#give me as many as u want dearest!!! :*

[intoxicated-chan]

Miguel O'Hara x f!reader smut request

Our dearest Miguel breaks the headboard during sex. That has for sure happened to him once or twice!! At least it's true in my headcanons!

Tell Me How U Feel

✿ฺ Paring ➳❥ Miguel O’Hara x F!Reader

✿ฺ Summary ➳❥ You’ve told him many many times that he must watch his strength whenever it comes to sex. It seems Miguel doesn’t like listening.

✿ฺ (A/n) ➳❥ Inspired by “Tell Me How U Feel” by Black Dresses. Two posts in one day, especially smutty ones. Thanks for reading!! I used Spanishdict so please let me know if there is anything wrong!!

✿ฺ Word Count ➳❥ 430

✿ฺ Content Warnings ➳❥ Female reader, p in v, little obsession from Miguel, no prep, fluffy, restraints, hickies, bruising…..

Want more Miguel content? Check out my MASTERLIST!

“Las cosas que haría por ti.” (The things I would do for you.)

A yelp comes from your lips as you fall back, caught by surprise by the springiness from his bed. You push yourself up on your elbows, you look up at him to see him staring right down at you. The two of you were already nude.

Miguel crawls forward on the bed, he looks over your hickey littered neck and the bruise already forming on your hip. His eyes then came into contact with yours, he stopped when he was on top of you and pushed you back to lay back on the bed.

He takes your arms and moves them upward until your wrists are pushed against the headboard. You can feel the weird substance of Miguel’s webbing retrain your wrists.

His tongue runs over his lips as he grabs your legs, spreading them further. He didn’t tease or give any kind of warning, he slammed right into you.

Miguel let out a growl like sound, his pace quickened immediately which earned more and loud moans from you.

“Quiero todo de ti.” (I want all of you.) Miguel hissed, his hands moving to clutch the headboard as he slammed right into you, over and over again. You can hear the headboard slamming against the wall.

“Te quiero solo para mi.” (I want you to myself only.)

That’s when you heard the crack and your arms fall from the headboard, it makes Miguel stop his moment and click his tongue in annoyance.

“Dammit, Miguel!” You groan, “I just bought this frame!” You look at the damage, carefully moving away from the splinters and broken pieces of the wood, “Seriously?”

“You should’ve bought a better frame.”

“I shouldn’t be buying more frames if someone could watch their strength.” You retort, “Untie me.” You sit up and push your tied wrist to him.

He grabs your wrists, “No puedo controlarme cuando estoy contigo.” (I can’t control myself when I’m with you.) He uses his claws to pry off the webbing.

“Great! Now I have to get a new frame.” You get up from bed and gather your clothes.

“Where are you going?” Miguel asked, grabbing his clothes and putting them on when he’s following you out the door.

You manage to put on your clothes, “To buy a new frame.” You grab your keys and put on your shoes.

“Can’t that wait?” But Miguel doesn’t follow you when he steps out the door.

“No.” And you shut the door, off to buy a new frame. You leave Miguel feeling frustrated.

© 2023 Intoxicated-Chan, I do not allow my work to be copied, translated, modified, adapted, or put on any other platform without permission.

[wttcsms]

i can’t believe yall let me forget abt my concept of reverse grumpy x sunshine where it’s READER who’s the cold, stand off-ish ceo and it’s sugawara who’s the completely normal ray of sunshine who is kinda going through it. you have a child w the first and only boy who broke your heart (and subsequently made u the cold blooded woman you are now) but as your grandfather is getting closer to croaking, his lawyers come around and you realize something very, very terrible: any claim to ur inheritance is barred by the simple stipulation of you needing to be married. whatever. a marriage is just another type of business partnership. except grandfather dearest wants to see his favorite granddaughter - you - genuinely happy.

he won’t accept what he considers to be a disingenuous marriage. you don’t have many actors on speed dial. and if you’re going to have to act like a happy family, you at least want someone who is kind to your kid.

enter in mr. sugawara, who during a parent teacher conference gives you an awkward smile as he pulls you to the side and lets you know that your child has repeatedly accidentally called him “dad” on several occasions.

he’s kinda cute. so when he’s done with his assessment of ur child, you tilt your head and change sugawara’s world when you ask him, “do you want to get married?”

[likemosaic]

coco bites back her insecurity about it, keeps her expression even. if he wants a reaction, it's not forthcoming—yet. instead, she sucks on her straw obnoxiously and loudly before she answers, tone careless, "iiiiii dunno about that. felt pretty personal to me. like, compensating for something? i mean, i get it. yatsu makes all the short guys reeeeally upset."

* 🙴 @likemosaic ; ❝ s'nothing personal, i promise—— we would have trashed anyone else too. just so happened to be your team that round. ❞

[killuakiru]

hiii!!!

idk if u do any specific character hcs, but can i request some fluff Chrollo hcs of him as a husband??? (i love Chrollo sm)

ty!!!

Our first Chrollo request we absolutely cheered 🙌 i can absolutely do this !! Thank you for your request 🫶 Hopefully you like this 🥹🥹 first time writing Chrollo so uhhhh.... SORRY IF IT'S SHORTHSJDJD

⊹₊⋆ My Sweetheart ! ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁

⊹₊⋆ Gn!Reader x Chrollo Lucilfer ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁

╰┈➤ He's your dearest hubby and the little activities you do w/ each other :3

༉‧₊˚. Start !༉‧₊˚.

• Honestly ? Chrollo would buy ( steal ) expensive gifts for you to make up for his constant absence, being in the Phantom Troupe is busy and all yk

• Oh and I feel like he'd be the type to send little letters just in case he gets caught up in some mission they did.

• The said note would probably have some cheesy and cliche words like "you're the hope of my life." Or something like that, but he absolutely means everything he says.

• He just makes it extra cheesy to make you giggle or flash a smile in thought of him.

• Now that that's away– I feel like Chrollo would show his affection by his actions and words.

• Actions, he does very small gentleman-like things, like pushing the door for you, holding your hand whenever you descend from some stairs, having a hand on your waist whenever he'd guide you to someplace, and more!

• Words, he pulls up late at night with a damn haiku in his hand, and he holds your hand with his free hand as he reads it aloud to you.

• You find it both cheesy and romantic, but his eyes definitely don't deceive. The man is truly in love with you.

• Since he probably grew up in poverty, Chrollo wants to provide both of you financially enough, even if it means to go through harsh lengths.

• In a scenario where you didn't know your husband is the boss of the Phantom Troupe, Chrollo continues to keep it a secret as that information could truly break one's relationship. Chrollo treats you like a man in love with his wife would, and he is still whipped.

