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m1ckeyb3rry · 3 months ago

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HAHA NOOO MAKE SURE YOU GET YOUR REST!!! Honestly im so prone to just passing out if im somewhere comfortable and I’ll wake up and be like “…..shit” but hey naps happen for a reason too sooo ok but as inspiration keeps striking im just mentally visualizing your “to write” list LMAOOO honestly its such a feat how you’re able to keep track of all the different storylines and ideas if it were me id probably end up accidentally making the crossover of the century HAHAH actually im kinda curious (besides the inspiration striking) what’s your process of choosing what to work on/how to get things started?

Ok yeah there’s definitely worse parents than the itoshis but wow it’s very interesting seeing the difference between parents who really act like devoted parents to their kids and others who are…stumbling…let’s just say LOL I really hope we see more of everyone’s family at some point or another…I see fanart of this all the time but imagine all of their sisters just bumping into each other on the street it’d be so cute and funny!!

Omg no because I think everyone got baited by that Bible ranking poll but people forget that’s it what the BLLK characters ranked them and their opinions/impressions NOT what is actually fact according to the creator (tbh I was confused at first too especially when naruhaya ranked for most generous and least generous)

If we keep following Isagi so closely we’re gonna need more episode (insert character here)s LMAO hoping that doesn’t happen though because I think it’d cry if I found out we were just watching only Isagi Noel ness and Kaiser for a whole 50 chapters

-Karasu anon

i love sleeping LMAOO plus so much of my writing i do at night right before bed so if i feel sleepy earlier i have less time to write 😓

hmm in terms of what i choose to work on it’s pretty much what i’m having ideas for!! so usually it’s whatever i’ve consistently been working on for the past while as i’m more “in” that storyline!! so like it’s easier for me to keep writing for hollyhock vs going back and writing for peregrine as it’s been some time so that storyline isn’t as fresh for me. but then once i get some momentum for it it’ll be easy to write for again!! as for what i choose to write…definitely some characters are easier for me to write for than others (ex karasu vs yuki) so i tend to gravitate towards those characters, and then within that i’ve noticed that some tropes flow better w my writing style than others so if i have an idea that shits that i will typically go for that first!! and then too i’m not immune to validation so if a work is getting a lot of comments (or even just a couple detailed ones) and feedback i’ll be more inclined to work on that!! it’s made writing bllk fics on ao3 hard as the fandom isn’t super big yet so i don’t get many comments (if any) esp compared to my jjk works

i can’t even lie getting stories started is difficult for me i usually have to rewrite my beginning few paragraphs a few times before it morphs into something i don’t mind/like!! so i don’t really have a set process besides trying to start in the action…if you start too far in advance (which i always do at first) the beginning gets to be very wordy and info-dumpy!! in my experience it’s good to start like that and kinda orient yourself in the story and then cut to the action for the ACTUAL beginning

the itoshis are def leaning towards bad but they’re not AWFUL like some parents (hiori’s and kaiser’s parents come to mind) definitely not as good as isagi’s though!! and yeah i do wish we could see more interactions between the families but considering how we hardly get to see players that aren’t in bm that might be a tall ask 😭

yeahhh i do think that the bible poll def made things confusing especially because there’s no official english translation afaik so if that’s not made super clear in the version you’re reading online it’s easy to miss!! haha i think it’s funny how reo got voted for like all of the positive ones…he truly is mr perfect and we love that for him

NO FR if it’s just the german people + isagi w occasionally hiori/yuki/kurona/kunigami cameos for the entire next arc i might cry 😩💔 though i don’t think they would do that because it would mean taking away the focus from soooo many popular characters (rin, bachira, nagi, chigiri, barou) for even more time 🤔 i suppose we will just have to trust the process and see what happens!! for now it seems like bm vs pxg is going to go on for a bit longer so at least there’s karasu cameos to look forward to (as long as we don’t keep getting backstories…imagine a shidou/wildcard flashback is next lowkey that would be hype af)

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stargirlfics · 4 years ago

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Study Buddy

Florian Munteanu x Black Reader

Summary: Being a med student keeps you busy and Florian decides to help you study one day

Warnings: 18+, friends to lovers, very little plot lmao, smut: fingering, unprotected sex (always wrap it up but for the sake of fiction, idc), riding that dick into next week type of rough sex, spanking, scattered use of “daddy”, mention of choking

Word Count: 3.8k

I got war flashbacks from A&P I and II while writing this lmaoo but it was so fun, I hope you enjoy!

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2 am and you were shuffling through notes and the endless pages of your anatomy and physiology textbook, running on the last bits of caffeine in your mug and sheer willpower.

Passing this exam was crucial and if you had to pull an all nighter well, that’s just what you had to do, though it didn’t sound as appealing as closing your eyes and forgetting about everything.

Your phone chimed and you went to grab it off the end of your bed, deciding to give yourself a few minutes break from memorizing muscles.

There was a new message from Florian, one of your best guy friends that you kinda sorta had a thing with but not really at the same time.

The situation was complicated, you ended up kissing at a party one night and while he definitely kissed you back, practically lifted you up against the wall too, you both agreed to just try and forget it.

He was really starting his acting career, meaning he was away for long periods of time for filming lately and you were busy with med school and there was just no time to be messing around especially with someone that you’d been friends with for so long.

But here you were in the dead of the morning, smiling when you saw his name come up.

“I can’t sleep so I’m gonna bother you cause I’m sure you’re studying rn and could probably use a break.”

“Funny, go to sleep, idiot! Also shouldn’t you be with that cute girl you were practically on top of at BO12 that one time or???”

“Nah, I wasn’t into her, just trying to make you a little jealous. It’s working clearly lol.”

You had to roll your eyes, he was always teasing you with shit like that and it didn’t make it any easier to stay away from him in that way and not think about him as more than a friend.

Glancing back at your notes you decided to refocus on getting the material down, texting him back the middle finger emoji, and throwing your phone back to the end of the bed.

Flo could come off as a bit of a player but you were fortunate enough to see deeper than that and you knew past his teasing and cockiness, he actually did care about you. Maybe that’s what kept you open to thinking of him as more than a friend.

He wasn’t afraid of being upfront with you, he’d definitely always been there during your friendship to support you and spend time with you despite your busy schedules, you just knew that he cared and wasn’t into playing games with people, he was honest and kind and it didn’t help that he was one of the finest men you’d laid eyes on a minute.

You and every other person were far from immune to drooling over him, he was a walking thirst trap and he knew it.

Somewhere between labeling the axial muscles on the diagrams of the human body you had and several more phone breaks to scroll through your social media, you drifted to sleep, dreaming of warm and soft moments with your favorite large man and his deep voice and nice hands.

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Hours later you woke up to your alarm and another text from Florian that just said “Good luck on the exam, you’ll crush it.” and just like that he’d managed to put another smile on your face first thing in the morning.

He played such an unfair game but you didn’t mind one bit. It was such a simple message but his attention to detail about your life and the recognition that this path was important to you was heartwarming.

You’d been thinking a whole lot lately about that heated kiss you had shared what felt like ages ago in a friend’s bathroom while a party was taking place just outside the door and how alive you felt when it happened, how right it felt too.

Surely it wasn’t supposed to happen, you’d never overstepped that boundary with him but you couldn’t help but feel like it was meant to happen all along, it felt way too natural and the way he reciprocated the kiss was fresh in your memory.

The way his lips felt on yours, his cologne making you melt even further into his chest, how big he was compared to you, how his beard tickled your chin but his big and gentle hands were on your waist, keeping you against him.

Yeah, you were sure you’d never recover and that still rang true, even now after you’d mutually agreed to shelve that moment and pretend like it hadn’t happened. It was a sure-fire way to only make you remember it even more.

Florian felt exactly the same way, trying to respect that friendship line and your wishes but also knowing that he wanted you and would do just about anything to kiss you again. A hard line to tiptoe on and one that would change everything quicker than you anticipated.

After passing your exam you had a nice couple days to relax and not worry about school so much which meant, still study but try and revive your social life at the same time because your professors were absolutely no joke.

You invited Florian over to hang out with you for a bit, order pizza, kick back with a movie and catch up after not really crossing paths too much for an entire week. You were excited, maybe a little bit too excited given that you spent a little longer than usual getting ready to see your man who wasn’t your man at all.

But how could you not, he always looked like a meal without even trying very hard, even now as he walked into your apartment, simple outfit but it made your breath hitch nonetheless. His signature gold chain lay over his shirt and you had to resist the urge to reach out and run your fingers over it.

He really didn’t play fair.

“You’re still studying? I thought you just had an exam, the fuck are they doing over there?” Florian gave you and your textbook and notebooks a look as you pushed them aside for a bit.

“Yup, the next one is sooner than I thought and I know if I don’t get on it now it’s gonna sneak up on me, but I can do that later.”

For now, you focused on everything but anatomy homework, bantering with Flo about what kind of pizza to order and how much of it too because the last time he ate half of your pie in addition to his own and you swore you’d never let it go.

The evening was going well, both of you sprawled out on your couch, flipping through more movies to watch and your coffee table piled with different snacks.

You weren’t sure why you felt like he was looking at you but you dared not glance at him in fear of making eye contact, it’d be over for you if that happened.

But the longer you tried to follow what was happening in the movie, the more distracted you got with thoughts of him until finally you gave in and let your eyes wander over to him.

He wasn’t looking much to your relief, his presence alone made you feel some type of way and you could tell he knew you were feeling restless.

“I’ve got an idea cause this movie is boring as hell, I can help you study, you said you were learning muscles right? Well...I mean I have them.” he shrugged at you, his gaze dead center on yours now.

You had to laugh at that, he wasn’t lying after all, he did indeed have muscles and having an actual person to match up what you were seeing on paper didn’t sound like such a bad idea.

