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angel-eyes05 · 7 months ago

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What's In A Name

pairing: roronoa zoro x fem!reader

summary: as a master thief, you pride yourself on never getting caught. that is until you're caught by the straw hats as you try stealing from their ship. unable to turn you in to the authorities just yet, they'll have to make due with storing you on the going merry in the meantime. but, your time in confinement has allowed you to get particularly close to a certain swordsman. how close the two of you get is to be decided though.

warnings/info: nsfw mdni, oral sex (fem receiving), alcohol consumption, drunk/tipsy sex, face riding, my own sex headcanons for zoro are VERY clear here lmao ,takes place in between jaya and skypiea (please pretend theres more time at sea in between those arcs cause this will not work otherwise OK THANKS), this is for the pre-time skip zoro girlies (he's 19 pre-time skip dont come for me), no use of y/n, the first half of this is just cute shenanigans between reader and the straw hats. its a lot of character building stuff but i like it.

word count: 6.3k

notes: HI GUYS IM BACK IVE MADE MY RETURN I FOUND SOMETHING TO WRITE ABOUT!!!! and its the longest fic ive ever written too god damn what a comeback lmao. ok so i started watching one piece and im head over heels in love with this man...but i'm only up to water 7 rn so i only know how to properly write for pre-time skip zoro so thats how this is gonna go. i was looking for zoro/one piece fics to read but theyre literally all established relationship ones which aren't my cup of tea so im doing it myself lmao. also i didnt proofread i got too lazy sorry if some stuff doesnt make sense sorry sorry sorry but im a simple lazy tired girlie lmao enjoy!!

dividers by: @cafekitsune

You didn’t know any of their names.

You had been aboard the Going Merry for about three weeks now, and you still hadn’t learned anyone’s names. Granted, your reason for being there wasn’t to make friends anyway. That wasn’t particularly easy to do, being tied up in some storage closet and all.

Being one of the few residents who actually lived on Jaya had allowed you to pick up a skill or two when it came to stealing. Pirates with big bounties and even bigger treasures left their ships unattended at the docks, leaving you with some perfect quick heists from time to time. Some steals were easier than others. As much as you believed in your talents, most of the time your ability to get out unscathed was based purely on the luck of the draw. It wasn’t an easy life, many recent nights leaving you with more injuries than berries and gold pieces, but it was all you knew having lived here for so long.

After having taken a break from heists for a bit, you finally laid your eyes on a ship worth stealing from. A pirate ship with a goat out in front and seemingly orange trees next to the helm. Most of the ships at the dock had been there for a while, leaving the pirates on board used to your tricks already. Being low on cash was another factor. So, after a bit of planning, you made your way onto the ship.

Earlier, you had found that one of the windows to a cabin had been left open, so you decided to make your entrance through there. You gathered your things and dove into the crystal blue water by the dock. Once you made it to the back of the ship, you took your rope, with your own handmade grappling hook at the end, and swung it to hook on the window sill. Luckily for you, it stuck the landing on the first try. You smirked to yourself and used the hook as leverage to climb up onto the ship. Unfortunately, this seemed to be the ship’s bathroom. Not super ideal. You’d have to venture more out into the ship. But with this came the risk of getting caught. Given your dire circumstances though, it was a risk you were willing to take.

With an attempt to make as little creak as possible, you slightly opened the door into the rest of the interior. Coast was clear so far. Suddenly, a shake rattled throughout the interior. You tumbled onto the floor, pushing open a door due to your unbalance. What the fuck was that, you thought to yourself. It quickly became no matter though, when you noticed the door had opened up to a room with a treasure chest tucked away in the back. Jackpot. You slyly made your way into the room and shut the door behind you.

The room was neatly kept, with bookshelves, a couch, two sleeping hammocks, and a desk with navigation tools on it. There was even a bar. Though temptation pursued at you, you had to stay on task. While making your way over to the chest, you heard different creaks vibrating across the walls of the ship. You prayed to yourself that it was just the wood’s reaction to the waves. As you had predicted, the chest was locked, so you searched your bag for anything that could key the lock.

Time became of the essence quickly as the thuds and creaks on the ship grew louder and louder. Finally, the lock to the chest made a perfect click, as the chest unlocked. You lifted the roof of the chest to find a sight for sore eyes: jewels and gold galore. This was it, you were set. You were so in awe with the vision before you, that you had failed to notice the woman standing behind you. The image you saw in one of the emeralds was a tall figure, with jet-black hair just below her shoulders, and dazzling blue eyes. “Looking for something?” the woman questioned, almost sarcastically. You seemed to have forgotten rule number one of thieving. Remember to lock the door behind you.

Quick on your feet, you whip around to throw a punch in her face, but her reflexes seem to be quicker than yours by the way she catches your fist. You then attempt to kick out her legs. The image you see next shakes you to your core. A hand, seeming to appear out of thin air, attaches itself to your calf. The hand then slowly raises your fear-frozen body into the air, dangling you upside down like a party toy. You attempt to throw more hits at her, all seeming to be in vain though. You kick and scream, like a child throwing a tantrum, in an attempt to get out. The woman looks out into the hallway and signals over another one of her companions. Fuck, this is turning sour fast. Before you can make out any other features of the man, besides his cartoonishly long nose, he uses his slingshot to pelt a rock towards your forehead. Your vision goes black as the rest of the pirates rush into the room.

The rough fibers of the rope tying your wrists together were the first thing you felt as you woke up. This was quickly followed by the underlying nausea from the waves rocking the boat, reminding you why you preferred to stay on land. You attempted to stand up, but your dizziness and the rope tying you to the floor weren’t letting you get very far. Suddenly, the door to whatever room you were in swung open, and the group of 7 pirates living on board entered the room. You slinked yourself along the back wall, attempting to disappear into your skin. You weren’t sure what felt worse: The fear of what they were going to do to you, or the embarrassment that you had been doing this for so long and still got caught.

Nope, definitely the embarrassment.

The man, no boy was a better word to describe him, standing in the middle of them attempted to speak to you before a woman with short orange hair cut him off. “If you think we’re gonna let you get off easily just because we’re also pirates, you’d be sorely mistaken!” she spoke, fiery anger lacing her words. The tall woman from earlier put her hand on her shoulder, calming her down, and walked out towards you. You tried to scoot away as much as you could as she crouched down to your level.

“Listen, we want this to be over as much as you do. We would love nothing more than to get you off our ship and drop you off at the nearest island. But unfortunately for us, that would mean having to find a group of marines to hand you over to, who we aren’t the best of friends with right now. And we can’t drop you back off at Jaya since we’re too far by this point. So, for now, we’ll just have to keep you tied down here if that works out with you.” You began to speak before the woman cut you off. “You don’t have much of a choice in the matter by the way.”

She stood back up and began to exit the room, the other pirates following her except for two. The boy with the straw hat and another man, with striking green hair and three swords lying in a holster on his belt. The boy looked somberly at you as if he was against this whole idea. But the green-haired one just stared at you. As uncomfortable as it made you feel, you couldn’t help staring back into his piercingly soft eyes. “Come on, let’s go,” the green-haired man said to the boy, finally breaking eye contact and turning his back to leave. The boy followed him shortly after. As he closed the door, you had nothing left to focus on except for the itchiness of the rope, the empty stuffiness surrounding the storage room, and your worsening seasickness.

The following weeks had the same routine. Each of the pirates on board took individual shifts watching you during the day when they were just out at sea. The strange reindeer creature would watch you when they were out on islands. The first shift was taken by the tall black-haired woman. She would come in at the break of dawn to make sure you didn’t find some way to escape at night. You two would sit in silence for a little more than two hours, asking and answering some questions before switching spots with the blonde one. His company was strange, with him hitting on you at random points in your conversations, but he always brought you breakfast in the morning. As much as he made you uncomfortable sometimes, you couldn’t deny that his cooking was the best you’d had in years. He’d even let you take a hit off his cigarettes if you ever asked, so his visits had its perks.

The next shift was taken by the orange-haired one. The first thing she would always do when walking into the room was ask you how creepy the blonde one was. The answer varied on the day. Once she warmed up to you, she would bring you tangerines from the trees out on the deck. As the days passed, she eventually explained that the treasure you attempted to steal belonged to her, which you begrudgingly apologized for. On some level, you felt bad. These seemed to be small-time pirates, just trying to get by like you were. The more you learned about each of them, the worse you felt about your actions towards them.

Around lunchtime, the long-nosed one would bring you your meal, cooked again by the blonde man. This member would go into detail about his next invention he was working on in his workshop. You admired his passion and energy towards his craft. His rants and rambles were normally interrupted by the reindeer creature coming in for his shift, causing intense, yet entertaining, arguments to break out between the two of them. The reindeer was the sweetest of all the crew members, always checking in on your health and helping you with your seasickness. He would talk about his home and his experiences there. You developed a pity for the creature. His presence was calming, and you felt as if you could let your guard down around him. That would change as soon as the straw hat boy would come bouncing into the room, scaring both you and the animal. You would soon come to learn the energetic boy was the captain of the ship, which shocked you. But you soon came to understand why. His crew had a massive respect for him, even if he was the root of half their problems.

Being on the ship, you got extremely close to all the pirates. Even the tall woman from before seemed to respect you in some way. You enjoyed all of their company. There was something strange about them though. One morning early in your stay on the ship, you could’ve sworn you’d heard the tall woman say something to the rest of the crew.

“Whatever you do, don’t tell her your name. Your name is your biggest secret.”

You didn’t know any of their names. You had thought you heard some of them speak it to each other in passing conversations, but not enough to remember who was who. You had bonded with them, but if someone put a gun to your head and told you to name your prison guard pirates, you’d be dead in seconds.

Except for one.

Zoro seemed to be his name. He would come in for the last shift. His presence didn’t frighten you, but it slightly intimidated you. His habit of carrying his swords everywhere he went wasn’t helping. He was silent his entire shift, normally dosing off halfway through after spending around an hour sharpening his swords You didn’t even attempt to make conversation with him. You found out his name when the captain would yell for him to get back to his sleeping quarters. “Zoro! Your shift’s done, you can sleep for real now!” he shouted across the hall the first time it happened. Zoro almost bounced up from his sleep and gave you one look before bolting out of the room to catch up to the captain. You could hear the echoes of their bickering from down the hall as you giggled to yourself. At least he didn’t seem to always be that stern.

It seemed crazy to you. His name was the only one you knew, yet you knew the least about him. He had hardly said 5 sentences to you in the three weeks you had been on the boat. His stoicism was one of the things that drew you into him though. Something about his demeanor, how intensely he would sharpen his swords, how his worries seemed to melt away the minute he escaped into a slumber, and how alive he seemed when he was with his crew. It was enticing. You wanted to know more. You attempted asking him questions about himself, but the most you would get were one to two-word answers. The most you got from him was when your seasickness finally got to you, causing you to puke up the dinner the blonde one made for you. “Woah, are you okay?” he asked concernedly, shooting up from his seat. When your only response was a cough and more puke, he ran out of the room to go get the reindeer. One thing he failed to do was close the door behind him.

You speculated your options. You had no idea where you were. You could be out in the middle of the ocean. Or you could be right about to dock at land. If you managed to scrape yourself about the ever-loosening rope and sneak out, you’d be free. You’d never have to worry about these pirates again.

At this point though, did you want to?

You took too long to decide, the reindeer rushing into the room with his medical kit, the blonde one short behind him. As the reindeer gave you a dose of medicine and cleaned up your mess and the blonde one held your hand and consoled you, your attention stayed by the doorframe. Zoro leaned against the wood, watching the work from afar. What shocked you most of all was his face. For a man who seemed so disinterested in you and your existence, his brows were furrowed, his cheeks had a light pink stain on them, and a slight frown invaded his face. He was concerned. Maybe even a little nervous. But why? He’d never shown any sort of emotion towards you before other than sleepiness. Once the reindeer and the blonde one left, he continued with his shift. You noticed something though. He sat closer to you than he normally did.

You couldn’t tell, but you were blushing the rest of his shift.

Once he left, you sat in silence, thoughts racing through your mind, until you finally fell asleep.

You noticed a change in his behavior in the next few days. When you would ask him a question, he would respond now. And with more than just a “yes” or “no” too. He had more energy around you and wouldn’t spend his whole shift asleep. He would even let out a chuckle now and then. You didn’t know what you had done differently to get him like this, but you liked him like this. He was sweeter than he let on.

Something had changed in you too though. On the occasions, you would catch yourself looking over his appearance. The more you observed, the more you realized how handsome he was. His clear, warm skin, his hypnotic eyes, his striking hair. You caught his appearance giving you butterflies when he would walk into your storage room. Your heart skipping a beat when he would give you even the smallest smile. You would stare even more when he would nap during his shift. Noticing certain things. The way his breath would hitch sometimes. How he always slept with his mouth open and would wake himself up sometimes with his dry mouth coughs. How his chest rose and fell with his soft breaths. How fighting with a sword in his mouth probably made his tongue stronger than other men you’ve met. You felt weird about it sometimes. Almost like some freakish stalker. But you would feel better about yourself whenever you would catch him staring at you out of the corner of your eye.

As time went on, the crew began to give you some more freedom. The tall woman began leaving some of her archeology books in the storage room to keep you entertained. The orange-haired one would show you all her marked-up maps. The long-nosed one would even let you out of the rope to test his inventions from time to time. With the door locked of course. And then, the big display came. One day, during everyone’s shift, they told you their names. The blonde one was Sanji. The orange-haired one was Nami. The reindeer was Chopper. The long-nosed one was Usopp. Their captain was Luffy. And the tall woman, who initiated your imprisonment, was Robin. It was a small gesture, but it meant the world to you. With each passing shift, you grew more excited for the next. To learn the next pirate’s name, and with that, their story. Until the last shift of the day came. And you realized.

You already knew his name.

“My name’s Zoro,” he said quietly. “I know,” you replied, bluntly.

Something felt different about this shift. You didn’t feel the same excitement you normally felt when seeing him. Without your connection to him before, his being the only name you knew, something about him just didn’t excite you as much. Now he noticed your behavior change. “You okay?” he inquired. “Mhm,” you responded in monotony. The rest of his time there was spent in silence.

You felt bad about what you were doing. This wasn’t his fault. Yet you were acting like this. It was almost as if the two of you swapped places. He was now the one trying to dig information out of you. And you gave him nothing more than blank faces and empty words. You wished you could figure out why you were acting like this, but you had no clue.

Today though, the crew was going to take an extra step towards including you. Throughout your time on the Going Merry, you had only left your little storage room prison a few times. To go to the bathroom and visit the kitchen on special occasions. But you hadn’t seen the sun in weeks. After proving to the crew you had changed, they planned a little surprise for you.

Robin woke you up earlier than usual. “Is everything ok?” you asked, still half asleep. Robin just smiled at you. “Come on, get up.” You looked at her confused, as she walked over to your restraints, untying you from the hook keeping the rope down. She took you by your restraints and walked you out to the room. The mix of drowsiness and confusion left you slightly panicked as you realized she was walking you out to the deck. She opened the door to a still-dark morning.

The rest of the Straw Hats were sitting out on the deck, just conversing and eating an extra early breakfast, courtesy of Sanji. They all turned to you once you and Robin walked out. “What’s going on,” you asked, still very confused. “On Thursdays, we all like to get up early and sit out and watch the sunrise. And we were talking about it, and we felt like you should join us this time,” Nami smiled. She stood up and pranced over to you, mouth slightly agape and speechless, and took you over to sit in between her and Zoro. You turned to Zoro, overwhelmed with emotions.

