#Why should it start now lol 🙃

[shannonpurdyjones]

First attempt at a cotton dishcloth on my frame loom

I am a fan of the chevron twill so far...we'll see how it turns out!

[notonlymice]

I can't believe I have to spell it out but if you really really want to repost something you saw on tumblr to some other platform please credit the original creator??? And no, "credit to the owner" does NOT count 🙄🙃

[iamred-iamyellow]

⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ Spice Up Your Life

♥ masterlist | request rules

♥ pairing: max verstappen x fem!beckham!model!reader

♥ synopsis: you’re the daughter of victoria and david beckham. ginger spice, aka geri halliwell and the wife of red bull principal was in a pop group with your mom, allowing you to visit the paddock frequently and meet the one and only max verstappen.

♥ smau - fc: isabelle mathers + girls on pinterest - as always none of the pictures are mine <3

♥ warnings: swearing !!!

♥ a/n: ft. a few familiar footballers and no horner

-August 2024-

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ynbeckham home sweet home

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judebellingham i’ll let the united kit slide for now

ynbeckham 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨

user7 i need more judeyn content

k.mbappe @/ynbeckham your dad played for madrid too you know

ynbeckham @/k.mbappe yea i know

vinijr damn 😐

ynbeckham i love you guys I swear 🫶

manchesterunited welcome back

ynbeckham let’s start the season strong 💪

user1 she is her

user6 let’s go man u girlies

user2 stop it why is @/maxverstappen in her likes?

user3 because he has good taste?

user5 i’ve seen yn at madrid games sitting next to carlos so maybe max has seen her 🤷‍♀️

user7 @/user5 it’s that versainz influence

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ynbeckham madrid

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erling awh she even wore your kit

judebellingham i know 😍

user1 bet max wishes she was wearing his number lol

carlossainz55 @/ynbeckham i knew you’d come around eventually

ynbeckham peer pressure

realmadrid @/ynbeckham you love us

ynbeckham @/realmadrid i do 😔

user2 i LOVED seeing david & victoria there with yn

user3 right! it was so sweet

user4 the way they were cheering on jude too 🥹

user5 idk anything about the judeyn lore…

user4 @/user5 i gotchu! with davud being who he is yn had immediate connections to the world of football. madrid and united are the two teams most people know him from so yn quickly made friends with a lot of the players like jude!

maxverstappen1 feels like everyone was there except me 😅

ynbeckham you didn’t miss out on too much but you should totally come down to the pitch one day 🙃

maxverstappen1 @/ynbeckham maybe i can just invite you over to the paddock this weekend?

ynbeckham @/maxverstappen1 ill check my schedule

user7 SMOOTH

user8 stop it did max just pick up yn in her comment section 😭

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You pulled an already opened white envelope from your counter and spoke directly to your phone, which was recording you.

"I'm sure we've all seen the Max comments, everyone was raving about it. What I want to know is... who told her?" you pointed at the camera, sunlight reflecting off of the charms on your nails.

"I got this letter from Geri with a Red Bull paddock pass inside," you stated, pulling the lanyard out of the envelope. You flipped the pass ID over to show the camera up close, "Valid for: All Days."

You stepped back from the camera with a knowing look on your face, putting your hands on your hips.

You tilted your head, "I guess I'll see you in Monza."

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user1 she wasn’t joking 😭 she’s actually in monza

user2 whatever max wants max gets

davidbeckham i’ll be in the mercedes garage if you need me x

ynbeckham ok 🙂↕️

redbullracing @/davidbeckham you won’t be joining us?

davidbeckham @/redbullracing maybe i’d join you if i had a valid pass like yn

redbullracing 😬

user3 THEY DIDNT EVEN GIVE HIM PASSES HAHAHAHDJDJD

user5 no fucking wonder he’s hanging out at mclaren and mercedes 😭

user7 gonna need someone out there to record her and max's meeting tbh

gerihalliwell glad to see you put the paddock pass to use! can't wait to see @/victoriabeckham in Vegas <3

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user9 you couldn't get david passes too?

gerihalliwell I got 2 to give away... my hands are tied

user12 double it and give it to the next disgruntled dad

user8 lets go spice girls vegas reunion

user10 if they're gonna make vegas a whole thing we might as well have geri and victoria sing like they did in '97 for the mclaren car launch

user14 the f1 spice girls lore runs so deep

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-Post Race Interview-

”Max how did you feel about your race today?”

“Uhm,” he scratched his head. “Definitely could have done better, the car could’ve been better, but you know congrats to Charles.”

“I saw the Beckhams in the paddock today. How do you feel about Y/n cheering you on in your garage today?”

“It felt great you know? I’ve always wanted to meet her and her family. I’ve talked to two of the spice girls now so we’re getting close to crossing that off the bucket list.” he laughed. 

”Alright, thank you Max,” the interviewer said and he walked off.

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ynbeckham adorando il mio tempo qui in Italia 🇮🇹 @/charlesleclerc congrats on the win, i know tifosi is proud !! @/maxverstappen1 it was truly great to meet you, i hope we run into each other again soon <3

translation: adoring my time here in italy

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redbullracing we were glad to have you in the paddock yn!

ynbeckham thank you so much for having me <3

judebellingham you better invite me next time

redbullracing @/judebellingham i’ll try my best to🫡

k.mbappe @/redbullracing if you invite him you have to invite the whole team otherwise it’s just unfair

redbullracing it’s just an inchident

user1 oh and you just know max is shaking right now

charles_leclerc he dropped his phone

maxverstappen1 @/charles_leclerc delete this

user2 seems like max won’t be following charles on insta any time soon

user3 i loved seeing her in the paddock today! i don’t think i’ve seen her at any events other than for modeling or footy

user5 hopefully she’ll keep coming back

scuderiaferrari tifosi is definitely proud of charles! i’m sure they’d be happy to see you one day in our garage @/ynbeckham 😉

ynbeckham admin 🤭

redbullracing @/scuderiaferrari stop trying to steal our new mascot you already have leo and now roscoe

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ynbeckham getting ready for the versace runway

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bellahadid cant wait to see you walk ❤️

judebellingham still upset I wasnt invited but whatever

k.mbappe yeah get in line

user1 you are SO stunning

maxverstappen1 can't wait to see you

ynbeckham 🫶

user2 wait a damn minute max is gonna be there?

user3 or does he just mean see her again in general lmao 😭

user2 @/user3 why would he mean that?

user3 @/user2 I dunno he posts comments like they're private texts

user7 why are we not freaking out over the heart yn posted

user6 maxyn crumbs

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versace a collection unapologetically positive and authentically Very Versace…

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ynbeckham it was an absolute honor <3

francisca.cgomes you looked stunning 😘

ynbeckham thank you kika 💋

user8 the three of them ate the runway up

landonorris hire me next

ynbeckham I think max would make the perfect model 😍

landonorris ...

user2 shes whipped for him

user3 is she wrong tho

gigihadid great to see you again Lewis <3 its been a long time

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user7 hang on let them cook

user12 yns dress >>

user5 lewis is completing his side quests rn

judebellingham our girl walked a runway 🥹

vinjir shes all grown up

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yns insta story

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ynbeckham GUESS WHO HAS A DATE

judebellingham it was about time

user1 whoever it is wife her up

carlossainz55 if i’m the date does that mean we get to go to a madrid game

ynbeckham @/carlossainz55 wow using me for clout much

maxverstappen @/ynbeckham @/carlossainz55 couldn’t be me

user2 MAX 😭

user3 max is putting in the WORK

user5 wait a minute does this mean her date is not max?

user7 wdym?

user5 he didn’t like the post and sure he commented but certainly he wouldn’t still be trying to put moves on her is they were already going out…

user6 @/user5 you better be lying 😭

user10 NO please I need maxyn

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maxverstappen1 a much needed vacation before vegas

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user1 max blink twice if you need help 😰

user2 i’m really starting to lose hope in maxyn

user3 why was he at versace then?

user4 i dunno having the seven time world champ and the two current champ contenders there is good for business maybe?

user5 yn is still going to vegas tho

user6 she could just be going there for her mom and geri

user7 guys..

user10 no please they were just flirting in comments like two days ago

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ynbeckham it’s race weekend! how are we feeling?

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manchesterunited feeling like you abandoned us :/

user10 i can’t believe she’s missing united vs city for this 😔

ynbeckham i have to support my man this comment has been deleted

user1 yn we need a vegas vlog 😩

user2 spice girls reunion go crazy in the chat

gigihadid i’ll see you again soon <3

ynbeckham <3

judebellingham wish i could be there

ynbeckham call me when your season is over

user3 judeyn…

user7 guys what if she’s dating jude

judebellingham @/user7 i can confidently say she’s not

user7 @/judebellingham but what if that’s a cover up 🫣

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f1 for the second time in a row max vestappen has won the vegas grand prix

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ynbeckham @/maxverstappen1 i’m so proud of you. love you so much ❤️

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user3 MAXYN IS REAL

user7 i just dropped my phone

user10 i fell to the ground

user4 this is what we’ve been waiting for

user7 congratulations max 🫶

ynbeckham DU DU DU DU MAX VERSTAPPEN

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francisca.cgomes you two are so cute together 🥹

user1 stop it they’re so adorable

user2 david is being awfully calm right now lol

alexandrasaintmleux we should double date

ynbeckham we’re so there!

ynbeckham love you so much

maxverstappen1 i love you more

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voguemagazine yn beckham to be on the cover of british vogue

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bellahadid congrats on your first cover i’m so proud 🥹

ynbeckham thank you bella 🫶

user1 she is SO beautiful

rhode come model for us 😍

ynbeckham just say when

user2 your favorite nepo baby’s favorite nepo baby

maxverstappen1 buying every printed issue right now ❤️

ynbeckham stop im blushing 🤭

[yeahxsurexokay13]

ideal weekend, lando norris

summary: while fans stress about the fact that, following their breakup, the actress won't be there to witness the driver's first ever f1 win, y/n gets asked about her ideal weekend off in an interview and accidentally manifests it [actress!reader]

warnings: i think only very bad editing (i tried) and me bringing up yet another footballer i feel affection for for literally no reason

fc: madelyn cline

started this as something completely different from what it ended up being but i think i like it. i'd love it if you let me know what you think tho (((:

y/n.y/l

📍miami

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y/n.y/l yet another victim of a @/maxverstappen1 win. had so much fun but i think i'll just stick to acting 🙃🙃🫠 thank you @/redbullracing for having me!!! <333

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username at a red bull event? what happened to once a mclaren girl always a mclaren girl????

username this event was basically work for her ?? you ppl need to stop taking everything so personally omg

username professional SUPER FAST driver, part time actress ❤️ by author

username you're in miami the same week of the miami gp. coincidence? i think not 😌😌

username GORGEOUS GORGEOUS GIRL

redbullracing Glad you had fun Y/n! Maybe we should start considering you for a guest appearance in our garage 😉

mclaren Thanks for the offer, Red Bull! But we've already got dibs on her 😉

username UM I HOPE THIS ISN'T A JOKE ??

username don't play with me like this admin!!

mclaren Don't worry. We won't hold this against you 🧡

y/n.y/l ily guys 🧡🧡🧡

username Ok cool now go finish season 4

username Why are u in Miami shouldn’t u be filming obx 4 😪

y/n.y/l side quest

username not the Y/n x F1 content I was hoping for but at this point I'll take what I can get

maxverstappen1 Next time I'll give you a head start. Enjoyed having you with us, Y/n 🫶

y/n.y/l there will definitely not be a next time but thanks tho!!!👍🏼 always a pleasure seeing you ❤️

username pretty 🩷

username Why is Max literally this🧍🏼‍♂️❤️ by author

landonorris Um what's this?

