#shocked everytime and i will be until I die

[cowardlycowboys]

another day another moment where I'm like who's red hair is this!!!

[fluffylino]

pussy agenda with minho

-contains mature themes

this man has to have his hands on you regardless of where y'all are.

subtle touches turn into full on outrageous groping.

you walk into the kitchen, intrigued by the dish he's busily cooking up for the two of y'all. he glances at you, blinking slowly and then rapidly.

"c'mere" and the tone he uses makes you think he needs your help to cut a few vegetables or stir the boiling hotpot. so you prance to him.

letting out a silent gasp when he sits on his haunches. pressing his lips over your covered crotch. and he stands back up, a satiated smile on his face.

"thank you, baby" and he feeds you a small chunk of stir fried chicken before pretending like nothing happened.

when i tell you he doesn't care if you don't shave, i mean it.

he doesn't care one bit.

"every one has hair down there. its natural, lets all die naturally!" is what he says.

"minho!" you can't help but laugh, smacking him.

"nothing is ever going to stop me from eating this goddamn pussy..." nudging you with his shoulder. his hand creeping over the waistband of your shorts.

"...infact i want to spread you open and fuck my tongue into your tight little cun-"

"we're in public! p-public!"

slapping your hand over his mouth. shutting him up before he can finish his downright filthy comment. he raises an eyebrow, swirling his tongue across your palm while his hand sneaks past your waistband.

you're happy its all under the table but its both nerve wracking. the pads of his fingers rubbing over your already wet cunt and the dirty whispers in your ear.

likes to backhug you randomly. his hands squeezing your ass. you're used to it but for some reason you aren't quite used to the way he trails his fingers up your thigh.

cupping your mound and manhandling you to bend over any surface. its all playful and you giggle until he nudges your panties to the side. sliding a digit against your folds.

"always so eager to have me" chuckling in your ear. his front pressed up into your backside.

"pretty cunt. all mine to touch and play with, am i right, baby?"

it works. turning you on and getting you wet in mere seconds. then he walks off, nonchalantly. sticking his fingers in his mouth and leaving you hanging.

don't worry, he just loves to hear you whine about how much of a dick he is.

give him ten minutes max and he'll eat you out like a man starved.

slurping, licking and sucking with pure need. its the same enthusiam everytime.

eating you out is part of his weekly routine. has to do it more than 2 times in a week or he throws a tantrum.

loves loves LOVES when you're compliant and encourage him to touch you.

like when he's driving. placing his hand on your upper thigh. smirks at the way your thighs part automatically, and he takes the chance to play with your kitty.

"can i kiss you on the lips?" minho whispers, and your heart melts. you smile as you pucker your lips, leaning in to kiss him but you jerk up in shock.

his head already between your legs. pulling your underwear down with his teeth. and before you can even process whats happening, his tongue slips between your folds.

hot breath fanning over your pussy. his nose bumping into your clit while he breathes in a deep breath. eyes fluttering and moaning unbashedly at your scent.

you're not even wet, he just loves how you smell in general.

"god, i love you so much. i love your beautiful, soft, warm cunt"

LOVES LEGIT LOVES when you sit on his face.

ESPECIALLY after he gets back home from dance practice. sweating and out of breath yet so ready to be suffocated by your weight on top of him.

"thats it, kitten. fuck yourself on my tongue. don't stop till i say so."

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in conclusion, he gets pussydrunk so easily but refuses to acknowledge it.

[weneeya]

falling for you m.list | rules

pairing. one piece x reader

characters. zoro, law, sanji, ace

note. i haven't write with those boys since so long but i'm so back in one piece so be ready to see them! please request with anyone from one piece <3

Zoro

you might be the only one not aware of what is going on between him and you 

he doesn’t care much though, it’s fine by him to stay like this 

he’s always keeping an eye on you during a fight, just to be sure

he knows you can defend yourself well, but he can’t help it 

he lets you steal his food without arguing much, which is weird because he tries to kill Luffy each time he tries 

the crew teases him about it but he brushes them off everytime 

he’s a big shy boy, but he just doesn’t care if anyone knows about his feelings for you

he has a huge soft spot for you and he doesn’t even tries to hide it 

there’s no real realization because he knows why he’s doing this 

he would die for anyone in the crew, but he would definitely burn the world down if you asked him to

Law

realization hits HARD 

he’s not the type to show a lot of emotion, at least he wasn’t until he began to travel with the strawhats

and you? you get him stressed 

he didn’t realize it until robin pointed it to him 

maybe she wasn’t wrong, but no way he would admit it like this 

yes he lets you stay around him a lot, even allowing you to touch him without complaining too much 

and yes you’re always stealing his coat when you’re cold and he doesn’t bother him

but falling for you? no way

he can’t be falling for someone, especially not you 

yet, he can’t take the idea out of his mind since robin’s words 

he notices the way you scrunch your nose when you smile 

or how your face lights up at the idea of visiting a new island 

you’re adorable, and his heart can’t take it 

damn, maybe he’s down bad finally

Sanji

he loves women so much so his behavior isn’t questioned a lot at first 

he’s a simp, it’s not weird that he’s treating you better than anyone else 

until he began to prioritize you over everyone else

even the other girls 

makes your favorite dessert all the time

even asks you what you want to eat and does his best to make it with what he have

nami is the first one to talk about it, and he feels his heart stop at the thought 

is he really in love? like, real love

he’s a romantic guy, that’s it, he can’t be feeling those things 

he can’t, right? 

but the way you’re so gentle with him, never pushing him away when he treats you like the most precious thing on the sea

well, he realizes he might feel something more for you

Ace

the boy is blind, even more than you are 

he’s naturally clingy and touchy with people, a joyful boy 

yet, he seems worse with you 

he always keeps an arm around your shoulder, talking you about his dear brother a lot 

when he falls asleep out of nowhere, it’s usually on your shoulder or even falling on your back

the day he was drunk and put his hat on top of your head? everyone knew it was over 

if anyone tries to tell him about it, he just stays with his eyes open wide in shock 

he blinks a few times, slowly processing the words 

a shrug of shoulders and he just accepts it like this 

fine, perhaps he’s in love, but so what? 

he doesn’t change anything, it just means he can be even closer to you than before

thank you!

[brain4stew]

I was wondering if u could do something with this post https://www.tumblr.com/brain4stew/776674413350404096/forsaken-killers-with-a-deceased-so-perchance

But make it like a part where boom their body's are suddenly gone and now there suddenly alive but the killers don't believe it at first!! if possible then just a lil fluff.

I really wonder where you people get ideas from… 🧍‍♀️ DID YOU STEAL MY BRAIN JUICE?! 😦😦 /J

But yes, I shall make this for you, anon. 🙂‍↕️

Those that do not know what post the anon is referring to, it is,

This one.

(Note: Characters may be ooc, since I do not know how the characters actually will work/be like!)

That being said, here is your request under the cut! ;

1x1x1x1 (1x4).

We all know that this creature is the embodiment of hatred, right? And he had you as their lovely s/o.

However, you were dead. You were a minion for a while, a special minion.

But after a round where 1x4 was the killer, and she killed every survivor, and won. Imagine her shock, when you’re gone.

Now just imagine, his hatred but now tenfold.

Way more relentless in rounds, bringing actual hell on their victims. (Survivors.)

But one specific round, she sees you alive.

He doesn’t believe it of course, and kills you for a few rounds. Before he notices that very same look you always have, when you were alive, and didn’t die.

Another round, and they immediately starts rushing to find you. Ignoring every and all survivor now, surprisingly.

When she finds you, oh, when she finds you again… She won’t leave you be alone ever again.

He’s practically growling at any and all survivor and killer within your vicinity. He just doesn’t want you to die again…

In private, they’ll be scared to touch you, let alone hold you. But as you reassure them that you will be alright, they can’t help but hug you, hold you close, and pepper your face with kisses.

You both fell asleep with each other again, cuddled up with each other. 1x4 obviously is the big spoon, scared that you’ll be gone the moment she wakes up again.

John Doe.

This poor, confused and corrupted guy…

His corruption was far too bad when you were dead. That his corruption ended up corrupting the killers and survivors a bit.

He doesn’t notice that you’re alive, as he kills you for many rounds, until a survivor yells out your name, to warn you of him.

He pauses his hand, mid-strike, stiffening up.

Did he hear that correctly? His s/o? Alive again? Couldn’t be…

When he glances down at you, he is arguably… Shocked and confused.

He lowers his hand, hesitating for a while-

You ended up tackling him down into a tight hug. He’s shocked by your sudden strength, how did you manage to tackle him down?!

He’s glad you’re alive however. So each round where you’re in it, he searches for you, and stays by you everytime. His corruption gradually becoming stable again.

(The survivors and killers that were affected by his corruption also became free of the corruption.)

He glares at anyone, everyone and anything near you. He quite literally does not trust anything near you, afraid that you’ll die once again.

In private, he’s clingy as hell. He always has to have at least one singular claw on one of your fingers.

He’s hugging you, and cuddling you quite a lot. He missed you, a lot.

Jason.

Jason was still and is still killing each and every survivor, until his mother tells him that your body, is gone.

He’s scared, livid also! Did your body get taken? No, because then someone would have to go inside his room, and search for both you and his mother’s head…

He’s more feral this time, killing anyone and everyone. He doesn’t notice it, as he kills you for a few rounds, until…

His mother, recognized you. She immediately tells him to stop, and to look closely at you.

He does as told, stopping his attacks, and looking at you closely. Oh. My. MOTHER. (😇)

He drops his machete, and chainsaw, before rushing to you, and hugging you closely. Not caring at all that the survivors are looking.

In private, you and him will be making diy’s, knitting, learning and listening to his mother. Listening to what she has to say about her youth, and learning how to do and make things.

