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igotanidea · 4 months ago

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Too hot to handle: Jason Todd x reader

SMUT MDNI!

As usual sorry for all the typos, grammar mistakes etc. I really had to post it XD

***

Y/N was fuming.

For no reason at all, falling down the internet hole, she found herself on some stupid forum for stupid horny women who couldn't keep it in their pants.

Clearly those bitches were getting hot and bothered for Red Hood, shamelessly sharing their dirty thoughts and comments on some parts of his body and the things he'd let him do if--

Fuck.

She could have Tim or Babs trace their IP addresses in a second and could pay them a visit of a very possessive, angered and super jealous girlfriend.

Her hands were almost itching to write a few spicy comments herself, spilling the beans of whose body Red Hood was touching almost every night. Whose lips he was devouring. Whose most sensitive parts he was tasting with his tongue, begging for as much as a drop of sweetness. Whose moans and gasps he got to hear, whose voice was his drug, whose curves he was worshiping on his knees.

Obviously, she couldn't do that, but the thought of Jason's muscled body on top of her, his hands tracing her skin and joining her in the intimate dance had a side effect seeping through her panties.

She needed him.

With the need that could not be satisfied with her fingers or even the toys she had stacked safely in the locked bottom drawer.

Jason ...

Come home...

Can't you sense how much I want you now...

She almost prayed to the moon on the sky to bring her lover back to her.

***

That little tingling on his skin was something new and as much as he hated to put the thought into words, it was like a spider-sense. The one of Y/N’s second favorite self-appointed hero – spiderman.

Y/n…

Was that feeling because she was in danger?

Did someone hurt her? Did anyone dare lay a finger on his precious girl?

Jason gritted his teeth, clenching fists, anger at a purely potential enemy flooded his brain.

It was a quiet night either way, giving him a perfect opportunity to take a quick detour and check on his angel. Just a look and assurance that she was safe, to help him keep going and push him through all the shit and doubts.

Y/n….

***

He did not expect her to sit in front of Netflix at 2 am. She had work in the morning so why on earth was she watching the series?

“Hey!” he called, probably a little bit too loud, causing her to jump on the couch and almost drop the mug. “Sorry…”

“Next time give me a heads up, will you?” she muttered with a pout.

“Um- okay. What’s with the attitude?”

“Nothing.” Y/N scoffed angrily, turning back to the TV.

“Can I please get my girlfriend back? You know, the other one? Nice and caring? The one who would ask me if I’m hurt or maybe need patching or a post-patrol kiss?” Jason teased moving in front of the screen, successfully blocking it from her view. “Wait… Y/N, are you watching “Too hot to handle?" His laugh filled the room, because honestly that might have been the funniest thing in the whole week. His serious, a bit reserved, goody-two-shoes girl had her eyes on the show about horny singles.

��Shut up…”

“Oh, I will most definitely not shut up about it. Are you hinting at something, here? Cause you know, you don’t need a show like this if—” he switched a little, coming closer and leaning over her silhouette on the couch

“Shut up, Jason!”

“Whoa!” his hands raised in feigned surrender “someone’s feisty today, aren’t you?”

“I’m not feisty. I’m furious!”

“At what?”

“Girls!”

“Wait, what?” Jason frowned “I am confused.

“Girls! Women! The ones who are trying to bang and –”

“I thought you liked banging?” he sent her a knowing smirk

“Jason!”

“Come on, sunshine, you cannot hide that blush.” He pointed out, brushing fingers over her reddened cheeks, raising her head so she had to look into his eyes “What’s gotten into you? Tell me the truth.”

“Stupid internet.”

“Mhm. Okay. Care to elaborate?”

“Did you know the girls are getting hot for the Red Hood on some stupid forum?”

“Nope. Did not. But… did it make you jealous?” he smirked, expecting her to deny and squirm in embarrassment that he accused her of such low feelings.

“Yeah…” Much to his surprise, she decided to be honest. It truly was a strange night. “Yeah, I was. Jealous and furious. Hence the “Too hot to handle” marathon.”

“Hm? Can’t see the correlation.”

“It’s so shallow and selfish and mean, but – the show is so silly and most possibly fabricated. I may, or may not have been trying to diminish women who are openly horny….?” Her voice became barely audible at the end, as if she was ashamed to admit her own .

“Oh, you silly little one.” Jason laughed, pulling her onto his lap and brushing hair out of her forehead. “You could have led with that.” His lips brushed over her forehead

“Hm? What do you mean?”

“You should have told me, that coming across girls leching over me-“

“Over Red Hood!” she interrupted and he only laughed again.

“Over me” he underlined “- got your knickers in a twist.”

“It did not!”

Great, now she was trying to deny it. Too bad it was too late and he was in the mood for the games anymore. He felt the need to assure her that she was the one, though also expressing appreciation for said open horniness and for a little bit of jealousy. It made his ego soar.

“Didn’t it?” he teased, grabbing onto her waist and laying her on her back, hovering over her, moving fingers up her leg, until it reached the hem of her sleeping shorts. “Maybe I should check myself then?”

His hand brushed over the inside of her thigh, causing her to let out a sharp exhale.

“Oh, right… My little minx is not wearing panties at all. So it seems like you have been telling the truth after all. You did not get them in a twist…”

He leaned forward, pressing his lips to her, a sudden sweet distraction allowing him to yank those silly little shorts down, exposing her want without any care in the world. Opening her legs and wrapping them on his waist, without breaking the kiss for even a second, Jason pressed his weight on her, distributing it evenly on his forearms, to not crash her.

“Mmm. Tease.”

“And you love every second of it.” He smirked, grinding against her core, sacrificing his favorite tactical pants to her warmth and wetness. Not much of an exorbitant price for what was waiting at the finish line.

And even though it was just the beginning of the marathon, they were already gasping heavily, grasping onto each other, pulling each other closer and closer. She was so needy and he loved it. The more bothered she was, the easier it got for him to end on the winner’s podium. His cock was hardening by a second, making it almost painful to be kept in the pants, but he was holding back.

“Jason…” she moaned, reaching down his torso, sneaking hand under the waistband.

“Not yet, baby.” All she got in return was her hands pinned above her head in a very vulnerable position, completely at his mercy. And to add to it all, Jason lips attached to her pulse point, sucking the sensitive skin, making sure to leave a dark purple hickey. The one she wouldn’t be able to cover easily. “Not yet…” the grip on her wrists faltered for a second, but not enough to allow her to break free.

Jason was skillful and knew exactly what he was doing. Feeding her with the false hope of freedom only for a second, only to grab her hands in one hand, using the other to roll her sleeping shirt up, exposing her breasts, but not taking it off fully.

“Hello, lovelies…” he muttered, before diving between her tits, getting the arching back and multiple sounds of pleasure in return. “Yeah… keep those sounds coming, baby…”

His lips traced a scorching path down her cleavage, making her want skyrocket, smirking upon the feeling of her legs tightening on his waist and her hips grinding against her jeans.

“Not yet.” He commanded again, pressing her back flat onto the couch. “Not yet…” his eyes flashed with something primal and animalistic. There was something devilishly turning on with having her naked under him, while he didn’t shed a single piece of clothing. And he was going to exploit that opportunity to the maximum.

With a quiet laugh that sounded almost sinful, Jason bent down and traced tongue over the flesh of her soft, warm breast, purposefully avoiding the little pink button that was begging for his attention. Yes, his ego was skyrocketing upon hearing her cries of pleasure and broken gasps of his name on her swollen lips, followed by the flexing of her body against his touch.

Yes, he might have been acting a little dominant, but they both knew it was not going to go on forever.

Deep inside Jason was sweet and romantic, definitely putting soft, tender lovemaking over hard and rough sex.

And really, it didn’t take him long to give in to her pleadings and entreaties, moving lips to her nipple, sucking and biting on it gently.

“Oh yes!” she cried out, closing her eyes and from that moment things started taking on the pace. Jason groaned from the sensation of her breast in his mouth, letting go of her wrists, allowing her hands to tangle in his hair, only adding to the feelings burning inside his chest and groin. Abandoning lavishing attention on her chest, he guided her hands to the hem of his shirt and with interlaced fingers and eyes never faltering from each other’s face they pulled it over his head, exposing his toned upper body, covered with fresh bruises and cuts.

“So you are hurt…” she whispered, touching the pads of her fingers to the newest purple mark on his pec.

“I didn’t notice…” his voice was deep, calming and full of adoration “All I notice right now is you…” he grabbed her hand pressing it to his lips, kissing all over her knuckles.

“Then come feel me too…” she moved upwards, pressing her lips to his, wanting to feel that chapped warmth on hers. And once their mouths met it was a sensation incomparable with anything else. Ironically (or not) making out like this, with their entwined bodies, separated only by the material of his pants, slowly, tenderly, focused only on each other, leaving the whole world behind was turning her on more than actual penetration.

Which did not mean she didn’t want to go all the way.

“Is it time yet?” she whispered, with a little bit of teasing in her voice, breaking the kiss only for a second.

“You are ruining the moment, sunshine.” He chuckled, tracing kisses up her cheek, all the way to her ear, softly biting on her earlobe, causing more tickling than actual pain. Y/N responded with a little chuckle as well, cupping his cheek, bringing his lips back to hers once more. Without breaking the making out for even one second, Y/N removed his belt and undid the button on his pants. Then, with a few kicks and swings of legs, they managed to set him free from his confines, finally feeling each other from head to toe.

“How’s your jealousy doing now…?” he teased, guiding himself to her entrance, grabbing onto her waist, rolling his fingers in tiny circles on her sensitive skin.

“Who’s ruining the moment now?”

“No idea. Who?” he chuckled. It was so good being with her like this. In the moment of intimacy, that was meaningful but deprived of the seriousness that could ruin the tenderness. Perfect mix of softness and love, seasoned with a bit of well balanced humor and sarcasm that bonded them in the first place. “You ready for me, baby?”

“So ready.” She smiled, shifting and squirming to allow him to slide inside better and maximize the pleasure of unity for them both.

“Mh. Hello there…” he smirked and without missing a bit started to move inside her. Slowly, but intensely. Building up and drawing the tension. Moving hands on her body in time with the thrusts, fueling the fire that was meant to warm but not burn. “Is this what you wanted?” he looked at her face searching for the answers behind those e/c eyes, filled with longing and devotion.

“Yeah… Good thing you helped me realize what it was that I wanted…” she started matching his movements, kissing him again.

The tension between their bodies was building slowly and steadily. There was no rush. They had all the time in the world, that suddenly shrunk to only them two.

Jason and Y/n.

Y/n and Jason.

Together.

Connecting seamlessly, with bodies joined and heart beating only for one another. Creating their own bubble of beauty and wonder in the darkness and danger of Gotham.

“I love you…” he muttered, leaning forehead on hers, needing to say those words before everything turn into the blur and haze due to the slowly approaching tidal wave of climax.

“I love you…” she responded, feeling the exact same need, knowing well enough that those three little words exchanged before the post-bliss was far more meaningful and far more true.

***

“How’s the hate on horny women doing now?” he muttered against her hair, some time later. It could have been minutes as well as hours cause once they busted the pleasure door open time suddenly became relative and meaningless.

“Hm? What women? Wait a second. Are you really trying to tell me there are other women somewhere?’ she looked at him with a tease, raising an eyebrow playfully. “I am fairly convinced there are only you and me. No other men or women anywhere.”

“Hm… What I’m hearing is that I’m the only guy in the world for you?”

“It depends on—”

“Because sure as hell you are the only woman for me.” He added quickly, knowing what her condition was. “And no silly internet forum or contestant of so-called hot, naughty Netflix show could change it.”

“You got soft, Red Hood.” She smiled, nuzzling into his chest and placing a little kiss on his chest, close to his heart

“I can be hard when it counts, though.” His heart picked up the pace as her lips touched his skin “Honestly I can be anything you may need from me.”

“How about we both stay ourselves?”

“Works for me.”

Jason's arms wrapped around her pulling her to his chest for more and more aftercare and cuddles. It was a quiet night after all and he could indulge in some time with his beloved Y/N.

#jason todd x reader #red hood x reader #jason todd smut #red hood smut #jason todd x you #red hood x you #jason todd x y/n #red hood x y/n

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victoria1676 · 2 years ago

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( Sorta spoiler for Sumeru quest if you haven't fully completed it but this is from how I saw it cause I was rushing to get it done and pull for Nahida which i luckily got her lol)

Ya I take back my previous statement on how sumeru would show us mercy, their gonna want our head cause those sages we're willing to do ANYTHING to replace Nahida and going as far as to lock her up and make their own god (scaramouche) and as far as I could understand the quest because for a nation full of knowledge Im dumb and I was more focused on getting primos lol so i won't last a day there.

But ya good thing we have Nahida on our side who did a huge lore drop, still praying the reader makes it out alive in sumeru and maybe even now has a fungi pet due to event going on rn lol it would be very wholesome since their tramatized and now have slight trust issues but it would a great peace for me to draw lol since the reader and loyal gang + the ghosts deserve to be happy so rest in peace liyue gang+ Bennet and razor+ guba.

Also the little details we got on the hydro archon were some what helpful on how she would act twords the travler and the reader, because from what I saw she seemed like the type to jump to conclusions and would do ANYTHING to prove her point when it comes to judging others 'crimes' thought for a god of justice but can't make to many assumption since again they were very little things said about her but it would make sense for me if that's how she acted since in your story she was willing to side with Mallory lol so, so much for judging those in the name of justice.

But also welcome back and hope you win your 50/50s

(Nahdia and the Tsaritsa are real ones 💪+ everyone else who didn't traumatize the reader)

+Lumine is an abyss queen girlboss✊ can't wait to hear more about her if possible in Fontaine

-Anon Crow 👁️👄👁️👍

Unfortunetly I did not get Nahida but Jean and i was verrrryyy salty when that happened😀 💢

No i did not cry and litterally wish that someone could get me her but oh well i'll get her in her rerun TwT

All my hard work on 100 exploration for Sumeru and the desert just to get nahida only for Jean to take my soul and lose 50/50 was not happy with that.

Anways back to your ask yes I also finished Sumeru archon quest dont worry XD

Honestly Nahida is so far the only Archon i began to be biased on no offensed the other archons but she is one of the best so far i really love especially she legit lore dumped about our sibling.

Hydro archon will have to be the bad guy in my story with the Pryo one in my imposter au TwT

But yes fuck the sages ^^

Nahida may have not given them a bigger punishment but for my story DSMP reader and Little sparrow reader will not hesitate to make their lives worse XD

If i dont get Nahida before her banner ends then imma skip phase two sorry Layla TwT considering theres a rumor of Al haitham coming in 3.4 imma just save all primos for him which means im skipp Raiden and Ayato ugh 😭

#sagau #genshin impact self aware #genshin self aware #genshin sagau #self aware genshin #genshin impact #self aware au #genshin impact x dream smp crossover #sagau dsmp reader

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stelliyue-cafe · 3 years ago

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꒰🕰꒱ [ 𝐓𝐢𝐭𝐥𝐞 ] I'm the Words and You're the Tune

꒰📦꒱ [ 𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬 ] Genshin Men as Songs on my Spotify Repeat

꒰☕️꒱ [ 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫/𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 ] Zhongli / Venti / Diluc x GN! Reader (separately)

꒰📔꒱ [ 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 ] ANGST ; HURT/NO COMFORT ; modern-ish AU; slight canon compliance ; long post ; barely proofread tbh ; implied mc death for Zhongli and Venti's stories

꒰🌟꒱ [ 𝐌𝐞𝐢’𝐬 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬 ] These honestly could’ve been their own separate posts, but too lazy to change it now XD ALSO, MORE GENSHIN CONTENT??? Enjoy my ramblings!! If you want more to this series, uh… let me know! Before you ask, yes I'm okay XD

ALSO!!! Please have your age somewhere visible, like your bio or pinned post or on your "about me" page. If I don't see your age, I'll just assume that you're a minor and WILL block on sight. Thank you!!

My Heart Is Buried In Venice - Ricky Montgomery

Zhongli’s heart is buried in the sands of the beach just off the side of Guili Plains.

The burdens of being an Archon took a toll on him, and with Zhongli being the oldest, that's a lot of trauma and baggage for one person to hold. Yet when he tells you the tales of his past, you smile.

“Yes you've done things that you now regret, but we're in the present. Times change and so do people. You are no exception.”

You knew that your time was limited. You tried to suppress the coughing, constant nausea, and fevers. Despite that, you always made time for him. Going to the beach was something you would do to pass time and relax. The both of you would walk along the shore, the water hitting your feet. Occasionally, he’d look back at the trail you left, though his footprints remained in the sand. A silly little analogy that reminded him that you would leave him someday, whilst he continued living.

