#if i was like 14 at the time i would get it

[caffeinatedvigilantewriter]

So Demon twins but Danny was never raised in the League. He was brok sickly so Ra’s chucked him in the Lazarus pit and he never came out.

He emerged on the other side of the world in a pool of ectoplasm and got adopted by the Fentons.

14, he died.

15, he had a clone, Danielle, and she went to travel the world, starting in Venice

He knows he was adopted, Vlad spilled the beans during a fight, and when he was 16, he decided to tell his parents he was Phantom. (for the first time in my prompts) It went well.

When he was 17 and about to graduate high school, he decided to do a DNA test and find out who his bio parents are.

Bruce Wayne and an Unknown

Sends a letter to Bruce and doesn’t really expect a response.

He gets one.

Bruce Wayne knocks on his door 5 days after he sent the letter and offers to let Danny stay in Gotham with him while he takes a gap year. Danny agrees.

He meets Damian (doesn’t really matter is Damian knew of Danny existence or not) and everyone else and has a great time.

Eventually, Danny brings up things that alludes to his vigilante past

“Ya know, back when I was dead-”

“Metaphorical, right?”

“… sure. Anyway!-”

-

“Killed 17 people?! Tsk tsk, my rouges would never! Not even the clown! So, do you want Thai or Indian takeout?”

“… what was that?”

“Thai or Indian?”

“What- no, that not what I- *sigh* Thai, please.”

Eventually, he brings up his Dani.

“Oh yeah, my clone loves to travel!”

“Your what?”

“My clone! She’s more like a sister though.”

“Okay… where is she??”

“Shes traveling. Last I heard she was running with a group called the League of Assassins. Or was it assailants?”

“👁️👄👁️”

“Do you want to meet her..?”

“YES.”

-

So Dani joined the LOA. Not the worst thing she could’ve done.

Talia took one look at this girl she found in Venice that looked exactly like her beloved and thought ‘why not?’ And offered her a place to stay.

Dani took one look at this women she met in Venice that offered her a place to stay and though ‘bet’ and accepted.

So she’s been running with assassins. It’s not that bad and she learned how to fight. Talia mothers her and protects her from Ra’s good mom Talia, she will not raise Danielle like she raised Damian Eventually Dani gets a message from Danny saying that his biological family wants to meet her.

She goes with Talia’s okay and heads to Gotham.

Unlike her template, she knows that the Waynes are the Bats and loves teasing them about it.

“You’re billionaires, right? Wow, I really hope you don’t have a secret lair under this mansion!”

“… right, right. That would be weird.”

Damian doesn’t know what to make of Danielle. On one hand, he’s always wanted a sister, and she’s biologically related to him. On the other hand, she willingly works with the people that took away Damian’s childhood.

Danielle doesn’t have the blind devotion to the LOA that he had, and he thinks that she’s been manipulated by Ra’s and spends his time trying to convince her to stay in Gotham with them.

So now Bruce Wayne and Talia Al Ghul get into a custody battle. (Talia wants also Danny and Bruce wants Dani)

Wind of it reaches the press and now the whole world is invested.

[commandershepardvasfuckit]

An Arranged Marriage, part 24

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | Part 10 | Part 11 | Part 12 | Part 13 | Part 14 | Part 15 | Part 16 | Part 17 | Part 18 | Part 19 | Part 20 | Part 21 | Part 22 | Part 23

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Things may have not gone to plan, but you finally felt close to Zen.

(I am feral over my own character, ask box is always open for talking about my writing or just monster fucking in general!)

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A warm fire crackled in the hearth as you sat on Zen’s lap, both still naked. He was warming up the food he had brought home for dinner and you did not want to separate from him when he had gotten up from the bed. You cuddled against his chest while he reached around you to place everything at the edges of the hearth to warm up.

“Aren’t you cold just sitting on the floor?” you asked.

“Not with the hearth lit, and you are keeping me warm” he gave you a quick nuzzle.

A new layer of comfort had settled between the two of you, no barriers remained. Things did not exactly go as planned, but that hardly mattered now. All that remained now was room to grow.

Zen handed you food as it was ready, minced meat and vegetables wrapped in some sort of pastry, while he hummed his usual song.

“You got home early today” you pointed out to him.

“Bira came by and told me I needed to go home and check on something.”

“And you still stopped for food on the way home?”

“It did not seem like an emergency and we still need to eat” he shrugged.

You could not help but laugh a bit. Both Bira and Ba’tual had pointed out a few times that Zen used to skip meals most days, too caught up in everything else to take care of himself. It was not that he looked scrawny or anything when you first met, but now that he was eating well and sleeping through the night he sure did look a lot healthier.

He kept an arm wrapped around you to hold you close while he ate too, which was cozy, though you did have a complaint.

“You’re getting crumbs in my hair” you said and tried to brush them off.

“And I will help you get them out after too” he said.

The two of you sat in comfortable silence at the hearth for a while, Zen’s tusks tapped against the sides of your head while he tried to kiss the top of your head. With the sun starting to set the familiar chill started to set in.

“How about I run a hot bath for us?” Zen offered as if reading your mind.

You nodded against his chest and let him pick you up. Even from this awkward angle with you siting on his lap he lifted you with ease.

The warm water of the bath felt good against your cool skin while Zen washed your hair, getting the crumbs out as promised. Between the feeling of him purring while you leaned back against his chest and him playing with your hair you could have easily fallen asleep like that.

“You look comfortable” Zen said.

“I am” you answered.

“I like that, I like that you are comfortable here and around me” he said as he helped rinse the shampoo from your hair.

“Did you ever plan on getting married, like in general?” you asked.

“I have planned on very few things in my life, things just happen and I pray that they work out.”

“Like this?”

“Like this” he repeated, “And I am very happy things are working out. But you expected to marry, right?”

“I did, and when I was little my family did come to an agreement with another family that if their son could make a name for himself and climb the ranks in the royal navy I would be promised to him.”

“And you were alright with that?”

“It’s just life. He’s from a good family so it would have been a good match” you shrugged.

“Am I a good match?”

You had not put much thought into it truthfully, no more thought than that you were marrying someone who was not human. “Well, you’re a representative on the king’s council and the avatar of a god, so technically I might have married above my station.”

“And that is a good thing?” he asked cautiously.

“Technically this is a very good marriage for me.”

“Technically?”

“Yes, in theory this is a good marriage for me because I married up. But honestly you’re just a really good husband Zen.”

He wrapped his arms around you tightly and pulled you as close as he could without crushing you, “I am trying to be” he said against the side of your head.

You stayed entwined in the tub until the water started to cool. Zen got out first to dry off and relight the hearth to make sure the main room was warm enough for you before coming back to help you out of the tub and dry off.

He tucked into bed, pulling the covered over you both and then pulled you on top of his chest. His hands were warm on the bare skin of your back while he absentmindedly rubbed your back and occasionally nuzzled his jaw against the top of your head.

It was always just calm being with him. Zen was never in a hurry with anything, well except for earlier. Earlier when he could not keep his hands off of you. Earlier when he eagerly undressed you. When he pressed against you and grinded against you. How direct and needy he was.

You leaned up to kiss his neck and he happily tilted his head to the side to let you reach better. His pulse was strong just under his skin and soft against your lip. By the time you had reached to nip along his jaw he softly moaning and his hands had traveled down from your back down to your hips so he could really pull you close.

“And what are you up to my lovely wife?” he asked and you could feel the vibrations from his purring.

You did not answer, but instead reached up to pull his hair, making him bare more of his throat to you.

“You are so pushy for such a little thing, I like it” he chuckled.

At this point you were straddling his chest with how far up you had scooted to reach him. The vibrations from his purring were going straight to your clit and only encourage you to grind against him. You had been so ready earlier, so wet and excited to feel his thick cock fill you now that you were ready. It had been so disappointing when you had to stop that afternoon, the first few inches had felt incredible before he got to be too much.

“Are we picking back up from earlier then?” he asked.

“I want you” was all you could manage.

He tilted your face up so you could see him and gave you such a smirk, “Good, because all I have been able to think about for the last few hours was you riding me until you scream my name and then claiming you properly.”

His words made your cunt clench around nothing, a fire lit in your belly at the thought of him claiming you.

“Get on your back” he panted in your ear, “I am going to make sure that you are ready for me this time.”

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[wildcatpaws]

HAII!!! tysm for making this its very cute!!

