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ootahime · 3 years ago

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analyzing every gojohime moment in the manga 😈

this series will probably have more than one part because tumblr only lets me upload ten images per post </3

warning: there are disgustingly long paragraphs in here and delusions

chapter 32

utahime’s first introduction! akutami lets us know right off the bat that she thinks gojo is an idiot (so true).

chapter 32

i love the contrast between miwa and utahime’s reaction to gojo’s appearance.

chapter 33

NAH BC TELL ME WHY HE WENT OUT OF HIS WAY TO NOT GET HER ONE LMAOOOO!! when he traveled overseas to meet with yuta, he picked up the tribal protection charms and thought to himself, “let’s get enough for the kyoto students as a gift since i am such a great and caring teacher, after all. mmm, i should skip utahime to make her mad~” this guy puts way too much effort into getting on her nerves. his mind = utahime brainrot

chapter 33

she’s laughing at him here because he’s getting disciplined for being a lil shit. i wonder...what would he say if he saw her laughing at him like that?

chapter 33

this interaction between them is a little strange don’t you think? i feel like over the years he’s learned how to pick up her mood based on the way she’s acting towards him. you’re probably thinking, “well any person can figure out how a person’s feeling based on the way they’re talking or acting.” yes, that’s absolutely true, but it’s kind of different with this. she’s acting normal. utahime has a rather indifferent expression on her face and what she says is spoken in a calm tone, but gojo still asks her if she’s mad at him. it’s likely that he knows her well enough to be able to notice these subtle things. even if she wasn’t actually mad at him, he was being considerate for a split second, then he went and said, ��of course. i didn’t do anything wrong and all.” what a guy LOLOL. to me, this implies that maybe he made her genuinely angry in the past to the point where he realized that he went too far, and thus decided to be more careful of her feelings. she has definitely gotten annoyed at him so many times after that so whenever she seems angry, he probably asks himself if he took it too far. i’m curious to see if he can pick up if she’s upset with something that’s not involving him. would he console her? how does gojo satoru console someone?

despite him always annoying her, she’s still courteous and brings him a cup of tea during their talk. she didn’t have to go out of her way to get tea for him but she did. that’s the kind of person utahime is. a kind and caring woman who would never put her students in danger. in the anime they were sitting far away and not facing each other like they’re doing in the manga. she also has her own tea cup. i think that little panel of her placing the cup down on the table and him picking it up to take a sip is a nice little detail. it just proves that her hating him most of the time isn’t actually pure hatred but annoyance because of his shenanigans and teasing.

chapter 33

i touched upon this a little bit in my previous post, but i wish to go more in depth about this panel. first of all, he ends the sentence with her name twice. two times too many, mr. gojo. i like how they can be serious with each other too LOL. i wish we got to see them talk about the traitors because they did figure it out together after all. does it always end in bickering? can they interact with each other like adults all the way through? somehow, i feel like that’s not possible when it comes to these two. furthermore, notice how gojo confides in utahime about his suspicions. from what we know, she is the first person he brought it up to. i mean, i guess he has to start investigating the schools and would need extra assistance to save time, but he could have done it himself if he really wanted to. by deciding to ask for her help we know that he thinks she’s trustworthy, smart, and strong enough to face whatever considerable risks this task may entail.

i didn’t point this out in my other posts but see how he makes a hand sign in the last panel when she throws the cup at him? gojo is manually activating his infinity. why though? about a year after the whole star plasma vessel incident happened, gojo develops the ability to keep his infinity up at all times by using the reversed curse technique to consistently heal himself to prevent exhaustion. this means that it really makes no difference whether he leaves it on or off. there are a few times where we can witness someone actually touching gojo. for example, yuuji giving him a hug. did he turn his infinity off, or was it able to deduce that yuuji was not a threat? the erasers and pencils shoko and geto threw at him during his demonstration of his new ability aren’t dangerous normally, but is it the speed that makes them dangerous? even if it did hit him, it wouldn’t hurt. how does the infinity know when to allow an incoming object to touch gojo? i believe it is up to gojo himself to let things touch him; his infinity restricts anything and anyone. some people say it could just be the fact that water is not dangerous to him, so therefore, he has to manually put his infinity up. i thought this was a reasonable explanation as to why he put up the hand sign when the tea was thrown at him, but then i realized that it couldn’t be. remember the second opening? it’s raining and everyone is carrying an umbrella, then it pans to gojo with a bouquet in his hand and rain drops slipping off his infinity. if he DID manually put his infinity up to prevent getting soaked then that implies that he chose to turn his infinity off. you can argue and say that jujutsu high is a safe place with students so there’s no need to have his infinity there, but do you remember when he stepped on the ants in front of gakuganji and yaga? the ants were perfectly fine after which insinuates that his infinity prevented his shoes from crushing the ants. he most likely had his infinity on during the baseball game even though he was in a safe environment. how does this long tangent relate back to utahime? well, it simply indicates that gojo trusts utahime so much to the point where he can be vulnerable around her. turning off his infinity symbolizes completely letting down his guard in a way.

how about what happens next? utahime throws the tea at him, he turns on his infinity to deflect it, and he responds with, “scary! hysteric women aren’t popular, you know!” why would he even say that LMAO?? utahime doesn’t even try to deny what he said either. she just hits him with the good old, “i am your senpai!” could it be that he’s trying to poke fun of her relationship status? maybe, maybe not. doesn’t he like people a lil crazy? he did say that all jujutsu sorcerers have to be a little crazy because they’re willing to put themselves in danger constantly.

chapter 0 p.1

i wonder who he’s thinking of when he said that. could it be utahime? it seems like he’s reminiscing or thinking about someone. he wears an amused expression on his face as he laughs - almost like he’s seen his fair share of how scary women can get :>>

chapter 34

the pattern behind gojo and utahime is called yagasuri “fletching,” a traditional japanese design. this design is inspired by arrow fletching. it's a lucky charm for weddings and other celebrations since it's based on the Japanese belief that an arrow shot once never comes back. brides were given kimonos with this pattern for good luck during the edo era (1603–1868) to ensure they would not have to return to their original family home. this pattern can have numerous meanings such as steadfastness or determination to achieve a goal, or a wish for the happiness of the bride. there is a belief that a bow and arrow represent the fight against evil. honestly, this meaning fits the narrative of the story. utahime and gojo are unearthing the traitors that are feeding intel to the curse users and cursed spirits. they are in the middle while the kyoto students surround them, which could mean that it’s their job as adults to protect these children from the grasps of evil slowly making itself more prominent. do you also notice that the arrows are pointed toward utahime from gojo? from all the images i’ve seen, the arrows are usually pointed downward. what could this mean? is gojo trying to protect her (in the future (?)) or does he have a big fat crush smh...

i think it’s a good time to mention utahime’s clothing. she’s wearing miko attire. miko are shrine maidens who were once thought to be shamans (you connecting the dots?). in their service to shrines, miko used to perform spirit possession and takusen (in which the possessed person acts as a "medium" (yorimashi) to communicate the divine will or message of that kami (god) or spirit; also included in the category of takusen is "dream revelation" (mukoku), in which a kami appears in a dream to communicate its will). this was back in the old days, of course. to become a miko back then (shaman), one needed to have potential. neurosis, hallucinations, odd behavior, and hysteria (HYSTERIA HELLO???) are some of the signs that a person is being called to shamanism. when a miko is communicating with a kami (god) or spirit by acting as a medium, she is in a trance-like state, and so she must learn techniques to control herself when this happens. chanting and dancing were used to accomplish this, so the girl was taught melodies and intonations that were used in songs, prayers, and magical formulas. all of this could give us insight about utahime’s technique and explains why she’s good at singing :) maybe she can’t control herself when she uses her technique which is why she isn’t shown using it because it should be used for dire situations. i imagine being possessed by a spirit or god must consume a lot of cursed energy. it makes sense that utahime and gakuganji wear traditional clothing. they’re the staff of jujutsu high’s kyoto branch. in chapter 0, kyoto is known as the sacred land of jujutsu. it’s more traditional compared to tokyo. if you want to learn more about miko, you should check out the wikipedia page!

chapter 34

i swear he tries to annoy her every chance he gets. i bet he sets a goal for himself to see how many times utahime lectures him about respecting his seniors every time he’s within the same vicinity as her. at least he called her utahime-sensei!!!

chapter 40

this isn’t even a gojohime moment tbh...i just wanted to share a pic of them sitting next to each other HEHE. why are they sitting next to each other anyway? it’s not like they have assigned seating.

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that was so long and i apologize for the gargantuan paragraphs you guys had to read through. i’m writing this at 4 in the morning and i’m feeling borderline delirious so i apologize if there are any errors. i’ll edit this when i have time <3

the next part should come shortly.

#gojohime #gouta #gojo x utahime

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robinofgothamcity · 3 years ago

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♡ scenario: connor losing his mind when you're hurt and charging into the fight recklessly.

♡ pairing: connor kent ( superboy ) x fem! reader

♡ note: not checked for grammar or spelling mistakes / i'm sorry but i'm living for these angst to fluff moments rn especially bc i rewatched reign of the superman and forgot how much i loved connor in it.

Connor watched as you were completely slumped on the side of the building, no longer clear headed and struggling to stay awake. what was supposed to be a clean and easy mission turned out to be more than what the league expected.

he had requested for back up and while they were already trying to fight off the thugs that were attacking Connor, he could still see that you were fighting to stay alive and he had no idea if you were even going to come out of this fight alive.

"what the fuck?" Connor whispered, seeing you now slumped on the ground. he turned to the person who attacked you, eyes fully red with no intention of holding back. Clark could sense his song was a second away from committing murder as he saw Connor charge into the heart of the battle with no game plan, just murder.

"SUPERBOY NO!"

you waved shyly to the group of league members as you hid behind Wonder Woman. you were new to the scene of sidekicks and had no idea how to even introduce yourself without sounding like a complete idiot.

"woah new girl!" you heard a male voice say as you stood in your place petrified. you had no idea who it was as Diana had yet to individually introduce you to everyone, "i call dibs!" you heard the same voice say.

Diana turned to you before grabbing the boy who was charging towards you by the head and tossed him back to Superman, "she's not up for 'dibs' Superboy. she's my newest apprentice and you will treat her as such," she threatened.

you giggled behind her as a few of the sidekicks introduced themselves. you knew them as the Young Justice team and although you weren't formally with the team, you figured Diana was training you to become apart of them in the future.

"( your hero name ), this is Superboy," Wonder Woman said, "he associated to the Super family," she explained as he pushed up his dark circled glasses and flicked his hair back, "pleasure is all mine," he muttered, shaking your hand.

you returned a tiny smile before she continued to introduce you to Robin and Impulse. you noticed how Superboy kept his eyes on you. you had no idea if it was because he liked you or he disliked you but every time you turned to look at him, he was already staring at you.

after introductions and the cliche 'your real identity is sacred' conversation ended, Diana felt it was for your own good to get used to your new 'teammates'. she wanted you to make sure you weren't uncomfortable around any of the YJ team even if that included Superboy.

"so, what do you like to do for fun?" Wonder Girl asked, sitting down next to you and handing you a bowl of popcorn. you shrugged, "uh, not much. I like to watch tv and read for the most part. no one really invites me to do things with them," you admitted, scratching the back of your head.

she laughed, putting her arm around you, "well that ends today! we should all do something fun! how about we go to the county fair? doesn't that sound fun?" she asked. you shrugged, not really opposed to the idea, "I call all the rides with ( your hero name )!" Jinny replied.

you smiled, following her and Wonder Girl out the door as Robin, Impulse, and Superboy followed behind you. Robin looked at him, "you like her don't you?" he asked, already calculating the minute Connor had fallen in love with you.

"well she's apart of the team, i'd like to hope we'd all like her," he replied as Robin shook his head, "no, you get what i mean by that," Robin pressed as he could see Connor's face fall with realization. he didn't reply but he could tell what he was tell Connor's real answer through his face.

as they arrived to the fair, they all booked it to the first food stand they saw. Robin offering to pay for everyone being Bruce Wayne's son had its benefits. you ordered a simple coffee as you didn't want Robin to spend too much on everyone.

"what ride should we all get on first?" Jinny asked excitedly. you pointed to the tallest ride, it was one of those high rides that sat two people at the top and had them spinning around, "oh I can't do that. it's way too scary," both Keli and Jinny said.

Superboy smiled at you, "I'm down if you are," he said as he grabbed two tickets from the worker, "cool," you replied as the two of you walked to the line, sweat already building up from nervousness.

once they sat the two of you and made sure you were both buckled in, you stared at Superboy nervously as the ride started up and pulled you up before immediately starting to spin. you stared at Superboy, screaming for you life. you unintentionally grabbed his arms, not realizing you were holding onto him as you continued to yell.

Superboy chuckled, finding your reaction cute.

after the months passed and you finally grew closer to everyone on the team, you were particularly close with Jinny and Superboy. you and Jinny shared a lot of common interests as she showed you how to shoot a gun and Superboy...well, everyone could tell the two of you were just seconds away from actually dating.

you walked into the YJ lair, sipping on hot chocolates with Jinny as the weather was turning cold. she was cracking some cringe dad jokes, trying to make you laugh as you tried to contain from choking on the hot chocolate.

"hey, where we yall at?" Keli asked. you turned to Jinny before giggling, "just doing a few errands we had to run before I had patrol with Superboy," you said, not really clarifying on what you both were actually doing.

although everyone could see how much you liked Connor, Connor himself thought you had a thing with Jinny. he knew she was particularly close with you and felt as though he was practically competing with her for your attention.

"do you have my phone?" you asked Jinny as she dug into her pocket and handed it to you. you grabbed your phone before quickly snatching her hat and putting it on, "yee-haw," you giggled into the mirror as Jinny started chasing you down the halls.

as you turned a corner, you bumped into Superboy and fell flat on your ass, "oh, I'm sorry Superboy, I didn't see you there," you groaned as Jinny grabbed her had and put it back on her, "you've yee'd your last haw," she said, making you laugh harshly.

Superboy's eye couldn't help but twitch as he gave you his hand, "ready for patrol?" he asked sternly. you looked to Jinny who crept away from the angry Kryptonian and left you to deal with him, "yeah, let me just freshen up again and I'll meet you outside," you murmured, going into the bathroom.

you quickly used the bathroom before checking if you had everything. you opened the door and walked into the lair's common area. Connor had yet to drop the angry attitude and everyone was eerily silent as you walked in. he grabbed you by the arm and practically rushed you out the door.

"weird," Jinny told Robin as he shrugged, "what isn't weird about him," he replied making everyone laugh.

patrol started extremely awkward. you hadn't felt this weird since you first started on the team and you had no idea what was wrong with Superboy since he wasn't telling you.

the two of you walked on top of roof, scanning the empty roads before you turned to look at him, "what's up? you seem bothered," you asked him as you both sat on the ledge, "seriously? you seem annoyed at me or something so at the very least you can try and tell me what's wrong," you pressured again.

he looked at you with eyes of determination before grabbing you by the collar of the shirt and pulling you into a very heated kiss. you were taken back by surprise but let him continue to kiss you. a part of yelled at Connor pulled you close but another part of him was still screaming at him that you still could've liked Jinny.

"I had to do that before Jinny officially took you away from me," your eyes fluttered in confusion, "uh, what do you mean by 'take you away from me'?" you asked, not knowing what he was talking about.

Connor sighed in frustration, "I see the way you're around Jinny and figured that she likes you and vice versa," he finally admitted as he stood up, not wanting to hear your response. you quickly stood up and grabbed him by the wrist, "hey wait," you said.

he stared at you, "I'm really not in the mood to get rejected ( your hero name )," he ran his fingers through his hair annoyed. you shook your head, "I don't like Jinny nor does she like me. we're just really close friends Superboy," you whispered, bringing him into another kiss.

this time, he was the one taken back but he melted into the kiss, all his negative emotions washing away as you continued to kiss him. he wrapped his arms around your waist as you him in closer by the neck. Connor was definitely not expecting this tonight.

"so does this mean that we're like....together together?" you asked playfully shy. Connor let out a laugh before lacing your hands together, "clearly. I can't let Jinny steal you away from me," he jokingly replied.

Connor ran to the three different henchmen as his strength was to the point of killing, not caring if he died in the process. he was recklessly dodging bullets, knowing they wouldn't do anything to him. he grabbed the first man and threw him against a wall as it collapsed around him. Connor only hoping that it did enough damage to unalive him.

the second one he managed to choke him out enough to the point where he passed out but that wasn't enough for him. you were on the brink of death and if he had to see you die, he was going to make sure the men who possibly killed you got what they deserved.

"SUPERBOY!" he heard his father scream again. Connor paid no attention to him as he grabbed the third henchman and slammed him to the ground, throwing punches left and right, "listen to me," Clark screamed at him.

he could see the tears coming down Connor's face as anger, fear, and sadness clouded his mind, "this is not you! pull out of it!" he yelled, shaking Connor's shoulder, "you're about to kill this man. I get that you're angry but you don't get anything out of hurting him. all you get it consequences and your girlfriend needs you right now more than ever!" he continued.

