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selfcontainedunivcrse · 4 months ago
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WOE QND PLAGUE BE UPON YE 🏷️🍳 RC, 🧸😍cVwoop, 📊 for both
🏷️: What is their full name? Do any of their names have any special meaning? How did you come up with them?
Its full name is Release Candidate! RC stands for this. It fits in with the naming scheme of Proto, which was what I settled on for Vwoop1/Web1Vwoop/Etc, which is named Proto because it’s a reference to Prototype + Prophetbot from Oneshot!
Why these guys? Minor spoilers 4 the true end of Oneshot (just this paragraph). There is a robot that is made to be the tutorial guide at the beginning of the game, who is basically treated as one of three children of a major figure in the game. It is specifically a robot who is humanlike / not bound to programming because it has been taught how to have meaningful relationships with humans. And I cannot remember why because it’s been actual years since I’ve done a full playthru I rlly need to again o7 But. It is replaced with Prophetbot. This is Prophet’s description. And while Vwoop isn't like this the whole intent of it ...
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It isn’t quite analogous but the Oneshot robot thing (+ as Oneshot is in many places inspired by Little Prince, which I also need to reread) is big inspiration for everything behind a lot of how I like to interpret Minecraft and Roleplay Rules and specifically “mob children” (picking that baby piglin to be my Minecraft son type thing, which is relevant because this happened to Proto). 
But, uh, RC.
Well. Since I had Prototype, if I was going to differentiate, I’d want to keep with the programming theme, right, especially more as I’d gotten into Seren as a modder specifically and doing more worldbuilding about magic as modding and programming the game, and had an even stronger interest in meta stuff, and.
Well. I couldn’t. Call it Vwoop Alpha. Or Beta. There are implications. So it’s a Release Candidate! Also RC takes its meta-name due to like, seeing the horrors, and RC is snappy and easy, and it doesn’t really tell anyone what its name means? So just an acronym is very easy to use. RC :3.
(Ironically, it’s the most like it’s “supposed” to be, in-universe, cVwoop would be the “unstable” version but cVwoop is My favourite version because I can be biased :3. My Vwop. I think if I chose a thematic name for it it would be Vwoop Nightly/Nightly Build, because it is the most volatile and like. changes as a person due to the things around it. But I like it just being Vwoop shrug)
🍳: Are they good at cooking? Do they like to? Why and how did they learn to cook, or, if they didn't, why didn't they?
RC can cook. I think it likes to, even, but not really like. Substantially. Because see. On the server it originated from there was the mod Spice of Life, which gives different “food diversity points”. And it doesn’t really cook for that at all, so I like to think it just kind of makes. The equivalent of snacks. It cooks breads and sweets.  It eats whatever it needs to to minmax but it’s kind of scrunching its nose at some things – such is the play. When it makes a world, it is NOT adding Spice of Life.
However, Popcorn taught it how to cook, and also is the one feeding it all of the minmaxxer food. They cook together sometimes, or RC helps him gather mass amounts of ingredients to meal prep. 
🧸: What was their favorite childhood toy and why?
The first Ranboo plushie it made itself. It has made more, and more plushies in this world. But for a little while it would carry it like a safety blanket :]. It loves… Ran Boo.
😍: What traits, physical and/or mental, do they find attractive in other people?
The question probably means in like, romantic/sexual attraction but Vwoop is incredibly aroace. It has a love interest and is happy about this and is happy w/ Finch Specifically, but this does originate because it lives in a society. It’s even had all of these complexes without properly articulating that this is what it wants from fae. Which is even more what you’re supposed to do, it’s read a book before! That’s the whole point of the dating phase!!  It does, however, think that people are joking and/or lying and/or overexaggerating that attraction exists. But people are strange, so.
With that out of the way platonically it so has a type. It is deeply endeared by eccentrics and people who it views as competent. It also likes it when people aren’t as concerned as it with social propriety, too, even though it doesn’t express this (they do not make it feel more scared to be alive). As a whole honestly it just likes people that can make it feel safe? It likes loyalty (a normal amount) and it likes being able to trust people. 
📊: What is their best stat? What is their worst/dump stat? How do these affect how you roleplay as them?
This is kind of backwards since MCRP, but here is what stats I think they would have Because of how I rp them. 
I think both of them would have really high dexterity due to being small and not stopping moving. I think RC is a bit more conscious of this because its forced to be a physical fighter (large servers have too much lag to effectively use a bow, which is depressing and cruel). It definitely tries to control space when it fights, especially in environments with scary magic weapons that Do Effects To You. I would place it as having high strength as well, but its not confident in its ability to fight through Magic Nonsense, so movement is generally more relevant.
I had to ask my resident dnd player actually about cVwoop but xe confirmed that I was right in thinking Vwoop’s highest stat would probably be charisma? Its best skill is absolutely the ability to convince people of things, and to kind of control its reputation as Nice.
Both of their dump stat is wisdom, for the same reason of having about two years’ experience in this whole being alive thing.
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poguehearted77 · 15 days ago
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Portugal Nights
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Pairing: Actress! Reader x Drew Starkey
Portugal Nights-> The day was tense. Rehearsals were much more heated than the lines intended and the thin rubber band of restraint holding you both apart was bound to snap, and it finally does.
This belongs to my OBX Season 5: Payback For Maybank Series
These can be read in any order!
smut: lots of making out (they've both needed this forever lol), oral sex (f! and m! receiving) , heavy petting, hickeys, shower sex, hand holding, protected sex and unprotected :( , drew is so pussy whipped omg, just passionate sex tbh, sex everywhere?? lmao.
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"Action!"
Rafe paces back and forth in the abandoned dungeon-like room with his hands on his head, plotting desperately. You're surrounded by nothing but eroding walls, stained with foreign substances. There's dried blood on the floor that adds slight resistance with every lift of his heel.
You fume silently every time you look at the tall blonde who can't seem to stand still. You reflect on how he got you both in this mess in the first place and your eyes roll reflexively.
Earlier today, a little before dawn you and the pogues had just docked in Portugal, wasting no time to try to find Finch's fortress so you could find Groff, but you were being followed.
You noticed it first around sunset but kept it to yourself not wanting to distract the pogues from the objective of the mission in case you were wrong.
You'd all set up camp a little outside the city, not wanting to catch the attention of any civilians. However, you didn't rest. Not when you knew trackers tend to get a little careless as the sun slips below the horizon. Relying on the shadows of darkness to conceal their footprints and hide their silhouettes.
"I'm gonna scope the area a bit," You said, flipping your signature steel weapon up in the air and catching it coolly as you entered the darkness of the shrubs and out of sight. "I'm goin' after her." Rafe declares, already trailing behind you as Sarah calls for him but it falls on deaf, determined ears.
He's trekking closely behind you, so you stop walking and convey your message without even turning to face him. "Another step closer Rafe and I swear to god they'll have to dislodge steel from places you can't even name." He doesn't back down, nor does he step closer.
"I don't trust you." He says, and you scoff. "I don't care, Rafe," You finally turn, "Why don't you do us both a favour and go back to the others, yeah? I got this." For a moment he goes silent, almost like he didn't know what to say.
"No comeback? No insult?-" You start, always looking for a fair fight with him.
"Shut up." Rafe snaps back, stepping closer to you and your arms crossed while you plant your feet firmly where they are, refusing to let anything about the rich boy intimidate you.
"Looks like I finally got under your skin-" It's all a blur when he suddenly cups a hand over your mouth to silence you, "Will you shut the fuck up?" His words are delivered in a harsh whisper as his eyes scan your surroundings suspiciously.
At that moment, there was no Piper and Rafe. It's you and Drew. He met yours with a wild gaze, something unhinged about the way he was looking at you. Not as sincere and admirable as the longing stares from across the room that you're used to--no, this was something much more perilous.
"You hear that?" He whispers, softer this time. There's another rustle in the bushes around you. Shit.
With your backs turned and the area being so dark, the opposers use the darkness to their advantage and strike you both in the back of the head, knocking you out cold.
Which brings you to where you are now.
"For the love of god, will you stop the back and forth? You're driving me insane." You exclaim from where you rest against the contaminated walls.
"Listen," He now stalks to you slowly, like a predator approaching its prey. "I'm a proactive type of person. I'm not just gonna sit on my ass all day and let Finch come back and kill us!"
"Us? This didn't have to involve you! Maybe if you'd just taken that stick out of your ass for once and stayed with the group you could've saved yourself the trouble." Kicking yourself off the wall, you shout as loud as you can but he doesn't flinch.
Rafe's chest heaves rapidly, trying to calm himself down. "Well we're here now, and If I'm ever gonna make it back home, I have to get out of here alive."
You stand still, silent. Analyzing his features and expression, but your silence makes him uncomfortable and it etched across his face,
"Who is she?" The question is simple, and straightforward, yet far too complicated for Rafe to understand.
