#and I’ll be your hero and treat you like the prince you are. and also I love that stupid bisexual vampire I need him

[laniidae-passerine]

god did not give me a computer strong enough to run Baldur’s Gate 3 on it because they knew the second I realised that I couldn’t court and keep both Wyll and Astarion, I’d burst into tears

[goldenlol]

also this is sword anon again and honestly your cookie run art is partially why i wanna get back into it after a long time but i remember some drama circulating around that darkmilk has a significant age gap n stuff and in extension so does yammilk (ik your pinned post doesnt include them I just added that since that was part of the discussion) so whats your take on their age thing cuz idk what type of shipper you are lol

HII AGAIN LFMAOO BUT OKFG RLLYYY?? YAYYY

I don’t talk about milkyam cause I just don’t like the ship, or most of its shippers. I don’t like a lot of choco ships tbh..but all I will say, is milk would protect choco from yam BUT THATS IT. THATS ALL.

for me, I hc young prince as 15 and milk around the same age, idk maybe 13? I cant see how people think young prince choco was an adult...?? Yes she went out to find a sword by herself but I think she was only allowed that because she is a good fighter and can survive on her own, it’s obvious cacao had trust that choco will return safely.

She just looks tall or mature for her age ig?? I think it’s because how she was raised, never allowed to be a child and trained to be better but yea no, I fr can’t see her as an adult here

edit: I forgot to add but she still kind of had that “oblivious” mindset I guess? Believing she can save her kingdom and could change her fathers mind even tho he’s so stubborn and that mentality of being “a hero just like his father”, I’m sure thats associated w younger people because “ur just a child you don’t know any better”

after she comes back she sees what her father rlly is and basically calls him a coward. It’s fr someone maturing and seeing someone for what they rlly are, not blinded by the child mentality anymore and only seeing someone as perfect when they’re not at all (not saying cacao is a coward mb minty, but bro wasn’t the best father 🙏😔 I love cacao) but also choco is manipulated easily because of her weak mentality.. my girl.

I know a lot of people are iffy or just hate chocomilk and that’s alr ig but god pls enough w tagging the ship and making threads telling people to hate it.

I know someone whose too afraid to draw it because of what people say and I’m like !! I got you bro I’ll draw it for us!!

Also I don’t think devsis would even allow such a ship to exist if it was wrong?? (it’s funny cause they make art of it n even make captions like that one where choco and lico go to an amusement park together, w “don’t tell milk” )

also I just hate how mischaracterized milk is w choco... my god y’all are weird as fuck w him. Milk wouldn’t harass choco or stalk him pls stop that, it’s uncomfortable..

he respects his space and choco’s life. When he met choco in that cutscene, people took choco being “uncomfortable” around milk, he wasn’t? He was just shocked or just “?? Rlly??” Kind of reaction because this man hasn’t been told anything nice after he became “bad” or whatever, so having someone tell him that he was the reason they became stronger and “want to be just like him” is obviously shocking to her, she wouldn’t believe that she made someone life better because she thought she only hurt people and deserved to be hated and treated in any way.

Anyway yea, they def both met as teens, didn’t see eachother til adults and it’s obvious milk is in love w choco idc (me too bro)

this is long as fuck sorry but GOD I NEEDED TO SAY SHIT!!

Take the cute art tho I love them sm (I think choco just has the mentality that no one could love him after what he’s done so he doesn’t understand why milk faints all flustered n shit but the idea of her being oblivious is cute too 😭 fuck it shes both!!)

also what type of shipper I am?? Wym

[tinnictheguardian]

Dimitri’s sins during his savage boar phase

What “evil” acts did Dimitri commit during his savage boar phase? This is a topic that keeps coming up because Dimitri is extremely hard on himself regarding his actions during his 5 years as a vagabond. So what does the game say?

In his notes it says:

1181 - Escapes the coup of Fhirdiad and becomes a vagrant. 1182 - Begins murdering Imperial generals/soldiers controlling former Kingdom territories. 1185 - Pursues Imperial troops and ends up at Garreg Mach.

During the start of the Azure Moon War Phase, Yuri tells you, “ You've been snoozing awhile, so allow me to fill you in. There's a madman roaming Faerghus. Imperial troops entering Kingdom settlements are destroyed seemingly overnight. Townspeople on the front lines are terrified, and yet they simultaneously treat this as though he's some sort of hero blazing through the land. Can't imagine their surprise when they realized it was their own prince. ”

Gilbert fills you in more with the following, “ As for myself, I only began to hope three years ago, when I chanced upon some compelling rumours. An Imperial platoon attacked without warning. Incident after incident of Imperial generals being slaughtered in Kingdom territory. It is said that each died in such a brutal, gruesome way that...it is hard to imagine they were killed by human hands. ”

What Dimitri says himself is, “These hands of mine have taken so many lives... Nobles and commoners. Adults and children.” 

I would like to note that Sothis refers to all the students, who range from age 16 to 21, as “children” and also, Fleche is both an Imperial soldier and a child because she is below the age of majority. But even by modern standards, killing Fleche is NOT a war crime because she’s an active combatant.

By modern standards, if you take Fleche alive you have to treat her as an innocent victim and do what you can to demobilise her. But if she’s pointing a weapon at you, you can shoot her. Obviously soldiers who are not total psychopaths would and do find the act of killing children, even in an active combat situation where said children are trying to kill you, soul-shattering. But the point is that you are allowed to kill opposition child soldier during active combat.

By medieval standards, which is what Fodlan follows, Dimitri is in the clear as long as the nobles, commoners, adults and children he killed were soldiers. Based on the information we have, it seems clear that Dimitri ONLY killed soldiers.

So the problem wasn’t WHO he killed, he only killed Imperial soldiers who were invading Faerghus, but HOW he killed. He was brutal and gruesome. This does seem to go against the codes of chivalry that Faerghus seems to hold and also I don’t think the Serios faith would preach it being okay to be needlessly cruel to your enemies.

Another thing to note is that Dimitri doesn’t do the dehumanisation thing when it comes to opposition soldiers. In his B-support with Byleth he recalls the time he came across a dead soldier’s body during the Western Rebellion when a minor, non-crest bearing line of the Blaiddyd family challenged his claim to the throne and Rufus’s regency. He says of the soldier, “ He was clutching a locket. Inside was a lock of golden hair.  I don't know to whom it belonged. His wife, his daughter...mother, lover... I'll never know.  He was a soldier. An enemy. Someone we had cut down without hesitation. But in that moment, I realized he was also a real person, just like the rest of us. “

So Dimitri was brutal to people he never dehumanised to make it easy for him to kill them. So he instead dehumanised himself. He was a monster, a beast, barely human and that’s why he wasn’t just killing but brutalising them. It was most likely a horrible negative loop. 

I am killing these humans out of rage and hate. They are invaders but they are still human. I cannot be human if I am committing these acts. I am a monster. Monsters have no mercy when people invade their territory. 

I can totally see this loop playing in Dimitri’s head and without his friends to check him, like they do in Hopes, we get the Dimitri we see in Azure Moon who is finally checked by Byleth. When he’s unchecked, as he is in Verdant Wind, he of course leads his friends and the last of his loyal followers to doom.

So, basically, Dimitri, didn’t kill anyone he wasn’t supposed to but was more brutal then he should have been. I think it will depend on individuals how grave they rate his sin of being brutal on the battlefield. 

[cooliofango]

Oohhhhh tell me about your timeline concept with your oc and Wind !!!!

I am very much interested!

AHHH OKAY OKAY

Ahem

Just a heads up before this continues I end up writing out like— the whole story I had in mind for her, though I don’t put extreme detail into it. Kinda like a synopsis of her story. I’ll divide the idea and the story so you don’t have to bother reading it if you don’t wish to but it’s helping me build the idea some more so I’ll keep writing!

So the oc I had in mind is yet another reincarnation of the Hero of Courage.

The way I see this happening is when the Chain first come together in some separate Hyrule that disrupts the timeline. Not enough to give no Hero of Courage at all, but enough to change who they are.

The Chain went through their own adventures of saving their Hyrule from Ganon/Ganandorf/Demise already. Their initial story had ended. However it’s the end of these stories that help give birth to a new timeline of heroes to continue the legacy.

When they left their Hyrule, it left the timeline to create a new era without the influence of a Link to use as a base of some sorts of that makes sense. The timeline couldn’t use the previous Link to make a new Link for this world because the previous Link was gone— not gone as in dead and not gone as in nonexistent, but gone as in absent from existence.

Thus making the newest Hero of Courage someone new— the oc I have in mind! With a new Hero came a new Hyrule and a new wielder of Wisdom as well with the only constant in the entirety of it being Ganandorf thanks to him cursing the timeline since Time’s era.

—————

The oc in mind is someone I named Arien, this energetic girl who’s quick on her feet. She knew she was the Hero of Courage from birth as the stories of the past timelines were mostly known and have been passed down throughout the generations to foretell when a new Hero of Courage is born— in this case, usually around the same time the next wielder of Wisdom. The wielder of Wisdom in this timeline goes by the name of Prince Idris.

Both train all of their lives to fight the foreseeable evil that’s to come, also becoming the closest friends during this time. But the evil comes sooner than expected, leaving them to fight Ganondorf at a rather young age than anticipated.

Ganondorf had taken over Hyrule Castle by the time Arien and Idris fight him for the first time. Notice the ‘first time’ because Arien inevitably fails this fight with Idris getting captured in a similar way to how Skyward Sword Zelda gets captured.

Another thing to note is how Ganondorf seems to remember the previous timelines to some extent, because when he’s holding the young Hero of Courage above the moat below and around the castle, he states how she’s the ‘weakest and most pathetic’ hero he’s had time wasted to fight before letting her drop into the water below.

Arien develops this fear of failure and yet with Ganondorf’s words still stuck in her mind, she almost gives up on defeating him. It’s only with the help of the Kokiri who live in the forest she ended up washed up in after being carried away by the moat’s current that she is given the help she needs to rebuild her strength and regain the courage needed to take on Ganondorf again.

She first travels to find the Master Sword and the Goddess Bow— the Goddess Bow being treated similarly to how the Master Sword is in the sense of how precious the weapon is. Unfortunately for her, each weapon is on the opposite side of Hyrule, so she makes the journey to and from as needed to proclaim each weapon as need be before returning to fight Ganondorf.

Before starting this final fight, she searches the castle to find this relic that is supposed to help Idris better home the Goddess’s power, this relic being a pendant made from ancient Sheikah magic.

The first thing she does is ‘fight’ Ganondorf, to which was a partial guide to free Idris from captivity so he could join in the battle with the relic and the Goddess Bow equipped. The two, together defeat Ganondorf together and free Hyrule from his reign! :D

The kingdom goes through a period of rebuilding and peace to recover when the Lizalfo (or however you spell it) that can make portals ends up in their Hyrule and steals Idris’s relic when they are on their way back from visiting a nearby village to see what they needed help with.

Arien chases after the Lizalfo to get it back, soon following it into the portal and ending up in the same Hyrule the Chain is in— thus setting the grounds for her joining the Chain in their current adventures!

If you have read this far and have questions, feel free to ask!! ^^ It was nice finally setting a solid ground for this oc.

[looniecartooni]

Been getting back into Little Shop of Horrors lately. Although- I just saw the 1960 original movie and I’ve gotta say...

I kind of feel like the play did Audrey dirty. I mean- I can understand trying to make her more of a prominent character and why certain parts of the movie were switched around for the stage play (Seymour’s mom was a weird character. She was a little funny in her own right, but really felt out of place). Audrey did lack a bit of character and personality aside from being a sweet girl, but she at least had a bit of standards.

In the movie, she was weirded out by Seymour’s mom’s weird food items and didn’t like when “Seymour” started acting strange and demanding all of a sudden. Poor Audrey in the stage play gets abused by the sadistic dentist who had a rather minor role in the movie, but seriously got dialed up in the musical. And when confronted with the idea that she was dying- she was seriously way too willing to be sacrificed to the thing that tried to kill her and many others while in the movie, she well... lives.

I can understand wanting to give her more of a personality and more of a role to relate and sympathize with so that Seymour gets the girl in the end (which happens in only the 1988 movie version for sequel purposes and because the 1988 test audience didn’t like the dark ending clashing with the film’s rather cartoony silly vibe). But still- Audrey feels robbed of being at least having slightly more standards.

And there was one scene where she was seemingly on a date with Mushnik (which felt out of place too so I can kind of see why that was switched out) while the dentist and her are never seen together. I can get trying to make skid row seem like a much more awful place than the movie made it and giving the dentist a bigger role to where is death almost seems to be rooted for, but making him Audrey’s abusive boyfriend instead of being someone like Mushnik who almost left without paying the check... well it makes sense for theater since its dramatic and again makes Seymour feel like he’s the hero, but then it also makes Audrey suffer in more ways than one. 

I’m not saying she needed to be like a hero with no man’s help or entirely a lousy character for being a woeful girl that just dreams of a better life outside of her awful town and abusive relationship. I’m just saying compared to the source material, she feels a bit reduced from what she was before. And in turn, in the musical it makes Seymour almost feel like a “nice guy” who is clearly the better option Audrey wants- duh! Seymour's given lines like “I don’t like that guy, Mr. Mushnik. Especially how he treats Audrey. She deserves a prince” and “Wipe off your make up, let me see your clean face”. And then in turn Audrey basically says, “Oh sure, I’ll die in a plant for you if it means you’ll continue living good. Even if you did kill my ex boyfriend and our ex-boss.” 1960 Audrey at least was kind of willing to ask, “Why are you acting this way, Seymour? I don’t get what’s come over you. At least sort it out before you go out with me again.”

Now granted- the 1960 film, the musical, and the 1988 adaptation are all extremely good with a couple questionable things here and there for good reason and a lot of funny jokes. Each has their own unique way of telling their story and they tell it well. The musical was aiming to tell a Faust like story in a time when female love interests usually were displayed in a certain way so that the main male love interest can kind of be seen as the better option. And obviously on the stage, it needs to be dramatic. 1960 Audrey wasn’t a feminist icon or anything and there wasn’t a lot to her. The only thing we really knew she wanted was Seymour because he was sweet and Seymour did things like name a plant after her. I’m not even sure why Mushnik and Audrey went out on a fancy dinner together- neither really expressed interest in one another aside from maybe extending Mushnik’s flower business. But Audrey seemed less... ditzy in the 1960′s version which isn’t always common for 1960′s movies and Seymour wasn’t really given motives to kill (which did make kind of silly things happen that were understandably turned around- like Seymour getting hypnotized by Audrey Jr. and pursued by a seriously persistent hooker).

Well- long essay short, I can see why certain parts of the 1960 version was changed around for the play, but that in turn may’ve made Audrey’s character feel robbed of what standards she had. But the play version also shows a girl so broke down by the abuse she went through that she thinks in her perhaps dying moments, sacrificing herself to her new love interest means she’s giving him and herself serenity. Just a part of me wishes that there was at least able to be a blend between the original Audrey and the musical Audrey so she’d at least seem slightly less passive.

I’m also not saying that Seymour was a hero by any means either. The decision to make Audrey II play on his desires makes for a slightly more interesting take than a hungry plant that eats bodies Seymour accidentally killed. Audrey was one of his greatest desires and him feeling like he was somehow just in his attempt to kill Orin (rather than somehow accidently stab him in a silly duel- the 1960 movie relied heavily on comedy more than deep motives like the musical). But in making Audrey more damsel-in-distress kind of, we also end up getting a more pick me/ nice guy Seymour rather than the 1960 sorta clueless Seymour that just really likes Audrey and that Audrey supported. Of course, Seymour needs sympathy as well and at least some form of seemingly noble intentions when being the protagonist that wants the girl, but having Audrey being too willing to die for him when movie Audrey is willing to walk out on him (granted a little unfairly because it was Audrey Jr. who kept being “weird”) and asking he’d get his act together while asking why he won’t explain himself at least gave her at least some form of grit in the situation.

Perhaps it only makes sense in context of the movie rather than the play, but I stand my ground... Audrey I deserved better.

[gaysimpsstuff]

Hi! I was wondering if I could request more of the Mha biggest kinks? I really liked it. I would like to request two characters and the rest you can choose. The characters I wanted to request were Tokoyami and Aizawa. I hope you have a good rest of your day! Stay safe, and don’t get sick!

Alrighty! Let’s goooo!

Sorry, this took so long to come out, I had very little motivation and my brain was being mean, but I have motivation again now and so I'm ready to begin writing again.

Hopefully, I'll be able to get a fic out to you guys every three days or so.

Part One Here

Part Two Here

Genre: smut

Type: headcanons

Warnings: smut, heavy kinks, BDSM, NSFW

Characters: Tokoyami, Tsuyu, Mirko, Aizawa 

 Other: I must admit, I headcanon Tokoyami as asexual, so writing for him was a lil difficult, but It presented a unique challenge and well, I love writing challenges and you know that!

