#but they're undying and keep running back into each other

[funeralprocessor]

God I wish my brain didn't shut down the moment I try to actually write down anything about my OCs/ideas/etc. I've got some freaks knocking around in here y'all would go wild for.

[jungwnies]

syn ' safe for work a-z prompt for bf!changbin pairing ' gn!reader x bf!changbin

requested

a » affection - how affectionate are they?

is this seriously even a question?

changbin is seriously the most affection person ever???

he's so affectionate, showering you in his love every day and every second.

sweet little pecks whenever he has the chance

literally the biggest cuddle bug at night ???

you are his personal teddy bear fr

b » bonding - how often do they bond with you?

whenever he gets the chance to

if he's not doing schedules or if he's not on tour

he's going to bond with you

whether it's a date or a night in

he's going to find a way to bond with you

even if you guys know each other like the back of your hands

c » communication - do they keep in touch with you when they're away? how often do they set up a date for you two?

he's always in touch with you

because he's an android user 💔 i can't be like facetime

but definitely kakao call or something idk

maybe Skype??? jkjkjk LOL

but he doesn't set up dates often

but he does do small things for you

he makes you food

and he prefers having dates in the comfort of his home

e » essential - what is the thing that is important to them?

you?

literally you?

and his family!!!

and his members of course!!!

but you!!!

g » gross - what is the thing he hates in your relationship?

he hates when you guys argue

i mean it's usually you picking silly fights with him

but he just arguing because he loves you so much

and he refuses to raise his voice at you

cus absolutely not

i » intercourse - how are they in 6? (yk what i mean by 6)

you know he is good

he's very vanilla

missionary... stuff like that...

he just wants to feel close to you, and sex is a very special time for him

especially if its his first time with you

j » jealousy - how jealous do they get?

he's very jealous

he's not someone who takes action about it

but you can tell by his mood shift

k » kiss - how good are they at kissing?

he's good

his kisses are soft

like he doesn't want to hurt you

it's like every time he kisses you

it's like falling in love again

l » love - how do they show their love to you?

words of affirmation and physical touch

he will always tell you how much he loves you

and he will always cuddle up to you and kiss you

he's very physical

m » mad - how often do you argue?

not often because like i said

he hates it

but when you do argue

it doesn't last long

and you guys are quick to resolve it

n » naughty - how do they deal with you annoying them?

honestly if anything, it's the other way around

but when you annoy him he doesn't really think of it being annoyed

because he loves you

and he loves every part of you

even the annoying parts

but usually it's him always annoying you or bothering you, but not in a bad way

always in an endearing way

o » open - how often do they open up to you?

he tells you all of his secrets

literally the second he knows he trusts you

he tells you every little thing about him

his whole life story even

p » pet names - how are they with pet names?

just baby and babe

nothing cringey

might call you jagi

q » quiet - silent treatment?

he refuses to give you the silent treatment

i swear he can't go 5 minutes without talking to you fr

r » ramble - how often do they talk about you to others?

he doesn't stop

always seungmin telling him to shut up

he's just so in love with you

s » soft - how soft are they to you?

is this even a question

he's literally the softest

he's so sweet

my heart 💔

t » think - what reminds them of you?

everything

everything he looks at "this reminds me of you"

doesn't know why

it just does

u » unhappy - what makes them break if you break up with them?

the fact he has no one to kiss

no one to hug

no one to give his undying love to

you were for him

he's convinced that there is no one else for you

v » vacation - how are they with long distance relationships? (that had nothing to do with the word but i am running out of ideas)

he's not good with this

but he's so loyal

and he trusts you

so this won't break you guys

w » wholesome - the sweetest thing they ever did to you?

when he asked you to date him

he was so nervous

he had a whole speech

it was giving... engagement?

but it was the sweetest thing ever, swear

x » xtra headcanon

changbin has a smiled plastered on his face, you didn't really know why but when he got down on one knee you knew what was coming. he looked at you with the most endearing look on his face, like you were the only thing in the world. he grabbed the box from his pocket and opened it, "y/n, will you marry me?"

y » young and beautiful (how long does it last?)

forever

you're literally his ride or die

z » zzz - how do they sleep with you?

he cuddles you

he slight snores

it's kind of annoying

literally won't let you go

but it's okay since it's changbin

2022 © jungwnies

[ninyard]

⚽️ for the oc asks if it hasn’t already been asked (and tag me in the rest you answer istg)

⚽️ Soccer Ball- Who is someone that your OC believes in and roots for? Are they private about their admiration or do they make it well known?

rowan and bran believe in each other and root for each other so so loudly and proudly. the first time they have to play against each other, USC vs the Foxes, its incredible. one of them wins, but they'll still run to each other and tackle each other to the ground in a hug. they're ALIVE. they fought so hard to be here and look at them!!! look how well they're doing!!! bran has seen rowan in his worst days, rowan has heard the darkest of bran's thoughts. nobody knows them like they know each other. and whoever goes on to the final, the other will be sitting in the crowd screaming their support.

paris - kevin kevin kevin. he wishes he could be him. he feels like he knows him and understands him. he had such a bad injury and came back from it and still held his title at the top. he left the ravens. he IDOLISES kevin. i think in theory he would've been either the same year as kevin or the year above (but i dont care enough to make timelines work out. ocs exist in Every Year. they're the same age. they're 5 years older. they're kids. they're elderly. anyways) kevin spoke to him One Time and he was starstruck. especially after his injury, seeing kevin come back from his own one was so inspiring, he's such a kevin fangirl

lilya - don't hate me but thea. she wants to be her, and she sees her undying loyalty to the ravens even after she graduated. if edgar allan ever fell, a lot of people expect lilya to regret her time with the ravens, to hate them, to talk shit about them, but she doesn't. she hates them, in a fell-out-of-love-with-them kind of way, in a bittersweet kind of way, but she'll always be a raven. she can't hate them. she's sees thea make the court and strives to be her. she admires her quietly though, because as much as she's still a raven, she knows other people don't look at that kindly. so she keeps her mouth shut.

vic - riko, in a way. now, vic doesn't torture people needlessly, she doesn't necessarily find her work fun, and she only hurts people who "deserve it". she doesn't know he's in the nest waterboarding his players and ordering SA on them - she wouldn't support that at all. but her family does a lot of dirty work for the moriyamas. they've had a few conversations in their lives, and they're so much alike in some ways it's scary. she sees his influence in the moriyama family, and even though to an insider it's not that much, for her as someone who is around the moriyama family, she sees him as a powerful person. they're not good people. she's not a good person, and riko liked her. seeing evil behind her eyes was mesmerising to him, and in some ways, the handful of times they met, he saw her as an equal. she wouldn't tell anyone though, because she doesn't talk about ANYTHING related to the moriyama's when she's not working. his death DEVASTATES her.

[levicorpus94]

Longing

A/N: Hello, this is my first time posting fanfic. Most of my fanfic end up in my drafts. I hope you enjoy.

Warnings: Some angst ig

Sebastian x f!reader

Note: F!reader will be called “she/her”, I don’t particularly enjoy using “M.C” or “Y/N”

Part 2

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It had been five years since she had graduated from Hogwarts. She was now running a small flower and herb shop near Ottery St. Catchpole. Her shop included flowers, magical plants and also vegetation plants. Her shop was attached to her home. She had a small farm with a greenhouse just behind her house where she grew the plants that she sold in her shop.

She also had a few cows and other non magical animals. She lived a self-sufficient life and she was happy but sometimes, she would feel a little alone. She was thankful for her plants and animals but she also missed her friends.

She would sometimes have Poppy and Imelda visiting her every month or so.

She also kept in touch with Ominis though she hadn't heard from him for over a year. She unexpectedly kept the most in touch with Garreth who lived not too far from her little farm.

But mostly, she yearned to hear from Sebastian who had disappeared into the void after their final days in Hogwarts. She felt a pang of anger whenever she thought of him. Sebastian, the boy she was desperately in love with.

