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darkficsyouneveraskedfor · 1 year ago

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Hunter's Delight

Warnings: this fic will include dark content such as noncon, violence, blood, coercion, and other elements. My warnings are not exhaustive, enter at your own risk.

This is a dark!fic and explicit. 18+ only. Your media consumption is your own responsibility. Warnings have been given. DO NOT PROCEED if these matters upset you.

Summary: A peaceful getaway turns to horror when you encounter a strange man in the woods.

Character: Kraven the Hunter

Note: So, this isn't what I was planning as my birthday fic but my other fic was just not happening lol.

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The smell of cedar tinges the air. Birds wing across the pale blue sky and critters rustle in the twigs and leaves that trim the forest floor. Shadows nestle between the trunks and lend an ominous hue to any otherwise harmonious landscape.

It’s a long needed escape from urban crush. The fatigue of your nine to five recedes as your brief getaway frees you of the unseen cuffs of modern survival. There are no emails, no memos, or stuffy meetings. There is only you and naked outdoors.

Oh, and your friends.

You never traveled much. Most of the time you had off, you were too tired to do much more than the bare minimum. You hadn’t even thought of it until Larissa invited you. It just never occurred to you to spend the money or the energy. Now you’re more than happy you did.

You follow the snakish path that dips between valleys and over hills, up steep walkways and across sprawling plateaus. The lush green is endless, littered with patches of thick forest, and the occasion running river crested by an old wooden bridge.

Larissa chatters loudly about your eventual return to the cottage. She dreams of kebabs cooked over the campfire and some fruity sangria. You trail the others, four of you in all. Jodi and Cameron ahead of you as your host leads the way. Work friends, but you suppose more now that you’re here.

The river water sends up a fresh scent from behind the looming trunks and you glance over at the gleaming ripples, almost twinkling as you admire them between the trees. You could do this every day. Just wander until you can’t move anymore.

“I can’t believe this is your first time up north,” Jodi says, drawing you from your mind.

“Uh, yeah, never did much exploring I guess,” you shrug.

“Even as a kid?”

“Nope. I think we had one family trip and we didn’t even make it to the amusement park,” you chuckle dryly, “ah well.”

“Ugh, I remember one time, when we were camping, my brother, Toby,” Cameron begins, “he put a frog in my bag. I screamed so loud. My mother didn’t even believe me.”

“Damn,” you remark. Cam tends to do that. Everything in some way relates back to one of her stories.

“Oh, I have an idea,” Larissa stops and faces you, “we have to decide who’s cooking.”

“It’s fine, I said I would–” You begin.

“Boo, that’s no fun,” she snips, “we used to play this game when I was a kid. I always won. Whoever collects the least acorns in ten minutes cooks.”

“Acorns?” You look around nervously. “Where?”

“You shouldn’t get lost. If you go too far, just stay still and we’ll find you,” she brushes off your concern, “it’ll be fun. And I know all the best spots!”

“That’s no fair,” Jodie pouts.

“How about I start after you. I’ll only do five minutes,” she barters.

“How do we know time’s up?” Cam picks a fingernail.

“Like I said, if you don’t show up, we’ll come find you.”

“I guess…”

“Alright, how about, whoever collects the most gets princess treatment for the night. The rest of us will have to serve you drinks and get you whatever you want,” she offers with a smug grin.

You bite your lip but don’t argue. It’s obvious she’s going to win but you wouldn’t mind the chance to explore a bit more. Besides, you never complain about time alone. It’s so peaceful here, that might just be a reward of its own.

“Come on!” Larissa claps, “bragging rights are included.”

“Fine,” Cameron sighs, “I guess it’s not completely stupid.”

“It’ll be fun just to wipe that look off your face, Lar,” Jodi snorts.

You shrug and give a nod. You have little faith in your foraging skills but you don’t mind running to the cooler a few extra times that night. Besides, the cottage did get a bit suffocating with all of you there. This might be your only chance for alone time.

“Alright, on three,” Larissa declares, “one, two–” Jodi sprints off and Larissa holler, “I didn’t say three!”

Cameron runs after her and Larissa scowls. She puts her hands on her hips and drags her foot over the grass. You give a sheepish smile and awkwardly sway.

“Guess they won’t know if I start early,” she says and sets off in the opposite direction.

You slowly putter away as you head for the river. You have no intent of gathering acorns, you just want to watch the water. You weave between the trees and come out to the shore along the winding river. You watch the lazy flow and the little minnows flitting beneath the clear ripples.

You get closer and sit on your knees in the dirt. You drag your hands through the water and push your fingers into the silt. You bend slightly and look at your reflection. You're almost hypnotised by the ambiance.

You close your eyes and pull your hands from the water. You place them on your shorts and take a deep breath. You want to hold onto this moment, to remember it once you're stuck back behind a keyboard.

You smile and your lashes flutter open. You see your reflection again, then it suddenly darkens as a shadow comes up behind you. At first, you’re confused, but you assume it’s one of the girls trying to scare you.

“Very funny–”

You fly forward into the water, arms flailing out as you splash into the shallow depth. Your head is pushed down to the riverbed as a foot crush your skull. You cough and gag, gulping down water as your breath bubbles out of your nose. Your head begins to thrum as you choke until at last, the weight relents and you rip your head from beneath the surface.

A sharp boot cracks into your ribs and sends you onto your back. You heave as you land flat, keeping your head just above the water. A man stands above you, crystal blue eyes boring into you as a growl creases in his forehead. He squats and grabs your chin, unsheathing a large knife from his belt.

“Scream and I’ll cut your throat out,” he warns as he pokes the knife tip along your lip, hushing you as he turns it slowly.

You shut your mouth, eyes rounding in terror as you watch him. Who is he? What does he want? You can’t let him know about the other girls. At least, you hope he doesn’t already.

“Listen to me,” he traces along your jaw and down to your throat, “you will do exactly as I say.”

You blink, saying nothing. His voice is gristly and unbending. His dark hair curls behind his head and he wears a thick beard that thins to coarse stubble. Around his neck is a thick cord with a single fang hanging from it.

Your eyes nearly cross as you try to see the knife in his hand..

“Gold locket. Pearl set in the middle. Bring it to me.”

You stare at him searchingly. It’s like he’s speaking another language. Or your brain just won’t hear them as fear courses through your veins.

“She wears it around her neck.”

You see the golden chain around Larissa’s neck. You noticed it once or twice, never really thinking much of it. You just thought it must be sentimental. Your lip trembles as the man clutches the back of your neck and leans into the blade.

“Why?”

He chuckles, “you want to live. I can feel it. So no more questions and I might let you. The locket, midnight. I will wait here. If you do not come, I will come to you. And you can weep with their heads in your bed.”

You gulp as he smirks at you. You nod slowly as he loosens his grip. He releases you. You almost sink back under the water as he stands and you push yourself up. He swirls the thick knife then holds it up to reflect the sunlight.

“Such a beautiful day, it would be a pity if it were to end in blood.”

“I will bring you the locket. I promise.”

“I know you will,” he says as he struts towards the trees, “it is why I chose you.”

You sit dumbfounded, staring after him until you can see nothing but the trees. You shiver as the water stirs calmly around you, soaking you through to the point of discomfort. You climb out of the river and wrings out the fabric of your shirt.

As you look around at the serenity of the pastoral bliss, you can’t fathom that the man had ever truly been there. The tenderness in your neck assures you otherwise. He was and he will be back.

☀️

“What happened to you?” Cameron giggles as you appear from the trees.

“No acorns, huh?” Jodi boasts.

“I uh… dropped them in the river. Tripped,” you lie. You’re too stunned to explain further.

“You okay?” Larissa asks.

“Yep, fine,” you utter.

“Well, Jodi got eleven and Cameron got eight, and I… got twelve.”

“Cheater,” Jodi mutters under her breath.

You’re thankful they’re too distracted by their child’s game to be very concerned. You throw up your hands. “Looks like I’m cooking,” you resign dully.

“And I get to be pampered,” Larissa trills tauntingly.

“Whatever. You’ll be lucky if I don’t dump the sangria on you,” Cameron warns.

Larissa laughs. The girls might play up their cattiness but it’s just friendly competition. Another thing you never really had growing up. Friends.

They leave the acorns in the grass. You’re quiet as you follow them onwards. You look back just before you’re out of sight of the river. You don’t see the man but you have no doubt he meant what he said. He knew about Larissa and the necklace, that’s enough for you.

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As a gracious loser, and a terrified individual, you volunteer to make a pitcher of sangria for the other girls. They happily accept the offer and go out to get the fire started. The night is quickly setting in as you watch the time on your phone. As there is only one solar charger amongst the bunch of you, your battery stays at fifty percent. Without reception, it isn’t of much use anyhow.

You mix the wine, brandy, lemonade and fruit together with a wooden spoon. You hear Larissa giving orders outside over the crackle of the fire. The locket with the pearl. You know she’s still wearing it, you looked for it and there it was, around her neck. What use is jewelry all the way up here.

Your thoughts are split by the snap of the spring door. Jodi tramps inside and huffs.

“Is the wine ready yet? She’s driving me nuts.”

“I’ll bring it out,” you assure her, “why don’t you grab the kebabs, they’re ready to go.”

You nod to the pan of skewers and she lets out a disappointed grumble. She takes the pan and leaves you again to ponder your impromptu mission. You’re not stupid enough to ask for the locket. You watch the oranges swirl in the wine mixture…

You can’t. Can you? You peek over your shoulder and peek through the window. They wouldn’t notice. You could say you used more wine than you thought.

You turn your back to the window. The girls can survive a few bendaryls, they won’t survive that man and his knife. You can deal with hating yourself. That’s never been hard.

You tiptoe across the kitchen. You don’t know why you think they’ll hear you, your guilt just makes you paranoid. You go down to the room and search in the lower bunk for your bag. You take out your box of emergency benadryl and slide out a full insert. Just enough for an edge, nothing deadly.

You sneak back out and drop the pills one by one into the sangria. You stir and you stir and you stir. Finally, you’re content that your potion is complete. Your curse is pharmaceutical allergy relief with a side of drowsiness. The girls are probably too thirsty to notice you’re not sharing.

🌙

Jodi stumbles back from the outhouse. You watch her cautiously, ready to hop up and catch her. She manages to make her way back to the fire and falls into the folding chair with a burp.

“Damn, that sangria is strong,” Cameron chimes.

“And it’s going right through me,” Jodi slurs into a giggle.

“Me too,” Larissa stands up and puts her hands in front of her shorts, “my turn.”

You listen to her go around the side of the cottage, her sandals scraping and scuffling. Jodi leans her head back and snorts, waking herself and lurching forward. You get up and keep her from falling out of her chair.

“Hey, you should lay down,” you say.

“Lightweight,” Cameron teases and gulps down a mouthful. You try not to cringe.

“Whatever, I’m fine,” Jodi babbles.

“Come on,” you get her up, letting her lean on you heavily.

She’s dragging her feet as you get her across the yard and to the steps of the deck. You haul her up and through the back door. Inside, you feel her slacken on your arm until you're pretty much carrying her. You get her into her bed and roll her onto her stomach, already snoring.

You check the time. It’s late. Just after eleven.

You go back out, the blaze of the fire obscuring your view of the yard.

“Not you too,” Cameron chortles as Larissa falls past the chair trying to sit.

“I think it’s time to call it a night.”

“Bleh, listen to the office administrator, she never gives it up,” Larissa sneers, “isn’t that right?”

