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thinkingofausername · 2 months ago

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Micah Bell headcanons:

He's only ever seen sleeping after he's gotten drunk so I imagine he has nightmares (aside from the fact he has extreme trust issues and can't let his guard down enough to sleep)

He didn't have a relationship with his mother or she died when he was little or she was abused by her husband. He never mentions her, we don't know anything about her. We know what his view on women is like. I imagine he got it from his father. He definitely wasn't born out of love

He took the majority of his father's wrath. We know firstborn Bells are traditionally named the same, so I believe there was a lot of pressure there

He's actually not all that cynical. He wants to be. All that talk of "nothing matters" is him trying to convince himself

He secretly wants companionship. It's been confirmed that he wanted Dutch to be a part of some sort of family of his. I don't think he's as much of a lone wolf as he wishes he was

He has abandonement issues. His brother left him and made another family and it affected Micah. It's seen in the fact he wrote to Amos as well as his behavior after his brother's answer. After Amos cuts ties with him for good he says "I want tomorrow to mean more than today. I want this whole damn shitshow to have some kinda meanin I haven't understood". He secretly resented his brother for doing what he never could - make a connection. He can only talk to people if he's riling them up

His father definitely forced him to perform his first kill. Probably when he was very young, so he would "toughen up"

In theory, I can see him having a somewhat good relationship. If his partner was tough they would have his respect. Trust would definitely take a while, vulnerability even more so, but I think he would show care in his own way - being posessive and protective, letting them handle his guns and horse (peak trust). We know how much he cares for his belongings. There would probably be passionate, adrenaline-filled sex after action, patching up wounds, cleaning guns together. A "partners in crime" sort of thing

He'd probably like bites and scratches during sex. Marking up his partner as well

He gave into the "hardened outlaw" life because he believes those are the cards he was dealt and the only ones he would ever have. He probably never thought he had a chance to be anything else

He definitely has a phobia of dogs or something similar. He very avidly reacted to Cain every time he got close, he even flinched one time

He genuinely laughed with Javier when they were drunk. He even said "I love you fellas". There was definitely a humane side of him, very deep down

His father never held any pride for him, god forbid praise. He craves hostility because it's the only thing he knows. He purposefully riles people up and laughs off every insult he receives

He obviously held genuine respect and admiration for Dutch. He wasn't just using him or manipulating him or buttering him up for betrayal. I genuinely believe he was looking for a place of his own. He never really showed an authoritative side or desire to lead. He said it himself that he's a survivor. It wasn't ambition, it was just searching for shelter and stability. That's why he ratted - the stability was gone

He died miserable. I could go on and on about his death but the main points are - he calmly accepted getting shot, he shrugged and silently fell to his death. That was not a man who saw a future for himself

I left the most biased headcanon for the end. Not to be the "I can fix him" girl but I genuinely believe a softer side of him could've been drawn out. I believe he could've had a "ride or die" person of his own. Two survivors, watching each other's back, suspicious of others but not each other, enjoying the uncertainty and freedom of life, two loose ends but tied together

#micah bell #micah bell x reader #soft micah bell #headcanon #rdr2 #dutch van der linde #amos bell #writing #angst #psychology

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thescarletnargacuga · 4 months ago

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MOVIE NIGHT

A BUNNYDOLL ONESHOT

WARNING: none! Only wholesome comfort and relaxation

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Ragatha stood outside Jax's door holding an arm full of snacks. It was finally movie night. Every few adventures or so, depending on how traumatic they were, Ragatha and Jax would set aside time for each other and just relax with some public domain cartoons. Those were the closest things to movies the circus offered.

She knocked. It took a second but Jax answered with a confused look on his face. "Rags, you don't have to knock. You afraid you got the wrong room or something?"

"I was just being polite, but now that you mention it... I think I do have the wrong room. Byyyyye." She turns with a smirk on her face.

"Ah-ah-ah, get your raggedy [%$!#] in here." He wraps his long arm around her waist and pulls a giggling Ragatha into his room. He kept his arm around her as she tossed the snacks onto the bed and turned to face him.

Ragatha held Jax's face as he leaned down to kiss her. It was a gentle, casual kiss. It was welcoming after the adventure they had that day. They embraced and stood holding each other for a long time, letting the stress of the world melt away in each other's warmth. They didn't need words; this was their safe place to let their guard down.

"I worried about you..." Ragatha broke the silence.

Jax squeezed tighter. "I know. I didn't see the stupid pitfall. But I'm okay. Worst case scenario, Caine would have found me."

"I don't like it when he searches, he always makes it so dramatic. Like he'll only find your corpse or something." Ragatha pulled away just enough to look him in the face. "I don't like picturing that."

"You don't have to, we can't die here." Jax half shrugged. "You gotta stop letting your mind run away with such things."

".... I wish it were that easy."

"Hey..." He leaned closer, looking deep into her beautiful blue eye. "You're stuck with me, and no amount of wishful thinking is going to get rid of me."

She smiled a little and pecked his lips. "Good. So, what are we watching?"

"The [%$#!] if I know." He turned the TV on that sat across from his bed and sat on the snack covered sheets. Ragatha hopped up next to him, the bed sinking them together.

Black and white short cartoons danced across the screen. Most of them featured no dialogue, only music and sound effects. Ragatha opened a bag of chips and fed some to Jax as she munched.

Jax held an arm around Ragatha the whole time. The touch was a source of comfort for him. Like a reminder that she was really there, he wasn't dreaming. He stole occasional side glances at her, secretly admiring her. He enjoyed seeing candid moments where she simply existed without putting on an overly cheery smile.

Sometimes Ragatha would feel his stare and catch him. He'd look away and she'd smile, playfully nudging her shoulder into him as a silent : I saw that, you big softy. His cheeks would darken just a little. She thought it was adorable.

When the cartoons featured slapstick, Jax would be the first to laugh at the ridiculous violence. Ragatha being the one admiring him this time. He rarely laughed so genuinely. For him to be so caught up with mirth he was laid out on the bed with tears in his eyes, she couldn't help but find it endearing.

An evil idea struck her. While he was distracted, she tickled him. She did so lightly, in case he really didn't like it, but he howled with laughter. He curled away from her and playfully glared back. "Oh, now you've done it." He strikes back, tickling and wrestling with her, knocking snacks off the bed.

Ragatha was in a fit of giggles and could barely breathe from laughter. "OKAY!! OKAY!! UNCLE!!" She gave up under him, he relaxed and flopped his whole body on top of her like a weighted blanket, his chin resting on her chest. Ragatha slowly calmed and gently ran her hand over Jax's head, folding his ears back.

She smiled at him, a returned smile in his eyes as he looked up at her. "I love you, Jax. You big goof."

His pupils dilated. "Mrr rumphth uuu twu." He said, muffled against her chest.

Ragatha didn't need him to repeat himself, she literally felt him say it. Her heart fluttered and sang with joy. She leaned back and relaxed into the mattress. Slowly, in each other's arms, they found peace and fell into a restful sleep.

#the amazing digital circus #tadc #tadc fanfiction #tadc jax #tadc ragatha #tadc bunnydoll #bunnydoll #jax x ragatha #ragatha x jax

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sickeninglysweetspacedelusion · 1 year ago

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Could you please do some jax fluffy/romantic headcanons? Please and thank you (◍•ᴗ•◍)

why of course!! Thank you for being so polite and patient

, Jax as your boyfriend? Now isn't that just surprising? Nobody thought he could ever pull ANYONE until now.

, Hes still a petty bitch to you though, Don't expect much coming from him.

, He lives for head petting and holding hands, At least not in publicity of course.

, He wants to be seen as the rude guy everyone hates, So what happens if hes all soft around you in public?

, He would kiss your knuckles, Cheeks or on the lips.

, On valentines day he secretly gave you a big ass box of your favorite candy and declined that it was him. Cain ratted him out and Jax's smile died instantly.

, I feel like he'd love resting his head in your lap or flirting with you constantly.

, gave you a surprise big bouquet of your favorite flowers under your bed

, Would trip and bully whoever shit talks you tbh

, He doesn't know how to give physical affection, So he likes spending private quality time with you doing silly stuff, Or gossiping.

, If you fell and he caught you, He'd say "Falling for me so soon?" or "Did it hurt when you fell from heaven?"

, Probably calls you dollface or something like that

, He loves to watch cartoons with you!!

, Probably draws hearts on your face when you sleep

art

#tadc x reader #tadc jax #the amazing digital circus jax #fluff #x reader

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mishsymishy · 1 year ago

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Digital circus/Reader

Angst¡¡ Part1-

( first ,If there is any language error please tell me, English is not my first language lmao , and I never write angst gonna be honest)

You can take it as platonic or romantic, although it is more romantic

Warnings!!!: A LOT OF ANGUST! , insecurity, bothering others, suicidal thoughts, self-blame, insanity, self-hatred.

You end up abstracted.

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Ragatha¡

—She will definitely feel like it's her fault, Even if you became distracted by something else unrelated to her or your relationship with her, she will feel that she is guilty and will have a hard time thinking otherwise

—She won't reach the point of also falling into the madness (I hope), After knowing that you are the black thing with eyes, she will try to act as if everything is fine so as not to get more nervous, (failing in the attempt)

—Ponmi really cared about her, I mean, she lost her loved one ,her even saw her in the hallways talking to herself, many times stopping in your room with your photo crossed out.

—Little by little she will improve, although not completely, she will always have a void in her heart or mind, now feeling guilty of anyone who also abstracts

—She misses you too much, she misses her morning talks with you, she misses your voice and your touch.Her didn't sleep digitally because I was thinking about you, And she will spend days thinking about you again

Ponmi!

—She already has traumas, losing you would be like a double punch in the stomach. She will never be the same again, even if others try to help her, she is convinced that without you there is no point in even smiling. He feels guilty for not having been with you at that moment, she feels that she failed you at the worst moment.