NSFW Taglist: @smolchildfangirl @combat-wombatus @mandalorian-baby-bird @waffleareniceandfluffy @catcherisvibin @thesubtlewhore @popcatx0

Fumikage Tokoyami/ Tsukoyomi-

Submission- this man has 0% confidence. He doesn’t trust himself to dom. He’s gotten so used to not being in control being a bad thing, so according to trauma response, it’s likely that loss of control will become a kink for him. He needs this, okay? Needs to be taught that not having control isn’t always a bad thing. It really isn’t when he’s moaning beneath you.

Threesomes- he’s very used to not being alone, Dark Shadow will be there even during sex with you. It’s embarrassing at first, but you’ve gotten used to him being there during your dates, so it’s almost as if you’re dating Dark Shadow as well. Dark shadow indulges in Fumikage’s more... raunchy kinks, the ones that he’d be too embarrassed to ask you about.

Costumes- He just wants to be fucked while you’re both dressed like royalty. He doesn’t know why, but many types of fancy clothes turn him on. This may just be because his form of self-expression is rare, and so he has few friends who indulge in a more Emo style. He has no objections to being dressed like a prince or princess (he’d even wear bright colors for you).

Love and Affection- I headcanon him as Ace, so for this he’s Demi. And what leads to Demisexuals being sexually attracted to someone? Love and affection. Just kiss his beak and pet his head and tell him you love him. It might result in him crying because he’s never gotten that affection before.

Humiliation- He’s still kinky, okay? He likes being degraded, hit, and told just what a ‘silly little slut boy’ he’s being. He wants you to have him pressed into the pillow, whining as he babbles about what a bad boy he’d been.

Choking- Listen, a boy who wears a bright red choker wants it to be replaced with your fingers, okay? It’s best when you’re indulging in his costume kink + a little roleplay and you’re acting as some warrior or supervillain and he’s some hero boy trying to take you down. Usually results in him being choked against the wall as he grinds down on your leg.

Tsuyu Asui/ Froppy-

Look at that beautiful woman

Switch- Look at her and tell me she doesn’t have the capacity to top or bottom. Really, she’s quite incredible like that. She also has very little preference so it mostly depends on whether you want to top or bottom.

Bondage- this is more of a bottom Tsu thing, she likes shibari best, beautiful ropes (or silk for better comfort) keeping her body from moving away, while the patterns and colors compliment her soft and sweaty skin.

Praise- Doesn’t matter who’s topping and who’s bottoming, praise is wonderful. Once you called her a good girl after training (when she totally kicked Kaminari’s ass) she just kind hid her face and squealed. It was adorable. She’s also very honest, so when she praises you it’s usually just her being honest with you. It’s so very sweet and ugh- damnit now I just wanna hug her

Hand Kink- Nothing is better then feeling your hands tracing her body, cupping her breasts, squeezing her ass, pulling her hair, just touching her. You’ve caught her just kind of... staring at your hands multiple times. The best thing is when she’s pressed down into the mattress, clutching the sheets, and you grab her hand, curling your fingers between hers and flexing them. 

Hair Pulling- Nobody has that much hair and doesn’t develop a hair pulling kink, and that’s literally all I have to say on the matter.

Tongue Play- More of a Top Tsu thing (hehe alliteration), she will tie you up with her tongue if she wants to, and she’s done that before. The oral is great, ass, pussy, dick, no matter where you want her tongue it will be there, and it will be everywhere. You want to be absolutely at her mercy? Just ask her to use her tongue. She may or may not get carried away because it just feels so powerful, to be able to make you feel so many things with just one body part that she’s trained to have complete control over. 

Rumi Usagiyama/ Mirko-

Domination- Look, just- just look. Look at that woman. Tell me she doesn’t want to always be on top. Tell me she doesn’t take offense to being asked if she wants a break from topping. Tell me she won’t shove you against the wall, bed, floor, fucking table and just absolutely take control of you. Tell me she doesn’t own you. Now I’m not personally attracted to women but this woman is the one fucking exception. 

Mommy- She likes this mostly because it humiliates her bottom. It’s embarrassing to say something so lewd, to refer to her almost like your caretaker, and she loves it. Especially when her sub whimpers or stutters while calling her that, she fucking loves it.

Brat-Play/Punishment- If you’ve read the Team-ups special manga thingie, you saw her appreciate Bakugou’s pure rage towards villains, which makes me think she enjoys putting villains in their place. She lovess watching you misbehave, pretending she doesn’t care, then absolutely wrecking you when you get back home. Her favorite thing is the tears + plus barely being able to apologize for their brattiness.

Predator/Play- I mean, she’s an animal. She loves the chase, feeling so powerful over her helpless little sub. If her partner’s quirk makes them a wolf or something that traditionally hunts rabbits, then she’ll be estatic about competing with you for dominance before proving again and again and again that she’s the one who wears the pants in this relationship (or the one-piece hero costume ig)

Biting/Marking- Everyone. Everyone needs to know who you belong to. Even if your skin physically cannot bare marks, she will still bite and suck at your neck and shoulders to try and show off the marks. Show off the cute little sub that belongs solely to her.

Breeding- She’s a rabbit, it’s instict to want children. Even though she can’t get her sub pregnant, she will still babble about fucking a baby into you. Maybe if you’re AMAB and could get her pregnant, she’d just ride you until you get her pregnant (even though she probably doesn’t actually want kids, so protection is used).

Shouta Aizawa/ Eraserhead-

Bondage- He's a hero, he's conditioned to know that he's won when his opponent is all tied up. He feels like he's won you over when you let him tie you up, and he loves the feeling of knowing you can't escape him.

Daddy- I mean seriously, you can't just act like a literal father figure to every single person around you and not have a daddy kink! He likes to take care of you, and he loves it when you cry 'Daddy please!'

Teasing- Even if he's a caregiver at heart, he won't just give you what you want. You need to beg and whine and scream for it. He wants to stave off your orgasm, avoid touching you where you need it, just to hear your pitiful whimpers and the way you cry for him.

Teaching- now he doesn't enjoy a teacher kink as in 'you're my student' kind of roleplay, but he does enjoy teaching someone inexperienced just how to suck him off, how to hold onto him, and what to say to make him growl.

Praise- He wasn't praised much, still isn't, so being told he's perfect for you will either end up with him literally crying on you, or fucking you harder just to hear you tell him how much you enjoy his cock.

Cock Worship- Nothing gets a man going like having your partner on their knees in front of you, kissing and sucking on your balls, treating you like a god. It's incredible to have you take your time pleasuring him.

[arcanadreams]

Water Fights with the OM Bros

it’s 90 degrees outside at my place and you know what that means!!! water fight headcanons because I refuse to go outside in the heat in real life asdhgskjdgks

once again i’m only doing the brothers bc i do not trust myself with the dateables just yet lmao

Lucifer:

Literally only agrees to join because you’re so excited about it.

“...If it makes you happy, MC,” are his exact words. Simp.

You did agree to make the game have no points though, to keep things from getting competitive. Both at the advice of Lucifer and because you knew he would not join if there was any chance he could lose. (Also because Satan is a menace but we’ll get to that later.)

When all the brothers are gathered he suggests everyone pairs up into teams. 

“You’re only saying that so you can cozy with M-” Asmo tries to say before being sprayed in the face with water.

“My hair!” “Oh, look at that. I suppose the game has started,” Lucifer hides his water gun behind his legs, but he can’t hide the shit eating grin on his face.

He takes your hand with a “Come along, MC,” and leads you away as everyone splits up.

You two make a surprisingly good team for this sort of thing! He knows the gardens well and also knows where each of his brothers is likely to go. You are quite skilled water water guns and balloons. He’s basically the brains and you’re the brawn. 

He snatches a few kisses now and then when you look back at him excitedly after smacking one of his brothers with a balloon. You’re just so cute!

When everyone is all tuckered out and goes off to shower and whatever, Lucifer hangs back with you to thank you for organizing everything. With a kiss to the back of your hand, he says, “I’ll admit, I was...skeptical, at first. But, as usual, you brought my brothers together in a way I haven’t seen in a long while. Thank you, MC.” 

Mammon:

“I’m MC’s first man, so I get to team with them!” “You’re also literally my boyfriend, but okay hun.” Cue Mammon blushing beet red at the nickname and muttering at you not to call him that in front of his brothers. (He doesn’t mean it; he loves that they know you’re his and vice versa.)

Strategically, the two of you are the absolute worst. But that’s because you’re both just there to have fun!

And have fun you do! You actually get in quite a few fun chases with Levi! He’s probably the most into the water fight out of everyone, the three of you are just running around the gardens pelting each other with balloons. It’s super cute.

Mammon is absolutely the type to yell “I’ll avenge you, MC!” every single time you get sprayed. 

Eventually, you and Mammon follow Levi’s advice and start hiding in places to catch some of the other brothers by surprise. Which would be fine if Mammon didn’t blush super hard and start grumbling because of how close together you were when kneeling behind the garden wall.

You roll your eyes and surge forward to kiss him. He’s so shocked he has no idea what to do with his hands at first. But, after a second of pause, his water gun falls to the ground with a clatter and he wraps his arms around you.

“Get a room,” Is all the two of you hear before Belphie dumps a whole ass bucket of water on your heads. Mammon growls and jumps up to get the youngest before Beel can scoop him up, but you grab his hand and stop him. 

You’re laughing super hard, and the sun is shining on your hair. You almost look like you have a halo...Mammon gives up the chase before it even starts because his MC is simply ethereal. 

“Mammon!” You smile brilliantly at him when you finally stop laughing. “I kissed you to keep you quiet! And then you managed to make even more noise!” 

He just hugs you then so you can’t see his blushing face. Stupid lovely human making fun of him. (He likes it, though.)

Leviathan:

This boy is literally the MOST excited when you tell him your idea. He was in on it from the very start.

He actually helped you get all the supplies! He opens his Akuzon account right away and starts showing you what water guns would be best and picking out huge packs of balloons made specifically for being water grenades. (Definitely had looked all this stuff up before in case he found a LARPing buddy.)

You ask him how much Grimm all this stuff will cost and he tells you not to worry. “I’ll cover it!” “But, Levi-” He interrupts you with big blush on his face. 

“L-Listen MC. You’re m-my Henry! And I know this will be fun, s-so...I’ll cover it.” You leap forward and give him a hug, triggering a surprised but equally happy screech.

Honestly he is so excited you proposed an idea like that of your own volition. Like...it just makes him feel like all the games and stuff he finds fun truly don’t bother you. You haven’t been lying; you genuinely are interested in the same things as him. It makes him feel so warm.

When everyone is still arriving, you grab one of your water guns and do that cool spinny thing. You know the thing. The cowboy gun spin. You’re like, “Hey Levi! Check this out!” 

BAM. Boy is OUT. So red his face is steaming. That’s the hottest thing he has ever seen in his entire damn life. What the fuck, MC. He is basically frozen on the spot out of sheer overwhelmed-ness as how hot that was. You have to drag him away when the water fight starts. Totally worth staying up all night figuring out how to do the spin trick with a water gun.

Once the action gets going, you two are unstoppable. No one escapes the fight unscathed thanks to y’all. All those late night Call of Duty sessions trained you for this!!

Your favorite tactic is definitely camping, though. You and Levi would pick a spot and hide there, waiting for one of his brothers to come by, and then...ATTACK!

If it actually were a competition, you two would’ve won by a landslide. But honestly, Levi didn’t really keep track. He was having too much fun watching you. You were so mesmerizing when you were in the zone and so gorgeous when laughing as you gave him victory high fives after a successful ambush. 

You let him take a picture of you posing all tough with your water gun and he makes it his DDD background immediately. And his lockscreen so you can protect his DDD from intruders.

Satan:

THIS ASSHOLE. THIS MAN IS THE REASON YOU MADE SURE THERE WAS NO COMPETITION.

If there was any sense of competition, Satan would’ve gone absolutely out of his mind to beat Lucifer. He would make sure to destroy that man’s dignity as thoroughly as possible.

So, for the sake of both him and the eldest brother, no points. No contest. He grumbles about it, but, much like said eldest brother, he still joins because he sees how happy the idea of a family water fight makes you.

 Satan treats is almost as seriously as Levi does. EVEN THOUGH YOU MADE SURE IT WASN’T A COMPETITION, HE DAMN SURE STILL ACTS LIKE IT IS. UGH.

Literally pulls a map of the House of Lamentation’s gardens out of his back pocket??? And puts it on the side of the fountain?? And starts planning maneuvers on it with you??? He pulls a pen out of his SWIM TRUNK POCKETS to use to point with and emphasize his points. You just blink at him. This is your mans. Good lord.

Considering his expert knowledge of the layout of the entire surrounding area of HoL from that map, he actually knows of some secret passages the other brothers don’t even consider. He takes you to them so you can use them to spy on what Lucifer’s the other brothers’ strategies are.

It’s only once you’re creeping around the tunnels that he realizes something: none of his brothers know where you are. They can’t bother you...time to make out.

Grabs your attention with a quiet, “MC” and gives you a smooch. Soon enough he is backing you up against the wall. A water balloon you have tied to your belt pops against the rough brick, interrupting the two of you.

Satan disregards it and move to kiss you again, but you let out a gasp. He’s worried for you for a moment: did you scrape yourself? But when you turn to look at him, there’s a mischievous glint in your eye that he loves to see. 

“My water broke!” You whisper-exclaim dramatically, covering your mouth in fake shock. Satan has to nuzzle his face in your neck to avoid laughing and filling the tunnel with the echo that would alert his brothers. The two of you basically just canoodle in the passages until the water fight is over LMAO

Asmodeus:

Pretty much just to show off how good he looks in a bathing suit to you and anyone else who happens to be lucky enough to witness his glory.

He’s not the best at water fights and ends up using you as a human shield sometimes adjgfkjshf

“Asmo! Stop hiding behind me!” “I am not letting Lucifer mess up my hair twice in one day, darling!”

He comments quite often on how hot you look. Both in your bathing suit and also when in the zone looking for victims to douse in watery fury. You look like an action hero, MC! Have you ever thought about becoming the next Bond? Asmo could definitely pull some hypnotic strings.~

Every time you successfully pull him out of the way of an oncoming water balloon or block a blast of water from hitting, he totally melts. He presses his back to your chest, swooning against you and batting his eyelashes.

“Oh, MC, my hero! My dashing knight in shining armor!” You scoff, but think it’s super cute. You even play into it sometimes and pick him up bridal style.

“The king is looking for you, my prince,” you say once as you lift him, and he actually blushes. Asmodeus, avatar of lust, blushes at a silly pet name. He was not expecting you to get so into the role!!! He loves it, though.

For the rest of the water fight the two of you are basically roleplaying a royal and his knight bodyguard. It is stupidly fun and the both of you have an absolute blast.

“Oh, MC, my darling knight! I have amazing news!” Asmo says after the fight ends. You’re drying his hair off with a towel. “Yes, my liege?” 

“In exchange for your wonderful and dutiful protection, you have been given permission by the crown to court me! Isn’t that wonderful?” He smiles and you throw your head back in a laugh. You lean down and give him a nice, long kiss on the lips before pulling away. “That is absolutely splendid, your highness.”

Beelzebub:

He loves the idea because it’ll get his whole family together and he knows it. He has to carry Belphie out there but that’s normal.

He helped you and Levi plan!! Excited boy. You filled him in when he joined you and Levi for a game night. He totally volunteered to go get some extra supplies from some nearby stores for y’all. So cute.

Once everyone is actually fighting, this boy WILL NOT STOP BEING A HUMAN (demon?) SHIELD FOR YOU. LIKE NO MATTER HOW MUCH YOU TELL HIM IT’S FINE, YOU’RE FINE, HE WILL NOT STOP.

“Babycakes, it’s okay. It’s water. It can’t hurt me.” “But I love you. I want you safe.” O H. O K A Y.

Someone call a doctor Beel just shot MC through the heart!!! He’s so genuine you just bright red and kiss his cheek because he deserve it.

“Well, I guess that’s settled then, huh?” He gives you a big Beel smile and nods, ruffling your hair affectionately.

Y’all get sprayed with water A LOT because your hungry boy is very big and hard to hide. Er, I should say HE gets sprayed a lot because he is a fantastic meat shield and you’re practically dry by the time the fight is over. He, on the other hand, is soaked to the bone.

He still insists on drying you off with a towel, though. The two of you dry each other off back in the twins’ room while Belphie dozes nearby in his bed.

You’re in the middle of drying his shoulders when he just starts talking. “That was really fun, MC. I’m really grateful for you. Ever since you’ve been here, things are always more fun. And you bring all my brother together. Thank you.” 

You damn near burst into tears!!! Ahhhh!!! You sniffle and jump into his nap, wrapping your arms around him. “But MC, I’m still wet.” “I don’t care!! I’m giving you snuggles!!”

Belphegor:

Literally does not give a single fuck about a water fight until he realizes it lets him throw shit at Lucifer with absolutely zero consequences. Then he is all in.