The boy who confessed to her of his undying love. The boy, who promised to be by her side forever. But here she was living by herself. She sometimes smiled when she thought of him, their shenanigans, their late night misadventures, even of the boring classes they sat in.

Everything about him seemed so surreal, he now seemed like a faraway dream. She missed him dearly but she wanted answers from him about his empty promises. Why did he stop? Stop talking to her? Stop writing to her? Stop being her friend?

Sometimes, when her heart ached enough for him, she would lightly shed a tear looking through the things they shared and exchanged with each other when they were younger and optimistic.

A piece of parchment which Sebastian passed her during transfiguration asking her to accompany him to the three broomsticks. A small sneakoscope that he gave her that no longer worked. His old advanced book of potions that they shared with number of scribbles all over.

A red rose now completely dry he gave her the first time they spent valentines day together in their 5th year. Her broken spectacles that he accidentally sat on when they were in their 6th year. A silver opal shaped pendant with a necklace with an emerald stone he gave her for last birthday.

She would sift through these mementos among many other letters, scraps and parchments, Sebastian and her shared. Sometimes, she would smile and reminisce fondly of the best days of her life alongside the best people she met and sometimes, she would break down crying into the early hours of the morning.

Her heart longed for him, sometimes she would try to forget about him but would fail miserably. How could she forget those mischievous but loving eyes, his crooked yet smug smile, and his hair, his messy and soft hair.

She missed holding onto his hair as he would bury himself in her neck or elsewhere. Those thoughts would make her smile and a blush would more often than not creep up on her cheeks.

-

One fine evening, she was tending her greenhouse, when she heard the bell of her shop ring. It was a slow day and it was almost closing time, she slowly walked back to her shop. There was a pretty young woman looking at some of the pansies.

"Hello, may I help you?" She asked the customer.

"Oh hello, I was just admiring your flowers here. They're beautiful." She said cheerfully. A smile crept up her face.

"Thank you." She smiled.

"I was wondering if you have any dittany seeds?" She asked.

"Oh yes. I keep seeds in the back. I'll just get them for you. How many shall I get you?" She asked as she headed to the back.

"Oh, just 2 packets." She heard her.

"Sebastian, come take a look at these beauties." She heard the customer say. Her heart skipped a beat. But Sebastian was a common name, it must be someone else. She found the seeds and went back to the front to hand them to her.

She was now standing with a man, tall, messy brown hair, his hands in his pockets. She only saw the side of him and she knew it was him. She felt a lump in her throat.

She coughed to announce that she had returned.

"Can we take these pot of pansies too?" She said and the both turned around.

It was Sebastian. Sebastian Sallow, in the flesh. Her eyes couldn't believe what she was seeing. It was him.

"Ofcourse!" She said in a falsely cheery voice trying not to get a glance of Sebastian. "That'll be 15 sickles and 10 knuts." She mumbled looking down at her feet.

"Hi, there!" Sebastian said all of a sudden. It was him in the flesh, he sounded the same as he did in school. His voice, his damned voice, that oozed confidence with a touch of smugness. Damn, she loved to hear his voice.

She ignored him still looking at her feet. She felt she would cry if she even looked at him.

"Oh do you know each other?" The girl asked looking at Sebastian.

"Yes, we went to Hogwarts together." He said calmly.

Went to Hogwarts together. His words stung her, she couldn't believe her ears. She couldn't believe he thought so little of her, a new pang of emotion struck her, the one of anger and confidence.

"Oh yeah! Sallow right? Sebastian Sallow." She said smiling, plastering a fake one quickly.

"She was a pretty good duellist back in the day." He smirked. She knew that smirk, it was the old him, his mischievous yet smug smile, the one that challenged her, the one that riled her up.

"Hah! Still am." She retorted back. The girl beside him looked up at Sebastian and back at her and smiled ear to ear.

"It was good meeting you. Always a pleasure to meet one of Sebastian's friends. We're going to be late Sebastian." She said tugging his arm as she led him out of the shop.

As soon as she heard them dissapparate, she felt tears roll down her cheeks. She stood by the counter as tear fell down on to the counter. She quickly wiped off her tears and proceeded to close her shop for the day.

She went back to her cows and tried to continue with the remainder of her day.

-

It was late at night and Garreth had come over for dinner. He seemed to be the only friend she had at the moment. She was thankful for his company, the few giggles and laughs they shared, she cherished.

"I am finally getting my potions book published!" He said joyfully.

"Merlin's beard Garreth! That is wonderful." She said pulling him into a hug.

"I cannot believe it." She said pulling away smiling at him.

"To be honest, me neither." He said sheepishly. Garreth had grown quite a bit after Hogwarts and he had kept his long curly hair, that helped him get the ladies, he said.

"To think of our Garreth, the Garreth who blew up every cauldron he touched." She laughed.

"You must blow up a few cauldrons, to finally blow people's minds." He said smugly.

"Not literally... I hope." She laughed.

"Yeah yeah." He played off her words.

"Oh, I'm going to be touring with my book release." He announced.

She felt her heart skip a beat when she heard him tell her of his latest announcement. Her frown unknowingly must've crept up to her face.

"I'll write to you every week." He said quickly grabbing her shoulders looking into her eyes before she could plaster a smile on her face.

"You can write to me whenever you have time Garreth." She assured him smiling back.

"I'm just so happy for you. I cannot wait to see you on the daily prophet." She said smiling.

"I promise I'll keep in touch. I know you miss me." He smirked.

"You wish Weasley." She smiled poking him playfully.

"I've got to get going. I'm leaving early in the morning." He continued.

"You're going tomorrow?" She asked surprised. He nodded.

"Well. Keep in touch Weasley." She said giving him another hug. She almost didn't want to let him go. And maybe he felt it too as he held her as tight as he could.

As they pulled away, a tear had crept out of her eye. He wiped it away with his thumb, but his hand rested on her cheek. The two looked at each other and he leaned ever so slightly forward and she did the same.

There was a loud knock on the door. This startled them.

"Who could that be?" She said looking at the time, it was almost midnight.

"Wait." Garreth told her and went to open the door.

It was "Sallow?" Garreth announced in utter shock.

"What are you doing here?" Garreth asked him.

"I might ask you the same thing Weasley." Sebastian replied, his voice was cold and indifferent when seeing Garreth even after so many years.

"I was just saying goodbye to my dear friend here. I'm leaving tomorrow for my book tour." He said with the same indifference.

"Safe travels Garreth." She said as she went to hug him again. He smiled and kissed the top of her head before he left.

"What's he doing here?" Sebastian asked.

"What are YOU doing here?" She asked back.

"I wanted to see you." He replied.

"Why?" She asked turning away from him.

"Why? Because I wanted to see you!" He said his voice a little louder.

"It's late Sallow. You can visit the shop when it's open but the shop is closed tomorrow. So you may return when it's open." She said turning away from him.

He stood there silent. "I came to visit you not the shop." He began.

"Well, it's much too late for a social visit. If it wasn't for Garreth, I would've been asleep already." She said walking away. Sebastian didn't move from where he was standing. She could feel his gaze following her around the room.

"Can we talk?" He practically begs.

"Depends. What about?" She asks, her back still facing him.

"About us." He begins.

"Get out." She says slamming her fist on the table next to her.

"I'm not doing this Sallow. You leave right this moment." She says as she walks to open the door.

"Since when have you started calling me Sallow?" He asked still not moving from his place.

"You need to go right now." She yanks his arm and directs him outside and immediately slams the door on his face. She slumps down on the floor her back leaning against the wall as tears automatically fall from her cheeks to the floor.

Her heart hurts, she feels like she can't breathe, there is a lump in her throat making it hard for her to swallow. She covers her face with her hands as she sobs into her hands.

"I hate you." She whimpers. Little did she know that Sebastian was still on the other side of the door. He had slumped down to the floor as well. He could hear her crying. He heard her saying she hated him but perhaps not as much as he hated himself. He supported his head with both his hand as his head leaned against the door.