It had been so long since you felt a part of a community of people. You never exactly fit in with the ruthless bands of pirates coming and going on Jaya. Finally feeling connected to people, especially after you wronged them so horribly, brought you happiness you hadn’t felt in ages.

A singular “I-” was all you could manage to get out, a tear trickling down your cheek. “Just enjoy it. They’ll be at each other’s throats again in a minute,” he joked, getting a soft laugh out of you. He smiled gently, brushing the tear off your cheek. His finger lingered there longer than expected. You blushed. The butterflies were back and you caught yourself staring again.

“What’s that supposed to mean!” Nami interrupted. “Well, it’s true!” Zoro retorted, leaning over you to yell at Nami. The two began arguing as you noticed the sun starting to peak out over the horizon. “Shut up you two, you’re gonna make her miss it!” Usopp and Luffy yelled. They stopped bickering once they also noticed the sky begin to turn orange.

The pinks and oranges mixed together in a beautiful watercolor painting as the sun reflected its image on the ocean. The soft waves bobbed the ship up and down in a calming hypnotic motion, almost putting you back to sleep. The beauty of it all was so serene. Against popular opinion, you always preferred sunrises to sunsets. The representation of a new day beginning. It gave you hope in your most dire situations.

You lifted your head back to see the colors slowly spreading to the rest of the sky. Everyone to your right was in the same headspace you were like they were in some sort of trance. They were all cuddling against each other, Robin holding Chopper in her lap, Luffy and Usopp mimicking each other’s smiles, and Nami resting her head on Sanji’s shoulder. They all seemed so close to each other. Like a little family. Connected. You turned to Zoro to see if he was doing the same as the others, but all you found was his eyes softly gazing into yours, and his hand slowly inching towards yours. The minute he snapped out of it, he sharply turned his head and hand away and cleared his throat. You couldn't help but laugh at his schoolboy behavior. With your ego controlling your actions, you took his hand and slowly intertwined his fingers with yours. You could see a smile float onto his face out of the corner of your eye. You did the same.

The rest of the day was spent out on the deck. The feeling of the sun on your skin for the first time in weeks was euphoric. All you wanted to do was soak it all in. The Straw Hats must have been in a good mood today, because, with some extra convincing, you got them to finally take off your shackles. You spent most of the day sunbathing out on the deck with Nami. She had let you borrow one of your bikinis. You two were slightly different sizes though, so the suit was a little tight on you. You didn’t mind very much. You were just happy to be out of the same clothes you had worn for 3 weeks. Sanji didn’t mind either, ogling both you and Nami and basically worshipping the two of you. “It’s ok, he’ll get over it in a few hours,” Nami consoled. You circled the deck a few times to see if Zoro was anywhere in sight, but you couldn’t seem to find him. He probably went inside to nap away from the heat. Part of you wanted him to get the rest he deserved. The other really wanted him to see you in your outfit.

The day really took a turn when Usopp brought out the liquor from the kitchen. “I was saving that asshole!” Sanji yelled. “Oh come on, this is a special occasion!” Usopp pleaded. With some more convincing, Sanji finally gave in. You and the crew got increasingly drunk throughout the evening, Zoro eventually coming out from wherever he was napping to join the party. You all had even decided to jump into the ocean and swim around for a little bit. All except for Chopper, very sober and very nervous for any incoming sea monsters. He had managed to get you all back onto the ship with some very convincing pleading.

You and Zoro caught each other catching glimpses of one another throughout the rest of the day. Zoro admiring your figure in the swimsuit, and you ogling at the way his damp shirt hugged at his muscles. One by one, as day grew into night, crew members began to pass out on the deck, deciding to sleep outside for the night. You and the other members who wanted to go back into the cabin, Zoro and Robin, made your way back down into the ship. “Make sure you tie her back up. No hard feelings but we can’t be too careful.” Even slightly tipsy, she was still her stern old self. “Yeah whatever whatever, goodnight to you too,” Zoro drunkenly pushed off. You giggled and blushed as he took your hand and led you down the stairs into the cabin. Robin sighed to herself as she watched the two of you scamper off.

You felt your heartbeat get increasingly faster as he led you to your room. For some reason, the air in the hallway got thicker as you got closer. You blamed it on your tipsiness. But your heart slowly sank as you got to the door, realizing you had to say goodbye to Zoro for the day. He opened the door and stumbled into your room, leading you in behind him. He closed the door behind him, hesitating for a moment before going to wrap the rope back around your wrists.

He seems distressed for some reason, breathing heavily and avoiding eye contact. You look down at your hands, as he so gently maneuvers the rope around them. The butterflies begin to well up in your stomach again, the alcohol fueling their ferocity. His hands. So calloused yet so gentle. You can smell the remnants of sake exuding from Zoro’s heavy breaths. You looked back up at him. Were you two always standing this close together? You the butterflies keep rising and rising. You don’t know what to do with yourself. You’re not sure if you should run, kiss him, punch him, but you have to do something before you implode. Until. He stops.

The rope undoes itself in his hands as he freezes. His hands are shaking, his breath is heavy, and his eyes avoid yours like the plague. You were just getting antsy but Zoro seemed in distress. “Hey?” you ask, lowering your hands and dropping the rope to the floor. “Zoro?” You take your hand under his chin and lift his eyes to yours. You might throw up at any second. His eyes are so softly intense.

He brushed his thumb against your cheek, sending chills down your spine. You both want the same thing. Both of you are just too scared to take the chance. “It’s ok. You’re okay,” you reassure him, placing your hand over his heart. His heart, which happens to be underneath his bare chest, him having taken off his wet shirt earlier. His breathing slows, and his eyes move down ever so smoothly from your eyes to your plump lips. You catch yourself doing the same to him, and you inching closer to him. “You’re fine.” Closer. “We’re gonna be…fine.” Your lips barely brush each other. The gentleness of the kiss is calming though, as you notice Zoro’s breath slowing.

You brush again. And again. And again. Lips touching a little more with each meet. Until they fully interlock. The two of you melt into each other as Zoro wanders your back into a wall for support. Your kisses are structured, made to get the most out of each meeting. You’re both ravenous for each other, but you know if you go at each other like mad dogs, you won’t get what you want. So you both take your time getting to know the feeling of the other person’s mouth. You slip a moan out as Zoro’s tongue seeps between your lips. His kisses get slightly more sloppy as he runs his hands down your body. He feels the underneath of your breasts, the curves of your waist and hips, and finds a nice resting place under your ass. Your hands roam his cheeks and jaw, making their way to tug slightly on his moss-colored hair.

“Needed this,” Zoro whispers in between kisses. “Needed you so badly. But I didn’t know how.” He separates his lips from yours and plants kisses and hickeys along your jaw and neck. “I was always just too nervous for some reason. You make me so nervous.” His hands find their way into your bikini bottom and fondle your asscheeks, getting a low moan out of you. The alcohol must’ve given him a confidence boost. “Good to see you found your footing now,” you whisper in his ear. He chuckles, the butterflies speeding up in your stomach.

The two of you stay here for a little bit. Hell, you could stay like this for hours. Just soaking each other in. Feeling his warmth brought a fire into your soul. You could tell Zoro was getting a little antsy though, one of his hands moving from your back to your front, beginning to slowly circle your clit. The other hand went to your bikini, untying the back and letting it fall to the floor as his mouth moved to your breast. Waves of pleasure crashed through your body as you let him do his work. “God, you sure this is your first time?” you moaned out. He removed his mouth from your nipple to talk. “Never said it was, sweetheart. You just assumed it.” “Well from the loner vibe you got going on mixed with being on this ship 24/7, you can’t blame me for thinking that.” “Well the loner vibe worked on you, so who’s to say it hasn’t worked on others?” he smirked. You laughed to yourself as he got down on his knees.

Zoro slipped off your bikini bottom, completing the set on the floor. He kissed your v-line with the same softness he treated your lips to. He sat back on his knees for a moment to catch his breath, looking up at you, as if to ask for permission. You held your hand out to his cheek and rubbed it with your thumb. His eyes closed as he placed his hand over yours, as if you would ever take it away from him. God now this was a sight you could get used to. He was so infatuated with you it made your heart ache. He was right here at your disposal, yet you wanted more of him. So you bent down and gave him a sloppy forehead kiss. Once you were back up, he decided to go in.

Like most things he does, he started slow and controlled. He kissed and sucked on your inner thighs. Once his hand finally left your clit, you knew he was ready. He kissed your cunt, using his tongue to lick up your wetness. You could pass out right now if you had less self-control. Whimpers and moans left your lips, your hips naturally starting to grind against his nose, relieving the ache in your clit. You let him know what felt good by the tugs and yanks you put in his hair. He was a natural. Your guess about his tongue earlier was right too. “You taste so good, just as I imagined,” Zoro breathed onto your lips. You could tell he was starting to lose his composure with the way he continued to bury his face into your pussy. Your cunt naturally tightened around his tongue as he tasted you. Your hips began to buck into his face as your grinding pace increased, the butterflies turning into a white heat you felt getting stronger and stronger. Your bud was becoming more swollen by the second. Your grip on his hair tightened to make up for your failing knees.

You wouldn’t be able to take much more. Zoro wouldn’t either, his hand making its way into his pants to relieve his own bulge. His pace got faster to match your grinds. The smack of your lips against his tongue, mixed with both of your moans, was pornographically loud. Suddenly, the situation of Robin or another crew member hearing became an apparent one to you. That worry quickly left your mind once one of Zoro’s hands made its way to fondle your nipple. If he asked you to follow him anywhere right now, you might just do it if it meant this every other night. You felt he knew your body better than you did. “So pretty. So good for me. You make this so easy,” Zoro groaned between licks. “Zoro god fuck me please!” Your final whimper sent you over the edge as you wailed and came all over his perfect face. He licked up your juices as he finished his own job as well. Your knees finally gave out as you fell on top of him, into his arms.

He brought you down gently, straddling you on his lap as you wrapped your arms around him. He traced his cum soaked hand across your back and kissed your nape. You were more exhausted than expected, almost passing out in the crook of his neck. Even now, he was so gentle with you. “You did so good, darling,” he praised, kissing your earlobe. “Want…more…want you…inside me,” you managed to get out. He just laughed and pushed you up to look at you. “If you took me right now, I don’t think you’d wake up tomorrow morning. Look at you, you can barely keep your eyes open, sweetheart,” he teased. You pouted. “Oh, you feel that proud of yourself?” your drunkenness fueling your frustration. “No no no, sweetheart,” he chuckled. Once your frown didn’t change, he stopped laughing and pressed a kiss deep into your forehead. “I’m sorry. What I meant was, if I fucked you with everything I have left right now, which is the only way I would want to do it, this floor would leave us with sore backs for weeks.” You stayed frowning. “I want to fuck you right, the way you deserve. And I can’t do it for you right now.” You pouted more at him. He smiled up at you and leaned in closer to your ear. “If you trust me, I promise I’ll make it worth your while. You’ll be walking funny for weeks.” God, you almost came again just now. You didn’t notice how much your jaw dropped until Zoro laughed at you. You couldn’t help but laugh back in tune with his infectious laughter.

He kissed you with a fever behind his lips, then scanned the room around the two of you. “What’s wrong?” you drowsily asked. The exhaustion from you coming, the sleepiness brought by the alcohol, and how late it was getting was starting to overpower you. Zoro didn’t respond. He just grabbed your swimsuit and helped you put it back on, tightened your legs around his hips, and hoisted you up as he stood. You decided to ask questions once you had a clearer idea of what was happening. He opened the door and walked with you down the hallway, passing the girl’s quarters and into the men’s room. He checked inside quickly before bringing you in and signaling you to bring your legs down. You confusedly followed him to his bed as he groaned, rubbed his back, and sat down on the edge of the bunk. “Wanna explain to me what you’re doing?” you asked, slightly more awake. “If you think I’m just gonna leave you to sleep alone, tied up, on that dirty floor after what we just did, then you must think I’m a really shitty guy,” Zoro quipped before getting under the covers and trying to pull you down. You put some resistance towards him though.

“B-but Zoro, I’m not supposed to be in here.”

“I know.”

“If someone catches me in here we’re both fucked.”

“They won’t catch you.”

“How do you know that?”

“I’ll wake up before Robin starts her shift.”

“Are you sure, I mean I just don’t kn-.”

“Hey.”

You stop your nervous rabbling and look at him as he sits back up. “Do you want to go back and sleep on the cold, dirty, hard floor?” You really didn’t. “No.” “Then stay here with me.” “But what if-.” “Do you trust me?”

You sure hope you did after all of that. His kind eyes reassured you in the darkness surrounding the two of you. You took a deep breath and nodded. “Do you trust me?” he asked again. “I trust you, Zoro,” you confirmed. He smiled kindly at you. “You’re fine. We’re gonna be fine.” He steadied you by placing his hands on your hips, running his hands along your waist, and pressing his lips into your tummy. You loved the way he looked at you. Like you were his whole world. It was comforting.

He took your hand and helped you into bed. You bundled yourself under the covers and wrapped yourself around his frame. He kissed your temples one more time before slipping into sleep, his light snores hypnotizing you into a slumber of your own.

The last thing you remember before dozing off was the feeling of his hands on your waist.

Everything you wanted was right here. In front of you. Straight out of a dream. Your only fear was that it would be gone once you woke up.

a/n: THIS TOOK FOREVER GOOD LORD. anyways thanks for being here for my comeback era lol. my upload schedule is NOT going to be consistent this is just a little splurge i wanted to write lol. thank you for reading i really appreciate it (i also really appreciate engagement lol please like repost comment etc im greedy). i love one piece and i love zoro. once i meet law expect all hell to break loose im gonna write so much fanfiction about him its concerning hes so fine im so excited. anyways lol thanks love you bye.

#one piece #roronoa zoro #zoro roronoa #one piece zoro #zoro roronoa x reader #roronoa zoro x reader #roronoa zoro x y/n #x reader #zoro x reader

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lonewolfinthetardis · 7 months ago

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Wait what's that? Oh that's right, I'm also a Ghost blog!

My Ghoul headcanons! With a few I've picked up from other posts. Also, spot the Avatar (James Cameron) inspired hcs. Basic hcs

Ghouls are pack creatures. They love being together, whether it's laying around together in a Ghoul Pile, playing games, or just doing tasks around the ministry.

Packs seem like giant polycules to outsiders, but they're much more complicated than that.

The Ghouls love teasing the Siblings of Sin.

They're extremely loyal to their Papa.

When on tour, they will wear enchanted amulets that shift their appearance to appear human. This has been named "glamour".

Sometimes packs will sleep in "piles". This is usually to keep bonds strong or simply for comfort.

Ghouls mate for life, partners basically bond their life forces together.

Ghouls can mate and bond with more than one individual. This can include other ghouls and humans. Biology hcs

All Ghouls have varying shades of grey skin and spaded tails (although Water Ghouls normally have fins on their tails). They also have claws on both their hands and feet, toe pads, horns, rough forked tongues, and sharp teeth.

Their tails and ears are very expressive.

Their tails are prehensile.

Water Ghouls have "ripple" or "water like" markings, usually a shade of grey darker than their skin. They also have webbed hands and feet, finned ears, and gills.

Ghouls have a superb sense of smell, sight, and hearing. Each Ghoul has their own specific scent, that all other Ghouls can smell and recognise them by. They will also memorise smells from their favourite humans (this can include human mates).

