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waitingonavision · 1 year

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🌙 Moon's Encanto Fics: A Master List! 🐀

Hello~ Here are all my fics in one place! They're rated G unless otherwise noted. Content warnings and potential triggers are marked in this post and on AO3. Last updated: February 26, 2024

Have a chibi chubby Bruno:

"VIVA LA PANCITA DE BRUNO" SERIES

Bruno heals, gaining a soft belly in the process (see above). 😌 This is my main series of fics. Set after the events of the film.

⏳ "Pancita" on AO3 & Tumblr

In which a year passes, and Julieta notices that her and the family's efforts to get a malnourished Bruno healthy again have finally paid off.

fluff/angst; Bruno and Julieta centric, with Pepa and the family

3,175 words; complete

content warnings: references to malnutrition/starvation and associated issues

⏳ "The 'Pancita' Interludes" on AO3 & Tumblr

A collection of one-shots (there's only one so far lol) that take place during "Pancita” and chronicle Bruno’s recovery process and reunion with his family. AKA, the middle section of “Pancita” that I hadn’t planned on fleshing out, but here we are!

mild hurt/comfort; Bruno and Julieta centric (so far)

805 words; ongoing

content warnings: stomach aches, indigestion, mention of past malnutrition

⏳ "Tangible Proofs" on AO3 & Tumblr

Bruno comes to terms with the weight he's recovered. (Companion piece/prequel to "Comfortable Truths")

mostly fluff; it's a self-acceptance piece

660 words; complete

content warnings: mention of past malnutrition/starvation; Bruno is taking stock of his body (belly) but in an Affirming way

⏳ "Comfortable Truths" on AO3 & Tumblr

Healthy physical changes are afoot for Bruno Madrigal. But what does he think of them? A follow-up to "Pancita."

mostly fluff; another self-acceptance piece

570 words; complete

content warnings: mention of past malnutrition/starvation

⏳ "Duerme bien" on AO3 & Tumblr

Listen to the six-year-old. Antonio has the only correct idea. Or: Someone on Tumblr requested a sleep pile with Bruno and his niblings. This is the result. 🥹

fluff, featuring Bruno and his chaotic niblings

1,160 words; complete

content warnings: none!

⏳ "Juntos en las costuras" on AO3 & Tumblr

The one where Bruno is given a gift.

fluff; Bruno centric, the rest of the family appears!

610 words; complete

content warnings: none!

⏳ "¡Bailamos!" on AO3 & Tumblr

Requested by @glitternightingale! Julieta finds herself stressed, and her sweet, goofy little brother is there for her.

fluff; Julieta and Bruno centric

1,215 words; complete

content warnings: none!

WORKS WITH CHAPTERS

💚 "The Belly Shirt" on AO3 & Tumblr NEW!

The tale of an old ugly shirt (The Shirt, in fact), once lost and now found, and how it fits (but not really) a healthier Bruno Madrigal… to his sisters' great amusement and joy. Written with Ash (@empty-cryptid)! No content warnings. Just sibling fluff.

"Part One" - written by me (1,005 words)

"Part Two" - written by Ash! (990 words)

💚 "Bruno in June-o!" on AO3

Written for the @wdtajn event!

Table of contents below (links go to the respective Tumblr post):

"One Fear" - Bruno, with Antonio and Pepa; horror prompt (745 words); cw for body horror, but only really from the perspectives of the characters

"Ladino Lullaby" - Bruno, with Mateo (Dolores' son); fluff (1,035 words); cw for reference to a major character's death

✨ "Seeing, & Being Seen" on AO3

This is my main drabble/ficlet collection! No major content warnings. Status: ongoing.

Table of contents below (links go to the respective Tumblr post):

"Nothing, & Everything" - Julieta and Bruno (191 words); a quiet moment following the fall of Casita 😭

"Telling, & Time" - Bruno and Antonio (431 words); story time!

"Rise, & Fall" - Bruno and Alma (382 words); the original golden child and his relationship with his mamá

"Full Hearts, & Full Belly" - Dolores and Bruno (298 words); Bruno vs. (too) many snacks

"Good, & True" - Bruno and Julieta (164 words); there's home, and then there's home

"KUGGIS, & FESTLIGT" see below

"Water, & Sand" - Bruno (158 words); angst and arena movediza

"El Ratón, & la pancita" - Bruno and Antonio (280 words); pancita-plushie!

"Lost, & Restored" - Bruno and Julieta (215 words); hug a sister

"Gained, & Denied" - Bruno and Paquito the rat (78 words); rats are judgmental af

"Spiders, & Butterflies" - the Madrigals and Peter Parker (427 words); Peter meets the Madrigals

"Apples, & Honey" - Bruno and Antonio (606 words); a sweet new year and a Rosh Hashanah tradition

"Softness, & Strength" - Luisa and Bruno (217 words); Luisa likes that the weight makes her tío more substantial

"Leftovers, & Love" - Bruno and Julieta (125 words); love is stored in the belly

"Small, & Shaped" - Bruno and Julieta (242 words); smol bean-shaped bean

✨ "Uno, dos, tres" on AO3

A collection of three-sentence, AU fics based on prompts I received from Tumblr! Status: ???.

Table of contents below (links go to the respective Tumblr post).

You can also check the tag #three sentence fics. Some of these are accompanied by artwork from @junosaccount 🥺

Camilo and Isabela, Superhero AU

Julieta and Pepa, Modern AU (1)

Julieta and Agustín, Modern AU

Antonio and Félix, Canon-Compliant

Bruno and Pepa, Bakery AU (bg Bruno x male OC)

Isabela and Dolores, Hogwarts AU

Bruno and Alma, Canon-Divergent (1)

Agustín and Dolores, Modern AU

Julieta and Pepa, Modern AU (2)

Bruno and Alma, Canon-Divergent (2)

Dolores and Isabela, Future Fic (feat. baby Felicidad!)

Camilo and Mirabel, Canon-Compliant

Luisa and Isabela, Actor AU

Camilo and Bruno, Canon-Compliant

Antonio and Camilo, Canon-Compliant

Pepa and Julieta, Celebrity AU

Bruno and Luisa, Canon-Compliant

Camilo and Julieta, Canon-Compliant

Camilo and Antonio, Spider-Man AU

Camilo and Antonio, Future Fic

Mirabel and Camilo, Actor AU

Dolores and Isabela, Canon-Compliant (cw: menstruation)

Mirabel (and the Family), Werewolf AU

Isabela and Camilo, Princess AU

Luisa and Bruno, Gift Swap AU

Félix and Bruno, Modern AU

The Triplets, Modern AU

🍞 "Insaciable" on AO3

Bruno x male OC. Emilio Castaño, who belongs to @seanettlles, is a baker and Encanto resident who loves Bruno Madrigal and wants him to be healthy and happy. Also, Bruno loves Emilio, and together they make the softest couple. Bruno is chubby in all of these. Status: ongoing?

Table of contents below (links go to the respective Tumblr post):

"Whatever You Knead" - Bruno and Emilo making out; rated teen (195 words)

The Reverse "Shovel Talk" - Julieta would like to speak with Emilio about his intentions; three-sentence fic

Mermaid AU (1) and (2) - (1) getting together and (2) being soft boyfriends; three-sentence fics

ONE-SHOTS

🐝 "I'm Sew Taken With You" on AO3 & Tumblr

Agustín's made Julieta a present, but because he's Agustín, he sustained some injuries along the way… Pre-canon fic!

fluff, romance; teen!Agustín x teen!Julieta

1,125 words; complete

content warnings: mild injuries because Agustín

🫓 "KUGGIS and FESTLIGT" on AO3 & Tumblr

Requested by @glitternightingale! What do you get when you cross a trip to IKEA in Bogotá, a BabyBjörn, a good Tío Bruno, a babbly baby Mirabel, and a purposeful Julieta?

modern AU fluff/slice of life; Julieta, Bruno, and baby Mirabel

1,005 words; complete

content warnings: none, except for my dubious memory of IKEA store layouts ;;;

🌺 "¡Feliz cumpleaños, Isabela!" on AO3 & Tumblr

Just a little ficlet I wrote for Isabela's birthday, featuring the two former "golden children": Isa herself and her Tío Bruno.

fluff/slice of life

285 words; complete

content warnings: none!

🌿 "A Time for Building" on AO3 & Tumblr

The Madrigals celebrate the Jewish holiday of Sukkot for the first time after discovering that they are descended from conversos (Spanish Jews who were forced to convert to Christianity beginning in the Middle Ages). Encanto Big Bang fic.

Jewish Madrigals fluff/slice of life; triplet-centric ensemble piece!

2,725 words; complete

content warnings: none!

#encanto #encanto fan fiction #bruno madrigal #julieta madrigal #pepa madrigal #jewish madrigals #viva la pancita de bruno #my writing #my fics #my art #stuff i've posted #it's here!

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42donotpanic · 3 months

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WIP GAME

Tagged by: @auofgoldandfantasies Thank you!

Rules: make a new post with the names of all the files in your wip folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! and then tag as many people as you have wips

I have like... endless amounts of WIPs, so, behold:

We're doing this like last time and I'll make it nice and colorful for reasons. Everything that is purple is posted or partly posted and everything that is red is part of some sort of collab with other people.

Alright, here we go:

Bangs:

Double Kill

Multiversal Mess

Pod_Together Soulmates AU

Support you all the way

Not just a Mask

Different Kinds of Love

Bad Decisions

Building a Relationship

Does this count as a Polycule?

Familial Love

Talking about Romance

Domestic WinterHawk AU

Love Bites

No Prompt Left Behind

Foggy 157, 158, 187 Monster/Demon under the Bed

Matt 157, 158, 187 Monster/Demon under the Bed

Multiversal Mess

7: Daredevil Fanfiction

Podfic

Every Last Piece

Safe Place

WSBB

Posted WIPs

25 Reasons Clint Barton is not crying anymore

26 Ways to break Matt Murdock's heart

Amputee!Clint

Comfortember 2023

Hawkdevil AU

Matt recognises the WS

Now I wear my scars just like tattoos (scar)

Nur Ein Echo der Zeit

Soulmarks and metal arms

Sound and colour

The crossover one

The one with the breakup

the ones no one asked for

To see the bruises

Tortuga Inn

Vampire AU

WarHawk

unposted WIPs

(Don't) know who you are

A Pack of Wolves

Cover Up V2

Coverup

Doctor!Tony

Don't try to fix us

Double Shot Coffee

Facial Difference

I will only slow you down

Nightmares

No Voice, still on T

Snow Fall

Stolen Keepsake

The blind Hawk

The deaf and the blind and the deafblind kid

The one they will hate me for

Firefighter AUs

AUgust 2024

Random Oneshots

Nipple Piercings

Be my Doll

Panic Attack Matt

Bucky Tentacles P*rn

Last Minute Gift

Bucky's Trigger Words

Bedtime Stories

Blanket Nest

Branded Bucky/Bruce

Cutting

Diet Culture

I don't like you

Sometimes I wish I can strangle you

Matt didn't cry

Music Festival

Oral Sex

Sin

Support

soft

too loud

the prank

WarHawk Smut

Matt goes Deaf

Scars

A Quick note at the end, as you may have noticed, there are two docs called "Multiversal Mess", so if you're interested in either (or both) of them, please specify which folder you're referring to, since it's not the same fic.

And as always, please don't hesitate to send me asks about this game, or really anything else, I always love answering them!

No pressure tags: @heretherebewolves @flowerparrish @endlesstwanted @ravenmold @evenfallwriter and everyone else who sees this and is interested!