He knew she might never forgive him. He knew that everything he promised her meant nothing. He left her all alone. He knew it would break her yet he did.

But one thing he knew was that he loved her. He loved her ever since their 4th year. The last years were rough for him as well. His downward spiral into learning and doing the dark arts, losing Anne, losing his uncle, it all dawned upon him. So he left, he ran away. He knew he was a coward. But he couldn't live with himself. He was ashamed of himself. He felt like...no, he knew he was a failure.

She had fallen asleep crying to herself on the floor and woke up from the pain on her back. She saw it was still dark outside. She suddenly remembered that she had forgotten to close the skylight of the shop. She opened her door and to her surprise, Sebastian fell on his back on her floor, his head hitting the cold stone floor.

He woke up with a start.

"Oww" he mumbled, rubbing the back of his head.

"Sebastian!" She exclaimed.

"What in Merlin's name?!" She said looking exasperated. He looked cold, she could see him slightly shivering. She felt a little joy to see him suffer but she was concerned too, it was starting to get colder at night.

He slowly got up and continued to rub his head and stood with a small pout.

"I see some things never change." She commented smirking slightly at his pout.

"You look like a lost puppy." She continued.

"What are you waiting for? Get in before you freeze to death." she said in a soft voice concerned. "Sallow." She added in a completely different voice. She directed him to sit on the couch and brought him some hot tea as she gave him a blanket.

She left him with the tea and blanket to go to the shop to close the skylight, and when she returned, she saw that Sebastian was hunched over at the corner, his back to her.

"What are you doing on the floor?" She said voice a little loud. Sebastian turned around with the box of their mementos, one hand holding the box, another the dried up rose he had given her.

She had completely forgotten to put the box back in its safe spot. But to be fair she wasn't exactly expecting Sebastian sallow himself to be rummaging through it.

He looked at her with pleading eyes before he walked up to her and hugged her. She completely stood still, her arms still at her side.

"I'm sorry." His shoulders slumped over her body and his arms wrapped around her. She felt like she was about to cry again but there were no tears. The two must've stood there for what seemed like hours before Sebastian pulled apart.

"I'm sorry." He whispered.

"I wish that meant anything Sebastian." She mumbled back.

"Please." He begged placing a hand on her face.

"You might as well slap me Sebastian. It wouldn't be as hurtful." She mumbled with a blank look on her face.

She gently removed his hand from her face.

"I thought I loved you. And I really did love you. But seeing you today made me realise that you already made that decision for us. You never think of anyone else except yourself, and I honestly didn't care about it as long as you were with me, but now, I just hope you find what you're looking for and I for sure know that, it's not me. You made sure of that too. I was ready to go with you. But you made your choice there too. You can't love anyone Sebastian Sallow. You only want people when they have something to give." She said walking away.

"I think it's best if you go now. And you can take that box with you. It's the last thing I can give you. My memories of you, that I've kept and cherished for so long. They've kept me up all night and sometimes helped me sleep. They're the best and the worst thing I've had and you can take them away too. Maybe after this, I won't have anything else left to give, and you can let me have my life back." She said monotonously as she held the door open waiting for him to leave. He stared at her begging with his eyes.

His eyes watered but she refused to look into them. He walked out of the door and she stood by it making sure he wouldn't stay. Sebastian pulled the box to his chest and walked out of her house and she watched as his silhouette fade into the night, hoping to never see him ever again.

Part 2

[baneonono]

house fan AND PSYCH FAN??!

bruhhh

I know ur only like 3 seasons into house (me 2) and idk how far you are into psych but what are your thought and opinions (which do u like better, comparisons etc)

okay purr ty 😝

hiiii, hello

this is a full essay, I apologize, I'm a writer, I write fanfic, I write too much, this is who I am, enjoy!

completely off topic: but I absolutely love how everyone in the psych community is so excited to find people who like psych outside of the fandom. it makes me giggle. and as a psych fan, it’s very relatable, more people need to have seen psych

so full disclosure I love psych, I’ve watched it through at least five times, I’m currently in season five in the rewatch I’m doing right now. It’s honestly one of my favorite tv shows right up there with atla and community so when you ask me for psych thoughts. I have a lot of them. obviously I like psych better than house I’m pretty sure I’m not gonna be rewatching a lot of the early seasons of house because the plot lines just make me mad(if you’ve seen my watch house series you know which ones and you will when I put up the next series of episodes). I’m mostly just watching it for hilson and Chase with a little bit of Cuddy sprinkled in every now and then. but right now it’s a show that I’m gonna watch through all the way and probably not go back to. don't get me wrong, there are some very compelling character moments with house, exploring his world view and how he got there and the lack of control he had over his own leg at some point and that is compelling. and I love Chase, he's actually making it into my babygirl hall of fame right next to Lassiter. but mostly that ends up looking like house episodes that I really like and the rest that I kind of half pay attention to and giggle about. so anyway, I'm thoroughly enjoying house but I doubt I'll formally rewatch it. psych is an entirely different story because psych is supposed to be a silly funtime fake detective show and it ends up being more emotionally impacting than I was ever ready for on first watch. me and my best friend cried to that finale for hours. I am too blatantly head over heels for lassie to not watch at least an episode of that show every month. so anyway generally, I can't go a month without psych and I'll probably keep up with house fandom after watching the show but only rewatch my favorite episodes(three stories I'm looking at you)

psych and house comparison is incredibly interesting to me because the shows are like inverses of each other. where I think house was designed to be a drama but I personally at least watch it more for the humor(hilson humor specifically) whereas psych is definitely a comedic show but I end up wayyyy too invested in the characters and the arcs. I could write essays about lassiter and shawn's relationship but with house I want to write comics of them in ridiculous situations. and something that I've talked about before is that both shows have a main character who is utterly dependent on their best friend but we interpret them so differently. like house and wilson are so romantic they are everything romantic, but if you show me fanart of shawn and gus kissing, I will create plots about how it had to be done for the gag. both of them make jokes about how they're gay and in love but somehow hilson = romantic shawn+gus = platonic. I don't know how to explain it. some people are just in love while others aren't. it probably helps that shawn and jules have such a nice romance.

but one of my favorite things about these shows is how I love every single character in both shows. not a single character in there I wouldn't shout my undying love for from rooftops. that said, if someone tried to shoot a psych character, I would run time back and stop the shooters parents from getting together so that the shooter never even existed. but for house characters, I would probably just sit back and be like "that's so fair". which is just the duality of men right there.

the last thing I will say about these two shows is that they are both such comfort shows. like watching psych is so comforting because like if shawn can be alive with the way he exists, certainly I can make it to thirty, like I'll find a job, Shawn Spencer made it. so whenever I'm stressed about not knowing the future, I just put on some psych and let all of my worries disappear. with house the same thing happens but with morality. where like, house is objectively saving people's lives. there is a certain amount of good that house is doing that outweighs all of his... Houseness. I just love watching house because it just reminds me that I don't need to be perfect to be loved. House is not perfect, he is faaaar from it but people still love him and people still care about him. it's not ideal but he's not doing awful and he is still doing good things. overall I think both of these shows serve as a great reminder that you should be yourself, that is the way you are going to do the most good, as seen in both of the main characters. and that is so comforting, to me at least.

so anywayyyyyy, sorry this was a lot, I'm not sure I actually answered your question. thank you for the ask, if you actually read all this, I hope you found it interesting or entertaining or informative or something positive.

*boogies away awkwardly*

[catofadifferentcolor]

Terrible Fic Ideas #38: Hallowed King, but make it HotD

One of my favorite - sadly unfinished - fics is Hallowed King by SpicyReyes, in which Severus Snape and an adult Harry Potter travel back to the events of PoA to prevent the Second Wizarding War. There's a lot to be said about it, but my absolute favorite part is that Snape and Harry are mistaken early on for a couple and have to keep up the charade.

