#remember when i was bitching about bringing in some past characters the other day?

[thexwayward]

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[m-musings]

Headcanons: The Arcana Characters Love Languages

A/N: probably gonna do this for all the fandoms i write for so expect a lot of the same stuff in the coming times. anywaysss enjoy! :)

Word Count: 761 Warnings/Other Notes: no warnings!

Asra:

Asra's love language is Gift Giving/ Receiving.

Anytime they're away from the shop, they always manage to find something that reminds them of you,

Whether it's a trinket of some sort or a food you may like, they're buying it as soon as they see it.

No matter what it is, there is always some thoughtfulness behind the gift that warms your heart.

And if you get them something in return? Asra's admiration of you grows tenfold.

if that gift is small enough, you can bet that they're bring it along with them on all of their travels. They love having something to remember you by when not physically with you.

Nadia:

Nadia's love language would be Acts of Service.

After running a country essentially by herself, she finds herself most comfortable when doing things for the people she cares about.

If you were to need anything, she would help you get it in anyway she could.

She has her servants run errands for you, she'll help you clean the magic shop, or she'll even cook your favorite meal for you.

Even if you insist that she doesn't have to go to those lengths, she'll sweetly reassure you that she enjoys doing those thing for you.

And she's eternally grateful when in exchange, you offer to take care of some of her own duties when she needs to take a day or two off.

Julian:

Julian's love language is definitely Words of Affirmation.

This man is so genuine and charming, even his casual comments can have you swooning into his arms.

If he notices you're feeling down or you've done something you're proud of, Julian is always sure to compliment you to raise your spirits.

Even if you're just lounging around on a comfy chair, he's quick to tell you how much he loves you.

You just mean so much to him, it's hard for him to keep his thoughts to himself when he's near you.

And when he's silently dealing with his past doubts about himself, he really appreciates when you come around and remind him how far he's come since then.

Muriel:

Muriel's love language is Quality Time!

He's never been the most talkative person or the most touchy-feely, but he enjoys spending a quiet moment with you.

After a long, stressful day, his favorite thing to do is sit in front of the fireplace with you and Inanna to decompress for a bit.

If he has things to do around the forest, Muriel loves when you're right there beside him, even if he doesn't need help with his tasks.

He does have his moments where he will distance himself from you for a bit, but he always comes back to you, happy that you like being around him even on the bad days.

Even if he doesn't always say it, you know Muriel adores you just by how much time he spends around you.

Portia:

Portia's love language is also Gift Giving!

She loves to bake and craft, so anytime she can manage it, she's making you something filled with all the love she can put into it.

She is so in tune with all of your interests that she is always able to give you something that she knows that you will enjoy!

On the rare occasion that she buys you something, she'll always find a way to add a personal touch.

When you make or purchase a present for her, you're also sure to get a treat for Pepi.

It makes Portia cry tears of joy every single time, she loves the fact that you thought of her best feline friend in addition to herself.

Lucio:

And finally, Lucio's love language is Physical Touch!

He is one touch starved son of a bitch, I'll tell you that much. With his mother being the way she was, he craves the loving embrace of another person.

Any chance he can get, he's scooping you into his arms and dropping the both of you onto his bed for a long awaited snuggle session.

Even if you're busy with something else, he will find any way to stick to you, be it with a single kiss on the cheek or full on pulling you into his awaiting lap.

On days where he's not feeling like his usual self, he seeks you out and when he finds you, he's pulling you to a comfortable surface to plop his head onto your thighs.

If you run your fingers through his hair, you'll find him humming contently after a while, relishing in the warm gentleness of your touch.

[maleyanderecafe]

not sure if anyone has recomended monster x mediator yet but its such a fun game despite being quite short. the game is supposed to have mutiple routes eventually (which I'm not sure are supposed to be yanderes) but the one it has rn is complete and definitly fits the yandere vibes. If u like things that mix horror with humor and have a funnily pathetic but still terrifing yandere this one is a trip. Also the fact that the guy is a monster that looks like a madness combat character adds to the charm of it in my opinion lol

I'll be honest, I was a little skeptical about this game, but I saw how pathetic he is and now I'm very much on board. This game is supposed to have four different routes, but currently only has one for now. The comedy and horror is well balanced in the game itself. If you want to try out the demo, you can play it here.

The story starts out with the MC taking on a job for a large sum of money. They are currently in debt and need money quick. After receiving the first half of the money, they are directed to go to some abandoned building to get the other half. After receiving it, they are then told their task to go inside of the building. If the MC tries to run away, they will be shot on the spot. If they accept, they will be faced with a couple of doors. Their boss will then tell them that there are monsters that behind each door, and that the MC's job is to get all of them out of the room without dying.

Going into the red door, the MC is pretty much immediately knocked out before waking up and finding a large monster hovering over them and thousands of things pasted up in the walls. You can successfully get him out of the room in three different ways but can also be killed a couple of other ways as well. The first thing he does is declare himself as the MC's biggest fan, getting so excited that he grips his axe menacingly. If the MC gets him too excited, they will end up killing the MC. The monster (later revealed as 404), talks about how much he loves the MC's fanfiction blog and how he was really sad and depressed when the MC blocked him and even sadder when they stopped writing all together. 404 also reveals that he is such a big fan that he also knows all of the MC's passwords and even their bank account, with all of the fanfiction that they written pasted on the wall. 404 then asks if they want to see where he kills everyone and if they can write a fanfic for him.

If the MC is curious about where all the dead bodies are, 404 will bring them into another room to show them. We learn a lot about 404: he doesn't know what kind of monster he is, doesn't really need to eat, loves to kill with his axe and seems to have regenerative abilities considering he was shot in the head and was completely fine the next day. The MC can have two ways to get him out of the room, both of which are hilarious. The first way is to literally beg 404 to leave by pleading desperately (do you know that let me rizz you up meme? That's what you do) until 404 gets tired and does it for his super star. The other way is to seduce (?) 404 by telling him that it would be sexy of him to leave the room, which works well. We also learn about the facility itself, that 404 has been living there since as far as he remembers, that he loves killing the various people that come in, doesn't like the MC's boss (finds them annoying through the walkie talkie) and pretty much only kills and reading the MC's blog.

If the MC decides to oblige 404 with his obsession, they will start to write on a typewriter as 404 stands behind them excitedly. He keeps on asking the MC to add more and more things, making it 100 pages instead of 10, making the story a romance, making it a romance between him and the MC (noting that "the name Nick is the same as his username", which is a huge stretch).

If the MC refuses to write 100 pages, 404 will end up getting extremely angry and hold the MC by the throat, calling them and humans "bitches". He will start to kill the MC, crying and feeling despair as he kills the MC by choking them to death.

If the MC does oblige, they will write the most god awful fanfiction (their words) and end up pretty much just holding the a key until it fills all 100 pages. 404 ends up crying out of happiness at such a beautiful gift and leaves the room, just as the MC wanted.

First of all, I think that the game does a good job of balancing the horror elements with the comedy. I did not expect to like 404 this much and definitely did not expect his personality to be like this. I did feel it was interesting that 404 believes that the MC's writing would "fix him" and even laments that even though he knows it wouldn't, he still wanted to try when he was killing the MC in a choke hold. He basically is a very feral online fan who meets their super idol (which gives me a bit of incel vibes), but not enough to be extremely obvious, much more than other yanderes, with him saying like he's a gentleman, or that he isn't angry at all despite the fact that he got blocked. I also love the various ways that you can get him out of the room, and just how obsessed he is with the MC. He seems to mostly be an obsessive yandere, with him pasting the fanfic of the MC's work all over his walls, delusionally believing that he is the same character that the MC writes, confessing his feelings to the MC while they're writing, not killing the MC (since apparently he's killed every other person that came in) and wanting the MC's writings to fix him. He is also a pretty pathetic type of yandere, hoping desperately that the MC (and their writings) would fix them, crying when he does kill the MC and generally seeing himself in their writing, but also rather dangerous just due to his violent nature. It's fun to see dangerous but pathetic yanderes since I feel like that's something that I haven't seen to much.

I am curious about how the other monsters will be like. It seems that as of writing this, the Knight Monster is currently delayed, so I guess we'll see if he ends up being a yandere too. I would recommend this game just on it's humor and interesting kind of intrigue about why these monsters are in the buildings themselves. He does look like a madness combat characters, you're right.

[trashywormeateroffics]

The right universe.

Summary: After Y/N's life turns upside down, she's full of grief. Somehow, one day, she manages to travel to the MCU, where she meets her favorite characters, including a certain god who seems willing to establish a friendship with her. Suddenly she's enwrapped in this new world, where everything she loved in a screen is now reality. How will she react? Will she be able to deal with the ghosts that haunt her? Or will she let them consume her? Will she be open to accept the love she is offered? Read to find out!

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Category: F/M.

Relationships: Loki/reader.

Characters: Wanda Maximoff, Pietro Maximoff, Sam Wilson (Marvel), James “Bucky” Barnes, Vision (Marvel), Tony Stark, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Stephen Strange, Nick Fury, Maria Hill, Bruce Banner, Thor (Marvel), Clint Barton, Steve Rogers, Peter Parker, other minor appearances of other characters but these are the main ones, Pepper Potts, Loki (Marvel).

Additional tags: Loki/reader - Freeform, Avenger Loki (Marvel), Loki & Tony Stark Friendship, Fluff, Fluff and Angst, Fluff and Smut, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Fluffyfest, Slow Burn, Friends to lovers, Mutual Pining, Pining a lot because we love to suffer, Domestic Avengers, Tony Stark Has A Heart, Tony Stark is a parental figure, Natasha Romanov Is a Good Bro, Everyone is a good bro, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, y/n, After Infinity War but no one died and the purple bitch was defeated, Missions, Y/N is a universe traveler, Grief, Therapy, Protective Loki (Marvel), Loki in love.

MASTERLIST OF THE STORY

Chapter 57: Endgame.

“Alright, it's time. Bring them back.” Steve told Bruce. It had been two minutes and a half since they killed Loki and Y/N and they were getting impatient.

Bruce nodded and signaled for Natasha to grab the defibrillator to shock Y/N as he prepared himself to shock Loki.

“Alright, on three Nat.” He said and the redhead nodded and looked at her friends limp body, frowning in concentration. “One, two, three!”

Suddenly, a gasping Y/N and Loki jumped quickly into a sitting position.

“Are you guys okay?!” Bruce asked them both, frantic, as he was trying to check both their vitals at the same time.

They both looked at each other and nodded.

“We are okay.” She told him, calming her breathing.