“Yeah, I guess,” you agree softly. You want all the abuse she has to offer you. You deserve it.

“You wanted to be princess for the night,” Cameron calls over, “let her carry you to bed.”

You ignore Cameron as you steady Larissa and direct her around the fire. You take the same path with the same end, dumping her in the singular queen she claimed for herself in the main bedroom. You make sure she’s on her stomach and shake out your nerves.

You flip on the flashlight built into your phone and shine it over her. You apologise before you unclasp the necklace. It’s heavier than you expect. You tuck it in your pocket and leave her.

One more.

Cameron meets you at the door to your surprise. She’s yawning and staggering. You let her pass as she mutters about the fire. You follow her, making sure she gets to her bed before you go outside to kill the fire.

When all is dark and still, you look up at the moon and measure the journey ahead of you. What if you get lost? What if you can’t remember the way back? You think you do. Doesn’t matter. It’s almost half past and you need to get going.

You grip your phone as you come out around the front of the cottage. You remember that you came from the right… didn’t you? You turn on your flashlight again as the darkness consumes you. You tremble at the sheer endlessness of the night.

As you set off, you hear every twig snap, every branch sway, every bat squeaking from some hidden nook. You are exposed to the unseen. Easy prey.

You hear the low trickle of water, louder in the dearth of night. You use it to guide you, flinching as leaves brush against you. You shine the light around you, trying to get a glimpse of your surroundings. It only illuminates the shadows and adds to the depths of the blackness.

A noise rolls in the darkness. Thunderous as it grows louder, footsteps making themselves heard, a beast closing in. His laughter comes from all around you, dizzying you as you spin and try to find him.

At once, he quiets and you hear nothing but the stirring of the breeze. No footsteps, not laughter, only the frantic beat of your heart. You stop and squint as you shakily raise your phone, making out the thick trunk of a tree.

There is a sudden warmth behind you. His hand is on yours, squeezing before he rips away your cell. You hear it land in the grass. His other arm hooks around your middle. His breath seeps through your hair and across your scalp.

“Give it.”

You reach into your pocket, squirming as you dig out the necklace. You hold it up with a whimper and he wraps your hand up in his again. His rough skin sends a shiver through you. He hums above the soft tinkle of the chain.

“Very good,” he keeps you close, “you are an obedient little pet, aren’t you?”

You don’t move, you don’t speak. He has what he wants. Now you want to go.

“I’ve decided,” he says bluntly. You hold your breath, trying to decipher his meaning. You try to pull away and his arm hooks tighter around you. “I will take you too.”

“What?” You quiver and grasp his arm, shoving on it without result, “no, let me go–”

“You can scream for me,” he walks you forward until you collide with a tree, putting your hands out to keep from being crushed against the bark, “the louder, the better.”

Your fingertips curl painfully against the tree. He traps you against the tree as he lets out a grow, the heat of his breath and body enshrines you. You shake and whine as panic sinks into your chest.

“Please, let me go. Please, I did what you asked–”

“I’m not asking,” he snarls and grabs your shoulder.

He spins you so violenly you can’t help but fall back against the tree. The subtle friction of metal on leather cools your blood as a sliver of moonlight gleans off the knife’s edge. You brace the tree as you babble dumbly. You don’t want to die.

He brings the curve tip of the knife to the hem of your shirt and yanks up, shearing open the front so that it falls open, revealing the bralette beneath. He makes as quick work as that, slicing up the middle and exposing you to the night chill.

He stands over you, bearing in on you as he bends slowly. You gasp as he clutches a handful of your hair and pulls your head to the side. He leans in and grazes your throat with his teeth. You writhe, caught in the arrest of his gruff touch.

He bits down, pinching your flesh until you cry out. He snickers and unclenches his teeth, trailing further down, teasing along your collarbone and over the tender flesh of your shoulder, once more nipping into you. He tortures your flesh, sucking it until it throbs.

He goes lower, tracing his path first with the metallic cold of the blade, then piercing with his teeth. He bites into the curve of your tit, he leaves sore marks blazing all around, at last taking a nipple in his mouth. His tongue swirls around your hard bud, toying with it, sucking, flicking, until finally he bites again.

You sob as he sinks his teeth in. You feel the flesh break and the warmth trickles from you into his mouth. He hums as he drinks it in, unlatching to let your rough skin turn fiery in the open air. He tends to the next, just as cruelly, as your body wracks in shock and agony.

How can this be happening? It can’t be real. You don’t understand. Who is this man? Where did he come from? You close your eyes, trying to hide from reality as it nips at your flesh.

You drone as he leaves a trail of spit and blood down your stomach, biting again and again, a tortured trail down to the top of your denim shorts. Your legs shake, threatening to give out.

“Ah, ah, ah,” he tisks and pinches your thigh, “you are weak but you will not give up, pet.”

He cuts along the seams of your shorts, left then right. You tremble with bubbling, teary gulps. The denim falls to your feet and he uses the end of his knife to play with the cotton elastic of your panties. He clicks his tongue but does not voice his amusement further.

He drops to his knees, a hand framing your hip as your legs quake. He squeezes, his thumb jabbing into your pelvis. He drags his knife down the front of your panties and hooks the fabric along the tip. He tugs until they rip, breaking through the fabric, cutting a line along your cunt.

He turns the flat of the blade against your flesh, grazing the folds before pulling it away. You bat your lashes as terror overflows. Your head lolls as your muscles twitch. You see the man’s faint shadow in the slats of moonlight breaking between the cedar trunks, you hear him lick the blade with a purr.

A silver shine reflects the eerie night glow as he raises his knife. You scream as he aims it toward you, stabbing into the wood just beside you. Your heart hammers to cacophony as he laughs at your fright.

He pushes his hand up your thigh, his calloused fingers mean against your soft skin. He feels along the shorn cotton and dips two fingers into the opening. He delves between your lips, flicking his fingers up and down your cunt. Your legs quiver and you clutch onto the divots in the bark, fighting not to fold into a heap.

He slides his fingers back and forth, feeling every part of you, doting on your clit, only to trail back to your entrance. You suck in air sharply and sob. Please just do it. Just let it be over with.

He pushes into you. Slowly, Deliberately. He leans forward and nuzzles the soft vee of hair along your cunt and sighs into you as he wiggles his fingers deeper and deeper. You groan as he stretches you. Even as your body reacts, even as the slickness welcomes the intrusion, it hurts.

He growls as he meets some resistance. You clench around his knuckles and he rams his fingers into you, to their limit. You shriek and your sandals slip in the dirt. Your nail catches in the veins of the tree and snaps.

The coolness of his tongue frightens you as it pokes out and slides along your lips. He tilts his head and glides between your folds, doting on your clit with furious flutters. You gulp and gasp, panting as a new heat blooms inside of you. Your pulse races with more than adrenaline.

He eases his fingers back then in again. Your cunt clenches around him, constricting as his tongue toys with you, flurries your nerves to an unbearable storm. Your insides clutch as rivulets of hot and cold gather in your core, mingling to a fiery roil.

You spasm, stunned by your own body. You stand on your toes as your muscles tauten and your nerves ping off each other. You cum with a raspy whine, forced over the edge by the battle of his thrusting fingers and diligent tongue.

His laughter rumbles through you as he indulges in your dissemblance. He slows as you heave helplessly. He slides his fingers out of you, leaving an emptiness there, and wipes your cum down your leg. He parts from your cunt entirely, a rocky snarl as he stands.

You smell yourself on his breath as he comes close again. He grabs the back of your neck and draws you away from the tree. Your legs tingle and shake beneath you. He turns and hurls you down to the ground. You land on your knees, hitting your elbows in the dirt.

He grabs your hips, keeping them up. He kneels behind you, one hand brushing up your back and forcing your chest down to the ground. You don’t fight him, you have nothing left.

He feels along your panties, hooking his fingers in the rent of the fabric and tears it further up your ass. He gropes you roughly, digging his nails into your skin and dragging them up, leaving hot scratches along your ass. He runs his hand from your shoulders to your hip, gripping you as his other hand retreats from your ass.

The air stills and your ears ring as each breath scalds in your chest. You stare into the deep void of the forest as his zipper splits through the silence. Time slows as dread suffocates you. This is it. This is really happening.

His fingers tickle along your ass and you twitch. He reaches your cunt, rubbing and spreading your lips, taunting you as he curves his fingers along it. He edges closer on your knees, pushing yours wider, and he pulls his hand away.

He prods you with his tip, making a slow path down to your entrance. He circles it as he groans, basking in the tension of that moment. He leans against you until his tip slips into you. You strain around him, heaving into a horrifying wail as he pushes deeper.

He reaches to your neck, pinning your face in the dirt as he jerks his hip, filling you with the single, agonizing motion. You cry out louder, your horror echoing into the sky. Your head quakes and your ears vibrate with the volume of your own grief, rising from you without restraint.

He slides back and snaps into you again. The slap of flesh underlines your breathy weeps. His weight puts an ache in your neck and down your spine. Your fingers dip into the dirt as you clutch at handfuls of dirt. He bucks again, again, again, each time growling with delight.

His palm cracks against the side of your ass, a new pain radiating through your hips. With each thrust, he smacks you, curling his nails into you, pinching, only to do it again. You whimper and wail, trapped in his fervour as you taste soil and the salt of your tears.

He bends over you, hooking his arm around your middle and the other around your neck. He sits up with you against him. His hand brushes up your side and kneads your chest as he rocks you in his lap. Your head lolls as you hiccup through your tears.

He ruts from below, splitting you in two as his muscle bulges around your neck. You wheeze as he squeezes tighter and tighter, until the world speckles to grey and black. You feel his final, jarring rams as they throb in your core, and the sudden burst of heat inside you. Almost soothing as it assures you of the end.

But it is not. He puts you on your back. Senseless, dazed, he’s on top of you, crawling over you like an animal. He fucking you against the ground, holding your leg bent against him, biting into the flesh along your shoulder. Torturing you from the inside until he’s spent again.

Not spent, not done. You’re on your side, the world flickering beneath teared-webbed lashes, each ruts shaking you. Legs together, he claps against your thighs until again he empties into you with a raucous roar.

Again, again, again. Until you’re smeared with dirt, grass, sweat, and cum. Until you’re left an empty husk across the forest floor.

Your eyelids part as he pulls the blade from the tree, a softer light emanating from the sky as the dawn approaches. He sheathes the knife as he marches around you, poking you with the dirt of his boot. He stops and squats at your side, a crooked smile on his lips.

“This hunt is not over, pet,” he reaches to brush a roughened thumb across your cheek, “I know you are stronger than this.”

He stands again and rolls his shoulders as he shakes out his mussed curls. He takes a step forward, then another, and another, striding into the sunrise without a look back. You lay prone across the lumpy ground, trying to untangle his words. They are more than a warning, they are a promise.

#kraven the hunter #dark fic #dark!fic #fic #kraven the hunter x reader #one shot #marvel

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mymegrokosmos · 2 months ago

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coffee dates with seungkwan are your favourite. he's always late but it gives you the chance to take your time, lingering on the menu and finding a nice table where you can watch the people walking by. you like sitting on the patio. partly because it gives your boyfriend the freedom to be as loud as he wants while he vents about his day and fills you in on any new drama happening on set. partly because it's usually a good way to get him to sit closer or to end up bundled into his sweater or jacket.

you can’t complain. well, you could but why would you want to? the view is nice and he always pays. one thing about dating boo seungkwan is that you're absolutely spoiled. you get the princess treatment every day and you couldn’t feel luckier.

