#and gives me the ability to turn anon questions off lol

[darkwood-sleddog]

I think it's very interesting to deconstruct just how much value is placed on the human spoken word in our westernized society.

That even when it is pointed out that spoken human language is not the most effective way of communicating with an individual, whenever I post dog button hate posts i get tons of pushback in the most willfully ignorant way. people are SO caught up in making this human spoken language THE way of communicating that it is now impossible, if not incredibly difficult for them to think otherwise.

it is human hubris that insists other creatures should rise to our linguistic level, when it is pretty close to impossible, instead of us, with our large ass brains primed for communicating in many multiple ways and languages kneel down to theirs.

So when i say insisting dogs and/or other animals communicate with human spoken language as their primary form of communicating with us is a HUMAN failure? I mean it.

It does not mean that buttons do not necessarily have fun uses, but do not think this is a success on us, on people, rather than a success on the patience it must take a dog to try its best to communicate and only get heard from when it uses a device and language inherently foreign to it when it has a clear, concise and honest language it already speaks to us.

[azsazz]

Severance

Daddy!Azriel x Mommy!Reader

Summary: Anon Req: Idk if you’re taking requests and it’s okay if you aren’t but I was rereading Feysand bonus chapter and it mentions that Feyre’s libido was heightened due to pregnancy and really wanted a fic where we see that with Az and reader bc I LOVE LOVE your daddy!Az fics and it would be funny seeing Az being a dad but also finding time to pleasure his pregnant mate due to hormones that man’s schedule would be jammed pack hahaha

Warnings: Smut, reader is pregnant, light breeding kink.

Word Count: 2061

Notes: This req is literally from a year ago today 😳 now that's some sort of fate (or mad laziness lol) Also, it's been a hot minute since I've written some smut hopefully it's good.

Bat Babies ages in this fic: Wren, Nyx, Gid 8, Baz 6, Zuzu 3, Jax 2, Knox and Malos in the womb.

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“Wren,” you sigh exasperatedly at your eight year old, “Please go play with your siblings. Mommy just needs a few minutes to herself.” 

It’s hard to keep your tone cool and level while your core is burning, dripping for the mate who’s stepped into the shadows whilst you bargain with your son. The both of you had snuck off for a few quick kisses that turned into something more, and it’s the first time you’ve had any time to yourselves in weeks. You don’t know if it’s being pregnant with two babies this time around making every single one of your senses heightened, but you don’t recall being this horny for your mate during your first four pregnancies.

Oh, you were insatiable, sweetheart, your mate purrs in your mind. You can feel the smugness radiating off of him not only from the bond tethering you, but from where he stands, five feet away and shrouded in darkness. And I loved every moment of it. You did too, of course.

You shut your eyes for a long second so your oldest son doesn’t catch you rolling them. I would love for you to remind me of just how much I loved it, mate, you send back, letting your frustrated desperation cling to your words, if we can ever seem to find the time.

Last week, Zuzu refused to go to Feyre’s painting class even though all of the other cousins were going in for a private session the High Lady had set up specifically so that you and your mate could spend the night alone together. She spent the entire time latched to Azriel’s leg and crying her little eyes out until the both of you gave in and let your daughter stay home. Your only saving grace that night was getting to lounge on the couch with a good book—that really only made you hornier for your mate—whilst Azriel and Zuzu baked cookies in the kitchen and hand delivered them to you with a large glass of milk.

A few days ago, it was Baz who had trouble sleeping and came pounding at your door while your mate was three fingers deep into your sopping cunt. The both of you had hastily gotten dressed, grumbling the entire time you did so, and let your second oldest son into the room. Azriel swiftly avoided Baz’s questioning about why your door had been locked in the first place, and the both of you watched him crawl up onto your bed and settle in the center of the tangled sheets, looking at the both of you expectantly. Baz talked your ears off all night long. 

And it was only last night when Jax who couldn’t be consoled when he couldn’t find his stuffed Suriel for bedtime. Azriel spent an hour scouring your house for the toy while you held Jax close, trying to keep your own emotions calm and serene instead of the frustration you wanted to give into, lest your son pick up on them and dampen his mood further. Even with his keen spymaster abilities and the shadows he’d released to help the cause, Azriel came up empty.

With four young children and twins on the way, it seemed as though they always knew the perfect time to interrupt you and your mate every time you tried to get close to each other. 

Wren frowns, his head falling back on his shoulders as he stares up at you with those hazel eyes that are a gift from his father. They’re pleading, and he really wants to have that sleepover with Gideon and Nyx, but you’ve never been a sucker for those pleading looks. If Wren thinks that huffing and puffing and making sad faces is going to change your mind, he came to the wrong parent.

Especially since he’s interrupted your fun as well.

You tap your foot, waiting your son out. He stares, and you stare back. You even cross your arms over your chest, resting them over the swollenness of your stomach, nearly two-thirds of the way through your pregnancy.

Your body goes taut at the feeling that Azriel lets zip down the bond. It’s one of complete arousal, his obsession with you when you make that stern face. 

It takes all of your willpower not to shift on your feet with the rush of wetness that accompanies the feeling of heat rushing through your veins. Not to clench your thighs together or glance over to where your mate stands, probably staring at you with his hazel eyes, filled with need.

Not that you’d be able to see him in the darkness anyway.

Wren’s pleading draws your attention away from your desires and back to the matter at hand.

“Please, mom!”

Clearing your throat so that it doesn’t falter when you speak, you answer. “You may have a sleepover with Nyx and Gideon tomorrow night if you're a good boy tonight. And that means playing with your siblings for a few minutes until I come to take Jax and Zuz for their baths.”

You’re pretty sure you lost your eldest son when you agreed to the sleepover, and you nearly stumble when he throws himself at you, hugging you tight. 

“Thank you, thank you, thank you!” Wren screeches with excitement, and your heart grows when he places a fleeting kiss to your stomach and bolts from the room. You can hear him tearing down the halls to where Baz is loudly making the toys in the living room speak. 

“Sweetheart, are you crying?” Azriel’s voice startles you. No longer is he hiding in the shadows, but at your side, swiping a calloused thumb across your cheek, swiping away the wetness.

“He’s just so sweet,” you gush, leaning into your mate’s arms. You press your ear to his chest, listening to the steady and strong thumping of his heart. You love this man and everything that you’ve built together. Through all of the missions and worrying, to building a home and family together, you truly are grateful for the life that you live.

“You know what else is sweet?” Azriel says, his suggestive whisper caressing the shell of your ear. It causes you to shiver, fingers curling into his shirt as he pulls you closer, lifting you easily into his arms.

“What?” you answer breathlessly, already losing yourself to your mate’s touch again. Namely, his thick cock brushing against your cunt with each step closer to the desk in the office he takes.

You don’t even have to worry about the kids right now. You can fall into the bliss you’ve been so desperately trying to find for the past week, because you noted how Azriel’s shadows trailed your son from the room, at least one always with every child at all times of the day.

“You.” His lips slant over yours, his tongue parting your lips with ease. You meet him halfway, licking, tasting your way as his hands hike up the skirts of your dress and pull your panties to the side as soon as your ass hits the edge of the wooden desk. “Tell me what you need, mate.”

There isn’t time for foreplay, for teasing nips of teeth against your hardened nipples. They’re rubbing against the fabric of your dress just fine. No time for orgasms by his hands, his tongue. You’d hardly be able to enjoy the view of Azriel on his knees for you with the size of your bump.

“Your cock,” you whimper, trying desperately to keep your voice low.

You shudder against the fingers he drags across your cunt, swiping through your slick. You’re ready, more than. You need him right this instant.

Azriel swallows the plea you’re about to release, enjoying the way you tug on his hair as a way to reprimand him. It has him grinning into the kiss, his fingers quickly fumbling with his belt because he’s just as desperate as you are, having not nearly been near you—or in you—enough in the past few weeks. 

Your pesky children are always interrupting.

“Your wish is my command,” he answers easily, and your back arches as he rubs the head of his cock across your sopping heat.

Azriel almost snarls with pleasure at the sight of your bump pressing sky-high. He leans in closer, loving the feeling of the three of you close. You’re so fucking beautiful, and there’s something special about how you look swollen with his child, something the both of you made.

He’s seen it four times over by now, and it never gets fucking old. He’ll keep you good and pregnant until you tell him you don’t want any more children.

And he loves the way you writhe against him, hook your legs around his waist, trying to force him closer, your cunt greedily trying to suck his cock deep into your womb. Loves the way your nails pinch into his shoulders, the way your teeth latch onto his lip to keep quiet when he pushes into you in one fell swoop. 