Connor finally shook himself out of his trance as he heard his dad telling him to go to you. Connor nodded and ran to you, seeing you unconscious and hardly breathing, "I'm taking her to the hospital," he yelled to Batman before hauling your body into his arms and flying towards the nearest hospital.

once he finally reached the emergency doors, he shoved everyone out of his way and to the front desk, "she needs help...NOW!" he yelled to the poor receptionist. the girl jumped up from fear but nodded and screamed for a bed and a few doctors.

the doctor asked Connor to place you on the bed before the doctor told him that he could follow them inside. a part of Connor wanted to straight up move the doctor to follow you into the OR but he knew that he'd get into more trouble with his dad and the MPD if he hurt anyone else.

for what felt like hours, he was waiting inside of the room they had told him you'd be in once you got out of surgery. he had already gotten the lecture from his dad about the consequences he would've gotten if he actually managed to kill the three men earlier.

"she's going to make it," the doctor told Connor as he walked into the room while they adjusted you to the bed. Connor nodded, "she'll be out of duty for months. she sustained a lot of injuries to her body that'll take weeks to recover and she got a nasty concussion so you'll need to play doctor for the next few weeks to make sure she's okay," he explained.

Connor nodded as the doctor told him that you should be waking up within the next few hours. Connor adjusted himself on the seat and got comfortable as he had no intentions of leaving your side until you were awake and ready to leave the hospital.

you woke up a few hours later, your body killing you from all over as you saw balloons all around the room. you knew you had landed in the hospital but you had no idea how long you were asleep or in a coma even. you turned to see Connor passed out next to you, his body slumped awkwardly.

"Kon, Kon wake up!" you whispered, shaking him softly. Connor jumped up in a fright as he immediately realized you were awake, "how do you feel? are you okay? do you need anything?" he immediately asked as you couldn't help but laugh at his frantic attitude.

"Connor, I'm okay, I promise," you whispered as you brought him in for a kiss, "my body just hurts and i'm still kinda tired," you murmured as Connor nodded. you managed to wiggle yourself enough to make space for him, "babe, it looks like you haven't slept in days."

"I had to make sure you were okay so i haven't exactly slept in a while," he admitted sheepishly. you shook your head, "you're too much sometimes," you giggled as you put your head on his shoulder, "but you love me regardless," he replied.

this was the first time the L word had came up in the relationship, "yeah, I guess I do but now you need to sleep," you said as you closed your eyes and felt Connor pull you closer to him, "I love you too by the way," you whispered, giving him another kiss on his partially exposed chest.

#dc #dc x reader #dc imagine #connor kent x you #connor kent x reader #connor kent imagine #connor kent #superboy x y/n #superboy x reader #superboy imagine #comics #dc comics

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lilysdaydreams · 4 years ago

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Boyfriend-girlfriend feelings ~

Pairing: Corpse Husband X Reader

Genre: Fluffy stuff.

Warnings: Um none i think.

Summary: Request where fem!reader has like a husky voice and it’s not like super deep but deep compared to the other female streamers and she joins the lobby w corpse and stuff as a substitute and everyone is supposed about her voice and calls her the girl version of corpse bc she’s faceless too, except her personality isn’t bc she’s super optimistic and stuff. Anyways her and corpse bond and later admit separately on stream that they like the other, then fluff? Thank you!!!!

A/N: This is my first request and I went a bit overboard lol, this is nearly 3000 words so Anon I hope you enjoy lol, but yeah I did my best, I really really really hope you like it :((

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You yawned and took a sip of your bubble tea before turning back to chat.

“Hmmm, what should we do now, everyone? I think I might end stream now, it’s been like nearly 4 hours.” you mumbled glancing at the time.

It was only 10, so it wasn't that late, but you’d been on stream for 4 hours and you needed to finish your essay.

Your phone lit up with a notification and you glanced at it to see that it was from Sean.

Sean: hey wanna play among us? We need one more person.

“Uhhh or maybe not.” you said to everyone, smiling as you saw the chat light up with excitement.

Quickly typing out a “yessss, send me the link.”, you let your viewers know that you were gonna be playing among us and then quickly opened up the game.

Opening up discord, you joined the group and realised the only person you actually knew here was Sean.

“Shit” you said, biting your lip.

“Guysss,” you whined to your viewers. “The only person I know here is Sean. I’m so nervous now.”

The chat blew up with “you can do it!” and “we believe in you!” and other supportive messages.

You smiled seeing all of this. Your community may be small, but they were probably the best ones out there. They were sweet and kind and there was barely any toxicity in the group. You were only a small streamer, doing it as a hobby since you started college. You only knew Sean because he had messaged you himself, inviting you to a game of Phasmophobia because he'd liked your previous videos where you played it. You had been shocked then, barely being able to comprehend that Jackspecticeye decided to Twitter dm you, like what the actual fuck. That had only been a month ago, and you had played again a week ago with him, but your friendship was still new so even though his presence made you a bit comfortable, the anxiety was definitely overpowering it.

“Okay, okay I can do it” you mumbled under your breath trying to hype yourself up.

Quickly joining the call, your ears were filled with the noise of everyone yelling about the previous game. Sean quickly yelled at them to shut up once he noticed you'd joined.

"Everybody, I have our tenth player, this is Y/N, say hi everyone."

Valkyrae was the first one to yell out "Hi" with everyone else chiming in as well, and you had to breathe in deep to stop yourself from fangirling over Valkyrae.

You awkwardly smiled and said "Hey guys, I'm Y/N, Its nice to meet everyone."

There was silence for a second and you narrowed your eyes, wondering if you were muted or something.

"Wait what oh my god, you're Y/N from Y/C/N?" Valkyrae said her voice going quite high.

"Oh, that's where I know you from," said Sykkuno suddenly, leaving you staring shocked at the screen. Sykkuno and Valkyrae knew who you were? What the actual fuck?

"Uhhh," you said eyes flickering between the chat and the screen. "Yeah, that's me, I didn't even think you would know who I was, um oh my god."

"Oh right, now I remember, you did a cover of dreamy night, right?" chimed in Lily, and by this point, you were almost having a panic attack.

"Oh god, you saw that?" you questioned, whispering because you were worried that you were gonna wake up from this dream soon.

"Yeah!" exclaimed Lily, "Your voice is like total opposite of mine, so it was really cool to hear! Your voice is really nice!"

"Awww, thank you so much, that's so sweet of you to say," you said, wringing your hands, not really sure what to say. What the actual fuck, how were all you favourite streamers here and ALSO knew about you huh? You wondered if this was a dream.

"Yeah what the hell, your voice is so deep." said Poki.

"Right, when you said 'hi', I literally thought it was Corpse for a second," Dave replied, chuckling a bit.

You made yourself take big breaths, trying to make your heart calm down.

"She's not very much like Corpse though" Sean chimed in. "She's very sweet, and gets scared so easily."

You unmuted yourself and gasped exaggeratedly. "Excuse me Sean, but who was it who screamed so much in Phasmophobia and nearly made my ears bleed?

"That game is FUCKING scary okay?" He screamed back, making everyone laugh in the background.

"Hey guys, what did I miss?" a very deep voice came in suddenly, and you realised this was the 'Corpse' they were talking about. You had seen his popularity on Twitter and seen a few clips of him playing but god damn hearing his voice in your ears like that was fucking amazing. You squeaked, thankful you were on mute.

"Holy shit, his voice is deep," you said to the chat, immediately getting responses such as "We know!," and "SIMPPP" as a joke from others.

Giggling you unmuted yourself when Sean introduced you to Corpse, and nervously said "Hey", dragging it out at the end, "Its nice to meet you!"

"Oh yeah!" said Sean as if remembering something. "Y/N is faceless as well, so she kind of is like the female version of Corpse."

"What?" "Oh my god." "Brooo, thats so cool"

You didn't have time to say anything back as Sean decided to start the game at right that second.

Everyone went quiet and you sighed in relief as "CREWMATE" flashed across your screen. You did not want to be an imposter right now, you wouldn't be able to stomach it.

Quickly hiding your chat, you moved to admin and started humming something to calm your heart down. This had been a crazy 5 minutes for you, and you really needed to calm down. Taking a sip of your drink, you talked to the viewers as you did the card swipe.

"I cant believe Valkyrae - oh I should just call her Rae, right? considering I'm playing with her right now, oh my god, ANYWAYS, I can't believe Rae and Sykkuno know me. Like Lily even saw my cover. Ahhh! I didn't even know she saw it, and now I'm just playing with them, im literally shaking," you rambled to the chat as you went towards electrical to do the tasks there.

You saw Poki there, and you both ran around each other and then you followed her as she started walking to reactor. Suddenly the lights went out, and you gasped as the report button went red, and you quickly pressed it.

"Okay okay," you said before anyone could speak. "Me and Poki met up in electrical, we went to reactor and I was doing the one two three four five six seven eight nine ten task, and she was doing the Simon says and then lights went out and I went off and then suddenly the report button was red. So the kill happened right now."

"Did you see anyone?" asked Toast?

"Nope, I saw no one."

"Well, it couldn't be Sykkuno, because we were both waking to electrical together," said Corpse,

"Yeah it couldn't be Corpse, we were together at the last moment," confirmed Sykkuno.

"I was in weapons," said Rae.

"Navigation." - Dave.

"I was already at Electrical with uh Lily I think," said Sean.

"Yeah, that was me." confirmed Lily.

"Toast where were you?" asked Rae.

"I was just going into navigation."

"Leslie?" you asked, noticing she hadn't spoken up.

"I was in weapons."

"Well one of you is lying." said Corpse softly making everyone laugh.

"Gee, I wonder what this game is about?" Sean replied, teasing him.

"Maybe it's a self report?" questioned Dave.

"No oh my god, it's not me," you said quickly defending yourself. "Poki and I were literally doing our tasks, I swear."

"I don't think it's Y/N, why would she report the body, there was no one around, and she could have easily just vented somewhere."

"Are we skipping?" Leslie asked.

A chorus of "Yeah" came in so you quickly skipped. Going into weapons you did the shooting task there and then started towards navigation, letting out a gasp as you got killed suddenly.

"ITS SEAN?" You yelled, completely shocked. "How could he kill me like that, I just started playing with them, and he was the one who invited me as well!" you whined, brining the chat back in again.

Opening up the dead chat, you messaged ":(((((" and Poki did the same back. You talked to the chat for a bit, moving around until you got to electrical where Corpse was.

"Guys, it's Corpse, lets follow him," you said, smiling a little.

Just as he was leaving electrical, Toast came in and killed him. You let out a small gasp as he self-reported and pretended that he'd just stumbled onto the body.

"CORPSEEEE" you typed into the dead chat, laughing when Corpse responded with ":((((" just like you had done.

"Whose the other one?" he asked and you quickly typed in "Sean :((("

Corpse: "*GASP, he killed you after inviting you to the game?*"

You: "Ikr!"

Corpse: “that’s so rude, we should stick together next game so we don’t get killed easily."

You: "Yes let’s do that!”

You guys continued talking until the next round started.

"SEAN!" you yelled immediately. "How could you kill me like that, when you were the one who invited me?" you whined.

"Exactly Sean, that was so rude." Corpse chimed in, supporting you.

"Ah, uh, exc -" spluttered Sean, "Please, oh my god, I can't handle the both of you at the same time, it's too intimidating."

Everyone started laughing and you giggled as Corpse accused Sean of avoiding the question.

The next round started and you laughed when you both got double killed five minutes into the game. Seems like your strategy of staying together wasn’t that good.

You played a few more games with everyone, getting imposter with Poki once. Finally, you decided that you really should finish that essay that you had due.

Finishing your fourth game, you let everyone know, pouting when everyone groaned.

"It was really nice to meet you, Y/N" said Rae, "We should definitely play more!"

Everyone chimed in then and you said bye to everyone as you left the lobby. Just as you were leaving the voice call, you heard Corpse say "Bye Y/N" again, but you couldn't reply because you just left.

"Whoops," you mumbled, feeling a bit bad.

You quickly said bye to all the viewers and ended the stream.

Opening discord on your phone, you sent a friend request to Corpse, being shocked when he accepted in a second. Wasn't he playing still?

Typing out the message, you sent it before thinking about it too much.

"Hey, sorry, I heard you say bye at the end, but I left right then. Just wanted to let you know that I wasn't purposely ignoring you or something."

“Ahhh no worries,” he replied.

Then a second later; “I checked out your covers btw, you’re really good.”

“Oh, thank you so much,” you replied typing quickly. “Your songs are great as well. I have to admit they’re a bit too intense for me lol, as I normally only listen to ballads and stuff, but I loved agoraphobic with al my heart :((( literally listened to that non-stop for a week when it came out lol.”

Okay maybe I went a bit overboard, you thought staring at the message.

“Oh Thankyou, that means so much to me. And yeah, I know that not everyone likes this type of music, don’t worry about it. Actually, I was thinking of doing another Lo-fi type of song like Agoraphobic, but I’m still working on it.”

You settled into your chair, continuing on the conversation.

It was an hour later that you realised that you’d just been texting Corpse and not done the essay like you planned to.

“Sorry corpse, gtg,” you messaged, putting a string of crying emojis after.

Putting down your phone, you finally started working on your essay, ignoring the butterflies you’d had in your stomach for the past hour.

~~~

You guys kept talking. The next day he asked for your number, saying it’d be easier to text there than discord. You guys messaged for ages. Your conversations never ended because even if one of you had to go, you would just pick up the conversation from where you left. It was by far the easiest friendship you’d ever had, and if you were being completely honest, you’d kind of developed a small crush on him.

A few weeks later, you were streaming among us again, this time with another group. You died quickly in the first game, so you pulled up chat and started asking some questions.

“Corpse?” You asked reading one of the questions. “Ah I don’t know guys, I don’t think Corpse is coming to this game, he’s quite busy with his music and everything, and I don’t think he’s available today.”

“Do you like his music?"

"Yeah, his music is great. It’s sometimes intense for me,” you admitted giggling, “but I do love it. I actually really wanted to cover Agoraphobic or MISS YOU! They’re both my favourites and I’ve been wanting to... hmmm.. maybe I’ll do a poll on Twitter and see which one more people want?”

Suddenly a message caught your eye; “I kind of have a crush on corpse.”

You laughed out loud, saying the username and replying “Yah I think everyone who meets corpse ends up having a crush on him, like how could you not, he’s freaking perfect.”

When everyone started spamming chat though, you realized you might have said too much.

“Anyway guys look, I think Sykkuno might end up voting Rae, and oh he did it,” you laughed as the “defeat” screen came up and Rae started yelling at Sykkuno for not believing her.

~~~

The next day, Corpse was waiting as Rae asked people to join the lobby. Answering questions from his chat, he saw one about you and read it out.

“Is Y/N gonna play?”

“Ahhh, I don’t think so guys, I think she has an assignment or something. It’s been a bit since I played with her, it would have been nice to but yah I don’t think she’s available.”

Suddenly all the chat was talking about was you.

“Do you see the clip where she says she likes you?”

“Bhahah I think she has a crush on you lol”

“Did you see that clip?”

Corpse furrowed his eyebrows confused about what clip.

Another comment caught his eye.

“Do you like her?”

“Do I like her? Of course, I like her, it was amazing to meet her, her covers are great, she’s so nice, also she’s like the exact opposite of her voice, it’s so funny." He laughed remembering the photo you'd sent of all your plushies lined on the bed. "Yah no she’s really sweet, we’ve been talking a lot recently, it’s been fun.”

“SIMPPPPP”

“Omg he actually likes her.”

“CORPSE X Y/N”

“Oh don’t make her uncomfortable guys,” Corpse huffed as he saw the comments. “Yah I kinda like her, but y’all are too much” he muttered, before realising exactly what he’d said.

