#It is SHOCKING it is UPSETTING but it is not SUPRISING

[maeamian]

I wish there were better ways to discuss outrage that didn't rely on the same language we use for surprise. It's very tiring to complain about something horrific or that sucks wicked bad and get 'and this surprises you?'

My outrage is not dependent on surprise, it is dependent on my moral code being violated, which happens often enough that I do not find it surprising, but also, I refuse to be numb to my morals.

[mkys-emotes]

could u makes a black cat sitting on a person’s shoulder like a parrot? /nf

mmmmeow!!!!!!

[daffodilsfortomorrow]

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[aerithmybbgmypookiemywife]

Genshin SAGAU where GN! Reader reads a fanfic about them being a sub.

people of tevyat look in horror as a fanfic about you being a sub is released, not knowing you ARE actually a sub. not proofread. also shoutout to @/gameperson23100 (not sure how tags work here im just a tumblr noob so i just did like a twitter thing) they were in my comments on my first post about this and had an idea about a sub reader! i just expanded on it a little :))

Creator! Reader who seems so elegant yet have such an untouchable aura towards them. Everyone praises them for being so mature, for being so calm and collected towards stressfull siturations, everyone fawns over them. Just one glance from their slightly intimidating eyes has their knees trembling. The archons praise them as someone to really look up to, a true pillar of Tevyat.

When fanfictions like the Creator x Reader became popular, there was an unsaid rule that you were the dominant one in the relationship.

So imagine everyones suprise when a book from an anonymous author potraying the Creator as a sub pops up in Inazuma. Yae Miko was suprised this was published unsupervised! She shut it down but it was too late, almost all of its copies were sold! Everyone was baffled at how the author potrayed the Creator, when it came to their duties, the author wrote them perfectly but when it came to the romance between the Creator and whoever the reader is... It was a catastrophe! The Creator? Submissive?? Down on their knees?? Begging?! Getting degraded and liking it?!?!

BLASPHEMY!

People of Tevyat were conflicted at this book, everyone had divided opinions. Some saying that the Creator is a sub, while some saying they are a dom. There are a few people who suggest that the Creator may be a switch but this gets shut down by both sides. It even reached the scholars of Sumeru! With debates turning into heated arguments that escalates into fights.

The archons, except Nahida, were upset at this book as this somewhat taints your image. (although they secretly love the idea of the creator being beneath their feet) The acolytes were also divided and different opinions, with Alhaitham finding it somewhat interesting while Kaeya found it a little hilarious and treated the book like a parody. Xiao on the other hand, had the same opinion as Zhongli, the book may taint your image thus he made it his mission to hunt down the anonymous author. Itto, who got the book from a random stranger he befriended, treated the book like a sacred scripture or a guilty pleasure. He knows it's probably bad but he just can't stop reading it! Wriothesley read the book during tea time, and thought that the idea of the Creator being a sub was possible...

"And that concludes the report on Fontaine." Neuvillette concluded his report. You only hummed in response as you looked around the room. the Archons were there and some acolytes were also present in the meeting. You felt as if they have something they want to ask but is holding themselves back.

'...Is it about the book...? Fuck, why did it have to be so accurate...' you thought.

You cleared your throat, "I'm sure all of you are aware of a certain book going around." you spoke up, their minds started scrambling, thinking that you would be upset and angry that they haven't found the author yet. "Your Grace, we are all working hard to hunt down the author and imprison whoever they are." Zhongli spoke up, you shook your head.

"No need, it's... An interesting book." you told them, you cleared your throat again, trying to ease your embarrassment. That book ended on a cliff hanger too! No way in hell were you going to imprison the author after writing an accurate potrayal of you!

Everyone didn't show it in their face but they were shocked, but even more shocked at how red your ears are while you tried to keep a calm face. Did this mean that you didn't mind the potrayal of the book about you?! Or are you truly a sub?! Do you just like the book?! What is it???!! HOW IS IT INTERESTING??!!? Their minds were filled with unanswered questions.

Word spread to Tevyat really fast, and as soon as they heard that you called the book interesting, it just added more fuel in the debates about you being a sub or a dom. Like two groups in the same fandom fighting for their non canon ship! The book would still be treated like an illegal book, a guilty pleasure.

[auroreliis]

what if reader had k*lled someone before and the batfam (yandere) dis not know like «I dont need your damn protection» reader said to the batfam «but the world is so dangerous out there and your just a baby» the batfam said to reader « B!TCH I have k*lled someone the f you mean im a baby?!?» the batfam with horrified expresion «WHAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!»

That last little part is a funny little over dramatic way it might go.

Oh, you are COOKED. (Do pardon my use of brainrot language...)

CW: mentions of murder...obviously

The first thing they do is isolate you in a room and keep you there for a while until they figure out what to do with you (and so you can think about what you've done).

What happens next? Therapy sessions, which they all agreed on.

Don't worry, you will tell them everything, specifically Bruce, since he's the one carrying out the therapy sessions.

"Why did you kill that person?"

"How do you feel about it now?"

"Do you regret it?"

"How do you feel after our conversation?"

He pities the person you ended up killing and feels a little disappointed. A life was taken by you, an innocent person's life. He didn't raise you like this, did he...?

However, he also pities you. Unless you are trained to kill someone, it breaks you. He's seen it so many times, people commiting murders and then panicking, breaking down, because they couldn't live with the consequences of their actions.

You're a mere civilian, how could you ever have been exposed to that kind of environment? How could he let this happen? No, it is his fault for waiting so long before saving you from the world. He will teach you why it's wrong. He will make sure you heal and never take another life again. After all, it is his job as your father to guide you in life.

That's right, the only reason you could've done it is because you didn't know any better. You are a mere child in this old, cruel world, after all.

In the end, he holds himself accountable. He should've done better. He should've protected you better from the cruel world you live in.

Dick would be shocked. His little birdie, his angel, killed someone? Impossible. You're so innocent, like a baby, so how could this be true? He would take some time off to come to terms with the fact that you're not the kind of person he expected. When he comes back, after a week, he seems slightly distant.

With time, following your therapy sessions, he will return to his normal, clingy, annoying self. However, you can't help but wonder why he was acting so weird that one week.

Despite the fact that he also kills people, Jason is incredibly suprised and disappointed after hearing that you killed someone. Unlike everyone else, he feels anger. You're so young, so innocent, you grew up in a place where murdering someone was not necessary, so why would you do it? He doesn't kill people because he wants to, he only does it because he needs to. But you didn't need to do it.

That's what upsets him most. You chose to do it. You willingly took a life.

Despite being so hurt, so broken, he still feels an ounce hesitation when killing people, so how come you, someone who didn't go through what he did, could kill someone in a situation that wasn't even self-defense? Nothing could possibly justify it! And here you are, proudly announcing it to them. You should be ashamed.

He kills murderers, so what should he do with you? Does that make you as bad as the criminals he kills? God, he doesn't even want to think about it.