There’s a burst of blood on his tongue but Azriel loves it, quickly pulling out and pressing back in so that you’ll bite him again. When you come down from your high, you’ll apologize profusely, but he doesn’t care, likes a bit of pain with his pleasure. 

He’ll revel in the redness of your cheeks when your children ask him what happened to him later, though.

“Azriel,” you cry, clutching onto your mate for dear life. You love the feeling of his thick cock stretching you, the gushing between your legs when he so easily finds that spot that has you cumming within seconds like some whore. He knows that you need this release, that the both of you need to be quick and quiet with your fucking. Your children can only be occupied for so long.

“I’ll make sure Cassian or Rhys can take the children tomorrow,” Azriel promises against your mouth, smothering the sounds you make for him. He’s just as desperate to hear you scream, the reminder of it has heat pooling in his core, his pace quickening. “Then, you can scream as loud as you want, mate, all night long.”

A second orgasm washes over you like a wave. Azriel didn’t even have to stick his hands between the both of you, but he is now, wanting one more before he releases himself. It’s brewing quickly, and he circles his fingers over your clit, skilled and an expert at everything that has to do with you.

“Yes, yes, yes!” You beg, hips rolling to meet his. Azriel groans into your neck, sucking harshly and laving his tongue over the hurt.

“I’m going to cum,” he pants harshly, straightening to his full height to look down at you in all of your sexed-out glory. The way you can barely keep yourself braced against the desk, the way your mouth is parted in that perfect shape that almost makes him want to pull out and stick his cock down your throat instead. The way that your eyes are rolled so far into the back of your head that you can see the bond connecting the both of you, completely overcome with desire.

You keen your agreement, words jumbled as he takes you to your peak again, the both of you shuddering with pleasure as your orgasms overcome you. 

He rubs you through your pleasure, rocking his hips slowly as he empties himself deeply inside of you. If you weren’t  already pregnant, Azriel’s sure you would be now, with how much cum he’s pumping inside of you.

Your mate hugs you close, rubbing your back until you come down from your high. 

You lean back, blinking up at him blearily, and it makes Azriel want to take you all over again.

“Is that a promise, mate?” You ask, referring to him making sure that all of your children will be away at their aunts and uncles tomorrow night, leaving the both of you to yourselves. Well, plus the two in your uterus.

Azriel hums, finally pulling out of you. You gasp at the loss but his fingers are there, stuffing the leaking cum back into your cunt. You’re not sure your legs can support you right now, but they don’t need to, because you’re already rearing for another round. 

“It’s a promise, sweetheart.”

[ozzgin]

Hey ozz!!

Finally got around to doing the ask!

Hope you feel well currently!

This is my ask for the October event! Tho you can do whatever you want with this as I don't mind!

It's the ghost I was talking about the last couple weeks lol it's one of the most common one in my culture, there's another one in the works but I'll send it tmr, (hint: witch darling and bodyguard monster)

Langsir are ghosts/vampires that come from Malay folklore and are usually women that died in childbirth or while in the 40 days of uncleanliness of the pregnancy (tbh I'm not even sure) or a mother that had a heart attack and died at the news of the baby being a stillborn. They won't transform into the vampire until they're given proper burial rights to make sure they don't comeback for the dead

They feed on human blood and prefers blood from guys and male babies specifically

They look like pretty woman with ankle length hair, extremely long nails and wear a green robe. They have a scent of plumeria flowers and sometimes have the ability to transform into an owl in some legends

They have a hole in the back of their neck and if you stuck an iron nail into it, the vampire will turn into a normal beautiful human who will be a great wife! Because of this weakness, you can ward them off with sharp items (main reason why people tell you to hide knives into the baby's crib and stuff)

Anyways enough info and onto the prompt:

Darling is already married to the yandere and suddenly she died in childbirth. but alas, her dear yandere decided to get her back by not giving her the proper burial! Even then the yandere has already prepared with the nails to keep ghost darling trapped forever to his side!

Til ̶N̶o̶t̶ ̶e̶v̶e̶n̶ death do us part lol!

That's all!!! It's nice to join the event and maybe later I'll do my own posts for it once I have the time!

(can I take 🌺 anon or 🪺 anon?)

Thank you for the lovely story, I had waited to pair it with my other ghost entry for a themed day haha. content: female reader, ghost reader, death, captivity

Yandere!Husband did not take the news of your death well. It was to be expected, of course, and everyone smiled pitifully at the grieving spouse. They didn't question it when he requested a private burial. They didn't doubt that it was for the best when he packed up and left without a warning.

At first, you thought this was some sort of purgatory. You knew you had died, yet you didn't think you'd find yourself back home. Then you found the sigils, the books, the cursed nails.

He trapped your soul here.

"You gave me the scare of my lifetime," your husband exclaims, entering the room with a joyful smile.

The tears have dried, and the eyes are narrowed in an eerie kind of happiness you don't recognize.

"I should be dead," you mumble hesitantly.

"According to whom?" he questions, tilting his head innocently. "You know, I'm a little hurt you don't remember our vows.

I promised I'd always be your husband, have I not?"

He kneels before you, taking a moment to observe your features.

"Did you think I'd allow anything to defile my meaning of 'always'? You're mine. And nothing will ever change that."

[iknowshocker]

Anon from the last question here 🙋‍♀️ LOVED your answer and love a good Kai psychoanalysis 🙌

You mentioned it’s hc that 1994 Kai is virgin!kai, which got me thinking… did he ever really have any romantic or physical experiences? (Legacies Kai never happened in my mind 🥲)

And kind of on the same note, what do you think life was like for him when he was 18-22? It’s hc for me that he was homeschooled, but we don’t really know anything from the time he turned 18 until he was sent to a prison world

omg hi!! thank you for the question i've been having so much fun answering! i should have made a place to talk about my boy sooner, i could yap about him all day 😂

(oh man legacies kai my deeply insane beloved) he's really cracked out in those episodes but there are a few little moments where he feels like himself that i hold onto lol i just wish they hadn't put in his fling with the immortal teenager like he was 👉🏼👈🏼 close to being the only man to make it out of the TVDu without an inappropriate relationship i know there's an age gap with bonnie but it's simply not the same imo

okay here we go 18-22 kai:

so i assume, in the most affectionate way possible, that he gave off major JD from the heathers vibes. (the black cargo pants with the heavy ass combat boots?? he's a scary boy and he knows it lmao)

that age of young adulthood is such a volatile time, but for kai his resentments are growing, it's getting closer and closer to the merge, and if he can just wait it out a little longer everything is finally going to change. so lots of pent up energy, studying like crazy, in general running himself into the ground to insure everything goes the way he desperately needs it to. this also explains why he built up to such a violent snap. it's the one thing he's been holding on to, he was literally born for it, and then they still take it away.

those stupid christmas sweater photos make me think that everyone was living at home up until may 10th. unlike liv/luke i think joshua kept jo/kai close because he felt he needed to watch kai. i've always found it interesting that Jo goes into the medical field but Kai has the anatomy knowledge to cut out her spleen correctly lmao i hc they both had an interest in medicine, with him looking for a cure probably and jo maybe helping him at least at first. crazy to think that they probably would have still become a dr regardless of which one of them won the og merge!

anyway yes i think they were stuck living at home, with kai basically being held hostage and Jo being forced into a caretaker role since their mother died giving birth to the baby twins. (that's not like fully confirmed but the timeline works out so to me it's basically canon lol)

i mentioned kai having PTSD centered on touch and i think that would make any sort of social stuff hard for him. he's been taught to think he's dangerous and he's not been given any tools to keep from being that way. i hc most of his knowledge of his power came from trial and error, because joshua was like "alright no magic for you keep that in check demon spawn" from the time it manifested. (listen i could write dissertations on how despicable it is that they KNEW about gemini siphons and just refused to find ways to help him) that sort of fear/mistrust over his own abilities starting at such a young age would be totally crippling.

i read a fic once where he sleep siphoned Jo when they were young and nearly killed her during a nightmare. i could absolutely see things like that happening, and it leaving him terrified to do it again. but then his sociopathy developing would give him the ability to lash out without worrying about the guilt of his actions. but just because he doesn't let himself feel guilty doesn't mean he doesn't know what he did was wrong. i can imagine it would be so conflicting to need magic to work/feel normal but the only way to get it is to hurt the only people around you day to day. just a nightmare all around.