y/n.y/l 😶 not what it looks like

username seeing you two banter like this makes my heart ache 💔

username i'm never moving on from y/nlando sigh

username OBX S4 WHEN QUEEN

29 April 2024

mclaren added to their story

y/n.y/l

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y/n.y/l me and FORMULA 1 RACE WINNER lando norris

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username JUST WHEN I THOUGHT TODAY COULDN'T GET ANY BETTER OMFG

username formula 1 race winner lando norris has a nice ring to it 😉 ❤️ by author

username What a race, and what a win for Lando!!!

username IM LOSING IT YALL I JUST CHECKED OUT OF CURIOSITY AND BRIGHTON ALSO WON TODAY Y/N MANIFESTED HER IDEAL SUNDAY

username minus the relaxing part lol i know for a fact bestie was stressing in that garage

carlossainz55 It's great to see you back at a race! Missed having you around! ❤️

y/n.y/l thank you carlitos ❤️ wish i could've got to see you up there with lando

charles_leclerc ouch ? 🫤

y/n.y/l noooo, i didn't mean you!!! x

maxverstappen1 ouch?

y/n.y/l i did mean you. sorry /:

username are we back in 2022 and i didn't realise?????? not complaining at all tho

mclaren You and FORMULA 1 RACE WINNER Lando Norris look amazing! 🧡 ❤️ by author

username admin definitely ships

username children of divorce rise !!!!!!! ❤️ by author

username u think u're so funny liking this @.y/n.y/n but we're actually hurting we want our mum back!!!

username seeing you celebrate with lando was everything 🥹🥹🥹

username when i tell you i sCREAMED !!!!!!

username Everything in the world has been healed due to this post

oscarpiastri Awesome that you could come watch. Missed you ❤️

y/n.y/l missed you more pastry boy ❤️❤️

username we were robbed from this friendship !!!😪

username can't believe how emotional I am seeing you two together at his big win

francisca.cgomes ❤️❤️❤️ ❤️ by author

username just realised i am not as over y/nlando as i thought i was. in fact i am not over y/nlando at all.

username well seeing you with FORMULA 1 RACE WINNER Lando Norris just hit me right in the feels💔

landonorris Thanks for being there to share the moment with us ❤️ ❤️ by author

landonorris Also I think after this you might now have to come to every race ever

y/n.y/l clearing my schedule as we speak 🫡

username i am so ready to be delusional

05 May 2024

[silentium-symphony]

Hey, You Free? Modern AU (Link x Reader)

hiii so sorry this took so long!! i had actually been working on another fic before shelving it and deciding to work on a Valentine's fic.... a week after Valentine's LMAO but wtv. thank you one again for being patient w me and I hope you enjoy!!

cw: afab!reader, modern!au, fluff, bestie!link, link is kinda fruity lol, getting a lil wine-tipsy, mentions of an unnamed ex

wc: 4.1k

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Another Valentine's alone.

You sipped on the glass of wine, careful not to spill the burgundy liquid on your ultra-expensive and super duper classy outfit of a thrice-worn t-shirt and shorts when a notification bubbled over the TikTok you were watching.

Linky Twinky🧚🏼‍♂️: Hey, you free?

You set the glass down with a gentle ting and tapped on the notification, opening up your messaging app. Your fingers giddily flew across the screen, a gremlin grin hooking your lips.

You: ofc I am 🥲🥲 why what's up??

You thumbed the body of your glass and stared at the three dots that popped in and out of the screen. Anticipation and baited breath straightened your slumped posture and your cheeks started to heat up as you remembered the slobby outfit you were wearing. You seem to have a second sense when it came to these things because a few short moments later, he replied:

Linky Twinky🧚🏼‍♂️: I'm coming over

You immediately jumped out of your lounged hunch and headed straight for your wardrobe, already half-disrobed by the time you swung the doors open. You frantically typed back a response.

You: wait what 😭 hol up i look ugly rn LOL

You had just dunked your grimy clothes in the hamper when your phone chimed.

Linky Twinky🧚🏼‍♂️: Girrlll you always look gorg whatchu talkin abt 😍🤪😩✨️

Now why tf did your heart flutter lmao

You hearted his message before you tried on Outfit #1. You twirled around the mirror and smoothed out the trivial wrinkles and creases that rippled through the cloth. It was one of your more upscale outfits, worn only during special or dressier occasions. Your once proud smile faltered to a disgusted grimace. It looked like you were trying too hard (you were).

Outfit #2 perfectly encapsulated ‘casual…’ But what if it was too casual? It was barely a step above what you were wearing before… You jerked the top off and stomped out of the bottoms when your phone buzzed again.

Linky Twinky 🧚🏼‍♂️: I'm picking up food bc I seriously doubt you ate yet >:( what do you want?

You thumbed through the makings of Outfit #3 while you pondered the age-old question of “what's for dinner” when you responded:

You: idk lol. where are you?? what's nearby?

Linky Twinky 🧚🏼‍♂️ : So helpful, thanks 🥴🙃 but I'm at the intersection of 26th and Westgate. It looks like there's some pizza nearby??? You good with that or do you want something else?

You: pizza sounds good! ty pookie <333 do you want me to pay you back??

He hearted the message.

Linky Twinky 🧚🏼‍♂️: Nah it's fine. What kind of toppings do you want?

You tapped your desired toppings and sauce base and pressed send.

Linky Twinky 🧚🏼‍♂️: Got it. See you in a bit babe 😘

Why did your heart flutter AGAIN C'MON MAN GET IT TOGETHER

You let out a raggedy sigh and haphazardly tossed your phone onto your bed. Your fingers danced atop the rainbow arrangement of hangers as your mind’s eye jigsaw-ed an outfit from the pieces you plucked out. You began slipping on the garments.

Outfit #3 looked the most promising so far! The perfect blend of casual and classy—thank the gods you found it in time. You did a lil’ dance in front of your mirror and shuffled the rejected outfits back into your closet. You hauled ass to your TV to turn on 24/7 LIVESTREAM Fireplace ASMR Crackling Sound for Sleep, Study, and Relaxation with Smooth Jazz and set down a second glass to accompany your lonely first. You placed the wine in the fridge to chill it when your phone buzzed.

Linky Twinky 🧚🏼‍♂️: Got the pizza. Should be there in about 10 min

You placed the wine in the freezer to chill it. While the wine was chilling and hopefully not freezing or whatever, you fluffed and arranged the pillows on your sofa and smoothed that one corner of your rug that's been creased into a new shape thanks to your klutzy self. The small, somewhat inconspicuous stains on your countertops might as well have drawn an arrow to themselves and twerked in the spotlight as adrenaline-pumped shame overtook you. You had just finished scrubbing your counters and chucking your dirty dishes into the wash when your phone chimed once more.

Linky Twinky 🧚🏼‍♂️: Here. Let me in I'm freezing

You took one last look-over in the mirror before grabbing your keys and heading out the door. One hand combed through your lightly tousled hair while the other hearted Link’s message. The tip of your elbow was employed to get the elevator up and running. As the churning hum of metal cables and gears worked its way up the idle space, you rocked back and forth on your heels in time with your quickening heart. You swiped open your phone's camera and broomed and brushed the wisps and strays that clung to your forehead. The elevator announced its arrival with an off-tune ding!

The soft hum of elevator music rivaled the rackety grates of metal-on-metal from outside your confines. With a final lurch, the elevator doors rolled open with that off-tune ding! You rounded the corner and sped-walked down the short hallway; the side profile of a young man sitting on one of the benches outside, hunched over pitifully and protectively over a pizza box, filled your view. A chuckled bubbled out of you as you pressed your key fob against the sensor, unlocking the door with a soft click.

Link's face, reddened and scrunched by grueling winds and below-zero temperatures, immediately lit up seeing his pretty… so pretty savior halo'd by the lobby's warm light. He hopped up and immediately dashed for the slowly opening door.

“Thank the gods, I thought I was gonna die out there.” He chattered through shaking teeth, his lips drawn back into a lopsided grin. You wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him down for a quick side hug, careful not to crush the fruits of his labor. His cold shocked your system, but his face warmed up fairly quickly.

“Thanks for coming by. I really appreciate it.” You hummed, releasing your grapple and leading him back to the elevator. “Do you want me to hold that for you?”

“Nah I got it, thanks.” He snorted. “I felt like SpongeBob delivering pizza to that one dude who lived in the middle of nowhere.”

A belly laugh rumbled through the both of you as you hopped on the elevator and whirred up the floors.

“How's your Valentine's goin’?” He inquired, a goofy tilt in his voice.

You dished out the nastiest stink eye and scoffed. “Alone, thanks for asking.”

“Not for long, babe. I'm here now.” The only thing more charming than his wink was that boyish smile he flashed. Your cheeks warmed and your hands found his muscular bicep in a playful smack. He laughed in time with the ding and watched you stomp your way to your unit. He caught up with you in a few strides as you unlocked the door to the intimately lit room.

Link stood wide-eyed and open-mouthed at the place, absently failing to shuffle out of his boots.

“Wow. You really cleaned up the place.”

“What's that supposed to mean?” You huffed with a wry smile, taking the cold pizza from his hands so he could undo his boot laces. You turned your back to your gawking guest as you eyed the re-heating instructions on the cardboard.

“Girl, I've seen you and your apartment at your worst.” He neatly placed his boots to the side and folded his arms. “Remember how I visited you every day for a whole month after that piece of shit broke up with you a week before your birthday?”

“Ugh, don't remind me.” You heated up the oven and slipped the pizza in. “Gods, that was horrible… I've only lasted this long thanks to you.”

You turned to see him sitting at your counter, balancing the skinny neck of your wine glass with his fingers.

“Have you ever wondered where he is now?” He asked, absently watching the wine slosh side-to-side.

“Nah. I stopped caring once he started balding.”

You both let out a squealy holler followed by unhinged cackling.

“Girl, forget the bullet—you dodged a whole nuclear missile.” He concluded with glee, sipping the wine with a content sigh. “You deserve to be treated like the queen you are.”

“Thanks, babe.” You snickered, stealing back your glass from your exasperated bestie. A look of faux offense gripped his sharp features.

“What?” You chortled. “This is my glass. The empty one is yours.”

“Sooo where's the wine?”

“In the freezer.”

“The freezer?” He repeated incredulously, his nose crinkling at that revelation. He opened your freezer and was met face-to-bottle with fine aged wine.

“Huh. All right.”

He poured himself a healthy amount and held out his glass for a toast. With matching smiles, your glasses met with a soft cling and you both sipped the bold, fruity concoction. Link's eyes glazed over and shut as he reveled in another sip.

“This is good. Where did you buy this?”

“I got it as a gift when I had my promotion. My boss gave it to me.”

“Wish my boss would do that.” He sighed. “The only thing she gives me is more work.”

“I thought you loved your work?” You hummed, slumping over the counter and closer to Link.

“Oh, I do. Don’t get me wrong, I love working for Zelda but… She really makes me work for that check, y’know what I mean?” He laughed, rubbing the back of his neck.

“Yeah, she's a hard-worker… Super pretty too.” You slipped in quietly, gauging his response. He shrugged and took another sip.

“Yeah, I guess.”

Not gonna lie, your heart raced at his nonchalant remark and you felt like a giddy little schoolgirl fishing for validation from your crush. Liquid courage may be whispering something to you as you asked aloud,

“Have you been seeing anyone?”

Link's eyes widened and he slammed his cup back down, hurriedly swallowing the glass’s contents before coughing and rubbing his chest. You grabbed him a napkin and awkwardly laughed.

“Sorry, didn't mean to spring it on you like that! I think the alcohol is getting to me…”

“Uh—…. Uh-huh…” He mumbled, shock evidently laced through his features.

“You don't have to answer if you don't want to.”

“I haven't.”

“Wh… Huh?”

