#Lon chat

[luckyloops]

Happy IWD don’t be like Gideon

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MY GIRL MY BEAUTIFUL STRANGE EYED ISLA!!! GUYS PLS if you’re looking to commission someone Lukas was so amazing to work with and totally understood my vision and this is just the best piece of art ever!!!

finished commission piece for @ltllonnie !!! :3 thank u for commissioning me!!!

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[desertbcrnnobody]

Mae: "I'm cold."

Vernestra: "Here, take my jacket."

Osha: "I'm cold too."

Qimir: "What? [Taking off his jacket] I told you to bring more layers, but of course, you didn't listen. [Piling scarves on her] Now look, I've got to make sure you don't freeze to death. [Taking somebody else's hat] How long have you been cold? You should've said something sooner!"

Jecki: "I'm cold."

Yord: "Well, gee Jecki, I don't control the weather."

[nomattertheoceans]

Would you mind expanding on the comment about Qimir being reluctant to strike down Jecki? I didn’t pick up on that myself so I’m just curious (from the post about Sol and Qimir)

Hi!! Of course I can explain what I meant 😁

So, here's how I interpreted things going down in that episode (sorry no gifs as I am getting ready for work so I don't have time, I'll try to explain as best I can without visual aid ^^). Sorry this got kind of long!!

Episode 5 starts, and Osha wakes up to a dead Jedi. She then watches as the masked figure we know to be Qimir fights head on three master Jedis at the same time, and wins rather easily against them. We see how deadly he is very early on.

His primary goal of the whole sequence is to get to Mae and kill her for her betrayal. If anything, I think the Jedi are anecdotal to him, they're in the way of his goal and he doesn't hesitate to kill them but they're not why he's here.

Then comes the fight with Jecki.

His actions with Jecki are way less deadly. And I'm not saying she's not fighting well because she is!! We saw her overpower Mae after all, she's definitely a strong Jedi and the duel between her and Qimir is intense!!

Their first spat ends with him kicking her in the stomach to throw her away and get to Mae. He even turns off his lightsaber because that's how little of a threat he considers Jecki to be (after all, the only one to actually overpower him at any point is Sol). He taunts Mae about Jecki being more loyal than she ever was and doesn't attack Jecki again until she comes back into the fight. If his goal was simply to kill all the Jedis that stand in his way, he would have killed her while she was on the ground like he tried to do to Yord earlier (when Osha stops him with her gun, you know?)

So anyway Jecki attacks again, she fights him with the two lightsabers (insanely good fight by the way omggggg) and Mae takes this time to try and run away. And when she does, Qimir just.... leaves the fights 😂 He breaks one of Jecki's sabers to distract her and then he's just gone!! he could not give less of a fuck lmao but again, he could have finished her off before going and he doesn't.

So, up until then I think you could interpret his actions as just caring more about killing Mae, but I think what comes after is the kicker.

When Jecki breaks his helmet and she sees his face, he reveals his second saber and she is dead in seconds. As he says after : "they see my face, they die."

The other Jedis he killed quite easily, they were an obstacle and he destroyed them. But for Jecki, he waited until he had what he considers to be no choice until he killed her. There's a clear difference.

And also there's a last detail that makes me think his perceived aloofness around her death is merely a facade.

He mentions Jecki three times to other people. Once to Mae when he still has his helmet, and twice to Sol when he just killed her.

"she's a loyal pupil"

"was that its name?"

"you brought her here"

Why would he suddenly use "it" to refer to her when he doesn't do it before or after? I argue that it's him dealing with his anger at having to have killed her. She forced him to reveal his face and I think he's trying to appear more monstrous than life by dehumanizing her in that moment, trying to make it seem like he was always going to kill her without a second thought (that shrug he does omg??). But we know he didn't actually kill her without a second thought or she'd have been dead when he disarmed her the first time.

The only thing that differentiates Jecki from the other Jedis is the fact that she's still a Padawan, so that's why I interpreted his reluctance to kill her as maybe a way to show us that he's reluctant to kill padawans in general, probably due to his own past.

I could obviously be wrong about all this! But that's how I interpreted his actions, anyway.

[mlwritingprompts]

Submitted Prompt: A wish for Solitude

This is the accessible version of this prompt.

The special-text version can be found here.

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Hi Rjalker, I'm kinda back! So after who knows how long since I wrote my prompt about Serrah, and the show's ending of the fifth season being a dumpster fire like always (actually, even worse than usual, I seriously miss the finales like the ones of the first and second seasons), I decided to write this because... something. I myself aren't sure, but I guess I will just write something different than cosmic entities trying to fix the universe (or doom it because their existence requires the universe's own oblivion) because I'm not planning to rewrite the entire plot of this idiotic show.

I will be honest and say that this is a completely new territory for me, so if you spot mistakes and see something that needs to be changed, please do so.

So, have fun?

Occurs after Strikeback (season 4 finale).

My try at an Akumanette prompt.

Pronouns: lon/lones/lones/loneself (same as she/her/hers/herself)

TW: mention of sexual harassment, and a character experiencing touch revulsion

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It was so hard.

It was so hard for her.

Marinette thought as time kept moving too fast, yet it felt like everything was crawling to a halt.

Everything was becoming too hard, too difficult, too unbearable.

It was so painful, dealing with it. Being Marinette. Being Ladybug. Being the Guardian.

"Marinette, how did you forget to go to our planned party?"

Because Ladybug's job is too important than Marinette.

"Marinette, is there something bothering you? I heard you've been skipping classes."

Forgive me mama, papa, I can't schedule for when an Akuma strikes. That's the sacrifice I must make.

"Marinette, cheer up! We will defeat Hawkmoth in the end!"

Yes, Tikki, in the end. And what about my life?

"Marinette, I know that Chloe is a bit too much but..."

I know, Ms. Bustier, I must forgive her, for I am Marinette and I am nice, forgiving, no matter how many times I and others get hurt by her.

"Meowch Bugaboo! You know that you always have me!"

Leave me alone. Don't call me by that. Don't come closer to me. Don't flirt with me. Don't touch me. Don't try to kiss me. Leave. Me. Alone!

"You still are in denial about Adrien, Marinette?"

I didn't want this, Alya. Your question isn't funny. I don't love this. I don't want these feelings. I hate them. I despise them. They were why I lost the other kwamies. Love only hurt me.

"You must be responsible, Marinette!"

It's difficult to be responsible. It hurts to be responsible. I don't like this. It's so painful. So suffocating. So tiring. So dark. So cruel. I don't want more even if I have to take more. I want to be alone. I want to be left alone. Alone. Only alone. No one to nag on me about something. No one to have me deal with their problems. No one to guilt trip me and shame me for not doing what they want.

I want to be alone, with only myself being the only company I need.

"Hello, Solitude. I am Hawkmoth. I will give you the power to be alone, free from responsibility, at the price of giving me the Ladybug and Black Cat miraculouses."

It was so wrong to accept. She knew it. It would be admitting defeat, admitting that evil had won in a way. But why bother? She was so tired. So exhausted of fighting, fighting when everything she tried to do backfired on her.

What's the worst to happen if the accepted? Surely, Alya and that harasser Chat Noir can deal with it. They seemed to never run into real problems or face truly permanant consequences.

Oh how jealous she was.

"Yes, Hawkmoth."

And Marinette ceased to be. ---- When lon opened lones eyes, Solitude felt it, the desire burning from lones being.

"I want to be alone. I don't want anyone else with me."

That was it. Simple, yet clear. To be alone on lones own. Lon only wanted to be alone with loneself. No one to bother lones with anything.

No responsibility, no demands, nothing but simple, and sweet solitude.

Yet it just wasn't so easy.

"What is this?" lones expression looked repulsed.

Something was wrong, something was feeling off.

Solitude's body felt something uncomfortable, disgusting, hateful.

Something that just felt like something was touching lones body. Something that just refused to leave lones alone.

What is this? Lones body feels heavy. Breathing and moving feels difficult.

Nothing was touching Solitude, yet the feeling only grew stronger, the repulsion and hate for this thing that was seemingly crawling all over lones, seemingly invading lones blood and skin only continued.

Solitude hated this. It felt so wrong, so awful, so utterly-

"Marinette!"

A voice screamed as lon saw... a girl closing towards lones. Rose? That was her name, right?

Immediately, lon jumped away, as if burned by her presence, almost screaming and attacking her and the others that came alongside her.

How dare they come so close? How dare they call lones Marinette? How dare they try to touch lones?

"Leave me alone!"

Solitude ignored their pleas to come, to wait for Ladybug to help her, to fix her, to heal her.

There's nothing to heal or fix. Nothing wrong with Solitude. Solitude isn't Marinette. There's no need for Ladybug to heal lones.