—When they gave her the news, she already expected it, she didn't see you all day even if you told her yesterday that you were going to meet her to play some strange thing or try to remember things from back

— she wants to cry, but nothing comes out of her eyes ,Her pupils simply dilate every time she thinks about being with you again, you were her support .The reason she hadn't gone crazy yet

— She goes literally crazy, isolates herself from everyone and starts trying to find a way out sooner or even tries to convince herself again that everything is a dream no matter how real it all was, she laughs to herself and starts not even paying attention even Ragatha and no one

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Jax!

-Firts think it's a joke, that they want to get revenge on him for the jokes using you.Don't believe anyone even if they are panicked or gleeful about abstraction.I mean, you were fine..right? He saw you very well the last time he see you, it doesn't even make sense.

—He stands still when he sees everyone gathered..and you missing, watching as Caine takes the abstraction to the basement, saying your name in a really dramatic sigh.

He don't believe it ,he doesn't want to believe it.

—Feel bad for Ganglee, because now he is going to bother twice as much and with more pain , even taking her mask and breaking it into pieces in front of her face.

He's twice as serious and doesn't even smile that shit-eating smile anymore, not even when someone falls or starts to descend into madness. Just making practical jokes to annoy and get revenge for everything with everyone.

—If someone else abstracts themselves, he will feel proud but also painful, as if it were revenge for taking you away from him (Even if it is not the fault of others, he will think that others are to blame, especially Caine)

—He will secretly cry for your loss, wishing you were there to ask for your forgiveness and he alsowould secretly tell Caine that if he finds a way to fix the abstracted ones, you have to be the first one, And fuck the rest. he doesn't care anymore

—He carries his depressed and angry feelings towards other people, without caring about the consequences, he no longer even cares if he becomes an abstraction, or rather he doesn't even see the bad thing about that

Gangle!

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-God, not even the happy mask can fix it, She will cry and sob every night , every hour, every moment. It's really fucked, because Jax will remind you of you at any second ,And it's not unintentionally.

_- Oh yeah.. s/o can fix it ..oh sorry_- Jax says, watching the mask hide in its ribbons as she runs away from him , crying quietly

—She will hide in her bands or cover her eyes every time someone tries to support her, she will feel bad for not being with you and leave you alone in the basement, although she doesn't know what's going on there , she knows that you probably don't want to be there and you're trapped there with people that you don't want. ( like her )

Thinking about that, she quickly panics, sobbing your name while tightly grabbing her happy mask and accidentally breaking it by crying ,and accidentally putting pressure on her mask. She cries more and runs to her room, again not even wanting to go on missions with the others to distract herself, don't want to see anyone any more. Even if it makes her abstract. She could make company there. They are totally not going to notice her disappearing.. she is no one on the team, no one cares about her like you did.

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I need to study so I split this in two

Byebye people , don't cry and be happy , yay.

#the amazing digital circus x reader #gangle x reader #caine x reader #the amazing digital circus #tadc #the amazing digital circus ponmi #the amazing digital circus ragatha #ragatha x reader #ponmi x reader #jax x reader #king x reader #jax the amazing digital circus #angst #lovers #friendship

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cherrybloosomgirl29 · 2 months ago

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Full House AU Part 3: Shopping

cover image by: @sunfloweraroace

Summary: Logan has to leave town for a mutant summit; he trusts Wade to keep up with the girls training. Wade has a different idea of fun… (Based on results from the poll)

A/N: This has been my fave idea so far! I hope ya’ll enjoy. I'm probably gonna have another poll for the next idea. From here on out this will be a weekly series that will be posted each Monday. If you have any ideas for future chapters or storylines please comment!

“Wade, I'm trusting you to do this while I’m gone at the summit, okay?”

Logan was just about to leave for a summit on mutant rights. He is attending as moral support for his fellow X-Men, Jean and Storm. They will be giving a speech on mutant rights and activism in front of thousands of guests.

”I got it Lo.’ Give the girls a training session and help them study for their combat tests,” Wade says while helping his husband pack.

”Okay, but no funny business okay? Take them to the danger room, help them with their homework, make them dinner, and then tell them to go to bed,” Logan says with a serious look on his face. He knew Wade tended to get a little off track when hanging out with the girls.

“Yes sir,” Wade says while giving Logan an exaggerated military salute.

A few hours later Logan is on his way to Los Angeles for the summit, while Wade and Logan’s four foster daughters, Rogue, Kitty, Jubilee, and Laura, have just arrived home from school. Wade gives each of his daughters a kiss on the forehead as they come in.

“How was school girls? Were you and Remy caught sneaking out of class again? Yeah, I heard about that” He says with a smirk while looking at Rogue.

”No but Remy asked Rogue to go homecoming with him!” Kitty squeals.

“Yeah, he painted a whole bouquet of roses black just for her!” Jubilee gushes; happy for her sister.

Laura smirks clearly, finding her usually cool goth older sister blushing.

Wade smiles. He is proud of all the progress Rogue has made since she was welcomed into his and Logan’s home. Just a short while ago Rogue was too scared to touch a guy much less date him; now she was going to a school dance.

”Well I’m happy for you Peanut. However, we have a lot of work to do. We gotta train in the danger room for a bit then get working on some schoolwork.” He tries his best to exude the serious aura that makes the girls heed Logan’s commands.

“AWWWW why?” Jubilee pouts, “I was gonna play my new game.”

“I was gonna listen to the new Ethel Cain album.” Rogue sighs disappointed.

Laura motions to a stack of comics in her hand indicating she found reading the new releases more important than training at the moment.

”I was gonna force Rogue to come with me to the boutique to pick out her homecoming dress.” Kitty says while looking down at the ground.

That… that gave Wade an idea. No. He promised Logan he would help the girls get their tasks done.

”None of your usual funny business,” he thought to himself.

An hour later the girls were hard at work in the danger room. Rogue was using her super strength to rescue Jubilee from a crumbled building in the simulation while Kitty was using her phasing ability to rescue Laura from a prison cell.

After they have completed the challenge, Wade tells the girls to take a break.

”You’d look stunning in an emerald green dress.”

“Or maybe with a little tiara to match?”

”You should wear heels!”

Suddenly the talk of the girls about Rogue’s homecoming outfit becomes overwhelming as all the girls are talking over each other at once.

”All right! All right!” Wade raises his voice so the girls can hear him over their chatter.

”Okay, I know you girls are very excited about Rogue’s plans. And, I know you are not gonna be able to settle down and work on school assignments until Rogue gets her dressed. Soooooooooo we are going on a family shopping trip.” Wade was trying to justify his actions to himself. He secretly just wanted to spoil his daughters and get them all pretty outfits to wear.

The girls all jump in excitement. Even though Laura wouldn’t be able to attend homecoming being too young, she still wanted to see her sister look all pretty.

“And ALL of you are getting something pretty and badass to wear. You don’t need dates to have fun at a dance. Any guy or girl would be lucky to have a night out with you.” Wade says visibly excited about being able to spoil his daughters.

About half an hour later they arrive at a boutique that sells formal dresses.

”Alright! We are not gonna be looking at price tags today girls, pick out whatever makes you feel beautiful.” Wade says giving the girls free reign over the store.

”And you are gonna be my little helper!” Wade says, looking at Laura. “You’re gonna use that brutally honest side that you got from your father and make sure your sisters pick out the outfit that suits them best.”

Laura smiles at Wade ready to help her sister.

Rogue was up first. Her three top choices were a black skin-tight satin dress paired with black formal gloves, a short dark green velvet dress with a corset top, and a long dark purple dress that had a high waistline and a puffy skirt.

After a harsh judgment from Laura, she decided on the green one ultimately. She paired the dress with black platform heels and black formal gloves.

Kitty was stuck between choosing a short satin pink dress and a long tight light blue dress. The grossed-out expression on Laura’s face alerts her immediately that the blue dress is not the one for her.

Jubilee is immediately drawn to a fancy yellow jumpsuit that suits her unique style. Luckily, Laura loves it as well.

After Wade pays for the girls’ outfits, he stares at the receipt in shock.

Logan was gonna kill him. Maybe worse considering he can’t actually die. He was sure whatever Logan was gonna do once he saw how much money he spent was way worse than death.

The next night Logan came home from his summit. When he got home he immediately went looking for his husband

“Wade. I saw the charge on my credit card. A THOUSAND DOLLARS?! FOR WHAT???”

Wade looks down sheepishly. “I just wanted to help Rogue feel more confident.”

Logan raises his eyebrow at him. “Did you at least train with them?”

Wade nods “Oh yes I did! They were much more productive after getting them the dresses! And… I actually spent one thousand and five dollars.” He says while pulling out a coffee mug with words “World’s Best Husband” on it.

Logan takes the mug and lets out a small smile. “Okay… I guess your way works too sometimes. I don’t always have to be so strict on the girls.”

”Well if it wasn’t for you we would never get anything done. I would have drained our bank account ages ago.”

The girls watch their dads interact and sigh. They complement each other perfectly.

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almacambiondaughterofsaleos · 4 months ago

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Making Zestial The Oldest Known Overlord Was Dumb

Again why is this Elizabethan guy the oldest they got. They really don't want to but superficially lean into the Bible. Seriously, the most influential warlords should be designated the ancients who were from Biblical times like Jezebel, Pharaoh, Goliath, Haman, Delilah, Ahab, Herod, Herodias, Judas, and Abimelech. And most of all Cain, who should be the oldest warlord because he was the first murder and again could have been a good central character in Hazbin Hotel as maybe he could have supported the idea so he could unite back with his family.

She says she's a Christian expert but she really is like most other things just skims and takes what she wants. She really doesn't go all into the theology and understand it and incorporate it into the show. Just imagine how maybe the ancient warlord would contrast with the more modern ones. And I mean they would see even Zestial as more modern.

It again makes me think Cain should have been Alastor's mysterious backer who gave him all that power since he was the first warlord and again open up stories connecting him with Adam. But again Vivziepop just grabbed the name Adam and made him a superficial strawman, while at the last moment failed at giving him good depth after making him so obnoxiously sexist.