Packmates are connected to each other via telepathy. They can tap into each other's emotions, and can talk to each other through this strong connection.

Their eyes glow in the dark. They usually have a slight glow normally, but at night they're pretty bright.

Each Ghoul can tap into the magic connected to their element, or elements.

All Ghouls have a thin layer of fur on their chest, back, biceps, and down their backs to their tail.

They all go through a type of cycle, no matter their gender.

During the colder months, the thin layer of fur they have will grow thicker. It's very soft and fluffy, but dense. Although Quintessence and Air Ghouls have a thicker coat of fur all year long. Air Ghouls have the softest fur, almost cloud like in a way. While Quintessence Ghouls have coarse, stiff fur. Ghoul Scents (Prequelle and Impera Ghouls, including my OC)

Dewdrop: Wood smoke

Aether: A soft, pleasant incense. One that doesn't tickle your nose or cause you to cough

Rain: Petrichor

Swiss: Crushed rosemary

Mountain: He smells like a greenhouse: That delicous wet warmth smell

Glacier (my OC): A warm, windy day with a hint of orange

Cirrus: Ozone

Cumulus: A cold morning wind

Sunshine: Eucalyptus

Aurora: A sea breeze

Phantom: Slightly like sweet beeswax

Teeth hcs (featuring art by me)

Water Ghouls have backwards facing serrations on their fangs, making it extremely difficult for prey to escape. This is also why they don't tend to bite their partners or pack mates.

Earth Ghoul teeth are the most similar to human teeth, the main difference being their overall strength and much longer fangs.

Fire Ghoul teeth have long fangs with sharp teeth on either side of them.

Air Ghoul teeth have a lupine appearance, with sharp incisors and sharp first molars.

Quintessence Ghouls have very sharp, strong teeth that have a sort of "classic monter" look.

Multi Ghoul teeth are a mix of the elements they are connected to (symbols are a mix of all their elemental symbols).

----------- So this is my Ghoul hc master post! I'll most likely create a post about my individual Ghoul headcanons at some point. I'll also be talking about my GhostxTF2 crossover at some point!

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rorywritesjunk · 1 year ago

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Master Post

Hullo! I am Rory. I write about Buggy from One Piece and One Piece Live Action. I decided to cobble a list of things. Unless otherwise specified, the fics can be read as either Anime Buggy or Live Action Buggy. Also I really like using song lyrics as titles so that's a thing. (Also my main account is @thehohwitch)

Requests are open as of 8/16/24!

Rules: No s-xual assault, *ncest, cheating, or age big age gaps (at least within a five year difference) things like that. I primarily write F reader with Buggy but I'm happy to write male as well, as well as nonbinary and trans. I don't do descriptions unless asked. I will also write for girl Buggy, just ask!

Also, if I am not vibing with a request, I will decline it, however I will also give it up to three attempts before deciding on it.

Also, please do not message me asking me to commission you for art. It is uncomfortable. I'm a friendly person but that is a boundary I don't want crossed. Works are under the cut! (Updated 6/17/24)

For Chapter Fics, please go here! *Fics in that link feature my OCs Sunny, Cupcake, and Birdie, as well as anything that is several chapters.

For one-shots, look below the cut!

Buggy is the Ultimate Girl Dad Headcanons Headcanons pt 1 Headcanons pt 2 (More indepth) Headcanons pt 3 (More!) Lil Buggy's Big Adventure (One-shot) One Shots "Pampering Buggy" PG-13 A fic of you pampering Buggy after he has a frustrating day.

"I won’t treat you like you’re oh so typical" Soft R Buggy wakes you up to help him with his makeup and he sometimes get grabby.

"All I dream of lately is how to get you underneath me" Soft R, sequel to "...oh so typical" It was Buggy’s turn to do your makeup.

"I will never ask you for anything, Except to dream sweet of me" PG-ish Look, everyone has some kind of secret. You just didn’t want Buggy to find this one out. "We’ll cry later or cry now, but baby, Heartbreak feels so good" PG-13ish Buggy messes up, there’s a fight, and he realizes how much you mean to him.

"So let’s set out to sea, love, ‘cause you are my medicine" PG-13ish Buggy has another frustrating day so you cook him some comfort food.

"I have seen no other Who compares with you" PG-13. Buggy decides you need your own ‘look’.

"best be prepared to get all that you bargained for" PG to PG-13. Buggy isn’t used to the gentle touch you give him since you joined his crew three months ago.

"there’ll be space for you always in my harmony" PG. Buggy finds out you have a hidden talent. "Home is wherever I’m with you" PG-13ish. You wanted to keep your relationship a secret but Buggy just wants you to join his crew.

"And all of my wildest dreams They just end up with you and me" PG. Richie is a pretty boy, yes he is, but so is Buggy. "I know it’s just a number but you’re the eighth wonder" R-ish. Buggy loves that you have a pair of glasses for every day of the week. "breathe the freezing crystal air, watch my baby crack a smile" G-PGish. You and Buggy agreed on exchanging just one gift for the Winter Solstice, but he’s a pirate and doesn’t follow the rules.

"Suppose I never ever let you Kiss me so sweet" PG-13ish Your healing powers are limited to one person a day but that doesn’t keep Buggy from demanding you heal him. "Dancing kisses on my cheek, it’s the wonders that I seek" PG-13 Buggy just wanted your birthday to go smoothly.

"So hold my hand, I’ll walk with you my dear" PG-13ish It’s the three year anniversary since everything changed in Buggy’s life for the worst.

"Yours are the sweetest eyes I’ve ever seen" PG-13 You decide to ask Buggy an important question but he has major doubts. "Close my eyes for a while Force from the world a patient smile" PG Buggy says something he regrets to his older sister.

"I don’t blame you for being you But you can’t blame me for hating it". PG. A prank goes wrong, punishment laid out, and an accidental first kiss all in one day for Buggy. (pt 1)

"And I’m just the boy who’s had too many chances" PG. You and Buggy are finding out that becoming a teenager is absolutely terrible. (pt 2, sequel to "I don't blame you")

NSFW One Shots MDNI!

"I’m aiming for full control of this love" NC-17. Buggy has a fantasy that you decide to try involving Mihawk and Sir Crocodile.

"Like lighting when I’m swimming in the sea" R. Buggy never made time for sex until he met you well into his 30’s.

"You’re the only thing I wanna touch" NC-17. Buggy only comes up for air every so often and it’s a beautiful sight.

"You’ve got to promise not to stop when I say when" NC-17. Buggy’s been a bit of a brat today and you’ve had enough. "The stroke of your fingers The scent of your lingers" NC-17. You meet Alvida and get a bit of a crush, and Buggy is a rather supportive boyfriend with that. "If my velocity starts to make you sweat Then just don’t let go" NC-17. Buggy asks to try something new and you’re onboard with it.

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starstruckunknown-princess · 6 months ago

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Snowdrop - Bruce Wayne x Reader (Aka Snapdragon Pt 2)

Snowdrop (Galanthus) - Meaning: Consolation, Hope

Summary: Following your accusation of cheating, Bruce shares his biggest secret with you. Read Part 1 Here (but can be read on its own)

Pairing: Bruce Wayne x F!Reader

Word Count: 2450

Warnings: Angsty, mix of Nolan/2022 The Batman universes, kisses, lots of lingering touches but Bruce is nervous as hell, Alfred being a bit of a mother hen, mentions of Bruce's parents' death, mentions of danger

So this is my apology for cutting my 30 days down to 25 and leaving y'all hanging. I got sick and started a new job at the end of April so I've been busy! I'm thinking this might turn into a mini series or a bunch of headcanons because I just watched The Batman again and I want to love all over this sad, wet cat.

In Bloom Masterlist

Likes, Comments, and Reblogs are SUPER appreciated! <3

The private car pulled up outside Wayne Manor, Bruce having sent it to your office. You thanked the driver — noticeably not Alfred, much to your dismay — when he opened your door and helped you out.

You looked up at the Gothic mansion. The weather perfectly complimented the sharp finials and fanciful turrets, dark clouds threatening rain looming behind it.

You couldn’t help but feel it was an omen of some kind.

‘We need to talk.’

Bruce’s text from that morning (five thirty to be precise, who even gets up that early?) had your stomach in knots all day while you obsessed over the meaning behind his vagueness. Would it be a Good Talk? The kind that meant he was surprising you with a two-week-no-phones trip to a private tropical island so you could reconnect with each other? Part apology trip, part reassurance.

Or was this a Bad Talk? He was stunned last night when you’d asked if he was cheating but he never actually answered the question. Maybe tonight he would explain that yes, he was cheating but not because he didn’t love you — he was just not cut out for monogamy. In which case you would be okay, but you’d definitely need to talk about boundaries and expectations. Or maybe he was so rankled by your accusation he would sulk all through dinner, then hand you a bag of all the things you’d left at his place and send you on your way.

Due to the earliness of the text, you’d had all day to prepare for the worst case scenario. Squaring your shoulders, you walked up the stone steps to the front door. Before you could knock, Alfred had whipped the tall wooden doors open and ushered you inside.

“Come in, come in, Miss! Don’t want to get caught in the rain, do we?” He took your coat and work bag, tucking them over his arm. “Master Wayne is waiting for you in the study while I finish up dinner. You can go on up, third door on the left, remember?”

“Thanks, Alfred,” you replied, the butler disappearing as you mounted the massive main staircase. In no particular rush, you sauntered down the long spacious corridor, lined on both sides by paintings that cost more than you made in five years. The value of this hallway alone was more money than you’d probably ever see in your lifetime. Just outside the study, you paused in front of one of your favorites.

A 19th-century piece by Turner, it depicted a ship lost in a storm. Thick swaths of violent black and blue, a shocking splash of amber in the center around the only recognizable part of the ship — the mast — which dipped at a dangerous angle. You felt like that boat right now. Tossed and turned about, a helpless casualty to an apathetic universe.

But calm seas never did make skilled sailors, and a skilled sailor knew that the only way out was through. With a steadying breath, you continued your way toward the study and entered.

An Ella Fitzgerald song played lowly on the speakers, the fire was lit and cast a warm, comforting glow on the dark furniture. Across from you, silhouetted in the giant picture window, Bruce stood with his back to you. The urge to go over and wrap your arms around his waist, hug him from behind and bury your face between his shoulders was almost overwhelming until you remembered why you were there.

“Bruce,” you said by way of announcing yourself. He turned then, blue eyes finding you instantaneously and he set down the whiskey glass he’d been holding. He looked tense, broad shoulders rigid atop a ramrod-straight spine, his gaze unwavering and unreadable.

“I haven’t been cheating on you,” he said, glancing away before continuing, “but I haven’t been honest with you either.

“Oh,” you breathed, unsure of what to do. This was strange — he was acting strange. He hadn’t offered you a drink, hadn’t greeted you, hadn’t even said your name. Your hands fidgeted restlessly — should you demand an explanation or keep your cool, wait for him to tell you?

Bruce answered your unasked question for you.

“Before I tell you I need you to know some things. First and foremost, I love you. I know my reputation as a playboy, but that’s…never really been me. And I know the press thinks we’re mismatched but they couldn’t be more wrong, okay? You are incredible and I wake up more and more in love with you. Even if —” he paused, gathered himself, “even if after I tell you, you never want to see me again. I will always love you.”

Your knees shook — your entire body felt like jello. What he was going to tell you must be really, really bad. “I-I love you too, Bruce.”

He approached you then, apparently noticing the tremor in your voice. You let him take your trembling hand and lead you to the long leather couch by the fireplace. He looked so unlike himself — humbled and insecure where he was always calm and confident. Whatever he had to tell you, it was life-changing big.

The silver lining was that he wasn’t cheating on you.

“Secondly,” he said, his tone quieter now that you sat side-by-side, him angling to face you, “is that this secret is…it’s dangerous. It could potentially put a target on your back if it ever came to light, so I’m giving you a choice. I will tell you if you want to know, or we can forget about it and move on. Pretend this never happened.”

What could be so dangerous? You wracked your brain for an answer. Was he a drug kingpin? A mob boss? Mercenary? You doubted all those options given how much money he donated to GCPD and legal advocacy groups — but what if that was just a smoke screen to cover his heinous crimes?

On the other hand, this was Bruce. Thoughtful, kind, generous Bruce who held you so gently when you lay in bed at night, who pulled out chairs and opened doors and walked on the street side of you wherever you went. The man who loved you so fiercely he’d made you believe in the concept again.

You couldn’t languish in the storm any longer. You had to know.

“Tell me, Bruce,” you said, trying to keep your voice from shaking. “I want to know.”

He nodded solemnly, some of his hair falling into his face. He led you off the couch and toward a corner of the library where he gently tilted a nondescript leatherbound book off the shelf, which opened a hidden door. “It’s easier if I show you first.”

When he’d first brought you to the Manor, you’d asked if he had any secret doors or hidden passages, to which he said no. You’d then teased him about it, expressing your disappointment. “How do you not? Isn’t that the point of a house like this? Damn, rich people are so bad at being rich!”

If you weren’t currently trying to keep your insides from completely liquefying, you would’ve rubbed his face in the fact that you’d been right after all.

An old-fashioned cage elevator opened, and Bruce gestured you inside. He followed and pushed a lever down. The door creaked shut and you began your descent. Into what or where, you had no idea.

Sensing your trepidation, Bruce rested a hand on your lower back.

You relaxed a little at his touch, leaning back into it but still needing to break the taut line of tension between you. “Oh god, this isn’t the secret entrance to your illegal blood diamond mine, is it?”

Bruce chuckled mirthlessly, “No, it’s not an illegal blood diamond mine.”

“Hm,” you replied, “Would’ve explained the boatloads of cash.”

By the time you finished your comment, you’d arrived at the bottom of the elevator shaft. The door opened with a whine, and you stepped into a place you never thought you’d see. A place you hadn’t really thought about existing but made sense.

The space around you was cavernous — literally. Craggy walls with stalactites hanging down forty feet above your heads. The fluttering of some sort of winged creature echoed off of every surface. The setting was completely incongruous to all the high tech monitors, gadgets, and surveillance gear strewn about the numerous surfaces.

Directly in front of you, a mannequin wearing a black suit of armor that any Gothamite would recognize stared at you.

Batman.

You wandered closer to the suit, seeing it up close for the first time, utterly gobsmacked. You couldn’t ignore the numerous scars that littered Bruce’s torso, a few of the larger ones lined up with areas in the suit that had been repaired. Moving further into the room, you let your eyes travel over the various in-progress projects, folders with papers and news articles spilling out of them, a stack of journals. The top of which was labeled with the current month and year on the front. Organized chaos — you were surprised Alfred let this mess stand.

You looked back over your shoulder, searching for confirmation from Bruce who hadn’t moved out of the elevator. Giving you time to roam, explore, take it all in.

“You’re Batman,” you said. The look on Bruce’s face said it all and slowly, certain things began to make sense. Late night texts, oddly placed scars and bruises with vague or strange explanations, how good he was at not waking you when he left your apartment. How Batman had all the cool criminal-catching tech and gadgets that the Gotham police couldn’t afford. The nigh-on-impossible-to-scale walls Bruce had built around himself, his playboy persona, all of it.

He wasn’t kidding when he’d told you this secret was dangerous. How easily all of this could unravel.

You didn’t know what to say. So many questions buzzed through your mind it made you dizzy.

“Are you…okay? What do you think?” he asked, taking a few cautious steps out of the elevator toward you.

