#also this is what i look like 👍 i desperately need to get my hair dyed tho it should be blue

[strawberry-cow-sorceress]

strange & unusual

[bittrlys]

The Dragon Prince season 6 is like watching people write themselves into a corner in real time. Exciting! Massive spoilers ahead, of course.

THE GOOD

Opening on Aaravos crying was a very strong choice, this is the actual 'Mystery of Aaravos' type content I've been waiting for

Terry picking up Viren while they're excited about him being alive is very cute

As ever, Terry being extremely ride or die is 👍

Terry taking care of Claudia was very sweet; Terry cutting Claudia's hair and Claudia's new haircut in general. Cute.

Viren and Claudia on the beach, "No parent wants their child to suffer for them." Oof.

In general, I was quite happy with everything Viren, Claudia, and even Soren, and I actually wrote a note of "i hate soren" at the start because I thought we were gearing up for another season of him just being a bad joke machine with no real character or feelings to speak of. But then they gave him, like, actual pathos! They let him interact with people in a way that feels human! They let him be resentful and complicated! Wow! Magefam is so back baby!

Viren trying to reconcile with Soren and be a better example for Claudia really got to me. His final sacrifice (OMG CRIMINAL BY FIONA APPLE JUST CAME ON SHUFFLE.......WHAT I NEED IS A GOOD DEFENSE CUS I'M FEELING LIKE A CRIMINAL.......AND I NEED TO BE REDEEMED TO THE ONE I'VE SINNED AGAINST.....) is tied so strongly to his children and that feels like a natural place to leave his character. Now, I've been saying forever that he was going to get a redemption via death, and figured Aaravos would be the one pulling the trigger, so none of that surprised me, but I thought the actual execution was generally good. I do have some more negative thoughts but I'll save those for later.

Viren is very good at justifying himself, and I like that you see him falling back into that, at times struggling with it, at times not even catching himself doing it. It feels very real. At the same time, I don't think he's ever seen himself as a hero, so it was interesting to let him go out on such a heroic note.

Viren's kind of abuse-coded (not actually abusive, IMO, but I understand if this makes people uncomfortable in a similar way) act of forcing Lissa to cry into the vial is interesting. It echoes him taking Sarai's last breath.

Him writing out his whole confession on this subject and then burning it because he realized it was only going to do him good was also very nice.

Though I wish Claudia had stuck by her 'I'm going solo' guns a little longer, I still think there's something to how she is so incapable of being alone, of thinking for herself, and desperately seeks direction. She is literally just like her dad, and it makes them both easy targets for Aaravos.

Like, Viren being such a force that Claudia easily followed him, then Claudia being such a force that Soren and Terry both easily followed her, and Aaravos being a supreme force Viren and Claudia both easily follow because at heart, they're more followers than leaders despite the force of their personalities and ambitions -- it's interesting.

Aaravos using Sol Regem to casually destroy a kingdom and kill Viren just as a small step in his plan is pretty fun. We love a grandiose villain!

Looking forward to Claudia and Aaravos. She's in some ways even more unequipped than Viren to handle Aaravos's manipulations, but at the same time, she's a lot more unpredictable than Viren. If this leads up to a confrontation between them, I think that could be really cool.

Aaravos tragic backstory with deleted child was really not on my bingo card at all -- I never thought 'noble revenge' would be his motivation. I like how this parallels him to Viren.

Aaravos crying enough to fill a sea is great imagery

The lore of the startouch elves being actual stars that descend is SO COOL. This is like, the first bit of worldbuilding in this show that's actually seriously impressed me. I love it.

Actual lore as to why humans don't have magic. Well. Not entirely. But it's better than what we had.

I liked Amaya and Janai's wedding looks. Cute.

Janai like Ehe I'll bring out my armies after I get married 😜 is funny. She isn't a very good queen but she is the moment! The gossip blogs would love her.

Ezran eating shit and not having his """diplomacy""" work out. LMAO.

SOL REGEM DOWN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉

Kinda getting a y'know vibe from Soren and Corvus. I wouldn't mind that. I like that Corvus feels a little more tolerant of Soren than everyone else. It's funny Soren is like finally I'm away from my shit family but his new friends don't seem to care about him at all. Go and be totally free of all this, dude, or get a boyfriend.

Runaan back just when I was starting to think this show really hates gay males.

Rayla correcting her assumption about the sex of the diary's author was cute with the voice over changing. (cont...)

THE BAD

(... cont.) Did unfortunately then make it feel like "Had to be a woman because the author will be pining for a man."

Why is Zym STILL just a dog. Bro. It's like if all through Avatar you had to be aware Appa was going to be king someday. STOP BARKING.

Waiting for the whole cast to become vegetarians and somehow I suspect that will not be happening

When Claudia is listing the spell ingredients she could harvest from that cat thing I was just desperate to have Terry go, "Well, some of those could be ethically harvested, right?"

I find prophecies fairly corny as a writing tool and I get why they're going there -- predicted futures are the source of the anti-human oppression -- but still, I sighed.

Luna Tenebris putting a collar on her pet feels like, weird, right? Right? Right? She's not human and dragons otherwise seem so Respect all magical creatures. (Allegedly.) What is the uneven treatment of animals in this universe.

Naming your episode Red Wedding and I don't see a bloodbath ... oh, come on.

That ramble about ships from Caleb. Shudder.

Jeez, who is Rayla going to save? Her uncle who is an actual character or her backstory parents who are obviously happy and at peace? God forbid one of our main heroes has an actual hard choice to make.

Related: Caleb's 5 second rehab from dark magic.

Making his inner truth being about one other person is ... well ....

Cutting from Viren's rapidly cooling corpse to Lujanne receiving a sensual back massage was certainly a Choice.

Viren missing his wife THIS MUCH when he's barely mentioned her up to now was a little weird. I honestly think they saw the homoerotic interpretations of the very intense dynamics he had with Harrow and Aaravos and have been steadily backpedalling from that. Don't get me wrong, I can believe he loved her and he misses her, but the degree of it feels totally unearned.

I get children's media will have mascots for the children, normally I don't mind them, but dear god this show is hitting critical mass on annoying sidekicks (Zym counts as a very big one and he's already nigh unbearable.)

THE UGLY

I can imagine that the descendants of the human children Leola granted magic to are now able to do magic naturally and this could be the lore behind either Caleb or Ezran's abilities. I actually don't mind this as finally being in-universe explanation for this disparity that isn't just 'they want it more' or whatever, but it doesn't help this show's "Better People Are Born Better" messaging. Now, in that vein ...

King Ezran is a KING. Have we mentioned this? He's a king. He's divinely ordained to be above everyone else. You must show him respect because he's KING. Even Rayla emphasizes what a KING he is. BOW BEFORE HIM.

Ezran's idea of """diplomacy""" is just going "Be nice, please." (Followed by a threat LMAO.) "Go live somewhere else." WHERE. What if they try to occupy territory that isn't theirs? Xadian society seems quite separated and territorial. Ezran doesn't consider this. He doesn't consider anything. He has no actual diplomatic skills because he never offers anything, he just expects people to listen to him because he's KING.

You know in Parasite when they're like Of course the rich people are nice, they can afford to be? When Ezran was going I'm a king and I can choose kindness I was like, You're king because of an accident of your birth, and all your privilege and people looking out for you allows you to operate the way you do.

(Janai having an evil brother who is Not The True Heir To The Throne and Trying To Steal It is just part of the show's overall obsession with this narrative -- see also Viren coming from a less privileged background.)

Of course it's still funny to see Ezran be continuously characterized as So Compassionate, So Loving but when it comes to say, Not burning his own people alive or Extending the hand of kindness to one of his oldest childhood friends or her father, he just turns that shit off. This could be interesting hypocrisy if I thought the show was trying to intentionally paint him this way, instead of just wanting him to not be a total pushover because he's THE KING!!! ALL BOW BEFORE THE KING!!!!

The unbelievable frustration caused by a scene where Claudia is begging to not have to use dark magic -- Terry coming in and saving the day with natural magic -- Claudia staring at the peaceful solution and realizing she needs to change -- BUT IT'S STILL A FUNDAMENTAL DISPARITY IN HOW HUMANS CAN EXIST IN THIS WORLD? Is Claudia supposed to die because dark magic is too wrong to use? Now we have the reveal that humans are being actively denied magic I'm hesitantly hopeful they may get some justice in this regard, but it doesn't change the reality of humans right now. What are humans supposed to do? Rely on others for help? Oh, sure, most of the elves and dragons we meet now are just so nice and helpful to humans, because of the show's 'bad apple' approach to prejudice I've mentioned before, but we know that wasn't always the case.

Like, this actual reminder that the difference in power between a single dragon and a human settlement, and unlike the last time we're on the side of humans this time so you can better appreciate the horror of it ... it's depressing to feel like "Only by grace of your betters do you survive." It's echoes of Janai's 'forgiveness' of the human who put out the fire of that elf who assaulted her. "Aren't you lucky we're so NICE?"