“I haven't been seeing anyone.” He looked at you, eyes still bright but edged with an earnestness you weren't used to seeing. Frankly, it felt rather… intimately intimidating to be under his unblinking gaze.

“O-Oh…? And why is that…?”

The faintest twitch tugged his eyebrows. He opened his mouth to speak, but the digital beep beep beep from your oven pulled you out of your hazed stupor. With a stiff laugh, you pulled away and slipped on your oven mitts.

“P-Pizza's done! Haha, almost forgot about it.”

You pulled down the oven door and was hit first with a wall of hot air and second by the delicious, hearty aroma of freshly heated pizza. You pulled the comfortingly toasty box out of the oven and set it back down under Link's nose. The both of you ooh'ed and aah'ed at the final reveal, watching the gooey melted cheese mingle with your favorite toppings and—.

“Oooh, cheese-filled crust?”

“Mhmm. It's a special day, after all.”

“Hell yeah, man.” You dished out two plates and scooped up a gooey slice, carefully avoiding the hot stringy cheese from scalding your fingers. Link waited for you to fish out your slice before he dove for the one next to yours. You puffed hasty breaths over its sizzling surface and took the first bite of sustenance you'd had all day. The crust was warm and slightly crisp, softening deliciously under the weight of the pizza's sauce. The cheese filled your mouth with warmy goodness, and your favorite toppings elevated the simple meal into something divine.

You cast a glance back at Link, who was looking right at you with a small smirk.

“Mm-what?” You muddled.

“You seem to be enjoying yourself.” He cocked his head to the side, grin widening.

“This shit's good as fuck.”

“Yeah, but you were having a whole moment.” A sudden heat surged through your cheeks and you cleared your throat, averting your gaze.

“Don't be mad, but… This may or may not be my first meal of the day.”

“Girl, I swear to Hylia—”

“I'm sorry! I just got distracted…”

“Doing what? You're off today.”

reading fanfics “Uh… TikTok?”

An audible groan heaved out of the man as he took another bite.

“How many times do I have to tell you? You should eat at least twice a day if you can. Of course it'd be great if you could have three meals, but if you can't, at least two! Just two!”

“I know, I know, you're right…”

“Mhmm, you only say that to get me off your back… C’mon, you have to remember to eat. Please? Please don't forget to eat, okay?”

“Okay, fine! I'll remember, okay?”

“Promise?”

“Yesss, I promise…”

“Good. Thank you.” With a satisfied nod, he finished the rest of his first slice before decorating his plate with two more. “Let's watch a movie. What’re you in the mood for?”

“Mm… I wanna watch a Ghibli movie.”

“Oooh okay, what were you thinking?”

You filed through your mental catalogue at an unhurried pace, adding additional slices to your plate and brimming your near-empty cup with more wine. Link followed suit and moved the pizza and wine over to your coffee table, plunking down in your sofa's soft cushions. With a click of a button, he pulled up several streaming services that had Studio Ghibli's best films.

“We've got Ponyo, Spirited Away, Arrietty…” He mumbled, thumbing through the selection.

“Wanna watch Howl?”

“Howl's Moving Castle?”

“Yeah.”

“Sure. I love that one.” While the on-screen cursor shuffled through the carousel of films, he patted the space beside him. “C'mere.”

You took a large swig of wine before ambling over and plopping down beside him.

Perhaps… a little too close, you thought as his residual body heat emanated through you. You tried shuffling away a bit, worried he might be uncomfortable, but the wine had begun to dull your motor functions just a tad. You let out a chesty cough as you dove for your pizza and wine, hoping you could rock yourself away as you told yourself over and over that it was only the wine that was making you feel all warm and tingly inside.

The iconic blue logo of the beloved movie studio beamed through the screen. Link got up with a huff to turn off the rest of the lights, leaving you sagged and chilled from his absence. Your heart pulsed with a confusing jolt of relief and excitement when he promptly returned to his post right beside you, ignoring the other 90% of the sofa. You didn’t know whether your heart or thoughts were racing faster as the opening sequence to Howl's Moving Castle idled by.

The mechanical hiss and creaks of Howl’s castle lurching through the fog grounded you enough to begin to relax, slumping more and more into the back of your cushions until you were in a comfortable lounge. As you grew more engrossed in the film, your surroundings (including your best friend) began to fade away from your mind’s eye.

Link downed several gulps of wine, hardly tasting and much less appreciating the dark, full-bodied notes of the cabernet. A velvety rush coursed through him as he peeked down at you, fully in tune with the movie. He weakly disguised his chuckle with a cough as his arms stretched up, his cough turning into a more noticeable ahem that was just enough to break the movie’s spell.

“Um… Is it okay if I put my arm here…?” He murmured, careful to speak only just above the TV’s volume but loud enough to be heard clearly. You looked at him, your slightly agape mouth contrasting your widened eyes as he gestured to the backpiece of the sofa.

“Oh, uh, yeah… For sure, go ahead…” You squeaked, his now absent arm and gravity making you fall closer to his side.

“Thanks…” He tentatively wrapped his arm atop the fabric. “Sorry, my arm was bent in a weird position.”

A white lie, but shhh.

“You’re all good.” You assured with a smile. “Uh… Is it okay if I scoot a bit closer?”

“Yeah, that’s fine.” He breathed, swiftly covering up the little warble in his voice by clearing his throat.

“Thanks. Just a bit cold, ‘s all.”

A white lie, but shhh.

It wasn’t very long before you were both entranced by the movie, your hearts occasionally skipping a beat or a breath getting caught in your throats when either of you shuffled into the other.

You both silently watched the film, allowing yourself to be transported into the dreamy and nostalgic landscape of the fantasy world. As the movie worked its magic, you were internally smiling as the movie slowly approached the scene that would introduce the titular ♡Howl♡.

You let out a throaty, unhinged cackle when his clothed chest came into view, his arm protectively wrapping around the heckled Sophie. Link physically recoiled from the horrible sound.

“What?!”

“Howl!!!”

“Huh? I-I mean, yeah, but what—”

“Ughghgh, look at that scrumptious snack of a man.” You, quite loudly, mm-mm-MM’ed before taking another bite of your pizza and yet another heavy swig of your drink. “The things I would let that man do to me.”

A twinge of jealousy tugged at Link’s heartstrings and he scoffed at himself. No way he was fucking jealous of a fictional 2D man. But seeing you swoon over Howl in real-time sparked in him very similar feelings to when he saw you gushing about your balding ex.

“What, you got a thing for blonde hair, blue-eyed twinks guys?”

“Well I mean, look at him!” You turned, almost nose-to-nose with a blonde hair, blue-eyed twink guy. The corners of his lips cocked wickedly as a brow raised.

“Yeah? What about him?”

“I mean,” You blubbered, “I don’t know, he’s just… Well, he’s handsome and I don’t know, he’s got this boyish charm that’s really…”

“Yeah? Really what?”

“Really… Um, attractive?”

“Huh.” He exhaled. “Interesting.”

“What’s interesting?”

“Never knew you had a type.”

“Well, not necessarily! If I like someone, I just like them. That’s it.”

“So what makes you like someone?”

“Like, if we just vibe together I guess…”

“So you guys just… have to vibe?”

“No, it’s more than that! I like someone who is kind, patient, loyal…” Howl began to fade from your mind. “Smart, funny… Aggressively caring...”

“’Aggressively caring?’” He repeated with a bemused lilt in his tone.

“Yeah, someone who makes sure I’m doing okay. Someone who calls me out of the blue because they saw something that reminded them of me. Someone who tells me to take care of myself all the time… Someone who,” you swallowed, “visits me every day for a whole month after a breakup.”

His tilted smile stiffened and his eyes crinkled from general amusement to something more. You continued, gut gnawing and breath clenching.

“Someone who takes care of me when I don’t have the strength to do so. Someone who reminds me that I’m capable of great things and pushes me to work for it. Someone who has never once stopped believing in me. Someone… Like you, Link.”

“(F/N)…”

“I like you, Link.” You drew your eyes to your hands. “A lot. And I know this is really sudden and I’m sorry for catching you off-guard, but—”

A firm grip hooked your forearm before you were lunged into something warm and firm. Your senses were enveloped by the faint smell of pine and amber, and the rapid thumps in his chest echoed through your core. Strong arms encircled you and pulled you closer, almost suffocatingly so, while a gentle hand carded through your hair.

“I… like you too.” He murmured to the top of your head.

“H-… What…?”

“I like you too, (F/N).” He pulled away, catching your flickering looks with his steady gaze. “For awhile now, actually.”

“R-Really?”

He nodded with a ‘mm,’ his warming cheeks spilling its heat onto yours. He brushed the flyaways from your face and cupped your cheeks in his hands, beholding you with such love and adoration you felt like melting.

“Oh, (F/N)…” You were pulled into another hug. “You have no idea how much this means to me.”

You nuzzled into his chest before his voice rumbled in your ear.

“Can I… Kiss your forehead?”

The innocent, almost juvenile request made your heart flutter, and if you weren't wrapped up in the comfiest bear hug you've ever been in, you definitely would have been squealing and kicking your feet. You looked up at him with a twinkle in your eye.

“I can do you one better.” You leaned in, your soft lips capturing his cheek. The heat blooming through your lips disappeared as quickly as it had come as you shyly pulled away.

“I think I can actually top that.” His face drew nearer, hovering just over yours. The fruity bitterness of the red wine diluted your senses into a mirthful haze. “Is… this okay…?”

Your widening smile and gentle nod was all the confirmation he needed to close the distance.

It was tender, soft, slow. His lips moved and melded with yours so perfectly, capturing every little moan and sigh that escaped you. He pulled away only to come again in soft devotion, his lips and hands caressing you with delicate worship. The soothing circles he rubbed into your cheeks paid no mind to the growing heat spilling between his fingers. The cold of the room blanketed your moistened lips suddenly; a shiver sourced from the cold heightened to one of pleasure as he languidly and carefully balanced your bottom lip with his teeth.

“You’re perfect…” He mumbled through your gasp, trailing butterfly kisses down your jaw and to the crook of your neck. You wound your arms around his neck and let out a wanton moan, filled with a deep-broiling need you weren’t cognizant of until now. He traced his lips up your neck, relishing in the goosebumps that prickled his sensitive flesh.

“Perfect and glorious, like the first light of dawn…” He caught your lips again, the motion tinged with something heavier this time, but still full of the awe and reverence he had initially bestowed. You pulled him closer, each of you melting into the other. You felt him sinking closer and closer to you, his hand traveling to the small of your back, almost to aid your gentle descent into your sofa.

“You’re wonderful… So, so good to me…” You breathed out in between kisses, your head spinning and filled with nothing but the thought of him. He pulled away slightly and combed your hair back, a slight smile on his lips. His lips met yours in between words.

“You are so beautiful, (F/N)…” Your eyes fluttered shut, basking in his endless kisses and whispered confessions of utter devotion. “I've wanted this for so long, I almost can't believe that we…”

“Are… together?” You finished, pecking the tip of his nose with childish delight. His chest heaved a laugh as his hands traveled to your hips, hoisting the both of you up into your previously seated positions. He pressed a chaste kiss to the top of your forehead while his hands left your hips to take residence in your hands, tracing the curve of each finger with giggle-filled pecks.

“Have I ever told you how gorgeous you are?”

“Yeah, you mentioned it over text earlier.” You chortled, watching him finish his loving ministrations with a kiss to the back of one hand before moving on to the other.

“And I meant it.”

The sincerity in his baby blue eyes and tenor tone made your heart swoon all the more. You bounced kisses and excited whispers amongst yourselves, until the terrified shriek of Howl cut through the peace. Both of you flinched as two pairs of eyes locked in at the source of the scream. You and Link watched your fictional crush zoom out of the bathroom to yell at the transformed Sophie for switching up his haircare potions.

“Do you wanna just start this thing over?” Link chuckled, watching the chaos unfold on the screen.

