#Cause yeah I got them but I didn't do them

[angelltheninth]

Arcane Characters Find Out You Haven't Had Your First Kiss Yet

Pairing: Jinx, Vi, Caitlyn Kiramman, Maddie Nolen, Ekko, Vander, Silco, Sevika, Viktor, Jayce Talis, Mel Medarda x Fem!Reader

Tags: fluff, kissing, first kiss, flirting, banter, shyness, gentle kissing, musundertsnadings, age-gap, experiance gap

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A/N: I have kissed people before and I know I wanna kiss all of them too. They deserve kisses, they need kisses.

"Ya've been starin' at me for an awful long time now. Not that I mind, your eyes are real pretty, sugar. But ya've got me all curious now." Jinx invaded your personal space like it was no big deal and leaned in so you had but inches between you.

You pressed your lips together and fidgeted in your seat. "You... I was wondering have you kissed anyone before?"

"Well here and there but not recently. I've got someone I really wanna kiss now." She pointed at you and tucked a hair behind your ear. "Wanna make out? I don't have any important things to do for a few hours?"

"Few hours? People make out for that long? Wait no, that's not what I want to do. I was curious cause I never kissed anyone and I was wondering if you... maybe wanted to kiss me?" With a slightly bashful tone you met her shiny purple eyes which only seemed to get brighter as she closed in.

"Do I wanna kiss ya? I wanted to since I saw ya! Been waitin' to get asked. Ya know, gentlewoman and all that shit." She wasn't one, not by a longshot but she also knew she could cross boundaries easily, this was one where she was more than willing to wait. "Pucker up quick!" You only had a second to react before harsh lips closed over yours, her thin but strong arms locking you in place on the chair. "Mwah!" Jinx cackled when she pulled back. "There. That's one thing to cross of your list. Can't wait for more." Winking she spun around in her chair and did a little happy dance.

Everyone knew Vi was a bold one, what she wanted she went for, often with little questions asked. She spent the whole date taking initiative, taking your hand, showing you the best places in Zaun, and a few at Piltover too, although she didn't know as many that were cooler than Zaun's. At the end of it she walked your home.

"I live in a safe neighborhood, Vi. There's no need for this." You argued as you fished for your keys to unlock the door. As you did you had full intention to invite her in.

"You never know when someone might try something. You're too cut to pass up on, sweet thing like you, bound to attract eyes. People might get ideas. Like this." Before you knew it, she pressed both hands against your hips and kissed your neck. You nearly dropped the keys when you felt the bolt of excitement run through your body. "See what I mean?"

Gulping you turned your head to hers. "Y-Yeah." She smirked and cupped your chin with the opposite hand, bringing you closer. "Vi, hold on." You turned your head back towards the door. "I never kissed anyone before." The whisper pierced through all the horny energy in Vi's body.

Her hands dropped from your hips. "Oh. Well now I feel like an ass. Since you let me walk you back and all, I thought... sorry I don't know what I thought. Do you want me to leave?" She waited for you to turn around and was surprised when you cupped her cheeks and leaned in. Her eyes widened for a moment before closing, right as your lips met in the middle. The grip on your hips returned, but it wasn't as strong as before. She wasn't the only one who could initiate.

You could look far and wide and you wouldn't find a bigger gentlewoman than Caitlyn. She asked if anything she did was wanted, if it was okay, if you liked it. Some of it came from her Academy days, some from her upbringing but she was never pushy with you.

It was actually you that noticed she was glancing at your lips a little too often while you were helping her sort out through the many documents she apparently had to bring home to work on. "Today was supposed to be our date, seems to me like you're dating your work as much as you're dating me." You teased and watched her huff.

"That is not true. You are infinitely more attractive, darling. I wouldn't kiss the papers but I would kiss you any day." Caitlyn flirted back and set the mentioned papers down. "In fact... I could use a little break from this. And you're right, tonight is our date night. So, tell me," Caitlyn walked up to your side of the desk and leaned on her hands, her face above yours, "would you do me the honor of kissing me?"

A heavy blush bloomed on your face as you felt caught in her crosshairs. When she got serious about something she saw it though until the end. That's how she was looking at you now. "I'd love to kiss you, Cait."

She chuckled at your breathless tone. "I'll go slow. It's your first kiss, right? I figured from the way you'd blush and turn your head when I'd lean in." Her gloved hands slid over your hands, giving them a comforting squeeze. "Close your eyes for me, darling." The moment you did you felt her lips against yours, perfectly falling into place.

"You're joking, aren't you? You haven't kissed anyone? No one? Not even a little?" She tried to hide her amused smile behind her hand but it was futile. You rolled your eyes at Maddie and then threw a pillow in at her head.

"First, how do you kiss someone a little? And second, you know I've barely dated before this. You're the first girl I'm kinda serious about. Thought that waiting to have my first kiss would be... you know romantic?" You shrugged and hugged the other pillow close to your chest. Maddie let out a loud 'awww' and hugged you tight, kissing your cheek.

She laughed when you tried to push her away for making fun of you.

"Now hold on. I think that is really sweet of you, love. Not many people out there have your romatic mind and I love that about you. Also, real sweet that you want to kiss me out of everyone." Her hands pressed upon your shoulders and her smiling face approached yours. "Do I get to do that now or...?"

You could see how eager she seemed now that she learned all this new information. "I mean... if you want." Your hug around the pillow tightened as you tried to will yourself to calm down. On the outside you were calmer, ever pushing back into the kiss, sighing contently against Maddie's lips, but on the inside, you were a damn mess of anxiety. "Shhh, it's just me, remember?" She cooed against your lips and waited for you to relax, massaging your shoulders before leaning in for a second, longer kiss.

This was more of a dare than you wanting to kiss anyone tonight. It wasn't your fault that all your friends knew about your big crush on Ekko and roped you into a game of darts that you lost and therefore had to walk over to him and kiss him. Your friends watched you fumble over to him, all giggling.

Ekko looked at you a little bewildered. "Look, don't ask, this was all their idea." You pointed behind yourself at your friends. "They dared me to kiss you so, if you wanna kiss me... you know, cool

"I've got nothing against kissing you, firefly, but I'm a little confused. Thought you didn't mess 'round with friends like that." Ekko did, you knew but you always thought that if you crossed that line with him there would be no bottling your feelings back up. And standing here in front of him, asking for a kiss, you knew that was true.

"I don't mess around with friends. But they won't leave me alone about not kissing anyone yet and you were the safest bet. Plus..." You moved from foot to foot, like that would shake off your nerves. "I like you, Ekko. As more than a friend. I have for a while."

All the chatter from around the two of you seemed to fall into a void. Ekko opened his mouth to say something but you kissed him before he could, too scared of a rejection and too high strung to think about the fact that you might never get this chance again. But to your surprise he kissed back, his full lips pressing hard against yours. "Thought you'd never come out and say it. Damn, been waiting to hear those words since forever." Ekko hushed against you before he dragged his lips from the corner of your mouth to your ear. "I like you too." He confessed with a whisper.

"Don't you let what those assholes said get to you, darlin', their mouth is bigger than their brain." Vander cleaned the dirty glasses behind the bar as you handed them to him one after another.

You grimaced, remembering all the teasing, quite rude teasing might you add, that you endured before Vander stepped in. "I could have kicked them out myself. Besides what do they care if I'm dating you? Not like you gave me the job because of it." They said a lot more than that but you didn't even want to go through all of it.

"Hey, you do great work here. The kids love you; I love you. All that talk about tradin' favors, bunch of bullshit, that's what it is. Besides, I know you've kept to yourself more than others around here. Got nothin' against that. If anything, makes me a bit nervous. I mean, you really want this old man to be your first at everything?" He scratched the back of your head as he remembered the night when you cuddled and you confessed, he would really be your first everything, not just your first relationship. Since then, he'd been a bit jumpier.

"Vander, you're a bit more than a decade older than me. We're both old. And when you get to my age and you haven't done anything, people talk. So, I can't really blame them for thinking what they do about me getting a job here. It's shitty yeah, but like you said, they're just assholes. I want you to be my first kiss, first everything." You confessed and suddenly you noticed Vander wasn't cleaning glasses anymore. He still had the glass and the rag in his hand but he wasn't moving at all.

You seem to have stunned him with your words. There was an old story you remember, about a kiss breaking a sleeping woman from her slumber. With a cheeky grin you pushed yourself up on the bar to get high enough to kiss him. Vander let out a sound of surprise but quickly melted into the kiss. The sound of the glass shattering also shattered the quiet moment you shared and you parted, laughing. "Well, I'll be damned. Seems like there are still things that surprise me."

Silco didn't hear anything from you about the status of you kissing or not kissing anyone. He heard it from Jinx, who heard it from Sevika. And to think one of your best friends would rat you out to her boss' daughter like that. "I'll kill that mouthy bi-" Your threat stopped on your lips, silenced by thin lips. "Silco... what the fuck?"

"What? From how I heard it, you really wanted to kiss me, but were to scared of looking desperate. Best to get things like this over with fast, otherwise they clog up your brain with unnecessary worries." He spoke like a true businessman. And at his core he was one, a corrupted one, and really good at his job.

Still, you looked at him, blinking slowly, still feeling his lips against yours. Your fingertips touched the tingly flesh.

"Silco... that was my first kiss! You asshole!" You pushed him and he did take a few steps backwards. "This is why you can never tell anything to anyone around here!"

Like it was messy he fixed his tie and vest, tugging until they were to his standard again. Then he walked up to you again, his orange eye trained on you like a cat's eye on a little mouse. "Did you hate that I did it? I was never good at asking for permission when I wanted something, or forgiveness. However, if you need an apology from me, I might consider it."

Despite the imposing presence you weren't scared of him at all. "For god’s sake, Silco, I didn't hate it. You could have put more effort in it though. You know, make it more romantic for a lady, sweep her off her feet and take her out to dinner." It was like this man did every romantic thing backwards. He slept with you before he asked you out, he never even asked you out officially, just told you he liked spending time with you, and now this. "You're hopeless sometimes."

When she heard what you said she couldn't help but let out a full belly laugh at it. "Jerk! I'm being serious!" You smacked your fists against her shoulder, which only made the big brawler of a woman laugh more. Sevika never had the most tact or subtlety, or was the best at keeping her emotions in.

"I know you are! Which is why it's so damn funny. I mean shit, sweetheart, haven't kissed anyone? I see you tearing up that dance floor every night with me. You're telling me no one ever got lucky enough to kiss you on the lips? On the other lips maybe?" She wiggled her eyebrows at you.

"You're gross sometimes, you know that." You smacked her on the bicep again, and at the next attempt she grabbed your wrist and pulled you into her lap. Your whole body went hot when her thigh flexed between your legs. "Sevika, what are you up to?"

Sevika grinned wolfishly as her hand grabbed your ass. "I'm about to kiss you. Tell me if you want me to stop." She wasn't exactly asking but she also didn't want to force this on you. When you didn't put up and resistance and tugged her a bit closer by her shirt, she leaned in to capture your lips. Like with everything else she couldn't be gentle, she didn't do gentle. The kiss was rough, passionate, with too much tongue for you who never kissed anyone before. "I'm gonna teach you how to do that better."

"Will you?" You asked all breathless and with wide pupils. One simple kiss made your whole body feel like fireworks were going off. "Better make up for you making fun of me."

Viktor was very perceptive of things that interested him. You were one of those things, even before you became his girlfriend he always listened when you talked about anything. It was his first clue that he liked was in love with you.

He noticed you always seemed to be looking down at his lips more than the things he was writing whenever he was explaining something. "You know, if you want to kiss me, it's as simple as asking." He teased as his fingers traced the pages; he was reading out to you.

"O-Oh. You noticed that did you?" You looked away at the big wall of notes behind him then back at his smiling, knowing face. "Who am I kidding, of course you did. Don't get me wrong, I want to kiss you, Viktor. But I'm also nervous because it'll be my first kiss." He closed the book, with a bit more of a thumping sound than it was warranted. As quickly as he could he crossed the distance between the two of you. His hand lifted yours to his lips.

As shy as he could be with his touches, sparing even, reserved, he found it very easy to touch you and it made your heart skip a few beats every time. Viktor was comfortable with you; he teased you like it was no big deal and would hold your hand when walking through the halls.

"I must confess, darling, I don't have much experience with kissing, or anything of a romantic or intimate nature. I've only been in a few precious relationships before. However, if you allow me, I would love to be your first kiss, today." He emetized the time with a kiss on your fingers, then your knuckles, then across your arm, your jaw. And finally... your lips.

"Do you want to be my first-" You couldn't ask anything more because you heard and saw Jayce drop the hammer he was holding on his foot and was now leaning against his desk, cursing under his breath. "Kiss. My first kiss, Jayce. Get your brilliant mind out of the gutter."

