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saphirered · 2 years ago

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Heyy!! So lately I've been in a very domestic, fluffy feel. SOOO NOW IM PROJECTING THAT onto this request rq teehee. I was wanting to do one for Percy, with season two out I missed the angsty gunslinger on screen. Set after the campaign, maybe during winter's crest? As of you and Percy coming back to whitestone for the occasion, its decided to round up all of Vox Machina. For a night of fun amongst friends, with a whole lot of ale to go around and stories to tell. Percy seems distant lately, staying more to his workshop and genuinely his own tasks. Not like his workshop isn't already a second room, it's just ODD to say the least. As the day rolls around, everyone starts to arrive at whitestones castle. With happy greetings and laughs, that night's activities begin. To sum it up , Percy proposes to reader. Thinking it would be a nice gesture to pull. Also cause I know this extra bitch would make a ring for you. I know it sounds cheesy but like hear me outtt!! The moment just sounded so sweet to me and I NEEDED to send this in. I'm a sucker for this cute content <3 Byeee Saph!!! :D

A proposal you asked for, a proposal you'll get. Fluff and cheese and all of the things. Sorry for the wait but I hop the 3.6k word count made up for it. Hope you enjoy and thanks for requesting! 😘

“I’ll be right with you, dear!” He’s spoken and shouted those words over the noise of his ongoing projects far too many times. Percy feels somewhat guilty for all but banishing you from his workshop and hiding this one secret project of his. He’s been so caught up in it; it has to be perfect after all. But that did mean he couldn’t spend as much time with you and his mind is elsewhere whenever he does leave his workshop. He’s seen your accepting but sad smiles whenever he wanders off. His heart hurts when he finishes late and you’re already in bed, asleep and alone curled up on your side because he missed yet another dinner. It’s reached the point where he’s been considering just spilling he beans. He doesn’t want to hurt you over some stupid secret but you’re so damn understanding and accepting. Of course you’re disappointed when he does join you for a meal and he informs you he has errands to run and won’t be back until late. You’d simply give him a kiss and wish him good luck. He’s barely seen you outside of your overlapping responsibilities. He just feels bad. But then there’s a breakthrough!

The door to his workshop slams open, or rather off its hinges entirely. Now very few people are able to break a deadbolted several inch thick heavy steel door clean off its hinges and that immediately signals him; it’s not you at that door. Given the shadow that all but blocks the light from entering He knows enough. He’s all but grabbed by the shoulders and lifted from his seat and can barely settle his things before he’s dragged out of his workshop.

“Come on Percy, you’re not going to let us have all the fun, are you?” Scanlan speaks in a sing-song voice when he’s pushed into the hallway and sees the gnome casually leaning against the wall like the arsehole he is.

“I was perfectly content finishing my work instead.” He counters but Scanlan wouldn’t have it.

“We’re having a night out, like old times! Let’s drink dry a tavern! Start some fights!” The gnome tries to persuade him and while anything coming out of Scanlan’s mouth should always be questioned, He can’t help but long for some normalcy. No matter how much he might pretend to hate the ruckus his friends cause which inevitably ended with them getting kicked out of the establishment, district or even city, he likes it and misses it. And before he know it he’s spiralling in memories of you, covering his back while he tries to fight off that minotaur barkeep, and the time where you smashed that stein in pieces thug’s head. He also thinks of the conversations you’ve had, the things you learned about each other, and the sometimes drunken ramblings where your questionable theories actually hold some weight. He misses it all. He misses the glint in your eye right before you’re about to absolutely decimate some card players. He misses your laughter at Keyleth’s horrible jokes, and your caring side when she has a little too much. He misses your little battles of charm with Vex as the two of you attempt to have the group drink for free and negate the expense of the damages done to the establishment or people.

Percy is so caught in his mind that he automatically walks with when Scanlan and Grog begin to move. He doesn’t even put up a fight. He’ll have this one night. He’ll enjoy it. Then he realises how bloody stupid he is.

“Excuse me. I’ll meet you there.” He turns on his heels but comes face to face with Grog’s chest.

“Nuh-uh! Pike said she won’t let us have any ale if we don’t bring you back.” Grog pouts at the thought of being refused ale. No surprise there.

“And what’s your motive?” Percy wonders out loud. He already knows the answer and Scanlan just raises an eyebrow implying the same.

“You really wanna know?”

“Point taken.” Percy shakes his head, takes a step back from Grog but that doesn’t mean he’s not craning his neck to stare up at him. “If you have to come along, be my guest. I just need to get something from my workshop. That is all.” Scanlan shrugs at Grog. Grog shrugs back. Scanlan shrugs again. So does Grog. Percy’s already sick of this so he just starts walking and they follow whispering not so inconspicuously. He still choses to block him out.

Once back at the workshop he engages the safety door; not ideal but at least it wards off snoopers. He walks over to his work bench, sits down and pulls open one of the drawers under it. He pulls out two bands of precious metal, notices they’re a bit dirty and quickly cleans them with a rag. He sees Scanlan peeking around the corner. The gnome knows not to enter his workshop but Grog has no such reservations, not even when he tried to ingest some very caustic materials.

“Ooh! What are those for?” Grog exclaims trying to peak over his shoulder.

“What? What is it Grog? Get out of the way I can’t see. Ugh.” Scanlan tries to look around the goliath blocking his view right now.

“Nothing concerning you.” Percy replies but Grog talks over him.

“They’re fancy rings. Super shiny.” He says and Percy just sighs, pockets the set of rings and gets up walking around Grog and back towards the doorway.

“You’ve been making some jewelled cock rings or something? I might have a commission for ya. Something with diamonds-“ Scanlan keeps going but Percy tunes him out. He’s had plenty of time to practice ignoring the bard after all. They continue their journey to the tavern Vox Machina had chosen.

