. You smiled and giggled. "What are you looking at miles" you asked.
"Just admiring how pretty you mami" he flirted. You don't know what took over your body but you got closer not breaking eye contact. "Oh really", "mhm, I every time I see you", "why" you asked stalking closer and finally climbing into his lip. His hand resting on your hips and your armed wrapped around his neck. " cuz you got a pretty face" he trailed off as he leaned in, and kissed you gently.
Now lemme tell you...one kiss,turned into two kiss. Then two kiss turned into 3 kiss then 3 kiss turned into make out session...
.
.
.
Sorry I can't, but let's just say, yall had a make out session.
The next day:
You were awoken to the sound of the shower running. You got up slowly and stretched. "Damn" you groaned are you got a good back crack. Your peace was interrupted by the bathroom door opening.
There emerged miles, with a towel wrapped around his waist and his hair our. He seemed not to notice you were awake as he was to busy looking at his phone and singing sum in Spanish.
When he looked up he finally relized you were awake. "Good morning ma"
"Well good morning" you greeted back, trying to no look down. "Wanna go get ice cream"he asked, when he was done getting dressed.
"Uh sure... you gonna go out with your hair like that tho" you observed as you got out of bed.
Miles took to Towle off his head and stared at his hair in the mirror.
"...can you braid?"
#miles morales#earth 42 miles morales x reader#earth 42 miles#e.42 miles#earth 42 miles x you#earth 42 miles fluff
305 notes
Β·
View notes
Text
Lady Celestine: Navigator of the Constellations:
The Forgotten Hero of Yore
The Merlyn of the KBASW (AU) & the love of Arthur's life.
Just to be clear Merlyn & Celestine are the same person it's just her disguise when she goes out.
For: @kirbyoctournament
Character Overview/Personality: She's the combination of Merlin from Disney's Sword & the Stone, Queen Eclipsa from SVTFW, Willy Wonka from (Wonka 2023 ), and Merlin from (the 2008 TV series).
She's an optimist... many of her peers mistake it for being naivety but in reality she's well aware of the darkness in the world... she sees it every day with her powers. Since seeing so many terrible things in the future she treasures the present and is always grateful for the things she enjoys in the now. (Also there's another reason for this....)
And finds the joy in the darkest of times...
She likes to be overly prepared... And tend to keep (*hoard) things they might need... Often tends to hold things she doesn't really need. With Arthus side eying her "You really need to keep that."
"Don't look at me like that Wart... WE MAY NEED THIS HARPOON ONE DAY WHO KNOWS & YOU'LL THANK ME LATER !" *proceeds to carry bloody harpoon home... with Arthur facepalming himself*
They actually did end up using that harpoon 3 months later & Celestine rubbed it in Arthur's face for an entire week. This constant hoarding led her to the first iteration of the Dimensional Cape, which started as a dimensional bag to store all her stuff. (LMAO).
This brings me to Celestine's wisdom & sass: similar to Merlin (the series & Disney) is filled with cleverness & comebacks. When she's doing her diplomatic work and out and about she knows how to do it "gracefully."But when she transforms into Merlyn, she lets loose exactly how Merlin is when he becomes Dragoon. Has no filter and becomes a chaotic old man throwing shade left & right
She hates' cursing so as resulting in hilarious, nonsensical words to place them: Fiddle sticks, biscuits, sweet butter crumpets, etc ~
Her future sight has made her a very empathic person... knowing the suffering of others in her visions. Creating a very kind, caring individual who wants the best for everyone, for them to be happy.
Keep reading for extra content & lore: (Which include spoilers for KBASW so tread carefully!) Other than that please continue...
Lore related content: (If you just want a short read)
In Denial (Oldest lore)
What Kind of King's in My Blood (Background info)
Celestine is Merlyn: (Most Current lore)
And fair warning I low-key wrote a novel... but there's a special prize at the end if you read all of it. (Extended Lore)
Lady Celestine serves as a catalyst for the anime Kirby series...
Now Celestine can't predict the exact future... only show potential paths. But her powers can guide people to the outcome they want and the path that constantly changing.
Absolom made Celestine focus solely on her future vision and trained her personally... He tried to paint himself as this kind saintly father figure towards her... but in reality, wanted to monopolize her ability.
He tremendous amount of pressure on the poor girl...(Mother Gothel Style "Mother knows best) Believing the only thing that made her valuable was her future sight. And one more thing about Celestine... SHE HATED HER FUTURE VISION! She didn't just see the future... she experienced it! Feeling all the raw emotions of the scene.
However, Absolum would guilt-trip her: "Oh you don't want to let everyone down... you're the only one who can do this... you're so special... you can't disappoint everyone..:
Causing her to grit her teeth and bear with it... Absolum was like a father to her she couldn't say "No." Plus it's not like she could let them down... One day she had a terrible vision foreshadowing the demise of Shiver Star...
The people of Shiver Star were infected by Dark Matter's essence... Nightmare & his demons robbed them and stole all the planet's resources... while the people were possessed and had their life sources absorbed by Dark Matter.
Celestine immediately ran to the other Heroes of Yore & Absolum.... for this and assured the worried child they'd take care of this... "don't worry we'll use this information and take care of it."
And they didn't just take care of it... THEY MADE IT WORSE! Seeing an even more terrible vision appeared before her.
~
Celestine: Wait I thought you said you'd-
Absolum: Oh but my child we did you said that planet was a goner anyway... they were already possessed.... it would be so wasteful if all those resources would fall to Nightmare...
Sir Uther: We cleared out the planet before Nightmare did. And killed all of those who were going to be infected & spread it throughout the galaxy... we prevented the problem before it even happened...*gives a wicked smile*
Absolum: Yes we couldn't have done it without you *gives a wicked smile*
Celestine couldn't help but blame herself for the downfall of Shiver Star... A few hours later Celestine's warpstar cracked-
"No problem... I think," Absolum
To remedy the situation, Absolum tried to fame concern for her but in reality was keeping her in the temple to hide that she was "broken." She could still tell fortunes just at random, they just had to keep her near the temple and store them whenever they came to her.
Absolum was still reeling at how could this happen... he didn't want to expose his little mistake. (In truth he knew he was working too hard and put her to work earlier than most, because of her ability... CHILD LABOR AM I RIGHT?!.) It was still too valuable, they can't risk having her break some more...
Thus, Celestine became a caged bird.
Uther felt that she was a failure unbecoming of a Hero of Yore and not deserving of her title. She can no longer do the ability properly and with her body always hurting how was she going to fight on the battlefield!
Along with that thought she be too emotional anyway... always trying to steer them to the future... the least amount of damage... HE WANTED PROGRESS! Often opting for the method that would get him results not caring about the collateral damage!
Icarus shares in Uther's sentiments, with the added notion that she got away with lazying around doing nothing. Just got to sit there waiting for the next prediction to come around. He & Uther were doing all the heavy lifting and she was still being treasured by Absolum... (he wasn't jealous of the attention or anything...)
Thus resulting in Icarus having the brilliant idea of sticking Celestine with all the political fairs (the paperwork). Which seemed like a good idea at the time (a decision they would all come to regret).
Unbeknownst to them... they had given Celestine all the diplomatic power in the galactic court. Managing to win over the galactic council with her charm and grace. Uther had always used his power to intimidate his ideals.
However, Celestine had a softer approach and was seen as far more likable in the... (this was before the council was corrupt and this was due to Celestine's influence...) Often resulting in the members to come to her for their problems. Uther couldn't beat her in this arena... being reminded all too well this was a political battle as well.
For Icarus, you see there was a... certain deal he wanted to part take in... a deal with Halacandra. Where did the GSA partner up with and believe that he could easily impress with his inventions... with their queen?! ( Minerva Mim - Magolor's great aunt)
What happened... the king was supposed to be here whys he spent an entire month sucking up to him who was this queen...
The queen was not impressed & ended up showing technology far greater than his... for the first time, Icarus was forced to eat humble pie... "How could this have, surely this is some sort of mistake shouldn't the king be here-"
"Oh he's dead... and unlike him, I'm not to be won over by pretty words and flattery now you offend me... why would I ever want to do business with a lowlife with you!"
Madam made sure to inform the GSA they would not be doing business with them & Absolum desperately wanted to get that deal. Then Celestine volunteered to remedy the situation & suggested inviting her here.
Absolum agrees seeing there is nothing to lose, Uther believes this was just a desperate attempt to try to be useful while Icarus is excitedly waiting for her to fail.
Meeting arrives Celestine takes care of everything personally and at the end of the day. Queen Minerva is all smiles and arrives with a contract, "Alright I've changed my mind, and I'll do the deal as long as I'm working with her."
Minerva wasn't interested in Icarus' inventions but Celestine's alchemic formulas were revolutionary. And just had to have her on their team.
Absolum was shocked and relieved... (maybe this girl had more than one use after all...) and was constantly praising her. And because of her connections with Minerva... she'll need a bodyguard now when she leaves the GSA base but what the why it was worth it.
And Icarus oh how badly he wanted to be part of the mixing pot, but he had to go through Celestine. Who was more than happy to reject his proposal and experiments. (Icarus never forgave her for this.)
She was becoming too influential now ... This resulted in Icarus scheming with Uther... to get rid of her.
Thus beginning the creations of the Ancients & the Halcandrans, with Celestine & Minerva leading the helm. Alongside Dairus Drosselmeyer (Minerva's right-hand man & Daroach's great uncle)... they created many of the legendary treasures... that were now scattered about the galaxy.
(These were kept secret from the GSA... Minerva knew the truth of the situation... for you see during the meeting she had hidden away Kirby's prediction not of him just defeating Nightmare, but the reawakening of Void Termina & Doomsday... and showed it to the Queen and she understood... that's the other reason why she said yes to her)
Minerva helps Celestine create the Kabu's across the galaxy and presents them as "safe houses for star warriors" but in reality, they were all preset guides to Kirby's prophecy.
And helped her create Triple Star... Thus the creating the vigilante Merlyn.... Her work as Merlyn didn't go unnoticed and the people of the galaxy started to recognize the hypocrisy of the GSA. Which made the Ancients & the other's blood boil.
This resulted in having Uther send in his send three of his best soldiers: Sir Nonsurat, Dame Morgan, and last but not least (you guessed it WART... I mean Sir Arthur.)
