#To everyone who was praying for me also: thank you so much. God's got me I know. I just need to trust him.

[flickeringflame216]

I want to gather my 11 year old self into a hug and say look. Look at all the love waiting for you. Look at all the friends who care about you unconditionally and love you tenderly and unironically. They text you good morning and good night and say hey I saw this and it made me think of you and ask do you want to take a walk with me this week? Look at how God hears you and knows you need this. Don't listen to the lie that you're not worth it.

[mehrsdigitaldiary]

Nothing Feels Better

Lando Norris x Fem!Reader

summary- the legendary win. a win no one will forget

a/n- AGGHHHHH I'M STILL NOT OVER HIS WIN IT FEELS LIKE A FEVER DREAM FRGRGHSKFQWRJ. Anyways, I hope you guys enjoy this, I'm sorry if this is bad, I'm still improving🤍

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The atmosphere in the McLaren hospitality was tense. No one relaxed after Lando pit. Each and everyone in the hospitality was a nervous wreck, their eyes focused on the gap between him and Max.

You were sitting with Ria and Aarav, heart racing, praying to all the gods for no fuck ups. The safety car ended and the tension levels in the hospitality were at an all time high with Verstappen lining his car up almost next to Lando. Everyone was up from their seats. This was it.

Once the green flag was waved, Lando pulled away with ease but Max was well within DRS range. But with pressure from Charles and Carlos right on his tail, Max had to focus on defending his position rather than fighting Lando for P1, although the gap between Lando and Max kept giving you mini heart attacks with it decreasing and increasing every millisecond.

Lap 33 to Lap 56 went by in the blink of an eye. It was the last lap of the race. No one in the hospitality dared to move till he passed the last corner of the track. After he did, the entire hospitality emerged in cheers, mechanics running over to the pitwall grill and climbing it to cheer your boyfriend on his very first of many wins in Formula 1.

You however stayed put where you were holding Ria's hand, both of your eyes glued to the screen until Lando crossed the finish line. You were completely shocked. Your boyfriend had won the Miami Grand Prix. LANDO WAS A RACE WINNER. Now, everything was a blur to you, all you were thinking about was running to Parc Fermé and smothering your boyfriend in kisses.

Lando was the last to reach Parc Fermé. He got out of his car and ran towards the mechanics, jumping on them. Next he came to you and captured your lips in a passionate kiss, you crying into the kiss. You pulled him into a hug before he left for the post race interview, "I'm so so so proud of you my love. My future champion, I love you.", you whispered into his ears. Lando whispered a quick 'I love you' to you with a cheeky wink before he rushed for his interview.

"Lando Norris, how does it feel to be an F1 Grand Prix winner?" Jenson asked him. "About time huh? Fuck, sorry. But yeah, it feels surreal. I'm so thankful for my team, my family, my friends, my girlfriend Y/N who is right there for their constant support. I wouldn't recommend recording her right now she's a mess." he chuckled. "But yeah, a huge thanks tot the team for believing in me, I finally delivered to them."

Once the podium celebrations were over, Lando and you went back to his drivers room. As soon as he locked the door, he pulled you in for a long, messy, passionate kiss. "I'm beyond proud of you baby. it was always a matter of when, not if. There's so much more to come for you. My future champ." You spoke into the kiss. "thank you so much for supporting me through this baby. I wouldn't have bee able to do this without you. I love you babygirl." he said. "I love you so much more"

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yourusername P1 BABYYYYYYYYY 🏆🏆🏆 THE LOVE OF MY LIFE GOT HIS MAIDEN WIN TODAY. IM SO INSANELY PROUD OF U POOKIE🤍🤍🤍🤍 THIS IS ONE OF MANY MANY MORE TO COME♾️🧡

ALSO GOODBYE AND GOOD RIDDANCE TO "LANDO NOWINS" U WILL NOT BE MISSED

landonorris thank u so much babygirl couldn’t have done it without ur constant support🤍🤍🤍🤍

fernandoalo_official bravooooo👏🏼👏🏼

lewishamilton WELL DONE.

lnfour HE’S A RACE WINNER NOW GUYS🙌🏼🙌🏼🙌🏼

user okay but is anyone going to talk about how Y/N and ria fell when he crossed the finish line😭😭

— user that and how Y/N sprinted to climb the pitwall grill with the mechanics to cheer lando on 🥹😭

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Requests are open send in requests for fics and blurbs <33

[papil0nglegs]

Can I request tf2 mercs with a reader who is genuinely terrifying. Like there quiet, sneaky, uncanny, basically reader is kinda like the mercs very own cryptid. (Bonus points if reader is tall af<3)

Boo 🤍

A/n: Spy’s is a little short here 😣 I hope you weren’t too eager to see his lol. I got a little experimental with this one, not too much tho. Also I’ll be going on another break, I know I just finished one but I’m going through an unexpected rough time rn. So sorry guys, hope you enjoy <33

Warnings: Video used may be a spoiler for s2 of scream queens, Praying is used in a humorous light

To start things off, you introduced yourself in the worst way possible. The bus that you were supposed to take got broken down so you had to find your way through the base without knowing where the entrance was. So what’d you do? Bang into a bunch of glass windows at 3am while it was RAINING. Some of the mercs were up trying to fix up the power generator and..

I saved that clip for weeks I’m so happy I have a reason to use it now

I know they’re all supposed to be big bad mercs but you scared the living FUCK out of them.

Scout

This man went running. He went all the way from the generator to the fucking bunks in the span of a minute! So what’d he do when he got to his room? He grabbed his cross necklace, got on his knees, and started PRAYING.

“Please god Jesus frickin’ Christ hear my prayers, save me-I’m sorry about all those magazines I keep under my bunk and I’m sorry that I told spy to go fuck himself when he told me I couldn’t pull bitches and I’m sorry I call girls bitches please just don’t let me friggin’ die dude!!”

He just kept chanting the same things until Miss Pauling found him cradling himself on his bed with a blanket wrapped around him.

“Scout what are you doing?”

“THERE IS A GHOST IN THE BASE.”

“Oh, you mean y/n?”

‘Hi 👁️‍🗨️👁️‍🗨️’

Yea he was pretty freaked out by you. To make it worse, you always just stare at him. He can’t remember a single moment where he looked at you and didn’t catch your tiny pupils locked onto him.

At first he’d just gently wave awkwardly while you did the same so freakishly. Eventually he decided to say something because it was scaring him, something he’ll never admit

“Yo you got a problem or somethin’, what’s with all the stares?”

“Nothing, I just like looking at you. Your structure pleases me.”

“..oh, well that’s actually-wait I thought-hold on do you really-pfft-Yeesh, I didn’t expect you out of everyone to haha.. Yknow”

Yeah he was blushing like crazy, such a straightforward compliment.

He’s still scared of you, but he uses you as his hype man every now and then. He’ll fish for compliments and WILL receive them

“Dontcha think I got some nice racks for a guy?”

“..Totally”

He could literally walk up to you and threaten to kill you and your reaction is just “yuh go for it”

If you’re freakishly tall then he calls you tree. Cuz

If you’re on the shorter side then he would just pick you up from the shoulders and kiss you on the forehead. He knows you won’t do shit, you’re literally just 🧍‍♀️

Engineer

He didn’t even notice everyone else went running, he just kept on working on the electrical box. So when he stood up and saw you staring straight into the glass, he jumped a little but was mostly just confused

“What in the..”

“tap tap-Can you let me in?”

You’re lucky he didn’t go running like everyone else, you probably would’ve died from the flu if you spent another second outside in the freezing rain.

He puts a bell on you. He just had one laying around and tied it around the your wrist, it didn’t work because of how stiff your movements were so to ‘help’ you rang it against his ear.

“..”

“…..���🔔🔔🔔”

“GOD DAMN IT- oh, y/n”

“Sorry, the bell wasn’t ringing how you wanted it to so I rang it myself”

“Uh-huh, thanks for the warning partner”

From my experience southern people love to make conversation, but you aren’t really familiar with that. So when he tries to flirt it gets pretty awkward

“How’s it goin’ sugar, I reckon your looking quite nice today”

“👁️‍🗨️👁️‍🗨️”

“..you gonna say anythin’ back?”

“Oh, um.. I like your face.”

“Woah, alright then.”

He feels so embarrassed when he stands next to your tall ass, it makes him feel belittled. Especially when you actively have to look down just to make eye contact

But if you’re short then he loves it. Finally for once he doesn’t have to be reminded of his height when standing next to anyone.

Spy

He’s gone as soon as you show up. Like straight up disappears. He doesn’t like to show fear-makes him look weak

He’s convinced you could still see him though, cuz you happen to look in his direction even while he was invisible.

You don’t scare him as much as the others, if anything he took a bit of a liking to you because you stressed him out the least compared to the others. He always stood next to you + you were always his first pick for missions

You always make small talk with him. He doesn’t enjoy it but he still responds

“What is under your mask?”

“That is none of your business.”

“Why? Do you look like me?”

Spy doesn’t know if he should feel offended or annoyed

You don’t necessarily startle him like everyone else but you do make his heart jump slightly when you pop out of nowhere, you can see it in his pupils but never his body.

Pyro

HE RAN TOO BUT DIDN’T KNOW WHY LMFAO

He just saw everyone running and went ‘oh okay we’re doing this now 🏃‍♂️’

But seriously, he fell in love with you at first sight. Your features felt so intricate to him, you always gave each other blank stares, zoning into each other’s eyes.

‘⚫️ ⚫️’

“👁️‍🗨️👁️‍🗨️ hi”

“⚫️ ⚫️ mmf”

You’re the only person who can fully understand him. No, not using his body language, you can actually tell what he’s saying. He aw’s at that, finally someone knows what he’s saying.

It makes him more self aware than how he was before, he’ll say some really petty shit and when you react he panics

“Mmph mmm”

“um pyro I need you to calm yourself”

“Mm!”

Somehow you disturb HIM, you’ll point something out to him and talk to him like he’s crazy which makes him crazy

“Pyro, you reek of fire, it’s 30° outside, and it’s a cease day. Do you have any thoughts?”

“Mmmf mmm mph ☹️”

*plz leave me alone

Since you and him are so observant, the rest of the mercs are a little spooked by you guys. You’ll be in the corner with him watching and everyone is fairly weirded out.

“Mm mmmfmm mm”

“Pyro you’re hilarious.”

“What did thing say?”

“He said that if you were a littlest pet shop figure you’d be #508”

“..heavy is not sure what he expected”

[justwonder113]

Head over heels - Lee Know

part 2

Warning: Mentions of drinking, Minho is a bit tipsy but he's sober by the end of it. Rader is getting hit on by some weird dude. Slightly suggestive at the end. Minho is staring at the reader's chest. GN reader. Not proofread. Please tell me if I missed anything

Word count -1.8k

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A/N- I'm finally back!! Thankfully I got over the virus and more than dedicated to write as much as I can. I have many ideas and can't wait to write all of them. Thank you for all the love and support you've given me it truly means the world to me. Reblogs and comments are much appreciated. If you have any requests too feel free to do so. Take care of yourselves, love you all❤️

When is the right time to say that you're head over heels in love with someone? Perhaps when they do something really romantic and/or selfless. Something probably really kind and generous, something really cool... Probably not when they are dazed from having a bit too much to drink and look like they are about to fall asleep any given second now, right? Yup, you were definitely weird, probably the main reason you and Minho clicked this well. Okay in your defense you knew you were smitten with him for a while obviously, who wouldn't fall for him? it just downed on you though how down bad you actually were.

Really though. To think that you would realize that you're in love with your best friend when his like anywhere but this world is beyond crazy, even for you.

"Pretty boy do you want me to bring you some water?" You asked after seeing him blink slowly yet another time. You were at this club Hyunjin had invited you at. The music was blasting on the full volume and everyone was having the time of their life, well maybe except you and Minho. Normally you would be also be having fun with your friends but now everything felt a bit dull. Maybe because you didn't drink anything. You had bad flu earlier and you just didn't feel like drinking today. As for Minho, normally the drinks didn't get to him that easily, but he wad been overworking himself a lot lately and due to the fatigue even such small amount of alcohol as two or three shots got to him pretty easily.

Minho looked at you with dazed eyes for a second or two, as if trying to gather his thoughts. Something glimmered in his already sparkly eyes and he gave you a small smile. God, he looked so squishy and cute like this you wanted to pinch his cheeks. Not that you would, he had this tough persona to keep. Also not to sound weird but you didn't want others to notice how cute he was. Let's just say you wanted to gatekeep him for yourself.

After Minho gave you a small nod you got up and headed to the bar. There were a lot of people in line so you would probably have to wait quite a while to get something as simple as glass of water. You texted Minho that this could take a minute or two and started waiting for your turn. Meanwhile from the corner of your eye you saw someone shamelessly check you out, like, could they be any more obvious about it? You prayed that he wouldn't approach you while you also crossed your fingers for the bartender to hurry up. You decided to ignore it. You didn't see anything.