“I’m okay,” you said, fixing your eyes on a batarang on the table beside you, absentmindedly tracing the sharp edge with one finger. “It’s a lot to take in. I mean, I almost wish you had been cheating. At least that way I could be mad, but this?” You gestured around the cave. “I don’t know how to react. I’m…shocked, obviously, but it makes so much sense and explains so much more that I’m overwhelmed by it.”

You didn’t know when the tears started, but Bruce was in front of you, wiping them away with his thumbs before gently tilting your face up to his.

“Do you want to go back upstairs? Alfred’s probably got dinner all set, you can have some time to process, ask questions…” he trailed off.

You nodded, “Yeah, upstairs sounds good.”

The ride back up to the manor was silent except for the creaking and groaning of the elevator. Bruce’s arm was around your shoulder, providing warmth and comfort to your increasingly numb body and mind.

You had no idea what to feel. What to think. What to say. Maybe Bruce was right and you needed to process — yeah, that felt right, process.

Process the fact that the man you love went around Gotham at night beating the snot out of evildoers. Spent the nights he wasn’t with you hunting down corrupt cops and serial killers and masked madmen who only wanted to watch the city — your city — burn itself to ashes.

The lengths men will go to to avoid therapy.

Bruce led you through the study and down the hall to the dining room, where Alfred had set up a romantic candlelight dinner for two at the far end of the extravagantly long table.

Like the gentleman he was raised to be, Bruce pulled out your chair and pushed it in as you sat, leaning forward to place a tender kiss at the crown of your head before taking his seat.

Hope flickered in his eyes as he looked at you, and you looked away.

Alfred entered the room pushing a cart of silver-domed trays. One by one he pulled the domes off to reveal all of your favorite comfort foods. No doubt this was Bruce’s idea. He was thoughtful like that; figuring that you would want comfort food after learning his secret.

That hopeful flicker lingered over every bite you took as you dug in. You hadn’t realized how famished you were, having skipped lunch due to the unease caused by his cryptic text.

While you ate, your mind kept mulling over the information you’d learned. With how intelligent and thoughtful he was, you knew Bruce had gone over every possible outcome of tonight, which is why you suspected he left the choice up to you on whether you wanted to know or not. He had laid his cards on the table, trusted you with his most life-shattering secret, and the next move was up to you. He wouldn’t force a reaction or response and would respect and accept whatever you decided to do.

But really, what was there to do? You loved him, possibly more so after this incredible display of trust. Vulnerability like this wasn’t easy for either of you, so really your reaction was already determined.

When you finished eating, you put your napkin on your plate and stood up. You crossed to Bruce’s seat and curled yourself on his lap. Automatically, his arms encircled you and you rested your head on his chest, noting how quickly his heart beat.

“Thank you for telling me,” you said, burrowing a little further into his well-worn t-shirt. “I’m not going anywhere, though. I love you too much to let you keep doing this alone.”

You could feel the tension you’d noticed earlier leave his body even as his arms tightened around you, pulling you somehow closer.

“You realize the risk you’re putting yourself in, right? I…if anything happened to you because of—”

You pulled your head up and looked him square in the eye. “I know the risk. You’re worth the risk. And if anything happens to me, I’ll just haunt the batcave and the manor so it’ll be like I never left.” You were half-joking, smiling at him as you ran a hand through his long raven locks. He leaned into your touch, eyes closed.

“I just can’t lose you like I lost…” My parents.

It was unsaid, but the meaning was there. In that moment it was impossible not to see him as a young boy, newly orphaned, wandering this enormous house alone, looking for his mother and father.

You pulled his head toward yours and rested your forehead on his temple while you continued to stroke his hair.

“You’ll never lose me, Bruce,” you vowed.

#fanfiction #angst #fluff #batman fic #bruce wayne x reader #bruce wayne x you #bruce wayne fic #in bloom #writing challenge #bruce wayne #the batman 2022 #nolanverse #alfred pennyworth

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morrirylet · 19 days ago

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What are your beefleaf hc‘s?

SUDHUEIWKWJJW first of all i wanna say that i love these headcanons but I'm a bit nervous about sharing them 🥲 ALSO I LOVED YOUR HC!!!!

1) when shi qingxuan confesses his feelings (he's the first one to say it), he xuan is so stunned that he doesn't say anything for a while before saying "say it again.". when shi qingxuan repeats his confession, he xuan pauses again before saying "say it again" AGAIN. i mostly dream about he xuan who's so-so traumatized, he can't believe that shi qingxuan loves him the way he is, but he likes to hear it over and over again, they both never get bored of it. he xuan rarely says it out loud, he shows his love through actions and eye rolling. shi qingxuan says "i love you" a lot, being clingy af. he xuan is also clingy in private 😭 he bites, he kisses, he leans, he holds sqx as close as possible, he's also the horny one and likes to tease

2) hcs about he xuan mostly. i see him VERY tall and almost skinny, he's broad and boxy. his skin is pale, his cheekbones are sharp, his fingers are sharp and slender. he xuan rarely wears underwear, he feels like a kind of ghost who likes his freedom under the robe 👰🏻 also, about sqx, he's my favourite kind of opposite. shi qingxuan is tan, small and curvy. shi qingxuan is fascinated by life, for me he represents one, his colourful eyes, his cheerful smile, also a colour of his eyes is a colour of the sea under the sun! he xuan represents death. he's stuck in it, it sucked him dry. he's grey and black, his eyes are always tired, he is full of rage and sorrow… they complete each other 🥹 can't stop thinking about the fact that he xuan's revenge took shi qingxuan's family… meaning shi wudu AND HE XUAN! family for family, but who won? agh choke me

3) kinky warning... please just stay with me. i DO think they have a very kinky sex life. shi qingxuan loves it when he xuan is all gentle when no one sees, but when it comes to their sex life, sqx has a humiliation kink 😔✊🏻 he likes it when he xuan calls him dirty names, degrades him in ways, but after that he tells him about his love and gives him kisses and all his softness. i do religiously believe that it's a canon please don't come for me. he xuan loves it rough, so they complete each other perfectly. he craves to be "the master" in bed because it makes him feel important and seen, he lets out his rage in a way that doesn't hurt (is that right to say? I don't know haha), and it's just healthy for both of them. he xuan feels seen, shi qingxuan doesn't feel like the fragile boy he always was (thanks to shi wudu). they're also all about aftercare, because sometimes he xuan can be too rough… sqx LOVES IT, but he xuan feels like he was too much. they spend hours just kissing and telling each other sweet things, which completes their bond

i don't know guys i think about these things twice a minute

is this anything?

#rylet being funny #heaven official's blessing #heaven's official blessing #tian guan ci fu #tgcf #beafleaf #he xuan #ming yi #beefleaf #shi qingxuan

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jayoftheorb · 5 months ago

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Had some thoughts about the bad kids class swap, so here's my headcanons about them all if they were bards (very rambly, I'm bad at writing)

Gorgug- when he was small he would play on the pots and pans like drums and his parents wanted to encourage his creativity. Has tried probably every instrument his parents could find or make, it's metalwork. Gets really into drums and some string instruments, can't play alot of brass cuz of tusks but trumpet is easier, French horn is even harder because of the delicate trigger mechanisms, gets really good at clarinet for some reason, so good that it's his secondary instrument in case he breaks all of his drumsticks (true percussionists have like ten spares, sticks break too easy)(and also fiddle, he can play fiddle really well)

Adaine- learned viola because her parents made her, ended up really liking it, switched to "violin" (plays fiddle, can't call it that in front of parents) think Lindsey Stirling, parents got mad when she became a Bard instead of wizard even though they pushed her to learn and get better, hits her dad w fiddle and kills him, her fiddle in s/j year is a gift from fabian and its practically indestructible(gold, made by telamine, theres a side quest where she kicks the devils ass at fiddle)

Fabian- Really likes sea shanties, starts out dancing with his pa, does alot of 2 and 4 steps, lotta linedancing before getting into elven dance, could be a real good master of ceremonies when he starts hip-hop dancing, is in the college of swords but its very piratey, learned fiddle for fun but actually really enjoys it especially the slower more classical melodies favorite spell is suggestion

Kristen- acoustic guitar. Can also play piano but doesn't want to lug around a keyboard. Has a lovely voice but prefers to let her guitar do most of the work, wanted to be a paladin(to helio) like her parents for a while but becomes a paladin of Cass in the nightmare forest, it's wild. When she meets tracker at the black pit they bond over only really knowing worship songs and tracker gives her a book w/ rock sheet music (classically trained) she steals an electric guitar from the black pit and stashes it at fabians house for a while till she moves in with track and jawbone

Riz- (most excited about this one) goblin music is chaos, idk alot about indigenous music, but I like it, riz does alot of throat singing and body drumming, alot of odd noises, his dad used to sing him to sleep, kinda sounds like Tibetan throat singing with alot of clicking and hissing and all that (need to do research) the other bks like it alot, when he gets more comfortable he starts doing more metal (kinda like korn) struggles alot with connecting to his heritage (personal hc; 3rd gen goblin imigrant, sklondas ma came to bastion city for a new life when the rangers moved in on the mountains of chaos, poks dad moved from the other side of spyre (idk) Pok lived in elmville for his whole life, moved to bastion to work for the government culture outreach program, met sklonda, moved back to elmville, had riz, got eaten by a dragon)

#the bad kids #fantasy high stuff #dimension 20 fantasy high #d20 #d20 fhjy #gorgug thistlespring #riz gukgak #fabian seacaster #adaine abernant #kristen applebees #no fig #shes already a bard #there will be more of these

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skylarsblue · 1 month ago

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»zenless zone zero«

Small details in Wise's room. I'll admit I struggled a little on this one. (No offense to Wise lovers, he's just not super interesting to me. But I did my best!)

[Desc: Next to Wise's bed is a brown shelf beside an industrial style shelf, made of wood & metal. Like Belle's room, the standing shelf holds record sleeves. The first one is white with art of a black record that is broken in thirds, with large box letters that say 'ZERO'. The art is vague which makes it hard to speculate what style of music it might be. I guess...Jazz? That's a guess purely on vibes, really. The second record sleeve is black, white, and grey. On a white background there is a grey (traditional style) dragon wrapping around the studio's logo, EZ or 3Z, I'm not sure which. There's text that says 'ZENLESS', and underneath that, some descriptive text. The descriptive text is more legible than others. It says - "SAN-Z Studios is a general arts and design studio that aims to create fun experiences. We have a broad range of talents, involved in fashion design, accessories, music...and more." The third record sleeve is black with art of three eyes, each with a 'Z' in the iris. It's far too vague for me to guess what style of music it is. On the industrial shelf is a cardboard box with a red polaroid camera on top, and some VHS tapes leaned against it. These VHS tapes have no branding, which once again makes me think these are the tapes one would buy for personal recordings. On the shelf above it are three non-descript cases. They seem too thin for VHS tapes, and too big for a walkman tape. This makes me think they're CD cases.]

[Desc: On the coffee table(that is a trunk style coffee table) is a tray with an open package of 'Royal Baking' chips/crackers. Based on coloring, I'd guess they're cheesy. Beside the open cracker package is a bag of Coff Coffee, made by the Tin Master. There's a cup with Tin Master's logo beside it, with coffee inside. The coffee has foam in a design. On the table is also a newspaper. The only legible writing is in kanji I cannot read, but the picture on it is of Box Galaxy, the gadget store on Sixth Street. Also, I took note that there is a little Bangboo reading a newspaper on it. Lastly, there is a remote. Despite the vintage style TVs, this remote looks akin to a modern Roku remote. Black, with rounded corners, fairly slim and small, with a simple set of buttons. On, record (potentially, the symbol is vague), a central d pad, a menu button, undo, home, a pair of volume buttons & up/down decision buttons, a settings button, a button with a red heart (to favorite things I presume), and a last button with a symbol so vague I couldn't begin to guess what it does.]

[Desc: Like Belle, Wise has movie posters on the wall beside his bed. Unlike Belle, his posters don't overlap, and seem meticulously placed. There are a total of six movie posters. Though before I describe those, I'll point out that he has a green & yellow ukulele hanging on his wall. A notable difference from Belle's electric guitar. 1) Now, the first poster features art of an old computer (think big white box computers from the 80s) in a blue & yellow ocean landscape, with dark blue fish shapes around it. The title says Under The Sea in yellow text. What this could be about, I have no clue. But Wise has been said to enjoy documentaries and artsy films. Completely based on my own headcanon and no evidence? My guess is a documentary about technology developed to explore the ocean. 2) The one underneath has a title in kanji, but the art is pretty clear. It features a shiba inu dog front and center with a "saddle" on it's back, of which has two bags on either side. The only item I can tell that is in the bag is the left one, which has the top of a leek sticking out. Behind the dog is a young woman with a long skirt, as well as some trees. I can't read the title so I'm not sure, but I'd like to think this is a documentary about a very special dog. Like Balto! 3) The third poster features art of a young girl in a space suit, sat on a swing (a wooden board with rope that goes up out of frame), over a shadowy moon that is covered in children's crayon drawings. The title is one again in Kanji, but the tagline says "She's a Starchild". Once again, the art is vague, but my guess would be an artsy kind of film with an underlying message about a young girl with a struggle of some kind. Probably a movie with a lot of metaphors and symbolism. 4) Poster number four is a horizontal kind of poster. On a blue background, there is an old film camera on the left. (A vintage one, 1930s-1950s, which used large film reels.) On the right are three figures. The one furthest to the back is Godzilla, the second is a woman in a red dress, and the third appears to be a non-descript hero character in a blue & yellow uniform. In white block text, it says "DREAM WEAVER". My guess is that this is a documentary about film making. 5) Five has art of a semi-humanoid creature standing in a red lit doorway, but at the bottom are various winding tentacles. The title says "The Obelisk". My guess is that this is a sci-fi horror movie of some sort. 6) The last poster, number six, features an animal skull (a bear skull based on my limited knowledge) on top of a white background. There is black and red kanji in a "messy" style. The English text are the words "Before The Story Begins", so it's probably a prequel of some kind. There's a vague shape in the bottom corner that looks like an award symbol.]

[Desc: Wise's memory board. (If you don't pick him as your MC). The back is the basic wooden style that Belle also has, and it has five pictures. The first one is a selfie taken by Belle, featuring her and Eous standing over Wise, who is sleeping, after having given him a pair of pigtails. The second picture features various cats, with one opening it's mouth for a big yawn as Wise pets it. The third picture is a picture taken by one of the Random Play Bangboo; but not Eous. Eous is in the picture, cleaning one of the screens in the H.D.D, while Belle reclines in a chair and holds up a stack of papers that has red writing - "Complete!" with a circle around it. Wise stands beside Eous with his jacket slung over his shoulder, drinking a soda. (It doesn't match the LENMAN soda in Belle's room, but I've seen vending machines in Lumina square with a drink that is orange; with oranges on it. So...Orange soda? The fourth picture is of the Hollow in the Scott Outpost area. I can tell because there are pillars that match that area. The last picture is a childhood drawing of Wise & Belle. Stood in a field, in front of an orange house. Based on the style difference, it's possible that this was a group effort. Belle's figure and various background elements seem more...uh, artistically inclined. While Wise's figure, some trees, and the flower/grass details seem more simplistic and sloppy. Which would make sense given all the artist details in Belle's room. Wise probably didn't get the artist gene.]

