#and leaves him dangerously malnourished a lot of the time

[fionnacampbellsoup]

part of my multiverse/finnverse thing. these two have so much lore its insane

[snail-migraine]

Yandere Tartaglia

This man is like a dog when it comes to his darling.

Sweet and caring to you but to everyone else he is a dangerous maniac who will attack anyone who dares to take a step too close.

I imagine that he probably found his darling when they were just wondering the streets.

No food, no water, no mora to their name. Nothing.

Not even a home or a family to go back to. Absolutely nothing.

Looking at your malnourished body, he felt both pity and anger.

How could someone, anyone for that matter, just walk by and let you slowly decay like this?

Certainly not him.

He decided in that moment he was going to take care of you.

"Shh, it's okay. Don't be scared. You're going be okay, everything is going to get better I promise."

He basically just picked you up, put up on his shoulder, and said "This is mine now."

In the beginning he tries his best to keep his distance, especially since he doesn't fully know what you went through on the streets.

And also you don't know that he's just trying to make sure you're okay.

It pains him to see you flinch away from all of his touches, when you refuse to eat for fear of being poisoned.

He doesn't know who made you so paranoid but all he knows is that he'll try to make your life as comfortable as possible.

And if that means he has to keep at an arms length, then so be it.

But everytime he sees you cuddle up close with the mountain of pillows and blankets on your bed, he can't help the burning jealousy he feels.

Why can't you cuddle him like that?

Once you start showing signs of getting better, your temper tantrums lessen in numbers, and you no longer flinch quite as hard when he pats your head. That's when he decides that now is the time to let loose.

"Sweetheart! Where's my sweetie? Where are you baby? Come here and give me some smooches."

The man is so smitten for you.

You have one of the most powerful men in teyvat wrapped around your delicate little pinky and you didn't even realize it.

He showers you with all of his love, from gift-giving, to quality time, to snuggling up together at all hours of the day.

You and him are practically attached at the hip.

However once you start getting better he has to go back to being a Harbinger.

Most of his job just includes him moving around a lot and not being able to come back home to Snezhnaya all too often.

Which means he either has to take you with him or leave you back at home.

As much as it pains him to do so he chooses to let you stay back home in Snezhnaya.

You've only just got use to being home in Snezhnaya, it would be cruel to make you start hopping place to place just to be with him.

It tears his soul apart that he has to leave you, but as a member of the Fatui, he does what he has to do.

He decides it's best not to introduce you to his family just yet, and instead allow you to be guarded by Fatui members when he's not around.

What he doesn't know however is that you plan on escaping when both he and the guards are not looking.

You're not much of a hassle to begin with so the guards have a tendency to slack off whenever they feel like it.

Which usually means taking short naps during their long working hours.

All you had to do was figure out when they usually fall asleep and prepare.

When the hour comes your more than ready, every fiber in your body is practically jumping with joy at being away from Tartaglia.

You wade through the thick snow of your Homeland, with a giant fur coat engulfing your body as you figure out which way to go.

In your excitement you don't think to cover your tracks. Which is how, when Tartaglia came home to an empty house with nothing but sleeping a guard to comfort him, he knew exactly where you went.

"Stop fighting it.", Ajax's tone drips with his barely contained rage. If his iron-grip on you wasn't a sign of his anger, then his voice for sure was.

Words couldn't describe how enraged you made him. He'd thought you been getting better, that you'd grown past wanting to run away. Turns out the moment he let his guard down is the moment you decided to sprint.

How dare you?

How dare you play with the strings of his heart like this. He trusted you with his heart and you just rip it all to shreds like it never even mattered.

His footsteps crunch in the crisp snow. His face no longer looks like that sweet, smitten, puppy dog that you knew. No this Ajax is cold, dangerous. The Ajax you knew was gone the moment he figured out you decided to run away from the sweet domestic home life you were so graciously blessed with. The Ajax you knew was replaced with Tartaglia the cold eleventh Harbinger of the Fatui.

The one who served the Tsaritsa with nothing but blind loyalty and bloodied blades.

You should've known that this plan would've failed. You should've known that Ajax would've done anything to get you back into his arms. Oh but how hope can blind the weak.

Hope prays on our dreams and tells us that no matter what we will prevail. No matter how many times we stumble and fall. Hope will guide the way. What a load of shit.

Hope is what got into this mess, carried like a princess, your arms held together tight behind you, your 'Lover' stalks his way back to the mansion hidden deep within the dense Snezhnayan forest. The very same mansion that has held you prisoner.

Hope has done nothing but lead you blindly into situations that progressively get worse and worse. You know that so far Ajax has been gentle with for fear that you'd get scared and try to run away. Now that you have, you tremble at what he might do to you now.

With every passing moment your mind fills with worse and worse images of torture you'd havr to endure at Ajax's hands. All because you allowed yourself to believe in some shitty hopefulness. With every new image, your lungs tighten even more. Your heart pounds in your chest, and your legs twitch. Every bone in your body screams at you to run.

But again, that's what got you here in the first place. Didn't it?

Ajax darts his eyes down at you, taking in your shakey form. Your uneven breathe and beating heart all tell-tale signs of how scared you are. How scared you are of him. Your terror must've taken over all of logical thinking.

No matter how angry you make him he'd never lay a so much as a finger on you.

Never.

He sighs before kissing your forehead, the kiss is soft and loving. Reminding you of the Ajax you knew. His face falls from the once tight expression to one more somber and melancholy.

Stress and disappointment etched onto his features. He loves you so much, and he hates that he'll have to punish you. But he can't just let you get away with this.

He brings you up higher, digging his face deep into the crook of your neck. Taking in a whiff of the sweet citrus perfume he gave you. You don't move, your body turned frigid the moment he kissed your head. You don't understand what's going on.

He lifts his head up, looking you in the eye. His eyes mimic a raging sea, waves of blue and teal swirl together to make a his powerful gaze. The look in his eyes is enough to bring tears to your eyes.

You've never seen him look at you like that. With such sorrow and sizzling frustration.

He brings a hand up to your face, wiping away all the tears falling from your watery eyes as he coos in your ears.

"Oh baby, don't cry, there's no need to be scared. I'd never hurt you. I only want what's best for you. But I can't just let stunts like this go unpunished. I promise you, it'll be over before you know it. Okay baby?"

[xmalereader]

DI Leon Kennedy X Bunny! Male Reader

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Authors note: The horny police came for me. Also expect a lot of hybrid shots.

Summary: Leon is in need of a vacation and wants to spend more time with his bunny boyfriend, perhaps start his vacation with some welcome home sex?

Warnings: Fluff, backstory, mentions of Jill and Carlos, death island spoilers-ish, NSFW, MDNI 18+ only, kissing, dirty talk, pet names, collars, mentions of heats, sensual sex, Leon’s a tease, more romantically sex then rough, reader is a hybrid rabbit, rabbit traits, bunny ears and tail.

Word count: 3.3k

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Leon wasn’t kidding when he said that he needed a vacation.

After the events of Alcatraz and going against Maria and Dylan, Leon knew that he needed a break from everything to at least get some time on his own before Hunnigan finds him another mission to take.

Once they were picked up from the island and flown back out, he returned back home with the rest of the others, making it to the airport in one piece as the all board off. Leon had already told Hunnigan that the minute he lands home he won’t be accepting any missions since his vacation starts now. Jill had reunited with Carlos an ex-umbrella agent who’s she’s been seeing for awhile now, while Chris and Claire had each other.

Leon didn’t really expect anyone to wait for him at the airport since he actually never told anyone that he would be home early. Before he could leave he’s invited out for some drinks by Jill, waving him over while the others wait for him only for him to turn down their offer.

“Leon S. Kennedy turning down a drink?” Said Chris while chuckling, “Are you still infected?”

Leon shakes his head with a laugh. “No infected, Rebecca cleared me up.” He responds back, holding his duffel bag in his left hand while he slows walks backwards and away from the others. “Besides, I’ve got somewhere to be.” He adds on, eager to get home while he gives everyone a smile, leaving them all confused and asking themselves why Leon was so eager to leave.

No one would have thought that Leon had a partner waiting for him back at home. After everything that he’s been through, no one would think that he would find someone that he would settle down with or perhaps devote his time too due to him being busy with the work and the amount of things that he goes through a daily bases.

After the events in China, Leon had given up on chasing after Ada, chasing after someone who he knew he couldn’t have and finally made the choice to move on with someone who he could actually have a possible future with. Imagine his surprise when he ends up finding a special experiment during one of his missions.

He was assigned to locate an old lab that belonged to umbrella searching for classified information that could help them for any future bio weapons that they were to stumble upon only to find a special experiment locked away in the deeps of the lab. Leon didn’t expect himself to find someone there alive still, but when he took a good look at the lab he noticed how recent the technology was used and the different types of medicine and chemicals that were used.

He had reports back to Hunnigan, letting her know that the lab he was assigned to search was still being used and had found someone still alive. He thought he had stumbled upon another dangerous bio weapon only to find a man with animal characteristics chained up to a wall, looking very malnourished and thin. What caught Leon’s attention was the pair of rabbit ears on his head along with a tail that peaked out from underneath his shirt and pants that he wore.