#wip game #wip #marvel #hawkeye #daredevil #clint barton #matt murdock #bucky barnes #foggy nelson #ask game #wip tag game #tag game #tagging game #tag meme

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justanotherghostwriter · 2 years

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I posted 186 times in 2022

28 posts created (15%)

158 posts reblogged (85%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@zkbigbang

@lizanthium

@marijayne-writing

@x-rainflame-x

@derinthescarletpescatarian

I tagged 185 of my posts in 2022

Only 1% of my posts had no tags

#fanart - 41 posts

#zutara - 34 posts

#zk big bang 2022 - 17 posts

#flagging for later - 15 posts

#animorphs - 15 posts

#fullmetal alchemist - 15 posts

#avatar the last airbender - 10 posts

#ghostfic - 9 posts

#about me - 9 posts

#lizanthium's art - 9 posts

Longest Tag: 139 characters

#he was just - as cassie says - the pillar. the one who took everybody's views and personalities and strengths and weaknesses and sorted out

My Top Posts in 2022:

Chapters: 1/7 Fandom: Avatar: The Last Airbender Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Katara/Zuko (Avatar), Lu Ten/Yue (Mentioned), Katara & Sokka (Avatar), Hakoda & Katara (Avatar), Druk & Zuko (Avatar), Lu Ten & Zuko, Toph Beifong & Zuko, Toph Beifong & Katara Characters: Zuko (Avatar), Katara (Avatar), Druk (Avatar), Toph Beifong, Agni Kai Triad (Avatar), Iroh (Avatar), Lu Ten, Yue (Avatar), Hakoda (Avatar), Sokka (Avatar), Suki (Avatar) Additional Tags: Zutara Week 2022 (Avatar), Zutara Week, Round Robin, Modern AU with Bending, MeetCute, Identity Reveal, Slight Mentions of Gang politics, The Order of the White Lotus (Avatar), Hurt Zuko (Avatar) Summary:

While taking a shortcut through a park near the old Lower Ring of Ba Sing Se, Katara runs into an interesting dog and the dog's interesting owner. For the next few days, they share a morning walk and surprisingly deep secrets with one another. Katara is a little disappointed when her new friend stops showing one morning, until she finds the dog, alone and lost, and is pulled into danger she never anticipated. Also unexpected is how she appears to be falling for somebody who should be a sworn enemy.

I'm very excited to introduce this project to you. This year, for @zutaraweek, I decided to try a Round Robin with any writers who were keen. We each picked at least one of the weekly prompts and, like an impromptu acting class, followed on the story from where the previous writer left off. It's been amazing getting to know the other writers and seeing how their unique perspectives, skills and passions mold and shape the story. @ekwolfwriter-blog, @the-badger-mole, @marijayne-writing, @ryu-slayer: thank you all for trying this out with me!

It's my privilege to kick us off with day one. Please stay tuned for the rest as the week progresses!

17 notes - Posted September 19, 2022

NORTH STARS: PART II

PART I IS HERE

It’s one of the best days of the year! Today is @lizanthium 's birthday, which means that today is the reason we all get blessed by her presence, her art, her brain and her existence in general. Happy birthday, my dear twin. I offer you the ending of a story I’ve given you a beginning to, so that you can infer all the middle bits with no effort on my part. ;P In all seriousness: you sparkle so well, and it’s always a privilege to have some of your light in my life in whatever form it comes in. Here is to many more years blessed with growth and quiet moments and creativity and good family and friends.

Without a word, Katara padded to her brother’s side and sat beside him on the edge of the ice walkway. Even through her parka, the ice was chilly, but she made herself ignore the sensation in order to sit very still and watch the horizon. Sokka sighed beside her, and Katara watched from the corner of her eye as he turned a very misshapen carving of an otter seal over and over in his gloved fingers.

“Are you going to do it?” she asked, after a moment, still innocently studying the horizon like her heart wasn’t in her throat at the possibilities of what that evening could bring. Both potential outcomes made her on edge, but the emotions behind the quickened pulse were as different as the way the river could twist.

“I don’t know,” Sokka all but whispered, glum. “I don’t… Our tribe is counting on me. Dad and Bato are counting on me.” He glanced around a little theatrically. “Aang being able to stay hidden for a while longer and just… goof off and be a kid… The very tentative end to a hundred years of war… I could screw that all up by stopping that wedding. For a woman I’ve known for only three months. Three months, Katara.”

There were a hundred things Katara wanted to say to him, but some of them were tainted with frustration and hurt, and Katara was learning to keep those inside until their blades were dulled a little bit. Not every battle had to be fought with blood and wounds. A lesson that still sometimes tasted bitter. But, with hands that were learning how to heal people with the gift that thrummed like blood and breath inside of her, Katara clasped Sokka’s hand. And squeezed. He squeezed back, and she remembered that he was only sixteen, and she dropped her head onto his shoulder.

For a long moment, they were both quiet. Katara’s thoughts were on the Fire Nation ships that had come into the Northern waters that morning, and the handful of people clad in red who had been allowed to descend the gangplanks into the Northern Water Tribe. And her thoughts were on her father and Bato and the other select men and women from the South who had arrived the day before. And then she thought to Chief Arnook, and the Northern Tribe’s council of Elders, and all the arguments that could be made of all they’d done wrong and right during the war and during this situation. Would they be ruining hard-earned peace between the Water Tribes and the world, and the beginning of better relations between Water Tribes with their plan? Possibly. Was said plan only going to fulfil the selfish whims of four teenagers? Also possible.

But just as possible was finding the long-lost Avatar in an iceberg three months after a hundred years of war had ended because there was suddenly the desperate, hopeful chance she could learn Waterbending, and she’d already been eagerly practising. Just as possible was the fact that Yue was right, and the Spirits had organised things to happen this way, and some things were just destiny, and the adults just had to… be helped to see it. Or, if she couldn’t get her head around being that important to the Spirits, then she could at least hope for the fact that they were unimportant enough for destiny to still flow around them, even if they altered the course just slightly. Just slightly enough for four unimportant teenagers to be a little bit selfish.

“Are you going to do something even if I don’t?” Sokka asked her, and Katara smiled, fondly, at how well her brother knew her.

“Yes,” she told him, only a tiny bit unsure of her answer even though she and Zuko had taken a large chunk of the three months they’d known each other to even become friends. Her heart was just… sure. “I really think it’s worth it to try.”

Sokka laughed, not unkindly, and pulled away from her a little, making Katara have to lift her head. Once she was sitting upright, Sokka pulled off his glove, jabbed his thumb to his chest and then painted an invisible mark on her forehead. She knew he was painting the Mark of the Brave, even though she hadn’t been through her ice dodging ceremony just yet. She rolled her eyes at him, but there was fondness in her for the brother who was braver than he thought he was, and was probably about to find that all out for himself.

“Give your hand here,” she instructed instead of turning things as sappy as she wanted to, and she began to heal all the little cuts the carving knife had left on him.

***

There was no good moment to interrupt a marriage ceremony, Katara learned that day. But Sokka, brilliant as he was at strategy, somehow managed to crash in at the moment that almost made the most sense. Or, perhaps it wasn’t planning at all. Perhaps the words had just burst out of him in giddy adrenalin as Yue and Zuko were instructed to stand beside one another in the presence of their gathered witnesses.

“I am Sokka of the Southern Water Tribe!” Sokka yelled, cutting across Elder Anik’s grand speech in a squeaky, breathless rush. It was so unexpected that even Katara jumped in surprise. “And I — I — I do not condone this match!”

The second bit, at least, came out a little bit stronger. Katara heard her father inhale sharply behind her, and she quickly bent the ice under his feet slick, causing him to suddenly slip and have to cling onto Bato, who almost fell at the sudden, crashing weight. She’d apologise later. Right now, Sokka needed to be able to say his piece. Her brother caught her eye, and she nodded, and he squared his shoulders and turned back to the Northern Water Tribe Elders and Fire Lord Iroh and the four Fire Sages he’d brought with him, all who were staring at Sokka with varying degrees of quiet surprise.

“Boy,” one of the Elders boomed. “You do not—”

“I have every right to object!” Sokka fired back at him, head thrown back proudly. “The North has violated one of the very oldest promises between the sister tribes, and I, son of the current chief of the Southern Water Tribe, will not be silent and allow it to go grossly unaddressed for another year.”

Yue’s eyes were transfixed on Sokka as she reached out and gripped Zuko’s hand. Zuko, on the other hand, was warily alternating his gaze between the five Fire Nation representatives, the Northern Elders and the Southern representatives, entire body tense as though ready to fight. She realised, with a twist in her heart, that he expected somebody to attack Sokka for his interruption, and he was getting ready to intervene. To protect, like nobody had done for him. Once again, she was sad that Ozai hadn’t come to the North Pole so that she had no chance to accidentally drown the man.

“Sokka,” Hakoda said, almost sharper than Katara had ever heard him.

Elder Oki cut across her father. “The South is not truly independent,” he sneered. “The title of chief that your father holds gives him as much power as one of us Elders. If that.”

Instead of cowing Sokka, this only made him stand taller and take a step closer to the Elders. “Exactly. The Southern Water Tribes, plural, were always meant to be under the leadership and protection of the North. Protection. Where were you in the last hundred years? Where were you in the raids that stole our Waterbenders from us? The ones that killed my mother?” Oki’s mouth snapped shut, whatever he was going to say evidently getting knocked out of him. “If any of the Water Tribes deserve compensation from the Fire Nation, it is us.” The Fire Lord’s eyebrow raised, and he tilted his head to the side, as though agreeing. “The North, our great ‘big sister’, the seat where our Chief resides, did not even offer us that reparation. They simply asked for a few delegates to come and watch the wedding. Without discussion. Without apology for years of silence.”

There was certainly silence in the hall as Sokka took a pause, his chest heaving slightly. The same emotions that were clearly thrumming through him were in Katara’s chest, heavy and achingly hot. Some instinct made her glance at Zuko to find that his wary tracking had stopped and he was, instead, watching her. Okay? he mouthed at her, and some of the tension in her chest left as she gave him a small smile and a little nod.

Sokka didn’t let them stew for too long. “There is only one way to make reparations between North and South. Only one way to repair the brotherhood that has been broken here for so long. And that is the promise that should have been ours over generations: the good faith, unity, and celebration of marriage. That is what I am demanding on behalf of my people.”

The silence shattered to murmurs that rippled at different decibels across the room, people leaning in to whisper to one another. Only Sokka, Katara, Zuko and Yue stood perfectly still and perfectly upright.

“Sokka, son,” Chief Arnook said, and his gentle tone couldn’t quite cover the grief there. Katara noticed he was pointedly not looking or speaking to her father at all. “I… I understand your hurt. But there has been a war treaty signed between —”

“The treaty was signed to honour unity and to step forward into peace with good faith,” Zuko interrupted, voice clear and usual awkwardness completely gone. He stared Arnook head on, and only the way his free hand trembled gave away how much speaking up was costing him. “If I were still to marry Princess Yue, knowing all this that has been brought to light, it would be a violation of the very thing the marriage is supposed to stand for.”

“Prince Zuko,” the Fire Lord said, and nobody in the room could miss how Zuko flinched instinctively. In the too-long pause that followed, Yue did what Katara longed to do but could not and placed a subtle hand on the small of Zuko’s back, rubbing small circles there to try and soothe him. The Fire Lord very briefly closed his eyes in what Katara thought might have been sorrow at his nephew’s reaction. “And Warrior Sokka. What is it that you would both suggest?” The Elders started murmuring louder, so the Fire Lord turned a mild gaze to Chief Arnook. “It would be worthwhile to hear them out, I think, Chief?” he asked, with a little bow.

Chief Arnook, lips pressed together into a very thin line, waved his hand in agreement and in offer for Sokka to continue. Zuko looked over at Sokka, who suddenly looked very unsure. Alarmed, Katara started mentally willing him to scrape it back together.

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While the Music Lasts (20333 words) by JustAnotherGhostwriter Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Avatar: The Last Airbender Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Katara/Zuko (Avatar), Aang & Toph Beifong & Katara & Sokka & Suki & Zuko, Hakoda & Katara & Sokka (Avatar)

@zutaramonth day 25: Modern AU

A retelling of ATLA Book three in a college classical band AU. With lots of past and present and hints of future Zutara. With an added playlist for your listening needs.

24 notes - Posted April 25, 2022

Chapters: 2/15 Fandom: Avatar: The Last Airbender Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Katara/Zuko (Avatar)

Waiting in the courtyard after the messy, terrible Agni Kai against Azula, Katara and Zuko aren't sure what to expect next. When news does come, it's devastating: Aang has failed to stop Ozai. Run. Hide. We'll find you when it's safe.

They obey the order, fail to disobey the order, and find a little temporary space for a while, until they can rejoin what is left of the plan to stop the Phoenix King from destroying the world. And they wait.

And wait.

And learn that life has a way of carrying on even in the midst of war and failure. And then, as it always must, their past finally meets their present, and Katara and Zuko need to once again define what makes them who they are, and the roles they are willing to play in destiny.

28 notes - Posted January 30, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

NORTH STARS: PART I

PART II IS HERE.