The Tavern is already lively with people and music by the time they enter. The rest of Vox Machina had already taken up a table and safeguarded it from any thieves with death stares for those who didn’t recognise them. They’d already started dwindling the top shelf by the looks of it. You’re leaning your elbow on the back of Vex’ chair as she plays a game with Keyleth. You point at a card but in doing so, with some sleight of hand exchange it for Vex to gain the better hand. You haven’t noticed him yet, or so it seems. So Percy casually walks up beside you, lets his hand drift to your back to draw your attention and when you look over your shoulder, whatever words he wanted to say, fall completely silent. His lips part but no words leave. You chuckle and rise fully, brush your fingers along his arm and press your lips to his in a greeting.

“Hello to you too.” You grin when you pull back and Percy’s somewhat come to his senses. You pass some coins to Vex who takes them with a ‘thank you, darling’ and keeps playing her card game with the druid.

“What was that for?”

“Well, I may or may not have lost a bet.” You lace your fingers with his and pull him along to the abandoned seats only to see yours has been dragged off to another table. You have half the mind to demand it back but haven’t had nearly enough to drink to start a tavern brawl this early into the night, so you just push Percy to sit in the remaining empty chair and sit yourself down across his lap.

“Do elaborate.” His arm wraps around your waist as you lean over the table to grab the bottle of wine and an empt glass. You pour a drink and hand it to him while Pike slides over your own glass and you wink a thanks. She raises her cup.

“Vex said you’d walk through the door willingly because you didn’t want to make a fool of yourself. I said Grog would drag you by the back of your coat while Scanlan loudly announced our esteemed presence to this good folk in song.” He gives you a disapproving look. You hide your smile behind your glass. “Oh please, not as if it would have been unlikely.” The look fades very slowly as it only puts more truth to your statement. Were it any other situation he might have been the victim of just such a scene.

“I don’t get it! Why do you always keep winning?” Keyleth hiccups and Pike and you share a look as the cleric quickly takes Keyleth’s cup, downs it, and fills it with water before putting it back in its previous place. You exchange a nod.

“That’s because she’s cheating.” Vex might as well have shot him then and there given the look Percy receives at his comment.

“Are you calling me a cheater, Percy?” Her eyes narrow leading you to interpose yourself between the two; an easily achieved feat given you’re in his lap. You tap his arm, telling him to let it go.

“I’m merely saying you apply different rules to the game than commonly accepted.”

“I knew Vex wasn’t cheating.” Grog mumbles but gets his bubble burst pretty quickly. He still doesn’t get it though. An argument ensues though none of it serious. Keyleth tries to steal a card from the deck using her druidcraft but doesn’t pan out well. To be fair, drunk Keyleth and magic use have not and will never go well together, Voice of the Tempest or not. Before you know it some other patrons rather rudely insists you and your friends take this elsewhere or they’ll make you. You should have known the moment Grog smiled, this wouldn’t end well. And in a matter of seconds a fight ensued. It spread like wildfire like any tavern brawl does. You let them fight it out, stay seated with Percy as you two clink your glasses together.

“So how has your day been?”

“Uneventful until now.” Percy speaks casually. “And yours?” You bite the inside of your cheek in the way he knows you to do when you’re trying to formulate a nice answer as opposed to a more unfiltered one.

“Eventful. Given our friends arrived a couple of hours ago. You’re welcome by the way. I managed to keep them from exploring the clocktower on their own.” You take a sip of your wine.

“Oh thank the gods.” He breathes in relief. You spared him a likely disaster. “How will I ever repay you?” He adds a bit more dramatically. Maybe it’s the wine. You laugh.

“Marry me?” Were he less schooled in proper etiquette he might have spewed across the table. He looks around but no caught on, they’re too occupied in the fight. You’re content being a witness for now it seemed. Percy worries you might have caught on somehow, that you might have figured it out but you don’t let anything show. “I’m joking. Partially. One day. If you ask nicely but for now, think we should help them out?” You gesture to the tavern-wide brawl and save the bottle you two were sharing before someone is thrown onto the table and pummelled right in the face by Pike.

“Yes. You’re probably right.” He blurts out and downs his whole glass. You down the last bit of your glass, a large swig from the bottle and get up. You offer your hand. Percy takes it as well as the bottle as you help him to his feet. He feels like he is going to need that booze to deal with the near heart attack you gave him but before he can take a swig of his own he’s forced to turn the bottle into a weapon. Quickly he turns it in his grasp and hits it over the head of some man charging for the both of you. The man didn’t see the blow coming and glass shatters along with the remaining liquid inside.

“What a waste of a perfectly good chardonnay.” You pout.

“I’ll get you a new one.” He’ll buy you a whole cellar’s worth if you want. He might actually…

“My hero.” You joke pulling Percy aside and aiming a high kick at the face of another drunkard coming for the two of you. You peck his cheeks before the fight continues and you’re no longer able to have this brief bubble of solitude. You’re in the fray now but you’re in it together. Together and you kick some ass. It’s magnificent and just as he had thought, it does feel like old times. You’re having a grand old time. He’s not ashamed to admit you saved his ass when he got a little sentimental and couldn’t shake a certain memory or simply stopped to admire your magnificence.

But all good things get even better when the guard shows up and Vox Machina ends up running like some juvenile troublemakers. The guards didn’t notice who you were and you doubt any of you look like the respected and well known group of heroes in this state and so you took advantage of this. Scram! You ran and enjoyed losing their trail but as a group of stumbling oafs that’s an incredibly difficult thing to do and so you separated. You stuck with Percy pulling him into alleyway and street though he could have pointed out the fastest and quickest way back to the castle. It’s his city after all but he enjoyed living in this moment and when you pushed him against the wall a couple of times pressing close to him while trying to cover your own giggles, you were simply adorable. He was going to make this moment last. By the time you got closer to the castle district you’d been going so long what little booze you had had all but faded.

“So how about we continue this inside over a bottle of true top shelf from Emon? I brought some from my last visit. I think you’ll appreciate the vintage.” The two of you begin to climb the stairs of Whitestone Castle.