Leon had freed him that day and took him back to base where Rebecca exams the man and get further medical attention. Both Hunnigan and Leon were able to search through the files under the lab and found various files under the name Project Zero giving them further information about the hybrid that lied asleep in their own lab. Turns out that the man wasn’t entirely human since he was first found but a rare hybrid that hid from society, taken from his home at a young age only to be experimented on for who knows how long.

They kept the hybrid a secret in order to keep him safe until they found out more about his species and where he came from. When the hybrid first woke up he was in shock and panic, destroying the lab and fighting back whenever someone approached him. Leon had stepped in to help only to be caught by surprise when the hybrid jumped into his arms, holding onto him tightly and not letting go. The agent himself was in shock by the sudden move.

It wasn’t until later that he finds out that the hybrid felt safer around him since he remembers him rescuing him from the lab and taking him out of that awful place. Rebecca was able to check up on the hybrid without any issues due to Leons presence in the room and from then on it took time for them to find out more about the hybrid and finally getting him to talk and to give them his name.

Y/n was able to tell them everything from the time he was take to the time that he was rescued by Leon. He was very young when he was taken along with his family. Being experimented on and losing everyone but himself, due to him being the youngest the scientist kept him alive the longest in order to see how he grew and developed with time.

Even though Y/n was able to tell them very little he still held a fear of being used by them and closed up every few days. They knew that they couldn’t keep the hybrid locked inside a lab forever, triggering his traumas whenever he was around the room it wasn’t until Leon volunteered to take care of him, getting Hunnigan to find him a secluded area for the both of them in order to grant the rabbit a bit of freedom without society knowing about him just yet.

When Hunnigan found them a place to stay for both Leon and Y/n for the time being until they were able to figure out more about his species and with the time that Leon and Y/n’s spent alone in the cabin he was able to find out more about the hybrid, reporting back to Hunigan and letting her be know that Y/n reacted in the same manner as a rabbit.

He had a great sense of smell, hearing, very calm and of course, faster than Leon whenever they went on runs together. His ears were sensitive to him along with his tail, having to cut holes in all of the clothes that Leon got for him. He also discovered that even though Y/n was a rabbit he was able to tolerate meat and not always relied on vegetables only eating small amounts of it before focusing back on something he can eat without any problems.

The one things that Leon never reported back to Hunnigan due to embarrassment was Y/n’s heat.

It started off with Leon’s shirts going missing, surprising the man whenever he opened his drawer or closet only to notice the shortage of clothes. He ignored it at first and simply bought himself more clothes.

The next was how much the rabbit was eating, finishing his plate rather quickly and getting seconds without needing to ask. Leon told himself that he was perhaps getting adjusted to getting proper meals again due to the amount of time he was locked away and fed very little.

The breaking point was when he noticed how close and affectionate Y/n was being towards him. He was either leaning in close to him whenever they would watch a movie together or would find the rabbit in his bed the next morning, curled up to his side without a care. That’s when Leon looked into his behavior only to find out that it all pointed towards the hybrids heat, knowing that its something that rabbit have all year round, but for Y/n it was only every few months.

Leon never reported back to Hunnigan the things he did that night with the hybrid the way he sounded and the way that Y/n’s back would arch whenever Leon fucked into him. The agent knew that he should have said something, but didn’t.

Ever since then the two have grown closer, deepening the bond that he had with Y/n until he was finally off the hook.

The Hybrid stayed with Leon after 3 years the two have gotten closer than ever and knew each other like the back of the hand. Leon needed someone that he could talk too that he can come home too whenever he completed a mission instead of coming home to an empty house full of silence.

When Leon arrived home from the airport and stepped inside his home he’s greeted by a faint smell of his favorite food being cooked along with some music playing. His lips twitch into a faint smile as he sets his bag down and closed the door behind him and makes his way towards the kitchen where he finds his little bunny cooking.

He’s humming along with the music while stirring the pot the smell of various different spices that he’s cooking blinding his sense that he doesn’t notice the familiar scent that belonged to Leon until his floppy ears perked up when he hears the sound of his familiar heartbeat causing him to turn around in surprise.

“Leon!”

He turns the heat down and rushed over to Leon, hugging the man and smiling widely as Leon returns the gesture and chuckled. “I’m back…” He breaths out tiredly, clearly jet lagged from the long flight back home.

“You said you wouldn’t be back until next week.”

Leon chuckled. “I finished earlier than I thought.” His fingers brushed against Y/n’s check, holding him close before leaning down to capture his lips into a soft kiss when the kiss is returned he doesn’t stop himself to deepen it. Y/n can feel Leon’s hand trail down his back and pull him closer he tries to break away from the kiss, but Leon keeps leaning in. “Leon..the food…” he’s able to breath out between kisses only for Leon to guide them towards the stove, reaching over to turn the knob off.

“Food can wait.” Leon finally says then went on to remove his jacket and Y/n swore he was salivating at the sight of the man’s broad shoulders and biceps now out in better view. His shirt clung well to his form and made his waist look smaller and his torso bigger and god, Y/n was about to hyperventilate. “Missed you while I was gone, missed the way you feel against me.” Leon had mumbled out, lips hovering over his as he guides him towards the living room, hands on his hips while he walks them over.

“Finally got that vacation, told Hunnigan that if she needs someone for a job she will have to bother someone else.”

Y/n whimpered, unsure what to do or say next. “Y—you—we-“

The man pounced.

Leon’s arm shot out to pin him against the large couch, getting the hybrid to gasp in surprise by his sudden strength. His ears falling back against his head while he stares up at Leon who towered over him. His skin on fire, with his back pressed straight against the couch underneath him and his insides burning for anything to happen. He could already feel his thoughts officially turn to mush and his instincts just come alive with want, please, want, want, want.

Y/n hadn’t been aware he would be so desperate for something like this after Leon’s return. He’s handled longer missions and never felt such way until now. His head was light, almost to the point of dizzy, as he found himself looking up at Leon. “Look at you, baby. You’re so ready for me. You’ve been starving for this for some time, hm?”

“Y-Yes.” Y/n groaned, face growing hot in embarrassment as Leon got closer to him, one large hand reaching down to his thighs. Leon can only smirk, leaning down close in order to continue teasing his rabbit. “Eager I see, want me to fuck you?” Y/n could moan like a dying man, “Yes.” He can feel Leon’s hands trailing down his legs, eyes roaming down his body.

The agent can only chuckle by Y/n’s squirming, knowing how much he missed and craved for the hybrid as he slips his hand underneath his shirt, fingers exploring his chest and stomach until his thumb grazed over his nipple. “I’m going to make you feel good, back blowing--”

“Leon!” Y/n whines out in desperation.

Leon chuckled and blew against his ear, “Let me finish, baby.”

Y/n was about to cry.

“I’m going to make sure that our neighbors are able to hear you from here, let them know that you are all mine and how much I missed the tight little hole of yours.” Leons hand founds its way between the hybrids legs, cupping him over the shorts he wore while his middle finger stroked over his entrance.

“P-Please.” Y/n whimpers out while fighting back a moan from escaping past his lips. “You’re cute when you beg.” Said Leon and the hybrid is quick to know what he wants, knowing that he won’t do anything until he hears him beg for it.

“Please…j-just fuck me. Please. Fuck me. God, Leon, please, please. Want you. Please!” He could paw at Leons pants if he didn’t feel like it would be too much effort to try and move. “Ok, baby, whatever you want.” And then he gripped Y/n and hoisted him up pressing himself against him. “Legs around me. Now.” Y/n scrambled to do so, wrapping them around the man’s waist, and whined.

Instantly, Leon started to move. He gave a few experimental grinds between Y/n’s legs and the hybrid nearly shrieked with joy. Then the sinful mouth found its way to Y/n’s neck and without any sort of timidness or pause latched on to it. Leon nibbled and sucked to the point Y/n knew it would leave a bruise and nearly orgasmed right then from the thought. Y/n’s fingers found their way into Leon’s hair, tugging on them and is rewarded with a bite.

“Fuck, been waiting to have a taste of you ever since I got back.” Leon gave him another bite on the neck before he lapped at it with his jaw. “How about we remind our neighbors your pretty sounds, hmm? I want to hear my name spilling from your pretty lips more but let’s just hear how good it sounds.”

Y/n broke out into a drawn-out whine as Leon positioned himself to angle right up against Y/n’s short covered cock and began to slowly, but with more authority, thrust up against it.

“Say my name.” Leon ordered.

“L—Leon.” Y/n fumbled out and gave out another cry when that earned an even harder thrust. Leon moaned out. His voice sounded like sin. “Now, lets get started on getting you filled up.” Y/n’s face grows bright red. “Gonna stretch this pretty hole of yours and make sure that my cock is the only one you need.”

Y/n released a broke, high-pitched whine that dissolved into a moan which caused Leon to start rutting against him, grinding as if they were in some filthy club, and Y/n did his best to keep up but he felt himself just losing his mind. It was like he was floating away and getting drunk. Leon’s mouth and attention was actually making him go insane and he couldn’t help but love it.

He wanted more.