(have you seen the deleted scene with Jo/Kai? because that monologue from him lives rent free in my mind. the panicked breathing, the sad eyes, the desperation in his tone !! i just can't handle it lmao they 100% cut it because leaving it in and still killing him would have caused riots in the streets)

being homeschooled would limit the entire family's outside interactions, but i imagine they usually left kai at the house when they went out to the shops/coven gatherings/general outings. he does have basic people skills when we meet him so it's not like he's 100% ostracized but i do think a lot of his personality is him mimicking things he's seen in movies/mirroring the people around him in a given moment. he's faking it based off of what he thinks would be correct and when he gets it wrong you can see him deflate.

if he was allowed to go out growing up, i think he probably stuck to Jo and let her do the talking. so when she started pulling away from him too and he didn't have a buffer, it was probably easier to just stay home instead of risking it on his own.

i'm a person who hears his version of "they isolated me" and Jos "our parents saw him pulling away, isolating himself" and lands somewhere in the middle. i think they had rules over him not touching anyone/made it very clear he couldn't be trusted and that left kai feeling like "okay well f you guys i'll just go back to my room" it was just easier for him to go ahead and leave instead of let them bully him into leaving.

like he's the oldest, but do we think the other siblings listened to him ?? nah, man, there's simply no way. by the time they reached 22, no one in the house but liv/luke showed much interest in him. and he had to know that the older they got, they'd grow to believe joshua/fear him too. that had to be freaking exhausting, not to mention hurtful as hell.

(i mean... "When your family decides that you are nothing but an irredeemable piece of trash, well…I guess the best thing to do is prove them right, right?” like by the time we get to the red wedding, they broke him. there's no more second chances or trying again or believing they'll change. he's done. but he had to get pushed to that point and i think it was building his entire life.)

i hc as the oldest Jo/Kai shared a car, but to be so honest i always assumed he taught himself how to drive (fast lol) in the prison world. i would love to believe they snuck out to concerts together or had little adventures growing up but i think Jo turned on him somewhere around the time she realized she wasn't going to be allowed to go off to college. she would have had her own resentments around being stuck with him because of him, and so i don't see them having much of a relationship past the age of like 16.

to circle back to romantic relationships, i just don't think kai ever had an opportunity to be close enough to anyone for anything to happen romantically or even platonically pre prison world.

that's why bonnie showing up is such a big deal. she's this beautiful, funny, smart witch and she's just suddenly !! in his world !! the fact that he can't help getting close to her means everything to me. there's something about her/her magic that just tugs him in. "yeah but i wanted to feel your hand on my chest" come ON once you know the implications of that statement how do people not melt. babes is so touch starved he's dying for anyyyyoneeee to love on him.

bonkai sidenote: im a firm believer that grams was playing matchmaker. i hc she knew kai growing up and tried to help him when she could, which is why they went the prison world route instead of simply getting rid of him. without a bennett to bind the spell it wouldn't have been possible, so she agreed to keep something else from happening to him. she literally tells bonnie she gave up her peace so that bonnie could find hers, knowing 100% she was sending her to a world where kai was waiting/he couldn't be killed/and they would have to work together to escape. even more than that, damon wasn't supposed to go !!! so grams knew they'd be alone and either assumed bonnie could handle him or believed there was enough good in kai that it wouldn't go badly for bonnie or both lol we know from the jump that grams adores bonnie, there's not a chance in hell she would have sent her there if she thought for a second kai would hurt her. i just don't think she realized how sick he would become on his own, and adding damon into the mix changes the dynamics because kai is trying to come off stronger than he is.

yikes sorry i dont know how to discuss him without discussing bonnie 🙈

again thank you for your ask!!

[kittievampire]

I had given this idea to someone but it never got made so 🥲 Anyways, I hope you can make something out of this crack idea. Mammon leaving to the human world for like a week for modeling but for whatever reason (you can make one up or it can be a misunderstanding after an argument etc) his brothers think he's leaving them for good. You know never talking to them and cutting off any ties to them. So his brothers beg him not to leave, cry their crocodile tears, promise to be better etc only for Mammon to be confused af and then clear up the misunderstanding 😂 I really hope something can come to fruition out of this dumb ass idea lol.

This one made me cackle in an unflattering way

Sorry it took so long for me to write this for ya, anon, ily tho

There's no MC mentioned in the request, so MC will be a bit of a side character in this one, love y'all

Lemme see what I have in my bag, my dear~

Click here if ya wanna request!

Don't Leave, Mammon!

Warnings: Family Arguments, Misunderstandings, Light angst, a lot of crack-head energy, MC's just kinda there

Enjoy.

It'd been about three months since you'd left for the human realm.

The House of Lamentation didn't change, it was always in a state of chaos. However, one could tell that your absence had taken a toll on the brothers, each in their own way. Not that this was exactly a bad thing, their lives had been changed thanks to you, and they wanted to carry out your parting wishes to the best of their ability. They became more responsible, more kind-hearted, and more merciful.

However, siblings will do what siblings do best: Argue over bullshit and cause each other stress.

"StupidMammon! Did you take money from my wallet again?!" The Avatar of Envy shouted from across the hall as he approached the white-haired sin. "I was saving that for an exclusive Limited Edition Hana Ruri: Prestige Version Gaming Set, controller, headset, and figurine included bundle! Give it back right now!" Mammon turned his head to face his brother, shades slipping down his nose a bit. "Eh? I didn't steal shit from you, Weeb! Quit assumin' stuff!"

The sound of the door to Satan's room closing made the two flinch, a small sigh following the closing of a book in the blond's hand. "There you go with the lies again, Mammon. Just give him his money back, spare the ones in earshot the headache." The Avatar of Greed jumped, turning toward Satan. "I swear, it wasn't me this time! I didn't do nothin'!" He held his hands up in surrender. "You're being loud," A soft voice erupted form the twins' room, the source being the messy-haired youngest with an irritated expression on his face. "Beel and I are trying to sleep, and you woke him up. Then, he woke me up." The Avatar of Sloth huffed out, the sin in question poking his head out from the crack in the door and the frame.

"Mammon stole my money again!" Leviathan practically screeched, tears welling up in his eyes. "I was saving it on a Limited Edition—" "Yeah, yeah, whatever, Levi. Mammon, give him his money back before he goes on a nerd-rant," Belphegor waved his hand dismissively, earning a nod of a agreement from Beel. "Maybe you should hide it better next time, Levi," The Avatar of Gluttony said, munching on some Spicy Newt Chips.

"I'm tellin' ya, it wasn't me this time! I actually got a modelin' gig up in—" Mammon tried to protest, but was ultimately cut off once more. "What's going on here?" The eldest brother asked, face full of irritation from the bickering of his younger brothers. "Why are ya all suddenly springin' up from outta nowhere like this?!" Mammon whined, earning a stern look from Lucifer. "Of course, you're the culprit, Mammon. What did you do?" He seethed.

"I didn't do nothin'! I swear! Honest to Diavolo, it wasn't me this time!" The Avatar of Greed tried desperately to defend himself, only for his purple-haired brother to argue more. "He stole money from my wallet! I was going to by an exclusive Limited Edition Hana Ruri: Prestige Version Gaming Set, controller, headset, and figurine included bundle!" Lucifer deadpanned at his brother before pinching the bridge of his nose and sighing heavily. "Mammon, make this easy and just give it back."

The second-born looked around, only to see all of his brothers start to gang up on him, all repeating the phrase, "Just give it back," even though he never stole anything! At least, not this time. "I-It wasn't me this time!" Mammon tried to sputter out among the others' yelling. "It wasn't me!" He repeated, hand gripping the door knob to his room.

As the brothers continued to berate the second-born, Mammon turned the door knob and rushed into his room, slamming the door shut and locking it. "I'm fuckin' done!" He threw his hands up in the air, though the tone he had made the statement seem less playful than he meant it to be.

_

Lucifer clicked his tongue, adjusting his black gloves as he took a step toward his brother's door. "All of you just want to give me a headache, don't you?" He asked softly, earning a whine from Leviathan. "My Ruri-Chan!"

"Oh my, what's going on out here?" Asmodeus asked, opening his door and pulling up his face mask. "Do you know how important my sleep is to maintain the health of my glowing and radiant skin? What's the meaning of all this noise?" The Avatar of Lust practically demanded, though he kept a neutral tone because of the eldest's presence. The third-born turned to his brother in pink, pointing at Mammon's room. "Mammon took the money that I was going to use to buy a Limited Edition Ruri-Chan Figurine from my wallet!" He exclaimed, pulling his phone out and fumbling with it for a moment. He nearly shrieked. "And I wanted to be the first one to buy it! That's it, I'm summoning-" "If you summon Lotan, Levi, I can assure you, Mammon will be the least of your concerns." The Avatar of Pride warned, earning a yelp from the purple-haired sin.