The awful feeling seemed to diminish, it wasn't as bad as before. So this sensation of pure disgust relates to lones presence with others? Or when others enter lones comfort zone without permission?

Solitude felt that this was the correct answer.

Then, Solitude might go to a place far away. ---- Lon was on the top of the Eiffel tower for nearly half an hour now.

It was a calm area, and there was no one around lones from what Solitude can feel.

Yet...

The sensation of something surrounding lones body still persisted.

Solitude couldn't comprehend it. Nor did lon like it one bit.

What's going on? Why doesn't this feeling leave lones alone?

Lon could feel it, something was seemingly demanding for lones to do something. Something that Solitude doesn't want to do, and it is getting almost physically painful to deal with.

What is this? Why is this happening? Solitude wanted to be alone. Is that really so much? What is causing this? Who? Why?

Lon would like it if they stop continuously touching and crawling all over lones bod-

"Hello, mademoiselle!"

A voice that feels extremely, horribly familiar resounds, and Solitude feels all sensations go overdrive.

Chat Noir was so close-

So close, too close, that repulsive smirk, that leering look, that uncaring posture, too dirty, too repulsive, too hateful.

Lon hates it. Hates him. Hates that person. He will touch me, he will ignore my boundaries, he will torment me, will not leave me alone.

For just a moment, Marinette's memories resurfaced, and nothing but pure rage and hatred consumed lon vision.

A blast of pure, unbridled energy of repulsion and exclusion consumed the part of the Eiffel tower they were in, practically erasing it from existence, and that hero harasser being thrown away, far away so he couldn't violate lones boundaries anymore.

Solitude's body shook from the sheer disgust lon felt, lones mind already making possible connections to why lon felt so much worse with that guy around.

"Is it because Marinette suffered the most due to him?" Solitude thought in rage.

Is that why? It made sense, right?

But before lon could fully calm down, the sensation returned once more.

Why? Why? Why don't they leave lones alone!?

"Good job, Solitude! You've lured Chat Noir! Now go and take away his miraculous and Ladybug's!"

Lones heart raced with pure rage as Solitude felt the connection linking lones with Hawkmoth.

It's this guy...

Lones eyes seemed to look somewhere, what Solitude felt to be Hawkmoth's direction.

This guy was who was crawling over lones body using that link...

Hate and energy, already twisted due to the corrupted magic, twisted even further as it followed Solitude's desires.

If only he didn't exist... if only he and Chat Noir didn't exist...

Then Solitude would be already happy, alone with nothing bothering lones...

Solitude must destroy them first... And make sure not even a shadow of them remains...

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End?

Or at least until I might write a sequel.

Hope you liked it.

[mrsvalentinefucker1]

Teasingly

Sniper x f!reader x Spy

Light daddy kink, teasing, light knife play (sniper), handcuffs, eating out 🫶 scout is lightly mentioned

You were wearing a pair of shorts and a tank top.. since the New Mexico weather was so unforgiving that day. You chatted with Scout as Sniper sat next to you and Spy stood against the counter behind him. “An’ then I came up behind him and bam! Frickin’ knocked him out cold!”

You leaned against your arm, pushing your chest together slightly and unconsciously.

“Oh really?~ that sounds so cool, Jeremy.” Your voice was sultry as you admired his story. Sniper let out a low chuckle as he sipped his coffee. “what did you do after that?” You looked at Scout with half lidded eyes. Spy scoffed and bit onto the end of his cigarette.

Scout looked at you with wide eyes. A faint blush tickling his ears and cheeks as he did a little chuckle. His gaze moving immediately to your exposed cleavage before he answered “I uh, I actually gotta go! Just remember I got uh, this thing.. with the doc” he stayed silent to assess his story before speaking again “yeah that’s it.”

You cooed and pouted “Really? Oh that’s poor.. I was really enjoying your story.” You straightened your posture and leaned your cheek against your first.

He leaned his body slightly forward “Yeah,maybe another time!” Then he waved and ran to his room.

Sniper set down his cup and got up. Snaking his hands behind your waist. His dipped into your neck and began slowly kissing it. Spy moved forward some to enjoy the show before him

“You’re wrong for that, love.” His voice was low as he mumbled against your skin. You could feel his cock growing behind you as your leaned into his touch and let your hand rest on the back of his neck

“What did I do, daddy?”

Sniper damn near growled and bit down onto your neck with a scowl across his face and his eyebrows furrowed. You moaned quietly and bit down onto your lip.

Spy leaned against the table and put his cigarette out “I think you know what you did, Mon ange” he always started using French when he was getting in the mood. He moved up to kiss your lips, you furrowed your eyebrows and moaned into the kiss as Sniper continued kissing and biting your neck. Spy pulled away and spoke “I suggest we go somewhere more.. private” Sniper nodded and let go of your waist. The three of you walked to Spy’s smoking room. He unlocked the door and pushed it open as you walked in, the two men following after you. Spy guided you to sit onto the red velvet chair he had in the room and sat in front of you , Sniper dimmed the lights some before walking over and taking a seat in front of you on his knees with Spy. The two men spread your legs with ease. Sniper undoes your shorts and pulls them off. They both notice a slight wet spot and smirk

“What? Were ya’ planning this, roo?” You only cover your face in embarrassment and peaked as spy took his mask off. Then, pulled his gloves off with his teeth.

God, he was so much hotter without that pesky mask

Spy then took his ungloved hand and pressed two fingers gently against your clothed pussy. You bit the back of your knuckle as he teased you, arching your back against his touch. He lowered his head down slightly and lapped at your cunt through your panties for a moment. Little sighs leaving your chest as you grinded against his tongue. Sniper nudged him over slightly and lifted your legs to take your panties off and tossed them somewhere unknown behind him. They both put each of your legs over the arms of the chair. Your pussy on full display for them. Sniper took his glasses and hat off as he licked his lips and dived in to lick your hole teasingly, his prominent nose pressing against your clit deliciously. Your hands reached for his hair as his tongue dragged up to your clit and he began sucking lon it, gently circling it with his tongue. His eye meeting your until you sighed and shut them with a smile plastered across your face. Spy took two fingers and gently pressed them against your soaked entrance, pushing them in and curled them against your walls. You moaned at the feeling of the combined pleasures. Your senses quickly becoming overloaded by them men.

“Sniper, look at her.” Spy took his free hand and pointed unapologetically at you, then letting his hand fall into your thigh and rub your hips gently up and down. Sniper mumbled against your clit “Such a pretty girl.” He said before going back to his task. His stubble tickling your skin lightly. Spy’s pace became faster as he sunk his fingers deeper inside of you. “Do you like that, mon amour?”

You nodded vigorously as you bit you lip and continued your grip on snipers hair, tugging slightly. He must have liked it considering his pace had quick. Relentlessly lapping at your clit now. Your moans flooded the room as your orgasm built up “fuck fuck! I’m so- I’m so close-“ you moaned and grinned against the feeling, trying quicken the orgasm you chased. The men quickened to a rapid pace as your legs shook slightly at the feeling. Your vision went blank as you screwed your eyes shut, clenching around Spy’s fingers as your orgasm ripped through you. You relaxed into the chair, Spy and Sniper pulled away and wiped his face. Now they switched places. Your eyes widened at the sight “what are you doing?”

“What’s it look like?” Sniper shot back with a condescending glare. Spy began to teasingly lap at your pussy and Sniper pressed two of his bigger fingers into your cunt. Scissoring you open as he vigorously pumped into your sensitive hole, your body spasming at the feeling. “You look good like this, Sheila.” He nudged Spy and he nodded. Eyebrows furrowed and grey hairs sticking to his forehead.

Another orgasm fast approaching as Sniper bit at your thighs. Your hands gripped Spy’s hair and fucked yourself on his tongue. “I’m.. gonna cum- oh god!!” Spy pulled away when you said that. You whined “please. Please.. I was so close!”

“Yes I know.” Spy stood up and lifted you onto his lap as he sat on the chair you were once on. “But I don’t recall giving you permission to the first time, did I?” One of his hands was sitting on the middle of your back to hold you in place.

Your eyes widened. “N..no you didn’t..” you hid your face in embarrassment. “mauvaise fille.” A hard smack came across your ass, leaving a red mark and a painfully delicious sting with it behind. Sniper wiped his face and leaned against the chair as be watched your reddened face. Another smack fell onto your red bottom. “What do we say, mon chéri?” His clothed erection pressing against your tummy

You bit your lip in anticipation for the next slap

“P-please, I.. I’m sorry” You mumbled

Sniper kneeled down to you “What was that, doll? Daddy didn’t quite hear ya’”

Another smack fell harder this time and you yelped. If it wasn’t for his hand on your back you surely would’ve jumped up.

