#god i hope they dont find this before i tell them myself

[wanderingsquirrelgirl]

the life lessons i gain from fucking D20

i just posted a LIFE-CHANGING QUOTE from mentopolis ep4 AP that i can't stop thinking about, and it's still wild to me that i'm learning so F U C K I N G much about life while outside of a religion than i never would have learned while inside of it.

i'm thinking about the "no lessons here" conversation specifically.

i honestly had never thought of this. my religion kept shoving meaning for everything i ever experienced in life down my throat so its been made a mental habit. my parents benefited from me believing that everything bad that happened can be improved by ME changing my behavior, rather than them fighting for me or teaching me how to deal with inevitable shitty circumstances that life throws at me. so i grew up thinking i had to make meaning out of literally everything that happened, and that it almost always meant that anything bad that happened was my fault.

and, turns out, that's also just human nature. we're so afraid of not surviving that we've benefited a little TOO hard from intellectualizing everything bad that happens to us, rather than accepting the chaos for what it is - pure chaos.

there i was, trying to enjoy a cute lil ttrpg talkback episode, just to STUMBLE into this GIGANTIC REVELATION. fuck. i'm ruined, for the better, and i didn't even have any warning about it.

but also - OF COURSE it would be. the reason i love d20 so much after leaving sikhi behind is because it's filling that gap in my heart of understanding the Truths of life and living. sikhs are conditioned to think that the founders and the saints are the only ones who can teach others about how to live well enough to achieve enlightenment. but instead, i'm finding it in vulnerable places full of mistakes and compassion for the self and others.

the further away i walk from sikhi, the closer i feel to the Truth of humanity. and what better place to find that Truth than in a well-told story, collectively made by those with such intimate understanding of the human spirit that they're able to re-create it in various flavors, characters that are not themselves yet show a different Truth.

but i also don't fill that spiritual gap by deifying the people who tell this Truth, as is the case in religion. and deifying people is what causes the disconnect farther down in history. the stories, however, remain True, without needing to pretend the storytellers are perfectionists.

(yes, i playfully simp over the d20 cast on this website, but i don't actually see them as saints to be deified the same way i used to with saints and the gurus in sikhi. these are my friends, compatriots in living and understanding, proudly imperfect. and i trust their pride in imperfection more than i trust deification.)

[alexlikesairconditioninh]

Geo x reader

Regarding SOL

You became friends with the group after crowe brought you in, at first you and geo didn't have anything going on, but somehow, he developed feelings— and it seems like he isnt the only one.

NOT PROOFREAD (this is under the assumption that geo knows about hyugos crimes)

The first meeting;

Geo wanted to get close to you, but he honestly struggled. So he opted for just being by your side and helping you out. He heard of solivan brugmansia all too well, afterall the rumors regarding him are very well known to those that heard of him.

But, did he care? No, not really. A rumor about some random student he didn’t interact with didn’t matter to him, besides, people spread false rummors around constantly. He wasn't intrested in finding out the truth behind the rummors. Until, he had realized you acquainted yourself with him.

It was after class, you and your friends were out in the hallway pondering where to hang out. Before you spot hyugo and sol. Youre unsure wether to not to bother them as they seem deep in conversation. However it seems hyugo could feel your eyes on him. His eyes locked with yours, and you take that as an opportunity to wave at him. Thus, he waves at you in return. Sol notices and his demeanor changes, a smile tugs on his lips and he gives you a dreamy look. A blush faintly noticeable on his face.

Geo looks away at his phone to seek out the subject of your attention— hes surprised, and certainly not pleased.

His brother.

Were you friends his brother? Out of all people, hyugo? And that guy— why is he looking at you like that? You dont seem to have any special feelings towards him, youre waving to him like you would anyone else. That begs the question, what are you to him?

He goes in your direction to get your attention. he taps you on the shoulder, and just like how its supposed to be, your attention is on him now.

"Huh?" you asked, curious as to why he uncharacteristically sought your attention. While you didn't know much about geo, there was this weird feeling emanating from him.

He takes a quick glance at his brother and that black-haired boy with him, and hes surprised to see the tall male with a deathly glare in his eyes, targeted at him— and also his friends. His eyes were ugly, blood red. Is that why hyugo befriended him? Because blood is somthing hes used to, right? Whatever it was, he immediately took a disliking to that man.

"brit wanted your input". He focused his attention back to you.

"O-oh yeah! How about the garden? I have a key for there." Geo gave a pleased look.

"Lets go tell her then". And with that the two of you turn your backs to sol and hyugo, heading closer to the group. Geo takes one last good look at the two boys. Unfortunately for him, he accidentally makes eye contact with his brother.

"OH MY GOD" Hyugo moves towards you and geo.

"SUBARU" eyes littered with excitement hyugo approaches him

"Shit..." geo begrudgingly accepts his fate.

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It seemed Britney, jess and deryl were the most amused at the scene hyugo had caused. They were pestering geo while hyugo took that as an opportunity, as sol's wingman.

"Oh- sunny and I were wondering if you wanted to hang out wit-"

"[name], cmon, Britney's waiting" geo interrupts

"Oh yeah!- uh" you look back to hyugo, and sol, eagerly awaiting your answer, hoping you leave that purple haired prick and spend time with him instead. "Sorry, im hanging out with geo and our friends, uhm, ill talk to you guys later!". You frown, and wave bye to them as you head for your friends.

Later, in the garden, you sit next to geo. Curious of his relationship with hyugo, after all they are brothers and you’re friends with them both! isn’t that nice?

“You’re hyugos brother? what’s he lik-“

“He’s not my brother, forget what he said in the hallway, I don’t want to associate myself with him.” He interrupts, shooting you a glare before his gaze softens. “He’s…” he pauses, recollecting his thoughts. “He’s just dangerous to be around.”

“How?” he looks away as you ask.

“Things you don’t know, he gets into shady shit” he redirects his gaze back to yours, “[name], for your own sake, and safety, don’t get involved with him… or his friend.”

“Solivan?” You question at the mention of sol

“Brugmansia?” If his memory is serving him right, then he’s not good news.

“Yeah that’s his-“

“Especially him, both of them, stay away from them.” He thinks back to the hallway and the look in sol’s eyes. One of putrid hate and murder. Maybe, those rumors were true”

“That’s hard to do, I’m in a class with them— although hyugo never attends, and I’m sols partner for an art project.”

“Then don’t make conversation with him, only do what needs to be done for the art project, once it’s done, never talk to him again— or hyugo” he instructs you, for now at least. He’s thinking about what strings he could pull to change your art class for a different period, one without sol or hyugo. If he had to play dirty to keep you, and his friends safe, he’d play dirty as hell.

“Okay.”

I don’t wanna go too deep because I wanna wait for days 3&4 for more lore and info, so I’ll probably wait and do other stuff

[choccy-milky]

Okay so I read your entire fic in three days and I LOVE IT!? ITS SO GOOD!?! I am supposed to be studying for finals and instead have spent 72 hours definitely not doing that. I originally got into your fic because I saw your drawings from different scenes and OH MY GOD THEYRE AMAZING. The way you draw Seb makes me want to bang my head on the table (in the best way ever)…that boy does things to me. The whole thing is just uGHHH chefs kiss amazing work love it love you amazing

AWW TYY IM GLAD YOU LIKED IT SM (ENOUGH TO BINGE IT AND IGNORE SCHOOL) AND THAT YOU LIKE HOW I DRAW SEB TOO💖💖😍😍😍

LMAOO but fr as a procrastinator and horrible student myself, im pleased with this theme of interfering with ppls schoolwork/thesis/whatever else to read my fic...im dragging yall down with me...just stop using your brain and enjoy sexy seb aha�� (ILY TOO GOOD LUCK ON UR FINALS)

@jstfndmthngs omg thank you for such a long and in depth ask i hope u dont mind i just screenshotted it and cut it into 2 BAHAHA but THANK YOUU im glad youre enjoying it so far!! 🥹💖AND YESSS BAHAHA IVE ALSO BRAINWASHED YOU TO SEE SEB AND CLORA WHEN YOU SEE A BLONDE + BROWN HAIR COUPLE mission accomplished😈😈 and I LOVE THAT YOU DAYDREAM ABOUT SEB AND CLORA TOO!!! people thinking about your fic/art when theyre not actively reading it is the highest honour fr...😭🙏 AND BAHAHA I REMEMBER THAT COMMENT THREAD ABOUT LEANDER AND HIS LITTLE GARDEN PATCH LMAO and him and seb competing as neighbors/dads over who has the better yard...LMAO im putting in my oneshot that leander lives close by, i might try and find a way to allude to that if i can LMAOO speaking of IM GLAD YOURE LOOKING FORWARD TO THE ONESHOT 💖💖 ive been working on the outline every day the past few days and its 24k words AND THATS JUST THE OUTLINE😭😭LIKE DAWG i was planning on this oneshot to just be short and sweet BAHAHA but i forgot im fluent in yappanese...then i just kept thinking of cute pregnancy moments i wanted to add so it spiralled....BUT ANYWAY I HOPE I CAN FINISH IT SOON!!🙏 also im so impressed you only read 1 chap of my fic a day BAHAHA i admire the self restraint bc i could never...but i feel you with wanting to make things last. LET ME KNOW WHEN YOU CATCH UP!!🥳AND TY AGAIN!!💖💖

omg anon this is diabolical...at first i was imagining it as seb being the one caught in the time loop and going crazy, but i actually think its better if its clora... because the idea of seb watching her slowly spiral into semi-insanity while knowing its bc of some weird time shenanigans and he doesnt know how to help would also make SEB go crazy BAHAHAH. i dont think ill ever write this but i just wanted to tell u i love this idea LOL

aw TYYYYY!!! i’m honoured u think so omg😭🥹💖 you sent this a while ago (before all of the recent family posting ive been doing) BAHAHA so i hope youre enjoying the kid content bc u manifested it girl🥰 and trust me i aint doing work for the fandom, the fandom is doing work for ME!!! by continuing to humour my brainrotted ass😔🙏

"they're my legal parents now" followed by "so anyway can you draw them going down on each other" LMFAOOOOO💀💀💀thank you i love you anon. and i HAVE been wanting to draw this for a while so YES!! i just cant guarantee when...but the day SHALL come rest assured🫡😇

[clus444]

The Mall

Simon Riley x Bimbo!reader

This is a Simon Riley introduction to my page. The reader is described as black but anyone can read. This took a minute to post because I had work and I didn't know a good situation. But anywayyys...Enjoy! Outfit inspo!!!