Jason won't get over it for at least a month. He'll be very distant around you and won't be seen smiling for a long time. Towards you exclusively, his behaviour becomes incredibly bitter. In fact, he's the one who most strongly encourages Bruce to carry out the long, grueling therapy sessions. He really thinks it'll do you good...

Tim's reaction would be more mild than expected. He would certainly feel uncomfortable with the fact that you seemingly feel not an ounce of guilt or regret. However, he wouldn't change his behaviour too much for too long.

During the first week, he'd be a bit more careful with his affection towards you. No, it's not because he's scared. He simply wants to observe you and see how effective the therapy sessions are. If he feels that your attitude towards murder hasn't changed, he would encourage Bruce to be more intense during the therapy sessions.

He would be more careful with the activities he offers you, since Bruce called a meeting with everyone to establish more rules, those being directed at Tim mostly. Tim's "cool, lenient older brother"-act needs to change.

From now on, no crime films or shows (especially not any violent ones), no crime documentaries, no crime or detective books, no vular language, no threats towards anyone or anything and for at least 14 months, no leaving the manor.

This change will probably be permanent.

[kacievvbbbb]

Spectacular, give me fourteen of them right now

Failed to think up modern goth fam scenarios, but this one’s for @kacievvbbbb anyway because I do blame them for the concept of post-canon Mihawk’s Home for Displaced Pirates. (Building off of this fic)

Besides King, who else might wind up there? I don’t really know what’s going on with him in canon, but the answer is obvious: Moria! Perona’s already living on Kuraigana part time/most of the time, so eventually she’d drag her original adoptive dad there.

Of course she wouldn’t tell him it’s Mihawk’s island. Just that there’s this great spooky island with plenty of room and huge graveyards and she loves it and she knows he’ll love it, too. Moria doesn’t put it together that it’s Kuraigana until they’re already there. Perona has absolutely done this on purpose. He really should have seen it coming.

Mihawk isn’t thrilled but he doesn’t object. There’s plenty of room, after all (and he knows Perona will be insufferable if he said no). He does enforce pretty strict rules about fighting among the inhabitants. They can leave their past grievances behind if they want to stay here. No one really wants to mess with Mihawk (or Zoro when he's around).

The first few days go fine, but Perona has forgotten a very crucial aspect to the side of the castle Moria is living in: King. Objectively she knows Moria suffered a crushing defeat from Kaido, and that King was certainly by his side, but it’s not like it’s personal, right? There’s no fighting allowed on the castle grounds, except where training and sparring is permitted. Nothing could ever possibly go wrong.

It’s probably dumb luck that King and Moria don’t run into each other at first. Then one morning Moria walks into the study to find Perona and King in the middle of one of their hair braiding sessions, and all hell breaks loose.

Moria is shrieking, King is yelling, Perona is screaming. She’s never seen Moria so motivated to actively harm someone when it breaks out into an actual fight. Her negative hollows won’t work on them.  Moria simply cannot stand the sight of someone like King being anywhere near Perona. That’s his daughter!!!!

Mihawk has to break it up. Mihawk, all 6 foot something of him, getting between King and Moria, both 20 feet tall.  

He throws them outside and essentially puts them in time out. Perona is sobbing. Mihawk is seriously reconsidering this entire operation. Neither of them really have anywhere to go, though, so he has to think of consequences to quell this sort of behavior. Exactly what he’s been hoping to avoid.

I figure Mihawk’s brand of punishment is just manual labor, but most of the castle residents already pitch in with gardening and farming… so he probably puts them on kitchen duty together. It’s the one room best equipped to handle King’s flame if he gets pissed, and Moria hates doing any kind of menial work at all. 

Forcing them to peel potatoes and carrots and wash grapes (under Perona’s supervision) until they’re united in their anger against Mihawk instead of each other works pretty well, actually. Crisis averted.

(Also wondering if we should throw the Seraphim in there somewhere, too, since again Kuraigana is just a big chill island where they could maybe learn to be people and not live under scrutiny. And let King suffer a mental breakdown over them in privacy. Moria has no idea what to do with a kid murder robot version of himself. Perona treats them like her minions and then eventually like little siblings.)

[kalims]

kiss your best friend | octavinelle

kiss your best friend and see how they react!

parts. one, two, three, four, five, six, seven

characters. azul, jade, and floyd

cw. red flagged eels

note. forgot that this lil' series existed oops. reader is yuu in floyd's

azul ashengrotto

full on yelps lmao

he's visibly shaking as he pushes you away with a gaping mouth that doesn't know whether to stay closed or question what the hell just happened.

if anything his glasses would've broken from the pink shade of his face and the steam out of his ears. but alas.. that is simply not possible realistically.

he's prolly like: what does this mean?! azuls tearing out his hair and grinding his teeth in his mind aggressively because let's face it; what does it mean? why on earth would you.. kiss him for no reason at all?!

you slump. "sorry, uhm,, let's just forget about this yeah?" you sigh. taking in his petrified face and shaking limbs as a sign of shock, and fear. you slap yourself in the face. stupid (name)

but azul peels off the hands on your face and displays a face that is a mixture of embarrassment and shyness. he just pulled out the courage out of his ass after seeing you upset.

and the last thing I want is you thinking that it is a mistake. he thinks. technically it is a mistake but... you get the point.

he doesn't know how to comfort you and just stands there like 🧍‍♂️

azul will start crying if you actually think it's a mistake.

jade leech

jade rn: 😲

you sure do know how to catch him off guard with the element of suprise. usually something as trivial as romance and,, kissing would have him tailing it out the room but he can say that was surprisingly pleasing.

pretends nothing happened to mess with you, literally enjoys your nervous glancing and distraught face.

🚩

but eventually tells you to warn him as you short circuit at the word 'next time' by the near end of his sentence. he really likes to mess with you.

joked aside he really does see whatever obsession ordinary humans have with the physical touch thing.. he can even say he feels a little greedy to keep you to himself.. you know maybe drag you to—

🚩🚩🚩🚩

oh well. to the unfortunate of others he seems way too happy. he's practically chasing everyone off with an eery smile behind you even if they so tried to converse with you.

here you got a happy, big, tall, scary, protective eel man who's obsessed in love.

floyd leech

it's insane how casual his response is.

and a little concerning to be honest, it feels like you guys don't even need a label to be doing whatever together. and it felt like that from the start 👁

he just smiles really wide, showing off his sharp teeth, picks you up and hugs you in the air with a joyous face.

which would have been cute if he didn't practically demand you for more!! if you had a hundred madol for every time floyd had started asking you for a kiss after the first one you'd be rich.

your lips actually feel numb and at some point you had started hiding because you are going to go insane if he asks for another. floyd is around the corner? you're shoving yourself into deuce's locker as you leave your poor friend to deal with floyd's; "have you seen shrimpy?"

you feel bad, of course. hiding from your practically boyfriend with no label but he really doesn't give you a break.

ahem 🚩 hearing "shrimpyy!!~" is like the omen for a tiring day.

we have a happy, big, tall, scary, protective eel man who's even more obsessed in love.

prank successfully failed??

