#now i won't complain being married off to him

[he-calls-me-kitten]

Jealousy, Jealousy (Part 1)

Solomon x F! MC

Long Slowburn, Angst to comfort, Rough language and behaviour

"I'm resigning as your apprentice, Solomon." The conviction in your voice was clear. You had clearly contemplated it for some time.

"You're... you're not even close to ready for higher level magic MC-" Solomon was clearly caught off-guard. More shocked than displeased.

"I don't need it. I don't need anything to do with magic or being a sorceror. I just- I'm done. So thank you for everything so far, but you won't need to waste your time with me anymore." You barely met his eyes before you walked out.

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This was two days ago. You were careful to tell him on a Friday, so you could avoid him for the weekend.

Mammon and Asmo both asked you whether you'd like to go out with them, but you refused. You didn't want to run into him on the streets either.

A part of you felt guilty for doing that to him. He did deserve an explanation atleast. But what could you possibly tell him?

I can't be around you anymore because I'm desperately in love with you but you already seem to have someone else.

No. It makes no sense. It sounds so juvenile and conceited, you shake your head and bite the inside of your cheek. You cringe at how strange and tense your next interaction with him might be.

But that wasn't a good enough reason for Lucifer to let you stay home. So you took a deep breath and left for RAD.

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To your relief, you had no classes in common in the first half. At lunch you sat alone, in a place where you'd usually never sit. Further lowering the chance to see him. So you ended up with a friendly bunch of Succubi from your classes.

They were complaining about how the assignments were too long to complete in one week and you wholeheartedly agreed. While one of them was mimicking the professor's stern voice, another one screamed.

She was holding up her phone and squealing in excitement. You peered at it. Asmo posted a new Devilgram story.

Of course.

You feigned interest to match the energy of these excited fangirls. But honestly you'd lost your appetite, listening to the conversation.

"Oh look, isn't that Solomon in the back? Oh he looks extra smoldering today. I wonder where he's staring so intently?"

"Yes yes that's definitely him. They're always together aren't they? Like an old married couple haha!"

"Solomon stays in Asmo's room when he stays at HOL, doesn't he? Oooh I wonder what sort of kinky things they get up to in there?!"

Asmo is incapable of loving him. He has known him for centuries and yet doesn't know anything about him. Even simple things like his favourite work of fiction or his music tastes. He has never taken interest in what Solomon's works or passions.

"Oh but I've heard Lucifer is more Solomon's type. Did you know he's been trying to get a pact with him since the last century?"

"Oh yeah I've definitely seen them around too. There's even fanart of them in the RAD fansites now ahaha!"

"They are totally like rivals to lovers. Did you see the magical duel they got into once? They are so equally matched!"

Lucifer cannot stand the sight of him, let alone trust him. He always told me how dubious and shady Solomon was, literally asking me to shut him up and keep him away once I became a sorceror.

You couldn't sit and stew in this conversation anymore, painfully close to puking out all the contents of your stomach. But they caught you trying to leave.

"What about you, MC? As his apprentice who do you think suits romantically Solomon?"

Me.

You wanted to scream it. But you didn't. How selfish and conceited of you. Who the hell were you decide? And it's not like people were not allowed to have their opinions on it. You couldn't in your right mind, judge them for simply making the most logical assumptions.

"Haha I honestly couldn't tell. We never really talked about things like these." You laughed awkwardly before excusing yourself. The bell rang just in time. You headed straight to class.

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You were clutching your books to your chest. How did things turn out like this? You were sure to be as fast as possible. How did all the seats get filled up? And why was the only empty seat next to Solomon?

"MC, please come in and sit down. We need to get the class started." The professor said, impatiently. You nodded in apology and headed in the direction of your doom.

You could feel his eyes on focused on you, sending chills down your spine. But you didn't dare glance more than once. It didn't help that this was a double period.

And anytime your hands or elbows accidentally touched, you flinched, muttering soft apologies and tried to move your seat away. But somehow your seat was being pulled back into place again.

"The next assignment is to be done in pairs. So everyone partner up with person you're sitting next to and finish it by next class. Class dismissed."

Oh, just my fucking luck.

"I'll come by the House of Lamentation at 7:30 tonight." His voice was icy as he got up from his seat, moving back so you get out of class first. On your way home, all you could hear was the sound of your heart pounding wildly.

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You were suprised that the house was still empty at 7. You texted the brothers asking if something happened.

Satan texted back about how there had been a sudden increase influx of student requests and the student council has too many of them to review.

Beel texted you to eat without them cause they might have to stay in school overnight. You felt your anxiety rise. The thought of being all alone in the house with Solomon...

The doorbell rung exactly at 7:30. You opened the door and welcomed him in. The coldness never left his eyes. His footsteps were deliberately slower and more weighted as he followed you to your room.

"I've set up the initial requirements of the experiment, so if you have the magical items and extracts, we can just get started right away-"

SLAM!

The door shut and locked loudly behind him. You thought you could get away with pretending everything was fine but clearly he had different intentions.

"I believe you owe me some explanations, MC." He walked over to the bed, grabbing your wrist along. You could feel the repressed anger in his grip. It scared and excited you all at once.

You found yourself cornered against the wall behind the bed, your ankles binded together by his glowing ropes. Struggling was useless. He leaned forward until you could feel his hot breath on your lips.

"Sorry about the extreme measure MC, but you have a rather unpleasant habit of running away from conversations."

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To be continued....

[lilsluttyy]

" how long do we have to wait "

✪ Ujishima Wakatoshi x masc reader

✪ warning: internalised homophobia , crying , fluff , light smut , angst

✪ highschool au

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Request from : @best-cell

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You and Ujishima has been friends since you two were kids, mainly because of your family that is. You two share the same interest in volleyball , and it's the reason why both of you enroll into Shiratorizawa. People around you would always tease you two , saying how Ujishima and you look like a married couple. You would always deny it and laugh it off , but past these days you felt something grew in you. Everytime he would call out to you , you would feel butterflies in your stomach whenever he's by your side you feel flustered.

Now here you are looking at your own reflection, your family thought you that liking someone who is the same gender is very wrong. You've been ignoring this feelings from the beginning, whenever you felt flustered around Ujishima you would always remember what your family said. ' now listen to me son..being a homosexual is very wrong ' ' if we ever find out about you being like those disgusting people..we will disown you ' ' I am hoping you won't turn out to be a disappointment son '. Those words bounces back and forth within your mind , at one point you wanted to separate yourself from Ujishima to get away from these feelings.

When you stepped out of your house you were greeted by Ujishima , he muttered a good morning and you just smiled as a answer. " Waka-kun you always wait for me but you never let me wait for you " you pouted , he patted your head and just kept on walking. You felt your heart beating loudly , but it hurts so bad you just wished that this feelings disappeared. Tendou greeted you and Ujishima, he starts babbling about his day on the way to the gym for morning practice.

After practice we head back to class we separated from the rest , you sighed heading in your class leaving Ujishima behind. He then sat beside you , after a couple of minutes the teacher finally joined in. You didn't bother listening to whatever she was saying , Ujishima noticed that you were not paying attention he tapped your shoulder " you should pay attention.." you just looked at him with a blank face then nodded.

It was recess and you were sitting together with the team as usual , they would talk about they're classes and complain. Then Goshiki suddenly asked " Senpai are you and Ushiwaka-senpai dating? " Semi hit Goshiki's head , before you could chime in Ujishima beat you to it " it's not ideal for a guy to date another guy.." he answered and went straight back to eating.

' well I've got my answers..' you didn't really know why were you shocked at his response, the whole team went silent but Tendou broke the silence with his story. You didn't have an appetite anymore, Shirabu noticed the change in your behaviour " Senpai are you not hungry..? " . You didn't want him to worry so you just smiled " ah..I don't think I have an appetite for now.." you then stood up and excused yourself. You just wanted to hide , you head towards the bathroom.

You stopped your tracks , tears were dripping down your face once you were at the bathroom you locked yourself in one of the stalls. " What did I expect from him..of course he would say that.." you whispered to yourself, you just felt disgusted by yourself " why can't I be normal why and I like this.." you couldn't stop the tears from flowing.

When you return to your class , your teacher had arrived already you went to him and apologize for your tardiness and went to sit down. " are you ok..? " you heard Ujishima asked , you decided to ignore those feelings once and for all but in this decision you decided that you need to keep your distance from him. You just hummed and payed attention to the teacher , Ujishima knew something was wrong your eyes looked puffy and red but when he asked you about it you either shrug it off or just told him to mind his own business.

You changed these past few days, and everyone notice it. It started when you told Ujishima to stop waiting for you in front of your house. As much as you like it , it's for the better you drifted away no matter what he do to be close to you , you would always find a way to run away from him. You stopped hanging out with the team during recess when it was volleyball practice you only talk to him if it was for help or friendly match. Ujishima was worried about you, he was worried that it might be something he said.

Whenever he visited your house along with his parents , you would avoid making eye contact with him and excused yourself. Sometimes your parents would ask about this but as usual you would just shrug it off , telling them you just needed to be alone for now.

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A/n : there will be part two

[kxmikomrade]

We all know that we have both fallen in love with Kaveh🫶

So<3

GN!reader

A medium serving of Cafe latte, Onigiri, and cinnamon dango<33

Imagine in SAGAU, Creator!reader dotes on Kaveh, and is practically their fav<33 imagine how jealous other characters are bc their dearest creator is favoring him more than the rest<3

I will love this man more than my entire life.

🍁˖࿐ SAGAU - Kaveh

╰┈➤Kaveh x Reader Order: Cafe latte, Medium serving onigiri, cinnamon dango Genre: Fluff, crack Gn!reader (or any gender) Pronouns: Y/P (your pronouns) Type: Headcanons Requested! by: @astrilien Warnings: Some swearing i think other than that, nothing but this was written before Kaveh's release/drip marketing. And I haven't done Haithams quest yet so 🤷 Waiter's Notes: How have your travels been? I hope that it hasnt been much trouble. I'm glad you have stopped by, please enjoy! ^^ Author's Notes: Welcome back my dear costumer who gives me food aswell 😌

i pray for ur main, bcs theyre gonna get replaced as soon as this man gets released

doesnt matter if he isnt suitable for being a dps, if u build him right, and give him the fanciest 5* weapon, mans all set

Your main has gone through alot with you, but never something like this, they just KNOW that they arent gonna last long

Characters who got benched be like: first time?