His cheeks got hot when your eyes met across the room. "Your first kiss. Uh... you never kissed anyone before now, babe? Sorry if it sounds like a dumb question but... how? I mean you're the most beautiful, amazing woman I know!"

When he finally put his foot down, confidant that it was okay to do so, he scratched the back of his neck, further adding to his confused look. You sighed. "Thank you for saying all of that. I suppose I wanted it to be special. You told me you've managed to find a breakthrough in your research, so I wanted to reward you, and myself." As you approached him, he got a big, dumb grin that stretched all over his face.

"I see. A reward. If I knew I'd be getting one I'd spend more sleepless nights here." He wrapped his arms around your body when you stepped close and pressed your bodies close.

"No, you wouldn't. I would drag you back to your bed if that's what I had to do to make you sleep properly." And you really would have done that. For right now though Jayce did a good job, and giving him your first kiss was a reward. Jayce approached you slowly, taking great care to be gentle when kissing you, to not get too carried away. He didn't, he kept it to a gentle, long kiss, but quickly got in a few more when you tried to pull away. "You giant dork."

Mel gave you a goodnight kiss but as soon as she felt you stiffen, she pulled back. She frowned when she noticed how nervous you looked. "What's the matter? Darling, are you cold? Your hands are shaking?" She ran her thumbs over the back of your hands.

"Nervous is more like it. That was my first kiss." You said with a shy smile and tried to go in for a second one. But this time Mel stopped you, her hand acting as a barrier between you two. "Hm? What?"

"Your first kiss. And you only tell me that after I've kissed you. Have I known I wouldn't have rushed into it." She sighed heavily and looked almost guilty. She kept replaying her interactions with you in her mind, you were very confident on your date, you flirted with her quite boldly too. And when you kissed her hand, she thought you wanted more.

"What? No, Mel, I'm happy my first kiss was with you! It was perfect!" You quickly spoke up to assure her. "If I didn't want it, I would have stopped you before. But holy crap, do you have any idea how much I wanted to kiss you?! I mean honestly, do you! I hardly worked up the nerve to ask you out tonight." You scratched your cheek nervously and avoided her eyes. This felt a little embarrassing to admit when you worked so hard to remain calm and project and air of confidence with her.

Chucking into her hand, Mel cupped your cheek with the other. "Is that so? If that's all then I'm glad. You don't have to pretend with me. I can assure you too, if I didn't like you, I wouldn't have said yes to our date. Much less kissed you. However, if you would allow it, I would like to re-do that kiss." Mel took your chin between her fingers and brushed her thumb against your lower lip, parting your lips just a bit before kissing you again.

[fanzou]

Here's an idea? The OP guys. Sanji, Zoro, Law, (separately, of course) with a reader who has a crush on them, and they KNOW IT. (But nobody else does) So he just messes with her and gets her to blush, as his was of saying that he likes her too.🤭

Big, Fat, Crush

✗ Pairing(s): Zoro Roronoa x Fem!Reader, Sanji Vinsmoke x Fem!Reader, Law Trafalgar x Fem!Reader

✗ Summary: What do they do knowing you have a crush on them?

✗ CW: Reader is wearing a dress in Zoro's first half, Teasing... and it's RUTHLESS, Law makes reader cry but he makes up for it, it gets a little suggestive at the of Sanji's part [Let me know if I missed any]

✗ Total WC: Zoro’s Ver. (1.8K), Law’s Ver. (2.3K), Sanji’s Ver. (1.3K)

✗ A/N: Wow. If you couldn't tell I loved writing this. I didn't intend for it to get so long but here it is! Enjoy love.

ZORO RORONOA

“You want me to get you any more sake, Zoro?”

“Yeah sure, thanks.”

The bar is crowded, but not so much that it was unbearable. You and Zoro found yourselves at the little table across from each other in the very back of the room catching up and debriefing about today’s events. But the day wasn’t so very eventful, otherwise he’d probably be drunk by this point to alleviate and level himself. He liked to really enjoy the end of his day like this. It was a good day.

You were tipsy, but he on the other hand, always held his alcohol well.

“What do you wanna do tomorrow before we leave the island?” You ask him, he liked the silence between you two, even in a rowdy bar, but he didn’t hate when you talked to him either. You asked all the right questions, you weren’t obnoxiously dumb like the rest of the crew, even when you were under the influence.

“Not too sure yet. I didn’t get the time to check out what they had with your excessive clothes shopping.” He says so nonchalantly, taking a sip of the drink you got him.

You pout with your brows furrowed, cute, “I did not buy that many clothes!”

“It probably felt that way ‘cause I was carryin’ the bags all damn day.” He grinned at you, a mischievous one.

You roll your eyes at him, but then giggle into your own drink, “You’re insufferable.”

He doesn’t miss the way you blush at his harmless teasing.

He never does.

-

So…

You end up a little more drunk than anticipated.

And you can’t for the life of you remember what you did last night. Your head was pounding, like, real life pounding through your skull almost like it was angry for you being so reckless just a few hours ago.

But to your relief, your back on the ship, clothes from last night still on and somewhat in tact— a little wrinkled, and your dress was ridden up a bit more than you were comfortable with. You pull it down immediately in embarrassment. Hopefully Zoro didn’t see that. Anyway, you scope out the girl’s quarters to see that Nami and Robin weren’t anywhere to be seen, and there was none of the usual liveliness in the ship that you knew and loved, no running footsteps, bangs, booms, nothing. Assuming that the green-haired man probably took you back to the ship in your drunken state and took his own personal stroll into the small town at the island, you relaxed.

But you were probably gonna get an earful from the crew since Zoro had a tendency to get lost.

Your shame settles in, and you mentally curse at yourself for being so reckless when the team counted on you for being the more careful one of the two. But something about his energy was so comforting, and you felt so safe around him. The fact that he safely took you back to the ship was living proof of that and you got a little flustered at the thought.

How did he carry you back? Bridal? On top his shoulder? Were you faced forwards or back? Maybe not even carried at all, just arm slung around his shoulder— Whatever the case, the thought of the close proximity made you nervous to think about.

To your astonishment you hear a knock on the door to the shared room. “Come in!” You say, your head immediately punishing you for it.

To your surprise, Zoro opens the door, and comes in. He closes the door before he faces you. “You feelin’ alright? You kinda got a little ahead of yourself.”

“Ugh, don’t remind me. I have the worst head ache of all time.” Your head is in your hands and your hair looks ten times more disheveled than it did when you woke up. You fight the feeling of discomfort and look up at him through messy stands of hair, “What, you’re not going back to enjoy your time with out me? I wouldn’t be so offended.”

He thinks to himself for a moment,

“I was waiting for you to get up.” His arms are crossed onto his chest now. His words are so effortless when he makes your heart jump.

“Zoro, it’s gonna take me a long time to get ready, how ‘bout you just go on ahead?”

You push away the hair covering your face to get a good look at his; his expression is borderline unreadable. It looks foreign on him.

It was all-knowing, it was up to no good. And you can only imagine what that meant.

“I’ll wait.”

-

So, Zoro waited the hour and a half for you to get ready, even though it meant that most of the day was already wasted. He insisted on taking you with him to the town you guys went to only yesterday, stating that it was simply because the crew wouldn’t let him hear the end of it had you both separated. It’s funny though, because you could swear that he was moving a bit differently than he was just yesterday. Whether good or bad, it was off-putting nonetheless. You’ve never seen him act this way.

After dabbling in his fair share of store-visiting to try to tie with yours (Spoiler: he did not.), it was already sunset, and he wanted to go to the bar, but you insisted that you didn’t want a repeat of last night. In his surprising obedience, he listened. You did, however, both meet in the middle for a late night food-grab and settled on a little hole-in-the-wall restaurant. You and Zoro quickly ordered and waited for the delicious meals that you knew you both were going to absolutely demolish.

You finally relaxed your form into the seat, taking advantage of the comfort you felt after walking around all day. You hardly exchanged a few words since you got into the restaurant, presumably because of how much time you spent together all day, so it was a surprise when Zoro opened his mouth to finally speak.

“Y’know, you talk a lot when you’re drunk.”

You halt in your comfort, God, you thought he was gonna forget about this already. Zoro teased you a lot but since you got on this island, it’s easily become relentless. And whatever your shenanigans were about last night were ground for it now.

In an effort to move away from the topic, “Hmm… yeah, don’t we all? Amirite? I’ve heard you say some crazy stuff when you were black-out drunk!” You laughed, lightly slapping the table to emphasize how “funny” it was. He seemed unfazed though, if anything, a little more confident in the words he would utter. His head was resting on his on the palm of his hand now, and that same smirk from earlier returned.

“Guessing none of them were love declarations, huh?”

Time stopped, save for your heart dropping down to your asshole.

Your eyes were wide, and you were praying to God that you misinterpreted the insinuation of what he just said.

“W-What do you mean?” He seemed so fascinated by the situation unraveling between the two of you, his grin never faltering. It was shocking, Zoro never really talked this much about nonsense, if you could call it that.

He chuckles at your shock almost sadistically, “You tried kissing my face the entire night and kept telling me how handsome I was, and how much you lo—”

“STOP!” Your hand not so subtly smacks his mouth shut, and the staff gives you both a weird look.

Great, now I’m making it everyone’s business!

You slowly remove your hand and try to avert your gaze elsewhere, while still fending for yourself. “I’m j-just a loving drunk... I-I guess…” The embarrassment is getting to be too much now, and whatever what you say at this point is just going to look like a lie, a big fat lie. And you wanna crawl into the nearest hole and die there. How can you even face the crew anymore? How can you look at him in the eye? Where’s the nearest exit so you can just run far, far away from him?! It seems like you’re plotting for the rest of how your life is gonna be from this point on, until he puts an end to your thoughts.

“C’mon woman. Get real. Why don’t you just face up to it? I see the way you look at me all the time. Drunk or not.” Zoro is leaned all the way back in his chair when you look up, his arms are crossed just how they were this morning. And you just want to melt into your chair at this point. Get away from anything and every thing that exists. Especially Zoro, if it wasn’t obvious. “God, you're naive, naive as hell.”

Embarrassment subsided for a moment, you sit there with your brows furrowed, now trying to piece together his new and probably much more embarrassing revelation. “…What? Why do you say that?”

He scoffs at you, “Y’Really gonna make me say it?”

What?

Zoro was never the articulate type and you respected that, but if there was an instance where you really hated his lack of speech; It was now.

For a split second, he looks a little conflicted on what he was going to say next. Like he was fighting the next words to come out of his mouth, his arms twitch a bit and he lets out a little sigh, shaking his head in what looks like defeat. But before you can say anymore; he gets out of his comfortable position, leans toward you and over the small table, grabs your shirt and…

Kisses you.

It was short, but Zoro thought he was going to die inside trying to build up the courage to say I love you instead. And this, this was so much better.

He would’ve mistook you for a tomato across from him when you sit back from his attack on your lips. He’s a little flustered himself, he does well to mask it, but it was worth your reaction. And since it was late at night the restaurant was almost dead at that point, with you both once again, sitting in the very back. So he wasn’t too crazy about who was watching.

“I’m… I… Um…” you’re trying so hard to get your words together. What the hell just happened. “I…”

Before you can say anything, you eat your words again. The server comes with your long anticipated dinner. He chooses to disregard the absolute mess you look, and some of your lipstick on Zoro’s mouth— and puts your food down onto the table.

“Enjoy you two lovebirds! My, what a beautiful couple you both make!”

LAW TRAFALGAR

The Polar Tang was full of energy today. In the dining hall, the crew sat down and talked the night away.

Penguin and Shachi were laughing it up and finding comfort in their drinks, you and Ikkaku talked about personal affairs over the amazing meal you shared, then Bepo joined in and you three all got a little too into some dumb gossip amongst another pair in the crew.

Safe to say everyone was having the night of their life. Something the Heart Pirates couldn’t do a lot.

All except your captain.

Always buried in his books and studies, Law claims that he wish he could have time to spend with you all, blasé blasé bla, but there was always an excuse that was thrown in your faces. Always. You respected his time and effort, it was something that not a lot of people could do.

So that’s why after your conversation with your friends was drawn to an end and they either resorted to drinking with the rest of the crew or just enjoying more talk, you decided to slip away for a moment. You didn’t know what possessed you to do this, (you did, you just wanted an excuse) but you fix up another plate and swiftly make your way towards your captains room. The food was delicious so, why not? What’s the harm?

The closer you got to his door is the more an anxiety rose in your chest, and your hands were getting a little shaky. There was nothing to be nervous about!