[priincessboy]

long awaited doodle ranking.

#14 rose kan marriage

#13 heartbroken becqueral

#12 sneaky jake

#11 weird bug thing

#10 flustered dave

#9 dejected jegbert

#8 emo maplehoof

#7 bleh :p

#6 dirk in anguish

#5 suprised jake

#4 upset jane

#3 shocked roxy

#2 lil cal picking nose

and the winner is....

#1 HAMPSTER DIRK

based on silly levels :3

all of these are from @repliiku !!!! check them out they're an amazing artist :)

[pshwrldd]

Sorry… part 2

>< pairings…: minghao!ceo!husband! X female!reader

. ^^ Genre : fluff.

**warnings: skinship, kissing (lmk if i missed anything!!)*

Part 1. Part 2

‼️NOT PROOFREAD‼️

It’s been a week since the both of you fought. You can't help but remember what occurred that night, but you attempted to forget and push aside those thoughts as whenever the thought comes in mind, you' feel like tearing up, which will make Minghao worry. But it seems like luck is on your side because today minghao had apparently planned a surprise for you. He told you to dress casual and comfortable. Despite being slightly upset at him, you couldn’t help but follow his request and feel excited.

you followed what he told you, wearing a simple sage green sweater and white jeans. After getting ready, you sat on the couch waiting for minghao impatiently, excited for the suprise. Just as you were gonna call him out, he appeared out using a coat whith a white dress shirt underneath and jet black pants holding his phone and and car keys. You can’t help but stare as the beautiful figure infront of you. The way his dress shirt outlines his toned chest and body. You snapped out of your spell when u heard minghao chuckled then saying,

“Sweetheart? You fine? You look like you’re gonna drool”

You returned his statement with a glare and stood up,

“are we leaving yet?”

you walked towards the doorway and exited the house as minghao hummed in response. As you were walking towards the car, you suddenly saw minghao jogged past you to open the car door for you. You smiled softly feeling touched at that simple gesture. You entered the car and closed the door as minghao walked to the drivers seat.

You were silent throughout the whole car ride. You leaned againts the seat of your husband’s black austin martin. You stared out the window the whole car ride, feeling a bit guilty for getting mad at minghao. Minghao realised your silence and decided to break it,

“sweetheart? Are you alright?”

you turned ur head to him and nodded with a smile,

“yep, all fine, just excited”

*‼️readers pov‼️*

when i arrived to your destination, i unbuckled my seatbelt and was about to exit the car when minghao stopped me.

“wait, i need you to close ur eyes”

i looked at him confused and exited the car, following what minghao requested, i closed my eyes. I felt a pair of hands on my shoulder as he lead me to out final destination.

as i thought this would go on forever, i felt minghao’s grip on my shoulders tighten signalling me to stop walking. Then minghao removed his hands and whispered,

“baby… you ready for the suprise? You can open your eyes now”

end of reader pov‼️*

you opened ur eyes nervously, not knowing what to expect. As you opened your eyes, you were greeted with a beautiful picnic set up with a mini tent and fairy light all around it. There were your favourite comfort snacks and a bouquet of your favourite flowers, tulips. You turned to minghao shocked and immediately hugged him tightly, pressing him againts your body. Minghao chuckled at your reaction and hugged you back.

“you like it hmm?”

“are you seriously asking me that now hao? I love it, so much.” You replied placing a soft kiss on minghaos lips. From that night on, you knew, minghao’s apologies were real.

nanas love note: I DEFINITELY DID NOT CRIED WRITING THIS😖 this is probably the longest yet sweetest one yet. Prob one of my favourite works now. Ik i said on Tuesday but SUPRISE<3💗 ANYWAYS AS PER USUALL, gotta give my special thanks to @icyy-hoon for helping me with this MASTERPIECE🫶🏻 i hope you like it and for those who haven’t read part 1, GO READ IT‼️

Taglist<3 : @jaysng @amorek1m @icyy-hoon @jakesangel @mr-jypark

[saphirafoxgirlspost1]

(Open Rp) Danny Phantom: The Ultimate Enemy in “The Angel and the Devil”

It all Started, after the Explosion of the Nasty burger. Saphira’s Good friend Danny Lost his sister, his parents, his friends, and His teacher...She was in the Human Disguised..at the Funeral..She sees danny upset and heartbroken..She hugs him and tell him that she’s sorry for the loss as a comfort..but then week later, Saphira Visit Vlad masters home where danny is now living with him...She sees danny Being strapped on while asleep with a sleeping gas mask on it...She looked at him and she change into a Goddess form and said..

Saph: “What happen to danny??” Vlad masters:” He..wasn’t so well..he’s in pain emotionally...now i have to tell you..I’ve decided to remove his ghost...I don’t want his burden to Dragged him down.” Saphira: *gasp*” Vlad Don’t!..His Ghost is pretty unstable and IT Will attack you..or worse...*Sighs* but if you insist..” Vlad: “Thank you my dear friend..” Saph:” But Be warned Vlad Masters, If you Proceed to remove his ghost..there’s going to be consequences...and trust me..you’re going to be shocked..”

She said as she began to leave the manor and began to Ride her horse Out of there...but Half way far...She hears the Screams Of dannys Ghosts as she gasp..and began to Ride off her horse In fear..She close her eyes..and sees him as she gasp..and said “Oh shit...we are serious trouble...I must leave and return in 10 years..” She began to ride off to the swamps right passed the amity park..She called valerie to keep an eye out on fentons home and she will return when 10 years is up...Then Saphira Disappeared into the Shadows...

10 years later..

The Night where Saphira returns to Amity park..Saphira Spotted the city Where it was Domed and Protect by the ghost shield..

her eyes:

Part Of the cities Is turn into ruins...as she rides off quickly before “He” Finds her..as she made it to the city after she went through the Ghost shield..She Rides to fentons Home while wearing a Lovely White Angelic Cloak made of White fur and gold threads..She dismount her horse and began to go onto the Front Door and Knock on it and she said,”Valerie...valeria are you awake? I’m here..its me..Saphira..may i Come in?..” When the Door is opened and Valrie was suprised that saphira was still young and beautiful..So she lets her in..and she said to her” How’s everything for the past 10 years since i vanished? what happen to the city?” then..She told her that it was Horrible when that ghost destroys the part of the city and saphira realized he was looking for her and she said,” He’s been Looking for me...and he thought i was here..but i wasn’t..If he finds out i’m here..He’s going to break the ghost shields one way or another..” She was scared...But the next day..Valerie gave her the watch just to communicate with her..Saphira thanked her very much..but then During the day.She got called by Someone, She answers..and she saw darkness with two red eyes..She went pale...It was him..and he said With a calm and Seductive voice.....

[cheezeybread]

I'll do some Ace angst. Picture him pulling Yuu aside to vent about not having signature spell. he does admit that its pretty hypocritical he's complaining about not having his own spell to someone that doesn't have magic at all. but he feels like Yuu is the only one he can really talk to about it. Probably says he feels like Deuce is leaving behind and seeing all the others first years have spells doesn't make him feel any better.