Beel doesn’t even have to carry him around during the fight! Once he is outside and realizes all the shenanigans he can pull, he is perfectly content to grab you by the hand and be the one dragging you around, for once!

You two will probably team up with Satan and Beel at various points. Beel because he’s Beel, and Satan because he and Belphie absolutely set water balloon filled booby traps for Lucifer.

That’s his preferred strategy: set up a trap and wait in the bushes, watching for the target to approach.

He’s definitely the type to yell “Every man for himself!” if someone catches you guys hiding. Unlike his twin, he lets you get totally soaked while he runs away laughing. Dickweed.

You guys have a lot of fun, though!! Seeing Belphie excited is always a treat for you. And, though he doesn’t say anything about it, Belphie also thinks it’s a treat whenever you scheme with him. You don’t join in on his mischief often, so he always cherishes the times you do.

Eventually, after soaking Lucifer thoroughly, Belphie eventually gets a bit tired. You, however, want to keep the fun going. So, just as he begins to dose off in your hiding spot...you spray him. Right in the face. 

He opens his eyes and sees you raising an eyebrow at him challengingly, giggling to yourself. He growls playfully and grabs his own water gun, quickly giving chase as you bolt. 

Being a demon, he’s much quicker than you. But he lets you think you can escape for a few minutes before catching up to you and wrapping his arms around you from behind. 

As you squirm and laugh in his embrace, he feels thankful he joined in on the fight, even if he was hesitant at first. After all, it led to this moment, where he can turn you around in his arms and give you a nice kiss as you melt against his chest.

[luimagines]

Dame part 3! I’ll gladly tell ya about the prince and FD :)

Okay so the prince is horrible, he’s incredibly controlling in general but when it comes to fame it’s worse. If the chain ever ends up in dames Hyrule all the progress that they made with dame is out the window, her walls are back up.

Her stance is tense and she’ll be stone faced, she would find away to tell them by either speaking or signing that they have to go to hyrule castle, she needs to report what has happened meaning they will meet the mysterious prince.

Once inside the castle the prince is already waiting for them, he won’t pay much attention to the others first choosing to single out dame and that exchange would go like this.

“ it’s about time you came back, you’ve been gone for a month. You’ve missed every training session since and your lessons.” He stared down at dame with a look that they others can’t identify but they do know the tone of his voice is harsh. Dame doesn’t say anything and just stands there. “ go to the training grounds now. I’m assuming you know better than joining us for dinner tonight, now go so I may talk to our guests.” Dame would give a bow and walk to the training grounds.

The others stared in shock, he’s not concerned about where’s she’s been or if she’s injured or anything. As well as telling her to go train and not to come for dinner, their confusion is about to get worse as the prince does a 180 in personality when talking to them. “Welcome! It’s my honor to have the hero’s of the past in my presence, my apologies of my knight gave you a hard time, she’s quite stubborn but we’re working on that. Now how may I help you all?”

No one wanted to speak up , but someone had to and after that exchange it was surprising the captain. “ she wasn’t a bother at all your highness in fact she’s quite a delight to have around. As for how you can help, we need a place to stay for a while” he didn’t dare bring up the portal there was something off about this prince. Who treats their knight like that , let alone one who wields the master sword.

The prince nods and speaks up once again “there’s plenty of rooms here in the castle and it’ll by my honor to host you all for the time being if there’s anything you need just ask me. Also if my knight or her…friends..cause any issues let me now and they shall be dealt with accordingly. I trust most of you know your way around, so feel free to explore the only rooms off limits are the personal quarters of those who are work and live here I’ll leave you all to explore now.” After that the princes walks off.

The others share a look around and time speaks up “no wonder dame didn’t wish to speak about him, he’s harsh to her to harsh.” Time sighs and then captain speaks up “he’s forcing her to train and then not to attend dinner. Zelda didn’t even do that to the troops even preparing for war. Dame didn’t even fight back it’s ass if all of the sass left her. I’m going to the grounds to check out what’s going on.” The captain walks off , time chooses to follow him as for the others they want to do a bit more digging to see what exactly is going on in theses castles walls. Wind , wild and hyrule go exploring around castle with wild knowing this place pretty well take them to find hidden paths. Four and veteran head off the the archives to see what exactly this hyrule has down there. Sky and rancher to to check around the castle it’s self seeing if they run in to someone willing to give them some info.

When captain and time reach the training grounds they aren’t noticed at first. The grounds look similar to wars’s, there’s a good amount of knights training and dame is among them. Several of the other knights are sparing with her and aren’t holding back as for what she’s training with hers using a claymore. There’s a lot of noise but in the mix the two hero’s can hear a conversation near by.

“I can’t believe she came back, I thought she left for good.” Then a second voice spoke up “I did to , she makes it seem like she hates it here and the prince, how can we be sure she’s not working with ganon?” “I heard that she actually doesn’t pray to the goddesses of anyone.” “Really I heard she caught the attention of a god almost as bad as ganon , a god of war and death.” “I wouldn’t be surprised look at how she fights it’s as if it’s to kill.”

Time and captain know exactly what their talking about , the snap out of their thoughts when then hear dame scream. When they look over she’s taken down all the knights she was fighting she shoves the blade of the claymore down into the ground as she’s painting. She’s past her limit but that’s not going to stop her or the others.

Suddenly rain starts to fall and then a flash of lightning with the boom of thunder happened and at the same time dame looks over to where the captain and time are and for a split second as quick as the lightning came and went they see behind their friend the god who they both know and fear with his hand on her shoulder.

There behind dame is the fierce deity himself, staring at the two hero’s shocked expressions, it’s clear that their friend has his favor and it only means one thing.

There’s a war coming and dames destined to something big, for better or for worse.

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Wow that’s the most I’ve written in a while! I’ll probably send in more about dame, her friends and the prince tomorrow hope this answered some questions and maybe even left more :)

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Buddy, are you planning on writing a full fic of this? Like... where can I find more? You can't leave me like this!

[symbioteburnout]

harperspurplehair​:

Harper chuckled and rolled her eyes at the mention of the Bat. She had her own, somewhat complicated views on the dark knight and even here it seemed like she couldn’t escape his shadow. Though to Andi’s credit, he was sort of what Gotham was known for; Batman and his many nemeses. Harper had always looked up to him; he’d saved her and her brother and he was the reason she started her own journey as a vigilante. But the Bat had always treated her like a kid in a Halloween costume and never took her seriously despite her, albeit sometimes clumsy, aptitude. The fact that her personal hero looked down on her with something akin to disdain nearly broke her heart. But rather than letting it stop her, it challenged her to be better; work harder, be stronger. Even still, she still struggled with wanting his acceptance.

But Andi wouldn’t know any of that and it wasn’t something Harper planned on telling her. So she just shook her head slightly, keeping her lips curled in a grin. “Something like that, I guess.”

Hearing Andi say she’d spent time in a shelter, Harper felt an even deeper connection to her. When she first got emancipated and took custody of her brother, she hadn’t had anywhere to go, but a shelter was preferable to the hell they’d grown up in. But after some hard work and determination, she’d found a place to call their own. It wasn’t easy and she wouldn’t wish it on anyone, but she knew she was stronger because of it.

Her heart nearly stopped though when Andi asked her if she wanted to go to a show later and then proceeded to offer her number. The thought that none of this was real and just a really, really good dream passed through her mind. But the sting of the hot coffee on her tongue told her it wasn’t. Her grin took on epically goofy proportions as she scrambled in her pocket to dig out her phone. Answering a slightly overexcited “Yeah!” she winced slightly, her cheeks only deepening to a rich crimson as she chuckled self deprecatingly. Clearing her throat, she tried to even out her voice.

“Uh, sorry…yeah. That would be awesome. If you wanna put it in, I’ll send you a text so you have mine…I-if you want it, of course.” It was silly to think Andi would offer to give her number out with no interest in having Harper’s in return, but her head was so foggy with excitement and nervousness, she didn’t really think about it. “Um, I can meet you here when you close up, if you want. Maybe…grab a slice of shitty pizza on the way?”

Her grin was hopeful and nervous all at once as she unlocked her phone and held it out for the pretty girl with purple hair, a voice in her head telling her ‘It’s not a date. Don’t get too excited.’ While another was gleefully chanting ‘You have a date with a super hot chick!’

She supposed that bringing up the Batman was no different than the joke about asking Andi about the Fresh Prince Rap, or about her preference on cheese steaks. Everywhere was known for something, there were always stereotypes. With Gotham though, you either thought of bats, or clowns, and a rather rampant crime rate, that was usually in relation to bats or clowns.

Andi was doing a lot of this on instinct, despite everything telling her this probably wasn’t a good idea. But was wanting just a taste of having a relationship so much to ask? Didn’t have to be romantic, could just be friends. Especially if it sounded like Harper would be doing a lot of back and forth between New York and Gotham. Good thing she was giving the girl her number.

Once Harper’s phone was unlocked and offered to her, Andi took it and opened up the contacts book. Add new contact. She typed in ‘Andi’, as her name, then added in her number before saving. “Feel free to attach an annoying ringtone. I’m not gonna go digging through your playlist.” She smirked and gave Harper her phone back. “Pizza does sound good though, so, sure, we can meet up here later. I actually also know a place, my old gym Coach showed it to me.” Yeah, that didn’t sound too suspicious, but well, maybe later she could elaborate.

She’d been chased from Philadelphia by Carnage, been toughing it out in the New York F.E.A.S.T. center. At the very least, while she’d been staying here, she had the friendship and kindness of the center’s manager, May Parker. Then Flash made a miraculous return from the grave, and the two were reunited in an Alchemax lab. It was after that, that Flash and Andi decided to split on an apartment. Flash’s name was on the lease of course, but Andi had her own room, the only caviat being that she was expected to at least HELP pay some of the rent. Flash was often away on Avenger business anyway, so normally Andi had the place to herself.

Pizza and music with a pretty girl with blue and purple hair, should she call this a date? No, probably not, this was just Andi being a tour guide and showing Harper some of the local night life, right? Her heart was pounding in her chest now that the phone was back in Harper’s warm hands with all their accessories and painted nails. She waited the return text with the cute punk girl’s number. “Th-That’s not to say you can’t hang around here as long as you like, I mean, it’s nice having someone to talk to besides Mitch or his regulars all day. B-besides, it’s cold out, bet you’d love to stay in the nice warm record store a bit longer...” Great, now she sounded clingy, fuck.

[clairecrive]

can u make a nikolai x reader based on the song mr perfectly fine by taylor swift?

Mr Perfectly fine

A/n: Ahh, thank to you friend, I've been jamming to this song every day lmao Hope I've done it justice x Also, I've left out some parts of the lyrics to make it better fit the story.

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Word count: more than 7K (ikik it took a life of his own, what can I say)

Warnings: bit of fluff, angst (like a lot), character's death, spoiler if you haven't read Siege and Storm

Tagging: @jupiterandbutterflies (Thank you so much for your comment! I saw it and it made my day✨)

(I don't remember where I took this from so if you know pls lmk)

Most people knew of Nikolai Lanstov. He was a prince, the second born and the most charming. Most people knew him thanks to the countless rumours that went around at court: supposedly he was not of royal blood. "Sobachka" was what they called him.

No matter how though, everyone knew of the last Lanstov prince. But very little knew him.

Meeting him wasn't difficult. Since he had been of age, Nikolai had always been out of the Grand Palace and among people. He’d also volunteered to enlist in the first army, refusing any kind of special treatment and fought beside his brothers in arms in the infantry. That was part of the reason why everyone outside the court loved him so much.

Being Grisha meant that fighting in the Second Army was mandatory. Not that you minded. There was nothing you wanted more for your people than to finally be free. Also, that Shadow Fold needed to go and as the Darkling has always said, all efforts are necessary.

That’s how you met Nikolai the first time. Generally, the First and the Second Army were stationed in different parts of the campsite. Numerous quarrels between oprichniki and Grisha had rendered the separation necessary. However, you never liked crowds much and living in the Little Palace meant that you were always surrounded by people. So, every chance you had to draw away and be by yourself for a while, you took it. Also, being a Healer meant that you’d spent more time in your assigned tent taking care of soldiers than among them.

Word had gone around that everyone in need could come to you. Usually, you had been instructed by the Darkling that your powers were reserved for Grisha. However, what good was it to have the ability to cure people and only take care of a selected few that very rarely got seriously injured? Meanwhile, soldiers of the First Army often suffered from severe injuries, fatal gunshots or knife wounds. You could help them and possibly save their lives so why shouldn’t you?

That was why Nikolai found you one night. Sure at that point it was just another nameless soldier to you. He had never been in your tent before so you had never seen his face before. The boy whose arm he had draped on his shoulders though, was a usual visitor of yours.

“Oh, Petyr, what happened this time?” gesturing to his blond friend to lay him down on the table, you started gathering everything you needed. Not that you needed much but you had found out that Petyr was absolutely incapable of bearing having his bones or injuries in general repaired without having some kind of pain reliever before.

After a few tries, you came up with a herbal composition that dulled the pain but didn’t make him unconscious. Using kvas would mean that Petyr would be knocked out for a couple of hours. That would put him in trouble with his superiors.

“He’s a fool, that’s what happened.” The explanation came from his friend after he put him down gently. Despite his words, you could hear in his tone worry and guilt?

“If saving your life makes me a fool then go ahead and call me one,” Petyr huffed in pain.

“Who knew you were so brave, uh?” After quickly shredding the herbs you needed, you poured hot water on it and brought the cup to Petyr’s lips while helping him keep his head up.

“He’s the bravest of us all,”

“If I knew it took a bullet wound to make you hand out compliments so easily, I would have done it sooner.” Scoffed Petyr after sending you a thankful look.

“See? What did I tell you? A fool,” his friend said dramatically and you smiled amused at their playful banter.

“Let’s see what we’re dealing with, shall we?” You said out loud to warn both Petyr and his friend. Letting them know what was about to happen was best, your experience taught you. Both for the person on the table that could brace themselves for what was about to happen and for the person with him that was filled with worry and cautiousness. Oprichniki didn’t trust Grisha that much.

After assessing the damage, you let out a relieved sigh as the bullet had gotten through and it had not hit any major artery. It had already got infected though, so you knew it would be a painful one to treat.

“So, did you receive any letters lately, Pety?” You ask, suggestively wiggling your eyebrows while your hands cover the wound. You had your eyes closed to better focus but you were sure that he had rolled his eyes.

“Only from my mum.”

“Don’t tell me you didn’t write her back,” you said, opening your eye just in time to send him a glare.

“Ugh, not this again, y/n, please. Have mercy on me, I’m bleeding all over the table.” Petyr moaned making his friend snicker.

“You’re not bleeding all over the table and if you didn’t notice, I’m already taking care of you, am I not? That doesn’t excuse you for being an idiot, though.”

“Are you two in cahoots or something? It’s not fair. Wounded man over here.”

“Oh shut up.” Both you and his blond friend said at the same time. Petyr moaned once again and you sent a little amused smile to the blondie.

“Should I leave you with a cool battle scar? Maybe acting like a war hero will give you the balls to write to her.” You harmlessly threatened him but your hands were already reconnecting the tissue of his skin without letting it scar.

“I’ve told you, y/n. She deserves better than what I can give her. I am, who knows if I even make it home? I’d be only stringing her along.” Now Petyr was dead serious. It was true, you had talked about this often since he was a regular you got to know him better and he had soon told you about his sweet Katia.

While his friend chanted “fool” like a mantra in the background, you took his bloodied hand in yours, his wound fully healed.

“Petyr, how do you think she’s gonna react when she learns that there hasn’t been any delay to her letters but you’re just ignoring her? Besides, you should let her make this decision too. Who knows, she’ll surprise you.” Squeezing his hand you turned to let your words settle and to put away your utensils. You knew you had given him so much food for thought so you didn’t address the subject anymore. His friend helped him off the table and that’s when you noticed that he was injured too. He had a pretty nasty cut on his lower lip and there was already a bruise forming on his temple.

“Petyr, you can sit on my chair while I take care of your friend. You should be fine but for at least a while don’t stress your body.”

Mentally making a list of the things you need to tend to this kind of wound and where you kept them, you started collecting before heading back to them.

Petyr had sat down but his friend was still standing.

“You don’t have to lie down if you don’t want to, but unless you don’t want me to go take a ladder or something, it would be best if you sat on the table.” You gave him your best reassuring smile as you mixed the healing paste. Sometimes, men didn’t like to put themselves in a vulnerable position with someone they didn’t know and had learned to fear. He wasn’t that badly hurt and it would only take a couple of seconds to fix but not every oprichniki was comfortable with being healed by Grisha power. So the paste would do your job for you. It would take longer, sure and it would also sting a lot more but at least he’d be healed at last.

After looking at you for a little while, the blond man did as you instructed, giving you a dazzling smile in return when you settled between his legs to fix his cut.