So, naturally, since I've been on an Aemond/Lucerys kick lately, I thought: what if Aemond and Lucerys were both sent to their childhoods to prevent the Dance of the Dragons?

For clarity:

I lean more towards House of the Dragon than Fire and Blood here.

In this AU, Aegon II is two years older than Helaena, who is two years older than Aemond, Jace, Baela, and Rhaena; who are two years older than Luke and Daeron; who are three years older than Joffrey.

But just imagine it:

Luke dies at Storm's End as in canon. He watches the events of the Dance from the afterlife, as does Aemond after he dies over the God's Eye. This continues until Jaehaera throws herself from Maegor's Holdfast to power a spell of undoing.

Luke and Aemond wake up - alive - as children in their beds in the Red Keep, approximately half-a-year before the events that cost Aemond his eye. (Let's call them about 11 and 13 respectively.) They don't immediately realize that they've both time traveled, but confront each other within the first week of their return.

Naturally, they disagree - vehemently - on the best way to prevent the Dance, but they eventually come to some semblance of a plan that involves 1) getting Rhaenrya on throne, 2) getting the lords of the realm to want Rhaenrya on the throne, and 3) combatting the (self-)destructive tendencies of their various kin.

Their plotting involves a lot of sneaking off and whispering in dark alcoves and/or sneaking into each other's bedrooms to plot, and bickering like an old married couple.

After about six months of this, their family confronts them regarding the sneaking around - but have naturally come to the wrong conclusion. The entire royal family believes that Luke and Aemond are trying to carry on a secret relationship, or at least as much of a relationship as two young teenage lovers can have.

Luke and Aemond are horrified by this idea, but Aemond runs with it, as there's no way they can tell their family the truth. It is such an Oscar-worthy performance - or so shocking that no one can look away - that no one notices Luke gaping like a fish throughout Aemond's confession of undying love.

Viserys is the only one actually pleased by this development and orders them betrothed. This might work better in an a/b/o 'verse, or one where Targaryen magic allows for children from same-sex marriages, but Viserys might very well force the Faith to allow a same-sex marriage with no hope for children for his beloved grandson if it unites his family.

Pretending to be madly in love is... strange at first, but they both fall into it more easily than they could ever have imagined. After all, though Luke would never have admitted it, he spent most of his first life with the most embarrassing crush on his uncle, even after things soured between their families... and Aemond's obsession was equal parts love and hate by the end. (He will, reluctantly, admit he lost the plot a little bit after Luke's death.)

They eventually actually do fall in love with each other, though it takes a while - mostly because they're both idiots who think pulling on pigtails is a love declaration, but they eventually get there. It would be painful to watch if anyone realized their relationship was fake to begin with.

...and that's all I really have. They should succeed in avoiding the Dance and, preferably, reluctantly unite both halves of their families through the power of love and communication.

Bonuses include 1) Laenor being around for the initial love confession and being so very proud of his son for choosing to come out of the closet. This should be the most awkward conversation Luke ever has with his father, and should lead to Laenor choosing to come out of the closet as well and having his marriage with Rhaenrya legally dissolved. He retires to Driftmark with his current lover, Rhaenrya remarries, and there are no suspicious murders involved; 2) Aegon, 17, giving Aemond, 13, quite detailed - and unasked for - relationship advice. This should possibly be made worse by Daemon interrupting with his own advice, worse, advice. It should rival Luke's conversation with Laenor for level of embarrassment; and 3) The usual level of Targaryen family drama, but about half as much the usual amount of murder and maiming.

And that's it. As always, feel free to adopt this bun, just link back if you ever do anything with it.

More Terrible Fic Ideas

[sucantslay]

I have something to say. As a ALKALOID fan, i got something to say, stay with me now!

As you already know, ALKALOID song are mostly straightforward and have strong beat.

Most of their first song it about try your best, live your best life, stay strong and don't give up that easily.

It makes sense because the first time they get together and have to act like a Unit, fourth of them each think they're other members burned.

Hiiro alway saying that his nothing but a empty brain, not knowing anything about the city nor the people here.

Aira got scare, he love idol, yes, but still not really sure if he himself deserves to become one as bight as them.

Tatsumi afraid that he can't keep up with the others, mostly Hiiro and Aira. He feels old, feel like he's nothing but a stone got stuck in place, being hospitalized for so long, he's not as flexible as he was before.

Mayoi have a low self esteem, even if he got the skill, he's still terrified at being brought to the out side world, there are no place to hide, no corner to run in to.

But some of their newest song? OH BOY, BECAUSE IT IS REALLY SOMETHING!

They got out of it! They're free, happy, developers and now no longer scare about the future road ahead of them.

OUR BLACK SEE SAW? THAT WAS GOOODDDDD

Like, the song start strong, heavy beat but then, when you get to the end, it changes. It becoming something gorgeous, beautiful like a butterfly finally spread it wing and fly.

Ok, a little different this time, a hallowed song

But yes, half end of the song, it also change.

You can see in the MV 3D version that things start brightening up at soon as the beat change

But it was something, i love it so so much!

The Undying holy love also come with story event about Tatsumi, so it is important to be mention.

Also, did you know that the theme of this song is like they being zombie. At the first start of the MV 3D version, you can see Tatsumi coming up from the ground, it like a scene of "Re-Alive", match with Tatsumi story of being a person who hope was lose, got his leg injured badly, yet he was be able to "came back alive" and once again be the idol he wanted to be.

[lady-lazagna]

What was that? You want to hear some of my Tsubasa and Madina relationship headcanons? Well, if you insist! :D

-They meet right before the second world championships (that I'll definitely write about one day I swear) at a party for all the teams, and really bond over their similar laid-back vibes. They then keep in touch throughout the championships, giving each other advice and comfort during their own challenges and occasionally running into each other (including a certain formal event for the teams), until their teams are preparing to fight each other in Australia and they officially get together.

-They initially bond over their similar attitudes towards life, their love of nature, and their backgrounds (I hc Tsubasa's dad as Native American so they're both Indigenous). Later on, Tsubasa finds himself attracted to Madina's incredible logic skills, her weird earthy and autistic vibes, and her undying love for the people she considers family. Madina, meanwhile, likes his weird, suspiciously charming aura, his hidden storm beneath his calm, and his devotion to what he believes in.

-Surprisingly big on physical affection. Like, they're almost always touching in some way or another- holding hands, leaning on each other, brushing each other's hair, Madina clinging onto him koala style- ALWAYS. TOUCHING. Some say it's adorable (Madoka), some think it's obnoxious (everyone else).

-They have a lot in common personality-wise, like their "carefree" attitudes that hide immeasurable insecurities. Tsubasa opens up about that to Madina first, admitting to her that it caused him a lot of trouble and pain in the last championships in the hopes that she'll stop trying to repress her stronger emotions- both in battle and in their relationship.

-If you're not going for a barefoot walk in the woods just after sunset with your partner, are you even dating? Do you even explore rockpools together? Or go swimming in the rain? Or dancing in the rain?? Yikes🙄 they can't relate💏

-I've said it before and I'll say it again, their song is From Eden by Hozier. And maybe also Never Let Me Go by Florence and the Machine.