“I said! I’m sorry! I.. i didn’t know!” Tears began to fall down your cheek. Smudging your mascara slightly. Sniper smirked and stood up. He slipped to the other side of the chair and slipped two fingers into your dripping cunt humming as he did so. Watching your body tense at the sudden sensation You moaned against his touch. Your vision was going white before once again, it was ripped from right under you. Spy kissed you some but pulled away to speak

“Sniper, take her.”

Sniper stood in front of Spy and held his arms out for your body as Spy stood up and handed you to him as if you weighed nothing to them. Sniper hooked his arms under your legs and you wrapped your around his neck. Your wet pussy pressing against his clothed erection as you whimpered at the feeling, leaving a wet spot on his pants. He pushed a door in the smoking room open, it led to a smaller room with a bed in it. He laid you down and Spy followed through the door, locking it and setting the key on a nearby table.

Spy opened a draw and took out a blindfold, Sniper took a bowie knife out of the other. It seems they’ve done this before, huh?

Your eyes widened.

“Don’t worry, I ain’t gonna hurtcha’, I promise” his gloved hand came to your chin and lifted it slightly as he planted a kiss onto your lips. You only nodded and say there. Spy had disappeared, that was until he appeared behind you and tugged at the blindfold.

“What is your safe word, amour?”

You hesitated for a moment before speaking.

“Uh.. panini” you said, unsure if any other word to use.

The men only chuckled “good choice” Sniper mocked as he kissed at your neck, Spy doing the same. The knife Sniper held was begging ran up and down your body, leaving small scratches as it tickled you. You shivered at the feeling, moaning under your breath. Sniper bit your ear “you like that, roo?” You nodded vigorously

“Good girl.” He said then continued to trace the knife up your body. Spy broke his kisses into sucking, leaving small hickeys on your neck and collarbone. Spy pulled away and grabbed a small pair of handcuffs. He handed them to you “would you like this?” You nodded

Spy smirked and began cuffing your hands tightly behind your back.

They both pulled away and laid you down gently, then stripped themselves of their clothing. “Would you like to go first, Mick?” Spy asked.

Sniper nodded “of course.” He said and sat between your legs. His hard cock lying gently against your clit. You wiggled your hips in an attempt to coax him into just fucking you already. He chuckled as he admired your soaked pussy.. then, took his cock into his hand and slid the tip up and down your folds slowly before sinking his tip into your hole. He leaned over you and sunk deeper a moan leaving you both as he easily bottomed out due to your slickness. He grabbed your legs and put them onto his shoulders, he took slow drags as Spy watched from the side. Stroking himself slowly in time with Snipers thrusts. He pulled all the way out and waited for a moment before slamming back into your cunt, his cock kissing your cervix. Your back arched at the feeling. His groans were low and heavy as he pounded into your pussy. “You feel good, Sheila. “ his grip on your hips became rougher and tighter as he chased his orgasm. Spy moved to your mouth, tapping your shoulder gently as his cock pressed against your cheek “May I?”

You nodded and moaned as Sniper fucked into you. You opened your mouth and let Spy slide his cock into your throat.

You gagged slightly as he began thrusting into your throat. The salty taste of his precum coating your tongue. The men chased their orgasm as they roughly fucked into your body. “God, roo. I’m gonna cum..” you moaned around Spy’s cock, sending a shiver down his spine as his groans left his throat freely “yes me too..” your head was reeling as the men used your body

“Can I cum in ya’, babe?” He cooed

You nodded the best you could around Spy’s cock. He pulled out and began pumping himself “Beg him for it, y/n.”

“Oh fuck! Please Mick! Please fill me with your cum! Oh, I want it so bad!!”

“Oh doll, of course, anything for you.”

Spy pumped himself more and more until his orgasm approached and he came onto your face, your mouth hung open to catch any of his cum on your tongue. Sniper growled as he thrusted deep inside of you and came into your abused cunt. Both of the men groaning as they looked at the scene they had made of you.

You all took a minute to catch your breath before Sniper spoke again

“Next time, don’t tease us please, babe.” He nuzzled into your shoulder as Spy rubbed your head gently sweeping you hair out of your face

Ps. Panini is a real safe word I used with my ex, he was such a lucky man.🥳

[leiawritesstories]

I Won't Call It Love, Part 2

Find Part 1 here! written for the rowaelin yulemas swap 2024 for @shyvioletcat :))

Word count: 2k

Warnings: swearing, pregnancy & hormones

Enjoy!!

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“Alright.” The doctor tapped away on her laptop for a minute. “Okay, I let the receptionist know that you’ll want to come back in about a week. I tentatively have you down for next Thursday at 10, but you can chat with reception if that time doesn’t work.” 

“Okay.” Calm enough to release her hands, Aelin cleared her throat. “I have a couple of questions for right now, if that’s okay?” 

“Absolutely.” Dr. Towers turned to fully face her. 

Aelin swallowed the lump in her throat. “How…how is this possible?” She twisted the ring around her right forefinger. “I thought I’d been diagnosed with infertility.” 

The doctor nodded slowly. “Well, there’s always a tiny bit of a chance. In your case, you have somewhere around a two percent chance of conceiving naturally, and it seems like that little window lined up just right.” 

“I…oh.” Aelin blinked slowly. “Okay.” On instinct, one hand went to her low belly, fingertips carefully resting atop the skin. “Gods. This is a lot to process.” 

“Of course.” Dr. Towers closed her laptop and rolled back her stool. “Take some time, Aelin. We’ll see you again in about a week, okay?” 

“Sounds good.” Aelin pushed herself up onto her feet and went out to the reception desk, where she confirmed the follow-up appointment for the next week. She went out to her car and just sat there for a while, music playing in the background, staring blankly at the landscaped shrubs in front of her. 

A baby. 

It might make her crazy, but somewhere deep down in her heart, Aelin knew she couldn’t give up this chance. She’d seen glimpses of the devastation her parents hid from her, flickers of their sadness the few times she had asked for a baby sister when she was a child. As she grew older and began to navigate her own fertility problems, she faced the reality that even if she fell in love with someone who she wanted to have a family with, it might not be possible. 

She couldn’t bear to give up the chance now that she had it. 

Her hand hovered over her phone, eventually withdrawing. She had to get home first, get herself to a familiar place where she could break down if the call didn’t go the way she hoped it would. So she finally left the clinic parking lot and drove back home, and once she was inside and wrapped in cozy sweats and a blanket, she tapped Rowan’s contact. 

He picked up on the second ring. “Hey, Fireheart. What’s up?” 

“Rowan, I…” Aelin swallowed the tangle of words. “We need to talk. Can you come over?” 

“Yeah.” Something rustled on his end of the call. “Want me to come over now? I can be there in fifteen minutes.” 

“Okay.” Her voice was small, soft. 

He paused, and she sensed the questions brewing in his mind. “Aelin…are you okay?” 

She let out a shaky breath. “I’ve had a wild day, Ro, and I’m overwhelmed.”

“I’ll be there soon.” Reassurance coated his words. “Do you need to stay on the phone?” 

“I’ll be okay.” She clung to the warmth of his voice. “Drive safe, buzzard.” 

She was still in the same position on her couch fifteen minutes later when her doorbell rang, and it took her some effort to get up and go let her boyfriend in. 

Worry creased his forehead, and he hesitantly reached out and slid his arms around her. “Hey, it’s just me.” 

The tears she’d been holding back broke free and spilled down her cheeks as she melted into his arms. He lifted her off her feet and carried her down to the living room and settled onto the couch, pulling her into his lap. She clung to his solid strength, willing her voice not to shake as she finally lifted her head off his shoulder, met his worried eyes, and whispered, “I’m pregnant.” 

A thousand shades of shock crossed his face. “Aelin…”

Her breath shuddered out. “I saw my doctor today and the test was so positive.” A shaky inhale. “Rowan, I—I haven’t been with anyone else in a long time.” 

Slowly, he nodded, one hand lifting to her face to brush the tears off her cheeks. “It’s okay, Fireheart. We’re gonna be okay.” He swallowed thickly. “Do you know if you want this?” 

“I definitely do.” She surprised herself at how fast her answer came. “I’m seeing my doctor again next week; she gave me some time to think about it. But Ro…I didn’t think I’d get this chance this soon.” She sniffled. “I’m gonna blame you for having magical fucking sperm.” 

That brought a husky laugh out of both of them. A smile curved Rowan’s lips. “You’re sure, then? Because if you want this—if you want our baby—I’m here for you.” 

Tears sprang to Aelin’s eyes again. “I’m sure, Ro. I want this. With you.” She wiped her eyes on her sleeve. “Can you come to the doctor with me next week?” 