“The name is Nikolai or handsome if you prefer.” It was not the first time a wounded soldier tried to flirt with you. IT didn’t bother you, you found them amusing more than anything and you knew it was the allure of someone taking care of them speaking more than any real interest.

“Let’s hope you won’t be around here much for me to learn your name.”

“I’ll have to find another way to make myself unforgettable then.” He winked at you before hopping off the table.

You didn’t address his words, only gave them the paste you had prepared. It would prevent any wound from being infected and would be able to cure small cuts and bruises if applied for a couple of days. With that, you sent them both on their way. Petyr waving you goodbye while Nikolai sent you another wink.

And so this was how it all started.

Mr. "Perfect face"

Mr. "Here to stay"

Mr. "Looked me in the eye and told me you would never go away"

Everything was right

Despite your fellow Grisha, military life could be a bit alienating. Which sounded like a paradox, sure, but everyone had their own way of processing trauma and emotions and of course there were plenty of those during the war. If the best way to come to terms with everything that happened was to distance yourself from others and try to find the solution in solitude, it could get to the point where you’d feel alone in a room full of people.

To get a little respite, you’d usually go on a long walk or resort to stargaze. Sometimes, depending on where you were posted, it wasn’t safe to leave the campsite. So, that’s how Nikolai found you one night. Even he had to take a breather once in a while. Being a different version of yourself based on who you’re interlocutor was must be exhausting. Of course, you didn’t know this. You knew nothing about Nikolai at that point if not that he was Petyr’s friend and a socialite, according to other soldiers.

He seemed to be at the centre of gossip no matter what group of people you found yourself with and there also seemed to be a consensus about him. Everyone liked him. Even if it was rare for some Grisha to appreciate oprichniki, you knew they somewhat respected him because if they didn’t praise him out loud, they didn’t speak ill of him either.

“Not a fan of crowds, are you?” he announced his presence before sitting down beside you.

“I love them, I really do. It’s just that sometimes it gets too much.”

“Yeah, I know how you feel.”

“You do? Everyone seems to think you’re a socialite.”

“It’s what I want them to think but alas, I enjoy being more complex and multifaceted than that.” He lightly bumped your shoulder with his, eyes aflame with mischief.

“I bet.” you simply smirked. Despite how everyone seemed to think they knew him, you got the peculiar vibe from him, like there was a lot more to him than what he let everyone see.

“No one seems to know much about you.”

“Maybe you’ve talked to the wrong people.”

“Well, then I guess it’s better if I got straight to the source, don’t you think?”

“That will surely be a better start. Not sure you’ll find what you’re looking for though.”

“We’ll see.”

That night had been the first of many. It had become a sort of an unspoken arrangement between the two of you. While it didn’t last long, you sensed that you got to know him better than everyone. There was something about late nights meetings under the stars that prompted deep and meaningful conversations. It wasn’t hard to form a solid bond with him after a few nights.

The conversations weren’t always personal in the conventional sense. You’d often stray and talk about the most bizarre things. Like why something had the name it had or how cool it’d be if it was possible to pass through surfaces, which led to imagine all the uncomfortable situations one could find themselves in if they were to simply go into a room through its wall.

Nikolai was witty, overly confident and ambitious and he knew a lot of things. You always wondered how he had learned them since he was so young and been in the army for a couple of years already. But Nikolai was never too forward on certain topics, his family and childhood being some of those. You understood, those were sore subjects for you too. So you never insisted. It was much more interesting to listen to him rumble about impossible future projects of his, like a flying ship.

"When people say impossible, they usually mean improbable." He’d say whenever you’d point it out to him. Somehow, despite the absolute absurdity of them, the sheer confidence that he seemed to constantly exude, made you consider the possibility of his success.

You got the distinct feeling that there was nothing this man couldn’t do.

But that was when I got to know Mr. "Change of heart"

Mr. "Leaves me all alone," I fall apart

It takes everything in me just to get up each day

But it's wonderful to see that you're okay

But, alas, as all things do, these encounters of yours also got to an end. You knew it would happen, you were both soldiers so your lives were both heavily characterised by uncertainty after all. However, you were not prepared for it to end so abruptly though. And without an apparent reason. Because Nikolai’s unit hadn’t been posted elsewhere and he hadn’t been fatally wounded. You would have heard of it were that the case. But it wasn’t.

You thought that he had come to cherish your nightly encounters too. Some of those had been full of his promises. How he’d love for you to be around when he’d eventually find the time to work on his ideas. How you had been a nice surprise, a most interesting person among so many dull idiots you were surrounded by every day. How he’d come to value your opinions and presence in his life and that he was going to find a way to make sure that that would never change. Promises that turned to be empty.

You had never allowed yourself to fully believe him. It wasn’t the first time that a boy had made the same kind of promises but Nikolai looked sincere. Honest enough to be believable. But, of course, you had been wrong.

You didn’t realise just how much you had come to rely on him until he was gone. You tried to keep your mind off him and luckily the perfect distraction came your way. The Darkling had scheduled an attack on the enemy’s army and had posted you to be on the field to take care of everyone promptly. You had never been more grateful to the man, even after he had given her a home and a purpose.

Ever since your first encounter with Nikolai, you had thought it had been a blessing. However, you had soon changed your mind and now considered a curse more than anything. Why? Because as soon as you got to the field you couldn’t help but scour the troops for a familiar mop of blond hair. Many looked like him and being this far you couldn’t be sure that he wasn’t one of them but you certainly despised the leap your heart made every time though. That was a distraction you couldn’t afford. Besides, it wasn’t smart to let your heart get involved in times of war.

The battle began, Inferni and Squallers were working together to impair the enemy’s visual so they couldn’t shoot or use their cannons while the First Army marched after them to swap in as soon as the air cleared to catch the enemy by surprise. While your role wasn’t active per se, you were a Corporalki after all, and even if you had been specifically trained as Healer, you had also got one of your friends to teach you the basics of an Heartrender’s work. You weren’t a powerful one but you could hold your ground in a fight. Especially since they weren’t expecting you. And you were still far from any real threat.

The battle dragged on and soon there were wounded soldiers that needed your attention. You hated this kind of work, it was messy and dirty and had to be quick because spending too much time on one soldier could mean dooming another to death. You were accustomed to it by now and soon found a rhythm focusing on ensuring everyone’s survival and not bothering with the aesthetic side of healing. That could be taken care of later if they wanted to.

As soon as your eyes fell onto a crouched figure you sprinted towards them. It was dirty and you didn’t recognize them but you got the feeling it was a life or death situation. Oh, how you wanted to be wrong.

The person crouching turned out to be Nikolai and he wasn’t alone. He was kneeling beside someone, Petyr.

“Where are you hurt?” you hurriedly asked as you tried to assess the damage. His uniform was dirty and full of blood but you couldn’t figure out where it was coming from. Trying to answer you, Petyr opened his mouth only to let out the most gruesome gurgling sound as his respiratory tract was flooded by blood.

“He got shot in the gut.” Nikolai offered.

“Is the bullet still inside?” Opening his uniform jacket you tore a piece from his shirt to use it to put pressure on the wound.

“It’s too late,” Nikolai uttered.

“No.” You strongly refused as you removed the cloth and focused on the wound. His heart was straightening and he had already lost a lot of blood. If the bullet was still inside that it was going to be a problem, if it wasn’t then you still had a fighting chance.

“I removed it earlier.” So that was why he had lost so much blood. Nodding your head to show that you had heard him, you set out to stop the internal bleeding. Slowing his heartbeat so that it was pumping less blood and thus eased your endeavour. You were still in the middle of the field and while you were keeping up with the warfare but in the back of your mind, you registered the sounds of screaming and of gunshots getting closer. A bullet hit you in the shoulder propelling you forward over Petyr’s body. Grisha’s kefta were bulletproof so you weren’t worried for your incolumity but for the harsh movement you had made.

Leaning back, you heard Nikolai calling for you but your eyes were trained on Petyr. You tried to listen for his heartbeat but could only hear two instead of three. Nikolai, who had never left your side, immediately understood what had happened by the fall of your shoulders and the tensing of your hands.

He kept calling for you but the only thing you could focus on was that you had let your friend down. Now there will be one more family crying for a loss, another girl mourning a lost loved one. And it was all your fault. It was because of you that Petyr wouldn’t live to see another day, to write another letter or to fight another battle. It was on you.

The details of what happened next were a bit blurred. Someway you must have found your way back to the campsite. Whether you did on your own after tending to everyone else, you didn’t know. Your memories picked up after you woke up in your tent. Someone was calling your name, saying that the Darkling wanted to see you.

Mechanically you raised and made your way to the Darkling’s tent but your mind was elsewhere. Your thoughts were plagued by Petyr’s face, by that godforsaken sound he made when he tried to speak. The realisation that he was gone hit you like a wall of brick that would have made you stumble if you weren't’ sat in front of the Darkling’s desk. Whether he was speaking and stopped after seeing the forlorn look in your eyes or he hadn’t been speaking at all, you didn’t realize. You did hear him say that you were going to be posted somewhere. Under different circumstances you have said something, anything to not let him send you away. Your mind immediately went to Nikolai. You’d be leaving him behind along with the campsite.

However, you now realised that you had already lost him. Losing Petyr had been the last thing that had completely severed your bond. There was no turning back now and part of you was grateful.

Hello Mr. "Perfectly fine"

How's your heart after breaking mine?

I've been Miss "Misery" since your goodbye

And you're Mr. "Perfectly fine"

You couldn’t know, of course, but Nikolai had left not long after you did. Albeit for a different reason. He had finally earned the Major rank and as such, he took a step back from military life deciding that his skill would be better suited for a life on the sea. Assuring Ravka the supply she needed but in ways that weren’t exactly suitable for a prince but worked just fine for a privateer. And thus Sturmhond came to life.

As for you, you kept doing your job at your new post but were relieved when a letter came from the Darkling instructing that you were needed at the Little Palace. Part of you had relegated Nikolai to that part of your mind where the unmentionable was, however, a traitor thought whispered that maybe there was a chance that you could see him at the royal grounds. Sure, the possibilities were close to zero but it was still possible, right?

No.

You already were ashamed of the fact that you’re still suffering because of him. And yes, you missed him but you weren’t going to indulge the pathetic hope of seeing him again.

He doesn’t want to see you. If he did, he would have already found you. Or write you a letter if he couldn’t, but he didn’t.

You were right. You knew you were, nonetheless, the thought only brought you a bittersweet feeling.

You found the Little Palace just how you’d left it and yet it seemed changed in a way. The insane amount of work you found there waiting for you helped you drown the feeling that it was you that had changed.

Months passed this way, sometimes the Darkling would post you with him or outside the Little Palace. All in all, you’ve kept busy. When news of the little prince leaving the Palace reached you, you let it wash over you. It wasn’t like it mattered much, whether he was a few feet away or in another nation, Nikolai wasn’t part of your life either way.

When the whole expansion of the Fold happened, you were stationed at the Little Palace. Chaos and terror ensued as soon as the news reached the capital making most of the Grisha flee. Most of them went looking for the Darkling while others simply ran away and hid. You were amongst the first group.

Soon, your life was radically changed. The shift in the Darkling was palpable and it didn’t have anything to do with the scars on his face. You had tried your best to heal them and Genya to tailor them away but somehow, they could not be removed. It was an unsettling thing to realize that they didn’t take away his beauty. One could even say that they enhanced his attractiveness.

He was certainly more powerful. None of you knew what had happened in the Fold that day, just that the Sun Summoner had fled and that there were no survivors apart from him. However, as your journey in pursuit of Alina dragged on, you were soon witnesses of his newfound power.

The nichevo’ya, he called them.

He had always been immensely powerful. One of a kind. But this- this was different. And as dread settled among your group as you watched them in action, realisation sat heavily on your shoulders.

He soon found a trail and traced Alina in Novyi Zem and set out to reach the island by hiring Sturmhond’s crew. He was a famous pirate after all and despite his unreliability, the Darkling was sure that as long as he got his money, he wouldn't be a problem.

In the round trip, you didn’t see much of the captain anyway. Some members of his crew were amiable enough, particularly the Yul-Baatar twins. You had even asked Tamar to spar with you from time to time. Your lessons with Botnik were a distant memory and you knew that mastering combat training skills could increase your chance at survival.

When Alina and Mal were held captive though, that’s when Sturmhond made an appearance. He looked younger than you’d thought and there was something oddly familiar in the way he held himself. Still, you didn't talk with him much. Your job was to take care of Alina and so you spent most of your time in her room.

It wasn’t until the Darkling asked Mal to track Rusalye and consequently spent more time with Alina that you had a chance to talk with him. It was during one of your night shifts when he approached you, the Darkling had wanted some of his to always be patrolling the ship.

“What could possibly make a little thing like you be amidst this wretched company?”

“It’s all a matter of perspective, I guess.”

“The thrill of adventure?”

“There’s plenty of it everywhere you go if you’re Grisha, even if you just go on a stroll.”

“Is that why you follow him?”

“I owe everything to him.”

“I’m sure you realize your role in this.”

“Of course I do. I’m not some naive girl who has a crush on her general.”

“Ah, so who, pray tell, do you have a crush on then, beautiful lady?”

“You’re certainly noisy for a pirate.”

“Privateer,” he corrected you, “there’s not much to do around here is it?”

“Not if you have everyone taking care of it, no.”

“Amuse me.”

“It isn’t wise to let the heart get involved in times of war.” That was all you were willing to share. Yes, he was handsome. Yes, the twinkle in his eyes was oddly familiar but he was a stranger. A dangerous one.

“Those sound like words spoken from experience.”

“Maybe.”

“Well, I’d say it’s no fun to only think about war. Life is so much more.”

“Believe me, if I could, it’d be the last thing on my mind. But, alas, l don’t have the privilege to do so.”

You had already lost too much time speaking with him. If someone were to see you or tell the Darkling you’d be in trouble. And you had made it your goal to never put yourself on the path of the Darkling’s anger. So you excused yourself and went back to your rounds.

If only you had stayed and talked to him more maybe you would have understood what was about to happen. Maybe you would have had an enkindling of Sturmhond’s plans. Instead, you were taken by surprise, just like everyone in your group, when Rusalye was spot and a shot was fired. You had found yourself in the uncomfortable position of having to fight against people you had grown to like.

“I don’t want to hurt you, y/n,” Tamar warned you as you stood face to face on the sinking ship dock. Her trusted axes in her hands while your hands were raised ready to attack.

“I don’t want to hurt you either.”

“Then you don’t have to. Come with us.” Her proposition made you gasp.

“That would be treason,” you whispered hoping that the Darkling wasn’t around to hear you. A shiver ran through you as you thought of the punishment he’d give you for even thinking about leaving his side.

“Then you leave me no choice.” She said lowering her arms. Was that guilt you heard in her voice?

Before you could voice your question though, she shouted for her brother and not even a second later, you felt your body grow still. Your eyebrows faltered as you felt your heartbeat slow down.

They were Grisha.

They must have seen you realise because you heard Tamar apologize before everything went black.

Mr. "Never told me why"

He goes about his day

Forgets he ever even heard my name

Well, I thought you might be different than the rest, I guess you're all the same

You didn’t stay out for long though. As soon as Sturmhond’s crew had left the Darkling’s ship and had safely made it onto the Volkvolny, the privateer had asked for you to be awakened.

There wasn’t enough light for you to realize you were on another ship, what alerted you of your new situation were your hands. They had bound them behind your back. Immediately you started to struggle, hoping to wiggle out of the restraints. To no avail though. Huffing out in frustration, you settled for looking around you and see if there was something you could use. That’s when you noticed him.

“Release me- this instant, or else-”

“Or what? You’re a Healer. Not exactly a violent job, is it?” Sturmhond interrupted you, a smirk on his face since he had the upper hand.

“I don’t need my powers to kick you in the ass, do I?” He laughed but didn’t look remotely threatened. Rather amused, actually.

“Please, you have to let me go. He’ll kill me if-” Panic started to build as you realized that there was no way you could successfully escape.

“He won’t touch you.” A solemn glow took over his eyes. “He won’t ever hurt you again, you have my word.” He promised, looking subtly at your left shoulder. You winced as you realized that he must have seen your scars. The ones left by the Darkling’s niche’voya.

“How can I know if you’re trustworthy? You don’t exactly have a good score, you know?”

“You’re going to find out soon enough. Don’t worry.”

Of course, he didn’t bother offering further explanations. He’d left it at that. You weren’t a captive per se but he left your hands bound, only freeing them when you needed to eat or relieve yourself.

Fruitless were your efforts in making you tell more. He often ate with you and would check in at least twice a day but that was it.

It wasn’t until after you had landed after that forsaken vehicle of his had gotten you through the Fold that you understood. His coming out as Nikolai Lanstov, prince and second in line for the Ravkan throne, had shaken you all to your core. However, you doubted that it had sent a pang to the others’ hearts as it did with yours.

Nikolai Lantsov. The man you had been dreaming about, the one that had left you behind without any sort of explanations, the one you missed so dearly, had been by your side all this time.