The two kissed like they didn’t have enough time together, tongues battling against each other, lost in the moment while Leon works on getting the hybrid undressed. Finally getting rid of the shirt he wore and quickly fumbling with the shorts he wore. Y/n moans when he feels the cool air once Leon removes his shorts along with his boxers and Leon smiled and went back to kiss over his face, trailing down his neck, to his chest.

He licked at a nipple and growled when his hybrid lover gave a gasp. His fingers trailed up and down his side, tickling over his chest and hips.Leon went back up to the hybrids chin and began to nibble, it was one of his favorite places on his lover, and smiled to himself when he earned another little rush of air. It was adorable.

With another nip he pulled back, smirking to himself when he gave off a little whine, trying to reach out to him in desperation. “Hold on, impatient little thing.”

Leon was quick to remove the blue shirt he wore. He started to unbuckle his belt when he heard another little noise. Staring down, he smirked when he saw those eyes looking at his bare chest with clear want and hunger. “You’re staring…you can’t hide anything can you?” Y/n’s eyes snapped back up to him in embarrassment.

Leon chuckled, “You have nothing to be ashamed about. I like it when you stare.” When Y/n avoids his look he smiles with amusement and leaned down to kiss him again, barely able to resist the skin. “A-Ah…” Y/n whimpered and Leon paused a moment over the hybrids collarbone but then trailed up to the neck again, lips playing over the collar. “Baby,” Leon began to push his pants off, groaning when they came in contact with each other completely bare and with a whimper, Y/n’s clenched his eyes shut, trying to catch his breath.

Y/n bites his lip when he felt Leons harden cock graze against him and tried to keep his breathing under control. The man was large, probably larger than Y/n ever handled before, and he simultaneously felt excited. With a noise that sounded like a squeak, Y/n’s body arched slightly as those larger hands wrapped around him and pressed against his back, smoothing down till they grabbed his backside and squeezed and pushed the cheeks apart. Y/n released a silent choking sound, surprised at the aggressive grip, eyes wide towards Leon. “Oh, gods.” He moans out.

Leon doesn’t need to prep him due to how wet he already is and easily slides inside, earning a chocked out moan. It takes Y/n a few minutes to adjust to Leon’s size again after not doing it for some time before he finally grows comfortable and gives him a nod to move. Leon doesn’t need to be told twice as he began to move his hips, leaning down to capture his lovers lips into a kiss.

Y/n meets him thrust after thrust, finally breaking their kiss when he’s doing little more than gasping and panting and moaning Leon’s name over and over and over again into his mouth. Leons eyes begin to burn, he’s so overwhelmed and frantic and on fire that he’s not sure how much longer he can last. He ducks his chin to press his lips to Y/n’s flushed chest, before Y/n curses and drags Leons mouth back to his.

“I love you,” Leon breathes when he can’t take it anymore - his blood is searing through his veins like lava, he’s surrounded by Y/n in breathtaking ways he never could have hoped to be. On top of it all, amongst their slapping skin and gasps and moans. He rests their foreheads together, bringing a trembling hand up to Y/n’s face and pressing his thumb against Y/n’s cheek. Y/n swipes his tongue against his swollen, kiss-bitten red lips and flutters his eyelashes Y/n rolls his hips on Leon’s cock only once more before he’s coming, too, impossibly tighter around Leon while he’s still riding his own high. It draws a long, satisfied moan from deep in Leon’s chest that has him wondering how soon he could go again, or how quickly he could coax Y/n to hardness again.

“I love you, too,” Y/n breathes against Leon’s lips, trembling and panting and sweating. “Welcome home, too…”

That causes Leon to laugh, hearing the sudden welcome home after everything. “I am home.” Leon breaths out while claiming the hybrids lips into another deep kiss.

[baby-tini]

NO BC NOW THAT IM THINKING ABOUT IT.

Realistically, Kantou, Bonten, and Manila are all likely to have some sort of a weapon with them. But, say that maybe somehow they either don’t have their guns or they somehow agreed on a fair fight…I think that it would genuinely come down to it being a drawl. At the MOST, I think racer has the least chance of winning because unlike the other four, he didn’t exactly stay a gangster. Sure he’s still knowledgeable in fighting but I do think that racing probably takes up most of his time, so he isn’t exactly as sharp on his skills as he used to be. Between the other four, I think it’s between Toman and Kantou. Manila is extremely trigger happy and has the rage to fuel his strength but compared to Toman who has more experience due to being older, he’d be sloppy. Bonten probably could still fight but personally I think In his timeline he’s a little more malnourished and doesn’t actually fight like he would in Kantou or Manila.

Okay I have so many thoughts abr this to share with you BUT it’s my anniversary and my wonderful girlfriend requires my attention so!!! I will be taking my leave.

OMG HAPPY ANNIVERSARY TO YOU AND YOUR GF!!! CONGRATULATIONS!!! And by all means, you can share any thoughts whenever you want too!!!

I agree with everything you just said tbh, it all makes sense. Street Racer Mikey is very preoccupied with his... street racing, so, he's not worried about fighting and all that, plus he doesn't need too. Most if not all the times Mikey has fought was because he had too. Whether that was too protect his reputation or protect his friends, sure Mikey fights for fun, but most of the time it's for serious reasons, like what happened to Pahs friends, iykyk. I do think Street Racer Mikey can still fight, very well, but I do agree, he's not a kid anymore so he's probably not as sharp when it comes down to it.

With Manila, Kanto and Bonten though? 100% they always have a gun on them, Kanto not as much, but definitely Manila and Bonten. Toman is more a fighting type of guy and not really weaponry, but if he needs too use a gun, he will. I also agree that Manila is very trigger happy and very quick to anger, he's also still very strong, he picked up Takemichi, who's like 125-130ish, and threw him to the floor, no problem. Toman, I can picture, definitely has more experience and is very quick and sharp in combat. Manila is very tunnel-visioned, Kanto is running on dark impulses, so he's extremely dangerous and quick too piss off. Bonten is, like you said, pretty malnourished and very skinny, unlike Toman who has quite a bit of muscle, Bonten doesn't really have any.

I can also see Street Racer Mikey not being as confrontational as his counterparts, don't get me wrong, he'll still fight if he needs too, but he's not as quick too turn to violence, as Kanto, for example. Also the most dangerous thing about Mikey is his dark impulses and Street Racer Mikey doesn't have any, another thing, I'm pretty sure it was said in the anime that Toman\OG Timeline Mikey is the most dangerous because Takemichi never met him, plus he lost Draken, who was the only one that could keep him sane, an anchor for Mikey if you will.

Apologies for my little three paragraph rant, but this idea really has my attention and has me thinking... a lot. Anyway, like I said Happy Anniversary, and thank you for all these juicy, funny little scenarios❤️

[teufelsabbiss]

Story-idea: de-aged OG!SQQ

(eventual Liu Qingge/Yue Qingyuan/Shen Qingqiu)

Can't be the only one who'd love to see a de-aged, amnesiac Shen Qingqiu bite someone's hand out of possessive over-protectiveness, because they dared to threaten (or just touch) Yue Qingyuan. Especially if most of the other peak lords see this.

Anyway, this is what sparked this story idea.

Shen Qingqiu hasn't been well for a while already and then gets into a big argument during a peak lord meeting, which causes him to suffer a qi-deviation. He ends up de-aged to his 12 or 13 year old self and only remembers what happened up to that point.

And holy shit, this is very clearly the opposite of a spoiled rich kid. He's malnourished, neglected and possibly mistreated. He also clearly speaks (and curses) like a street urchin. It's a pretty big shock to his fellow peak lords.

Except for Yue Qingyuan, who immediately tries shielding him from the others. Which isn't going too well at first, seeing how tall, strong men usually spell danger to Shen Jiu. Some of the others try with the best of intentions to get a hold of him to prevent more harm, like him tripping off the rainbow bridge or having an even worse qi-deviation etc. But naturally he's trying to run away from everyone who does. It gets very chaotic, until Yue Qingyuan draws Xuan Su an inch out of its sheath and stops any further shenanigans.

After that, Shen Jiu has a good look at his face and recognizes him as the adult Qi-ge. That Shen Jiu is still wearing (and tripping over) his own too big robes makes it easier for him to believe that he somehow de-aged. Then he pretty much hides in Yue Qingyuan's embrace.

Everyone always questioned why the sect leader is so partial toward Shen Qingqiu and how they first met. Now, with how they interact, they strongly suspect the two grew up together. Which means everyone realizes that Yue Qingyuan is likely a former street child as well. Contrary to Yue Qingyuan's expectations this actually makes them more appreciative of his accomplishments and friendship.

But now Mu Qingfang has to make sure drawing Xuan Su didn't cause lingering damage. Which in turn makes Shen Qingqiu question what's wrong. He's only getting an abridged version, but that's already enough for extreme concern and vile curses against Yue Qingyuan's shizun. Everyone is really shocked and baffled how much he actually cares about the person he usually couldn't even speak five phrases to before flying off the handle.

