#im just making up a whole ass au in these tags huh

[thatdeadaquarius]

HELLO IT IS I AGAIN (Razor's mom /real)

So you know those imposters aus where characters chase the reader for being an 'impersonator'?

What if... It's a continuation from my ask (where we meet Razor first before everyone), and Razor is just confused at the patrolling knights near Wolvendom constantly asking him if he have saw 'the impostor'

Tbh he just shakes his head. Who tf is the impostor????? Wtf is an impostor???????

Many question marks later..

He had encountered an epiphany (not really it's just the Springvale ppl talking about someone copying the creator's looks).

The 'Impostor' they have been searching is you.

But you're not an impostor! Razor knows it! Andrius knows it! And with how the nature and the monster responded to you, Teyvat knows it too!

So like the good son he is, he sheltered you even more severely.

Ur not allowed to go out of his sights at this point (he'll still take you to places with many lampgrasses if you still wanna make a crown w it)

And my imagination ends there, do you think there's something else he'd do?

Ty for answering my last request btw, ur the best and I hope you get your favorite characters w one 10 pull and your desired artifacts w the best stats <3

Much love and sweets

-Razor's mom

RAZOR'S MOM!! HELLO aw im so glad u liked it :)

Srry about the late reply! 💜💜💜

Ok, so I think this is a good time to point to my shiny

Writing Requests/About Me Post I have pinned on my 👉 blog!!👈💅 taaa daaaa :) i did it guys here ya go

Yall have been GREAT so far abt keeping the requests chill and fun, and i dont have that many "Donts" that arent obvious (homophobia, transphobia, ableism,etc)

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Dont worry Razor Mom, i just wanted to use this as a way to talk about this!! /nm /gen

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About Imposter AU, there are plenty of other blogs/posts that write for that or posts under SAGAU tag! :)

I said wayyy earlier on in some of my first asks, but basically I really want to lighten up the Genshin SAGAU / Isekai tag and branch out from all these darker Imposter AUs :)

And also add more world-building posts or AUs <3

(language brainrot for example)!!

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TL;DR: I am not accepting hunting down/yandere/cult au/imposter au Genshin Sagau, only a funny or chill version of it.

Please check my writing rules post :)

Example: u look like Creator, but everybody's like, "oh lucky them wow rlly blessed, have a free drink, etc.

OR omfg where r they?? They descended to Teyvat oh fuck we lost our god-"

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Heres the Razor post !!!

If u wanna check it out :]

Cracks knuckles, Saddle up Baby, bc its time for my version of the Imposter AU 🤭😋😈

(and sorry for answering super late/possible scare Razor mom anon!! :'/ )

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So it begins rlly small right?

Like, Razor does not know the new knight patroling Wolvendom's borders

,, weird but ok, he thinks basically

And then when it was time to visit some domains a little closer to Springvale for grinding

(Or rlly just to get some of their tiny restaurants homemade food yumm)

He notices more Favonius knights lurking around than usual

Or at least widening their patrols

And hes like wtf?

Ur like, huh.

I'll ask Springvale ppl wtf goin on

The locals respond that the search for the Great Creator has begun.

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...you and Razor: 👁👄👁 w h o m s t ❔️

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Upon further questioning

(which was apparantly weird that yall didnt know, but eh, u just used the whole "feral wolf child with feral blacksmith parent living in woods ignorance" excuse)

Admittedly yall, quite literally, live under a rock lmao

They explain theres a whole ass prophecy

Abt how the Great Architect would succumb to a long slumber somewhere else in the vast universe after making the planet.

And when the time is right, they will reconnect to Teyvat, and awaken, and descend in a mortal form

(like the archons)

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..but the kicker is nobody knows wtf they look like bc:

1. All that lore is hella crumbly and old, and very hard to translate

2. Mortal forms sometimes look different than god forms, so even if they did know some defining features of the Creator, that wasnt guaranteed to be them...

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(i.e. they will have brown eyes, well. Thats a fuckton of ppl with brown eyes innit? 💀)

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So thru certain signs, that this mysterious prophecy wooooo

Said would happen, the nations of Teyvat and their many supernatural inhabitants are aware the ultimate god has descended

(The crops flourished? Animals got more wily, many of the sick ppl got better for no reason, the Irminsul started regrowing/filling out its base- like how it looked like a lightning struck tree rn 💀)

So every country are now trying to find them to be the first to welcome them home

Needless to say its lowkey a competition

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Meanwhile you and Razor are just:

... (゜▽゜;)

"Haha yeah cool..."

(Andrius already told u what u r to Teyvat and explained to Razor)

Ur both immediately slapping a cloak on u and keeping the hood up all the time

Yall dont wanna be seperated :(

Ur both paranoid for diff reasons,

Razor's just scared his Lupical is going to be taken from him again bc there r better, more refined humans wanting to be ur Lupical ;-;

And ur like-

Omfg that sounds like sm work 💀

While its nice to daydream abt what itd be like to be famous, realistically,

U could not handle that shit.

People crowding you all the time?

U cant just look busted anywhere u go, like a midnight snack run

Ppl would also expect u be,

Responsible??

To act like a competent ruler maybe???

Hell no.

U just wanted to play a pretty gacha game and spoil ur skrunklies

(At least, if they do wanna call u that, they dont make u do anything political 💀 but u doubt it)

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Needless to say, Razor is glued to ur side everywhere u go.

A domain a half mile away? Oh he'll come with dw

Ur gonna go stop by that food merchant further up the road for ingredients? Cool he'll sniff the best ones!

Ur going to see Andrius??

Oh he needed to see him too-

😭😭🥺🥺 poor babe

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Surprisingly enough,

Or maybe not his house is right tf there

Diluc is the first person to actually recognize you.

Razor had been subtly steering u away from Mondstadt for 3 weeks now, ever since yall talked to the Springvale locals

An u cant say u didnt notice, but u werent rlly stopping him

You wanted to be like Venti, chillin among the ppl regardless of ur powers, not the Raiden Shogun :/

And maybe shock some ppl who dont know ur a god like him too lol

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Diluc had been looking around the lesser patroled areas of Mondstadt to search for the Architect

He didn't even need those incompetent knights to tell him their god had finally descended

He already saw the signs long before Mondstadt

Bc youve been in Wolvendom, the area has flourished over time, more fish in the water, more game to hunt and bigger, crows making circles in the sky despite there being no corpse

And one of the closest places to you,

Is the Dawn Winery.

Diluc's security against Venti began to hold up better, the staff didn't have to clean as much things like dirt or weather damage to the manor,

His hawk had never been faster delivering his letters, he almost thought the little guy had been drugged with something

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He patroled Stormterror's Lair, and deep in the woods surrounding the manor that the knights hadn't bother to go into

Afterall, he figured you'd never had a mortal form before, so u were unlikely to fend for urself for very long in the woods lol

so he wanted to find u quick (aww softy :')

He even made a trip out to the Thousand Wind Temple and Dragonspine (he did report that one to the knights, he didn't want Amber, Bennett, or Creator-forbid Klee, being the few pyro users to have to explore it)

Finally, after doing the further away locations, siginificant in history and rich with leftover magic

Diluc figured that's where you might land first, so he saved Wolvendom for last

It would at least let him check on that wolf kid and maybe get to talk to him long enough to ask him if he's seen anything unusual.

The lord of Dawn Winery manor heads into the Wolvendom woods, just as sunset colors the trees...

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It was a Friday evening, the sun was setting, the weather was pleasant and it was time for all of the Lupical to come together and eat a big feast!! :)

About once a month, Andrius will come out for a few nights and dine with all of yall

Hes an old wolf give him a break, he takes long naps

So u cook lots of Mondstadt favorites to eat on and a few Liyue dishes too

Razor, ur favorite helper, has helped u finish the last dish and is now romping around with the puppies bless <3

U guys have dragged ur coffee table dining table setup out to sit and eat at

Andrius lets out a not too loud, not too quiet howl, and as the wolves, Razor and you lmao join in

Yall dig in, bones flying everywhere, spagetti noodles flingling around, it would put toddlers to shame lol

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Diluc hears a howl that is too... big to be a regular wolf.

It filled the air of Wolvendom like no howl before it, as he used the glowing lampgrass to help light the path deeper

He sneaks past a hilichurl camp or two, all fast asleep

He scans the woods, and figures he'll search the woods besides the path after he gets to that old stone carved pit-

Food?

Diluc sniffs the air, and squints deeper into the forest

The black branches shade the way ahead, but just barely... he can see the flicker of orange and blue light?

He summons his claymore, bracing it on his shoulder, and creeps into the treeline to better hide him

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You swear to god (dammit swear to.. you??) someone is watching you.

You look around the piles of fluffy doggos, happy and stuffed full they r slowly forming puppy piles

Andrius is finishing his meat platter, also sitting on all four legs on the ground

Razor is splayed on his back beside you, eyes closed, his feet sticking out the other side of the table, u chuckle at him

But not a single Lupical seems to be looking at you.

Gulping down your last few bites, you scan the treeline

U refuse to be that bitch in a horror movie where their gut says smth is off and they brush it off or barely look at their surroundings

Turning around to the treeline behind you, u see something... red fur?

U sit up some more, peering over the bushes at the bottom of the trees

You meet a pair of warm brown eyes, widened like they're just as shocked to see you

As u notice his familiar red high ponytail (but also not?? Its weird going from 2D to 3D and still recognizing bitches)

U peer down at his chest, as he carefully stands out of the foliage-

That familiar star shaped button that u can press for the character menu screen, the same thats on Razor, on Benny, on Fischl, on Lisa-

Hovers over Diluc's chest.

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Diluc is in the bush, observing the human(???) stranger (he really doesnt want to attract the attention of that.. giant spirit wolf thing)

The figure sitting at a ... table?? (He can barely process all these absurdities at once, hes only got so much brain space)

Has sensed his presence, and as he grips his claymore, ready to demand answers,

Razor startles, and jumps up, smelling the pyro user, he summons his weapon-

The figure locks eyes with him, and all he sees is gold.

Diluc drops his claymore.

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Have a cliffhanger bc idk 🤷‍♂️ Also srry it wasnt exactly Mondstadt finding u, and it somehow turned into a whole scenario?? Idk man

🤧 welp i hope that was decent Razor mom! Tysm for ur sweet feedback abt our beloved son 🙏💜🐺

Feel free to always talk again, thru comments, asks whatever!! :D

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Cheers,

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(guys im so stupid i coud've been signing off with this simple emoji combo the whole time,, 😭i didnt actually think abt emojifying my name, just making it look pretty with some of my fav emojis... 😔)

If anyone reads this u should let me know which one is better lol

💀♒️

OR

🌒🌧🌊Aquarius♒️🌌🌘

OR like a combo???

♡my beloved♡

@karmawonders / @0rah-s / @randomnatics / @glxssynarvi / @nexylaza / @genshin-impacts-me / @wholesomey-artist

[leechanpremacy]

People You Know

After the death of his wife, he starts a whole new life in a whole new city with his three year old twins only to meet someone from his past. What a way to start something new, right?

pairings: psychiatrist!jeonghan, parent!jeonghan x doctor!reader petowner!reader

tags: fluff, crack, slow burn, exes to lovers, romance, angst (if you think into it really deeply), swearings

word count:

notes: i’ve been dreading to write jeonghan as a parent of twins, now having the motivation and inspiration to write the plot, IM ON CLOUD NINE!!! lmao i’m also planning on posting this as an au on twitter if time, and motivation persists as my alter ego’s such a lazy ass bitch that takes at least half a month to find motivation to do updates on on-going twitter series’ THIS might also be turned in to a series (fuck, my mingyu series long forgotten 💀)

prologue | masterlist | two

Yoon Jeonghan was a person whom you can't forget. You let yourself relish his new appearance. Long gone was the long slick hair he sported back in college. His short haircut with his bang fringes poking his eyes made him look somewhat younger. His cheeks are more defined than you can remember, and his bright doe eyes that were healthy before now have bags underneath, finally noticing the mole you adorned long ago.

It seems that he did the same, as his lips narrowed open, shock still painted on his face as his eyes traveled around your face. The only thing that woke you two up from your daydream was, "Dada!" Two of the kids ran towards Jeonghan to hug him by his legs.

Stumbling a bit from the impact, his eyes lingered a bit longer from you before turning his attention to the two children, crouching down to hug them and mumble a few words.

Blinking a few more times, let it sink in that the two children that ran towards you and your dog were, Jeonghan's children. A small smile formed on your lips, "You're a dad now, huh?" You softly said, still wearing the small smile as you locked eyes with him again.

"They're twins, Yuna and Yejun. They're turning four this year." He replies, standing up again whilst holding both on his sides. Your eyes then drifted to the two, taking a closer look. Knowing that these were his children, you were suddenly intrigued to see who they took after.

You were guessing that you were staring at the twins a bit longer than you intended as you heard Jeonghan introduce you as one of their aunts. "Hi! You guys still want to touch her?" Pointing to your dog, piquing their attention again. You saw both of them look up to Jeonghan, asking for permission before running towards your crouching figure to pet your dog, Manju.

You still held your dog by its snout, letting the children pet his body. "Is that..?" You could tone of hesitance in his voice. Without meeting his eyes, "It's her daughter, she passed a year ago." Whilst shaking your head, quickly patting Manju's head making it lean to your hand, wanting more.

"Oh," You watched the two children giggling to themselves as they kept on patting your dog's body which Manju enjoys, noticing the rapid wag of her tail with each stroke that the twins make.

"She looks just like her," Jeonghan mumbles, making you slightly jolt from your position as you didn't notice him crouching down next to you to pat Manju's head.

"She acts like her too. Not that much of a people pleaser dog." You joked, hearing him chuckle again after how many years. "Then I guess Michi must've told her about me then." He softly says, making you look at him.

Michi, - your current dog, Manju's, mother - you and Jeonghan's lovebug. Just the mention of your passed dod makes your heart swell and Jeonahan's presence makes it a lot worse. You felt tears building up in your eyes, causing you to break free from Jeonghan's eyes.

You still weren't over grieving from the loss of your best friend. She was the only one who stayed with you from that dreadful college years up to your med school. She stayed longer than anyone could have, and that's why you weren't done grieving even if she was already gone for a year. "Dada," One called, capturing both of your attention.

It's somehow sweet that someone you knew is now being called like that. So sweet and soft, enough to you feel blue. How would it feel to be called by your child? You thought.

"I'm sorry, Y/N, I have to go. I still have some stuff to unpack. We just moved here in the city." Is Jeonghan effortlessly picking up both his kids, "Moved? Here?" You asked, quite shocked at the news. As far as you remember, he moved to a larger city to pursue law. Was he retired?

"Yeah," Sporting a smile that you remembered like the back of your hand, "See you around?" He adds, walking away from you.

You suddenly felt a wave of emotions rushing through your body. You didn't even have the chance to bid him goodbye as you were too busy relishing the smile he wore before he walked away.

It must be the nostalgia, making you feel emotions you thought were long gone. Seeing him again after a few years, with his own little family made you happy. Finally seeing him smile again after you broke his heart when you walked away from him that night.

“I’m telling you Seungcheol, I didn’t know she lived here!” Jeonghan dramatically says through the phone as he folded their clean clothes to store it in their closet.

“I’m not even saying anything! It’s you who’s overreacting, not me!” Rolling his eyes, “Oh you fucker, don’t get me started with your scoffs and stifled laughs!” Sighing, Jeonghan was left hopeless upon hearing his friend’s laughter echo through the room.