ACE ANGST ACE ANGST ACE AN-

not proofread, ofc, because I'm not a nerd and Mama also raised a lazy sissy-

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A signature spell is very personal to a mage. This was one of the very first topics covered in Professor Trein's class regarding magic's history. Signature spells were a sign of power, since only capable magic-users could cultivate one, and they were deeply ingrained in a mage's spirit. They showed the personality of a mage, showed their beliefs, what they would fight for, who they would die for.

Ace knew all of this.

He wasn't too worried with getting his own spell, at first. He was just a freshman, after all! None of his other freshmen peers had their own signature spells, and with the giant ego Ace had, he just assumed he'd find out what his spell was sooner rather than later.

But then Jack revealed that he already had his signature spell, allowing him to transform to his beast form without the use of an illegal Transformation potion.

That was alright, Jack was a try-hard in every sense of the word. Ace shrugged it off and teased the Beastman relentlessly on various wolf-slang. Wow, Jack, you're such an alpha, so red-pilled-

But then Deuce found his spell. A spell that let him take abuse from his attackers and pile-drive it back onto them.

That was fine, right? Deuce was determined to be an Honors student now for his mother and poured all of his effort into learning and being a better person. Ace could let his friend have a win without being sore about it, for sure.

Epel found his after he and the Prefect left to find the Housewardens plus Jamil. He was so excited to show off his new spell to Ace and the others once they were all back at school, wrapping his friends up in a protective coffin and lifting them up into the air before unceremoniously dropping them.

That was....that was okay. Epel's spell saved the Prefect, after all. He couldn't be too upset about it, right?

But Sebek and Silver had their own signature spells, too. Which wasn't too suprising, in hindsight, given their status as Diasomnia students.

But it...it started to hurt a bit.

And as the days wore on, as Ace had time to sit and stew on his newfound place as the only Freshmen in his friend group to not have a Signature Spell....he only got more upset over it.

"Hey, Carrot-top, you coming or not?" Deuce called out, his voice loud enough to be heard over the bustling crowd of students in the hallway. "Mm..." Ace was uncharacteristically mellow, as he had been for the past day or so. He glanced over at Deuce, with Epel and Jack alongside him. They were planning on going off-campus for a shopping trip, hoping to convince Sebek and Silver to join in with them, as well. "Yeah, I think I'll pass," He said with a casual shrug, balancing his textbooks in the nook of his arm.

"Oh-" Epel looked surprised "Are you sure? Why not? We were gonna go to an ice cream shop after- don'tcha love ice cream?"

Ace only tilted his head to the side as he shrugged again "Sorry, I got a lotta homework. You know how Housewarden Rosehearts gets about homework."

"Well, I have a lot of homework, too," Deuce started, glancing at Epel and Jack before stepping towards Ace "I should stay, too-"

"NO!" Ace cried out, lifting up a free hand to shove Deuce's chest lightly. Seeing the look of shock and confusion on his friend's face, Ace cleared his throat, trying to sound a little more agreeable "Sorry, I just- I know how much you were looking forward to this whole thing. Go on, I'll see you guys later."

He was being strangely nice and unusually solemn, his friends knew that, and Ace knew that they knew that. He didn't really care, though. And, like he thought, they eventually gave hushed goodbyes and made their way through the hall and out of the building.

As soon as they were out of sight, the careless smile that Ace had forced onto his face vanished and was replaced by a small scowl. He turned on his heel and walked to the other exit of the building, walking around the edge of the campus to avoid running into his friends again.

He was behind the Library, kicking clumps of dirt up from the ground with every step, when he heard a voice call out to him.

"Ace!" Oh, what fun! It was the Prefect!

Despite his innate desire to remain in a bad mood, Ace couldn't help but feel a slight relief at the sight of them. His scowl lifted into a tight-lipped, hesitant smile "Hey, Prefect!" He held up a finger gun to them, attempting to sound light-hearted. But his voice instead came out wavery, almost pained.

As the magicless student approached closer, they reached out an arm and locked it with Ace's, causing the boy to roll his eyes. Y/N always did enjoy holding onto him in some way since they became friends. It was almost second nature to hold hands or interlock arms while walking.

"So, what's wrong?" Was the first thing they asked, not bothering to tiptoe around the subject.

"Nothing." Ace tried. But of course, that wouldn't work around them. They knew him too well.

"Bullcrap," Y/N said "You were supposed to go shopping with the others today, and instead, you're over here ruining a perfectly good lawn. Plus, Deuce said you had homework to do, so why aren't you doing that?" They tugged on Ace's arm, making him stop, and spun around to look at him better "You've been acting off for a while now. Tell me what's wrong so I can help you. Please."

There was a moment of silence between the two. Y/N, staring intently at Ace, their eyes full of concern and worry for their friend. Ace, looking everywhere but at the Prefect, his mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water.

Then his eyes started to tear up, and before he could stop himself, Ace was crying. A big, heaving mess of a sobbing boy. He held his hands up to his face, trying desperately to wipe away his tears as they fell, to no avail. He hated being like this, especially in front of his friends. He hated crying in general- it was something he thought of as ugly, as something only sissies did. He liked to think he was so strong, so tough, that he wouldn't let anything get him to this point. He was embarrassed, ashamed to be seen like this in front of Y/N.

But to his surprise, he felt them wrap their arms around his back, and Ace leaned down, burying his face into their shoulder and holding them back as tightly as he could, making a mess of their already ratty uniform.

"It's not fair!" He choked out, his voice muffled "I want to have a special spell, too! Why am I the only one who doesn't have one yet? Am I not good enough? Am I not a strong enough mage? Even- Even Epel found his spell before me, and he saved- he saved your life! I can't compete with that, I can't be as strong and as good as everyone else! I'm gonna be as weak as- I'm gonna be powerless. I'm going to be as useless to other people as you are!"

Y/N didn't say anything in response, or maybe they did and Ace just couldn't hear them over his cries. Regardless, once he finally managed to calm down enough to only have a few tears roll down his cheeks, silent as he could get in the situation, The Prefect put their hands on his shoulders and pulled him away, looking him in the eyes.

They looked at him with not pity, nor anger at his apparent insult- as Ace had thought they would- but a knowing face, and a small smile.

"Ace," They started, lifting up their hands and cupping Ace's face in their hands, wiping away the streaks of tears with their thumbs "Is that why you've been so upset? It's not a race to see who can find their own spells first. It's something that comes naturally. It's a coin toss to see who gets it first. It all...depends on the situation, from what I can see."

They glanced to the side quickly before they dropped their hands, locking their elbow with Ace's again and beginning to walk, this time more slowly "Deuce wouldn't have found out his spell for a while if Epel hadn't of said a certain phrase to him, and he wouldn't have known to use it if Vil didn't overblot. Epel wouldn't have found his spell if we hadn't ran off together to do something incredibly dangerous and incredibly reckless...Silver and Sebek don't count, though, since they had a literal war hero as their teacher. And Jack is just...Jack." Ace finally stopped crying completely, and was instead left with shuddery breaths.