This is all compounded by what I meant at the start of my review, that they've written themselves into a corner, especially wrt dark magic. In universe Soren sees no choice but to ask his father to do dark magic, something all the characters scold each other for constantly. Out of universe, the writers had a huge fuck off dragon come along to commit genocide against the humans and the only realistic solution is .... having Viren do dark magic, something the narrative constantly reinforces as bad. They ultimately frame this act as heroic, and according to a writer (I believe) on the discord, he speaks the spell forward to represent how this act of inherent good overcomes the "inherent evil" of dark magic (quotation marks theirs, interestingly.) I think the writers, for the most part, clearly like Viren and Claudia a lot, and like giving them 'big moments' with dark magic ... but this is part of the reason why the show has continuously reinforced a NEED for dark magic without giving any viable solution for the average human who doesn't have natural magical powers or is friends with dragons and elves like our main heroes. Ultimately, it feels hypocritical of the show to keep going on about the evil of dark magic (now very firmly an addiction metaphor) while having no solution for humans in tricky situations that aren't "magic you and only you can do, for some reason" or "queen dragon who somehow still isn't dead dear god coming to save you" or, y'know, "dark magic." Only one of these is really viable for the average person.

Like, you make it an addiction metaphor, but where's the alternative? Vampires need to drink blood to survive but vampire series often show vampires refusing to drink human blood as an addiction metaphor ... they drink animal blood instead, or something, and you get the metaphor. Right now, in TDP, it's either, do dark magic and suffer, or don't do dark magic and ... suffer more? Okay. I'm not saying life has to be fair or that there isn't value in accepting loss, but when Viren scolds Kpp'Ar for having all his fun with dark magic and then very callously dismissing Viren's fear for his son, I felt that. Viren isn't begging for a beer here. He's begging to save his son. Addiction metaphors need to match the scale and reality of what is being shown to you.

Sorry, I'm now going to harp on more about the Your Betters Are Born Better stuff now because I was actually enjoying (you know, tearfully so) Viren's death until his final lines. WHAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I GASPED!!!!!!!! HOLD ON!!!!!!!!!!! Like, let me get it out of the way, I get it echoes his last exchange to Harrow and his loyalty to Harrow is tied to his loyalty to Katolis, and they're saying "He was power hungry but now he is acting in a way that is purely, totally selfless for maybe the first time in his life," which is fine. The problem is, I have sat through six seasons of this show kissing royal ass. I have seen Aanya (shudder) mock him for not being a real noble-born ruler. I have seen Ezran's divine authority be reinforced time and again, and seen Viren throw himself submissively before his King to submit to his judgement as King, not as someone he once hurt. I have been reminded time and again that less privileged people who want the power necessary to succeed in a world biased against them are power-hungry lunatics unless they submit themselves enough to the Supreme Order of the world. So to have Viren's last words be him reinforcing that the most heroic thing he can ever be is A LOYAL SERVANT is just ... horrible. If they'd just kept the framing of Viren's death on his love for his family, it would have been way, way better.

Altogether I uh guess the season was mostly fine. They actually did a better job tying disparate narratives together with common themes which I appreciate. I liked the magefam stuff. I hope Soren eventually learns the stuff Viren chose not to tell him. I hope there's realistic forward growth on the attitude towards dark magic and why humans feel they need it, like some acknowledgement that Katolis was only saved because of Viren (make that two nations he has explicitly saved.) Maybe even Ezran can take a break from being unbearably sanctimonious to properly acknowledge his sacrifice. That would be nice!

I really hope humans get some justice for how they've been actively denied a valuable resource. It seems a self-fulfilling prophecy (they punished Leola for giving humans magic, this made Aaravos go darksided, Aaravos gave humans dark magic, humans are very set against the magical community for the way they've been treated so they're more callous about using dark magic) so I hope the ultimate lesson won't be "humans don't deserve this" but "humans only ended up here because they were treated like they don't deserve it, but they do, by right of existing as beings in this world." If Callum (+ Ezran) end the series as the only or some of the only humans with magic powers, I'm going to eat drywall.

[ladey]

Random Jinx Headcanons ☁️ (because i’m bored 😚)

!! some these are more in relation to my jinx x reader story. !!

lemme know if you want more ‘when i brush your hair’ hc’s, or just general ones. i’d love to make more as a way to provide u with lore ygwim? 🫶

—🪷

- never learned her lesson and still tries to eat soap to find out if it’ll taste good

- very scatterbrained but can get very focused on her projects, or when she’s in combat

- learned how to play the electric guitar but never actually plays it (esp. since it’s always super loud) (this also might be a controversial take)

- has loved the stars since childhood even though now she doesn’t really talk about them anymore

- has a big fear of ending up alone (no shit☠️)

- used to be shy as a kid but got super extroverted and outgoing

- absolutely made like the whole undercity scared and intimidated by her because of her unhinged and reckless tendencies

- bad with small talk. absolutely hates it because she thinks it’s boring

- never lost her sass. she totally got sassy sometimes as a kid

- gives in to the intrusive thoughts. the ones that tell her to take a bite out of a block of butter or stick a finger in peanut butter

- sneaks out through her window at night

- struggles with sleep but when she does she’s a heavy ass sleeper. most of the time she doesn’t bother putting her air up either and lets her braids sprawl out and get messy

- she says she’d date anyone but she has a very strong preference for girls (FEMS). doesn’t really like guys (or masculine people in general, that’s gotta be her role😼)

- you can always hear her approaching with those big ass boots she wears. but there will be odd times where you literally don’t hear her at all and she scares the soul out of you

- she blasts her music in her room whenever she’s working until someone has to tell her to turn it down

- her bed always has a pile of blankets and pillows but it’s one of the most comfortable places you’ll sit or lay on

- she came across that giant fan room one day when she needed to clear her head and desperately find a place to hide by herself. eventually she showed it to you but you only. it’s not located anywhere near the last drop either

- 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩

- used to and still does make little trinkets, most if not all that she doodles on, and gives them as gifts. ranging from cups, to jewelry, to random figurines that she welded together out of scrap metal or something

- she’s a messy eater. she don’t care about what she looks like in public either. she’s a munch fr fr 🙌

- and she’s not too picky, but if someone makes something for dinner that she doesn’t like, she’ll just not eat that night and snack instead or something (so real)

- prefers fruit over vegetables… and interpret that as u like

- gets super competitive when playing games, she’s almost mean. just slap her back to her senses and she’ll apologize 👍 (i do not condone abuse)

[darling-answers]

Can you do Ana x touch starved reader please

Going to be writing this out of stress, a girl thinks I’m spreading rumors about her friend but won’t give me context clues, tell me the girl name, the day it happen, what I said or nothing😭👍 this is short i know❤️ I apologize.

The patience and the determination to get you to go through with allowing her on this mission was extremely impressive especially on Ana part alone.

“ Rohi, you should know it is my duty to go onto this mission, they need a sniper and I’m there best support for this mission.” The older woman commanded grunting a little as she tried to move around the room gathering her most precious things for the mission that would be keeping her and the rest of her team safe, as she let you cling onto her in desperation. She heard you whine into her shirt that she just bought, she sees your fist turn red as you crinkle her newly wore shirt.

“ I can’t be with you all the time my sweetheart, I know that sometimes you just want to love on me and hide away from the world forever but I also know you would want me to protect the people that need protecting.” Her arms wrapped around your waist as she brought you into a kiss. She tastes like tea and chocolate, she smelled so good like gunpowder and roses.

“ I will buy you whatever you want and you can even do whatever you want for me if you allow me to go into this mission or atleast let me tell someone to take over for me.” She felt the grip become tighter causing a slight heave coming from the women. “ sometimes you remind me of stubborn Fareeha who never could get denied no.” She huffs as she felt you wrap your legs around her.

For such a women that wasn’t in her primed still being able to carry her slight younger lover she had such great body for her age and mind.

She brought you over to the bed walking backwards sometimes stumbling a bit but had enough balance to be close and comfortable with you. as her knees touch the end of the bed she let herself fall backwards into the bed. Having you laid on top of her, chest to chest, face mushed together as she laughs, wrinkles were evident on her face as she moves your hair out of your face. “ i appreciate looking at such a wonderful masterpiece. But seriously, you know I will have to leave but I will always come back to you, habidi… do not worry please.”

She snuggled closer towards you, her white hair very evident as she lets her hair come out of it natural braid, pushing you over as to lay next to the bed, she gently fluffs out the pillow that now has your head laying on it. She lays her head on her pillow as she gently pulls up the covered on both of you. “ I hope you realize how much I love you and I’m lucky to have you in my life.” She mumbled as she gently brushed your cheek. As she sees you close you’re eyes knowing that you’re probably tired.

Seeing that you worried so much must have made you very incredibly exhausted, Ana thought about, the mission was a simple one it was the leaving home the rough part. She knew that you would probably be upset for a few days as the mission would take a week at most. “ such a good kitty aren’t you :3” she finally closed her eyes letting the sound of soft breaths and a fan going on in the distant allow her to hear lulled to sleep the same way you gotten lulled to sleep by Ana.

[luffyvace]

NAMI X POKER FACED MALE READER (who’s Robin’s brother)😊

GOT THIS IDEA FROM A GENIUS 🤪🤪🤓

no but fr this is so creative!! Credits to @purplegemadventures for the idea :) <3

Nami originally thought you were just a quiet and kinda sour guy

like Zoro but probably less dense

she really didn’t talk to you much, only when needed really

because of your natural poker face she always thought you didn’t wanna be bothered

not that she’s intimidated by it, she’s just kinda like “oh well, I’ll leave him alone” 🤷‍♀️

But Robin…

she’s a whole different story

she knows you’ve been crushing on that cat burglar this entire time 😈

yup

she knows every detail

to what you like about her physically (like her hair or smile) to her personality (headstrong and sensible)

You tell her every bit of it

and even if you didn’t she’d still know trust

I said before in my Robin x younger brother! reader hcs that you’ve known the most observant person on the planet your whole life. YOU HAVE NO SECRETS.

her advice to help court her (cuz your gonna need it) is really to be casual yet genuine with a bit of playful sarcasm

Nami will get bored of a man who tries to desperately impress her sanji

so you’ve gotta be a magnet—make her want you as much as you want her

And how to do that? Playful sarcasm.