“Wait no, what.” he stuttered, “Um oh look Rae's found some more people.”

~~~

When you finally decided to look on your phone, you realised that your Twitter notifications were blowing UP. Quickly going into the app, you clicked on one of the mentions saying “CORPSE X Y/N, ITS REAL I CANT BELIEVE IT.”

Tapping the video underneath it, you listened as Corpse talked about you, blushing when you realised what it sounded like. But...he couldn’t actually have a crush on you... right?

He was probably kidding, you told your beating heart. Probably just wanted to go trending for something. A voice whispered in your mind that Corpse wasn’t like that but you didn’t wanna give yourself hope.

Just then your phone rung, making you jump and stare shocked at the screen when you saw Corpse with a yellow heart next to it. Corpse had never called you before.

Quickly picking up the call before it could go to voicemail, you shakily questioned “Hey corpse?”

“Uh hey,” he said, his voice sounding way too deep. “Sorry I normally wouldn’t call but like, I just got off-stream and saw the Twitter trends and everything. Um, I like - didn’t wanna, um make you uncomfortable with all that so I can tell them to back off if you want?”

“Um..” you said stalling, trying to process everything here. Deciding to oho full in, you just blurted it out, “Do you actually have feelings for me?”

“Like not just friend feelings", you continued, "but like the boyfriend-girlfriend feelings if you get what I mean.”

Immediately after saying that you wanted to slap yourself. Were you in 2nd grade? Like who the hell says boyfriend girlfriend feelings?

“Uhhh, I- I kinda do I guess, I like you but like it’s okay if you don-

“I do," you said cutting him off before he could finish.

“I um, I also like you.”

“Oh.

“Yah”

“Cool”

Should I do a pt 2?

#corpse #corpse husband #corpse husband x reader #corpse x reader #corpse fic #finally #this took way too long #i am tired #i am in pain

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isoldmysoultojonahclemence · 3 years ago

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Clemence Father

JONAH’S ROUTE JUST CAME OUT ON IKEREV TW AND I’M ON PART 12 AND I RLLY WANNA CAUSE SERIOUS BODILY HARM TO JONAH AND LUKA’S FATHER RN. I TALKED ABOUT HIM BEFORE ON LUKA’S EVER AFTER POST HERE BUT NOW IMMA TALK ABOUT IT AGAIN BC BELIEVE IT OR NOT, HE’S AN EVEN BIGGER ASSHOLE IN JONAH’S ROUTE.

BUT ANYWAYS HERE’S WHAT HAPPENED.

SPOILERS FOR JONAH’S EVER AFTER UNDER THE CUT

(ps the screenshots all have that orange recording button bc i want to look at them without having to go through the entire route again. sorry if they’re kinda annoying!)

Aight, so Jonah proposed to MC (well, he kinda just announced that MC is his fiancee from now on but whatever), and he decided to bring her to the Clemence house for this party to meet the family. Luka was there as well, standing in a corner. MC kinda wanted to join him in the corner as well, but Jonah dragged her off to meet his relatives. But they all seemed to dislike MC because she’s not from a good background.

Then, this dude enters the scene:

[Translation:

A dignified-looking man walked over here, looking at me, who is standing by Jonah, in surprise.]

And then, when Jonah goes to introduce MC as his fiancee, his father cuts him off by saying that he never heard of Jonah having a fiancee before. Like, Jonah was in the middle of a super serious and sincere introduction and his father just interrupted like that in a super cold voice. I was already starting to dislike him at this point, but I didn’t wanna fight him just yet.

Also, here’s something that kinda surprised me:

[Translation:

(His looks seemed to be similar to Luka’s, but his disposition...

(It seemed to be 50 times scarier than Jonah when I first met him...)]

I found it kinda weird how Luka actually took after him in terms of looks more than Jonah did??? Like, my original headcanon was that Luka didn’t actually look very similar to his father, which could be part of why he was ignored so much, but I guess he was ignored even when he looks like his father. Ouch.

Also, whenever the Clemence father makes an appearance, the thing that MC talks about the most is how scary/stern his disposition is. He must be someone really ruthless to warrant that kind of description.

After that, his father goes on to guess that Jonah had made the decision to bring MC without consulting anyone in his family because he knew that his decision would be opposed. I suppose that Jonah’s father does know him quite well, but it actually unsettles me more, because he seems to have no regard for the effect he has on his sons. Like, Jonah literally had to fight to keep his head up under such pressure.

So Jonah goes on to explain why he chose not to tell anyone about it, but his father interrupts him AGAIN with this huge speech about how the Clemence bloodline cannot be mixed with a bloodline of unknown origins. They have kept his tradition for hundreds of years, and that every single heir has accepted this fact and chose to marry someone of high social standing.

Jonah, naturally, was pretty angry, and told his father that he has gone too far. But guess what? This dude ignores him YET AGAIN and tries to convince MC to marry Levie instead of Jonah. Seriously. No wonder Jonah never listens to anyone else if this was the role model he had. I’m really starting to grit my teeth at this point.

Also, something concerning is how Jonah’s father knew that Levie is after MC, since that was classified information. Jonah confronts him about him, but he brushes it off by saying that he was the former Queen of Hearts and he has all the information sources he need. I wonder how powerful he was when he was Queen if he was still so influential in his retirement. And yeah, he totally strikes me as the sort of guy who would order Claudius to assassinate people...

But anyways, Jonah’s father tells him that he’ll pretend as if he heard nothing and walks off, even though Jonah tried to tell him that he wasn’t finished yet. What a guy.

Jonah leaves MC with Luka and goes after his father. Luka takes MC to his room and tells her something really sweet. He tells her that to trust “that guy” (Jonah) and to wait for him, which really showed his reliance on his older brother. Like, even though he rejects Jonah a lot and avoids him, deep down inside he still believes in Jonah.

And after a few parts we get a flashback where Jonah recalls the conversation he had with his father after he goes after him, and this is where my blood starts boiling.

So the Clemence father reminds Jonah, in a pretty harsh way, that when he had rejected marriage alliances in the past, he has always said that he’ll find someone better. He then goes on to call MC “that kind of person” (as in, a person of low birth and social standing), and Jonah gets pretty mad at him for that:

[Translation:

Jonah: Even if you’re my father, I cannot allow you to call her “that kind of person”...!

Clemence Patriarch: Don’t change the topic!

Hearing his father’s roar of fury, Jonah wasn’t scared in the slightest, and instead glared fierily back at him.]

I find it kinda interesting how the game refers to Jonah and Luka’s father as “the Clemence Patriarch” instead of “Clemence Father” or something. That would probably make more sense, because the term “Patriarch” can refer to a grandfather, an uncle, a cousin, etc., not necessarily a father. But I guess this highlights how his identity as a patriarch is prioritized before his identity as a father.

And then this scene happens:

[Translation:

Clemence Patriarch: Whatever you say! There is nothing more to say, get out.

Clemence Patriarch: In order to prevent the failure of the first, we still have a second.

Clemence Patriarch: I will disown you as my son, and make Luka the heir of the family, and then he’ll be the one to marry a high-born noble lady.]

DUDE WTFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF

IT DOESN’T WORK LIKE THAT??????????? YOU CAN’T JUST DECIDE THAT YOUR SON IS A FAILURE WHEN HE DOES ONE (1) THING AGAINST YOUR WILL AND TOSS HIM OUT AND MAKE YOUR OTHER SON THE HEIR???????????????????

Honestly he makes Jonah and Luka sound so expendable, and that’s really not okay. They’re human beings, his own SONS, not an object to be thrown away when it served its use. Like, if I had any doubts about why Luka left his family before, this scene just explained everything. Who would want this guy as their parent?????

And of course, as the best nii-sama in the world, Jonah caves.

[Translation:

Even though he wanted to follow through with his own ideals, he couldn’t let his important brother, Luka, be sacrificed.

Not only would Luka have to bear the burden as the heir, a burden that he has been bearing for many years,

And he would marry some lady who he has never met before, this absolutely cannot happen!

Jonah: Just this one thing...please don’t do it.

Jonah could only bend to his father’s will.]

JONAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH MY POOR BBY LET ME GIVE YOU A HUG (っ˘̩╭╮˘̩)っ

He’s literally in an impossible position right now. If he wants to marry the love of his life, he would have a sacrifice his precious brother, and if he wants to protect his brother, he would have to sacrifice his fiancee. If he wants to keep them both safe, then the only real solution would be to leave the Clemence family.

Come on, Cybird. Y’all made him turn against the Red Army in his original route and now you’re making him turn against his family now??? When will the torture for Jonah and his stans ever end??????????

And here’s a few other lines from the Clemence Patriarch to disgust you:

[Translation:

Clemence Patriach: I am a generous and maganimous person.

Clemence Patriach: As long as the Clemence bloodline is protected, I don’t care if the heir is you or Luka.]

......I literally have nothing else to say.

Istg this dude is the worst parent in the Red Army, and the Red Army is already brimming with awful parenting skills. Lancelot’s father pretty much neglected him and Edgar’s uncle straight-up abused him, but you could still tell that they cared about their sons in their own little twisted ways. Lancelot’s father eqipped him with all the skills he would need to be King, and Claudius took all responsibility for the Bright family business in the end, protecting Edgar. And then we have the Clemence father who’s all like: i MaDE TwO kIDS foR a reASoN anD ThAt iS To HAVE ONE OF THEM REPLACE THE OTHER/USING ONE OF THEM TO THREATEN THE OTHER IF THEY MESS UP. ALSO NEITHER OF THEM MATTERS APPARENTLY BC THEY’RE BOTH JUST TOOLS FOR CARRYING ON THE BLOODLINE.

DUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUDE.

I get that this is only part 12 and he’s probably going to have a redemption scene or at least some whitewashing at the end, but STILL. I really, really, really, really, really don’t like Jonah and Luka’s father.

#ikemen revolution #ikerev #jonah clemence #luka clemence #clemence father #clemence patriarch #ikerev jonah #ikerev luka #i literally hate him so much #i thought claudius won the a+ parenting award #but nah #this guy obliterated him #best nominee no doubt #god i hate him so much

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kiss4kazu · 4 years ago

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ooh! can i request something spicy?? maybe headcanons of claude, dimitri, and felix’s kinks?

spicy hcs | dimitri, felix, claude

this is combo between just kink hcs and also how first times being freaky w these three go hahhahahahhahah screams. this is not safe for kiddos so proceed with caution folks

felix <3

whew, okay. sweats. um

so the first time u and felix do the do was definitely not planned. things tend to escalate a lot with felix when it comes to intimacy. pecks goodnight lead up to make out sessions and all of a sudden his hand is down your pants and you’re honestly not complaining.

felix is definitely more of a giver than a receiver, not because he liked giving, but because he liked being in control. he liked seeing you writhe beneath him and all that jazz.

he’d definitely deny you from reaching your high multiple times, partially to draw out the activity since you tend to come quite quickly beneath his touch but also because hearing you whine his name helplessly was a really big fucking turn on and he always swelled with pride knowing he was the only person who can turn you into a sobbing mess.

felix has 2 moods. his soft and pliant types of fucking, and his arrogant, i’m big bad felix fraldarius and my cock is 30inches long type of fucking. he knows hes hot, he knows he has a pretty dick, might as well utilize it.

he hates praise when it’s ingenuine, for things intangible that he hadn’t earned himself. when it’s people praising him for his title or the power of a fraldarius battalion.

but praise when it comes from you? when it’s you letting him know just how amazing he feels inside of you, how with every thrust of his hips your brain short-circuits and your eyes water with unspilled tears? when it’s you not being able to even form coherent words anymore because felix fraldarius is throbbing inside of you... yeah, that kind of praise. it does wonders for him and his dick.

he’s also into hair-pulling

and overstimulation

hes also rly rly easily jealous like if someone else was making eyes with you or perhaps you were giggling a little too loudly with some handsome noble he’d just yank you away and march u up the stairs to his dormitory before kissing you hard

he’s the type to make u beg and be rly possessive he’d just fuck you so ruthlessly hair stuck to his skin, panting “you’re mine. mine. say it” and u would just cry bc why tf he so sexy hello-

as mentioned in my kissing post, felix sucks the life out of you when he kisses you so it’s only logical that he fucks the life out of you too.

im kidding ofc!! not rly

although he’s on the giving end of things, it’s still completely self-indulgent, felix gets off just knowing he’s getting you off because he’s a sexy narcissist like that.

but on some days, he really really wanted you to know he cared a lot about you.

felix isn’t the best with words, but he was really good with his tongue, so things usually worked out okay. he’d kiss you, everywhere. every inch of you, leaving hickeys in even the most visible places because who fucking cares. you were his, he needed you to know that. he needed everyone to know that.

he can be sensitive sometimes too, make love, if you will.

he has to be rly emotional tho, so it’s probably after something eventful happens in his life. like when the kingdom takes back fhirdiad, or wins the war. or when he’s sleepy and tired and wakes up hard and is just too lazy to put on his big bad scary persona.

sleepy felix is submissive felix, aka my favorite felix. sleepy horny felix is all whiny and blushy and just wanted to come and he absolutely despised himself for it

you were well aware of how much he hated himself for being soft and needy, but that made teasing him all the more fun.

so yes, some nights felix would fuck you brainless and soak in the sound of your voice crying out his name helplessly. but on other nights, felix would lay down, his hair splayed against the pillow, your fingers twirling his locks and tugging gently as your other hand jerked him off, lips pressed against his as you breathed in his whines and grunts.

hearing him whine was a really rare sight, but it did slip out occasionally, when you squeezed the base of his member unexpectedly or when you took him deep into your throat and swallowed around him. felix really likes fucking your mouth.

yeah felix is an emotionally constipated sex god

claude !

whew lord.

ok so claude, my sweet, cheeky, little shit <3

the first time probs wasnt even intentional with him either he was just teasing you a little too much and things got a bit carried away but it’s a great time nonetheless

doing the do with claude is probably a rollercoaster ride, he would literally never shut up and would just say the most stupid things and you’d hate yourself for still being so desperate for his touch because somehow in between his terrible jokes and merciless teasing he whispered complete filth into your ears.

he’s a master of dirty talk, chuckling against the shell of your ear at the sound of you choking out a sob at his words, tugging at your earlobe just to spur you on even further.

“don’t tell me you’re clocking out already?” you’d just glare at him in frustration despite your flushed cheeks and he’d kiss you on the tip of your nose and laugh in amusement at your misery

he’ll literally do everything but fuck you, covering every inch of your skin in love bites, especially your chest. he’d literally eat you out or suck you off until you were dizzy but if you want him inside of you, he’d definitely make you beg.

if you ever tried to get smart with him… um, he’d uh .. p-punish you

not like in a pain kink type of way he’d just pull out right before you could nut and would laugh maniacally in your face afterwards because that’s what you get for being a smart ass ! denying u from coming is basically how he punishes u so its a pretty long night but claude’s really really good with his tongue so you’re guaranteed to come like 3 times at minimum anyways

he’d devour you, all smirks and with eyes filled with mirth and he wouldn’t give in until you were absolutely wrecked under him.

he’s very um… dominant, i would say

but not an aggressive dom, definitely a playful dom who enjoys edging and teasing a bit too much

he’s also pretty experimental, i can see claude as a bit of an exhibitionist also, he’d probably fuck you in the cathedral just for shits and giggles

but he is human and despite how much of a little shit claude is he’s just as wrecked as you he’s just much better at hiding it

he’d probs quit the teasing once he himself can’t handle it anymore

and wow uh thats when claude gets all sensual

when claude’s kind of in overdrive and completely uncoordinated just messily thrusting over and over again to finally get you both to that place thats when he becomes all romantic and lovey

would compliment you to no amounts end, call you all sorts of pet names like honey, sweetheart, baby, etc.

his messy curls would stick to his skin, his forehead pressed firmly against yours, verdant eyes blown wide maintaining eye contact with you just for that extra level of intimacy because watching you when you’re like this really drives him over the edge.

he’d pant against your lips, kiss you roughly and somehow find it in himself to even let out an amused laugh because he’s having sex and that’s kind of funny for some reason

claude’s pull-out game probably a1 but idk he’s possessive in less conventional ways so i feel like he’d get off to the thought of releasing inside you and watching him drip down your thighs bc yea

claude is also the king of aftercare let it be known

he’d have so much energy after sex for some reason like he’d just hop right up clean your bodies, fetch you tea if you wanted some and curl up with you resting on his chest, running his fingers over the skin of your arms tenderly and smiling softly to himself when exhaustion takes over you and you slip into a warm slumber against his chest.

i love him bye

dima

ok so dimi is a busy busy boy and even when he does have free time he’s never entirely there his mind is always kind of somewhere else u know

he’s always struggled w getting a proper night's rest and always overworks himself into hysteria

so, as his lovely s/o, you presume a nice session to destress will help loosen those knots in his muscles and all that chaos whirring around in his mind

you were thinking a nice trip to the sauna or something

but dimi had other ideas

he’d just look at you and his gaze would darken all of a sudden and with just a glance at him you already feel the wind being knocked out of you

it would be rly sudden, like dimitri’s just rly needy all of a sudden and he’s taking whatever you’ll give rly he has so much pent up stress and needs some form of release and he’s so so emotional and touchy and won’t stop kissing you with so much fervor and desperation

dimi is 1000% a lovemaker im sorry u cannot convince me otherwise. unless he is feral. if he is feral then understandable have a good day.

he’s all about pampering and kissing every inch of you and asks every five minutes is this okay? are you comfortable? does that hurt? are you sure? because he’s terrible with fragile things and if he ever hurt you he’d never forgive himself poor baby

part of you just wants to grab his face and say !!! im fine !!! you big idiot !! but you just pull him to your chest and nuzzle your face into his neck and breathe him in deeply, kissing his jaw gently before reassuring him i’m fine dimi, stop worrying

he’d calm down instantly and focus back on the task at hand, pleasuring the love of his life hehe