Unfortunately your prayers hadn't been answered, the sleazy man decided to approach you, honestly the audacity some people had. You tried to keep your distance but it was all in vain. The man stood in front of you now. He even made a show of slowly checking you out. God what a pig. You really tried your best to compose yourself, you really didn't need to make a scene now.

"Hello. Gorgeous can I buy you a drink?" God even his voice was so annoying. You reminded yourself that you needed to keep calm. With the most polite voice you could muster you answered that you were good and that you were with someone. But the dude still kept pestering, making your blood boil even more. Who the hell did he think he was? You had enough of this, you were about to warn him that you would call the security on him, when hands wrapped around you. You stiffened for a second, but relaxed when you noticed that it was Minho. The strange man grumbled. "Shit, boyfriend of yours?"

Minho answered before you could, his hands tight around your waist, his glare cold as ice. "Yes, now fuck off." The man was about to argue but Minho's death glare shut him up quickly. The man slithered away to disturb someone else you guessed. You noticed to yourself to nitify security about him. He seemed shady.

You turned your full attention to Minho, who kept hugging you and now had rested his head on your shoulder. He still felt sleepy you guessed. "You took too long." He grumbled after a few seconds of silence. You turned your head and kissed the top oh his head. Minho grunted again. "Sorry pretty boy. Let's get you that water." You took a step towards the bar but Minho stopped you.

"Don't want it anymore."

You fully turned to Minho and started closely examining him, his face was unreadable though.

"Hey, how are you? Are you okay?"

"Just tired. Can I stay at yours?" You thought for a minute jokingly which Minho didn't really appreciate which he showed by softly pinching your side. Really, what was up with him being all cute today? You couldn't help yourself and you gave him a little peck on his cheek.

"Sure." Minho didn't say something, and you couldn't read anything on his face. He held his hand towards you and after you held it he started leading you to others so that you could say your goodbyes.

The walk to your house wasn't long. You appreciated the comfortable silence between you two. It was peaceful. You also loved how extra protective Minho was over you, he didn't let go of your hand whole way. Your heart felt like it would burst from joy.

You sighed in relief once you walked into the safehold of your house. It felt so good to be home. Like the two youthful people you were you immediately started getting ready for bed. You of course on top that pestered Minho to drink plenty of water before going to sleep. You didn't want him to wake up with a hangover. Surprisingly he was being obedient. You also couldn't help but admit that sleepy Minho was absolutely adorable. To you he just looked so soft and squishy all you wanted to do was to cover his whole face with kisses. And from the way how whiny he was, telling you that you should hurry up already and come to him he would most likely let you.

You didn't know when you crossed the boundary between being friends and well something more, but here you were now. You were always touchy with each other and flirting was a regular occurrence too, you didn't know when these playful banters became meaningful and made your heart flutter, you didn't really know when did you get so extra affectionate but you loved it if it meant that maybe you two could become something more.

You tried to get ready for bed as fast as possible, but the chains you had worn today didn't really let you. They managed to get stuck and you didn't really feel like going to sleep in them. So you turned to Minho who laid across on your bed. Diagonally like a sweet person he was. He had changed into the sweats and oversized shirt he had left at your house, but as it seemed he got lazy to get under the covers. "Min can you help me with these?" You asked sweetly as possible. Minho didn't answer and you thought that he fell asleep again laying diagonally on your bed, but he got up after a couple of seconds. He looked at you with unimpressed eyes waiting for you to ask what you wanted. You motioned towards your bundled up chains. Minho grumbled again but immediately started working on it.

The chains were more tangled up than you could imagine. Minho kept grumbling about how he should just snap them but still kept diligently working through every knot. You had no idea how did they get so tangled up on your neck. You got curious on what was taking so long and looked down and only when did you notice that upper buttons were open and you were showing quite a decent amount of cleavage. You felt shy for a second but then as if on cue you noticed how Minho's eyes kept shifting down towards your exposed skin. Let's just say it was a nice ego boost. Subtly as possible you even straightened up a little so you could show off your assets better. You didn't know if Minho knew you did that on purpose but his eyes sure did appreciate the sight. You didn't even realize you were staring at him, before he looked up and your eyes met. Suddenly you felt lost at words. How was he so gorgeous? You could use every word in dictionary and still it wouldn't be able to fully express his beauty. You wondered for a second if he was aware just what he did to you. God, you could just stare at him for hours.

"I did it." He spoke calmly as he placed your chain on your hands. "I think I know how you should thank me." Was it you or was he really close? You could even feel his breath on your skin. Your eyes couldn't help but shift from his eyes down to his pretty lips. What were you even doing? Minho noticed your wandering eyes, his gaze also shifted down to your lips.

His finger touched under your chin and slowly lifted your face so that you were eye to eye again.

"What do you have in mind?" You found your voice after a few long seconds of being rendered speechless.

"I want to kiss you so bad." Minho's confession sent shivers down your spine. Good thing that you were sitting on your bed, you felt like you would fall otherwise. You felt like fanning yourself, your whole body felt so hot.

"What's stopping you then?" You quipped back, he was so close now with each breath your lips slightly grazed each other.

"Nothing." His voice was raw with emotion. You didn't even get to say anything, his lips were on you in matter of milliseconds. The kiss was raw, passionate. It ignited you, you felt alive now that you had the taste of his lips. It was everything and so much more, it was like he tried to convey his feelings with this kiss.

Guess you were not the only one head over heels for the other.

[domreader-headcannon-scenarios]

Hello! I really love your works sm, can i request a sfw or nsfw head cannons of the angels from WHB? Thank you!!

I’m so glad you liked them!! So I’m tryna write the angels as best I can Gabriel is the only one I’ve met outside of a event, I’ve seen the other two in the Halloween event! I like em but ngl they have…unique kinks I needed to google hifth

I hope you enjoy!!

Over all cw: blaspheme (I think?? ((Angels worshiping you)), death (not main characters), abuse of power

Sfw/nsft hcs on Angels!

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Gabriel

Cw: inappropriate boners,

He basically a guard dog standing over your shoulder 24/7 to keep you safe, he calls you his ‘Lord/Lady/Highness’ and has an army of angels who think the same of you

He’s not very affectionate but if you just say ‘hold me/my hand’ or ‘kiss me’ he’d do it in a heart beat. As his God he only wants you pleased

He’s a terrible cook and somehow steals food and is terrifying good at getting away with it (it must be an angel thing??) he dosent even lie saying he made it, he’s just vague where it came from (only once have you caught him in the act and you made him apologize, but the person gave him the food regardless)

He dust a lot in your home and you cant help but notice the ‘home made’ duster he ‘found’ has feathers matching his wings…

Nsft

Canon Kink: Hierophilia; deriving sexual pleasure from religion, religious places and objects as well as find the act itself religious

He enjoys watching you participate in religious activities…maybe too much. He also finds pleasure in treating you as his god.

You jokingly thought of making him go to church, only for him to jump at the chance. He lowkey regretted it when you didn’t touch him, and made him stay squirming in his seat instead of helping him get off. He for whatever reason thought you’d let him jerk off or would touch him yourself as you were holy, nothing you did was wrong but…touching himself in this place is

You’ve actually caught him touching himself to you praying before, he got bashful upon getting caught but you swear you’ve heard him doing it after that, you just don’t catch him in the act (though you’ve caught him awkwardly standing by and adjusting himself)

He’s got a adorablely small and sensitive cock and he genuinely doesn’t need it touched to cum, roll it between your fingers for a few minutes and he’s trembling as he spills out all his cum

Michael

Cw: murder, inappropriate boners

He’s strict with everyone around you, but not you, in his eyes you are the law since he serves only you, you cant do wrong

He’s terrible if you have guest, he demands they now to you and though he’ll settle if you tell him to, he watches them like a hawk and makes sure nothing gets out of hand

You see that leash? If you get mad and pull on it, he will calm down and you have his full attention, give it another tug downwards, and he’ll drop to his knees in front of you, and anyone else in the room

He likes brushing and styling your hair, he’ll try to help you bathe, insisting you don’t need to lift a finger, he will take care of everything, just relax

Nsft

Canon Kink: Erotophonophilia; ‘Muder kink’, deriving sexual gratification from killing or watching someone get killed (BOY IS THIS A HARD KINK TO CASUALLY WORK WOTH)

If push comes to shove he has a habit of killing people who harass you too much/threaten you, but he gets…really excited afterwards and is pressing his thighs together to hide his erection, especially if you’re clearly not in the mood

You’ve seen him get in fights while still aroused from the last kill an honestly, when in public you sometimes just force a chastity cage on him to discourage him acting out

Though he believes self pleasure, or just the act in general is…sinful, he will do anything for you with no qualms, he only feels good when you touch him anyway

He suffered from wet dreams whenever you’re around him or he has objects with your scent

When he want to fool around desperately he will walk right up to you, kneel and beg you to touch his neither regions, stroking, slapping, pinching, doesn’t matter as long as you touch him

Raphael

Cw: messy kitchens, messy person, furniture abuse,

He’s messy and kinda gets annoying at times since he discovered how much fun it is to smash condiment packages

He’s good about cleaning, and he even cooks to make up for the mess…but he’s a sloppy cook too but at least it’s not intentional this time

He doesn’t understand that the furniture isn’t trying to hurt you and doesn’t need to be punished. He’s broken threee tables, one bed post and five chairs since he’s moved to being your ‘Guardian Angel’, all for tripping you or you stubbed your toe on them

He’s not affectionate but he’s not distant, he just follows your lead, he stands close by and if you ask him to come over he flops in your lap and looks up at you like a puppy. He likes when you watch tv and let him lay across your lap, he falls asleep easily that way

Nsft

Canon Kink: Automysophilia; getting sexual gratification from defiling oneself, being dirty or defiled

He enjoys getting messy with cum, blood, dirt, just about anything. He will be blissed if you strip him and cover him in…well it’s up to you ;)

He has no qualms with jerking off in front of you if you don’t want to touch him while he’s too messy, but he wants you to be fully clothed while he’s sprawled out naked in front of you

He’s fucked slime before since it feels…weirdly good around his shaft, to the point he gets excited when he sees it around the house. You had to punish him for thinking he could ‘fool around’ with it then hide it away again

He’s got a very sensitive halo, while other angels get off to them being touched like a devils horns, he avoids it since it brings him to his knees in seconds

[houseki-no-suffering]

Hey! I found a post of yours (specifically a phos analysis) from a looong while ago. Just curious to hear what your thoughts on the last chapters and the conclusion of the story are!

I recently finished the manga after putting it off for 4 years, and it was an incredible but such a bittersweet read. Maybe it's just me being a sucker for happy endings, but man, it really did not get happier </3

And you probably already know this, but did you know that Ichikawa released the last chapter the same day a comet flew by that looked exactly like the comet from the last chapter? Really cool stuff but I am emotionally destroyed haha

I suppose it was the only kind of happy ending HnK could have, and I don't think I mind it as much as other things that have happened in the last few chapters. It reads more HnK than anything that has happened in the past 1-2 years of serialization.

I appreciate the bittersweet notes (always have) and Ichikawa's words that this is how she wanted the story to end, it doesn't happen to every mangaka. Also, the comet bit is such a nice touch.

As for Phos (I suppose this is the post you meant?), I do believe that they got a happy ending.

If you think about it, instead of becoming a lunarian and being prayed away like the others, Phos' journey gave them the power and knowledge to rise above them. Thanks to their flaws (being brittle, having special inclusions, maybe being the most human of all the gems) they became human, the most flawed of creatures, and basically reverted to the purity of a child, a god, sin-less (even if this is a Buddhist story, so idk if I can actually speak of sin) and therefore free of everything that made humanity always dissatisfied, dangerous and unhappy. The others renounced existence, Phos found a way to reach paradise.

Humanity doesn't come out of this looking like a nice bunch of people to hang out with, and neither do the lunarians (gems included at this point). And yet, there's so much compassion in everything Phos does: a kind child, up until the very end.

I always speculated (and was not alone in this) that Phos' job would become to pray the lunarians/everyone away, find Cinnabar the job to kill them, become a Bodhisattva... in this, I believe, the story remained true to itself. What I believe no one saw coming was how shallow(?) it all seemed in the end.

Everyone came back, making Phos' sacrifices and suffering basically meaningless, everyone started getting along and solving centuries-old problems in seconds. Then, Ichikawa introduced so many new changes abruptly... It felt rushed, lazy and overly simple, when most of us loved HnK for its complexity and depth.

Maybe it was because Ichikawa wanted (or needed to) end the series with ch 108. Usually, when mangaka put a limit to the chapters they want to write, it really damages the story and I wasn't a fan of this even in this situation.