1. I identify as a therian, fictotherian and archetrope!

2. I am a coastal wolf, wolf dog, warrior cat/cat and a maid archetrope!

3. I do have shifts but its not often, I've never had a cameoshift. I get phantom shifts quite often though, mainly as paws :3

4. Usually through my emotions; excited, anxious/nervous, sad, uncomfortable, happy, tired, etc.

5. I really appreciate the tumblr alterhuman community, its so easy to connect and every goob is so lovely and cool :3

6. I think meditating, shifting and people recognising me as my types (either on purpose or accidentally XP) ALSO!! being in the forest or at the beach (with rock pools specifically) & vocalising; meowing, woofing x3

7. I think I do; I sometimes have times where i desperately want to be my type and/or their characteristics so maybe that counts xT

8. Try on labels and see if they fit! Don't be afraid of getting your type or label wrong; explore, use them to help you learn more about yourself!!

9. I have a cat paw necklace and a choker thats kind of like a collar but other than that no; I would love a tail, an actual collar, and DEF paws.

10. I have no clue for my wolf & wolf dog 'types, i feel like ive always had them. With my warrior cat/cat type im almost sure it was from my hyperfixation on warrior cats when i was 12-14, ive been obsessed with cats ever since as well.

11. @dogbites15 @crittertangles @mistlost @cobweb-forest @sollareclipse /nf!!!!!! (dw you dont have to ^w^ also even if i didnt tag u feel free to join in as well!!)

If you are a alterhuman, reblog and answer these questions!

(don't be afraid to write a lot, do what you want ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯)

1/ Which category of alterhumanity do you belong to?

2/ What/who is/are your type(s)? (if you have any)

3/ Do you experience shifts? If so, can you tell us your most common shifts and your strangest cameo shift (if you've ever had a cameo shift)?

4/ How do you experience your alterhumanity in everyday life?

5/ What do you think of the community?

6/ What are the things that make you most comfortable and euphoric in your alterhumanity?

7/ Are you experiencing species dysphoria?

8/ What advice would you like to say to a young alterhuman who has just awakened?

9/ Do you have/want to have gears?

10/ Do you know/have any theories about the origin of your alterhumanity? If so, tell us! (all beliefs are legitimate)

11/ Tag someone/a creature to answer these questions!ㅤᵕ̈

[corrosivewednesdays]

Eyes on me !

Sypnosis: Just Micheal teasing you about your failed attempts at toasting ft. Micheal Kaiser cw: none, purely SFW

a/n: it’s been a while since I last posted, but I’m back :) I’ll try to write exalting pieces rather than just headcanons. I’ll be taking it easy. Happy to be back!

Celebrating a victory of Bastard München, you found yourself with a glass of cold beer and sitting at the dinner table with your lover MICHEAL eyeing you smugly as always, except it was even more accentuated, in front of you. He seemed to take pleasure in seeing your feelings plastered all over your face all the time when he looked at you in a lousy manner. His hands firmly went to grasp at the handle of the cup, his gaze still entranced with yours, as you raised your glass to collide with his.

“Prost, meine Schnecke,” he grinned while clinking, his blue eyes never leaving yours.

“Prost!” You replied, unknowingly shifting your gaze to the wall from fear of the somewhat awkward intensity of his stare.

A slight tilt on his head while his look turned from excited, to pensive, to mischievous. Something told you he had some sort of scheme brewing in his mind. His lips curved into a smirk, his brow arching.

“Schatz… what have you done?” His playfully serious voice hit you like an enchantment spell gone awry, pulling you back to reality. “Is something wrong?” You asked, puzzled.

“You didn’t look me in the eyes! Now we’re going to have bad sex for seven years,” he let out with a huff accompanied of that goddamn playful smirk on his face. Never would he let go of an opportunity to tease you and, this moment was certainly not an exception.

“I didn’t know it meant so much to you,” You groaned.

“It’s tradition, don’t you know?” He declared with a huff, before his smile returned. “I guess we’ll just have to practice it until you’ve got it down then?” His grin somehow grew wider after each passing second. you started to wonder why you even decided to get with this Cheshire-like person. “This time I’ll guide you through it, no need to thank me,” Curse his bloated ego at times. He gently trailed his hardened hands up to your chin and leaned in, zeroing in on only your face.

Unsolicited thoughts raced through your head, you weren’t sure if he was teasing you or leaning in to kiss. However, as his hands slowly guided your gaze, it turned out it wasn’t any of the above, as he casually tilted your head straight, facing him before leaning back and admiring you.

“Now let’s try this again,” he chuckled while raising his cup to clink with yours again, which in turn made you smile back from his tease.

“Prost!” You both go, as you tried your hardest to stay focused on his ocean eyes and his hardcore eyeliner that was somehow more punctual than your arrivals.

A moment of silence washed up before a slight cracking from his face apparated as he stepped back and burst into laugher. “Schatz,” he paused while looking down to you, a look dripping with much amusement. “You blinked,” you could tell he really got off on your second mistake.

“Are you serious?” You deadpanned at his jab, unamused.

“Do I seem to be joking?” He smirked and shook his head while setting his glass back down.

“Slightly. So now it’s 14 years of bad sex then?” You sighed as he seemed to be revelling in your consecutive slip ups.

“More than 14 years if you keep this up. I suppose you need some more… hands on education then,” his amusement seemed to peak as he straightened up, this time, for real. For once, he didn’t resemble like his usual prick-self. His fingers held your jaw in place, he stood closer to you and looked into your eyes, not as a tease anymore, but rather in a genuine manner now. “Eyes on me, schatz,” he reminded you one last time with a gentle smile, his voice losing its playful edge. You raised your glass, matching his gaze as best as you could, and clinked it against his. “Prost.”

“Prost,” he reciprocated, his smile lingering, before the two of you finally fell into a comfortable silence. Together, you both settled into the moment, the quiet hum of the night wrapping around you like a soft embrace.

[tartagliove]

THE SNOW IS SPARKLING LIKE A MILLION LITTLE SUNS.

welcome to twelve days of selfshipmas! over the course of twelve days, december 14th to 25th, winter related prompts are available for you to think about you and your f/o(s) in the wintertime.

want to join? here's how you can:

choose as many or few prompts as you'd like

write, draw, and/or create based on the prompts for your selfship(s) of choice

share your creations on the date each prompt is assigned to!

optional (but encouraged): comment on someone else's selfshipmas post!

optional: tag your post with #12 days of selfshipmas so i know you're participating and will add you to the event directory!

dec. 14 ✧ day one ✧ preparing your home for winter

as the weather gets colder, how do you and your f/o prepare your home for the winter? are there any must-haves? do you decorate for any holidays? who does what?

dec. 15 ✧ day two ✧ going on a date

what does a wintertime date with your f/o look like? who proposes the date? what do you two wear? how does your date go?

dec. 16 ✧ day three ✧ favorite winter activity

winter comes with a lot of fun indoor and outdoor activities, from skating to visiting the winter market to reading by the fireplace. what winter activity do you and your f/o like the most?

dec. 17 ✧ day four ✧ bedroom

now that it's cold, what do your sleeping arrangements look like? is your bed filled with thick blankets? who runs hot and acts as a human heater? who is the blanket hog?

dec. 18 ✧ day five ✧ traveling for vacation

where do you and your f/o choose to go for vacation? do you visit someplace warm? what do you pack? how is making the journey there? what do you do at your destination?

dec. 19 ✧ day six ✧ snowed in

a big snowstorm happens through the night and when you wake up, you and your f/o are snowed in and won't be able to leave the house. how do you pass the time together?

dec. 20 ✧ day seven ✧ mistletoe

oh, look! there's mistletoe dangling above you and your f/o. how did you get into this situation in the first place? do you two kiss? what is the kiss like? who is around to witness it?

dec. 21 ✧ day eight ✧ dinner with family and friends

who will be at the dinner? are you and your f/o visiting someone's home, or are you hosting? what will you bring?

dec. 22 ✧ day nine ✧ gingerbread house decorating

it's time for you and your f/o to decorate a gingerbread house! is it a competition? does one person take the lead? what kinds of candy are you putting on it? how does it turn out?

dec. 23 ✧ day ten ✧ hallmark winter movie

if a hallmark winter romance movie were to be made of you and your f/o, what would that movie look like? does it start with a meet cute? or a meet ugly?

dec. 24 ✧ day eleven ✧ winter ball

you are cordially invited to the annual winter ball! it's a great excuse to dress up, enjoy good food, and dance the night away. who are you bringing? what are you and your f/o wearing? how do you spend your time at the ball?

dec. 25 ✧ day twelve ✧ gift giving

when it's time for you and your f/o to get each other presents, what do you get for each other? do you manage to keep it a secret? how do you and your f/o react?

note: the prompts are up to your own interpretation, but i've provided some questions beneath each prompt to help get the ideas flowing. this is meant to be a fun, creative, and lighthearted event, so please do not feel pressured to participate every day!

please let me know if you have any questions! i hope you have fun celebrating your selfships, and thank you for joining my event!