“That’s a fantastic idea…” You nod satisfied with his answer. “There’s something I’ve been meaning to ask you…” Percy can feel the blood pumping in his ears, his entire body is pulsing. He feels short of breath, and everything is just chaos but so right at the same time. You look over the city.

“Did you hear that?” You wonder but Percy gently grabs your chin, turns you to face him and standing level with you; the castle to one side, the town to the other. This is it. This is the moment.

“Tonight was quite enjoyable. I’ve missed times like these. My fondest memories are in the trivial things. I couldn’t help but reminisce-“ You smile and bring your palm up to cup his cheek.

“Is that why you almost got a barrel to the head and thrown through a window? Because you got distracted?” You jest and peck your lips to his briefly brushing your thumb along his cheekbone.

“I’m trying to say something nice and you’re making a fool out of me.” He returns in jest.

“Okay okay. I’m listening. Please continue proclaiming your undying love for me.” He lets his fingers slip into your hair and gives an ever so light tug. “Oi!” You exclaim and roll your eyes at him but smile. You’ve had your fun. He knows you’re joking but little did you know in part that was very much his intention. The irony. He’ll forever hold it over your head. As you would want and expect him to do. He needs to keep you on your toes after all, or you might accuse him of slacking on the job.

“I’ve not been the partner I should have been for the last few days. I’m aware of my flaws and you have put up with them, you’ve scolded me for them and pulled me out of my own insanities. You keep me walking the path I did not ever think I could. I owe my life, my home, my world to you and I could not ever repay you for what you have given me. I feel my life would be duller without you in it. I’d be lost with out you. Perhaps it is selfish of me to think so but I would love to have you at my side, to be at your side for the rest of our lives.” Rarely does he get you speechless. You always have something to say, some witty remark, some teasing quip or just some input. He’s always welcomed it. He always will but now it is your turn stand there wide-eyed processing his words, lips parted ever so lightly. You had been stroking your thumb along his cheekbone before but your motions had frozen. You try to formulate a response and he awaits patiently.

“If you’re selfish then so am I. Let us be selfish together.” You smile and pull him into a deep kiss. He still hadn’t asked the question he intended to ask but he’ll take this moment. He gets caught up in it for a while until he breaks the kiss. He leans your head against his, reaches into his breast pocket. Your eyes dart to the side but you decide to ignore whatever caught your attention. He takes one of your hands and within it you feel something cold and metal.

“Will you marry me?” Percy breathes. This is not what he intended or how he intended it to go but he couldn’t wait. He couldn’t analyse it to death. He couldn’t plan every single detail. This, this was just perfect. No grand displays, no banquet or a fancy ball. Instead it was a night out with a tavern brawl and a run from the authorities. It was perfect and now here, on the steps of his home, at the root of his life in this moment he entangles it with you.

You look down, at the rings in your hand; two of them, one beautifully detailed but not ostentatious. The set stones are precious and enhance the design. The other is a slightly simpler version, more muted but still beautifully made. You’ve never seen anything like it. They’re unique and that’s when you realise what they’re made from. Your first job with Vox Machina. Percy had given his share to Vex as he always tended to do with his earnings. She resided over the finances. You’d come across a beautifully made silver broach, large and very ostentatious made from platinum and set with the most gaudy aquamarine and diamonds. You’d told him he should keep it; because you thought it matched his eyes and should he ever need a rainy day fund, that piece would make him a king for a day. He’d kept it. He’d kept it all these years. The stones had been cut down to smaller ones and the platinum melted to form the bands. They’re beautiful. They’re perfect and you know Percy well enough he would have trusted no jeweller with this task. He’d have trusted non but his own hands.

“You made these?” You ask enthralled as you pick up the simpler of the bands.

“Yes.” He’s practically shaking in anticipation. You take his hand, and place the ring around his finger.

“If you even for a single second-“ His heart beats so fast he thinks he might pass out. He’d almost be more content facing the Briarwoods as opposed to dealing with this stress.

“Of course I’ll marry you.” Percy feels like he can breathe again.

“Oh thank the gods. I thought I might have fainted.” He chuckles as he takes the remaining ring from your palm and places it on your own finger.

“I’d have caught you.” The image passes through his mind.

“Before or after you had a laugh?” He never said it was a graceful image.

“Can’t have my husband-to-be mess up his handsome face, now can I?” You grin and press your lips to his entwining your hands. That satisfying feeling; of that cold metal against your skin, and feeling it on his, that’s something out of this world you could not have begun to describe.

“Excuse me?! You were going to propose all this time and made us miss like half if it?” Scanlan pushes forward, clothes stained by you don’t even want to know what. “I would have made an awesome show! We could have had fireworks, music, hell, I’d even teach Grog an interpretive dance.”

“Intentrepative what now?” The goliath seems more focussed on the leaking barrel of ale on his shoulder.

“Wait you’re engaged? To who?” Keyleth clearly hasn’t sobered up yet and is leaning on Vex who just pats the girl’s arm.

“Let’s get you sobered up, Keyleth.” She begins dragging the druid past you and up to the palace but not without a quick “Congratulations.” and the implication of leaving you to enjoy your moment.

“I’m officiating.” Pike follows suit and begins ushering the others forward as well. You watch them make their way up the stairs.

“That’s our life in a nutshell, right there.” You claim.

“I couldn’t agree more.” He takes a step forward and your entwined hands urge you to join. You do without a moment of hesitation, unable to wipe that smile of your face. Neither can Percy by the looks of it. That’s okay. You can be fools tonight. You’ll be fools in the morning still and when people come knocking. You’ll tell them to fuck off and be fools a moment longer.

“You sure you want to spend the rest of your life with me?” You ask jokingly.

“Oh yes.” That’ll do.