Just maybe seeing his handsome face focused so strongly on a certain text, the way his rough, calloused hand grips the pen so gently, or your favorite part— his parted and unbuttoned shirt, where you can see a window of his chest, not a lot but just enough to leave some imagination to how the rest of his tattooed body might look... And you stop yourself for a second, physically and mentally.

I’m being such a pervert right now.

You resume your slow and anything but steady walk to his quarters and you finally meet face to face with the door.

You pull your first up to knock after taking a very deep breath, but before your skin could touch the surface his voice is already urging you to step inside. And so you obey.

Once inside you immediately start to scan the sight before you, and it wasn’t much different from the one you had in your imagination. Of course this meant that you were a bit flustered coming to him, but you manage, “‘Just wanted to drop off some food for you, in case you couldn’t join us tonight.” You say with a little softness in your tone.

“Thank you. You can put it down on my desk.”

And you obey, again. Walking up to his desk full of papers and books/ You realize that it was a little messy and not clean enough to set the plate just anywhere, and his hands scramble through the paper to find a place for you to set the plate down until you finally do. Then, another thought emerges from your fantasy world.

“Do you need help organizing your desk, cap? I have some time and I don’t really feel like going to sleep anyways.”

He smiles softly at you and calls your name in a way that you wish you could hear over and over and over again, and he thanks you once more, “You’ve done enough for me tonight. I appreciate it.” You hide your disappointment in his words, but nod and make your way to the door anyway.

You exchanged your good night’s and make your way to your room. And when you fall back on your bed, you take your pillow and scream into it like a crazed schoolgirl in love.

-

The next morning comes, and you can guarantee that the crew has already started on breakfast. You rub your eyes and start to get cleaned up and fetch a new pair of clothes for the day.

Once you’re all freshen up, you make your way to the dining hall, surprised to hear no ruffling and noise. Maybe everyone was suffering the consequences of last nights drinking challenges, you thought. But even so, it wouldn’t be this quiet.

Your met with Law’s figure in the dining hall and he’s making tea for himself. He notices you, “You’re up really early.”

“Did you even get a wink of sleep?” You say in concern.

He’s silent for a few seconds, and he makes his way to the table to enjoy his freshly brewed drink. “I couldn’t.” Or more like he wouldn't.

You sigh, yup, that was your captain. You thought for a second, thinking about what you could do in order for him to feel better about his own consequences from a lack of sleep. But you know he would just decline most of your suggestions. Instead, you plop yourself in the seat across from him. You both sit in a comfortable silence while you waited for your coffee to be made, and you take a second to scan his tired features.

He does well to hide it in his mannerism, but his face betrays him. You can tell he's deathly tired, and if he let's his eyes close for more than a second you're sure he'd plop right onto the table.

“Take a picture, maybe it’ll last longer.”

You blink, and you blink again. “O-Oh, sorry…” he’s not offended, if anything his face is smug. You’re quick to defend yourself with a little scoff, “Can’t a woman be worried for her captain? You don’t look the best anyway.” You quickly cover your mouth, seriously, how dumb did you have to be?

But he only laughs at your remark, he shakes his head and his smug expression does not leave his face. “It’s a little hard to not point out when you do it all the time.”

“I do not!”

“Do too.”

“I don’t!”

“Don’t what?” Shachi comes into the room completely oblivious to what you guys were bickering childishly about. He’s rubbing his eyes, “Why are you both up so early? Especially you,” he points at you, “You drank a lot.”

You roll your eyes, you hardly drank. And now you were a little embarrassed at his public revelation, (though it was a secret to nobody but Law,) and your face grows a little red.

The rest of the crew gets up one by one and soon enough breakfast is served. You barely pick up your head anymore out of shame of your earlier dispute, if you could even call it that, with your captain. Bepo is talking about something he encountered a while back while on an adventure with Law, usually you’d be invested, but you were far too in your zone.

And so you get up and make your way to your room, the gloominess practically radiating off of you. Your absence is barely noticed due to the focus everyone had on Bepo’s story.

Law notices, though.

He excuses himself and Bepo gets a little upset, but he understands and respects his captain, so he resumes his dramatic story that keeps everyone on the edge of their seat. You, on the other hand, were now face flat on your pillow mumbling self-deprecating comments to yourself after the terrible situation you were just in.

That was so embarrassing. My captain hates me. It’s so obvious. Why do I do this to myself. Why did I think that was okay. I’m going to escape. (You were under water) This is dumb. I’m du—

*Knock Knock*

You lift your head up even though you didn’t want to, “No.” is all you could manage.

“It’s your captain.”

As much as you wanted to tell him to piss off and let yourself drown in the shame you felt, you couldn’t. Because at the end of the day, it was as your captain proclaimed, though you wanted it to be much more, there was nothing you could do. Nothing, especially after today's consequences.

After a bit of hesitance and a lot of hurt in your voice, you tell him, “You can come inside.”

He cracks the door open a smidge to further observe your well-kept room and there you were, lying on your stomach with your arms crossed, face laying against them and your eyes away from his. It wasn’t the most appropriate sight for your captain to walk in on, but you two were close enough for him to get comfortable enough to let the door open and let himself all the way into your room.

He walks towards you and pulls a chair over, turns it around and manspreads against it to take his seat-- and you really wanted to take in the sight completely, but even that wasn’t enough to get your mood back up and running.

“You left.”

“Why do you care?” You turn your head the opposite way facing the wall beside you. Law doesn’t say anything for quite some time and you can almost bet on your tears slipping soon. He was making this so much more worse than it had to be.

He calls your name, and you just wanna melt into the soft fabric beneath you. “Look at me.”

You disobey.

After your reluctance to his order, he draws out a sigh. You always were the most stubborn of the crew. So with this, he thinks long and hard on his next words or actions, and finally lands on one possible outcome.

“You leave me no choice.”

“Wha— Law!” He turns you around by your waist and forces you up with just one hand. Then, before you know it, your body is slung across his broad shoulder while he finds his bicep tight around your thighs. You were facing backwards while he carried you. “Now you’re calling me by name, no captain anymore?" he laughs, "I think I’ve gone too soft on you.”

“What are you doing!?” You say, trying to get out of his grasp, but even with all of your strength, he was no match for you. “Someone will see!”

“No they won’t. I’m taking you to my room.” He opens the door in one swift motion and kicks it in another.

“And you’re not explaining why!” You hit his back in defiance. You were halfway through the corridor to meet his room already, so you just give up.

He takes no time in entering his room, finally putting you down and ordering you to sit on a spare seat in the grand environment. You were insanely nervous at this point, taken aback by his sudden action and the intimacy of it all. He’s peering down at you with a seriousness in his gaze that makes you put your head down in the worst shame you’ve felt since you’ve woken up.

You always thought that maybe, you might have had a chance with him one day. All that was thrown out the window now.

And it's time to swallow your pride. You take a deep breath, and build a whole lot of courage, and:

“I’m sorry, for saying that about you in the dining hall. And getting smart with you. And calling you by your first na—”

“You’re really stubborn, did you know that?”

And there it is, you feel the tears build up once again, and it hurts. Because the firmness in his voice is always the same. So demanding and... so difficult for you.

“And I don’t know why I’m attracted to you. I don’t understand why I tolerate the things you do.”

You start crying now, because you don’t know what else to do. You don’t know the sincerity of his words, and you hold yourself in the chair that you sat on, trying your best to look away from him.

He walks towards you and gets on his knees in front of you, It was a little bit of a blow to his own pride, and it wasn’t something he would do for anyone else at all. But you were different. You’re still crying and you weakly try pushing him away and looking to the side and the new guilt starts to form itself inside of him, but he insists that he stays where he is. He’s whispers an I’m sorry before his hands find solace on your jaw while both of his thumbs wipe your tears away. You look down at him with the most beautiful eyes he’s seen, your gaze softens at him and your crying calms down a little bit seeing that he wasn't so serious anymore, but instead his expression was a little desperate.

-- He’s still got a lot to make up for, and he knows now was not the time to press you on anything else— there was nothing to press anyways. You were perfect, in every aspect of the word. He just enjoyed the idea of teasing you, not anyone else, but he took it too far.

When he was sure that you were more comfortable in his arms, he pulled you down and pushed the chair away. He takes you in his embrace and whispers his apologies into your ear so genuinely.

“This wasn’t the way I thought this would go.” He lets the thousandth sigh out of his mouth today. You look into his eyes with a questioning expression, “I mean that, I fucked it up.”

It was your turn to feel guilty again, but you were tired of words.

You just take his face in your hands just as he did not so long ago, and you both look at each other for a moment. His eyes look to your lips for a second, and if you didn’t know any better you would’ve thought he was just as eager as you, maybe he was. His lips inch towards yours and they take no time in meeting.

It’s slow, soft, sensual. And it takes a while for your mouths to part. When they do, all you can do is stare at each other.

You finally breathe, “Okay,” you face turns to the side to escape his beautiful one.

“Maybe all of that was pretty worth it.”

SANJI VINSMOKE

You’ve been avoiding Sanji all week.

And he can’t decide if he should talk to you about it or not, he’s leaning more towards the latter, just because he’s too into the nervousness that suddenly appears on your face when you’re in close proximity. Then; you’re scrambling to the nearest door and half-assing an excuse about where you need to be or what you need to do.

He personally loves when it’s breakfast, lunch, or dinner and he gets to not only cook your favorite meals and you can’t escape him, otherwise the crew would immediately worry for your absence. He also enjoys how embarrassed you get when you can feel him staring at you. Alas, he can’t stand the inability to talk to you and be in your unwanted presence anymore, he needed to make his move on you quick.

You see, earlier this week a battle occurred between you, Sanji, and an enemy that threatened the Thousand Sunny.

You and Sanji had both agreed to guard the ship while the rest of the crew had prepared their own duties on the foreign land, he insisted that there would be no good food supply and there was already enough stocked up from the last. It was a no-good devil fruit user, who wielded the ability to make its opponent confess a super big secret, to then throw them off completely, and defeat them. It was like a weak spot-- psychological warfare more so. And… he got you.

Can you guess what your secret was?

For certain, the devil fruit did its magic. And Sanji was surely taken aback, but adamant on defending the ship and more importantly, you, he did his part and tried with all his might to fight the bad guy off and made a mental note to immediately come find you afterwards.

You were close to passing out from shock after the bewildering confession, but when you came to, the blonde sat right beside you in a shit-eating grin, “So… you’re crushin’ on me, princess?” And you wanted to pass out again, but instead you just run for the ship and locking yourself in your room, ignoring his pleas to come back and talk about it.

Ever since that day, the atmosphere between you two had been a bit awkward. Conversations weren't as light and smooth, you tried finishing your food as fast as possible and managing a quick thank you before making a bee line to the girls room, and most importantly— everyone took notice of how distant you got from Sanji.

Usopp fell victim to the awkward encounters more often than the rest, and it was safe to say they were getting on his last nerve now. "Whatever you did, you should apologize, man!" He pats his back as a sign of encouragement. And for a second it almost felt like you and him were a married couple having problems, it brought a smile to his face.

Not to worry, he had a plan.

-

You joined Robin in a comfortable silence below the deck, praying to the heavens you wouldn’t hear from the blonde cook while the sun set so beautifully. Your original ploy was to just act like it never happened, but anytime you saw him it was like re-imagining the entire scenario over and over again.

Your head is hanging off the chair while you doze off and Robin is reading her book— appreciating your silence, the weather was just a little windy and the sky had a nice orange and red gradient to it. The waves were crashing against the boat but it wasn’t overbearing, it was just fine.

You asked Robin to read her book out loud, even though you weren’t following the storyline, you found comfort in her melodic voice and how softly she read it and sure enough she would be lulling you to sleep soon.

But before you could finally reach sleep like you intended, there’s a presence you can sense, and Robin puts her beautiful voice to a halt. You don’t want to open your eyes but it almost seems like you have to.

And you immediately regretted it.

Above you was Sanji. “Hi.”

“Sanji!” He moves a little back from you, and you straighten your posture, wide awake. “I was just leaving actually, I have to clean the girls room! I lost a bet a while back. So… I’m gonna go do that.”

“I don’t think that bet ever happened but, I’m not entirely opposed to you doing that for us.” Robin says smugly. You loved her but the betrayal on your face spoke volumes in that moment.

You’re already defeated and you’re trying to muster up another shitty excuse, “We can’t delay this anymore than we have.” He takes your hand and you can only burn eyes at the skinship. You’re lightheaded again, just like that day you confessed.

And he drags you into the kitchen with him before you can defy him a hundred times over, he locks the door to slow down your escape, and if anyone came in on the two of you.

He finally turns around to look at you with the most frustrated expression littered all over his face.