~

Aelin touched the curve of her stomach, still not quite used to the feeling of her body stretching and constantly changing even after six months of pregnancy. Since she found out and had her first ultrasound, which put her at around ten weeks, everything had been going fairly smoothly, except for her fucking hormones making her cry every five seconds. Around a month ago, she’d finally worked up the balls to ask Rowan to move in. He’d been nothing but committed to her and Baby Bean, and it was time to stop dancing around the question. 

It was time to stop pretending she could keep anything about him casual. 

“Aelin Galathynius?” The voice broke through her thoughts. 

She stood up, pressing a fist to the small of her back. “Hi. That’s me.” 

“Follow me.” The woman dressed in gray scrubs led Aelin and Rowan down a hallway and into a softly-lit ultrasound room. “Go ahead and get yourself comfortable, Miss Aelin. I’ll be back shortly to get the scan started.” 

Rowan settled into a chair and set Aelin’s coat and shoulder bag on the chair next to him. “Ready to see the baby again?” 

“Yeah.” She smiled as she got herself settled on the exam bed, touching the swell of her belly and feeling the flutter of tiny kicks. “She’s excited to show herself off too.” 

“She?” Rowan raised an eyebrow. “Aren’t we finding out the sex today?” 

Aelin chuckled. “I just have a feeling.” 

The ultrasound tech came back into the room and explained the anatomy scan before telling Aelin to tuck her shirt up. She squeezed gel onto Aelin’s belly and pressed the probe against the skin, scanning, and static flickered on the screen before resolving into a beautifully clear image of the baby, little legs and arms waving. “Baby’s in a good position today,” the tech murmured, clicking away at the keyboard. She took a whole bunch of images, checking baby’s measurements and nodding as she went. “Did you want to know the sex?” 

“Yes.” 

She moved the probe around, and a warm smile lit up her face. “Congratulations! You’re having a girl.” 

Aelin beamed. “I knew it!” Just as quickly, a shade darkened her eyes, but she shook it away. “Get ready for all the cutest little dresses in the world to show up at our house, Ro.” 

“Already ordered her first tutu,” he teased, reaching over to squeeze Aelin’s hand. 

The exam finished up, and after a brief chat with Dr. Towers, Aelin and Rowan left the clinic with a roll of ultrasound images. Aelin was quiet during the drive home, and Rowan noticed but didn’t say anything until they were home. 

“Everything alright?” he asked as he went to put the new ultrasounds up on the fridge. 

“Just thinking.” She took a box of pretzel crisps out of the pantry. “Processing. I’m so excited for our daughter, but…” She shook her head. “Never mind. It’s stupid.” 

“Hey.” He passed her the jar of tzatziki dip she kept in the fridge for her cravings. “It’s not stupid, love.” 

She sighed. “What if she grows up and hates me, Ro?” Tears clouded her vision. “I don’t want to fail her like that.” 

“Fireheart,” he whispered, coming to slide his arms around her, “she won’t.” 

“How do you know?” She sniffled, helpless. “I don’t want to repeat everything my mom did.” 

“You won’t.” He kissed the top of her head. “This worry—the want you have to show our daughter unconditional love—that’s why. She’s always going to know that her mama loves her. Always.” 

Aelin flicked away a stray tear. “I hope so.” 

“I know so.” Rowan cupped her chin in one hand. “Just like I love you, Ae.” 

Her tears crested again. “You can’t be all sweet to a hormonal pregnant lady, buzzard. I’m turning into a mess.” Rising onto her tiptoes, she turned and kissed him. “I love you too.” 

~

“Buzzard.” Aelin poked her boyfriend’s ribs, but he didn’t budge. “Wake up, Ro.” 

He shifted, mumbling incoherently, so she poked him again. His eyes cracked open. “Mornin’, Fireheart. What time is it?” 

She glanced at the clock. “A little after five.” 

“So early,” he mumbled. “You okay?” 

“I—shit.” A contraction gripped her, and she bent over. “Contractions, Ro.” 

He was out of bed in seconds, hurrying to throw on sweatpants and a shirt. “Is it time?” 

Catching her breath, she nodded. “I think so.” She rubbed her stomach. “You ready, baby girl? Mama and Daddy have been waiting for you.” 

“Looks like the inducing worked.” Rowan shot her a devious little wink, and she shook her head and tossed a pillow towards him. He caught it with a smirk. “Bags are already in the car, love.” 

“I know.” She’d packed her hospital bags a few weeks ago and kept them in the back of her car. “Ready, buzzard?” 

“I am.” He slipped his hand into hers. “Let’s go meet our girl.” 

In a hazy blur of hours, they were in the delivery room. Aelin took every contraction in stride, breathing and changing positions and squeezing the fuck out of Rowan’s hands. As soon as she could, she got an epidural, and she was able to rest for a while before her doctor helped her up and told her it was time to push. 

“Nine…ten! Good job, Aelin!” Dr. Towers called. Aelin heaved a breath, her hair sticking to her forehead, and braced herself. “Okay, ready? Push!” 

Aelin strained, gripping the bed frame one one side and Rowan’s hand on the other, and in a blur of noise, a baby’s wail broke through the room. 

“Meet your daughter,” Dr. Towers said, and she laid the squirming baby girl on the blankets spread across Aelin’s chest. 

“Hi, little love,” Aelin breathed, cradling her tiny girl against her chest. “I…oh gods. I can’t believe how gorgeous you are.” Tears spilled down her cheeks as she turned her head to Rowan, who stared wide-eyed at their daughter. “She’s beautiful.” 

“She’s…gods…she…” Rowan coughed. “Fuck. Marry me, Aelin.” 

Laughter bubbled up out of her throat. “How about you try that again when I’m not a hormonal mess, Rowan?” 

“Yeah.” He rubbed his hands down his face, tears tracking down his cheeks. “I have no idea why that slipped out.” 

Aelin couldn’t help herself. “You know what didn’t slip out? You.” 

There was a moment of silence, and then laughter bounced off the walls. 

“Damn right,” Rowan chuckled. He reached over and laid a gentle hand atop their baby girl’s back. “Look what we did, though.” 

“I know.” Aelin traced the curve of her daughter’s tiny nose. “She’s perfect.” 

A little while later, after Baby Girl had been weighed and measured and cleaned up and was wrapped in a cozy blanket and snuggled into her mother’s arms, a nurse came over to Aelin and Rowan. “Do you have a name picked out?” 

“We do.” Aelin met Rowan’s eyes, and he winked. “Alanna Evalin Whitethorn.” 

His jaw went slack. “You…really?”

She nodded. “If I’m getting your last name, so does our daughter.” 

“I love you,” he choked out. 