You weren’t sure how you felt. It made sense now why his eyes looked familiar and his posture. You then connected that the vehicle you had used in the Fold had been one of the many projects he used to geek about with you. It tasted a lot like betrayal. Not because he had lied to you about his name but because he had tried to get close to you again and had managed to somehow break that growing bond again.

'Cause I hear he's got his arm 'round a brand-new girl

I've been pickin' up my heart, he's been pickin' up her

So dignified in your well-pressed suit

So strategized, all the eyes on you

Oh, he's so smug, Mr. "Always wins"

So far above me in every sense

So far above feeling anything

Even if his secret had been outed thus causing some shift in the dynamics between Nikolai and the two new members of his crew - you suspected Mal was closer to punching him every second that passed- not much had changed for you.

On the outside, you pretty much looked like a prisoner. Albeit a very clean one. You rode with them, hands still bound, scowl ever-present on your face.

Nikolai had not come to see you ever since that night after the Fold. And now it had been almost a week since you had started your journey back to the capital. Whether this was all part of his plan to make you look the part of the captive even more or he was just gutless, you didn't know. It was working either way though.

You liked to think that his reason was simply that he didn't care. He had far too much on his plate right now as it was. Going back to court after years of absence while also making claims to the throne and trying to sway the Sun Summoner your way. It was no easy feat. But hadn't he always liked to say that impossible often meant improbable? A lot of things had changed since that night but even so, you'd still pose your bet on him that he'd be able to achieve anything he set his mind to.

It wasn't exactly that thinking this way brought you actual comfort. Of course, not. But it was better than foolishly hoping for him to still care about you the way you did for him. After all, he had sent plenty of signals that pointed in the other direction.

But then why did he kidnap you? Why take you with him? You weren't that close to the Darkling to be of any use to Nikolai in that way. And, as a matter of fact, no one had come to interrogate you regarding his plans or whereabouts. Then why?

You still couldn't figure it out.

Some days your anger shifted more to frustration and you were ounces away from asking for him yourself. Almost as if he had heard you though, he gave you the final push.

It was the usual day, Nikolai and Alina were riding in the carriage, stopping in every village we passed to meet with the locals. However, this time, before climbing back into the carriage, they kissed.

You were too far to figure out who started it and the details. The gist of it was enough though.

You most certainly were a fool. Still thinking about a guy who didn't give two shits about you, who had kidnapped you putting you in a dangerous situation and you were still wondering whether he felt something for you or not? Pathetic.

You had to do something about your situation and quickly too. Officially, you were a traitor. You had fled and joined the Darkling, that wouldn't make you look good in front of the king. He was a lousy bastard anyway and will probably sentence you to death to set an example. You hadn't survived so much shit to end up at the end of a rope.

So, even though you had initially thought against it since you were so close to home, you decided to escape. You were already headed towards certain death so what was the worst that could happen?

Your hands were left unbound when you were in your tent. One less problem to solve. Closing your eyes, you focused on listening for any nearby heartbeats. You heard two, those of the guards posted outside your tent. Maybe you could find an excuse to call them inside, put them to sleep and then slip away.

That was not exactly what your powers were for but you were desperate. You had to at least try.

And so you did. You called them in and immediately set out to slow their heartbeats. You had almost succeeded in putting them under when someone else slipped in. The last person you wanted to see.

"Am I that bad of a host?"

You didn't meet his ruse though, you knew it would make you lose focus.

"I'm afraid I have to ask you to release my soldiers." As soon as he said it though, they fell unconscious at last. Your chest was heaving by now, using so much power in such a different way was costing you. But you couldn't back down now. It was one on one and you were Grisha and a woman scorned. He stood no chance.

"Move out of my way, your highness."

"I'm afraid I can't do that."

"You can or I can make you. Your choice." The venom in your voice was unmistakable and it took him by surprise. He gave you a curious look tilting his head to the side like he was seeing you for the first time over again.

"I didn't realize ruthlessness was one of your personality traits."

"You know nothing about me," you seethed. The tip of your fingers flexed, the tension in the room could be cut with a knife and you were already weary.

"It may have been a while y/n, but I like to think I know a good deal about you."

"And I would like to completely erase this last year but you don't hear me yap about how shitty it has been, do you?"

"You never did like opening up much."

"I'm well past the point of sentimentalism, Nikolai. It is coming far too late anyway. And whatever my feelings for you may be, I won't let you put my life on the line." Your posture straightened, stance ready for battle.

His eyes flashed, jaw clenched. His hands closed in fists and he almost looked hurt. But why would he?

"Is that what you think all of this is?" Nikolai always acted aloof. He was always composed and dignified. You had thought it was for his insane amount of self-confidence but now you understood it was for how he was raised. But you recognised the pout on his lips. It was the expression he’d always have whenever he tried to get something from getting to him. To prevent himself from showing emotions.

"You're holding me captive while you go around Ravka parading your latest conquest, flashing your return everywhere. I don't know why you're doing this but I don't care. I've stopped waiting around for you and I certainly won't let your father put me to death."

"You think I'd let him?"

"So you want to do this?" you threw your hands up in exasperation, "Fine. You really want to know what I think?"

"Be my guest."

"I think that the Nikolai I knew would have left out of the blue without so much as a letter. I think that the Nikolai I knew was ready to go to any length to achieve what he believed in. However, I thought that the Nikolai I knew cared about me and what we had but look at me now. So maybe, I know nothing at all."

"You certainly do seem to know a lot of things. But you’re not wrong."

"If this is the way you care about me," I gesture to my tent, "then I'm not sure I want this Nikolai to care for me."

“This,” he said, emulating your gesture, “is to keep you safe. This is my way to ensure that if the Darkling got news of your whereabouts, he’d be sure not to think you willingly left his side and betrayed him.”

“That’s because I didn’t!” You raised your voice in outrage. The nerve of this man.

“Spare me your indignation. I know you hate being at his beck and call, to do his dirty work and be constantly surrounded by warfare.”

“Do not presume to speak for me.” You snapped. You knew it was best to keep a cool head but his cockiness was getting on your nerves.

“Didn’t you? Hate it, I mean.”

“We’re at war, Nikolai. Being away or close to the Darkling won’t change that. At least with him, I was safe.”

“You can’t be that delusional to think that he was protecting you.” He scoffed at your words as if they were the most absurd thing he had ever heard.

“And you can’t be that delusional to think that bringing me back won’t result in your father killing me.” You fired back shifting on your feet. He winced as if you had physically hurt him.

“You have so little faith in me?” His voice was just above a whisper and you knew that your words had struck a chord.

“How can I have any, Nikolai?” your voice softened a bit. “One day you’re telling me how much you value my opinion, you promise me a future where I’d be the first to see your project come to life and then you left. You just left, Nikolai.” And when I was starting to make my peace with it that’s when you come back? Also, let’s not forget about my abduction and your flirting with Alina.”

“So yes, I don’t trust you.” You concluded, crossing your arms on your chest with finality. He just stared at you for the longest time. If someone would come in now, they’d think you were in the middle of a staring contest. Then he sighed and started talking.

“I had to go away. I had already pushed my parents’ limits when I said I wanted to be part of the infantry. So, one day I got a letter written by my father personally and I knew that my time was up. I had been Nikolai for too long, now I had to start being a Lantsov prince.” His eyes were on the ground now, shame making her way in his words.

“So that’s what I did,” he went as he started pacing,”I went to Kerch to study, just like my father wanted. I did what he asked, he couldn’t reproach me anything now. I could never stay too still though, a life of adventure was calling me and I could not ignore it. It was only then that I realized that I could do so much more than sitting in a class, to realistically help Ravka.”

“I couldn’t take you with me. You had such a larger role to play in the army and besides, there wasn’t much I could offer you. So yes, I left. I left thinking that I would find my way back to you eventually.” He had stopped by now, regret was swirling in his shining orbs as he looked at you.

“You could have told me.” You contestated, taken back by all the information he gave you. “I would have waited for you.” A whispered promise for something that would never be now.

“I was afraid, y/n. That’s not my best moment, I know and no number of apologies could ever make it right. But I was afraid of your answer. I knew I’d be asking for a lot and let’s be honest-” the desperation in his tone was evident now, he had unconsciously started to lean towards you but you knew what he was about to say.

“You weren’t sure if the future you were offering me would just end up with me being your mistress, am I right?” Your tone hardened but despite the insulting implication of what you said, you weren’t made at him.

“I’m a prince, y/n. We do not marry for love and this country cannot afford to disregard the advantages that a political union could bring.”

His honesty was as refreshing as it was unsettling. He was right. As soon as you had learned he was a prince, you realized just what kind of future you could have with him. But then he left and that problem did not exist anymore. Neither of you spoke, both of you were seizing the other. You had laid it all out, defences were down putting you both in a vulnerable position.

And someday maybe you'll miss me

“You should have talked to me, Nikolai. We could have figured it out together. If it came to being your mistress to stay with you, then that was my decision to make.” You said softly after a while. It pained for you to say this, you would have never thought that getting closure would hurt this much.

Tears streamed on both of your faces, in front of you had been laid what your future could have looked like. It was everything you had wanted, you could still do your job and have the man of your dreams. You were surprised to find that you wouldn’t mind sharing him with his supposed wife. You had been at court for enough time to know how most marriages went. If he assured you it was only a diplomatic affair but that his heart was yours, that would have been enough. Who knows, maybe she’ll get a lover too.

But now… now you didn’t know if you could ignore everything that happened. You did not trust him nor could you ignore how hurt you were by his lack of communication and thus of trust in you.

But by then, you'll be Mr. "Too late"

[bukojuiice]

— what they would be like as disney princes

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Eijiro Kirishima –  as Li Shang from Mulan

-        *Mulan voice* Eijiro? Eijiro? Eijiroooo

-        Eijiro Kirishima is the handsome son of the Army General and it’s very obvious that everyone swoons for him. Yes, everyone in the army.

-        He’s manly, brave, sweet, caring, and responsible. What more can a soldier ask for?

-        “LET’S GET DOWN TO BUSINESS! TO DEFEAT THE VILLAINS!” (ok that sounded better in my head)

-        during the “I make a man out of you” sequence, kirishima uses his hardening quirk to not only hype up his warriors but also for that extra effect. He’s just bad-ass and hot like that.

-        Eijiro wakes up at 5 am to train and work out. And yes, he does that shirtless. It helps him move a lot more and of course, it’s pleasing to the eyes.

-        H I S T O N E D M U S C L E S. that’s it. That’s the headcanon.

-        He needs that daily grind after all !

-        You swear you could hear the other soldiers sigh dreamily every time they catch him work out.

-        Whenever he praises his fellow comrades, he smiles a very cheeky smile, his shark teeth cutely popping out and it’s just so endearing and charming.

-        After being ridiculed and belittled by your fellow comrades for being physically weak, you wanted to prove them that they were wrong. You continue to stay determined as you decided to create your training regime that consisted of waking up at 5 am in the morning to train too (and this was prior to knowing that kirishima would wake up at the same time to work out too. Oooh~ what a coincidence.)

-        “(Y/N)! You like him? Helloooooo!? Him and I even share the same hair color! He ain’t worth it!”

-        “Mushu, please. You are a discount version of him. Now, I’m going to go and train now.”

-        You leave your tent at exactly 5 am, and as you began to stretch and do warm-ups outside, the biggest tent across yours suddenly opens up too, revealing General Eijiro Kirishima… in his shirtless getup.

-        “A-ah! Good Morning General Kirishima!” You stand up straight, shifting your weight to the right leg and bending your left, bowing to him.

-        He nods at you, shooting you a small smile. “You’re up early. Early for a new recruit! Do you plan to train?”

-        “Y-yes! I will be using the pole and training weights sir!” You bow your head, as you remain standing straight.

-        He hands you over the weights. He refuses to give it to you, instead insists to tie it on your wrists and help you up the wooden pole.

-        General Kirishima holds you by the waist, making sure you don’t fall and you’re positioned correctly onto the pole. “Alright. You’re positioned in the right way now, you may proceed.”

-        You continue to hold onto it, lowkey about to bang your head on the wooden pole as you were about to die of embarrassment.

-        “(Y/N), he’s just being nice and just treats you like any other soldier under his command. Don’t expect too much!” Mushu whispers from your side, as soon as general kiri steps back and was not within earshot of the two of you.

-        “I don’t have my hopes up at all, Mushu. I’m not expecting anything.” You sigh, trying to reassure yourself as you began climbing up. The weights pull you down, but you must persevere.

-        “You can do this, (L/N)!”

-        “(L/N)!?” You squeak, losing your focus, slipping down the pole and back to square one. You were a fumbling mESS

-        “woah woah woah. Is everything alright?” he was about to hold onto your waist again, making sure you don’t fall off or fall down. You collect yourself before becoming too flustered to answer.

-        “Y-yes General Kirishima! I’m fine!”

-        When your gender had finally been revealed after the battle against the villains, Kirishima did not feel betrayed albeit just disappointed that you had to hide that fact for far too long and wasn’t being open to him when the two of you became much closer

-        He’s been in love with you ever since the beginning.

-        He’s always admired your passion and your drive. However, due to him being the general, he wasn’t so sure to approach you without being biased. 

-        “You don’t find a girl like that in every hero’s journey.”

Katsuki Bakugo – as The Beast

-        Once upon a time, in a faraway land, a blonde young prince lived in a     shining castle.  Although he had everything his heart desired and his quirk was one of the most powerful many have seen, the prince was belligerent, selfish, and unkind.  But then, one winter's night, an old beggar woman came to the castle and offered him a single rose in return for shelter from the bitter cold. 

-       Repulsed by her haggard appearance, the prince sneered at the gift and turned the old woman away, but she warned him not to be deceived by appearances, for beauty is found within. And when he dismissed her again, the old woman's ugliness melted away to reveal a beautiful enchantress.  The prince tried to apologize, but it was too late, for she had seen that there was no love and no humbleness in his heart, and as punishment, she transformed him into a hideous beast, and placed a powerful spell on the castle, and all who lived there.    

-        We’ve been known, the B in bakugo stands for beast (insert lenny face for a certain implication)

-        Essentially, Bakugo had two quirks at once. Not only was he now a beast, (a physical quirk) but he also has his explosion quirk.

-        He’d pretty much look the same as the beast from the Disney movie, however there’s some blonde highlights in his fur and he’s much more aggressive and intimidating to look at. His fangs more emphasized and he has a much softer appearance; like that of a huge pomeraninan.

-        Ok…. no thoughts head empty just thinking about katsuki having an even huskier voice now that he’s transformed into a beast.

Katsuki Bakugo, who was ashamed of his newly transformed monstrous appearance, shut himself in his castle, The rose the old woman had offered was truly an enchanted rose, which would bloom until his twenty-first year.  If he could learn to love another, and earn her love in return by the time the last petal fell, then the spell would be broken.  If not, he would be doomed to remain a beast for all time.  As the years passed, he fell into despair, and lost all hope, for who could ever learn to love an explosive beast?

-        Significant members of Katsuki’s posse who were turned into magical items were Eijiro Kirishima, his castle maître d' whom had turned into a candelabra, his annoying majordomo, Tenya Ilda became a pendulum clock, the head housekeeper, Ochaco Uraraka had turned into an enchanted teapot, the vice-head housekeeper, Denki Kaminari had become a little tea cup, Mina Ashido, the lady-in-waiting became an enchanted wardrobe, and lastly, Hanta Sero, the Castle’s Valet and Chaffeur, became a coat rack.

-        All of Katsuki’s servants try their very best to make their prince change his ways, however, to no avail, their efforts have been fruitless. They were about to lose hope as Bakugo was about turn 21, which meant the rose would no longer bloom until… you came.

-        Gran Torino, your grandfather, had gotten lost in the woods and ended up finding Bakugo’s castle to seek shelter, not knowing he had been trespassing all along. After Katsuki finds him, he throws him to the castle dungeon.

-        You were the spirited, headstrong and bookish “beauty” of the town, however only being admired for your looks and not for your intelligence. You really had enough of this village and wanted to get out of here asap but after your grandfather had told you to wait just a little bit more, even though you frankly had enough of Monoma, the ~most handsome~ yet the biggest jerk in town constantly asking for your hand in marriage.

-        The disappearance of your grandfather had prompted for you to search for him, leading you too, to the beast’s castle.

-        Once you get there, you are to be greeted by Bakugo in his very beastly form, terrifying you. However, you stood your ground, asking for your grandfather. Gran Torino is set free under the condition of you having to stay in the castle instead.

-        At your first night, you refuse to join him for dinner enraging him.

-        “Where is she?” Bakugo grits his teeth, growling at Ilda.

-        “Aha- Well- You see… she’s not coming.” Ilda mutters nervously, his clock hands waving in weird chopping gestures.

-        “WHAT!?” Bakugo’s voice echoes around the dining hall, He leaps out of the room, busting the doors open, whilst Kirishima, Ilda, and Ochaco follow suit.

