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Spider Quinn 12 Rise of the Green Goblin - Part 9

The Shadow parked as close as she could to the devastated Hall as she could, given the traffic of people trying to leave the vicinity. She saw a large concentration of fires in that direction as she got out of the car. “OK, SpiderGirl and Ninja Talon, backup is here.” She then opened the trunk to see that there was more gear. “Good.”

Ninja Talon urged people to run as she saw SpiderGirl try to fight the aircraft. “I have to get up there!” she said to Peterson, who was nearby.

“Go!”

The Moretti’s arrived on the scene after having similar trouble to the Shadow in finding a place to park. The older one looked at where Ninja Talon was scaling the wall of the Hall. “I will go over there, and discretely use a forcefield to hold the roof up. You can look out for that aircraft and try to disable it. Our powers also have a disruptive effect on electronics.”

“Got it!”

Ninja Talon shot her grapple gun, hoping that it wouldn’t make things worse by dislodging something. It held. She then climbed up.

SpiderGirl was still attempting to web up the aircraft, which was hovering nearby. ‘He’s too elusive,’ she thought. She saw Ninja Talon climbing up. ‘I’ll give her some time.’ She then attempted to web up the pilot’s helmet, but she still missed.

The older Moretti walked up to the building unnoticed. She closed her eyes and perceived the inside of the building where people were still waiting to get out. She then focused on the ceiling where it was threatening to fall in and generated a forcefield to hold it in place. She was thankful that she had found the time to continue to develop her powers in the midst of the busyness of motherhood and work.

The Shadow ran up to the scene. ‘There’s lots I can do. But what first,’ she wondered quickly. ‘Help SpiderGirl and Ninja Talon fight the aircraft? Or help with the evacuation.’ She decided to do the former.

Anna and Ben huddled in a phone booth down the street. “Are you OK?” Anna asked as she dialled home.

“With you here, I’m better than I could have been,” Ben answered. “It’s a good thing SpiderGirl showed up when she did.”

“Yes.”

“Feli, is that you? Are you OK?” her mother asked.

“I’m fine, Ben and I got out quickly,” Anna Felicia answered.

“I’m glad to hear that, with what is happening. It looks like SpiderGirl is having the fight of her life.”

“That doesn’t sound good.”

“Ninja Talon and the Shadow are there with her.”

The Enigma (since she was on her own) found a spot beneath a tree near the devastated building and saw the situation with the other vigilantes. SpiderGirl was leaping from side to side, trying to web up the craft, with the Shadow using her clouds to try to hide her. She then started shooting energy projections at the craft.

Amanda arrived on the scene and saw that SpiderGirl, Ninja Talon and her daughter needed help. She also saw that there were energy projections being shot at the craft from somewhere nearby. ‘All of Lawndale’s protectors are here tonight. I hope it’s enough.’

The Enigma continued firing at the craft. ‘It’s has to succumb at some point,’ she thought.

SpiderGirl was running on adrenaline. She knew those energy projections were coming from the fourth vigilante, who was somewhere in the shadows.

Ninja Talon aimed a shuriken at one of the glider’s air intakes. ‘I hope this works!’ she thought. Then she concentrated as she threw it.

Amanda flew in, trying to avoid the energy protections, and fired dry ice at the pilot.

The pilot, was getting annoyed. He thought it would be easy to just take out SpiderGirl, but against multiple vigilantes he was failing. He lined up for another shot, then he noticed something. Some of the gilder’s avionics were failing. ‘It has to be those energy projections,’ he realised. He fired the last missile past SpiderGirl to into the roof and then retreated back the way he came.

By that time the Hall had been evacuated and the older Moretti (who was known in Boston as the Purple Avenger) relaxed. She opened her eyes and retreated as the last explosion caused more of the roof to cave in.

The news was about to spread across the United States.

“It is 8 o’clock. Breaking news; there are reports of some kind of terrorist attack in Lawndale, Pennsylvania…”

The Enigma saw the aircraft retreat. She then retreated herself, back to her mother’s car.

Amanda saw the aircraft retreat. ‘Should I follow?’ she wondered. She reconsidered. ‘Not a good idea,’ she added as she remembered one time when following a villain to their base went awry. She then headed home.

SpiderGirl brought Ninja Talon and the Shadow down to the ground, near where Peterson and a few on duty officers were waiting and watching the fire brigade deal with the fires. “Exhausted,” she said.

“You did very well,” Peterson said.

“I couldn’t have done it without these two,” SpiderGirl said,

“And the fourth,” Ninja Talon added.

“I saw the projections,” SpiderGirl said. “But, a villain, in Lawndale!”

“What did he say to you?” Peterson asked.

“That he had a different vision for Lawndale and that every hero has a villain.”

“That doesn’t sound good,” Peterson said.

“Definitely not. We have to be vigilant. Lawndale needs us,” SpiderGirl said, with determination.

“But this will take a while to recover from,” the Shadow pointed out.

“Lawndale is resilient, it will recover,” Peterson said.

“But what if it’s someone from Lawndale?” Ninja Talon asked.

“Then, we will need to find him as soon as possible,” SpiderGirl responded.

They were silent for a while as they contemplated that.

The Moretti’s returned to their car. “I’d say you did well under the circumstances,” the older one said.

“It still took me a while,” the younger one responded.

“Keep practicing, you will get better.”

“I will.”

“I know you will go out again later, but try to rest when we get home,” the older one said as she started the engine.

“OK.”

“Another thing,” the Shadow said as she saw SpiderGirl getting ready to leave. “The fourth is after you.”

“I know, she told me,” SpiderGirl said, indicating Ninja Talon.

“But what you may not be aware of is that she has powers, not technology,” the Shadow responded.

“Are you sure?” Ninja Talon asked.

“Quite sure.”

“And it was those powers that helped you win tonight,” Peterson mused. She sighed. “More unpredictability. There is going to be a very difficult time ahead.”

“I’ll be off,” the Shadow said.

SpiderGirl watched the Shadow leave. She turned to Ninja Talon. “We need to talk, on the bridge.”

“Of course,” Ninja Talon said.

“But first to a phone booth.”

“Definitely.”

“See you later,” Peterson said.

Daria answered the phone. “Is that you, Quinn?” she asked in concern.

“Daria! I got out of the Hall quickly, along with others,” Quinn answered.

“I’m glad to hear that. The news is coming thick and fast. It seems that SpiderGirl barely escaped.”

“She had others helping her. I’ll be home soon, bye.”

Ashley-Amber answered the phone. “Brittany? Are you OK?”

“I’m OK. I got out as soon as I could!”

Ashley-Amber sighed in relief. “Thank goodness. The news isn’t good. The Hall is falling down. It seems the vigilantes, including that ninja, helped the police with the evacuation.

“That’s good. I will be home soon.”

“I’ll be waiting.”

Jane arrived home and left her Shadow gear in the car. She entered the kitchen. “I know you were there,” she said to her mother.

“Helping a little. You, SpiderGirl and Ninja Talon did most of the work.”

“And the fourth,” Jane added.

“How so?” Trent asked.

“She was firing at the craft,” their mother explained.

“What do you make of the villain?” Jane asked.

“Looks like some sort of Green Goblin…” her mother mused.

“Green Goblin, attacks Lawndale. Ninja Talon and SpiderGirl team up yet again…” Trent murmured.

“That is what happened,” Jane mused. “But I think that calling him that in a song isn’t the way to go.”

“Like the fourth, got it,” Trent said.

“Exactly,” Jane said. “But what does this mean for Lawndale? He’s still out there.”

“It’s up to you and others to figure that out,” her mother said.

“That’s certainly true,” Jane said quietly.

SpiderGirl and Ninja Talon reached the spot below the bridge where they had revealed their secret identities to each other. Both of them looked around before taking off their masks.

“A villain in Lawndale!” Quinn exclaimed. “I didn’t expect that. But, with great power comes great responsibility.”

“I didn’t expect it either,” Brittany said quietly. “But we dealt with it, for now.”

“For now. But that pilot is still out there somewhere. And there’s something else. Officer Peterson suspects that I’m SpiderGirl.”

“She does?”

“Yes, But I don’t think she suspects you as Ninja Talon,” Quinn said.

“Good, but what are you going to do about it?”

“Other than being more careful around her, I’m not sure. What I haven’t told you is that she was there when Daddy died.”

“Oh,” Brittany said quietly.

“’With Great Power Comes Great Responsibility’ were his last words,” Quinn confessed with tears in her eyes.

Brittany hugged Quinn. “You’re not alone.”

“Thanks,” Quinn responded. “And so, she must have overheard.”

They sat their quietly, hugging each other for another minute.

“We need to get home,” Quinn said, wiping another tear from her eyes.

“Yes, Ashley-Amber and Daria are expecting us after those calls,” Brittany said.

“Maybe, you can talk with Peterson from now on,” Quinn suggested.

“That would probably just make her more suspicious.”

“I know, I was just thinking out loud. I’ll see you tomorrow, when I finish at the Historia.”

“OK, have a good night, Quinn.”

SpiderGirl headed home, as Ninja Talon also did.

Xanthe arrived home. She closed the door and said; “you can trust me, Quinn. If you are SpiderGirl, your secret is safe with me.”

At SHIELD headquarters, Nick Fury arrived back at his office. The news from Lawndale wasn’t good. He called up the information that SHIELD had gathered so far.