Kirby's prophecy spoke of "a match" to start the spark that would flame of a new era of peace...
Arthur- Match/ Meta Knight - Spark/Kirby - Flame
At the time she didn't know who it was; the prophecy was incredibly vague with which one it was. But she wasn't going to pass her knowledge to any of them without being sure. (She didn't want another Shiver Star incident to happen... not again...)
But know would she determine which one it would be... they all seemed the most unlikely candidates as "the match." How could she weed out which one... A TRAIL, A TEST, A GAME!
So like in tales of old, Celestine did these little tests of character... and would secretly tag along during missions. Giving them all a chance to see which one it would participate in... Giving them little riddles of the monster Nightmare would do. But she always gave them a choice... (breadcrumbing) and "can't force anyone to change."
However, three of them all seem annoyed at this except for... Sir Arthur was the only one captivated and interested. It takes a while for Arthur to accept Merlyn's but only after the events of:
What Kind of King is in My Blood:
That makes him actively ask for Merlyn (Celestine to help him change) and pretty much becomes Celestine's partner in crime. And as to become a willing student... merely wishing not to become like his master (Sir Uther).
However, their little sparring match still happening, with the condition that he should win... Merlyn's not allowed to be called him Wart... (Needless to say she fought him twice as hard.)
(This post-Celestine is Merlyn:) It goes into more detail about their relationship here but... I added a few things.
Romantic feelings only start after that...
Basically, before they knew they were head-over-heals for each other their love could never be in reality. Not just because of their positions but something else...
After her warpstar broke... she received a terrible vision of her body eventually breaking and her disappearing into star dust. Foreseeing her early death...
She had initially accepted but after all the friends she made (and falling in love with Arthur) she did everything she could to stay longer for them... Celestine tried to keep herself together as long as she could, and managed to keep herself alive a little longer (than she was supposed to) but now she could feel it... she was running out of time.
How was she supposed to tell her everyone... Minerva would be devastated, who was going to help Darius (& Minerva) with his creations, who would protect her followers, and stop Uther & Icarus from making the galaxy into a wasteland...
And worst of all she'd leave Arthur all alone & heartbroken. Who's supposed to tease him now, make sure he doesn't do anything reckless, keep that ego in check, make sure he isn't a prat, to remind him to smile and enjoy life... to laugh... oh her poor little Wart...
No there must be another way...she couldn't tell any of her friends... she wasn't giving up yet... However, little did she know that was the least of her worries...
Celestine was always careful with hiding her connections with her alter-ego... and Arthur, but there was one person who did figure this out. Sir Nonsurat; after Arthur had saved "Merlyn" from his grasp he started to see a pattern.
Arthur had been an accomplice to Merlyn's along... "HOW DARE ARTHUR, I KNEW YOU NEVER DESERVED YOUR POSITION AND WITH THIS YOU WILL BE RUINED FOR SURE."
Thus, Celestine received numerous horrible visions (she got them all at once)... of Arthur being found guilty in a trial. And at the end of each, Arthur had refused to sell her out, remaining loyal to her, confessing his love for her, and dying. And then she saw her demise as well... her body finally breaking right after... poofing into stardust.
Being completely overwhelmed, she burst into tears. Desperately searching for a future where they could both live... (a future where she could be happy with him.) However, it was either that she & Arthur had escaped and her body would explode and Arthur would be captured (by the GSA) and executed right after for his desertion).
Celestine couldn't help but believe that she had destroyed Arthur's future all because she had gotten involved... (it was Shiver Star all over again.) Just like in the other futures... what could she possibly do...
Perhaps...she could solve one problem with another...
So, before the day Nonsurat was going to turn in his report of evidence... Celestine had stolen it away. And with the help of Darius, they manipulated the information to frame someone else...
Nonsurat was infuriated once he found his evidence to be stolen... But he didn't want to cause an uproar, so he demanded a completed search of every squadron. Under the pretext "there is a traitor among us, and they've stolen my documents..."
A complete search required every general to be accounted for. Nonsurat observed Arthur carefully only to find him especially giddy!?
Arthur: I do hope the search is finished soon... The sooner we finish here the sooner I can give Celestine this-
Kit Cosmo: Code red! Everyone needs to come to the Courtyard immediately! Were under attack!
Arthur: By who?!
Kit Cosmo: By... Lady Celestine...
~
(She had already known Icarus was trying to take her down... so using her Nonsurat's evidence, she had successfully framed herself... handing it in in the guise of one of Icarus' informants.)
With the information he had put together and received, Sir Icarus concocted a false trail that Celestine was leaking information and was secretly in cahoots... with Merlyn.
Since it was a trial that involved someone as high-ranking as her... she knew the trial would exclude a select few. And since she knew Nonsurat would warrant a search... she knew it would be the perfect thing to keep Arthur out of the trail.
Celestine: Well, if I am going to get locked away... I might as well make it worth the sentencing.
It was at this moment that Celestine unleashed her demonic owl (she had hidden away) and bit off his head Absolum; killing him instantly. (Madoka Magica style). Icarus tried to stop her but failed Celestine resulting in his wings being ripped off. And officially went on a rampage letting out all those years of unbridled rage & sorrow she had kept in.
Then she remembered quickly about Kirby's prediction... quickly she created her own army of Hydro Clones... to leave them all at bay.
She went into her lab and quarters and destroyed every piece of magical research and Alchemic formula. She wasn't going to let them benefit & use her research any longer and most importantly to keep Kirby's predictions... but one person who managed to get through the army... it was none other than Uther.
Uther: I always knew you were a little witch~
Celestine: That was a sham trial & you know it ... You forced my hand
Uther: You should; 've stayed in your place, someone weak as you, you are not worthy of your spot as a Hero of Yore-
Celestine: Well you are not worthy of your spot as leader! You never were and one day you'll fall you'll see *at that moment Celestine received another vision-*
At that moment Uther thought this was the perfect chance to lung at her but this backfired... he accidentally ended up seeing Celestine's vision too... And it visibly shook him to his core.
Being overwhelmed by the very visions that plague Celestine, (claiming before she was emotionally weak, was causing him to be paralyzed by fear...) It was a vision of his throne crumbling down& everything he built and it was being led by one astral... he couldn't make out the face... was... was it pink...
Celestine tried to pull away so he couldn't see the rest of the vision... and ended up striking his right eye to stop him... Uther was left frozen while Celestine could feel her body about to break and desperately made her escape... But as she stormed out...
Uther: Will make sure you're vision will not come to pass I will find that pink warrior if it's the last thing I do... And I'll- you'll die by my blade gah- *Still paralyzed because of the vision & couldn't get up
Celestine: Sorry Uther... but I'm afraid that honor won't go to you...*runs out to find Arthur* I've already selected my champion...
In the commotion, Arthur manages to find her, desperate he reaches, Celestine:
Arthur: We have to... you need to run-
Celestine: Graduation time Wart *sees a cast of other soldiers & on-looker watching* - Let's see what you're made of! Just treat it as one of our sparring matches and we'll be fine-
After all the losses in their sparing matches, Arthur finally manages to beat Celestine... "Well done, Arthur- you've finally done it, you've w-" * Visibly starts to break... and falls- and Arthur catches her
(Celestine pulls up a smokescreen so no one can see them... however, three people manage to sneak in)
Arthur: Celestine, what's happening to you-
Celestine: I've come to the end of my time- due to my condition my body was bound to break... I didn't mean to hide it... I really thought I could beat the odds... I'm sorry War- Oh I guess I can't call you Wart-
Arthur: NO! If that's the case you weren't in the best condition- *starts crying* I didn't really win-, you have to stay *sobs profusely* You have to stay and call me Wa-Wart!
Celestine: Figures *chuckles...* it takes you this long to finally admit you like the nickname ... Thank you Arthur you made my life short all the worthwhile... I hope you can forgive me
Arthur: There's nothing to forgive Cel- Celty, *cries* I love you, please there is always something... There's always, you told me that... You're the greatest mage in the galaxy... there's got to be...
Celestine: I surely hope that light of you doesn't get snuffed out *smiles warmly* it's going to be hard Wart but remember this...
Keep your eyes open and beware of the bad in the world... but also hold on to the good as well... you don't have to look, just know that it's there... it'll keep you from falling...
(the quote that Meta Knight said to Kirby originally came from Sir Arthur... that was told from Celestine...)
And even should you lose your way I know you'll find it again... you'll always be a worthy king to me. I love you too Arthur... and I always will.... (*they share one passionate kiss*)
It was a kiss Arthur had so longed for, but it was laced with so much sorrow and joy all at the same time...
Arthur: I don't wanna let you go-* Gets knocked out by Minerva...
She had informed Minerva before the trial (and of course was devastated but was willing to fulfill her last request). And who stood behind her were Darius & Kit the only three witnesses to what really happened. Kit realizes that Celestine is Merlyn... She then handed off and knocked out Arthur to Darius & Kit Cosmo.
And made sure they promised to paint Arthur as the hero who defeated her. And fled the scene and Minerva went to her best friend and hugged her one last time... and fled with the others.
When they had all left to safety... she lifted the smoke screen only to see a hoard of Ancients led by Uther try to arrest her. She flew into the air Celestine had her Gravity wicked moment... as her body finally was about to shatter into pieces.
Celestine: I curse you all, *putting one final spell cursing the Ancients* (basically she's the reason why they all disappeared)
As her body started to implode they mistook it to be a suicide bombing and she was planning to take them all down with her... thinking quick the Ancients Crystalized to prevent the explosion...
But in that moment she has one final vision of Arthur taking the seat as leader of the GSA. She smiles and says "I always you could do it Wart *starts cry* It's just too bad I'll never be able to see it in person".
Arthur woke up in the hospital wing hearing... Darius & Kit recount the story of the incident. With the way Kit & Darius spun it was Arthur who saved the day... (Arthur realized this was all part of Celestine's plan: to give him a title that would protect him even when she was gone...) Arthur * began to weep* with Kit trying to comfort him the best he could...
Making Arthur (to the Ancients) irreplaceable... being able to take down a Hero of Yore when they (Icarus & Uther) could not. Being extremely grateful (and needing a new holy figure), gave him the title of "Holy Knight," and said they owed him one favor...