-Madina gets the word "aquila" tattooed on he collarbone and a small wing on her left ring finger. Tsubasa gets a pinup mermaid tattooed on his ribs and a small fish tail on his left ring finger. They also both get tattoos over some of their various stab wounds🥰

-Madina moves to Japan to live with Tsubasa at 20/21 when he becomes the Director of the WBBA, and they get married at 24/25. Once they've had their first two children, they move back to Australia together to have their third and raise the family there- at least until mysterious circumstances befall the current acting director of the WBBA, so Tsubasa moves his family back to Japan to resume his role👀

[lovely-jily]

fics i daydream about writing

since i'm never going to actually be able to write all (or maybe any lmao) of these, i'm going to put them out anyways also please forgive formatting errors, tumblr was being so stupid while i was doing this and i just got frustrated but i did try to make it as clear as i could with what i have

treacherous:

muggle au. based on taylor swift's 'treacherous' (how could you expect otherwise). this is the one i'm currently obsessed with and even started writing a bit

Lily Evans, daughter of Republican Senator from California, Paul Evans, has been told since she was nine to avoid James Potter at the summer camp they attended. He was the son of Euphemia Potter, a Democrat Senator from Tennessee and the physical manifestation of everything that Paul Evans is trying to keep Lily away from. She doesn't listen and gets her heart broken when she's 12. Years pass, and she's now attending a small private college in Rhode Island- and so is James. She spends her first year at school avoiding him like the plague; however, much to her opposition, she finds it incredibly difficult to resist his charms despite their history and familial situations once they inevitably run into each other. She is forced to navigate not only her secret feelings for James but also the pressure of her family during America's polarizing political climate. Full of passion, secrets, and scandal, it doesn't take long to discover precisely how treacherous things are getting.

idk what to title this one but it's a pirate au:

pirate au where Lily is the captain and james is an english aristocrat. i loooove this one so much

Captain Evans is the most mysterious and feared pirate that sails the ocean waters. He doesn't pick sides, show mercy, and holds a deadly vengeance that few seem to survive. However, one of the most feared things about Captain Evans is that no one knows what he looks like or who he is. Besides his fiercely loyal crew, he is the best-kept secret that all kings want to simultaneously exterminate and have on their side.

Lord James Potter was raised to hate pirates in his aristocratic upbringing. He found them untrustworthy and unnecessarily cruel- and his detest for them only grows when a pirate is linked to his late father's disappearance.

Everything changes when a stunning woman from Captain Evans's crew approaches him with a proposition: If he helps Captain Evans with something, then the Captain can show James the truth about his missing father. After some convincing (or rather, threats), James agrees to board the Marauder's Revenge. It's there that he discovers that not only was Captain Evans the beautiful woman that initially approached him, but also her undying quest to avenge the death of her sister at the hands of Captain Tom Riddle- the same pirate that caused James to lose his father.

There's still more that Captain Evans is keeping from James, so James spends his days aboard the Marauder's Revenge desperately trying to identify precisely who she is and what she is intentionally keeping from him and an unexpected romance starts to grow between them. 

this story is full of twists and turns and i'm literally obsessed with it lmao

'tis the damn season:

another muggle au based off of a taylor swifts song, because this is all i seem to be able to write lmao. this one is short, would be maybe 5 chapters?

Lily and James have the type of young love that most people only dreamed of. They're planning their futures together, both planning to attend Brown University, however, Lily breaks James's heart the day after their high school graduation when she announces that she's going to LA for school to pursue her dream of being on Broadway. James is devastated, as he changed his entire college plans and future for her, only for her to move to the opposite side of the country.

It's been almost four years, and after avoiding it all this time, Lily finally goes back home after moving away. She's been avoiding James this whole time and figures she can't do this forever.

When they run into each other at his family's New Year's Eve party, James is expectedly cold and Lily is riddled with guilt. In an attempt to apologize, the two talk and all the old, suppressed feelings come back up.

So they reconnect for the short time they have left with each other, both unsure what this means for their future, but not caring anyway. They're both due to graduate in the spring, and Lily drops the bomb that she's moving to New York after to try to pursue her dreams- which conveniently is where James is. The real question is if James is able to heal from the broken trust and hurt that Lily caused him years ago.

Greenwich, Connecticut:

muggle au! i started this one in high school and honestly think it's pretty good, but i just feel weird about writing it now since i'm older haha

Greenwich, Connecticut. The prestigious small town settled on the coast of Connecticut, less than an hour away from New York. It's where everyone wants to be and holds people everyone wants to be or be with. However, amidst the fantasy life of the rich and behind closed doors, no one knows the type of secrets that money can bury.

Lily Evans is at the top of the social food chain and intends to keep it that way. She's spent every waking moment carefully constructing her image and friends to ensure her status remains solidified and untouchable- until someone shows up and causes a bump in the road. 

She spent the summer before her junior year in the Hamptons getting to know James Potter, a senior from a different town. When he unexpectedly moves to Greenwich, she realizes that even under her careful eye, not everyone is who they say they are.

Broken Glass (working title):

This one was inspired by Bridgerton Season 2, I can't lie. It's a canon-compliant, classic enemies to lovers story during their seventh year at Hogwarts. 

James was ready to take the high road, maturely deciding to leave his and Lily's rocky past behind them for the good of the school. It didn't seem reasonable to have the two Head students hate each other.

Lily doesn't seem to think otherwise. Upset over the fact that James was chosen over someone else, she simply can't get over the blatant favoritism and arrogance that James exhibits. She spends the first few months of the school year not attempting to hide her disdain, and it doesn't take long for James to reciprocate it. 

But forced proximity always does the trick, and it doesn't take long for them to blur the lines between loathing and lust- and then blossom into even more.

90 Miles to Cuba:

another muggle au

Hawthorne meets Covington herself

Clifford Hawthorne, president of the most successful law firm on the east coast, Hawthorne & Associates, has been caught tangled up in sheets with Mayor Covington's daughter, Emmeline. Emmeline herself is engaged to Graham Bradshaw, and the two were scheduled to wed this June.

Hawthorne & Associates was created by Hugo Hawthorne, Clifford Hawthorne's grandfather, and has been passed down the generations ever since. Hawthorne is married to Louisa Hawthorne, daughter of Quenton Davenport. Davenport owns Davenport & Co., Rhode Island's top real estate company. Their marriage was one of the biggest in Covington's history, as it branched together the two most prominent companies in Covington Place. 

Covington Place was initially founded during the Revolutionary War by Emmeline's ancestor, Vincent Covington. Every Covington son, all named after the original, has been mayor. Because Vincent Covington V has only daughters, Emiline's fiance, Graham Bradshaw, who is running unopposed, will be the first mayor who isn't a Covington in Covington Place history. 

For nearly two years, the two adulterers have been spotted in many places, checking into hotels and eating lunch in neighboring towns. On Emmeline's past birthday, the two were seen drinking wine to celebrate her 21st. The Hawthorne's and Covington's always said it was business, that the two most powerful families in Covington Place needed to remain friendly and on good terms; however, we didn't know that "friendly and good terms" meant getting nice and comfortable in the sheets at the Hilton in Providence. 

Emmeline, 21, is less than half the age of Hawthorne, who is turning 50 this April. Louisa Hawthorne rests at a pleasant 45 years old, but that obviously isn't pleasant enough for Clifford. Maybe he likes his age gaps like his money: big and barely legal.

After the news of her father's affair is printed on the front page of their local newspaper and then tossed onto the front porch of every house in their prestigious small town, Lily's family coincidentally decides it's time for a vacation to Key West, Florida and she is not happy. She despises her father and is forced to spend time with him as if everything is fine. 

Then she meets James, and suddenly, the week seems much more bearable. The two are constantly sneaking off to do something or another with each other, and it's the best week of her life. 

some concepts that i don't have really anything as worked out like the others but still like to think about:

Lily's home in her coastal tourist town for the summer waiting tables and James is staying with his grandparents for the summer. After she serves him, he cannot get her out of his mind and they soon start an unforgettable summer fling.

Set in Georgia or some other place in the deep south (bible belt). She's the daughter of a preacher and a terrible influence on James.

A short fic based off of Billie Eilish's song "Billie Bossa Nova". I'm thinking that they're both high level executives at a law firm and meet up in secret. Suuuper secret and sexy, which you could assume if you know the song :)

i think that's it, but i'm sure there's more. if any of you have any fics you can only seem to day dream about please also thanks if you made it this far. ilysm <333

[imonthemoonitsmadeofcheese]

30, 50, 70?

30. How much do you edit your fics? Do you edit as you write or wait until you finish the first draft?

Lots. My first drafts come out more like free-verse poetry than fiction with lots of summary and would be very unsatisfying to read. I edit both as I write and go through the whole thing before I post. When I edit as I write, it's more of a looping edit, if that makes any sense.