I promise this won’t be very a long author’s note so, in summary: life really Got Real for a while there, and I lost the time to write at all. Most of the things I write and put out to the world mean something to me, but my current long project is weighty in a way that’s possibly also just a lot of self-pressure. Either way, I couldn’t leap right back into it after Februarch, and it’s Zutara Month, and my dearest and most beloved Northern Twin, @lizanthium, who deserves the best of the world, is not getting the best of the world right now.

Of course Liz’s SWT Zuko AU was the first thing I thought of when I saw today’s prompt. But I’ve already made a mess in that universe enough, so I decided to be Extra TM by writing her a “get well soon, I think you’re awesome so just keep being you, I believe in you so much” little thing set in an AU of her AU. If you’re new here: writing fic of fic is, horrifyingly and shamefully, like my signature anime attack move.

So here you go! I joked once about doing a Shakespearean/fairytale-Disney AU in which Zuko was set up in an arranged marriage with Yue, and then he and Yue fall head over heels in love (at first sight-ish, hence the Disney vibes) with both parts of the SWT delegation that come to celebrate their wedding. Cue the Shakespearean comedy and angst vibes as everybody tries to figure themselves out. So this isn’t, exactly, Southern Water Tribe Zuko. Yet. But I’ll submit it to the tag in a vain hope it makes the mark, somehow. Here are two planned beginning snippets of the AU for the worldbuilding feels, and then one scene that I didn’t plan to write but that needed to see the light of day because @barelyaware drew such hysterical and amazing fanart for it.

Liz, you’re so special. May this brighten your week at least a little. Thank you for your brain in which the SWT Zuko AU exists.

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“The way forward to find your own North Star is not to think or feel your way forward, but to dissolve the thoughts and feelings that are actually lies. You don’t have to learn your destiny — you already know it; you just have to unlearn the thoughts that blind you to what you know.” — Martha Beck.

She had always longed to be included in the war meetings her father and the tribe Elders held. Or, barring that stretch of custom, at least the serious meetings where tribe matters were discussed and decided. Yue was, after all, their princess, and one day to rule beside their chief. She had been brought up understanding and accepting that her husband would get her father’s title and responsibilities, but, as she grew older, she secretly looked at her father, ruling without her mother by his side, and wondered what would happen to her should the Spirits take the tribe’s next chief from them early. What if they had no son by that time, or had one, but he was too young? What would happen to the tribe if she did not know enough to keep them afloat until a new chief could come? Yue had never known how to broach such fears with her father, however, and so she had kept them to herself and to her prayers.

Now, finally sitting in a war meeting, Yue wished she had never longed for this moment to come and, in equal measure, wished that she had asked for it sooner. Her father’s face was as grave as a wall of black ice, but there was also a lack of his usual steadiness about him that frightened her beneath her own forced stillness and straight back. Yue couldn’t place where it appeared to be missing; was it in his shoulders or his hands or the way his eyes looked around the room? It occurred to her, with deep sadness, that perhaps it was she that was different; that the mirage that had hung around her father for so long had finally dissipated as they came to this moment, and she saw him as simply a man. Still wise and strong and worthy of all her love, but just a man.

Her husband would be just a man, too, she tried to remind herself, even as the Elders around her spoke about letting a monster into their midst. They were angry, distrustful, frightened, proud, and they had every right to be this way, but also no right at all. Yue understood that those two things could both be true, because she’d grown up learning to walk the line between two realities tugging in different directions. It both amused and alarmed her that these men she respected and loved and who protected her home did not seem to have a grasp on a truth that would be needed for the coming days. But she sat silent, and let the waves roll around her, waiting for the moment she would be heard if she spoke instead of trying to fight the tide that was stronger than her.

“We will have two men with Princess Yue at all times,” Elder Kiugak stated.

“Two is too few!” Elder Anik argued.

“If we place more around her, we will be telling the Fire Lord that we distrust his request for peace,” Elder Kiugak argued back.

“We do distrust him!” Elder Oki spoke up. “It is enough that we are agreeing to having an Ashmaker here in our city. The request to make peace by setting that thing as our one day chief is an insult that will anger the Spirits and the people we have laid to rest in this ground. It is enough that it has come to this! We cannot allow him to think that he will be treated with anything except the suspicion and disdain that his kind requires, even —”

“Thank you, Oki,” Arnook interrupted, loud but steady.

If Oki was allowed to continue, his rant would only grow like an avalanche. There was not a single person in the Northern Water Tribe who was happy about the terms of peace that they had arrived at with Fire Lord Iroh. But they also all knew that the war could not continue. As much as they’d walled themselves off and had managed to escape from Azulon’s ruthlessness, it was only a matter of time. And the rest of the world had burned. This was as much admitting defeat gracefully as it was atoning for the years they’d been wilfully blind to the suffering of those elsewhere. Or, at least, Yue hoped so.

“Perhaps,” Elder Anik interjected, giving Yue a side look full of pity, “we should ask the princess what would make her feel safe and work from that.”

“Yue?” her father asked her, nearly free of inflection.

Yue took a deep breath and raised her head higher and painted a small smile on her face. “If it will make you feel better, then please give me a guard. But I feel that none are necessary.” Protests shot up from every corner of the room, but Yue kept her gaze forward and her head high. When her father’s sweeping gaze landed on hers again, she continued, seizing her opportunity to speak. “We have few men as it is; we cannot afford having many simply standing around me, idle. Especially since Prince Zuko is coming alone, without any guards, friends or even servants.”

“Princess Yue —”

“Princess—”

“— a Firebender and —”

“—the Ashmaker—”

“Prince Zuko,” Yue said, firmly emphasising his title, “has given his word and his consent to this marriage and this treaty as Fire Lord Iroh has. Master Pakku. You trust the Fire Lord, do you not?”

There was the faintest smile on Pakku’s face; an almost approval. “I do, Princess.”

“And I trust Master Pakku’s judgement. I also trust the judgement of my Elders and of my Chief. I choose to trust that they would not have offered me in marriage to somebody whom they believed was a dishonourable liar only coming here to kill or destroy or colonise. Am I wrong?” Still with a face of innocence, Yue looked from face to face. All but Pakku’s eyes slid from hers. Pakku was definitely smirking faintly. “I did not think so, because I know of the love you have for me and for this tribe. And I know that your hearts are set on peace. And so I choose to give Prince Zuko the benefit of the doubt, because that is what I wish to start my engagement on. That is what I wish to be the foundation of my marriage and Prince Zuko’s rule over this tribe one day.”

There was a ring of silence. “Princess,” Oki finally blustered. “You have a good and kind heart, but the Ashm— the Fire Nation is a treacherous—” He stopped as he realised how close he was coming to slandering his chief, the Fire Lord and the intelligence of those who had combed through the wording of the treaty and had finally accepted the terms. “What happens if he harms you?”

“Then I will go for help,” Yue replied, giving him a soft, gentle smile. “And if he kills me, then there are repercussions you can take on the Fire Nation. And Hahn will become the next chief, as was the original intent before this treaty. Elders, death is not something you can keep at bay. We all know this. I know this deeply.” She fingered her Spirit-touched white hair. “And I choose to believe in the Spirits, in our people, in the reported love Fire Lord Iroh has for his nephew, and in the good intentions of people who are soon to be tied with ours forever. We agreed to embrace them as members of our tribe. Let us not be as dishonourable as we are accusing them of being.”

Yue let them talk and argue and complain and half-slither around things they didn’t want to say outright after that, content that she had had her peace. When the meeting finally ended, her father motioned for her to stay, and she did so until they were alone. They walked out the hall side-by-side in a heavy silence.

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CS AU: Pan Says... (2/?)

Summary: After waking up in a strange room with a naked stranger, Emma and Killian must endure the twisted game their kidnapper insists they play in order to gain provisions and avoid punishments.

A/N: Sorry I took so long to update. Originally, this part was going to be much longer, incorporating several prompts that were sent to me, but I have opted to go about it differently now. In an effort to highlight each prompt (or the bits of prompts I’m fusing together for a single scene), I’m going to keep the updates focused on one or two Pan Says scenarios as well as their reward/punishment.

I am still taking prompts, so if something comes to mind please feel free to send it in an Ask. Nothing is off limits, as I don’t really have triggers and very few things squick me out, however, I cannot guarantee every Ask will make it into an update. I’ll continue to take prompts until an end game for the fic emerges.

Lots of love to @ultraluckycatnd and @kmomof4 for their exceptional beta skills on this one!

Rated M & eventual E /Also available on ao3 and ff.net / buy me a coffee / add to tag list / Curious? Come Ask Me! / Part One

Prompt & Content Warnings: This prompt came from the csmm Discord - “Tell the other something you don’t like about them.” I don’t think there are any additional content warnings that apply to this part that weren’t listed for Part One, but as with every update to this fic: read at your own risk!

Part Two

“Swan, will you please come sit down?”

“I can’t. I can’t sit down. Not while you’re so calm. You should be yelling at me. Why aren’t you yelling at me?”

“I don’t want to yell at you. There’s no reason for me to yell at you.”

“No reason?” Emma shouted, rounding on him as he sat on the edge of bed, finally halting her frantic pacing. “Killian. I blew it. Failing Round One, that was all--”

“That was not your fault, Swan.”

“Yes, it was! Don’t try and make me feel better about blowing our chance to get out of here. It is my fault. I pulled you into the damn kiss.”

“Aye, you did.” He stood, the pillow still firmly in place over his groin, and Emma had to force herself to not keep glancing down at it every few seconds, focusing instead on his exasperated expression and increasingly frustrated tone. “But in your desperation to get us the fuck out of here, it seems you failed to notice my lips were halfway to meeting yours before your hand even met my shoulder!”

Taken aback, Emma’s lips parted, but he barreled on before she could respond. “That kiss was going to happen, Emma. Whether you initiated it or not, that kiss would have happened. We both fell for Pan’s tricks, and blaming ourselves or one another will do us no good. We have to keep our wits about us and focus on being constructive, because sooner or later he’ll be back to commence with Round Two and God only knows what fresh hell awaits us.”

“Oh, I wouldn’t classify what I have planned for you as hell,” Pan stated over the speakers. “In fact, I’m prepared to make you a very generous offer.”

“Save it.”

“Now now, Emma,” Pan tsked. “Let’s not be hasty.”

The sudden slide of a metal panel startled Emma, causing her to stumble back. Killian moved to stand in front of her, both of them unnerved by the sight of a now exposed window looking into the room from the outer hallway… and that which lay on the other side of it.

Two masked figures, dressed all in black, stood shoulder to shoulder facing them with long, black, pronged batons gripped in their hands.

“Meet my Lost Ones,” Pan said. “Round Two sometimes requires a bit of encouragement in order to really get going, so they’ll be doing my bidding if necessary.” A long pause echoed through the room before Pan spoke again, his tone low and applying a clear measure of threat. “I’d advise you both in making that necessity as infrequent as possible.”

The panel slid closed, hiding the window and the shadowy specters from view, and Pan’s voice was once again jovial.

“As I was saying, I am prepared to make you both a very generous offer!”

“What offer would that be?” Killian questioned through his clenched jaw, reluctantly playing along.

“Pan Says you can earn everything back if… you both spend two full minutes appreciating one another’s naked body.”

Furtive glances were exchanged, and Emma could see the slightest shake of Killian’s head, ready to refuse.

The action did not go unnoticed by Pan either. “Oh, please. Don’t act so noble. You both got your fill of each other’s backsides while taking turns in the shower, so what’s the big deal in paying equal attention to each other’s fronts?”

Emma hated that he had a point. They’d both been guilty of ogling each other in the shower, the only difference in his request was that there would be no sneaky peeks. Actually, that was not the only difference. This time, when she and Killian admired one another, it would be with the other’s full consent. Killian had already given his last night in a blanket statement, but based on the way he had his head craned upward, doing all he could to avoid looking at her at all, he would need for her to reciprocate his words if he was going to agree.

“Killian, look at me.” He shook his head, his Adam’s apple jumping and his teeth grinding in agitation. “Last night you told me I had your consent. Remember?” He nodded, but kept his gaze skyward until she took his hand and brought it up to rest against her sheet shrouded chest. “Well you have mine, too,” she told him, her eyes piercing into his, imploring him to understand why she needed him to agree. When he still seemed unsure and unwilling to relent, she quietly murmured, “Please. I don’t want to give him any reason to send those two in here. ‘Cause we both know they won’t care about our consent, only Pan’s rules.”

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CS AU: Conviction (3/?)