“Can you shut the fuck up? My children are asleep.” Jeonghan had his lips curved into an annoyed smirk, “I can see you glaring from here ya’ know?”

“On the brighter side, isn’t it nice to have a familiar face in an unfamiliar environment? Plus, you could ask Y/N to babysit the twins on October,” Seungcheol finally calmed down, giving Jeonghan a few grounded words.

“I think you don’t get the whole concept of ‘let’s not see each other again’ here, Choi Seungcheol.” He could hear his friend groaning on the full name, “Dumbass! She meant it to be - not being in a relationship! Not - literally not! Seeing! Each other! So much for topping the boards,” Jeonghan heard the last part but paid no attention. He knows that too. That you didn’t mean it to literally not see each other’s face. But at that time, he had no face to meet you even if you were the one who called it off. Too hurt to even see you from afar. Too bruised to even hear from you.

“I also don’t think were in a relationship where I can just ask her to babysit my twins because unfortunately, my first day of work is on my birthday!” Jeonghan can imagine Seungcheol shaking his head at him. “I also don’t have her number.” There was a long stretch of silence before he could hear Seungcheol’s sigh.

“Y/N, she didn’t changed her number. I’m sure you still have it.” Having his breath hitched, he stopped functioning for a while, “Don’t be such a sussy Han, it’s all in the past. Besides, you got married. All your unresolved feelings for Y/N should either be gone or just waiting to be answered.”

“Yeah. I guess so.”

Sweat running down your forehead as you reached your kitchen’s counter top, almost flopping yourself just to reach the fridge. Not even minding to get a glass to pour water on. You don’t know why embarrassment is only hitting you now. How embarrassing on acting so casual with someone you left in the dark, as if you didn’t leave him hanging during your third year on college.

Wiping your lips that had excess water dripping down to your chin, you had your gaze hardened on the wall. How can he possibly talk to you when he avoided you at all cost after the breakup? Even hearing from his friends that he would always change the topic when it somehow swerved to you.

Just then, you heard your phone ding, immediately checking just in case it was a text from the hospital.

Heaving a sigh, you quickly typed in ‘otw’, scurrying away to your room to fix yourself before going back to the hospital.

“Doc, we’ve already calmed him down. His vitals are slowly coming back to normal.” The nurse informed you as you briskly walked towards the said patient’s warden. You just nodded in acknowledgment, slowly forgetting the incident earlier.

Being an general doctor was a pain, especially if most of your current patients are alcoholic. No matter how many nags and warnings you told them, they just don’t listen. Now, one of your patients who recently received a liver from his daughter went on a drinking spree. Now that his his newly transplanted liver almost gave up, you can feel stress working up its way to your head - almost giving you migraine like headaches just by the thoughtless behavior the old man lying on the bed portrayed.

The door swings open, gaining your attention, you then saw the wife and their daughter and you can’t help but feel bad for them. They just paid hundred thousands just to pay the hospital bills from the surgery and now, their patriarch had a surge of major side effects from the alcohol content he consumed.

“He consumed too much alcohol, that the liver almost gave up since it was still adjusting with his body. Good thing he was brought here immediately. He’s already stable. He needs to be monitored for a span of two weeks at least, just to make sure his liver won’t act out again.” You explained sternly to the family who only nodded and kept thanking you for saving the man again.

Heaving a big sigh as you closed the door to the room, you held your head, trying to rub the pain out. “Did you even sleep?” A familiar voice chirped beside you, “What do you think?” You said sarcastically before making your way to the headquarters.

“Judging by the way you tried to rub your temples and your mean attitude, you didn’t even sleep a wink with your uhm,” You could hear him counting in a small voice, “Three hours free time.” Halting, you quickly turned to him, making his squinted eyes go round.

“Did you know Jeonghan had kids?” You genuinely asks. The latter furrowed his brows, searching any other reaction from you. “Yeah..” Still trying to see if you’d react in any way other than relief washing down your face.

“Glad he found someone that’ll take care of him.” You said with a smile. You were about to turn when you halted from his words, “You.. Did you not know?” Confusion then etched both your faces.

“Know what, Hoshi?” He pursed his lips, contemplating whether to tell you or not, “What ‘cha guys doin’?” Dino’s voice erupted from your back. Dino noticed Hoshi’s panicking gaze but you didn’t remove your eyes on the latter.

You felt Dino’s presence beside you but you paid no attention to him, “Hoshi, what is it?” You asked again, more curious and fraught on his answer.

“What is what?” Dino joined causing you to whip his head to him. “What do you know about Jeonghan?” You asked him, catching him off-guard.

“I just know he moved here in the city, and he’s planning to start working here on October.” Furrowing your brows more, “What’s this about? Why’re you suddenly asking things about him?” You were too lost in your thoughts to answer him.

Didn’t he want to pursue law? Why would he work here at the hospital? Or will he work here as a legal guidance? Legal advisor? Didn’t he go to larger city so he could expand his connections?

Dino was now frowning at you, looking towards Hoshi with a questioning look. The latter shrugged and shook his head, also unaware of her sudden interest towards Jeonghan.

You raised you head again, now looking to Dino who had his one brow raised, already knowing what you’re going to ask, “You didn’t asked. And we thought you wouldn’t like to hear any news from him. Be it good or bad.”

“Yeah. Totally learned my lesson that one time.” Hoshi added. You frowned at your two friends - who was unfortunately, friends with Jeonghan also.

You and Jeonghan weren’t in the same circle before, it just happened that your friends and his friends clicked that much for it to become one. You still were in contact with some of his friends, but you took courtesy of not asking things about him and they respected that by not sharing anything too, without you asking.

“I met him earlier at the park. Also met his twins. He casually talked to me, and it made me feel anxious. He wasn’t like that when I last heard from him, wasn’t he angry anymore?” You ranted, lying on the bed as you munched your caramelized popcorn.

“Maybe? It’s been like what? Seven years? It must’ve dried out during those past years.” Closing his book before turning to face your lying body on the bunk bed. “Besides Y/N, why are you so worried about him working here? Do you not want him to be here that much?”

“No, its not that. It’s just, Wonwoo, I inflicted pain, he should be angry!” You kept refuting the same thing over and over again.

“Y/N, if there’s anything that he’ll feel about you, anger is far from it. He’s healed from the pain, he learned and he moved on. I’m sure his wife took care of him well. Isn’t that what you want? Someone to take good care of him?” You halted from Wonwoo’s words. You couldn’t help but look at the bed above you, letting out a smile as you imagined Jeonghan being taken care of well.

As soon as you felt tears suddenly welling up on your eyes, you did your best to refrain them from pouring out. “Yeah, I did.” It was so soft, Wonwoo would’ve missed it if there was other noises aside from the aircon’s ringing. “Did you attend his wedding?” You asked, with a softer voice.

Wonwoo was taken aback by the sudden change of demeanor, “..No, I couldn’t. It was during our OB-residency.” He could see you quietly nod and the red tip of your nose. He could sense immense emotions from you, but he kept quiet about it. He knows its something you don’t ever want to talk about. Most likely, you will never talk about it to them, finally knowing Jeonghan had marry already.

a/n: being this active on writing is kinda worrying me lol i think if i did another chapter, it’d probably be posted in the next two months 😬

[bells-of-black-sunday]

Okay, SO

A really eye catching thing about your portrayal is the amount of research and attention to detail you put in your characters.

OC and Canon, you can immediately tell where you started putting pieces together and really dug deep on the time period and culture. Hell dude, you made whole ass structural world buildings for your OCs. Do you know how fuckin hardcore that is? I can give you a handful of AAA titles that slap a little plot here and there and go "oooOOOooo, it's a MYSTERY" as they continue to keep contradicting themselves.

Not only that, but the tag team between you and Egg bringing in a romantic relationships that deepens and changes y'all's character perspectives and priorities? (The WHOLE situation on why Tar has to say 'His Wife' as a form of protection, how now he would prefer to die peacefully instead of in battle, The out at Sea au, I JUST-)

Look, it's just very evident that you take a lot of time Screaming talking about your characters. And seeing that makes me excited for/about them, because now I go 'Huh, i never thought of it that way. Damn, they cookin' as I grab a snack and start reading.

(This was so long, im so sorry. TL;DR: I think your portrayal is Neat. )

What sticks out about my portrayal? | Accepting

This is so fucking sweet!!!! I'm honestly really happy that a lot of people seem to enjoy my ocs, it's honestly so refreshing coming from a rpc like L.eague where ocs were often overshadowed or treated as a burden / not to be interacted with and then coming to d.bd / horror in general where not only is the community a lot nicer I feel, there's so many wonderful ocs I get to read about and view from afar. It's nice to see people come together and be like "yeah if you don't interact with ocs you're really weird sorry", because I've never seen that??? Not that the l.eague rpc has been bad recently, it's come a long way, but it's been pretty dead since R.iot themselves said they don't care about their lore anymore and I can't blame people for leaving when the company that owns the game you enjoy doesn't care about it anymore.

But genuinely I'm just really happy that others can enjoy Tarhos as much as I do? I genuinely thing he's one of the more deep and complex d.bd has especially if you're willing to acknowledge the contractions in his lore and don't just take everything at face value. Things from his model obviously showing wounds and damage that his armor doesn't reflect and how that contradicts someone who would claim the fog is paradise to even within his lore itself there's a weird pull between him being described as this monstrous man who only wants to maim and kill vs him hating everyone around him for being cowards who lie to themselves about what they're doing.

It's really interesting and I think opens up a lot of doors to talk about how him being a slave and raised in this highly violent environment really shaped how he'd turn out and I still can't really tell how much of it was that upbringing vs how much of it was the entity. I tihnk about him a lot-

[m1ckeyb3rry]

Bro I wasn’t expecting tumblr to actually send it twice damn I thought it got stuck loading that commenting thing is so funny though that would fr be me

LMAOOO RIGHT??? It’s so on point to the oaeu vibes I saw that and oaeu was my very first thought

LMAO Nagi stays winning in the end fr pursuit really is just writing itself it’s crazy how it’s development just comes so easily

SHSHSHS no we’re just the power duo forming the whole of calculus dw

Saes hair is truly something……idk his whole Emo personality also doesn’t do it for me like not because it’s emo but something about the way it’s done is not very appealing to me….anyways…

SHSHS REAL I see those paragraphs every once in a while and I’m like wait so what’s this doing in the Karasu tag….also when someone people mass copy paste their tags and end up tagging characters that aren’t even mentioned in what they posted im like HUH Karasu fr a rare sight but wait if you actually made more smaus I would fr eat that up it’s funny because just the other day I was like “I need to read a funny smau because whatever I just read was not it” so I just reread what you posted for me earlier on LMAOOO (truly peak)

Pause wait what website just told listed it under ground ghost combos then??? Maybe I accidentally clicked a wiki-ass link then but you get my point LMAOAOA um anyways

Yesss that’s basically how I am too LMAO imagine a triple typed pokemon that’d be kinda funny OOOOH wait I can see Rin being the royal guard in a royal au wait why do I feel like I’ve actually read one where he’s in that position…ok anyways I also thought of Hiori but that’s pretty obvious given his whole parental situation LMAO (giving Wb) wait actually maybe Reo?? Kinda on the same lines of Hiori with parental restrictions where his parents are picky about choosing someone with idk connections or high standing

LMAOO I mean now that you mention it if you want I wouldn’t mind both HAHA I originally meant like pokemon themselves and how you’d try to combine them in combat/format the teams LOL not a dumb question at all I should’ve clarified whoops

50% opps that spread is kinda crazy LMAOO aiku please be my wingman FR imagine you pull something like what sae did on him like you approach Karasu and chicken out and you say “yeah Aiku thinks your hair looks ass” HAHAHA

CRYING when you change your blog theme for April fools I’ll go by Isagi anon for a day

LMAOOOO Aiku being like “lil bro please help a man out get this ratata AWAY” and Niko makes quick work of it wait aikus sweating bullets and the way Niko wouldn’t care to be set up with someone but just goes with it anyways HAHAHA

Imagine hoopa and aegislash join forces and hoopa opens a portal to that isekai dimension again nagi and reader look over like “fuck no not again” crying houndoom is me mourning pursuit Barou AHAHAHA GARCHOMP NIDOQUEEN IN A TUX AND DRESS imagine Karasu picked them out with yukis advice (begrudgingly) maybe they ran into each other at the shop but since yukis a coordinator and all he’d totally pick the outfits that go the hardest

PLEASEEEE LMAOOO the term programming princess has me dying THE FREESTYLE PISSING actually one of my fav quotes it was so funny I remember reading those tags and crying “multiple dick mentions but ITS NOT NSFW”

SHSHSHSH OTOYA LMAOO no aiku still has many aikulations to preach about he’s not ready to go

LMAO hey I mean content is content pursuit ftw also unrelated but I’m crying the Duolingo edit with Rin HAHAHA you should edit that one emo girl to be him too(the one with the purple hair)

- Karasu anon

LMAOOOO tumblr is so unpredictable it’s ridiculous it always does the exact opposite of what you want it to do!! like it’ll delete ask drafts when you’re trying to type them and double send when you don’t want them to…either way it’s problematic 😩

oaeu is basically canon ig HAHAH we’ve got oaeu tik toks now!! and yesss pursuit is more like me just peeling back the layers and looking at the world that exists already instead of coming up with it as i go…honestly that’s one of the things i really like about just worldbuilding and have vague plot ideas but then leaving the idea alone for a while — i feel like it marinates a bit and then if i end up coming back to it (like i did with pursuit) when i’m ready to actually write it it’s already developed by itself in the time i’ve been gone (which sounds crazy but it makes sense to me LMAOOO)

together we’re basically isaac newton…that reminds me that my high school calc teacher had a poster hanging in his room that said “sir isaac newton died a virgin and that’s what he gets for inventing calculus” or something LMAOO idk why but it’s giving oaeu…not aiku himself though but like oaeu chris prince would def have that kind of poster (karasu and otoya got it for him and made yuki give it to him and he’s so happy to get a gift from yuki that he hangs it up in his office and treasures it forever)

i feel like sae is just emo in a cold way not even a funny way?? like we’ve discussed that we like sassy guys (ex nagi and karasu) and i feel like one emo i DO like (megumi but lowkey only his miraverse version) is also very sarcastic and whatnot which makes him funny and witty and entertaining to write whereas sae is just like. blunt and rude but he’s not even clever about it if that makes sense HAHA

speaking of megumi…jjk’s finally over…can’t lie i was very very unimpressed with the ending but uh at least it’s done ig 😭 lowkey feels unreal that it’s over

NO BECAUSE THOSE PARAGRAPHS LOWKEY HAVE ME HEATED like ok i do know some people who write those so i can’t be too outward about how much i dislike it but come on…put some effort in…i’m not trying to be the fic gatekeeper here or anything but literally just take the time to put one character’s name in the fic because what do kaiser gojo and eren jaeger even have in common to have a fic all be referring to them??

