#and i grew up knowing them as some extremely avoidant people!!

[nohkalikai]

i truly can't articulate just how much strong, supportive friendships have changed me from being a very un-chill, suspicious, angry, scared, mistrustful person to someone who is secure, calm, trustful, and very willing to take risks. i want to be that sort of presence in other people's lives too. and the best part about having healthy friendships is that i know that i am a good presence in my friends' lives.

[buckysbabygorl]

Say It

Summary: Bucky hates you and the feeling is mutual. It didn’t matter if he was attractive, or heroic, he was a grade A pain in your ass. The petty insults and the constant staring. It unnerved you. But you know how to get under his skin….

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warnings: SMUT, enemies to lovers, swearing, gun use (no violence), begging, dom/brat dynamics

Sergeant Barnes was nothing more to Y/N than a nuisance.

He was always giving Y/N shit. At the compound, on the streets, during missions. He just never let up.

She did her best to avoid him, as being in the same room as him always brought out her worst.

He made her feel snippy and childish, resorting to constant defenses and quick retorts that left her with her head spinning afterwards.

It always felt like he got the final word, the last laugh, and it drove her crazy.

But with all his insults he dealt out, she had one solid retort. The one thing that could get under his skin… his army title.

Sergeant.

She wasn’t sure why, but nothing else phased him.

For him, it was the way she phrased it. Laced with disdain and contempt, throwing his authority back in his face.

His title be damned, she didn’t care. He may have been an authority figure in the army but he was by no means her superior. They were equals on the field and she made sure to remind him of that every chance he got.

She never called him by anything else, other than a few nicknames like asshole, dick, etc.

Never Barnes, never Bucky, never James.

Just sergeant.

And today was no exception.

Barnes and Y/N had both failed their firearms tests, or rather, neither had shown for their scheduled tests due to an emergency mission. Both were extremely skilled in their previous tests, but without passing the second time, neither of them would be reinstated as agents.

Not wanting to take any chances, Fury mandated bi-weekly training for the two. Why they had to train at the range at the same time, was beyond them.

“Your stance is off.”

Y/N huffed, glancing at Barnes out of the corner of her eye.

He stood to the side, arms crossed over his vest, gaze piercing under neath his protective glasses.

“Noted,” she chided, “Though your input wasn’t asked for, it’s noted.”

He chuckled, “Just trying to help. Wouldn’t want to fail your second time, would you?”

She reminded herself to unclench her jaw, nearly shattering her teeth in annoyance.

“I didn’t fail. I missed it. Same as you did.”

She sturdied herself, aiming for her target at the far end of the range.

She calmed herself, breathing in and out. In… and out… in—

“You’re gonna miss if you keep that stance.”

She growled, “Will you shut up and just let me shoot?”

“You need all the tips you can get, kid. No need to get hostile.”

A nickname she loathed, kid. He was always throwing it up in conversation, even when addressing her to other people. His constant reminder of how “young and inexperienced” she was.

“If you don’t stop talking, I’ll show you hostile.”

He stalked closer, leaning against the firing stall wall.

“Considering that you’re so inexperienced with a weapon, I don’t feel all that threatened.”

She disarmed her rifle and rested it, turning to face him.

“Right, right.” She said, “I have no experience with weapons. If only I had as much experience as you, tell me another fucking war story while you’re at it Sergeant.”

His face lost its smirk, dark blue eyes now glaring at her.

“You should show me some respect.”

She laughed, turning away from him.

“I should show you nothing, I don’t owe you anything.”

She picked up her rifle again, rearming it and getting set to shoot. She could feel his eyes boring into the side of her head. Her face grew hot, a trickle of sweat slipped down her temple.

Just breathe. Be steady, be certain. Fingers on the trigger, get ready…

“You gonna wait all day?”

That was it.

7 shots fired from the barrel, fast and paced with perfect precision.

7 holes left in the target’s chest, all she needed to pass.

She would be ready for upcoming test.

She disarmed her rifle once more, removing her tactical gloves and tossing them to the table.

“Anything else you care to say?” She asked.

His eyes had never left her form, and he smiled.

“Lucky shots.” He replied, “Hopefully they don’t clock your form on Friday.”

“Fuck you.”

She moved to walk passed him, her arm colliding with his shoulder.

He grabbed her wrist and whipped her back to the stall.

“Don’t talk to me like that. Be quiet and stand here.”

His hands gripped her hips hard, and he spread apart her legs with his. His stubble scraped her cheek, his breath hot on her ear.

He moved her as he spoke, his hands harsh and controlling. “Face the target squarely, feet shoulder width apart. Toes should face the fucking target flex your knees—”

His hips bucked against hers, “Lean forward towards the target. That’s how you take a fucking shot.”

He was breathing hard against her neck, his heart ramming against his chest. She hoped he couldn’t hear hers ramming too.

“That’s isosceles. I prefer the weaver stance.”

He didn’t move, and neither did she.

“Yeah?” He uttered, “You do that and you expose an area. Right here—”

His large hand wrapped around her torso, nearly encompassing her side.

“—that’s open from your armor. You get shot there, you die.”

She shoved him off of her, whipping around to face him.

“What difference does it make? They’re both accepted stances by the government’s protocol.”

“If you don’t give a fuck about your survival chances then why give a fuck about your test at all? Your stance matters.”

She stepped to him, her face inches from his.

“I give a fuck about my survival chances. Just because I don’t like your old school, traditional bullshit stance, doesn’t mean I don’t give a fuck about my test.”

“You refuse to take any criticism about your skills, it’s gonna get you killed.”

“Oh you’d like that, wouldn’t you?”

Their chests heaved in unison, their eyes wild as they dared to look at one another.

“Then you wouldn’t have to deal with the hot-shot rookie that knows more than you, that could replace you in a heart beat.”

Discarding his eyewear, he scoffed in her face. As he stalked forward, her back inched towards the opposite stall wall.

“You think you’re so much better than me, than everybody on this team. You couldn’t replace me, I’m one of the strongest and most experienced members on this team. You’re nothing but an entitled brat with your head in your ass. I can do more than you could possibly imagine.”

Things were turning dangerous. She hated that he insulted her age, she hated that he called her inexperienced, she hated that he was constantly fucking with her head. She hated that he looked so fucking hot when he was this angry, standing right in front of her.

“Oh yeah?”

She grabbed the tactical gloves and shoved them into his chest.

“Then why don’t you show me how it’s done—”

He watched as her lips snarled, hand pressed against his chest.

Don’t say it. Don’t you fucking say it.

She smirked.

“Sergeant.”

His hands flew up so fast.

Gloves fallen to the floor, her hands were pinned to the wall.

He pushed her up with his hips, body taut against her.

Her eyes were blown wide, lip dropping in awe.

“Say it again. I dare you.” He growled through gritted teeth, noses touching.

She urged her body not to tremble at his grasp, heat pooling in her abdomen.

He was testing her. Playing some twisted mind game. He wouldn’t hurt her, he wanted to see if she backed down. She wouldn’t.

“Sergeant.”

Blue eyes turned black.

His mouth was hard on hers, fingers digging desperately in her wrists. He pressed his hips forward, pushing his hardness into her clothed core.

She gasped into his lips and he took the chance to battle with her tongue. He ground himself against her again.

He pulled away, taking in her shocked gaze.

“You wanna mouth off to me? Give me attitude?”

He ducked his head into her neck and she shuttered. His hips continued their bucking.

“No respect… I’ll teach you how to behave.”

Her head was spinning, thoughts running wild from the man in front of her. All this hatred, all this fighting, now his hands were releasing hers and stripping off her vest.

Her hands were free now, why wasn’t she pushing him away?

She grabbed his shoulders to stable herself, watching as his hand dipped into her waistband. The other gripped the underside of her ass, keeping her clothed pussy right against his hardening cock.

He laughed to himself, “Is this you showing me hostile? Look at you now, nothing to say.”

She stifled a moan as his fingers drifted across her panties.

“Barnes, I—”

He awed, “There it is. No ‘sergeant’ this time, huh kid?”

He rubbed at her clit through the fabric, watching as she struggled to keep her composure.

Her nails dug into his shoulders, and he hissed.

“Don’t call me that.”

He leaned in to her neck, fingers shifting her panties to the side.

His voice vibrated against her throat.

“You don’t like it? Be good and I’ll call you something else.”

She gasped as his fingers entered her, strong and purposeful.

He groaned at her wetness, licking the skin at the base of her neck.

Her legs clenched around his waist, he rewarded her with another finger.

“If I’d known fucking you would have shut you up, I would’ve done it sooner.”

She swallowed a sigh as his fingers pressed against that perfect spot.

“You aren’t fucking me. You’re teasing me.”

He bit her neck and she gasped again.

“Be patient sweetheart, I’ll fuck you soon enough.”

As his thumb circled her clit while his fingers pumped into her, her eyes rolled back. Head drawn back, she couldn’t help but moan.

Bucky hummed as he fucked her with his fingers, “You like that?”

She bit her lip as he continued his teasing, his face moving away from her neck.

He leaned back and grinned, “Is that what you want? Me calling you sweetheart while I fuck you?”

“I—”

Her moan interrupted her as he picked up his pace.

He tsked as he rested his forehead against hers.

“Use your words. You wanted to before.”

She whimpered as he withdrew from her, angry with herself for giving into him as much as she had. She couldn’t let him win like this, she had to bite back a little.

“No,” she huffed, “Try something else to turn me on.”

He smirked at the challenge, and his hands dipped back into her waistband.

She wasn’t prepared for him sliding her pants to the floor, hiking her up further onto the wall.

“Fine,” he said, “but you’ll have to ask nicely.”

He was as soft as before, his fingers moving at a harsher pace. The newfound angle left her crying out, desperately clawing at his arms in pleasure.

“What do you think, huh? Maybe baby?”

He dipped his head to her chest, sucking at the delicate skin.

He didn’t need to watch her to know what she liked, he could feel it in her body. The beating of her heart and the rapid breaths she gave as he pulled her closer and closer to her peak.

“Princess?” He drawled, “No, no…”

He curled his fingers, pulling another whimper.

“How about Angel?”

She clenched around his fingers and gasped as he bit into her breast.

“Oh god—.”

“Ask me nicely, Y/N.”

Her back arched against the stall, eyes closed as he edged her.

“Fuck, yes. Yes Barnes, yes.”

She cried out as he drew her orgasm from her, hips rutting into his hand.

He groaned as she coated him with her wetness, the mewing mess he had made of her.

This was so much better than training.

“I knew I’d get you begging. I fucking knew you’d be good for me.”

He pulled her away from the wall, and she stumbled into his arms. Her eyes were glossy, hair tussled and lips swollen. All from him, all his doing. Pride welled in his chest, but he wasn’t done yet.

He spun her around, leaning her against the table that faced the targets.

“Remember what I told you Angel. Feet apart, bend forward.”

He pushed her chest down to the table, hands raking over her backside.

She growled, “I don’t need another damn shooting lesson.”

Her ass stung as his hand spanked her.

“What happened to being good, kid?”

She propped herself up on her elbows, “I said, don’t call me that—ah!”

He smacked her ass again, “That fucking mouth again. Why don’t you put it to good use?”

She sighed as he pushed her down to the table again, “What? You want me to suck you off, that it?”

He chuckled, “No Angel, I’ve got something else in mind.”

His hands swiftly removed his belt, slipping down his pants and boxers to leave him in nothing but his vest and t-shirt.

Pulling out his cock, he teased her entrance. Slowly sliding his head along her glistening folds, listening as she moaned in anticipation.

“You’re gonna say my name.”

He dipped his throbbing head in, feeling her legs tense… her pussy clench around nothing.

He pulled back and she exhaled.

“You’re gonna beg me, and you’re gonna say my name.”

She attempted to rut back against him, desperately hoping she’d take him in.

She couldn’t say his name, she couldn’t beg. She’d never live that down.

His metal hand held her in place, not letting up.

“Say it Angel,” he demanded, “Beg me to fuck you.”

“Screw you Barnes—”

His thumb was harsh on her clit, and she yelped at the rough circles he drew into her.

“I’ll leave you here, a wet fucking mess. Don’t test me, Y/N. Say it.”