"y/n, love?"

you blink at the sound of your name, turning from where you were watching a cute little dachshund in a sweater to find your boyfriend hovering over you. he stands beside your chair, eyebrows slightly furrowed as you push away your thoughts, sweep away the mind cobwebs of whatever daydream you were stuck in for a minute, and smile up at him.

"hi kwannie, have you been there long?"

he shakes his head, sliding into his seat across the small table from you and trying to see what you're looking at. you laugh softly and nod towards the puppy.

"cute, right? look at his little boots."

seungkwan just shakes his head but he's smiling as he picks up the iced americano you ordered for him, using his card of course because he sulks every time you try to pay for coffee on your own delivery or order ahead apps.

"a little silly but I guess it's probably practical."

you nod, sipping your iced latte. "mm, I imagine a lot of things are much harder and more inconvenient when you're that small living in a world made for much bigger beings and you can't even speak to them about it. not in a way that we understand well at least."

your boyfriend just blinks at you. "I've left you alone with Dino and Vernon too often."

you rest your chin on one hand and blink back at him. "and what, exactly, is that supposed to mean?"

"you're spewing scenarios other people would never think of because you're bored. there are so many people you could be watching right now and instead you decided that, while waiting for the love of your life to arrive and grace you with the blessing that is his presence, you wanted to wonder what it would be like to live as a dachshund for day."

you considered this. "okay, fair point. however, I stand by my decision. it was fun."

seungkwan sips his coffee. you smile.

"how was your day handsome?"

and just like that, you fall into easy conversation. the words always flow with seungkwan. the rhythm is soothing, familiar, and when he gets up to drape his sweater over your shoulder after you shiver one too many times (one, that's already too many in his mind why are you even cold to begin with the weather should just immediately conform to your every whim frankly) it feels like home.

you smile, slipping your arms through the sleeves of the thick hoodie and snuggling into the leftover warmth of seungkwan's body. it smells like him, clean, sharp, citrus and a hint of something slightly woodsy. you blush when you glance up to meet his fond gaze, eyes soft as he watches you with a small smile.

"what?"

he shakes his head and takes another sip of his coffee. "nothing, you're just cute."

you scrunch your nose up at him and he laughs. you sip your drink and stretch your legs out, foot just brushing his ankle before you sit back again.

"ready to head home?"

he nods. "we're still on for dinner together, right? and a movie? I already told jeonghan hyung to clear out for the evening."

you nod, smiling as he offers you a hand up. "mm, you know we are. that sounds perfect. please tell me you're making those mimosas you tried out last week?"

his hand moves to rest on your lower back, guiding you back through the restaurant and out into the world again. you lean into him as you cross the street, head resting against his shoulder just slightly as you walk close enough to bump hips every few steps. neither of you moves to fix that. you just smile and let it happen.

"i'm making pizza, mingyu helped me prepare it all ready to pop in the oven when we get back. I just need to preheat it first and use that pizza stone he got us for Christmas."

"ooh what kind of pizza."

"I hope you like margherita."

you nod. "that sounds perfect kwan."

and it is. domestic seungkwan is one of your favourite sides of him. you like when he gets to relax like this. seeing him in comfy clothing, bare faced and with his hair all fluffy from running his hands through it. you sip your drink and watch as he shuffles around the kitchen, humming along to the playlist he put on and you move to light some candles.

it gets dark so early in autumn and while his apartment gets great light, his walls of windows can't compensate for a sun already fully sunken on the horizon. you find yourself smiling as he puts the pizza in the oven and sets the timer, reaching over to pull you into him and spinning you both around the kitchen.

you just watch as he sings to you, swaying with him as you dance to the rest of the song before stilling. his hands rest comfortably on your hips, like they belong there. they do, you think so at least. his expression is soft again, happy, and you can't help leaning up to kiss him.

"what was that for?"

you mirror his words from earlier. "you're just cute."

he sighs. "what am I going to do with you darling?"

you grin. "keep me, I hope."

and just like that you fall into the arms, and charms, of the one and only boo seungkwan. yet again. like you always do. because there's nothing that melts your heart quite like the smile on his face and the sparkle in those eyes. his happiness is truly the most beautiful thing you've ever witnessed, and you want nothing more than to keep being a part of it for as long as he'll let you share in this. in these moments.

in this laughter. in this lifetime of soft, safe, warm, genuine love. the kind no one ever warns you is addicting. the kind that doesn't judge. okay so maybe a little bit. but it's worth all the hard moments, every fight or argument, every little speed bump you have to overcome on the way. it's all worth it when you get to come home to this.

unconditional love, thy name is boo seungkwan and thou art everything.

#seventeen #boyfriend #svt #svt drabbles #seventeen fluff #svt fluff #seungkwan #boo seungkwan

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mediumgayitalian · 11 months ago

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fic rec friday 4

hi!! welcome to fic rec friday. every week, i pick five fics i have bookmarked and rec them with a little review. check them out!

Serenade by @porcelaincas

“Will Solace,” Nico said. They were so close now that Nico could see that there were golden flecks among the blue in his irises. “Are you trying to serenade me?” or the one where Nico falls for Will even before the battle against Gaea and it all culminates on a warm summer night.

i am always a deep deep sucker for fics where will and nico know each other, at least slightly, before BoO. theyre so fascinating and for what. in this one in particular...oh will helping nico in the bronze jar is crazy. i don't want to spoil it but my ass was sat on that seat reading.

2. Stupid Teens by tihsho

Will likes getting gifts, and Nico likes the way Will blushes whenever he gives him anything. It should be a simple situation, but nothing's ever simple for Nico. Something's bothering Will, and Nico can't do anything about it. Never mind that he still can't seem to put a name to these feelings, either. Maybe there's a point in here about anger and nuance, or maybe it's a point about being young, or self acceptance, or whatever else. Or maybe Nico's just reading into it too much.

yes the homophobia scene is a little gratuitous. HOWEVER. the beginning scene is so dorky and ridiculous that i actually smile WIDE every time, first time i read it i laughed out loud. and the whole nico likes to spoil will a little bit (a lot bit) even well before they got together headcanon is GODSENT its one of my favourites. and i also like in this one how will maybe needs a minute to get comfortable in his sexuality too!!

3. Find Happiness in Misery by percyspandapillowpet

"Nothing can make me happy, Solace," he spat bitterly before turning away and wiping furiously at his face. "I like to try." --- In which Nico is searching for happiness, for his childhood, and for a Christmas present.

this is an older fic, but i think it still holds up!! i love any fic that goes over the whole mythomagic thing tbh. theres so much story potential there and this fic had a very sweet premise.

4. Looks Like We'll Be Trapped Here For A While by percyspandapillowpet

Nico stopped in his tracks and turned towards Will. “The Aphrodite cabin is planning to prank us. Today.” Will raised his eyebrows. “How do you know?” "They were talking about it. I just heard them.” Sighing as if it were just what he was expecting to hear this morning, Will reached up to scratch the back of his head. “Okay. What do you want to do about it?” Nico pondered this for a moment. “I think we should hide.” “Hide? Where?” Will asked. “We can’t leave camp, and it’ll be awfully boring to stay in the forest or something all day.” After a quick mental scan of all possible locations, Nico realized there was only one unfortunate solution. “Um…how about my cabin?”

cheesy and fun!! the mythomagic scene in particular made me giggle. in particular i love this part and feel like you should all be made aware of it:

“It’s…a game I used to play, when I was little,” he replied carefully.

Will looked up at him. “Do you still remember how to play?”

He felt his entire face turning red. “Well…kind of, I guess, but I’ve outgrown it…”

Will glanced at the back of the box. “What’s the attack power of Athena?”

“Five thousand,” Nico replied automatically, and then immediately groaned. That stupid game was so hardwired into his brain, and now Will was going know how much of a weird geek he was—

But Will was smiling. “That’s adorable. Teach me how to play.”

nico being physically unable to hold the stats back....unbeatable headcanon. adore

5. Pawsitively Perfect by percyspandapillowpet

“Is that…” Nico couldn’t even finish is sentence when suddenly the thing mewed. A moment afterwards, it revealed its tiny brown face, turning to face the son of Hades with round, curious eyes that seemed much too large for the rest of its head. Nico would be lying if he said it wasn’t the most adorable little creature he had ever laid eyes upon. But soon enough, the reality hit him. Will had a cat. Cats were not allowed in camp. Will had brought the cat into the Hades cabin, so if they were caught, they would likely both get in trouble. Not that Nico was scared of getting in trouble with the cleaning harpies—it was safe to say he’d been through a lot worse. What he didn’t think he could handle was the shame of being ridiculed as the kid who tried to hide a kitten with Will Solace. Jason would never let it go. Nico glanced from the kitten’s face back up to Will’s, which was somehow equally as endearing with his pleading-blue-puppy eyes. He knew what he was going to ask just from his expression. He sighed. “Will, you can’t keep it.”

bleeding heart will my beloved. sweatshirt thief nico u are so real. honestly a power couple what more could u want. a kitten? there's a kitten, rest assured.

thank you for joining me this friday!! happy reading!!

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kwillow · 2 years ago

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Ambroys basking in his cache of gifts and sweet words from secret admirers. Gotta be careful, though. If his ego is inflated any more, he'll pop.

(I wanted to doodle something to accompany a post answering some messages regarding this candy-colored cad but got a bit carried away. :P Well regardless, asks under the cut!)

Why thank you! He would drunkenly insult people, though he tends to be more passive-aggressive and backhanded rather than outright insulting - well, most of the time, anyway. He thinks he's a lot more subtle in his derogatory comments than he actually is.

Aaaw, this is too sweet!

Older Ambroys is much more reserved about seeking and accepting physical affection than his younger self, for myriad reasons (that one day I will expound upon in more detail, fate willing). He still enjoys it, though.

He's still proud of the stars on his cheeks and the gold in his hair and all that, but the signs of age are something he is not at peace with. For some, like the wrinkles, they're a sign that his time on this earth is finite - and death terrifies him. For others, like his paunch, it's more just embarrassing to him in a more mundane and vain "I was voted Prom King in high school and I was on the Varsity track team now look at me I'm an old man boo hoo hoo" type of way (though he's actually more physically adept in his older age than he was when he was younger for Magical Heritage Bullshit reasons, the sentiment remains).

As for your question, it's totally fine with me for Ambroys to be portrayed as non-heterosexual in fanfic or fanart or one's secret imaginings. Even though all of his "canon" love interests are women, I wouldn't rule out of the possibility of him developing affections for someone who isn't a woman. Chase your bliss!

Haha well both furry and aasimar Ambroys would bask in the attention, though poor aasimar Ambroys' jealousy is not going to be helped!

No shame on being a furry though. I didn't consider myself one either but I feel like it's harder to make the argument that I'm not given the sheer number of ponies I've drawn by now...

He would accept this, so long as you don't mess up his hair.

He would say: "good!" I would say "don't waste your life on him!"

Oh he would be pleased to be so distracting, I'm sure.

And sometimes we can't help but to have a type... I know I seem to have a thing for rich effete douchebags with buck teeth and big pointy noses... not quite sure what's up with that.

Yessss... yesssssssss... or perhaps I should say "I'm sorry."

I didn't mean to make him this way... I guess I underestimated the power of a brushable mane.