Aelin smiled. “We love you too.”

~~~

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[thewoodshungers-if]

Holiday Special 2024

Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukkah, and happy new years!! I know that I'm not really consistent with updates, and I'm thankful that you guys are still around, even just to chat and/or see how I'm doing.

I got myself a desk now, so I should be able to work more consistently on my IFs! Hopefully an update in 2025.

Now the special: ROs reaction to being snowed in with you (crushing stage).

there is only 1 bed 👀 + it's fcking cold 🤤 = you have to cuddle, with details.

Viel:

He would try his best to get the fire going as much as possible, might even consider stripping the furniture inside the cabin for firewood if you didn't stop him (or you can also burn the wooden chair together with him, if you'd like).

Would hesitate to join you in bed 'to keep the fire going', but would give in quickly if you admitted that you're still feeling cold. He buried his head into your shoulders, one hand thrown over your stomach as you laid on your back.

"I'm not worried that you're cold. I'm worried that we'll get cold. Do you understand the difference here? Now help me snap this chair leg-"

...

You ruffled his hair and he grumbled, pulling you closer, "What? You're still cold? You're so spoiled for a so-called knight..."

Nora:

Her first worry: Her body's normal temperature is ice cold, and cuddling her would be like cuddling a block of ice. You would have to argue with her for quite a long time to convince her to just share the bed with you to keep warm.

Would melt under your touch the moment you pull her under the covers. She couldn't help but stare at you as you lay face-to-face under the covers, fingers intertwined, your gesture more than enough to keep her warm from the inside.

"I won't die if I didn't sleep for one, cold, night. You on the hand, might just die as a block of ice. Well, yes, I could feel the cold just the same- That's not my point-"

...

She pulled your hands towards her, blowing warm air onto your fingers with puppy-dog eyes full of worry, "Your fingers are so cold, are you sure you'll be alright? I hate this... I couldn't even warm you up..."

Ylfa:

Could barely contain her giddiness at the thought of spending the night with you, just the two of you lmao. Would think up so many games to play with you for the night, but the moment she saw how cold you were, all of it would be forgotten.

Would have the initiative to pull you under the covers, pulling you close so that she's pressed against your back. Her thumb drew circles on your arms, a soft hum of an ancient lullaby lingering as you drifted to sleep.

"What?? You're cold? Why don't you say so? Our games can wait-"

...

She rested her forehead against your back, "Don't forget, you owe me a game night- Hm? No, I meant just the two of us... "

Aen'frie:

Would wonder if it was a good time to try to trick you into their schemes in exchange for keeping you warm. That thought was thrown out the window the moment the word 'cold' left your mouth, and would get flustered at the thought of actually sharing the bed with you to keep warm.

Would be worried they'll accidentally impale you with their horns, but when you threw your arm around them and pulled them close to you, they blanked out.

"What do you say I keep you warm, and in exchange, you'll give- You're cold? You want to share the bed with me? No! I mean, of course, but my horns- And you-"

...

They kept your hands between theirs as they played with your fingers, drifting off to sleep, "You're so warm... I wish we could sleep like this every night... "

The Cook:

Would miraculously find an alcohol flask (for drinking) hanging from his toolbelt 😭. They would share it with you, heavy blanket thrown over your bodies to keep warm. But the fun and rowdiness would trickle away when it was actually time to sleep, and they'll feel self-concious all of sudden.

He would feel all warm and comfy at first, arms around you with your back against their chest, but if you kept moving around and if they're awake for long enough, their mind would veer into the gutter (sorry MC).

"The party has only started! Now let's- What? The flask is already empty? You wanted to sleep now? Together? I... Uh, no, I don't have a problem with that..."

...

Their hands found your hips, pinning you to the bed to keep you from moving around, "Fuck... I'm begging you here. Stop moving around. Why, you ask? It's... It's annoying, I can't sleep like this. Now stay still."

Caine:

Would be more worried that you'll feel obligated to stand and keep watch of him in the cold. He resorted to fussing over you and making sure you're warm, throwing the blanket around you and checking if your fingers were cold.

He laid on his back, pulling you closer until your head is resting on his shoulders, one of his arms around your waist. Would quickly regret the position though, since you might feel his abnormally fast heartbeat.

"We can share the bed- Would that be uncomfortable for you? I don't want my knight to be sick, you understand? Now keep yourself warm-"

...

His free hand found yours, checking to see if you're still cold, "How are you feeling? Me? I feel warm with you here- My heartbeat?? No, you're imagining it, this rate is normal for me-"

Also see:

ROs reaction to 'there is only one bed'

ROs big spoon / little spoon preference

Thank you for following the development of The Woods Hungers!

[khuzena]

Take my heart with you

Kaiser x fem!reader♡

Summary: you're the itoshi brothers' little sister, what could go wrong if you secretly dated kaiser?

Warning: the itoshi brothers hate each other but if anyone hit on their sister they team up rq, fluff to Angst. Kaiser being a sweetheart. Rin being the better brother🔥🙌. I PROMISE IT GETS BETTER AT THE END plS I SWEAR. Kaiser professing his love for reader in the most poetic way possible 🙌 possibly OOC but we dc

A/n: this is so stupid. Let's pretend they actually understand each other 💀💀💀. I swear I tried and I really love those old Rin, Sae and reader sibling hcs or chat fics i used to see on tumblr and i was like how about i add my own twist but reader dating kaiser.

You sneaked out of the house to go on a date with Kaiser. What could go wrong?

Answer: Everything.

You arrive at the restaurant, patiently waiting for Kaiser until you feel a hand on your shoulder, flinching by surprise.

"Shall we?"

"Y-yeah…"

Michael Kaiser who treats you like a gentleman for the entire night and spoils you, getting you anything you wanted in the restaurant.

"I kinda want macaroons but it's kinda expensive—", you say, complaining to Kaiser about the prices but a waitress walks to your table and you hear him whispering something to the waiter.

"Yes, madam we'll order some macaroons"

"What."

Michael Kaiser who surprises you with a Birkin bag for your 1 year anniversary, you're still surprised Sae and Rin haven't found out about the relationship.

"I— how am I supposed to explain to my brothers I randomly got a Birkin???"

"Easy, just tell them we're dating, it's not like anything bad is going to happen" Kaiser rolls his eyes thinking what could go wrong if your two brothers found out you're dating their rival.

Michael Kaiser who wears an awkward disguise but it surprisingly works well. Though you can't help but stare at him, his eye glasses accentuate his already good looks.

"Staring at me, schatz?" He teases, intertwining both your hands as you two enjoy the scenery in front of you.

You'd be lying if you said he didn't look good in those glasses, "W-well… the glasses suit you." Shyly looking away. The two of you have been dating for a year now but you still stutter and stumble when you're caught by surprise by him again and again.

"I know" he says confidently while pushing away your bangs to place a chaste kiss on your forehead.

Michael Kaiser who takes off his disguise and leads you two in a quiet area with no other person other than you two.

"You know if I had the chance to turn back time to fix my past I wouldn't change a single thing." He chuckles before pulling you closer to him by the waist.

You raise an eyebrow, not knowing what he meant. "Huh?" He leaned down to your level, holding you close and lips inches apart from each other.

"Because if I changed something then there's a chance I wouldn't be able to meet you, I'd rather go through that pain as a young footballer rather than live my life not meeting you." He whispered, smirking at your reaction. How could he say that so casually and expect you to act normal.

Michael Kaiser who takes you shopping and promises to take you out on another date like this.

"Kaiser, I don't wanna go home yet" you muttered quietly, hugging him as he patted your back.

Kaiser smiles at you, pulling away so he can cup your face with both his hands. "I know." He pulled you into a deep kiss before your phone rang and interrupted your moment.

Your eyes widen at the contact number.

"Oh shit it's my brothers… should I check the message?"

"Its okay go ahead"

Kaiser reads the chats with you, absolutely baffled by the brothers' efforts to stalk you.

"What the fuck." You both hear behind you, it was Sae's voice.

"I swear I can explain!" Yelling at the two but it's no use when they glared daggers at you and Kaiser.

Sae forced the two of you to ride back home, talking sternly to Kaiser while driving; Rin is still mad at the betrayal but he won't admit it.

"How long have you been seeing my sister?" Sae demanded an answer, still pissed for 3 reasons.

1. Not telling Sae you're seeing someone (he just wants to keep you safe)

2. You dating Kaiser (Sae and Rin absolutely do not trust that man)

3. The traffic

Kaiser gulps, looking back at you and looking back at Sae, never had he imagined meeting your brothers face to face again like this.

"Since last year"

…

"What." Rin felt his eye twitch, his nerves popping out of anger and confusion.

You hold your boyfriend's hand nervously, the atmosphere is so dreary it feels like your skin is getting grated every second from the anxiety prickling at your skin.

"You're gonna fucking use my sister and leave her crying like shit after you're done with her? The fuck do you want with her?"

"R-rin— that's enough…"

"I'm not done yet."

Kaiser entered the Itoshi household, he knew if he chickened out or shit the brothers would never approve of him. He took his shoes off and wore the slippers you offered him, you and Kaiser sit down at the couch and it's already making you uncomfortable.

"Listen here you German shit." Sae snarls at him, Kaiser has met Sae and Rin before and used to piss the two daily at blue lock, now he regrets ever doing it because it ruined his chances of getting along with his future brother-in-laws.

