#along side his friends and family (and then some) and just living a fulfilling life full of adventure and excitement

[faehrnem]

In a different timeline, where Faehrnem never comes to be as the Bold Tree follows in his older sister's footsteps by setting aside his own wants and dreams to instead begrudgingly take on his role as an avatar.

[skrrts]

baby blue & silly you (oneshot)

✧ afab!reader x choi san ✧ genre: non idol, slice of life, romance, pure fluff ✧ word count: 4k ✧ warnings: pregnancy, mention of being drunk

When San and you quit your jobs to embark on the road trip of your dreams, you didn't anticipate how quickly things would change. After just a few months, future plans suddenly become the present reality. With the realization that there will be three of you in less than seven months, San is now focused on fulfilling another of his wishes: marrying you before your first child is born.

a/n: after some delay, i finally put out another san oneshot. it's semi inspired by a couple i saw on youtube who lived in a van and traveled the states before they got pregnant & san's live the other day how he would gently ruffle his children's hair. there are no major warnings other than pregnancy but there are no medical details, but please be aware for your own comfort. thanks for reading 🫶

San had his arms curled around your waist, his face gently pressed against the side of your stomach while his hand was gently brushing over your belly, that smile which made his face shine so brightly would not go away. In your hands, you carefully turned around the sonogram picture you received from the hospital.

His fingers were drawing soft circles over your belly: “I’m sure it will be a girl. Not that I’d mind a boy! Both will be great but I just have a feeling.”

You couldn’t hold back the chuckle and lowered the photo: “Is that so? You know it’s far too early to say it, you will have to wait at least another two months for that.” 

San looked up to you, gazes met as you reached out to mess with his messy hair. Ever since the two of you had come back from the hospital, you just relaxed in the van like that, your boyfriend insisting you needed to rest. 

The very least outcome you expected to receive was to be told that your stomachache was not caused by the food at the restaurant you two ate at. After checking how poor the reviews were and several guests complaining about food poisoning, you meant to just be sure when the doctor happily told you that you were pregnant. San and you stared at him, asking many times if he was sure and it needed a bit of explaining that your reactions had nothing to do that this was an unwanted child, not at all.

It was simply around five years too early.

Everything between the two of you grew naturally, you took your time dating, to meet all of your friends and family before moving in after one year. San and you did not want to rush through life, instead took all the time and after college degrees, you decided on a dream together: a road trip along the coast, two years without any worries and to be able to do just that, the two of you worked hard, saved up and then sold all of your furniture. The intention was to think of where you’d like to settle down while you travel, then get a small place of your own, marry, and around the time of becoming thirty, have a little family of your own.

It took two people to manage to get pregnant and when you left the hospital to sit down in the van, there was no question just how the baby would arrive five years early. A few months ago, there was this large celebration at a beach you joined in, the ocean at night, fireworks, maybe a drink or two too many, and lots of passion. 

Your road trip only started about half a year ago and it was both, too short and already too far from home. The shock and reality slowly faded into one and all you could do is try and relax because San shifted immediately. He insisted on driving, fluffed up the pillows of your bed, and now, was admiring a stomach that wasn’t telling about the life growing within just yet.

“I think, we should wait a little longer before we tell anyone. I know we are already at the eleventh week but you know. Ah, my mom will just freak out and tell us to get back right away.” 

There was this part of you that did not want to leave this dream just yet, the doctors said you were healthy and as long as you went to your frequent checkups and looked out for your food, it should be fine to go on for another two months. Comfort was another question but that was your first child, you just would pray it would be thoughtful like it’s dad.

“Mhm, I agree. I know that they would support us but worry, also I kind of like it is our little secret just yet and we surprise them with a big photo. People on social media always do those cool things when they tell their parents they will be grandparents soon.” 

San spoke and finally moved up to kiss you, his hand resting against his cheek: “You know how much I love you, Y/N? I know this is not how we imagined it to go but do not worry, I will take care of the both of you.”

You looked at him before chuckling: “Is that so? I feel like I have to look out for an overly excited to-be-dad now.”

You gave him a quick peck on his lips: “I do appreciate how you volunteer to look out for all of my pregnancy needs, mom had some really disgusting food cravings.”

You slowly sat up and San followed, stretching like a cat: “How handy we can bring you right there. Let’s get a few more pillows, yeah? Just so you are more comfortable, but Y/N...”

Suddenly his face turned serious and you turned around, looking at him. “Hm? What is it? What’s with that face`”

Your boyfriend sighed: “If you feel uncomfortable, let me know, any time! I know you feel like we have to push our trip for as long as we can and as much as I’m looking forward our kid gets to experience the world from the start, we can go back any time. You know my parents gladly let us use that little cabin on their property until we figured out where we go from there.”

You leaned over and gently tapped against his nose: “San, one of the reasons why I love you so much is because I know we can talk about anything. I promise you, it will not change, I’ll tell you. We do have some time left to figure out where we want to go. We should adjust our route a little, focus on what we really wanted to see and then, figure out all else.” 

There was a gentle smile on his lips as he nodded and kissed you again: “Okay, let me get dinner ready then! Yes, you will get more rest, even if you tell me you aren’t sick. You were told to take it slow for the rest of the week, so let’s do that!”

Wooyoung made the strangest noises when he was excited and for a moment, San held his phone off his ear. It had been two weeks since you learned about the pregnancy and now it felt like a good time to start planning.

You agreed to wait telling your parents and San intended to keep it that way but there was something else, a surprise you could not know and for that, he was in need for some assistance.

San always intended to propose to you on this trip and then marry by the time you settled again, now he had less than six months for both because the day your child would come into this world, he wanted both of you to wear his name.

“Will I be the godfather? That word is super boring but I am ready to be the favorite uncle! I will babysit for free, like you two will surely want some free evenings and I can come over and look out for her.”

It was funny how he too just seemed to agree the idea of your child to be a girl was natural

“Sh, slow down! That’s not why I called you, idiot,” San laughed but he was happy how his best friend did not judge or ask what happened to their plans, simply embracing his natural excitement. 

“Okay, okay, I am listening. What exactly do you want me to do?” San lurked over to the van, you were relaxing in one of the chairs you put up whenever you settled on a beach, browsing your phone.

This was supposed to be a surprise so he would work carefully and pray that Wooyoung would manage not to ramble about it by accident because he was too excited.

There was a moment when San considered asking Yeosang instead but thinking on how he was his girlfriend’s best friend, he'd feel too guilty to ask him to keep a secret from you.

“I am going to send you a few links, could you call them for me and see if they have a free appointment? I … want to ask Y/N to marry me soonand then, well. We have agreed we continue our trip for two more months and then, make our way home. Probably staying with my parents, anyway. I want the wedding to be amazing! Share it with the baby but also still comfortable for her. So I thought in about a month or two latest would be perfect.”

San spent days to find a location on your travel list that permitted the cliche and sappy beach weddings he loved to watch since he was little. The idea of seeing you walking through the sand in your favorite dress while the sun was setting over the ocean just made his heart melt. 

There was a scribbling sound on the other side of the line, and San knew that whenever it mattered, he could count on his best friend, with no hesitation. 

“Gotcha! I know you two have all of your papers on hand since you are the most thoughtful of the two of us. Then, we only need to figure out the date and payment, what’s the limit?”

San was glad that they just had a normal call and Wooyoung could not see his blushing face: “Ah, the budget… it’s a bit small. I always figured I’d have more time to add to my savings after our trip but I did prepare… just in case. I will uhm send it to you. It really is not too much but I know if the weather’s good and I will just prepare a few things myself, I looked at some tutorials, it’s doable.”

Wooyoung hissed: “Hell, you think your friends won’t gather some money for your wedding? You owe us a big cake when you get back here but count on it, I will give them a call and ask, making sure they know it’s a surprise. Don’t worry, I can sell it without the secret.” 

San pushed his hair back: “You really are something, Woo… Thank you.” 

He laughed on the other side of the line and ended the call. San slowly stood up and walked back to you, your eyes met him when he joined you, leaning down to kiss you gently. 

“How’s Woo?” you asked and put your phone aside.

“Mh, I think we no longer have to worry about him to suddenly showing up here with his own van but I think, he will always be a little pouty about how we went on this trip without him.” 

It had been an odd change, from seeing his best friend almost daily up to deciding to go on this trip with you but it was something San really wanted.

“Tch, he will forget about it by the time he learns he will be an uncle. I am almost afraid he will insist on moving in with us to babysit nonstop.” 

San could not hold back his laugh when you said it and your cheeks colored a little red: “What? I am not wrong, you can’t deny it.”

He shook his head, leaning in: “If anything, I just was thinking how accurate it is, almost as if he told me just that. Guess our daughter will be happy, lots of people fighting over who can babysit her.”

Yeah, as much as you playfully rolled your eyes again, San was convinced that it would be a little girl, with her mother’s temper and maybe his silly smile. He couldn’t wait to meet her. 

As you stepped outside of the van, the scene surprised you a little. San was still busy placing down two piles of buckets and differently shaped sand molds, next to small shovels. When he saw you, he smiled and walked over, lifting you for a moment to place a kiss on your lips.

“Good morning most beautiful woman in the world and my daughter,” he rubbed a hand over your belly which was finally starting to show signs of a progressing pregnancy.

“You sneaked out early, I woke up to breakfast but without my man,” you playfully complained and he winked: “That was because I had to prepare this.” San effortlessly carried you over and gently placed you down in the sand.

“I know we wanted to participate in this silly couple sand castle contest but as it seems we will not get the chance to do this, we just have to challenge one another. The store in town had all that we needed and I figured, we would have use for those anyway,” he pointed at everything.

This really was something only San would remember, when you read the article about it and joked it could be fun, it was just a short moment when waiting for the rain to stop but here he was, making sure you always felt appreciated, your wishes remembered.

“I hope you know I am an expert in the field? I was the number one babysitter in my neighborhood, I have first-class experience in setting up sandcastles,” you teased and San laughed as he settled down too.

“I will give my best then. I would say the winner gets to destroy the other’s, that seems fair and Wooyoung and I spent hours building ours just to tear it down at the end when we were young.” 

Of course, they would do this, it was cute to imagine the two best friends all small and then laughing at each other to ruin their own hard work and effort. 

“Sounds like a fair deal, I accept your challenge, should I set a timer?” You suggested and San nodded. Thirty minutes seemed like a good amount of time and you could not deny, it was a good idea to do it so early in the morning. Now that Summer was at its peak, it was not so easy anymore for you to spend all day outside, the heat was often just a little too much. 

The competition was not something important to you but once challenged, you always gave it your all and before you knew it, you were rather invested in the whole act. You started with the main part of the castle before adding little towers and a small water jump around it, with windows to look through and you even found a stick flying around next to you for a flage replacement.

When the timer was up, you could hear San laugh, and your cheeks blushed when you realized just how much effort you put into the details whereas San’s was not ugly but a little simpler.

“Ah, what to do about it, I feel we do not even have to figure out who the winner is between the two of us,” your boyfriend looked rather proud as he stood up and pulled out his phone.

One of the things the two of you did a lot was taking photos. This trip was meant to be an important memory of your life and you wanted to have many pictures you would be able to show to friends and family but now also, the idea to later show your child how it was born in such an import phase of your lives.

You stuck out your tongue and made a heart when San took a photo of you with your little sand castle. 

“A true queen, pretty but cruel, considering she’s about to tear down my kingdom,” he laughed and leaned in to kiss you but there was a small yelp as you simply pulled him down to you, lips meeting properly as you sighed into it, your arm curled around his neck.

“It’s okay because he’s also the queen’s to be consort and he will always have a home with her,” you whispered, ignoring how sappy this was.

San always enjoyed confirmations, he was almost like a cat receiving gentle head scratches as you ruffled his hair and looked fondly at him.

“How about we destroy the castle together?” you offered but he shook his head: “You won this duel truthfully and the to-be consort is honored it’s his queen that tears it down:”

For a moment, you wondered why he was smiling so knowingly but you chuckled and nodded: “Alright then, I shall be gentle.”

You carefully moved over to the castle and gave it a look, kids would love to build castles with San, he was good at doing things while still paying perfect attention to others.

You felt guilty to tear down his hard work and when you made it to his little tower, you stopped when something caught your eye. There was a small hole in the tower and a blue little pouch lurked out. Your fingers gently pulled it out and your curiosity was stronger than looking at him first.

There was a small paper roll held together by a silver band, your heart was beating loudly as you carefully pulled the ring off, looking at it and noticing how there was a very small but delicate stone set into it. Very likely, San must have prepared this before you left because it was a perfect fit, you knew without trying it on because your gaze wandered over the word.

‘Let’s build a sand castle together. One to stay in together forever, watch our children grow and be in even when we are old and crinkly. Marry me exactly today in two months?’

Tch, who made a proposal with a date already set?

Tears were flowing easily now, your emotions really were all over the place but when San was right by your side, laughing but with a hint of worry. 

“Hey, why are you crying my love?” he hugged you and you just hissed and laughed at the same time.

“You are so silly, proposing to me like that.” Your reaction seemed to ease his worries and he smiled: “Just needed to make sure it’s something memorable.”

It truly was, you finally got yourself together but allowed for him to gentle brush your tears from your cheeks. 

“Then you better hurry and put on that ring yourself,” you whispered. San looked at you, most fondly, full of love.

“I gladly will do that,” he whispered, kissing your forehead, before looking at your hand, the ring perfectly slipped on your ring finger and he lifted it, kissing it just as gently.

“I promise, I’ll forever look out for you, Y/N. No matter where we go and life carries us, I’m by your side.”

Your gazes met and you pushed yourself up a little, your hands resting on both of his cheeks before you kissed him deeply. 

“So will I,” you whispered, the ocean water gently playing with the rocks in the sea, quiet witnesses to your love confessions. 

“If I didn’t know it better, I’d say you are nervous,” Wooyoung grinned and San tried to rub the red off his cheek. Was he nervous? Of course! How often did you marry the perfect person and mother of your first child? 

Time flew by and before hew knew it, the two months were over. You two made the most out of it and there were little regrets. Now, tickets were booked to fly back to your city in two days, so his wife-to-be could settle down comfortably and enjoy the last part of pregnancy without worry . You found a service that agreed to take the van back to the city for a fee together with new cars. 

Yeosang and Wooyoung didn’t share their plans on coming here, they just showed up yesterday and now, San was thankful for, having two best men for the ceremony, it would make this memory even more meaningful. 

“Am I? Well, my best friend planned half of my wedding, how good I trust him completely,” San joked and grinned when Wooyoung rolled his eyes.

“Well, you look great. Let’s go then, we do not want the bride to arrive before the groom.”

He wore a loose suit jacket with comfortable white pants and matching shoes, something that matched well with the beach, his hair undone since he knew you loved it more naturally. San fixed it a last time before exhaling, nodding to his best friend to indicate he was ready or well, he hoped he was. 