That's when she felt something materializing in her hand. She looked down and found the dagger of death, with some runes carved into it that weren't there before.

“You got it.” Loki told her.

“I did.” She laughed incredulously. Then she remembered how she got it and frowned unnoticed by the team, except for Loki, who noticed it and looked at her with question in his eyes. A second later, she sobered up. “Alright guys, the whole dying thing has me quite tired. Could we go to get some rest?”

“Y-yeah.” Steve answered her. “Of course.”

“Are you sure you're okay?” Natasha asked her again, unsure.

“Yeah, I'm fine. Just really tired.”

“Alright, go rest guys. We will take care of the dagger.”

They both nodded and got up from the beds to head to their room.

“Y/N,” Loki began as soon as she closed the door to their shared quarters.

“Yeah?” She wasn't looking at him and that's what made him sure that something was wrong.

“What was her condition?” He asked knowingly.

Y/N took in a sharp breath.

“Sigyn's soul.” He lifted his chin and nodded.

She went to the end of the bed and sat down, looking at the floor.

“Am I a terrible person Loki?”

“You are not, my love.”

“But I… I agreed because in a way I want her to suffer. How can you justify that?”

“Y/N,” he grabbed her hand, “she killed your family. She then proceeded to lie to you and infiltrate this new family that you found with the intention of killing you and eventually ruling over the universe with a position that is yours to have.” She chuckled breathily.

“When you put it like that…”

“Y/N…”

“It just hurts, you know? When I stop to think about it, it hurts. And I don't want to hurt her, not really, past my rage, I'm just hurt… But I… I need to hurt her to end this.”

“I know, darling. I know.” He said as he wrapped his arms around her shoulders and pulled her into his chest. “You are the last person who should go through this.”

“Yet here we are.”

“Here we are.” He agreed.

“I love you Loki. And I'm really scared.”

“I love you too.” He told her and then breathed in deeply. “And everything will be alright. I promise you.”

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“Y/N, wake up!”

“Loki? What-” She was cut off by a loud explosion echoing a few floors down.

“She's here.” She widened her eyes.

“F.R.I.D.A.Y where is the team?”

“The garden miss.”

She got up from the bed and began running with him towards the rest of the team.

When they both reached them she saw the scene that was unfolding with a knot in her stomach. Sigyn was there with her whole army of enhanced soldiers, smiling wickedly as she looked at Y/N.

“Steve! The dagger!” She told him.

Captain America looked at her and shook his head.

“What?” She whispered.

“You mean this dagger?” Sigyn's voice answered for him. She looked at her and found the dagger in her hands. “You were really going to kill me, little sister? That is harsh.”

Y/N clenched her teeth and put herself in a defensive stance, prepared for a fight. The goddess laughed loudly.

“You really think you stand a chance without this?”

“I guess we'll have to find out.”

“Very well, whatever you wish.” She signaled for her army to prepare themselves and soon enough, the garden was a battlefield.

“We can't win this fight! We need a plan, Cap.” Clint said in his earpiece.

“I'm thinking!” He responded as he was trying to catch his breath in between throwing his shield around and knocking out a few of them, only for them to get back up again.

“This is like fighting an army of Y/Ns and Wandas, how the hell are we going to do this?” Sam asked, worried.

Meanwhile, Y/N was looking at Sigyn, flying over them and smiling maliciously, knowing that she was winning.

“The mind flayer.” Y/N whispered with wide eyes.

“What?” Clint asked.

“They all have…” She grunted.

“Y/N!” Steve shouted. “Y/N!”

“I'm… fine.” She said as she got up from the floor after getting hit as Loki helped her. “They all have a part of her power. It's like a hive mind. We need to kill the mind that has control.”

“How are we gonna do that when she has the only weapon that can kill her?”

“Make sure you're distracting her army… and let me handle her.”

“Y/N, no!”

“Please Tony, this is my fight.”

“No, it's ours.” He told her. “Go, we'll keep them occupied.”

She smiled softly.

“Darling,” she looked at him expecting resistance but was met with a soft look. “Be careful. I love you.”

“I will. I love you too.”

And just like that, she was flying over every one of them, heading towards her sister.

“I thought you were smarter than this.”

“Yeah well, you overestimated me.” Sigyn smirked. Then she prepared her hands for combat and Y/N did the same.

Blasting her magic towards the goddess, she grunted when she missed and was in return hit with Sigyns magic.

“You stand no chance against me.”

“You keep saying that.” She blasted her magic and this time she didn't miss. Sigyn almost fell to the floor. “Are you trying to convince yourself?”

“Ha!” She laughed. “I know you are trying to distract me. You are not good at this, Y/N.”

“Oh, but I am.” She told her as she disappeared into thin air and appeared behind her, kicking her back and making her fall to the floor this time.

“An illusion? That is cheap, even for you.”

“You've always been a sore loser.” Y/N shook her head and landed on her feet gracefully.

Sigyn got up and faced her, but couldn't stand for much longer as another blast of magic hit her. And another, and another.

When she managed to get up, she strutted towards Y/N with an expression so livid it made her question what person she had let into her life for these past two years.

Sigyn kicked her in the ribs and she fell on her back, wheezing. When she approached her again, Y/N kicked the back of her legs and made her fall on her back.

For a bit, they kept throwing punches and blasting magic at the other.

“Alright, time to distract her.” She said into her earpiece.

“On it.” Sam said and began shooting at her from the sky.

“These mindless mortals!” Sigyn groaned, more annoyed than anything else.

Perfect, Y/N thought.

“Sam, keep her occupied, I need to get the dagger.” She looked at Loki. “Loki, love, could I borrow your favorite dagger?”

“I- yes, darling.” He said, narrowing his eyes at her, confused.

“Thanks.” She said and then she closed her eyes and concentrated on conjuring the dagger she had given Loki a few years back, when they had not confessed their love yet.

Meanwhile, Sigyn was trying to blast Sam with her magic and he was dodging her attempts. Until he wasn't anymore.

“Sam!” Y/N yelled as her friend fell from the sky. “Someone get him!” She cried.

“Another one on the list of dead loved ones?”

Y/N clenched her teeth and looked at her. That's when she heard Wanda speak on the earpiece.

“He's okay, just hurt.” Relieve flooded her in waves and she looked at Sigyn with so much rage she could've killed her right then and there.

“You are not going to win this Sigyn.”

“Oh, but I already have.” She said, gesturing around her, at the avengers fighting and getting more tired by the second.

Y/N looked at them, they wouldn't be able to hold on for much longer. She closed her eyes and concentrated in summoning her magic. Then she opened them and looked at her sister.

“I swear to you, you are going to regret this.” She said strutting towards her with a set jaw.

Y/N hit her again and again, while Sigyn did the same. The ones around them couldn't tell who was winning, which worried them. Sigyn, on the other hand, was sure that she was.

“Keep hitting me all you want, you know that it won't kill me. I on the other hand-” Y/N hit her on her stomach. “I can kill you.”

“I dare you to try.”

“Oh, I will.” Sigyn pulled out the dagger and began throwing jabs at Y/N. She dodged most of them, except for a few scratches here and there.

Y/N kicked the goddess onto the floor and the dagger went flying in the air, falling a few meters away.

Rolling on the ground and grunting, they were both trying to fight off the other and grab the knife.

Suddenly, an explosion rang out behind her, where everyone else was, and she turned briefly, ignoring the screams from her teammates. Then, everything turned into a slow motion movie. Screams could be heard, but only as echoes.

“Look down, sister.” Sigyn's voice sounded distant but she did as told.

“Y/N!” Loki's voice rang out as she found the dagger dunked in her stomach. “Y/N!” He kept screaming, trying to get to her, but the soldiers wouldn't let him.

She turned around slowly and looked at him. At her love, her everything. She looked around, the broken and tired faces of her family, the reason she was alive. Her life flashed before her eyes, every moment that led her to where she was now. She then looked up and begged for a miracle to happen. Turning to him, she whispered:

“I love you, Loki. Forever.” And then she fell to the ground, limp.

“No!” He wailed, his voice shattered.

“I told you she did not stand a chance against me.” Sigyn said, standing up.

“I'm going to kill you.” Natasha said, full of rage and grief.

“Ha!” The goddess laughed. “I don't think any of you understand what just happened. Y/N was your only chance, and she's dead. So now, kneel before your new queen!”

When no one did as told, still standing and prepared for a fight, she groaned and looked up at the sky in annoyance.

“I said, kn-” She choked on her own words as blood began pouring out of her mouth. She looked down to see a red stain on her stomach, growing bigger by the second.

“I told you… I'd win.” Y/N told her between small gasps as Sigyn fell to the floor.

“How did you…” She tried to ask.

“I switched the daggers. You stabbed me with Loki's dagger and I… stabbed you with the dagger of death.” Sigyn began coughing. “I want you to know…” She looked at the goddess, her sister, the one she had spent every day with ever since she appeared on the compound claiming that she was not who she thought she was. In many ways, Sigyn changed her for the better, in other many, many ways, she did not. She looked at her sister and remembered every night spent reading together, singing silly songs, watching scary movies just to see her terrified face when a jumpscare happened. She looked at her sister and couldnt find it in herself to care. So her next words, she said them very slowly. “I want you to know… that this is for my family.” And she stabbed her again, in her heart.

“I-Im sorry.” Sigyn said slowly, in a hushed whisper, as she was dying.

“I don't forgive you.”

And after coughing a few times, her body laid limp on the grass. When it did, the soldiers began slowly falling too. Then, Y/N's vision began to blur, the adrenaline wearing out and her wound beginning to cause its effects.

Before she fell to the ground, someone caught her.

[ravenflorals]

Hello again Jackie! I loved what you wrote for the song prompt so much that if you have time and headspace for it, I would love to request prompt number 10 from the “Smut prompt list no. 3” that you reblogged a few days ago. Thank you if you decide to write this ♥️

From 27C, With Love

Rating: explicit

word count: 1484

Relationship: Hermione Granger / Draco Malfoy

Characters: Hermione Granger, Draco Malfoy

Excerpt: Bringing her legs onto the couch she parts her legs. Giving him a full view of where she’s about to be touching. “Remember … no touch.” She says and slips her sleep shorts down her legs. Kicking them off to the side. Now all that remained was a Hogwarts Alumni sweatshirt and her light blue knickers. They weren’t sexy, but the way his breath bitches lets her know he thinks they’re something

Authors note: whenever I get a notification from you it genuinely makes my day. Thank you so much for being so warm and welcoming to me as I refind my way in this community.