Anyone could tell Sae was pissed as hell, venom seethed from his throat and he swears if he could just smash the living shit out of Kaiser he would.

On the other hand though, Rin is absolutely avoiding your gaze. He's madder than Sae because he feels like he failed as your brother. That he wasn't good enough for you to share your secret with him.

"If you break my sister's heart I'll break your limbs at the next world cup. You hear me?" The eldest brother glaring down at Kaiser, if looks could kill Kaiser would've already been dead.

"And you." Gulping as you stare at the ground when Sae mentions you, hoping that this'll all end.

"Why the fuck did you think it's a good idea to hide a relationship like this for so long?"

"Because I knew you'd blow up like this— you're always so overprotective yet you were never here with me and Rin!" The two of you went at it, insults and insults, uneasiness filling the gaps of each corner. "What the fuck do you mean never here? I was working my ass off in spain to chase my dreams- to make you and Rin's life fucking easier!"

"I never asked you to do that for me! You're the worst person ever, I wish you weren't my brother." It accidentally slips out and Sae's eyes widen. When you look back at him you could see his breathing become uneven— that look in his eyes. The look of betrayal and guilt. He was taken aback at your reply.

You burst into tears before taking Kaiser's hand, pulling him out of the Living room and going outside.

"Michael lets go." You mumbled, it was freezing but none of it mattered. Tying your shoes before taking your shit with you.

Kaiser feels like needles were stabbing his chest, it felt like it was his fault that your relationship with your brothers strained even further— if it ever existed in the first place.

He says nothing as he watches you pathetically cry and run away from the household, catching up to you while pulling you closer to him.

"Shhh it's okay, breathe."

Kaiser rubbed circles on your back as you hyperventilated; tears streaming down your cheeks as you hugged him, looking for the comfort you could never find in anyone else but him.

"I-it's all my fault— I'm sorry for dragging you into this.."

"Breathe," he raised your chin, making you stare at him. It pained him to see you breaking down in his arms like this, "Breathe in and out, it's gonna be okay."

The two of you walk to a nearby playground, hand in hand as you two sit on the swings. Kaiser looks over to you… confusion, pity and sadness coming to him all at once. Maybe it was right that he should've left you alone when you first mentioned that you were an Itoshi.

"I'm sorry… I didn't expect it to go this way— I really am sorry." Sobbing as you hugged your legs together and cried onto your knees.

Kaiser only stares at you. His mouth goes dry as his mouth was left agape, his mind racing and he wants to say something but he doesn't know the right words that he should say. He could make you feel much worse and he didn't want to add to your stress so he kept quiet.

You two stay at the playground for hours until you hear footsteps slowly coming closer.

"Go home now, please."

Your eyes were dead, tugging onto your shirt as you shivered in both anxiety and from the cold weather. "R-rin?"

Rin looks over to you then Kaiser, feeling guilt. He should've said something earlier but he's always been a coward, always been a bad brother.

"Let's go home and eat dinner. You're hungry and you Kaiser… let's talk privately later." Rin's voice was hoarse, you could tell he's been crying. You nod and stand up, walking back home with Rin as Kaiser follows behind you two.

You three entered the house quietly, making sure to not disturb Sae. Rin looks down at the cold soup he made earlier, picking it up and reheating it while you and Kaiser wait at the dining table.

"Here… beef stew." Rin places the bowl down, preparing the dinner table. You watch Rin do all the work, you tried to help him but he refused. You could tell he was trying to ease the atmosphere. "So… when did you meet my sister.?" He asked, Rin was too ashamed to look any of you in the eye.

"I met her at the Blue Lock party a year ago then…" Kaiser pauses, looking over to you for affirmation as you nod at him, "We hit it off and she was nice, we exchanged numbers and we went on a date. She mentioned she was an Itoshi and I got nervous." He continued before taking a bite of the beef.

"Oh." Rin replied, it was awkward for everyone at the dining table. Just the clanking of the utensils against their own plates and whirring sound of the electric fan can be heard. But it's better than the deafening noise of continuous fighting with Sae.

"I know we fought a lot at the world cup and Blue lock but I'm willing to put that aside for my sister." Rin trails off. Rin was never good with words but he knew if he can't make amends with your lover then he'd hurt you in the process.

Kaiser takes a deep breath, his hands still clammy and sweaty. "I— me too."

You only watch the awkward interaction between the two, you were glad they were slowly starting to get along.

"Kaiser." Rin looks over to Kaiser and they stare at each other, but it wasn't hatred in their eyes, just regret.

"Promise me you won't break my sister's heart?" Your brother asked with desperation in his voice, you're the only one he had left and he couldn't and wouldn't bear to see you heartbroken. The first he's ever seen you heartbroken was when Sae came back from spain and abandoned you two. He doesn't want to see you break down over anything— anyone, ever again.

"I would never. I've known her all my life." The two Itoshis raised an eyebrow at his bold declaration.

"When I was a child I would pick flowers off the neighbor's lawn and imagine myself giving it to the girl I would love. When I grew older I would take pictures of breathtaking sceneries and hope that maybe I could bring my soon to be lover to those places again. When I got my first check I saved enough because I hoped to god I could meet the love of my life and spoil them with everything I have." Kaiser stares down at his plate, trying to avoid their gazes but he then looks Rin straight in the eye, his eyes brimming with a fiery determination Rin swore he only ever saw from other football players when their vision narrows on the ball, like an adrenaline rush.

"And I'm sure I've known her all my life and I'll spend my life meeting and learning to love her over and over again— so please. Let me be with her. I won't ever hurt her, if I ever did I would stop playing football because I dedicated my goals just for her. If I kicked and rolled the ball without meaning I'd rather not play it at all."

Rin's always loathed Bastard München's ace, Kaiser. But he feels his heart soften at his persistence to be with his sister. Never in his life has he seen a man so dedicated to ever go after his sister. Rin hates Kaiser for sure but he promised to put their past behind just for her.

"Alright… I'll let you have my sister but… keep your promise. She's the only one I have."

Your eyes soften at the scene unfolding Infront of you, happy that the two most important people in your life are getting along but there's one person left, Sae.

You all finish eating then helping Rin clean up the table. In the corners of your eye you noticed Kaiser wiping the table. "K-kaiser you dont have to!"

"It's nothing."

"W-well… I'm gonna go upstairs and uh get my stuff…" you gave a weak smile to the two, slowly walking up the stairs to talk to Sae.

The lights were dimmed and Sae wasn't in his room. Almost stepping on a sock you looked over to Sae, he was sitting down on the staircase; his hair messy and his eyes puffy.

"What do you want?" Aggression and hostility in his voice, he looked up to you. A few hours ago at the fight, Sae was beyond pissed at you but now… he looked broken, as if he realized something.

Note: sorry if the intro was so bad i dont know how to write anymore im cryigngggg. I mean i know how to but i def downgraded compared to my past fics istg. Sorry if there are too many mistakes, I'll try my best to satisfy my readers in the next part of the fic. 🙇‍♀️ Hope you enjoyed!

Written by @khuzena. Likes, reblogs and comments are always appreciated. ♡

[luckyloops]

Just in time for Cora week, look at this wonderful commission from @themetalhiro of Corazon and my OP oc, Mila! ૮꒰˶ᵔ ᗜ ᵔ˶꒱ა˖⁺‧₊˚

It’s absolutely adorable, thank you! ໒꒰ྀི˶˃��˂˶ ꒱ྀིა

[wayfayrr]

🍞 anon here!

So — I accidentally came across one of those realistic cake videos. With that, why not a reader that could create realistic cakes. (*￣∇￣)ノ

The chain could be settling down at Lon Lon Ranch or Legend's home. They could be out because of news of monsters with black blood, so the reader stayed behind for their safety.

When they returned, Reader checked up on them, being sweet and eventually offering cake that they made while they're out. They agreed, a little snack sounds good, and it's kind of the reader to make something for them —

Proceeds to cut out a chunk of the kitchen counter and hands one of them a plate.

>=<=>=<

"Wha — huh?! (@_@)"

"It's cake :)"

"But, that — it was a —"

"Cake :)"

"I — thank you..."

"..."

"Wait — MY CHAIR?!?"

"Cake :)"

>=<=>=<

If you can't hurt them physically, hurt them psychologically. :)

And in terms of yandere, I like to think there's a gag where the reader just somehow — maybe Hylia's blessing — has extremely realistic decoys of them made out of cake, just at their disposal.

Like, please, paint a picture of someone chatting with the reader, building up the courage to hold their hand only for their entire arm to fall on the ground. Cue confused, screaming.

They would eventually see through whether or not something was cake... maybe?

Either way, Reader would definitely be banned from the kitchen or any sort of baking utensil.

the way this is literally the same theme as something I was joking about with some friends loaf - you managed to infiltrate my discord?????/j (it was crack angst about if reader accidentally bit one of the chain and they were a hyperrealistic cake and didn't know, it spiralled from talking about wars and red velvet at the same time)

I love how much paranoia that scenario give parts of the chain though, they can't be certain that anything isn't actually a cake from that moment onwards, if leaving reader alone for such a small amount of time lead to them making so many cakes that were that realistic? who's to say they couldn't make cakes of other things - or even things out in the wild?

if they could by chance even replicate the magic of enchanted items, making them near undetectable to even the most magic sensitive of the links, well if it increases the amount of buffs they have then why not? even if it makes them sad to have to eat something with so much dedication, care and love put into it's creation