Just enough to tick her off a bit, then it’s time to be genuine

for example ; (flirty compliment here) “SHUTTUP YOU DIMWIT” *charming laugh* “I mean seriously!, (genuine compliment here)”

repeat the cycle and you’ll start to notice a obvious blush after the genuine compliment ;)

Both you and nami go to Robin for advice and ranting tho

Nami mostly asks things like ‘what warnings do you have for me?’ or ‘Does he do/have any annoying guy stuff/habits’

Robin always answer honestly, even if it’s not ideal to making you sound like a good boyfriend for her 😃🧍‍♀️

you can’t blame her if she’s lies it’ll make you look stupid when Nami finds out! 🤷‍♀️

(cuz she will..)

when you get together Robin is all smiles when you announce it

she practically knew you would get together eventually

She low key feels smug honored to be the wing woman

especially since she gets the juicy gossip form both sides

LOL

yes she’s like that but don’t worry she won’t tell a soul 💗

robin often has to translate for you bc nami is stubborn

what i mean is when Nami is angry at you and you don’t understand why (it’ll happen at least once) she tells you what you did ‘wrong’

sometimes it’s just the case of Nami always wanting to be right so she’s really just angry at you for be right this time (..?🤨)

But anyway I feel like Nami would be prone to dating Robin’s sibling especially if your personalities at similar

she loves robin!! 💖

so she’s likely to love you too 😏💋💋

it also assures her that your a good man 🥂

it’s likely Robin raised you if your her younger sibling so this puts Nami at ease

(In this case) you and your sister’s personalities are rational, calm and gentle towards those you love

The fact that your peace in the chaos of the strawhats really draws her in 😍

if you have a morbid mind as well it kinda freaks her out tho-

robin is a woman and even tho it’s still creepy- Nami obviously seems to be more leanient towards women soooo….

she might scold you and bop you on the head when you say stuff like that 😆👍

you being a boy as well as the others..

not all your decisions may be the smartest….

especially with the one piece men-

all of them have done something stupid at some point-

so you definitely get scolded a lot less than the other straw hat men if your intelligent

(which you likely are- your Robin’s sibling! She’s shoved all kinds of knowledge into your noggin!)

but with the chaotic adventures the straw hats be getting into….I’d bet on you still getting punched at least once a month 😋

okay maybe not punched-

she favors (loves) you—so you get the benefit of the doubt

but your certainly reprimanded 😗

so yeah!! You and Nami have a cutesy little fairy tail ending~ <3

With sanji being salty in the background 😊

refer to my nami x male reader hcs

A cute and dandy couple indeed

wowza this was sitting in my drafts for a long time……..hopefully you enjoyed!!

[moe-broey]

THIS IS. SUCH A FASCINATING THING TO HEAR... Mani is something else entirely, unfortunately, LMFAOO BUT!!! This got me thinking......

Think of these as hypothetical What-If scenarios! The ages aren't hard and fast either, just general placements based on how things went for me LMFAO -- and pronouns listed are ones I imagine Moe using at the time. But it is retroactively It. Forever and always 👍

You know. Moe is so heavily defined by everything that happened in very quick succession when its egg cracked and it came out. Whole world fell out from underneath it. In the example given here, I actually don't know how things would have turned out for it... I just wanted to draw an outfit it would feel comfortable wearing as a """girl""" (and something it'd genuinely like, aesthetically!). Esp the little cape addition... that thing is hiding beneath So many layers of fabric LMFAOOO (and.. layers.... in general.....)

THIS ONE.... I LOVE SO MUCH ....... one of the cutest Moes I've ever drawn..... absolutely captures that freshly out desperately trying to socially transition but can't quite get it right or hasn't developed a full sense of self in its new identity yet. They tell you about second puberty when you transition. What they don't tell you about is the second awkward "teenage" phase you go through as you're growing into yourself again (for real this time). Also just... the euphoria.... 🥺🥲 Even if there's horrors... the euphoria is still there...

And some older sketches of this Moe! So full of life and wonder and whimsey........ all of which feel so fragile........ and the world doesn't have any kindness or patience about it. SAD.

World-weary autistic burnout Moe........ it's probably closer to 23. For me personally I just didn't exist when I was 23. Blacked out that entire year. Once it starts feeling alive again, it probably starts making mods to its outfit (in line w it's current look!). All things considered, it is very close to the current Moe! I just needed one more guy in-between Fragile Joyous Whimsy Moe and Got My Whimsy Back Bitch But I'm Evil Now Moe (the current one). Hey, where the fuck did it find that black band tee shirt btw??? Did it just come with that?????

More older sketches! I really like these ones, I almost wish I reffed them for this actually... the hair is so good here.

AND. FINALLY......

The most powerful of them all.......... baby.

[smilesrobotlover]

Whumptober day 30- bridal carry

You should read day 25 and day 28 to get a better understanding of what���s happening :>

Anyways, I don’t like this one, so just take it so I don’t have to look at it anymore. I hope you like it more than I do 👍

Uh, no warnings, this one is very chill, just mostly mentions of what happened in day 28 and day 25, also some mentions of racism.

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Time opened his eyes and squinted at the sun peeking through the trees. He groaned as he sat up and noticed the others were with him. Well… not everyone. Warriors, Sky, Spirit, Legend, Wild, Age, and Minish were missing from the group, but the rest were all huddled up near him, still unconscious. Time licked his chapped lips and noted the familiar sensation of feeling hot and dry. They must’ve been in a desert of some kind, and as Time observed his surroundings more, he noted that the desert was awfully familiar. He stood up, accidentally causing Windy’s head to slip off his legs. His head hit the sand and he woke up, rubbing his head.

“Sorry Windy,” Time mumbled, helping him stand up.

“Where are we?” He asked, looking around at the others who were beginning to stir.

“I have a feeling we’re in Gerudo desert. Be on guard.”

Windy looked at Hyrule in concern, who was still unconscious.

“How is he?” Time asked.

Windy shook him a little, but Hyrule remained still. “He’s not waking up. I’m worried about him.”

Time frowned at the unconscious boy. The scratch on his chest seemed to have healed up thanks to the red potion Windy gave him, but he wasn’t sure if the magic draining poison was still in his system. They needed help. He lifted him up gently into his arms and started walking further into the valley.

“We need help. Maybe the Gerudo are nearby.”

Time marched into the valley without waiting for the others to fully wake up. They followed him reluctantly, but soon they were all awake and close by his side, protecting him and Hyrule in his arms. He was cautious as he observed the valley, it looking more and more familiar as he trekked through it. Though he rarely returned to it after his adventure, he couldn’t help but feel like this was his Gerudo desert. But that couldn’t be it, there’s no way. As much as Time hoped it was the case, there was no way getting back home was that easy.

Was it?

Time heard rocks tumbling down a cliff side and he froze, looking around him. The others stopped as well and began to pull out their weapons, but Time’s warning gaze caused them to pause.

“Is anyone there?” Time called out, holding Hyrule tighter. “We need help. Our friend is hurt, he won’t wake up.”

It was silent, then a Gerudo with a bow aiming towards them stepped out from a cluster of rocks. The others pulled out their shields but Time gave them another warning look.

“You’ll need to find somewhere else to go, voe,” the Gerudo yelled out, stepping cautiously towards them. “We have something far too precious here for you to be welcome here. I am sorry.”

Twilight stepped out next to Time. “Please. He’s just a kid! We’ll be in and out of your hair as soon as he’s better!”

“No! That is my final answer! I’m sorry, but I cannot allow you to come into Gerudo valley at this time.”

Time clutched Hyrule tighter, desperation getting a hold of him. He went to open his mouth, but someone spoke before he did.

“Risa, that poor boy needs help,” a familiar voice said from the group of Gerudo. “We can let them in, it’s ok.”

Time gasped as a pregnant woman stepped out, with fiery red hair tied in a yellow bandana, sharp blue eyes that stared at him lovingly, and dimples on her cheeks that appeared when she smiled at him.

“Malon,” he said, almost shocked, and her beautiful laugh made his heart soar. He gave Hyrule to Twilight and ran to his wife, who was crying tears of joy.

“Oh Link!” She cried, wrapping him in a hug. Time didn’t say anything, he just buried his face in her hair. Goddesses he forgot how good she smelled. “I never thought I’d see you again.”

“I’ve been so worried about you,” Time muttered, hugging her as tightly as he could without hurting her.

“You are the baby’s father?” Risa asked, and the two moved away from each other.

“Risa, this is my husband, Link,” Malon said, wrapping her arm around his waist. Risa stared at Time for a moment, then nodded.

“I see. The missing husband has returned.” Risa glanced at the other heroes who looked confused. “Normally, voe wouldn’t be allowed in Gerudo desert, but this is an exception. As for the boys—“

“I can’t leave them alone,” Time said quickly, gesturing to Hyrule. “He needs help, please.”

Malon gave Risa a look and she groaned.

“Fine. But as soon as that voe feels better, they’ll need to leave, understand?”

Time looked at Malon, then at the other heroes. They gave him a nod, and he sighed.

“Alright.”

Risa nodded and walked away, leaving the others to follow her.

“Link,” Malon started, glancing at the other heroes behind them, “we have a lot we need to talk about.”