“Fuck,” she cried out as he teased her with his fingers. “Fine I—”

He put the head of his cock in again, stretching her entrance.

“Bucky, please.”

He hummed, “Better. But not what I want.”

She felt herself grow cold in her exposure, Bucky pulling away and hand leaving her side.

She whipped around, “What? I said it!”

He smirked at her, shaking his head.

“First name, Angel. And beg.”

“Are you fucking serious?”

He could see it in her eyes, how desperate she was. Yearning for more, but so damn proud.

“Just say it, Angel. All you have to do.”

She hissed through her teeth, so touch starved she could cry. This would be the death of her, her legs shaking and wetness pooling at her thighs. Fuck, she had to.

“For god’s sake James, please just fuck me.”

He strode forward with ease, pushing her back onto the table.

He knew she’d give.

“That’s my girl.”

Her hips were around his waist in a second, hands in her hair and kissing her roughly as she moaned beneath him.

He bucked his hips against hers, sliding his cock along her dripping entrance.

He lined himself up and thrust into her, her head rolling back in a loud cry.

He groaned as he filled her up, her pussy tight around him.

“Fuck, you feel perfect.”

He rutted into her at a relentless pace, unforgiving as his hands gripped her waist.

“So good, Angel. Could fuck you forever with a pussy like this.”

Her fingers curled into his hair, gripping tightly as he pounded her harder against the table.

“You want that? You want me to fuck you over and over? ‘Til you can’t say nothing but my name?”

She exhaled a yes, mind too clouded from pleasure to stop herself. She was melting in his hands now, completely at his whim.

“Say it Angel, say my name.”

She was going to cum again, her vision growing blurry as it pooled in her stomach.

“James, oh god, James!”

She came hard, the lights blinding her as her orgasm took over her body.

His thrusts grew harder, determined to keep her cumming until he finished.

“That’s it Angel, cum for me. So fucking pretty when you cum.”

His hips stuttered as she looked at him, a moaning mess with her pleading eyes.

“Cum inside me James, please.”

He was done for.

He finished with a groan, body falling limp against her. Their chests rose and fell in unison, their breaths filling the quiet room.

It was dawning on them now, the wild scenario that had played itself out.

How did they get here?

Too tired to question it, Bucky lifted himself off of her.

He gently wrapped his hands around her waist, guiding her to sit up.

Silent, they look at each other.

Their faces were unreadable, dripping with sweat and cheeks swelled with red.

She tried to discern that look in his eyes, she never knew what he was thinking.

Unless he was right in her face, snarling at her, then she knew what he felt.

Anger, frustration, hatred.

This look… now that was something new.

He cleared his throat, running a hand through his hair.

“Okay…” he started, “no more ‘kid’ and no more ‘sergeant’.”

She swallowed, not trusting her voice she responded with a nod.

He nodded back. “No more fighting. It’s exhausting.”

She was taken aback that, and he laughed at the look of shock on her face.

“C’mon. It is.” He pointed between them, “Our energy is much better spent on this.”

She laughed, shaking her head. “Wow, just like that?”

He nodded. “Mhm, just like that. You drive me crazy but, I can’t say I haven’t been thinking about this since the day we met.”

Speechless again, she stared at him as he continued.

“You’re frustrating, you make me worried, you—hell you’re reckless and it scares me. Feels like I have to keep an eye on you all the time.”

“You are frustrating. You don’t trust me to take care of myself or the team.” She said

He shook his head, “Not true. You’re a great agent, but I meant what I said. You don’t take criticism.”

She scoffed, “And you criticize too much.”

Still shocked at the events prior, she didn’t shove him away as he moved to hold her.

She shocked herself further by wrapping her arms lazily around him.

“Well,” he said, kissing the top of her head, “we’ll work on that.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Sloppily written but hey, we get what we get and don’t get upset.

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[astrow1zar6]

Astro Observations-19

I notice Earth suns tend to have a very bullying type of humor. Very harsh dry humor that’s borderline offensive is their style. Sometimes it’s hard to know if they’re joking or serious especially Capricorn’s 😭

Aries men are surprisingly not as hot headed as people would expect. It actually takes a lot before they really yell at you. Usually only if u insult something they’re passionate in. The women are a lot more hot headed & easily set off imo

Mercury Rx people usually struggle with speech or reading problems. I notice it can result in having a stutter or a lisp, dyslexia or just very bad social anxiety. In extreme cases I’ve seen selective mutism. I also notice they have a very intense relationship with books & reading, it’s either they absolutely love reading or it’s really challenging for them in some way. A lot started off in their earlier years finding reading challenging then ended up loving reading as they grew. It’s like a mental exercise for them.

Saturn RX people always make bad choices lol. They always choose the path that will lead to the most hardship just for the fun of it or the excitement (which it’s normally not fun for too long) they usually grew up having a hard time with authority. Could of had very authoritative parents that were too hard on them which caused them to rebel. In this lifetime they are here to learn the value of HARD-work because in past lives these people were usually really irresponsible & put fun and pleasure over building their futures. These people will face so much disappointment until they surrender their rebel lifestyle. Deep down they do want to mature & be better but many believe they aren’t good enough. Once they reach this maturity however their life will do a 360.

Venus in the 1st house people can act very unpleasant when they are getting ignored or the attention isn’t fully on them. They value people liking them & fitting in so when they feel like they aren’t vibing with anyone they go into this deep self pity downer attitude. Their self esteem and happiness is determined by how many people accept them.

Venus in the 3rd house people have relationships that look more like friendships. Their partnerships are more playful & light then deep and intense. They usually end up dating their best friend. Could lack in the physical realm however in some cases.

Venus in the 7th house people usually have a lot of crushes. Most of them however never turn into anything deeper. It’s surprisingly hard for these people to fall in love. They can also lead a lot of people on because of their multiple crushes. Not easy to keep these people attention.

Moon in Caps are really afraid of rejection. They will act they hate you even if they’re in love with you to avoid showing their vulnerable side. Their coldness can ruin a lot of relationships that they actually really wanted.

Mercury in Pisces people can never stay on topic while speaking 😂 they have this habit of going off topic then completing forgetting why they were even telling the story in the first place. They also disassociate like a mf. They can be staring dead in your eyes for hours and not hear a word you’re saying lol.

If you try to argue with a Mars in the 3rd house you will never win. These people are natural born lawyers. They come with all the receipts 👀

Cancer placements tend to have really round faces. Like the moon.

Pisces placements are really wise and really childish at the same time. They all have this naive childish aura around them where you assume they don’t understand much but then when you really get to know them they will talk to you like your listening to an Alan Watts lecture 😂

Mercury in the 12th house I believe is the most introverted mercury placement. Even with a more extroverted mercury sign there’s still this deep reserve to them. These are usually those kids in class that you never heard speak once then they finally speak u think “holy shit they do know how to talk” lol. I notice they choose to stay quiet because people ignore them anyways. Like people will ask them to be more open and talk more & when they actually try they are usually brushed off.. it’s really not fair, and they know this all too well.

Aquarius Venus 🤝 having their friends catch feelings for them

Uranus/Venus aspects are usually apart of the LGBTQ community.

[yawnderu]

honestly i would die for bimbo!reader to have some sort of Legally Blonde level of intelligence but for the stupidest, most useless shit. no, she can't remember which knob turns on which burner for the stove, but she can tell you the effects of different chemical compounds found in all her favorite skincare products and now they react to an individuals derma-layer. simon once caught her watching a screensaver on TV for 30 min because she thought it was "a reeeeally slow nature documentary /:", but she's fluent in Korean because she got super into Korean make up brands from her favorite influencers and wanted to be able to read the product ingredients/reviews/tutorials, it just never gets brought up otherwise and when someone asks in disbelief she's all "what, like it's hard?"

and simon is just sooooo so so proud of his smart pretty girl. who cares that she thought soap's parents legally named him after a dishwashing product. can mactavish tell him how to tell dupes from authentic handbags based on the inner stitching that can only be done on machines specially made by Italian companies? no? then shut the fuck up. tell us more about glitter lipgloss, beautiful.

Absolutely!! She may be dim-witted when it comes to certain things, but she's not exactly dumb at all. This girl could recite the laws of astrophysics and solve complex mathematical problems while being piss drunk.

Simon is still amazed by how complex his sweet girl is— he knows she isn't stupid, yet it never fails to surprise him how you start speaking to MacTavish in fluent Scottish Gaelic, only offering the explanation that you learnt it because a character on your favorite movie spoke it once, looking at him like he grew a second head when he sheepishly told you most scottish people don't speak Gaelic anymore.

Sure, you may have thought movies were real and used to avoid watching them because you thought the actors were actually getting killed and you didn't want to support that, yet a window of your house is full of math equations that gave him a headache just by looking at them.

I'd say Simon sees bimbo!reader as a box full of surprises, telling him about something new every single time you have a conversation. How did you get into studying astrophysics? You got the highest score in the university admission exam and saw a poster that was shiny and had cute stars and a pretty nebula!! How could you resist when everything about it called for you?

Mhm, the smell of gunpowder and blood that sticks to him no matter what is such an odd perfume, yet it surely has an interesting molecular makeup! Of course it does, pretty girl.

They complement each other so well because Simon has the street smarts she's lacking, and she has the book smarts Simon doesn't. She can be extremely ditzy, but who cares when she can tell him exactly which inks are recommended for his skin and which chemicals can rough up his face? He had to buy a brand-new eye black stick simply because you could tell the materials used on it by applying it on your hand with a frown.

I'd like to imagine her as someone with lots of odd interests, knowledge and hyperfixations in the dumbest things besides the universe. He has to keep up with you buying materials for making bracelets and keeping a room full of dinosaur plushies.

Bimbo!Reader Masterlist

[lanalace]

Gifts Given [Yandere Merman x FemReader]

Word count: 2,328

Summary: Nero Sol Nifan has waited for a mate for years while suffering from the madness that came as a side effect of the power he was bestowed. One day, he met you. His salvation. The only obstacle is that you were human. However, that was only an obstacle for you because he doesn’t plan to let you go.

Chapter 1 - Lost and Found

Life was a routine. Wake up, hunt, sleep and repeat. Occasionally the merman would share in song with the rest of his kind but that was it. He hated it. He was forever bored and life just felt mundane. Nero Sol Nifan was a 250 years old merman. He had reached maturity at 200 and had expected to find his mate within the first decade but no such luck. For a being so highly valued, it crushed his spirits. 

Most merfolk found their mates within the first decade of reaching reproductive age, so why hadn’t he? Every decade after that was just an insult to injury. It was an open wound that grew larger with each year that passed without finding his mate and he was becoming desperate, though he would never show it on the outside.

He was told by an elder that most unmated males felt this way at his age and that this was quite normal to feel anxious and desperate. But being unmated for years would start to dull the outlook on life and not a single female that has sought him out was his fated one. None so much as interests him. Every mermaid had a destined match, however that never stopped them from copulating until the day they found their mate.  He had both females and males fawn over him, within and outside of the mating cycles. But he rejected every single one of them. ‘If swimming to warmer waters was not ingrained in my biology, I would avoid it all together.’ Merfolk could enjoy each other's bodies whenever they pleased but only during mating cycles could offspring be produced and that's usually when most of his kind met their fated partner. 

He still held hope that he would be able to find his mate despite his age. So he made sure to always carry the betroval item in a white satchel around his hip, inside was a bracelet of brilliant large baroque pearls and shiny yellow gold spacers. It was of the highest quality and extremely rare/hard to acquire which is why he was the only merman to have such jewels grace his body and soon so would his person who he’d live out his days with. For now, having to watch the rest of his kind find their pair and their release in each other every year while he could not just enraged him. He was almost tempted to kill some of those pretentious merfolk. He could do so very easily but he decided against it. He could do it so very easily.

Nero Sol Nifan was the strongest, priding himself on becoming most desirable for when he found his future mate. Due to him not finding his mate for many cycles, he focused on honing his skill, reaching new heights that others previously could not. Now he was almost twice the size of a normal mermen, more muscular than the rest of his kind which would usually put him at a disadvantage for being so dense. It did mark him slower, however, that didn’t last long, he had trained his body night and day to be the fastest. Not only that, due to his intense training, he developed a power, a gift believed to be given from the great goddess of the sea. He had gained the ability to not only communicate telepathically with all sea life but he could also manipulate them freely to do his bidding. This made the fear, envy and love of him grow. He was like a God among his people.