First time you heard of his name you didnt really think much to it until he got leaked and showed up in the archon quest that you were all 👀👀

Ofc, the man took pride in it and got a huge ego boost because you just dropped all your attention on Alhaitham and the story and focused on him

Speaking of Haitham, he's never gonna hear the end of it. Bcs Kaveh's already gonna use u in his old married couple bickering with him

Kaveh literally making sure to be extra expressive and salty to Haitham whenever he's going to be shown in a quest just for you 🥰🥰

And every character you've ever simped for just stands there like 🧍‍♂️🧍‍♂️

Kind of heart broken with how you easily just dropped everything for him and a TAD bit jealous but they won't say anything because it isn't good :((

Bennett, Sucrose, Ayaka, Amber, Collei, Barbara, Noelle, Ganyu, Gorou, Nilou, Kaeya, Yun Jin, Yao Yao, Kazuha, Thoma, Nahida

*Is confused* First, you decide to go to Sumru to continue the archon quest, then get in the brain-juice draining quest with too many complications looking for answers and now you're suddenly simping over this random blonde guy???

Razor, Xiangling, Chongyun, Qiqi, Sayu, Layla, Xiao, Yun Jin

Uses their work to their advantage to get your spotlight back on them

Hu Tao, Yanfei, Yelan

Tries to get your attention back. Doing big dmg, getting you trinkets and even getting into trouble just so you could pay attention to them again

Itto, Klee, Yoimiya, Beidou, Childe, Hu Tao, Venti, Xinyan

Doesn't really care. (They're just bitter inside bcs of how you chose him over them LMAO)

Xiao, AlHaitham, Cyno, Eula, Kaeya, Mona, Diona, Keqing, Wanderer

Really doesn't care. Like good for you ig *proceeds to go to work*

Jean, Kokomi, Rosaria, Albedo, Diluc, Lisa, Ningguang, Zhongli, Shenhe, Raiden, Sara, Faruzan, Shinobu, Dori, Candace, Tighnari

Does NOT like it and they WILL let you know, doing small dmg out of spite. Even trying to shake off your control. And ofc, constantly complaining or mumbling about it

Itto, Heizou, Fischl

"Oh, I see how it is" then makes a full devised plan about getting you back, it's a really good plan so let's see how it goes 🫡

Ayato, Heizou, Yae Miko, Yelan, Xingqiu

(458 words)

Sorry dat it's short, I haven't read much SAGAU so I don't rlly know wat to write :'DD

[pamgkrthwrites]

Could I maybe ask for a platonic yandere demon bull family with a younger reader maybe around 5-9 years old can be there biological child or a random kid that red son saw and wont shut up about

Warning, the following post contains Yandere themes such as forced adoption, mention of death during childbirth, mentions of torture, and mentions of murder.

Your mother had been working for the Demon Bull family before she had you, and unfortunately, died during childbirth. No one knew who your father was, so members of staff helped raised you but also expected you to help with chores as well. You were probably going to grow up to be a servant.

Red Son was a few years older than you, and always thought you were kinda weird. He didn't understand why you didn't have parents or why you were working at such a young age. He often complained about you to his parents. It was only when you are sick he became really worried for you.

He adopted you in a sense of the word. Other members of staff just saw you as his pet now, but he demanded you would be treated the same way as he was being treated. He hated if any other kid played with you. He even demanded you call him Ge, meaning older broter.

Once members of staff heard about this, they reported it to The Demon Bull and Princess Iron Fan. They originally understood a lot of the anger from staff, and made Red Son bring you to a family dinner to see what was so special.

Only to fall in love with you and adopt you fully.

Staff members and people outside of the family who see you less than your brother or do not see you as an actual family member usually end up dead. The family see you weaker yes but they want to protect you and do not want to see you harmed.

They dismiss the idea of you being married off as they want you all to themselves. Red Son has actually burnt people to death for trying to flirt with you. The only people Red Son trusts to look after you correctly is MK, only because he knows you're smarter than him.

They actually won't allow you to find out who your father is. Princess Iron Fan probably went off to find him herself, then killed him. They won't allow you to leave for a family that never wanted you.

I actually want to give Red Son's original story to the reader here, that being she stops your aging process at age 8. Probably because she does not like the idea of you ever leaving this place so if you're forever a child, you wouldn't be able to.

This family is obsessed with keeping you inside of the walls of their home, to the point they will not allow anyone to see you. It's the real reason why they have so many traps and torture people who do break in. If they find out someone who broke in saw them, they kill them quickly.

[kingkatsuki]

Jo, I have had A Thought

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Lumberjack Bakugo who works year round, but especially enjoys working through the winter months, spending solid ten to twelve hour days out in the snow, chopping up trees.

You're an office clerk for the business, one of only three. You see him in passing a few times, exchanging barely more than a hello or a polite nod - you're friendly with many of the lumberjacks, but Bakugo is only there to work, he doesn't often linger around to chat.

Only, one day, by a series of unfortunate events, the two of you get snowed in to the cramped office space.

Maybe he stayed late to get in a few more hours, and you had a ton of paperwork to get through, so the two of you ended up being the last two there for the night.

There had been a weather warning the day before, but you'd lost track of time, and by the time you were packed up and preparing to leave, there was too much snow to safely drive anywhere, let alone the hour and a half long trip it would take to get home.

Even if you had planned on chancing it, Bakugo decides to push into the office, pulling you back and telling you how stupid it would be to try and drive in that weather.

He's such a beautiful sight - nose and cheeks and lips red from the cold, snow dusting his hair, and his eyes look so clear and bright.

So the two of you are stuck together, alone in the small office.

It's so warm inside, so of course he takes off several layers of clothing, and damn - was he always that muscular. I mean, he would have to be, to chop down trees ten times his size, but the layers of clothing he covers up with truly deceive you.

But of course your bad luck doesn't stop there - the power goes out, and that means that the heating stops working too.

And sooner or later, the two of you would end up huddling closer - to preserve body heat is what Bakugo says when he pulls you closer to him. So close that you feel his heartbeat, smell his deodorant, and oh my gosh he's so close.

One thing leads to another and he has you bent over the receptionists' desk, and the two of you are sweating now, and his body sticks to yours as he leans over you, plastering his damp chest to your back.

He makes it clear that it isn't a one time thing either - he isn't the type to indulge in one night stands, especially not when he has the option of folding you in half whenever he pleases. And he won't complain either - you're just so cute in your little office outfits, short skirts and close cut blazers.

It wouldn't be so bad, he thinks - having a cute little wife to make him lunches and kiss him on the cheek before he leaves for work. The fact that you work so close by is also another motivator, spotting His Girl in the middle of the day does wonders for his work ethic.

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Sorry for the word vomit, I love lumberjacks and I love Bakugo, so naturally I had to combine the two

Now Lumberjack Kiri?? That I could talk about for hours :))

I’M SCREAMING OMG! This would make the most glorious fic though.

Like just thinking about Pro-Hero Bakugou who retires from hero work and ends up moving into a quaint, isolated cabin in the middle of nowhere. The only signs of his past are the scars that marr his skin and the memories that still give him nightmares. He’s happier now, or at least he convinces himself that he is. All his friends are getting married, having kids and settling down and he’s just made a simpler life for himself as a lumberjack.

But imagine after everything that night he just goes back to work at first, acting like nothing even happened? He just comes back into the office like usual to grab his paychecks, clock out and goes back to his lonely cabin in the forest?

And you’re kinda sad about it because you knew he was always like a lone wolf, but you thought maybe after that day you had something together?

But you don’t realise Bakugou is feeling the same, like he loves the idea of you moving in with him and having the perfect little life with you??🥺 but he won’t ever say it to your face. Not when you’re so much prettier than him, he’s got years on you and in his mind he’s a grumpy, scarred old man now.

Until one evening you’re pulled into the local bar by your friends, grabbing some drinks to relax after a long week and who do you spot sitting alone at the bar? The liquid courage flowing through your veins makes it easier to approach him, to talk to him properly for the first time since that night. And you think you’re going to sound so sexy and alluring as you lean against the bar to flirt with him, but you end up sounding sad. Asking him why he hasn’t really talked to you since that night, if he regrets it or doesn’t fancy you anymore. You probably sound like a stupid child talking to him like this, but it hurt.

And Bakugou feels like a complete asshole, because he had no idea you felt this way. No clue that the night meant just as much to you as it did to him, and he supposes it was the fear that you didn’t like him back that pushed him away the most.

So he downs the rest of his whisky, turning in his stool to face you as he immediately pulls you towards him to rest you between his parted thighs as he holds you. And god it just feels like home again as you both just cling to each other inside this rowdy bar.

[miekasa]

Gojo when sick is the best worst cause he'd 100% be the kind to beg for cuddles and end up getting you sick too (and he wouldn't even hide being happy about it cause now you have to stay in bed with him until you feel better)

He'd try to deny being sick at first until he realises it actually gets your attention -> he then acts sick TM and becomes the most dramatic you've ever seen him "I think I've got a fever can you check ? Are you sure you got it right ? No no I feel feverish check again"

He'll also be super annoying the worse he feels "No I don't want to eat that" "It's too hot, gimme the blanket" "No now it's too cold *proceeds to push the blanket away til it's on the floor*" "Let's cuddle- what do you mean no ? Naaah I promise I won't get you sick don't worry" which ends up with a) him pushing you away when he finally falls asleep cause he got too warm and b) you waking up feeling sick thanks to his clingy ass

Also he always complains when he has to take his medicine

Satoru is absolutely the worst, most insufferable patient anybody could ask for. He rarely ever gets sick, but when he does catch something, it’s like he’s been run over by a truck—his fever is way higher than it should be for the average cold or flu, his stomach hurts even though it’s not a stomach bug, he’s coughing up a lung just breathing sometimes. You have to feel sorry for him… even if being sick does nothing to curb his over the top personality; if anything, all of his symptoms seems to only heighten Satoru’s need for attention and affection (and conveniently, he never seems to lose his voice).