Apartment 27C was good to her. The apartment was an unbearable shade of orange when she moved in, but hours of painting made that easy enough. The air conditioner always made her feel like she was in Antarctica. But piles of blankets given to her for housewarming helped that. The walk to work wasn’t bad. Thirty at most … twenty if she got through traffic at a decent rate. But this new place. The flooring was modern, and it was not only close to her job but also to her friends.

Friends like Draco Malfoy who handed her items from her junk drawer. He had been helping her pack, each box designed for a different category. It also gave him room to ask questions on the use of different items. “That’s a Snowglobe! No, it’s not real snow.” She had said regarding one item. “Oh, that’s a Rubix cube.” She said about a different item from the drawer. He had the curiosity and sense of wonder of a crow, it was endearing to hear him want to learn. Muggle Studies lessons started with them in eighth year and somehow continued even now. After a moment everything was a little too quiet. As if her friend had found something particularly interesting to him.

“Granger. What’s this?” Finally, she hears his voice again. Looking up immediately she was mortified. In his hands rests her trusty vibrator. The same one she had lost weeks before after she threw it in a drawer. For some time she forgot she had even owned it. The toy hardly had been used as it was ——— it was a dingy little thing. Barely enough motor in it to get her off. Yet he stood there looking like it was the most fascinating thing.

All she knew was her vibrator not only was in Draco’s hand. But he was trying to figure out how to turn it on. Her stomach did flips as she reached a hand out for it. “Malfoy. Hand it over.”

He pretends to think, holding it further out of her way. “I don’t think so. What is this?” He asks, clicking the power button on and then back off. “How bizarre.”

She was about ready to fling herself, or him. OR BOTH into the sun. “Please give it back.” She begs, standing up and crossing over the room to him. “I can promise you don’t need to learn about this.” She stands to walk towards him. Reaching for the toy he keeps it out of reach ever so slightly. With a wolfish grin, she knows he can tell that she’s flustered. Though flustered wasn’t the right word.

The right word seemed to be ready to explode and die from embarrassment. “Your face has the same color as the Weasley sibling hair. I definitely need to know” he says a perfect brow raised. “You can tell me. We’re friends.” He says and she can’t tell him that them being friends is the whole reason she can’t tell him. There have been times he’s been flirty with her in the past. Other times where he just acts like she’s anyone else. It’s been impossible to know where she stands with him.

Sighing. Hermione chooses to swallow her pride. “If I tell you will you please just drop it.” She was more than ready for this all to be over. She was ready to move countries and never be seen again. “That… is used for my personal pleasure.” She says closing her eyes to focus on anything but the person in front of her.

“Like … a sex toy?” He asked and she nodded to answer his question. Glancing at her “How does it work? Be a dear and show me.” He says sternly.

Furrowing her brows she crossed her arms. “What do you mean show you?” He must have been insane if he thought she was going to get herself off in front of him. She must have been insane if she enjoyed the idea of him seeing her in that position.

“Show me how it works. I think it requires a demonstration like the toaster did.” Of course, he had to bring up her habits for teaching… “What do you call it? Hands-on learning.”

“I’m not touching myself with you here!” She defends, completely aghast at the idea.

He’s always known how to push her buttons. But he’s also been good at giving her choices —— something he didn’t have much of growing up. “Please. Hermione.” He uses her given name and chills go down her spine. “I won’t touch. It just - it looks fascinating.” All she could think was what would happen if she got herself worked up and wanted his touch. It wasn’t like he wanted her in that way. Right?

Taking Draco’s empty hand in hers Hermione walks them to the couch. As he sits she takes the toy from his grasp. Sitting on the other end. Bringing her legs onto the couch she parts her legs. Giving him a full view of where she’s about to be touching. “Remember … no touch.” She says and slips her sleep shorts down her legs. Kicking them off to the side. Now all that remained was a Hogwarts Alumni sweatshirt and her light blue knickers. They weren’t sexy, but the way his breath bitches lets her know he thinks they’re something. She turns on the toy, “I always start above the panties.” She says letting it hit against her clothed cunt. Between rubs of the toy, she slides her fingers into her knickers to gather moisture.

“Then I move … oh god. I move under them.” She slides her knickers to one side. Exposing her now wet core. She’s practically throbbing at the mixture of the vibrator and the sight of her friend looking visibly turned on. He’s watching intently. Her best student she thinks as she watches his hand slip under his pants. Unzipping them and —— He’s hard… this is evident. He’s aroused enough to be touching himself in front of her which sends her brain spiraling.

Both seem to dare one another — who’s going to make a move first? Hermione feels brave, putting her Gryffindor's courage to use she stretches out a foot. Resting it on top of the bulge. He inhales sharply “What happened to no touching.” A breathless chuckle gets breathed into the air.

A smirk rises through her face as she starts to sit up a little straighter. “I think I deserve a little touch.” She defends and watches as his eyes focus on the vibrator, he takes his unoccupied hand and yanks the vibrator. Forgetting to turn it off, it clatters and the batteries pop out. “I wasn’t done.” She whines. Feeling his fingers play with the band of her knickers.

“Good. Because I shouldn’t be jealous over a toy.” He says looking at her with a frenzy and a feral expression. “It had its fun… my turn. Granger if you don’t want this —— tell me. Please.” He pleads and Hermione’s expression is just as feral .

Three words and one action of pulling her knickers fully off. “Fuck me Malfoy.” And he’s moving on top of her. Straddling her as his fingers move to her clit. He swallows each of her moans, whimpers, or cries with his mouth. Kissing her deeply and with as much passion as he can offer. Between kisses he strips his bottoms off fully, next is his shirt as it lands in the pile with hers. Hermione’s hoodie is next. Falling to the floor and leaving her completely naked under him. As he kisses, sucks, and bites wherever he can reach she thinks she must be dreaming.

“Pull him out for me?” He murmurs against her neck, and she lets her hands wander under his silk boxers. He felt big. He felt like he was going to split her in half and with all the teasing they’d both been doing, she’d welcome it. His boxers are to his ankles as he lines up with her core. Teasing her once … then twice with the tip of his cock. The third stroke has her whimpering,

She needs him. Needs to feel him. “Draco, please.” She moans out. Their foreheads meet as he enters her. Slowly and then with more force. A cry bursts through “move again.” She tells him and he does so. Hermione getting settled with his size as he pounds into her. His hand continues to circle her clit lazily as he pounds. Over and over. Hermione swears she’s never felt so full. Both physically and emotionally.

“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted this.” He says, and that phrase of praise is enough to get her to fall apart completely. Pulsing around his cock.

As she helps him through his own orgasm, she thinks of the apartment. Looks like 27C had another few good memories for her…

[wanderpastme]

Dark Seas - Darker Eyes 1

Do you guys remember that one AU that got really popular with Sun and Moon? No? Just me?

Anyway PIRATES BITCHES

SUN AND MOON ARE PIRATES

This is going to be a long one, I honestly just wanted to indulge in my fantasy… also my requests are still open, I am going through writer's block constantly, so if you have any specific requests, please ask, I don’t judge.

As always there are two versions of this story, one for fem readers, and one for masc readers. Please note that the main character (you lol, it’s a reader insert) will have the same characteristics, just different pronouns, and genitals.

There is a BETA of this, so my work won’t die, don’t worry, no BETA reader though, so if you want to apply for that position, be my guest.

The cold night air slithered its way past the quiet streets of your hometown, bringing with it the smell of fresh salt and rich dirt, hinting at the bite of winter quickly on its feet.

Most of the townsfolk had already retired for the night, hoping to avoid the bone-chilling cold for the warmth of their own homes, but not you.

You relished in the feel of the salty air on your cheeks, how it nipped at the tops of your ears and the tip of your nose like a curious puppy. You loved the sea with all your heart, the soft waves lapping at the shore, inches from your feet, even when she was angry you reveled in her beauty, her righteous anger, and seething waves.

Letting out a  breath, you watched as the air before you fogged, creating tendrils of breath, letting you know you were alive.

You often came down to the beach when you couldn’t sleep, spending many nights staring out into the sea. Soon it would be too cold to venture out any further, the sand crusting over with ice, the sea crashing down on the rocks with a vengeance. 

But it would fade, for now, you spent the last of the warm nights dreaming of the day you could venture out on your own, far from the watchful gaze of your mother.

You let out another long breath, pulling your shawl tighter around your shoulders, allowing a small chuckle to escape.

At this rate, you would become an old spinster, sitting by the waves with no prospects.

Many in the village whispered about what you did down in the sand, some spinning wild stories about you meeting a long-lost lover under the moonlight, others whispering about a siren,

Sometimes you wished they were right, a secret life filled with adventure awaiting you every night buried in the salt-crested sand. Tales of mystical beings out in the open water, reaching out to you with promises of grandeur, talons dipped in gold and silver. You could almost hear them now, calling your name with sickeningly sweet voices, beckoning you forward into the rolling waves.

You almost waded to join them in their dark embrace-

“(Y/N)!” a weather-worn voice broke you from your trance, snapping you harshly back to reality, “C’mon, lass! Your mother is worrying herself sick with you disappearing as you do!”

With a disappointed hiss, you wiped the salt off your smock, ignoring the cold numbness of your toes through your shoes, the tips soaked, funny, you didn’t remember stepping into the water.

Hesitantly you turned your back to the ocean, giving her one last longing glance before you scaled the rocks towards town, ignoring the feeling of eyes burning into the back of your skull.

“Lass?”

“I’m coming, I’m coming!” 

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Soft sunlight assaulted your eyes through the tavern window, making you groan in annoyance.

“It’s your own fault!”

“God, ma! Can’t you have sympathy for your only daughter?” you moaned, turning to the voice with longing eyes, an exaggerated pout on your lips.

Your mother looked at you with her soft auburn eyes, usually so filled with love, now filled with stony displeasure. She huffed, placing calloused hands on her hips, clearly annoyed with you.

Your mother was a stout woman, but very beautiful in her way. The way her smile lit up the room, or how her eyes never seemed to lie. When you were a child, you remembered how she used to let her hair down on warm summer nights and dance with the young women of the village, so much joy in her laughter, so much love to give.

She loved you, you knew, but ever since the accident, ever since you had lost your father and brother… well.

A burly hand came down on your mother's shoulder, pulling the two of you from your mutual death stare.

“Be kind to her, lass. She wasn’t doing any harm! Besides, you know how you were at her age, chasing every young man in town.”

Your mother batted the older man's arm away, a soft blush adorning her cheeks, “Now you hush William!”

William gave you a cheeky smile as your mother stomped off, she wasn’t angry, she just liked to pretend to be, liked to pretend to be tougher than she was.