Though his people viewed it as a gift, he couldn’t completely see it as such. Telepathy was a very useful skill to have but it was not within his control. It doesn’t turn off and more often than not, it was absolutely maddening. He was subjected to countless screams of pain, secrets he didn’t care to know, hatred, envy, unwanted depraved desires from unworthy mermaids. All of it was simply too much. As a result, he quickly began isolating himself, moving farther and further away from merfolk and into less populated waters. He was hoping distance might somehow help with the constant radio noise in his head. But he found it within an underwater cave, instead.

There cave was huge. It looked like an enclosed beach. There were bioluminescent fungi scattered along the ceiling and walls, giving the cave an almost magical feel. He looked at the beautiful glow of the cave, watching the pool leading to the ocean reflect off of the jagged walls. 

“Magnificent.” He said under his breath. He had never seen such a wondrous sight this deep under water. 

Nero Sol Nifan beached himself on the sandy floor of the cave, slipping his massive silver-white tail out of the water and curling it by his side. The moment he did that the noise in his head quieted down just a bit. It was still ever so present but it took the edge off. 

“Why is it that I was cursed by you, my goddess?” He spoke to the pool of water before him. He was expecting a response of some kind but was met with silence, the surface only reflecting his beautiful, milky face back at him. How he wished that he could go back to the time where he thought life was mundane. 

He sighed and laid himself down on a nearby rock that could pass as somewhat of a diving board. He was angry with the goddess, he cursed her name in his head and his hatred built for this deceitful deity who had taken his sanity. But he needed to rest. 

50 years later~

Nero Sol Nifan woke up to the sound of fish screaming in his head. He never got use to this day in and day out chaotic noise. He looked a little worse for wear since the days before his life became his own personal hell. His eyes looked dull, dark circles have taken up permanent residence under his eyes, tinged with red from the endless stress. His handsome face looked a bit haggard but that was not enough to take away much from his beauty. 

He dragged himself out of his cave and into the water. He hadn’t eaten in a few days, wishing to just parish within the walls of his cave. But today, something told him to go out. He didn’t understand the urgency amidst the buzzing chatter in his mind but he followed his instincts.

The white tailed merman swam out into the open ocean in search of his next meal. He felt uneasy today but brushed it off. It happened to be a rather dreary day, the waters were turbulent and a bit colder than normal while the world above was crying heavily. He knew that he could simply manipulate any fish to come to him and have an easy meal but he enjoyed hunting. It gave him a chance to release a small bit of the madness that he lives with daily on his prey. 

That’s when he spotted a school of red snapper fish. The bright color caught his sharp lilac eyes in an instant and he was off. Speeding quickly in their direction, with his large tail pistoling him forward. The smaller prey was easily more elusive than a larger catch but he made quick work of them. Keeping up with the fast changing paths of the snappers, he allowed the chase to go on a tad bit longer than necessary before slicing through the school with his massive claws, skewering 8 of them onto his claws. That was enough for a meal so he indulged right then and there as the rest of the school swam off. 

He was pleased, this meal would sustain him for the next two days. With a full stomach, the handsome merman lazily began his journey back to his cave. Had the water been steady today he would have basked in the rays of the sun instead. 

“Unfortunate.” He grimaced to himself.

He didn’t get more than a few feet away from his original position when he heard and unusual crash behind him. The white hair merman turned tin the direction of the sound and what he saw confused him

“A human?”

‘What was a human doing so far away from land?’ He thought to himself. There were no ships in the water, he would have seen it. Heck, he would have heard all the fish nearby chattering about it. His tired eyes landed on the sinking figure and his heart tightened. He felt something akin to panic start to take over him. It had been so long since he had felt anything outside of rage or pity for himself. He had the human in his arms before he even realized that he moved to catch her.And just like that, his world grew quiet. Nero Sol Nifan’s face grew into an incredulous look and his body trembled. 

“I can’t hear anything anymore.” His eye expanded in shock as he slowly looked down at the human in his arms and his grip tightened around the creature’s body. 

With a clear mind for the first time in ages, the merman blew a large bubble around the girl, encasing her within the translucent orb. He swam full speed to his cave, reaching there in record time. He pushed the bubble to the surface of the pool and burst it, catching the being and resting her on the crystal like sand. He brought his head to her face and listened carefully but no sound escaped those lips. 

“No!” He cried out. ‘I will not lose my salvation the moment I finally have it.’

 He gripped the creature's shoulder and shook hard a few times, noting how small and fragile you felt in his hands. Unfortunately, that did not work either. His panic rose because he thought that the human might have died so he placed his hand on its head.

“Still warm.” He whispered and that knowledge calmed him. Thinking quickly, he performed the maneuver that he had witnessed sailors use on their own kind on several occasions by pressing his palm on breast bone and applying pressure repeatedly. He was careful of his strength, knowing he could break such weak bones easily. It took about 30 seconds before the human's eyes flew open and it sat up, coughing up water.

‘It actually worked.  Thank goodness that I was able to preserve this human life.’ He sighed with relief. The merman eye the frail thing as it continued coughing and sucking in air, he could only see the back of its head from where he sat. ‘It looks so weak compared to the ship dwellers.’ His thoughts stopped there because that object of his quiet thoughts turned to face him and met his inquisitive gaze. 

The moment their eyes met, his cold heart froze. It was as if time stopped in that moment as he looked upon the tiny human. She was female, with thick, long h/c hair clinging to her face and back. Her dazzling e/c eyes sparkled like jewels with the tears she had yet to fully shed and a small coral pink lips that attracted he wished to touch. His heart started back up and it throbbed in his chest. He never thought his cold heart would beat for a human. His body felt so hot from the top of his cheeks to the base of his tail. 

‘What is this? My body feels so hot. Almost like it is mating season yet different. I feel drawn to this creature. Could this be my mate? Is this what all my suffering was for? To make sure that I was kept pure for this little human?’ It was uncomfortable but strangely pleasant. It was like nothing he had ever felt before but he decided he liked the feeling. It was exciting. ‘So this is my mate. I have cursed the goddess of the sea everyday for the past five decades because of this damned curse but she not only bestowed me with power, she also has gifted me this precious female. I am terribly sorry goddess I have wronged you and been ungrateful and undeserving. I will never look down on the blessing you have provided me again. I will never question you again.’ 

He was so caught up in his own inner thoughts that hadn’t even realized how terrified his tiny mate-to-be looked. She eyed him with fascination and great fear while she inched away from him. He didn’t like that one bit, narrowing his eyes, he yelled at her.

“Stay!” 

But the little female squealed in response, throwing her small hands out in front of her in defense. Her little scream sounded melodic to his ears. He found himself wanting to hear her talk to him so he spoke again, this time gentler. 

“Female, you are safe. I have saved your life. I will not harm you.” He reached a webbed hand out to her slowly, intending to wipe away the tears on her cheeks. But the girl flinched away and started speaking in a rushed manner. 

“Please don’t eat me. Please don’t eat me. I promise I don’t taste good. Even sharks don’t like people meat. So please just stay where you are.” 

He retracted his arm and gave a small smile endearingly. Due to all the excitement, he had completely forgotten the language barrier. He did not understand her at all but her voice was so pretty and soft that he instantly liked it. It suited her feminine appearance well. If she had had a tail, he wouldn’t even blink twice and acknowledge her as a beautiful mermaid just based on her appearance and voice. 

Fast as lightning, he snatched the human's outstretched wrist and pulled her to him. Before she could so much as scream, the merman pressed his lips to her. 

[Chapter 2 is out!]

[satubby]

◇Yandere Concept◇

•○ 《Ryu Shi-Oh》 ○•

『This is just my own concept but not the general and true view of the character as a yandere, although canonically he may or may not present these... behaviors』

〔Warning ⚠️: This may or may not contain Spoilers for the show in question, please do not read it if you have not yet seen the mentioned K-Drama. In addition, somewhat sensitive topics such as child abuse, drugs, mentions of sex and among others will be included.〕 Postscript: There may or may not be spelling errors, misplaced character pronouns (I'm dyslexic) so I'm sorry for the inconvenience because this was written at night and I was sleepy, and I'm not a fan of English, so this might be bad.

A puppet of the Russian mafia, Ryu Shi-oh is ruthless and unscrupulous. Depending on how you have met him, he will treat you differently. He would most like a Darling who is as lively, positive and almost like the protagonist of the K-drama where he comes from.

》☆ Obsession:

Ryu Shi-oh will take quite a while to trust you, since he has the police and other enemies after his head. However, if you're the gentle type (if you go all in with this yandere, it would be best for both of you), he'll see you as his emotional refuge, the only source of light in his dark life, though that doesn't mean it won't take a little effort for him to be open to you. Despite his yandere tendencies, he feels a desperate need to protect that vulnerable part of himself by sometimes seeming distant (or perhaps he is at first).

Once he is aware of his feelings for you, then things will change (not much but at least he won't always be on guard with you). You will see him as shy, loving (in his own strange way). Of course, he will be somewhat slow in his feelings but VERY loyal once he is sure of them.

》☆ Obsessive Control:

Russian mafia upbringing has instilled in him either consciously or unconsciously, a need for absolute control and even to the point of violence. Ryu Shi-o monitors every move you make (that's only in his facet of having just met you), from his daily interactions to his friendships. Since if it's at the beginning of getting to know you, he wants to make sure there are no betrayals or double-crosses on your part.

On the other hand, if you've known each other for a while, then his vigilance will be more about getting to know you in depth since he is somewhat clumsy in interactions (other than about his work or murder). He will know everything about you, even things you may not even remember. What kind of flowers you like, X item you've been lusting after and so on.

》☆ Dark Gifts:

To express his love, Ryu Shi-oh tends to give you expensive and luxurious things (When he is getting to know you they are more like decoys) But then he gives you things that you might like, as I mentioned in the previous post, but often these carry a hint of double interactions (He stressed, Ryu Shi-oh doesn't trust people much, he has traumas.... Someone get this man some therapy for god's sake!!!).

》☆ Intense Jealousy:

The thought of losing you arouses a fierce rage in Ryu Shi-o. He can become possessive and jealous, going to extreme lengths to keep you tied to his side. His traumatic past contributes to his constant fear of being abandoned or betrayed, he horribly hates lies (This is Canon by the way, he said so himself).

Since he grew up in a precarious and horrible environment, his concepts of love are null to say the least.... he doesn't know anything about the real meaning beyond what is written in books or Google. So when his jealousy is present, he usually lashes out in anger because he doesn't understand or know how to handle his emotions well, that's why he is always stoic and avoids emotional contact with others.

He thinks at the beginning that these emotions are a weakness (because of his upbringing obviously) so you will understand his attitudes and actions at the beginning.

Back to the scenario (depending on whether you work for him or otherwise were Nam Soon's sister, so to speak). However it was, before and after he met you until he gained your trust, his jealousy is powerful and terrifying.

For example, if you deny him or are somewhat alien to his feelings (ahem! Nam soon) then Ryu Shi-oh may or may not threaten those you hold dear or end up killing the subject of his jealousy if provoked enough.

He may or may not send you videos of it, who knows, he's a fucking mafia-bred man.

》☆ Demonstrations of Power:

As CEO of Doogu, Ryu Shi-oh uses his influence and resources to protect you from his enemies, though also to investigate you, but often does so ruthlessly. He uses his position to eliminate any perceived threat (whether real or not, as in the case of being jealous), regardless of the consequences.

When it comes to, for example, demonstrating how happy you could be (excluding that he is a mobster and has a front business for the real thing, drugs) he can afford a whole restaurant for just the two of you or go on trips when he is not busy.

Also when it comes to dealing with you, depending on whether or not you agree to go out with him, he will use his resources. Either way you will end up with him (if you don't want innocent people hurt).

》☆ Hidden Insecurities:

Despite his confident facade, Ryu Shi-o harbors deep insecurities. Fearful that the reader will discover his dark side, he struggles not to show his vulnerability. This can manifest in moments of emotional self-isolation. More common when they are getting to know each other, refusing to accept their emotions more as a passing interest.