• In a scene where you ARE aware your husband is in the Phantom Troupe, then you're a member yourself who grew up with Chrollo. During "missions" You supported the troupe and Chrollo's personal assistant ( literally ) since he is your husband.

• Let's go to how he proposed, shall we ? :3

• In a scenario where you aren't aware, Chrollo proposes to you in a very elegant and beautiful secluded area. He had a very beautiful ring in his hand and a genuine smile plastered on his face, he spoke up. "It would be an honor for a being like you to be wedded to a mortal like me. Will you make my wish come true, yn?"

• In a scenario where you are aware, he proposed to you during a mission. Pulling you aside to hide you from the many explosions and gun shots, he stands on one knee, looking up to you like you're his god(dess). "Oh, my dear. You are one of a kind, if we are to be bound for eternal life, I shan't complain. However, are you? Willing to be bound in a heartstring with me for eternal life?" ( yes this is a spy x family reference )

• He does a lot of things for you though ! In a scene where you're injured, Chrollo is automatically by your side, soothing your nerves and rubbing your arm.

• Chrollo might not show it through physical touch, but when he does, it's during moments where you and him are truly vulnerable– to feel each other's skin, palm against palm, it's something Chrollo wouldn't naturally do to other people. You, are his sweetheart, so he'd do it within a heartbeat.

• You strummed his heartstrings, and he was tied to your soul, a fit from the universe, he claims.

༉‧₊˚. End !༉‧₊˚.

Thank you for reading ! This strictly belongs to me / killuakiru and I do not give permission for you to repost on other platforms, thank you !

[enjoythesilentworld]

2024 fandom review!

thank u for the tag @willesredlights sorry it took me literally ages to get to it

lets pretend we're not almost two weeks into the new year ok? and what a year it has been. holy shit.

~ Fics written ~

I'll be honest I did go a little batshit crazy this past year. 314k words across 19 published works, plus god knows how much more unpublished on tumblr. listen, I was deep in the ??? phase of my master's (still am, lets be honest) and desperately looking for a new creative outlet. I've always been a writer, always loved dreaming up stories, but I have never quite connected to a universe as much as I have to this one. I resonate with so many of the characters, and i just feel like there is so much room to play and explore. i will continue to add in old people OCs to my fics wherever and whenever i get the chance.

First fic: for the tree's sake (M, 48k) aka tree boys inspired by the trip that eventually led to my discover of young royals in late '23, and my darling baby. yes, that airplane ride that seems weird and random is based on truth!

Fav fic: just if for a minute (T, 53k) aka fake married idiots i greatly enjoyed making Wille suffer for just under 53k. that confrontation scene took days off my life and yet i am so proud of how it turned out.

Honorary mention to Growing towards the light, which was a dream to work on and create with my dear sweet friend Lia. there is one braincell between the two of us and it's full of nature facts and dick jokes. and beautiful stories about getting lost in the wilderness and finding yourself along the way. and tent-dick jokes.

Last fic: Wille på Hyllan (T, 13k) aka christmas shenanigans! another collab with my dearest friends which was hilarious to write and so silly and imo an example of one of the greatest perks of being in a fandom: meeting some of the most incredible people ever. also, dick-lights and dick-tomtar and dick-cookies. what more could you want?

~ Fics Read ~

if i tried to go through my history and tell you how many fics i read this year i would never make this post. i'd be here counting and trying to copy links forever. i read hundreds of fics. i enjoyed all of them, thoroughly. i got a lot better at leaving comments (sometimes). i was consistently and repeatedly blown away by the genius brains we have in this little Swedish corner of the internet.

if you are a writer i love you and i give u a kiss on the forehead.

also: i recently made a lil rec list here.

~ Other Stuff? ~

i had two big, busy months this year. three? : May, Wille's month & July, Simon's month i cannot believe i wrote 62 stories in 62 different universes (give or take a few). that's kind of stupid! but oh my god it was so fun!! some of my favs: -> Food, where Wille and Simon meet and embark on a mistakenly booked couples food tour in Barcelona -> Fashion/Style, aka the Met Gala AU aka the thing that turned into something so much bigger than i could have ever imagined. literally i thought people were gonna hate it. so, thank u for not hating it. and for letting it become 15k+ of pwp. -> Secret, friends to lovers RAHHHHHH -> Home (Improvement), aka grumpy home renovator Simon idk i just feel like this should become a full-blown fic one day

and oh boy who can forget about Kinktober from wax kinks in 17th century Italy to desperate love confession in the middle of wildfires to... whatever that was in the confessional (idk, that's between them and God).

2024...

I did some painting: x x I wrote some real weird lil ficlets: x x and I met dozens of incredible people. thank u for liking my stupid rambling posts from 3am and my silly little ficlets and for reading my stories and telling me about your stories and saving me from the Frankfurt airport and yelling with me about stuff thats definitely not in the Bible and sharing your time and space and art and care.

@bigalockwood @hergrandplan @gulliblelemon @saynomorefic @pagegirlintraining @skibasyndrome @sobadbad @impossibleknots @piebingo @theaviatorthatcouldnotfly @misfithive @sillylittleflower @zee-has-commitment-issues @purplehoodiesandclementines @justfriendsbestthings

giving u a big hug. and! this is by no means an exhaustive list. if ur reading this we are bffs. send me a message ok? ok. y'all keep me sane and happy and i am so grateful for you! live love wilmon

[silverdragon-imagines-blog]

This is my happiness

[Finally wrote the sequel to "What about your happiness?". I hope you all enjoy these two getting back together to end off 2024. ^u^]

Sailing away from Wano was... different. After so long without the full crew, Sanji found himself feeling tense. And not just because of everything that had changed since the last time they had all been together.

Whole Cake Island was one thing, but after that call during the raid with Zoro... well, things were tense now.

They had broken up, that had been said and done for a long time now, but even during the party after Onigashima, he could feel lingering eyes on him. He never made eye contact, but he knew it was Zoro. Who else could it be really?

Despite things ending amicably between them, Sanji could feel the air between them was different now. It was not exactly tense, but there was something he couldn't place.

It had been a few days of this, and he dreaded when the crew would ask questions. Unfortunately for him, Nami's knowing looks let him know that the questions would come sooner than he would like.

"Sanji-kun, could I talk to you for a minute?" the navigator had come into the galley only five days from Wano, and of course, he could never deny her anything.

"Of course, my sweet! Anything you desire, I will do my best to give you," Sanji smiled, turning away from meal prep to give her his full attention.

Nami smiled, taking a seat at the bar separating the kitchen and dining room.

