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tashacee · 5 months

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Mask!Wild meets Aspect!Wild

Mask is so confused why this seven-foot-something lion man (with scarring a lot like his???) keeps hugging him and giving him stuff

Aspect takes one look at this version of himself and says "I call dibs on adopting him, screw you Time"

This ended up SO long but oh well

Aspects of a Mask

Wild hadn’t meant to cause trouble. The Temple was complete, the boss dead, and the treasure looted and divided between everyone’s bags. When he spied the two little statuettes at the side of the room, his only thought had been to straighten them where they stood on their little shelf. They were sweet little things, two identical brothers made of jade, and it would have been a shame to leave them sitting lopsided.

But of course, nothing was ever as simple as that. Wild straightened the figure on the right and all of a sudden there was flash of blinding light and a disjointed voice echoed through the boss chamber.

Wild didn’t catch all of what it said. Didn’t matter. The Chain got the gist of it.

In a universe running parallel with theirs was another Chain, and the parallel hero to the one who had touched the statuette would be coming through to meet them. Something about meeting yourself to know yourself to -

It was a lot of mystical sounding mambo jumbo, but Wild was pretty sure thaat it was just whatever Wizard enchanted the statuettes way of messing with wayward explorers who picked them up.

Wild squeaked in horror and put the statuette down again, skittering backwards in alarm. It made no difference, though. The light had solidified and shifted to the middle of the room, hovering a few feet above the ground and growing in size, shifting into a portal.

Oh Hylia. What had he done? Wild gasped and found himself signing apologies, that he hadn’t meant to do anything, but his hands were shaking so much that it was hardly understandable. He was backing away and only stopped when he ran into Time, his oldest brother’s armour clatterng.

Time placed his hands gently on Wild’s shoulders, squeezing slightly.

“Hey.” he said softly. “Wild. It’ll be alright.”

Wild shook his head but still couldn’t speak. His mask felt unbearably tight on his face. The walls of the temple seemed to be pressing in. He had to get out, had to go somewhere with wide spaces and fresh air. He couldn’t be here. He didn’t want to meet himself from another timeline. Hylia only knew what he’d be like. Would he be the same as Wild? Would his face be-

Or would he be untouched? Would it be him, but the him who didn’t fail?

Wild shook his head and pulled out of Time’s grasp, backing away from the growing portal. Whatever was going to fall through it, he didn’t want to see. Wild had enough trouble dealing with himself at the best of times, having to face another of himself?

Absolutely not.

“Wild?” that was Twilight now.

Wild looked over and saw his brother looking at him in alarm. He was holding an arm out, inviting Wild to come to him if he wanted. His pelt looked warm and inviting, but the thought of being near someone right now was almost too much to handle.

Well, if Wild could say one thing about what happened next, it at least stopped him from having to make his mind up about what to do.

The light flashed. Something - someone? - yelped. Someone fell through the portal with the crash and the light vanished, leaving the Chain staring at what was lying on the ground before them.

It-

It did not look like Wild.

It was a massive, bestial creature, covered in fur and more cat than person. The left side of its body was coated with scars, and it wore a sarong about its waist and was covered in tattoos and jewellery that spoke of some sort of intelligence and culture.

The chain all reached for their swords, just in case, and the creature looked up. Its eyes were bright and blue as it looked around at them all. It lifted its hands.

“Warriors.” it signed. “I swear to Hylia if you shoot me again-”

Wait. What?

Was this - the creature recognised Warriors. It seemed to recognise them all, from how it looked around at them all with something akin to amusement. Wild peered through the crowd of his brothers as it stood, taking in the scars that laced its body. There were less than on his own body and face, but they were still familiar, and the placement of the craters on its chest-

Was this-

“Wild?” Twilight asked.

The creature seemed surprised at being addressed by the rancher, but nodded, giving him a thumbs up. “That’s me.” it - he - said. “I touched a weird statue thing and now i apparently get to hang out with you all for a week.”

What?

The Chain all relaxed and began to sheathe their swords, all moving forwards to greet their temporary new brother. Wild hung back, ducking into Twilight’s shadow.

“You-” Sky began to say and cleared his throat. “You recognised us?” he observed.

Other-Wild seemed fascinated by Sky, bending over to peer into his eyes. “You can see me!” he signed.