I'll be filling in the gaps in the free-verse brain-spew to make it coherent, get to a point where it sure would have been cool if there was a cast-iron frying pan, go back, add in the frying pan, read through to where I was and, in doing so, realize I once again screwed up how many people the Drifter shot and have to stop, do some math, go back and increase a number, read back down and realize that Eris cannot wield a sword and a hand canon and her frozen Ahamkara bone and pick up the Drifter's rifle with only two hands, loop back up and edit that, read back through and get down to the point where they're running through a hallway and realize I said ground, like dirt, and the floor is metal, loop back up and fix that, read back down and write "she answered" only to realize she has "answered" four times in the same small chunk of text, figure out which of the four "answered"s I'm keeping and come up with different phrasing and/or actions to take in place of phrasing for the other three, realize that one of those actions, while cool, should have a reaction from someone else, loop down and add that in, read through that again only to find that we can't still be talking when we're on opposite ends of the complex and we said we were keeping the communicators set to 20 feet, highlight a chunk of text, cut it, paste it at the bottom of the page below where I'm writing, go back and rewrite my way out of the logistical corner I painted myself into, and then try to figure out how to weave what I chopped out back into the narrative without getting them more than 20 feet from each other and/or without them being able to talk back and forth across the comms that can't go beyond 20 feet… wash, rinse, repeat…

50. How would you describe your writing style?

My fanfiction output is driven by my passionate undying love of two specific characters in one videogame. I either stick them in my head and let them talk to each other, or come up with a situation that would provide them lots of opportunity to talk their way through a situation, or I come up with cool badass things they might do in a fight and figure out how to get them into that fight. This results in very dialogue-driven stories and/or plots designed to frame a particular moment of badassery in the hopes that it will be epic enough to linger in someone's brain the way it has haunted mine.

If we're talking from a technical perspective, I love subjective first person narration passionately, but I also love the 3rd person perspective we get in-game, so I try to balance that by keeping it in 3rd person semi-omniscient but allowing characters to tell their own stories verbally as much as possible, only slipping into internal thoughts when I feel like it's needed from a logistical standpoint.

70. Are you subscribed to any writers on AO3?

Yes, and you are one of them, @synnthamonsugar. <3 My subscription count is currently at 23. Not all of the subscriptions are to writers (some are to individual works I especially want to keep track of in case they are updated), but most of them are writers. I collect anyone who writes Drifter or Eris in a way that pleases me and I keep them like a treasure hoard, rushing off in glee to read when they post and delighting in their things. I am always on the lookout for more delicious stories, though, so while I do comb through the search fairly regularly looking for new shinies, if you have recommendations, I would love to hear them.

[rcjoice]

it was torture. absolute and complete torture to be without her. as soon as he had left that night, he knew he had made a mistake. but he couldn't make himself turn back, the rage in his chest screaming at him to keep going, to leave. how many times had he begged her not to leave him in fits of broken panic? how many times had he been filled with the fear that she was going to leave? and now he's the one that's walking out the door in a fit of rage that comes from nothing. there was nothing to ever even be mad about, he just had lost his cool like always. all that you love, you will destroy.

after a few days, he's texting. after a week of ignored texts, he's calling her. every time she runs through his mind, which is all the time, he's calling her. leaving voicemails, sending texts of apology, of remorse, of his undying love for her. he's pathetic, but alice had always loved when he got like this, hadn't she? it's towards the end of that month that he's stopping by her house, sitting outside her door for hours and talking to her. telling her every reason he's sorry, every moment he fell in love with her, every time he thought of her while he was gone. anything he can do to make her see how sorry he was, how much he loved her, how devoted he was. he was a disciple kneeling at a temple, waiting for the merciless wrath of his chosen goddess. he deserves no penance.

he doesn't ever expect to be let in, he doesn't ever expect her to want to see him again. but there reunion is as difficult as his leaving. they're both new people, now, even though it had only been a month since he had left. they were both burned, fresh pink skin still tender as they expose themselves to each other. they fall asleep together, arms cradling each other, and it feels like the first time he's slept in weeks.

he kisses her in the morning as soon as he wakes without thinking, the taste of her morning mouth the sweetest he's thing he's ever had. he's missed her more than he could ever tell her. her grip in his shirt, the way she looks at him with those big brown eyes, it's all evidence she had missed him, too. she loves him, too. she loves him.

"of course i stayed." he says it like it's obvious. he had been begging for even an ounce of her attention for weeks, why would he leave now?

the kisses fill his chest with guilt, eyes glancing away from her. "i'm sorry." he's hoarse from it now, telling her he's sorry. she's probably tired of hearing it. "i love you."

@rcjoice: sender kisses receiver to say good morning.

it's been a quiet month without him in her life. she's been anxious. at first, she thought it was the california weather making her nauseous. or maybe it was being under the same roof as her mother. but it stayed intact, even after she returned to new york. it's been the same feeling ever since he left that night -- a feeling like an open wound. numb at the center, but sore all around the edges. bleeding out.

he's been calling. she's been ignoring it. it's harder to ignore him when he's in her hallway, talking to her through the door. she couldn't stop herself from letting him in again. there's reminders of him everywhere, but it's never been the same thinking about him in absentia. she couldn't stop herself from letting him close again.

the image of him walking out, turning away from her as she cried that night still echoed in her mind. she didn't think he'd still be there when she woke up. but he's there, lying next to her in last night's wrinkled clothes. he kisses her like no time has passed, like it doesn't hurt anymore. it makes her want to cry again. instead she clings to him, digging her hands into his t-shirt, pulling him impossibly close.

"you stayed." it still hurts to speak, like it did that night. she kisses both his cheeks, the same way she used to. it hurts a bit less now.

[heartfullofleeches]

*sniff* *sob* The Emperor dreaming of running away with you and as you two escape through the royal gardens you hungrily cup his cheeks and kiss him like a wild and hungry animal only for him to wake up to face his spouse who is smiling, thinking that he was dreaming of them to be smiling the whole night

Hand in hand, you run through the fields beneath the veil of night; fleeing from the castle like you did as children when you left mud and leaves in the old king's crown. An energy runs through you both that at least he hadn't felt since that time; finally free from the shackles that had been his life till now.

Free from the pain of what was thought to be unrequited love; and soon those of an unwilling courtship. You confessed to each other the week before, the corks keeping your affection within popping as you both left the bedrooms right next door, and ending in his to relish in the flames of your love.

In each others arms, you made plans to escape. The innocence in your silly ways would not allow his personal idea of killing his spouse, and the society around you might not be so accepting. The day you fleed was the day they went to visit family, a further pile of salt in their upon returning.

"Hang on!"

The emperor pauses as you stop in your tracks. You walk over to where a doll had fallen from his bag, picking the falling member of your party up. A little mime with a permanent from, and stripes on its shirt.

"Do we really have to take them all? Looks like this fella is already missing home."

The emperor smiles with a shake of his head. Amongst to things he had wanted to take with him, all the dolls you bought or made were the most important. They were the last thing you retrieve for the escape, not a single one left behind. He grabs your hand and takes the doll from you, holding its to his chest.

"They're all important, my love. Besides, this isn't our home. Wherever we go will be home as long as we're together, and he'll learn to love it too."

You laugh. "You're a fool, but you're my fool."

You grasp the sides of his face, pulling him into a kiss; laugh still on my lips. He wraps his arms around your waist as he brings you to his chest, the passionate embrace one neither of you want part from. You pull away before your lungs begging for air, and the night grew older, looking up at your lover with undying devoted.

"I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you.."

"I can't either.. I love you so much."

He leans in for another kiss, the world around him distorting around him, but not from his cloud of euphoria. The peace night melts away, his hands loosing hold of yours. With a blink of his eyes, the emperor wakes up. He stares at the ceiling for a moment, digging his nails into his palms to make sure this wasn't the dream. The break of his skin under the force grounds him in reality, his hands damp.

