#jade is a sly bastard

[merakiui]

*DIGS YOU OUT FROM THE MUD* MOOOOOAR!!!! HDJSJSK once azul find out the secret behind his fave milk, floyd takes him out back and forces him to breed u to keep quiet and jade omg jad has the biggest balls and loves to put them on ur face aaaaaaa

AAAAAAAA YES YES YES OTL THANK YOU FOR DIGGING ME OUT.......... allow me to describe The Vision because I had more thoughts while I was trapped under the mud.

(cw: nsfw, female hucow reader, breeding, pregnancy, bull hybrid jade, lactation, there's really no plot here; just pure horny >_< )

✧ floyd has the biggest crush on you and it's so obvious, but he's not allowed to touch you because boring farm regulations and blah blah blah. >:( it wouldn't be good if another male's scent was on you when they're trying to pair you and jade together, and floyd thinks that's a stupid rule because you're his girl!!! he definitely doesn't follow it. maybe he promises to be good and pull out each time, maybe give you a bath to wash his scent off, just to keep things safe. he's so stupidly in love with you and it shows. orz his favorite thing to do is milk you because you make the cutest little sounds. he's painfully hard the entire time and he can't stop looking at your heavy tits, admiring the feel of them in his hands, or the way you tremble, your body alight with arousal. he's down so bad. he has to cap all of the bottles and stock them in the fridge first before he's going off to deal with his erection. T_T

✧ and jade......... he's a sly bastard. he knows floyd's in love with you (anyone could tell) and he takes every possible opportunity to stir up drama just for the fun of it. floyd threatens to send him off to the slaughterhouse if he keeps acting like an ass, but that's jade's specialty. <3 he just loves pressing you against the fence and rutting into you from behind, loves to drink straight from your tits, loves to fuck you in broad daylight so that everyone on the farm knows you're getting your guts rearranged by him. and floyd hates it! it's just not fair. why did they have to bring jade in? can't they just leave the breeding up to floyd? he'd gladly knock you up. but you and jade are so compatible and jade's so possessive of you, and the last time floyd tried to enter your pen he was swiftly kicked in the stomach. ;;;;;

✧ and azul!!!! he loves, loves, loves the milk from this farm. it's just so delicious; it's made the dishes at his restaurant taste even better than before. since he's an ambitious man, he originally visits the farm with the intention of purchasing whichever dairy cow is responsible for producing such high-quality milk just so he can get it straight from the source without having to go through the hoops of shipping and whatnot. but floyd's so evasive with answering his questions and as azul's leaving in a huff he passes the barn and spies you inside and...... now he needs you!!! he'll pay any price; he's desperate. floyd's dying inside because no one's supposed to know about you, but this loud-mouthed businessman knows and..... he allows azul to milk you so he can take a few bottles home for himself in exchange for his silence, and azul is so good at rizzing you that he ends up fucking you. and jade lets it happen because it's another fun way to watch floyd shrivel up and die. T_T he's so mean,,,,,

✧ and when you're pregnant, your milk production seems to double and you have to be milked multiple times a day because your tits get so heavy and full. floyd's living the dream, even more so when you weep and beg him to just fuck you already because you're soooo sensitive and soooo horny and you desperately need to be filled with cock; and jade's busy napping, so he can't do it. floyd gladly takes his place and he's the happiest in the world because after so long he finally gets to fuck you. he cums so much, all of it stuffed inside, and he cradles your belly so sweetly and tenderly.

✧ the alternative to this idea is that azul kidnaps you from the farm and keeps you captive in his home so that he can always have your milk for himself. not only for personal enjoyment but for the mostro lounge as well, and you hate him so much because he took you away from your home and friends and he keeps you shackled and collared with a little bell so you won't run away or escape. you've spent so long with him and you're months into your first pregnancy with him and he's been nothing but sweet and soft and he fucks you so good; and he's always so eager to milk you and he praises you constantly. stockholm syndrome kicks in and suddenly he's not so bad. suddenly you don't hate him anymore. suddenly you're riding him into the sheets with reckless abandon and coming apart on his cock because it feels so good and you love him so much and this is where you've always wanted to be. this is your home.

[betterthanyalls]

Hii!! Can i request anxiety x lust/passion!fem!reader from inside out 2?

Not nessecarily nsfw or suggestive, reader just is a mischevious bastard and imagines riley's crushes on worst times and anxiety gets anxious over stuff going wrong or the program getting thrown off because of reader's decisions and the reader is just watching the chaos with a shit-eating grin.

You can ignore if you want to and take care!!

AHHHH THIS IS SO COOL!!! I LOVE THIS IDEA SO MUCH!! Ok so I wrote most all of this around midnight for a few nights, so there might be some typos or grammatical errors but I had some friends read over it a few times for me:) I hope you love this as much as I do!!

Masterlist

Anxious Daydreams

Anxiety x Love!Reader

Inside Out 2 ~ Oneshot ~ Fluff

Words: 972

Published: 7-8-2024

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“Alright emotions! You all remember your jobs today?” Joy inquired excitedly, her never-ending smile decorating her face.

The other 9 emotions nodded along or agreed in some form of begrudging grumbles. Joy’s shoulders lifted as she began the day on the console.

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Riley was currently in her geometry class taking an exam. Every emotion agreed not to touch the console and allow Riley to not be distracted by her emotions. So, as per usual when bored, you just so happened to find the main room empty.

A sly smirk took over your lips as you carefully walked up to the main console, taking a few looks around to confirm nobody was walking in.

Once you knew you were alone, you began to work your magic. Being the emotion of Love had its quirks, with one of the quirks being that you couldn’t let Riley go too long with some daydreams.

After pressing who knows how many buttons and dials, you managed to get Riley distracted from her emotionless and dull test. Sure, you didn’t want her to fail the exam, but you also didn’t want her to become so bored that she did fail the test.

Soon enough, images of all of Riley’s crushes that occupy Mount Crush-more were circling her mind. You had also gotten the imagination tent to begin forming scenarios about her interests.

Without you realizing, Riley had completely zoned out from the test with the exam’s timer running low.

All seemed to be going well for you until a loud gasp and clatter was heard. Whipping your head to look at the noise, you were met with Anxiety dropping her coffee and rushing over to the console, moving you gently out of the way.

“What did you do?!” Anxiety blurted in a panic, beginning to press buttons on the console in rapid motions. You simply took a step back with a grin. It was oddly entertaining to see Anxiety panic so much over an event that wouldn’t result in much.

While Anxiety was distracted with one half of the console, you would silently go to the other side and press more buttons. The two opposing emotions, practically dueling it out.

Anxiety and you went back and forth, one emotion finding the situation beyond tiring and irritating whilst the other simply laughed along with a smirk.

Finally, the emotions heard a loud timer go off as all four eyes looked onto the vision of Riley. The girl looked up to see the exam had finished and when looking back down at her test, half the page was meaningless scribbles.

“Oh,” you muttered, realizing this was mostly all your fault. Taking a glance at Anxiety, the orange emotion was practically ripping her hair out.

“We failed the test. The teacher is going to think we are stupid and hate us! Then we’ll never pass geometry, and we’ll have to retake it as sophomores. Everyone in high school will make fun of us for failing, and it will go on our permanent record for any college to see. And that’s if we even graduate after failing geometry. Then we’ll be homeless and jobless forever!” Anxiety rambled on, not noticing the slow and cautious steps you took towards her.

The crazed emotion finally snapped out of it once you took her hands into your own with gentle care. Looking into the jade green eyes of her own, you gave her an apologetic expression.

“Anxiety,” you began with a low and smooth tone, “everything will be just fine. Listen, I know Riley messed up that test all because of me, but I promise I’ll make it right. I can let Riley talk to her teacher, we both know Mrs. Rilesim is a nice lady.”

You could see Anxiety’s shoulders ease a fraction, but it was obvious she was still overwhelmed. So, squeezing her hands in your own, you continued your words while carefully guiding Anxiety to her recliner.

After having Anxiety sit in her recliner, you stayed next to her to offer a calming presence.

“Riley won’t fail geometry. She won’t have to retake this class. She won’t be made fun of.” You spoke with a benign tone, not looking away from Anxiety’s eyes.

“But what if-“ The other started before being shushed faintly by you.

“There are no ‘what if’s right now. We are in the present. All will be alright.” You finally managed to get Anxiety to calm down a little as a small smile took over your lips.

“Now, take some deep breaths with me. In. And out. In. And out. Good.” Anxiety followed your lead, mimicking your own breathing patterns. You nodded gingerly.

“You’re doing amazing, Anxiety. Would you like me to make you some tea?”

Said emotion accepted the offer quietly, focusing on her breathing. Your chest puffed out slightly in pride of helping Anxiety, turning away to make some quick tea. Everything was going to be alright.

Soon enough, you walked up to Anxiety who was relaxing in her massage chair. A warm cup of tea was held with both your hands as you stood next to the chair, handing the steaming cup to the orange emotion.

“There you go, Anxiety,” you smiled warmly, planting a soft kiss against her forehead as she sipped her drink. A calming hum was heard from Anxiety when you leaned back.

“You really know how to help me, thank you,” Anxiety smiled back at you, scooting over a bit for you to sit next to her and patting the now open spot.

Grinning, you hopped up and sat next to her, wrapping your arms around Anxiety’s body and holding the orange emotion close to you in a comforting manner. Neither of you said anything else throughout the private session together. This was just what both of you needed after the test.

[jaylleoo14]

How I like to draw the twst characters because nobody asked

♡ i like drawing Jade two ways: Pretty boy twink or a "your daughter calls me daddy too"

♡ For Azul its either an unhinged crazy ass who might secretly be a boy loser or a fucking smartass scum who isnt pathetic

♡ Floyd is.... well, Floyd. He's silly! I love him unconditionally <3 (no i dont thats a lie- ACK HELP HES CHOKING ME-) Joking, I LOVE drawing him having threatening and scary faces. (that goes for Jade as well)

♡ Idia is either a whimpering begging mess or hes a fucking cocky menace whos actually threatening

♡ Leona is soft shy lion or a badass (yasss slay queen, we stan you‼️) and sassy at the same time (Have you seen the way he stans with his hand on his hip?)

♡ Vil is just strait up serving cunt, no words needed (she is always SERVING from the university of servington with a degree in serving cunt) I always draw him winning because she always is (we stay winning��)

♡ Rook is an unhinged stalker with a crazy obsession or he's just a silly little lad whos always supportive of others (I like drawing him threatening too)

♡ Epel is my pretty boy who I love to draw because he's so pretty. I like to draw him very wild though and rambunctious

♡ Rollo is literally the same as Idias except he tries to hold his pride feeling really embarrassed

♡ Riddle has a strong presence and personality which i like to convey, being ruthless yet being incredibly soft. I like drawing him cute and pretty sometimes too :3

♡ TREY HAS NICE MF ARMS YOU KNOW DAMN WELL IM DRAWING HIM SCRUMDELIOUCIOUS

♡ Cater makes me sad, so I indulge myself in it. I like drawing him around deep and depressing themes, sometimes dark as well.