Sky frowned. “...yes?”

Other-Wild laughed, a strange, animal sound. “Neat! Yeah I recognised you. I know I look weird. My Chain don’t look like this, it’s just me. I tried on a magic outfit and got stuck in this body. We’re working on it. It’s a whole thing.” he shrugged, as if this was a perfectly normal thing to say. Then his eyes landed on Wind and Spirit and he yipped. “Two of you!” he signed.

Wind cackled. “Hell yeah, two of us! I’m Wind and he’s Spirit!”

Other-Wild blinked and then shrugged. “Sweet.” he said. “I want a picture.”

Then he looked around and his eyes landed on Wild.

There was no hiding any more. His brother all turned towards him, and while Twilight still stayed by his side, he felt horribly exposed. Other-Wild stepped towards him, rumbling curiously and - oh Hylia he had a tail! - tail waving slowly behind him.

“Nice mask!” he signed. “Fashion Queen!”

Beside him, Wild felt Twilight tense, but something inside him loosened at the words. He started to giggle.

“Fashion Queen!” he agreed, all nerves suddenly gone.

It was a joke that he had never told anyone, not even Flora. Once at a stable someone had ridden past in the most ludicrous outfit that Wild had ever seen, brightly coloured mismatched silks and bells and jewels and glistening gold braid. It was an incredible, more than slightly ridiculous sight. Wild, along with everyone else, had openly stared as they passed. And then, after a moment of silence, a little girl who had been staying with her parents, exclaimed ‘A Fashion Queen!’

The whole stable had burst into laughter, and ever since then Wild had, whenever he tried something new on, thought about that moment. About ‘fashion queen’. It was silly, but it was fun. If this creature, if this person knew about that, then-

“You are me?” Wild asked incredulously.

The cat-man shrugged. “Guess so.” he tilted his head, big eyes flicking up and down Wild’s body, taking him in. Wild felt himself draw inwards, flushing under the scrutiny.

Much as he found this new, cat-version of himself interesting, he couldn’t help but see his scars. They wrapped around a solid half of his body, and while they didn’t cover as much of him as they did Wild, while they didn’t destroy his face in the same way, it was still striking how confidently he bared them to the world.

This Wild wasn’t trying to hide his scars. He was bare chested and didn’t seem to care who saw them. Would he judge Wild for his mask, for his loose clothes? This was what he dreaded. He already had enough inner feelings about himself, the idea of another him condemning him-

The Other-Wild purred and closed the gap between them. “Can we get out of this temple? It’s stuffy in here.” his signs were light and conversational as he brushed his tail against Wild’s side and then draped it companionably around his waist. “You like to cook? I do, but my Chain are hopeless…”

The conversation went on like this, gentle and cheerful and undemanding. Wild found himself relaxing around his new brother-self, who was so unlike him but also so very very like him.

The week went by in a blink of an eye. Wild and Wild, to everyone’s surprise, most of all their own, spent hours together, chatting or cooking or even just curled up and dozing. They both had a habit of wandering off and no one had a clue where they were until Twilight stumbled into them, both in their underwear, shield surfing down the side of a very steep hill.

He backed away and never mentioned it to anyone.

Terrified as he had been to meet himself from another universe, now that he had gotten to know Other-Wild, Wild didn’t want to lose him. When the end of the week finally rolled around he clung to his brother-self, tearful as he bade him goodbye.

Other-Wild knelt before him to be eye level and pulled him into a tight hug.

“We will meet again.” he promised. “I’ll fight Hylia myself.”

Wild giggled wetly. From what he’d learned of his other self this past week, he believed it.

Other-Wild glanced around and then leaned in so that no one else could see what he said. “You can trust them.” he said, gesturing to the chain. “Trust me. They all love you. They’ll never judge you. I promise.”

Wild had tearfully showed him his face a few days ago, but he hadn’t received any of the censure that he had expected. Instead Other-Wild had given him only love and understanding, and had shown him a selection of his own most gruesome scars, including the stump of his missing arm.

Wild hugged him again, burying his head into his fur. Other-Wild rumbled and held him a moment more, and then the portal appeared behind him. He straightened, purred once more as he waved to the Chain, and was gone.