“I can’t stand you but honestly that might actually be helpful.”

“Told you I got you!”

Moving some of the snacks into your bedroom you sat across from each other on your bed, your notes in between you, tension thick in the air.

You couldn’t tell where things had shifted, maybe somewhere between walking to the couch to your room but things just felt...different.

Florian tried to play it as cool as possible being in your room, sitting across from you, his eyes straining not to fall to your lower half where your shorts were riding up your thighs, ones he wanted to caress and be between.

He could sense that you were trying not to hint at your own nervousness too. It wasn’t hard to see that ever since that night you kissed things had been different, that you tried to act chill around him but really he could see the want behind your eyes.

It made him wanna make a move, shoot his shot again. Sure this could be a disaster but why deprive yourselves of something you both want, right?

Florian had warmed up to that idea more and more lately and his suggestion of helping you study was genuine but he wanted to see if he could pull those feelings out of you.

You began to explain to him what you were studying, this time it was the upper limbs of the body and not only did you have to know and name each muscle, you had to name their origin, their action, and their insertion and you swore your head was swimming with all the info.

He looked just as bewildered as you about everything but it helped that he would encourage you and quiz you when you needed. So far, your study partner was helping your productivity.

But of course, that wouldn’t last very long when you watched with wide eyes as he pulled his t-shirt off, the view of his chest and his abs and those biceps of his that were bigger than your head making you clear your throat.

“That’s just not fair! I’m trying to concentrate here, put that away.” you huffed and averted your gaze.

“I mean I can if you really want but I don’t think you actually want me to. Plus you can use my body to see where all those things are, promise I won’t bite. Come on, you’ll remember it better this way.”

“Oh, I’m sure I will. Don’t think I can’t see what you’re trying to do. It’s not gonna work, but whatever stay still I need your arm for this section.”

He smirked at you, holding out his arm for you to examine and turn how you pleased.

It was hard to concentrate but you were able to visualize each muscle easier now with him in front of you, locating his deltoid and then down over his biceps brachii and his brachialis.

“Ok so your biceps brachii originates from...the scapula, yeah the scapula then inserts into the radius which means your shoulder and elbow joint can be moved, cool cool ok that was easy enough.”

You looked up to see him smiling at you, admiration on his face but to you it just looked like he was trying to tease you.

You hated how right he was and how the heat crept up on your cheeks at being so close to his bare chest.

It reminded you of that night. You’d been helping him clean spilled wine off his white hoodie and somehow you’d helped him take it off and he was shirtless standing next to you over the sink and well..the rest happened so fast and lasted too short.

With your fingers lightly moving over his chest you tried not to squirm, mesmerized by how warm he felt and how strong he was built. He was just massive and you wanted nothing more than him on top of you but you needed to snap out of it before he noticed and thought you were crazy.

It was a little too late for that though, Florian had been watching you closely, trying and failing not to get too turned on by your delicate hands on his body like they were and he was done trying to hide the obvious.

“I know you want to, fetiță. You’ve been wanting me for a long time now, since that kiss.”

You froze, looking away to your textbook below you. The way he was able to read you and call you out so smoothly was annoying but it definitely was the truth.

What was the use in hiding it anymore, what’s the worst that could happen at this moment?

“I mean...yeah. It’s hard not to think of you that way after you kissed me like you did, even if we are friends. What...are you gonna do about it then?”

You realized how direct and bold that question was but you didn’t care anymore, if he wanted what you did then he could damn well take it.

The air in your room felt so thick, you felt like you were breathing so heavily as you looked at each other, Florian licking his lips and grinning after what you said.

“What am I gonna do? I think I wanna pick up where that kiss left off, fetiță.” hearing him call you that pet name again made you pout.

He was looking at you like he wanted to eat you up and his voice sounded so rich and smooth especially this close and you’d never felt so enticed in your life and with that offer, no way you could turn that down, he wanted you and you were gonna follow what your heart and your body was clamoring for and had been all this time.

Without a response or with any hesitation you moved your hand to his bearded cheek and leaned in, his arms and lips meeting you somewhere in the middle.

Colors exploded behind your eyes as they closed and you let him lead you in the kiss, a replica of what took place that night but even better than you’d imagined.

It was steady and soft, giving you something to build off of, and God did you want more, you never wanted his lips to leave yours if it felt like this.

Florian let his tongue slide across your bottom lip, smiling when you parted them to let him slip inside, both of you groaning a little and Florian pulling you straight into his lap.

“Tell me if you wanna stop but I promise I just wanna make you feel good.” his breathy groan filled your ears as you wrapped your arms and legs around him, molding yourself to his body.

“That’s all I want, Flo, please.” you pulled back for just a second, your eyes hurriedly taking in how beautiful he was this close to you.

He couldn’t help but pull you back in to kiss you again at hearing your words, he’d give you the world if he could, just to see you satisfied and treated right.

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It almost felt like a dream, the way he kissed down your body, tugging at your clothes, your notes scattered across the floor now because the two of you were so frantic to touch each other.

Florian couldn’t get enough of you, you were so beautiful and he wanted to tell you and show you as long as you’d let him.

He laid you back against your pillows, his hands and lips starting at your ankles, traveling all the way up to your lips again. You could barely breathe, in awe of what was happening while allowing yourself to get lost in it, to just let go and receive what he was giving you.

Your shorts came off in no time and you stifled whimpers as his hands moved up under your shirt, his face buried in your torso, leaving a million kisses to your skin. He was teasing, you knew that much and you begged him to just touch you properly already, you’d gone without it long enough.

You watched with hooded eyes as he parted your legs, pushing them back slightly, “Look how wet you are, baby. That all for me?”

That only made you wetter as you nodded, gasping as he ran a finger down the center of your underwear, dipping into the wet spot there and then losing your breath all together when he pulled them to side and let his fingers collect some of your juices, spreading them around your clit messily.

Your eyes shut at the sensation, soft moans rising from your chest as he explored a pattern, rubbing in gentle circles, getting faster as you started to rock your hips up against his hand.

Watching you like this was beyond hot, especially when he could see how pretty your pussy looked all glistening with your wetness. You were so receptive to his touch already and he couldn’t help but move his free hand down to give himself some relief.

“That’s right, I know you’ve been thinking bout it, I see how you look at me all the time, does that feel good, prinţesă?” he didn’t wait for your answer before carefully sliding a finger inside you, curling it against that spot.

He chuckled when you gasped and moaned out a loud yes, your thighs twitching as he allowed you to adjust a little.

While he started to finger you, he came closer, lowering himself down to kiss you again, his body seeming to swallow yours with his size.

The pressure of some of his weight keeping your legs apart and pushed back added a whole new feeling to what he was doing to you with his fingers. They were so thick and long and you could barely catch your breath as he added a second one, feeling around inside you and hitting every single spot that made you quiver.

He listened to your body, giving you more and more, angling his just right to where you were practically bucking up against him.

You weren’t sure what to do or say besides dig your nails into his forearm and cry out his name over and over, pressure, and heat building deep within your core.

“F-Flo, oh my god, please don’t stop!” you were almost in tears at how overwhelmingly good it felt, your arms moving up to wrap around his shoulders.

“Shh, I got you, baby.” he pressed his forehead to yours, driving his fingers into your slick entrance deeper, whispering to you how he wanted you to cum, how he wanted to taste your cum off his fingers, that you could be a good girl and let go for him, he’d be right there.

And you did, finding it next to impossible not to listen to him, his voice and his words coaxing you over the edge, the coil snapping and your body responding in kind.

The first of many orgasms that would be pulled from you tonight.

As he has said, you got to watch Florian pull his fingers from you, his tongue lapping up the sticky fluid from his digits.

There was a brief moment where you both sat back to catch your breaths after that, mainly you because it had been a while since anyone had made you cum that hard and that quick but your desire was unmatched now.

You wanted, needed more and Florian was more than willing to give you anything you wanted.

It was insane how he’d awoken this part of you, a side of you that had been dampened down to focus on your studies and now was getting some much needed attention.

To repay him for what he’d given you, you decided to take some of the reigns, pushing him back against the bed and climbing on top, helping him push his sweats down.

You whimpered at how big and heavy he was in your hands as you jerked him off, rubbing the tip against your clit as his hands came up to squeeze your waist.

“Daddy will be gentle, baby don’t worry.” he laughed at your expression, guiding you in lining himself up with your entrance.

Hearing him call himself that fueled you to take whatever railing you were about to receive, wanting nothing more than to feel him stretch you out and ruin you, rearrange your organs, and have you hobbling to class the next morning.

That was the dream and he was gonna give it to you.

At first, Florian let you do what you pleased, more than happy to watch you throw it back on him, groaning with you at the vice grip your pussy had on him as you sheathed yourself all the way down on his shaft.

Never in his wildest dreams did he think he’d be in this position but he was loving every moment of it, like something out of his nightly fantasies come to life.

“That’s it, ride that shit. Show me you can be a good girl.”

“You feel so good, daddy, oh f-fuck!” you could feel the ache in your knees and your hips as you kept up your pace, bouncing up and down, needing to feel him as deep inside you as possible.

It took your breath away in the best way and you couldn’t get enough.

You were leaving red scratch marks down his chest from your nails but he didn’t mind. He was doing the same to your ass, squeezing and spanking you over and over as you bounced up and down, your moans echoing louder and louder.

Eventually, he couldn’t help but fuck you back, taking the control, his arms locking yours behind your back so he could thrust up into you as much as he wanted.

“I’m-oh god please, daddy, I’m gonna cum.” you whined and felt yourself go limp in his grasp, letting yourself be fucked like a ragdoll, that familiar pressure in your core building fast.