When he already falls for you, he refuses to see you leave him for someone else (Or when you don't want more than a friendship) He clings to the feeling you give him or your kindness/courtesy. He has never felt the comfort you give him, you treat him as human and not the tool the Russians used.

》☆ Future plans:

Although his methods are questionable, Ryu Shi-oh looks for love in you. He sees in that relationship an opportunity to find peace and redemption for the sins of his past, even if his actions may be morally ambiguous. He really is a yandere who would give everything for you, though of course after fulfilling his goals.

Since he has experimented on himself, his strength is inhuman and that may or may not lead to use on special occasions... special occasions. Going back to his plans with you,if you behave just by staying out of it, you will have a dream life.... On the other hand, if you are a treacherous liar like Nam Soon (Ryu's own words) Even if he loves and cherishes you, he won't go easy on you.

He will first take it out on your loved ones, then ruining your life until everyone forgets you even exist.... Only then he can stop being angry with you, he is cynical about it.

He will tell you: "But Honey! You did that to yourself... You shouldn't have betrayed me, I gave you everything, I trusted you with my secrets and you were a spoiled whore..... Accept the consequences, only then can we forgive each other."

》☆ Violence as a last resort:

Although he doesn't hesitate to resort to violence towards his subordinates (regarding the real drug business) He never uses it with you as he doesn't want you to see him as someone bad, he tries to keep it as a last resort (We already gave vast examples of which situations can lead him to that) The contradiction between his desire to protect and his ability to be brutal reflects the complexity of his character.

You will always see him as the suave and polite gentleman although distant in his interactions, but as you get to know him better he is just someone traumatized and hurt by his past (He doesn't justify his current actions but he explains why) He never touches a hair on your head if you treat him well (Ryu Shi-oh has the philosophy that his enemies he treats harshly and his allies worse or something similar, what do I know I am just a brat of 18 years old).

》☆ NSFW

》☆ This will be short, but having sex with Ryu Shi-oh is the most sensual thing you could imagine. I won't add much because I need to learn more about the character, well he likes to bite and scratch. He will be slow and very gentle with you when starting this, but when he gets excited like every man he loses his mind and you may or may not end up with whippings or broken bones given his superior strength (literally).

》☆ Ryu loves when you suck his cock or his neck, his favorite parts of your body are those where he can squeeze (female breasts or buttocks). He likes to suck your breasts and play with your neck. His cock is introduced slowly so when you are ready, he gives you everything he has.

》☆ In the end, you will end up tired but satisfied (Unless you have done wrong and Ryu is angry when making love, there it is not smooth and he could even take it out on you due to his jealousy) Afterwards, the care he gives you is soft and sensual, always apologizing for breaking some bones.

In general, having a yandere like him can be a double-edged sword. Ryu Shi-oh can be so kind or cruel depending on your reactions and treatment towards him. It's like swimming on nails, you have to watch where you're going or you'll end up getting hurt.

This is all independent of the K-drama "Nam soon Super Strong Girl" since it is merely my interpretation of this beautiful villain who, from my perspective, didn't deserve so much pain even though he brought it on himself in the end.

[For those anons who asked me for something, I promise that as soon as I get my ideas together I will start writing because I am a mess at this. I could barely do anything right with this yandere concept.]

[90sastroglam]

Placements that indicate the native might have issues in close relationships

Hi everyone! It's been a while, but here's a list of a few placements that might experience issues in forming and/or keeping close relationships.

Let's start:

1. Personal planets harshly aspecting Uranus/Neptune (especially sun, moon, venus and/or mars)/Uranus in 4th house/Neptune in 4th house

Sun aspecting Uranus and Mars aspecting Uranus would indicate an unpredictable father, meanwhile Moon and/or Venus aspecting Uranus would convey an unstable mother. Either way this can be way harder than it seems on the surface, since there can be a lot of reasons behind this behaviour from them.

Can also result in neglect... those who are unstable mentally usually can't take care of themselves, much less of a child.

2. Lilith in 7th house/Mars in 4th house/Pisces placements (if badly aspected in chart)

This individual likely grew up in a household where healthy relationships weren't a thing. The mother could have been very submissive to her husband.

Can make these people extreme people pleasers and cause difficulties to put boundaries in their relationships in a healthy way (they'll likely avoid any issue completely until they can't handle it anymore, then they'll blow up at the people closest to them, be extremely passive agressive or avoid them/cut them off altogether).

For the Lilith in the 7th house person ir also causes issues in trusting people and forming close relationships at all...

3. Lilith in Cancer/4th house

Self explanatory... causes issues with women mostly.

These natives don't feel welcome in their own home. They're likely the scapegoats of the family and have felt rejected by those closest to them.

Also probably developed unhealthy attachment styles and avoid close relationships, as they didn't feel comfortable in their own home growing up.

4. Chiron in 3rd house/Mercury harshly aspecting Chiron

Might be an unexpected placement to put here, but this likely indicates abusive/toxic dynamics with siblings/school peers.

Conveys bullying by peers and/or teachers (either that or the teachers saw them being bullied by peers and didn't do anything to protect them).

They struggle with communication and social interactions because of this. Probably feel very misunderstood as well.

This is it for now... remember this is based on what I know, some experiences and opinions... probably doing a part 2 soon <3

Please comment if you have any of these and tell us your experience if you feel comfortable, I would really like to know everything I can!

Xoxo, Lily.

[gloryy-vs]

Omg can I pleaseeeee request overprotective neteyam keeping the creeps away from his girl?

I just want a protective bf😭

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yes. you’re just like me fr 🤭

characters: neteyam x reader

ratings: sfw, fluffy, protective/possessive neteyam

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Eye On It

Neteyams hand was firmly placed on your lower back, his fingers pressing down harder each time a wandering eye from another Na’vi found its way to your frame. He was extremely gentle with you, always tending to your needs no matter the situation, but when it came to other people he grew protective and almost aggressive towards them if they had anything negative to say about you, or anything inappropriate.

You two sat next to each other amongst other Na’vi, everyone taking time during the feast that usually occurred during eclipse. You were thoroughly enjoying your platter of berries and ripened fruit, but the 8 foot man next to you seemed to be on edge. You side eyed him, seeing he held a forest fruit in his other hand that wasn’t on you. Neteyam didn’t even take a bit of it yet, his amber eyes were trained on something across for you. Your eyes darted to the direction, seeing two boys nervously eating, avoiding all eye contact with you and instead bowing their heads every time they looked up and still say Neteyam staring into their soul.

The boy to the left looked up and you locked eyes with him for a second too long, and he smiled out of embarrassment. You gave him an awkward smile, and felt Neteyams hand instantly leave your lower back. He stood up, inconspicuously marching towards the group, his braids swaying with each step. The two boys stood up defensively, dropping their fruits and raising their arms up. Neteyam shoved the one that looked at you, his face filled with anger. “Back. Off.” Your own eyes widened in shock, not knowing how to process the aggression radiating from your mate. You could tell the other Na’vi people noticed, and heard their whispers consisting of, ‘They finally got what was coming to them.’ Or a, ‘Those skxawngs disrespected her again, didn’t they?’ Nobody seemed to bat an eye at Neteyams outburst, they thought it was well deserved.

Your mate walked back after he forced the group of young boys to leave, and he took his seat next to you, finally eating his share of food. “Nete, my love. What was the meaning of that?” You said, your accent thick as you leaned into him. Your eyes were glazed in confusion, he turned his head to you. “All month, they have been giving you the rudest, most disgusting gestures I’ve seen.” He scrunched his nose up, agitated at the mere thought. “Tonight was the last straw for them. They won’t bother you again..” Neteyam turned his head back to his food, taking a few more bites. You sat there, your arms dropping down as you began to recall ever seeing them. “My love, I don’t recall them-” He cut you off.

“Behind your back. All of it. They mimicked crude and sexual gestures, stared at the way you walked ahead of me. I tell them off and they would continue every other day. Don’t worry about it, you’re safe with me.” He said. You figured he wouldn’t want to go into more detail, and you’re glad he didn’t let it go unnoticed. You scooted closer to Neteyam, letting your thigh touch his while your head dropped down to his shoulder. He sighed contently, tearing off some of his food for you, feeding it to you while feeding himself. His head rested on top of yours, glad he could finally keep you safe and away from scoundrels like them.

[utilitycaster]

I’ve long noticed and previously commented on the odd fandom antipathy towards characters like Suvi of Worlds Beyond Number and Jonas Spahr from Midst; and simultaneously a far, far more generous approach to outright villains like Will Gallows, many of the witches, and Moc Weepe.

I’ve also commented on the favor and endless forgiveness shown villains before, and to get it out of the way, yes, a lot of this is due to horny reasons, and as someone who does not identify personally as a monsterfucker this might be part of my lack of interest. But I think it would be unwise to chalk this up entirely to people wanting to fuck the villains, and given that Suvi and Jonas are both extremely attractive as well it’s certainly not the whole picture.

Suvi and Jonas are born into and achieve positions of privilege - military/political no less - in imperial societies. They are both explicitly indoctrinated. They are not, in my opinion, brainwashed; but they are driven into who they become through competition.

I think a lot of people are really uncomfortable with characters shown to be complicit in and favored within this kind of society. I think Spahr and Suvi occupy a space that they find too close to home; too close to what they themselves are. A villain validates one’s beliefs: Weepe is ruthlessly self-interested, driven by profit, and terribly violent, and so it’s easier to be comfortable with him, ironically enough, because the story tells you he’s a bastard and you can feel good about clocking him as a bastard, and even like that this character is on a meta level telling you that you’re right in your beliefs.

Suvi and Jonas and those like them don’t permit you that validation. They participate in these harmful systems while believing it to be the right thing to do. They are also young people who grew up knowing little else, with unfathomably high expectations placed upon them. They are flawed, with no shortage of harsh edges, but they are also frequently kind and generous people who are incredibly important, as they currently are, to characters one might find more sympathetic. They are deeply human. And they are both the beneficiaries and the victims of a vast and complicated system. You cannot fit them into the box of a “stripped of choice” victim even though both have found themselves backed against a wall by their respective societies. You cannot avoid that the dissolution of their society would have devastating consequences, even if it might be right (which Midst directly explores; I suspect the Citadel might not be a thing to be dissolved). And while many people do so, one cannot in good faith and intelligent analysis treat them as nothing more than a shipping doll who needs to be programmed to become a mirror of the “correct” character of one’s choosing without ignoring who they are and what they bring to the table: a political savvy, a great deal of talent and intelligence, and a desire to embody the best parts of their respective flawed societies.

As Midst reaches its denouement, one of the core messages is that a harmful society is still one comprised of people: some upholding it, some actively furthering it, and some just living within it. While Worlds Beyond Number is nowhere near its end, Brennan Lee Mulligan’s body of work upholds a similar message; that one cannot lose sight of the personhood of people, even those involved in messy and damaging systems, and that people must be judged with that in mind. Suvi and Spahr are not cogs to be wrenched free and corrected, but characters to appreciate in their complexity. It is a shame that so many reject them in favor of those who consistently choose to do harm because it is less difficult and challenging to think in terms of Good Guy/Bad Guy.

[alastor-simp]

Hazbin Hotel Gang Reacting To A Sally Face Reader

❥Summary: There's a new addition coming to the Hazbin Hotel, only one thing is off about them, the strange mask

❥Tags: Hazbin Hotel x Reader, Gender Neutral Reader, Sally Face, Masked Reader, Headcannons.

❥Notes: I love Sally Face and Sal, and I wanted to incorporate a character like him in Hazbin Hotel and everyones reaction to them. The reader will be gender neutral. Enjoy

Charlie Morningstar🌈

🌈The fact that you wore a mask didn't phase Charlie one bit, she was more ecstatic that there would be a new person staying at the hotel.

🌈She noticed your shy demeanor around others, and decided to try to help you to open up. It took some time, but you were able to form relationships with the people around you. It quickly came out that you were kind and generous, just like Charlie, just more on the quiet side. She really admired how even when someone was being downright awful to you, you would still offer to help then or give a word of advice if they were in trouble.