"I'm sorry- sorry I called you useless-" he tried to start, but the Prefect interrupted him.

"No, you had a point. In battle, I am useless. I can't use magic at all...But trust me, Ace, you'll find out your Signature spell, too. And you know what?" There was a mischevious look in Y/N's eyes.

"...What?" Ace asked, wiping his face with his free hand.

"I bet your spell will be even cooler that theirs. They'll be, like, totally jealous."

Sniffing, he smiled weakly "You think so?"

"I know so, buddy," Slapping Ace on the back, the Prefect pulled him into another hug "You've been one of my best friends since I've been here, and you protect me whenever you can. You're one of the strongest guys in this school, and don't let anyone tell you anything different, alright?"

"Alright."

"Awesome- now, come on, I'm gonna beat your ass in basketball after you called me a lame, useless nobody."

Ace made a noise as Y/N yanked on his hand "Wait, I didn't say all that, and you said-"

"Too late, prepare to get your butt handed to you in your own sport!"

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[justasillylittlecritter]

Devotion

a/n: hi! thank you guys sm for the support on my last piece of writing! i am thinking about opening up requests, so if you guys have a request, then feel free to send it in! I'm only taking marauders requests at the moment tho! I will write poly!fics, x reader, and maybe smut depending on how i feel! thanks again!

Remus Lupin x reader

Content Warning: 18+, almost smut but not smut, and fluff :) lemme know if there are any other content warnings that should be added

Remus Lupin was the perfect gentleman. He knew when to say please and thank you. He offered to carry his friend's books. He held open doors for others and said good morning to everyone who came and went. He had these manners drilled into him as a child. He even reminds James when he should say please and thank you, and he gets on to Sirius when he says something rude. Remus Lupin happened to be a perfect guy in general. Obviously, he is not without his faults, but he is at least mindful and caring.

Knowing this, it still shocks you when he asks if he can help you while kneeling on the ground. His wide hazel eyes looking up into your suprised eyes with his hands on your hips.

It's dizzying to even think how you got into this situation. Remus and you were assigned together on a project for transfiguration. You both had decided it was best to work in his room. Remus and you were close friends up until now. Sometimes, you had wished you were more than friends, but you normally discard those thoughts almost immediately so as not to ruin your friendship. As of late, though, you seem to find yourself thinking about him more in a less friendly manner. Some of these thoughts have turned into dreams of a sexual nature. This has left you sexually frustrated in all the wrong ways. At this particular moment, your eyes happened to land upon Remus's hands as they were writing. His hands are quite big, and his fingers are long and slender. With that being said, you begin to get lost in thought. You hadn't really even noticed you were staring until Remus spoke up, "Hey, are you okay? You've been spacey all day."

There he goes again with being the perfect gentleman. Concerned for your well-being while looking at you with the softest eyes anyone has ever laid upon you. You hadn't even realized you were staring until now. You felt a pink heat rise to your cheeks as you turned around and muttered that you're fine. Remus had decided to let it be. That was until you both had accidentally touched hands while reaching for something, and you had flinched and backed away. He looked at you as if he hurt you. He opens his mouth as if to ask you something but falters until he finds the courage to speak up, "Okay, something is up with you, and i want to know what's bothering you. I didn't do anything to make you uncomfortable, did i?"

There he goes again. Sometimes, you wish he wasn't so kind. Maybe you would be able to tell him your thoughts a little easier if he wasn't such a good person. You looked up at him, and he was staring at you with such tenderness in his eyes. You could look into his eyes all day if he kept looking at you like that. You proceed to softly whisper, "I'm just...frustrated right now, and i can't quite focus." You put your book down and stand up to walk around and to try and get those thoughts out of your head. "Why are you frustrated? Did i do something to make you upset? I apologize if i did." He states. He hesitates slightly and says, "Is there anything i can do to make up for it?" You just stand there staring at him in disbelief. You don't quite understand the insecurity in his voice when he apologized. Why does he feel the need to apologize for something he did not do? You look at him as if he is the world, and you hope he understands what it means. You scoff before answering, " You didn't do anything. I just...I can't stop thinking about you." You barely whisper that last part. You continue, "I have just been having thoughts that lead to me being frustrated. You don't have to apologize for anything." You look down at your feet, too embarrassed to look him in the eye.

"What kind of thoughts?" This question shocks you a little, and you don't know how to answer it without potentially ruining a good friendship. You hesitate to answer, and Remus notices this. He gets up and walks to where you are standing. His hand meets your face and brings your head up to look him in the eyes. He lets out a breathy whisper, "Please - just please tell me." And with that, you try to look away but end up being drawn back by the soft look he is giving you. With a warm blush rising onto your cheeks again, you let out a whisper, "the thoughts are - sexual." And with that, Remus lets go of your face and drops to his knees. His hands find purchase upon your hips and those soft and kind eyes of his look up into yours from where he is kneeling. He proceeds to ask, "Please, can i help?" He has always been the perfect gentleman, yet this still shocks you. You say in a breathy whisper, "Yes, please." You always knew he was a perfect gentleman, but you really learned that night how he is perfect in more ways than one.

[soiwj]

Final Goodbye

Cheating!Arlecchino x Wife!fem!reader

This is based on a dream I had!

Request here!

Synopsis: Arlecchino comes home after midnight with a lipstick stain on her collar.

Another late night, and Arlecchino hasn't come home yet. You were starting to have unwanted doubts about her having someone else while waiting for her.

The dinner you made has already gone cold. She could've at least notified you about being late.

It was past midnight, you heard the sound of a door unlocking. It's Arlecchino, her face as stern as usual, her hair was oddly messy and.. was that a lipstick stain on her collar?

"I'm home." She said before walking in with a cold expression.

You look up from the cold food towards her. You see the lipstick stain on her collar, but it doesn't suprise you. You look sadly into her eyes as you ask, "Do you love me?"

Her shoulders tensed for a moment, her stoic demeanor returned.

"Don't ask pointless questions like that."

Arlecchino took off her jacket, hanging it on the coat rack before going to the dining table. She's avoiding your gaze on purpose.

You ignore her cruel words. "Please look at me, Arle. Do you love me?"

Arlecchino's eye narrowed, finally looking at you with a deadpan expression.

"Why are you asking me that all of a sudden? Of course I do, I did marry you after all."

She replied with an oddly cold tone.

"Have you noticed the state you're in right now?"

"My state?"

She said, looking at you with a slightly annoyed look. She didn't quite understand what you're getting at. To her, she looked like she always did after work.

"Your collar."

Arlecchino's hand unconsciously goes to her collar, a surprised look on her face when she notices what you meant.

"Ah."

Instead of trying to find a way to come up with an excuse, her face solidifies as she says,

"Is that it? You're getting riled up because of a simple lipstick stain?"

"It's not the stain im upset at? It's whatever you were doing that caused you to get it." You say, tears starting to form.