Time grinned and nodded. “We do.”

~~~~~~~~~~~

“Your friend is completely drained of all his magic,” the Gerudo healer stated, observing the unconscious Hyrule. “We need to hope that he can wake up on his own, just so we can give him a magic potion.”

Green nodded silently, watching Hyrule’s pale face as all the rest of the heroes shifted in the cramped room. All except Time of course, who was with his wife.

“How long will it take for him to wake up?” Twilight asked, holding Hyrule’s limp hand. The healer only shrugged.

“Not sure, he seems to be dangerously low on magic, it could take days for him to wake up.”

Twilight frowned, and Windy ran his hand through his hair.

“That sucks,” The young sailor muttered, and Blue shrugged.

“That stupid puppet did a number on him.”

“Will he at least be alright?” Red asked, worry in his voice. The healer shrugged again.

“This level of magic loss is dangerous, if we’re unlucky, he may succumb to his exhaustion.”

The group made different sounds of worry and concern over their traveling friend, who remained unmoving.

“I know you voe are worried, but it’s rather crowded in here, I need space to work. I will do whatever I can for him, I promise,” the healer said firmly yet gently. Twilight nodded and stood up, gesturing for the others to follow him. Everyone reluctantly followed him, looking around at the desert where other Gerudo women watched them.

“Well, now what?” Windy asked. “Time is with his wife, Hyrule is dying, we can’t really do anything here since we’re always being watched… I don’t know what to do.”

Twilight titled his head. “Well, someone should keep an eye on Hyrule, just to make sure he’s ok.”

“But the healer lady told us to leave.”

“That’s because we were all in there. I’m sure with just one person she won’t have an issue with it.”

Windy pouted but gave a determined nod, and headed back to where Hyrule was. Vio stepped up to Green and Twilight.

“Do you think we’re in any danger? The puppeteer is the reason why we’re here. He could attack us any second.”

“Then it sounds like we need someone to keep an eye out,” Twilight said with a grin. Green gave him a nod.

“The four of us will keep an eye out for the puppeteer! We’ll get you if we notice anything.”

“Good. Get going you four.”

Green nodded at his brothers and he marched towards the borders of Gerudo, but he stopped. “What will you do, Twi?”

The rancher shrugged. “I guess I’ll keep an eye on things as well, the puppeteer could attack from both sides. Now git.”

Twilight waved him away and Green smiled slightly. He gestured for the other colors to follow him, and they all went their separate ways.

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“So… this puppeteer guy kidnapped you and a bunch of heroes for… what reason?”

Time shrugged as Malon stared at him concerned. “None of us really know, but he’s been hunting us down. “

Malon glared and rested her head against his shoulder, getting more and more upset.

“Why… if I ever see him I swear I’ll make him pay!” She shot back up, fury in her voice. “It’s not right to tear people from their homes! I’ve been so worried about you! If he ever hurt you I’ll… oh I’ll do unspeakable things!”

Time chuckled and brought her back down to his shoulder. “It’s ok, dear, we’re gonna find him and take care of him. Now relax, think about the baby.”

Malon huffed and rubbed her stomach, looking upset. “Link, you don’t understand, it was really hard for me without you. I—I thought you were in danger and I couldn’t do anything… I was just… so alone.”

Time gave her a comforting squeeze. “I’m sorry, Malon. I’m sorry I wasn’t there for you.”

“It’s not your fault. I just… it’s been hard.”

“I know, dear. I know.” Time buried her in a hug which she leaned into, clutching his shirt tightly. “At least you had Talon there.”

Malon stiffened and sat up. “N-no, I didn’t have dad.”

“What do you mean?”

“Dad he… he disappeared as well, and then Ingo took the ranch and kicked me out… that’s why I’m here, in Gerudo because I had nowhere else to go!”

Time sat up, staring at Malon in shock.

“Talon is missing?”

“Yes! He went missing and Ingo kept saying how he was gone and he took the ranch!”

Time blinked at her. “He… he actually did that? Without Ganondorf?”

“What?”

“Nothing.”

Malon looked down, playing with Time’s hair. “Do you think… Do you think the puppeteer guy stole dad?”

“I don’t know, I never saw Talon… goddesses, Malon I—“ Time pulled her into a hug that she leaned into, tears pouring out of her eyes. “I’m so sorry Malon.”

He held her as she cried silently, rubbing her back. “Why didn’t the Gerudo do something about Ingo?” He asked after a moment. “Surely stealing the ranch would’ve been bad enough for them to do something.”

Malon sniffed and rubbed her eyes. “No Link, think about it, if a bunch of Gerudo stole the ranch back from Ingo, who do you think the Hylian guard would side with?”

Time looked down sadly. It was a sad reality of things. Nobody trusted the Gerudo, they lumped them in with Ganondorf, assuming that they all shared his beliefs and ambitions. Being anywhere with Hylians was dangerous for them, leaving all of them to stay in the hot and dry desert. It wasn’t fair to them. He sighed again and rested his head against Malon’s.

“I promise, Malon, I’ll get Lon Lon back. Ingo won’t get away with this.”

Malon was silent for a moment as they held each other. “I missed you Link,” she whispered, and Time laid down with her still in his arms.

“I missed you too.”

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Leon looked around as the world around him got less green and more brown. The dry air and hot weather was an indication that they were getting closer to Gerudo desert, and he was getting uneasy. He wasn’t sure how the Gerudo were in Talon’s era. In his own era, they were trying to make up for what their leader did years ago, and though they were respectful to the Hylians, they didn’t trust them fully when they waltzed into their territory. With three Hylians walking into the desert, he didn’t know how these Gerudo would react.

“Uh, boys,” Talon started, wringing his hands, “just a fair warnin’, the Gerudo may not like our presence here…”

“What do you mean?” Rusl asked.

“Well, they’ve been wary about Hylians after Ganondorf got exposed for bein’ crazy. I just don’t wanna get arrested by them, is all.”

Rusl stopped walking and gave Talon a look. “Ok… ok… before we do possibly get arrested, are we sure that Malon is here?”

“I don’t know where else she would be! We’ve looked everywhere in Kakariko and castle town. I doubt she’d be able to get to Zora’s domain, and Kokiri forest ain’t a place for Hylians.” Talon sighed. “She has to be here.”

Rusl hummed and continued walking. “I get that she’s part Gerudo, but would they still mistaken her for a Hylian?”

“Probably, but I’m hoping that her being pregnant will help her case. Motherhood is sacred to the Gerudo people, they would never leave a pregnant woman to fend for herself, Gerudo or not.”

Rusl still looked uneasy, but he didn’t say anything further. It was silent as they walked, but Leon heard a noise and he stopped, looking behind him as he got the feeling that they weren’t alone.

“Hey,” he started, going to stop his friends, “wait I think we’re—“

“Hold it right there!”

Leon flinched as several Gerudo surrounded the men, pointing their spears at them. Rusl and Talon took a step back, raising their hands defensively.

“Wait, I just need to see if my daughter is here!” Talon called out.

One of the Gerudo stepped up, keeping her spear pointed at the men. “Voe are not allowed in Gerudo. Normally we’d throw you all in the dungeon, but today is an exception, you should consider yourselves lucky. Now leave.”

“P-please, I just need to know if my daughter Malon is here,” Talon begged, “she’s pregnant and I don’t know where she is.”

The Gerudo stayed still for a moment, glaring at the farmer, but she eased up. “You’re the missing father?”

“I—yes—yes I am!”

The Gerudo looked at Leon and Rusl and frowned. “Who are these two?”

“They’re my friends.”

The Gerudo frowned again, studying the two, her yellow eyes piercing into the men.

“Wait a second!” A smaller voice called out, and Leon gasped when a small boy with long blonde hair popped out.

“Link!” His voice cracked as he said it, relief and disbelief overwhelming him as he saw his son, the boy he’s been searching for relentlessly for weeks. Link’s eyes began to tear up when he saw Leon, but before he ran to him, three more Links came out, watching him cautiously. Leon was taken aback, but he quickly got over it. The four sword disappeared with Link, it made sense that he was split now. The first one he saw was Red, and Green looked relieved as well, but Vio and Blue looked to be distrusting towards him.

“Oh… father!” Red cried, running to Leon, ignoring Blue calling out his name. Leon couldn’t hold back the laugh as he was hugged by Red. Green and Vio walked over, and soon the first knight was bombarded with hugs. The only one who didn’t move was Blue, who was glaring at them.

“Guys! How do we know this is our father! It could be the puppeteer playing tricks on us!” He shouted, pulling out his sword. Leon looked at Blue in surprise, but remembered that everyone was brought here thanks to the puppeteer. It was no wonder why he was hesitant.

“Link—I mean— Blue, I’m not a puppet,” Leon said gently, but firmly.

“That’s something a puppet would say!”

“Well what would a non-puppet say?”

Blue paused for a second, watching him with his icy blue eyes. He huffed.

“What’s something only Father would know?”

Leon stared at him, then stared at the others. He took in a shaky breath and let it out.

“When Vaati put me in that trance, you boys wanted to blast your force at me. But no one was brave enough to do it, they didn’t want to hurt me. All except you, Blue. You blasted all your force at me, and it hurt, but it woke me up. I was able to keep myself from hurting you boys because of the pain, and I’m so grateful for your bravery to do that.” Leon stared at him firmly, then smiled warmly. “I know it’s you asking me if I was upset about you doing that to me. But I just want you to know that I never was, and I never will be. I look at that scar with pride, for you, for all of you. I love you, Blue.”

Blue’s glare softened and he put his sword down. He slowly walked over to Leon and leaned his head against his stomach. Leon let out a laugh and gathered all four boys into his arms, giving them all a squeeze. The boys all started crying as they hugged him, and Leon nearly choked up as well.

“Goddesses, I’m so glad you’re all alright,” he mumbled into Blue’s hair, and Red gave out a sob.

“We’ve missed you father,” he cried, his bottom lip trembling. Leon smiled and ran his hand through his hair.

“I’ve missed you too. I’ve been looking everywhere for you boys, I’m so glad that I finally found you.”

Vio pulled away, giving Leon a look. “How are you here, Father? Was it the puppeteer?”

Leon sighed and gave a nod. “He’s been nothing but a nuisance to us all.”

Vio made a face and went back to hugging him, resulting in a chuckle from Leon. He looked up and found Rusl and Talon smiling at him, and he cleared his throat, standing up where his sons were in front of him.

“Rusl, Talon, these are my boys.”

“I thought you only had one son?” Talon tilted his head in confusion. Green stepped up and showed off his four sword.

“This is the four sword, it helped Link split into four people. I’m Green, obviously,” he gestured to his green tunic, “That is Blue, Vio, and Red. It’s really easy to remember our names.”

Rusl laughed. “Well, hopefully none of us are color blind!”

Green smiled and Leon wrapped his arms around his sons. “Boys, this is Rusl and Talon. They’re my…. They’re my friends.”

Rusl smiled gently at Leon, and the first knight looked away as his face grew hot.

“I didn’t know you could make friends, father,” Blue said softly.

“Blue!”

Everyone started laughing as Leon grumbled, causing Blue to give small apologies to him. Rusl gave a few chuckles before turning to the Gerudo.

“Does that mean,” he started out softly, “that my boy is here too?”

One of the Gerudo stepped up. “I’m not sure, but you can’t come in, I’m sorry. Only the father may enter since his daughter is here, but that is it.”

Rusl frowned and took a step back. Talon rested his hand on his shoulder.

“It’s alright, Rusl. I’ll get all the Links that are here back to you,” he assured, and Rusl silently nodded. Talon smiled and was escorted further into the desert, leaving Leon, his sons, and Rusl alone. He glanced over at Rusl who looked upset and he couldn’t he’ll but feel sorry for him.

“Rusl,” he started, and the swordsman looked over at him, “it’ll be alright.”

He gave a small smile and sat on a rock, continuing to watch inside the valley silently. Leon’s boys all huddled around him, curiosity on their faces.

“Father, I am very curious about how exactly you got here, and what you have been doing,” Vio muttered, sitting down on the ground.

“I am too!” Red plopped down as well. “Did you really meet the puppeteer?”

“I hope you punched him in the face,” Blue joined his brothers, punching his palm with his own fist.

Green smiled and looked up at his father. “I guess we wanna know everything.”

Leon chuckled and kneeled down. “I’ll tell you everything that happened to me, but I wanna know everything that happened to you.”

His sons all nodded enthusiastically, and they began to share their tales of adventuring with the other heroes.