"What?" He questions.
Over the last few days you'd spent near the pogues, you'd gotten to know most of them quite well. All except Rafe that is.
"Your dad is dead, your little sister and your money are under your stepmother's possession. What do you have to go back to? Who is drawing you back?" He gulps, his defences crumbling evidently as his shoulders slumped.
For once, he didn't fight you on it.
Sofia. That's the name he shares with you and a little about their recent argument.
"Jus' don't tell anyone, alright? I don't need the others knowing more than they should." You shrug, "I have no reason to tell them about your cute wittle wove story." You couldn't stop yourself from teasing him.
Rafe charges towards you in anger with a glint of jest. You try to run backwards, away from him but your shoe is bound to the floor credit to the various adhesives meant to replicate stains and puddles.
By the time Drew realizes you aren't moving, it's too late and his body is already colliding with yours. Tangling together and sending you both tumbling to the ground with Drew between your legs and his head buried in the side of your neck.
You can hear the blood pumping in your ears. Drew's body completely covering yours on set in front of the crew should have you rolling out from underneath him and returning to reality, but no. There you lay, daring to glance into the piercing blue eyes that were already staring at you.
You take into account the notes of his cologne as they intermingle with the detergent of his clothes. The combination clouds your judgement and sends you reeling into a headspace you've been avoiding for the last three months.
You're in deep. Too deep.
"Cut!" Drew gets up like a kid caught red-handed before offering you a helping hand that you take graciously meanwhile the other guides you at the waist so lightly you'd barely notice it was there had your body not been burning at a thousand degrees.
Something is off. Usually, the two of you would be in knots of laughter after something like this, instead only the crew had giggles to go around but you both stood still. Unmoving, eyes locked on each other, looking within.
Could he see you? You wonder, does he know what you're thinking?
You swallow hard, your lips parting to say something, but no words come out. Instead, your gaze flickers to his mouth, and you catch him doing the same thing, just for a split second before he looks away. His jaw tightens as he shoves his hands into his pockets, stepping back, but the tension doesn’t break.
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The day progresses into a warm summer night as the cast and crew gather at a charming Portuguese restaurant perched high in the city's hills. Lanterns nestled among lush potted plants cast a warm glow, while fairy lights drape elegantly from flowers cascading down from the ceiling, creating a dreamlike ambiance.
The long table overlooks the rolling hills below, their silhouettes dotted with the golden lights of the nearby city. Beyond, the navy-toned ocean stretches out, its gentle waves shimmering under the moonlight, completing the serene view.
The laughter is bubbly as the champagne flows between the tables. The cast looked amazing tonight, everyone had put on their best outfits for a fun night out with their castmates.
While Madelyn and Carlacia posed for a selfie together, Chase helped himself to the last bread roll left in the baskets the waiters had left earlier.
"Did you--" Drew titls the basket towards him so he can analyze the full damage of Chase's consumption. They both laugh, realizing the basket is completely void. "Maybe if we weren't waiting on JD and Y/n, we could get some real food going around."
The sole mention of your name has Drew on edge. He's recently lost the ability to control his own reactions around you as his body surrenders to the very mention of your name.
"Speak of the devil," Chase says as you and JD enter the restaurant side by side, a little embarrassed. "Fashionably late, as always." Madelyn remarks and you giggle.
"I'm sorry guys! I couldn't find my shoes and I extorted Jonathan for his kindness, so don't get mad at him." Your voice is sweet as you make your way around the table. Drew felt as though there were noise-cancelling headphones blocking out any surround sound.
His eyes fulfill their god-given purpose and stay glued to your frame--a very well-dressed frame might he add. You look stunning. He notices that you styled your hair differently. He's unsure if it's personal preference or a maintenance concern, but you rarely wore your natural curls out.
You're always opting to straighten them or put them up, but he thinks it amplifies your allure tenfold. Maybe he's just biased. That must be the case when he realizes he hasn't taken a breath since you walked in.
You situate yourself in the last empty seat between Madelyn and Chase, directly in front of Drew. Oh, this should be fun.
He clears his throat behind a closed fist, glancing up at you by chance and catching your gaze by luck. He does a double take and straightens up. "You look, just--" The words fade on him and he prays the ground would burst open at the seams and swallow him.
"Thank you, so do you." You return the half-finished compliment. However, it's for the best you don't say much about how Drew looks tonight. You're not sure you'd be able to conclude the sentence without the words 'edible', or 'sex on legs'.
Meanwhile, at the other end of the table, JD leans forward to whisper to Madison. "Remember that bet we made for Drew and Y/n, you predicted they'd get together within three months, and guess what? It'll be three months at midnight."
Madison giggles with a playful roll of her eyes. "What? Do you have this on your calendar or something?" JD does in fact proceed to show her his calendar with a marked date that says "Pay Day." Her eyes squint at him, "You are so ridiculous do you know that? I'm not backing down. The night is still young." She grins, and JD just shakes his head at the girl in clear denial.
The night flows on, filled with warmth and familiar laughter circulating the tables as everyone enjoys their conversations. You glanced down into your lap while Chase recounted a funny moment from earlier today on set.
You're anxiously considering if you should succumb to your sinful nature of greed and steal another glance at the breathtaking man sitting across the table.
You shouldn’t glance up—you know you shouldn’t—but you do anyway, and there he is, already watching you. The corner of his mouth curls into the faintest, most maddening smirk like he knows exactly what he’s doing to you.
You hate to admit it but it intimidates you. The weight of his gaze sends an electric chill down your spine, prompting you to shift in your seat. Drew reaches for a sip of water from the crystal glass on the table while you shift in place.
You cross your legs and your left heel accidentally brushes the inside of Drew's leg and he chokes. He quickly shields it behind a cough and you look like a deer caught in headlights as his ice-blue orbs are piercing through you.
Your foot hasn't moved, but you decided not to provoke him any further and retract it back within your bounds. Your heart is racing and suddenly you're the one reaching for a glass of water to satiate your thirst, but you both know it's an impossible task since there's only one remedy and he's sitting right in front of you.
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By midnight the cast made it back to their rooms, ready to unwind from a long day and eventful night meanwhile you're stuck. Your mind is bouncing between the walls that seem to get closer the more you pace back and forth.
You've been at it for the last 5 minutes since you made it back to your room. Any normal person would be putting the night behind them and getting ready for bed--but no.
You're not normal. You're obsessed.
Pathetically hooked on the idea of a man who's just 3 doors down the hall--completely oblivious to the trainwreck Drew was making of himself because of you.
You're chewing at your fingernails, contemplating just knocking on his door. Is that crazy? What if it's all in your head?
The latter possibility didn't weigh enough to hold you back from any impulsive decisions as you're stepping over to his door with your heels still on and all it takes is one deep breath before you're raising your hand to knock but it swings open before it makes contact.
Drew looks like he hadn't taken a seat since he got back either. He looks restless, frazzled, and maybe even frustrated. His chest halts on the incline as he holds his breath, startled to see exactly who he'd been looking for standing right in front of him.
His eyes rake over your figure frantically as if trying to decipher if you're truly standing in front of him.
"Hi," You breathe out, your head angled up to admire his perfect features while he stares down at you.
"Hey," His voice is soft, struggling to mask the undertone of sheer need.
Your mouth gapes, hesitating to say something but you decide to let your body speak for itself. You wrap your arms around the back of his neck and tug him down so your lips crash against his.
The dam finally bursts and Drew's hands fly to wrap around your waist and pull you inside, swiftly closing the door behind you before he has you pinned up against it. His lips worked desperately along the expanse of your neck, trying to be mindful about his marks but he couldn't help himself. He's wanted this for so long-- Needed you for so long.
"Drew-" You gasp as he sucked particularly hard just below your ear, it sends you reeling and your eyes roll back with the little bit of your sanity that remains. "Hm?" He hums into the sweet scent of your skin, the same scent that's taunted him for months.
"Never mind." You dismiss yourself and resume the heated kisses that were paired with your desperate hands. You hastily unbuttoned his shirt while he unzipped the back of your dress, all while never breaking the kiss.
It's intense. Your hands ghost over the definition of his abs and he tenses a little as he curses under his breath. Every ounce of contact you made with his body, lit his skin on fire.
Your dress puddles around your ankles once it meets the floor and Drew wastes no time before he's slowly sinking to his knees, your head shakes repeatedly but no words escape.
You're not even sure why you're denying it, your body wasn't functioning correctly--but could you blame it? You had thee Drew Starkey on his knees for you, and he was about to put his mouth to good great use.
Your point is proved once he had your panties on the floor and one leg hooked over his shoulder. His tongue lapped over your folds, languidly at first, as if to test the passion-infested waters.
"Drew--please." That's all it takes. One airy breath from you and he's consuming you from the core. His nose brushes against your clit every so often as his warm, wet tongue slides over your cunt with an unnatural hunger.