William had been with your family since before you were born, helping your late father build this tavern back when the village was nothing more than two or three families on the coast. With his help, it had become a booming community of trading. You had always looked at his as a grandfather figure, confiding in him with your deepest secrets.

Pulling a stool out from another table, William sat across from you, sliding a bowl of breakfast grits to your side, and settling in to eat his.

“So… what were you doing out there last night?” He asked between bites, “Meeting a lover, as they all say?”

You grinned at him, accepting the bowl, “Just daydreaming.”

“You know how your ma feels about you daydreaming of the sea, she has half a mind to pick everything up and run from here!”

You almost choked at his words, taking a long swig from the glass of water you had been nursing all morning.

“She… wants to leave?”

“You know, lass…” William sighed, looking at you with his loving blue eyes, there was always something mysterious about them, something you couldn’t place, “It may be good for you-”

Standing abruptly from your stool, you glared down at him with a malice, “Leave? And go where, William? To some city away from the sea? Some ‘modern’ cobbled neighborhood, without color or life? I would rather die a thousand deaths by drowning than leave my home!”

A rough hand firmly gripped around your jaw, turning your attention to your mother, who had appeared seemingly out of thin air.

“Don’t you dare mutter those words under my roof again!” She hissed, her eyes glistening with new-forming tears.

Ripping your face from her hand, you ran out of the tavern, tears threatening to spill over.

[raymond-reddington-ruminations]

This post contains all the spoilers about 10.21 and 10.22. Ye be warned.

Another Warning; I'm about to bitch.   I started writing this about 45 minutes after the final episode ended. I was going to write it in a few days, but I really need to vent if I'm going to get any sleep tonight.

It should be said that while I still love the show and the characters, and the final episodes were not objectively terrible, I had a list of things that I wanted and I got none of them. So I'm going to sound off on that.

It doesn't change how I feel about the show overall, and I'll go back to saying positive things about the show afterwards, but at the moment that I'm writing this I'm pissed, and I'm going to express it.

I remember one of the producers was quoted as saying that Ressler would be front and center when Reddington's fate was decided. What? There was no decision here. Who decided something?? Not Ressler.

And it did feel like that was coming. It looked like Ressler would be the one to catch up with him and decide whether to take him in or let him go. And I'm not just talking about the last 15 minutes, it felt like that all the way through. The other characters kind of had to declare where they stood, to some degree (dembe and Harold got off the hook) and Ressler didn't really do that. I feel cheated.

I feel cheated on many levels. From 8 years of mysteries laid out that were never answered, to dodging the central question of the show's premise, to ditching the Red/Dembe relationship which was simply the most beautiful male friendship and defined both characters, and finally, no mention of Elizabeth in the end.

What the hell is going on with Dembe? He was asked how he felt about what he was doing, and he couldn't answer. And he never did explain why. What exactly did he think would happen when Reddington was brought in? The man's already been sentenced to death.  Argh.  Makes no sense. In the end the core of Dembe's character makes no sense because they didn't explain it, or address his original stated purpose of wanting to save Reddington's soul.  The monologue covered the past, but not the present.  Bad job.

When that story of The Matador first came up, and the allusion was made that Reddington needs to risk his life to feel alive, I cried bullshit at the time. That's not the character that I've been watching. He is content with whatever life brings, he is fearless, but he does not need to seek risk to make life worthwhile. He is just as happy with peace and quiet, WHICH THEY SPENT A LOT OF TIME DEMONSTRATING IN THE LAST HALF HOUR.

So this ultimate ending with the bull just sucks balls. They're trying to imply that he chose the risk, and chose the manner of  his death, because risk is his thing, like the Matador.

Hell to the no.

And where does that leave Agnes?? God damn it, that's too much tragedy.  No, I cannot presume she's going to be okay with losing him.  I want to kick something. The show ended so very far away from what the first eight years were about; Red's relationship with Liz, and thereafter with Agnes.

I'm going to have to get my ass in gear and actually write some fanfiction. I've done only a handful of longer pieces over the last 20 years, and I recognize that I'm neither good nor proficient at it. But I don't think I can let this rest.

I'm still wound up in The Blacklist, and I don't see myself getting another fandom anytime soon. I get burnt out at the end. After many years they end in ways that aren't satisfying and I wonder why I should let myself get emotionally involved in another story.  There are some showrunners whose names I have learned because of this and will actively not watch a show they produce. I don't think that's the case here, but it might be quite some time, if ever, that I let myself fall in love with fiction like this again. Why do they need to b**** slap us, the audience who followed them for years, in the end??  Is there some kind of perception that a happy ending is somehow detrimental to their audience??

It affects the rewatchability of the show, you know? It's hard to get invested in something when you know the ending is disappointing.

Ok, ok.  It may not be the writer's fault. They always said they were going to concretely reveal Red's identity, and that didn't happen. I believe that is the network interfering with the writers. And I feel like that may have happened on more than just Red's identity. I mean... A bull.  As in, we can't write what we want to, so here's some b*******. If that was the deliberate choice, kudos to the writers. Well played. If it wasn't their intention to draw in that phrase...well. They walked right into that one.

I realize there probably isn't much of an audience for what I'll be writing, but I need to write it for myself.  It is sad to me that the fandom for The Blacklist seems to be so small. There was so much material here, and so many of the people I've known for my past fandoms could have loved it as passionately as I did, and written far more and far better than I ever could. I think if they had confirmed Redarina directly it actually would have accomplished that. The people I've been close to in past fandoms are wildly supportive of LGBTQ and would have been attracted to this character's story based on his being trans.  What are missed opportunity.

Can we get this to be a George RR Martin situation?  Where the original Creator puts out a book that contains his own ending and ignores this one?

I'm going to see about getting that first fiction written as quickly as I can. But until then, let this be said for the record;

Donald Ressler got Reddington to a hospital, and after a lengthy recovery, during which Weecha concluded that life with Reddington is not for her, Red walked free, called Agnes, and welcomed Dembe back to his side, as Red had retired from crime. They both went in search of, and found, Anne.

Addition; posting this the following morning. I did not get any sleep. I need to stop letting fiction do that to me.

[theharrowing]

My favorite fic of yours - Collateral

My favorite chapter in my favorite fic of yours - Yoongi, Namjoon, and mc from Collateral lol

The best character you've written for - your Yoongi and your Namjoon have honestly spoilt other Yoongi and Namjoon for me. in all your fics but HELLO Collateral.

The best ship you've written for - NAMGI NAMGI NAMGI *foaming at the mouth kicking screaming dying* NAMGI. and also yoonmin.

A fic I haven't read yet from you, but I want to - i have not caught up on the Halloween fics or the Carnival story but i will soon i promise you.

Something I remember vividly from reading one of your fics - i actually screamed when Yoongi from Collateral whipped out cocaine and snorted it. never have i ever seen a character do cocaine and i was like wow this bitch is serious about mafic shit ok ok ok i see i see.

What made me the most emotional after reading - THE FUCKING PARIS CHAPTER OF COLLATERAL. but also One Day At A Time had me like eating my pillowcase while sobbing.

What I like the most about your writing - uhhh do you have all day? because i don't even know how to sum it up but. i love your descriptions and your plot twists so much. your characters are so 100,000 dimensional and your fascination with smell is so interesting. like what is it like to live inside your nose?

A fic i'm excited for you updating/posting - C O L L A T E R A L

A character/ship I didn't enjoy/think about as much before you wrote about them - i have always loved them all but i am obsessed with your namgi and to be honest i think you've ruined them for me like other authors just don't do it justice (no offense other authors)

Something I wish/hope you write - whatever you want to.

A fic of yours that i've re-read - i have re-read Collateral chapters an insane number of times and i do not intend to ever slow down.

If i've ever shared/talked about your fic to someone else - i have one of my coworkers reading Collateral and she is also in love with you and might be screaming in your ao3 inbox.

A fic I didn't expect to like so much - i expect only the best from my quing (queen/king)

A question I have about one of your fics - so you have posted many times in the past about how fics always get a mind of their own and the directions always change. what is 1 or 3 things about Collateral that you had planned but over time it changed?

this is a lot and i am not sorry because you are amazing and i want you to know how much i love you and your work. (also today i had some ice cream and i thought about the chapter of Collateral because that is how deep the worms have burrowed into my brain.)

ANON OH MY GOSH HELLO!!!!!!!!!!! wow wow!!!

thank you so much for loving Collateral so much. and namgi. i also love namgi and i also foam at the mouth. they bring the woof woof bark bark bark out in me like no other. also i fucking snort laughed at "and also yoonmin" LMAOOO.

someone else commented on how they were shocked Collateral characters did hard drugs like cocaine. and then i was shocked, because i just assumed that was what mafia dudes do??? (to be fair, i also don't really watch/read mafia media hahaha including fanfics.)

Collateral chapter 16 and One Day at a Time both also had me feeling quite emotional (for many different reasons.) 💔💜💜

i'm honored that you enjoy my descriptions and my 100,000D characters!!! 🥰 that's so kind. and yeah, i'm so fucking smell-sensitive, it is honestly a curse. but it is a sense that i think about a lot. i have allergies too, so living in my nose would not be fun!!!

yay to the coworker reading Collateral!!! how exciting!!!!!!!!! i hope they are having a blast, and they are definitely welcome to scream at me!!! thank you so much for turning someone irl onto the fic! 😍😍😍

MY QUING 💀💀💀 i love it lmaoooo!!! 👑

okay WOOF, i am going to answer the things that have changed over the course of Collateral question under the cut, in case of spoilers. but before i do...

👉 talk to me, anons! 💌

ok, step into my office for more Collateral Chat™...

ok ok, so the main thing is that Namjoon was not supposed to get all squishy and fall in love and all that shit. idk how it devolved so quickly, but he was only supposed to be around for a quick fuck sometimes. instead, i made him so emotionally intelligent and soft.............haha i still kick myself about it sometimes.

he actually has a code name The Dragon in my outline that was going to be actually utilized after the ice cream museum shakedown date, and i completely forgot about it. we were going to see the lethal side of him. we still may in the sequel, because i really liked the idea of him also being a bit of a monster (as we have seen glimpses of.)

i was going to have a scene where mc walks over to Namjoon's house and watches him exit his home holding a woman's hand, and then kiss her goodbye before she gets into her car. mc was gonna be like wtf?! and he was gonna be like "what? we just fuck; it's not a big deal." (and that person was gonna be soyoon bc smoke sprite came out and i am a useless bisexual lmaooooo.) but then they fell in love so much that by the time that chapter (20!) came around, it didn't fit anymore (so i had Namjoon just go be emo at home instead.)

i wasn't planning on Jungkook x mc getting involved but readers seemed to really be gunning for it, so i decided to include it. that gave us a much softer side of Taehyung that i was not planning on letting mc see. and because of these relationships and mc's proximity to Paradise has changed a lot, which will change some plans i had for the sequel (including new characters i wasn't sure about adding.) but that's all i can say about that. 🤐🤐🤐

hehehe THANK YOU SO MUCH for such a thorough response (to every question!!!!!) i appreciate it so, so much. you really have no idea how much it means to me. 💜💜💜 your love of Collateral and my namgi makes me feel so thrilled and honored and privileged to write for you!!!