Attacker: Unknown

Craft profile matches an Oscorp Industries prototype.

Fury had his suspicions. But rumors of Osborn’s mental instability were unsubstantiated. He clicked to another screen and satellite footage of the devastated Lawndale Center Hall was shown. He tried rewinding it, but there were no SHIELD satellites looking at Lawndale during the attack. He sighed and clicked on another screen.

SpiderGirl: Identity Uknown

Ninja Talon: Identity Unknown

The Shadow: Identity Uknown

Suspected Identities:

Lane, Summer

Lane, Penelope

Lane, Jane

Lane, Courtney

Rumored Fourth Vigilante: Identity Uknown

‘We are getting somewhere,’ Fury thought as he clicked on the information related to the Shadow.

The Alternative Defender sighted fighting the attacker alongside SpiderGirl, Ninja Talon and the Shadow. Energy Projections similar to those used by the Purple Avenger in Boston in the late 1970s, early 1980s were also observed.

Alternative Defender: Lane, Amanda Hannah

‘Purple Avenger?’ Fury asked himself.

Purple Avenger: Griffin (nee Moretti), Linda Antiope

Current residence: Lawndale, PA

‘Children?’ he asked himself.

Griffin, Cassandra Aphrodite age: 16

Griffin, Samuel Alexander age: 12

Griffin, Christopher Odysseus age: 10

He then updated the information on the Rumored Fourth Vigilante

Rumored Fourth Vigilante: Identity Unknown

Suspected Identities:

Griffin (nee Moretti), Linda Antiope

Griffin, Cassandra Aphrodite

He then tried to get more information from on the ground in Lawndale.

Back in Lawndale, SpiderGirl arrived home, entering through the basement. She grabbed some spare clothes from the laundry basket. ‘Maybe that’s what I could use part of the hidden space for, extra closet space, to hide the superheroism part,’ she considered. She then went up to the kitchen.

Daria saw that Quinn looked tired. “Did you run all the way?” she asked.

“Not all the way,” she answered.

“I’m just happy that you got away,” Daria said as she hugged her sister. “To think that terrorists would attack here.”

“They would attack anywhere, I suppose.”

“I guess so, It’s just that Lawndale is out of the way.”

“True,” Quinn said.

Their mother then came into the kitchen. “Thank goodness you’re alright.”

“I got away quickly.”

Ashley-Amber saw Brittany enter the lounge room. “Did you run all the way here, honey?”

“Some of the way,” Brittany answered.

“It must have been quite scary! It certainly looked that way on the TV.”

“It was, but I got out quicky.”

“That’s good,” Ashley-Amber said. “I’ll make you some cocoa.”

“You don’t have to,” Brittany said with a yawn.

“I don’t want you to have nightmares.”

“I think that might happen anyway.”

“We can talk about other stuff,” Ashley-Amber suggested.

“Sure.”

After talking to her mother and Daria, Quinn went up to her room. She then wrote down everything in her diary, including the low tingle, Peterson’s suspicion of her identity, the attack itself and her chat with Brittany. It was good to get it down on paper.

She then looked at the time. ‘9:23,’ she thought. There was time to do more designing. ‘I need a more resilient suit.’ The one she had worn that day had gotten torn from the fight. It was just as well she had made spares.

‘More resilient suit. Tougher fabric that will hold up in a fight against that green goblin of a pilot,’ she thought as she wrote that down.

She brainstormed on various fabrics for a while before going to bed.

Harry came down at 10:30 to find his father sleeping on the couch. ‘Not again,’ he thought. He noticed something. A leaflet. “Oscorp Industries Glider Prototype Blueprints?” he asked himself. Why did his father have it at home? But there were many things his father didn’t talk to him about. ‘Where was he earlier?’ he wondered. He had wanted to talk to him about the situation at the Lawndale Center and Bernard had been quiet about it. ‘Maybe in the morning.’

At midnight, the Enigma left the Griffin’s place via the laneway. She hadn’t had much sleep, the gravity of the earlier events and her mother’s revelation that she had been a superhero in Boston were heavily on her mind. ‘I suppose I could look up ‘Boston superheroes’ and find out her hero name that way,’ she considered. She shook her head as she came to a cross street. ‘Not yet, another time. I’ll focus on finding my way as I help Lawndale through this crisis and be SpiderGirl’s rival.’ For she was certain that was what her confronting SpiderGirl would lead to, a rivalry between them.

Half an hour later, she stood on the top of the Historia, looking towards where the devastated Lawndale Center was. ‘I will find who’s responsible for what happened tonight,’ she decided. Lawndale was owed that much.

SpiderGirl hadn’t slept much either. She was still restless when she crawled out on the roof at the usual time and started listening to the town. ‘It was the calm before the storm last night,’ she considered. ‘Now it’s more discordant than when the Enigma first appeared.’

Lawndale Sun-Herald

Saturday February 3, 2001

Lawndale Center Devastated in Terrorist Attack in the Midst of Groundhog Day Celebrations

SpiderGirl, Ninja Talon and the Shadow assist in Evacuations and confront the attacker

Police Chief and Mayor Lawson vow to find the attacker

SpiderGirl read through the paper. There wasn’t much she didn’t know already. ‘It’s still very early.’ She thought. She then headed towards the Historia, to start her shift.

Mayor Lawson was at work early. The consequences of the previous night’s events were severe. The Lawndale Center looked like it was a write off.

“Norman Osborn to see you, sir.”

He sighed. “Stall him.”

“I’ll try, sir.”

Osborn was annoyed. “Tell the Mayor, that I won’t leave until I talk to him.”

“He is very busy, sir, dealing with the fallout of last night’s events.”

“I know that! Oscorp can help Lawndale recover! Tell him that!”

“I don’t doubt that Oscorp can help us recover! But I don’t want to see him right now!”

“He is insistent, sir.”

Lawson sighed. “Send him in.”

“I know what you’re going to say,” Lawson said. “That you want access to the CCTV in return for helping the Council rebuild the Lawndale Center.”

“Exactly, and it will be better than before.”

“I’m tempted to resign and stymie you that way, but Lawndale doesn’t need a special election right now.”

“And if it comes out that the Mayor is stonewalling my efforts to help Lawndale recover?” Osborn asked.

“That can work both ways.”

“I know you don’t want the bad publicity, and Oscorp has one of the best public relations departments in the country.”

“It comes down to the fact that you’re blackmailing me and I could potentially expose some of the corruption in Oscorp,” Lawson said.

Osborn threw a business card down.

Lawson picked it up. “You have hired Jim Vitale?”

“Yes, I know the reputation he has and I’m sure you do too.”

“You still won’t get away with this,” Lawson said. “Future historians will find out.”

“History is written by the victors.”

Lawson grabbed a piece of paper and signed it. “There! Oscorp has access.”

“Very good,” Osborn responded.

#ashley-amber taylor #brittany taylor #daria #daria morgendorffer #fanfic #green goblin #jane lane #linda griffin #nick fury #norman osborn #quinn morgendorffer #sandi griffin #spider-man #trent lane

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lunar-moji · 1 year ago

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anyone want a hug?

#digital art #art #goblin girl #free hugs #orange hair #amber eyes #gold earrings

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artbutworse · 2 years ago

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Amber the goblin

5/3/2023 - 11/3/2023

#2023 art #the goblin & the elf #Amber the goblin

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cherry-pop-elf · 10 months ago

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could i ask for headcanons of what petnames / endearments the Weasleys like to be called by their significant other 😄

thank you if you do! and thanks anyways for reading this even if you don't 😊

Oh my god this is so adorable yes yes yes yes yes-! The flip side of what the Weasley call you. Now THEY must be attacked with the affection mwhaahahah!!!!

Nick Names The Weasley Siblings Like To Be called By

William ‘Bill’

His siblings, and the goblins at the bank, get to give him little wolf inspired nick names. Anyone else will be stabbed. But you are the exception to the rule. He won’t lie. He always gets flustered whenever you call him “Mr. Wolf” all teasingly, in a sing song tone. What gets him red in the face is you calling him “Red Riding Hood-“ Tho. As a flip of the script, and also the fact he’s a red head. That’s the only nick name you are blessed with saying. Calling him Red, Big Red Wolf, and other teasing nick names of that nature. Maybe the Weasley twins, on a good day, but you are his little fairy tale.

Charlie

He’s the playboy type, so you calling him Big Boy is a winner. Daddy to. That’s one way to get his engine going real fast. He does have a nick name he likes that you are only allowed to say, and not infront of company. Amber. He likes the nick name amber. A cute play on the fact many dragons of hoards, and a compliment to his ginger hair. Makes him feel like he’s precious. Big guys deserve to feel soft.

Percy

He’s not really one for nicknames. It feels childish to him. He has an image to uphold. He’s always trying to act like he’s the exception and what everyone aspires to be. Doesn’t help Molly fed that idea to him. Still, what gets him to flush will be those cheesey wifey names. Calling him Pumpkin, Honey, Dear, Darling. The classics. Hey, his nose is always in books. He’s got that hopeless romantic in him.

Fred

Freddy, kinda a given. A names branching off that. It’s simple and classic. But everyone does that. Like Charlie, he’s a sucker for the Big Boy comments. His real heart stopper, though, gotta be Boss/Bossman. Bossman in the playful tone, and Boss for the…You know what tone. What can he say? It feels good to be in charge.