Beneath his mask, Wild felt himself smile. It may have only been a week, but something fundamental felt changed inside of him. He felt a little happier, a little more confident.

Wild turned and jogged over to Twilight’s side, taking his brother’s hand and burying himself into his side.

Somehow, he felt, everything would be alright.

#it me #replies #hero’s aspect au #hero's aspect #finding family #mask!wild #my writing

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emeraldspiral · 3 months

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Something I wish they did more was having Dib try to combat Zim using magic instead of science. He did try summoning a demon to steal his soul in Mortos and in Mopiness of Doom he attempts to use a talisman from a wizard store in the mall, (which led to him giving up on trying to defeat Zim altogether). But we never really got to see Zim actually try to grapple with magic being used against him.

Normally Zim's knowledge and resources dwarf's Dib's when it's a battle of science vs science, perhaps no better illustrated than in The Wettening. But Zim doesn't know dick about magic or the supernatural, so he'd be way out of his depth trying to combat Dib if he ever found something actually effective he could use against him. You could have Dib use a protection spell that prevents Zim from harming him, or a curse that makes Zim unable to lie, recruit a ghost to harass him in his own home, take control of him with a voodoo doll, or magically summon fire and shoot it out of his hands. Lots of possibilities to keep him on even footing with Zim as their conflicts escalate.

I kinda like the idea of Dib becoming a super powerful warlock who still somehow can't get anything done because of how overwhelmingly corrupt and ineffectual the world around him is and who's also still desperate for approval that he never receives despite how outrageously accomplished and OP he gets. In a way, becoming even more like Zim, who absolutely has the resources to destroy the world, but has no idea how to use them effectively and constantly wastes them on petty skoolyard bullshit.

Either that or everything Dib finds that he thinks he can weaponize against Zim always comes with a serious design flaw or drawback that makes it functionally as useless as the Megadoomer's cloaking device. He studies mystic lore, learns spells, and collects ancient relics, building up this huge knowledge base and arsenal that's almost entirely useless bullshit. Over time he becomes super jaded about magic not living up to the hype. Like, not so jaded he loses the curiosity and enchantment that keeps him pursuing paranormal investigation, but he definitely stops getting excited about the latest source of "untold power" he hears about and approaches the legends with a lot more skepticism about what it can actually do.

#invader zim #dib #dib membrane

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blackopals-world · 1 year

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The Twisted Wonderland OC (Yuu)niverse Writing Challenge

In the past, I've written plenty of AU stories and a few have featured cameo OCs. These OC were temporary characters but I'd like to introduce more standard characters to do cameos. So to my followers, I'd like to give you a chance to submit your own characters based on a list of obscure or lesser-known stories or characters that we haven't considered.

The Rules:

The list is first come first serve but chose wisely. Don't rush because you might not be happy with the results.

You can call dibs on 1 prompt on the list but you have to finish within a timely manner (24 hours) before the prompt is available again to everyone. I will update this post everytime a prompt is taken or open.

After a prompt is completed the character's name will appear as a new tag in any future works they appear in.

Be as creative as possible, no self-inserts. That would be against the spirit of being as creative as possible. I want you to think outside the box (so I have more to write about them)

Don't be mean. If a prompt is taken and someone does it anyway I discuss giving them their own prompt or letting them make their own if they like. We must be welcoming. This is for fun.

If you have questions don't be afraid to ask.

Your template must be completed in full with character info like appearance description added. You don't have to do the art but it would be appreciated.

Submit by reblogging your finished templet and profile so that it's visible.

Template: (credit goes to the original creator @yxmechii)

The prompts:

The red hot iron shoes (Cinderella)

Br'er Rabbit (African American folklore)

Arachne (Greek mythology) (Taken) (finished)

The Sundrop Flower (Repunzel)(Taken)(finished)

Mother Gothal (Repunzel) (BTW I've considered making this one a teacher. Tell me what you think)(finished)

The fox wife (Inuit folklore)(finished)

Ronno (Bambi)

Mother Holle (Grim brothers)

Rumpelstiltskin (Rumpelstiltskin)

Little brother and little sister (Grim brothers)

Thumbelina (Thumbelina)

Princess and the Pauper(taken)(finished)

The golden goose (Jake and the Beanstalk)

The willow tree (cinderrella)