“Why are you avoiding me?” He asks you in desperation, and you kinda wanted to slap him out of your own mixed emotions, because it was pretty obvious as to why. He catches on shortly after, “Okay, scratch that. Why is it necessarily a bad thing that you have feelings for me?”

“Please Sanji, let’s just forget about i—”

“How do I forget something like that? Why are we holding this off? Are we just never gonna talk about it?” You sense some repressed anger boiling up inside of him, and to tell the truth you’ve never seen him speak to any woman like this, so raw and nothing to hold back. “Listen, the cat’s out the bag, right? What’s the point in hiding it if we both feel this way about each other?”

…

…

…

“You… felt the same way… and you’re just now telling me this?” You walk towards him, he looks away in shame.

“It’s not about how you feel towards me, I’m just not worthy of you. I don’t deserve you.” You push him out of sheer frustration, and he just lets you.

Sanji assumes you’ll just use him as your personal punching bag at this point with the amount of self-deprecating thoughts he’s already throwing at himself in his head, but all of them were replaced once you took him by the shoulders and pulled him into a powerful kiss. He was in shock, but he quickly melted into it, grabbing you by both sides of your face, and you pull away.

“All you did was tease me and taunt me and put me over the edge these past few days, for what? Just to reveal that you wanted me too?” You scoff, but your lips betray you. You lean back into the kiss and it’s so much more passionate than before. His hands find comfort in your hips.

After the kiss got a little too passionate, and Sanji already making his move on your neck, you all but gave into him. So willingly.

“You locked the door, right?” You ask.

He grins into the quick kiss, excited by your insinuation, “Yeah.”

meanwhile, on the deck

Chopper quickly becomes your replacement for Robin, although not as quiet, she does equally enjoy her time with you both.

Choppers stomach gives him away, “Robin, I’m hungry. Do you know if Sanji’s making dinner soon?”

Robin smirks, and pats Chopper on the head.

“He’s busy with something right now, I think it would be best if we didn’t bother him, either.”

[brattyspence]

spencer jerking off to your titties because he can’t help but stare at them when you’re working

a/n: beautiful anon (whose identity I absolutely do not know) I love you

sexually explicit content under the cut. this is NOT proofread

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If he was anything, he was observant.

Spencer had memorized every inch of skin that you'd offered up in the workplace. He'd gone over every detail so many times he was sure he could sculpt you from memory.

It had started so innocently; the slope of your nose, the fill of your lips, the way your laughter could fill the room. Spencer was quickly enamored with you.

It took a turn at some point–probably around the time you started hanging out around him at work. His eyes wandered elsewhere, focusing on the soft contours of your body, ingraining them in his memory as if they were essential to his existence.

Spencer had thought about you before on late nights. He had let his mind wander to the mental images of you as his hand slid below his bedsheets, searching to relieve the same ache that you had caused in him to begin with.

He promised himself it was a one time thing. Clearly, he was wrong. The door to his apartment barely had time to fall shut before he gave in today.

You had tormented him all day. He was convinced it was deliberate. You got to work and sat right across from him at the round table, and crossed just below your chest, sitting up so perfectly that he couldn't help but stare. It was bad enough then, but you just had to stop by his desk and bother him about something just long enough for him to commit every detail of that outfit to memory.

It wasn't his fault. You had put them right in his face.

He held that moment in his mind as he let his hand do the work again, rewinding and replaying each detail.

Of course he would feel bad about it tomorrow. He already had a hard enough time looking you in the eye, and now he had to deal with the fact that he had commit your body to memory to bring himself to an embarrassingly fast orgasm.

When he arrived at with the next day, he put all his focus on working in an attempt to distract himself. That was until you arrived, perching yourself on his desk the same way you had yesterday.

“You didn't say goodbye last night,” you said.

“Yeah,” he replied, eyes fixed on his paperwork. “Sorry.

“You're being weird, Spence,” you teased. “What's up?”

He shook his head slightly. “Nothing. Just… busy.”

“Whatever it is… I'll figure it out,” you said, sliding off his desk.

Spencer couldn't be sure if that was the very last thing he needed, or the only thing he wanted.

[mewhenimanangel]

need that, hamzahthefantastic

—synopsis. mandy invites you to hangout with some of her friends. christmas vlog vid

notes 🫧: guys i need hamzah bad

— 🐞

you sighed with content as you finally landed on an outfit you liked. it was a plain long sleeve with a pair of loose dark wash jeans, you weren’t sure what everyone else would be wearing so you picked something simple.

your phone buzzed, mandy asking if you were on your way to her house. you sent her a voice message as you threw on your coat and grabbed your keys along with your purse and phone.

mandy had invited you over to hang out with her, martin, and hamzah and his friends, who you knew from 4freakshow.

you'd never met chase and claire before, but you've hung out with martin and hamzah a few times with mandy.

you met her when she was in nursing school, becoming friends after a few awkward encounters. she introduced you to martin and after a while you met hamzah, in person at least, since the two of you already followed each other.

you parked your car outside their house and adjusted your lip gloss in the rearview. you were a little nervous for some reason. maybe it was the fact that you were late, maybe it was the new people you were meeting, or maybe it was the vlog.

you have your own youtube channel but being apart of other people's videos always made you feel a little awkward.

you texted mandy that you arrived and headed for the front door, martin opening it before you could knock.

"someone's a little late" martin joked as he let you inside. "oh my god i forgot you guys went bald. that was a freaking jumpscare." you teased.

mandy came up to give you a hug "i know, they look insane. i did not approve." she said  before you were introduced to chase and claire. chase walked up with the camera, focused on you. "hi youtube" you stuck out your tongue.

"now that y/n is finally here, the trio outfit is complete." claire handed you a set of pajamas, matching the ones her and mandy had on. you grinned and complimented the set before hamzah came out from the back hallway.

"oh hey, didn't know you got here already" he dapped you up. "boi yes you did, literally went to the bathroom to fix his hair" claire teased. "oh wait..." chase joined in, making you laugh.

"i don't know why he's got this freaking tuque on anyways. embrace the bald dude, embrace the skin." martin pulled his beanie down and rubbed hamzah's bald head, urging hamzah to push him away.

"yo! he just fucking sniffed me" hamzah laughed, grabbing his beanie from his hand. "we're just cucking the viewers i guess" martin said, leaving everyone just staring at him awkwardly.

"yeah anyways, y/n you could go change in my room" mandy told you. "heh, just be careful what you find in there" martin leaned into a shrug. "dude stop" hamzah flicked his hand over martin's head.

once you were changed, chase made you do a twirl for the camera and you posed before tripping out.

"so how come y/n gets a pajama set, but you said no to me?" martin asked mandy. "cause she's one of the girls and you're not a girl"

"plus nobody told you to wear them freak ass leggings boi" hamzah teased him and you laughed. he looked over at you, taking in the fact that he made you laugh.

hamzah always thought you were really pretty and cool, even back when you first followed each other during the 4freakshow days. you didn't even have a youtube channel back then, only posting random tiktoks he thought were funny.

"alright y'all let's get to baking, i'm hungry" chase said behind the camera before flipping it towards him.

you stood next to hamzah as claire pulled up the recipe on her tiktok and her, mandy, and chase got started on measuring things out.

“you can’t just do it willy nilly style brah, measure it” you told martin as he began pouring sugar into the mix. “sometimes you have to live life on the edge, y/n” martin scoffed.

as you continued baking the cookies, you realized how glad you were that you decided to come. martin and hamzah were always a hoot but you really liked claire and chase too.

“noo it was my legs and he said ‘you’re scratching your ass’” claire defended herself from chase and hamzah’s teasing. “girl no i was right behind you”

“we’re having booty cookies” “we got fucking booty flavor” you and hamzah joked at the same time, causing you to crack up and slap his arm.

you took your hand off, not expecting his bicep to be so strong. he nudged you with his elbow, still laughing.

“so, are you actually gonna help bake, y/n?” chase playfully raised his eyebrow. “right, standing here doing nothing” hamzah added. “oh bitch says you, who’s actually done nothing. mr. nonchalant baldhead.” you joked, grabbing the camera from chase and putting it in hamzah’s face.

“boi get outta here boi” he laughed.

while the cookies baked, you guys moved on to putting up the christmas tree. you sat down with chase and claire and began unfolding the branches of the tree. hamzah followed suit, taking a seat on the floor next to you.

rudy walked up to hamzah, who grabbed him with one hand under his belly and placed him in his lap. “awww rudy, who’s a cutie cootie coo. ah poochy poochy poo” you reached over hamzah’s leg to pet the dog.

you scratched behind his ear, unknowing of hamzah staring at you while you did it. “alright let’s put in some freaking work guys” claire said and hamzah lifted rudy into the couch behind him.

“why do you literally manhandle everything that comes your way?” you teased. “like in the video where you’re flinging around fish” hamzah just chuckled in response.

“wait chase, i like your leggings” claire said from behind the camera. “what these aren’t leggings?”

“i’m just saying i’ve never seen a boy wear leggings, it’s a compliment”

“they’re not leggings, they’re thermals! they’re long johns..long johns?” martin retorted, displaying his leg out in front of the other. “you’re wearing fucking leggings”

you and hamzah stifled your laughs in the corner as they continued and martin teared up, walking off with the camera as a bit. “claire you actually made him cry” you giggled.

you felt hamzah lean himself closer to you, taking advantage of the laughing fit everyone was in.

after a while, the cookies were done as you finished decorating the tree, adding a little christmas bunny along with everyone else’s personalized ornaments.

you turned around to hamzah manspreading on the couch, trying to ignore your thoughts about how sexy it was and followed everyone else into the kitchen.

you all iced the cookies before doing a taste test, “boi crumbl cookie could neverrrr” you joked, as the cookies actually turned out bad. “this shit is way too sweet oh my god” hamzah said, spitting his into the trash. “ew dude have some manners” martin scolded him.

once mandy ended the vlog, you all lounged around her living room until you got a emergency text from your roommate.

“bruh, my roommate messed up something with our dryer. i have to go” you frowned. “awww noooo” chase frowned with you. “it was really nice meeting you” he said. “yeah, you’re funny as fuck” claire added. “oh i love you” you hugged her before getting your coat off the rack.

“im so glad you actually came” mandy said. “well thanks for inviting me” you playfully stuck out your tongue. “i’ll see you next time we hang out in like four to six weeks” you said, sarcastically. “ugh tell me about it” she smiled as you dapped martin.

hamzah came out from the bathroom, “you’re leaving?” he asked. “yeah my roommate needs help” you pressed your lips together. “oh…..it was cool seeing you though” he dapped you up, pulling you into a small hug. “you too” you smiled, holding his hand a little longer before your phone buzzed again.

“anyways merry christmas and happy holidays everyone! byeeeee” you closed the door behind you and head for your car.

lvryn

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lvryn mini dump 💩

user omg is she the reason hamzah was acting so mysterious this video

user yall saw the way they were so close to each other this video

user love your whole life 😍

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[nboa13466]

It's okay, i know people would not like the "tantrum" part, that one mainly because a lot of fans that i meet like to call leona's reason to ob being "tantrum" while mal's a valid one, when both did, and also a snide on Lilia eating his own words when he boast on Leona before he ob

Overblot technically is a mental breakdown if you see it from another angle/it is literally what happened.

Most of what i said is mostly for Lilia eating his own words on how Leona can't be "true king" because of his "rotten core" when some of the reason he gave leona about why he can't be "true" king can be throw back to mal when he overblot.

Also you rise a good point! Almost all overblot are actually did get pushed by other person rather than them suddenly succumb to darkness(i personally think Vil's can actually count as more to he succumb to the blot by himself).

1. Riddle with Ace punching him and the other rioting, which kinda weird when people against him before it didn't instigated anything but when ace throwing fact to his face and the riot happen it did.

2. Leona with Lilia boasting and his plan failed(which also can bring international problem here which i still wonder what will leona do if it did bring into the royalty cause he did try to hurt other prince who is the one going to be king, even if he did it in school ground as students).

3. Azul got breakdown cause leona and also Yuu's plan on this because we're the one who put that idea first on Leona and others head.

4. Jamil with Azul fake streaming, which i agree with your opinion and also kinda on Kalim infinite trust on him which bind him to the role.

5. Vil can be seen by three side, him being pushed but not on purpose, by Rook trying to poison himself and kalim interfering or him succumb to darkness because he realized his wrong doing and has mental breakdown or maybe even both.

6. Idia with both Ortho in tartarus and his survivor guilt that make him succumb to darkness

7. Lastly we have Mal with Lilia as reason and Silver unknowingly pour the oil to the fire

I personally think that Leona while being asshole about it, did stick to the plan like Azul did and would know that without the contract gone, the Ramshackle duo will not leave him alone which he don't like and Azul did the one who kinda instigated he would give anything to Leona, giving himself hope on himself but yeah Leona kinda asshole for actually did make it acting like he accept the offers, but knowing how desperate Azul can't blame him for hoping.