Ambroys DOES like being worshipped (way too much and way too literally, as you might be able to tell) but he wants to have his imperfections hidden if he can!

He's just horribly, horribly vain and unwilling to let go of his youth... even though he got to enjoy being youthful for three times as long as a mortal would.

YES that song is on his playlist (which I have for all my main characters because I'm a dork). It's just too perfect. One of the many ideas on my miles-long to do list has to do with depicting a scene from that song. The trouble is that it has to do with dancing, and boy am I not very good at drawing dancing poses. xD Oh well, gotta try for the boy!

Heh well I think we could agree that a normal horse probably couldn't pull off the breeches he wears quite so well... I'm flattered that you think of him when you see horsies in the flesh! Huzzah, I've ruined one of the Earth's beautiful creatures for you! >:)

Oh wow, my guy is stepping out of my brain and into other people's subconsciouses... I need to put a leash on him. :P But this was a fun read!

It's very in character Ambroys to try to undercut a rival's self-esteem by framing it as something OTHER people say, but oh no, he'd NEVER say something like that, of course. Mean girl behavior. He does have friends that don't actually like him - and he doesn't like them either. But one needs to have friends for appearance's sake - just one more accessory, really!

OKAY, I think that's everything! Or at least enough for this post, ahah.

Thanks to everyone for your kind words on my not-so-kind character.

Unlike him, I'm really humbled and grateful by the positive reception he's received. I deeply appreciate your kind messages... even when it takes me eons to reply to them, gah.

#my draws #ambroys #amaranthine #asks #technically?#furry #unicorn #some of these are months old i'm so sorry Dx #my excuse this time is that I have what I fear is an RSI developing in my wrist/arm #so I'm trying to limit drawing/typing #alas... just can't catch a break between work and the limits of my weak human form

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welkinsky · 2 years ago

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hey i saw that you write for bleach so i’m sending a couple of requests if that’s alright!

could do you write any hcs of what dating ichigo and renji would look like? tyyy

Bleach Boys X Reader | How It Is Like To Date Them

A/N: Lemme know if you want to see this for some other character from some any anime you want, if I've seen it then I'd love to write about them <;3 Have a beautiful day <3

Ichigo

First of all, let's get this thing very clear he was not the one who asked for a date. Even though he was the one to fall first but he didn't have the guts or enough knowledge on how to take these feelings forward.

The poor guy used to drop hints left and right and you used to wait for him to make a move but HE WAS SCARED.

At first, you were annoyed thinking he was giving you mixed signals because HONEY we do not do mixed signals in 2023 anymore. (Like, quite literally boo you deserve better <3)

You were about to give up on him when you overheard him talking to Chad who was even denser and was so confused as to why Ichigo won't tell you his feelings.

So you decided to go for it and the guy had the AUDACITY to act as if he had no interest at all, it was playful teasing of course.

But dating him at times might feel like dating a wall. He is so DENSE at times that you question your decision to ever even think about going out with him.

But this was his first time so he was learning things too and let me tell you he never makes the same mistake again and mentions something that he has no clue about, the next day he'll be an expert in it. He wants you to know that he is trying his best!

His love language is physical touch and the act of service and most of the time he does it subtly in public but when you two are alone, YOU ARE HIS QUEEN. Would do quite literally anything you ask him to do.

Is very protective of you because ever since the word got out that you two are dating you were in danger. So at all times, you have to pick up your phone and wear the charm that he got made just for you to keep any negative aura away from you and to be able to track you, just in case anything happens.

Renji

You two met in the human realm when he was taking a walk with Rukia. He never really pays much attention to humans but as soon as his eyes landed on you man oh man he was stuck.

Like, quite literally didn't move for a couple of seconds. He didn't want to lose even a second of a chance to not look at you.

Lucky for him you went to the same school as Ichigo. After seeing you that day he was stuck on you, he didn't tell anyone but you didn't leave his mind even for a second and zoned out quite a lot and one day they all were chilling on the rooftop of the school when you walked in.

His eyes couldn't believe you and it was very obvious that he was awestruck because of the fact that he forgot to even close his mouth. Everyone was shocked and amused at the same time heh.

He pushed Ichigo away from his way and before he can even think about it he was asking you out. As he got closer, his sense of the outer world completely faded as if he was in a trance or something.

Everyone still makes fun of him till day to act like that and he always replies with, "And I had a very clear reason?"

He is someone who will not show his affection publicly but will not back down if someone has an eye on you. yea he is the jealous type but is weirdly secure in himself at the same time. He just likes to test the other person I guess. But if that makes you uncomfortable then one word and he'll stop.

Just like Ichigo, he also worries about your safety a lot. Because he holds a high position in the 13 court guard squads he has to be careful when it comes to you. At first, he used to hide some talisman in your bag all the time to make sure you were safe but when things got serious he told you the entire situation and advised you to do exactly as he says.

Might as well keep one of his men to safeguard you while things get worse if you're a human. If you have powers then he'll make sure to train you as much as possible because he trusts in you and your intuitive ability to judge the situation and fight.

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Thanks For Reading and for the ask!

If you liked it you can check out the masterlist too!

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#ichigo x y/n #ichigo x you #ichigo x reader #ichigo fanfiction #ichigo fanfic #ichigo hcs #ichigo imagines #ichigo kurosaki #renji fanfic #renji #renji x you #renji x reader #bleach renji #renji abarai #bleach x y/n #bleach x reader #bleach x you

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hel-phoenyx · 4 months ago

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5) The Book

"Hey, Tyr, what is that ?"

"A book ! That was a present from the-"

"Don't say the c-word or the p-word in front of the others."

"Oh.... Sorry...."

"But you learnt to read ? That's a good thing. We need educated people. I always wanted to learn how to read. Can you teach me ?"

"I can try !"

***

"You're always reading, Tyr. Why aren't you, I don't know, getting outside, training your skills, just having fun ?"

"Do you say the same thing to Oli and Meili ?"

"Well, yea. But also I wanna play with you !"

"Well, I'm reading, Domi, and I want to finish that book."

"Is it an interesting story, at least ?"

"Don't know. You enjoy learning about poisons ? That's a treaty about many krakenese and foreign toxic plants"

"Oh, boo, no fun. I like poisons but reading about poisons seem boring."

"Too bad, because I do like it."

"..... Hey, what's your favorite book ?"

".... I think it's this one."

"A collection of sea fairy tales ?"

"It's a present from Kaizarz."

"...... Oh, I see~"

"Stop giggling."

***

"You're still reading that late ? I didn't know you had darkvision..."

"I don't. But I know the book by heart, by now. So I don't need a lot of light."

"That's still that book, isn't it ?"

"Yeah. With the legend of the Sea Dragon, the one that ravished a woman to make her his wife. And many others."

"Is there... Any legends about sirens ?"

"Yeah, there's some, actually. But not very good ones. Sorry."

"It's alright. I don't mind."

"..... Are you sure ? You seem, I don't know, distraught."

"I'm used to it."

"You shouldn't."

"...... See, that's why I love you...."

"Come again ?"

"Nothing ! Sorry, I was rambling."

"..... If you say so."

***

"..... There's so many books in your house. I never saw that many."

"Really ?"

"Yeah. Even at the palace. And so many different ones. How did you acquire..."

"Secret."

"Hey, I' know I'm the king, but I promise I'll say nothing if that's illegal or something. I just wanna know."

"Just... from people I helped. Before that."

"... Right. Can I come to read them with you sometimes ?"

"And your training ?"

"I can multitask. Or just rest once in a while. And I want to... I want to see you more often."

".... I see."

"We probably should get going. We have graves to build."

".... Not yet."

"........... But I came here for that, right ?"

"................... Please."

"...."

"Alright. We can wait."

"Thanks."

"Hey, Tyr ?"

"Hm ?"

"What's your favorite book ?"

"..."

".......... This one ? Still ?"

"... yeah. Still."

"..................... I see."

***

"You brought it with you."

"Yep."

"Why ?"

"It felt wrong to leave it behind."

"It's so different compared to the ones you read now, tho. Like, the history treaties, the encyclopedia, the gritty legends... And, uh... Those ones."

"Yeah, you can say the erotic romances, at that point I'm more spotted than a fucking dragonfish in the middle of the sea, thanks to ocean-damn Domi."

".... Ehe. Yeah, right, well, you know the ones."

"Harkyr be damned, and people say I am the prude ?"

"I know damn well you're not, stop smiling like this !"

"Should I ?"

"... On second thought, no. But still, it kinda clashes with your tastes. Why would you still read it ?"

"I guess it gave me hope."

"..... Really ?"

"Yeah."

"..... I... Right. How can a book about childrens tales of the sea can give you...."

"I wonder."

But if I would guess

I'd say it's because it's you.

#hel ocs #lysara #lysara ibruael #hel stories #hel writing #some fluff to appease the hearts today #odyssey of the liberator

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violivs · 6 months ago

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NMTDaily: Q&A (Bea and Hero’s first Q&A video)

- Okay, I took a brief break from my rewatch liveblog, but I’m back. Let’s do this.

- “But first, tea!” Cute little teacup cheers animation and sound effect!

- Wait, also, this is another moment of Bea’s hypocrisy and the things she has in common with Ben being exposed! Miss No One Needs Tea actually IS a tea-drinker! (And Ben is still watching her videos at this point, I wonder if he noticed that…)

- Sigh. Content warning: Harry Potter. I continue to be aggressively furious with JKR. Ten years ago I would have never thought HP would become inextricable from a vitriolic hate group, and it breaks my heart every time I think about it. How trans people are suffering at the hands of that woman, most importantly. But also how she took away my ability to enjoy the series that got me through a bleak early adolescent onset of my anxiety disorders, AND she’s retroactively corrupting my comfort media by association now too. Boo. Hiss. Let’s move on.

- There IS some good character work in this Hogwarts House discussion section though. More foreshadowing of Pedro failing to live up to his brave, heroic image. Meg being a Slytherin. Bea thinking Ben would be a Muggle. It is interesting to think about what could replace this discussion today in terms of media references. I really don’t know.

- Hero being uncomfortable when Bea brings up Claudio and her being matching is interesting. I guess they aren’t officially official yet. And then she gets revenge by bringing up Benedick, lol. Perfect.

- Bea makes fun of her a bit again about the holidaying in the South of France, not really sure what to make of that.

- Bea catching that question and refusing to be tricked into saying Ben is her friend, and still refusing to watch his channel. Hilarious and plot-important.

- Arch-nemesis, what a strong word! Remember the fanart transforming Kate Beaton’s Nemesis comic to be about Ben having a photo of his nemesis Beatrice above his bed? I loved that, but now I think Beatrice should’ve been the star of her own version of that, lol.

- I love her making fun of Ben’s channel icon, because I still think that icon was a perfect character choice. Exactly the kind of deeply cringe nonsense that Benedick MuchAdo would and should do in a modern AU, I love it. And I love that Beatrice hates it. Perfect.

- “You have to pick a side, you pick my channel or you pick his!” “You do know you’re not the only two channels on YouTube?” Lol get her Hero!

- Just hollering again because Ben is definitely gonna watch this video and see Bea talking about their past I’m!!!!!

- I know what it’s like to be a kid and have a group of kids you only see during summer but who all see each other year-round, and you never feel as close to those people as they are to each other. So I understand why Bea might feel resentful that all her Auckland friends are still friends with Ben year-round, especially after she had such a falling out with him.