Asmodeus glanced between the two before sighing heavily. "Levi, are you referring to the 200,000 grimm you left in my room a few hours ago while you were ranting about how excited you were to get the figurine?" He asked, opening his door wider and pointing to his vanity mirror, lights glowing, and grimm sitting on the desk.

The brothers all exchanged glances, and the eldest growled.

"Leviathan!"

_

When you saw Mammon at your doorstep, you thought that something bad had happened. He told you that he was here for a modeling gig, but you assumed that there was more to the sudden arrival.

"I just figured I'd pay ya a visit while I'm here, nothin' more, g-got it?" He asked, a light blush present on his face as he denied any other reason for his appearance.

You were worried, so you contacted the brothers to see what was going on. You were able to get a hold of Satan, who explained what was going on as best he could.

"I did hear him say that he was... 'done,' but... I didn't expect him to run off like that." The Avatar of Wrath seemed perplexed over the phone. "It seems like he was more upset about it than I thought... I'll tell the others, please keep him there as long as you can. Don't let him leave," He said just before ending the call.

You looked down at your D.D.D., letting out a small sigh as you turned toward your bedroom door.

Did your departure have something to do with this? Maybe you could help in some way.

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Mammon insisted on sleeping in the same room as you, even if it had to be on the floor. When you were still awake, he'd started rambling on about his brothers and how annoyed he was, and you couldn't help but feel bad for him. He must be going through so much internally, and you were glad he was letting it out, even if it was under a cloak of sarcasm and pettiness.

In the middle of his rambling, though, you heard the front door swing open. Mammon jumped to his feet immediately, worried that there might be an intruder. Lucifer slammed the door to your room open, his brothers spilling out into the room after him.

Asmodeus immediately lept toward his white-haired brother, squeezing him in a tight embrace. "Mammon! Don't leave us!" He whined. "If you're gone, who am I going to party with?! Who's going to be there to splurge on shopping with me, hm?! I can't exactly take Levi or Satan with me!! Leaving is too cruel, Mammon! Too cruel!!"

The eldest looked down at the Avatar of Envy, tilting his head toward Mammon, motioning for him to 'go'. Leviathan shuffled over to his brother, looking up at him with an apologetic expression on his face. "I'm sorry, Mammon. I didn't mean to go blaming you and stuff, that's only what a normie would do. I didn't mean to make you leave!" Beelzebub came up after them, scooping all three of his brothers up into a tight hug, making Mammon wheeze as he tried to breathe properly. "O-Oi—!" "Don't leave Mammon!" The gluttonous demon sobbed, holding his brothers close.

"Beel, let them breathe." Satan chuckled softly, patting the sin on the shoulder. Belphegor and Lucifer stood behind the rest of them, the Avatar of Sloth feeling less enthusiastic than the rest of his brothers, though he could hardly blame them. Lucifer cleared his throat. "Release them, Beelzebub," He demanded. Beelzebub did as told, allowing the gasping demons in his arms to fall to the floor.

"W-What's this all about, huh?! Why're ya all actin' so weird?!" Mammon asked, grasping his chest as if to try and steady his heart beat. Asmodeus grabbed him by the shoulders. "Because you came to the human world to escape us! Because you were through with us, no?"

Mammon blinked.

"I have a modeling gig tomorrow..." He muttered out, making the entire room go silent. You bit your lip, a very frightening aura being emitted from the eldest sin. "And... That's the only reason why you left?"

The Avatar of Greed nodded, causing Leviathan to immediately recoil. Asmodeus kept his arms wrapped around him, tears streaming down his face. "Don't joke around like that again!! I thought I lost the only other interesting person in the House of Lamentation!" He whined.

Mammon scoffed, a small smirk forming on his face. "Of course ya'd be distraught! Losing the one and only Mammon is the most horrible thing that could happen! Ya should be greatful that I didn't!"

Silence fell upon the room once more, with the acception of Asmo's sobbing.

Lucifer then turned to you, a vein bulging from his forehead.

"MC, you would happen to have rope, do you?"

Hope you liked it, anon!

[dearhargrove]

Hi 🤍 I'm the anon that requested the previous fic. I absolutely loved it. I felt much calmer after reading it, thank you. 🤍 Could I request another one with the prompts 1, 16 and 24 from the same promptlist ? Thank you so much ♥️♥️♥️ Please take care of yourself.

hugs & pizza

Billy Hargrove x f!reader (gender not specified though I think)

summary you had a shitty day, but what are boyfriends there for if not cheering you up (and getting you pizza)?

word count 993

prompts (from @urfriendlywriter) used hugs first kinda love. seeing each other after work? hugs. and being picked up during hugs, brushes of lips with shaky breaths and a tired smile after a long day, little teasing pecks after kissing passionately

warnings some swear words, nothing else :)

a/n tysm for requesting again!! Appreciate it a lot. However this is very similar to the previous oneshot I posted lol

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Another long day filled with exams, annoying teachers and not seeing your boyfriend once. You guessed he had either skipped school or just skipped the few classes that would usually allow you to see each other in the hallways. Whatever it was, you were slightly pissed especially as he hadn't even joined you during lunch break; something he always did.

It was almost 8 PM, your homework and several essays were strewn all over your desk and some other school books lay discarded on your bed. You weren't in a good mood. You miss your boyfriend, you're stressed and your day has been utter shit.

You groan at another question you had no clue how to answer - another thirty minutes of research looming over your head. You're contemplating just giving up and crying instead when the door to your room opens and your mother calls your name gently.

"Hm?" You groan, not even looking at her as you've buried your head in your arms. You hear her chuckle and shuffle in her place before the smell of your favorite pizza wafts into your room. That makes your perk your head up, however there's not just pizza as a surprise but also your boyfriend.

Billy stands next to your mom, leaning against the frame of your door. His red dress shirt is almost halfway unbuttoned and his denim jacket is slung over his arm. He smirks lazily at you and turns to your mother to say something you can't make out. Whatever he says makes her nod understandingly and hand him the pizza carton (which you're still eyeing with a grumbling stomach) before she leaves, closing the door behind her.

Now it's just you and him (and the pizza and your mountain of unfinished work you're choosing to actively ignore).

"How're you doing, baby?" He greets with his raspy voice and sets the carton containing the unhealthy but delicious food down on your dresser. You watch him as he starts gathering the books and folders from your bed, stacking them up and putting them on your desk so neatly it surprises you.

You sigh at his inquiry and pout, stretching your arms out. He gets the message and leans down to where you're sitting and wraps his arms around you, pulling you off the desk chair and into his arms.

"Bad day?" He guesses, one hand stroking along your back and the other hand simply resting on your hip. "Horrible day," you correct.

He huffs amusedly at your obvious disdain at the memory of today, but presses a loving kiss to your temple.

"Want me to make it better?" He asks cockily - fully knowing he had the ability to do so and that you would agree. Before agreeing you pull back and slap his shoulder, remembering how awfully alone he had dared to leave you.

"Where were you today? I was waiting at our spot the whole lunch period."

He winces and pulls a minimal grimace before schooling his expression and moving the hand that had rested on your hip to your cheek, gently cupping it and stroking his thumb over your puffy under eyes. "I know, I'm sorry. Max is sick and as much as she pisses me off I didn't want to leave her by herself."

That changes your mood from annoyed to worried, a frown appearing on your face. "How sick is she? Just a cold?" He nods and absentmindedly presses another few kisses to your forehead - whether that was to calm himself or you wasn't clear to you.

"You should've called me! I would've come over with some soup or something," you huff. "No, love. You do enough for us," he denies, effortlessly lifting you with his hands under your thighs, making your legs wrap around his waist to hold yourself up.

"Not gonna argue about that again," you simply say, knowing no matter how often you'd tell him you wanted to help whenever you could he wouldn't accept it without feeling guilty.

He smiles and agrees, though his mind is seemingly elsewhere as he leans in to passionately kiss you.

You welcome it, the stress of the day leaving your body as he hums against your lips. This goes on for at least another minute and then you pull back, eyes falling on the forgotten pizza box.

You try to get out of his hold but he just keeps you there, pressing kisses to your lips.

"Billy-!" You try to stop him but he just ignores you. It makes you laugh, his teeth clanking against yours as he continues with the pecking. "Stop," you finally manage to say between the presses of his lips to yours.

He huffs unhappily and has a deadpan stare as he looks at you again, "What? You don't want my love anymore?"