[genshrineimpact]

universe abound

| ◆ ch.3 ⑊ a new door opens.

⬙⤠ masterlist ⤝⬙

◇ a/n ◇ i pray i didn't butcher venti's character in this lol i rarely write for him sooo.... hey, practice makes perfect, right?

"your grace, what an honor to finally meet you for the first time!"

you suppress a peal of laughter when the other allogenes shift in displeasure at the casual way the newly born wisp greeted you, but you allow yourself to at least smile. the wind spirit beams upon your positive response, and out of nowhere it summons a beautiful lyre that's a tad too big for its tiny form.

"i’m sure you're bored just sitting all day in this stuffy palace! would you like to hear a song?"

"insolent cur! how dare-"

a particular disciple’s yell quietens as soon as your hand raises. out of the corner of your eye, you can see morax grinning mischievously into his fist. you glance at the two and remembers seeing them together - friends and rivals, perhaps? how adorable.

with a huff, you motioned the young one to start playing. seemingly pleased with itself, it skillfully dances around the lyre. the sound waves seem to pulse off the palace’s walls, making the melodies even more pleasant to your ears. when it starts to sing, you sigh contentedly against the throne, eyes fluttering to a close.

though your existence feels burdensome at times, moments like make it not so bad.

the door opens to your abode and slams close after you. with a tired groan, you trudge into your home and let your body automatically go through the motion you’ve set for yourself for the past ten years: shower, change clothes, heat up dinner, watch some news while eating, text some family members, do some work, bed-

-oh right, you should probably uninstall that counterfeit genshin app thingy.

just on cue, a notification sound enters your ears and you glare at the nonsensical-looking text on it. it was sort of creepy at first, but recently it’s popping up so frequently it's starting to get on your nerves.

you swipe up to ignore it, but another one pops up. more corrupted letters. you sigh and swipe up once more. yet another new one pops up.

but surprisingly, this one isn't gibberish.

‘help’

your finger hesitates, hovering on top of your phone’s screen.

with a shuddering breath, you click your tongue.

"fine, just one last time, i’ll see if i can do something."

you pocket your phone and trudge towards your usual seat, completely missing the notification that pops up right after you said those words.

there's apprehension in your chest when you boot up the game this time. you really doubt you can do anything. honestly, you should have just deleted the game now, but…

... fingers crossed that the hidden quest won't take too long to finish.

just like last time, the door is already there. unlike last time, you hesitate opening it.

it feels… ominous.

like the calm before a storm.

like your life is about to be turned upside down.

"hah, what can even happen? i get isekai’d into a stupid video game?"

you snort and proceed to open the door.

"bring it on, bitch."

a bright light engulfs you completely, encasing the whole room in white.

when the light recedes and finally disappears, the monitor momentarily shows a closed door, before it glitches and an error message pops out, saying that the game isn't available anymore because its service period has ended.

on your desk, your phone lights up with a final notification. the last  two unread rectangles stack on top of each other for a second before blinking out of existence, not a soul bore witness to the words flashing on the screen.

‘thank you’

‘welcome home’

‘genshi̶̘͘n impact̸͉̎’ schedules your devices to turn off, before deleting itself from both of them, leaving blank screens in the now silent room.

barbatos materializes on top of the broken head of his statue right in front of the big tree in windrise, eyes widening towards the sky. something burns inside his chest. a fervent pull that he hasn't felt for far too long. immediately, he knows. and he’s quite sure the other archons, or perhaps even the vision wielders can feel it too - the way their gnosis and visions are vibrating and thrumming with power.

perhaps?

could it be?

have their wishes and prayers finally….?

the gloomy clouds suddenly disperse, as if blown by a strong wind, revealing the starry skies that mondstadt hasn't seen in ages. a blinding flash, and the anemo god gasps when a star descends rapidly from the sky.

bright and pure white, the shooting star trails diamonds behind it, pulsating with power as it falls lower and lower. there are so many emotions running through his mind, but the loudest of all is the repentance of your name. before he can stop himself, tears pour out from his eyes, but he doesn't blink or bother to rub them away, wanting to fully witness this very moment without missing anything.

but before he can as much as utter the words of gratitude and welcome, the light starts blinking rapidly, its glowing radiance fading out, before it extinguishes completely in an instant.

horrified, he watches as you fall straight down onto the ground, creating an earthquake felt all around teyvat. at once, his mind is flooded with the thought of getting to you as fast as possible.

in a millisecond, barbatos turns into wind itself and propels himself forward, heart racing as he ignores his gnosis straining to gather the last remnants of all the anemo energy in teyvat that’s needed to carry him forward.

he’s quite sure he's not the only one risking his life just so that he can be by your side sooner. those who are still alive would have sprung into action the moment they see the anomaly of your light flickering away.

but he will be the one who rescues you if you're in any danger. he has to be.

because when it comes to you, he wants to always be the first.

© genshrineimpact | 2022 ◆ no repost. reblogs much appreciated - it's the least you could do as a reader on tumblr. remember, likes do nothing on this website! feel free to reach out to submit suggestions, feedback, comments, or if you just want to talk!

[lemonandlime22]

Riddle, Leona, Azul, and Jamil's reaction to Yuu/Mc telling them, "For some reason, I'm attracted to you."

Context: imagen the way you feel about your favorite bastard character, the one you will slander to no end, but its out of love. thats the way Yuu/Mc is feeling about these characters. i feel like a high school theater director rn

Warning(s): mutual romantic feelings implied. not edited. i just finished book 4 and I'm still a bit salty with Jamil. cussing

Gn!Yuu/Mc

A/N: i wrote riddle on a different day from the other characters, so the way i wrote them is a bit different.

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Riddle

You were in the middle of helping set up an unbirthday party in the heartslabyul dorm garden when you just blurted it out in front of him

he chocked-

on air-

his face is also completely red

you cant tell if he's pissed, embarrassed (there are a bunch of students around, and a lot of them definitely heard you), or if he's blushing.

all of the above

he's sputtering and has absolutely no idea how to respond

so he decided to use ol' reliable,

✨Off with your head✨

but sadly you had already gone back inside to help trey bring out the food.

sighing, he sat back down and went on with the party (all while his face was vary much still red) and talk to you right after.

Leona

You were helping out water the botanical garden when you accidentally sprayed a sleeping Leona

so he woke up pissed at whatever woke him up

and as he was yelling(?) you just went,

*sigh* " for some reason, I'm attracted to you"

then you walked away to water finish up watering.

he was just sat there for a second, taking in what the hell you just said.

once he finished processing it he stood up, marched over to you, and dragged you back to his now wet napping spot.

his excuse for napping with you was that, if he had to be soaked, so did you.

Azul

You were taking a shift a Mostro Lounge when Azul had called you into the vip room (is that what its called?? i cant remember) to look at the new menu.

he said he wanted you to see it because he wanted an extra outside opinion to make sure customers will like it which is only half true.

and somewhere in that conversation he started going on a ramble about a new way to make money or something,

your not sure, you weren't really listening.

that's when you said it

he was caught way off gourd by your statement

and it took a long minute to finally finish processing it so by the time he was done, you had already gone back out to the lounge to finish the shift.

after plopping back down in his chair, he started to overthink like crazy, wondering what exactly you meant by that.

Jamil

Kalim had invited you and grim over for a feast

the both of you had gotten there a little while early so the food was still being cooked by Jamil

and you insisted on helping him prepare the rest of it

but being the stubborn prick he is, he kept denying your help

eventually he was fed up and just asked,

"why are you so insistent on helping?!"

"For some reason, I'm attracted to you"

he was vary shocked (as all of these bitches are)

and like always, you took this as a chance to get away from the situation (you can't avoid your problems forever ya know)

now I'm not saying he was blushing buuuuttt, you did feel the heat coming off of his face as you walked past him into the kitchen.

it took him a minute, but he eventually pulled it together and started cooking with you

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[jq37]

what's wild to me is siobhan thompson saying "absolutely not, Aelwyn is irredeemable" in some Adventuring Party episode where brennan asked if there was ever a chance the sisters could make up, before he had developed season 2 yet...

and then how the situation blossomed in season 2 like Oh this is also a child who was messed up by awful parents. idk you asked for Aelwyn asks I found this interesting what do you think?

Ohhhhhhh man, you really hit on a sweet spot for me re: Aelwyn. I love talking about this.

From literally the first scene of the first episode of Fantasy High when you meet Adaine and Aelwyn, I was dead, dead, dead certain that Aelwyn was at the same time a glorious bitch and a victim of her parents who was poised for redemption. I did not read it any other way. If you go in my archives, way back in 2018 I was already answering asks with basically drabbles about a potential Aelwyn redemption arc.

I can't even tell you what the specific detail about it was. Maybe just the vibes? Wishful thinking? But I dunno man, all the ingredients were there. I was so sure it was gonna come back in a big way. There was truly no doubt in my mind that Brennan was setting her up for a redemption arc if Adaine was receptive.

And I think Siobhan is a fantastic RP-er. I love her characters so much and I think she's so funny and she solves a lot of plot problems cause she's so smart.

AND YET, in that AP w/ Brennan she was like, "Absolutely not. 1000 years dungeon for Aelwyn."

And I remember watching that like, am I crazy or is she just so lost in the sauce of being Adaine that she genuinely doesn't see this path for redemption? Because I have done that lol. I have been RPing really hard and missed a big and obvious in hindsight thing.

But yeah man, I was 100% sure that that was Brennan's plan from the start because it pinged my narrative senses so hard and then it was literally exactly what I was hoping for and more.

The episode where Adaine gets caught in Falinel and sees Aelwyn and all her hate drains away because Aelwyn is so entirely broken and Adaine is forced to see her not as this big bad mythic bitch but as her sad, abused, older sister? God, that hit me so hard. Cause it hit *Adaine* so hard. She did a 180 so quickly.