He also hugs you a lot, tensing up whenever a survivor or killer is nearby you.

Mafioso.

He’s relentless in rounds. Killing any and all survivor, in debt or not, he does not care.

He always watches over his goons, practically glaring death daggers at them, if they ever are close to your capsule.

Imagine his shock and horror when his boss, Eunoia, tells him that you are gone. You disappeared. Your dead body, gone, vanished.

He immediately rushes back to your capsule and his boss after his round of being the killer, and sure enough… You’re gone. Eunoia has already sent some goons to look for you, whilst having trackers on each and every one of them.

The more rounds he is in, the more frustrated, angry and mad he is. Where did you go? Did one of his goons betray him again? Did a survivor take you? Did a fellow killer take you away? No, Eunoia would have seen, heard and taken care of them.

So imagine his reaction, when you tackle him from behind, hugging him tightly from behind, and calling him that lovely and sweet nickname you gave him that he remembers dearly.

He stops in his tracks and turns around to face you, taking his hat off, and placing it on top of your head, as he hugs you back.

He holds you, hugging you for a while, before he calls his most trusted goons. (Soldier, Contractee, Consigliere and Caporegime.)

Their shock when they see you again, they immediately ask Mafioso if they can hug you too. When they get a confirmation from Mafioso, and he backs up from you.

You’re immediately tackled down into a group hug. The guys crying and hugging you, as you smile, and hug them all back, telling them that you’re okay and safe. And how you missed every and each one of them.

You look up at Mafioso, and grin, you reach up an arm, and pull him down into the group hug. (He’s surprised by the unexpected gesture and strength, so much so that he actually stumbles.)

In private, you and his goons are making bracelets, items and everything you all can make together.

You, Mafioso and his goons listen to Eunoia, occasionally asking questions, and giving advice.

(Whenever you’re supposed to be sat on the ground, you’re instead sat on Mafioso’s lap. He put you on his lap.)

Mafioso’s bunnies squeak and whine when they finally see you. You’re immediately swarmed with bunnies, and Mafioso sat behind or beside you.

In private, Mafioso will hold you like you’re something fragile, afraid that you’ll die and disappear again.

He doesn’t show it much, but whenever he’s with you, or Eunoia, he lets his bunny form show. You and Eunoia are the only ones he trusts to be able to help groom him in his bunny form/state.

He’s also cuddling you a lot, even nuzzling you a bit too, he’s glad you’re alive and back again, but he’s still scared it’ll happen again.

Eunoia also treats you like you’re fragile glass. She knows how vulnerable people are, and she’s afraid she’ll damage you.

(Anyway, thank you for requesting this, anon! 🫶)

[starrieangel]

🎮Mouthwashing Crew plays a Horror Game With you👻

Inspired by @ilikedrinkingsoda ‘s suggestion of roblox horror game imagines ~ I just went with a generic horror game since I've never played roblox!

Features: Curly x Reader, Anya x Reader, Daisuke x Reader, Jimmy x Reader

Tags: Fluff, Normal!Jimmy

Curly

I feel like he wouldn't be very scared or jumpy ??!! You call him a psycho bc you're screaming at every jumpscare and he is just laughing at you ??! What the hell??

You ask him if he likes horror games or something and he says “Not at all, I even hate scary movies.. but I don't find them scary, just gross” Like he’s grossed out by gore more than he finds it scary

So when you play this horror game which just involves hiding from a monster, he's not scared at all, he's just laughing at you. >:(

Until... all of a sudden there's a cutscene, where the monster does something reeeeally creepy, say takes on a new, scarier form

Afterwards he goes quiet, but he keeps playing

Suddenly after playing for a little longer you just hear him really quietly gasp out of shock- he finally got killed by the monster

“Haha okay, L-let's play another game now..”

Curly hates horror games..

Anya

SHE DOES NOT WANT TO PLAY THIS GAME..!!

Already covering her eyes on the start menu

Like you almost can't even get her to play the game

Ironically she is a fan of horror, but show her a jumpscare and she'll die

She likes psychological horror or creepy horror, a big Stephen King fan (The Shining reference) but this game is just too stressful ..!!

“Y/N, I really want to play something else now-” *YELP*

You guys have to play dress to impress for two hours until she isn't scared anymore 😭 (or a different cutesy game)

Ends up going to bed reading HP Lovecraft or some other horrifying shit and then just rolls over and falls asleep like she read a bedtime story... LIKE WHAT

Daisuke

Definitely screams everytime he is killed

but he is addicted to this game

He is constantly cracking jokes that get interrupted by him getting killed or screaming out of terror LOL

Would definitely follow you around the map even tho you're begging him to stop bc HE KEEPS GETTING YOU KILLED

“Y/N HELP” “STOP YOU'RE BRINGING IT TOWARDS ME-” *cue screaming in unison*

He is definitely the most fun to play with though, like he's so funny naturally

I don't think Daisuke would like horror at all, he just enjoys having fun and playing games even if they're a little scary (because its fun!)

Well, it's fun until he cant sleep that night..

“Y/N, can I sleep in your bed tonight? You know, to protect you from monsters..!” You say yes and he dashes into bed like he's running from the monster still XD

Jimmy

So goddamn cocky

He loves scary movies, like Scream, Nightmare on Elm Street, Friday the 13th, so what is there to be scared of?

Sees creepy monster at the end of the hallway

“Yea no fuck this turn this shit off”

LMAO

You end up watching The Thing and Alien and having a horror movie marathon after that

You're terrified the rest of the night D: Like why did he make u watch all that scary stuff before bed..?!

You crawl into bed and instantly cling to him

“Don't worry, babe. I'll hold you so no monsters get you.” Then wraps his arms around you ♡

Wait a minute.. that fucker planned this all..! (He wasn't even scared of the game, he just wanted to watch his favorite movies with you >:[ )

This was really fun to write! Plz rb if you liked or leave a reply of what you thought! Thanks for reading! 🩷🎮

[iamhereinthebg]

Spoilers Tbhk chapter 126

The end of the new chapter appears with a brand new question: Who is this Akane?

Is he the same one as the one Nene just tried to kill in the last Timeline?

I had a lot of random ideas about it, so let's talk about it! Disclaimer: It will be a little bit all over the place, some ideas will contradict each other! It's mostly to see what we have right now.

One of my first idea is: Nene doesn't exist in the Present anymore.

At the end of the chapter, Nene appears during the 103rd festival which takes place in 2005, 10 years before the main timeline, and for once, she doesn't seem to wanna use the sandglass right away.

Which means it may be a timeline where Akane and Teru remember, like in chapter 112, and Akane realizes that Nene doesn't exist as she should. It may be even coming from before this after all since she was born in 1999/2000, she should be 5/6 in 2005. He then decided or is asked by Kako to check each festival from 2014 to older years, to see when she is.

It also seems that the Clock of the clock keepers only functions during the three days of the festival. I won't go into details but I am pretty sure they can use the clock keepers biggest power at least only during the festival, which is why time is also so fragile at this period and would also explain the three days limit for the memories.

Second Idea:

Nene is 'stuck' in the hourglass.

This is Kako's reaction to Nene using the hourglass, he is shocked and angry that she wants to use it despite saying his Tale but here he seems just 'mildly annoyed'. The hourglass did disappear with her though. It's great to keep in mind that The sanglass wants to get more and more people into it, probably gaining power like this like the God Pit. Contrary to the God of the pit who at least gives people wishes in exchange, the SandGlass only set people to fail. Its malicious intention way more present than the other Kami the god pit.

It always make Nene go back to the Sand everytime, never allowing her to say she wants to get her old timeline back, to stay there, never giving her a break into the loop, driving people quickly into madness and losing all senses of self.

'It's alright, you can try again and again and again' until your lose your life and soul so you can join us. The Sandglass already knows what's waiting for anyone who uses it, it's never offering a solution, just forcing her to go back until she completely loses it. Making her thinks she has a choice in any of the decisions when she has none. After killing all her friends, I am pretty sure only a few more loops would be enough to make her take her own life or die by becoming much more reckless, and finally be part of the sandglass.

All stories told by Kako end up with the person using it dying. Either by their own hands or by others. The only one who ''didn't kill himself'' is the ClockMaker, putting a curse onto his own soul so it could never rest, so his soul would remember what he did and create a supernatural born from grief. So he could prevent people from doing the same mistake as all those people. The clockMaker is the only one who didn't use the sandglass 'one last time' to get what he wanted.

The Sandglass doesn't care what the present will look like, it only wants to empower itself by using greedy humans.

Which is why I think there is a possibility that the timeline Nene is in right now, is 'stuck' in the sandglass. I can't explain exactly how it would work tbh, maybe that just the sandglass 'create' false or alternatives timelines, enough to make the human using it go insane. Like it's a sandglass who can ''travel'' through timelines? I don't really know how it would work, but the dimension Nene is in is clearly a different space like the Nowhere where rules don't apply as in the real world.

But only humans can have access to it, hence why Akane is the one at the end who appears to potentially get her out, not Kako or Mirai, but a human, who can break the rules that bound the supernaturals and can fall under curses more easily, who can be cursed so can lure the sanglass to allow him to use his power. The sandglass would allow a human to use it, not a supernatural.

I already said here that I think there is a possibility Akane was already going after Nene since some times. The question now is: from which timeline it is? This this will be even harder to explain.

I personnaly think that Akane from the first new timeline (chapter 112 to 125) and from chapter 111 are the same, or at least, share the same memories.

Everything he says in chapter 113 is just so personal.

Which add to my idea that Nene is in a different timeline, that is not the same as the one she just left. She is not trying to change the timelines she is in, she is in a brand new one. The last twos were way more linked together than the ones Nene is in.

Because Teru and Akane don't remember anything, compared to the old one where the clock keepers used their powers.