You roll your eyes and mumble 'dramatic' under your breath (which he definitely hears) before half-wrestling yourself out of his grip. He unhappily lets you and scoffs in surprise as you head straight for the greasy, oily food that slowly overpowers the smell of your scented candle, making your room smell heavenly.

"Ditching me for pizza. I see," he comments, dramatically falling back on your bed. You ignore him and start eating it, almost moaning at the taste. "This is so fucking good," you say before taking another bite.

He shakes his head with a laugh and scoots up to the headboard, shoes discarded somewhere around your bed. "At least sit with me," he beckons you over and you do; pizza carton held in your hands as you seat yourself sideways on his thighs.

He grabs a slice for himself, pausing in between bites to hold it out for you to take bites as you search for a TV program you could watch.

When you find one you lean into his chest, still munching on the food. "Love you," you mumble and he smiles, leaning his head against yours and reciprocating the statement.

[bettsfic]

Hi Betts!

I recently read your newsletter on your drafting process (I actually read multiple updates in your newsletter…. But I digress). I have a question about updrafts. Can you explain (maybe with a fake example) the difference between the updrafts and down drafts? I get the core difference. But I’ve been trying this approach, first, getting the words down. And then me being the constant editor that I am, when I can, I go to tweak my work and I’m not sure if I should then label it an updraft. I’m not necessarily proud of the edits or at least not a hundred percent sold on them. So would that particular chapter still be a down draft? Or am I overthinking this? Lol.

(anon is referring to this issue of my newsletter.)

if you're editing while you're writing, then you're skipping straight to the up draft. sometimes that can happen if you have a scene very clearly rendered in your head and manage to write it in a way you're happy with off the bat. for me, that's somewhat rare, but it happens.

where that becomes a problem is when you force yourself to up draft by being unable to stop self-editing. a lot of writers have this problem, because many people only understand writing as rough draft and final draft, where the final draft is more or less a proofread. you have to train yourself out of that by learning how to write in different ways. down drafting is its own skill, the ability to tell yourself, DON'T THINK JUST WRITE AAAAAAAA.

an activity you can do to develop that skill is what i call the No Backspace Freewrite. to do this, you need to set a timer for 3 minutes. during those 3 minutes your goal is to type constantly the entire time (no pausing! none!) without hitting the backspace key, even if what you type ends up being "i don't know what to type i'm just figuring out what to say what i want to say is..." then you take a break and set the timer for 5 minutes. the first few times you do this activity, you probably won't come up with anything good. but as you do it more, you'll start to find sentences and phrases that make you go, "oh that's pretty good, i can keep that."

and once you get really comfortable finding a single sentence or phrase amid hundreds of useless words, it becomes a lot easier to turn your self-editor off and down draft without skipping immediately to the up draft. basically, you have to teach yourself how to flip the switch of your inner self-editor.

i'm hoping to write part 3 of my "how to write a novel" series on revision soon, which will hopefully offer more insight. the SFD process is only how you get to a first draft. my revision process (which involves discrete, actionable tasks and activities because in my heart i am and will always be an english teacher) will help give a greater scope so that the distance between down-up-dental isn't as wide as it seems to be.

[differenteagletragedy]

ol boys with an mcthat is like the girls from h20 but instead of a mermaid they turn into a siren. More monster like features like gills, claws, maybe fangs. I love monsters (i am the ghost mc anon you will see me quite frequently.)

Hi yes hello, welcome welcome!

-- Imagine, if you will, you go to Hawaii when you're like 16 to visit Ma's family. You go out to the beach alone one night, magic happens, and now you are a siren whenever you come into contact with water.

(I felt the need for a prologue because I wasn't super familiar with h20 lol so now the scene is set)

-- Cove. Is. Obsessed. This is the coolest thing he's ever seen in his whole entire life.

-- He really wanted to go to the beach with you when you first got back, you tried to get out if it but he knew something was up so you finally explained that now you have a little issue you need to deal with when it comes to water. He thinks you're just teasing, so you go with him and get in, then boom, old (old old) school siren -- bird legs, human torso, bird wings, claws on your hands, gills on your neck, but your same old head and face so you can be like "I told you, dummy."

-- He has questions. Can you fly? Can you breathe underwater? Can you show him how to do this too?

-- Yeah, he's gonna have to feel them feathers.

-- Basically Cove is just as attached to you as ever, but you're even cooler now. Is he secretly hoping for another sunshower? Yup. If you get an apartment together, does he "accidentally" spray water on you when he's doing the dishes?

You, suddenly standing in the kitchen with your wings knocking stuff off the counter: Could you just not?

Cove: I didn't do anything. *pet pet*

-- Derek doesn't see you nearly as often as Cove, of course, so it takes him longer to see it firsthand. But you do talk on the phone a lot, so after it happened he could tell something was up when you were talking and you felt comfortable enough to tell him.

-- He's there if you want to talk about this new challenge, or if you need to brainstorm workarounds because water is a lot of places.

-- The first time he sees it is when he comes over to visit you and Cove. You're hanging out at Cove's house and Cove is like "show him show him!"

-- Derek doesn't want you to do anything you're uncomfortable with ever, and if you don't want him to see then that's fine, but Cove just won't shut up about it or eventually slings some water at you (I said he was obsessed!) and boom, there it is.

-- He's taken aback, but obviously very polite about it. He has questions too, but he wants to know more about if you're ok than about your new abilities.

-- If you end up with Derek, he is prepared. It doesn't rain much in SoCal, but he's got an umbrella in his car just in case. If rain is in the forecast, stay put, he can get you anything you need. If you're even at a restaurant, he's got his eye on the water pitcher like it's his job.

-- Baxter does find out by accident -- it's when you go hiking together at the lodge. You weren't going to tell him, it was just going to be a summer fling and turning into a siren is like a lot for a casual relationship, but when you go over the stream, he's in such a good mood that he gives you a little splash. Whoops.

-- OP I know you didn't ask how they found out, but we are in too deep now.

-- Just you and Baxter standing in the woods looking at each other wide-eyed for like 10 minutes.

-- Baxter isn't obsessed like Cove is, but he does think it's very interesting. He's a little weirdo (I love him so much), so being with someone so unique is going to be something he likes.

-- Maybe you have the power to control water (the H20 girls had powers, according to my thorough research) -- guess who's actually going to feel safe enough to go into the ocean a little now!

-- He's also protective. He can pull little pranks for fun in some cases (see other headcannons lol) but when it's important, he's going to treat it as such.

You looking at Baxter drinking water when you're out to dinner: You're not going to pull a fast one on me, are you?

Baxter, surprised and a little hurt: I wouldn't dream of it.

-- Baxter giving you a siren bath, so tender.

[inchidentally]

Firstly just want to say I love your posts and opinions <3 Sorry this is a bit long, I only lurk around so I wanted to share my thoughts with someone (if that’s alright!)

As a Lando fan through all his teammates, I really love his dynamic with Oscar the most. I love that Lando always brings up how good Oscar is (even though everyone in the world loves to spread the narrative that Lando is washed because a rookie beat him*), and I love that Oscar is always supportive of Lando’s achievements too. They both put the team first before all else, and what happens in the race will stay in the race (no hard feelings after). Despite what the media pushes them to say or the narratives in articles, they both have a quiet understanding of each other and a lot of respect. What they have now is really sweet and I’m really hoping none of this would change for the years to come, even if they have a race winning car. Of course as a Lando fan first, I want him to win all the races, and I’m sure Oscar fans want Oscar to win all the races, but I hope that everyone can also learn to let what happens in a race stay in the race, just like them. For me anyone who shades/hates on either of them in any way just gets an instant block, I don’t want to hear it <3

*I hate how people always turn to shitting on Lando instead of saying Oscar is also good and equally competent?? I know Lando is supposed to be more experienced but he’s also young and he’s apparently never allowed to make mistakes. And I think not giving Oscar the credit is also disrespectful to him.