#percy de rolo x reader #legend of vox machina x reader #vox machina x reader #critical role x reader #percival de rolo x reader #critical role #vox machina #legend of vox machina #percy de rolo #percival de rolo #critical role fanfiction #critical role fanfic

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thatfreak03 · 2 months ago

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(Sorry for any spelling, grammar, or drawing mistakes)

The update titled "Yellow Hoodies & Piggy Steeds: Phase 2.5!" from the BYEEE Multiverse Collection implied that Dipper would have a small crush on Sasha and the update titled "The Friendly Fighter: Phase 6 of BYEEE Campaign" implied that Sasha would have a small crush on Wendy. So, of course, I had to draw something based on that information.

#gravity falls #amphibia #dipper pines #wendy corduroy #sasha waybright #gravity falls dipper #gravity falls wendy #amphibia sasha #crossover #gravity falls mason #mason pines #alex hirsch's gravity falls #matt braly's amphibia #byeee multiverse collection

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kiyothequotequeen · 9 months ago

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The Runner Up (My Inner Demons)

This is originally from my Wattpad but since that's basically dead I'm uploading the story and future chapters here. Hopefully this fandom's not as dead as I think it is 🫠

f/f = favorite flavor

The noise of busy chatter could be heard all throughout the city with cars honking and the peoples chatter. I was walking quickly with a f/f bagel in one hand and my phone in the other pressed against my ear as I argued with my dad. "Dad I'm just saying! I think you should definitely let me help you campaign more! Ugh, I'm not gonna make you look like a fool." I took a bite out of my bagel as I listened to him continue to try and keep me out of his campaign. "Yeah. uh huh. Sure dad." I sighed as I stopped at the cross walk and squeezed my phone between my ear and shoulder as I pressed the pedestrian push-button before grabbing my phone again and rolling my eyes at my dad as I walked once the light said I could go. "Alright dad I've gotta go. I'm almost home and need to make sure Ava's up for her interview. Alright, kisses, bu-bye!" Once I hang up the phone I take one last bite of my bagel before putting my phone in my purse. I look over and see my apartment building and walk in quickly passing by the greeting desk with a "good morning," before heading towards the elevator. I press the up button and wait silently for it to open and when it does I watch as a mother and her daughter walk out as I smile at them. I sit in the elevator after clicking my floor number and rummaging through my purse, searching for my apartment keys. Once I find them, the doors open and I walk out and head for the end of the hallway to the apartment opposite of mine. I pull out my keys and instead of pulling out my key, I pull the spare of my friend Ava's and push it through the lock before turning it and heading into her apartment.

"Ava! Are you up yet?" I call out as I place my purse on the stand near her front door as I walk further into her apartment. Feeling something against my legs I look down quickly and see it's just Johnny. "Hi Johnny. Have you eaten yet?" I ask as I caress his back a few times and look over at his empty food bowls. "Ava!" Once I call out the second time her bedroom door opens and she walks out still in her pajamas and on the phone. 'Is this girl serious right now?' Is all I could think. She has an interview in less than half an hour and she's not even ready. Right as I get ready to speak up, she puts up a finger telling me to hold on as she continues to talk. I place my hand on my hip as I scoff and roll my eyes before walking to her couch and sitting down with my arms crossed. I wait until I hear her say, "I'm hanging up now, byeee," before I look at her over the couch and speak. "You're a real piece of work, Ava." She rolls her eyes at me and groans.

"It's too early to deal with life," She groans out and slumps as I get up from the couch and grab Johnny's bowl. "Yeah well you should at least deal with your cat." I wave the food bowl in front of her as she stares at it before her eyes light up like she has a great idea. "Give me a second!" She runs over to the fridge before grabbing a pizza box and bringing over a slice of pizza and placing it in Johnny's bowl. I stare at her in disbelief before throwing my hands up and leaning against the couch. "You never seize to amaze me." She smiles as if it was a compliment and I sigh before looking at a clock on her wall. "Oh yeah, you have an interview soon, genius."

"Huh?" She looks at her phone with wide eyes before throwing it on the couch and running to her room while yelling profanities. I sigh as I sit on the couch again and grab my phone from my skirt pocket and start scrolling through the news and seeing my dads rival all over while he's only there every once in a while.

Ava rushes out of her room, finally dressed, and begins talking asking where her things are. "My phone?" I hold up her phone and she quickly takes it.

"Wallet?" "By my purse at the door."

"Um I think that's it! Okay bye Johnny be good and just try the pizza, it's good for you! And bye Y/n, thank you!" Before I could say anything more she rushes for the door and opens it but I don't hear her close it. I turn my head towards the door and heard she was talking to someone. I listened a bit closely and realized she was talking to Jake. I didn't like him too much. I had no reason to hate him I just thought he was a little weird. "She thinks it's creepy when you come to her door and no one else's to collect rent, dingus," I mumbled under my breathe as I heard them talking about it. A few minutes later I hear the door shut before not even two minutes later it opens again. And Ava rushes back inside. "You forget something?" "Trash!" She called out before grabbing the garbage and running back out and slamming the door behind her.

"Shit! She forgot her keys!" It's not too late to catch her so I rush to the door, grabbing her keys along with my purse and run out the door making sure to lock it behind me.

Once I get downstairs I run out the door and head to the back alleyway where the garbage is. I pause once I realize Ava is talking to someone. Or more so multiple people and it doesn't sound much like talking as it does arguing. I reach into my purse and grab the pepper spray I always have on me. I hold my purse to my side tightly as I slowly and as quietly as possible sneak around the corner to immediately be confused by what I see. I see 5 men in weird, mythical looking clothing and they all have different colored horns and one of them, the biggest, holding Ava with a sword in her hand as some other guy yells, "Peaceful evasive maneuvers!" until he puts the sword back in its sheath and places her on a tree. I can't help but stifle a laugh at the sight. I walk a bit closer, behind a guy with white hair as I sweep my leg into the back of his knees causing him to fall and yelp, grabbing the attention of everyone there. I point the pepper spray down at him as he looks up at me with a confused look. "What is that?" I look over at a orange haired guy who was pointing and looked frightened by what I was holding. 'Have they seriously never seen pepper spray?' I'm a little caught off guard by him that I don't realize the man once under me is now behind me until he wraps his arm around my waist tightly and holds a curved knife right against my throat. I see two of the guys freak out a bit while the one with dark blue horns and some other guy with white horns yell at the one behind me. I sigh in disbelief that I'm actually about to do this.