Or after they rescue her and Aelwyn in her sleep with several points of exhaustion and no spell slots is instinctively trying to cast a protective ward around Adaine? Because that's who she really is. An abjuration specialist. A protector. Her parents raised her in such away that that trait was twisted around and turned to just self protection, but it's there. With everything else stripped away, it remained.

And then at the end when she hits Aelwyn with that, "Would you be my big sister?" line? I *still* am a mess when I think about it.

But here's what gets me the most. When Adaine triggers the switch in Aelwyn's brain, it reverts her back to her past self--right after the events of the big party/fight at Ost's house. She soon escapes and meets back up with her parents and the next time Adaine sees her is in the nightmare forest. Anguin tries to get Aelwyn to ransack Adaine's mind (which she can't bring herself to fully do) and then when he tries to mindbreak her, she stops him, drawing an attack that puts her into death saves. Before that she tries to dissuade her dad from hurting Adaine. "She's a baby!" Full protective big sister.

And this was Aelwyn WITH HER PAST MIND. This was Aelwyn right after she fought Adaine on the roof. From her POV, it's only been a couple of days since that happened and she was STILL willing to take a bullet from her father for Adaine. That means that, even in season 1, that's the person she was. Which is what I thought all along.

So, lol, yeah. I think that was a very funny thing that Siobhan said and I love her as a PC but I did not agree at all.

[2kverrr]

TᗯO-Iᑎ-OᑎE ᖴOOT'ᑎ'ᗩᔕᔕ ᑕᖇEᗩᗰ

Steph Gingrich x Fem!Reader

Summary: You and Steph reminisce over your Blackwell days.

Warnings: Swearing, mention of Rachel and Chloe’s death.

The news had just hit Steph and me, and ever since the phone call two hours ago we've been sitting in silence in Steph's apartment. Chloe and Rachel, the two used to be our friends. Once we heard about Rachel's disappearance, we assumed she took off to be the Hollywood persona she was. That's what we hoped. But, dead in the ground of a junkyard, it's fucking disgusting.

I know Steph left Arcadia to get away from all of life's bullshit, to escape its effect on her. Even though she shared good times whilst there, it was too much for her. And now, somehow, someway, I've managed to find my way back to her. Then this happens. Karma's a bitch.

I never got on with Chloe, we'd try to stay away from each other. I always thought of her disrespect and rudeness as uncalled for, even after hearing about her past. We'd argue when I call her out for it and Rachel being the hero she is, was. She'd bring the peace again as if it were magic. Rachel and I were close, I'm sure at some point I liked her in a more-than-a-friend way. But who wouldn't? This is Rachel Amber we're talking about.

Though I do remember mine and Mikey's curiosity over Steph's attraction to the girl, we never dared to question it though.

These positive thoughts of the two friends I loved now fill my mind. The fact their lives were taken from them before they had the chance to live, to escape shitty Arcadia Bay and get out into the real world. Chloe was going to be some punk car mechanic or tattoo artist. Rachel was going to be a model, actress, singer, dancer, you name it and Rachel Amber will be perfect at it. We'd all keep in contact, go out for drinks, live together, and do cool shit like that.

A rage I attempted to control flows through my veins, forcing my hand across the kitchen counter and whacking off my glass of water. My breathing remains heavy while I watch the glass shatter, and then the water that begins to spill over the floor.

I feel Steph's hand on my shoulder, trying to calm me down, and surprisingly, it does. She leads me over to her couch then she wanders off to clean up the mess I made. "Sorry," I mutter.

In my peripheral vision, I watch Steph shuffle around the kitchen getting up the glass while allowing my fingers to massage my temples as my face falls into my hands.

Once the mess was cleaned up, Steph takes a seat next to me and releases a heavy sigh. "Remember Warren?" She questions, confusing me for a second.

"Yeah, I do..." I answer, awaiting to find out what she was on about.

"Well, what was that all about?" She lightly chuckles with a curious eyebrow quirked.

"Huh?" I respond, the girl frying my brain.

"You two were definitely hooking up." The assumption that left her mouth sent me into a choking fit.

"Steph, what are you on?" I question.

"Warren would always bail on our DnD sessions saying, 'Oh, I'm meeting Y/n in her dorm.' So, that could only mean one thing. And if I'm being honest Y/n, I thought you had a better taste than that, bad enough him being a male." She explains.

I fall back into the couch, palming my face. "Oh my God."

"What?" She laughs

"He was tutoring me."

"Oh, so you're into role-play, no wonder you're LARP character was so accur-"

"Steph!" I shout, covering her mouth with my hand. "In science, he was tutoring me in science... and math too. I was doing like, worryingly bad, and I had to do something before my parents found out. Ms Grant suggested getting a tutor, so Warren offered."

"Okay, at least you weren't sleeping with that nerd." She huffs, her once suspicion now proven a lie.

"Yeah, on that topic. How about your little wet fantasy for Rachel. The single most obvious thing ever." I laugh, and Steph immediately goes red.

"That wasn't like that, she- well I li- no- It doesn't matter!" She blurts out in embarrassment.

We return to the silence again, enjoying the aftermath of the previous moment. All until I hear Steph release a huff, "I had a little thing for you too, you know." She admits.

All of a sudden, my breathing stopped, it felt like my blood flow froze, my heart malfunctioned, and my whole existence was put on hold. No way, she couldn't have. I saw the way she looked at Rachel, it's not possible.

"Maybe even more than I did Rachel," Steph adds, with a slightly amused tone, as if it was only a recent realisation. I gather myself, fixing my posture and clearing my throat.

"Really?" I ask, curious to find more of this. Shit, maybe I sounded too curious.

"Yeah." She assured me, slightly more urgent this time, maybe she shared too much? Maybe I could, I don't know... return the favour.

"You remember that one Valentine's day, you got that bouquet of flowers," I mention, this should be good.

"Yeah, I was fully convinced it was secretly Rachel, but obviously it wasn't." She sighs disappointed.

"What about it?" She asks, bringing her knee up on the couch to rest the side of her face on.

I let my hands fall into my lap, my thumbs fiddling as I think of a response. "Uh, well- I sent them." A small silence falls between us once again. "I was also the one that dyed the sprinkler system and fountain pink that day, and the whole Principle Wells lifetime supply of gingernut two-in-one foot'n'ass cream gift thing, yeah that was me too."

"That was all you?" She questions cheerfully, eyes wide open with a beaming smile, "Damn, that got me out of like two tests, I could kiss you!"

I freeze, my smile frozen solid, and Steph's hands rested on my shoulders. Her smile remains big, slowly falling into less of a joyful one and into more of a lovingly one. I feel her fingers begin to twitch on my forearm, forming goosebumps on my skin. "Can I?"

My mouth falls slightly open, ready to respond to the DJ, but nothing comes out. I attempt to find the right words, but all I can manage is a small "That'd be quite nice, thank you."

That'd be quite nice, thank you? Really Y/n? What year is it, the 1400's? You've really messed it up now.

A small chuckle leaves Steph's lips.

See, look what you've done.

Before I can react, Steph was leaning in closer. I push my head the short distance to hers, our lips melting into each other with a soft kiss. My hand slowly makes its way through Steph's hair, while she brings her hand down from my forearm to my jaw, the other arm doing the same.

She rubs her hand up and down my side slowly before we detach our mouths for very much needed air. We rest our foreheads together, lips still touching, taking heavy breaths. "Should've done this three years ago." I smile, leaning back in to reconnect out lips.

[gay-dorito-dust]

HIII BOO!!! HOW ARE YOU DOING??? i wanna ask you something hehe! So, can you pleaseee write fluff with mikey where he takes his partner to the beach, kind alate at night so that theres not so much people and they stargaza and tlak about future together????

Take your time with it boo, ily 🖤🖤

HI WIFE, GUYS MEET MY WIFE! I LOVE YOU WIFE! 💕🧜🏻‍♂️ IM TRYING TO DO BETTER! HOW ARE YOU MY GORGEOUS BEAN!

It’s just you and me.

“What.”

“Let’s go out.”

“Right now?”

“Right now!” Mikey chirped a little too eagerly for someone at this time of night, especially when when he himself would already be in a deep sleep by now. You on the other hand assumed that you looked like the walking dead within the luminescence of your front door light. “Mikey I’m in my fucking pyjamas.” You stated bluntly, gesturing to the bunny slippers that covered your feet, your sweatpants and vibrant pink night shirt that read ‘pussay patrol’ with a cartoon character with an erect penis. The shirt itself was a gag gift from Hanma, who’d wholeheartedly believed that you would hate it more then you did when Mikey tried to use you as a pillow when you were desperate for a piss and refused to let you leave the bed when you tried to escape his cuddles. Only for him to pout and whine until you came back to bed. Mikey shrugged, not really understanding what clothing has to do with taking you out somewhere, “yeah? So?” He pouted, a tactic he’d always use whenever he wanted to do something and would try and get you to join him in his escapades that never well for anyone involved. “You always wanted to go stargazing and so I thought why not do that together.”

You cursed him, his cuteness and your soft spot for the little gremlin ever since the day you gave up the last taiyaki for him that one time in an act of kindness only for him to cling to you ever since; claiming it was your issue to deal with him now that he didn’t have to bother Draken so much anymore, much to his relief and your dismay. It didn’t help that the longer you looked into his dark doe eyes the more prone you were to be susceptible to his charm, not to mention more agreeable to his every whim that you’d sometimes interrogate him if he had powers that influenced your decisions. He didn’t and you knew he didn’t but refused to admit that you had a deep fondness for the blonde and the urge to do whatever he wished if it meant seeing his beautiful smile every time. So ultimately you decided that the bitching Draken will give you wasn’t worth the headache and agree to humour Mikey by going with him.

“Fine, I’ll go just let me lock the door before you drag me like last time. I found three possums in the kitchen eating all my Doritos.”

Considering how long you’ve known Mikey you never expected him to take you to a secluded beach on the outskirts of town and past a little walking trail. You didn’t know this placed existed! Even if you did you still wouldn’t have expected Mikey to take you here just to stargaze. Speaking of stargazing the stars themselves have never been more picture perfect then they were right now as you stared up at them, snuggled up against Mikey’s side in means to keep warm that you didn’t notice how Mikey wasn’t paying attention to the stars but instead paying attention to your reaction of being able to see them so clearly. The smile playing upon your face made all of Mikey’s efforts to find the perfect place worthwhile. He actually found this little area by a chance of luck and knew you’d love it and promised that he’d find a way to bring you here but never found the right excuse until he remembered your love of stargazing and thought it would be a great way for you two to have some alone time without any distractions from everything going on in your lives. Though that wasn’t the only reason Mikey brought you here.

“Hey y/n”

“Hmmm?”