Aside from these issues, I appreciate how Ichikawa seemed to care about the character of Phos.

Maybe this all happened so that Phos could be happy, maybe this was the only possible way for Phos to be happy? It would be a little bit like in Devilman, where the world basically ends only so that Satan can understand love. Idk, little old Phos didn't seem that desperate a case, they just wanted truth, yes, this did cause some... issues, but other than that they're a sweetheart.

This is the leitmotif of the series, after all: Phos is a kind, selfless gem who cultivates a deep sense of self-hatred.

They internalize a pressure and a need to feel useful (coming from gem society) and turn them into a necessity for change (unlike in gem society). Initially, they want to find a job. Then, they want to help Cinnabar find a job, then they want to help Ventricosus, then then want to become a fighter, then they want to help sensei, then the gems, then the lunarians...

Contrary to most of the other gems, Phos loves and loves openly and unconditionally. They start off as a self-less creature who believes that their life isn't worth anything. Therefore, they put it on the line time and time again and, eventually, lose it time and time again as they change form.

It's their journey towards truth and happiness: they change and lose pieces of themselves, forget things, renounce gem-ness in favor of humanity and then humanity for god-hood.

Phos changes until they find the form that makes them happy. Their purest, happiest form. They change so much that they come back to square one almost: they become pure Phosphophyllite, with no inclusions at all. Still fragile, still small, but selfless and cheerful. Carefree.

In a sense, HnK ends with Phos becoming Phos.

[rustygem]

UNCERTAINTY | ft. veritas ratio

彡 prompt: how veritas ratio would accept (and reject) your confession.

彡 warning(s): angst no comfort for the rejection part. maybe ooc ratio.

彡 notes: gn! reader. word vomit. that’s it.

✎ accepted;

You had scheduled a dinner reservation for you and the scholar. You were in your best attire, legs crossed as you patiently waited for the man to step in the restaurant. All of the conversations people were having sounded unintelligible. Your mind was focused on needing a purple haired man with beautiful orange eyes to walk into the restaurant.

“Apologies for the late arrival.”

Finally, there he was. Perfection. That’s what you’d use to describe Veritas Ratio. He was in a casual suit, but still maintained his usual flamboyant and elegant demeanor. His eyes bore into yours, and there was a smile that never reached his eyes.

“Thank you for showing up. Means a lot.” You exhaled, plastering a smile on your face. “I felt as though this would be a more…proper setting for what I’d like to talk to you about.”

But as soon as you opened your mouth to start, he cleared his throat. “Are we not going to order anything first? I believe a satisfactory meal would be beneficial before discussions.”

You scratched your neck, laughing. Even though you wanted to end your own existence in that very moment, you persevered.

Once the food finally arrived, you occupied yourself with sipping on your drink. The man who mirrored you was cutting his meat.

So, before it touched his lips, you confessed. “I am in love with you.”

He paused for a second before chewing the meat casually, examining your expression. He was looking for some sort of mockery.

When there was none, (much to his relief), he simply said. “Why?”

Why? God, this was going to be embarrassing.

“The way you carry yourself lets everyone know that you are self-assured. That’s already a very attractive trait.”

He continued eating, looking almost disinterested. (He is not. He wants needs you to continue. Keep telling him what you love about him. He loves the sound of your voice.)

“You’re a man who’s unafraid to speak the truth, but it’s not in a ‘you suck.’ kinda way…moreso a ‘you suck, but we can fix that.’ kinda way. You understand that while people can be horrible, they can also just be misguided, and need help.”

Your eyes were stuck on his face, praying that his facial expression would…soften. That he would take in that you were talking just to talk, that this was all straight from the heart.

And then, you felt calloused fingers caress your skin, and intertwine with yours.

Your lips were sealed as you looked at Veritas’s face, his indifferent expression remaining. However, his thumb rubbing over your index finger left you confused.

“Don’t let me stop you. Continue.” He spoke as if it was a command.

So you took in a deep breath. “I love you, Veritas Ratio. You’ve given me the strength and the want to be better…to thrive. I love you for that.”

And that’s when you finally see him smile. He was enamored. One of the best things he could ever hear from you is that, he of all people, helped you gain the strength to do your best.

“I would kiss you. But, I’d rather do that after I’ve cleaned my teeth.”

“I did not need to know that.”

✎ rejection;

You had decided to invite him over to your estate. Your heart was thumping and you had to continuously change shirts with how much you were sweating.

When you finally got yourself together, you heard the doorbell ring. And you swore you could hear ringing in your own ears.

The purple haired genius stepped in as you welcomed him. He gave you a hum of acknowledgement before he requested a spot to sit at.

You decided to sit down on the couch, watching him as he had both his legs and arms crossed. God, why was he so hot. What the fuck.

Needless to say, as soon as you said the words “I love you,” Veritas groaned, but it wasn’t in annoyance–not towards you–but in disappointment.

Why did you love him? Why did you love someone who has never and might never love you back? Why was it him? He could never love you the way you want him to. There are people out there that are much more deserving of your affections.

With that, a frown tugged on his lips as he spoke. “I must condemn you for having such an…unfortunate taste in men.”

A frown of your own found its way into your face as he said that. You wanted to protest, but out of politeness, you let him continue.

“Any qualities you appreciate about me, you can appreciate in anybody. Albeit, those will be rare occasions, but still possible. And when you find that somebody, they will appreciate you to the highest degree.”

He was being…kind. He was rejecting you, but he was being kind? Somehow, that was worse than him laughing in your face.

“…If that was all you needed to tell me, then I shall take my leave.” The man was at the door before you could blink.

“After this, please do reconsider who you choose to involve in your romantic pursuits. And do refrain from any…unprofessional behavior during work tomorrow.”

You were probably hearing things, but you could hear his voice waver.

Truthfully, Veritas would not have had enough time for you if you two ended up dating. He was a busybody. Busy to the point where he’s fearful that…he would forget that he was even dating you. You didn’t deserve that.

If he had to separate himself from you, so you would be able to find someone else who could love you well, then so be it.

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Wildest Dreams Warm Realities

"Say you'll remember me"

Summary - A Formula 1 driver is on vacation in Goa with his family. A woman and her friend group are also on a vacation in Goa. Is this destiny?

Pairings - Charles Leclerc x indian!fem!Reader

Warnings - hindi words with english translations at the end, your best friend has a name (Sarah), mention of animals getting harmed, reader has hair. Happy reading🩵

W/C - 2.6k

A/N - the train is from Mumbai to Goa. Let me know if I missed anything.

Navigation | "Say you'll remember me" | "Standin' in a nice dress" | "Starin' at the sunset" | ..babe"

The horn sounded nice and loud, it could be heard by the people who stood on the road outside the station. It indicated that the train was now leaving CSMT and heading to its final destination. You had this trip planned out with your friends since the beginning of the year. All hotel reservations were made and all tickets were booked since this was the busiest time of the year to travel. 

It was the middle of December. You had 3 different invites to 3 different weddings, an invitation to meet one of your good school friends, and a desire for a true Goa trip with your friend group. But all of that was about to go down the drain because you were standing on the platform hearing the train engines start and watching it slowly pull away. You went out to grab some hot samosas for everyone but were now panicking, “Bhaiya jaldi karo, train jaa rahi hai!” you yelled at the poor dude who was trying to hurriedly wrap the piping hot samosas. You got the black thaili, gave him a 200 rupee note, and ran off, “Chhutta rakh lena!” you said over your shoulder. 

This could not be happening. It looked cute in YJHD when Naina was running behind the train, unfortunately you were not Naina. You were running after the train with your hair tied in a weird bun from the morning and were holding onto a black plastic bag with samosas in it, very much the opposite of how she looked. But then you saw it, more accurately, him. He was tall and had fluffy hair, like Bunny. But his hair was brown and he had green eyes, eyes which were filled with concern, eyes that were looking at you. 

This distracted you, but when you realised the train was moving away faster, you started to sprint. Never in your life had you run faster. His one had held onto the railing, while the other was stretched out and gesturing to you. You grabbed onto his outstretched hand and jumped. This is where you mentally prayed that he would catch you, if not, you were surely gonna get jammed in between the train and the platform, get injured, or die on impact. Thankfully he did catch you. When you jumped, he reacted quite fast and pulled you with one hand and caught you by your waist with the other. 

The both of you stood at the door standing incredibly close, breathing and processing what just happened. 

You managed to recover and pulled away from him, his hands dropping from your wrist and waist. However, you did not notice his slightly disappointed face, which he quickly covered up. 

“Thanks for..the help.” you weren’t really sure what to say. He didn’t say anything, he just kept looking at you. You started to worry that he didn’t speak English, right when he replied, “Sure, it was no problem.”

God that accent. He was definitely from Europe, maybe France. But just that one sentence got you craving for more. You wanted to hear him talk, it didn’t matter what the subject was. 

The silence turned awkward, so you mumbled a final ‘thank you’ and ‘see you around’ before entering the first class A/C compartment. 

You and your group of six(excluding you), had booked the train tickets separately. Two of your friends who were dating booked a coupe for themselves, and then gradually everyone else also got their tickets. You were the last to book and ended up in a cabin with 4 berths. You just hoped that whoever you would be sharing a cabin with would not bother you or make you uncomfortable.

You made your way to your friends’ compartment and gave everyone their samosas. By now it was no longer hot, just warm, but it was enjoyed nonetheless. You fell into the lively conversation and temporarily forgot about the brunette with capturing eyes and an alluring accent who saved you from missing a train. Once the clock hit 11 pm, everyone started getting ready for the night. You and your best friend went to brush and wash up for the night while the others got their beds ready. That is when you remember the mystery man. 

Sarah was in the middle of brushing her teeth when you came out of the smelling washroom saying, “I nearly missed the train while getting you guys your food.” 

“Wha id u o?”

“I ran like a mad woman and got saved by a stranger.” the second you finished speaking, she spit the foam out of her mouth, looked up at you, and asked you to elaborate. “Was it a guy?” you gave her a look, “Was he cute??” you gave her a more pronounced look and she started squealing. You had to cover her mouth with your hand. The train staff member who was in the other train car gave you a weird look. 

You just smiled at him and dragged your toothpaste-covered friend into the a/c compartment. You gave her a towel to wipe her mouth with while she whisper-yelled more questions at you. 

“The bhaiya was still wrapping the samosas, the horn went off, the train started leaving and I ran. I saw this guy, this gorgeous guy standing at the door. He held out his hand and I-” you weren’t even able to complete your sentence. ‘You had your DDLJ moment!’ Sarah squealed, jumping up and down with excitement. One thing you were glad to have in your life was Sarah. She was always happy for you, got excited for you, and uplifted you. And that is what she did. It took her five minutes of convincing before she left for her cabin with your 3 other mutual friends. 

You headed back to your cabin, but this time it was not empty. A man and a woman were sitting on the berth below yours. They looked like a couple, foreigners. They looked at you, smiled, gave a nod of their head, and continued their conversation in what you guessed was French. As you shuffled around getting your bed ready another man walks, dressed in sweatpants and a tight-fitting t-shirt. It was the brunette who ‘saved’ you a few hours earlier. 

Not knowing what to do, or if you should say something, you just continued making your bed in the upper berth. You realised that he also was sleeping in the upper berth when he tossed a few items up there. Once you were done, the couple’s talks died down and the woman asked, “Hi, we don’t mean to be a bother but we were wondering if you could just guide us on how to get the beds sorted. We are not exactly sure what to do.” 

The brunette man had left the room, seemingly to make a call. You smiled at the woman, “Oh, no worries.” you gave her your name and she replied, “I’m Charlotte, this is my boyfriend Lorenzo.” You smiled at him and then turned your attention towards Charlotte and began explaining what to do. Both lower berths were done and soon enough the green-eyed man returned. 

Charlotte said something to him in French. They knew each other. She turned to you, “and this is Charles, Enzo’s younger brother.” Even his name sounds regal. Before you could get a word in he said, “We’ve already met.” with a smile that seemed genuine. His brother gave him a questioning look and asked him in French. Charles gave a reply. It was now nearing midnight and you wanted to sleep soon. You were getting off at a station in the north of Goa, meaning you had to wake up early. Before you could head up to your berth, Charlotte asked if you could help Charles with his bed. She thanked you and then pulled her boyfriend out of the cabin and walked away, not really giving you an option. 

You looked at him and he looked at you, confused. “Do you know how to set the bed?” you asked with a smile on your face. “Not really, no,” he said with a laugh, “I could use some help.” So you helped him set the bed. In the meantime, you both spoke about different things. You told him about the weddings and plans to spend as much time on the beach as possible. He told you about how one of his co-workers told him about Goa’s splendour and fun and how he and his family are spending their holiday together. 