“Do it, baby, give me it, want you cumming all over this dick, you hear me?” he growled in the shell of your ear, his hand slipping up to grip your neck just a little.

He wasn’t even squeezing but that action alone sent you over the edge, your thighs shaking you clenching around his length as you came, the feeling flooding throughout your entire body.

And Florian didn’t stop either, he kept fucking you through it, wanting to prolong it as much as possible, the way you gripped him making him wanna fall apart now too, but he’d hold off just to make you cum again and again.

You could barely string together a sentence as you calmed down from the high, feeling safe in Florian’s arms, now wrapped around you, bringing you down so your chest was pressed against his.

He was still inside you and you begged him to stay as he was, not wanting to lose the feeling of being full.

“You have no idea how fucking good you feel, prinţesă. Tell me when you’re ready again and I’ll make you cum just like that as many times as you want.”

You weren’t sure you could handle another orgasm today but the idea of being fucked like that again was too good for you to resist, so with a glance at your scattered pens and notes on the floor you pushed yourself up on your hands, eager to give your study buddy another round of thank you’s before you’d return to actually study.

Though it was clear there wasn’t gonna be very much studying at all tonight and you weren’t sure you were mad about it one bit

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A/N: Tell me why this man has to be that fine i am siCK lmao but I hope this was good and didn’t seem rushed or anything! I too would drop my school stuff to be railed by him lmao

Let me know what you think pls! Thank you for reading!

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rainydayhogwartsimagines · 4 years ago

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Hey there! Could I please get a fred Weasley x reader where the reader is a Slytherin, but befriends everyone all the same, maybe with the trope of her being best friends w the twins and everyone trying to set her and Fred up bc there's so much tension? But they're terribly oblivious? I absolutely love this trope lmaoo. Thank you and have a wonderful day!✨❤️

This is cute-- How in the world do you guys come up with this adorable stuff omfg.

Warnings: Abuse, swearing, panic attacks, slight NSFW conversations, set in a non voldy world.

You were a strange one. A Slytherin with a Hufflepuff personality. Honestly anyone that knew you questioned if for once the sorting hat was wrong for the first time. You had friends EVERYWHERE. Fred and George had heard of you, people saying even Filch could find you enjoyable to be around. Once they heard that, oh boy, they had to meet you. Fred and George finally did by the lake one day. Fred was talking to George, noticing a few cracks from limbs in the tree they were standing under here and there. Finally they had an answer as to what was making it do that when they heard “OH SHIT” followed by “INCOMING!” followed by you falling right into Fred’s arms. “My bad, I was trying to get a bird back in its nest.” You apologized, hopping down the the ground. Fred blinked a couple of times, looking at the tree and then you. “Uh... twig.” George said, pointing to his head to indicate you had a twig in your hair. “Hmm? Oh! thank you!” You realized. “Did... You just fall out of a tree?” Fred asked. “You’d be surprised on how much that happens. Oh are you those twins I’ve been hearing about?” You asked. “Probably. I’m Fred--” “That’s George, yep I know.” You nodded. “...Who are you?” George asked. “Oh-- I’m Y/n!” You said. “Ohhhhh. See this is beginning to make sense now.” George nodded. Fred was just... Staring at you. It wasn’t a perplexed face of “What the fuck just happened”. It was more: “This girl is.. Pretty?”

The twins started having more interactions with you. But there was the day you three became friends that neither of the boys will forget. Fred and George were sitting in the library. Reading? No. Napping? Yes. Well, until you slid into a seat. “Y/n?” Fred yawned. “Act. natural.” You said with this wild eyed look making George raise a brow. Then Draco ran in... With green hair. Fred was now awake and you were hiding your face in a book. “Have you seen Y/n!?” Draco growled. “No... But I see you decided to wear your Slytherin pride today.” George snorted. “You.” Draco growled. Then he noticed you laughing. He pulled down the book. “YOU!” He shouted. “Shit!” You gasped before Fred slid a chair in front of Draco, George bolting with you. You all hid in the one place Draco would never be caught dead in. The Gryffindor common room. You collapsed out of breath on the couch laughing with the boys. “What in the world made you do that?” George wheezed. “He decided to be a dick to my friend this morning. I got revenge. Tomorrow I’m thinking blue. He’s been giving Ravenclaw trouble lately.” You laughed making Fred snort. “Your idea is amazing, might I suggest we rig an exploding ink pen?” George said. “With silver ink, because red just seems to clash with that boy’s eyes.” You said making the boys laugh harder. “Oh I think we’re going to enjoy having you around, won’t we Freddie boy?” George asked. “Indeed Georgie. Indeed.” Fred chuckled.

So the mischievous three were introduced to the world. You had this policy though: Only prank the assholes. So that automatically meant a lot of kids from Slytherin. With each prank you got closer to the boys. Specifically Fred. Something about him just drew you in, like a moth to a flame. George wasn’t stupid either, he could see the looks you two would give each other. When you all entered your fourth year, you had started helping out with their little underground business. You spent the first two weeks of summer that year at home but actually ended up staying with the Weasleys’. You seemed... A little off though. Fred and George both noticed you begin to space out at times, giving off almost this sad look. Whenever they’d talk to you though, you looked at them like you normally would. Something was wrong. They could feel it. It wasn’t until they met your father at the station they realized what was going on. He seemed to snap at you a lot, making you go completely silent. To anyone that didn’t know you this was a normal response. To the boys though, you always had something to say. If you were quiet, this was because you were afraid. Not disciplined. You sat on the train in complete silence. Neither of the boys were sure if they should ask you about your dad. You focused on the rain drops on the window. “I’ve always liked the rain. What about you guys?” You finally asked. “Makes me tired as shit.” George said making you crack a smile. “Heard one of Harry’s uncles is teaching this year.” Fred said. “I think I remembered him mentioning that. The Remus guy?” You asked. “He’s standing in while Quirrell is away.” George nodded. “As long as it isn’t like last year’s substitute.” You groaned. “Fucking Gilderoy.” All of you said in unison making each other laugh. “I swear a simple breeze makes Quirrell catch something.” George sighed. “He does end up getting sick a lot. Remember when he got chicken pox?” You asked. “You would’ve thought the bastard was dying.” Fred nodded. ”He has the immune system of an infant, I swear.” you laughed.

You all sat around in the Great Hall, you catching a glimpse of who the new substitute professor was. He had a scar on his face and it reminded you of something. You just couldn’t figure out what. Eventually though, you came to like the way Remus taught. He had a sense of humor. Not that Quirrell didn’t it was just very awkward when he did finally crack a damn joke. Remus rose a brow when he saw your first and last name on the roll call. “Miss Y/n, is your mother perhaps Persephone L/n?” Remus asked. Fred rose a brow. “She was sir.” you said, making George look up. “Was?” Remus asked. “She passed on when I was eight sir. Why, did you know her?” you asked, earning a couple of students to glance at your response. “I did. Very kind woman. Who did she marry?” Remus asked. “Cassian Lestrange sir.” You responded, making everyone now halt. “...I see.” Remus nodded. “Something wrong?” You asked. “No offense.. I truly mean none. But I genuinely cannot see Cassian as a father.” Remus admitted. You nodded looking down. “He’s... An interesting man.” You muttered, your look distant and pained. Remus noticed, but changed the subject. Fred looked back at his desk. He had no idea about any of this, much less a distant relation to Draco. Judging by your reaction to the questions though, Fred decided it was best to leave it be. You enjoyed Remus’ class, him noticing a few similarities to your mother as you interacted with other students. You always had a smile on your face when you spoke to others. But the one thing he always noticed was the looks that you and Fred would share. George usually paired up with a girl but Fred ALWAYS paired up with you. You two worked well together. It almost reminded him of two other people he knew... Today though, wasn’t the best of days. It was time to practice Boggarts. You already knew what yours was, but you weren’t ready to exactly displayed to the class. You however walked forward and did it anyways, holding your breath as the Boggart began to shift. Finally it did.

Into your father. You opened your mouth to say a spell but nothing came out, your hands shaking as it inched forward. Fred looked at you and then the boggart, quickly pulling you back with one arm and shouting “riddikulus”. You couldn’t still your breathing and it only seemed to be getting worse. “Y/n? Look at me.” Fred said, ignoring the students watching you. Remus locked the closet and you hyperventilated. “Class dismissed.” Remus said, shuffling the other students out. “I-I can’t-- b-breathe.” you whimpered. George ran over and you gripped your head. “Y/n. I’m right here Love, follow my breathing.” Fred said softly. You followed his movements. “What’s your favorite book?” George asked making Remus raise a brow. “S-sense and Sensibility.” You answered, still regulating your breathing. “Personally I’m more of a short story man, what about you Freddie?” George asked. “Not big on reading. More of a napping fellow.” Fred answered. You let out a small laugh and straightened your posture. “What’s your favorite class?” Fred asked. “P-probably this one.. with the exception of t-today.” you answered. Remus reached into his drawer and handed you chocolate and a bottled water. “Thank you professor.” You muttered. You sat down and sighed. “Y/n... I hate to ask this, truly I do. But is there anything going on at home?” Remus asked. You didn’t say anything. “I... Don’t want to answer that question.” You finally said. Fred frowned and George exchanged a look. “Boys, do you mind leaving us for a few moments?” Remus asked. Fred kneeled to you, looking at your face. “I’ll be outside if you need me. Okay?” He asked. You nodded and he got up, leaving with George.