Thanks to the budget Wooyoung collected, San was also able to prepare a very small private dinner, your best friends to join for a little before it would only be the two of you. The set up at the beach was simple, with the sunset drawing close, there were lamps lightened up and a simple table with flower. San already talked everything through with the woman who held the wedding ceremony and the papers were signed beforehand.

“Are you ready Mister Choi,” she asked with a smile and he nodded. Wooyoung gave him a small pat on the shoulder, grinning but he also seemed somewhat excited. San was playing with his fingers as the three waited and then there you were.

Since it was only your two best friends, Yeosang was taking the role of your father, holding your arm comfortably. It really was quite the TV wedding with that floaty white dress, your belly now very visible with your child growing well and healthy. Instead of a bouquet, you decided you’d rather have a loose flower crown. 

You chuckled and San was just smiling like a fool as he watched you barefoot walking down the beach and he fixed his posture a little to stand proud and tall. When you arrived, Yeosang winked at San before letting go and stepping at your side, San reaching out to take your hand.

The ceremony was short because you did not feel as if you needed big words, instead, San was all lost looking at you, the way your eyes shined brightly, the wind playing with your loose hair, and that smile he fell for back in the day he ran into you at the bakery. 

When the question of all questions was asked, San freed one of his hands, placing it on your belly and he looked at the woman, nodding:

“Yes.”

The second ring was slipped right on the same finger, you insisted you wanted to wear both. The rings were simple but that was okay, neither of you needed anything fancy. It suited you.

His hand was a little shaky when you put the ring on his finger and before anything could be said, you pulled him closer and into a kiss.

Wooyoung was whistling when Yeosang just laughed and clapped his hand. 

“Are you happy now, Mister Choi?” you teased, whispering and he looked at you, kissing your forehead. “Very much, Miss Choi. Now, hold on.”

Your arms curled around his neck and he lifted you up again, still no sign of struggle as he carried you over to the small table set up, your best friends followed, chatting a little. 

For San, it was just you and him right now, the sound of the sea and the wind being guests to remember this day together with the both of you.

“Time for the cake then,” Yeosang kept it inside of the car in a cooling box to keep it fresh. It was small but pretty. You designed it and San could tell so because it looked like a little sand castle and a king and queen sitting on top. 

“Now the most important part, who will be the leading hand in this marriage,” Wooyoung joked with a grin and San loved how you never lacked confidence.

“Is that even a question?” San would lay the world to your feet as much as he could but the two of you were equally stubborn.

“I will take photos,” Wooyoung called out and moved over, preparing the camera, Yeosang stood next to him. 

“Ready?” you asked, the grin a little too mischievously. If he did not know it better, he would say you were up to something but then, it was hard to tell just what it was.

His hand gently placed on yours and he gave you a gentle nod: “Let’s do this.” 

The cake was small but firm, as you two carefully cut out a slice. You handed him a plate and San carefully placed it on a plate, picking up a fork. It was the moment he intended take a bit to offer it to you that his mind started to work.

The filling of the cake was pink. It was the very opposite color to baby blue and he felt silly that it literally took him so long to get it.

He proposed to you with a little sand castle and he thought this simply was why it looked like it but this was you revealing something to him.

There was proof of how Wooyoung’s minds proved to work the same.

The screaming sound of the two best friends happened at about the same moment when Yeosang and you laughed.

“I TOLD YOU IT’S A GIRL!”

[mysticheathenn]

Where is Your Current Path Leading You? (Short)

Hi there! Remember to take what resonates and leave what does not. This reading does not supplement your need to go seek professional help.

Take your time when choosing your pile. Ask yourself the question and choose the picture that you can’t stop looking at. Listen to your intuition.

PILE l: Sacred Destiny Oracle: Release, & Forgiveness, Transformation (bottom of the deck) Cards: Tower, 10 of Swords, 10 of Wands, 8 of Wands, The Fool, & Ace of Wands)

You're walking away from always carrying the burden of constantly surviving and not living life. You're tired of living life in survival mode. You want something better for yourself to the point you're willing to do any and everything to achieve it at this point. New beginnings are on the horizon especially those who are in the creative field (doesn't have to be something creative). You're moving away and releasing things that no longer align with what you want for your life. This could be people (including yourself), vices, jobs, or even living situations. I say including yourself because with the transformation card maybe some of you are tired of the new year same me and want something better than what you have been giving yourself. For example, maybe you want to lose weight, learn a new language, or pick up some new skills or hobbies. Some of you I see that you feel ashamed how you wasted so many years on either not getting your sh!t together or on people who don't deserve it but now no more. You have made your mind up that this year will not go by wasted on potential or excuses. Beautiful endings are happening and it's coming in fast. Be ready, don't be fearful of these changes. For the new to come in you need to get rid of the old. You've got this! I'm rooting for you! Keywords to where your current path is leading you are: Movement, Release, New

Pile ll: Sacred Destiny Oracle: Going Forward, & Standstill Cards: Knight of Cups (reversed), The Tower, 2 of Pentacles (reversed), King of Wands, 9 of Cups)

I'm hearing fulfillment is what your path is leading you on. A lot of you this is more of an emotional fulfillment than a financial one. For the ones that resonate with financial fulfillment, I see you're going to come out on top in being financially stable for once. You've been struggling for so long with your finances you started to lose hope, but soon things will even out. For those who resonate with emotional fulfillment maybe you have been feeling depressed, anxious, experiencing panic and anxiety attacks because life has been too hard and stressing you out. Things will come to a pause soon and life will feel more at ease to just take a breather and enjoy life a bit more. Some of you an old friend might reach out and see if you want to hang out with others you might decide to let yourself enjoy the simple pleasures in life without feeling guilty like you have to be busy or everything is going to fall apart. Keywords to where your current path is leading you are: Fulfillment, Balance, & Ease.

Pile lll: Sacred Destiny Oracle: Illumination, Forgiveness, & New Beginnings, Healing Chaos (bottom of deck) Cards: Ace of Cups, The Hermit, 6 of Swords (reversed), Knight of Wands, The World Cosmos (reversed).

There are two messages here for pile 3 but a large portion of you are coming out of hermit mode because you are beginning to feel safe after some people have hurt you whether it's a relationship, family, friends, or even a workplace. You've been doing some healing and maybe even shadow work to help ease some of your pain along with just staying to yourself and with that comes new friendships, relationships, and possibly even a new career. You're going to be looking at life with a brand-new lens. Of course, some of you may be hesitant when you decide to dip your toe outside your bubble but you're going to be met with people who match your energy and not deal with one-sided friendships and relationships. Keywords to where your current path is leading you are: Relationships (Romantic/Platonic) & Healing For others, I see your path is about showing you who your true friends and family are. There are some snakes in the grass and foxes in the hen house. I feel a moderate amount of you know exactly who this person is but you keep giving them the benefit of the doubt because wHy WoUlD ThEy HuRt YoU when you have done nothing but love them. Remember sometimes the way people treat you has nothing to do with you or how you treat them but more so with their lack of love for themselves. This group reminds me of my previous tarot reading titled "The Harsh Truth You Need to Know" If you haven't already I would definitely advise checking that one out. Keywords to where your current path is leading you are: Endings, Choices, & Deception

Pile lV: Sacred Destiny Oracle: Adventures, Voyage, & Trust, Openness (bottom of the deck) Cards: 10 of Cups, The Hierophant, 3 of Swords (reversed), 2 of Wands, 9 of Pentacles

Upon seeing the Hierophant card I heard the poem by Rober Frost The Road Not Taken. You're leaving behind worry, self-doubt, and people-pleasing and walking into a new light where you follow what you want to do and not what others want you to do. You're trusting that inner voice that keeps nagging you to do what you want to do because you're tired of living life by the rules of others. You're tired of playing it safe because you feel it hasn't gotten you anywhere but feeling a whole lot of lack in your life and you're meant to be abundant pile 3. Some of you want to be travel influencers and travel the world but maybe some of your parents or even friends keep using scare tactics on you by sending you articles of people dying or getting hurt abroad. Or maybe telling you making money by doing something that isn't a 9-5 or "traditional" isn't worth it nor substantial and you've had enough. You're finally ready to take that leap and "Go Your Own Way" by Fleetwood Mac. Just know when you take this leap it's not without a little bit of struggle, but I assure you with the 10 of cups you're going to feel happy and see that it was all worth it in the end. Keywords to where your current path is leading you are: Going Against the Grain, Happiness, &Belief

That's all I have for everyone. I hope you enjoyed this reading. Until next time, stay safe and blessed.

[bitter-me]

I Remember You

Wanderer | M. Reader as Ice King [Adventure Time]

[PLATONIC]

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"It's just you and me in the wreckage of the world."

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Ever since that day, he thought he'll be alone.. venturing through the dark and scary world. Did he do something wrong? Why was he abandoned like that? Why? Was it something he did?

Either way... there's nothing he could do.. now that he's all alone..

For days he ventured through the land. He found many people along the way. Friends. New friends. They were kind and lovely people, they're almost like.. family..

But all good things must come to an end... he was alone again...

Why...? Why does everyone he met end up leaving him? Is it because of him? Did he do something wrong? Did he unknowingly make them upset? Angry? No matter how he looks at it, no matter how much he tries to think of a reason, he can't find one. He couldn't understand why they would always leave him.

That is until... he met someone..

A man by the name, [Name] [L. Name].

He seems to be a traveler. One that's traveling the world in search of—something. The day he found him was the day the man saw him cry. God knows what went through his head, but [Name] tried to do everything within his power to stop his cries. He tried cracking some jokes, giving some sweets, etc. In the end, the man gave him a small doll.

And that finally made him stop crying.

Since then.. he would tag along with [Name] and his adventures.

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The two spend what felt like an eternity together.

The man loved him like he was his own flesh and blood. He cared for him.... loved him... like a caring father.. and he was grateful. Never had he ever felt so loved and cared for by someone, especially a mortal like him.

The man would do anything within his power to ensure that he lives a happy and fulfilling life. Anything.

Even putting on that damn crown.

He knew the danger of it. Yet he uses it anyway. And no matter how much he begged and pleaded to [Name] not to use it, he still used it anyway. All for his sake. Maybe he was too protective.. maybe he was too carrying.. maybe he was too loving... maybe he was too... selfless...

He didn't listen. He never listened.

[Name] continues to put on the crown regardless of what he says. In his mind... he was just trying to protect this innocent child.

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When he became Wanderer it felt like a breath of fresh air. He could start a new.. this time.. he had Nahida and the Traveler by his side...

He could let go of the past and look forward to the future...

The day he received his first commission was the day where he's finally reunited with that man.

But...

What happened?

Why is his hair white? Why is he actually like that? Why is he wearing the crown 24/7?! What's going on?!

"...[Name]..?" He called out to the man, his voice filled with confusion.

"[Name]? What's that? Who's [Name]? I'm Ice King!"

Huh...? What did he just say..? Ice King...? Wh—Where is he? Where's [Name]? Where's the intelligent, caring, loving man he knew? Where's the man that cared and loved him as if he was his own? Where is he?

Where's [Name] [L. Name]?

"....The crown.."

"Yeah, pretty isn't it? But it's mine so you can't have it~!" He replied rather childishly.

Is he truly him? That man... that once carrying, intelligent man..

Reduced to a lunatic.

Him? A lunatic? A madman? A disturbance to the peace? No no no no no. NO! He refused! He refused to believe that!! He can't! There's no way in Teyvat is this man the same one he met years ago! This has to be a different person!!

There's no way the dignified, patient, caring, intelligent man had been reduced to his lunatic!

.....right..?

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"Hey, Gunter! Look!" [Name] spoke up as he pointed to the scenery in front of them. The mountains, the water, the sky... it creates a beautiful view.. a sight for sore eyes.

Meanwhile the other doesn't seem as enthusiastic as him. He frowns at the man addressing him as "Gunter." He had lost it... using that curse thing over and over again... eating away at his sanity.. Until he can't even remember his name.

"Gunter, look!"

"Yeah... It's pretty..."

"What are we doing again?"

"Jogging your memory."

Maybe... if he could just... jog his memory... then [Name] could come back to him.. right..?

The two spent their time together, [Name] was enjoying the time of his life, he was very happy with the new turn of events. He never would have thought there was someone out there that's willing to go hangout with him! He actually had a friend!

But Wanderer... he doesn't share the enjoyment..

He wanted him so bad... He wanted [Name]... He wants his father figure back.. not this lunatic... Not Ice King, but [Name] [L. Name]. He tried and tried but it just... doesn't work.. every time he tries to do something with the Ice King, things that they used to do... he just.. doesn't get it.. he played it off like it's some kind of game...

It's frustrating!!

WHY!? Why can't he have him back?! Why can't he just... be happy?! Why can't he get the ending he wants?! Is this the Gods punishing him for what he had done?! By taking away what he had?! By taking away the only person he actually cared about?!

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"You know today was fun!" The lunatic said with a cheeky grin on his face, ever so ignorant to Wanderer's frustration.

"Why? Why can't you just—!" He stops himself once his eyes fall to a photo. A specific photo of the past.

He immediately took it and started examining it before letting out a sigh of frustration and shoving the photo towards the other's face. "You don't remember anything do you! Look! This is you! Before the whole thing!"

Ice King took the photo and looked at it with a confused expression, clearly not understanding what Wanderer is trying to say which earned a frustrated groan in return. "You were a traveler—!"

"No, I'm a lyricist! Just look!" He pulled out a paper from his coat and handed it to Wanderer with the same cheeky grin. "I clearly wrote good lyrics!"

With a huff Wanderer snatched the paper in a swift motion, he was going to tear it to shreds before he realized something...

This is a photo.

Turning it around he was met by a photo of himself, back in the past... where ignorant.. is bliss...

Turning it back around, he began to read the words written on it. His eyes slowly widened as a hint of the truth finally showed up.

"Kabukimono, is it just you and me in the wreckage of the world. That must be so confusing for a little boy and I know you're going to need me here with you..

But I'm losing myself, and I'm afraid you're gonna lose me too. This magic keeps me alive, but it's making me crazy and I need to save you, but who's going to save me? I can feel myself slipping away... I can't remember what it made me say.... But I remember that I saw you frown...

I swear it wasn't me, it was the crown!

Please.... forgive me for whatever I do...

When I don't remember you...."

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.

Why.... Why does it have to end this way..? Why can't he...

"Hey, you okay there, Gunter?" Ice King asked with a hint of concern in his voice. Wanderer looked at him for a moment but he could say anything... his throat closed up every time he was about to speak.. he couldn't breath and..

Is he crying....? Is he actually crying..?

Without warning... the other engulfed him in a hug, a warm, loving hug... He can't remember when's the last time someone hugged him like this... especially by him..

"There there, Gunter." Ice King tries to comfort him as he speaks in a soft tone.

Maybe...