And you’re right, at first he does try to play it off, but the inevitable will happen (he will start sneezing all over the place) and—oh, what’s this… are you doting on him over a few sniffles? The next few days might be hell for his body, but Satoru’s on cloud nine in his mind because he’s about to have your undivided attention. Life is good (actually, it kinda sucks because his stomach is beating him up from the inside out, but you’re rubbing his back and feeding him bone broth when his head is not in a toilet so life is actually great).

He’s insufferable because his tolerance for being sick is equivalent to that of a toddler, but also because he’s picky like one, too. “Do we have beef broth instead of chicken? Wait—how do you know you have to take my temperature under my tongue? What about in my—achoo­—in my ear, I’ve seen that, too!... That can’t be my temperature, isn’t that too high?” “No, I need more medicine, give it back! Didn’t you see I’m basically a volcano!” “Satoru, you whined about the taste before, and now you want more? You can’t just have it now, there are limits.”“I am going to evaporate.” “I am going to eviscerate you if you don’t sit down.” “That’s so mean, I’m dying over here :(”

All that to get you sick in the process and then act like all is well. “This is what they mean by in sickness and in health right, darling?” Satoru grins, far too happy for a man who’s been eating crackers and pedialite for the past 48 hours. You glare at him, pulling your shared blanket up to your chin. Of course he got you sick, too. Of course you fell for it. You can tolerate a cold, but you swear if you start puking, you’re going to kill him once and for all. Satoru pays no attention to your murderous glare, only laying his head on your chest with a sniffle, “It’s good practice for when we’re married, don’t you think?”

[countrymusiclover]

17 - Wearing a Ring

(Picture doesn't belong to me)

Part 18

Texas Romance

Tags - @tyrionsprincess30 @bvbwestfall

Someone knocked three times on the garage door making me rub the sleep from my eyes. "Y/n, Y/n, Y/n." Sheldon called out behind the closed door. Holding myself up on my elbow noticing Georgie's side of the bed is empty meaning he went to work most likely even though it's a Saturday. "Yeah Sheldon, what's wrong?" He peaks his head around the door trying to make sure he can come in. So I pat the space on the bed causing him to come sit beside me. He puts his hands in his lap looking nervous. "I'm not good with feelings but - I hope I'm not making life harder on you since you're pregnant now." Tilting my head I give him a weak smile hugging him without a thought and supriseingly he puts his arms around me. Sheldon had been freaking out that he couldn't focus on school because of his brother being pregnant and he was complaining a lot recently.

"It's okay Sheldon. It's all overwhelming for all of us." I whispered pulling away and wiping away tears until he offers with a smile. "Can I offer you a drink?" Nodding my head we went to the kitchen where he poured me a glass of chocolate milk since I can't have coffee while I'm pregnant. He stands at the end of the table as I finished it off. "Thanks, Sheldon." The front door opened and I hear a bunch of foosteps entered the kitchen meaning I see Missy and Georgie. "Hey guys, what's going on?" I asked confused at seeing her nearly bouncing off the walls and him clearly nervous when he reaches into his flannel pocket. Sheldon looks between the three of us confused as I am until Georgie dropped on one knee. "Georgie." I gasped suddenly dropping the glass making it shatter on the floor. He clears his throat trying to not cry himself.

Missy is almost jumping up and down giggling like she's five years old again when he spoke staring up at me. "Y/n L/n, I love you. When we started dating I was a reck always getting in trouble because I didn't like being called dumb. But you helped me see that I am smart in a different way. I know we didn't plan on becoming parents so soon, but I promise I'll be there for you. Through everything - because you are the only person I want to spend the rest of my life with. Will you marry me?" Nodding my head yes causing him to quickly get to his feet kissing me. He takes my left hand slipping the ring on my finger, looping his arm through mine smiling to Missy. "Missy go help her with her dress. I think we're done waiting." I stared up at him daring to ask the question. "We're having an actual wedding, Georgie?"

Missy had done a actual good job at picking out the perfect dress for me. It's long in the back but short in the front so I won't trip. Short sleeve with lace on the front. Eyeing the ring on my finger someone knocked on the door making me glance over my shoulder seeing Connie. "Hi dear, I thought you deserved my ring. You're the best girl for my grandson." Running up to her I throw my arms around her smiling and she hugs me back for a second. Sitting on Missy's bed she puts part of my hair in a braid leaving the rest of it loose falling down my back. Slipping my tenna shoes on my father stands in the hallway taking me outside to see thr backyard all decorated for the wedding. Squeezing my father's hand I asked as we both looked to Georgie wearing a tie and his best shirt with blue jeans smiling towards us. "So you're fine with me marrying him?" My father looked down to me then at my mother who is crying. "If he makes you happy. That's all that matters babygirl."

My father puts my hands in Georgie's where his mother stepped up carrying a Bible in her hands smiling. "Georgie is letting me preform the ceremony and I am honored." My gaze flickered to his and I already knew why. His father had quit his job as the high school football coach and his mother was fired from working at the church. Plus the entire town had cut us off because of the baby. "We are gathered here today to bring these two wonderful people together. I see these two together and it brings me great joy. Just as I hope their child will..." She has us put our freehand on the cover of her book asking with a smile. "Y/n do you take him to be your husband?" I grin replying. "I do." She turned to her son who answered immediately without a thought. "I do." Mary stepped back before Georgie cups my face in his hands kissing me slowly. Wrapping my arms around his neck I kiss him back hearing Missy hollering out in joy. "She's finally my sister in law!"

Comments really appreciated ❤️

[maximillien]

anywho, THE REQUEST 🫶🫶

i don’t mind what ever format you like to do, but can i have a thing with alberu where he’s looking at the reader and goes “oh shit, i am so in love with this person” and after he comes to that realisation he just notices more little things about the reader until he’s like, “(name), for as long as i lived, and for how much i cherish this empire, you are my closest aide and has gone through the most with me. so, not as a request from your superior or as your royal highness, but as alberu, would you continue to cherish these moments with me? for i love you truly, (name)”

JUST. HIM. REALISING HIS LOVE AND SWEETLY PROFESS HIS LOVE I CANNOT PLS

Omg omg omg okay let's gooooooo

(LIGHT NSFW WARNING)

- let's start talking about how he'd fall in love with reader.

- another writer has touched on this, but I also think he'd go for an arranged marriage as they've written 'the benefits of an Arranged marriage can't be glossed over'

- so yeah, reader is either a noble or princess and all (transmigrated or not)

- I think he'd try to start off being friends with you

- before the wedding and marriage in itself he wants you both to get to know each other, like? You're spending your lives together?? Might as well see what you're both getting on each end

- so he'd try to make some time in his schedule (I'd love to see him throw his work on Cale- literally, throw his papers in his face and say 'IM GOING A DATE, DO THE WORK')

- most likely would have tea with you, have walks in the garden

- starts off asking basic questions like your favourite colour and food (yes ik ik ik idc, he's asking them, he wants to know)

- he might invite you to play chess with him (yes I hc he plays chess- ugh imagine playing chess with him. After he fell in love with you he'd let you win just to see you smile (unless you're a chess champion and you win without him letting you, then count him surprised and horny))

- bounces ideas and theories off of you, he wants to know how your brain works and your thought process

- at the very start when you're still acquaintances he'd probably ask some questions to test your boundaries and see where you stand (like to see if some subjects make you tick, what you're okay talking about and all)

- he wants to know who you are as a person, not as the noble/royal facade you've put up

- in exchange he'll do the same

- he won't let you know he's a dark elf yet tho, that's like very very intimate territory and much further down the line

- so he'd share his own ideas, theories and interests

- I think you'd end up being friends in the beginning

- then you get married (I don't think you'd spend the first night yet)

- and then you meet his fucking brother

- I think you'd be so flabbergasted meeting Cale that you'd show it too evidently on your face, and Alberu would test the waters. Then you'd answer in some way, half bashing Cale and that's it.

- he's elated

- you're now BEST FRIENDS

- tea times complaining about Cale and the work you BOTH have to take care of

- which he's ever so thankful for, because he also now has you to help and has a tiny bit more free time

- I think he'd fall in love after you discover he's affiliated to the dark elves

- like you don't know HES one. You just know he has connections with them

- one of his fake elf guards made themselves known in their real form and BOOM. You're in his office

- why are you in his office? Your husband has been overworking himself for the millionth time that month, so you know what? You're going to knock him out and drag his ass to bed. How will you do that? You snuck into the kitchen and stole a pan. Now you're tiptoeing into his office, busting the door open and- OH MY GOD IS THAT A DARK ELF?

- I gotta say, mistah dark elf bodyguard would probably try to knock you out, but you've been training your reflexes to knock your husband out.

- so guess what?

- mistah bodyguard ends up knocked out into the floor whilst steam comes off the pan

- Alberu is gobsmacked

- like his mouth is open and he is SHOCKED

- a tiny little part of him is like 'wow, they have brains AND brawn, ugh I wish that were me on the floo-'

- he waves the thoughts off though, and pries the pan from your hands before more lasting damage can occur

- I mean he was gobsmacked, youre over here having a whole ass nervous breakdown because what the FUCK is a dark elf, the elves that have gone into HIDING FOR CENTURIES??? Doing here??

- honestly considering taking his necklace off and telling you the truth

- before you look at him, dead in his eyes and go ' you're allies with them'

- so he's just gone quiet whilst you're over here, marvelling over how your husband SOMEHOW managed to BEFRIEND, and ALLY himself to THE dark elves

- he's kinda shocked that you're not idk, thinking of reporting his bodyguard (who si still knocked out onto the floor)

- he asks you why you're not reporting the bodyguard to his father (ugh.)

- you say that it's unfair what's happening to them. What, because they use dead mana they're dangerous now? Who the fuck came up with that logic?

- he swoons. Does not show, but he swoons.

- he started falling in love right there, he just didn't show it and I don't think he acknowledges it until later on

- so you know, you guys brings the bodyguard back to his room/headquarters and then you both walk back to your room

- you shared that you were gonna knock him out with the pan to bring him to bed (since he wondered why you had it)

- he's never been more jealous of his bodyguard in his life

- anyways y'all go to bed

- he definitely wants to ask you again, if you're okay with him being allied to the dark elves (not even knowing your sexy ass husband is one) but he abstains cuz you'll get suspicious otherwise

- he waits until you fall asleep and just watches you, with this soft look in his eyes, and his heart just squeezes and he knows

- he is not an idiot, he knows on the spot what he's feeling and that it's all for you

- probably has an 'Ah. I'm in love with them' realisation

- definitely makes more time in his schedule for you

- and tries courting you properly

- he's putting himself out there

- gets you flowers, presents, whatever you want.