(So basically he got credit for defeating the love of his life & took her place as the GSA's holy figure...)
So in summary:
Before being detained, she managed to rip off Icarus' wings, blind Uther in his right eye, and kill about 500 Ancients. She was trying to escape only to be stopped by Sir Arthur, who defeated her in battle. But tried to escape only to be cornered by the remaining soldiers... and seeing she had nowhere else to run...
Despite the efforts of the Ancients to paint her as wicked, people could not believe in the shame of a trial. Especially Minerva, when she heard this false slander on her best friend (she had enough of it)... she declared Halcandra's formal separation from the GSA. Cutting them from Halcandra's advanced technology caused an even bigger scandal. And had put her down to silence her as well... removing her...
(What happened to Darius... well that's a story for later)
Ruining their reputation even further... destroying the pristine image they had built up until now. And those who were at the trail were split in the middle... On one hand, it seemed like she had gone on a rampage because of her unfair judgment and merely reacted because she was pushed into the corner. On the other hand, she had always been hiding away her true nature & hatred for all of them, and once she had been found out... she unleashed all of it.
Were both true...
As a result, the Ancients tried to erase her from existence... from the galaxy, with only the remaining Ancients & the Heroes of Yore remembering her... Celestine had become forgotten.` Basically, she was described as (by the Ancients) the unspeakable third who tried to destroy them all & maliciously take them down with her. And she had to be erased...
However, this did not remedy the situation... Uther was still haunted by Celestine's vision he must hunt down the pink warrior... he will not have his reign end. Icarus was all too happy to take over the Halcandra projects... however, was always constantly reminded of being reduced to flightless astral and still hates her to this day.
While everyone had forgotten Celestine: they all remembered Merlyn. But even though, "Merlyn" had become a legend, many doubted the actual existence... of this supernatural being.
However, there was one person who managed to remember her... and that's where her story ends...
Or maybe not...
Her crystallization saved her preventing her from exploding... So she was still alive in there. They tried to hide her crystal in a cave and seal it off so no one would find her... Little did they know that the cave held one of the dark portals of Morpho accidentally ending up in the underworld...
And guess who ends up accidentally winds up there.
BTW they got married in the Underworld
I actually planned this out to be a tragedy, but I ended up making them have a happy ending... (that I can't reveal just yet how it happens in the story)
BUT BEST BELIEVE OUR GIRL GETS EVERYTHING SHE DESERVES AND SITS ON THE THRONE WITH HER KING WHERE SHE BELONGS!
And if you read this long thank you for reading! <3
#kirby#kbasw#lady celestine#kirby oc tournament#sir arthur kirby#kirby oc#kirbyoctournament#sorry for taking so long#home I'm not too late#celarthur#merthur
90 notes
Β·
View notes
Text
why can't you see {peeta mellark}
plot: you're peeta's best friend and you've loved him ever since you could remember.
character: peeta mellark x reader
fandom: the hunger games
You sighed as you watched him as his strong arms tensed and flexed as he carried in the sacks of flour for his father. The way he could lift such heavy things without even breaking a slight sweat was impressive, what was even more impressive was that smile. Bright and happy; the exact opposite of everything in District 12.
"Hey, mouse," Peeta grinned, welcoming you as he dumped the bags of flour behind the counter, "What you doing here?" You smiled at the nickname he made for you years and years ago which started when he gave you a fright and you squeaked... like a mouse. Pretty self explanatory. Even now, years later, it still made you smile and sent a flurry of butterflies flying in your stomach.
"I remembered you saying that you were swamped this weekend with baking cakes for the Madge's birthday." Madge was the Mayor's daughter who was the same age as you and Peeta and in the same class too. She was a nice girl, friendly. It was her birthday and her father was sparing no expense. She was throwing a party on Sunday afternoon and the whole class was invited. You and Peeta were going but the order for cupcakes was pretty massive so you decided to come over early Saturday to help.
"You'd help?" Peeta smiled, flashing those big eyes at you, "That would be great, mouse. I'll get everything prepared."
It wasn't uncommon for you to help Peeta's family in the bakery. Usually most weekends you would come help. Peeta's father would always send you home with a fresh loaf of bread in your bag and some pastries for your family. Peeta's mother wasn't aware of the deal you two had but if she asked, Peeta's father would say he burned them or dropped them so they couldn't sell. It also meant that you got to spend more time with Peeta.
You and Peeta had been friends for years - best friends. You spent most of your free time together. Peeta would paint, you would observe or maybe do some writing of your own. He was the nicest person you'd ever met. District 12 didn't have many people like Peeta anymore. District 12 was cold, isolated... sad and so were it's people but not Peeta. Peeta was happy, always seeing the positives and always smiling. He could always make you laugh so who could blame you for falling head over heels in love with him?
You didn't really know when you fell in love with him, maybe you always had been. All you knew was that it was a hopeless cause. Peeta Mellark could never be in love with you for he had forever been in love with Katniss Everdeen.
As the first tray of cupcakes baked in the oven, Peeta began to make the icing. You watched him work, watching as his skilled fingers plucked out the different food colourings to mix the perfect shades of pink, purple and blue.
"Oh," Peeta said, "almost forgot." He wiped his hands on his apron before grabbing a bag from underneath the counter, "From my dad. He," he glanced around, "burned them pretty bad." The two of you shared a secret smile as you dug out two perfectly crisp and baked cheese buns. You inhaled deeply, about to tell Peeta that they were your favourite when he said, "You know, I think Katniss likes these." You stopped, smile falling but quickly caught yourself and smiled, making 'hm?' noise, "Yeah, I made some for Madge's party but some really did get burnt so was selling them dirt cheap and Katniss bought them all... She doesn't ever come in usually but she must love them cause she bought all of them!"
You forced a wide smile, "Amazing, Peeta... Or maybe she just came in to see you?" It killed you to give him hope but you wanted him to be happy even if it wasn't with you. If you got to see him happy then it was all worth it in the end.
Peeta's face lit up, "You- You really think so?" Quickly, his smile fell and hope died, "Nah, I'm- I'm nothing. She wouldn't like me."
"What's not to like?" You asked softly, "You're unlike anyone I've ever met, Peets. You're..." A giant wave of sadness washed over you as you spoke, "You're so kind, always thinking of others. You're so generous and helpful. You would do anything for anyone. You're a great baker so she'd always have lots of treats to eat-" Peeta laughed, "you're handsome, one look at those puppy dog eyes and she'll be weak in the knees."
"You really mean all that?"
"Course I do. Why can't you see yourself the way I see you?" You reached out, wiping flour from his cheek, "You're incredible, Peeta, and if she doesn't see that, it's her damn loss."
"Thanks, mouse," Peeta grinned, wrapping you in a one armed hug. You breathed him in, relishing in his warmth, "I'm so lucky to have a friend like you." You hummed into his shoulder, keeping your fake smile plastered as tears burned at your eyes.
"Yeah..." you whispered, "friend."
#one shot#os#prompt#long prompt#peeta mellark x reader#peeta mellark#the hunger games#the hunger games imagine#imagine#peeta mellark imagine#peeta mellark x you#thg#thg imagine#thg one shot
378 notes
Β·
View notes
Note
I started to watch Kiseki last week thanks to my dash. My original plan was to bingewatch it after it`s finished if it has a happy ending which might have been wiser. However I am obsessed with Ai Di and Chen Yi. I think it`s interesting that Chen Yi tells Ai Di that they have to be quiet during their first night because Ai Di would get angry if he heard. I am not sure how he wouldn`t recognise Ai Di even if he is drunk because they have always been together but that`s not the point. He clearly cares about Ai Di and doesn`t want to upset him. But how does he know that Ai Di would hear them? Has he heard Ai Di with another man and has he been mad? Even though he calls Ai Di brother at that point he seems awfully upset when Ai Di is with other men and drags him away from them.
Anon, you didn't know this when you sent it, but I am the wrong person to ask.
I'm stressed.
I'm spiraling.
I'm laying in a field of lavender trying to snort the stems in an attempt to chill the fuck out.
All because Kiseki: Dear to Me's finale is so close that I feel it, yet I'm terrified the scene we are all clinging to from the extended trailer is a fake-out, and we are about to be MODC-ed all over again.
If this doesn't make sense to you, GOOD! Stay innocent, anon. Three episodes ago, I was worried about the same thing as you, but here I am on the eve of the eve of the finale, and I can't bring myself to fathom the show will kill someone, even though IT ALREADY KILLED SOMEONE!
But if you do know what I'm writing about, Anon, HOW ARE YOU SO CALM RIGHT NOW?! At least calm enough to send me this ask on the eve of the eve of the finale?! How is Laws of Attraction the only show to know the value of a bulletproof vest unlike all these mafia BLs WHERE IT SHOULD BE A GIVEN?!
And you're just as cool as a caterpillar on a leaf. I'm the caterpillar in the cocoon dissolving into liquid mush freaking the fuck out about death and bulletproof vests, while you are munching on the good bits of this story. Teach. Me. Your. Ways. I'm over here praying to all the santos about a FICTIONAL CHARACTER! My ancestors are judging me right now. So is God.
So due to divine shade, I'll try to answer your question - Chen Yi admitted he was always jealous of Eddie being with other people which is why he was dragging Eddie's ass out of places, (so I can't imagine him being on your level of chill if he heard Eddie having sex with someone else), but Chen Yi didn't realize that it was jealously and possessiveness until Eddie was . . .
Until Eddie WASN'T THERE!
See, I'm already detouring again! Because what will Eddie do if Chen Yi ISN'T THERE?!
I don't care if this chick is Zhang Teng's sister avenging his death or just has a crush on Baker Boy. She is the sole female character, and as a feminist who supports female wrongs, if she is the shooter, Mortal Kombat "FINISH HER ASS"
I support the gays, the goths, and the girls, but in the words of a woman who got it, Jane Austen,
Had not my feelings decided against you, sus high school girlieβ had they been indifferent, or had they even been favorable, do you think that any consideration would tempt me to accept the woman who has been the means of ruining, perhaps forever, the happiness of a most beloved menace?
She better have really gone to the dumpster to throw that glass she just conveniently broke and helps step in to save Chen Yi when she witnesses the shooting because if not . . .