Maybe the [Name] he knew is still there.. somewhere... But... it still doesn't change the fact that... he can't be [Name] again... Ice King can't be [Name] [L. Name] again... that man is long gone...

Wanderer can't help but let his tears fall as the realization hits him. He buried his head on the man's chest.

Maybe he could try loving this lunatic, insane man... like how he had loved [Name] [L. Name]... Maybe he could... try and make the best out of the worst scenario...

Make the best out of this bittersweet reunion.

"I love you... [Name]..... father..."

"Love you too, Gunter."

[sidekick-hero]

💫 Sandy, she/her, 30s, Europe 💫

writing tag ✍️ My AO3

🌈 Multichapter Fics 🌈

Suitcase of Memories (55k | explicit | co-written with @legitcookie)

Boy meets boy. Boy meets boy again. And again, so they decided to go on a date about it. But as they grow closer, Steve's insecurities threaten to pull them apart before they can even begin. Will fate intervene?

I wore his jacket for the longest time (58k | explicit | co-written with @legitcookie | Sequel to we pass the ghosts that haunt us later) 

Steve has made some bad choices in the past, choices that have cost him his marriage, and even worse than that, Eddie. The man he didn't realize he was in love with until it was too late. Now Steve must pick up the pieces of his life and figure out how to become the man he wants to be.

It's a story about love lost and love found, about the importance of friendship and family, and most of all, about second chances and how it's never too late to change.

I'll keep you like an oath (may nothing but death do us part) (20k | mature)

When Steve's grandmother dies, he finds out that he can only get his inheritance - half a million dollars - if he marries someone. It's her way of forcing Steve to live a heterosexual life. Sucks for her that gay marriage has been legalized since she wrote her will. Sucks for Steve that he doesn't have a man or woman in his life to marry.

Cue Eddie Munson, roommate and best friend of Robin's girlfriend Chrissy and the guy Steve has had a crush on for years. What could possibly go wrong?

I’m tired of asking to settle the debt (18k | explicit)

5 times Eddie warms Steve's hands and that one time Steve returns the favor.

Or: What if Steve and Eddie had met before the events of season 4? What if they kept bumping into each other because it was meant to be?

hold me close (I’m shaking apart) (WIP (2/3) | 15k | explicit)

It all came down to one simple truth: Steve Harrington was not at all what Eddie expected him to be, and it was confusing him to no end.

Or: Steve asks Eddie if he wants to experiment. Eddie wants so much more, but he takes what he can get and tries to not let it break his heart.

Dear Future Self (14.5k | explicit | pwp)

After the events of March '86, Eddie pines for his new friend, the former king of Hawkins High. Too scared to make a move, he has resigned himself to a life as Steve's friend and nothing more. That is, until one hot summer day, a naked guy appears out of nowhere in Steve's bedroom.

The naked guy is him from the future, and he says he's here to help Eddie pull his head out of his ass. It turns out that he and Steve are a happy couple in the future.

And as if that wasn't enough, he also offers to teach Eddie how to properly fulfill Stevie's needs. Sexy shenanigans ensue.

tangled with what I never said (4.1k | mature | angst with a happy ending)

And they were roomates.

🌈 Series 🌈

Modern AU - Teacher Steve and Musician Eddie (11k in 5 parts | rated T to explicit)

Just some snippets from the life of Teacher Steve Harrington and Wedding Band Singer turned Rockstar Eddie Munson.

Runner Steve Verse (14k in 2 parts | explicit)

Steve starts running to get out of his head. He finds that maybe he's been running towards something (or someone) all along.

🌈 One-Shots 10k+ 🌈

to the rhythm of eternity (18k | explicit)

The last two years Steve and Eddie have been doing the long distance thing when Steve visits Eddie in London for Christmas and falls in love with the city as well.

Emotional Motion Sickness (16.5k | explicit)

Steve's first night at a gay bar turns into something he never expected. He accidentally stumbles into a theme night - Kink Night - and discovers something new about himself.

🌈 One-Shots 5-10k 🌈

Would you fall for me? (8.8k | explicit | Porn with plot)

One-sided enemies to lovers au inspired by that cake scene in red, white and royal blue.

I'm down on my knees (I wanna take you there) (8.5k | explicit | Porn with feelings)

"I liked... how it felt when you held me by the throat. Just. Feeling your hands, knowing that I could let go and you'd got me. I felt, I dunno, safe? That's what I liked about it, I think."

Sequel to Emotional Motion Sickness.

Will you cleanse me with pleasure? (8.4k | explicit | PWP with tentacle love making)

Steve thinks it’s safe to say that he knows everything important about Eddie when they finally decide to move in together.

Everything, it turns out, except that Eddie sneaks out of the house in the middle of the night at least once a week.

he's all that I've got (don’t take that sinner from me) (8k | explicit | open but hinted at happy ending)

Eddie is on the run after still being blamed for the murders in Hawkins, but he can't run away from Steve.

Part 2: take you with me (mature | 2.1k)

The way you touch, the way you taste (7.1k | explicit | PWP)

Gareth, Jeff and Freak hire Steve to take Eddie's virginity on his birthday. Eddie takes Steve's heart in the process. Entry for the sub Eddie week.

You know I'm a show off (I would let you get some) (6.4k | explicit | PWP)

Eddie's neighbor is the hottest man in existence, so when he finds him washing his car in the shortest shorts known to man he can't stay away.

Love from the other side (6.2k | mature)

Steve works in the emergency room, where he has lost several patients with gaping wounds on their necks, the blood drained from their bodies. It's only because of Eddie, who is a vampire himself, that Steve doesn't end up like them, but what will he do when it's Eddie who needs help?

Part 2: sink you teeth

we were meant to be (we live happily in my fantasy) (5.6k | explicit | PWP)

Eddie is a Big-Shot-Rockstar and Steve is the escort he hired to get people off his back. Too bad he fell in love with him.

When I open my eyes to the future I can hear you say my name (5k | explicit | PWP)

Even after almost a decade together you can still discover new kinks.

Will the man become the monster, or the monster become man? (5k | explicit | PWP)

Beauty and the Beast AU with a twist: What if, once a month, the prince turns back into the beast?

🌈 One-Shots 1k-5k 🌈

I’ve got to get you out of my mind (and back into my arms) (4.7k | explicit | PWP)

Every once in a while, Steve and Eddie like to spice up their sex life and go out to play.

Lay all your love on me (4.6k | explicit | porn with feelings)

Steve feels lonely on Valentine's Day '87 and a certain metalhead sets out to change that.

wear me like a locket around your throat (4.5k | explicit | PWP co-written with @yournowheregirl)

It doesn't really matter why, the fact remains that Eddie is making Steve a little bit feral, and the animal part of his brain demanded that he do something about it.

And that's why he bought Eddie a fucking collar, of all things.

tell me it's love, tell me it's real (4k | explicit | PWP co-written with @yournowheregirl)

The infamous piano scene from Pretty Woman (1990).

Carry You (4k | teen)

Written for @steddielovemonth, prompt: Love is letting someone take care of you.

Eddie is living the rockstar life, but it comes with a prize. When he reaches a point where he can't go on like that, will he finally let Steve carry him?

Part 2: Dear Steve (teen | 2.3k)

we tangle endlessly like lovers entwined (3.4k | explicit | Porn with feelings)

It's canon Steve likes to hold hands during sex.

Safe Haven (3.2k | teen)

Eddie finds a hurt wolf in the woods and takes him home. He has no idea that there is more to this particular wolf than it seems.

Part 2: Eat you alive (wc: 1.8k | mature)

Drowning In You (3.2k | teen | co-written with @legitcookie)

Steve and Eddie spend some time swimming at the quarry. At night. In just their underwear. As you do.

on the tip of my tongue, on top of my thighs (2.8k | explicit | PWP)

Eddie may be a little obsessed with Steve's chest. Okay, drop the a little.

The road to hell (2.8k | mature | demon!Steve crack fic)

Based on the prompt: It’s a bit awkward that you managed to actually summon a demon; almost as awkward as that demon being your ex spouse.

He was sweet like honey (2.7k | explicit | PWP)

Steve loves mint chocolate chip ice cream. Eddie loathes it. But Steve has an idea how he can change Eddie's mind.

will you take me home (2.7k | teen)

Robin wants to adopt a cat, so why does Steve end up with one, too?

Rooting for you (2.6k | explicit)

Steve screwed up, no way around it. Fucked up big time.

In his defense, he didn't know that Eddie was in love with him. How could he have known? For all intents and purposes, they were just two horny guys hooking up.

safe & sound (2.5k | teen)

What happens when Steve meets Eddie Munson, who has just failed his senior year for the first time, during one of his nightly drives?

are you still mine? (2.4k | teen)

"He kissed me," Steve blurts out, and to Robin's credit, she doesn't react except for her hand on his to twitch in surprise. She makes a questioning sound in her throat, clearly waiting for more.

So much (for) Stardust (2.3k | teen)

A scene from an upcoming fic Pickup Note with @thefreakandthehair and art by @firefly-party. Steve can't sleep and Eddie takes him stargazing.

the past, the future, through death my arms are open (2.1k | mature)

second part to are you still mine? where Steve remembers another moment from their shared past where Eddie has been there for him even when he didn't ask for it

will you find me in the stars (2.1k | mature)

In every life, in every universe, they will find each other again. What’s a lifetime if you measure it in eternity?

true colors (2.1k | explicit)

Eddie's heart is beating for Steve but it takes Steve a bit to understand what it is saying.

Slaying Dragons (2.1k | gen)

Eddie was six years old when he first met Steve, not that he would remember it until much, much later.

Blinded by you (2.1k | teen)

The one in which Eddie is a hot mess but Paramedic Steve doesn't mind.

Crutch (2k | mature)

Steve loves Eddie, he really, really does. He just can’t say it.

Louder (2k | explicit | PWP)

While laying in bed, the two of them can't help but overhear their upstairs neighbors going at it rather loudly. Eddie turns to Steve after a while, and asks, You wanna fuck louder than them to establish dominance?

(I just) died in your arms (1.9k | teen | co-written with @legitcookie and @yournowheregirl)

"Hey, Steve, hi. You're probably wondering what I'm doing here." Eddie smiles nervously. When Steve just blinks at him, he takes that as a cue to continue.

"Funny story, actually," He laughs. The lack of sleep must be kicking in, which always makes him feel a little drunk and giddy. "There's this really annoying pipe in my room that's slowly driving me crazy, and I really, really,��really need to get some sleep, man. I might even start crying if I don't get some soon. So, I was wondering... Could I crash in here?"

Someone New (1.7k | teen)

After Vecna, Eddie thinks he lost something vital, the one thing that made him Eddie. Steve teaches him that that's not true.

Butterfly Effect (1.5k | mature)

Eddie Munson is bad at feelings, but Steve makes him talk about them anyway, at least in metaphors.

Your scent (it clings to every blanket, sheet and pillowcase) (1.5k | mature)

Life after March '86 is very different from life before. For one thing, he never almost died before. Nor did he ever have anyone accuse him of murder, never mind murders, as in plural.

But then again, he didn't have Steve Harrington before either.

Until I found you (1.5k | mature)

Steve reminds Eddie that you can't buy happiness, you find it in each other.

You got a fast car (1.4k | teen)

"If we leave now, we can be in Indiana before midnight," Steve hears himself say, the decision already made, because the alternative is blood and pain and sorrow.

something about us (1.4k | teen)

What starts out as one of the worst nights of his college life turns into something else when Steve meets Eddie while being banned from his dorm room in the middle of the night thanks to some asshole setting off the fire alarm.

when we were made it was no accident (1.2k | teen)

Steve and Eddie just started dating, it's all new, it's all fragile and most of all, it's still a secret. So when they have a soundcheck coming up, they can't both be late because they can't make themselves to leave the bed, can't they? (part of @thefreakandthehair and @firefly-party and mine project pickup note)

we can be heroes (1.2k | gen)

Love makes Steve brave. And Steve loves fast and hard.

Once those two things become a certainty in Eddie's mind, other things fall into place.

When it rains and shines (1.2k | teen)

written for the stwg daily prompt kiss in the rain

only soul I ever saved (1.1k | explicit)

With Steve, Eddie can be soft. Obediant and sweet. With Steve, Eddie can be a good boy.

hate to be lame (1.1k | mature)

Eddie and Steve are spies working for competing agencies. They make it work.

Somehow, I just want you more (1k | teen)

When Chrissy sets Eddie up for a blind date he did not expect to find a ghost from his past waiting for him.

🌈 Drabbles (<1k) 🌈

I want you to want me (921 | teen)

let the impulse to love and the instinct to kill entangle to one (918 | teen)

Connoisseur of Comfort (652 | gen)

Grow back your sharpest teeth, you know my desire (548 | explicit)

Show them (Baby I'm yours)  (534 | explicit)

Sugar, I got a taste for you now (480 | explicit)

Okay, so I'm the dragon. Big deal. (442 | gen)

always on the tip of my tongue (387 | teen)

Deflated. Devoured. Defiled. (311 | explicit)

hole-in-the-wall (404 | gen)

love bites (404 | mature)

mine (404 | explicit)

Ahoy Sailor! (404 | mature)

My arms belong around you (509 | mature)

Like real people do (846 | gen)

that ultra-kind of love (you never walk away from) (509 | teen)

Let Go (509 | explicit)

Anything for love (790 | teen)

moonlit bonding (388 | teen)

blow my candle (290 | explicit)

Strangers Passing (380 | teen)

Sir Lancelot (482 | teen)

On top of the world (616 | teen)

Along for the ride (510 | teen)

[kindheart525]

I’ve drawn all the Dottieverse Smiling Friends individually, so now have a lineup! They’re all on very different paths in life but they’re all content and aging gracefully as they deserve, and still friends even if they don’t always see each other nearly as often as they used to. Here’s a little info about where each of them ended up!

Pim Pimling - The new Boss of Smiling Friends after Mr. Boss got too old and decrepit to do his job (which nobody believed was possible) and passed the title to him. His work is his passion and he does it well even though his style isn’t the same as his boss before him. Outside of his job (where he works with Kip), he’s busy as a grandfather to Ell’s rowdy horde of kids and desperately praying he’ll never have to bail Nee and Dur out of prison again. He’s not under any less stress than when his kids were young, but it’s worth it for the smiles he helps create.

Charlie Dompler - Stayed working at Smiling Friends for a good long while. It wasn’t that he had any deep allegiance to the company, but it was a decent enough job with people he knew and liked. He would rather stick around than quit to look for something better only to end up in some shitty dead-end job. Along with helping more clients, he helped Pim train the younger hires, but eventually stepped down to let the next generation take over. Now he mostly chills while making money on side gigs, and splurges on the occasional irresponsible midlife crisis purchase, but he tries not to do it too much because he knows Zoey doesn’t like it.