Your hands reach out to hold on to something, anything, but you're left to scratch at the door desperately as he works you to till you're tight-roping across the edge. Drew's just as turned on as you are, the rock-solid boner he's sporting beneath his dress pants a true testament to it.
His focus finally shifts to the pearl of your pussy, and you almost wish he'd never moved to it. X would never recover if they knew Drew Starkey ate pussy with his life.
Your legs are beginning to shake and it's a telltale sign that within seconds his name will be the only word falling from your lips. Once it finally hits you, the world crumbles and you feel like an angel falling from heaven. His mouth had pulled you down into the depths of hell, right into his arms and you couldn't be happier.
You make this clear when you pull him up to meet your gaze, he towers over you but you distract yourself from the effect it has on you by taking his thumb and wiping your slick off his swollen pink lips and sucking it off, wrapping your tongue around his thumb until he snaps.
Within the same second, he moves his hands to grab at the sides of your face, kissing you deeply. It's nothing but tongue and there's spit rolling over your bottom lip by the time you're both pulling back, chests heaving, lungs filled with each other's air, but it still wasn't enough.
He's holding onto you like he can never let you go. "You've got no idea how long I've needed this, needed you." He says and it makes your heart stutter in its rhythm. "Oh please," You dismiss him but his left hand stays on your waist while the other gently cups your cheek.
His eyes scan to search for yours in the dimly lit room, the only source of light stemming from the lone lamp beside the bed. "I like you, Y/n. It wasn't a secret. How could it be? I can't help myself around you." His words put a cheesy grin on your face.
"I like you, Drew. Always have. Big fan of your work, by the way." You giggle, referring to the almost degrading acts he'd just committed between your legs, but it evokes a breathy chuckle from him.
"Yeah?" He teases, stepping towards you and you take one step back, but he surprises you and scoops you up into his arms. Your legs wrapped around his waist as he leads you to the bed, tossing you onto your back and he crawls between your legs.
There's one last soft glance between the two of you. No more yearning, no more stealing glances from across the room. Finally, you're in his arms and you fit more perfectly than he could've imagined.
"What?" You say blankly, wondering what had him warped inside his own mind for so long. A smile stretches across his lips, "Nothin', just happy to be here." It's corny, but you laugh anyway. Moaning into the sweet kiss he dropped down to your lips, holding himself up with those big strong arms of his.
The rest is a blur of strong hands and intoxicating kisses that are used to distract you from the sweet burn that engulfed your body into flames as he rolled his hips into yours, letting his cock push into you for the first time.
The gasps you both let out are innocent, shocked and full of bliss from the moment he bottoms out. "Just l-let me know if you want me to slow down at any time, okay?" The sentiment comes out through clenched teeth as he refrains from any sudden movements.
The heat of your velvet walls convulsing around him is driving him to a point beyond insanity. "Oh god, start moving--please," you whine and Drew's body shudders.
"Fuck, don't beg. I'll give you anything you want, baby." He seals his promise with an accelerated pace, his cock driving in and out of you at a steady rhythm that had you arching into him, eyes screwed shut and unable to meet his gaze."
"Hey, hey, look at me." He deepens his thrusts and it makes the requirements of his words that much harder to meet. Struggling, your eyes flutter open but you shy away under his piercing gaze.
He looked too good for a man fucking your brains out. The way his jaw worked, locked in place from concentrations. His body was coated in a thin sheet of sweat that made him glisten under the rays of the lamp.
"God, you look perfect. So gorgeous." He flatters you and it heightens your high tenfold. Your hands reach out to grab onto the sheets of his bed but he offers you his hand instead. Giving it an assuring squeeze as you tumble into a vortex of euphoria. "I'm-" Interrupted by your own orgasm you short-circuit and the sight of you unravelling underneath him is enough to make him cum.
"Y/n-- shit!" He groans, hips stuttering rapidly until he blows his load and holds his place over you. The room goes quiet, filled with nothing but the consistent attempts for you to catch your breath. When you're ready, he pulls out slowly, tying off the condom and tossing it out.
"I'm gonna head to the shower," It falls from your lips suggestively but Drew waits for you to make your intentions clear. He licks his lips as he watches you strut your way to the bathroom, stopping once you're in the frame.
There's a charming grin you flash him from over your shoulder, "You coming or what?"
He was in fact coming. Twice, in the shower, you made sure the first time you repaid the favour with your mouth that was too talented for him to handle. His palm held your hair tight in a makeshift ponytail, holding onto the glass for his life before he fucked you up against it.
Sensically, there were no condoms available in the shower and you both recognized the risk you'd be taking but anything was worth the risk if it involved you. Besides, you both swore this would be the first and last time you fuck raw.
What a lie.
The minute you felt the unfiltered length of his cock slip into you, you knew it was a done deal. This was going to be a very big problem for both of you in the near future. He's your new addiction and you'll never quit.
The following morning the cast was expected to meet each other downstairs at 11 am for brunch, but here you are, tangled up under Drew's sheets at 1 in the afternoon after waking up only 20 minutes earlier. Your excessive sexcapades from the night before had worn you both out.
The blankets are covering your bodies as Drew slides between your folds with leisure, taking his time and fucking you open intimately. "You think they noticed we're missing?" Drew breathes out and your arms go to wrap around his neck as you answer. "Definitely. I'm not sure, but I think Madison was betting on this."
"Give her whatever she's owed. She wins, and god I'm so glad."
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rhenuvee · 4 months ago
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A/N: established relationship
There's so many headcanons and imagines on Diluc loving birds, being an animal person and treating them so sweetly, etc. SO- I present a further headcanon, where every time he goes on a trip with you, he's such a nerd that he'll stop and identify the birds flying around. He reads about them in his spare time, knowing all the names and where they're from.
"Diluc, where'd you go-" You realize the sound of his footsteps disappeared as you were walking along a path in Fontaine.
"Look at this." He says to you, but his eyes are trained on a little red bird, perched on a piece of broken rock. You join your husband and look at the cute little bird, peacefully hopping around in a spot.
"It's a redcrown finch." He says breathlessly.
"You've been to Fontaine before?" You ask, bending down to get a slightly closer view. You were surprised he knows about a species native to Fontaine.
"No, I've read about them..." He says quietly. He's a little shy in showing his extensive knowledge on birds, but you can only smile, knowing that your husband is happy by seeing the birds in real life.
"Ahem- this doesn't seem like a place where it would normally live. It's very far out near the beach." Diluc remarks.
"Hm, it seems to be searching for something." You say, watching at the way it looks in circles.
"You're right. Perhaps it's looking for things to make its nest out of." And without hesitation, Diluc plucks a loose piece of fluff from his coat, placing it an appropriate distance to the little bird, careful not to frighten it. It takes a while for the bird to examine the material, but it graciously takes the cotton in its beak and flies away.
You watch as your husband sighs contently, relishing in the short experience. However, this isn't the last of it.
Later on, when you and Diluc take a stroll near the Opera Epiclese, that the little friend he made happened to come back, and perch right on his head.
"Diluc, look!" You gasp, watching the finch tweet curiously while looking down at your lover's very similar coloured hair. He smiles, letting the bird stay there for a bit, until reaching his hand up slowly, so it could walk upon his knuckles. The bird hops from its little feet, perfectly standing on his finger.
"Fascinating." He says, admiring the bird up close. It's the second time Diluc has seen it, but he won't forget the trust that he's earned with the redcrown finch.
Diluc loves animals, and the animals love him.
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sundaycentric · 1 year ago
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JING YUAN AND NEUV!!!!!
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(I too am down horrendous for them)
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(seperate) neuvillette & jing yuan x reader
content ★ headcanons, NOT PROOF READ!!, sfw, fluff
note ★ SO REAL!! i love them both sm its unreal.. anyways im just going to do some basic headcanons and drabbles bc im abt to go to a dance and i need something quick to post.. other requesters i am working on your stuff!!
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NEUVILLETTE ★
He has no idea what it's like to be in a relationship. He has no experience whatsoever, besides for the in occasional movies Lady Furina will force him to watch with her.
Neuvillette isn't that dumb to take the movies as reality, though. So, he ends up just being a mess.
Before you start dating, Neuvillette will try to his best to hide his feelings. He often times pushes you away, but the sky darkens not soon after. He feels torn.
Neuvillette doesn't even understand his own emotions. He can barely process what he feels, let alone name it. He's confused and worried. He thinks it's love, but what if he isn't? He's never felt love to know what it's like.
It'd take some time for him to start working through his feelings. However, he still keeps his distance. He tries not to make it obvious he is avoiding you, but someone sees through him easily.
It doesn't take long for Lady Furina to find out what's happening, especially considering how observant she is to drama. She'll pester Neuvillette about it a bit, laughing at his reactions. Neuvillette tries to appear indifferent, but the sky's definitely different from what it was before.