Her face darkened, clearly displeased at the implications in your words.

"That I was doing? There's nothing 'I was doing'. I was just at work, if that's what you're thinking."

Arlecchino lied through her teeth as always, hiding her guilt with her cold expression.

"Then please, Arle. Tell me how you magically got a lipstick stain on your collar because of working. Was there an occupation change im not aware of?" The words come out of your mouth as you grit your teeth.

Her lips pressed into a thin line, clearly not expecting your persistent questioning today.

Arlecchino tried to come up with a believable excuse, but her mind went blank. She looked at you in an almost silent challenge.

"Maybe, I spilled some of my tea on my collar, you don't know."

You rub your forehead at the irredeemable explanation your wife just gave you. "Please, tell me who it was."

Her eye twitched, clearly caught off guard by your blunt question. She averted her gaze, refusing to answer.

"There's nobody, I'm telling you, nobody, so just let this go."

"I will not. Im tired of being a second choice. I am your WIFE. You married ME. Am I not giving you enough love? To the point where you run into someone elses arms?"

"You-"

Her eye narrowed, feeling irritated by what she perceived as an unfair accusation.

"Run into someone else's arms? You're being ridiculous. Just because of a small, insignificant stain you're assuming I'm cheating on you?"

"Yes! What else would it be? How else would that get there? If it wasn't true, you'd be able to give me a proper explanation!"

She fell silent at your words, her eyes narrowing to a glare.

"And what if it is true?"

Arlecchino's words were cold and blunt, almost as if she's challenging you.

You're shocked at what she says. Tears spill from your eyes as you stare blankly at the wall.

Seeing your expression, Arlecchino felt a pang of guilt in her chest, but she tried to bury it with her cold mask.

"Wipe your tears. There's no need to be dramatic and cry."

She said in a cold, almost sarcastic tone. Arlecchino knew she was treating you cruelly, but she couldn't bring herself to stop.

You throw the plates off the table against the wall, making them shatter. "You don't deserve the food I make you, nor the affection I hold for you."

Her eyes widened a little at the sound, her mouth pressed in a thin line.

"Careful now, you don't want to act like a child."

Arlecchino's expression was dark, her stare cold and challenging, she's not someone to be pushed around with threats.

"Why would you do this to me? It's clear you don't love me enough to stay with me? Am I not worthy of your love? Not as worth it as this other woman?"

Her eyes darkened, a bitter feeling rising in her chest at your words. She wanted to deny it, to say that your doubts were unfounded.

"You, stop acting like I'm the only one in the wrong. It's not like you didn't make me unhappy either. There's a lot to be desired from your end too."

"That is not an excuse to run off with someone else. But pray tell, what do you think I did that is so bad it drove you off to someone else?"

"You're so naive and clingy, not to mention you barely help around the house. You're basically a freeloader. I'm also not too happy with your behavior around the children, either."

Arlecchino went on and on with her complaints while listing everything that she thought you did wrong. Some of them didn't even make sense, mostly just an excuse to avoid talking about the affair.

"Why did you marry me, if you're just gonna end up being with someone else behind my back."

"Do you think I know?"

Arlecchino suddenly snapped, her temper flaring. She hated to be pushed into a corner, especially by someone who she's supposed to love.

"Who knows why I ended up marrying you in the first place when there's plenty of other fishes in the sea? Are you so delusional that you think you're special to me?"

"Clearly, I am. No, I was. Not anymore."

Something in her snapped as your words struck a nerve.

"I wish I knew that before I married you."

Arlecchino started to advance towards you with a predatory step, a dangerous look in her red eyes.

"You're too clingy, too naive, too helpless. If you ask me, you're more of a burden, not quite someone I'd call special."

You can't even be mad anymore. The sadness and desperation take over as the tears start flowing. "I hate you. Arle." I start walking towards the front door, clutching the necklace she gave you around your neck.

Arlecchino's eyes were wide, not expecting that you're trying to just walk away like this. She instinctively reached out a hand towards you but stopped herself last minute.

"Wait, you're not seriously leaving, are you? Just like that?"

She's supposed to feel nothing, she shouldn't care about how you're just trying to leave her after being hurt by her infidelity, and yet the sight of you walking away is bringing up something in her chest, something that felt a lot like fear.

"What else am I supposed to do, Arlecchino? Clearly, 'in sickness and till death' doesn't mean anything to you. You don't love me. I do, but you don't. I don't wanna live that way."

Something in her twitched angrily as your words hit her painfully in the chest. She could practically feel her heart clenching.

'Damn it.' Arlecchino thought to herself. You're not supposed to affect her like this.

"You..."

She gritted her teeth in frustration, her face dark. Her fist clenched and unclenched as if restraining herself from doing something she'll end up regretting.

You open the door, clutching the handle as you look at her one more time.

Her heart clenched at your pleading look, her own expression was almost as desperate as yours as she takes a step forward. Before Arlecchino could stop herself, she called out to you.

“D-don’t leave, you can’t just-“

She could already feel the words getting stuck in her throat. She didn’t want you to go.

"Yes I can, and I will. Don't act like you didn't bring this upon yourself. But before I go, I just really want to know who it was. Who was the one that stole your heart from me?"

Arlecchino’s jaw clenches firmly, her voice strained as if suppressing her emotions.

“It’s no one, really.”

She tried to maintain her cold facade, but there was a hint of desperation in her words, as if trying to convince herself as well. Arlecchino knew if she answered your question, then there would be no hope of fixing this, but still, she can’t find enough heart to bring herself to do it.

"Fine, don't answer my question. Goodbye peruere." You say as you walk out the door.

"W-wait!"

Arlecchino instinctively yelled out to you as you closed the door. It was as if something in her snapped when she realised you were actually leaving for good this time.

"Damn it, come back!"

She didn't even care that her voice was growing desperate. Arlecchino didn't want you to actually go and leave.

You keep walking towards the bus stop, hearing arlecchino's desperate yells from behind.

She can see your figure getting further away.

Her heart was in complete turmoil. Arlecchino had never felt this way before, so helpless.

She couldn’t think straight, and her body was moving on its own.

“Damn it. Damn it!”

Arlecchino quickly put her jacket back on and ran out the door. She was going to chase after you.

I start walking faster as I yell, "What are you planning to do peruere? Drag me back into the house? Force me to stay with you?"

"Y-Yes!"

She yelled back at you, her tone was desperate and frustrated. Arlecchino was catching up to you quickly with her usual stride.

"Damn it, you're infuriating! I'll drag you back to the home and lock you there if I have to! I'm not letting you go so easily!"

"No, you're not. What would be the point? You love someone else. And if that love is grand enough to leave me alone and neglected, then you should be with that person."

"Stop it! Shut up! Just shut up! You don't know anything!"

As she caught up to you, Arlecchino grabbed your hand tightly, not letting you go further. Despite her firm grip, you can feel her hands trembling.

You turn around to face her. "Then tell me, why? Why do this? Why go through with it if you knew you wouldn't like the consequences?"

Her eyes were burning with desperation.