As for Shen Qingqiu, his qi-deviation was severe. No one can say for sure whether the de-aging will revert back or is permanent. For the time being it's best to assume it's the latter. He has to completely start over with his cultivation. And here comes the next big surprise for the others – Shen Qingqiu has outstanding talent. No wonder he was so salty about his comparably mediocre abilities before...

He can't perform his peak lord duties until he trained up to it again. Qing Jing is run by teachers, hallmasters and occasionally the other peak lords. There are no new disciples accepted and Shen Qingqiu is re-tracing and re-learning most things from his personal library. Most of the time he is on Qiong Ding, partly because he wants to be close to Qi-ge and partly because Yue Qingyuan is too worried to leave him alone on Qing Jing. It's also awesome for both to just enjoy being together without the misunderstandings and resentment poisoning them. Finally everything seems to go well.

Shen Qingqiu can't help admiring his Qi-ge. He's become so much more attractive as an adult. He already was in love before, but now these feelings get a lot more pronounced over the years.

Then Liu Qingge decides to teach Shen Qingqiu proper fight etiquette and gets more than he bargained for. Because Shen Qingqiu unexpectedly develops feelings for him as well. Instead of a treacherous viper threatening to kill him, he now seemingly has a smitten troublesome gremlin hell-bent on future marriage to deal with. Hearing that Shen Qingqiu is exclusively into men is yet again flipping assumptions about him.

Shen Qingqiu is rather torn about having feelings for someone other than Qi-ge in the beginning. But then he decides he wants both! He has always been greedy, why stop now? It doesn't take much convincing for Yue Qingyuan to agree to marry him later. Liu Qingge is a harder nut to crack, but he's immortal and Shen Qingqiu will be soon again as well, so he's ready for a long courtship.

When Luo Binghe joins the sect, he's accepted into Qiong Ding. He and Shen Qingqiu have a complicated relationship. Luo Binghe is very confused and a bit intimidated by knowing this teenager, who is only a few years older than him, is a peak lord who had an accident. And Shen Qingqiu thinks Luo Binghe is too naive and a pushover who needs to learn to stand up for himself. His brand of tough love and help is sadly sparking feelings in Luo Binghe that will ultimately stay unrequited.

Shen Qingqiu's courtship of Liu Qingge naturally includes gifts. Among other things a trinket of some kind that alerts him should Liu Qingge be in trouble. He has to more or less be bullied into taking it with him into the Lingxi caves, but it ends up saving his life. Shen Qingqiu knows something bad happens the moment the qi-deviation starts and he can alert Yue Qingyuan to go in and help. This finally fully convinces Liu Qingge that the courting isn't a long-running ploy. He's more receptive to the courting after this, even though the whole situation is still very strange.

Sha Hualing attacks the sect and is pretty handily defeated in the three matches. Shen Qingqiu wins the first fight, Luo Binghe is eager to impress him and barges in to fight Sha Hualing. Since he's very well trained, he wins. Shen Qingqiu sent a message to Liu Qingge as soon as the attack happened and he rushes out of seclusion to arrive just in time to easily win the third match and, with the combined attack of the others, chase the rest of the demons away.

Shen Qingqiu is drawn into Luo Binghe's dream realm and aids him, thus inadvertently strengthening Luo Binghe's romantic feelings towards him. Shen Qingqiu has no idea this is the case.

Shen Qingqiu accompanies Liu Qingge on his hunts and missions quite often. It's good practice for Shen Qingqiu's duties and opportunity to get closer. Yue Qingyuan and Liu Qingge get more fond of each other as well during this time. This makes Shen Qingqiu stress over losing both at first, but once they reassure him they intend to marry him as well as each other, this is alright for him.

Years later, both Shen Qingqiu and Luo Binghe are attending the Immortal Alliance Conference. Binghe's seal breaks and a cultivator from another sect attacks Binghe upon seeing him. Shen Qingqiu by chance arrives and knocks the cultivator out from behind. After thinking of ways to get Binghe out and realizing there's no way this could work without others noticing that he's a demon and getting the wrong ideas, he urges Binghe to jump into the Endless Abyss. His main concern is not so much Luo Binghe staying alive, but keeping Qi-ge and Liu Qingge safe. He's sure that would be in jeopardy with the sect under scrutiny for harboring a demon and consequently being suspected of responsibility for sabotaging the conference. Eventually Binghe does as he says.

When Shen Qingqiu turns 20 or 21 he is ready to take charge of Qing Jing peak again. Soon after, he, Yue Qingyuan and Liu Qingge marry.

Binghe comes back after three years and intends to propose to Shen Qingqiu, only to find he's too late.

Obviously this could lead to more drama or even another addition to the marriage. But I personally am really fond of Binghe/Vinegar and him pining in vain, so...¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[dark-angel-of-muses]

Here we have Warriors the Succubus! Man has legs for days

Fact Time!

Warriors has a Hylian boyfriend named Varian! He's much shorter than Wars and a little nerdy. He makes terrible puns that Wars will howl at while everyone else politely tries not to cringe.

No I did not forget, Ravio is a succubus too! Warriors and Ravio connect and help each other, as will be a focus in the upcoming story in Ravioli week, Rehabilitation!

Black/dark hearts in a succubus' eyes are a sign of love poisoning, when the love they eat is rotten. Warriors has some remnant black hearts from his time during the war with Cia, who took him as a prisoner of war for a few weeks in this story.

His signature statement piece is Booty Shorts, of which he owns many pairs, despite having an ass flatter than a plateau. (He looks great, Legend just makes fun of him for it because there's only so much ammunition he has in their verbal sparring)

Could go on, but I'll leave you with just a drabble I wrote for now:

"Hey, Wars? I notice you haven't eaten much," Legend started.

"Did you forget I don't normally eat physical food, or...?"

"No, like. In general. Ravio needs kisses and cuddles all the time throughout the day, but I don't see you doing any of that."

"If you're offering snacks, I won't say no," Warriors grinned, fangs poking out from his lips.

"Ugh. Not in your dreams, Pretty Boy. Unless you're dying, find your food somewhere else." Legend stuck his tongue out at Wars. "No, I meant, are you hungry? Not doing all that? I don't really deny Ravio, so I don't actually know what's excess and what's necessary."

"Ah, I understand. Well, I think it's different between him and me? You and Ravio don't go further than kissing, right?"

Legend blushed. "Um. No."

"Then it's a different game. Going further helps sate a lot more, for me at least? Spending a night with someone can last me a week before I get hungry, a month before I'm in any kind of danger."

"So what, kisses and cuddles are less nutritious? They're not as good as sex? Is he malnourished?" Legend felt a spike of fear, was Ravio not eating right?

"No, no, you don't have to worry about that. If he was in danger, you could tell. Succubi starvation leaves pretty obvious physical marks. He seems perfectly happy and healthy from my view. It's more like eating five tiny meals a day instead of one big meal? You're spending a lot more time eating, but the food is the same. It's just a quantity thing. I didn't sleep with anybody for a while after the war, and I got by just fine, I just needed a lot more regular hugs and kisses from Artemis."

"Huh, so. You both are ok? You just like eating bigger meals less frequently?"

"Sums it up nicely, I think."

Huh. Well that put a worry in Legend's heart at ease.

[skibidi-mimic-division]

Now I'm curious, are mimic alphas aggressive or are they neutral? (I'm not too up-to-date with your universe, so I hope you don't mind me asking.)

Mimic Alphas are not ALL aggressive. Buddy is also considered an "alpha class" camera mimic and he's benevolent to all of his pack members, he's even patient with Fiend!

He lets everyone eat at the same time and with the same amount of portions, he helps look after newborns and young, congratulates new parents when they give birth and allows them to bond with their little ones for weeks at a time, and he even protects the young and injured from outside threats. He's a golden leader, just like Veteran! However, his previous pack had an alpha that was the polar opposite of him. Buddy came from a pack that didn't treat each member equally and fairly. Peons were treated like borderline slaves that built nests and did the dangerous hard labor that would result in death. Peons were also only allowed to eat whatever remained after the rest of the pack was finished eating. Mostly just scraps...even stripped bare bones. Buddy spent most of his early life being worked day-in and day-out with only scraps of food as his reward for his tireless effort. The behavior is certainly not universal and is only sourced and encouraged by what alpha is currently in power. The alpha of Buddy's previous pack was cruel, controlling, and selfish.

While Buddy only got scraps and a cold hard place to sleep, the "royals" of the pack would gorge themselves on food brought to them from their underlings and would keep the better parts of the nest to themselves and their offspring. Pretty soon, Buddy began to fall behind in his efforts because of him being malnourished and abused. His situation was only getting worse and worse as the days went on. He was starving to death...and his alpha didn't care.

Eventually, he had dissenting thoughts and wanted to leave the pack. He thought long and hard about his situation...he could leave the pack and go on his own with a sliver of a chance for survival...or stay and slowly starve while he worked himself to death for an alpha that didn't care for him. After lots of quiet thinking, and one fateful night with a lot of hope and courage, he simply got up and abandoned his pack while they slept. From what I remember him telling me, he was a loner for a while. Going from place to place, scrounging around for food and morsels. But his weakened state only worsened and one snowy day in January...he collapsed and waited to die. Then...he met me. It was the first time he ever felt cared for and felt like he was worth anything as I carried him back to the base on my back and nursed him back to health. After such a horrible start to his life, Buddy swore he would NEVER be like the "alpha" that he abandoned. In Buddy's words: "He was more like a dictator than a leader. Alpha's are supposed to care for their pack, not abuse them and neglect them. One that does so should never be considered a true alpha."