Zoey Dompler - Living a pretty simple life with Charlie (well, as simple as things can get in this wacky world) now that their daughter is off living life and love. She’s been working from home since Dottie was born which has given her a lot of flexibility to go on whatever adventures she feels like. Weekly dinners with Dottie, visiting her family out of state, keeping in touch with Marge (who spoils her with First Lady bestie perks she could only dream of), and convincing Charlie to go on trips with her but also enjoying chill days of gaming together. Most of her adventures are local day trips to nearby beaches and zoos and museums and such, but that’s just the way she likes it.

Allan Red - Left Smiling Friends after some time to pursue bigger and better career opportunities and to secure a better 401k. Since he built Mr. Boss’s rocket boots he clearly has the intelligence and skill for some advanced technology job, so he took his engineering degree and odd Smiling Friends experiences and got just that. Since he chose not to have a spouse or kids, all he has to focus on is his career and his cats, and he gets to live a very comfortable retirement with lots of money all to himself. Even though he hasn’t worked for Smiling Friends in a while, he still gets invited to events with his old coworkers from time to time and has fun catching up with them.

Glep - Now President of the United States! His raw genius and bad boy edge got him elected and now he spends his days busy with all the presidential stuff, like giving speeches, attending meetings, and resolving international conflicts. He’s invincible to all the naysayers who want him impeached or worse, focused instead on shaping the country to his vision. Even though his kids are all grown up, they all want a piece of his presidential privilege, so he’s finding himself having to play the role of father again as well even when they cause him trouble in his job. Once again it seems impossible to have enough time for everything he’s doing, but he gets it done anyway. 

Marge Simpson - The most iconic First Lady this century, Marge is serving cunt while her husband serves the country, as the young Senators would say. She’s supporting Glep and fulfilling all the traditional duties of her position but she’s doing it in style, setting all sorts of fashion trends just by going about her day. Of course she’s used to the attention as she was always a looker, but she’s glad her allure hasn’t dimmed from her supermodel days even as she’s allowing herself to age naturally and gracefully. A lot has changed for her and Glep as the whole country demands their attention and approval, but the most important thing in their lives will always be each other.

[shippingmyworld]

What are your headcanons on how Danny and Sam's relationship ended? I'm interested on how you see Danny's background because I really like how you write him! He's just so *devours him in the way an animal would eat meat and leaves a clean bone behind*

A wild animal devouring a corpse, to my writing? *sniffles* that's so kind of you to say =D

I kinda touched on how I think the Sam x Danny ship sunk a little bit in this ask here, but your ask got me thinking about it again. I've gone a bit more into detail below the cut (apologies for the word vomit because it's a lot lol)

There are a few factors that I think played into the ending of Sam and Danny's relationship, but I think the biggest part of it would be that Sam takes a step away from ghost hunting as time goes gone. I mentioned that I think Danny and Sam's relationship lasted like 4 months tops following the shows finale. That's because I think that big ghost activity died down following Phantom Planet. There's an unspoken truce that holds between the Ghost Zone and Amity Park for a while. Ghosts still cross over now and then to fulfill their desires and feed of human emotions, but the haunting stuff is mostly harmless now (i.e., Ember crashes a few open mic nights to play music, Lunch Lady breaks into restaurants right before opening to do kitchen prep work, Box Ghost rearranges the contents of warehouses overnight to his own liking). Since this stuff is all sort of juvenile annoyance now, Tucker and Sam don't really need to tag along to help Danny. In fact, most of the time that they do tag along, Danny just has to frown at the offending ghost and they'll begrudgingly fly themselves back to the Ghost Zone without a fight.

Now that ghost hunting is more or less 'boring' and require no effort from Tucker and Sam, they start focusing on their own things. I think that with Sam's personality, she wouldn't want to simply ride through life on her families wealth. She'd want to double down on her studies and get into a college that could help her get out and actually make a change in the world (I personally see her trying to get a double degree in Sustainably Sciences and Zoology or something so she can work with endangered animals and better their society for the environment). I think Tucker would be the type of person to try and capitalize on how fast technology and social media is growing and try and make his living that way. The show takes place vaguely between 2005 and 2009, when stuff like YouTube is in its infancy after all. I personally feel that with his personality (and vanity), he'd absolutely eat up the attention being an internet personality naturally comes with and would want to dedicate himself fully to cultivating it.

Inadvertently, cutting down on ghost hunting to focus on their own desires means that they're cutting also down on Danny time.

When Tucker turns down a ghost hunt with Danny the first time, it doesn't affect Danny that much. After all, their relationship hasn't changed. They're still best friends, and they've had years to get to know each other. When Sam however, turns down Danny the first time, it becomes a very big deal and strikes painfully in Danny's heart in a way he wasn't expecting. After all, their relationship as a couple is still new at this point. Being boyfriend and girlfriend is still uncharted waters. Danny expected some change, but Sam acting the same as normal makes him start to question if this is the kind of romantic relationship he wants.

Danny is over-protective (Jazz with Johnny 13, Sam with Gregor, Maddie with Vlad), which I believe is a sign that Danny is codependent to a slightly unhealthy degree. He wouldn't be aware of this facet of his personality at this point in time, simply because Tucker and/or Sam have always been at his side when it came to ghost hunting. But once Sam innocently sends him off to deal with the hunt on his own (she thinks nothing of it, just that she's really got to get home and study for this test next week), Danny's perception of Sam changes. He becomes hyperaware that she's her own human person, with her own dreams and ambitions that are different from his own.

It's not immediate, but the intrusive thoughts start to fester in the back of his mind. Sam can simply step away from ghost activity when she wants to. Hell, she could move out of Amity Park and away from this ghost hot spot (which she will probably do with her ambition of wanting to change the world). Danny however, can't. He'll literally always be aware of ghost activity, no matter where he is, because he himself is half-ghost. Doesn't that mean that Sam might chose to step away from him one day? If she wants to take a break from ghosts, then that means she wants a break from Danny, doesn't it? Danny doesn't voice these concerns though, letting them warp his thoughts and perceptions until it quickly becomes a 'fact' inside his head that Sam will leave him one day. He'll realize that he doesn't want Sam to walk out of his life because she's important to him, which only gives him more reason to not communicate these feelings because that will accelerate her departure.

However, that opens up a whole new can of worms because why is she someone that's just 'Important to him?' Doesn't he love her? Yes, absolutely, she's irreplaceable. But does that mean he loves her romantically, or platonically? Is she just a convenient replacement for the lingering affections he had for Valarie (yes but he won't admit it)? The longer he lets himself think about it and reflect on what he wants out of a romantic relationship, the more he will close himself off because he doesn't want to accidentally say the wrong thing and lose Sam.

Sam however, isn't as dense as Danny thinks she is. She quickly notices that something is bothering him. However, the first few times she tries broaching the subject, Danny shuts down. Sam will chose to drop the conversation immediately after the first rejection and wait for Danny to feel comfortable enough to share his feeling with her. However, this isn't what Danny wants. Danny wants someone that will call him on his bullshit, someone that will storm through the Ghost Zone if need be, someone as headstrong as he is that will pester him into opening up about what's bother him because that shows that they are actually concerned about his well-being.

(*Cough* Manny-no-tact-Rivera *Cough*)

It's not enough for someone to just physically be there with him. Danny's love language is seeing/hearing someone show concern for him, stuff like words of affirmation and choosing to actively engage and talk about both halves of his life. This is important to him, especially since I believe he's very self-conscious about the ghost half of his life. He doesn't show it, but all hatred the town and his parents showed towards ghosts in his early years deeply affected him; he wants someone to talk to about this half of his life because it will make him more comfortable with himself.

Since Sam believes the right thing to do is back down, this causes more strife their relationship. And what's terrible about it isn't because they don't like each other, it's simply because their perceptions of a healthy relationship are fundamentally different and they haven't been able to communicate this to each other. Danny believes that a good relationship is a partnership with both partners willingly engage and are involved in pretty much every aspect of each other's lives; whereas Sam believes that each person in the relationship should be independent to a large degree and respect the boundaries that their partner sets.

Incidentally, Danny subconsciously puts a pin this train of thought and references it later when questioning his own sexuality; when he's reflecting on it all later (once the dust from his and Sam's breakup settles) he realizes that the gender of the person he's with doesn't matter to him. What matters to him is everything above (I headcanon Danny as identifying as Demisexual and Biromantic).

As time goes on, Sam and Danny's relationship continues to sour. Just like how Danny's letting his emotions and intrusive thoughts fester, Sam is too. She's starting to get upset that Danny's not sharing whatever is bothering him with her. Does that mean he doesn't trust her enough to be vulnerable and honest with her? Again, neither person is communicating this with each other, and they start to not enjoy each other's company.

Then, the whole thing comes to a head during a trio game night. Tucker, Sam, and Danny are playing an online co-op. Sam and Danny can't seem to get it together, resulting in Tucker going 1v3 against the enemy team. When Tucker asks why their coordination sucks, Sam's annoyance with losing the game will make her remark about how Danny needs to communicate more when something is bothering him (referring to the fact he's getting spawn camped, but also their relationship). Danny shots back a remark about how she needs to be more aware of when something is happening to her team and stop focusing solely on her own task (the spawn camper and their relationship again). The passive-aggressive remarks escalate until it becomes a full blown shouting match and eventually they end up saying they both think they should break up mid-match.

Meanwhile poor Tucker is just sitting there listening to them argue on headset like:

I already mentioned in the other ask that Danny and Sam would eventually reconcile, talk, and remain friends (thanks to Tucker getting annoyed at them) so I won't retype all that here. Instead, I'm going to throw in that I think following the break-up, Danny would lean much heavier into his friendship with Tucker.

I think Danny would ugly cry in Tucker's arms following his breakup with Sam, believing that he's forever lost someone important that's been in his life since second grade (and as a high school teenager barely 15 years old at this point, that's pretty much his entire life). He basically lets everything he was holding back from Sam spill to Tucker in the most dramatic version emotional sobbing. Tucker's gotta verbally reassure him that he's not going to walk out of Danny's life, even if he becomes some techno billionaire one day. This does actually help Danny calm down and start to think rationally again, instead of emotionally.

In fact, this sob session is what start Tucker on the path to wanting to make his friends reconcile again because he knows that the whole situation came about from poor communication. When he does get Sam and Danny to talk it out, it ends up being one of those really deep conversation you have at slumber parties at like 3am when no one can sleep. They end up talking about the future they all want, what they all value in their lives, and basically reaffirming their friendship with each other. Sam and Danny agree that what they want out of a romantic relationship with someone is fundamentally different, so they should just be friends instead. They also agree they both have some unhealthy habits, and that they will call each other on them should they ever see the other person fall into them again.

Tucker meanwhile says this will make great content for his channel, and Sam and Danny both instantly turn on Tucker and says they'll sue if he uploads anything about them.

[butt0nzz66]

So I’ve seen a few posts and felt the need to respond because what. The. Fuck. Why is it to defend Colin you need to tear down Penelope?

There is obvs a lot of discourse going around about the ‘entrapment’ comment and honestly I don’t have an issue with it. He is hurt and lashing out. Someone else posted that when you are best friends you know exactly how to hit eachother where it hurts and that’s what they both did Penelope with her Colin LW takedown and him with this comment. That doesn’t mean they don’t love one another if anything the opposite.

However some people in their defence of Colin have been acting like their first time together was a planned entrapment to get pregnant by Penelope because she knew if she didn’t he would have left her?! I’m sorry what?! Did we watch the same show? Like Penelope isn’t an evil mastermind she is a 19 year old girl who had to develop an alter ego to feel seen by those closest to her and who just found out the love of her life feels the same after saying ew no thanks the season before. Then fulfills her wildest hero fantasy’s saving her from portia and shows her “pleasure she never thought possible”. Not to mention the overwhelming fear she feels of loosing the only person she has left she feels close too. So was she wrong not to tell him right away. Yes obviously. But 1. The writers obvs weren’t going to do that for the sake of drama. 2. She didn’t plan to get banged and knocked up on a couch she didn’t even know how it bloody worked and was swept away with her overwhelming feelings same as him. Seeing as they BOTH KNOW you should not be banging before ya wedding in 1815.

She try’s to give up her true passion in life of writing to spare him the hurt(misguided but his own sister told her to do the same!) then is constantly apologising from the minute he finds out, doesn’t ever downplay his feelings and when she sees the impact her secret has on her new family she puts her head on the chopping block of the queen AND THEN OFFERS HIM AN OUT WITH THE ANULLMENT and the risk of being ruined and pregnant alone(not convinced she knew before the butterfly ball) What more do you want?

In the same way Colin takes time understands his feelings and learns to accept every side of pen and support her not save her. And makes a beautiful and honest confession of love admitting his envy and understanding Pens love for him is as unconditional for him as his is for her.

Which is whyyyy it was so important that the LW secret came out because it knocked both of them off each others pedestals and to see the not perfect lovey dovey side of eachother so that they can build back up to form a very real kind of relationship.

The idea that one of them is the villain is ridiculous and something I see so much online. It’s a hero/villian blame game. Instead of 2 young people who love eachother more than anything else but make mistakes along the way. Ultimately they know their love is worth fighting for. And that’s all that matters.

I’ve 100% come around on part 2 now and can understand it a lot better. I would still love those extra scenes of reconciliation which I feel would have balanced the angst better however we can live in hope series 4 will have that in spades. Same as the adorable kathony scenes(would have loved more of these tbh but Johnny schedule is packed, love this man being booked and busssy)!

[kuureii]

We all die someday dont we?…

(riko!yuu au)

Yuus 18 in my au

Warnings: Angst, Blood, Gore, No happy ending,

Side note: riko amanai does not belong to me, she belongs to gege akutami and jjk alone, i only use her as a oc claim in my au

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They say you never know when your going to die in life, its either two things: You can grow old or die early. Thats the cycle of life isn’t it?

I knew from the moment i was able to comprehend what my purpose was is that i was nothing but a placeholder or a vessel for someone on the jujutsu society…. Yuu Amanai…the “Star plasma vessel “ for master tengen, he has a reputation for a god-like figure on the jujutsu society.

How unfair.

Is that my true purpose in life..? Just a vessel for him?

I always wanted to see the world..i wanted to see its beauty..i want to see everything it hides.

I wanted to live the life i truly want to live…with misato by my side, gojo and sujuru too… i want to run away from the fate that waits for me..

But not every wish can be granted right?

I died young…the fate that i so wanted to run away from made its choice.

Yuu amanai..age 18.. a shot to the head is the cause of my death…killed by toji fushiguro.

Unfair.

HOW UNFAIR.

Selfish bastards from the jujutsu society rejoiced for my death. Some mourned

I know its Gojo and Suguru.

I know my death affected them.

After all, they were the ones supposed to protect me aren’t they? I dont blame them.

I never did.

They cared for me like im their sister, not a vessel or a placeholder for master tengen, they see me as yuu amanai and fulfilled my last wishes.