Summary: The story had been front page news for months. Scandalous details of a married woman of low birth and with limited means, murdering her husband; hatcheting him to death in order to save her own life and that of her unborn child - or so she claimed. No evidence to support her allegations of abuse had been presented during the trial, but in the end, it was the fact that Mrs. Cassidy was with child that saved her from a verdict of murder in the first degree, a judgment that carried the death penalty for both men and women alike. As an act of mercy, a lesser charge was issued, one that spared her life but now made her Misthaven Penitentiary’s problem to contend with, and more specifically, the Captain of the Guard charged with keeping order within its walls.

A/N: I continue to be blown away by the response to this fic. Thank y’all so much!

In answer to a question I received after the last chapter posted, this fic IS written entirely from Killian’s POV.

Thanks to my amazing betas, @snowbellewells and @kmomof4. Also, shout out to @sotangledupinit for the assist in defringing (there, @teamhook, is that better?) Killian for the art.

Rated T-M (for themes, mentions of abuse, murder, and attempted assault) / Available on ao3 and ff.net / buy me a coffee / add to tag list

Chapter One | Chapter Two

Chapter Three

As the weeks passed, the Captain of the Guard and his unusual charge settled into a familiar routine. Every night Killian would spend time outside her cell, talking with Swan about all manner of things. He would bring her books to read so they might discuss them, and she would share with him the local gossip she’d heard from Granny or one of the other ladies Elsa had recruited to keep her company during visiting hours and the morning walks he still oversaw before leaving each day.

It warmed his heart to see her cell filled with items gifted to her or crafted by her own hand with the yarn and knitting needles she’d come to master. Soft blankets, hats, and booties were overflowing the trunk Marco, the town carpenter, had made for her to hold such keepsakes. Another trunk had been approved to house the garments she’d collected through the generosity of her new friends in order to accommodate her expanding waist and keep her warm during the frigid nights as winter swiftly settled over the prison.

Nights like this one.

Killian turned up the collar of his overcoat and shivered past the drafts seeping in through every crack and crevice within the old stone prison. With a new, heavy blanket in his arms, he made his way to Swan’s cell, intending to spend a few moments with her while Officer Booth (who had replaced Robin on night watch) finished his patrol.

A few of the prisoners nodded at him as he passed, the cold making sleep difficult for them, and one or more groused under their breath at the sight of the blanket. Towards the end of the block, dirt-stained arms hung over the cross brace of the barred door, and one of their newest inmates, Will Scarlet, gave Killian a look bordering on insubordinate as he cheeked, “Something to help keep the missus warm, Captain?”

Killian ignored the man’s question, pausing before his cell only to issue him an order to get back in bed.

“It’s just…” Scarlet continued with a tone of ribbing. “I think someone’s beat you to it.”

Killian’s brow arched up his forehead. Before he asked the thief what he meant by that statement, the soft sound of Swan’s hushed laughter perked his ears. Setting off, he rounded the corner and found Booth standing outside her cell, a bright smile stretching over his usually wooden features as he passed a thick quilt through the bars.

“Officer Booth,” Killian barked, causing the man to balk and snap to attention. “Have you finished patrol?”

“No, Captain,” the man answered.

“Then I suggest you get back to it before I write you up for dereliction of your duty.”

Booth gave his captain a stiff nod, his eyes flicking back towards the cell as if unsure whether he could risk saying anything more to the woman inside. Resolving it wasn’t a risk he was willing to take, Booth made his way past Killian and back to the cell block to continue his patrol. Killian’s flickering jaw muscle practically chased him as he went.

“He was only checking on me,” Swan said, her face pressed between the bars with a look of alarm pinching at her features. “Officer Booth has always been kind, he’s never done or said anything improper. He’s--”

“I know, Swan,” Killian assured her as he closed the distance between them. “I know August is a good man with no… untoward intentions. But he does have duties, and he’s new to the night shift. Many of the men think standards can be lowered during the night because the inmates are asleep, when really it’s the time to be as vigilant as possible.”

Swan nodded, chewing on both her lip and his words before her eyes fell to the blanket in his arms. An amused sound huffed from her chest. “Is that for me?”

“Aye,” Killian replied. A swell of heat rose up the back of his neck, prickling behind his ear until he reached up to paw at it. “I thought you might need an additional blanket to help keep you warm, but it seems Officer Booth has already seen to that comfort.”

His eyes flicked down to the quilt tucked beneath her arm, then back up to her face, which was covered with an expression of affection. Normally, he would have been pleased to see such an appearance, yet for some reason he found himself rather perturbed by the sight of it.

“He isn’t the only one,” she told him, turning to the side and gesturing to a stack of quilts, afghans, and other spreads teetering upon one of her trunks. “Every visitor I’ve had this week has seen fit to bring me at least one.”

The irritation that had flared within his chest subsided when he realized her temperament was because of all the care and kindness she’d received from the community at large and not just from a single, particular source. He also resolutely refused to examine that initial annoyance any further, choosing instead to focus on the issue he could see swirling within the depths of her green eyes as she vacillated over giving it voice.

“What is it, Swan?”

“I know it’s probably against regulations, seeing as there aren’t enough for everyone, but…” Her eyes turned pleading as she gazed up at him, and Killian knew no matter what her request might be, he was unlikely to refuse her. “I have more than enough to keep me comfortable while others must spend the long nights absolutely freezing. Would it… would it be possible to have these extra blankets dispensed to other inmates? Perhaps the older, frailer ones?”

Killian stared down at her, stunned. It really shouldn’t have surprised him that she would be willing to share her excess with others she felt were more in need, but such mindsets were not at all commonplace within the hardened walls of a prison, or among equally hardened prisoners.

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CS AU: Conviction (5/?)

A/N: My apologies for not updating last week. While I am determined to maintain a regular, weekly schedule, I'm afraid I've fallen behind on my wiring, and therefore I can't guarantee there won't be more skipped weeks. Now that my homeschool semester is over, I'm hoping to get more writing time so I can catch back up. I just ask that y'all be patient with me.

Thank you for all the lovely comments! I treasure them, and am so thrilled y'all seem to love this story as much as I do! Also, thanks to my amazing betas, @snowbellewells and @kmomof4. Also, shout out to @sotangledupinit for the assist in defringing Killian for the art.

Rated T-M (for themes, mentions of abuse, murder, and attempted assault) / Available on ao3 and ff.net / buy me a coffee / add to tag list

Chapter One | Chapter Two | Chapter Three | Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Snow swirled and the frigid air burned in Killian’s lungs. The scent of pine danced in his sinuses and tickled his tongue, the aroma of the season stirring those feelings of good tidings even though there had been no great joy in his days for the past few weeks.

Actually, that wasn’t completely true. Despite the rift between himself and his brother - a chasm that had only grown wider since his brother’s decree, forcing Killian from Swan’s presence and the pleasure of her company, while removing any comfort his might have given her - there had been moments of elation and gratitude to help lighten the otherwise gloomy December days.

Elsa had wasted no time in acquiring the services of a few masons and the blacksmith, converting the old offices along the upper level of the officer’s wing into a much larger cell for Swan and her swiftly approaching arrival. The men had offered their time and materials, free of charge, and word had spread regarding the prison’s forthcoming addition, spurring the townsfolk into actions of charity, not only for Miss Swan, but the entire prison as well.

The soft crunch of compacted snow, mixed with the shuffle of freshly fallen flakes echoed beneath Killian’s boots as he made his way up the long drive towards the prison. He stopped for a moment, adjusting the bulky item in his arms so he could tighten his scarf, a slight shiver traveling down his spine when the winter breeze whispered across the thin layer of perspiration dampening his skin from the exertion of carrying the object from town. A ring of faint laughter tinkled through the air, and Killian knew the carolers he’d passed in the village must be making their way to the prison.

He remembered lamenting many months ago about how they were to make it through the winter without the assistance of the convent. He never would have imagined the outpouring of care, kindness, and compassion they had received from the town’s residents, from necessities like foodstuffs and fuels, to the indulgence of new clothing for the prisoners and a collection for the officers’ uniforms, as well as decorations and community visits to help lift the population’s spirits. Killian could not remember a more festive or exhilarating Christmas season in all his years, and though Elsa had certainly had her hand in making it happen, Killian knew the true prompting that had brought the whole town together to rally around Misthaven Penitentiary was Emma.

A cloud of vapor briefly hung in the air from where Killian had exhaled heavily. Emma. His Swan. Not a day had gone by that he had not thought of her, and not simply because the work being done on her new cell was happening, quite literally, before his very eyes day after day. He’d timed his arrival during those first few shifts he’d reported for duty with when she’d usually be out on her walks, so he would at least have the opportunity to see her, perhaps even speak with her. However, his brother had accounted for such an action and had issued new orders regarding her yard time. Now that they were back to full staff, they no longer had to depend on the off-duty night shift to perform the task, so she was worked into the day rotation schedule, usually escorted from her cell when Killian was in the training room with one of the new recruits.

The sound of his boot falls interrupted the quiet once more as he trod up the path towards the prison gate. Two of the recruits were milling about in the yard, most likely awaiting the arrival of the carolers. They snapped to attention as soon as they spotted him, one moving quickly to open the door for their captain, whose arms were still laden with an object he hoped to deliver before the visitors’ arrival.

It was a yearly tradition, the carolers beginning their Christmas Eve serenade at the prison before moving through town and finishing at the church for the Silent Night Service. They would spend some time visiting with the prisoners first, encouraging them with conversation and perhaps a small, gifted token, like a piece of peppermint or some other candy, to commemorate the holiday, then sing a few carols before moving on. Killian had always enjoyed the Christmas Eve caroling and the festivities it brought with it, the guards finding ways to make their own merriment as those off-duty joined the on-duty shift for a celebratory toast after the carolers departed, but this year… The rift between him and Liam would most likely sour whatever toast their warden made, and the only person with whom he wished to share Christmas he was forbidden from seeing.

That hadn’t stopped him from bringing her a gift, though.

Depositing the item in his office, Killian straightened his appearance, smoothing down his hair, which had become tussled by the winter wind, and took in a steadying breath as dread gnawed his gut. Never before had he been anxious to face his brother, not to this degree at least, and he wondered if the damage both their words and actions had caused to their relationship would be permanent. In addition to keeping his distance from Swan, as ordered, Killian had done all he could to avoid Liam these past few weeks, dispatching another officer to meet with the warden in his stead and begging off all of Elsa’s invitations to share dinner with them now he had his evenings free. When the rare moment occurred that he had to report to the warden’s office himself, he had been overly formal and guarded with a rapport of extreme professionalism, a conduct Liam had reciprocated in kind.

It had not escaped Killian’s notice that the officers walked on eggshells around them both, nor could he deny the strain it was starting to have on Elsa, who desperately tried to get the two brothers together so they might discuss the matter rather than allow it to continue to fester. Killian would be lying if he said the glimmer of tears in her eyes when he’d turned down the offer to spend Christmas with them hadn’t made his heart twist painfully in his chest, but he knew he’d only bring the celebration down with his sullenness, and he wasn’t about to make her sister or her sister’s family uncomfortable with the added tension his presence would bring.

Besides… Swan was supposed to be moved into her new cell Christmas morning, and Killian wanted to be there, even if he couldn’t share the occasion by her side or give her the gift he’d worked on with Marco himself.

Exiting his office, he glanced across the corridor as he passed the new cell and paused. Philip and Thomas - two of the newest recruits and set to make officer after the first of the year - were bustling around the space, depositing firewood into the nook beside the hearth and positioning the new furnishings into place, readying the cell for its new inhabitant. A copper tub sat in the corner, partially hidden behind a partition that would provide her privacy when she bathed, the fireplace allowing her not only warmth, but the ability to heat water without the assistance of the guards. A rocking chair faced the hearth, a fresh mattress was laid out upon the suspended frame on the opposite wall, and a wardrobe filled the opposite corner, ready for Swan’s and her baby's belongings to be transferred from the trunks they’d been packed in for months. A smile lifted the corners of his mouth, a moment of gladdened contentment pushing past the longing that had been hollowing out his chest cavity day by day.

“Do you need something, Captain?”

The question brought Killian back to his purpose. “No. Thank you, Thomas. Carry on.”

Leaving the recruits to finish their work, Killian turned and fortified himself before raising his hand to knock on the warden’s door. Dutifully, he waited until he heard his brother bid entrance.