HELPP not the pokémon knock off wiki leading you astray 😩 but yes i agree i was also confused that there weren’t ANY rock ghosts LMAOO

i think in one of the newer games there’s some mechanic with triple typing?? but i don’t get it so i couldn’t explain it HAHAH agreed i can see rin being a royal guard OR now that i’m thinking about it i have no idea how i didn’t see it earlier but BAROU!!! he would absolutely eat in that role because he has that sass that meticulousness that physique that discipline he’s actually even better suited for it than rin in my opinion…kunigami could pull it off too but idk i don’t fuck w ginger anime characters like that so i can’t explore that avenue any further 😭 i agree hiori is the obvious pick…actually now that you mention it that’s exactly the route that i’m taking for the reo fic!! which leads into the next paragraph well ig 🤩

uhh honestly i don’t even know half of the pokémon because they’re all from the newer gens and of the ones that aren’t i don’t think i have used any in my playthroughs?? so unfortunately no team breakdowns in that sense (although for some reason scovillain is giving me strong kunigami vibes…i can really see him having one LMAOAO maybe because we’ve slandered it sm) BUT for the tentative plans i have so far (these are subject to change on a whim so don’t be too married to them 😰)

for kaiser it’s angst in a fantasy au so i think i’m going to go with this au idea i had for him a while ago when i was searching for my next long fic (this is pre hollyhock) and just condense it…sadly kaiser is very similar to karasu in that he’s incredibly easy to write about (although his characterization is finicky he’s agreeable to most situations so by all rights i could be righting him more but i just don’t like him SLKJFHSJ) anyways he’s either an angel or a demon (haven’t decided which) and reader summons him to solve some problem or smth i have to do some research into a specific myth i’m thinking of but that’s the very very basic edition!!

sae is enemies to lovers in a fantasy au ngl no idea how i’ll approach this because even though enemies to lovers is such a common trope with sae i feel like i don’t see it?? i also am not a huge enemies to lovers fan (this is so controversial but i think it’s overdone, never as good as people think it is, can lean misogynistic, and is usually cringy “tension” to up “spice”…ik childhood friends to lovers is considered boring in today’s climate and i always get hate for this but i think it is the SUPERIOR trope and not at all boring if written well…childhood friends angst >>>> “enemies” angst) but anyways rant aside i’ll probably figure something out fantasy au’s are super easy to come up with stuff for so it shouldn’t be too difficult

i also have 0 idea what i’ll do with hiori but since you said miscommunication i know for a FACT it’s somehow going to involve karasu meddling i just get such strong vibes…like whatever we do bro is going to be involved in some way shape or form it’s a must HAHAHA

for reo like i said i’m thinking something where it’s the reader not being good enough for his parents…they requested childhood friends to lovers and angst so maybe something that leans towards peregrine a bit?? not as much but kind of like how reo made reader be his friend but maybe instead of reader resisting it it’s his parents once they discover that she’s a random nobody?? idk this will be workshopped but that’s the general vibe i’m getting i think

BAROUUUU yeah i have zero idea what i’ll do for barou it’s enemies to lovers and relationship of convenience?? for some reason though i just have this sense that there may be aikulations involved HAHAH

love at first sight + misunderstandings + karasu?? i’m getting a very fwtkac vibe from this where maybe he’s like madly in love with reader but he’s a dumbass and thinks he’s mediocre so he accidentally keeps offending her and she thinks he hates her but he’s obviously just a stupid loser simp

sae number 2 is relationship of convenience plus angst i feel like probably smth similar to the instrument perhaps?? like that kind of general set up where sae’s pr team is just tired of dealing with him and his rude ass comments and the messes they keep ending up in because of it so enter reader dating him to save face or smth along those lines

KARAKUNI LOVE TRIANGLEEEE no idea what i’ll do here but it’ll hurt hehe

i’ve already describe the isagi one so we’ll skip that but then we have noel noa and i rlly want a kind of murder mystery vibe to it almost?? like reader getting implicated in some case (maybe as a witness) so she and noa team up and try to find the criminal and there’s a really dry humor mixed with more serious scenes throughout

the person who made the normal + rock request for sae actually gave me an entire prompt for it regarding reader being his tutor in spanish but considering how much sae i have to write and how he’s not one of my favs i don’t mind the specificity or else i wouldn’t have known what to do lowkey LMAOO so that’s where i’m going with that and then rin’s is childhood friends and modern au so. ig just a classic childhood friends moment?? like white butterfly but not as angsty maybe

PLSSS aiku’s always catching strays i love him though…THE RATTATA omg or imagine it’s a scatterbug and that’s how niko eventually ends up with a spewpa which ofc evolves into a vivillon and bonus points if tullia calls aiku later and is like “so what did you do with that scatterbug i sent you 🧐” and aiku’s like “uhhhh my girlfriend’s son captured it by accident” LMAOOO

ISAGI ANON SDLKJGHS i’m crying also omg nooo nagi and reader would just be like “have a nice honeymoon!!” and shove their daughter and charles in there to figure shit out those two are DONE with the adventurous life they just want to stay at home and relax 😭 HAHA omg yuki would be so happy to help karasu too like he thinks this is finally their bonding moment and they’ll actually be friends now but then he makes the mistake of bringing his manectric out to ask for advice and karasu releases a string of expletives so foul yukimiya almost loses his hearing along with his vision

i feel like otoya is just the one that would randomly pass away LKSJFS like that makes no sense but not even in angsty way (this time…cough hollyhock cough) just like if i had to imagine any of the pursuit characters up in the clouds with barou it WOULD be otoya 😩 AGREED aiku is needed to spread his knowledge and wisdom on planet earth it’s not his time yet fr 🙏🏻

THE DUOLINGO RIN I WAS LAUGHINGGG MAKING IT because like he loves owls and i saw someone make a divider set with owls and as a joke they threw the duolingo owl in there and i was about to reblog and be like “somebody write a rin itoshi fic and use the duolingo owl as the divider” and then i was struck by the vision of him AS the duolingo owl and it all spiraled from there 😭

[aparticularbandit]

https://www.tumblr.com/aparticularbandit/750566156712214528/hi-there-im-rereading-finding-family-and-just

oHHH this all makes so much sense i was just overthinking it! 😭 flashbacks to wv first watch 😭

so this whole time wanda was protecting agatha from the truth, not america from agatha (to an extent) 😭❤️‍🩹💔❤️‍🩹💔❤️‍🩹💔❤️‍🩹💔❤��‍🩹

i also love how you’ve created different versions of the hex in this fic! like this superhero retirement village and then whole ass neverland 😭

also your tags ☹️🫶 this series is one of my favourites bc it’s so healing and really is finding family ☹️🫶 like it’s so comfort series and every time you’ve expanded it with extra little fics i’ve JUMPED 🥹 so thank YOU for creating all this 🥹🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶

SORRY FOR TAKING SO LONG TO ANSWER THIS I WAS ON A TRIP I DID NOT DO MUCH AND AM SO SORRY

And you can definitely read it that way! I think it's probably both - I think she was protecting America from Agatha, too (although this America might both be more likely to fight an Agatha who tried to use her that way (as opposed to child her) and as a result might end up more harmed by her) - and depends on which dreams she's been having and what she's been seeing.

Also thank you! I love building different aus and ways things could play out elsewhere - I didn't plan for Neverland! That one just happened! But also Wendy my darling I love.

And I'm so so so glad that you keep reading and enjoying it! Thank you so much for letting me know! I should...I should do something else with it, huh.

[winterdadandspiderson]

Bucky: Oh, you have a kid?

Eddie: Yup, little symbiote kid. Carnage. Is the Spider one yours?

Bucky: Well, not really no, but he does stay with me and Steve when his Aunt's busy.

Peter, from across the park: Mr. Bucky! Look at this weird red spaghetti I found!

Bucky, not at all watching and distracted as hell: That's nice kid.

Carnage: Father look! I have bonded with a new friend!

Eddie, also very distracted: That's great Carnage.

Bucky:

Eddie:

Bucky: OH GOD PETER NO!

Eddie: CARNAGE—!

[Bonus]

Peter/Carnage, standing on top of a building and cackling manically: WE ARE GOING TO COMMIT ARSON!

Eddie, watching from below with Bucky: I mean... It could be worse?

Bucky, quietly: Oh fuck, Steve is going to kill me...

[sanchoyo]

danny phantom season 2, episode 17-20 thoughts! finishing up season two! the finale is the THIRD 2-PARTER OF SEASON 2. that's so many! I wonder how many season 3 will have?

see prev episode thoughts in this tag <3

-UERGH WHY DOES VLAD HAVE AN AI WITH MADDIE'S FACE ON IT. SOOO CREEPY. AND MORE 'CREATIONS' waiiiit. vlad is Dr. Frankenstein! (despite his ghost design obviously referencing vampires) HE HAS 'CREATIONS' HE MAKES THEN WONT TAKE REAL RESPONSIBILITY FOR!!! this bitch.

-danny was late and his friends immediately start going off about how hes inconsiderate, and has been treating them like sidekicks??? he just overslept, my god. chill. even if he has, be nicer about talking about it with him?? he really can't help that he sometimes has to chase the ghosts, or has a secret identity to protect...

-'what kind of ghost haunts a miniature golf course' umm. me as a ghost. next question

-imagine going home and theres a tiny child on your bed claiming to be your cousin. with as many cousins I have, I would probably believe her. but the 'ran away from home' BIT....SHES 12?? SHES SO TINY. I hate that they have her belly out in her ghost form, but I like how her colors are asymmetrical. something about her design...maybe the proportions?? are weird to me...anyway danny was good to feed her, but he shouldve taken her to his parents FIRST. or, tbh, probably jazz. (JAZZ DIDNT EVEN GET TO MEET HER!!! NOOO. I mean she said she'll be BACK BUT STILL)

-ANYWAY. shes voiced by AnnaSophia Robb, the girl who was in because of winn dixie, played as violet from charlie and the chocolate factory, and was the girl from bridge to terrabithia. (the movie that made me cry hysterically when I was 12 and I never watched it again because it Broke Me!) thats super cool.

-vlad sucks: the episode, basically. what's new!! I love how he's like, I'm Not A Villain. *immediately cuts to him torturing danny to make him transform, to get mid-transformation DNA, to perfect a Clone.* *immediately shows that he doesnt give a shit about his new daughter Dani and just wants a ''more perfect clone'' and will put her in danger to get that. will let her DIE to get that*

-Dani is danny's clone and is a girl? transgenderism....one of them has to be trans. or they both are.

-dani just. leaving at the end. WHAT? SHES 12. DONT JUST. NO!!! SHE WAS PROBABLY JUST BORN, A MONTH AGO AT MOST, RIGHT?? SHE NEEDS...SOMEWHERE TO LIVE. MONEY? FOOD?? A FAMILY?? AN EDUCATION???! WHAT DO YOU MEAN SHE'S LEAVING!!! OKAY BYE I GUESS!!! D: concern!!!

-the next ep opens with skulker chasing a ghost down. ...does skulker count as a ghost hunter in the way valerie and danny do? I mean, sure, he hunts the good guys too, but he. he hunts ghosts...also, we haven't seen his Real Form since his debut episode! tiny...

-the guys in white are back! ngl, I assumed they were a gag for that one episode. you're telling me they might actually be a threat? ok.

-valerie in her lil nasty burger uniform looks so cute!! glad shes not in that mascot uniform this time. I guess she stopped hiding that she's working there now?

-gregor having white hair, dressed in black and white...and green eyes...sam has a Type, I guess.

-danny being unnecessarily hostile about gregor. danny!!! hes been nice so far. he looks a little...tall to be 14, but. danny doesnt know anything about him! (he does Suspect, but...you cant just spy on people and be rude to them from a hunch.) also, gregor kissed her, and when she freaked out, he was like 'oh no!! sorry, we can take it slow! I understand!' which was NICE. I hate jealousy plots still tho.

-altho. umm. tucker, being concerned about danny spying on them??? SAM AND YOU WERE SPYING ON DANNY AND VALERIE A FEW EPISODES AGO!!!!! im not saying its RIGHT, but dont be a hypocrite!!! AND THEN SAM BEING MAD ABOUT IT, TOO.

-DANNY IS A 7 ON THE SCALE OF ECTOPLASMIC POWER!!! out of 10? so I want to know where the other ghosts rank...I mean it's a list from the guys in white, so, it may not even be accurate, like, they havent seen ALL of his powers, have they?

-Lancer being like 'im not cooperating with the FEDS' until they said they could access his tax records. they already did that joke with jack, but like, its still funny. kings of tax evasion.

-tucker's aggressive third-wheeling. but gregor being super into it. gregor/tucker is the real ship here. then gregor kissing danny on both cheeks after hugging him. bi poly king gregor. (he does turn out to be a liar with a phoney accent. unsurprising, BUT THE CONCEPT OF HIM BEING GENUINE AND THEM ALL DATING IS FUN)

-THE...GUYS IN WHITE THINKING GREGOR IS DANNY PHANTOM. LMAOOO. GET HIS ASS. or,, Elliot. lmfao

-sam saying tucker is part of the package because theyre friends was super sweet <3 but also 'part of the package'...polyships are obviously the solution to these dumb jealousy/love triangle plots.

-danny crashed a whole plane. the collateral damage...

-is he....

-you know....

.... (ITS NOT GAY IF YOU'RE DOING IT TO PRETEND TO BE SOMEONE YOU'RE NOT, AND LIE TO A GIRL. RIGHT? he was getting a little too into pretending to enjoy tucker's company, and the above...c'mon, guy.)

-lmao, freakshow is in actual prison. I didn't expect a follow up, or for him to show back up! in the finale of this season, too!

-THE SICK TATTOO GHOST IS NAMED LYDIA!!! more Lore On her. freakshow seemed genuinely concerned about her. also, is she mute? I don't think she talked the first time we saw her, either. and we didn't know freakshow 'envied' ghosts, either, the first time, we just knew he was controlling them. interesting!

-...they literally stole the infinity gauntlet from marvel and called it the reality gauntlet. is that legal. what the fuck. even with the gems in the lil slots, having different powers...they had freakshow in jail, but didnt check his pockets??! hes just still in his lil outfit??? what kind of ...oh, its in amity park. yeah, all of the adults are idiots, okay, sure.

-'freakshow!' 'in the anemic flesh!' dude take some iron pills then. also, sure, the red eyes could be contacts for his aesthetic, but the whites of his eyes are yellow! does he have jaundice?! he severely needs more...like, every kind of vitamin. (this is what im worried about as freakshow attacks danny with giant robots)

-again, goth circus is a sick theme, and I love his goth train.

-oh FUCK every single person saw danny transform. on a stage. including his parents via TV. oh god. the guys in white and immediately like 'youre coming in for experiments!' SCARY. at least the crowd is willing to help him to escape...perks of now being a local celeb! even the kids at school are accepting :) this is what, the third time his family has found out? its always been an alt timeline tho. and danny fully intending to just rewrite things again instead of...I dunno, trying to roll with it this time? hes really worried his family won't accept him, huh...

-'maybe our son IS THE GHOST BOY, but its not as if our family's ghostly activities have EVER PUT YOUR FAMILIES IN DANGER' maddie. mmmmmmmmmmmm. okay.

-danny 100% prepared to run away from home because of this :( oh :( and saying his parents are 'looking for him, or a scalpel to dissect him with' ouch...

-THE GUYS IN WHITE TRYING TO ARREST A 14 YEAR OLD. fuck da feds.

-side note (another one about voice actors...) freakshow's voice actor, Jon Cryer, was lex luthor in pretty much every DC tv show, which is why I recognized his voice, because my dad loves those shows so I've seen a good bit of them without seeking them out...)

-the old man saying 'hey, i still had minutes left!' and danny saying 'you gotta watch those roaming charges!' about danny destroying the people in the diner's phones so no one could report seeing him...would kids today understand these things. can you even BUY minutes anymore...I remember my first phone being a flip phone, and the fact I always had minutes when my sister ran out super fast, because I didnt have friends calling or texting me like she did...:/

-the fentons being genuinely like 'why didnt danny trust us and tell us this, we love him :(' and JAZZ LAYING INTO THEM WITH THE 'DISSECTION/MOLECULE BY MOLECULE' LINES. LITERALLLLY. they need to apologize

-technically, lydias stronger than you! -jazz lesbianism moments! when did you even learn her name!!! but also get freakshows ass. lydia is also cooler looking. looove her design sm still.