"FUCK"
#kiseki: dear to me#I can't be rational about this show#I'm losing it#someone come pat my head and tell me I'm too pretty for this stress#I need them to be happy#I don't want an apology tour from Taiwan!#Chen Yi better believe in bulletproof vests#don't do this to me again Taiwan#don't you dare!#don't make me beg#because I will#knees to cruel gravel#forehead on your shoe#don't do this to me!
69 notes
Β·
View notes
Text
β’ Chester x Reader (Fluff) γ
On behalf and request of someone!
- - - - - - - - -
You've decided to visit your Jester boyfriend , who fortunately had nothing to do but be funny on most of his shifts , which worked perfectly for him!.
You can't really remember when you fell for him , but in some way he fell for you too , and like hard , slipping on a banana peel type of falling.Β
You finally arrived at your destination , You arrived with a basket of sweets of all sorts. It was kind of ironic to bring more sweets to a sweet kingdom but you'd thought it would make a nice touch of detail.
As you arrived the first person to welcome you was Mandy , she opened the door and to be honest , she fortunately seemed a bit more accessible and in a good mood , if you could tell , Chester hasn't played a prank on her ,yet.
"Hey Mandy!" You spoke , grabbing a bit more tightly the basket of sweets you had in hand.Β
"Oh , Hey there! , Chester's been waiting for you All day!"
You tilted your head a bit in confusionΒ
"What do you mean?"
"He hasn't stopped talking about you , which I'm kinda thankful for that , since he has absolutely forgotten to play a prank on me today" She said proudly , placing her hand on her chest.
"Oh no I haven't!" Chester said as he grabbed a rope , and you automatically backed up , As chester pulled it , it motioned a Bucket on the top of the door , full of confetti and glitter , to fall in Mandy's HeadΒ
"UGH! CHESTER how many times- These will be so hard to clean!!!" Mandy said in desperation as she got the bucket out and coughed glitter out
"WOOPS!" Chester giggled smoothly as he slides in the scene
"I'll kill you!" Mandy said glaring at him with pure hate
"Nuh uh! If you get the glitter and confetti fast enough then it'll be easier to get rid of~" He spoke in an "singing" kind of wayΒ
Mandy groaned as she rapidly stormed off the room to clean her clothes
"Woah , it's the first time i have ever seen Mandy let you go so easily" You chuckled before looking back at him
"She doesn't usually attack me in front of customers" Chester shrugged in a cheery way
You could only giggle at his response , before realizing you were still holding your basket , and immediately offering it to him.
"Awww for me? You didn't have t-" Chester said as he Coed mockingly , and reached in for the basket.
Β You immediately snapped shut the Picnic Basket before his hand touched itΒ
"Not now! , it's a surprise , silly!" You smirkedΒ
"Ow you almost cut off my hand!" He said in an exaggerated and pained expression as he held his own hand
You could only laugh as you took his hand and began leading him
Β "I hope your hand isn't hurt enough for this then" You said while still holding his hand
"Ready for the date of your life? I'll Β make sure to tag you if I take pics!" Chester began to trot in place while slightly pulling you motioning you for a "let's go!" , he was clearly excited to see all the sweets you brought!.
After walking for a bit , you finally made it to a comfy spot , just down the tree where the shade hit perfectly , where you two placed the picnic down in the floor and began accommodating the blankets
Β , food and stuff.
"Now we're all settled!" You chirped happily as you sat down , patting a place for him to sit besides you
"Alrighty , coming down!" He tried to sit down but seated in an uncomfortable motion, there were also some noises that sounded like wrapping papers...
"You got something there?" You askedΒ curiously.
"Well...You thought only my bells made noise? , because!" He said as he lifted up one of his pants leg a bit , dropping tons of candy that were hidden in Chester's pants
"...You had those there the entire time?" You pointed at the fallen candy as you looked confused
"I mean...not the entire day! But I stole a few from Mandy!" Chester picked up some candy from the blanket as he began unwrapping it and throwing them to his mouth
"But if i gotta be honest , we probably don't want to tell her!" He whispered before backing up , still eating the candy with a smug look on his face.
You then continued chuckling as you grabbed the candy and began unwrapping and eating one by one , until you finally spoke again
"Got any more surprises"? You leaned in closer to his face , as he flushed red for a second before looking to the side and playing it off as a laugh.
"Only one" He looked to the floor as he then pointed up , as you lifted your view up , you could see a mistletoe hanging on a tree branch.Β
You looked up for some seconds , before realizing what was he talking about and you began speaking
...
"Chester it's nowhere near christma-" before you could continue speaking , Chester planted a soft kiss in your lips , You got completely caught off guard as he did this , but soon enough you warmed up to it and leaned in to kiss him back , but unfortunately , the kiss was soon cut short as he leaned back and smiled to himself proudly , meanwhile you looked absolutely flustered and confused , but happy.
"Oh by the way you got a little somethingΒ on your face" He said smugly , before getting up and wiping off the dust of the floor off his pantsΒ
"Sorry for the short time! It's probably best if I come back before Mandy makes confetti out of me... But it was good to see you though!" He blew a kiss at you ,Β before trotting off again , still giggling to himself
As you saw him go , you noticed that his lips were tinted in a weird blueish-color ...was he wearing something?.Β
You immediately took your phoneΒ and searched for the camera as you remembered the "You got a little something" comment
And then you saw yourself with the same lipstick color smeared in your face , and as you tried to wipe it out...the color didn't even move.
You just continued staring at him as you saw him go , your face still red and thinking about him and the whole situation , before realizing you just got both charmed and pranked on the same day.
Now you guess you'll have to walk all around Starr park looking like a clown... But it was still a part of your wonderfully funny Jester boyfriend.Β
#brawl stars#x reader#request#chester brawl stars#chester#mandy mention#brawl stars x reader#chester x reader
106 notes
Β·
View notes
Text
Repaying the Debt
Chapter 7
Violet Williams, a typical rich daddy's girl who did nothing but spend his money and hang our with her girlfriends. Her life couldn't be better. But that all changes when her father gets in trouble with New Yorks biggest and most ruthless mob boss, James Barnes and she finds herself repaying the debt of her father.
Violet stared at her ass in the mirror in the small bathroom, wincing as she lightly touched it with the tip of her nail, and an electric shock zapped through her entire back. Her pale skin was now a deep shade of red and blotchy, with small welts from the smack of his ring breaking the skin and leaving an indent. It was a painful punishment, but did she learn her lesson? Aboslulty not.Β
Despite James giving her a thorough reprimand for her bratty behaviour, she wasn't about to leave it on the curb and replace it with perfect submissive obedience. If anything, it only made her want to rebel more. But it didn't look like a chance for that was going to come up any time soon.Β
The leather collar had been locked back into her neck, this time an inch tighter, so that the leather almost choked her, restraining her to the floor once again. The very thought of her in that collar with a red and sore ass made James smile in pleasure, a tingle running down his body. Perhaps he would visit her more often now, just to see her.Β
Violet huffed, pacing the room once again in frustration. Her first experience of discipline and being dominated like that had her in a whimpering mess at James's feet, and she was pissed with herself. This man could so easily have her to the ground with a flick of his wrist, have complete control over her, and have her thank him for her punishment. She could tell he enjoyed it that way too, which made her even more pissed.Β
Violet wasn't a shy girl when it came to men. She had plenty of them in her life, normally rich playboys who had nothing better to do than fuck any blonde in heels with money. She was a consort of men, hoping that each one would wine and dine her until she got what she wanted and then drop them like trash when she got bored. She was so used to them following her at her heel, calling her baby, and tapping their black credit card without taking their eyes off her while she flashed a pretty smile and a giggle.Β
but James was different. He was not a man who could easily be subdued by a pretty face and a desire to do whatever she wanted. If anything, she was going to beg him. He was older than the usual men she would look out for, and his dominant tone of voice and 'doesn't give a shit' attitude were something Violet had never encountered. She was like a baby throwing her toys out the pram, not getting what she wanted, having him back down at her demands, and learning that he was in charge, that he was in control, and that he was going to win.Β
But she wasn't going to stop there. Of course, the knife had been taken away, and the possibility of one coming anytime soon was slim. Violet landed on the mattress in a huff but instantly regretted it as the searing pain in her backside stung like she had sat on a hot stove, wincing and gritting her teeth together to keep the scream inside. She didn't want to show mercy or submissiveness.
It wasn't long before footsteps came scuffing down the hallway, and the door was pushed open hard, with a scowling Steve entering as he kicked the door shut behind him. The collar was on her, but he wasn't in the mood for any tricks she had up her sleeve. Violet watched with wide eyes as he set down a tray of food, a bowl of steam in the middle of the tray, and a glass of water.Β
"Thank you," she said in a happy voice, plastering on a fake smile, and Steve glared over her, one eye narrowing and the eyebrow on the other side rising up.Β
"What's your name?" She asked sweetly, tucking a piece of ragged hair behind her ear. She was looking very dishevelled now, with her makeup nearly all gone and her hair now a bird's nest of blonde locks. She was dying for a shower and something to freshen up with.Β
"Whatever it is you're trying to pull, forget it," he warned.Β
"I'm not pulling anything," she let out a little giggle at the end, and Steve huffed, his lips curling up at the sides, and he crossed his arms over her chest, his muscles bulging from under the suit.Β
"I heard Buck gave you quite a punishment," he smirked, and Violet snorted from her nose.Β
"It barely even hurt," she shrugged, throwing her head up in the air and acting all cocky. Steve chuckled.Β
"Well, I'll be sure to tell him that, so next time he can go harder on you." that completely backfired on her. Her face dropped instantly, a glare looming over her eyes, darkening. She hoped to sound like she was going to put up a good fight with these men, but instead she only made it worse for her the next time she broke the rules. Violet let out a heavy breath, curling her arms around her legs.Β
"If I were you, I'd be a good girl and be careful what you do around here. He won't hesitate to do that again, or next time, do it harder." Steve warned her. Her sassy attitude would have replied, but she couldn't help but believe his words and sink further into the tight ball she was curling herself into. Something about James said he wasn't fucking around here; he wasn't going to be playing games of tag and hide and seek with her, and he would happily discipline her for it.Β
"Anway, you deserved it for crushing the door on my fucking arm like that; you're lucky I didn't get involved," he grinned sadistically, and Violet glared at him.