"I..I love you too."

The emperor shoots up from surprise, frightened by the disembodied voice. Looking to his right, he sees his his spouse beside him, smiling like they won the lottery.

"What on earth are you talking about?"

"Your dreams. You said you loved me. I even heard you say my name as you tossed and turned.

The emperor sulks. Of course his happiness was only an illusion. "Oh... right. Yes, dear.'

He pats their hand as they hum in delight. The emperor lays back down, praying for the dream to come to him again, or that it somehow becomes reality overnight.

[lets-get-kraken-boys]

I personally hope that reader end’s with kiribaku or shoto in the Purge.

Or all of them🫣

Can’t wait and see what happens.

Maybe i should read it again…

LMAO this practically became its own imagine. DAMN I HAVE NO SELF CONTROL.

Warning: Swearing

Enjoy. 🤗

It's an interesting idea that one or two of them could somehow manage to steal reader away for long enough that the Purge clock runs out, and (Y/N) becomes "theirs". I love KiriBaku, I think they're a great duo and could be one of the only teams that doesn't fall apart due to jealousy and hold their own until the Purge ends.

Kiri is so loving that, while there is a strong urge to keep you to himself, he loves Bakugo's company so much that sharing you suddenly becomes not that big of a deal. Hell, having his two most favorite people in the world by his side? Loving each other, spending time with each other, and being a true couple? His first love being his last? A love that can withstand any fight, or even the Purge?

When you put it like that, what could be more manly than that?! Protecting the love of his life with his sheer strength and will? He'd do it all over again in a heartbeat! Anything...for you~

Plus, though he's sort of ashamed to admit it because thinking of you this way is so unmanly...He is really excited to be able to share his firsts with you. He doesn't know if you've...ahem, done anything like that yet (he sure hopes you haven't. Not that its you're fault! Oh, honey, no! He'd just hate to be forced to hunt down that person and teach them a lesson for touching what's his), but he's a little more than giddy to learn everything about you.

Bakugo feels the same way, if not more, as Kirishima. He's absolutely against the entire idea when Kirishima brings it up. Hell no! It's hard enough that he wants to be the only one you ever even look at again, now rock-for-brains wants to share his firecracker??? In his eyes, he'd rather give a formal apology to Deku for everything he's done over the years than resort to sharing.

Funnily enough, as time wanes on, seeing you interact with the other classmates (who are head-over-heels for you like he is) grinds his gears more than it does seeing you hang out with Kiri.

For example, a few weeks ago you were helping Momo on her project that she practically begged your assistance for. You were sitting next to her as you two chatted, laughed, and cut out paper to glue or something dumb like that. He was fuming in his seat as he watched her grow heart eyes dopily gazing at you. You were just being sweet ol' you, helping a friend in need, but there's no way she didn't see it as so much more. He knew she saw it as an acceptance of her "undying" love for you. So annoying.

Right as he was about to intervene and scream in her face to get the fuck away from you, Kirishima walked up to the two of you. He sheepishly rubbed the back of his neck, blushing up a storm as his eyes glanced from time-to-time at you. Bakugo's ears could only pick up a few words that came out of his mouth, something about "Totally unmanly of me...help me with this thing?"

You, being the perfect little people pleaser, joyfully nodded your head. You turned to ask Momo if she could finish the rest on her own so you could help Kiri with whatever he needed, and she reluctantly agreed. Her eyes burned with resentment as you and Kiri happily walked off together. But, before you two left the room, Kirishima looked back at Bakugo once you weren't looking at him. The not-so-dense boy gave his friend a knowing look, a tiny smirk, and waved his hand for the blond to follow.

That was the moment that Bakugo decided that sharing you with this Kirishima maybe wasn't such a bad idea after all.

-

Skipping forward in time a little. It’s the Purge now.

-

As great of a team they would be, I think Bakugo's hubris has a very high chance of getting the better of him. While I don't think Kiri would provoke this in Baku, someone else very well could. Him losing his cool would give the other person just enough time to swoop in and take them all over again.

Who knows, maybe that's where Shoto comes in. He could irk Bakugo, pokes the bear with a stick, feeds his ego; IDK, but something along the lines of making Bakugo frustrated. While getting frustrated normally ups a human's guard, I think it actually lowers Bakugo's. Like, he'll get so in his own head that he'll forget the objective (keeping you for themselves until the Purge is over), and focus on fighting Shoto. He's so prideful that, even when he's a Yandere, I think that protecting that image of himself may even come before you. Which is saying a lot, since a normal Yandere's #1 goal is to get you to love them like they love you and to have you be by their side forever. I think that window of time where Bakugo gets lost in his own emotions is the perfect time for Shoto to strike.

He could even be the distraction. Maybe he and someone else are working together, and whoever is working with Shoto takes you away. 🤔

Again, it would be awesome for all of them to end of with you. The constant tossing around between person and person is just too tasty to resist. 🤤

Oh, well. Just spitballing! So many fun ideas~!

With Love,

Kraken 🐙

[jyndor]

Listen I’ve been on the Rogue One fandom since the beginning and I’ve never been very much invested on RebelCaptain (I’m definitely not a hater btw!! most of my friends ship them but I was almost indifferent) but after seeing this people who got in the fandom watching Andor trying to talk shit about them or dismissing Jyn and Cassian’s connection - which is VERY clear - I’m totally invested in becoming a shipper lol and also the parallels between them in the show are so good. Maybe Andor is RebelCaptain propaganda after all XD

hi anon lol i understand they are actually very subtle in the film, it's definitely not like The Main Thing, and people don't have to ship it obviously - and I have some friends who don't ship it or aren't like, super into the rebelcaptain fandom for a myriad of reasons, but anyone who would deny that jyn and cassian have a connection of any kind, and that that connection (whatever it is) is fundamental to the story, idk it just feels like they didn't get the movie. i mean jyn's connections to EVERY member of rogue one are super important because the whole point is she's been abandoned by people who have been her home for her whole life, and so it makes her run away from the thing that her parents (all three of them) chose over her (in her mind) which is the rebellion. that's why cassian especially is so important to jyn - he doesn't leave her behind even when he should, he stays and he comes back for her over and over again. and he offers her a home, stands by her when no one else has done that. baze calling her 'little sister' as well as chirrut's undying support of her, bodhi's connection with galen even makes his connection with jyn feel like siblings idk. and kaytoo literally dies for her - and cassian of course. it's about the family who chose her. forget the romantic undertones of jyn and cassian's relationship, the whole film is about finding home after losing it.

andor is def rebelcaptain propaganda tho i mean they literally gave him a backstory closer to jyn's instead of keeping him a separatist child soldier to fit the rebelcaptain mirror theme. but of course if someone saw rogue one once or twice six years ago, and now is watching andor, they're not going to pick up on the agenda lol. but i'll be frank, there's always been a weird amount of the fandom that is like vehemently against them being romantic, a lot of fanboys tbh. the weird slash shippers who just have internalized misogyny and hate women being in ships anyway are common in most fandoms, but actually rogue one is a rare fandom where the biggest ship IS actually a mf ship.

I really do recommend the rogue one novel for so many reasons (I think it fleshes out the characters better than the film) but also like it doubles down on how important they are to each other.

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A Dance with Death|| Technoblade x Grim Reaper!reader

Requested: Yes(My friend insisted that I write this, I'm only doing this because it sounded like a great senario.)

Pronouns: They/them but for the sake of the scene reader wears a dress because I like being dramatic.

Summary: A Grim Reaper finds themselves falling for the very thing that could cost them their life.

Cw: Gore mention?

Trope: Strangers to lovers

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The Tundra was usually very quiet when Phil was here, now that he's gone it just feels lonely being there, all that was left was an uncomfortable silence of him not talk and the loud voices in his head constantly overlapping on whether to trust Phil or to go rescue him from the butcher army, he was sure that they wouldn't hurt him since it would be dumb to hurt someone who was under house arrest.