Anansi the spider (African folklore)

Shuten dōji, oni (Japanese folklore) (Taken)(finished)

Puck (Shakespeare's A midsummer's nights dream)

Sun Wukong (Journey to the west)(finished)

Indra (Indian/Hindu mythology)

Puss in Boots (finished)

Baba Yaga (Russian folklore)(finished)

King Midas (taken) (finished)

Morgan le Fay (King Author)(finished)

The wicked witch of the west (the wizard of oz)(finished)

Ganto(lilo and stitch)

Tamatoa (Moana)

Pain and Panic (Hercules)(finished)

Mrs.Teapot (Beauty and the beast)

Moonstone Opal (Tangled series)(finished)

Updated: added characters

Centaur (Fantasia)

Dr.Hamsterviel (lilo and stitch)

Stitch (lilo and stitch)

Bagheera (The Jungle Book)

Sabor (Tarzan)

Tod (fox and the hound) (Cooper is an Oc I've already made)

Captain Hook (Peter Pan)(I'm sorry but he has to be an adult character for obvious reasons)

Chernabog (Fantasia)(finished)

Madame Madusa (The Rescuers)

Brutus and Nero (The Rescuers)(we could use another pair of twins with an evil master)

Diablo (sleeping beauty)

Iago (Aladdin)(taken) (finished)

Sir Ratigan (The great mouse detective)

Darla Dimpleton (cats don't dance)

Steele (Balto)

Hans (frozen)

The flying carpet (Aladdin)

The ugly duckling (finished)

The black swan (Swan Lake)

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland yuu #twst yuu #writing challenge #twisted wonderland x reader #twst mc #twisted wonderland incorrect quotes #vil schoenheit #azul ashengrotto #leona kingscholar #riddle rosehearts #twst kalim #twisted wonderland oc #idia shroud #malleus draconia

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ephemerasnape · 5 months

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So it's come to my attention that I have way too many Victor Rookwood audios, so I am breaking them down here for you in three categories: "Nice" (for him), Mean, and SFW. They are all f!listener with no use of Y/N or MC.

Despite "nice" or "mean" status, various warnings may apply. Many are dead doves. Daddy is a villain after all and you're, well, you.🌟 = recommended!

Come to Daddy (Rookwood x You - 5:06min) - Explicit. You see the error of your ways and seek an alliance with Rookwood.. but that's not all you have in mind.

🌟A Bone to Pick (Rookwood x "You" - 2:48min) - Explicit. Rookwood calls you out for making filthy audios about him.. Let's be honest, this one is pretty specific to me personally, but I'm certain you will still enjoy it.

🌟Bred by Victor Rookwood (Rookwood x You - 4min) - Explicit. "When daddy comes in you, he means it."

Captured by Rookwood (Rookwood x You - 4:49min) - Explicit. You get yourself caught and Victor Rookwood has his way with you.

Daddy's Pleasure (Rookwood x You - 0:40min) - Explicit. Just Daddy finishing inside you (GN)

"Nice" DR Series:

Goblin Supremacy

Part 1 - Goblin Supremacy (Ranrok x You, Rookwood & You - 4:59min) - Explicit, Rape "Prepare to be conquered for goblinkind, little witch." (This audio contains rape but Rookwood is not the one doing it)

🌟Part 2 - My Little Angel (Rookwood x You - 6:57min) - Explicit, Dubcon, Hurt/Comfort. Rookwood saves you from Ranrok and takes you back to Rookwood Castle... But his motivations are not necessarily altruistic. "Let Daddy Rookwood make it all better."

Just a Little Blood (Rookwood x You - 2:02min) - Explicit, Rape - Rookwood punishes you for all the wrongs you've committed against him and his people.

🌟 A Big Day (Rookwood x You - 2:32min) - Explicit, Rape - Rookwood promises to kill you... after he's "made you a woman."

The Pledge (Rookwood & Selwyn x You - 4:50min) - Explicit, Gang Rape - Silvanus Selwyn catches you, but Rookwood gets first dibs...

All in a Day's Work (Rookwood x Ashwinder!You - 2min) - Explicit, Dubcon - You are an Ashwinder and Rookwood calls you into his office. Not sure if he is really nice or mean here. He's definitely an ass but he could be a lot worse.