George

Similar to Fred. Georgie though gets to him a lot. He loved being called Georgie. Along with very sugary names. Like Pumpkin, Sugar, Cupcake, Sweetie, stuff like that. He’s adorable like that. He loves flirty nick names. He just loves it. Call him Teddy Bear, and he’s puddy in your arms. Since he loves hugs and cuddles.

Ron

Ever since his sixth year at Hogwarts, he’s kinda not the most excited by nicknames. Can you blame him? He LITERALLY got drugged. Bro. There is an exception, though. It sounds egotistical, but it really isn’t. He loves when you call him “My Hero.” He doesn’t really feel appreciated or as loved as the others. He deserves to feel special. He’s not smart like Hermione, special like Harry, and don’t get him started on his siblings. Make him feel special. He deserves it.

Ginny

She has a weird thing about her femmnity. Not because she was raised by brothers. Just that she is excepted to be femmine, and gets called a pick me for not being it. So Nick names are very but it miss. Her siblings get a pass, but still. You gotta find that special one. You took notice how her siblings did dumb names. Like to make fun of the act of Nick names. Such as Gin Gin, Ginger Ale. Stuff like that. So, one day, you called her your “EnerGinny Drink-“ She laughed so hard she fell off her broom. Now you have an inside joke that her nick name is “Energy.” Only the twins figured it out, but are bros and keep hushed. So you two can have your special inside joke.

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phyrestartr · 2 months ago

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Nemesis (The Man I Miss) | Miguel O'hara x M!BlackCat!Reader (TEASER)

CW: jealousy, violence, brutality, self-loathing, implied depression, possessive relationship #NSFW, Top!Miguel, Bottom!Reader, hurt/comfort, anti-hero reader, complicated relationships, lonely reader, crook turned hero, reader is a tired guy, mutual pining - Note: Posting some WIPs I've had laying around for a while while I try to finish up the next HOUND update! Needed a bit of a break from it since it's pretty long, but I hope some teasers make up for the wait. Tysm for reading!

Taking care of Nueva York was exhausting. You were far too used to being the problem rather than the problem-solver. That job reserved itself for the one and only Spiderman–your Spiderman.

At least, you liked to think he was yours.

Knowing my luck, the prick’s run off with his shocking wife or something. The thought plagued your mind too often. And it was true: Spiderman disappeared. He no longer served Nueva York and kept it safe, he no longer caught you with your hand in the cookie jar, he no longer gave chase throughout the city before pinning you down on some rooftop and taking his prize by force. And you liked it–no, you loved it. Fucking with the man who’d always get to fuck you back came to be a part of life you relished.

But now you were alone. Left by yourself to deal with lumbering lizards and giggling goblins while wondering how the fuck you’d ended up as a hero when you were anything but. Even the police couldn’t believe the switch, which caused some problems, and led to less-sexy chases that ended with you getting away no problem.

I wish I had problems. Just one problem, though: Spiderman.

You tossed aside your shiny leathers and collapsed into your bed. He’d never been there, no, but you fantasized about it. You thought about his impossibly wide back and the ripple of taut muscle greeting you in the morning, or maybe his built chest and strong neck–or maybe his handsome face–well, you’d never seen his face, but you had your guesses.

Your chest twinged the slightest bit, somewhere between where your greed and feelings intertwined.

Ugh. You missed him.

–

“Who's that?” Peter remarked as he walked up on Miguel. The lab was dark and dreary, spilling with shades of orange and amber where the blues couldn't reach. And Miguel, the source of the cold, stood in front of the firelight, gazing upon your image in the newscycle.

Miguel frowned. “No one.” But he didn't tuck your image nor the article away.

“Huh, looks like Black Cat. A 2099 Black Cat? Never thought I'd see the day.” Peter hummed and bounced a sleepy Mayday in his arms. “He up to no good?”

“He's up to good,” Miguel bit out. “That's the problem. He doesn't do good.”

“He's sort of an anti-hero these days,” Lyla cut in, blinking into existence on Peter's shoulder like the devil she was. “All thanks to Spiderman's influence–”

“Lyla,” Miguel warned (begged?).

“--aaand their sweet, cute budding romance,” she finished with a dreamy sigh. “Doesn't it just melt your heart?”

–

You pinned him against the wall and let your hands trace through the hard lines of his muscles on your way down to your ultimate prize. Spiderman shuddered and stayed still, much to your surprise, letting you feel him, letting you acknowledge the hardness bulging under your criminal touch. Because he dreamt of this too. Dreamt of you touching him, of you falling down to your knees, your eyes never leaving his masked face even when you pressed a hot, open-mouthed kiss to stretched fabric holding back his filled cock.

“So strong,” you cooed, “but not strong enough to resist, hm?” You sighed and worked him through the fabric with one hand. “Shouldn’t you be stopping the big bad from manhandling you like this, Spidey?”

“Hardly consider you the big bad,” he scoffed back. Spiderman tilted his head back with a choked groan whent hose diamond-tipped clawed gloves dug into his thighs. “Mierda, you–”

“Oh?” You grinned, so cheshire, so in-theme with your persona. “You can stop me any time, no?”

He could’ve. But he didn’t.

–

“A daughter,” you murmured. The flickering images–memories, maybe?–were there, waiting quietly for you, preserved and kept precious in shades of amber. But the scene was so alive; you could feel the stretch of the sun against your gloved touch, you basked in the crisp Spring air of that soccer game, you drowned in the warmth of that father's smile–

Spidey's smile. That was beyond obvious. The mountainous shoulders, the tawny skin, those hands– they belonged to him. Your beast. Your nemesis and lover, the man you hadn’t seen for far too long–

“Because you've been off taking care of a kid?” Your fingers, gentle, feather-light, ghosted across that foreign memory. “Why wouldn’t you tell me?” Who’s your baby mama?

The lab lights stilted and jittered. You snapped from your trance and made for the window you’d come in through, not bothering to see what was happening with your system jammers–you knew Lyla, she knew you, and that made the whole breaking-into-Spiderman’s-base thing more tricky and risky. Your jammer wasn’t fool-proof. It was quite easy to override, actually, but the interference was the difficult thing to detect in the first place. You only thought you’d need a handful of minutes to see your spider, anyway.

But he wasn’t there. Maybe he was off with his little girl.

Something cacophonous and nerve-wracking churned to the sound of warping electricity behind you as you dove from the window and slid down the side of the skyscraper, claws shrieking against metal and glass alike until you could launch off and latch onto a passing hover car. The periphery of your mind swore it saw flashes of orange and yellow, more violent and heavy than the screens you stared at in that dower room, and maybe you might have heard a familiar voice too.

The broad, tiny silhouette standing in that abandoned window gave you much more to think about. -- Feel free to comment on this post if you want to be tagged for the full version!

@kamote-kuneho @tr4nnie @silvern1006

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reverieblondie · 1 year ago

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Seeking Advice

Pairing: Rolan x Fem!Tav Reader

Warnings: 18+, NSFW, Fluff and Smut with Plot, Oral (fem receiving), Cum eating, Horn pulling?.

Summary: Asking out your crush can be difficult, Maybe you should seek advice from your friends on how to ask out your favorite wizard?

A/N: Look...I've been playing a lot of Baldur's Gate 3. Then this guy yelled at me and I fell. I have a thing for grumpy guys what can I say. Now do not worry! I still am writing for ATSV, TASM!Peter and my love Miguel, just I think I can squeeze the bg3 fandom on my blog. Trust I have plans for for all my fictional men. Plus I am working on request! Just had to get this story out, it was rotting my brain. Hope you enjoy it! Its kinda cheesy but its what I like, sorry.

Word Count: 6,957

The energy to the tavern is a welcomed one, All the noise you might have found irritating at a time is now a pleasant chime to your ears. How things can so easily change with time. Since becoming the city's hero many things have changed for you and your friends. The city is back to its wondrous glory. Finally, your life is starting to calm down, well for the most part…

There is no longer a squirming in your head and the threats to the world's damnation are at the time eased, things should be perfect, and you should be happy riding an inexplicable high. You are happy for the most part, however there is just one thing that is causing you trouble now. It's the ache that swirls within you that only grows when you see him, the now master of Ramazith’s Tower, Rolan.

The first time you felt it, it was simply a spark, harmless. It didn’t turn into this thrumming storm until the grove celebration after you defeated the goblin camp, and where he taught you his light spell. That night your fate was sealed, now as your friendship has grown you feel those glittering sparks storming through you more often.

With a sigh, you rest your hazy head in your palm as you watch him with his siblings. The amber lights of Elfsong make his crimson skin appear as if it's glowing, he looks good in any lighting with his striking features but at this moment he looks damn near ethereal. You're acutely aware that you are staring at the trio, but in your buzzed haze from four wine goblets, you can not bring yourself to care. People are properly catching you staring like a lovesick fool; you will move your eyes eventually, you just want to watch for a bit longer.

Rolan's journey to the city was different than yours but it was not without its hurdles, then when he got here he had to be met with the cruelty of Lorroakan. You won’t lie, you felt immense pleasure watching his spine get cracked in two for what he had done. Now with that horror over, the scars have faded and you see that Rolan is better, happier. He smiles just a bit wider and his eyes shine just a tad bit brighter. It only makes sense that the Tower and Sundries have become more successful with his influence, though you know he’s just happy that his family is now together and safe.