[Desc: On the cabinet beside Wise's TV (once again an old style tube television) are some knickknacks. In front of three stacked small boxes is a stature, the same one in Belle's room that she used to hold her snowboarding goggles. I guessed rabbit based on her room, but it also looks like a fox. Beside that is an orange desk fan that's always on. Further to the right is a game console, which I mention was visually similar to a Super Nintendo. There are no visible cartridges out excluding the singular one in the slot of the console, with a vague logo on the front. An orange smiley face; which could mean it's part of a series, since Belle had a game with a blue smiley face in her console. The sticker for this game is ripped at the top. Maybe it's old, or maybe he and Belle swapped games for a bit. Belle seems like she'd accidentally rip a sticker. He also has a VHS player, there's a small screen on top of it. It's tiny, like a monitor, but I'm not sure it's purpose exactly. Maybe one of those old CCTV monitors? There's some more non-descript VHS tapes leaned against it. There's a shelf as well that holds some more VHS sleeves and a blue & white box. While I've seen the box in the 141 Convenience Store, which tells me the box's branding has the word "CLICK" on it, the rest is in kanji and there's no pictures on it to hint at a product of some sort. Game? Console? ...Wireless mouse? I have no clue.]

[Desc: Wise owns the same CD/Record/Tape player that Belle does. It's situated on a little table by the door. I can see now that the branding on the gadget is the same as the studio on the second record sleeve he owns, SAN-Z studio. The table has a divot to hold records. The only one with a visible front has art of a girl with vibrant green hair, in front of a black background that has bright pink, blue, and orange detailing. The girl has a hearing aid/ear bud in her ear, and an...accessory? On the side of her head. On a separate cabinet beside this is a blue & white box with a pair of black & white sneakers, which I think I've seen on one of the commercials that the game-start loading screen features.]

[Desc: (With a bonus Wise in frame), there is an L shaped cabinet in front of his door. On this cabinet is a plain black cap with a blue brim, and a skateboard with blue & white art on the back. I didn't seen any snowboarding gear in his room, but it doesn't mean he doesn't own it. He's neat, so it could just be put away. On the wall is a yellow bike. The back wheel is black, while the front is white. They don't match, but the front one matches the seat color of the bike, so my guess is he had to replace the back one. Also, based on the shape of the handlebars and the seat positioning, the seat is raised in a way that would make riding while sat upright hard/impossible. This seems like a bike someone must lean forward on, which means it'd be for things like trails and marathons, rather than transportation or leisure rides.]

[Desc: A bit boring, but his roof is the only one with a sun roof. Belle's room doesn't have one. By his bed is also, the only window that is visibly open on the front of Random Play. Somehow, this pale boy gets more sunlight in his room than Belle. But maybe she picked that. Also, though I picked Belle (which means Eous charges in her room), Wise also has an Eous charger, just unused.]

[Desc: A set of lockers with some posted notes. These seem to be reused assets from Belle's room. There is also a book case. None of the books really have any branding that allows for speculation of what they're about, but there are some colors with tiny (non-descript) details that remind me of textbooks and books about specific subject, like for learning.]

[Desc: Wise's desk. It features a standard PC screen, one of those vertical screens, and a laptop on a holder. All of which are on, glowing with blue symbols and unreadable text. There's a wireless mouse too. On the shelves over the desk are post it notes, one that seems like a list, and another that might be about code? There are also more books. Most are in kanji, but I can read one. "Hollow Raiders & Their Proxies." Beside his computers are three journals. Unlike Belle's, there are no stickers, stamps, or tabs poking out of the pages. These are note journals, each with a button latch to close them. One yellow, one red, one blue. To the right is a...radio? It looks vaguely like a call radio to me, and there's a set of headphones on top. But I'll be honest and admit I'm not sure what it is. There's also a yellow license plate on the wall - "NOV 715". There's another Tin Master mug, and while in the photo it's blocked by his aerodynamic chair, there's a metal coffee percolator. Which makes me think this dude has a caffeine addiction.]

#zzzero #zzz #zenless zone zero #zenless zone zero wise #zzz wise #zzzero wise #analysis #hoyoverse

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devswritingcornerorsmth · 5 months ago

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mirrorwatch headcanons

since ow doesn't like making stories anymore I'm making my own (bliz pls hire me for story stuff) (actually dont i know what goes on there-)

lowkey inspired by @/vhstropics on tiktok

just headcanons not canon and based of my personal bias. don't like em make ur own :D

TANKS

D.VA: Failed MEKA training and was replaced by D.MON. South Korea is half destroyed due to the Gwishin and MEKA failed and most pilots have passed. D.VA/Hana is currently in a shelter with her family, trying to stream for money but never gets any views due to the amount of people doing the same.

Doomfist: Formed Overwatch to combat the Omnic Crisis after his master was killed by said omnic's (Mirrorwatch Orisa).

Junker Queen: Lives with her family in Junkertown. Participates in the Scrapyard most of her time.

Orisa: Part of Null Sector and led the massacre in Numbani.

Ramattra: Took Mondatta's place and ended up assassinated by Tracer via pulse bomb while Widowmaker/Amelie tried to save him.

Reinhardt: After everything that happened in Eichenwalde he gave up his oath as a knight and wanted revenge for the comrades he lost in battle due to the Omnic's. After killing both Omnic's and people, he was taken in by Mercy/Vengeance and became a top member in Mirror Talon.

Roadhog: Living with his daughter in Junkertown. Sometimes they go to New Zeland to visit other families but mostly stay and talk with friends and other family. He never meets Junkrat but does see him every once and a while with his mother.

Sigma: Siebren was able to harness gravity, and with the help of Moira, keeps his mind under control. Has won several awards due to his discovery and currently works with Mirror Overwatch.

Wrecking Ball: Escaped the Moon after the massacre by himself and ended up working with Mirror Overwatch as an engineer.

Winston: He was part of the massacre on the Moon and was pissed when Hammond left him by himself. Built his own way back to Earth and landed in Junkertown where he became champion and seeks revenge on Hammond for leaving him.

Zarya: Discovered that Russia was actually helping the Omnic's and destroyed what she could while also stealing a bunch of stuff that was important to her boss. She soon joined Talon and was given her gravity gun and enhancements to her body to make her even stronger thanks to Mercy/Vengence.

Mauga: (okay two of them cuz angst raaahh) 1, Mauga joined Overwatch after the Deep Sea Raiders disbanded due to Talon. He joined around when Baptiste did and was sad to learn he left due to wanting to be a merc. He let Baptiste go and promised they would see each other again, whether that be friend or foe. 2, Mauga was high up in Overwatch along with Baptiste. Bap was kidnapped by Talon and tortured for months. When they got him back, he killed Mauga and ended up as Scorpion.

DPS

Ashe: Akande/Doomfist made something similar to Blackwatch and got Ashe after finding her abandoned by family. She distances herself from Mirror Overwatch after it disbanded but still cares for it and will become active again if they need her to.

Bastion: After he woke up, so did his programming. He caused panic and a mass murder once reaching the city and went into hiding after he was damaged by police and others. Was soon found by Null Sector and is now a member.

Cassidy: Created Deadlock after Ashe and the rest of his family left him in the desert. Neither have heard from the other.

Echo: When she woke up, her programming malfunctioned and she was unable to learn new things and only knew that she was a weapon. Liao tried to deactivate her but Echo killed her out of fear. She soon joined Null Sector and became Zenyatta's right hand.

Genji: After attempting to murder his brother, he fled to Junkcity where he now lives his life in hiding from the Hashimoto and Shimada.

Hanzo: Genji tried to kill Hanzo and almost succeded. The Hashimoto took him in and fixed him with robotic parts and made him a killing machine for their own benefit.

Junkrat: Living with his mother in Junkertown, while taking care of her and building her little trinkets. Mei: Passed due to the cryo-sleep malfunctioning. None of them made it and ended up being forgotten by most of the world.

Phara: Joined Talon to follow her mother's footsteps, currently in training after being kicked out from Helix.

Reaper: Moira fixed him up in a good way this time. No longer has Wraith form nor can teleport, but he no longer feels too much pain and uses his abilities for good.

Sojourn: Dies the OW explosion.

Soldier76: (straight/j) Joined Talon after the OW explosion and was experimented on by Mercy/Vengence. Now faster and stronger but decaying a lot faster than normal. He only has about a year of life left and is living it with murder through Talon and weapon trading with Los Muertos.

Sombra: Still a very good hacker but her parents never passed and improved of her hobbies as long as she used them for good. After they died at the hands of Los Muertos, she turned most of them in using her hacking abilities and was scouted out by Akande for her good deeds. She now turns in criminals and sends money to the poor when she can using the money the criminals possibly stole. Best friends with Widow and thinking of asking her out.

Symettra: Dropped out of Vishkar and left to Junkertown to expand more on her creations. Is quiet popular and owns a popular shop.

Torbjorn: Left OW after the explosion. Due to complications, his wife passed, leaving him with only Brigette. He needed money to keep them afloat and joined Talon to use his engineering abilities to build multiple weapons and armor.

Tracer: Part of OW as a pilot and was presumed dead when they couldn't find her plane and left her as such. She joined Talon to get revenge on the people who wronged her.

Widowmaker: Top Sniper in OW and followed Ana closely until she shot Widow in the eye for Talon reasons. Eye got replaced by Moira and ended up being an even better shot. Bestie friends with Sombra, knows of Sombra's crush. (edit: forgot about her husband but fuck it lesbians raaahhh)

Venture: (Works for the British museum/j) They joined Talon to search for artifacts to pawn off for money. They're one of the richest people in Talon due to this and does flaunt their wealth while underpaying the people actually digging for the artifacts.

SUPPORTS

Ana: A plant in OW until she was tasked with killing Widow. She failed and went back to Talon before they caught up with her. Uses Mirror Mercy's healing tech to hurt others and (sorta) help her team. She teases Rein for not being able to save his comrades, making their relationship nonexistent.

Baptiste: (two again cuz lore n angst) 1, Left OW because they refused to let him show his full potential on the battlefield and was paired with Ashe n the little team Akande made (Mirror Blackwatch). Was stopped by Mauga before he was let go. Now a merc under the name Scorpion doing business with Talon. 2, He was in OW before he was kidnapped and tortured for months until OW found him again. He killed Mauga and went off back to Talon, only to run away again and become a merc.

Brigette: Following in her father's footsteps and joined Talon. Talon realized her full potential and allowed her on the battlefield after she showed how aggressive and strong she was. Torb was basically an absent father due to working so much but she respected him for it. She knew how hard it was on him and joined Talon to help. Mizti is a gift from Torb and is the office cat roaming around that bites and claws at everyone but Brig and Torb.

Kiriko: (not annoying, actually contributes to society, doesn't have a bike/jj). Followed Hanzo's footsteps and joined the Hashimoto, dying her hair to get rid of her routes as a Kamori. She works in Hanzo's squad and is constantly trying to find Genji and get revenge for him. Oath siblings in Kiriko's eyes while Hanzo hates the fact she followed him to the Hashimoto.

Lucio: Works at Vishkar alongside his father. Was close friends with Symettra until she left and now despises her.

Mercy: Founder of Talon after she realized OW wasn't changing the world and decided to change it herself after discovering her medical tech.

Moira: Head Medic at OW due to her discoveries with decay and bringing things back to life. Fixed Sigma's mind, Widow's eye, and countless other things. Has won multiple awards and is well-known in the medical community. Knew Mercy before she started Talon and was inspired by her.

Zenyatta: After witnessing the death of Ramattra, he began Null Sector and led the Omnic Crisis while Mondatta frowned upon him. He didn't care and wanted justice for his people.

Lifeweaver: Working with Vishkar and is a top researcher with hard light. Tolerated Symettra and was glad she left.

Illari: Once the ceremony came, turns out there was nothing special about her. She know feels burdened and like a disappointment for not being able to live up to expectations. She still tries to help but only ends up getting burnt. (Icarus situation)

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midnightmoonytales · 1 year ago

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𝕊𝕝𝕪𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕟 𝔾𝕒𝕟𝕘 ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕤 𝟚

A/N: Some of these are based on my Last of Us Fanfic that I'm in the midst of writing. I really enjoy making these headcanons. The nicknames I gave them aren't very creative but idrc. Let me know if you would like to see more of the Slytherin Gang or just them by themselves.

Tried to keep as gender-neutral as possible Unedited

Mattheo is a pyromaniac; there have been MANY burned things around the castle. Ranging from tapestries to House memorabilia (mostly Gryffindor)

Draco wears his family ring - even if it is the only ring he wears; if he makes a tough decision you bet you can find him fiddling with it

Even though Draco and Mattheo are cousins, they grew up very distant and have a slight hatred for each other.

Pansy lived with her aunt for most of her life, her parents opting to explore the wizarding world for new spells. Only returning home to join Voldemort's side once again - and forcing her to follow their footsteps.

Blaise is always showing up to class...well blazed. I mean it's literally his name, fight me.

Theodores' parents host yearly balls for the scared twenty-eight families; in order for them to marry off their children to other pureblood families.

Yk what Sirius is to James? Well, Mattheo is the Sirius to Theodores, James. That's all I have to say on the matter.

Mattheo only tried out for the Slytherin Quidditch team to spite Draco. (Given he wasn't chosen for the team and Draco was, he was now the spiteful one.)

Pansy and you are always having to pull the boys (Mattheo and Theodore) out of trouble. You two are the ones who have to cover up Mattheo's pyromaniac ways.

While Pansy can be a stuck-up bitch at times, she would do anything for her friends and will absolutely demolish anybody if she hears them talking rubbish about her friends. She will have 100% hexed some students, and that'll show them.

Pirate!Au: I don't make the rules, but you're the captain. Sike, I do make the rules and you going to be the captain.

Pirate!Au: Mattheos your first mate, but also has the nickname executioner.

Pirate!Au: Pansy is your Master Gunner, give that woman a gun or a canon and there she blows. Cruelest gunner in the seven seas if I dare say so myself. Her nickname is Ace.

Pirate!Au: Blaise is 100% the surgeon on deck, give him some needle and thread and bottle of gin and he'll have you sewn up in no time. His nickname is Stitch, bc damn he is good with a needle n' thread.

Pirate!Au: Draco is the Boatswain, he is supervising everything that is happening on deck, deciding who is worth keeping or fish food. In charge of calling shots when they leave or setting up at the docks. His nickname is Riv, no true reason, they just thought it fit his rugged appearance.

Pirate!Au: Theodore is the Master-at-arms, got me new meat on deck - he's wringing them out and training them. He goes by Snapper, known for having a low patience span.

Pirate!Au the lot of you started as low life thiefs all looking for a sense of adventure. Soon establishing one of the cruelest pirate crews the sail the seven seas.

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@ghostofscarley @devilishwitchfantasies

#hp fandom #slytherin gang x reader #draco malfoy #blaise zabini #mattheo riddle #pansy parkinson x reader #theodore nott #theodore nott x reader #draco malfoy x reader #blaise zabini x reader

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somelegobird · 2 months ago

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I'm bored so uh here are all of the headcanons I have written on my Ramble Doc. It's not all of my headcanons, but it's just stuff I thought of through my rewatches

Cinder

Aroace cis

Horrible ornithophobia

Cole

Cis gay man

Afraid of heights and the dark after his fall in March of the Oni

Very mildly red-green colourblind

Still flinches when water gets flicked in his direction. Didn’t have the best hygiene for his first month or so after becoming human again since it took him a while to lose the “I’ll die if I touch water!” mentality. His main way of washing himself consisted of dry shampoo and hand sanitizer, maybe baby wipes if he was brave enough for their slight wetness.