Technoblade wouldn't have to worry anymore, the butcher army had located where he lived. Atfer a not so civil talk they took him from his home.

When the boat touched the docks he noticed a few new things about L'manburg from his last visit, not like he was keeping track anyway. Techno dragged his feet as the butcher army tuggedat his chains, telling him to walk faster. "Tech?" His name smoothly rolled off the tongue of the person that called out to him, his a small turn of his head he noticed that it was Phil that was calling out to him, the winged man held a worried expression on his face. "I'll be fine Phil, don't worry about me." Techno tried to reassure, he slipped a small part of his totem of undying in the gaze of the crow hybrid to make him feel better which succeeded.

Techno lazily rested his head against the cage Quackity had put him in, he wasn't paying attention to what they were saying, his main concern was the the anvil that was about to drop on his head. He was pulled from his thoughts when he heard the sound of potion bottle breaking and Tubbo's panicked voice telling for Quackity to pull the lever that was holding up the anvil. "Heh?! Wait hold o-" Techno's yells were cut short by the anvil colliding with his skull and shattering it, killing him.

That's when he met them

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Techno spawned in a black void, he looks around confused until he a person wear a black cloak and was lazily twirling a scythe in their right hand, he was going to say something but the person had made eye contact with the totem resting in his hand and gave a confused expression. "You're not supposed to have that-" Before they could reach out to him the totem created golden splotches of light on his skin making him making him disappear back in reality where is corpse was suddenly being brought back to life.

Technoblade would have to keep that reaper in mind, but now he would have battle his way back home.

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Being the Grim Reaper was no easy job, there was the run of the mill of having to explain to the person that they're dead, or it's hard to move them to the afterlife because they don't want to. But besides that is was lonely in that black void you called home, you were the bringer of death which meant that you woked for The Goddess of Death, Kristen. She was one of the nicer deity's but you didn't want to be one of the poor souls that faced her wrath, so you were especially screwed when a piglin hybrid with pink hair holding a totem disappeared before your eyes. "I'm so screwed." You mumbled to yourself in a dazed panic, you were contemplating going down to the mortal realm to bring him back, after weighing the pros and cons on your situation, your paranoia got the better of you and you sent yourself down to the mortal real.

Ironic how the Grim Reaper themself fears death.

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You've stayed on the mortal realm for months, for a large piglin he was sure a hard person to find, and as much as you wanted to drag him by the ears and strand him in the void to mindlessly teeter into the state of life and death you were sure he would refuse to go anyway, which is why you intend lure him in with a convenient royal ball Eret was hosting.

It's been a while since you attended extravagant parties like these, they were fun and you got to flaunt your outfit, which brings you to now. You stood in the stairway to the ballroom where everyone were dancing or chatting amongst themselves, when your shoes touched the stairs all eyes were on you, there were rampant whispers of curiosity between everyone as you made your ways down the stairs. You wore a blood red dress that would even make a strawberry jealous, you walked with a smirk on your face as you made breif eye contact with Technoblade, who was sipping on what you would assumed was wine from a glass, and seemingly in the blink of an eye everyone's attention turned back to what they were doing.

Almost everyone, Techno's eyes didn't leave your frame, he didn't want it to. He recognized you from somewhere but he couldn't put his finger on it, before he could ponder in his mind any longer the sound of the music shifted, everyone began to dance with each other. Techno's crimson eyes drew itself back to you, your attention were fixed on the couples happily dancing with each other, with an unknown feeling bubbling in his chest he walked over to you to ask if you wanted to dance with him. "May I have the honor of asking you for a dance?" He said, your eyes looked dark and calculated, like if he kept looking long enough he might not like what he finds.

"Are you sure you aren't asking me out of pity?" You raised an eyebrow, you were mostly teasing him. "I assure you that I've never pitied someone, and I don't intend to start doing it with the most gorgeous one in the room." He shot back, a smirk graced his lips as he held your soft hands and guided you to the floor.

In that moment you didn't know what to feel, his ruby like eyes pierced yours as he held your hip and danced you around the ballroom, you found yourself losing the thought of your plan to get him to the afterlife, with every twirl, every moment he made a funny quip, you couldn't help but fall for his charm more and more. This man could ruin your life if you let him leave this room, and yet just having this moment with him would make it all worth while.

"Gods, I can't do this." You mumbled to yourself, Techno gave you a quizzical look, and seemingly out nowhere your red dress had melted into your black cloak you usually wore. Everyone in the room was staring at you, Techno's eyes widened as he now realized who you were, "You're....-" "The Grim Reaper, I know. I was going bring you to the afterlife with me after you used that totem which would've cost me my job, but you made it so hard to make me do that." You rambled, you didn't want to go, you were scared the Kristen was going to be there when you do but as you were caught up in you head Techno placed his lips on yours, the gesture surprised you but you returned the kiss anyways, the room felt as you your were the only two in it and that's how it should be. When you pulled your lips away from his you noticed that you were fading from the realm, your time was up and you had to go back, Techno's hands tightened around yours as you gave a content smile, all you could do was muster a curt "Thank you," till you actually disappeared and left the hybrid standing by himself.

Though you weren't there for a long time, you would've loved to experience that one more time.

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Zoro gets restless as hell after a long battle, covered in blood that's a mix of his and others, and teeth still bared.

Sanji has to do the whole black widow hulk approach with him to try to get him to settle down. To come back to them.

He's a wild thing like this. A hurricane, a wild fire, and a demon in human skin. He needs to be carefully wound down, a steady hand to keep him from spinning out of control.

Zoro leaves a trail of blood and gore but usually follows without problems to get cleaned up.

Sanji is always so careful wiping all the blood off and cleaning him up. All soft touches and making sure he can see everything as Sanji does it.

He's cold to the touch, a combination of drying sweat and an almost type of shock making him chilled. It's surprising because he looks like he'd burn if you touched him, like steam should be rising from his skin.

He usually doesn't talk, they're not sure if he can't yet or just doesn't have anything he needs to say.

Sanji is a pro at this by now and he's usually the one doing it. Luffy right after him in regards to experience and skill when handling their savage swordsman.

They bring him down and out of it without being too harsh or too soft. They're both sure and steady in directing him.

The whole crew has had to do this at some point. And all of them have had episodes like this, although Zoro is absolutely the most frequent.

Zoro makes it feel like trying to treat a tiger like a pet. On the edge of dangerous, waiting to get bitten but also longing, the overwhelming urge to run fingers through soft, striped fur.

They also wonder how much the demon thing might be accurate.

Because it feels like calming a war god sometimes.

Like the drink they give him to help cool off and the rags they use to help clean his face are all offerings.

They think of all the islands they've visited and how some have carvings, paintings, tapestries, spoken stories of otherworldly beings gods and spirits and goddesses who love so strongly that they rain hell fire and wrath down on anyone who troubles what is theirs.

Zoro certainly looks like marble when he's calming down. Even breathing, slowly relaxing body, and face clean of grime. His features are sharp, striking, and his skin is smooth save for the ridgid scarring from a lifetime of battle.

It's easy. So very easy to imagine his likeness on the walls of a temple or told in whispers around a dying fire.

Being cleaned, cared for, and the human contact associated with it helps settle him.

He's soft when they're done, all the tension and anger swirling down the drain with bloody, dirty water.

Sanji's guilty of wrapping him up like a wet kitten when he's done, even though Zoro never complains.

He's thought about Zoro being chilled or hungry and not saying anything. It makes him grind his teeth and make sure that can't happen.

Zoro's quiet as Sanji makes him eat something before being carefully directed off to rest.

Zoro blinks slowly before drifting off, sometimes nudging at him until he's close enough to lean against. cuddle.

Sometimes he fights them more, resisting contact and attempts of calming. Sometimes him and Luffy have to beat the shit out of each other until they've caused more trouble than the enemy had.

It's a small price for them to pay when it comes to to Zoro though, for his fierce love and undying loyalty. Plus he's nakama, they would do this for him anyway.