"He had the nerve to tell me that I need to get a grip on life," I speak into the phone. My friend Sasha snorts on the line. I roll my eyes a little bit at the sound of her laugh. I'm trying to tell this girl my problems and she playing. I stop and look at an outfit displayed in the window on a mannequin.

"Girl you need to kick this man to the curb. Hang up on you...not in the mood.," She mimics that TikTok sound. I laugh out loud at that as the jean two-piece rings around my mind. There are endless possibilities for outfits that can come out of this. The gold belt really pulls the outfit together. I smile brightly as a decision is made up in my mind. I get ready to text the man-child that is my boyfriend.

"Shit," Is all I here before I run into a goddamn big ass stone wall. My phone falls out of my hand and I try to catch myself. Big rough hands grip my waist and firmly pull me to them then my phone does one 'fuck you' bounce on the floor to me. I shriek when I look up and see a black face mask close to my face. Not expect him to be leaning down on me.

I can swear by the way his way eyes move, there must be a smirk on his face. I quickly get out of his grasp and move to get my phone. "Jumpy little thing," His British accent catches me off guard. I look him up and down, his 6'0+ self with muscles in places I didn't even know could have muscles. His deliciously thick arms that I would let wrap around me any day. "You're British," I state turning my head up to look him in the face.

He stares blankly for a second, "Am I?" I nod to his question and look at him funny.

"Your accent? Did you forget you have one," I question him and lean my weight on my hip and cross my arms. His mask protrudes a little so I assume he's licking his lips. I have no proof but, by the way his eyes flash what seems to be lust for a split second. Maybe he's a murder and he checking to see if I'm a good victim. I scare myself slightly.

His deep scratchy voice blesses my ears again," What's going on in that little head of yers?"

I finick a French curl braid between my fingers and sway my body a little," I'm trying to figure out what they fed you overseas. I've never seen any Brits look like you," I pause," Kinda like... Hansel on steroids."

He raises a brow at me before turning his expression neutral again. This man radiates that he's emotionally constipated. Lowkey kinda my type apparently since I'm still with Chris. That fucking asshole! The audacity, the courage, the-

He pushes the braid behind my ear and I turn shy. A smile creeps onto my face and I hope it doesn't have fuck me written on them. Ugh! Why Do I feel like this man can see right through me? His eyes...they feel different, something I can't quite place my finger on. But I'm not even sure I want to find out.

"Do yuh think of shit like tha all the time," what appears to be amusement in his tone," I'm Simon."

I place a hand on my chest," I'm Y/n."

"I can take yuh out this Saturday," He interrupts my thoughts. His tone is a matter of faculty. I clear my throat as I take in his words. I'm not shallow but this looks like a ain't shit ni-. Damn, this sucks to do but...

"I have a boyfr-" I try to get out but he quickly shuts that down.

"Dont remember askin'. But 'ell you can bring yer, little boyfriend if yuh want, makes no difference to me," he takes his phone out. Which by god I pity. It looks like it doesn't know what brighter days are. The cracks look like they should be slicing his fingers. But as he slides open his lock screen, he looks back at me.

I bite my lip as girly giggles come out and I give out my number," Don't forget to text me the details." What the hell am I doing? I'm not single so why the fuck am I giving my number out. This feels bad- no wrong but I also can't deny the butterflies in my stomach. I really hope for both of our sake he's not a criminal or something.

I bid him goodbye as I walked deeper into the mall. "Hel- motherfucking- lo? Can you hear me hoe," Sasha's muffled voice comes through.

I quickly pull the phone to my ear," Sash? You still here?" She huffs out loudly and I giggle. This is literally my bitch because who else would stay on the phone. "Why didn't you hang up?"

"WELLL I heard a loud ass crack noise and I guess when you picked the phone up, I heard this clear deep...raspy...sexy-" I cut her off.

"Stand up! You don't even know what this man looks like," I say in replacement of whatever she was going to say. She laughs exaggeratedly and annoyingly.

"WHAT I DO KNOW IS YOU BETTA GO ON THAT DATE! FUCK WANNABE ASS CHRISTOPHER," she yells and I hang up the phone.

I'm not finna let her wild ass keep yelling in my ear. She's literally crazy but I guess that's why are friends. My name and sane have never been in the same sentence before.

I continue to shop but with new energy, some would say a slight pep in my step. A new mission added to my list.

-Get a date night outfit.

A little short but thats because I wanted to work on part two and this other thing I'm creating.. I will have a nice little surprise, some would say chaotic. Also let me know if this was bimbo enough or not

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[veronimouse]

✨my experience with loa (law of assumption)✨

long narrations ahead

when i was younger, i think i was about 5 years old, i used to tell kids my age and everyone i meet one thing about me when asked to introduce myself. i was like “my name’s maddy!! and im a very lucky girl 😄”

they would be like “aww, god must love you so much” and i always say “no, the moon goddess does” (i’ve always been fascinated with stars and moon, or should i say astrology way before i even knew about it. and u cannot tell me that the moon goddess doesn’t really adores me !!)

some just shrug it off and just smiles at me, but some elders would scold me because that’s disrespectful to “god”.

so back to the real deal, since i used to say and believe that im lucky and everything goes my way, everything actually does.

and when i say im lucky, i really am.

i used to join pageants when i was a kid, and everytime, i always won. either it’s minor awards or major ones.

whenever i want to buy something, and i dont have any more money, i would always believe that i will find cash at home or even outside whatever happens, and i actually find some.

one time i had a fever the night before the school trip, and my mom told me to not go because i wasn’t feeling well. i went to sleep fully expecting to be perfectly fine the next morning, and yeah, i indeed woke up perfectly fine and was able to join the trip.

during Christmas, i always always always get the best gifts at school (we used to do random exchange gifts at school). and im also always unexpectedly winning games, even the ones im not good with.

oh, and don’t forget when there are tests and i didn’t study, more specifically in math because im literally just not that good in it, guess what? i still manage to get passing scores. and when i say i don’t study, i really don’t and just use my “gut feeling” when choosing the answers lmao.

those are just some of my experiences as a certified lucky girl.

＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙* ˚ .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. ˚ *•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊

4 years ago, it was the start of pandemic, i got into shifting, manifestation, astrology, and some other stuff. that’s when i found out about loa.

i was like “isn’t this too easy?” because i’ve been doing it my whole life.

i realized that i’ve been doing loa before i even knew about it (2)

you know what’s crazy? whenever i talk about stuff like this to my friends, they look at me like im having psychosis.

it doesn’t really bother me that much. im just like, okay whatever, you do you.

i actually feel a very strong and deep connection between me and the moon goddess ever since i was a kid, and i feel it deep in my soul.

i even talk to them at night whenever i have the time. it’s like you know even if u can’t physically hear or reach them, you know deep inside that they’re listening and are there for you.

this might be the reason why i don’t have much friends my age in real life, but oh well. i really don’t stress over it that much.

and i know that some of u are atleast gonna say “are you sure you’re lucky? or you’re just really smart and good at everything” type of shit.

and to answer that, yes, i do believe that it’s also because of my hardwork and abilities. but it’s also because of the fact that I ALWAYS BELIEVE IN MYSELF. yes, there also times where im having doubts, but my subconscious knows well that those doubts aren’t enough to ruin my self confidence and the trust i built with myself long ago.

i’m not really that pro when it comes to explaining things, so i hope u got what i wanted to say. happy shifting, my love 🤍

[peachteal]

so uhm this is kinda my first post!

I decided I was just going to post random scraps I like to write on my notes app. I actually get these ideas by spinning different roulettes; with character tropes, sceneries, and traits! also randomly picking the fandom and character I'm writing these about.

all of my work is going to be character x reader. I don't really specify the readers gender in this one even if i did base it around a female one, so be comfortable with whatever.

this came out VERY random, but I hope maybe you can enjoy it.

(English isn't my first language)

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629 words:)

co-worker!nanami x outsider!reader

The countless documents getting all dusty and old on the shelves of the office are a constant reminder of what this job feels like; old and crusty.

I know it's not different from what I like to do; sitting in front of a screen all day, except this is more of a.. monotonely tiring and dull activity, which I'd like to separate from the fun late nights I wrap myself into when I'm streaming in my dear online platforms. You see, I find absolutely no pleasure in the minimum wage that document filling brings to my life. I have no idea why I keep myself in this enclosed -and weirdly odorless space- when my streaming hobby has a better financial reward anyway.

but oh, I just lied. I know why I do.

It's all thanks to the captivating and amusingly elegant co-worker I have. Nanami Kento, aren't you such a delight for these lazy eyes?

Poised and tactful, but even more courteous than any man I've met before. We've spoken a few times, not that I'm great at chatting - oh god, not at all! - but I think he's caught my seek of belonging in this office.

it's not insane that I, as a human being, want to socialize outside of my twitch chat and discord groups to make some desperately needed friends, or even partners for life; it's just a little hard, yet respectful men like him try and surprisingly give me some space.

Keyboards clicking, coffee mugs cluttered on desks, and small chatter fill the office—a far cry from the sleek, professional vibe they sold me on when I took the job. It’s just another stereotypical sad workplace.