-jazz psychoanalyzing freakshow... (also, her also having ghost envy? au where jazz is a ghost!! id like to see it)

-im glad the kids still got to go to their respective vacation things, even if they cant really stick around and enjoy them much...

-furry: confirmed. (also tucker calling her hot. tucker is a furry confirmed)

-danny being mad someone at the comic con is selling comics of him without permission, lmfao. give him his royalties!

-freakshow > thanos because hes a drama clown and does use his gauntlet to be FLASHY AND DRAMATIC.

-jazz's 'USE PYSCOLOGY' to danny about freakshow LMAOO. AND THEN IT WORKING. but, oh, freakshow's ghost form sucks. I like him as a clown better tbh. good thing danny took away his ghost powers!

-his parents hugging him and saying theyre proud :"( and saying 'of course you lied to us, we never gave you a reason not to!' and saying they were in the wrong basically for always talking about hurting ghosts aaaa :""(

-then he WIPED THEIR MEMORIES AGAIN!!! FUCK. I can understand him wiping the goverments/student bodies' memories, but why his parents?? they were being accepting!! ARGHHH. season 3 couldve been them all trying to adjust to them knowing!

-I know, on a meta level the showrunners probably wanted to just reset things to the status quo of him having a secret identity. But. We've been doing that for (2) seasons, I'd love if season 3 could be like, his parents adjusting to this and trying way harder to learn more and accept it (and the shenanigans that could come from that) and for fun, if he didn't wipe the students memories, it could be him being popular for a while, then everyone slowly realizing, oh, he's still Danny. Like. he might have ghost powers but hes Just The Same Guy instead of putting him on a pedestal (and seeing them all try and help him hide it from the giw/people who don't know!!)

-fuck they didn't even explain WHY he wiped everyone except sam, tucker and jazz's memories. he just Did It right when his parents were saying they loved/accepted him!! and sam and tucker didnt question it at all!!! HELLO??? very annoyed about this turn of events.

-anyway. onto season 3! I know its shorter than the first two seasons, and is the last season... I might just do it in 2 bursts if I can... :3c depends on the episodes' content and how much I want to say about each!

[wienerbarnes]

Whatever It Takes (6/6)

Pairing: Bucky x Doctor!Reader

Word Count: 1,174

Prompt: Doctor AU

Warnings: SMUT! 18+ YOU HAVE BEEN WARNEDDDDD

A/N: sorry im late AGAIN but i had to end it with a bang ya know (get it bang bc its smut) anyway! just wanted to quickly thank @sgtjbuccky and @jaamesbbarnes for hosting this challenge! im so so so glad i could participate! also thank you to everyone who left comments and came in my inbox and asked to be tagged! it really does mean a lot! i hope everyone enjoyed my first series and enjoys the smut that follows the keep reading ;)

SERIES MASTERLIST

6 months later

…

Light, feathery kisses from wake you from your slumber. A soft, yellow light pours in from your apartment window and - are those birds chirping you hear outside?

Soft lips pepper themselves around your ear, trailing down your neck and traveling past your shoulder blade, leaving goosebumps in their wake.

“Mmmmm�� Bucky…” You sleepily breathe out. Although you appreciate this - lovin’ - you would like to sleep an extra hour or so.

“Good morning, my love.” You hear whispered back, the deep, raspy, sexy voice coming from near your lower back. You almost regret sleeping on your stomach; too much easy access for mornings like these where he’s feeling frisky. Almost.

“I wanna sleep some more before I have to - uh - oh!.. Go to, uh, work… Bucky…”

You can’t help but let out an airy moan as Bucky’s lips disappear underneath the blanket, planting kisses around your butt cheeks, large, rough hands squeezing tight at your hips and the extra fat around them and your thighs. A wet tongue leaves a long stripe in between and your legs shake involuntarily.

“Mmmmm, baby tastes so good,” Bucky groans, his voice muffled by, well, you.

You don’t respond, choosing more gasps and loving sighs as a response instead.

Bucky’s tongue continues to lick stripes, circles, and figure-eights around both of your holes; wet from his saliva and your own slick and warm from the blankets throughout the night. His hands move a tad lower to wrap entirely around the backs of your thighs to spread them farther, pushing your right knee forward and up to give him better access to your delicious heat.

A tight coil already begins to form in between your legs, the his hands grip onto your thighs tightly, moving every once in a while to give your ass a firm squeeze; you feel the mix of his spit and your wetness drip down between your lips and onto the comforter below you and it only makes you hotter.

You let out a long and throaty moan as Bucky sneaks his tongue into you, loosening you up and preparing you for what is to come next. Not that you’re complaining.  

“Yes, Bucky, right there, don’t stop -“

Bucky moans at the sound of your noises and it shoots through your body like a bullet. You feel his tongue leave you but get replaced by his middle finger. You can’t control yourself and squeeze tight around his thick finger as your climax overcomes you, goosebumps exploding across your body as your eyes roll back.

Your body begins to come down from its high and Bucky lets out a cocky chuckle - no pun intended - as his rises a bit and plants a small slap to your right butt cheek. He pulls the blanket that’s left covering the bottom half of your legs and tosses it aside to expose you to him completely.

He grabs you gently by the hips and coaxes your body to flip onto your back, chest still heaving a bit trying to catch your breath. Still lying flat, Bucky twists your legs so they fold over to the side and sticks is own fingers in his mouth, wetting them, before sliding them back in you.

You let out a shaky moan as he continues to finger you, deeper and faster each time his thrusts in, with no shame. You peek down to see his cock standing proud, tip shiny and sticking against the top of your thigh. His chest and neck are stained a reddish-pink from his earlier promiscuous activities and probably from pleasing you under the blanket for so long. His jaw is loose as his mouth hangs open in the slightest, brows crawling closer and closer together as you clench around him tighter and tighter.

He waits until your climax is close again before slipping his fingers out and slipping himself back in their place. You both let out an equally loud and long moan as the feeling of finally being intertwined. Bucky hikes his right knee up a bit farther on the bed and his drops to his elbows to lean closer to you, body still pounding into you. Sweat quickly gathers between your bodies, making the whole situation unbelievably hotter and slicker.

“Oh, baby… Feel so good around me… Squeezing me nice and tight while I get you in all the right places… Huh? You like that? Like when I love you like this? Oh yes…” His husky voice huffs in your neck, whimpers falling past his lips in between his filthy sentences.

“Please, please, don’t stop - don’t stop, unf!” You can barely form thoughts as Bucky lifts his left arm off the bed to lift you thigh higher, hitting you in places deep within your body, places you didn’t even know existed.

“You beggin’?” Bucky teases, slowing down to frustrate you.

“I’ll die before I beg for anything from a man- ah!” You let out a yelp as Bucky roughly flips you back over onto your stomach and slams into you once more.

Your shrieks and pleas and Bucky’s groans and breath hitches fill the room along with the stark sound of skin slapping against skin. Quite the morning soundtrack.

A smooth metal hand slides up your back to rest on the back of your head to push your face deeper into the pillow and his hips ram faster and faster, slick spilling from where his meets your hole and wetness coating his cock and your thighs. Bucky’s right hand grips your waist tighter as you feel him pulse inside you; he’s close and he’s trying to get you to where he is. Luckily, it won’t take much.

It’s when you feel metal fingers appear around your clit, rubbing fast and hard over and over and over the little nub, that you let out a scream and your body freezes up with your second climax of the morning. Bucky lets go himself at the feeling of your soft walls constricting him nice and tight, providing the perfect place for his warm, sticky cum.

He slowly pulls out of you and you both let out a love-filled sigh as you bask in the glory of amazing morning sex. Another sigh escapes you as you feel Bucky’s fingers rub around your sensitive hole, making sure the cum doesn’t pour out. You let out a girlish giggle as endorphins flood your body and you turn over on your side to face Bucky, who has now flopped himself next to you on his back.

“Wanna get some breakfast before I go in for work?” You ask, propping yourself up on his chest and body glowing with sweat as Bucky stares back at you with hearts in his eyes.

“Breakfast? I already had breakfast this morning, silly,” Bucky cheekily boops a finger on your nose before standing and pulling a pair of boxers off the floor and sliding them on.

“But I’d be delighted to make you anything you want, sweet stuff.”

TAG LIST: @thewritingdoll @angel-fire @hannie-writes-marvel @gagmebucky @unicorniorosacomefrutillas @creepylittlemarvelgirl @spiderrpcrker @mywinterwolf @free-as-fishes @auskitty @som3thingcr3ative

[nofliight]

THE POSITIVE & NEGATIVE; Mun & Muse - Meme.

fill out & repost ♥ This meme definitely favors canons more, but I hope OC’s still can make it somehow work with their own lore, and lil’ fandom of friends & mutuals. Multi-Muses pick the muse you are the most invested in atm.

tagged by: stole it from @sternenteile​ and honestly others tbh tagging: TAKE

my muse is:  canon / oc / au / canon-divergent / fandomless / complicated

Is your character popular in the fandom? YES / NO. [ for better or for worse, he’s THE face of kid icarus, after all. he’s a dork and funny and likeable and even if the fandom tends to get him WRONG (thanks smash bros) there’s no denying his popularity ]

Is your character considered hot™ in the fandom?  YES / NO / IDK. [ i don’t??? think so??? most people are too busy talking about how they think he’s like 5 ]

Is your character considered strong in the fandom?  YES / NO / IDK. [ EVEN THE FANDOM AIN’T GONNA MESS THIS UP. MAN FIGHTS GODS. CALL THAT WEAK. ]

Are they underrated?  YES / NO / IDK. [ make no mistake - pit’s got fans and plenty of them but he’s so MISTREATED by the fandom. his character is a lot more complex than he gets credit for and smash bros in particular is a big reason people think he’s just Big Dumb Baby Man ]

Were they relevant for the main story?  YES / NO. [ HE’S THE MAIN CHARACTER, THE CENTRAL FIGURE UPON WHOM THE NARRATIVE IS STRUCTURED AROUND, YEAH HE’S PRETTY RELEVANT. Uprising is literally made to tell the story of a war exclusively through the perspective of a single side and Pit (and Palutena) are the EMBODIMENT of that whole side. ]

Were they relevant for the main character? YES / NO / THEY’RE THE PROTAG. [ and a perfect one at that. he’s literally a perfect protagonist don’t tell me i’m wrong cause i’m not ]

Are they widely known in their world? YES / NO. [ pit is beloved by humans... and mocked by the Gods. seen by most as a spineless extension of palutena’s will, most “respect” of any variety goes to palutena while he gets treated as a joke 99% of the time... and it’s not like Palutena gets too much respect either ]

How’s their reputation?  GOOD / BAD / NEUTRAL. (????) [ Uhhhhhh... it’s an odd one. Short answer is that Pit’s a good samaritan who’s done a lot of good BUT most of the gods think protecting humanity is a Folly and a Joke and that Pit’s just a pawn of Palutena’s and while the humans do hold a lot of respect for him, uh............. let’s just say, some humans on the surface have reasons not to be too happy with him. ]

How strictly do you follow canon?  —  about as much as I need to to respect one of my favorite video games of all time. while kid icarus uprising is a comedic game most of the way through it has a lot more nuance and depth to itself, its world, and its characters than one can see at first glance, even after a full playthrough. if you let yourself get invested in the characters, take a closer look at the dialogue it provides, and acknowledge the central, core storytelling message of the game for what it is, there’s a lot more to pull out than one would think. that being said, it’s still a comedic video game and one that I think could use some more expansion. though the game is inconsistent there seems to be the consensus that pit is like a child and I’m not into that, mine’s a bit more showing in his cynical and snarky side after all he’s been through and overall there’s a lot of expansion on the base while building it into something unique.

SELL YOUR MUSE! Aka try to list everything, which makes your muse interesting in your opinion to make them spicy for your mutuals.  —  imagine your typical bootstrapped anime protagonist. someone who, when younger, was a runt who couldn’t meet the expectations of others, was looked down on, and found himself crushed and hurt and near-killed by a great tragedy that he was forced to claw his way out of to make himself stronger. Now imagine all of that with a character who comes out still able to have a very real smile and ultimately comes out of it a self-assured, chipper goofball with a good heart. now put that together with all of the darkness and depth you would have expected to be there, but scattered realistically throughout the attitude of someone who does genuinely want to keep a positive attitude. someone who is sincerely an optimist who’s grown past his weaker days, but isn’t quite so simple as he’d like to believe. all of that combined with someone who can’t read, is willing to eat ice cream off the floor in times of duress, is extremely easy to fluster and can channel his goddess’ power to slay GODS? you got one strong man.

Now the OPPOSITE, list everything why your muse could not be so interesting (even if you may not agree, what does the fandom perhaps think?).  —  his positive attitude is what most people will see when speaking to him, because for what it’s worth, he’s not actively lying about his depth. he’s a cheerful, jovial man with a big smile and a love of the world around him - which is all well and good, but his depth is something you have to find, even if it is reasonably clear if you’re willing to look. he’s also portrayed as a bit unreasonably dumb at times, and though I personally justify the worst of it with proper explanations, I can understand reducing some of the value of the character in favor of seeing all of his Jokes

What inspired you to rp your muse?  —  i made my original pit blog, flightlesswarrior, on a total whim after playing kid icarus uprising. cute character, fun premise, why not? but over time, and with numerous plots I was able to take part in exploring the serious, not so serious, shipping, tragedy, and going back through the game to keep my muse rolling, it occurred to me more and more with time just how nuanced and interesting pit and co. really are. pit embodies many of the things i really, truly love in a protag, falling firmly on the side of good, having a heart of genuine gold, and having nuances and parts of his personality that are less than savory without making him seem like a contradiction. he’s got depth, he’s got story, there’s a lot to explore and flesh out... and he’s also just a nice, friendly guy who gets along well with others. plus, i’m drawn to dorks.

What keeps your inspiration going?  —  a) love for Kid Icarus: Uprising. a game that helped me gain a deeper and more insightful understanding of character development, subtle storytelling, optimism still tinged with legitimate and healthy cynicism, and overall something that changed my understanding of character development and storytelling forever. and b) spite. the fandom treats him like an idiot baby and smash DOES NOT help matters so i have to remind others that he is a veteran of a war, a socially inept loser with few real friends, and someone who’s kindness and optimism was shaped and molded by its hardships in a way that doesn’t require a near-breaking point or a reminder that “this guy could be evil you know” to show how someone can still keep a positive attitude in spite of all the shit life throws at him.

Some more personal questions for the mun.

Give your mutuals some insight about the way you are in some matters, which could lead them to get more comfortable with you or perhaps not.