Like when Kako uses its power in chapter 27, or when people are stuck in boundaries.

People with high spiritual energy always have better chance to remember.

Which implies to me that Nene hasn't really gone back in Time in the same way as they did previously. The Sandglass works differently that the clock keepers's clock. Kako and the Cat stayed in the real hourglass/clock.

Nene only has a part of its sand. The big part of it is controled by Kako and is what helps going back in Time, the clock keepers' powers over the Past.

I just wanna note that for the new timeline, only those who were present during the changes, ended up remembering right away (Nene and Teru). But it still happened at one point for others characters like Kou and Mitsuba/Sousuke. Characters like Tsuchigomori aren't shown remembering anything, but it's hard to say how much it may affect him since he is an old supernatural. His three days of memories left may have already passed, this memory thing is really wonky and only works when AidaIro want it to work though so I have no proof.

I also personnaly don't think the Akane from the many timelines Nene goes through, is the same as we see at the end of chapter 125. I don't think this Akane is supposed to remember the timelines. For a lot of different reasons that I think don't make sense, but Nene is pretty obvious in the way she acts that something is happening.

Akane doesn't change anything in the way he acts at all. He even worries for her because she acts differently and says non sensical stuff. There is no way he remembers all those timelines here. Or he can have the Oscar for the best actor idk it makes no sense. The only thing where I am not sure is the last one, the only time for me he would finally remembers all of it, is when he is dying. But I still think it's a weak plot point, really random and would go against the idea that he has been looking for her for some times.

(Funny note: Akane is a character who is always shown with half lidded eyes when ''''dying''''compared to the others like Teru. He is dying/losing conciousness, not dead/inconscious, right away.)

I still feel like what Kako did is way different than what Nene is doing with the hourglass. Nene is under the sandglass's influence, Kako uses its power only once to get things right (from his pov), never using it without taking precautions and doing his own investigation before acting.

Nene has a part of the sandglass, the core that wants it so bad to be used by human, but Kako still has the biggest part of its power with all the sand present when Nene enters the Clock.

And Kako, is supposedly working with Akane.

Let's go over Akane's role as a clock keeper.

This is more of a personal preference, but it would be insane to me that Akane has been stuck in the old timeline, in the boundary, alone, not doing anything when he has one of the most ''pro active'" personality of the cast. And especially that all this last arc, was for nothing. This arc already makes me mad that apparently no one will remember, this is just unfair to all others characters.

The idea of memories is important for the Clock Keepers in general. The idea that Nene is here using a hourglass creating different timelines and Kako being able to remember the first timelines/changes don't seem like a big stretch to me. They can't pinpoint exactly where/when Nene is and what she has changed since Akane implies that he has been looking for her for some time, with the 'Finally'.

But they know and remember that she is traveling through Time.

Which still begs the question of: why is Akane here in his clock keeper outfit if he doesn't remember/if he is supposed to be dead since he died in all new timelines? And I will be really honest with you and says that I have no clues which make really sense.

If we go into a more of one of the Meta sense of the Present, Akane may have something like Shijima's power.

A kind of power of Ubiquity power, but accross Timelines. There is the human Akane from the new Timeline, and the one from the boundary.

And the one, stuck in the clock keepers boundary, gain the memories of the others once they are erased, like a safety net so the supernatural part of him can still exist like Kako wants him to. By creating new timelines, it create new Akanes, that shares all memories before the changes were done by Kako but the clock keepers of the present is still out there. And with those memories he can see if something has gone wrong, that multiples bad timelines are being created, which is why, he finally acts now.

The only thing that point to this, is the fact that it's implied that Akane has two bodies. And that we don't really know how it works. But it's pretty clear that these two bodies are separated, they only share the same soul. (and we know that souls can be cut too)

He is way stronger and resistant as a supernatural.

If he kept his injuries, Akane should have died when the severance happened, or at least be not okay but he was. His injury only coming back when he gained his clock keeper form back in chapter 85.

Throughout the manga he is one of the character that has taken a lot of injuries, but only in his clock keeper form, and it never interferes with his human body, not even once.

(disclaimer: it may only be just a choice of Aidairo to absolutely refuse to show consequences btw :)) I will put it here because for all others characters it worked like this too when they went back from the far shore, humans go back to how they were when coming back from a boundary)

It's also shown that his power don't work when he wants to use it, because another Kami is in front of him. But he also supposedly know that it doesn't work outside of the school? And he thought that it would give Nene his autorisation but it broke?

We also know that his watch works outside of school in supernaturals prominent places, like the far shore.

I honestly don't really know how it would work, but I at least really think that Akane from the new timeline and the one in the boundary in chapter 111 have the same memories that's for sure. Is the human Akane able to use travel in time if he doesn't go himself 'free the clock keeper Akane'? I am not really sure how it would work once again.

The Akane in the new timeline is still Akane, like every other characters. I am just not sure about the timelines Nene is going through in the loops though. But I can't explain it more than 'it may be something the sandglass is trying to copy the way her friends are/to give her a sense of false security'. Is it some kind of tests to see how long Nene's soul would break? The sandglass don't even need to really travel back in time, it just needs to break Nene's soul to get her in the sand. But tbh this would be a weird choice too. So I am not sure about this, just that the sandglass definitely doesn't work the same way as Kako's clock.

The last option is, Akane at the end of chapter 126 is the one from chapter 111 (so from the old Timeline) and he absolutely doesn't share memories with Akane from the new Timelines, only Kako told him to go after Nene in the Timeloops. But once again it would kinda strange and really underwhelming from AidaIro, the writing for the characters this arc were... not really good for most of them, Nene being the only expection. I at least want one of the character to remember the Timeline we have been in since 1 year (10/12 chapters) for us readers. And Akane is the one who would make the most sense.

Last insane theory is Akane is the cat and he already tried to travel through time without being allowed to and Kako punished him but I won't expand on this because I don't like it much and would add a layer of 'wtf is happening' to this already really confusing arc.

New insane theory: he has another body that's made like the one of the clock keepers since they can cut souls. (I don't like it but here it is)

The clock keeper of the present can see through the eyes of people using the hourglass (no proof at all for this too jut random ideas)

And for the question: Will Akane pay the price to go back to the old Timeline? I already talked a little bit about it : here

I will be really honest but the only way it could have worked for me is: if it was confirmed that Akane was supposed to die at 12 and that the clock keepers extended his life with the contract, in the condition that they can take it back if needed.

But once again, we have no infos, Akane would have known this and I personally think it would be unfair to do that. To Akane, and to the clock keepers as characters. And for the loop Nene is stuck in, why would Akane pay for this? He isn't Kou or Hanako, Akane is a kind character, still he woudln't do something like this right away as the first solution expect if he had no choice, it's not Akane's place to pay for this. Nene shouldn't either but it would make more sense for her to pay a price to me for her timeloops.

I will end all of this to say that AidaIro's writing has... not been the greatest for me in this last arc. I understand the need to keep a lot of things mysterious, but they often put setups they never use after (*coughs* the key Nene got from Amane from the past *coughs* Akane's weird body thing I absolutely don't understand) and now we have so littles informations that we can create anything we want if we cross random informations.

I don't think it's too bad if people guess stuff from time to time, if it means the writing is less blurry. Being able to do theories is cool, but like the broadcasting club I just think it makes everything way more underwheling. Right now, absolutely everything could happen, and we could only nod. Because we have absolutely no informations, on Akane's contract, on how time travels really work in tbhk, wtf is going on with Amane and the big clock, how boundaries and the fare shore really work, why tf is Tsuchigomori a supernatural that can appear to human and not some of the others, why Nene is so special and what is the limits of her ''powers'' etc... They refuse to acknowledges some of the early rules they put, and absolutely don't make the characters deal with consequences. I really hope I will be proven wrong this time and to note that this is my opinion btw, but it's been a long time I've had this feeling with the writing and it's even worst with this arc.

I am glad Nene was proven wrong in this chapter (and it ties to something I talk about here more in details with Kou's character too), mostly because it's good to see something that has been implied since some times.

Nene is a good person, a really nice person, but play with the rules when they have been said explicitly, and see how they answer you.

Supernaturals are bound by rules and I truly think humans characters will be the ones who help them all in the end like it has been happening in the manga, even if humans are also the causes of a lot of their sufferings.

I think a human, will be the one to break the curse and the timeline from the clock keepers who are too stuck on their own rules, because it's still not fair. Nene is absolutely right on this and we understand why she took this risk. But I am still glad Nene was proven wrong this time. You can't expect to play with something as powerful as Time and think you will be okay after it.

They were against Death and Life in the last arc, trying to play by the rules and go out of it without consequences. Now they are against something more powerful than Death, something that can controls everything and suposedly exists everywhere, Time.

And the last thing they will probably be against, with the 7th mystery, will be something even more powerful than that.

Something probably close to Omnipotence, Creation and Destruction. Something that doesn't exist by the rules.

Little detail:

It's important to note that the Future still hasn't woken up yet contrary to the Past, since the Present isn't fixed/isn't here :)))

I can't wait to see if she will have a bigger role now, I am excited for her to appear at least. I also don't think Kako said the full truth and we will have the rest of their backstories a little bit later.