For all her teasing, Lady Furina does genuinely care about Neuvillette (and you). She will offer some advice to Neuvillette, even though her experience in romance is just as limited as his. At least Lady Furina can work out her emotions, though.
Gradually, Neuvillette accepts your presence and allows him to take pleasure in it. A month ago, he was doing everything to stay out of your way, but now is he practically near you every time he can be.
He tries not to talk to you too much, though. He gets flustered. Although you might not be able to see it on his face, you might notice the sky becoming brighter—way brighter than normal when you talk to him.
He will never confess first. Well, unless he felt like he had to to avoid loosing you. Other that that scenario, though, he will keep quiet until you say something
Once you do say something and confess your feelings to him, Neuvillette will be so happy. His face might be a little smile, but there is no rain for entire week and lot's of people are getting sunburnt..
He will try his best to keep you happy. Neuvillette is very big on communication since he doesn't always understand what you feel. He does try though.
Neuvillette still doesn't talk much about himself. Instead, he prefers to listen to you. Even the small, mundane things you did during your day put a smile on his face.
Overall, he is very kind and considerate. Maybe even too much. He's scared of hurting you or pushing you away because of how he is. That hasn't happened yet, though. :)
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JING YUAN ★
He definitely knows what he is doing. He's had some experience in the past, both watching and doing. Although, it is different when it comes to you.
Jing Yuan took interest in you. He was curious. Why? He doesn't know himself. He just likes you presence. You remind him of his finches, maybe even lion sometimes.
He learns as much as he can about you without being seen as creepy. He'll pay attention attention to you at events or when he is in public. When he catches you staring at him, he feels warm.
Eventually, he begins to come up to you. Jing Yuan prefers to take things slow, and really wants to come up with some sort of strategy to win your heart. It's a bit hard, though. He doesn't want to manipulate you, you aren't his enemy.
Jing Yuan tries to keep things in his control, both so he can spend as much time with you possible and just because he likes it. He will pay for your lunches, buy you things you like, pay for your trips. Jing Yuan has enough money, and he is willing to spend it all if you ask for it.
He'll slowly try to become closer with you. He doesn't want to push you away. After all, Jing Yuan has all the time in the world to wait for you. He only hopes you'll actually go to him.
Jing Yuan seems more unfocused at work now. He is usually not paying attention anyways (as he is sleeping), but it's becoming a bit worse now. Lady Fu catches on quick and reprimands him.
Jing Yuan, in his tired state, tries to excuse himself before Lady Fu gets angrier. He ends up slipping and saying your name. The two of them stare at each other before Fu Xuan starts scolding him again.
Fu Xuan is mad at Jing Yuan, yes, but she cannot deny that she cares about Jing Yuan. So, she might peek into the future to see if the two of you are together. She refuses to tell Jing Yuan what she sees, but she smiles as soon as he leaves.
Jing Yuan may be first to confess. He is fine with either. In the case that he confesses, he'll laugh at the way your face lights up. If you confess first, he'll find it funny how you seem a bit unsure of yourself.
He will reassure you with a kiss on the cheek before telling you that he loves you. Jing Yuan will hug you tightly while he sleeps and take care of anything you need.
He is like a teddy bear. :)
He is attentive, and he always knows what you're feeling. He might tease you sometimes, but he is ultimately very sweet and protective over you.
Yanqing definitely looks up to you as another parental figure. Good luck with that.
Overall, very nice to sleep on. He'll take care of everything he can for you and treat you like a precious gem.
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jymwahuwu · 2 years ago
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Imagine reader's child with yan!tighnari turning out like their dad
Like imagine reader hinting to their children that they weren't happy with the marriage by telling stories but their children snitched on them and told yan!tighnari Abt it bc they saw it as their mother trying to leave them
IT WOULD BE SO FUN TO SEE DJJEJS
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tw: yandere, non-con, implied kidnapping, spanking, orgasm control, breeding, knotting
yandere Tighnari breeding reader that rejects them part 1
part 2
this is amazing... who doesn't like being punished by Tighnari - with the fox babies it's much harder for you to leave🤭💕
With Tighnari and the fox cubs, life in the forest is peaceful. Fox cubs love to snuggle up to you, mutter "mama" in soft voices, bury their heads in your arms, and the fur on their ears always tickles your chest - and your heart too. You brush and clean the tails of the Tighnari and the babies and apply plant-based waterproofing oil. You like to pet their tails and ears. Every time you do this, the fox cubs involuntarily purr but then deny this.
Tighnari has produced some learning materials for children and you are responsible for teaching them to read, one of the ways is to tell bedtime stories.
"What did you dream about last night?"
"In the past, people in this country could not dream, but now when the God of Wisdom enters the dream, all of us weave dreams…"
One of the cubs said they dreamed of inexhaustible padisarah pudding on the table, you smile. Unfortunately, you find out that all the storybooks have been read. They have inherited the wisdom of their father - they never forget a story they have heard once. You must have new stories to lull them to sleep…
You have an idea, speaking with metaphor.
"In the kingdom of forests and deserts, there lived a bird.
They have wonderful singing voices, and their goal is to become the lead singer among the thousands of birds, offering songs to the sky and stars. However, this is too difficult. They lived with songs, and in the woods there were larks, nightingales, canaries… some of them were mean, but some were kind, and their songs were said to be the best.
They thought they were one of them.
But one day, they found out that they were just ordinary finch, bouncing around the ground, sharing food, singing with other companions - that's their usual life.
They still don't give up, dreaming that they too can achieve their goals.
At this time a fox told them: Do you want to live with me? The life of a bird is too ordinary. Life is more than singing.
They refused.
What they don't know is that the fox has a big cage ready for them. At night, the fox sneaked into the forest quietly. He found them resting on the tree, and the cage covered their bodies. Their singing has since disappeared into the woods.
Living in a fox cabin, they don't need to compete with other birds, there is enough food, gifts and beds, but they kind of miss the sky and the smell of rain. That's what they lost.
One day, they escaped from the fox's house and took to the sky while the fox was not looking. They flapped their wings and sang in the sky, attracting the attention of other birds - they were surprised to find that one of them had such a melodious song.
However, they no longer care about other people's evaluation - they left the forest where they lived, flew over towns, mountains, and fields, leaving sweet songs everywhere for everyone. "
After hearing this story, the fox cubs pouted, a little sullen. "mama, why is the fox in this story a bad guy?"
"That's just a coincidence. The little lion was the villain last time." You smiled and kissed their little foreheads. "Good night, my babies."
The next day, Tighnari returned to the forest from the seminar, and the fox cubs jumped into his arms, yelling "papa!". He hugged them and gave them presents - some new toys. Under study, they are already smarter than many children of the same age at this time.
"Papa, are foxes bad?? Does mama want to leave us?" one of the cubs asked. The cubs recount last night's story to Tighnari - though they don't quite understand parts of the story, they have a vague sense that you want to leave the forest.
"Oh, there's such a thing." Tighnari raised his eyebrows, and there was unknowingly meanness in his tone, but then disappeared, comforting the babies gently. "It's okay, mama is just telling you stories, and won't leave us."
For you it's another attitude - he's away for two days and you're signaling to the kids that you want to leave? Does this mean you already have a plan? unacceptable. Entering the house, Tighnari greets you and casually asks what story you told the babies last night. He notices you avoiding his gaze - "You really don't have anything to confess to me?"
"Wait, my- my story doesn't mean that!" You panicked in denial.
Tighnari does not accept excuses of any kind - punishment is a necessary part of your education since you are so stubborn, chasing your unrealistic dreams.
He orders you to bend over, slips a vibrator into your wet inner wall, and rubs his thumb along the edge of your glistening flesh. The little machinery buzzes and vibrates deep within you. You whimper and beg him to stop. "Please- please- Tighnari I'm sorry- I won't do this again…" You try to keep your balance in the shock, but the ruler appears and smacks your ass hard. The slapping lands on both of your ass cheeks, and it's never in the same rhythm - when you think your left ass is about to get spanked, Tighnari smacks three times on your right.
Tighnari rubs between your legs after a round until orgasm is imminent, then starts a new round, leaving you in deep despair. You can't remember exactly how many times you took it, basically a mess of tears, legs shaking and a stooped posture. "I- I'm so sorry…!!" he asks you in a mean, veiled, sinister voice. "Do you still want to leave? Is there anything more comfortable than getting my cock? Hmm?"
"No- no! I just need you - Tighnari-" you gasp, unable to choose your words. You just desperately want to be released, to be filled.
"Okay," he muttered, sinking his already swollen long cock deep inside you, pounding you hard, rubbing his fingers on your clit. You scream, tears and juice splattering the table, pleasure flowing through your body, your walls contracting.
"Maybe I should give you some other babies." Tighnari announced as knotted inside you. "You won't have time to leave."