🌈She always questioned how you ended up in hell, since you didn't appear to be extremely evil or murderous, so she did ask you during one of her rehabilitation exercises what lead you to hell. Once she heard about the task you had to perform, killing your family, friends, and everyone you knew to avoid the spreading of the so-called "Darkness" had her crying profusely, pulling you into a tearful hug.

🌈She saw it through the eyes of your mask that your actions were justified, that you killed to prevent a much worse fate that could have taken your family and friends from you. If there was someone who could be redeemed, it was you.

🌈The first time she saw your face was accidental, as she was coming running down the hallway, thinking of a new idea for the hotel, before rounding the corner and bumping into you, causing your mask to fly off your face. Gasping in shock, Charlie starting apologizing left and right, observing you making sure you were alright. The sight of your true face didn't shock or bother Charlie one bit, she cared more about you being okay.

🌈When you started crying, Charlie started apologizing more and more, to which you told her to stop, since that wasn't what you were crying about, you were crying cause she hadn't looked away from you, even when seeing your scarred face. Charlie began to cry as well, pulling you into a hug, "I don't care about how you look Y/N. You are my friend, always will be!" The friendship between the both of you grew more after that incident, with you being more comfortable without your mask around Charlie.

Vaggie🎀

🎀A spear was directed right at your face/mask, the second Vaggie saw you enter inside the hotel. She was suspicious of anyone who came inside the hotel, and the mask on your face only made you even more suspicious. When she saw your eyes gazing at her through the mask, showing no signs of devious intentions, she quickly calmed down, lowering the spear with a quick apology.

🎀She was happy that the hotel was getting a new resident, seeing how happy Charlie was, she still was unsure about you, probably because of your mask and also you didn't know how you ended up in hell.

🎀The both of you didn't converse much, but Vaggie's eye always saw the little actions you did around the hotel. She noticed that you were very polite with conversing with others, even Alastor. It became very apparant how similar you were to her girlfriend, being a very good listener and always trying to help.

🎀The reveal of your past came as a big shock to her, as she learned you had committed murder and the victims were your close family and friends. But, it made her stomach twist uncomfortable learning that you killed not for pleasure or because you wanted to, it was because you wanted to save them from the atrocities of the evil that was corrupting everyone on that horrible day when you were alive.

🎀If Vaggie was still an executioner angel like she was in the past, she would have killed you without hesitation, regardless of what you did , but now that she was here in hell, and upon hearing that, she couldn't help but feel extremely sorry for you. It made her question a lot about other demons in hell, if they had to do something against their will, resulting in them going to hell, when they could have been sent to heaven.

🎀The time she saw your scarred face was when she came into your room, wanting to ask you about something. Her eyes had widen a bit at the sight, since it was the first time your mask was removed. The gasp she heard from you, brought her attention back as she saw you frantically covering your face with your hands, apologizing.

🎀"Woah! Hey hey its okay." Vaggie quickly appeared in front of you, placing her hands on your shoulder, trying to calm you down. She waited patiently, as she saw you slowly remove your hands, scarred face at full display. She observed the large scar that runs across your face that exposed your teeth, and that you were missing an eye, seeing the open socket. "Oh, its..um..I have a prosthetic eye......sorry you had to see this." Vaggie quickly shook her head, moving her hair away from her other eye revealing her large X. "Look we match." She said with a soft smile, which earned a laugh and smile from you.

🎀She had no problems with your scars, saying that they look badass. The both of you became more buddy-buddy after that, with the both of you talking more and helping out Charlie. She had offered to show you some fighting skills with her spears, as a way to protect yourself if you ever got attacked outside of the hotel or in the hotel, which you greatly appreciated.

Angel Dust🕷

🕷Angel, honestly didn't really care much when he first saw you with a mask adorned on your face. He figured as much that you were another schmuck, interested in being redeemed.

🕷You did have him curious with how you looked like, he thought you were probably drop dead gorgeous under that mask, hiding it away from everyone to avoid getting jumped. He had attemped to pry the mask off to get a selfie with you, which earned him a loud "NO!" and a hard push away from you. Damn, alright, no takey off maskey.

🕷He did apologize in his own weird way by having you hang out with him and letting you meet his adorable pet pig, Fat Nuggets. He could not stand how shy you were, like it made you stand out a lot, especially being in hell, he knew you would end up in the wrong hands, aka Valentino. He dragged you to clubs and stuff to try to loosen up a little and go with the flow, he even asked Cherri Bomb to hang out with you to help break that shy demeanor.

🕷️It took him a while to realize that you weren’t like a lot of the other demons her encounter. You had a kind heart and cared a lot for your friends. He was quick to comfort you when you had told everyone why you came to hell after murdering your family. He has been in hell for a while so he was use to all the stories and gossip of what this person did to get to hell and yadda yadda, but hearing your story felt like a knife to the heart

🕷️He was your emotional support friend after this, making sure you were okay and try to prevent things that would cause you to remember your past. You did the same to him in return after he had a rough day dealing with Valentino. You had introduced him to heavy metal music which was a good stress relief to scream out all the anger he had. It wasn't his vibe, but he appreciated it. He reminded you a lot like your step brother, just a bit more feminine then gothic.

🕷️The both of you were chilling in his room, listening to some music, when Angel brought up the topic about your mask, “Hey Y/N, so…uh…what’s the deal with that whole creepy mask shtick?” He noticed your body tensed up at that, not expecting him to ask that. Heaving a sigh, your hands began to unclasp the belts that were tied around your head, letting the mask fall to reveal yourself.

🕷️Angels felt his heart stopped at the reveal, scanning the amount of scars and missing parts on your face, wondering what the hell happened to you. Slowly inching closer, his hands had move to your cheeks, tracing them softly. “It’s a prosthetic mask, Angel. I…I was shot with a shotgun in the face when I was child…and um..” You couldn’t even finish your sentence when Angel wrapped his four arms around you, pulling you into a hug. “I gotcha Y/N…I gotcha.” Angel and you both hugged in silence, his hands rubbing your back while he peppered certain parts of your face with kisses, making you red.

Niffty🪡

🪡Being the curious one that she was, she whipped around you, checking you out and wondering about your mask. The billion questions she asked you regarding your mask, made you very uncomfortable, resulting in you avoiding her.

🪡It had escalated to her popping up on your shoulder, trying to remove your mask, which you did not like. After a direct scolding from both Charlie and Alastor, she had stopped with the mask antics. She was a kind demon the more you interacted with her, despite having some psychotic tendencies. Her way of apologizing for before was baking your favorite dish and making you a cockroach crown, which was kinda cute and disturbing at the same time.

🪡Upon entering your room to clean it, she noticed the big electric guitar that was lying on the bed. Grabbing it and bringing it you, she asked what it was and could you play it. You had played a couple notes which really peaked her interest, eye sparkling with excitement. You had offered to teach her how to play, but baby steps as you didn't want her to go to extreme and smash the guitar.

🪡Her impression of you changed dramatically when she discovered about the murders you had performed, her smile going wide and she was jumping up and down with excitement. She figured you were the same like Alastor, which is why she was so excited. She was a bit confused about the reason for why you killed, not understanding what "The Darkness" was, but she didn't comment on it.

🪡Coming into your room in the morning to bring you breakfast, she noticed you weren't there, but your mask was, laying by itself on the bed. Rushing over to grab it, she admired how it looked, while also cleaning it a bit, since she was a clean freak. She turned to see you walking out of the bathroom, and continued to stare at you. Once you realized that Niffty was there, you rushed over to grab you mask, struggling to put it back on. "O-oh! Niffty! I'm sorry, I'll put this back on. I'm sorry for scaring you."

🪡You didn't hear a reply back from her , but you felt the sensations of someone standing on your shoulder. The mask was quickly ripped off, with Niffty looking at you with a smile, eye shining. "Ohhh, You look cool, like a bad boy/girl!" Seeing how sweet she was gazing at you, you called down, patting her head with a smile on your face, “Thanks Niffty.”

Husk🍺

🍺Husk had a gift a reading people, but he had a difficult time when he met you. You gave off a weird feeling that he couldn’t pick up on, maybe it was cause of the mask on your face, or something else.

🍺He kept an eye on you though, to make sure you weren’t planning something, despite being dragged here by Alastor, he still wanted to help Charlie a bit, so he wanted to make sure no one was gonna mess it up. He quickly picked up that you were kind of a wallflower, you were just there, but he saw how considerate you were of others and how you were polite you were, which shocked him a bit, thinking he had drank to much.

🍺The both of you had a simple chat from time to time when we you were at the bar. The both of you bonded over music and games, despite yours being more electronic based and Husk having a preference for card games like Blackjack. Seeing how your eyes shined from the mask made him a bit happy, he even offered to teach you.

🍺He knew the actions that demons had performed to get a one way ticket to hell were atrocious or downright evil, but the time when he heard about what you did to get into hell, made him drop his beer. No one should have to do something like that, and the fact there was absolutely nothing you could do at all made it more fucked up. Husk didn’t know how to comfort you, so he decided to just wrap one of his wings around you, patting your head saying “Sorry kid.” He formed a closer bond with you after that, literally him and Angel acted like your paternal figures, checking up on you and chatting about random shit at the bar.

🍺After a eventful drinking contest one night, both you and Husk were passed out drunk on the bar table. Groggily walking up, Husk removed his head from the table and stretched, eyes scanning over to check on you. His eyes widen a bit, noticing that your mask had unclasped itself, showing your real face. He noticed the scarred tissue and the part where your teeth were exposed on your lip, “what the hell happened to you?” He thought, but he knew questioning you about it wouldn’t be a good idea.”

🍺He patted your head, which woke up up, eyes fluttering open slowly. As you sat up, head pounding from all the alcohol, you quickly realized that your mask had come off, causing you to let out a shriek, grabbing the mask quickly and trying to put it back on, “oh Husk…um…it’s…uh…did you….ummm…..how much did you…….” As you rambled on, Husk called your name, which alerted you enough to stop. “Hey kid. It’s okay. Calm down. Whenever you feel comfortable talking about it, I’m right here for ya.” He gave you a smile and rubbed your head, which you accepted, muttering a “thank you.”

Alastor🦌

🦌Al's eyes immediately were drawn to you the second you entered inside the hotel. Well well, who were you? The mask only intrigued him more, questioned going around his head wondering who this masked sinner was.

🦌He was always teasing you, poking your mask from time to time with his microphone, to even drawing a smile on it since he always says your never fully dress without one. You knew he meant well and was just being silly, but his habits involving your mask were getting annoying. He cooled it down after a talk from Charlie, but that wasn't gonna stop him from being closer to you, after all he found you mildly entertaining.

🦌He did admire how affectionate you were with others, including himself. Him being the radio demon, the most powerful overlord in hell, he expected you to fear him greatly, but you just carried on being near him, being kind and always read to have a nice chat.

🦌The both of you talked about music from time to time. You had force him to listen to the band you liked "Sanity's Fall" saying how good it was. Alastor still could not understand the appeal of metal music, but he admired your fondness for it, laughing a bit when you shook your head to the beat and loud screaming.

🦌Alastor still couldn't figure out how you ended up in hell, seeing as how you were so different from the other wayward sinners he had encountered. It took some prodding, but he eventually found out from you that you had committed murder and was nicknamed "The Sally Face Killer", His smile widen, realizing you had indulge in a little killing, reminding him of his youth. The feeling was short lived though when you further explained that the killings you performed were of your friends and family, due to the influence of an entity called the "Endless One" and a cult called the "Devourers of God." The smile on Al's face almost disappeared upon hearing that, powers surging and static increasing in the air, he wanted to find all of those cult members and that entity and broadcast their screams in hell.

🦌The day he saw your true face was when he was teaching you how to dance, honestly you had no idea how much stamina he had. The quick turns and sudden movements cause your mask to go flying, hitting Al's chest. Al stopped moving entirely and saw you crumple to the floor, hands covering your face, yelling "Don't Look!" Al was unsure of what to do, as he was not well tapered in the acts of comforting. Bending down, Al had placed his hands on your shoulder, trying to appease you, "There is no need to hide yourself from me! Come now! Show me your face!" His tone was kind, static missing from his voice. After a few minutes your hands had removed itself from your face, showing Al the face hidden behind the mask.