By the time the bed was set, you were sitting on your berth while he opted to stand, his height making it difficult to sit on the upper berth. It was now way past midnight. You were getting tired, though it seemed that he was wide awake. Charlotte and Lorenzo finally returned. Your conversation died down. You said that you had to get up early and were now going to sleep. They promised to keep quiet. You put your eye mask on and turned to the side letting the swaying motions of the train put you to sleep. 

With the amount of excitement inside of you, you were not able to sleep for very long. You were well rested but woke up at 6 am. The three Monegasques were fast asleep (i have no idea of Charlotte’s nationality so let’s just say she is from monaco). You sat up in bed and for a good five minutes just admired the sleeping body opposite of you. You checked your phone and found out that the train was delayed by 3 hours. This was ridiculous. Apparently, a large group of animals were crossing the tracks when a train was approaching and it caused an accident. 

You got out of bed and went to see if any of your friends were awake. Everyone was sleeping, except Sarah whose bed was empty. She was probably in the washroom. You decided that it was too early to do anything and so went back to your cabin, fetched your toiletry bag, freshened up, went back to bed, wrapped yourself in the itchy blanket, and opened Subway Surfers on your phone while your other hand held a cold sandwich. Your headphones played some music you had downloaded. An hour passed and you set a new high score for which you were proud. Charles woke up. 

You didn’t notice at first, but he saw you as soon as his eyes opened. You looked adorable wrapped up in the cocoon of the blanket. It was when he sat up that you saw him and gave him a smile and a small wave. His cheeks turned red and he waved back. His thoughts of you at that moment ranged from pure and soft to vulgar and wild, and it all lasted for less than a second. He got up and went out. You decided that you should go and check if Sarah is awake. When you reached her cabin, her bed was still empty. Feeling lazy, you made the decision to stand by the train door and hopefully catch some cold morning wind. 

Your hair went in a plait and you opened the train door which was left unlocked. The toilet door opened and out came the dreamy Monegasque. He came up to you, "Are you sure that is the safest thing to do?” 

“Not really, but that’s the fun in it.” there was a sparkle in your eye when you turned your head to look at him. 

“Are you even allowed to open the door?” his laugh made it clear he was fooling around with you.

“Technically no. But it wasn’t locked, so it's on them.” Your laugh sounded angelic to him. The hair which escaped your braid framed your face so beautifully, Charles could do nothing but stare at you. It took him a second to realise you were asking him something.

“Slept well?” he shook his head. “Not quite. The constant shaking made me restless.” “That happens. But eventually, you get used to it.” He asked how you slept and you answered ‘pretty good.’ He stood opposite of you resting on the wall behind him watching the wind blow your hair around as the sun began to rise. The pair marinated in comfortable silence until a staff member came and told you to move away and shut the door. The tranquil moment was broken, but neither of you wanted it to end. Without speaking a word, the two of you went inside the compartment but stayed outside your cabin. 

“Well, we did speak last night but I do not know much about you.” 

“In that case, what would you like to know?”

He leans against the train wall, his arms crossed, your pose mimicking his. He thinks for a second and proceeds to ask, “How often do you travel?” “Not very often,” you respond, “I sometimes go for a weekend trip to nearby hill stations, but that's usually the max I travel.” 

“So no foreign trips?” 

“I don’t exactly have the funds for it,” you chuckle, “between getting a visa organised, praying that my leave from work gets approved, to finding flights, I just find it not worth the effort. I would be spending three months of my salary for just 10 days of vacation which I would rather spend finishing work which equals more money.”

He seemed perplexed by your answer, confusion evident on his face. “And would I be right in assuming that you travel abroad very often?” you ask, a bit of a smirk showing. He smiles and looks down, his hair moving due to this movement. Your eyes were fixed on this as he answered, “You would.” “And why do you travel the world, Charles?”

He smiles, that lovely smile, “I-uh, I drive expensive cars for very wealthy people around the world.” You smiled, but something about that answer felt false. Like he wasn’t telling you everything, but it didn’t seem like he was lying. “Does that mean you know much about cars then?” “I’d like to think I do.” 

The smiles never left either of your faces as the conversation continued. You mentioned how your brother works with different types of cars and how they are his life. “I should meet him then, test my knowledge about cars,” Charles said. 

“Trust me you don’t, he gets very excited when someone mentions anything about cars. Once he starts, he does not stop.”

“Oh, I wouldn’t mind, I am a good listener.”

"Tell me something you like." the driver asked after a while of the train being halted. You looked out of the hazy window and replied, "The sun." He cocked an eyebrow. "I could go on and on about it." "Well, I did say I am a good listener," said Charles.

The conversation went on for what felt like hours. But soon enough you felt the train start to finally move. You both decided to head back to the cabin, but you were stopped when one of your friends called out to you to join them. You were disappointed, gave Charles a short apology, and followed behind your friend. 

By the time you were able to go back to your cabin, the train had reached the final platform where you were getting off. You were hoping to catch a glimpse of Charles before leaving, but sadly when you returned to your cabin, it was empty save for your luggage and belongings. You gathered all of your items and met your group on the platform. The two cars which were rented for the next two weeks were there waiting for you. Everyone got in and drove off to the rest houses. You were the designated driver for Car 1, which gave you very little opportunity to think about not getting to say goodbye to Charles. 

Little did you know that you would meet him once again, very soon. 

Translations

Bhaiya jaldi karo, train jaa rahi hai! - Brother hurry up, the train is leaving!

Chhutta rakh lena! - Keep the change(money)

thaili - bag (in this case it is a black plastic bag)

A/N - i had so much fun writing this. i already have part 2 in the works. if this fic is well received, i'll post the next part. Hope you enjoyed reading❤️

If you want to find out more about me or my works, you can head to my navigation.

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[vlansy]

Run Away Baby Before I Put My Spell On You

Pairings: WandaNat! x Fem!Reader

Summary: Natasha and Wanda is set on a mission to find out who the "new" super hero in town is.

Warning(s): Violence, Voyeurism, murder, use of gun, swearing- (MINORS DNI 18+ )

CHAPTER 1 CHAPTER 2

Reader's POV

Growing up I have always wondered what I was made for, my mother said she prayed to have me and the deities gave me to her. She said I was special and she was the most blessed woman to have me. I was blessed by every God, giving me gifts and power.

But I still wonder what my purpose is.

I mean don't get me wrong having been given powers to move things with my mind, and control anyone if I wished to is an honor I will forever be thankful for, but sometimes I feel like I’m cursed to have them. I still have morals though, I ask for permission first before I enter someone's mind but even without asking I could still do it. Levitating and creating illusions is also one of the many powers given to me by the Gods. The Goddess of beauty and love herself even bestowed me with the power to charm and captivate anyone I wish to kneel for me.

When I was given to my mother they all expected me to be the one to stop the war and create peace among everyone.

I was sent to the mortal realm at a young age by my mother, she wanted me to live there with her immortal friend whom she said she’d known for a long time. I don't know what her reason is and why she wanted me to leave her but I know better than to question the queen.

I visit sometimes though, I mean what's a castle without its princess?

And what's a mother without her daughter….

My thoughts were interrupted by a sudden knock on the door.

“Y/n, are you awake?” A soft masculine voice said.

I was lying on my bed my feet dangling on the edge. I raise my hand opening the door without getting up.

I hear my Uncle Malcolm's footsteps coming closer my eyes remain closed.

“Is it just me or does the “woman in white” look familiar?” He said emphasizing the “woman in white”.

I opened my eyes and turned my head to him. I looked at him and raised my brow. “I see you’ve seen the news.”

“Y/n, I know you have a mind of your own and you’re a bright girl, but honey please be careful out there.” He said as he sat on the edge of my bed.

I’ve lived with my “uncle” Malcolm here on earth since my mother decided it would be a good idea for me to leave. He’d known my mother when he was in high school and my mother was a curious princess who wanted to see the whole universe.

His only family is me now and his fiancé Luthor.

They’re both very much in love and I would love nothing more than to officially welcome Luthor to our family. They both treat me as if I were their real daughter and I love them both like their my real Dad’s

It’s ironic really, before I got sent to earth I’ve only ever had women around me, since where I came from women are the ones to rule and provide for their offspring. No men exist where I came from they’re practically extinct.

I look at my uncle. “I promise I won’t get hurt, Dad,” I assure him. “And would you really think I’d let anyone catch me?”

“I know you wouldn’t let that happen but I know you too well to know that if the Avengers were the ones after you, you would let them.” He said knowingly.

“I- okay I probably will, but come on Dad if the Avengers were to want me I’d be honored to be caught by them.” I laughed at him.

It's an understatement to say that I'm a huge fan of the heroes that protect the world. But I would never admit that to anyone but my Dad’s.

They know how much I admire them, especially the two wonderful redheads I have a tiny bit of a crush on.

So when I thought of the idea that the Avengers might be on to me I had mixed feelings about it. I don't know whether to be excited that they know of me but also a bit scared because they know of me.

“And besides, whatever happens, happens. I'm a powerful being but I can't control what will happen, Dad.” I finally sat down on my bed.

He just sighed at me, knowing how stubborn I am he probably thought not to argue with me further.

“Where's Papa, by the way?” I changed the topic.

“He's still in his office, you know your Papa he's very hard working.” He said proudly. I just nodded.

My Papa is a well-known lawyer and my Dad is a popular Fashion designer. When I was younger I started to model the clothes he designed which gained me popularity all throughout high school and college.

I graduated college at 18 due to my high credentials and skipping a few grades. I honestly don't know what to do since I don't go to school anymore, I'm 19 now and turning 20 in a few months but all I want to do is keep my position in the modeling industry.

People say I'm too smart to just throw it all away but I don't really care what they think, plus My dad’s supports me with everything I do and whatever I choose to be.

I live by myself most of the time, I bought myself a house, but I miss my Dad’s too much so come over at weekends.

“I'll leave you to rest now sweetheart, goodnight,” he said as he kissed my head.

“Goodnight, Dad.” I smiled at him as I watched him walk out the door.

A few minutes passed and I was tucking myself to bed when my phone rang.

“Yes, Shaye?” I said when I answered the call.

“Y/n! Girl let's go out tonight!” She screamed right in my ear making me move the phone away.

I look at the time, “Babe it's literally midnight?”

“Yeah so? Come on honey the other girls are coming too,” she reasoned.

I thought for a second, what could go wrong? Right?

“Fine, give me like 30 minutes.” I finally agreed.

“Yay! Okay hurry up and I'll call you when I'm there, Byee!” She said cheerfully.

“Bye.” I said and quickly went to my walk-in closet and chose an outfit.

Once I found a white crisscross halter top and some denim jeans I went to my mirror and got changed. Then I went out of my closet and to my vanity. I started putting on a little bit of makeup and took the claw clip that was on my hair to let down my soft curly hair.

I got my purse and made sure my important belongings were in there and went to my Dad’s room.

I knocked on their door and waited for it to open.

“Yes, sweetheart?” my Dad said as he opened the door.

“I'm going out with Shaye and my friends.”

“Okay, be careful alright,” He reminded me.

“Yes, Dad bye,” I said and smiled back at him.

I was going down the stairs when Shaye called. “We’re here.” she is said.

“Yeah, I'll be right down,” I said and ended the call.

When I got out the door I was greeted by my friends squealing. I opened the shotgun seat and Shaye started driving.

“Oh my God Y/n we’re gonna have so much fun tonight!” My friend Leven said in excitement.

The car ride was pretty much us singing to loud music and taking photos.

When we arrived at the bar the guard didn't even need to check our IDs or make us stay in line because we go to parties here almost every weekend.

Some of our close friends were already waiting for us in the VIP section of the bar with drinks ready.

“Y/n babe, You made it!” A familiar feminine voice catches my attention.

“I probably wouldn’t have come if I knew you were here.” I joked at her.

Vienna was my ex when we were in college but we were more best friends than girlfriends so we ended up on good terms. But even when we broke up we would still playfully flirt with each other, but we both have zero romantic feelings for one another.

“Oh don’t act like you don't miss me, honey,” she winked at me.

I playfully rolled my eyes at her.

We partied all night and drank so much alcohol that my friends could barely walk anymore.

“Oh my God, do you guys remember when we all got in trouble because we couldn't stop laughing at Mr. Wilkins when we caught him picking his nose.” Leven reminded us.

“HAHAHA, or when he tried to flirt with Shaye in front of the class but Shaye said she also likes girls?.” I said and they all laughed, especially Shaye who almost choked on her drink.

As we caught up with each other's lives and reminisced about the times we had together I excused myself to go to the bathroom.

As I walked to the exit of the bar I could already feel the danger come my way.

I excused myself to my friends earlier because I saw a woman being followed and harassed by two men. I watched her for a while and when she was going to the exit I knew I had to follow.