Blindly you bring the metal goblet to your lips and taste the tang of the red wine nursing you through your pinning. The drink was meant to boost your confidence to go over there and shoot your shot for a date, but it only makes your head cloud into hopeless romantics. Why can’t you just ask him out? You can take on a horde of knols but you can’t bring yourself to confess to the guy you like? Doesn't get more pathetic than that…

Your eyes stay fixed on Rolan as he smirks and rolls his eyes at what Cal is saying, his clawed hand grabs his goblet and you watch as he brings the drink to his lips. Feeling looser from drinking you see as the red wine slightly escapes the side of his lips as he chugs the drink down. The deep red rolls down his jaw and you have to bite your lip from the thoughts that erupt in your mind.

“Darling, you have got to stop staring.”

With a sigh, you turn your head to your pale companion with a devilish smile on his face. With a roll to your eyes, you take another drink of your wine trying your best to play unbothered by Astarion as you can.

“I wasn’t staring”

“Tav, let's not be coy, you haven’t moved your eyes from a particular wizard since he strolled in. Sighing and squeezing your thighs together like that's going to help your ache.”

The mentioning of the actions you thought were unnoticed makes your face blush from embarrassment. Asterion can only laugh at your fluster features as you look around the crowded tavern to see hints if others have noticed.

“I- wasn’t, you don’t-”

“Don’t be embarrassed, you could pick far worse. He’s a bit pompous for my taste, but the innocent little freckles on his face are pretty intriguing.”

Astarion gives you a smirk as you whip your head to face him giving him a look of ‘back off’, though he is hardly intimated by you.

“Relax, I am not going to take a bite out of your favorite wizard. I will leave that pleasure for you, however some advice, you won’t get him from just staring.”

You hate to admit it but Astarion might have a point, you have been wanting to confess your feelings you just don’t know how. Looking at Rolan you rake your mind with your past chances to open yourself up but always seem to back out at the last moment, his rejecting you would be painful but being in this limbo is excruciating. You have to get your feelings off your chest for some inner peace.

“Okay, Astarion…what's your advice?”

Astarion's smile spreads to his lips and he sits next to you quickly, “My suggestion is you make it your mission to get that Rolan in your sheets, my dear. You obviously have had trouble getting your…” Astarion grimaces “Feelings for him out, so why not go the seductive approach?”

You let out a laugh but Astarion just keeps his face neutral, “You think, I should seduce him? How am I supposed to do that?”

“Simple, give him an offer he can’t refuse.”

“Yeah like what?”

Astarion looks over at Rolan, seeming to think before his face lights up, he quickly wraps his arm around your shoulder moving your chin to face Rolan. Then he whispers in your ear, “You're going to go over to him, very calmly…place your hand on his shoulder and whisper in his ear very sweetly that you want to lick every ridge on his body.”

Your mouth goes dry and eyes go wide at the thought…running your tongue…down…his… You blush feeling your face grow hot, so hot you think it could be radiating off you.

“A-Astarion…I-I can’t do that…”

“Oh, but picture it, once you're done he will be so spent he will be the one confessing to you.”

An image of a panting Rolan looking down at you with a fist full of your hair sparks in your mind. Hells, maybe Astarion has a point…he has had plenty of experience seducing people, but you? The thought only makes it so you can’t even move. Astartion picks up on your dazed state and with a nudge he pops you from it.

“Lucky for you there's a creature in here I have had my eyes on, so just watch and learn,”

“Wait, you like someone?” You say it a bit shocked,

Astarion gives you a look, “Focus on your own love life, huh?”

With that, you say quite as you watch Astarion's ruby eyes land on a particularly pretty patron. With a smirk, he grabs your goblet keeping his eyes fixed on them like a predator studying its prey. Quickly downing your drink he releases a cool and steady breath then makes his approach. He practically glides across the room to them, very carefully he starts the conversation with a smile and you can already tell the person is interested. Do they know each other?

In What seems like a quick second he is placing his hand on their shoulder and leaning down to their ear. You can only imagine what he must be saying to have their faces fluster so quickly. Nobody quite had a way with words like him. Astarion leans back up to meet their eyes where they are feverishly nodding.

With that, he starts guiding them to the exit while turning back towards you to smirk. Well, looks like it's your turn…

Picking up your goblet you see he did finish it, okay next step. Standing you feel all the alcohol you consumed immediately go to your head, deep breath, then go. Making your way over you try to not stumble into people as you push to your destination. Keeping your eyes on Rolan you rehearse the lines in your head over and over, as you get closer.

Rolan almost like he can sense it then flicks his eyes to you, watching as you approach. Swallowing to ease your dry throat as you continue to make your way over still keeping your nerves despite your stomach being in knots. Then his lips curl into a slight smile and you freeze…shit…looking down at your hands reality hits you suddenly, you're drunk and about to proposition him, you can’t do this…he is just going to dismiss you… the thought makes your chest ache and the feeling of your drink coming back up.

Looking back at him he tilts his head looking at you concerned smile fading and that's when the fear of rejection rushes you. Opening your mouth you go to say anything, maybe smile at him something to mask your panic but it fails. Your lips tremble and before you know it you're rushing to the exit.

Finding the exit you look back to Rolan, he’s up from his table and seems to be trying to make his way toward you, he looks completely confused and maybe…hurt. You can’t do this…not when you're drunk and on the verge of puking.

With that, you're pushing out of the tavern and running off into the cool night of the city. As you're running past one of the city's allies you catch in your peripherals Astarion with that person pinned against the wall as he kisses against their neck leaving them moaning into his hand. You must have caught his attention from your running, he looks at your fleeing figure and calls out to you.

“I guess it didn’t go well?”

You don’t bother to give him a response, his advice might have worked for him but you're going to have to try a different tactic.

Note to self, do not try to drunkenly ask out your crushes, it only ends in you making an ass out of yourself and puking up all your stomach contents. Thinking back on it you can only think back on the look on Rolan's face…the confusion…the disappointment…Maybe you should go talk to him? You don’t want him to think that you're trying to ignore him. You were drunk and didn’t want to spill your guts all over him. Feeling freshly invigorated you decide that you should apologize for running off. Who knows maybe the conversion could lead to something.

Arriving at Sorcerous Sundries you're not even fully sure if he would even be there, the tower might have been the better bet. However, your guess is shown to be a good one when you see Rolan placing some tomes on the shelves. Gods, you could watch him work for hours…his dexterous hands placing everything so carefully. As you watch you think you almost see his tail wag before he’s fixing it down. The smile it causes to your face can’t be helped, though he is always so composed he still slips at times.

As you watch Rolan work you have the oddest sensation come over you that you too are being watched. Turning your head you jerk back slightly in surprise seeing that Lae’zel’s yellow eyes are piercing into you with her trademark intensity. It’s quite odd that she is in here, she's not one for spells but as you're looking past her you see that Shadowheart is with her thumbing through a tome. That makes more sense, you're happy those two have become better friends. Especially since they did try and kill each other.

Smiling you give Lae’zel a smile with a wave, she only narrows her eyes more at you as you move to go talk to Rolan. Approaching his tall figure you're taking in every inch of him.

He's beautiful, from face to physique, you watch as the muscles from underneath his robes flex from his movements. It’s funny wizards are not known for their strong builds but Rolan's arms and back are a dead giveaway to his hidden strength. Looking up you trace down the length of his horns to where they disappear into his soft chestnut hair, twisted in that half-up style. You wonder if you two get closer in the way you hope he will let you play with his hair, it appears so tantalizing and soft…everything about him is tantalizing…

In your approach your mind is running through a quick daydream of running your fingers along his horns and through his hair; it causes you not to pay attention to where you are stepping. With the perfect explanation for the night at Elfsong in your mind, you're ready to smooth things over with him. Just as you're reaching out you suddenly see Rolan's shoulders shoot up teasing like something just hit him. Confused you lean forward more but that's when you feel it, something is wiggling under your foot.

Looking down you see that your boot is crushing his poor tail underneath your weight. Mortified, you quickly step off of it. Karlach had told you how sensitive her tail was when she yelped when someone sat on it, so having it crushed underneath a boot sure is not a great feeling. Rolan's back stays teased as he turns slowly, his tail swiftly moving away from you to go to his hands. His eyes look as if he could thunder wave you out of the building.

“I-I am so sorry Rolan, I- I didn’t see your tail.” you ramble out as quickly as possible

“How do you not see the appendage handed down from my-!” Rolan stops his yelling and takes a breath, his hands tightening on his tail. There is now a mark from where you stepped and you feel even worse.

“Here let me-” Reaching out for his tail you are quickly stopped by Rolan holding up his hand and shaking his head. Rolan tail in hands starts walking away mumbling a language you don’t know.

“I’m sorry!” You call out to his fleeing figure as he ascends the stairs.

Running your hands down your face, your intentions of apologizing to him for Elfsong completely disappear as you make yourself look like a complete ass again to him. Looking through your fingers you see that not only is Lae’zel still staring at you but now Shadowheart has joined her in watching your screw-up. You make your way over to them with your head down silently standing with them as Shadowheart keeps at her browsing.

After a couple of moments, you see Rolan coming back down to the shop, his eyes meet yours. A part of you thinks you should go back over to him and apologize but you don’t want to annoy him further so you give him an apologetic wave. Rolan just huffs slightly with a nod before turning his back to you to get back to work. Leaning against the shelved wall you let out a long sigh.