I wanted to run away with them

Unfair….

Its so unfair….

WHY IS IT SO UNFAIR..?!

I WANTED TO LIVE.. I WANTED TO GROW OLD..I WANT TO RUN AWAY WITH THEM. IS THIS MY FATE TRULY MEANS TO ME?! TO DIE SO YOUNG AND BE OFFERED TO SOMEONE SO POWERFUL AS A VESSEL??!! ANSWER ME GOD DAMMIT!!!

Somehow, its like the gods pitied me and gave me a chance..they placed my soul into a new world…and made me attend a new school

Night Raven College

A school that worships the villains (Great 7).. Can’t say my journey was quite unique during my time there.. waking up in a coffin and being nearly burnt to death by a raccoon. And also being known as the “magicless prefect” and the only girl in an all-boys school..

Turns out that raccoon became my familiar and soon turned into the closest family member i have in this world.. Grim..oh how i love him..

I made many friends in that school. Ace and Deuce being the closest friends i have..our friendship started rocky but in the end, im happy i met them..

I wasn’t lying when i said my journey was eventful in that world haven’t i?

Somehow people had mental issues in this school. And being the magicless prefect i am, i had no choice but to help them.

Overblot followed by another overblot

The cycle never ends. But in the end i was able to help and become friends with them along the way..

Along the journey i made,i gained a lot of male admirers from this school my friends slowly being some of them

I tried to ignore it seeing as they haven’t had any female contact for once in a while

Besides they look at me like im the prettiest girl they have ever seen

Im pretty I admit, but not that pretty

Why cant they understand that…they’re liking someone who’s originally dead..?

Months pass by as the overblots have somehow reduced in this school, i was finally able to get the rest i deserved..i was finally happy

But that happiness didn’t last long.

The final overblot happend, Much to everyone’s nightmare

The 7th overblot being Malleus draconia.

He put everyone to sleep including me, so i gotta do what i gotta do.

I have to fix it.

To my suprise, i found out a lot about malleus.His past, his secrets,his origins, his mother, everything about him.

After a while with the help of sebek and silver, i was able to snap him back to reality.. i saved someone again.

I saved everyone again. I was finally able to wake up everyone, I was finally able to wake up again.

wait….

What…?!

Why cant i..!

Why cant i wake up…!?

This is bad…did my fate caught up again..?!

Am i dead too in this world…??!

UNFAIR…!

ITS SO UNFAIR..!

JUST WHEN I THOUGHT I CAN FINALLY HAVE THE LIFE I WANTED..!!

NO..!! WAKE UP…!

I NEED TO…

I…!!

I WANT TO LIVE..!!

PLEASE..!

LET ME LIVE..!

ONCE AGAIN..! PLEASE ILL BE GOOD..! I WANT TO STAY!

My pleas went deaf to the ears of the gods.. i sobbed as the darkness finally ate my body whole..

I wasnt….able to…say goodbye…Again.

Soon enough the darkness flooded my senses, enveloping my soul whole, like a blanket of despair and sadness…my soul sinked onto the abyss once again…killing me entirely.

Yuu amanai..dead at 18 reborn onto another world as a second chance..died once again at age 19. Closed eyes like she was sleeping but this time.. She wont be waking up ever again as her soul passes away at an eternal slumber.

“Good night yuu..its time for you to rest”..a voice whispered so sweetly at her ear as she took her last final breath in the world of twisted wonderland

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[simcardiac-arrested]

creamverse iterator oc lore masterpost

(LAST UPDATED: 14/08/24)

hi! so if you are a cream fan and a fan of my iterator ocs specifically, you might've noticed that i have been building a storyline around them. most of it happens on the @dj-wayback askblog, but sometimes it gets drowned out by other silly misc asks, and is simply just hard to find if you haven't been keeping up since the beginning so i have decided to try and write a (long) summary of what exactly is happening, what characters are important and what their backstories consist of 👍 make sure to check out the oc tags linked if you want to know more!! i will only be including story-relevant and important comics/animatics, but there are also other drawings that provide context and serve the story (along with just misc art of my ocs)!!

THE MAIN CHARACTERS AND THEIR RESPECTIVE BACKSTORIES:

No Way Back (he/him) (ref + toyhouse info here) is an Iterator who was created specifically to try as little as possible and to put no effort at all into solving the Great Problem. The Ancients thought that by being effortless NWB would actually end up solving it in the end somehow, but that's not what happened, and so his creators turned out to be quite disappointed in him, which resulted in him being blamed, neglected, and more. However, there was one Ancient, who, after finding out that NWB was a dissapointment (just like them), decided to befriend him. The both of them ended up being best friends, almost family, spending almost all of their time together and teaching each other new things about life. In the end, though, despite promising to never ascend and to always be there, Wade ended up leaving NWB along with the rest of the Ancients. Ever since then NWB has been pretty much alone, just making music and trying to still find meaning in life, all the while repressing his emotions regarding the Ancients (including Wade, too). Needless Separation (they/he) (toyhouse) is an Iterator who was created specifically to work as hard as possible and to put all their effort into solving all problems, not just the Great one. In the beginning, they were handling it just fine, even finding the time to indulge in art and many more things that they found joy in. However, after NWB's failure to provide any results, all of his workload got transferred to them, all because their creator was too prideful to let any other Iterators handle it. NS was obviously struggling to keep up with it all, which is when Waves decided to take matters into his own hands and make his creation more 'productive'. Waves ended up purging NS' memories, even those of skills they have taught themself, until all NS could think about was work. Waves ended up ascending before NS could truly fulfill any of his expectations. Ever since then they have been overworking themself to death, unable to come to terms with their trauma, instead blaming NWB for most of it. Wade (any pronouns) (ref here) was an Ancient who was never like the rest, who came from a traditional family consisting of her parents — Waves and Breeze — but hated everything about tradition. She was just a chill guy who wanted to get away from everything and to live the life she always dreamed of: by the sea, with her best friend, doing whatever they wanted. It has not yet been revealed why or how Wade ended up ascending and leaving NWB.

IMPORTANT SIDE CHARACTERS:

Weaving Tales (they/them) (toyhouse) is the senior of the Entwined Local Group. They are most concerned with NS and his overworking habits, even though WT chose to share some of their senior duties with him. Weaving also seems to always be worried about CD and FTA, although for vastly different reasons.

Cognitive Dissonance (she/they) (toyhouse) was an experimental model who caught a virus and basically ended up rebooting. Before that, her and NS used to be very close, although neither of them remember that now.

Fates Torn Again (he/she) (toyhouse) is a younger Iterator who, paradoxically, is both best friends with WT and has a secret vendetta against NS. Is it really just jealousy? Or is there something more to it? MISCELLANOUS STUFF:

NWB has a pet lizard, Slinky (who at one point got the Mark of Communication), and NS has a pet lizard-slugcat hybrid, 33. You can see more of those little guys on the askblog! Both Iterators are also part of an entire local group, who you can read about here — the characters from it will show up in the story and be important (specifically WT, CD and FTA, but others will also play a role). THE CURRENT STORYLINE: NWB opens his broadcasts and begins receiving anonymous messages. That's cool. However, after a bit, he starts getting messages about the Ancients, specifically about how they mistreated him. Which is not something he wants to think about! Ever! But everyone just keeps bringing them up, and NWB ends up having a breakdown over it, all his repressed emotions coming to the surface and making themselves known.

After he is forced to finally start unpacking his issues, he stops messaging NS — who, by the way, he's kind of enemies with! They're the entire opposite of everything he stands for, and he just thinks they suck, and they say they hate him anyway, so he usually only interacts with them to troll them or something (even though they both did share a few good moments together sometimes).

But anyways — he stops messaging NS, who, by this time, has gotten used to talking to NWB (and slightly started caring about him because of that, and started getting slightly worried because of the radio silence, but they'd never ever admit it). After fighting with themself over it, NS, with little warning, decides to contact NWB to see how he's doing, which results in, well...

So, now NWB has to deal with both the Ancients' and NS' bullshit (as well as some not-so-pleasant memories), and he crumbles under the pressure just a little bit. He decides to take a break from receiving messages (he goes to host the Iterator OC Swag Awards specifically, which you would think would be a non-canon event, but, err...) and instead lets NS take the wheel.

Long story short: they do not have a good time. Despite being painfully aware of the fact that they messed up, they try their hardest to avoid admitting it. In the end, after a panic attack regarding their past leaves them vulnerable, their conscience sneaks up on them and forces them to face everything they've been trying to ignore. NS doesn't take it too well and also stops responding to messages, even though they do still read them.

They decide to go to Weaving Tales, their mentor and close friend, for help, who tells them to own up to their mistakes and apologize. So that's what NS does. Or, at least, tries to do—it doesn’t go like they expected at all, but maybe that’s for the better? The both of them make up, in the end, a new start to their relationship. And—even though they do come across some bumps in the road—it seems to be the start of something good.

Well, keyword: seems. Because while NS is indeed trying to be better like they promised, and while they have fun answering messages together with NWB, they keep speaking out of turn. They come to the conclusion that, perhaps this one time, NWB isn't the problem, they are.

So how does NS deal with this information? They do some research on how to improve your relationships with people. And it actually works! Look! See? Or, wait, that's not right... Why does Wayback look so bothered? Could it be that Sep's self-improvement plan actually made everything... worse? Well, there goes that idea. But hey, at least now they know they should be (2% more) honest with each other.

...aaaaaaand that's where the story is currently at! congrats! !!! you now know what's going on in the cream iterator oc universe!!!!! i'll try to update this post as more stuff gets revealed so, er, check this out if you ever feel lost about what's happening? i hope i've explained everything well. like i said at the top of the post, i tried to include everything important, but there's still some stuff that is worth seeing!! so go look boy (plural)

[lizcameron]

Part of His World | Part Two

Pairing: JJ Maybank x fem!reader

Summary: Y/n was just trying to get out of town, running from her family and her past. When her dirt bike breaks down in Kildare, JJ Maybank swoops in to help her. Forced to stick around for a while, Y/n begins to fall in love with JJ and his tight-knit family of outcasts. The longer she stays, the harder it becomes to leave OBX as she knows she must.

Word Count: 1707

Warning(s): slight angst

Entering the chateau to a crowd of friendly strangers who all jumped up to greet you and JJ upon your arrival had been almost overwhelming but somewhat warming.

JJ had vaguely introduced you as the door swung shut. “This is my new friend, Y/N. She’s just passing through town.”

John B. had given you a genuine smile and light side-hug. “Welcome to my humble abode. We’re just about to hit the water,” he’d said.

Sarah had pulled you into a long, tight embrace. “It’s so lovely to meet you. It’ll be nice to have another girl along for the day,” she squealed, a glint of something in her eye as she looked at JJ after releasing you.

Kiara was less friendly than the others. She waved two fingers at you from across the room with what looked like a forced smile. She looked just as wary as you felt.

Pope extended a hand toward you, which you gladly took, much preferring this formal greeting to those from the more tactilely-inclined. “Nice to meet you, Y/N. I’m Pope. Any friend of JJ’s is a friend of ours,” he offered.

Now you sat on the bow of the HMS Pogue as JJ and his friends all sipped beers. Sarah and Kie had their feet in the water, and John B. and Pope were casting fishing lines off the other side of the boat. JJ sat several feet away from you just enjoying the conversation. You had been listening to stories of their adventures, learning a bit more about each of them personally.

From what you gathered, they were all orphaned in some way or another. Pope, Kie, and Sarah had each had a falling out with their families and adopted this group as their only family. John B. was actually orphaned, and JJ had been abandoned by both parents, each in their own turn.

JJ had looked down at his hands sullenly after sharing that bit of his history since everyone else was practically offering their entire life story. You stared at his profile, your soul reaching out just barely to this boy who just might understand you if you could ever let anyone in. When JJ felt your stare he looked up, flashing you a smile, and you quickly turned away.

JJ seemed to be the type of person who made friends easily, and judging by the stories his friends had been relaying to you, he also loved unconditionally and protected fiercely. You almost remembered what that was like, but the last person you thought truly cared for you had walked out your front door eight months ago and hadn’t been heard from since.

A loud splash brought you back to the present. You looked over to see the last of the others jumping into the water. JJ removed his shirt before reaching a hand out to you.

“C’mon. It’s blazing out here. Let’s cool off,” he proposed. You couldn’t help but smile at the giggles and playful shouts coming from the water. You slipped off your shoes, took JJ’s hand, and followed him off the edge of the boat.

After swimming for a while and laying out on the boat to dry, the group returned to the dock to clean the fish the boys had caught and grill an early dinner. As soon as the Pogue had docked, everyone went their separate ways to fulfill their respective duties in preparing for dinner. You stayed behind with JJ as he ensured the boat was clean before he left it. The group of friends seemed to have a nice routine, as if they spent days all together like this all the time. You longed for that sense of belonging.

“Do all the others live here together?” you asked casually.

“Nah, just JB and Sarah. Pope and Kie are roommates at the only decent apartment complex on The Cut, and I live alone. The Chateau has just always been our gathering place,” JJ explained.

He gave you a hand up onto the dock and began loading your arms with gear before grabbing his own haul. “You got it?” he asked, and you nodded. 

Just as he stacked the last tackle under your chin, you dropped a pole. As you reached to catch it with your foot so it wouldn’t fall into the water, you lost your footing on an uneven board. You fell backward into the water, all the gear you were carrying toppling over onto the dock and some in the water with you.

“Oh shit,” JJ exclaimed as he leapt into the water to help you chuck the floating items onto the dock two feet above your head. Once everything was retrieved, JJ swam to you.

“Y/N, are you okay?” JJ asked, a little panic in his voice.

You began to laugh, and JJ joined in with you. The two of you were unable to stop for a couple of minutes before the laughter subsided. When you were finally able to catch your breath, JJ reached out to you, fingering something in your hair.

“Here, you’ve got a weed in your hair,” he says, pulling it out. His fingers brush your cheek as he pulled away, and you gave a small gasp. Your eyes locked on his, and his gaze was an intense ocean blue, holding you captive for a moment. JJ’s hand reached back up to touch your cheek just as the trance was broken.

“You guys finished messin’ around? Grill is hot,” Kiara barked out before storming back up the dock.

After a very delicious dinner of grilled fish, corn, and potatoes, you followed Sarah inside to help with the dishes. You dried while she washed and told you where everything went. Halfway through the job and some small talk, Sarah decided to try to break through your mystery.

“So what’s your story, Y/N? JJ said you’re just passing through?” she asked.

“Yeah, I’m headed for the mainland. JJ just happened to be driving by when my dirt bike broke down. He patched it up for me,” you explained.

She smirked, thinking of the chances JJ would happen upon a damsel on a dirt bike. “Oh, you’re just vacationing down here?”

“No, I’m from the OBX. There’s just nothing left for me here, and I’ve never left the island,” you trailed off.