"Ear your lunch, and don't fucking try anything," he pointed a hard finger at her before slamming the door, the room slightly shaking from the force, and Violet sighed heavily. Scrambling from the floor, she padded to the desk to look down at the grim-looking soup. green with lumpy bits and a plastic spoon. Of course they would give plastic now. Her trust had been broken, and she was reduced to a child's cutlery.Β
She had no choice but to eat. If she was going to escape this nightmare, she needed her strength. The pea soup tasted awful, but she forced it down, coming to terms with the taste at the end, and gulped down the water, even though she wished she had saved it for her next meal. The bathroom water didn't look drinkable, and now she wondered how long it would be until the next refill.Β
The room of nothing was torture. With nothing to entertain herself with, all she could do was stare up at the ceiling, sit, and braid small strands of hair before unravelling them and doing it again, seeing the smallest one she could make, with no telling of the time; it was pure agony not knowing when someone was going to come or not.Β
Exhaustion had taken over her, and Violet had fallen asleep. She hadn't relaised; her morning of running, spanking, and sassing had taken a toll on her, and she slowly drifted off, curled in whatever warmth she could get from the blanket, and she had fallen into a deep dream.
James was there, towering above her with his height, staring down at her with dark eyes that pierced into her. His hands wrangled themselves in her hair, yanking her head back, warmth and breath tickling her neck as he ran his teeth across the sensitive skin, licking up to her ear. He whispered words into her and then came a spank, the loud smack waking her from her slumber, and she gasped. She was covered in sweat and felt sticky and hot.Β
She yanked the blanket off of her for some air and sat up, breathing deeply. She couldn't believe she had just dreamt that. The fiasco of this morning was forcing her to behave even while she was asleep, warning her that he'd spank her again for any insolence. Her ass was still sore, and she winced as she pushed herself onto her side to elevate the pain.Β
To her luck, she had managed to pass time with her mid-afternoon nap but was feeling groggy and gross. She was desperate for a shower now. Her throat was dry, and she needed a drink of water as well.Β
It wasn't long before she heard the scuff of shoes again, and she assumed it was Steve bringing her next meal, but as the door opened and James entered in with a presence, she sat up some more in surprise, staring up at him from the floor. He smirked instantly and kicked the door shut with ease, leaving the two of them in a room of silence. She was surprised that he was carrying the next tray of food.Β
"Comfortable, don't you?" He asked with a raised brow and a cockiness in his voice. She knew he was referring to her tender ass, and Violet hummed.Β
"Just fine," she sassed back, and he chuckled softly, setting down the tray. Of course, her brattiness hadn't been punished out of her; she still had a lot more fire inside her, but James wasn't complaining. He was going to enjoy teaching her the respect she should give others, especially him.Β
"Perhaps I didn't do it hard enough," he teased. Of course Steve had told him what she had said, and he had smirked when he said it. He was very happy to oblige to a harsher punishment. The thought of her between his legs, wincing with every blow to her ass, begging for him to stop, saying the sweet words he enjoyed hearing, the feel of his hand landing smack bang on her cheeks, or even with the use of a paddle or cane. Whatever would bring out the begging in her would work.Β
He was glad he came down here and didn't send Sam instead. The leather collar was wrapped beautifully around her neck, keeping her restrained and docile. He knew his ass was stinging right now, but she was putting on her tough girl act. He replaced the trays with the food, taking the empty one, and turned to leave. He would stay and spend more time teasing her, but at the same time, she had to earn his presence.Β
"I need a shower," she quickly said as she watched him about to leave, and James turned, furrowing his brows. She was looking like a mess, but after this morning, could he trust her? Was this just another effort to make an escape? To be honest, he wouldn't mind if that meant he could have another go at her.Β
"Do you now?" He leaned against the door frame, folding his arms across his chest.Β
"Yes," she snapped. She was growing inpatient as she knew he was dilbertly teasing her, like he was dangling a carrot in front of a donkey to make them walk.Β
"Do you think that's how you ask for something?" He raised a brow, slightly tipping his head to the side, and Violet huffed, her chest deflating.Β
"Please, can I have a shower?" She put on a fake baby voice, fluttering her lashes, and James pushed himself off the door, padding over to her. In a matter of seconds, she grabbed the length of chain near the collar, yanking it up so her neck was tugged, choking her, the leather digging in as she was pulled slightly off the ground but not enough for her to stand. She struggled to gain support, her hands fighting and searching for something to grab hold of, but the only thing she had access to was his leg.Β
"Ask me properly, or you won't get anything," he whispered as he stared down at her, his face inches from hers, and she gasped for air, her eyes turning glassy and her lips quivering. He really wasn't fucking around. His ocean eyes stared down lazily into her wide green ones. She gulped, trying to reach for air, her hands shaking for something to grip onto. She didn't want to give in or submit to him, especially not like this, but she didn't have much of a choice, and as she opened her mouth to speak, hoping a firm voice would come out, all she did was squeak.Β
"Please, can I have a shower?" She begged, and James raised his head just a little further up, chin pointing and brows raising.Β
"Are you going to behave?" She asked, nodding her head as quickly as she could, wanting nothing more than to get out of this chokehold. After a few seconds of gazing down at her, his smirk grew, and he let out a soft hum.Β
"Good girl." A little praise never hurt anyone, and he instantly dropped the chain to the floor, letting her hit the ground with it. She coughed and gasped for air, running a hand across her neck where the collar had dug into her flesh. Fuck! She hadn't realised how easily he overpowered her and made her submit. She would have spat in his face if she wasn't desperate for a shower and some water, but instead she accepted defeat and obeyed his command.Β
But the fight wasn't over yet.Β
Chapter 8
Hey I hope you like this chapter, let me know what you think in the comments
@charmed-asylum
@pattiemac1
@thischubbydumpling
@blackwood-bodecker-housewife
@mrs-bucky-barnes-73
@kandis-mom
@skulliecadaver-blog
@3ratcha08
#sebastian stan#sebastian stan fanfiction#bucky barnes#james buchanan barnes#sebastian stan smut#james bucky barnes#buckyΒ barnes dom#buckyΒ barnes fanficiton#bucky barnes smut#Dom Bucky barnes#mafia Bucky barnes#mob boss Bucky barnes
36 notes
Β·
View notes
Note
.....princess reader uhuh nice one but what about H manhwa/manga author reader who kept it as a secret job as she look innocent lol. What kind of reaction does her boyfriend would do.
(Goo would probably volunteer to do the reference pose lol.)
Lookism Men x Female! Reader (Adult Manhwa/Manga edition)
OMGGG XD THIS IS ACTUALLY A FUNNY IDEA LMAOOOO (and sorry I viewed this request late bc I fell asleep too early) Genre: smut/lemonπ, slight crackπ§¨(comedy) Slight warning: cursing, mentions of sex, NSFW, penetration, h*nta*/mentions of adult manga/manhwa, dirty talking, sploshing (mentions of food), BDSM, mentions of n*dity, Goo and Ryuhei being a diva queen CHARACTERS ARE AGED UP! (reader is female)
Goo Kim/Kuroda Ryuhei/Sinu Han/Vin Ho Bin (Vin Jin)/Young Tom Lee/Gongseob Ji/Olly Wang
He'll tease you a lot tbh. Idk why but I feel like they'll be always reading h*nta* than watching real life p*rn (because he knows that in it's just acting so it really turns him off). So it's no surprise if they ever stumbled on your work xD.
Pretty sure that they already know that you're doing some kinky shit because you showed one of your innocent drawings to him so he just knows your artstyle. The difference is that it's just n*ked girls and boys. But he'll also get turned off if you draw something too weird (ehem Pico). But yeah if it's just normal and adult humans fucking, it will be a great win for him.
He'll probably show off your works to his friends with them name dropping youπ. "Hey guys better read this manga/manhwa it's so fucking good Y/N made it!". Then the others being the dumbasses that they are they will of course search about it and yes, you're pretty much screwed. "Y/N Did you do this?" his friend asked as you turned your attention to his phone and your face turned into a deep shade of red-
"WHA- NO NO NO I DIDN'T WHAT MADE YOU THINK SO?" you denied in panic as you can see the disappointment plastered on his/her face. "Well, it's because your boyfriend suggested to read it". he/she replied as you laughed at his/her statement. "Well, you know he's a joker sometimes. So why did you believe him?" you asked him/her, surprisingly he/she believed in your lies. "Oh, good point. Sorry." she/he apologized as you brushed it off. You'll definitely going to beat his ass when you got home.
"YOU MOTHER FUCKER WHAT DID YOU DO?!" you screeched at him while throwing your arms at him while he panics at your reaction. Despite your flies of punches at him it still doesn't hurt his body and he's in fact going to burst in laughter if it weren't for you acting like a baby (these mfs). "WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?" "YOU FUCKING EMBARRASSED ME INFRONT OF YOUR DUMBASS FRIENDS! GOOD THING I WAS ABLE TO LIE ABOUT IT!" "ABOUT WHAT?!". And yes the moment you asked him what are you ranting about, your mouth zipped shocked as he chuckled at your reaction. "Y/N, there's no need to be shy about it..." he teased you as his hands held your chin as you snatched it away. "About what?" "You drawing h*nta*" the moment he said that specific word your cheeks flushed again with that deep red color, confirming his "theories".
He will 100% insist and request you to be his β¨personal modelβ¨. Now at first you don't know if he's just being an ass to you and want to share your income (which is half true lol), but he just finds the idea of it to be sexy. "Y/-" "No." you cut him off as he whines like a toddler when his mom doesn't buy his favorite toy. "Please, can I be your model?" "Jesus. First, you keep bugging me off. And second, you just want me to share my money!" you screamed at his face as you can see him pulling the puppy eye card. "C'mon baby, I think it's a great opportunity for us to have our own moment in the bedroom. And I'm pretty busy too and we rarely see each other. So it's a great time to share our moments in a great way~" he purred as he tickles your sides you being obviously being pissed off. But no matter how many times you tried to push them off, they'll never leave you alone. "Fine, let's go." "Wait wha- Really? YAY!!!" "Shut the fuck up before I change my mind."