“Yeah, that sounds good.” You finished off the rest of your now-cold pizza while Link restarted the movie. With a couple clicks, the familiar bright blue of Studio Ghibli's logo silently filled the room. You turned to him, imprinting the image of blues and shadows painting his features in your memory forever.

“Link?”

“Mm?”

“Happy Valentine's Day.”

He turned to face you and flashed that smile—the one that had you falling in love over and over again.

“Happy Valentine's Day, Valentine.”

[zwolfgames]

Hii! If it's not too much trouble to ask, can you make a Yandere DIO x Child Reader who escaped and is now with the Crusaders? (Reader would have a strong Stand) 🙃

(So idk wether this was meant as like biologically DIO's kid or not but I just went with unrelated because i dont know how many hoes DIO had back in Stardust Crusaders. Also, how does one think up a stand, lol.)

Requested: Annon

Warnings: Slightly OOC DIO, silly kidnapping, bizarre

(3rd person POV)

Life had been turned upside down for you lately. As a poor ten year old alone on the streets of Cairo, you had expected this year to be the same as last year.

Just surviving and having your Stand help steal food.

Thus is the life of a street rat. Kicked out by their abusive father...

But just a month ago, when you were once again getting your Stand to filch some fruit from a night market, you got spotted.

A tall, impending figure had stopped in the alleyway to look down at you.

His piercing golden eyes made you freeze once you were in his field of vision. Did the air just get colder or was that you?

"Tell me of your stand, Child."

The man had spoken, all those nights ago. Truthfully, you hadn't know what a Stand was back then. So he pointed to yours. All you really knew of it was that nobody else could see it... So why was he looking straight at it?

With such intrest too.

Before you could actually talk to the man, he had leaned down and poked something into your head, thats the last thing you could remember.

"So yea, thats all I remember..." You spoke to this strange band of people.

That disintrested looking fellow had been the one to rip whatever that weirdo so long ago put into your head... A 'Flesh Bud'. A means of controlling people, or so you've heard from that french guy and his green clad fellow as they were complaining about the time they had yours.

So they had been attacked by the blonde guy too?

Intresting.

"You have a hell of a Stand kid." The oldest guy pats your shoulder, he looks pretty buff for an old guy. Who are these people.

"My stand? Ah- you mean Arnold?" You made your stand appear. You faintly remember it just... appearing one day when you were being chased by street dogs... It kinda saved your hide. Named after Arnold Schwarzenegger, as you had heard that name on a tv in a store once. Very creative, obviously.

"Yes... Arnold. Does it perhaps do special things. Like superpowers?" The old man asks. Trying not to look back at how one of his friends is being patched up from all his cuts.

"Why should I tell you my secrets?" You cross your arms defiantly.

"Because we saved you, don't you want to defeat who-ever did this to you? Huh, kid?" The old man nudges you with his shoulder.

"Not really. Who are you guys anyways, you don't look like locals at all." You take a step away from the man.

"I'm Joseph Joestar, thats my grandson Jotaro and his friend Kakyoin... Thats Polnareff, and the one you almost blasted to bits is Avdol." Josephs eye twitches as he look back at his hurt friend.

"I didn't do anything." You retort quickly.

"You did, because of this flesh bud. A vampire named Dio was controlling you-" Joseph starts.

"I'm not controllable." You stick your tongue out.

"Oh yea, so then you almost killed Avdol by yourself?" Joseph replies with the same childish tone.

"That was my twin brother, you've got the wrong person." You smirk like the annoying brat you truly are.

The argument gets more heated as Joseph refuses to listen to the sass of a dirt covered child.

Meanchile, in a dark dark room in a castle far away- No, a mansion just a couple of streets away, a certain blonde seethes.

Another one lost. Those damned crusaders... Joestars.

They had taken away many of his subjects.... His pawns.. But this was by far the worst.

A child, a powerfull child. He had plans for you. Shattered, all in a single fight.

Dio clenches his fist and a piece of the parchment he's pretending to read rips.

He wasn't attached... Not at all. You were just strong. And.. Too similar to him. A scumbag of a dad, he had looked into your mind that night you two locked eyes. And he had seen... Things that reminded himself too much of himself. The only diffrence between you two was that you weren't just born evil. A bummer, really. He's always wanted to see a maniacal kid.

But... Oh dallit, who's he kidding, he did get attached. And really he doesn't understand why. You were a dirty, foolish child...

But you had potential...

Dio had always planned to be the lonesome ruler of his ideal world... But you were.. ideal enough. Yes.

You could like... stand next to him and chirp about whatever useless tought you had this time.

Something to quench the silence he's grown to hate after years of being confined to a coffin under the sea.

It's a miracle that you hadn't gotten on his nerves, really. He usually hated all kids. But well, maybe it's that mischievious glint in your eyes. Makes him think too much of his time back in his living ages.

So, ofcourse he sent two of his stand users out to retrieve you.

Wich is how he had leanred of your capture by the Joestars.

Oh he had wanted to gag, what if they made you into the same goody-two-shoes all Joestars pretended to be?

Disgusting. He's have to end your suffering in that case...

But for now, he could wait for his pawns to bring you back. Maybe you were ready for the no flesh bud treatment.

Probably not. But hey, who knows what other nonsense you'd come up with if he let you be that free.

If only his pawns would hurry up! He's bored!

"I'm not helping you, I've got things to do." You declare to Joseph for the sixth time now as they kept on asking you to help them get to Dio.

"We'll give you lots of food." Jotaro pipes in with that same bored tone, seemingly having figured you out after his grandfather had tried convincing you the whole time.

"I'm in. This way."

You hum and start walking. Joseph yaw falls open dramatically as Jotaro walks past him with a slightly proud aura.

The group of guys follow you around the sunny streets of Cairo as you walk to the mansion you just so faintly remember.

Actually... you don't really remember much of your mind controlled times. A faint face of the vampire that had enslaved you... a slight sensation of a hair ruffle. For the rest it's mostly gone.

But who knows, with what these guys have been telling you, this Dio figure is quite the bad guy. And you'd be getting food. So...

The first round roof of the mansion had appeared in your field of vision, you had attampted to call out before someone just jumped onto you from above.

Now this man you remembered just faintly. Cowboyish looks, an attitude and the most annoying smirk.

"Gotta ask you not to struggle kid. Dio's been whining about you for a week now." Hol Horse huffs as he picks you up at the scruff. Glaring at Jotaro's group of friends.

"Let me go or I'll blast you to bits." You declare simply. Crossing your arms childishly.

The cowboy's eye twitches and he takes it as a bluff.

Stupid idea, really.

You activate your stand, Arnold, and use it's ability that you have yet to name. The crystal like being grabs ahold of Hol Horse and sharp crystals grow out of his arm, piercing his skin.

This effectivly drops you as the man screams in pain behind you.

So that's what you had done wit Avdol then? Yikes. Since when did you even have this ability? Must be Dio's fault.

Tough, this seemed way too easy. You were proven right moments after as you were ambushed by a pretty woman... Who you actually didn't know.

She surpisingly just hoisted you over her shoulder mid run and ran away from the Crusaders as they yelled for the woman to stop. You could sense her stand... So this must be another one of Dio's henchmen.

Altough your stand was super duper cool and epic, you're an untrained kid who doesn't know what they're doing.

So you weren't that great at summoning your stand without concentrating fully. And all these jolts you got from this womans fast running weren't helping your concentration.

A puprle vine suddendly wrapped around the womans ankle and she fell to the floor, dropping you as you rolled along the sandy pavement, scratching your skin and further staining your clothes with more dirt.

Joseph had stopped the womans kidnapping attempt. Wich was cool but damm that fall hurt!

The rest of the crusaders came running to you and the unknown stand user. This time it was Polnareff who picked you up like you were damm nothing. To prevent you from getting snatched again.

"You didn't say you were some kind of prized possesion. What does Dio want with you?" Polnareff yells dramatically.

"As if I know! I barely remember him!" You huff back.

"Are you perhaps his offspring?" Kakyoin asks a lot more calmly.

"What? No, I know my dad, he's an asshole but we've got the same hair, so we're obviously related." You shake your head.

"Thats the stupidest explenation I've ever heard." Jotaro sighs while Joseph ties the woman to a pole so that she can't chase again.

"What can I say, never been to school." You shrug with a matter of factly face. Polnareff looks bewildered while the others have taken on a bit of a pitying look. Wich you really don't like.

Seriously, life could be worse.

 Polnareff had loosened his grip slighly as he must have felt safe or something. A stupid descicion really, as a faint barking was coming from down the alley before you.

You caught a glimpse of a funny looking dog with big ears barking up at the sky before you got lifted up really fast by sharp talons.

A hawk, a damm hawk got you.

How was this thing even carrying you? Sure ten year olds aren't big an you don't grow a lot on the street but this is just bizarre!

The hawk dropped you off in the fountain of Dio's courtyard.

Landing with a splash into the unkempt water. Good thing this wasn't deep becasue nobody had ever tought you how to swim...

The hawk squaqed hard before flying back up to protect the mansion you had been brought back to.

Now if you knew one thing about vampires it's that they can't come into the sun or they expolde or something.

So you made it your mission to stay here in the sun as long as possible... Wich.. isn't that long, it was almost sunset... Shit.

"Tought you could run off, child?" A sultry voice spoke from the dark halls surrounding the courtyard.

Two piercing yellow eyes looked straight at you. That same feeling of impending doom hit you again.

"Why don't you come to me. I promise not to harm you..." Dio whispers in a slightly sweet manner. Wich really made it even less convincing.

He'd probably snap your head right off for even attempting to talk to the Crusaders.

You didn't want to walk towards him. But the alluring feeling the man possesed made you take a shaking step.

Screaming in your head to stop wasn't working.

Slowly but surely you were walking out of the suns warm embarce and into the darkness of a vampire's lair.

You're gonna die, oh my god!

The vampire held his hand out so elegantly for you to take, sharp- well kept nails the only indicator of the underlying nature of this predator.

Your hand reached out for his, out of your control. Damm this creature's charm.

The moment your warm hand touched ice cold flesh you were dragged into the darkness and into a strong body.

You were held tightly against the man as he ran a hand trough your hair before you were out like a light. Seriously, what kind of powers does this asshole even have?

The next thing you knew, you woke up in a dark room. Feeling a bit.. cold?

You open your heavy eyes, looking for any sign of life in this room. Closed curtains... unlit candles. Now where in the fuck-knuckles were you now?

"Y/N, would you like to know something?" That same deep voice spoke from behind you. You turn around and face the vampire on his fancy couch, lazing around.

"Not really.." You mutter unsurely.

"Hah, still the same kind of annoyance as before. How I've missed you." Dio muses down at you as if looking at a little lapdog. Wich techically you had been.

"Fine, what's the thing I need to know?" You sigh.

"I've made you a vampire, just like me. Isn't that generous of me my little Y/N? Now we can talk forever." Dio smirks as if this was his best idea ever.

You deadpann and walk over to a curtain to go kill yourself full on vampire way.

"No, foolish child. Come back here." Dio tsks in annoyance and whatever control he has over you now pulls you back to stand behind his couch.

Wow, can't even sit in this place huh?

"Do you not understand why I share my gift of immortality with you?" Dio muses, smiling again. Tough that teeny tiny spark of softness doesn't go unnoticed to your trained eyes.

You just shake your head. Who knows, even age old vampires could be pedo's-

"You... are similar to me. I simply wish for you to have a better life then I had."

Dio speaks a bit less... confidently.

Now, that's something you had never expected from the blonde..  Ever.

Where's the uncaring cold villain you knew? The guy that killed his servants for failing?

Why was he looking at you as if his words were genuine?

And why was it affecting you like this?