~~~~~~~~~~~

Time woke up to the sound of shouting. He rubbed his eye and looked down at Malon, who was snuggled up against his side. He didn’t remember ever falling asleep, but his relief to finally be with his wife must’ve taken over. He always felt at peace around her. He sat up gently, trying not to wake Malon up, and he looked around. The shouting came from the Gerudo, probably giving orders to the others. He let out a sigh and rested his head again, but someone came into the room they were in.

“Excuse me, Link was it?” The Gerudo healer asked softly, “I have some news about your son.”

Time frowned. “My son?”

“The one with the magic drained out of him?”

Time shot up, waking up Malon. “Oh! Yes, he’s not my son but is he alright?”

“Yes, the red potion you gave him saved his life. It was able to stop the poison from draining his life. I’m assuming he’ll wake up today or tomorrow, when he does, give him a magic potion,” she handed him a green potion in a bottle, and Time observed it. “Now, come outside, someone is here to see Malon.”

Malon rubbed her eyes and looked at the healer confused. “Who?”

“Your father has arrived.”

Malon blinked at her, then gasped when she registered what the healer had said. She shot up, with Time quickly following her.

“My father is here? Are you sure?” She said breathlessly.

“Your father is a shorter man with a big nose, yes? He said that he was looking for you.”

Malon covered her mouth in excitement, and she almost ran out of the door, but Time stopped her.

“Link? What is it?”

Time frowned, looking at the ground. This all seemed too good to be true, and terribly convenient.

“Let me see him first, Malon,” he said quietly.

“What? Why? He’s my father, Link! I thought that something happened to him!”

Time rested his hands on her shoulders. “The puppeteer can make illusions to trick people, let me make sure that it’s not him, alright? I would never forgive myself if he got to you too.”

Malon glared at him, but she didn’t fight back. Time went outside and grabbed his Biggoron sword, looking around cautiously. He spotted Talon who had different guards surrounding him, and his eyes lit up when he saw Time.

“Link! Is that really you?” He exclaimed, running up to Time. Time didn’t move, and he clutched his sword a little tighter. “I can't believe you’re here! I finally found you! I’m glad to see you’re doin’ alright!” When he got closer, Time took a step back, and Talon stopped, giving him a weird look. “What’s wrong? Do you—“ Talon’s eyes widened. “Oh no! You think I’m a puppet don’t ya?”

Time raised an eyebrow. “You know the puppeteer?”

“Unfortunately yes, he’s been a real pain. But I’m not a puppet! It’s really me!” Talon rubbed his chin and looked down, thinking. “I gotta think about something that only I would know….”

Time squinted his eyes. If this was a puppet, he was doing a good job.

“Oh! Well… I guess I should apologize to you Link,” Talon started, “I’m… sorry I never believed you about Ingo. I dunno if you know this but he took the ranch, locked me in the basement when I got there and drugged my friends, kicked Malon out leaving her alone for weeks, and just made a mess of things! None of that would’ve happened if I actually listened to you, and I’m sorry.”

“You know about Ingo?”

“Yeah, I do now. But don’t worry about the ranch! I got it back! The Hylian guard took him away, so we can head back home!” Talon smiled, but when Time didn’t move, he sighed. “Um, I think I believe your stories now, Link. Especially the time travel ones. I’m still confused about the moon fallin’ and demons, but after the stuff I’ve seen, I think I believe it a little more.”

A smile tugged at Time’s lips, and he put his Biggoron sword down. Talon grinned and the two hugged each other.

“I'm so glad you’re alright, Link. Is Malon doing ok?”

Time smiled and patted his back. “Why don’t ya see for yourself? She’s in there,” Time gestured to where he and Malon were, and Talon excitedly shuffled over, barging into the room. Time heard excited cheers, but he didn’t join them. Knowing Malon, she’d want to go back to the ranch, and he was going to get the others ready so they could leave as soon as possible. He just hoped that Hyrule was awake now, or at least beginning to wake up.

Windy was confused when Time told him the plan, but he was given the magic potion and he started getting everything together, Hyrule was still unconscious, but he looked more alive, which was good. Twilight was watching the back area of Gerudo, and though he was hesitant to leave, Time’s glare kept him from arguing about it. Time didn’t know where Four was, and as he was looking for him, he saw his wife and father-in-law talking with two Gerudo. Malon’s face lit up when she saw her husband and she wandered over to him.

“Link! There you are! I was just talking to Risa here and uh… I want to head back to Lon Lon ranch.”

“I know, I already have the boys getting ready right now.”

Malon giggled and gave him a peck on the lips. “You know me too well.”

Time smiled at the kiss. “Yeah, I’m just trying to find Four, dunno where he is.”

“Which one was Four?”

“Well, he’s split right now but he’s the one with the distinct colors.”

Talon stepped up, gesturing to the Gerudo entrance. “I know where that kiddo is! They’re all with my friends who are waiting for us! I did say that I would bring their Links back to them.”

Time gave a nod and looked over at Twilight, who was helping Windy with a still unconscious Hyrule.

“Oh my,” Talon murmured, “what happened there?”

“The puppeteer poisoned him and drained all his magic. The healer said he should be fine.”

“Oh well, that’s good. That darn puppeteer. I swear if I ever see him I’ll shove my pitchfork up his—“ he stopped himself and looked at Windy who was getting closer, “uh, you know what I’m sayin’.”

Time snorted and gave him a pat on the shoulder. “I know exactly what you’re saying.” He gestured his head towards the entrance of Gerudo when Twi and Windy arrived. “Let’s go. We’re heading to my home.”

“Is this all’ya?” Talon asked, staring at the Links. Time shrugged.

“No, we were the only ones teleported here. There are more, but I pray that they are safe.”

Talon frowned. “Well, we should go then, I have a friend who is very excited to see his son.” His eyes lingered on Twilight for a moment and he squinted, but turned around with his arm wrapped around Malon.

“Excuse me,” Risa spoke up, stopping the group from continuing. “Please allow us to accompany you, that way we can help when the baby is born.”

“Oh! I’d love that very much!” Malon exclaimed. “Y’all have been so helpful to me, we really owe you a lot.”

Risa smiled and she and one other Gerudo joined them as they walked towards the entrance. Time looked at Windy who was still carrying Hyrule in his arms, all the shuffling would have woken him up, and he couldn’t help but be impatient. But he knew that the healer was right about him, and he knew that if he were to wake up soon, that Windy would take good care of him. For now, everything seemed alright for Time.