[elizabethsnuts]

Would you okay to write a little something with baby!Reid wanting to wear matching bows/hair clips with Spencer? 🎀💕

Christmas Bows

Spencer Reid x Daughter!Reader

Summary: Spencer lets the two of you wear matching bows for your daycare Christmas party.

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Your daycare was having a little Christmas party before the Christmas break, parents could come along as well and Spencer wasn’t going to pass up that opportunity to spend more time with you. He had taken a day off, apparently, it was just a day of paperwork and case files so he wasn’t missing much.

Spencer was getting you ready, the theme was, of course, Christmas, so you had to wear something festive. He had put you in a green and red dress, the only cute Christmas dress in the baby aisle, the rest were an eye-sore. He carefully tied your tuff of hair up with a red bow, making sure not to pull out your baby hairs.

Your tiny face lit up as you saw yourself in the mirror, wondering who the pretty baby was that was staring back at you. You pointed to the reflection and giggled. “Pretty!”

Spencer chuckled, holding your tiny torso so you were standing on the bathroom counter and getting to see your reflection in the mirror better. “That’s you! You're the pretty baby! You are a very pretty girl.”

You just babbled in response, bobbing down to rummage your tiny hands through the box filled with your hair clips and bows. Spencer was still holding you steady, making sure you weren’t going to fall. You picked up a hair clip with a red bow attached to it, just like the one you were wearing. You held it up to Spencer, showing it to him before sliding it into his hair loosely. “Dada.”

Spencer smiled and looked at you, clearly understanding the want for him to match with you. “Oh, I see! Okay, we’ll match. Daddy has to get festive too.” He fixed the clip in his hair, making sure it clipped to his hair properly and stayed in place.

You smiled at the sight, reaching back into the box and pulling out another bow, this one now green. You slipped it through his hair just like you did the other one, giving your tiny hands a gentle clap.

Spencer was a bit impressed that you were able to know and pick out Christmas-themed hair clips, though he wasn’t surprised, you were his mini-genius after all, just like him. “Oh, a green one with the red! Good job, we’re looking very festive.”

Spencer had got the two of you to your daycare on time for the Christmas party, of course he did, he was never late. One of your daycare teachers had come over to greet both of you. “Hello, Y/N! And hello to you too Mr Reid. Don’t you guys look very Christmasy?” She said with a smile, gesturing to the two of you.

You just gave your teacher a cute little wave, giggling as you saw the bows in Spencer’s hair again. You of course just wanted to show everyone you were matching with your daddy. “Daddy match.”

The teacher chuckled softly, running her hand over your hair, making sure to keep it neat and not move the bows. “I see! You guys are matching! You two look amazing, we love seeing all the Christmas colours don’t we, Y/N?”

You nodded eagerly, touching the red bow in Spencer’s hair. You got very excited about Christmas colours because your class had been learning about them these past couple of weeks. “Dada, ‘istmas…”

Spencer smiled, hoisting you a bit higher on his hip so you could touch the clips in his hair. He looked at you softly. “It is Christmas soon! 14 days to be exact, how exciting!” He turned to your teacher. “She picked the colours out herself.”

The teacher's smile widened as she heard that, she knew you were quite an intelligent little girl. “You did? You’re so smart! They definitely go with the festive Christmas theme!”

You had a blast at your Christmas party, mainly because you had your daddy there with you. The two of you made Christmas cookies together, cards and hats as well as Christmas ornaments. Of course, you always kept your matching bows on and showed them off to your little friends, saying that you and Spencer were ‘matchy-matchy’. You loved your dad more than anything in the world, and you were the light of his life. The idea of wearing matching bows didn’t seem awkward but instead was filled with his love for you, and how proud he was that you were his daughter.

[finnthefakehuman]

1.) Reverie de Riva was basically adopted by the Crows as a child and grew up in Antiva. She was found in a targets manor but is unsure of where she is really from before that,

2.) True Neutral

3.) City Elf Mage

4.) Probably the markets of Treviso or roaming the under belly of Minrathous

5.) Started with standoffish but leans into positive reactions as the game went on

6.) Harding

7.) Lucanis

8.) Everyone tbh. Took a long time for her to warm up to people ESPECIALLY Lucanis

9.) She is grateful to the Crows, especially Viago who is basically her father, for saving her life but feels as if it is just another cage she’s stuck in. If she could leave she would be she can’t bring herself to do so

10.) Maker no

11.) Orb and Dagger

12.) If you can break down her walls she is open to anyone

13.) it’s work.

14.) She collects rocks and loves to read. If she had time she’d like to take up painting.

15.) Adores Teia but has a strained relationship with Viago. finds lots of comfort in the members of the Mourn Watch as well as the Wardens. She adores Antoine and Evka and I imagine them being great friends.

16.) Birds in general

17.) It’s maybe the most free she’s ever felt so regardless of the danger she is a big fan

18.) Sulking around Treviso and waiting for Viago to bring her back into the fray of the Crows.

19.) She’s probably get distracted during a battle and take an accidental nasty blow. Nothing grand or meaningful just her own lack of attention.

20.) fight.

21.) ANYTHING WITH FIRE! My girl is ash and embers.

22.) Antivan, a little orlesian, and certain elvish worlds.

23.) Curls in on herself for a while where no one can see. She needs time to herself to mourn and process before moving on. She prefers no one intruding but has been found a couple times by Harding and Lucanis.

24.) No.

25.) Spellblade

26.) A deer. Normal ass deer.

27.) She was thriving but felt confined to her alignment to the Crows. She is grateful to the Crows but she never wanted to be an assassin. She was doing well but she was yearning for something else.

28.) She considers herself a quiet leader. She makes the choices but lets other people guide the conversation. She will of course nudge in the right direction when needed.

29.) Nope.

30.) love how she grew to be a leader. Even when things got bad and she doubted herself (more in my mind than in the script of the game) she kept going. She learned to trust others and had a chance to explore the world beyond Antiva for the first time in her life.

Rook Questionnaire

inspired by @cassieuncaged's BG3 Character Development Questions but for Rook instead!

1: Where in the Thedas is your Rook from?

2: What is your character's alignment?

3: Race and subclass?

4: If your Rook was a companion, where would they be found?

5: What emotion did they usually pick?

6: What companion are you platonically close with?

7: Romantically close with?

8: Who are they suspicious of?

9: Does your Rook get along with their chosen Faction?

10: Are they proficient in playing any instruments?

11: Weapon of choice?

12: What is their orientation?

13: What are their thoughts on killing? Is it a necessary evil or do they enjoy it?

14: What hobbies does your Rook have?

15: What NPCs do they like? Which one's do they dislike?

16: Do they have a favorite creature in the Thedas?

17: Do they enjoy life as an adventurer?

18: What would your Rook be doing if they weren't recruited by Varric?

19: How do you think they'll meet their end?

20: Would they side with Solas or fight him?

21: What is your Rook's favorite ability?

22: What languages is your character fluent in?

23: What do they do after an absolute crisis?

24: Does your character believe in the afterlife?

25: What specialization best represents your Rook?

26: What animal best represents your Rook?

27: What was their life like before the events of Veilguard?

28: Is your character the de facto leader of the party? Or do they consider someone else to be the leader?

29: If you could choose a different faction for your Rook, which one would they have joined and why?

30: What's your favorite thing about your Rook?

[drekiblog]

dragonkin ask game

hey there! since this year, the year of the dragon, is getting to its end, i decided to come up with some questions for dragonkin and other draconic beings in the alterhuman and plural community. these can be used for personal use in blogs and are free to use for "draconic question of the week" pings on discord, for example. i will explain the reason for those and what i plan to do with them below the questions after the cut. i hope you will have fun with those.

questions under the cut

1. when did you find out you are a dragon?

2. what kind of dragon are you?

3. when did you join the dragonkin/alterhuman community?

4. what are some unique features of your dragon self? can be related to your body, your powers or your behavior.

5. what do you think of the representation of dragons on earth?

6. do you have memories of being a dragon in a past life or concurrent life?

7. what do your shifts look like, if you have any?

8. what does your species' diet?

9. do you have a breath weapon? if yes, which one?

10. do you know your dragon body's size?

11. do you hoard?

12. how does your draconity influence you irl?

13. do you feel species dysphoria sometimes?

14. what did/would your habitat look like?

15. are you territorial? can be a place(s) or other beings.