as for the yandere side, as well as what you mentioned with decoys? what about reader replacing their weapons with cake before they fled, asking fi for permission to wield her as her other master is losing himself to this sick twisted obsessive lust for them. It also makes me think of peeta in the hunger games and how he hides lmao maybe one of the links reader still foolishly trusts is suddenly grabbed by a hand in a shockingly similar way while the rest are enamoured by the saccarine decoy. only clocking on when their star in the skies falls apart under their touch.

They'd be lucky to ever bake again when they're reunited.

[lili863]

Hunted

Ominis x Reader (You)

Warning: Mature, slightly Nfsw, Minors DNI

Summary: Your underestimation of Ominis puts him in a foul mood and he ready to do whatver it takes to prove you wrong and put you in your place.

Classes were over for the day as you, Ominis and Sebastian hung out in the library, spending time wroking on your assignments and chatting about days.

"I swear Weasly put something in that potion, otherwise it wouldnt have blown up in our faces" Sebastian complained.

"Honestly, Sebastian, I would think you'd be smart enough not to leave your cauldron alone with Gareth Weasly. That boy's a menace, " Ominis stated in amusment.

"Well its not like I can keep an eye on him all the time! Besides I was literally gone for 30 seconds"!

Ominis rolled his eyes "I wouldnt even trust him with 5 seconds"

You huffed out a laugh hearing the two talk before Sebastian turned towards you with accusatory glare.

"Wait a minute. You had potions with me today, you literally sat right behind us. Did you see him doing anything funny? "

You pressed your lips and tried to answer as nonchalantly as you could.

"No".

"Your lying" Ominis calls out.

Your jaw dropped before you tried to defend yourself

"Wha- No! I am not, I-"

Ominis rested his head in palms, almost looking bored.

"Your a terrible liar Y/N"

"You cant prove it" You accused.

Ominis' hands were quick to reach out across the desk, finding your hands immediately before wrapping around your wrist and finding the pulse point. His finger applied a little pressure, making you tense up as you watched the boy's lips tug at the corner.

He sighs with a small smile on his lips "Its sometimes painful how obvious you could be"

You blushed and pulled away, rubbing your wrists where Ominis touched you. "That not fair! I just...have a fast heartrate okay"

Sebastian slammed his palms in the table before Ominis could reply and inched closer to your face with a glare "Y/N I swear if you helped that little twat in getting me detention today I will literally-"

"Okay, okay! I am sorry! I owed Garrett a favor, and he really needed a fwooper feather today so..I may have gave it to him today, at..the exact time you left your cauldron" You vibisbly shrunk in your chair givijg him a nervous smile but all you saw was his eyes twitch and his fists clench up on the table.

"I- I didnt know he was going to put that feather in the cauldron at that moment! I had just managed to get out of Professor sharp ingredients closet without being seen and had to quickly to give it to him so Sharp wouldnt see me. I am sorry. " You apologized sincerely, and upon seeing your face, you noticed sebastian features softened before he slumped down on his chair with a heavy sigh swiping his face with his hands.

"Im gonna fucking kill him " he muttered.

You smiled sheepishly and turned around to rummage through your bag before placing a jar on the table.

"What have you got there?"Ominis asked curiously upon hearing the sound of the glass jar hit the table.

"Lace wing flies for Sebastian" you replied.

Sebastian furrowed his brows in confusion "For me"?

You nodded "Yup. For your troubles. I was in sharps closet anyway and I heard you needed lacewings., he has a lot of them so he wont notice one jar gone. I know your short on them so no need to buy them or make a trip all the way out of the castle to catch them either"

Sebastian tackled you in a tight hug before exclaiming "Ugh your an angel. I take back what I say your forgiven"!

You laughed and pulled away "Least I can do after hearing you got detention today"

Sebastian groaned "Weasly is SO in for it"

"Wait, so not only did you manage to sneak into Sharp closet, but you got out of there with two ingredients completely unseen?" Ominis raises a brow

You shrug, turning towards Ominis "I mean, yeah..it wasn't that hard to be quite frank"

Sebastian raises his brows in disbelief "Wasnt that hard? I literally see him walk in and out of that closet at least a hundred times today! How did you not to get caught"?

You smirked. "You can't catch me. If I wanted, I can disappear so well you won't even detect my presence"

"Is that so" Sebastian smirked in amusment.

You gave a teasing grin and replied "Its a gift".

Ominis began drumming his fingers against the table lightly with an unreadable expression.

He gazed at you as if he could see you, his eyes purposfully moving around and glancing at certain spots within where you were sitting.

You couldnt help but notice as Sebastian began to ramble on about the book he found in the restricted section yesterday.

A hint of amusment evident in Ominis face, he lazily twirled his quill around while gazing in your direction.

What was he looking at? It felt stupid to wonder about that kind of question since he's blind, but the way his eyes moved over you didn't look random, he was purposely studying something about you.

Your eyes soon followed from his fingers up to his face when you slightly flinch at the sight. His own cloudy set looks right back at you as if he can see you.

Somehow you were hypnotized. Ominis eyes were always faced down when talking to anyone so you enver got to look into them this closely.

They were beautiful.

Unable to look away, the two of you stare at each other until Sebastian clears his throat, snapping you out.

"Hellooo, are you even listening"? he asks, looking between the two of you. You answered before Ominis could and continued to talk with Sebastian, now unaware that Ominis eyes were still on you.

Your little statement about being hard to catch caught his attention. Since he was positive, the easiest person to find in this castle was you. He's sure not for others but for him anyway.

Unbeknownst to most Ominis senses has always preceded others to compensate for his blindness. His smell, hearing, and taste were always for sensitive naturally. But what very few people knew, or rather what only sebastian knew was his ability to see and track the traces of magic. Every witch and wizard in this castle had traces that were each unique in its own magical way.

Even without his wand, he could detect the masses of others very easily due to this ability. The traces appeared to ominis in clusters of bright or faint light. Some were dull and hard to catch, while others were bright and easy to see.

Magic folk always had traces even from the simplest charms they performed in their everyday lives.

But you were different.

When you walked into sorting ceremony, he instantly sought it out and found you.

The unique complexity of your magic was too hard to ingore and too bright to look away. It was sometimes warm, sometimes cold, and other times a little dark. But never dull. It was...beautiful.

Just like you.

Even without your magic, your gentle voice always attracted him to you as if you were a siren. Your scent was subtle, but he couldn't get enough of it. And your touch.

They were reassuring in a way that no other touch could make him feel.

Ominis was baffled with your presence at times. He didnt want to admit he needed you every where he went. But he did. He often found himself annoyed or unreasonablely angry if someone asked for your audience or help. You had enough on your plate without these other students asking for unessary favors.

But you being you were always polite. He could hear the smile on your face and the compassion in your voice.

And somehow, your courage to keep everyone safe by fighting poachers or goblins had made him even more awestruck. He's never met someone like you. So kind, understanding, and balanced, unlike him.

You were an angel to those who deserved it or a venamous snake ready to pounce to those who didn't.

He tried to convince himself that that you weren't perfect. Surely you had flaws.

But for goodness sake, even your flaws were perfect. The way you were such a klutz sometimes, your lame jokes that cheered him up more than the funny ones or how you always went out of your way to get him on broom to fly with you.

He was angry with himself most of the days for letting you invade his mind like this. You were all he ever thought about waking up in the morning and going to bed. It was unhealthy and obsessive. But he kept coming back for more as if there wasn't an ounce of displine left in him.

And now, after finding out you possessed such powerful ancient magic, you invaded his senses from left right and center until all he heard, touched, and felt was you.

It was overwhelming and possessive.

Even if you were located in the deepest corner of this castle, he was positive he could find you. Like a moth to a flame.

"Well growing up, I always played hide and seek with my friends, and no seeker has ever been able to find me until they had to give up" you chuckled speaking of those memories with fondess.

Your story brought Ominis back into the conversation as he continued to listen quietly.

"So you're saying if we were to play this little game of hide and seek right now, we wouldn't be able to find you?" Sebastian challenged.

"Oh, with you two? I am positive" You grinned.

Sebastian smirked before looking at Ominis "I dont know. Ominis here is VERY good at seeking people out"

Ominis frowned at Sebastian, not wanting to draw attention to his abilities.

You looked at Ominis and then Sebastian confused "But..Ominis cant see"?

Sebastian chuckled "Oh trust me, he sees more then any of us"

Ominis slightly kicked him under the table to tell him to shut up, but now you were curious.

"What does he mean Ominis"?

Ominis sat up a little at your voice and cleared his throat "Nothing, Sebastian just joking-"

"Ominis here can track people better then any tracker I've ever seen. And you my dear are probably the easiest to track for him, " Sebastian finished cutting Ominis off.

Ominis gritted his teeth, reminding himself to hex Sebastian as soon as they were alone.

You frowned deeply at the claim, a little offended. "What does that mean"?