“What am I going to do…”

“You mean about your crush on the new master of the tower?”

You turn your head to stare at Shadowheart for her comment but she doesn’t even bother lifting her eyes away from the spines of the tomes.

“How…what…”

Lae’zel cuts in “Your lusting is obvious, sighing with your head in the sky with your pathetic pinning,” -wow ouch…

A stray giggle leaves Shadowheart and you're quick to narrow your eyes at her as she bites her lip to silence herself. Crossing your arms you look back at Lae’zel

“I am probably going to regret this, but Lae’zel what is your advice? How should I go about asking Rolan out then?”

The question is intriguing enough to make Shadowheart put her tome down and look at Lae’zel as well. Lae’zel rolls her eyes for a second before folding her arms and moving her fierce gaze to where Rolan is now helping out a customer. Lae’zel eyes narrow at him, sizing him up as she studies him before she turns back to you with a huff.

“I would not ask, I would grab that teeth-ling by the horns and command him to do as I say.” The direct advice makes Shadowheart burst into laughter drawing attention from people near you, though you can’t seem to meet their eyes because you're too busy giving Lae’zel a confused look.

“I don’t think that would work with him…”

“Tis’k, you do not know this unless you try. Now go grab him by the tail and mount him forming a flesh bond with your desired.”

You're staring at Lae’zel gobsmacked while Shadowheart practically rolls on the floor with laughter.

“Lae’zel! I can’t just mount him!” you whisper yell at her.

“I don’t know, she might have something to the direct approach” Shadowheart soothes

You glare at her “Oh you're done laughing on the floor?” She smirks with a shrug, absolutely no help.

“Fine, I will gather him for you.” -what?

Lae’zel starts going towards Rolan but you are quick to grab her and drag her out. As the puzzled patrons watch you carry out the githyanki fighter cussing you in her native tongue with Shadowheart trailing behind you, smirk on her face. You try to rush out as quickly as you can mortified that Rolan might be seeing the display.

Once outside you put her down with an apology, Shadowheart quickly places a hand on Lae’zel’s shoulder to prevent her from cutting off your head. “Why not try talking to the guys for advice? Maybe they can give you the male perspective on things.” Shadowheart offers.

Thinking for a moment you find that she might have a point, it might help to ask the guys for some advice.

Piercing your lips you study the smiling wizard in front of you waiting for your question.

“Actually Gale I don’t know if I should ask you for advice on this.”

Gale's face changes from a smile into hurt then moves to irritation, “Wh- and why not?” he practically huffs.

“Because the last time you tried to get a person to like you you ended up with a bomb in your chest.”

“Magic orb…” he mutters while Wyll laughs, nearly choking on his wine.

“Okay, Tav what advice are you needing? We can try our best to help aid you.” Wyll smooths out the tension of the room.

“Well…the thing is I need some advice on asking someone out. I figured our most intelligent and most charismatic party members would have some great advice.”

Wyll and Gale look at each other like they can detect each other's thoughts before they turn back to you “You're talking about asking out Rolan aren't you?”

You purse your lips and narrow your eyes at the duo, “Who told you I was coming?”

“Astarion and Shadowheart, they sang like canaries. Told us about your ...Mishaps” Gale says somewhat sing-songy.

Sure he might have gotten a bomb in his chest but at least he got some for the goddess… And Wyll Mr. Prince Charming, half the girls in the city who were in love with him and his fancy footwork. Hopefully, they will have some good advice. You watch as the two men start pacing along rubbing their chins deep in thought. You appreciate they are taking this so seriously for your sake.

“So have you at least tried? Asking him out? I know you two are pals but have you ever eluded to it.”

You give Wyll an unamused look “Yeah I tried, but then something horrid goes wrong, I’m either stepping on his tail or about to puke.”

Wyll nods trying to understand, “Maybe you could try to do an action, like an impromptu dance at the tavern between friends? The music is plentiful, and as you two sway along the music you can tell him with your eyes.”

You watch as Wyll mimics the swaying of a dance keeping intense eye contact with you, but Gale comes behind him and places a hand on his shoulder stopping him. “Don’t think that will work with Rolan, he's….kinda dense…”

Gale then lights up with the idea, “Why not ask him for some magic lessons? He can show you the ways of the weave and as you two flow through it, you can send him your thoughts.”

You think for a moment, you have had him teach you magic before but…that was at the grove…and things were different. You hold that memory when he taught you his trick dear and you're about to agree to it. But you stop…if Rolan rejects you during that…it would ruin that spell for you forever…

“Yeah…he's a strict teacher…can we think of something else…Something that can explain how I feel but I don’t have to choke over the words too.”

Gale and Wyll sit and think for a minute, then Wyll is snapping his fingers with an idea, “Why don’t you write him a letter!”

You look at Wyll a bit skeptical, “A letter?”

“Now that's the way to a wizard's heart, through the written word. Grand idea Wyll! Plus that helps with your shyness you can just hand him the letter! No conversion required!” Gale praises.

You think for a moment, writing isn’t exactly your thing but it might be your only option left. Plus you're sure Gale and Wyll will help you through it! With a nod, you give them the okay and Gale is already conjuring up some paper and quill. They sit themselves on both sides of you and help you get through your thoughts. You thought it would be best to keep some more private feelings to yourself. They both seemed to be rather…really into letter writing, Gale helped fill the letter with praise of Rolan's grandeur with magic. While Wyll helps you spruce it up with flourishes about how your heart dances for him. It turned out a bit cheesy but Wyll and Gale seemed to have a good time. Maybe they should start a poetry club?

Letter in hand you pace outside the shop, the letter was a great idea when Gale and Wyll were helping you write it but now… Now that you're here to give it to Rolan you're finding that familiar nervousness is eating away at you again. Peeking through the door you see that Rolan isn’t in the shop. It just seems to be his hologram today…Perfect! Now all you have to do is place it on the front desk for him to find later. That way if he isn’t into it you won’t have to meet his rejection immediately. The thought of Rolan looking at the letter and frowning pops into your mind, but you shake it off. Just place it down…easy…

“Tav! Hey!”

Pausing you Turn around and see Karlach running towards you waving with a huge smile on her face. This is not good… It's not that you don’t want to see Karlach, she is amazing and you two have become incredibly close. The reason that this isn’t good is that Karlach isn’t exactly…subtle… Karlach is a complete badass but when it comes to love and romance she is a complete softie gushing about it to everyone. Wyll had told her about a crush of his one time and she had gushed about the story to anyone who would listen. It’s truly sweet that she loves love so much and gushes about her friends' conquest, but you're trying to be subtle here, placing the letter then leaving quickly, if Karlach finds out about it she's going to give you being here away.

“Hello soldier, what are you doing loitering around Sundries? Waiting for someone?”

“Oh, no no…I just have this letter to give Rolan.”

“Oh! What's it about?”

“Just some questions about…spells…and curses…if he can detect the traces of the magical…What are you doing?” you quickly change the subject not being able to think of a good lie.

“I was just at the Forge of the Nine catching up with Dammon, I had found some good iron ingots and wanted to give them to him, he could use them more than me anyways…” -oh Karlach you cutie

Karlach looks into sundries and appears to be looking around a bit, her smile slowly dies away before she turns back to you, “Well, I think you're out of luck soldier, Rolan doesn't seem to be around.”

You shrug trying to seem as unfazed as possible, “That's fine, I will just leave it on the front desk.”

“Or you could give it to-”

“No! No the desk will work, I mean…it’s important but he will find it.” you quickly interject.

Karlach looks at you somewhat confused before she shrugs with a smile and follows you in. Finally, through the doorway, you quickly make your way to the desk and you feel…good! Finally one of your plans is going to work and you have Gales and Wyll's advice to thank! Maybe if this all goes well you will treat them to a drink at Elfsong. You will finally get your feelings off your chest, sure…it’s not exactly how you envisioned, but all the other attempts failed, this is easy and mess-free.

Right as you reach the desk, something tells you to look up. Looking up you see Rolan descending the stairs wrapped up in whatever tome he is reading. He hasn’t seemed to notice you however so maybe you can just drop the letter and run-

“Hey Rolan! What udder luck, Tav has a letter for you!” -shit

Rolan looks away from his tome, eyes seeming to widen when he sees you and Karlach. You feel all the blood rush to your face as his eyes meet yours, you can’t quite tell if he is pleased to see you or not, kinda of appears to be…annoyed…or surprised? Damn that handsome studious face!

Your hands tighten on the letter, you go to quickly place it on the desk and rush out but in the blink of an eye, the letter is out of your hand. Instead of it being in your hand or on the desk it's in Karlach’s hand as she is going towards the stairs…to Rolan…going to hand it to him! Oh, hells!

Rushing over to her you quickly snatch the letter from her hand. Karlach seems taken aback by your action, “Hey? What the fuck?”

Karlach tries to take the letter back after you rudely snatched it. “Tav isn’t this for him?”

“Uh…Yeah, but I changed my mind…”

“Changed your mind? But you said it was important?”

Karlach goes to take the letter from you again but this time it is not so easy to take from your hand. Now in the middle of Sundries, you and Karlach are having a tug of war over a letter while Rolan looks at you two trying to piece together what is going on. With some quick moves on your part, you're able to shoulder check Karlach, not knocking her over by any means but just enough to cause her to loosen her hold slightly.