- “Like he does with his newest most bestest friend thing, he latched on to me as the other new kid in the group” MY HEART.

- Ben was clearly still struggling with being the new kid, and saw someone who related a bit to that and wanted to bond over it! Oh my GOD he is just the embodiment of the Puss-in-Boots-being-a-cute-kitten-with-huge-wet-eyes gif to me and I cannot help being absolutely in love. Protect this lonely baby!!!!!

- HE KNEW SHE WAS LEAVING AT THE END OF SUMMER. He was ripping off the band-aid early by pushing her away. We know he genuinely didn’t know his feelings for her were romantic at all at the time, so all Ben knew was Bea was trying to get closer to him right as he was about to lose her, and he was giving them both an out because it already hurt too much to lose her!!!!! (A HUGE parallel to his behavior of pushing her away ahead of losing her to travel in Lovely Little Losers by the way.)

- And poor Beatrice. She’s already used to maintaining friendships from eight hours away. She would have just taken for granted that she and Ben were going to stay in touch after she went home to Wellington, like she always did with Hero and Pedro. But she also knew she had a crush on Ben, and as soon as she tries to put herself out there in a messy 14-year-old way and create more situations where they’re alone together, Ben starts saying friendships die in three days. Because he doesn’t believe it’s possible to be friends from eight hours away, so why try? And Bea thinks he doesn’t care about her at all and she’s heartbroken.

- If Ben had only been able to communicate that he was scared because he liked her so much and insecure because he’d never had a friend who actually bothered to stay in touch before. If Bea had been able to listen without having her feelings hurt, and actually communicate her own feelings. If they both weren’t terminally fourteen years old about this, they could’ve been friends this entire time.

- Beatrice is SO heartbroken by Ben’s rejection that in the past 3 or 4 YEARS since this went down, she never talked to Hero about it before this video. Not once. And she tells Hero everything. That’s huge.

- “You know my life story now.” That’s how she phrases it. This friendship breakup is a defining event in Beatrice’s life so far. It’s the heartbreak of her life. No wonder she’s so adamant about hating him.

- “Traveling is going to be on the agenda in the next few years” and we already have the setup for Lolilo, not even halfway through NMTD.

- Like really, Lolilo is basically Ben and Bea having the same fight and making the same mistakes as they did when they were fourteen, and yet again finding their way back to each other, finally mature enough to never make the same mistakes a third time.

- Art Curator and Queen of the World. These precious girls.

- Beatrice wants to do something that challenges her and makes her think. She doesn’t want easy street. I love that. (Enjoying a challenge, enjoying learning and thinking, another thing that also applies to Ben.)

- Bea and Hero get along because they have the same sense of humor and they grew up together, they have history. Shows what they value in any kind of relationship, platonic or otherwise.

- I love Hero being sad at the idea of a world where she doesn’t know Bea, she’s so sweet. And Bea finding that emotional stuff gross is also perfect.

- “I think you have more in common with Ben that you do with me.” “Hero I’m going to kill you right now.” Perfect.

- Godddddd the pale blue dress I’m already in pain. Knowing what’s coming just ughhhhhh

- The beaded necklace! I love these two so much, we love sisterhood (cousinhood, you know what I mean)

- Ohhhhh St Miranda’s! I just got it, that’s a The Tempest reference and the magician principal is Prospero, or more likely Prospera a la the movie. I don’t think I had seen or read The Tempest yet when I first watched NMTD, so that went over my head. I knew it was a Shakespeare reference but it’s only now that I understand it.

- (About Pedro) “I can be myself around him, we just know each other really well” and again I’m in PAIN augh the foreshadowing

- Do we think Bea really doesn’t know that her name means Blessed? Interesting. Love that they worked that detail in.

- Saying goodbye in German? Well Hero is clearly a Sound of Music fan, lol. Well, that or Cabaret, but she strikes me as a Sound of Music girl.

- Reminding the audience that we don’t really know her outside of this channel, thanking everyone for their kindness and good questions, backhanding the ones who asked about Ben with “MOST of the questions were really good and not annoying at all”. Lol, way to model a mostly healthy relationship with your audience, Bea! I mean that genuinely. Boundaries are important. Even though you’re fictional.

- “Why are you watching us? We’re not that interesting.” This line will be paralleled somewhat in Bea and Hero’s final video.

- And all their favorite YouTubers in the description box! Mostly OG British YouTubers I haven’t thought about in years. That was a blast from the past!

- Thank you comment section for pointing out that Hero chose to include a question sent in by Benedick! She left out his name so Bea wouldn’t notice, but he’s the one who asked “how much of yourself do you put in your videos” and Bea said it was an interesting question. I love that.

- He wants to know how genuine the things she says in her videos are and he wants advice as a fellow YouTuber at the same time, and she lets him know that she’s for real. That has to hurt given the things she’s said about him, but he could also take from this video that he matters to her, or she wouldn’t still be so upset about their falling out. Whether he does understand that from this video is another question- probably not. Not yet.

- Someone in the comments, AlashiaTuol, is a genius, pointing out that Bea jokingly telling Hero to pick a side between herself and Ben is a direct parallel to a much more serious “pick a side” conversation Ben is going to have. I love that call.

- Another commenter said what I’m always thinking when I rewatch this series: “I’m so glad this exists!”

💖🥭🦩

#nmtd #nmtdaily #beadick #otp: team blessed #violivs nmtdaily liveblog #Bea and Hero’s first Q&A #nmtd and lolilo spoilers in this one to some degree

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dolliebabydoll15 · 11 months ago

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You Belong With Me: A Roudise Fanfic

decided to write a roudise fanfic with T.S references from her song, "you belong with me" bc it fits them sooo well. <3 where all my swifties and bob's burgers fans at? 🫶🍔

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Louise was groaning with impatience.

It was the last 10 minutes of class, and Rudy still hadn't come. Where had he been? Did he have an asthma attack? Did he get lost? No, no, that's not right. He always knew his way around. The whole class did not twitch, not even Ms. Labonz. Just then, there was a knock at the door. Ms. Labonz opened it, and in came Rudy, not looking very happy.

"Rudy, where have you been? You're late." asked Ms. Labonz.

But he was far to upset to respond. He plopped his things down on the neighboring desk to the left of Louise.

"...stupid Chloe Barbash..." "...who does she think she is?..." "...can't even *wheeze* take a joke." he muttered aggravatingly.

Louise was shocked. She didn't usually see her pal outside of his happy-go-lucky self (well, unlike that one time he asked her to leave after she called him a weenie). She quickly grabbed an index card that was supposed to be for Ms. Labonz's assignment, and quickly wrote down a brief sentence, and passed it to Rudy. Even though Louise knew she couldn't pass notes, now didn't seem like the time for rules.

"you okay rudy-rudes?" the note read.

Rudy immediately wrote back and passed it.

"tired of drama."

the conversation on paper went on for a few more minutes.

"sorry :( what happened?"

"chloe wanted me to ditch class with her so we could hang out together. we were having so much fun, and i made a joke asking her if anyone ever told her if she looked like a female rupert grint from that one wizard movie. she got all mad and decided to go off about what i said. i didn't like it at all. but hey, she'll cool down eventually. i guess i was probably overreacting.

"I CAN'T BELIEVE HER! YOU'RE RIGHT, WHO DOES SHE THINK SHE IS?"

"eh, i'll be okay, louise. if i'm being honest, chloe will definitely go back to being the nice girl she is."

Nice? Please. Chloe Barbash was far from nice. Louise had no idea why Rudy still liked her. Chloe didn't get Rudy's humor the way she did. Plus, she never even bothered to give Rudy his first kiss. Like, come on, where was the credit? For some reason, Louise didn't know how it happened, but something gave her the nerve to write, "i love you." on another index card. She was about to pass it when the bell rang. Louise turned sideways to pass the note, but Rudy was gone. Suddenly, a wave of disgust ran over her.

"SICK! Oh man, Louise Belcher, you are SICK! WHY were you about to do that?!" she thought.

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Later that typical Tuesday night, Louise began to listen to the kind of music Chloe didn't like to let out her anger over her with the cassette she had stolen from Tina's room.

🎶"I-I will keep your secrets, I'm so interested in youu..." 🎶

Ugh. Boo Boo. The one person who could comfort her during these drastic times. Although Chloe Barbash was a big fan of Boyz4Now as well, this was the one song she hated the most. Louise was still stunned after hearing what she said to Rudy.

"Why can't he just get over her? Why can't he just...no, no, NO WAY! Too cliche for me."

Louise scoffed to herself as she thought of that. But really, there's no way she could like-like him. Chloe wore short skirts, and Louise wore T-shirts. Chloe was cheer captain, and Louise was on the bleachers. What had she got to offer him anyway? She wasn't really that special. Ugh, no, it was fine. Louise had better things to focus on anyway. Still, at the same time, she was dreaming about the day Rudy would wake up and find that what he was looking for had been here the whole time.

"If only he could see that I'm the one who understands him, and that I've been here all along too! So why can't he see that he belongs with me?"

~8 Years Later~

"...calculus? More like 'crap-ulus'." Rudy joked.

Louise threw her head back in laughter, knowing she hadn't laughed like that in a long time. High school had been hard lately, and she couldn't veer away from the stress. As she walked in the streets with Rudy and his worn-out-jeans, she couldn't help thinking this was how it ought to be. They sat down on a park bench, with Louise thinking to herself,

"Hey, isn't this easy? We're just two friends on a pleasant day, nothing more..."

As Louise looked at her best friend as they talked, she couldn't help but notice that he has a smile that could light up the whole town, even brighter than the Wonder Wharf could. She hadn't seen it since Chloe Barbash brought him down.

"...Chloe's been great too, even though she still gets mad at me if I don't call her back in 10 minutes instead of 15. You know, I sometimes wish she wasn't so mad all the time, but that's just Chloe. Gotta like her for who she is."

"You sure you're okay with this Rudes? I don't really think she's a good girlfriend, or a good person in general."

"I'm fine, Louise. You don't have to worry about me." Rudy replied, smiling. But it didn't really comfort Louise as much. She knew he was better than that. Hey, what's he doing with a girl like that anyway? All of a sudden, a pink convertible pulled up. Louise immediately recognized it as Chloe's.

"Rudyyy, get in Cutie-Bear! We're gonna be late for the party!" Chloe called in a fake sweet manner.

"Coming, babe!" Rudy shouted back. He turned to Louise and waved goodbye. As he got in the car, he and Chloe hugged affectionately, but as they did, Chloe looked over at Louise with a smug stare. Louise just blankly stared back, because at this point, she could do nothing about Rudy's obliviousness to how cold Chloe was. After all, Louise couldn't compete with her. Chloe wore high heels, and Louise wore sneakers. Chloe's status as the cheer captain was still going strong, and Louise still remained on the bleachers. She still dreamt about the day when Rudy wakes up and finds that what he's looking for had been here the whole time.

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Louise was watching the near end of Rudy's football game. She snickered, watching him stumble one too many times. She remembered begging him not to join, because that sport required a lot of air, which didn't accommodate to his health. Rudy didn't care, as long as Chloe could cheer him on. Redirecting her thoughts to the football game, Rudy was surrounded by the enemy team. He tried to escape, but he ended up slipping and tossing the ball into the air. But that slip up resulted in his teammate catching it and making the final touchdown. The whole school cheered, especially the cheerleaders with their passionate spirit for the school. Rudy and his football team cheered, running toward the outlines of the field. As Rudy went to celebrate with his girlfriend, he spotted her flirting with another guy.