BODY WORSHIPPING non stop praises just kissing everywhere his lips come across you’d love it but hate it at the same time bc part of you just wants him in u already and the other half of u is just so so enamoured by him and feels so warm and loved and appreciated

he’s more of a giver than a receiver as well though for opposite reasons compared to felix, he worries about your comfort so much to the extent where it distracts him from his own pleasure, and it isn’t until he’s inside of you that he remembers and is like oh wow fuck and yea things dont usually last very long for him since he always neglects his own pleasure in favor of yours. he gets so focused on making u feel good because he loves you so much and he needs you to know that so yeah he doesn’t remember to even touch himself lmao

you’d probably come like twice before dimi even whips his schlong out

at the peak of his pleasure tho dimi gets kinda rough ngl. he’s a person whos very emotionally driven so when everything gets to be a bit too much he’s just slamming into you with so much force your skin stings, grip so tight on your hips there’s sure to be bruises in the morning but despite how rough he is his eyes are nothing but gentle and so so loving

probably says something like oh seiros when he’s about to come LMAOOO

dimi is also a king with aftercare but he’d probably knock out like a log afterwards and it’d be like the best sleep he’d get tbh all warm and satiated and just content

dimi sex god

#fe3h #claude x reader #fe3h fics #fe3h requests #fe3h imagines #claude von riegan #claude imagines #claude scenarios #fe3h scenarios #fire emblem three houses #dimitri x reader #dimitri alexandre blaiddyd #dimitri imagines #dimitri scenarios #felix fraldarius x reader #felix fraldarius #felix fraldarius scenarios

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infinitegalahad · 4 years ago

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Uhmmm hey I hope you had a nice day! I saw the reqs are open so I was wondering if you'd write yandere prompt 19 with Speirs? 🥺👉👈

TYRANT FOR A WAR PIG

Summary: When Speirs had made a promise to you he'd do anything for you; he not only meant it, but proved it-with blood on his hands. Prompt: "Killing for you is my favorite hobby."

Word-Count: 5.4k

Warnings: PLEASE READ! Sexual assault (not done by Speirs; but the rest is), blood, guns, manipulation, stockholm syndrome, stalker like behavior, violence, forced-ish marriage, oh and some suggestive parts (with consent bc consent is sexy) BUT this is VERY DARK. BE WARNED.

Notes: Hello anon-I had an okay day! I got a little carried away with this prompt. You asked for crazy and here is our murder daddy-with a tint of angst *knocks over the whole bottle*. Anyways, this was beyond fun to write. Now it's time to write my modern euro paper and drool about everybody's favorite war criminal. Enjoy! ❣️

Taglist: @tvserie-s-world @easy-company-tradition @liebgotttme @50svibes @ricksmorty @pennyllanne

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With the sounds of muffled, pained grunts and the gurgling of blood in the room right next to year, you were finding it hard to focus on the ongoing game of Go Fish. You slugged in the uncomfortable chair as you looked down at your legs-your once neat red dress covered in dirt and all ruffled all, your neatly done makeup all smeared with a red mark on your cheek, and your thighs turning yellow-new bruises beginning to form.

Whenever you’d heard a noise, you’d shut your eyes and flinch. Right in there was not only your assaulter but a killer. He was a drunk replacement and you were in the wrong place at the wrong time. Whoever this drunk replacement was, he had one thing on his mind-you. He held your arms down as you kicked and screamed, attempting to rip your dress open. You kicked, fought, spit, and did whatever you could to get the fiend off of you. He responded back and left you with purple and red marks all over your body and face. Chuck had been driving by and attempted to break the situation up, but was met with a shot to the head. You didn’t remember much of the events after that besides the screams and blood.

Talbert threw his cards down in frustration and buried his hands in his face. Luz, a cigarette hanging from his mouth, held back a frustrated sigh.

You looked up, and you could see Luz's face of frustration rotate into pity. There was a small cut right under your eye. The blood was dry, and you didn’t even care to wipe it.

“Come on, let’s just play cards. That sound good?” Luz bargained, holding up the cards. He was desperately trying to lighten up the mood and distract the two of you, a man who might lose his best friend and a woman who was sexually assaulted, away from the commotion in the other room.

Talbert was being stubborn and stood up to catch a breather. Luz let him go and turned his gaze back to you. You had a poker face on-a minute away from bursting into tears. Your arms were shaky and your eyes warm and watery as you grasped onto the ends of your torn dress at the commotion coming from the other room. It played out in your head-easy company, surrounding your bloodied and beat abuser, taunting him.

“Y/n,” Luz gently called. He stood right behind you, holding out a cigarette back.

You looked up and wiped your eyes. “M’fine.”

“Yeah, and I’m back in Rhode Island,” Luz held out a hand, “There’s a bedroom upstairs. I’ll make sure you are as snug as a bug.”

You accepted Luz’s kind offer and took his hand. He helped you up and led you up the dark stairs to one of the bedrooms. It was a small quarter with a floral wall print, pristine sheets, and slanted walls.

“There’s a shower and some fresh clothes. I mean, if you wanna be a paratrooper at least.” Luz stated, adding some of his humor. You faked a subtle smile and thanked him before he headed out, leaving the door creaked open.

Tears began to stream down your eyes. You fell back and buried your face into a pillow. You felt disgusted with yourself. You felt dirty, untouched, a total whore. It wasn’t your fault-but that didn’t mean you still couldn’t carry the guilt on your shoulders. As much as you fought back, you still came out traumatized, scared, alone. The screams, the blood, it was all too much. You just wished it would go all just go away.

As you found yourself unable to shed more tears, the loud sound of a door slamming open caught your attention with booming footsteps. You slowly rose from the pillow and rubbed your eyes, hopping off of the bed to peek through the crack. Talbert and Floyd before stood up to walk over to the incoming figure-Ronald Speirs.

Your heart dropped as your nails dug into the door. The infamous captain who gave out free cigarettes as a “last meal” to German POWs, the infamous captain who ran through Foy like the madman he was, the infamous captain nicknamed “sparky” and “killer, the infamous captain who was nice to nobody-except you.

You were terrified of him; yet intrigued. He certainly wasn’t afraid of the enemy and didn’t mind shooting at them. It seemed that nothing scared him, and everybody accepted that. He was a killer, and you were simply a soldier who hated seeing blood. And yet, somehow in the grand scheme of things-Sparky had an obsession with you.

The two of you were so different and yet he followed you around like a lost puppy. Maybe it was because you were the only woman and he felt obliged to look after you, but you never knew and simply played along in fear of becoming like a German POW. You were assigned to follow him around. You got used to him and noticed how he was a magpie and psychopath. He showed you kindness and wasn’t as harsh to you as other members of easy company, and was insanely attractive, but that didn’t make him any less intimidating. Over time, you found it less scary to take a cigarette from him or be close to him.

You saw Speirs walk in with a blank face, but anger burning in his eyes.

“Where is he?”

Talbert stood up and walked towards him, “How’s Chuck?”

“I said-Where is he.” Speirs reiterated, sounding more annoyed.

“How is he doing?”

“Where is he!” Speris boomed as he shoved past Talbert and into the room. His scream made you jump, goosebumps appearing fresh over your body.

You were too far to hear the conversation, but you could hear Speirs’s low voice and the drunken replacement choking on his own blood. Once things had died down, your shoulders had loosened as you let out a sigh.

A gunshot rang through the room, causing you to jolt upwards. The sounds of a body thumping to the ground came from downstairs-and you knew what room it was coming from. Your heart sunk into your stomach as you came to realize what had just occurred.

The first night in Austria had sparked again in your mind. You and Speirs both sat on the Balcony, overlooking the beautiful Austrian lake and mountains that shimmered in the moonlight. There was a peaceful silence between you as Speris stood right next to you; dangerously close with his arm and legs breezing against your own arms and thighs. He made you look at him and he made a promise to you at the time that baffled you completely-but now had made sense.

“I would do anything for you,” He confidently stated, resting his hands on your shoulders. His thumb caressed the bare skin and went lower onto your back.

You raised an eyebrow at the sudden remark. Speirs’s dark eyes were burning into your soul. Feeling obliged you respond, you spat on what was on your mind.

“What do you mean?” Your voice shakes, along with your body. Was this it? What had you done wrong? It was better to accept that you were dead now.

Speris tightened his grasp onto you and pulled you close, “I would. I want you to know that, y/n. Understand?” He gently growled. Your bodies were close-and tight. You gulped and nodded your head. Once he loosened, you wiggled out of his arms and headed back into the ballroom with the rest of the drunken Easy company. You looked back once to see Speris standing there, a shadow covering half of his face as he looked at you-his features soft with an obsessed look in his eyes-like the way a hunter looks at its prey.

When Speirs had made a promise to you that he’d do anything for you-he not only meant it but proved it-with blood on his hands.

You could hear a silence followed by Speirs, asking Luz or Talbert where you were. With goosebumps overtaking your body, you stood up and backed towards the bed, gently sitting on it as you looked down at your shaking, bruised legs.

Oh, God-whatever mess you were in, you were certainly going to be stuck in it-especially with Ronald Speirs, who lived up to his childish nickname of “The Killer.”

The door slammed up and you jerked your head up to see “The Killer” in all of his glory. His hair had been ruffled and messed into its gorgeous glory, his shirt was two buttons loose and showed off the dark hair on his chest- His sheer appearance sent goosebumps all over your body. Once he entered the form, his gaze averted tight to you-unable to move with a fixed gaze.

“You’re here,” He said with a sigh of relief. Turning to close the door, he began to talk. “I was worried about you.”

You didn’t respond. Once the door clicked close, he threw his cap and gun to the bedside and sat right next to you. His fingers tenderly titled your head in his direction. You didn’t want to look at Speirs-and simply see what wrong he had done. You knew he was insane, but this-it was another step, especially since it was a personal matter. You attempted to yank your head away, but his grasp became firm.

Speirs’s thumb’s caressed the side of your cheek. “You’re hurt,” Speirs acknowledged. He seemed disappointed-you were left in a room all by yourself with no ice, bandages, nothing. He scooted closer to you, “Y/n. Answer me.” He pulled you closer to him, his voice in a low and dark growl. You grabbed his grist and shoved him off as you nearly fell off the bed, but caught yourself, and backed up against the wall.

“You killed him. Put a gun to his head and shot him-” You spat as bits of saliva came from your mouth. Your finger touched your chin to reveal a warm, red liquid. Looking down at Speirs’s hands, they were covered in them. It only made you feel more enraged than you already were. “-Murdered him in cold blood. You monster. How could you do that? Just shoot them and...” You buried your face in your hands as a sob escaped your mouth. It felt like someone was standing on your chest; the pain, the guilt, everything- it was unbearable.

Speirs knew that if he wanted, he could have held you down. But he didn’t want to do that, especially to you, his guardian angel. You had already been hurt tonight, and he didn’t want to add onto that by accidentally bruising you. He was well aware of his infamous reputation and power over others-everybody was scared of him, all accept you.

The two of you were opposites; one was a war criminal, the other someone who felt guilty for killing even if it was justified. You made Speirs believe that there was an ounce of good left in his world. You were the most beautiful woman Speirs that laid eyes on; your pretty pink lips, your soft (y/s/c) skin, your flowery scent, your long and soft locks, you must have been a fallen angel, lost in a wicked war. He was obsessed with you, and it became harder to hide his obsession with you-especially in Austria. He stole jewelry, expensive dresses, perfumes-anything to make you smile. Seeing your face brighten at the gifts made Speirs’s lip’s uncomfortable as a smile would form on his lips-which was uncommon. You were always beautiful, but in Austria-you were truly no longer an angel in disguise. You had blossomed and spread your wings.

Speirs rose from the bed and looked perplexed; like a lost puppy. He was saddened by your sudden jerk away, seeing the raw emotion and hypersensitivity that you displayed. Furrowing his eyebrows, he titled his head.

“Do you think a man like him deserved to walk around? Do you know what else he could have done, y/n? Would you want to see more dead soldiers and battered women?” Speirs coldly denounced, “Just another useless body of oxygen. And as for a monster,” He took slow steps for you, a low growl, “I’m no monster compared to him. Be careful with your words. Do I make myself clear?”

Like a stubborn and misconceiving child, you looked away and squinted your eyes, holding back your forming tears. Speirs was insane, but he had a point-the replacement had to be stopped, but it meant taking a human life. The blood was all over Speirs’s hands, and he had no issue with it. You, even though you had been hurt, did. And it frustrated you.

Speirs walked right up to you and slammed his fist into the wall. You jumped away at the loud noise and he exploded at you. “Do I make myself clear, damint!” He bared teeth, his face flushed red. You could feel his heavy breaths right on you, just a foot away. Fidgeting and sweating, you were scared. You backed away into another wall, your hair falling in front of your face. Your legs were shaking as you tried to hold something for comfort. But once you couldn;t find them, the tears had finally overcome. Big tears ran down your cheeks as you let out a sob, falling down as you buried your face in your hands. Your world was finally dark-and all you wanted to be was ok and not scared, confused, alone-all those horrible feelings that you were currently stuck with.

Speirs saw that his fit wasn’t helping the situation. He saw that you were hurting, and he wanted to pull out a wand and make it all disappear, he wanted to see you smile again, but he didn’t know how to do that and it made him not only mad at the world but himself. It broke his stone-cold here to see you on the floor, sobbing your eyes out, a complete mess.

Speirs walked over and bent down your level. You hadn’t even noticed, lost in your loud sobs. He gently put his arms around you and brought you close to his chest. You had looked up from your darkness to see Ronald with a sympathetic look in his eyes. Instead of pushing him away and calling him a monster, you fell right into the monster’s grasp. The beauty falling for the beast. Falling in his chest, Speirs gently sighed as he secured you in his protective grasp, letting you sob into his chest as he stroked your [y/h/c] [y/h/t], comforting you.

Speirs's grasp was comforting to you. Unlike the replacement, his touch was loving and kind, not forced and harsh. He kissed your hair and stroked it, whispering soft reassuring words as you cried into his chest.

“Shhh,” He cooed into your hair, his fingers getting entangled in your long, silky locks. “You’re here with me, Mo ghràdh. I promise you that nobody will ever hurt you again-ever.”

Once your tears had faded, you leaned in his chest and looked up at him. A faint smile appeared on his cheeks as he caressed your cheek, his other hands playing with your hair, which smelt of the flowery perfume that he had stolen for you. The aroma drove him madder than he already was.

“Do you realize how beautiful you are?” He stated as he wiped away spare tears. You tried to look down in embarrassment, but he held your chin. “You truly are one of the most beautiful women I’ve ever seen. Too kind and good for this world.”

“Thank you…” That is all you could mutter. You felt comforted and secure in Speirs’s hug. “I’m not innocent.”

Speirs bite a smile back, “You say that, but you are. This world is a terrible place, and they don’t deserve an angel like you. Too good, too kind, too pretty for this war.” His words were becoming possessive as he grabbed your head and held it to his shoulder, his fingers once again stroking your hair until it reached the middle of your lower back. “Have you heard of Hades and Persephone?”

You were confused at the analogy but nodded. “Hades, the lord of the underworld and Persephone is his wife, no?”

“Yes. Hades was alone in the underworld and saw Persephone on the surface, picking flowers. He was so in love with her that he took her down to the underworld. She was unhappy at first but grew to love him. She made him a better person,” Speirs told as he averted his gaze down to you. Once you realized the analogy, you felt your heart drop. Speirs had an interest in history and would blurt it out when he pleased. But now that it had affected you, and you didn’t know how to take it.

“Ron…” You said, speechless. Was this his confession?

“Y/n, my pretty little angel, I love you,” Speirs confessed with his pupils enlarged and cheeks red, his hand resting on your lower back as he pulled you close to his face, “From the first day I saw you, I knew I was in love. You’re too good for me, but just like I said, Persephone made Hades a better person.” His hand ran down your neck and noticed a fresh bruise, placing a kiss right onto it. “Isn’t it obvious?” His nose buried into your soft skin, “You smell nice. You’re wearing the perfume I gave you.”

“...you left that there?” You questioned. The dresses, the jewelry, everything had been left for you in your room-it was all from him?

“Of course, angel.” Speirs planted a kiss on your neck, “Remember the promise I had made to you?” He left a trail of kisses on his neck, leaving marks all over your pretty neck to make sure the world knew that you were his angel.

“Anything…” You held back a moan as he dug hands into his messy hair. His hands wrapped around your waist as they picked you up, taking you to the loveseat. He placed you down as he leaned on top of you, passionately kissing you. He loved to see you so flustered and red, caught in his grasp.

You looked down at him with your red face and stuttered, “That man…the one who hurt me...you…”

“Killing for you is my favorite hobby,” He stated with pride, “And I’d do it again for you, until the end of time. Nobody hurts you, ever.”

Your eyes widened with horror as your hands fell down into your lap. Speirs had shot him, for you. It was his way of expressing his sick and twisted obsession, or his “love” for you. He grabbed your hands and held them close to his chest.

“Say it,” He demanded.

“Say what?”

“Say you love me.”

You shook your head as Speirs’s face became dark once again. The kind and loving Speirs was forming into the possessive and aggressive one that had killed for you.

“Fine. You need time, I understand,” Speirs sighed and stood up, leaving on alone on the loveseat. Running a hand through his messy hair, he grabbed his hat and threw it back on. “You are to stay in this room and not leave for any reason”.

You rose through the chair, baffled. “What?”

“You heard me the first time. You will not leave this room under any circumstance.” He reiterated.

You shook your head and walked right past him, “You’re not my mother.”

Speirs grabbed your wrist and twisted you around to face him, a hand on your lower back.

“But you are mine. You listen to me, angel.”

Just as you were about to break away, a faked cough interrupted your intimate session. Both of you turned to see Eugene Roe, the quiet medic, standing at the doorway with widened eyes. He had seen most of everything that had occurred.

Speirs looked at him with annoyance, “Yes?”