They will 100% flex his big and long dick to you. Seriously you can't help but to stare at his pee pee poking his thin boxers and he'll tease you about it. "Babe, where are you looking at?" he smirked as you blushed and scolded him again. "SHUT UP JUST LAY DOWN SO I CAN TAKE A PICTURE OF YOU". And they enjoy wearing BDSM gear (like blindfolds, gags, ropes on their hand while his hard rock dick is out) with cat ears or sploshing especially with whipped cream or strawberries since it's easier to clean off since they're really lazy. But their poses are just so goofy sometimes that you don't know if you should be horny or laughing your ass out. "Why the fuck are you posing like that?" you chuckled as he poses his hands on his nape flexing his abs. "What do you mean? You don't find it hot?" he teased as you stated that he looks like a Walmart Ken but the 18+ version which he will get offended at lmao (especially Goo and Ryuhei since they're blondes xD) "SHUT UP I'M NOT WALMART KEN!" he screamed as you chuckled at his reaction, just obviously you teasing him back for your payback. "BUT YOU ARE!" "NO I'M NOT! BESIDES I'M HOTTER THAN HIM!".
You and him will fuck on the bed and use the sex toys and he'll definitely film it (with your permission of course) and post it on P*rnHub lmao (but your face will be blurred so don't worry about it, bastard). You and him will be a perfect match in hell jk heaven. He's your personal p*rn star while his girlfriend is a h*nta* artist. Now that's a lot of good money (don't worry he'll share it with you).
Samuel Seo/Jake Kim/Gun Park/James Lee or DG/Taesoo Ma/Jichang Kwak/Cheong Taejin/Yoojin/Young Gapryong Kim
Honestly, the half of them just don't care. The other is like a wild animal screeching and their "little pet" getting excited down there. Though he's not the type to read that kind of stuff and prefers real p*rn since he thought that it's just for horny weebs who can't get a partnerπ(I'm roasting myself sorry).
Like he knows that there's a kinky little shit hiding in that sweet, innocent face. He just doesn't act on it because he's often controlling himself to not ruin that little pussy lmao. Besides he doesn't really care about your hobbies as long as it's not too weird.
But because of his friend being an asshole, he showed him your works and once again you got caught in 24K. "BRO READ THIS MANGA IT'S FUCKING GOOD!" "Isn't that hentai?" he raised his eyebrows as his friend's eyes sparkled even more. "But *insert account here* made it!" they're friend exclaimed as he's shocked to hear that YOU MADE the erotic comic. "Wait wha-" "Yeah they made it! You should give it a try." Their reaction and face looks like: π€¨πΈ but inside they be like: π©π¦. Honestly he's also very horny he's just have that self control and besides he works a lot so he doesn't really have the time to fuck spend time with you. (especially Gun and DG since they're too busy with their gangster/idol life).
He'll also lowkey tease you about it just to get a reaction out of you. And he'll be laughing his ass off inside when you tried to deny it because, first: He often observes you when you're minding your own business. You think that he's just watching TikTok on his phone? Bitch no. He's secretly spying on you and he often sees you sketching/drawing and when he tries to take a look you often pull away so he knows you're drawing kinky stuff. "I didn't know you're that kind of person Y/N. I thought you're actually an innocent woman." He commented as he pulls out his phone with your drawings as you blushed feeling embarrassed. "I-I didn't draw that!' "But this artstyle looks familiar." he stated as it made you confused. How the hell does he knows about your artstyle? Oh right you have an Instagram account dedicated for your drawings that don't scream sus. "I-It's not of you're business anyways if I draw naked women with big boobas!" "So you actually drew this?" he asked again with a straight face but his voice has that hint of playfulness on it making you even humiliated. "BABE!"
He also doesn't mind if you asked him for a picture with him naked as long as you're just drawing the pose for the reference and not actually drawing him posing like that xD. Like the others, they would like dressing in BDSM gear with his hands tied on his back while making that sexy face A:LKJDSKL:JFLA:KH:LKDHF:KLDH:LKAHL: . Honestly they just make you horny without them even trying. He would also flex his dick to you tbh. And at first he's not really a big fan of sploshing since it can be a mess and he's often tired. But he'll get used to it and he's probably the type to pour chocolate syrup on his abs and asking you to lick it off for them (sheesh wtf is this kinky). "Are you looking at my dick?" he stated as he lies down on the bed, the veins of his member popping as you can already see the pre-cum building on his tip making your core wetter than before. "Shut up steroids' man." "It's all natural babe."
He wouldn't hesitate to pound his long and thick cock inside you in the middle of business (he's never been so worked up before). He also doesn't mind if you film it so you can have your reference pose as long as you don't pose it online (especially DG since he's an idol). But he still enjoy this kind of bonding time nonetheless.
#lookism x reader#lookism x y/n#lookism x you#lookism smut#lookism fic#park jonggun x reader#gun x reader#goo x reader#samuel seo x reader#jake kim x reader#sinu han x reader#vin jin x reader#kuroda ryuhei#james lee x reader#dg x reader#eugene x reader lookism
49 notes
Β·
View notes
Text
*Screams in lesbian*
I won't lie, I spent a few minutes trying to screenshot the moment when she crosses her legs, but the scene went by too fast for me to do it π
I originally thought that Arlecchino was lying when she said this since Childe said that he didn't like her at all so there's be no reason for him to talk to her about this... But in his "About Us: Comrades" voiceline, Childe's pretty nonchalant about the fact that the other Harbingers know he's friends with the person who's been foiling their plans, so him casually talking about his friendship with the Traveler to the Harbingers would actually be plausible.
Then again, Arlecchino specializes in intelligence gathering so Childe could very well have mentioned that the Traveler likes sweets, just not to or around her, but an agent of hers could have heard it and carried it back to her.
Oh?? π
So she's dispensing with the politeness? Even with the Traveler present?
"But you? It beggars belief just how nonchalant and carefree you have been. From the very beginning, you, the god Focalors... You have utterly failed to take action."
Damn, look at that glare. She's even referring to Furina by her god name, which is hella rude in Teyvat, even calling her "O great Hydro Archon" sarcastically. Ever since that first meeting with Neuvillette and Furina, Arlecchino has been polite, but also passive aggressive. But now? She has completely dropped the cordiality and her tone was honestly angry and damning.
You know, when Arlecchino first appeared in game, I was surprised by how cordial she was because it was so at odds with how she was in the A Winter Night's Lazzo teaser where she was angry with some of the other Harbingers. But now that she isn't bothering with being friendly, I can recognize her now.
And remember how in the teaser, she was angry with Pulcinella and Pantalone, "heartless businessmen and dignitaries" as she called them (which Fontaine is known for having π), for talking about a proper way to honor Signora's death when they couldn't hope to understand what she went through when they always have convenient excuses to remain in the comfort of their homeland.
And here Arlecchino's lambasting Furina for "drinking tea and eating desserts as if it's all nothing more than a few stray bugs in [her] garden", talking about how she claims she will save Fontaine from the prophecy, but (seemingly) doesn't have a plan at all and is instead indulging in tea parties.
So it seems that Arlecchino is greatly pissed off by people and dignitaries with empty words and empty promises who enjoy comfort and safety while others struggle.
Because of her reactions in both those scenes, I think that if there's anything that can be determined about Arlecchino is that her desire to save Fontaine is genuine. Childe did say that the Harbingers have their own agendas and saving Fontaine from the prophecy could very well be Arlecchino's.
"Very well, let's stop that conversation here. There are still a few slices of cake left, so please help yourselves, everyone."
And then she just goes back to her cordial demeanor like nothing happened!
(Also, her fucking hips!!! π©π«¦)
Guys.
"Those who work hard deserve gratitude and praise."
The shade she is throwing at Furina, my god.
I see those slices of cake there. So she wasn't lying when she said she has a sweet tooth!
This makes me wonder just how strong Arlecchino is. Neuvillette may have taken down Childe in one move, but Childe is the 11th Harbinger, while Arlecchino is the 4th. Could Arlecchino be strong enough to take Neuvillette in a fight? π€
More credence being lent to Arlecchino genuinely caring about Fontaine... π Like Signora, she couldn't rely on her god to save her homeland, so she had to take matters into her own hands.
So once the Fontaine crisis is solved, does this provide an in-universe reason for Arlecchino being playable and aiding the Traveler?
She would have gotten what she wanted so her loyalty to the Fatui would take a swan dive.
And since Arlecchino is high up the ranking and specializes in intelligence gathering, how much info would she give us on the other Harbingers? π
#genshin impact#arlecchino#genshin arlecchino#arlecchino genshin#arlecchino my beloved my wife#please come home soon
29 notes
Β·
View notes
Text
Request #1
Word Count - 1,140
Date Posted - 01/16/2024
Pairing - Lizzie Hearts x Daring Charming
Prom Problems
While Prom wasn't as celebrated by the students of Ever After High as Throne Coming was, it still was a big event, and this year it was being hosted by none other than Pyr Ignus, the son of Prometheus, and Melody Piper, the daughter of the Pied Piper. With a fire theme, thanks to none other than Pyr, everyone was dressed to the nines in various shades of red, gold and orange. Daring Charming was no exception to this. With a suit the color of crimson, accented by beautiful golden details and a golden crown adorned with fire opals, he was the talk of the dance.
Daring was used to this, used to the attention he always got, and all the other students throwing themselves at him for a dance. It made him glow with delight. He adored the spotlight, and as long as the attention was on him, he had no reason to be upset, and yet there he was, standing away from the crowd, brooding.
Daring was so lost in his own thoughts that he didn't notice when a Cheshire grin appeared next to him, and Kitty Cheshire showed from thin air. βY'know, I never thought I'd see Daring Charming of all princes fumble this fairy bad.β The girl practically purred, causing Daring to turn to face her. He looked her up and down, eyes narrowed but he said nothing, knowing Kitty had more to say.
βYou couldn't ask your own girlfriend to this stupid dance? Doesn't seem very charming to me.β She laughed when Daring's face turned the color of his suit, turning away from him and beginning to walk away. βShe's fairy upset, Charming, you might want to do something about it, before this kitty uses her claws.β Kitty flashed her hand up, showing off dagger sharp nails that seemingly appeared - and then disappeared, turning back into beautifully manicured fingernails - in an instant.