“Where do you see yourself in the future?” You looked over at Mikey to see that he wasn’t looking at you at all and instead at the stars as though he was about to be caught red handed in doing something he shouldn’t. You didn’t know what brought this up but you were too tired to use any logic to solve Mikey and everything that he is and answered his question with a shrug, “I’m uncertain but I know that,” you reached over to grab his hand in your own, “I want you in it, I want you by my side no matter what we face and I want you in my life for as long as possible because if there’s one thing I know for certain is that I want you to keep you in my life because you make life worthwhile Manjiro Sano.” You pressed a kiss to his cheek for added effect. “Where does the great Mikey see himself in the future?” You smirked, leaning over to get a good look at his face with not so much success but you didn’t have to because of how tightly he was holding your hand.

Mikey has lived a hard life and you didn’t want to leave him in fear that he’d one day get hurt. You knew well aware he could handle himself but you wanted him to relay on you when things got too much or when he needed a secondary opinion. You just wanted to be with him and be the one to protect him from himself. The one that he knows he can go to without putting up a facade, the one who loves him unconditionally no matter what he does; you just wanted Mikey and everything that he is because you couldn’t think back to a time where Mikey wasn’t in your life or loving on you in your shittiest of times. You refused to think of a life without him in it and weren’t afraid to let him know that too because no matter how hard he’d try and push you away you always stayed by his side, proving that you weren’t going anywhere without him glued to your side and talking your ear off about who did what to piss off his friends. At first you called yourself stupid for loving him so strongly but now you could admit that loving Mikey was the best and most purest thing to ever happen to you in a long while and you hoped he knew that too.

Mikey looked at you with his trademark smile, “I don’t tend to think about the future so much because what can be better then what I have right now? Though realistically,” Mikey’s smile dropped as he tugged you into his arms, burying his head into your shoulder, his hair brushing against you skin, “I would like for you to stay in my life too because without you I think I’d loose it. You came into my life when I was at my lowest and that tiny gesture of kindness you’ve given me was the highlight of my life. You’re the highlight of my life y/n. I don’t want to loose you. Promise me that you’ll never leave me, please.” His voice cracked at the end as his tears began to dampen your shirt as his hold on you only grew tighter as you brought a hand up to his head to stroke his hair, pressing a kiss there as you allowed him to cry out his emotions. “I promise Mikey, you won’t loose me that easily. I love you too much to ever think of letting you go.”

Mikey pulled away from you so you could see him tearfully smile as he moved to hold your face in his hands before bringing you in for a chaste kiss, pulling apart to bring his forward to rest against you own as his eyes stared into your own with so many emotions it was hard to keep track of them all. “Then I promise to stay in your life too. It’s too late to back out now as your stuck with me forever! We’ll live together and grow old together and we can bother Draken together.” As Mikey went on about your future lives together you couldn’t help but stare at him with wonder and love, completely ignoring what you were doing prior because the brightest star wasn’t in the sky that night but instead right in front of you all along.

[sonianvmd]

thh characters with a crush on you

warnings: none, maybe some swearing but otherwise nothing major

oH and mentions of murder and death but this is danganronpa so im going to assume u expected as much

a/n: so we kickin this blog off with a bang, writing for LITERALLY THE ENTIRE TRIGGER HAPPY HAVOC CAST LMFAOAOAOAO (excluding hifumi, yasuhiro, and the two despairs doe bc i’ve already made that clear)

also some character’s sections are shorter than others im sorry i just couldnt think of as many bullet points for them *tiktok cry emoji*

edit: I FORGOT CELSESTE FU K SORRY

spoilers under the cut!!

★ 彡 ★ ミ ★ 彡 ★ ミ ★

makoto naegi

when he realizes he likes you, he doesn’t necessarily panic or anything, but he does get nervous

nervous around you, that is

y’all saw how he was with sayaka

if he says anything that might sound intimate then he’ll immediately rephrase it or reassure he didn’t mean anything by it

he really only does have good intentions but his wording just kinda flops sometimes

he appreciates how you listen to him and value what he says

you don't make him feel dumb or inferior compared to a bunch of ultimates with actual talents

he’ll muster up the courage to tell you eventually

let’s hope his luck comes through 😁

byakuya togami

now when THIS man realizes he likes you, he a bitch nigga bout it 😐

he can't believe he fell for a common plebeian such as you

but it was hard not to

the way you preferred to get to the point

the way you were aware of your situation and didn't sugarcoat how you felt about it, although you certainly were nicer with it than him

he's ruthless

anyways

you knew your priorities and spent no time trying to use your resources

he noticed how much you had in common; in you, he saw himself

and we all know how this mf feels about himself 😐

he’ll be quick to defend you in class trials

he won’t realize he’s doing it but he just subconsciously protects you

but just because he doesn't notice it, don't mean the rest of the class brushes past it as well

yeah they on his ass LMFAOO

kyoko kirigiri

kyoko is very good at keeping her composure so she won’t be very obvious

she’ll probably just hang around you more

she’ll also defend you in class trials, calmly

“oh, it couldn’t have been [name]. i remember seeing them in their dorm around the time the murder took place.”

hifumi probably finna say some dumb shit like “aye what was you doin in their dorm doe” but anyways

she finds you respectable

if you have anything to contribute, she’ll let you take the floor

when she tells you, she’s very composed, but also very indirect LMFAO

she’s not too sure on how to express her interest in you but maybe she’ll go about it like “well, [name], now we’ve made it here, would you like to step back into the world with me?” or somethin else along those lines idk

take her hand

pls

toko fukawa

y’all know her whole “master togami” shtick

yeah so 😁😁😁😁

no but fr, toko ofc still has her borderline stalkerish 🧍🏾‍♀️ tendencies

she’ll often find herself staring at you, either in the library or in the morning meetings everyday at breakfast

but she isn’t as straight forward as she is with byakuya

i actually think she’d be mad shy and non confrontational

the whole thing she kept up with him ? yeah, never again

if you approach her first then she’ll be able to get a few words out but for most of the conversation, she’ll just nervously play with her braids

you’ll most likely put two and two together

unless ur a makoto kinnie bc then you’ll have to wait till someone else puts it in place for u but anyways

if you decide to approach her about it, you’ll kinda be backing her into a corner bc she’s just bad at deflecting things lmao

she’ll eventually confess (begrudgingly but hey i mean its better than nothing)

expect much stuttering and a gesture like giving you a small gift

and not to be that writer that uses japanese terms in english writing but toko seems like a tsundere but not really if that makes sense?? so she’d probably shove it in your hands and if you try to say something then she’ll just try to play it off as not a big deal lol

calls u a baka 😍😍

aoi asahina

i know y’all all see how she is with sakura

yeah.

aoi is the kind of person who’d like to spend time with their crush rather than shy away from them

she values you and your friendship very much

bring her donuts

just trust me bring her donuts

she doesn’t really realize she’s into you like that for a while but believe me, she is, the whole time

and yeah i think she’d be nervous to tell you bc that’s just natural but ultimately she’d be cool about it

uh oh looks like we goin for a swim

sakura ogami

similar to kyoko, she’s very calm

despite her big and bad appearance, she really is a sweet girl

she cares for you and your well-being very much

will indeed go on x games mode for you

the way she tells you is very sincere and well spoken

kith her

naow

im sorry this is like the shortest one i couldn’t think of much for her 😔😔

leon kuwata

flirtatious ass mf

and he’s lightskin

so this just cannot go well

y’all know that bit where it’s like the guy yawns and stretches his arms up and then wraps one around your shoulder

yeah that’s literally him LMFAOO

he’s very confident

he was fairly well known with the ladies at his old school so you know he’s rhockin wit it ‼️

but

you feel.. different than usual ??

those girls were just lil flings n dates bc he was nice enough to accept their confessions and it boosted his ego anyway so it was a win win

but you

he was genuinely interested in you since he had saw you the first time

he didn’t just acknowledge your appearance

he learnt about your personality and your hobbies and what you liked and such, and he really cared and wanted to hear you talk about it all

he felt the need to really make an effort to show you how much he respected and had affections for you

he doesn't tell you in a grand way

probably just asks you out to a movie or somethin

he's chillin

mondo owada

you know

for being the biggest, baddest, most respected biker gang leader

or just for being in a biker gang period

mondo’s a huge softie lol

yeah he gets violent but he’s a sweet guy who cares about and is loyal to his friends

so mfs need to be nice to you

or they gettin whooped

when he decides it’s time to tell you how he feels, he thinks over his words and he’s all confident there’s no way you’d reject him but then he sees you in the halls and goes 🧍🏾 LMFAOOO

he’ll push through but it’s like he’ll walk up to you and look away from you because he refuses eye contact and just go

“so y/n, would you wanna.. tch.. come to a drive-in movie with me or somethin’?... dumbass.”

real smooth mondo i think you got em good job

please tease him LMFAOO it’d be so funny

he’d probably yell but you can tell he’s not mad so you just keep going with it

but once you’re done tormenting him, you do agree to the movie, don’t worry 🙏🏾

also mondo would call his s/o doll

that is all

chihiro fujisaki

my fav dude in a dress <3

chihiro would be quite shy, but that’s just how he is tbh so no surprise there

he’s very kind so he’d check up on you often just to see how you are

he cares about you v much

the way he confesses is one that consists of a red face as he offers you a box of candy or something similar

and he’d feel honored that you reciprocate his feelings

he’d be very scared to tell you his secret but once he does, he’s delighted to hear it doesn’t make any difference to you

he doesn’t know how he got so lucky with you

not only because woooo they like me back but also because you like him despite,, well everything about him LMFAOO

sweet lil boy

i’d feel like he’d talk about you to alter ego a lot

and when u meet the program for the first time, he’s like “oh! you must be [name]! master’s told me all about you :)”

sobbing i miss him

kiyotaka ishimaru

okay here’s the thing

if taka were to like someone

i can’t tell whether he’d be more strict because he doesn’t want them to get in trouble (and also so it would hopefully divert any suspicion that he DOES like you since he treats you the same as everyone else, only more)

or if he’d hold back more because he favors them LMFAOO

so imma write a lil bit for both

in the case that he was even stricter:

he’d prefer to be around you because he believes the best way he can make sure you stay out of trouble is to make sure you don’t get into any in the first place

of course it’s impossible to monitor you every second of every day but he does his best to make sure you’re doing well

if he sees you do anything out of line, he’s shutting that shit down IMMEDIATELY

but in the case he let up:

he’d still lecture you but noticeably less than the other students

if your feet were resting on top of a desk, he’d ask you to move them and then leave you alone rather than yell at you and forcibly move them himself

if you notice his behavior towards you in comparison to the other students do not tease him about it he will go as red as his eyes /hj

either way he’s confessing to you with a polite but exaggerated bow while holding out a well thought out letter with both hands

sayaka maizono

she will tell you

idk why but i feel like she’d be straight up lol

she’d make sure she’s sincere

she is the ultimate pop idol and all so she wants to make sure you know that she really does like you and isn’t playing a sick joke on you or anything

ok bc

while i do think she’d tell you

i’d feel like she’d be a little indirect just to see how you feel

like she’d give you a free ticket to one of her upcoming concerts with a kind smile

and naturally, you're like :o

and of course you come to support her

and seeing you smile at her from the crowd and cheer her on was the encouragement she needed to push her to ask you out

for real this time

she asks if you wanna come to a concert with her and ur like “oh yeah i love ur shows!!” bc ur dumb and then she’s like “no i mean.. for another artist” and eventually it hits you that she’s asking you out and ur like “oH YEAH YEAH SURE THAT SOUNDS GREAT YEAH OK” LMFAOO