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aa your writing is godsend ;; could you write a scout x reader smut fic where he’s eating reader out?? 😵‍💫 take your time and thank you!! <3

omg ilysm i forgot tumblr existed so sorry it took me a bit but here you go !! i also havent written or had sex in a while so im a bit rusty LMAO

cw// smut. obv. female oral BABYYY. scout is so dreamy but with a c ;), he takes after daddy spy in this one lol. ambiguous rship. i cant be fucked doing ~lore~ so its just immediately smut hes already balls deep please mentally prepare yourself and if it ruins it im sorry. i think this takes place in .. a part.. of the base .. somewhere .. in an ambiguous location👍 no beta we die like men

edit: i just woke up and my beta reader told me i forgot to write scouts accent oh my fucking god. no beta we die like men. im not changing it

edit 2: few months later hello, im porting my fics to ao3 and i noticed this one had so much wrong with it (mostly formatting and grammar) and ive changed some of it oops

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His hands found his way into my pants, kind of just groping, as he was hunched above me, pressing me into the sofa-chair below me; his lips stayed warmly connected to my throat as he muttered obscenities. He was teasing, and he was fully aware of it as I let out breathy gasps.

“Scout.”

“Mhm?” I could feel him grin against my neck, beckoning a response. “Babe?”

“Touch me. Can you- please.”

He began rubbing messily circles into my clit as directed for a moment, earning a gasped moan. “You sound so good, you know that?” He spoke as he slowly dipped his fingers easily into the wetness.

“Fuck, really?”

“Of course.” He began mumbling into my neck again, leaving soft bites as he began pumping his fingers in a come-hither motion. “I want to hear you.”

“Please, I need you- I need more. Oh my god.”

And then he stopped. And he removed his hand, and moved off the chair, kneeling in front of me.

“What are you doing, don’t stop!” I frowned.

He began pulling off my pants completely, throwing them behind him somewhere before spreading my legs and making very intense eye contact with it. I hesitated to keep my legs open; “C’mon, show me how pretty you are. Just relax.”

He began holding my calf as he moved one leg over his shoulder and began kissing his way up my leg, closer to my thighs, before finally making contact. I moaned, throwing my head back. He started slow, taking his time as if it was a leisurely stroll.

“You taste good too, what can’t you do?” He joked.

“Shut up.” I said quickly. “Don’t stop, don’t stop.”

I reached down and flicked his, for some reason still on, cap to run my hands through his hair, getting a firm grasp. He let out a groan as he continued ever so slowly.

His hands were holding tightly onto my hips, though I tried to fight it to grind into his face. “Scout. Please. More.” I whined, “Faster.”

He began going faster, lifting my hips higher off the chair to change the angle too, allowing me to roll my hips onto his tongue.

My thighs began squeezing around him and he let out something between a hum and a moan, looking up at me with big eyes. You could see it, he needed this just as bad as I did. He needed to make me cum on his tongue, he was desperate for it, he WANTED to work for it. He wanted to be here for hours for it if he had to.

“Scout, oh my god. Scout.” I began to semi-chant. “I’m right there, please, so close.”

“This fast?” He quickly muttered.

“It’s been a while!” I quickly said back as firmly as I could muster words.

He kept at it with the same agonising pace, though now he was letting out groans that was vibrating through me.

“Scout, I’m gonna, you’re gonna-” My sentences stringed into incoherent moans that gradually got louder, and he began moving slightly faster. I began chanting a mix of ‘fuck’ and ‘scout’ as I reached the edge, my back arched sharply as my muscles tensed around him, basically screaming ‘oh my fucking god’, my head harshly hit the chair as my legs shook around him.

“You okay?” He said after riding out my orgasm, listening to me gasp and pant.

“Fantastic. Amazing. Never better.” I spoke through deep breaths.

He laughed, reaching for my pants and attempting, and somehow now failing, to put my pants back on.

“Thank you.” I said, smiling at him through my haze.

“Of course.” He smiled back, standing me up to finish putting my pants onto my body. Once he finished that, he lifted my chin with his fingers and pressed a soft kiss onto the corner of my mouth; “You should get to bed.”

“Hopefully I can make it there.”

“I’ll walk with you.”

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thematic headcanons, accepting!

@fcundfamily wrote: hc + 😃 for a happiness-themed headcanon , hc + 👍 for a headcanon about things they like , hc + 😨 for a fear-themed headcanon , hc + ⛄ for a season-themed headcanon , hc + 🚶‍♂️ for a habit-themed headcanon , hc + 🎡 for a hobby-themed headcanon / for kabru ! you don't have to answer all of them ofc

FOR KABRU? i will gladly do ALL of these. i'll just slap it under the cut because oh my goodness, i kinda wrote a whole ass essay.

happiness. kabru puts on different masks daily to make sure he completes his goals, more often meaning that you'll come across him wearing a fake smile sometimes. but if you ever get a chance to see a REAL smile from him? it's like standing under the warm sunshine, he just radiates soothing energy. kabru normally isn't one for physical touch most of the time, but if he's in a really good mood, you'll notice him standing closer, maybe even putting a hand on your shoulder. subtle yet small signs.

things they like. this one kind of falls under hobbies as well i guess? but kabru has a liking for weapons, all kinds. because of this, i think he likely has a big collection of different kinds of melee weapons in his home, and he's quite proficient in most of them. he's always looking to better prepare and equip himself for dungeon expeditions.

i can also see him maybe collecting small artifacts that originate from his homeland. utaya was destroyed, but there could always have been small fragments of photographs, treasures, jewelry, books and other such items which may have survived the disaster. kabru will try to get his hands on such things whenever he can.

also in terms of favourite foods though, his number one is tomatoes. but for other things he likes? i can see him liking heavily spiced foods, as well as fish/seafood.

fear. ever since the utaya incident back when he was young, kabru has had trouble sleeping sometimes thanks to the night terrors he's plagued by. there's different ways he deals with it, sometimes he'll just stay awake, maybe drink a little bit, but there's a secret method he sometimes uses if none of the other's work. y'know those plushies he used to have at misiril's house? i think he kept at least one of them. try as he might to deny his dependence on it, if he's really struggling to sleep some nights, he'll grab it and put it on his bed with him. and 99% of the time, it works.

season. i think kabru is favorable to the heat than he is the cold. part of this is because of his early childhood, as from what remnants we've seen from utaya, it looked to be inspired by indian countries, which typically have a warmer climate compared to other places. summer is the time of year you'll usually see him out and about the most, whereas in winter, he'll usually be cooped up inside desperately trying to get warm. it doesn't help after so many resurrections in the dungeons that his body has become rather thin, meaning he doesn't have much body fat to keep himself warm, thus leading for his distaste for colder weather.

habit. i mean, we already know this man sleeps in the nude based on that one extra. but for other habits? he forgets his basic necessities more often than not, such as eating and sleeping. he pretty much needs someone breathing down his neck sometimes to remind him. but i think he could honestly have a habit of playing with his hair too? like, getting a couple curls and twirling it around a finger or something when he's lost in thought maybe.

hobby. well, judging from small snippets we've seen in the manga, kabru does know how to cook, albeit extremely basically. although he's nowhere as interested in such things compared to laios, it's still something he partakes in from time to time, especially when it comes to dishes that mean a lot to him. these mainly include foods he ate a lot as a child, such as when he cooked mithrun the lamb stew his mother had taught him to make, as well as the extra where we see him showcasing a dessert from utaya. i also think he'd probably be a big reader and even writer.

[tazzertopia]

my thoughts on the hxh phantom rouge movie

pls do not take this too seriously i just wanna talk about things i noticed when watching it while sleep deprived last night 😊👍😊👍

🚨YAPPER ALERT🚨

-ik kurapika defo would’ve mentioned him at some point to gon and killua but how the fuck did they recognise (puppet) uvogin… like no hesitation….. did kurapika show them a picture or what

-why was kurapika so badly dumbed down and ooc in the movie it actually pissed me off (not really) like one of the main plot points is that the puppet guy (insufferable prick who I’ll get to later) used dead pairo to steal kurapika’s eyes but the issue is that he used pairo’s child self to lure him in like…. 🤨 based on the flashbacks i’m assuming kurapika was around 11-12 when the kurta clan massacre happened and pairo was probably either the same age or a year or two younger (i am not looking this up due to i can’t be bothered) so how the fuck did kurapika not question why his supposedly alive friend hadn’t aged a day in about five years

-especially as kurapika is mostly pretty level headed and logical so how would he not figure that out

-the timeline was confusing as hell to me bc based on uvo and pakunoda being dead in the movie and killua still having illumi’s manipulation needle i’d assume it’s anywhere between the end of the york new arc to the end of the greed island arc but thanks to the power scaling it’s really hard to tell ????????? like somehow gon and killua were basically unscathed after getting directly hit by uvo (the physically strongest member of the troupe) but basically just attacked by combining their nen and overall didn’t seem that strong like how strong are they meant to be by this point

-the townspeople in this movie are coming out on top in the idgaf war because the way none of them reacted to uvo demolishing a hospital… like no commotion. NADA. they just minded their business the entire movie (inspirational tbh)

-but also why was the hospital so desolate and why was kurapika the only one there

-the way only gon, killua and the blonde girl reacted to uvo fucking up the hospital while kurapika remained unbothered

-finally gonna talk about that ugly mf omokage

-he looks like a toxic love interest from an early 2000s dark fantasy harem anime

-like why was he in a completely different art style

-his ability soul doll or whatever it’s called is stupid op bc you’re telling me he can just create puppets of anyone he wants with their exact strength just like that ???????