I also do hope this year they are even more comfortable with each other and will hang out more outside of races (even if they don’t share it). More than the media stuff, I am always so much more happy when they do something on their own, like how we found out Oscar was also in one of the planes from the recreating Instagram photos video, or that photo of them playing cards, that photo of them eating together in the paddock, or “what happened in Vegas stays in Vegas” that still haunts my mind….. (hate Vegas GP though, burn it).

tldr; Oscar is good for Lando and Lando has always been good in Oscar’s eyes, and can next season come faster

tysm anon and I'm sorry to be so late replying !!

god I am the same anon - I don't personally have favorites bc his dynamic with Carlos and Daniel was so much abt him being the baby duckling (and that on track Lando struggled privately w insecurity so much his rookie season whereas his confidence was building separate from what Daniel was experiencing). but what I love about the Oscar era is the way Lando just like, blossomed into McLaren being his home and his team when Oscar made such strong gestures to acknowledge Lando that way.

like so many ppl questioned Lando's ability to be in the senior/experienced/leadership role and wondered if he'd always prefer to be a little brother for a couple more years yet (and I think Lando wondered that too).

god yea I am so happy to leave ppl who try to pit teammates against each other in their own filth. like, enjoy being full of impotent rage ig?? bc apart from a VERY few instances these teammates are always able to be professional - and if they were already friends, remain friends. not only has Andrea instilled this from the start with Lando and Oscar, neither of them literally ever has had a history of friction w teammates or w each other. we've been through Monza before their relationship had even gotten settled so we're fine lol

and anon so far I'm genuinely amazed at how much content we're getting of them, of their own volition and McLaren's sm. the McLaren media fell off so hard right when the double podiums happened so I was worried that was how it was going to stay for 2024. hopefully stays this way!

[tsutsumi-kurose]

This is random but to go along with your theory about nene hurting amane: in the bakeneko ryokan AU, she's a bakeneko like Hanako, and she actively craves human flesh.

Also, in the teen school drama/hanako of magic AU, she's a witch with magical powers! (among them are tsukasa and aoi... maybe this is just a kannagi thing? Still!)

While Nene exhibits magical-ish abilities in Hanako (turning into a fish, peeling off yorishiro seals, and performing powerful salt exorcisms) it's curious that she keeps getting these non-human roles in AUs...considering that Nene is still explicitly alive and human in the main series, and all. IDK, even if Nene isn't hurting Amane this is all really suspicious. I'm getting the feeling that Nene's death may not equal her exit from the story... 🤔

…anon are you gonna make me believe my theory spiral I said I didn’t actually believe in 😭 lol because that is SUCH an interesting point omg. I definitely agree with you that nene will die but it won’t be the end for her!! seeing all these aus next to each other certainly does raise questions 👀 I would honestly kind of love to see a flesh eating supernatural nene… imagine the angst… all the different emotions… simply how cool it would be lol love to believe that’s a possibility!! and you certainly have me thinking it could happen!! even the mermaid curse has always been interesting and a little under explored imo!! I think there’s a lot of questions there for sure. and the tsukasa and aoi magic au point is really interesting too… because yes they’re all kannagi, but aoi and tsukasa have both also had “corrupted” forms/are in questionable states of self… could that happen to nene in her own way/time? this all gives so much to think about when put together!!

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[lucidapricity]

Hi! Hope you're doing well and you're healthy! I have a few questions about your fic if u don't mind 🦚

1. What limit would y/n have to break in order for the angels mental state to switch from being infatuated with her to "she said/did this? she must die" like is there ANYTHING she could say or do that goes so FAR as to make them WILLINGLY kill her?

2. what if y/n found out about their identity earlier? Like she has this ability that just...heightens her perception and would let her know that the guys she hangs out with has an otherworldly presence?

3. I had saw ur drawing of jin and I was wondering instead of y/n being silent, what if she said "no I don't like those animals they disturb me for such and such reasons" would he still have transformed?

4. Let's say y/n was rich, how would the boys react if she told them "it was nice hanging out with y'all but I'm moving countries I'll miss you <3" and this is ofc before anything drastic happens. Would they give up their home to follow her in secrecy or perhaps...kidnap her?-

5. And this is a rather silly question but I can't stop picturing y/n asking jungkook or hobi if she can climb them. She's like "sometimes I can't tell if I'm standing near a person or near a giraffe but anyway, can you pick me up?"

hello dear anon! i will try to answer your questions to the best of my ability w/o spoiling WotN

it really does depend on which fallen you are referring to. some of them are nonchalant and do not care about the crude things the reader has to say about their personal lives, but there are others where they'll literally unalive reader w/o caring about what namjoon thinks. like, they love her so much but they're unstable beings with certain complexes. idk what she could possibly say to irk them to that point where they finally snap but anything is eventually possible.

if the reader found about them earlier, OH BOY WOULD SHE TRY TO AVOID THEM AS MUCH AS POSSIBLE. i had the reader's goals in mind to have a decent and some-what mundane life to comfortable live in so to have 7 random ass fallen angels try to keep her as a "pet", this fic would turn into something like a hunt, predator(s) vs prey yk. reader would try to find ways to eliminate the fallens in desperation to go back to normalcy and the fallens are finding ways to find their precious little mortal. this does sound like another good fic idea so like maybe i'd eventually make some kind of spinoff to WotN with this kind of route in mind.

yeah jin would've done it regardless, he's a show-off in WotN + he does not really care for her opinion. (if anyone is asking, this drawing doesn't exist anymore, i've deleted it awhile back while cleaning my account and won't be taking asks about it)

no amount of wealth or distance will prevent the fallens from having the reader. their home serves more of as a flight base (lol), if and when they're able to retrieve the reader once more, they'll take her back to her 'rightful' home. so yes, they would kidnap her but not leave their newly found home.

they would both gladly let her climb on top of them! they both have extremely big interests in reader (in two different ways) and are ecstatic to make her happy (depending on if this is kidnapped reader or reader with freedom still). even though they aren't the "tallest" out of all of the fallens, they'll still give her the height that she wants lol

[davidlcki]

more bruce wayne fics please <3 maybe some comfort and soft kissing after bruce comes home from a night out as the batman? i love ur writing sm

snowy nights

thank you so much for this request anon!! i’d do anything for this man <3

pairing: pattinson!bruce wayne/ reader

warnings: cursing, i think that’s it lol

i really hope this isn’t too bad, i haven’t been feeling the best unfortunately :( i also struggle writing bruce sometimes considering he dosent show the widest range of emotions in the movie, but i’m trying my best! i hope you all enjoy!

whenever bruce went out as batman, you wouldn’t sleep till he got back. it was just how it was, no matter how much he begged you not to, you cared too much and wanted to make sure he was okay.

tonight was like any other, you paced the manor silently, filled with anxiety as you wondered what he was up to. the sound of his motorcycle snapped you from your thoughts, and your feet hurriedly carried you down to the batcave.

you could tell he was in pain the moment you laid eyes on him. he already had his cowl off and you could see him visibly relax at the sight of you.

“hey” your voice was soft as you help him pull his armor off. “where are you hurt?” you ask, though your question was pretty quickly answered upon removing his shirt. there was a large bruise that ran across his side.

“i need to shower” he moans quietly in pain, making his way with you upstairs and to the master bathroom of wayne manor. he stops in the doorway, turning to look at you. you look back, and there’s a few beats of silence. “yeah?”

“arent you coming?” he questions, gesturing to the shower. you smile a little, making your way over to him and stripping most of your clothes on the way. the water felt great on the both of you, washing your aches and worries down the drain. you grab bruce’s shampoo, pouring way too much of it on his head when he wasn’t paying attention. he turns to look at you, his lips were pressed together to form a line as he tried to keep on his serious facade, you give an innocent smile. quickly, he snatches his shampoo and pours an ungodly amount onto you.

“BRUCE! i did NOT pour that much!” you giggle and attempt to wrestle the bottle out of his hands. wrestling in the shower while covered in soap was NOT the best idea, as the two of you pretty quickly wiped out and ended up on the tile floor.

“fuck, are you alright?” you instantly turn to bruce who was holding his side, but laughing. he was laughing. a smile was now plastered on your face as you watch him laugh until he couldn’t breathe, laying flat on his back and covered in soap.

“come onnn come onnn let’s get up” you manage to get out through your own laughter, but upon taking his hand he grabs you and pulls you down on top of him. “bruce!” you sigh with exaggeration, looking down at your still giggling lover. finally, he calms down, looking up at you to the best of his ability with the water that continued to pour over you two. there were love hearts in the both of your eyes as you lean down to connect your lips with his.

“we should probably get out and make sure your ribs aren’t fucking broken now” you mutter against his lips. although neither of you wanted to get up and finish showering, you did.

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upon being dressed and looking out the window, you noticed the snow falling outside. it must have been falling for a while because you couldn’t see the grass anymore.

“you didn’t tell me it was snowing, we should go out for a little!” you don’t give bruce a moment to answer as you dash off to grab your coat and boots, along with bruce’s.

“isn’t it a little late for playing in the snow?” bruce gives you a lopsided smile as he watches you get dressed.

“it’s never too late to play in the snow. plus, you know how it is here, by the time we get up tomorrow half of it will be melted. now come on!” you smile, basically running to the front door and stepping out into the chilly night. you knew bruce wasn’t in best shape, so the both of you took it easy, simply enjoying the beauty and the silence that came with the snow. the two of you were stood in the garden, lost in some random conversation. when you finished your sentence, you realized bruce was just gazing at you. his head was tilted to the side in awe, and a soft smile graced his lips.