And again it would be more impactful maybe Cain is the one who hasn't appear in years, while the warlords are surprised he's back while Alastor could smiling among his peers knowing something they don't know and the fact that Cain is back and maybe is the one secretly using Alastor to back the hotel for his own means even if Alastor himself thinks it's stupid in contrast with his master.

#helluva boss #helluva boss critical #vivziepop critical #vivziepop criticism #helluva boss criticism #vivziepop #helluva boss critique #anti-vivziepop #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel critical #bible #zestial #alastor #cain

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ominous-auburn-orbs · 11 months ago

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More sick Caine but this time within the circus?

I wanted to do this one for a while, but I wasn't quite sure how.

Heavily inspired by Caine VA's Twitter post about what Caine might be like if he got sick. I can't find it but if you know you know

Also warning for some very suggestive jokes.

The circus troop had just finished doing their theme song and were waiting on the stage for Caine to announce that day's adventure. He always gave them some time to socialise before they started it, finding it also gave them an opportunity to mentally prepare.

However, Kinger had noticed something off with the ringmaster. His voice during his introduction had sounded stuffy, and he could swear he had heard Caine unexplainably say something about a 50% off deal while he was talking to Bubble.

"Uh, Gangle?" She was trying to stay as far away as possible from Jax when Kinger approached her, startling her slightly. "Did you notice anything different about Caine? It's kinda hard for me to tell with this stuff. In case I'm just, y'know, making it up or something."

"W-well Kinger, you know Caine better than anyone, so you're probably right. Something does seem a bit weird with him today. Maybe you should ask him about it?"

While Gangle was concerned, she secretly hoped that whatever was going on would get them out of that day's adventure, or at least delay it. It was also a great opportunity for Kinger and Caine to spend more time together, which was something she always loved to see.

Just when Kinger was about to start searching for him, Caine flew up above the performers, his energy seeming a bit more forced and draining than usual.

"Hello, everyone! Are you all ready for today's- for... AHC[CLICK FOR NEW IPHONE]!" The other's jumped at the sudden yelling. They all couldn't help but compare it to a sneeze, if a very peculiar one at that.

"Huh. I guess Caine's got a cold today. Well, I'm going back to my room, tell me if he starts feeling better so I can try to make him worse again." Jax turned on his heel and walked towards the hall, followed by Ragatha and Pomni's glaring.

Turning back to Caine, Pomni cautiously inched closer to him. "Uh, are you okay, Caine? You don't sound well. And what do you mean about a 'new iPhone'?" The ringmaster looked at the floor, his gaze seeming unfocused before his head snapped up.

"Don't you fret, my dear, I- [YOU'RE OUR 1000TH CUSTOMER]" Caine made a loud string of glitching noises into his elbow, desperately trying to speak through it, "I-I'm doing just fine..."

The quiet groan that followed his words convinced Pomni and the performers otherwise. Pomni glanced back nervously, unsure if this was a regular occurrence. The confusion she found in her friends' eyes told her it wasn't.

Kinger at least now had confirmation that he was right. Something was wrong. "Caine, I really don't think you should host today."

"W-what?! Nonsense, nonsense!! The show- [CLICK HERE]- n-needs- [FOR 10 GRAND]- a host!" The troop had begun to back off while Kinger had gotten closer. While they all just wanted to have a calm day for once, Kinger was far more concerned with Caine's health and safety.

"Maybe you can just get Bubble to do it today." Out of the corner of his eye, Kinger saw the other performers frantically shaking their heads in response to the idea. "...or, rather, we just don't have an adventure today. Take a little break. You definitely sound like you need one."

"B-but-!" Before Caine could say his excuse, his eyes began quickly spinning around in his head, resulting in him having to close his mouth tightly to keep them inside. When they stopped moving, he slowly opened up again. "Alright. W-we'll just have a day off today."

The chess piece moved to put his hand around Caine's shoulder as he lowered further to the ground. While the others immediately went to their rooms, trusting Kinger to handle whatever was going on, Pomni lingered behind to check on the two.

"Are you, um, do you need any help, Kinger? I mean, I-I don't really know what to do, but if I can do anything..." Pomni trailed off, not really sure where she was going with this. She didn't want Caine to be 'sick', just as she didn't want anyone else in the circus to be unwell either. Well, maybe Jax, but that's more than reasonable.

"Oh, no, I've got it from here. You can go and relax, I can handle Caine." Pomni gave him a look of mild uncertainty just to be sure he was being honest. Kinger returned it with a reassuring smile. "It's my specialty! He'll be well again in no time."

The jester smiled, taking his word for it and heading towards her room. As she was leaving, Caine came back into reality again and frantically waved his hand, yelling, "Byyyeeee, Pomniii!!!"

The sudden burst of excitement sent him into another fit of high-pitched crackling noises. Kinger's hands moved to further support him. "Maybe just try and use an inside voice for once, dear."

"S-sorry. Thank you for helping me. I'm- [5 STEPS TO BECOME A BIG SHOT]- still not used to this happening." Caine leaned against Kinger, letting out a light sigh of relief at not having to put as much energy into keeping himself upright.

The chess piece began to walk him to the hall that held their rooms. "Do you know what's happening?"

Caine moved his feet to keep up with Kinger, although he went at a slower pace. "It's probably something wrong with my code. It doesn't seem too severe, so my built-in defences are currently working on fixing it. Buuuut it does take a bit. [TOP 30 ANIME DEATHS]!" The ringmaster looked somewhat embarrassed about his various short outbursts. "H-hopefully it doesn't take too long."

The next time his foot hit the floor, Caine's body suddenly spasmed before his head fell to the ground. His top row of teeth landed close to his bottom, but his eyes bounced and rolled further down the hall. Kinger startled, quickly moving to support Caine again and staring in disbelief at the pieces of his face now scattered across the floor.

"O-oh no- I'll get those back for you, honey!" He only moved forward slightly, not wanting to accidentally drop Caine, while one of his hands flew through the air to catch the ringmaster's eyes. When they finally lost momentum and stopped rolling, Kinger was able to pick them up and bring them back. Not knowing what to do, he placed them in the top of his robe, moving on to putting Caine's head back together.

Kinger started by trying to put Caine's bottom row of teeth back on top of his shoulders, but it was like working with very weak magnets. He eventually got it to stay floating, which allowed him to move to the top row. Caine talked to him throughout, which did make it a little harder, but Kinger could never complain about hearing his voice.

"I'm so very sorry about all of this, my dear. You should be enjoying this day off anyway, I can handle this." Placing Caine's eyes back into his head, Kinger moved his hands around him again to continue walking.

"Don't be ridiculous, I love spending time with you. Even if you weren't 'sick', this is exactly where I'd be." Kinger pressed his face to the top of Caine's gums. "Right next to you."

The ringmaster leaned into Kinger's chest as they walked, chuckling nervously. "O-oh. I hadn't realised. In that case, this is- [HOT AND THIRSTY TWINKS NEAR YOU]!"

Caine slapped a hand over his mouth, or rather his eyes and bottom teeth. He buried his face deep into Kinger's robe, attempting to hide his bright red face. The chess piece was startled, his own face heating up as well. He put his hand on Caine's back comfortingly and smiled at him.

Kinger's voice quietened somewhat. "I know, darling, believe me." Caine let out a quiet groan of embarrassment into the fluff of Kinger's robe, making him laugh. "Come on, I'll just take you to my room. Then you can rest while your system fixes itself."

Pulling his face away, Caine kept walking alongside Kinger. The pair eventually made it to the chess piece's room, with Kinger setting him down in his pillow fort. He sat down next to him, gently rubbing circles on his back. The ringmaster leant against his shoulder, sighing with content.

"Thank you for all of this, my love. I'm already starting to feel better, although I'm still not entirely fixed. Just be wary, in case I have one of those little outbursts again." Kinger returned his sweet smile as best as he could with his eyes. Unfortunately, the moment was interrupted by Caine suddenly yelling again. "[PLAY WITH ME AND YOU'LL BE CU-]"

Kinger quickly put his hands on either end of Caine's head and snapped his mouth shut, waiting for him to finish before letting him go. Both of them were blushing profusely, with Caine's eyes heavily avoiding the other's. Kinger grabbed one of Caine's hands and rubbed his thumb back and forth across it.

"It's fine, dear. I know you can only do so much to keep your programming in check. We can just stay here until it's fixed." Caine gave him a small nod and rested against him once more. The less he did, the easier it was for his code to solve the problem. The chess piece put a gentle hand around Caine's waist. "I don't really mind you saying things like that, anyway."

The ringmaster wrapped his arms around Kinger and held him close, clearly flustered despite trying to disguise it. "Shush. I thought I was meant to be resting."

Kinger chuckled, but agreed, their peace only disrupted by Caine's occasional glitches or advertisements. They eventually stopped, signifying Caine was well again, yet neither of them moved for a long time afterwards.

#shout out to the slopcord for giving me a bunch of ideas #if that hadn't happened I would simply be dead #caine x kinger #kinger x caine #kingleader #royalteeth #I'M SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG

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stressed-and-fluff-obsessed · 5 months ago

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Any tadc head cannons🥹

Yes I do!

I’m not entirely sure if you wanted them regular or tickles so I took a guess, pls let me know if I chose wrong so I can fix it 😭

TADC Headcannons

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(Under the cut!)