[beelinx]

metal flowers

note: i saw a tiktok about a girl dating a mechanical engineer that made her these metal flowers and thought that was so leo but i can’t find it anymore </3

one thing leo noticed about you pretty early on, was that you got attached to things maybe a little bit too easily.

you sob when fictional characters die, when you get a video of a dead animal on the internet, when a store or restaurant you liked closes, or when you lose an item that was once precious to you.

he’d even seen you tear up after a piece of paper you drew a face in and nicknamed ‘michael,’ who ended up being taken away by the wind.

well, he couldn’t do anything about these things, but he could definitely do something about the flowers.

like clockwork, everytime leo would get you flowers, you’d get so excited and take care of them the best way you could. then, obviously, they’d wilt, making you cry. you’d look so utterly heartbroken every time, until one day leo decided he couldn’t take it anymore.

he brainstormed for a while on how to get you flowers that wouldn’t wilt, that you’d be able to love forever. then, he got an idea.

well, a second idea, after the demeter kids told him that they in fact could not make a flower immortal. bummer, but whatever.

he figured: what could he do, as a brilliant child of hephaestus, to fix your problem?

easy, he’d make you metal flowers!

granted, it took more than a couple tries to make a model that actually looked pretty, and then he had the issue of whether or not he should paint them. but, if you asked him, the final product ended up pretty cool looking.

you were rightfully shocked the first time leo gave you a metal flower, but after he explained the reasoning behind it, your heart quickly opened up to his new invention. 

leo would give you a single flower every once in a while, each a different color and a different breed. your smile would always be infectious once you received them, putting them on display a pretty vase he’d also made for you (bought, actually. he didn’t know how to make a vase look pretty).

honestly, the flowers very quickly became like your babies. they may not be as pretty as normal flowers (which he still gave you sometimes), but they meant so much more knowing how much hard work leo put into them. 

[mattyriddlesbitch]

Hi pookie...more blaise fluff please or I'll actually die PLEASE

I got you. I have a story I wanna write, so I'll write it for him

Fool

Blaise Zabini x F!Reader

Warnings: Cussing, a lot of stuttering

Every time you heard it, it always surprised you. Blaise Zabini at the top of the class? Literally right behind Hermione? He was that smart?

And that's no insult to him. You liked him, thought he was cute.

But whenever he'd talk to you, he would stumble over his words, say the wrong words, practically stuttering. Now, this definitely didn't mean he was dumb, but it didn't exactly give you the impression he was top of the class.

Because how was the man who would pull the dumbest shit you have ever seen be top of the class?

The same guy you've seen walk into the same exact pillar at least once a week. The same guy who nearly fell off one of the moving staircases because he didn't see it move until the last second. The same guy who you've seen get hit dozens of times while in practice for quidditch. The same guy who totally messes up the words during karaoke consistently at their parties. You can keep going on and on.

Blaise's defense, at least in his head since he'll never say it out loud, was that you were too distracting. You were just too damn pretty and hot and smelled good. And everytime he saw you, he would do something dumb. Like running into something because he was too busy looking at you. Or messing up words because he couldn't keep his thoughts straight around you. He swears the only reason he isn't ahead of Hermione is because you messed him up during his presentation by looking straight at him and he mixed up his words, leading to him getting docked a few points.

So, yes, it always surprises you when someone mentions he's top of the class or being told he acted perfectly normally and not embarrassing.

Hearing about him charming girls from how smooth he is? Impossible. Missing a quidditch match of his and hearing how perfect he did? That's unheard of for you.

So when you're in the girl's restroom, overhearing Pansy and Astoria talk about how Blaise has a crush on you and it's super cute and funny, it all started making sense. They teased him about not being able to speak or act normal around you because of the crush and it made everything click. You waited them out in the stall while they finished their makeup at the sink while the information proccessed.

He has a crush on you.

As soon as they left, you washed your hands and left as well, looking for Blaise. You didn't even know what you were going to say. You were still kinda in shock.

Luckily, you caught him just before he went into the library, called his name as you tried catching up. He stopped and looked over to you when he heard his name.

Oh, shit. He's gonna make a fool of himself again.

"Hey, (Y/N). Hi. What's-What's up?" He asked, trying to casually lean on the wall by the library door, but the awkward movement showed you he was trying too hard.

You paused in front of him, unsure of what to say now. You found him. Now, what? Fuck it. "You have a crush on me." It was definitely more of a statement than a question.

His face fell as he straightened back up. "What? I-What? Where-Where did you hear that?" He tried laughing it off, like it was a lie.

"I overheard it. They didn't know I was there, but I just overheard them say it and...you have a crush on me. Right?" Now you were feeling awkward. What if it was a lie? Maybe they didn't have the right information? Now you were making this worse.

"I-No, yeah-I mean, I-come on. You overheard it and thought it was true?" Any outsider could tell just from his body language he was lying, but you were now so unsure because of his response.

"It was Pansy and Astoria who said it, I thought you guys were close. They didn't know I was there, so I don't know why they would lie. Unless they were just mistaken." You shifted on your feet. Maybe you shouldn't have confronted him.

"They just-They like making up things. For their own entertainment. I mean, I never would've told them if I did have a crush on you or anyone, so, you know, they're just-they're guessing. Those two." He shook his head and chuckled awkwardly.

"I don't get it then." You frowned, your shoulders slumping a little.

"Get what?"

"You. You like, always act perfectly normal around everyone else, but you act like...like an idiot, around me. So clumsy and awkward and you can barely talk to me. But everyone else tells me you act normal. I don't get it. Unless, you do have a crush on me. Then it makes sense. I thought I finally it figured out." You sighed, unsure of everything now.

"I-I do not act like an idiot. I-" He stopped himself with a scoff, but it was the kind like he just got caught and was playing it off. "I-You're just-" Another scoff. Merlin, he was being so awkward, but he couldn't stop.

"So, then, you don't like me?" You asked to clarify, and the tone in your voice had him feeling guilty. It was almost like you were disappointed?

"I mean, I-I never exactly said that." He shook his head, the words coming out without a second thought.

"So you do?" Instead of looking disappointed now, you looked confused.

He opened his mouth to speak, but nothing came out this time.

"Blaise?"

He scoffed again, looking away. "I mean, yeah, I suppose I kinda do."

"Really?" He really hoped he wasn't imagining the hope in your voice.

"Do-Do-Do you, you know, like me?" He asked, looking down to avoid looking at you.

"I suppose I kinda do." You said, mimicking him, biting your lip out of nerves now to his reaction.

He looked back up at you. "I, um...Are you free right now?" He asked, trying not to think too much about how awkward he still sounds.

"I am." You nodding, giving him a small smile.

"Would you maybe wanna go, like...hang out?"

"Yeah. I would." You nodded again, smile growing a little.

"Okay, awesome. Um, I-I don't, um. What do you wanna do?"

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[ambiguous-avery]

HI HI BESTIE - I'VE GOT A VERY IMPORTANT QUESTION FOR YOU:

Picture this: Dean on his last hunt had to bite on a hammer's handle (huh, I wonder where that one came from?) and CRACK - of course, one of his teeth cracked in half. Now he's forced to go to a dental clinic. How do you think would he manage the appointment?

Probably the weirdest question I've ever asked so far but you do with it what you want, it's your problem now. 🤡 //runs like the wind

Hello, hello bestie!

Wow, what a question! And I mean that in a good way lol hopefully you’re talking about the handle of a regular ol’ hammer and not Mjolnir. At least a wooden handle of a hammer would be less damaging! What a niche question - I love it!

Bit of background for anyone who doesn’t know, but I work in the dental field, so this is right up my alley! I couldn’t decide how I wanted to respond to this, so have an extended drabble! Sorry, it turned into a really long piece.

Tooth Hurty

No Pairings | WC: 2520

Summary: Dean goes to the dentist

Tags/Warnings: Dental terms, detailed dental procedure, Dean’s got a fear of dentists, no use of Y/N, no beta we die like men

A/N: Title comes from the punch line of “When’s the best time to go to the dentist?”

Dean had been through a lot. He knew pain. He had dealt with being stabbed and shot and thrown against various things in his life. He’d been through literal Hell before.

But this? This was something else.

This was deeper. More profound. An ache that throbbed everytime he moved his jaw. And he used his jaw for like... everything. Eating, talking, hell, even when he swallowed. Mouth pain was a totally different ball game than any other kind of pain.

“You should really get that checked out, Dean,” Sam said without bothering to look up from his book. Dean rolled his eyes at him over it. Some Advil and Tylenol would be fine, and everything would be better in a couple days.

It wasn’t.

By day three, Dean was ready to rip the tooth out himself. When he looked in the mirror, he couldn’t see much, even with a flashlight. He wasn’t a professional, but there was definitely something wrong in there. His gums were red and swollen, and when he pressed gently around his back molar, a shock of pain made him grip the bathroom sink with white knuckles.

“Son of a bitch,” he hissed, his eyes watering involuntarily.

He stumbled back into the motel room to find Sam staring at him with that patented little-brother concern that always made Dean feel like he was five again.

“Dude, seriously. It’s not going to get better on its own.”

“It’s just a toothache, Sammy. Not exactly apocalyptic.” Sam closed his laptop with a definitive click.

“No, but infections can spread. Remember that hunter in Nebraska? Bobby said he lost half his jaw because he was too stubborn to see a dentist.”

Dean winced, partly from the pain shooting through his jaw as he clenched it and partly from the unwelcome image Sam had just planted in his head.

“That was different,” Dean argued. “That guy got his teeth knocked out by a werewolf. Mine’s probably just a cavity or something.” Sam gave him a look, the one that said he wasn’t buying any of Dean’s crap.

“Then it should be a quick fix. I already found a dentist in town who can see you tomorrow morning.”

“Tomorrow?” Dean’s voice definitely didn’t crack. No, siree, it didn’t. “Don’t they need like... weeks of notice?”

“I told them it was an emergency.” Sam’s expression softened. “Look, I know you hate dentists–”

“I don’t hate dentists,” Dean cut in far too quickly.

“Right... And I don’t hate clowns.” Sam rolled his eyes. “Just go. Get it fixed. Then we can focus on the case.” Dean muttered something under his breath that might have been an agreement or might have been a string of curses. With the way his tooth was throbbing, even he wasn’t totally sure.