16. what do you think about the dragonkin/alterhuman community?

17. do you use a special vocabulary related to your draconity?

18. does your species have a special language or alphabet?

19. do you have a pack/clan or are you on your own?

20. where do you spend the most time? outside in nature or in your cave (at home)?

21. what is your favorite dragon media? is it a book series, a show, a video game or something else?

22. have you ever met a dragon like you or similar to you?

23. do you consider your identity spiritual, psychological or something else? do you use these labels at all?

24. do you have any other identities beside being a dragon?

25. do you own any gear (tails, horns, jewelry etc.) related to your draconity?

26. how does your species communicate primarily? do you use speech, sounds/vocals and/or body language?

27. is your dragon self animalistic/feral or sapient?

28. do you have a visual description of yourself or something that looks similar to your dragon body?

29. do you have any body modifications (tattoos, implants etc.)?

30. are there any dragons/other dragonkin who inspire you?

31. free space

the reason i made this ask game is because i will try to answer every one of the questions during the last month of the year of the dragon. this is a sort of "dragonkin ask game/challenge", and you can try it too, if you want.

thank you for taking a look <3

[shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii]

What if Buddy had a sister?

(I made an AU of if Buddy had a sister imma draw it online later cause they look a bit funky on paper and also so I can draw them with color too! Meet Tiny!)

“Tiny”

Buddy was already in chains. The story is supposed to be finished by now. All Prunella has to do is send him of to jail. All she had to say is “Take him to jail”. Just a few simple words. But nooooo, Buddy and Chase were fighting and Prunella thinks this is entertaining. And you know what they were fighting about? They were bickering over if chips are the same things as crackers or not. How did the small insult Buddy gave off turn into a war of are chips and crackers the same? Deacon was done. Absolutely over it.

“Chase come on wrap it up the guards have been standing there for 10 minutes already and they are starting to look lifeless” Deacon tapped Chase’s on his shoulder

“UGH!! I DONT CARE DORKIN, LOOK BUDDY IS TALKING NONSENSE YOU HEAR ME ACTUAL NONSENSE!!!” Chase said

“NO IM NOT!!! SEARCH IT UP, CHIPS AND CRACKERS ARE THE SAME THING!!! SOME CRACKERS ARE CALLED CHIPS!!! YOUR THE IDIOT HERE!!!” With 2 guards on the sides of him holding Buddy’s arm he still had no fear to speak up to the newly married princesses.(Chase)

“Ugh Deacon it was getting to the good part but you interrupted it” Prunella said rolling her eyes

“Look. Chase. please. let’s just end the book later Prunella will get home later than usual and they will get suspic-“

“Yeah yeah save it dorkin I’m wrapping I’m wrapping!” Then Chase turned over to Buddy, “GO SUCK ON A TAILPIPE!!!”

Chase grabbed on Deacons arm and started to leave

“PERHAPS I WILL-“ Buddy was about to yell back

Suddenly a flash of light appeared.

“Wait Chase, we need Prunella to send off Buddy” Then Deacon looked at the flashing light. “Huh???”

“WOAH CHASE WAIT!!!” Prunella pointed at the light “I-it looks like another person?!”

“Huh” Chase turned around to see a small female figure. She looked about 14-16 years old. She seemed to almost about Chase’s height and looked thin. Her hair was a a deep black with strands or maroon extensions in it and she had the same pale skin as Buddy.

“BROTHER!!!” She yelled and scampered to hug Buddy but he jumped back leaving her to awkwardly hug herself. The guards then grabbed Buddy making him stay in place this time.

“W-WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE- Uh YOU???!!!” Buddy tried to grab her but the shackles and the guards grabbing his arms prevented him to.

“THATS YOUR SISTER??” Chase exclaimed with both of his hands on his head as he ran back to Buddy.

“Yes I a-“

“NO SHE IS NOT I- I DONT KNOW HER A-AT ALL!!!” Buddy then faced the smaller girl “why are you here?” He whispered in a forceful tone.

“O-oh Ahem,” the girl faced to Chase, “My brother speaks the truth I am not a sibling”

Buddy would smack his face if his hand weren’t in shackles currently.

Then the small figure looked towards Buddy and whispered back “I’m here to help! They lended me a key and said it was ok so-“

“Don’t” Buddy turned away, avoiding her face.

“You look like a tiny version of Buddy” Chase looked at her in admiration while Deacon looked at her shocked.

“Noooo, we don’t need a smaller version of Buddy!”

“Who is this “Buddy” person you’re talking about amongst yourself?” The girl asked

“Oh that’s “not your brother” over there” Prunella pointed at Buddy and you could see the embarrassment in his face. His eyes weren’t as narrow as usual and his face revealed a shade of pink. He couldn’t deny what prunella said though… it was true. THAT STUPID CHASE FOR GIVING HIS SUCH A RIDICULOUS NICKNAME!!!

The girl scoffed, “that can’t be true, brother is cruel and unforgiving, that’s a name you give to a fellow friend”

Buddy sorta tapped her with his elbow, “please, just… stop”

Oh. It was true. That’s the nickname he has been given. Well it just gives something to make fun of him for!

Then the girl looked the trio up and down giving a menacing and judgmental look. I mean teens already look very judgey but she looked like she put extra judgement into that look.

Deacon felt shivers down his spine and Prunella gave a stare at her back. Meanwhile Chase…

“Oh… oh she is adorable” Chase finally got out

“Wait. WHAT?” Chase had said the literal opposite of what Deacon was thinking.

“Oh please, I already know that- are… are you the one with the heroine key?” She responded, “Ah brother talks about you a lot!” She said as she grabbed Chase by his necklace.

Getting a closer look at her, Chase could see that she has wide narrow gray eyes. You could see a hint of blue within the deep gray.

“Buddy talks about me? WHAT DOES HE SAY????”

“NO NO NO PLEASE SHUT UP” Buddy said really fast

“NOOOO DONT LISTEN TO BUDDY JUST TELL ME TINY” Chase grabbed on to the girls shoulders

“Tiny? Well no I can’t anymore” she looked over to Buddy “brother has told me not to” she said with a little smirk on her face, “it’s really really good blackmail~”

“WAIT JUST TELL ME IS IT GOOD STUFF OR BAD?”

The girl ignored Chase and looked over to the others “Who is the one with the helper key?” Then she looked at the keys wrapped around Prunella’s and Deacons neck. “Oh so you’re the helper and you’re the hero!” She looked at Deacon with a smirk on her face “You are perfect for the helper key”

“Wait what does that mean?”

“And you- well aren’t you a little too young to be a hero?”

“Gold coming from you” Buddy scoffed

“Ay watch it Tiny! I’m a survival expert and also I’m 8! I am old!” Prunella tried to argue back

“You know what! Take her away guard and uh- take that person too!” Prunella said

“HEY! I DIDNT DO ANYTHING! THIS DOESNT HAPPEN TO MY ROLE!!”

Buddy gave tiny a small laugh “Get used to it- Tiny~” while adding a a mock in his tone saying “Tiny”

They were finally taken away by the guards and the story can to an end.

———————————————————

“PRUNELLA!!! I WASNT DONE TALKING TO TINY YET!!” Chase groaned as he flopped to his bed

“Now we gotta deal with more “sassyness” Deacon said

“(Sigh) I guess so…” Prunella replied

“Wait does anyone remember what key she had?”

All three of them stared at each other clueless

———————————————————

(The stuff Buddy told Tiny about Chase, I feel like they would have gossip sessions time to time lol. So this is before this incident)

“UGH!! I-I HATE THAT GUY SO MUCH!” Buddy scrunched his hair

“Oh shoot your back early- are you talking about the one with the heroine key?” Tiny questioned. She was trying to find Buddy’s chocolate stash but when she finally did he came back. Luckily he was to busy with his head he didn’t notice her reaching there.

“Well yeah I hate him too but I was talking about the one with the helper key!! Why does he always come with Chase? Even the kid doesn’t go with Chase often!!!”

“They are probably siblings or something” Tiny slowly reached her hand to Buddy’s chocolate stash under his bed.

“No the can’t be sibling-“ Buddy started pacing around the room, “Chase has soft golden rich-blonde hair that looks warm in the storybook sunlight. It seems so honey-like and his eyes are a dark brown but they look milky. The closer you look into it it starts to look like chocolate. Not only that but his eyes compliment his tan smooth skin and-“

“Ok what about the guy with the the helper key?” Tiny saw in the corner of her eye the chocolate bar she finally got a hold of.