~Caine~

Lee

-Man screeches

-Has one of those loud laughs that sounds like a speaker right next to your ear

-You best believe he’s gonna try to fly away if you try to tickle him

-When in a lee mood he’s usually extra annoying to get someone to catch on

-Bubble is usually the one that catches on first and then just announces it like it’s the mf’in news broadcast leaving Caine very embarrassed

-Secretly doesn’t mind it, being a ringleader can be stressful and he sees it as a wind down activity

-One of those people that loves the thrill of the chase

-Thrashes a lot, might wanna hold him down if you tickle him

-Not the most ticklish person in the circus but is still very sensitive

-Usually targeted by Bubble, Ragatha and Jax

Ler

-Oh god if he targets you you’re done for

-Unless specified or asked otherwise, mean ler

-Being a ringleader of an entire circus gave him a very playful edge

-There’s no escaping him if he’s in a ler mood and targets you, man has eyes everywhere and can freaking FLY

-Cackles like a mad man if he finds a good spot and just kinda stays there for a bit

-Loves to tease

-Knows that nearly everyone is ticklish

-Not a fan of restraints but will use them if he deems necessary

-Main targets are pretty much everyone

-Loves tickle chases, they’re exciting to him

~Ragatha~

Lee

-Not that ticklish but can get her to full on laugh if you find the right spot

-Has a very breathy laugh and the others find it endearing

-If in a lee mood she will just pace and pace and relatively just seem more stressed than usual because of “the unnecessary feelings”

-Squirms a lot

-Worst spots are her palms and the backs of her knees

-Can ask for tickles if she deems her mood to be “Too distracting” and “Getting in the way of her day to day routine”

-Gets flustered easily

-Doesn’t mind being tickled just not for long periods of time

-Main lers are Jax and Pomni

-Kicks a lot

Ler:

-OMD SHE IS LITERALLY THE SWEETEST LER IN THE WORLD

-Constantly watching and stressing over the fact that she might be going too far unless it’s cheer up tickles

-Has the most careful and efficient approach

-Always making sure her lee is not uncomfortable

-Also has a safe word for everyone

-If she’s in a ler mood she usually brushes it off unless someone asks to be tickled or Jax is being a little s(Sproing!)t again

-Sometimes asks Caine for weak points

-Does NOT like restraints

-Again knows that (Mostly) everyone is ticklish

-Literally the QUEEN of aftercare

~Pomni~

Lee:

-This girl is ticklish, like probably the worst out of everyone (Mostly due to nerves at being stuck in the digital world)

-Just like Ragatha she squirms a lot

-Banshee type shriek if you find the right spot

-Worst spots are her thighs and neck

-Giggles a lot if you flutter over the sides of her neck

-She will get flustered as hell if you tease her

-Actually doesn’t mind being tickled that much, sees it as a fun escape from the impending doom of this world

-Usually gets targeted by Ragatha, Caine, or Jax when feeling down

-Cannot ask for it to save her life even if she’s in a mood

-Gets grumpy when in a lee mood (usually that’s how the others can tell)

Ler:

-A surprisingly nice ler unless asked otherwise

-Despite not being able to handle it she is a MEAN teaser

-Just like the first two she knows that (Mostly) everyone is ticklish

-When she gets in a ler mood the first person she sees she asks to tickle them

-Can’t ask to be tickled but can ask her lee if she can tickle them

-Always making sure the person she’s tickling is comfortable

-Has a safe word for every person she tickles

-Threatens to tickle someone if they’re not behaving (*cough* Jax *cough*)

-Just like Caine she loves tickle chases whether she’s the lee or ler, enjoys the anticipation

-Doesn’t like using restraints but will hold the person’s hands down with her own if needed

~Jax~

Lee

-Moderately ticklish

-Gets targeted a lot due to his antics

-Has a witch type laugh if you find the right spot

-Will try to throw you off if you tickle him

-Likes to make the ler mad by saying things like “Thahahat all you gohot?!” Just ends up making things worse for himself

-Mainly targeted by Zooble, Caine and Ragatha

-Likes to provoke if he gets in a lee mood, usually provokes Ragatha because he finds it funny

-Loves chases, the thrill excites him

-Will deny it to his grave but he actually likes being tickled

-Worst spots are the backs of his upper ribs and the tips of his ears

Ler

-Just like Caine god help you if he targets you

-This man is MEAN unless asked otherwise

-Loves teasing

-Loves the thrill of a chase if he gets one

-Main targets are Ragatha and Pomni and occasionally Gangle

-If in a ler mood this man don’t give af he’ll just set his sights on the first person he sees and pick them up before proceeding to destroy them with tickles

-Knows that (Mostly) everyone is ticklish, had to blackmail Caine for it

-Doesn’t mind restraints but tries not to use them

-Likes to stay in one spot for a while if it’s good

-Has a quick approach

~Kinger~

Lee

-Not the most ticklish person in the circus but still pretty ticklish

-Has a squeaky sort of laugh

-Tries to and will run if you try to tickle him

-Tries to talk to his ler about his insect collection while being tickled

-Usually calls out to someone while getting tickled, usually Gangle or Zooble

-Doesn’t get targeted all that much

-Main lers are Gangle, sometimes Zooble and occasionally Jax

-Worst spots are his palms

-Man flails so watch your head if you decide to tickle him

-Doesn’t mind it, just not for long periods of time

Ler

-Doesn’t really target anyone except for Gangle, mainly keeps to himself

-When he does tickle her he is so gentle it’s adorable

-Yaps to Gangle about his insect collection and his “Impenetrable fortress” while he tickles her

-Being the oldest member Kinger has tea about EVERYONE making it a very interesting and amusing experience for Gangle

-Between little rants about his insect collection he likes to check up on the lee like make sure they’re doing okay while he tickles them

-Doesn’t like restraints

-When he’s in a ler mood he’s very shy about it and usually shuffles up to Gangle before asking politely if he can tickle her

-Very nice ler

-Has a slow approach as not to startle Gangle

-Has a safe word

~Gangle~

Lee

-The sweetest thing when being tickled

-Has the most adorable laugh

-Mainly targeted by Kinger, Jax, Zooble and occasionally Caine

-Actually likes being tickled, it restores her comedy mask (I don’t think it actually does it’s just a lil headcanon of mine)

-Squirms a lot

-Not the most ticklish but still fairly

-Worst spots are the sides of her ribbons and her spine ribbon (I don’t know what it’s called)

-Gets flustered easily

-Likes to protest but she doesn’t mind the playful actions

-When in a lee mood she usually hides inside of Kinger’s fortress with him to hide

Ler

-Very sweet ler

-Likes tickling others, she finds it fun

-Does not like restraints

-Will sometimes wrap herself around her lee to make things more effective

-Likes to tease

-A very nice but good ler especially with her ribbons

-Knows that most of the circus members are ticklish

-Main targets are Kinger and sometimes Jax

-Likes to sneak up on others

-Has absolutely no shame in asking someone if she can tickle them when in a ler mood

~Zooble~

Lee

-Sorry all my Zooble fans but I hc that Zooble just isn’t ticklish

-Mainly due to the fact that they’re kind of snappy if you know what I mean

-Doesn’t really let anyone get close to them

-Very smug look when someone tries tickle them and they find out that Zooble isn’t ticklish

-Likes to mess with their ‘ler’ saying things like “Sorry, doesn’t work like that.”

Ler

-On the flip side it depends on who their dealing with

-Mainly targets Kinger, Gangle, and Jax

-Gentle with Kinger and Gangle but mean with Jax, due to the fact that Jax makes them mad

-Loves to tease

-Not being ticklish gives them a massive advantage

-When in a ler mood they quite literally sneak up behind the lee and surprises them before proceeding to completely wreck them

-Pretends to not care about your reactions but if they find a good spot they will likely grin or even crack a smirk

-Doesn’t like restraints

-Knows everyone is ticklish

-Steady approach for Kinger and Gangle but a quick one for Jax

~Gummigoo~

Lee

-Has one of those ‘dad laughs’ if you know what I mean

-Squirms a lot

-Doesn’t mind chases, thinks they’re fun

-Worst spot is the spikes on his tail

-Surprisingly doesn’t get flustered

-Man has no shame in admitting that he’s ticklish

-Fairly ticklish

-People can actually never tell when he’s in a lee mood

-He will run away if you try to tickle him

-Can ask for it

Ler

-Oh he is a DANGEROUS ler

-Uses his tail to his advantage

-Doesn’t like restraints but will sometimes use his hat to cover his lee’s face so they can’t see what he’s doing

-Loves to tease

-If in a ler mood he’ll definitely let you know

-Likes to stay in one spot if it harbors a good reaction

-Has a safe word

-Can and will tickle you at random if he feels like it

-Being a gator his strength is ridiculous so if he catches you you’re done for

-Has a VERY effective and efficient approach

(That should do it! Sorry this took so long to get out, hope you like it! ^^)

#tadc #tadc tickles #tadc headcanon #tadc caine #tadc ragatha #tadc pomni #tadc jax #tadc kinger #tadc gangle #tadc zooble #tadc gummigoo #sfw tkls #sfw headcanons #sfw post #answered

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dyns33 · 2 years ago

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A bit jealous

Another Dream x Hob!Reader

Even if he refused to admit it, Y/N had very quickly noticed that Morpheus was a jealous, proud and possessive being.

In a way, this was quite normal since he was a millennial, eternal creature, a king ruling over his kingdom and his subjects with care, therefore feeling responsible for them and doing everything to keep them safe. Their happiness was a plus, and their love was not a necessity, even if he smiled shyly when he felt that Lucienne or Matthew really cared about him.

Obviously, since they were together, Y/N could not escape this primary need for control and protection.

Morpheus didn't hate his dear lover's friends, but he was suspicious of them, wanting to make sure they were worthy of her, that they weren't going to put her in dangerous situations, and above all that they weren't going to hurt her.

Secretly, he also had a vicious fear that she would prefer the company of one of them to his own. Because even if they were both more or less immortal, it was not enough for a couple to work, and he was confident that he had many faults. His previous relationships had cruelly demonstrated this to him.

"Nobody is perfect." Y/N had reassured him. "Not you, not me, no one. There are bound to be times when we disagree, when we argue. It's happened before. But I love you. You love me. With patience and dialogue, everything can be arranged. I'm not going to leave with someone else just because you annoyed me a little."

"I have often heard that I have no patience, let alone the capacity for dialogue."

"No, boss, I said you had little capacity for dialogue, but sometimes you can find the right words."

"Thank you Matthew."

"Well, I would have enough patience for both of us then."

This reassured the master of dreams a bit, even though he continued to be jealous of her friends, and of the time she spent in the waking world, away from him. He sometimes visited her because he missed her too much, and to please her, although he was not comfortable, away from his kingdom.