"Chloe...what are you doing? Why are you talking to him?"

Chloe glanced back at him in annoyance. "I can talk to whoever I want, Rudy. Stop being so dramatic."

"I'm not being dramatic if you're...I don't know, ALREADY DATING SOMEONE?" Rudy retorted.

Louise heard the whole conversation from above on the bleachers. She shook her head, seeing now that Chloe's showing her true colors. She couldn't imagine how it would go during junior prom, yet to come in 1 day.

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The next day, during the final class of the day, everyone was buzzing with excitement. Tonight was the night that all juniors had awaited. It was the night of the junior prom. Louise simply didn't see a care in that event, because, well, she just doesn't feel the need in dressing up. Without notice, Louise spotted Rudy pass a note from the corner of her eye.

"you going tonight?"

"no, studying."

"i wish you were though! parties aren't fun without you."

Louise smiled at him. Even though she wasn't going, at least Rudy would have fun.

~Later That Night~

Louise laid in her bed, thinking about how idiotic of her it was to not go. She really wasn't studying, it was just an excuse for her not to look at Rudy while he's with Chloe Barbash. It pained her far too much. She remembered that time he walked to her house in the middle of the night when he was unhappy about his parents' dinner. Louise was the one who made him laugh when he knew he was about to cry. She knew his favorite songs, and Rudy told her about his dreams. How long will it take him to know who he belongs with? She sighed, and picked up Kuchi Kopi. But just then, she noticed the index card beneath him. She picked it up, and saw the words from 8 years ago written on it.

"i love you."

Maybe it wasn't too late for him to know. Maybe this could be her chance. Louise opened her dresser and dug for a fancy piece of clothing to wear. After minutes of searching, she found a long sparkly lime-green dress that her sister, Tina, gave her for her 17th birthday. She hadn't intended on wearing it, but she wanted to make Tina happy, so instead, Louise shoved it in the far back of her drawer.