"Mean" DR Series:

🌟 I highly recommend the entire Rookwood's Revenge series! I consider it my best audio work, especially parts 3 and 4.

Rookwood's Revenge - Part 1 (Rookwood x You - 5:01min) - Explicit, Rape - Rookwood has you exactly where he wants you.

Part 2: The Ashwinders (Ashwinders & Rookwood x You - 4:55min) - Explicit, Gang Rape - Rookwood lets his men (and women) loose on you. "Was all that meddling worth it?" - Includes a lot of actual dark wizard voice lines.

Part 3: A Hurting Thing (Rookwood x You - 5:18min) - Explicit, Rape, Violence - After his Ashwinders have finished with you, Rookwood takes you to his private chambers. "No one is coming to save you. No one even knows where you are." WARNING: BRUTAL

Part 4: Endgame (Rookwood x You - 5:03min) - Explicit, Dubcon, Threats, Violence ☠🕊 You are physically and mentally broken, but you have not yet given up your will to live. "Your continued existence is entirely at my discretion." EXTREMELY DARK

The Rookwood Gang

Part 1 - Comeuppance (Ashwinders x You, Rookwood & You - 5:54min) - Explicit, Gang Rape, Lesbian Elements - You are subjugated by Ashwinders and Poachers.. "You'll suck my cock like your life depends on it - and it does!"

🌟 Part 2 - A Wicked, Wicked Man (Rookwood x You - 6:50min) - Explicit, Rape, Violence - Rookwood gets his turn with you. "This is what the Rookwood Gang does with filthy sluts like you."

🌟 Bait and Switch (Sebastian & Ominis, Rookwood - 2:15min) - Humor - A PSA for Daddy Rookwood. Suggestive but not explicit.

Victor Rookwood Reads a Spa Menu (11min) - "ASMR," SFW!

My Darling Girl (Rookwood x You - 0:34) - Just Praise from Daddy Rookwood. Oof, right in the feels.

Victor Rookwood Ringtones (It is what it sounds like!)

Epic Rap Battle (of the Daddies) - Rookwood vs. Aesop Sharp (1:30min)

Anne confronts Rookwood (Anne Sallow & Victor Rookwood - 1:24min) - Excerpt from Devoutly to be Wished (fic)

The Sexual Obsession Iceberg - Narrated by Victor Rookwood

Many thanks to @rookwoodswife for her contributions to most of these! 🎩🎩🎩

For fanfiction of DR and others, as well as audios of other characters, please visit my full masterlist at this time. Thank you!

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sodapops0lstice · 5 months

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If youve all been wondering where grubpeta and friends have been the answer is theyve all been busy growing up!

More info about the guys under cut ⬇️

Equius Strider-Zahhak

Equius wasn't originally meant to go Dirk. Considering his reputation of him and children. Dirk didn't exactly disagree and was more than willing to just be a collective uncle that visits sometimes. Unluckily for him, Equius almost immediately attached to Dirk. Whenever he was took to someone else's house to be raised, Equius started to chew up table and chair legs and causing general mayhem. So he was dropped over to Dirk's. Not under the control of a demonic puppet that was made by literally the most evil entity in the universe, Dirk is actually a pretty solid dad. Equius helps out with robot projects.

Nepeta "Grubpeta" Vantas

As y'all saw before Nepeta went under the care of Karkat. He had felt guilty about how he treated Nepeta in his past so in an odd sign of repentance he adopted Nepeta. Most people still refer to her as Grubpeta or other derivatives of that. She's only ever called Nepeta by Karkat. Karkat has 0 drip so she got that scarf from Kanaya who is basically another parent for her since Karkat is pretty inept at parenting.

Tavros Strider

When Vriska saw that a Tavros grub was up for grabs, she immediately dibbed on him. Obviously, everyone knew that was the worst idea possible but everyone who would of reasonably adopted him was already handling a child of their own (whether that child was one of the omega kids or the grubs). Dave basically threw his hands up and took one for the team. Promising to "swag this baby out". And he sure did that. Tavros Strider ending up as a lot more confident than his other self. Vriska is still not allowed near him.