“Killian?” Liam said, standing from his chair with a perplexed yet tentatively relieved expression. His hair was as unruly as Killian’s, but where the wind had been responsible for the younger Jones’ appearance, it seemed the chaotic nature of Liam’s hair had been caused by his fingers continuously running through the curly strands. “I was not sure you’d return for the festivities when Erik informed me you’d already left for the day.”

Killian lifted his chin, his hands tucked behind his back with his posture board straight as he addressed his warden. “I had an errand to run in town, sir.”

“I see,” Liam commented, wincing a bit at the curt edge of Killian’s formal tone. Making his way around the desk, Liam paused when he reached the front edge, wringing his hands for a moment before letting them fall to his sides. “I was sorry to hear you refused our invitation for Christmas,” he said. “And not because it means I must endure Elsa’s sister and brother-in-law without the aid of my li...er, younger brother.”

Killian’s brows twitched, nearly pinching together in disbelief at the correction. Was his brother attempting to make amends? It wasn’t like Liam to concede, to ever admit he might be wrong, and if it was his intention to make things right then it surely had to have been prompted by Elsa.

“I offered to take the Christmas shift so Thomas could spend the holiday with his wife. I felt the other recruits deserved to spend the day with their lady loves as well.”

“And the fact Mrs. Cassidy is moving to the cell across the hall tomorrow morning had no bearing on such an offer, I’m sure.”

Killian stiffened further, his posture becoming more rigid as he geared up for another row with his brother, but the spark of anger Liam’s quip had ignited was quickly snuffed out with his brother’s next words.

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WIP Wednesday: New CS AU Sneak Peek

Summary: The story had been front page news for months. Scandalous details of a married woman of low birth and with limited means, murdering her husband; hatcheting him to death in order to save her own life and that of her unborn child - or so she claimed. No evidence to support her allegations of abuse had been presented during the trial, but in the end, it was the fact that Mrs. Cassidy was with child that saved her from a verdict of murder in the first degree, a judgment that carried the death penalty for both men and women alike. As an act of mercy, a lesser charge was issued, one that spared her life but now made her Misthaven Penitentiary's problem to contend with, and more specifically, the Captain of the Guard charged with keeping order within its walls.

A/N: This fic was inspired by the true account of Martha Casto who was incarcerated in the Missouri State Penitentiary in 1843 for manslaughter. I first heard her story on an episode of Who Do You Think You Are, featuring the lineage of actress Cynthia Nixon. While I have taken some details of Martha’s crime and sentencing to weave into the story, mine will not be a retelling of the accounts of her time in prison. Also, while I am setting this fic in the same time period as the inspiration (mid-1800s), I will be taking some historical liberties.

Thanks to my amazing betas, @snowbellewells and @kmomof4. Also, shout out to @sotangledupinit for the assist in debanging (don’t make it dirty, people) Killian for the art.

Rated T-M (for themes, mentions of abuse, murder, and attempted assault) / updating weekly on Sundays / buy me a coffee / add to tag list / Curious? Come Ask Me!

Sneak Peek from Chapter One:

“Mrs. Cassidy, I am Liam Jones, Warden here at Misthaven Penitentiary, and this is my Captain of the Guard, Killian Jones.”

Killian gave the woman a curt nod and tried to focus his attention on the words Liam was speaking. Not that he really needed to. It was the same speech he gave to every other inmate who passed through their doors. Albeit, no other inmate had ever had the privilege of receiving these remarks within the warden’s own office. A change in protocol that further iterated how remarkable a situation they all faced.

Remarkable. Yes. Such a designation seemed apt as Killian took in the woman before him. He was not sure what he had expected of Mrs. Cassidy, but the thin-framed young woman before him certainly was not it. She couldn’t have been more than twenty years old, and only reached his chin. Though she had to be petrified of what lay ahead, her countenance betrayed none of her trepidations. Standing stiff-backed with her head held high, she struck Killian as a tough lass. Tough and bloody beautiful to boot.

His job just got a whole lot harder.

A small grimace passed over her features when she turned back towards the door, having been dismissed by the warden and ready to be led to her cell. Her delicate hands clenched and released, the red welts from the shackles clasped around her wrists stood out in stark contrast to her pale skin. Killian ground his teeth together, a response he’d involuntarily given into a number of times since seeing her disembark from the prison wagon with chains binding her wrists and ankles. It was standard procedure when transporting prisoners, but Killian could barely stomach the sight of those restraints on a woman, regardless of her crime.

Escorted by his fellow guardsman, Robin, Killian marched his prisoner along the corridor towards the catwalk that allowed them to cross over to the other side of the upper level. While passing the manned cells, Killian did his best to shield Mrs. Cassidy from the other prisoners’ view, but it didn’t stop a few taunts and lewd comments thrown her way by one of the more hardened inmates. Pulling his baton from where it rested at his hip, Killian slammed it against the bars as a warning.

“You’d best hold your tongue, before I remove it,” Killian said in a hushed, menacing tone that matched the look he stared the man down with until the perpetrator backed away.

Out of instinct, Killian reached out to grasp the woman’s arm in order to prompt her forward, but retracted his hand when he saw her flinch. He had to bite down on his tongue to keep from apologizing, reminding himself she was just another prisoner and had to be treated as such in order to maintain the necessary balance required for order and discipline within the prison.

They made their way across the catwalk, down the opposite side, and around the corner to her cell without further incident. Robin unlocked the cell door, swinging it wide, while Killian knelt down to remove the shackles around her ankles. The length and layers of her skirts made it difficult to locate the keyhole on the first side, until they suddenly hitched up, revealing her boots and metal irons surrounding them. Killian flicked his eyes up to see Mrs. Cassidy had bunched the fabric up in her hands in order to make the work easier for him, and he was once again tempted to break protocol, swallowing back the thank you that threatened to slip out.

Once her leg irons were removed and handed off to Robin, Killian gestured her inside the cell and closed the door behind her with a loud, jarring clang, causing her to flinch once more.

“Hands,” he ordered. His tone was a bit harsher than he meant it to be, so he was thankful when she slipped her hands between the bars without hesitation.

Like the shackles at her ankles, Killian made quick work of the restraints around her wrists. Anger flared within him at the sight of the red, raw skin revealed beneath the heavy metal, and this time he could not hold back the apology slipping past his lips when a hiss escaped her from the fresh air stinging the open wounds.

“I will have a salve brought to you that will help with those,” Killian told her, passing the wrist restraints off to Robin, who nodded his understanding of the implied order before heading back towards the officers’ station.

“That isn’t necessary,” the woman replied, gingerly rubbing the skin surrounding the welts and sores.

“It’s standard procedure,” Killian informed her, lest she think he was offering her special treatment. “As the warden mentioned, meals will be brought up for you to eat in your cell. Your dinner should arrive within the hour. Have you any questions, Mrs. Cassidy?”

“Emma,” she replied sharply.

“I beg your pardon?”

She sighed and set her features with a firm resolve. “I do not wish to be addressed as Mrs. Cassidy. Please, call me Emma.”

“I am afraid that will not be possible,” Killian told her, attempting to keep the sympathy out of his voice. “My brother feels such familiarity would be inappropriate.”

“Your brother?”

Killian bit back a curse at the carelessness of his words. “I meant, the warden,” he corrected.

“Right,” she nodded. “Jones. I should have realized the connection.” Robin returned and handed the jar of salve and a square of clean linen to her through the bars, which she accepted with a timid thank you. “How should I address you and the other guards if I have need?”

“You may address the guards as Officer, or include that title with their surname.” Killian gestured to Robin. “For instance, this is Officer Locksley.”

Robin offered her a polite nod which she returned before flicking her gaze back to Killian. “And you?”

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My #1 post of 2022

CS AU: Conviction (1/?)

Thanks to my amazing betas, @snowbellewells and @kmomof4. Also, shout out to @sotangledupinit for the assist in debanging (don’t make it dirty, people) Killian for the art.

Rated T-M (for themes, mentions of abuse, murder, and attempted assault) / Available on ao3 and ff.net / buy me a coffee / add to tag list

Chapter One

“You cannot be bloody serious.” Killian’s eyes jumped from the order in his hands to his brother’s face. “They’re sending her here?”

“This is the only prison within Misthaven County,” Liam reminded him, seemingly unperturbed by the proclamation that a woman, who had just been found guilty of manslaughter and sentenced to serve five years for the crime against her husband, would be housed within the stone walls he was charged with overseeing as warden.

Killian shook his head and tossed the missive onto the imposing mahogany desk in front of him. “This is madness,” he said, running a hand through his hair while trying to grapple with the logistical nightmare the magistrate had set upon them. “Her presence will cause chaos among the other prisoners, to say nothing of how she will affect the guards.”

“I see no reason why her incarceration here should cause such disastrous waves of which you seem concerned.”

Killian stared slack jawed at his brother, who had resumed his seat and began scratching quill to parchment. “Brother,” Killian began with an incredulous tone once he again found his voice, “We are not equipped to see to the needs of a woman here, especially one who is with child.”

“We will see to her needs as we do the men under our supervision. However,” Liam held up his hand to stay his brother’s protest, “I recognize that a few concessions will be necessary in order to ensure her safety and well-being whilst she is here.” Setting the ink he had just finished applying to the page, Liam stood and handed the paper to Killian. “As Captain of the Guard, I entrust these added measures into your authority. See to it the other guards are aware of my instructions and that they are upheld.”

Killian grit his teeth, but held his tongue. He knew a dismissal when it was issued, and though Liam was his older brother, he was also the prison warden and Killian’s superior. Positions Killian respected, even if he did think his brother was being purposefully obtuse about the reality of the circumstance about to befall them.

Upon exiting his brother’s office and returning to his own, Killian settled himself in his desk chair and read over the principles by which Liam would have them all handle the presence of Mrs. Cassidy. Pinching the bridge of his nose, Killian released a long sigh before glancing out the window that looked across the open corridor to the upper level cells that stood adjacent to the officers’ wing. From where he sat, Killian had a clear view around the corner to the secluded stretch where lay the cell Liam had determined would house the infamous ax-murderess.

The story had been front page news for months. Scandalous details of a married woman of low birth and limited means murdering her husband; hatcheting him to death in order to save her own life and that of her unborn child - or so she claimed. No evidence to support her allegations of abuse had been presented during the trial when neighbors and members of the man’s family had come forward with their testimonies of character, painting the victim in portraits of virtue while his wife was further vilified. In the end, it was the fact that Mrs. Cassidy was with child that had saved her from a verdict of murder in the first degree, a judgment that carried the death penalty for men and women alike. As an act of mercy, a lesser charge was issued, one that spared her life but now made her Killian's problem to contend with.

And she would most certainly be a problem.

Keeping order within the prison was a challenge on the best of days. They were woefully underfunded and understaffed. Though not as deplorable in condition as other prisons Killian had seen, Misthaven Penitentiary had always relied on the charity of the local convent to see them through hard times. With its closing earlier in the year, and the nuns dispersed to other parishes, Killian was not sure how they would fare in the upcoming winter. To say nothing of how they’d fare having an inmate of the fairer sex within their midst.

A scoff of scorn erupted from the back of Killian’s throat when he read back over his brother’s edict. No man shall enter Mrs. Cassidy’s cell for any reason, lest it be a matter of life or death. Liam was a damn fool if he thought such a decree would dissuade some of the more… unsavory members of their guard from the temptation the woman would present, and it would be left to Killian to maintain order and discipline, not just from the sentenced population, but from his own men. A task he was not relishing in the slightest. Nor was he overjoyed by his brother’s commands that essentially made him her own personal jailor, a notion which left him with a sour taste in his mouth and equally unpleasant sensation in his gut.

Checking the time on his pocket watch, Killian stood and made himself presentable for the shift change. Liam would be addressing the whole of their guard staff, informing them of the impending arrival of Mrs. Cassidy, as well as a dozen or so other new inmates to follow, which meant longer shifts would be required in order to make the necessary preparations. Killian’s hopes of spending some time along the coast while the autumn weather was still agreeable were well and truly snuffed out, much like the desk candle he extinguished before leaving his office.

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“Mrs. Cassidy, I am Liam Jones, Warden here at Misthaven Penitentiary, and this is my Captain of the Guard, Killian Jones.”

His job just got a whole lot harder.

“You’d best hold your tongue, before I remove it,” Killian said in a hushed, menacing tone that matched the look he stared the man down with until the perpetrator backed away.