Harumi

Non-binary, aroace

Jay

Cis guy seasons 1-7, questioning season 8, demiboy genderfluid seasons 9+. Bisexual, was in denial about his sexuality until he got comfortable with his gender.

EXTREMELY sensitive to caffeine, like, you’ll get zapped bad if you touch her once she’s had a latte or something

After Skybound, he gets antsy around pirate themed stuff (not the kids kind, but more serious things) and gets stressed and paranoid for a bit when someone says “I wish”. Avoids saying it at all costs .

Chooses to continue calling himself “Jay Walker” because he has no emotional attachment to either the name Gordon or his biological father (having never met him) and he loves his adoptive parents. However, he does sometimes say his name is Jay Gordon when he wants to brag about being the son of Cliff Gordon.

After finding out she was adopted, she struggles to watch the Starfarer movies with the same enthusiasm. Whenever she sees the actor Cliff Gordon, she feels an odd wave of emptiness because that is the man that gave her away, that is the man that wanted nothing to do with her.

Claustrophobic since almost drowning in Seabound because he was trapped in his car. Also thalassaphobia both because of that moment and the fact that the sea “took” his yang

Accidentally bit their lip hard when they got turned into a snake in s1, that’s why they ran into the bathroom. Has a small scar from it that Nya loves touching gently, reminding herself of how strange Jay was back then (but also how innocent both of them were)

Kai

Cis man, pansexual

His fears of water cleared up a bit after Nya turned out to be master of water, but they never really went away and still finds himself getting nervous when Nya uses her powers on larger bodies of water

Dad sneezes all the way. Sometimes he sneezes fire, sometimes Jay gets scorch marks. Those two are unrelated statements.

Lloyd

Transmasc, heavily questioning his sexuality but leaning to aroace

Listens to Will Wood, I have no reason for this other than that I can perfectly imagine him screaming the lyrics to “Hand Me My Shovel I’m Going In” or “2econd 2ight 2eer”

Is like a Disney Princess when it comes to animals. Animals don’t feel that initial fear or uncertainty towards him unless he gives them a reason to, which he doesn’t to the best of his abilities. He always leaves the window in his room wide open and has various feeders both inside his room and outside. He had the window sill on the outside of the window extended to make room for feeders and a variety of enrichment items. Unfortunately, because the Monastery is so high up, he only really gets birds and the occasional goat (Once a deer came up to his window and he will bring this up every single time the topic of animals is touched, he is proud). If he and the others are going to be on the Bounty for a while, he designates an open area on the boat for bird feeders that he sets out when the boat is still.

Because he keeps his window open, his room is the coldest of all. To combat this, he has the softest and fluffiest blankets. He really doesn’t like these blankets leaving his room, so it’s not rare to see some of the other ninja curled up in his room under the blankets because they got cold during the night.

The name Lloyd Montgomery Garmadon isn’t firstname middlename lastname, it’s firstname lastname and Lloyd Montgomery-Garmadon. Garmadon doesn’t have a last name, so to give their kid a last name that comes from both the parents, Misako took her own last name (Montgomery) and slapped Garmadon on the end of it to create the surname Montgomery-Garmadon for her kid. I could've probably said this in less words.

Nya

Cis, but contemplating demigirl since season 4 HER AND JAY ARE T4T I DON’T CARE (transfem hehe). bisexual

Like Jay, she gets nervous when someone says “I wish” but is much less affected than him. She’s okay with saying it herself but puts a conscious effort into not saying it around Jay.

Pixal

Fem-presenting agender, demiromantic ace

Often gets nightmares where she is trapped and unable to do or say anything, they stem from being stuck in Zane’s head for so long

While she was in Zane’s head, she would suffer many existential crises and question if she was even real. She still gets them sometimes while in her own body, but they are much more infrequent.

Rapton

Cis guy, Gay. He’s the mandatory “cool old gay guy” you find in bars (I have never been in a bar in my life)

Has a Ninjago equivalent of a Tumblr blog themed around unicorns, uses :3 in his messages and has a unicorn sona that he draws interacting with his unicorn figurines

Vania

Lesbian

Zane

Masc-presenting agender, heteroromantic asexual

Heavily struggles with Misophonia, often turns off his ears when he gets overwhelmed. The other ninja have learned rudimentary sign language to communicate with him when they realise he’s blocked out the noise. Totally not projecting here

Often falls into fits of panic and paranoia, not trusting his own mind or memories. He had his memories wiped or mind broken into so many times, he ends up sending himself into a spiral of uncertainty and delusion when he thinks about it too much. During these fits, he believes a variety of things, but mostly it’s a mixture of “I’ve forgotten something important and I have no clue what” and “Someone has hacked my mind and is slowly altering my thoughts and memories”. He also sometimes gets the very strong illusion that there is another Ninja that he forgot about that is currently off on a solo mission. He starts to panic because how could he forget an entire person, and the others have to try and calm him down and reassure him that there is no one he’s forgotten. All of these stem from forgetting his father pre-s1 and forgetting everything for 60 years in s11. The hacking one also stems from when Ronin hacked into his head and shut him down.

Misc/non-character

Ninjago City has English but is called Ninjargon, because of Karlof’s and Korgran’s accents I imagine Metalonia has Russian but it’s called Metalonian or something, and Shintaro has German but it’s called Shintar/Shinatrian. I have no basis for the last one other than I like (and am learning) the German Language and I like Shintaro.

I also like to imagine there’s a place (they aren’t really countries,,, cities?) called Stoneland which is just Ninjago Poland. Really high quality minerals and stone-carved statues originate from here.

Alongside the sayings already used in the show, ones I like to imagine also being used include “By the Master” and “In the name of the First” because “the First Spinjitzu Master” is too lengthy and “FSM” still has three entire syllables. “The First” and “the Master” are used interchangeably. This is kind of already canon with Pixal saying “Thank the Master”, but I just wanted to further expand on it a tiny bit.

When an Elemental Master touches Vengestone, there is an initial wave of a feeling of impending doom and (physical) cold that runs through their body. The feeling dissipates with time but doesn’t truly disappear until they lose contact with the Vengestone. The specifics of the feeling change depending on the Element. My ideas so far, MO fire has the cold feeling amplified, MO lightning feels an odd stillness within them, MO earth has a feeling of shrinking, MO water gets a dry throat and feels like their organs are shrivelling slightly, MO life/energy starts to believe they or others around them are dead (gets amplified with time), and MO ice instead starts to feel uncomfortably warm.

The piece of Vengestone touching the Elemental Master has to weigh at least 500 grams, if the 500g is split between multiple pieces it will not work (I’m saying this because I laughed at the idea of someone losing their powers because they had a tiny bit of Vengestone stuck in their shoe from a mission).

#I wanted to post something so here #I will definetly add to these in the doc #If I add enough I'll reblog with the extra headcanons #this list will never be finished. I will always find reason to modify and add #but that's fine #that's life #nothing is set in stone #ninjago #lego ninjago #ninjago headcanons #i don't want to tag all the characters #cole brookstone #jay walker #nya smith #kai smith #zane julien

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Hello!! I don't know if your still writing or taking requests or anything but I was wandering if you could, do a headcanon on how the potc characters would react if reader was like really cold please? But if you are not taking any requests all good!! I love your work!💗

Hello dear💖, thanks for your request.

How they react to you being cold🥶

Jack sparrow

It was winter, the pearl had travelled into the arctic sea. Snow droplets melted as they touched the sea's water.

You were swabbing the deck, it was so cold, and you had but only a single layer of coating on you.

Freezing, all you felt was the cold. You wanted to burn the cargo using the wood and clothes off the other sailors.

Jack was at the helm; his beard and hair were frozen into icesickles of hair.

Master gibbs had trailed the stairs to ask Jack. "Captain, we've prepared to set course".

Jack confirmed with Master Gibbs "Aye, master Gibbs".

Suddenly master Gibbs set his eyes on you, you held your coat around you.

"Jack, tha' swab o'er there, don'tcha thin tha lass/lad/y/n be freezin" Gibbs questioned.

Jack looks down to you, in the distance Gibbs said "poor lass/lad/y/n".

Jack walked off the helm while smiling at master Gibbs "keep an eye on er for me master Gibbs".

Jack strutted down the stairs and walked by you.

"Y'know, standin' round ere ain't really a good idea love" Jack pointed out.

"Not that I judge, but, I don't think being an icicle was apart of our little plan, now, was it, savvy" Jack held a playful smirk.

You weren't in the mood to argue as you focused on getting warmer "what do you want captain".

Jack without warning took off his coat and held it out to you.

"Now, you can take it or--I'm sure your well on your way from being an icicle mate" Jack smiled, perking his cattish like eyes.

You grabbed Jack's coat with no thought and held it around you. It was bigger, and the cuffs of the sleeves couldn't even fit around your arm.

It was warmer though, no wonder the captains coat was much better then anything.

"Keep it til it's warmer, we should be heading out of this soon" Jack strutted off to find some rum. He hid the cargo somewhere, where no one can find it due to the suspension the crew may want to burn it for a fire.

You smile to yourself while thanking jack "thank you jack".

Will Turner

You were on the black pearl, sailing to try and rescue Elizabeth from the clutches of Captain Barbossa.

You sitting at the side freezing, Will stood over Jack as he worriedly kept an eye on you.

"Jack, I don't think y/n's well, she looks cold" will pointed out.

"Well, I would say, if it were me" Jack gave a little advice "say something, incredibly flattering, charm the lass/lad/person and drink under the covers".

Will looked at Jack confused and awkwardly Said "I think I'll just offer her a coat actually".

Will walked down the stairs to find you cold. "Your freezing y/n" will immediately take's off his coat and places it around you.

"Come on, let's go inside, we'll need your help later" will smiled.

"Oh I'm sure they certainly will, dear William" Jack interrupted just to be annoying.

Will gave a quick look up to Jack before helping you in the cabin.

Once you were inside, Will placed a few of the hammocks blankets around you.

"Don't worry y/n, you'll warm up soon" will smiled.

You leaned into Will's shoulder as he tensed up, not many women had done this before.

Will hugged you back as on the outside jack whispered to master gibbs as he walked past.

"So, I have one curious question on my mind, do you think the lass/lad/person will fancy our dear William or perhaps he'll fancy Elizabeth".

"Are ye asking fer a bet jack" Gibbs questioned.

Elizabeth swann

You were sailing into the end of the world, a place with uncharted waters.

Everyone was freezing, turning into icicles but they weren't as bad as you.

You shook so much, you were worried you might fall into pieces.

"I'm quite worried about y/n, I don't think they have anything warm on" Elizabeth whispered to will.

Will turned to face y/n "I feel sorry for her".

Elizabeth walked toward you, she offered her own coat to you.

"Here, I don't want you to catch a cold" she smiled with a sympathetic expression.

You shivered as you took her coat.

"Once we find Jack, he'll know how to get us out of this" she looked down--she felt guilty knowing she killed off jack sparrow.

You nodded; jack sparrow was gone and now you set a course toward the end of the world. Sailing with Captain Barbossa, wasn't the same as sailing with jack but at least he was a smart captain.

Elizabeth looked out over the horizon, at least she had you, will and the captain.

You felt like punching jack for just leaving you in this state, you were like a family--only he chose to go down with his ship.

"I miss jack" you admitted.

Elizabeth played along, she expressed a lie to try and hide the guilt "I, I know Jack's out there, he's a captain, he'll know his way out".

You smiled, her reassurance was comforting. You hug her thinking she felt the same.

She hugged back however she looked disappointed in herself for lying to the whole crew including Will.

Henry turner

You stood at the front of the forecastle; the bowsprit stood out in the front of you.

Henry stood at the front of the main deck, you held a single piece of fabric around your shoulders.

It was the witching hour of the night, the stars shined above you. The foremast stood over you as the topgallant, top and forecourse sail blew with a strong gust yet the briny deep was calm.

Henry climbed the steps to look out for you; Carina and Jack were navigating the helm.

He noticed at first sight, as he reached the top of the final step. You were shivering.

The gust of wind blew at a normal speed to carry the ship to safe waters.

"Y/n, your cold" Henry called out.

Henry wanted to tell Jack, it might've been best to bring you below deck like the orlop.

At least then you would've been warm.

"Nay, I'm fine, don't fret over me, Henry" you reassured him.

However, Henry brought you an extra blanket from the quarters of the crew. It might not have been much--perhaps not the fanciest of silken sheets but, it helped in a way.

You curled with the blanket over you, perhaps this was stolen before Jack had the ship.

Henry and you stood at the forecastle as Carina back at the quarter deck watched with an envious eye.

"So, think Henry boy catch er/im/em' fancy" Jack teased.

Carina snapped "I don't know, even if I did know should it really be my business".

Carina Smyth

Carina and Barbossa were at the helm, she knew the map toward the trident.

The map showed inside the diary of Galileo, the Ruby inside had enlighten a path within the pages.

Barbossa hadn't told anyone who he truly was to Carina and...probably for the best.

You were tied up along with Henry and Jack at the Main mast.

Your teeth was chattering, Chittering; your whole body was shaking.

Carina was busy steering the ship; she glances up to see if your alright.

Carina requests the captain "Captain, I wish to speak with y/n, at least untie her/him/them".

"An' why do ye need tha' em" Barbossa asked.

"You can keep Jack and Henry tied, it's just y/n I need, she/he/they has the other coordinates to the map" Carina pleaded.

Barbossa rolled his eyes and asked merlot and Murry to untie you.

Jack pleaded "oi, what about me, I'm practically the captain of the pear--mmmf" Jack had a piece of rag shoved in his mouth by Jack the monkey.

Barbossa demanded "yer' ta navigate".

You ran to Carina's arms, you were freezing like a snowflake.

Carina grabbed your hands to try and calm you.

"I need you to be brave for me y/n, once we find the trident, we'll soon seek land and you'll be safe" Carina promised.

Merlot and Mullroy were both guarding their post when Carina ordered.

"She's/he's/their freezing can't I have a coat" she asked.

"Orders of the captain" merlot spoke.

"I just need a coat, I'll return it afterwards" Carina reasoned.

Merlock gave Carina his coat, seeing as he thought it would be best not to argue.

Carina came toward you and wrapped the coat around your body. She tucked it around your shoulders.

"Try and keep warm, God knows how long we have until we reach the trident" she whispers.

Hector Barbossa

Hector was standing at the helm, holding up a gold Spanish coin, twirling it in between his fingers.

You were up at the forecastle, overlooking the bowsprit. Hector caught the gold coin in between his fingers, it was aligned with your body as he noticed you shivering.

Barbossa knew it was a gusty wind out at sea. It was part of being a pirate, putting up with extreme weather conditions.

He debated for a moment; dare he show a soft side or, dare he remain heavy hearted and let you put up with it.

Barbossa growled to himself "argh".

He placed the Spanish doubloon in his pocket before heading toward the forecastle.

He stomped up the steps, looking rather annoyed. "Ain't-che cold missy/laddie/y/n, why in tha blazes arrr' ye not below deck".

"Whaddya' tryna ta do, freeze ta death" his frustrated tone overtook his gruff voice.

You were shivering, you didn't have time to argue with the captain. You didn't think it was a bother, after all barbossa was busy.

"Ye addle girly/sailor/person, here, take it n' don't-che start takin' it off til' I say, ye understand?" Barbossa took off his black, blue-ish coat and forcefully wrapped it around you. (Addle: a pirate term for foolish/stupid).

"Why, t-thank you, captain" you grabbed the coat gently. It was much more oversized than your arm length.