That night, he couldn’t sleep. Every position seemed to make the pain worse. Around 2 AM, Dean gave up and shuffled to the bathroom, fumbling through his toiletry bag until he found the small flask he kept for emergencies. This definitely qualified. The whisky burned going down, but the warmth that spread through his chest was worth it. He took another swig, hoping that the alcohol would numb the pain enough to catch a few hours of sleep before his appointment.

When the morning came, Dean was a mess of nerves and lingering pain. He downed another shot of whiskey with his coffee while Sam pretended not to notice.

“It’s at 10:30,” Sam reminded him. Dean answered with a grunt, his fingers drumming against the Impala’s keys in his pocket.

“You don’t have to come in with me,” Dean said as they pulled into the parking lot of “Smile Shack,” a name that made his stomach clench. “I’m not a kid.”

“Could’ve fooled me,” Sam muttered. He followed Dean into the office.

The waiting room was too bright. Too cheerful. With posters of perfect smiles that seemed to mock him. Dean filled out the paperwork with shaky handwriting, grateful for the lingering burn of whiskey in his system to keep him from bolting. The assistant, a perky blond with a smile too wide for her face, called his name with far too much enthusiasm.

“Dean Winchester? We’re ready for you.”

Dean rose slowly, his legs surprisingly unsteady beneath him. He seriously considered making a run for it. He’d faced down demons with more courage than he had in the present moment, but the throbbing in his jaw reminded him why he was here. The dental assistant led him to a room with an ominous-looking chair in the center. Various metal instruments were arranged neatly on a tray beside it, each one more terrifying than the one before it.

“First time in a while?” she asked kindly, noticing his hesitation.

“Something like that,” Dean managed, his throat clicking dryly. The last dentist he’d seen was in a free clinic when he was fourteen after Dad had finally noticed his swollen face from a molar that had been bothering him for weeks. The memory wasn’t exactly comforting.

“Have a seat,” the assistant instructed, motioning to the chair. “Dr. Mitchell will be with you shortly.” Dean lowered himself into the chair, gripping the armrests tightly as it automatically reclined. The ceiling lights beamed down on him like he was in an interrogation room.

“Hello,” came a cheerful voice from the doorway. “I’m Dr. Mitchell. What brings you in today?” Dr. Mitchell was younger than Dean expected with kind eyes that crinkled at the corners when she smiled. Despite himself, Dean felt some of the tension leave his shoulders.

“Back molar,” he said. “Right side. Been killing me for days.”

“Let’s take a look, shall we?” She snapped on the nitrile gloves with practiced efficiency while the assistant took up a spot on Dean’s left. “Open wide for me.”

Dean complied, fighting every instinct to close his mouth as Dr. Mitchell leaned over him with a small mirror and what looked like a miniature pirate hook. His fingers dug deeper into the armrests. Dr. Mitchell made a low noise of understanding, gently probing around Dean’s aching tooth. Even her careful touch sent lightning bolts of pain through Dean’s jaw. “I see the problem. Looks like the molar has cracked. Did you bite down on something hard?”

Dean made a noncommittal sound, the best he could manage with the doctor’s instruments in his mouth.

“We’ll need to take an X-ray to see the full extent, but I suspect that the tooth needs to come out.” Dr. Mitchell removed her tools and straightened up. “Have you had any fever or swelling in your neck?”

“No,” Dean lied instinctively, ignoring the fact that his neck had felt stiff when he woke up. He’d faced worse. Much worse. Dr. Mitchell gave him a look that suggested she didn’t quite believe what Dean said but didn’t press the issue.

“The whiskey on your breath isn’t helping your case, Mr. Winchester.”

“Just a little liquid courage,” he tried to defend, though Dean felt heat rise to his face.

“I understand dental anxiety,” she said without judgement. “But alcohol thins your blood. Not ideal before oral surgery.”

“Surgery?” Dean repeated, the word sticking in his dry throat.

“Nothing invasive,” she assured him. “But the tooth needs to come out today. The infection is quite advanced.”

The assistant returned with the X-ray equipment, and Dean endured the uncomfortable process of having various plastic contraptions shoved into his mouth. Each click of the machine sounded like a death knell. When Dr. Mitchell returned with his X-rays displayed on a tablet, her expression confirmed Dean’s fears.

“As I expected, the crack extends into the root. We need to extract it today.” She pointed to the dark shadows around the tooth. “This area here shows infection. You’re lucky you came in when you did.” Dean didn’t feel lucky in the slightest. He felt like he might puke. “We can do this local anesthesia,” Dr. Mitchell continued, “but given your anxiety level, I can also offer nitrous oxide. Laughing gas.”

“I’m not anxious,” Dean protested automatically. Dr. Mitchell pointedly glanced at his white-knuckled grip on the armrests.

“Of course not. But the nitrous can make the experience more... pleasant.” Dean swallowed hard. The idea of being even slightly out of control made every hunter instinct in him scream in protest. But the persistent ache in his jaw was quickly overriding his caution.

“Fine,” he agreed. “Hit me with the gas.”

Dr. Mitchell nodded to her assistant who wheeled over a small tank with a mask attached.

“You’ll feel relaxed. Maybe a bit light-headed. But patients find things funnier than usual, but I assure you that it wears off quickly once we turn it off.” Dean nodded stiffly as the mask was placed over his nose. “Just breathe normally through your nose,” Dr. Mitchell instructed. “We’ll give it a few moments to kick in before we numb the area.”

The first few breaths felt no different than regular air. There was no strange smell, no sign that anything was any different. Dean focused on the ceiling, counting the seconds and waiting for this whole nightmare to be over. Then, gradually, something shifted. The edges of his vision softened. The ceiling stain started to look less like a problem and more like an abstract painting. Kind of fascinating, really.

“Feeling any different?” Dr. Mitchell’s voice seemed like she was both near and far at the same time.

“Maybe a little,” Dean admitted, surprised to find that his grip on the armrests had loosened. The pain was still there, but somehow it didn’t seem as important anymore.

“Good. I’m going to numb the area now. Just a small pinch.” Dean nodded, watching with detached interest as she prepared the syringe. Normally, the sight would’ve had his heart racing, but now, he found himself uncharacteristically curious about the whole process.

“You know,” he began, his voice sounding distant to his own ears, “I’ve been shot before. Stabbed, too. This shouldn’t be a big deal.” Dr. Mitchell paused, syringe halfway to Dean’s mouth.

“I’m sorry... what?”

“Hunting accident. A few of ‘em, actually,” Dean mumbled, finding it increasingly difficult to care about maintaining his usual cover story. “This one time in Pennsylvania, got tossed through a window by a–” He caught himself just in time, “–bear.”

“I see...” Dr. Mitchell said carefully. “Well, this will be much less dramatic. Small pinch now.” Dean barely felt the needle. His mind was drifting pleasantly, untethered from his usual constant vigilance. He wondered if this was how normal people felt all the time. Not scanning for threats. Not carrying the weight of the world.

“You have nice eyes,” he said to the assistant who smiled politely at him. “Very symmetrical.”

“Thank you, Mr. Winchester.”

“Dean,” he corrected, finding himself oddly chatty. “Mr. Winchester was my dad. He’d think this was hilarious. Me freaking out over a tooth.” He guffawed, and it felt good. Like releasing pressure from a valve.

“Well I’m glad you came in despite your nerves,” the assistant said.

“The area should be getting numb now. Can you feel this?” Dr. Mitchell asked as she tapped something against his gum. Dean felt pressure but nothing more.

“Nope. ‘S weird.” His tongue felt heavy and uncooperative.

“Perfect. We’re going to get started then. You might feel some pressure, but it shouldn’t hurt at all.” Dean nodded, suddenly fascinated by the ceiling tiles again. Had they always been so intricate? He could see patterns forming and dissolving as he stared.

Time seemed to stretch and compress in strange ways. Dean was vaguely away of Dr. Mitchell working in his mouth. Pressure. The occasional sound of something cracking. Hushed instructions to her assistant. But everything felt distant. Like it was happening to someone else rather than him.

“You’re doing great,” Dr. Mitchell assured him. “Almost done.”

“My brother,” Dean found himself saying around the instruments in his mouth. “He’s the one who made me come. Always looking for me. Since we were young.”

“Mmhmm,” Dr. Mitchell responded, clearly more focused on her work than Dean’s rambling.

“Saved the world once,” Dean continued, unable to find the control to stop himself. “Well, more than once. People don’t even know. That’s the thing about... about hunting. Nobody knows when you save ‘em.”

“That’s... nice,” the assistant said uncertainly, exchanging a quick glance with Dr. Mitchell. “I’m sure everyone appreciates your... hunting.” Dean felt a strange tug in his mouth followed by a triumphant “There we go!” from Dr. Mitchell.

“Is that my tooth?” Dean asked, trying to see what she had.

“Yes, and it was definitely the culprit. We’ll irrigate the socket now and place some gauze.” She held up the extracted molar. “Would you like to keep it?” Dean stared at the bloody tooth, oddly fascinated by the shape of it.

“Yeah. Souvenir.”

The assistant placed the tooth in a small, plastic container while Dr. Mitchell went over post-extraction care. Dean nodded along, only catching every third word or so as the nitrous kept his mind pleasantly adrift.

“We’ll start tapering off the nitrous now and switch you to oxygen,” Dr. Mitchell said, adjusting something on the tank. “You’ll start to feel more alert soon.”

As promised, the foggy, pleasant sensation began to recede. And with it came the creeping awareness of what he had been saying. Had he really mentioned hunting? Saving the world? Dean grimaced internally. Hopefully they’d just chalk it up to the ramblings of a nervous man out of his mind.

“Feeling more like yourself?” Dr. Mitchell asked, removing the mask from his face.

“Yeah,” he said around the gauze in his mouth. The local anesthetic was still in effect, making half his face feel like it belonged to someone else.