Once her leg irons were removed and handed off to Robin, Killian gestured her inside the cell and closed the door behind her with a loud, jarring clang, causing her to flinch once more.

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I posted 12,226 times in 2022

That's 13 more posts than 2021!

2,292 posts created (19%)

9,934 posts reblogged (81%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@frivilosity

@trailblazes

@youseiaoi

@daefromjay6

@importedglue891

I tagged 3,127 of my posts in 2022

#toonami - 2,145 posts

#one piece - 521 posts

#nart - 321 posts

#assassination classroom - 243 posts

#lupin the 3rd part 6 - 214 posts

#made in abyss - 158 posts

#shenmue - 121 posts

#pokemon - 119 posts

#yashahime - 95 posts

#attack on titan - 76 posts

Longest Tag: 139 characters

#especially assholes who want to take your very trivial and non important/impactful opinion and want to use it as an excuse to virtue signal

My Top Posts in 2022:

Most Pokémon NPCs: oh, you took a step! What a big boy! Here's 5 Max Revives! Here's a free heal! You're so cool and great! You're the greatest trainer ever! Here's a TM! You're doing so good! You want my house? You want this Pokémon I've had since I was a kid? God, You're so great!

Cylene: pull your weight or die in the wild. Your choice. Oh, you caught some powerful Pokémon and nearly died several times over to do it? Great, here's a recipe. Now get back to work, asshole

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I knew Pokémon would have a tumblr sexyman in Scarlet and Violet, and I really thought it would be this

Or this

But of course, PokeTumblr's new babygirl is this sad man

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A quick look at the timeline since we last checked in

Sonic Frontiers has a song by ONE OK GO and one version says "Fuck the pain away"

Disney proves it truly listens to what fans do not want by making live action Pinocchio, Little Mermaid, and Mufasa, which is a prequel to the much behated live action Lion King

HBO Max nuked a bunch of its animated shows for tax write offs

Uncle Grandpa almost survived with one episode called "Fleas Help Us" before being deleted

Summer Camp Island literally had a whole season ready

WB canned a completed Batgirl movie after spending $98 million. For tax write offs.

FBI raided Trump's Florida home and found hundreds of stolen top secret files, and one includes nuclear defense details on a foreign nation. Yeah he's in very hot shit

Biden administration opens the path for forgiveness for $10k-$20k of student loans, MS decides to tax anyone that gets it

When the Republicans got offended the White House Official Twitter Account revealed the MILLIONS of PPP loans the nay sayers had forgiven individually

NASA Is trying to GET US BACK ON THE MOON BABEY WOOOOOOOOO but unfortunately they had to scrub 2 launches because of engine troubles and a leak

But it's cool! It's cool! They gotta get it right because the end goal is to try and establish a MOTHERFUCKING MOON BASE!!! SOMEBODY HIGH FIVE ME

A machine on Mars the size of a lunch box made about as much oxygen as a small tree, prompting some to think we could have oxygen mines for future manned Marsian missions

Leonardo DiCaprio breaks up with another woman who just turned 25

JK Rowling wrote a book about totally not her being harassed by the very people she demonizes every day as a racist antisemitic ableist TERF and embarrassed herself in front of God and the internet again

After years of failing to sell on the market, Sony makes the decision to INCREASE the price of the PS5 despite only 5 people other than Crypto Dorks having them

Nintendo follows up by revealing they have no plans to change prices, which we all been knew because they still sell years old ports for $60

Gendy Tartokovsky's Primal aired a Dinosaur literally laying eggs up close and personal from its cloaca (side note do dinosaurs have those?)

Gendy is also apparently at the helm of a second PPG reboot in the works

She-Hulk Twerked

Looney Tunes officially ships Bugs X Daffy

3 Avatar Movies in the works. No not the blue people- well yes those too but I meant the one about the bald kid, the second one about Zuko, and the third about Korra

Blue people avatar has a movie coming in December

Reigen Arataka from Mob Psycho 100 wins Twitter poll for Twink Supreme

Reigen does absolutely nothing and wins Ultimate DILF

In an ultimate final clash, Reigen just barely loses to Sans Undertale for Tumblr Sexyman

Tobyfox wrote fanfic about it and posted it to Twitter

On the same exact fucking day Sans defeats Reigen, the Queen of England DIED. Tv stations in mourning across the globe. Meanwhile Irish people and other people directly negatively impacted by colonization by the crown cheered and partied and tumblr and twitter released the crabs 🦀

This is as of September 10th, 2022, not told in any particular chronological order

This has been the look at the timeline, and no, the year is not over yet

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Pokemon: we made the darkest Pokemon game ever, Legends Arceus, where wild Pokemon will try to knock you out, you're forced to work or die in the wild, you're stripped away from your home and everything you love, and you're forced to live in a strange and uninhabited land. Don't worry, you'll be able to befriend the Pokemon, befriend the locals, and just maybe you'll make it :)

Digimon: hold my beer, because I'm about to toss 8 kids and a grandpa into an unfamiliar world, kill a few of them on screen very painfully with no room for misinterpretation, and psychologically scar the shit out of them AND the player

Pokemon: W-WHY???

Digimon:

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My #1 post of 2022

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Prompt List Part 2

#101 “What about your family?”

#102 “So, all this time, you’ve lied to me?”

#103 “I can’t even look at you.”

#104 “It would be better if you stayed away from me.”

#105 “There is no power in this world which can stop me from taking you away. All you have to do is say yes.”

#106 “Perhaps this is the end of our story.”

#107 “If I ask you to kiss me in front of all these people, would you do it?”

#108 “When you love something, you protect it.”

#109 “Why wouldn’t I save you?”

#110 “Listen to me...I need to get back out there, but I promise you, I’ll be right back, okay? All I want you to do is stay hidden, and I’ll be back before you know it.”

#111 “I knew you’d feel guilty, but you do understand I would bear over a thousand wounds if it meant keeping you safe, don’t you?”

#112 “I swear to you, as long as you’re by my side, you’ll never be harmed.”

#113 “I’m going to protect you now. Because that’s what we do with the ones we love, we keep them safe.”

#114 “I don’t even remember why we used to fight so much.”

#115 “Why didn’t you kill me when you had the chance?”

#116 “You know, you’re really hot when you’re angry.”

#117 “I’m tired of having to pretend we hate each other.”

#118 “You bring out the good in me.”

#119 “We can’t help who we fall in love with.”

#120 “There it is, there’s that smile.”

#121 “I’m not afraid of you.”

#122 “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you smile.”

#123 “You’re lucky that you’re cute.”

#124 “Is that my shirt?”

#125 “Nope. Puppy dog eyes aren’t going to work this time.”

#126 “Thanks to you, I know what it means to love again.”

#127 “Here we are. Home sweet home.”

#128 “You know I only tease you cause I love you.”

#129 “You’re not burdening me, my love. Taking care of you is my responsibility.”

#130 "Your child's been kicking me all day."

#131 "Well, we're officially a family now."

#132 "Do you think I'll make a good father?"

#133 "The first one is always an adventure."

#134 "Is there something you wanted to tell me?"

#135 "This is as much your child as it is mine and that will never change."

#136 "It really is a miracle, isn't it?"

#137 "Can you feel that?"

#138 "It was just one time."

#139 "I just want you and our baby to be safe."

#140 "Try walking, I hear it helps."

#141 "We can be scared together."

#142 "I know I'm going to love her/him/them, 'cause I love her/his/their mother, so damn much."

#143 "Where the hell have you been?"

#144 "Who's ready to have a baby?"

#145 "Just hold my hand and breathe through it."

#146 "Congrats/Congratulations it's a boy/girl."

#147 "I took ten pregnancy tests, they don't lie."

#148 “I have a small human being depending on me to grow strong and healthy for a whole nine months, what’s to stress about, right?”

#149 "At the end of the day that's what matters, family."

#150 “I definitely felt a kick now.”

#151 "I/You look ready to pop."

#152 “Could you pick that up for me?”

#153 “Be honest, am I still sexy to you?”

#154 “Really, the bump turns you on?”

#155 “The baby loves hearing you speak/your singing.”

#156 “It soothes the baby when you talk/sing/tell a story to him/her/them.”

#157 “We’re not having ‘Junior’ in our kid’s name.”

#158 “I can’t wait to hold him/her/them.”

#159 “When are you due?” / “When is the baby due?”

#160 "If I had kids, I wouldn't want them with anyone but you."

#161 "Try having sex."

#162 "I just wanted that glow."

#163 “The baby is coming.”

#164 "You handled that situation perfectly."

#165 "Your eyes are stunning."

#166 "Your opinion is important to me."

#167 "You're always saying the right words."

#168 “Why should I trust you again?”

#169 “We were never meant to be.”

#170 “Our relationship/friendship ends now.”

#171 “Of all people, why was it you who hurt me?”

#172 "Don't even pretend not to know how incredibly sexy and amazing you are."

#173 "No, you idiot. I love you."

#174 "Your hand feels so natural in mine. It's like the gaps in mine were made for your hand."

#175 "How did I not see it before? I am... falling in love with you. God, what a fool I am."

#176 "How did this happen? I was never meant to fall for you."

#177 “I can’t help but feel jealous when you turn and smile at anyone else”

#178 “I just wish you’d asked me first.”

#179 “Shut up and hold me.”

#180 “Can you quit being sappy for five seconds?”

#181 “It wasn’t supposed to end this way.”

#182 “Look me in the eyes and repeat what you just said.”

#183 “Would you do the same for me?”

#184 “I’m sorry, you’re so pretty I forgot what I was going to say.”

#185 “Sorry… your hair was in your face… thought I should move it so I could see you better.”

#186 “C'mere, I don't mind letting you sleep on me.”

#187 “I'm right here; I won't leave your side. Go back to sleep, darling.”

#188 “I love you. I always have and I always will.”

#189 “Why did you have to go and fall in love with me?”

#190 “How many love letters have you written for me and kept to yourself?”

#191 “I've never felt so strongly about someone before. I'm terrified.”

#192 "Part of me wants to keep the promise I made to myself...the other half wants to say 'screw it'."

#193 “I know we’re not... friends or anything, but... I’m here for you, if you need someone to talk to.”

#194 “Is that guy bothering you?”

#195 “Kiss me until I’m dizzy.”

#196 “A little bit of me, a little bit of you.”

#197 “Do you ever think about your future kids?”

#198 “You really are your [mother/father]’s child.”

#199 “They won’t stop crying and, in a minute, I think I am going to start crying.”

#200 “It is way past your bedtime little one, say goodnight to daddy.”

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One Piece Chapters 157-165

Hehe... the process is complete... inside this post, I will show you something truly special...

Chapter 157 - Ace Arrives

There’s a big cat. The ship’s main combatants want to kill and eat it, but the princess insists they can’t do that for religious reasons only she is smart enough to know about.

There’s also many enemy ships. The ship’s main combatants can’t eat ships because they’re not the recent guy whom they don’t have to think about anymore.

It turns out everyone’s big strategy for dealing with swanheaded randos was to wear white bands.

...

Did you see it? Absolutely nothing weird happened. I’m cured! This is the most satisfying character arc in all of One Piece!

...oh man they even gave one to the chocobo...

Watch the swanheaded nobody turn into a Chocobo and prove that action to be deeply necessary.

Ah, and palindrome cop and gluttony cop have arrived in the Princess’s Pull Star as well. As a reward for their promptness, they get to learn about a corpse! They learn cool facts about this corpse, such as: 1. There is no corpse 2. A guy who works for the pirate Whitebeard is here but he didn’t die 3. He isn’t a corpse

The guy looks a lot like Lufpy and is looking for Lufpy and is looking for his brother, but his name isn’t Lufpy, it’s Ape, so this must all be a weird coincidence. I mean, Lufpy’s name has never contained anything even slightly related to apes. The only similarity between the names “Dunkey the Lufpy” and “Fortnite the Ape” is that they both have “the” in the middle. Maybe Oda simply accidentally made his male characters resemble each other. That would be gender equality, so it would be good! I don’t know why this chapter is called “Ace Arrives”.

Chapter 158 - Landing in Alabasta

Lufpy’s friends don’t know where Lufpy or Wil Wheaton are, but they do know Lufpy and Wil Wheaton are within the general area. That’s bad/neutral/good/bad.

Ape and the gluttony cop don’t like each other. Especially the cop, since cops are especially hostile. Lufpy’s first action within this situation before even knowing either of them exist is to assault them both.