🦌His crimson eyes scanned over every feature on your face, observing the large scar that cut your lip and the missing cartilage from your nose. He was completely silent which mad you nervous, until he spoke, "Who did this to you?" Looking at his eyes, he was serious, demonic symbols surrounding him. Heaving a sigh, you told him the tale of what happened, how you were on a picnic with your family, and came upon a man wearing a dog mask. Being a child you had no idea what was happening, even when the shotgun was being drawn towards you. Next thing you knew your mother had jumped in to save you, resulting in her death, as the bullets pierced her stomach through her, and hitting you in the face, disfiguring you permanently.

🦌Alastor eyes had turned soft when you told him everything, hands that were placed on your shoulder, had wrapped around your back, pulling you into a awkward hug, since Al still wasn't use to actions like this. "I'm sorry for the misfortune that has fallen upon you. It is heart-wrenching that your mother met her tragic end, she did it to save your life. You are here alive now, because of her. As for your mask, there is no need to hide your scars, embrace them." Al couldn't see your face anymore, but he heard the little laugh coming from you as you pulled away from him, smiling at him for the first time.

🦌He and you had become more friendlier with one another after that, bringing you inside his radio tower during his broadcasts and even introducing you to Rosie, who immediately adored you. Unbeknownst to you, Al made it his mission to locate anyone who was apart of the cult, including the foul man who killed your mother. He couldn't wait to tear them apart limb from limb.

Sir Pentious🐍

🐍Well, Sir Pentious didn't know what to make of you when you first stepped into the hotel. He was been in hell for a long time, so he was use to seeing strange and uniquely shaped demons, but never has he encountered one wearing a mask.

🐍He did see how comfortable Charlie and Vaggie were when talking to you, so he decided to be a proper gentleman and introduce himself to you, "It issss a pleasssure to meet you. My name is Sssssir Pentioussssss." The both of you extended hands out and shook them, before removing them and going back to awkward silence, well it was a start at least

🐍His egg bois were just as curious as well, popping up whenever you were around and asking you a whole bunch of questions and giving you compliments saying your mask was cool, it was sweet, but the questions were overwhelming at times. Sir Pentious would always come and reprimand them, extending an apology out to you.

🐍He noticed you weren't very expressive, since the mask concealed his face, but he did recognized your eyes widening a bit in amazement whenever he was experimenting on a new gadget or weapon. You did tell him you were a nerd, which confused him since he wasn't use to terms like that, is being a nerd cool?

🐍The two of you bonded more and more the longer you stayed at the hotel, and Sir Pentious very much enjoyed your company since he still felt like the odd one out since he was on a mission to destroy the hotel and Alastor before, but you were odd too. You wanted to introduce him to video games since it was something you enjoyed playing when you were alive. It was funny seeing him attempt to learn the controls and how to mash buttons, but he quickly got the hang of it thanks to you.

🐍He was shedding tears when he heard about your past actions when you were alive, having been given the name "Sally Face Killer", and was forced to do horrific deeds resulting in the killings of your family and dear friends. His tail immediately coiled around you, offering his support in the group hug that was initiated by Charlie and the others.

🐍The day he saw you without your mask is when the egg bois had made you accidentally trip, causing you to fall, landing face first to the ground. Panicking, Sir Pentious waved his hands in the air in shock, before bending down to help pick you, "Are you quite alr-" Sir Pentious didn't even finish his sentence, when he saw you lift your head up, showing your real face with the shattered mask on the ground. Realizing that the mask was broken, your hands flung to your face, yelling out multiple apologies to him.

🐍You heard not a peep from Sir Pentious, but you felt a large tail wrap around you, pulling you closer towards him, giving you a reassuring coil hug, "I'm sssssorry" That was all he said, as he continued to hug you, which you responded back, by wrapping your arms around him. After the hug, Sir pentious brought you to his air ship where he would make you a different mask if you wanted, going on and on about adding defense mechanisms to it, which made you laugh.

Sinners:

@alastorsgoldie @91062854-ka , @delectableworm , @iiotic

@cookiekyo , @demoarah , @danveration , @beebsbea ,

@veethewriter , @forbidden-sunlight , @pinkcrystal44 , @luujjvi ,

@unholycheesesnack , @saturnhas82moons , @jyoongim ,

@aceofcards0-0 , @ghostdoodlen , @yourdoorisunlocked ,

@starshipcookie , @ainsliemac , @aria-tempest , @nobuharashinyao

, @sweet06tart , @blakedbeanss , @ihyperfixatedagain , @ktssstuff ,

@yakultt-art , @mooniee123 , @nightmarenaya , @darischerry ,

@sadnessiscoldtea , @alastorssimp , @imacollasaltitan ,

@dilucragnvindr-my-beloved , @batmanmonstarr , @felice-jaganshi ,

@justchillaine , @crazed-flower , @ohmylovewhereartthou-blog ,

@akiooshizuka , @lokis-imaginary-friend ,

@themysteriousslenderman , @huntlowfan , @futureittomainn ,

@christinaatyourservice92 , , @just-trash-yeah-thats-it ,

@angelinevalentine89 , @yunimimii , @staryosh1 ,

@mihawksdemoness , @crystalreads , @blahblahbruhmeow ,

@madam-strawberryrose , @inkslayer , @azazel-nyx , @lixanjewel ,

@artemisandhunters , @thereeallink , @ask-theradio-demon ,

@lousypotatoes @l4zyb0n35 , @midorichoco

@lillylovesalastorsm1 , @alastorthirsty , @yukiinee ,

@daydream-the-demon , @cosmiccoralz @aconstructofamind

@pumppkinlynn @erikaafernns , @silverpaw2 ,

@cosmiccandydreamer , @killer-nightmare0

[pazziville]

Can I Be Him — A Pazzi Fic

Wherein Paige Bueckers, UConn’s prolific point guard, has been in love with Azzi Fudd, her longtime best friend and current teammate for the longest time. The persistence in scouting the girl to the huskies was not for nothing. But of course, Paige kept this fact to herself. Yet, even after all these years, behind the basketball star’s confident and cocky-like attitude, lies insecurities for seemingly not being enough for Azzi.  Azzi constantly reminding Paige of the reality that she may never have feelings for the girl the same way the girl has for her when she repeatedly talks to Paige about her boy problems, deflates the latter’s self-esteem, while Azzi remains unaware. With the next season around the corner and Paige’s newfound courage to move on from Azzi, what would become of their relationship?

CHAPTER 2.

word count: 1,548

Chapter 1

“You have got to stop pacing around, Az. If it’s not making you dizzy, it definitely is making me.” Ice annoyingly tells off Azzi and goes back to munching on her popcorn while watching a TV show from the bed.

Azzi flops herself back first on the bed, covers her face with both hands and screams.

Ice flinches causing some of her popcorn to fall to the bed, “Girl what is wrong with you?!”

The girl gets back up and goes back to pacing, earning a ‘what the fuck’ look from her roommate who is considering calling 911 at the sight she’s currently witnessing.

“I messed up. I messed up. I messed up. I messe–” Azzi chanted while pacing before being held and stopped by Ice who was forced to now stand alongside her if she wanted her much wanted peace and quiet.

“What did you do?” Ice sternly asks her as if she was an interrogator trying to get the truth out from a criminal, which in this case was Azzi.

“I swear I didn’t mean to do it–” Azzi found herself avoiding the topic altogether.

Ice grew impatient, tightening her grip on Azzi’s arms, “Spill or none of us are gonna shit done here.”

It was Azzi’s turn to hold on to Ice’s arms as if it was a call for help, “I called Paige stupid and reckless.”

The two stayed in the same position for quite some time while keeping their eye contact intact.

A laugh from Ice breaks the silence between them and Azzi whines, “Ice, this is not funny!”

“It might not be for you but it for sure is for me.” Ice’s laughter grows louder as she further thinks about the situation.

Ice’s laughter fades slowly as she lets out a question, “Were the insults justified at least? To be fair knowing Paige, she can definitely be stupid and reckless sometimes.”

Azzi stomps her feet in regret as she recalls what she did, “That’s the thing, Ice. I think I definitely went too far with what I said.”

“Alright alright, let’s sit down first and get the whole picture. For sure you had your reasons. Now, tell me. What happened that led up to you saying those words to Paige?” Ice sits down and taps on the bed, signaling Azzi to sit down with her.

Ice knew Azzi had the tendency to be extremely sensitive to the people around her, making her confused as to why the girl could have uttered such insensitive words to someone, let alone to her best friend Paige. 

Heck, at times when opponents would say even the slightest dirt to the girl, Azzi would take it personal, as if she was the one talked trash to, immediately doing her best to distract Paige. Usually it didn’t take much for Azzi to get Paige to smile. Paige needed as little as Azzi looking at her with concern to make her smile from ear to ear.

Something didn’t add up. Seeing how stressed Azzi currently is, Ice knew there was more than meets the eye and she was determined to get whatever this is out of Azzi’s system.

Azzi was hesitant and Ice realized this, caressing the girl’s shoulder as a means of assurance that whatever is said in the room stays in the room, getting her trust and getting her to finally talk, “I don’t know what got to me. I saw Nika and Paige playing King of The Court. Even by then I was already pissed at Paige and I don’t even know why myself. My anger elevated the moment Nika got hurt. Then I saw Paige taking care of Nika. Then the words just slipped out my mouth and I just…” Azzi covered her face with her hands once again but this time in relief that she finally got that out her chest.

“So let me get this straight…” Even though there was nothing straight about what Azzi just told her. Ice thought. “Nika and Paige were just playing King of The Court, you were mad at Paige for no apparent reason. When Nika got hurt and you saw Paige taking care of her you got even more angry and let your emotions talk. Am I right?”

Azzi nodded, now looking at Ice with puppy eyes, desperately looking for advice. 

“Yeah, uhm. Have you maybe thought of the fact that you could be jealous of Paige being with Nika?” Ice suggests, eliciting quite a violent reaction from Azzi.

“What?! That’s insane! Why would I be?!” Ms. Curly Hair becomes defensive.

“Hey hey, calm down. When I say you’re jealous, I don’t mean romantically. Maybe you could be jealous your best friend is caring for someone other than you. You know, the platonic kind of jealousy.” Ice explains herself, earning an “oh” from Azzi.

“Unless…” Ice teased. It obviously worked on Azzi as she playfully hits Ice’s arm.

Azzi stands up with an enlightened face, realizing Ice is probably right. She rushes out the room, eager to fix things between her and Paige, “Thank you, Ice! I owe you one big time! Love you!”

Ice shakes her head and sighs, “At this rate they’re gonna hurt each other immensely before realizing.”

Azzi had no idea where Paige currently was. The girl had gone radio silent. Not a single annoying text and random call popped up from the blonde on Azzi’s phone. But despite this, she thinks she knows her best friend enough to trust her instincts. Paige, when not preoccupied in bothering Azzi, always turned to basketball. She’s also had enough fights with Paige to know she beats herself up with practice right after their fights.

Azzi’s guess was proven right while she was walking down the UCONN gym hallways. The sound she heard coming from a single person’s shoes was enough to confirm it. She knew Paige doesn’t like practicing with other people when she was getting her personal practices in. Of course team practices were a different story. Maybe that’s why the sight of Nika practicing with Paige a while ago bothered Azzi? She brushes this thought away and proceeds to enter the indoor court.

A sweaty and out of breath Paige is what Azzi met the second she entered. But despite Paige looking like she just finished a triathlon, the UConn point guard still showed no signs of stopping. The girl was doing everything. Shooting from everywhere on the court, grabbing her own rebounds, then running up and down the court whenever she failed to make a shot.

Paige was so locked in she didn’t even notice Azzi’s presence on the court and Azzi couldn’t help but feel even more guilty as she recalled a memory of her and high school Paige.

“Why are you so worked up in these personal practices of yours for the past few weeks?” High school Azzi innocently asks the hard-working senior from Hopkins.

Paige looked at her with a vulnerable expression, something only reserved for Azzi, “If I can’t get you to commit to UConn, that must mean I’m not good enough as a player for you to trust me.”

Azzi connects the dots, “So you’re working extra hard so you’ll earn my trust and hopefully play for UConn?”