“Come rest next to me, my love. And toss all your thoughts to the sea,” You said, patting the spot in the sand next to you. With you, he wasn’t Rex Lapis. With you, he wasn’t Morax. With you, he was just Zhongli.

You laughed- a sound that was music to his ears. “Let’s get lost in the sea.” There, you could throw away your worries and just be in the moment with him. With each visit, you almost confessed to him but decided against it every single time.

Losing you was something that Zhongli expected to be in the cards he was given. He just didn’t expect it to be so soon. He scoffs, more at himself than at you. How could he not see the signs of your sickness? He would’ve provided funds, anything- everything, to make sure you got better. It was selfish to ask the gods for more time with you, but he'd be lying if he said that he didn't pray for that exact thing to anyone that would listen.

“Why didn't you tell me-”

“Zhongli, please… I don't want our last memory to be of us fighting…”

“I love you,” He blurted.

Zhongli’s heart is buried at a beach just to the side of Guili Plains, waiting for someone to take it home, but that someone is long gone.

Return - Alexander Rybak

Lord Barbatos, Venti- as the world knows him now, experiences the flow of time differently. The days were mere seconds in his life of eternity.

“Don’t go!”

“I have to. Lord Barbatos-

“You’ll die out there!”

“I’ll return to you, I promise,”

“I swear I’ll stay right here, until you return.”

Centuries have passed since then. Forgetting events was inevitable. Forgetting people was inevitable. But Venti could never forget about you. How could he? He made a promise.

You were afraid to ride on Dvalin’s back the first time he offered. But one ride later and you were hooked. The night skies were so inviting when he used to fly with you. The moon and stars shined so bright, but never as bright as you. If he was the moon then you were his sun. His winds carried your laugh and sometimes he swore he could hear it in the echoes. But he’s brought back to the present when he turns to the direction and sees that you’re not there. He doesn’t fly anymore, the excitement it used to bring faded every year without you.

Humans were such fragile things, yet they somehow made most of their existence. You taught him how to appreciate mundane things. So when he found himself enjoying the little things in life, he wondered if you would find joy in them as well. The curse of being the Anemo Archon. The wind was always with him, but the wind always reminded him of you.

It’s way past midnight and he should be sleeping, but he aimlessly roams the empty streets of Mondstadt. He looks up in the night sky, the moon shining so brightly.

“Where could you be?” He whispered, the wind carrying his words.

He ends up at the Statue of the Seven, the one under the tree where you left him. The same tree that he promised he'd stay at until you returned. Looking up at the stars, he cries because he's reminded of just how much he misses you.

Breakfast in the Park - Scotty Sire

Being with Diluc was a dream. Both of you, being 19, so young. ‘Too young to fall in love,’ Diluc thought, but he fell in love anyways.

With his dad six feet under, and his brother doing gods-knows-what, his life was lonely. It was difficult to adjust to living by himself, but he got the hang of it. Loneliness became a friend rather than a burden. And that’s when you came into his life. Constantly bumping into each other in the library, seeing each other during passing, you had finally asked him to go out for some coffee. After months of hanging out with each other, he finally opened up to you. You listened to him talk about his past, his present, and his goals for the future. And in turn, he listened to yours.

You had started dating in your last year of university. One day, during one of your study sessions, you had shifted the subject to your personal lives- more specifically, the romantic aspect. “Then… let’s be lonely together.” You said, playing it off as a joke just in case he didn’t reciprocate your feelings. “Sure.” He replied.

Being in a relationship with you was different- a good different! Diluc didn’t have to do all the house things by himself anymore. He had you and that made the weight of the world on his shoulders feel a little lighter. In the beginning, things felt perfect. Walking each other to and from class, getting meals together. You know, your typical “honeymoon phase”.

After graduating, Diluc had started his own business and it was a huge success. Moving in together was another big step in your relationship, but despite that, you saw him less and less. “I’ll make it up to you, I promise,” was his excuse, every time. You were both 28 now, and the loneliness you felt all those years ago was starting to creep up on you. You broke things off, just a little past your anniversary, and Diluc took the break up pretty well. It was mutual so no hard feelings there.

You moved away, and he stayed- simple as that. 5 years had passed and moving back to Mondstadt wasn’t something you planned on doing, but alas, there you were, moving into the place your grandparents had left you in their will before they died. You smiled, the cool breeze passing through as you walked the streets that held so many memories of your university days.

Just when you thought that you could completely forget about Diluc, the thought of him randomly pops up. You’d pass by Angel’s Share but never enter it. Anxiety bubbled in your stomach every time you tried. Was he still there? Would he remember you? Or would you just be another patron? After days of procrastinating, you settled to just calling him. When he saw your name pop up on the screen, he picked up instantly. “Hello-”

“Breakfast in the park?”

You and Diluc tried- TRIED to make things work again. “Let’s spend forever together.” He muttered against your lips before kissing you. It felt nostalgic, being in his arms again. This time you both were older- no longer young adults who were fresh out of college. You could only nod before kissing him back, running your fingers through his hair. With this fresh start and full hearts, you two made amends. But old habits die hard. Countless nights of you sleeping alone, missed dinner dates, and empty promises. Old problems kept resurfacing and once more you broke up.

This time, it hurt. You were so close to your happy ending with him. So close, yet the happy ending you were desperately chasing after was so far. You stayed far away from him. Drowning yourself in work and your hobbies to ensure that your thoughts wouldn’t drift to the memories of what could’ve- no, should’ve been.

When the feeling passed and your heart healed, you called him. “Breakfast in the park?” You asked.

You walked to your usual meeting spot, a picnic table under a tree. This would be your last time eating breakfast with Diluc, maybe your last time seeing him ever. As the both of you were eating, as friends do when they hang out, you laugh and reminisce about the years that slipped by. Happiness, melancholy, anger, and forgiveness. So many emotions held in one seating, it felt like a fever dream.

“So… you’re leaving again?”

“Yeah…” ‘And I don’t plan on coming back this time.’

“T-To where?”

“Liyue. I got a job offer there. It pays well.”

“Ah… I see. I’ll miss you. Keep in touch.”

“I will.”

And so, all good things must come to an end. When there was nothing left to say, you both packed your things and went your separate ways. You sighed taking in one last look at the picnic table, the park, the buildings of Mondstadt, and lastly, Diluc.

Diluc Ragnvindr; your college best friend turned lover. Now he was just a stranger who knew all your secrets. In the end, maybe you and Diluc weren’t meant to be.

#genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader angst #zhongli x reader #venti x reader #diluc x reader #cafe order #✨. genshin impact #✨. zhongli #✨. venti #✨. diluc

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randoimago · 4 years ago

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AHH found your blog at like 130 am lol. Could you please do a head canon between some of the mighty Nien (you pick I love them all) where reader is a soldier fighter that was cursed with magic and is slowly becoming more comfortable with it??

Reader is a Fighter Cursed with Magic

FANDOM: Critical Role

Character(s): Caleb Widogast, Essek Thelyss, Jester Lavorre

Type of Request: Headcanons

Word Count: 498

Note(s): Gotta love random blog finds at like 1am-3am (I've done that so many times xD) But yeah I'd love to do this for you!! Gonna include Caleb, Jester, and Essek in this!!

Caleb

Caleb would definitely notice you seeming very uncomfortable when it comes to doing things. Like he notices you being so cautious all the time.

He’d ask you to see what is going on and when you tell him how you somehow got magic but don’t know how to control it, then Caleb will understand.

Caleb will gladly teach you. He’ll help you and see if he can find ways to channel your magic. He figures you’re not a wizard considering you didn’t study at all, so maybe a Sorcerer?

As time progresses and Caleb sees you using your magic more in and out of combat, he’ll feel proud. He’s definitely sure to tell you that you did good or give you little pointers of what you need to improve on.

Caleb is just there to help you try to be as comfortable as possible. He will gladly help you find a way to go back to not having magic but until then he wants you to be as safe as possible with it.

Essek

Essek finds your sudden knowledge of magic to be intriguing. He absolutely wants to ask you all sorts of questions about it, but realizes that those should probably wait.

I mean, you’re a fighter. You can put someone to their knees with a blade alone, but now you have magic? And you don’t know how you obtained said magic? Well, he just has many questions. But again, they can wait.

He just gives a hum when you mention it being a curse having magic. He doesn’t necessary agree or disagree with that as magic is an interesting thing.

Essek will help you with your magic, researching what kind of magic you use as well as ways that could help with you controlling it. He’d even try to see if you have an affinity for Dunamancy.

Seeing you grow more and more comfortable with your “curse” causes him to smile. He is happy that you’re slowly accepting it. Maybe you still aren’t happy with it, but he’s glad that you’re improving.

Jester

Hold up, you have magic now?! Like you can clobber someone with a sword but now you can also shoot lightning?! Well maybe not lightning yet but you could potentially do that?

Jester finds it super cool that you can use magic now. Of course when she sees you don’t feel the same then she’ll talk to you about it.

If you really want to go back to not having magic then she’ll help you. She’ll pray to The Traveler or see if Caleb can help.

Jester does become super happy when she sees you becoming comfortable with using magic. Like she’ll tell you, “see there was nothing to worry about!”

Honestly you having magic is just so cool, Jester definitely wants to brag to everyone about her S/O being the coolest person with knowing all kinds of neat fighting tricks. She’ll refrain if you ask her nicely though, but she still thinks it’s super cool.

#critical role x reader #cr2 #caleb widogast #caleb widogast x reader #essek thelyss #essek thelyss x reader #jester lavorre #jester lavorre x reader #caleb x reader #jester x reader #essek x reader

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alwaysahiccupandastrid · 4 years ago

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His Dark Materials - Season 2 Episode 5 (rambles)

I only realized last week, there’s only 7 episodes this series because the eighth would have been the Asriel centric one. So only two left now after tonight! :(

Also I finished the book during the last week so I am so READY

Ahh gotta love that London traffic!

I don’t know why but the Golden Monkey wearing a seatbelt SENT ME

Mrs Coulter is watching the mother and baby :(

Boreal saying that our world is barbaric and our world is corrupt is so accurate tbh I’m not even mad

Will literally just threw the knife into the wall omfg watch it!

Red PAN-da is becoming a permanent fixture in this show apparently

Lyra’s hair was so pretty this episode? Her costume too obviously but her hair had me in awe

The theme music to this show gives me literal chills

Boreal is evil but his house is A-fucking-plus

Okay but how does Ruth Wilson always look so gorgeous and fluid in this show?!?

Her faking nearly dropping one of Boreal’s precious collection pieces and him panicking 😅

Mrs Coulter’s little “hmm” and smile... we love a Queen

“Why are we whispering?” “I don’t know” - LMFAO

“Will, you left the window open” - LMAO and also please don’t do that, that’s like one of the BIG rules about the knife!

“He’s getting good at this” “he is” - we love a supportive feral wild girl and her dæmon

Mrs Coulter looking bored as fuck as Boreal plays his music is such a damn mood

“You’d like it here too” - Umm NO STOP PLEASE SHE DOESNT WANT IT

“Carlo, can you make that stop?” - OMG 🤣

“You’re far too conspicuous like that” - but she’s not??? She just looks like a posh well dressed woman, maybe that’s not common in this world but she looks fine??

Boreal picking out clothes he’s obviously got just for her is... eww. Just ewww.

Her reaction to the jeans/clothes though XD

“Would you mind?” - YEAH BOREAL STOP CREEPING AND FUCK OFF PLEASE

“Maybe it’s time we issue a firm denial of the tear in the sky” BRO IT’S LITERALLY HUGE AND RIGHT THERE YOU CAN’T PRETEND IT AIN’T

Oh shit the Magisterium know about that witches going to the new world + the massacre

MacPhail literally imprisoned Father Graves and for WHAT?! I think the power’s getting to him (which I know it the point but still!)

MRS COULTER SHUT THE DOOR ON HER DÆMON I’M-

Okay so I know it’s been implied/said that Mrs Coulter can go far away from the monkey already, and that they maybe have been through some kind of process that’s made that a thing, but like DAMN.

“I’m sure you’ve encountered witches in your travels” - if I hadn’t already read the books, I would be asking if she IS a witch tbh like omg

This is probably one of the few times I’ll say this but... I feel so sorry for the monkey?? Just him watching her as she leaves from the window... like that’s so sad. I get why she couldn’t exactly walk around with a monkey but urgh

“I apologize if she was a nuisance” “She wasn’t a nuisance!” - Oof you tell her, Mary

“You must be so proud.” “... I am.” - OOF

Mary showing that she’s better fit to be a parent to Lyra than Lyra’s real mother tbh

Damn Marisa disappeared FAST

Mary really googled Mrs Coulter I’m-

“You must play the serpent” “hornbeam” “save the girl and the boy” - IT’S HAPPENING IM GOING TO CRY IM SO EXCITED

The computer turning completely off and the room going dark before going red OH MY GOD

“Oh shut it, Pan” - LMAO

OH NO OH NO ANGELICA FOUND TULLIO AND SHE IS PISSED D:

A+ acting from Bella Ramsay by the way

“We WILL get you” - OH SHIT

The fact that Will feels guilty over fighting and inadvertently getting Tullio attacked by spectres because he has the knife :’(

It’s so sweet to see Lyra and Pan comforting him though

“I’m not judging” - Mary’s sister says while totally judging her for reading the Holy Bible. She probably thinks she’s about to rejoin the convent!

I find the relationship between Marisa and the monkey so interesting?? I’m so intrigued by it

“Do they drink in this world?” “That, they do well.” - LMFAO ACCURATE THOUGH

“I found her arrogant, like many women in this world.” - umm, FUCK you, Boreal you misogynistic sexist piece of shit

So Mrs Coulter was denied a doctorate despite being the best in her class because she’s a woman, and they would only have published her papers if they were by a man. I’m starting to see why she got upset when she met Mary, who’s got her own office and a doctorate and is head of the department/project

“Who I could have been in this world” - oh shIT

The way she started talking about how she felt after the whole affair/baby ordeal, followed by “we’re not talking about Asriel, we’re talking about ME” - FUCK. I love Ruth Wilson’s portrayal, I love it

“You’ve spent your time trading trinkets” - lmfao you tell him ma’am

“Were you hoping to add me to your little collection?” “I was hoping this would be a life for you here” - oh god I hate it, fuck right off Carlo

“If you got me, you wouldn’t even begin to know what to do with me” - oh SHIT :O

Lyra turning up to distract them so Will could have the chance to cut a window and steal the Alethiometer had me on the edge of my seat

Let’s be real right now, the whole last 15 minutes? THE MOST TENSE AND INCREDIBLE PIECE OF TELEVISION ASDFGHJKL

Mrs Coulter’s face when she saw Lyra at the door :’(

Also she nearly saw Will and I was sitting there praying she wouldn’t find him, I was so worried even though I’ve literally just reread the book

So um THE FUCKING MONKEY BASTARD JUMPSCARED ME AND I AUDIBLY YELLED SO LOUDLY HOLY HECK

The way that Lyra saw her mum and immediately tried to run away though, she just keeps trying to yeet herself away from her parents and I honestly don’t blame her at all

Boreal was being truly extra in the way he dropped his snake dæmon out of his sleeve like that whilst advancing on Will

“Why would I trust you?” TRUTH

Coulter saying for Lyra to stay away from Will and getting super teary eyed makes me think she’s worried Lyra will suffer like she did? Like she’s worried that Lyra will suffer at the hands of men and be in the same situation she was I think? And that’s so sad but nuanced

“I am NOTHING like you.”

So Lyra did this little head move like Marisa did in 1x02, when she made the monkey attack Pan to subdue Lyra - AND THEN PAN ATTACKED THE MONKEY JUST LIKE THAT, LITERALLY EXACTLY THE SAME, AND MRS COULTER FALLING TO THE FLOOR AND CLUTCHING THE SOFA LIKE LYRA DID?? AND LYRA WATCHING WITH THIS COLD LOOK ON HER FACE?!

SOMEONE PLEASE MAKE A COMPARISON GIFSET BECAUSE IM CRYING

I love Will getting mad at Boreal taunting him over his mum, and immediately starting to punch him

HE SMASHED THAT COLLECTION PIECE ON BOREAL’S HEAD FUCK YEAH WILL 👏🏻

That was a DAMN close escape, holy fuck, but she’s got the Alethiometer back!