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bandgie · 2 years ago
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How Miguel O'Hara Eats Pussy
I think it depends on how he's feeling. He can be such a gentle lover, a tease, all the way to just a monster of a man. When He's Gentle: - I think he would love taking his time with you, but also listen to what you want. Drags his lips across your pussy slowly, loving how you open your legs a little more for him. - Will use his fingers. Whether they're in you, rubbing you, pinching your nipples. He just wants to touch you in every way possible, you deserve it. - Huge praiser, loves seeing you blush when he calls your pussy pretty, how beautiful you sound and look. For god's sake the man is drowning in you and you blush just cuz of some words. It's cute to him - Dips his tongue inside of you too because he just needs to taste you, even if he's already devouring your clit. - You can use his mouth however you want baby, he's feeling generous. Sit on it, rub on it, have him kiss you, grind on it, anything babes he will give it to you and more. When He's a Tease: - Leaves your underwear on. Maybe your shorts too. Love seeing your clothes get soaked for him, all while denying you what you want most - Doesn't care if you cry (maybe a little) he will continue to get your chonies drenched. Man loves seeing those wet spots - When he finally does take them off, he only ghosts his mouth of your clit. Barely having his tongue and lips run over you. Go ahead and beg and curse him out, you only encourage him more. - Don't use your hands to move his face! When he's teasing you, he is the only one in control. He almost gets offended when you bother him while he's eating. He might bind your hands with him neon webs, or just keep them pinned with his own hands. - It's weird though, because he also loves it when you squirm. He'll tell you to stay still and take it like the good girl you are, but secretly adores when you occasionally finch and jolt. - Maybe he'll let you come, maybe he won't. Be a doll for him and maybe he'll take some pity on you. When He's a Monster of a Man: - It's not often because he prefers to be alone when he's upset, but your pussy calls him like a siren. You're always excited but scared when he eats you like he might kill you, but you never say no. - Maaaaannnnn he doesn't want to hear you at all!! He'll shove something in your mouth to muffle your whimpers. You're not there with your legs open to get pleased, you're there to blow off his steam. You're kind of like a stress ball, and stress balls don't talk or make noise. - Sorry baby but you will come and there is no limit to how many times. Your clit is too sensitive? Okay and? Is he supposed to care? You can't take his thick fingers inside you? Trust me, if you can take his dick, you can take anything. - Anything you do can irritate him, so you try your best to be on good behavior. But he's eating you out so good and for so long you need him inside you. It won't hurt to ask right? Wrong! Now you have to deal with him slapping your pussy for talking when not being spoken to. - He miiighhttttt rub his dick on your clit if you're being good, though it's rare that he does. You feel like God answered your prayers, maybe he will put it in this time, or at least stop his brutal attack on your pussy. But nope. He'll go back to eating and slurping while you muffle your cries into your shoulder.
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chick-with-wifi · 1 year ago
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Meta: Root's message for Shaw
In 4x05, Root says, "if the worst comes to pass, if you could give Shaw a message?" when she believes she will die in the fight against Martine. Although we don't hear the exact wording of this message, the context and Finch's reply of "I think she already knows", tell us it is a declaration of love.
Then in 5x13 when the Machine is fading, She tells Shaw, "There's something I think Root had wanted to say to you. You always thought there was something wrong with you because you don't feel things the way other people do. But she always felt that was what made you beautiful. She wanted you to know that if you were a shape, you were a straight line. An arrow." 
During their time together, Root's flirting consists of exaggerated innuendo to push Shaw's buttons ("I'll do yours if you do mine" in 3x23, "I love it when you play doctor" in 3x17), and in return Shaw pushes Root's buttons by aggressively pretending she doesn't care about Root ("I missed you like I'd miss an intestinal parasite" in 3x20, "I wouldn't want anything to happen…to the dog" in 4x10). Root never disrupts the delicate balance of this dance, never asks Shaw for more than she's willing to give or demands any confirmation of her feelings, beyond light teasing such as "and is that why you came to see me?" in 4x07.
But in the event of her death, she wants Shaw to know the true extent of her feelings. Given that she always intended it to be this way, this means the message isn't for her benefit - it's for Shaw's. She wants Shaw to know beyond a shadow of doubt that Root loved and understood her for exactly who she is, and has no expectations for what her grieving process should look like. She doesn't want Shaw to ever feel like she isn't enough.
A variation of this also appears in 4x11. In one of the Machine's simulations, Root calls Shaw while knowing she doesn't have long left and it is the only time we see her push for any sort of confirmation about their relationship. She says, "Why are you so afraid to talk about your feelings? [...] We're perfect for each other. You're gonna figure that out someday." and is elated with Shaw's reply that "maybe someday [...] we can talk about it."
Since the Machine is able to accurately predict Her assets and knows Root's final request well enough to carry it out in 5x13, She knows this is the one situation where Root would push the issue enough to make it clear that she loves Shaw and that she would be thrilled with any degree of confirmation Shaw chooses to give.
Their conversation in the real timeline begins in exactly the same way, with Root in a dire situation calling Shaw to say, "Hey, sweetie. You busy?". Shaw replies, "A little. Skip the verbal foreplay, Root. Why are you calling?" and Root says, "Can't a couple of gals take a little break from work to catch up?". However, at this point Shaw arrives in the stock exchange and the team's chance of survival increases considerably.
The rest of their conversation plays out similarly, but is toned down. Root says, "We're so good at this together. You're gonna realize that someday." Where the simulation began with Root asking a direct question about Shaw's feelings, this is an open statement that doesn't put any pressure on Shaw to respond.
Shaw replies, "Root, no offense. You're hot, you're good with a gun. Those are two qualities I greatly admire. But you and me together would be like a four-alarm fire in an oil refinery." Just like how Root in the simulation was happy with Shaw's response, she cheerily replies, "Sounds cozy." Since at this moment her life is no longer in immediate danger, she doesn't feel the need to say anything further.
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kissorkill16 · 4 months ago
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As I wrote my Hello Neighbor Fanfics, I didn't even realize that I've been shipping him with basically the entire female Rescue Squad cast!
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Nicky has had plenty of girl friends, but never really a girlfriend. I imagine that he's a little embarrassed to even try to get into a relationship because he's so weird, but when he hangs out with Aaron and his gang of weirdos, he gets more confident along the way.
We'll start from the beginning.
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Lucy and Mya.
They really liked Nicky when they first met him and were really glad when Aaron told them about him. They liked his weirdness and really enjoyed playing with him whenever he was taking a break from Aaron and their pranks. Nicky loves how smart and lively Lucy is despite her age, and he loves how Mya is so imaginative. But after they died, they started getting meaner to him when he didn't play with them. They felt like he was the only one who truly cared about them after their deaths, so it kinda makes sense. However, in one of Nicky's dreams, Nicky manages to fix their broken friendship and convince them that death isn't the answer.
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Trinity.
She saw Nicky as an annoying hothead who was overly obsessed with Mr. Peterson, but she took a liking to him when she felt like he was the only one who would listen to her when she felt eerie around Mr. Peterson. And after they escaped from the Peterson house, Trinity wanted to stay by his side no matter what. They had some bumps in the road, but Trinity wants to be a better friend for him, and she's glad that Nicky is slowly getting better. But Nicky thinks she's just okay, he wouldn't really have much romantic feelings for her. And even if he did, he wouldn't just say it, he knows Enzo has a crush on her.
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Maritza.
I feel like Nicky wouldn't really try to get with Maritza for two reasons. One, she's Enzo's sister, and two, he thinks she's into girls. He doesn't want to assume things, but he just really thinks she likes girls. Maybe it's because he's never really seen her take an interest in guys. Secretly, Maritza has a sort of half crush on Nicky. She enjoys his weirdness and admires his perseverance, as she's the same way. She wouldn't really tell him since she thinks he's more interested in Lucy or Mya, and also because she didn't want to get too attached to him after they died since she was scared if she did then he would die too.
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Finch.
Obviously, by the teasers, she's Nicky's bully. She doesn't show any interest in him whatsoever, and is just a straight up bitch to him. But after he goes missing, she starts to miss him a little bit, and her girl scout friends start making fun of her for it. So she embarrasses him just to prove she doesn't like him. But after she apologizes, she starts developing a lot of interest in him. She tries to deny it, but she slowly accepts it once she notices how nice his smile is. Nicky is totally oblivious to this of course, and he just sees Finch as a really good friend, and he's glad he's giving her a chance to be a better person.
Anyway, who's a better girlfriend for Nicky?
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kleincantwrite · 2 years ago
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How they like to Hug you (SFW)
Characters: Albedo, Beidou, Collei, Venti, Diluc, Eula, Dottore, QiQi, Xingqiu, Xinyan (Seperate)
Themes: Fluff, comfort, light angst with Diluc, Venti, and QiQi
Word count: 677
Rating: SFW
Albedo
Holding your arm. Despite being a genius alchemist, he can be unsure of how to show physical affection. So, instead of hugging you normally, He starts by holding onto your hand, then hugging your arm, linking it with his own. He's worried that he will overwhelm you, or even himself if he takes things too quickly.