Feeling successful you smile to yourself that you were able to get it back, but when you look back at Karlach your smile fades. Her eyes are narrowed and you see the hints of flames starting to spark around her, she looks pissed and you are about to get it. Looking up you see Rolan at the bottom of the stairs approaching you with a very irritated look, it makes sense you did have a fight in the middle of his shop.

Shoving the letter down your pocket you do the thing that you only seem to know how to do nowadays, run.

“Ohhhh…..so you wrote him a love letter….”

“Yeah…I wanted to just leave it on his desk but…that didn’t work out….”

You and Karlach sit on the stone wall looking out into the city watching the sunset. Of course, when you ran off she chased you down and demanded an explanation. You gave your explanation and that's how you are here now pouring your heart out to her.

“Tav, I think you're going about this all wrong.”

“Oh? How do you figure?”

“Well sure everyone giving their advice is nice but…I think you should just do what feels right to you. Instead of worrying about what he will say just…just stop being so scared and talk to him. Be honest. All these games, and trying to be sneaky isn’t how to do it. ”

You take in her words for a moment before you speak, “So…you're telling me Lae’zel had the best advice? Being direct?”

Karlach laughs “What I am saying is stop being so in your head Tav. Instead of talking to everyone else about this, just go talk to him. I promise it will be best that way.”

“When should I do it?”

Karlach hums then shrugs “Fuck if I know. Maybe it will just hit you.”

A smile spreads to your lips and you nod your head “Thanks Karlach, that...that's some really good advice…”

Karlach smacks your back, basically knocking the air out of you. “Don’t worry I am here for all your relationship advice needs!”

“So, how's Dammon?” you say coyly

“Oh don’t even start.”

Laying in bed you think about all the advice your friends gave you and how all the advice had turned out. Why does this have to be so hard….

Looking outside you see how late it is, people all around are either asleep or going home to rest but as you lay you listen to the stillness of the city. Then your thoughts go back to Rolan. How you ache to be held in his arms…to get to look into those golden eyes on a dark still night like this. To talk to him about everything and nothing as his fingers gently caress your skin. You know you would so easily melt under his touch. How it would comfort you, how you want to comfort him.

Rising from your warm bed you go to look out into the night of the city. With a click, you open the window and are met with the shivering cold of the night. A chill runs through you as you lean out and admire the star-dusted sky. For some reason, your thoughts go back to the night of the grove celebration. Rolan was being teased by his siblings as he focused on his fireworks show. They didn’t seem to be impressed but you clapped for him, before he gave some response about adoring fans there was a moment in his dark eyes where those golden fires shined just for you. That's when the glittering flickers within you started to storm. At the time you thought it was maybe residue from the magic, but now you know better.

Holding your hands out into the still night you mimic the moves that Rolan taught you after a few goblets of wine after he got more comfortable around you or maybe just got tired of your begging. As you gesture you feel the fluttering of magic down your arms to your hands, motioning your arms up you release the spell. You used to call it just simple fireworks. Though after that night it now has a new name for both of you; Rolan’s Fire

“What are you calling it?”

“Rolan’s Fire. You have to admit it has a nice ring to it.”

The bursting lights grow in a flash then dim in a beautiful marriott of colors and white light. The elegance of the spell always fit him and it never failed to fill you with warmth, but now you still feel the bite of the cold despite how many memories of him you conger or how many times you spill the lights from your hands.

“Just talk to him…” Karlach's words echo in your mind. Of course, it’s that simple, but would it be enough? Could you even be able to articulate how he sends sparks through you? Would he want you to? Or would he want something different…Clenching your fist hard, your mind running rampant with thoughts, with advice, with what you should do. Then finally you come to your decision.

The cold air stings your face as you run down the dark streets. With every step, your mind screams how this is crazy but your heart urges your tired feet forward. Running as fast as your legs can take you, the city and the few late-night pedestrians blur beside you as your eyes keep forward to one goal. Ramazith’s Tower.

Running up to the tower you don’t even give yourself a minute to catch your breath before banging on the doors with all your might. You know you won’t be able to rest until you finally settle this with him. Rolan needs to know, you need to know so you can function again. The pinning of your heart has thoroughly consumed you, it’s time. If only this damn door would open!

The frustration you feel gets released as you beat against the door,

“Stop beating against that damn door!”

The voice sounds rough with sleep but still has that formal tone you have grown to listen for, to adore…

The door swinging open you immediately feel those sparks. His hair, usually tied back so precisely is knotted back in a messy rush, he looks surprised to see you. His handsome face contorted to scrunch in confusion at your slummed body still trying to catch your breath. Staring at him in this state is not helping you catch your breath in the slightest.

Rolan's chest, usually concealed underneath his robes, is now exposed showing off his toned chest covered in those defining ridges that decorate his red skin. Unable to help yourself, your eyes follow the trail of his ridges to his abs then the simple trousers that are keeping the rest of him from you.

“Tav?” his voice is laced with concern before it's going back to his usual irritated one. “What are you doing here? Going to act like a lunatic then run off again?” Rolan steps closer “What's been going on with you? I thought we were friends and you keep avoiding me! So what is it now that is so damned impor-”

“Rolan, how do I ask you out?” you interrupt while still trying to catch your breath.

“Wh-What?” Rolan's dark eyes are wide, any trace of sleep has been knocked out of him by your question.

Pushing past him you walk into the tower. The tower has usually been lit up when you have seen it before, but now it's dark and intimidating. Turning to look at Rolan he still has that shocked look on his face. You know your question is sudden, but you couldn’t think of anything else. Nervously you begin rambling.

“Look, I know it’s a sudden question but I don’t know what else to do. I have asked everyone for advice, and I just can’t seem to do any of it right. So might as well just ask the source right? Because all the stuff I have tried I choke, or Im making a complete ass out of myself. So please, just tell me…so I can do it and get this…nonning ache out! I know the reject-”

During your pacing rant, you feel hands cupping your face gently, slowly they raise your head to have you meet his golden eyes. All the words die off in your throat, Rolan’s is staring at you so intensely. With him so close you take in the details of his horns, the freckles peppering his red skin. The feeling of his hands warming your skin, you want to stay like this forever but you just wish you knew what he was thinking.

“Rolan I-”

“Quiet.”

Rolan’s command instantly silences you. The sparks you have been feeling are erupting into a storm of excitement that rushes through you. His thumbs carefully brush against your skin only making you lean in closer. Rolons eyes glow in the darkness, you want to tell him how they set you on fire but right as you're parting your lips Rolan dips down and presses his mouth to yours. His soft lips make all your thoughts melt away. The thundering sparks are bursting into a warmth throughout your body. Rolan’s Fire…

Slowly as he keeps guiding your lips with a growing intensity, then carefully you feel your body being guided back. Once you feel your back meet the wall you break the kiss with a gasp, but it's only a quick second before his lips are pressing to yours once more. Rolan's hands slide down from your jaw to your hips bringing them closer to press against himself. A soft moan leaves your chest when you feel the hardness of his arousal straining against you.

Rolan slips his tongue between your lips to taste you, the deepening of the kiss causes you to tighten your thighs feeling yourself getting wetter with each pass of his tongue. Your hands find a place on the hard ridges on his warm chest, as you trace over them slowly you feel him groan into the kiss. Then Rolan breaks the and his warm breath fans over your ear as he speaks.

“Ask me now.”

The words barely register in your foggy mind as you feel Rolan slipping his hands underneath your shirt.

“What?” You can hardly manage the word, your shaky breath makes Rolan lean into your neck with a smile and a kiss, slowly he drags his soft lips against your skin sending shivers of excitement through you. Then his voice is back in your ear purring his words to you.

“Ask me out again…tell me what you want…please…I need to hear it.”

The hands underneath your shirt find your breasts and crease them as you stumble a moan trying to find your words.

“Rolan…”

“Yes?”, he whispers as he strips your shirt from you. His eyes roam over all your curves before he leans into your exposed chest, palming and lightly teasing at your sensitive skin.

“I want you in every way possible…I..want you,” you practically cry as you feel him move from your chest to sink lower, sliding his lips against your stomach. Once reaching the hem of your pants he tugs down your pants, rolling your pants and underwear down carefully exposing your wet sex.

Kneeling now you feel his lips press against your hips causing you to arch them forward. Shaky hands slide up the back of your thighs, suddenly you feel one of your legs being lifted to hook over his shoulder. Heart beating out of your chest you look down to see his eyes are already on you as he waits patiently on one knee. His eyes are completely blown with desire and you can feel the anticipation in his shaking touch as he rubs his hand on the outside of your thigh.

“Go out with me?” you ask desperately.

“Gods yes,” he groans before pressing his face into your folds, his hot tongue quickly finds your clit nudging and licking against the bundle making you throw your head back in a sharp gasp.

Rolan being a quick learner latches onto your swollen bundle, sucking and twirling his tongue against it. The sudden stimulation has a moan escaping you then quickly your hand comes down to grasp one of his horns, holding on desperately as you watch him ravishingly pleasure you.

Rolan's eyes widen then roll back as your grip gets tighter on his horn. The groan he releases from the sensation vibrates through you, tightening the coil in your stomach. The slick from your quivering slit is rolling down his chin. Moving slightly he laps his tongue to taste more, Adjusting so his perfect nose is rubbing against your clit. His tongue breaching your insides makes you grab both horns as you pull him in closer. You moan his name like a prayer as you ride against his face.