♡ Ruggie is either street punk cool and swaggy or damn attractive with an unhinged and sneaky overlay

♡ Jack is so cute to me, I like drawing him as the tsundere he is with a playful side to him with the overprotective bodyguard vibes

♡ Ace... I HATE THAT STUPID MF!!! God he's so annoying we might as well date already >:( He's super playful and flirty and i like drawing him sly and sometimes awkwardly flustered

♡ Deuce is my baby boy crush >\\\\< Hes so precious literally he's my soft boy. I love him sm omg

♡ Malleus is so awkward and somewhat stoic, yet thats what makes him cute! He's like a himbo to me hahahaha hes so silly to me sometimes but then im like, oh wait, hes hot. And then i do a 360 and all of a sudden he's this hot smirking bastard

♡ Lilia is so drippy he's my little doll, I want to style him in so many different ways (●ˇ∀ˇ●) and he's so badass yet girlypop at the same time, hello?? No one can pull it off like Lilia does, its the bisexual in him 🤞

♡ Silver is so sweet and pretty, though I always draw him sleeping because its so easy just drawing someone sleeping in low quality T0T (sorry Silver stans)

♡ Sebek is a silly little guy who I want to kick for the fun of it sometimes ^-^ But I like drawing him getting teased a lot or often getting picked on because I find it funny

♡ Jamil being a sassy overworked mom who always too tired to show any type of expression other than showing anger, exasperation, or an anxious stressed out look. Other than that, its a tired deadpan face for me as he's holding a mug saying "kys." Jamil is like a little hater to me and I stan that <3

♡ Kalim being oblivious and a bit slow, but other than that hes the happy radiating sunshine we all know as. I like giving him moments where hes so genuine and kind where you're just completely soft around him and an arrow shoots through your heart

♡ Ortho is that friendly neighbor! I like him drawing him being supportive of others and always being Idia's right hand man who can also be sneaky and sly

This doesnt usually apply to their yandere self though ^^

[anathemafiction]

I can't wait for the next books to see our MC interact with all the ROs, but I'm also dying to see the characters interact with each other. We already got some golden sneak peeks, like Lance's sly warmth and Alessa's cautious coldness exploding upon impact, or Rafael being all bastardly, yet being taken aback at Hadrian's kindness when praying for his safety and recovery. And of course Beka meeting your friends. The delicious dynamics!!! I can't wait!!!

I loved writing that interaction between Rafael and Hadrian! The bastard is so jaded and in defense mode, but then comes this armored, tall man with a black sword and bearing the name of the White Company who suddenly whips out a cross and prays for his safety. Rafael is left speechless for a second, yes.

Actually, Hadrian's overall kindness will surprise a few characters in the story. ROs and non-ROs.

I'm also eager to write them to interact with each other. Lance and Ysabella, Alessa and Neia, Hadrian and the Pirate, Beka and… everyone xD. I have some really fun dynamics to explore.

[twisted-gremlin]

I feel like- TWST and pride

Heartslabuyl Pride:

- I mean, I think Riddle makes sure people in his doorm know what every day represents and do something to celebrate that in general. Informational things about whatever, haveibg them wear a colour if it involves that, haveibg a meal based on the food whatever it is. When it comes to pride, he makes sure none is gonna be an ass about it. "Its scientifically reasonable and there are studies showing that it's natural in every species to be queer, intersex, transgenderd, aromatic, and asexual." He also makes sure that those who are whatever get a chance to talk about themselves and their experiences to the first years and the first years get to too. If they want of course, he wont force them into anything. Just, dont be homophoboc or its off with your head and a shit ton of studying

- in Heartslabyl, the only student there that we are close to who probably had a bad experience is Cater. He already has had a bad home life so he has kept this extra tidbit to himself too. He let's it out more at school and is the one who keeps an eye out for those who have bad home lives or is struggling in the closet and is just kinda there for them

- Trey, he such a mom when it comes to anything, so when it comes to being gay- and you just came out. Expect a cake in the pride flag that you cane out as, but if it's unlabeled you get a rainbow. He also knows where things are for students who are transitioning, he checks in to make sure you took off your binder/boobs after 12 hours or when you're eating

- Ace probably teases you. But you get to tease him back, as the pansexual man that he is. I think he would be a big activist tough, makeing sure none gets treated poorly by anyone. And if they do, they get to deal with him, and Deuce.

- Deuce beats up homophobes with Ace. It really ticks him off when he sees that sort of thing. But he also learned from Trey where all the differnt things are for trans kids and queer kids. He needs to be a good honor student after all, so he'll be takeing over Treys work when he leaves

Savanaclaw Pride

- I feel like, Savanaclaw wouldn't do much for pride, not because they don't belive in it, because where Leona comes from, the LGBT is quite accepted. So he makes sure those who are there, know that either accept people for who they are or get the fuck out.

- Ruggie is a sly little bastard, so he keeps an ear our for any bs that happens. Reporting it to Leona quickly

- Jack, quite the gay man himself, make sure that queer students in his doorm feel accepted. If they ever ask him for help with anything, he'll be more likely to do it.

Octanavile Pride

- well- the boys are so gay- oh so very gay oh my God. They do sell pride things like pride drinks, pastries, there is little pride flags at the tables. He will hold queer date nights, drag shows(those are Year round but more often during pride, he absolutely slays in his dress). The queer students get a little revenue boost aswell, since he specifically has them working those nights

- Jade, the ever so persuasive man, makes sure that none in Octanavile is going to do harm to any of the queer students. If they do well, he and Floyd get to have some fun :>

- Floyd does drag sometimes. You can't tell me he dosent. He is so all over the place with e v e r y t h i n g (including gender, sexuality, and attraction lol) but when he does do a show he gives it his all and everyone fuckin loves it. None knows what's going to happen, but they know Floyd is gonna be awsome

Scarabia Pride

- I think, with pride being a little more quiet and underground, when either Yuu or one of the students comes out to Kalim and explains the whole thing. This man makes sure to learn everything little thing he can about it so that he can throw the most epic pride parade EVER. Jamil helps of course (a little less reluctantly because, he is so quietly gay for this man and a few others and it's nice to see Kalim in a new light)

- Jamil is alot like Trey when it comes to Trans and queer students. He has things for them if they need it, when Kalim learns about pride he shows kalim where it is and what the students would need so Kalim also has some in his room now too to help those students.

Pomfiore Pride

- Vil is already an activist for queer people. Whatever makeup he has made marketed towards queer people he makes sure is CHEAPER than regular products while keeping the quality. He has things in his room to help with trans students feel their authentic selves and will even teach them how to use them and is very strict when to use them and when not to.

- Rook knows who in the doorm is and isn't queer, and who is and isn't out. He makes sure trans students get the things that they need when their time of the month comes around, he helps queer students ask their crushes out. He is just a good support. None dares try to be homophobic, or else they face the wrath if Rook and Vil

- Epel being a Tans man that has only socially and recently started to physically transition is still quite insecure about things. But I think other trans kids would look up to him, wither amab or afab, because he has taken this chance to learn how to be a man healthily under Vil, and accept the parts of him that is feminine.

Ignahyde Pride

- first of all, the lights from the tech in thr doorm change from purely blue to one of each pride colour (some students can also select ddoffernt pride flag for it or gave a little one in the corner of their screens) Iida makes sure if you try to switch it off, it fuckin fails. He also trolls homophobes as a passtime

Diasomnia Pride

- in Briar Valley, love is such an important thing to them. It's what hatches a dragons egg after all. So, they don't discriminate on what kind of love surrounds an egg, weather it be two mothers two fathers, a mother and a father, whatever it may be. Love is important culturally. So, of Malleus hears the silly thing of someone in his doorm being discriminates against by anyone because of these trivial things. A big storm is brewing, and the one who dared to hurt thar student is going to PAY

- When it comes to Lilia, a nonbinary ✨️Icon✨️, he has adapted the most and easiest out of all those who cane from Briar Valely, so he also would have a place to store differnt things for the LGBTQ students under his care.

- Silver is very awkward and standoffish to those he dosent know well but he hopes that part of an alliance between humans and fae that the positives of both of the species rub off on eachother. He is quite supportive if someone he knows does come out to them and he makes it feel like it's just a normal thing to be and makes them feel safe to be themselves

- Sebek, is quite protective of his doorm mates and those he calls a friend. So, you better not have insulted them with no good reason behind it. Because he is LOUD.

Staff

- Crowley probably have fuck all knowledge of pride, but he may have some things for students if he knows that they are trans, just in case.

- Crewl secretly makes potions that makes his students a little more comfortable in their bodies (aka he has tans potions that gives a student the body of the opposite sex, if you want just specific things gone he would teach that student)

- Trein is a little old fashioned, but he respects his students for being who they are. He knows as much as he could about queer history that haven't been erased already and teaches what he can of it too

- Vargas is another teacher that would have access to afab products in his desk, and if you get them from him, he'll also go a little easier on you for the week

- Sam dosent do the pink tax bs at all, it'd part of why he is so popular. He knows how to market and sell to people at the best prices, no bs hideing behind the scenes or anything. He does give away pride flags or a little pride thing during pride month aswell to those he knows are supportive or queer themselves

[twst-hanaya]

Twisted Wonderland Hogwarts Houses: Heartslabyul

This is Part 1 of a 7 part series.

Just thought it would be fun I think about which Hogwarts House would suit each boy the best, and explain why I chose the ones I did.

I wrote this while I was suffering through finals so please don't expect quality, it was escapist indulgence that lead me to write this post.

As always, this is just my personal opinion. Feel free to give your own!

Riddle Rosehearts

Ravenclaw

Because he's an absolute nerd. Not much else to say about this one honestly. Get that valedictorian seat you little red gremlin.

Ok but if I have to elaborate. Man is strong and all but has no rizz, so Gryffindor is out. Slytherin would be dishonorable for him because he is a goody two shoes, and would agree with the idea that the ends justify the means. Hufflepuff is all about hard work and all, but his work ethic is less about fairness and more about winning academically, against everyone. This is very Slytherin of him, but ultimately Ravenclaw is winning out on this one.

Trey Clover

Slytherin

Now hear me out on this - I know that he's like the Dad of the squad and all, but I don't think Hufflepuff suits him. Sure, he takes good care of his underclassmen and fellow dorm students as Vice Housewarden, and he makes snacks and feeds everyone, but this man is first and foremost about keeping the peace, and doesn't care about sentimentality. He's all about practicality.

It was a big part of the story that he didn't have the courage to face Riddle as his friend, and his actions in the midst of that conflict was to take the easy way out (emotionally and mentally), by soothing Riddle's temper as well as the dorm student's anger at the unfair treatment, rather then dealing with the heart of the matter.

In his Lab Coat personal story, we can see that he's actually got a fairly dry personality. Jade is surprised to hear that Trey doesn't mind giving up the strawberries he put effort into growing, thinking that he would want to put his heartfelt affection for Riddle into the tart he was making for him, but Trey explains that Riddle can't really tell the difference between high quality ingredients and good-enough, and ultimately it's about satisfying his demands. Him using the strawberries he was growing was just because he so happened to have them on hand, not because he was set on using them for Riddle.