Eugene looked at you with his big sad eyes before turning to Speirs, clearing this throat. “ We think ‘there's a docta’ in ‘da town ‘overah that can ‘help Grant. Rather go sooner 'than later.”

Speris sighs and nods. “Fair,” He let go of your hands and began to walk towards the door to leave, only to see Eugene look over at you. Eugene witnessed something he was not supposed to see occur, and now he was worried for you. You looked back at him, your eyes pleading for him to go, but he stood there and looked at you.

Speirs had noticed the strange behavior and tapped Eugene on the shoulder as he looked back at you. “Eugene, did you see y/n when she first arrived?”

Eugene looked over at Speris with a glance and nodded, “Yesir’. Why ask?”

“Because from the looks of it, she’s got cuts and bruises all over her body, and yet she doesn’t have a single bandage or ice pack.” Speris noticed with a disappointed look. “What do you have to say to that?”

“Sir, I had no idea-“ Eugene put his hands up, “I was dealing’ with a dying’ man while you were guilt tripping’ ‘day poor ‘girl ‘inta ‘luvin yah.”

Speirs towered over Eugene and was about to bark at him, but you interviend.

“Please, just go save Chuck’s life. That’s all I ask you to do,” You pleased with the men, “Ron, do it for me. Please..” Eugene looked at you as his eyes screamed for you to say no, but you exhaled and looked at him. “I love you…”

Speirs didn’t hesitate and pulled your head into his, leaving a quick peck on your forehead. “Oh, Angel...don’t worry your pretty little head. I’ll be back soon. In the meantime, you take care of yourself. Okay?”

You nodded and watched Eugene and Speirs leave the room. Eugene looked back, but Speirs grabbed his shoulders and forced him to walk on. You closed the room and leaned against it, letting out a sigh as you buried your hands on your face, wiping your red eyes.

You should have known this whole time that Speirs was in love with you-it was as clear as day. The gifts, the looks, everything-it was all for you. Now you were trapped in his gaze, unable to leave it. He had left marks all over your neck just to mark you as his and only his. The outfit you wore and the perfume were especially from him. He truly was in love with you, and you had claimed you were as well.

You wanted to love Speirs since he comforted you in your worst moments, but he was obsessed with you and would do anything to have you as only his.

But it didn’t matter. Just like Persephone had eaten the pomegranate seeds to tie herself to Hades, you had said those three fatal words that tied you to Speirs. There was no escaping or leaving. You were Speirs’s guardian angel, bound to him. His and his only.

———

May 8th not only marked Victory in Europe, but it was also the date that Speirs had proposed to you in front of the company. You accepted, even though you hesitated to do so. In the crowd of drunken men, your eyes met with Roe’s worried ones. What you had wished was a rumor about Speirs shooting the drunk replacement wasn’t true-but it all was. The man refused to talk in front of you since you were his fiance, but that didn’t mean that their whispers weren’t loud enough for you to hear.

Speirs saw no time to wait to get back to the states and wanted to get married right in Austria. You simply stood there and smiled, just following along. The two of you had gone from technician to lientaunt, friends, lovers, and eventually, fiances in the span of five years, and yet even though he was your betrothed-you were still scared of him. You knew he’d never hurt you, but to think of the blood that stained his hands-all of the lives he took regardless if they were good or bad-it always made you think what he was capable of.

But you could tell that Speirs knew about the rumors and the fear he spread around. He could’ve been serious or could've done conversation actions simply for shock factor. With you, he wanted to spend every second with you, whether that be stealing new jewelry for you or drinking your days away in the Austrian sun. With you slung in his lap, he’d talk to you about the life he had planned for the two of you; a nice house in Massachusetts, a dog or two, maybe children, and some travel to Europe.

Sure, he knew that he was moving fast in your sudden relationship, but Speirs loved you more than anything in the world, and he made it clear. You truly did love him, but you found it hard too since he was a killer. He had no issue with violence and death. Maybe the war had made him numb, but down the road, it would affect him down the line-and so with you. How would you tell your family that your future husband was not only possessive of you and kept you always by his side, but that he was a war criminal? A killer-and prideful.

Your wedding was intimate and set by the lake. Everyone was dressed in their new uniforms, showered, and looking cut. You wore a white dress that had “magically” appeared in your bedroom-you knew it was Ron, but you chose not to ruin the surprise. He would, in his words, “borrow” outfits and bring them to you along with matching jewelry, shoes, and whatever accessory he could find for you. He refused to let you deny it and you simply wore the outfits.

Just like he had promised you a thousand nights ago, in his speech as he held your hands under the moonlight, he promised that he would do anything for you. Blood flashed upon your eyes and it made you look away. Once he had said his vows, it was your turn. Looking down, you could feel a sweat overcome you. In the busy crowd, Roe’s eyes met with yours. He always looked down, and became good at hiding it, but his eyes screamed “it’s not too late”. Ron squeezed your hands, impatient for those simple words that would bind you and him until your dying days.

You were conflicted-you loved Ron, yet you were scared of him. What he was capable of doing and his obsessive love for you.

Letting out a sigh, you looked up at Ron and put on a smile to shield the nerves that ran down your body. “I do.”

And it was settled-you were a married woman. Ron pulled you close and placed a kiss on your lips, tender, but his tongue fought for entry. The company simply clapped and cheered for you. The two of you walked down the aisle, hand in hand to the reception.

Once the crowd had passed you, it was just Ronald and you, in the dark hallway. You looked to the side, thinking about your decision. Was it right, or were you walking into a death trap?

“Y/n,” Speirs said your name in a sweet voice. You looked over and put on a smile not to worry him. He took a minute to examine your features, the makeup you had put on, and the jewelry that he had stolen-just for you-his wife.

“Is Doc bothering you at all?” He questioned as he slowed down his walking to a full halt. “He kept looking at you.”

You felt your heart drop a little as you let out a nervous chuckle, shaking your head. “Not at all. He’s just a friend.”

Speirs looked annoyed with a dark look in his eyes, “He should keep his nose out of our business.”

“Ron,” You insisted. The last thing the two of you needed was another person missing or dead and more rumors to follow along. “You’re jumping to conclusions.”

“Then stay away from him. He’s bad news.” Ron stated, his arm pulling you close to his shoulder. Your eyes widened as you bit your lip. Eugene had done nothing wrong and was a case of the wrong place, the wrong time. He had tried to talk to you, but you distanced yourself. It was for his safety, not yours. Holding back a sigh, you looked at your husband and nodded.

“I will.” You lowly promised.

Ron’s gloomy expression twisted into a smile as he patted your head, placing a kiss on your forehead. “That’s a good girl,” His hand stroked the top of your head as he looked down at you in admiration, “I don’t mean to be so harsh-you know I’m just looking out for you.”

You fought the urge to use his logic against him, but you bite your tongue to loosen the tension. “I know you are, and I appreciate you making me feel safe. Thank you, love.” You caressed your knuckles against his sharp cheekbone. “Can we move past this now and celebrate?”

With no words spoken, you and Ron headed to the balcony to celebrate with your friends. It was full of alcohol and food. You and the company sat at a long table and drank, sang, and cried your hearts out. Ron and you had decided to leave early and headed back to your room. You wished you had stayed behind and had said hello to your friends, but Ron had dragged you out. He wanted the ceremony to be as small as possible, and it was time for you and him to have alone time. Ron was well aware of the situation that had happened recently. Seeing you walk down the aisle, all cleaned up and pretty for him, made him go mad. He made sure to be gentle with you, asking every minute if whatever he was doing was ok. He wanted to make sure that you were enjoying the experience. It was hard to be gentle with you, but he wanted to learn how to.

Your clothes had been thrown all over the floor along with the sheets. You laid near the headboard as Speirs held your hips, gently thrusting into you. Your moans and cries of his name and “Liteuant” made his cock throb. Despite everything he had done, in that moment, you loved him.

Blast, you were stunning, even in the dim lights of their bedchambers. Sweat glistened on your smooth skin, and your already-growing breasts that he had paid great attention to were still reddened, rising and falling with each heavy breath. Her hair was spread out in curls on the pillow, and your smile could warm a thousand worlds. And inside her lay would lay life that Ron would help create.

Ron didn’t balk down from his feelings. This was y/n, his wife. And in this moment, despite the confusion and fear, he was glad to be with her.

“Then they would be jealous,” he told her, thrusting back and forth. “Jealous that I have you while others cannot, jealous that we created something special that they could only ever dream about. Y/n, I love you. I love our baby. I love our family.”

Suddenly, you let out a little grunt, and Ron felt that tiny jolt in her.

In reality, you had froze. He had climaxed in your and fell down right next to you, pulling you into a sloppy and wet kiss as you held onto your hair, your nails digging in. He was jealous and passionate for you and only you. Ron wanted to make the world know that you were his wife by all means, which meant hovering over you like an overprotective mother with their child.

You were a free sprint who was known for your independence and stubbornness. That part of you wanted to rebel against Speirs’s tight grasp of you.

And yet, you had already chosen your fate. You were in love with a tyrant, a criminal, a killer. You had made a promise to him that you could no longer look back on and change, and Ron knew that. He wanted to keep you, his little wife, at his side at all costs.

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sinslasherfics · 4 years ago

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hi i hope your doing well! i love your writing :D i was wondering if i could request a stu x reader, he and his s/o are stuck inside together bc its super snowy out? i need some winter fluff for this boy hehe

hello!! hope you’re doing well, too 😊 and thank you, i’m super glad that you love my writing, it means so much 🥺❤️ And can I just say I LOVED writing this. writing anything to do with winter/christmas never fails to get into the holiday spirit!! Side note: I wrote it as similar to the ask as possible, but i got carried away and it ended somewhat different? still a snowed-in kind of deal though! hope you enjoy <3

Snowed In

(Stu Macher x reader)

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You’d heard from local weather reports that the snow would come in heavy tonight. Everyone had, and made the wise choice of staying in the comfort of their own homes. However, your oh so smart boyfriend, Stu Macher insisted on going over to your place for a while. Yes, he was aware that there could be a blizzard today. And no, he did not care.

“Stu, seriously. If it does snow that hard how’re you gonna get back to your own place?” You asked as he tried to keep up with your fast-paced walking. Stu responded as if it were the most obvious thing in the world, “I’ll just stay the night at yours, duh.” You gave him a look. “wouldn’t your parents ask about you?” He shrugged, throwing an arm around your shoulder. “Nah, they’re barely home anyway. Doubt today’s an exception.”

“What would we even do?” you questioned, now growing more fond of the idea of spending the night snowed in with your goofy boyfriend. He grinned down at you. “What we always do! cook up some popcorn, watch scary movies, maybe do some other things.” he teased as you reached over to lightly slap his shoulder. “come on, please? it’ll be, like, the best day of your life! no one can pass up this opportunity.” Stu exaggerated, leaning almost all of his weight on you.

“Stu-! Get off of me, you doofus!” “No can do! not until you agree to let me stay the night? please!” Laughing, you pushed him off of you. “Alright, alright! fine. You can come over, but only for a little while. We don’t need you getting stuck at mine.” He waved it off, “Pfft, you’re saying that like it’s a bad thing. I’d gladly get stuck anywhere with you.” Wiggling his eyebrows, he playfully placed a sloppy kiss on your cheek. You mocked disgust, wiping you cheek off. “yeah, yeah whatever. i’ll see you later!” you voiced, now walking your seperate ways.

“Adios! and i’m pickin’ the movies, yours are weak!” S Reaching over to pick up snow, you rolled it into a ball and threw it at Stu’s back at his comment as he walked away. He turned around almost immediately, picking up a bigger chunk of snow. “Two can play this game!” Your eyes widened before you turned to run away from the tall boy with the huge snowball.

Night time rolled around, and the snow had started to fall harder. Staring out of the window, you gnawed your bottom lip as you watched for Stu. Sure, he insisted he would be fine but with the amount of snow and ice on the ground you were sure he would slip and injure himself. Your eyes landed on a running figure in the distance, as you squinted to make out who it was. You stood rather quickly from your spot and ran to the door once you noticed it was your idiot boyfriend, running in the ice laughing everytime he almost slipped.

The cold rushed in as soon as you opened the front door, a few snowflakes sneaking their way in as well. Stu rushed in, pulling you with him as he closed the door behind him, wind slamming it shut. “Are you seriously only wearing a sweater.” You deadpanned, glaring at him. “not too bad out there.” he excused, that signature grin on his face. Your hands reached up to cup his face, “Stu! you’re face is practically freezing.” As he reached up to feel his own face, he realized you were, in fact, correct.

“Well, that’s what blankets are for!” He dived onto the living room couch that you’d already set up to watch movies on. You shook your head as you walked over to the couch, smiling fondly. Stu is an idiot. But, he’s your idiot. He sat up to pull you onto him, practically squeezing you into his chest.

“you gonna let go anytime soon?” your words came out muffled. “nope.” he responded, popping the ‘p’. He felt you sigh against him as you gave in, his grin growing wider. “can you at least pick out the movies? since my taste in them is lame, apparently.” you spoke, looking up at him. “don’t take too much offense, babe. we both know i’m the one with better taste in horror movies.” He finally freed you from his grip in favor of leaning his back into the comfortable couch.

“as if,” you scoffed, pushing yourself off the couch to grab the bowl of popcorn on the coffee table. Stu snatched it from your hands, holding it above his head before you can attempt to grab it back. “I’ve come up with a different idea, other than watching movies all night.” you raised an eyebrow at this. “Really? what’s your idea?” You know the look in his eyes all too well.

They twinkled with mischief, with playfulness. “Let’s go out in the snow.” Your eyebrows furrowed. “are you kidding? there’s like, a blizzard out there.” His eyes shot over to the window. “Doesn’t look too bad to me.” He responded, nonchalantly. You only smiled as you booped his still cold nose.

“nothing’s too bad for you,” You grabbed the popcorn back now that he was distracted. “now let’s watch these movies.” Never one to turn down a good horror film, Stu complied and turned his attention to the t.v screen. You spent a good few hours like that, laughing and commenting along with him. The both of you cuddled up and sharing kisses every now and then. Suddenly you were glad you let him come over.

Otherwise, you would have spent a lonely night without him. Neither of you noticed when the time hit 11 pm, it only came to your attention when the 5th movie of the night ended. Pouts on both your faces, Stu reluctantly stood from his comfortable place on the couch. “Let me at least get you a jacket.” You mumbled as you clung onto him, arms wrapped around his waist. His hand took hold of your chin, making you look up at him. You were met with that cute grin of his. “Don’t need it, i’ve got a sweater.” “Do you WANT to catch hypothermia? frostbite?” His blue eyes stared into your (e/c) eyes. “You worry too much, baby~! it’s so cute!” he cooed, hands squishing your cheeks together. You rolled your eyes in mock annoyance, the blush on your cheeks giving away your act. Walking him over to the door, you grabbed a spare coat from the coat hanger shoving it into his arms. Leaning down to your height, he placed a gentle kiss against your lips. “See you soon?” Stu spoke, still smiling. “See you soon.” You confirmed, a smile of your own on your face. The weather, however, had other plans for the two of you. For as soon as you opened the door, it almost immediately slammed shut due to the strength of the wind. Going over to the window, your eyes widened at the snow-flooded streets and sidewalks. “Guess I gotta stay, huh?” Stu was smug as you turned to him. You smiled widely as you jumped on him, almost knocking him over.

“Guess you do.” you replied, pressing another kiss to his soft lips.

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mammons-sugarbaby · 4 years ago

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Can you please write hc about the bois reading mc's diary where they might state somethings (why do they like the bois , their dreams with them , or the nice gestures they do to them)

Sorry this took so long!

Okay so here’s the platonic version of the bros reading MC’s diary, there will be a romantic, and dirty version as well. Including the undateables (Luke’s obv is platonic only).

I’m putting most of it under a read more bc it’s a lot.

Lucifer ⦁ He'd started giving MC piano lessons after their RAD classes, they'd requested it and he wasn't going to pass up a chance to show off his talents. ⦁ After MC leaves he notices they forgot their things, namely a few schoolbooks and notebooks ⦁ He also notices when he gathers them up that one notebook seems different than the others and opens it to see what it is ⦁ It's a daily journal of their time in the devildom ⦁ He flips through a few more pages and lands on a page that, to his surprise, is about him ⦁ He goes to the beginning and sees where it becomes less about general happenings and more about him

Platonic (diary content) ⦁ "Lucifer seems more stressed lately....he played the piano for me once and he seemed really happy then. Maybe I can ask him to teach me to play, but he might see it as another thing on his already full plate. But it would be nice for him to have a break from the usual headaches."

⦁ "I asked him and he agreed! He seemed surprised but also has a small smile! I hope I'm not putting too much on him. "

⦁ "He's been teaching me for a few days now and he always seems much more relaxed and happier during our lessons. I'm happy I found something to get his mind off his stress, he works too much. He's nice deep down, but he has a lot going on that makes him irritated. Still, I'm glad he's my friend."

Platonic (his reaction) ⦁ Lucifer is touched that MC was worried about him

⦁ And also surprised that they noticed his mood while playing the piano, and his reaction to them requesting he teach them to play, he hadn't realized they were so observant.

⦁ When he thought about it, he realized he had been enjoying their lessons, looking forward to them even. MC wasn't a bad student, they actually picked up the basics quickly.

⦁ He wouldn't tell them he'd read their diary, but he couldn't help but smile he entire time when they joined him for their next lesson

Mammon ⦁ He was looking through MC's stuff to sell for quick grim ⦁ Finds an intricate looking book, it's looks expensive ⦁ He opens it and notices its a scrapbook ⦁ He soon realizes that there a lot of cut outs and pictures of him ⦁ And there are full pages of writing ⦁ Of course he's going to read about what they have to say about him, The Great Mammon!