“You did very well,” she said, patting his shoulder. “I’m prescribing antibiotics to clear up that infection and some pain medication for the next few days. No drinking, smoking, or using straws for at least 72 hours. You don’t want a dry socket.”

Dean nodded, taking the papers she handed to him. The room seemed overly bright now that the nitrous had worn off. Reality was setting back in.

“Your brother is waiting for you in the reception area,” the assistant informed him, helping him stand. “I’ll walk you out.” Dean followed her on slightly shaky legs, his dignity barely intact. The extraction site was beginning to throb dully beneath the numbness, a warning of the pain to come. Dean paused as they passed a small counter littered with small toys and trinkets.

“Can I have one of these?” he asked. The assistant glanced from him to the counter top.

“Sure,” she said with a smile. He grinned as best as he could before snagging one of the neon green sticky hands, the plastic crinkling in his hand. As he stepped back out into the waiting room, Sam stood up, concern etched on his face.

“You okay?” he asked, eyeing the gauze peeking out from Dean’s mouth. Dean flashed him a thumbs up and held up the tooth-shaped container and sticky hand.

“Got some souvenirs. Wanna see?”

---

Dean taglist: @jollyhunter @aylacavebear @globetrotter28 @bettystonewell @supernotnatural2005 @sorryitsmyfirstdayonearth @maddie0101 @sir-thisisadndserver @colours-of-thewind @kiddieclaws @mostlymarvelgirl @rurwu @imalapdog

[lunajay33]

Been Waiting🩶

Summary: You are Maggie’s little sister and since meeting Carl on the farm you’ve been pinning after him for years until eventually things fall into place after Negan nearly tears you apart

Pairing: Carl Grimes x f!reader

•Masterlist•

Laying in the infirmary barely a shell of a human, the pain that coursed through you everytime you moved, arm shattered, ribs bruised, face busted and blue, fingers broken

After trying to stop Negan from chopping off Carls arm he had one of his goons beat you to a pulp, but you’d do it again and again and again if that meant you could save Carl from another traumatic experience

“Hey junebug how’re ya feeling?” Maggie asked as she sat on the side of your bed

“Thirsty” you groaned with a dry throat

She took the glass from the bedside table and raised it to your both

“Thanks” you said as she sat the cup back down

“Why’d ya do it? You could’ve just waited until Negan stopped, he wasn’t going to go through with it”

“How was I suppose to know that Maggie after what he did to Abraham and…….and Glenn, I couldn’t see that happen to Carl, I would die without Carl”

“You really are head over heels for him aren’t you” she said with a faint smile

“Maggie you know I do, have you seen him around is he okay?”

“He seems fine maybe still a bit shaken”

“Can you tell him…..when he’s free that I wanna see him, he hasn’t stopped by yet, gets pretty lonely here laying in bed all day”

“Okay sis, get some more rest” she said as she placed a kiss on the top of your head before leaving the infirmary

The pain over took you making your head spin so you got some more rest hoping to be a bit better when you woke up

Hours later a knock shock you out of your sleep

“Come in” you called out groggy

Carl came in with a faint smile as he sat on the bed next to you

“Maggie said you wanted to see me”

“Where have you been Grimes?”

“Sorry I’ve just been trying to distract myself”

“I missed you”

“I missed you too, I’m sorry this happened to you because of me” he said rubbing his hand up and down your leg

“It’s not your fault Carl, I’d do anything to save you”

“But why I don’t understand”

“Carl you big idiot, I love you I always have”

“Really? Me?”

“Come on you can’t be that blind, no offense, but everyone seems to know except you”

“I love you too, and I guess I never made a move because if I had you and I mean you were mine that if I lost you it would maybe hurt less if we were never together but after what happened I don’t wanna ignore this anymore”

“I love you Carl”

“I love you too”

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Revenant Kung Lao x Reader: Sweet Laollaby

Warning: Partial angst and plot confusion ~~~~~~~~~~~~ The spectators of Outworld all cheered loud down to the circular arena of the Kolosseum. Winds pushed up the sand, narrowly tampering with your sight, but you could make out who was the focus.

Your close one, Kung Lao, victoriously standing beside the defeated Tiger Shokan, Kintaro. The very first time you were proud. Relieved even that your human lover didn't fall to some fire breathing beast. But you knew how this scene plays out. Your curse was having to watch it over. And over. And over.

Yet, everytime you tried to scream and cry for him to lookout, not a noise came out your mouth as you're forced to watch and feel the same shock and grief when the cruel tyrant went up behind Lao and snapped his neck like he was nothing but an empty plastic bottle.

  Everytime, guilt surrounds you as everything around you darkens. Remaining beings were you and his body as it darkens unnaturally with red streaks forming on your skin. As his eyes open with glowing red orbs that dart to you with immediate hatred, his neck twists back to its normal position and he stands, stalking to you with spite. "Why...didn't..you.. do anything?"

And as he pounces at you, that's when everything is over.

You gasped awake in bed, breathing harshly and feeling yourself to confirm the regular. Just another nightmare on the trauma. Though, it will always leave you feeling terrible even if you're safe in bed at your home.

After the terrible event of watching your own lover die before your eyes, Raiden and Liu had to practically beg you to step down as a kombatant. You didn't like it but it ruined you mentally where it clearly has an affect on your skills. And you showed no signs of recovery. You weren't alone though, having the same deal as Jax from the Special Forces.

Groaning, you shifted out of bed. There's sleeping pills in the kitchen cabinet that could maybe assist on a well rest. Even if sleeping at night isn't great anymore when the same ugly nightmare would be waiting to haunt you.

After gulping down two tablets with some cold water, you walked around for a bit until you felt the need to lay down. Standing in the living room near the slide door, you pushed aside the curtains and gazed at the dark. You zoned out.

Within one blink, your eyes looked into the glass and it took you a minute to see two faint red glows. Nothing clicked right away until those eyes moved close in the reflection and you could clearly see a body step out.

Immediate fright struck you with adrenaline and you screeched, turning around and pressing your back against the glass door. There standing, was the man in your nightmares. The result of when you couldn't help Kung Lao.

The revenant's face was blank and chill, but you knew how revenants were. Evil. Not the person as they were before death. But from the same constant dream you had over and over, maybe you should've seen this coming.

"You're here to hurt me, aren't you?" The whine couldn't be suppressed down. Your hand clutched dangerously on the curtain behind you. "Hurt me because I couldn't do anything at the Kolosseum? Because... I couldn't save you?"

The undead man doesn't answer right away but watches as the curtain you were gripping too hard fell off its hanging rod, making you fall with it and covering your frame as you yelped with surprise.

Slight amusement roamed his eyes when he steps forward and lifts the drapes off you. Lao looks at your scared face and calmly responds with his own question. "Do you want me to hurt you?"

Bafflement replaced part of your fear. Shouldn't he be using his hat and tear you in half as punishment by now? Why isn't he attacking? "N-No..."

"Then I won't, my sweet." Lao chuckles under his breath and tosses the fallen curtain aside and standing you up. He had the same gentleness handling you as when he was alive.

"I don't get it. The common dream... nightmare- you ask me why I didn't do anything... tell me it's my fault. And you kill me right after. Aren't you going to do that?" You look up at him, taking in the slight smirk he has. The same smile he uses with you whenever he's taking in your beauty.

"It's a dream, Y/n. It isn't real. And Raiden's the real blame here. Not you."

Wait, what?

"Huh? But it was Shao Kahn that-"

"Raiden claims he could see the future. Getting visions of what is soon to come. So how is it he did nothing but stand there rather than preventing my death?" Kung Lao cuts you off and explains.

The explanation leaves you wordless. It's a fair point, but surely Raiden didn't actually want you love to die so suddenly like that. After all, you recalled him nearly striking down Shao with his powers before Liu Kang went up first. All while you looked horrified at the dead loved one, feeling your body stiffen with all the emotions like you were him.

"I guess the only thing that incompetent thunder god did to repent was leave you out of this mess." The cold man lures behind you, grabbing your wrists and spreading them like you were a mere puppet to him. He looms to your ear, careful to make sure his hat doesn't graze your head. "I'd hate for something to happen to you when I'm not around."

You turn back to glare at him. "Why are you here?" You tug your hands away for him to stop playing with you, and he does let go.

He shrugs. "Well, it's been a while since I've got to see you. You still remain beautiful as ever."

Holding your glare, you knew it wasn't all. "Okay, what are your intentions with Earthrealm?"

"If I told you that, I'd have to kill you." Lao dismisses and walks away from you. It looks as if he was going to leave already. 

Your heart immediately told you to stop him. You didn't want him to leave now. Not ever. Even if you knew it had to be some sort of treason to associate with a revenant, reborn in the hellish Netherrealm under a necromancy's command. "Wait! Don't go! I missed you!

Revenant Kung Lao stops in his tracks. You sighed and made an interesting request. "Can't you just stay and sleep with me?"

He slowly turns back and looks at you with appeal. You just knew you'd have to clarify right away.

"N-Not like that! I'm just tired of sleeping alone without you. And you're here. Please? You can leave when I fall asleep if you can't stay."

The former monk thought for a moment but with a face like that, even as reincarnated evil, he couldn't say no. "Very well. 'Only' sleeping." He repeats the request.

Gently holding you hand, you walk to the bedroom. Safe to say, you didn't have a nightmare this time when you fell asleep. The man in your dreams didn't seem too scary anymore. ~~~~~~~~~~~~

[raphael-angele]

If Hades raised Nico and Bianca Then Took Them to Camp Later-er Part 1

This will be a side series where I list down things that happened as Hades and the entire Underworld raises Bianca and Nico. Of course, Bianca does not die because I am in denial and I refuse anything bad that happens

Bianca's Violin

I've been having this headcanon for a while now that Bianca knows how to play the violin.