As I looked around the exit I saw the two men following the girl out so I quickly but carefully followed them.

One of them ran up behind her and covered her mouth so she couldn't scream the other guy went to a nearby van and opened its back seat.

I walked towards them and spoke. “Watcha doing there big boys?”

They turned towards me. “You wanna join in doll?” The guy holding the girl said and smirked. I smirked back at him and walked closer to them, my heels clicking as I walked. The other man from the van now went closer to us.

“You know, two big guys like you shouldn't be out here at night,” I said as I got close to them the girl still trying to get out of the other man's grip.

He looked at his buddy and they both grinned. “Yeah, and why is that?” He asked a menacing smile plastered across his face.

“Because you might come across women like me,” I said as my eyes glowed golden.

Their smile slowly went away while mine grew wider.

I raise my hand in front of them making them both paralyzed.

I use my other hand to move the girl with my powers, freeing her from the guy's grasp. The girl stumbled in front of me so I held her close.

“Are you okay?” I asked with a look of concern.

“Y-yes, thank you,” she said as tears ran down her eyes.

“Go, and please don't tell anyone I was here,” I pleaded. “I'll take care of these boys for you,” I said as I turned back to the men giving them a sharp glare.

I heard the girl run but my attention was caught by the two men in front of me grunting and trying to move.

“It really isn't fun being helpless huh?” I asked with a fake pout.

“Oh! How about we play a game? Would you like that?” I asked then laughed. “Oh I forgot you can't speak, let me fix that for you,” I said and waved my hand in the air giving them the ability to talk.

“You little bitch!” one of them screamed at me.

I gasp. “You guys aren't very nice.”

“Let us go you fucker!” the other guy commanded.

“How about this, I'll give you five seconds to run and then I'll run after you, and if I catch you… I'll kill you.” I said as my smile dropped.

“1…2…3 GO!” I scream as I free them. They ran as fast as they could not wasting and second.

I just waited there and looked at my watch and when it was time to run after them I used my powers to make me fly making my current clothes disappear and turn to my white armor and covering myself with a white cloak.

As I was in the air I could already see the both of them run to a nearby alley. I fly with speed and when my feet touch the ground I start to play with them.

I surrounded them with clones of myself circling them so they had nowhere to go. “You have nowhere to run boys.”

One of them took a gun out of his pocket and the other one a knife. They started attacking the clones of me but every attack just went through my clones while they laughed at the men's pathetic tries.

When I finally got tired of watching them struggle I made one of them float in the air making him drop his weapon the other guy tried to attack me but I paralyzed him into place.

I entered the mind of the guy I held in the air and bent him to my will.

“θα τον σκοτώσεις και τον εαυτό σου (kill him and yourself)” I whispered in his mind and as I did his eyes glowed golden and his face expressionless.

I both let them go and watched as the man I whispered to attacked the other guy.

“Stop! What are you doing man!” the man grunted as they fought each other.

I was gonna watch them kill each other when I felt something in my chest and I felt my power in my veins. My veins are visibly glowing golden.

“What's happening to me?” I question myself as I look at my arms.

I quickly flew out of the alley not caring if anyone sees me.

But as I was in the air something shot the side of my stomach from a distance making me lose control and fall onto a rooftop of a building.

My stomach was bleeding and I tried to cover it up with my hand. When I gained composure and tried to stand up I saw a red entity fly towards me and as I turned my head the other way I saw a black-suited figure jump from building to building going after me.

“Shit!” I cussed out figuring out who they are.

It's the Scarlet Witch and the Black Widow.

I try to fly out of there but suddenly scarlet threads wrap themselves around me making it hard to move.

I breathed in and out catching my breath as I was about to use all my strength to break free from the witch’s spell.

At this point, my whole body was glowing and I could feel the witch’s spell slowly breaking and when I broke free a powerful force blew them both away making the widow hit her head on the cement and the witch fell on the ground.

“Wanda!” I heard the widow scream.

I wanted to help them and apologize but it was too much of a risk so I gathered all the strength left in me and flew as fast as I could out of there.

(Please tell me how I did in this chapter and if there are any errors.) Thank you all so much for the support!!😘

[itsjustaninchident]

You Are in Love

Lando Norris x Interior Designer!Reader

socmed au

summary: seems like mclaren's driver is not available in the market anymore but the real question is, to whom?

warning/s: none

author's note: This is a part 2 for this. Didn't expect that much love from the first part😭 I am overwhelmed and thankful for y'all. Also please request more socmed au ideas :)) <333

F1wagsupdates

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F1wagsupdates there has been numerous rumors circulating that a certain driver from the orange team is dating someone. To further confirm a friend of the driver accidentally posted a photo of what seem like a romantic weekend getaway for the lovebirds. How true is it this time?

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user1 I'VE BEEN TELLING Y'ALL THIS

user2 THIS IS DEFINITELY LANDO

user3 why can't you guys leave them alone. I'm sure they would've posted it on their socials if they wanted you all up in their business 🙄

user4 @/user5 pay up! im so right!

user5 NOT UNTIL HE HIMSELF OUTS HIS RELATIONSHIP

user6 I wonder who the girl is ?

user7 probably another model or influencer

user8 ABOUT TIME

user9 I'VE PRAYED FOR DAYS LIKE THIS

yourusername

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yourusername romantic weekend getaway they say🫢

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yourbestfriend digging your own grave, i see

yourusername totally not😆

lilymhe you're so pretty bae!

yourusername I LOVE YOU

lilymhe tell L I'll literally steal you from him!

yourusername no need for that love im all yours!

alexalbon leave my girlfriend alone!

yourusername she still prefers me over you 😛

user1 ARIANA (lando) WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!

user2 what are the other drivers and lily doing here? 👀

via twitter...

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landonorris romantic getaway with my love😉

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user1 oh OH he's brave now!

yourusername romantic indeed 😂

landonorris are u in any type of way feeling romantic?

user2 NOT THEM HAVING AN INSIDE JOKE BEC OF THE POST

user3 THEY'RE SO CUTE WITH THEIR LITTLE INSIDE JOKE😭

user4 god ive seen what you've done to others

user5 idk if i still have any "me n who" i got in me

user6 they're so cute :'))

user7 i think i have an addition to my favorite wags

user8 SHE'S SO GORGEOUS LEAVE HIM QUEEN AND BE WITH ME INSTEAD

user9 although it's out now i hope people will still respect their privacy especially yn's !

lilymhe can't wait to meet you again!

landonorris stop trying to steal my girlfriend!

lilymhe never!

user10 NOT THEM FIGHTING OVER YN😭

maxfewtrell finally!

carlossainz55 tell yn we'll play golf together

landonorris you'll just replace me like that?

carlossainz55 can't help it if she's better than you

landonorris this is hurting me too much

danielricciardo hope to see u both again soon!

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user10 yn being loved by everyone 🥺

user11 the fact that they seem to love yn more than lando now is so funny to me😭

landonorris no one can ever love yn more than me though 😏

user12 HELP HE'S DOWN BAD

user13 IM SO JEALOUS RN😭

[0lshadyl0]

Hiya! I saw request were open! So hear me out. What if, the reader s/o, darling, whichever you may call it, what if the reader managed to act get unlucky enough to be bought by a Celestial Dragon? 👀👀👀? But more so, with Yandere Boa Hancock? (headcannons) it'd be interesting to see what you'd think she'd do, seeing her beloved go through what she did. Also would you mind adding yandere Sabo and Ace to that list? Tell me if you don't wanna write this, I'm honestly just tryna see what you'd think they'd do :P. Thank you and bye~! ヾ(≧▽≦*)o XOXO(´▽`ʃ♡ƪ)

 Yandere reaction of s/o bought by a Celestial Dragon

Since I'm feeling generous, I'll make it possible for the darling to be rescued and have a happy ending with their yanderes, but if you want the bad ending, send another request.

Boa Hancock

When the news reaches the Pirate Empress that her Darling has been captured and not only that, but that she has been sold to celestial dragons, she will feel as if the world is falling apart around her and flashbacks of how much she suffered during her years of slavery will come back to her head, which will make her collapse to the ground while being comforted by her sisters while she is consumed by helplessness after all she still has not overcome her traumas with those people. But when she manages to react again, she will have to be stopped by Marigold, Sandersonia and Gloriosa (you know, Grandma Nyon) because without thinking twice she will try to leave Amazon Lily alone to rescue her beloved.

When she comes to her senses again, because even if she wants to, she can't take on what is technically the entire world government alone, she will turn to the only person she feels could go against the Celestial Dragons and win, obviously I'm talking about the Mugiwaras (especially Luffy, well Boa was just thinking in Luffy)

And we all know that this little group is always willing to save whoever it is, no matter who they have to face, in fact, they would help even more because everyone hates the Celestial Dragons (remember Sabondy and Camie's kidnapping, Luffy's punch was epic)

So with the help of the Mugiwara (I'm thinking we're already out of the Wano arc), Luffy's army (because yes, all his followers that he got in Dressrosa would go to help his yonko) and all the Kuja pirates (only Grandma Nyon and the very young girls who can't fight would remain on the island)

All together they are going to Mary Geoise to do a raid of biblical proportions and while the Mugiwaras and the rest are breaking everything breakable in the government and its people, Hancok will be crazy looking for her dear all over the place while praying to the god Enel or whatever she believes in for her well-being (remember that except for Luffy, I don't think she is romantically interested in another man… unless it's Shanks but we all here know that he is irresistible, he's like Thanos, inevitable XD, I don't make the rules that's like a law in One Piece, I know, Oda told me in a dream)

In those moments she is not Boa Hancock, she is the demon of her fruit manifested in the body of a beautiful woman who will turn you into stone and kick whoever crosses her regardless of whether they are an ally or an enemy until they are less than dust, after all nothing matters more than her beloved, besides, everyone will forgive her because she is beautiful.

When he finds her, she will cry with joy as she will thoughtlessly free her beloved and shower her with kisses until her lips get tired. Then, when the euphoria passes, she will analyze the state she is in. If she is okay, Hancock will thank the heavens for such great fortune, but if she is hurt, her anger will be immeasurable and as she takes her to a safe place, she will have no mercy on any poor idiot who crosses her path.

Honestly, this raid will help take away some of the trauma the Pirate Empress has with the Celestial Dragons when she sees them fall into Luffy's crew hands.

If her beloved were to have a mark of slavery like her, Boa Hancock would cry and the two of them would console each other for the hard event that they both went through, but now that symbol would change in their minds, or rather, in Boa's mind, since it is a mark that unites them, a traumatic event from which they both survived and which is a sign of destiny that nothing can separate them, not even the government or the celestial dragons.

Oh yeah, after this Darling will never be able to leave Amazon Lily again, or even be more than 30 centimeters away from Hancock, she will be very afraid that a similar situation will happen again, good luck trying to convince her otherwise.

Well, I only did the Boa Hancock one, I was going to do the others but the post would be too long and I couldn't explain everything I wanted if I had to do the three characters in the same post, if you still want to know Sabo and Ace's reactions, feel free to leave me another request.

[odditycircus-2002]

Mortal Kombat 1 Intros Part IV

A/N: I'm a fan of The Boys and have been watching the newest episodes of season 4. Of course, I love to hate Homelander, and it's satisfying to watch fatalities performed on him in Mortal Kombat 1 after watching him perform heinous crap. This led me to watch his intros and then other Mortal Kombat character intros, and inspiration hit! So I hope y'all like this.😁

Oh! And for those of you that are new, the reader here is a Gorgon, meaning snake hair and wears a mask since they can turn people into stone. They also happen to be an Imperial Healer with a bit of a dark side. Hope that helps!😁

Batch I

Batch II

Batch III

Homelander

Y/N: You are not a god. You’re simply, bad product.

Homelander: You’ll be praying to me for mercy soon enough.

/

Y/N: Why should I give you respect when it’ll only go to the bottomless gaping pit of insecurity you call a soul?

Homelander shivers sarcastically: Should I be intimidated by you?

/

Y/N thoughtfully: Perhaps a virus is in order...

Homelander scoffs: A God is above something so insignificant to him.

/

Homelander: What's with the ridiculous mask? Are you trying to cosplay as some D-List Supe?

Y/N: Why don't you take it off and find out?

/

Homelander: Pray to all the “gods” you want, you won’t survive against me.

Y/N: Why assume that I pray to any of them?

/

Homelander incredulously: You actually want to fuck that disgusting freak?!

Y/N with snakes out ready to bite: Unlike you, Baraka doessssn't fill me with revulsion at the sight of him!

Omni-Man

Y/N: One look and this should be over, fast.

Omni-Man: I'll break your neck before you can even get a peek at me.

/

Y/N: Having been betrayed by a cccccharlatan lover before, I know your wife would want you dead.