Beidou
Wrapping an arm around your shoulder. She 100% Wraps her arm around your shoulder/upper arm, hugging you close to her with a cold drink in her other hand, laughing and chatting away with you, or whoever she's talking to. She's not super big on physical affection, but she enjoys having you close to her at least.
Collei
Wraps her arms around you from the front. Due to her past, she finds it difficult to be close to people, despite being a very trusting person. However, once you get to know her, she starts seeing you more like family, and allows herself to be calm while around you. She enjoys the comfort of being held, because she feels safe with you.
Venti
Wraps his arms around your waist from your side. Tipsy or otherwise, Venti LOVES holding you. He can surprisingly be more reserved about physical affection when in public as to not embarrass you, but when he's drunk he's all over you, holding your arm up so he can wrap his arms around you, holding you close. He can't lose another friend, another person close to him.
Diluc
Hugs you from behind. When Diluc first hugged you, you were shocked. Diluc hates people being physically close to him, usually pushing people away if they get too close. He knows he'll lose you eventually, and wants to show you in the best way that he can that he really does care, despite his seemingly cold demeanour.
Eula
Awkwardly from the front. Eula isn't used to giving or recieving affection, opting for handshakes or the occasional word of praise towards you. So when you came to her, tired and upset and in need of comfort, she wasn't sure how to respond. At first, she had just put her hand on your shoulder, patting you awkwardly for a few moments, before moving closer and wrapping her arms around you stiffly. At least she's trying, I guess.
Il Dottore
Holding you by the waist from the side. Be it in meetings, while talking to fellow harbingers, waiting on an experiment, he has you metaphorically glued to his side at all times. Wether he enjoys your company or just wants to see you squirm, you can't tell, but you often find him wrapping an arm around your waist lazily and pulling you close to him, seeing him shoot you a scheming smile.
QiQi
Asking you to pick her up. It's become a habit for her to consistently ask to be picked up by practically anyone taller than her. Baizhu, Zhongli, Yanfei, even Beidou at one point. QiQi needs her excercise, and she techically doesn't get physically tired, but it gets boring walking around, and she can't see the finches spread across the ground from so low down. QiQi very rarely remembers people, unless they make an impression on her. She has known you, and remembered you for a while, and view you as family. An older sibling, perhaps? She enjoys the closeness, especially on colder days, when she can cope with the warmth of a hug.
Xingqiu
From the side. He finds it amusing to wrap his arms around you at random times, with little to no reason. He enjoys watching your face go from surprise to embarrassment. He likes pulling you close and resting his head on your shoulder, especially when he's tired of dealing with the feiyun commerce guild.
Xinyan
Wrapping her arm around your shoulder. Sometimes, after her shows, she'll sit with you and watch over liyue harbor, just watching how peaceful everything is, despite being a hardcore rocker. She enjoys the peace and quiet every once in a while, and she enjoys it even more when she's with you.
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teafangirl · 6 months ago
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Greetings, I made my first reader X fan fic! This one’s for Dead Boy Detectives, my friend @sis-goleona inspired me to try making one she also inspired the story, I give her credit! This story takes place, between, episodes 6,7 and 8.
Anyway this is
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Reader X Edwin Payne
Chapter one — your savior
Enjoy!☕️😌
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It was a while after teeth face, the huge mushroom that Ester Finch had planted over a few hours ago, with the intention to kill or fully kill the Ghost boys Edwin and Charles. However, after Cat king had quite literally spoiled Esters plan by telling Edwin all about who Monty really was, that ended with Ester ripping Monty back into a crow. Charles and Crystal meanwhile faced off with David, the demon who had been haunting crystal for a while. At this time Edwin had just told the Cat King to piss off basically. Edwin had spent over 70 years in the worst place ever, that being hell, so he knew a thing or two about getting killed over and over. That however did not mean He couldn't get scared, Edwin did indeed have Post Traumatic Stress disorder (PTSD) and he was indeed scared when him and Charles were about to be sucked into the toothy mouth of the big mushroom. While Esther had a fight with crystal. Who ended up saving the both of them with her powers, the last they saw of the witch was when she got pulled right into that mushroom as it went back into the ground.
While everyone took a breath, Edwin felt quite odd to say the least, he looked at the spot where the mushroom disappeared, took a step closer, he wasn't paying attention earlier. Now he could hear some kind of screaming. He stepped back and looked at Charles, who looked back.
“You ok mate, “He said as he, gestured for Edwin to come away from that spot in fear the mushroom might somehow take his best mate. Edwin looked back at the spot, not moving closer or away, as he looked at Charles and crystal. “I am fine, do you hear that?” Charles walks over and lesions both him and Edwin, kneeling down, the screaming doesn't sound like Easter it sounds way too young. It sounded as if, whoever it was, was being devoured and killed over and over. Charles looks at Edwin and rests a hand on his shoulder as he speaks,
“whatever is down there is probably long dead by now mate, come on, me and crystal are going back to jennies.” he proclaimed as he stood up alongside Edwin who went with them, but he still felt odd, but he knew Charles was right. This realization however did not stop him from leaving a mirror behind laying against a tree. However, Edwin was only able to return to the spot the next night, as he had gotten dragged to hell by a demon the previous day when they returned from the forest. While in hell, he had confessed his love for Charles, who didn't seem to reciprocate his feelings. Added to that, in the back of his mind, he couldn't stop thinking about those screams he heard.
The first chance he got the fallowing night, he took Charles's bag of tricks, and jumped back through a mirror. Soon he came out right where he wanted to be, he was content to solve this little mystery he had uncovered. Edwin was shaking, he knew how dangerous this was as he stepped closer to the spot the mushroom once was. “Why am I doing this, Charles will be flustered at me…” he thought as he knelt down, not trying to somehow wake the mushroom. He put his hands in the moist dirt and started digging, pulling one big handful of dirt after another. Ghosts didn't need to eat nor sleep, they also didn't really get tired, even tho Charles often said otherwise. After a few hours, he reached what looked to be a hole, he looked down it careful not to fall in, it was dark, but there was some light mostly coming from the big mushroom who looked to be asleep. Out of the corner of his eye he saw just out of the reach of the mushroom's light was a body laying on the ground it wasn't Esther, it looked way too young like Edwin's age.
The body had blood surrounding it, he could not see its features or anything, but he felt an urge to save the person. Perhaps they reminded him of himself, when he was in hell, when he died over and over. He felt a tear slip pass his in control persona he always had up. Quickly grabbing the bag of tricks, Edwin pulled out a long rope, quickly tied it to a big tree, put on the backpack and nervously jumped into the hole.
Once he landed on the ground, still shaking, he slowly moved to the body, keeping a hold of the long rope as he came closer. He often looked at the mushroom making sure it did not wake, once he made it to the body he saw it was a ghost like him, he thought this ghost was Rather gorgeous and vary injured. He snapped himself out of wandering when the big mushroom opened its mouth, dragging some other body, blood and organs splashed out as its mouth closed.
“Why can't I control myself today, I should get out of here before it goes to eat this ghost or worse… Eats me!” Edwin swiftly gets reader into the bag of tricks and doges one of the mushroom's tentacles as he makes his way out of the hole. Once out the dirt quickly starts felling the hole again, Edwin gets himself and the bag a good ways away from the hole, and he starts breathing and panting, not believing what he's just done. He lets reader slide out of the bag and onto the grass of the forest, and takes a better look at them, they are definitely injured they were wearing dirty clothes stained with blood and something else. He's glad about what he's done. When reader wakes, he hopes they will be to. Edwin sits by a tree close to where reader is laying, he waits, he can't seem to stop looking at them, checking that they are ok. At some point a cat wanders over and lies on Edwin's lap, he doesn't mind seeing as it's not the cat king
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☕️would u want a part two to this ?
I would love to hear any suggestions you have? Have a great day! Lastly if u guys have any ideas for titles feel free to share!
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everchased · 1 year ago
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Question about Finch's tol-ness!
Karlach, and a number of other nice tall people I've met, have a habit of particularly being careful and friendly to make sure they don't scare people with their size.
Finch obviously has the capacity to be very intimidating. But when he doesn't want to intimidate, are there things he does to gentle the impression he gives?