"I wanted to see how you were doing after everything at Wano. I saw you at the party with several women, and I was curious where you disappeared to after." Nami's smile was as lovely as it was mischievous. She propped her chin up on her hands as she looked at Sanji.

Sanji could feel himself flush at the question, clearing his throat for a moment. The afterparty at Wano was lovely, and he enjoyed the company he found himself in, especially the chance to flirt with all of the beautiful ladies who joined him. However...

"Your insinuation, while flattering my sweet, is incorrect," Sanji looked away, rubbing the back of his neck in embarrassment. I was with many beautiful ladies, that is true. However, after some time, I left the party to go back to where we were staying. No one was with me."

He didn't say that the thought of bringing anyone back with him felt... wrong. Though he supposed there wasn't a reason for that feeling. He could have taken someone back and no one would be upset, and yet.

"Really? That's a shame, you looked like you were having a great time."

"I was, Nami dear, that I can promise you. What brought on the questions though?"

Nami shrugged, though her kind smile betrayed her.

"I suppose I wanted to see how you were really feeling. After everything we went through together, I guess I wanted to make sure you're actually okay and not just lying to save face again."

"Ah, I see," Sanji nodded, taking a deep breath as he looked at Nami properly, "I'll admit that things are... different now I suppose. Not necessarily in a bad way, but..."

He trails off, looking out the small porthole window above the sink. He hears Nami get up from her seat and approach him, her soft hand holding onto his own.

"Are you happy, Sanji?"

That was the question wasn't it. He wished he could answer her yes, he was happy now, but he knew that wouldn't quite be true. He sighed, turning to face her.

"I wish I could say I was happy, Nami dearest, that I finally have everything I wanted. But now I think that what I had was enough and it's too late to change it."

Nami shook her head, squeezing his hand in hers for a moment. With a smile, she started to tug him to come with her.

"I think you'll find that not every mistake has to stay permanent."

She led him out to the deck, the bright sun blinding for a moment before he took in the scene before him. Luffy was messing around on deck with Chopper as Franky and Usopp shared their projects with each other. Brook was playing his violin as Jinbei watched from the upper deck with Robin watering her plants beside him. And then there was Zoro, leaning against the main mast as he took in everything going on. From here, it looked like nothing changed at all, that they were all just how they were so many months ago. Back when he and Zoro could linger near each other without tension filling the air.

Nami led him down the stairs towards Zoro and he could feel as each step made him nervous. It was like he was admitting he was wrong, and while he knew that was exactly the point, it felt like a failure. Like he was admitting that he missed waking up next to Zoro, that he missed the late night conversations and casual touches that lingered long after the sparring concluded.

He was lying to himself, he did miss all of those things, but why would Nami bring him to Zoro? Zoro who he was sure wanted nothing to do with him. Nami must have sensed his distress, as she looked back at him just a few steps away from the relaxed moss on the deck.

"Hey, it'll be okay," she said, squeezing his hand again. "Trust me that you're both more alike than you think. I've sailed with you for a long time, and I know how you both are."

"My dear, I want to trust you, but I don't think I believe that he'd want anything to do with me outside of being crewmates."

Nami squeezed his hand again, tugging him the last few steps to stand in front of Zoro. His shadow blocked the light, causing Zoro to open his eye.

"You both are lying to yourselves, and I know it's hurting you just as much as it's hurting the crew. Please just try talking to each other, I think you both need it."

There, Nami left him as she walked back to the upper deck. Sanji stood there, just watching Zoro as the swordsman looked back at him. They said nothing to each other, but it was almost like they both knew what each other was saying with the silence.

Zoro stood up, stretching and yawning. Sanji just stood there, taking the time to light a cigarette, if only to relax his nerves.

"C'mon, dartbrow, let's go somewhere away from the crew."

Sanji nodded and followed quietly as Zoro headed up the ladder to the crow's nest. It was quiet compared to the deck, but as the swordsman closed the trap door, it felt almost oppressive. Sanji elected to sit on the bench, opening the window just enough to breathe out the smoke from his cigarette. He watched Zoro pace the room for a minute, until he sighed and sat on the ground next to him with his back to the bench.

"I know what the witch is trying to do," Zoro spoke, though he did not look Sanji's way, "we talked in Wano. She's worried I think, but I already told her it's fine. My only concern as far as this," he gestured to Sanji and himself, "is concerned, is you."

Sanji took a long drag of his cigarette, letting the smoke settle in his lungs before he breathed out through the window.

"What concern, shitty mosshead? It's over, we both agreed on that, right?"

"We did."

At this, Zoro turned to him, his expression closed off as he regarded Sanji.

"Cook, the only thing I care about now is your happiness. I saw you with those women, and I don't think you've ever smiled that brightly since I've known you."

It felt like a punch in the gut, how wrong Sanji really was about how much Zoro cared about him even now that they weren't together. He sat there, smoking away until his cigarette burned down to the filter. He exhaled, the sound turning to a sigh at the end.

"I think I know now what my happiness is, and how stupid I've been." Sanji admitted, sliding off the bench to be at the same level as Zoro. He looked into the other's eye, seeing his confusion. It was amusing, but he didn't let it linger any more than was necessary. He closed the distance, letting his lips meet Zoro's and pressing himself as close to the other as he could. He wrapped his arms around him, feeling tears start to gather in his eyes as he felt Zoro reciprocate the kiss.

He pulled away to rest his forehead against Zoro's, letting himself take in what he almost lost.

"This, right here, is my happiness. That is if you'll have me."

Zoro chuckled, a calloused hand running through blonde locks as Zoro smiled at him.

"I'd be happy to have you back, Curls. As long as you want."

[hotchfiles]

nothing else compares,

part-two of passenger seat // seth cohen × fem!reader w.c: 1.317 content heads-up: light descriptions of sexual sceneries, alcohol mention.

You and Seth were geeks, your phones glued to your hands, your replies to each other were always quick, a rapid fire of witty remarks and references only you two could understand. That's why it was strange not to hear from you all day.

If Seth was being honest to himself, he only noticed the lack of response from you after lunch, when he was less hungover and dizzy from the night before, and he shrugged it off as you feeling as poorly as him from the tequila shots, but now it’s 5PM and you haven’t replied and he’s freaking out.

Did you die?

Alcohol poisoning is a thing that happens.

You could’ve been run over by a car going home.

Chocked to death while throwing up. There were so many options of horrible death causes that would lead you to not replying to him quickly.

Because obviously only that could excuse such thing. Nothing less than death could keep you two from talking to each other.

He texts you more:

cohen: r u alive cohen: like for realz worried lol cohen: did smth happen?