“Oh… Deacon…” Buddy said in a very judgmental tone “Well he has freckles all over his face and he doesn’t have a good sense of fashion. Like why would Chase like him?! I’m clearly better and he also has poo poo color hair! I’m sexier and more handsome. IM ALSO-“ Buddy went rambling on how much better he is than Deacon in every way

“Uh huh… uh huh…” Tiny was too focused on her own thing. Ok, now it’s time to slowly unwrap the chocolate bar, Buddy was yapping a lot so it might cover the sound of the crinkle. This was very dangerous and yet Tiny still took the risk.

“Ugh! You know what? Thinking of Chase’s eyes is making me hungry-“ Buddy turned over his chocolate stash “HEY!!!”

“NOOO” Tiny was so close to putting the chocolate to her mouth

Buddy dashed towards her and grabbed the chocolate out of her hand “AND YOU WONDER WHY I DONT TRUST YOU!!”

“AHHH PLEASE JUST ONE BITE”

“NO THESE ARE MINES- and they are from Chase” Buddy mumbled the last half of that sentence

[fellthemarvelous]

How can you be on the council and not be a master?

I need to stop looking at Star Wars TikTok posts because I guess the concept of personal accountability is lost on so many people.

I love Anakin Skywalker. I do. I think he is one of the best fictional characters ever created because he is so fucking complex. I love him for all the good he did and in spite of all the bad things he did as Darth Vader. In the end, he sacrificed his own life to save his son.

That's the thing that's killing me right now.

People want to blame everyone else except for Anakin for the choices he made. They want to blame the Jedi because the Jedi don't strictly adhere to their vision of love and are therefore responsible for why Anakin fell to the dark side.

I saw a few comments where someone blamed the Jedi (specifically Obi-Wan), blamed the council, blamed Ahsoka because she left him, blamed Padme (because if we can't blame female characters for something then what are we even doing, right?), blamed the Jedi for not trusting him (and therefore somehow preventing him from believing in himself), and then at the end was like...oh and I guess Palpatine too since he groomed him for 13 years.

First of all, why is it a chore to blame Palpatine for Anakin's problems but so easy to blame the Jedi?

Imagine the heartbreak Anakin felt when he learned that the man who spent 13 years mentoring him turned out to be the Sith lord the Jedi had been searching for. That's reason enough to be angry at Palpatine because it was Palpatine who broke Anakin's spirit.

Secondly, not one of these people is responsible for Anakin's actions. Not one of them. Not even Palpatine. That's why it had to be Anakin's choice. Palpatine could not force him to fall, so he had to resort to manipulation and gaslighting to fuck with Anakin's head. He spent 13 years planting seeds of self-doubt and mistrust in the Jedi in Anakin's head. Because what happened when Palpatine assigned Anakin to the Jedi council despite having zero authority to do so??

"How can you be on the council and not be a master?"

The Jedi Council would like to ask Anakin the same question.

You have to be a Jedi master before you can be on the council.

Anakin became upset because he was denied the rank of master. It didn't occur to him at all that Palpatine intentionally placed him in that situation for that exact reason. Palpatine knew the Jedi well, and he knew how they would react. He knew it would lead the Jedi to asking Anakin to spy on him. He played the long game and it paid off.

The Jedi taught Anakin what they could, but they have no control over whether or not Anakin put the Jedi code into practice. The Jedi trusted Anakin. We saw them trust Anakin with their lives many many times during the Clone Wars.

They gave him a padawan for crying out loud. They looked at this 19-year-old, freshly knighted Jedi General and trusted him to mentor Ahsoka, a 14-year-old girl who was more advanced than everyone else her age. He's a vergence in the Force and they gave him a padawan who was already incredibly powerful. It's rare for Jedi to get their own padawans at such a young age, but Anakin was a Force prodigy and Ahsoka could have become a knight herself at 16 if she had not left the Order.

The Jedi trusted him. Until they didn't.

Anakin is the one who slaughtered an entire clan of Tusken Raiders in anger after the death of his mother. Even the women and the children. He killed all of them because he hated all of them and he was angry because he wasn't able to prevent his mother from dying in his arms. The only people who knew about that were Padme and Palpatine.

Anakin is the one who spent three years lying to the Jedi because he kept his relationship with Padme a secret from everyone (except Rex). He believed he could have it all if he tried hard enough, and trying to have it all is what lead to him losing everything when he chose to fall to the dark side, when he chose to sacrifice the galaxy for one person, only to lose her and his unborn child for good.

During the war, Ahsoka told Barriss that Anakin will always do what needs to be done, leaving out the part that includes the use of terror and torture. Barriss got to witness Anakin's rage personally when he figured out that she was the one who framed Ahsoka for treason.

We all saw how Luminara reacted to Ahsoka violently threatening Nute Gunray to get him to talk. She was horrified and immediately reprimanded Ahsoka because it is not the Jedi way to resort to terror. The Jedi were supposed to negotiate, not terrorize. And Anakin taught Ahsoka his version of aggressive negotiations. (And she hinted at the fact that she used aggressive negotiations against Morgan Elsbeth when Huyang questioned her about how she obtained the information to locate the map to Peridea and she told him that she did not follow Jedi protocol.)

When Anakin interrogated Poggle the Lesser during Brain Invaders, he physically hit Poggle before force choking him. He used brutality to get the answers he needed. Obi-Wan, Luminara and Ki-Adi all expressed concern over how he got Poggle to talk, and he wouldn't tell them what he did. What he did went against the Jedi code. He made that choice. No one else made it for him. He knows it was wrong. It's why he didn't answer their questions.

Yes, he was doing it because Ahsoka was in imminent danger and he needed to save her (and Barriss and the infected clones) and there wasn't enough time to negotiate with Poggle. Anakin did what an older brother would have done for his little sister, but she was also his padawan and he was her master. And it was very clear that Ahsoka was a lot like him.

It's not Anakin's fault that Ahsoka left the Jedi Order, but it is not Ahsoka's fault that Anakin fell. He was incapable of letting go of his padawan (he literally resurrected her from the dead on Mortis), which was an important part of the reason he was given a padawan in the first place. He had formed a strong attachment to her just as he had Padme and Obi-Wan and Rex and C-3PO and R2-D2.

His unwillingness to let go of his attachments is what caused him to fall. He was a Jedi, and Jedi are not supposed to form attachments. So when he betrayed the Jedi Order to save Padme's life, his fall to the dark side was a result of him giving into his hatred and his anger. He took his rage out on an entire galaxy for 25 years because he was unable to let go.

Attachment does not equal love.

Maul was attached to Obi-Wan and there was nothing loving about it. It was violent and many people died because of Maul's inability to let go of his anger and hatred for Obi-Wan.

The whole reason that Anakin gave into the dark side completely was because he fell for the trap. He believed he could use the dark side without letting it consume him, but the dark side is all about controlling others. He couldn't control Padme and he ended up force choking her. He couldn't control Ahsoka and she left. He couldn't control Obi-Wan and chose to fight against him instead of listening to Obi-Wan's pleas.

No one could save Anakin Skywalker from himself. He had to save himself from his own darkness.

Which he did, in the end, because he saw his son being tortured by Palpatine, and he realized what it meant to let go. He finally understood what he needed to do and accepted that he would have to give up his own life to do so.

It took him a long time to understand what it means to let go, because letting go isn't giving up. Letting go is about accepting that there are some things beyond his control.

The conversation he had with his mother on Mortis was key to helping him accept who he was in the end. "Your guilt does not define you. You define your guilt."

He knew he was going to die, but he died saving someone he loved, doing the right thing and ultimately returning balance to the Force. He accepted his destiny. He accepted responsibility for who he was as Anakin Skywalker and that Anakin Skywalker was also responsible for the actions of Darth Vader because they were one in the same.

It's the problem we see Ahsoka struggling with when she's with him in the World Between Worlds. She struggled with the knowledge that her master became a monster and worried about what that meant for her. She struggled to figure out who she would have become if she had not left the Order. She had to wrestle with her own darkness, and Anakin's final lesson to her also took a weight off her shoulders. It's why she's suddenly that same girl we saw at the beginning of the war. The one who always smiled and was always so sure of herself. She chose the light and it was reflected in the way she suddenly began wearing white, a contrast to what she'd been wearing decades.

It's understanding that she has control of her own destiny, whatever that might be, and that she gets to choose who she decides to be. Anakin chose to be a Jedi in the end, and he was able to pass a hard-learned lesson onto a padawan he loved like his own sister. He was still able to watch out for her in the end while teaching her one more time.

It's never too late to do the right thing, but it's Anakin who has to take responsibility for his actions instead of blaming everyone else for all of his problems.