"Because.. Because-"

Arlecchino stumbled over her words, unable to properly articulate her thoughts. Her mind was a mess.

She took a deep breath, struggling to find something to say.

"Damn it, why is it so hard for me to say it?"

"What is it?!"

Her eyes closed tightly as if in pain, her hand gripping yours even tighter. She felt almost desperate, as if her heart was about to burst open.

"Because... I-”

She suddenly opened her mouth, forcing her own words out from her throat.

"I still love you!”

Arlecchino's voice came out strained, as if even speaking the words out was painful.

You sigh, looking at her with your eyes narrowed. A cold look displayed on your face. "Clearly not enough."

Her eyes closed once more, as if shutting out your cold expression.

Arlecchino could feel a pang of pain in her chest when you said that.

"B-but I...I still do," she insisted with a slightly pleading tone, trying to force herself back to her cold, stoic demeanor.

"You're being selfish."

"I'm... being selfish?"

Arlecchino's eyes widened at the unexpected words.

In a way, she supposed it was true. She loved you but still betrayed you. She doesn’t want you to leave, but can’t help but cheat on you. She’s selfish, and yet she can’t lose you, nor can she let go of her lover who gave her the attention you can’t.

Arlecchino stood still, looking pained and frustrated.

"I deserve better. You deserve your lover. We do not fit." I turn around as I continue walking to the bus stop. You lack in strength compared to Arle, so you start furiously trying to release your hand from hers. Failing.

Her eyes widened as you struggled to get away. Arlecchino's grip on your hand only tightened, refusing to let you walk away. She's more than determined to get you back, even if it means being selfish in the process.

"Stop trying to get away! You're not going anywhere!"

Her voice was firm, but beneath, there's fear.

"Let me go! I don't want to stay with you! If you love me so much, then you should be able to let me go!"

"No! I can't! I won't!"

Arlecchino practically yelled back. Deep down, she knew you were right. She was doing the selfish thing by continuing to force you to stay with her. But the very possibility of losing you is enough to make her go into full-on panic mode.

"Like hell I'll ever let you go!"

"Are you expecting to hold me like this till morning? The neighbors are gonna see."

Arlecchino's expression darkened, not caring about anyone who might see.

"So what if they do? I doubt they'll gossip. They know I'm a fatui harbinger, after all."

She said, her grip on you showing no signs of letting up.

If anything, she's holding you even tighter, her desperate expression growing even more intense.

You start kicking and hitting her out of desperation.

"Hng!"

She grunted as you continued to fight back. Your continued struggle was definitely making it harder for her to control the situation.

"You... Damn it! Just stop!"

She grabbed both of your wrists and trapped them behind your back. The two of you are practically pressed together now, her arm restraining you with a tight hold.

"Stop struggling. Just listen to me!"

"What! What is it that you want to say?! What do you think you can say that will save our marriage?!"

Her mind was a mess, and yet there was one thing she knew for sure that she wanted to say.

"Damn you... I still love you, damn it! That's why... That's why you can't go!"

She practically spat out, her voice strained and harsh. Deep down, Arlecchino hated how desperate she sounds right now, but she no longer cares.

"Well I don't!"

"Bullshit! I know you do!"

Arlecchino's voice was growing louder and more frustrated now. Her grip on you tightens, almost squeezing you against her chest.

"Don't lie to me! I know full well you still love me, even if you refuse to admit it. You never would've married me otherwise!"

"I did, but not anymore!"

"What??"

She couldn't believe the words that came out of your mouth. Arlecchino's eyes widened as if not wanting to accept that you no longer loved her.

"You're lying. You're lying! You can't possibly have stopped loving me right now just because of a stupid affair."

"You're right. I do still love you, and I probably will forever. But I also know that being with you is not worth the pain." You're sobbing.

A pang of guilt shot through her at your words.

"But..."

Arlecchino found herself speechless. The realization of the damage she'd done was finally getting to her. You're absolutely right. Her foolish selfishness was ruining your relationship.

"Damn it!”

She cursed, her grip on your wrists loosening a little as the guilt and regret finally hit her.

"Leave me, Arle." You rip your hands from her grip as you put them on her cheeks. "Maybe in another life we were meant to be, but in this one, you chose yourself over me."

Arlecchino's breaths hitched. She could see the sincerity in your eyes, the finality of your statement.

In just a few seconds, her desperate demeanor changed into something more vulnerable. Her eyes closed, leaning her head against your hand.

"I... I'm sorry."

It was almost a whisper, so quiet that you could barely hear it.

A tear rolls down your cheek at the words. "Thank you," you say as the bus arrives.

Arlecchino's eyes widened as the first tear fell from her face. Her heart constricted painfully at the sight. Her mouth opened as if wanting to say something, but nothing came out. The air suddenly felt so heavy.

Her hand reached out to you as if trying to stop you, but it froze in the air not long after. The realization hit her like a train. She lost you forever.

She stood still, watching you enter the bus as her hand trembled.

Wow i cooked. 💥

Request plz i pray

To whoever is reading this I love you <3 muah

[deathmetalunicorn1]

Adam and eve with gaint daughter part 2

She meets Loki and Thor.

Loki is loki.

Thor meanwhile is suprised a woman that's bigger then him is so gentle and innocent.

Meanwhile Cain and able being broz.

-You were feeling a bit nervous, sitting next to your brothers, Abel and Cain, who were both looking up at you, telling you in their own ways, to calm down.

-You were with the two of them as well as your adoptive parents, Adam and Eve, meeting some new people at a get together with other humans and gods.

-Social gatherings were something that always made you nervous as you were terrified that you were going to hurt someone.

-When your parents approached, bringing two gods with them, you swallowed hard and managed to say hello to them- something that Abel praised you for, patting your knee softly .

-Loki had stars in his eyes, meeting a giantess as he beamed brightly, taking to the skies, which shocked you that he could fly as he floated up to your eye level, beaming brightly, “When I heard I was meeting Adam’s daughter I had no idea she was going to be such a cutie~”

-Hearing his flirt your cheeks immediately flushed red, your hands coming up to your cheeks in surprise. Loki could only beam like he had found a new toy- he was going to enjoy flustering you!

-After you were rescued by Adam, who was now threatening Loki nearby, to not upset you, you were smiling softly down at Thor, “It’s nice to meet you Thor.”

-He was honestly stunned, seeing such a tall and powerful looking being looking so gentle and soft- he knew that you would be a powerful warrior, but you were radiating warmth- one he wanted to bask in.

-Adam was soon regretting his decision as he saw the two gods sitting on your shoulders, chatting happily with you while you were holding your brothers in your hands, the five of you all talking about random things.

-Eve couldn’t help but giggle, putting her hand on his head, patting affectionately as he was now in a grumpy mood, finding it amusing.