[sour-heart-treats]

[Serving Who I Want - CWs: Minor Mention of Blood]

It was an eventful night that the hotelier had endured. The sounds of squabbling beasts just outside of Earl Grey's manor became much more than the usual outside noise when a voice reached through one of the windows despite it being closed. It was with a furrowed brow that he'd wander outside to find the source. If there was someone in danger, Grey would know better than to leave someone on their own. It was a faint reminder of what he had always done, in a way. Taking in the misfortuned. However, one thing that he did not expect…

…was to find the fallen prince, battered and bloodied by wild animals. Dark Choco's hood and cloak were torn to shreds, with already existing bandages- shoddily applied, though he will not judge- coming apart and exposing wounds still yellowed and scabbed… something certainly had it out for the poor dishonored royal. Nevertheless, that only made him work faster. Grey would call behind him and give a one-two clap to bring his assistants to aid him in carrying the prince. They were already heavy as is, but having them unconscious exacerbated the issue.

The servant would give a quiet huff as he gently pulled up one of the torn sleeves to check for a pulse. A relief, though not one that would lighten the situation by much. It was still slow. Weak. For a warrior from the Dark Cacao kingdom, he was almost surprised that they wouldn't be carrying around any weapon, even a makeshift one knowing how resourceful that kingdom was with its stingy resources. That sword of theirs- where was it? Ah, that wasn't something he could question right now. Grey could hear the crunching of grass and leaves behind him, denoting that his assistants were nearby. Medical work first, questions later.

It has been such a long time since he has seen the prince. Seeing his sleeping body so peaceful despite everything that had happened to them brought a smile to his face. Typically he expected to see nothing but turmoil and distress in their slumber. The sight brought a fondness to the hotelier's heart, believing that it meant that they would recover just fine. Grey felt a nudge on his side, looking down to see one of the teapot maids suggesting to him to take his leave and get some rest. They operated on his own magic, so he considered it his mind telling him he was exhausted. That's not a surprise at all, he was typically exhausted by this time- and this little extra predicament had only brought less time into his already tight resting schedule. "I suppose…" Grey would concede, beginning to step his way towards the door, only to wind up turning right around when he heard stirring from the Dark's bed. Ah, already?

Most of the time spent from then on was fine to Earl, albeit the air was quite heavy. He could sense fear in the prince's heart. The way they gazed at him, the way they kept closing in on themself despite how relaxing it would have been a lot less strained on his already malnourished and mistreated body. Well, to him it seemed malnourished. This was probably perfectly normal for a Cacaoian. Eventually, Grey would have to press on the issue, as much as he didn't wish to. "I know you are frightened by my connection to the Cookies of Darkness- expecting me to report this as we both must." The loss of eye contact Dark Choco had given only proved his point. "I am not going to tell anyone that this has happened to you… You and I both know how Pomegranate treats her subordinates…" Dark would grunt, shaking their head. "I'm not- I'm not a part of this anymore. I left." Grey blinked; now it was his turn to be the one with a startled gaze. "You- pardon you… left? Just like that? Goodness, I must be so behind on what's gone on over there…"

"I do not expect you to show empathy for who is not aligned with you any longer." The recovering royal would sigh in disappointment. "I will be on my way as soon as I am able to stand. I do not wish for either of us to get into trouble with the Enchantress for my sake. I am sick of her- I am sick of them." "You say that as if I am particularly fond of them, either." Grey would immediately regret his choice of words. Not from the confusion that it spurred from Dark Choco, but rather the fact that it was something that snuck past his 'I am fine with everyone regardless of who they are' facade that came with his line of work. "What I mean to say is- ah-… It does not matter who you are, who you follow, or whatever happens to you… Dark Choco, you are always welcome at the Grandmaster Hotel. And I am not saying this to ensnare you and try to bring you back- I would not wish that upon a friend of mine." Friend… Yes, he can call them that. Dark finally brought their gaze back up, prompting a smile from the hotelier. A soft, warm sign that he truly wishes for tranquility.

"I cannot guarantee you peace… I cannot heal every scar across your skin and what you have lost from your time in the dark… but at the very least, I can bring you some respite when I am capable. Does that sound alright to you?" Trust was hard to come by in the CoD. He knew this well. Grey offered a hand, keeping his watch soft and being as patient as required of him. "Even if you wish to leave, you can always return when needed. I may be busy, but there will always be a spare room open for you to take, and no one but the two of us will remember that you stayed here, for both of our sakes." And though a moment of silence would pass between the two… Dark would gently reach a hand out that absolutely swallowed Grey's smaller hand and shake, though not without hissing from their wounds.

"Ah- let me, let me get you some more ice…" "No need." "...It will be needed later, if not now."

[nizzysam]

Micah's Mother (HC)

In the game, we can hear a bit about Micah’s father during some of his campfire dialogues. But what about his mother?

The following is my personal take on her story, her relationship with Micah’s father, and her sons. I'll also talk about life after her death, as I presume she was the first one to die in the family, leaving Amos and Micah alone with their father.

Appearance

Light complexion, wavy light-brown hair, straight nose and blue eyes. Of average height and malnourished, especially towards the last few years of her life.

She wasn’t the prettiest, but she had kindness in her eyes and in the way she carried herself. Never resting gaze, hands always busy doing something, anything needed doing.

Background

Her name was Joanna. She was raised religious in a poor family, and kept the faith, believing and praising her God as she was taught.

Micah Bell II was always in her life, passing trough the village with his family. Sometimes he stayed for a few months, sometimes a few weeks, and other times just a couple of days.

She always had an eye for him, and the feeling was mutual. Eventually, they got together.

He was sweet on her and they were happy, got married and had Micah soon after.

Joanna knew what kind of man Micah Bell II was, but she loved him and he loved her. She wanted him getting a proper job and being a proper man, but the only thing he was ever taught was that way of life. Joanna planned on changing that, eventually. For now, she was happily married and had a male firstborn. What else could a young religious woman ask for?

Micah Bell II was gone for weeks at the time, getting money how he knew how, coming back to them as soon as he could, often time with little money to give. A few years after Micah was born (I like to think 2 to 4 years), she got pregnant with her second child: Amos.

Death

It wasn’t an easy pregnancy. Unfortunately, she died while giving birth to Amos, a healthy baby boy. She didn’t even have the chance to hold him before she passed away, dying as soon as she heard him cry.

Life after her death

Micah Bell II was left alone raising two kids. He was never a religious man and now that the woman he loved died, he started to despise that invisible being in the sky.

The kids were to small to bring them along, and he left them with Joanna’s parents for a few years.

In those years, he started to drink a lot, taking on job after job, one more dangerous than the other. He grew hateful and violent as the days went by. The pain of his wife’s loss broke him.

When Micah was old enough, eight years old, his father started bringing him along to teach him his ways and to make a man out of him. But especially to stop his parents-in-law to indoctrinating him about God and religion. Joanna’s parents were not happy about it, but there was no stopping Micah Bell II.

When Amos was also of age, he took him, and together they started to roam the Country as the Bell family had always done.

He wasn’t kind to his kids and was downright cruel to Amos, constantly reminding him of “what he did to Joanna” and how he should have died instead of her. He went on drunken rants about God, about how unfair it was, about how there’s no such thing as a God but only winners and losers and they better remember that. Or else.

Micah remembered, even if faintly, a version of his father that was affectionate, and he held on that memory even during the beatings. He was just a child, after all.

Amos knew nothing about his father, and he didn’t want to. All he ever wanted was to go back to his loving grandparents.

As they grew older and their father grew drunker, the brothers participated in heists that frequently ended in shootouts.

Amos and Micah didn’t really get along. It wasn't that Amos didn’t love Micah, but he saw how similar he was becoming to his father. Micah cared for Amos. He was his little brother, after all, and even if Amos didn’t remember it, Micah held him and played with him when they were children in their grandparent’s house.

I believe Micah Bell II died alone, drunk, and hated by both of their kids after they finally got to live their own life, away from him and from each other.

As of that one time Micah Bell II tried to kill Amos, I will just redirect you to this beautiful fanfiction Sins of the Father by @the--end-is--nigh. Warning: read the tags and prepare yourself for a good sob.(My HC differs from hers in one way you’ll pick up on once you read the fanfiction. I will not spoil it for ya.)

Fin.

[neverenoughmarauders]

Romione (but it's actually fanon wolfstar)

Reader: I want to sit down and read about the golden trio and Neville, Ginny and Luna. *Picks up the Harry Potter series, but its just Ron and Hermione as fanon wolfstar*

PS/SS

Harry and Ron become best friends on the train. They meet Hermione and Ron immediately thinks about how pretty she is. Shame she's such a pain in the arse. Ron gets paired with Hermione in basically everything, and will remain her partner for the rest of the series. This is particularly awful for Hermione because Ron is so stupid he barely knows how to open a book and because she's so smart and pretty, everyone wants to be her partner.