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-"..Suguru asks if you're done already." a low but strangely gentle tone behind me caught my attention. I look up, and meet some hazel nutty eyes.. they don't look much different than my own; sloppy and baggy, but I manage to get lost in them for a second more than I should.

I snap out of it and shake my head slightly as I let out a sigh.. closing my eyes for a second. I remember the papers due.. today. Right. I shouldn't forget Suguru gets along very very well with formality. Another thing to keep in mind, as if the higher-ups don't have weird rules to follow already. I truly am done with this job.

-"right, Suguru and his.. goddamn papers." I'm trying not to look like a mess right now, and more job-focussed in front of such a man. But the childish cat background on my computer doesn't help. "please tell him that uhm-.. Satoru messed with the computers again or something.." I’m pretty sure Suguru will believe anything bad about Satoru—he loves thinking that idiot is an actual idiot. But a gut feeling tells me it's more than that-.. anyways.

I dont really say anything else, holding my cofee mug and taking a sip.

Nanami does help me around, I bring him some coffee myself eventually - while I try to ignore nasty looks other co-workers give. as immature and juvenile as that feels for a workspace.

a second of a slightly long silence holds between us. -"I expected this," Nanami's usual stern face doesn't budge. Yeah, he's kind, but professional - I'm constantly messing up my work, and this leaves me more than embarrassed. "I already told Suguru something happened. Don't.. stress yourself out." I think his tone hesitated a little there; that last part wasn't like usual.

I choked on the coffee. Watching him turn away- stealing just the smallest glance in an expression that leaves me with nothing to analyze -and step to his desk. Just four words that just felt weirdly intimate in a way I can't seem to explain.

[liesinmyeyes]

hey, so I'm a new pagan witch and one who has barely practiced anything yet/ has only like 10 pages filled in their book of shadows

i am seeking advice on what to do with myself and my craft and practices, or just hoping someone has felt/currently feels the same way I do because I'm the only pagan witch I know irl and have no one to tell this to.

practicing witchcraft makes me anxious? I haven't really done anything aside from wearing crystal necklaces and sleeping with an amethyst below my pillow, but i'm lowkey afraid to do much more than that because whenever I do research across the internet (don't worry, I don't only take one pinterest source at face value, I make sure to look at other sources on the internet and always check with multiple witchy forums/threads or just simply history sources if the practice is closed/appropriated or should be done as a beginner) - but here is my issue. There's soooo many sources on the internet that tell you so many differing opinions. Some sources will say "NO WAY DON'T EVER DO THAT" while others will go "it's okay and totally safe". I haven't ever read a book abt witchcraft because I know how much TERF-y and culturally appropriate-y agendas they have and the amount of misinformation in a lot of them. I almost got radicalized once before and I told myself "never again", so i'm too afraid to pick up a book half the witches praise for being so good and accurate and half condemn for including TERF bs. I know I should form my own opinions on magic(k) and how I percieve witchcraft but i just get this BOUT of anxiety whenever I see a post anywhere on the internet saying "DONT EVER DO THAT AS A WITCH" or something along those lines... i can never tell what's just gatekeepy fear-mongering and what's an actual closed/dangerous practice anymore and it makes me too afraid to pursue anything because I fear bad things happening to me more than anything. I think it's a side effect of my neurodivergent self wanting to be told exactly what I can and can't do (considering my ethnic identity) and how and when to do it, what moral code to abide by, which is a tough ask in something like witchcraft.

i often feel swayed and get these bouts of guilt for NOT being christian. I grew up areligious in a very christian country with an added sprinkle of shaming people for being religious (which i dont agree with obvs). When I was agnostic and not giving any thought to religion at all, it was fine and dandy. But now that I identify myself as a pagan who worships the greek gods, I often feel, idk, ashamed of it? I'm friends with some very devout christian gals and whenever they talk about going to church or getting their sins forgiven I just feel so guilty and kind of like I'm sinning myself. I feel like I shouldn't be believing in the Gods and should be christian instead, even though SO many of my world views don't align with christianity's teachings and frankly, I don't want to be christian? I want the Gods to be real and I want to worship them. But I often doubt my faith in them and feel the guilt of not being christian like everyone else in my country. Is this a faith issue? On some days I won't doubt the Gods existing at all and feel all happy and uplifted and sure in my faith and on other days I'll be sitting around all day, questioning all my morals and beliefs and questioning whether I'm going to hell for praying to the greek gods. Maybe it's because of all my sorroundings (multiple churches in my town, Jesus statues everywhere, very christian friends) that I feel that way, but if anyone could tell me how to stop these thoughts I'd give ANYTHING to do that. (Not that there's anything wrong with christianity or finding comfort in it, its just that whenever I think about it I get anxious because the concept of eternal torture just for enjoying life on earth scares me. On the other hand, I DO find comfort in worshiping the greek gods. I feel more beautiful, inspired to write, so on and so forth...)

[autistic-katara]

ok i might get blocked by a couple ppl for saying this but the Jackson’s Diary fandom is seriously making me wanna become a proshipper out of spite (read the post before blocking me or whatever please)

like idk if u guys have checked the fandom tag on ao3 recently but theres been a bit of drama surrounding the fact that someone posted a smut-fic of Exer (an 18yo) and David (an almost 18yo, who was aged up A FEW MONTHS for the fic) and they were harassed into taking it down and making a fucking apology post ON AO3, THE PROBLEMATIC FANWORKS WEBSITE.

and this fic was tagged 100% correctly like it was very explicitly tagged as smut n stuff yet there were still a bunch of comments being like “uhm what did i just read 🤨” and when i made a comment defending the authors right to yk, not be harassed for making not even rlly problematic content someone who clearly would suffer withdrawal symptoms if they turned twitter off for too long started arguing with me abt how “erm ackhtually we should be allowed to comment harassment under ppls harmless and explicitly tagged fics cause theres no smut in this fandom and it shocked us” and u could just rlly tell they felt they were more righteous than God in their opinions and yeah so cut to tonight when i’m scrolling through the tag and i see a post titled “i’m so sorry” in which the author made a post basically being like “i’m so sorry for posting that ik it was disgusting it has been permanently deleted” which in the comments a few ppl were telling them that what happened sucked n stuff (myself included // judging by their reply they only did this to stop the harassment which yk, completely fair) and i went back to scrolling since i wanted an actual fic not fandom drama but like 2 posts down there was another post titled “please stop” or smthn like that where someone else made a post basically being like “guyssss can we please not write smut of these characters this fandom is so wholesome i dont wanna ruin it 🥺 anyways sorry this isnt a fic this just needed to be said lol” and like dude, my guy, WHAT THE FUCK?!

this is AO3, this is a fanwork archive that as far as i know was created (at least partially) due to the fact that ppl kept getting their “problematic” works taken down from other sites and the creators wanted to yk archive all fanworks. this is NOT a social media site where u can make callout posts abt how what someone else posted disturbed ur pure wholesome chaste scrolling by daring to uploaded something with *gasp* consensual sex between 2 consenting adults?! (or canonically 1 consenting adult and 1 consenting gonna-be-an-adult-in-a-few-months-but-isnt-much-younger-than-the-first-guy but u get the idea)

like guys, ao3 is not twitter. it is not tiktok, it is not tumblr, its not youtube, its not even wattpad. it is not a social media platform, it is a fanwork archive, specifically one that lets u post whatever kinda content u want (yes, even smthn depicting 2 consenting adult/almost adult participates that are in no way related having sex, ik its crazy what they allow online these days).

and look honestly the callout post wouldn’tve annoyed me this much if it was posted on yk an actual social media. like if it was posted on twitter or tiktok or on youtube as a video essay or even on here, like sure if i saw it id be annoyed that this fandom cant handle the tiniest bit of non-puritanicalism and fuck, maybe if it was on here id even drag myself into a pointless days-long argument that causes me suicidal levels of stress but on archive of our fucking own itself?! for the millionth time, IT IS NOT A SOCIAL MEDIA! u dont make posts like that that u want the rest of the fandom to read or whatever on there because its not that kinda website!

anyways yeah i hope i explained the situation ok, u might be able to check it out urself if u feel like it and yeah idk this whole thing just kinda felt like a wake-up call for me like yes i find incest and pedophilia disgusting OBVIOUSLY and i dont like ppl romanticising it in fiction but idk i’ve seen ppl talk abt toxic antis before and show screenshots of conversations where theyve acted super shitty but idk seeing this all unfold in person and having to argue with these hardcore antis just- i dont wanna be associated with these ppl, if these are what alotta antis r like i dont want anyone to assume i agree with them like at all, whether its other antis, proshippers, or ppl like me who have a super complicated opinion on it. like they harassed a person into taking down their smut and made call-out posts on ARCHIVE OF OUR OWN abt how they dont want their wholesome pure fandom corrupted by gross dirty irredeemable sex. and just yeah hope no mutuals i seriously care abt unmoot or even block me over this since ik a few of u r antis but yeah srry for this i just kinda seriously hate this fandom right now :)

also incase anyone is typing out a “kill yourself pedo” reply/rb rn; i turn 15 on Friday, i am 2+ years younger than ur innocent bb minor boy David and his definitely not already a legal adult boyfriend Exer so yk

[outivv]

— what about your own world? —

Synopsis: they ask what your life was like in your own world

Warnings: ehhh semi angst? Semi fluff? Crying, and Idk if I should put a warning for this- but a single mention of death in sebek’s Part, But, as always not proofread :p

Characters: deuce, idia, Sebek, And malleus

Pronouns for reader: gender neutral/ not mentioned

A/n: hello hello!! I’ve been on big idia and Sebek brain rot recently, I may honestly weite another thing for them later too HEVJEEG. Theyre both one my favorites what can I say. Anyways, hope you enjoy!! Have a great rest of your day <3

— Deuce —

“What was your life back… you know… back home?” Deuce asks. You’re supposed to be fetching ingredients for a potion you need to make in class, but deuce has seemed… distant, or maybe distracted, this entire time. Now you know why, of course. “Why do you ask that.” You dont look at him, reaching for a jar full of specific bird feathers, which are very important for this potion. The rows and rows of bookshelves full of jars, full of ingredients, were the only audience to hear your conversation, so you didn’t mind telling him what your life was like, however, you wondered why he would ask such a thing.