———

i really hope that this is good LMFAOO this is my first time writing for dr so 😃👍🏾

fun fact i finished toko’s section first and taka’s last 😁😁

and i’d like to thank @mius-imagination @bloodygir n the rest of the discord for helping me figure some of these characters out *simultaneously whips and nae naes*

bye ive been working on this for like weeks this took forever

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edit: here’s a deleted section bc i kept blanking for this character 😍

[parvulous-writings]

Karl Heisenberg // SFW alphabet

Request: So there was no actual request, I just knew this would cheer up my closest friend. 

Dedicated to: @rey-is-not-a-skywalker

Summary: A sfw A-Z for Karl Heisenberg, from Resident Evil Village!

Warnings: Explicit language

Notes: Please, have some Soft!Heisenberg, bor. It’s one of the many, many things you deserve.  To those who have requested oneshots- I am working on them, please be patient! My requests are currently open! My pinned post (found here) contains both a list of characters I write for, and a masterlist!

Not my gif

A - Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?) 

He’s never affectionate publicly. Behind closed doors, though- well maybe he’s not your stereotypical lovey-dovey type, but hey-ho, he shows it in his own little way. A few hugs, but mostly through making you things. Music boxes, little figures and robots that wind up, you name it, he’ll try and make it. 

B - Best Friend (What would they be like as a best friend? Where does the friendship start?)

He’s not a friendly man, typically. He’s cold, and driven only by his motives. It takes a long time for him to warm up to you, but when he eventually does he is always by your side, whenever you should need him. Be it for violence, or for an ear to pour your thoughts into- even though half the time you swear he’s not listening completely. 

C - Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

Heisenberg likes warm cuddles above all others. The kind where he can pull you close and hold you there for a while- he likes feeling you against his chest. It’s comforting to him, after years of no affection and a torturous living experience. 

D - Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking, cleaning, ect?)

Karl is not particularly skilled in any domestic skill. He’s very mediocre at cooking, and he can’t clean to save his life- his factory is littered with dust and other probably very harmful particles. He isn’t very good in a domestic environment at all, really. 

E - Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

Blunter than a broken pencil I’m afraid. He’s never had to hide something from you in the past, so why should this be any different? He would not want to beat around the bush here, he’d annoy himself with pleasantries and euphemisms. 

F - Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? Do they wanna get married?)

He’s perfectly fine staying as partners, without marriage looming over the pair of you. Quite frankly, he doesn’t think it’s worth it.  “A piece of damn paper to show someone your fucking devotion? Bullshit.” 

G - Gentle (How gentle are they both physically and emotionally?)

Unless you’re shaking like a leaf or have specifically asked him to be gentle with or around you, he’s not going to be. He’ll treat you much how he treats most others- with a little bit of affection for zest and flavour every now and then. 

H - Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it, and what are they like?)

While he likes cuddles, he isn’t a huge fan of hugs. He thinks they’re too short to show any real affection, and often get in the way of whatever task the recipient is trying to perform.  

I - I Love You (How fast do they say the “love” word?)

S l o w l y. This man has gone through some stuff, and doesn’t want to get attached to people despite falling for you. Give him a chance. 

J - Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What are they like when jealous?)

Okay so he may be “non-committal” in a loose sense of the term, but this man is one jealous motherfucker. And he gets angry. I’m talking  punching the wall, lashing out and breaking shit kind of angry. It’s mostly because of a nagging fear that not only will he lose you to someone you think is better or less monstrous than he is, but also in part due to a feeling that because of what he was forced to become, he isn’t good enough to keep you for himself. 

K - Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

He kisses you on your hands or neck mostly. Those are his favourite places to kiss you. He occasionally kisses you on the inside of your wrist. If you have any scars as well, he’ll kiss them. 

L - Little Ones (How are they around kids?)

It depends. Sometimes he’s the perfect uncle figure, others he’s a whirlwind of rage. If you’re taking him to see some children for a prolonged amount of time, please check how he’s acting and feeling on the day so there isn’t some sort of horrific accident. 

M - Morning (What are mornings like with them?)

There’s nothing special about them, he’s usually up long before you are. He doesn’t leave anything like a hot beverage behind, unless it’s a special occasion that he’s remembered- like a birthday or anniversary. 

N - Nights (How are nights spent with them?)

He often tells you to go to bed before him, as he’s usually working on something, and would rather not have to worry about you being down in his factory and workshop. 

O - Open (When do they open up about themselves?)

When he’s extremely angry. He gets riled up, then will start to spill facts and secrets while hardly even realising it. 

P - Patience (How easily angered are they?)

He has a very short fuse and a violent temper, to say the least. There’s a reason the man swears so much. Though he will often apologise if he’s scared you after an outburst. 

Q - Quizzes (How much do they remember about you?)

He remembers the basic things at the very least- Your name, your habits on eating and drinking, what you do to amuse yourself. He’s quite observant, actually. 

R - Remember (Favorite memory with you?)

He made you a small music box once. The past part of his day, or his entire week, was seeing your smile as you opened it and listened to it for the first time. It was the widest he’d ever seen you smile, and he loved the feeling it gave him. 

S - Security (How protective are they?)

Very. One particular other Lord- “Lady Super-Sized Bitch,” as Heisenberg has dubbed her- is very interested in your presence, and Heisenberg has made it very much his business to keep you practically under lock and key to keep you safe. And when Ethan Winters comes around? Ooh, boy. You ain’t leaving his sight. 

T - Try (How much effort do they put in?)

He does try- through making trinkets and gadgets to both help you and show his affection. Sometimes it may not always seem that way though, with his outbursts and his tantrums. 

U - Ugly (What are their bad habits?)

He smokes. You tried to get him to quit once, then stopped when you realised it made him more irritable. 

V - Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

He’s not that concerned. If he’s still kicking... Well that’s all that matters to him. 

W - Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

He’d feel that something’s wrong, something’s not right- a cog missing from a machine, in a sense. And he hates that feeling. 

X - Xtra (Random HC)

This man would die for some ice-cream. You bring him a tub of the stuff- BAM, instant good mood for the next like two days. 

Y - Yuck (Things they don’t like either in general or a partner?)

This man is not fussy, in the slightest. 

Z - Zzz (Sleep habits)

He basically doesn’t, he gets so little it’s a wonder he can actually function normally. 

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Post Car Ending Twin Dads au

- Due to the available footage and the disappearances of the daycare attendants, the staff concluded that somehow the malfunctioning glamrock animatronics actually decommissioned the two bots and so that is as far as the robots know what happened. Lots of angst potential there, I know. 

- But obviously they aren’t dead, they are out being gremlins with Gregory. First thing he did was try and get them some clothes to make them look less... inhuman. He got them two massive hoodies so that they could pull the hood over their head to not bring attention to them.

- It took FOREVER to find long enough pants for these freaky sons of bitches. They ended up settling on some massive sweatpants with a ridiculous amount of pockets, which both brothers appreciated.

- Sun wasn’t pleased when Gregory admit that he stole the clothes, but Moon shrugged it off because “we literally have no money Sunshine”. Sun doesn’t think it’s a valid excuse for theft buuut they already stole a goddamn car so how much worse could they get? 

- Gregory also insisted on getting Moon a pair of sunglasses because “humans don’t have red eyes”. Plus it would make walking around in the day more bearable.

- The brothers kept tabs on how the business was going even while they were gone.

- Moon was very relieved that Monty got repaired and continued to be a prominent part of the band. Neither brother were aware of the whole “assumed dead” thing.

- They got a bit disappointed when they found out that the daycare was being run by other people. it was bittersweet; While they were happy that the daycare was still up and running, it still hurt knowing how disposable they really were and hurt even more because they were still used as mascots so to speak for the daycare. 

- Whenever a commercial for the daycare plays they stop to watch it, because they do really miss their jobs. it feels strange seeing that they still represent the daycare even months after leaving. 

- The plus side of being disposable is that no one even bothered to look for them though, as the daycare was just given human staff. It wasn’t as popular due to the two key characters being gone, but it still did it’s purpose which was enough.

- Eventually after enough time had passed they convinced Gregory that they should visit the Pizzaplex. They were pretty comfortable with each other by then, and also had a legal way to get in as they had somehow figured out how to earn money. Gregory decided that it would be alright to visit to check up on things.

- Remember the whole “everyone thought that they were responsible for the attendants deaths” thing? Well that comes into play again. 

- They visited Monty and the gator nearly had a goddamn stroke. Monty’s memories from the night he was infected were recovered by then, and considering how many times he actively almost killed Moon he 100% thought that he was responsible for his disappearance. He asked him where the hell they went, and Moon gave him the run down of what they’d been doing for the past few months. Monty asked them why they didn’t just come back to the Pizzaplex? Sun and Moon both gave slightly different answers to this. Sun said that they were responsible for Gregory and were going to be taking care of him from now on, and Moon added on at the end that they weren’t needed here anymore anyways. They had been replaced by human staff, and if they went back at this point they’d probably just be used for scrap metal. It was better if they stayed away, though they’d still like to visit if the chance presented itself. Moon told Monty that he was proud of him, and that only further broke the gators heart.

- In general, the other glamrocks had a lot of different feelings about the disappearance of the attendants. None of them were really close to them, and they didn’t realize how little they actually thought about them until then. It dawned on them that despite them being there basically since the beginning, they knew nothing about them. It never really clicked that they were apart of the crew too, they never treated them that way. They always let the brothers do their own things, which lead to them being basically isolated to their own little area. The first time some of them even HEARD about them was when their disappearances were announced.