Sarah gave a concerned look. “Where’s your family? Surely you’ll come back to visit them,” she presumed.

You shook your head, contemplating how much to share. After a moment of silence, you figured there was no point to your secrecy. You’d never see Sarah again, and it was nice to have someone to confide in for once.

“My mom died six years ago. My dad is,” you paused, trying to think of a mild way to put it. “Completely different, I guess. It was kind of my older brother and I against the world until he left almost a year ago. I can’t stay here taking care of that… drunken idiot anymore. I’m leaving for myself,” you spewed.

Sarah was quiet for a long minute. Your cheeks began to burn from your embarrassment. Nobody was interested in your sob story. You should have made up another lie.

“You know,” Sarah began, pulling you from your self-deprecating thoughts. “Your past is not unlike JJ’s. His family is complicated too; all of ours are. Maybe there’s a reason it was JJ who happened to find you,” she suggested.

You snickered, pretending to be oblivious to what she was insinuating. “Yeah, I’d probably still be tinkering with that bike or walking by now,” you uttered with an unconvincing laugh.

Just then, JJ appeared in the entrance of the kitchen. “Ya’ ready to head back, Y/N? Be dark soon,” he said, pointing a thumb behind him toward the door.

On the way back to JJ’s house, you slid some money into his cup holder since he insisted you didn’t need to pay him for his help.

“It took all of three minutes, and I already have the oil,” he’d said resolutely.

Now in the little shop behind his house, he topped off the oil in the crankcase of your dirt bike. He took a few steps toward you as he wiped his hands on a shop rag before setting it down on the workbench you were leaning on.

“Thanks for spending the day with us. It was nice to have someone new tag along,” JJ said, stalling for time, not wanting to be out of your company just yet.

You held up your hands in gratitude. “Thank you for everything - the bike, dinner, a great day. It felt so nice to be carefree for a while. Your friends are great,” you mused. “I really should be going, though. Can you point me in the direction of the ferry terminal? This detour has me a little turned around,” you admitted.

JJ glanced at the clock on the wall. “Sure but the last ferry left an hour ago. There’s not another one until 7 in the morning,” he said.

You closed your eyes and clenched your fist, whispering, “Fuck.”

Your mind raced a mile a minute. It’d be okay, right? You’d been gone all day. You were 50 miles away. There’s no way your dad would find you in the backwoods of Kildare. You could camp out and hop on the first ferry out of there.

JJ sensed your panic and placed a hand on your shoulder, pulling you from your despair. “Hey, relax. Why don’t you stay here tonight? You can thank me by having breakfast with me in the morning, then I’ll drop you off at the ferry as early as you want,” he offered.

You visibly relaxed as you looked into those ocean eyes. JJ was right. What was a few more hours? It was entirely possible that your dad didn’t care enough to look for you anyway.

“You’re sure I’m not imposing?” you ask cautiously.

JJ smirked. “I would not pass up a chance to have you in my bed,” he joked, laughing when your eyes went wide. “C’mon, I’ll take the floor,” he said as he pulled you along by the hand, electricity shooting up your arm at his touch.

@obaex @pankowperfection

[short-black-diamond]

The greatest estate developer x female!witch!reader Chapter one, Chapter two:

Word count: 5.8 k

I did not proofread.

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After you guys helped the sand and steel tribe with their resource and workout problem, the men and you gathered around. you didn't know why though, but you'd soon find out.

"We, the sand and steel tribe, feel a deep gratitude to you, Lloyd the human, and ____ the witch, oink.", Akush, Arosh's father, exclaimed.

And as good as he could act, Lloyd humbly replied: "You are too kind... I was merely fulfilling the terms of our contract."

"It was actually rather fun to make the ice.", you stated. you mostly enjoyed playing with Lloyd with the water as you two splashed each other and you guys even being able to make snow, which resulted in a snowball fight. Javier surprisingly joined in the fun. You thought you caught him having a little smile as well.

"We orcs are different from you humans, oink. We do not just take things for granted because of a contract, oink.

When we are grateful, we show it, oink. Therefore, I, Akush of the sand and steel tribe, will make a vow to you, Lloyd, oink.", the leader started and a 'FWOOSH' sound erupted.

You knew what that meant and you grinned like the perv you were.

"From this moment, I declare the family of Lloyd Frontera and the sand and steel tribe...", and he struck a body-builder pose, his underlings behind him along, "...blood brothers, oink!"

'God, this is so much better than any explicit book I've read so far!', you thought excitedly as you zeroed on every single muscle and handsome face you could muster in front of you.

However, you flinched when the 120 orcs behind you, Javier and Lloyd struck the same pose as the orcs in front of you. "Blood brothers!", they chanted.

and you couldn't help from giggling like an idiot as you were salivating when Arosh's father flexed his right arm to you guys, right in front of you, just six feet away. "The Fronteras are our friends! An enemy of the Fronteras is an enemy of our tribe! If anyone should cause you trouble, we will be at your side!"

While you were busy ogling at the hundreds of men with a heavy blush and imagining all the dirty things they could do to you, and Javier deadpanning at the many men but also noticing your face and deadpanning at you as well, Lloyd was busy staring ahead.

"Long live the sand and steel tribe!", he then yelled, while flexing his arm. When you took notice of him, you only stared at his less-toned arm. "...what?"

You just turned to the orcs again and started to smirk. He deadpanned at you as well. "Really?", but you didn't listen.

...

as you guys were arriving back to town, the townspeople were frightened. meanwhile, you were asking Arosh about his workout routine. you were just a little pervy shit, with the way you blinked at him with your big doe eyes in faux wonder, and also asked to see his muscles. You also took notice of his heavy gulp and sweet, pink blush when you caressed his biceps as you muttered something along the lines of his hard work paying off. But, it didn't look like the Orc was against your special attention to his body. If anything, he relished the way you touched and gazed at him.

and seeing you being so close to the leader's son...made Lloyd...jealous? He never felt that. He never had a girlfriend in his past life. But for all he knew is that he didn't like that feeling. And he liked even less how you touched the pushover Orc.

As for Javier, he watched you with an unreadable expression, as always actually. But also Javier Asrahan felt something uncomfortable inside him when he saw you with that Orc.

Now you guys were in one of the baron's chambers as you examined the many magical objects. Some of them were actually rather new to you. "Where did you get these from?"

"A dark sorcerer." "What? Did you guys fight him?"

"Kinda."

However, you felt the scene in front of you rather cute; Lloyd sitting around and looking through stuff reminded you of a child, rummaging through its many presents and toys.

He held a big orange circle, then a crystallised skull, and now, he held a grey book. Javier went closer to him and stealing glances of what stood in the book while you sat down and leaned closer to Lloyd. He blushed a little when your thighs touched his.

"Is there anything of monetary value?", the knight asked. Javier also felt a pang of pain here again when you put your hands on Lloyd's hand to stop changing the pages. Lloyd flinched and looked at you with big eyes, but yours were concentrated on the content. You must've caught something interesting. As you snatched the book from the young Frontera-to which Lloyd protested with a 'hmpf!'-, Lloyd answered: "I'm not sure...I'm looking first to see if there is anything we can use before seeling it..."

"Wow, this book teaches you how to let a corpse work for you!", you laughed, but Lloyd turned serious. "...Really?"

"...Yeah? can't you read what it says?", you asked, confused as to why Lloyd asked you that. He took a look at the page where you stopped him. Then he snatched the book back and and quickly took his jacket.

"____! Come with me! Javier! I need to head ot the mine! I'll leave you to tidy up the rest!"

And as if on reflex, you pulled him to your broom where he sat behind you and you two dashed ahead. "Leave the books here though and put everything else in my room!", you yelled before you two left the room.

Javier sighed as he looked at the mess.

...

"Tordes! Where's Tordes?!", Lloyd called as soon as he landed on safe grounds. You kept sitting on your broom and looked around. 'Whoah, here are many workers...!'

"Who's Tordes?", you asked while looking around. Also here, you took notice rather quickly of the building muscles of the men around here. You were growing a little dizzy by the lack of oxygen and more by the amount of sweat which 'sexily flows down their arms and necks! Aahhh~-', so you made a bubble with many holes which let air out. The air was much better now, and it also seemed like the workers had noticed as they thanked you. You smiled. And you blushed.

Pervy little piece of shit.

"You were looking for me, my lord?", a meek looking young lad asked, eyes lost from life, cheeks hollow and the big nose making him appear pathetic. (Nothing against big nosed ppl, like Doja Cat said, she'd like to sit on ppl w/ big noses. also love y'all <3)

He had green hair which was disshelved, and his pickaxe was resting on his back. However, a heavy blush settled on his cheeks when he saw you. You, who sat so gracefully on a broom, your thighs spilling from the sides which got cut off your dress and thigh highs making your thighs appear more thick. you little belly pudge was also to die for. Your deep cleavage with your rather larger than average chest made Tordes gulp. And your face was also the one's of an angel...!

"Ah, there you are! I have some good news!", Lloyd exclaimed as he felt the poor guy's strong stare at you. Lloyd'd wipe the sparkle of the young pervert's eyes away in an instant. You just waved with a small smile.

Tordes blushed more. 'Was Lloyd bringing me a woman? If yes, then-'

"You remember the terms of your contract? The bit about working for 520 years.", to which Tordes affirmed with a "ah...yes...".

"If you think about it...that was ridiculous, right? That clause was a bit of a joke. But now you don't have to worry anymore!", the baron's son smiled as he took out the book.

you frowned. 'what did he want to show Tordes? And what contract-'

"Here, there's a spell that can turn a corpse into a ghoul I can control!"

"Lloyd!? Why would you do that?!", you yelped. You were outraged. "Don't you have any pity on him?!"

But the Frontera son wasn't listening. "That means you can work the whole 520 years! Isn't that exciting?! Sounds fun, right?!"

while you were looking from one man to the other with a panicked expression, to Tordes, who just looked at Lloyd, and Lloyd, who then turned serious.

"Hey...am I the only one excited about this?

...Smile."

Tordes cried while mustering up a crooked smile.

"Lloyd, how dare you do that?! ...H-How about we make another deal?! You take off 480 years off the debt he has to work for you- which I will cover- and just let him work for forty years?! There, he could work for you until he gets old! Wouldn't that be better?! Please leave the poor Tordes be!"

Lloyd gave you one of his devillish grins and you didn't fight the urge to slap him this time.

"STOP IT WITH THE GRIMACE!!! THAT'S WHY YOU'RE GONNA STAY SINGLE FOREVER!", you yelled after you gave him a bitch slap.

And that seemed to pull him back to his senses. Albeit a little only. But still. The thought behind it counted.

"...Fine, I'm not gonna turn you into a worker even after you're dead. You're lucky ____ was here to rescue you, even though she showed me this page-" "I didn't know that you'd come to such evil thoughts!-"

"So keep up the great work. You can do it.", he "encouraged", as he lead you away from Tordes with one of his hands on your back. You noticed that his large hand reached from one end of your waist to the other and you felt your cheeks warming up when his thumb carresed the back of your spine.

"Bye Tordes, and sorry for bothering you with that!", you called back as you waved. Tordes waved back with a happy smile and rosy cheeks now.

...

You tucked your broom away while following Lloyd who was looking for his parents. You still had to recover from the fact that the townspeople here didn't look at you weirdly. You were a witch, after all. Maybe it's because you didn't look like an Orc? No, Orcs were even prettier than you, if anything.

You were for sure happy when the mine-workers thanked you for making oxygen-bubbles which allowed them to breathe more air and also help them cool off.

"Pardon me...The Baron is in the reception room. He has some guests..."

"Huh? Which guests?"

"Um...Mr. Shiloh and Mr. Meatloaf."

Lloyd stayed solent for a moment before he turned around to go to the reception room while his face was about to form more unnatural-

But you slapped him again. This time more hard. "WOULD YOU STOP DOING THAT!?!?!? The poor maid here is scared by the faces you pull off!"

Lloyd ignored the harsh sting of your slap and pulled you towards said room. Now in front of it, you made a spell which allowed you and Lloyd to listen to the conversation. Suddenly, Arosh appeared and asked you in a hushed whisper what you two were doing.

"Lloyd's dad's collegues seem to be not so nice to him.", you spoke easily, having already understood that Arosh wouldn't understand anything else you'd say when you asked about anything other than meat and workouts or muscles. So baby talk it was.

"Why are they not nice to him? Do I have to interfere?", he asked, but you gently pulled him down. "No, we'll wait a little longer.", and right after you ended your sentence did you hear the first words of the conversation.

"So, Baron, you already know...our policy is to receive the principal of the loan in a single repayment. However, just this once, we will make a special arrangement so you can repay 10% of the principal", Sir Meatloaf, Lloyd guessed, said.

Then, Sir Meatloaf spoke again. "That is, if you hand over the rights to the mine.", and that made you and Lloyd frown at each other.

Lloyd's father remained mute. This time, Mr. Shiloh raised his voice. "Why are you not answering us, Baron? It will reduce your interest payment. This would be good for you, would it not?"

And now, it seemed that Lloyd didn't want to hear anymore of their crap and knocked while you whooshed away your spell. After knocking on the door a few times, Lloyd spoke: "My lord, it's Llyod, may I enter?"

"Oh, yes, please come in!", the father answered.

As Lloyd and you came in, you unfortunately didn't miss the way the two grown men were ogling at your figure which made you a little self conscious and also uncomfortable, but luckily, Lloyd went in front of you to grab their attention. With a sugarsweet smile and a bittersweet voice, Lloyd asked them about their well-being.

but you were annoyed by how little they seemed to respect the baron's son. "If you think about threatening us again, you can buzz off. Here, we have an official invitation.", the fatso spoke who must've been undoubtedly Mr Meatloaf.

But the shown paper didn't seem to draw your partner's attention in the slightest. "Oh, of course you do. You are intellectuals after all, haha. I couldn't help but overhear the amaaaazing offer you were giving us. May I be so bold to suggest an offer of my own?"

'Why is Mr. Meatloaf answering all the questions? Shiloh over there seems to be mute...', you thought when you heard the brash voice of Meatloaf declining the offer halfheartedly, but got interrupted by Lloyd again.

"Going forward, we will repay our depths in smaller tranches. You will of course lower the interest accordingly."

"I said I did not want to hear it! How dare you!", to which the Frontera son only 'Hmm?'ed.

"so you two can spit out crappy offers but I can't? Well, that makes me angry.", and as if on cue, Arosh appeared.

"Who dares....", Arosh started, as he stepped in, and glaring at the two men in front of him with an ice cold glare -to which you blushed heavily-, "...to anger my Frontera brother, oink?"

Lloyd only smiled next to him innocently. You wanted to laugh at them, but you burst out laughing when you looked at the two men who were sitting in front of the Baron. They looked like they'd shit their pants any moment now.

Arosh didn't seem to be finished, as he repeated what his father said in his own words. "Anyone who causes trouble to the Fronteras...will be destroyed with the full force of the sand and steel tribe, oink."