“The man who hurt you, I wanted to kill him” - same Lyra

I was so emotional when she was talking about how Marisa used her dæmon to hurt her and Pan, and Will saying that he’s never worried about his mum hurting him... the comparison is so sad

“I hope I’m not like either of my parents” - I mean I don’t blame her tbh

SHE CONSIDERED MA COSTA AND LEE SCORESBY TO BE BETTER PARENT FIGURES TO BE LIKE I’M CRYING

So Mrs Coulter is definitely planning some shit, like she didn’t seem that concerned when Boreal was talking about the Spectres, and like obviously I know what happens but I’ve always been intrigued as to why the Spectres listen to her instead of just attacking her. Also is it something to do with her dæmon? Like if they ARE separated in some way, maybe the Spectres don’t feed on her because it’s Dust or something? (Idk if that makes any sense)

“Deceive the guardian... okay... okay...” honestly same XD

Mary pretending to be Mrs Coulter to get past the guard is such a brilliant idea, like she just ran with it immediately, we have to stan a Queen who keeps a calm head

SHE WENT THROUGH THE WINDOW AND INTO THE CITY AAAAHHHH

The angels said they’d protect her, right? So she doesn’t need to fear the Spectres I’m assuming (I need to assume or I’ll worry)

The promo for next week was literally half what we saw THIS week and half Lee/John Parry footage I’m assuming is next week... ?

The fact there’s only two episodes left makes me so sad :( I have no idea what I’ll do waiting for the final series - and I’m assuming it’ll be delayed maybe because of Covid. Plus I’m hoping we get the extra episode NEXT series, the one that was Asriel-centred and supposed to be in this one but wasn’t filmed because of Coronavirus, so fingers crossed! 🤞

#his dark materials #hdm #lyra belacqua #marisa coulter #will parry #pantalaimon #lord boreal #charles latrom #the golden monkey #golden monkey #philip pullman #the subtle knife #dafne keen #ruth wilson #amir wilson

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aonogifreactions · 4 years ago

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Flower crown headcanons nobody asked for

a/n: hoooooo boy i went crazy with tHIS ONE JSDFGLSO i need help,, hc under the cut cus ITS LONG JFDOS bYE || beta read by my bff again ♡♡

✰ Characters: Rin, Yukio, Mephisto, Amaimon.

✰ Words: 1,4k

Rin:

He’s so fucking excited to do this and a bit nervous cus he probably hasn’t done that before.

first of all, he’s bewildered by the place you have taken him to. He’s never seen a bigger field full of flowers. He even feels bad for placing a blanket on the ground, thinking he’s probably gonna ruin some of them.

The atmosphere, the scenery is just too much for him- it feels so magical, surreal almost. Light blue sky with white, fluffy clouds, a huge field of flowers and his s/o... he swears he’s hallucinating.

He gets kinda confused when he gets some flowers on his lap. At first, he fiddles with the ends of the flowers, tries to make a knot and eventually sighs.

you giggle at him and show him the proper way of making a flower crown; honestly, he just stares so dumbfoundedly at it? it’s so damn cute and easy to do? how???????

and somehow he messed up?????

he doesn’t expect you putting that flower crown on his head though; that tiny daisies look so good on him, he almost looks like a real angel. he lowers his head looking on the ground and smiles softly, taking your hand in his; then, he chuckles.

“I... I really don’t deserve you, [Y/N]” he says quietly and kisses you on your lips softly; you can feel him smiling as he kisses you.

“Okay, [Y/N]! It’s my turn! I wanna make you a bomb flower crown!” His energy is back and he looks at you, grinning; you now notice his tiny blush. Not wasting any more time, you guide him a little bit and eventually, he made you a pretty flower crown with navy colored flowers.

He puts it gently on your head, smiling, “You look like a princess now. Honestly.. you are one to me.”

Yukio:

he’s honestly, impressed. similar to Rin, but he doesn’t show it as much. You can see his excitement a little bit though, the way he just looks around with a tiny smile is.. really refreshing.

he finds a nice spot under a tall tree, where he also places a blanket and sits down with you. None of you say anything, meanwhile he just.. takes in that beautiful view that’s in front of his eyes. He’s finally free and happy, plus, you’ve been with him all that time- He just feels so happy he might cry.

You wake him up from his trance by gently tapping him on the shoulder; he blinks at you, smiles, and says softly, “well... we’ve come here for a reason. Let’s do this.”

He’d probably looked up how to make flower crowns before he left, but he hasn’t actually tried it out, so now he finally has a chance.

acts like he doesn’t know how to do it, so he asks if you could explain it to him. meanwhile, you’re busy talking, he makes his own flower crown for you, nodding every time you ask him if he understood what you said.

for a first try, his flower crown looks very good - sure, it has some faults here and there, but he tried his best. he used red and white flowers and overall, it’s pretty impressive.

you look at his lap where the flower crown sits and confusion slightly takes over your face, “h-how did you... how did you manage to do it so well for the first time?!”

he laughs faintly, watching you; his gaze falls onto the flower crown as well.

“I put all my love for you into it, I guess” he murmurs to himself, hoping you didn’t catch that. He then put his crown onto your head and observes you blushing madly.

There’s something heavy in his chest, but in a positive way. He looks at you with pure adoration and love in his eyes, and then realizes... that it’s the first time in his life, when he feels loved and genuinely loves someone else.

Mephisto:

he doesn’t know how you managed to actually convince him to come, but hey, he’s here already and he’s gonna enjoy his time with you.

he loves seeing you pick flowers the most, actually; the way you just look so peaceful and happy... makes him feel e m o t I o n s.

although he’s probably seen such beautiful places already, it’s definitely a memory worth remembering; it’s also a moment when he can forget about his “worries” for a bit.

he’s been a long time on this world, thus he probably made and remembers how to make a flower crown; he pretends he doesn’t know how to do one though - he waits until you start explaining, then he’s just watching your delicate hands working on a flower crown; plus, your soothing voice makes him relaxed.

he’s amused on how silly that activity is, yet another part of him really likes this experience.

once you’re done with your flower crown, you stand up and hold it gently in your hands. He watches you and squints his eyes a little bit, trying to figure out what’s on your mind.

“Samael... The king of time,” you say calmly, your eyes wandering to Mephisto’s now smirking face as you addressed him with his real name, “But what kind of king would you be if you didn't wear the crown?”

he decides to play along and gets on one knee, lowering his head to make it easier for you to place flowers on his head.

“That’s right, darling. I’d love to get one.” he answers with his eyes closed. just as he feels the weight of the flower crown on his head, he gets up and twirls you around; he stops when your back is pressed to his chest. his hands then sneak around your waist as he whispers into your ear, “Now I am surely a king... but the king needs his queen, doesn’t he?”

Amaimon:

straight up says he doesn’t wanna go and that he can grow you flowers himself if you really wanna make that flower crowns so badly.

after 2 painful hours of begging him, he eventually agreed, but on one condition - you will have to make him food in a big, picnic basket. you couldn’t trick him though, since he promised to watch you make the food.

he insists he knows better transportation to the place instead of driving or walking, which is jumping from a tree to tree like a maniac for 15 minutes straight. you hold the basket for the dear life and pray he doesn’t drop you (spoiler: he won’t).

when you two arrive at the place, Amaimon slowly places you on the ground, letting you regain your balance. he then drags you by your hand to a random spot on the field and sits down, rummaging through the basket while you pick some flowers.

when you come back, half of the food is already gone and he looks at you with his usual, monotone expression. after a few minutes of silence, surprisingly, he’s the one to break it, saying, “mmm. those flowers are pretty boring, if you ask me.”

you pout at him, murmuring to yourself that you like the simplicity anyway. he hums in response, placing the pads of his fingers against the ground. suddenly, roots sprout near his hand, creating a wall full of different kinds of flowers - mostly colorful roses and the ones that are rare and in different parts of the world.

he cuts off some of them using his sharp nails, removes thorns and uses vines to tie them up together. you’re honestly speechless, considering that Amaimon isn’t the one that looks like a flower crown master (but he’s the king of earth... isn’t he?).

once he’s done, he looks at you, and then at the flower crown; he hesitates a little bit, thinking if he should add something more. he shakes his head, and with his still bored expression, carefully places his hard work on your head.

you blush, feeling a little ashamed of your own, plain flower crown. Amaimon however, snatches it from your hand and places it on his own head, saying, “mm, you look nice with that thing on your head. it’s kinda cute. now, make one for Behemoth. He seems like he wants one.” Behemot appears out of nowhere from behind a tree and sits down patiently, waiting for his very own flower crown.

the twins + meph and amai’s icons aren’t made by me! credit to the author! :3 headcanons have been written by me,,, just in case xD

#Ao no Exorcist #ao no exorcist imagine #blue exorcist #blue exorcist imagines #blue exorcist imagine #rin okumura #Rin Okumura x reader #Yukio Okumura #yukio okumura x reader #mephisto pheles #amaimon #Headcanon #Pure

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dialovers-translations · 4 years ago

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DIABOLIK LOVERS Born To Die Vol.1 Tsukinami Carla [Track 5]

Original title: 贈り物の意味

Source: Diabolik Lovers Born To Die Vol.1 Tsukinami Carla [CD not owned by me]

Audio: Here

Seiyuu: Toshiyuki Morikawa

Translator’s note: I started this translation somewhat reluctant because usually Carla CDs are very difficult for me and not something I necessarily ‘look forward’ to, but I was honestly pleasantly surprised! I enjoyed the plot a lot and there were a bunch of cute moments which made me go ‘aww’. This is the perfect way to wrap up the story as well. Since a non-Carla stan such as myself was able to enjoy it, I’m sure all of his fans will have a field day listening to this CD. xD

Track 1 ll Track 2 ll Track 3 ll Track 4 ll Track 5

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Track 5: Meaning Behind the Gift

Carla ends the room as you look up.

“Hooh...You finished reading the book I recommended to you? I taught you, so it was not that difficult now, was it?”

You nod.

“I see. I am glad you enjoyed it. ...That book is truly fascinating. I even feel as if my understanding of a human’s way of thinking has improved significantly. That being said, I cannot deny that there are still parts of it which simply cannot be grasped by the things written in a book alone. However, even that is not a problem...”

You tilt your head to the side.

“I have you by my side after all. The desire to want to do something for someone else’s sake. To treasure those you love. You keep on teaching me all these things. My birthday which took place several days ago was no exception. I learnt for the first time how good it feels to have the person you love celebrate the day of your birth.”

You smile.

“Heh. Why do you seem so happy?”

You explain.

“Right. I feel warm inside when I see your joyful expression as well. You have yet again taught me a new emotion.”

You get up and tell him to hold on one second.

“What is the matter? You suddenly got up. Why are you telling me to wait...?”

You walk towards the door.

“...! Oi, wait! Where are you going...?”

*Creaaaak*

*Thud*

“...She left. I wonder what got into her all of a sudden? She said there is something she wants to give me, but what could she be talking about? I cannot read her actions per usual.”

You return.

“So you have returned. So, what did you go get?”

You offer him a present.

“...! A birthday present...? For me?”

You nod, apologizing because it is a bit late.

“I see. I did suddenly take you to our vacation home back then after all.”

You seem worried he might not accept it.

“Hmph. How could I refuse a present coming from you,”

You hand him the gift.

“Of course. I assume you chose a gift fitting for the King of Founders?”

You nod confidently.

“Heh. Seems like you are confident. In that case, let me open it.”

*Rustle rustle*

“...! These are...Hair pins...The flowers they are decorated with are...Gloriosa, no?”

You tell him about the flower language of the gloriosa.

“Glory and bravery is the flower language of these? You kept in mind my bravey in regard to my own fate, and my wish to ensure that the glory of us Founders does not come an end, right? ...However, I thought that red Gloriosa were the most common, but these are white. Is there a meaning behind that?”

You explain.

“Hm. I see. The combination of white with a slightly hint of red is the exact same as my hair. You are right that the coloring does look like me. That is why you chose this, no? You have quite the eye for this.”

You smile, asking if he likes it.

“Yes, I do. Well then, let me try putting it on right away.”

*Cling*

“What do you think?”

You tell him it looks great.

“I see. It suits me? You chose it after all. Furthermore...”

Carla scoots closer.

*Rustle rustle*

“It has become much easier to suck your blood now.”

You get flustered.

“What are you so surprised about? Did I not tell you back then? Did you not choose these hair pins because I told you that my hair can get in the way at times? Out of your desire to have me suck your blood to my heart’s content.”

You deny it.

“You tend to play dumb now? However, it is useless. I am already aware. That you are always yearning for me. The fact you have barely fought back after I pinned you down on the couch like this, proves that you had been expecting this, no?”

You flinch.

“Fufufu...I was spot on, wasn’t I?”

*Rustle*

“I can clearly tell by pressing my ear against your chest as well. Your heart his thumping loudly. Almost as if it is begging me to quickly suck your blood.”

*Rustle rustle*

“In that case, I must live up to your expectations. I shall suck your blood from this chest filled with anticipation. Relax. I will not bring you unnecessary pain.”

You nod.

“Very well. I’ll pierce my fangs in deep. Haahn...”

Carla bites you.

*Sluuuurp*

“Mm...”

*Sluuuurp*

“Haah...Letting out those sweet cries...I doubt there is any other woman out there more skilled at enticing a man.”

You protest.

“In that case, how do you explain this scent? I am surprised you can state the opposite when you are spreading your rich fragrance all around the room.”

He continues sucking your blood.

*Gulp*

“Haah...I can clearly tell that you crave for my fangs.”

You ask him how he knows.

“The scent of your blood tells me everything. Of course, that plays a part as well. However, the number one reason is...because I love you.”

You smile at him lovingly.

"And you feel the same, no?”

*Cling*

“This present is the best way to prove that.”

You confirm his words.

“I see. You will tell me out loud, it seems? That you love me. Hearing it once again is not bad. However, simply confirming it through words is dull. Let me remind it to you with my body instead. Just how much I love you...”

Carla bites you once more.

*Sluuuuurp*

“Haah...I might just become a captive to this blood before I succeed at reminding you. That is just how much your very existence captivates me.”

*Rustle*

“However, I shall not give you the right to lead. As the woman of the King of Founders, you shall obey me. No, I suppose that is not quite the right term. Haah...”

*Rustle rustle*

“As my wife, please continue praying for the revival of the Founders.”

You promise.

“...Heh. I see. I shall never forget those words. Well then, this is the sign of your vow. Mmh...”

*Smooch*

“...Let us continue to march towards the future together, for eternity.”

ーー THE END ーー

#diabolik lovers #dialovers #more blood #diabolik lovers born to die #diabolik lovers translation #diabolik lovers drama cd #drama cd

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sparkleswritings · 4 years ago

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Heya nonnie! I hope I got your prompts right!

Thank you for requesting Shino he was definitely a challenge to write XD

Honestly not my best work but hey, writing outside of my comfort zone had to happen! I hope you enjoyed ^^

A Little Different

Prompt: Can you shut up for once in your life? + Please don't cry

Word count: 1,319

Tags: Fluff

You would hear people describing him as: weird, creepy, silent, mysterious amongst other things. You wouldn't know, though, since you haven't actually talked to the boy in question. But you didn't exactly agree with the first two.

Did people just think that because of his bugs? Because you certainly don't think bugs were weird or creepy, in fact, you were fascinated by them. So naturally, you were fascinated with him.

Though you continued admiring him from afar since you had absolutely no courage to start up any form of conversation with him. Not to mention he looked a little intimidating and closed off.

"Hey! Y/N! There you are," a voice chirped from behind you, making you jump.

"O-oh hey Ino, I didn't see you there," you said nervously, trying to cover up the fact that you had been observing Shino tending to his insects from behind a tree.

She quirked an eyebrow, suddenly interested in who you were looking at, trying to see behind you. When she moved left, you followed, when she leaned right, you shifted right. Your cheeks burned the more you kept at it making you falter just a little bit. Oh well...something tells you Ino was going to find out sooner or later anyway.

"Who is that," she squinted before her eyes widened in recognition,"wait...Shino?!"

You frantically covered her shout with your hand, praying that nobody was around to hear it.

"Shhh," you hissed, glaring daggers at the girl,"can you please shut up for once in your life? Just...don't say anything to anyone alright?"

"Alright alright, whatever you say," she grinned at you then dragging your arm to eat lunch. You were certain she knew about your crush now that you've been painfully obvious. Groaning, you had no choice but to follow the blonde.

She didn't bring up the subject for the next few days and you were thankful. If any of this reaches his ears, any lingering plans to interact with him would be thrown out of the proverbial window.

"Why don't you just talk to him?" Ino asked one day. You had decided to visit her in the flower store since you weren't up to anything.

"Are you crazy? I could never!"

"But why? I mean, you guys have a lot in common. You like bugs, he's practically made out of them. Plenty to talk about," she said whilst rearranging some blooms.