- you want jewellery? He's called up the best jewellers in the empire, they're coming over soon. You want to have a look at new weapons for your weapon training? He's sneaking out with you in town to have a look at some. It's a date. (He's buying you skewers and trying out new foods too. Is watching you and only you the whole time. Definition of heart eyes.)

- he complimented you before he fell in love, but then his compliments like, tentupled?? Is that a word?? Autocorrect says it's not. (X10 basically)

- you 👏 are 👏 always 👏 getting 👏 complimented 👏

- in the morning when you wake up? Your hair looks marvellous, he loves the way the sun catches its reflections. When you come see him for a break? Gosh, those trousers/dress suit you so well. He should call another dresser to make some more for you. Having dinner? He won't say it, but he loves how you eat (yes, he loves how you eat. Idk what you use to eat, he loves how you enjoy your food and your content face.)

- literally, he loves everything about you

- it doesn't even matter what emotion you're feeling

- you're angry? Will try his best to help you (Horny activated if you get mad at some horrid noble). You're sad? He will always always be there for you and make time for you. Want a hug? His arms are already open and he's ushering you into his lap. Not a hugger but need a shoulder? Available for Any talk. He'll always be on your side.

- I don't see him confessing just yet

- he's in love, but he's been living in the palace so that's given him trust issues

- also he's a dark elf so that makes his trust issues go ⬆️

- you'd get curious about his necklace sooner rather than later.

- all the months you guys have been sleeping together he's never taken it off

- you've seen him go take a BATH with it

- (yes? You watch your husband like a hawk? And? He notices when you go to take a bath too?? He loves how you look when you're all warm and refreshed, ready for bed.)

- so yeah, subject would come up, and he'd share it's from his mom

- you tell him he can talk about it if he wants

- he does. He talks about his mom, how much he loves and misses her. How he knows she would've loved you so much and would've loved to meet you. How hard it was in the palace for them and how life was for him after

- you'd both be in a pretty private area and you'd have moved your hand to hold his (if ur ok with touch, if not, you're intently listening to him).

- at that point he says he wants to share something personal

- you say go for it

- he takes his necklace off

- *wink club transformation msuic*

- here is your sexy dark elf husband

- now. I gotta say. I think we all thirst for dark elf Alberu. I know for sure my first thought would be a horny one and I know reader would also have a thirsty thought

- probably let's it slip that you find him really HOT AND SEXY

- hand on mouth with gasp (not him ;;;)

- he did not expect that

- he expected either a freak out, rejection or acceptance

- not sudden horny

- gobsmacked 2.0

- recovers pretty quickly, he's definitely teasing you after but right now he just wants to make sure you're okay with this

- you're okay with him? Even like this?

- youre tutting at him at this point. What the fuck do you mean, this? Yeah I'm okay with you being sexy, man.

- no but seriously you say this changes nothing and he's still your Alberu (ahem ahem emphasis on YOUR, he blushes but you can't see due to his darker skin)

- gets up from his seat (y'all were sitting at a table) and rounds the table.

- takes your face in his hand and looks ta you with that look

- that look. When you're in love and you look at somebody like they're your world

- yeah, he's looking at you like that.

- he's leaning in closer and right RIGHT close to your lips he asks if you're okay with this (little breathy question, god you can feel him)

- you don't even wait

- just immediately take his face and kiss him

- he's brain fucked

- he's so happy, gives the kiss his all

- sits on the table and you climb on his lap and straddle him soon after

- you're both holding each others faces

- rly passionate honestly

- and then confession

- he confesses between kisses

- now you over here are absolutely breathless. Not breath left in these lungs. He's taken all your oxygen and he's confessing his undying love for you

- the moment you reciprocate hes grabbing your waist and leaning you slightly forward and kissing you even more fervently

- he's so happy

- (this definitely leads to hickeys, though he had to loosen your dress/shirt to give them, gosh you're both completely messed up by the end)

- I wouldn't be surprised if you guys had your first time right there and then

- If you don't want to, he'll immediately stop, he's absolutely fine not doing anything. He's still miss you up your neck and your face though. Very attached to you for the next few weeks

- if you do end up banging, you're doing it on the floor as the table is too uncomfortable

- takes very good care of you, goes slow and is very respectful (even if his control is slipping, like sweets, the moment he's in you? That control is an elephant on a thread)

- aftercare king

- runs you a bath, asks for some food to be cooked and water to be brought over

- will massage you if you want

- wether you have sex or not, you both fall asleep cuddling (unless you don't like that) and he's completely shoved his face into your neck

- he's in his dark elf form the whole time btw

Haha there it is

My keyboard is glitching so I'm stopping now

[doevademe]

Then without further ado 🤑

Prompt: adult and married Percy and Nico meeting their younger counterparts (let s say the ones from after the whole not my type incident) go craaaazy, sorry if it s not an easy one . I just hope you ll take a comedic approach to it but that s your choice.

"YOU!" The teen pointed at him once he saw him. "WHAT DID YOU DO?"

Percy sighed and passed by his seventeen year old self and straight towards fifteen year old Nico. The little son of Hades shrugged, as if to say, 'what do you expect of me?' and walked towards the car.

"Sorry about this, Wise Girl," he apologized. "I swear I was watching them, but I guess I forgot how slippery I can be."

"You forgot a lot of things, Percy, if you're even Percy anymore!" his younger self kept accusing. "Why did you guys break up?!"

"Just... give me a heads up next time something like this happens," Annabeth said. "Just a few minutes with him and I remember why we broke up,"

Young Percy looked at her, betrayal in his eyes.

Percy took advantage of his shock and dragged him to the car, speeding off before he could try and jump out.

When the boys had appeared in front of him and Nico at home, his husband almost suffered an aneurysm. When Young Percy had asked where Annabeth was, as she would know how to take them back, Percy had been stupid enough to let it slip that they had broken up.

Cue his younger self running away to find her and find out what happened, with Young Nico following behind, to make sure he was safe.

"What did you do?" Young Percy asked, calmer this time. "Tell me so I never make the same stupid mistake!"

"It wasn't a mistake," Percy said, getting angry despite himself. "You just don't know how things will go until they happen."

"Maybe that's why I'm here, then," Young Percy explained, desperate. "To make sure this Bad Future doesn't happen."

"Then why am I here?" Nico spoke up. Percy immediately whipped his head back. He was still panicking, but now all his attention was centered on Nico. "The only thing I know about my future is that I am in your house."

And gods, was his seventeen year old self an idiot. How did he not notice himself forgetting the world just by listening to Young Nico's words? How did he justify his eyes following the movements of his hands like it was hypnotic?

Denial was one hell of a drug.

"Why wouldn't you be here? Or at my house? We're friends," Percy answered like it was the most natural thing in the world. "And right now, it's us against the future."

Nico said nothing, but he gave him a small smile. Young Percy relaxed.

"So, how did it happen?" he asked again once they were by the house.

"I fell in love with someone else," Percy said honestly. Young Percy's eyes widened. He obviously thought it impossible. "I was... about your age, really, but didn't notice it until much later, when that person was already taken."

"Well, I don't like anybody but Annabeth, so that means this future won't come to pass."

"Oh, it will, you just don't know it yet," Nico, older Nico, said as he leaned against the car. Young Percy jumped on his seat. "Welcome back, Percy. Was little me good?"

"I'm not ten," Young Nico complained. He looked at his older self. "Do you know why we're here?"

His husband shook his head.

"Afraid not, but good news is, I don't remember being thrown into the future and meeting my older self, so you guys probably won't remember this once you get back."

"Nico! Help me!" Young Percy said. "If I won't remember, then it means I must fix this here! You have to help me get back together with Annabeth!"

No one spoke for a few seconds, and Percy saw Young Nico wince. Whether he was sad over his younger self being such a hard head, or cringing at him was a mystery Percy couldn't crack.

Nico shook his head, smiling tenderly and leaning forward slightly on the window and... well, his husband was 24 and dressed in an oversized shirt that let a lot of his collar bone and chest show. Young Percy was too mesmerized to keep talking.

But Young Nico noticed and his eyes shifted rapidly between his older self and both Percys.

The son of Poseidon gave a subtle nod, winking at him. Young Nico's face turned a deep crimson. Gods, he missed when Nico used to do that.

"When you grow up, you'll understand why it ended," Nico said gently. Young Percy, cheeks a little red, nodded dumbly. Percy was sure that, at that point, his husband could make his younger self to jump to his doom faster than any siren. "Now come on, I made some ravioli I'm sure you guys will love. I remembered mamma's recipes," he added for his younger self's sake, who wouldn't stop sneaking glances at both Percys.

"Wait, so this is your house? Where do I live, then?"

Nico looked at Young Percy for a second and gave him what Percy knew as his 'I'm seducing you' smile. Young Nico looked escandalized.

"Where do you think, Percy?" he said in a low whisper. His younger self's eyes widened in horror.

"I... I don't like... do I? B-but you said, I mean, he said I... that I wasn't his—" he looked between the Nicos, probably seeing his version for the first time as well. "I'm not hungry!"

"Percy, wait!"

Their younger versions ran into the house. Percy would probably hide in their room and see all the evidence of their relationship, while Nico would try to calm Percy down, who, now with the idea in his mind, wouldn't be able to stop thinking about his Nico that way.

"That was evil," Percy said, chuckling. Nico smirked back.

"Maybe," Nico admitted. "But he was the one who suggested breaking our marriage, so he deserves it."

[jairights]

❦ LUNCHBOX ❦

content warning: cursing, violence, abuse, manipulation, possessiveness, jealousy, humiliation, breeding, explicit sexual contents.

english is not my first language, expect typographical and grammatical error.

minors dni.

TAIJU SHIBA

Taiju Shiba is your husband, a rich man who never bend his beliefs. He decide things and you can't complain about it, unless you wanna get beat into a pulp.

As you wash the dishes and hum to the song playing on your bluetooth speaker, a lunchbox hit your head really hard. You hold the back of your head and looked at the lunchbox on the ground. It is what you gave your husband earlier at his office.