Things weren't necessarily better when Y/N was wandering around the Dreaming. Because while he cared for his subjects, Morpheus also grew jealous of the attention his lover gave them.

Lucienne, Mervyn, Abel, Cain, Goldy, all the dreams and nightmares she had had , they all felt their creator's cold, accusing gaze on their backs, which made them tremble.

Of course, he didn't say anything, he didn't punish them, that would have been absurd. He just sulked, the rain falling for hours in the Dreaming, until Y/N finally came back to him.

"You're ridiculous." she said each time, smiling and kissing him.

"And you spend a lot of time with my subjects. Which is a good thing, I'm glad you like them, and they like you. But sometimes you spend more time with them than with me. Like Matthew. Here and in the waking world."

"Remind me who asked him to watch me ?"

"That doesn't mean he necessarily has to talk to you."

"Poor thing, I'm not going to leave him out in the cold when he could be next to me on the couch. And before you say it should be you on the couch, that's not his fault if you are busy in your palace."

Y/N was certainly Matthew's favorite human, who had decided that she was the best partner his boss had ever had, even if he hadn't met any of the other. It didn't seem necessary to him, the others had left, while Y/N was still there, which was already an immense proof of her love for his great, but silly boss.

If he loved her so much, it was because he saw how happy the couple was, but also because the immortal woman took the time to listen to him, kept his secrets and did her best to reassure him. when he thought he was not a good raven.

If he couldn't be as good as Jessamy, and therefore not be Morpheus' favorite, he could be Y/N's favorite, and that was enough.

Seeing how more serene his raven seemed with his lover, Dream didn't try to separate them.

A friendship he had more difficulty accepting was the one she had with Hob Gabling. The project of his dear sister was a handsome, charming, funny man. Although it was yet another thing he refused to admit, he liked him. Which was a problem, because he considered him to be a real threat.

As an immortal, charismatic, and celibate man, Hob could please Y/N, and Morpheus regretted introducing them.

These fears never went away, but Hob never attempted anything with his lover. Respectful and polite, he told her about his experience as an none dying human, asking her what she had been through. They realized that they could often have crossed paths.

Soon they were like brother and sister, which was a good thing. Except when Hob behaved like a big brother.

"I hope Morpheus treats you well. We sometimes talk about it with Death, and he can be really insufferable. I tried to be his friend once, and he left looking constipated. Because he's emotionally constipated. Sometimes I'm sure I see him in my dreams, staring at me with a scary look."

"Morpheus..."

"I'm not necessarily in all the dreams, there's no proof that it's actually me."

"He ever told you about Shakespeare ? I need to tell you about Shakespeare."

"It's late, we should go my love." Dream said standing up, putting his coat on her shoulders because it was cold, that he knew she liked his coat that contained the galaxy, and that he liked to see her wearing his clothes.

"I'll tell you another time !"

That night, it snowed in the Dreaming, which made all its inhabitants panic. Snow wasn't really a good thing, even worse than rain or storm.

Lucienne ran up to Morpheus, who was standing on the balcony, with Y/N.

"My Lord... Are you all right ?"

"Yes, why ?"

“It... It's snowing ?"

"Oh, yes, sorry." Y/N answered with bright eyes. "There won't be any snow in my town this year, so Morpheus is giving me some here."

Like a child seeing snow for the first time, the immortal woman then turned her attention back to the snowflakes, while the Master of Dreams only had eyes for her, smiling tenderly at her excitement.

This moved the librarian a little, as well as the other dreams. Only Mervyn complained, because he was the one who was going to have to clean up. Even though it was nice that the boss was happy, he didn't have to put snow everywhere !

There remained Dream's family.

The beings who annoyed him the most in the world and for whom he was ready to do anything, because family was sacred, even when he wanted to kill some of his siblings.

Destiny never sought to meet Y/N, which was normal because the eldest of the Endless never got involved in anything. This reassured Dream, while saddening him a bit. He wished his brother had shown some interest in his lover, indicating that she was as special as he thought.

It was natural for Death to become friends with Y/N. Since Death became friends with almost everyone, and she was the one who offered her immortality to please his brother.

Morpheus was always scared when they were together. He was afraid that his sister would say embarrassing things about him, but also that she would decide to take back her gift. She had promised she wouldn't unless Y/N asked her to, but anything could happen.

So he was never far away when they met, trembling when his sister touched Y/N, and hoping he showed her enough love that she never wanted to leave this world.

Since he was happy, Desire, Despair and Delirium had to try to ruin everything by approaching the source of his happiness. Morpheus would never understand the behavior of the youngest members of their family, their childishness, and the need they had to harm him.

He went to see each of them in turn to remind them that their quarrel should not affect other people, and that if they hurt Y/N, or tried to separate them, they would be in serious trouble.

This somewhat calmed Delirium and Despair, who just wanted to have fun teasing him, but were smart enough to be afraid of his wrath. He wasn't sure Desire had listened to what he was saying.

Once, it was obvious that Y/N had encountered Destruction. This startled all of the Endless, who turned their attention to her, much to Morpheus' chagrin.

"What do you mean, you think you've met my brother ?" he asked her slowly, feeling the gaze of the others on them.

"Well, Lucienne was telling me about him, describing me as he was, his behavior, and I remembered that one day I met a guy who looked like that."

"That doesn't mean he was my brother."

"It was during a war, in Eastern Europe. According to the years, either he hadn't left yet or it had just happened, I'm not sure. I was walking around the world, avoiding attracting attention, and while I was in a bar, he offered me a drink. He said, 'for an intrepid traveler, who has come a long way for a long time and who must need to breathe a little'. He added that he knew someone like that, his brother. That I would no doubt like him and that it would do him good to meet me for a chat, at least once in a while. "

"... You met my brother." sighed Morpheus, who used all his powers to prevent the others from entering his kingdom and asking Y/N a lot of useless questions.

"He was nice. Very tall too. Are you all taller than humans ?"

"No. Only when we want to be."

"He said he was going to miss you, but he couldn't stay."

Dream said nothing. He had never understood Destruction's departure. It was selfish of him to abandon his kingdom like this.

"I think I understand." Y/N then said, shaking her head.

"Don't take this the wrong way, but it would surprise me."

"Death explained to me about your jobs, and what happens if one of you dies. They are replaced, and the new one is not really new. You, but not you. Your brother was tired after a long road. He wanted to rest, while seeing that the world was destroying itself very well on its own. But he didn't want to die, and become someone else. So he left, and yes it's a little selfish, and he never said that you have to do the same. We saw what happened when you were locked up, it's not possible for you to leave, and it's sad in a way. But he's no longer there, and there is always war, wickedness, chaos. He saw that it would not be a problem for him to leave, except for his family."

The explanation was convincing, but Morpheus didn't really listen to it. He just realized that his brother had spoken more with Y/N than with him, and that made him a bit jealous. And maybe it had been easier to talk to a stranger, easier because Dream had refused to hear what he had to say, easier because Destruction knew who she was and she would mediate.

But he was jealous, jealous of his brother for buying his lover a drink when she wasn't his yet and he was too stupid to come and see her more than once every hundred years, and jealous of Y/N, who had been able to see Destruction for the last time.

"... I can be a bit proud, jealous and possessive."

"A bit ?! Boss, you..."

"Matthew." Y/N muttered, gently shooing him away. "It's good to admit it, Dream. It's a step in the right direction !"

"I have no intention of changing that."

"It's still good." she repeated with a forced smile, visibly disappointed, but still thinking that he was adorable.

There had already been a lot of changes since Morpheus' return, and since he had been dating Y/N. It wasn't so bad if he didn't change more, as long as he could control himself and just stare at people in their dreams.

#Sandman #morpheus #morpheus x reader #morpheus fanfiction #morpheus imagine #dream of the endless #dream of the endless x reader #dream of the endless imagine #dream of the endless fanfiction

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thevoidscreams · 1 year ago

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Hello🌹You can write something about Sanguinius, with a reader who has the reputation and behavior of Ciaphas Cain and that the reader is very attached to the angel and his legion. In general, if you have a better idea, then it's even better😊 just make it Sanguinius with a cool reader. Thanks in advance💚🖤❤️💙

Bet you thought i forgot about this. But I didn't....I just forgot where it was that i was writing it. It's also not exactly on character i got way more self deprecating with it.

Rating: G No warnings just the usual 30kness.

The angel didn't think his hearts could take much more of this. His hearts were racing in a panic as he flipped over the mangled haul of a rhino, anxiety rising as he prepared for the worst.

Instead, he found you scuffed but alive in a natural groove in the earth. As if the dip had been placed there specifically for your tiny body to fall into.

"Hi honey, how's the battle going?" You joked. He didn't think it was funny at all, but it'd have to wait. The battlefield was no place for a lover's quarrel.

"We are going to discuss this later." All around the both of you, his legion was pushing back a massive invasion of Orks. And just to the side of your exploded rhino was the charred remains of their war boss, his head half gone from the explosion that'd rocked the battlefield, drawing the angel's attention in the first place. What remained was a mangled mess that snarled up hateful and defiant even in death.

Your half cooked plan had paid off. Much to your delight. "YES! It worked! Look, Sanguinius, I got him, I got the war boss."

"Yes, I see. You did well." Sanguinius said quietly, picking you out of the dirt where you still sat celebrating your victory over the massive green skin.

Sanguinius looked down at it, and the corners of his vision tinted red as he swung his blade down in one hate filled swing, taking the rest of its head clean off in one mighty blow. It'd threatened your life, and he hated it for that. He suddenly found that he hated all of these green life forms, dead or alive. And none of them could be left standing.

Sanguinius's fist clenched around the hilt of his sword. No, he had to get you back to safety.

"I'm taking you back behind the lines."

"Yeah, okay." Your voice came out in a squeak without much protest.

Still his irritation spiked, already heightened by the natural aggression instilled by his gene flaw. "You were supposed to stay behind the lines. I only agreed to let you come because you promised to only watch and vox me if their movements became irregular. You didn't do that. You did exactly what I asked you not to do."