You put your chin on your hand, leaning your weight against the counter. She wasn't wrong, but you sucked at anything related to social interaction. Ino was your first friend, maybe even the only one and during the start of your friendship, she usually did all the talking.

"You think so?" you said, glancing over at her. Ino stopped fussing over the bouquet of daisies, hands on her hips.

She walked over to you, slipped two pieces of the white flower into your hair and said,"yes, in fact I think he'd be crazy not to like you. But if you never try you'll never know, so go!"

You grinned as you let yourself be practically pushed out of the store. Once outside you could smell the earthy nuance of rain. It would probably be bad if it rained right about now though, since you were hoping for a chance to meet Shino.

"Please don't rain for just a little longer!" you whispered gently to the sky, walking just a little faster to the spot where he usually tended to his bugs. How did you know this? Let's just say you had a tendency to pass by and observe whenever he was there. If he ever did notice your presence, he never reacted to it, so you never stopped. It was the closest thing you did to interact with him.

But to your disappointment, the usual clearing he'd occupy was empty today. Sitting on a rock, you contemplated on what your next move would be. Maybe you should wait another day?

"Y/N, I'm surprised to see you here," someone said, startling you ever so slightly.

You turned around and looked up, only to be met by a gaze hidden behind dark glasses.

"Shino! I...um, was hoping to see you! Here, that is," you jumped up from the rock you were sitting on to face him, fidgeting a little behind your back.

Now that he's gotten you off guard, anything you were planning to say to him shrivelled on your lips.

"L-lovely weather we're having," you cringed as soon as the words left you. Lovely weather?! That's the best you got? It's clearly clouding over right now and you felt like strangling Ino for telling you to talk to him today.

Shino looked up at the sky and back down to you, "quite," he said.

"What business did you have with me?"

"Huh?"

"You said you were hoping to see me," Shino sits beside you, leaving a bit of distance in between, letting his bugs roam upon his upturned palm.

"Oh that...I just wanted to see you, that's all. And maybe talk for a bit," you fidgeted, keeping your gaze low. Now that you were hearing yourself, you really should have thought this through beforehand!

"You just wanted to talk to me?" Shino asked, a bit surprised. He wasn't used to people wanting to talk to him after all, they would usually cut over him or maybe they wouldn't even notice him at all. This was a nice change.

"Y-yeah I did," you laughed nervously, fiddling with the daisies that were tucked into your hair. The sky let out a low rumble and something wet rolled down your cheek.

"Y/N, are you alright? Please don't cry," he looked at you in confusion, looking as if he was awkwardly trying to comfort you.

"Oh no no Shino, I'm fine! It just looks like it's going to start raining. We should find some shelter," you wiped the raindrops that had fallen onto your cheeks and soon, the surrounding area was covered with rivulets of water.

The both of you hurried to find some shelter, eventually deciding on a terrace of a closed shop. Surely nobody would have minded. The two of you dried off as much as you could before sitting down and waiting for the rain to calm down.

After a beat of silence he spoke,"it's rare for someone to personally seek me just to talk to me."

You smiled at that, because you knew what he meant.

"They just don't know how cool you really are," you said, closing your eyes because you were internally screaming. Did you really just say that? If your skin weren't cold because of the rain, you probably would have heated up considerably.

You couldn't see his face, but you hoped that his reaction to that little compliment was a positive one. It was another beat of silence before:

"Even though today is the first time we've properly spoken, I think you're a little different than the others," he said.

"Is that a good thing-?"

"Yes. I'm glad a girl isn't creeped out by me or my bugs-"

"I love bugs!" you suddenly bursted out, turning to him, before realising how you must have sounded and shyly retracting.

"I...find them interesting," you said after composing yourself.

"Would you like to meet mine?" he asked, turning to you. When he opened his palm, a pair of them crawled out.

"They're so adorable!" you gushed, getting a little closer to them. He let them crawl into your open hand and you had to admit, your heart skipped a few beats the minute the side of your hand touched his.

Shino was glad that his collar had been hiding half of his face, because this was the first time someone had taken such an interest in him as a person. And he had to admit, it felt good.

#naruto blog #naruto imagines #shino aburame x reader #shino aburame #naruto #self insert #thank you for being patient!#this was a hard one to write phew

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ask-iamnotanalicorn · 4 years ago

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Previous: The Tirek Timeline

The Discorded Timeline

The new Element bearers had not appeared. With nothing to fall back on, Celestia went to face the return of her sister armed only with her determination and desperation. With the knowledge that anything other than subduing her sister would result in Luna’s death or her ponies’ enslavement, Celestia fought with all her heart.

A thousand years hadn’t tempered Nightmare Moon’s madness, but it had grown Celestia’s magical skill. The clash of the last remaining alicorns filled the sky with light and darkness that could be seen across the entire country... including from the gardens of the castle in Canterlot, where a long-dormant statue waited.

If Celestia had known the danger... if she had known that the Tree of Harmony had grown weaker over a thousand years... if she had known that the Element magic used to imprison Discord was weakened with it, and he only needed one significant bit of discord to break the last lock on his prison... she might have preferred allowing Nightmare Moon to take the throne.

Because two alicorn sisters displaying their ground-shattering discord across the skies was more than enough.

Discord caught them mid-battle...and was honestly kinda irritated to find them more focused on fighting each other than challenging him. He couldn’t even set up a good game for them to lose at before he took over! He’d just have to fix that with a bit of chaos magic. A quick boop to the heads, and... well, things didn’t turn out quite like he expected. Celestia became haughty, snide, and violent, but Luna changed out of her (decidedly tacky, but what could you expect from pony fashion) goth look and turned all nice and weirdly remorseful. Luna tried to appeal to her sister, Celestia (who now had an interesting tinge of fire in her mane) unleashed some demeaning verbal attacks, and pretty soon it looked like they were gearing up for another fight, and...

Well, this was stupid. They were so focused on each other, they weren’t even paying attention to him! He’d fix that with another boop on Celestia’s noggin - really annoying, having to un-chaos someone, but at least it put the two ponies on the same side so they could get their priorities straight and focus on...

Ah, yes, there it was! Just what he’d waited for these past thousand years: two alicorn sisters, both staring at him with horror and worry and that oh-so-precious pony determination. Too bad they had already worn themselves out with their fight over who-knew-what. They were almost pathetically easy to overpower, especially with not an Element in sight.

The princesses were his playthings. Equestria would be shifted and reformed under his chaotic whim. And none stood able to challenge him.

The Reign of Discord had begun.

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Meanwhile, Salespitch was visiting Canterlot at just the wrong time, and...

Well, what do you think happens when a lord of chaos notices a pony standing in the middle of the road, trying its hardest to not show how petrified it is, and it has a horn and wings but clearly no alicorn magic? And then said lord of chaos investigates said pony out of curiosity, mocks him about playing princess, and is amazed when said pony actually gets annoyed enough to scold Discord that no, he is NOT an alicorn, he’s never WANTED to be an alicorn, and he would really prefer it if people didn’t mistake him for royalty when he’s just a stallion with a genetic mutation trying to live a normal life!!!

Discord thought that was the funniest thing he’d ever heard.

Long story short, instead of Discording Sales’ personality, Discord just... made his biggest annoyance a reality. Obviously he didn’t give Sales FULL alicorn powers, and what powers he did give him are pretty wonky - the ability to turn random objects into suitcases, and fly upside down, and speak in a dramatic Royal Canterlot Voice at random and totally inconvenient times, etc. The royal regalia was a stroke of genius inspired by one of this new era’s “cartoon characters,” a perky little alicorn called Prince Smiley. (The fact that Sales had once dressed as said character for Nightmare Night was sheer coincidence, although Discord would have found that even more perfect.)

Obviously Sales was horrified, which is really the wrong reaction, because it just made the whole thing funnier to Discord and thus made the draconequus that much less likely to forget about Sales and go pester other ponies. Anonymity is your friend in Discord’s kingdom.

Now, Discord being Discord, he gets bored of things easily - including mocking and tormenting the powerless alicorn princesses. There’s a whole nation to twist and remodel into a true chaotic kingdom! Plenty of other ponies to give him some variety. Turning them to stone would be so gauche and ruin his single moral high ground over the ponies, so when Discord tires of his princess fun, he turns the alicorn sisters into fillies and leaves them with his newly-appointed Prince of Babysitting. After all, shouldn’t an "alicorn” be in charge of baby alicorns? Discord even made him a lovely glass castle with stone windows - more of a cage, really, since Sales can’t leave it, but he has a throne and everything! Discord doesn’t even have to worry about manipulating somecreatures into worshipping the new “prince”; Sales has already got his own cult that fawns over him outside the see-through castle like a fanclub, to Sales’ eternal embarrassment. Yes, this is clearly the best setup Discord could have come up with all around, takes-hand-off-and-pats-self-on-the-back.

Time passes with no end in sight for the madness that has turned Equestria into a kaleidoscope’d chaos playground. Sales kind of falls into a perpetually annoyed resignation. He tries to be grateful - at least he still possesses full control of his mind, unlike so many ponies outside his weird castle. He has the honor of safeguarding the princesses - although he feels guilty that he can’t actually protect them from Discord’s whims. But he can keep them happy, and the few times he gets to talk with them before or after they’ve been in their baby states, Celestia manages to give him a word of encouragement or gratitude. (Plus, well, they ARE pretty adorable as fillies... even if he is NOT the world’s best babysitter and has to figure things out on the fly. He really wishes his mom were here.)

There is one actual advantage to all this. Ironically, Sales has a closer connection with Discord than most; since Discord made Sales the caretaker of the princesses, he actually talks to Sales sometimes. Granted, he mostly treats Sales as a captive audience to whine at when Discord starts getting bored of whatever recent chaotic plan he’s enacted. After all, when EVERYTHING is chaos... well, chaos almost becomes normal, so Discord keeps having to up himself. Sales actually manages to have conversations with him sometimes, and he’s gotten a glimpse of the truth even Discord can’t or won’t recognize: that he’s lonely, dissatisfied, and lacks a real sense of purpose or fulfillment.

Sales has to treat carefully, since annoying or upsetting Discord too much results in chaotic ‘punishments’ that are usually more disorienting and frustrating than actually harmful. But Sales has started picking his ear a little bit with hints that maybe Discord is bored because most creatures subject to his chaos don’t enjoy it like he does? Maybe sharing fun WITH people is better than just having fun for yourself at others’ expense? I mean, look at you, Discord, the only pony you really talk to is a nobody you made into an alicorn just to embarrass him. That’s a pretty lonely way to live, isn’t it?

Sometimes Discord listens while making snarky comments. Other times Discord gets irritated and turns Sales into a tiny alicorn who has to ride around on baby Celestia’s back and try not to get stepped on (or something of that nature). But Sales keeps trying and hoping and praying he’ll get through, because if they ever hope to stop Discord’s reign of chaos... well, it might just take teaching the Lord of Chaos what friendship is.

Even if the only pony currently able to make the effort finds him super annoying.

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Fun Facts About The Discorded Timeline:

- Yes, Luna’s popsicle is her cutie mark. I suppose once she digests it it will reappear back on her flank. XD

- Cadence hasn’t become an alicorn yet in this timeline. The chaos events do lead to her meeting Shining Armor, though, because TRUE LOVE and such :D

- Sales’ cult ABSOLUTELY LOVES THIS SITUATION. I mean, a lot of them hope/expect that Sales will eventually break free and defeat Discord now that he is showing his true alicorn might. Sales yells at them through the walls sometimes, but they have a hard time hearing him, so naturally they make up all sorts of “godly” nonsense he’s supposedly sharing.

- Discord did in fact accidentally cure Luna of the bad magic that was fueling and feeding off her old rage and paranoia. She and Celestia have pretty well made up through these weird events. And as Discord grows bored of their initial humiliation, his torments get less frightening and more, well, just weird, so life is KINDA bearable. Plus they really like Sales now (they don’t remember their adult selves while they are babies, but Discord makes sure they can remember every embarrassing toddler thing they did when they get aged back to normal.)

- Sales doesn’t know what’s going on with his family, they were back home when this happened. He’s hopeful they didn’t get affected too badly. In fact, Featherhorn (his hometown) got turned into a cardboard village and a few ponies had their heads swapped around, but Discord hasn’t made any connection between them and Sales, so he doesn’t think anything special of the place. Mostly just chocolate rain, flying rhinobunnies, and corncob trees. Everypony agrees it could be worse (but not out loud, that’s just ASKING for trouble!) Also Per talks backwards now, but everyone can still understand her (somehow) so it evens out.

- Black DOES run into Discord at one point while trying to sneak into Sales’s castle. Discord thinks he’s just another of Sales’ fanclub, so he turned him blue and forgot about him. Black finds this super annoying, especially when he can’t change his color no matter what magical disguise he makes.

- Don’t even worry about Sombra, he’s not touching a Discorded Equestria with a ten foot pole. Honestly Discord probably went after him as soon as he showed up, adding the Crystal Empire to his chaos kingdom.

- The Changelings are staying the HECK away in their nice little magic-negating castle, the only safe haven from Discord. Pony refugees actually try and go there, although it is tricky to get around the thick forest of living candy Discord erected all the way around their territory. Those who do get in exchange servitude and donations of love for safety. It keeps the changelings fed and the ponies feel safer working for bug-ponies in a place of order than out in the madness of Discord’s land.

- So as you might imagine, Sales can’t break through the glass of his glass castle. If he were to try and smash through the stone windows, though... let’s just say he feels really smart AND really dumb while making his escape attempt. It doesn’t go over well with Discord, especially when he manages to successfully pawn the baby princesses off to some of his cult members (one of whom is Black, don’t worry), who hide them away. This leads to a rather heated conversation when Discord catches up with him... and perhaps a moment of truth where Discord might realize he actually does maybe kinda sorta consider this silly brown pony a friend who he possibly doesn’t want to severely punish as a warning to other ponies who might defy him. Maybe.

- Art note: I didn’t draw a background for this one initially, and then I got around to coloring them and knew it needed SOMETHING. Came up with the glass castle with stone windows because that seems Discord-like. Also baby bottle trees. The idea for breaking the stone windows was literally last minute as I wrote this, so bonus!

Next Week: Industrial Devolution (Flim Flim Universe)

#mlp art #mlp comics #mlp ask blog #IANAA #discord #mlp discord #salespitch

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angelsndragons · 4 years ago

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Okay, since I see a lot of people either straight up panicking or saying that Caduceus’ playlist is straight up depressing (neither reaction I get)....I’m gonna offer a different reading of the songs here, how does that sound?

Death Bed Salesman - This is straight up about Caduceus’ family and his upbringing. His father even says some of the lyrics almost word for word in ep 96. Growing up surrounded by death and all the rituals created for the living left behind made Caduceus into the person he is. ‘This is how it has to end/So love somebody while you can’ like talk about a thesis statement for Caduceus’ outlook.

How are You Doing - Wow this song is pulling double duty. Caduceus is not a character who likes burdening other people with his own problems, preferring to keep a calm, polite distance between others and his feelings. The style of this song harkens over to Jester, it’s very bubbly and sweet sounding. Of course, this is also one of Jester’s primary issues (someone please tell the clerics they can be people with problems too). Now, if you do what I did and go watch the music video for this song, two things will stick out. One is the increasing ridiculous scenarios the singers find themselves in while going about their day to day lives juxtaposed against their ‘nothing’s wrong, everything’s fine’ lyrics. Two is the fact that these singers come out at the end of the song together, they have triumphed over the madness and nothing stopped them from doing what they wanted and needed to do. This song encapsulates early Caduceus, while he was getting a feel for the Nein and being drowned every other second, ultimately his contributions to the Pirate Arc were fundamental to the group’s success.

Vegetables - Honestly, this song just reminds me of that early conversation with Fjord in the Sour Nest. Caduceus is cooking omelets and just casually asks Fjord if he could look for veggies down in the torture chamber since it would ‘make a good root cellar.’ Fjord is so caught off guard by this request, and understandably so, he just repeats ‘Roots?’ Caduceus then just lists off root vegetables like Fjord’s an idiot. Oh, Cad. XD Honestly I like that the beat line is being made by vegetable chomping, it just feeds into the ‘Caduceus is a giant magical cow man’ vibes and I love it.