Apparently that's a lesson a lot of fans need to learn too.

A question Star Wars has always asked us is "how far are you willing to go to save what you love?"

[freak-phone]

treated myself to filling out an oc questionnaire today! answers under the cut if you'd like to read a very very long infodump about him.

1- Introduce them!

you know him...

friendly and well-meaning, but often tactless. tendency to provoke others.

tries to act laid back and upbeat most of the time. his default expression is a smile! (truthfully, he's pretty sensitive and moody.)

seemingly compulsive need to get himself into trouble. He's smart, but he acts and speaks before he thinks too often for it to do him much good most of the time. His self confidence and tendency to run his mouth frequently blows up in his face.

2 - What are their mannerisms like?

He's a weird guy. he tries to give the first impression of being laid back, but he's a very naturally restless person. Has an anxious energy about him. I play dnd over discord so this doesn't come across haha but I always picture him fidgeting a lot, he can never quite sit still.

3 - Do they have a signature move or spell?

Bestow Curse my beloved. he has such bad luck it's contagious.

4 - How do they fight? If they use magic, how does it look or feel like?

He's not very much of a fighter, so his spell kit is more focused on utility and crafty, unconventional use of magic. Aside from that, I picked spells based on what would be funniest for a seemingly normal nerdy office worker to have, since that's his backstory. picturing a guy like this holed up in his office practicing Crown Of Madness for fun.

5 - How did they join their party?

Someone from the fae realm 'bought' his life and bodysnatched him, and is currently living his life while he's stuck in their place.

6 - Why are they travelling together?

He & 4 others stuck in the fae realm seemingly as punishment for being bad people have to help each other because they're literally chained to each other <:)

7 - favorite party member?

his new best friend, mikhail the hitman who he's only a little bit scared of. :) (& who belongs to @captainharlock) Valdes initially just strategically allied himself with the scariest person he's currently stuck with out of fear, but now they're besties. have some silly drawings of them

8- role in the party?

The nice/most selfless/most worried about others' wellbeing one, I guess? Which is saying incredibly little because they're all pretty bad people.

9- personal goal on their journey?

To get control of his life back, after spending years throwing it away in a self-destructive spiral. reality check via being trapped in fae purgatory torture world

10/11 - What do they believe in? Do they follow their heart, mind or instincts?

I nerf him being smart by making him incredibly swayed by his feelings, plus being very poorly emotionally regulated lol. His heart will always win in the end, and it's usually a bad thing.

12 - How much of their true self do they show to others?

Tough question! He's very evasive about his true feelings and keeps the 'real him' under many layers of pretend, but he just isn't very subtle and always telegraphs what he's really thinking if you know how to look for it. the homie whose carefree smile betrays a profound sadness and deep internal unrest etc

13 - What is one thing your character has lied about?

He didn't exactly lie about working for a crime syndicate, but he sure didn't bring it up willingly.

14 - Does your character feel powerful?

He knows he's a powerful wizard, even moreso with becoming a genasi, but power isn't something he thinks about a lot. Especially with his genasi abilities; he feels more at odds with them than really in control of them.

15 - Does your character feel important or like a nobody?

The funny thing about him is he does have such… main character shit going on (genius betrayed by shady branch of the government, got magic powers in a freak near-death incident, etc) but he feels like such a loser deep down and has such stupid, near-sighted priorities that most of that usually doesn't matter. He's not putting his intellect or freaky powers to good use. He's gotta go gamble and make his life worse. He pisses me off so bad

16 - What is love like for your character?

Seriously though, he is a huge romantic at heart, and even with non-romantic love is a very affectionate person. He's very nearly a great partner... but he's got a bad habit of sabotaging relationships when he gets too comfortable in them.

17 - What is hate like for your character?

he has a surprising mean streak, but it's usually defensive, with people he feels he's been hurt by first. (even if the opposite is true in reality.) He'll ruminate and hold a grudge forever. GET WELL SOON.

18 - Could your character become evil?

Maybe not entirely evil. He's pretty easily manipulated and has already been roped into a lot of bad lifestyle decisions because they're fun or personally fulfilling to him, but he's got a very strong moral compass (and sense of guilt) under it all. He believes in doing the right thing. Or at least the least bad thing.

19 - Does your character believe in fate?

He largely lives his life ruled by a belief in it. If he convinces himself everything bad that happens to him is part of some bigger picture, he worries about it less.

20 - Do they thrive in chaos or order?

He's a chaotic person by nature. Some structure evens him out, but too much of it becomes stifling.

21 - How do they calm themselves down when angry or nervous?

Valdes does not know how to stress manage. Like, at all. There's been an occasion where he's used the spell Sleep on himself to get himself to stop freaking out.

22 - What would they be like if nothing bad ever happened to them?

Not himself. Not much happier.

23 - Who hurt your character the most?

24 - Who loves/loved your character the most?

Somebody loved him so much that he nearly ruined both of their lives about it.

25 - Who do they love the most?

He's closest to his sister.

26 - What is a lie your character tells themselves?

27 - is there something your character would give their life for?

He's mister 'disguising chronic suicidal tendencies as selflessness and a martyr complex'. his friends have had to make him promise not to get himself killed/kill himself like twice already. He sees himself as disposible, and it's almost more of a self important thing than a self deprecating one. He's convinced there will be the perfect circumstances for him to throw himself on the blade in a way that will save everybody and be a net positive, instead of the unfortunate truth that he'd be hurting the people he cares about.

28 - how does your character feel about death?

Again, chronically suicidal. Being the way he is now as the result of a botched attempt has definitely complicated his feelings on it, though.

29 - What do you wish for them right now?

SIGH. I JUST DON'T KNOW.

30 - What would a happily ever after be for your character?

That's a secret :). I will say though I've gotten pretty attached to the idea of him getting into teaching when/if he gets his head on straight.

[opiopal]

I remember a good while ago I saw someone write about like, the concept of a single day in the devildom is the equivalent of two days in the human realm, not as in time is faster but like there’s 48 hours in a day for them, so Mc needs to take naps throughout the day to stay sane,

(I don’t remember who wrote it nor can I find the post at the moment, but if I find it I’ll link it! Also if anyone reading this does infact know who I’m talking about please PLEASE also feel free to drop their user or the post itself because I remember really enjoying it and wanna credit the op! I genuinely do not wanna take credit for this idea simply just talk about some thoughts it provoked! Especially since if I remember it was a request they answered!)

but it also had me thinking about like, how would that translate to school hours at RAD?? Like, would they have two hours classes organized like regular classes? So like at least a 13-14 hour school day?(which for my fellow theater kids, a normal day during production week/tech week lol) or maybe RAD could have REALLY long free periods between classes, cause there is no way a bunch of demons will be able to sit still for that long without any breaks in between classes, so maybe like a 30 to an hour break between classes? Really I’m thinking about this cause there’s no way they could have a 48 hour day and only have a regular 7-8 hour school schedule. or maybe they have something like, you can chose “night” classes or “day” classes, since RAD does seem pretty flexible with their classes and stuff since levi goes online. So you can just fill out a form and pick what hours you want for one particular class, and with the classes that are deemed essential you’d prolly only get to pick certain hours.

also imagine business hours with restaurants and stores, cause imagine sitting with the brothers and being like “oh why don’t we just head over to the store to get [insert item]” so one of them is like “I think the store is closed right now though,” and mc just sits up a little and is like “that place actually closes?” And all the boys stare in confusion for a second, then mc is like “oh I’m SORRRY I forgot that working for 20 hours straight daily is NORMAL for you people! My bad for needing to sleep when it’s still technically rush hour at Hell’s Kitchen!” And they all awkwardly glance away,

anyways, it’s a fun thing to imagine tho, cause I do love the devildom having actual large differences to the human realm that would make it extra hard for mc because that simply just makes sense to me, again NOT my idea in the slightest and I wish I knew where tf the original post is,

[pret-boy]

I'll just answer these straight up because NOBODY LIKES ME!

1. Anywhere with my bf is great but I would love an arcade date. I wanna beat his ass at games. Or get my ass beat. Either way it's fun.

2. I just listen to mentally ill Vocaloid producers and Japanese twinks given musical talent please don't ask me anything like this again.

3. Being accepted unconditionally.

4. Taken I love my boytoy malewife husband I keep him in a small enclosure.

5. Many because I'm very very arospec and I "crush" on people for like 3 hours max and move on. So it's like a fun movie experience to me. If we're talking crushes that lasted at least a week that'd be like... six as far as I remember. People I've dated included.