"Y/N, when Jotaro Joestar and his group make their way to my estate, I want you to stay firmly beside me. Do you understand me?" Dio narrows his eyes as he stands up to tower over you. That sinister shadow casting over his face to get you to comply.

You just nods your head. Wich apparently isn't good enough for him as he squishes your cheeks between his hand.

"Use your words, child." Dio tsks.

"I'll stay at your side..." You speak up, not like you actually would... they were coming here to kill Dio... You didn't wnat to die aswell...

Dio sighs and ruffles your hair roughly before leaving the room to go do whatever the hell he does all day.

You hear a little lock click shut, once again trapping you somewhere, tough unlike last time, you have full control of your mind...

Dio didn't need a henchmen anymore, not of you.

He couldn't even understand it himself. Maybe deep down he missed a brother he could bully.

So just sit in that tower and don't complain and everything would be alright.

He wouldn't let those crusaders take you away from him again...

_____☆_____

Thank you for the request! Also available on Wattpad/Tumblr.

Dio was a bit OOC but I really don't know how to get this man to like a kid, i think he'd throw one out of a window if given the choice. Xd.

Have a nice night/ Day!

Words: 2502

[spnjediavenger]

MWE

Title: MWE

Type: one-shot; matt murdock x sister!reader

Warnings: none! Just pure sibling fluff! Some run-on sentences

Spoilers: none

Notes: i wrote this in the midst of writer’s block so please be kind 🙃

As always, love and/or constructive/friendly criticism is welcome and encouraged!

Disclaimers: i do not own daredevil, its characters, or plot

Word count: 617 (pretty sure this is the shortest thing i've ever written lol)

“Matt, give it back!”

The aggravated shouts of a teenage girl and laughter of her older brother rang through an apartment in Hell’s Kitchen, New York. While Y/n cherished time with her brother, she found herself second guessing that when he decided to mess with her. They were currently in Matt’s room, the lawyer holding Y/n’s phone high above her head; and though she wasn’t that much shorter than him, it was still high enough that she couldn’t reach it.

“Why? You weren’t texting anyone right? So what’s the matter?” Matt said, unable to keep the broad smile from his face.

Briefly gripping her hair in her hands, Y/n huffed at him. She jumped, fingers just skimming her phone. After failing again, her brother laughed more. Biting back a smirk at what she was about to do, Y/n lunged at Matt’s middle, wrapping her arms around him, trying to tackle him to the ground. But she really should’ve known better than to try and fight Daredevil. Even if it was play-fighting.

Matt let out an ‘oof’ as Y/n’s shoulder made contact with his abdomen, hunching over a bit. He couldn’t help but smile as Y/n pushed against him, ultimately not even succeeding in making him move an inch. Turning his smile into a smirk, Matt pocketed her phone, bent over, wrapped his own arms around her, and flung them both backwards onto his bed, Y/n flipping over him and onto her back, resulting in an honest to gosh scream. After the shock was over, Y/n turned her head to look at her laughing brother situated behind her, jaw dropped.

“I can’t believe you just flipped me!”

“Hey! You were the one that attacked me! I was just defending myself,” he chuckled.

Y/n chortled and jumped up, turning on the bed to face Matt again. He was ready for her this time, though, and swept his feet under her, making her fall back down. The younger Murdock lunged and Matt let her knock him over, both of them laughing now. Matt positioned his feet at her hips and gently but firmly pushed up to throw her over his head once again, making her land on her back again, the impact making her bounce a couple times.

“Stohop doing that!” she said, failing to sound angry through her laughter.

“It’s not my fault you can’t keep up,” Matt laughed back, flipping around and landing over top of her.

Y/n bit her smile back and wrapped her legs around his waist, flipping him to the side. She knew Matt let her do it but neither of them said anything. She quickly tried to grab her phone she saw falling out of his pocket but he grabbed both of her hands and pushed them behind her back, making her groan.

“Not bad, you almost got past me. But still too slow for big bro.”

Y/n let out a big groan, throwing her head back. “That was bad. That was really bad,” she said.

“Not as bad as your love messages to Parker.”

“They’re not love messages!”

“But you were texting Parker though?”

“I-...Stop lawyering me!”

Y/n broke her arms free and pushed at Matt’s shoulders.

“Ok, ok, we don’t need to start this again,” Matt chuckled.

“It's the MWE - Murdock Wrestling Entertainment,” Y/n giggled. 

Matt laughed. Shaking his head, he held Y/n’s phone back to her, smirking as she snatched it up and walked out of his room, panting lightly. 

“Maybe you should have Spidey teach you some self-defense so you actually stand a chance next time,” he called after her

“Shut up!”

“Love you too!”

[witchie-writings]

HEY HEY HEY HEY HEYYYYY

ok i wanna do sum short if request are closed please ignore :)

King Ghidorah x human! reader who can hear far away kinda like dolores from encanto? One-shot or HC what ever you prefer 🙃

“Tonight. He wants 5 babies.” -Dolores

More than happy to oblige, Anon! Not a lot of King Ghidorah HCs around, so I suppose I got to support what I can lol. Had to make it short because TUMBLR

Ah, King Ghidorah, my long lost love. The False King, Destroyer of Worlds, Monster Zero, the Death Song of Three Storms… ends up with a human mate. Quite unexpected, very unexpected. The mere thought of Ghidorah wooing a human to become his mate was just absurd to Monarch scientists: who was this person, why did they become Ghidorah’s mate, how did they become Ghidorah’s mate?! All these unanswered questions, and they definitely weren’t going to be able to grab answers from the walking hurricane himself, or more specifically, the heads.

With having a human as his mate, Ghidorah has to be careful, ungodly amounts of careful, but if they possess the unique ability to be able to hear noises from leagues away? Ichi is surprised the human hasn’t gone insane from all of the over stimulants, and is genuinely worried about their health because of this power. 

Ichi is the head that took the longest to warm up to, but he is the head that cares the most about the well-being of his mate. Whenever he could, Ichi would lean down, tenderly nudging his mate with concern practically brimming from his golden gates; his tongue would flick out, grazing over his mate, speaking through his actions as he cannot convey words. If Nii or San, specifically Nii, attempt to do any sort of skit in an attempt to irritate or get a reaction from their shared mate, Ichi would be the one to harshly bite into one of their horns, yanking them up and emitting warning growls from his throat as a vague threat should they continue to pester their S/O. 

God, Ichi would be borderline trying to make as little noise as possible (for a god damn Kaiju) for his S/O’s sake. I imagine with that sort of hearing, you could accidentally burst your eardrums, as to hear that far, you gotta learn to heighten your hearing to travel across that distance; one wrong step, and you could have a ruptured ear. Ichi would piece that together pretty quickly, and just… try to tell his other heads to shut it. Minimal blinking, minimal breathing, minimal everything in general. He just wants his S/O to be comfortable.

Then, there’s Nii. Oh, my sweet lovable Nii. Ever the aggressor and one to cause chaos, he’d be absolutely overbearing to where he’d be causing so much noise in an attempt to help his S/O. He’d blow up at Ichi or San for the smallest of things - they’re being too loud, so he’d attempt to bully them into shutting up, then start a fight with Ichi and that’s a whole clownfest in itself. Nii would be the head that took the second longest to warm up to his new S/O, as he isn’t as highly guarded as Ichi is, but it’s still quite the accomplishment to be able to reign Nii in because of his nature as a whole. 

God, his S/O has him wrapped around their tiny fingers. Would do absolutely anything for them… then get into fights over the heads about it. Through their shared mental connection, he recommends the idea of ear muffs and how they should grab some immediately, right now, and then try to tug the body to the nearest store. He’s trying, he really is, but he doesn’t really realize his actions cause more harm than good… it’s the thoughts that count, right?

San is the easiest to warm up to, due to his quite jolly nature and interest in humans as a whole. He’d find it quite curious about his mate’s hearing abilities, always wondering, what can they hear? Can they hear Godzilla snoring in the ocean? He has to know! So he does bug his S/O more often than not, he doesn’t mean to cause any harm! He’s just a curious noodle, a very curious one indeed.

Once Ichi and Nii explain the situation, he does feel quite guilty. After all, he’d feel as though he’s been contributing to the strain on his S/O, when he really didn’t mean to. He’d try his best to be more quiet, but he does slip up quite often. Please don’t blame him, he’s trying. 

[itzprismosblog]

This may be a really stupid theory but hear me out...

But can Mitsuba age?

(This theory could be completely wrong so if you have anything to say that proves this theory wrong I wouldn't mind and would actually appreciate if you told me as I'm literally just curious.

I'm also talking about Mitsuba from you know....before the clock arc and everything, lol.)

Let me explain. First we gave to talk about Hanako. I kinda have to for this to all make sense. We all know Hanako was once a living 13 year old boy named Amane Yugi. When Amane died everything stopped. And what I mean by that is that his mental, emotional and pysical growth all stopped because he had died. That's why his chacater has so much trouble getting chacater development and will somtimes repeat his mistakes. So when Amane died his growth stopped in general.

Now let's talk about Mitsuba. Mitsuba was born an apparition. Hanako stated in the hell of mirrors arc that Mitsuba is quite literally the farthest thing from human. Mitsuba technically never died. Sosuke did but Mitsuba didn't.

Mitsuba is also technically months old. I don't exactly know how many months because I don't know the time line in tbhk that well. But if you notice during those months Mitsuba had grown emotionality and mentally alot.

His chacater developed more and more whether is was for the good or the bad, all we know is that he's getting emotional and mental growth and isn't stuck in one spot given the fact he never died. This makes me wonder and think if he could ever grow physically as well or if he'll stay in that pysical state forever. I wouldn't know due to the fact that most of the time somone doesn't get extreme changes with their body in a matter of months (what I mean by that is there would be so significant growth with his height or face). But let's be honest it would make sense if he could grow. Although it would also make a lot of sense that if Apparitions could in fact grow, they probably don't age the same as humans do.

Let's also take Yako for example. She started out as a child who was an apparition and ended up an adult apparition. (I should have brought her up sooner but I kinda forgot about her...mb🙃)

But isn't this all proof Mitsuba can in fact age?

[lady-phasma]

Hey! I'm loving chatting with you on these last posts, so now I'm curious about your IWTVerse faves? Season, episode, scene, character, ship, book, chapter, quote. It can be more than one, btw! I know quotes are more specific and it can be hard remembering, so it doesn't need to be your ultimate favorite, but something you love. Also, how should I call you? 🙃💗

I am so excited to answer this! It's been lovely to meet you! You can call me Auntie but not everyone feels comfortable with that. So Phasma works or Phazzie (I've gotten that one before and it's fun).

My IWTVerse faves... hmm... let's see.

Season 2 is definitely my favorite season for many, many reasons but mostly because Assad got to shine so much more!

Favorite episode of all 15 eps? This is difficult. I love the more dramatic and powerful episodes like 2.05 and 2.07 but I really love the pilot. If I had to choose just one it would be 2.07. The trial is brutal but it showcases all the amazing writing, acting, set design, and camera work even if I watch it with tears running down my cheeks.

My favorite scene from any episode is probably Lestat's "little drink" scene with Louis. That is unbelievably hot and never gets less hot no matter how many times I watch it. But specifically, this shot in the room before they get started. The feelings. oof!

Picking a favorite character is probably the most difficult. Lestat has always been the love of my life (since I read IWTV & TVL at 10 years old) but I truly adore all of the main characters in the books and series.

I don't really have a favorite ship. I ship them all with whoever. I am incredibly intrigued by all relationships that Armand has, but no ship in Anne's world is more important to me than another. Each pairing helps us understand something about the characters which is why she shipped them all over the place with each other. LoL

The book answer is easy - The Vampire Lestat. Here's a link to a recent post I made about my 30 year old copies of the books. I read TVL until it fell apart multiple times but I still have it on my shelf.