"What did I tell you about going out?" Taiju asked and walked to your direction. "You know I am always having lunch with businessmen and you dare to bring me lunch?"

You washed your hands covered with dishwasher's bubbles and face him. "I am sorry, I just think I should make you lunch at least once. As your wife, I couldn't take care of you since you are always out."

"Take care of me?" He gritted his teeth and banged your head on the table behind you. "Wanna know how you can really take care of me?" Your husband breathes deeply and grope your ass with his free hand.

You whimper. "Taiju."

He pulled your shirt and slam you on the sink. "When you're done, go to our room right away." Taiju said and walked away.

It's almost an everyday scenario, receiving hits from Taiju makes your body numb. At first, he wasn't really violent towards you, but when you get married and fell so hard for him, he showed his true nature.

He gets mad over little things, he believes that a woman should just stay at home and do house course. That's why your husband is really against when you go out aside from buying groceries. Being his maid suits you better than being his wife.

After washing dishes, you went to your room. Taiju just took off his suit and now removing his expensive watch. "Come here." He beckoned and took off his necktie.

You walked to him and sat beside him. "How's work, hon?" You sweetly asked your husband.

He stood up and start unbuckling his belt. "It's tiring, glad I have a caring wife like you whenever I went home."

You smiled. "Just tell me what you need, I will make it for you as soon as I can. Do you want to eat something right now?"

"No, woman. You don't get what's happening, you'll do the eating." Taiju removed his trousers along with his boxer shorts and reveal his semi-hardened cock. "Suck."

You hold his cock, wrapping on your palm. This isn't the first time you are doing this so you know what to do. After pumping few times, you start licking his shaft and twirl your tongue around the tip of his cock. You have to comply, unless you wanna get hit by his brute fist.

Taiju lay his head back and grunt. "Yes, that's my wife."

On that cue, you finally shove his dick inside your mouth. Cheeks hallowing as you bob your head on his cock. You choked, but gradually thrust faster. Satisfying your husband with your mouth, you gradually move your head.

"Mmpph." You gagged when he suddenly pushed your head to swallow him more.

He collected your hair and watch you as you suck his dick fully. "What a beauty." Your husband groaned and start moving his hips back and forth. Fucking your mouth to the phase he preferred, loving the way you gagged and choked on this length.

With a loud grunt, he suddenly pulled out his dick and his cum squirt on your face. He collects it and put it on your tongue. "This is your use as my wife." He hold your neck firmly and draw circles on your tongue using his thumb. Mixing his cum and your saliva, he commanded. "Swallow."

And you did.

Taiju being violent as his nature pulled your hair to make you lie on the bed. He began to rip your clothes since he can't wait to ruin everything inside you. Your shirt, short and underwear were ripped into pieces by Taiju's wrath. "I will bury inside your cunt that you shouldn't show yourself in my office."

"I won't do it again." You whined. "I didn't know you will hate the idea of making you lunch." You explained.

"Moron." He abruptly pushed himself in your cunt. "I always warn you not to go out, but you still did!"

The real reason behind it, he doesn't want his co-workers to see you. He's trying to gatekeep you from men as much as possible. If only there's a way, he wants to be the only one who can see you.

Your legs are leaning against his shoulders, his brute thrust didn't even start on a slow pace. He went all out as soon as he entered your crying kitten.

"Taiju~" you moaned. Mouth gaping wide as you scream his name with so much lewdness.

Both of his hand are grabbing your hair, his massive cock and force drove you into madness. Rolled eyes and drooling, your whole body is bouncing on him.

You are near. Taiju knows it by how loud you've been screaming and he's enjoying how fucked up you look with his dick inside you.

"TAIJU!!" You screamed and about to release yourself but your husband suddenly pulled out.

He slapped you and removed one of your legs from his shoulder. Two of his digits intrude your cunt, shaking like a vibrator. It made your back arched and your whines grew louder.

"AGHH~" You grip on the bedsheets and release a hefty cum on Taiju's palm.

Before you could catch your breath, he shove the same fingers on your mouth and his shaft entered you whole in a snap.

"AAAHH~ TAI-" you choked.

His thrust grew faster as you suck your cum on his long digits. It is insane, you could only helplessly moan and gagged as your g-spot is getting poked continuously by Taiju's brute thrust.

Skin smacking echoes in your room. Your husbands grunt turns you on more as your legs shakes on too much pleasure.

A slap meets your right cheek. "This" slap "is" slap "how" slap "you" slap "can" slap "take" slap "care" slap "of" slap "me." He pulled out his fingers from your mouth and hold your neck firmly. "You understand?"

You couldn't answer him since you only whine and rolled your eyes. "Ahh~ agh~ hmm~"

"Fuck." He grunt loudly. "Should I just breed you so you won't go out and just take care of my child? You want that?"

You nod aggressively. "Please-" you choked.

Taiju leans closer and began to nip your neck and breast. "You would be so pretty with your stomach bloated with my jerk."

Few more slam you came and Taiju followed. Without pulling out, he licks your neck and your wet cheeks from crying as he fucked the shit out of you.

Your body flinched everytime his cock twitch inside you. Glad Taiju finally gave you his attention after spending days in his office. You missed him and make a lunchbox as an excuse to see him. Eventhough you knew he will get mad.

"Ass up, wife." Taiju said when he's finally done licking your upper body.

When he pulled out, you roll yourself and went on all fours. It made Taiju's cock twitch, seeing how obedient his wife is.

"Don't you dare faint while I fuck the shit out of you." Taiju spank your ass. "We have a long way to go to make sure you'll get pregnant."

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masterlist ♡

[homunculus-argument]

I sometimes have "floater characters/concepts" - ideas that wouldn't be heavy enough to carry a whole story on their own, but which also aren't compatible with any other stories I have around at the time. One of them, currently, would require a setting that is the completely normal present-day Finland, to which I don't really have any story I could attach it to.

This guy is a completely white, natively finnish dude who was born and raised muslim. He's not hardcore religious, but he is observant, doing his prayers every day and knows where the local mosque is in every town he has lived in.

The story is that back in the 90s, his dad was doing a shit ton of drugs, and in one instance went into psychosis and heard the voice of God, commanding him to stop playing these stupid games, get clean, go back to the woman he got pregnant, marry her and provide for his family. Having grown up in a very christian environment, he had no doubt that this was indeed the Abrahamic God, but for reasons that may only make sense to himself, he also came to the conclusion that Islam is the one true religion.

And now his son is muslim, being the middle child out of five (having two older half-siblings with different fathers, and two younger ones), and while he has some doubts on whether God actually spoke to his father or whether it was his subconscious voice that manifested from sleep deprivation caused by being awake for a week and a half doing the worst speed found in Europe, he is certain that without God in his father's life, his own life could currently be much worse.

His father is still a bit odd, but a loving and dedicated man, who is only gently concerned by the two of his children who aren't religious at all. He considers whatever inconveniences he encounters in life to be a test from God, and his duty to not be embittered by them. In his younger years he had to do a lot of unlearning to shake off whatever casual racism he picked up from being born and raised in rural central Finland in the 70s and 80s, and that lesson was sent to him by God as well.

His mother never thought about religion much before, and isn't particularly religious now, but she has five healthy children, a peaceful home, and a sober man who considers it a duty to keep it that way, and she isn't concerned with questioning that. Philosophically, she is a stoic, and complaining about things as petty as not cooking pork dishes when she's otherwise content and happy with her life wouldn't even cross her mind.

In the end this guy doesn't really think about religion all that much, either, though it finds it absurd and annoying when people ask him why he won't just convert to christianity when ultimately all that concerns him is that God is real. He sees no point in going out of his way to try and learn a completely new religion that is intimately unfamiliar to him, when the largest way that that the way his religion inconveniences him is occasionally telling people he doesn't drink for religious purposes, and then feeling the need to explain that he's muslim, not Laestadian.

[ol1verdrawsyt]

What r things you like about the dsaf community, and things you don’t like about it? Just curious to hear some thoughts! :D

Oh boy, I have a lot to say abt this one. I'm just gonna preface this by saying, I have a very special place in my heart for dsaf. Idk where I would be today if I hasn't have found that trilogy. With that being said, I'll start with the good.

Tw: opinions 😱😱

For starters, its a very welcoming community. Because a good majority of the community is queer, it makes it a safe space. In my experience, it was the first time I felt open and comfortable being myself inside of a Fandom.

It's also a very talented community. Like holy hell, have you seen those amazing Henry fanarts with him in the void? They're fucking epic!

Finally, the DSaF community is pretty sweet to new artists. I remember when I was in the piggy Fandom, they were brutal man. I got bullied constantly for my art and was pretty close to quitting for a while. In DSaF though, I just simply received constructive criticism and people helping me rather than shaming me.

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Now onto the not so great

First, the ships that shouldn't really be normalized. Steven x Peter is probably a big one. Peter had a wife, Steven was a horrible boss and sent Peter to the factory knowing what would happen to him, and that he had a family (we know from Peter and Jimbo that you can refuse to do that. In the slightly evil ending, Peter refuses to send Jimbo to the factory) and also they canonically hate eachother. Also the horrible power imbalance? Like, idc what your excuse is, shipping boss x employee is just wrong.

And yet, this is like the 2nd most popular ship in the Fandom. I'm not done with it either cuz the people who ship Steven and Peter lead into my next point.

Being toxic towards straight ships. I'm gonna preface this before anybody gets mad by saying, I am a trans and queer man, I can have an opinion on this.

So Peterline is not a very popular ship despite it being cannon. Caroline is Peter's wife, and you see her at the end of the perfect ending. I've been bullied before (mainly on tiktok) for shipping this. I've had someone just go off on me because I'm "taking away gay rep and that Peter is canonically a gay man." Like, tf?? Also, side note: he isn't. Dogman confirmed the characters sexualities and Peter is "probably straight." Not to mention he had a wife that he chose and married himself, not a manufactured one like with Steven. But back to my point. Peterline is overshadowed by all of the Steven x Peter shippers because it's EVERYWHERE. I don't even know why it's a ship in all honesty. But heaven forbid you don't ship it and ship Peter and his WIFE.