6. People who are the opposite of me. I like women who are cool and collected and don't fuck with me (and older ideally) and men who are sad wet cats and would die if I looked at someone else. I've only dated the latter though. But generally I also really like people who have a darker aesthetic (regardless of personality) because I have a cutesy aesthetic and visually those are fucking awesome together.

7. Extremely. I speedrun crushes. I will crush on someone 30 minutes into knowing them (happened with my ex btw) and lose the crush the next day. I don't even know if they count as crushes they're like just a fun little thing to spice up an otherwise boring day for me.

8. I honestly don't care. I'd like something wholesome and fluffy though, like festive movies. Christmas movies yay!

9. Sunflowers and lilies.

10. Neither you nor I know. No one does. Divine inspiration strikes me at random. I don't know what a musical note even is but I composed and played a short tune for my ex on our anniversary out of fucking NOWHERE because I wanted to surprise him.

11. Idk.

12. Anything and everything really but giving I'm more of a quality time and words of affirmation person (with acts of service on the side), receiving I like quality time too.

13. My bf's been calling me "darling" lately and it really melts me like fucking butter. So cute.

14. No.

15. Not at the moment actually. I've been busy so I haven't gotten into any new media and my old fictional crushes fizzled out. Does my bf's oc count? I'm obsessed with them.

16. Both are good I'm not picky. If I had to pick, quiet. It's cuter. Yeah boy quiet down. I like men who know their place and shut the fuck up. I really liked this guy in my class who sat next to me and this other girl and we would yap the whole time while he sat there with his knees pressed together and hands folded in his lap like a good little Victorian maiden, not even uttering a single word. Like yep thats a good man right there. Keep that up.

17. Every man I relate to is bisexual. Because I said so.

18. My boyfriend. Pizza.

19. Can't let the hoes know my music taste lest I scare them.

20. Idk. I get a lot. I guess my boyfriend saying I'm scary and he finds it hot is the best recent one.

21. ALL WHEN YOU'RE MY BOYFRIEND BECAUSE HE'S CUTE AS HELL!!!! But in general I love cheek kisses. I'm a serial cheek kisser. Toxic masculinity be damned my boy (me) can kiss his friends on their cheeks and hold them affectionately.

22. Back.

23. I won't say because it's an instant giveaway to who I am fr. I'm like the only man that insane about him.

24. NOTHING THAT BRINGS ME PLEASURE MAKES ME FEEL GUILT! I AM HEDONISTIC AND FREE!

25. I love PDA. Not hardcore making out in public or some shit but y'know.

26. Gently? Also with jokes and if I'm upset because of someone, hate on them and tell me you will hex them and they're ugly and doomed to die alone while I'm beautiful and a winner and god's favorite (all very true btw). I love envisioning my opps' downfalls.

27. PSYCHOLOGICAL TORTURE! PLAYFUL BULLYING! PUTTING MY BELOVEDS IN A CAGE! BEING INSANE! YAPPING ABOUT THEM 24/7! MAKING THEM SCARED! MAKING THEM CRY! WAITING FOR THEM TO COME BACK WHEN THEY'RE BUSY! MAKING TIME FOR THEM! SENDING THEM THINGS THAT REMIND ME OF THEM! TELLING THEM ABOUT MY FATHER (I FUCKING HATE MY FATHER)! And of course comforting them and making them feel safe. Also beating the shit out of my loved one's enemies (for real) and praying on their misery. I have a lot of loving sadism in my heart but also I'm a sweetheart angel who loves people unconditionally and doesn't know what the word grudge means. Unless you're mean to my loved ones then I'll fucking kill you.

28. Both. Whatever my bf wanna be I'll be the opposite I'm a very accomodating and flexible man.

29. I love sad wet cat pathetic loser men so much I wish they were real.

mlm ask game!

1. ideal date location?

2. favorite mlm song?

3. what makes you feel loved?

4. are you single or taken?

5. how many crushes have you had?

6. what's your type?

7. do you develop crushes quickly?

8. best show or movie for a date night at home?

9. what are your favorite flowers?

10. what would you give as a gift on an anniversary?

11. what's your favorite album?

12. what's your love language?

13. what are some pet names that make you blush?

14. do you read fanfiction?

15. any fictional crushes?

16. loud boys or quiet boys?

17. any characters you headcanon as mlm?

18. what's your comfort food?

19. last song you listened to?

20. best compliment you ever received?

21. kiss on the lips, cheek or forehead?

22. scalp massage or back massage?

23. any celebrity crushes?

24. what's your guilty pleasure?

25. do you like PDA?

26. how do you prefer to be comforted?

27. favorite way to express affection?

28. big spoon or little spoon?

29. freebie! ask or prompt to share something random

[storiesaplenty]

Jelly Bracelets (14)

Eddie Munson x f/Reader (18+)

Jelly Bracelets Masterlist

This has not been proofread. Please enjoy, though.

Warnings: swearing. P in v sex. Unprotected sex. Pussy fingering. Missionary position. Creampie.

Gifs & photos do not belong to me: 1st gif: @psychecreations

WC: 1149

©️ storiesaplenty 2024: Do not repost or translate my work. This is the only place I post my work.

Black (18+) - the wearer will have regular "missionary" sex

Eddie Munson may be the freak of Hawkins, but he is your best friend. Who is always willing to teach you new things, even when you get new bracelets from your cousin. Eddie will even go as far as teaching & showing you what each one means.

Eddie Munson's Pov:

Her and I made the spaghetti in my small kitchen.

This isn't the first time we made food together, but time it felt more intimate.

Even as we sat across from one another, talking about what we have been up to when we haven't been with one another.

It's like nothing has changed, but yet, everything has changed between us.

It has only been a month since her and started whatever this is between us, and I have no idea what is going to happen once this is all over.

Will her and I go back to how it was before this started?

I don't think I can. Not when just the thought of her with another person makes me instantly jealous.

"So I was thinking that we can go to the movies tomorrow afternoon." She said, bringing me from my thoughts.

"Just us or will Steve and Robin be joining us?"

"They have to work, and even though I love Robin, I would love to hear the whole movie this time, instead of her asking a question during every important scene."

"Okay, it's a date. I mean, not a date, but you know what I mean." I started to ramble, until she placed her hand on top of mine.

"Eddie relax. I know what you mean." She softly smiled at me.

The rest of the meal went off without me acting weird.

For once.

Her and I are sitting on the edge of my bed, making out. Her hands were playing with my hair as I kissed my way down her neck, nipping here and there.

The soft gasps that fell from her lips had my cock twitching in my pants.

My hands trailed down her body, stopping to grop her tits, making her back arch into me.

"Eddie." She whined, leaning her head a bit more as I kissed down to her shoulder and then back up her neck again.

"Spread your legs sweetheart." She did as I asked, and I groaned as I felt how wet she was through her panties.

"This all for me?" I said as I moved her panties to the side and trailed my two fingers up and down her pussy, still not believing that I am the one causing her to be this wet.

"Yes." She mewed.

"Shh, shh. I got you." I said as I inserted two fingers, fingering her, making her grip my arms.

"Need you to cum for me, before I fuck you, yeah." I sped up my fingers, and I felt her cum before she cried out my name.

Her pussy clenched around my fingers tightly, making me groan at the thought of her doing that around my cock soon.

"That's it. I think you are ready to take me now." I snapped the bracelet with my free hand, as I am still fingering her, not wanting to stop.

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She is naked on my bed, propped up on her arms as she is watching me look around my room for a damn condom.

"Eddie." She said my name.

"I know I have one here." I said, as I opened drawer after drawer, pulling empty boxes out.

So close.

So damn close to finally fucking her and I don't have a condom.

"Eddie, I'm clean and on the pill." I stopped looking and looked at her.

♣︎

"Come to bed Eddie." She spread her legs and my eyes zoned in on how wet she still was for me.

I crawled between her spread thighs, looking over at the black jelly bracelet that is on my night table, not believing that this actually happening.

I gripped my cock, rubbing the outside of her pussy to try and collect some juices, which I spread around my cock as I jerked myself off, before placing my cock at the entrance to her pussy.

Her and I are staring into one another's eyes as I pushed just the tip in.

"Shit."

"Fuck."

We both swore as I slowly pushed in. I am watching her face for any signs of discomfort, but the moment my hips were flushed against her body, I groaned, loudly.

Her eyes were squeezed shut as soft pants fell from her lips.

"You doing okay sweetheart?" I asked her through gritted teeth.

"Anyone ever tell you how big you are, Eddie?" I wanted to laugh but she clenched her pussy around my cock, which turned my laugh into a low moan.

"Once or twice." Was all I said before I pulled by hips back to gently thrust back into her.