She was formerly taught how to play by Maria, before the Lotus Hotel. When she and Nico arrived in the Underworld, Bianca wasn't settling in very well so Hades got her a violin as a welcome present. It didn't exactly cheer her up but she felt a little bit more comfortable.

Here's the thing though, she brings that violin to Camp and she plays it as much as she can and all she knows how to play are songs and pieces from the 1900s. One of the pieces she's perfected is Los Toreadores, which if you don't know, is the famous FNAF soundtrack.

Everytime she plays this, other campers would panic where the sound was coming from. Bianca has no clue what they're talking about, growing up in the 30s and all that.

Bianca looks around the infirmary in search for a particular blonde boy with blue eyes that glowed like the sun itself. "Bianca!" she hears from one side of the room and she sees him walking towards her. Lee Fletcher, one of the few people that bothered to make friends with her and her brother when they first came to camp.

"Lee, hi." She greeted with a soft smile. "What brings you here?" Lee asks, looking her up and down to find any injuries. "I need some bandages. Four of them." Bianca answered. Lee looks at her, a little confused. "What do you need that many bandages for?" He asks. Bianca holds up her left hand, showing him her bloodied fingers. The blood had stained her entire palm and dripped from the tips of her fingers. "My fingers are bleeding." She says, unfazed by her injury.

"GODS!" Lee panicked, seeing her hand. He quickly took it into his and examined them carefully. It looked as if something had sliced the skin. "What in Hades happened?!" He asked, pulling her to an empty cot. He made her sit down as he pulled a chair from the side and sat down. Bianca was confused by Lee's worry. It wasn't like she was dying; it barely hurt.

"Will! Go get me the first aid kit, please." He ordered the boy passing by. He looked to be around Nico's age. Quickly, the boy, Will, set the sheets he was carrying and ran off to do what was asked of him. "What happened?! Why are your fingers bleeding?! Is this from archery practice?!" He asked. Will came back with a small red kit with a white cross on the front. He put it beside her and opened it.

Lee took some hydrogen peroxide and dabbed it on some cotton before carefully applying it on her fingers. "I was playing the violin. I didn't realize how hard I was playing until I saw how red the strings became." Bianca explained. "Who on Earth wouldn't notice their hand bleeding?!" He asked, still a little shock. "Apologies. I get distracted easily playing the violin" she says. Lee sighed, "Be careful. You'll never know, strings are really dangerous if you play too hard" Bianca rolled her eyes as he dabbed betadine on her fingers.

Will stared at her, as if examining her. "Hey, you're Nico's sister, right?" He asked. Bianca looked at him and smiled before saying yes. "Does Nico play the violin, too?" He asks. "Uh, no. No, he doesn't. He doesn't like the sound of the violin much either. He says it's too squeaky and annoying." She answered.

"Lee, can Bianca play the violin at the campfire?" Will asks, hoping his brother would agree. "Will, her fingers are hurt. I doubt she'll be able to play for the next few days." Lee explained, wrapping her fingers in a white bandage. The younger boy frowned. "Maybe next time, William." Bianca smiled, ruffling the younger's hair. He smiled back and nodded his head before going back to his other works.

"Okay," Lee exclaimed as he finished off with the bandages. "A few things. Sorry to say, but no violin for the next few days." She sighed. "Secondly, your archery training might be affected so take it easy a bit. Maybe ask for finger guards. I have some extras if you want. And I need you to come in some time after lunch so we can change the bandages." He said.

"How long do I have to wear these?" Bianca gestured to her bandages. "I reckon...no longer than a week" Lee replied, walking over to the nearby counter. "Don't worry. They didn't look too deep of a cut. But I recommend that you take it easy on archery practice and dagger training with Annabeth." He came back with a jar of lollipops. "Now, since you were a good patient, have a lollipop" he gave her a wide smile as he opened the lid. Awkward silence drifted.

"You're giving me a lollipop." Bianca deadpanned. "Yeah. We give all our patients lollipops." Lee continued to smile as Bianca continued to blankly stare at him. "I'm not a 5 year old, Lee."

"There's a grape flavored one" Lee informed her. Bianca quickly stuck her uninjured hand into the jar in search of the grape flavored treat she was promised. She pulled it out, along with two lollipops; one grape, the other lemon. "You mind if I take two? Nico's gonna ask where I got it and I don't want him to end up in the infirmary just to get a lollipop." She said. "Go ahead." Lee replied. She put the lollipops in her jacket pocket and stood up. "Alright. Thank you for helping me." She said, heading for the door.

"Anytime, corpse girl. See you at dinner!"

[jvnipsr]

Hi hi mootie!!

So this is my request,oliver x reader who is like homura from madoka magica.

So in this au(idk) oliver die everytime in front of reader's eye and reader is like time traveler or something like that.As she tries to save oliver for long time as she fanilly saved him by sacrificing herself.As oliver would tell reader to don't go away and such.As oliver were cut off by reader who revealed the truth that she has been trying to save him as reader's last words is like "At last,i had fanilly found a world where you will happy and still live..I love you oliver.." and no happy ending bc i need angst😊🫶

-Sika anon

★ ., SACRED CHOICES.

pairs. homura!reader X oliver

req by. sika anon

type. drabbles or HCs??? i can't tell anymor

a/n. okg yess,, HOMURA!!1!!11!!2 this is kinda rushed so sorry brinwajansjsh. tyank ypu for requesting aushshs!!!!! <3 not proofread!!

saving a loved one was hard. especially someone who you truly loved with all your heart.

seeing oliver die in front of your two organ of sight made your heart quench leaving thousands of blood cells through the drain. you always tried sacrificing yourself but ended up failing at the end, you hated it and wished you could try harder.

time by time you started to give up saving him, being hopeless as days, weeks, months passes through. despite being a time traveller yourself ━━━━━ you felt like your powers draining.

but that still didn't stop you from saving from the danger the holds beyond him.

instead of him ceasing to exist, it was you who ceased from the embodiments of the universe and the nature.

you had no choice afterall, you kept trying and trying to tell him that going there was danger and such, he is clever but he isn't that clever to listen to your warnings.

as much as you hate or you're scared of dying, it was the other way around for you.

finally revealing the truth to him that you kept saving him from the danger, he froze from shock and disbelief. he didn't believe it, he didn't believe you at first, not until you finally said your final words before your soul leaves your flesh and bones.

“ at last, i had finally seek a world where you will live happily with your relatives and such. ill always love you oliver from the bottom of my heart. see you in the afterlife. ,,

was the last words that he heard from you.

likes, reblog, comments are always appreciated!! ^^

[cookie-gal]

A EPIC Oneshot

My Goodbye

Nothing but silence was on the ship, after losing so many men, people, comrades from the Cyclops what was left of the crew felt shocked, scared, relieved, and exhausted.. Especially the captain..

(Sighs)"What..in Olympus did I just do...?"

Guilt was stirring up inside of him making him feel more worse

"Captain, are you doing okay?"

"Eurylochus I..."

He paused for a bit.. before releasing either a relieved or stressed out sigh

"I just wanna be alone right now.."

He reluctantly responded despite his brother in-law's obvious concerns for him.. heading towards captain's quarters..

He took off his his big red cape and laid in his bed lifting up the bandana that his best friend wore

"Polites, what did I do..?"

It, it really was his fault

All they wanted was food.. but it had the cost of losing his best friend and other friends.. they were all dead..

"I'm such a failure of a captain.."

He quietly mumbled to himself hugging the headband tightly as he sobbed..to himself laying down, hands trembling almost threatening to release the headband.. to the ground..His sadness continues until suddenly a heavy presence was felt.. HER presence

"Oh no! Not now, Athena please..!"

"Please I just wanna be alone right now..!"

He tried covering his ears tightly, to ignore her but he was immediately transported to his headspace..and there she was. Athena wasn't even facing him at first not until he got up from the floor. She did not look happy in the slightest..

They already had this conversation before... Whyis it continuing again now

"Athena-"

Athena spoke

"You were wreckless, you were too sentimental that's NOT teaching of mine and now, you've grown soft your dead friend's can attest"

"Wh- HEY!!"

She heavily sighed in frustration and facepalmed

"YOU'RE A WARRIOR MEANT TO LEAD THE REST! I DON'T KNOW WHERE I WENT WRONG!"

Her overall tone wasn't commanding like usually, but more like a mother scolding him or a teacher scolding him either way it hurt

"BUT I WARNED YOU, AND YOU FAILED THE TEST! So now, I'm gone."

Wh-what.. no why??

"THIS WAY, YOU WON'T DISAPPOINT ME!! AND THIS WAY, YOU WON'T WASTE MY TIME!! I COULD'VE TAUGHT SOMEONE MORE RUTHLESS THAN YOU! AND NOW YOU CAN CONSIDER THIS AS MY GOODBYE TO YOU!!"

The angered goddess gripped his wrist aggressively, and tightly and then, slams him to the ground the impact of hitting the ground felt more painful than it should've been. Odysseus laid there to the ground and laughed to himself. She was right..he was a idiot for sparing the Cyclops but it was.. atleast in his eyes the right thing to do. It's what Polites would have wanted..

"Of course.. that's just like you. Why should I am so surprised by this. You gods and goddesses are all same; Selfish and prideful in vain. Unlike YOU everytime someone dies I'm left to deal with the pain. Everytime now their deaths will always be my fault, my sins."

Of course Athena a goddess a powerful being, wouldn't understand they can't die.. They've never lost someone.

Odysseus wiped his tears away and continued

"Lemme remind you that, I saw as friend.."

He was atleast 11 or 12 years old when he met her and now on retrospective, their friendship was pretty much one-sided..

"But I guess we're done now!"