-        He bangs the door, “OI OI OI I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU TO COME DOWN FOR DINNER?”

-        “I’m not hungry.” You reply softly.

-        “ HAH? YOU COME OUT OR I’LL BREAK DOWN THE DOOR!”

-        “Master Bakugo… I could be wrong, but that may not be the way to win a girl’s affection.” Kirishima speaks in a hushed whisper, grimacing.

-        “Please attempt to be a gentleman.” Ilda says slowly and matter of factly.

-        Bakugo grits his teeth, scrunching his eyebrows, pointing to the door. “But she’s being… SO DIFFICULT!” he turns to the door, as if wanting you to hear what he was saying.

-        “Gently… Gently…” Ochaco repeats, trying to calm the prince down.

-        Bakugo rolls his eyes and repeats his words more softly this time, “Oi… will you come down for dinner?”

-        “No.”

-        He turns to his servants once again, pointing to the door, his mouth forming into a pout.

-        “O- It would be my greateest pleasure if you would join me for dinner.” He could barely muster out the words. “Please?”

-        “No, thank you!”

-        “YOU CAN’T STAY THERE FOREVER!” He barks, “THEN GO AHEAD AND STARVE!” He storms out of the hall, running his way to his castle wing.

-        After you were saved by the beast from the wolves, you tend to his wounds. Bakugo was rather… stubborn and didn’t want you to touch it or even press hot compress onto it.

-        He continues to growl lowly, still seething from the pain, attempting to lick it just like any other canine would do.

-        “Don’t do that.” You try to stop him from doing so, he growls at you, moving his wounded arm away from you. The castle servants watch in fear, taking a few steps back.

-        “Just hold still.”

-        “GRRR! THAT HURTS!”

-        “If you hold still, it wouldn’t hurt as much!”

-        “IF YOU HADN’T RAN AWAY THIS WOULDN’T HAVE HAPPENED!”

-        “If you didn’t scare me, then I wouldn’t have run away!”

-        “PHAH! WELL YOU SHOULDN’T HAVE GONE TO THE WEST WING!”

-        “Well, you should learn how to control your temper!”

-        He was about to protest, until he couldn’t think of anymore good comebacks, he stops. he pouts and rests his head on his hand as a sign of defeat.

-        After that night, the two of you had finally warmed up to each other. Wanting to surprise you and at the suggestion of Kirishima and Ilda, Bakugo had finally given you the chance to explore the west wing. Surprising you by leading to you the castle’s huge and well-kept library. A place where he seeks solace and peace.

-        You never expected him to be someone so aggressive yet be so interested in reading and of other mediums of knowledge. You had a lot in common and a feeling was blossoming between the two of you. In turn, you help him act more like a gentleman.

-        You continue to spend time with him, not knowing that you were slowly but surely falling.

-        “There’s something sweet and almost kind, but he was mean, coarse and unrefined. And now he’s dear, and I’m unsure, I wonder why I didn’t see it there before?”

-        As much as bakugo denies that he isn’t in love with you, he’s actually always had. He had just feared that you would never love him in return.

-        With the help of the fashionista turned enchanted closet that is Mina, she brings out a beautiful golden ballgown hemmed with golden roses, with off the shoulder sleeves and golden gloves to complete the look. You tie some of your hair into a neat bun, with the majority trails down your neck in a beautiful and flowing motion.

-        Bakugo on the other hand, was dressed in such a refined and handsome way. He wore a golden vest over a white dress shirt with a white kerchief. And, to complete the look, his very trusting stylists, Kirishima and Kaminari styled him in black pants.

-        As you dance the night away, the chandelier adorned with sparkling crystals hanging above you, the mural in the ceiling looking ever so heavenly, and calming waltz music to accompany you… it was a dream come true.

-        You nestle your head onto Bakugo’s shoulder, the latter looking a bit surprised yet his mouth forming into a small smile as he continues to guide you by hold your hand, twirling you around and just dancing with you. No other peering or judgemental eyes to stop the two of you from doing so.

-        Did I mention that he was an amazing dancer? Perks of being a prince I guess, but it’s also one of his natural talents.

-        Bakugo lets you go back to your grandfather that same night, watching you leave with your horse on the balcony.

-        He loves you, so he has to let you go.

-        Monoma and the village people ambush the castle to kill the beast, the castle servants trying their best to keep them at bay and the ever so arrogant village hunter climbing his way to Bakugo, you rush to the scene, and as soon as Bakugo sees you, he regains his strength and sends Monoma falling down a pit.

-        Bakugo was able to go back to his quarters with you helping him down, taking one last look at you.

-        He smiles half-heartedly, still trying to catch his breath. “You came back…”

-        “Of course, I came back.” You fight the tears trying to form in your eyes, hugging him tightly and trying to comfort him in his last moments. “If only I’ve gotten here sooner.”

-        “I-it’s better this way.”

-        “We’re together now! Everything’s going to be fine…”

-        “At least, I got to see you one last time.”

-        “P-please… Don’t leave me… I love you.”

-        As the last rose petal was about to fall, Bakugo is knocked out and is slowly succumbing to his wounds. It is through your genuine care and love for him, along with his change of heart and new resolve (albeit still retaining most of his temperamental and pompous personality, he is able to keep it in check) he transforms back into a human.

-        Along with all those who lived in the castle turning back into human, the castle retaining it’s original bright and vibrant colors and atmosphere, you and Bakugo live your very own happily ever after.

Izuku Midoriya  –  as Hercules from Hercules

-        A babie Izuku had been sent down from godlihood to live as a mortal, as his parents, All Might, the God of Thunder, and Inko, the Goddess of Marriage had wanted to protect him from AFO, the God of the Underworld, who will take over Mount Olympus if Izuku does not take him down according to a prophecy.

-        He grows up as a simpleton, the adopted son of both farmers, dreaming to make it big out there, with very ambitious and pure dreams of becoming a hero.

-        But after, being belittled by his very own peers for not looking the part as he couldn’t control his gifted super strength, scrawny, timid, too pure for this world and quite weakhearted, Izuku wanted to prove to them that he will become a hero in the future.

-        “Sometimes… I feel like, I really don’t belong here. Like I’m supposed to be someplace else…” Izuku confesses sincerely, his adoptive father looking at him in worry as he did not want to stop the young boy from learning who he actually was and all the potential he has.

-        “If you found me then… where did I come from? Why was I left here?”

-        His adoptive parents hand him over a golden medal with a thunder and lightning symbol that was said to be hanging around his neck when they found him. This was his answer that raised more questions.

-        He embarks on his journey to find one of the temples of All Might, as this was the only thing the symbol on the medal could allude to.

-        Okay but go the distance fits Izuku so well! A pure and hopeful young boy seeking to make a difference in this world and just wanting to become a hero by the most wholesome means.

-  “I have often dreamed of a far off place, Where a hero's welcome would be waiting for me. Where the crowds would cheer, when they see my face, and a voice keeps saying this is where I'm meant to be…”

-        just imagining izuku’s boyish voice singing this is just aaaaaaa

-        He eventually finds one of the temples, learning that all along, he was the son of the legendary God. All Might tells him he must prove his worth and earn back his godhood by becoming a true hero.

-        His father tells him to go search for Shota Aizawa, the famed instructor who has taught many great heroes in his time. Gifting Izuku a Pegasus, he embarks on another journey again to find the man, so that he may be trained.

-        When he arrives at the home of Aizawa, the teacher had retired as none of his heroes have ever earned a constellation in the sky, prompting him to expel them.

-        Izuku however, explained to his soon-to-be teacher that he wasn’t like the others, and… he proved true.

-        Although Aizawa was hesitant at first, he liked the kid’s determination and sheer will, so he began to train him.

-        Maybe, he could make a difference.

-        After his training and after undergoing an amazing transformation, Izuku was finally ready to start his way to achieving Godhood and becoming a true hero.

-        On the way to a nearby city, Izuku encounters you, a totally not damsel in distress and totally not a pawn of AFO, being tormented by a minotaur.

-        Izuku saves you and you couldn’t help but notice how pure and how gentle he was. You thank him albeit with a tint of sarcasm, hoping the two of you would meet again as you venture deeper into the forest to go and meet with AFO, whom you made a deal with in order to bring back your lost lover from the dead- only for them to leave you soon after.

-        You were once a very soft and romantic person. So open to giving love to others and never shying away from any form of affection. However…

-        After that terrible experience, you developed a cynical outlook. Not taking slack from anybody, always keeping your distance, barely interacting with others and showing no interest in forming any genuine relationships with others ever since.

-        Izuku reminded you that there was still some good in this world.

-        His genuine innocence, his boyish yet handsome looks, his pure determination to save others and his charismatic wit just swept you off of your feat.

-        However, you still had to keep your distance. You just weren’t ready to trust anyone again after that what had happened.

-        Izuku finally reaches his destination, defeating a Hydra using both of his wits and his strength, as he becomes a celebrated hero around the city of Musustafu.

-        Since then, he jumped from city to city, striking down every otherworldly monster that AFO had created to try and defeat him, and making him somewhat of a celebrity.

-        Izuku, however, remained humble. Knowing full well that the fame he had gained was not needed in order to become a hero.

-        In fact, it was what could become a hero’s biggest downfall.

-        Whilst chilling around in a huge museum dedicated to Izuku’s efforts, you pay him a visit and the pure and wholesome boy, clearly enthralled by you since the beginning, became very flustered at the sight of seeing you.

-        You start playing with your words, flirtatiously manipulating him to get him to go on a date with you.

-        “(Y/N) by the gods, he’s so pure why would you do this?” you thought. “what did he do to deserve this from me?” yet, you were bound by a contract with the god of the underworld, so it’s not like you have any choice right?

-        You go on a date with him, and end up falling reeeeeeal hard.

-        The two of you end your date in a romantic park, filled with conveniently placed statues of couples and a statue of Izuku, in the middle, near the fountain for you to fawn over whilst singing one of the best Disney songs ever to.

-        Aizawa hastens him to leave as they still have training to do, but he doesn’t leave until he picks a white flower from a tree, giving it to you, and planting a soft kiss on your cheek.

-        Midoriya hops on his Pegasus and they flutter away as you continue to watch his figure travel farther and farther away from you.

-        You observe and play with the white rose on your hand, sighing dreamily, until you snap back into your senses and think about the matter at hand.

-        “Ugh… what’s the matter with me? You’d think a girl would learn.”

-        *Cue Music and the Muses known as Ochaco, Tsuyu, Momo, Mina and Jirou)

-        “Who d'you think you're kidding~ He's the earth and heaven to you. Try to keep it hidden, Honey we can see right through you. Girl you can't conceal it We know how you're feeling... who you thinking of~”

-        The muses continue the musical number, yet in your heart you just need to deny these new and fuzzy emotions you were feeling for Izuku.

-        “No chance no way I won't say it, no no. (You swoon you sigh why deny it oh oh) It's too cliche I won't say I'm in loveeee…”

-        After all the ordeals Izuku had to go through to save you, (literally jumping into the river styx to recover your soul) his willingness to sacrifice himself for you was the final key needed to ascend to Godhood, and so that he may join his parents and the other gods in Mount Olympus once more.

-        However, this would come at a cost, if he were to go back to Mount Olympus, that would mean he wouldn’t see you ever again, instead only being able to watch over you from up and above.

-        And so, he chooses to remain on Earth with you, and even without his godly status, he could remain as the striking and true hero he is.

-        The two of you watch the night sky as All Might forms a constellation on the sky just for Izuku. Not only making Aizawa also proud, but also as a sign that Izuku himself- (and your love) was worth seeing in the stars.

Shoto Todoroki – as Flynn Rider from Tangled

-        Ok this is a bit of a stretch and I KNOW IT IS

-        Fantasy au Shoto has a white horse, and Flynn rider befriends a white horse that hates him. that’s the closest similarity these two have.

-        Flynn rider is my favorite unofficial Disney prince, and shoto is my favorite mha boy so let’s just roll with this!!

-        Shoto Todoroki was a lost prince turned thief, and after he rebelled from his controlling and manipulative father, His only way of escape was if he turned to a life of thievery, hiding his identity and straying away from his mantle as the Prince of the Todoroki Family.

-        He was very rebellious and mischievous, yet was also stern and rather monotone at times. He would crack jokes, but they would fall flat most of time and despite being absolutely handsome and looking very charismatic and charming on the outside, he wasn’t the best at picking up any gestures or flirtatious remarks said to him.

-        He approached some thieves before and very innocently asked them how to live the life of a rogue, the bandits laughed at him but were nice enough to give him tips. The first advice they told Shoto was to take up a moniker. So that he wouldn’t be easily discovered or found by security officials. They jokingly called him The Half-Hot and Half Cold prince, because of his looks and his quirk.

-        Not knowing that he was an actual prince. A wayward prince to be specific.

-        Shoto didn’t care enough so he used the nickname given to them and went on his way to a different castle.

-        After abandoning his kingdom, he chooses to live freely by his own means, and making the most of his time as a free man and not as a prince. You only live once after all.

-        He then leaves for the Kingdom of Corona, being forced to create a trio with very unfriendly bandits, Sato and Koda. Their mission was to steal the crown on the eve of your birthday and hope to sell it for an absolutely impossible price.

-        After they successfully infiltrate the palace and steal the crown jewel, Shoto stacks the prized possession into his satchel, betraying Koda and Sato, using them as a scapegoat, and making his way to a nearby forest settlement where he may hide and then move on to the next kingdom.

-        However, he underestimated the castle guards as they were able to find traces of him. Shoto, not wanting to back down from a fight, uses his ice quirk to prevent the guards from following him in any further into the forest. (He refuses to use his fire quirk due to its relation to his father)

-        Knowing that it wouldn’t take long before the castle guards would find him again, he had to go somewhere and hide first.

-        He then sees an obscure and weirdly placed tower in the middle of the forest, thinking that he may take refuge there. And so, Shoto uses his ice quirk once more to elevate himself onto the only open window of the tower.

-        He was about to start adjusting to his new surroundings as he steps foot inside, until…

-        BANG!

-        The last thing he heard was the sound of a clanging frying pan.

-        Unbeknownst to him, he was hit on the head by said frying pan.

-        Shoto wakes up to see that he was tied to a chair and his precious satchel gone by his side. He observes his surroundings to see that he was not tied by a rope, but instead tied using someone’s long and luscious hair. Hair so long that it was scattered all around the room.

-        “Is this… hair?”

-        You appear from the darkness, a very smug look spread upon your face, gripping the frying pan tightly.

-        You were the lost princess of the kingdom of Corona. You were kidnapped by Mother Midnight, and she raised you as your own, keeping you locked in the tower so that she can use the regeneration powers coming from your hair to make herself younger.

-        Each year, the king and the queen release lanterns in the sky on your birthday, hoping for your safe return.

-        It was too much of a coincidence. You know in your heart that the lanterns are meant for you. Yet, Mother Midnight constantly forbids and refuses you from leaving the tower.

-        “Who are you? And how did you find me?” You grit your teeth, interrogating him, your frying pan ready to hit on him if he dares to make a move.

-        Tsuyu, your pet chameleon and best friend was watching the half-and-half man intently.

-        “I’m the Half Hot- Half Cold Prince.” He says simply, barely moving and showing any emotion. You stare back at him, puzzled. What the heck was wrong with this guy?

-        “I mean, your actual name.” You repeat yourself as you slowly continue to approach him.

-        “Oh. I’m Shoto. Shoto Todoroki.” He says plainly once again. “Can I have my satchel back please?”

-        “Nope.” You reply, popping the p. “Why are you even here for the first place? Is it for my hair!?”

-        “He tilts his head in confusion, “Of course not. I was being chased and saw this tower, so I used my quirk and got up here. Now, may I please have my satchel back?”

-        “Hmm… if you say you’re from the outside then… I need you to take me to the lights.” You climb up your room balcony, pulling the curtain away to reveal the beautiful mural you made in dedication to the lanterns that are released from the kingdom every year during your birthday. “Then, I’ll give you your satchel.”

-        He looks at the mural in awe for a moment then breathes a hefty sigh, “Alright. We have a deal.”

-        You untie him from your hair. He stands up quickly and was about to descend down the tower. “I can use my quirk to bring us down-“

-        “Nah.” You hold up your hand in front of him, throwing your hair down and using it as a swing as you glide down with grace.

-        Your eyes meet the grass and you take a deep breath before you take your first step on it and then…

-        “My life will finally begin.” You take in your surroundings, feeling overwhelming happiness about to burst inside you.

-        Shoto catches up to you, using his quirk to slide down the tower. He crosses his arms, at the sight of seeing you jumping around like a little chipmunk who has not seen any land, a contempt look plastered upon his face, just wanting to get this job done and head on to the next kingdom he could go to.

-        “THIS IS AMAZING!” You watch him resting by the tree, leaning on it. You kick a pile of leaves to get his attention as you twirl around in your place, still taking in all these wonderful sights.

-        “Look. We have to get to the kingdom grounds as soon as possible or else-“

-        “It’s (Y/N).”