Do you think you give your character justice?  YES / NO [ i’d like to think i have?? but i also acknowledge that he’s become something of his Own in some ways that do intentionally diverge from sakurai’s intentions. ultimately though, even though i may not play him completely true to text, i try to be as loyal as i can be to the spirit of the character. ]

Do you frequently write headcanons?  YES / NO / SORT OF? [ when i can!! but??? the problem is my mind really, really likes to reiterate the Same Damn Points i have to make with characters that draws me to them - and you know, writing the same hcs over and over is generally considered poor form?? ngl i also prefer to let the writing do the talking unless it’s something that’s not gonna show so 90% of the time pit’s open enough that all but the darker sides of his mind are lain out before you. ]

Do you sometimes write drabbles?  YES / NO [ maybe??? once or tWICE???? but i need to write more ]

Do you think a lot about your Muse during the day? YES / NO [ I REALLY DO, HOO MAMA. i have a lot of thoughts about him, his depth, potential relationships, goofy thoughts, more serious fanfic ideas im never gonna write and don’t get me started on how many SHIPS i have to think about for him ]

Are you confident in your portrayal? YES / NO [ my portrayal is made out of spite for portrayals in the fandom and some supplementary material that gets him wrong - it’s kinda hard to do that without the confidence ]

Are you confident in your writing?  YES / NO / ??? [ it’s uhh........ complicated??? i don’t think writing is my expertise, tbh. but it is the best way i have to show the passion i have for characters, by putting their nuances into actions, by allowing them to shine from who they are their core, by exploring relationships and scenarios and struggles and hope and everything that can flesh a character out. whether or not i’m a good writer is something i’m still sorting out - but i’m proud of my ability to develop a character, and to that end i feel like i’m doing fine ]

Are you a sensitive person?  YES / NO. / SORTA. [ on one hand......... very. i have a tendency to overthink everything i do and look back at moments i made an ass of myself that keep haunting me throughout my day - they haunt me. i only have two fears: what my immediate friend group thinks of me and the crushing existential weight of worrying one day i’m gonna ruin everything i am SOFT. that being said, i’m also hardheaded and stubborn and i’m not afraid to go off on someone i don’t have much respect for if it comes down to it. i’m easy to anger when it comes down to it you know i guess that proves the point huh i’m not stonefaced at all ]

Do you accept criticism well about your portrayal?  —  i try to? it’s a bit touchy for me I admit just because I do take portrayals and try to make them my own, but i am willing to listen if someone has any points they’d like to make that i haven’t acknowledged properly. if criticism IS had, lemme know, i do wanna hear it!

Do you like questions, which help you explore your character?  —   Y  E  S

If someone disagrees to a headcanon of yours, do you want to know why?  —  not that everyone who disagrees with my opinions has to explain themselves of course, but i do sincerely like the chance to learn if something i’m doing doesn’t quite feel right. even if it’s one-sided and i’ll come to disagree, i’m happy to listen! even if i don’t agree with the disagreement head-on, i like to keep them in mind and see what i can shift around to acknowledge them if necessary

If someone disagrees with your portrayal, how would you take it?  — neutral?? i mean don’t be mean about it, but if you just think my pit doesn’t seem right or it doesn’t click right with your muse i’m not gonna throw a fit about it. everyone’s allowed to view a character in their own way - and even if i may get salty about those who oversimplify him, it IS anyone’s right to view him how they will.

If someone really hates your character, how do you take it?  — agree to disagree tbh. i can’t pretend it wouldn’t disappoint me, but it’s not like, worth ending a friendship over or anything. everyone’s got their own viewpoints to run on

Are you okay with people pointing out your grammatical errors?  —  sure, within reason! i take pride in my grammar but i know that with my fast typing and often running on only a few hours of sleep some problems do slip in through the cracks. while i generally either catch them or just Die with them i’m all ears if i mess up

Do you think you are easy going as a mun?   —  uhhhhhhhhhh well i’m?? kind of a socially anxious mess honestly which DOES make being easy going a bit difficult BUT i do try and be friendly and sociable as i....... can. i’m too scared to talk to people and CAN say some dumb things but i’m not a hardass or anything!! i like to talk and Yell and shitpost and pretty much do anything but write tbh DHFLKSJDF

[lysung]

Wabi-sabi (part 1)

Genre: angst, fluff (in the upcoming chapters :))

Pairing: Minsung (Jisung + Minho)

Words: 2,750

Summary: Wabi-sabi means imperfect or incomplete beauty. This is a central concept in Japanese aesthetics, which comes from Buddhist teachings on the transient nature of life. A pot with uneven edges is more beautiful than a perfectly smooth one, because it reminds us that life is not perfect.

Han Jisung and Lee Minho are two average high schoolers who have differences in common; two of them are being from the other high schoolers are being a part from the LGBT community and too thoughtful in an unhealthy way, besides many other things society would see as "flaws". After accidentally knowing each other through Twitter, they eventually became best friends but both of them still had colorless and monotone lives outside internet, until that, someday, one of them is about to get beaten up for being LGBT and the other one defends a random guy from getting beaten up by one of his best friends.

Warnings: bullying, homophobia, depressive thoughts

A/N: hello! i'm alexis and this is my first au :) i know this blog is supposed to be a fluff imagines blog, but i've been feeling like writing some ansgt lately. i hope y'all don't mind it ^^ i've worked hard on this since it's my arts homework as well, so i didn't have all the time to write this, but i did write it on my pace and, honestly, im still a bit unconfident about this one. if this gets a great reaction, i will definitely continue this asap ❤️ i hope you enjoy and please leave a heart and/or reblog, it would help me a lot and make my day 💕

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Legend says that, as soon as you’re born, you get a red string tied to your finger, connecting you to someone you’re destined to meet, regardless of time, place or circumstance. The string may stretch or tangle but it will never break.

Han Jisung always found the Universe majestic but crazy at the same time. Isn’t it weird how everything happen as it wills? Or, maybe, would it be They? Who is in control of the universe, if there’s someone with such power? Would they be God? But who is God, actually? Is there someone above God? — This kind of thought dominated the teenager’s mind every once in a while and, when it did, it would always keep him up at night. The thought of living his own life but, actually, being controlled by a divine existence, would scare him sometimes.

But, the thing is: the Universe, be it "it" or "they", never did anything out of the blue. Everything happens for a reason; whether if we trip or fall, cry out of pain or laughter, fake or genuinely smile, nothing happens “just because”. And we live to grow up as individuals and learn each and every lesson “it” has to teach us, even the small and silly ones.

Laid down on his bed, Jisung, who strongly believed in such legends, turned off his phone and stared at his dark-ish room’s ceiling, slightly bright thanks to the street lights outside.

These thoughts were, once again, haunting him. All he could do was wonder 3 things: What is he supposed to learn? Why? And, specially, who is going to help him?

These thoughts were soon replaced by self depreciative ones as soon as he looked through the window and noticed the sun rising. He would soon have to be up to get ready for another monotone day of school. He turned around, his back facing the windows, closed his eyes and, one more time, tried to fall asleep. But, as time passed, his thoughts wouldn’t go away; neither his usual philosophical thoughts or the self depreciative ones. There were hundreds of voices screaming in his head – some were calling him, some sounded mad, you would be afraid if you could hear them too. And when he least expected, his alarm ranged, meaning not only it was time for him to get ready for school, but also that he lost another fight to his strong mind.

Later that morning, during class change, he noticed 3 of his seniors in the other side of the corridor. Changbin, Hyunjin and Felix were staring at him and laughing out loud; he tried to ignore them and got his material for Math class. Walking to his classroom carefully, trying his best to avoid them, but they eventually came to him and Changbin pinned him to the nearest locker.

"Where are you trying to go, you shameless fag?" Changbin, their "leader", said to his face in provocation.

"Leave me alone, Changbin. Mind your own busin-" The younger tried to say and break free from his strong grip, but failed and was cutted out by Changbin.

"What are you gonna do? Are you gonna run away? Huh?" The oldest said, the provocation never leaving his tone.

Jisung was speechless. The small anxious boy didn't know what to do — should he fight back? Say something mean to them? Run away? He was totally alone and lost; there was nothing he could do.

"What is going on in here?" A high-pitched voice echoed through the, now, empty corridor, and, right next to them was the school's principal, looking pissed off as usual.

"Oh, nothing, Mrs. Kang! I was just... just... asking him how he'll go back home after school, so that I would know if I should take him home or not, hehe! I love this guy, Mrs. Kang. You have no idea how much I lo-"

"Detention. The 4 of you. And, Mr Seo, I'll let you go this time but, if you ever try to lie to me again, it's detention for a whole week. No buts." Mrs. Kang said and left, cutting Changbin's excuse off and getting a sigh from each of them in response.

"Listen up." To turn back to Jisung was the first thing Changbin did as soon as Mrs. Kang left. "I will get you and teach you how to behave like a real man, annoying faggot. Wait for it." Changbin threatened again, looking deep in Jisung's eyes and left. He watched their figures get smaller as they walked through the long corridor, fear and regret as evident in his eyes than never. Changbin had something in his eyes that made Jisung even more confused and lost.

As soon as the group had finally disappeared, Jisung bursted to the school's restroom without looking back, not being able to hold back the tears. Poor boy wouldn't make it to Math today and he was very aware of it.

This was just a tiny bit of Jisung's daily life, but it always shattered his heart in a billion pieces. He wondered, how can people be this heartless? Why are people like this to people like him, who were just born "different"? What's so wrong in being different? In being yourself? In loving someone, not minding their gender identity? What did Jisung do to deserve to live in such a inhumane society?

What did people like him did for the universe to punish them like this? What did they do to deserve such pain?

Jisung eventually lost his hope on society and hated his mind even more for being so cruel to him. All these voices calling him out, calling him names and saying stupid things would never shut up. How great would it be if he had somewhere to scream freely, without fearing to be heard...

As he walked through a dark path in life, it only seemed to get darker. He tried his best to run away, but something was stronger than him, pulling him further into the endless darkness, regardless of how much he fighted back, until he couldn't fight anymore. That's when he gave up.

After two hours spent locked in the bathroom, including some time to calm down a little bit and reduce the swelling in his eyes at least a little bit, he finally left the restroom and safely got his stuff and went to his classroom, lowering his head to hide his swollen eyes.

And this is how Jisung spent the rest of his time at school: hiding himself from everyone, specially his eyes. No one should see his eyes, or else he would be bombarded with questions and feel even worse with people pretenting to be concerned.

When he was finally back home, his safe place, the first things he's done was locking himself in his room and throwing himself on his bed. It was a way too long day for Jisung and all he wanted was to sleep forever.

Hence he couldn't sleep, he unlocked his phone and tried to look for a calm and soothing song to sleep when he received a message from one of his favorite people ever: Lee Minho, a friend he knew through Twitter. They were like best friends; sending memes, using matching icons, tagging each other in random "love yourself" tweets and even writing sweet things to the other, just to remind them that they are loved and appreciated. It was the kind of friendship people either envy or ship. They would never stop talking to each other and Jisung would never find the exact words that can express all his gratitute for having such an amazing person in his life.

"hey, how was school today? did those dumbasses disturb you again?" Minho asked him in the most "Minho" way as always. Jisung's heart always skipped a beat whenever he would receive a message from him - he's one of the few people who actually worry about him and he loved this feeling.

"it actually sucked as always, but there's not much I can do about it anyways. and yeah, they did, that's why :(" Jisung replied, trying hard not to remind of what happened earlier.

"wait right there bub, i'll brb i will get some tickets to go to your city and kick some asses to mars" Jisung smiled at his reply. Ever since they talked for the first time, Minho's personality amazed Jisung. They were completely opposites, and that was the fun part - their differences made everything perfect.

Minho was, unfortunately, the only person Jisung told about Changbin and his "crew". He just couldn't gather the courage to tell anyone but him, blind by scenarios of his family's possible reactions.

"you're so weird" "i love you so much" Jisung replied and smiled as wide as he could. This kind of reply between them would be pretty common. Now, the question is: is it really a joke or not? Did they mean it, or not? They never even thought about saying this, but it obviously made both of their hearts best crazily fast.

"now that's a lie because i love you more" and tons of heart emojis and memes were shared.

They were each other's happiness, home, a safe place. It was incredible how each message would melt both their hearts. Happiness was endless whenever they would talk. "If only universe could make us live near...", Jisung said to himself. He just wanted to hold tight this bright light that had been brightening up the path Jisung was going through.

"hey, I didn't go to school today so i kept on reading about random facts and found out about a japanese legend that says that two people who are destined to meet are connected by a string tied to their hands and i thought of you" "you said you really like legends like this, so i was wondering if you knew about this one..." Jisung's cheeks began to hurt for smiling for so long. Minho makes him feel so loved, which is a feeling he's still not used to, but he wish he could feel all this in person.

"you're so adorable :( and yes i do know this one, it's one of my favorites!" "i wonder who's on the other side of my string..."

"if you're not gonna be on the other side of my red string then what's the point."

"i love you. i wish i could say this in person."

"i love you too bub and that's fine. some day this will happen, okay? we can and will make it happen. promise?"

"promise."

(...)

It was time for another monotone day at school. He would always know what was going to happen because it's been like this for a while now: he goes to school, sleeps in class, is bullyied, sometimes sleeps a bit longer and then, go back home. It's like he's stuck in a viscious loop - in the end of the day, he would always come back home with a sad expression in his face but he couldn't change this.

At school, waiting for biology class to begin, Jisung decides to try talking to someone. If he wants to stop avoiding people, he should be able to have short conversations with anyone. While talking to this girl who sits beside him about a test they would have later that day, a group of boys sat next to him and started to talk in a much higher tone. Jisung couldn't see their faces before they sat, but it was, surely, Changbin as his crew. Soon they started "talking" about gays and how they are ridiculous. Nice. What a beautiful place with sympathetic people, yay. Poor boy could barely focus in class because of all the noise they were making.

As his class ended and he was about to get his materials for his upcoming biology class, the same group of boys pinned Jisung just like the day before. He was shaking; it was happening one more time and he still didn't know what to do. Shaking under his breath, he didn't say or do anything. He wouldn't dare.

"Hello fairy, we're back." This was enough for Jisung to want to disappear. No, not these feelings again...

"H-hey... b-b-back for w-what?" Jisung asked, stuttering, in deep hopes it wasn't about what he thought.

"I told you we we would teach you how to be a real man, didn't I? And we'll do it now. You'll thank us later when you finally understand what being normal is." Changbin said, clearly trying to scare Jisung even more but, unfortunately, he couldn't get anymore scared. He could barely move or speak. He definitely gave up when he saw Changbin's fist in the air, getting ready to punch him, but another yell from the other side was calling for Changbin this time. His attention was divided between Jisung and the mysterious guy.

"What are you even trying to do?" The guy asked, trying to separate Jisung from them.

"N-no, it's not like that, I swear-"

"What is this supposed to be, then? I saw what I saw, and heard what I heard. So, you're gonna teach him how to 'act like a real man'? Because of what, he's gay?"

"Minho, what are you doing?" Changbin tried to reach him and grab his arms, just like how they would do when they were children, but, this time, Minho wasn't feeling like it. He completely understood what was going on and something must be done about it. He wasn't going to keep anything to himself in such moment, even if the one he's confronting is one of his best friends.

"First of all, he is a man. He's not 'less manly' than you, just because he like boys. Love is normal. Don't you even dare try to say it is not normal, or a sin, or whatever excuse you want to give." Minho kept on yelling and pushing Changbin and his other friends. It did hurt him inside, but he wouldn't stop. "You believe in God, right? Well, God wants you to respect His children as who they are. Also, stop acting as if 'gay cure' exist. You think beating a gay up will 'cure' him, huh? Well, this is not and will never be the right option, Changbin. He's done nothing wrong and there's nothing to be cured. You are the one who should learn to be a man. I thought you had finally understood me when we had that talk, maybe you really weren't paying attention at all, apparently. I can't with all this. You have absolutely 0 respect for people who aren't like you, and I won't stand this anymore. I can't do this. You will never change." At this point, there was a crowd watching Minho, their jaw dropped. He really thouched each of them deeply. Jisung could feel the pain and suffering in his voice. All he wanted to do was to hug him, if it means it would make Minho feel better, even if just for a while. He thought he is so brave for standing up for someone like Changbin because of a stupid dude he didn't even know. This is insane.