Eridan "Caligula" Lalonde

Eridan was adopted by Calliope and Roxy due to Roxy wanting "tha wizard bby". Calliope attempted to paint herself to appear more lusii-like for Eridan. Roxy had to talk her out of it. The cardigan was made by Kanaya as a forgiveness gift. Which was a really serious/awkward confrontation with essentially an aunt and he 5 year old niece who was getting forgave for actions he didn't even get the chance to commit. The tail was by Calliope from scraps of her cosplay works. He was affectionately nicknamed Caligula by Calliope.

Feferi Crocker-English-Peixes

Was picked up by Jane to end the cycle of abuse started by the Condesce. She was adopted before Dirk became a part of the polyamourous clusterfuck that is Jane and Jake's marriage, the only real issue it brought up for anyone was that Feferi asked awkward questions with little to know hesitation. Made even funnier cause she adopted a very formal way of speaking. The tiaratop still works but has no ads/brainwashing mechanisms. Spoilt to hell and back by Jane and Jake but when has Feferi not been spoilt?

#homestuck #solar systems #grubpeta #equius zahhak #nepeta leijon #tavros nitram #eridan ampora #feferi peixes

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lulublack90 · 1 month

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Prompt 23 - Coward

@jegulus-microfic March 23 Word count 454

Previous part First part

“I think we’re rubbing off on you, Potter.” Barty snorted when James arrived. Sirius had already filled Evan and Barty in on why they wanted to come over. “I’m liking your Slytherin side, Potter. Makes me all tingly.” He rubbed his arms over his chest, head thrown back, cackling. He stopped abruptly when James caught him with a stinging hex. But even that didn’t stop his wicked mouth. “Oh, Potter, stop with the foreplay and get stuck in. I won’t tell Reg if you don’t.” Barty ended up on the floor when Evan physically shoved him off his bed. “Oi, what was that for?”

“You know I’ve got first dibs on Potter when Regulus gets bored.” Evan drawled, brushing imaginary lint from his robes.

“Then who do I get? Barty whined.

“Sirius or Remus.” Barty pondered for a second.

“Well, Sirius has the beauty,” Sirius blushed. “But it would be like shagging Reg and sorry, Sirius but no. Now Remus has the animal magnetism. I think I’d be very happy with him, at least in the bedroom department. I bet he—”

“Silencio!” James growled. Barty was suddenly cut off. His mouth was still moving, but nothing came out. He sat sulking on the floor when no one would help him reverse the spell.

James pinched the bridge of his nose as he tried to purge Barty’s words from his brain. He visibly shuddered at the thought.

“Right, anyway. Can we please discuss what we’re going to do about Peter?” James spat Peter’s name out.

Fine, he might be showing a bit more of a Slytherin side, but so were the others, and his Gryffindor sense of right was roaring inside him stronger than any other will.

Peter had betrayed them. Peter was still betraying them. He’d thrown his in lot with the most evil Dark wizard the world had ever seen, and it sickened him to his core. The Marauders had given him everything. They were brothers in everything but blood. They would die for him. And yet he’d used James to get information about Sirius. He’d used James to put Sirius in danger.

A firm hand grasped his arm, and he released the breath he hadn’t realised he’d been holding.

Sirius waved his wand at Barty.

“Come on then, clever clogs,” He grinned toothily at Barty. “What’s this idea you’ve been bragging about since we figured out `Peter was the spy?” Barty grinned back just as toothily.

“Sit down, Black. I’m about to rock you’re world.”

Barty’s plan was a good one. It needed a bit of fine-tuning, but James liked the idea of it. That coward was going to feel all the betrayal and hurt that the rest of the Marauders felt.

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anxiousnerdwritings · 1 year

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Look, Lovegood!reader would come up with the most out of pocket product ideas for Fred and George’s joke shop

Oh definitely! And by all means, Fred and George are completely game for anything and everything they come up with. The twins even offer Lovegood!Reader a job working with them at their home shop and they get dibs on whatever merchandise they want to try. You know how Ron’s their brother but they make him pay double, well Lovegood!Reader doesn’t have to pay shit. Hell, Fred and George may even go as far as having them take up being partner to their joke shop as a whole since some of their most popular items were the Reader’s idea to begin with.

I love the idea too that Lovegood!Reader just somehow happened upon the twins while they’re too caught up in their discussion with each other to notice about their up and coming business, probably scaring the life out of them only to share a completely out of pocket, wildcard of an idea for a new Weasley Wizard Wheezes product and the twins just absolutely becoming enamored with the Reader from then on.