Sends you an email:

Dearest friend, It has come to my attention that you haven’t replied to my texts for the last 9hrs. If you could be so kind to answer this e-mail quick to assure me of your safety I would be oh! So grateful. Sincerely, your BEST friend Seth.

And does the unthinkable: Seth calls you.

You don’t pick up, which is almost a relief to him because you hate speaking on the phone and he would get yelled at for calling but now the funny paranoia is starting to sink in and turn into actual worry.

He knows he should just go over to your place and find out what the heck is going on, but he is frozen in his spot, sat down on his rug staring at his phone.

He realizes he’s scared to leave and find out something really did happen and you two won’t ever talk again. A terrifying feeling that never once has reached him before.

The sound of the outside door sliding open and close again doesn’t startle him, but the soft smack at the back of his head did.

Ryan.

“Ouch, what was that for?”

“You’re an idiot.”

“You’ll have to be more specific.” Maybe he shouldn’t have asked, that way Ryan wouldn’t have gone into details about how the best girl Seth has ever met was actually in love with him, while he was chasing and dating Summer, and how he completely crushed your heart by not remembering the night before.

“My life is a shitty afternoon sitcom.” Are the first words Seth is able to mutter as Ryan finishes explaining how much of a douche he was, because just in a sitcom would he wake up from a drunken night out, imagine it was all just an alcohol induced vivid dream of something he wasn’t aware he wanted and how much he wanted it and brush it off.

He thought he got home thinking of you and that it all just clicked in his mind like an old puzzle that had a missing piece he couldn’t find before, but it was too complicated to get into those feelings after being friends for so long.

Now he had not choice.

And you? You thought Ryan would get Seth to stop texting you and to generally leave you alone without spilling the details you shared with him. The issue with being best friends with both of them and both of them being best friends with each other was that there was never room for secrets.

The only secret Ryan was able to keep, and for years too, was the fact you were terribly in love with his curly haired brother, much because he figured it out years before you spilled the beans, which meant you were also alerted by him that Seth was coming over, giving you enough time to lock your bedroom window and tell your parents you didn't want to see him.

And you don't see him, at least not at first as the first notes of Clocks barge in your room, as loud as if you were listening it on your iPod, confusion hits you, it seems like a romantic gesture and that just can't be it. So you keep still, frozen in your spot far away from the window.

“Hey, come on! I'm all dressed up!” His complaint comes in a yell to be heard over the music, it makes you laugh and your resolve melts, being replaced by curiosity.

You notice the suit he's wearing before even opening the window and you have no choice but to run down the stairs towards the front door, Seth's voice badly singing you are, you are guiding your feet directly to where he stood in front of his car, white flower ironically matching your fluffy flip flops.

“I don't have a boombox.” He's out of breath, his voice raspy from the screaming and you're sure he's never looked or sounded this good before.

“You're such a dork, what in the 80's romance plot is this?” It’s a weak jab, especially considering he can see how moved you are by the way you quickly fidget with the rings adorning your fingers, he always loved to play with them as well when he was bored. He doesn’t say anything, waiting for the last notes of home, home, where I wanted to go echoing from his car to stop.

He takes your hands in his like a prayer, kisses the top of your fingers softly, tender and your heart feels bigger than your body. “So, last night I had this crazy dream, the most amazing, funny, talented and just… Very hot—” He stops to give you a look and you feel your insides warm up by the attention instantly. “—Girl I’ve ever met confessed she liked me and we had the most amazing night.” Seth sighs as he remembers the details he has stored in his mind, he surely doesn’t remember everything, most of it a blur that felt like a dream, looked like a haze, but he could remember the way your lips felt against his, against his neck, the way you sounded when you gasped and when you moaned his name. “And then I woke up and had to go back to my normal life.”

“And your normal life is texting the supposed most amazing, funny, talented, very hot girl you’ve ever met about Summer, first thing in the morning?” You sound bitter, and you look just the same, brows almost touching, lips turned. You quickly take your hands from his, crossing your arms over your body in an attempt to protect yourself from what’s to come.

“I mean, yeah, that sounds bad, but like, I wasn’t gonna text you hey, just woke up from a sex dream with you!” He is way too loud and it makes you laugh and shush him at the same time, “or just a good morning? Who texts their best friend good morning only, that’s just weird.”

“What about Summer?” You ask in almost a whisper, allowing yourself to get closer to him once more.

“I don’t even know who that is, for all I know we only have three seasons.” It’s a bad joke, but you know what he means, you always do, so you nod and look up to him, holding the jacket of his suit with both of your hands tenderly waiting for his move, and Seth might be a bit slow, and he might have missed years of clues coming from you, but he sees this one, holds your face with one of his hands and before you realize you’re finally feeling is lips against yours once again, no lingering taste of alcohol now, just mint and strawberry gum.

[yooboobies]

here is my gif wrapped for 2024 /ᐠ - ‸ -マ - tagged by @jkvjimin and @cordiallyfuturedwight thank you for thinking of me too darlings! the brain behind the idea: the amazing @raplinenthusiasts

What a year... I feel like most I would like to say here has been already said and I don't want to drag the past with myself anymore. You all know anyway!:) January and February won't be included in this one, so my list is a bit shorter... but I am happy I decided to come back in March and start it all over again. Thank you for giving me the space to create. I love creating, I love capturing my ideas let those be tiny stories, comforting pieces, vibes or literally anything, by using gifs. I love giving my creativity the space! I will inlcude each month's most popular, and personal favourite ones!:)

March: beautiful hobi the first and only set I made in this month when I came back - this one is very dear to me

April: the most popular was too sweet yoongi but my personal favourite were yoonjin and floofy sope

May: may was a rough month work vise so I didn't make a lot but my most popular piece was the last yoongi (he is so huhhh) - my personal favourite was the mint choco set for dasha

June: the most popular was definitely undercut sope (AS THEY SHOULD!!!!) and my personal favourites are smiley yoongi and fav yoongi x bangtan moments

July: very hot yoongi was my most popular one this month (as he should) but honestly the one I adore the most are sope holding hands, ukiyo yoongi and rockstar yoonmin

August: yoongi's love language (most popular - i dont wanna add anything or i will cry) personal favourite ones: first piece of laugh series ; yoongi's comfort words and hobi arms

September: the most popular was jinkook sharing one brain cell (i love them) personal favourites: tongue technology ; the transition set (because I spent SO MANY HOURS on this) and yoonmin for my min (pat <3)

October: most popular was kim iconic seokjin personal favourite one: how to take care of your yoongi (once again nothing to add or i will cry - but this is my dearest set.... forever!)