Maybe you can still have hope on this society, after all.

[vaguely-concerned]

I’m back! Temeraire Let’s Read:Tongues of Serpents

- Tharkay literally shows up at the beginning of the second sentence; STRONG start, I highly approve, great improvement on every level

fsdafhsadkjlfh cooly tossing tables and throwing people’s drinks in their faces in the bar brawl fkjsdhfksdalfhasdj this ain’t his first rodeo huh

- these dumbasses having to clean up from the bar brawl before going home so their dragons don’t go out there and demand to have a word with the dudes who bullied their lil boys... oh my  g o d 

- “it was true, if one wished to be very particular about such things, that laurence was a convicted felon”  t e m e r a i r e... ~*technicality schmechnicality*~ it was barely treason at all really  

also temeraire being in super protective mother hen/older brother mode over the eggs is perfect  

- Jane Rolands bluff, jovial letter writing is Everything

- “Have Temeraire throw him overboard,” Tharkay had suggested laconically, when Laurence had escaped to his quarters for a little relief and some piquet . . . “He can fish him out again later,” he added, as an afterthought.

A VISIONARY. An unmitigated joy. “Have Temeraire throw him overboard”. He says what we’re all thinking. 

- AAAAAAAAH MUTUAL FIRST NAME BASIS!!!! THIS IS NOT A DRILL WTF HAVE THEY BEEN DOING ON THIS TRIP TELL ME IN DETAIL WHEN THE SWITCH HAPPENED PLEASE (also I really like that the first instance we see is “But Tenzing, I cannot trust myself” b/c that was literally the whole point of that scene in VoE. laurence... yes you can. tfw your crush is the goodiest of twoshoes and can barely move for it and doesn’t even knoooow)

- y’know if Laurence could get over this thought that asking a direct question to a friend is just ~*intolerably rude*~ he could get so much shit done 

(I guess tharkay, clearly a follower of the rosa diaz school of ‘no one is ever going to know shit about me’, is like fuck yeah I’ve struck gold with this one)

- “So spake the pot” oh I do love Actually Pretty Chill Dad William Laurence finally letting the snark out more frequently, it suits him very much (I guess his main claims to fame in a lot of circles is a) treason and b) spoiling his dragon rotten)

- rankin’s name is mentioned and everyone’s like HIIISSSSSSSS and RIGHTLY SO FUCK THAT GUY JUSTICE FOR LEVITAS

- temeraire is talking to the egg about consent and saying he’ll make sure it won’t have to do anything it doesn’t want to fjklsadhfkaslhfsd my heart

- lol lol lol weeeell in hindsight who could’ve guessed captain and second in command of the dragon pirates would have a materialistic superficial kid huh

- . . . Granby said, with a look half affection and half exasperation oh granby baby still carrying that torch huh

- lol lol lol just the implication of sara maden and laurence silently tops up his drink and he’s like ‘cheers’ and they’re both quiet for a moment flskdfs 

if you think about it that must’ve been such a wild day in his life tho -- like first  Laurence furiously fires him for being gone at a crucial moment and then immediately unfires him when it turns out he’s been chasing a lead and being the only goddamn person really working on solving all their problems (as is his wont), then he finds out his ex is getting married and steadfastly pretends it doesn’t even bother him, lol what are feelings I heard only losers have them (extremely relatable -- I guess he must have known it was in the cards though, because he specifically tells Laurence at the beginning he didn’t intend to go back to Istanbul, so it’s been over for a while?) then they go on a life and death chase through the sewers, and THEN, before he knows it, after half a book of being kind of a mistrustful dick to him, Laurence does a 180° and is there offering eternal friendship with big soulful eyes after seeing him get upset one time and y’know I guess I see why that got to him lol 

- aw man I know it’s never going to happen but I am getting sort of wistful and teary-eyed over this pirate (cough cough I mean legally sanctioned privateer of course) AU that’s going entirely to waste

here are some tags I left on this superb piece of fanart: #I just got to the part where tharkay makes the suggestion and like... I know it's not happening #but what a shimmering tender mother of pearl dream to carry in one's heart lol #just a lil pirate family out there wrecking shit #temeraire would get wind of what the east india company actually does and they'd inevitably turn against them and fuck 'em up... *sigh* #fix it fic: the boys kiss and the east india company is stopped from committing further atrocities! all is well

so that’s basically my position on that

- “I’m sure there’s nothing too dangerous out there, in the fucking untamed Australian wilderness,” Temeraire said, tempting fate to a frankly anxiety-inducing extent 

- hell yeah demane is the only one with presence of mind to actually find some food; you go buddy <3

- my boy tharkay slinking off in the middle of the night without telling anyone and solving everyone’s problems... *dabs at eyes* just like old times

- oh wow rankin really is just a piece of shit in every way huh

- fhasdklhfsadfsad temeraire being like ‘I know tharkay is a strong independent human who is perfectly capable of making his own decisions and don’t need no dragon... but also he’s clearly one of my humans tho why is he riding on another dragon :(’ THE CUTEST SHIT

- temeraire silently dissing his dad over refusing to believe in ghosts ~*except*~ for the holy spirit adslfhaskjdlhfs

- demane taking in the strange little hatchling... im crey... he truly hits me straight in the heart every time

also laurence steadfastly Doing The Right Thing and following his convictions is so deeply healing after all that bullshit he went through in the last book... makes me feel all safe and calm inside haha

- actually when you think about it it’s so fucked up that they apparently just straight up murder dragons with birth defects in england as a matter of course b/c like. dragons come out of the egg fully sentient and capable of understanding what’s being said around them. kulingile literally understood every word they were saying as they discussed whether or not they should be KILLING HIM.  j e s u s  thank god for demane and laurence’s stubborn insistence on being good

- temeraire going straight from mother hen to extremely impatient and jealous older brother the moment an egg hatches never gets old. all these dumb little babies just complaining and stealing his crew ugh (HOW FUCKING CUTE is him deciding kulingile could be a scholar or something tho #dragon rights)

- “I wish,” Temeraire said to Laurence, “I do wish that other dragons were not always thinking me peculiar . . . it makes one doubtful.” BABY BOY NOOOO he’s just so sweet and he’s so secretly scared that laurence might resent him a little after the whole treason business and OW right in the parental heart that fucks me up

- Temeraire’s indignant “Oh!”s always soothe my soul it’s so adorable

- little emily roland yelling “damn you all for cowards!” after a bunch of grown men fleeing while she reloads her gun and takes aim again is incredible poetic cinema (and also demane joining her... I love the bond they’ve got going on in the background here)

- aw poor sipho :( at least he still has temeraire to nerd out with and stuff but that’s some difficult shit to process for a kid

kulingile bobbing around tethered to temeraire like a small balloon at a fair is such an image, what a blessing, temeraire’s exasperated brand of babysitting is so funny

- laurence being a Dad to the kids in his crew... mana from heaven

- YESSS they crossed the endless miles of DEADLY AUSTRALIAN WILDERNESS so laurence could be MORTIFIED as the emperor’s adopted son at a party this is the content I am here for

- hell yeah let’s play a round of pimp my captain!!!!!!!!!!

“And,” Laurence said. “And you are certain that this should be appropriate for the occasion; not, perhaps, excessive?” I can’t  b r e a t h e  he can’t even say shit because his dragon boi is so happy fsaldfjsldhfasjlh and then granby making fond fun of him what a beautiful cherry on top of this sweet sweet laurence being embarrassed sundae 

- william ‘I’m here to kick ass and describe menswear in fastidious detail and I’ve already kicked my own ass twice today’ laurence strikes again

- this description of the dragons sitting around squabbling as they watch shiny sparkly things is the most endearing few pages in modern literature do not @ me

- it’s kind of fucked up that the emperor of china is giving laurence more of the sort of warmth and validation a father should than his actual dad ever did lol. u did good curing the dragon plague, weird european adopted son I am proud of you

- every time temeraire is really upset about something my soul suffers a small wound

thank god he doesn’t actually know what opium is really used for most of the time yet (also I am obligated to divulge that I am entirely charmed by tharkay’s sardonic yet clear eyed cynicism on the issue, I cannot be anything but what I am and he hasn’t had enough proper page time in this half of the book so I will take what I can get)  

- ...I kind of just realized that I imagine the sea serpents basically as long-ass gyaradoses... OH NO

I will say I respect the ‘give no fucks’ vibe they give off -- it’s a real ‘we’re here to eat fish & party and if you try to get in our way we’re gonna have you as a snack’ mood and I cannot fault them for it

- iskierka is such a fuckboi it’s glorious 

- nOOOOOO tharkay is leaving again fuck ;_______; is his life just an endless procession of semi-unwillingly having to go back to istanbul again these days 

Temeraire did not see why Tharkay should have to go so far, only to deliver news; and particularly when he did not seem as though he wished to go, very much. DDDDDDDD: THIS SUCKS you know that when a) he’s letting it show and b) temeraire notices it that he is dragging his heels big time over this lol

‘there can be very little to call you back to this part of the world any time soon’ LAURENCE YOU 24 KARAT IDIOT YOU ARE HERE HE CAME TO AUSTRALIA FOR YOU ALREADY WHY ARE YOU LIKE THIS

all that said whenever I see a ‘Tenzing’ on the page my heart does a happy little dance. ah well now let’s settle in and wait for what horrible catastrophe will happen now that tharkay is gone... come back soon buddy

- ooooooooooooh that is so good, using the last chapter + epilogue to show how the... idk moral wound I guess laurence received victory of eagles has finally healed, that’s so reassuring. he just wants to do good things for good causes and can’t be badgered, cajoled, threatened or convinced to do anything less anymore and it’s all so sweet and well earned. that’s some good development through this book too, from ‘tenzing I cannot trust myself’ to this. excellent stuff

- while I did quite enjoy this book for the character moments it is incredibly weirdly structured? like the beginning drags a bit with the quite uninteresting colony politics and stuff but then they’re finally travelling and then... nothing really happens plot wise before the sea serpents freak the fuck out at the end there lol. I’m mostly a character-oriented reader tho so I’m pretty fine with it.

ETA: actually now that I think about it I’d say that my biggest gripe with this book is that it doesn’t engage at all with the perspective of the native australian people? even though one of the dragons settles down with one group? god knows it’s not like there was no time to dive into it, considering all that time spent in the fucking wilderness lol

we’re going to the inca empire next tho apparently fuck YEAH!!! that’s such an underexplored and extremely interesting part of history, my body is Ready

[ryncorrect]

university!au: day6 wonpil

first of all i will definitely do poorly on this because,,, you know,,,,, he’s so precious and i don’t think my words can do it justice ksbdjshs i wanna make the sweetest scenario for him

but i suck at sweet stuffs smh bye

name: kim wonpil

major: modeling (i still cant believe this is an actual major im living under a rock smh)

other activities: member of music club, keyboardist and main singer of the university band

jae calls him “the backbone” of the music club because wonpil participates in all club events, he always takes part in weekly activities, and he actively finds new recruits

jae on the other side pops up once in a blue moon to play guitar, do shit, then disappears

don’t worry ever since jae starts dating the newest member who happens to be wonpil’s bestie he’s more active now

honestly more than half of their club members joined because wonpil made them to

he’s persuasive and convincing okay you would end up eating rocks if he told you it’s good for health

but he’ll never do that ever bc he speaks no lies okay he’s like the sweetest person in the earth

he’ll cry by the sight of cute puppies, do i have to explain further

wonpil was nominated as the club president but the other candidate park sungjin who’s also his roommate beat him by one vote

well he prefers to be just regular member anyway, that way he can still do a lot of things for the club but with less responsibilities

you see he’s really nice, he’s caring, he’s hardworking, he’s confident, he knows how to present himself and he’s hella attractive

he’s taking modeling as his major do i make myself clear

everyone LOVES wonpil

and i mean sometimes it’s just not only a platonic love but like an “i will give you my heart and soul please marry me” love

too bad he’s oblivious af

someone: i,, i like you wonpil,,,, d-do you like me too?

wonpil: of course!!! you’re my friend!!!!!!!!!

someone: ….oh ok

accidental friendzone

but you know he doesnt actually mean to do that, he just doesn’t think anyone likes him like that

moreover he already has someone in mind

aka the coffee shop girl

aka Y O U

yeah hello guys i am: still lame

the first time he met you was on exams week

everyone was busy and stressed af and running on almost no sleep

except maybe wonpil

not because he was fully prepared but more like he forgot exams week was coming until the day before so he just decided to wing it lol whatevs

anyway his roommate aka sungjin asked him if he could go buy him a double shot espresso so wonpil did

he rarely visits coffee shops tbh and when he does he always orders vanilla latte with extra syrup for himself

wonpil seems to be that kinda person who tries to enjoy coffee but can’t handle the bitter taste its so frickin cute and trust me you think so too

so anywayyyy yeah he never saw you, aka the new barista, before

it was ur first work day as well btw and he was ur first customer

he didn’t know why but watching you being nervous made him nervous too

just imagine a stuttering costumer and a stuttering barista

everyone watched you two with anxiety

but even when wonpil was a nervous wreck he didn’t forget to smile and before leaving he said to you, “thanks, have a great day!!!!!!!!!!!”

honest to god it made your whole day better

anyway let’s move on to the second meeting

he comes back and this time he orders a vanilla latte, but being the clumsy ass that you are, you slightly confused his order

he receives his coffee and takes a sip and he freezes

you ask whats wrong and he’s like,, uh nothing,, the coffee is just,,,, kinda bitter today??? ha,,,hahahhaha,,,,

you stand still

wait

he asked for EXTRA SYRUP not EXTRA SHOT you dumbfucc

you offer to make him a new one and he refuses saying it’s fine!!! but you still feel bad so you insist but he’s like no!!! i gotta stay awake anyway i have an important quiz today i have to study! by the way uhhhh i’ve never seen you around until recently???

you introduce yourself and he introduce himself blablabla it’s awkward and your palms keep sweating for some reason

before wonpil left, he didn’t forget to say “have a great day!! i’ll see you around then!!!”

he’s so sweet uwu

seeing him and making him his vanilla latte (extra syrup) is one of the best parts of your job tbh

and he visits every single time you’re working which makes it better

why is his smile so adorable what the fuck

and there’s something about the way he walks that keeps you looking i mean boiiiii does he know how to present himself holy shit

that feeling when you see someone so beautiful you want to cry

the more you see him the more you want to know about him

what major is he in? what is he usually do outside the class? what kind of person is he? does he have a lot of friends? what’s his hobby? stuffs like that

too bad he always comes when it’s busy at the cafe so you can’t talk too much

neither he ever tries to initiate a conversation with you except his usual “hello! how are you today?” and “thank you, you make the best coffee! have a nice day!! see you!!!”

let’s admit it you highkey have a crush on him and EVERYONE knows

wELL it’s because you always wear that expression like "goddammit why must kim wonpil be so cute if he ain’t gonna ask me on a date” whenever you watch his back as he leaves the cafe

and EVERYONE but YOU knows wonpil’s so into you

whenever someone says something like “just ask him for his number he’ll definitely give it to you” you’re like “wtf nO that’s creepy and he won’t!! he doesn’t even know me!!!”