The door closed and Fred let out a long sigh. “I am going to kill her father, want to help?” Fred said. “Hand me a shovel.” George said simply. “Why didn’t she say anything?” Fred asked. “She doesn’t even want to talk to Lupin Fred. You saw her face, she most likely didn’t want to remember.” George said. Fred looked at the door and sighed. “We can’t let her go home George. Not this summer.” Fred said. “I’m with you.” George agreed. The two boys became a bit more protective over you. But they found it so strange that you still kept the happy go lucky personality despite going through all of this. Then Fred found you one night in the astronomy tower with a blanket. You were propped up against one of the stone arch’s and looking at the night sky. “Y/n?” Fred asked. You looked over at him. “Hey Fred.” You said with that smile. He sat across from you. “What brings you up here?” Fred asked. “Insomnia. And cookies.” You said. “Cookies?” Fred asked. You scooched closer to him, pushing a tin of cookies to him. He took one and you sighed looking at the stars. “Can I ask you something?” He said. “Sure.” You nodded. “What keeps that smile on your face all the time?” He asked. You let out a long breath, thinking over a detailed answer. “Lots of reasons. I have two kickass best friends that will fight for me no matter what, I have really cool teachers, I have friends who are like family.” you answered. “But... I keep that smile because some times someone just needs to see the good in the world. I won’t lie to you. My life is much darker than I think you accounted for. But if my smile provides someone else some light then damn it I’ll keep this up.” You said. Fred looked at you surprised. “Y/n...” He muttered. You looked at Fred and he said nothing, pulling you into his arms. You slowly hugged him back and he sighed. “I swear if anyone tries anything with you again, I will personally send them to their grave.” Fred said making you laugh. “I’m serious!” Fred said, not being able to keep a straight face seeing your smile. “Shut up and take a cookie.” You laughed.

You two were found passed out the next morning my Luna. You were in Fred’s arms and he was holding you close. You two never brought it up, despite the fact that both of you were blushing like crazy when you woke up. It was now CRYSTAL fucking clear how Fred felt about you to George after witnessing a snowball fight between you two that resulted in Fred tickling your sides and making you laugh during a Hogsmeade trip. You smiled in his arms, faces inches apart. If Fred and George’s jackass brother hadn’t gotten into a fight with Draco, George was 95% sure you two would’ve kissed.

You seemed distracted by something else though, and that was your professor. The scar on his face- why did it look familiar? And why was Remus going to Snape for a secret potion? You noticed that he was pretty secretive about his personal life and Harry never answered the question of where the mark came from. You took what you like to call “The Granger Approach.” Which was basically reading until you had a reliable answer. Fred sat with you the entire time, napping or talking to George while you read. Both boys were passed out by the time you found an answer. “Oh... Shit.” you realized, making Fred open an eye. “Find what you’re looking for?” George yawned. “...Yeah and I think Remus is going to be absent tomorrow.” You said looking at the full moon through the large glass windows. “Why’s that?” Fred asked. “He’s a werewolf.” You said in a whisper. Both boys looked at you with a “You can��t be serious” expression. “What makes you say that?” Fred asked. “Ron said something. Harry’s class saw his boggart. It was the moon.” You said. George blinked. “If our little brother is your proof that’s not exactly reliable.” George said. “How do you explain the potions he gets from Snape, or the scar on his face, or the fact that he was leaving campus this afternoon?” You asked. “He was?” Fred asked. “He was sneaking around but I noticed him.” You shrugged. “Alright. Say he doesn’t show up tomorrow. Who fills in for a substitute?” George asked. “Probably Snape.” you grumbled. “You’re a Slytherin and you don’t like Snape? My God you really are a strange one.” Fred teased making you smile. George rolled his eyes. “Do we ask him about this?” George asked. “No. We leave this alone unless Remus needs help.” you said. “How in the hell were you not sorted into Hufflepuff? Like honestly?” Fred asked. “I have no idea. Luna says its never wrong though.” You shrugged.

Sure enough, Remus didn’t show up and Snape took over class that day. Fred, George and you all exchanged knowing glances but overall didn’t say anything. The school year finally came to a close and you were honestly sad to see Remus go. The crazy thing was: That day when you explained your boggart to Remus, he told you that his door was open to you if you needed to leave home. You declined but Fred was hellbent on you staying with them for the summer. He hated the idea of you being potentially in harm’s way. This offer you accepted. You showed up, bags in hand with that same beautiful smile. Molly was of course excited to see you and you were happy to be there. The Burrow honestly felt like home. You and Fred had so many moments though that made the whole family go “Dude. Kiss already. PLEASE.” Specifically when you saw a spider and screamed, practically climbing up Fred while he killed the damn thing. “You managed to go into the forbidden forest alone and came back unscathed but a small spider scares you?” Fred asked, your legs having a death grip around his torso. “THEY ARE FUCKING CREEPY FRED!” You whined. “It’s smaller than you!” He laughed, holding you up. “SO IS A GRENADE!” you whined. You hopped down and eyed the dead spider. “Afraid it’ll crawl--” “FRED IT HAD BABIES!” You screamed, climbing right back up him, more directed to his face. “Oh for Christ’s sake--” He said, enchanting a broom to sweep them out. “You’re a Slytherin. All of you have creepy creatures for pets and you are terrified of..” “Fred faced you as you were linked to his side, inches away from him. You looked in his eyes, almost as if you were looking for something, swallowing hard. “What the hell happened here?” Ron asked, seeing the two of you. “I saw a spider.” “OH GOD WHERE--”

George was tired of this tension. Yes, it was cute to see his brother head over heels. But my GOD WERE YOU FUCKING DENSE. BOTH OF YOU. How could you two have so many OBVIOUS moments that would make people who barely knew you go “Oh so they like each other” But you two still be clueless to the other’s intentions. You two also talked endlessly to George and Ginny. Both of them would sit there listening wanting to say something, but kept their oaths of silence. This year things were bound to change though. You see: this year was a Triwizard tournament. Other schools were coming to this shindig. And a boy from Durmstrang seemed awfully fixated on you. You were friendly, inviting him to sit and Fred would just be internally screaming the whole time watching you. The Durmstrang boy would do things that literally made Fred’s eye fucking twitch: playing with your hair, complimenting your smile, constantly looking at you. You were oblivious to this being flirty though, unaware of the boy’s crush on you. Finally one day Fred had to talk to you about it. He could not stand watching this little fucker with you. “You should talk to her Fred. Tell her how you feel.” George said. “And if she doesn’t feel the same way?” Fred asked. George practically slammed his head down onto the table in frustration, releasing a long groan. “JUST. ASK. HER.” George whined, making Fred jump. “Good God man, what’s gotten into you!?” Fred asked. “NOTHING FRED. ABSOLUTELY NOTHING.” George groaned, getting up and making Ginny nearly die of silent laughter.

You were in the library, grabbing a few books for a herbology project when Fred popped up, scaring the shit out of you. “Christ! Say something when you’re behind me!” You breathed. “Sorry! Sorry.” Fred apologized. “What do you need?” You asked curiously. “What’s going on with you and that Durmstrang kid?” Fred asked. “What do you mean?” you asked, moving down the aisle, looking for a specific book. “Do you like him?” Fred asked. “He’s cool.” You shrugged. “Not like that Y/n.” Fred huffed. “Like what?” You asked. “Romantically. Do you like him romantically?” Fred asked. “Wha-- no!” You gagged. Fred felt a wave of relief wash over him. “Why did you want to know?” You asked. “It’s just... He acts like he likes you. That’s all.” Fred said. You stopped and turned around, a questioning squint on your face. “Would it have bothered you if I did?” You asked. “Yes.” Fred answered, no hesitation in his words. “Why?” you asked. Fuck. Fred did not think this through. “It just would’ve.” Fred said. “Again, why would this have bothered you?” You asked. “No particular reason!” He lied. “Answer the god damn question before I ask out Luka out of spite!” You snapped. “You do that and I ask Angela out!” He said back. You glared. “Oh that bothers you!?” Fred noticed the expression. “Yes it bothers me!” You said. “Why!?” Fred asked. “I asked you first, you dolt!” You said. Both of you were quickly becoming aggravated, glaring at each other. Fred couldn’t take it anymore and slammed his lips onto yours, resulting in you dropping the book in your hands and cupping his cheeks. You two eventually pulled away for this stupid thing called air and you let out a small laugh. “Well shit Fred, if you would’ve just started with that I wouldn’t have had to ask.” You laughed. He smiled, his hands around your waist. “You’re lucky we’re in public or else I would’ve done a lot more than that Princess.” Fred said in your ear. You looked at him with a smirk “If I knew making you jealous would make you act like this, my God I would’ve made friends with this kid ages ago.” You laughed. “Oh bite your tongue.” He chuckled. “Hmm, I’m thinking I leave that to you.” you teased. He shook his head, kissing you again.

George caught you two and he actually screamed “HALLEFUCKINGLUJAH” at the top of his lungs, making both of you jump. You three ended up in detention (you and Fred were in trouble for the book mess), George telling you two how the past few months were absolute hell. “I have been watching you two jackasses, trying to get you to DATE since LAST JANUARY. IT’S OCTOBER.” George complained. “It wasn’t that bad!” You laughed. “Not that bad-- NOT THAT BAD!? FRED TALKS MY GOD DAMN EAR OFF ABOUT YOU AT NIGHT-- I DON’T SLEEP” George whined. “Has he now?” You asked, smirking at Fred who was smiling. “You’re always on the bastard’s mind! And I have to listen to Ginny complain to me with the same issue-- ‘Y/n was talking about Fred again to Hermione. Something about if given the chance she’d definitely shag him’.” George quoted making you choke on air and cough as Fred looked at you with an amused smirk. “Would you now?” Fred asked. You rolled your eyes “What was it you said to me a few hours ago-- ‘You’re lucky we’re in public or else--’” “I remember what I said Darling, I just wanted to know where your mind was.” Fred teased. “Oh you know exactly what I’m thinking you little shit.” You griped making him snort. “Oh God Mcgonagall better come back soon, I’m locked in a room with two randy jackasses.” George prayed aloud. “Relax we’re not going to shag.” Fred said. “Thank god.” George sighed. “That’s not until three.” Fred yawned making you snort and George slammed his head on his desk. “DRINK HOLY WATER YOU UNGODLY SINNERS”

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(a/n: to the anon that requested this, i’m so sorry this took me a million years to complete and post! i hope you find these and you enjoy them, thanks for requesting! - admin kat 🌙❣)

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Felix with a Human s/o that’s Afraid of Turning Headcanons:

° your fear of being changed into a vampire is definitely going to be an issue for felix. i mean, the man wants to literally spend forever with you and will not allow you to stay mortal. now that he’s found you, his mate, he genuinely would not be able to live without you.