Favorite chapter from my favorite book or from any of the books? Both? LoL My favorite chapter of TVL is chapter 1 of Part 3: Viaticum for the Marquise (when Lestat turns Gabrielle). My favorite chapter from the entire Chronicles is Chapter 4 of The Vampire Armand. Not only did Anne write one of the most beautiful dead doves, but she tossed in a little of her BDSM flavor in that chapter as well. The scene with Marius and Amadeo's brattiness is delicious every time I read it.

My favorite quote from the series is I had powers now and decades of rage to process, and it was both random and unfortunate the man picked that night to dabble in fuckery. - Louis

My favorite quote from the books is probably the opening of TVL: I am the Vampire Lestat. I'm immortal. More or less. The light of the sun, the sustained heat of an intense fire —these things might destroy me. But then again, they might not.

[nekohime19]

Okay so... another AITA story but this time it's not shadowpeach. Tbh I didn't know if you guys would enjoy that but I wrote it anyway so why not share it 🤷.

MK x oc

Mostly it's crack treated seriously, made to be fun. Also, it's an interactive story in reddit style.

Am I the asshole for punching my one-night stand in the face?

Soooo I'm panicking?? 😭😭. Alright, alright, let me explain everything. And oh boy this is a MESS 🙃.

So I (21/ male / monkey demon??? I'm questioning this 😭) have been going through what my best friend calls trauma, but I call ✨ tough heroing✨, and I'm not gonna lie I am maybe a tiny bit tired…. Okay who am I kidding I'm exhausted. I knew it wasn't easy to fight bad guys but I didn't expect to save the world thrice in less than a year 😅. How did my mentor did it for so long??? For context my mentor (super old/ male / monkey) is a retiring hero who's teaching me the ropes, we'll call him Mentor, cause that's what he is, you get it? Lol.

Anyway, it was a very busy year, and on top of that I learned that I'm maybe not quite the normal delivery guy. I'm like a monkey? But apparently I was created to die and save the world which is… tbh I didn't fully processed that yet 😬. But the body change was rough, to say the least. Having a tail sounds cool right? It isn't. I can't tell you guys how much I broke things by accident because of this darned thing 😤. This thing is UNCONTROLLABLE!

I thought my body would be the only thing to change but apparently it's not. Lucky me 😭. I have these instincts now. It started with little funny things, like wanting to groom my friends. That's cute, right? But then it developed into a whole mess. Sometimes I have the urge to climb things for no reason. Or steal shiny things. Or sometimes I just can't control myself and ends up yelling at rude customers (I also work at a noodle shop on top of heroing). Mentor says it's normal, that it's something every young monkey demon experiences and it might be a bit more intense for me cause all the instincts unlocked themselves when I unlocked my monkey form. Does that make sense for you guys??? 😅 Sorry, it's a bit hard to explain.

Anyway, all this to say that I've been a bit moody as of late, my best friend (21 / female / super cool dragon), we'll call her Awesome cause she's awesome, says it's like I have mood swings. And it's very frustrating. I already went through puberty and now I have to go through DEMON puberty. It's very uncool 😔. So I've been kinda down lately. To cheer me up Awesome told me about a nice party going downtown. She wouldn't be able to attend cause of family stuff but she said I should go out and have fun.

And I was like… why not? 🤷

It was kinda nice. I was able to dance to my heart's content and talk to nice people 😌. But then when I went to order a drink, I don't know what came over me, I went for an alcoholic one. I usually don't cause I'm quite the lightweight, but I was caught in the mood and felt a bit cheerful, 😅. Somehow I thought it's been a long time since I drank so maybe my tolerance went up? Like maybe with my training, you know, I built some new tolerance?

Yeah.

I ended up drunk 😬.

Things were a bit blurry after that. A fight broke out between two drunk guys, I intervened cause being a hero push me to do stupid stuff like that 🙃. I sided with one of the dude (we'll call him Rainbow cause he has a VERY colorful back, he's around my age for info) cause the other was being a huge douchebag. But obviously the bouncers didn't side with us but with the jerk. Typical 😭. So me and Rainbow were thrown out.

Rainbow seemed as drunk as me. I didn't get to see him that well in the dark but well we talked on the sidewalk, complained about the bouncers and the jerk and I guess we kinda clicked, ya know?

Then monkey instinct went brrrrrrr.

Like, I don't know, I felt lonely and I had a nice guy next to me and even if I didn‘t truly know how he looked I didn't really care at the time. 😭.

Normally I'm not THAT forward.

So… we ended up going in his nearby flat and, yeah… we slept together 🫣.

Okay. Okay. Don't judge me. I normally don't do one night stands. I actually don't have that much going on in my love life. But monkey hormones man… those are hard to control 😭.

So I wake up the next day with wrost headache on earth, swearing to myself that I'll never drink again. Then I remember some details of last night and I'm like : Oh man… I’m screwed. So after my mini panick attack, I decide to handle things nicely. Like, okay, I don't do one-night stands, but I can handle this with CLASS. like it's gonna be awkward but I'm just gonna tell Rainbow goodbye and never talk about this.

So I hear Rainbow waking up, he seems to have quite the headache too. So I turned towards him, prepared to handle this nicely, but then I see Rainbow… I didn't see him that well last night and well, huh, during our activities I wasn't really looking at his face. But now it's clear.

Rainbow is a spider demon.

And for info I have a bad case of arachnophobia 😭.

So instant reaction, I punch him, grab my clothes and run away.

After calming down, I feel awful. Like poor guy. He didn't deserve to be punched. And I can pack a mean punch. I also noticed that I left my jacket at his place and mind you it's a limited edition Monkey King jacket so I HAVE to get it back.

But now I don't know how I'll be able to face him ☠️. I don't really want to talk to my friends about this either cause they'll laugh at me for sure.

So I know I'm the AH in this scenario but WHAT DO I DO????

[seilnakyle]

You posted stuff abt how you dislike ram v and thompson's writing, why is that? Just curious since everyone seems to like their respective comic runs. And you seem to adore Taylor's run too (cmiiw), the one who got massive hate on social media for his "bland" writing that mischaracterized babs n dick, or so they commented. Just wanna know your perspective on this, hope you don't mind 🥰

thank you for asking! this is some stuff i’d really like to talk abt,

For the first part, I don’t hate Ram V’s writing, in general. I loved his Catwoman run, i think Selina’s modern solo series was at its best under him. It’s his tec run I have a few issues with, i think it was heavily carried by the art for most of it, especially the middle. I also think a lot of the middle of his run was confusing and hard to understand what he was really trying to say and what was even going on at times…I think a lot of what Selina did in the middle and absolutely towards the end was very ooc, probably the worst offense imo was the side plot with Joker and Selina that didn’t even go anywhere, STOP putting that man near her…

Ram’s run certainly has twitter hype, but it’s hardly getting the love other iconic runs have or any nominations. i don’t think it’s on accident that TT who’s writing style is completely different and who brought in the awards for nightwing was chosen to replace Ram 🤷🏻‍♀️ and I think what TT has said so far about how he’s not really following up anything that happened in Ram’s run, as well as Ram himself saying you can take it as Canon or not, is also telling. But anyways,

since he came up I’ll talk about TT next, I do think a lot of hate the guy gets is undeserved, he’s a mid writer yeah, and you won’t catch me defending his Titans run, but it’s been wild seeing people (who usually aren’t even reading the comics) act like he was the worst thing to ever happen to the title when it’s been SOO much worse before…

do we not remember the racism Devin put him through during his adoption arc? Dixon making him a cheater? the new 52 having him meet Bruce at 15 instead of 8? RIC??

mid is preferable over all of that to me….He took the book out of the Ric era and turned it into a three time eisner winner in three years, and well, that’s really something.

I think he, for the most part, did good with Dick’s characterization, i certainly put his over Tom King.

His characterization of Babs was never perfect and i don’t think he ever perfected her voice but i can tell you he at least TRIED and he absolutely did take criticism when it wasn’t in the form of insane twitter users burning photos of him demanding their ship be canon instead…

it’s funny to me how if you only got your information from twitter you’d think Nightwing was flopping hard instead of holding up dc’s sales like Sisyphus

his work on Nightwing was a big part of the shift towards Oracle Babs and away from Batgirl Babs within the bat titles, and for all his faults, at least Babs isn’t acting dumb or robotic in NW like she is in bop :) and she contributes to the plot, also not happening in bop 🙃🙃

I’ve got varying opinions on TT’s run like everyone else, in general I think he has good ideas with messy execution, which I also felt while reading dceaased and dkos, he’s not for everyone. Really the only reason i defend him is that there is so much valid criticism to be had, but the loud twitter users who aren’t even reading only want to blame dickbabs lol

Now. Thompson.

I’ve tried very hard to appreciate her bop run for what it is, but I’m genuinely starting to question is she’s ever read an actual bop run in her life. She has used Dinah as the leader from the start, when Bop has always been Oracle’s team. Harley Quinn got to be on the team before Babs, and Helena is still nowhere in sight though Kelly keeps saying “she’s not found the story for her yet” when she and babs BOTH should have been there from the start. This team is chock full of random metas, last issue was literally most the characters standing around in the bg waiting for Cass to check in, why was Oracle not in her ear the whole time?? Because Thompson has no clue how to use Oracle. She says she’s too smart to write for, and therefore uses her as little as she can. It makes me so mad that I’d rather Babs just fucking leave than be so obviously unappreciated and wasted in what is supposed to be her own team.

Onyx and Grace haven’t done shit yet either btw 😭

And she wants to add MORE metas…as if Babs abandoning her computer to go Batgirl while Vixen, Barda, Cass and Dinah were already there wasn’t goofy enough. what is even going to be left for characters like Huntress, Batgirl (cass), Katana, Catwoman, characters who have actual bop history, when it’s full of metas like freaking power girl and starfire who are BOTH already on teams anyway 😭

The way she’s writing, i think she watched the bop movie and understood “girl power team, got it” and fuck the founding members, she’s just gonna use her faves. it doesn’t at all feel like a birds of prey book.

the last arc went nowhere and it’s not looking any better now, atp i really think it’s cooked for Oracle in bop until we can get thompson out. (i actually think Ram V or Mariko tamaki would eat here)

At least Dan Watters stays hyping her up 💕

[mostdisconcerting]

Bad Day=Binging ScarNash

I had an interesting day today. Not in a good way. So as one does in such a situation, I went back to rewatch ScarNash. Cuz they’re my comfort ship.

This is just me reviewing almost every scene of the episode so I can forget that life exists for a little while🙃

Today I picked 4x04. And goodness I do not regret it one bit.

Starting with Patrick and the fat goose line. I’m sorry but why did that have to be so damn funny. “My fellow punters…” and “copious amounts of whiskey”, with his very Frank expression shifted my mood from stressed to joyful immediately. And I only now noticed that as Patrick and Eliza leave to meet Carter, Eliza yeets a paper in Clarence’s direction (or at least she tried).

I applaud Clarence’s “shit the parents are gonna argue if I don’t step in” senses. We love him for them.

I’m gonna make a rare mention of William, but I felt so bad for him when Ivy started talking about her mom’s gout. If I was eating anything resembling her description, I would gag to no end. Ruined the poor dudes snack.

Watching Patrick panic is probably my favorite part of this episode. Bros just pacing up, down, round and round, trying to think of what to do. (He’s literally just me but toned down and with an adult brain 😂)

That scene at Fallons was perfect. That unanimous “who?”, and the cover up that “we do love a little gossip now and then.”. It’s adorable and funny to see these to be in such sync and in such odds as they are.

Also, idk if anyone else noticed but she’s holding his ARM in the stables scene?! How-wha-why did I not notice that?

Poor Fitzroy. He could’ve had a much nicer career with his father out of the way. He’s known for being his father’s son, this way he could learn to be his own man.