I just think this practicality oriented mindset, with the goal of "peace", is very Slytherin like.

Cater Diamond

Hufflepuff

I considered this a lot, because I know there's supposed to be a bit of a depressive side to his character that he doesn't really show others, but ultimately I felt that it fit him the most.

Cater is an expert at reading the room and managing people's emotions and perceptions in a way that Trey simply can't mimic. He's great at networking and connecting to others, and is a great mood maker.

Gryffindor would have been too bold of a house for him, as he's not one to push his own feelings forward and is focused on keeping a fun energy which makes him more of a people-pleaser type than the charismatic types that are more common in Gryffindor.

Slytherin also doesn't really suit him because while he can be as sneaky as any other NRC student, he's not particularly ambitious. You could say he's manipulative, but it's more for the sake of keeping everything "happy" rather than for any practical benefit of his own.

Ace Trappola

Slytherin

He's just such a sly little bastard you know? Classic teen behavior and all that, but dude is literally just the kind of person you wanna - *wrings neck, with affection*.

I also considered Gryffindor, but I would say his snarky little asshole side is stronger. He'll (for the most part) take the easy way out of a situation rather than do something for the sake of his pride / competitiveness, although he's not immune to doing so. As I said: classic teenager. Ultimately, another one who cares more out but the ends than the means.

Deuce Spade

Gryffindor

He's so perfect for the home of lions, don't you think? And while he doesn't have rizz, he's very straightforward and honest about what he thinks. I considered Hufflepuff because of this, but I felt that he was more energetic and competitive, so Gryffindor it was. Also despite his supposed efforts to become a model student, he's not really trying that hard is he? lol. Studying is a bitch when you really don't know how to study.

[eve-lullabye]

Toxic Affection

[Part One] [Part Two] [Part Three]

As you approached Mostro Lounge, your legs steadily weakened, and every instinct told you to bolt. But you quickly opened the door and peeked in. None of the twins were in sight. A win for you.

Like always the lounge was packed with students who were creating ceaseless chatter. You crossed your fingers and boldly took a step into the room.

"Good Evening, [Name]," Jade grinned from right beside you.

"Where did you come from?" you shrieked, holding your still bandaged hands in pose ready to slap someone. "No, you know what? I don't want to know."

"Come on. Azul is waiting for us," he gestured to Azul's VIP room, waiting for you to walk forward. You sneered at the eel.

To put it nicely you slammed the poor door open. Azul jolted in his seat and a blush settled across his face. "Uh, [Name], t-thanks for coming," he gestured to a seat in front of the desk. 

"What did I do to receive your gracious summons," you sarcastically remarked accepting the seat. You glanced around your surroundings and noticed Floyd lounging on a couch nearby. You assumed that Jade was still standing behind you, and were you correct. Not long after he closed the door, Jade moved to stand behind Azul.

"Um," Azul coughed into his hand, "did you like the flowers?" 

"Flowers?" Your brain short-circuited. Hold on, Azul was sending the toxic flowers? Something didn't seem right. Yes, Azul was a sadistic little octopus, but he wouldn't go as far as to send poisonous flowers. "You sent me the flowers?"

"Y-yes," Azul avoided your gaze or more specifically you in general.

"Does it look like I liked them?" You deadpanned raising your nearly-healed fingers, that were sadly bandaged after burning those other flowers. If you had magic, you wouldn't have touched them. If you had gloves, which the gardener wouldn't give, you wouldn't touch them. 

"What?" Azul squawked, "Jade, what happened to the plants? Wait, did you use flowers that you found on the mountain?" Azul was fuming, but Jade gave a placid smile. Floyd moved from his place to try and squeeze into the same chair as you. Well, this was escalating quickly.

"I merely delivered flowers like you asked? As a token of affection, like you said."

"Token of affection, my ass," you countered, aware of Floyd wrapping his arms around you and giving you an experimental squeeze. "I wouldn't be surprised if you couldn't get married in the future," you shoved Floyd off you and headed for the door. "Next time you try to court, make sure the flowers are not sent by Jade." 

You exited the Lounge, leaving Azul speechless, Jade and Floyd amused. Honestly, you should have known that it was Jade behind those flowers. It made sense now that you thought about it. Who else would be sadistic enough to keep on sending you toxic flowers. It also explained the unidentified flowers. Jade found them on his walks and decided to dump them on you. How nice.

Thankfully, Azul and Floyd left you alone for the next week. Well, Floyd still ran over to you to give his hugs, which most of the time you didn't understand if he was threatening you or not.

Jade, on the other hand, continued to send more poisonous flowers. At one point, you were so mad that you took the bouquet, marched up to Jade, and thrust them into his hands. That sly bastard gave you a cheeky smile and said, "Oya? I was unaware you wished to court me. Why didn’t you tell me sooner?" 

Of course, he would use your own words against you, but that didn't help hide your red cheeks at his statement. You knew you couldn't win against Jade, so you gave up and let him dump his unwanted discoveries on you. You swore that you would be able to outwit the three of them one day.

You unceremoniously stabbed the spade into the ground and took off your gloves momentarily to wipe the sweat off your face, whilst avoiding dirtying miniature gas mask. Crewel was actually impressed with your collection and examined many of the flowers. You were also proud of yourself. It wasn't that easy to keep a garden. Your hand reached out and touched one of the petals with your bare skin. 

"AH, SHIT!!!!"

Sincerely,

[Name]

[acharnemcntresources]

DOSSIER

name: Armitage Hux

moniker: the general, vicious little squig, planet killer, Brendol's bastard, Sloane's snitch

official titles: Colonel, General, Lead Engineer, Weapons Director, Chancellor

pronouns: he / him

sexuality: homosexual, demiromatic 

species: human

birthdate: January 16th, 0 ABY

place of birth: Arkanis Academy, Arkanis, the Arkanis sector 

affiliations: Imperial Remnant, The First Order, First Order Republic 

residence: The Finalizer, The Imperial Palace

occupation: General of the First Order, Chancellor

spoken languages: galactic basic, arkanisi, ralltiiris, tusken sign language, twi'leki, durese, huttese 

comprehended languages: binary, rodese

PSYCHE

mbti: INTJ-A the architect 

enneagram: type five, the investigator 

zodiac: capricorn sun, scorpio moon, virgo rising

temperament: phelgmatic

intelligence type: logical/mathematical 

perspective: realist

alignment: neutral evil

positive traits: calm, diligent, professional, dedicated, ambitious, highly intelligent, creative, clever, adaptable, confident, charismatic

negative traits: manipulative, dishonest, sly, flippant, guarded, ruthlessly ambitious, cruel, apathetic, emotionally repressed

PHYISCAL

height: 1.82m/ 6'1 ft

weight: 70kg/155lb to 72kg/160lbs 

hair: A vibrant natural red. Naturally soft and wavy. Falls an inch and half past ear length. Often parted on the left and elegantly coiffed to maintain a professional appearance during work hours.

eyes: round but slightly almond shaped, jade green, pale red lashes 

complexion: pale, cool toned, dotted with freckles that are often covered by protective bb cream during working hours.

body type: slight of frame, lithe, toned for swiftness and agility. 

accent: feigned aristocratic coruscanti accent; clipped, smooth. Clear and authoritarian whilst commanding his staff. Soft and drawling when speaking to his political allies. The soft hint of his original Arkanisi accent will surface when he is angry, overcome with emotion, or deeply comfortable with another person. 

posture: Stiff & upright.

attire:

The General― The First Order General’s parade uniform, often accompanied by his General’s great coat. Perfectly pressed and starched. During working hours Hux exclusively dons his uniform. During political liaisons he may wear his uniform or First Order ceremonial attire. If his intention is to sway his guest or make an impression, he may alter his uniform or opt for formal civilian clothes. When outside of uniform he often wears cool tones; slate blue, ice blue, mint green, white, gray or silver. 

The Chancellor― The Chancellor often dons elegant embellished ceremonial garments while addressing the public. He actively uses color theory in his choice of apparel. White, silver and champagne are the colors he primarily wears during public appearances. Speech and ceremonial apparel are often more structured, while garments chosen for galas or socials often consist of supple, flowing fabrics. Beneath all of his public ensembles, lay light armor and concealed weapons. The Chancellor's public wardrobe is carefully curated by his assistant, Chloe. At home he opts for simpler wardrobe— light, elegant fabrics that will not restrict him whilst carrying out his many responsibilities.

scars: he has blaster wound scars on the left shoulder, right abdomen and left side. light scarring on his knuckles. jagged scars across his his knees. lash scars across nearly the entirety if his back, leaving raised uneven skin in some areas. a dagger scar near the collar bone. an uneven ring around his throat from scarred bruising. and a few scarred burn marks upon his forearms.

face claims: Domhnall Gleeson, Charlie Plummer ( teen, Aftermath era) , Jonathan Tysor ( child, Aftermath era )

FAMILY

father: Brendol Hux

(step) mother: Maratelle Hux

birth mother: unknown kitchen woman

brother: archex @fcalty

legal guardians: Chikao & Amira Mitaka

fated guardians: Rae Sloane & Pienna al Trel ( @altrel )

adoptive uncle: Orson Krennic @debelltio, modern verse.

husband: Kylo Ren. @cruoren, main verse.

MISCELLANEOUS

special skills: eidetic memory. natural liar and manipulator. heighted engineering skills specializing in battle simulation, weaponry, tracking systems, and defensive software. short and long range shooting skills. knowledge of various poisons and antidotes. trained in guerilla-warfare-style hand-to-hand combat. practiced in echani. high pain tolerance.

weapons: SE-44C officer's blaster pistol, RK-3 pistol, monomolecular blade, vibroblade, DLT-19D heavy blaster rifle.

[msn-04iinightingale]

Theodora's comment brings a snorting chuckle out of Owen.

"I appreciate your honesty, Major. And honestly wish more shared your views."

He leans back in his chair, looking up at the ceiling for a moment.

"...I'll leave out all the dramatics as quite frankly, they don't matter."

He turns his attention back to the two women, mainly Melissa.

"...my mother was what you would call a more "progressive" women, for the standards of Clans. She believed that the caste system was stifling, and encouraged cooperation and "fluidity" allowing people to move from caste to caste. Needless to say, Nicholas didn't like that. Especially because it was working. You can thank Wolverine scientists for a great deal of the Clan equipment, the Clan ER PPC for one. That also pissed off the rest of the clans. Especially Snow Raven and WIdowmaker."

He pauses, allowing himself a small, satisfied smirk at that.

"But the real issue, was the Brian Cache." he continues, the smirk falling away.

"It belonged to the 331st and contained, amongst other things, nuclear devices. Jade Falcon claimed it, despite it being in our territory. Naturally, mom kicked their asses for possession. Settled, yeah?...well no. Goes to the Grand Council. Because jealousy and bitterness. Mom demands a Trial of Refusal...she loses. She also sees the writing on the wall."

Owen picks up the dog-tags again, rubbing them between his fingers.