You thought that was the worst of it? Wrong. We go away from the side that's mainly queer/allies and go to the homophobic side. Yep. There are homophobic/transphobic DSaF fans despite a good majority of the main cast being queer. Luckily, they don't really show their faces anywhere near the queer fans, so we're all set. I have seen them comment on davesport posts before though complaining. Speaking of davesport:

Davesport has completely taken over the Fandom. I love davesport as much as the next person, but if you truly love something, you have to admit the flaws. First, the weird kinda fetishism of it? I won't name names **cough cough daystars cough cough**, but there are artists who draw this ship and intentionally make the characters look like teenage boys and not old zombie men. Plus, people kinda romanticizing / glorifying the fact that Dave stalked and had an unhealthy obsession with Jack. That isn't cute and romantic that "he loves him so much that he broke into Jack's house on multiple occasions and watched him sleep 🥺🥺🩷🩷☺️☺️☺️" (genuine comment I saw btw, minus the emojis cuz I wanna make sure people know it's satire what I'm saying). Plus, people are bullied for shipping anything other than Davesport. I can understand if it's a proship (I'll get into those fuckewads later), but someone shipping anything other than davesport will get you witchhunted in this community. I know I said I don't like boss x employee, but I don't hate someone if they ship something like Harry x Jack or something. There are people genuinely scared of showing that they ship that because of the hard-core davesport fans. Final note on this point, it's the only DSaF content being made. I want more Blackjack and og managers art pls I beg of you I want more art of the og managers. But instead, it's just davesport again. It gets to a point where I'm kinda tired of it.

Next point: people babying characters. Now, I won't name names **cough cough daystars again cough cough** but there are very popular artists who get away with this. The biggest ones I can think of are Peter, Roger, and Jack. Here's why I think this happens:

Jack: Because he's shown to have a soft side. It's mainly seen in DSaF 3 on the flipside with him gently talking to the other souls and telling them that it's gonna be ok and he'll help them find justice and peace. Also, he is somewhat civil to Dave at the start of a few routes so probably from the fucking davesport shippers again.

Roger: Because he's hinted at to have an anxiety disorder. Hey there! Person with a diagnosed anxiety disorder here. DON'T FUCKING BABY US! Like, just because you have an AD doesn't mean you need 24/7 protection and babying because "what if you get scared 🥺🥺🥺😔😔😔". People with ADs can do amazing things despite it. And Roger is no exception. In the evil ending, he goes off at Jack about everything he's done and doesn't break a sweat. He's probably the strongest out of the 3 phone guys because he's the first person (other than Peter) to stand up to Jack when he's doing something wrong.

Peter: Same as Jack, he's shown to have a soft side. Mainly when talking about how he remembers his wife and family, and invites Jack to live with him and Caroline despite (to his knowledge) he's only known Jack about a week. But like with Roger, he puts his foot down when needed. In the evil routes, Peter takes Jack back to his office and just let's him have it. He goes off about the fucked up shit Jack has done and even throws in some amazing lines like

"That's Mr.Cawthon to you, employee. We certainly aren't friends."

"Employee, let me tell you something. I am a VERY good boss."

"It takes the truth to fool me, or close to it. And you've played me for a goddamned fool."

But of course, with this community, that entire badass scene with Peter and Jack is overshadowed by him being "uwu smol bottom gay boy"

I mentioned them earlier, so here it goes: the proshippers. They're everywhere. Some of the biggest dsaf artists **cough cough fucking daystars again cough cough** are proshippers. It's mainly a problem on tiktok. I've seen people ship: Peter x Dave, Dave x Henry, Steven x Henry, Jack x Peter, Henry x Dee, Henry x Jack, Dee x Jack, Jack x Dee x Peter x Dave. It's honestly disgusting, and I really don't wanna talk abt it anymore.

Next, people drawing Henry skinny. This one pisses me off a lot. People draw Henry as a skinny little bottom boy and not the fat old man he is. There's a lot of people guilty of this. **cough you probably know who I'm abt to say cough cough**. Some people try at least. For example, I tried sticking with my roblox-like bodies and giving Henry a very big torso. Later on, I finally learned how to draw plus sized bodies, and so now that I can, I immediately implemented it. Some people just don't even try.

Finally, people mad at dogman for moving on from the series. I shit you not. I came across people complaining about this just last night. Here's the thing: DSaF has a lot of problematic stuff in it. Nobody can deny that. Dogman has apologized for it on many occasions and doesn't want that to represent his work now. He moved on to Dialtown, where he can now get paid for his hard work and pay his team. But because he isn't talking abt DSaF anymore, people refuse to even look at Dialtown. It's just kinda...childish in my opinion? It'd be a different story if you just simply didn't enjoy Dialtown. Like that's fine and understandable, the game isn't for everyone. But really? Just because the creator moved on from his problematic past and made something original, you want nothing to do with him. That's just stupid.

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Alr ty for coming to my Ted talk. If someone wants it I'll do one of these with Dialtown (there isn't much bad, it'll just be me ranting abt how much I love Dialtown)

Btw don't harass anyone I mentioned here if I did mention them. It doesn't solve anything, and you just look like and asshole.

[the-winter-witcher]

Honeycomb

Well, Honeycomb, won't you be my baby

Well, Honeycomb, be my own

What a darn good life

When you got a wife like Honeycomb

Sheriff Bodecker x f!reader (established relationship/married)

CW: dubcon, manipulation, rough sex, humiliation, degradation, Lee is a very jealous husband but can you blame him, hints at semi public sex if you squint, use of pet names (honey, sugar, darlin', angel), stereotypical housewife vibes

Summary: you wanted to do something nice for your husband and the boys down at the station, shame you didn't ask your Sheriff's permission first

Word count: 2.8k

Lee doesn't do surprises and he doesn't like being disrespected, which even though she isn't, he sees it as such. He's always bragging to his Deputy about his sweet obedient little wife and here she is without notifying him first, doesn't look so good on him now does it?

She stops by the reception and drops off some homemade cookies for the guys so really they can't complain, and they absolutely don't, but Lee has a face like thunder from where he's sat in his office. Wonders if his girl makes a habit of giving to other men, if she's sneaking around outside like this often when she should be home taking care of the place for him. She's wearing her best dress, he notices, and the vein in the side of his head pops as his jaw clenches.

"Lee, darlin'," her face breaks out into pure sunshine when she sees him, shimmying her way into his office like she belongs there, "hope I'm not intruding."

"What is it?" He keeps his tone short, cold eyes finding the door and gesturing at her to close it before he lets his temper flare. "Better be damn important, honey, if ya gonna waltz right on in n' make a joke of me dressed like that n' handing out goddamn cookies to my men."

She swallows a little at his tone, but she knows he doesn't mean it, he's just stressed. Always is when he has such an important job to do, and she knows it's her job as his wife to put that fretted head right. Still her fingers twist nervously through the brown paper bag she's clutching and she smiles meekly as she approaches his desk. "I, well, you were in such a rush this mornin' you left your lunch, an' I just couldn't bare thinkin' you'd be sat here hungry cos of it. I- I shoulda called or something, I know how busy you are... I didn't think."

His eyes narrow as he pushes himself out of his seat and towards her, taking in the way she's dressed, the cookies she'd brought, and the fact she was stood in his office when she's never so much as step foot in the precinct since becoming his wife.

"You wouldn't be dumb enough to be lying to me now, would ya?" His large figure comes to a stop in front of her, imposing and impossibly tall, his jaw set.

"Lee-"

"You dressin' up all pretty to let them all look, huh? My little whore wife ain't happy with what she got so she's here flauntin' herself for all to see?" The ice in his eyes has given way to fire as he closes the distance between them.

"I ain't never," she tries even as she shrinks a little, "I just wanted to dress up all pretty for you, an' I know how much you like this dress, Sandy was saying-"

"You been talkin' to my sister?" He cuts her off with a rough hand to her shoulder and she instantly falls silent as his fingers dig into her bare skin. "Now why you been doin' that for, huh? You know she ain't no good, unless you been lookin' to be a whore like her, that it? Her no good husband Carl renting you out too?"

Her brow furrows as she tries to wriggle out of his firm grasp as her arguments bubble in her chest and fight to make their way to the tip of her tongue. She knows she shouldn't argue, he don't mean a word of it, he's just having a bad day, but still- "You know Sandy wouldn't, and you know me-" His hand shifts, wrapping around her throat and cutting off her protests so quickly she has no time to move.

"Now I know you ain't chatting back to me, sugar," his lips curl as hers gasp for air, "but that's okay, cos I'm gonna make sure there's no other man been on you, can't believe my own wife is makin' me do this."

His free hand tears the paper bag from her painted nails, cast aside on his cluttered desk, as far away from him as lunch is from his rage clouded mind right now. She's trembling and he knows he's right, she's scared, she's got something to hide.

"I'm gonna let go of you, and you're gonna take this thing off, them goddamn panties I know you've ruined can go too, and you're gonna bend over the desk I slave over to provide for us, ain'tcha, gonna show me what you been up to between those whore thighs."

"Please," tears threaten to fall as he lets his hold fall away and takes a few steps back, "Lee, love, you know I ain't. I wouldn't..." Her eyes are wet as she watches the way his jaw flexes and she knows he won't be swayed, not now he has his mind set. "Can, can you at least close the blind?" She gestures towards the window of his office door, Knockemstiff County Sheriff adorning the glass but doing little to obscure the view. "I ain't want them to see..."

"Oh?" It's a sneer. "My little honey gettin' all shy after she came in here wanting that attention?" He regards her for a moment, watching the way the colour slowly drains from her face as her shaking fingers toy with the petticoat of her dress. He knows she don't deserve his kindness but he offers it all the same, cracking his knuckles before he's leaning across and pulling the blind down. "There, now you ain't got no excuses, take it off."

She sniffs as she pulls at the belt cinching at her waist in that way she knows he likes, and her eyes find the mottled floor as she tugs it away. She doesn't want him to see how much she's hurting, he don't need that, she knows it, he's just gotta be sure. Can't blame a man for being so protective.

"What, don't got no thank you for me?" His brow arches as he shrugs out of his jacket, as if matching her movements. "Somethin' really has gotten into you today, but I'm gonna go ahead n' get it right on outta there." His grin is menacing and a shiver runs up her spine at it.

"Thank you," she offers as the soft spotted nylon hits the floor around her feet and leaves her exposed in just her underwear. She'd worn his favourite, just in case he'd wanted to see, though like this is the last thing she'd expected.