Omni-Man angrily: You're not her, so your point means nothing.

/

Y/N cautiously: Your medicine could treat Tarkat?

Omni-Man: If you comply and pledge your allegiance to the Empire, all your patients may receive Viltrum care.

/

Omni-Man: You have stupidly condemned your patients to death!

Y/N: I would rather have my heart ripped out than be fooled twiccccce by a charlatan!

/

Omni-Man: Think it over; what will you have serving a diseased ruler and others with her plague for 500 years?

Y/N: I will have no regrets pursuing my lifelong dream.

/

Omni-Man: I'll rip your damn head off in under a minute.

Y/N ominously: Rest assured, this fight will be a real Scourge.

Raiden

Y/N: Are you aware that Madam Bo's special tea is local around my canton?

Raiden: How in the world did she acquire it then?

/

Y/N: I would’ve paid all the koins in Outworld to have seen you absolutely humiliate Shao.

Raiden: I sense you and him never got along.

/

Y/N: I can confidently say that you’re healing up nicely since we fought the Dragon Army.

Raiden: I’m not sure I would’ve survived without your medical care.

/

Raiden: It must be hard being The Colony's lead Healer.

Y/N: Everyone who dies under my care is a blow to my soul.

/

Raiden: Why is there a statue of Kung Lao in the Wu Shi’s Courtyard?

Y/N shrugs: Kung Lao mentioned how he always wanted a statue of himself.

/

Raiden: You’re very different from how your Titan self acts.

Y/N shivers in disgust: I should thank Liu Kang for not having me predestined for Shang Tsung.

/

Raiden: You only have yourself to blame for missing your chance with Y/N.

Shang Tsung chuckles: You say that as if I don’t still have a chance to win them back.

Kung Lao

Y/N: So far, I don’t see any signs of Tarkat but there’s still a chance you could spread it without apparent symptoms.

Kung Lao: You are not putting my mind at ease, at all.

/

Y/N: You’re inviting me? I don’t even know if I’m able to stomach regular food anymore.

Kung Lao: It would be a crime if you didn’t get to try Madam Bo’s cooking at least once!

/

Y/N: How did you not loose any fingers when you first made that hat???

Kung Lao smugly: Through much practice and much skill

/

Kung Lao: I beaten you in our last fight, so what will change here?

Y/N mischievously: This time, I’m not holding back.

/

Kung Lao: Can you believe that the Wu Shi have a trap dungeon?

Y/N hisses in amusement: Who knew the Shaolin were so diabolical?

/

Kung Lao: You and Baraka aren’t a couple???

Y/N sighs wistfully: How I wish that to be true…

/

Baraka: I don’t always understand what Y/N sees in me.

Kung Lao: You definitely have something more than Shang Tsung.

Kenshi

Y/N: I am sorry I couldn't have saved your sight.

Kenshi: You did the best anyone could in that situation.

/

Y/N: What is it like using Sento to see?

Kenshi: It’s like when you stare at a flame and look away, you see the light of the flame even though it’s gone.

/

Y/N: According to Earthrealm myths, the closest to describing my current form is a “Gorgon”.

Kenshi: Perhaps that’s because there have been other gorgons before.

/

Kenshi: I don’t know Y/N, that seems a bit excessive even by the Yakuza’s standards.

Y/N: You and Kitana think a bit of food tampering is too much.

/

Kenshi in surprise: You and Shang Tsung weren’t just lab partners?

Y/N angrily: I was a fool to fall for his charmssss in the first place!

/

Kenshi: Given how you both act around one another, I'm surprised you and Baraka aren't together.

Y/N: I'm grateful to have him in my life.

/

Kenshi: The Colony is fortunate to have you and Y/N.

Baraka: I thank Deliah every day for sending them my way.

[lemotmo]

Valid, valid points. A lot of this makes sense. I agree with most of this. That Eddie thing could be interesting.

Q. What got posted that we weren't supposed to see? All the content the crew has shared and a golf pic is what gets them in trouble? I'm so lost!

A. I'm almost certain it was the firefighter golf club topper. There is no way that is a 'real world' item Buck or Gerard is walking around with. I had pretty much talked myself out of any kind of AU until that golf pic was released. That pic is wildly out of place. And there is just no way that golf topper is based in any kind of reality. So maybe Eddie does get stung and it causes hallucinations and he imagines a different 118 (119) reality. Or maybe it's Buck who gets stung and he once again experiences an alternate reality, using Buck again wouldn't be the best choice but it wouldn't necessarily surprise me either. Maybe Eddie was at the church trying to pray for Buck (or whomever the injured party is) to recover. Maybe he makes a deal with God, a spare my friend and I promise I'll be a better Catholic kind of thing. And that's how we get the start of Eddie's self exploration. That could open lots of possibilities for Eddie to figure things out about himself. I just don't want the injured party to be Bobby or Athena. They are way too overused in the trauma department and those characters desperately need a break where that is concerned. Last season was the first time they approached Owen (Lonestar) territory for me and I don't want that for them. It needs to be somebody else this season. There are other ways to highlight Angela and Peter.

As for the crew they never should have been posting the amount of content that they post. And truthfully the hospital pic from last season that showed Bobby's name on the white board should have been the end of their ability to post that kind of content. It's just too easy to make a mistake, like they clearly did yesterday. I do think though that we have guessed something correctly. Once they made the post about loving their 'busy bees' they were paying attention to the theories being thrown out and I would imagine we were right at some point about something. I also think whatever they're filming this week they want tighter containment of for some reason. It's been a quiet few days in comparison to the previous couple of weeks. Personally I'm glad they're going to slow the drip of content. The amount of spirals that resulted from that golf pic yesterday was ridiculous. The amount of asinine conclusions some people came to over that pic was absurd. And the reality is this off season has been unlike any other. I'm not getting into it because everyone knows what I'm talking about. The longer it went without any sighting of certain things/people the uglier things were going to get. Although I still maintain the reason he hasn't been seen is because he genuinely hasn't been on set yet. Everyone needs the break. They will still post certain things just not at the level they were and that's fine.

Thank you for dropping this in my ask box Nonny!

First things first. I read a couple of things on Twitter and Tumblr and I received an update from Ali about the bts ban as well. Here is the update:

"So apparently The Rookie and other shows had their BTS stuff stripped as well so it may have been an ABC decision across the board and not necessarily a 911 crew mistake.

The Rookie cast posted things about not being able to share BTS content anymore."

So reading this, I'm thinking that the whole thing might just be because of a spoiler from another show that got leaked. It doesn't necessarily need to be 911. It could be, but it doesn't have to be.

Or maybe ABC just wanted to get some control back, because the crew's posts were getting out of hand. They were posting waaaay too much information.

Still, that puppet picture that was posted yesterday was very quickly removed again, so it could have been about that. Unfortunately, there is no real way to find out.

But I do agree with Ali that the puppet golf topper was a very very very strange object and it might just be for some AU episode. Who knows?

I am happy that the bts is going to slow down though. With the premiere of the show rapidly approaching the tensions are rising and all this bts isn't making fandom a better place to dwell in. We'll get an official trailer soon and then we'll have plenty to discuss. I have no doubt about it. 😋

IMPORTANT! Please don't repost this ask and/or a link that leads straight to my Tumblr account on Twitter or any other social media. Thank you!

Heads up! For anyone who is giving me the shifty eyes for reposting Ali's updates instead of reblogging. Read this.

Remember, no hate in comments, reblogs or inboxes. Let's keep it civil and respectful. Thank you.

If you are interested in more of Ali’s posts, you can find all of her posts so far under the tag: anonymous blog I love.

[alpaca-clouds]

About the Development of Myths

Okay, I will talk about more of the specific gods tomorrow again (starting first with the other gods from Stray Gods and then just looking over a variety of gods - I might start just with the greeks and then... venture into other mythologies). But first let me talk about the entire basis of what I have been talking about so far with the origins of Pan and Persephone: Their mythology is not a fixed thing.

Something that I would say education in general really fails on is properly expressing the amount of changes that cultures go through. I wrote about this before just in terms of history: There is not THE middle ages, not THE ancient Egypt, not THE ancient Greece and so on. All of those historical periods lasted for at least a thousand years. Now imagine that in like 500 years someone goes and looks at the 20th and 21st century as: "The World War and Globalisation period". Which I think there is a good chance this will at some point be known at (assuming we do not manage to eradicate our species before that, that is). Yet, you and I both know that if we were talking to someone from 1923 there would be very little we had in common.

Sure, this effect got massively accelerated thanks to the internet. But... You gotta have to assume that the Roman dude from 100 BC would also live in a very different world from the Roman dude of 200 BC. Because a hundred years is always going to involve a lot of change.

The reason we look at those old cultures as unchanging is, that they do not change anymore. And everyone who is neither working with that kinda stuff, nor is a complete geek, will just look at that culture as ONE FIRM THING rather than something fluent.

This is also true in terms of religion and related traditions, though we in the west are even more prone to it than other cultures. Because we do assume Christianity as this one thing. And the bible as this one unchanging thing. Hence the core believe is the same and, so the reasoning goes, was always the same. In fact, if you went to a religious school it is kinda how you were taught. The bible is one thing and always was the same thing. Only... It wasn't and even the basic we hve now does not matter.

Just look at the many Christian subreligions. They all in some way or form believe in Jesus, the one big God and all of that - but what they take from that widely differs. And the bible really does not have a big impact onto what ideals they hold and how they hold mass and how they pray and what not. If you think about it, you will easily see that, right? And if you just look a bit into what you might have learned about history in relation to Christianity, you will also know that this has changed. The role of Jesus has changed. How much the Holy Spirit is looked upon as an active actor. Which saints get venerated. All of that has changed a lot in just the last 50 years. And has changed a ton between the different countries.

And what I now need you to keep in mind that this was the exact same with the Ancient Gods and the religion attached to them. That holds true for the Greek Gods, the Roman Gods, the Egyptian Gods, the Norse Gods... all of them. The way they were worshipped changed over those thousand(s of) years they were worshipped.

So, let me once again talk about the Proto-Indo-European culture. Which is always a doosy and I love it.

The Proto-Indo-Europeans originates probably in the areas of modern day Ukraine and/or Romania and/or southern Russia some time around 5000 BC (scholars argue a bit about the exact temporal placement, just that it was somewhere between 7000 BC and 4000 BC). We do not really know a lot about them, because they did not write stuff down. But we do know that they had horses, were patriarchal, and that they worshipped a polytheistic pantheon that at least involved a Sky Father as one of the highest gods, who controlled the weather and was especially associated with storms and lightning.

These Proto-Indo-Europeans started breaking apart and travelling. Some into Asia, some into Europe and the Arabian/Persian areas. They brought with them their language and religion.

Now, it should be noted that they were not the "original humans" or anything. And that whereever they went... in most areas there were already other people living there, with whom they intermingled. Also whatever land they ended up settling was different, had different environments and this was included into their religious practice. Which made their religion over the years differ bit by bit. So from their pantheon sprang a lot of the pantheons we know today.

But... again, a lot of places they settled had already people living there. Who had their own worship. And that stuff often was also included and merged. Sometimes those other worships were very far reaching, sometimes very local. But some of those deities were picked up and either made part of whatever pantheon was there to come or was merged with an already existing god. And this happened again and again during the time that whatever pantheon was prayed to.

How do we know that, if it was not written down?

Well, mostly due to some archeology, but mostly due to comparative mythology and comparative linguistics. Two fields of science that basically involve people going over a lot of languages or mythologies (which, by the way, at times also includes fairytales and other oral narratives that are not necessarily held as "true", but still told) and basically finding things the reoccur. As well as going back over whatever written stuff we do have and noticing the shifts happening between a text written in 600 BC and a text written in 200 BC.

Now, for all the stuff we have two things that help a lot: a) The old Hindi writings and b) the written stuff from Egypt. Because both go really far back and were very well documented in writing. So basically we always can compare stuff to that and see shifts more clearly.

But, yeah... Technically all the pantheons are very much related. At some point Zeus, Jupiter, Diespiter, Thor, Tinia and Tian originated from the same character. You can even kinda see it in how similar the names are. Susanoo in Shinto-Mythology probably came from this, too, at least in the iteration we actually know about. (There can be some arguments made that a lot of the Shinto gods were shifted through the Buddhist contact, as the original indigenous Japanese cultures were very likely not Indo-European in origin. But given that the Ainu are the only culture whose oral tradition managed to survive this long, while the others either vanished or merged in a way influenced by Buddhism, which comes from Indo-European culture... yeah, it is there now.)

So, what I am saying: Mythology is shifting and always has been shifting. Same goes with religion. Hence the evolution of the Greek Pantheon.