-also what is the criteria for creating the puppets bc i swear they never explain how he’s able to create them

-like does he need their hair or what

-still confused on how kurapika used chain jail on him considering he isn’t a spider anymore (no clue how the limitations to his power were so flexible) #plotconvenience

-illumi looked uglier than usual in this movie especially at the beginning when he killed those kids

-hisoka’s hair being more orange than red also pissed me off

-we got one shalnark line in the movie tho 😍😍😍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍 crumbs

-speaking of crumbs for a movie about the phantom troupe they had barely any screen time

-like barely even five minutes 💔

-lastly just wanna say how fuxking ugly the blonde girl’s puppet was i hate it so much

-lastly lastly ik i posted this already but the cgi fish made me giggle bc they look so out of place (ik i couldn’t do any better i just found them funny tee hee)

that’s it hope you enjoyed reading my complaints about a cash-grab anime movie 💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕😜😜😜😜 can’t wait to watch the last mission tonight so i can complain about it tomorrow 💙 that’s what you get when you’re desperate for hxh content lols but like i said pls don’t take this too seriously okay mwah xoxoxo

[dory2812]

There's so many comments under this article, really BAD comments-from men...

Basically almost every guy says sth like "no way that no guy hits on her ever,she was clearly rejecting them all and now her clock is ticking so she's trying to blame guys for being single"...

Like,no! Is it really so hard to accept that there are people who didn't start their love life at the age of 15? I feel like nowadays there's a stupid belief that if you had not have your first sexx at 15- you're automatically a failure... Nowadays it's embarrassing to be a 20+ virgin. Since when had we normalised loosing virginity at 15/16?

So to all those guys who could not believe the girl, here's my story, and NO, I'M NOT ASHAMED OF TELLING IT, it's 2023, there's no shame in being lonely 🤦:

I'm 31, virgin, never kissed etc. People say I'm pretty, I dress nicely, make up and hair done, really down to earth and positive-according to the others. But... Despite me trying, going to many different places, no guy ever asked me out or at least looked at me. I was so desperate some time ago, that whenever I met a guy at work,gym or other places, I'd keep lingering around them, I'd always be near, even if the guy wasn't my type...just trying to be noticed. Thankfully I'm not like that anymore 🤣. I just accepted that apparently I'm the ugliest girl ever and not worth anyone's attention. That's ok, I guess that was meant to me. I'm not looking for anyone anymore, I guess I should just be alone, I still take a good care of my appearance but for myself, not others. Not gonna lie, it hurts to be unworthy of love but it's ok, I'm strong and I will get through the life alone 👍 so yes, some of us were never noticed by guys. I'm not asexual tho so one day I'll just go to a public house if I'll feel the need, sad that I'll have to pay for love and attention but it is what it is 🤷 I'm sure there's more of us and I'm also 100% sure that many guys can relate to it too!

[pristine-rose]

Let's be bad

⊹ characters : la signora, ningguang, yae miko (separate)

⊹ synopsis : actress au. they’re due onstage soon, but it seems they need a bit of relief, first

⊹ warnings : backstage/dressing room sex, oral (signora), fingering (ning), scissoring (miko), reader is kinda snarky, service dom reader (signora), sub reader (miko & ning)

⊹ female reader (afab, she/her usage), not beta read, miko’s isn’t as good i think </3

the title and some lines reference BOMBSHELL. if you got that, then 1. i’m sorry for being a nerd, but 2. kiss me. also THANK YOU @kurogane2512 MY DARLING FOR IDEAS ON SIGNORA’S PART 💘💘 mwah you’re the best <3

⊹ note : idk if i need to say this but

“places”/“calling places” = a command where all actors have to go to their places onstage right before a show starts

“break a leg” = good luck / do well

⊹ LA SIGNORA

actress!signora, dressing assistant!reader

i’m using her real name for this 👍 “signora” will be her stage name or smth like that

Tap. Tap.

She tapped the tip of the makeup brush against the top of her compass with practiced ease, a puff of pink powder dispersing into the air of the dressing room. Then she moved the brush up to her cheek, where she caked her skin with a considerable amount of blush.

How cute, was all you could think. For her to even attempt to do her makeup in these circumstances—it wasn’t like you were blind to the way her hands were slightly trembling.

“Do… Do you really have to do this now…?” Rosalyne asked you—so quiet, almost as if she was trying to minimize the chances of getting caught. But you couldn’t blame her; she had a reputation of fame as an actress to keep up.

After all, what would the people out there think if they were to see her now, sitting here on the dressing room chair with her assistant’s head between her legs? Her thighs spread so sinfully, and the erotic sounds of your tongue licking through her folds—it was the last thing she needed right before a performance.

God, you were so slow. Slow, yet so skillfully good at the same time. Your tongue prodded at her down there, and though she absolutely refused to look down, she could tell you were smiling.

One slow, long lick up—she tried her hardest just to not shiver from that alone. Thank heavens she was an actress; she feared she couldn’t control her body otherwise.

You parted for just a moment, mumbling against her clit, “Just prepping you for a good show tonight.” You placed a wet kiss on her folds and she almost messed up her eyeliner, panting a bit. “Makin’ you feel like the main attraction both onstage and off.”

She silently gasped for air, “You do this every time.” Rosalyne gritted the words through her teeth in an attempt to sound annoyed with you, but you weren’t deaf to the whine in her throat.

“And you’re even better onstage each time.”

KNOCK! KNOCK!

She almost jumped out of her seat in shock, had you not secured her thighs down.

“Two minutes till places! Don’t be late again, ‘Signora’!”

Screw it.

The crimson red lipstick container fell right out of her hand and clattered loudly atop the dressing room table.

Her hand dived straight down to grip the hair on your head, pushing you desperately closer to her and forcing you to go faster. Your tongue dived into her heat without warning, and she threw her head back as she finally released a loud groan in pleasure. You were unrelenting, completely ravishing her in stark contrast to your teasingly slow pace from just seconds ago.

“Faster…” she mumbled in ecstasy, panting between little whines.

Your tongue constantly swirled and plunged deep inside her—you knew just how to drive her mad, though she would never admit that to you. But the way she came hard every night just made it so obvious, and you couldn’t help but take pride in it.

It was a little pre-performance ritual you indulged in before every show. It was necessary—you, at least, deemed it so. After all, she always seemed to glow even brighter onstage after every orgasm.

“Close,” she breathily whined. “Please… I’m… ‘m gonna—”

Her hand flew straight up to cover her mouth as she gasped from her sputtering orgasm.

You lapped up her juices greedily on your tongue, gripping her trembling thighs in such a tight way you knew might show under the stage lights. Rosalyne desperately tried to calm her breaths from her generous release, and before you knew it, you were pushed aside as she immediately hurried to apply the finishing crimson lipstick to her face.

She didn’t even spare you a glance once she stood up from the seat in which she was tongue-fucked in merely seconds ago. However, your eyes didn’t miss the way she stumbled in her steps for just a second before she slammed the door shut.

Aw, you didn’t even get to wish her good luck.

But it was no troubling matter. Licking your lips, you stood up from your place on the floor, making your way backstage so you could watch her perform from the side wings.

Oh, you couldn’t wait for intermission.

⊹ NINGGUANG

director!ningguang, actress!reader

“N… Ning, it’s not long until showtime…”

“Shhh…”

The proximity of her face allowed her breath to hit right against your ear, causing you to gasp out in breathless delight. Her body was flushed right against yours, trapping you right where she wanted.

You were sitting so indecently atop the long dressing room table, back pressed tight on the cold surface of the room’s wide mirror. It made you shiver in excitement, completely contrasting the warmth of your director’s body in front of you.

And, it was only more thrilling with the feel of her fingers messily plunging in and out of your soaking cunt. With your bare ass on the table, and her two fingers causing your juices to spill on it.

You panted, “Oi, I still… I still need to finish dressing, y’know.”

“Oh?” she voiced, and she never once slowed down the pace of her fingers. “I’m sure the men in the audience wouldn’t mind if you performed clothed or undressed.”

You almost sneered, had she not greedily captured your lips in a dirty kiss. With the hungry way she was moving her mouth against yours, you were certain the lipstick you perfectly lined was now completely smeared thanks to her.

A heavy round of knocks suddenly banged against the door, causing her to (rather annoyingly) part her lips from yours.

“Two minutes till places!” came Keqing’s call through the door.

“Got it!” you responded as innocently and as steadily as you could, for Ningguang was so cruel with the way she continued to finger you.

“By the way, Miss,” Keqing continued. “Do you happen to know where our director is?”

Right here in front of me, you internally groaned, fucking the daylights out of me instead of doing her job.

“Ah, Director Ningguang?” you attempted to speak normally. “Well she’s actually right—”

Ningguang slammed her body even closer against yours, muttering threateningly through gritted teeth, “You better not say another word.” Her fingers curled into your cunt as she said this, and you tried so hard just to suppress your cry. “Do me a favor. Tell her I’m not here, won’t you?”

You scowled at her, “How scandalous…”

Her fingers pressed impossibly harder into you, as if akin to an actual threat. You had to bite your tongue, before you were forced to answer in her favor.

“The director isn’t here!” you called out to Keqing at the door, trying your hardest to maintain a steady voice. Ningguang increased the pace of her fingers, beginning to harshly slam them into you, and you could only hope Keqing couldn’t hear the sounds of wet slaps through the door. “Sorry—ngh… about that, Keqing.”