Daring didn't have time to rebuttal, he knew he had been in the wrong. It was more than obvious that he had hexed up. He hadn't thought it necessary to ask Lizzie to the dance, he just figured they'd be going together anyway. They were dating after all? But. . .then again no one knew but Kitty, which was something Daring had been opposed to. He had told Lizzie no one should know, he was destined to be Apple's prince charming after all, he couldn't risk messing up their destinies by letting anyone know he was in love with a different princess. Lizzie had agreed to this, but it seemed a bit reluctsntly. Kittyβs knowledge of the situation just made him worried about it getting out. But now? He was starting to realize he had messed up.
The prince quickly gathered himself, disappearing out the doors of the large Grimmnasium they were using to host the dance, he felt eyes burning the back of his head, knowing at least someone, likely Kitty, was watching him go. He had no idea where Lizzie could have been, but checking her dorm seemed like the most likely place. He rushed down the walkway, his tailcoat billowing behind him as he made his way towards the dormitories. His walk was brisk, and with a purpose, and many of the students still making their way to the dance, or taking a break and cooling off watched him go with curiosity, his younger brother, Dexter Charming, among them.
βDaring where are you going?β Dexter called after his brother, running to catch up with the blond.
βI hexed up, and I'm going to fix it.β Daring said, not slowing his pace. Dexter would just have to catch up with him later. He sped up when he couldn't hear Dexter's footsteps beside his, only stopping when he reached the school's dormitory.
That's when he saw her, Lizzie Hearts was standing on the balcony of the common area every tower had, in a beautiful red dress. He couldn't help but blush as he saw how pretty she was, his footsteps halted and he stared up at her, eyes wide and filled with what one could only describe as true love. After what seemed like an eternity passed, Daring shook his head, snapping himself out of his trance.
He rushed up the stairs and pushed through the front doors of the dormitory, his shoes hitting the floor hard as he rushed up the many flights of stairs to get to the floor Lizzie's dorm was on. He slowed once he reached the doors to the balcony, hesitating a bit before pushing them open. Lizzie turned her head when she heard the creak of the large wooden doors, and that's when Daring saw tears in her eyes. Though for some reason, she seemed to be smiling.
Confusion crossed his face, and Lizzie didn't offer an explanation, she just beckoned him closer. Daring obliged, moving to stand next to her. βI'm fairy sorry Lizzie -β He began, but she cut him off.
βYour fairy fairy funny, Daring Charming. Thinking you can come up here and make everything right with a smile and a half-baked apology.β
Daring knew she was right, his apology wasn't going to be the best ever after, he never had been good at apologizing, and besides, why should he expect her to just accept his apology and act like nothing had happened? He had royally hexed up by not asking her to Prom and he knew it.
βI know I hexed up Lizzie, I just-β
βYou didn't think? You never think, Daring.β Her hands gripped the railing, and it took everything for Daring not to place a gentle hand over hers, βI don't think this is meant to be.β
Her words cut through Daring like a knife. He quickly grabbed her hand, causing her to look at him with wide eyes. βCome with me. . .please?β
She didn't say anything, but didn't resist as he tugged her back through the large, wooden doors and down the stairs and out of the dormitory. The two walked in silence, as Daring made his way towards the school's expansive library, the one place he knew would be empty on a night like this. Once they entered, Daring stood to face Lizzie, holding out his hand for her to take.
βMay I have this dance?β He asked softly, and though a bit reluctantly, Lizzie nodded her head. As slowly as ever, Daring began to dance with her, a smile forming on his lips, one that seemed contagious as Lizzie was soon smiling as well. Once she seemed a bit relaxed, Daring took the chance and leaned in, placing a kiss on her lips.
Not all was fixed of course, but Daring hoped he was taking the first step in the right direction, one that would lead to his happily ever after by Lizzie's side.
#eah#ever after high#lizzie hearts#daring charming#goldenhearts#goldenheart#dizzie#daring charming x Lizzie hearts#Lizzie hearts x daring charming#ever after high fic#eah fic#my fics#my fic#poppy's fic
11 notes
Β·
View notes
Text
Rebels Rewatch: "Double Agent Droid"
Don't mess with Hera's droid, y'all.
Zeb and Ezra fistbumping in solidarity and relief that they're not the ones doing this mission.
KKKKGNNHHDD AP-5 THROWING SHADED INSULTS AT WEDGE.
I still cannot believe they sampled "Anything You Can Do" from Annie Get Your Gun, the audacity and wackiness of that choice.
Wedge regretting all of his life choices now lol.
Neat.
Right so the Stormtroopers don't make Chopper... wait at all? While the scanner is thinking? They just let him through the doors while it's still deciding if he's legit or not?
I'm sorry, these guys are just... so bizarre. The one dude with glasses that looks uncannily like Pablo Hidalgo just takes me RIGHT of the immersion.
*whispers* What do they even do?
Also why does the Controller sound way more human than the others????
I have so many questions and even AP and Chopper's bickering can't distract me from them.
Bond Villain Stupidity in not alerting the station.
Though... does anyone actually... work here? We see the other AP droid and no one else inside the facility at all.
The Controller is thinking to capture the base coordinates from Chopper. Not a bad plan but fortunately Hera wipes his memory banks between every mission, because as much as she loves her droid she can't risk compromising the safety of the Rebellion's operations and therefore takes reasonable precautions in case Chopper gets lost, stolen, or captured, Anakin.
Who are you, weird glasses man?
I'm not sure why the Alliance needs the orbital clearance codes for Lothal. They're not exactly planning to sneak in through the blockcade when they make their attack. Unless they planned on using the Quasar carrier or something to get behind the blockade and then release a whole bunch of fighters while in atmosphere?
Like, this wouldn't be an issue if the episode had not established, specifically, "We need these codes for the eventual attack on Lothal." If they had just needed updated codes to get in and out through the blockade since they'd been changed or cycled out that would be one thing but as it is....
*CLUELESS SHRUG*
Yooooooouuu are gonna need to run those numbers again my man, there's no way you had close to any kind of 80% chance of getting near the Rebel base.
Chopper being nice is immediately suspicious.
Controller dude is doing a terrible job impersonating Chopper, which is why this was a dumb plan to begin with.
"We must appease him [AP-5]." Literally the opposite of what Chopper would do, you need to actually study your targets before trying to impersonate them, why are y'all so bad at this?
This is one of those tropes that annoys me, when the impersonator is doing such a bad job of playing the target that it should ping people's suspicions or at least make them ask what the hell is up with them.
Poor Wedge is such a butt monkey in this episode but it is hilarious.
Rebels said don't be so quick to discount conspiracy theories, send note.
<333333
To AP-5's credit, Ezra and Hera do ping Chopper's behavior as weird.
Ezra honey, please sit on the furniture like a normal person lol.
All right, some props in that we figure things are funky much quicker than most characters in this type of scenario.
-squint-
Who's... who's room is that?
*mental map of the ship*
Gotta be Hera's, right? Closest to the cockpit, correct side... Except it doesn't look like the props and assets from Hera's room so I dunno.
*rubs temples* Why do they need a data spike to decode the navicomputer? Chopper never needed to do anything put plug in to access the navicomputer before, this is only to add a ticking clock device isn't it?
Some people questioned why Ezra didn't use his lightsaber, which could have been a plot hole except for one I'm sure Hera would severely disapprove of her ship being chopped up and two... he doesn't have his lightsaber, it's not clipped to his belt anywhere.
Ezra managing to hang on to Zeb here is kind of impressive, actually.
You can tell Chopper's compromised and trying to find the base from the hold computer? Really?
"We don't have spacesuits." YOU GET 'EM LATER THOUGH, LOLOL.
I'm sorry I cannot take you seriously dude, lol.
Gdgkjhkgshd WAS THAT THE DEJARIK TABLE CHOPPER PICKED UP THOSE BLASTERS FROM? HOW. THERE WERE NO BLASTERS ON THE TABLE WHEN THE GROUP LEFT THE ROOM. WHOSE BLASTERS EVEN ARE THOSE?
*shakes writers* WHY DOES THIS EPISODE MAKE SO SENSE?!
Ooooh Hera mad.
See, Ezra knows.
That's... not even remotely how that works, Hera, but okay,
OKAY.
This genuinely sad moment deserved such a better episode.
The unhinged insanity that is AP-5 almost breaking into a musical number.
"No no no go away! I was SO happy!" WHY DID THEY STICK THE FUNNIEST LINE IN THIS EPISODE IT'S NOT FAIR LOLOLOL.
Wedge getting caught in the crossfire lol.
This episode is... I don't even know. Nothing about it makes sense, it has moments of genuine hilarity but they're mismatched pieces in a weird patchwork of tropes and plot elements that are disjointed and slapdash and I just--*rubs face over hands*--it's so BIZARRE and it's funny in a way but I can't I just... can't.
Not even trying to superficially tie this into Thrawn's search for the base gives this enough plot relevance, I would... I would not keep this episode. Like, either fold some of this into "Warhead" to make that stronger or axe this entirely and wholecloth replace it with something else. (Maybe another episode of Ezra struggling with his holocron addiction since people were apparently so pressed that that arc was short.)
I think even the show was embarrassed about this one, I remember we would usually get an episode preview in the Rebels Recon and a TV spot before each new episode and with this one they just kind of... skipped ahead to talking about "Twin Suns", ha ha.
Final verdict I guess? I would save the funny bits and try to put them in a different episode but otherwise this episode is kind of a skip.
20 notes
Β·
View notes
Text
Weekly Blog July 21, 2023
Well, I didn't mean to take this long to get back to my blog, but priorities. LOL. The priority was my WIP fic. I've yet to find a beta, but what I did find was Grammarly Pro. My daughter has a subscription. She uses it for final papers for school. I'm sorry, but I'm old and didn't know this AI app existed. So I ran each of my 20 chapters (110K) through the app, and wow, did I learn a lot. As I said in previous posts, what I needed help with was SPAG, sentence structure and word usage. My alpha and I cover the plot continuity and canon issues. It's canon divergent after HBP, so sometimes things slip in that happened in HPDH. *oops* I also ran my the @hd-fan-fair fic through it.