I fucked her gently, until she started to raise her hips, whimpering for me to go faster.

I wrapped her legs around my waist, rutting against her, trying not to just flip her over and fuck her so hard, she can't walk straight.

I pulled back and then slammed back into her, her mouth falling open in a silent scream as I fucked her hard and fast.

"Just like that Eddie. Yes, yes, yes." The last bit came out like a chant, as I put her legs over my shoulders as I leaned over her body, folding her in half almost.

I was hitting her deeper, and it was like her eyes glazed over as I angled my hips to hit her g-spot.

Her mouth is open slightly, a bit of drool forming at the corner of her mouth as I fucked her into my bed.

Her pussy started to flutter around my cock.

"Oh yes sweetheart. Go on and cum for me."

Her hands gripped my biceps hard, as she came. Her nails digging into my skin making me groan before smashing my lips against hers as she came.

Her pussy fluttering around my walls as I fucked her through her orgasm.

One, two, three, and I was done, moaning into mouth as I came, my own hips stuttering against her as I filled her pussy with cum.

Her and I kissing through it all, as my cock continued to twitch inside her pussy, as it slowly softened.

I pulled my face away from hers, just to make sure she was okay.

She gave me a soft smile, and that was all I needed to leave her alone for a second, to grab a wet cloth, to clean her and I up.

I put my sweaty hair up, as the two of us got dressed in our pj's.

"I heard there is a new Miami Vice on." She said, and I was playfully rolling my eyes.

"Come on Eddie, just one episode and then we can watch whatever you want." She said, as she pretended to bat her eyes at me.

My heart fluttered in my chest as I told her fine.

As the two of us watched TV, she leaned into my side, and I couldn't help but imagine that we are actually together.

Glittery Green (18+) ♥︎ Glittery Blue ~ Final Part (18+) - coming soon

[exnoiafork]

our interpretation of darkheart x reader (angryheart...) ?? if thats okay.. (/nf ofc!!)

-hexx & sovvka 🌀

angry!darkheart heart x reader

☆ TL;DR: the spiral stereo’s version of darkheart is just traumatized by Illumina and he was kicked out lol

☆ also this is the response to the other 2 people who asked for a darkheart req.

….

☆ 2/23/2020

☆ today I was exploring an.. ancient ruin of some sorts! apparently it belonged to the sfoth deity named.. darkheart. that’s from history class, i’ll admit..

☆ I’ve always been interested in the sfoth deities! like, they’re pretty majestic but, yet some of them interact with us .. mortals.

☆ oh, i’m getting ahead of myself! the ruins had a lot of weird .. drawings. specifically those like ancient-drawings that you see on caves? yeah, those!

☆ it looked.. really worn down too. I tried to imagine what it looked like before , but I think it’s beyond repair. I kinda wish to see it in its full glory! imagine that..

….

☆ 2/24/2020

☆ so.. I’ve been seeing a few weird shadows following me whenever I go outside? it only lasts for a few minutes so , definitely not stalking!

☆ but.. I’m not sure how to feel about this. yeah, it’s only when i go outside but.. someone’s definitely watching me.

☆ i just want.. actually. maybe they care for me! or whatever pronouns they go by , but.. I’ll need to keep my guard up for a while.

☆ 2/25/2020

☆ okay! um.. the shadows are starting to talk to me! they’re.. very friendly, so I can’t really complain.. but, it’s kinda creepy? maybe — .. maybe ghosts are real? orr maybe not?? actually, ghosts ARE real! there’s evidence they’ve existed for a while now!

☆ ghosts aside.. they introduced us as.. darkheart? the sword deity that was.. missing! for a while! their followers have been on their knees praying for them to come back but— I’ve figured that ruin was haunted in some way. it was… creepy.

☆ but .. dark as I like to call them.. they didn’t trust me as first, as all people do but.. they were more.. distraught.. than normal people! like, I don’t wanna offend them and all but.. i just wonder what happened to them. i can’t help but feel worried, even though I’ve met them once.

….

☆ 8/14/2024

☆ oh. Dark opened up. it’s because of.. Illumina? i thought she was lowkey just a chill guy! but.. ugh.. is that why they’re so angry? i mean.. i can’t blame them at all. considering what they told me is true.. i can see bruises all over them, and.. i .. i want to comfort them but.. i don’t know how.

☆ i don’t want to say the wrong thing. I’ve experienced it.. before… and the thought of someone experiencing something.. like that.. it makes me sick to my stomach. I— i don’t know how to feel about this! I just want to help them out however i can. just.. i need some time.

☆ 8/15/24

☆ okay. um.. i managed to get darkheart some cake! i figured they would like it, i love cake myself, but they like phish a lot. specifically the ones phished up from the crossroads river to blackrock. they said they.. live there. i dunno how, but as long as you’re comfy.

☆ i.. i know how to cook phish pretty well, so i asked for a phish from them and.. cooked it! my signature dish, i cook it all the time, and yet i don’t know what to name it.

☆ man.. that was a REAL mood switch from yesterday.. but, whatever it takes, i guess!

☆ in all honesty, darkheart liked the phish. they gobbled it up like some.. hungry cat you find at the street if you give food to them! imagine that! we also talked about a lot of things, like shadow things and all.

☆ even though they still have a bit of .. anger issues.. i still love them nonetheless!

[onekindredspirit]

Family Recipes - *Plum Upside Down Cake* I had a message from my older brother. "Hey Bro, How's it going? I'd enjoy a catch up soon." It was 6pm. I decided to call him the next day. I knew by now he would be drunk and I hate to see any Uber Sapien lower themselves that way, as if a sound mind had no value at all. When I was a child Plum Upside Down Cake was baked with peaches, and for children, that is the perfect topping. But we grow up. The transition from peaches to plums happened around the same time I stopped flinching whenever I heard my childhood name. Preheat your over to 180 Celsius (350 F). Take a 20 cm (8 inch) circular baking tin and in that melt 4 tablespoons of butter. Once melted blend in 1/2 to 3/4 cup of brown sugar. The aim is to incorporate all the butter resulting in a smooth, not stiff base. Spread evenly in the bottom of the pan. Lay canned plum halves over the entire butter and brown sugar mix. In a separate bowl cream together 1/4 cup butter, 1/2 cup white sugar and 1/4 teaspoon of vanilla essence. Add 1 unbeaten egg and beat until the mix is light and fluffy. Add 1 cup flour and 1 and 1/2 tsp baking powder (blended) alternating with 3/8 cup of milk. Beat lightly and pour over the plum halves. Bake. Once the top of your batter begins to brown, cover loosely with tinfoil for the remaining time. Bake until your knife comes out clean. Perhaps 30 to 45 minutes. I called my brother the next day but later than I had hoped for and by 3pm he was already slurring drunk. Me: How's it going? Older Brother: Well, I've decided. Me: What have you decided? Older Brother: I've decided to drink myself to death. Me: Why would you do that? Of course I knew the answer. I would have killed myself too, long ago, if I had been him but I'm not and he wouldn't. Older Brother: I've got nothing to live for ... I don't need a detailed list of all the people who have deserted him to save themselves. Or the employers who found ways to get rid of him. Nor the social clubs that banned him for life or his children who don't want to know him. My brother has an anti-social personality disorder. I spent the first 14 years of my life under the rule of this violent and remorseless narcissist. In my 14th year, and already 7 years into what would turn out to be a 25 year stretch of PTSD, my own sense of personal survival finally kicked in. Under threat of another violent encounter I drew my 20 cm hunting knife and I went for him. The kitchens here on Rikers Island are considered the best in the American penal system and I am proud to be speaking to you from the cake division. Okay, I'm not on Rikers Island but perhaps somewhere in a parallel universe I am. But in this timeline, my brother ran and locked himself in the bathroom and that was the last time he threatened me. Recipes evolve. So do people and I consider myself lucky to have a personal evolution. I no longer flinch when I hear my childhood name and I bake cakes with plums instead of peaches. But some people never evolve, like my brother, trapped for an eternity in the hell of a malignant self. I didn't speak to him for 20 years but as Tom Ripley said in the movie Ripley's Game "... we are constantly being born," So, I will call my brother again when I know he'll be sober. I'll suggest we have lunch together and I'll make sure that, for an hour or two at least, he believes he is human and that he is loved. Take your cake straight from the oven, lay a large platter over the top and invert. Carefully lift the baking tin off to reveal the glory of your Plum Upside Down Cake. Let it cool a bit but don't wait too long. Now is the time to decide. Do you want a piece of the cake? Well then, just draw your blade and take it. One Kindred Spirit