Oh! I know what he’s about to say here! It’s “py”!

Lufpy ends up fleeing from multiple cops, as the palindrome cop is entirely too nearby for Lufpy to have much of a good time at all.

Sanji puts the women in Girl Outfits of Stomachflesh and the Like. Ah... I see what’s going on here... Sanji is the “writing” puppet through which Oda’s dirty “art” deeds can be perpetuated... he has become an embodiment of style over substance, with the style in question being soft exposed skin as drawn by someone who wanted to draw that, and the substance in question being the fact that people like to dress sensibly unless they’ve been given good reason to do otherwise... this is just like My Hero Academia!

Woah, Zoro looks very unimportant without any green on his head. I’m glad I’m not reading this manga in black-and-white, or Zoro never would have looked important to begin with!

And you know what they say... “where there’s smoke, there’s fire.” And so the gluttonous cop and Ape were inseparable for the rest of their lives.

Chapter 159 - Come On

The cops’ hostage gets betrayed and killed by his friends, probably. I wonder what will happen next!

Well, it looks like that’s it for this arc. This was a good arc!

Wait, that’s his left wing he’s raising in salute, right? Where’s his white band?! HE’S AN IMPOSTOR!!! THAT’S NOT A REAL CHOCOBO!!! PRINCESS LOOK OUT!!! THE KILLER IS RIGHT THERE!!!

Okay sure, Lufpy “had a brother” the entire time during his backstory within which his brother never appeared once. I know what’s really going on here. I’ve seen the first five seasons of Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Lufpy’s so-called brother “Ape”... is actually the Key. The reason Lufpy thinks Ape is his brother is actually because of powerful magic tricking the entirety of humanity into believing Lufpy has always had a brother named Ape, which was done to get Lufpy to love and protect Ape. And it’s going to WORK. And Lufpy’s going to DIE FOR APE. But then One Piece will get UNCANCELLED. And Lufpy will COME BACK FROM THE DEAD WITH DEPRESSION in EPISODES I WON’T WATCH.

Oh, uh, spoilers by the way. For One Piece. Assuming I’m remembering correctly. Correctly remembering what happens in One Piece.

Ape has a Whitebeard tattoo that covers his entire back. Well, that’s just dandy. As long as he doesn’t start stabbing himself in the back and then steal Lufpy’s hat.

All Lufpy’s friends think Ape is cooler than Lufpy (with the possible exception of the princess). They’re, uh, wrong (with the possible exception of the princess).

Ape does that one trick where the motorcycle goes over the buses, but slightly altered. The death toll is in the thousands.

Chapter 160 - Spiders Café at Eight O'Clock

I like how badly Lufpy and sleeves get along.

I’m going to use this panel as a reaction image from now on to post whenever I encounter new information.

A female Santa and her male Mrs. Claus walk into a saloon.

The punchline is that I have no idea whether or not I should give this team a name. I named Team Ace Attorney Team Ace Attorney, but then I forgot I’d done that and pretty much exclusively referred to them as Wil Wheaton and Penny Nichols in the scene where they actually mattered.

Female Santa is rude to service workers. Her full name must be Karen Santa. Now I just need to figure out male Mrs. Claus’s last name...

Speaking of full names... I haven’t seen the last of Reverse Santa!Carmen P. Sandiego! Until I’ve learned what the P stands for, I refuse to let go of her!

Wait. Why is this story so full of Santa-types lately. We’ve gotten a Santa deconstruction and now a Santa reconstruction? That’s crazy. Y’know, I get the impression that for some people, Santa’s aesthetic isn’t an instant sexual turn-off. Not me though. Round men with white beards? Not inherently a turn-off. Cozy red outfits with white trim? Not inherently a turn-off. Round men with white beards WHO ARE WEARING cozy red outfits with white trim? That’s not sexy at all!!!

Reverse Santa!Carmen P. Sandiego is sexy though.

What was I talking about again?

Oh, right, saloon jokes.

A swanhead walks into a saloon.

They’re not important enough for this to have a punchline.

A hulking giant who hates friendship walks into a saloon, and the bartender says, “Surprise! I was actually your friend all along!”

The hulking giant then exits the saloon because he hates friendship.

Ba dum tsh.

Chapter 161 - The Green City Erumalu

The geckos from Fallout: New Vegas turn out to have joined a synchronized swimming team. Hell yeah! I love Olympic sports!

What the hell.

Lufpy makes some new friends, so Tony Tony Chopper makes them stop being his friends. Oh no... Tony Tony Chopper is a yandere... except with feeding the needy instead of committing violent crimes.

It turns out there are some drugs, but instead of making people get high, the drugs steal rain from nearby. “Nearby” rhymes with “high” so it’s kind of similar to regular drugs. Anyway, that caused a lot of people to die. “Die” rhymes with “nearby” and “high”.

Mr. Zero planted drugs in the princess’s house, and that’s why her life sucks now. Or so it seems.

Chapter 162 - Adventure in the Kingdom of Sand

SwanDEAD!!! Now THAT’S important!!!

The important thing about swandead is this: Stole all the supplies

The three combat guys simultaneously attack a big purple snake. Zoro’s attack isn’t even a joke. I see... Zoro hasn’t gotten stronger...

Zoro turns out to be the only One Piece boy who doesn’t fly into a blind frothing rage at the slightest sign of misandry.

Hmm...

Yeah, that’s consistent with his backstory.

Chapter 163 - Yuba, the Town of Rebels

Lufpy and the gang watch a friendly-looking old man dig a hole with his back turned to them. Actually, he’s the princess’s friend!

Good panel.

Unfortunately, it looks like bad things are in store for children’s future selves’ past selves... assuming the male child (not pictured) even has a future self to have a past self in the first place.

Chapter 164 - I Love My Country

Uh oh. Nothing good ever comes from loving your country! Uh, except loving its citizens, I guess.

Oh, actually, there’s way more than just one male child. There’s all kinds of male children who’ve stepped towards bad things!

Oh, the primary male child is extremely likely to have a future self. The knife hit his eye, not his brain.

Ah, and the primary male child is also the guy who loves his country. I thought maybe someone more sinister would love their country, and that’s why I said “uh oh” about the chapter title, but everything’s okay now. ...Well, probably. Not everyone with an eyepatch isn’t sinister.

Some people with eyepatches are pirates, which is sinister! Hmm, someone should make a version of One Piece which is exactly the same except each and every single character has an eyepatch.

...Oh, dude, what a RIP-OFF. The primary male child IS sinister... but he DOESN’T have an eyepatch... AND he DOESN’T love his country...

Chapter 165 - Operation Utopia

What a powerful exchange...

OMG... Villain Meeting in a Casino... Baller

This is what the villains are planning: Through doing stuff, they will achieve a goal. This will be very bad for the kingdom.

Lufpy quits

#one piece #is what i'm consuming

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sluttyten · 3 years

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Taeil with 98

Taeil + “I love you, idiot”

When you met Taeil it’s because you were friends with Yuta. Newly friends through another friend, but still, you knew Yuta first. He brought Taeil along when you decided to meet up with him for coffee one day, and after that, you were hooked on Taeil. He was funny and smart, the best vocalist you’d ever met, handsome, a good cook, and you quickly learned that you had a few other similar interests.

It was no time at all before you decided you had a big crush on Moon Taeil. You started trying to convince Yuta to invite Taeil to things, or trying to get him to invite you over to their dorm so you could see Taeil, anything at all that would let you spend more time with him. You even asked for his number, but Yuta informed you that Taeil had literally just gotten a new phone and Yuta didn’t have the number yet, and he wasn’t allowed to give out Taeil’s contact info anyway unless Taeil told him he could.

But at least Yuta did usually bring Taeil around when you asked. He orchestrated run-ins with you while he was with Taeil. Yuta was like the perfect wingman for you.

And it’s during one of those run-ins while Yuta’s in the middle of saying something to you about how you never answer his messages (which is blatantly untrue) that you blurt out to Taeil, “Can I have your number?”

Taeil looks taken aback, but he exchanges his contact info with you.

You make use of it, messaging him a couple days later to see if he wants to hang out. You know he likes Pilates since he’s talked about it with you before, and you’ve been wanting to do Pilates, but you hate the idea of going to the gym alone and you have no idea what equipment to use at home.

Truthfully you’d not thought of doing Pilates before you heard Taeil talk about it. You just wanted an excuse to be with him without Yuta. And it works. Taeil agrees, and then after that you and Taeil go to Pilates at a gym halfway between both of your places every Thursday.

But that’s just it. Just Pilates. No bright and beautiful relationship blossoms out of Pilates class. You still don’t see Taeil other than for class or unless you’re with Yuta, and that starts eating away at you because you really, really like Taeil.

“Maybe you should talk to him,” Yuta suggests one day. “Tell him how you feel.”

“No. Why would I do that?” You can’t make the first move that would be terrible. What if Taeil completely shoots you down?

Yuta rolls his eyes. “You like him, right? It’s been months now that the two of you have been friends, going to your Pilates class on Thursdays. Maybe you need to invite him to do something else, and while you’re there, talk to him about how you have feelings for him. I don’t know. Maybe he’s scared to make a move on you, and maybe he feels the same way. This is all weird to me, and I don’t like to know about my members’ romance lives. He’s my roommate, you’re my friend. I don’t know what advice to give you.”

He’s probably right. You’re kinda in love with Taeil by this point. You like everything about him, you miss him when you go too long without talking to him, and you want to tell him the most exciting parts of your day because every time you do Taeil always gets excited with you. You feel like your world got brighter after you met him.

But making the first move scares you.

Before you have the chance to even attempt to build up the nerve for it, you run into Taeil at your favorite cafe.

He’s sitting alone at a table, and at first you aren’t sure it’s him, but when they call your name for your drink, he looks up.

Taeil smiles at you and waves, so you claim your drink and walk over to him. “Hi, Taeil.”

“No Yuta today?” He asks with a hint of something sharp in his voice. “Aren’t the two of you attached at the hip.”

“Not really.” You laugh, a little surprised at his tone.

“It seems like you’re always together.”

You don’t feel like you are. Though, maybe most of the time you see Taeil, you are with Yuta or meeting up with Yuta or you mention plans to go hang out with Yuta. But it’s because being around Taeil makes you nervous, and when you’re nervously searching for a topic to talk about, you latch onto your mutual friend.

“I’ve got to go, I’m sorry,” Taeil says as he stands up suddenly, grabbing his drink and his phone from the table. “I’ll see you around.”

And then he’s gone, and you’re left standing there a little confused about what just happened.

The next time you see him is almost two weeks later.

Yuta invites you over to the dorm, telling you he’s tired of you pining after Taeil who keeps refusing to tag along when Yuta invites him to hang out with the two of you. “He can’t run away if we’re in the dorm.”

“We’re gonna drink,” Yuta tells you when you arrive. “So I hope you’re thirsty.”

A few of the other members are there too, everyone drinking and laughing, and when Taeil comes out to join in the drinking and laughing, you wonder if it’s wishful thinking alone that has you feeling like his eyes are on you as you laugh. The other members come and go until it’s just you, Yuta, and Taeil and you’re not drunk yet but you’re really close to it.

Yuta however has had his fill, so when he curls up on the sofa and passes out, you cover him up with a blanket and keep drinking with Taeil until you are drunk.

You wake some time the next day, squinting against the pale light, your head pounding, your mouth dry, and your body feeling very heavy and weighed down.

Because it is weighed down, you realize. There’s someone sleeping in this bed with you, their arm and leg sling over you.

You turn your head, and your gaze lands on Taeil.

“Oh, shit,” you whisper, trying to untangle yourself from his bedsheets, trying to make sure that you’re still clothed and that you didn’t have sex with him last night because if you have sex with Moon Taeil you would like to remember it.

You’re moving around wakes him up, his arm flexes around your middle, hand curling against your side in an attempt to draw you closer to him. And then he freezes. He opens his eyes and for a moment neither of you move, just staring at each other.

“Taeil,” you break the silence first, “Last night….”

“You crawled in here.” Taeil says quickly. “You were drunk, and since Yuta was passed out on the sofa, I tried to get you to sleep in his bed, but you just crawled in with me and immediately passed out. I wasn’t gonna try to move you. Nothing else happened. Thank God.”

Your heart sinks. Thank God, he’d said. Was the idea of anything more happening with you so disgusting to him?

Taeil must see your thoughts plain on your face because he quickly says, “I just mean, like, I would hate to face the wrath of your boyfriend.”