"Oh, Tina, you beautiful beast." she satisfyingly whispered underneath her breath.

~~~~

Rudy was waiting for Chloe to come back from hanging out with her friends, when he turned around and saw the most gorgeous girl in the whole world. Louise strode through the crowd in her best dress. Her dark, curled hair fell down to her hips, and donned a pink headband. Rudy stared at her in wonder. How could a girl look so beautiful in one moment? He was still in his euphoria, coming toward her, when Chloe returned, grabbing his arm.

"Hey, Rudy-Bear, don't you wanna come dance with me? I don't want you looking at her."

"Chloe, don't you call me that. You are one of the most heartless people I have ever been with. I can't do this anymore." He pushed her aside, and kept walking toward Louise.

"WHAT? Rudy, come back! PLEASE!"

It's go time, Louise. She pulled out the notecard, finally confessing her love from so many years.

"i love you."

Rudy stood there, blushing in his navy-blue tuxedo. He grabbed a notecard from his pocket, and it also said, "i love you." Louise was wonderstruck, not believing he felt the same way.

"Really? Y-you too?" she asked in surprise.

"Yeah. I've had feelings since 4th grade and...since forever." he chuckled.

"Even after all those things I did to you 8 years ago?"

"Of course. I know you still care."

Louise put her arms around his neck. Rudy was amazed.

"Is it happening? Is this really happening?"

"Yep...it took you long enough anyway."

Rudy rolled his eyes and laughed. Then, they both leaned in for a perfect kiss, just as overwhelming and delightful as their first. This time, they both were well aware of each other's love, no one else in the way. He finally belonged with her, and she belonged with him.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~OKAY...this has got to be one of the most romantic fics i've ever written. AND IT'S ONLY MY 3RD 😭 i'm a roudise geek, and "you belong with me" basically screamed louise and rudy. i suggest you look at taylor swift's songs every once in a while, i think they make up for a good listen! <3 btw, if anyone wants to create some art out of this fic, please do! tag me, bc i'd love to see it 💕

#bob's burgers #roudise #louwheeze #louise belcher #regular sized rudy #ship fanfic #fanfic #fanfiction #shipping #swifties #taylor nation #you belong with me #taylor swift #chloe barbash #ybwm #taylor swift fearless #romance #romantic fanfic

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avenger09 · 1 year ago

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The Dragon Prince: Battle Banter

Revisiting an idea I had were TDP is a fighting game with NetherRealm style prefight dialogue, after playing MK1. Now includes season 4 and 5 characters.

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Aaravos: Poor little prince, lost in the past.

Karim: Our sun will shine glorious once again.

Aaravos: Tomorrow never comes, what makes you think yesterday's gone are any exception.

Aaravos: I'm a master of subtle manipulation.

Callum: Taking over my body wasn't subtle.

Aaravos: Yet, here you are, right where I want you to be.

Aaravos: I know what you're going to ask me.

Viren: How I'm I still here?

Aaravos: I'm curious about that myself...

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Finnegrin: Only one way you could've gotten out of those chains, lad.

Callum: You set up your own downfall, Finnegrin.

Finnegrin: This time, I won't bother with the chains.

Nyx: Seriously, Villads the one you want to see about getting the Sea Legs back, not me.

Finnegrin: Nice try, Commadore.

Nyx: Feathers! Should've known that would come back to bite me.

Finnegrin: The Bloodmoon Huntress, and the Pirate Lord.

Kim'Dael: Ours will be a Deadly Partnership.

Finnegrin: Xadia, won't know what hit them.

Finnegrin: You cost me my ship and me crew, girl.

Rayla: Oh no. The poor wee pirate is going to have to do his own dirty work from now on.

Finnegrin: How about I start with you then.

Finnegrin: You can't seriously think your leader material.

Karim: I have a whole army of Sunfire Elves ready to follow me!

Finnegrin: They follow your girlfriend man! Your're just the figurhead.

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Kim'Dael: I remember you...

Rayla: Except I'm not a weak little girl anymore.

Kim'Dael: Aren't you?

Kim'Dael: What does Startouched blood taste like, I wonder?

Aaravos: Sorry, but my blood is far, far, beyond your reach.

Kim'Dael: Ah, but your vessel very much is so.

Kim'dael: Another toy soldier for me to break.

Corvus: You'll find I'm not so easily broken.

Kim'dael: My dear, your not the first to tell me that, nor will you be the last.

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Terry: So, um, we haven't been properly introduced.

Soren: Yeah, kinda hard to do when you wrap someone in leaves.

Terry: Vines actually, not-the-point, my name's Terrestrius, but you can call me Terry.

Terry: Claudia did some messed up things, but she was still so...

Callum: Brilliant, fun, and sweet. Yeah, I've been there too, Terry.

Terry: You really have, haven't you...

Terry: I'm sorry about what Claudia almost did to you.

Ezran: Why did you follow her for so long?

Terry: She was the first to truly accepted me for who I am. I guess that made it harder to see what was happening to her.

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Karim: We had a deal, Huntress!

Kim'Dael: One you had no means of actually fulfilling.

Karim: I would have, had you not abandoned me!

Janai: Do you even realise what you are doing?

Karim: I am saving our people from your folly, sister.

Janai: You're forfeiting our future to prop up an already lost past!

Amaya: [You broke Janai's heart!]

Karim: Better a broken hearted sister then a prideless people.

Amaya: [Pride is the cause of ruin not it's solution, and it's not more important than family!]

Soren: So you finally proposed to the General, huh? Congratulations!

Janai: I have a vacancy for a Brideshand, if you're available?

Soren: Sure, but what happened to your first- oooh...That spot was for your brother wasn't it?

Amaya: [Shouldn't you still be in the medical tent?]

Corvus: I'm all fixed up. Urgh, honest General.

Amaya: [Really? Then you wont mind a little sparring match.]

Callum: I know I'm taking a risk but, you're not my Queen, so... technically I don't have to do what you say.

Janai: Then I invoke my authority you as your future aunt instead.

Callum: Aww. But still, no can do.

Guest Fighter

Minsc: Many pardons, my furry friend and I are quite lost.

Amaya: [Uh, who are you? Some kind of adventurer?]

Minsc: We are Minsc and Boo! Protectors of the weak, slayers of Bhaalspawn, and sharp thorn in the boot of evil!

Minsc: (squeaks) Boo says he is not speaking with your luminous toad anymore.

Ezran: I'm sure Bait didn't mean what he said.

Minsc: (squeaks) Boo is sceptical, and so is Minsc.

Minsc: Your buttocks is long overdue for a virtuous kicking, fiend.

Kim'Dael: That... is a new one. What manner of madman are you?

Minsc: The Rashemaaran kind!

Minsc: You did well to escape the clutches of your evil father, Soren. You are in good company.

Soren: Thanks. Still... I wish I could've gotten Claudia away too.

Minsc: In Minsc's experience, for evey noble Gorion's Ward, there is usually a vile Sarevok as well.

Minsc: Your mischievous murmurs will have no affect on Minsc, villain. Boo and I will protect this world from you.

Aaravos: Like you "protected" your dear Dynaheir?

Minsc: Go for the eyes, Boo!

Minsc: Minsc and Boo, are here to help you.

Callum: Hey, nice rhyme.

Minsc: Rhyme?

Finnegrin: Why in blazes are you after me barnacle brain? I don't even know you.

Minsc: Wherever there is evil butt to kick, Minsc and Boo stand ready with their finest boots of justice!

Finnegrin: You are without doubt the most absurd man I've ever met.

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Here's my first go.

And my attempt at including visuals, with art provided by a very generous guy.

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shotaumino · 7 months ago

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My coord for Forbidden Door! Simple look, but I liked it. Wish my accessories had come in on time, but I'm happy.

I put my thoughts on the PPV under the cut. Theres a lot, and its the good, the bad and the ugly. So proceed with caution.

- I'm used to going to shows in NJ and PHL, so we were impressed by efficiency and organization at UBS.

- Like I said, great seats. We were in the 100s, row 10. Would choose seats like that again.

- I've only been to two live wrestling events and forgot how annoying wrestling fans can be when they aren't engaged with what they are watching. Just talking about anything and everything if they don't know the wrestler in the ring. I get not everyone wants to do research, but be a little curious? Be engaged and see wbaf they have to offer?

- MJF got a massive pop, but once the wrestling started it was pretty quiet. I still don't get his thing and I think a lot of fans are more there for his persona than in ring ability.

- Hiromu was pretty over which made me happy considering the over-under of foreign talent reception.

- ZSJ v Orange Cassidy was excellent and following it up with Jericho felt absolutely criminal.

- I absolutely would never be able to tell from online how over The Acclaimed are. The crowd went wild for them AND loved their rap. The match was honestly pretty fun! And seeing Okada and Tanahashi IRL felt pretty special.

- Dragon match felt like it was a "for the wrestlers" match. Also some peoplle left right after. I guess thats what they paid all that money to see.

- Ladder match was fun! I think it was sligntly dampened for me because half the people involved were very obviously not going to win. CM Punk chants were annoying. No one knew ELP which was a crime. Takashita should have won and taken the belt with him to Japan idc.

- Takeshita is so over. And hes so impressive IRL. Heard a lot of people shocked by how big he is.

- I love Stephanie Vaquer so much! Shes quickly becoming one of my top favorites. Her and Mercedes had a Top 3 match last night. Shes a superstar! The way people were trying to derail the match and she MADE them care. It was also crazy how quickly the crowd turned on Mercedes? She did one move which looked cool to me but the arena shifted to Stephanie on a dime. Obviously knew she wasn't going to win but I'm glad she made such a strong impression.

- Just to reiterate. Just because you don't know someone, doesn't mean you should just mentally check out. Why are you talking about the fourhorsewomen during this match? Its absolutely insane to me how some wrestling fans can't watch a match unless they are familiar with the lineage of both wrestlers.

- The Naito v Mox match was bad. Just... felt bad. Naito didn't seem right the whole time. Personally I think he came out looking worse and I know who he is and how great he was. Look, Naitos legacy is secure but if the goal is to get people interested in NJPW that was the worst mstch to showcase it. And I can't blame the fans on this. Stephanie and Mina both won over the crowd. If you didn't know Naito (and plenty of people didn't, I heard them asking who he was) then this match certainly wouldn't make you want to learn.

- I was looking forwad to people no longer complaining now that Naito has the title except now the complaint is that he has it and NJPW is screwed because they don't have anyone worth taking it off him. Glad I got into DDT because NJPW discourse is going to be annoying until the G1 starts.

- Swerve v Ospready was out of this world. Genuinely felt like it could have gone either way. The timing on the counts was immaculate. You should have heard the boos when Don Callis appeared. And Nana got to be the hero! The whole arena was absolutely rocking with Swerve.

- There were two weird Ospreay fanboys who kept yelling 'Fuck Swerve'. No one was joining them, even other Ospready fans. It felt weirdly racist because they KEPT DOING IT even though no one else was paying then any attention?? I think people were also getting restless because someone started shrieking intermittedly in the crowd and then people started screaming for them to shut up.

- Speaking of bad fan behavior. Absolutely fuck fans who try to make the show about them. When Stephanie and Mercedes were going hard this asshole in a celtics shirt stood up and of course the crowd started chanting at him. You freaks only do that shit during womens matches.

- Back to Swerve v Ospreay and in any case the end of the show. Beautiful finish, surprising finish! Definately thought Swerve was going to TD91 him but it was a surprisingly kinder finish? Which I'm hoping is where Adam Page comes in. Speaking of which I think a lot of us were lingering around waiting for a confrontation. People almost started booing when it just ended like normal.

- All in all, a lot of fun! I definately want to see more live events when they're in my area! Worth the three hour drive

#my coords #jfashion #forbidden door #the wrestle #opinions on wrestling below; buyer be ware #tenshi kaiwai

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iwritenarrativesandstuff · 2 years ago

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Trimax Thoughts Vol. 4 Pt. 1

Woo, I'm finally gonna write these up. Knives on the cover let's goooo

I can't tell who is saying the dining room line in this panel, Brad or Wolfwood, but either possibility amuses me. (It doesn't sound like Vash...) Also greatly enjoying the random kid who can only be spotted by half of their face hjhgnjg

Enjoying Vash just (-_-) with all the chaos around him

Wolfwood sounding slightly, just barely, hopeful... :')

They're so cute... brief happiness I love it...!

KNIVES JUMPSCARE

Idk what Hoppered's deal is but his earnestness is very different from the rest of the Gung-Ho Guns... I kinda like him honestly.

Eepy Knives... also I guess we finally hear what Wolfwood's actual mission is.

Hey I uh... feel kind of bad... for Legato... like there was no way he could've known that. It's exactly as Midvalley was saying - humans are insects to him and they are no different. It's just intriguing to me that Legato would ask questions of Knives with his very firm devotion, and that Knives would be dismissive about something that, let's face it, might have been important for Legato to know? You could argue that having Ninelives go after Wolfwood for being a traitor ups his cover, but Wolfwood never really had a "cover" to begin with and isn't that just a waste of a resource? Idk. I don't know what to make of these two. Did Knives used to tell Legato every part of the plan? Is that why he asked? Is Knives still pissed at Legato for trying to kill Vash and this withholding is part of the punishment? Knives also allows Legato to speak directly with him in this way, implying Legato is the highest rank of his "knives" and therefore more valuable (probably due to being very powerful), but then he straight up shattered his spine like it was nothing... I'm so confused by their dynamic, I guess because I'm not seeing the reason for Legato's devotion. I hope this gets some elaboration.

Aaaand back to Vash and Wolfwood. How are they so stupid sometimes... Meryl is so wonderfully petty. Good for her.

"I just wish we'd gotten to them sooner." MERYL OH MY GOD she's so funny

I love them. I love them so much. Look at that teamwork!!! <3

I'm sorry out of context this looks kind of funny... but nooooo Meryl!!!

It's very simple - if Milly cries, I cry. :'(

What is this "it" that Zazie used...?

Augh. Milly can't sleep while Meryl's in danger... :(((

HJDHBJSHF??? Zazie doesn't even finish the sentence and Vash just leaps out the window??? Hello????

I'm glad Vash and Wolfwood still find a way to be absolute idiots even in dire circumstances

"I've always been nothing but trouble for Miss Meryl" Milly WHAT DO YOU MEAN??? You've literally always jumped in at the right moment!!! I think you've caused the least amount of problems out of everyone! Sweetie...

Hmm... something something "everyone will pick up a gun if their loved ones are threatened"... also "You wanna try me?" Milly I love you. Also I'd love to know what these two got up to over the two year gap. They're so close now! Milly is so protective of Meryl! And Meryl has so much faith in Milly!

...ok first off this is brutal. Secondly, this is now the second time we've been shown the damage being done to Wolfwood's body from inside. It's wonderful from a visual storytelling standpoint but I also... don't like it. Why are we watching him break from the inside.

Ah... I kind of suspected that's what might be happening... :/

Plant reveal, Plant reveal!!!

Midvalley voice: "oh no I can't play one note on my saxophone... :( welp imma head out bye chapel"

Vash’s suicidality… noooooo... :'(((

The people booing him ahahhahaaha (that was kind of a dick move though man...)

Yeah he can't actually see, can he...

Oh???

Huh. Well this seems. Fun. Knives quit torturing your brother challenge.

#trigun #trimax #trigunbookclub #storyrambles

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td-tbbg-official · 1 year ago

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VICKIE!!! a lot of questions in one buuut bare with me i love her so much already

how is life with the band? you four still making the best of the celebrity lifestyle? how are the fans treating you?

when did you publicly come out? how did the media take it?

now that you're coming back on the show, are you hoping to rekindle an old flame with a certain someone? 👀

“Oh, wow, that’s a lot of questions indeed, haha!

“The boys and I are still doing very well, both as a band and as a friend group. The fans are great too! They’ve supported us along a very long way, and I can’t just not be thankful for that.

“As for coming out… It was kind of complicated. Figuring yourself out while you’re a celebrity is not fun, I’ll tell you that much. It did give me some courage that I was the last one of the group to do it, though. Trent and Justin started dating a while after World Tour, and they publicly announced it years later – what was it, like, 2010? They were bold, I’ll give them that. And in 2013, news came out that Cody was trans; though, those only got out because he was outed at a concert… Which is a long story.