-        “Excuse me?”

-        “I’m (Y/N). I just remembered that I didn’t tell you that a while ago. Sorry!” You smile cheekily at him and because of how adorable you looked; he gave you a pass.

-        “Alright. Let’s go then, (Y/N).

-        Your adventure was absolutely chaotic. From entering a tavern full of scary bandits, for them to actually be softies all this time who were willing to help you see the lights. When the castle guards track down Shoto in the tavern, the bandits help you escape through a hidden passage, but find yourselves stuck in a flooding cave.

-        Thinking that this was the end of both of your adventures and your lives, Shoto reveals to you that he was the missing prince of the Endeavor Kingdom and you also reveal to him that your hair glows when you sing.

-        Bingo.

-        Flower gleam and glow… Let your powers shine… Make the clock reverse… Bring back what once was mine.” You sang softly, your hair began to emanate a glowing light, as it served as a guide to get you out of the cave.

-        Shoto’s hand was injured due to the very rough and dangerous properties inside of the cave and so, you heal him with the powers of your hair.

-        Once again, repeating the s­ong he had wanted to hear escape from your lips once more, your hair begins to glow as the wound on his palm was no more.

-        He looks at you in awe. Noticing details about you that he hasn’t noticed before. How your eyes twinkled differently, like a star from a night sky. Your smile always radiating sunshine, and your aura emanating nothing but warmth and comfort.

-        He was in love with you.

-        How long did it take for him to realize that?

-        “Are we almost there?” You wave your hand in front of his face and he snaps back into reality. “Ah yes. We’ll be in the village where the festivities will take place.”

-        “THERE ARE FESTIVITIES!?”

-        You reach the kingdom the morning after and began to partake in the festivities. All that Shoto could do was watch and admire you from afar as you danced and make merry with the townsfolk; not until you pulled him into the middle of the dance.

-        He was awkward and wasn’t so used to having all this attention around him ever since he left his royal life, but you guide him well in the dance floor, getting lost in the moment, the two of you gaze at each other’s eyes, and the cheers of the townspeople unfortunately snapping you out of the moment.

-        That night, the king and the queen, along with all of the townsfolk, flock to their boats for the annual cruise and lantern releasing.

-        To surprise you, Shoto was able to snatch and rent a boat. The two of you board on it that night, and Shoto rows all the way to the middle of the lake and get a clear view of the ethereal spectacle that was about to take place.

-        The first lantern, released by the king and queen, floats solely by itself. You rush to the other side of the boat, the boat rocking furiously due to the excitement. Your handsome companion on the other hand, was trying to keep the boat into place.

-        You hold on to the edge of the boat as other lanterns follow suit. The huge boats around you were releasing their lanterns too.

-        You look up at the sky, watching the lamps color the night. It was such a beautiful moment. Watching these floating lights reminds you of a comfort and inexplicable feeling from within. There was something about the light emanating from these paper lanterns, some of them bumping into each other, creating unique shadows, like that of shooting stars who were about to ascend back into the night sky.

-        Lanterns continue to light up the night sky, as if they were like bright dreams. Lighting everyone’s resolve and everyone’s hearts.

-       “All those days watching from the windows, All those years outside looking in. All that time never even knowing, just how blind I've been. Now I'm here, blinking in the starlight, Now I'm here, suddenly I see. Standing here, it's all so clear, I'm where I'm meant to be. And at last I see the light. And it's like the fog has lifted And at last I see the light. And it's like the sky is new, And it's warm and real and bright, And the world has somehow shifted. All at once everything looks different… Now that I see you.”

-        After you felt too immersed into the beauty of the lights, you turn back to Shoto who was holding on to two lanterns that the two of you could release. A loving smile present on his face.

-        You smile back at him, and the both of you release it into the sky.

-        “All those days chasing down a daydream… All those years living in a blur… All that time never truly seeing things, the way they were.”

-        The two of you look up to see the floating lights arise and you were immersed once again. Shoto fixes his gaze on you, admiring your beauty and your enthusiasm to see the lights you’ve always dreamed of seeing. He could do nothing but smile at you, as he’s truly fallen in love. He really has. His heart thumping loudly at the presence and the warmth that you’ve given him. Something that he had been seeking for so long.

-        Now she's here shining in the starlight, Now she's here suddenly I know.”

-        You continue look up. A lantern engraved with a sun symbol approaches your boat, and you point at it, pushing it up at the sky.

-        “If she's here, it's crystal clear… I'm where I'm meant to go.”

-        Shoto knew this was his only chance. His smile turning into that of a frown, as thoughts of not seeing you again came across his mind. He grabs your hand, touching it softly. You perk up a little bit at this gesture, but you smile back at him. Your eyes glimmering love and warmth once again.

-        You hold both of his hands, grasping it firmly yet tenderly. The two of you gaze at each other’s eyes again, this time no one were to interrupt. This moment would just be between the two of you.

-        You notice how beautiful Shoto’s heterochromatic eyes were from up close, the love shown in his eyes could only be for you and you feel your heart racing at that thought.

-         And at last I see the light, And it's like the sky is new. And it's warm and real and bright, And the world has somehow shifted… All at once everything is different… Now that I see you.”

[shozaii]

could I request some dabi, aizawa and hawks taking care of their s/o who is maybe sick or has had a rough day? 💕

(a/n): hello hello anon! ahh thank you so much for sending this in! always wanted to write for dabi too <3 enjoy, love! ❤❤

masterlist.

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rough day.

pairings: dabi x reader, aizawa x reader, hawks x reader.

warnings: none!

i’d like to think that dabi does care, and would even go as far as he could to show you that he does. maybe when you two first started dating, he would tend to be a little reserved, quiet.

well, of course he has the love. of course he has the affection. then again, of course he has to take time to ease himself with you - to give his all for his s/o.

a scenario; it was a long, long day of constant stress and pressure. it wasn’t like your body wasn’t used to this. you knew what you signed up for - might as well endure it, put your heart and soul into it when you can. after all, rest would always come later on.

or so you thought. it went even longer, the more you started thinking of your bed. more jobs, more deadlines within a day. more ruckus. geez, what was with the world today?

the world took most of your precious time, because by the time you stepped your foot into home, it was nighttime.

more like, the next morning.

you groaned, looking at the time. 

“babe...? your boyfriend called out in what seemed like a groggy voice. “damn, look at you. rough day?”

your figure sloppily fell into dabi’s chest, inhaling his enthralling scent. he let out a little ‘oof’ before saying, “you did, huh. come on, stinky. bath time.”

your arms have never felt this tired after so long, because when it reached out to punch him by the chest, it wobbled. “i have a name, you know.”

“yeah. stinky.”

“shut up.”

mans came prepared. doesn’t show it but he’s super duper aware of your schedule. doesn’t need to write it down, doesn’t need any reminder. on the dot. a fine gentleman indeed.

leads you carefully to the bath he prepared for you. he helps you scrub your back (i headcanon him being a master of massaging) he then pecks your scars/stiff areas. “seen this a lot on the shows. hope it works.”

yup, you both had a good laugh after that.

he then gives you your towels. offers to dry your hair because you nearly tucked yourself into bed while your hair was still soaking wet. 

even bought you your favorite dinner, and then chuckled softly when he watched you yawn as you rested your jaw on your palm. “bed.”

“wow. another way of saying, take me to bed, my dear prince,” his gosh darn attractive smirk appeared again. 

oh my god he is a sucker for you. 

when you both are finally on bed,  he pulls you close, peppering you with the last few kisses before you both fell sound asleep. the best part is that sometimes you two stay like that until the next morning.

oh wow. let’s be real here, we have three wonderful gentlemen in this area. now aizawa is a little different. he knows what rough days are like, especially when he himself has gone through them. almost everyday. 

resulting in the yellow sleeping bag. 

but that does not stop you from caring for him. most nights when he returns home late, you treat him like a king because hey, he deserves it. he works so hard taking great care of his students, watching them overnight at the dorms (which results in no sleep). ah, the things you do make him so happy and loved.

so he vows to do the same to you. 

this time he was home earlier than usual - which was weird because usually you come home first. he checked every room, but to no avail. he tried calling you, but you didn’t answer.

okay, weird. where were you? maybe he’s been so used to seeing you return first till the point where he completely forgets about your schedules - basically anything you were doing. and damn does he feel terrible. 

which is why he decides to own up to it.

mans dashes through the apartment, getting the stuff that you like, ditching the stuff that you didn’t like seeing when you got back home, made sure he was wide awake for what he was about to see right in front of him - a representation of him (except that it’s not his son shinsou) or you, still in your best form.

.....maybe he didn’t need to think of the second choice. he was right with the first.

“my back hurts. so, so, bad,” you whined softly as he walked towards you.

“come on, kitten.”

“you should’ve gone to bed, shouta.”

“unfortunately my senses told me not to.”

“but they tell you that everyday.”

“....today was different.”

he lets you sit down on the couch for a bit, worried that you might as well collapse and then fall into the deepest sleep. once that was settled, he lightly tapped your shoulder. “you rested enough. bath time.”

conversations stay light with shouta. he knows what it’s like to be tired, and to constantly have noise around him. at the same time, he doesn’t want you sleeping; hence the small talk.

“are you sure, love?” you asked him. “you know i can-,”

“too late.”

you laughed drowsily. oh, what a man.

he frowns when you were hesitant to take a few bites from the light supper snack he prepared for you. they were your favorite.

“eat up. then we could sleep for as long as we want. i’ll even join you and never leave.”

best wild card pulled out of his pocket because you chomped down on your snack.

i headcanon him to be a little scared when it comes to massaging his s/o, worried that he might hurt them, but when he does, it’s god-tier. his hands work like magic. your back pain was almost all gone in that instant.

the both of you were already pooped out, so at the same time, you headed to bed, finally landing on your fluffy pillows, taking it all in.

and right next to you was the man of your dreams.

okay! two rough day scenarios, now for this majestic bird boy’s s/o who isn’t feeling well!

you weren’t at your best. your nose was runny, you sweat a whole lot. for a while you felt really really hot, so you put on your blanket. suddenly you were freezing COLD. pulled them back up.

gave up and covered one half of your figure. your headache was not getting any better and you used ointment/took a painkiller to get rid of the stinging pain on the top part of your head; but to no avail. it kept getting worse. 

the worst part was that you had to skip your work schedule, and you were really precise with it no matter what. but you just couldn’t when your body hurt as if tons of rocks were placed on your back. this was definitely not going to end soon.

lucky for you, keigo was taking a nap right next to you. he got up abruptly. “um, i had a nightmare. i was...falling down....oh my god, y/n, you are RED! what did you have?”

“i had the same thing as you dummy,” you replied with a different tone in your voice. “ugh, my head.”

“you’re sick, chickadee.” he placed the back of his hand on his forehead. “nothing.” he then did so on your forehead. “you are burning hot.”

“why thank you.”

“y/n, i love you but i’m serious. your temperature is soaring hot.”

“aw, man. i can’t ditch my schedule today.”

“in this house, a ‘schedule’ does not exist. you’re staying at home, and i’m going to spend the day with you. got that?”

you blinked a few times with your sore eyes, before replying with a sniffle. “okay.”

“good little birdie.”

and boY does he finesse his way to giving you the best treatment. 

he may or may not have learnt making chicken soup over the years he has been with you, so cue him making probably the best one for you. (we all know why he learnt this anyway)

feeling cold? gives you warm water for your sore throat. feeling warm? puts a little stand fan for you to take in all the fresh air. might as well even fan you with his wings because keigo loves being extra for his s/o. 

he sits with you and holds your hand. he doesn’t like seeing you like this - who does? all he wanted to do was to head out with you, hold hands, fly with you if he could, eat some yakitori.

no, no. must cure y/n first.

he’s such a cute lil baby 

he’d place the wet cloth on your forehead, and comes checking on you every 10 minutes while he’s out of the room. 

bath time? yes please. the right scents for your already blocked nose and to also prevent you from feeling dizzy from the stronger ones that you owned. even offers to wash your back 🥺

gives you his clothing because you look so darn cute in them. he breathes this huge sigh of relief when your temperature decreases from where it was initially. then proceeds to kiss your cheeks.

“keigo! you’re going...to...get...sick!” 

“i’m practically immune. so don’t worry.” he smirked.

you started feeling a little bit better, so you moved to the living room. but the pains were still there.

“y/n. these medicines would help. you came prepared.”

“that’s because i was worried i’d get the flu once again. i hate this.”

“come on. it’s fine, love. you will get back in action in no time. i’m here for you, aren’t i?”

the day ends with more cuddles, more kisses, chicken soup, laughter, little naps, and finally to bed. it was a long day, and you were feeling a lot more better. the fever died down even more, the pains reduced.

and it was all thanks to this lovely number two hero - more so - your lover.

“get well soon, birdie. i love you.” you heard before your eyelids sealed shut.

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(a/n) : i. am. so. sorry. this took so long. ARGHH FORGIVE ME😭😭😭

but i do hope this is a wonderful read! 🥺❤

[bigfan-fanfic]

Fathers from Beyond the Stars (Clark Kent x Thor + Son!Reader)

Requested by anonymous for Adopted dads Thor and Clark Kent

You really do have the best life.

Clark and Thor met when Thor first came to Earth after Odin cast him down.

Being possessed of super senses as he was, Clark has his ear to the ground when it comes to things landing on Earth.

And though it was not Odin’s intention, it was Clark who taught Thor what it means to be worthy - to do things not for recognition or honor, but because of genuinely wanting to help.

It started when Thor mentioned needing his hammer, and Clark simply picked it up. “This belongs to you, right?”

Thor fell in love at that moment, seeing how selfless and kind Clark was when he fought with him against the Destroyer, whose magic-entrenched powers Clark was weak to. He had to leave to Asgard, but he swore to find Superman again.

Clark had smiled. “I’ll keep an ear out for you.”

Superman had intervened at the Battle of New York, but had to escape before being mobbed by the Avengers with questions.

Instead, he met Thor again a few hours later when he and Lois traveled to New York City to report on the battle.

“It’s you!”

Clark was quite surprised Thor had recognized him but not as surprised as Lois that Smallville knew the God of Thunder.

“I said I’d find you again. I couldn’t stop thinking about you.”

Clark had smiled. “Really? I didn’t do much. You’re the one who brought that thing down.”

They keep talking, and Clark suddenly realizes that he LIKES talking to Thor. That he LIKES Thor. Like, LIKE-likes him. So they promise to meet again, and they do.

Thor returns to Midgard and seeks out Clark - he’s finally mastered his Midgard disguise - which is him wearing Earth clothes - and they go on several dates.

Thor feels like Clark is just a being made of light - he’s kind and sweet, and even when he feels tired he’s always willing to help others. Clark loves Thor’s passion and drive, how he can always show his feelings. They are the sun and the storm, but they belong together.

And when Clark finds a baby boy in need of a home, with no one to care for him... he finds himself bringing you home to his lover.

Thor never really thought of himself as being a good candidate for fatherhood. But seeing you in Clark’s arms made him want to be there for you in ways Odin never was for him. To help you grow, to protect you from the world, and to lift you up with his support.

Thor and Clark get an apartment together - it helps that Thor can use Stark money to get a nicer place for the three of you - also having the support of Ma and Pa Kent helps a lot - Frigga comes to visit them once in order to see her grandson and bless him with her magic, and once more to bless the wedding between them

All this was earlier than you can remember. Unfortunately both you and Clark vanished in the Snap, leaving Thor brokenhearted, but also overjoyed when you were returned. He retired from heroics then, never wanting to leave either of you again. 

Thor is always around and he loves taking care of you. He’s sweet and encouraging, but he’s no disciplinarian. He can’t say no to his little prince and he’ll even let you fall asleep playing video games with him on the weekends and just let you use him as a pillow.

Clark always makes time for the two of you and he’s always supportive and dependable. He helped pull Thor out of his sorrow and grief, and told him that he doesn’t need a hammer to tell him he’s worthy anymore. He calls you his sunshine and even if he’s the parent who makes sure you get to bed, he does it in such a way that you can’t even resent him for it - he treats you with respect that adults rarely give their children.

Thor treats Connor like a son when he emerges and encourages Clark to see him as a gift from Fate instead of a random chance. When they have Jon, Thor thanks the Norns for giving him another sweet child.

They are well suited to taking care of super-powered children (even you, if Frigga’s blessing manifests itself in magic). Other Asgardians frequently visit, as well as Leaguers. If Thor ever returns to hero work, it will be with his husband as a member of the Justice League. 

Together they will help you and your brothers through any hardship and love you through any challenge. They may not be of Earth, but you are their world.

[leafy-purples]

May I request Todoroki brothers kinks

Heck yeah!!