° also, being a human in volterra is literally unheard of (apart from all the biancas a.k.a the secretaries) and there’re a lot of vampires prowling around the place so there’s a 110% chance that you could get bit or killed.

° which btw is a huge fear of felix’s. he wouldn’t forgive himself if you got killed by a vampire who fed on you or harmed you in any way. he’d literally rip them to pieces and burn them in two seconds flat. he’s not fucking around.

° it would be challenging for even him to not want to feed on you bc you smell tasty af lmaoo.

° but on a real note, your blood smells really good to him and he really doesn’t want to kill you.

° also, he’s a part of the guard, so he’s got a job to attend to, which he can’t do when he’s worried you’ll die every two seconds.

° when you first arrived in volterra he literally didn’t leave your side for 3 whole months, even when aro and the crew™ summoned him. he took you with him. alec and jane may have almost mistaken you for a snack and demetri struggled to hold him back from ripping the twins to shreds. fun times man! like y’all laugh about it now (minus felix who’s still mad af)

° whenever you get sick, he brings up changing you in 0.3 seconds.

° “you know if you’d let me change you, you’d never get sick.”

° “it’s just a cold, felix. get a grip.”

° “how can i get a grip when you’re so fragile? you know there’s no cure for the cold, right?”

° a lot of arguments ensue from the topic of changing you. felix takes this personally and begins to think that you believe he’s nothing but a monster. which he technically is and is a part of why you don’t want to turn.

° arguments often get heated between you two and felix has to walk away before they get too heated because without meaning to he could hurt you. as i said before, you’re fragile. like he doesn’t want to hurt you btw!

° even though he argues with you over your mortality, he adores a lot of things about it: like how your heart speeds up when he kisses you (lmaoo it stopped one time and he panicked bc he thought you died), he adores watching you sleep, how you need to eat three meals a day, etc.

° “i swear to god if you bring up me changing one more time i will shove my foot so far up your a-”

° boii is horny af though bc he can’t even get with you sexually bc he’d snap you in half.

° demetri teases tf out of him about it. you deffo join in

° like he eye fucks you now, which only makes you horny and now you’re suffering too.

° he’s frustrated also bc he can’t help to get you off either bc again he could literally kill you.

° felix doesn’t have much patience either, so if you don’t come to a decision he probably will make it for you or he’ll demand to know why you’re so afraid to change.

° also sexual tension™

° if you take too long deciding he’s going to just change you bc he’s savage af and kinda selfish. he’d rather you be mad at him for all eternity for changing you than have you die.

° but also he loves you and wants to respect your choices? so there’s a lot of turmoil over it, but i believe that his desire to spend forever with you would win.

° maybe you’re afraid of the pain, unclear of the whole process, etc.

° “what if i’m unlucky and i don’t make it through the process?”

° “that’s ridiculous! it works every time.”

° “okay... but what if i go on a murderous rampage-”

° “we have a process in place to teach newborns how to control their thirst.”

° “okay, okay! i totally understand that. but what if i end up being so out of control that i reveal the secret of vampires to humans? won’t i be killed then.”

° “that’s impossible, i won’t let that happen.”

° you’re kinda frustrated at this point bc for every inquiry of skepticism you have, he’s got an answer prepared.

° felix at some point begins to wonder if you feel the mate bond as deeply as he does. you feel an immense pull towards him, it’s unreal. you’re just afraid.

° “but wouldn’t you like me to fuck you?”

° “seriously?! in front of everyone?”

° “oh, we hear you guys argue about this fifty times a day. it’s nothing new, y/n.” demetri would guffaw.

° lmao felix literally brings that up so often in front of others you’re beginning to get immune to it.

° strong boii™ doesn’t want you to be turned by anyone else but him. so like he’ll practice to get the hang of it bc god forbid if he killed you-

° i mean, in the end you choose to allow him to turn you bc what would be better than spending forever with felix?

° “i swear to god, if you kill me i’m gonna come back from the grave and light you on fire...”

° “i won’t.”

° “you know i’ll be right here during the whole process, i won’t leave your side. and when you wake up, i’ll be the there too.”

° that honestly gives you so much comfort and even makes you smile.

° which gives him confidence too bc you trust him enough to do this when he could literally KILL YOU

° the process goes as great as it can go and like after you feel like you can fight god which felix has to remind you that you cANT’ JUST DEMAND TO FIGHT EVERY VAMPIRE YOU SEE WHEN YOU DON’T KNOW HOW TO FIGHT

° it’s good that you chose to get turned bc he was about to do it regardless lmaoo. (i know i’ve said this fifty times already but i’m not kidding boii really would’ve done it)

° y’all are the most chaotic couple, like aro and crew™ are entertained but also mildly very terrified.

° y’all fucked.. A LOT... just sayin

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dungeons-and-dragon-age · 3 years ago

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Might be a bit much, but 3, 5, 8, 9, 25, 27, 36, 55, 65, and 84? All for Kalagna, I would love to know all about her!

It's never too much!! I love answering these haha so I'm happy to get a lot of em!

this one got a bit lengthy lmao so answer's under the cut~

3. What is the meaning behind their name? Do they have any nicknames?

I chose her name via random generator lmaoo so originally there was no meaning behind her name, but since coincidentally her mother’s name is Kalah I like to think she was named after her. Personally I nickname her Kala a lot, but there are only a handful (who am i kidding it's not even a handful) of people who she allows calling her that

5. What’s their relationship with their parents like? What about other relatives?

Since she’s never met her father there isn’t much of a relationship to be had, although when she was younger she did resent him for leaving them because it was a lot easier to blame their entire situation on him. As she grew up she started being indifferent to him though.

The relationship with her mother is… complicated. She resents her, she pities her, she could not care less about her, except she does, somehow, and hates the fact that she does. Its hard to look past the abuse and she has long learned not to expect affirmation or affection from Kalah, but between disgust and bitterness and indifference she is still glad to have her out of Dusstown at least, and if she insists on keeping on hating life (and her daughters), that’s her sodding problem.

8. What do they believe will happen to them after they die? Does this belief scare them?

Well, she will “return to the Stone”, one way or another. If that includes her soul or spirit she doesn’t know nor care, whatever happens, happens.

9. What is their favorite color? Favorite animal?

She likes bright, vivid colours, especially warm ones like golds, yellows, and oranges.

Kala is really fond of birds, and songbirds in particular! She’s fascinated by their ability to fly and they look and sound pretty, too

25. What is their biggest flaw?

I’m really bad at picking one single trait that stands out, but to name one she has a tendency to be overly suspicious and judgemental, and when it comes down to it she will assume default to assuming the worst instead of the best of someone or something.

27. What is their biggest strength?

Again can’t really pick the biggest one, but one big strength her self esteem and good judgement. She is thick-skinned, she knows the range of her abilities and knows what she wants, for better or for worse.

36. What is their sense of humor like? Give an example of a joke they would find humorous.

She.. does not have the best sense of humour to begin with lmao. She is analytical, she is efficient, and it wasn’t like there was a lot to laugh or joke about in the first place. Most forms of humour make her scoff if anything because she cannot fathom why people would spend their brainpower and time on saying or doing absolutely retarded and/or senseless things. However she does end up enjoying Alistair’s and Zevran’s sense of humour, though more because it’s them and because their (attempts at) being silly and lighthearted make her happy, not because she finds the jokes themselves particularly funny. So e.g. Alistair making a stupid pun would make her smile because “that’s my Alistair”, not because she thinks the pun itself is funny.

55. What is their alcohol tolerance like? What kind of drunk are they?

Good luck finding out, because she despises alcohol and refuses to touch it.

65. What’s their immune system like? Do they get sick often? How do they react to getting sick?

See the thing is it would probably make sense for her to get sick a lot on the surface because it entirely different from the environment she grew up in, but I also love to HC that Dwarves are quite resilient by nature, so pair that with the hc that Grey Wardens grow more resistant to sickness and diseases etc. as part of the youre-already-half-dead-anyways-so-you-get-to-have-cool-but-creepy-perks deal and you get a very very tough little Dwarf. When she does get sick though anyone who tries to get her to rest will have a rough time for as long as she able to move.

84. Which deadly sin do they represent best?

Ironically, probably pride. May sound weird for someone who was told her entire life that she wasn’t supposed to exist but practically her entire identity was based on her defying that very mindset by existing, basically. Not sure how to explain this properly but I imagine that she kinda… used the way society treated her as affirmation for them being wrong and her being right? Which did lead to a “better than you” kind of attitude though and also made it super hard for her to adjust to and cope with not being confronted with hostility and contempt all the time once she got out of Orzammar. Also to get back to the pride aspect lmao she’s just generally very well aware and proud of her skills, and later on takes pride in her origin and her accomplishments too. Just… a lot of things centered around pride and defiance, now that I think about it.