Is he that dangerous? I mean he does have a knife to my throat and these guys do have real weapons, so I guess so. I quickly cover my eyes and hold my breath as I raise the hand with the pepper spray to face his face and spray causing him to drop me as he starts yelling and rubbing his eyes. I quickly get back up and cough a few times and rub my eyes before I look down at him and then back over at the others. "Get her down, now." They look frightened, threatened, and angered but they whisper among themselves before the one with white horns points his hand at the tree Ava's on before it suddenly bursts into flames. She falls and I look at the tree with my jaw dropped.

"Did... You just..." Ava mutters out before turning around towards the man while the dark blue horned one yelled at him. "Prince Asch! Do not use your magic on such trivial matters!"

'Magic?' These guys can't be human. No human I've ever met can do something like that. I continue to stare in awe as this 'Prince Asch' guy started talking. "The next words that come out of your mouth better be-" he was suddenly cut off by Ava grabbing one of his horns and pulling. Suddenly all the guys there gasped and I couldn't help but feel like she had just done something risky. "How indecent!" "In public?!" I look at each one as they yell in fright and the biggest guy covers the orange haired ones eyes. "Hey!" The white horned one suddenly stands up straight, Ava releasing her grip on his horns, and she mutters out, "They're real... heh..." He angrily spits out, "How dare you!" As his response. "I knew I should've slept in today..." She begins to chuckle before suddenly falling over and passing out. "Oh my god!" I cover my mouth before rushing over to Ava and getting on my knees beside her. "You... Killed it."

"No... N-No I didn't!" The prince Asch guy sputters out at the accusation while I sign. "You idiots, she's not dead. Just unconscious." I stare up at them as the dark horned one begins to think. "This is your guys fault, y'know, so..." I bite my nail thinking if I really want these guys coming into our apartment building, much less into one of our apartments. I sigh knowing I won't be able to carry her by myself. "So you're carrying her to her apartment." One of them questions what the hell is an apartment but I don't answer. "We should establish a base of operations when we get there." The dark blue horned guy says to Prince Asch. I groan as I begin to lift Ava up and struggle. "Hello? I said you'd be carrying her so... Wanna come help maybe??" I glare at them, but especially the biggest guy, indicating for him to come lift her. He does just that and comes over and lifts her and places her over his shoulder like a bag of firewood. I stare for a second in shock before collecting myself. I grab my purse from by the tree and wave for them to follow behind me as I begin leading them to Ava's apartment.

'God I hope this doesn't last long...'

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Hi! I hope you enjoyed this first chapter of 'The Runner Up' and it would be great to hear some feedback of what you think! Later on as I write more chapters I'll begin to link them all on here of like a master list if I can. :)

#wattpad #my inner demons #aphmau #dead fandom #pierce #prince asch #noi #rhys #lief #y/n

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gintheshootingstar · 1 month ago

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NEWS: apparently he would need at least 200 people to order it as it would be to expensive to produce and we where at 32 NOT 19, yeah go figure since it would be a big one. So now it is removed, there better come something else up instead. A simple belos figure would be more then enough or a possesed hunter one.

He even deleted the post from profile

He promised something for the TOH fans if we hit that last strech goal and now what are we left with 😭

If he doesn't, then I just feel lied to, TOH gets left behind in this campaign....

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Where are my belos lovers at O.O

The link for the collection is right here and see all the other goodies 😍

byeee-multiverse-collection

We need at least 22 more for it to be made and damn do i need it 8D

And also so we get maybe another TOH figure in the works before it closes 🙏 The TOH FANDOM IS STRONG 😍💪

#the owl house #kaiju belos #toh #belos figure #multiverse collection #toh belos

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submission4 · 1 year ago

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The Stalker

Julie had come up with a poetic punishment for her foot fetishist stalker after luring the creep into the hotel room she had hired especially for the purpose before overpowering the shocked man with a swift display of the karate and jiu-jitsu she had been practicing ever since the weirdo’s campaign of harassment had begun. “I’m sure you can come up with a suitably convincing explanation for the chambermaids in the morning, pal.” Julie smiled as she zipped up her tight fitting boots over the sheer pantyhosed legs that had been so crucial in enticing her tormentor into her trap. She noticed with satisfaction that the way she had tied him meant the perv was unable to catch a glimpse of her nyloned feet as she booted up.

As for foot worshipping Brian, he found being up close and personal with the footwear belonging to the object of his fascination was not as fun as he had dreamed. Bound tightly to a chair with ropes, squeezed against will into thigh length leather boots (‘how do girls stand wearing these things?’ he wondered to himself glumly after Julie had forced them over his legs before tying them together), gagged and with Julie’s heels wrapped under his nose or pushed into his groin, he found his fetish was slowly seeping away in the midst of his abject humiliation at the hands of the little minx he had been following for the last three months. Almost choking at the odour arising from the shoes, Brian was hardly listening when Julie finally stood up. “I’ll leave you to it, pervert,” she said cheerily, “and let the ladies behind the desk know you will settle the bill in the morning. Byeee!”

With that, the hotel room door clicked shut and the bound and gagged stalker was left to a miserable and ignominious night on his own.