Lilia tho? They did everything on the plan and even already collared Leona, if he keep his mouth shut(which i don't have hope with how NRC boys is) Leona have chance to not Overblot, and also the aftermath of it can easily be brought back to the royalty if he want to since again both is princes and can effect how both country relationships goes. Which can happen if he didn't ob and they didn't have to hide it.

I mainly want to snide on how lilia eating his own words but never addressed by people, and just want to snide on fans who called Leona’s or any other ob's reason is just "tantrum" but not on mal's(most of this fall on people saying that Leona and Vil's reason for ob is just "tantrum" or just "petty")

(Btw i like your N2 squad. It's interesting :D)

I think people never say it out loud when ch 7 out but i will say it now

If you're a Lilia or Malleus fans i wouldn't suggest reading this because this rant is full on snide on both Lilia and Mal.

Lilia, this is the 2ND time you made overblot happen and this one is on purpose. If i were you i wouldn't to be so smug about it, you will jinx something and you did.

"B-but, Leona almost tried to hurt Malleus, Silver and Sebek-"

Okay i get it, you mad, but with Leona being show being a mess even before this i wouldn't be so upfront about it. Especially when i heard someone Overblot not to long ago too.

And look what happen when leona actually overblot.

Mf didn't look like he regret or atleast concerned, his face show the "see? I told you so" kind of face. Atleast the in game sprite make you look worried or concerned but this actually kinda like he is showing he is right and then ch 7 happen.

I know malleus fans will go after me but i will say it even if i have to shout it

You can't tell me Malleus deed isn't like him throwing tantrum cause he doesn't want lilia to leave.

Okay i get it he feel lonely, he doesn't want the person who keep him company all this years doesn't leave, but that's where the problem is.

Malleus never taught of what to do when someone dear to him or someone he know left.

That sh- supposed to be something that being taught especially since he is supposed to be the KING and and if we follow how old fashioned his kingdom and senate is, he will not allowed to show weakness like tears, sadness, etc. This ofc include loneliness, and since we know the draconia effect the weather from their emotions alone, wouldn't this actually something THEY need to learn and practice? Malleanor is one thing because we know she can't be held down, but Malleus, if you look at it, can be taught because we know that Lilia isn't with him all the time and the senate has power to make him lied to mal.

Also he forget there's literal silver over there who is Lilia's son and also the one cry in silent so lilia wouldn't see him sad when he is leaving and want to repay everything.

Even worse, what Malleus did literally can engulfed the entire world if left alone and because he can keep taking magic from nature, his overblot may stay for years, even worse than Leona.

He is lucky that only briar and S.T.Y.X know about what happen, if not this may instigated another fae vs human war again but this time more like Fae vs all other races, with how this can actually effect the entire world. Also Mal can't be forced to forget his throne cause he is the sole heir to the throne.

Is he still a king? Yes.

But is he a true king? I don't think so.

So him saying that Malleus is a true king kinda like jinxed that his would also done it.

"B-but Leona doing something bad and he mean it, while Malleus did it but he mean good"

Whether he mean good or not is it even matter? If anything Malleus is acting selfishly here and didn't even ask other opinion regarding of what he tried to do, much like when he teleport the dorm leaders in his dorm card Vignettes. If he only include the diasom 4 inside, he still safe, But he include everyone in sage's island to this and even may purposely expanding to the entire world. Which isn't what a "true" king do. A true king wouldn't involve their subject to something bad intentionally, only bad and greedy one do, so i wouldn't say he is a "true" king like Lilia describe him.

That's all from me, have a nice day.

[jifloulette]

reo brainrot is plaguing my mind so here's some short bf hcs !!!!!

note ; oh my god this was rotting in my drafts since NOVEMBER. finally got the energy to finish the last one my gosh..

bf reo mikage whose mood completely depends on yours !

his classmates find it silly how you could be sitting on your chair feeling down because of a low test score you got and reo would be there beside you, seemingly sad too, but because of what?? he got an A+ on the same test after all..? his family finds it relieving to see reo smiling beamingly whenever you're smiling, you wouldn't even be smiling directly at him yet he'd still look gleeful! his teammates find it weird how reo could be mad at them, yelling and yelling, shouting and shouting, reminding them to play properly and get their act together and then you come in unannounced with a box of cookies and that same smile reo adores, suddenly his eyes light up and he's squealing when you come closer to him as if he just didn't swear the living shit out of his teammates. if reo could do cartwheels and frontflips, he would've done those on the way to you because he is just so madly in love with youuuuu!!!!

bf reo mikage who absolutely loves hearing go on and on and on about your day !

he especially loves it more when you're spilling tea about people from your class. i mean yeah he knows it's bad but he can't help it? the way you're so focused on telling him an almost 3 minute gossip about this one girl in your history class is all he needs to just lay there on bed with you as he caresses your hair. those moments seldom happen, it usually has you having him lay on your chest while you talk about the funny incident at math class where your teacher forgot about the quiz that was supposed to be taken today and how you got 2 drinks from the vending machine instead of one because you had stumbled over air and hit the machine harshly which caused another drink to fall down. oh and he sees your eyes glimmer up and how you almost always run out of breath because you just have so much to tell him! even if he's always clinging to you either by interlocking arms or grabbing your waist, you'll always have some stories to ramble that even he doesn't know off!

bf reo mikage who impulsively buys anything he sees in stores that remind you of him !

it's a bad habit of his but is it really that bad when he gets to feel you embrace him when he shows you the new matching keychains he bought the two of you? though you tend to scold him for spoiling you rotten, nothing will ever stop him from buying you gifts and trinkets because that's his love language! passing by popmart and sees the mofusand hippers? automatically buys FIVE because he thought they looked like you whenever you were zoning out which is a telltale sign that you badly needed reo to give you a piggyback ride home, not that he minded it though. he's scrolling through facebook and an ad for a jacket pops up? he's already buying two versions, one for you and one for him so that you guys can match! reo def gets offended when you ask him how much they cost and that you'll pay him back because he is your BOYFRIENDDD, he will buy those gifts with NO intention of getting something back.

bf reo mikage who lets you do all sorts of hairstyles on him !

he will also proudly show it off when you guys are at school too, he could care less about what other people think because why would he? his s/o did that hairstyle for him so why should he be ashamed? you would see a cute hairstyle post whilst scrolling through Tiktok and wanted to try it out, but before doing it on you, what better way to see if it was cute by trying it out on your boyfriend? reo wouldn't even try to say no because he wouldn't mind it at all, plus it was a good way to spend time with you. you would let him hold your phone as you try to follow the steps in the video as quickly yet properly as you can. after a few mistakes and redos, you had finished the look and dare you say, it may fit him better than you.. reo looked really good even though the hairstyle was a bit on the feminine side. he'd keep it on for the entire day, not caring or doing anything when the teachers tell him to take it off (rich boy privileges LMAO) oh and later on, you'd also put pins and hairclips on him too! the ones that matched his hair and eyes! this would also be a frequent sleepover activity the two of you do, reo would set up a space in his room dedicated to THIS specific thing!!!

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[mangofanarts]

Owen: "Y-your dude's dead." Scott: "Yeah- no, Tubbo died, I watched Callum pull the level-" Owen: "No, the other dude. Your supreme leader." Scott: "Wait wha???" Owen: "Yeah, I don't know if you want- if I'm the person to say this. Of course I am, who am I kidding? I just didn't know where to start. Um, so Ros and Aimsey had this like situation happen and then, I think one of them came on top. And it wasn't Aimsey, that's as far as I got. This is like, really past down from the grapevine, because it came from Sneeg who overheard it from them and he then gave it to me and I went to Ros, and then Ros was like 'yeah Aimsey's dead.'" (paraphrase) Scott: ".....Ros killed Amy?" Owen: "Potentially! That's-that's, the jury is still out. And then, I was kind of being like 'maybe, maybe you shouldn't have been friends with Aimsey because now they're dead' Um, you know, just trying to draw out the fact this whole like being really close buddies buddies in between factions can cause some complications. And then Ros was like, 'Well maybe I should just leave the kingdom!' and I was like, if that's how you feel then I'm not gonna stop you. So Ros has now left the kingdom." (paraphrase) Scott: "You don't seem about sad about it as I am about Aimsey dying. You just seem sad about losing Ros." Owen: "I-I am sad about Ros, I'll be honest. There is-is a part of me that hurts, but like- I'm not gonna- if somebody- a big part of the kingdom is that we all choose to worship- [...] We all choose to worship the king willingly, and so if somebody comes to me in the faction and goes 'I don't wanna serve the king anymore'. Then, it makes it a lot easier, to not like, mourn that because I go, oh okay. Well, your allegiance wasn't ever truly in the right place then. So, I-I am sad. But mostly, If that's what Ros wants to do then that's up to Ros." Scott: "I mean, changing factions worked out wonders for me." Owen: "Yeah!! Until your leader died." Scott: "Yeah... but like, we were kind of like a democracy anyways, Amys was just forcefully appointed as supreme leader. We all made decisions unanimously anyway. You're gonna live in a construction site for the rest of the time, aren't you? Because that castle is never getting fixed." Owen: "No- I'm gonna talk to Foolish when he's back from his grand tour, and try to appoint a new master architect."

[askthehcc]

Hey Tango! (And also Zed) Are you missing the Brits now that most of them have left? Are you keeping in touch with any of them outside of them being Grian's friends?

Tango: Skizz and B will do a video call once a week or so and I try to jump in when I can.

Tango: I don't keep in regular contact with the other guys, but like... not because I don't like them or anything, just cause life is busy, ya know?

Tango: I kinda want to ask Jim for Blue's number, but I don't really have anything to say to him...

Tango: [shrugging]

Tango: I just think he's kinda cool, y'know?

Zedaph: he did have cool hair.

Tango: Yeah and like Jimmy talks him up all the time. He says he's really good with, like, design and stuff. Plus, he gets to meet a lot of cool people with his job.

Tango: he just seems like an interesting person – would be a cool guy to be friends with.

Zedaph: For sure.

Zedaph: I mean, the only Brit I got to know properly was Jimmy and I'm pretty sure he's still kicking around here somewhere.

Tango: Yeah, somewhere around here...

[Interviewer's note: At this point, Jimmy steps into the frame, having just arrived at the cafe. With his laptop bag hooked over his shoulder, he throws a peace sign up at the camera.]

Jimmy: Heyyy~

Tango: Hey Jim.

Jimmy: Sorry to jump in, I just heard my name as I came through the door.

Tango: Oh, we were just talking about what a squatter you are here.

Jimmy: Hey! I buy my coffees.

Jimmy: Sometimes.

Tango: You mean when me and Grian aren't on shift.

Jimmy: Yeah, or Mumbo. He's given in to the Jim-Jam charm. He couldn't resist for long.

Zedaph: Well, who couldn't?

Jimmy: Correct answer, Zed.

Jimmy: But, also, if none of you guys are here, then what's the point of coming in?

Tango: Heh.

Jimmy: Speaking of, I'll let you carry on. I'm gonna go set up in the corner.

Tango: Sure, I'll bring your drink over when I'm done.

Jimmy: You, Tango Tek, are literally the best person ever, do you know that?

[Interviewer's note: Jimmy exits the foreground and reappears in the background as a blur, setting up his laptop on a far table.]

Zedaph: ...

Tango: ...

Zedaph: ...

Tango: [Scoffs]

Tango: Shut up. Leave me alone.

Zedaph: [laughing]

Zedaph: I didn't even say anything!

[sandinmybed]

My issue isn't really the length of time it's taking tbh (although yeah I admit I'm getting impatient) it's the fact that they said 2024, then they said late 2024, then they said 2025, then it was late 2025, now it's 2026. I understand there are reasons for this but at the same time that's incredibly annoying for absolutely everyone. Entire shows with a similar level of vfx have come and gone in this time (2016-2025). And they're netflix's biggest show, they've got a ton of budget and resources. I understand that producing a show like this is a massive undertaking, but people are tired of waiting. I've seen about 10 tweets about this, too. Non-fandom viewers are fed up with it. I'm sure the cast would like to move on too. Especially considering how many good shows get cancelled before they're even given a chance (rip KAOS) Netflix cancels good shows left and right because they didn't get record-breaking views in like 20 days, but Stranger Things gets 7 years to produce two seasons. I just think it's crazy!

I love this show but it feels like it's the cause of all the worst trends in TV nowadays. Dumping all the episodes at once onto streaming, years between seasons, extremely high expectations of immediate bingeviewing and success, all of these things I don't think would be as prevalent if Stranger Things didn't do them first. That's not the kind of first you want, tbh.