"This way, you can be outta my head finally, this way, you won't plagued my life.."

He didn't really know what he was saying but it felt right to him and continued to argue back

"You don't have waste your time on me and have DAMN goodbye Athena!"

Athena outraged, grabs Odysseus like a child and screamed in his ear

"YOU WERE NEVER LOOKING FOR A MENTOR, AND I WAS NEVER LOOKING FOR A FRIEND!!"

They truly were opposites, Odysseus was young and excited to befriend a goddess of all people the amazing and cool possibilities.. While Athena wanted.. nothing but a student and soldier with no emotion and always stoic in her reign

How childish of him thinking he can change and truly be friends with such a powerful being

"THE FACT THAT I MISTOOK YOU AS A GENERAL IS SUCH A WASTE OF EFFORT SPENT!"

She threw him to the ground once more, making Odysseus feel more obvious pain and more worthless to her.. He, he really was useless she really was pissed as hell at him... His heart was aching as he laid on his stomach pondering onto what else to say.. what else to argue back. The results weren't what he wanted in the slightest..

"Well.. atleast I know what I'm fighting for while YOU'RE just fighting to be known!"

What are you doing you idiot??

"SINCE YOU CLAIM YOU'RE ALWAYS WISER AND SMARTER WHY YOU SPENT YOUR LIFE ALL ALONE.."

STOP, STOP, STOP STOP YOU IDIOT WHAT ARE SAYING??

"YOU'RE ALONE ATHENA!!"

Silence.. a long silence between them as they stared at eachother Odysseus' angry face start to soften a bit as he saw Athena's eyes.. Athena's sky blue pupils slowly showing and glowing. Her elf-like ears started to slowly droop down like a sad dog.. Odysseus felt regret, extreme regret, fear, and shame he..he couldn't apologize he didn't really know how too. He couldn't move either..

Athena spoke once again but her tone was less ruthless and more sadden

"One day, you might..hear what I'm saying.. One day you might understand..."

Her tone of voice was soft.. almost out of character to Odysseus.. But then, before he could ponder more onto it, Athena growled, raised tension in her voice

"But not today. After all.. your..."

"JUST A MAN"

There they were, all comrades that he lost.. Polites included all looking hallowed and lifeless staring angrily at him their eyes were empty.. with no pupils too.. They were just liked Athena's eyes at this moment.. Odysseus couldn't tell if he was hallucinating them or if Athena was making him see them..

Odysseus was frozen stricken by fear and confusion

"THIS DAY, YOU SEVERED YOUR OWN HEAD! THIS DAY YOU CUT THE LINE! THIS DAY YOU'VE SCREWED YOURSELF! YOU CAN NOW SAY THIS IS GOODBYE!!"

Athena..

"THIS IS MY FINAL GOODBYE!"

Athena....!

His brain n heart was screaming for him to do something, or say.. anything that would stop her but.. what else could he say or do.. the damage was done..

A-Athena please don't..!

Athena wasn't facing him anymore.. She popped out her wings practically blocking Odysseus' view from her.. He couldn't see her face.. that is until she turned around.. she, she was crying..

"THIS IS MY GOODBYE!!"

"N-NO WAIT ATHENA I'M SO SORRY-- AGH!"

Athena blastes off as Odysseus fails to reach out to her and runs into a door. Captain quarters' door, no longer in the headspace place. His hands were trembling immensely, tears were raining aggressively down his pathetic face. He's never felt so helpless, lost, and unconfident. He wanted, reassurance, his heart was aching more painfully than before. He was panicking.. Odysseus screamed.

HOW CAN YOU BE A GOOD PERSON IF KEEP SCREWING THINGS UP AND LOSING PEOPLE IN PRACTICALLY THE SAME DAY!

"Captain, are.. OH NO.. CAPTAIN!"

Eurylochus looks down to see Odysseus in tears soaking up his cape and the floor with in his cold pathetic tears hyperventilating and trembling a bunch

"CAPTAIN, IT'S OKAY!! LOOK AT ME AND BREATHE!"

"I-I CAN'T! I'M SUCH A SCREW UP I DON'T DESERVE TO BE CALLED CAPTAIN --"

"THAT'S NOT TRUE LOOK CAPTAIN, IT'S OKAY WE ALL MAKE MISTAKES REALLY EVEN BIG MISTAKES NOW PLEASE... Please calm down!"

Eurylochus voice softened.

"It's okay captain... Your safe..you.. you wanna tell me what happened now? Didja have a nightmare?"

As Eurylochus caressed his face Odysseus stopped him grabbed his hand and buried his face in Eurylochus' shoulder and mumbled

"I just..I just lost another friend.."

i was going through hell when I was posting this lol for some reason Tumblr decided to be glitchy and delete the original version making me have too rewrite it XD

Hope you enjoy this oneshot

[xxnomadsxx]

An unlikely scenario, but what if Velvet and Veneer got Branch? Like. They heard that the pop trolls live the forest, they probably found branch during a hunt and went "hm. Yeah he looks good" and napped him before the others found em

Would the Tribe join in on rescuing him? Would the farals?

What'd thing do?

(I have many questions on this scenario, as it's my favourite-)

Honestly this is a scenario that rides dumb luck sooooo HARD!!!!!! (it would be near impossible to catch Branch!!! his instincts of fight or flight wins everytime no matter the option) Velvet and Veneer would trip over a passed out Branch who is just…laying…on the ground?!?!? while looking for pop trolls (at first they’d think he’s ded but he just passed out from like a week of no sleep) Without really looking at him carefully (they just see a small troll body) They immediately do a quick grab and go!!!! but once they do get a good look at him they realize he’s grey which brings up a lot of problems in their head, but thankfully he’s still able to produce talent (he would last longer since he has over 20 years of untouched talent) Velvet and Veneer wouldn’t send a letter to Brozone (since Branch is basically unrecognizable)

Meanwhile the village is losing it because their leader is missing!!! Thing is in the worst condition as they are violently searching every where for Branch (he has flipped 5 pods over) Eventually they figure out Velvet and Veneer are the ones who took Branch (maybe from some torn fabric or hair that they use to sniff them out) The ENTIRE village proceeds to go and hunt down Velvet and Veneer(at this point they are furious and on the brink of murder, Thing is leading this hunt and is foaming at the mouth and shaking from rage)

After beating up Velvet and Veneer horribly (and grabbing Branch’s diamond) they go home!! For like 3 days they struggle to break open the diamond. (Everyone is really stressed about it Thing is freaking out the most that Branch might die in the diamond) Branch finally confesses that they need the perfect family harmony to break the diamond (this was after they tried using a diamond shattering diamond hammer and it being the wrong diamond hammer (don’t ask me where they got it) No one in the village is technically related to Branch so they freak out more, until Branch says he has Brothers (wow Branch is pulling a king Peppy with all these secrets) At the mention of brothers the the entire village goes brother hunting. (Thing already knew about the brothers but just forgot they actually existed and weren’t just a few names)

After like a day they bring back 4 successfully kidnapped brothers who are flabbergasted by what happened and are soon thrown into shock by the state of their brother (who is still in the diamond) After a couple days of struggling to do the family harmony and working out their many MANY issues they finally get Branch out of the diamond. (Throughout all this Thing is glaring daggers at them) The brothers then try to spend time with Branch trying to get to know him as best as they could, though they wish the village would back off and let them actually be around Branch without being dragged off by some rando and that thing.

Eventually Poppy finds out about the village by complete accident and Clay tells Poppy about Viva and everything else goes as cannon (plus some more overprotective bros and a very stressed out Thing about Branch’s safety)

[ccuniculusmolestus]

Bruuhhhh i read TSH last summer, and ive been BEGGING my friends to read it. ( they didnt yet) so i decided to turn to tumblr

AND BRUH AS A DIE HARD BUNNY FAN I LOVE YOUR PAGE

anyways, ive always found camilla (and francis but thats not important rn) mysterious. Like i could never quit understand her as a character. So at the end i was rlly confused abt her relationship with henry ( i wasnt shocked, since it was hinter way in the beginning) buuut like till now, i just cant understand henry and camillas relationship (MY BRAIN HURTS EVERYTIME I TRY TO THINK HARD ABT IT) anyways. What do u think camillas relationship with henry was? Did henry actually love her? what abt bunny? (Ik ik winterbunny is not canon but likeeee)

Aw thank u so much :3 !

Sadly this is the wrong place to ask that bcs apart from Bunny (and Yknw as an extension of winterbunny, Henry also) I did not give a single fuck about any other character 😭😭 so like I didn’t rlly pay attention to anybody or find them interesting enough to ponder their characteristics and/or relationships yknw? So in that case I take whatever piece I see on tumblr that makes sense like “yup. This is yOur headcanon now 🩷 ☭”

Aside from the shippers, the main post I first saw regarding henrymilla when I joined tumblr was the post that they weren’t together bcs of love (bcs neither of them knew what that even was) and I’m paraphrasing here but it did make sense to me. I think they’re kind of alike in terms of evilness or willing to do evil things. I think out of everyone actually Camilla would be most reliable in a case of crime or staying cool during tense stuff. Was their relationship just a thing of convenience? Probably. Henry protected her from Charles and she stuck with Henry during all that crap where he needed someone reliable. See bcs if he rlly loved her I think he would’ve been more uncomfortable/more proactive abt keeping Charles away from her but bro does not gaf until the consensual incest turns abusive 💀💀💀 maybe he was trying to be nonchalant idk (rizz for the huzz)

Any points missed I am so sorry I genuinely hyperfixated on bunny so hard that I didn’t even fully absorb scenes that didn’t mention him in some way shape or form

So to answer ur question: i think he cared for her but i also wouldn’t call it love BHT THEN again i recognize my bias so form thy own opinions! And yes winterbunny was canon 🥰🥰