Fun fact: Through comparative mythology we can also find the origins of YHW, the Abrahamitic god. Or God, as you might know him. He is a fascinating one, as he probably started out as a local god associated with harvest and weather in Southern Egypt and was then picked up by the Semitic cultures. He got a more pronounced role in the Canaanite pantheon, where at some point he merged with Baal, the war god. And through some trials and tribulations he finally ended up merging with El(hoim), the top god of the pantheon, with a part of the Canaanites splitting from the culture and developing into what would become the Jewish culture.

Super fascinating stuff. I love it.

[marshallsgirl]

Wassup, girly?

Listen , I've got this idea on my mind for a week now and I really hope you can write it for me.. Well, eminem and reader are kinda best friends , okay?And the reader is also a well known rapper and sang nothing except rap… But one day on stage she sings the song "Dandelions" with full emotions and looks so happy while singing it… especially at lines like "I see forever in your eyes" or "I'm in a field of dandelions…Wishing on everyone that you would be mine"…Then when she's done she says that this song is a gift from her to "her blond lil' chick " and everyone knows who's that 😀…And after the concert her and eminem are just shy but confess and make up…The end…Sorry if its a lil messy but I dunno I feel like it's cute 😊 when I first heard this song he just came 2 my mind..

If ur not comfortable with it it's okay.

Thank u ♡

If we had talked sooner

Pairing: Eminem x Fem¡Reader

Warnings: 🔞 MATURE READ AT YOUR OWN RISK

Author's note: I want to apologize for not being so active. I hope you guys enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it. Shout out to @froggirly who inspired me to write this. Love you all🤍

Song you could listen to while reading this: Dandelions by Ruth B.

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"Are you okay?" asked Marshall. We were both alone at his studio waiting for the others to arrive and start recording a song together. It felt really special that Marshall asked me to collaborate with him, but at the same time I was anxious. I'm a rapper too, but my way of coming out with lyrics is way more slower than Marshall's way and I kinda felt like my part wasn't good enough. But actually at the moment Marshall asked if I was okay, I wasn't thinking about the song at all, but I knew he was asking about that. Honestly, I was thinking about him and something I wanted to do.

"Listen, if you still thinking that your part isn't..." he started to say but I interrupted him.

"No, it's not that"

"Then what is it?"

I looked over my shoulder just to make sure that no one was at the door.

"Fuck, y/n. Just say it" he said impatiently.

"Jeez okay, okay. I just wanted to ask you...I want to invite you to my concert tomorrow night". I finally said.

"All that trouble to invited me to a fuckn concert" he complained.

"Man, will you go or not?"

"Of course, babe" he said and smirked.

He calling me babe drives me crazy, but I hope he didn't notice. I like him a lot, but I can't tell him that. I'm pretty sure he is not into relationship kinda of things and I don't want it to be just a one night thing.

❁ཻུ۪۪⸙͎ ❁ཻུ۪۪⸙͎ ❁ཻུ۪۪⸙͎ ❁ཻུ۪۪⸙͎ ❁ཻུ۪۪⸙͎ ❁ཻུ۪۪⸙͎ ❁ཻུ۪۪⸙͎

At the concert

Marshall got a special spot near the stage. I could see him perfectly. He was wearing an all black outfit, black hat, black t-shirt, black cargo pants. What a view! He is hot! Seeing him there looking all good got me wishing he was mine.

"I would like to sing a very special song. It's a little bit different of what u guys are used to, but I really really want to sing that song tonight" Everyone just screamed and started to beg for me to sing.

So I gave the signal and the music started to play.

And I sang, "maybe it's the way you say my name, maybe it's the way you play your game. But it's so good, I've never known anybody like you. But it's so good, I've never dreamed of nobody like you" then I started to walk to get to the part of the stage that was closer to Marshall. "And I've heard of a love that comes once in a lifetime and I'm pretty sure that you are that love of mine 'cause I'm in a field of dandelions, wishin' on every one that you'd be mine, mine..."

I saw him right in the eyes and sang, "And I see forever in your eyes. I feel okay when I see you smile, smile" And I swear I saw him smirk but it couldn't be...right?

Suddenly I felt nervous but I manage to still looking at him and sang, "Praying to God that one day you'll be mine. Wishing on dandelions all of the time, all of the time..." but when I finished that post chorus I felt so shy that I walk away and continue to sing without looking at him. Soon I started to surrender to the song and felt brave again so I looked at him one more time and sang, "Dandelion, into the wind you go. Won't you let my darling know? Dandelion, into the wind you go. Won't you let my darling know that?" And I saw him nod. But that was impossible, wasn't it?

When the song ended my fans screamed like crazy. And there was one of them that was extremely louder and I hear her say: "That one is for Shady!"

Suddenly everyone was shouting "Shady, Shady, Shady"

I felt my cheeks turning red. They knew, but how? For how long do they know? Was I too obvious? Since when? I turned to face Marshall again and he gave me a soft smile and a nod.

"Sure, it was a gift for that blond good looking guy over there" I shouted.

The cameras pointed at him, and everyone screamed even more. And I hear my extremely louder fan again. She yelled: "that's y/n's blond lil' chick!". Everyone laughed at that even Marshall.

❁ཻུ۪۪⸙͎ ❁ཻུ۪۪⸙͎ ❁ཻུ۪۪⸙͎ ❁ཻུ۪۪⸙͎ ❁ཻུ۪۪⸙͎ ❁ཻུ۪۪⸙͎ ❁ཻུ۪۪⸙͎

After the concert

I couldn't meet with Marshall backstage but he made sure to left me a text message saying that he will wait for me at my home.

When I got there I found him leaning against his car. Just like he promised, he's waiting for me. He doesn't see me yet and that's good 'cause I'm too distracted admiring his perfect body. I shake my head to come back to reality just in time because Marshall turns his head and looks at me. He give me a smile. Oh, that smile!

With each step I take towards Marshall, his smile turns to a smirk as he drapes his arm over the top of his car.

"Hey, babe" he said and I pray he keep calling me that. Before I could say something, he kisses me and I melt into the kiss, especially when he grabs my cheeks softly. As he pulls away, he nudges my nose with his own.

"I'm sorry" I tell him softly. My eyes dancing across his face as I wait for his reaction.

"Why are you apologizing?" He asks confusingly.

"I should have told you first in private not in front of millions of people" I confess.

"That doesn't matter. Fuck, I'm sorry too for not telling you how I felt about you before" he confess.

"I like you a lot" I say

"And you wish for me to be yours" he chuckles lightly, "I believe you are the one too". I muster the courage to look at him, relief settling on my heart as soon as I hear him saying that.

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner" I apologize again.

"Guess we are both sorry about the same damn thing" He nudges my nose with his, making me giggle as he lets out a chuckle before he licks his lower lip. "I'm sorry." he apologizes again.

"It's okay, I'm sorry too". I whisper

We're moving closer, breaths mingling together before he connects my lips and kisses me hard but slow and passionate. I participate in the kiss as much as Marshall does, moving my lips against his smoothly and following his pace that still stays the same: tender and passionate. His hands cupping my face moving down my neck and getting back to my cheeks. I need his touch. He's leaving an electrifying feeling on my skin.

I'm not sure how but we got inside the house. Now we are in my living room and I'm slowly moving to his lap as I straddle him. Marshall's hands grab my hips, squeezing them slightly as he still kisses me and refuses to pull away. Moving my hips, I grind into his crotch and moan when I feel his bulge. He's not hardening yet, his bulge soft but still pretty obvious from what I feel and see when I look down. Cupping my cheeks, he's chasing my lips for another kiss and I happily obey, letting him explore my mouth some more.

He pulls away to catch a breath, allowing me to do the same but he takes that opportunity to hold me tighter before he's pressing me down onto the couch. I giggling when my body is slowly put down onto my soft couch while Marshall hovers me with a smile playing on his lips. He takes off my clothes exposing my lacy panties and bra. Stretching my legs, I give him much more space between them as he happily takes it and grabs my thighs. He cups my heat over the lacy panties and squeezes. And he smirks, and there's this huge urge to grind into his hand. Marshall kisses me again while he hooks his fingers under my panties and starts to circling my clit.

"Marshall" his name leaving my mouth as soon as he starts stroking my heat.

He's still kissing me slowly and passionately, he say: "y/n, you are so wet" then he keeps rubbing those long fingers all over me.

"Marshall, I need more of you" I gasp between the kisses, not caring how pleadingly I sound. Listening to my pleads, he enters me with one finger which feels amazing, but not good enough.

"Marshall, please more" I murmur against his lips, hearing him chuckle again at my persistence. "Please" I moan grinding into his hand that makes him curse and add another finger. The stretch is stronger now, his fingers moving in and out of me amazingly. When I keep getting greedier, Marshall adds another one and pumps his three fingers with the same pace, making sure he circles my clit with his thumb for extra pleasure. But I need more to be able to cum. Marshall's fingers feel amazing, but the pace isn't enough to make me cum. It still gives me at least some pleasure... However, my pleasure is completely cut off when Marshall pulls his fingers out of me and puts them in his mouth to clean them.

What a view!

He takes off my panties. Cold air hits my core, even more when Marshall grabs my knees and pushes them apart, showing my glistening heat and I see him. Slowly, he licks his bottom lip as he glances at me, giving me a smirk before he plops himself between my legs with his head right there. It took me by surprise when he starts licking a long stripes against my pussy, catching all my arousal to replace it with his saliva as he tastes me. He hums against me, the sound making me shiver as I wait for his next move. He's savoring every second of what he's doing to me. He enters me with his tongue, moving it in and out like he did with his fingers, but this feels different and still so fucking amazing. I moaning and gasping for air.

"Fuck, babe" I moan, his tongue easing out of me as he starts making out with my heat. "How are you so good at this?" I choke out, hearing him chuckle against my pussy.

I feel my body craving for orgasm so much that my legs start to shake but I've to stop myself, dipping my fingers into Marshall's hair to stop him. But he doesn't completely understand my nonverbal request, growling against my heat as he picks up the pace.

"Marshall, stop. I want you." I moan out, almost crushing his head with my thighs.

He stops, lifting up his head and my jaw drop. Doe eyes stare at me, surprised that I've stopped him when he could feel I was almost cumming on his mouth. His hair is completely messy while his face is glistening with my juices and his saliva mixed together. It's naughty, but I love every second of it. I crave him even more.

"I wanna cum around you." I explain to him, chest heaving with harsh breaths as he listens to me and wipes his face with the back of his hand.

"Whatever you want, babe." he says, pecking my inner thigh before he pulls away and sits onto his knees. He stares at me for a moment, eyes seeing much more darker now.

He got up and he starts taking off his clothes, painfully slow but it could be just me i because I can't wait. I need him so much. I want to feel him. I notice his eyes traveling down my body, stopping at my breasts that are covered with a lacy blue bra that match with my panties that are thrown somewhere on the floor. I start to take off my bra. And he gulps visibly, seeing my breasts spilling out of the bra when I finally take it off. It seems to kick him up, fastening his movements before he stands in his boxers in front of me.

"Ready?" he asks, although my hungry eyes for his almost completely naked and beautiful body, I believe says it all. I see him, his tattoos contrasting with his softly looking skin, decorating it and making him look even more hot

He takes a few steps closer to me, leaning down to kiss me again. As he pulls away, he slowly takes down his boxers, exposing hard length that slaps against his stomach. Fuck, I want to touch him, to taste him just like he tasted me. But before my fingertips can even touch his skin, he takes me hand and caresses the back of it with his thumb. Giving me a smile, he shakes his head before he takes a condom and rips it open. I watch his every step, the way he puts the condom until he tugs it down his length to cover it. Glancing back at me, he gives me a faint smirk before he joins me on the sofa and starts hovering over my body.

I'm laying back down and spreading my legs to give him space between them which he gladly takes. My hands explore his chest, caressing his skin there as he leans down and pecks my lips.

He stares into my eyes, not budging or even blinking as he takes himself into his hand and slowly enters me. Gasping, I close my eyes but quick open them because I want to see him. And fuck, what a view! He fills me up. When he's all in, he lets me adjust to his size while he's kissing me.

My arms wrap around his neck, pulling him even closer and signaling that I'm ready, he starts to pull out. His tip stays inside before he enters me all over again. His thrusts are slower, almost romantic as he stares into my eyes. I feel like he's staring into your soul. Marshall picks up at the pace, still not setting it brutal like I expect him to. No, he sets up a smooth pace that makes us both breathless and grabbing each other, all while he steals couple of kisses from me before he hides his face into the crook of my neck.

"I'm sorry," I gasp, "So sorry for not telling you in private" I apologizes pulling him even closer, he hits my spot even deeper and we both groan at that.

"I'm sorry," he tell me back, "I'm sorry, y/n"

"No, you're perfect," I moan. He's rolling his hips and that makes my eyes roll back. "You're so good to me."