STARTS STABBING MYSELF REPEATEDLY IN THE NECK

[ywpd-translations]

Ride 805: Sohoku's morale

Pag 1

1: The banking angle is like this

2: It's like putting the weight on the very edge of the round part of the tire

3: Keep braking at a minimum

4: Right before the curve, switch one gear lower while braking

7: While taking the curve without decelerating as much as possible...

Pag 2

1: push as hard as you can when moving up!!

Pag 3

1: Shorten it....!!

2: The eight minutes distance...!!

To a four minutes distance!!

3: I can go further!!

4: Let's go!!

With everyone's strength!!

5: Woah, is that the selected team!? They passed me

Six people... no, it's seven people!?

Kyofushi joined them at the very back!!

6: Until the “lead” ahead of us....!!

Pag 4

1: The cyclists are here, there's the pack!

Do your best!

They're so colorful!

So fast!

These is the Inter High's.....

Pag 5

1: lead!!

Pag 6

2: Amazing!

They're so fast..!

They caused the wind!

Fighting!

Gooo!

Pag 7

1: The ones in the lead pulling the pack is....

2: the local from Kyushu, Fukuoka Josei!!

Kumadai is there too!!

4: So your best....!!

They looked here and smiled at us

Take the finish line ahead!!

Mokkosu!!

Pag 8

2: The finish line, huh!!

3: Yeah!!

4: The race is already turning to its final stage

5: Also this is the assembly stage now

A small climb... or after that? When Hakogaku will raise their pace and slip through the locals who are now pulling...

(Fukuoka do your best!

Kumamotoo!

They looked this way and smiled!)

Pag 9

1: the real battle for the finish line will start!!

2: It's gonna be a fight we absolutely cannot step back from!!

3: Step back? Not even a millimeter!!

4: You'll be pulling until then

Danchiku!! Kaburagi!! Team SS duo!!

Yessir!!

Yeah!!

5: I'll pull, horuaa....

6: But

7: Will Onoda-san be alright? He's exhausted for all the work he did on the mountain

Uh!! Danchiku is so considerate!! Also,this is a problem!!

Pag 10

1: Aaalright, me too

That's right!! Onoda-san

2: is basically at death's door!!

This guy...

The way he said it...

3: So-sorry... yeah...

I'm.... alright... I rested while on the long downhill earlier

4: What, are you really okay?

Oi, Issa, you're being too direct!

5: By the way, uhm.... we were in a rush when I joined you again... so I couldn't say it

7: I couldn't.... say it properly...

Pag 11

1: I'm sorry....

I lost....

4: He lost!?

We saw it on the sign board!!

5: Even though it was just around 20cm... even though I pedaled with my strength...

6: I didn't take... the mountain prize

Even though... everyone

7: sent me off

Pag 12

1: What are you talking about!! Onoda

What are you apologizing for!! Onoda-kun!!

Pag 13

1: Ima.... izumi-kun...

3: Naruko-kun....

5: I'll buy you some juice later

Ju-juice?

Kakaka!! That's not a big deal!!

Ah, but...

We

6: were fully happy that we got to send you off, Onoda-kun

Pag 14

1: You could run with Manami with all your strength, and that's good enough

3: Well, when you came back to the team all worn out and we saw the distance on the sign board, I knew that it had come true!!

5: You were even annoyed by Doubashi-san!

Ah, so that was for the mountain prize, I see

6: It raised the team's morale

That's enough

Pag 15

1: Teeh...!!

2: Yeah

Right now, the thing that will raise the morale more than anything

3: it's probably them

5: You're right, now there's

6: the water station

Pag 16

2: Onoda-san is in a pinch!!

Onoda-san is in a pinch!!

He's feeling weak, teh!!

3: I have to do something, teh..!!

Kinaka-kuuun!!

4: Onoda-san's ina pinch, teh!!

Give me all your food supplements and bottles, teh!!

Pag 17

1: Rokudaiii!!

Huh!?

So many!?

Why so much stuff!!

2: I thought you would say that, so I got ready, Rokudaii!!

Pag 18

3: I'll leave the senpai to you, Rokudai!!

4: Goooo!! Rokudaiii!!

What... that's an absurd way of delivering it

So much, on!!

What's with this guys... he delivered such a huge weight of supplies in one go!!

Pag 19

1: Ou- teh!!

2: They're perfectly in sync

Amazing

3: ….. Toji-san

4: This year's finish line...

Yeah, it's further away after the mountain stage than it usually is

From here on, after a few hills it goes on with an up-and-down

Pag 20

1: Then they'll enter a long downhill of around 5km

2: After the coastal national away they'll turn right

3: and they'll enter the town where the first day's finish line is

Pag 21

2: There are probably 10km left...

3: and after that

4: the race for the finish line will start

Pag 22

1: And those who are most likely to win will move!!

There's still more

Th-thank you

That must be heavy

6: There are 12km left until the finish line

[elliesglock]

Azzi go with Paige bad live!!!

some side notes before anything:

this live yalll 🚶🏼‍♀️‍➡️ unserious asf. first of all quit playing in my face kk with the my man comments you are so sick. i like how she switches from the my man comments to laughing at the baby stud comment like gurllll we know what you are 😭 don't even have to spell it out.

first of all, paige looking all fine in this live azzi i see why you were having some trouble studying in this live wooowweeeeee.

so there's gonna be some big time jumps in between everything because we don't see azzi a lot. however paige has never been subtle about her girl so we still get some lovelyyyt moments.

in the beginning of the live, amari walks in and they start laughing at her cause "her man's" over. kk leaves to go introduce the guy to the live and imo paige follows her out. she obv goes straight to her girl it sounds like and is giggling and laughing with her while kk's in amari's room. this probably why she's so irritated later in the live cause she can't know one moment of peace with paige 😭.

they come back into paige's room and kk sets down the camera. paige is so close to that camera like honey back up please i can feel that breath. she's staring HARDDDDDD at those comments and that's when a comment pops up that makes me want to shoot people. "paige with azzi real bad 🙄🙄". LIKE??? and ofc this nosey ass girl JUMPSSSS to touch the screen and read the comment. her eyes get all wide and she taps kk, she's laughing and kk starts laughing too. like they know yall. the way p's eyes LOCK DOWN when she sees azzi's name in the chat in general. it so gives who's talking about my girl? what they know about her? why are yall mentioning her? UGH PROTECTIVE P YOU ALWAYS BE FAMOUS. kk pushes paige in a joking way but you can tell she's so over them and us lololol. she's like i already have to hear them 24/7 talking about each other and now yall are giving them even more opportunities to mention one another GET OUTTTT.

skip to a little later, i think p's missing her girl a little bit and says, "get azzi on live." yall this whole live she's literally talking and wanting azzi to come in the room. she's mad because azzi's taking an exam and is so far (3 feet) away from her. kk kinda pauses and goes, "hmm?" like babe im just gonna pretend you didn't say that. i've heard you talking about this girl all day 🙄. live pauses for a second and im not sure if its kk doing it in case p says something or if it's just that uconn internet. i'm sure it's because of that toaster wifi. there's a interesting little moment next i wanted to bring up cause i find it funny. someone in the comments says, "kk should i get back with my ex?" and kk kinda hesitates and goes, "nooo..?" and paige says no as well. kk laughs at this. in a manner where it's sorta like she's saying girl you know damn well you did. she's basically calling out p subtly cause she knows she got back with azzi and she thinks she's being a hypocrite. that's just my interpretation according to my timeline. p's thinking of her freshman days oop. the comment replies back and says they were dating for 3 months and both of them say yeahhhh let it go. p confident as hell in her answer cause she knows she had azzi for so long and knew she was hella right for fighting for her back i know that's rightttttt.

someone in the comments asks where's azzi? kk reads it out and paige immediately says yeah go get her like she was waiting for the opportunity to speak or even see her girl again. THIS GIRL IS SICK IN LOVE YALL. she also has this....tone when she says it. veryyyy sensual. kk walks out of the room and goes up to azzi. also i'd like to point out HOW CRAZY it is that azzi's just posted up in paige's dorm room (that's not even a's dorm room btw) and she's just chilling doing an exam. azzi's a better soldier than me because the fact she's doing an exam with the literal LOUDEST most obnoxious woman ever near here is straight willpower. but since she's been caught doing hw before multiple times with paige i think she likes to do it in her dorm room. imo it's because if she gets a little frustrated she can go to p and have a little break and some snuggles before locking back in. and she knows p will help her and do whatever she needs to get through the assignment mentally and physically. p's her rock and that's always how it's gonna be. kk says azzi wants a cowboy hat from the live and azzi says nooooo in that cute little pouty voice she has. you can hear p GIGGLE in the back like a little school girl and i just find it so funny because she's definitely hanging over the edge of her bed watching the interaction to get some of her azzi time in. going back to what i saying earlier, i think az's a little upset because of her homework ofc but also because she's having a hard time and she can't go and cuddle like she's used to with p because kk's in there on live :(. poor azzi baby you'll make it out. kk asks if she's okay (like genuinely worried aweee) and azzi says she's taking an exam. kk goes ohhh and leaves immediately. paige obv is hanging onto every word because she pipes up and yells, "that's! don't let her- she's not taking an exam." GIRL HOW WOULD YOU KNOW?? she just wanna tease azzi every chance she gets. kk walks away and go back to p's room and as she's walking in she makes eye contact with paige. as if p was already staring at her and giggling for teasing azzi. they both start laughing. girlll leave my princess alone damnn. kk says "she is actually" and p responds and says "is she?" and i just want to point out whenever paige says something about azzi or is talking about her she gets this tone of voice. her voice goes deep and she speaks very lowly and flirty like. almost like the thought of azzi gets her feeling something and it translates into her voice. SHOOT ME IF YOU WANT TO BUT IM JUST SAYING.

later on, kk brings up wanting to see sabrina and steph in a three point shooting contest. paige not being able to help herself says, "my moneys on azzi." like when it comes to repping your girl yall are not fucking with p at alllllll. again, it's like she's bringing up az cause she misses her and her girls away from her :(. i know my friends and i do that whenever we're missing our significant others, we'll just bring them into conversation more because we're thinking about them heavily. kk sorta laughs and goes off camera for a second because she knows it's soooo goofy of paige to bring up azzi out of no where when the topic wasn't even about az. by god paige will make it about her tho. however, she comes back on screen and daps up paige almost like she's saying yeahhhh im tryna get like you in the future and rep my girl like that!! they both say "you already knowwwww!" and the first thought that came to my mind was dang p is so in love with azzi's talent and she wants everybody to know that's her girl and that's her goat. i mean she does it all the time saying azzi is the best player in the world.

kk sees a comment that says "i got my money on azzi lol" that's making fun of p. she laughs for a second and hands the phone to p to show her. p laughs with her little azzi smile reading it before repeating you already knowwwww. she's subtly hinting again that that's her girl and she WILL be her biggest fan and yall are not allowed to be at all. kk goofily says "and we're gonna end the live" at the comment and they both laugh.

they move on, but p can't stop talking about her girl for 5 minutes. again, because she's thinking about her and wants her to come homeeeeee (her room). she'd rather rip her skin off than not bring up azzi. so she says, "she's not even taking the test no more." she's so desperate it's soooo hiliarious. kk pipes in and says yeahhh she's chatting! p agrees. she needs to go mess with her again, so she brings in the big guns and both her and kk go in this time. kk goes in and says "are you okay" and I KNOWWWW az is giving her the dirtiest look and kk looks a little scared now. but fret not p knows she can mess with her and azzi will never get madddddd cause that's her girl and she loves her (at least in p's delusional head she thinks azzi won't say anything to her). so here's comes this loud ass bitch screaming " AZZIIIII!" and i know az's body immediately tenses up cause girl me too. and then paige screams, AZZI again. it's giving a little kid trying to get their moms attention fr 😭 she seems so done and defeated when she says, "no paige pls im almost done seriously." and she's truly begging for her life cause she knows p will keep annoying her. p obv gets very sassy and pouty and doesn't like this cause she goes, "WHAT THE HE....." before kk mutes her. they probs bicker for a calm little ten seconds and p ofc loses and tucks her tail between her legs. next time we see p she's sitting on the bed again playing her game, oh azzi put belt to asssssss!! she said SIT YO ASS DOWN I NEED TO FINISH THIS. and no matter how loud and sassy p is she's gonna do what her princess says.

kk leaves and goes to go to other peoples dorms. but the legend says azzi stayed and finished her final and went to paige's room and stayed the night 🤫 i just find it so funny as kk's leaving she says goodnight to both of them it just gives she's saying goodnight to her moms and leaving their room before going to sleep. it's so adorable. my kk pazzi's kid agenda IS UPPPPP rn.

that's it yall, thanks for reading!!!