"All the trials, all the slights and prodding, whittling her people down. With good 'ol Nic presiding over it all. Allowing it. And so, Operation SWITCHBACK. Pick up sticks, and get the fuck outta Dodge before the other Clans get serious. Her new saKhan Franklin Hallis goes and starts grabbing mothballed ships on the sly while mom tries to get Nic to pull his head out of his ass."

The ghost of a smile crosses his face.

"Wish I could have met Hallis, he sounded like a good man."

The smile fades.

"...she hadn't counted on Widowmaker...they were the ones to detonate a nuclear device in Great Hope...pinned it on Wolverine...jealous bastards."

He reaches into his desk and pulls out a mostly empty bottle of deep reddish amber liquid, and a trio of glasses.

"...which is when Nic called for a Trial of Annihilation. Snow Ravens got the order...and then they tried to use a nuclear device."

He pops the bottle's top, the smell of the berry alcohol wisping into the room.

"It detonated over their own capital city, Dehra Dun. Again, the blame fell on mom's shoulders."

He pours a small measure of the liquor into each glass, sliding two towards the two women.

"...so she ran."

He picks up his glass, swirling the liquid in the glass.

"...they got as far as Barbados...planet in Gamma 1551 AW...that's where Clan Wolverine died..."

He is silent for a few moments. He's not there, at the moment, his mind imagining the apocalyptic battle...and the inevitable conclusion.

"...it was the Wolves that got the "honor" of the deed...it would be though, wouldn't it? Nic's Goodest Boys...his attack dogs...there to kill them all."

He downs his drink in one. A grim, pyrrhic smile forms on his face.

"...they failed. The the ones who died, Hallis included, bought time for the others to escape...Nic left mom, broken and crippled, on that planet...it's only because Trish Ebon returned to look for survivors that she got off that planet alive."

He sighs, putting his glass down.

"...the survivors made it to the Inner Sphere, under a number of different names...not all of what was left met up with the others right away, or at all. The group mom was with called themselves the "Minnesota Tribe", raised some Draconis Combine worlds, found some Belters..."

He trails off.

"That's the gist of it, at least..."

---

"What is it you wanted to talk about, Major?" Bell asks, once the two have moved away from the others.

"...it is...a matter of some importance." Bridget begins, finding this to be...difficult.

Bell raises a slight eyebrow.

"...it has become apparent that we both share feeling for the same man." Bridget manages.

Bell brinks, confusion apparent on her face. She had expected a great deal, but this...

"Oh, I see." Bell replies, after a moment. "...and you wish to...what, challenge me for possession?" she asks, a mild tone of amusement in her voice.

"He is not even mine." she adds, a tinge of...disappointment in her voice.

"Neg!...I...see no reason we should fight over him..." Bridget continues.

Bell cocks her head, confused.

"...you intend to...share him...with me?"

Bridget nodded.

"Aff....and...that is not all..." she added.

"...oh?" Bell asked, more curious than wary now.

@is-the-battlemech-cool-or-not

/ADDENDUM TO REPORT [KINSHIP-4]

/EXTRACT FROM TRANSCRIPT OF COMMUNIQUE BETWEEN SLDF CIVILIAN LIAISON LIEUTENANT CARMEN AVELINE AND DOCTOR ELISE MORROW

/BEGIN TRANSCRIPT

Dr. Elise Morrow:  ..and just like I told the other four people before someone finally routed me to you, I have one of your pilots here, who someone needs to come pick up because like hell am I going through an active combat zone with a civilian ambulance with a patient onboard.

SLDF Liaison Lt. Carmen Aveline: And I understand that, miss-

Dr. EM: Doctor. It’s Doctor Morrow.

Lt. CA: …Doctor Morrow, but there is currently an active combat engagement going on and-

Dr. EM: Really, I hadn’t noticed what with the explosions and battlemechs and all. Look, just get someone down here to come pick her up and take her to a proper medical suite. The sooner the better.

Lt. CA: I…I’ll see what I can do m-...Doctor Morrow.

Dr. EM: Thank you.

/END TRANSCRIPT

/FORWARD TO SLDF COMMANDING GENERAL MELISSA HAZEN? [[Y]] [N]

@is-the-battlemech-cool-or-not

[wandering-hearts-and-a-crow]

I love Connie from your fiction The Child. ❤ Is there a possibility if you can write more stories around it? I want to see crybaby octo mafioso trying to have the "perfect family life" even when reality is far from it. I can see little Connie being very sharp eyed and he can tell that his father is not a saint and stays close to his mom.

Connie wasn’t stupid. It had been many years since his father had taken him and his mother “home”. It had been nearly ten years since then, now that he thought about it. He was apparently half-merman(though his mother had likely told him a million times as a child) and heir to a thriving restaurant business.

But he didn’t trust his father a single bit. 

He saw Azul do many things when the older thought he wasn’t looking. Making deals behind his mother’s back, trying to isolate her from her friends and family that weren't him, or the boy born from their “love.” 

Still, his mother still had a small glimmer of hope in the Valley of Thorns. In his Uncle Lilia, who he hadn’t seen since that day. His father might be able to pull strings on nearly anybody else, but he just wanted to get his mother out of the current situation. 

For Connie, it was like staring at a bird in a gilded cage. The bird being his mother. She was a shell of what she’d been when it was just the two of them. At least, back then, she was shining and bright. His mother genuinely smiled, even if it was exhausted. He felt tears pool in his eyes at the memory, even now. 

“Oya? Is anything wrong, Connie?”

The young man jumped at the sound of the older one’s voice. “Oh. Uncle Jade... it’s.. no, nothing. Thank you for asking,” the boy denied in a quiet voice. He watched a devious smile creep onto his ‘uncle’s’ face. The eel merman sat down beside him. “It’s your mother, isn’t it?”

Conway knew Jade was sharp. Or at least, simply more observant than his brother. Both of them were intelligent. However, Connie never could get a good read on the shorter of the twins. Slowly, he nodded, watching Jade’s expression with a calm, steely determination. 

The man’s heterochromatic irises glinted as he nodded in understanding. “What about her are you worried about?”

“She hardly has finished a meal in the last few days... is she sick?” 

That should throw him off on his plans. For now. 

[gogolstoelicker]

Dorm leaders + Vice dorm leaders with a Kokichi!MC

notes: •what happened before will be just between the 13(?) of us ok👁👁act like this is new

•this was requested but uh we don't talk about what happened

• anyways, kokichi is my favorite🤞💥maybe i just like complex and mentally ill characters

You're mischievous and have a somewhat childlike demeanor. A schemer who compulsively or pathologically create lies and freely state what you were thinking while putting on your villainous persona, regardless of how it makes others feel.

Despite how you act, you also have a compassionate side that is rarely seen by others. You're also capable of showing empathy, but tried your best to make it seem twisted. You're extremely distrustful and paranoid of everyone around you. your lying in turn made it impossible for others to trust you.

Riddle:

if he's a fire breathing dragon, he'll probably burn the entire school down bc of u by now

you????always????get????on????his?????nerves??????

you're on the same category as floyd in his head for being annoying

you're magicless? well too bad, he's still gonna collar u for being annoying😒🙄

will probably need to have trey and cater hold him back whenever u decided to interact with him

i have no other words than he avoids u as best as he could

and thankfully, you're always occupied with other people so you don't bother him as much

but then sometimes ur little shit energy is too high that u went to bother riddle

he's abt to rip his hair out

him fr:

Trey:

he can deal with this☺

its kind of like che'nya randomly coming to nrc to mess with the heartslabyul students so like🤔he can surely handle this

but one time, u and che'nya appear at heartslabyul at the same time

he had not known peace ever since

if u look a little closely at him, u can see a single tear rolling down his cheek

give him some break pls😔🙏

esp since u always come over to heartslabyul

honestly? he can properly call tell if it's a lie or not

well some of ur lies that is

like "*said smth abt being upset* hehe that was a lie" "OBJECTION" -trey

so instead if him avoiding u, u might wanna avoid him instead🤔

or get closer to him bc hes the only one who gets u AYEEE U GET ME?

Leona:

very close to having a fist fight with u

he's sick and tired of u, pls stop

oh god why are u approaching his napping spot go AWAY

wait god? i mean great sevens

leona was so stressed he converted to a religion /JOKE

he avoids u like you're the plague

he can smell u from far away? well, he's gone from where he was before

he saw even a strand of ur hair??? GONE. NO MORE LEONA. LEONA IS NOWHERE TO BE FOUND.

would probably order ruggie to use his unique magic on u to make u go away

he had not known peace(2) after his overblot

like u always go "leona!!!^^how's our mighty kInG doing:D?!got the throne from ur nephew yet?"

he wants to rip u apart

and not in a good way

pls leave him alone unless u have a death wish, thank u

Azul:

honestly? i can totally see this kind if tension between u two

not the good kind ofc, when have kokichi ever gotten anything good /JOKE

like ur both smart, is pretty sly and pretty much bastards

so u can already imagine how ur relationship are

and honestly? azul might feel this dread when he's with u, sorry bro

since you know how kokichi would make fun of miu and all that? THAT THAT

azul probably still have that unhealed trauma from when he was bullied, so seeing u freely make fun of someoje without considering their feelings, he kind of goes *shrink*

but u never made fun of him of what he's insecure about for some reason🤔hmmm what's the reason?

the only thing u made fun of him abt is when he cried abt losing his contracts LMFOAOAOAOA

well he's still wondering but relieved u didn't?:D👍

Jade:

yall have this tension around u(2)

jade is so used to floyd, he can literally handle ur lying like a pro

like u angry so suddenly? jade can handle that. happy? he can handle that too? crying so suddenly? he can handle that. being so mean and sadistic? he's gonna return his own sadistic thoughts to u🤷‍♀

the students around y'all after hearing yalls convo:

overall, jade doesn't really mind being around u

you're quite the interesting one in his eyes🤔

one of the people who kind of catches up to ur lies and could tell easily what u said are lies or truth

again, its either u avoid him or get closer to him bc that same reason

if its the second option, then congratulations🎊u befriended jade leech‼️of all people i could've be friends with‼️

the school fear u two

full on shaking on their timbers, knees weak not in a good way and vision blurry when they see u two together

Kalim:

a victim to ur lies

a soon to be gonta kinnie LNFOAOAOA

/j pls dont attack me😁

no cause he didn't suspect u at ALL

u can tell him any lies and he will believe it 100% without doubts and would even support u or help u (depends on the context of the lie)

he can't see it but it seems you've grown your own tail and horns

talking to u is like a rollercoaster

you're happy? well kalim is practically jumping in joy seeing u happy!

you're suddenly crying for no reason? well he's joined u in crying

you're mad at him? he'll try his best to make whatever he did wrong right!

while ur still mistrustful of the people around u, u probably considered him as ur friend at sone point

bc come on now, he's such a sweetheart:( how are u supposed to resist this:(

well uh best buddies?:D kinda?:D

Jamil:

straight up barked at u to STAY THE HELL AWAY, AT LEAST 10 FEET AWAY FROM HIM AND ESPECIALLY KALIM

well he didn't actually barked but u get the point

looks at u like this😡 when you're abt to approach him or kalim

and then u look at him like this 🤔😘🤞

you are now his reason of migraine

he alr have a walking headache before (COUGH COUGH kalim COUGH COUGH)

but now he have another walking headache—you!

if u and kalim walked into a room he's in together? that's jamil's walking migraine

sometimes, he prayed to the sky above to just end his misery and let him pass in a golden coffin or smth since he's sick and tired of u

would use his broom to fight u off the dorm, don't test him and his broom stick fighting skills🤬🤬💪💪

Vil:

you are not worth his time BEGONE *sprays u with an entire can of bug spray idk*

he have crossed paths with floyd here and there so he had seen someone having this mood swings that made him wanna rip his hair out

he had also came across someone who lied to get what they want in the industry

but u? oh great sevens

he would rather be in the same room as that liar and floyd and was forced to interact with them

bc not only are u confusing??? ur pretty annoying??? that it actually ruins his day???

and he absolutely hates how ur praises sounds like ur mocking him AND how u insult him right in his face, like how dare you???

would conplain to rook about u

he is very close to bodyslamming u into a wall so be careful‼️this is early warning‼️

but since he's an actor, he's quite observant and could tell what traits a person have

so high chance he might caught up to ur lies and why you're like this🤔???

he still wants nothing to do with u tho LNFOAOAOA

Rook:

ah yes you are QUITE THE INSPIRATION😍😍

he's oh so curious about u that he actually lurks around trees, bushes or pillars where you're near

which probably heightened ur mistrust towards him so oops?