Lloyd punched Arosh's left 'juicy, hot, big!' pectoral lightly and you bit your tongue not to whimper when it jiggled. 'Damn you Lloyd, that hand of yours should be my hand!'

"Come on, my friend. Who's angering who? No, no."

"No, oink. It sounded like they were shouting at Lloyd, oink."

"No, he just has a loud voice. Now, about my offer... what do you think? Should you refuse it...you might hurt my feelings.", he spoke calmly, but his face said otherwise.

"If you hurt Frontera's feelings, I'll tear you to pieces, oink.", Arosh growled and you whimpered quietly. It was a miracle how nobody seemed to pay attention to you, really.

Sadly, you had to refrain yourself to bitch-slap him across the room. 'wait, if I slap Lloyd, will Arosh slap me? That would be a cost I'd be willing to take...!'

But before anything else could happen, the two idiots signed a new contract and ran away.

Now, you were praising Arosh for standing up for Lloyd, and Arosh was blushing furiously while thanking you while averting his eyes and stuttering. After Lloyd deadpanned at you two, he faced his "dad".

"If I would have things my way, I would cancel the debt completely, but that would be a crime, so we will have to make do with these changes."

"Ah...y-yes. Thank you.", The Baron sweatdropped.

"the ondol construction business is gradually expanding, and the mining of soft coal is going smoothly. We'll be able to pay off the debths in no time."

With the rolled paper in hand, Lloyd went over to the baron and handed it over to him. The baron hesitantly took the paper. Your attention was brought to Lloyd, and Arosh pouted cutely at your loss of attention to him.

"As the one named on the contract, please keep it safe."

"Sure..."

You watched the baron with curiousity. 'The father seems to be pretty chill, but also clueless at times. Otherwise he looks like a good man.'

Lloyd had, as always, something else to say.

"However...we do have one big problem. If we don't solve this, it will be serious.", the Frontera son started before pointing his thumb back to Arosh. "These guys eat ten times more than normal humans. The cost of feeding them is huge, so if this continues we may gain more debt, heh heh..."

You frowned when you heard of this. 'Why isn't he asking me? I have the perfect spell for that!'

"I can help with that, Lloyd.", you interfered, and effectively stopping the poor father from having a nervous breakdown. "You can? Why didn't you tell me?"

"Because you never asked?"

"I-...oh wait I thought I asked you...huh, what kind of spell could you do?"

"Well, for one, I can duplicate an animal twenty times its size, but I need to brew a potion for that. Or I could play an instrument, which would make more animals. Hmmm....for other spells, I'll have to look in one of my books..."

"Really? Then that's good! Wonderful! Jeez, ____, what can't you do?"

"Raise people from the dead?...at least, not yet."

And you two broke out laughing. Arosh and Lloyd's father only looked at you with a bewildered expression.

...

Again, you had to follow Lloyd to the mine, because the workers couldn't drag an Orc away who was working more than a day.

"Where!? Where is it?!"

"It's that Orc over there! He's been working for 24 hours non-stop!", a nameless worker informed, pointing to another good-looking Orc.

"...____?", he asked -for you to do your magic- but you only stared at the Orc in shock. However, you felt a deep rush of blood going up your head that you became dizzy.

"Wow...what a .... hardworking man...", you mumbled as you gently took the Orc in the air. As the orc was fumbling around, obviously not used to flying in the air, you had a heavy blush.

"ARRGH! I DON'T WANT TO REST, OINK! I WANT TO WORK OUT, OINK! MY MUSCLES, OOOINK!", the Orc screamed as he flew behind you who had to bring him out to the open. You also renewed your spell on the oxygen bubbles.

'I...I won't be able to last any longer when I see more of those muscles and handsome faces...!', you thought as you walked with Lloyd towards Arosh.

He gave you a questioning look but you only smiled with your eyes closed. Good thing that you could still sense their individual core-manas. 'Don't open your eyes, ____! Don't you dare open your eyes!'

"Wages? You mean money, oink? We Orcs have no need for money, oink. Us Ocs only ask that our bellies are full, oink.", the leader's son of the sand and steel tribe answered to one of Lloyd's questions.

After you brought out the overworking Orc and casting him with a sleeping spell, you turned to Lloyd. "I didn't eat anything all day, is it okay if I grab a bite?" "Sure, no problem."

"Would you like something as well? I can only cook half as good as I can do magic, but I think I'll manage for an apple pie.", you asked after you and Lloyd went around a bit, taking a walk. And as always, the path lead to his father's house.

"I'd love to eat something sweet later. But I do have one question. How did you stop the lava Bangul shot when it was only mere inches away from you? Didn't you say that you didn't have any mana?"

You pondered for a moment. "You're right, I've never thought about that to be honest... maybe it's because witches have hundreds of more mana hearts than humans. I have my core-mana, spirit-mana, sould-mana, ghost-mana, mind-mana, and many more. But, It seems like I've only reached ten so far. The one that I unlocked when the lava shot me must've been my reflex-mana."

"Reflex-mana?"

"This mana allows the body to use magic, but only in a life-or-death situation. That's why I could stop the lava. If you don't understand what I mean then I can gladly explain it once you're done talking to your father."

He gave you a perplexed expression. "How did you know that I was going to my father?"

You smiled at him. "Because whenever there is trouble, you talk to him and Javier. It's actually nice having a father who listens to you, isn't it?", and Lloyd saw you for the first time with a sad smile.

"Please cherish each relationship with the people here. Especially the one's whom you feel closest with."

And you had a hardened expression again.

You two walked for a moment, and then Lloyd spoke again. "You know...you never actually told me anything about you. Where are you from? Is it far away? How are your parents? Did you have many friends from where you came from?"

You chuckled. "I'm from the west, Lloyd. I can't tell you how far away my hometown is, but I can tell you that it took me three years from there to here. Without magic, that is. The witches in my town were just...arrogant pricks, to be honest. My parents...wanted me to get married to an older man with much wealth and he was also a high-ranking sorcerer. I didn't have many friends back there, actually. I also had a cat, Seseg...but she died. And you know whose foult that was? The mother of the man I should have been betrothed to. Can you believe it? Killing an innocent creature?

And that's when I lost it. My parents then blamed me for Seseg's death, the townspeople looked down on me, the girls I thought were my friends turned against me as well, and I thought that I had no other choice but to leave.

However, it was the best decision I could make, even when I lost my core mana in the process."

"Because you met me, Javier and Arosh?"

"Mainly because I met you, Lloyd."

You gave him a look of gratitude, which made the young Frontera blush. And you didn't stop there.

"When I first met you, I thought you were just another one of those greedy bastard-humans, who only wanted money and would do anything, even dirty tricks, to achieve what you wanted.

But you're so so sooo much nicer than that. Even though it might look like you're robbing the people of their coins, you're worrying about their well-being as well, and you only trick the ones who really deserve it and you're a great listener, I noticed now.

It's...a nice exchange from what I've been through, actually. And thank you for not ordering me to pay up, ahahhhaahahahaha.

....But really, Llyod, ...thank you."

"J-jeez, no need to thank me!"

"Stop being so humble and accept my gratitude, Lloyd. Even just this once."

You gave him another look and he blushed a little more.

"F-fine...You're welcome, ____."

...

'So...let's look at these little treasures...', you thought as you examined the many objects you instructed Javier to place into your room. 'A little look at the artefacts and then an apple pie of gratitude for Lloyd! ...maybe Javier would like some too? I'll just bake two pies...!'

As you looked through the books, you were surprised by the amount of new knowledge you got. But there was also a book which resembled a diary. You were really confused when you looked at the chronical notes the person took. 'Why are there so many animal skulls? And in an abandoned place? What is this??'

And then, that familiar symbol. You shrieked.

'I HAVE TO TELL LLOYD!', cue to you quickly riding on your broom to tell the young Frontera. But you stopped. 'Maybe I can take care of this myself...? But I'm scared! Oh, what should I do? Maybe keep researching? I could just...look around? Yeah, a quick check on that place and then I'm done!'

But you changed the direction, back to your room. 'What if there's more?'

Now, you were feeling helpless. there were like, fifty other books, and the notes taken last were a few weeks ago. You had to look at all the books to make an announcement, otherwise: 'Lloyd would either make fun of me or scold me when I would say something that might not even be based on true events...I sure hope this is a lie...!'

And after you speed-read a few of the books which looked similar to the diary, but without the same contents, you called it an hour. 'After I bake those pies, my brain will be fresh!...still, I should at least tell Lloyd what I found out...but why can't he read that language? It's written in the basic language here! Or maybe they have some sort of...other way of writing it? I'll need to check for myself.'

It was a nice day, given that it was past noon and you were enjoying the gentle breezes.

"____? What brings you here?", the familiar voice of Lloyd's father asked. "Oh, Mr. Frontera, what a surprise! I was just about to look for some apple seeds."

"Apple seeds? For what?"

"So that I can grow my own trees. I wanted to bake an apple pie for Lloyd as gratitude for welcoming me with open arms and offering me to be of help for him. Back in my hometown, something such as gratitude didn't exist, so I'd like to try it out."

That made the older man laugh. "That's nice to hear. Do you have other stories of your hometown which you'd like to share? Also, why don't you join me and my wife for afternoon tea? We could bake the pies together as well and then drink it together!"

You were touched by his kind words. "I would love that, Mr. Frontera."

...

"Simply. Amazing.", Mr. Frontera's wife said as she watched you place the apple seeds to the ground, heard you casting a spell, and 'plop!' a tree grew!

"And can you do that with other fruits as well?!", she asked enthusiasticly (<-is this how it's spelled?) as you nodded. "give me the seed of the fruit you like and see how many trees are carrying your lovely fruits."

"Please let me adopt you."

"Wha-"

"Ahahahahahah! My love, please! Don't hit her with that question!"

After half an hour later, the pies were fresh and you left two for Lloyd and Javier. The pies themselved tasted utterly delicious.

But what you loved the most was the black tea they served. "This...is the best tea I've drank so far! Do you know how many times I had to redo my tea for it to lead to such a close taste to this perfection?!", you exclaimed outraged, but swooning at the nice taste.

The parents exchanged knowing looks. "Well, you can drink tea any time of day you want. Under one condition...", she spoke, giving you a serious look.

"Can't I just make some more herbs for the tea?"

"No."

"Oh, well-"

"We have a few questions about you and our son, Lloyd. Then we'll give you the herbs."

"Oh, then ask ahead!"

They exchanged another look and you grew a little suspicious. "The thing is...we'd like to know if you like him."

"Of course I do! He was one of the first humans who actually welcomed me with open arms-albeit threatening me with fees at first-but still!-"

"And what if we look at it from a romantic perspective?", the mother chimed in. She coquettishly smiled at you.

That made you halt. 'Romantic? Me? With Lloyd?', you blushed a little at the thought of being together with him, but you didn't even know him that well.

"With all my respect, I can only give you my greatest gratitude for your hospitality towards me and treating me accordingly nice.

However, I only know you and him for a few days. Although Lloyd is handsome and has a brain for estates and robbing the bad guys off their money, as well as fighting evil, I suppose, I cannot help but wonder more about him.

If I'd like to look at him in a romantic way, I would ask him about everything he likes, help him when needed, and give him my unconditional love. But as I said before, I don't know him enough to actually fall in love with him. for us to have a romantic relationshio, I'd like to know him more than just the basic information I got from him.

And to be completely honest with you, Mrs. and Mr. Frontera, I've ran away from home for that exact reason. I fled from my hometown because of an unhappy arranged marriage to an older man whom I couldn't imagine spending even a second with, let alone the rest of my life. And so, I've never experienced love.

So I'm sorry, but I can not tell you more than that."

"...you fled because of an arranged marriage?...oh my...", the woman spoke, looking at you with utmost pity.

"I am sorry that we, uh, pressed you to that topic, miss ____. I truly am. Please forgive us."

"It is alright. I can for sure say though that Lloyd is a great man and an even greater friend."

"You know, a few months ago, he was not like that. He drank and drank and drank. He was a tyran. He gambled away his life and we had our concerns with him. But then, after one night where he was completely drunk, and when he woke up, he was a complete other person!", the father spoke now in a hushed whisper.

"What? Really?"

"Yes! He- he did all those crazy things with this-these odol houses, and building a mine? And now you taught him to make ice and snow!", the mother continued, to which you laughed sheepishly.

"ahah, you saw us play with the snow, right?"

"At least Javier found it funny enough to join, even if you started making him your target with the snowballs and he had to flee from you guys."

You three laughed at that. "Yeah, it was really fun...we should do it again, sometime.", you spoke, and the couple could see the fondness in your eyes. This time, they exchanged a smile while you looked into your cup with a smile and a small blush.

"And now, he helped me with that contract, and you can make more animals. And Lloyd is somewhere out there in our small town, and wants to grow food in the old wasteland. I wonder how long it will take him to grow it."

'what a great father. Not questioning if he'll make it, but when. I wish my dad was like that...'

"With my help, it wouldn't take long, Mr. Frontera. Also, if you have any other concerns, I'm always going to do my best to aid you as well. We witches may be arrogant, but we hold our promises."

"You are anything but arrogant, miss ____!"

"Yes! You are by far the only woman who stayed close to Lloyd this far! And I mean it as a compliment, given the grimaces he seems to form now!"

"Ugh, everytime he does that, I just want to-to slap it out of his face. Doesn't he know that if he makes that grimace too long or too deep, his handsome face will be ruined?"

'"Handsome"?', the married couple thought as they listened to you ramble about Lloyd and what you didn't like about him, which wasn't much, actually.

"...and so, I made another deal with him to leave poor Tordes alone. But what about that wasteland you two talked about? Is it far away?"

"Not really, just a long walk, maybe two or three hours?"

"Yes, I think so too-"

"Hello, mother, father.", their 'son''s voice called as he entered after a short knock. You stood up. "Oh, hey ____!"

"Hey Lloyd, your parents told me about a wasteland you were about to turn into a food-garden? Why didn't you tell me about it?"

Lloyd didn't mean to eavesdrop when he was about to knock on the door, but when he heard your voice, he stopped before his knuckles could touch the wood.

You were complaining about his handsome face getting ruined by the grimace-

Wait.

'Did you just say "handsome"?!'

And that's how Lloyd came in with a blush. 'You really think I'm handsome?!', was all he could think of when he saw your pouty lips and your furrowed brows.

'Cute.'

"well, I wanted it to be a-a surprise! Yep! And, well, you just haaad to ask, didn't cha?"

"A surprise? For me? For what?"

"For helping me, of course!"

"I actually must help you and work for you to decrease the debt of my own and the 480 years of Tordes."

"Psshhhh, who'd think of that?! C'mon, take your broom and I'll lead you there and I'll show you-"

"Wait. There is something important I found out about the sorcerer. It'd be best if I told you now, but I also baked you and Javier some pie- where's he, anyways?", you interrupted and asked as you looked behind Lloyd. No Javier.