Additional: The other companions are certainly capable, but does being taller/tankier than most of his new friends inspire any amount of protectiveness in Finch?
ooooo good question
i think he probably doesn't have to compensate for his size quite as hard as karlach if only because he's not on fire and his charisma is so high (16). he's not overly friendly but he's very careful with his tone. he also stands back a few feet from the smaller races so he doesn't loom over them. and if things are casual or he's back at camp, he'll sit to speak to people!
i think he tries to go for "respectable" rather than "nonthreatening" when out and about. he has a proper posture and stands straight most of the time so there's never stooping to accommodate people.
and to answer the second question, yes! in battle, his mind switches to his training under the order of tempus. he trusts that every companion is a capable fighter/caster with their place on the field, and his place varies between attacking the biggest threat in line of sight and backing up anyone who gets pinned. busy man! but he feels in his element. hunter's mark sees a lot of use.
however, if someone gets too seriously wounded, he changes tactics from measured offense to viciously offensive defense. he tends to insert himself (often to his detriment yay martyr complex) between other companions and danger and start burning through upper level smites. his healing is for if someone is bleeding out on the ground or after victory is secured (or for shadowheart to handle from the back lines). first priority is killing the thing faster than it can kill him or his companions.
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bigcats-birds-and-books · 3 months ago
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Books of 2024: September Wrap-Up.
Delighted to report I am VERY far behind on my NaNo prep reading goals, and now September is gone (oops). However! This month I did manage to carve nine (9) pages out of a behemoth scene, write a newsletter article for the nonprofit I volunteer at, and alpha/hype read a friend's manuscript, so I still had a fairly wordy month (I say, as if all of my months are not Wordy™).
Photos/reviews linked below:
THE HAUNTED BOOKSTORE, Vol. 1 & 2 - ★★★½ These were cute! I liked them enough that I went ahead and ordered the next two volumes, and I'm glad I did--turns out there are only four manga in the series, so I'll have the whole thing :) I plan on returning to these after November/as part of Driscoll prep again, because they match the vibe I'm trying to channel really well.
CITY OF SAINTS AND MADMEN - ★★★½ (rating subject to change upon series completion) So on my shelf, this book doesn't LOOK like a brick, but it's 704 pages (according to Goodreads, because the pages in the back half of the book are not numbered sequentially lmaooo). It's told in several novellas strung together and then An Appendix full of all sorts of (sneakily?) relevant bits and pieces--fascinating anthology of a book, very meta-textual. It grew on me! If you can get through the first story, it's worth sticking with, and the whole series is turning into a puzzle box. And speaking of...
SHRIEK: AN AFTERWORD - 135/451 pages read; will report back later. I definitely had to dual wield CITY and SHRIEK last night to compare passages that are, in fact, duplicated across books, and I feel like the calculus meme about it. This one is structured interestingly, too: It's written by a sister (first person) about her brother, but the brother is annotating her manuscript in his own first person (in parentheticals wedged into or tacked onto paragraphs, also first person). I'm very excited to finish this, and equally excited to see what's going on with FINCH after that, so. Back to reading I go!!
Under the Cut: A Note About ~*★Stars★*~
Historically, I have been Very Bad™ about assigning things Star Ratings, because it's so Vibes Heavy for me and therefore Contingent Upon my Whims. I am refining this as I figure out my wrap up posts (epiphany of last month: I don't like that stars are Odd, because that makes three the midpoint and things are rarely so truly mid for me)(I have hacked my way around this with a ½). Here is, generally, how I conceptualize stars:
★ - This was Bad. I would actively recommend that you do NOT read this one, no redeeming qualities whatsoever, not worth the slog. Save Yourself, It's Too Late For Me. Book goes in the garbage (donate bin).
★★ - This was Not Good. I would not recommend it, but it wasn't a total waste or wash--something in here held my interest/kept my attention/sparked some joy. I will not be rereading this ever. Save Yourself (Or Join Me In Suffering, That Seems Like A Cool Bonding Activity).
★★★ - This was Good/Fine/Okay/Meh. I don't care about this enough to recommend it one way or another. Perfectly serviceable book, held my interest, I probably enjoyed myself (or at least didn't actively loathe the reading). I don't have especially strong feelings. You probably don't need to save yourself from this one--if it sounds like your jam, give it a shot! Just didn't resonate with me particularly powerfully. I probably won't reread this unless I'm after something in particular.
★★★½ - I liked this! I'll probably recommend it if I know it matches someone's vibes or specific requests, but I didn't commit to a star rating on Goodreads. More likely to reread, but not guaranteed.
★★★★ - I really enjoyed this!! I would recommend it (sometimes with caveats about content warnings or such--I tend to like weird fucked up funny shit, and I don't have many hard readerly NO's). Not a perfect book for me by any means, but Very Good. This is something I would reread! Join me!!
★★★★★ - I LOVED THE SHIT OUT OF THIS, IT REWIRED MY BRAIN, WILL RECOMMEND TO ANYONE AND EVERYONE AT THE SLIGHTEST PROVOCATION (content warning caveats still apply--see 4-star disclaimer). Excellent book, I'll reread it regularly, I'll buy copies for all my friends, I'll try to convince all of Booklr to read it, PLEASE join me!!
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dontforgetoctober3rd · 7 months ago
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Masterlist of my fics so far
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Forgot how frustrating writing was but also how much I used to love it (I was churning out fanfics every other day when I was 14 lmaooo)
A lot of them I genuinely pulled out of my ass, a few I had to entirely rewrite before publishing on here and a couple are unfinished BUT this is them! It's a wide variety (Mostly House of The Dragon, my current obsession, but there's other fandoms too!)
Not This Time
A short, Cregan Stark-centric drabble about his grief during Jacaerys' visit to Winterfell. This is a sad, doomed-by-the-narrative fic.
A Piece Of Home
A oneshot Aemond Targaryen X Yi Ti OC fic. Nothing but cute and peaceful domestic fluff!
Come Go With Me
An extremely cheesy, corny, Michael Gavey oneshot where he meets his dream girl at the bread and butter, 'ol reliable of every meet-cute fanfiction: a coffee shop. I love it tho! Tried my best to keep Michael's personality canon compliant (imo)
Life Eternal
A multi-chatper hotd fic based off another incredible hotd fic (which I highly recommend), Second Sons by @avengingangelfanfic .
Status: unfinished
The Lesson
A short Rhaemond (Rhaena X Aemond) drabble where Aemond basically openly simps for his wife Rhaena via caring for her hair and has...issues with how some men perceive that as demeaning. So he handles it lol
Untitled Aemond X Rhaena fic
Pure fluff. I never gave this a title, but all the same here is the summary: Pregnant Rhaena craves limes/lime-flavored things so her husband Aemond of course does everything he can, causing innkeeper Hotpie some difficulties in the process. Hotpie is actually the star of this fic lmao
Untitled Aemond X Rhaena fic 2
More random Rhaemond fluff. A no dance of dragons AU where everyone gets along, the lovely couple is at a ball having a discussion on when is the appropriate time to say the "L" word to someone.
A Keen Eye
A mini Aemond x Rhaena fic that they aren't actually in but it's still about them! It's a bunch of highborn girls gossiping about their marriage.
Untitled Daemon X Rhea Royce fluff
Exactly what it says on the tin. Not really a coherent story but little snippets of their life together if their marriage had been a happy one.
Spillways
A multi-chapter The Gilded Age fic featuring Marian and an OC who is a future Earl! Agnes is also a huge part of this story, I love her character!
Status: unfinished
One Day
Another Gilded Age fanfic, this one is just a little snippet of Bertha's mother's life in Ireland before she married.
He Is
However cheesy you might find my Michael Gavey fic, this oneshot out cheeses it for sure. A crossover Bridgerton/HOTD fic with some Skyrim mentions, it's a timeskip to where Philomena Finch is of age and on the marriage mart. Except, she doesn't want to marry. She wants to write! Aemond also loves to write! Well, well well...and yes, the title is another Ghost song surprise surprise.
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teatitty · 1 year ago
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I would also like to scream in your ear for your erasermic spooky month hcs, love all your erasermic stuff. Waiting until my days off to read the other 2 chaps of the one fic and then the new one,,,as a treat for suffering through Capitalism,,,,
Pulls out my files
They have a big black gothic house that's a mix of traditional and modern styles with bright pink curtains in the windows because Aizawa loves pink and every room is a different theme/vibe, it has three floors to it + a variety of secret rooms [if you've ever seen the Edith Finch game think that] just for funsies
They're somewhere in the Top 50 Richest Heroes list for Japan but neither of them mention it at all because they just don't care. This is how they manage to own about 15 cats [I also used to have 15 cats lol] and they employ a housekeeper called Rukiya
Rukiya is an ex-hitwoman who was sent to assassinate Nemuri but Nemuri liked her vibes so much they became besties. Officially Rukiya is "missing" but unofficially she's working for EraserMic as a housekeeper whenever they're away and lives with Nemuri
Rukiya dresses and acts like a maid but this is because she's committed to the Aesthetic™️
Their kitchen is filled with warm colours and tones and is the neatest looking room in the whole house
When Tensei was paralysed and would never walk again [Stain arc] they immediately set about modifying the house to be wheelchair friendly and completely accessible to him because Tensei likes staying over sometimes
Shinsou's room is a mix of naruto merchandise and real life animal skulls and fossils. All ethically found of course [re: he finds dead creatures and cleans them up before taking them home. Some of these dead creatures have leaked into the other rooms and hallways oopsies]
Eri has the brightest room because she loves bright colours and it's very hilariously jarring to go through this House Of Horrors only to open her door and get blasted by unicorn quilt covers, pawprints painted on her walls and a fluffy rug in the shape of a smiling cartoon dog
If Tokoyami's edgy emo ass ever came to this house he would never want to leave
A slight smutty HC now: the first time Hizashi and Shouta had penetrative sex it was in a coffin in an undertaker's store because they were meant to be spying on someone and locked themselves in it to avoid being seen. They were, like, 18 at the time
Their bedroom is a mix of goth and punk aesthetics with splashes of colour. They have one bedside lamp and no other lights save the sun itself and this is because of Hizashi's light sensitivity
The bed is big enough to fit four people if you squish up because Nemuri and Tensei loved doing that. Now Shinsou and Eri sometimes join them in it if they have nightmares
Shinsou fucking loves halloween but he acts super cool and calm about it guys haha ignore all those outfits and decorations he just bought on impulse it's fine
Eri doesn't really get the full point of halloween she just likes dressing up
Because of what she went through with Overhaul, Eri is surprisingly unaffected by horror movies and will gladly watch even the goriest of them with her dad's without issue. Shinsou, however, is terrified of them and will crawl over the back of the sofa to get as far away from the screen as possible
Aizawa doesn't have any private rooms for himself but does do most of his work in the kitchen because it's closest to all the snacks. He's a chronic snacker which is why he drinks jelly pouches all the time [mood]
Hizashi, however, has two private rooms for himself: a studio room for all his recordings and radio related plans and then another soundproofed room where he can just blast loud music and scream or lay on the floor to feel the bass vibrations. Shinsou also uses this room a lot to de-stress. They have screaming sessions together
I said it in another post but I'll put it here again: the first time Eri attends school she ends up getting stalked in secret by Aizawa and Shinsou, full ninja-like, and Hizashi judges them for it right up until they find him disguised as one of the school staff so he can also keep an eye on her. Eri is oblivious to this
A lot of Eri's classmates are convinced her family are in the yakuza because of how scary and intimidating they look. It's the sleep deprivation and long work hours
People think Present Mic is a purely daytime hero but this is false! Mic is called on a lot by the Underground Heroes to sneak into places in various disguises to get information because he's just one of those guys who can fit in anywhere and is a great actor
Shinsou is a terrible actor because he's not good at on-the-spot improv which has led to some very funny situations for him
This family's idea of fun is to terrorise everyone around them for kicks. You're in a deep dark tunnel with no lights? Well guess what they're gonna jumpscare you and/or make spooky noises that echo everywhere just to watch you shit yourself
Eri moves so quickly and quietly people think the UA dorms are haunted by a ghost
Eri's the only person to have ever successfully snuck up on Bakugou and scared the shit out of him in the kitchens. Shinsou was wheezing to death about it for days afterwards
Had to come back in to add one I forgot about: Aizawa is a borderline yandere for his family and that is canon To Me. I will expand on this eventually
And that's all the ones I can think of at the moment! And HELL YEAH LOOKING FORWARD TO YOUR A+ COMMENTS AS ALWAYS! I'm taking a break from writing for a while so there's time to catch up also I am rooting for you to get through capitalist hell retail sucks
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swallowedbyfandom · 2 months ago
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My beloved son,
I must say the getaway you arranged for Portia was a splendid gift. She was extremely touched by your gesture. I would know, I was over for tea when your letter arrived. I was surprised you would go to such lengths to show your appreciation for your new mama as you have never done something so grand for your old mama.
I am sure you did not mean to slight me. You would never put me in the position of having the other mama's in the Ton gossip about how you fawn over your new mama. Of course not, you are too thoughtful a son to ignore the woman who gave you life. You would never disappoint me in such a manner.
I am sure you are arranging something equally as impressive for me. It must just be taking you a little longer to set up my surprise. Do not worry. I can be patient, so long as not too much time passes.
Expectantly,
Your mother
Mother,
How could you doubt me? I am your most charming son, of course I have something in the works for you. Please be at ease.
If you must know I just wanted to show my regard for Portia's struggles. I know she has been abrasive and cruel in the past. I am not justifying her behavior. However that cruelty, and the fearsome reputation she garnered kept them safe. She kept my wife safe from the less scrupulous men in society. Whom may have believed my tiny wife easy prey. Let us be honest Baron Featherington left his Ladies vulnerable even before his passing. That they managed as well as they did for as long as they did, can be attributed to how cut throat and manipulative Portia was.
Did you know shortly after my wife debuted, Lord Featherington meant to settle one of this many debts with her hand in marriage? Fortunately after he notified Portia of his decision he took a tumble down the stairs while intoxicated. He had an attack of conscience thereafter and promptly decided to leave the marital decisions up to Portia. I admire that, mama.
Also Mr. Finch, is the worst, I swear. He told on me! He ran off and snitched. He even sent a letter taunting me! He had the gall to claim he had stolen my title as Portia's favorite son. As if I could be displaced so easily. You know how competitive I can be. This is the perfect way to one up Albion and to allow Portia a chance to relax.
There is a code that gentleman must follow. A sacred part of that code is not repeating the tomfoolery that happens in a gentlemen's club. I must avenge my honor. I shall not be defeated by some cheese monger.
Yours always,
Col
Dearest Colin,
It is lovely to see you are bonding with your new brother. Do be careful not to overwhelm Mr. Finch. Most people(sane people) are not as competitive as you and your siblings. Do be careful that your freud with Mr. Finch doesn't get too out of hand. The last thing we need is sweet Penelope getting caught in the crossfire.
I shall be gracious and allow you to forego a grand gesture. In exchange you will send over my grand babies for the next four weekends. I need more cuddle time with my sweet darlings. You can use that time to pamper your wife.
Hugs and kisses,
Your mama
Husband,
I apologize for falling asleep midway through our conversation. I see you are out with your brothers and I will likely be sleeping again before you return. So here are my thoughts.
Colin you have 8 sisters, 2 mamas, 4 nieces, a wife, and a daughter and still you have much to learn about women. That is a trap. I repeat it is a trap. Do not walk into it. You cannot forego a gesture. You will purchase your mama an elegant cameo, with a disgustingly excessive floral arrangement. Then and only then, will you accept her offer for babysitting. It would not hurt to arrange an outing for just the two of you.
I can entertain my apprentice and Gregory while you both have a day out. It would be nice to plan an adventure for Gregory and Hyacinth before he goes off to Elton.
Yours always,
A sleepy wife
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indignantlemur · 11 months ago
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Small delay in any art/writing updates! My fiancé and I are cat-sitting for a little over a week and these fluffy little bastards (affectionate) have declared war on anyone with the audacity to try to sleep between midnight and 5am.
Consolation prize cat pics in the meantime!
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Hildy is a little formerly-feral tabby, weighing in at a negligible 10-ish lbs (in comparison to the others). She's a little odd, but quite charming. She goes brrrrp! and ma-maow! whenever she sees us and tries to lick my fiancé's eyelids. We don't know why. It's probably better that we don't know. She's a more recent addition to my friend's household, so I don't know as much about her as the other two yet, but from what I understand her previous owners didn't take care of her at all and basically left her to the land. I will say that my friend has done an amazing job of socializing her and working on her fear-aggression and trust issues. I saw her briefly when she first arrived over a year ago and it's like she's a whole new cat now. 8/10 - Hildy's a little too quick to claw when overexcited for my preferences, but otherwise a lovely little moggy who loves cuddles and pets.
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Isaac Catsimov the distinguished (mostly blind at this point) flame-point Ragdoll gentleman, at a respectable 16lbs. Isaac doesn't believe in personal space, and for an old man (he's almost 18 now) he's surprisingly agile, as his pre-dawn parkour sessions can attest to. Great lungs, superb sound system: I do wish he'd sing something other than mournful cat-dirges at 3am however. He also slaps people in the face to 'politely' request a resource of some sort. We both take our thyroid meds together every morning. He's a good sport about it. 9/10 - Isaac loses a point for slapping me in the face this morning with his giant shovel paws because he stood in his own water dish and got fur in it, but I love him so much.
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And, saving my personal favourite for last, this is "Big Fellow" Atticus Finch (as he's listed in his vet records) the dark-bodied seal point Ragdoll-Maine Coon mix (and also the grandson of Isaac!), reigning supreme at roughly 20lbs of solid muscle and fluff. He runs like a badger, makes the most terrifyingly deep BAO! sound in the dead of the night when he's bored, and headbutts like a freight train at full speed with faulty breaks. He also likes to hold people's hands and cuddle their arms with all four of his feet. 15/10 - I love him more than life itself, and also fear I am slightly concussed.
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