He climbed down below to mend the helm at the quarter-deck, his blouse was blowing in the wind.

"Stow yerself below tha berth n' get warm" he didn't say more than that. (Birth: the sleeping quarters of the crew).

You wrapped the captain's coat around yourself and smiled.

James norrington

James had been standing outside the main yard near Beckett's office.

The naval guards and soldiers were all in line awaiting their next venture to track down Sparrow.

In the distance, he spotted a woman wearing a gown with full length-skirtings and frills at the end./ a man wearing a coat with his hair tied back and buckled shoes/ a person wearing breeches and an oversized coating with flat buckled shoes.

You held but a single blanket of hand-crafted wool drape over your shoulder.

James quickly rushed toward you to get you away from Beckett's men. He feared Mr Mercer may have you killed for accompanying Elizabeth who was associated with Sparrow.

"Y/n, I cannot protect you all the time if you keep following me" James protested.

You shake your head "belay that James, why in heavens are you venturing out to have youself killed".

"You know Lord Beckett holds no mercy for mere men like yourself" you argued.

"Do you honestly think he'll feel show the same for you" James snapped in a whisper.

"Don't ever speak of Sparrow out loud less you wish to have a short drop and sudden stop" he firmly spoke.

"Listen to me, leave Port Royal, don't stay here and buy yourself a home in London" James grabbed your arm and tried to get you out of the fort.

"I don't deny, my actions were not redeemable, but, I wish for the safety of you and Elizabeth" he spoke.

You were shaking, it seemed the wind had picked up that day.

"Oh blazes your freezing up" he took off his formal coat and wrapped it around you.

"Listen, there's merchants ship near the port, dock it as soon as your there and sail far away from here" he spoke with a final farewell.

"Don't bid me those words as your final farewell and come, come with me" you pleaded.

"I'm afraid I can't, you'll be safe, now, go" he ordered as you started to pick up the pace.

James watched as you left, the further you went the more he started to feel guilty. He betrayed the two most former people he cared for.

Cutler Beckett

You were outside of Beckett's manor, you stood at the front balcony shivering. Your full-length gown coated in a pattern with full skirtings was lightly breezing in the wind. Your hair was up in a pouffe with a coiled curl just touching your shoulder./ your noble robe with a full-length coating lightly breezed in the wind. Your hair was in a wig or draped down in coils touching the back of your shoulder blade./ you wore a lengthy coat with frills coming out the end, your hair was in a style you wanted at the time.

Beckett had his black bicorne hat placed on the nightstand and his Caine leaned against the fine smooth wall. Cutler's noble, full black coat was draped over the fine, crafted mahogany chair.

He laid down in the fit-sheeted silk, blankets.

"If you're still planning to freeze to death, I suggest you come to bed with your betrothed" Beckett calmly spoke.

"No, it's all well, I am merely admiring the view" you replied.

"Admiring the cold air my dear is fairly foolish" Beckett sarcastically spoke.

"Admiring your obsession to bestow Sparrow at the gallows is fairly foolish my husband" you replied to his insult.

Lord Beckett drank his tea in silence, his wig was placed delicately at the side of the bed side table.

"Touche, yet, your reasonings are still meaningless if you're still standing out in the cold" Beckett calmly placed the teacup to his lips. "Therefore proving my point".

You turn around to your calm, cold husband; sitting on the edge of the bed drinking tea.

"Have you ever shown mercy Cutler" you asked.

"Once upon a time ago" he calmly smiled.

You could feel his beady, cold eyes staring directly at you. He was teasing you, mocking you to prove his point.

Davy Jones

You were human, you weren't able to travel on the flying Dutchman due to his curse.

Davy would surface every couple of years and until then you waited.

One day when he did resurface, you got the chance to be on the Dutchman.

You were cold, on that day, it was windy.

You stood at the railing of the main deck, you were shivering with a wrapped, mouldy, barnacle blanket around you.

Bootstrap Bill would've offered more but the captain would've done worse if he interfered.

Davy was playing his organ when he heard a knock at the door.

"Haw dae ya ditsarb Mae-uh" he shouts.

Davy opened the door to see you, shivering cold as an icicle.

He growls "wha' be yar pleas-ah".

"Captain, would ye be kind and allow me ta seek quarter in your cabin" you asked, desperate for warmth.

Davy allowed you on this ship, after all, you were freed after he made a deal with Calypso.

Davy snorted through his one tentacle which popped and allowed you inside.

You went near the warmest spot you could find and sat there. You felt like an old lady/man/person, sitting for warmth.

The cabin was dripping wet, all the furniture was covered in barnacles and coral; chairs, the table and even the organ.

Davy trailed near the organ, he didn't want to explain the reason he plays a certain song.

You asked "you play captain, c-can I hear it".

Davy's tentacles twirled, he decided to play for you, as you were the only human he could stand.

He sat down "ah, ain't bah gahd".

He placed his tentacles down and started to play, he used his hand for some notes as well.

It was soulful to your ears, it wasn't like anything you've seen on land.

You walk up behind him and place your hands around his chest, hugging him from behind as he played.

Tia Dalmer

One night, in the swamps of the jungle. You and Tia hid away in a small shack.

The shack was covered in moss, insects and illuminating lights that were only dim enough to see the small shelter.

Tia was mending away at her ingredients while you stood with a cotton blanket over your shoulder.

You shivered with a cold breeze touching your arms and face.

Tia spoke without looking up "I know when your freezing child, come, it's warmer inside".

"No, I'm fine, believe me I've been through worse" you reassured her.

Tia got up from her seat; a wooden stool, and walked behind you.

She placed her arms around your chest, persuading you to come inside.

"Dear girl/boy/y/n, I am no fool, your body shakes with coldness and I feel no warmth" Tia lightly ushered you inside.

You lightly back away into the warmth with Tia.

Angelica tech

Angelica had rescued you from her father's cruelty. You were a concubine/ex-sailor/a merperson who was under the protection of the captain.

Angelica unfortunately couldn't save you from being forced along on the adventure.

You were dripping wet from white cap bay. The mermaids had pulled you in thinking you were a sailor lured by their songs.

Angelica saw how cold you were and immediately offered you her coat.

"I promise you, I won't let you drown in the salobre profundo" she firmly spoke. (Translation: briny deep).

Angelica helped you up to get you near a fire.

Jack watched Angelica as she helped her profounded new lover.

"Went well I assume" he smiled.

"NOT, now Jack" Angelica snapped.

"Angelica who's that" you questioned.

"A bastardo from my past," Angelica said no more than that.

In reality, Jack left Angelica at the altar when she took her vows. He stole her innocence, corrupted her and Angelica went her own way. Though there's no denying, Jack had stirring feelings for her.

Angelica sat by the fire where the other crew decided to see if any mermaids were alive.

"Jack corrupted me--I was in love for the first time, i was naieve to believe Jack and I were in love" Angelica explained, sitting next to you.

"But you found me, Angelica I won't corrupt you" you promised.

Angelica smiled "unfortunately, your too late".

"Then, I'll stay with you, I'll take my vows upon the sweet Anne's revenge and be loyal" you protested.

Angelica was astounded you were so determined to be devoted to her. "Aye then, if thats what you promised".

Edward tech

You were a concubine/ex-sailor/merperson captured on board the sweet Anne's revenge.

Angelica had brought you to her father as a prize and wondered what to do with you.

He ordered you to be keelhauled or skinned as you walked the plank.

However, you've proven yourself worthy in his favour.

As you travelled through the jungle, you approached a cliff.

Jack was ordered to jump down however, you felt cold as you got to the top.

"Cold, are you my dear" the captain noticed.

"Best not be letting a wench/sailor/merperson freeze to death then" he tormented.

"Jack, you'll go first" he commanded.

"Hang on, father, the woman/man/y/n should go first, we need Jack" Angelica protested.

"Angelica, our dear y/n is freezing and it seems Jack has volunteered" he grabbed out his sword and ordered Jack to Jump.

Angelica took off her Jacket and went "fine, I'll go".

Before Jack ran and Jumped over the cliff screaming.

"He survived" the captain moved on, he didn't have time to wait around for Jack.

"Did you see that, because I won't be doing that again" he swam to the shore.

You were shocked, you weren't ordered to die, perhaps you were chosen to live. A reason unknown.

Joshamee Gibbs

You were cold, Jack hadn't thought of the windy breeze which brought the pearl faster than its usual speed.

Joshamee Gibbs was shaking cold, he thought about starting a fire inside.

Gibbs was standing by the railing, on the main deck.

He noticed you shivering with a fever.

"Lass/lad/y/n, Aye ye best warm up, we be headin inta' unsturdy waters" Gibbs pointed out.

Master Gibbs handed you a blanket, taken from the birth below.

It wasn't a silken, cotton sheet but instead was a light-threaded wool blanket, stolen from a merch ship.

You took the blanket as Master Gibbs started to tell a story.

"Aye, did I ever tell yer about a story between me and sparrah, headin inta tha most deadliest waters" he smiled.

"It be colder than this, men's lives were almost but, we ended up near tha end of the world" he explained.

He was referring to the tale of when he had to get Jack Sparrow from the dead and they sailed through the artic.

You listened full of interest and sat with Master Gibbs, drinking rum.

Phillip Swift

Phillip was forced to be brought along with Jack Sparrow and Syerna.

He was walking with the crew until he noticed you shivering.

Phillip immediately places his coat over your shoulders without any second thought.

One of the crew mates glared at Phillip as he stared worryingly back.

"Just a bit more further" he whispered. "I promise we'll be there soon".

He picked you up and started to carry you to pick up the pace so you weren't greeted with a whip from the cat-o-ninetails.

"I promise, under gods watchful eye, thee shall not harm you" he smiled.

Syrena

Syrena wasn't warm blooded like most humans, her body was adapted to handle cold waters.

Syrena wasn't aware of human temperature until she came turned into one.

She was dragged along with the crew, you were a prisoner, forced to come and find the fountain.

You were shivering for the most part, Syrena took notice.

She placed her hands to yours and said "you shake, your skin is cold".

Syrena, albeit not exactly greatly, wrapped her coat; from which Phillip gave to her. Placing it around your body.

"Your skin should heat up soon" Syrena smiled.

"Keep moving" a crewmate shoved the two of you to keep walking.

You looked up and defended Syrena "It's not her fault".

Syrena looked up to you as if you were her savouir.

Ragetti and Pintel

Ragetti and Pintel were busy looking through all their loot that the crew had just pillaged.

"You's knows, I wonder how's its feels ta be like them fancy people's" Ragetti asked as he picked up diamonds and doubloons.

"Them fancy peacock's ain't know wha's missin" Pintel smiled at all the gold, doubloons and silver.

They both heard someone coming closer, they both peak toward the darkness.

"Avast you's bilgin lubber, we's saw's it first n' therefore it's mine" Pintel growled.

Ragetti kept his gaze focused on the other side.

A person emerged from the darkness which only turned out to just be y/n.

"Wha's you want, bugger off, we's found it first" Pintel warned.

You were shivering cold, your teeth chattered more then anything.

"I-i think she's/he's/they's cold, perhaps runnin' a fever" Ragetti pointed out.

"Well's we ain't gonna give em, any o' our treasure" Pintel greedily said.

Ragetti approached the young member "oi's, you right? Do ye's need ta warm up".

"We's ave a bunch o' stolen coats from them fancy men tha' could elp ya" Ragetti pointed.

You shook your head, as Ragetti grabbed a coating that its sleeves were big with frills hanging out the end.

You took it and wrapped it around yourself.

"You's best not get any ideas" Pintel replied.

You sat down as the two men stared with little to no words.

They wanted the gold but had the feeling you weren't interested in it.

Ragetti perked up "Aye, reminds me of tha time we's were freezin' cold in tha artic briny deep".

"Aye, is that so" you smiled.

"Yea's, I swears I could ear es' teeth chatterin', we weres tha cold" Ragetti smiled.

"Your's chattering were louder than mine!" Pintel argued back.

You smiled at the two attempting to warm you up.

Bootstrap Bill

You were keeping an eye up above the crows nest, you had resurfaced for the first time in years.

Bootstrap was swabbing the deck until he looked up to see you freezing.

He couldn't speak in front of the crew, he had to be smart and keep his thoughts to himself.

He kept to task, feeling bad for your freezing temperature.

When you came down from the crow's nest, Davy had entered into his captains quarters.

Bootstrap Bill quietly and swiftly came to your side "here, take it, you'll need it to survive".

He gave you his wet coat, you took it and wrapped it around yourself before Bill scurried off with his work.

He had to be careful, he didn't want Davy Jones finding out and punishing him with the cat-o-nines whip.

"Careful, kid, keep your wits about you and you'll live" Bill spoke before swabbing the deck again.

Redd the pirate

Redd was wandering the town of Tortuga, a rum bottle in her hand with her red gown flowing in the wind.

Aye, redd was an astonishing pirate, a lass with strong bones and attitude. Many lads when they see her shout "we want the red head".

Her story was a sad tale, one that involved being sold off.

She was a part of Barbossa's old crew from the wicked wench.

She learnt how to fend for herself and shoot when necessary.

One day, redd came across a lonely lass/lad/person who shivered with chills to the bone.

"Aye, freezin temp ain't it" Redd smirked at the newcomer.

"I'd welcome yer ta Tortuga but this don't seem like tha place fer a person like yourself" she winked.

Redd offered you a coat she took from a local "ere', lad gave it ta me as a well--"kind" offer" to put it bluntly, a sailor who mistook her for a wench.

You accepted the warm coat and wrapped it around yourself.

"Aye, be careful out thar, not many sailors be as kind as me" she smiled.

With that, Redd walked off and bid you farewell.

Anamaria

Anamaria was furious, furious at Jack for stealing her ship.

The jolly mon, Jack had taken it and sunk it.

She couldn't forgive him after that.

Anamria noticed how cold you were while she was up at the helm.

Anamria wanted to help instead, she took off her coat and gave it to you.

"Here this'll keep you warm until we reach the island of isla de Meruta" she offered you her brown coat.

You took the coat and wrapped it around you.

You smiled to yourself "thank you".

"It wasn't much, you need to warm up when out at sea, otherwise frost bite gets the best of ya" she walked back to the helm.

You embrace her jacket with a smile and a grateful feeling.

Armando Salazar:

Armando was manning the helm when he saw you.

You were freezing; feeling proud and polite, he approached you with a genuine feeling.

"You look frozen, hm, I could offer you my coat but, that wouldn't do much heh" he smiled.

"Here, this coat is my pride, my possession" he tried to make small talk.

You took it, you couldn't help but think how kind Captain Salazar was being despite his horrible past.

"Once we are free, once I capture Jack Sparrow, I'll set you free" it was unknown if he was lying or telling the truth.

Armando was unpredictable, he lost his mind after he died along with his crew.

You were trapped on his ship for eternity after joining it.

You hoped once Armando was human, he would take you to see the world.

A place that was far from the curses of the sea.

Arabella smith:

Arabella was amongst the crew of Jack Sparrow.

She, Bill and Jack were all in a crew the barnacles.

Arabella had finished speaking with bootstrap Bill, she approached you with the feeling you were freezing.

"These waters ain't kind toward the likes of us" she sat with you.

"Aye, I know but, hopefully, Jack knows what he's doing" you smile.

"He's a witty lad, I can say he's ta be trusted fer now" she had a hope of confidence in her tone.

You and arabella sat around the fire, she began dating Billy Turner as to which Arabella's mother didn't approve.