He thought for a moment, as you climbed down the ladder you were on, and handed him the jar of feathers. “Well I was just thinking. Cause you’ve been here for almost a whole year, Crowley must be close to finding a way for you to go back home.” Deuce walked down the row of shelves to the next ingredient you needed as he spoke. He’s right, you’ve been here a long while, and Crowley must be close to getting you home by now… (but you’re not too… trusting of that. Despite what Crowley may say.) was deuce worried about you going home?

“Well, even if he does find a way for me to head back home, I’m not so sure I’d take that opportunity.” Deuce whips his head around, almost dropping all the jars He was holding. You quickly put you arms around his own, to secure the jars, giving him a look that screams ‘oh my god- please be more careful’. He looked away embarrassed, “why not?” Referring to what you said before. “Hmm, well, I like my life here. And back home wasn’t all that great so. If I could pursue something here, be happy… keep all my friends, stay with you, then I’d rather do that than be somewhere where I wasn’t… enjoying myself I suppose.” Deuce teared up at that, he can be very dramatic at times… “are you crying?” He quickly turned around hiding his tears as he kept walking “no! Just allergic to whatever is in these jars.” He said in between sniffles. You sighed trailing behind him. If you had any doubts before you certainly don’t now, as it’s clear you can’t leave deuce alone.

— Idia —

Idia is insecure with your… relationship. God he can barely even call it that. He feels like he barely even does anything… why would you put up with him? He’s sure that the moment Crowley found a way for you to go home, that you’d be jumping at the opportunity. He holed himself in his room even more than usual, and you, as his partner, of course noticed. A few days into his depression spiral, Idia heard a familiar knock on his door, followed by a voice, “idia? Can I come in.” It was you, of course. The only people allowed in his room are you and ortho, and ortho doesn’t really knock. “Yeah…” He Said Just loud enough for you to hear.

Upon entering, you could see idia wasn’t even gaming at his desk like usual, instead sitting in his bed, curled up in blankets upon blankets, scrolling on his phone. His room was dark without the light of his computer, you could barely see him, as his hair was mostly hidden in the blanket, and his phone was the only thing illuminating his face. “Idia? What’s wrong.” You said walking over to sit on the edge of his bed. You moved the blanket off from over his head, revealing some of his fiery blue hair, and running your fingers through it. “What was your life like back in your own world.” His cold tone made you widen your eyes. He doesn’t ever take that tone with you, only before your relationship started, and that was mostly because he was so anxious around you, being cold was kinda his default.

“What do you mean?” You tilted your head, And He quickly sat up his blue hair turning bright orange and red, as he screamed “your own world! Your home! When Crowley finds out how to get you back you’ll leave me, because that is your home. That is where you belong!” His words sounded harsh to anyone else, they sounded like he wanted you gone, like he wanted you to leave because you didn’t belong. But that wasn’t the case and you knew it. You could see how small he looked, his blankets open, revealing his shaky hands. Looking up at his face, surrounded by flame, you could see the tears welling in his eyes, his dark circles deeper than usual. Has this been bothering him for the past few days?

“Can I hug you?” You ask, as to not overwhelm him in a very intense moment for him. He nodded, and you slowly wrap your arms around him, he grips onto your jacket, and resting his head on your shoulder, wetting your uniform as tears start flowing. You don’t care about that though. “My life, in my world had It’s ups and downs. I have people there that I miss.” You started and he sobbed, and screamed harder, his mind spiraling, thinking your words confirm all that he’s been feeling, and thinking, the past few days. His hair reflecting his thoughts, as it started burning brighter, wrapping itself around you, but it never hurt, or burned you. “But. I love you more.” You start again, and idia grabs onto your jacket with both hands, one clawing at you back, while the other holds onto your front. He doesn’t want to let you go. “I know that no matter what Crowley finds, if I can’t return to you, then I won’t ever go back to my word.” Your arms wrap around him almost protectively, as he sobs out his feelings that he’s been keeping to himself for the past few days. Except, he knows you won’t leave him.

— Sebek —

Sebek loathes humans, he believes they are weak, and would pity them if he had the time to. But after meeting you, he’s found that humans aren’t weak, magicless or not, you have stopped 6 (almost 7 heh) overblotted students. That is quite a feat that even must admire. “You know [name] may return to their own world eventually right?” Lilia said, snapping Sebek from his thoughts of you. “What?” He furrowed his brows, Lilia cant believe that right? I mean… with the life you’ve built here and all… and with how close you two had become you won’t leave him right? “I’m sure [name] misses their family, friends, you know.” Lilia truthfully brought up this conversation because he wanted to see how Sebek would react.

Lilia knows that Sebek harbors feelings for you, whether sebek wants to admit it to himself or not. Lilia knows he is deep in denial. Sebek Looks down at the lunch table he’s sitting at, pondering. “I must go speak with them.” He suddenly Said, grabbing his bag, and lunch tray, to go search for you. He found you in the courtyard, you usually eat lunch there with grim, deuce, and ace. “Human!” Sebek shouted as he approached your Little group. Ace almost dropped his lunch at Sebek s booming voice, while deuce instantly looked ready to fight if Sebek made a single wrong move. “I need to speak to you. Alone.” He Said staring down at you, a very apparent scowl on his face. You looked at him like how he imagines a small animal looks seconds before death. “Uhh yeah for sure.” You respond, as you grab your bag, and put your lunch away. Leading inside, to a quiet hallway is when he starts asking questions, “are you planning on going back to your own world when Crowley… finds a way back for you…” straight to the Point as always, but you don’t miss the meek tone in his voice. A very sharp contrast from what he was portraying mere seconds ago.

“Uhhh I’m not sure yet, why?” You question, very very confused. Sebek puffs his chest out, almost smug, as he says “no reason. Goodbye now.” And walks away. You stand there absolutely confused out of your mind, and when you return to your friends, you just… sit there… for a moment. Later in the day however you overhear a specific someone talking to another specific someone “I told you [name] wouldn’t be leaving.” Sebek’s booming and prideful voice could be heard even though you were outside the classroom, “well you never specifically said that, but a win is a win I suppose.” Lilia said with a sigh, faking defeat, “but does them considering staying mean that you’ll be asking them out? May solidify their decision to stay here.” Sebek is frozen at Lilia’s words, to which Lilia only laughs. And when you walk into the classroom sebek’s face turns into a deep frown of shame, surprise, and absolute despair, to which you and Lilia absolutely lose it over.

— Malleus —

You cant leave him. You shouldn’t leave him. Malleus wants the one person who he has ever loved this way, to stay by his side, to rule with him, to love him as he loves you. Of course you aren’t… dating… yet, so he doesn’t have any way of telling you these feelings without sounding scary as hell, and Even he knows that. So he expresses it in a… less… obvious way I suppose. “[name]?” He asks, while you’re on one of your late night walks together. Usually he’s rambling on about the gothic architecture of the school, but Today he’s been unusually quiet. Until now of course. “Yes?” You ask, looking over at him where he was already looking right at you.

“What was your life like? Back in your realm, I mean.” He simply asks. You have to think on that for a minute actually, It’s such a strange question that you truthfully didn’t expect from malleus. It’s to the point where you wonder if there’s hidden meaning behind it. “Well, it was good for the most part. I mean… I miss my family, and friends, so that must show how good it was Haha” you say with a sad smile. You really have been feeling homesick these past few days, and malleus’s question kinda sent you over the edge. Before long, tears start falling from your face, malleus stops dead in his tracks to embrace you as soon as he realizes your crying.

He realizes you miss your own life, in your own realm, but He cant help but feel upset, and possessive. He wants you to stay with him, he wants you to love him the way he loves you, he wants to hold you like this forever if that’s what it took to keep you by him. “It’s alright, child of man.” Is the only thing that slips past his lips. He bites his tongue as to hold back all the words he wants to spew, about how he loves you, how you can stay here with him! And how he would miss you ever so dearly if you left… “I’m sure Crowley will find a way back for you.” His mouth grows dry at his own words, and his voice shakes. You look up at him, to see him not looking at you, but straight ahead, tears falling down his face. He wants to scream how much he loves you, how much he wants to protect you, but he can’t. He knew that would break your heart, and his own if he did.

[chrissturniolosbitch]

fic idea !!

reader thinks chris is cheating in her but finds out he isn’t, then he comforts her and makes it up to her😏😏😏😏😏

YOURS TRULY

a/n: this was requested by my baby KATIEEE

summary: y/n thinks chris is cheating on her but when she finds out he isn't then he makes it up to her.

warnings: hate, angst, smutty smut, language, and sex.

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Chris has always told me to ignore the hate comments, and his fans that 'dont like me.'

He tells me that there just 'jealous' and that 'they want to be you.'

I never felt this way tho.

Yesterday nick asked me if i wanted to be in this fridays instagram photo dump, "sure!" i said happily.

tonight I was going through the comments that we posted on the insta post. I scrolled the whole way down.

'why the fuck is she here?'

'shes tryna steal my man huh?'

none of these comments bothered me alot, but there was on particular comment that really got to me...

'i hope she knows chris is cheating on her ugly ass🤣'

8,391 likes?

'i knew he was cheating on me.' i thought to myself. God im so fucking stupid. I shouldve known.