"All of it." He barks out. "Fuckin', even wearing that set you know I love. Makes me sick."

She swallows down the way that makes her feel and her fingers fiddle with the complicated clasps on her garters as she rushes to get them off. The sooner he sees the sooner he'll calm, she knows that, he just got it confused in his head. He deals with so much every day, she can't blame him for it.

"I ain't got all day," he grunts out as he leans against the wall, "keeping me waitin' ain't gonna make this no easier." He digs the thick meat of his fingers into his own forearms as a way to keep them busy when all he wants to do is tear into that flimsy little set she's got on and see what she's hiding.

"M'sorry," she's shivering as she finally pulls them free, I'm trying, I'm going as fast I can, she won't say it but she longs to let him know she really is doing her best as she bunches up the sheer stockings and moves to slide them down.

"On second thought, leave 'em on," his eyes zero in on the way the elastic clings to those soft thighs he loves so much and a growl escapes before he can stop it. "Just take them panties off, lemme see that whore hole."

"Who'd you wear these for, honey?" He keeps his eyes on her as she slips the lace to the floor and steps out of them as daintily as she can manage, not wanting to anger him further.

"Only you," her reply is stammered as she unhooks her bra, "always you, jus' wanted to look good-"

"That's enough talk from you," he crowds her the second she's bare, rage and possession rolling off of him in waves as his hand finds the back of her neck and shoves her down against his desk. He marvels for a moment at how well polished his shoes are as he kicks her legs open wide. Mundane, but just another one of her tricks to keep him sweetened. Distract him with the every day while she runs around doing God knows what with God knows who. "Should know better than t'lie to your Sheriff, ain't no place to hide from me." His fingers slide between her thighs and he growls when he's greeted with wetness. "I been told you I'd find out-"

"It ain't that!" She's positively mortified. "Angel, you know, you know I wouldn't, s'just what you do to me, I swear, it's all me."

He keeps her pinned easily, his full body weight levied against that grip he has on her fragile neck, and he grunts as he feels her start to buck in that oh so familiar way beneath him as his fingers press down harder. "You know I'll be able to tell," it's growled low in her ear, "m'gonna take these away, and if there's even a hint of some sonofabitch deadweight on 'em then you're gonna regret it."

She whimpers as her stomach starts to tighten, that knot of pleasure winding and winding, and her hips buck as she tries to chase him. "Please-"

"Ah," it's a tut, his fingers withdrawing completely, "not gonna give you what you want, not when you been chasin' it all around town."

"I haven't-" the fingers round her neck squeeze and she hushes instantly. He keeps one eye trained on her shivering form as he brings his slick coated fingers to his lips and inhales- there's no chance of him tasting her, not like he usually does, not when she's full of- oh. He blinks.

"Ah, sugar," his grip slackens as he realises his mistake, "I- I didn't, shit, you just, you turn up all dolled up, ain't even invited, bring cookies, I... you gotta understand, that's don't look good."

She swallows, staying in place, not sure if this apology means she's off the hook or not. "I know," she risks a timid glance over her shoulder, "I jus', you been working so hard, your boys have too, caught that preacher killer last week an' I wanted to bring 'em a thank you. I shoulda asked, I won't do it no more, promise."

"Lemme make it up to you," his hand around her neck gently eases her up, fingers caressing her neck, that soft touch he's learnt to bring out when he needs to placate her, "m'glad you understand why I had to be sure, honey, you're such a good girl for me, aint'cha? Know I gotta be sure, know I'm only doing what I gotta."

Her eyes are huge and trusting as she comes to rest against his chest, looking up at him with all the love he knows he deserves. "I know, was my fault." She smiles as she takes his hand in hers. "But we're good, we're always good."

"That's my girl." He smirks as she reacts to his praise. "Now how abouts I give you what you been begging for, huh? I'll even let you choose. On the desk or in my chair."

"The chair?" Her eyes light up as she contemplates riding him, being pressed up against the plush curves of his body, winding her hands around his neck, seeing his face as she gives him pleasure. "Please, can we? Wanna see you, wanna watch you." Desperation drips from every word and he chuckles at it, strong hands grabbing at her small frame and lifting as he stalks over to his chair.

It's quick; his zipper is down in a flash and he affords her no reprieve or time to accommodate to his thick cock before he's impaling her on it in one swift motion. "There you go, darlin', take what you need, that's it."

Her eyes stay on his for the longest time as she gives it all she has, savouring every roll of her hips, every inhaled gasp from her Sheriff's lips, the way his thick brows furrow together when she clenches, and she knows she's found an angel in him.

By the time they're finished she's soaked in sweat. Her head finds the crook of his neck as she steadies her breathing and he smiles as he holds her close. He knows the whole station will have heard, and he also knows they ain't stupid enough to say shit, not if they wanna keep their jobs anyway, but his chest swells with pride with it all the same. She was his, and they knew it.

"You keep my notes?" Her giggle breaks through his thoughts and the sound brings forgiveness, not that he ever doubted she would.

"Whasthat?" He hums, a deep rumble that makes her nuzzle against him as she chases it.

"My lunch notes," a gentle tug to his hair has him following her gaze to his noticeboard, "you're such a softie, Lee." Warmth seeps through her at the realisation and her smile is ear to ear, fully smitten. She knew he loved them, that's why she did it, but to see them all together was like a catalogue of their love.

"Well, sugar, you put so much thought into 'em, seems a shame to waste 'em." His cheeks flush at his honesty and he thanks his lucky stars that she's looking away for it. "Didn't you say you brought me today's? Maybe I can add that too."

"Mhmm, baloney an' cheese, like you like." His heart swells as she presses a soft kiss to his cheek and he can feel the smile on her lips as she does. "Made you a couple cookies just for you, too. An' fruit! Need my big strong Sheriff staying healthy."

"You're too good to me, sweets." A soft grunt leaves his chapped lips as she leans to grab the bag from where he's discarded it in the mess decorating his desk and the movement shifts her where he's still buried inside her. "Fuck, take it slow."

"Sorry, sorry!" Her smile is infectious as she presses the bag into his hands. "Jus' wanna make sure you get this."

"Best delivery I ever did get," he hums as he leans down to press a soft kiss to her lips, "but-"

"But you gotta work an' I already took up your lunch hour." She finishes for him. "I know, love, I'll get outta your hair. Just glad I got to make sure you eat."

It's a task for both of them as she untangles herself, neither really wanting to let the other go, but eventually she's getting dressed and Lee's tucking into his sandwich as he watches her.

"Steak for dinner?" She hums as she pulls her dress back into place. "I know it's pricey but you deserve a treat, more than cookies, an' I did some budgeting so we can afford it."

"My girl wants steak, then that's what she'll have." Lee's hum is pure adoration. "Though please, tell me you know how to cook it."

"I never tried before, but I know a good recipe-"

"Please, Lord above, say it ain't one of Sandy's." He chuckles as he finishes off the last of his meal, his eyes never leaving her. "She ain't good for much, cooking included."

"N'aw, it's, um, its my ma's. She left me with some recipes for when I was old enough, family ones, and I know she ain't here no more to teach me but the steps look pretty easy. Ain't nobody make it like she did, but I think I can manage." Her smile is sheepish as she looks at him, hoping he approves.

"Yer ma did make one hell of a cut," his eyes are soft, "you're right, nobody makes 'em like she did. But you can, honey, I know you can. Can't wait to try it."

She departs with another quick kiss to his cheek and a whispered I love you, her smile ear to ear as he murmurs it back, fingers trailing her cheek for a second before he let's her go, and she knows as she heads on out of the station that she's the luckiest girl alive to call him hers.

[elvisabutler]

lol please keep angst coming

so i did almost delete this but you know what i'm just gonna use it as an excuse to post the austin side of all this angst. is this necessarily a blurb? i don't know. it's a lot of words. i know that. and yes i might have had atlantis by seafret on for the entire time i've been writing this. blame spotify i think? tw: angst, death mentions not of the main people, leaked photos ( vanessa hudgens ), minor breeding kink implication, sexual themes, the general character bleed bs that comes with this pa! reader and austin, age difference, dom/sub.

we built this town on shaky ground

so consider the following. austin butler had been in a relationship for almost ten years to a woman that to this day he'll admit he at least somewhat loves. they had gone through a lot together. her father dying, his mother dying. her trying to process the likely lingering trauma of her photos being leaked when she was only 18. him trying and he'll admit this kind of failing to be seen as anything other than the pretty boy eye candy. it paid the bills he wasn't complaining, but this is the same man who printed out pulp fiction at 12 years old. he wanted more.

so when they break up- it's mutual, they'll always swear and because honestly it's no one's business why they broke up beyond that. and he thinks this is the time to just maybe have a fling, do something that isn't fall back into another long term relationship. doesn't necessarily want to be alone, doesn't necessarily want to be sleeping through all of young-ish hollywood. so meeting you? oddly great timing, he's heard a rumor or two about you. doesn't know if he should believe them until he actually meets you in person.

meeting you in person blew whatever thoughts he had right out of the water. baz puts you on the floor and you twiddle your ring and god. this is a problem. this is vanessa all over again isn't it? this is i'm going to careen into being wrapped around this woman's finger. except maybe not because- maybe you'll be wrapped up in each other. this. this is better. that is better.

he couldn't have predicted everything else. a quarantine that has him dropping food off to you like he's some superspy. that has him watching you sleep. that has him falling in love with you bit by bit. you don't fall in love in a month. but you do in six with you at his feet and his hand in your hair and he's got the best little dove in the whole wide world. he's seeing you blissed out on the bed or laying in the bathtub because whatever work out you decided to do for the week just made your muscles hurt. you're it. you're the beginning and the end of everything during those months. you as priscilla and him as elvis and who's who any more is anyone's guess.

the set is taking care of you, is seeing you in a dress like priscilla's and having to excuse himself because- he and vanessa had talked about getting married only for "or i guess we could be like goldie hawn and kurt russell" to leave his lips and her to swat him playfully. but seeing you like that? seeing you all dolled up has him buying a ring identical to priscilla's. he doesn't realize how wrong it is at the time because nothing seems wrong at the time. but he does later on. it's seeing you pregnant as priscilla and fucking you so hard as if he can override your patch in a fit of stupidity because neither one of you need a baby right now. it's later on that day that he's realized that he can't- he's stopped dreaming of a life post elvis without you.