“he literally only comes when it’s your shift and he always makes sure you’re the one taking his order you oblivious dumbass”

“it’s just a coincidence”

“…..yeah whatever”

but they’re right wonpil’s crushing on you hard

at this point sungjin can even draw a portrait of you although he hasn’t actually met you before

that’s how much wonpil talks about you

from your whole adorable appearance to how cute your little cough is, or how he adores your little smile and the sparks in your eyes when he compliments your coffee, or he’ll describe your apron what the fuck and how he thinks your look so good in white and blue

sungjin’s so done with him

“just ask her out you stalker”

“nO I CAN’T!!! SHE’LL THINK IM CREEPY!!! SHE DOESN’T EVEN KNOW ME”

“well i bet she remembers your face by now since you always drop by when she’s there”

“but she meets a lot of people everyday there’s NO WAY she can remember me”

you see the problem now?

then one day jae decides to play matchmaker

by “playing matchmaker” i mean he follows wonpil to the cafe and straight up tells you, in front of wonpil’s face and everyone there, “yo this friend of mine wants to take you on a date and he wonders if you’re interested”

you are: blushing

wonpil is: dead pale

you: o-oh… i’m–

wonpil: yO HE’S JUST JOKING HAHAHAHA IM SO SORRY oH My gOd jAE LET’S GO

he drags his tall friend aka jae out of the cafe and since then he never visits again :(

im sad now ugh i told you i suck at sweet stuffs like this

fast forward it’s summer and the university wonpil’s attending is holding a summer festival that’s open for public

well,,,,, you decide to go and you ask some of your friends to tag along

you’re not sure what you’re hoping; maybe you just want to see how the place wonpil’s studying at looks like, or maybe you do wish to meet him by accident or something yanno like a drama

whatever

you promised yourself that if you don’t see him today, you’ll get over him

but if you do see him, you will ask. him. out.

well jokes on you babe he’s there performing on the stage with the band

he’s,,, he’s singing,,, and playing keyboard,,,, omg his voice

as you already know im uncreative soooo by impossible coincidence somehow his eyes spot you in the crowd

btw i imagine them singing Pouring but i think you can pick any songs you like

he’s so taken aback that one second he’s singing and the next second he sees you and his eyes widen and he’s like “I’m falling for–hUH? why are you here??” to the microphone

don’t worry the others cover for his mistake while trying not to laugh

everyone laughs too while looking around to find the person whom wonpil sees

you’re embarrassed as fuck you want to curl up and hide forever

but your so-called-friends don’t let you get away that easy okay it’s your only chance

dw dude wonpil feels the same he wants to immediately get off the stage and die

but sungjin will literally kill wonpil in his sleep if he doesn’t do anything it’s now or never

poor boi has had enough of this pining shit

so after the band performance wonpil has no choice but to approach you

“h-hey! so you watched our stage!”

“y-yeah! it was great!! didn’t know you can sing so well”

“h-haha thanks”

“y-you’re welcome”

silence

more silence

wonpil clears his throat and, “so…”

you blink fast, “yeah…?”

“um uhhh do you wanna see around? i can take you”

“oH of course”

What Am I Even Writing Anymore

well remember your promise earlier? about asking him out?? no???

is it too late to chicken out and forget the whole thing now

you barely know each other it’s so awkward and he looks so fine today and you really don’t wanna push him even further now but if you hesitate longer who knows someone else will ask him first and just the thought alone breaks your heart a little bit

so it’s time to grow a pair and take risks cmon dude you can do this

one

two

“anywaysijustwonderifyou'refreenextsaturday?”

wait

it was!! not!!! your voice!!!!

“huh?”

wonpil clears his throat and repeats slower, “i just wonder if you’re uhhhh free next saturday?”

o shit

o fUck YeAH

you cough a bit before answering, “y-y-yeah i guess??”

“ok um i like, have two tickets for movie if you want to come with me”

that’s like the lamest invitation and you yourself gotta admit that lmao

but oh kim wonpil,, dear,,,, there’s no way i would say no

so you two go on a date

or “casual outing” as you two call it

but everyone knows it’s a date okay even though you two didn’t have any skinskip oops

it’s okay it takes a bit of time but you’ll get there

i mean, since then you two go out together almost every weekend so ye it won’t be that long until the awkwardness wears off

wonpil just cherish you so much he’s afraid he’ll scare you or hurt your feeling by accident so he never boldly initiates anything

the first time you two finally holding hands is when you two go skating, and that’s just because you two are so bad at that

gotta hold each other so you won’t keep falling aye romance

you don’t know this but trust me wonpil talks about it for days sungjin almost decides to move out

he’s still insisting it’s not a date tho

“you know what, i can already imagine you two in like 10 years, standing at the altar and be like, do you marry me as a friend or what? unclear”

“do you think we’ll get married?????”

“oh dear god”

but yeah

you two will get there

somehow

just take your sweet time and give wonpil all the love in the world i beg you

that’s it YAY i think imma work on sungjin’s next wish me luck im running out of lame cliche ideas now lol bye

[avengerofyourheart]

Flour Girl {3} (Bucky x reader AU)

Characters: reader, Bucky (Jimmy), Clint, Wanda.

Summary: Discovering the cute guy you just flirted with is the heir of a rival bakery, you suddenly find yourself running into him all over the city. Can your small boutique bakery compete? And how do you deal with the guy who seems determined to make your life a living hell? Luckily you’re distracted by a secret admirer…But who is he? (Inspired by “You’ve Got Mail”, Enemies to Lovers)

Warnings: none! Mild swearing?

Word Count: 1.1k

A/N: You guys!!! I’m so happy that you’re all excited for more!! Like...more texting banter and ridiculous insults?? ;) haha. I adore you all for your support LOVE all the feedback I’m receiving! Please let me know your thoughts on part 3!! I adore you all!!<3

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Previously:

Back at work, you couldn’t help but think about that absurd text conversation. It was probably just a one-time thing, but it definitely turned your whole day around. Pulling out the ingredients to make tart dough, you couldn’t help but hum to yourself. Thank you, dude.  

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Later that afternoon, you had finished most of your prep work for the day but chose to avoid the paperwork waiting in your office, so you told Wanda she could take a break. You loved the baking behind the scenes, but also enjoyed helping customers when you had the time.

Carrying a tray of almond croissants fresh from the oven, you grabbed a set of tongs and began restocking the empty space in the pastry case. They had sold out quickly today, which made you proud.

“Ooh, those look good,” you heard a male voice say.

Straightening up from your crouch position, you turned with a smile to greet him but instead met a familiar face. Unfortunately.

“Y/N, was it? This is a cute little shop,” Jimmy spoke, his eyes wandering around the bakery that was your pride and joy. The words were complimentary, but the way he said it made it sound condescending. Or maybe you were imagining things.

“What are you doing here?” you said, a little sharply.

“I recall that you said I should come visit this morning. Did I mishear you, or…” he trailed off with a raised eyebrow.

You fumbled with the tongs, embarrassed. “I…well, that was before…I didn’t know…” You took a deep breath and calmed your nerves. “Are you here to spy on me? Check out the competition?”

Jimmy scoffed at that. “Hardly. My father has been in business for 20 years. We’re good at what we do. Most small businesses fail within the first year, especially food establishments. He’s seen many shops come and go without any worry, so, no. I don’t think there’s any need for me to spy,” he smirked, amused at your reaction.

You couldn’t help it. Anger filled you as he all but said that you were going to fail. That you weren’t even worth considering as competition. You’ve given your heart and soul, your life’s blood into this bakery. How dare he belittle you and your business? And yet, you stood frozen with tongs in hand, unable to fire back with a witty retort in the moment.

“So. Can I get one of your almond croissants and a ganache tart, please? They’ve come highly recommended.” Jimmy continued to give that smirk that you’d love to smack right off his face.

“Of course!” you heard Wanda reply from behind you, unaware she had returned. “Do you want me to take over Y/N?”

Recovering from the unfair accusations from the man before you, all you could do was hand Wanda the tongs and slink back into the kitchen without a word. The fury returned as you paced back and forth between the workbench and shelves of ingredients opposite. There wasn’t much room to pace, but after a few passes you were fuming. You heard the jangle of bell the over the door and dared to peek out of the kitchen.

“Is he gone?” you asked in a whisper.

Wanda looked at you warily. “Yeah? Why, who was that?”

“Jimmy Barnes.”

She gasped. “As in…”

“Barnes Bakery, yup. He’s the owner’s son, back from college I guess,” you uttered, leaning heavily on the counter as all the anger left you. It was too late to reply now, anyway.

“I heard about him! I guess he has a degree in business now and wants to help out his dad. Jimmy, huh? Too bad. He was cute,” Wanda said with a shrug.

You huffed out a sigh. Of course he’s cute. He probably knows he’s cute, too. The jerk. “Um…I’ll be in back. Let me know if you need anything and I’ll come help close up in a while.”

“Mmkay,” Wanda chirped as she wiped down the counter.

Back in your office, you stared at the paperwork before you, but couldn’t get your brain to focus as thoughts tumbled. He thinks I’m destined to fail? Ugh! How dare that pretty boy with a business degree tell me that my hard work will be for nothing? 

A short time later, Wanda asked for more cinnamon rolls and as you set a timer on your phone for the oven, you had a thought. A little random pick-me-up couldn’t hurt.

FG: Did dillweed ever fix the order?

Your finger hovered over the send button as you hesitated, then pressing it before you could overthink too much. Three dots appeared. Guess he hadn’t ruined his current phone just yet.

B: Yeah, he did. Had to chase him down along his delivery route, but I twisted his arm.

The three dots remained after the first message so you waited for him to finish typing.

B: Not that I don’t appreciate it, but why message me now? Weren’t you all “Stranger Danger”?

The last phrase made you smile as you let go of the events of the afternoon and chose to text this stranger once again.

FG: I am still wary of all strangers, including you. But I had a run-in with someone just now who made me want to….Well…I probably shouldn’t say. Plausible deniability. You know. I could use a distraction.

B: I can distract with the best of them. You can message me anytime. What did they do?

Chewing on your lip a moment, you figured out a general way to explain your frustration without too many details. He was still a stranger, after all.

FG: Just some uppity know-it-all who passed judgement about me and my work. Condescending ass….

B: What a dick. I’m sorry.

FG: Yeah, well. He doesn’t know what he’s talking about, so his rude opinion is not at all valid.

B: That’s right! You go, girl. Or something.

By this point you were full-on grinning down at your phone, the afternoon’s events all but forgotten. Glancing at the clock, you saw that it was near closing time. You were almost sad to say goodbye, which was weird. One more message and it was time to return to reality.

FG: Thank you. What does B stand for, anyway? Brian? Bernard? Bozo the Clown?

B: *laughing emoji* I asked you first.

You chuckled at that.

FG: Touche’. I better go. Later, dude.

B: Bye, Franny.

Locking your phone, you straightened the last of your paperwork and headed up front to help Wanda. All the little cleaning tasks didn’t seem so bad as you blasted music and danced along. Crawling into bed that night, you set an early alarm and thought back on the crazy events of the day. It was quite the rollercoaster, but you were just grateful that it ended on a high note. Tomorrow was another day, you thought as you got comfortable on your pillow with a hint of a smile on your lips.

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Ahhh!! So??? What did you think of Jimmy showing up at the bakery, out of the blue? He definitely has some strong opinions about the baking business! Don't you hate it when you can't come up with the right witty response in the moment? So frustrating!! That text conversation, though... Who’s the mysterious man? He’s definitely a lovely distraction. ;) Please let me know your thoughts on this part! I adore you guys!! <3

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[herofics]

Gosh your villain twist on Katsuki and Izuku were soo good!! I don't think I've seen you do a Shouto one before, so I'll love to request that? (He could be a villain because he growed up seeing his dad carry the image of a 'hero', so he decided he didn't like heroes and here he is now, but idk lol im bad at this) anyways, thanks!! Your writing is really good

Yes, the backstory is on point. I thought the same thing too. And thanks fo the compliment. All the villain stuff is under the tag: villain au

You worked at Endeavour’s hero agency. You honestly hated the guy, but it was hero work like everything else. You were going to start your own agency some day, but the time for that wasn’t now. You were just leaving work, when you were stopped at the door. The hero who stopped you, told you that the boss wanted to talk with you. You had a bad feeling about the whole situation, but you couldn’t refuse. No matter how much of an asshole the guy was, he was still your boss. So you took the elevator to the most upper floor, and knocked at his office door. You were told to come in, so you did.

“You wanted to see me?”, you asked politely.

“Yes, I’ll get straight to the point. Bring me my son.”

“Huh?!”

“Don’t play dumb, I know you two are seeing each other. One of my employees has been following you for a while now.”, he growled.

“This employee of yours must be mistaken. I know of your son, but I have never even met him.”, you said calmly.

“Cut the bullshit.”, he growled.

You were surprised with his change of tone, and didn’t really know if you should continue the conversation.

“Am I free to leave? Or do you want to discuss something else?”, you asked.

Endeavour got up and walked up to you. The huge male was towering over you. You were nervous and for a good reason. Endeavour grabbed you by the arm, and you could feel the heat in your arm. There was smoke rising under his palm, and you could smell the clothes burning.

“Bring. Me. My. Son.”, he grunted.

“As I said, I don’t know what-Shit!”, you yelped.

Endeavour removed his hand from your arm, leaving behind a handprint. He was mad, well he was always mad, but now even more so then usual. He just grunted and told you to leave. You did as you were told.

“Damn bastard.”, you muttered to yourself.

When you left the room, Endeavour was left alone. He was annoyed, annoyed that you would lie straight to his face and even more annoyed that you wouldn’t bring his useless son to him. Shouto was supposed to become the greatest hero, his greatest achivement, but no. That idiot had went and become a villain. Such a waste of a good quirk. Endeavour needed his son to come to his senses and pursue the path to becoming the number one hero. No matter what he had to do, he would make his son the top hero.

You left work and headed to your apartment. When you got there, you decided to bandage up your arm. The burn wasn’t that bad, but you didn’t want it to get infected. You were so concentrated on your arm, you didn’t realize Todoroki was behind you, before he spoke.

“What happened?”, he asked.

“Oh god Shouto” you yelped, “it was nothing, just your father being an ass.”

He walked up to you and took a look at your arm.

“Does it hurt?”, he whispered.

“Nah…”

“Be honest with me.”

“A bit, but it’s not as bad as it looks.”

“Do you know why he did it?”

“We need to talk about that. Let’s go to the kitchen, I need something to drink.”, you sighted.

You sat down to the opposite sides of the table. Todoroki looked anxious, he had a bad feeling.

“Your dad knows. About us I mean.”, you said as you sipped your drink.

“How?”

“Apparently someone has been following me.”

“Any idea who?”

“Nope. And what really ticks me off, is the fact he thought I would just hand you over to him.”, you huffed.

“I know you would never do that, but we need to do something about this. Do you think you should find a new agency?”

“No, as long as I work at your father’s agency, I can get information about him.”

“I hate seeing you hurt. No information is worth that.”, he said quietly.

“But I don’t want to see you hurt either. That’s why I’m trying to make sure your father doesn’t do anything to hurt anyone.”

“But if you get hurt it’s not worth it.”

“For me it is. If knowing what your father is doing makes you feel even a bit better, it’s worth it.”, you smiled gently.

He took your hand to his and looked at you in the eye. You could see he was very serious.

“Promise me you won’t get hurt. If someone hurts you. I’ll hunt them down and teach them a lesson, no matter who they are.”

“I know you would, and I appreciate that, but I don’t want you to expose yourself to danger either. Even though I’m well aware you can take care of yourself just fine.”, you smirked.

You chatted for a while more, but Todoroki had to go. He said he had some business to take care of. He left you alone for the evening, but he promised to be back in a few hours, before midnight. He gave you a last kiss before leaving and headed out of the door.