“what?” you smile, looking away at his sudden intense gaze.

“nothin, just, you’re beautiful” his voice was quiet, as usual, but something in his tone was so very real. he takes your gloved hands in his, carefully pulling you into him enough so he could connect his lips with yours. they were soft, along with his touches as he settles his hands on the small of your back. the two of you stay like this for a while, absorbing each other’s presence as the snow falls silently around you.

[blueskittlesart]

What are your thoughts on what power means in the triforce? In some games, it’s said that the hero must have a balanced heart to wield the triforce (which means demonstrating courage, wisdom, and power). It’s clear how Zelda and Link show wisdom and courage respectively, but how do they each wield power? What does power even mean for them?

i love you i love you i lov eyou anon holy shit this is such an interesting topic to talk about im going to write a 10 page essay about this. god.

"power" is deliberately vague, i think, so that it can easily be attributed to ganon/demise, the "evil" side of the triforce. but the reason ganon turns to evil is almost always an overt display of ambition without balance. he wants the POWER to rule hyrule without the WISDOM to understand that responsibility, which is why hyrule under his rule turns so quickly to ruin. (i think he and zelda are foils moreso than him and link, because wisdom is more often than not the element he lacks, which may also be why zelda is so often the "sacrifice" to revive or unseal ganon--sacrificing wisdom for greater power but losing one's morality in the process.)

the most interesting exploration of the concept of balance of the triforce's 3 sides comes, unfortunately for me, from twilight princess. not the game itself but the manga, which handled the entire theme of corruption infinitely better and more coherently than that mess of a game. sorry this isnt a twilight princess slander essay i promise but i have to complain a little bit. anyway the manga has an arc which explores link's steady decline as he prioritizes courage and power and lacks wisdom, leading him eventually to an extremely dark place. (this all happens directly after zelda is imprisoned by ganon which i think was a REALLY smart way to overtly connect link's decline to an out-of-balance triforce and a lack of wisdom. anyways.) there's also some interesting exploration of how GANON handles his lack of balance in this manga but it's not actually relevant to this question so. i will shut the fuck up about it for now. anyway this manga is the framework around which i think about balance in terms of both link and zelda so I had to give you that context before i get into the actual answer lol

as for your. actual question of how link and zelda show power respectively. i honestly think it's quite obvious for link lol. it can be taken literally as power in battle. Link is able to take down monsters that have terrorized entire civilizations for years. he is always a fairly skilled fighter initially, even when he is as young as nine years old. the twilight princess manga arc i mentioned before only serves to reinforce this, i think, as his fall from grace is explicitly because he becomes too confident in his own power and combat ability. There's a point to be made about how many links are explicitly left-handed swordfighters (again. a point in the tp manga that forever changed how i thought about link. agh.) left-handedness gives one a huge advantage in a fight, because most people are right-handed and therefore most people will have only ever trained against a right-handed person, making attacks from the left much harder to deflect and adapt to. It's a natural, POWERFUL advantage that he has over everyone he fights. link is just a naturally powerful kid, which obviously does not ever work out super well for him but i think that speaks to how power is the most unstable side of the triforce--it's easy to see it as a natural blessing, but it's also the easiest to exploit or turn to evil.

zelda on the other hand is a little more complicated, because a lot of her character is rooted in powerlessness. i'll use oot as the obvious example: 9-year-old zelda KNOWS that ganondorf is not to be trusted, but her voice continuously falls on deaf ears to the point that she accepts help from another nine-year-old. no one will listen to her, and this powerlessness explicitly sets off the chain of events leading to ganon's takeover of hyrule. And i think that in plenty of games, zelda does start out at odds with the triforce of power by design. In oot she reclaims her power through becoming sheik. in breath of the wild, another zelda who struggles with feeling powerless in the face of the calamity, she reclaims her power (and arguably gains courage) when she steps in front of a dying link to save him. actually botw zelda's balance of the elements of the triforce is a can of worms i should NOT open here because this post is already way too long. in any case, zelda is often unbalanced at the start of her story, and it's usually through the reclamation of her own power (after link rescues her in most games, though i tend to like the games where she does it on her own better) that she is able to, in tandem with link, defeat ganon.

[prrism]

i read your fic about us taking care of a little phil, it was super cute 😍 and i kinda want more… so if it’s alright with you could we maybe get a continuation to that fic? but like whatever it was that turned phil little now turned techno little? (sorry if i’m ramblin too much)

Awww 🥰, lol I’m glad you liked the brain rot my dear anon. No guarantee this’ll be good but I tried my best 😄

Teacup Pig

Summary: After last weeks incident with Phil you thought the whole thing had blown over, oh how wrong you were…

Characters: Techno x Reader, a bit of Phil x Reader too

Relationships: platonic

Pronouns: unspecified/kept neutral

The morning started off normal enough, you were just cleaning up after breakfast when there’s a knock on the door. Upon answering it you see your dear friend Phil standing there looking extremely nervous.

"Hey Phil, everything okay?" You ask with concern, raising an eyebrow.

"Hi mate, sooo… I may need some help…" He trails off, furthering your concern.

"What happened?"

"Might be better if I just show you." He says stepping aside. You don’t see anything at first, then you hear a soft oinking sound and look down at the little piglin that looked very familiar. You look between him and Phil for a second.

"No! Your kidding! This is a joke right?" You gap, having almost forgotten last weeks in event with the elytrian you could not believe this was happening again.

"I wish it was."

"What do you guys do that prompts this to happen!? And don’t think I forgot you avoiding that answer last time." You point out.

"I can’t answer that right now." Phil says scratching at the back of his head.

"Why not? How is it you guys trust me enough with certain things, but the second I ask a single question you’re suddenly all secretive?" You ask exasperated.

"Listen, I know you’re frustrated, and I promise to explain everything I can once I return but I really need your help with this, please." Phil pleads, you let out a large sigh.

"Fine." You say. "I better get that explanation or you can look for another babysitter if this happens again." You scold, Phil nods and with that he takes off leaving you with Techno, who’d been sitting rather patiently on the porch steps.

"Hey Techno," you soften your voice and call his attention. "Do you recognize me? Can you speak or at least understand me?" You ask looking at him, he stands up, offers a small oink and pads his way inside your house. "Guess that answers that." You mutter, seems this was similar to Phil’s situation. What was with your hybrid friends being turned back to children that made them loose their ability to speak English? You sigh, you’d get your explanation one way or another.

You weren’t too sure what to expect when it comes to someone like Techno, child or not he was still as hard to read as ever. Though you had to admit, seeing him try so hard to do something on his own, like reach for a snack on one of the higher shelves, before giving up and looking at you with a puppy dog stare was hilariously adorable. He’d constantly shift his appearance too, one second he was his simple hybrid self the next he looked like a proper baby piglin, although you were pretty sure this wasn’t an intentional thing. You brought him outside to exhaust some of his energy since he seemed to have mountains of it, letting him "hunt" and pests that were near the field. By hunt of course we mean chasing off various animals like wild sheep and cows that tried to wander close, yes he was a fearsome warrior who could hold his own in battle better then you ever could, but right now he was but a child so you handled the more aggressive mobs that tried to come by yourself. You also enlisted his help with some farming, he took particular interest in potatoes and carrots for some reason, not that you were complaining. Bringing everything inside again you got to work making some lunch.

"Hey Tech, think you could grab some water for me?" You ask kindly, prepping some vegetables. When you get no response of any form you look over your shoulder to see he’d disappeared. "Uhhh, Techno? Where’d you go?" You look out the window, wondering if he went back outside, nothing. You check the living room, nothing. "This is just great. Where could he have gone?" You can feel the panic rising inside you as you wonder where he ran off to, a quiet whine directs your attention towards your study/enchantment room. Peeking inside you sigh in relief when you see Techno was there but your expression drops once you notice he’s curled into himself, grasping at his head as if it were in pain. It doesn’t take you long to piece together what could be causing this, remembering when Techno told you about his little problem. "Voices acting up?" You speak with a calming tone. "Suppose being how you are right now you’re not as… tolerant, I guess." You carefully sit next to him. In a moment of surprise at your presents he swipes at you, scratching your arm, not too badly but defiantly enough to draw some blood.