November: most popular one was happy hobi (i am sobbing i love him) and my personal favourite ones are tiny jin and yoongi x hoseok

December:

most popular was tae and yeontan but for reasons i hope you understand if I don't include that here (I never intended to make that for popularity just to remember yeontan!)

so my second most popular one was *sigh* this seokjin and my personal favourite one was tiny kook

I think that wraps up my year - I will probably have more out this month, maybe even better ones but it feels right to end it with these two!:) Thank you once again for giving me the opportunity to be a creator on this site and for loving what I do!

Some of u didnt get tagged so I tagged you now as I noticed I put too many tags in one part so I am sorry!!!!

Gonna tag @rjshope @taehyunghobi @btsjk-biased @jung-koook @kookjinnies

@kth1 @thatgoddamngingerundercut @taee @jinstronaut

@magicshop @heybaetae @btsiu @dasisugarun @sugajimin

@namchyoon and everyone else who feels like they want to do it!

I am a big big fan every single one of you! Don't forget that! <3

FUTURE'S GONNA BE OKAY!

[seelestars]

➴ ✫ * ✧ WITH A FOXIAN READER (HSR characters)

a/n : i tried to make them all relatively the same length, i swear i don’t have favorites !

JING YUAN :

• thinks your tail and ears are very fluffy and soft to the touch, would constantly touch them if you let him

• gets sad sometimes cuz your foxian features remind him of baiheng occasionally ! it’s okay tho he has you by his side to comfort him ♡

• would help you groom + trim your ears and tail if you asked ! very gentle w it, always going “am i being too rough?” he’s so careful to not make u uncomfy :(

• he has groomed + trimmed mimis fur before so he knows what he’s doing btw

• teases you occasionally when he sees your tail wag etc

“i don’t want a kiss at all!” you pout, crossing your arms as you continued to felt jealous after he smiled when a girl flirted with him. deep down, you wanted more of his affection and attention. and unfortunately for you, your tail gave it away when it started wagging uncontrollably at the mention of his touch. “hm, your body betrays you dearest. c’mon now, we know you’re the only one i love.” he chuckles, wrapping his arms around you in an embrace you found yourself inevitably melting into.

LUOCHA :

• would also offer to help you groom your fur etc

• since he’s a merchant, he def has his hands on some the best products for these things out there ! he even got it specifically for you (๑>◡<๑)

• also probs have a rlly nice comb / wtv idk to help you untangle your fur .. it feels so nice against your tail and ears you find yourself dozing off at times

• gets you beautiful accessories to adorn your ears and tail, he thinks since they’re a very special part to you, why not emphasize it with some jewelry ?

• he likes to absentmindedly stroke your fur as you lay on his lap ♡

“mmh.. keep going..” you mumbled softly as he gently brushed your tail with a delicate comb. you found it hard to keep your tail still, the urge to wag it in contentment quite strong, but you wanted to make his task of brushing it easier so you resist. “enjoying it, my love?” he hums with a pretty smile on his face as he continues to brush through the fur, undoing the small tangles. after a few seconds of no response from you, he looked up to take a look at your face, only to (not so surprisingly) find you asleep.

KAFKA :

• probs asks you a lot of questions regarding your foxian features, “do they cause discomfort while sleeping?” “how do they feel?” “are they soft?” “let me touch them, please?~”

• makes you beg a little before pretending to reluctantly agree to helping you groom your tail. she just likes how you sound when you say “please” ♡

• gives you pet names like “my cute little fox”

• also teases you sometimes by blowing onto your ears , catching you off guard ! but she presses a kiss to them afterwards as a slight apology ƪ(˘⌣˘)ʃ

• tugs on your tail / ears gently occasionally to grab your attention, it always works as she intends (with your cheeks heating up and a flustered expression on your face)

after spotting you absorbed in a book, she decides to sneak up behind you. once she was close enough, she lightly blows at your sensitive ears, causing you to jolt and your body to tense up. “..kafka! how many times do i have to tell you to not do that?!” you turn around, glaring at her with a flustered face as you pout. “sorry my cute little fox~ i can’t help it when your reactions are so cute.” she smiles sweetly, pressing a kiss to both of your ears as her way of saying sorry. it always works, as you find yourself forgiving her and even seeking more of her kisses.

[twistedwonderlandimaginesblog]

can i reuqest birds of paradise + malleus ? thank u <3

Malleus Draconia: 

Birds Of Paradise - giving a gift to the other person that they’ve always wanted.

There were some places he went where you couldn’t follow.

You knew being a human married to a fae would be tricky, but you still wanted to support Malleus while he was around. But there were meetings you simply couldn’t attend, festivals that were meant for fae and therefore dangerous to humans. You never let him see how disappointed you were, and he had even offered to stay home during the less important festivals, but as a future king you don’t think it looked good for his reputation to be trapped in his castle most of his life.

So, you had taken to listening to his stories when he came home, an entire day dedicated to being spent together. You would soak in his words and he would soak in your company, even the shortest time apart filling him with dread. You think at times he focused too much on your short lifespan and insisted that time apart was necessary even for couples consisting of two humans, but he insisted that would never be the case when it came to you and him.

He came home with a surprise this time around.

It was a beautifully crafted piece of glass, the shape lost on you at first before you took in every bit of its detail; there was a curled up black dragon with long horns, comfortably settled atop a nest of bright green flames. You think there’s something tiny resting against the dragon’s belly, it looked like a treasure chest which almost made you laugh but the colors of it were distinctly familiar; if anything, it looked like it might have been inspired by your personal wardrobe that you’d taken to since you’d become queen.

Even looking at it now you could see the dull glow of magic, fingers tracing along the fire and watching as it lightly sparked from your touch. You looked up at Malleus with an excited expression, seeing he had already been watching for your reaction; it wasn’t the first time he’d brought home something artsy and unique, but they were normally gargoyles of some sort that he’d find a place for.

It was a decently sized piece of art and it left you wondering where he might place it. In the main hall where guests could regale it? Or perhaps a nifty trinket for your shared bedroom? It would certainly add a splash of color.

“It’s for you, my dearest.” Malleus took pleasure in the shock on your face, mouth hanging open momentarily before you tried to gather yourself.

“F-for me?”

“It’s something no other human has, or ever will have…” Malleus seemed quite proud of what his magic had created, gently pressing the magnificent piece of glass into your hands. “My magic was used to create it. And it is yours to do with as you please. A piece of me, given to you… The only person who I shall ever do such a thing for.”

“Is this like that book we read together the other night…?” He hummed a non-committal answer as you took the glass dragon from him, glancing around your bedroom for the perfect spot. While it would be a crime that others couldn’t lay their eyes on it, this was something that was just for you. “There are many ways to give your heart to someone… I couldn’t possibly find a way to reciprocate, you know!?”

Malleus’ displays of romance were always so grand, you were spoiled beyond belief with any life comfort you could possibly need. But it often left you at a loss on how to return that love, on how to show your own dedication and loyalty to him.

“You already have,” Malleus responded without hesitation to tear you away from any negative thoughts, bringing your hand to his lips and kissing the ring that had bonded you. “You’ve given me the promise of the rest of your life. I will cherish every moment of it.”

[catcze]

APHRODITE APHRODITE APHRODITE OMG OMG HI ITS SO GOOD TO SEE YOU POSTING !!! and about WRIOSTHSDFJS HES SOOOOOOOOOOOOO FINE.

i have so many unsavory thoughts about his handcuffs....... his broad shoulders.......... his fluffy hair.......... omg he is so dogboy HE IS SO GERMAN SHEPARD CODED????? LIKE PLS SIR GROW EARS SO I CAN PET YOU ??????? i just wanna give his head pats and scritches while he lays his head on my lap 🥰🥰🥰 im such a sucker for that ong I JUST LOVE HIM HES SO FINE I CANT WAIT TO HAVE HIM

(sidenote also hurt/comfort wrapping his fists after he gets into a fight without his gloves ?? BLOODY KNUCKLES KINDA....... JUST KISSING HIS HANDS WHICH ARE SURELY SCARRED FROM THAT TYPE OF FIGHTING)

REN BABY HEYYYYYYY <33 I MISSED U !!!!

MY GOD SO TRUEEEE 😭😭 bro he is so fine forreal holy shit ;;;; there is just smth about him that !!! AHSDHAJKSBS I can't even word it but omg his vibes are just so off the chart 👀

AND YESSS My god just soft moments with Wriothesley,,, BRO could you just imagine how he would met into your touch, and how he would sorta push his head up into your hand when it pets and plays with his hair? and how, if you stop, he'd open his eyes and give you a little glare until you get back to it, then and only then will he close his eyes back up and lean back into your lap.

AN D UFUALKMDS THE HAND WRAPPING LORD HAVE MERCY;; the urge to write this fic after u mentioned it??? aaAAAA

Like him trying to do it himself at first, since he's experienced in patching himself up after his fights and he doesn't want to bother you with something like this, but he immediately caves when you see it, gasp, and then take his hand in yours to help. And oh you're so busy with spreading ointment on his split knuckles and wrapping it so gently in bandages, worried that you're doing it too loosely or too tightly, that you don't even see the way his gaze on you is so fond. He holds still for you, places his hand on your lap so you can tend to it, and does his best to assure you that he's fine, dearest. Wriothesley doesn't think his heart can take much more, seeing you dote on him and care for his worn and scarred hands–– then you raise his hands to your lips and give it the gentlest of pecks, then turn his palms over and pepper small kisses over every scar you know is hidden under the bandages. All the way from his hands, to his wrists, then migrating to his face and up to his lips. And it's all he can do to contain himself when his heart feels like it's going to jump right out of his chest.

("Be careful next time, okay?"

"I promise, my love."

"And find me when you need help, please. It makes me feel better knowing I can help you like this. Knowing that you're cared for."

and as if he thinks you couldn't make him love you any more than he already does, you just go and prove him wrong.)

[mothinabottle]

Hey hey I don't know if I've asked you this already (if I have I'm so sorry I have the memory of a goldfish that embodies an orange cat ^^")

But

I'm planning on making my dol pcs in the Sims4 and I was wondering if it'd be alright if I did the same with yours? I wanna have my friends dol pcs live under a roof (and see what chaos will ensure and post about it xD) once I've set my computer back up and done all the updates...there are so MANY updates ;-;

I understand if that's not alright with you though ^^

Dearest, it is more than alright! In fact, I am really flattered that you'd like to recreate them in the Sims 💙

Pls do tag me whenever these little demons do stupid shit, because I know they will.

Did a small relationship chart with the final school uniform designs to guide u a little.

Resumed description of each PC below

Hana is quite easy. She/them is obsessed with having a perfect academic record and is the most prideful person you'll ever encounter. No one can be better than her at school or she will lose her mind.

Partygoer, academic genius, socially dumb, can barely boil water and usually stresses herself to the point of fainting and bleeding. Prefers to talk things out. Smokes a lot, drinks a lot

Neat room, everything organized except from the amount of papers scattered around. Likes to show off trophies and medals. Tons of band posters. Her electric guitar is her most prized posession. Voice has an incredible range and is very powerful, thus a great singer

Hana crossdresses a lot to go out and such. Only wears female clothing at school. Extremely tall (1.95 cm). Doesn't know what to do with her life

Masculine body, fit but max ass. It's difficult to describe her, but some drawings give a hint of her body type

Kari is tricky. Really violent. Anger issues. Fights a lot. Scars on her arms which she covers wirh her clothes. Manipulative, really easy to anger. Cannot draw for shit. Prefers having short hair but is scared of being seen as less feminine.

Overdoses on pills regularly. Sexual things are a sensitive topic, but isn't above using her body to get what she wants. Really small (1.47cm). Does her best to be seen as an angel, has a meltdown if sometimes makes her realize she is less than pure.

Room looks like an elegant room of a hotel. Extremely fancy with expensive stuff, but it looks so soulless it hurts.

Really curvy body. Max tits and ass. You get what I am saying

You can make her chubby, though. She would be happier if she was chubby like when she was a child. Only thin because fear of not being seen as conventionally attractive.

May is the trickiest. Since she is "dead", most things are left up to how you want her to be.

Important stuff would be:

-Very meek,

-Loves space and anything related to it. Best subject used to be Science

-Very kind. Selfless to the point of being an imbecile.

-Loves nature and is a huge dreamer.

- Hobby is knitting and watching movies.

-Unlike the first two, she always dreamed of having a family. Doesn't matter if big or small.

That would be all to kinda build sims for them. You can DM me if you have any doubts!

Thank you for this opportunity, teademoness, dear! 💙💙

[thewrothode-if]

Okay so i played aloooot today.

1stly. Welcome back officially lol i know you've been back on tumblr for a bit but i honestly did miss your writing alot and it was a big treat to read. Thank u!

2ndly why the fuck did no one tell me we got 2 more ROs??? I was like who the fuck is this guy 😭🤣

3rdly, jesus. But the variables, tho. The difference between playing a male vs. female MC is soooo vast. The level of respect, the dialog, and the vibe are so much more nuanced being a female MC because i feel it's even worse with our daddy dearest resembling our mother. I do like the male MC doing enemies or more a one-sided enemy lmao to lovers route with our fathers favorite Gungir, tho because i hate him so much more as a dude than as a girl.