You decided to relax a bit. You took a shower and made yourself some tea. You opened your book and sat down beside the kitchen table, but your alone time didn’t last for long. Your kitchen window was shattered and three people, dressed in army’s combat gear and masks hopped in.You jumped up and took a defensive position. You had no idea what their quirks were, or if they even had them. Consealed weapons were also an option so you needed to stay alert. They had also broken the lamp, so the room was pretty dark. You couldn’t use your quirk since there was no light to create blades from, these people clearly knew what they were doing, and who they were up against.

The trio made the first move. They came at you from front and both sides. You dodged the first one, and got a good kick to the second ones stomach. The third however, slashed your arm with something. It didn’t feel like a knife or a blade, more like a claw. The wound was shallow, and it didn’t affect your ability to fight. The trio backed of a bit, which gave you the chance to turn on the light above the sink. You created two blades for yourself from the light.

“We gonna do this or what?”, you growled.

The trio dashed at you again, they didn’t seem to be as in sync as they were before. The first one managed to get a punch to your jaw, but you smashed the hilt of your blade to his head. He stumbled back and fell to the ground. One done, two to go. The two who were left, didn’t seem to care for their comrade at all. They just kept coming at you, again and again.

When you finally managed to knock the last one down, you weren’t in a very good shape yourself. Your nose was bleeding and so were the slashes on you arm and thigh. You were covered in bruises and small cuts, but that didn’t really bother you. What bothered you, was the three people lying unconcious on your floor. You decided to check their faces.

The first one you knocked out, got his mask ripped of first.

“Damn.”, you yelped.

You regocnized the guy. He worked at the same hero agancy as you and was one of Endeavour’s favorites. Not because he was super strong, but because he would do anything, no questions asked. The second one revealed herself as your other coworker. The third one too. Then it clicked. Endeavour was behind this. Since he hadn’t gotten what he wanted, he had used his lapdogs to get information for him. You were honestly amazed you were able to take all three of them down. They weren’t trying to kill you, they probably just wanted to tie you down and ask you a few questions. You sat down and breathed heavily.

“Can’t I just have one calm night? Is that really too much to ask for?”, you muttered.

When Todoroki got to your place, it was a mess. Three uncouncious people on the floor, and you bleeding and muttering something to yourself. He hurried to you.

“What happened?”

“Those three happened, and here is the fun part. They all work for your father, just like me.”

“That bastard must have set this up.”

“Yeah, I figured.”, you sighted.

You knew Todoroki was furious. He might not seem like, but there was rage burning in his eyes.

“Let’s bandage you up. After that I’ll go pay my father a visit.”, he said.

Todoroki bandaged your arm and thigh in silence. How dare his father do this? If he wanted him, why come after you? Did his father want to hurt him, because if that was his objective he had been successful. Todoroki hated to see you hurt, and he didn’t like the fact you didn’t mind it if it was for him. Of course Todoroki knew your hero work came with unavoidable risks, but the fact you had been hurt because his bastard of a father wanted him back, made his blood boil.

You knew Todoroki well enough to know what he was thinking. He was blaming himself for what had happened. That you getting hurt was his fault, since the trio wanted him or even information about him. You knew he would go see his father and return his lapdogs to him, if the hadn’t left by themselves. Todoroki probably didn’t know you knew that everytime you got hurt, Todoroki would hunt down the asshole. You didn’t know what he did to them, but you rarely saw the same villain twice. He had threathened to do it before, but you knew it was more than a threath.

“I don’t want to leave you alone, but I have to go see my father.”

“I know Shouto. Just be safe okay. I’ll be fine on my own.”

You gave him a kiss and when you got out of the bathroom, the three people from your floor were gone. They had probably regained conciousness, and escaped. You watched as Todoroki walked out. You knew his father wouldn’t kill him, but you also knew Endeavour didn’t mind violence. You were worried.

When Todoroki reached his father’s hero agency, he noticed the lights were on in his office floor. His father was waiting for him. Todoroki wasted no time. He went to his father right away. He basically busted down the office door. There was steam coming off of him, his quirk had activated because of intense emotions. Endeavour was looking out the window and didn’t even turn around when the door opened.

“Shouto, you came. I thought that girl might be some use after all. Apprently she was able to take all three of them down.”, Endeavour laughed.

“She was and you stay away from her.”, Todoroki growled.

“I’ll leave her alone when you decide to drop this foolish act as a villain. You are meant to be the top hero and not some criminal running around the streets and having a fling with some pathetic girl.”

“I’ll never become a hero, not like you. Not someone who thinks he has the privilege to torture his family because of his own desires. As a villain, I can do what I need to and protect the one I love. She is nowhere close to pathetic and she is not a fling. If you or your guys ever come near her, I’ll kill you.”

“Are you trying to threathen me? You are weak, just like your mother and that pathetic bitch you are with.”

Todoroki lost his temper. His father calling you a bitch and calling his mother weak, was the trigger. Todoroki’s ice was trapping Endeavour against the window.

“If you ever, come near (Name) again, I swear to god, you will not walk out of it unharmed.”, he growled.

“Foolish boy. Do you really think I’ll be intimidated by a weak, lonely villain?”

Todoroki walked towards the door, and just before he stepped to the hallway, he looked at his father one last time.

“Not that this is relevant, but who said I was alone?”

Endeavour was left there, encased in ice, to think about his son’s warning. He started to melt the ice, but to his surprise, it was rather slow. Clearly his son had managed to get more powerful. If being a villain was what it took, it was worth it, but someday Endeavour would make his son the top hero. No matter the cost.

When Todoroki got back to your place, he found you curled up on your bed. You were asleep. He laid down and wrapped himself around you.

“Shouto?”, you whispered.

“I’m fine, just keep sleeping, you’ve had a rough day.”

“Yeah, yeah”, you yawned.

Todoroki watched as you closed your eyes and your breathing got calmer again. He would make sure you were safe, no matter what.

[dvddggs]

To the Four of Us (Part Fifteen)

premise: modern AU chronicling the squad as they make their way through college and deal with general life things. 

words: 1,662

warnings: nothing really besides a bit of swears

a/n: this started out light but gOT REAL EMO REAL FAST IM SORRY

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soundtrack song: Tenerife Sea - Ed Sheeran

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sorry this one’s a bit shorter, yall, but i’m getting up super early tomorrow and this is all I had time for! Just so ya know, I MAY be able to update on Saturday, but that is the absolute earliest chapter 16 will come (sorry!!). 

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By the time George made it to New York, it was the middle of the next day—apparently flights didn’t often depart from Virginia to NYC in the middle of the night on Fridays. When he made it to the hospital, where Alexander was put for safekeeping, he found his son sound asleep in the hospital bed, which had somehow mutated itself so that his head was angled downward and his feet were sticking up in the air.

George noticed that Alexander didn’t look as bad as he’d been expecting. Well, at least not from the side that he could see. He sat down on the edge of the bed and tucked his son’s hair behind his ear, surprising himself by feeling slightly melancholic.

The last time he visited Alexander in the hospital had been right after the boy’s biological mother had died, leaving him to suffer alone what was almost surely to be the same fate. They shared the same chronic illness and his mother had just run out of fight. He had been young and didn’t remember much of it. Though George answered any questions Alexander had ever asked about his childhood, he liked to avoid the subject because it just brought forth a lot of pain for both of them.

George was overseas, working for the military at the time, on a peacekeeping mission in the Caribbean when he met Alexander’s mother in the hospital. She was extremely sick, voice weak, pale, and thinner by the day. He visited her every single day and she told him stories about Alexander, who was in the children’s wing of a different hospital. George could never have forgotten the day that she had died. He had popped in to say goodbye because he had finally been given clearance to head home, and found her bed empty, the sheets replaced, and the pillows fluffed, as if no one had ever been there.

“Excuse me,” he’d said to a bypassing nurse, furrowing his brow in confusion. “Was the woman here moved to another room?”

The nurse’s expression morphed instantly to one of sadness. “Sir,” she said in broken English, “she passed late last night. She just ran out of fight…heartbreaking—did you know she had a son? Poor baby’s an orphan now.”

George remembered the feeling of his knees giving out as he collapsed, crying, on the floor. He had never felt so helpless in all his life. He instantly went to the hospital where he knew he would find her son.

Alexander, a sickly-looking seven year old, was emotionless when George found him. He was laying on his bed, staring at the ceiling. He didn’t look sad, but tears fell silently down his cheeks. George had felt his heart physically break and he fell instantly in love with the child that was just feet away from him. He knew then and there that he couldn’t leave without him.

“Who are you?” Alexander had asked shakily. His voice was no more than a whisper—he was so sick.

“My name is George Washington. I was friends with your mom. I’ve heard a lot about you, Alexander. I’m so, so sorry. She loved you more than anything.”

George crossed the room and sat down on the edge of Alexander’s bed, tucking a strand of long hair behind the boy’s ear. The silent tears turned into violent sobbing at the touch, and Alexander threw himself into George’s strong arms. He remembered thinking how skinny the boy was—he could have wrapped his arms twice around him with room to spare.

“S-she loved me? I l-loved her too.”

“Shh,” George whispered, stroking the boy’s hair as he broke down. “She loved you so very much, Alex. More than anything else in the world.”

Alexander stayed in George’s arms for hours. He fell asleep at one point and George laid him down in his lap, stroking his hair tenderly until he woke up. He was more devoted to this child than he’d ever previously been to anything in his life.

It wasn’t until after George had left the hospital that he realized he’d missed his plane.

George visited Alexander from morning till night for three days straight. On the third night, he said, “Alex…I know this is soon, but how would you like to come back to America and live with me? My plane leaves tomorrow morning, but you can be on it if you want. We can stick together.”

Alexander broke into the biggest, most genuine toothy grin that George had ever seen. It was the first time he’d seen him genuinely smile and it made him tear up. To the present day, that was George’s favourite thing to see on Alexander’s face. He didn’t smile that way often, but when he did it lit up a room and every time it reminded George of that day.

“Now, listen,” he pressed, determine to state his piece before Alexander decided. “I don’t have much to offer you back home. I don’t have a lot of money or a lot of things, but I have a house with a bedroom for you and a dog who would protect you and a big ol’ heart that loves you. And in America we have treatments that could help you get better. I know it’s not a lot, but…what do you think?”

Alexander’s little eyes filled with tears.

“That would be enough,” he murmured, clinging to the top of George’s muscular arm.

That had been the best day of George’s life—the day he became a father. It wasn’t a conventional relationship—he didn’t have a wife or girlfriend, he lived in a bachelor pad, and he’d never so much as babysat a child before. Somehow, though, they’d made it work time and time again, and were the happiest little family anyone could find.

George snapped back to the present, a little teary-eyed, when Alexander—a much older, stronger, and healthier Alexander—began to stir.

“Hey Alex,” George said softly, stroking his son’s hair.

“Dad…” Alexander mumbled, a smile threatening to tug at the corners of his mouth.

“How are you feeling?”

Alexander shrugged and turned onto his back to face his father, who gasped when he got a better look at his son’s face.

A deeply purple bruise had blossomed from the base of his jaw all the way down his neck to his collarbone, and all the way up to his forehead. It covered most of his cheek, which had swollen to twice its normal size, which meant that he couldn’t fully open his eye. Dried blood had pooled at the corner of his mouth, probably leftover blood that had dribbled from his gums from the cracked tooth as he’d slept.

“Why am I upside down?” Alexander mumbled sleepily, talking about the weird position of the bed. “Oh…probably my friends fucked up the bed.”

“Holy shit, Alex,” his father breathed. “What the hell happened to you?”

“Remember Thomas?” Alexander said, grimacing in pain. He clicked the button beside his bed to request his pain medication from the nurse. George nodded. “Well…I kinda fucked that whole thing up. He wasn’t happy with me. Guess what? He fractured my jaw.”

George buried his face in his hands as the nurse came in with some liquified painkillers for Alexander. He couldn’t even think about what Alexander had done to mess things up at the moment—all he could think was how badly he wanted to stick his shoe up that punk Thomas’s ass.

“Ah, you must be Mr. Hamilton,” said the nurse, pulling Alexander’s chart off of the end of his bed.

“Mr. Washington,” George corrected. “But I’m his father.”

The nurse nodded curtly, pointing to a spot on the chart.

“Well,” she began. “I’m Rachel—” George glanced at Alexander, who nodded. That was his mother’s name. “—and I’ve been monitoring Alexander overnight. He’s got a lot of fight in him. I’ve never seen someone with a fractured jaw request pain medicine less than four times in a night, but Alexander only called me in once.”

George nodded. He already knew that his son was a trooper.

“So how do you treat a broken jaw?” he asked. It wasn’t exactly a common injury.

“That’s the bad news,” Nurse Rachel said slowly. “Though it is fairly minor, the doctor thinks that it’s severe enough that his recommendation is to wire it shut. It would be a six week healing process.”

“Pretty shitty, huh?” Alexander muttered bitterly, drinking a bit of his water through a bendy straw.

“It would be a liquid diet and although talking would be restricted, he can pretty much do everything normally during the healing process. We need to do it today, though, so that there’s no more damage inflicted by leaving it. Alexander is quite a talker.”

This almost made George laugh. If there was one thing he knew about his son it’s that he never shut up

“Well, Lex,” he said, patting his son’s knee. “You’re of age now so I can’t speak for you. What do you think?”

Alexander set his plastic cup down on the bedside table and studied his father’s face. He shrugged and gave Nurse Rachel. “Let’s do this thing,” he said. “But can I please have some more ice for my face?”

The nurse smiled. “Only if you promise to stop talking until that mouth is wired shut! I’ll tell the doctor that we’re good to go. He should be free in about an hour. I’ll be right back with some ice for ya.”

Once she left, shutting the door behind her, George turned back to Alexander and helped him readjust his bed to normal.

“So, I know you’re not supposed to be talking, but what happened, Alex?”

Alexander pursed his lips. He thought he had more time before the confrontation. His father gave him less sympathy than he thought he’d get.

“John,” he mumbled.

[ao3feed-beaujester]

As it takes to save a savior

by Flavortext

“No offense,” She starts. Fjord stops walking, a few steps ahead of them, and starts to say something, but Jester plunges on. “You’re pretty fit, Beau, but I don’t think you could take on a dragon.” Beau grunts, stopping as well. “Didn’t say I could. But, okay, look.” Beau looks around for a second. “Nobody’s actually worried about the dragon this far south, really. She doesn’t leave Rexxingtrum most of the time, and if she did, you’d be just as fucked in your nice beds-” Beau pauses for a second as Jester actually laughs. The corner of her mouth tugs into an unintentional smile, which probably ruins her rant, but she can’t help it, something about Jester makes her want to laugh along, it was bad timing to use that wording, really. “I just mean, I’m more likely to die of a cold thanks to the weather than to her, so,” “So you’ll take me up on it?” Jester asks, jewelry on her horns clinking as she tilts her head. Beau bites her lip. “For tonight, sure.” She concedes. She isn’t sure how she just got played into agreeing to that, but she supposes a free room is a free room. Jester being so cute is probably part of it, but whatever. Beau can deal.

Words: 2194, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Series: Part 1 of raishan AU

Fandoms: Critical Role (Web Series)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/F

Characters: Beauregard Lionett, Jester Lavorre, Fjord (Critical Role), The Mighty Nein

Relationships: Jester Lavorre/Beauregard Lionett

Additional Tags: raishan didn't die AU, basically Matt mentioned that if VM hadn't killed her she would be ruling over rexxintrum rn, and my brain went. huh. time to write a whole ass AU, Friends to Lovers, tags to be added as I work out what the frick im doing here

source http://archiveofourown.org/works/21215042