Source: BondishBoys.com

#strong women #adventures #prisoner #man tied up by woman #captured #female vengeance #man humiliated by woman

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curemarky745 · 3 months ago

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I asked my dad for one of the pyramid pin thingys ( the Amphibia side) from the Byeee campaign and well… he bought the whole set… I DONT KNOW HOW TO FEEL ABOUT THIS IM GRATEFUL BUT ALSO GUILTY

#Dude I’m kinda scared what will happen if I ask for the Anne figure #he’s probably gonna buy the other two also #I FEEL SO BAD MAN

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grunklejam · 3 months ago

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THE BYEEE! Collection - by Studio Bad Egg

KICKSTARTER CAMPAIGN LAUNCHES OCTOBER 5TH

Super proud to announce that I'm the writer of this campaign, its narrative and product descriptions. This landmark Kickstarter combines the worlds of Gravity Falls, Amphibia and The Owl House into a cataclysmic meeting of unlikely families, taking on a singular evil.

Beyond being full of Alex, Dana and Matt-approved concepts and artwork, this campaign will include...

Drumroll.

An 8" tall Stanford Pines figure, on an infinity-mirror base - complete with multidimensional palismans and a Sprig on his back. I want you to take a quick look at your ruler. 8" is one big figurine!

I'm pleased to say I've consulted on a LOT of designs for this campaign, too, and it's shaping up to be incredible. The Stan figure is even more unwieldy in his awesomeness, but we're not quite ready to show him yet.

Other planned merchandise includes:

An 8" tall Stan Pines figurine that's ready to kick ass. And might be slightly manipulated to impress his ex-wife.

A set of four pins that assemble into a tetrahedron - complete with every series' creator commemorated in its base.

A 6" tall figure of each of the Calamity Trio!

A 6" tall Hooty figure!

And much more!

Studio Bad Egg have been a pleasure to work with, and the narrative is shaping up to being super funny, showcasing unfettered love and affection for the silly little cartoons we know and love so well.

You don't want to miss out on this. Trust me.

#gravity falls #gravity falls fandom #stan pines #grunkle stan #gravity falls merch #studio bad egg #grunkle ford #stanford pines #Kickstarter #Alex Hirsch #Dana Terrace #Matt Braly

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dipperpines-kin · 2 months ago

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Good news for those who still need time to save for the BYEEE Campaign or want Cipher Cult stuff. The Backerkit will run for a month after the campaign ends, and will feature most of the Cipher Cult items as well as the BYEEE stuff. Comment what your wanting and i can let you know if it will be on the backerkit!

#gravity falls #studio bad egg #byeee campaign #cipher cult collection #backerkit #indigogo

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mervardent · 1 year ago

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And the butterfly flew over their heads

Nick on AO3: MervArdent

Ship: Hu Tao/Xiao

Characters: Hu Tao, Xiao, mentioned: Liyue&Inazuma characters, Traveler, Paimon

Tags: fluff and angst, angst and humor, angst, angst and romance, angst and feels, teasing, character's death, bittersweet ending

Xiao was sitting on the roof of Wangshu Inn when he saw Hu Tao in the distance. It wasn’t the first time when she played hide-and-seek with Dusky Ming while he was silently watching. With his duties as an adepti, he couldn’t always give the ghost girl all the attention she needed. He appreciated how Hu Tao was taking care of her from time to time.

Ming chuckled, revealing her location.

"Gotcha!" Hu Tao jumped over the bushes and started chasing Ming. One chuckle joined the other.

Xiao smiled a little.

The director stopped. She turned back to Wangshu Inn and looked at it. At its top, to precise. He knew she couldn’t see him, not from this distance and through leaves. Did she somehow sense his presence? Or maybe just some random thought appeared in her mind?

"Xiao."

Should he come to her? Or rather... did he want to come? Well, maybe, just a little…

"Xiao, I know you’re there."

He teleported next to her.

"You called?"

"Aiya, I didn’t think you’re actually at Wangshu Inn. Have you finished your patrol?"

He crossed his arms.

"Was that a bluff?"

"Of course it was! But you’re asking about the I know you’re there or the I didn’t think you’re actually here part?"

He sighed.

"Why did you call? Does Ming need something?"

She looked at him with sparkle in her eyes.

"Can’t I just want to see you?"

He turned around.

"Well, just remember to return to the inn on time. It starts to get dark."

"Hey, don’t go away just like this!" She pointed her finger at him. "If you don't want something bad to happen to me so badly, let’s go there together! You can’t say no."

"I can."

"Nanana, I can’t hear you! Bye, Ming, we’re goiiing, byeee!"

She grabbed his arm and started walking vigorously to the inn. It was sudden enough to almost make him fall over. Practically imperceptible fraction of a second of weakness. Xiao caught up with her in a blink of an eye. He could just teleport both of them, he knew it and so did she, but he let her take the lead.

"How long are you staying here?"

"For tonight. No, for breakfast. Unless I get kicked out during the campaign. In that case, I'll take the takeout."

"Campaign?"

"You know, I’m here in the first place to advertise Wangsheng Funeral Parlor. It’s dangerous here, after all! People want discounts on our coffins!"

"I don’t think so."

"And that’s why I’m the one thinking here!"

"I’ll tell Mrs. Goldet you’ll need a takeaway."

"Aiya, why you don’t believe in me?"

He believed in her, just… not in this matter. But he couldn’t say it.

"Because of how you act."

"Oh, how do I act?"

He shook his head.

"We’re almost there. I can’t show myself near humans."

She grabbed his cheek. He didn’t flinch.

"Don’t change the topic, it’s annoying. Only I can do it!"

"You’re the annoying one."

"But you like me." She smiled mischievously.

"Despite this, not because of it."

"Sure, sure, say what you want."

"I really need to go."

"Answer my question first. How do I act?"

He sighed. This woman…

"Recklessly. Childishly and then seriously out of a sudden. Loudly. Unbearably."

"Hey, don’t you have any nice words? You should know some after all these years!"

"Well, you’re entertaining and humorous, does it count? Now I need to go."

Xiao didn’t wait for her response. He spent the rest of the night at his place, except for the moment he left a note to prepare Hu Tao takeaway food. Before the yaksha felt asleep, he watched the night sky in silence. At some point he raised his hand to his cheek – because of a reason unknown to him.