Why would a man like chris want to be with a girl like me y/n?

tears started to form in my eyes, and my throat started hurting.

I got up from the couch, and started to walk down the steps to chris' room.

When i got there i knocked on the door, "come in!" he yelled loud enough for me to here. I opened the door and the tears from my eyes started falling.

"Baby?" he said getting up from his bed running over to me, "whats wrong y/n? talk to me mama?" he said caressing my cheek, and grabbing my jaw forcing me to look at him, "a-are you cheating on me chris?" i said hesitant.

He looked at me for a good 10 seconds before he started speaking, "why would you ever think that y/n." he said furrowing his brows. More tears started falling down my cheeks.

chris finally put 2-and-2 together.

"you fucking believe them?" he said chuckling at his remark, "w-what?" i said looking up at him wiping the tears fron my face, "you believe those bitch ass kids in our comment section?" he said pulling me to his bed, sitting me down.

"no chris, i mean. Yes?" i said playing with the rings on my fingers, "here" he said handing me his phone. I looked up at him confused.

"cmon take it" he said waving his phone at me.I grabbed his phone, and looked back up at him.

i already knew the password so I opened it, and started going through his stuff.

messages✅

snap✅

instagram✅

photos✅

I shut his phone off, and looked up at him. He had one hand on his hip with a smug look on his face, "see baby. Youre the only girl i want." he said smiling at me.

I starting laughing at chris, and myself. Why would i believe anything his 'fans' say half of them fantasize about him anyways?

"c'mere" he said laying down beside me practically in the middle of the bed patting his lap. I turned over and straddled him.

"let me make it up to you." he said flipping us over. I felt the familiar heat start to grow in between my legs, "lets get to work then" i said. As soon as those words left my mouth he started kissing me

When he got down my neck, and too my chest he tugged at my shirt. I nooded. He pulled my shirt off, "no bra huh?" he said smirking. I shook my head giggling at his comments.

He started kissing my chest grabbing my left boob, taking my nipple into his mouth, i moaned loudly at his action. He suddenly put his hand over my face detaching his mouth from my tit, "shh baby, you dont want anyone to hear us." he said reattaching himself to me.

I nodded and closed my eyes.

He moved over to my right boob and showed it the same amount of love he showed the other.

moving on from my chest, down my stomach causing butterflies to float in it, and to my aching heat.

"may i?" he said looking at me with doe eyes, "please chris, fuck" I said bucking up my hips waiting impatiently for him to touch me.

He pulled my pants, and lace white panties off in one swift moment I shivered at the cold touch on my now bare body.

Chris immediately started eating me out like i was his last meal. I arched my back, and dug my hands in his hair moaning quietly, he groaned at my taste, "fuck mama you tase so good" he said diving back in for more.

He started tongue fucking me, swirling his tongue around my clit, and folds.

I felt a familiar knot forming in my stomach, "chris im gonna- fuck im gonna cum" i said pulling harder on his hair, "go ahead baby, cum on my face." he said circling his tongue faster than ever over me.

waves of pleasure washing over me. The knot in my stomach begging to be untied.

Chris sure did know how to work his tongue because in one swift moment i was releasing all over chris' face, and tongue.

"fuck baby" he said as he began licking my cunt clean, i bucked my hips at the sensitivity, "i know baby im sorry" he said as he ran to the bathroom grabbing a wash cloth.

He started wiping me up. When he was done he grabbed me panties, and a fresh love crewneck to put on.

"baby" i said tired, "i wanna make you feel good too." i said as my eyes starting closing, "theres always tomorrow" he said chuckling, as he layed beside me, "plus tonight was supposed to be for you my love" he kissed my cheek, and lips.

"thank you chris, for always making me feel good. Not just sexually" he laughed at my statement, "but mentally. You mean so much to me baby i love you." i said giggling at him.

"thats what im here for right" he pulled me into him spooning me.

We kissed on last time before we fell asleep.

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rq by: ( @kvtie444 )

[thisdreamplace]

hello 🍁 non again! Haha!

I wanted to talk about nondual and realizing your beyond words sentances and labels.. and wanted to know what you thought of thus

I feel like people tend to overcomplicate or even telling people to mediate for several hours and even take substances to achieve this ego death..but truly we are always aware and meditating , we are meditating right now , I feel my fingers touching the iPad… i see the letters typing one by one.. or people are even too harsh on others , we’ve been bound by the “ego for so so long” but realizing the ego is just as scared as you are , using the resources it’s using , you start to give yourself grace and to slowly let go and go, it takes a while to surrender but truly , it’s worth it. Taoism and no dual pair very well together , you are all there every is you are no-thing , everything and all. You are love in its purest form , you are the silence between moments , you are the laughter in sunny days. You are the cry we always needed. You are always being perfectly guided, everything you go through is for a reason. that’s what I do..example the break up between me and my ex was so hard , I was able to cry but realizing I’m ,being guided , helped, ofcourse I cried , ofcourse I was sad and you need to process your emotions with love , no matter how long it takes your being perfectly guided in your journey always. from that breakup I made so many friends and found myself and I, forever greatful ofcourse I’m so sad it’s over , but maybe it had to happen.

I think the best to know and start disconnecting with conceptual labels is to realize you are not bound to anything , you can label yourself however , because your beyond.. labels are created by us , we created all these concepts because we enjoy putting things in boxes, I don’t even go by a name , or even a gender , sexuality because I disconnect myself with labels , bc I don’t need them at all..not because I’m too good for them , but forever and ever realizing that all of these are concepts you can disconnect from them and let go and trust “god” you are the purest form of love , your kindness incarnated into a psychical form.

it takes so much grace , you done need to do anything except realize your true beauty , love is always the way , once you realize you are simply love but yet so unique and beautifully created and labels cannot even imagine and begin to describe your ever so beautiful soul. You will find peace

You will still cry , get upset and go through grief. But it gives you grace , I am being guided but it’s okay to still be hurt. You are beautiful

I hope I phrased this right , love 🍁

hiiii my 🍁 anon~ everytime i read a message from you now i'm really happy. your expression is so beautiful!

i think your understanding of everything is so wonderful, and its fully on point. all of those things are true, and even more your willingness to allow and let go, truly is what keeps you moving forward. your willingless to trust, is truly admirable. and its important in all of this. we have to be willing to take control, by giving it up. if youre not new here, you know that this world works in paradoxes, and its always the most simple and even opposite things, that truly are what brings in magic

i love everything you said!! because we are so beyond all of these things that we believe ourselves to be, that we choose to be trapped by. sometimes i see those who wonder why nothing ever works for them, but they have never been willing to let go of all they have believed themselves to be, down to the way society sees them and down to the way they even see themselves.

it truly does take grace and patience, and you are right when you say we just need to focus on love, on the truth within us. we dont need to do anything else. it took me a long time to realize i dont truly need to heal from anything. if i just focus on love, i naturally begin to heal. no more making sure im this way or that way before i'm perfect or ready. just realizing love now, and choosing it now, in each moment that i can, is truly enough. love is always enough

thank you so much for sharing these lovely words and thoughts <3

[skarlitt]

hii !! i wanted to ask what tarot cards you use? i dont know where to get any from, i think i can get them from amazon right ? do you know if i need to charge them with incense or anything ? would making my own be an option ? if so, what do i draw onto the cards ? sorry if this is overwhelming, im fairly new but wish to use tarot to communicate w my deities hahdjsbdkndj

OooOOOOOo I love this question!!! I can finally rant about my tarot hehehee

I had decks upon decks upon DECKS on my altar for years! (I only had so many because I got new decks of cards from friends and family pretty much every year for my birthday and what not lol) but I've recently gifted and donated all of them except one, and I now just use the Rider-Waite deck.

I will say firstly: EVERYONE will tell you different things about tarot. Some will say to only buy second-hand. Some will use them as a medium to communicate to their deities, others believe the deck IS the deity. And some people even use the deck to answer yes/no questions despite them not being intended at all for that lol. It is entirely up to you how to use the deck and what you believe it is capable of. And sometimes, you have to let the deck itself teach YOU how it wants to be used.

The simplest deck to use would be Rider-Waite, it's the most widespread and probably least expensive. But any deck you connect to intuitively will do- you are essentially establishing a spiritual relationship with it, so you may as well get whatever deck you like best! Amazon is ok, but I would honestly recommend going to Indigo/Barnes and Noble or a metaphysics shop and getting a real-life feel for the cards they have. How they fit in your hands and make you feel is extremely important! (if you go to B&N or Indigo, tarot cards are in the New Age/Spiritual section!)