The app does have its problems with what it suggests sometimes. But it's easy enough to work around those. As it doesn't understand the content, it continuously dings me for using pronouns, especially He. And no, I don't want every time I use the word order to be Order or cloak to be Cloak. But thank you for showing me that I use the words just, that, and over a ridiculous amount of times. And thank you for fixing all the double spacing between sentences in the chapters I wrote in 2007 with a simple push of a button. And thank you for reminding me that when someone is going to sit that I don't need to specify that they are going to sit down, or rose up from the chair, or walked over to the exit door.
So, that's what I've been doing, along with a bit of reading. I have two recs! One Drarry and the other Narcissa with a side of Drarry. Both fics are new!
What I've been reading:
The first fic comes from @hd-wireless, which is currently posting. About This Place (10K) by Anon. Here's the Summary:
Harry left everything, including Draco. Harryβs returned to everything, including Draco.
Things are never quite so simple, though perhaps they could be.
Based on βYou and Iβ by Lady Gaga for Wireless 2023.
This fic is dripping with atmosphere. The majority of the story takes place in a small burlesque bar called Ronnie's. Well, the author is much better than me in describing it:
Within the tiny burlesque bar (or, not-quite-burlesque bar, as Ronnie would say) are the queers that are a shade too queer for the regular gay clubs. Trans butches are ogled by confused twinks, a pretty femme in the middle of the room teases salivating straight women who came here just for fun, and a tall drag queen with an auburn wig flowing down to her waist is on the main stage, singing with a sea of androgynous dancers behind her, winking at her pianist as she launches into a song they most definitely did not rehearse beforehand.
The pianist looks annoyed, but really, heβs good enough that he can handle anything Ronnie throws at him. His long blond hair is half up in a bun, and despite his winged eyeliner and red lips and high heels, heβs probably the most unassuming person in here. Heβs very pretty, but also concentrated in a way that doesnβt invite people in; you would feel intrusive saying hello, or asking for his number. Heβs wearing all black: high waisted jeans, a well-fitted turtleneckβhis uniform.
The story, as the summary stated, is about Harry returning to London after travelling for a few years. He and Draco had been in a relationship before he left, and now Harry wants him back. Love this trope. Draco was hurt that Harry left, really hurt. And now, when Harry walks into Ronnie's, he knows he'll succumb to Harry's wants, but there will be resistance. Working through the turmoil of misunderstandings and being scared to take a second chance can sometimes be frustrating to read with this trope. BUT NOT HERE. The author's writing is so beautiful and poignant you become fully immersed. Harry's revelation about his time away, why he went away, and why he's back is just guh! Draco doesn't stand a chance. LOL. Still laughing about the couch!
About This Place by Anon on AO3
The second fic is Night Dragon, Dawn Bird (20K) by Xenjyn (AO3). As the author says in her notes, this is the story that gives Narcissa the agency she deserves. And it is pure poetry. The Summary is just two lines:
"Is Draco alive? Is he in the castle?"
"Yes."
It begins with the time period right after the war but before the trials. The location is Malfoy Manor, where Lucius, Narcissa, and Draco are living in the midst of the destruction left by Voldemort and the Death Eaters. Narcissa is lying in bed as Lucius sleeps soundly next to her, and she's contemplating all that came before that led the family to this point in time. Draco is traumatized and coming into his own revelations.
Draco is alive and hidden in one of the midnight dark parlors, knees drawn to his chest, sitting in a chair which used to swallow him when he was young. Now heβs too tall for it, his long legs curled to his chest and his hands clutched tight around them, his face hidden in his knees. Heβs sleeping, or weeping. Shoulders rising and falling. Or trembling.
...
Perhaps he sleeps less than her, now. The blanket she conjures flutters around his shoulders, weighted, warmed with a charm. It barely touches him but his eyes open, a frightened start, and then her hand is in his hair, thicker than she remembers it, curling at his temples, stroking over his scalp. βItβs only me, my darling. Sleep.β
βMum,β His voice is so small, so rasping, like he were ill, in the deepest clutch of a fever. His hand finds her wrist, squeezing tight. β Mum . β
There is a dreaminess to this story. We're immersed in Narcissa's thoughts, and they flit from the past to the present and conjecture of what's to come. And there is a background voice in her thoughts: Bellatrix. She's always there pushing Narcissa with her comments. It's quite creepy but oh-so-delicious.
Bellatrix spins, pulses at her, a star-shine fading in and out, closer and distant, like the voice that used to sneak into her room, like the whisper of a laugh when they were girls, like the hiss of madness outside Severusβs door. Cissy, Cissy, Cissy. She calls, I can βt sleep, Cissy. Iβm bored, Cissy. Play with me, Cissy.
There are four relationships (Narcissa/Lucius, Narcissa & Draco, Narcissa & Harry, Harry/Draco) that we are privy to, and the most surprising is the one between Harry and Narcissa. That forest scene was a nexus point for both. They're connected. But the most heartbreaking is between Lucius and Narcissa. We're treated to their past and how they got together. How much they were in love, but then, Lucius fucked up. I won't give it away, but it was one of the most insightful scenes I've read in dealing with their marriage. There is a side of Drarry in the story, and it's like a soothing balm with everything else that is going on.
I feel like I'm failing to say how good this story is in how beautiful it is to experience Narcissa and her path to her agency. Never forget she is a Black witch. Bellatrix says it best. Cissy, not a threat?
Night Dragon, Dawn Bird by Xenjyn on AO3
I hope you get a chance to read both these fics and please give them comments of love.
I would love to know if you use or have used Grammarly and what you thought of it.
That's all for now,
Rom
23 notes
Β·
View notes
Text
WIP Word Search Game
Tagged by @mxanigel, thank you!! π I was given the words NIGHT, COMFORT, and TREE.
Now, two of those aren't actually WIPs because CTRL+F has informed me that I do not, in fact, use the word 'comfort' a lot (I'm not sure what that says about me), and the one instance of 'night' I found is honestly rather disappointing, so I'm just bending the rules for this one.
Night - From Dreaming of Home (Not a WIP), a one-shot from my Mass Effect/Dragon Age crossover series, in which the Warden who killed the Archdemon (who happens to be Loghain, because I just have to put him in unpleasant situations) wakes up in Shepard's body after their reconstruction by Cerberus.
Dark. All around him is dark, unfathomable as a starless night, or a thick coat of tar spread over his vision, and he tries to move his hand to rub it against his eyes, but his limbs are heavy, stuck under the itchy cover that traps him like a coat of ice - cold, and inescapable. There are footsteps in the distance, and as they grow closer the distorted echoes that surround him become clearer. More human. Voices. Erin and Wynne's, he realises as a door creaks open, and, though he still cannot see them, he is now certain they are in the same room.
βSurely you realise another grimoire is unlikely to hold the key to our problem.β
"And what would you have me do?" Erin snaps.
"Tell her Majesty the truth, for one. Maker knows I have little respect for the man but she ought to know..."
"That her father remains unconscious. And she does."
Past his closed eyelids, a faint, yellowish glow pierces the darkness, and he tries to open his eyes once more. To no avail.
"Unconscious does not even begin to cover it. The man is cold as a corpse. It has been..."
"Three weeks, yes, but heβs breathing,β Erin cuts her off again. βThey both are. And that didn't stop anyone from trying to cure Arl Aemon, now, did it?"
"You know this is different. The Arl isβ¦ everything Loghain is not. And you cannot expect the Circle to dispatch what few healers they have to spare for the benefit an apostate and a traitor to the Crown. Not after what happened.β
βOh, trust me,β she huffs. βI do not expect the Circle to dispatch anything for the benefit of anyone. That I got Irving to relinquish this book is a small miracle in its own right.β
Tree - from The Bear, in which Tav and Astarion have a run-in with - you guessed it - a bear (no, not that bear, as they will soon find out)
Outside the tent, Scratch barks in alarm. Urgh. Of course.Β It's in moments like this that he curses himself for not letting Shadowheart keep the dog.
"We're fine, Scratch!" Tavalyn exclaims, but the barking doesn't stop, and soon enough, a growl follows.Β
Astarion doesn't bother repressing a groan as he throws the flap of the tent open, ignoring the rays that prick at his exposed skin like so many ants busying themselves about a piece of carrion. He doesn't dwell on the image, blinking at the beast before him instead.
"What in the Hells ... Halsin?" he hazards, knowing full well the man is half a continent away petting bunnies, feeding orphans and hugging trees. Not that he is particularly eager to have the druid play gooseberry, mind you, but the prospect is somewhat less daunting than fighting a bear naked while the sun slowly-but-not-that-slowly roasts him to a crisp. Gods, the sun...
Astarion dives back into the tent, finding cover in the shade. The bear, however, does not lose interest. One roar, then it charges. Not Halsin. Definitely not.
Comfort - from Long Live the King (not a WIP either), in which Erin and Loghain join Alistair on his journey to Tevinter to rescue Maric. Things are going swimmingly (no).
βMaker damned rum,β he groaned. βIβll be feeling this all dayβ¦ A word of advice: if Isabela tries to βcomfortβ you with a drink, do yourselves a favour and say no. Iβd rather have darkspawn blood again. At least you expect it to be foul.β
Loghain extended the bucket to him.
βThis might be of use,β he said. βBut your advice is noted.β
βOh, wonderful. A bucket to barf in. Way to turn around a lousy day. Never would have thought of that myself.β
Well, then. Loghain picked up the bucket and made for the cabin-door. Alistair caught his arm.
βWait! Iβll take it.β
Tagging (as always, only if you feel like it): @dairine-bonnet, @deedeemactir, @illusivesoul... and I think everyone else has already been tagged, but if you haven't and I forgot you, don't hesitate to pretend I tagged you too! Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to find the words: light, friend, and danger!
#tag game#my fics#loghain mac tir#erin amell#wynne#astarion ancunin#tavalyn silversong#scratch#alistair theirin#dragon age#bg3
9 notes
Β·
View notes
Last Seen Blogs
wamipuloxah
Untitled
itskimme-blog
Wouldn't you rather be someone else?
rabbitcraft
That's it bro, you Mine and then you Craft.
darkmanj77
Untitled
9vg-omnipresent
MY ALLEGIANCE IS TO ROCKSTAR