“I care about what you think.” Paige sincerely says in a soft tone, making Azzi’s heart beat slightly faster, “So if me being good enough is what it takes to earn your trust, I’ll do it in a heartbeat.”

So if me being good enough is what it takes to earn your trust, I’ll do it in a heartbeat. Paige’s words repeat in Azzi’s mind like a tape loop, affecting her after seeing Paige go back to doubting her capabilities because of her.

Azzi slowly makes her way near Paige who was currently attempting a three from the top of the key. Paige’s shot attempt clanked at the rim and went straight to Azzi’s direction, forcing her to catch the ball.

As Paige turned around to try and retrieve the ball, she was met with the shorter, curly haired girl, and brown eyed girl she was so desperately trying to run away from, mentally and physically.

“You’re doing it again.” Azzi worriedly says, receiving a weak chuckle from Paige.

“In a heartbeat.” Paige gets closer and Azzi swears she stopped breathing the moment the first step was made.

“I’m sorry.” Azzi apologizes, waiting for Paige’s reaction or response, but once she said those two words, Paige stopped getting closer.

“If that’s all, you can go now. I’ve already forgiven you since you said those words.” Paige says, slowly grabbing the ball from Azzi’s hands.

Azzi feels a pang in her chest when Paige seemingly wants to scoot her away, “You know you can just say you want me to stay away from you, Paige.”

“But I don’t, Azzi.” Paige says, “I don’t want you to leave me here but I’m assuming you’re the one who doesn’t want to see me and is just forcing yourself to apologize to me and I just don’t know what to do–” She addedly rambled but then gets cut off by Azzi suddenly hugging her.

“I fucked up, P.” Azzi tightens her embrace around the older girl, “Let me make it up to you.”

a/n: here's chapter two for everyone! hopefully the pacing and understandability's still alright by this point. suggestions and feedbacks are highly appreciated. please do know that english is not my first language and the chapters are mostly not proofread, so any part of the story that may need revisions, kindly tell me. thank you! hoping everyone's having a great day so far! much love. <3

[getvalentined]

I've never done a full breakdown of everything that happened to my version of Vincent while he was under the knife (although there is a partial breakdown from like 12 years ago on Ask Vincent Valentine), but @spinejackel tagged my recent Vincent doodle gushing about autopsy scar (Vincent Has a Y-Incision headcanon supremacy!) so I figured it was probably a good time. This is also probably the best method, since I can apply the right tags and trigger warnings to hopefully keep it from hitting the people who would be disturbed.

For anyone who doesn't know, figuring out the fucked up physiology of victims of science is like my entire jam. I think this is what happens when you let a chronically ill child watch Akira and the original Bubblegum Crisis OVA and most of the works of Masamune Shirow. All that before FF7 even existed. This means that the explanation under the cut may seem excessive, and this post is very long. I've been building it over over a quarter century, I don't think there's any avoiding it at this point.

Warnings for body horror, nonconsensual body modification, medical horror and torture. Basically, if there's anything you can think of related to becoming a victim of science under the rule of an unethical sci-fantasy oligarchy, it's probably in here to some degree. It's explained plainly and simply, in clinical but not visceral detail.

My headcanons for what Hojo did to Vincent are pretty specific, albeit not precisely comprehensive; 27 years later I still don't really have a particularly solid concept for how he turned Vincent into a shapeshifter, although at least we know it's not something entirely specific to Vincent—Hojo repeated that facet of the experiment in Azul, but not in any other SOLDIER operative even in DeepGround, implying that it's only possible if very specific physiological conditions are met. The minimal concept I do have involves a twisted application of the concept of incarnate summoning as it appears in FFXIII-2, but it's very vague and also not the topic of this post. Maybe later.

Regarding the Y-incision/autopsy scar, my headcanon is that once Hojo tweaked Vincent into being able to regenerate from any injury—an enhancement that is confirmed to be entirely Hojo's work in Dirge—the professor of course felt it necessary to run various tests quantify the usefulness of his handiwork. He did this first by inflicting various surface injuries, then by causing more extreme bodily trauma, which eventually culminated in Hojo removing the majority of Vincent's internal organs in order to measure how long it took them to grow back and, assuming they did grow back, how the new ones compared to Vincent's original parts.

To be able to observe this as closely as possible, Hojo kept Vincent's torso open for the entire process—which he repeated twice more in order to check the weight, size and structure of the newly-grown organs in comparison to the originals. This study proved that most of them did grow back, but the majority of them stopped developing much earlier than was appropriate for Vincent's age and size. The difference was consistent, Hojo just never figured out why most of them grew back smaller and less-developed.

The reason this happened is based the fact that most of the organs in the human trunk are used in digestion and other related processes, and Vincent's regeneration means he doesn't need to eat or drink anymore. His body only expended as much energy as was completely necessary to develop those organs to the point of being functional rather than normal, because they're not really necessary. Vincent is glad he still has them, though, because he does still occasionally eat (usually in social situations) and also he'd be really sad if he couldn't even have coffee.

Vincent's brain activity remained normal during the entire process, although that may have something to do with Hojo driving a bunch of fluid lines into his head and flooding the inside of his skull with mako to keep him awake the whole time even while deprived of oxygen. (Rebirth spoilers, but seeing the bit in the Nibelheim Protorelic questline where Hojo does something super similar to this, after this has been my headcanon for decades, was a trip.)

Two organs didn't grow back at all: Vincent's appendix and one kidney. This was also the result of efficient energy expenditure, as the human appendix isn't necessary for survival, and only one kidney is really required. (Each time Hojo removed the new kidney, the one that grew back would be on the opposite side, which bothered Hojo to no end.)

His lungs grew back a little larger, possibly because his skeletal structure never quite recovered after his first transformation into Galian—his arms and legs are noticeably too long for his body, although not to the point of looking impossible, and likewise his ribcage settled to breadth that would allow for larger lungs. He doesn't really need these anymore either, related to his brain being exposed to so much mako during the process that it can now operate without oxygen if necessary, but switching himself over from aerobic to anaerobic respiration is really unpleasant and Vincent tries to avoid it when he can.

His heart was pretty normal by the time Hojo was done with him, although his heartrate had dropped to like 20bpm even when elevated. Again, if respiration isn't necessary, there's not much reason for the system to be active. (By the time Lucrecia was done this had dropped to around 5bpm on average, although it's completely arrhythmic and jumps all over the place when he's not either particularly active or on the verge of a transformation.)

This was the experiment that left Vincent susceptible to degradation, which Hojo didn't realize until after finally closing him back up. Upon realizing that Vincent's body wasn't responding properly to a different test (a repetition of an earlier experiment related to the regeneration of external tissues and features), Hojo just kinda threw him in a tube to be disposed of at a later date, kinda like that scene in Arrested Development where there's that dead dove in a bag in the fridge. The incision healed at some point during the period that Lucrecia was working on him, but early enough in her work that the tissue couldn't flawlessly regenerate (like it does in the present), leaving him with one more gnarly scar on top of all the rest.

Vincent is self-conscious about all the physiological changes brought on by what was done to him, often to the point of loathing. His left arm is the worst—it rotted off while he was in the throes of degradation and grew back as something that he hesitates to call his arm—but Vincent hates that Y-incision scar almost as much. Some days they tie.

(It has come up in appropriately horrified conversation with Shalua that, considering how his regeneration works, Vincent could probably get rid of all the scars on his chest if he somehow peeled the skin off his torso in a single swath. He will not be doing that. Besides, it might grow back the wrong color/texture/etc, like his left arm. Not worth the risk, much less the suffering.)

Also I gotta finish off this entry with the extremely stupid headcanon reveal that Vincent's (honestly fairly impressive) dick was cut off during the first round of bodily trauma regeneration tests—and Hojo has never felt the sort of rage he experienced upon discovering that it grew back bigger than before. This occurred early enough in the experiments that Vincent was not awake for it, and thus has no idea how the fuck this happened, and does not want to talk about it ever thank you very much. I've never mentioned it in public anywhere because it is extremely stupid, but I hope someone out there finds it as funny a concept as I do.

[ryker-writes]

TWST characters as siblings (Diasomnia)

Sorry but there's no Lilia as sibling. I really don't know that much about him and we don't know anything about his family, childhood, or even details about his regular life. Plus he's like Silver's father.

Malleus:

yet another royal

and not just from any royal family but the Draconia family

being royalty meant that there weren't a lot of people you could hang out with as a child

most of those you could hang out with were guards

but then there was your brother Malleus who you could always hang out with

you two spent a lot of time with each other growing up

naturally you two are close

Lilia was also with you two a lot growing up but more as a caretaker

occasionally Lilia would travel somewhere and bring the two of you gifts

the three of you would do everything together in the giant castle

throughout your days the two of you played, ate ice cream, learned magic, and studied together

Malleus is super happy when you end up in NRC together

he's even more happy if you end up in Diasomnia with him

you're someone he really cares about so of course he wants you to be near him

and all the knights are in Diasomnia anyway

if you end up in a different dorm, he will be annoyed

travelling to another dorm just to hang out with you would be inconvenient

he's extremely annoyed if you end up in Savanaclaw

only then would he try to see if you could transfer dorms

probably would have a hard time understanding why you wouldn't want to switch so good luck

Malleus is a protective brother

he won't stop you from making friends or talking to people, he'll even encourage it

but he worries when you start to spend less and less time with him

there's a small part of him that thinks you're going to stop being around him all together and that thought scares him

but he won't act on his worries

if you tell him about a romantic relationship, he's even more worried

he will try to get to know your partner to see what type of person his dear sibling treasures

he may also be slightly passive aggressive to your partner

there's also the other person who is protective of you...Sebek

since you are part of the royal family and Sebek is a knight meant to guard you and Malleus, he treats you the same way he treats Malleus

basically no one is allowed within 6 feet of you and they must watch what they say

Silver and Lilia are much more relaxed about others being around you

you probably have endured some of Malleus' gargoyle speeches in the past, so don't be surprised when he starts telling you about the gargoyles at NRC

he also invites you on some of his late night walks

most students will treat you similarly to Malleus, and they avoid you sooooo good luck

Silver:

father Lilia has two children???

you grew up with Silver

Lilia had you both living in a cabin in the woods

and Lilia wasn't there half the time so...

you and Silver spent a lot of time together and were very close

Silver spent a lot of time training to be a knight and Lilia helped him

if you wanted to train with them and become a knight yourself, they would both be thrilled

Lilia would be such a proud dad and Silver would love to have someone he can train with

if you didn't want to they would respect your decision and just let you watch the training

though Lilia would insist he teach you how to defend yourself at least

Lilia would take care of you two while he was there

this means you get told all sorts of stories, getting to play together, and he teaches you things

you also have to eat his food so good luck

when Lilia isn't there, Silver helps take care of you

he's a pretty decent cook (much better than Lilia anyway)

when big animals came near the house Silver would go out and handle them

Silver is glad that you two get to go to NRC together

he would be happy if you got into Diasomnia with him but won't really be upset if you get assigned elsewhere

Silver is not a protective brother at all

he doesn't mind when you make new friends and will even encourage you to make new friends and spend time with them

he would like to know who they are but won't get too involved beyond that

similar situation if you were in a romantic relationship but he would like to know more than just who they are

he would try to get to know them a little more

he's happy for you

Silver falls asleep often around the school so maybe help him

like if he falls asleep in an inconvenient place or in the middle of doing something

he's pretty relaxed most of the time so he's perfect if you need someone to talk to or to get something off your chest

he's a great listener and will fight off any drowsy spell for as long as he can to listen to what you're saying

Sebek:

are your eardrums okay?

there's a chance he got that loud voice from one of his parents

even if he didn't you still live with him and grew up with him

aside from Sebek you have two other siblings

both of your parents were often busy working at their dental clinic so you and Sebek would go visit your grandpa

he would teach the two of you how to fish and you and you two would often play in the water, sometimes with your other siblings too

Sebek would often talk about becoming a knight and serving Lord Malleus

sometimes he would even go off to train with Lilia

he would be so happy if you wanted to become a knight with him

if not that's okay too

your other siblings are a quite a bit older than you and Sebek so you and Sebek were somewhat close

he's happy that you two get to go to NRC

even happier if you get into Diasomnia with him

he wishes for you to witness Malleus' glorious presence too

if you don't get into Diasomnia he may be upset, but won't even think about you changing dorms

not that he wouldn't want to, but more because that idea doesn't come to him

Sebek is a little protective

he won't stop you from making friends or anything but if feels someone said something offensive to you he will start shouting

even if it wasn't offensive or you don't take offense

he does for you

you are family so in his mind a insult to you means an insult to him too

if you get into a romantic relationship, he's internally conflicted

on one hand he wants you to be happy and hates the idea of ruining your happiness

but he also worries about them hurting you

so conflicted that he's strangely quiet when your partner is around or gets brought up

like I said: he want's you to witness the perfection that is Malleus Draconia

so he'll try to bring you around Diasomnia often

he just wants you to see him and if you're lucky you can talk to him

but if you say something that Sebek thinks is wrong he's so sad

immediately falls to the floor apologizing to Malleus

his family is a part of him so anything you do reflects on him too

you also get daily updates on what amazing thing Malleus has said or done

most students assume you're going to be really loud at first and yell at them over small things

some may also come to you when Sebek is yelling at them and ask for help

[marvelsmylife]

Admiring from afar

Pairing: Bodhi Duran x reader

Request: I want a oneshot where the reader is in third year with xaden and garrick and she's sorta like platonic with xaden and he trusts her with his life and secrets and protective of her as best freinds. Bodhi has always had feelings for her but thinks xadens the better one for her. I wanna see how the reader will express her feelings towards bodhi and how it will play out. Maybe make the reader more possessive and morally grey pls

A/n I absolutely ADORE Bodhi. If you guys have any requests for him send them my way

Warning: jealousy to angst to fluff

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Bodhi has been in love with you for as long as he can remember. He loved how fiercely independent you were and stood up to anyone, even if they were twice your size. The only problem was that you never gave him the time of day.