As he expected, Hu Tao needed to go back earlier. The guests didn’t really like her campaign. However, for some reason she didn’t take the takeaway, and Xiao cared about this fact a little more than he expected. He brushed it off and returned to his duties.

"What are you doing here?"

"I'm giving you company."

Xiao turned his head. The Lantern Rite was about to start. Since he came here in the first place, he wanted to enjoy it, not miss it because of some pointless conversation. She wouldn’t come back anyway.

"Who told you I’m here?"

"A friendly little ghost." Hu Tao sat next to him, on the bare ground. The city was perfectly visible from the hill.

"This was a serious question."

"And this was a serious answer."

He knew it wouldn’t make any sense to keep asking. They were just sitting in silence, looking out for the first lantern wandering in the sky. The grass smelled a little more intense than usual, the insects were making slighty louder noises.

They weren’t that far from the city, yet it looked like some separate ecosystem. Or rather… Xiao saw a few times this kind of souvenir looking like a glass ball with some small buildings and figures inside it. When you shook it, the tiny pieces of paper looked like falling snow. Liyue Harbor from this perspective, with its colorful lights, ships looking like toys and small, blurred silhouettes reminded him of this souvenir. All it lacked were these pieces of paper.

Which soon appeared. First, he saw only a few flying lights, far enough to mistake them for stars if they only didn’t move. In a moment, there were dozens, hundreds, maybe even thousands of lanterns in all possible shapes.

"It was the Traveler."

He looked away from the sky and peeked at Hu Tao. Her eyes were focused on Liyue Harbor, the body relaxed. A peaceful aura surrounded her.

"Paimon, to precise. The Traveler, as always, wasn’t talking much. This overgrown dragonfly is physically unable to keep her mouth shut when she actually wants to."

His gaze returned to the sky.

"Why a dragonfly of all things?"

"No idea. It was the first that came to my mind."

Neither of them said anything else. Xiao flinched a little, when Hu Tao braided her fingers with him. However, she acted like nothing happened, so he decided to do the same. It was… a good Lantern Rite.

Carrying the sleeping Hu Tao back to her home was a little problematic, though.

At this point, their random meetings didn’t even feel random anymore. Everytime he, more or less consciously, wanted to see her, she appeared out of nowhere like a mist. In one moment it’s only you, you can’t sense anything, then – you notice her cape or hat. Maybe being around ghosts so often made her somewhat similar to them.

There were much weirder things in his life that he treated as something obvious and ordinary. He could as well add Hu Tao’s behavior to the pull.

"Sit down, sit down." Without any greeting, she patted the second half of the stone she was sitting at. He jumped on it after a second of hesitation.

The forest was excessively quiet. Not in a something dangerous is about to happen way, but rather just something is about to happen. Xiao found this scenario even worse. It’s harder to prepare for something without anything specific to it. You know you need to get your weapon when something dangerous is about to happen, but what should you do when it’s just something?

"What are we waiting for?"

"Huh? Are we waiting?" Hu Tao looked genuinely surprised. "Well, you could say we wait for the… how people call that?... the grim reaper?"

"Someone like this doesn’t exist."

"They don’t." She nodded her head in agreement. "It’s just a personification of human fears. It would be rather cool to have someone like this, though, don’t you think? A nice, all-knowing creature that helps you get to the other side."

"Aren’t you a person like this?"

"To some extent." Hu Tao pulled her knees up to her chin. "Say, Xiao, do you have fears like these?"

"You yourself called them human fears. For the adepti, death is something highly necessary, a redemption."

"So you’re kinda waiting for it, right?"

"Maybe. What about you?"

"Not much thought put into it. It will come in due time, whenever it will be." Hu Tao pointed to a branch of a nearby tree. "Finally," she whispered.

Xiao looked at it. He noticed a cocoon. Big, colorful wings teared it apart. A butterfly was slowly leaving its old home.

"So we were actually waiting for something, after all?" he asked quietly.

"I was waiting for the butterfly to come out. What were you waiting for, again?" Xiao couldn’t really tell if Hu Tao was serious or just joking. He looked back at the butterfly.

What was he waiting for?

"Look, it’s flying away!" Hu Tao stood up and tilted dangerously.

"Be care-"

She put her leg wrong. Before he thought about it, Xiao caught her in his arms. They fell on the moss and rolled a bit. Hu Tao landed on him.

"I expected someone like you to pay more attention to the surroundings."

"Sorry, sorry."

He thought she will immediately get up, but it didn’t happen. The wind blew slightly, and the butterfly flew over their heads. Hu Tao sighed.

"Is everything alright?" Xiao flinched when she raised her head a little – just enough to look at him, but still being unusually close.

"If I say no, will we stay like this?"

He rolled his eyes.

"Get off me."

"You can get me off yourself in any moment, you know? You’re stronger."

He knew it. He just didn’t want to admit that he liked it the way it was. And he knew Hu Tao was well aware of this. It was evident in her smile.

He hated that smile. He loved that smile.

Hu Tao leaned over him even more.

"Ta-"

"Let’s not think for a minute, shall we?"

His last thought was that she looked beautiful, and then he granted her request. He stopped thinking and began to feel. And it definitely took longer than a minute.

Who were they now for each other, exactly?

Xiao had no idea. That’s why he tried to avoid her and figure it out alone.

Obviously, he failed at this attempt.

Even more obviously, she wasn’t happy with all of this.

"Found ya!"

Xiao heard her footsteps earlier. However, he hesitated if he should hide from her once again. This second of thinking was enough for Hu Tao to catch up with him.

"It’s normal for me to be in Dihua Marsh, of course you would find me here sooner or earlier. Why do you look so proud of yourself?"

Hu Tao glared at the yaksha.

"Aiya, who said you can’t be proud of your small achievements? Especially when it was actually quite hard! I didn’t see you in ages. Is there any reason for this?"