And he's so damn baby girl coded it's annoying to not like his ass. 🙄

Thyra is so rude to my poor MC. Like girl i didn't say shit! 😒

And Anne is the sweetest omg i fucking love her.

I am so thankful you implemented the turning off heart options because i flirted with too many people again.. so i started over.

And thank u for giving us so many save slots. Because i don't know how people play with 3 or 5 when you have so many variables in the game or so many ROs. I appreciate u!

I played so many different versions. Like i found a pendant then i didnt and cldnt figure out how the fuck i got that in the first place. Then i found the weird cloth and got lost and people called me mad. And i wanted to deck that annoying ass dude. And the fight vs the non fight and how you only get it on a single route is so cool. I like that none of what you wrote was mere copy and paste!

This was an experience and a joy and i stand by what i initially said i love all the ROs but be it a male or female MC i would kill all of them out my way when Raud shows up. ❤️😍

You did so well, and i loved every second of it, and i am really glad to be able to consume your writing once more. Truly 😇✨️🙌

You are literally the light of my day, the light of my life. Thank you so much for being so excited about what I write! I love you so much man.

There are A LOT of variables and I fear there will be a lot more. You can't stop me.

I speak with my whole chest when I say this, Gungir is literally the most babygirl coded man I have ever written. It's insane and I love it. And Thyra is rude, but please there's a reason behind it. 😭 Now I'm soo excited to write the scene where you meet Raud in the next chapter!!!

All I have to say is that the main skill you choose in the prologue is very VERY important. There is a lot you can miss, but also a lot you can gain. I wanted to make every choice matter, but my addiction to variables is something I need to keep in check. HELP ME.

[edwardallenpoe]

Hullo dearest! Please tell us about your thoughts on the several cowardly versions of Sherlock Holmes?? 💛

:v

Well then. I suppose I have been forced to, woe is me.

Anyways. The ONLY acceptable adaption I will not be shitting on is Granada. I love u Jeremy Brett 😘 as for everyone else, they are COWARDS!!!!

First reason why they're cowards, being the obvious reason:

Johnlock

(pt: Johnlock)

Not letting Sherlock and John get together. COWARDS. So many adaptions and only, like, one that I know of let them be together??? (That being this amazing short film I watch ten times a day) And it would be different if they let their relationship just be and let them be platonic while still letting them have that familiar depth like in Sherlock & co., but NO, shows like Sherlock BBC and The Irregulars tease and queerbait to hell and back, and even make the one of them queer and in LOVE with the other (like in The Irregulars, John is in love with Sherlock but as far as I know, doesn't tell him because he's unstable or smt idfk) but they don't get together for one convoluted reason or another. It's frustrating as hell because it's not like there was no substance between the two in ACD/Original canon, it's not like the TJLC invented it bc of Sherlock BBC or the RDJ Adaption, no, their relationship was so deep and so real and so beautiful in ACD canon and if there is gonna be an adaption where their relationship stays the same, that's fine, perfect even, but NO, they add extra bullshit that make you think there might be something and then give unreasonable reasons why they can't be together, making you feel like YOUR the weird one for seeing something that wasn't there apparently.

Reason number two why I find most of these adaptions cowards:

Irene Adler

(pt: Irene Adler)

For some reason, every single adaption (except for my love, Granada<3) they fuck her up. Like. ACD Irene Adler vs BBC, RDJ, Enola, ect. Irene Adler are not the same Irene Adler. Who is she????? Because the Irene Adler I heard in The Scandal In Bohemia, was an upper class woman who had an affair with the king of [Forgor lol] and kept the photo of them together as collateral when he ditched her and tried to get married to a princess.

The Irene in these adaptions??? She's a trickster, a Dominatrix, an Assassin, the Lover of Moriarty, and INSANELY IN LOVE WITH SHERLOCK HOLMES. what the FUCK

Like. Please please please someone correct me if I'm wrong, but is there another Irene Adler in the ACD canon??? Who is all these things?? Because when I watched Granada, when I read the story, and now listening to the audiobook (which, off-topic, found a playlist of free audiobooks of all the short stories on YouTube with a fantastic narrator here) The Woman described in these stories, yes can be secretive and sneaky, but was NEVER fucking like RDJ or BBC's level of Irene Adler. It kinda feels like they just picked whatever character they wanted to make a Pandora out of (which is doubly weird that BBC made Mary Morstan like that when they had Irene but I barely acknowledged post season two canon outside of @gaylilsherlock 's fantastic fics, plus they almost completely left ACD canon after Reichenbach which I don't really mind, but post-reichenbach is a whole other post) instead of making their own character. So I find them cowardly for a) not making Irene at least semi-accurate to the canon besides a tiny photo (even tho canon photo was a FUCKING CANVAS- okay I'll stop) and b) not making up a new fleshed out character of her own to be a secret spy.

And uhhhh I can't think of anything else rn. Yeah:D I would complain about Sherlock & Co. But because it's not finished yet and I like how they're treating Sherlock and John's relationship and also them as their own individual characters I don't have too much to complain about, and I would complain about Irregulars but I could not get past the first five episodes. I just couldn't get into it. It kinda felt like they made a whole story that just so happened to have Sherlock Holmes characters in it. Idk tho.

Tldr: Johnlock and Irene Adler deserved better.

(pt: tldr: Johnlock and Irene Adler deserved better.)

[viserya-firstofhername]

hotd 2x08 live reaction

I shall release these without edit, listening to Muse and I shall not give a single fuck:

After how many fucking years, for me, to agree with Criston fucking Cole. What have I made of myself???

Doughty ambassador!!!! I should ask for your hand in marriage immediately

A Lannister humiliated tis my jam forever

Getting those Brethren Court vibes is on point. I see you Condal, I am a fan of At World's End also

I want you to fuck my wives YES I want me to do the same miss

I WILL NOT ALLOW IT, yes, you shall NOT

DO YOU NEVER SLEEP WITCH—No I do not, Daemon—this so beautiful

I do not wish for my bestie girl goth witch to walk about with her hair tied, I shall have her only in her full wilde hair glory and I shall finally understand why men in my life wish for me to not tie that fuckload of mane of mine own

THE SAP THE JUICE

I do not entirely appreciate Daemon’s development, but I 1000% appreciate Simon Strong

They leaked the scenes on purpose I am calling it I was over it five days ago, but the CGI is atrocious still and you guys.....

I swear I just saw Leo Ashton there in that last second that was lovely Ewan

Syrax *me incoherent sounds* we are soulmates bbe

Daemon, you are a whiny-little-bitch-man-child, but I love you, because I am too a little whiny bitch meself. Going for the forehead bump again

SIMON MVP OF THE SEASON

Nooooooooo I do not wish for the Gullet in 3x01 please do not do it to me hbo I hate u so

I shall endavour to improve meself. Fullstop.