#I'm super happy that you're interested in her aaa so that's again for all the questions!! <3 #her entire like... mindset is kind of hard for me to put into words bc i always feel like it makes no sense if i try to explain it haha #but she is *so* different from Neira in so many aspects and it was so fun to play as her and figure her out #but anyways enough rambling lmao #(btw trying to space these out a little so yall don't get insta spammed x'D)#oc: kalagna brosca #my ocs #oc asks #*thanks #'that's' was supposed to say 'thanks' lmao

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ddarker-dreams · 4 years ago

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Giorno: (Y,N) I would like to show you something. [Cue soft smile]

SR reader: Sure! What is it Giorno?

Giorno: puts random something in her palm, turns it into a bug.

SR Reader: *SCREECH*

Mista: *Laughs*

mista would 100% be the one who DOES NOT drop the topic and keeps convincing giorno to make bugs around you. absolute madman. has no shame, no pride in this competition for your affection. poor giorno is just trying to make the Moves and is excited over the thought of impressing you with gold expeirence LMAOO

anon 2 said: uhh I for one super agree with sr reader. Mosquitoes have no purpose in life, they should be, deservedly, nuked from existence. Anyone who thinks otherwise is a traitor to humanity and planet earth.

SAME!!!! MISTA JUST SHOOT THE MOSQUITO YOU COWARD!!!!! he’s gonna be like yo. why didn’t you just use your stand??? but scarlet ribbons is NOT going anywhere near ugly bugs either, since stands are extensions of your soul, she’s gonna be horrified of them too. mista has to stop one of the pistols from picking up bugs and trying to scare you with them since they find your reaction cute.

anon 3 said: Okay, everybody meeting readers grandparents was so cute...I was wondering what about if reader had siblings...I imagine chaos (I’ve got 2 brothers and it’s insanity)

i picture reader as a single child but,, omggg that’d be so cute. the only people to get the stamp of Approval TM would probably be bucciarati, and MAAAYBE giorno. everyone else is on THIN ice. they caught mista staring at your ass once and went hmmm no. get ride of that one with the hat. they don’t appreciate abbacchio’s vibes. don’t respect fugo’s swiss chees shirt and intellectual way of speaking. narancia is just too much of a bundle of energy. they probably just think you’d be joking if you said you’re dating the famous singer trish, then go ??? if she confirmed. overall it’d be a chaotic mess. especially on abbacchio’s route bc he couldn’t be ASSED to win the approval of anyone. he’s about ready to square up, abbacchio no--

anon 4 said: TWO PEOPLE HIDING IN A CLOSET. YOU GOTTA WRITE THAT FOR THE SR UNIVERSE. EXPAND ON THE IDEA LADY, PLEASE.

I just die for this trope. 🤣🤣

aha... haha.. what if i told you... one of my kinktober prompts is this exact trope? haha jk...

unless? 😳

i’m thinkin either bruno or mista. i can’t make up my mind. good thing i still have some time to figure it out l m ao.

anon 5 said: omg wait is it scarlet ribbons like the christmas song? thats like a father who cant get the gift his daughter ones and then the christmas spirit or smth gets it for her? if its that one that's such a funky coincidence bcus its my favourite christmas song ajsjdjjs

yes that’s the song!! it’s not Exactly fitting of jjba but i liked the name so much that i didn’t mind. it’s such a cute name... and a red stand felt like it’d fit in so thus scarlet ribbons was born.

anon 6 said: Can you imagine in the future sr reader and Giorno playing something like Minecraft or animal crossing together? I think that’d be so cute🥺👉👈

SR READER IS A GAMER!! i cannot make any of my readers anything but a gamer. YOU KNOW SHE’S GOT THAT SPECIAL ANIMAL CROSSING SWITCH AND EVERYTHING,, her favorite villager would be chrissy!! anyone she’s close to is gonna end up being roped into some form of gaming, so giorno isn’t immune from it either. though it’s narancia who vibes with this the most. no one knows what tf they’re talking about when they start talking about the latest games, just smiling and pretending.

#scarlet ribbons #scarlet ribbons lore #not sfw #answered #Anonymous

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angelicmichael · 4 years ago

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Imminient Annihilation Sounds so Dope, Chapter Six

Michael Langdon x reader

Summary: Pure Madison and Micheal content. They decide what to do after the whole fiasco with Micheals soulmate. There is implied smut in this near the end of the chapter!! This chapter is also another MICHEALS POV chapter so keep that in mind when reading!! This chapter is also incredibly angsty.. basically this chapter is just showing how soft and whipped Micheal is for Madison lmaoo

Words: 3.3k+

A/N: If you read this fic on AO3 then you know I’m literally just copying and pasting my chapter summaries lmao. Anyways, likes and reblogs always appreciated and let me know if you wanna be on the tag list!!

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Your typical morning routine consisted of you waking up around 7 or 8 am, checking your email to see if anyone from the cooperative contacted you, and then carrying on with your day. However, your mornings were looking really different lately.

Over the past two days, you let yourself wake up naturally - or if you heard Madison stir or wake up first you would wake up too. It was nice to let the rays of the sun and chirping of the birds naturally lead you out of slumber, not to be awakening by your deafening alarm clock or feel groggy from over sleeping.

However the circumstances you were now in weren’t too nice though. Waking up was probably the nicest part of your day, sadly. Cherishing the fact that your girlfriend was even still alive would be another highlight of your day.

After you got your bearings together after that night that you had met your soulmate in person, you contacted the cooperative and told them you would need a couple days of a break - without any contact during the break what so ever. Yesterday was the last day of no contact. Today, in a couple hours actually, you would be meeting Jeff and Mutt to get a matience update on Ms. Mead which would be your introduction back into working with the cooperative.

However, you still had a couple hours left until you had to leave Madison. After waking up naturally a couple minutes ago, you lay in Madison’s bed.. trying to get the motivation to actually open your eyes and wake up.

After the events that had occurred two days ago you basically had moved in with Madison, sure it wasn’t official but you were here 24/7. She never asked you to stay but she didn’t have too, you knew it was the right thing to do. And even by reading her mind you knew it was what she (not so secretly) wanted you to do.

After she nearly died you felt insanely guilty. If it wasn’t for you having all of these fucking soulmate issues she wouldn’t have been in that situation in the first place. But you knew there was no way for you to predict what happened.

When you met your soulmate, you were supposed to get to the house to meet her before Madison did. The whole point was for you two to arrive at the same time, or atleast you to show up first so that you both could ambush your soulmate at the same time but obvisouly that didn’t happen.

Everything that could’ve gone wrong, did go wrong. Of course your soulmate wasn’t supposed to have such strong powers either. You knew she had powers but when you switched with her and you were in her body, her powers weren’t strong at all. She only had two powers that you were aware of which were fire and the ability to bring people back from the dead. but then she showed up a couple days ago and apparently had even more advanced powers than you did? You were beyond baffled and so fucking angry. Angry that her powers grew so fast and angry that you didn’t pick up on it somehow. How could you have made mistake like this? You couldn’t help but blame yourself for not knowing about your soulmates powers, and than having Madison pay the price for it.

Unpredictability was a characteristic that you despised of the most. Not being able to predict someone made you feel helpless and out of control. You supposed the feeling of wanting to be in control came from the lack of control you felt while growing up. The situations you were put in and the hatred your family felt about you were totally out of your control. And now, you were really starting to feel out of control once again.

You’ve never met anyone who your powers didn’t work on and you honestly never thought that you would.. That’s why you felt so baffled on what to do now. You first had your suspicions about your powers not working on her when you saw her on the porch a couple nights ago.

The first thing you did when you met someone was read their mind. Sometimes it was a conscious act, sometimes not. However, when you met your soulmate you weren’t able to read her mind. No thoughts of hers filled your mind when you looked into her eyes, only your own thoughts seemed to echo in your ears.

You should’ve known then but you wrote that off as maybe one power of yours being defective. However, when you tried to kill her your suspicions became true.

At first you felt stupid for thinking you would be able to take her out so easily. Then you figured it was probably impossible to kill your own soulmate, even if you did hate them. Now you would just have to wait for the apocalypse to take her out you supposed, since she seemed to be invincible towards you. However that felt wrong. It felt wrong to just wait out her death, you felt even more angry and vengeful towards her more than ever that she fucked with Madison. You felt it would only be right if you were the one to take her last breath from her, not some generic bomb that would take out the entire population as well. You wanted to see the life leave her eyes, you wanted to see her be tortured and cry and writhe in pain in her last moments on earth. No one hurt your girlfriend and got away with it, the bitch had to pay. Actions have consequences after all. You just had to find a new way to make this happen but you knew if there was a will there was a way.

She could block your powers, yes. That was a fact but if you physically attacked her? Like with your fists? There’s no way she could be immune to that if you actually manually killed her with your own two hands.

It’s not like you couldn’t choke someone out, hell, you did it to your own grandma and nearly killed her in the process.. You guess that was the plan then. It seemed simple enough, easy even. Almost too easy. You felt stupid for returning back to L.A if you were just going back to Lousiana but you knew that the choice to come back was necessary. Madison needed time to rest, even though you healed her pretty much instantly after the incident happened.

You finally stretched in your bed. Or Madison’s bed, actually. Your arm wandered over to the left side of the bed where Madison typically resided, your hand reaching out for her to pull her close to you - but she wasn’t there. Instead your hand only felt the semi cold bed sheets and your stomach dropped. Where was she?

In normal circumstances you wouldn’t be so irrational and think the worst but after knowing that someone existed who was stronger than you, you were a little on edge.

Sitting up straight so quickly on the bed made you slightly light headed, but you quickly focused instead on trying to hear her thoughts. If Madison was still in her apartment or atleast in close proximity, you would be able to hear her thoughts.. and you did. You didn’t bother listening to exactly what they were, you just heard them - like a slight buzzing or humming noise.. like a swarm of insects almost. You got out of the bed and decided to check the kitchen first, the door to the master bathroom was empty and obvisouly vacated.