"It means Ominis here possesses a certain skill set that could help him find exactly where you are in this castle. If I were you, I wouldn't underestimate him, " Sebastian explained giddlily.

"Goodness knows how many times he found me halfway across the castle before I could leave the grounds."

"You mean sneaking out? Yeah, plenty of times. " Ominis rolled his eyes in annoyance.

"How..extactly do you do that, Ominis?" you asked curiously.

Ominis sighed with smile "Nothing to concern yourself with darling"

You narrowed your eyes, his vague reply now definitely offended. They cant just say stuff like that and not give you an answer, especially after you bragged about you never getting caught.

Now you had to know. You prided yourself in your ability to be stealthy. Hell, you even broke into the heqdmasters quarters one day just to ranksak his room for fun. There is no way Ominis can truly find you if you hid. There is no way...right?

And now his dismisive reply only fired you up.

"Say Ominis, how about we play a little game then"? You asked determinedly.

Ominis face shone with amusement "What game would you be referring to"?

He already knew you werent going to let this go.

"A game of hide and seek of course"

He huffed out a laugh and slowly sat up in his chair, now completely facing you.

You were annyoed at his nonchalance but didnt show it.

"Well now that I hear about this ability of your, we simply have to put it to the test" you smiled.

"Is that so"?

You didn't miss the challenge evident in his tone, and neither did Sebastian seem to stay quiet.

Matching his energy, you sat up in your chair as well, facing his foggy eyes with a confidence that you were sure could be felt. "Yes. As a matter of fact, if I left right now and gave you two days to find me, you wouldn't be able to even if I walk right by you in and out of my classes"

Ominis face darkened at your arrogant tone. It was calm, but the kind of calm you see before the storm which you know is coming.

Right this moment, he wanted nothing else but to bend you over this desk and reprimand for taking that tone with him. But he opted to clench his fists until his knuckles were white and think of all things he could do when he caught you.

If it's one thing Ominis wouldn't back down from, it's a challenge. And especially if that challenge gave him the opportunity to witness your humility after he'd beaten you.

You wouldn't ever admit it, but something about the way he was staring at you made you feel something. A little flutter in your stomach that made you clench your thighs at the excitement. You weren't just merely curious anymore. You simply HAD to know if he could ever catch you.

You were quite aware of the effect he had on you. The urge to push his buttons and see how he would react, the urge to challenge him and see far he would go. Ominis was a reserved guy always opting to hide his skills instead of showing them, but you knew he was talented beyond belief and made it your mission to see every one of them whether he liked it or not. It was always the quiet one with the surprises, and you absolutely loved surprises.

"4 hours".

"What"?

"Give me four hours to find you, wherever you decide to hide in this entire castle"

His confidence dropped your jaw and rendered you speechless.

Only 4 hours?!

A little panic was set in your brain at his claim. This castle is huge. And you hide anywhere you want. Was he that confident in his skills?

Ominis grin only widened upon sensing your hesitance. "Is that too long? Very well then how about two hours"?

You almost choked on your spit and looked at Sebastian with widened eyes.

Sebastian couldnt help but grin with excitement. "Oh this is good. This is brilliant. Y/N vs The Ominis Gaunt"

Ominis frowned slightly at the interference of his friend.

This was personal and both you and Ominis knew it.

"Dont you have detention to get to right now Sebastian" Ominis reminded.

Sebastian face fell and groaned at the realization "Ugh, bollocks"

You gave a lopsided smile and patted Sebastian arms in reassurance. "Good luck with Weasly. And try not to kill him, PLEASE"

Sebastian chuckled "No promises"

You shook your head in amusment as you witness him packing his belongings. Before he left the table, he turned towards Ominis with a menacing grin "Go easy on her Ominis, she looks a little scared"

Your hands flew to hit Sebastian in the arm with a glare, curseing him for exposing you.

Sebastian barked out a laugh before grabbing his bag and leaving the two of you in the library. "Have fun you two, oh and Y/N do let me know what happens"

You cursed at him under your breath once again and looked at the clock.

It was almost curfew time, which would leave you no choice but to run around the castle past curfew.

"Ominis, it almost curfew, I dont think we can-"

"All the more fun then" Ominis interrupted.

"Surely you can manage to sneak past a couple of prefects"

You gasped in delight, "Ominis?! I didnt know you had it in you to break the rules like this. Sebastian a bad influence, isn't he"? You teased.

Ominis scoffed at your tone "Thats all Ive ever been doing ever since the day you entered this castle"

You giggled. "Well then, I reckon this will be a much bigger challenge for you then, won't it?"

"Perhaps you should worry more about what I could do if I caught you," he tried to hide the malice in his tone.

Your glared at him ignoreing the goosebumps on your skin "What would I have to be afraid of Ominis? Surely your not referring to yourself"?

A menacing smirk appeared on his face as he sat there, choosing not to reply to your comment.

Ominis knew you were anxious enough already. And boy, was he going make you terrified.

You felt the ominous feeling and stood up from you chair starting to pack your things.

You two had better get a move if you were hoping to finish this game early enough not to get into trouble.

Ominis packed his things up as well and tried his best to hide his anticipation. His mind was racing with dizzying thoughts on how to approach this and how he would catch you.

The hunger of it all was unbearable, and he was grateful you couldn't read his mind.

"Let shake on it then"

Ominis heard the girl say and shuffle towards him. His hand reached out to hers and enveloped them. She shook her hands and attempted to pull away but alas...

He couldnt help it. Just a little taste, he'd convinced himself.

Ominis gripped your hands and tugged firmly, causing you to yelp and crash into his chest.

Feeling his other hand slither around your waist, you looked up at the guy in shock.

Ominis, on the other hand, relished the proximity, which did little to satiate his desire. But he needed to mask it so he didn't scare you off.

Your eyes moved back forth in panic between his even though he couldn't see you

"What are you doing..."

Ominis leaned down to the side of your face, his lips brushing against the side of your face and gliding upwards until they found the tip of your ears.

You gasped at the sensation that made you arch closer to him.

His fingers lazily rubbed small circles on top of yours while you gripped his hands harder and whispered, "What are you doing Ominis"?

Ominis fought the urge to bite your lobes and merely hovered over your ears. "Are you sure you want to play this game with me, darling?"

Your chest was moving erractically no doubt being felt by Ominis pressed against you.

His arms instinctively pulled you in closer if that was even possible, and now all you could feel was his hard chest and the hot warmth that seeped into your skin.

"We could always call it quits if you're too scared." Ominis was slowly losing his self-control. His lips moved slightly downwards to press an open-mouthed kiss against her jaw.

"O-ominis" you whimpered.

Fuck. You couldn't control yourself either. This was surreal to you.

"Yes darling" his breath was heavy on your skin, making you shiver. His hands let go your yours to wrap around his other on your waist and pulling up against him in order to get better access to your neck.

You hands flew around his neck to stead yourself before his lips pressed into your neck harshly.

Whimpers escaped your mouth as he bit your neck and swiped his tongue firmly over the bruise before repeating it. One of his hands ran up your spine before gently gripping your neck and pulling it back to access more skin.

You allowed him before he dove down to your throat with a searing kiss.

Your body jolted when you felt his canines in the middle of your neck now completely at his mercy. Heat was quickly pooling in your stomach, and you could feel his eagerness down there with how closely you were pressed against him.

Ominis concious kept yelling at him to back off before he completely lost it. Anymore of this, and he would truly find himself pushing you on this desk and taking you right then and there.

But fuck, you felt so good.

His lips pressed kisses up your throat until finally they were infront of your lips.

Ominis knew if he kissed you there was no going back.

But you couldn't let it happen like this. Not now.

You tried gather enough self control and shoved him back, which unfortunately pushed you back further then it did him, but nonetheless, now you were facing each other, flushed, disheveled and completely incoherent.

You gulped and pointed a finger straight on his chest "Catch me if you can Gaunt"

At the sound of your determined tone, Ominis grinned widely before taking your finger at his chest turning it over.

He bought the palm up his lips and pressed a kiss.

You swear your poor heart is about explode when he replied " I give you my word..."

[ordonianhero]

Hyrule’s thanksgiving

Headcanons

They are at Lon Lon ranch with several of Malon and Link’s friends come to celebrate.

Talon- *asleep in his lazy boy chair*

Four, legend, Hyrule, wind- playing card games on the floor.

Malon & Wild- in the kitchen cooking with the help of a few friends. (That can be trusted in the kitchen *everyone eyeing time, trying to steal a roll*)

Twilight: *is as Wolfie waiting for anything they drop on the floor to snack on*

Warriors- having a glass of wine and chatting up Impa.

Sky: being educated by one of Time’s friends on what Thanksgiving is.

Time: happily enjoying watching his found family bonding. And also being chased out the kitchen and being told to take Wolfie with him.

[nell0-0]

This fought me so badly, but it's done! Sorry for taking so long I guess, but at least the third chapter is finished.

Avoiding conflict is conflictive

Chapter 3: A place of rest

Wild has many thoughts about this mess and the unrest it has created in the chain. Meanwhile, in Lon Lon ranch, Malon and Time have a chat.

Probably should add the "Twilight (Linked Universe) has a bad time" tag at this rate. My guy is not the focus in any chapter yet and he keeps being miserable somehow.