“Yes I know, but I can explain ... .once you’ve won that is.” You hurriedly insured, wanting very much for him to get you back to a “Safe” distance.

Sanguinius sighed, he had to admit that you'd never gotten hurt so far. Never anything more than a scratch or bruised. It was like you'd be supernaturally blessed with the gift of luck.

No. Not luck. It was just your tactical mind thinking ten steps ahead. Luck was superstitious, and his father would scoff at the suggestion.

Sanguinius took to the air, with you wrapped up in his arms. "My dove, I understand you want to help and fight. But you are so precious to me."

Internally you scoffed, but externally you gave him a firm look, as if to convince him that you weren’t some soft little coward who secretly did want nothing more than to stay on his flag ship and sip expensive beverages and eat fine foods.

"I won't get hurt though, I'll be fine. Ask any in your legion who saw. I was holding on just fine before the war boss even showed up." Of course he didn’t need to know that the only reason you were on the field to begin with was that a bomb squig had chased you out of your relatively cushy, covered position.

He landed, back-winging gently as he set you on your feet. "You will stay here behind the lines where you promised to stay the first time."

There wasn't much you could do to argue with a primarch. But just to make sure he called out to the closest marine who turned eagerly when his primarch addressed him.

"Watch her. This time, she is to stay here and watch."

Some prideful part of you wanted to be mad, but his voice was all patience and gentleness. You couldn't stay angry, he’d understand later, once you’d had time to explain.

You turned away from the fighting, not wanting to think about the thousands of gnashing teeth and cruel eyes of the enemy that almost saw to your destruction that day. It might have been cowardly, well no, it was. But that’s what you were by nature, even if no one but yourself recognized that. Deep inside yourself you wished to be a hero, wished to be as valiant and stalwart as those you loved and occasionally fought alongside. You wished you could really be the person people saw you as. Some great humanitarian and a worthwhile individual who didn’t just luck your way into these victories.

You could see the retreated populace in the distance. Wounded and tired. They needed rest and shelter. Then an idea came to you. Maybe you could be a hero today. Even in some minor capacity.

When the green skins had at last been driven back into a valley and trapped, Sanguinius left them to be cleaned up by his legion. They would be easy to finish off now. Trapped as they were.

He found you working, still with his faithful Son by your side. He relieved the marine of his post and sent him to finish the battle.

"The battle is nearly over. We'll be heading back to the Red Tear soon."

You didn't respond verbally, just nodded.

Your eyes were fixed on the tent pole in your hands as you secured it against the planet’s powerful breeze. The civilians were receiving care and being served small meals as an immediate relief effort.

"I want to continue helping set up the tents and serving the meals."

"I know." He couldn't apologize, he hadn't done anything wrong in ensuring your safety, but he still felt as if he'd had.

"The orcs have been driven back, can I stay to help now?" You asked.

He nodded and offered a hand to secure the tent’s pole, you let him take it. You smiled and moved on to the next pole. 'Good, at least she doesn't hate me.' Sanguinius thought.

The whole company stayed several days longer than expected. The orks were long dead, their bodies burned. You'd insisted on staying and giving aid, it was the charitable thing to do.

The people thanked you all profusely. Some gave near religious bouts of praise to them.

Sangunius took their thanks for the extended aid as he always did. With humility, and grace. But there was a bit of selfishness to it. He wanted you to be happy with him again. It didn't take long for that to happen but he still took those extra few days to ensure it. Not that you gave him as much time anyways, not with the amount of injuries that needed attending and the amount of mouths there was to cook for. You'd been going almost non-stop, helping loved ones reunite, helping burn those that were dead by the hands of the orks and burying those that died after.

The humans began to look to you as some sort of authority or guide. Seeing you lead them and the respect the people held for you made his heart flutter and his wings ruffle.

He'd need to get you alone sooner rather than later.

This wasn't the place for all that.

When there was enough order at last he ordered everyone to begin returning to the Red Tear.

"My love?" Sanguinius addressed you as you both arrived on the ship. You turned to look up at him. “Yes, my Angel?” He felt a thrill of excitement shoot up his spine and his wings practically hummed, he loved when you called him that, mostly cause you only called him that when you were happy. But he pushed it down and maintained his calm and casual air. “May we speak in my office?”

You nodded and followed him across the ship. A little light in his long shadow. Still despite how little you felt people still whispered your name as if you were some hero of the imperium. Passing voices recounting your "heroic" deed of killing the warboss. They didn't even know the faintest hint of the truth. You looked up to watch Sanguinius, in all his regal beauty. He was too good for a coward like you, was all you could think.

His office was as lovely as the rest of the ship and you made an effort to use admiring it to avoid the upcoming conversation. Sanguinius was generally good at reading you despite your best efforts. He stayed quiet and let you have some time, he could sense you needed it. But it couldn't last forever.

"You've been in my office many times. Surely the trimming can't be all that new or exciting to you, darling." Sanguinius urged at last.

"Speak for yourself, I just noticed a brand new spot I've never noticed before, and it is delightful."

Sanguinius smiled despite himself.

"You know why I want to talk."

It was true, you did. But you didn't want to have to explain that you were a coward to your dauntless lover.

"I know." Was all you could get out before your throat tightened and the first few tears dropped unbidden from your eyes as you continued to avoid meeting his gaze.

The sight of your tears had an immediate effect on the man, primarch or no he was still your lover and he hated seeing you distressed. He reached for you and you let him take you into his arms. His wings followed, wrapping you up in their power and protection.

"Darling, what's wrong? I'm not angry with you if you're worried about that." Part of you was but it was a much smaller part than the voice in your head that kept calling you a coward and a liar.

"I didn't want to disobey your orders the other day." You said, strangely flat in tone. Your eyes still leaked those darned salty tears but you'd already begun and you couldn't stop now. "I didn't want to be on the battlefield at all to be completely honest with you." You'd never told him how much you didn't actually like the field of battle.

"Then why? What could have possessed you to do what you did."

"It was an accident, I was chased onto the field… by a squig."

Sanguinius could picture this new version of events clearly. And to his own self he felt ashamed, not just for getting cross with you but for the almost sickening sense of relief that flooded every inch of him. It was a new reason to keep you here, on his flagship and away from the battlefield.

His wings closed in tightly on you and he continued to listen.

"It was one of those that was covered in bombs. And I ran, I had a lasgun, I could have shot it. But I ran, like a coward."

Sanguinius held you tighter and shook his head. "You're not, you had to get to a safer distance before you could do anything."

It was your turn to shake your head then. "I didn't even think about that. I was just scared and I ran."

Sanguinius was quiet. "Why did you ask to come along with us to the surface?" He was changing the subject, trying to give you a break from the previous line of thought.

"I didn't. I made a joke about wishing I could spend the day with you despite the battle and it was put in as an official request to join you."

Sanguinius's wings puffed in frustration and a measure of anger. That such a sentiment should have resulted in your endangerment.

"I'm sorry, my love. That shouldn't have happened." He kissed the top of your head but you didn't respond. A claw of worry tore at him and he gave you a gentle squeeze. All that came from you was a quiet shuddering sob.

"Why are you crying?" He asked at last, trying to keep his voice calm so as not to add to the stress of the situation. Sanguinius was loathed to admit that seeing you like this left him feeling helpless. And he despised seeing you cry.

"Because now you know." You choked out, voice heavier with grief.

“Darling, I don’t think you are a coward. I think that you were in a stressful situation and reacted. You are not used to being on the field of battle. Besides, your actions today did help us. Even if I was terrified for your safety.” “You were terrified?” You asked, astonished, eyes wide and still wet with tears. “Of course I was, I heard over the vox that a rhino had landed on you. How could I not be terrified?” He drew in a breath. “I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

Sanguinius tilted your chin up just a bit. “I love you.” He whispered the words so softly you almost questioned whether or not you had actually heard him right. “I love you too.” His lips brushed softly against yours, the kiss was sweet and he filled it with all the concern and love he’d felt over the past several days. “I think I’d like to just stay on the ship from now on. And I’ll just have your time and affection when things are settled.”

The primarch breathed quietly in relief. “Good. Because I’m not willing to risk your safety after all of that.”You both chuckled and he lifted you up. “Now let's get cleaned up. And I’ll give you some of that much desired affection.”

#warhammer 40k #warhammer #primarch x reader #primarchs #my writing #sanguinius x reader #sanguinius #warhammer 40k x reader

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phr0gg13 · 8 months ago

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A Manticore Crashed my 14th Birthday Party

(Part 1)

Luke Castellan x Daughter Of Hecate!

(Series Masterlist)

Heres part one of the chapter! I didnt realize that it was too long for tumblr… Whoops! (Part Two)

I hated school with a passion. My father had me sent away to a private school at the age of 12. He said I would academically excel there as well as not feel so isolated, that there would be more kids like me. Well… He was wrong. Completely and utterly so. In my two years at this school, I have been nothing but an outcast. My father has made it a tradition to write to me as often as possible and try to visit whenever his work allows him. He has even made sure to visit me on my birthday. Today was the day, November 16th, I finally turned 14, meaning I also began my freshman year. Whooo!! My father will be here sometime in the afternoon, and we will get milkshakes and catch up. He will also give me a gift, which is usually not all that expensive. We discussed it throughout letters, and I always thoroughly enjoy the presents. Though this year, I secretly wish for an MP3 player. I had told my dad that I yearn for my own music, and he told me that he would see what he could do.