"Huh, I swore I've seen him- oh, there he is.", Lloyd said and you and his parents looked over to the knight who was standing by the pies you baked.

"Oh, Javier, there you are!", you called and made your way over there-but not wihtout pulling Lloyd by his hand towards the cloudy-haired man. He gulped.

'her hands are so small compared to mine...and...they're soft...!'

"There are two- where's the second one?"

"...I ate it."

"Did you bake us pies?", Lloyd asked. He knew where you where by the smell of fresh baked apples, but no pie.

"Yeah...", you answered, looking at Javier, who was mustering up his best innocent puppy dog eyes for you to not be mad at him.

"You bake extraordinary well, ____-", Javier praised, but got interrupted by an angry Lloyd.

"DON'T CHANGE THE SUBJECT, JAVIER!!! ONE PIE WAS MADE FOR ME!!!", Lloyd yelled and grabbed Javier, who was putting the last piece as slowly as possible into his mouth, and thus only angering his master further.

"I can bake more if-"

"YES PLEASE!!!", the two grown men yelled in unision at you.

You sighed. "Alrighty..."

Mr. Frontera exchanged concerned and pitying looks about you to his wife, who did the same.

'The info-dumping will have to wait. I'll also have to ask why Lloyd couldn't read the language...and when will I tell him about my personal secret?', you thought before you made new dough while Mrs. Frontera plucked new apples for you.

...

Hey hey hey~! How are my precious readers?! sorry for not bringing some requests, I just wanted to keep writing that story so bad, and now we're here!

also I hope you could read through the 5.8 k words ☠☠☠☠

Can you guess what ____'s personal secret is? And no, I didn't write it in the story, so there will be no spoiler about it.

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7 of pentacles, the tower, queen of cups, king of pentacles

things are going really well, probably just as they planned career wise and in personal life, the tower seems like a messy but good change considering the other cards.

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2 of wands, the fool, death, the star

silly silly, having fun, planning and working, he's having a good time, very relevant change showing up.

hongjoong

the sun reversed, the lovers, the hanged man, knight of wands

seeing where the wind takes him? he's keeping most about his life and career hidden so I'll respect that, but relevant topics are: his ideas, perspectives, energy, relationships, work and love life are currently easy going and lightweight. he's just enjoying a good time.

yunho

2 of cups, justice, the magician, wheel of fortune reversed (fell upward then reversed), 3 of wands

"karma's a bitch", power position, may be planning some revenge kkkk but cards took a while to fall, which I understood as he doesn't wanna expose much about it. his present is walking side by side with someone else's.

yeosang

the world, 5 of pentacles reversed, 4 of pentacles

extremely focused on work, getting things in the right place, doing things in his way, "this is my world, you just live in it", these guys may have big enemies but they're way smarter. I'm really laughing at the spreads so far, I wouldn't wanna be on his bad side.

san

king of pentacles, the chariot, king of pentacles

he's more worried about leading a good life, having good company by his side, but the shuffled song indicates someone (s) isn't happy about it? he's so passionate about his own life and personal style that he Will kick your face.

mingi

king of swords, justice, the hermit reversed, 2 of pentacles

the topic of revenge is very consistent, he isn't planning tho, he's getting things done physically. either way, he's living a good time, in the 3d and having important, strong ideas. balancing things and playing along in the meantime, the cards are very indicative og detective/police work.

wooyoung

ace of cups reversed, knight of cups, 4 of wands

"work feels like vacation when you do what you love" vibes, "we've got the keys to open paradise and it feels like we could do this all night", idk this dude is just having a good life, laughing a lot, consistently happy and fulfilled. ace of cups reversed with the rest of the cards would indicate it's not a new feeling.

jongho

2 of cups, the empress, judgement

again, "karma's a bitch!", I think he has fun causing trouble with other people, specially someone who's intimate with him (family, romance, best friends, etc), the "I break trauma with my world in the back" part of the song is so relevant and consisentent throughout this reading, I wonder what they and kq are up to.

[self-insert-hell]

Hazbin Hotel S/I OC #1: Ghost

Name: (Unknown)

Nickname: Ghost

Age: Adult

Gender: Nonbinary Trans-man

Sexuality: AroAce Pansexual

Pronouns: He/Him, They/Them

Life on Earth:

Warning: Dark material ahead! There is no gore or nsfw though.

He was born in a dysfunctional family as the only child. He was considered to be the “black sheep” of the family.

He lived in a small, religious town.

Academically, he did well in school. Socially, he struggled at times due to his neurodiversity.

He enjoys nature, animals, urban exploring, mysteries, urban legends and folklore. He also had a unique interest for the macabre which included the supernatural, paranormal, occultism, and true crime.

While he grew up religious, eventually his curiosity in the macabre stemmed from his issues with family and occasionally, peers that would give him trouble in school.

This and other events would lead up to him being involved with demons and making a deal with one of them.

Because of the deal, he is now open to being possessed. Along with that, he also starts losing his sanity and is sent to the mental hospital for treatment.

This treatment included the use of electroshock therapy.

One day, after a treatment of shock therapy, the demon fully possesses him. The doctors bring in a priest from the church that is connected to the hospital to perform an exorcism.

The exorcism works except, as the demon was exorcised, this caused the electroshock machine to malfunction. Still connected to the machine and strapped down in the hospital bed, thousands of voltages ended up killing him.

He died in the early 1940’s

After Life in Hell:

Ghost is a unique type of sinner and it shows. Unintentionally at least.

He is unique in regard to his abilities, in a sense that he’s slightly more powerful than your average sinner. This is simply due to him building up his strengths and weaknesses to better survive hell and the exterminations.

Also, part of his power is due to the deal he made with the demon that possessed him when he was alive.

That same demon died, as the exorcism was a success. Because of the death, Ghost’s soul was no longer tied to that demon.

Always hiding in the shadows and keeping a low profile has helped him to avoid trouble and harm that runs rampant in the pride ring.

Keeping a low profile means staying away from heavily populated areas. He made himself a small treehouse like building amongst the trees in a highly wooded forest. This forest was away from the public. The closest to the public he is, was a few miles away from cannibal town.

He works at the art museum, not just as an employee but as an artist as well. He has some of his works displayed at the art museum alongside other artist’s works, in cannibal town.

Due to his job, he is just another average “citizen” of cannibal town despite not being a cannibal himself. He partakes in cannibalism but is known to eat other varieties of food.

He is good friends with Rosie as Ghost had worked for Rosie before working at the museum. They both like to visit each other’s workplaces from time to time when they have a break. On days off, they make arrangements to visit each other.

Of course, Rosie is how he met Alastor and became friends with him.

One day, Alastor and Charlie needed to find someone to fulfill the technical side of things. This is when Rosie recommended Ghost for the role as she was familiar with his work ethics.

Being the type of friend she is, Rosie tended to know Ghost better than himself at times. This is why she recommended that Ghost take the role, as he needed a change of pace in life.

Ghost would now be staying at the hotel permanently. Yet he still would take time to go back to his hideout in the forest whether it be for safety or just for a break from the hotel.

Abilities:

He is swift, agile, and stealthy. These abilities make up for the lack of power.

He has some strength but when it comes to pure power, it entirely depends on the situation. It also includes how he feels, both physically and mentally.

He can shape shift.

He is animalistic like other sinners who have turned into animals. While he isn’t just one animal, his shape shifting abilities and being creature like makes him an animal in itself.

His skin can change colors at will, similar to a chameleon. This includes patterns as well.

His eyes can change color as well.

His horns can curl and uncurl.

His hands have claws but they are always retracted unless he needs to use them.

The tip of his fingers can enlarged and become claw like. In his most powerful state, his claws cannot retract until he has returned to a normal state.

The end of his tail can become pointed at will.

He can reveal his other 2 rows of teeth at will.

He also has an elongated tongue.

He can climb up anything. Walls, ceilings, tall buildings, you name it.

Despite him having various and unique abilities, he is still weaker than an overlord.

[angryaromantics]

Hi! Aromantic here. Just wanted to vent here and know your thoughts on this.

I told a friend about how I would love to have a best friend to go through life with. I don’t want an SO or kids and I would like said best friend to have those same wants.

They were sad about this mainly because I didn’t consider them a best friend and they do want an SO and kids.

I can see them as a best friend that’s not the problem. I really love this friend with all my heart. I was kind of upset about it. Because it felt like I couldn’t have what I want if that makes sense? I know they don’t mean it that way.

I want commitment from said best friend that I wish to find one day. Am I not allowed that?? In my head, since they want an SO I’ll be on the side. I’ll be less important than the family they create. They said that I won’t be less important but I straight up can’t see it. I’ve been poisoned by amatonormativity at a young age and deconstructing that is REALLY hard. No progress made at all.

I know I should trust what they say. But at the same time I want to be enough for somebody. I don’t want to live alone and have no one to talk to physically. I would like to experience commitment. I want exclusivity. It’s all just really hard to process.

I'm sorry, that sounds like such a tough situation to be in. I can definitely understand your point of view. When you have such specific wants and needs that don't align with the societal norms (kids, s/o, etc.), it's hard to find someone to fulfill this needs, and can be even harder to trust that anyone you find will.

I do think it's worth noting that even allo people often do want these sorts of dynamics as well. You don't have to be aro to reject the amatanormative mold, it just gives some of us a jump start. Many allo people, when they realize it's an option, will embrace atypical relationship structures right along with you.

I'm going to bring myself into this as anecdotal experience because honestly, that's all we've got. I spent literal years, assuming my sister would settle down and form a family unit that automatically becomes more important than me. She's married, and that STILL hasn't come true. We're actively trying to buy a house and build a life together right now. There's absolutely no reason your friend can't want the same.

That being said, it's hard to build that trust. We spend so long letting our brains flow through the same amatanormative thought patterns, and it takes active effort to confront them and question where they're coming from. Unfortunately, allos have the same issues, so there's always the chance that it simply Won't work out with your friend. And that's scary! But that's the way all relationships of any structure work.

You never know how things will work out, but you've got to decide if what you want, and who you want it with, is worth taking the plunge.

[hex-is-vexxed]

My warrior ocs!! (Not all of them tho ;;)

StreakPaw/StreakPelt/TenStar!!

She is the main cat in my warriors AU, coming from a “cursed” family line her story is wrought with loss and hardship. Her parents, brother, and mentor are all killed by the same cat, her estranged cousin CawThroat (later CawStar) deputy of RiverClan. When she is first killed (by CawThroat bc of course) her family gives her a second life, making her the first cat to receive another life without being a leader. She feels all of it, it is not a rejuvenation, it is an unnatural resurrection, and she hears the screams and yowls of her furious family line. Her second chance was given to her in battle, so cats of both RiverClan and ThunderClan (along with some WindClan allies on Thunder’s side and ShadowClan allies on RiverClan’s side) witnessed it happen. This causes a huge amount of discourse and questions of faith through all the clans, why did she deserve another life? How was this even possible? Is StarClan playing favorites? She is more isolated than ever from her clan, bitter and traumatized she dedicates herself to revenge on CawThroat (who became leader in the same battle). On a stormy night when tensions are high between RiverClan and ThunderClan and a battle is brewing, StreakPelt finds her opportunity to strike and kills CawStar, with his nine lives he comes back but she strikes again and again, leaving him running in retreat from the battle with only five lives left. His clan starts to doubt his authority and strength as a leader, as well as fear StreakPelt for her strength and hatred for their clan.

Many moons pass before StreakPelt is able to strike again, CawStar having only three lives now as two were spent in petty battles with RiverClan’s once ally turned enemy, ShadowClan. When a dispute over SunningRocks turns violent, StreakPelt is first on the scene, hoping her revenge will finally be settled. CawStar cowers in her presence, running from her and begging his clanmates (who have since turned against him as he is a weak leader) to help him. She finally kills him, fulfilling her mission of revenge. When she returns to camp she slumps in a patch of sun, blood soaking her fur, and sleeps for three days.

With the help of her best friend RockTail, she learns to live for more than just hate and becomes a much happier cat. When whitecough runs through and weakens the clan she is strong and helps to pick up the pieces, being made Deputy when CoolFoot passes from infection. RockTail dies of whitecough, but when once she was consumed by hatred spawned by grief, now she is able to mourn her friend without becoming bitter.

When she becomes leader she is named TenStar for being the first cat to have been granted ten lives (her first of course on that fateful day so many moons ago). She is a powerful leader, ruthless in battle but a worthy negotiator, she is beloved by ThunderClan.

NightPaw/NightFall

NightPaw is StreakPelt’s second apprentice (between her resurrection and revenge on Caw). She is fast and agile, a quick learner, and eager to impress her mentor. Slightly older than DapplePaw, he is made an apprentice first, but when DapplePaw is made StreakPelt’s third apprentice the two are pitted against each other. StreakPelt did not want to be a mentor at all, and though she was somewhat “happy” to teach NightPaw, when she was given another apprentice alongside him, she become cruel. DapplePaw and NightPaw once friends are turned against each other. DapplePaw fueled by his insatiable desire to make StreakPelt proud is constantly trying to get one over on NightPaw. NightPaw is torn between wanting to become a warrior before DapplePaw and trying to fix their friendship. She begins to hate StreakPelt and DapplePaw by extension, and when DapplePelt is made a warrior before her even though she is one moon his senior, she is furious. After the fateful battle with RiverClan where StreakPelt takes four of CawStar’s lives NightFall is made a warrior. At her naming ceremony DapplePelt approaches her, apologizing and asking for her forgiveness. She is hesitant at first, but as he explains how he knows he was wrong to be so cruel, she find it in herself to forgive him. They are not instantly friends again, but over time, the two finally learn to trust each other again.

DapplePaw/DapplePelt!!

DapplePaw is eager to impress his mentor and clan, even turning against his best friend to do so, but once he becomes a warrior and is no longer at StreakPelt’s side or under her influence, he realizes that NightPaw deserved better. He feels guilt for being named a warrior before the older cat, that in some ways he was the one holding her back. He realizes his admiration for StreakPelt blinded him to what was right and wrong and he wants desperately to fix it. When NightPaw goes into battle against RiverClan he is stuck guarding the camp worried sick about him. When NightPaw returns he is so relieved he runs to him and nuzzles him, NightPaw is shocked and awkwardly backs away from him but in his heart he feels happy for the affection. After her naming ceremony, NightFall and DapplePelt have a long discussion about their apprenticeships and decide to give their friendship another go.

When TenStar is made leader she names NightFall as her deputy, praising her in front of all the clan for her continued loyalty and apologizing for her unorthodox and cruel apprenticeship. NightHeart is a beloved deputy and DapplePelt is proud.

That’s all I have so far!! RockTail/CawThroat & the rest of StreakPelt’s fam/loved ones ref sheets are in the making still & this story is still a work in progress.