A great book on Tarot (if you have extra cash) is The Only Tarot Book You'll Ever Need by Skye Alexander. I read it when I was 12 and it's such a great tarot reference! If you can't buy a book or need to hide your tarot usage, go to Biddy Tarot's website. They've got all sorts of great stuff there too :)

Making your own is definitely an option but it can be expensive depending on how you do it...I've been thinking about making my own too actually! I'm honestly not sure how to answer that one yet, still trying to figure that out myself 😅

If you need to charge the cards with your intention, you can do a LOT of different things. Incense/sage is good to cleanse them (which you should absolutely do after taking them from the store!), but charging is different cuz that's essentially how you bind the cards to you. There's lots of enchantment/charging spells and rituals on Pinterest if you wanna be fancy, but honestly? You can just reach out to your deities and ask them to bless your deck, if youre using them as a medium for communication to them. A simple visualization meditation is also useful- just hold them in your hands and visualize yourself projecting your power into them. There's no wrong way to do it! Follow your heart :)

Lastly: as I mentioned before I currently just use Rider-Waite cards, but! I recently pre-ordered a copy of a fan-made Hades Game tarot deck. Only because I really love the game, and the cards feature art of the gods! Unfortunately I have yet to find a specific Greek God tarot deck though. But once I do, I am taking a copy IMMEDIATELY lmao! Some decks I've had in the past that I've loved are the Triple Goddess Tarot (my first deck, they were stolen on me and I miss them dearly), Yoshi Yoshitani's Tarot Of The Divine (100/10 my absolute favorite deck ever personally, each card reflects a fairy tale or myths from around the world), and of course the Rider-Waite deck (Classic and simple to understand, really great if you don't want any extraneous vibes from any flashy art other decks might give you). The links might be to the Canadian websites, sorry about that 😅

Hope this answers your question! Just remember to not overthink it, and follow your heart :) sending you good vibes ✨

[imkillerbae]

Could I request mirror!Yoru x reader? (Fem or GN please) where reader is a radiant and can kill or damage people with her voice (kinda Seraphine inspired) and after the mission reader is left to check the last site where she finds a lone Yoru? And then they start meeting in secret on missions and I suck at endings so I'm not sure how it would end

Heyooo!!! Thank you for requesting!!! I enjoyed making it. You gave me free reign over the ending so I hope I dont dissappoint. It's pretty long tho so i hope that aint too bad. I'm pretty happy with this one. Words: 3.7K CW: Slowburn, Fluff, Angst, implied sexual interaction (not too graphic), mentions of sutures and blood (mildly graphic)

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Out of Impulse (Yoru Valorant x Fem!Reader)

Y/N stared at him as if he had 2 heads and an extra limb. He stared back but with an intensity that made her squirm as she leaned on the radianite crates. His jaw was stained with blood trails from his mouth, jacket blotted with the same color, distorting its vibrant blues. Their staredown was silent but cutthroat.

What was I thinking… Y/N thought. But she had already done it; there was no going back from here.

While making sure the whole place was clear of enemies, Y/N spotted Yoru from mirrorearth, clutching his stomach as it bled heavily. He coughed as silently as he could, crawling aimlessly to wherever he could hide. He froze as he saw Y/N, eyes wide and alert. She clutched her Phantom to her chest tightly, mouth open to sing a melody, but nothing came out. For one, this Yoru was an enemy to them, and had to be eliminated. But on the other hand, this person was injured and helpless, body full of holes he’d probably die of blood loss in a few minutes.

“All clear on your area Y/N?” Sage asks through the comms, and the mirror Yoru clenches his jaw. “Just fucking kill me already, busu.” He smirks, spitting blood on the floor as he sat up painfully against the wall.

She grabbed her radio and held it to her mouth, staring at the injured person in front of her. She gulped once, then spoke. “A-all clear,” she stuttered. She then ran up to the injured Yoru and carried him by putting his arm over her neck. “What the fuck?” Mirror Yoru explains, trying to resist her aid.

“W-will you hold still? I’m trying to help you,” she growled, pulling him harshly as he resisted, trying to flee. “Oh for God’s sakes” she groans, and she begins to sing a melody, lulling him to sleep as he stood. She carried him all the way to an abandoned storage room and tended to his wounds, or at least tried to stuff his bullet holes to stop them from bleeding. When she returned to the team, she was covered in blood. “I-it’s not mine,” she said nervously whenever she was questioned.

After hours, she returned to the storage room herself, escaping from the HQ, narrowly dodging the CCTVs. And that takes it back to current time, with her staring at this person she saved out of impulse. He was clearly ungrateful, and annoyed.

“What do you want,” he asked, or maybe ordered. He was gritting his teeth into sand, anxious but Y/N couldn’t tell. “Doesn’t matter. Beat me, burn me, burry me alive, you won’t get shit.”

Y/N bit the inside of her mouth, pondering. What did she want? She also wasn’t entirely sure. All she really knew that it was unfair to eliminate someone who was as helpless as a beetle underneath her shoe. She could’ve easily killed him, true. But she wasn’t that ruthless. Something that Brimstone worried about, and something that would come to bite her in the ass.

Which is now.

She flinched anytime he shuffled in his seat. She was in fight or flight mode, and so was he. She figured that before they shot each other in the back that she would at least try to defuse things.

“Why don’t I introduce myself first. My name is (Callsign) but call me Y/N. And you are…?” She tried, and the mirror version of Yoru raised a brow. “Uninterested.” He spat, clutching his stomach. She did a poor job of putting pressure on the wound, but at least she tried. If he was lucky, he’d survive until his teammates picked him up.

“Let me see that wound—”

“Step any inch closer and I’m shooting you in the head.”

“You don’t have any weapons right now. So will you please just let me—”

“I’ll find a fucking way. Don’t try me.”

“Would you really rather bleed to death than receive help? God, you’re much worse than our Yoru. At least he wouldn’t mind me patching him up.”

He sat there silently staring. His gaze sharper than before after the mention of his alpha counterpart. He wondered how life was here, without the constant fear of losing power, without threat of famine and climate catastrophe. Omega Earth was in ruins, and being patched up was the least of his concern.

“Look, I didn’t bring you here to solicit any information or whatever else you’re thinking of. I just… didn’t… I feel like it’s just cruel to lead them to you to you know… kill you. I-I can’t just sit around and let that happen.” She said meekly, looking at the phantom resting on one of the crates. She sighs but looks at him with newfound determination.

“So don’t make me regret that act of mercy and let me tend to those wounds.” She said sternly, and he merely scoffed. “Act of mercy? Please, you just set yourself up. Once your guard is down, I’ll fold you into an origami crane and put bullet holes into you as your eyes,” He coughed as he said that.

“Fine, do whatever you like with me. It’s not like you can even lift yourself up right now.” She crossed her arms, taunting. “Just let me suture you. Or would you like me to sing you asleep right now and steal a kidney while I’m at it.”

He clenched his fist. He felt so high and mighty, it all came crashing down when he realized that he was incredibly vulnerable to her right now. She could make him sleep and bring him to wherever she pleased. He’d rather be awake and put up a fight than be asleep and dragged around like a corpse.

As she approached, he reluctantly lifted his jacket up, eyes maintaining a threatening gaze. She merely rolled her eyes and instead removed the bloody jacket and gray shirt.

He didn’t like the idea of a complete stranger operating on his stomach. Well, she wasn’t completely a stranger. He knew her double, but only barely, as they’ve never been that close. That doesn’t matter since it’s her double he’s dealing with right now.

As for her, patching him up was something she wasn’t too alien to. She’d patched up everyone already, well, except Omen and Cypher. Her Yoru was no exception.

When she dug out the bullets, he gasped and hissed. “Quit whining. Where’s all that energy you had earlier?” She complained, looking at the bullet she dug out. 2 more to go. He tried his best not to yell at her to fuck off because he didn’t wanna push her away while his sutures were undone.

She operated on him sloppily, but she did get it done. Hopefully they would keep his wounds clean enough that they would heal nicely. He sat there quietly without his shirt on, his fingers curling and uncurling to stimulate blood flow. Y/N blushed seeing Yoru this way, his hard rock abs staring at her in the face. It wasn’t helping that he was also staring at her like that.

“What now…” She avoided his gaze, looking at the walls of Kingdom propaganda. “Do you have any means of contact with the others?” She asked curiously, and he scoffed, leaning comfortably on the makeshift sofa. “I used to, but it’s fucked, no thanks to you. I could cut through the dimensional fabric but I feel too weak.”

“You might tear yourself apart instead.”

“Thanks for stating the obvious.”

This time she’s the one who scoffed. What is with his attitude? She was just trying to help. “So we have two options: you heal and teleport back to your Earth, or we fix your communication device.” She proposes, and he furrows his brows. “We?” He questioned. Why was she helping him? Why wasn’t she turning him in instead? Their Brimstone would be very happy to hold Omega Earth’s Riftwalker hostage. His suspicions of her motives were at an all time high. What was she trying to do?

“Well, I can’t just leave you here to rot right? We gotta get you back home. Who knows what they’ll do to you if the protocol catches you…” She rubs her elbows, fidgeting. His stomach churns. Why does her concern sound so genuine? Or was he falling for her ruse, her voice?

He kept quiet. If he wanted to get out of here in one piece, he had to play along.

=====

She left him to heal up and recover in the dimly lit storage room. Thankfully it was ventilated properly. He laid on the makeshift bed quietly, thinking of how to repair the communication device, but the pulsing pain on his shoulder, stomach and arm was keeping him up.

Back at HQ, Y/N was also restless, reading up on how to clean a wound properly. The two barely got any sleep the first few days, always worrying about how tomorrow would be.

Y/N would always sneak out of the HQ in the afternoons, bringing Yoru food, change of clothes, and other things he asked for. And while she was gone, Yoru would tinker with the communication device with the tool kit Y/N brought him. They barely spoke to each other in the first few days. There was nothing to talk about. But he always thought about how absurd it was that an agent from Alpha Earth would be so willing to betray her protocol for an Omega Earth agent.

“Why are you helping me?” He asks suddenly, his voice quiet but clearly heard in the almost empty room. Y/N looked up from his torso, cotton ball in hand. He blushed from the way she looked at him from his position, but he gained back his composure. “You’re gonna be in hot water once someone knows about this.” He adds.

“I… When I found you lying there, I just couldn’t take it. My heart couldn’t take it. You were just like us, trying to survive. And I know the state of Omega Earth. I understand that desperate situations require desperate solutions…” she began. “I don’t agree with the way your Earth is handling the situation, by stealing radianite from us. But I can understand why. That’s why I don’t agree with all the violence going on.” He listens intently. Even after all these days, she’s said the same thing: Violence is not the solution.

“That’s why you need to get back there. I don’t want anyone else to get hurt, to die by my hands. On your Earth, or mine.” She looked at the bloodstains on her hand, clenching it closed. He exhaled through his node before speaking. “Honto baka dane. I am just one life. Once I get back, it’ll only take a week before I’m deployed again. And you know what will happen next.” What he said could be taken as an insult, but his voice was sullen.