We gotta talk about that cab scene. Literally, Patrick was trying to make things better by saying “it’s not your fault they left”, and just made it worse by adding “it’s mine, I should’ve never left you in charge”. She looked so genuinely offended by what he said, only to be shut down cuz they were literally in the middle of investigating.

Then they just break into Fallon’s office like it’s nothing and start bickering about the resignations again. She said she didn’t fire any of them. And then she admitted to firing multiple. Which is great I guess. So… we have that. Then they just hop through the office when someone comes in. Like. They have no right to be this adorable. Why are they literally my grandparents on steroids.

Turns out the lines about Eliza sulking started in this episode, which clearly adds to why she’s pissed when he spends the entirety of 4x05 just telling her she’s sulking and she should not sulk.

Then we have scene where Patrick’s pacing again. And I don’t blame him for making Eliza nervous too. Like he said “good I don’t see why I should suffer alone” (which is a quote I’ve been using way to much in real life recently lol)

Clarence makes his grand entry with some food and the info that Gibson is here. 🙃

And I’m finally going to end on those last two scenes of them together (cuz I skipped William kissing Eliza)

Them blackmailing Carter was hilarious. I mean, we know both of them were hella nervous cuz he could’ve just gunned both of them down there but that’s whatever. I love the little voice moderations and the expressions Eliza and Patrick pass each other basically saying “he’s agreed, now let’s get the hell out of here before he changes his mind and kills us”

Then we got Patrick praising Eliza. That could’ve played out to be an even more heartfelt scene had Eliza not seen the time and ran off. He looked disappointed, but he seemed to let it go (unlike William would’ve as we know) , understanding she probably forgot to do something .

Makes me sad seeing potential like this being flushed down a toilet.

They’re an old married couple and I love that for them🙃

[charmingradiobelle]

why do you like mario better than luigi? question out of genuine curiosity

I’m gonna start off by clarifying that I absolutely adore Luigi! He’s a very silly and fun character that I can relate to in a lot of ways. I don’t post about him as much as I should so I get why some people might think I don’t like him that much, it’s just that Luigi has a ton of fans, so if I make a post about him it’s just a tiny drop in the vast ocean.

Mario on the other hand has unfortunately received a lot of hate, I want to say it’s because of those ‘theories’ that make him out to be an abusive brother or a sociopath (thanks Matpat🙃) or it could possibly be because he’s the main character of the franchise and for some reason people typically like to shit on the MCs of any type of media. Seriously, outside of tumblr and occasionally tik tok, I hardly see anyone saying anything good about him :(

I always tend to favor the over-hated or under-appreciated characters so it’s no surprise to me that Mario became my big time crush when I saw the movie earlier this year. I’m not saying I only like him because he’s under-appreciated (compared to Luigi at least). That just always seems to be my pattern lol. I also like him because I can relate to him too in some ways and honestly he’s like everything I could want in a man: strong, confident, protective, chivalrous, would do anything for family and friends, etc. Also he’s hot. Like, really hot.

He definitely has fans of his own, especially after the movie, but I’ve made it my moral duty to show as much love and appreciation for him as I possibly can from now on so that he never feels discarded (I know he’s not real shut up)

[dootznbootz]

hello hi hello i am here to hold out my little bowl and ask for a 'penelope abducted' snippet please

*coughs up blood and places strange, radioactive goop in your bowl* 🙃

I wouldn't say it's a snippet but it's more of a

SCRIPT

with some "writing" slapped in between. (there's a reason why I take forever to write things :'D Or then they end up like this)

I don't have a reason for Paris kidnapping Penelope, this is more to just explore characters and their emotions as I LOVE THAT SHIT. Honestly, this whole thing doesn't make too much sense plotwise lol. Don't think about the logical shit, JUST SIT BACK AND FEEL THINGS. This unedited af and it's basically first draft, so while I think the concepts are okay, the writing is sloppy.

This is a younger Hector, why he's a lil bit more unsure. Odysseus and Penelope are around 25-26. Telemachus isn't here yet. Realistically, Hector would be dead, but I REALLY want a certain conversation between them >:)

Honestly, writing this made me weirdly learn I write more/better when the text is smaller :P BUT I'm sorry anon, I'm sending out what I got when I didn't do that. as..you sent this a while back and I should get on it. I also tried not to "headhop" as I know that's "not a good writing habit" but oh my fuck. Take me outside and shoot me in the backyard. It's AGONY and feels so fucking BORINNNG to write. What's the point if I don't know every single DETAIL?!?!? kljhuytdfuyghk

ANYWAYS

Warnings: Miscarriage mention, violence.

Andromache whimpered as the man, Aethon of Same, he had called himself, pulled the knife closer to her throat. Smoke and screams sounded from outside as whatever godlike blasts went off once more as King Odysseus ran through Troy.

Hector felt anger and despair surge through him. For every blast, another sibling of the fifteen taken hostage dies. His throat burned.

(More stuff. Don’t wanna do now. Aethon pulls a "whoops. I missed." and cuts Andromache's collarbone to get Hector to comply.)

“I am without weapons, let her go now.”

Aethon nodded, only to push her into the arms of the other two men with him, held once more.

“You said you would-”

“Let her go? I did. She’s simply no longer held by me. You will guide us, and if you try to lead us astray, my soldiers here will not miss Lady Andromache’s throat like I did.”

“You are without honor! There is no reason to do this. I will show you to where Lady Penelope is, you didn’t need to take my wife-”

His words were cut off when a large hand cut off his words by grabbing his neck, the sounds becoming a squeak as it left his mouth.

Gray eyes burned into him as they got closer to his face. “There is no honor in kidnapping a queen while she recovers from a great pain either! Barely back on her feet and taken from her home.” Aethon hissed, trembling with a barely restrained rage. He breathed slowly, before letting go. “Simply repaying the favor...I will not repeat myself; You will show us where she is.”

Hector started to walk forward, restrained as he was. He remembers how Penelope spoke with such warmth for her husband. “Does your King approve of your methods?”

Aethon chuckled darkly, flicking the dagger between his fingers before tossing it to one of the men who held Hector. “Why do you think he sent me? Move along, Prince of Troy.”

(Stuff happens. Cassandra is muttering to everyone that no one will be hurt as long as they did as told, (no one believes her).One of Hector's brothers tries to step in only for Aethon to pull a one-punch-knock-out like he does with the Irus in the Odyssey as a beggar. One of Hector's sister-in-laws is naiad-born, he gives her a look, not realizing Aethon noticed her ears as well and is letting this happen. Aethon knows about Naiads just as much.)

Hector lifted his head as much as he could with how he was restrained, and gathered strength in his voice. “Lady Penelope! A man by the name of Aethon of Same is here to escort you!”

No reply. All that could be heard is more screams outside as another blast as loud as thunder went off. Another sibling is now dead. He tried to focus on the task.

The door was somehow blocked from the inside, despite how much she raged at being blocked in there by Paris himself. 

Hector started to shift his shoulders a bit. Fear gripped him as he glanced over to Andromache once more, still crying and bleeding from the wound on her collarbone. Her dress now sticking with red as blood seeped through. 

He looked forward again. “Lady Penelope,” Louder this time. “Are you in there?”

No reply. There seemed to be shuffling but he could not truly tell with how his ears were ringing.

Hector turned his head around to look at Aethon, the brutal man, hoping to make him understand that he was trying. That she should be here. 

From under one of his brother’s helm, sharp gray eyes flicked from the door back to Hector. His strong arms were tense as they crossed over his chest. It disturbed Hector how it fit him as if it were his own. A flash of light went across his hard face as another blast happened close by. He was unfazed

Hector was about to plead again, for the man to let Andromache go and take him if he felt the need before Aethon lifted a hand for him to be silent.

Aethon stood in front of the door then, eyes looking down towards the crack at the bottom of the doorway as he watched for movement. He frowned when there was nothing. He took a deep breath and leaned forward a slight bit, “Queen Penelope! We are here to take you home!”

A quick “Oh!” and a crash of pots sounded. 

Aethon’s eyes blazed and teeth gritted as he grabbed and rattled the door handle. “Penelope!”

He panted hard, the door handle now bent from his strength. He began to frantically throw his shoulder into the door, ramming himself and charging like that of an angered boar. 

“Penelope! Are you hurt?” His voice strained. Hector wonders if this man was related to Penelope in that he was so informal.

Another blast sounded and another shuffle and crash sounded from inside the room. Aethon swallowed a breath and he growled as he savagely rammed again. One hand going to undo the strap of the helm he wore, he pulled it off his head, revealing a tight braid of auburn curls on his head. Aethon began slamming the helm into the hinges of the door until one came off. The dented helmet in his hand, he once more barreled into the door. This time it worked. 

Aethon frantically looked around the room before an “Odysseus!” sounded from his left to which he turned swiftly to. 

The fear on Aethon's face turned to joy as he called her name back, lifting his arms to wherever she came from to pull her to him. Her bare feet dangled a short bit as she rested her chin on his shoulder and clung to him, before he sank to the ground. His knees barely missing the shattered pottery. A sob of relief escaped his lips as the lady kissed his face between comforting words.

It suddenly clicked into place. This wasn’t just a devoted captain to a king, this was a devoted husband. 

King Odysseus.

Hector could only watch in confused awe at the scene that unfolded. This man, this king, was weeping. To any outsider, it would look as though it was he who was being rescued. The strong shoulders that burst through the oaken door now shook with sobs. His fingers, ones that had bruised his own neck, were now caressing Penelope’s back, trembling as they combed through her hair. For her or his comfort, Hector did not know. 

Penelope soothed, a tearful smile on her face as she scratched at his scalp in small circles as he cradled her. “It’s okay, I’m here. I’m not hurt. He didn’t touch me”

A whimper escaped him. He lifted his head from her bosom and tears hung from his lashes. A hand, blood already dried from the broken jaw of Thoon, gingerly touched her abdomen.

Penelope’s face twisted up and more tears fell from her silver eyes as she told her husband something Hector couldn’t hear.

Hector realized that it had be begun to rain, what had soft pattering became a downpour, as though the couple’s tears had been what filled the clouds themselves. It put out the fires. 

“Andromache!” Penelope gave her husband a knowing yet disappointed look, a few surprised blinks from red rimmed eyes as a response. She took some raindrops on her fingertips from outside. “Let her go. Now.”

The men released Hector’s wife, who immediately went to touch the wound on her collarbone, wincing as she pressed her hand to it. Hector lunged from the men holding him only to be restrained further.

Penelope started to stand, only to be stopped by the shards that still littered the ground. Odysseus, his eyes and hands never leaving her, lifted her up as he walked across the room. The sandals on his feet protecting him.

Andromache shied away a bit before Penelope grabbed her hand as water went to her wound, sealing it as though it had never been there. 

Hector felt sharp eyes upon him and looked back at Odysseus. It…truly was hard seeing him as the same man who had cut Andromache. Once hard as flint gray eyes were now red from tears, calm and calculating. Two trails went down his ashen cheeks and revealed freckles Hector didn’t notice before.

Odysseus took Penelope’s hand and placed it on the collar of his armor for her to pull away. It now being pulled away, he easily reached in and grabbed a damp parchment. Sweat smudged it but it was clearly a map of Troy. Some circles on the map made Penelope shift and give her husband a questioning look only for him to shrug. She gave a glare, he responded with a smirk.

“Your siblings are still alive,” he started quietly. “I swear upon Almighty Zeus that your siblings are still alive upon the ship. At most some have a headache.” He gestured with his head towards the window, a curl that had been tucked by his wife fell from behind his ear with the movement. "If you want your siblings back, my men, my queen, and I will be treated as guests until we leave…after this storm ends, hopefully.”

Hector was about to yell, to call him a liar, before Penelope interrupted. “They are alive, Hector.”