Platonic (diary content) ⦁ "Mammon got another multi page spread! He's so cool."

⦁ "Mammon offered me some of the clothes he'd gotten from a recent shoot because his closet was full, they were super expensive brand names! I'm still in shock, I would have thought he'd sell them. They'd probably go for a good bit of grim since they were what he'd wore in the shoot, I mean he's one of the most in-demand models! But he gave them to me instead, I feel silly for being starstruck."

⦁ "I want to buy something to repay him, but he has everything.... If he wants something, he just buys it, so it's hard to get what he'd want that he doesn't already have...Maybe I could make something?"

⦁ "Went shopping today with him and bought the stuff to make his gift, he didn't even notice! I bought him a few things he asked for, I hope he likes my real present..."

Platonic (his reaction) ⦁ He's SHOCKED. Yeah he always boasted about being the greatest, but he hadn't realized MC was an actual fan of his??

⦁ It seems like they had collected pictures from every shoot he'd ever had, and that was saying something.

⦁ He didn't even consider selling the clothes he'd gotten from the shoot that day, he just saw MC admiring them and rather than try to find room for them, he just let MC have them. He hadn't even thought anything of it, but it made him happy that he'd brought so much joy to MC.

⦁ He wondered what they were making him and tried to think back on their shopping trip, but he'd been too focused on the things he liked, rather than what MC was buying.

⦁ Guilt hit him like a train, he may not have stolen anything, but he's going to buy MC something real nice to make up for trying.

Levi ⦁ He'd gone into MC's room to retrieve some games and manga he'd lent them ⦁ He saw a pile of books near a neat stack of games and assumed they'd left it on their desk for him. ⦁ It wasn't until he got back to his room and was organizing them that he realized he grabbed a book that wasn't his. ⦁ He opened it then quickly shut it after realizing it was their diary. ⦁ He argued with himself to read or not to read, but he saw his name! ⦁ Deciding, he opened the diary again, he just had to know what they were writing about him

Platonic (diary content) ⦁ "I hung out with Levi today and watched him absolutely obliterate a raid! It seems like he's super high leveled on like, ever game he plays! He even gets me into some of them and helps me level up and get rare items."

⦁ "I don't know if he's joking or not when he calls me his best friend but I feel the same. He's my best friend. Though sometimes I worry he'll get bored of me since I'm not nearly as into gaming as he is. And I worry that some of the games and stuff I like he'd probably say the were such "normie" or "main stream" things...it doesn't mean they're not fun. I try to stick with games he likes to play, because I don't want to lose my best friend. Is that something I should actually worry over?"

⦁ "We were watching a new anime today and one of the characters said something that set him off. He paused it and went on an hour long rant about how out of character it was for them. It may be weird, but I love listening to him going off about things he's passionate about! It's both entertaining, and I get to hear his thought process, usually I end up learning a few things that I had missed while watching. It seems like he never misses anything! I know he'd never in a million years believe me, but I think he's actually really cool and fun to be around."

Platonic (his reaction) ⦁ His heart is ready to explode, he really did think of MC as his best friend, but he was worried they just went along with it to make him happy. Reading that they thought the same thing, it was scary how alike they were!

⦁ When he got them into a game that he had been playing for a while, he wants them to be able to run raids with him as fast as possible, but he also likes MC's excitement when they complete a particularly difficult quest, because he felt the same way.

⦁ He feels guilty reading that MC thinks he'll get bored of them just because they like games he typically would scoff at, they're right, just because they're mainstream doesn't mean they aren't fun. They became mainstream BECAUSE they were fun. He makes a mental note to find out MC's favorite game. Their actual favorites.

⦁ He blushed because he did have a habit of going off on tangents in the middle of an episode and then not finishing it for the rest of the night. But reading that MC enjoyed his rants, this human really was his best friend, his Henry!

Satan ⦁ MC returned some books he'd lent them ⦁ While putting them away, Satan realized they'd accidentally given him one of their books ⦁ They'd already left though, he opened it to see what the book was about ⦁ It was a thick journal and he realized it was specifically a diary ⦁ And the page he'd opened to was about him ⦁ Intrigued, he sat down and flipped to the first page.

Platonic (diary content) ⦁ "Today I asked Satan if he had any books about devildom fauna and asked him since there was no sun in the devildom, what did the flowers use as a food source. He had a few books and was nice enough to sit down with me and go over the material. He asked why I wanted to know and I explained I wanted to try growing something."

⦁ "Satan saved me from failing the test today! If he hadn't suggested we study together, I wouldn't have realized I had studied the wrong thing! At first he seemed annoyed but when I apologized he asked 'For what' and I said for bothering him, I felt bad because we'd have to waste time studying something I should already have had a good grasp on. He seemed surprised and explained he wasn't mad, things happen. He told me that at least when the time came to test for what I accidentally studied, I'd be more prepared. After all knowledge is power. I'm glad he's patient with me."

⦁ "Satan showed me some of his favorite books today. A lot of them were books about curses and hexes and the like, but it made him laugh. He was so excited to try some of the new curses he'd learned on Lucifer. It shows a different side to him, a more playful side. Dangerous, but still playful. Hopefully he'll never try to prank me with a curse haha!

Platonic (his reaction) ⦁ He remembered MC asking about local fauna and how things worked here in the devildom. He had almost laughed because things like that were basic knowledge, but he remembered that in the human realm, the sun was essential for most fauna growth. He admired MC for trying to learn new things and put that knowledge to use.

⦁ Satan smiled at MC remembering the phrase he had told them a few times. He'd been surprised when MC had opened to the wrong chapter to start studying, and the look of shock on their face when he told them, he felt bad. Nonetheless, this was a chance to see just how much he understood the reference material, now that he'd have to thoroughly explain so that they understood. He enjoyed his time with them and he was glad that their hard work paid off.

⦁ He hadn't realized how much he held back when around his brothers and MC, but he felt comfortable around MC, like they understood him. He felt like he could let down his guard a little with them, and he was glad to read they took his interests in curses and pranks in good humor. He might have to prank MC soon....nothing dangerous or over the top, but he wanted to tease them a bit.

Asmo ⦁ He went into MC's room to show off some new beauty products he'd bought ⦁ They weren't in their room, so he texted them, they replied they'd be there shortly ⦁ he takes a seat on their bed and notices a notebook on their nightstand ⦁ He opens it and sees it's their diary ⦁ And more importantly, they're writing about him

Platonic (diary content) ⦁ "Ugh, I had such a rough day today! I'm glad I ran into Asmo on my way back to my room. He wanted me to come with him and try some new stuff he got that was supposed to help with fatigue. At first I refused because I just wanted to lay down, but he wouldn't take no for an answer and eventually he wore me down and practically dragged me to his room. He was right, the products he used really did make me feel more energetic!"

⦁ "I ran into Asmo in town today, he was on his way to majolish. I joked with him that he owned every item of clothing in the store and he told me that's why he was going to buy me clothes! Once again I found myself dragged along with him. I feel like I need to just start going with things when it comes to him, it always ends up for the better. I feel bad that he spent so much grim, but he kept finding clothes that I 'Absolutely had to have!!!' he does have a good sense for my style at least."

⦁ "Today I went to Asmo's room, I was feeling down and it seemed like spending time with him always cheered me up. At first he seemed annoyed to be interrupted, but as soon as he saw it was be he perked up and pulled me inside his room. He asked why I looked so down in the presence of someone as beautiful and him and I had to laugh. I told him a little bit of what was on my mind, and it didn't seem like he was listening, just going about his beauty ritual. But after I had stopped talking he started giving advice on the more important things I had complained about. He's a great listener, I'm really happy he's my friend, even if he keeps trying to get in my pants! Though at this point I think it's just habit because he doesn't seem as pushy as he did at first.

Platonic (his reaction) ⦁ Asmo recalled when MC was more resistant towards him, to be fair though they needed a good spa day! A lot! And now that he had read that they were thankful for his impromptu self care sessions, he was going to make actual plans for spa days with MC. They'd thank him in the future.

⦁ To be fair, he was glad he ran into MC while on his way to majolish. He knew MC's size, but wasn't entirely sure about what they liked personally. He knew what he thought they would look good in, but when they had started trying on clothes, he quickly noted what they seemed uncomfortable in, and what they actually seemed to like. An outfit may look cute, but if the person wearing it looks like they'd rather be wearing anything else, then it defeated the purpose! Eventually Asmo tuned into the styles and materials MC liked and went from there. He didn't even spend half as much as he usually did, so he found it funny that MC was worried over the total price of their new wardrobe.

⦁ He remembered the night MC came to his room, they had indeed interrupted him in the middle of his usual nighttime ritual, but as soon as he saw the look on their face he had to pull them in. He listened to MC pour their heart out while he went about his routine and when they stopped talking he assumed they were done and started giving them pointers. When he looked back to them, they look surprised. It confused him at the time, but now he understood it was because they thought he wasn't listening. He was always listening darling! It's how he knows so much.

⦁ He also hadn't realized that it had in fact, become more of a habit to flirt with MC, than to actually try to get somewhere with them. He didn't know how to feel about it.

Beel ⦁ To be fair, MC told him he could borrow their study notes, but didn't tell him where in their room they left the notebook ⦁ He sees what he assumes is the notebook on their bed and grabs it and heads to his room ⦁ Once he gets settled, he opens it and reads half the page before it clicks that these are definitely not study notes ⦁ This is their diary, and they were writing about him ⦁ He shuts it so fast, super embarrassed, but he can't stop thinking about what he'd read ⦁ Guilty, he opens it to read more

Platonic (diary content) ⦁ "Today I forgot my wallet today so I couldn't buy lunch, but on my way back to the classroom I ran into Beel. He was actually looking for me so we could have lunch together! He even grabbed my favorite foods. I don't think I've mentioned my favorites though...how did he know??"

⦁ "I had a major leg cramp today while walking with Beel today. After sitting down he asked if he could massage it to help. I agreed and it hurt so much at first!! He kept reassuring me through it though and after a while it stopped hurting. He told me I probably needed to drink more water and get some potassium. He also suggested I join him for his stretch warm ups to avoid cramps in the future. I had no clue he knew so much!"

⦁ "Beel is always so supportive and nice, he always makes my day brighter! I'm really glad to have him as a friend, a best friend even. Going to watch him at practice today, I'll make sure to bring his favorite snacks!"

Platonic (his reaction) ⦁ He didn't realize MC had left their wallet that day, he just remembered how they looked so down, and then when he asked them to eat with him at lunch, and gave them their food, their face lit up. He wondered if that was how he looked when MC gave him his favorite snacks. It wasn't hard for him to tell when MC really liked something, they had an excited expression every time they saw certain food, was it usually a hard thing to notice?

⦁ Beel remembered that day, how MC practically dropped to the ground clutching their leg. They told him it was a cramp and as soon as it stopped hurting so much, they could just walk it off. He scoffed at the memory, but was glad he taught MC something, and they had been joining him for his warm-up stretches since.

⦁ He was touched, he definitely saw MC as a close friend, they were his second favorite person, after his twin of course. He was glad he could make their day brighter, and felt guilty again because he was reading their diary. ⦁ He'd admit what he'd done later and apologize, hopefully MC wouldn't be too angry...

Belphie ⦁ MC texts him asking if he could bring their notebooks they forgot ⦁ They were having a study session but it turned into a nap session instead ⦁ He opens one of the notebooks to quickly scan over the notes they were supposed to study ⦁ These are not school related ⦁ This is their diary, and whats more, there's a lot about him in it ⦁ A wicked grin spreads across his face and he settles in to read what MC had to say about him.

Platonic (diary content) ⦁ "Oof today Belphie made me laugh so hard I could barely breath today! I had tears and everything. He was doing impersonations of his brothers and when he did Lucifer, I lost it! Even aside from that he has a great sense of humor."

⦁ "I forgot it was may day to cook and took a 3 hour nap. Luckily Belphie covered for me and came to wake me up when dinner was ready. I owe him big time, which owing Belphie something....is a scary thought. I'm sure it'll be fine though!"

⦁ "Lucifer was running me ragged today! on top of homework he was making me help him with his paperwork! Belphie saw me on my way back to Lucifer's office and grabbed me and told me I was going to take a nap with him since I looked like I was about to drop anyway. I tried to argue, but as soon as Belphie tossed me onto the pile of pillows and blankets, honestly I'm pretty sure I just passed out. I had to hear it from Lucifer later on, but Belphie made me laugh after so all in all it was worth it.

Platonic (his reaction) ⦁ He didn't realize MC thought he was actually funny, he thought they were laughing to make him feel better, but he remembered them near pissing themself when he mocked Lucifer and grinned.

⦁ Belphie went to remind MC it was cooking duty but saw they were asleep. He knew what it was like to be woken up from a nap, so he just figured they could return the favor later on. It was funny to him that they thought he would have something insidious in mind for repayment. He might have to think of something besides covering for him for cooking duty...

⦁ He remembered vividly seeing MC's haggard face and realized they were heading to Lucifer's office. They looked dead on their feet so he grabbed them up. Part of it was and excuse to nap with them, the other was to piss off Lucifer. And maybe a little bit of pity for them. He had listened in on some of Lucifer's lecture to MC, and had a lot of new material to mock him about that he wanted to share with MC.

⦁ He was going to tease them so much about carrying their diary around and leaving it for whoever to read.

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jui-imouto-chan · 4 years ago

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Hi!! I was wondering if Hinata would make contracts with more people (demons? creature?) and what happened with Izumi and kouji, is their any type of bad guy?

It’s a really interesting concept and I’d be interested in reading more if you wanted to post more (sorry if this turned out wired it the first time I’m doing this)

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Hinata actually makes a lot of contracts! In fact, they happen in quick succession, so I’ll tell you about one of them really quick ;)

After Oikawa and Iwaizumi, he stumbles across a cat next to a convenience store while Kageyama is inside buying a drink (Kageyama was being indecisive and was taking forever so Hinata just got himself some milk and went outside).

He pets it and the cat doesn’t really purr or anything, just blinks slowly at him. It’s a black white and yellow cat with large gold eyes that look way too smart.

So he decides that he wants to make it purr and enjoy his petting. He goes for the lower back, near the tail, which usually gets a reaction but just makes this cat readjust to cover it. Then he goes to the cats neck the cat reacts a little bit, tilting its head up, but it still doesn’t purr. He moves up to the top of the head, scratching between and around the ears, and finally, finally, the cat purrs just a little bit.

Hinata gets ecstatic and runs his finger over the cats nose, and the cat, seemingly accepting him, paws at his hand. So hinata definitely doesn’t expect it when the cat sniffs his finger, licks it, rubs its cheek against it, and then chomps down.

Hinata’s hand jolts and the cat creeps around the corner of the store as he’s whining about his finger to Kageyama, who finally exits the store. Kageyama and him go inside again to grab a bandaid, and when they return, Hinata looks around to see if the cat was still there.

Instead, at the corner where the cat was laying, there was a boy crouched over a console with blonde and black hair.

His eyes flicked up from his game to meet Hinata’s, and the redhead eagerly sends a, “Good afternoon!”

And the boy smiles a little and licks his lips, where a small speck of red disappears with the swipe of his tongue, and murmurs, “Good afternoon, Shouyo.”

Kageyama immediately gets prickly at that and drags Hinata away, who is very confused about how the boy knew his name and if they were classmates.

A few days later he gets an envelope in the mail that has a good amount of money, lists a minimal amount of terms (what does it mean by “show me how interesting you can be”????), and calls him by his first name, sent from someone named Kenma.

Kageyama snatches the letter from his hands to read it and immediately asks Hinata if he has a sugar daddy. Hinata, mortified, gives a vehement no.

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There are a few creatures that I can think of that Hinata has the potential to summon.

There are Demons, of course, as we’ve seen.

There are also Angels, who had been mentioned in the first part, although it’s rare to have a full-blooded angel. There’s some stuff about angels and demons that we can get into at some point in terms of their relationship

There are also Beasts, which can take on different forms depending on the mana they’ve been provided or that they have in stock.

Aside from those are the lower creatures, one example being Plant-Beasts, which, as seen with Izumi and Kouji, can transform the way Animal Beasts do, although they need a lot more mana in order to do so.

There’s also some creatures that have no living form until they’ve been blessed with mana, and that’s actually how a lot of these creatures were first made.

Angels were blessed objects or animals turned into beings through holy rituals with very pure mana used to make them, carefully mantained until they took on Angelic form.

Demons were blessed objects or animals turned into beings, but given mana without any formal rituals or care, making them a bit more depraved and unable to exist outside of mana-rich environments (such as the demon realm) for very long without a mana provider.

Some humans can even be turned into Angels or Demons by following the steps above, but they have other guidelines that would’ve had to have been met.

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Kouji and Izumi enrolled into the wrong Highschool when they were all leaving middle school. They didn’t tell hinata, as they wanted to surprise him on the first day by meeting him there, but then they just. Went to the wrong one during entrance exams and they don’t have any parents to help them with the transfer process.