“What if it didn’t need to be? W-what if you told them that an Alpha Earth agent saved you? Surely they’ll think twice—”

“They’ll hunt you down even if I told them I didn’t tell you anything. Imprison you and hold you hostage. Exactly what could’ve happened to me if you weren’t so soft.”

And with that, she slumped on the floor, trying to hold in tears. “Brimstone was right. I don’t belong in the battlefield. What was I thinking…” She sniffed, trying to hide her tears. He stared at her head as she sat on the floor. He felt the urge to comfort her but fought it. He instead clenched his fists. “In another life, you and I would’ve made good friends.” He spoke quietly that she almost didn’t hear him.

Days passed by in a blur for both of them, but since that conversation, it seems that they never ran out of things to say. He talked about Omega Earth, how they were regarded as heroes. How radiants protected humans from climate catastrophe, and how stolen radianite was being used for life support systems around the globe. She then talked about the innovation of radianite in her Earth, and how it was severely lagging behind.

They both fell into routine, Yoru waiting expectantly for her to arrive in the afternoons. Y/N helping him fix the device. And despite being able to do it himself, Yoru insisted that she clean his wounds. “I could never do it as good as you,” he admitted, staring at her face as she hovered over him, cleaning the bullet hole on his shoulder. It was still swelling, which she was scared of. It should’ve been healed by now.

“You’ve watched me do this a million times already, you’re just being a big baby,” she laughed, staring back at him as she held the cotton swab. She took note of the features of his face, pushing the hair on his forehead away and tucking it behind his ear. Her hand leaned against his other shoulder, her chest pressing against his. Somehow in the quiet room, she could hear both their heartbeats sync.

His hand reaches for her back, warm against her shirt. His eyes looked at her lips as he spoke. “I guess I got used to you. You’re not as annoying as before,” he whispered, and before they could both think, their lips met. They kissed passionately as he moved her with his muscular arms, sitting her on his lap with both legs on either side of his torso. Her hands move their way to his cheeks, then down his neck, chest then arms. She’s touched him there countless times already, but somehow it was never enough. They called each other’s name breathlessly as they moved that night. And as morning came, they were both cuddled into each other, Y/N asleep in his arms. He never thought that of all people, he’d be so involved with the double of his teammate back at home. He wondered what Omega Earth Y/N would say.

As each day they met went on longer, so did the suspicion of the VP on Y/N. She was spotted by one agent, then another, and it did not take long for news to reach Brim. Thankfully, the communication device was near completion. But sometimes things get fucked up, don’t they?

“Yoru!” She cries as Yoru writhed on the bed, his body sweating buckets. The bullet hole on his shoulder tore and got an infection, giving him a very painful fever. “Y-Y/N…” he breathed, dry coughing. “I-It’s alright, I-I’m here. I’m here,” she wiped the sweat off of his forehead. She thought of her options. Yoru needed an actual doctor. Or else he’d die here. She had no choice but to fix the comms now.

“We have to get you out of here. I-I’ll try the device now. Hang on Ryo, please,” she begged, squeezing his hand. “No! I-I’ll be fine, d-damn it. If you call them now, they’ll hurt you, a-and I can’t protect you at this state,” he growled, not letting go of her hand. She shook her head and decided that she didn’t care whatever happened to her. He needed to be saved.

“H-hello? T-this is (Callsign) from Alpha Earth. Y-Yoru, h-he needs help, please come save him! He—”

“Yoru? We thought he was—where are you? Put him on the line—”

It was Viper who answered, and she frantically handed the radio to the shivering Yoru. He told her their location, and was about to say that Y/N from Alpha Earth wasn’t hostile, until the line was cut off.

“We had suspicions that you were hiding here. You steal our radianite, and now you brainwash one of our agents.”

“Kuso,” Yoru cursed. It was Brimstone, Y/N’s Brimstone from the protocol. She grabbed the device from Yoru’s hand. “You don’t understand! He’s hurt!” She reasoned. “Y/N, we had so much faith in you, but you betrayed us. It’s time for you to face reality and go back home. Or else we’ll tear that building down until you come out of it.” He threatened, and with shaky hands, she turned off the device.

“They’re coming,” Y/N said, dropping to the floor beside Yoru, who with a dizzy head tried to stand up. “You have to come with me,” he swayed, and Y/N caught him on time before he fell. “I-I don’t know what they’ll do to you once I’m gone, but if you come with me, I can be there to protect you.” He breathed out, grabbing both her shoulders. “Come with me,” he repeated, squeezing her to her senses. She was shaking, but she nodded. “I’ll go,” she says shakily.

A few moments pass before the sound of an air carrier is heard from outside. She put Yoru’s arm around her neck and carried him outside. But as she opens the door, she’s greeted by a familiar face. Too familiar.

It was Yoru. Yoru from her Earth. “We found her,” he barked, grabbing the injured Yoru’s arm and pulling him off her. He dropped painfully on the ground, breathing hard. “Y/N!” He called as she screamed, trying to pull away from her teammate. “Take her,” he says as he hands her to Omen who nods, holding her arm painfully. “Ryo!” She screamed as she was dragged away.

“And now with you. I didn’t think my double would be this stupid. I guess I don’t know myself enough,” Yoru smirks, pointing a Sheriff on his double’s head. But before he could pull the trigger, a bullet goes right through his arm, and he hisses, falling back.

The agents from Omega Earth arrived, with more people. Y/N saw this as her chance to break free from Omen. She pulls her arm off him and sprints toward Yoru, who laid still on the ground, unconscious. He wasn’t breathing.

“Help! He’s not breathing, Yoru’s not breathing!” She didn’t hear how Brimstone called for her, but she was focused on getting Yoru to escape. The Omega Earth Phoenix did not question her and let her help him drag Yoru to safety. Everything was all a blur, the heat and the sound of the aircraft making everything hazy. She was only knocked back into reality by her Earth’s Jett pulling her back by the arm.

“Don’t go! Please Y/N!” She screamed, trying to pull Y/N back to her side. Y/N used her abilities and screamed, making Jett let go and cover her ears. She ran with the Omega agents into their own aircraft, stumbling as Phoenix grabbed her up. “I got you,” he reassures. Y/N’s tears were now on full display, her voice small as they flew into the teleporter back to Omega Earth.

She was then hand cuffed and was sat in the back by Viper, Neon keeping watch of her. Y/N didn’t say anything and only stared at the door where they momentarily kept Yoru during the flight. “So, if I’m guessing this correctly, you took care of him all this time? He wasn’t dead or AWOL?” Phoenix asks, and Y/N only nods, her head down.

She hurt Jett. And right now, most of the agents from her world probably think that she betrayed them. She thought about what could happen now. What would happen to her. How Yoru was. She fidgeted with her hands, staring at the handcuffs, tears stinging the electricity that held the metal together.

=====

Yoru sits up from the hospital bed, sweating heavily. Around him were familiar faces. Sage, Viper, Brimstone, Phoenix, Y/N…

Y/N!

“Where is she?!” He barked, standing up and preparing to bolt. But Brimstone held him down. He growled at Brim and swatted his hand away. “Look here old man, I’m not in the mood for your bullshit. Where is Y/N!?” He pushed Brim off him as he headed for the door, but he was immediately held back by Phoenix. “Bukkorosu zo! Hanase!” He yells, clenching his fist, ready to punch the fire out of Phoenix.

“Calm down man!” He raises his arms defensively, knowing damn well that Yoru will knock him out. “We don’t see you for months and you replace us for Y/N’s Alpha double? Damn,” he chuckles. Yoru’s jaw clenched. He missed Phoenix, but he better not mess with him right now.

The last thing he remembered was being pulled away from Y/N in the middle of danger. They didn’t hold it against him that he was lashing out on everyone.

“She’s alright, she’s just in quarantine. Sage took care of her. No need to worry,” Y/N says. He was shook to hear her voice, but it sounded off. It didn’t have the softness that Alpha Earth Y/N had. Yoru looked at the Y/N in front of him and grimaced. It was weird looking at her now.

“Calm down Kiritani. We know you’re worried, but she’s safe. She’s just being interrogated about what happened. And we’re here to check if your stories match. So, sit tight, and we might let you see her after an hour or two,” Brim crosses his arms, walking with Yoru back to the hospital bed. He looks at the windows, hoping for a glance of Y/N.

After a while of nonsense questions from Sova, he was finally freed to see her. With him was Phoenix, making sure his vitals were fine as they walked around the HQ. “Man, I knew you weren’t dead! I knew it. Good thing I kept the lines open. I missed you man,” he celebrates, but Yoru paid no attention to it. His brain was set on one thing and one thing only for the time being: he wanted to make sure you were safe. He can deal with Phoenix later.

They arrived at one of the reserved rooms, the light inside open.  “I’ll wait outside,” Phoenix pats Yoru in the back. The door was left open as Yoru entered, for security purposes. With the sound of the door opening, Y/N turns around to see Yoru, looking well, the colors of his skin radiant. “Ryo,” she cries, running into his arms. He does not speak and only embraces her hard. Harder than he ever did when he was injured.

“I love you,” he declares, wiping the tears from her eyes away. She smiles widely through her tears, sniffing. “I love you too,” she cries harder, kissing him tenderly. They held each other in the middle of the room like there was no tomorrow.

Yoru then proceeds to pull away and spin Y/N around, grabbing her in places. “W-what are you doing?” She laughs, and he finally stops, breathing forcefully through his nose. She wasn't hurt. He’s gonna murder that Yoru once he gets better.

“Wow,” Phoenix said quietly, watching them both. “I never thought you and Yoru would ever match up,” he mentions to Omega Earth Y/N, who was peeking. “Same here. I didn’t think Yoru was even capable of love,” she commented, shrugging.  It was weird watching herself with Yoru.