I had gotten through the utterly boring classes today, and now it was later in the afternoon. My father would be here soon, and I was getting dressed in some comfy clothes. There was a knock at my door, and a voice came through it: “Ms. Cain, your father has arrived and is downstairs in the lobby waiting for you.” It was the headmistress of the girls' dormitory. I let out a small sigh as I ran my hands over my outfit; I was nervous for some reason. I didn't know why; I never am nervous to see my dad. I went to the door and opened it. “There you are! Come on, you do not want to leave your father waiting,” Ms. Lucia ushered me downstairs, and I saw my father. He was as cleaned up as he could be. He worked hard, long days at construction sites, but he was looking quite cleaned up. I quickly went up and hugged him. “Hey kiddo.” His gruff voice came out, and he held me tight. “Happy birthday, are you ready to go get a milkshake?” He smiled at me as he squatted down to my height a bit. I nodded my head, not being able to find my voice for some reason; this was weird. I was acting weird, and I didn't know why. He gave me a small smile, and we went to his beat-up truck. I rested my head against the window and closed my eyes. I focused on the vibrations of the truck window against my head as a way to ease my anxiety.

“You okay, Kiddo?” I heard my father ask with worry in his voice. “Yeah… I'm okay,” I responded quietly, meaning to be louder. My body seemed not to want to raise my voice. As we entered the old-fashioned diner, which seemed to be one of the more popular spots in this small town, the odd feeling I had before came back in full force. My father and I made our way to the booth; I sat down on one side while he sat on the other. He smiled at me and grabbed the menu. “Let me guess what you want.” He had a playful tone to his words as he dramatically rubbed his chin. “A hot sauce and mayo milkshake?” He said with a grin on his face. I giggled and shook my head. “I want a strawberry one! You should know this; I get it every time.” I rolled my eyes at his antics; I was starting to feel a bit better now that we were sitting. Eventually, a waitress came over and started to ask about our orders. My dad ordered for me, though I tuned out their conversation as the waitress started to flirt with him. Gross.

I turned my attention to the window and saw that the sky had changed drastically; it was dark and gloomy. I had even seen some lightning in the distance. I closed my eyes as I felt the feeling come back. Every cell in my body was telling me to run and hide. I didn’t understand; I was completely fine! That was until I heard screaming from outside. I whipped my head and looked to see a giant lion with wings? It had a scorpion tail too, and it had landed on someone's car. I looked over to my father, seeing the look on his face made me feel even worse. He was mortified; I had never seen him like this before. “Honey, we have to go. Now!” He shouted as he got out of the booth. He grabbed onto my arm and pulled me out of the booth. We started to run out of the diner to the truck. I was so confused. “Dad? What's going on? What is that?” He shook his head as he fiddled with his keys; the truck was giving him trouble starting. I thought he was gonna break his key with how hard he was turning it. I looked out the window and saw the lion was coming towards us. Eventually, my dad got the truck to start; he stepped on the gas as hard as he could, and we were off. I hugged myself tight as I tried to calm myself. “It's okay, kiddo… We are okay!” My dad's tone almost seemed like he was pleading with someone. He continued to speed away from the diner…

#percy jackson fanfiction #luke castellan #percy jackson #annabeth chase #luke castellan x reader #luke castellan x you #pjo series #pjo tv show #luke castellan fanfic #pjo fanfic #pjo #pjo fandom #pjo x reader #pjo disney+

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professionallydeadinside · 1 month ago

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The apprentices of the head curators for my Teeth universe! Should I have probably done the masters first? Yeah! Did I? No! Anyway more about them under the cut sdfghhgfd

Btw side note any person in any guild can take an apprentice. A majority of apprentices just apprentice under anyone that will take them. However apprenticing under the head Curator of the guild is veryyy special as whoever the Curator takes as an apprentice has basically a 90% chance of becoming the next head (they still have to prove themselves but their chances are a lot higher).

And also a little thing but the apprentices are usually allowed to dress however they'd like as long as they have one item that corresponds with the color of their guilds designated gem. "Usually" as the master has the final say on what their apprentice is allowed to wear.

Luka Finchetti: Idk why I originally gave him a different last name that didn't make sense considering Giles adopted Luka when he was a baby so I changed it ANYWAY You all know Luka!! Sweet little guy!! He's very happy-go-lucky and looks up to Giles as both a father and master. Although coming off as innocent, he's not necessarily stupid and is capable of doing hard work (even if he acts like a wuss while doing it). When he's older, he still holds onto his childlike optimism and believes a good attitude is needed to work well with the dead.

Shane (Cassandra) Conroy: When Cassandra came out with orange hair that seemed to match the Amber color of the Life guild, Cain (her uncle and head curator of the Life guild), took that as a sign that she would be the apprentice for him. But his brother (Cassandra's father) and his sister in law seemed to have different ideas, wanting Cassandra to chose what guild she wanted for herself. Naturally, Cain murdered them both and raised Cassandra, or, Shane as his own. Shane is sarcastic and even though she's not the eldest, she's seen as an older sister by most. The Life guild has definitely left a bad taste in her mouth, but her desire to protect Luka has her curious about the Protection guild.

Dorian Laurent: Dorian is an apprentice that is truly and thoroughly in love with the guild he's in. With his strong people skills and ability to know what customers want before they even know they want it, he was practically made to be the new head of the Textile guild. He is a little bit stuck up and hoity toity, but only to those who are willingly ignorant. If you ask him to explain something, he gladly will. But he hates people talking nonsense about clothing. He has strong opinions on fashion and a small pet peeve of his is the fact his master doesn't actually wear emerald green. (She's the one that made his suit because "he looks so handsome in it!" but the color disgusts him. He rebels in his own way by wearing a tie that is the correct green).

Bedelia Smith: The problem with being the only normal girl surrounded by apprentices that are riddled with litanies of issues is that relating to your peers is surprisingly hard. People have always told Bedelia that she was so mature and motherly for her age, so naturally she took to the Cooking guild, making her abilities known before eventually being taken apprentice by Bubba. Secretly, although she's very happy in her guild, she'd like to be known for something more about her rather then her skills. (Although the Cooking guild's gem is Citrine, she wears an orange bandana because her father worked for the Life guild)

Hyacinth Ferris: Hyacinth is one of the many apprentices who came into the care of their master unwillingly. When caught out in a snowstorm, Hyacinth was cornered by Ishmael who was in a feral haze and in order to save herself, she cut off her own arm to satiate him, giving her time to escape. Afterwards when he came to his senses, he offered a spot as his apprentice as an apology. She felt like she couldn't refuse but has since become intensely loyal to her master and feels a kinship with how he's isolated from others. But this isolation causes her to struggle to make friends with the other apprentices.

Edward Lich: No matter how much he wishes he could just disappear into the background, Edward's shockingly tall stature always brings eyes on him. Which is why he found solace in the quiet of the Horticulture guild. Kinda like Hyacinth, Edward doesn't have the easiest time interacting with the other apprentices. But unlike her, Edward has no problem verbalizing what he thinks. This is entirely to his detriment as he's gained the reputation of being rude when in reality he's just painfully blunt. (Ex: if a boy he liked *cough cough Apollo* touched him on the arm. He would say "Don't touch me." when in his thought process would be more of "Wow I can't believe he's touching me! But he's making my stomach feel fluttery! I can't handle this!) If you give him time to apologize and clarify what he means, he's very sweet.

Ginny Waslin: As her parents were both polite, prim and proper Textile workers, they were greatly unprepared for the storm of energy their daughter was. So they practically begged anyone to apprentice her so they could get her out of the house. Claudia thought she could put Ginny's energy to good use and took her in under the Construction guild. Ginny often acts like a brat when she doesn't get her way and has a strong need to always be in charge. Much of her "bad" behavior comes from the fact that she's desperate for attention.

Apollo Bellerophon: Coming from a long line of head curators of the Protection guild, Apollo is obligated to do the same. However, what his family just doesn't seem to understand is that he doesn't have the physical strength or stamina to keep up with the needs of Protection guild. He has chronic fatigue and other ailments that his family ignores. Those who are patient and understanding enough to stick around know Apollo as a dry humored and quick witted young man. He'd much rather be in the Textile guild if you ask him.

#luka finchetti #shane conroy #dorian laurent #bedelia smith #hyacinth ferris #edward lich #ginny waslin #apollo bellerophon #my art #my ocs #teeth

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chaoticsomeone · 1 year ago

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Bats and their Grisha!S/O

Headcanon

All are different Grishas and their S/O's

+Selina x Bruce x You polygamy

So sorry But i cant write Duke even tho I want to

Richard "Dick" Grayson

Already showed you off in a few galas before

He doesn't really tell anyone the fact you're a squaller(control of storms and air)

Only mentions you as a squaller once when he was arguing with Tim over whos the better couple, you and him and Bernard and Tim

"Yeah?? My S/O can summon storm and lightnings!"

"YEAH? PROVE IT!!" - Tim

"FINE! I'll get them to show you at tomorrow's family dinner"

When he went to your apartment that night he told you abt the fact that you'd have to come tomorrow night to his family dinner

To be fair you only knew of Babs, Bruce and Jason

You donned your blue and black kefta to show that you were Dick's and that you're a powerful squaller

After dinner you all went to the roof and you summoned a storm just above the roof and made the lightning create a sentence "I love Dick Grayson"

Let's admit it Dick will always brag about it

And Dick really wanted to perform a trick so he leapt to the edge of the building without his suit trusting you would use your powers to keep him afloat and get back up safely

Bruce asks you to maybe join future operations and missions

Jason Todd

You're definitely a heartrender

He as Redhood when he was attacking gang members of Harley Quinn and Joker you helped him while peacefully eating your favorite food

He saw you literally stop peoples heart and made the people he's fighting struggle to breathe and having a heart attack

He thanked you and came to you the next day as Jason

You kicked it off instantly because you two fell inlove at first sight

After around 5 months into your relationship he finally decided to tell the family (the girls already knew since they saw you and him going to the library together and sometimes kissing)

He told everyone how you had the power to manipulate people's organs and body

The night Jay told you that tomorrow is going to be the day of a family dinner which you were invited to you were nervous but excited

You came with a red&black kefta and a dragon-scale amplifier around your neck

Jason practically says you're the best and keeps helping him heal hide his scars. (Yes you could act as a tailor)

Forever from then the batfam accepted you and gave you a spot as the bats' Redclaw knocking down enemies with a light hand movement

Barbara Gordon

When Batgirl fell into the ocean when Joker almost killed her. You, a random bystander suddenly got the courage to run and help her

She was worried and told you to run

Until she realized you were helping her get on her feets by drying her off and getting the ocean to be helping you.