Ron ends up in the hospital wing after fighting Draco Malfoy during Harry's second quidditch game, and Hermione is too busy being worried about Ron to really care that Harry made it safely through the match.

When Ron chooses to sacrifice himself in the chess game, Hermione can no longer focus. She refuses to leave Ron and lets Harry journey on, on his own (to be fair, that's the movie version too). The days Harry are unconscious following the attack by Quirrel, they both agree they are worried about their friend, but they spend most of the time bonding over how nice it is that he's not around.

COS

Hermione is part of rescuing Harry from the Dursleys. Where Ron goes, Hermione follows, or the other way around, nobody really knows. 

Ron spends the entire year being worried about Hermione. Every time she is gone for 5 minutes too long, he's nervous the heir of Slytherin has gotten to her. Sure, Harry has some pretty scary episodes hearing voices and all that, but he is half-blood, so he's going to be fine. 

Harry is not very upset when Hermione is found petrified. Everyone else is super upset, Hermione is the best of the best. Harry though, no, he complains that this got Quidditch cancelled. Ron immediately punches Harry for being an arsehole, and eventually Harry agrees that Ron is right.

Ron can no longer focus in class. Of course they follow the spiders, but this time Ron is so malnourished from not having eaten lately, that the whole thing is a lot more dangerous. 

Ginny gets taken to the chamber of secrets, which is particularly devastating because she and Hermione are close, and Ron just knows Hermione is going to suffer deeply from the loss when she awakes. Ron defeats the heir of Slytherin - it's his sister and ... friend - definitely just attractive, smart, friend after all.

POA

Ron is speechless when he sees how beautiful Hermione's skin is after a summer abroad. He is now almost certain he is in love with her. There's a massmurderer after Harry, so we know Ron and Hermione is worried about him, what needs expanding upon is the increasing tensions between Ron and Hermione.

When Scabbers is 'eaten', Ron decides to cut Hermione out and because he's so in love with her, he decides he needs to date a girl - choosing Lavender Brown. Hermione pretends not to care, after all, she's the smartest, prettiest and most popular in her class, so she's got everything she needs. What about the firebolt you ask? Well, I am not sure the two of them have even noticed Harry got a broom without a card.

Ron doesn't apologise until they find Scabbers, which makes it all the more horrible for Hermione to see Ron be dragged away from her and whatshisname - Ron's best friend. Ron's best friend is naturally upset about the whole thing, but Hermione is beyond terrified, shaking and throwing up as they make their way through the secret tunnel. Ron stands on his broken leg to shield Hermione - it's bad enough Black is after his best friend, but if he hurts Hermione all hell breaks loose. 

GOF

Ron doesn't really like Quidditch, so he and Hermione spend the World Cup discussing how obsessed everyone else is about the sport. As the Death Eaters attack the camp, Ron immediately picks up on the danger for Hermione as a muggle-born.

When all the wizards apparate and start shooting stunning spells, Ron is the one to throw Hermione to the ground. Luckily Ron's best friend has good reflexes so he's fine. Ron's best friend soon starts talking about how fun the whole thing was - a bit of adventure is always exciting - and Ron has to remind his friend how dangerous the whole thing was for Hermione and how insensitive it was of Ron's friend to think any of this was fun.

Luckily, Ron's best friend is forced to participate in the Triwizard Tournament so Ron and Hermione don't have to spend too much time with him. Unfortunately, Ron hasn't actually broken up with Lavender, so when the Yule Ball comes up, Ron doesn't quite know what to do. He finally breaks up with Lavender to ask Hermione out when he learns that she's accepted Viktor Krum. Ron keeps it from Hermione that he's broken up with Lavender, so Hermione only learns this when Ron is without a partner at the ball. Ron's best friend notices Ron sitting alone, and walks over to chat for a little bit but he's busy making Cho jealous, so he spends most of his time on the dance floor with his date, leaving Ron on his own.

Ron is of course his best friend's greatest treasure, which Ron would have found quite disturbing if it hadn't been for the fact that this allows Ron to be tied underwater together with Hermione, who is his greatest treasure. Though she is Krum's greatest treasure which kills Ron on the inside. He pretends not to care, and Hermione thus thinks he doesn't care. This makes her more determined to pursue things with Viktor Krum.

When Ron's best friend emerges from the maze, Ron and Hermione are beyond worried. Ron's best friend is immediately showing all signs of PTSD and the two friends must do what they can to comfort him. This makes Ron really really upset - it's his best friend after all - so Hermione has to stop being super popular for a bit to take care of Ron. Everyone agrees this is super cute - and everyone knows they are made for each other. It's just such a shame they don't see it themselves.

OOTP

Hermione spends the summer with Viktor Krum, which Ron tells himself doesn't matter. He doesn't care. They are friends now. But he's overjoyed when Ron's best friend gets attacked by Dementors, because Hermione returns to be with the two of them. Ron's best friend is quite often sulky and alone, forcing Ron and Hermione to spend quite a lot of time together. It's awkward, because when she returned she had this big hickey on her neck which she has tried to cover with a scarf. Ron is quite stupid, so he wouldn't have realised, except Fred and George are there to point out that it's summer and Hermione is definitely covering a hickey.

Hermione gets the idea to start the DA, and like in the books she lets Ron's best friend do the talking. He's a good talker after all. But everyone knows this is all Hermione's idea so they all come up to thank Hermione afterwards. Ron's best friend however is completely oblivious, and so glad everyone sees what a natural leader he is.

Ron's best friend fails to understand Cho's emotions, so Hermione explains what's going through Cho's head - except it's actually heavily subtexted as her own feelings for Ron. Ron picks up on this, but at the same time he completely misunderstands. After all, Ron is really really stupid. Ron gets together with Lavender again, because that way he and Hermione can stay friends. Hermione has actually just broken up with Krum, but no worries, when she learns that Ron is together with Lavender, Hermione just starts dating Ginny, and then she moves on to Roger Davies when Cho tells Harry Roger Davies is a solid 10/10.

At the Ministry, Ron and Hermione gets separated, and when Ron sees Hermione again he's sure she's dead. He runs after Dolohov and gets Crucioed. Doesn't matter, the bastard attacked Hermione and killed her. Ron gets Crucioed so so bad. When Ron wakes up, he sees that Hermione is alive. She's weak, but alive, and she's been crying because he's been screaming in his sleep. Later, Ron learns that his best friend lost his godfather, which is shit, but still, it's really annoying he has to keep coming to visit Ron and Hermione and be depressed about it in front of them.

Skipping ahead to the Battle of Hogwarts

Neville kills Nagini. Neville, who's Neville? Oh an insecure boy that was nearly a hatstall in PS - did I forget to write that down? Anyways, he's been hanging around Ron, his best friend and Hermione for some time now. That’s what makes this a big deal, he’s finally emerging from the shadows.

Ron's best friend wasn't killed, which is good, because Ron was breaking down knowing he'd lost his best friend in this whole world, and Hermione did not know what to do to comfort him. But now that Ron's best friend is actually alive, Ron and Hermione sneak out of the castle, leaving Ron's best friend to take the credit for all the horcrux hunting the three of them did - well actually, only Hermione did. Ron and his best friend are totally useless - whatever his name was.

[katsukikitten]

Imagine betting your life on a hanafuda koi koi game and winning, which is no surprise you always win. You haven't been beaten once since you turned sixteen and now a decade later the gambling on the game has gotten you far.

So when the cruel Oiran of the house asks you to play a high stake game and you win she doesn't particularly like that.

Asking you to play own more round but against her brother. If you win you get to leave this place debt free.

"And my friend? I want her to be debt free as well."

Before she can agree to the condition her brother crawls out of her spine, twisted smile on his face that makes your blood run cold.

"That's fine but if I win I get to keep your pretty little friend and my sister is free to do with you as she pleases."

"That's fine. I won't lose." Your friend is gripping your bicep, it's unbelievable what you'll wager. She isn't sure if this is a skewed kind gesture or if betting your own life has grown boring.

This is a game of strategy, wits and a lot of luck. You had an abundance of all three but especially the luck.

So when you barely lose by a point in the sixth round, by a boring chaff no less while you were building a up the five lights after so dangerously declaring koi koi in the last round.

He sets his cards down on the silky play mat with a sharp toothed smile.

Your friend shaking you now, her nails biting into your skin as you stare at the board. You hadn't lost, hardly anyone paid attention to their chaff stack when the game was neck in neck.

But he did.

And you cannot imagine your life any worse than it is now. To become the Oiran's play thing or worse from the rumors you heard that were confirmed by the look of her skeletal brother.

Still you look up the malnourished man, the demon's yellow eye twinkling with kanji and mirth. Smug smile on his lips as he hunches over the board long fingers reaching out for your friend who tries to hide behind your shoulder.

"Double or nothing." He laughs at your suggestion, it echoes around the small room and it feels as if teeth are scrapping over your bones.

"What left do you have to give?" He grips at your cheeks, smashing them together and causing bruises to bloom.