What 😈kinks😈 I think the my hero characters have

Pt.2✌︎︎

Includes: Todoroki❤️💙 and Dabi💜

⚠️Content warning⚠️: once again everything regarding kinks especially since Dabi is in this one

A/n: ENJOY！！( ✌︎'_')✌︎

Todoroki🔥❄️

🔥Katy perry lyrics❄️

🤍Praise: you’re his s/o and he just wants you to know that you’re doing such a good job and that he loves you

“Yeah your a good little [ instert gender] , my good [gender]”

❤️Bdsm: yeah I know he’s quiet and all but he’s also a kinky mf, like he will do a lot⬇️

Choking

Spanking

Fingering

Tying you up

Treating you like a slut (if you want)

🤍Experimentalist: if you’re into it he is as well .very compliant.

❤️Toying: definitely brings in a vibe or cock ring (y’all would have shopping dates where he lets you pick out any new toy you wanna try out )

“Does my baby like those vibrations ,hmm?” “You want me to fuck you while I have this vibrator right here on this sensitive spot?”

🤍Babbling/can’t speak: he will tease you if he has railed you to the point of being non verbal.

What is it sweetheart? You have to tell me what you want . Come on ,use your words😈”

❤️Orgasm withhold / edging: he just really likes watching you squirm and basically begging to climax

“Oh no snowflake your not allowed to cum yet “

Dabi🔥

🥖Burnt biscut🥖

💜Degradation: um..ya know 😳

“Yeah look at you taking my cock like a little slut, is that what you are babe a cock whore?”

💜Experimentalist: he’s about done it all but if you wanna try something, best believe he’ll help in anyway he can

💜Impact play: slaps and smacks every ass thighs ,chest , everything. Don’t underestimate him he will bend you over and spank you. He will also use his quirk a little (as in warm up his hand)

“ I told you to stop teasing me. Didn’t I? Come here ,and you better not make a sound”

💜Voyager: he wants you to prove that you want him inside you

“Go ahead baby show your daddy how much you want me, and then maybe I’ll think about giving you a little help”

💜ᗪᗩᗪᗪY KIᑎK: be ready to answer when he ask who’s your daddy

💜Somnophilia : (its totally consensual you both talked about this before) He’ll just *ahem* “service you” gently until you wake up

“Hey there princess/ prince”

💜Knife and wax play:(once again totally consensual) He’s a masochist 😐

💜Overstimulation: he’ll overstim the fuck out of you,and if you were being “naughty” too ouuuu you in trouble

“No no no sweetheart your gonna take this cock until I say so , you wanted it so bad before”

[voiidlizrd]

Brothers Reaction to Muscular MC Picking Then Up!

Fandom: Obey me

Characters: 7 Brothers

Note: I haven’t seen a muscular MC yet so I wanted to do a little Headcanon of them! MC is gender neutral by the way! I’ll do a chubby MC as well! Let me know if there is something I should keep in mind for future headcanons!

Lucifer

How.

Lucifer is tall and if he’s taller than you, he is questioning human strength now.

If you’re taller than him, he isn’t THAT surprised.

Now, because of his pride, he’ll demand you to put him down.

He refuses to be treated like a child.

Secretly, when you two are alone, he would actually kinda like to be in your arms. It’s like a guilty pleasure to him, you make him feel content!

He won’t do it often and likes to pick you up instead.

If you decided to run up on him and scoop him up like a bride, smiling like a dork at him, he’ll chuckle and tell you to stop playing around but never asks you to put him down.

If his brothers see it and look jealous, he’s kinda proud of that. Like “ha ha MC is picking me up instead of you.”

Overall: He’s alright with you picking him up but still wonders how you were able to do it.

Mammon

How are humans THIS STRONG!?

He isn’t large or tall as Lucifer or Beel,he’s just a handsome boy minding his business until you decided to run up on him and scoop him up

When he felt your muscular arms wrap around him like he was YOUR prized possession, his heart was doing front flips, back flips, all the flips

You grinned stupidly at him and it wasn’t fair how his heart ran 100 miles per hour! All because of some stupidly beautiful, handsome, amazing, stunning human like you!

Truth be told, he feels so loved being in your arms like a whole bride. But he wants to hold you the same!

Kiss him and tell him he’s so cute, I dare you. He will pass out, his poor heart can’t handle you sometimes.

If his brothers see him in your arms, he actually won’t try to avoid the fact he likes being in your arms. But he’s saying the usual like: “why wouldn’t they pick up the Great Mammon!”

Do it again please he’s silently begging you but constantly staring at you and holding your muscular arms-

Leviathan

ITS JUST LIKE AN ANIME!

Except it is mostly the guys picking up the girl BUT WHO CARES ABOUT THAT!?

At first, he was surprised and really embarrassed and commanded you to put him down. But over time while letting the feeling of being close to you and in those strong arms, he just wanted to have that feeling again.

He was shy asking to be picked up but you eventually got the hint.

You scooped him up and gave him a reassuring smile, letting him know you wouldn’t drop him.

Really stiff at first but relaxed.

He started playing on his (Devildom off brand) Gameboy and asked if you wanted to try a level when he couldn’t beat it.

When in your arms, he admires your strength.

You are so strong and he really thinks your some super hero or OP character from a video game. Boss level type character maybe! A boss he really doesn’t want to beat and always loses to happily.

Side note, he loves to sit on your lap. Smother his cheek with yours like some Ghibli film and he is melting and giggling like the dork he is

When he feels the Envy his brothers have while being in your arms, he’s like a child with a snarky smile and sticking his tongue out at them

Please never stop holding him hhh

Satan

Oh

He’s currently surprised but not as much as Lucifer would be

Isn’t that built or tall like his three older brothers or (again) Beel so that’s mostly why he isn’t AS shocked

Was amazed by the feeling of being in your arms actually

It was... Calming. It put his mind at ease.

The wrath inside of him that eats at him for the little things that are irritating suddenly stops, he’s at peace. The same peace he feels when with cats.

How you are able to do it, he doesn’t know and frankly doesn’t care to know.

Loves to read while you hold him bridal style

Reading while in your arms? The ultimate paradise.

Occasionally falls asleep when no one is around and trying to disturb his peace with you

He likes to see the jealousy in his brothers eyes, ESPECIALLY Lucifer (not surprising)

Goes out of his way to brag about it loudly in front of Lucifer to tick him off

Also, despite the brothers complaints about him being picked up by the strong amazing you, they appreciate it as well

Whenever Satan is going through one of his hissy fits or tantrums, picking him up will calm him down instantly but be careful when doing it.

Be slow and make very obvious hints you’re picking him up

Kiss him and shush him quietly and he’s calm now and thinking about you instead of murder

He loves it but the brothers have a love hate relationship with that

Asmodeus

SQUEALING EVERYTIME

Posts all about you and how strong you are on Devilgram, posts some workout videos or pre workout photos too

Muscular MC is all he can think about other than himself

Every time you pick him up, he smothers your face with kisses giggling like a schoolgirl

He feels so loved being in your strong arms and feels so safe

Looking at you with admiring eyes filled with pure love

Will jump in your arms just to let you know he wants to be held

But please be careful Asmo, you’ll make MC fall over-

If his brothers are jealous and looking at you two, he ABSOLUTELY WILL give him a giggle of triumph and actually stick his tongue out at them like a child

Always pick him up he feels like a prince and deserves it

Beelzebub

He cannot stress this enough

HOW!?

If you’re tall or taller than him he isn’t so surprised?? He’s confused?? Huh??

Poor baby doesn’t know how to react so he just stares at you with big ol eyes

He likes being picked up, don’t get him wrong, but worries his weight might cause you to drop him and hurt yourself

Please put him down he’s about to start worrying a little too much

BUT what he will like very much is laying on you

While that has nothing to do with you picking him up, he prefers you laying down where you won’t fall back and bust your head possibly and he can be comfy on you (while asking if he isn’t crushing your ribs in any way)

Likes to work out with you and test your strength a lot but not too much considering you are still human (he questions it because of your strength but stays quiet about it)

Doesn’t really care if his brothers are jealous, he’s just vibing with you. Working out, sleeping on your chest, and eating snacks with you

Prefers not to be picked up overall but still loves the way he feels when you hold him close and cage him in your comfort. Bliss.

Belphegor

LIVES FOR IT

He’s use to Beel picking him up and holding him but considering it is you, his main cuddle buddy, he is ecstatic to be in your arms constantly

He’s a total brat about it too

If you refuse to pick him up cause you’re occupied, he’s basically throwing a little petty tantrum

Says you’re being so mean to him by not picking him up

Muscular MC is all he can think about most and that’s about it.

So comfy and so safe and loved in your arms

You’re like a walking pillow

A pillow that also gives him kisses, comforts him with sweet words, and gives the best hugs

Adores you but doesn’t say it out loud but you know it by the way he looks at you when you hold him

Jumps in your arms and expects you to get the hint automatically

You weren’t expecting the first few times and he got a bit huffy but you eventually got the body hints when he wants to be picked up

Oh yeah, this brat is LOVING the jealousy his brothers have when he is being the one held in your arms

If they try to complain, he always argues that “they get more attention than him” or “they spend more time with MC than him”

Anytime he is sleeping in your arms and someone tries to convince you to put him down for a second to do something else or keep bothering you while he sleeps, he is death glaring them for hours

Will plot to curse them just for talking to you while he’s trying to sleep

[bookaddict24-7]

I said at the beginning of the year that I would share my reviews more on my blog instead of just on Instagram and Goodreads. I’ve been reading a lot so far this year, so my reviews will be delayed on here. I upped it to 10 reviews per post so I can do most of the reviews before the end of the year!

Friend me on Goodreads here to read my reviews in real-time!

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176. The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho--⭐️⭐️⭐️

Okay, I get that this is a classic read and that it has some great messages in it, like following your own path and finding what your life journey is; essentially trusting the process. But. BUT this book and some of the commentary in it are a bit dated. There were some observations that made me slightly uncomfortable, especially given the political climate we’re living in. It’s the whole sentiment of “otherness” that made me uncomfortable. Again, I can see how this book could be life changing for some because of the great philosophical messages in here. I’m personally glad I finally read this and can scratch it off my to-read list. But if this book had been written today, I think some things in it would be given a serious side-eye. I’d recommend it if you’re stuck in life and can’t seem to trust the process. But be wary of some of the commentary.

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177. Little Monsters by Kara Thomas--⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

Oh wow, this book was a RIDE. I didn't see several of the twists coming and I absolutely LIVE for books that surprise me. I also really enjoyed that this book focus so much on the mystery and the family dynamics. This book wasn't as dark as other thrillers I've read, but there was a moment where I was left with my jaw dropped because I was taken by surprised. Also, that ending was weirdly satisfying. I've read one other book by this author, I think, and I remember enjoying it as well. I'm excited to read more books from this author in the future!

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178. Hero by Mike Lupica--⭐️⭐️⭐️

While this was a quick and entertaining read, I’m taking a star off for that conclusion. The author makes it seem like this is the start of a series—he even mentions in an interview that he “has three chapters written”, but never wrote anything else for this character. I remember thinking, “We’re almost at the end and this feels like it still needs so many answers.” And as a result, everything in the last few pages is rushed and kind of anticlimactic. It’s too bad—this book had a lot of potential.

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179. Kiss of Deception by Mary E. Pearson--⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

I've had this book on my TBR for years and I finally listened to the audiobook. I was wary at first because I haven't had the best luck with older YA Fantasy, but I was pleasantly surprised. I loved the twist of us not knowing who was the prince and who was the assassin, and then I loved the twist of finally finding out who was who. I don't know if I'll read the sequel, but this was an enjoyable read. There's one character I wanted to strangle, but other than that, this was fun and I would recommend it to YA Fantasy fans!

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180. Vox by Christina Dalcher--⭐️⭐️⭐️

This book had some great qualities and some not-so-great qualities. The premise of how women are treated in this book is fascinating and unique (even if it was rage-inducing). I wanted to throttle many, many people in this book for the things they said and how this new way of being had begun to feel "normal" to them. What wasn't so great about this book was the almost random storyline that begins almost halfway through the book, and then the extremely sped up conclusion. I feel like some of the things that happen and the ease with which they happened were a bit too convenient. And the one character that suddenly changed because they realized that actions have consequences--I don't know how to feel about them and their sudden about-face. If you want to read something that my anger you because of the terrifying potential of this happening to women in the future, then I recommend it for that. But that weird storyline meant to, I presume, add an extra thrill to the story, was eh.

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181. The Happy Ever After Playlist by Abby Jimenez--⭐️⭐️⭐️

I will, off the bat, say that I liked book one more. This one was cute and had some adorable moments, especially with the puppers. But the conflict in this didn't sit well with me and made the pacing of the novel feel...off? I think that the romance was also insanely sped up and a bit unrealistic for someone who's been grieving so intensely for two years. The author made a really good point in her author's note about the inspiration for this story and why she wrote this romance, and in retrospect, the fantastical elements of this romance make a bit more sense. This book had a lot of potential and I think the road it took was far simpler than it deserved. The conclusion was a little too cookie-cutter. But hey, I couldn't stop listening to this one and I honestly now need to read the third book. Something about this story made me want to keep reading--probably that craving for the HEA that usually comes with these stories featuring heavier topics. I just wanted the MCs to have their happiness after all of their heart pain. While the first book remains my favourite so far, I know this one is also pretty popular with the fans of this series. Hopefully book three won't face the same issues this one did.

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182. Starfish by Lisa Fipps--⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

Short and sharp, that's how I'd best describe this book. It was so powerful and so heartbreaking. When I was a kid, I was the chubby one who got bullied and got made fun of by all the other smaller kids. I had nicknames given to me by middle schoolers, and even had kids unabashedly jab verbal digs at me in front of the teachers and other students. While my mother wasn't toxic like this one, she was still someone who tried the diets with me and tried to exercise with me, and who unknowingly made comments that I can still recall to this day. I don't know if the younger, fat version of me would have appreciated this book--maybe it would have made me feel less alone, but I think maybe it would have made me face those emotions I was too afraid of naming or challenging. But that's my own personal thing. This isn't to say that I don't think other children won't benefit from this book. Sometimes books that don't sugarcoat the truth of the pain a bullied child feels are the best gift to the lonely child. This book yells "You are not alone" from the rooftops and cannonballs into the pool of life. I think that this is also a great book to read as an adult--especially if you're a parent. A lot of parents may not realize how awful they're being, while some do it without thinking of the long-term trauma of said bullying and/or "advice" they give. This is a super powerful and important book that I think needs to be seen more. STARFISH just punched me in the heart and I won't lie, I wanted to cry a few times and give the MC the biggest freaking hug.

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183. The Other Black Girl by Zakiya Dalila Harris--⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

I received a copy from the publisher. This didn't affect my review in any way. This book was creepy right off the bat--not just because of the weird behaviour of the new black girl in the mostly white office, but because of how normalized racism is in said work office. The fact that the MC felt uncomfortable to voice her displeasure is one thing, but the guilting and the gaslighting was terrifying in its own right. I think that though this book is jarring in several aspects, it's a great book to read. It should make you uncomfortable enough to see how ridiculous some situations are and how obviously problematic some instances can be. The concept of this book and the behaviour of the other black girl is honestly terrifying. I think the comparison to GET OUT is right on, with a hint of THE DEVIL WEARS PRADA, because this was more like...what it would look like to cater to the white coworker, no matter how uncomfortable it makes you as a black person, or a POC. Is this a perfect book? No. I wasn't the biggest fan of the conclusion BUT it's the journey getting to said conclusion that will have you not wanting to put this down. Also, it will have you question who you can trust.

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184. The Dead Girls’ Dance by Rachel Caine--⭐️⭐️⭐️

My goal is to finally finish this series and I'm on my way! I will admit, one of the major events in this book set me off on a bit of a rant with my bookish group this morning. One of the plot devices used in this book really aged it for me and it left a sour taste in my mouth. I won't say more because spoilers, but also TW: for attempted sexual assault via date r@pe. Also, there's a mild age gap in this that is getting...interesting. And a twist I partially didn't see coming, but I know will definitely make this series more interesting. On to the next book!

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185. Made in Korea by Sarah Suk--⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

I received a copy via the publisher. This did not affect my rating in any way. I went into this one a little wary because I'm normally not the biggest fan of books featuring competitions like this because, hi, hello, Anxiety. BUT I loved seeing the representation in this book and I had an opportunity regarding this book come up, so I tentatively began the story and then ended up loving it! I loved that though both characters, to an outsider, had similar backgrounds, they both had their own unique struggles. As a reader, I appreciated it because it taught me so much more about the culture and the different family dynamics and expectations. This was also a classic enemies to lovers (though it definitely felt more one sided in that aspect). I could sort of guess where the story was going, but that actually helped me process it better and helped me enjoy the story more! I'd definitely recommend it to readers who love very strong characters, different cultures, and dual perspective narratives!

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186. Blood Like Magic by Liselle Sambury

I'm torn on this one. On one hand, I loved the concept and some of the characters, but on the other hand, I feel like A LOT was going on. I need to further process my thoughts on this one.

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Have you read any of these books? Would you recommend them? 

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Happy reading!