Try and change my mind but these two become complete ride or dies for their favorite Lovegood, even Lee Jordan has joined the protect ‘Protect Y/n Lovegood At All Costs’ Squad.

#anxious answers #yandere fred weasley #yandere george weasley #yandere harry potter concept #yandere concept

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itshaejinju · 3 months

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Random BG3 Thoughts - Rolan

Rolan is touch-starved, just living behind the mask of a talented wizard who is the hand picked apprentice of Lorroakan’s. That he is better than the rest, that is what he tells himself as he hears more and more whispers about Lorroakan’s attitude and reputation. That it doesn’t matter he will learn all he needs to learn despite the rumors and be the best.

Druid Tav trying to attempting to fix the sour taste the Grove’s Druids have left in the Tieflings mouth has proven a difficult task. Druid Tav spending time with Cal and Tai as they warmed up quickly when they sided on staying at the Grove instead of fleeing to Balduer’s Gate as Rolan had intended. Rolan had his guard up around you all the time, golden eyes watching you and your “pompous” group like a hawk.

He couldn’t leave his siblings no matter what, he had made a promise the day they came into his life that he would watch over them no matter what.

Why was your face so comely? Why was your voice reassuring and pleasant to hear? Why were you a Druid?

It irritated him a lot. Cal and Lia were following you around like a puppy, so much so their tails started to resemble the beasts that they would transform into with ease. They watched in awe as you shrugged off the fur and returned to your enticing form before them. The magic came easy to you, he would have to spend hours and hours pouring over tomes to get the spells and hand motions correct in fear of messing up.

One day Druid Tav came back bounding over to him carrying a large bag, an excited look on their face, his lips curled in a sneer trying to hide the flutter in his chest that he enjoyed that smile aimed at him.

He didn’t deserve it.

Druid Tav presenting him with a bag full of scrolls they had found that Gale and the others already knew or weren’t interested in learning. Stating that he could have first dibs knowing he was bound to go to Baldur’s Gate to learn from Lorroakan that he could impress him more with all this knowledge. That he could sell the rest for traveling money if needs be. (Despite Astarion’s disapproval that the money could line their pockets) Druid Tav not noticing the small blush rising to his cheeks, as it was hard to tell with his natural complexion and skin tone only could tell if you knew well enough. Rolan was wary no one just gave him gifts, a Tiefling, without wanting something in return.

“What is it that you want for these?” He sneered harsher than intended but who did they think they were just being nice to him and giving him stuff?

“Nothing? We don’t need them, in my Circle it’s common to give such things to friends they take what they want then sell the rest.” Druid Tav commented fondly talking about their Circle.

“I don’t need. . .” He started, feeling overwhelmed not knowing how to respond just that he knew this was not the right answer but Druids haven’t been so kind.

“Then sell it, these are probably really common ones that you probably know already, I shouldn’t have assumed these would be new to you. I mean Lorroakan’s apprentice and all.” They shrugged their shoulders, looking a bit downcast, feeling they had insulted Rolan.

Rolan felt bad, taking the bag far away and reading over the scrolls in a secluded spot in the distance he could only barely hear Alfira’s singing. They were a lot he hadn’t learned yet, damn his pride.

Ever since the scrolls Rolan started to try and warm up to Druid Tav, listening to their stories that was told to Cal, Lia, the kids and Dammon. Learning of the help they were providing to the Tieflings and the stuff they were unearthing about Kagha.

The night of the party after, their group had revealed the Shadow Druids for who they were and knocked some sense in Kagha and freed Halsin from the Goblins he knew he was in trouble. Entertaining his siblings who had begged for him to show off his magical prowess, the beguiling Druid Tav was watching him eyes shining reflecting the fireworks he was producing.

Why did he feel the need to make the magic even more impressive? Why did he want to watch their reaction only? Why did he wish that they were the only ones here?

The moment Druid Tav was clapping for them a smile on their face, rushing over to him a hand on his shoulder the rush of adrenaline going through his body like wildfire. He wanted more of the touches, it felt good like their touch was made of the Weave itself. Pure magic.

Maybe not all Druids are bad?

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