Since you were always by Xaden’s side, he assumed you two were an item but didn’t want to tell anyone. Both you and Xaden were extremely private people that didn’t like talking about who you were fucking, and people were too afraid to ask.

Bodhi thought he was doing a good job hiding his feelings towards you, but he was sorely mistaken. You knew about his crush on you, and yes, you also found him attractive, but you tried your best to ignore the longing stares from him. Seeing as he was cousins with your best friend, you didn’t want to get involved with him because if you broke up, your friendship with Xaden might end too.

You took pride in being able to hide your emotions towards Bodhi, but apparently, you weren’t doing a good job as of recently. You didn’t know why, but watching Bodhi hang out with Imogen irritated you, and Xaden noticed. Xaden took it upon himself to tease you about having a crush on his cousin. “I want to know how long you’ve had hots for my cousin?” Xaden teased and earned a punch from you.

“Shut the fuck up,” you muttered before looking over and realizing Bodhi was staring at you, “Great, he’s staring.”

Xaden just laughed harder before ruffling your hair.

Meanwhile, Bodhi was watching the scene in front of him and grew jealous of your interaction with his cousin. He knew he had no right to be jealous, but he was, and he hated himself for it. “So, when are you going to grow some balls and tell y/n how you feel about her?” Imogen asked Bodhi and caused him to come back to reality.

Without skipping a beat, Bodhi replied, “The same day you do the same and tell Garrick how you feel about him.” Imogen grew serious at Bodhi’s comment and caused Bodhi to let out a hearty laugh, “What? Did you think no one knew about your crush on him?”

Imogen didn’t get a chance to reply; your voice boomed from across the field, “Duran, stop fucking around and do the task you were told,” you shouted with a scowl on your face before storming away.

Bodhi and Imogen exchanged confused looks at your orders but did as they were told before they got scolded again.

You didn’t see Bodhi until three days later during dinner. You were ashamed of your reaction, so you did everything in your power to avoid him after you lashed out at him and Imogen for no reason.

You tried not to look over at him, so you started to play fighting with Xaden. It worked for a moment until you had a gut-wrenching feeling to look towards Bodhi’s direction. You felt your heart break when you spotted Imogen whispering something into Bodhi’s ear, which caused you to slam your fist onto the table. That earned you a few stares, so you shot up from your seat and exited the dining hall with Xaden yelling after you.

You cried from frustration in your room for several minutes before you heard someone knocking on your door. “Go away, Xaden. I don’t want to talk,” you managed to get out.

“Y/n, please let me in,” You froze when you heard Bodhi’s voice on the other side, “I’m not leaving until you open your door, so I know you’re ok.”

You cursed to yourself because you knew he would follow through, so you reluctantly opened your door, “There, you saw me. Now leave.”

Just as you were about to close your door, Bodhi managed to slip through and entered your room, “What the fuck are you doing. I didn’t give you permission to enter my room.”

“I don’t care,” Bodhi replied, “What’s wrong? And don’t try to lie to me; Xaden said you’ve been off these past three days. Did someone do something to you?”

Bodhi didn’t know why, but he started to get angry at the thought of someone doing something to you. When you shook your head no, he inhaled sharply before asking, “Did I do something to you? If I did, I’m really sorry.”

You felt your heart break at Bodhi’s words. “Bodhi- fuck” You took a deep breath before looking back at him and continued, “I’m sorry I’m not good at this, but- I have feelings towards you, and it scares the crap out of me.”

To your surprise, Bodhi backed you up against your door and kissed you passionately. You eagerly kissed him back, your hands clinging to his flight jacket as if you were afraid he would disappear. “You are the only woman who has ever had my heart.” Bodhi said when he reluctantly pulled away from the kiss, “I have been yours since we were children.”

“I know,” you confessed, “That was the other reason I was such a bitch to you and Imogen. I thought you finally moved on from me just as I came to terms with my feelings towards you. I know I’m a horrible person for only saying this now, but-”

“You’re not a horrible person,” Bodhi cut you off, “and if I’m being honest, I was also jealous. You don’t know how jealous I get watching Xaden and Garrick joke around with you so easily. Imogen immediately notices and teases me for my reactions. When you would see her whispering into my ear, it was her teasing me for my reaction to your interactions with them. I have no desire to be with her; I only want to be with you.”

You felt tears running down your cheeks at Bodhi’s words and found yourself pulling him into a kiss. This time, you took control, and Bodhi was happy to follow your lead. “Bodhi Duran, would you like to go on a date with me?”

“I thought I was supposed to be the one asking you that question?” Bodhi joked.

“You are,” you replied, “But I’m going to be the one calling the shots in this relationship.”

Bodhi let out a soft chuckle at your response, “I’m more than ok with that,” Bodhi responded before pulling you into another kiss.

[matan4il]

Watched Eurovision last weekend and tried to only pay attention to the music but oof, the Israel derangement was horrid. Were any of the other contestants nice to Eden or at the very least not total assholes to her because where's she's from? Please tell me someone was decent or even mildly professional.

Hi Nonnie!

I'm glad to tell you that there WERE people who were personally decent to Eden and the Israeli team, from what I've heard.

One of the parts that suck is that it feels like talking about it too loudly might bring those people into the line of fire. I can say that about myself, that while I was treated awfully by some people in fandom, I've had people be absolutely wonderful to me, and I've had to keep my mouth shut and not thank or celebrate them publicly, because that would have drawn the fire to them. They absolutely do not deserve that. And it sucks that I can't even be openly grateful. Same with the people friendlier to Eden, we Israelis have heard stuff, so we know of them and are thankful, but I don't think anyone has said anything too public, because no one wants to endanger them.

Still, I hope it's been long enough since the final, that we can safely share a few things. Also, I'll emphasize that most of this is hearsay, I can't verify any of it, because it wasn't published officially, this is just the stuff we hear.

The Israeli singer who grew up in and was representing Luxembourg was really lovely with Eden. Tali could have easily avoided ANY association with Eden, so I give her credit for not doing that. The German singer was the nicest to the Eden and Israeli delegation, and I also heard that Germany actually stood up for Israel when the EBU wanted to disqualify it, rightly pointing out the differences between this situation and Russia's ban. I heard good things about the Austrian singer as well, the Latvian, and the Georgian singer. There's probably more that aren't popping into my mind right now, but this is a start, and it's nice knowing kind people, who won't bully a 20 years old singer just because of her nationality, do exist, right?

Another part that sucks is that even some of the people who were nice backstage to Eden, were only willing to do so away from the public eye. I think the most extreme one is the 2023 runner up, Finnish performer Käärijä. He ran into Eden backstage and was totally cool with them doing a short, quick rendition of his ESC song together (which you can see in the link below). It was clearly just two people who love music having fun together, but once the vid was posted online, people started attacking him for supporting genocide (because that's not a leap of logic at all), and he quickly put out a message denouncing everything he's said and done ever, including being born. Then he just had to reassure all of his bullies that he's "okay" even further. The Norwegian 2023 singer who was supposed to deliver her country's jury results had already announced she won't as an anti-Israel measure, so when he was supposed to give the Finnish jury vote, he simply announced he won't, letting people make the connection, and figure out for themselves that it was an anti-Israel move.

Still I think you can take the ones who weren't loudly nasty to Eden, and assume most were nice enough to her privately, even if not publicly. To figure out who those probably were, on top of the ones I mentioned above, I'll just give a short rundown of the performers who were being awful about Israel to different degrees (so you can figure out who was at least decent by way of elimination): Ireland, Belgium, Switzerland, the UK, the Netherlands, Greece, Portugal, Lithuania, Norway, Finland, Slovenia, San Marino, Denmark.

I hope I helped... Have a good day! xoxox

(for all of my updates and ask replies regarding Israel, click here)

[fateunwritten-if]

GENRES: Fantasy, Romance

CONTENT WARNING: Blood, Violence, Swearing, Some suggestive content (never really gets explicit).

You know something isn't right.

Yet here you are walking straight into the unknown. You should have listened to them you could've avoided this. Your already married to a prince and now the same people you grew up with seem different as it its a different reality. But even if you decided to listen now it would be too late.

Your fate is unwritten don't try to write it.

DEMO

☆ Customizable MC: choose your name, nickname, appearance, gender, and pronouns.

☆ Romance: 4 males, 2 female (so far its not in stone), and 1 possible poly route.

☆ If you don't want romance, you could just make friends with everyone, or the opposite.

☆ Your not the only one here.

☆ The choices you make may have consequences later.

☆ Will you find the truth?

Queen Hera

"You are a royal now. Take responsibility."

Head of the family, your family, and the Queen of Florin. She oversees the well-being of the kingdom and its Civilians. A close Friend of Idris, the General.

She is a caring and kind person. Although he is more strict and harsh with her family including you.

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General Idris (RO)

"I never said it would be easy."

The General of Florins army. Sarcastic, coy, and a natural leader. He always gives his very absolute best. He's extremely loyal to the royal family.

They value loyalty above anything and everything else and will stand beside you whenever you need them; as friends or possibly more.

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Astoria (RO)

"I hope you know that I will never let you get hurt."

Apart of the Royal Guard. Almost always with a smile and a happy personality. She's usually training the newer guards but whenever she has free time she loves to just talk with you.

She's a just a kind person but she can crack when certain things happen especially when it happens to someone she cares about.

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Prince Ivan (RO)

"People like me aren't supposed to have someone like you, I think fate was being a bit harsh on you."

Your husband and friend. He may look harsh, but really, he's easygoing and always finds time to crack jokes to make the best of your arranged marriage. He likes to train in his free time when hes not stuck in his royal duties.

He's loyal and holds honesty as a priority but he still holds secrets from you only because he doesn't scare you away.

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Shadow (RO)

"Not listening to me won't get you anywhere"

The Whispers and the one who guides you in your mind. He is the reason you're still alive. His real name is 【ｃｅｎｓｏｒｅｄ】.

He's 【ｃｅｎｓｏｒｅｄ】 and 【ｃｅｎｓｏｒｅｄ】

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Flora (RO)

"I know how this will end."

She is the chill best friend. She's your sunshine protector of you,the sunshine. And she might become your shelter in the storm.

She mostly hangs out at the park or library just to relax and enjoy the atmosphere.

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Prince Emir (RO)

"I think you are going to end up getting hurt."

He's the younger prince. He has quite a slight contrast to his older brother. While even though he is not very expressive, he's a very good listener.

You can find him in the palace courtyard and library.

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