HE SWEARS IT IS NOT LIKE THAT DEAR TRICKSTER💔💔💔HE DOES NOT MEAN ANY HARM, PLS DO NOT MISTRUST HIM💔💔

and if u somehow caught him and gave him this scary warning?

and ur not being /j but /srs?!

rook is ready with a poem in hand

scratch that, he'll make u a book of poetry as long as u forgive him and let him off the hook!

he had observed u for quite a while so he knows just how to handle u (esp with those mood swings)

and is pretty observant enough to tell when you're lying and when you're not

unlike vil, he would absolutely love to observe u more and hang around u even after he caught up to how u actually are!

congrats for having a french oddball by ur side?🤔

Idia:

"Top 10 reasons why i should never go out and why the outside world is just straight up a horror movie—the top of the list is of course, the ramshackle's prefect!! >:("

he avoids u like the plague too

or if we're going by modern terms considering his dorm, then he avoids u like you're covid

like he's abt to go out to buy some snacks bc he forgot to buy then online and saw u in the cameras? haha uh maybe starving is fine😁👍‼️

you're getting near his dorm for some reason? CALL ORTHO. CALL ORTHO AND PROTECT THE DORM RN.

and if he were to ever went out and saw u? oh he just wants to bury himself 6 feet under bc oh no oh no he was not supposed to be in ur line of sight at all!

well idia has not known peace ever since(3)

literally was abt to sob whenever u came to bother him

and ur mood swings? even worse, he wants to lock himself away from society forever

BUT the blueprints u asked him to make are quite op😳 thats the only thing he can bond with u with

more than happy to make the blueprint of ur ideas bc wow!! he never thought of this before and now he wants to know how it works and how good and useful is it:D!!!

yeah that's the only way to get idia tk talk to u ig🤔 any other times, he would just let his sorrow swallow him

Malleus:

he tries his best to tolerate u, he really did

but as soon as he appeared in front of ur dorm one day, he had not known peace since(4)

like he legit just feel pure exhaustion after talking to u

cause you literally went from happy to sad crying to angry yelling to sadistic sinister smile to normal happy again

^and all that happens under 10 minutes of talking with u, mind u

you're annoying>:( like rook

well not stalker level annoying like rook but close enough

sometimes tho, he just wants to🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥⚡⚡⚡⚡⚡⚡ u out of frustration

and then remembered how fragile humans are so be just

took some time to back away from u just so he can have a few deep breaths and calm himself down

u might wanna be careful tho🤔since one day he might just snapped and you'll be unseasoned barbeque chicken

Lilia:

interesting human:D!

although quite rare, he had met a few people like urself

plus, he had observed humans for years now so he knows just how to deal with u

could absolutely tell just what are u actually feeling, what u said are lies or not and what ur intentions are, etc!

and he is more than happy to give u advice if u ever need it!

bastard #1 meeting bastard #2, what could go wrong? everything

oh the whole school had not known peace(5) ever since u and lilia became best buddies

both of ur favorite pastime are pranking the people around u:D! especially those who gave y'all amusing reactions!

the whole school shaking in their timbers whenever they see the two of u

and if they overheard u two wanting to prank someone? it's every man for themselves

they all scrambled away from u and left their friends behind

absolutely makes u have tea parties with him!:D

hehe but it's a gamble if it's made by him or brought from the school cafeteria/store^^

overall? partners in crime. got people running away from y'all left and right

[shootsun]

Shadowpeach hit with a love potion

okay so my personal hc is that... nothing would happen, but i know that's not what you were really asking for so I'm gonna write that one and post it later

tw: alcohol, intoxicated adults, dubious consent (because of intoxication/love potion), suggestive

----------

Clutching a peach flavoured cooler to his chest, Wukong manages to stumble to the wall without keeling over. A small feat in and of itself, and one he rightly calls a victory in his head. 

Once he’s slumped against the gilded gold wall, he glares out at the celestial host whirling around the hall, making small talk, trading barbs and picking at old wounds, all with sly smiles and sweet-sounding words, coated in poison and politics. 

In other words, the centennial heavenly party; one he’d been banned from for the past thousand years or so, give or take three centuries. For good reason too, he was sure. But unfortunately, he can’t really remember it because the last big party he hadn’t been invited to keeps popping into his mind at inopportune times, damn near giving him a panic attack every two seconds.

Erlang laughs from somewhere deep in the midst of the swarm of celestials, and Wukong scowls as he shudders. That three-eyed asshole had brought his dog to the party, and the mutt had almost chased him up a pillar before Erlang had whistled for it to heel.

He hates parties, he hates Heaven, he regrets even stepping foot back in the Jade Emperor’s palace. Wukong takes another swig of his cooler and almost laughs when he recognizes the tang of immortality on his tongue. 

Leave it to the gods to come up with a way to imbue immortality into shitty booze for a party. Paranoid death fearing bastards, the lot of them. Although, he’s not any better. 

Wukong shakes his head, trying to clear his thoughts before he’s led down yet another path filled with bad memories and sour moments. He downs the rest of his cooler and looks at the bottle with mild distaste. 

“Ya ’know, I never took you for a wall flower,” A voice interrupts his solitude, and Wukong turns to see an unfamiliar god lounging a few feet beside him.

“I’m sorry, do I know you?” He tries not to slur, and the god laughs. 

“We’ve not met before, no.” The god admits. “I’m just some small fry deity, but you can call me Tianbao.” 

“Pleasure. ‘M Sun Wu-” He starts, but the god just laughs again. 

“Sorry, I don’t mean to be rude, but your reputation greatly proceeds you. I’d be surprised if anyone here didn’t know who you are.” Tianbao tilts his head with a knowing glint in his eyes. 

“Right.” Wukong mutters.

“I just wanted to say hello, and to, well…give you this.” Tianbao holds out a champagne flute, and inside dances a shimmering gold wine, one that looks like liquid sunlight. 

Wukong gingerly takes the glass by the stem, and hopes it doesn’t shatter between his clumsy fingers as he scrutinizes the sparkling wine. 

“Why?” He looks back up to Tianbao, and the god blinks in surprise. 

“You looked like you needed it.” Was all the god said before he turned, giving a wave as he slipped back into the throng of deities. 

‘That…certainly was interesting.’ he thinks to himself as he rubs the thin glass between his fingers absentmindedly. 

With a shrug, he puts the cool glass to his lips and tips his head back, swallowing the contents of the flute in one fluid motion. 

Instantly, it feels like butterflies have entered his bloodstream, and he lets out a giggle before he slaps a hand over his mouth. 

Wukong eyes the empty glass once more before placing it on one of the nearby tables with a muted tink.      

He spins back to his hiding spot, almost hopping with how light he feels, and places his hands on the gold foil to stop himself from face planting into the wall.  

The drunk monkey giggles again. As he sets back to once more recline against the wall, the shadows closest to him seem to pool and thrum with violet magic. 

Wukong furrows his brows as he stares, perplexed at the shadow portal inching wider beside him, until a dark furred hand slinks out and swipes one of the puff pastries off the buffet table next to him. 

He snorts quietly. Of course, Macaque would have the balls to steal from Heaven’s table. He decides to watch a moment more, a small plan quietly forming in his head. 

A few more pastries quickly follow the first, and then a tiny plate loaded with pork buns disappears into the shadows. It’s only when a flute of wine, identical to the one he’d downed not minutes before, slinks into the shadow portal that he decides to intervene. 

Quickly, he loads up a plate with all the things he’s seen Macaque sequester away, and flitches two more glasses of wine before he waits patiently as the still swirling portal. 

Macaque’s hand once more emerges, and deposits the now empty champagne flute on the buffet table before Wukong grips the demon’s wrist and lets himself be yanked forward. 

He closes his eyes as he’s engulfed in shadows, and lands solidly on his back in a pile of hay.

When he opens his eyes, a small nicker greets him, and Wukong realizes exactly where he is as he stares up at the wooden ceiling of the heavenly stables. 

He almost laughs; this is exactly where he was for most of the celestial parties, what were the odds he’d end up here again? 

The plate of goodies lay undisturbed on his chest, and the wine had mostly remained in its glasses, but a small amount coats his fingers, so Wukong switches hands and licks the wayward alcohol off his fur. 

“What are you doing?” Macaque’s voice breaks through his mindless haze, and Wukong inhales sharply, remembering he’d had some semblance of a plan before he got distracted.    

“Party was getting boring.” He shrugs, sitting up slowly, carefully moving the plate to the side. “Figured I’d spend it with someone who was actually good company.” 

Macaque blinks at him with wide eyes, and Wukong notices with a twinge of fondness that he’d gotten cream from one of the puff pastries smeared on the side of his mouth. 

He leans forward slowly, and Macaque freezes as he raises his hand until he cups the demon’s face, and gently thumbs away the bit of wayward dessert before bringing it back to his own mouth and tasting the vanilla-y flavour. 

“You’re such a messy eater.” Wukong shakes his head, and Macaque sputters, his face turning a blistering shade of red. 

“Shut up! I wasn’t exactly expecting anyone to watch me eat,” Macaque scowls, his hand coming up to wipe at the already cleaned spot at the corner of his mouth. 

“Whatever lets you sleep at night,” The god shakes his head with a smile and holds one of his stolen glasses out for the demon before him. 

Macaque carefully takes the wine, and before Wukong can say anything, snatches one of the puff pastries off the plate by Wukong’s side.

“Hungry?” The god raises an eyebrow and Macaque glares at him, his cheek cutely loaded with dessert.

“You try living off mortal food for a few centuries.” Macaque retorts.  

“The shit they put into their bodies, ugh.” The demon shudders as Wukong laughs. 

“Can’t say I would try that particular diet.” He admits. “I think I’d much prefer just…transformed hair.”