“It’s alright,” she audibly sighed outside the door before beginning to walk away. “Break a leg tonight, Miss.”

“Thank you!”

In an instant, Ningguang’s thumb stuck out to rub and hit at your clit for more stimulation as she finger-fucked you, causing you to practically cry out in pleasure. And yet you opened your eyes despite the intensity, speaking through your moans in almost pathetically breathless taunts.

“How bad of you…” you panted with a challenging smirk. You could barely even slur sentences together without whining in between words. Her fingers curled, they scissored, they plunged so deep—your lower body was practically burning at how good she was. “Imagine, mm… If I ratted you out… Director Ningguang gaining notoriety for fucking her star actress backstage.”

“Well that’ll surely get my name on the papers, don’t you think so?” she hummed, clearly amused at your willingness to be this bratty despite being in such a dirty position. You were truly such a wild, young star she had yet to tame. “There’s no such thing as bad attention, especially not in this industry.”

“Of course you’d say something like that,” you breathed out with a small laugh.

Her fingers were so unforgiving, and the setting only made it more arousing. To think you’d be performing in front of an audience after this—after the director of the whole show absolutely destroys your core before you go onstage. And she’d get to watch you, knowing she did such things.

“You’re doing so well tonight,” she licked her lips in satisfaction. “I knew you’d be the perfect fit for this role”

“‘m gonna cum soon,” you whispered quietly, almost as if you didn’t want to admit some sort of defeat. “Finish me quick.”

All she did was give you that haunting smile of hers, before she wildly rutted her hand into your heat, allowing you to hold on to her shoulders as you finally orgasmed onto her hand.

She almost laughed at your dumb little expression after you came down from your high, before fixing your lipstick with her thumb. How incompetent of you, she thought, that you weren’t able to recover from her treatment as quickly as she liked.

“Run along now,” she ushered you off the table, “I don’t allow setbacks in my shows.”

How hypocritical.

⊹ YAE MIKO

actress!miko, dressing assistant!reader

“Two minutes till places!”

The booming knock on the dressing room door startled you half to death, and Miko only laughed at your misery.

Two minutes until she had to be set onstage. Two minutes, and yet she was still wildly grinding her heat against yours like some rabid animal.

You were constantly pushed down against the little couch in Miko’s dressing room, with the actress never merciful in her movements. She scissored you, grinding the both of your cores together, but clearly chasing her own orgasm instead of yours.

“Mm,” she lightly moaned when your hips twitched upwards just a little. “You always feel so good on me.” Gods, her voice was so erotic—her words naturally slurred together in a way that made you feel lightheaded, though you supposed that’s what made her such a good actress.

She continued, “And you always take me so well.” That smile of hers was practically predatory.

“M… Miko!” you gasped. “Did you not hear? You—ngh… you have to be onstage soon.”

“They can wait,” she darkly laughed. “A show can’t go on without its star actress, after all.”

“But—”

“Do my hips need some translating?” she spoke down at you. “I’m not going anywhere until I’m finished.”

You could only wonder how this woman was not a moaning mess right now—because you sure as hell where. Miko only let out small hums and groans every so often, but she seemed to practically drink in the sight of you, all writhing and messy underneath her.

Her hips rolled against yours with no means of stopping, though you’d be lying if you said you really wanted her to. Just the thought of her willing to be late just to chase her orgasm with you was an addicting notion.

“A-Are you even mic’d up?” you asked her.

“Hm? You mean this little thing?” she voiced, turning her face.

Struggling as you opened your hazy eyes, you looked to where she was pointing, only to see a small microphone looped over her ear and taped to her cheek. It was the mic every actor had on them, controlled by the tech managers.

“It’s on, you know,” she giggled.

Your eyes widened in panic, and she did her best to bend down in your position, still relentlessly grinding against your clit.

“Do you think the volume is up for the audience?” she mumbled, clearly expecting a vocal answer out of you. “Do you think they can hear you? Your pretty little moans and the way I’m fucking you right now? Do you think they can hear all that?”

The thought scared you yet aroused you at the same time. Oh, to have the world know you were sleeping with the star actress Yae Miko behind the scenes. To let them find out how she loved the way her dripping heat felt against your own. To let them know that she was fucking you right now, even running late to an audience that expect me her.

You moaned out loudly at the thought of it, and at the feeling of Miko grinding harder on top of you. Her grin was practically wicked as your whines were drawn out, seeking your arousal at the thought of everyone hearing the sin of a show you were creating backstage.

She was the one that was supposed to get pleasure, and yet you were here, fucked out of your mind after already cumming once while she was still chasing her first orgasm. And once she finally came, she quickly wiped herself up, not bothering to bid you farewell even after such an exchange.

You were left breathing heavily on the couch, absolutely bewildered as to how she could get up and perform so quickly.

what even is this. look away i’m so ashamed

[rose-wine-selfships]

1-6 from the vibes meme? (kittyandco)

1) If your f/o drew you, how would they draw you? The pose, the style, the coloring?

He. Is. SHAMELESS. Joe is so the type of guy to draw me completely naked, hair tousled all over, and legs spread wide open on the couch. The “Titanic draw-me-like-one-of-your-French-girls” kind of borderline pornographic artist. And the worst part is…he’s f*cking good at it. You know those Rubenesque beauty artist styles from the 17th century? Yeah, THOSE GUYS.

He’s amazing at drawing me in every little detail from the location of my freckles and acne, to the cellulite and stretch marks all over my body. He has every part of me mesmerized. And my art in comparison looks like a toddler drew circle ass and tits compared to his Leonardo De f*cking Vinci ass! Seriously, I’m jealous of his talents lol!

And you know what’s the worst part? Even if he didn’t draw me naked? He’s totally the type of guy to draw me bent over pin-up style in the sexiest red dress known to man while drinking wine. His usage of colors is phenomenal, and he makes me so embarrassed because he puts so much effort into making me look beautiful in his drawings. Then he gets “inspiration” and has his way with me after looking at my drawings for so long. 😉😉😉

2) What kind of outfit would your f/o pick for you, if they had to?

If he had to dress me up, Joe would be the happiest damn guy on Earth. He’d make sure I wear nothing but the sexiest dresses and lingerie for him, but only in private. He can’t stand the thought of anyone else looking at my “luscious Latina curves” and gets quite possessive of me. In public, he loves seeing me in fuzzy sweaters with maxi skirts or sundresses.

As for shoes he loves it when I wear high heels or knee high boots to top off the look. Joe thinks it’s classy yet tasteful for peak fashion. Plus I look so damn adorable and sexy in his eyes like that. He’ll also take this opportunity to adorn me with the prettiest of jewelry he bought for me on previous dates. It’s a not-so subtle reminder to let other “admirers” (aka any people in a 50 mile radius) know to,” back off b*tch, she’s MINE! ” as his statement.

3) You and your f/o are in a crisis. What’s the first thing you two do?

Joe is definitely the type of guy to keep his cool in emergency situations. His literal motto is and I quote,” Never let yourself panic. No matter how bad it is, you find a way to stay calm, and keep your wits.” He’s been in enough dangerous and traumatic situations in his lifetime to react almost instinctively like a wild, bloodthirsty animal. He also uses his sharp intellect to outsmart and overcome his usually stronger opponents.

As for me, I try hard to stay calm but I’m actually freaking out on the inside. Joe can easily tell if my whole body is shaking, or if I’m swallowing my tears back. Joe then guides me through the process firmly but calmly. Once I know what to do he backs off and lets me do the rest.

Afterwards Joe engulfs me in the warmest hug, kisses my head, and tells me how proud he is for being so strong. He knows it’s not easy, and he knows I’m not used to situations like this at all. When it comes to the committing crimes like killing people, preserving organs, and burying the bodies he does it completely by himself. Unless if he desperately needs help from me he prefers to keep the dangerous activities with me to a minimum. He’s considerate that way. 👍

4) Your f/o sends you a drunk/sleepy text. What does it say?

When Joe is drunk, he’s usually the type to slur and misspell his texts even when he’s sexting me lol. Emojis will be all over the place and he’s a lot more expressive. His grammar is horrible too which makes it even funnier! 😂👌

For example,

“ Goddddd I love uuuu soooo muuuuch! 😫😫

I wanna stud, you like a burrito 🌯 with my special sour cream if, you knew what I menn? 😉😉

Hol on wait!

*Stuff!

Ducking autocorrect!

*Fuck!

Arrrgghhhhh! 🤬🤬🤬”

5) How does your f/o get your attention when they need you?

Joe gets very naughty by having his hands all over my body while kissing the nape of my neck. He usually does that in private or when I’m making a long phone call. If I’m still too focused on something, then he starts clearing his throat or groaning quite loudly to snap me out of it. He then starts visibly pouting and it’s the most adorable thing I’ve seen my yandere man do. 😫💕

6) How does your f/o introduce you to their friends?

Honestly, Joe does it as normally as any guy would do to introduce his lover to his friends which is happily and proudly. The only difference is that he’s subtly more visibly affectionate. He loves rubbing circles into my lower back while he hums and nods listening to other people. He also loves pulling me closer into his arms midway through conversations.

Sometimes if his friends get a little “too close” to me he starts kissing my cheek or the top of my head. Then while I’m not looking he sends the most iciest and intimidating glare at them for good measure. If they still don’t take the hint…well let’s just say he’ll take things into his own bloody hands. After all, he knows how to easily dispose of a body so you better sleep with one eye open. 🔪🩸