[garussy]

Wings of fire au where the nightwings get the rainforest and completely ignore the war

In this au the nightwings wouldn’t have made the prophecy and they would’ve taken the rainforest a few years after the war was declared while everyone was distracted

So it would be from Moonwatcher’s point of view Morrowseer and Secretkeeper raised her

Morrowseer is a girl dad

Let’s just say it took the nightwings a while to get settled in and move everything so the eggs and hatchery were still on the nightwing island

The few eggs that were hatched in the rainforest were unlucky and didn’t hatch on a full moon

But Moonwatcher did

Moonwatcher would describe everyone through their thoughts first she barely brushes over appearances

Some rainwings surrendered and live as servants for the nightwings

Grandeur, Glory, Jambu, and Kinkajou live together wandering around the continent

So when they were camping near the border of the rainforest and mud kingdom Kinkajou decided to explore

Moonwatcher ran into her and Kinkajou would be the first dragon Moonwatcher every described their appearance in detail

Kinkajou stalls or convinces her family to move around the border so she could keep seeing Moonwatcher

After a few meet ups Moonwatcher is convinced to leave the rainforest and see what the world is like

So the thoughts

Moonwatcher describes Morrowseer as having really dark and upsetting thoughts unless he’s around her when he is with Moon he has a lot kinder thoughts since he knows she can read them

Kinkajou’s mind shocks Moon because it’s unlike the rainwing servants she’s seen Kinkajou is bright and happy even after everything that happens

Qibli’s mind reminds Moon of her dad Qibli is suspicious of everyone and has a few dark thoughts and only has nicer thoughts with Sunny, Thorn, and later Winter

Since Moon was raised to not trust Icewings she isn’t suprised by Winter’s thoughts of how much he dislikes her and she wonders why Qibli likes hanging out with him

Moonwatcher can’t read Turtle’s thoughts and she is relived and worried at the same time she knows how Turtle looks at Kinkajou because it’s the same way Moon looks at her

Peril’s thoughts amuse Moon since she is used to the nightwings having rude or violent thoughts but never as loud or dramatic as Peril’s

Now some side characters

Since there wasn’t a prophecy Peril and Sky were raised with Kestrel

I’d like to imagine a friendship or maybe a relationship with Glory and Sky

Glory, Tsunami, and Peril are violence buddies Glory is the only voice of reason

Anemone is sweeter since she had Tsunami there to take the pressure off of her

And Kinkajou at some point bites part of Morrowseer’s ear off don’t ask me how she did it or how she survived but she did

She claims it was just a joke but really it was revenge for him insulting her when Moon and Kinkajou revealed their relationship

[leilakaro]

Malleus Draconia X fem!Reader

Reminiscing in childhood memories

Angst, Hurt/Comfort, ooc (?)

Content: Malleus finds out that he and the Prefect have more in common than he thought, when the Prefect opens up about her childhood.

English is not my first language!!

(I made up my own memories, childhood trauma etc. For this reader, it's very specific so if you don't like that you probably shouldn't read, I like the thought of vulnerable moments like this tho)

It was deep into the middle of the night when you decided that you needed fresh air, and stepped outside of Ramshackle. You let yourself fall into the wet grass as you gazed up to the stars, finding comfort in its beauty. You weren't able to sleep, no of course not because today was the day. The Day of your birth, a day that you dreaded. You took a deep breath in and tried to concentrate on your breathing, instead of your overwhelming thoughts and feelings.

A deep and very familiar voice, that greeted you, made you wake up from your daydreams and jump up alarmed. "Tsunotaro you scared me!" You gasped as you looked into the dragon faes enchanting eyes. "I apologize child of man, I didn't mean to startle you." You lowered yourself into the grass again and let out a deep sigh. You followed Malleus with your eyes as he sat down beside you, not caring about the wet grass as he was simply basking in your presence. "You seem deep in thoughts child of man, do you wish to share them with me?" He looked at you with love and tenderness, yet concerned.

You avoided eye contact as you sat up again, knowing he would be upset that you didn't tell him it was your birthday. Of course he wouldn't be mad, he never gets mad at you, just upset. But maybe talking about it and showing vulnerability to the one you loved would help you move on. "Today..is my birthday" you sighed as you looked into his eyes again, and just as you expected suprise and sadness filled his eyes. Sadness because you didn't tell him about such an important date.

"Why didn't you tell me child of man? I would have organised a grand Birthday feast for you." Malleus spoke exactly the words you were afraid of. A birthday party. "That's the problem Tsunotaro, I don't want a birthday party and I don't even want any of my friends to know, that it's my birthday." You buried your face in your arms frustrated. Malleus leaned in and gently cupped one of your cheeks, making you look up at him. "Tell me about your fears and problems, my dear child of man. You have listened to me talk about my problems countless of times, it is my turn to hold and comfort you." You took his hand from your face, sliding your fingers into his. His hands were so much bigger compared to yours, he held your hand softly in his, it made you feel safe. You took a deep breath in, deciding to tell him the truth, to talk about your past and be vulnerable. To heal, to move on.

"Back in my world, I grew up very lonely. My parents were always focused on my siblings, and to be honest even outside my family.. no one really liked me. I was a lonely child with no friends, and a family who simply didn't care enough to comfort me." Malleus eyes widened slightly in shock, he knew this feeling..this loneliness, you didn't deserve it. He squeezed your hand, encouraging you to continue talking.

"I was very desperate for company, I tried so hard to make friends. I tried so hard to even get them to like me and not look at me so.. weirded out. However, my tries were in vain." Malleus listened attentively to you, his heart aching as he imagined your pain.. the same pain he experienced. He slid a little closer to you, feeling the need to protect you, to ward off your loneliness and sadness.

"Even though my tries were in vain and no matter how much I told myself that I didn't need anyone, my heart was aching to be loved. And because of that I always had a little hope left in me. So every year on my birthday I would give invitations to all of my classmates and just everyone I knew. This little hope I had left would always light up and I would get ready, put my birthday dress on and sit excited at the table, waiting for everyone to show up." Malleus slid and arm around your waist, as little sobs escaped your mouth. He knew what was coming, what you would say next, he didn't want to hear it.

"I sat there and waited for hours, no one showed up..not one single damn person showed up" hot tears stared rolling down your cheeks "Every year it broke my heart over and over again, until I just stopped trying when I was about 10. And now everything has changed, even before I came here to twisted wonderland. I started healing and found wonderful friends. But still every year I dread my birthday because I can only remember the excited little girl who waited at the table excitedly for anyone to show up, just to get disappointed over and over again. I still feel her pain so vividly, this little girl is still inside me fearing to throw a birthday party again, because what if no one shows up again? What if I just spend another birthday crying myself to sleep."

Malleus heart throbbed painfully, he knew this feeling of loneliness. He didn't want you to know this feeling. Without thinking he wrapped his arms around you, embracing you tightly. He tried to put in as much love and care as he could, something he sometimes still struggled expressing.

Your hands grabbed onto him, as you cried into his shoulder. You cried for the little girl inside you, who's heart just ached to be loved.

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I got a lil carried away 🥹 But I just really love vulnerable moments like that ugh. Btw I wrote this at 4 am and while I did proof read multiple times there are probably still some mistakes.