(also aliyah and aubrey at the end isssssss soooo cute)

[livesworthlivingau]

Lives Worth Living Chapter 36

ISAT and Two Hats spoilers below! CW: Mentions of Death, Fear of Mortality.

Gotta be honest, not suuuper happy about this chapter, but it's at a point where I'm okay with it and I just kinda need it out of the way so I can move on with the rest of the fic.

(Siffrin) |Isabeau|

"You... You died? Like really actually died?..." (Isa asked with a mortified look, bringing a hand up to cover his mouth as you explain the events of the last loop.)

"Y-Yeah... Vale saw me, just lying there... and I... I saw something weird after... something I'm scared might have been real." (You continue your story. You hated putting this burden on him, but having to explain this to everyone else would be too much for you to handle right now. You sit alone together in your tent once more as Vale went off to have a moment to themself before the bomb dropped.)

"Saw something? Like... like after you died?" (You respond with a hesitant nod.) "... Was that why you woke up like that?" (You nod again, taking a deep breath before you continue.)

"... I saw the island... I saw the King... I started to remember it all, everything... it all vanished when I woke up but... I didn't want it! I didn't want any of it! Not if it meant I'd lose all of you!" (You realize you've started shouting again a little too late, feeling tears pouring down your face again before Isa grips you in a tight hug to help calm you.)

"Shhhh, it's okay Sif. It's gone, we're all here, you haven't lost us, and we haven't lost you." (He sighs out, you can tell he was saying it for his own sake as much as he was for yours. You grip back tighter and nuzzle close.)

"I love you Isa..."

"I love you too Sif." (He replies in kind before gently kissing the top of your head.)

"Uhm... Siffrin? Isabeau? Is everything okay?" (Mira's voice calls through the thin tent walls. You figure you got a bit too loud...)

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(You mumble and grumble under your hat as you hug yourself in your cloak, forming a make shift little tent out of the two while secluded in the larger tent, and still it didn't feel like enough to cover your shame. You made Isa do your dirty work again... you're such a coward... No! No, that's not true. Isa offered, he knows you're going through a lot and is happy to help. Stop being so hard on yourself, it's okay to need help! You mentally shout at yourself, trying to practice better self talk like you learned so long ago.)

(You decide to make better use of your time, digging out the little bird plush you were crafting for Isa and going back to work on it, softly mumbling your little request to the universe.) "Please be cute, please be cute, please be cute."

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|You sit in the middle tent with Odile and Mira as you fill them in on everything in slightly hushed tones.|

"What do you mean it wasn't him that looped?" |Odile raises a brow, you can see all the various theories in her head shattering and reforming into new ones from that single statement.|

"I mean just that... Vale said they saw Sif... y'know... and they looped shortly after. Sif was talking about a dream he had during it, said it felt real, said he saw the island, the king, started remembering stuff... I don't see why Vale would lie about something like that, and from how shaken up Sif was, I think that was more than just a dream..."

"B-But then what does that mean?! Why wouldn't Siffrin be looping anymore?!" |Mira asks in a panic, while Odile just silently thinks to herself, hand on her chin.|

"I don't know... But with any luck Odile will have it figured out by the next bar we reach!" |You tease to help relieve the tension, causing Mira to snort in a laugh and Odile to give a slightly annoyed smirk.|

"You're really never going to let that go, are you?"

"Nope! Besides, as important as this is to figure out, we still have our plan set. We get to Bambouche, then we start to figure all this out. Right now we just gotta try and be there for them, the both of them. That means no bombarding them with questions about all this right now, okay m'dame?" |You give a playfully stern look at her with a waggle of your finger. She lets out a laugh before sighing.|

"Fine, fine. You're right, not a good idea to interrogate someone in a crisis anyways."

"What about Bonnie? Are we just going to keep this a secret from them?"|Mira asks, not liking the idea. Before you can respond the tent flap shifts, letting light pour in past a small silhouette. You sigh softly.|

"I was gonna say it's not like we could if we tried... You heard everything, didn't you Bonnie?" |They step inside from the light, their face twisted in a mix of emotions but clearly trying to fight it all back, wanting to seem grown up. They give a little nod.| "You okay?..." |They hesitate before nodding a bit heavier, still trying to act tough. You place a hand gently on their back.| "We're gonna figure this all out, and Sif's gonna be okay, I promise!"

"Do you want me to help you make breakfast, Bonnie? I'm sure Siffrin will feel better about all of this after a meal!" |They sniffle and nod, wiping the slight tears they were fighting so hard to keep back.|

[raina16]

Yeah it's old but it gave me thoughts.

No it isn't. Because his intent was to steal the ships, not to kinslay. That was presented as a situation that got out of hand, not premeditated. I don't think the burning thing works that way. He threatens but doesn't actually hurt someone who was after all actually doing what Feanor said, trying to usurp him(we know this didn't cause him to get burnt because he had the Silmarils for 5 years after). He gets in a situation that gets out of hand and inadvertently leads to many deaths. He leaves behind a bunch of people who have been complaining about him non stop for two years because they refuse to take responsibility for their choices, with their preferred choice for king in a land that's safer than where he's going to, with the full belief they'll turn back, and who would mostly be free to go back and get probably a slap in the wrist from the Valar at worst and who choose of their own free will to cross the ice they'd already decided was too dangerous (and guess what it was and lots of people died but that's on them not Feanor). And he burns the ships. That's probably actually the worst thing he purposely chooses to do. Frankly I don't think anything Feanor does would meet the requirements of getting burned by his own Silmarils (plus I have doubts as to whether his own creations would hurt him, the Valar can hallow them all they want but THEY didn't create them and they cannot create them or unmake them,only he can).

In fact aside from deciding to to give the order to steal the ships, Feanor I don't believe is mentioned again in regards to it. Hell for all we know he didn't kill anyone personally in that battle, he might have just knocked people out(unlikely obviously but just saying, after giving the order to steal, he's not personally implicated again). Heck iirc Fingon is more personally implicated in the actual slaying of kin than Feanor or his sons at Alqualonde.

As for the Teleri, they refused to give the ships, lend the ships or even teach them to build their own ships. The Teleri wouldn't even ferry them themselves. That's extreme and kind of selfish if you ask me considering all the Noldor and specifically murdered Finwe had done for them. Gift giving is a symbol of friendship yes, but that means there is some reciprocity otherwise it's not friendship, if one side does most of the giving, you're being used, friend. It's not about the houses they built for them or the jewels they gave them in abundance, but those were symbols of friendship and friends do stuff for each other. Feanor expected at least some help getting across the sea in vessels actually made for the purpose of sailing the sea and they cared more about the Valar's opinion than about the murder of the guy largely responsible for most of the Teleri people being there.

None of which means they deserved it but again the plan wasn't "murder the Teleri" it was "steal the ships". Kind of funny everyone telling him it's a-okay for someone to steal from you(and murder your most beloved father), you shouldn't do anything about it, immediately start drowning people when they are the ones being stolen from.

As for the Silmarils Feanor started keeping them hidden mostly because he believed (not without reason) that the Valar wanted them(they did) and that Melkor was after them(he was). Is it really paranoia if it's true?

In his speech he speaks of them as essentially being central to creation of a new Noldor kingdom in Middle Earth. That suggests to me that they would not in fact be hidden away. It seems to me that Feanor sees them as the way to free his people from what he feels is their stolen birthright, a life in Middle Earth, to be kept essentially as what he feels are pets in Valinor.

It sounds like it would basically be like what we know as but Feanor didn't at the time, Doriath but by the Noldor and without being dependent on any Ainur for safety. And if it's Ok for Doriath to exist why would it be wrong for the Noldor to have their own special protected kingdom? Why is it OK for Thingol and later for Finrod and for Turgon but somehow it would be wrong for Feanor to have a kingdom of light for his people? Why was it ok for the Valar to decide only their special friends could have light but somehow it's wrong for Feanor?

Hmmm...You know...it's kind of protestant maybe that's why Catholic Tolkien was against it. One of the early ideas of many protestant branches was having a direct relationship with God - no need for saints or virgins to intercede(or priests to grant you "absolution"). Feanor twice puts forth the idea of a direct relationship to Eru without the intercession or need for the saints/Ainur.

And Varda hallowed the Silmarils, so that thereafter no mortal flesh, nor hands unclean, nor anything of evil will might touch them, but it was scorched and withered… 

-Of The Silmarils And The Unrest of the Noldor

I’ve seen people wonder if the Silmarils would have burned Fëanor had he regained them after Alqualondë. Out of curiosity, what is the line of thinking behind the argument that they wouldn’t? He committed felony murder before he left Aman. Even if he personally didn’t physically get blood on his sword, it was at his behest, in a situation of his making. He may not qualify as evil, but his hands are definitely unclean.

[dr-spencer-reids-queen]

Middle Man: Final Part

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Female!Reader

Word Count: ~1.9k

Warnings: canon violence, canon language, canon talk of death, methods of kill

Summary: You're called to Indiana where a woman goes missing. Maybe it's something about this case or maybe it's all in your head, but you can't help the feeling like something isn't right. On the upside, Rossi is throwing a Halloween party, and you can't wait to be with everyone and celebrate Spencer's favorite holiday with him.

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Author’s Note: I do not own anything from Criminal Minds. All credit goes to their respective owners. If there are any warnings that exceed the normal death/kills from the show, I will list them.

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You, Derek, and Spencer head to Ernstrom College to see if he's there. Since the fall semester has already started or is just about to start, he might be here. It doesn't take a long time to find out that he's not in his dorm, and he's not answering his phone when you call.

"Hotch, he's not in the dorms and he's not answering his phone," Derek says when he calls Hotch.

He puts him on speakerphone so that you and Spencer can hear it.

"You know, if Salters inflicts physical punishment on Chris, then it's highly unlikely he's the Alpha of the group."

"No, based on what we know, Chris wouldn't be the dominant nor would he have the confidence to lead. If the dominant protected Chris, he'd have his unwavering loyalty."

"Sheriff, when Chris started Ernstrom, was there an upperclassman who befriended him or who he looked up to? Did he join a Fraternity? Did he play on a sports team?" Hotch asks Jeff.

"He didn't do this."

"Garcia, anything?"

"I'm searching, sir."

"He was on the track team," Jeff sighs, "and joined Kappa lota Phi."

"That's what we've been missing. Garcia, expand your previous Louisiana search to former Ernstrom students who fit our offender profile," you say.

"Narrowing... Narrowing... Ah-ha. Michael Kosina of Louisiana. He was kicked out of Kappa Iota Phi after questionable sexual conduct with a student in 2004. The charges were dropped, but the incident earned the fraternity probation from its national chapter."

"Michael Kosina? I met him. He caused Chris' bar fight. He did this to my son?" Jeff asks angrily.

"Were Kosina and Chris at Ernstrom at the same time?" Hotch asks, ignoring the sheriff.

"Yeah. Chris was a freshman when he was a senior. Michael dropped out a few weeks later after he got into an altercation with one of his professors."

"This type of dominant would definitely have issues with authority. Tell me you got an address, baby girl," Derek says.

"En route as we flirt, baby."

"Morgan, wait until Sheriff Salters arrives. He might be able to talk to Chris," Hotch says.

"Alright, but if that doesn't work, Y/N could be our best shot."

You nod when Derek looks at you.

"True. The pack objectifies women. They wouldn't know how to handle negotiating with one. Y/N, can you do this?"

"Yes, sir."

Once the address comes through, you, Derek and Spencer, and Jeff Salters head over to Michael's house which is likely where Michael and Chris are at. Just as you get out of the car, Michael, Chris, and Stephanie walk out. Her wrists are tied, she has a blindfold over her eyes, and she is terrified but she doesn't look too badly injured. You're not sure if she has been sexually abused which you hope she hasn't. Michael pulls her close and puts a gun to her head while Chris aims a gun at your team.

"Hey! Chris Salters! Michael Kosina! FBI. Give yourselves up!" Derek yells.

"We want to negotiate!" Mike says.

"The time for that is over, son," Jeff says.

"Oh, I wish I was your son, Sheriff. It wouldn't be my ribs getting bruised," Mike glares.

"Christopher, walk this way and we'll work it out."

"Don't you get it? He's done taking orders from you!"

"Sorry, Dad. I can't."

"Y/N, go."

You step out in front of the cars and show your weapon so that they know you're not going to use it on them.

"Michael, Chris, my name is Y/N. I'm holstering my weapon. I just want to talk."

"That's what they all say," Mike glares.

"That's quite a feat, manipulating a cop's son into committing rape and murder."

"Shouldn't we be talking about how your fine ass is gonna get us out of here?" he smirks.

"You wish. Look around. Everyone's guns are trained on you. Not Chris. You. No one wants to shoot a cop's kid, but you? I might shoot you myself."