She was a tough lass, commanding her ship at times and even being on par with Jack Sparrow.

You joined the crew after you heard of Jack's idea, you were the navigator for the barnacle crew.

You kept an eye out for Arabella ever since she found you in Tortuga when she was a waitress at the faithful bride.

Murtogg and mulroy

You were a noble seeking through the docks of Port Royal when you noticed how cold it was.

The guards stood their ground, they bidded you a greeting.

"Evenin' madam/sir/y/n, fine morning ain't it" mulroy greeted.

"As always a fine morning" murtogg agreed.

"Tha's wha I just said" Mulroy argued.

"I know, I was only complementing it" Murtogg replied.

"It's rather cold, don't you think" you noticed the cool breeze.

"Aye, but nothing better than taking a stroll in Port Royal in a fine morning" mulroy replied.

"Right...I'll be on my way as you were gents" you politely smiled.

"Ang' on', ain't-cha feelin' cold" murtogg noticed.

"No, I'm fine really" you didn't want to get in trouble for disturbing the guards.

"Here love, a complimentary gift from us, serving and protecting the fine town" Mulroy gave out a coat; it was from the royal navy.

"Thank you" you replied.

"No problem's, if you sees anyfin' suspicious, give us a yell" murtogg nodded.

You went off with a navy man's coat, little did they know, you were disguised to help captain Jack Sparrow.

Lieutenant Theodore Groves

Groves was busy preparing for his voyage out on the royal navy with commodore Norrington.

However, just as he was about to dock the ship.

He spotted you, shivering, he observed for a moment before approaching you.

"Sir/madam/excuse me, do you need some help" the navy man asked.

"I'm feeling rather cold" you replied.

"Indeed, here, take this, it may help you along your travels" he offered his coat.

"I thank you--" you replied.

"No problem, as we must serve and protect the town of his majesty" Groves looked proud.

You took the coat and smiled before bidding the fine looking man farewell.

"I bid you fare travels sir groves" you smiled.

"Lieutenant, mam/sir/y/n" he corrected.

Anyways that's all I have for now:

Ta Ta ✨️

#pirates of the caribbean #pirates of the caribbean headcanon #potc #potc x reader #pirates of the caribbean x reader #jack sparrow #will turner #joshamee gibbs #jamea norrington #hector barbossa #cutler beckett #Elizabeth swann #davy jones

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So About the New Asides... (Christmas)

Here's just a random list of my thoughts. Just finished the video (What Makes the Perfect Gift?). And oh boy, do I have some THOUGHTS to share.

[I was gonna finish a Intruloceit Crime Boss AU fic thingie as a surprise for a mutual bc why not, but this has me in its grip]

[beware Drunk Character, btw]

Longest post ever, jfc.

Also, I know exactly which people to ask which pairings about. I know who to ask to talk about Dukexiety (@where-are-the-spooky-gays-2), about Intruality (@rataticaisdreaming), about analogince (@disneybrandautism), about Roman in general (@prodigal-explorer and @disneybrandautism), about Prinxiety (@logan-the-artist), etc. etc. etc.

I know people and what they love and their favoured characters. I encourage everyone to infodump and geek out in the comments bc this episode fed us all.

Spoilers below

the lil present animation for the title thingie? cute

Logan waking everyone up and hosting the Secret Santa this time, yusss

Logan is responsible and it shows

"11th hour of beauty rest" -> I love Roman, he's one of my favs

^not this specific line, but can I just say with all of the angst and insecurity and such Roman has, I think I have to add him to my Kin List of Sides that I relate to at some ungodly level (which also includes Remus, Virgil, and Logan. and maybe also Janus)

the pipline to being a Roman kinnie/stan has been WILD okay idk what to tell ya lmao

"master of all kinds of rhythm, except circadian-" yep relating to Roman yet again

Logan's lil pacing in his spot, I call that him stimming and no I don't take criticism on that

^new headcanon unlocked: Logan (like Roman) cannot keep still to a certain degree

Logan and Roman aren't as different as you'd think btw

Virgil being woken up/summoned only by the sudden burst of adrenaline is so canon that I cannot. I CANNOT.

Patton's and Roman's excitement for Secret Santa is everything to me <3

autistic Roman autistic Roman autistic Roman-

"things are a little different this year" -> yeah about that

Serious Grinch Moment(tm)

Logan knowing a lot of medical knowledge makes me think he could have a special interest about it, but that may just be my "autistic Logan go brrr" headcanon nonsense

^...did Patton just indirectly call Logan the Grinch?

^^heart grow in size, he says to Logan... hhhh, I feel the slightest bit of angst vibes from that

"I just stress" -> me core

Roman checking on Thomas, awwww <3

The way Logan sounded when he said Remus' and Janus' names + Virgil's and Roman's reactions to them coming LMAO

"You may all have your feelings about them" -> the way Logan said 'feelings' like it's a plague, mm yeah heheh

Logan is such a f*cking mom, never stop pls

Janus pops like already drunk and Remus pops up all excited, dear frickin god do I love these two specifically

Drunk Janus is my fav thing ever btw

"what's up bro" // "hey..." -> siblings siblings this is my sibling (/ref)

omg Remus just being excited to be there and be included and to hang with his bro, he is so happy to see Roman cause BROTHERS, oh lord creativitwins slfjalkfskafaalkf

"they were right where I left them... in a vat of human excrement" -> I stan him for a reason, don't judge me

^he speaks and I either laugh or relate to it. usually both (no I will not elaborate on what this implies about me lmao)

"courteous laughter" mm yeah

Logan stops Virgil's escape HA

"That everyone will be secretly trying to win at" -> Roman is right and he should say it

"I'm not sharing it with anyone, I'm just showing it off" -> Janus says about his largest wine bottle that he definitely already started drinking from

Patton gets so excited he gets lightheaded

Janus got Patton? heheh moceit nation RISE

^you'll see what I mean when ya watch the episode

^^not just because he got Pat but because of the actual thought and effort he put into the gift

"I thought it was the corpse of a sea lion, but Janus wouldn't let me shake it." // "No, I don't think so. It's too light."

^...h- how does Patton know how much a dead sea lion weighs??

also Roman's reaction is basically "wut the f-"

"I might be mistaken, but I'm not." -> reason 39539 why I love Logan

"A BOX :D" -> Pat. Pat that's not everything.

^Janus being like "keeping opening the boxes" while pretending not to care, hehehe

^^"...you want me to destroy my new box?" -> all I can do is sigh, suddenly understanding why I may relate to Janus

REMUS CANONICALLY CALLED PATTON "DADDY", I-

^Roman's and Virgil's reactions, lmao

can I just say how much Ro and Vi are being the best of buds? like mm, platonic prinxiety is off the charts this episode

Remus' f*cking "whaaaaaaaa-" kills me

Janus just pouring wine into what's supposed to be a tea mug is funny to me

"but for Remus?" -> hey at least Roman knows his brother well enough to know an air fryer isn't exactly a Remus-typical gift idea

"someone they don't really know" but then Patton admitting he should get to know Remus better? hhhhhhh-

^intruality nation, we got fed, god damn

tbh a lot of pairings/ships were shown in some way or another, so I guess we ALL got fed today huh

"chicken fingers?" // "yeah!" // "human fingers" // "yea- hh, wha- wait-"

so many intruality interaction omg (my intruality moot is gonna be so excited, I can't wait to talk about this episode with him)

Remus is gonna experiment with the air fryer, ayyy

"I had Virgil" // "Ah f*ck-"

"with me own hands" -> I will never stop loving Remus

also Remus making Virgil a handmade gift? relatable and also aww, I imagine them as besties but in the dynamic where Virgil is kinda reluctant and Remus will never stop teasing whenever he can

^new headcanon: one of Remus' main love languages is 'i made this weird creative thing for you' and I only relate to him even more (essentially gift-giving but make it BETTER)

Mr. Fuzzy <3

Virgil knowing the inside joke between dork Sides- I mean dark Sides

^okay but just all the dukexiety and creativitwins and anxceitmus moments within seconds of each other in that scene is just aww

Virgil knowing what Remus calls his shower drain alfkjafksk

"I hate that I know that" -> reluctant bestie vibes

all of the analogical moments SENDS me because of how it plays out and how Logan felt hurt before realizing what his gift actually was, mm yeah aksfklsdfskfd

Virgil trying to hint subtly that maybe Logan should read it to see something, but Logan not picking up on the hints

^ngl took me the second watch-through to realize "oh he was trying to hint at him but he didn't pick up on it, like me haha"

^^do I kin Logan, you ask as if there isn't an obvious answer of YES

no wait bc the LOOK Remus gives Logan as he becomes more upset and literally encourages him to get angry and let his feelings out

^okay but why did Remus have to say it like that

Pat this whole episode says someone's name as if he's about to intervene/try to help the situation but then IMMEDIATELY says something about his box(es)

Virgil's sigh, lmao

Logan's passive aggressive sass sends me omg

Logan feeling like he needs to 'reevaluate' himself... hhhhh, the angst fics I could write from this moment alone dear lord

"I had Roman" // "Oh- oh, no-"

^idk why but Roman's reaction hurt me

^^like he doesn't have faith in Logan's gift-giving abilities? and how it seems most of everyone specifically has little-to-no faith in Logan's capacity for compassion/general emotions (except for maybe Janus and Remus, and Thomas bc he's been praising Logan for doing well during it all)

Okay but Thomas praising Logan? oh gawd, my heart-

^working on his relationship with the logical part of him, sfksalfkhskadf

LOGAN'S SIDE EYE TO VIRGIL-

^(he's so petty lmao)

Roman liking his present from him <3

^this reminds of the last Secret Santa they had when Ro made Lo a full-on fanfic of him replacing Watson and working with Sherlock and etc (headcanon: both the twins have their love languages involving their creative merits/talents because they're Creativity)

just generally speaking, gift-giving seems to be pretty high up there on everyone's love language list (in their own ways)

why is Patton not the greatest at gifts

^I take that back because he is putting thought into his gift-giving (though not a lot when it comes to Remus cause he doesn't know him well), though he tends to misread/misunderstand what they'd really like? ...is that a neurodivergent thing? cause like that's a little relatable actually

^^also lmao, I just realized the only people Pat's got as far as the series goes is literally the twins (so maybe he's just not sure how to go about the twins? cause like, he seems to know Logan and Janus and kinda Virgil pretty well, but he seems to struggle with the twins? or is that just me)

"because f*ck that asshole" -> love it when Logan cusses <3

then Remus' reaction, omggg (his lil "for christmas")

The genuine joy on Roman's face when sees Logan put Roman on the dollar bill is EVERYTHING, do ya know how much he gets to be happy? (not a lot, if we backtrack to the last canon episode in which Roman's entire worldview broke, but some of ya aren't ready for that convo yet)

sorry but seeing the now-rare joy on Roman's face, awwww

JANUS SHUT. S H U T.

as soon as Janus speaks, Roman's smile drops and is replaced by upset, hhhhhh

^so the amount of angst fics I can make on that scene alone is very much a high number

Janus is so drunk, jfc (he keeps laughing and the filter is basically gone at this point)

"massive ego" -> see Jannie Boi, I think ya missing the part of him being The Ego and how f*cked up he already is but you keep making it worse & a part of me thinks you know you're making it worse because one of your Big Jobs is to actually protect and nuture the Ego but ya ain't doing ya f*ckin job and Roman's self-esteem and self-confidence seem to be dwindling every time you speak bc he knows ya gonna hurt him again for the millionth f*cking time

^I have a lot of Feels, okay?

"quite the unhinged jaw" -> I see what ya did there (literal snake man)

Jan pours more wine, oh lord here we go

this episode has both made very happy but also hurt me deeply all in one go

Why does Patton sound like he was about to actually defend Roman only to yet again comment on his boxes?

^why do I get the feeling this has something to do with the finale coming soon and also the angst arc that royality is currently going through?

I just realized the twins' spots are next to each other <3

^loving all the twins content this episode, exploring their brother relationship yusss

"yessss, full circle at last" -> He's so f*ckin drunk, oh my god

^he's literally holding onto the wall

also ayy, canonical that Janus hisses in his speech cause ya know. snake.

^the snake traits coming alive this episode

"such a sweetie going through all that effort" -> wait for it

AY HE GOT B*TCHSLAPPED, THAT'S RIGHT MF

he deserved it

Remus' amused "oh" as he enjoys the drama and Roman's passionate "YA GET A B*TCHSLAP, JANUS" is so f*cking delcious

Thomas being like 'what just happened-' as Jan gets slapped is funny to me

"it really is Christmas" -> H A

"won't even share the wine" -> Logan sounds so sad tho

I love how Janus was so impressed with the b*tchslap and how it was executed that he can't even be that upset about it

JANUS GOT PAT A GAG GIFT -> moceit moceit moceit-

^see told ya; Jan was thoughtful with it

"I was getting a bit too catty" -> being self-aware

Pat making a cat pun because of Virgil's hissing <3

Remus being like "nooo, the drama!" lmao

omg omg omg THE ANALOGICAL ENDING skfksfksjdfs

^I make it sound like it's one of many endings to a video game lmao

but srsly, Logan finally ready the newspaper to realize it's actual a puzzle for more puzzles and him being very happy <3

Virgil's evil laughter is legit just him being him, I love this character

okay but Vi knows Lo so well?? they're besties.

"Mr. Detective" from Virgil + Roman's lil smile as he watches Logan be happy with his puzzle(s) cause he knows how much Lo likes mystery (see when he made Lo that Sherlock fanfic) = prinxiety knows Logan very well and now I imagine analogince being a bestie trio of comfort and caring for their nerd

^Analogince has become something I didn't know I wanted until now lmao

"Oh Virgil" -> gay

"and you thought I'd just get you a newspaper" -> alfkjslafskfdslkfs I will never recover

aww Logan's happy smile! he's getting to be happy!!

"Mr. Fuzzy doesn't like being dropped" -> Remus, never stop being you

all the dukexiety content this episode feels my heart with joy because they're Brainrot to me

"how did you know-" // "we're you and also you're kinda easy to read"

^Janus taking offense to Thomas being easy to read bc he's Deceit and Self-Preservation, aka: the combo for Masking

"that's rude" -> idk why but the way Jan said that, it made me go aww

^he's so f*cking drunk at this point (props to Thomas (irl) for all the acting as a drunk character cause it was amazing and realistic as hell)

aww logince moment when Lo asks Ro to help him cause Creativity and Ro's smile

^(to be fair, there's a considerable amount of logince moments but this is the only one I pointed out as specifically logince)

can we talk about Nico's gift to Thomas? a necklace with a Ying-Yang charm and what looks like a rainbow charm?? symbolism heheheh

^many thoughts about the Ying-Yang cause balance and black-and-white mindset changing and etc.; but also the rainbow(?) charm cause GAY

Also, Nico Flores content!!

wait, is the endcard the moment when Nico and Thomas become serious? OMG GUYS Y'ALL, WAIT A SEC-

Janus End Card -> I laughed so hard

This episode was basically Growth, Angst, and Tumblr's Headcanons Get Confirmed.

#asides spoilers #sanders sides spoilers #spoliers #sanders sides #asides #sanders asides #rant #list form of thoughts #oat rants again #like 90% of my headcanons for certain things got confirmed as canon in this episode :D #long post #long ass rant #dear fuckin god #Autistic Roman Trio - we need to talk about Roman in this episode cause goddamn. holy sh*t.#loved this so much #will be obsessing for weeks

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