The smell of coffee started to grow stronger as you approached the kitchen. The wooden floors nearly stung your feet with how cold they are - as you were barefoot. In fact, the only garments you happened to be wearing was a pair of tight fitting black boxers.

Then when you turned the corner into the kitchen you saw her. You smirked, she was nearly naked. She wore ‘clothes’ (if you could even call them that) that matched yours. She sported only a tight black bra and matching black underwear, with a white sheer robe that was thrown over that was very loosely and lazily tied around the waist - a pathetic attempt in your opionion to remain modest. I mean after all, you did have neighbors. Madison lived in the city in a apartment with so many windows you even bother to count them all.

She didn’t even notice you when you came into the kitchen. She close to the sink, looking over the city through one of the big windows with a mug in hand. Moodily sipping.

That was when you started to notice that something was off. Off with Madison. Something was wrong, very, very wrong. Madison was never the type to get up at 8 or 9 in the morning and make coffee and then - do whatever the hell she was doing now. Drinking coffee and looking at the view? Who was this? It certainly wasn’t the Madison you grew to know and love.

As of late, She always slept in until 11 or noon, and then she would try her best to convince you to stay in bed with her all day and take care of her.. And you had no problem doing so - in fact you were the one who insisted on watching her since you felt so guilty. It was your fault she got hurt in the first place. It was just.. very unsettling to see her like this.

You slowly approached her silently until you were just a couple steps behind her. You even stopped breathing to avoid making your presence known.

“Darling”?

You spoke. Your voice cut into the crisp morning air like a knife. Madison jumped nearly a foot, letting go of the coffee cup but mere seconds before it hit the ground - you were able to catch it with your magic and put it safely on the kitchen island counter. Thank god for your cat like reflexes your father graced you with. The coffee was defintly spilled on the floor though.. Dammit.

Madison whipped around,

“Fucking shit Micheal”.

Her arms folded over her chest. Her eyes looked tired, they were rimmed with dark circles and there was residue from mascara under her eyes. You wonder if she got any sleep last night at all... you thought she got sleep last night since you slept next to her but perhaps not. The expression on her face was more than just being tired though. Her face held some other expression that you couldn’t exactly put your finger on.

“what are you doing up this early? Are you okay”?

You asked. You were expecting some kind of sarcastic rebuttal, or atleast for her to roll her eyes but she did neither of those things. Instead she briefly looked at her nails, licked her lips and tried to not meet your gaze. She was nervous, that was easy to tell. You were about to open your mouth again to try and pursuade her to communicate with you but she beat you to it this time.

“Ever since.. that situation happened, I’ve been having nightmares Micheal. Horrible nightmares, and if it’s not nightmares than it’s insomnia but you haven’t even noticed have you? You’ve been so fucking distant lately-“!

You felt as if a rug was pulled out from under you. Feelings of anger and confusion started to rise within you and it was starting to get hard to control yourself. You’ve always had zero patience when it came to other people blaming you or getting upset with you.

“What are you talking about? You’ve been my number one priority Madison. I put the cooperative on hold once again, and now for the second time the end times are being put off for you-“

You started but Madison cut you off, she was now nearly screaming. Her voice rang throughout the apartment - shrill and sharp.

“No Micheal! I have never been your priority. Do you really want me to start listing people who are a bigger priority to you than me? Because it’s nearly fucking everyone”.

The anger you felt, first in your chest and now starting to spread throughout your body was getting harder and harder for you to control. You knew that you didn’t want to hurt Madison, but it was starting to become difficult to really convince yourself of that. You could feel your shoulders and your jaw tense up, your hands were clenched into tight fists as your teeth gritted together. When you spoke it came out as a hiss.

“Madison. Everything I’m doing is for you, it’s for us. The whole point of trying to end the fucking world is so that we can live a better life without having to deal with all of this bullshit. The fact that you can’t recognize that is fucking alarming, to say the least”.

You swallowed and crossed your arms, and tried to shake out the tension you felt by rolling your shoulders back. Madison sighed and frowned. She walked closer to you and put her hand on your shoulder.

That was another thing you loved about Madison. She wasn’t scared of you. You knew that was the only reason why Jeff and Mutt, and most others, listened and obeyed your every command. It was more than just respect, they feared you. You knew within a split second you could obliterate their soul - like they never exsisted. Madison knew this and yet she didn’t cower. She wasn’t afraid to tell you no, it made her unique. It made her stand out.

“I know that, Hun. It’s just.. that’s not it. That’s not the point I’m trying to make here”.

She said and she paused and stared at you. Her eyes narrowed, she seemed deep in thought - as if she was trying to find the right words to say. Easily you could read her mind and just find out what she was trying to say but out of respect for her and this situation, you chose not too.

“Micheal.. Ever since.. you switched you’ve been different. Your close with me physically but your distant. You’ve been depressed and I think we both know how to solve this problem, we just don’t like the answer”.

The anger you felt washed away once you heard those words. It was replaced with fear, worry and abondenment. That one thing you fucking feared the most, probably more than death or even disappointing your father - being abondend again. You couldn’t take it - you couldn’t. Tears started to prick at your eyes and you hated yourself for it. You hated being weak. You could feel yourself shaking ever so slightly, and Madison having her hand on your shoulder still, felt you shaking.

She brought you in for a hug, her skin was cold but it was still a comforting gesture. You felt her lips softly kiss your cheek and then she whispered into your ear,

“This isn’t goodbye, I would never do that to you. I would never leave you Micheal”.

She parted from your hug just so she could make eye contact as she spoke. You felt a stab in your heart as you saw her eyes were wet, she was crying. Something that was extremly uncharacteristic of her.

“But we need to take a step back. At least for now because you need to figure this thing out with her. I can’t stand to see you so distant and depressed Micheal, you need to see her and atleast try to have some kind of relationship with her. Whether that’s friendship or dating, that’s up to you but you need to try. I’ll always be here for you”.

You felt yourself start to breath faster and faster as you shook your head, in total disbelief. There was no way what she was saying was real, there had to be some other way.

“No. No, There has to be some other way Madison. I have a new plan to try to kill her, we don’t have to use magic”.

You pleaded, your voice sounded strange from you being upset. You wiped away your tears with the back of your hand as you sniffled. If it was anyone else other than Madison (or perhaps Ms. Mead) you would have killed them on the spot for allowing them to see you cry. No one saw you cry. Execpt Madison.

Madison shook her head at your response.

“Micheal, we both know that’s not a option and that’s not going to work. The fucking bitch can seem to block your powers, I’m sure she would find some way to defy death even if you did choke her out”.

She grabbed a pack of ciggerates from the island counter and took a ciggerate, and with the wave of her hand lit it. She took a hit and slowly exhaled and then continued talking,

“Trust me, I want that cunt dead just as much as you do but.. I also know you Micheal. And I want you to be happy and as much as I’ll be jealous, she’s what you need right now”.

As soon as you felt a tear slip onto your cheek, you moved in to kiss her. Hard. Of course you took the ciggerate away from her first though. You put both of your hands on the side of her face as you first felt her freeze, then quickly melt into the kiss as she swiftly crossed her hands over the back of your neck.

Your intentions were to give her one last good kiss but this was quickly turning into more. One kiss turned into two and before you knew it you full blown making out. Tongue and everything. The kiss was sloppy and full of emotion, too much emotion than you liked. You pulled away, partially to get a breath and partially to talk to her. You moved your hands from her face but her hands still lingered on you, not letting you go.

“Madison I don’t want anyone else. I don’t care if she’s my soulmate. I want you, your all I need”.

You pleaded. Your swollen lips made it difficult to talk.

“Less talking, more kissing”.

Madison growled, and pulled you in for another kiss. You lifted her up by grabbing the back of her legs and having her jump so that you could put her on top of the kitchen island. She scooter back so that she could lay down and pulled you on top of her. you heard the coffee cup you placed ealier on the island hit the ground and shatter but you didn’t care. The ciggerates along with many other belongings were also now on the floor as well but lust was now starting to consume you and cloud your judgement to the point where you just didn’t fucking care. The only thing you cared about was making Madison the happiest woman in the world, currently.

After seeing Jeff and Mutt and letting them know all future cooperative meetings would be done via zoom, you returned back to your penthouse. You thought briefly about going back to Madison’s apartment to get your things but if what she said was true then you would be able to get your stuff back anytime.. At least you hoped. You tried to not think too much about that.

But right now you sat in your home that was currently lit by candles - you were prepping to talk with your father to hopefully get some insight about this situation.

You had your laptop in front of you that you just booked a one way flight to Lousiana with that would be leaving tonight. Here goes nothing.

Taglist: @mindlesschicca

#imminient annihilation sounds so dope #michael x reader #my fic #my works #michael langdon x reader #ahs

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lovepostaot · 4 years ago

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Matchup for @ 7thkonoha !

Hi, I’d like a match up please. I’m 22/F/Straight.

Type: (I assume.. as in my type of S/O??) my type of guy has always been someone capable and responsible, with a similar sense of humour. irl tho I always end up w guys that are opposite of me.

Appearance: that’s me on my dp. Dark hair. Light medium skin. So-so.

Hobbies: I like to read. I also write poetry that I never let others read bc it exposes me too much lol and i play guitar. I recently picked up a uke and over 10 years of guitar playing has made it a breeze, it’s very fun. I am good at cooking, something I have had to learn since I lived alone at 19. I try to learn to cook foreign food as much as I can.

What I’m like: my friends all say they found me intimidating and unapproachable at first bc of my poker face. I talk a lot once you get to know me, I’m just shy. I’m the smart one in the group 90% of the time. I’m boring bc I’m a little immune to trends. I just can’t get on with what people my age are up to nowadays (like making tiktoks and shit). I’m kinda lazy.. i genuinely believe it was an accident that I finished my MBA with first class honours. I wish I was more motivated in life. I wish I was a hard worker.