Striking silver eyes were now piercing through him, though not cold, they didn’t hold the same warmth as before. Her cheeks still damp from tears yet her mouth set in a fine line. One hand reached up and held her husband’s face, who gazed at Hector with the same expression. 

Was this what Paris meant when he said that Lady Penelope should be nobody’s wife? The cruelty he spoke of...?

“The rain started as soon as we were reunited. The fires are put out by Lord Zeus... Hector, I would prefer if your siblings joined us with a feast.”

(More bickering talk shit. blahblahblah. Hector realizes that while Penelope was "nice" while in Troy, She does so many tricks that no one realizes, as she's trying to stay alive while waiting and Paris is scared of her as Aphrodite isn't here. Hector realizes that she's just as cold and that Odysseus is "just a guy" in way. Realistic? No. But I want Hector alive so then a certain convo can happen >:)

(Again, this is unedited. :'D so yeah. it's not great right now)

She sat up to look back at him, his eyes already looking watery still but she would let him decide if he would share with her or not. 

Penelope didn’t have to wait long as he relaxed his shoulders and took a deep breath, once more shoving his head under her neck, like how Anthos would shove her little body against Penelope’s for pets. 

Odysseus took peace in this silence, her chilled body against his own once more. Her being taken from him was a fear he had never experienced before. (more stuff)

“I hate that we're trapped here until...Whatever it is the gods want us here for is done."

"I know. We should be in our palace, in our nest...But we're together... And we have their favor as of now...They didn't even notice what we've taken yet."

Odysseus smirked, reassuring Penelope a little bit. She waited more for what was really bothering him. (more stuff)

"The Timing of everything…It frightens me.”

“Timing?” 

He nodded. “First, our…Our loss,” His voice cracking at the end, his warm palm pressed against her lower belly. She swallowed the lump in her throat, pushing her own pain down in hopes he would continue. 

“Then the Pirates, and then among them that…Paris, taking you away. I couldn’t hear the gods. I-” Tears started to spill now, finally flowing from the dam he had put up. “I am always so afraid of losing you after each loss. I never thought…I never thought I could ever possibly lose you like this. That the gods decided that I’ve caused enough pain and that you’d be best with another husband…”

(more sappy crying. When am I not making shit sappy and weepy?)

She chuckled, “You came with so few men and thought you had the gods against you and you still come to get me? You really are a silly man.”

Hector is alive for a conversation that will be better than this.

Hector watched as King Odysseus’ smile shined as he watched Lady Penelope race across the pasture; a request she had before they would leave.

Hector knew she had good horsemanship, remembering the day she first tried to leave for the shores only to be returned. But he was surprised the King of Ithaca agreed, even more that he wasn’t with her as well, as he has been woven to her side since he came. 

And Hector couldn’t help but be angry once more. 

How was this smiling, doting man the same man who terrorized his city?

“Spit it out.”

Odysseus still watched Penelope as she laughed as she rode one of Hector’s large dapple grays. 

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“I know what you’re thinking about. Spit it out.” 

Hector huffed and shook his head at the king. How could he even start?

“Even if the messenger you apparently sent did get to us, and we were too late, as you thought…Why was your first plan of action to terrorise us?”

Odysseus twisted a ring he had on his finger, seemingly amused by Hector’s question. “Prince Hector, I had to make sure you wouldn’t say no when I asked again.”

“Would you have even asked?” Hector hissed, bracing his shoulders a bit.

Odysseus chuckled. “You got me there.”

Hector seethed. “I will admit that Troy did the first offense and I am very grateful that everything went peacefully, but to retaliate to such extreme-”

“To even compare what your brother did to what I did is stupid,” His hands gripped the fencepost, knuckles white. “Be thankful Troy still stands, Son of Priam.”

Hector was taken aback by the venom in Odysseus’ voice, having not heard that since the very same white knuckled hands had held his throat…

Hector keeps forgetting Aethon and Odysseus are the same man.

Odysseus turned his head back around towards the pasture as he heard Penelope’s laughter, his shoulders easing as she raced by. 

“What would it take for you to do what I did, Prince Hector?”

“What?” 

Odysseus stood up straight, waiting until Hector looked back at him before he continued. “Maybe you wouldn’t be able to come up with the same plan,” -he ignored Hector’s rolling eyes- “But what would have to happen for you to ‘go mad’ as you said? I held back and you still think so lowly of me…Do you think you’re above it?”

Odysseus stood right in front of him, those flint eyes seeming to pry him open. “Or…Do you even know what would make you do that? Do you think you have something so important to you that you’d defy gods just to make things right again?” 

More (hopefully) quality stuff will replace this. But I LOVE the thought of Hector (and many of the Trojans) falling for the two's charms only to suddenly remember. "Wait...You guys are violent as fuck". Also How "Odysseus would sacrifice all of Ithaca for Penelope and Telemachus but I don't think Hector would do the same for Andromache and Astyanax" which klsjdf dklsjf kl FUCK YEAH. I SO BADLY WANNA COOK WITH THAT!!! I JUST NEED to get more good ingredients :'D

Notes/reasons/just more stuff

While I don't have a reason as to why Paris kidnapped her, I desperately didn't want Paris to TOUCH her as holy shit, I'm tired. So I had to think of something that was realistic that would make it so that he couldn't and well, Odypen already experience some miscarriages over the years and with the potential angst??? Yeah. :'D Also she scares Paris. He USED to have long hair. (Penelope doesn't have a goddess making her be nice)

Odysseus' plan is supposed to be sloppy kind of. I'm also not a fucking battle strategist. I'm making this up. He doesn't have a huge army and is so so terrified and angry. He basically rushes out (despite being told not to) on one of the pirates boats (undercover in a way). They DID send a messenger but we know he's violent. Basically a few of his men snuck into Troy and quickly stole some armor and snuck around using the fires (idk olive oil) as a distraction. Honestly he's fucking lucky. He's not the experienced and calm(ish) man he is in the Iliad and the Odyssey. His plan is relying mostly on fear.

Penelope did try to sneak out once on horseback and that's why she's like "I wanna do that again. I can't on Ithaca. I wanna have one more chance to do it"

I kind of plan for Penelope to kind of be seen as "kinder" and they use that to their advantage.

I kind of want Penelope and Hector/Andromache to bond over fertility problems as idk, drama and why she cares for them, AND they're barely at 2 years into their marriage and get SO MUCH more shit for it because... Priam is a fucking RABBIT of a man (no hate against him but Idk how tf he can MOVE. He is trying to create his own army)

I so desperately wanted to switch to Andromache's POV so often as I kind of want to compare the two couples and how they relate to one another. but that's the headhopping in me :'D O: We'll be leaving now. P: Not without compensation. Later on P: "YOu didn't see that amazing cauldron they have?!" O: "Penelope, I was a bit preoccupied and freaking out. Besides you were the treasure I needed to bring back home- OH MY GODS" P: I KNOW?!?! You're such a sweetie. 😘

Also Penelope, pulling some jewelry out: I grabbed these. I think this one will fit your middle finger. Odysseus, 🥹: Penelope, you are what it means to adore.

Anon, I'm sorry it's not really a snippet but I hope you still enjoyed :'D Sorry about the radiation I put in your bowl 😅

[bonded-by-love-and-hatred]

Bad boy big brother Jerome and goody-two-shoes little brother Jeremiah

Of course Jerome just loves corrupting sweet things that his mother thinks are just absolutely perfect and can do no wrong.

SO MANY IDEAS

I shall ramble more about one in particular under the cut🙃

(fair warning for incest and horny if it's not already obvious lol)

Give them like three or four years difference. Growing up, Jeremiah is the perfect son while Jerome is outcast and abused- except by his brother. Jeremiah (starting at only two years old) always hung on him, followed him around like a shadow even when Jerome snapped and hurt him. He'd cry, Jerome would get punished, and then Jeremiah was clinging onto him again with pitiful little apologies.

Eventually, Jerome gets used to it and secretly starts to like it. He does sometimes convince Jeremiah to cause trouble to watch him get punished. It backfired a lot.

Jeremiah, by five-years-old, when Jerome is forced to care for him 24/7, has taken on the task of protecting his big brother from the abuse. Whenever Jerome wants to do something he knows they shouldn't, he begs and begs him not to- if it doesn't work, he dives in right beside him. Still, he's hardly ever punished. The blame is always on Jerome. He's the older of the two and should know better. And he's always the one up to no good anyway, dragging his brother down with him. Jeremiah really ought to get away from him before he becomes just like Jerome.

The comments he overhears only make him cling to his brother more. He doesn't think Jerome is bad or stupid or anything the others say. When he got mean it was only to protect him, well...most of the time.

Jeremiah's ten when he finds out you're not supposed to kiss your brother on the mouth. But he likes to see Jerome smile afterwards, so he'll keep their secret.

Jeremiah's twelve when they move out of Haley's Circus and into Gotham. Uncle Zach finally scraped enough together to buy his own diner. And a smart boy like Jeremiah should really be in school where he can expand his knowledge and have a real chance at life (a real chance of making them money).

Jerome hates their apartment, hates being stuck in one place, hates that Jeremiah's at school or studying all the time now. One night, after Jeremiah's fallen asleep curled up against him, Jerome kisses his forehead and leaves without a word.

Jeremiah gets a postcard now and then, a gift on his birthday and Christmas, and nothing else. No letters or explanations or phone calls. Abandoned and alone, all he can do is listen to his mother's thanks for Jerome's absence and throw himself into his studies.

A few days before Christmas, seventeen now, Jeremiah receives another postcard. It's from Gotham. He goes to school, fidgety and in another world as he wonders if Jerome will visit him. Maybe he'd just run into him on the street, if he ever actually went anywhere other than school, the library once in a blue moon, and home.

Now either Jerome comes to pick him up from school or Jerome's waiting at home for him- either way, Jeremiah isn't sure if he wants to hug or slap him. Why not both tho honestly. He doesn't cling the way he did as a child- meaning literally hanging onto him- but he stays in his presence. And tries not to ogle him too much. Can't really help it tho and could you blame him? Jerome lounging back on the couch in a leather jacket with his T-shirt riding up, a cigarette in his mouth and those eyes almost always on Jeremiah like a predator watching its prey and he keeps touching him with his rough hands that could mark and bruise and hold him down and now he's twirling a knife around his fingers like he thinks he's some badass and he is really he's a dangerous predator and Jeremiah can't get enough

Jerome claims his top bunk again (that Jeremiah slept in until Jerome's scent faded and he hadn't touched it since). Jeremiah can't sleep, he just stares at the bunk above him wondering if Jerome was thinking of him too. How often had he thought of Jeremiah while he was gone? Was he even sorry he left without a goodbye? Did he even care that he broke Jeremiah's heart? Did he miss all their secret moments that Jeremiah hadn't been able to forget no matter how hard he tried because it fucking hurt so much why did Jerome leave why did he abandon him why didn't he take Jeremiah with him

Actually I think now would be a better time for Jerome to pick him up from school. Jerome's passed out when he leaves for school and he has a bit of a rough day, but then Jerome comes to get him and all the questions he's been stewing over just come spilling out until he's crying in Jerome's truck after beating on his shoulder for a few minutes.

But of course Jerome missed him. He loved him so much and it hurt to leave, but he couldn't stay. He could barely support himself, how could he have supported Jeremiah too? He just needed to get on his own two feet and then come back to him. And how could he say goodbye to the only one he's ever loved? But of course he missed him, of course he loved him. Jeremiah's his little brother- he'd burn the whole world down for him.

And finally they have sappy, sniffly kisses that escalate into making out that escalates to grinding and marking and stripping-

Now they just have to hide all this from Lila and Uncle Zach during the break

(how that all would end, no idea, I just want them to sneak around having sex while Lila thinks Jeremiah is the pinnacle of purity but really he's a fallen angel corrupted by the lure of the devil)