The more you tug on his horns the more he groans, he can't help but grasp hard on your behind making you whine more as his nails dig into you. Your stomach starts to suddenly tighten more as his velvet tongue finds the sweet stop within you.

“There! Fuck there! D-Don't, Ah!” you push your hips off the wall but he's quickly pushing them back against it to keep you still.

Keeping his eyes on you, he watches as the hot wave of pleasure rushes through you. Clasping your hand over your mouth you moan and shake as your orgasm hits. Rolan eagerly licks and sucks up your release as you ride out your high.

Finally coming down from it Rolan starts to move away from your spent cunt, though before he's moved away completely he gives a quick nip to your clit making you let out a sharp whine.

Body feeling feverish you lean and brace yourself against the wall, trembling and breathing heavily. Rolan rises from his kneel and you watch in awe as a mix of your arousal and his spit glistens against his perfect face. He brings his hand to wipe his face, his eyes flicking down at you as he smiles then licks up the residue from his fingers.

“Meet me at Elfsong tomorrow night?”

Stars in your eyes you nod absentmindedly at him, “Yes…”

Gods you can’t wait for tomorrow…

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thirstydemisexual · 6 months ago

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Blood Path || Jason Todd x Vampire!reader

MASTERLIST

Jason finally gets to have an education after his legally dead status gets revoked. Something in his life is finally going how he wants it. He even meets a girl in his course that seems to make everyone of his problems fade away. But she deserves better, better than a broken person like him. A monster. She could never think the same of herself right? Right?

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You are finally free from the man that turned into your monster, you are free, but alone... apart from that incredible hunger that keeps you constant company. Satiating it by taking out human traffickers and hunting down other vampires seems like a good solution right? After all, who is going to miss them?

(ORIGINAL): here

warnings: 18+ content, blood, gore, dead dove do not eat, abuse, a lot of trauma discussion

REVAMPED SERIES:

🩸PART 1 :THE BEGINNING coming soon...

🩸PART 2: coming soon...

🩸PART 3: coming soon...

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divider by: @sister-lucifer

TAG LIST: @deimks, @amber-content , @deans-spinster-witch , @that-one-goblin , @snowy-violet , @thenightwingnerd , @zffhahaa , @v1naco , @fictionalwhor3 , @heyitsaloy , @vinxernica @yourhornysister

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@v3vina @burningvoidsoul @qxuanii

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enemui · 1 year ago

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⁉️What your favorite Genshin Impact character says about you🫵

🐰Amber: Your favorite Pokémon is Eevee and your favorite Sanrio character is My Melody.

🌹Lisa: You're not scared of smart women but you are scared of interesting women.

🛡️Noelle: You don't know shit and plan on keeping it that way.

🫧Barbara: You either sell or buy gamer girl bathwater.

🦇Fischl: You're quarter-delusional. Like, you are delusional, but sometimes you're aware that you are delusional.

☘️Bennett: You have a soft spot for miserable little creatures and you desperately need a bigger character trait than that.

🍖Razor: You love dogs, even if they're old, ugly little goblins.

🐱Diona: You love cats and hate alcohol. Those are two rare instances of you feeling strongly about anything.

🔮Mona: You were assigned financial irresponsibility at birth, and haven't managed to do anything to change your fate.

🗡️Rosaria: You think having a healthy biorhythm is overrated. You also look like a human cigarette.

🖌️Mika: You let your feelings of pity towards others control you.

🍀Klee: You're the fun parent. You probably own a spoiled pet.

🦴Sucrose: You actually love to talk, people just hate to listen.

��Albedo: You're gay and neurodivergent.

❄️Eula: You're weak to corporate tricks. You should really work on that.

🦚Kaeya: You're not known to have functional relationships and healthy coping mechanisms.

🦉Diluc: You think you could get an edgy boy to open up to you. You couldn't because the moment someone is even a little cold to you, you will cry.

🦁Jean: You always order the same thing from the menu. Not because it's your favorite, but because you're scared of trying anything new.

🍏Venti: If being horny and annoying was a sport, you'd be an Olympic athlete.

🐇Yaoyao: You can be sold anything with a cute mascot plastered on it.

🌶️Xiangling: You wonder how a lot of different things taste like and you need to be stopped.

🧊Chongyun: There's a great disparity between how you want to be perceived versus how you are actually perceived.

💦Xingqiu: You are knowingly annoying and don't plan to stop anytime soon.

🎸Xinyan: You're misunderstood, but you definitely don't make an effort to be anything else.

⚰️Hu Tao: Your self-proclaimed pranks have resulted in actual damages to people's mental and physical well-being.

🎼Yun Jin: You've projected onto your partner before to the point you lost the ability to identify their actual character.

🥥Qiqi: You aren't swayed by public opinions.

🐍Baizhu: Close the wikipedia tab with a list of terminal diseases, you're fine, just severely dramatic.

🏔️Shenhe: You've been in abusive relationships. Not sure if as the victim or perpetrator, but you were in them.

🎲Yelan: You'd be perfectly content as a housewife. Just do chores and read smut.

⚓️Beidou: You don't mind putting in the work to change things to be more to your liking.

💎Ningguang: You have no qualms sucking up to people for a bit of societal advantage.

🍤Keqing: You've entered relationships before, thinking you could change them. No, that absolutely did not go well for you.

⚖️Yanfei: It's not just your exes who suck, you have an entire toxic friend group.

🔔Ganyu: You have an elaborate power fantasy about quitting your job.

🫖Madame Ping: You're a classy lesbian.

⚙️Guizhong: You present your opinions as facts.

☁️Cloud Retainer: You've been in a situation when you've found your girlfriend's mom more attractive than your girlfriend.

🪽Xiao: You're non-binary and depressed.

🐉Zhongli: You need a man to kiss the back of your hand. Also you have a strained relationship with your father.

🍁Kaedehara Kazuha: You don't care about looks, only vibes. You're also addicted to adderall.

🍃Sayu: You are serious about the silly and silly about the serious. Sometimes it's funny, other times you deserve to be dropkicked into the sun.

🎁Kirara: You have a crippling addiction to adorable girls.

🦌Shikanoin Heizou: You are guilty of the "thinking with your dick/pussy". Don't try to deny it, you didn't even care until his birthday became a national holiday.

⚡️Kuki Shinobu: You have better things to do than a well-paying job, such as arson.

👹Arataki Itto: You are a size queen. You also think you're way more interesting than you actually are.

🎇Yoimiya: You've had a crush on the same person for the longest time and every time you think you're over them, they make a request of you and you jump on it like a dog.

👺Kujou Sara: You could probably use hormonal therapy.

🍡Thoma: You think appearances don't matter as long as he's nice. You're also a terrible judge of character, so all your exes are just overall shitty people.

🪭Kamisato Ayaka: You cannot survive without your established social circle. Were it not for the luxuries of civilization, you'd be dead in a ditch.

🧋Kamisato Ayato: You have no self-respect, if a slightly above average man tells you to do something, you'll do it.

🐕Gorou: You don't need a man, you need a dog.

🪸Sangonomiya Kokomi: You don't know how to dress well, but you really want a girlfriend who does.

🦊Yae Miko: You think as long as a woman is hot, she can do whatever the fuck she pleases.

🌸Raiden Ei: You've been in a relationship with an unmedicated mentally ill person and walked out of that experience having learned nothing.

🧞‍♀️Dori: The world would be better off without you.

🌻Tighnari: You have an attitude and you refuse to reign it in no matter how inappropriate for the situation it is.

🪴Collei: You either have no idea what you're doing or you should be in jail.

🪷Nilou: You live quite blissfully, but dealing with you isn't easy. This is called ignorance.

✨Layla: Your best exam results come from days when you showed up to class hungover and on 45 minutes of sleep.

📐Faruzan: Your family broke the generational curse, which somehow had a negative impact on your character.

🪻Candace: You are the mom friend, but only because you have to be. Like, you're a mess, but you're a lot less of a mess than your friends.

🌺Dehya: You can draw yourself symmetrical eyeliner.

🃏Cyno: You probably have a good moral compass, but you still aren't easy to get along with.

🦅Alhaitham: You're, like, severely delusional. You either think he's like you or that you could be on good terms with him. Both of those are clear signs of delusional behavior.

🕊️Kaveh: I hate to break it you, but buying stuffed animals can't substitute for going to therapy.

☂️Wanderer: Most of the time, you're really cute, but you can be absolutely terrifying if you so choose. You're also trans.

💉Dottore: You're fairly submissive but if someone makes you mad, you'll make sure they regret it.

🌱Nahida: You're addicted to winning arguments. You don't even need to be right, you just need to feel like you've won, even if you resort to the method of wearing a person down until they no longer want to continue debating with you.

🌂Navia: You have leadership skills specifically in the "do as I say, not as I do" department.

🐧Freminet: You're non-binary and have anxiety.

🎩Lynette: You're very patient but you'd rather not be.

🪄Lyney: You have a dark secret and the dark secret is that you're actually a Danganronpa girlie.

🍷Arlecchino: You're not a good person but you genuinely don't think it's that bad.

⚔️Clorinde: You have fallen prey to misinformation on numerous occasions before.

🩹Sigewinne: You'd sacrifice your liver to keep a person happy.

🐺Wriothesley: You can be appeased by an act of hot girl shit.

🌊Neuvillette: You need a man to kiss the back of your hand. Also you have a strained relationship with your mother.