She thanked you and asked for your name after

She promised to keep in contact with you and gave you a good name to the Bats of Gotham

You secretly squealed inside because the batgirl you had a crush on actually said to put in a good word and to meet you tomorrow

When she came as Babs you fell and fell inlovee

She was so nice and brought you to the Batfam Dinner one night to ask you to be one of them.

She surprised you by calling you her date/s/o.

You were again a blushing mess

The others asked for proof and babs took the chance to splash the person besides her which was sadly Jason

Jason got mad but she told him how you could dry him off in mere seconds

And you did not dissapoint

The Bats accepted you and helped arranged a proposal of marriage between you and babs

Even though really quick Babs and You were ready and were deeply inlove even though she doesn't really show it.

Cassandra Cain

You were being chased down by her because Bruce had sent her to get you and to keep eyes on you after once learning your skill in tempering with Chemistry, to make sure you aren't using it for bad intentions

When her eyes met yours she fell inlove

She always thought your purple outfits were always so charming

You were really nice and handed yourself in to her and you and her are practically a blushing mess

When you calmed down you told her about you being an Alkemi and all

She told Bruce about you having powers, so Bruce made you a small house with a lab in it besides the manor for you so he could keep close eye on you

Cass visits you everyday

You two finally decides to date

She incorporated purple into her outfit everyday to remind herself of you

You were brought to the next night's family dinner as her "date" rather than as a neighbor

You two told everyone you were dating each other

Everyone supported

At the table you showed them a few tricks

Like using your powers to burn stuff or change the color of some items

They all approved of you and Cass' relationship

Eversince that Dinner you were tasked to create formulas and weapons for the team

And to come every now and then to go agaisnt Bane and Poison Ivy

You'd only go on missions with your Knight, Cass

Tim Drake

He met you when he saw you walking into the library he was working in

You asked him whether or not she could sit near him even though its almost every table is empty

When he really payed attention to you he had experienced butterflies in his stomach fluttering louder than ever

He noticed his RedRobin symbol on your backpack and asked you about it

You told him you just adored RedRobin

More and More butterflies

It turned into a crush and he finally gathered the courage to ask you to meet his family

Before that he revealed himself as RedRobina and you basically swooned over him

He promised to make you two official at tonight's dinner (he arranged his sister and brothers to help)

You then told him how you were a talented Tailor

He thought you were a outfit tailor yk

When you walked up to him and touched his face you cleared up his eye bags

You decided to give him a chaste kiss aswell

He was a blushing mess all the way to the dinner

Everyone surprised you and Tim asked you to be his Girl/Boyfriend

Bruce was nice as you always thought he was and you were so happy to meet all the heroes of Gotham

Babs asked you to show her how you were able to 'tailor' someone's appearence

You showed her by grabbing Jason and moving your hand acrossed his face and getting rid of his scars

Tim was jealous so he grabbed you by the waist and they all laughed

He'd eventually let you go and you got rid of the tailoring on Jason

The bats would often stop by your apartment asking you to hide their scars and such almost every night

Stephanie Brown

It was simply really, She met you when she was running her usual morning runs

She saw you from acrossed the street and gathered the courage to ask you out

It went well and after a month or two of getting to know each other you two were dating

And after 4 months she asked you to join the family dinner where she showed you that she was the one and only Spoiler, secretly your favorite hero

YOU ACTUALLY SQUEALED OUT LOUD

She was laughing and blushing

You two were so happy together

And you told her how you could control fire with ease

Even without any flammables near you

You managed to take the hydrogen off of water and turn it into a flame

It was a trick used at the dinner and everyone loves you

You were the nicest and outgoing person and so was Steph

You two were soulmates

Damian Wayne

You met him when he was in the league, you were a young shadow summoner

He thought when he left that he'd never see you again until he met you confused as you stepped into his school

He instantly greeted you and the flame begin to reignite between you two

After 2 years you asked him to be your boyfriend

You helped train him and sometimes help in missions by disguising him as shadow (Bruce isn't aware of you joining in every mission with Damian)

When Damian told the Jason about you by accident Jason instantly shouted to everyone

"THE DEMON HAS A GIRL/BOYFRIEND!! AND THEY HAVE POWERS!!"

He was forced to invite you for the next family dinner

When the night arrived the evening you were picking out which kefta to wear. You ended up a Black kefta with an embroidened Damian's robin symbol

You were ecstatic and anxious

But it all went away and you were happy talking with everyone

You and Cass instantly 'clicked'

You showed everyone what you were capable

You even managed to create a Volcra then making it dissapear

You're now an official powerful asset to the bat family as The Darkling

+ Damian always always always brags about being able to pull you and Jason being too "undateable"

Jason always says you deserve better than a demon

Bruce Wayne

He met you when he saw you secretly assisting him in some missions

You'd be blinding an enemy from hidden locations

He'd always see a small ray of light from odd locations

After investigating he found out it was you, you told him about being a light summoner and all

After a few months you secretly dated him but the other batfam members catched on quickly

They support

And they were soo.. whats the word.. think you're awesome. You'd always helped THE batman

When he finally brought you to a family dinner you'd show them all your powers

You were happy with them all and sort of became their mom

+Selina Kyle(polygamy w bruce)

She always bragged how she found you first and asked you out first

She asked you one day when you two are on a date whether or not you'd be open to a polygamy with THE bruce wayne.

You agreed and thought she was lying

But oh boy you were glad she didnt

You three were inseperable if not acting as antiheroes or vigilantes. You were always a mix of both as a Durast

You'd sometimes go on heists with Catwoman opening and manipulating materials like steel or even titanium with easee and making it like it never was touched.

And other times you'd create bullets and other weaponry out of your surroundings when helping Batman

The batfam kids always knew of Selina x Bruce but when they brought you along the family dinner they were shocked

Damian thought Selina was cheating on Bruce.

But at the end you'd always been like a second mother to them

You'd create stuff for them on a daily basis leaving random gifts sometimes

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thenightling · 2 years ago

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How Morpheus pays his servants

Every so often I come across Sandman fans who joke (or are serious) that Morpheus does not pay his servants, that they are secretly his slaves. They’ll even all him a hypocrite when he tells Hob Gadling that it’s a poor thing to hold another in bondage. Let me state, Morpheus IS against slavery. In The Sandman: Season of Mists Titania ”gave” Morpheus Nuala as a gift as a bit of a trap. She knew Morpheus fairly well. She must have known he he feels about slavery. If Morpheus refused the gift the fae could “take offense” and go to war, an excuse to try to take the key to Hell from Morpheus. And if he did keep her, it rids Titania of a potential annoyance. In some fae lore Nuala was the name of a fae Oberon had interest in. When Morpheus is given Nuala he is reluctant to accept. Finally he allows her to stay. He never gives her any commands but he removes her glamour. Though it was initially against her will, Morpheus’s removal of the glamour actually did Nuala a favor. Nuala’s people are very conformist and they all wear glamours, hiding their true forms to look ‘as beautiful as possible.” What Morpheus did was teach Nuala to appreciate who she is without conforming to what her society had demanded of her for her whole life. It can be seen as a trans metaphor, especially when, later in the story Nuala shows in the fae court without her glamour on and it nearly causes a scandal but she decides she prefers her true self rather than what her society wants of her. Morpheus never gave Nuala any orders. She went about cleaning within the castle to give herself something to do. But despite this Morpheus repaid her service with a boon. A boon being any favor (within reason) that she might want, should she call upon him. Not only that, but as a bonus, Morpheus rescued her brother from imprisonment while Nuala was still working for him. Morpheus makes it very clear he saved Cluracaun for Nuala’s sake. Though he does not use money, Morpheus DOES pay his servants in Neil Gaiman’s The Sandman.

Here are some examples as to how Morpheus pays his servants. Cain and Abel = Morpheus gave them each a magical haunted house that is bigger on the inside and full of stories, ghosts, and monsters, to fit their spooky inclinations and desires. The houses are somewhat sentient too and they gain caretakers to look after them, make repairs, and keep things up and running. It’s a win for everyone involved.

In the Netflix Sandman series both gargoyles, Gregory and Goldie, were actually given as gifts to Cain and Abel instead of Goldie being a gift to Abel from Cain like he was in the comics.

Lucien / Lucienne is revealed in the comics to have been the first raven. In the story called The Hunt we see that Lucien can still take raven form at will. Lucien loves books. So how was Lucien paid? Lucien was given a new elfish form (taller even than Morpheus) and the largest library in the multiverse. And status as second in command in The Dreaming. That’s a pretty nice payment for services rendered. Aristeas the Raven is based on an actual myth where he was the raven of apollo. Aristeas was a real Greek poet who supposedly became a raven after his death to serve the God Apollo. This ties into the running gag in The Sandman of people mistaking Morpheus as Apollo. After two hundred years of service Aristeas decided he didn’t want to serve Morpheus anymore and he was offered a boon. He chose becoming a mortal man again but he soon found that he could not adjust to the mortal world after having been away from it for two centuries so he asked to return to being a raven. It’s unclear where he is now. John Constantine / Johanna Constantine was paid by having their nightmares dealt with. There’s also the possibility that Morpheus may have rescued Constantine’s soul from self-made damnation since Jon Constantine tends to believe he’s going to Hell and has made some bad decisions / bargains as a result. In a Hellblazer comic it’s pretty much confirmed that Jack Constantine, Johanna (eighteenth century version) and John Constantine were all the same soul just reincarnated into the same bloodline. For John Constantine Morpheus also helped Rachel to die peacefully in a pleasant dream since there was no saving her (in the comic it was implied she was actually already dead and rotting. The sand was the only thing keeping her semi-alive / her soul tethered to her body.) His usual method of payment though is a boon. So I think I’ve made my point here. Yes, Morpheus does pay those who serve him and he never forces anyone to do anything against their will (unless you count him telling The Corinthian not to kill people...)

#Morpheus #The Sandman #Sandman

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