Before you let anything else happen you wrap an arm around him acting as a bit of a restraint, unsurprised when he starts to struggle against your hold. With your free hand you gently message his head and back in as soothing a manner as you can, you then begin to hum a random melody to try and calm him farther. Outwardly you looked like you knew what you were doing, on the inside you were freaking out, unsure if this would actually help or if you were about to let yourself get mauled if he managed to free himself from your grip. You close your eyes took deep breaths to help calm yourself as you continued doing what you hoped would help for the next several minutes. When you felt him stop struggling did you dare peek an eye open to see him actually lean into the touch, his face still looked neutral but there was a content, calmness to it this time. Daring yourself, you release your grip on him, when there’s no sudden reaction to strike you use both hands to message at his temples or draw little designs on his back, all the while still humming away to the melody in your head. After several more minutes you feel him lean his full weight into you but you don’t stop your actions, partly unsure what to do next, when you hear soft snoring do you finally take a pause and look at his sleeping figure.

"Well, looks like we’re skipping lunch." You whisper to yourself with a soft chuckle. With Techno being the size of basically a toddler or small child it was extremely easy to lift him up, wrapping his cape around him like a blanket and carry him out of the study and back into the living room. You set him down on the couch, taking a moment to see his peaceful expression, a rare sight to be sure before going to patch up your arm. You make yourself a light lunch, saving the idea you originally had for later. As the afternoon slowly rolled into evening did something happen, a whirling type sound somewhat similar but not quite to that of a nether portals echoed in the house, making you look up from your book and over at Techno who was still very much asleep but now back to normal.

"Oh thank goodness." You sigh in relief to yourself, as fun and interesting as it was watching him as a child, it was exhausting all the same. You stood up and walk over before hesitating. It might not be the wisest to try and wake him unexpectedly so instead you turn and head to the kitchen to make some steak and potatoes for dinner (I’m making myself hungry). About halfway into steaming the carrots do you hear a groan come from the couch where the piglin hybrid finally starts to stir.

"Have a nice nap?" You ask in a playful tone. He looks over and narrows his eyes at you before sitting up properly.

"Hmm, looks like it finally wore off." He drones.

"Yeah, mind explaining what it is to me by the way?" You ask more seriously this time.

"Nah, we can save that for later, I’m starving now." He says with a smirk, you just roll your eyes.

"Whatever, it’s your own fault you missed lunch." You joke, slightly.

"Bruh, was absolutely not… I’d forgotten how much of a headache they can be." He says the last part a little more to himself. "Uhh, and thanks I guess." He speaks up again and you look over confused. "For the help. Your arm alright?" You let out an amused hum, looking down at your bandaged arm.

"Yeah, I’m fine, it doesn’t hurt anymore." You say unwrapping it, the scratch had healed decently, a few scabs here and there but those would disappear soon enough. "And you’re welcome." There’s a sudden knock at the door, you quickly go to answer it.

"I’m back! And I see everything’s sorted itself out?" Phil asks uncertain.

"Not everything." You start. "Why don’t you come in, dinner's basically done so why don’t you two stay awhile and finally tell me what’s been going on." You suggest stepping aside to let Phil in…

Will I be continuing this? Idk, probably not unless ya really want more

[nerdy-talks]

best underrated anime in your opinion??

Another wonderful Anon with another difficult yet welcomed question (´｡• ω •｡`)

I will try to follow the same layout as I did with the manga recommendations ask. These are the anime series that instantly come to mind that, in my humble opinion, are underrated :

Underrated Anime #1 :

91 Days

Why aren't more people talking about this series?! I've watched 91 Days at least a half dozen times, and it never gets old. This anime is set back during the Prohibition Era and follows a young man determined to avenge his family who were murdered by top members of a mob/organized crime family. In order to get close to them, he inserts himself into their world and works his way to the top. I genuinely love this anime so much. It's really sad, but is beautifully written and executed. I highly recommend watching the English Dub, mostly because I think the English voice actors do a perfect job with the accents and turn-of-phrase used during that time period. If you enjoy Crime Dramas, then please give 91 Days a chance. It's a 12 episode anime, so it's definitely manageable. Just be prepared for the ending. Despite watching it several times already... I'm still conflicted lol

Underrated Anime #2 :

Gangsta

I was so disappointed to find out this anime was discontinued, especially since it ended on a cliffhanger. From my understanding, the main cause was due to the production studio going bankrupt. Despite this, I really enjoyed Gangsta enough to hold onto a tiny shred of hope for a second season (I just won't hold my breath lol). Gangsta takes place in a town called Ergastulum and follows two "handymen" who conduct an array of different jobs. This anime is geared towards a mature audience, since it has prostitution, drugs, and other adult-themed elements in it. One unique detail is that one of the handymen, Nicolas, is deaf. If you enjoy darker themes and thrillers, then I'd suggest checking out Gangsta. It's 12 episodes long... Just keep in mind this anime does not have a second season, and may not ever be continued.

Underrated Anime #3 :

Kakuriyo Bed & Breakfast for Spirits

Little known fact about me : I adore supernatural themed anime. Series like Kamisama Kiss, Gugure! Kokkuri-san, Fruits Basket, and others all fit my taste perfectly. Kakuriyo Bed & Breakfast for Spirits is no different. This anime is about a human girl named Aoi who has the ability to see spirits. One day, an ogre appears and takes her back to an inn called Tenjin-ya that is run and patronized by ayakashi. Upon arriving, he reveals that Aoi's grandfather had made a deal with him. In exchange for forgiving the old man's debt, Aoi is to marry the ogre. Refusing the proposal of marriage, Aoi insists on working at the Bed & Breakfast in order to pay off the debt and ultimately earn back her freedom. This is such a wonderful anime. All of the characters are so cute and charming. And I'm a big fan of Aoi! She's not one of those useless or annoying anime protagonists. Quite the opposite, actually. I am currently watching Kakuriyo Bed & Breakfast for Spirits, and I'm loving every moment of it. It's 26 episodes long (I'm at episode 18), so a bit longer than the other series I've mentioned. But if you enjoy Supernatural Romance anime with some Comedy sprinkled in, then I highly recommend Kakuriyo Bed & Breakfast for Spirits (:

Underrated Anime #4 :

Aoharu X Machinegun

This is one of the many anime series that I wish would be blessed with a second season. Aoharu X Machinegun is about a high school student named Hotaru who mistakenly accuses her new neighbor, who happens to work as a host, of scamming her best friend. To defend the honor of her friend, Hotaru agrees to play a game of airsoft with the host, Matsuoka. In the process, Hotaru causes an extensive amount of damage before ultimately losing to Matsuoka. He then forces Hotaru to join his airsoft team, stating that it was the best way for Hotaru to pay off her debt. Plot twist : Matsuoka and his teammate, Yukimura, have no idea that Hotaru is actually a girl, a secret she needs to keep after learning that girls are not allowed on their team. This is a really enjoyable 12 episode anime series with a good amount of action, comedy, and some more intense/emotional scenes. So if you're interested in Airsoft or like Comedy and Action anime, then you might wanna check out Aoharu X Machinegun.

Underrated Anime #5 :

Servamp

You can't go wrong with a vampire anime, right? How about vampires that take the form of animals? Servamp fits both criteria. This series is about a boy named Mahiru who takes in what he thinks is a stray cat, only to inadvertently make a contract with a vampire, named Kuro (aka Sleepy Ash of Sloth). Shortly afterwards, Mahiru gets thrust into this once unknown world of vampires when Kuro's brother appears and vows to wage an all-out war against Kuro and their other siblings. I'd say this is arguably one of the better vampire themed anime currently out, at a total of 12 episodes. So if you enjoy Supernatural elements, Vampires, and little touches of Comedy and Action sprinkled in, then I recommend Servamp.

Honorable Mention :

Hakuoki (sometimes spelled Hakuouki)

I am happy to say that unlike some of the other series I listed here, this anime in particular was completed with a total of 3 Seasons, a set of OVAs, and 2 films... Not to mention all of the games for this franchise. This series takes place during the Edo period and follows a young lady named Chizuru. She travels to Kyoto to search for her father, only to be taken into custody by members of the Shinsengumi after witnessing them cutting down individuals who appear to be possessed. Upon realizing who Chizuru's father is, a man responsible for creating an elixir that turns those who drink it into invincible blood lusting beings called Furies, the Shinsengumi members decide to keep Chizuru close, expecting the girl to aid them in their search for her father. Hakuoki is a beautiful anime with even more beautiful artwork. If you enjoy Historical anime with Fantasy elements, then Hakuoki may appeal to you. Note : Hakuoki is also an otome game, so the anime can give off "reverse harem" vibes at times. But if you can overlook that if you're not into otome, then it can still be very enjoyable to watch (: