#i dont know if you meant a scenario where like he leaves or if he stays with the group but is a traitor amongst them or something

[crazylittlejester]

I think wars would be evil because hear me out, instead of it being because he’s to overconfident. It’s because his self esteem is terrible and went DOWN. Do you SEE the parallels. He feels like the chain doesn’t care about him bc self esteem issues be relating in the microwave. But Dink is the one who tells him it’s ok makes him feel loved like he’s important he listens to him he makes wars feel like he matters to SOMEBODY. And it hurts even more when he learns Dink was using him, because if the only person he thought truly loved him was using him, does that mean he’s unlovable that dink was lying when he said those things is wars really just what the chain thought he was? It makes it harder to adjust to being with the chain again. Because he doesn’t understand why they’d want him back. He’s not even technically they’re brother. Why do they still want him?

hmmm, I can definitely see it. I think it would take a LOT to get him to turn against the others though. Even if he genuinely fully believed they didn’t care about him at all, I don’t think he’d ever want to betray them and prove to them he’s horrible (if he thinks thats how they see him), and I don’t think he’d ever want to hurt them. Dink would have to convince him somehow that joining HIM would protect the others, or that Dink was the only one who could save them or something, and he’d have to be incredibly persistent and manipulative to weasel his way into Wars’s head. Maybe Dink even promises if Warriors joins him he can break the cycle or something and spare whatever heroes would come after Wars. I don’t think Warriors would ever intentionally hurt the others, if he betrayed them it would be because he fully believed what he was doing was helping them. Unless they all did something absolutely HORRIFIC to him that broke his trust and he felt he needed to get revenge? But I think he cares about the others too much to ever hurt them intentionally

Personally, if Wars was going to turn to the dark side, I don’t think he’d let himself be second in command to ANYONE. No matter how low his self esteem gets, I don’t think he’d ever want to feel like he’s taking orders from someone higher than him again

But I can see this, and it’d make a really interesting fic idea! fuckin RIP to my boy Warriors and his identity issues 😭

[lint-beetle4]

Can u do a Macaque x Female reader smut. The scenario is that they had some history and dont want the group to know(but they eventually find out). One night, Macaque and reader talks and they let out how they felt ever since they split. " Like even though I was mad at u I still loved u" or like "When it rained I remembered how u liked it". Then they just make love knowing they missed each other.

Old Scars (Macaque x Fem!Reader Smut)

The Guardian and The Warrior were like the stars and the moon, their light reaching where The Sun's rays missed, casting the world in their protective glow

This story is as old as time itself, yet many failed to realize that as the sun and his shadow grew, the stars twinkled weakly compared to the light around them

So, as The Moon chased The Sun, the stars were left to glow in the dark sky, forever to wait for the cold moonlight to return with the sun's rays

You and Macaque were old, ancient in modern times

Of course, that meant you naturally found each other when empires were thriving and the world seemed big, gravitating towards the other as immortal beings

Yet, something happened between the two of you, something that led to you leaving Macaque's side and away from Wukong

In the modern age, you found him again, surrounded by new friends and old foes

You wanted to run from him, but you couldn't escape his ears. He still remembered what your heartbeat sounded like

So there you were, surrounded by strangers while two pairs of eyes looked at you with such melancholy--deep down, you wondered if death would set you free from the pain you've lived through

"So, Monkey King--this another enemy of yours?" Pigsy sighed, turning to you with a tired gaze. "Look, you're gonna fight, do it outside my shop, will ya?"

You averted your gaze from the surprised monkeys before you, shaking your head with a nervous smile. "No, no, I just smelled the food from your shop. I--err--wanted to buy some noodles."

Pigsy perked up, shock evident in his face. "Oh--Well, you have any preferences in your noodles?"

"No, this is my first time trying them if I'm honest." You chuckled, remembering the lands you've traveled during your life. "I'll have whatever you think is best."

"One house special then."

As you waited for the food, you felt more eyes on you, a group of familiar energies before you. Macaque looked away, almost hiding behind Wukong as a young man turned to the monkey.

"Monkey King?"

Wukong sighed, still looking at you with those pathetic eyes. "It's been so long. Where do I even begin?"

"By letting me eat my food," You shrugged, grabbing the hot bowl. "You haven't changed a bit, Great Sage. I see Macaque still hides behind you as well."

Macaque remained unresponsive to your quip, and you merely ate in spite of it. Wukong stepped closer to you. "Where have you been all this time? I couldn't find you anywhere after--"

"Sorry, but just--not here, Wukong." You set down your chopsticks, eyes boring into the shadow behind him. "I'm trying to eat."

A girl stepped up to you, eyes naively curious yet her voice confident and strong. "So, what your deal with those two?"

You fought back a laugh. "We just have--a complicated past is all. Macaque and I were a team, partners. But, I was too weak to stay by his side. I'm not powerful like him and Wukong."

"It wasn't like that." Macaque growled, glaring at you. "You never came back-- We needed you."

"You didn't need shit, Liu-Er." You stood up, broth sour on your tongue as you paid for you meal with a hefty tip. "Neither of you did."

You left the building quietly, returning to your home.

The presence of The Warrior was obvious to those who knew him--you were no exception. Turning your head, the glowing eyes of your shadow widened, Macaque emerging strangely quiet.

"You needed anything?"

Macaque sighed, a growl underneath his throat. "Look, I just--the argument--everything that happened I just--"

"You what?" You snapped, eyes glaring daggers into the agitated simian. "You didn't mean to leave me behind, fueled by your petty anger towards Wukong? You didn't mean to attack Wukong's master, leaving me alone--?"

"He left us first!"

"The moment Wukong was freed from that mountain-- the moment you laid eyes on him again, you went mad!" You shouted, voice quivering against your will. "You died for a cause that didn't exist. You died trying to send Wukong to his old ways."

Macaque practically snarled. "He killed me."

"I know." You whispered, hugging yourself tightly. "I tried to stop you. I tried to save you from yourself, and you pushed me away."

"You hurt me, Macaque." You shuddered. "And because I couldn't stop you, you got killed trying to be a monster."

"It's just like you to take the blame for something that doesn't involve you." Macaque scoffed. "The world has been brought to its knees more than once, but now you show up, spewing your self-pity?"

"You said it yourself--You didn't want to see me around anymore." You sighed. "Plus, Wukong wasn't too pleased that I didn't tell him about your plan. I didn't want to be a memory lingering over his head, so I simply just--left."

"Oh please, you know Wukong loves to see you." Macaque rolled his eyes. "...I didn't mean it."

"What?"

"I didn't mean to hurt you like that. I didn't mean to push you away...You were right," Macaque's gaze lowered, his shoulder tense. "I was a fool to try and convince Wukong away from his journey, and I paid the price for it."

"That day--When I left, before I--" Macaque sighed, gritting his teeth. "Before that, I was so afraid of losing you. I was angry at Wukong--at myself, but I was afraid you'd join Wukong and leave me behind."

Macaque reached out, gently grabbing your hand. "I didn't want to be alone. I didn't want to be forgotten."

"When Wukong told me everything," You smiled sadly. "It was raining... like that Sun had hidden itself away, allowing only darkness in the world. I was--I was--I felt like I lost everything that day."

"I didn't see Wukong again after that, and--" You swallowed harshly, tears emerging from the corner of your eyes. "Every time it rained, I knew I wouldn't see you again either."

You felt strong arms embrace you, squeezing you gently. "I came back."

"I saw--" You laughed. "You certainly made an entry with how much property damage you caused."

Macaque smiled fondly, nuzzling into your hair. "What did you expect? You know I have a knack for the dramatics."

"I missed you so much." You kissed the shadow demon's cheek. "I could never stop loving you, y'know."

Macaque cupped your face, pecking your lips. "Neither could I. I'm so glad to have a second chance with you in it."

In a flash, Macaque had taken you to your bedroom, kisses and light nips littering your neck.

You chuckled beneath the increasingly desperate monkey--only you could get him so worked up with a few words. Macaque tore off your clothes--actually ripping a hole in one of them to your dismay-- hands fondling your body, squeezing your breasts as another traced circles into your hips.

You jolted as Macaque's teeth lightly bit around your nipple, tongue soothing you quickly. The shadow monkey was meticulous in showing his dedication to you, biting at you collarbones and shoulders and rubbing at the soft skin in your inner-thigh.

You gasped lightly as his finger entered your pussy, stroking the inner walls with pressure that you out of breath in an instant. Macaque entered another finger, stretching you slightly as his scissored the two appendages, curling up to find the sensitive spot that made you moan loudly.

His hand drilled into you, fingers digging into your walls while another hand help your hips down. You grinded against hand, practically screaming his name as you felt his tongue lap at your clit, his mouth sucking it lightly.

Your body felt light, drifting through the waves of pleasure that were rising in your core. Feeling your pussy tighten against the fingers that abused your g-spot, you whimper lightly, hips trying to grind deeper into them.

Macaque's voice was by your ear, familiar shadows stimulating your clit and hugging your body, "Go on, cum for me. Let me hear that beautiful voice of yours."

You moaned deeply, feeling your orgasm wash over you almost painfully. You breathed heavily as Macaque pet your thighs comfortingly. You looked at lover, seeing his flushed face gleam at you warmly.

Eyes drifting, you saw how painfully hard Macaque was. Lifting your heavy body, you laid Macaque on his back, crawling over him as your second wind slowly came to you.

"I've craved you for so long, my shade." You smiled, stroking Macaque's cock as he looked at you with wide eyes. "Eternity could pass, and I'll still crave you more."

[prettyboykatsuki]

i dont believe in falling in love through sex like it being enough to build a relationship on but oliver who accidentally falls for u might just change that. the man is a menace he makes my flight or fight instinct go off. but you know those videos where a baby deer cuddles big cats as a fawn response because no way they can outrun or outfight it? yeah that is my survival instinct around him

i get where u are coming from fs. however as someone who doesn’t hold sex as a particularly valuable act i unfortunately do think just sex is more than enough to build an intimate relationship on unfortunately shdjfns and i do think oliver Will Teach You That.

even if you place no value on sex itself there is something unique and particular to the act of having it with someone who genuinely respects you as a person. oliver is a lot of things but a lot of his popularity and charm are his sincerity of his approach. every person he meets and decides to be with automatically earns both his time and attention.

but he’s highly, highly emotionally intelligent so it is weaved with a very genuine sense of interest. he’s incredibly talented at making a person feel like he and them are the only people in a room because he is not like, faking it. he doesn’t need to. he’s confident in himself and his charisma, he is absolutely pleasant to be with.

and that’s in the scenario you are strangers. oliver is just like that though, as a person. and as you hook up again and again and again—you will come to recognize the minutiae. the small acts of respect and kindness. the little reminders that he listens to every word of your ten minutes of pillow talk. that him buying you ubers and tickets home aren’t out of obligation but a soft sense of knowing because he always texts you after, asks you if you’re home safe.

i think the comparison to being a deer in the claw of a big cat is apt. but then it’s like—if the thing that you’ve been told your whole life will hunt you down and gore you, stops its teeth right where your pulse thumps—is it fair to say it doesn’t love you at all? if it holds you, places its rough tongue where its fangs are meant to be, can you dismiss it as meaning nothing?

you can convince yourself you’re mistaking it for something or that there’s no grand meaning to your relationship that seems to defy nature itself. but the truth is when you and oliver fall asleep in the aftermath, he knows the exact minutes it’ll take for you fall asleep first and waits.

not to hunt you. not to leave. just to make sure everything is okay before he follows suit. maybe it’s not the sex itself i suppose. just everything that comes along with having it—specifically having it with him

[ind1c0lite]

(Basic context is that AU of Duel Desinties where the phantom impersonates Phoenix to get him found guilty of Clay's murder, I talk more under the cut abt it jkhlj)

-Basically meant to be a parallel to turnabout trump, cause if you can have ONE boss get found guilty of murder, why not a second one?

-OK basically: everything in DD happens normally until like- a day before clays murder, Phoenix gets yoinked by the phantom somehow (he is still alive, just being held captive), Phantom is still Fulbright, but they've decided to be silly goofy (target Phoenix and get him found guilty of murder, escape police custody and then murder phoenix and make it seem like Phoenix accidentally died while on the run, thats why they didn't kill phoenix right away unlike the real Fulbright) there is an imposter amo-

-I dont have the logistics as to how this affects solving Metis's murder, and how it effects what evidence is used n whatnot and turnabout for tomorrow as a whole, so im just going nuts HGJKHLJ

-Originally I was actually imagining this taking place during turnabout for tomorrow and I wanted that case to be apollo v klavier instead of phoenix and edgeworth and thats why klav is in here instead of Simon (I decided that Simon got badly injured and couldn't stand in court for the retrial, so klavier was asked to step in)

-The courtroom bombing still happens the same way it does normally, but Apollo decides to take up the case again instead of taking a leave, instead of like, you know, healing from the traumatic event that just happened, turnabout countdown still happens as well

-Apollo and Athena do not find out about the phantom's existence until well after this trial, so they have no idea that Phoenix could've possibly been replaced, though simon, after hearing about the trial, might be suspicious about whether or not that was the real Phoenix

-The Phantom had been not only keeping an eye on Simon for a while, but was also stalking Phoenix and Edgeworth after they both started looking into UR-1, so they were able to impersonate phoenix so well that not even his own daughter thought that anything was up (though while Trucy did find him a *little* bit off, but she figured that it might've been the bombing that caused him to act ever so slightly weird, so she didn't pay much mind to it until she heard about his confession in court and realized it might've been because he possibly, ya know, killed someone)

-it's pretty much just switching Athena being framed for murder with Phoenix, and instead of the trial ending on a cliffhanger, it continues on (probably with Klavier insisting on it) ending with soloman being found innocent and Phoenix being declared guilty

-There's a couple days inbetween the end of the cosmic turnabout and the start of turnabout for tomorrow, so Athena, Apollo and Trucy all get a little bit to process the fact that "oh god my boss/my dad killed someone" (simons execution date is pushed back a bit in this au) and they probably get to talk with Klavier and eventually a lil bit with Simon after he gets out

-Im not sure how it all winds down in turnabout for tomorrow (Phoenix escaping and being at large is basically the perfect cover for the phantom to resume being fulbright for that trial) but they do eventually realize that the phoenix who confessed wasn't the real one and now there's a search on going to find out where the real one is being held captive, hes fineeee just ready to take a week long nap and a good vacation (along with every other waa member)

-I dont have anything else to add on rn but if you want to add something or just throw in a scenario feel free to!! this idea has been bouncing around my head for like a month now and Im very happy to finally show yall it

[nhularin]

you dont even know my name do ya?

PAIRING uni student! jake x barista! reader GENRE fluff, strangers to lovers, whipped jake WARNINGS not proofread OTHER just me, a barista, being absolutely delulu with jake WC 0.7k

series masterlist PERM TAGLIST @avocarua @misokei

February 26, 1998

jake found himself in the busy yet strangely comforting café near campus. It was a place where he could focus on his studies (well, technically he wasnt studying, just looking at his screen trying to look as smart as his friend heeseung, without distractions. and it didn't hurt that you, the cute barista had quickly become a highlight of his visits. he didnt know your name, but it didnt stop him from spending hours at that crammed coffee shop just to admire your form. jay told him to just stop being a weirdo and drop his unrequited admiration, which he just ignored

But wait a minute while I make you mine, make you mine

you were vibrant and kind, always greeting him with a warm smile as he ordered his usual drink ( a taro milk tea with peach bubbles and cheese foam). he'd admire you from afar, secretly harboring a crush that seemed to grow with each passing day. But he didn't have the courage to tell you how he felt, fearing rejection or making things awkward. he didnt want you to think that hes a weirdo, or worse, like sunghoon.

every day, he would visit the shop, hoping for a chance to exchange a few words with you, mostly talking aboit his annoying professor and you questioning his choice of beverage. he would spend hours at a table, pretending to work on his assignments while secretly stealing glances at you. just hearing your name leave your coworkers lips makes him feel giddy

I'm all nervous 'cause you're on my mind all the time

on a seemingly mundane monday, he entered the café, his mind preoccupied with you instead of his upcoming biology exam. as he approached the counter, his heart skipped a beat. there you stood, smiling at him and beautiful as ever with your cute green apron draped around your frame. he couldnt stop the scenarios of you two cooking together in his apartment form in his head

"hello my friend! the usual again?" you have asked, shaking your head with that intoxicating smile "you know, you should start drinking something else, its going to mess up your bowls. we dont want the fiasco from last week repeating, do we?"

all jake could do was lower his head in embarrassment. he remembered telling you about how he shat his pants in the middle of his anatomy exam, excusing himself to the restroom where he found brown spots coating his jeans.

"yeah i think thats a great idea" he muttered out with faux confidence, good job jaeyun "just give me whatever you like. i know you have great taste" (in men, please date me)

I'm usually pretty talkative, what's wrong with me?

after he paid for his drink and definitely overpriced sandwich, he made his way to his regular table by the window, where he could peacefully enjoy his meal and fantasize about you without any disturbance.

but he noticed something different. there, written in a messy yet delicate handwriting, was your name and number. his eyes widened with surprise, a mix of excitement and nervousness flooding in his veins. he gazed at the cup for what seems like hours, a chaotic mess of thoughts swirling in his mind. could this be an accident? was this meant for someone else? he was going to kill that lucky asshole if it was. or was it a genuine invitation? were you flirting with him? THE yn?

"hey stranger! i know we dont really know each other but i'd love to invite you for a drink outside of this shop <3 here's my number, i hope it doesnt sound weird :( +82-XXX-XXX-XXX

ps: please start studying instead of just gazing into the distance"

a smile spread across jakes face, and a surge of joy filled his heart. he took a deep breath, his whole body trembling with excitement and nerves. with a mix of determination and hope, he quickly pulled out his phone and saved your number 'ynie <3'

oh how jay was wrong

[the-s1lly-corner]

hello! Im one(1) of the anons that requested the jane doe reader and i thought of a funny scenario

So the character of jane doe was basically decapitaded so, imagine if reader's head isnt atached to their body, and can take their head off .

The tadc cast react to the reader taking off their head and then putting It back on like nothing. Tyy!!!

( remember to rest and drink wáter) :)

TADC cast x a reader with a detachable head!

oh hoho this one is going to be fun because my TADC oc can do the same thing, can take their limbs and head off at will and as needed; so i may or may not let my excitement show in this post and use my oc as a placeholder.. i definitely will.. which reminds me, i have a sketch of my ocs human design as well as a messy ref of their digital body... i have got to draw them more.. maybe ill finish the human sketch sometime today after this post... speaking of this post! this is the last request in my inbox ! after this im gonna take a break for a bit then reopen requests! do not send in requests at this time, please! (this goes for everyone regardless of fandom </3)

CAINE:

technically i think you could consider him with a detachable head... because i dont... think he has a neck... so technically.. not phased at all, he has seen things from various different circus members.. but lets say you came before zooble, and you were also the first circus member who could do that... i think he would be really into it and be amused. probably flies right up to you chattering about that little trick of yours

POMNI:

uncomfy by it, i think it would take her a while to get used to it... i think she would be the same with zooble thanks to the "these are people" thing, with the only reason she didnt freak out at zoobles dismemberment in the pilot being because she was preoccupied with her panic and confusion of this new setting

RAGATHA:

mildly uncomfortable anytime it happens but no where near as uncomfortable as pomni, since she has had her time to get used to a bunch of weird stuff in the circus; both from the circus itself as well as the people in it.. will guide your body to your head if theres ever a scenario where the two get separated.. hand holding... smiles

JAX:

probably tries to convince you to leave your head in someones room or in a box and have some poor unsuspecting person open it.. i think that would scare anyone, even if they were used to your headless activities... probably laughs at your body wandering aimlessly trying to find your head if theres an occasion where it was forcefully knocked off.. probably nudges your head away... this only really works if your body has to blindly fumble and you having to telepathically guide it towards you instead of it just going into autopilot and knowing where you are automatically and has zero struggle beelining for the head... but fumbling... funny

KINGER:

owoo!! jumpscare!/ref

honestly i think sometimes he just rolls with it and other times hes bothered by it; really depends on how hes feeling that day... but i think the majority is that hes used to it thanks to zooble... has probably run off with your head on accident when he meant to run off with you as a whole, usually in the face of danger during an IHA...

ZOOBLE:

completely unphased by it since they can pretty much do the same thing! there isnt really much to be said since zooble neither feels this way or that in regards to your little decapitation trick... if they couldnt mess with their own parts though i think they would find your thing cool, though

GANGLE:

depending on what your digital body is themed around i think this would determine how gangle would feel about it... like zooble is mismatched and is seen taking out their antennae as well as their limbs being snagged off by jax... with zooble, is makes sense, they look like a mismatched mess of different parts.. so if you were something that could reasonably do the same thing i think she can overlook it... now the first time would still be a shock, no doubt about it, regardless of theme.. very careful whenever theres a reason they need to get close to your head, she does not wanna knock it off and potentially upset you

[luimagines]

it didn't answer my question but it was delightful to read nonetheless!!!!!

i meant like.. yk how you mentioned that the chain would doubt human reader more bcs theyre human?? then you said a situation when reader would save sky and sky would be like "nope readers got this fym they dont??" like what situations would happen with the others to make them also be like "nvm readers got this"?

(hopefully this makes sense HELP)

-person who asked about the human reader scenario thing

I've had to think about this for a while so I'm that this took me so long to answer. ^.^*

Twilight: Given that he has no problems with humans, Reader's problem would just winning him over as a person. He finds that he adore them just as much when he first introduces Wolfie to them. They gasped and instantly started complimenting and petting him, much to the horror of everyone else. They couldn't resist giving him kisses and telling what a good boy he was- not recognizing him a wolf. Twilight figures that if Reader likes animals, they're not all that bad.

Sky: His opinion was already mentioned when they got separated from the group and he hurt his ankle, unable to move on. Reader picked him up and carried him on his back until they were able to meet up with the group again. Their stamina and determination impressed him. From there he disregarded the other comments and assumptions about Reader, coming to their aid when they needed him to.

Wind: Being in the middle, Wind didn't really have much of an opinion. Not to mention that his age leaves him more vulnerable to going with the crowd and what the majority says. But there's a moment where his age also leaves him vulnerable as any small boy would. Reader finds him rubbing away the tears when the adventure become too much and lets him cry on their shoulder. They don't make a big deal out of it and help to hide the fact that he broke down from the other heroes. Wind's ego was bruised at being caught, but he's glad that Reader took his pride into account, knowing how much he wanted the other boys to view him as a equal. He'll remember that.

Wild: Reader was willing to eat anything Wild threw their way. they weren't picky and even willing to help make new recipes for Wild to make. They cooked together, sharing stories around the cauldron and laughing about how similar they were, even if they were still so different. Wild doesn't know/remember he's part human, but he knows he's different. Reader was always different so Wild doesn't think they'll see him as anything other than himself- and when they manage to choke down the dubious food he playfully tossed their way. He realized that was an invitation for the biggest prank war of the century. This'll be fun.

Legend: This boy near the end is just petty. At first Reader would meet his sass tit for tat. But after a particularly difficult day, Legend tries to get into the verbal sparring before Reader frustratedly tears up, hands clenched into fists and shaking from the restraint they hold over themselves. They yell at Legend, calling him out on his crap and saying that they're sick of his attitude and they don't understand what they did for him to fight them so much. It occurs to Legend that they were not on the same page after all and the verbal sparring was actually Reader attempting to defend themselves against his barrage of attitude. Reader takes off and Legend gives them time to cool down. He feels bad. He's self conscious enough to realize that he's the one at fault here.

Four: I think he's the simplest to be won over. Obviously, Reader has questions about the weapons he'd make in the forge. Even is Reader doesn't necessarily have the knowledge to meet him toe to toe in blacksmithing, they'd no doubt knowing someone who does. They mention techniques and Four was able to go on and on about his love and his passion with someone who actually listened. It doesn't seem like much to Reader but that sort of connection rewired something in Four's brain. Four may have grown up surrounded by bias but he's the fastest to simplify that Reader, at least, isn't defined but what others have told him.

Warrior: Is always watching them like a hawk. If they're up to something he's going to be the first to know. Because of this long time observation sting operation thing he sees all the little things that Reader does when they think no one is looking. Little by little his bias and hate his chipped away and before he knows it, when Reader is threatened, he's sprinting to come to their aid- worry gnawing at his bones on the off chance he doesn't get there in time. It's only after Reader is tended to and no long in any danger that he realizes the implications of his actions. He wants to hold on to what he thought he knew... but he finds that the more he thinks about it, the more he realizes that Reader had already proven a lot of the rumors wrong. He owes them an apology.

Hyrule: As one the least trusting of the group, he would have spent a lot of time avoiding Reader just on principle. But then he gets a bad hit. Sliced right across his abdomen. He's bleeding out. There's a lot of blood loss. He's worried about the curse. The monsters. Hyrule. Reader is suddenly above him, pinning him down, refusing the very concept of him losing more blood. They're covered in the crimson liquid quickly. Despite not able to feel or use magic, they patch him up. They stich him together again. Through sheer force of will they refuse to let him die. They don't take advantage of his weakness. They don't use his blood for anything he would have thought they would. He passes out with his life in their hands and a debt to pay.

Time: Is skeptical of new people as a rule. But he never really believed the rumors of humans anyway. He just never had a personal experience with them and he knew better after everything he's gone through to make that call without have first hand information. There was a moment where they were about to check in to an inn but Reader was denied access. To avoid a fight, they stayed with Epona in the stables for the night. Time was furious with the concept. The next day, after herding them away from the others he asks why they didn't fight back. Why didn't they stand up for themselves? Reader explains that's just how it is between Hylians and humans. They don't expect anything glamorous when dealing with them. They say that being the bigger person comes at a price but they're not willing to sacrifice their head for the sake of someone who doesn't know them and will never see them again. Time isn't happy with this answer. It's not right. And isn't it a hero's job to fix what's wrong?

[whateverthought]

rhaenyra (and other characters like alicent, laenor, viserys, etc.) feature love versus duty as an internal conflict throughout their stories in the show. rhaenyra does tend to shirk duty in the beginning, sure, but i think marrying laenor is a step toward embracing duty (i.e., a fallen domino in the series of events that propel her toward where she ends up in 2x08, completely swallowed up by duty). all i meant to say is that rhaenyra is trying to balance love and duty (harwin and laenor), but doing so unsuccessfully because love and duty cannot simultaneously exist (laenor says as much during his conversation with rhaenyra in 1x07). i think rhaenyra doesn’t marry harwin because by the time their relationship develops, it’s too late. the way i imagine it is that harwin and rhaenyra’s relationship quickly developed after criston left her for alicent on the night of the wedding. rhaenyra basically has no one at this point, considering criston abandoned her, and alicent calls rhaenyra “stepdaughter,” rejecting her as a friend. then, once rhaenyra realized she and laenor couldn’t produce heirs, she looked to harwin for comfort and coincidentally he could also give her children. i think rhaenyra’s relationship to harwin was complex, shrouded in secrecy and compensation for what rhaenyra actually wants, but he did give her her sons, so i think she did love him as much as she could. basically, yes, rhaenyra is shirking duty, but in a way that is forcing her more toward it. also, i think we’re giving these characters a little too much credit; rhaenyra doesn’t know she exists in the story she exists in, she doesn’t have the foresight to understand the consequences of her impulsive actions. i love rhaenyra but a part of her character is that she is impulsive and entitled and viserys didn’t properly prepare her for her role

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I... don't want to fight. You've been very polite but I feel like I'm going to get annoyed and/or sound rude just in general.

I don't agree with you on most of what you said. In fact, I feel like you're purposely misconstruing or misrepresenting the facts/scenes.

I dont think Rhaenyra is having any fight between Duty vs Love. In fact, out of all the characters, Rhaenyra is second in the scale on the side of, Fuck Duty, It Doesn't Affect ME or It Shouldn't. Second only to Daemon but he has little to none anyway. As the show has decided, its Rhaenyra vs Alicent and Alicent is Duty while Rhaenyra is not. She's 'Love' in this scenario, she's Privilege, She's Liberation. In our eyes, the Modern Lens, we see her as Liberated, but at the cost of everyone else around her, and to her own detriment at times.

Marrying Laenor wasn't her choice! I feel like you keep saying that even though its not true. She was forced into it by Viserys, and thats where her Liberation ends, at her father's favor. She gets to do what she likes, because Viserys is indulgent and a bad father. And he had to do that because she was pushing the limits of her freedom, refused to pick a husband on her Marriage Tour and then that Brothel Scandal forced his hand. Because before, as frustrated as he was, he was letting her stew on the decision. Its the fact that no one would want her now that she 'debased' herself that forced his hand. The Velaryons were a great choice! But she didn't make it. She even tried to get Daemon to run off with her! The only thing she could do was run, but if not with Daemon than what's the point?

And I think I've figured out the answer to my question, she was still so infatuated with Daemon that she wasn't thinking about Harwin. It's only after Daemon leaves her to her fate, one he led her down by purposely ruining her reputation but he was too late or underestimated how much Viserys didn't want him on the Throne. So he runs off, in the show they have Laena, actress aged up, run after him and make her a second choice/lesser. In the books he runs to her (Laena) defense against marrying a Braavosi Sealord. But it's after she loses Daemon and runs off Criston that she finds a new 'love'.

And on the subject of Cole, he didn't 'leave her' like this is a simple situation. She took advantage of his infatuation, urged him to break his Oath, and then told him he was just something fun. She could have explained to him running off was so stupid and breaking the Chastity Oath was not the end, but she laughed at him! Its how she spoke to him, proving he and his sacrifices were worthless that destroyed the relationship. Let's not forget he was about to kill himself During That Wedding! Alicent convincing him his life and Knighthood was more than Chasity isn't really 'leaving her at the Wedding'. It feels like you're minimizing his pain and his whole situation.

Not to mention Alicent's! Alicent didn't reject Rhaenyra as a friend, this did not start at the Wedding. Alicent standing up for herself shouldn't be diminished like this. Lets not forget, Rhaenyra ended it when Alicent was forced to marry Viserys, because of Duty. Rhaenyra has a large tendency of not understanding or empathizing with others' struggles, sacrifices or problems. Alicent married her father because of Duty, she is crying and Rhaenyra puts the blame at her feet. Alicent hears horrible rumors and asks Rhaenyra directly, not just believing others, and asks if she needs help. Is your Uncle, a man grown, hurting you? And Rhaenyra lies! And it takes Alicent's father away! And after that Viserys still sends Rhaenyra Moontea! He doesn't believe her, and yet he sends Otto away! For telling the truth! And Alicent knows. Her father is gone, her husband will shut the mouths of people telling the truth and her friend will unflinchingly lie to her and sacrifice her, Alicent, for her own impulsive wants. Alicent is alone.

Rhaenyra wasn't alone, but I understand why she would feel betrayed in that moment. But Viserys has always chosen Rhaenyra and hidden her misconduct, Laenor and her have an agreement - her husband is good to her, he listens, he holds her as an equal or superior- his family is on her side now, cold as it may have been, she didn't want Alicent, she didn't care about Criston Cole and Daemon might be the only thing she lost. But in the books she didn't, in the books she gained a female conspirer. Her and Laena loved each other! In the books I'd argue marrying Laenor gave her more.

But implying Laenor and her were 'really' trying for a child is kinda laughable to me. Jacaerys was born that year, and in ye olden days you would just have to wait to see if you missed your period so how long did they even wait before running into Harwin's arms? My question was never about their relationship per se, I'm not really positive about it, personally.

And on Rhaenyra in 2xo8, it doesn't feel like she's falling into Duty, it feels like she's falling into Religious Fanaticism. Fanaticism that's painting her as a Saint. The Prince That Was Promised actually, the Uniter of a Split Realm. Which isn't too far from 'Valyrians are better than Common Man, Dragonlords are Gods' something that's pushed Daemon and Her to acting even more recklessly and indulgently and offensively. She's better than this, Better than Duty, She can't be Wrong.

And you're last point, no she doesn't know she's part of a story but she knows she's part of a Society. She knows what the Realm wants, what every women goes through. At least every noble women who does no labor outside the birthing bed. I'm actually unsure what you mean by that. What part of knowing the story changes her actions? Or what am I saying thats giving her too much credit?

She's a princess, who she marries is important, it needs thought. She has to know how easy it is to be labeled a 'whore' in their society, and how that destroys her reputation, something that is important in their society. And when she's named Heir, she has to know the world will fight her on it, but she has a consistent belief that if Viserys Says So than its fine. She has the same belief as an Adult but even Rhaenys tries to tell her she has a Steep Uphill Climb. If nothing, she knows having bastards is a 'Sin'. But she doesn't follow that religion, sure but Society hates them. It looks bad on her and again, reputation matters so much to them. Its the prevailing idea that she's above that, that her reputation doesn't matter, that the thoughts of others don't matter because they'll just fall in line. But how true is that, and how much does she believe that? She runs after her son mutilates her brother. She hides away after her and Daemon marry like a week after their spouses die, her's suspiciously. But why? Viserys is on her side, and he forgives them for eloping, doesn't annul their marriage. If she's not scared of her reputation, why run?

I agree with your last statement, "part of her character is that she is impulsive and entitled and viserys didn’t properly prepare her for her role" but that wasn't my question, none of this was. I hope I didn't offend you, but I think we're on two different sides on some of these debates

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Heroic love (part 4) | Luke Castellan

pairing: Luke Castellan x female!reader

show: Percy Jackson and the Olympians

warnings: betrayal, dark romance, no verbal consent, angst, smut MINORS DONT INTERACTE

summary: Luke finds out your plan and you give in. After all, it is better to be with him than with the monsters that suround you.

authors note: The reader joins Luke rather unwillingly, even though she still loves him. I just want to say up front that Luke's threat at the end is not meant serious. He would never do something like that to her. He only does it so that she realizes that there is no other way than to join him. If it's too dark, I'm sorry... @qwertydddddddddd wanted to be tagged, so I hope you enjoy it <33

Sometimes you think to yourself, this is real love. I'm gonna marry this person. I will spend my life with them, building a home and a family.

Well thats the regular scenario, I mean for the people who are regular. Not demigods.

And you see, even though we dont have an easy life, fighting monsters, losing friends, being scared and anxious all the time, that some bad evil guy suddenly wants to rule the world- we live. Because we have to and because we have each other.

So, for me, I was prepared for it to become harsh. I always knew my life would be like sitting on a rollercoaster, never having the chance to exit.

But I found comfort in this reality. I would imagine being on this attraction, but holding onto something that grounds me. Someone that gives me strengh, so I don't lose myself.

For a long time, I held hands with Luke.

Then of course, something did go terrible wrong, as if they goddess Aphrodite wanted to watch an exciting, action packed romance movie, with the plot twist of I-hate-to-love-you-because-you-left-me trope. Something like this.

Well, I think the movie sucks. In the last months, everything was just not right- Luke leaving camp to join Kronos? Betraying everyone and kidnapping me? Showing up here, messing with me and then holding my own dagger to my throat? (Deja vu)

No, that just isnt what I Imagined to happen in the future. I didnt want my boyfriend to turn into the bad guy, who we swore to fight.

But now I guess, thats up to me. At least some part of it.

"I think Luke ist turning into Darth Vader." Sometimes I'm not sure whats going on in Percys head.

"I never heard of this monster?" Annabeths parents are so wrong for not watching Star Wars with her.

"Guys, after we discussed this, you can have your movie night. But please, let's focus." My voice sounds harsher than I intended, so I immediately feel bad about it.

"Sorry, it's just very complicated. I want to know what our next steps are, what we are planning to do with this- situation." I don't know how else to call it.

"We need information. Who is the spy? What are Kronos plans? Where will he attack? Who joined him? So many unanwered questions." Chirons voice sends a shiver down my neck. He's right, but how do we achieve it?

Percys gaze unnerves me and when I turn my head to meet his eyes, he immediately shakes his head.

"I am not letting you alone with him this time. Nope." I sign, conflicted how I would want to deal with this.

All eyes are on me and when I turn to them, I try to explain my plan. But I cant even finish my second sentence and already everyone seems to be against it.

"We cant let him out!"

"He will kill us!"

"His army is already searching for him, he would escape!"

Annabeth raises her hand and the voices calm down. As she looks at me, I sense her own doubts about the situation.

"They are right. How do you know he would trust you? Could you convince him?"

I nod my head, ignoring my doubts.

"I can."

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The moon shines beautifully in the sky, but it helps nothing to calm down my nerves. Im so stupid, why did I thought I could pull this off?

"Youre sure, you want to do this? You dont have to." Percy's standing next me, as always trying to comfort me.

"He will believe me. I always had dreams, where I thought he-" I need a moment to finish my sentence.

"-died. That he got hurt or is in pain. When I had this sort of dream, I would always sneak out of my cabin and came to him. I would walk into his cabin and he somehow always knew what happend. He would tuck me in his bed, letting me cry and cuddling me. Resurring me that everything is going to be okay, that he will live. That was always my biggest fear, that he would die and I would be helpless to do anything against it. He knows that."

We stand in silence for a moment.

"If you need me, I will be there. Just be careful." I smile at him.

I take a deep breath and go trough the doors, seeing that the only light he has, is a small lamp on the ceiling. I quicken my pace so he can hear me coming. When I stand in front of his cell, he is already on his feet. He looks alarmed.

"What-" his t-shirt is wrinkled and his eyes are sleepy. My breath catches and I don't even have to pretend to be confused and afraid, standing in front of him alone in the dark is enough.

The bars are the only thing that separates us.

At first I don't say anything, I just look at him with watery eyes. And just like I said, he knows it. He always knows.

"Another nightmare?" His voice is so gentle, it makes me remember the old days when everything was good. When he took me in his arms and wiped the tears from my cheeks.

I just nod, I don't think my voice is stable enough yet.

I have to play the role, I can do it. He has to believe me.

I slide down the wall and put my head in my hands, all the despair and pain I've been carrying for weeks suddenly coming out of me. I'm crying so hard that I'm almost afraid of waking up the others.

"Shit, princess- what can I do? Let me help, please." He sounds so desperate and it's only now that I realize, that I don't actually have to act. Because my tears are real.

"Y-you ruined everything! And I'm still s-so scared that something h-happens to you" I meet his gaze and see the remorse in his eyes. His heart hurts too.

"I didn't want something like that to happen- please, darling. Come here." Sniffling, I stand up. My knees feeling weak and unsteady. If I go in there now, I won't be able to defend myself properly.

“You hurt me, I shouldn’t even be here. You're an idiot, Luke. I hate-" but I can't bring myself to say it. I cant say that I hate him. Because I don't, at least not yet.

"I know, believe me. I hate myself too. Only your belief in me has always held me together." He grips the bars, I see the inner conflict within him.

"But you won't change. You've never been able to do that well." I know I'm right and he knows it too. Silence surrounds us.

"Let me hold you. Just for- a few minutes. Please. I can't stand seeing you like this. You've always been the sunshine in my life. I don't want my sun to be obscured."

The key jingles in my hand and I look at it uncertainly.

"I won't hurt you, never again, I promise. I also got an anklet. I can't escape." His eyes look so honest. I'm feeling nervous, my heart is beating way too fast.

I put the key in the lock and open the door, freezing in my movements for a moment. What am I doing here? But then I hear his voice and I know why.

“It’s not that comfortable on the floor, but you can sit on my lap." I close the door.

As I move towards him I see how thin he has become and how brown his eyes still are.

Slowly, he raises his hands and when I stand in front of him he puts them around my waist. My knees buckle and I sink carefully onto his lap. My hands rest uncertainly on his shoulders, then moving down to his neck. Playing with the strands of his hair, lost in thoughts.

His face is right in front of mine, both of our breaths are uneven. His hands linger on me, holding me tight to him. Warmth fills my chest as I look into his eyes.

"You're so beautiful. So, so beautiful." A sob tries to escape me, as I do something, I always loved. I put my head in the crook of his neck and wrap my arms around him.

He holds me for a few minutes, stroking my back and whispering soothing, sweet nothings in my ear.

Once I've calmed down, I'm basically lying on top of him and can hear his heartbeat. It's almost soporific.

"Luke?" my voice is calm.

His head turns to me. "Yes?"

"I...I want to be with you. I don't care how or- or where. I just know that I can't live without you." I see his eyebrows furrow.

"You dont mean-" I am silent. Just looking at him, sitting up a little, straddling him.

"I need you. I tried not to need you. But it's out of my control, nothing helps to ease the pain. Only you, only you matter."

Is it the truth if the words escape me so easily?

His hand finds my cheek and I lean into his touch.

"We're the only ones that matter. We will get through this, together and united. You don't have to fight my darling, you just have to be by my side." His hand around my waist pulls me towards him, the other one, he continues to lay on my cheek. Caressing the skin, drawing invisible heart-shapes.

Then his lips meet mine and my eyes flutter shut. The kiss so intoxicating, that I forget for a moment my real intention. Forget why I'm participating in this madness.

As he pulls away from me, I hear his whispering voice.

"You won't betray me, right? You won't do that to me?" He tugs on my hair, ever so slightly, to get my attention.

"No, Luke. I won't." Lie.

The key in my hand is no longer idle as I remove his shackles carefully.

"Then princess, let's get out of here." I slowly get off his lap, but before I stand up, he lifts me up in his arms.

"I promise you that I will never hurt you again. You deserve only the best." As cliche as it is, he carries me out of the cell, which isnt locked anymore.

He lets me down outside and breathes in the fresh air. It's still night, maybe 4 a.m. Everything is quiet.

His hands cup my face and place several kisses on my skin.

"You are incredible, I knew you would join me. For real this time." He takes my hand and intertwines our fingers. I don't see Percy anywhere.

"Let's go. I know where my troops are stationed. Nobody will notice that we're gone until it's too late."

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Joining Kronos' army was the hardest thing I've ever had to do in my life, and that includes keeping the truth from Luke.

That I'm a spy for the camp, better hidden than anyone else ever could. No one would accuse or suspect the leader's girlfriend, because everyone can see how much I love him.

After all, it's the only reason I'm tolerated here. Because Luke would kill anyone who even came near me. He has already done it to a dragon lady who was too pushy and even when I tried to stop him, he showed no mercy.

Because he can't afford to do that, if he shows that he has a heart, it will be taken away from him.

Every day it is torture to witness this evil, to help maintain cover, to save my friends.

And every day I feel worse, because I lie to Luke. But it is the only way. I cannot help in the camp, if my heart is somewhere else. Here, with him, my thoughts are not always here, but my heart is.

At least it's enough for me to function. When Luke isn't distracting me.

When I wake up that morning on the Princess Andromeda, it is still quiet. In the presence of these monsters, I have not been able to sleep well for months. Even the dreams I have, make me wake up in the middle of the night and the only thing that calms me down is Luke's touch.

His fingers gently stroke my exposed skin, and as I turn my head and look at him, I see an emotion in his eyes, I've only recently noticed. There is a desire in his gaze, as if he wanted to consume my entire being, to have me just for himself.

My voice, my body, my thoughts, my feelings. Simply everything. He wants it all to be his.

"I wish I could erase every bad dream you have and send whoever is responsible for it to burn in hell. It should scare me that you make me think like that, but if I'm honest, it doesn't. Are you scared?" His eyes look into mine.

Slowly, my fingers intertwine with his. "Not when you're with me."

The next thing I notice is his lips on mine. The way his hands grip my hips and pull me onto him.

He leans towards me, his lips caress my ears and I hear his whispering voice. "Every day I hear one my followers talking about you. That they want to have you, to decorate your beautiful body with scars, with their initials." I freeze at his words, wanting to pull away and look at him, but he holds me tight. Makes me continue to listen to his voice.

"They want to see you bleed, to alternate between pain and pleasure when they push their cocks into you. Do you like that? That you are so desired? That you turn everyone's heads, when you go by and they start wanting to see my head roll? To get close to you, huh?" I want to shake my own head, but he holds me even tighter.

"Do you know how hard it is not to execute every single one of them? Do you know that? I would, if I could. I would kill every single one of them, in front of you, so that everyone knows that you belong to me. Do you understand? No one will speak to you anymore, because your voice is mine. No one will look at you, because your sight is mine. You keep your hands to yourself, no more help with injuries, I don't care if they die. Your hands only touch me."

As I start to sqirm, he leans back, keeping his hands on my hips until a finger strokes my cheek.

"No one will ever kiss you except me. And anyone who even thinks about fucking you, I will let die in battle. You may think my loyalty is to Kronos, but it is to you. My beautiful girl. Now think carefully about who you are pledging your loyalty to."

When his eyes look into mine, I fall silent. Then, even though I try not to, my voice trembles.

"What do you mean? I'm loyal to you, Luke."

His hands caress my skin, examining how the sun shines on me. I'm only wearing one of his T-shirts and my panties. His hands, stroke my bare thighs.

His eyebrows rise, slowly his fingers wrap around my panties, pulling them down until I am revealed to him. My heart is pounding so loudly in my chest, that it feels like it's about to give up. I hold my breath as he places the tip of his cock at my entrance.

What am I doing here?

"I think you're not being completely honest with me, princess. Let's try again. Who are you loyal to?" As he slowly enters me and his hands hold my hips, I moan. I lay my head back for a moment and enjoy the stretch, feeling his hands slide under my shirt and stroke over my stomach, to my breasts and to my neck.

"Luke, what's going on? I'm here with you, I'm-" But I can't finish my sentence as he plunges into me with a violent jerk, right up to the edge. My eyes roll back.

"These sweet lies that come from your lips. Of course you are here physically, but with the mind? Oh no, while I fuck you, your thoughts are on Camp Halfblood. On Jackson. Can you believe it?" His hands push my hips down until I am connected directly to him and can feel every inch inside me. I almost melt as one of his hands presses into my lower back and I move even closer to him.

When I try to answer him, my voice is a mixture of horror and pleasure. "Luke, that's not true. I only want you, I'm on your side- ahh-" Faster than I can react, he thrusts into me. Once, twice. So hard and ruthless that he hits the spot inside me, that makes me see stars. I can't concentrate.

"How I wish you would tell the truth. There's nothing to be ashamed of, sweetheart. Admit it, I already know. My girlfriend is the traitor. Behind my back, she talks to the person I hate the most and yet, she sits on my lap and rides my cock. What would Percy say about that?"

His hand wraps around my neck and holds me tight, his hips keep pounding into me and even though my brain tells me to stop, my guard is down. I want this.

"How-" But when I want to ask, he pushes me onto him again. So fast, too hard, it almost hurts, but it also feels so good.

"I have my eyes everywhere. It took me a while to figure out how to deal with it, how to deal with you. But I found a good solution. After all, Percy lets you be here, without cover, without protection. Hoping I wouldn't find out that you were passing on information. That I wouldn't hurt you."

His last sentence makes me tense up, but even though his face twists in amusement for a brief moment, he doesn't stop talking.

"Your pussy won't save you either. And since I have given you my word, I will not harm you. I found a better punishment. A choice."

He suddenly stops moving and I almost cry, wanting to move myself, but he takes my face in his hand, tightly. Focusing all attention on him.

"Either you stop your underhanded loyalty to Jackson immediately and serve me, or I will make the wishes of everyone behind this door come true and you will be used like a beautiful, little doll. From each one of them, I assure you. But after that, you won't be so beautiful anymore."

Tears well up my eyes, whether it's from the tight grip he's holding on me or from his words, I can't tell. And I'm scared, it feels like I'm being buried alive. With no prospect of ever being able to breathe or be free again.

Without me saying anything, he starts moving inside me again, letting my hips sink onto his. I breathe in loudly.

"Come on, move. Your choice. It's either my cock or anyone else's."

When I look at him, the person I once loved has disappeared. It's like looking at a stranger.

My heart feels like it's been stolen and in the back of my mind I realize, that I should have never gone with him.

But then I close my eyes, put my hands on his shoulders for support and sink down onto him. Again and again, even stronger. Until my thighs shake and tears run down my cheeks. Until I hear Luke's quiet voice again.

"If you think you are strong enough to be like me, treacherous, cold-hearted and ruthless, then I have to disappoint you. Your heart will be soft forever unless the world hardens it. I will protect you for that, princess. Forget camp halfblood, you only serve me now."

His lips are hot on my skin, a strong contrast to my heart, which feels like it's made of ice.

And when I receive the next secret sign from Annabeth a few days later, I ignore it.

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Walker Scobell X Reader | Series | You Belong With Me🔱 Part 21

HAUNTED?!

It was pure darkness you couldn't see anything

"What just happened?" You say a little scared

"The lights went out" Walker replies

"I can see that seaweed brain. I mean why did it happen" You roll your eyes

Dior grabs her phone and turns on her flashlight

Everyone stands up and Walker puts his arm around you because he can tell you're scared

"Why did the power go out?" You ask Dior as she was looking at the news on her phone

"There was a power outage for 10 miles. It could be out for...8 HOURS!" Dior says

"8 hours?? Why??" You say as Walker hugs you tighter

"The thunderstorm outside. With the lightning and everything the power went out." Aryan says now looking at his phone too

"Are we safe??" You say scared

"Of course we are!" Walker reassures you

Suddenly your phone rang (which kind of freaked you out because it was so loud)

You all were getting frantic calls from your parents. When you hung up with your mom Taylor called

                                     Taylor 💖

                                                    OMG! ARE YOU OKAY?

                                                                ARE YOU SAFE?!

Haha don't worry! I'm fine!

It's a little scary because it's

dark but we are safe

                                                    Do you have flashlights? 

                                                    Candles? Food? Water?         

                                                     Blankets?

Umm I think we have like

two flashlights. I don't

know about candles.

We definitely have food. 

I think we have water.

And yes! Lots of blankets

                                    Okay. And you're with everyone? 

                                    You're not alone right? 

Yup! We were playing

monopoly when it happened

so we are all together

                           Alright. Well...keep me updated okay?

                      Don't leave me making up fake scenarios

                                 of why you're not texting me okay?

Haha of course I will Taylor!

                                                 Love you angel! Stay safe!

Love you too! And I will!

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"What are we gonna do?" You ask them as you hang up the phone

"I don't know but dont be scared you wimp" Walker shrugged

"Well how could I be with your reassuring words" you roll your eyes

"I'm hungry" You say as you walk over to the fridge

"DONT OPEN THAT!" everyone yells at you

"Why??" You pout

"Because you don't wanna let the cold air out or the food will go bad" Walker explains

"But! But if I don't eat it could be fatal!" You exclaim

"You're not gonna die" Walker rolls his eyes

"I meant fatal for you!" You yell at him

"Here eat this" Walker throws bag of chocolate that was behind the couch at you

"Ow!" You whine because it hit you in the head

"Eat that...and learn how to catch" Walker says sarcastically 

"How about you learn how to throw" You reply picking the bag up off the floor

"Where did this come from? The chocolate fairy?" You ask as your eyes light up 

"I know you always get hungry at like 2 am so i brought this with me to give to you then" He explained

"You brought this all the way from home?" You ask so happy he loves you that much

"Yeah" He blushes 

"I love you so much!" You kiss him

"I love you too! But i only got it because i didn't want you to make me get you Taco Bell" He lies

"Whatever" you roll your eyes

You sit down on the floor and open the bag

"How much longer do they think it will be until the storm clears up?" Walker asks trying to grab a chocolate from you

"Eat my chocolate and you won't live to see the storm end" you jokingly threaten

"Fine let me starve" Walker complains dramatically

"Whatever! But just one you big cry baby!" You hand him one

Charlie turned on the fire and everyone sat in front of it because it was the only light you had

Suddenly you scream

"What?!" Eveyone says in unison because you freaked them out

"My phone died!" You say horrified

"Are you serious?! That's why you screamed?" Walker asks annoyed

"Yes! What am I gonna do?!" You say still freaking out

"I don't know. Enjoy looking at your gorgeous boyfriend in real life" Walker jokes

"Who is that?" You say like you don't know

"Very funny. I guess someone doesn't wanna use my phone" Walker mocks holding his phone out of reach

"Ooo!! I'm sorry! Gimme" You say trying to take it but he moves it farther away from you

"And?" He says

"And you are my gorgeous boyfriend and I'm lucky to have you" You roll your eyes

"Hmmm doesn't seem very sincere. What do you think guys?" he jokes

"Shut up and give it to me!" You say as you snatch it from him

He just laughs and stands up. He comes back with a cozy blanket and lays it on top of you. You lay your head in his lap as he looks down at you sweetly. Moving the hair out of your face.

"I love you so much" He says lovingly

"I love you too seaweed brain" you reply as he kisses you

---

It was about 30 minutes later

"Noooooooo!" You whine

"What happened?" Walker asks you

"Your phone died" You pout

"Yeah mine is only 5% now" Dior says putting her phone down

"Yeah same" Charlie adds

"I win! Mine is 15%!" Aryan gloats 

You just jokingly glare at him

"Well we will have to do something else I guess" Walker shrugs

"Like what?" You ask still pouting

"I don't know...Oooo!! How about we take turns telling scary stories" Walker suggests

"Noooo! Last time you gave me nightmares!" You complain

"Oh come on! It's perfect! Scary stories by the fire in a power outage! Doesn't it sounds fun?" He says trying to convince you

"It sounds like a horror movie" you reply

"Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaasssssssssseeeeeee" Walker whines in a really annoying voice

"Ugh fine! I hate you!" You roll your eyes

"Yay! Now who wants to start?" Walker asks very happily

"I don't wanna freak y/n out" Dior says sweetly

"Whatever I'll go first" Walker rolls his eyes

He clears his throat and starts

"In the heart of a remote town, an ominous hotel loomed over the landscape, its windows like empty eyes watching the unsuspecting passersby. Five teenagers, seeking adventure on a dare, checked into the hotel for a night of thrills. But as darkness descended and a storm brewed outside, they soon realized they were not alone.

A power outage plunged the hotel into darkness, casting the corridors into an abyss of shadows. Panic gripped the teens as they groped their way through the blackness, their hearts pounding with fear. But amidst the chaos, they failed to notice the presence lurking in the shadows—a sinister figure stalking them with malevolent intent.

As they huddled together, seeking solace in each other's company, they heard the telltale sound of footsteps echoing down the hall—a chilling reminder that they were being hunted. With each passing moment, the sense of dread intensified, and they knew that they were trapped in a deadly game of cat and mouse. They were hearing noises, echos, screams. Suddenly..." Walker stopped telling the story out of nowhere

"Then what?!" You say really scared

"And then they die" Walker says smugly

"What?!" You say worried

"Don't be scared I just made the story up" Walker reassures you

"But you made it to freak me out! 5 teenagers get murdered in a hotel room that had a power outage!! Are trying to give me a heart attack?!" You yell at Walker

"Yes" He replies plainly

"Guys let's stop we are gonna give y/n nightmares" Dior says

"Yeah I agree" Aryan and Charlie say

"Fine" Walker rolls his eyes

____________________

It was about 20 minutes later and you were all lying down in front of the fire. Everyone had blankets and pillows and was asleep. Suddenly you jolted up at the sound of a loud door creaking

"What was that?" You say alarmed

"What was what?" Walker mumbles into his pillow

"That sound. You didn't hear that?" You ask

"No" He sat up and looks at you sleepily

"Awwww angel I'm so sorry i scared you! That's probably why you're hearing things" He said hugging you sweetly

"I promise I'll protect you" He reassured you

You closed you eyes feeling so safe in his arms when you heard a loud crack

"Okay I heard that" Walker said a little freaked out

"Be quiet! We're trying to sleep!" Aryan whined

"That wasn't me" You say scared 

"What?" Aryan says waking up a little

"Those creepy sounds aren't us" you explain

"What are we hAuNteD?" Aryan mocks in a fake creepy voice

"No but we could get murdered" You reply

"I'll go look around" Walker whispers

"I'll go with you" Aryan says as he grabs one of the two flashlights we had

"Wait! Don't leave me alone!" You whine

"You're not alone! Dior and Charlie are literally a foot away from you" Walker whisper yells at you

"But they are asleep" You pout

"Fine come with us" Walker rolls his eyes

"But then Dior and Charlie will be left alone!" You point out

"Omg just wake them up!" Walker says leaving the room with Aryan

"Dior! Dior!" You shake her awake

"Y/n? What's wrong?" She mumbles

"There are creepy noises and Walker and Aryan are checking the house to see if there is a murderer" You explain

"What?! Alone?" She says jolting up

"Yeah" you reply

"Well let's go join them and make sure they are okay. Charlie wake up" She says standing up

We grab the other flashlight and start to look for Walker and Aryan

"Walker!" You whisper yell but there was no reply

"Walker! Aryan! Where are you?" You say again

No answer

"Where do you think they are?" You ask worried

"Don't worry! I'm sure they are somewhere" Dior reassures you

The three of you continued to tiptoe around. Suddenly you walked into something and screamed as you started yo throw punches

"Ow! Ow! Hey! It's me! Y/n! It's me!" Walker says holding your shoulders

"Oh Walker! I thought you disappeared! I was so scared!" You jump into his arms and kiss him

"Don't worry I'm not gonna die! I'll be annoying you for many years to come" Walker jokes

"You're right! You are annoying! Wanna go venture in that dark room alone." You laugh

"Did you find anything?" Charlie interrupts

"Nope. But there were some more weird sounds" Walker replies

The five of you went back by the fire but it was out.

"Uh did you turn off the fire?" Aryan asks

"No" Dior says a little freaked out

Walker hugs you tighter and you could tell he was thinking. Probably of how to reassure you that everyone was gonna be okay

Suddenly the front door slammed open as you tried to shriek but you were scared silent

Suddenly it slammed shut

"Walker" you say scared as everyone just watched this happen

"What's happening?" Dior asks

"I don't know...maybe it's the electricity" Walker tries to calm everyone down

"A POWER OUTAGE DOESN'T SLAME THE DOOR OPEN AND SHUT WALKER!" You whisper yell at him

"Okay okay. But there must be a logical explanation for this!" Charlie says

"Yeah we are all about to die" You whine

"What should we do?" Aryan asks

"Well nothing came through the door so I guess we should just try not to think about it" Walker says not sure what to do

"WHAT?! YOU WANNA JUST TRY NOT TO THINK ABOUT IT UNTIL WE ARE DEAD?!" You yell at Walker

"Well I don't know what to do!" Walker shrugs

---

Everyone was sitting around the fire just kind of...horrified. Trying no to think about it. 

You it get up and go to the bathroom. You were washing your hands and looking in the mirror when you noticed it wasn't you looking back at you. It was a creepy girl who looked seriously ill.

You shrieked and ran out of the bathroom

"Y/n!" Walker yells concerned and you run into his arms

"Walker there was- and she- and I-" You stuttered

"Hey you're okay! What happened?" He asks worried

"I looked in the mirror and someone else was looking back!" You say trembling

"What?!" Dior yells

"We. Are. Gonna. Die" Aryan states

"We aren't gonna die" Charlie reassures everyone

"It's gonna be okay" Walker hugs you tightly

"I'm calling the police" Dior says pulling her phone from her pocket

"Uhhhh...guys?" Dior said nervously

"What?!" You say REALLY scared now

"I don't have service. I can't make any phone calls" she said looking worried

Suddenly you heard a man humming

You screamed and everyone ran to the middle of the room together

You looked at Walker and he actually looked scared now

"Im gonna go check this place again" Walker says

"No! You can't go alone!" Everyone says in unison and follows him

You were walking down the hallway of the suites that joins the rooms

The creaking of everyone's footsteps made it even scarier. The thunderstorm was so loud! The rain was pounding against the roof and the lightning was deafening.

You have walked through the living room and 2 out of the 3 bedrooms. 

As everyone walked in the last one suddenly the room was lit up by the lightning outside. But only for a moment. A sudden chill came through the room. It was cold the whole time but this was like negative 50 degrees kind of cold. Aryan turned around worridly and started looking at everyone with horror in his eyes

"Where is Charlie?!" Aryan asks worried

A/n: Hiiiiiii!!!! Sorry to leave you at that lol. Hopefully I didn't freak you out too much😭😭😭

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[sleepingdeath-light]

innocent s/o hcs ; grelle

requested by ; anonymous (04/09/23)

fandom(s) ; black butler

fandom masterlist(s) ; hub | specific

character(s) ; grelle sutcliff

outline ; “i dont remember if i already requested this but may I request sfw and nsfw hcs (or scenario) of grell with an innocent s/o (preferably fem) pls? have a nice day/night :]”

warning(s) ; none, just fluff!

now let’s make one thing clear before anything else: grelle sutcliffe is absolutely crazy about you and loves every little thing about you from your ‘flaws’ to your strengths — including your innocence, even if it can leave her a bit frustrated at times when the exact motivations behind her dramatics goes a bit over your head and you just don’t get what she’s practically begging for (granted, in a very roundabout way)

she’s basically always hanging off of you or touching you in some way (hand holding, holding your arm, hugging you from behind, cuddling into your side, resting her head on your shoulder, fake fainting into your arms, kissing you anywhere and everywhere etc.) — and once you’ve established that you’re comfortable with it, not all of her touches are innocent in intention and a great many are intentionally very flirty and suggestive with a goal of getting you to reciprocate her gestures in kind

so having you not understand her intentions or miss them so distinctly that you’re just smiling and earnestly complimenting her is both heartwarming and frustrating to her — yes she’d much rather you were all over her like she is you, but she also loves you for your innocent streak so she can’t even bring herself to complain much (not beyond an overly dramatic sigh before she corrects her actions to become much more blatant so you have that ‘oh? oh.’ moment and give her what she wants)

she’s fiercely protective over you, even more so than she would be otherwise, because of your innocence and she’s been known to threaten or ‘dispatch’ anyone who might pose the slightest threat to your well-being and/or your innocence — including a very emotional confrontation with her once dear ‘bassy’ when he tried to flirt with you, and the murders of a few dozen humans for trying to harm you

she finds a great deal of solace in your relationship and in you — you are her island, her reprieve, where she can be herself without experiencing that same darkness of judgement and cruelty and sin that took her life the first time around (your innocence makes you kinder than most, easier to love than most, and if she wasn’t already dead then she knows that she’d die for you if it meant keeping you safe — and that thought, that level of attachment, no longer scares her like it used to)

the pet names she uses with you are also changed by your nature and how different you are to her because of it — of course she still calls you ‘darling’, but she’s also been known to use pet names like ‘angel’ and ‘sweetheart’ and ‘my heart’ when she’s feeling especially dramatic

[yes-divine-ruler]

𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐒

Part 4

pairing: kai anderson x fem!reader

Taglist/ @v-love @evanpetersfav @demxnicprxncess @kitwalkersgfff @quicksilversg1rl @iruzias @alexxavicry @soaringcloud @laynna-mcknight @humdrumexistence @simp4petermaximoff f @sultrysullen @evan4ever @paujmr @jangsuzchap

cw: dub-con, knife play, home invasion, vaginal sex, bondage

wc: 2.734k

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Kai was cleaning his mask when Ivy walked in. She eyed him, seeing the combat boots on his feet, the black trench coat over his back, his hair long and draped around his face. She knew that that meant business, and that business was going to be carried out tonight.

"What's on tonight Kai?" Ivy asked quietly, scared to catch Kai at a bad time.

"We spoke about this a few hours ago, where were you by the way? It was an important meeting," Kai couldn't let the tardiness of one of his cult members distract him from his upcoming mission, he kept his eyes on his mask as he wiped it clean.

"I'm sorry Kai, I had to pick up Ozzy from school, I told Winter, I dont know if she told you," truth was, Ivy was at the Butchery on Main, catching you up on the plan for tonight.

"Don't do it again," Kai grumbled, finally settling his mask down on the table and getting up from his seat on the sofa. His boots thumped against the floor as he approached Ivy, looming over her like a dark, menacing shadow.

"You know what happens when someone snitches, don't you Ivy? When someone betrays me?"

Kai's tone suddenly switched, and his eyes shone darker.

Ivy swallowed thickly, not breaking eye contact in case it made her look as guilty as she felt. She nodded curtly, "yes, Divine Ruler," her voice was no louder than a whisper.

"Good," Kai's face lights up into a smile, and he places a warm hand on Ivy's cheek, "get ready, we're leaving in 20."

Ivy let out the breath she didn't realise she was holding in as her leader ascended the basement stairs behind her, knowing that to his knowledge, she was still a devoted follower and not someone who was trying to sabotage him.

You thought that if your heart beat any faster, you might fall into cardiac arrest. You had a glock-19 shoved into the waistband of your pants, and a knife strapped to your thigh. You weren't taking any chances tonight knowing what was about to come. You knew that Kai had taken this upon himself to do, and that it would be you versus him when he barged in through your front door at 1 am on the dot.

The clock ticked agonisingly slow, showing that the time was only 45 minutes past midnight. No amount of preparation would ever have you prepared for your alleged murder, nor more time. Your knee shook in a frenzied fashion and your hands that were clasped together in your lap began to drip with sweat. You'd practiced this, Kai's break in, Kai confronting you, Kai pulling the knife from behind his back. This particular scenario played over and over in your head like a broken record.

You were shaken from your thoughts when the phone rang. You watched it from the corner of your eye as it rung - 1,2,3 - times, just like you'd discussed with Ivy. He was downstairs.

Sucking in a deep breath and reaching for your adderall, you popped more than your recommended dose and swallowed it with a glass of water. You wiped your mouth with the back of your hand, and stood from your seat. The heavy thud of boots reverberated off the walls in the hallway leading up to your apartment, and soon, there was a slow knock on your front door. Your hand shook as your fingers hooked around the trigger and grip of the glock rested against your hip. There was no turning and running now.

You stayed put, trying to even your breathing as another loud trio of knocks rung through your apartment.

"I know you're in there, I just wanna talk," the sound of Kai's voice sent a shiver down your spine. Who was he kidding, talk? You still questioned where he got your address to begin with knowing fair well it wasn't public information. The questions you were asking yourself would have to wait; there was a much bigger matter at hand.

"Come on baby, don't be like this. I'm sorry for leaking our sex tape," Kai continued to taunt you through the wooden panes of your front door, every minute you weren't face to face with him sparing you yours or his life.

“If it’s any consolation, you were the best sex I’ve ever had, and I’ve had a lot of sex,” Kai spoke, followed by a tapping on the door with what seemed to be not his hand anymore, but something metal. It made your blood run cold.

When was he going to knock down the door so you could just end him? The sweat that beaded against your forehead began to drip onto your eyelashes, and your hands only shook more vigorously. Your eyes were glazing over in fear and soon you were worried a tear would fall.

“Let me in pretty, come on, it’s just me,” Kai didn’t let off, and it provoked words to spill from your throat.

“Fuck off Kai!” You covered your mouth with your shaking hand.

It goes silent, the only noise your heart feverishly beating in your ears. You wondered for a moment if he was still standing at your front door. Holding your breath, you tip-toe to the eye hole, and peek through it. No one. Your eye stays trained on the tiny glass pane for a few more minutes, before you finally let out your breath. Your body relaxes, and your fingers unwind from its tight grasp on your glock.

You wonder what made him change his mind while also wondering if he’s just playing games with you. What if he was just ducking out of sight? What if he was coming through your balcony? Your mind whirled with thoughts, so much so, you decided you’d just open the door and check for yourself.

You didn’t have time to scream, because a big hand wrapped itself around your mouth and pulled you back in through the ajar door into your apartment. Your eyes squeezed shut in fright; hot breath fanning your ear from behind you.

“You’re such a dumb bitch, did you really think I wouldn’t know? Didn’t think I’d see all the undercover cops waiting outside?” Kai’s angry tone coursed through your body and settles in the pit of your stomach.

You try and struggle out of his grip, your hands coming up to pry at his around your mouth. He fights back, pulling you down onto the floor and straddling your hips so that you can’t get away. The moment is tense, and soon you feel the cool metal that was knocking at your door against your throat.

“Make a fucking sound and I’ll slit your throat,” your eyes open to peer into the dark orbs belonging to Kai, his jaw locked and his lips in a tight straight line. Your eyes remain wide in shock, as he removes his hand for only a moment, bringing it back just as fast with a piece of duct tape.

He works at your wrists next, pulling rope from a backpack and bounding your wrists together. You don’t fight against him, knowing that you had now, definitely lost. What in your mind convinced you you could beat the master in mind games and trickery?

“Now,” he moves down your legs, bounding together your ankles. Nothing had ever made you feel more suffocated, “you’re going to call the cops and say it’s a false alarm, and I’m going to watch you with this knife against your throat.”

If your lips could move you’d be sobbing, the tears in your eyes blurring your vision as Kai gets off you to search for your mobile. He finds it almost instantly, and settles back down on top of you, the knife once again strategically placed at your jugular.

“The tape is coming off now,” Kai warns you, before ripping the tape from your lips. You gasp in pain and wonder if your skin had been taken with the tape.

Kai holds your phone up to your face, and unlocks it in an instant. He scrolls through what you suppose is your text messages, until his face lights up with content. He calls the number, and puts your phone on speaker. So badly did you want to scream for help, but ultimately you knew it would be the cause of your demise with the sharp blade already slightly piercing your skin.

“Everything okay?” Detective Wilson asks.

“Ye-yes, um-” Kai advises you to stop stuttering with the reminder that there is a knife to your neck, “I think it’s a false alarm detective, I’m so sorry to bother you, you can all go home.”

The detective pauses for a moment, as if he wasn’t convinced, until Kai urges you to speak again.

“Really, I’ll let you know if anything changes.”

“Alright miss, please, keep us in the loop.”

The line goes dead, and Kai immediately tosses your phone across the room. It hits the wall and falls to the floor with a loud crack.

“Now, tell me who my mole is.”

You suspected that Kai may already know who his mole was, if he was intelligent enough to work out you knew his plan. You restrained from saying anything, scared that it would cost another’s life. Right now, if he was to only take yours, at least everyone would know who did it.

“Just kill me instead, I know that’s what you really want,” you couldn’t believe those words were coming out of your mouth.

Kai’s facial expression remains unwavering, his eyebrows deeply furrowed, and his lips slightly parted with the exhale of small breaths.

Kai knew he didn’t want this. There was always something about you that attracted him to you, regardless of how different you were in every way. You weren’t scared of him, and were willing to kill another person to protect yourself. He admired your planning, your use of a mole from his cult, how you’d defended yourself after the sex tape was leaked. You were strong, and nobody could try and convince him otherwise.

He drops the knife and you let out the breath you didn’t know you were holding in. Then he kisses you.

You’re still tied by the wrists and the ankles, but even if you weren’t, you wouldn’t try and move away. He had just tried to kill you, but you were still like putty in his hands. He was mean, condescending, downright evil, but the way his lips moved against yours sent butterflies free to fly around your stomach.

Maybe something inside you knew he wouldn’t go through with it, hence why you were so compliant. His lips felt like velvet against yours, his tongue soon to delve its way into your open and begging mouth. His big, warm hands cupped your cheeks, and when he finally pulled away, you didn’t want him to stop.

“What was that for?” Suddenly the adrenaline had worn off, and you were left wondering what all of this meant. His hands didn’t leave your face as he peered down into your soul.

“You need to admit to me who the mole is,” he spoke softly, and you noticed something glisten in his usually stone-cold eyes.

“Why would I tell you?” You fought back, but your voice was only just louder than a whisper.

“Do you want to stay tied up while I fuck you?”

The question startled you, but you didn’t have time to respond before Kai’s mouth was back on yours. He tilted his head to get better access to you, his dick twitching in his pants when he hears the moans vibrate from the back of your throat.

Every time you slept with Kai it felt like the circumstances couldn’t get any worse, but this definitely took the cake. His mouth felt warm and tasted like the smallest but perfect hint of mint toothpaste. His tongue slid over yours, massaging it softly, and when it was all becoming too much for him, he stopped. He needed to feel you again.

“Keep me tied up,” your mind was just as clouded by lust as his was, almost as if this totally fucked up situation never happened. Almost as if you were two people who weren’t at war with each other.

Kai chuckled, before reaching for the glock at your hip. He’d felt it pressed against his inner thigh this whole time but chose to ignore it; it wasn’t like you could do anything with it anyway. He tossed it to the side before checking if the safety was on, and then tore your pants down your legs.

When the cold air hit your skin, it pricked in small goosebumps. Kai ran his fingers down the length of your thighs, immersed in the way they looked and felt, like they were the most perfect things to exist. He left the knife strapped to your thigh when he rolled you over onto your stomach, and sucked in a breath when he saw the perfection of your ass.

You wiggled, and the tip of the knife pricked your thigh. It wasn’t painful, it actually felt good knowing now what was about to happen. Kai used his own knife to slice your panties down the middle and tear them off.

“How bad do you want it?” Kai was back to taunting you, your cheek pressed against the carpet of your living room floor as you heard his zipper unfasten.

“Please,” you pleaded, wanting to forget about everything else and feel him inside you.

“Please what?”

“Please fuck me, Kai.”

You gasped at the feeling of Kai’s spit, as it landed directly on your cunt and dripped down onto your clit. He worked fast, reaching for your sensitive bud and toying with it between his fingers. You couldn’t hold back the pathetic whimpers as they forced their way out your lips.

The engorged tip of his cock was next, and all you could imagine was the veiny length and the way it pulsed in need. You were beginning to clench around nothing, until he finally sunk into you after spreading your pussy from behind.

He didn’t go easy, bottoming out inside you and groaning at how good it felt. His moans were like music to your ears now that the loud thumping of your heart had gone away. Your clit brushed against the carpet with every ravaging thrust, Kai’s skin hitting yours and making a blissful beat.

“Fuck,” Kai muttered, totally consumed by you and your sounds, loving the way you were tied up and at his disposal. You let out small whimpers, feeling the head of his cock almost brush your cervix with every piston of his hips.

“Oh my god that feels so good,” you almost cried, the way he was fucking you reaching every point you needed it to. No one had ever fucked you like this, or maybe it was all the danger mixed with the undeniable sexual tension.

“Your pussy feels amazing,” you’d never heard a nice thing come out of Kai’s mouth, but tonight he was full of compliments, “you get me so riled up, I can’t contain it.”

He was close, but he just wanted to fuck you forever. You were sure to be bleeding from your thigh now, but the thought didn’t stop the twist of an orgasm in your groin.

“Please Kai, I’m gonna cum,” you almost cried, tilting your hips upwards to feel the hit of his cock against your sweet spot. It unravelled you, releasing around his cock and clenching so tightly it made Kai lose control and come undone.

He pulled out, and spilled his cum across the perfect planes of your ass. You both panted in an attempt to get your breath back, and when his were finally even, he turned you back onto your back.

You looked up at him and he almost came again. You watched his cock as it leaked the remanence of his last load, swollen and pink in the best way possible.

“I’m going to fuck you, again and again, until you give in and tell me who the mole is,” Kai’s face showed he was serious, but his eyes glinted with a playfulness you could definitely get used to. Sensitive and fucked out, all you could do was nod.

[yearningaces]

Hi! (It got too long, sorry)

So um.. i had some time to think while I was trageling, and I didnt wanted my thoughts to get lost in the void so I wrote some things in my notes about Declan (its not entirely about him, mostly about just Hallewells). So if its okay then I would share it.

The first one is actually just a situation, or well.. so um, I temporarily forgot that he is in the medival times and I had a daydream about him in the modern age.

The thing is that I really love how devoted he is, but I also like how cold he is towards everyone else. And you said that he isnt a entirely a good person so I wanted to play with that thought, how he was acting before he met his heart. (I.. um... its about a car crash so um.. dont read it if it makes you uncomfortable, there is no blood or anything but someone does dies and someone got injured, sorry)

Its colorful because I just realized I can do that in my notes lel (and I was hyped from my own thoughts, how silly)

Next one is like.. um.. mostly an ask. Shortly its about what would be his first reaction when he first sees his heart.

The next one is about um.. shortly, when you cannot communicate what you feel or want, what would he do then?

I am really sorry if any of this is uncomfortable or hurtful for you and you do not need to answer and also sorry for how I wrote in my notes because I was in a hurry... and on a bus so if you see any mistakes in my english then please ignore it. And also ignore this ask if you dont want to answer. (Im just hyperfixating right now here.) Thank you if you answer!

Please NEVER apologize because this is all liquid word gold and nothing could have made me happier to read because you got him! You got him nailed down!! Let's run through this one by one!

Second scenario!

First of all the car crash is 100% in character for a Hallewell. He's done his job, he's moving on without a second glance. Maybe MAYBE if that Hallewell knew his heart already and the woman who was injured looked like his heart? He might toss the man's phone to her. That's really it, they are such an emotionally detached being, not good, but they're doing general good by hunting and murdering the bad in their own way (also please please I'm rotating the powerhouse of this scenario iny mind the next few days of a modern time Declan just... Appearing in the road like that on a dark stormy night to do his job. I need to figure out the best weapon he'd use if not in beast form.) because that's exactly it! To most folks unless the Hallewell has actually shifted, they only see an intimidating human. For the prey of the Hallewell, they see or at least in the back of their mind they feel just how inhumanly wrong this creature is. These aren't good creatures, their job is to hunt and kill foul hearted individuals but that doesn't really make a Hallewell GOOD you know? Very duty bound and almost nothing else is in their heads

It's something I didn't touch heavily on, but whatever decides when a Hallewell is born (be it the deity that drives them like Crom dubh to a Dullahan) or the fate that creates a Hallewell because remember they can't be born from another Hallewell, whatever decides that they're meant to be is what decides who they're fated to. One individual through their entire lifespan, and that's it.

If I could say one good thing about a Hallewell it's that they are viciously devout to their heart. That is their only person, all of the lacking emotions and care is poured into that one person that's why it's so extreme. It's not strictly romantic though, it could be a platonic bond where the Hallewell feels a driving need to be your closest companion. A familial one where in their eyes their heart is their only family, but more commonly a romantic one where they want to be the best partner you could hope for so you'll never want to leave them behind. Because that's it for them, they could never find another person to care for.

Though the way they find their heart is a little... Fitting for how scary they can be.

The reason their heart is called that is because that's how a Hallewell finds them. They hear your heartbeat. They follow it until they find you.

Have you ever been hunted down?

Even if you know you're completely safe, it's terrifying especially if you don't know that and if the Hallewell in question is too excited to consider that fact so it will be a heart attack but once said Hallewell catches up, like I said with Declan, he'll be on his knees as soon as he sees you, holding onto your hand as if in disbelief over your existence because he's spent centuries committed to his duty alone, he's a rarity among Hallewell of being older and only now finding his heart, but now he has, and he would do anything to convince to keep him around. It doesn't matter if his heart is the strongest burliest man around, or the tiniest, he will act with the same adoring worshipful actions. He'd try to go off of your reactions, because at any point a terrifying stranger pledging his lifelong fealty is unnerving at best. He'd offer his home, protection, always good food on the table- he'll cook for you if you'd like, books, gems, fine fabrics, entertainment, himself, anything and everything he has if you will only permit him your presence and should you decide anything more he would be most blessed but would never expect as such.

He's an intense dude... All Hallewell are really.

As for the third thing!

This is hell! A Hallewell unable to aid his heart, Declan would be close to tearing his ribs open to offer you his racing heart if it helps! It's a scenario where he can get very very overbearing but he wants so badly to help and is close to just finding the nearest person he knows you've expressed lacking fondness over to devour them.

Now this is a very dependent scenario, but if you were crying, breaking down good and proper, first and foremost he'd isolate the both of you. No crowds, no guest fuck off everyone he will grip a bitch and toss them halfway across town if he feels they're making the situation worse regardless of who it is. Once alone he'll try to hold you, be it both of you on the ground he wouldn't care, if you let him he'll hold you close and not say a word until you do even if it means staying there for hours until he's stuff and sore he wouldn't care.

If he can't hold you? Okay he won't try again but he's gonna pace around on high alert instinctually patrolling the area you're in to ensure nothing can come near you so you can have the space to breathe properly.

Eventually he'll gain enough sense to bring you water and something light to eat because crying is dehydrating and exhausting. If you let him he'd carry you to bed, tuck you in all nice and cozy and try to help you rest.

The issue comes in now, if you go to sleep and don't tell him what happened once he's positive you're sleeping he'll lock the house up so you're safely protected from any nosey folks, and he will hunt everyone he knows you've been connected to. Not to kill but it's not off the table. He needs to know who did what to upset you so much and he doesn't care if that means fighting everyone in your town. He'll drag folks out of alehouse and toss them into a ditch to interrogate, he's not above beating someone to near death if they know something and if they're the cause I'm sorry they're no doubt going to die

If you tell him to stay before falling asleep, or find a way to explain, he'll just stay beside you as motionless as stone, watching you breathe. Counting the moments, waiting, watching. When you wake if you can tell him what you want he'll do anything.

If you can't tell him what you want just try to tell him to stay close so he doesn't go on a rampage trying to figure it out himself

[2cmtall]

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Context: using different voice lines and adding a small scenario/context to it.

A/N: aah, it's been a long while since I've posted! Not much to say other then the fact my consistency to write and stay motivated is non existent. My apologies 😅

Characters: Diluc, Kaeya

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Chat: relax The sun was beating down on you both, the heatwaves rippling near the ground as clammy sweat stuck to all parts of your bodies, though it seems the heat is affecting you more than Diluc. You've been trekking for about an hour and it's only in the last few minutes that he finally took his dark coat off, hanging it over his arm. But even with all the layers of his clothes, his thick red hair, and his fiery vision, his strong legs were still moving at a consistent pace, only ever faltering when he notices you slowing down significantly. He was so focused on getting to your destination, he almost forgot that you werent as adept to extreme weather.

"Y/n, it's in your best interest to try to keep up. We are almost there."

"gasp diluc. . . .doncha think . . . . W'should take uh break?" You could barely even get those measly words out, your head hanging low as you slurred your words together, your mannerisms that of a drunkard if not for the obvious fact that you were in the sweltering heat. Not taking the pressure anymore, you strayed off course and plopped down near a tree, muterring something along the lines of "screw this." You started instantly feeling better as the rustling tree provided much needed air and shade. Looking back at you, he sighed, ashamed he didnt see how bad you were handling the weather, and came to you offering his water as an apology.

"Guess we can rest for a bit."

For the next few minutes of the rest, he spent fanning your flushed face, which put you to sleep, causing you both to delay your trek further. This time though, when walking, he made sure to keep to a more shady area, and making sure that you take your necessary breaks and drink lots of water.

When it rains: umbrellas You and diluc were getting ready to leave Angel's share, it was closing time and you just got finished with cleaning the last table, putting all the supplies away. You couldnt hear the rain, as you were inside and too busy chatting with diluc, talking about everything and nothing at all, but when you opened the door for the both you, that's when the telltale cacophony of rain drops filled your ears momentarily halting your speech. You looked up at diluc in question, "should we go find some umbrellas?"

"I don't need an umbrella, but you could use one if you need." He said it as if it was simple fact that he didn't need one, but you felt bad, not wanting him to get wet just to be polite. "You know, if we only find one umbrella, we could maybe share it? I just dont want you to get wet."

You meant it sincerely, but your words and expression made him momentarily taken aback, though he recovered swiftly with an amused huff. Going to the back, he grabbed an umbrella for you, and shocked, you watched as he stepped out into the rain, steam starting to billow from where the raindrops touched him. They evaporated before your eyes, not being able to get him wet. It was an astonishing sight, one that made you burst out laughing.

"Ha! I guess you really dont need one after all, huh, diluc?" You smiled wide at him, making a small smirk emerge from diluc's lips.

"I'm afraid not, y/n. Care to join me in the rain?" His red eyes twinkled like a ruby in the night.

"Of course, diluc. Can't have you out in the rain all alone, now can I?" And with that, you joined him in the rain, still offering your umbrella toward him, your eyebrow arched toward him with a cheeky smile. At least now, he won't be steaming like a dish on a hot stove.

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When it snows- anecdote You and kaeya were sent on a small mission to investigate on some suspicious activity in dragonspine, to your utmost displeasure. No matter if you're used to the cold or not, dragonspine is a different kind of hell, as if the place of eternal fire froze over. Even now, when you and kaeya were well within a cave you found in shrieking excitement, with a blazing fire that crackled in front of you both, you were still shivering. The only thing you could hear besides the blessed fire is the chattering of your teeth and the howl from outside, the thought of going back outside making you curl in on yourself further. It was honestly quite pathetic how weak you were to the cold. Through the shaking of your jaw you mustered out, "this is so stupid. I dont know why anyone thought sending me here was a good idea." Your brow furrowed even further, deep lines of displeasure marking your face.

The sight made Kaeya lightly chuckle as he stretched his sore muscles, obviously making a show of how he wasnt affected by the biting cold. But underneath his teasing, his face grimaced at seeing your sorry state, wondering if you'll really be ok. Hes already given you his fur coat, to which you were vehemently gripping around your body, your knuckles white. So how about he distract you from your problems, he thought?

"Hey, how about a ghost story to go with the snow?" He marched his brow and smiled with his hand outstretched to you, as if offering you this suggestion in his palm. You blankly stared at him through the deep furrow of your eyebrows, "ghost stories? In the snow? Arent these stories usually reserved for camping out in the woods?"

Kaeya smiled, "well, we are technically camping, are we not? And it seems you need a bit of distracting. . . And who's to say we cant tell ghost stories in the frigid cold?" You pondered this for a moment, understanding that kaeya may have a point. A few points actually. You gave a small nod to his direction, giving kaeya permission to continue. "There's an abundance of eery tales surrounding dragonspine, would you like to listen? Though if you're interested, I suggest holding someone close to you. Wouldn't want to scare you too bad~" this made you squint your eyes in confusion. Kaeya was the only other person here? And how scary can these tales possibly be? You were about to call him out on this, your mouth opening in an inhale, but you choked the words before they could form, suddenly understanding. Kaeya wasnt looking at you anymore, your prolonged silence his rash suggestion making him look almost. . . Shy? You couldnt believe what you were seeing. And when you think about it this way, what kaeya said made odd sense given how you were practically rattling in the biting cold, and cuddling-no- being close to kaeya would allow for a bit of protection. And the part where he said you needed a distraction. He already gave you his coat and sparked a fire, and he couldnt so much as use his vision on you, so distracting my mind is the next best thing. Finally understanding his motives, you smiled cheekily as you stood up and plopped down snuggly between his long legs, his chest to your back. He made a noise and stayed frozen, as if processing what just happened. And for a while it was positively silent, with you shivering against him, and him not moving an inch, his breath fanning the top of your head. And then all at once, his arms wrapped around you and his head rested against the top of your head. Curious about the sudden change in him, you discreeting tilted your head up to try to meet his eyes, but could only see the underside of his chin. . . And his smile. A very simple smile, but it was the very reason that made your eyes widen in astonishment. You felt as though you were intruding on a private fact, so you tilted your head back down slightly, and disturbed the silence with a question.

"So, are you going to tell me your ghost stories or not? I'm holding someone close, just like you said." You heard him chuckle, his chest quaking slightly with telltale laughter, which made you smile broadly.

"My apologies for keeping you waiting. As the legends are told, dragonspine was. . . . "

When it snows- cold "What's wrong? Can't handle the cold?"

You gave him a cold side eye that even he shivered at. 'Y/n is quite the menacing one when provoked.' Kaeya thought to himself. You continued to glare at him, despite your immense shivering.

"Hahaha, I suppose not. . ." He gave a weak laugh, trying to look for anything that might dissolve your anger, but for a while all he could see was snow, bare trees, more snow. . . Aha!

"Lucky for you, y/n, there's a cave just a few steps ahead of us! Try not to turn into an icicle in the mean time~" you still looked cross with him, your eyebrows still furrowed, but you've lost some of the hard edge in your frown and your features were less drawn down. Now you looked at him expectantly.

"Carry me, please." Just with the mention of carry, his eyes widened back to you, only momentarily, before he got his composure back and coughed. "My, how very forthright of you! But. . . If you insist, y/n. I suppose Dragonspine has treated you too harshly. You can't help but have assistance from me, can you~?" He treated you with a teasing grin. A Cheshire cat, through and through. At his comment, you made a sort of impatient huff, to which he chuckled at. It's quite a delight seeing you act so childish, though he supposed he should help you, seeing as how you've been struggling to keep up for a while now.

Lowering himself down in front of you, he allowed you to climb on his back. You held on tight around his neck as he raised himself to his full height. He really did feel bad, ya know. Feeling you shiver violently on his back made him hold onto you tighter, lest you fall out of his grip. He told himself that next time he will use everything in his power to help you avoid traversing through the unforgiving nature that is dragonspine. Maybe after this he could take you to the beach, a much more pleasant place to be, he hopes.

[intertexts]

YAYYYY YOU KNOW DAKOTA BACKSTORY NOW <333 YOU MADE IT !!!!!!

EPISODE 19 + 20 TRIVIA:

- they are all. so very sad. let me play you a song on the worlds tiniest violin

- charlie: "im angling my mic so i can lay on the ground"

- after 5 minutes of just going "im sad" "im sad" "me too" they are FINALLY talking about the episodes

- SUMMER AND DOUG !!!!!!!!!! ohhh i love them they are important 2 me

- the other heroes with summer and doug were fan created!!! the one with black and white hair is Portalgeist (teleportation power), the one with the green visor is Valence (no mention on their power), and then the pink one with the mask is Sleepyhead (sleep/illusion/dream powers) :]

- grizzly: "im glad the water thing worked!! william was proud of me because i didnt rush in and that meant a lot"

- "there is a reason dakota thinks there are three different summers and not just one summer, i think it'll probably come up when we meet the doctor" << HELLO??? i dont actually remember this. omg

- "i hope le frog can finally move on and get over us now. hes their problem now" MEAN 2 HIM !!!!!!

- william figuring out how to neutralize the demons........ woag (on that note he said his original intention was to turn it into a wisp. do with that what you will)

- moving onto 20 woooooo everyone sad again!

- bizly: "i have gone over it in my head a thousand times how i would present her and everything, i hope i did it some sort of justice because every time ive thought about it since you originally told that idea it has made me *this sad*"

- "DAKOTA COLE CHARACTER STUDY EPISODE" << this is such a huge win for me

- "dakota has been very scared to go see his aunt for a very long time. i dont think he ever would have done that alone. i almost wanted him to say that to you guys in the episode but i dont think he wouldve even processed it enough to admit that yet"

- condi and charlie both said they didnt really know what to say in character a lot kf the time but then they realized they didnt really have to say anything, the important part was that the characters where physically there for dakota in that moment

- grizzly: "i mean im sure it was a huge surprise for william and vyncent not just the scenario itself because dakota never talked about it, but the fact that i dont think theyve seen him get emotional like that. its always been sort of over the top righteous anger and never anything this soft or quiet" (charlie: im curling up in a ball on the floor)

- DAKOTA DAMASCUS !!!!!!!!!!!

- they (bizly and grizzly) were a little nervous about how well this was gonna play out because its such a direct real life kind of issue, but they both really like that it adds such a huge layer to dakotas character

- bizly: "i mean, you have this guy- both of his parents were literally killed in the wake of a superhero fight and he STILL grows up with the mindset of 'i wanna be a superhero!' and just this unwavering optimism and urge to do the right thing"

- condi: "i cant wait for us to get into william shit too i reaaally wanna get into whats going on with him"

charlie: "huh? what william stuff?"

condi, suddenly SUPER AGGRESSIVE: "I wanna go to *FUCKING DEADWOOD*"

- grizzly: "i mean william is scared of facing things so part of dakotas whole goal with this was to face something he was really scared of doing to hopefully inspire william to do the same"

- charlie: "i think ive said this before but i think william sees dakota as... making it. into the prime force, as a superhero, just as The Guy who stands out above us all, right. i think he sees dakota making it out of all of this. i don't think he sees that for himself."

grizzly: "dakota Will Not make it to that point without dragging william and vyncent up with him. hes not gonna leave them behind for anything"

- "there are a lot of things william would pry into way too much, i mean its literally on his sheet as one of his complications, but i dont think he would ever pry about this unless dakota brought it up first and wanted to talk about it" aaaahhh the ghostkicksisms

- bizly had said someone had been in the apartment recently, which was weird because his aunt has been in rehab for a WHILE. grizzly doesnt even know who it couldve been

- they said they intentionally kept the details of her rehab sort of vague, they didnt want to get too into the descriptions of it bc that would be too real and too heavy and they wouldnt want to represent anything like that in a poorly handled way. generally though she is there for addiction/alcoholism

- "how pissed would you guys be if we got to the end of the campaign and le frog was the final boss" and they all get VERY GENUINELY ANNOYED JUST AT THE THOUGHT OF THAT POSSIBILITY "bizly i would leave. i would quit"

- charlie: "i have NOTABLY *not* been using a secret identity for a LONG time. because i think william stopped taking the whole hero thing seriously, he doesnt see a point in it anymore"

- bizly says they have already met who he plans to be the final villain of the whole campaign!! theyre trying to guess now, charlie says it would be cool if it was mark (holy shit), grizzly says mal !!!! he thinks mal is going to take the tricksters power in some way. he also jokingly said it would be funny if harlem shade turned out to be the main bad guy because he would have fun playing him as a villain. (condi had to leave early so he doesnt get a guess) . charlie says they all have their own Big Villains right now (wiwi has mal, vyncent has the lich, grizzly doesnt have one yet but he probably will eventually), but he doesnt necessarily see mal becoming THE villain. neither of them think the trickster is going to be the main villain since the whole point of season 2 has been to get ashe back

- GRIZZLY ADMITS HE THINKS MARK IS A REDEEMABLE CHARACTER. WIN !!!!!!!!!!!

DAKOTA CHARACTER STUDY WHOOOOO!!!!!! I MADE IT!!!!!!! a little blood covered and trembling but i made it!!! also jesus i have a BACKLOG of trivia u sent me i wanna talk about so bad... thank u king btw. its so fucking awesome 2 finish an episode & then receive so much trivia about it. fuck yes a little bowl of seeds for me (<- can't stop fucking saying that now!!)

I LOOVE the prime rifterssss i love fan created characterssss theyre so good!!! man. i love summer and doug. yeah even doug. also YEAH the reason he fucking thinks there's three summers is because he has FUCKING BRAIN DAMAGE from ONE MILLION CONCUSSIONS and JUMPING OFF A SKYSCRAPER and being EXPERIMENTED ON!!!!! NKDFKDFGHfgk. or at least. thats what i think.

i also thought he was gonna turn it into a wisp!!!!!!! i was so surprised when it didnt work... my assumption is that they were like, different variants of the same thing, whatever that thing fucking is. which. i guess is maybe not true!! wild.

FEELING INSANE OVER EPISODE 20. LIKE. IN GENERAL. joining charlie in a fucking ball on the floor tbh. what i will say before i spend like, a fucking week sorting through my thoughts & shit is that i do think they did a really good job w/ handling the addiction plot point... whenever anything like that comes up it really is always a crapshoot of like oh okay is this going to be unintentionally shitty to addicts. is this going to be wildly inaccurate. is it going to be ableist. etc etc etc. & i think the vague and blurry brushstrokes that they Did draw were really well done... more specific detail wouldn't have carried nearly as much weight as that description of their trashed rotting apartment & the way they reacted 2 seeing each other !!! wails and cries and throws up.

ALSO, the way his parents were killed feels like such a fucking missing piece slotting into place for his character? i had figured that-- ok i knew his parents were dead & i also knew he'd had.. personal experience with the um. violent and dangerous area of effect superheroism has. but knowing they were collateral damage in that umm. knockoff darkseid? darkstar? fight makes so much sense irt his perception of heroism & not wanting to be responsible for deaths. god.

& ummm i'm feeling fucking normal about "he sees dakota making it out of all this, he doesn't see that for himself." & "he doesn't see a point in the superhero thing anymore" like, we knew that already. but. doesn't make it easier to hear!! MORALLY AMBIGUOUS VIGILANTE WILLIAM WISP WHEN.

i have no idea who the bbeg is gonna be dude. oh my god. its gonna end up being fucking alan (allen??) or something. it's gonna be one of the s5. this is amogus now. anyway. GOOD EPISODE!!!

[blueinkphantom]

YOU DONT GET TO ESCAPE THE BINGO HELL. Dreamza, DNB, Awesamdream, Awesamdrunz, Drunz, Sampunz, DNF, Dreamnap, Doomsdaytrio (romantic), DNN, Dreambur, ANYTHING YOU CAN THINK OF. Do as many as you want. I await your opinions with delight

Happily :D this took awhile to write out especially cause braincells got lost for a bit. and due to length i put it all under "keep reading"

1. Dreamza:

I find the idea of them together funny but also at some point what was meant to be a joke turned to actually shipping them outside of any joke. Because listen i love admin c!Dream, and that with admin c!Phil can just lead to so soft moments especially post-prison here c!Dream gets assistance from c!Phil as long as Dream is accepting/tolerating it. And also i love winged c!Dream and c!Phil has his wings and just imagine them preening each other. Consider Dream's wings after prison pretty much in shambles and he hasn't preened them in so long cause it took time he could use for more important stuff and he also can't reach all places and Phil sees this and alarm bells ring in his head. Consider Dream slowly learning to trust Phil as he recovers in the arctic and at some point lets Phil near his wings to preen them and at the end of it he's so sleepy and tired and surprisingly comfortable that he just falls asleep leaning on Phil. (a few more dreamza thoughts might follow in the romantic Doomsdaytrio section) Not one of my favourite ships but definitely amongst those i love the most. I could read 100 fics about them. I love them.

2. Dreamnoblade:

WOULD YOU LIKE TO HEAR ABOUT HOW MUCH I LOVE THEM BECAUSE LISTEN THEY ARE PERFECT WONDERFUL PRECIOUS AIJDAKLSJKDFOKJSEFINSFE As noted by my blog title i am absolutely completely normal about rivals duo :D AND LISTEN THEY WOULD BE SO CUTE AND AMAZING AND GREAT TOGETHER LISTEN LISTEN LISTEN YOU CANNOT TELL ME THAT THEY WOULDNT BE ONE OF THE CUTEST AND WONDERFUL AND BESTEST COUPLES! I dont know if i already read 100 fics about them but i 100% would because listen THEM <3 I need so much more of them. I really hope i manage to write my one Dnb fic i have in progress right now soon. and listen listen listen imagine c!Dream crushing on c!Techno early on and c!Techno too and justjsnm, ndfksdnfvkdf I have many demons about them. If only my brain worked everytime i did then i could do more, write more about them. (and i nearly could mark it as Fandom once ruined them for me but thats just due to how some annoying people sent hate for shipping these two fictional characters.) They aren't canon except in my heart. They need to talk because i need to see them interact more. I love them so much. My favourite characters <3 Probably my favourite ship of all DSMP ships. They are already my favourite duo platonically and i dont see much of a difference between romantic and platonic due to aroaceness i think, so there's honestly no surprise

3. Awesamdream:

Love them. i need to hold gently and squish and put them in a box (ideally with a c!Punz). They would make each other worse but also i love to see scenarios where they could make each other better. I really really really love the flavour of Awesamdream you write. I could read 100 fics of it. They are unhealthy and i love them for it Sadly don't have many thoughts on them rn.

4. Awesamdrunz:

You sparked my love for them. You started my (mild) obsession with them. I need to put them in a box together and shake it. I would read 100 fics about them. I need more of them. Them just, them <3. Braincells have gotten lost when i went to write Awesamdrunz so it's pretty short.

5. Drunz:

My babies. My little guys. Im a sucker for characters that are them against the world basically. I’m a sucker for characters that get left by basically everyone except that one, the one that sticks by them, that doesn’t leave, that trusts them and follows them and gods the scene where c!Punz tells c!purpled about c!dream’s torture. THAT GUY WANTS TO AVENGE HIS BF AND IM HERE FOR IT! I need them to talk properly about their goals and still stick to each other after. I need them like a fish needs water. Them. One of my favourite ships no doubt. A bit below c!dreamnoblade if i had to rank them.

(I like Sampunz but i don't have many opinions on them rn outside of Awesamdrunz .-. or at least my brain doesnt remember any right now)

6. DNF:

*I don't like DNF that much.* Only under specific circumstances so this is going to be more negative. Willing to smash them together like Barbie dolls but mainly due to me wanting to give c!Dream as much love as i can via other characters. In this case romantic love via boyfriends. i dont really like c!george that much. i find him interesting but thats it. I would say the fandom has somewhat ruined it for me. Partly just due to the shippers that use the cc!dnf dynamic for c!dnf, the ones that focus so much on c!dnf for c!Dream (and ignore many other important relationships of him like with sapnap, punz, etc.) and some more reasons. All pretty small and petty reasons i think. They could probably make each other a bit better but it seems more likely to go the opposite route. I probably read 100 fics about them but not for the ship, just cause i found the story interesting so i dont count it.

7. Dreamnap:

HEAVILY underrated. They canonically fucked. In public. (as part of a treaty iirc but still). They’ve been friends since before the server. They both have a book with divine power (and I wish there had been more done with it). They both yearn for each other but one of them is too stubborn in his current belief and the other is too stubborn to stop the path he’s one. I need to shake them.

8. Dreamzablade aka romantic Doomsday trio:

:D So as above stated i already love Dreamza and Dreamnoblade. I also love Techza (though brain is very very focused on c!Dream so it's a bit more in the background). And i do love polycules because listen so many characters fit with so many characters and they have often two hands and a mouth and two feet and- you get the point i hope. Like with Awesamdrunz, i love mashing my favourite ships together to polycules so i obviously love Dreamzablade. I'd imagine the way they get together is Techza probably first. Decades long friendship with romantic feelings brewing and Phil is pretty nonchalent about it, asks Tech who blushes a bit and is happy. So they get together and then enter Dream. And Techno notices "ah, similar feelings to Phil. fuck." and Dream develops same feelings for Techno and Phil notices first that Dream has possibly the hots for Techno and Phil is a bit possessive and very much *this* and Dream finds it hot and then also develops feelings for Phil and is just fuck fuck fuck. Tries to avoid thinking about it but stuff happens and idk how yet but they all get together. Phil notices how Dream finds his possessiveness hot and finds it amusing. and listen listen listen consider them all cuddling together. and consider with shapeshifter c!Dream who unconciously shifts to have traits of his loved ones and his small wings he has from the parrot and c!Bad gets bigger due to c!Phil, and he has hooves like a piglin and consider them cuddling and Phil has a wing over both of them, Dream has his either tucked in or also somewhat around the two and Techno is very much enveloping them both. I think i can confidently state that i love Dreamzablade as much as Awesamdrunz i should maybe find my one dreamzablade AU again and draw something for it or write

9. Dreamnotnap:

They are a package deal. They've been bestfriends and they've been hurt and split and i need to shake sense into c!snf (and technically also a bit c!Dream but mainly snf) i think they deserve to hold hands and kiss and fuck and also cry into each other's arms because they miss each other but they are so far split it’s probably gonna take an act of god to get them to talk more peacefully. Maybe put them in a box. Sam should put them in a box to talk. Consider AU where George and Sapnap get trapped in the prison with Dream for a bit. I could read 100 fics about them getting back together and become boyfriends. Or AUs where c!Sap and c!George stick with c!Dream and don’t basically abandon him.

10. c!Hannah x c!Dream:

i can't really explain why but just *gestures vageuely* them. Its probably partly cause i really like c!Hannah. And i like shipping characters together that i like. Also both like roses.

Besides c!Sampunz I also skipped c!dreambur. Don’t really have many thoughts on that ship besides Dont Like It, Hiss