“Like you don’t do that already.” Macaque huffs. “Last I heard, the only real thing you ate was some form of peach.” 

“Oh, that sweet kid and his big mouth,” Wukong grimaces.

 “He’s definitely your kid.” Macaque agrees.

They fall quiet for a moment, the only noise coming from the celestial horses in the stalls around them.  

“Thanks for the, uh, wine.” Macaque lifts his glass, already half empty. “And the food too, I guess.”

“Thanks for pulling me out of the party.” Wukong hums. His own glass isn’t faring much better than Macaque’s, and with every sip of the golden wine, his heart feels lighter.

He can’t help staring at Macaque, how he’s splayed out in the hay, his clothes rumpled and his tunic half undone, leaving some of his chest peeking out.

“Like what you see?” Macaque teases, canting his legs in a more enticing angle. 

Wukong swallows thickly before whispering, “Yeah, I really do.” 

“You gonna do anything about it or just sit there and stare?” The demon raises his chin and smirks at the god. 

His wine glass rolls forgotten in the hay as he moves, throwing one leg over Macaque’s lap and pulling the dark furred monkey close by the front of his robes. 

The god growls as he bites at Macaque’s lips, and the demon threads a hand through his hair before tugging at the strands. 

Greedy hands and sharp claws rend delicately embroidered fabric to shreds, leaving both parties half clothed and panting by the time they break for air. 

Macaque grins through red swollen lips, his eyes half lidded and filled with desire as he moves forward to capture Wukong’s mouth again. 

Wukong lets Macaque push him down into the hay, and closes his eyes with a low moan as Macaque slowly kisses his way down the god’s neck. 

“Mac-Macaque,” He mutters and pulls on dark fur.

“Please don’t tell me to stop,” A chin is propped up on his chest, and he can feel Macaque’s breath ghost across his fur. 

“No,” Wukong breathes, “Don’t stop, I was just… I just wanted to say your name.”

There’s a gleam in Macaque’s eyes that he recognizes as a possessive need, and the demon purrs out, “Say my name again.” 

“Macaque,” the god whispers, and the demon grins, wicked and sanguine before lavishing a series of bites to his chest. 

“Macaque,” Wukong sighs out, his eyes fluttering shut. 

There’s a smirk planted on his collarbone, and then a sharp burst of pain as teeth break skin.

“Macaque!” He yelps, and the demon in question chuckles around his mouthful of flesh. 

“We’re just getting started, don’t you worry,” Macaque laughs. 

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As the first rays of sunlight breach the stables, Wukong groans and throws an arm over his eyes. His body aches and he wants for nothing more than to go back to sleep.

There’s a rustling by his side, and he ignores it for all of two seconds, until faint memories of the night (and some of the earlier morning) come rushing back. 

Wukong bolts up and immediately winces, clutching his head as his hangover makes itself known.

“Stop it. Sleeep.” Macaque groans from beside him, and Wukong ventures a glance down only to tilt his head back up at a breakneck speed, his cheeks flushing furiously. 

The dark furred monkey is sprawled in the hay next to him, their legs half entangled, and both of them very very naked. 

An arm snakes its way around his waist, and he’s pulled back down onto the hay with a startled noise.

“Just…just for a few more minutes.” Macaque mutters, and Wukong sighs as he closes his eyes. 

“A few more minutes. And, and then…we have to get up.” The god yawns.

“Mhmm.” The demon tiredly hums. 

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“Tu’er Shen!” A voice thunders in the Jade Palace, and Tianbao looks over his shoulder.

“Yes?” The god answers sweetly.

“How many glasses of wine did you spike last night?” A court official scolds, clutching a rather rumpled looking scroll.

“Oh, I didn’t spike the wine. That’d be morally reprehensible. I just added a little…emotional truthfulness, ya ’know?” Tianbao laughs, and the official scoffs haughtily. 

“Not many are going to see it that way. You’d better lay low for a decade or two.” The official glares at him before stomping off. 

The god shrugs and continues down the hall. He can’t help his grin as he passes the stables on his way out of Heaven. At least he helped some of his oldest worshipers get lucky last night. 

[jeez-nuts]

A not-so-accurate comparison of Twst cast to Genshin Impact cast

Savanaclaw

Rosaria - Leona Kingscholar

* They look so done with everything and they’re not even trying to hide it

* Is perceptive and can smell other people’s BS (like with Rosaria towards Albedo or Leona towards Jamil)

* Screw work, they just wanna drink/sleep

Traveller - Ruggie Bucchi

* Its not even their personalities, its more about they share the struggle of being stuck doing errands even the small ones for lazy jerks

*coughs* Genshin Impact NPCs and Leona *coughs*

Diluc Ragvindr - Jack Howl

* Tsundere

* Appears unapproachable and cold, but they have a heart of gold

* Sticks with their moral compass

* A true gentleman

Octavinelle

Kamisato Ayato - Azul Ashengrotto

* I see no difference

* When Ayato drip market was leaked,my first thought was Azul 💀 The hair, the eyes, the color, the mole, and they’re both related to water- (It doesn’t help that Ayato would be perfect in Octavinelle too)

* Manipulative and sly bastards that’s very dedicated to their work which involves some shady tactics.

* The two also had a very stressful and rough childhood which turned them resentful and cynical.

* They really had to work very hard to be where they are right now.

Albedo - Jade Leech

* ….Sus

* Always beware of the quiet ones

* They prefer to observe scenes from afar while scheming from behind

* Also is highly a curious individual that gets fascinated with weird things

* If the two were to meet, they’ll be mountain club buddies

* Will 5d chess you

* Highly dangerous

Tartaglia (Childe) - Floyd Leech

* REESE PUFFS REESE PUFFS REESE PUFFS

* Literally a walking meme

* Troublemakers of a feather

* Thrives on getting on people’s nerves

* But if you get on their nerves, you’re dead

* Unhinged

* (Is it bad to admit I kin both-)

* "Comrade! " "Koebi-chan~"

[phantasmagoriaoriginals]

is there a summary of the characters from lux republic anywhere ? ^v^ i like reading ur stuff

Not yet, but I'll make one right now! XD

. . .

Category: Human Actions

1. Wisdom and Knowledge

Deity — Arrow

communication, thought, information, interests, academics

The so-called "leader" of the deities. His domain is debatably the most impactful on humankind, and as such, he wound up being the most powerful of their group. Smug, egotistic, and never hesitating to rub his superiority in everyone else's faces, all of the knowledge available to humans is at his disposal. Unfortunately, that's also his greatest curse. There are things Arrow wishes he didn't have to know, and of course, with great power comes the eternal fear of failure...

2. Literature and Art

Deity — Cadence

creativity, pleasure, self-expression, drama, romance

While all Deities have an inherent adoration for the humans they owe their existence to, Cadence is the most open about it. Her domain is all but universally adored, and because of that, she's both confident in her connection to humankind and desperate to reach out even more. She paints herself as harmless, appearing palatable and pleasant even to her fellow Deities. Representing self-expression, though, she's not quite as innocent as she likes to act.

3. Warfare and Strategy

Deity — Legend

reputation, ambition, talents, goals, fame

While his appearance is intimidating and his domain encompasses some of the worst parts of human nature, Legend isn't the tyrant many would expect him to be. He's a serious sort, eternally weighed down by guilt, and handling his duty in life to the best of his ability. He represents human ambition— but most of all, the cost that it takes to reach one's goals. There's no way to live without suffering, be it your own or that of others, and he accepts that fact.

4. Desire and Sexuality

Deity — Revel

identity, beginnings, attitude, first impressions, control

Between an ability to connect with humans in their dreams and a natural sort of seduction that brings out people's darkest desires, Revel is used to being a chew toy for human lust. At the same time he treasures this one form of closeness, the constant, inescapable abuse of his own making has left him jaded. Fearing pain and addicting himself to the intimacy of being hurt, he believes that the core of humanity is violence. It's all he's ever known.

Category: Innate Concepts

1. Promises and Rituals

Deity — Caliber

finances, possessions, habits, priorities, values

A pragmatic, cold-hearted Deity who favors personal gain and always coming out ahead. Her dedication to rules and contracts is brutal, though, and anyone who breaks a promise will face her wrath. She dislikes lies and those who take commitments lightly, with routines and patterns governing her behavior more than passions. While riches are part of her domain, she's more concerned with managing assets properly than accumulating large amounts of wealth.

2. Balance and Revenge

Deity — Kindred

subconscious, secrets, enemies, seclusion, endings

Despite most people perceiving her as a violent Deity of vengeance and punishment, the truth is that Kindred values fairness above all else. She wants those who do wrong to face the proper consequences, never more or less than they deserve. Few people look upon her fondly— humans fear her and the other Deities find her too strict—, and she accepts that. Being by herself seems more fitting than trying to be loved, and being something she's not.

3. Trickery and Relationships

Deity — Fable

emotions, family, illusions, debts, stories

Outwardly, Fable appears to be a sly, scheming bastard who no one expects to care about anything or anyone but himself. However, the reality is that he's an emotional, sensitive person who cares so much more than he wants to show. His domain involves the complexity and inherent manipulation found in human relationships. Twisting his words and toying with others comes naturally to him, but it's not as malicious as people think. He feels undeserving of a real bond.

4. Dreams and Fortune

Deity — Saga

connections, aspirations, saviors, the future, miracles

Brilliant, sparkling, and alight with charisma, Saga represents the glowing, golden future that everyone dreams of. Her youthful appearance and permanent smile draw people to her side, but just as luck itself is hollow and fickle, her eyes are empty when you look too closely. Nihilism and apathy dominate her true self, with her careless happiness concealing an utter lack of concern for anything. Blessings are easy to come by, but does anything good ever last?

Category: Natural Forces

1. Evolution and Innocence

Deity — Verity

adventure, philosophy, discipline, law, truth

Among the Deities themselves, Verity is often considered the most dangerous and unpredictable. Her idealistic nature and passion for the "good" in the world initially seem admirable, but the reality is that she's a reckless, violent person who's more concerned with her views of right and wrong than any real justice. Her nature stems from the ignorant, self-righteous parts of humanity that would rather force their will on others than seek acceptance or fairness.

2. Winter and Death

Deity — North

death, solitude, transformation, inheritance, fate

The silent shadow of the Deities, North is quiet, passive, and mostly uninvolved with everyone else's chaos. They like steady, simple things, finding comfort in the inevitable facts of life more so than hopeful longing or baseless optimism. Despite their aloof exterior and neutral persona, they're surprisingly gentle. Being alone suits them, as others are often overwhelming to be around. They have no strong feelings about their own existence or place in the world.

3. Weather and Calamity

Deity — Zephyr

instincts, destruction, strength, confusion, purity

Brash, ferocious, and ruled by emotion, Zephyr represents the nature of humanity that feels. He's an odd mix of carelessness and intense passions, either investing himself deeply in whatever he does or not bothering to stop and think. His purity exists in the sense that he's oblivious to some of the worst parts of the world— so caught up in having fun that bad things bounce right off his thick skull. Violence comes easily to him, but there's rarely cruel intent behind it.