I match his pace, giving as much effort as I can to bring both of us an orgasm.

"Marshall," I moan, feeling myself clenching and making it harder for Marshall to move but he makes it work.

"I'm right here" he growls, sweat coating both of our bodies that are on heat. "Cum for me, babe." he tells me, setting even faster pace that makes my breasts bounce and his balls slap against my ass more intensely. He takes that chance to envelope my nipple into his warm mouth as he sucks on it. That's the last drop, the knot in my stomach relaxing as I'm cumming around him. He rides me through it, bringing himself over the edge too and with a couple of more thrusts and me whimpering from overstimulation, he lets go of my nipple and opens his mouth. A growl leaves his mouth before he's cumming, filling up the condom with his seed. He drops his face into my chest, breathing heavily as I coax him with caressing his back. Kissing my chest, he lifts his head up. We both have fucked up expression, but we are smiling like we're both high.

"We both said we were sorry a couple of times. Y/n, you need to know that I'm not angry."

"I know you aren't," I tell him gently, "but still..."

"We are both stupid. If we had talked sooner, we would have known what it's like to have great sex!", his length sliding out of me as we both cringe before chuckle at each other. "Now, let's not talk about this anymore." he tells me, breath hitching when he reaches for a stand of hair and pulls it out of my face.

We kiss one more time.

"Let's take a shower, and order some food" he says, carefully not to crush me as he lifts himself up.

[dreamingcloudie]

I just want to thank you for feeding us with the best dottore fics

i have a stupid request but i like it ,dottore's segments are fighting over you until omega comes and steals you most of time from them which change the fight over your attention from prime and the segments to prime and omega, and the poor segments waiting for you to remember them

❛❛ Learn To Share ❜❜

✎ ❛❛ It's my turn to be with them now. ❜❜

Pairing(s): Dottore (& his segments) x GN!Reader

Genre/Format: Fluff (oneshot)

Warning(s): Use of Dottore's (speculated) real name

wc: ~2.3k

Notes: Aww no problem at all!!! I enjoy feeding you guys with what I'm able to give ^^ Also love this idea, Dottore's segments are muwah 💕 And I didn't expect this fic to be this long lol. I'm sorry if the ending is sloppy ^^;

“Hey, (Y/n)! I have to work on an assignment Prime gave me. Do you think you can accompany me?”

“No way! They’ve been with you for like three hours yesterday! I barely got an hour with them!”

“As if an hour wasn’t enough! I got only thirty minutes before Prime took them away!”

“You guys got to spend time with them?”

You sighed and leaned against a wall as you watched the segments argue. You were only here to give them their afternoon tea and snacks since they’ve been working non-stop lately, and you wanted to reward them somehow. But here they were fighting over who got to spend time with you.

Again.

You loved them, you really do. They were preserved as different stages of your lover, after all. They could be the sweetest little beans known to man-kind but when the topic was about you, oh dear. May you pray to the gods above all hell would not break loose. It would feel like a bunch of puppies barking, threatening to sink their teeth into other’s necks as they fight over a toy in a playpen.

“Come on, guys! Have some pity on me, will you? I didn’t even get to talk to them at all this week!”

As soon as Beta said that, all the other segments snapped their heads to him with a glare and collectively yelled.

“NO.”

Poor Beta, you wondered why the others were mad at him…

Oh right, he was accused of eating the entire bag of gummy bears you made just for them last week.

“It wasn’t even me who ate them!” Beta tried to defend himself.

“You were last seen with them, so don’t bother trying to clear your name, traitor!”

As they continued to yell their lungs out, Omega entered the lab and grunted to himself, “Idiots fighting with their loud mouths again…”

From his right, he could hear sounds of shuffling. The scowl on his face turned into a gleeful grin when he spotted you.

Without making too much noise to alarm the other segments of his presence, he tiptoed over to you and whispered, “Let’s get you out of here, dear.”

Then he gently took a hold of your hand, leading you to the exit before opening the door for the both of you to get out. As you stepped out of the lab, the last thing you heard before the doors fully shut was:

“I’m just saying! Do you have any idea how lucky you were to have them to yourself for an hour?!”

“Theta got three hours! And— wait a minute, where did (Y/n) go—”

Click.

When the doors closed, Omega started to sprint down the hallway with your hand still in his as someone barged the doors open again while yelling. Before slowing down a little, he made sure you were a great distance away from the lab and came to a rest, letting you take a moment of breather from all that running.

“Thank— thank you for saving me back there, Omega,” you thanked him, still catching your breath.

He chuckled and waved his hand slightly.

“No need, my dear. Say, I don’t suppose you would be free right now?” He asked.

It went unnoticed by you, but his shoulders slumped subtly. With how tight everyone’s work schedule has been lately, he expected yours would be the same. Leaving no time for you to spare for him.

You tapped your chin and thought about your schedule. Zandik had a meeting to attend today and he wouldn't be back for at least a few hours. And you've already finished your work for today.

Smiling a little, you responded, “Yup! I’m free right now.”

Upon hearing your answer, his body felt as if it was suddenly full of energy again. If he were a puppy, you'd see him wagging his tail back and forth excitedly.

"Excellent! Well then, care to have a… little pastry date with me, darling?" Taking your hand once more into his and kissing it on the back.

You giggled at his suggestion of pastries. Of course he would pick that. Just like Prime and the other segments, all of them had a sweet tooth. Though, they wouldn't be caught dead with it, worrying it would ruin their reputation of being "fearsome" somehow (his segments' words).

Well, you were craving for something sweet and it certainly has been a while since you've last had some. And eating them with Omega as well? Sounds like a pretty nice date!

You nodded your head in response, feeling a little giddy to go on this little date with him. As much as you loved Zandik, you wanted the segments to have a chance of getting your affection too. The last time you've spent any actual time with Omega was… when was it?

Oh well, all the more the reason to go with him.

Every segment has their own little room and Omega brought you to his before going to the counter from the shared kitchen to grab some pastries.

Macarons… Some pretzels… An apple pie... And of course, his favorite—cinnamon rolls. For good measure, he also took the bag he had hidden away in the cupboard with him. Now that he had gotten everything, he hurried back to his room.

Wouldn't want to keep his darling waiting now, would he?

When he entered, he noticed you were already sitting on one of the chairs, pouring some tea into your cups. He went over to the table and set down the plates filled with baked goods.

The both of you began to chat away as he sat down, taking his time to bask himself in your presence. Enjoying this sweet moment that he wished to have with you.

Half way during your little chat with him, he took out a bag from his pocket and you felt like you've seen it before…

"Wait, isn't that the bag of gummies I made for you guys? I thought Beta ate them all?"

All you got from him was a sly grin and him lifting up a finger to where his nose was, motioning you to not speak of this with the others.

You gasped and lightly hit his arm, earning a groan from him.

"Omega! Poor Beta was accused of eating all of them! Oh, you're going to apologize to everyone whether you like it or not."

"But—"

"No buts."

---

Zandik came out of the meeting room with an irritated sigh.

Those lousy idiots…

Childe and Scaramouche wouldn't stop trying to slit each other's throat; Columbina kept laughing while Arlecchino reprimanded the duo to stop bantering; Pantalone made getting funds from him difficult.

Meanwhile, the remaining Harbingers were the only ones that actually took the meeting seriously. Including himself, of course.

"Imbeciles…" He mumbled under his breath.

Finally, after sitting in there concealing the urge to kill everyone right on the spot, he got to see his lovely (Y/n) again.

He went to the places where he thought you'd be in search for you, but to no avail.

He knew you were free today, he was the one who gave you your work schedule, after all. If you weren't working nor in the bedroom. Where could you be?

At the lab with his segments, perhaps? He knew how they'd always find an excuse to be with you when he was not available.

He made his way to the laboratory and to his surprise, there were no signs of you.

"Where's (Y/n)?" He asked.

The segments answered either saying "Don't know" or shrugging their shoulders. What was noticeable about them was that they looked down.

Hm… so (Y/n) hasn't been in here for long. He thought.

Where were you then?

He was walking around the places where he might find you again when he heard a familiar laugh, accompanied by another one which sounded almost exactly like his, coming from one of the segments' rooms.

More specifically—Omega's.

Found you.

He didn't bother knocking as he opened the door. Revealing Omega sitting across you with some whip cream stains around his mouth, while you were trying your hardest to not laugh at how it made him look like he had a mustache.

However, you stopped what you were doing when you noticed Zandik standing at the doorway.

"Ah, so that's where you are, darling."

He walked leisurely to where you sat, giving you a side hug and a kiss on the top of your head.

"Did you enjoy yourself?"

"Mhm!"

"Good. Now that I'm back from that excuse of a meeting; I was hoping we could… be in each other's arms for a while." He said, taking a glance at his segment.

Even with his mask on, he could feel Omega glaring at him.

"Of course! I've missed you…" You stood up and gave Zandik a peck on his cheek.

You waved a goodbye to Omega as Zandik wrapped his arm around you, leading you out of the room after saying:

"Thank you for keeping them company, Omega."

With a huff, he crossed his arms.

"Whatever." Saddened at the loss of you.

Although his loyalty lies within Prime, much like the other segments, he was utterly jealous of how Prime always got you to himself. He couldn't help but wanted to go against his master.

He knew Prime wouldn't decommission him since he was the most advanced model among the other segments. Only a fool would do that, and Prime was no fool.

Cogs and gears began to spin in his head as he formulated a plan, to break the rules his creator set out for him. Just so he could have you again.

He longed for you.

He yearned for you.

He wanted you.

---

Some time has passed since you hung out with Omega. You were not a hundred percent certain, but you were very sure he had been a bit more… needy lately.

It was quite a change in his personality, since he preferred to be alone majority of the time. You'd think an error appeared in his system but was quickly assured by himself that he just wanted to show his appreciation for you.

More often than not, he'd come by to sneak you away when the segments started arguing. Leaving them confused as to why did you disappear or where have you gone to.

All the while laughing to himself internally at how idiotic they were for giving him an opportunity to snatch you away.

Now that the other segments had gone out of his way, all that was left was Prime…

---

Zandik would notice the sudden behavior change in Omega, like how he had been sticking by your side a little more than usual. He didn't think much of it in the beginning. He himself was busy with work and thought you just wanted some company.

Though, it was starting to bother him when Omega received more attention than he did. You were just chilling with Zandik as he did his paperwork when Omega came in and sat on the empty chair next to yours, laying his head in your lap while you played with his hair. Making comments on how fluffy his hair was.

I have fluffy hair too. Zandik thought. Not that he’d admit it out loud, but he wanted to feel your delicate fingers to run though his hair as well. To give him your undivided attention. He couldn’t take it anymore when he heard you laughing at an anecdote Omega shared.

“Omega, I believe I assigned a task for you to finish. Why are you here?” Zandik asked, his voice was low and there was an underlying annoyance to it.

“Well, Prime, I’ve already completed it. The procedure of testing the new serum went well, may I add.” The sides of his mouth lifted a little.

Oh he knew Prime was mad, he could tell when he saw the hand holding a pen tightened its grip.

“Is that so…” Zandik gritted his teeth.

You could feel it, the familiar tension you’d also sense when the segments argue. However, this time it felt as if it was more palpable.

Not again.

For the next few days, their little fights were bearable. Omega would steal you from Prime and vice versa. When that happened, they’d glare at each other without you knowing. Though, things would gradually get more… verbal and they didn't bother hiding it.

“Hello, my dear. How would you like to join me for lunch today?”

“My apologies, Omega, but I’ve already asked them to join me beforehand.” Zandik came up behind you.

"Oh pardon me, I didn't acknowledge that being with them everyday is not enough for you." Omega scoffed.

"You are pushing me to my limits with your behavior, Omega."

Oh no.

They looked like they were about to pounce on each other. You've never seen a fight gotten out of hand like this before. Not even with the other segments.

Before a physical fight broke out between the two, you managed to put a stop to it.

"Okay, okay, that's enough for the both of you."

They stepped back at your interference.

"What in Teyvat is going on with the two of you?"

"He started it." They said at the same time, pointing at each other.

"It?" You asked.

"He has been hogging you to himself for far too long! Getting even just a fraction of your attention is hard." Omega complained.

"Why of course I'd be with them everyday. They are my lover for life." Zandik retaliated.

"You guys are fighting over nothing! If it's my attention that you wanted you could've just asked! And you need to learn how to share."

---

And that's how you ended up here, laying on the bed with your two giant teddy bears who were hungry for your attention, hugging each of your arms.

The very first lesson to learn how to share.

However, you felt like you've forgotten something at the back of your mind…

What was it?

---

Bonus:

“Hey, guys? Where did (Y/n) go? It’s been too long since I’ve last seen them…” Delta whined, hugging a shark plushie you made for him.

“I don’t know. I haven’t seen them either…” Theta sighed.