Pet peeves: loud chewing, touching bins/dirty surfaces (I was using buckets of sanitisers even before COVID happened and i find it mildly disgusting that people only started hand washing and sanitising when the virus happened. I dread bin collection day), having to repeat myself (I’m impatient; I’ll make a bad teacher).. I think that’s the main ones.

Zodiac: Gemini and INTJ. I don’t believe in these things much. I hate gemini description bc it doesn’t match and I really want it to :(

Thank you!!

Hi thank you for requesting!! I match you with...

Levi Ackerman!

I feel like even though knowing him he’d hate to admit it, he really enjoys your company and how similar yet different you guys are from each other! The way your not up to trend is something he quite enjoys as he sees it mature and different from the scouts he spend 24/7 with lmaoo.

Your relationship is for sure like a old married couple in a way~. I definitely see him making you cook while he cleans and switch roles every week for a change of pase~~

- Likes the fact your sanitary! It makes him feel safe/comfortable because he doesn’t have to ask of you to clean

-LOVESS to hear your poems even if you insist no. He won’t directly ask but he’ll probably make comments like “I haven’t seen you write in awhile” or come home with a notebook and leave it on your desk without addressing it

Cooking dates!! Fs bossess you around a bit but out of love

Wasn’t intimated at all by your poker face! Instead he thought it was cute on how unlike the others you didn’t seem intimated by himself

Slightly brags about you to others like for an example if he hears someone playing a guitar he’ll make comments like; “you play better than them...” or “Tch i’ve heard better”

Really comfortable around you! As much as he’s afraid to lose you he really isn’t afraid to get to close and it’s a nice feeling for him!

Encourages you and motivates you in little ways!

Your mood board <3

Song; You’re all I want by Cigarettes After Sex

I hope you enjoyed your match! I had lots of fun writing it <3

#mathchups #aot matchups #aot headcanons #aot fluff #aot #snk anime #snk x reader

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klonoadreams · 4 years ago

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That sessions Jack Noir killed her because Yuu somehow became friends with the Black Queen. I don't know how it happened, but the Black Queen becane her Exile because of it, so it was probably fated to happen. Aslo, I don't know whether Yuu should have some kind of bladed weapon or a broom(to call back on her threatening Ace with a broom). But part of me wants Yuu to grab Jack's knife out of his band and then either cut his head off or slit his throat. Don't mess with the Healer.

lol that WOULD happen. It’s like, “WHOOPS”

Now all you really have to deal with is the King (who is immune to BEAST TAMER EX)

(between Lilia and Malleus, one of them would end up with the White Queen as their exile)

lmaoo, BROOMKIND. Just that strife specibus. literally just whacking people with a broom. Making different types of brooms. RIDING THE BROOMS.

(now I just imagine Azul fighting with a pen, since he makes contracts and stuff, and Lilia with a god damn bass guitar, just breaking through the enemies with them)

She’s usually magic-less, but for once, due to reasons, she now has skills. And it’s like...GOOD.

Jack’s going down. (or whatever dude fits the Jack Noir role, since I’m not sure if Jack Noir is like...a consistent sburb session character like the Queens and Kings)

I mentioned Malleus earlier, but like...since he and Yuu (ewe) are obviously friends, consider

Malleus carrying Yuu in his arms, after they’ve both ascended.

meaning while Yuu is in her sylph outfit, Malleus...

Is rocking this outfit. It’s the most colorful he’s ever been. And he’s probably looking pretty cute. Obviously, there are openings for his horns.

Witch of Light Malleus likely has a lot of gargoyles on his Land. And he is VERY happy.

And if Malleus is happy, so is Yuu (ewe), because it means more fun times with Tsunotarou!!

#ask #twisted wonderland #twst #malleus draconia #yuu (twisted wonderland)#twst oc #homestuck au #counting sheep (fanfic)#this is certainly helping pass the time #while i wait for more of chapter 5

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normal-thoughts-official · 4 years ago

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Marvel AU. What powers do you think Magnus and Alec would have?

well.

i know that for magnus the really obvious answer would be like “magic” and obviously that’s valid because he is fucking great at magic but. i can also see him being like, an iron man sorta hero? like obviously he is not tony stark and we’re not including the war crimes part here, but a kind of self-made hero who doesn’t have powers, but is a goddamn genius and turned himself into one? or maybe he does have magic and is a genius (like in canon lmaoo)

like some doctor strange stuff? ive actually never seen or read doctor strange or any media that features him all i know is that he’s played by the cucumber guy and can see alternate realities but there’s doctor in his name so i assume he’s smart. if he’s not ignore this. anyway magnus having magic (maybe just one specific kind instead of like, general magic like in the show? like idk he can open portals or something of the sort) and being super damn smart too and figuring out new technologies to defend himself and shit and creating new and great ways to mix his powers and that? that’s some good shit

as for alec. well again the obvious answer would be some sorta hawkeye shit which again is valid because i do think that archery, like, suits alec. it’s not just something he does in the show, i think it’s something that reflects his personality and talents - he likes to be a little behind so he has a greater view of the whole picture, so he can have the backs of the people he loves, so he can watch them and make sure they’re fine, so he can be their protector and also see everything with strategy and knowledge and help them. he’s kind of a playmaker you know (i don’t watch sports either but i watched high school musical and troy bolton made this metaphor so i have good sources here). and he’s level headed, precise, strategical, smart

but i can super see him being kind of a.... more like, background guy? like idk he’s the dude who stays in the ship and keeps an eye on everyone and kind of guides them. again the playmaker. kinda like nick fury i suppose, like he keeps the whole team together and lets them know of the big picture they obviously can’t see while they’re down there handling details, he coordinates them and keeps them on the loop and kind of designs their moves. again a strategist, you know? and that’s really cool

and welp i can’t help but think details here so i super like the idea that magnus is like, recruited later (possibly he had escaped his abusive father? and he learnt through that experience that cops are useless when people actually need them lmao, so he becomes this kind of vigilante who swoops in during violent encounters and tries to figure out ways to help the community? hmmm really like that). like there was already this group of superheroes who kind of handled big villains (like asmodeus himself mayhaps? hmmm much to think about. maybe he kinda becomes a villain after magnus escapes because he’s trying to get him back.... idk) and they take notice on magnus even if he’s very minor in the sense that he doesn’t really handle huge villains, his thing is more local cries for help and trying to improve the community life to prevent crime, you know

anyway because his efforts are clearly paying off he draws whoever’s responsible for recruiting the heroes’ attention (oooh let’s make that ragnor). and he kinda is doing his own thing but then he learns that they’re trying to take down asmodeus and ofc he feels responsible. also, well- his work was focused on empowering the communities, and now that they’re more organized they are doing fine on their own and taking care of themselves. plus he’s kinda hated by cops obviously so he is offered immunity. so he agrees

and then of course the first person he’s introduced to is alec because alec is kinda the brains of the whole thing and he’s just keeping magnus in the loop. but magnus is scared that everyone is going to judge/hate him because he’s asmodeus’ son and cue like, outsider angst. also i mean they’re all pretty... close? and magnus is the guy who just got here, so, you know

i mean obviously he makes his own friends, ragnor and cat and rapha, but they’re all kind of in the supporting team (maybe cat and rapha are responsible for like, keeping an eye out to know whenever there is a problem? and intelligence ofc. i’m kind of picturing that this runs parallel to official government stuff like the police, like no outside influence. but they get a nod because the cops themselves can’t handle the shit they do. idk). oh and ELIAS cuz im a sucker for elias (maybe he’s a legal advisor or handles external relationships or something? idk why but i can really see him being good at this). but anyway, ANYWAY, the point is that he’s not really close with the Mission Group, which sucks because it’s what he’s doing

but welp alec’s job is to keep them all in sync after all, and also he lowkey understands because he is part of the ops team but isn’t (even if obviously there are several layers to magnus’ situation that don’t apply to alec) and well alec is canonically like, sensible? when it comes to magnus, he pays attention when others don’t, that’s what drew magnus to him in the first place. so he kinda of nudges him into being closer to the rest of the team. like he knows izzy will be interested in magnus’ technology since she also works with that, so he makes sure to mention it, and he very subtly and smartly makes sure that magnus is a part of the conversation in no time, and it all flows very naturally and he’s just. sitting back watching magnus get along feeling proud of himself. and then magnus kind of turns to him and smiles and mouths thank you, don’t think i didn’t notice. and maybe winks. and poof there it is, the Talking To Magnus Smile

and well probably more drama before the “i’m asmodeus’ son” reveal, because he’s scared they will all hate him, but they are just like. “oh magnus, i’m so sorry you had to go through that, i can’t imagine what it’s like” and everyone supports him and it’s like Validation. and alec is all like “wow i will make sure personally that we end him forever” and adisdiaudha cute

also alec is super interested in the work magnus had been doing for crime prevention because he kind of thinks that having to fight villain after villain after villain when they never stop coming is. not a waste of time but kind of sisyphus’ work. and magnus tells him about it and also about all the shit he’s invented and about his magic and maybe even shows it to him and alec is just like :)!!!!!!!!

and it also feels good to have a team for once because he was always doing everything by himself feeling unbearably lonely and unimportant, like no one would miss the him that’s behind the mask and just like, when he’s hurt, they notice? and alec brings backup? and makes sure he’s okay? and he has people to watch his back? and it’s nice

i just :)) love magnus slowly becoming part of a community and making friends and being included and loved okay, and also helping them improve and being a valuable member and just being his amazing self? ugh we stan

and then idk they defeat asmodeus and everything, idk what they do to him lol but magnus probably joins the group and helps make some changes in their work so he can do something similar to his previous m.o, on a larger scale? and yeah :)

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