it's filming the scene where priscilla leaves elvis and he breaks down crying against you. "dove, don't- you can't leave me okay? i can't handle that after ness and my mom. you're my girl. my little dove and i'll be your daddy. i won't leave you but please don't leave me." "i won't daddy." "tell me if it gets this bad. i'll fix it." "i will."

consider the fact that you don't and everything starts to keep blurring because they're in the home stretch of the film and austin can tell he's lost himself but he can't drag himself back up because other than maybe ashley and vanessa if he squints you're the only one who could pull him back. you do pull him back when you're in the apartment some times but not always. you've lost yourself and he's lost himself and it all comes to a head at the hospital.

you call him crying after him thinking your name is cilla and you finding the ring and the onesie he wanted to put your potential oops baby- named crystal lori he thinks- in and he's feeling a little more clear headed and "what's wrong, dove? i'll make them let me out, tell me what's wrong!"

you leave him and just call him to tell him that in a car. he has to pay an extra fee for the damage he might have caused to the room. he doesn't get angry ever but he figures he had one leftover elvis tantrum in himself.

you're gonna leave him, fine. he said he wouldn't leave you so he'll take it. "keep in touch, dove. i said i wouldn't leave you. i'm here for you."

and you do on occasion which he realizes- might have been a problem. he should have let you have the clean break. but he knew- he knew you still talked to papi and that man did damage to you he's not even sure you realize. so sue him for being selfish. for being that selfish daddy like all the rest.

so he lets himself enjoy his first year of his thirties and the tail end of his twenties. there's lily who he adores but he should have known better. there's olivia who is great and sometimes his brain wanders to another time and place where he could have switched for her if she had gotten the part. but then there's you in that dress with the boy who can't satisfy you and he's been good, he hasn't said anything but that dress and seeing his necklace still around your throat with your collar in his dresser? yeah that breaks him.

he drinks and spews filth and you're calling him butler and then he's blocked and kaia? kaia reminds him of you enough to not be painful but enough to make him think he's got a new little dove. until he meets her mom and realizes no- this isn't fair to any of you. so he breaks it off and tells her, "you're going to find a great guy, but it's not gonna be me. i'll be your friend though. if you need it."

and consider. the met happens after that and he should have told you then that he wanted to keep you forever. he didn't.

but he fixes it at cannes. and maybe that's how it was supposed to go. maybe that's how you were supposed to be all along. he doesn't dwell, after all isn't that what got you two in trouble in the first place?

[mishimashu]

Kamoboko squad + Kanao with a Eula Mc

Tanjiro Kamado

our bby is confusion

his crow sent him to an abandoned village and that's where he found you, fighting 5 demons

you already looked like you were about to pass out, so of coursely he was gonna help

after he had helped you, and turn to you to carry or atleast escort you to the butterfly estate

you kept on protesting and telling him that 'vengeance will be mine!' and saying that he's your arch nemesis

but your also saying that you're glad that he wasn't wounded

he was like:

though in the end he escorted you to the butterfly estate despite your protests

though everytime anybody helps you, he always get confused on why you swore vengeance on them

and become very upset when they irritatedly dismiss you

but when everytime you say vengeance he doesn't really smell any ill intentions

but that all stopped when he asked shinobu and mitsuri why they play along everytime you swore vengeance on them

now he understands what you mean by vengeance :DD

but he will have to teach you that you shouldn't say vengeance when someone does something to/for you

also he gets very very confused whenever you speak aristocrat(I'm not sure if I spelt that right srry)

so pls teach him

he once met your uncle and he doesn't like him(but he won't ever say it you since he might offend you)

that is until you kept on complaining about your bloodline

Zenitsu Agatsuma

okay, he thinks you're cute

except every time you threaten him with vengeance

he met you through tanjiro, and he was very jelly >:(

he gets very scared every time you 'threaten' him or a random corps member,

but the time he completely thought you were gonna have your deathbed early was when you swore vengeance to the wind hashira

like boi...

do you have a death wish?!

he hasn't even married you yet!!! DDD:

but was shock when he saw that the wind hashira being very chill about it

by chill I mean yelled at you bit but didn't hit you

he was also playing along with the vengeance thing

confused bby pt.2

he asked tanjiro about and explained that by vengeance you mean returning the favor

now that makes sense

he actually likes it when you speak but he sometimes gets a headache when you speak in aristocrat

he understands some of the words your saying

but like—

can you speak normal???

but when you do drop the act(which is rarely) he goes 'aww'

Inosuke Hashibara

oh this gonna be good......

he is the MOST confused

confused bby pt.3

he won't understand shit

he would and will yell at you to speak normal

like give him a break he was raised in a forest!

he didn't met you through tanjiro or zenitsu, he just came up to you demanded a fight

would he try to learn how to understand whatever language you're speaking in? nope, but it does sometimes rub off on him. though.

whenever 'threaten' him with vengeance, he'll just assume that you're challenging him to a fight

you won obviously—

but he does demand a rematch so...good luck :))

he doesn't really care if vengeance to you means repaying the kindness back

but he has to admit....you're very cool and very badass when you fight

you guys are like the opposite but yet very similar–

RIP to any demon who dares fight the both of you together..

bonus! :)

Kanao Tsuyuri

she looks up you and admires how you preform your duties so well

every time the both of you sparr, she really likes how you're very elegant,

she likes hearing you speak because it's very calming, but she gets caught off gaurd when you don't speak aristocrat.

the first time you both met, was when she caught you dancing near the pond, she thought you looked graceful.

she already knows what you mean by vengeance, but she's aware that not a lot of people don't

so she tries to shyly explain people that's not what you meant

she also gets you about the whole family problems

you guys don't bond over it but the both of you can understand each other so the both of you are very comfortable with each other's presence

though, you told her that if you ever meet her 'parents' then you will vengeance on them(as a joke bc it would ruin the reputation of the corps)

kanao's very aware you like keep your word so she took it literally.

so every time Oyakata-sama sends you somewhere that's near the slums she once lived in, she immediately raises her hand to volunteer instead

no amount of protests and convincing her to atleast let you join her can make her budge

so for the first time you swore vengeance on her...by doing all of her commissions in secret ;)

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hello :))

this is my first time writing a hc so if there's any mistakes pls tell me :]]

[siriannatan]

Spicy Chicken is here again...

I have been possessed. I am sorry.

Inspired by [link] with a very special dedication to @mojo-chojo

Have some Keralis suffering in these trying times.

The life of the royal advisor of King Xisuma is not easy but Keralis would say he's doing great. If only his king didn't vanish whenever the topic of his lack of marriage was raised…

At the moment Keralis spend the last hour running around the castle looking for the said king to get him to meet with foreign dignitaries about trade routes. Keralis wasn't sure how much longer he would be able to delay the audience…

Finally, just as he was about to give up and involve the guards, he saw Xisuma's long, wavy hair peeking over the bushes in the garden.

"Your highness," he huffed glaring at the king. He was leisurely reading a book and drinking tea…. while Keralis ran about panicking something has happened to him. Like his twin brother sending assassins.

Xisuma offered a kind smile to his suffering advisor. "Keralis! You look tired, is everything okay?" he asked.

Keralis sighed. Why must his king be such an airhead? "You're late to the trade meeting with the emissaries from Pixandria and we have to discuss your marriage options, no more delaying," he listed off among other things that required the king's attention.

The king sighed. "Do I need to get married?" he asked but followed Keralis to the throne room.

"Yes. It's just a meeting, for now, to see the candidates, doesn't have to be a foreign princess or a prince but at least a noble…" Keralis grumbled. "But for now trade."

Xisuma grumbled something under his nose. Keralis ignored it, simply glad the king didn't complain anymore. It was progress at the very least.

To Keralis' delight, Xisuma remained calm and dignified through the trade meeting. And the audiences with local guilds. And lords. False and Stress, the royal magician being there probably helped a lot. Then there was the marriage meeting in the king's private office. It would be in the council chamber but Keralis was the only person on Xisuma's council…

"Here are all the suitable candidates we can contact about the possible marriage," Keralis said passing a list of names to the king.

Xisuma looked over it with a very unimpressed expression. "Do I really need to get married? I'm doing just fine at being a king," he pouted at Keralis. Out of the whole court, the royal advisor was the only person king's charm and pretty face didn't work on.

"It's not a matter if you're doing good as a king but of your image," Keralis sighed. He explained this a million times and every other time Xisuma would just delay the whole decision process. And it was always on Keralis to send away anyone interested in the handsome king. "Just pick someone, all you need to do together is to appear in public."

"You said I can pick a local noble, yes?" the king asked with a mysterious smile.

Keralis didn't like that smile but any sort of interest from Xisuma was better than his usual avoidance. "Yes…" he said a bit hesitantly.

"Mhm, and you're a noble? Why can't I just marry you?" the king asked, leaning forward, resting his elbows on the desk separating the two, and his chin on his joined hands. "Keralis?"

The advisor was stunned. He wasn't expecting his own words and status would be used against him. In practice, there was nothing against the king's idea. And Keralis would lie if he didn't feel flattered by it but… "I'm you already your advisor… it's a bit…"

"It's a great idea," Xisuma smiled. "You're already always there wherever I have to go on royal business, and I won't have to worry about what you think about the kingdom," he grinned.

Keralis sighed. The king has already set his mind on the idea, didn't he… And poor Keralis couldn't even say it was inappropriate since Xisuma's great great grandfather did the same thing the king was now proposing. "Are you completely sure? I'll nag you about doing your job even more," he huffed, leaning back.

"You already nag me all the time," Xisuma chuckled. "All that changes is where you sit, you can still be my advisor."

Check and mate. Keralis was out of excuses. "Fine." he sighed in resignation. Now he had a whole damned royal wedding to plan… Among other things, like the king's brother nearly starting a war. And assassins. And a lot of things. He just hoped Xisuma would be of any help. From the amused look, he was getting it was highly doubtful. "No avoiding things or I'm sending False after you," Keralis rolled his eyes and left.

"Keralis… come back!" the king whined but his advisor was unrelenting. He was too busy for whatever Xisuma had in mind.