4. Nightmares and Discord

Deity — Tenebris

sleep, perception, instability, fear, punishment

Tenebris is an unpleasant being through and through. He's a sadist who feeds off the unhappiness and pain of others, but turns into an utter coward when it's his own neck on the line. His mental state is fragile at best, with his thinking scattered and his desires twisted up into knots. Aware of everything around him to the point of paranoia, he can only see the worst in everyone around him. And yet, beneath it all, he longs to be close to humanity just like all of them do.

[tiens-letters]

with these hands, I vowed to love you

with these hands, I vowed to care for you

and with these hands, I ruined you

Childe (angst)

tw : slight gore and just pure pain

...

It was that time of the year again, going back to the snowy region was a bliss for you. Having to visit your fiancée's family was an unspoken tradition after he introduced you to them. They practically took you in as one of them immediately, especially that little angel brother of his.

Teucer.

The train ride was comfortable , the window giving you the familiar beauty of the snowy landscape of snezhenaya. It was snug inside the rather spacious compartment Childe rented out, even when you told him that you'd rather share a normal one due to your thrifty nature he'd shrug it off, claiming it that he has too much mora and nowhere to spend it on other than you.

Gifts from him would scare you as you knew these weren't anywhere cheap. Everything he gave was expensive, he loved showering you in gifts and it made you feel so overwhelmed.

"Ajax, you're spending too much." you were visibly sweating beside him as he picked out another one of the dresses on display at the local boutique of Liyue.

"I think this one would suit you better, don't you think so love?" of course he wasn't listening, placing the dress in front of you

"Ajax." you frowned at him

" I just want to spoil you." he whines

"I know but sometimes its just..." you stopped yourself before saying anything further in fear of offending him

"Was it too much again?" the tone in his voice softens as he puts back the dress, he knew how you didn't like that habit of his, formed from the first time he saw you down by the docks.

"One dress, Ajax. One is enough since you picked it out for me." you gave in not wanting to see him so dejected, he immediately brightens up as he pecks you on cheek before rushing off to a different aisle of clothing. Sighing, you sat down on the sofa present in the shop, watching the ginger decide thoroughly of what dress to buy.

But of course, your love for one another runs deeper than things bought off gold nor silver. No, it ran deeper than anything else, rivaling the oceanic depths.

"What are you thinking about hmm?" he hums below you, head resting against your lap.

"Im just happy to be visiting again, that's all." you smile, nimble hands brushing through his soft hair "Sleep well?"

"You bet I did." he grins taking your hand and placing a kiss to your beating pulse and then another and another, showering you in his deeply rooted affection. Soon his kisses reached where they are supposed to belong, those soft lips of yours and then inching their way to the sensitive spots on your neck, leaving marks only he can place on you.

Breathless and bothered, you pushed him back "The attendants are gonna see, you idiot." at least you still had some control in you

"They will only arrive when we call them , so its fine to have a little fun before we arrive." there was that sly grin of his as he continued in where you both left off, ears perking to hear more sounds exclusively for him and him only.

"You horny bastard!"

...

It was cozy by the hearth, you and his siblings huddled together in one single fleece blanket, steaming cups of hot cocoa in hand. Childish giggles and hushed stories erupted amongst you. Teucer having wrapped in your arms as he snuggled closer. Anthon and Tonia flanking your sides.

"Hey, who's fiancé do you think you guys are coveting?"

"Oh don't be like that, your siblings just miss them." his mother chided from the couch where she sat, an open book on her lap, she didn't seem to age and always looked so young that at first you were shocked to have been introduced to her.

"But mom, I haven't seen her all day." her son pouts as if he were still a child denied his candy

"Give me a break, you're always clinging onto her you know." his sister rolls those identical thalassic eyes at him "You wont die if you go a day without her."

"Listen here you little---"

"Ajax." you interjected, as much as you enjoy the siblingly banter of theirs, you cant have them going at each other with offensive words. His pleading gaze aimed at you as he practically begged for you both to go home.

"Please?"

"After I put Teucer to bed." you sighed, standing up with the youngest in your arms

"Seriously this guy." his sister groaned "I was having a good time."

"Tonia dear, we can continue our conversations tomorrow." you winked at her, it was a promise

"Fine."

Both of you bid farewell to his mother and made your way towards Teucer's room and tucking him in.

"Happy?" you turned to your fiancée, a narrowed look in your eyes as he grinned beside you

"Of course, sweetheart!" he pecked your lips as he pulled you closer

"Can you not do it in Teucer's room? Have some shame." his siblings' comments were endless, this time it was from his older brother.

"That's why were going home." Childe picked you up as you made a surprised yelp making the other party roll his eyes "Also, get ready to lose tomorrow brother. I'm getting that white deer for my lady."

"I'm looking forward to it."

The walk was short towards Childe's home as he preferred living alone. It was a grandiose manor and you were sure you will never get used to how big it was and filled with such furnitures of the finest quality.

"Well, how was your day darling?" you hummed, arms snaking around his neck

"Oh you wouldn't believe it."

...

It was there.

You felt it in the cold breeze that wafted into the room.

A shift in the flow of the wind, it was different yet familiar at the same time. Leaving the window open as the harsh temperatures of the night climbed and crawled inside. The curtains danced in the turbulent current of the gale, carrying songs only you could hear. Songs that made mountains tremble and build civilizations at the same time.

there was something foreboding, something terrifying and something heavy and dark that devoured anything in its path.

You heard him first before he came in through those doors, that tousled ginger hair of his caked with melting snowflakes in the warm glow of the lamps. His rugged appearance caused by the hunting competition between him and his older siblings induced his worn out state. That soft yet jaded smile of his was what welcomed you as he trudged inside the bedroom, lazily discarding his clothes on the basket for dirty laundry and entering the bathroom for a quick shower.

"why is the window open? " he asks you, sliding inside the warm covers

"I just wanted fresh air ." you smile as you shut the windows and pull the blinds enough for you to see the moon that hung above the sky. Joining him under the covers, you cradled him, his head resting on the crook of your neck. Your hands finding their way into those soft locks of his , entangling them as he hummed softly against you. Those arms of his that held weapons and skin littered with scars both old and new now held you close, so tenderly as if he'd never taken a life before.

"sing me a song, sweetheart. " his queries were simple yet genuine

"of course." you sang until you equated him to a sleeping newborn

It was warm, so warm that you could have mistaken it for a summer afternoon in Liyue, resting on the couch with silken pillows and window showcasing the view of the harbor below. The steaming cups of soothing tea Beidou would brew for you when nights became cold at times she would pay you a visit after trading that would take weeks, months and rarely years.

you slept.

Why is it cold? you wondered, Did Ajax open the windows?

You were blessed by the tsaritsa so such climates shouldn't matter to you.

You woke up.

A shadow was cast over you by the man youve sung to sleep. Virulent blue eyes looked at you with so much abhorrence, for a second you couldnt recognize them and thought it was a stranger to which you were ready to terminate.

"Ajax?" your voice was hoarse, as you slowly lost the feeling in your lips.

He was crazed, still trapped in that dreaming state of his, drifting between experiences. Today was a re-enactment of a memory he would never speak of, not even to you. There were parts of him he'd never tell you, such a soul as yours should never hear.

You choked and coughed as the metallic taste of mortal ichor filled your throat. How could you have not felt anything earlier? Was it because of your futile attempts to coax Ajax back into reality or was it because of the numerous thoughts your mind came up with to he answer as to why he is in such a virulent state. Excruciating pain filled your whole body as you writhed and struggled under his grip. It felt as if something was being ripped out of you.

"Ajax, darling come back to me." you cried, it took so much to even utter a word as you bled out, you know not where but you could feel it. The liquid vital for your survival was seeping out of you, flowing like a lazy river on an autumns day, only that it was warm, sticky and addicting.

"Ajax?" a hiss comes from that mouth, he cringes as you freed your numb hands to hold his face and he let you, seeing as to there was no point in stopping you as you dangerously danced on a tight rope of life and death. You couldn't tell in that delirious disposition of yours if his eyes were shifting between Ajax or the primal eyes of a beast hunting its prey.

It wasn't too late was it?

But why didn't your eyes meet his?

Who snuffed out all the lights?

"I've abandoned that name a long time ago."

The cold took over you completely, freezing you until you broke under his touch with words left dying in your ichor filled lips

and then fear was the last thing you felt.

fear that he might not return to his sweet, charming self.

fear that he will curse everything in his path.

fear that he might attempt to use different various methods to bring back what was lost

and fear of his ruination.

you care not for your death, even in your last minutes of life, you dare not blame him for what he's endured so far. only wishing he never had to experience such in the first place.

This is what the wind warned you about in its lullaby.

...

Childe woke up for the second time.

Oddly more worn out than the day before, but your songs always worked, how come? . He wondered if you left to make breakfast as the covers felt empty as he reached out for you. No, you were a late riser, always having to slumber in the middle of the warm covers of the bed you both share. It was he who mostly did the cooking in the morning. So your presence gone was a displacement in the moment of his waking.

His eyes had to adjust to the view of the room as he sat up, a yawn escaping his lips as he called for you. The pitter-patter sound of the water on the bathroom tiles were non-existent as he strained his ears to hear for any trace of you.

"What..." he was confused as to why the room was trashed, furniture broken in half and strewn about the room, the drapes shredded and laying on the floor and the mirror shattered to pieces, shards sharp enough to cut through skin yet he slept through such a thing?

his first concern was your safety as you had not been present in the room and it him.

the heavy stench of blood lingered in the air. His enjoyment for such things turned into something suffocating because blood was never shed in his own home nor in his very room. In the state of confusion, something dark caught his peripheral vision. A large blemish in the covers beside him, it was dyed a deep dark crimson and he knew well what it was. He began to shake in worry, telling himself not to panic until he finds you safe. All he could remember was you singing him to sleep, held captive in your soft arms, encased in your warmth, so how did it come to such a morning that looked like a result of a monster's tantrum. He calls out for you, his bare feet on the floor as splinters punctured them and he didnt care. he had to find you.

The hallways looked haunting, the portraits on the walls taunting him and he swore he was going lose it if he hadnt found you sooner, every room was achingly vacant and it felt like a dream. He calls for your name again in a frenzy as he rushes through the place, had the mansion been this big? he thinks as he runs down the stairs.

There in the fireplace, the dying embers of fire lit from the night before, wood giving away and turning into coal as the burning smell mingled with similar stench that engulfed the bedroom, the same dark liquid on the sheets was present as well, only that it was painted into the wall and bled down creating a cascading waterfall.

Because there you were, with arms spread out as if welcoming each and every sinner for solace and blessing them with forgiveness, the drying mortal ichor behind you creating a halo. Your lips upturned into something soft as if you'd do anything disgraceful to keep the effeminacy on a soul lost to ruin.

an angel crucified.

that oh so heavenly face of yours could rival anything beautiful, even statues would crumble under you, nations would go to war for you and bodies of those who want you would turn into a throne built for you and you only. You were immortally ethereal even in death.