'I will continue as I began. Alone.' Lovely truly, I get you dearest ser

I love it in a wide shot when for a few seconds I cannot tell if 'tis Rhaenyra or Helaena. I also love them both so dearly, as well as the bestest Kate Rhodes James the woman-casting-director that you are

'I resented you for what you wanted' but dialogue weak so sorry dears you cannot reach Otto Highlevels, like a midwife

A slightly pointless scene tho, I ought to have had more Jace instead

Let them think what they must is sssssuch a mood tho

Ramin, Ramin! RAMIN! FOREVER my beloved

Generally underwhelming just a bit but also lovely and also please don’t do the Gullet in 3x01 I WANT MORE JACE

A testament to having seen leaks and still enjoying what I saw immensely. Both the unpleasurable and the opposite

Good fucking gods the Gullet how i wished they push it to like mid s3 but NO WE CANNOT HAVE what we want

[gallifreyianrosearkytiorsusan]

Conversations

Author’s note: Kerubiel in Living waters AU. Thank you to @sleepyfan-blog for letting me borrow Cedric. :)

Summary: Kerubiel wakes up and has a chat with Cedric.

Warnings: let me know if I need to add anything.

Tagged: @barn-anon, @bleedingichorhearts, @c-u-c-koo-4-40k, @egrets-not-regrets, @kit-williams

Tagged: @sleepyfan-blog, @ms--lobotomy , @thevoidscreams, @i-am-a-dragon34, @gra93fruit-blog

Tagged: @felinisnoctis

Kerubiel wakes up ... an indeterminate amount of time later. Vaguely confused and glad to be awake. He's wounds have been patched up and he's in a bed.

He slowly looks around, and spots Cerdric the Black Templar Apothecary writing something down. Curious to know it is, he subtly activates his swim-in-air ability to sneak over to peer over his brother-cousin's shoulder.

"I hope you aren't trying to move yet, Keru," Cedric says in Stern Apothecary No-Nonsense voice.

"... I was," Kerubiel says after judging what would be a better choice to make, "what are you writing?"

"I am writing a message to someone I trust," Cedric says. "A first born space marine.

"what?!" Kerubiel says in shock, "who is this person? I want to meet them. What are they like? Which chapter are they in? Where are we?"

Cedric stifles a laugh and smothers a smile, "Keru, are you going to ask eight thousand questions, or are you going to let me talk. Don't worry, you'll meet papa soon. You need to be nice to papa, Keru."

"Papa?!" Kerubiel says, "What do you mean papa?! Lord Dorn?"

"No." Cedric says trying not to laugh at the utterly shocked expression on his face, "Another."

"What do you mean 'nice'?" Kerubiel asks squinting at Cedric a little.

"I am asking you to be nice," Cedric replies unfairly mysteriously.

The burning need to know, to have knowledge is starting to drive Kerubiel a little nuts, "Ceedriic."

"Surely, you are capable of that much, dear brother of mine," Cedric says with a light chuckle.

"What fuck shit is going down?" Kerubiel asks him, hands on his hips and an arched eyebrow.

"Nothing," Cedric, replies, "I don't know what you mean. Everything is fine. Brother dearest. You need not worry."

"So we are being monitored then," Kerubiel guesses still squinting at his brother-cousin suspiciously.

"I didn't say that," Cedric replies swiftly. "whatever gave you that impression brother dearest."

With that Cedric gives Kerubiel a fond smile. Kerubiel is more spooked by the minute, "What kind of fuck-shit are you trying to pull? Why are you doing the 'oh I'm a cute apothecary' routine on me."

"What do you mean?" Cedric says innocently, "I'm just an Apothecary. Brother dearest."

"Yeah," Kerubiel says, "And a better information gathering specialist than half of the First Borns I know in the Dark Angels wing I am in."

"What does that mean?" Cedric says with an innocent look. "I am too young to know about enhanced interrogation techniques."

"Says who?" Kerubiel asks dumbfounded.

"So they say, so mote it be," Cedric says sounding far more innocent then he has ever been in the time that Kerubiel has known him. "I would never argue against the word of our Older more experienced older brothers."

"Hah!" Kerubiel says with a snort. "That is the worst load of grox-shit that I have ever heard in my life."

"Wha-," Cedric says with a pouty face, "How dare you say that. I have been told that I am not threatening and adorable. And a pat on the head and an 'aww' of course you're scary Cedric."

"What are they, completely stupid?" Kerubiel says demandingly, "Or have they had too many concussions."

"For one thing, I and you, and all of them, are temporally displaced," Cedric explains, "this is M3 Ancient Terra."

"Oh. Primarch's gonads." Kerubiel swears. "Any other melta bombs to drop on me?"

"There are Chaos Marines here, and we are not to hurt them, hunt them, or harm them." Cedric says, "They are ... nominal allies."

"That is completely heretical nonsense," Kerubiel says. "Are you drugged or something?"

"There is a treaty in place, or so I have been told," Cedric says.

"... Why did you believe the Hydra's lies?" Kerubiel asks him.

"Oh, not a Hydra who told me," Cedric says, as he glances out of a window and warns Kerubiel, "Although, there are Hydra around."

"Great." Kerubiel grouses. "and we can't do a damn thing to stop them. huh?'

"Nope. No violence," Cedric, "... besides, the Hydra can be funny. They think they are very clever."

"All first borns think they are clever." Kerubiel retorts.

"The Hydra underestimate us, and think we are cute babies." Cedric says cheerily.

"We are not cute babies!" Kerubiel says scowling. He doesn't pout. He doesn't huff. He's not sulking.

"Wear an expression like that," Cedric warns-slash-threatens him "And you will get called adorable and have your cheeks pinched, depending on the temperament of the first born who sees it."

"If they should try to touch me without permission, they will be losing finger privileges if they are out of armor," Kerubiel hisses softly.

"Your hissing and biting will not deter them," Cedric warns, "it will get scolding and punishment, depending on the nature and mood of the first born."

"... What kind of punishment?" Kerubiel asks.

Cedric explains what kind of punishments they give. Kerubiel stare at him in disbelief, "those aren't punishments! That is mildly annoying training at worst. The fuck. Why are they soft? What the fuck are they trying to pull?"

"I have been told," Cedric says, "That it is, in fact, punishment. And I have not been given reason or actions that they don't believe what they say."

Kerubiel rolls his shoulders as a soft rumbling sound comes out of him, "That is.. good to know, even if I still don't trust it."

"... I get why you feel that way Keru." Cedric says.