"I'll bring more people here for you. I'll lure a demon slayer."

"Don't." Your friend hisses, "Please."

Still you stare at him and that's longer than any normal human ever could. His frown quickly morphs into a grin before he leans closer, looking over your shoulder a moment to spy tour friend he's had his eye one. His free hand going to his throat to scratch deep grooves in his skin as he thinks.

"Fine, but even if you win, the two of you will still have to stay. Still indebted to the house. Since it's double or nothin. Remember? "

"I am aware of what double or nothing means. Let's sweeten it, when I win, you cannot harm myself or her." You pass the wooden cards to your friend to shuffle before lying out the top three.

"It ain't a matter of when you when, it's when you lose."

You heart soars win you turn it over and pick a card from March and when he turns his over it's god damn January.

He deals, he goes first.

This time, it's obvious, he isn't planning on toying with you as he did before. This time he's leaning more towards strategy while you rely heavily on your luck. Not knowing the demon has been forced to play by his sister for centuries. So your skills were in their infancy, although impressive. No one had ever beaten his sister aside from himself.

Still luck was never on his side, so he didn't plan to give you breathing room. Getting a fine set of blue poetry slips, three lights and declaring in his gravely voice "Koi koi."

He watches your face morph anxiously, you had nothing, hardly anything for one point and he already had the card he needed in his hand for four lights.

Laughing as he watches your face fall, scoring thirty points in a matter of thirty seconds. Quick to start the next round, barely fighting back his quest for a cherry blossom viewing as you completed your red slips. Giving you an easy five points.

The fourth round you Koi Koi recklessly and he easily ruines your 20 points with his one with a completed set of boar, deer, butterfly.

By the fifth round you've barely one again by two points and by the sixth he sees the sweat on your brow and that of your pretty friend.

He watches you, biting your lip and it's funny how much it reminds him of taking a life. Like a fight as he watches you desperately claw at the inevitable, you and your friend would soon be theirs as they pleased.

But you get two points on a measly set of seeds. Although you were set up pretty evenly, it was risky with what he had set up as well. A needing four more to complete a chaff or even two more poetry slips to win the round by one point.

"Koi koi."

"You love to push it don't ya?" He laughs again but you're focused, feeling desperate and a bit lucky. Drawing the cards you need as he's having to place on the board, matches becoming more difficult this late in the round.

And somehow in just a few easy moves you do it. You score 38 points.

Beating him by five by the end of the sixth round. Jumping to your feet with a shout and he pulls out a blood scythe. Slamming it into your silky play mat and pulling it to him to count.

"Cheating.

"Never. A deals a deal even to a demon." You laugh loudly and your friend clings to you with shaky hands. You collect your cards and mat from the demons relieved that they cannot harm the two of you.

At least until your next game of hanafuda koi koi.

[ethers-moth]

OH MY GOD I never posted my TMAGP ep 8 notes…

It’s been a week and I haven’t listened to ep 9 yet so I feel like this is spoiler safe zone w ep 10 dropping tmrw

Anyway

- [ ] Assessment report from Joseph Peterson (tutor)

- [ ] For Terrance Steven’s

- [ ] Result fail

- [ ] Serious trauma misc

- [ ] See me

- [ ] Case study of architecture induced psych stressors from brutalism

- [ ] Analysis of brutalism and liminal space as well as the psychological stress

- [ ] Folden services

- [ ] Repetitive geometry and monoliths leading to overwhelm and oppression

- [ ] Transitional spaces to make people anxious

- [ ] Forten services is an intersection of these from my testimony

- [ ] Absence despite presence

- [ ] Time distortion

- [ ] No clocks = longer stays

- [ ] 24 hour open

- [ ] Dislocated from humanity

- [ ] Danger, personal insight

- [ ] Night janitor post divorce

- [ ] 51, architects major

- [ ] 20 meter tower (60 feet)

- [ ] 17.7 acres

- [ ] Used to be a dining restaurant with panoramic view (space needle?)

- [ ] Closed 1989

- [ ] Failed to repurpose and lifts are inaccessible

- [ ] Less people appearing every night

- [ ] Eventually no people

- [ ] Streaks of light in the air (car lights?)

- [ ] Hungry and absent

- [ ] Timelapse

- [ ] Instinct to hide from the mist of the lights

- [ ] Woman, tall young and thin, malnourished?? Stewardess look, opening lift, badge with “you are here”

- [ ] Nonreactive but smiling, presses disabled restaurant button

- [ ] “Good evening I am welcoming you you are here stay”

- [ ] Unending grin

- [ ] Stay a while.

- [ ] Predecessor molly

- [ ] Shouldn’t be anything up here but yet there’s a 60s restaurant

- [ ] Blackout windows

- [ ] Diners chatting

- [ ] They aren’t actually saying anything

- [ ] Diners are all similar too

- [ ] All horribly thin

- [ ] All smiling

- [ ] You are here nametag on chef, stay a while

- [ ] Everyone want him to sit, breeze from windows with nothing outside

- [ ] Silence and staring

- [ ] “Stay a while” they all order. Repetition

- [ ] They bite!!!! Oh no :(

- [ ] Lift gone. Wah Wah Wah

- [ ] Jumps out window and falls to the ground

- [ ] Continuously calls the building hungry.

- [ ] Camera pov is obvious here

- [ ] Gwen and Alice fighting

- [ ] Gwen doesn’t know what she’s doing

- [ ] Colin on mental health leave

- [ ] Sam and Celia out together

- [ ] Meeting with Gerry !!! Omg :3

- [ ] And “Gigi” (Gertrude??) whos gerrys grandma

- [ ] Asking about TMI

- [ ] Sam and Gerry on gifted kids program with TMI

- [ ] Sat in archives?

- [ ] 3 weeks since Celia

- [ ] Celia is looking for weird physics (time travel and other dimensions) oh boy

- [ ] Doing favor for GEORGIE

A lot of this stuff is kind of inconsequential for now but. Details. What if evil mastermind Jonny Sims and Alexander J Newall have a point with the building height in meters AND feet

[sparkedblaze]

Consider scared Jack showing up in Brooklyn

Ohohhoohhoho

Jack going up to Pulitzer’s office that first time (pre-rally) and essentially telling Pulitzer to shove it

The other boroughs, seeing Jack essentially abandon the cause (not knowing he’s been jailed, just thinking he’s a coward), they all split. They aren’t putting their boys in danger, especially if Jack is going to hide while they all do the dirty work

Jack escaping the Refuge that night (with a little help from Crutchie) and he just starts running

As fast as his legs can take him. There isn’t a destination in mind, just knows he can’t stay in Manhattan.

He crosses the bridge and almost immediately is stopped by one of Conlon’s goons-Swipe or Graves, it’s too hard to tell in the dark-who immediately whistles for backup.

“Got a lot o’ nerve comin’ here, Kelly.”

They bring him to Spot, and are shocked that he doesn’t fight. The whole way there he’s complacent and willing.

Spot lays into him the second he’s in the same room. Telling him off about not only abandoning him, and the strike, but his own kids?!

And Jack just takes it. The kids still holding his arms can feel him trembling, can feel each knee jerk reaction as Spot steps closer and gets in his face.

“You ain’t got no right to call yourself a leader, Jack Kelly.”

Jack just nods silently, waiting his turn to speak.

Spot’s never seen Jack like this. He’s seen Jack get stomped into the ground. Seen him malnourished and beaten down. Hell, the two of them had met in the Refuge.

But there had always been room to sass Spot Conlon. He’s always had that spirit.

So he tells his boys to leave. To give him a second with Jack. They’re thinking Jack’s gonna emerge from that room a bloody pulp.

He doesn’t.

In fact, Spot’s the only one to emerge, with a pointed look to his boys. “No one goes in. Understand?”

They all nod.

“Hotshot. Go get Racer and Davey. Now.”

Another nod, and he’s off, wondering what the FUCK just happened.

[bojackhorsemanobviously]

@ccartman

write a fictional story about bojack horseman find a tied up eric cartman dressed as Jesus being left to die on a cross by his stupid friends stan and Kyle as Kyle had a the brilliant idea to have him go through a resurtion to give to his dad later. Eric was looking very thin and malnourished

Bojack Horseman was on his usual jog around the neighborhood when he noticed a strange sight in the distance. It appeared to be a figure tied to a wooden cross, dressed in a white robe and long hair, with a crown of thorns on his head. As he got closer, he realized that it was none other than Eric Cartman, dressed as Jesus, and left to die by his so-called friends Stan and Kyle.

Bojack was appalled at the sight. Eric looked extremely thin and malnourished, and it was clear that he had been left out here for a while. His friends had clearly taken their joke too far, and Bojack knew that he had to do something to help.

He rushed over to Eric and began untying him from the cross. "Eric, can you hear me? It's Bojack. I'm going to get you out of here," he said, trying to soothe the boy.

Eric was barely conscious and seemed to be in a lot of pain. Bojack quickly picked him up and carried him to his car, which was parked nearby. He drove to the nearest hospital and rushed Eric inside to get medical help.

The doctors and nurses were shocked at the state of Eric's body. He had clearly been left without food or water for an extended period of time, and they immediately set to work trying to revive him.