💧Furina: You're delusional. Could be affectionate, could be derogatory, it varies from person to person.

🦟Paimon: You don't know shit but you have an opinion on everything.

🐋Tartaglia: Your exes all belong in jail. So does your current and next partner. You never fucking learn, do you?

💰Pantalone: You don't need a healthy relationship, you need a sugar daddy.

🖤Capitano: You are, amongst other things, a monsterfucker. You want to be destroyed, but, like, lovingly.

🎀Columbina: You are a mix of a pomeranian and a Biblically accurate angel.

🎭Pierro: You are fatherless on an Olympic level. You don't need a father, you need a daddy.

💫Lumine: You're a hot girl. You're either stupid or evil, but you're a hot girl. If you're not a girl, you are a red flag.

☄️Aether: You have a crippling crop top addiction and you have no idea what to do with your hair.

🌌Dainsleif: You date people before getting to know them, but don't understand why you don't get along with your partners.

#im joking so i hope its at least a bit funny #never done these before so #genshin impact #neuvillette #furina #zhongli #wriothesley #dottore #scaramouche #kuki shinobu #arataki itto #sangonomiya kokomi #baizhu #im not tagging everyone so hopefully this is sufficient

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mintaikk · 1 month ago

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Anyways, list of all the confirmed queer or implied queer cookies in Cookie Run

Silly me gets super excited when I find out a cookie is nonbinary or doesn't fit the gender binary, so I was planning to make a list on all the Nonbinary/Gender-nonconforming cookies. Long story short, I made it all cookies. I'll try my best to keep this in alphabetical order :'). Also, if I say pride merch, plz know I mean pride art. I mix up the words when referring to pieces of media. Also, for anyone saying, "That doesn't mean their queer!" None of the characters are confirmed to be straight or even cis either, so stfu and let people have fun.

Amber Sugar Cookie: Was shown in Pride art for Cookie Run Ovenbreak, so could possibly be queer

Angel Cookie: Confirmed to be nonbinary

Ananas Dragon Cookie: Confirmed to be nonbinary

Aurora Candy Cookie: Confirmed to be nonbinary

Avocado Cookie: Was shown in Pride art, so it implied to be queer

Banana Cookie: Has been shown in pride art for CROB, so is possibly queer

Blackberry Cookie: Has been shown in pride art before, so is possibly queer

Black Garlic Cookie: Has been shown in Pride art, so could possibly be queer

Black Lemonade Cookie: Was shown in Pride art with Shining Glitter Cookie, so is possibly into women

Blue Lily Cookie: Implied to be a lesbian and has a crush on Lilybell Cookie (No they are not sisters, yes Lilybell is an adult. She is just short)

Butter Pretzel Cookie: Has been shown in pride art, so is possibly queer

Cauliflower Cookie: Has been shown in pride art for CROB, so is possibly queer

Candlelight Cookie: Confirmed to be nonbinary

Candy Diver Cookie: Confirmed to be nonbinary

Captain Ice Cookie: Has been shown in pride art foe ovenbreak, so could possibly be queer

Carrot Cookie: Has been shown in pride art before, so is possibly be queer

Cheesecake Cookie: Has been shown in pride art before, so is possibly queer (she has "rich lesbian aunt" vibes, but that's just me)

Cherry Cookie: Has been shown in pride art before, so is possibly queer

Chili Pepper Cookie: Was shown in Pride art with Rye Cookie, so is possibly into women

Cinnamon Cookie: Genderqueer and goes by he/him, they/them, and it/it's pronouns

Cloud Haetae Cookie: Confirmed to he nonbinary

Clover Cookie: While nothing has been confirmed, he was shown in the pride art for CRK

Cotton Candy Cookie: Implied to be a lesbian (all her crushes are women or nonbinary)

Cream Ferret Cookie: Confirmed to be nonbinary

Cream Unicorn Cookie: Confirmed to be nonbinary and gender-nonconforming and goes by they/it pronouns

Dark Enchantress Cookie: confirmed to be genderqueer and goes by she/it pronouns

Dark Choco Cookie: Gender-queer and goes by He/they pronouns

Devil Cookie: Confirmed to be nonbinary and goes by they/it pronouns

DJ Cookie: Nonbinary and implied to be bisexual (their shirt is literally the bisexual flag 💀)

Dr. Bones Cookie: Confirmed to be nonbinary

Electric Eel Cookie: Genderqueer and goes by he/they pronouns

Espresso Cookie: Was shown in Pride Art with Madeleine Cookie, so is possibly into men (with the way they tease us with Espresseleine, I wouldn't be surprised)

Fig Cookie: Confirmed to be nonbinary

Fire Spirit Cookie: Has been shown in Pride art for Ovenbreak, so could possibly be queer. He admires Wind Archer Cookie, so it is possible there could be attraction there

GingerBrave: Nothing has been confirmed, but he was shown in the Pride art (same link as Clover Cookie). However, this could just be because he is the mascot (I do headcanon him as aroace tho-)

Goblin Cookie: Confirmed to be nonbinary

Granola Cookie: Confirmed to be genderqueer and goes by they/she pronouns

Herb Cookie: Was shown in the pride art with Sparkling Cookie. Judging from the game, he could possibly be gay

Hydrangea Cookie: Has been shown in pride art before, so is possibly queer

Ice Juggle Cookie: Genderqueer and goes by they/she pronouns

Icicle Yeti Cookie: Confirmed to be nonbinary

Lilybell Cookie: Implied to be a lesbian and has feelings for Blue Lily Cookie

Lime Cookie: Implied to be pansexual, as one of her outfits has the pansexual flag. Also has a crush on Orange Cookie

Longan Dragon Cookie: Confirmed to be nonbinary

Lord Oyster Cookie: Genderqueer and goes be he/they pronouns

Lobster Cookie: Confirmed to be nonbinary

Lotus Dragon Cookie: Confirmed to be nonbinary

Lychee Dragon Cookie: Confirmed to be nonbinary

Madeleine Cookie: Was shown in Pride Art with Espresso Cookie, so is possibly into men

Mala Sauce Cookie: Has been shown in pride art before, so is possibly queer

Mango Cookie: Was shown in a pride art piece for CROB, so is possibly queer

Milk Cookie: Is canonically gay and has a celebrity crush on Dark Choco Cookie

Mocha Ray Cookie: Genderqueer and goes by she/they pronouns

Moonlight Cookie: Yet to be confirmed but is HEAVILY implied to be a lesbian, and I'd also in love with Sea Fairy Cookie. Was also shown in pride art with her <3

Nougat Cookie: Genderqueer and goes by he/she pronouns

Orange Cookie: Has been shown in pride art for Ovenbreak, so could possibly be queer

Pancake Cookie: Has been shown in pride art for ovenbreak, so could be queer

Peppermint Cookie: Confirmed to be nonbinary

Pinecone Cookie: Confirmed to be nonbinary

Pitaya Dragon Cookie: Confirmed to be nonbinary

Poison Mushroom Cookie: Confirmed to be nonbinary

Pomegranate Cookie: Lesbian with a massive crush on Dark Enchantress Cookie

Pumpkin Pie Cookie: Nothing has been confirmed at all, but she was shown in the pride art, so she could very much be queer

Pond Dino Cookie: Confirmed to be nonbinary

Pudding Cookie: Confirmed to be nonbinary

Raspberry Cookie: In Knight Cookie's dream (or nightmare lol), Raspberry Cookie offered to marry the Princess (Princess Cookie) in order to bring honor to her house. Has also been shown in pride art for CRK

Roguefort Cookie: Is confirmed to be nonbinary and queer, having an attraction to and flirting with Cotton Candy Cookie

Rose Cookie: Has been shown in pride art before, so is possibly be queer

Rye Cookie: Was shown in Pride art with Chili Pepper Cookie, so is possibly into women

Sandwich Cookie: Genderqueer and goes by she/they pronouns

Sea Fairy Cookie: HEAVILY implied to be a lesbian and is head-over-heels for Moonlight Cookie. Was also shown in pride art with her.

Shining Glitter Cookie: Was shown in Pride Art staring at Black Lemonade Cookie, so is possibly into women

Snake Fruit Cookie: Nonbinary and goes by they/it pronouns

Snapdragon Cookie: Confirmed to be nonbinary

Snowflake Cookie: Genderqueer and goes by she/they pronouns

Snow Sugar Cookie: Confirmed to be nonbinary

Sorbet Shark Cookie: Confirmed to be nonbinary

Space Doughnut: Confirmed to be nonbinary

Sparkling Cookie: While nothing has been officially confirmed, he was shown in the pride art. Considering what we see in game, he could possibly be gay

Spinach Cookie: Has been shown in pride art for CROB, so is possibly queer

Squid Ink Cookie: Confirmed to be nonbinary

Strawberry Cookie: Was shown in Pride art before, so is possibly queer

Strawberry Crepe Cookie: Confirmed to be nonbinary

Timekeeper Cookie: Genderqueer and goes by she/they pronouns

Vampire Cookie: Has been shown in multiple pride art pieces

Whipped Cream Cookie: Has been shown in multiple pride art pieces

White Choco Cookie: Implied to be queer (and is canonically a lesbian heart throb lol). Also dressed as lady Oscar, a confirmed bisexual character

Wind Archer Cookie: Has been shown in pride art for CROB, so is possibly queer

If I missed anyone or anything, please let me know!

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