But, they thankfully talk with hinata over the phone a lot, so they can get his verbal affirmations to maintain their forms, but they still have to take a lot of “sick days” just in case. Hinata still doesn’t know they’re plant-beasts though, smh.

There are a few occasions where they have sleepovers (Kageyama had to stay in another room bc, according to hinata, he was “too scary” and “would give Izumin and Kouji nightmares”) and the two of them sometimes turn back into their normal forms so they can both hug Hinata’s hair and replenish their mana (and also just get to hug hinata bc who wouldn’t want to).

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In regard to a “Bad Guy”, I’d say that there’s not a direct antagonist but there is something that Hinata’s going to be involved with internally that occasionally feeds into conflict.

Someone that drives Hinata to do more, be more, need more, demand more

And that might cause some problems for him 😋 or maybe not, I’m not sure, I’ve been writing a lot of this off the cuff. There is like, minor conflict, but I don’t know if I’ll make it get bigger.

Thank you for the ask! Don’t worry, it didn’t come off weird (although my scattered response probably did lol)! I’m really thankful to have people interacting with my ideas! :))

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diavolosthots · 4 years ago

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Hi, sweetie! I wonder if you may write a headcanon about sinblings (undateables too if it's okay) with a crybaby darling. Like, she's weak and cries bc of that. Something made her extremely angry? She cries bc she can't do anything about it (abusive relationships in movies for example). A cat in a game died? She cries. Maybe the reason of this are in her parents. Even if they love her, they argue, which is scary and make her cry. Thanks, have a nice day!

Hey love! I'm going to be honest:

!Warning! Before I answer this, I want you to know that I try to stay as true to the being "demon" as possible. So some of these answers are not wholesome.

THE BROTHERS + UNDATEABLES reacting to a crybaby MC

Lucifer:

It doesnt fly with him. First of all, as much as he promised Lord Diavolo, he cant protect you from literally everything. Second of all, hes on the verge of begging for a demon to eat you. He knows not all humans are like this, so why in the world are you? On the off chance that it doesn't bother him to the moon and back, he'll manipulate you through your vulnerability to his every desire instead.

Mammon:

He took it as an opportunity at first. "The great Mammon jumping to your rescue" but he quickly became overwhelmed and he could feel himself turn from hero to villain in his own story. He cant even handle himself; save himself. How in the hell would he save someone else? Constantly, too.

Leviathan:

Make it stop. Make it stop! Why are you crying? Literally nothing happened? So what, he raised his voice at another game! Its not the end of the world and quite honestly it's getting annoying as, dare he say, hell! Just stop! He gets angry, frustrated; those are his least favorite types of people. He already whines a lot himself, he cant handle someone actually crying.

Satan:

He tries to understand, he really does. But you're such an easy target and God if your tears dont bring some sick pleasure to him. At first, he mightve been concerned, but as time went on, it became a game to him. You didnt think you could survive in the Devildom with no backbone, did you?

Asmodeus:

Another one who'd use it to his advantage. Come to Asmo for comfort; for talk and wandering hands at your most vulnerable. He will use your instability to his advantage. Will make you rely on him and the worst part? You know what hes doing, but you wont be able to save yourself.

Beelzebub:

In some way, it hurts his nonexistent heart, and he does try to comfort you a lot, but he cant help the annoyance he feels. He wouldn't voice that, of course, not when he knows you'd just cry again. But it shows in his actions. His words would become less comforting, his hugs not as tight anymore; it's almost as if hes losing interest.

Belphegor:

Much like Satan, he finds some sick pleasure in it. That is, at least, if he cares enough to pay attention to every single time you cry in the first place. And much like Levi, if it interrupts his sleep, he might also raise his voice. Its not in a demons nature to be sympathetic.

Diavolo:

He wanted to be nice. To be peaceful. To tolerate it. But everyone has a breaking point and he was inching closer to his own every day, with every passing tear, every incident that arose. He shouldve never brought you here. It was bothersome and interrupting his every day. This was more trouble than it was worth and he has no problem switching you out with someone who can actually... Survive.

Barbatos:

Unlike the façade he shows around Diavolo, he actually does not have a lot of patience, and is quick to grow tired of your antics. He doesnt have time to wipe away your tears at any given moment and if you were just a random human, he would've devoured you a long time ago; wouldve fed you to either himself or Cerberus a long time ago.

Simeon:

He's your best shot. The one who protects you and comforts you from anything; quite literally an angel. He cares about you; about all of God's creation, and he wants you to be strong and be sensitive. It's not a sign of weakness, it's strength. And until you realize your own strength, he will be your strength for you.

Solomon:

Interesting. He'll analyze you, try to figure out whats wrong and dive deep into your psyche. He's not the world's best comforter, but his arms are open and hes good at distractions. Sure, the Devildom can be scary, but humans have to stick together in a world full of demons.

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me headcanons #obey me scenarios #demons #obey me lucifer #mammon obey me #leviathan obey me #satan obey me #asmodeus obey me #obey me beelzebub #belphegor obey me #obey me lord diavolo #barbatos obey me #simeon obey me #obey me solomon

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that-soccer-guru · 4 years ago

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Thoughts on how each player played?

MUCH better game for most of the field! Let me go with the good stuff first.

Naeher—flawless, amazing, we love uncle.

I said last time that Christen and Rose were the best part of the forward core and they went out there and proved me right about my opinions. Amazing chances, good ball handling, great tactical fouling. They went out there and carried those forward chances on their backs.

Broon and Dunn took away every ounce of happiness I had today and I respect them for it. As always, flawless game from them. I saw a tweet that said Dunn's heat map is just a picture of the stadium and its FACTS. She thwarted the Brazilian strikers really well and she put up great chances up top. Broon is the one woman show of the CBs and I can never fault her. In Queen Broon we trust (even today when I was actively rooting against the US, I couldn't help but absolutely SALIVATE at how GOOD she is bro. the one woman defense) Dahlkemper is up there too, although she really fell behind in helping Ertz cover the players finding those gaps in the middle but I'm not gonna discount her good moments, bc she's always reliable.

Ertz had a really hard job to do today, so I won't slam her for the times that Brazil managed to slip through. She moved the line up a lot, played good in recoveries, overall she's a very reliable 6 and I can't fault her for the other players' decisions.

Now, the Bad.

I mean this is hardly bad but I'm never impressed by Alex Morgan and that didn't change today. She's still finding her footing so, you know, we'll see what happens with her. She had some good moments though but overall she got lost in the shuffle a lot which kinda sucks for someone like her. Her replacement, Sophia Smith, also got lost a bit in there, she did have a near goal which was great but I didn't have enough time to really judge her playing.

Lynn Williams.... I'm so tired of saying the same things, I sound like a broken record. She is not made for this team. She's a great player, she has spirit, but fucks sakes this is not the team for her. AND THERES NOTHING WRONG WITH THAT. It's okay to be a great club player. But the missed chances, bad passes, poor covering, it's just not it.

Sonnett had a craaaaaap game. She made some good tackles and good trackbacks but she kept making really bad clearance choices and her passing was NOT with it. I would blame all of Ertz' overextensions on her bad decisions today. Yes, covering Marta is fucking hard. But you're a defender that's your job. And she was going way too far up and abandoning her line which led to her being both a bad defender AND a bad midfielder. Y'all know that despite her personal choices I still think Sonnett is a wonderful player and a defender with great potential. I still think she can be the key to this defense. But she had better get her head on right because this was not her best game. Glimpses of greatness are NOT enough to make up for those costly mistakes.

The "?"

Lindsey Horan had like... a meh? game. She wasn't dazzling, she keeps making really physical choices that are crap. She should've been carded for the free kick interruption, and for bulldozing players, I was just glad she finally got carded for the goalkeeper incident. She had some really brilliant moments on the counter and some glimpses of that playmaking ability she showcases in Portland, but she doesn't look like she's IN the game, which is sucky. At least she didn't drop anyone like she dropped Jflem so, like, yay?

Geriatrics United FC didn't have enough time to fuck anything up so that's great. Although Pinoe did make some reaaaally bad choices in the mid, she had a goal so we can forgive her I suppose. Lloyd as always doesn't impress me and I'm not gonna start saying otherwise today.

Kmew also didn't have enough time to get anything done although she did give that pass for Pinoe's goal I think? so like, wooo! Vlatko hasn't played her enough for me to think that she will be going to the Olympics. Which is unfortunate. The one play I saw her in she has walking and not actively chasing the ball which was just.... odd? bc she's fresh off the bench, she should've been more active. But idk what orders Vlatko gave her on the way in so idk.

For Brazil uh, I was very disappointed with the backline. They went in there on the defensive and I don't get it. Granted, the US have a scary midfield, but so does Brazil. They started on the back foot and hardly got off it. Ludmila didn't look like she was on her A game, Debinha was trying but the passes between all of them were NOT connecting and it sucked. They kept trying for that long ball, which is disappointing, because Brazil's strength is on the short one on one passing. I've never known Brazil to go into a field to play the other team's game, but today they did, and that bummed me out. This should've been a way better game than it was for them.

Overall there's glimpses that the US can self correct. Luckily it looks like the fear of playing the world's #1 still works, even for great teams, so their rivals starting on the back foot is gonna keep being a blessing to count on. Overall there's a lot to improve, I want to see Tierna join Ertz in a double 6 formation for Argentina, just to see if there's a more creative way to have a good containing backline. Press and Rose earned their starting spots for next game. I'd make a case for Horan to be swapped for Kmew, just to see what she's made of.

But knowing the US like we know them, they're gonna come out swinging with the same shit bc WHAT IS CREATIVITY.

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twdmusicboxmystery · 4 years ago

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TWD Holiday Special Clues

Hey Everyone! I watched the holiday special last night. I know not everyone can. At least not yet. (Not sure if they’ll air it eventually.) So I’ll report what jumped out at me from it.

The first thing is that I definitely noticed a “return vibe” running through it. But first thing’s first.

They mentioned “reuniting the Greene sisters” at least twice. Maybe three times. Chris said it in the intro. I’m paraphrasing but something like “Emily Kinney and Lauren Cohan are here. We’re gonna reunite the Greene sisters!” And then he repeated that again during the episode. So yeah. Side-eying that.

Then Emily sang her song, Up on the Housetop, pretty early. I wasn’t sure about this at first, but it did occur to me that they chose to have her sing a song about Santa returning stealthily in the night. And yes, I know that’s pretty weak on its own. I mean, it’s a Christmas special. Any song they sing is either going to be about Santa or the Christ child. But even so. It wasn’t Jingle Bells or anything more generic. They picked the song about Santa returning stealthily (he does that every year, after all) when and where no one was looking for him to be. I’ll talk about this more at the end.

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There were a lot of small things that MIGHT be clues, but also might not be. Things that we COULD read into but we really might be reaching. Things the actor (such as Josh McDermitt) said while telling stories about childhood Christmases, for example. I’ll skip those, for the most part, as they aren’t all that compelling on their own.

So then there were two 10-season things they did. They had the actors who play Ezekiel, Yumiko, Jerry, and Lydia sing a rendition of The Twelve Days of Christmas, except it was the 10 seasons of TWD. It was fun, and I want to read into some of the lines, but it’s hard to read into all of them. They basically picked one thing from each season, and they were all pretty random. They skipped over Beth entirely, and I’ll admit that IS kind of suspicious (I’ll tell you why in a minute) but at the same time they skipped over a LOT of important things, so I’m not sure we can call it a pattern.

So, for example, the season 2 line was “Hershel at his Farm.” That makes total sense because it encapsulates the gist of S2. So, if they’d stayed with that theme, you ‘d think s3’s line would have been about the prison or the Governor or Woodbury, right? They went with “baby Judith’s birth.” And obviously that was a big deal but it doesn’t exactly bring across everything that happened in S3, you know? So, kind of random. For S4, you’d think they would talk about the downfall of the prison, but they went with “look at the flowers.”

So, they didn’t mention Beth or Grady at all for S5, and I find that suspicious bc Coda was definitely the biggest thing that happened in S5 with the biggest fan reaction. But again, they weren’t exactly breaking pattern here. For S5, they went with “Morgan Jones returns.” S6 was “Scary Saviors arriving” or something along those lines. (Understand I’m paraphrasing most of these because I didn’t write down exact words.) S7 was “Abe and Glenn in heaven.” S8 was Carl getting bitten. Sufficiently a big deal, of course, but there was also that burning Phoenix. Must not have been very memorable, lol. S9 was “Rick in a copter” and S10 was “Negan killing Alpha.” I think.

Not until they’d sung several more verses did the part about Morgan returning start to jump out at me. I mean, in terms of S5, that literally happens the last two minutes of the season. And yes, it was a big deal to the fandom, but it hardly represents all of S5, right? But using him as the “5th day of Christmas” part of the song automatically puts emphasis on it. If you think of the song, it slows down considerably and emphasizes “5 golden rings.” And for this it was “Morgan Jones return.” So it felt like there was a heavy emphasis on that.

So, an emphasis on the return of a character who hadn’t been on in a while before that. And of course there are all those DC al Coda parallels between Beth and Morgan. Just saying. Later in the special, they do another “return thing.”

Then they did an “In Memoriam” that covered 10 seasons of walker kills. This one was much more suspicious in a TD way to me. Like the song, they basically chose one iconic, epic walker kill to represent each season. And there are a lot more of these I think we can read into as Beth symbols. So, for S1, it was Teddy Bear Girl. For S2, Well walker. (Water.) For S3, that walker they killed when cleaning out the prison yard whose face slides off. The thing about this walker is that it’s wearing black riot gear. A lot like what the CRM soldiers wear. For S4, it was the Big Spot walker that falls through the roof. That one made me happy. For S5, that walker Daryl killed at Terminus with the crow bar. You know, the famous one whose face he caved in against the brick wall?

For s6, it was the sewer walkers Maggie and Aaron ran into under Alexandria. Definitely side-eyeing that. For s7, they showed Winslow. And what was great about that is that it specifically showed the part where one of Winslow’s spikes when through Rick’s hands. (Stigmata, making him a Christ figure.) For S8, it was where Daryl was riding around on his bike shoot boxes with his gun that then blew up. He blew up one of the walkers that way. For 9, it was the walker that came up out of the river while Daryl was fishing (long hair after Rick left). And for S10 it was the walker horde hitting the electric fence before the Hilltop battle.

So yeah. We can definitely read into some of those as Beth parallels.

The end of the special had some weirdnesses in it, and my favorite TD reference.

First, Chris asked everyone to say what their character would bring to a holiday party. Lauren said Maggie would bring the turkey. Kaylee said Judith would bring the games. But we didn’t hear Emily or IRonE’s answers. I just thought it was weird because it cut very abruptly and we didn’t get to hear what their characters would have brought. I mean, it’s obvious they edit these, because they often jump suddenly to the next question and you don’t hear the segue. I don’t judge them for editing. They have to do this in a certain time frame, and there can lots of white noise when conducting zoom calls. But still, I have to wonder what, exactly, they’re cutting out.

So then Chris asks, again, as though he’s going to ask each person, with the show ending, who they think will be the “last person standing.” He didn’t say man, I don’t think, but the echo of Beth’s line was painfully obvious. And he asked Emily first. And who did she say? She said Norman, or Norman and Melissa.

So, she didn’t actually say Daryl, and the “Norman and Melissa” thing is pretty obvious given the spinoff. But we literally had them asking who the last “person” standing would be, and she said Norman/Daryl. Just saying.

Then Lauren did this mock, I-can’t-believe-you-didn’t-pick-your-sister thing and they all started laughing and Emily said something like, “just kidding. If I were writing the script, they’d kill all the walkers and Maggie would be queen.” I think IRonE answered the question as well, but I think what he said got lost in all the goofing around.

But yeah. Obvious Bethyl reference and they indirectly tied it to the spinoff. Just saying.

So, before I get to the final one, they they took Emily and IronE away and brought on Angela and Gimple. That part was kind of meh. Just nothing that really jumped out at me. Chris asked Gimple to give us some tidbits about the Rick movies. And Gimple did his usual, “we’re working on it but can’t say much” thing. So then Chris asked AK to talk about the bonus episodes. She talked a lot more than Gimple and Chris gave Gimple crap about that. But honestly, she pretty much just repeated what we already know from the episode synopses that were released: A Daryl/Carol episode, a Negan episode, with Hillary Burton, more on Eugene’s group, etc. So yeah. Nothing knew or exciting there.

They showed a very short clip of the table read from the episode where Daryl and Carol go their separate ways. I thought it was interesting that they used that particular moment. But I suppose they’re doing it to hype the spinoff.

Finally, they ended with Chris reading a TWD rendition of Twas the Night Before Christmas. Most of it was cute little rhymes about the various characters, but one part REALLY jumped out at me.

“And that’s when they saw it high up on a shelf:

A new walking talkie. Was it left by an elf?

They heard static and crackling but nothing made sense

The room became quiet, so SERIOUS, so tense.

Together they gathered, a closer look they did take

When a helicopter overhead made the entire house shake.

And then a voice on the walkie was heard so clear and so bright

It was Rick grimes wishing “Peace unto all and to all a good night.”

Now, there were other passages I found suspicious as well. Stuff about Daryl and Dog, and Connie and Kelly receiving tons of cats for Christmas. You’ll have to tell me what part stands out most to you.