As they worked, Bojack couldn't help but feel a sense of anger towards Stan and Kyle. How could they have been so heartless as to leave their friend to die in such a cruel and twisted way? It was clear to him that they needed to be held accountable for their actions.

After several hours of treatment, Eric was stabilized and brought back to consciousness. Bojack stayed by his side throughout the entire ordeal, making sure that he was comfortable and taken care of.

As Eric began to recover, Bojack made the decision to confront Stan and Kyle. He sought them out and demanded that they take responsibility for their actions. They were ashamed and apologetic, but Bojack made it clear that their apology was not enough.

In the end, Bojack decided to press charges against them for their actions. He made sure that Eric received the care and support that he needed to recover fully, and vowed to never let something like this happen again. Eric, though still recovering, was grateful to have Bojack by his side, and the two of them developed a newfound respect for each other as a result of this traumatic experience.

"What the hell were you two thinking?"!" Bojack shouted at Stan and Kyle " I just wanted to give my dad a resurrection I heard him talking about how it had been diffucult for him to give it to my mom and watned to help." Kyle frowned Bojack tried to wrap his head around such a ridiculous idea and it clicked. Resurrection. Erection.. He sighed shaking his head," you.. you misheard its not resurrection he meant an erection." "Whats that?" Kyle and Stan asked. "Um... something that uh... husbands give their wifes it has nothing to do with a ressuration." Bojack was not about to go into detail to two 8 year olds about it

.

Stan and Kyle looked at each other, clearly confused. "But what about the Bible? It talks about resurrection all the time," Stan said.

Bojack rolled his eyes. "That's not the kind of resurrection your dad was talking about. And even if it was, you can't just go around crucifying your friends for a joke. That's messed up."

Stan and Kyle hung their heads in shame, realizing the severity of what they had done. Bojack made sure to have a serious conversation with them about the dangers of taking jokes too far and the importance of respecting their friends.

As for Eric, he eventually made a full recovery, but the experience had a profound impact on him. He realized that he needed to start standing up for himself and not let his so-called friends push him around. Bojack became a valuable mentor to him, teaching him how to assert himself and gain confidence.

In the end, the incident brought Bojack and Eric closer together, and they formed an unlikely friendship based on their shared experience of being mistreated by others. And as for Stan and Kyle, they learned a valuable lesson about the importance of treating others with kindness and respect, even if it means sacrificing a few laughs along the way.

[jellyfishmika]

impulse would break down so much from this. he'd feel so guilty, trying not to cry as he explained what happened to skizz. skizz had never seen impulse more distressed in his life. impulse seemed so sure that they couldn't go to xisuma now, he was out of the picture. impulse honestly was debating drugging joel to make him sleep for a long time so he could heal him up, make him back to the fun sassy guy hes now just a shell of. he must be a danger to himself. joel woke up one morning to find that he wasn't where he fell asleep. where was he? he felt excitement, thinking that etho must of taken him on a "vacation" again! how kind of etho, he had missed him so much... this place felt odd. it didn't feel like something etho would make. after sitting there for awhile, he was shocked to find impulse coming in, looking very guilty, trying to explain to joel how this was to help him, that he was a danger to himself, and that him and a few other hermits had agreed to take care of him until he was "better" what if etho got mad? he struggled to remember the past few days... why couldn't he see as well? he could of sworn his vision wasnt accurate... why could he only see out of one eye? they must of done something to him... what would etho think if he found out he was trapped here? how could he live without etho? impulse and skizz both felt so guilty for doing this, despite their good intentions. if joel tried to do anything at all, they'd stop him. it would all be fine..

AHHHHH joel thinking etho had taken him away for another "vacation" but it's just the other hermits having an intervention for him.. grasghhh

everyone would hide it from etho, they didn't want him knowing what happened to joel. he didn't deserve to know, it'd only hurt him too much! skizz asked gem to keep etho busy, grian happily tagging along with her. he'd have the two test out his frogger game, wanting it to be perfect before the two weeks were up so he could make it up to joel. etho wanted to show the finished product to him, so it had to be perfect!

impulse, skizz, and pearl tried to calm joel down while he was under their care. he had accused impulse of cutting his eye out, and would lunge at him every time he came to check in on joel. he was still malnourished, making it easy for any of them to restrain him. none of them liked seeing joel like this, they wanted him to be the guy they used to know.

pearl hated having to check in on joel by herself. he was eerily quiet around her, knowing that she was in etho's good books. he still had hope that she would get him out of here, that etho was looking for him, he was going to be safe again. joel wouldn't look at pearl, no matter how hard she tried. she was a little grateful for that at least.. every time one of them would dress joel's wounds while he was asleep, he'd take them off as soon as he woke up, picking at all of them. she couldn't stand looking at the socket where joel's eye used to be.

the times skizz would check in on joel, he'd always cut skizz off. he'd tell him to leave, let him go, he didn't need to be here, just take him to etho it'd be okay then! the only way joel would listen was if skizz was filling joel in on how etho has been. it was the only way to calm him down without drugging him. he'd stay quiet while skizz talked about etho, letting skizz get close to him again. etho seemed like he was doing well.. skizz wouldn't lie about this. if he did lie, he wouldn't mention how etho might be missing some meals, or sleep, just to keep himself busy. he was relieved to hear that gem was checking in on etho too. it should be joel but.. gem would have to do.

after a few days, impulse tried to speak to joel alone. joel had been.. a lot quieter these past few days. he had been eating what they gave him instead of straight up refusing. he wasn't ripping his dressings off anymore, and stopped picking at his wounds. some of his scars had healed over. thankfully, he didn't attack impulse, he didn't even yell at him.

something wasn't right though. joel was shaking slightly as he smiled, mentioning how the two weeks have to be up by now, right? while he was right, joel couldn't just leave. he wasn't okay. he'd just hurt himself again, or someone else. he needed genuine help, and they were trying. joel wasn't having it though. no, he was leaving. he'd been good. etho wasn't going to just wait for joel to get better. he'd be trying to find him already. impulse should know this by now, right? joel wanted etho to find him. he didn't need to get better, etho already loved him as is! he doesn't care if no one else liked him anymore, he knew he belonged by etho's side, and he wasn't going to just sit and take whatever was going to happen to him.

joel didn't even get close to impulse, he wasn't going to hurt him. he didn't care anymore about that. joel was still alive, and he was okay because etho was coming back. everything would go back to the "normal" joel was used to!

[unovanhunny]

Honestly just the softness of Ingo returning to the future and Emmet taking care of him. Tho maybe also some fun dramaaa. Especially if Ingos memory hasnt come back yet and doesnt recall the *intimacy* of their previous relationship. Emmets too scared to make a move on the amnesiac ingo, while Ingo is incredibly attracted to Emmet but is disgusted by his own, presumed, one sided attraction. Especially as Emmet is taking such gentle care of him.

I got an au for this!!!!! Pathetic Wet Beasts AU. A very fitting name LOL Emmet has been an absolute wreck while Ingo's been gone. He's sleep deprived, malnourished, overworked, moments from a mental break. He was suspected for a while of having had something to do with Ingo's disappearance. When stressed, Emmet fidgets with things until they Break or picks at the skin of his hands. He's had an extremely rough time of it.

He finds Ingo one day, accidentally, just hears about an older man loitering around the station at night. Is he homeless? Does he need assistance? Emmet was there late anyway, he'll check it out. And he finds Ingo. Ingo who Doesn't know Emmet, but knows he was who he was looking for. It's a slow and arduous journey ahead.

Ingo's amnesia is the kind that can be reversed. Maybe some things will be lost forever, but he can gain many of them back. It's a lot of rest, a lot of medication. And medication for the various pains he's accumulated, untreatable in Hisui, but manageable in Unova. Ingo should not be living with his pain at a 7 at all times. He forgot what it was to not be in pain. A slow and steady progress to get him right again.

Emmet loves Ingo so much he is his willing nursemaid, ensuring he takes his medicines, helping him with physical therapy, making his transition back to life in Nimbasa as smooth as possible. And his heart aches. He Loves Ingo so deeply and every day he has to tell himself he can't just Kiss Ingo on the lips because they look kissable. He shouldn't be putting undue stress on a man who needs to Heal. Shouldn't be wishing for his first memories back to be about the love they shared. He shouldn't be selfish.

Ingo loves Emmet. His man in white, the vague memories being his lifeline he clung to while in a dangerous and foreign land. He had to get back to the Man in White, that was the truest thing on his heart. He sees how time has worn Emmet out, how despite his smile and his care, he is tired deep in his bones and deep in his heart. He wants to help, he wants to make the pain of being alone Leave. He wants to remember their lives together, he wants to know their daily routines and see just how their lives intertwined. He wants their lives entwined again. He wants their Bodies entwined as well. It's a jarring feeling and one he is disgusted with himself for. There is no denying the attraction he feels, but Emmet deserves better than to have his needy older brother have such thoughts about him. Emmet is wonderful. Ingo feels it down to his core that he wants to be the one who makes him Happy.

Its a process, but they'll get there. Healing each other through care and gentleness until they can be of one mind and heart again.