Tagging: @duckchu

[sukirichi]

I woke up and immediately clicked on the notification, this was an ideal morning 😋😚

⚠️ spoilers ahead ⚠️

I LITERALLY TOLD MYSELF IT'S A DREAM ISN'T JT AND PROMPTLY HAD TEARS IN MY EYES OH MY GOD ⚰️ this chapter held me by the NECK. IVE BEEN KICKING AND SMILING. I HAD TO PUT MY PHONE DOWN BEFORE I SLAMMED IT AGAINST THE WALL 🤬 AND THE WAY I GASPED MULTIPLE TIMES 🤭 DAMN THEY'RE ALL PLAYING WITH MY HEART.

Ir*s can receive YN's wrath, I felt a bit of pity for her because it seems her mother had a big hand in why she acts like this and probably has been using Ir*s as a pawn for her own agenda but idc anymore let Kuroo do his worst 🥰

I FELL IN LOVE (platonically) with the scenes of Airi and YN 😌 I hope we get to see more friendship. She's so incredibly sweet and I'm really glad we get to see more of her character 🥰

OH AND WHEN YN TOLD AIRI TO CALL THE PERFUME COMPANY ‼️‼️

also the scenes with Kageyama just melted my heart, my heart broke for him 😭❤️ like baby you WILL find love dont worry about becoming like them there's some special cases and your brother just SUCKS!

little oikawa shout-out because even though he has a really twisted way of 'protecting Maiko' he's a good-ish person at heart 🤷‍♂️🤷🤷‍♀️

NOW LITTLE BTCH BOY RIN I WILL PERSONALLY END HIM or he'll end me idk with the way you write him I think he'll be the death of me 😭 if bad why so incredibly hot 🤧 BUT IT'S OKAY CAUSE AS READER SAID 👏 I BET KIYOOMI LOOKED BETTER 👏

I'm physically cheering on YN like YOU'RE A DANGEROUS QUEEN YES ‼️💐

ugh 😍 and kiyoomi 🫠 no words just kiyoomi 🫠

sorry for the barely coherent dump I just 😳😭😍🫠🤬😞😭🤭‼️😟🫢

oh my lord I forgot to sign my anon ask, the one with excessive emojis about chapter 12 was 🌙 anon 😭😭

no worries 🌙 anon ;)

lmaooo yeah it was just a wet dream, unfortunately 😭 sleeping with suna the night before was so traumatic that our brain coped by dreaming about kiyoomi fucking us right instead. ‘let kuroo do his work’ trust in kuroo !!

we love tobio in this house! honestly though i’m just really soft for him so there’s that + tooru hnggrr he’s a very complex character too, i can’t lie that he’s also one of my favorites so i gotta make my man shine here and there (he’s a good person, just give him time 🥹)

‘if bad why so incredibly hot’ real 🗣️ but also not reader telling herself that ‘meh, kiyoomi looks better’ pffpfpfpfpf. kiyoomi the main man in this house, on my knees for him 🧎🏻‍♀️

[senseioftheseidiots]

Me with Canon Wu: You let your brother go get your stuff for you and look what happened. You made a 'friend' of a Serpentine and taught her something you shouldn't have and looked what happen ! You filled a young child's mind up with dreams and broke them down and look what happened !! And even now with the Ninja, you don't tell them a single warning before they go into battle and LOOK WHAT'S STILL HAPPENING !! And after all of that, I find myself-!! Me with Your Wu:...still coming back here even though I shouldn't because you really need help with your issues and everyone makes mistakes and your superior- Nah, nah, I'm kidding but in all seriousness, your version is kind of what I want to believe for the character now. I don't hate on the original Wu since you can't beat the original but you also can't beat the fanon ! So with lots of love, enjoy making more content for him !

This has been sitting in my asks because I completely forgot about it- so ill use this as a headcanon dump, thankyou >:) You throw out alot of points here on the segment for canon wu, so let me throw in things ive held onto in hc to all of it PLEASE NOTE MOST IF NOT ALL OF THESE IS HC ALONE/TIMELINE SPECULATION "You let your brother go get your stuff for you and look what happened." This happened AFTER the meet with aspheera I believe, after it happened the two were forbidden to go outside monastery walls without permission, completely isolating them from the outside world in hopes nothing like that would happen again. Wu at this point was incredibly afraid to disobey his father because if their punishment from last time was isolation from a world outside their monastery, what more could happen to them? [it only got worse from there, but we arent talking about that yet.] "You made a 'friend' of a Serpentine and taught her something you shouldn't have and looked what happen !" Wu genuinely just wanted to be friends with someone, being the sons of god the fsm was rather picky on who exactly got to see the two. And he's never made proper connections until now, through out the entirety of their childhood [before teens] im pretty sure all wu knew as companionship was his brother, and when he found someone willing to help them, he didnt want to think about the warnings for the chance that she might actually be good, and that keeping a promise was the way to gain a friend " You filled a young child's mind up with dreams and broke them down and look what happened !! " If were talking about morro here, ANOTHER HC TIME to fuel my delulu state, look- He didnt WANT him to fight garmadon, hear me out here- if you go back to the scene of morro being tested to be the green ninja, the sword of fire ISNT the sword of fire. My hc here is this is the ONE time he's tried to change destiny for the better. It doesnt mean morro was destined, no, this was going to happen either way, but he tried changing destiny because this wasnt morro's fight, and he was afraid of what may need to come if it DID end up being him that was destined. He didnt want that. But when he did do it and got his own student killed [he tried finding him. he tried getting him back, he didnt want to come back.] He gave up. And this is where his mindset solidified, he couldnt change destiny, people will die, and itll be his fault. This was his fathers punishment for him. " And even now with the Ninja, you don't tell them a single warning before they go into battle and LOOK WHAT'S STILL HAPPENING !! " This one is funny to me cause, one, wu doesnt know how to fucking trauma dump I dont think he would even be able to think about it unless someone asks him, its actually the 'it never came up' thing. BUT, he wouldnt want to say much too quickly due to Morro's incident. Hell he didnt even want the ninja to see the green ninja scroll. If he had said too much too quickly, well theyll either turn evil or die..or both-

" .still coming back here even though I shouldn't because you really need help with your issues and everyone makes mistakes and your superior- " Hehe, thank you!!! I hope you enjoy the buncha headcanons i have here for you

[shoezuki]

Drunk Gep anon back at it again. How bout I call myself Whiskey🥃?

Fully agree. Dude didn't make it to Captain of the guard with little noodle arms and a weak stomach. I'dimagine Sampo'sbeen slung over his shoulder more than once lmfao. He's defo been shoving bite-sized anything in his gob since he could crawl.

Also love earnest Gep!!! Gepard being all soft and inquiring. Bet Sampo isn't used to havin someone so genuinely interested/knowing of him but so gentle about it, with no ulterior motive. He's got Natasha but she's more the loving yet serious sister who damn near KOs him with the first aid kit when he tries to sneak out whilst injured. Now you've got my head spinnin with ideas!!

May we also consider:

Sampo fucks up. Geppie started gettin soft, not quite drunk but enough to loosen him into sayin things that make Sampo's heart warm and hands fidget, and he just stopped keeping track of his drinks.

He's on cloud 9. Maybe? He's not exactly ecstatic but he's havin a pretty grand time. Maybe cloud 7? He doesn't remember when they left the bar but they've been wandering about for so long it's gotten dark and his mind's too foggy to recognise where they are.

He's also too loose lipped, knows he's being too honest, that his attempts to play off his words as jokes is too long winded and fake but he also can't quite remember what he's said???

Gepard is havin a grand time. He's pretty out of it but can at least walk this time. Happy to trail after Sampo, ask questions about obscure places they pass in the Underworld and about the people, before working up to talk about Sampo himself. How he's a pain in the ass but he admires his work ethic yada yada. He's unfamiliar with the area so he's hoping Sampo knows where they're going. He doesn't.

Neither of em make it home. Not even into a building. Sampo wakes up in the geomarrow equivalent of a tree, doesn't fall purely because he's damn near tied to the thing. There's more half empty bottles on the floor and Gepard has absolutely no clue where his jacket is and Sampo does not own a cane that embezzled, where did he get that?

There's an attempted 'arrest' of course. Gep may be off duty but he's nothing if not devoted to his role. They don't make it far and Bronya/Seele find them half curled up on the floor, holding their heads up against the cold brick XD.

The previous night's open-hearted discussion is blurred but not forgotten.

~ 🥃

GBFJDV GODDDDDD ANON UR SOF RCEYEKE. GOD. FICK SHIT...

Sampo stumbling into gepard at a bar nursing a drink, not tipsy but still loose enough to tell sampo to leave rather than tryna arrest him right away. Sampo obviously staying cuz this is a Great Opportunity no way hes letting this chance to break down geps walls slip thru his fingers.

And just. Sampo wanting to get gepard to open up to him and break down his barriers. Totally to get info out of him of course its not like hes infatuated with the man and wants to know him underneath his position as captain.

Sampo doesnt realize hes getting drunk too, opening up himself. Doesnt realize hes actually having fun w gepard and enjoying talking with him. Doesnt realize hes actually answering gepards questions, telling both personal things about himself and small inconsequential things that arent important but gepard acts like they are.

Gepards genuine So SO genuine and earnest. All kinds of 'youre a hard worker you do help the underworld a lot even if you pretend you dont' and 'i know some of those tips about illegal operations were from you sampo thank you' and 'i admire how focused and strong you are. If only youd put the criminal stuff behind you' and sampo isnt sure if its the liquor or gepard hes drunk off of.

And it ending with gepard having the fucking worst hangover of his life, sampo tied to a large stalagmite passed out and snoring. Gepard like 'god my head hurts. That was the best night of my life. Time to arrest him i guess' and seele being the one to find em bickering halfheartedly while gepard keeps trying to get handcuffs on sampo