When the World is at Rest - Xhorhaus! In the middle of that street! Xhorhaus! In all seriousness, this song pulls double duty as well. ‘I miss the sun but the moons will do in a pinch’ anyone? The first and most obvious thing this song reminds me of is when the group is given the house and Caduceus asks, ‘are we putting down roots here?’ With the single act of planting that tree on the tower, Caduceus turned the house into the Mighty Nein’s home. Can’t get your deposit back after that, after all XD. I think of how this home in the dark has sheltered and protected the Nein so many times. I think of them befriending Essek and how that wasn’t part of the plan (you know, like Caduceus himself). I think of how their plans to end the war were hatched in darkness, how violated they all felt when one of their own was taken and when another was assassinated under cover of night, because the darkness had come to feel safe to them. I think of how much the Nein has blossomed since this house became their home, since they all had a place to go back to that was theirs. I think of how the Nein has given the world a breather, a chance to rest, all because they returned a beacon and befriended a traitor.

Wildflowers - So, there are a couple of interpretations of this song. One is setting a lover or loved one free from your own feelings and letting them go. Another is that the singer is trying to find a place to bury a loved one (’that home by and by’ around where I live and grew up is a roundabout reference to heaven). Honestly, both interpretations are apt for Caduceus. He does his best to not burden others with his worries and feelings, he was the one who stayed home, which granted his siblings the freedom they needed to leave, etc. The second interpretation fits Caduceus as well because we know one of his secret hopes is that the Nein will let him tend their bodies and graves when the time comes. And now I’m gonna put on my TeaHaw hat for a goddamn minute bc holy heck, this is such a good song for both of them, Caduceus reminding Fjord that he deserves freedom and his beloved sea again, Fjord teaching Caduceus to follow his heart and embrace new experiences. ‘I have seen no other/Who compares with you’ really fits their complimentary and praise styles with each other. Thank you, Tal.

Never did No Wandering - Don’t have much to add to what Taliesin said about the song. For once. I think of Caduceus’ loneliness in the Grove and his regret that he didn’t leave sooner. I think of how he could only leave in the context of duty, of just how much his duty as a grave cleric to Melora has defined and shaped his understanding of himself. I think of how long it took for him to voice his own desires and wants. I think of how he insists he isn’t wandering, that he is following a pre-ordained path. I think of how much work he still has to do when it comes to knowing what he wants and making peace with getting it just for his own sake. Also, hello more sailors.

When You Get to Ashville - Oof, so this song works both ways for Caduceus, both as the singer and the subject of the song. I think of him, home alone for ten years, wondering what was going on with his family, if they were safe (he knew they weren’t, he knew what it took to keep them from him), how he didn’t actually want to know unless he could help. As the subject, I see his family, having only been away for what was maybe two years for them, looking at the changes in him in awe and confusion. Nothing’s changed for them but boy howdy has Caduceus changed. The homebody has left the nest and saved them all and he very obviously doesn’t want to go home yet if at all. Caduceus has waited so long to get them back and to be a family again yet when the time comes, he can’t bring himself to return, as the singer implies about the subject. He knows his family will be there to catch him if he needs it but I think this episode is where it really hit him that he’d been trying to recreate a past that never could be again because he could never go back to being who he was.

Fuck it I’m a Flower - Another Caduceus anthem. Upbeat with a few melancholy lyrics. You can take it as the singer divorcing themself from humanity or you can take it as the singer using flowers as a metaphor for their growth into someone who becomes more involved (the singer goes from not marching to taking on other people’s pain from their place of safety to fully embracing the movement to change things while they can). I don’t have any context for this song but it really freaking reminds me of those protest photos where a protester offers a flower to the riot police (fuck the police). Caduceus is blossoming into a man who genuinely cares about the wider world and the people within it. Not just abstractly, which I would argue he did back in the Grove. But being up close to the ordinary folks in the Dynasty, in the Empire, the Coast, has given him a new perspective on not just his place but where he wants to stand. I think of Jester’s conversation with him back in Oh Captain Who’s Captain, the world is much bigger and messier than Caduceus could have ever dreamed. I think of Caduceus befriending and being kind to their crew and Avantika’s. I think of ‘Nott, you went to find help, we’re here to help.’ I think of ‘one day someone will pray for a miracle and that prayer will be answered because you showed up, that’s what this is all about.’ From rescuing Yeza to saving Giants to shattering the chains binding two of his friends to bringing peace to two warring nations to separating justice from vengeance, just look at where he is now: no longer passive or uncertain of how they can contribute to the world, Caduceus and the Nein have brought so much good into it. Caduceus knows where he stands now. Some people say that he’s the Nein’s moral compass and I disagree with that entirely, he’s become the courage to act on their moral compasses.

Oh Bury Me Not - Okay, so I know this is where some listeners start to get antsy with all the death talk in this song and the ones after it so breathe, it’s fine. Caduceus is a Grave Cleric, y’all. Tal says that this song is an expression of Caduceus’s religious beliefs, which, uh, yeah. There is no stained glass in the Blooming Grove temple, they do all their work outside the traditional structures of religion and civilization and do it gladly, etc. The ending Bury Me Not, okay, guys, Caduceus is the singer here, not the kid being sung about. It really drives home the Wildmother’s philosophy on death: when you’re dead, you’re dead and you have no say over what happens to the corpse left behind. I think of the corpse of the Great Hero and the founding of the Blooming Grove, the Menagerie, and the Kiln. I think of Caduceus’ onscreen death and how through it, he finds his path to the Kiln. I think of him reviving Fjord. I think of him and this island and how much of a perversion it is of the ‘natural order’. Also, just given how much Fjord has impacted has impacted Caduceus’ ideas of faith and signs and stuff, it’s so fitting that this piece is here. I also think cowboys and how Tal said he’d planned on using the Ocean Burial before he came across this, I see you, Tal.

September Song - So that build up, huh? I think of Caduceus and the Nein readying themselves for a battle to the death to save Yasha and stop Obann. I think of all the close-calls and near misses. I think of how every day, these people choose over and over and over to stay together, in spite of the coming winter, in spite of the obvious danger, in spite how much safer they would all be if they went their separate ways and planted their heads in the sand. I think of how that, their time, is the most precious gift any of them could give the others. This is not a sad thing, by the way. All these people, who have been so badly wounded by others, who are so skittish and so distrustful and so guarded, choose to stay together over and over again. No matter the hardship. They choose to spend their lives together, they choose to be better together and for each other.

22 (Over Soon) - Guys, this is 100% an Episode 95-96 song. 100%, no question in my book. I think of what Caduceus doesn’t say to his family. I think of what he does say. I think of how overwhelmed he is when the Nein saves them, I think of how he can only muster ‘It’s been a long time.’ (All these years) I think of him trying so hard to be given permission to stay with the Nein without explicitly asking for it, the subtext of ‘would you forgive me if I don’t come home yet’ threaded through his every interaction with his family. I think of how Caduceus hands the seeds over to his sister and tells her to be the hero the Grove and their family needs. I think of how easily and willingly he gave up what he’s called his destiny and charge since the beginning in order to stay with the Nein. This is Caduceus saying good-bye once and for all to the dreams of things going back to the way they were. I think Caduceus had been hoping that his family had changed just as much as he had. I think if they had, he might have gone back with them. But they haven’t changed and he has. So he can’t go home. Not yet. He cloaks his desire to stay with the Nein once more in duty but make no mistake, it’s desire that’s keeping him with them, people who may not understand him but who try and who are there and who accept the new person he has become. The build-up Tal was talking about? This is it. The moment where Caduceus first puts himself and his desires above what he thinks is his duty. The moment that Caduceus fully realizes how much he has changed and what an earth-shattering revelation it is.

We’ll Meet Again - Meetings and Partings have always had a special place in Caduceus’ arc, especially metatextually. He was the character who replaced another, who was rescued from his static seclusion by three of the Nein and who in turn rescued the three captive members. I think of how this song is a promise that, come what may, the singer will do their damnedest to return and make that promise a reality. I think of all the weird and wonderful people Caduceus has met in his short time outside the Grove. I think of all the shop keeps who just love this pink fuzzball and how many times they tell him to come back. I think about the Dusts, the meeting and parting and sanctuary they gave him. I think about Reani and Nila and how his kindness to them has come back threefold (Reani escorting his family home, Nila protecting the Grove). I think about Essek. I think about how driven Caduceus became to reforge the sword after Yasha was taken, to bring her home. I think of Caduceus prodding the Gentleman into reconciling with Jester. I think of his delight in the coincidences that keep lining up between him and Fjord. I think about Caduceus and Beau and how proud he is of her growth. I think of his declaration in the dome that ‘We aren’t done until we’ve saved each other.’

Enjoy It - And we wrap up our playlist with another Caduceus thesis statement: don’t worry about the things you can’t change, find the goodness and light in all of your experiences. If it’s meant to be easy, it will be and if it’s meant to be hard, it will be hard. You’re the green bean and you can choose to become jaded at the storms or enjoy the water flooding your roots. This song also fits the lightness we’ve seen from Caduceus since sending his family home. His big quest, his reason for leaving home, has been fulfilled (so he thinks, pretty sure Molaesmyr will be calling in the Nein’s near future) so now he can just sit back, relax, and fully enjoy the ride.

TL;DR - Growing up and moving on is hard and painful but it is also triumphant and necessary. Learning to be who you are and to place yourself on your list of priorities is a journey full of quiet work that few rarely glimpse. Caduceus’ whole arc has been about who he is and what he’s going to do with the strong moral compass he’s got - Is he going to continue to live in the world, even with all the pain, struggle, joy, and goodness that comes with it, or is he going to retreat from it, go back to his little patch of green and forget about it? All signs point to the former, not the latter. In tarot, Death means transformation and sweeping change even more than it does literal death. Caduceus’ playlist is all about the transformation of his self even as he remains true to his core beliefs.

#cr spoilers #caduceus clay #caduceus #cr playlist #caduceus playlist #ohmygod what am i doing with myself #this is what happens when i get annoyed #i write thousands of words about a fucking playlist #theyre good songs brent #theyre not depressing just bc they include death metaphors #there is so much love #and light #and beauty #and i really hope this helps others see that #critical role #cr2

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tony-is-my-daddy · 4 years ago

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Dream a little dream of me pt2

The weather was bad, it was getting a bit cold at the middle of October now, but Peter and his little students were outside on the playground. He was pushing one of the youngest little boys in the swing who couldn't do it by himself yet, while watching over the rest of the children around him so no one would get hurt. Of course, you wouldn't think a class of fifteen kids was a lot to look after, but honestly, even looking after one was a challenge for some people.

It was nice, though, the kids were slowly starting to go home with their parents, even the little boy who he was swinging, and after a while, it was just him and Morgan. It was strange, Morgan was usually one of the first kids to be taken home.

"Hey princess. Who's coming for you today," he asked as he sat down next to the little girl who sat on a bench, swinging her legs that couldn't reach the ground.

"Eric..."

Peter frowned. "Who's Eric?"

"My new dad. I don't wike him too much."

Oh. "Your mommy has a new boyfriend?"

"Yes he's gunna be my new dad."

"Well, when did you meet him?"

"Last week..."

"That's a very little tiny short time," Peter said, his thumb and index finger almost touching as he showed how small he meant to the girl. "Why don't you wait until you get to know him better? Maybe you will like him."

"But I wanted you to be my new dad..."

His heart skipped a beat at that. "Now now, Morgan, daddy told you not to talk about this, right?"

"Right... sorry."

"It's okay, bub. Just be nice to Eric, okay? You can't be sure what he's like if you don't know him yet."

"Otay."

Just then, someone walked through the gate, a tall, broad man with black hair and brown eyes. He smiled when he spotted Morgan on the bench.

"Hi Morgan! I'm so sorry for being late, it won't happen again, I promise," he said as he walked over to her and Peter. "Hi um I'm sorry, this won't be a regular occasion, traffic was just a nightmare," he explained to Peter this time. "Eric."

"Peter. It's okay, I gladly spend my whole day with this little angel, ain't that right, Morgan?" The little girl giggled as Peter pinched her cheek. "Alright, now go home with Eric, bub."

"Goodbye, Mr. Parker," she said as she jumped off the bench.

"Bye bye Morgan!"

Morgan and Eric walked out and got in a car, leaving Peter alone on the school grounds. He sighed as he looked around, the playground that was a few minutes ago full of screaming children now so lifeless. It was scary and he didn't like being there without the kids, so he went back to his classroom where he collected all of his belongings. He checked his phone before leaving and saw a message from Tony.

Tony: Ready for tonight?

Peter: Not yet, just got out of work

Tony: You're still beautiful

Peter: Don't make me blush

Tony: ;)

It was Friday again, almost a week after their first date, and now they were going on a second. Peter was so excited about having their second date now, since he very much enjoyed their first one. It all still seemed so surreal, him dating Tony Stark, texting him every single day and seeing him occasionally when he came to get Morgan. He loved it, of course, but he wouldn't be surprised if this all were just some kind of fever dream or a bad joke. Though be prayed for it not to be.

When he got home, he laid down for a while, opening up his chat with Tony again as he put something on for background noise on the TV.

Peter: What should I wear?

Tony: ?

Peter: This is a fancy place

Tony: Not that fancy

Peter: Fancier than what a kindergarten teacher is used to

Peter: So what should I wear?

Tony: I'll be wearing a suit and tie, if that helps

Peter: Then we should match

Tony: You're adorable

Peter: I know :)

Tony: Literally everything you wear will look amazing on you because EVERYTHING LOOKS FUCKING AMAZING WHEN YOU WEAR IT

Peter: You say that because you haven't seen me in my lazy sunday attire yet XD

Tony: What does that look like?

Peter: A shirt that's 3 sizes big on me and sweatpants

Peter: And ugly glasses

Tony: I wear ugly glasses too

Tony: But that's even worse since I wear them because I'm old as fuck

Peter: You're only 10 years older than me

Tony: I'd like to point out that you have daddy issues but then that would seem like I'm not glad that you do so I'll just keep quiet

Peter: Shut up and get dressed XD

Tony: Alright, see you in a bit ;)

God, he loved their banter.

During the past week, they really spoke every single day, for the first two days Tony texted him first, and then Peter got brave enough to text first as well. They got to know each other more, they told each other about their traumas and families - Peter about that one aunt that he still had and loved, and Tony about his dad and mom, then his closest friends who he counted as family. Peter now also knew that Tony loved old school rock, cheeseburgers and liked to work on old cars in his free time, that he went to MIT and graduated early with perfect grades. Tony knew about how much Peter loved to cook and that he loved pets, especially cats, and he was really into the 50's and 60's songs, that he was a nerd back in school and he was part of the decathlon team.

So basically, now they knew a shit ton of things about each other, even just after a week. It was crazy, they wouldn't stop talking to each other, it was like they were fifteen years old in love again.

As Peter's mind was wandering back to Tony and to how amazing of a person he was, he slowly began to get ready for their date. He chose one of his two suits (wow, what a great job) and a baby blue tie that looked good with the light grey. He got dressed, gelled his hair back, and he was ready to go. Thankfully, not long after that Tony texted, saying he's just leaving his place. Peter waited until the doorbell rung again and this time, he let Tony in. There was nothing wrong in letting the man look around, right?

"Hey Tones," Peter greeted when he opened his door for the man. "Come on in, I just have to put on my jacket and my shoes and we can go."

Tony walked in and looked around the small kitchen and dining space. He peeked through the archway to the living room as well, then hummed. "Living cozy up here, I see."

"Very," Peter chuckled. "That's what the landlord said when I was looking around the place as well, I assume because the best was to describe a small ass apartment is ‘cozy’." Tony laughed at that.

"Well it might be small but it's very homey. I like it a lot." The older man leaned over to look at the succulents that stood in a perfect line on his windowsill. "I like the plants."

"Oh there's a lot of them in here, most of them I keep in the living room. Wanna check them out?"

"Yeah sure-" he looked at his watch, "oh wow, maybe not now. We're gonna be late for our reservation."

"Oh sorry, yes, let's go," he said as he pulled up the zipper on his jacket.

They went to a modern place which looked super expensive, but Tony assured him that ut wasn't actually. They sat down at a nice little table for two, a romantic candle lit between the two of them at the center of it. Everything looked so nice and Peter was so excited. They ordered their dinner and began eating as soon as the waiter brought it to them. They were both very hungry already.

"How do you like it," Tony asked.

"Oh it's absolutely amazing. How's yours?"

"Good. I think my mamma made it better, though."

Peter's eyes widened. "Your... mamma?"

"Yeah, my mother used to cook a lot of italian dishes that she learned from my grandmother. She always said that italian food was the best kind of food in the world."

"Wow, I didn't know that."

Tony smirked. "You also didn't know I was half italian."

"No way!"

"Yep."

When they got back from the date to Peter's place, it was already quite late, yet it seemed too early to let the man leave just yet. Peter desperately looked around his house to find something, anything, that could make the older man want to stay for a bit more.