But here, we have a voice on a walkie, Rick in a helicopter, and a serious mention. Of course they were never going to put Beth’s name in here. It would be too obvious, but given the parallels between her and Rick, I know I don’t have to explain why this makes me happy. AND in the story, it’s happening on Christmas Eve. The return of a character they think is dead.

So I think it also works with the Up on the Housetop theme I mentioned at the beginning. As I said, I wasn’t sure about that at first, but after hearing their poem, it made me think I was barking up the right tree there.

So, because there was such a heavy “return” emphasis here, it got me thinking of the weirdness of having a holiday special at all. I hadn’t really questioned it before now. Just something fun to tide people over. Because Covid, you know?

But now it feels like a clue that THIS is the Christmas after which she’ll return. They’re doing it this year, where they haven’t in years past, because THIS is the year Daryl will get something from Santa Clause.

Also, about a week ago (before the special aired) @wdway sent me an article about it. It was obvious this was filmed early, not live, because the article actually talked about some of what would happen in the holiday special. And the part they talked about was where Emily said Norman would be the last man standing.

So what we found suspicious about that (apart from what I’ve already talked about here; the blatant echo of a famous Bethyl moment) is that the article ONLY talked about Emily and that question. It mentioned who else would be on and such, but the entire emphasis of the article was Emily and her answer to that question.

So it felt like the special was entirely geared toward featuring Emily.

Thoughts?

#beth greene #beth greene lives #beth is alive #beth is coming #td theory #td theories #team delusional #team defiance #beth is almost here #bethyl

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danifics18 · 4 years ago

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↪ NCT Dream as Cat Hybrids ↩

Warnings : None Rated: Fluff

A/N: This is my first post, from my o.g. writing blog, I hope everyone enjoys it!

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Available Under the Cut

Mark:

If he were a full cat, he would be a Tuxido cat- but he’s not a full cat, so the only fur that is visible are on his (slightly larger than most) ears and slim tail.

Both of his ears are black, and his tail is black with white dots scattered.

Looks up to his elder cat friends- especially Johnny but don’t let Ten hear that

Highly stressed bc he wants to act like a kitten still but he also wants to be an adult™️ :(

Once tried to shove his tail in Haechan’s mouth bc he was being … well Haechan was being Haechan … and got his tail bit

A pretty tamed dude

But he does get really excited

But he’s also super shy around strangers

He’s also the scariest one out of the younger ones, well when he’s mad anyways

Markhyuck 2k17 summer fight, anyone?

Once he’s calmed down, he does go right back to being really laid back tho

You can usually find him catching some Z’s in front of a window where he sunbathes

Tbh if you try to annoy him with asking stereotypical questions about Canada, he’ll hiss at you and then walk off sulking probably to go tell Johnny

Likes to hide the fact that he LOVES his ears being scratched

He does tons to help out both the younger ones, and the older ones, so he’s a stressed out kitty

Renjun :

He’s a fluffy gray boy

Gray little ears with a bit of tuft at the ends and the FLUFFIEST tail

Definitely a cutie

Tries extra hard to take care of the younger boys

Has to remind Chenle to retract his claws still

Gave up on trying to teach Jisung how to retract his claws so that’s Taeyong’s job now

Likes to cuddle with chinaline when he misses home

Used to ask you to cook authentic Chinese food but you would worry too much bc “Can hybrids even eat normal food?? Do you guys have special diets?? I don’t want you guys getting sick!!” So he goes to ask Kun to cook instead.

A blushing boy when you compliment him.

Please help this boy with his tail!! It’s so fluffy and it’s a lot for even him to handle!

The sweetest™️

One time you had a really bad backache and you rllly wanted a massage, so what does this boy do?

You know how cats do that kneading thing on blankets, or anything soft?

Well he was doing that to your back

You thought it was weird, bc he was using his claws, but it felt v nice(?)

After his baths he usually asks you to help comb out his tail while he combs his hair to get out any extra tangles

He is also the reason why no one lets their tails air dry- they have to be dried via blowdryer, since his tail will literally take most of the day to dry on its own

Jeno:

A much lighter gray than Renjun- almost a white color fur

Has black stripes on the bottom of his tail

Haechan calls him a gray honey bee bc of his tail

It took him a while to get used to you

Like for the longest time you thought he hated you, bc he would walk into a room, look at you, and then leave

Wouldn’t really talk to you either, just the basic “hello” and “thank you”

He didn’t hate you

He just didn’t know how to approach you

At first he kind of sized you up, bc you’re a stranger, but after that he was just a shy boi

The times that he walked into a room, stared at you, and then walked out? He was thinking of a way to talk to you- but again, he’s a shy one

He rlly liked how ultra kind you are, so he does tiny things around the house to make your day so much better and easier.

Even if it means tricking chenle and jisung into taking actual baths ( those poor boys don’t care for water yet )

He finally gave up on trying to approach you, so he did what most cats do.

He plopped his head on your lap, and nudged his head towards your hand, until you got the hint to scratch his ears.

After that he started to talk to you a lot more

And now he’s super talkative

He likes sunbathing with mark

Tried to teach you how to climb a tree once

But quickly decided that was a bad idea after you fell off a low branch.

He forgot you don’t have those cat instincts.

He will purposely do something rlly dumb so Haechan will stop roasting you, and roast him instead

This boy is a blessing

Haechan :

An orange boy

Just a lot of orange fur going on

Has definitely tried to dye his fur purple one time

But the color didn’t rlly last long

So he sticks to just dying the human hair in his head

Had you make tiny little shower caps for his ears- and all the boys demand little ear shower caps now

He only accepts warm food

Doesn’t rlly like bathes- but Yuta threatened that if he didn’t take a bath, that he would assist you in giving him a bath.

So Haechan quickly decided he didn’t mind bathes anymore

Haechan likes to give you trouble

Not bc he’s a rude cat

But he feels like it makes you guys closer

And you don’t seem to mind

He accidentally wakes people up at night bc sometimes he’ll just start singing at the top of his lungs

Which he’s a good singer ( we all know that )

But Haechan, it’s 3am, go to bed!

You like watching him dance

One time he was dancing, and his tail was swaying so much that Jisung attacked it.

Bit Mark’s tail

His partner in crime is Jaemin

They set up a lot of pranks around the house

One time they put a bucket of ice water on top of a door, and waited for someone to walk through that door.

It was Doyoung, going in there to collect dirty clothes.

Well, long story short, the boys did their own laundry for a good month and a half- and they also hid from Doyoung for about a week.

Likes to set up movie nights and living room sleepovers so he has the excuse to cuddle with everyone.

Definitely a handful, but he’s worth it.

Jaemin:

a calico

from what you know he is a sweet boy

kind of devious at times

pretty accident prone

partners in crime with Haechan

still can’t look Doyoung in the eyes

extremely talkative

highkey reminds you of a brother

he has no problem with using aeygo to get stuff ( esp food and video games )

tried teaching you how to play video games once, but gave up v quickly after you wouldn’t stop asking so many questions about “why does this character have blue hair? is it hereditary?” Jaemin doesn’t question why his games have certain features

highkey loves pancakes

v scared of storms

one night he scared you by crawling into bed with you, just after you got done watching a scary movie on your phone

he likes talking about the world’s wonders with you

if you can’t find him in his room or with one of the other dreamies, he’s probably in the forest on a scavenger hunt

if he weren’t a hybrid, you’d think he was a forest elf

Chenle:

a white boi with a white fluffy tail

highkey does not like water

gets mad at jeno for tricking him into a bath

a ball of energy

Night singer # 2

once had a singing battle with Haechan over who could sing the highest notes

the neighbors ended up calling the cops bc they thought someone, more like something, got hurt

it was awkward having to explain to the cops at 4 am, in your pj’s, that there was no one hurt, just two boys who don’t know what sleeping at a normal time was

thankfully you only got a warning, but you definitely made sure to give those two boys an earful, and extra chores for a month.

although they both have a room, him and Jisung both fight over who gets to sleep with you.

usually Jisung sleeps on the side of you and Chenle sleeps on top of you

you are the bed

But come morning, we all know that it’s one dog/cat pile on you

sometimes the other dreamies + hyungs will join in, until Taeyoung straightens them out, that is

he still needs to be reminded to retract his claws, or he’ll get stuck to everything!

over all needs a lot of guidance still

and he appreciates you a ton!!

Jisung:

has reddish brown fur

the youngest

still pretty clingy

but pretty wise

hates bathes

hasn’t fully learnt how to retract his claws yet

he might act like a little shit, but he loves and appreciates everyone so much

such an agile boy

spends a lot of time with Ten learning how to dance better, and learning neat little tricks

loves climbing trees with Jeno

spends a lot of time with Haechan and Jaemin playing video games

his bed is actually used for his stuffed animals that partially why he sleeps with you

he just also really likes the company

he really likes the snow, and the way it cronches when you walk on it

he feels super bad when he accidentally scratches someone

one time you had to help him put his shirt on correctly for school bc all the other boys had already left for school, or just to do what ever it is that hybrids do, and he couldn’t retract his claws, and got his claws stuck in his shirt

he got super embarrassed, but you were fine, you reassured him that it happens, and told him that Taeil will do that sometimes

and he was shook bc Taeil?? The oldest still gets his claws stuck in his clothes?

it made him feel 10000x better

but do know that he teased Taeil a tiny bit, but Taeil let him, bc he didn’t mind getting teased if it made Jisung feel better.

wow a truly loving family <3

#nct dream #nct dream blurb #nct dream hybrid #nct #nct cat hybrid

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headtothecoast · 5 years ago

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kid!jaskier au

not really based on my kid!geralt post here but like, a separate idea. (also i just figured out how to post stuff under the cut b/c this is really quite long)

so geralt heads down the mountain in silence. there’s no jaskier to try and lighten the mood and no yennefer to try and darken it. it’s just him and his regrets and his anger. and also someone crying in his camp.

he half expects it to be jaskier but instead he’s met with what looks like a child no older than 7 who’s crying to himself and... naked?

when the kid spots him his eyes widen and geralt can smell fear but as the tears freeze in his throat he seems to swallow and asks geralt a question - are you here to kill me, sir?

and then it’s geralt’s turn to stand, frozen in front of a naked kid with a pile of jaskier’s clothes next to him and wonder what the hell his life has become before he forces out a no, jaskier, i am not here to kill you.

the kid, jaskier, looks at him a bit longer, as though taking in the swords and the outfit and the smell of fear turns to one of anticipation, like when he wanted to ask a question but knew geralt wouldn’t like it. what geralt likes even less is that jaskier smelled of fear in the first place, although he couldn’t begrudge younger jaskier of actually having the sense to be scared of a witcher like his older counterpart should have.

out with it, he growled, turning away from jaskier in favor of searching for a waterskin and one of jaskier’s smaller doublets in roach’s saddlebags.

that seemed to startle him enough to ask, are you here to take me away then? to become - to become a witcher? and geralt doesn’t smell fear at all. just sadness and something lighter, like flowers poking through wood. hope.

geralt sighs, hands jaskier the doublet and the water before sitting down across from him on one of the branches he had dragged to surround the fire the day before and says no jaskier, i am not going to turn you into a witcher.

and jaskier considers this too and relaxes a little now that he’s wearing something less suffocating and says, then why am i here mr. witcher? if my father didn’t send you to kill me or make me a witcher - how did i get here?

and geralt turns the words over in his head. that jaskier believed his father would send a witcher after a six year old and swallows down some guilt over sending his older self off and tries to think of a response. i’m not exactly sure how you got here jaskier. at least, not as how you are now.

jaskier doesn’t seem to think that much of an answer, and seeing how geralt isn’t concerned with hurting him he gets more confident in his questions. what does that mean? do you have a name, mr. witcher? are you going to leave me in these woods? can i come with you?

and the sun is starting to set and geralt should make a fire and jaskier looks so young sitting across from him and he doesn’t have answers to those questions so instead he stand up and says, my name is geralt. i’m going to look for firewood, and dinner - stay here, i’ll explain when i come back.

and when geralt comes back jaskier is curled up in the dirt fast asleep and geralt isn’t looking forward to the call he will have to make in the morning.

when jaskier wakes up it is to two unfamiliar people having a very loud argument. one of them is the witcher he had met yesterday and one is a very pretty but scary looking lady who seems to be angry with the mr. witcher. they pause when they seem to realize he’s awake and then the scary lady is gone telling the witcher it’s only a month before walking through some sort of hole next to a tree.

and then jaskier is looking at the witcher and he wants to ask him questions but he remembers his father scolding him for bothering him and he isn’t sure whether the witcher had lied about being sent by his father and then the witcher is talking, way more than he had the day before.

geralt tells him his name again and that he really wasn’t sure how jaskier ended up in his camp yesterday but that he would be travelling with him for the next month or so, and that he’s sorry about that but jaskier is really rather young to be by himself but also that they really should be off because there’s a town not far from here and they’ve already wasted a half day’s travel and jaskier doesn’t care about the shitty explanation at all and keeps asking questions like can i pet your horse mr. witcher geralt? and your hair is very white it’s long like my sisters, she taught me how to braid hair, can i braid your hair mr. witcher geralt?

and geralt is annoyed all the way to the next town but jaskier doesn’t seem to be scared of him of care that he’s one the road with someone he doesn’t know and geralt decides not to question it and just try to get the next month over with so that hopefully yennefer’s estimate of when the curse will run its course is over with so he can go back to his Path in silence.

it takes jaskier a while to ask him questions like his older self did and geralt tries but fails to keep his temper in check and once or twice he raised his voice but jaskier wasn’t afraid when he did that no the only time geralt smelled fear was when he would leave for a hunt and jaskier would ask you’re not going to leave forever are you mr. geralt? and so jaskier would stay at the inns and play with the innkeepers children and when he’d come back from hunts jaskier would ask him what monsters were like and wow mr. geralt you must be super strong to be able to take down monsters that’s so cool!

but coin was tight without jaskier’s ability to play to crowds so more often than not the two would be crammed into the same bed when they managed to stay in inns or the same bedroll when they camped outside because the first night they had spent outside with jaskier in his own bedroll geralt had awoken to noises of distress and small words muttered at nightmares like please stop, and no i didn’t mean to, and please come back, and don’t leave me here, and i’ll be good i promise.

and when geralt had woken him up jaskier had looked at him with big eyes and had grabbed at geralt’s shirt while he calmed down saying i’ve been good right mr. geralt you won’t leave me too right?

so geralt silently pushed down on his own guilt and tried his best to not fuck up jaskier any more than he already had. if jaskier asked him to play games, he forced out answers and if jaskier asked to braid his hair he waited patiently until he was done and if jaskier wanted stories geralt did his best to tell them. he wasn’t used to talking or answering questions but he tried to make himself smaller and softer, just enough that the guilt over sending jaskier away didn’t eat him through entirely.

because when jaskier would speak of his family it was always of his sisters and the one time geralt had asked about his parents jaskier had gone quiet and said that he didn’t see them very often - they said he asked too many questions.

and before the month was up geralt had a picture in his head of a small little boy whose parents didn’t seem to want him that spent 20 years following around a witcher who spent every minute trying to get rid of him.

so when geralt woke up after a month to find himself curled around a much larger, much older jaskier he felt his arms tighten and when the man opened his eyes geralt could have cried in relief but instead whispered i’m sorry jaskier

geralt? what are you doing here? the last thing i remember is - and geralt watches as jaskier’s eyes widen as he remembers the last month they had spent together, jaskier as a child and geralt as a sorry excuse for a witcher.

i know what i said on the mountain was uncalled for. you didn’t deserve my anger jaskier, and i’m sorry. and geralt watches as jaskier takes in and lets out a breath before nodding.

thank you, for the apology geralt. you’ve done more than enough to be forgiven. i’m sorry you had to deal with me as a child. and jaskier tries to sit up and move away but geralt tightens his hold on his bard who he feels like he just got back.

jaskier, he rumbles, i have already made the mistake of leaving you. i won’t do so again.

that seems to break through whatever jaskier was thinking and he looked at geralt properly. geralt could smell the apprehension of a question and the look in jaskier’s eyes was decidedly vulnerable when he asked you promise?

and geralt gently tugs jaskier further into the sheets. he kisses him as softly as he is able and swallows the surprised sound the bard makes before pulling back and saying jaskier, i promise i’ll stay

*alright so these are getting longer and a bit more fic like um, if you want the short version it’s below. took a bit of a different turn but if anyone else feels like writing this better feel free! **this is a fae thing - can’t decide when it should happen. it could be after the mountain where geralt happens across a kid in his camp and is about to be angry except jaskier is crying or something bc he doesn’t know where he is but he’s as talkative as ever and geralt pieces together what happened. he brings the kid to yen who says to give it a month and he’ll be back to normal but geralt i swear to god you can’t leave him somewhere if you’re going on the road bc he’s a child and prone to trouble but also maybe neglect!jaskier where his parents didn’t like him and so he keeps asking geralt while they’re traveling if he’s bringing him home or something or if his dad asked him to kill him (snow white style when they first meet) and geralt is like wtf? no and team bonding over jaskier’s sad childhood of abandonment issues that geralt unravels, feels guilty about and when jaskier turns back geralt properly apologizes.

#geraskier #jaskier #geralt of rivia #geralt x jaskier #yennefer #the witcher

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