"You call yourself a negotiator?"

You turn to Chris who looks like he's on the fence about this.

"Chris, I know you're loyal to Michael. I get it. He was there for you when you thought nobody else was."

"Nobody was," he almost cries.

"That might be true, but you need to understand that Michael's done this before. He had another group he ran with but it didn't work out. He came here and started over and sooner or later, he's gonna kill you and move on."

"Don't listen to this bitch!" Mike yells. "She's trying to get us to surrender. We should rush them now!"

"You don't want to do that, Chris, do you? That's suicide, for you. Michael doesn't care. He was gonna kill you the moment things got tough, anyway. Just like he killed his last team."

"What is she talking about?" Chris asks, looking at his friend.

"Two men went missing following a series of rapes in Northern Louisiana. What do you think happened to them?"

"Is that true? Were you gonna kill me, too?" Chris whimpers.

"What do you mean, too? I didn't kill Scott. You did."

"You said it was to protect us."

"Us, me, it's all the same. It doesn't matter, anyway. We're not getting out of here, either one of us. I need to know you're with me. To the end." Chris doesn't say anything. "Well?"

Chris takes too long to answer so Mike moves his gun from Stephanie to Chris. Everyone shoots at Mike until he falls to the ground, and you gab Stephanie so she's not hit. Chris grows angry at seeing his dead friend on the ground.

"What did you do?!"

He waves his gun around and you pull Stephanie to the side. 

"Put it down! Put it down!" Derek yells.

"It's over, Christopher. It's over," Jeff says.

"I am not going to jail!"

"We'll get you a good lawyer. We'll figure out a way to get your sentence reduced."

"You'd like that, wouldn't you, Dad? A chance to play hero. Too late! You don't get to win this one, too."

Chris turns the gun on himself but Jeff shoots his son in the arm. The shock is enough to send him to the ground in pain.

"Medic, we need a medic," Spencer says through the earcomm.

Jeff walks over to Chris who moans in pain.

"I had to, son."

"You're going to be okay, Stephanie."

"I want to see my daughter," she cries. "I want my daughter."

"You will get to see her. You need to go to the hospital and she'll meet you there. You're going to be okay."

The weekend comes faster than you realize, and you and Spencer pull up to Rossi's house with candy in hand. You're excited to show off your homemade Jack and Sally costume that you two put together. It took a lot of sewing and body paint to make yourselves look this good. You know Rossi has a lot of money but you never knew he would own a mansion.

"Wow, this house is incredible," you gasp as you walk up the porch steps.

"Well, he's old and rich. May as well put money into a house."

"Makes sense," you giggle.

Rossi answers the door wearing clothes from the 1920s. You're shocked he actually dressed up even though you're having a hard time placing him.

"You dressed up!"

"Penelope made me."

"Who are you supposed to be?"

"Al Capone."

"Of course," you giggle.

Everyone else is inside drinking and chatting away, and JJ smiles widely when she sees you. She is dressed up as Jessie, Will as Woody, and Henry as Buzz Lightyear all from Toy Story. Penelope is dressed as Cruella DeVille. Derek is dressed as Jack Sparrow from Pirates of the Caribbean. Hotch isn't dressed up but his son is dressed up in a suit that looks like it's too big for him.

"JJ! It's so good to see you!" You pull her in for a hug, making sure not to get your makeup on her skin. "It's been so long."

"We saw each other last weekend," she giggles. "Let me see it!" She takes your left hand and admires the ring. "God, this is gorgeous. You're gonna make a great wife."

"Thanks," you grin. "I miss you at work."

"I miss all of you guys."

Jack walks over and grins up at you and Spencer.

"Hi, Jack, what are you supposed to be?"

"I'm Daddy!"

"Well, your daddy is a great man."

"I know."

"Thanks," Hotch smiles.

You and Spencer split off so that you can talk to your girls while Spencer talks to Derek.

"Can I help with the wedding? Oh, my God, it's gonna be so amazing. Two of my best friends are getting married!"

"Of course, you can help with the wedding. Though, I do have something to ask all of you. First, JJ," you turn to her, "would you like to be my Maid of Honor?"

"Really? You want me?" she smiles.

"Of course. You're my best friend."

"Yes, I'd love to be your Maid of Honor."

"Emily, Penelope, I'd like for you to be my bridesmaids. You all can help on the wedding and I want all three of you up there with me."

"Yes!" Penelope squeals and pulls you in for a hug. "Don't you worry about a thing. I can plan it all."

"I know," you chuckle, but your smile falls short.

"What's wrong?" JJ asks.

"I'm just worried, I guess."

"About what?"

"My parents. I don't know how my dad will feel about me marrying Spencer."

"Does he know about it?"

"No. I haven't told them yet. I don't know how they'll react. My dad doesn't really like Spencer."

"I'm sure they'll be thrilled. All parents love their children's wedding days."

You're not so sure about this one. The party lasted a few hours before people started to leave. JJ, Will, and Henry leave with Jack and Hotch to get candy in the neighborhood while the rest head home. You walk into your apartment and kick off your heels, glad to give your aching feet a break.

"You get to take all of this down."

"Alright," Spencer chuckles.

"I'm going to wash all this makeup and paint off me. I'd be a shame if I showered alone."

It takes Spencer exactly five seconds to process your words before rushing after you.

Frank clenches and unclenches his hands in and out of fists, resisting the urge to go over to your place. Even when you're not at your apartment, he has eyes and ears everywhere. He has connections in every state and people in every state who are willing to do anything he says. Some willingly and some forcefully. He needs you to understand that he's done playing and he's coming for you.

By the time he actually does, you won't see him coming. You'll feel him but you won't see him. 

Clarissa isn't doing too well back home while Frank is out, but he doesn't care. He needs to focus all of his time on you which is why he asked Rob to look after Clarissa and the kids. Clarissa doesn't seem to understand his obsession with you, and it's not his job to make her understand. He took one look at you and knew that he wanted you all to himself. He was strict at first, not allowing anyone else near you, but then he got more relaxed the more you grew up. He knew you'd never want to leave him.

Until now.

"Please, Frank. You said you put up cameras, right? Just come home and monitor her from here," Clarissa begs. "I don't like Rob."

"If I hear one more word come out of your goddamn mouth about Rob, I'm going to call him and tell him he can do whatever he likes to you. Got it?"

Clarissa is silent for an entire minute.

"Got it," she whispers.

"Rob is getting shit done. Stay out of his way."

"Okay."

Frank hangs up on his wife before she can say anything else. He switches the camera to the one in the bathroom and smirks when he sees you and Spencer having steamy shower sex, and how much he wishes it was him there instead.

"Without heroes, we are all plain people and don't know how far we can go." - Bernard Malamud

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[timekiller024]

Day 25

Alright, I'm really late with today's (technically yesterday's depending on time zones) drawing, mostly because homework has been an absolutely headache today, but I'm not going to worry about that right now cause I got some more art to talk about.

So yeah, I worked on day 24's Siffrin drawing a bit more. Since it was raining, I was wondering if I could make darker spots on Siffrin's hat cause, it would be a bit wet from all the rain, right? I didn't like how that was looking, so instead I made everything one shade darker and gave the drawing a grey background to make it gloomier. I think it looks pretty nice like that, but I don't know if it's better or worse than where I left off yesterday.

Moving on to today's drawing, this time I wanted Siffrin to be a lot happier, so I gave them a bigger smile, and I even put a flower in their hair. It looks pretty good to me, but now I'm realizing I could have used the circle tool to make the flower a lot more even. Hmm, something to remember for the next time I work on it. =/

Oh yeah, and I also tried out that dithering technique again. I probably doing wrong, but I just think it looks neat, so I'm not too worried about it. Aside from that, the flower, and the smile, there isn't really too much I'm changing with Siffrin this time. I am looking forward to adding in colors next time though. I plan on adding some extra colors to make the flower stand out more.

Actually, now that I think of it, this would be the perfect opportunity to add some lgbt+ pride to my drawings. Quick, which letter is Siffrin and what are the colors for it? There's a lot of them and I'm bad at remembering stuff, so I'm genuinely asking, please.

Anyway, I guess I'll do that later, hopefully after I get some sleep. Good night, everybody. See ya next time.

[mysticwolfshadows]

Taken - Zutara - Part 110

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If Katara had a copper coin for every time she had been kidnapped by a tyranical leader of a nation, Katara would have two copper coins. Which, admittedly, isn't very much, but it's still odd that it happened twice. Though, tequinically, she'd been kidnapped three times, if she counted when Aang thought he was helping her, and if she got kidnapped by the Earth Kingdom at some point, it felt like she should probably get some kind of award. Wait, she had been held captive by King Bumi that one time...

Anyway, this was the first time Katara was actually able to fight her way out of captivity. And she was probably having too much fun with it.

She pulled water basically from anywhere she could without bringing the building down: some sections of wall, the air, a plant in one hallway. They got lucky, as the alarm sounded, and took down a waterbending guard that was carrying a water skin.

"Are you sure this is wise?" Yue asked, as they turned down another hallway.

Katara could hear people running after them. "Not at all. In there!"

Yue dove into the door as Katara yanked ice down from the ceiling to create a barrier in the hall. She followed Yue a moment later. When she looked around the room, she found several women, and a few girls, sitting on fur pelts with sewing in hand.

"Well," Katara said, studying them. "Hello."

"Ladies," Yue said, with a bow.

The women stared at them. Katara blinked back.

"We're gonna get out of here," Katara said, then gestured vaguely at the room as a whole. "Do you.... want to come with us?"

The women glanced at each other, then tossed down their sewing to follow Katara through the hole she made in the wall.

Things only got more chaotic from there. The women that could bend were doing their best to follow Katara's lead, to bring the icy parts of the structure down on their pursuers and cutting off routes to them. Those that couldn't bend were taking anything they could carry from those that Katara knocked down, throwing and lashing out with anything that fit in their hands.

Katara couldn't be more proud.

Things came to a head when they reached what had to be the entrance, a pair of large ornate doors, which Katara and Yue pushed open with all their strength. Freedom was just beyond, but so was a blizzard on a moonlit black night.

Katara backed away as the bitter cold nipped at her fingers, razing a hand to shield her eyes as icy snow was whipped into her face, and a roar reached her ears. Behind her, one girl gave a cry of despair, that they had been so close, only to be stalled by nature itself. Katara didn't falter, and instead turned back to look at the men gathering around them.

"You stupid girl," Hahn said, as he stepped into view. He was limping. "All you had to do was stay quiet. And I would have given you back to the fire tossers. But after causing a riot? Turning these good women into traitors? I can't let that go."

Stepping forward, Katara blocked the women as best she could with her body. "You're a tyrant, Hahn," she said, scraping her brain for a plan. Anything. "And you've made a lot of people angry with your actions. The Avatar. My father. The Fire Lord." At this, the men looked uncertain. "Oh yeah. You know how strong the Fire Navy is. Their army. Think about what he'll do when word reaches him about what you've done."

"We beat the Fire Nation once before," Hahn said, clearly unconvinced, even when his soldiers were looking at him with fear. "We can do it again."

Katara barked out a laugh, making a few people flinch. "The siege ended when Zuko and Iroh helped us stop the incompetent leader, Zhao. And they still bombarded the city to a standstill. What do you think will happen when a competent leader, the Fire Lord no less, leads the charge?"

Hahn's ranks were starting to grow nervous, trying to look to their leader for guidance. Hahn didn't look convinced.

"I'll kill the firebender myself if he dares to show his face," he sneers.

Katara rose a brow, turning instead to the men. "Really?" she asked. "This is who you follow? A man willing to restart a war that has already ended, because he wants to tell women to shut up?"

"Shut up!" Hahn said, only proving Katara's point.

"Hahn," Yue said, stepping to to join Katara at the front. "Please... You're chief. You need to think about what the tribe needs. And it isn't war with the Fire Nation."

"We're going out into that storm," Katara said, when Hahn only sneered at Yue. "And you aren't going to follow us."

She stayed facing them, one hand moving to gesture for the women to step outside. There was a moment of hesitation, before they were slowly edging backwards. With each step back, the men took a half shuffle forward, waiting for orders from their leader.

When the last of them was out the door, Katara grabbed as much snow as she could and hurled it to block the entrence, before turning to push into the knee deep snow. It soaked into her clothes, even as she did her best to bend the snow away, and create a water barrier over their heads.

"We're going to die out here," one woman said, her eyes wide and already shivering.

"No," Katara said, as she saw the flicker of lights ahead of them, and heard a roar above. "We've already been saved."

Because Katara knew that roar. The one she had heard twice now. It was Appa, circling overhead. And there, in the distance, were firebenders.

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