"Hey, I have some leftover wine. It's not Chardonnay or anything like that, but... if you wanna stay for a while and drink some then I think... I wouldn't be very opposed to that."

Tony smirked. "Well how can I say no when you're asking so nicely?"

They took of their jackets, shoes and blazers and Peter grabbed two glasses and the bottle on their way to the living room. They sat down on the couch and started drinking. Tony was looking around the place, the stairs behind Peter's desk catching his eyes and he finally looked up to see a loft bedroom.

"You actually sleep up there?"

Peter laughed. "Yeah, I do."

"There's no walls, aren't you scared of falling off?"

"There's fencing up there, Tones. See, all around the flooring."

"And where's your bed?"

"Oh I don't have a bed. I have a mattress on the floor."

"What the fuck?!"

"Yeah, I mean, it didn't seem like a good idea to have that old hardwood flooring hold up not just my weight but also a bed's weight. So I thought a mattress would be enough. It's actually quite nice up there, I have lots of plants."

"Yeah, and if you come home drunk you might break a leg on your way to your... mattress."

"That's why I mever drink until I get drunk."

They discussed Peter's living situations for some time, and when they finally stopped talking for a minute or two, Tony looked at his watch.

"It's late, isn's it," Peter asked.

"Almost midnight."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to keep you here for so long."

"No, it's fine. I didn't really... wanna leave anyway."

Peter smiled, looking away from the older man's eyes shyly. "You know, if it's already so late... and you had a lot of wine now, maybe... it wouldn't be a great idea to drive home."

"Peter Parker, are you asking me to sleep over?"

He glanced up at the older man through his thick lashes. "Would that be okay?"

Tony put the glass half full of wine down on the coffe table and leaned in to capture Peter's lips in a soft kiss. "It would be more than okay," he breathed when they pulled away. Peter grinned from ear to ear and he pulled Tony back in for another kiss by his tie, this one deeper, more passionate than the one before. They ended up making out for about ten minutes on the couch, Peter's arms around Tony's neck and his legs in Tony's lap, the man's arms wrapped around his body and hands stroking his back. It was perfect. Sexy. Until Peter forgot that he still had a glass of wine in his hand and spilled it all over the back of Tony's shirt.

Tony, of course, forgave him, but it definitely killed the vibes. Tony's dress shirt ended up soaking in the sink while the two of them fell asleep, cuddling on Peter's mattress.

After that great second date, Peter invited Tony over on Tuesday the next week to bake a pumpkin pie together. Yes, it was a lame idea for a third date but it was his turn to finally ask Tony out, and he didn't really want to go anywhere, he just wanted to stay in his apartment, bake a pie and maybe cuddle with Tony under a blanket afterwards. Let a man dream!

Tony didn't seem to have any problems with the idea and on Tuesday, after both of their shift was over, he went over to Peter's.

"Hey! So great to see you again," Peter greeted him with a kiss.

"You saw me yesterday night when we FaceTimed," Tony said.

"Yeah, but that was on FaceTime, it's not the same. Come on, get undressed and we can get to it. I hope you're ready for cutting it open because I can't do that."

"Are you serious," Tony chuckled.

"Don't laugh at me! Just help."

No, Peter was obviously not serious. Cutting a pumpkin open was difficult, but he could've done it if he wanted to. But then he wouldn't have seen Tony roll up his sleeves and his biceps flex as he cut the pumpkin open, which would've been a shame. God, the man was so damn hot...

They cut the pumpkin and cooked it for a while for the filling while they made the pie crust together. It was such a great thing to do together, Peter enjoyed it, to be honest, more than he enjoyed their other dates. He loved cooking and spending time with Tony, mixing the two together only made things that much better.

"It says lightly floured hands, Tony," Peter yelled. "You don't have to take a handful of flour!"

"Oh I know what the recipe says, this isn't for the dough. I just thought maybe I could return that you ruined my favorite shirt last weekend." He wiggled his eyebrows while not taking his eyes off Peter.

"Nooo, no no no no, I said I was sorry!" But it was too late. His date threw the handful of flour at him, covering his shirt (he wasn't wearing an apron because he only had one and gave it to Tony, God damn it!) and even a little bit of his neck and chin.

"Yeah, that's what you get," Tony laughed wholeheartedly, his entire body shaking with his genuine laughter. It was adorable, honestly, and if Peter wasn't covered in flour, he would've smiled at how sweet Tony's laughter was.

"You're a meanie! That wine thing was an accident but this wasn't," he said like he meant it, but honestly, he was enjoying it a bit as well.

"Oh, I'm sorry my dear." The older man cupped his face with his floury hands and kissed him. Peter completely forgot about what happened for a minute, but then Tony's hand slipped into his hair, ruffling it so that the flour got everywhere.

They pulled away from the kiss, Tony grinning widely while Peter tried to mask his own smile and look angry. "White looks so good on you, baby."

"Oh yeah? Let's see it on you!" Peter reached into the flour bowl as well and the next thing Tony saw was him blowing the little white particles at him, he had just

enough time to close his eyes before they hit his face. "Aww, so amazing," the younger man laughed, rubbing the flour into his date's beard.

"You're so immature."

"You started this!"

While they fought over who was more childish, constantly throwing more and more flour at each other until there was barely any more left, they almost overcooked the pumpkin and they made no progress with the crust. Tony also told Peter that he was a terrible cook, which started out another playfight between them until they were wrestling on the dirty kitchen tiles, laughing and screaming as they fought for dominance. The older man ended up on top of Peter, straddling his hips while holding one of his wrists in each hand to stop him from fighting. Their laughter soon died off and Tony leaned down to kiss Peter, the kiss tasted like flour, but it didn't matter.

"I forget why I came here now," Tony joked.

"I wanted to bake a nice pie with my boyfriend, but nooo, you just had to ruin it," Peter said, laughing through the sentence and he wouldn't have noticed what he said if it wasn't for the smile on Tony's face changing into pure shock. "Oh my God, I'm so sorry. I- that was so wrong, I know we've only had two dates so far and we never even talked about where this whole thing was going. I'm sorry for being so forward, I wasn't thinking."

"You really think about me like that?" Tony's head tilted to the side slightly, like an adorable curious puppy's. And Peter would've commented on that if it wasn't for how nervous he felt at that moment. He swallowed thickly, his mouth suddenly very dry.

"Well..."

"Because, you know, I've never... felt this way with anyone before." Tony finally let go of his wrists and scooted off his hips to sit on the tile, now Peter sitting up as well to face him.

"Me neither..."

"It's so weird, I mean, we really haven't spent much time together but this whole thing feels so... natural."

"It does, doesn't it?" He felt so relieved. He wasn't the only one feeling that way! "I mean, talking to you is just so easy and I really like it. You make me happy."

"You make me feel like I'm twenty-something again," Tony joked and Peter smiled slightly, pushing at the man's shoulder. "No, seriously now, you make me feel young, happy, whole. I have never ever felt that before with anyone, and you... like, this is literally our third date and look at us!"

Peter laughed out loud now. "Where are we going with all this, Tones?"

"I think... I think it's a bold move, but how about we just become official?"

"You mean like actual boyfriends?"

"Yeah! I mean, what could go wrong? We both want this and we seem to perfectly match!"

"It's kinda early though, aren't you scared?"

"Hella fucking scared. It's like bungee jumping off a cliff. But everyone who's been bungee jumping and didn't die say it was an amazing experience."

"And what if we die?"

"Then... we'll know not to bungee jump again."

Peter chuckled. "So... boyfriends?"

"Boyfriends." He crawled into Tony's lap and kissed him again, this time it lasted longer. Their first kiss as an actual couple, and it happened nowhere else, but on Peter's dirty kitchen tiles while they were both covered in flour and who knows what else. And the pie was long forgotten.

Tony invited Peter over to his house as well. He said he'd seen Peter's multiple times while Peter had never seen his. So Tony drove him over to the Stark Tower and they went all the way up to the penthouse at the top of the huge building. On their way, they ran into Pepper as well, who greeted Peter with a big smile and told him that Tony had said a lot about him already. Peter was happy and Tony was blushing, but no one saw that (Peter did see it).

When they got up to the penthouse, Peter's jaw dropped to the floor. The living room itself was bigger than Peter's whole apartment and probably just the furniture costed more than his rent.

"Wow, this place was probably a chick magnet," he noted as he walked through the living room.

"It was but it doesn't work anymore. Now I just use it to amaze beautiful doe-eyed teachers with it."

"Well, it fucking works. This place looks great, Tony!"

"I'm glad you like it." His boyfriend stepped up behind him, wrapping his arms around his middle. "You know, it's definitely bigger than your... cozy apartment. And it has a bed. A king sized one, actually, that can fit the two of us perfectly."

"What are you saying, babe?"

The older man started peppering kisses on Peter's shoulder and up his neck, making him shiver. "Well, you could spend some more time here, you know. It has a nice working area, a big kitchen where you can cook whatever you want, and I have Netfix, Hulu and Disney+. It's a real dream, you know."

"Tony, babe, this is very nice of you but what if Morgan will get confused? I mean, she already wants me to be her dad-"

The kisses stopped. "She does?"

Peter mentally smacked his own head. "Uh... she might've been saying things to me about that ever since you first asked me out."

"Wow. She never told me about that. I mean, she asked about how you were when I told her I met you again, but nothing about... that."

Peter turned around in Tony's arm to face the slightly taller man. "On the first day Eric came to pick her up, she was all gloomy because she said she wanted me to be her new dad. And she once gave me a drawing where he drew Pepper, herself and you and me."

"Well, maybe that's a sign then?"

He frowned. "What kind of sign would that be?"

"If Morgan likes you then we really were meant to be. If everything's going so smoothly then maybe the universe is trying to tell us that we belong together."

Peter smiled, leaning his head against Tony's chest. "I want this all, Tony. I really do. But I'm so scared something will go wrong," he whispered.

Tony pushed his chin up with his fingers to make Peter look into his beautiful dark brown eyes. "Let's not worry about the future just yet. Let yourself fall, baby, I'm here to catch you, okay?" Peter nodded, and Tony pulled him into a sweet, loving kiss.

The kiss turned into making out, and then soon enough, hands were roaming bodies and their kisses grew more and more hungry. Tony pulled Peter upstairs into the master bedroom where they settled on the king sized bed, clothes flying off and touches becoming bolder, until they were completely naked.

And they made love. It was amazing, better than any sex they've had before, it was sweet, sensual, passionate, loving, and their bodies fit together so perfectly. After reaching their climax together, they laid in each other's embrace for a while, breathing heavy as they recovered from such an amazing orgasm. And those three little words were so close to slipping from Peter's mouth, but he wasn't gonna say it. Not just yet. But someday.

Someday...

#starker #starker fanfiction #starker fanfic #teacher x parent au #fluff #slightly nff #tony x peter #tony stark/peter parker #tony stark x peter parker #au #no powers au #teacher peter #single dad tony

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milasartblog · 4 years ago

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An unexpected visit (part 5)

Both Gabriel and Lilith took more time to collect their thoughts and put themselves together. Especially for archangel, whose views were once more broken, but this time almost instantly. He looked at Lilith again.

Gabriel: How did you...meet your human?

Lilith: Well, after no success with the relationship between me and Lucifer, and after several eons and years of ruling Hell, I felt a need of someone that could fill my life with simplicity and honesty. And so I went to a mortal realm. In one of my own houses, I was ordering a pizza and half an hour later, a pizza delivery guy came to my home. That was the day when I got interested in him and so, I kept an eye on him. I felt like he was not an ordinary pizza delivery guy. One day we became friends and for several weeks we were friends with benefits.

Gabriel: I thought that it’s more typical for mortals.

Lilith: Not really~ Anyways, I learned that his name is Jeff and that he had a...difficult relationship with his family. I would say even toxic one. I was watching over them from time to time as learned more and more about his family. They wanted to use him as a tool to get richer and more powerful, while he wanted to live a simple life. And so he left them and became a pizza delivery guy.

Gabriel: Damn, there are still toxic families in this world?

Lilith: Unfortunately, yes. But such choice gave him a chance to live as he wants and be independent from his family.

Gabriel: I see...And how did he guess that you were not a human?

Lilith: It didn’t take too long as my behavior was not like any ordinary woman. But like I said before, he didn’t run away or used his force against me. We had feelings to each other, and one day we had a chat, where I told him about me and he told me about himself. Since then we’re together, and our feelings stay true and strong.

Gabriel: I see....I’m honestly surprised.

Lilith: That’s okay~ Also, why did you ask me about my human?

Gabriel: I honestly was curious how it happened with you and if it’s different from my situation.

Lilith: Well, if you tell me about your human like I did, we will see the difference~

Gabriel: Fair point. Well, it was honestly happened unexpectedly. I was searching for good flowers to give to Raphael’s wife Rachel as in their family daughter was born and me and Michael wanted to congratulate them.

Lilith: Aww, that’s so sweet~

Gabriel: I know, right? But in Heaven we could easily pick any flower for it, and so I thought to go to the mortal realm and see if their flowers are different from Heaven. I walked around the town, but couldn’t find anything that would sparkle even my soul. Then, I bumped into one girl accidentally. She was carrying some flowers, and if not my quick reaction, they would fall. We apologized for such accident, but when I looked at her, something changed in me.

Lilith: Like butterflies in your stomach?~

Gabriel: Maybe. But it was something so strong that made me help her carrying flowers to the flower shop, where, I learnt later, she was working. When we got there, I looked around and saw a great variety of flowers. Moreover, as a thank you, she helped me with picking up good flowers for such occasions. Not just randomly picking flowers just to mix them, but with...little sense and symbolism in them. When I thanked her for the help, she told me her name - Iris.

Lilith: That’s a very beautiful name. No wonder you have a crush on her~

Gabriel: I’m still not sure if it’s really a crush. I was watching over her, we even have met each other several times. And later, we became friends.

Lilith: I see. And you still meet each other?

Gabriel: Yeah. And yet I still can’t find the answer to my feelings.

Lilith: No need to~ You know that you like her, that’s the fact~

Gabriel: Maybe yes, maybe no. What if it’s all just a lie. What if that meeting was just an accident.

Lilith: Then why do you keep being with her if it’s all just a lie to you?

Gabriel:....I don’t know anymore.

He looks down, sighing heavily.

Gabriel: I don’t know what to believe now, Lilith...If our Father’s laws are not perfect, does it mean that we....are not perfect too? Does it mean that...mortals don’t need us?

Lilith: Don’t say that, silly. If something is not perfect, it doesn’t mean we don’t need them at all.

Gabriel:...You really think so?

Lilith: Of course I do~ Or else there would be a lot of mortals with demonic powers, or worse.

Gabriel: Well, true, but our situation is more difficult. Unlike me, your human accepted your nature and your feelings. What if Iris doesn’t? What even if she accepts my nature...but won’t accept my feelings?

Lilith: You know how mortals tend to say: you never know until you try~

Gabriel: But-

Lilith: Love is such thing that can’t be explained by books or other stuff. It’s something we feel inside our bodies and souls. You’re just afraid to do a mistake, afraid to shame your title as an archangel. And yet, look at the progress you did. Such progress is already something, don’t you think?~ Besides, even we can do mistakes when we do something first time, even we learn something from them. Same here with love. Instead of pushing it away, you tried to understand it, and for the divinity it’s a great step through their pride~

She looked at Gabriel with little, but sincere smile. He didn’t like to admit, but her sister told the truth. A demon said the truth to angel, what an unexpected turn of event for him. The memories of the past crossed his mind, the moments where Lilith sometimes cheered up him like this, even tho he didn’t ask her to do it. He smiled a bit, which made Lilith be surprise for a moment, but quickly realized what he was thinking.

Lilith: Thinking of the past?

Gabriel: Huh? Oh, well...yeah. Just remembered how we used to have such chats like now. At that time the problems were not wide-scale, and yet you still wanted to help me when I was confused. I kinda felt bad that I was not skilled enough to do it by myself.

Lilith: No need to. I did it because I felt like doing it~ Besides, we were a family back then.

Gabriel: Yeah...Speaking of the past...

Lilith: Mmm?

Gabriel: Lily...are you...still mad at me? After....

Lilith: After the moment when me and Lucifer became demons?

Gabriel: Yeah, and...after everything we did.

He locked his look on Lilith’s eyes, not expecting anything from her. Lilith was puzzled for a moment, but then realized what he was talking about as giggled softly, which made Gabriel confused.

Lilith: You still think about it?~ Really?~

Gabriel: Well, I can’t help, you know how I always overthink about everything!

Lilith: Hehe, I know~ It’s one of your remarkable features~ Still, if you are curious about it, then no, I’m not~

Gabriel:....Wait, really?

Lilith: Yep~ After all, the past is the past~ It would be not wise of me to stay in the same point, don’t you think?~

Gabriel:...Fair point. But, are you sure? We did so much stuff that were against your and Lucifer’s ideas.

Lilith: And that’s natural. There is no perfect idea, point of view or opinion. That’s what makes us unique and different, but still unite us as a family.

Gabriel took a moment to think as sighed.

Gabriel: You’re right. The past is the past, we can’t come back to it.

Lilith: Yep~ So, what did you decide for yourself? I mean about Iris.

Gabriel took a moment to think again, analyzing everything that was said in this conversation. He felt that his relationship will take a long time like with Lilith and Jeff, and yet, deep inside he knew that feelings can’t lie. He wants to know more about Iris, he wants to be more with Iris, he wants to protect her, to just hold her hands, be someone she can rely on. But it required serious, maybe even heavy decisions.

Gabriel: It’s still too early to make a clear decision, as I’m still obedient to our Father’s laws. However, I do admit that Iris is important to me. Besides we gave a promise to each other to be good friends, so as an archangel I have no right to break that promise. When the time comes, I will tell her everything...myself.

Lilith: That’s my brother~

She pat him on the shoulder as it made him jump a bit from the surprise. He smiled to Lilith.

Gabriel: But I still can’t tell my brothers about it as I want to be sure they understand me. And hope that they will respect my choice.

Lilith: Like you did with Lucifer?

Gabriel:....I still can’t stand the thought of him doing something to Michael, but as long as Michael is fine, I’m calm.

Lilith: Sure sure~ I know how you can be “calm”~

Gabriel: Hey! Not you too!

She laughed as Gabriel made an irritated face, crossing his arms, which made Lilith laugh more.

Lilith: No need to be an angry hamster, I’m just kidding~

Gabriel: Yeah yeah, sure. Anyways, I think I will go back to Heaven.

Lilith: Aww, already?~ And not staying even for five minutes more?~

Gabriel: Well, I still have some duties to do.

Lilith: Okay, but let me at least show you how Cerberus looks like. So that you won’t have crazy thoughts~

Gabriel got nervous immediately as swallowed hard, already imagining how Cerberus looks like.

Gabriel: Ummm, I think I will live somehow without-

Lilith: Don’t be that stubborn, it’s only one chance to do it while Lucifer is not here~ Come on, let’s go~

He was about to say no, but Lilith grabbed his hand and together they went to the place where Cerberus was resting and chilling. Gabriel got super nervous as prayed that things don’t go too crazy.

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And that's the next part of the story^^ Gabriel made a not easy decision, but seems like it will take much more time for him to get used to it and to find his inner peace XD Also, how will the meeting with Cerberus go? XD

Lilith belongs to @wildstarfan and @captainthane

Gabriel belongs to @wildstarfan and @milasartblog (both me)

Okaria et Feria belongs to @wildstarfan and @captainthane

#my art #oc #oc character #okaria et feria #demon #angel #lilith #queen of succubi #queen of hell #archangel #gabriel #chat #decision #cerberus #meeting

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reg-arcturus-black · 4 years ago

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hey, my best person is a total simp for wolfstar and i think she would love to have you writing a little something about them. i was listening to invisible string by taylor when i related them to the song. hope you can evolve from this, thank you for your amazing work! ;)

A/N: Hi!

Okay, I have to say this is the first ask I have gotten and thank you so so so much! It means a lot!!

A modern AU where Remus has started working at Sirius' favourite cafe.

Again, thank you so much! ❤❤

I hope I have done justice to the plot and this is what you wanted! @lwthiddles

Masterlist

Invisible String (WolfStar Modern AU)

Ship: Modern WolfStar

Fluff

Word count: 1404

(Requests now open)

Sirius walked down the street with hands in his pockets, sighing deeply to himself. He had barely reached the 'adult' age and had to move out.

To say that he hated his family and everything they stood for would be understating it. The only reason he ever thought of going back was Regulus. He had already been corrupted but Sirius had a little hope left.

It was one of those evenings when he felt the world heavy on his shoulders and the thoughts of his brother filling his mind.

In order to clear his head, he had decided to take a walk and go to a cafe near his house. He would have asked James but he needed some alone time.

It was a small, peaceful place and had a few books on the shelves. People could add their own. It was a bit dark, but in a calming way.

The little bell by the door jingled when Sirius walked in and went straight to his favourite spot by the window. There already was a menu lying on the table, not that he needed it anyway and settled down on the super comfortable couch.

He flicked through the menu once to pass time until someone came to collect his order. It was the same old thing with the same old prices. This was what probably made the cafe his favourite, he thought. Permanence.

"Are you ready to order?"

He looked up and his heart skipped a beat. In front of him, with a notepad in hand was standing a gorgeous boy with beautiful eyes. He was kind of lanky but not skinny. They both seemed the same age.

He had a pen tucked behind his ear and was looking at Sirius expectantly, with almost the same expression.

They were looking at each other dumbfounded before the other boy cleared his throat and looked away. "What can I get for you?" He asked.

:readmore

"Um..." Sirius said, searching his brain for words. Which was weird because he had the menu remembered since the last 2 years and ordered the same thing every time. But now, he could barely let out a squeak. "I - I um, Mocha, please."

He nodded and grabbing his pen, jolted it down. "Be back soon," he said and walked away.

Sirius watched until he was out of sight and exhaled in relief. It was like he had forgotten how to breathe in his presence. He sighed loudly and put his head down on the table.

His phone vibrated and he took it out, trying to control his emtionsa and distract himself.

James: Where you at?

Sirius: getting coffee

mate

a guy too amazing to go out with me works here

IDK WHAT TO DO

HELP ME

James: XD

Sure he is

Sirius: dude

come on

James: Fine fine

What's his name?

Sirius: idk

James: Is this the first time you have seen him there?

Does he feel the same way?

Sirius: maybe

idk

James: Did you at least talk to him?

Sirius:bno

James: Oh dear lord

TALK TO HIM

You will need to do something!

Sirius: he's back ttyl

Sirius hastily shoved the phone back into his pocket and watched carefully as the perfect guy to ever exist placed the coffee on the table.

"Thanks," he said. One word. That was progress. But not enough. "Sirius," muttered, just as he had turned to leave.

"Remus," he replied with a smile and walked away.

It was the most beautiful smile ever! He just wanted to swoon and prayed that the smile never disappeared.

At least he had gotten the name, he smiled, sipping the coffee. He wanted to look for him on social media so going to the cafes page, he checked out all the photos and even followers. He couldn't find a Remus anywhere. The search showed him hundreds of Remus' so he just gave up, figuring out he'll ask himself.

He didn't see Remus for the next ten minutes and his heart kind of sunk. A while later, some other girl came up and asked if he wanted something else.

She seemed kind enough so he asked her. "The one who was here before... Remus. Where's he?"

"Went home," she shrugged. "Will be back tomorrow."

Sirius wanted to see him again. It was almost a necessity. Little did he know, Remus felt the same way. Like being drawn to him.

*****

The next day, Sirius walked in at the same time and sat at the same place, waiting for Remus. Someone else took his order and he couldn't find the boy anywhere so disappointed, he left.

The day after that, too, he came in and waited for him, but didn't see him. With a small text to James and a sad sigh, he went home.

This went on for at least a week before Sirius gave up hope. He tried not to think of the beautiful boy in the cafe but couldn't help himself.

It was when James had pulled him out of the house for a stroll again that he saw Remus through the window, sitting at his favourite spot, counting money.

Without a word, he ran inside and sat down opposite him. "You," he said, panting. "I came in here looking for you everyday! Where were you?" His heart was pounding but mind felt at ease at Remus' sight.

It was like relief had washed over Remus, too and sitting back into his seat, he closed his eyes and smiled.

Sirius couldn't help but blush at his smile.

"I waited for you, everyday, too," he said, opening his eyes and leaning forward. "But my shifts changed and when I didn't see you for a week, I thought I wouldn't see you again."

"Oh..." Sirius replied and Remus let out a chuckle.

"Now that we did meet again," he started. "I was wondering if - "

"Yes," Remus interrupted.

"You didn't let me finish," Sirius laughed.

"But I know. And yes, I would love to go out with you!"

Sirius felt blood rush to his cheeks as he grinned sheepishly. "That's, um, brilliant!" He cleared his throat. "When - when do you think we can.."

"Now?" Remus asked excitedly. "I am done for the day." Truth be told, he was too impatient to wait and something told him same was the case with Sirius.

He nodded enthusiastically and both of them left the cafe. Sirius saw James waiting outside and finger saluted him. He simply smirked in reply and watched the two boys go.

"Where do you want to go?" Remus asked.

"Well, I loved that cafe and you were sitting at my favourite spot..."

"We can't go where I work!" He exclaimed. "I'll show you a place."

Sirius shrugged and followed him as he walked towards a park. There was nothing special about the park but it was beautiful because it was simple and had a lake in the middle. It reflected the yellowish-red of the setting sun.

They exchanged their numbers, socials and talked all the while. About everything and anything.

Remus told him about his family and parents but didn't flinch or run away when he told him about his. They had hit it off suddenly but they weren't surprised. They had expected it and wanted it.

Remus saw Sirius casually walking around with him around the lake, hands in his pockets and he looked so handsome. His right hand was covered with tattoos and veins. It was a sight to behold. "I have never done this before." He said suddenly.

Sirius looked at him with brows raised.

"I mean," he started, feeling embarrassed. "I have dated a few girls... but... not this. First time with a guy..."

"Oh," Sirius said softly. "Well, I honestly don't mind. It is my honour to be the first guy in your life." He winked.

Remus sighed in relief but his breath got stuck again as the other boy moved closer to him.

Remus understood and taking bigger steps, held Sirius' face and brushed his lips against his. Before he knew, Sirius deepened it and pulled him towards him.

They pulled apart after a minute to catch their breath and rested their foreheads against each other.

"You, know," Sirius whispered. "Ever since I saw you, I thought I was being pulled to you..."

Remus smiled and nodded, bringing him into another kiss. "Yeah, like there was some invisible string tying you to me."

#wolfstar #remus lupin #sirius black #wolfstar fanfiction #marauders #maraudersera #marauders fanfiction #harry potter #harry potter fanfiction #modern au #modern wolfstar #taylor swift #invisible string

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erixyin · 5 years ago

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Idk where i saw this but i need to write my own

MLQC Boys React - MC wearing their shirt/tshirt as a dress in public.

Note: have been dating for a while, like 6 months?

A little NSFW but not too bad x

Victor:

You had stayed over at his for the weekend and now it was Sunday and you had run out of clean none-casual clothes. And you had forgotten to pack any with you or go shopping because you had been very distracted all weekend. By victor without a shirt on wahhhhhh

You rummaged through his closet quickly. Boi was already at work he had a 6am meeting. You dont know how he has the energy to do that. You would literally die if someone said you have to be out of bed before 6am

He looked at his long fancy shirts and you had an idea. You grabbed the one that felt the nicest and that was not the boring grey shirts he usually had. It was a purple silk shirt and it came down to about your knees. MC is so small.

Little did you know that that was literally one of the most expensive shirts he owned...

NOT IN THE CAPACITY TO KNOW FANCY BRAND NAMES OK

You sinched it in at the waist with a belt you had worn over the weekend and put on some gold earrings and necklace. You finished the look with black tights and your black doc martens, PRAYING that no one at work would mind that you looked more SMART CASUAL than SMART.

You thought u looked hella cute in the mirror so u went to work at 9am.

You had forgotten you had a meeting with Victor at 11am.

he did a double take when you walked into the room.

He squinted at your “dress” and you could tell he was going through his memory bank of where he had seen it before.

“Is that... new?” He asked eyeing you every so often before glancing back down to your weekly report

“Uh... yeah relatively. Do u like it?” You asked innocently batting your eyes.

“Where’s it from?” He passed you back your report, forgetting to give any negative comments unusually. He thought you looked hella cute but he totally wasn’t going to tell u that.

“I-I can’t remember.” You blushed hiding behind the report a little.

He stood up and leaned against the front of his desk, now towering above you casually. “I thought you had enough clothes, without needing to borrow mind”

Ok. Now you were bright red.

“D-d-do you not like it?” You stammered and then flashed him a cheeky smile, “i can take it off and give it you back”.

Victor’s hear stopped momentarily before going “Dummy” and patting you gently on the head.

You walked out of his office 2 hours later feeling on top of the world. that’s not the only thing you were on top of

Mr CEO was surprisingly in a good mood for the rest of the day and even gave Goldman a small smile. GOLDMAN IS FREAKING OUT.

Lucien:

It had been a last minute decision sleepover... totally innocent absolutely nothing happened what are you talking about.

Lucien had already left for a lecture he was giving at the university. You had promised to meet up with him once he had finished his schedule.

Now you totally COULD simply go back to your apartment and pick out something you’d worn a few times and Lucien had seen you in. OR you could actually conduct an experiment of your own and make Lucien hella blushy - even if boi went a little red it would be a triumph in himself. BOI HAS A BETTER POKER FACE THAN VICTOR HOW

Being a little bit devious you decided to raid Lucien’s closet. BOI LIKES TO BE STYLISH

He has everything coordinated by colour and by season/activity. Jumpers go in the bottom right next to the winter coats and shirts were hung up towards the left for those “casual days”.

Boi doesnt own a tshirt, he only knows smart casual and smart. Loungewear? Sweatpants?? Boi has never heard of em

Most of his clothes were black and white with a tad bit of grey and brown in there but you found at the very back of the wardrobe a white shirt with pink butterflies patterned over it. Masculinity is so fragile, let the man wear pink. He can OWN it.

You decided to go for it and match it with thigh high suede wedges to give yourself a little extra height. You sinched it in with a simple black studded belt and added nude tights. You put your hair up into a “cute messy” bun and popped a pencil in to keep it in place. You paired it with a little black satchel and “natural” makeup with maybe a red lip tint? Lucien likes a red lip and you can’t tell me otherwise

It was about 2pm and you decided to head over to the university. A little spring in your step.

You knew his schedule by now so you knew he’d be in his office round about now. You checked the times 2:30pm. Half an hour before his next and final lecture.

You entered his office, you didnt need to knock anymore. He knew it was you. Students would always giggle LOUDLY outside his office before knocking. Mainly female students and you PRETENDED not to notice.

He could totally tell you noticed and were trying to hide it

You saw him tapping away on his computer, eyes lost in data.

You plopped your bag over the sofa and walked over to his desk. Kinda annoyed he hadn’t noticed you but also kinda excited because of the build up?

He had a light smile on his face, “Hello MC, i was expecting you a little lat-“ he glanced at your outfit. Boi actually halted his sentence. You were delighted.

You saw the tips of his ears turn pink. successs

he gulped and brought a hand up to his face as his eyes looked at your outfit in detail before looking you directly in the eye, a michevious look on his face, “i haven’t seen that shirt in a very long time. Have to say, it looks better on you”. He watched as you leant over the desk resting on your elbows.

“I think the thigh highs are a nice bonus” he said making it very obvious at where he was looking.

“What time is your next lecture again Luci?” You asked sweetly, leaning over to boop his nose gently.

“Actually my last lecture had to cancel due to some strange unforeseen circumstances”, he said typing the email as he spoke.

“Isn’t that lucky?” He chuckled while glancing at the office door

You gave him a brief kiss on the cheek, “very lucky”

He didn’t make it to the 3pm lecture

Gavin:

He had left some of his clothes at yours before heading out on a mission. He’d been gone for a few days but he had called and said he would be home soon. Weekends were usually spent with you waiting for gavin. He had promised he would stop going on big missions now he had something to come home to.

You kinda got bored waiting for him, because he said he’d be home today. You had told Eli that if he came back with a new bandage you were going to kill him and make him sit in a salt bath. Eli knew you weren’t joking.

You decided to pull out one of the many tshirts he had left at yours. It was an old rock n roll band tshirt. You didn’t know them too well but Gavin had liked to listen to their music every now and then. He didn’t wear it that often anymore, it was a bit too tight on him since he had bought it in his college days.

You had washed it already because you sometimes slept in it. You had been binge watching DIY youtube videos all day when you had a great idea. You really liked the look of the cut out ladder look the girl had done in her youtube video so you decided to do the same. You grabbed a pair of scissors and got to work.

You also decided to give the thsirt a little bit of a v-neck but leaving a piece around the neck for that fake choker look. You looked at your handy work and decided you really quite liked it. The back wasn’t too exposed because of the laddered look but you could always wear something underneath like a mesh top.

It came down to just lower than your thigh. You looked at yourself in the mirror. Considering it was the only piece of clothing you had on right now besides your little running shorts, you thought you looked really cute.

You spun around happy when you saw gavin staring at you COMPLETELY RED outside the window.

“Gavin!” You squealed excitedly as you went to open the window and let him in.

The wind blew underneath your dress/tshirt a little to lift it. You quickly pulled it back down.

Bird cop has stopped working

“You look...” Gavin stood in front of you staring at you. You could see there was a new scar on his neck and arm but no bleeding on any of his clothes.

“I’m so glad you’re home!” You wrapped your arms around him, breathing in his scent

He hugged you bag but went even more red - is that even possible??? - when he felt that the back was laddered and an entrance to your bare back.

“Um you look... very cute” he was now imaging you wearing all of his clothes. Boi was beetroot red someone help him.

“I could pair this with some denim shorts and it would be a date night outfit yeah?” You said taking a step back and spinning round for him

MC why u wanna make this precious boi jealous?? XD

He pulled you in for a quick kiss, “no this is just for me. You’re mine. No one else can see you looking this...” he paused as his ears started to go red again, “good”

Safe to say you didnt kill him for discovering he had several bruises across his back. BUT MC U SAID NO BANDAGES OR BLEEDING SO TECHNICALLY ITS FINE

Kiro:

You had woken up super late - like 11am - after gaming and doing other stuff.... all night. Your body still kinda hurt and ached a little... clearly from doing all of that just dance marathon stuff. If you think kiro isn’t a just dance kinda man i will fight you

The bed was more spacious than normal and you didn’t have a cute blonde cuddling up next to you. Odd. You looked over towards the bathroom but the light was off.

God what day was it? You reached over sluggishly to the bedside table and looked at your phone. It was Wednesday but thankfully you were having a week off after finishing a big project with Kiro’s help.

You had worked the hardest with the late nights and the weekends you had sacrificed. Anna and Kiki thought it was best for you to have a little holiday.

You stretched and sat up. You looked around. Kiro’s jeans were gone and phone. Maybe he had gone to the shops?

You honestly couldnt remember if had anything in his schedule today. Even though he was taking a mini holiday himself - you both timed it perfectly - he still had to do interviews here and there to make Savin happy.

You rubbed your eyes. You didn’t remember where you’re clothes from last night were but they were in NO state to wear. Clearly because of all the sweat from just dance AND NOTHING ELSE ;)

You opened Kiro’s walk in wardrobe. You lazily looked for something to just wear so that you could walk round the house, comfortable but not just nude. Kiro’s house was big and Savin had a key

You picked up a signature yellow and white tshirt that Kiro often wore to events and fan signings. It matched his hoodie but it was perfect for the warmer weather.

Boi was only a few inches taller than you so it JUST came to below your butt. You’d have to bend from the knees and not the waist. Unless you want your butt to be on show.

You found some black unused underwear and popped them on. You debated onto weather you could be bothered putting socks on or not. Then you remembered that Kiro had central floor heating so nahhhhhh

You wandered round the house looking for Kiro. Your bare feet making a gentle thudding noise across the marble floor.

You gave up home when you couldnt find him in the games room or living room so you decided to go get yourself a snack.

You walked in and froze as you saw Kiro. In front of a camera. A LIVE camera. And Savin sat just out of frame.

You just remembered that wednesday afternoons were the weekly Kiro livestreams.

KILL ME

Boi instantly caught your eye and then looked at what you were wearing - barely anything

Whatever he was saying before he was silent. Boi was SHOOKETH. He COUGHED LOUDLY and went a bright scarlet red from his neck to his face.

The livestream chat was going mental as they couldnt see you from the camera angle positioned on Kiro’s face. They were wondering what he was getting so worked up about. It was a really good job that the camera could only see from the waist up

“H-hey guys, sorry I’m gonna have to cut the livestream short.” Savin had his head in his hands, “I’m just not..” he stole another glance at you while you were trying to reach the top of the shelf where the cookies were and his tshirt lifted up higher exposing more. “I’m just not feeling too good.” He chuckled bashfully as he rubbed the back of his neck embarrassed.

The chat soon filled up with #get better soon kiro as well as #curiouskiro was trending. Some people speculated that Kiro might have a lover. The fan theories went mental.

“I’ll see you guys next week bye!” And the livestream ended. You blushed as you saw Kiro’s gaze and you crunched on your cookies while looking at the floor.

Savin got up to go and leave and sort things out for Kiro online, to make ensure his reputation wasn’t going to fall because of this unexpected situation.

“Thats my tshirt!” He said as he came over to you still red

“Yeah... and?” You mumbled a mouth full of cookies. Thats not the only thing your mouth’s gonna be full of in a minute miss chips - I’m sorry please forgive me i had to XD

“Miss chips is not allowed to look that good” he whined, “i was doing an interview, i was gonna be back in like half an hour and you looked so peaceful-“

You pressed a finger to his lips to shush him, “well we can still go back to bed now...”

SAY. NO. MORE

Boi picked u up and carried you upstairs, bridal style.

A week later you made your relationship public. At first the fans were a little upset but then soon adored you when you revealed a little of why Kiro was so blushy the previous Wednesday. #blushyboikiro was trending for a MONTH

BONUS: Shaw:

He had to rush off to his exam in the morning after promising to meet up afterwards for breakfast/lunch

This was at 8am. [bitch you aint getting out of bed at 8am on a day off? Beauty sleep is very important]

His exam was three hours long [the pain of uni exams, i get you Shaw i get you] and you woke up at 11:39

SHIT

You scrambled for your things but the night before outfit was not really brunch appropriate so you settled for something a lil more casual [and devious]

You grabbed one of his favourite tshirts which fell down to your mid thigh, and cut a slit at the bottom and safety pinned it together [ya know for that EDGY look] [i dont know what the kids are up to these days but i saw my friend do it and she’s cool so]

You grabbed ur cropped zip hoodie, put on some thigh high stockings, put on ur black boot heels from last night and you were ready to go. [you also sprayed some perfume on ur neck, wrist and garter while u were at it. LOOK SIS YOU DEVIOUS AND U KNOW THAT SHAW LIKES IT]

You rushed out the door and thankfully the subway wasnt busy and you got there just as the doors opened and the students came plodding out. You stood there with a coffee in your hand and the other one twiddling your hair in an OH so cute way. [you know how to look cute mmkay]

Several students walked out through the doors but you didnt end up seeing him. Darn you for being so short.

So you sat down on the low wall near the university’s fountain. Your little safety pin glistening in the sun and the tshirt putting your garter on show. [we like that casual but i secretly put in loads of effort kinda vibe]

You started scrolling through Moments incase he got out early but the shitty university wifi meant that it wasn’t refreshing. Furthermore the sun was shining in ur eyes so you couldnt really see much even when your phone was on full brightness

Then a tall shadow blocked the sun and you looked up and saw Shaw stood over you with a sleepy but piercing gaze.

“What are you doing wearing my Black Sabbath Tshirt?” He looked you up and down. Boi was clearly shook but he was damned if he was going to let you know this. Even though you already knew this.

“What you don’t like it? How did your exam go?” You said getting up to give him a quick hug. You knew Shaw had expressed he wasn’t a fan of physical affection but he secretly enjoyed the odd hug/hand holding or head scratch from you. Though he would never share this

“You really think you can distract me from your lazy sense of style?” He raised his eyebrows and looked you up and down again. You could see the twinkle of mischief in his eyes.

“Your rebelliousness has rubbed off onto me” [in more ways than one] you gave him a little spin raising your arms a little so that the top of the stockings and garter would come on show.

You could see that his nose went a little red along with the tips of cheeks. He coughed and placed both hands on ur arms firmly. “Let’s go get something to eat.” He swung you around so that you were now walking back to the subway, with his arm round you.

“But this is the way home...?” You started as you turned to look at his face, still walking

“Well we’re skipping straight to dessert” you could see the glint in his eyes and you allowed yourself to be lead.

Now that thsirt was his absolute favourite, especially whenever you decided to surprise him with it after an exam x

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paper-chain-queen · 5 years ago

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String Of Fate

Kyo Sohma X FReader

Soulmate Au / Red string that connects you to your soulmate

Words: 1,800+

Well... I enjoy soulmate stuff so I thought I would try and take a whack at it... please forgive me :p Also... such an original title, right? XD

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You looked down at the red-string wrapped around your pinkie. It felt especially tight today.

Where are you?

"Your staring again.." A voice called out, bringing you out of your thoughts.

"Huh?"

" You're not gonna find them just by staring at it you know." Your friend teased, pushing you playfully, but it almost caused you to fall out of your chair.

"Easy for you to say, you're soul mate just happened to move next door when you were like 5." You pushed right back, you were teasing her, but you were slightly jealous of her luck.

" I was 10!" She corrected you, and then you both burst into giggles, earning small stares from the people in the little cafe.

".... You could always live in our basement." She proposed once you both had quieted down. You had to shake your head; it was nice that she wanted to keep you around, but there was a small part of you that was excited for the new adventure.

It was sad to think that there was a chance you would never see her again. She was a massive part of your life, and now you were moving across the pacific.

You had grown up in a small household with only your parents, no siblings. And they had hardly been around. Growing up in a large, empty house, it was the nanny that you had spent most of your time with, at least she was nice. Father was a busy CEO and Mother... mother was a socialite, known for always stepping out in the most recent designs and appearing at all the most exclusive social events. They weren't soul mates, and they didn't marry out of love. It had been more of a business deal. Mother had wanted to be 'comfortable,' and Father wanted a beautiful wife.

But times had changed, and the business deal had run out.

Mother had refused to stand by anymore while Father had an affair after affair. While you weren't happy about moving, you were slightly impressed that your Mother had finally put her foot down after years of being cheated on. You guessed that after a while, even she got bored with fine jewels.

You had no dreams of fame or riches. You had watched and learned that it didn't lead to happiness.

"You'll be fine. Katie will keep be sure to keep you company." You couldn't help but tease your childhood friend who's face blew up red at the mention of her girlfriend and soul mate. You had seen them together, and while you were happy for her ... it had left you feeling a little lonely and wishing you could find your soul mate already.

All you wanted in this world was to find the one person you were made for.

To love and be loved.

" Hey! Let's go to the park. Maybe the swings are available." She suggested as you left your regular cafe, grabbing her half-finished frappucino from the table.

"Sure, sounds fun." You agreed, feeling nostalgic about the local neighbourhood park you had grown up with, the swings had been where you first met your best friend.

You knew your friend was just trying to make you feel better and have one last good day before you left, but honestly. It all felt so bittersweet. You miss your life, but this was for the best. Your Mother needed to get away and be with her family. It would be for the best, and you did like your grandparents. They were soul mates and very cute together, plus they liked to spoil you.

You and your friend joked around and shared stories while you walked to the park when you had gotten there, the only people some teens were using the basketball court.

Sitting on the swings, swinging back and forth gently, she caught you glancing at your pinkie again.

"Maybe you'll find your soul mate in Japan! Wouldn't that be amazing! So romantic." She again tried to cheer you up, and you gave her a small smile.

" Maybe..." and you looked back down at the small red string on your right pinky. It had always been tight for as long as you could remember, some days it felt like it would rip right off. Where ever they were, they were far away.

" I'll let you know." You played it cool and winked at your friend, but she knew the way you always looked at the string she couldn't see. Waiting. Hoping. She wanted you to find happiness and love just as she had found it with her soul mate.

"I'll miss you." She said as she grabbed your hand and gave it a small squeeze.

"I'll miss you too."

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The morning sun shined down on Kaibara High school, it was going to be a beautiful day, but an orange-haired teen had a weird feeling his gut, and it had him a bit on edge. Well. More on edge than usual.

Kyo stared out at the window of his homeroom class. Everyone was gossiping about a new transfer student and he couldn't care less.

" A lot of noise over some new kid." He grumbled, annoyed with how loud the class was being.

"Aw Kyon, your no fun. " Uo teased, giving him a cheeky smile.

"Watch it, delinquent!"

He snapped at her, his orange eyes glaring holes into his blonde classmate. She only began to challenge him more, and Tohru had to try and settle them down before the teacher came with the new student.

It was weird for someone to transfer in the middle of second year. A part of Kyo felt bad for the new student as he had transferred in the middle of his first year of high school, and while he would never admit to it. It was scary, especially with all the boy crazy girls at this school.

The door slid open, and the teacher entered holding a clipboard.

"Everyone, take your seats. We have a new student joining us. Please be welcoming. You can come in now." The teacher called, and a few moments later, Kyo felt a small tug from his pinky but watched as the line started to slack.

It was minuscule, but there was a movement from the string. He had been so distracted by the red string wrapped around his pinky that he had missed the new student walking in and introducing herself.

Kyo found himself often glaring at the red string around his pinkie finger. It was just a big joke to him, as if the universe was taunting him. There was 'apparently' supposed to be someone out there for him, someone who he would love and who would love him.

Bullshit.

It was ridiculous. Zodiac members rarely ever had soul mates. It was practically unheard of. It was a shock to the Sohma family when Kyo had asked as a child why he had a tight red string around his finger, and he could never see where it would lead.

When he was first told about it, he was naive and young, excited to meet the person on the other side, but now he knew better. There was no hope for someone like him. He prayed he would never have to meet the person 'the universe' had picked for him. He couldn't imagine what kind of person would want to be with Cat of the Zodiac, the most cursed of his family. Cursed to be an outcast.

Fated to be alone.

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" I'm (L/N) (Y/N), nice to meet you." You smiled at the class and bowed while thanking you're lucky stars that your Mother had been making you practice Japanese intensely since you were a young girl so you could communicate with your grandparents. The class broke out into a sea of comments and questions, you could barely make out what everyone was saying.

"Wah she's so beautiful!"

" She better not look at Prince Yuki."

" Aww! I was hoping we were going to get another hot boy."

" Hey, think she has a boyfriend?"

"Everyone settle down, please." The teacher called out over the noise, but a few people persisted, asking questions.

"Are you a model?"

"Um.. no.. but thank you?" You answered, feeling a little embarrassed as you felt your cheeks warm slightly.

" Where are you from?"

" California."

You were already missing the ocean breeze from your patio and you reminded yourself to google where the closest beach was.

"Hollywood!" A student gushed with excitement.

You laughed and explained that while you didn't live in 'Hollywood,' it was only a few hours away from your old house. With good traffic.

"Do you have any hobbies?"

" I like camping and going on hikes." Your family wasn't much for camping, but your friend's family always let you tag along with them.

Another round of questions came, but the teacher stopped them.

"Go sit next to Sohma Kyo. There's an empty seat beside him." The teacher instructed, and you looked across the classroom to see if you could find 'Kyo.'

There was an empty seat next to a boy with brilliant orange hair and handsome features. You felt your heart skip a beat.

He's so handsome

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Kyo finally looked up, and the new student was walking towards him. The teenager had never seen anyone like her. All the colours seemed brighter, time seemed to slow, but he felt his heart rate speed up. The way her hair flowed behind, the sun shining on her skin, making her glow.

She's... gorgeous...

The new student was taking him in as well, a small, cute blush on her cheeks. Her eyes wandered to his hand, and a little gasp left her parted mouth.

"It's you?" She whispered and his heart felt like it was going to explode. A large smile appeared on her face she lifted her hand to show off the red string around her pinky that only the two connected could see. He didn't want this, anything but this.

No.

He didn't want a soul mate. He couldn't. It wasn't possible. They were never supposed to meet.

It can't be...

The universe really did hate him. She was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. And he couldn't have her.

She was about to say something, but Kyo was quick to cut her off, standing up in a hurry and taking a step back, making his chair clatter to the ground in his haste.

"NO! Stay the hell away from me!" Kyo screamed at the girl, his words cutting like a knife.

Her eyes widened, and she took a step back, confusion spread from her face, and the other students started calling out at him.

"What is your problem, Kyo?!"

"That's so rude!"

"Poor (L/N)-San."

Kyo looked around at his classmates. They had no idea at what had just happened because they wouldn't be able to see the red string connecting the two, but the girl just stared at him. Her large eyes filled with confusion, which then turned to sadness; he was unable to look away. Fat tears started flowing down her cheeks, and something in Kyo broke.

All he wanted to do was engulf her in a hug. Hold her close. But he couldn't.

Life wasn't fair. At least not to him.

Kyo scoffed at the ground and then went to the window, opening it up and jumping out. Escaping and running away, the red string tightening around his finger like a vice. He left like it could fall off, and he honestly, that would hurt less than the pain in his heart.

It's hopeless.

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#Fruits Basket #fanfiction #soul mate au #kyo sohma #kyo sohma x reader #fruits basket fanfiction #angst #is it angst?#part 2?#yes or no?

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