Ajax, dear sweet Ajax felt his legs give away, energy having siphoned from him as he trembled so much that it could rival the mountains when they shook. Thalassic eyes, wide blown into grief, anguish and all other emotions crashed against him like strong waves that could drown anyone caught up in it. He knelt as pain spread through him like wildfire, burning, scorching and killing. Agonized cries filled the room and if someone were to pass by, they couldve mistaken it for a dying animal. He gasped and choked on his own breath as he dared to look at you, the tears freely flowing from his eyes, down to his pale cheek and finally falling off his trembling chin to be hungrily absorbed by the carpeted floor that was also tarnished by ichor.

He felt crazed as he wept and in that moment of insanity, he remembered. That most disgusting sin he's ever committed that he should never be pardoned for in the life he has right now and the next ones he will be in. Through the blur of tears, he saw his hands and he wished he didnt.

Sullied hands befitting a murderer.

He screams into the ground, doubling over as his hands find their way into his hair, gripping it and ripping out those jacinthe locks of his. He could never forgive himself now and he never will. He wails out loud until his own throat collapsed into a croaking mess.

and then he couldnt find himself no longer.

The sand of time seemed to trickle down slowly. His eldest siblings came looking for him, to continue the hunt. A once peaceful encounter turned into a nightmarish reality as they witnessed their brother rocking back and forth with you gingerly wrapped in his arms, mumbling your name. Lips pressed to your forehead as he prayed and begged for forgiveness over and over in hushed torn whispers as if it were enough to bring you back and cover that gaping hole in your abdomen.

"What did you do?"

...

"Brother, when are they coming back?"

Oh darling Teucer, innocence reflecting off his eyes as he tugged on his brother's sleeve. The toy you gifted him clutched tightly at his side.

"I dont know kid, their mission was sudden so its best to wait. Can you do that Teuc?" the truth about you was kept behind closed doors, only adults can speak of and if they did, it took time to keep the conversation smooth and off of any grief nor sadness when your name reached their tongue. The younger ones would never know until the time is right. When everything was taken care of and hearts moved on. 

Your funeral was held in secrecy yet was it was grand. Something that would hold the significance of your memories with them. It was beautiful, your favorite flowers lined along your coffin, and you. Looking ever so ethereal even when death has kissed you, clad in that dress Childe bought for you. 

"uh huh!" the youngest ginger nodded eagerly and skipped away as the eldest sighed into his hands, the pressure weighing heavily on his shoulders as he worried more and more about his younger sibling. Another memory, a mind broken and a his soul withering. was there any way to save him? 

Days seemed to go by as any glimpse of the man was scarce. Until one day they ceased to see him altogether. It started at lunch, a week after the funeral when it took everyone to coax him into eating more as he lost weight  and trickled down to a whole day. Cooped up in his room, clinging to a pillow with the fading scent of you. and then he was gone, like a snowflake melting upon ones forehead. They grew anxious and thought of the worse until they caught wind that he was back in Liyue from one of the agents only then were they allowed to breathe a little better. 

"Childe, what finds you here?" the calm tone of the geo archon's voice broke him out of his trance

"Have you seen my fiance?" Zhongli blinks at the question of the harbinger, he knew what befell you and yet this man before him seemed clueless enough as to what he committed. How Childe did what he did, he seemed to sympathize with in a way that would make him understand his behavior. 

" I have not." he couldnt bring himself to tell this man the truth. Perhaps he was sparing him, spearing that mind of his into spiraling down into nothingness and a heart that was held by a thin piece of thread. "Perhaps it is better to enjoy yourself while you wait for them." 

To deviate oneself from the loss might be the best way Childe right now until his mind is ready to accept the torment of the heavy truth that would slew this man. 

"I see. " he smiles and yet it feels so empty to Childe, the reason? He wouldnt know or atleast his mind wouldnt allow him to know 

"Ill see you around then Xiansheng." 

Everything that he portrayed lacked and all he could do as he's always did. 

...........

i had to.

I hope yall would get Childe :)

[chaoticpuff17]

A Dangerous Game

part 15

masterlist

It was a few days later when Namjoon had released her from what could only be classified as being grounded that she found herself barging into his office, a space strictly prohibited to her.

“Where is Jungkook?” She demanded walking up and slamming her hands down on the desk. She glared at the man across from her as he went over his papers, calm as ever.

“Good morning, jagi.” He looked up smiling at her warmly as he rose from his seat to greet her. She dodged him though as he went to place a kiss on her cheek. “You look lovely today.”

“Jungkook. Where is he?”

“Jungkook has been sent out on assignment.” He drawled leaning back against the front of his desk. “Jimin will be keeping an eye on you for now.”

“Yes, I got that when I left the room, and found Jimin instead of Jungkook.” She rolled her eyes crossing her arms under her chest as she tried to reign in her annoyance. “Is he coming back?”

“Not for some time.”

The huff that escaped her was completely indignant in nature. “Is this because he accidently let me run past him the other day? He caught me! All is well! So I’d prefer to have him back if it’s all the same to you.”

“Jungkook won’t be returning for a while. Jimin is a perfectly good guard.” He turned a hard gaze on the man in question who had been hovering back by the door. “Jimin, my wife is not to come into the office. Try to keep her away from here, if you could.”

“Yes, hyung.”

She looked between the two men and huffed. “That’s it?”

“Of course not, jagi.” The smile he graced her with was indulgent, patronizing. “I’ve been called out of town on business rather unexpectedly. I’ll be out gone for a few days.”

Her mind whirled with the possibilities of what that could mean, not only for him but for her. “Trouble in the empire?”

He chuckled taking one of her hands gently into his much larger hand and rubbing circles into the back of it with his thumb. “Nothing you need to worry about, jagi.”

“What a shame. I was hoping your empire was beginning to crumble around you.”

“No such luck.” He replied dryly.

“I can always hope.” She flashed him a tight lipped smile pulling her hand away from his.

He sighed gazing at her fondly. “You’re so cruel to me, jagi. Try to behave while I’m away.”

“I make no promises.”

“Careful, jagi. I could always keep you confined to our bedroom until I return.” He warned a harsh edge lacing his words.

“Your room, not ours.”

“Behave yourself, jagi.” He growled before a sly smirk overtook his features. He stood up from his relaxed position against the desk and began to circle around her slowly herding her back towards the desk as she tried to keep her distance from him. “I might be persuaded to extend your boundaries in the garden though.”

She perked up at that. Taehyung had made it so that she couldn’t go past the koi pond without the cursed anklet beeping to let her know she was reaching the limit of her tether. “And what would it cost me?”

She didn’t like the predatory gleam in his eyes as he watched her, as he pretended to think of what he wanted from her. They both knew that he already knew exactly what he wanted.  “A kiss.” She froze as he smiled at her looking every bit the wolf that he was.

Y/N couldn’t move as she stared at him now pressed against the desk as waited for her answer with a smug gleam in his eye. The sneaky bastard. Of course she was perfectly free to say no, but it would make her plans so much harder. Her mind had been running a million miles a minute ever since he said he was going out of town, that paired with the lack of her regular guard was like the perfect storm, the perfect time to escape.

“How much of the garden?” She finally asked eyeing him warily as though he would pounce on her before she agreed to his terms.

His grin was almost feral now, his eyes alight at the implication that she was considering his offer. “That depends on how well you kiss me, jagi.”

“One kiss?” She asked slowly, looking to him for confirmation.

“One kiss.”

“Okay.”

Before she had even finished nodding, Namjoon had swooped down clutching her tightly to him with one hand hot against the small of her back while the other came up to knot in the back of her hair keeping her lips firmly pressed to his. He kissed her like a man starved, and perhaps he was. She hadn’t compromised an inch, given him a hint of affection since he’d first brought her here, remaining cold distant with him. But this was anything but cold. This was desperate, aggressive, passionate. His grip on her was unrelenting, even as she whined and tried to pull away. With a small yelp, she was lifted up and placed back down on the desk, Namjoon slotting himself between her legs, never letting his lips leave hers as he kept their bodies firmly pressed together. She’d only promised him one kiss after all.

The yelp had allowed for Namjoon to slip his tongue into her mouth, deepening the kiss as the muscle explored every inch of her mouth, dominating her. She pushed on his chest, trying to get him to let go, but Namjoon wouldn’t budge. He was going to take this kiss for all it was worth because she had agreed to it. She had given him the green light to initiate the contact he’d longed for all these weeks. But she had her ways as well, and she wanted him off of her. He’d gotten his one kiss.

Namjoon pulled away with a wince keeping one hand firmly on her waist as the other came up to wipe a drop of blood away from his lip. He looked at the crimson droplet laughing at it as he leaned down to press his forehead to hers, both of them breathing heavily.

“Fuck, woman. You have no idea what you do to me.” She had a pretty clear idea. The bulge pressing against her inner thigh wasn’t exactly subtle.  He leaned down as if to press another kiss to her lips, but she quickly raised a hand pushing him back.

“The deal was one kiss.” She reminded him.

He took her hand pressing a hot kiss to her palm. “Soon, jagi. Soon.” He growled out the promise gazing at her with dark molten eyes.

She pushed him back, hopping down from the desk and straightening out the chiffon layers of her skirt. “Have a nice trip.” The words were thrown over her shoulder coldly as she exited the room Jimin trailing after her, a warm blush creeping up his neck as he did.

 Namjoon had upheld his end of the bargain. By the time he had left for his business trip, she had free reign of the garden once more. She knew from prior walks with Jungkook that one of the far corners of the garden was densely populated with trees. It would be the perfect place to hop the fence. All she needed now was a phone and a way to slip past Jimin. She had everything ready other than that, but Jimin wouldn’t be too hard to deal with. Most times he preferred to give her her space and monitor her location via the tracking anklet.

“Y/N-sii?” His soft voice called out as he entered the master bedroom in search of her, but she was hiding behind the door, a decorative piece of carved jade clutched in her hands as she waited with bated breath. She hated to trick him like this, but it had to be done.

Once he was far enough into the room, she brought the jade down on the back of his head with a slam knocking him out cold and sending him to the floor in a heap.

“Sorry, Jimin.” She whispered as she rooted through his pockets looking for the one thing she still needed. Jackpot! She pulled the phone out of his pocket with a grin before taking off in the direction of the garden.

It was hard to act normally as she made her way out to the garden. She didn’t know how long she had till Jimin woke up, so she had to act quickly. She’d have even less time when she reached the wall. Namjoon would be alerted as soon as she cut the tracking anklet off, but she was determined not knowing if she would ever have this chance again if she didn’t do it now.

She reached the wall, and crouched down pulling out the pocket knife she had looted off Jimin as well. It took a few tries, but she was finally able to sever the plastic that kept the anklet attached to her. Her heart beat wildly inside her chest as she scaled the tree finally making it to the top of the wall. The only problem now, was the drop. The wall was probably a solid eight feet from the ground, and she had never been terribly fond of heights, but it was now or never.

As soon as her feet hit the ground, she took off running in what she hoped was the direction of the road. Pulling out a phone, she dialed the number of the only person that could help her. She had never been more relieved in her life than when she heard the answer on the other side of the line.

“Jackson.”

part 16