Was she serious?

Xiao for a moment wondered if that night was just a dream. Maybe he imagined all of this? To be fair, the more time passed, the more it felt like it. Like some weird dream that was putting blush on his face every single time he thought about it. And he thought a lot, more than he would like to admit. Maybe he just ate expired almond tofu that day and his mind was playing tricks on him?

No. No way.

He crossed his arms.

"Yes, there is a reason."

"Oh? And what is it?"

"You know."

"No, I don’t."

He scowled at her. She didn’t look as if it made an impression on her.

"You enjoy it?"

"Kinda." She got closer to him. "Tell me, how people are supposed to know what you want if you won’t tell them?" She backed away. "So, Xiao, what is the reason, again?"

He turned back.

"Forget it."

"Nah, I won’t. Gonna find you again and ask the same question. I have time."

"Not that much."

He shouldn’t say this. He really shouldn’t.

Silence hung between them. Xiao didn’t want to be there but… he didn’t want to leave it like this either. He just stood there, not sure what to say.

"Oh." Hu Tao took a few steps forward. She stared in Xiao’s eyes. He managed to not look away. "So this is the true reason. I knew there’s more to it."

"More to what?"

"Look, maybe I haven’t been living for two thousand years… but you don’t need to if you want to guess why someone avoids you after a situation like this. Especially when you know this person quite well. Honestly, I just wanted to hear you say it… At first, at least. After more though put into it, I was sure there’s another reason. So… the reason is time." She tilted her head slightly.

"You could say this. Humans life spans are very short, comparing to adepti."

"Oh, so you look that far to the future?"

"Why wouldn’t I?" Xiao snorted. "Why would I even think about… starting something like this without considering the possibility that it might last this long? You should take things like this more serious."

"Yeah, probably I should. So… what do you want to do about it?" She pointed her finger at his chest.

He raised his eyebrows.

"What do I want to do?"

"It would be pretty selfish to make a decision like this myself when you would be the one mostly dealing with it. I may be kinda selfish, bu not this selfish."

He sighed.

"What about the karmic debt?"

"This isn’t actually a problem. You know my family can handle it better than most humans. Actually, I could even help you a little with it. And it’s not like either of us would leave our duties, we wouldn’t meet often enough for side effects to kick in." She put her finger to her chin. "Not everyone would be happy with something like this, but we aren’t everyone, are we?"

Xiao looked at her in silence. Several dozen years at best and she will go away. Did he really want to get so close with such a fragile being?

It will hurt. It will hurt no matter what he chooses.

Hu Tao was incredibly good at hiding her true intentions and emotions. And yet, Xiao was able to see something in her eyes. Uncertainty of tomorrow. Willingness to accept his every decision, even though it will be difficult even for her.

"We can try, I guess."

A big smile showed on her face.

"Good! It’s settled, then!" She had left a brief kiss on his lips before started jumping towards Wangshu Inn.

Hu Tao always looked younger than she actually was. That’s why it was easy to almost forget she won’t stay the same forever.

At that time, she had her first wrinkles caused by laugh and a few silver hairs here and there. As always, she just came unannounced. For some reason, through the window. Xiao later wished he had asked her why: why she was doing all these weird things that didn’t make any sense. Not like she would give him a satisfactory answer. Probably she just felt like it.

"Don’t get the window sill dirty." He looked up at her from the letter he was writing to this silly oni he once met. However, he had no illusions that Itto would read it himself. Xiao could see with his mind as he ran with the letter to his unofficial guardian. He smiled a little.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever. There’s something more important!"

"No campaigns. Since Mrs. Goldet learned what’s between us, I get some scolding for you."

"Aiya, aiya, I thought we’re partners in crime!" Hu Tao sat at the sill.

"Since when?"

"Try to guess!"

He continued writing the letter.

"Boo, what a bore! I’m not here because of this, though. It’s about Dusky Ming!" She immediately changed her vigorous tone to a more serious one. "She’s ready to go."

Xiao looked at her again.

"How do you know?"

"She told me it! Plus, you feel things like this, you know? Wanna talk with her this last time?"

Xiao put down his writing tools.

"Yes, I want to. I’ll be there in a moment."

"Great! She would be really disappointed if you didn’t come!" Hu Tao jumped off the sill. Xiao heard her steps on the roof.

"Don’t hurt yourself!"

"Sure, sure," she answered, definitely without acting more careful in her mind.

Xiao stood up. Well, he could treat this farewell as a preparation, right? Some practice. With every said goodbye the next one should be easier.

Who was he kidding?

She looked beautiful.

No matter how much her body has changed, she still looked beautiful in his eyes. It was his Hu Tao, even if time silvered her dark brown hair, added wrinkles on her face and some orange spots on her hands.

Honestly, the only thing Xiao hated was how he looked exactly the same. Why couldn’t they grow old together? After the end, was he supposed to pretend it was all just a long dream and move on? Cruel.

"Xiao."

He was sitting on the edge of her bed when she tightened her hand on his.

"Yes?"

"I feel like it will be soon."

He didn’t say anything.

"Could I have a request?"

"Of course."

"Have fun."

He looked at her with wide open eyes.

"Excuse me?"

"No don’t forget me or live for me nonsense here. I know you won’t forget and that you would take the second one as a duty. Just have fun untill we meet again, okay?"

He gulped.

"Okay. I will… have fun."

"Nice. I have no plans in returning from the other side, so better don’t give me reasons to haunt you. Understood?"

"Understood."

"Perfect. So… See ya."

"…See ya."

Hu Tao closed her eyes. Both of them knew she won’t open them. The peaceful look on her face somehow made him calm. He didn't stop squeezing her hand even when she relaxed hers. A stray black and red butterfly flew through the open window.

She looked as if she was sleeping. He wondered where she was right now. Already on the other side or going there?

The wind blew slightly, and the butterfly flew over his head. Xiao sighed.

"See ya."

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