“Fast forward to 2016, and you’ve got all sorts of queer terms coming out. At first, I identified as genderfluid, but I never told anyone except the boys. I abandoned it when I realized I was really a woman, but still never told fans or family. I said they’d have to find out the hard way – much after my transition.

“So, that was said and done. I went on HRT in 2019 and I underwent speech therapy to try changing my voice, which left some fans wondering, but they generally kept quiet. I was somewhat glad when the pandemic hit because we could cancel our shows and I’d get all the time needed to do my so-called ‘transformation’ behind the scenes.

“We only started doing tours and shows again in 2022, and, by God, that was hilarious. I remember it like it was yesterday: our first show, I just didn’t come on stage for the first songs, and people were shouting for me, like, ‘Where’s Harold? Where’s Harold?’. Cody, the little shit, was dying laughing, and Trent came up all somber like, ‘He died’. I’m not even kidding, the guy actually said I died. I cracked up backstage, and everyone went kind of silent, like, ‘Oh my God, no, he’s joking, he’s gotta be’.

“And then I came out. Literally and in the queer sense. I came from backstage, and got on the stage, and Trent said ‘But we have Vickie now, so it’s all good’, and everyone just looked kind of confused until it just clicked. And so many people started cheering; some started booing, those were quickly escorted outside, I mean, hello, we’re a band full of queers, you didn’t expect me to turn out cishet, surely?

“We came up with more songs after that, many of them based on my experience as a trans woman, and Cody and I’s experiences as trans people in general, we just took a much queerer turn once we knew we could just do it. It’s liberating, to be able to finally be so open about it.

“And for that last question… I’m guessing you mean Leshawna? I mean… Heh… Yeah, I’d like to, like… Get to know her again, see what she’s been up to, but I’m not sure she’s exactly interested in dating me, or anything. I-I mean—not that I’m interested in her in that sense! That would be weird! I haven’t been… thinking about her daily, or anything, wondering where she’s at in life, how she’s doing—nothing like that! Never! Heh! Is it—is it hot in here? Hey, Cody, can you turn on the AC? I think I’m done with the ask, haha…”

coming soon to an AO3 near you.

questions, concerns, suggestions to be deposited in the ask box.

TD: TBBG is written by @canonically47. the blog is entirely run by the writer.

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Junior Scene Rell skin voice concept:

For context on the skin line, go here.

Rell Bio: On late night with school the next day, what's a moody teenager with strict parents and curfew to do? Well, sneak out and have a grand time at the local mall. The consequences may wait for her at home, but Rell's only concern right now is how many games she can win.

@teeto-peteto

First Move:

“What trouble can one girl get into?”

“Phone on silent, earphones ready, let’s go.”

“Mall’s a little different, but still fun.”

Long move:

“Mom would kill me if she knew I was out this late. Good thing she’ll never know.”

“You wanna know where I got this mannequin? Too bad.”

“What my parents call acting out is what I call enjoying myself.”

*humming a pentakill song*

First encounter:

“Hey, what’s up?”

“Here to chat, or stare?”

“Looking for a good time? Don’t cut into mine.”

Joke response:

“Boo!”

Taunt response:

“Nice teeth, want them kicked in?”

Killing:

(General):

“Whoops.”

“I told you to not get in my way.”

“Fifty bucks to stay quiet, huh?”

“This lance was so worth the allowance I lost.”

Recall:

“Sorry, gotta pick something up.”

“Parents are calling, gotta take this!”

“Knew I forgot something.”

“Don’t order without me.”

Death:

“So… not cool.”

“Damn it…”

Respawn:

“The fun doesn’t stop until I do.”

“Not going home yet!”

“Maybe I went too hard.”

Character specific dialogue:

First encounter:

Cop skins: “Ugh, great. Just what I needed.”

“You didn’t see anything. Trust me.”

Ekko: “Heh, figured you’d be around.”

High Noon Senna: “Woah, where’d you find that horse? I’m, uh, asking for a friend.”

Junior Scene: “I’m more of a solo act, but what you’ve got is nice.”

Junior Scene Tristana: “Mind sharing some of those fries? Please?”

Leblanc: “What is my teacher doing at the mall?!”

Mallrat skins: (excited.) Oh my God, seeing you in person is so- *Clears throat, tries to play cool* Whatever, I guess. Don’t get in my way.”

Mallrat Irelia: “I just want to say, what you did to that security guard? So cool.”

Pentakill: “I loved your latest album. Just, you know, throwing that out there.”

Soul Fighter: “Oh, I love those games! Fancy a round after this?”

Yuumi: “Aw, look, you’re so cute. I mean, uh… *sigh.*

Taunt:

Academy Skins: “School uniforms aren’t in style anymore. FYI.”

Battle Academia or Star Guardian: “Nice cosplay.”

Heartbreaker Vi or Caitlyn: “We all know what’s going on, you know.”

Mallrat skins: You may have set the bar, but I’m about to swing past it.”

Seraphine: “Seraphine, I love you, but you are not built for this.”

Swain: “Beat it, old man.”

Taunt Response:

Mallrat Skin-Line: “I guess I earned that.”

Seraphine: “Come on, Sera! Gotta up the trash talk.”

Kill:

Leblanc: “Oh, man. I hope this doesn’t get me expelled.”

Junior Scene: “You’re paying for the next meal.”

Mallrat skins: “Did someone record that? Eh, doesn’t matter.”

Pentakill skins: “Does this mean I’m banned from your next concert? Hope not.”

Seraphine: “Go home, Seraphine. Wouldn’t want your dad worried.”

#league of legends #fetch skin line #rell league of legends

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Chapter 4

Jake's POV

I have not heard from MC in over a year now. I have been keeping an eye on her that I can not stop. I see that she has moved on. It hurts to see that she is now with Phil but this is for the best. I have been busy working on a deal with the FBI. They have granted my freedom in exchange for me helping them take down a gang of drug dealers. I have reached out to Lilly. I have told her I am coming back to duskwood. She is so excited that I am coming back.

Lilly: Jake, don't you think you should tell MC you are coming back?

Jake: no, she has moved on now telling her will only cause more problems

Lilly: she doesn't really love Phil she's never stopped loving you Jake

Jake: I won't stand in her way it is for the best

Lilly: Jake, you know you will always have me and Hannah. We will pick you up tomorrow at the station.

Jake: thank you, see you tomorrow

I put my phone down and put my head in my hands, did I really do that right thing in letting go of MC? I had to do it though it was the best thing at that moment. Tomorrow is a new day and I will be back in duskwood. Lilly is letting me stay with her for as long as I need. I don't want MC to know I am coming back. I think doing it like this is for the best.

6 months ago

"Are you sure you really want this MC?" MC took Phil's hand and placed a small kiss on his hand. "Yes it's what I want, Phil come on let's do this" MC dragged Phil into a building inside a receptionist sat behind a desk they both went over and MC greeted the women behind the desk. "Hi, we have an appointment at 1pm" the receptionist looks at the computer and books them both in. "Just take a seat over there and you will be called over soon" MC and Phil went over to the chairs and sat down. "I can't believe we are doing this, it's so exciting" MC sat with a wide smile on her face while she cuddled with Phil. "You are so cute, I love you MC" MC cuddled right up to Phil still with a smile on her face. "I love you to Phil"

After a few moments of waiting they got called into a room, inside there was a women's standing in the center of the small room MC and Phil stood looking into each other's eyes both with smiles on their faces. Phil pulled out a gold wedding band from his pocket and slid the ring onto MCs finger. MC did the same, putting a matching ring onto Phil's finger after a few moments they were married. "I now pronounce you husband and wife" MC and Phil shared a kiss as husband and wife "I love you Phil" Phil took MCs hand and smiled "I love you to MC"

MCs POV

6 months had passed since me and Phil had gotten married. We kept it from the others at first but when we told Jessy she went completely mad at us. I had never seen her this mad before Phil told me not to worry and that she would calm down. She didn't talk to me for a week but now we are slowly talking again. I'm going round to see her later today so we can talk. She thinks I have rushed into this marriage. I told her she was wrong. I am happy with Phil. He makes me feel alive, it's more than Jake ever did. I do still think about him though I guess I still care for him. He will always have a special place in my heart.

Walking to Jessy's gave me time to think about this past year and everything that's happened. Reaching Jessy's apartment I knock on the door and I am greeted by the redhead who lets me in. "Hey MC, come to Dan's in the living room" I start to get an uneasy feeling inside me. I hadn't faced Dan since I married Phil. "Hey Dan, long time no see" I put on my best smile in the hopes he wouldn't go crazy. "Hey boo, come sit down and tell me why the hell did you marry Phil? You don't even love him" this was what I was hoping wouldn't happen but this is Dan and his overprotective ways.

"Dan it's not how you think, sure it started out as a bit of fun but we grew closer and we fell in love." I could feel Dan's eyes burning into me as I sat there. "Oh come on MC we both know you have done this out of revenge on Jake you still love him" my whole body froze when he said Jake's name. "You know what, this was such a bad idea coming here. I love Phil and he loves me. If you can't accept that then I guess this friendship is over" I got up from my seat and stormed out of the apartment. I got back to the bar and went straight up the stairs. Phil was sitting on the sofa watching TV before he had to open up the bar.

In a fit of anger I climbed on top of Phil and started to make out with him, before he could say anything to me I had already taken his shirt off and was kissing his chest. He tried to pull me back but I could feel him melting into my kisses. We have sex on the sofa. It was so hot and steamy after we finished we got dressed and Phil headed downstairs to start setting up the bar. I'm left with my own thoughts: was I really doing the right thing by being with Phil? Was I really just trying to forget about Jake and how much I really do love him? I couldn't just hang around waiting for him to be a free man could I? A feeling of guilt starts to spread over my body I've really fucked things up what the hell am I going to do now?

Jessy's POV

MC just stormed out of the apartment. I was hoping to talk and try to make her see the reason I love my brother but they are not a good match. I don't want to lose MC as my best friend. She means so much to me. I just hope that one day she will see what she's doing is a mistake. I know Dan was only trying to get her to see what she's doing. His heart was in the right place. I walk over to him and put my arms around him "don't worry she will come round we just have to give her time" I know Dan is worried about MC and wants to help her so badly. "I know he's your brother but she's made a big mistake marrying him she doesn't love him she still loves Jake" I know Dan is right but the chances of us being able to get a message to Jake is zero I just hope that in time she will come to realise just how much she loves Jake.

Jake's POV

Today is the day I go back to duskwood. It feels strange being able to walk the streets and now have to hide my face. It's an odd feeling but it's also a freeing feeling that I can once again walk about and not have to hide in the shadows. I am looking forward to seeing my sisters again. I haven't had the chance to speak with Hannah since everything happened at the mine. I don't know how I will feel when I see MC again now that I know she's with Phil. Maybe there is still some hope for us. I never stopped loving her. She is my one true love that I simply can not evade. I still remember that day she came into my life. That day everything changed for the better. She made me a better man.

After a long train journey I have arrived in duskwood, I can see Lilly waiting for me by the entrance to the station. As I walk over she sees me and comes running over to me wrapping her arms around me. "It's so good to see you Jake" I smiled at Lilly giving her another hug. I can see that there is something she hasn't yet told me. "Come on, let's get back to my apartment and we can talk" I can tell by the tone of her voice that it is not going to be good news. When we arrived at her apartment it was a very modest place. The living room is small but what Lilly has done makes it look bigger.

She goes to put my bags in the spare bedroom while I sit down, I can tell she's wanting to tell me something. "Jake there is something that I need to tell you it's about MC" my heart skips a beat when she says her name. "She's gotten married to Phil" my heart feels like it has just been shattered into a million pieces. "Of all people she had to go and marry that fucking loser" I can feel the anger rising up inside me. Have I really lost her forever? Is there really no way I can win back MC's heart?

"Let me explain she was only with him for 6 months when she married him, she doesn't love him she will always love you Jake it's like she just won't admit it" I look at Lilly I can see how much this is hurting her to tell me what MC has done. "She still doesn't know you are back, maybe you should tell her" do I dare go and see MC and tell her everything that's happened? "Why don't I invite her round and you can talk" before I say anything lilly has her phone out calling MC.

"Hey MC, are you busy? I was thinking you could come round and we can have a catch up" my whole body freezes at the voice coming from the other end of the phone MCs sweet voice. "Hey lilly, sure I can come round see you in 20 minutes" I see Lilly smiling. Her words have worked. "Perfect see you soon" my eyes widened. Is MC really coming round now? "Right Jake, she's coming over now if you want I can leave you two alone to talk" I look at Lilly her eyes so full of hope that this plan will work. "thank you"

After what feels like a lifetime there is a knock at the door. My heart starts to race, I can feel my hands starting to get all clammy.

"Hey MC come in someone is waiting for you in the living room" MC gives lilly a questioning look. "What? Who's waiting for me" MC walks into the living room and sees Jake sitting on the sofa. Her eyes widened, her heart started to race for the love of her life. The hacker she had been talking to for so long was finally in front of her eyes. "W-what a-are you doing here?" Jake got up from the sofa and walked towards MC. "Hi MC, I'm back, I'm no longer a wanted man, I'm a free man" MC still stood in shock. She didn't know if she wanted to hug and kiss Jake or slap him.

MC could see Jake getting closer to her; he put his hand on her cheek softly stroking it with his thumb. "I never stopped loving you MC, i am so sorry for how I acted" MC took a step back away from Jake. "NO!! You don't get to do this, not after all this time guy can't just walk back into my life and expect me to forget what happened" Jake didn't let go of MCs face he moved closer slightly grazing his lips against hers.

MCs POV

"NO!!!" I push Jake back away from me. I can't do this "I'm married now Jake, you think you can try and kiss me like that" I make the mistake of looking at Jake his eyes are so beautiful. I could get lost in them for hours. It's like nothing else around me matters, only him he's my world. "I'm sorry Lilly I can't do this I need to go" I tried to move but I couldn't because everything in my body wanted to stay and kiss Jake. I forced myself to move my feet and quickly walked out of the apartment. Tears rolled down my face, my heart was broken. I didn't know what the hell I was going to do.

As I tried to find my car keys I felt a hand in my shoulder, i turned round and it was Jake he was standing in front of me. "Please MC let me explain everything to you" I couldn't say anything I was so lost in his eyes. I couldn't fight it anymore. I loved Jake. I never stopped loving him. Everytime I slept with Phil I thought about Jake and what it would be like to finally be with him. I walked closer to Jake and kissed him softly on the lips. The heat rushed all around my body. I slowly pull away looking Jake in the eyes. "Jake, I love you I never stopped loving you" Jake looked at me with the most amazing smile. "I love you to MC I always have, please come back in side and let me tell you everything"

MC and Jake went back into the apartment Lilly had made some coffee, putting two mugs down on the table she grabbed her jacket and headed out to allow MC and Jake to talk. "A year ago I was captured by the FBI, at first I thought they were going to throw me in jail. I had lost all hope of ever being able to see you again until they offered me a deal. If I helped them take down a drug gang they would clear me of all charges and give me back my freedom. Once I had done my part they gave me my freedom back" MC sat and listened to every word Jake said. "You could of text me you know, I made this biggest mistake of my life marrying Phil what the hell am I going to do"

Jake took MCs hand in his and rubbed his thumb on her hand, "MC I will always love you whatever you decide I will accept" MC saw Jake look down at the ground sadness lacing his eyes. MC leaned forwards and lifted Jake's head up and kissed him on the lips, their arms wrapping around each other. "Give me some time Jake, I need to tell Phil what's happened" Jake knew at that moment how much he loved MC he didn't want to lose her again. "Don't go yet MC please I want you to stay"

The next couple of hours were like a world wind Jake was placing soft kisses all over MCs body. They got lost in each other's bodies as they slept together for the first time.

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