“My boyfriend?” When have you ever told Taeil you had a boyfriend? You’ve been single since before you met him.

“Yeah, Yuta’s a jealous guy ordinarily. Having you just sleeping in my bed is probably enough to set him off,” Taeil says. As if just then remember he his his arm around you, he suddenly pulls it back, putting some space between the two of you.

You want to reach over and drag his arm back around you, but you hold yourself back. “I don’t think Yuta would care at all if he found me here, not even if I was naked, not if we’d had sex. Because I’m not in a relationship with Yuta.”

Taeil scoffs. “Okay, but you basically are. The two of you are always together. Even if you aren’t in a relationship yet. Like, you’ve got to be in love with him at least to spend that much time together.”

You sit up and look down at him. “Taeil. I’m not in love with Yuta. I love you, idiot. Why do you think Yuta always invites you with him to hang out with me? Because I asked him to. And why I asked for your number?”

“I thought you were trying to make Yuta jealous with my number,” Taeil mumbles.

“And me asking you to come to Pilates classes with me? Taeil, honestly, I don’t like Pilates, but it’s an excuse so I get to see you at least once a week.” You sigh. “I really, really like you. Like a whole lot. Yuta’s been telling me I should confess to you, but I’ve been holding back because you didn’t really seem interested and—“

“I’m very interested.” Taeil cuts you off. “I just thought you were with Yuta, and I didn’t want to get in the way of that.”

“That’s so stupid,” you laugh, and you slide back down so you’re lying in the bed. “So you’re telling me this whole time we could’ve been something more if it wasn’t for this miscommunication?”

Taeil nods and he lifts his head up on his palm, looking down at you with a warm crescent smile. He asks, “Can I kiss you?”

“Oh, Mr.Moon.” You curl your fingers in the front of his shirt, lifting yourself up as he lowers his head. “You can do even more than that, if you want.”

Taeil’s lips meet yours in a sweet kiss, and you cling to him, grateful that the truth is out at last.

#asks #taeil drabbles #nct drabbles #I did decide to add one of the other prompts in here too bc I was like that one prompt is a little too general for me to think of a scenario #longer than like a paragraph #so prompt 158 is in here which is #they get jealous of you spending time with someone else

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avatarvyakara · 3 years

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Strands of Webbing

A Spiderverse Fanfic

Prompts 157-168

“Traversing the Web”

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157. Genealogy

"Richard and Mary Parker," says Peter B, writing the names at the top of a piece of paper next to his own.

Noir nods. "Same here. Never met them, though."

"Curtis Parker and Hida Haraka," says Peni.

"I think my mother's name was Susan? She left us a note next to the egg sac."

"Ranjit and Mina Prabhakar," says Pavitr.

"…Peter Parker and Marie-Jane Watson," says Mayday, pointedly.

"Reinhold and Miriam Pauker," says the Cob.

"Albert and Claire Reilly," says Mabel.

"…how did this start?" Miguel asks Miles, from the other side of the room.

The other Spider-Man shrugs. "They started talking about blood types in case anyone needs some for transfusions, and it turned into making a family tree."

Miguel blinks. "But…they're from different universes, so the blood would glitch out of existence inside their bodies anyway—"

"They'll figure it out," Gwen reassures him. "Eventually."

"Why's Pavitr there?"

"Apparently he's got some English blood on his mom's side and they think he might be related."

"And El Porquito?"

"He just turned up. He does that."

"And we wouldn't want it any other way," says Miguel fondly.

158. Tribute

Peni doesn't accept payment for her work. So whenever someone needs something, or has been given something, they leave her snacks and treats instead. Gray has a bit of a minor advantage here—the textures of smells and tastes work on overdrive in his world to counteract the sparsity of colour—and candy buttons from his universe are the most stolen item in her workshop. But she's also developed a taste for peda, which has started a minor black market trade from Pavitr and Roshni's worlds.

Miguel would happily accept payment for his work if literally any of the Spiders around here had any money.

("Put your wallet away, Porquito.")

159. Quarantine

"Dude, if your world's really shutting down because of a global plague…" Gwen begins.

Peter sighs. "Nah, it's fine, guys, it's fine. Spider-Man's still out at work, I can still write science articles, MJ's been editing papers, the villains have actually been lying low for the most part…the only thing that's a bit frustrating is that May gets cranky if she can't go out. Buuuut I think I've found a way around that."

"…Peter."

"What?"

"What?" says Miles, before the answer dawns on him. "Oh. Peter, you didn't…"

"What? She likes the fresh air. You can't get fresh air on the ground in this city." Peter lifts his ten-month-old daughter up to the camera. "Here, May, say hi to Auntie Gwen and Uncle Miles!"

"Baaah!" says May happily, on general principles.

"Aw, hi sweetie!" Gwen coos. "Look at how big you're getting! Peter B. Parker, we are not done here. How are you!"

"Gah!"

"She's gonna say my name first."

"Nuh-uh, it's gonna be me. Hey, May, it's Uncle Miles!"

"Mmmmah!"

"See?"

"You're already daddy's superhero," murmurs Peter to May, who giggles.

160. Student

"You can really teach me?"

The kid has potential, Olivia can admit that to herself. But Carolyn Trainer is a Doctor Octopus for a very different sort of world. She's much more into blending virtual reality and physical than looking for new ones. Reasonable, but not the most transferable of skills. Besides, she's already got a pretty good student back at home, even if she's still waiting for the right time to involve Mr. Morales in her…off-the-books research.

Still, she can definitely pass on a few tips.

"Well, I'll try, kid. First of all…actually, first and foremost, don't get too attached to your mentor figures. You might end up kidnapping them without their realizing it, then having a car thrown at you by their super-powered nephew whom you're now not allowed to kill yourself. That gets annoying."

"I…what?"

161. Forward

"This is Peter Pauker," says Miguel, prodding the Cob forward. "Please don't show him any pirate holos."

Peter, who looks like a half-crazed shaman with a moustache worthy of a cowboy, shiny white glasses, and a raggedy red cloak with a tight hood, is still looking around in astonishment.

"Welcome to Brooklyn, my man!" says Miles, cheerfully.

He's still in his spider-suit. So is Gwen, and Peter B., and Billy, and Ham.

Peter leans over to Miguel.

"You're sure I haven't just joined a cult of demons in Hell, right?"

"Seriously? Not to put too fine a point on it, but you're the one with the fangs."

"To be fair," says Miguel, "this is Brooklyn."

Miles looks mildly insulted. "Hey, not cool."

"What can I say, parcero, the Bronx has you beat no matter the century."

"Just please tell me Staten Island has remained the same," mutters the Cob. "We just managed to get rid of the British a few years ago. You know, the bad ones. It's still got that strength of spirit, right?"

The other Spiders look at one another.

"Dude," says Miles, putting a friendly hand on Peter's shoulder, "I am so sorry."

162. Gradation

“I’m serious,” Peter insists. “Whenever I’m around, the universe just won’t let people swear. If you think it’s a swear word, you can’t use it. It’s a curse. I’ll prove it.”

The pig goes to the fridge, and takes something out. “Miles, what delicious delicacy do I have in my hands?”

“Uh...applesauce?”

“Very good! Tall, dark, and breezy, your turn. What’s this?”

“Miles just said it was [bleep].”

The other Spiders blink.

“[Bleep]. [Bleep]. Jumping catfish, what the...[bleep]. [Bleep].”

“I rest my case,” says Peter, walking out of the room. (With his snack, of course.)

But not far enough that he doesn’t hear Noir suddenly roar, “GODDAMN APPLESAUCE!”

“Peter! Language!”

“...sorry.”

This is apparently too much for the other Spiders, who burst out laughing.

Being a cartoon is fun.

163. Similarity

Sometimes, diplomacy is required.

It's nearly midnight, it's probably somewhere in Japan in the mid-19th Century, and there's a spider-demon at the bottom of a crevice near a waterfall. Trying to hide.

Keep away!

It sounds deep and yet surprisingly feminine. It also manages to sound both alluring and deadly while at the same time conveying a terrible panic.

"Hey, hey, it's okay," calls Peni in what she hopes is the right Japanese for the time. (SP//dr's helping to translate and feeding her the words in her head, but it's not always perfect.) "I'm a friend. I'm not gonna hurt you."

Jorōgumo, down in the crevice, stares at her—and then shakes her many-eyed head in puzzlement.

You're…you're like me?

Peni smiles. "Kind of."

Jorōgumo waves her front legs around in confused despair. But…you're not like me. You're human. Nearly.

"Oh! That extra bit is probably from Takara here," she says, patting SP//dr on the leg. "We're SP//dr—that means, well, spider. We're best friends. And you're a jorōgumo, right? A golden orb spider?"

The spider-spirit nods, miserably. I didn't want to be. I still don't.

Peni sighs. "I don't think you have a choice. But it's okay, you're not alone. There's a whole bunch of us. We can help. It's going to be alright."

There's silence from the crevice.

Can you stop it from happening? whispers Jorōgumo. It gets so hungry. I try to only go after bad guys, but…it keeps coming back.

"I don't know," says Peni. "But I'll try. I promise you. Just…come out. It's okay."

There's a pause, and then a scuttling noise. Slowly but surely, the giant golden spider climbs out of the crevice. As it does, it changes into a young woman, wearing a raggedy red kimono with blue and white wave patterns. (It is August, after all.) She looks strangely familiar.

Peni holds out a hand, which the other Spider takes, and pulls her to the surface. It's not so bad a place, this waterfall, in the moonlight.

"My family name is Pākā. Pākā Peni." She beams, and bows.

The girl—she can't be much older than seventeen (or thirty, or seventy-five)—smiles nervously and bows as well.

"Haraka. Haraka Hida."

…well, that she wasn't expecting.

164. Magnetism

“He’s not too bad-looking,” muses Mayday. “You know, for a guy from the 18th Century.”

“He’s also your father,” says Hobie, bluntly. “Sort of.”

“May has a point, he is right comely,” muses Billy.

“...for you, I have no words.”

“Do you think someone should tell him those are replicas?”

“I want to see how long it takes him to find out.”

Peter Pauker, swinging away at what he knows to be automata dressed as pirates but hoping to put on a decent show for his new friends, is having the time of his life.

165. Dybbuk

"You're actually Peter Parker?" asks Olivia in amazement.

The Superior Spider-Man snorts. "Hardly. I merely took over his body and let his consciousness decay in my own dying form. I like to think I'm putting it to good use."

"As…Spider-Man."

"The Superior Spider-Man, thank you very much."

Well, someone’s proud.

"A psychic transfer…" muses Olivia. "Huh. Do you still have the schematics for that device?"

"I might do. But these are fascinating." Spider-Man is poking at her arms. "A fluid-filled polymer with pulses running through to control movement…oh, marvellous." The mask is removed. Peter Parker stares at her work with a peculiar interest that Olivia's only really seen in the mirror. Even Rosie and Carolyn and Luke were more interested in the person their counterpart was, rather than her tech. Not that she’s one to talk, give her science over people most days of the week, it’s just that it’s…

…actually she's not too sure how she feels about this.

"Guess you didn't need yours anymore, huh." She slowly retracts her arms.

"Oh, you'd be surprised,” says her counterpart, not seeming to notice. “I just swapped them out for a more…lightweight model. Not dissimilar to your own. Now," and Peter Parker sits down while Otto Octavius looks up, "what can you tell me about the multiverse?"

166. Crier

“HEAR YE, HEAR YE! THE MASKED DEMON KNOWN AS THE COB HAS ONCE AGAIN STRUCK UPON OUR BELOVED ISLE! TWO INNOCENT THIEVES WERE...innocent thieves, who wrote this garbage?...TWO INNOCENTS FRIGHTENED NEARLY TO DEATH BY THE SPAWN OF SATAN!”

“...wow,” says Mayday. “Old J. Jonah Jameson actually found his niche. Deafened by the sound of his own voice.”

Peter Pauker laughs, and they go back to leaping across the rooftops.

167. Mayfly

Life is measured differently in the ‘30s. Peter is nineteen; that’s old enough to hold a job, be working for several years, be an adult for two. His older counterpart is thirty-eight; by that age, Peter’s half-surprised he doesn’t have kids already. (Only half; Parker luck probably came into play.) Porker is...actually Porker is probably timeless, which is helpful because it marks him as that much less likely to die on the job. And the rest are just...okay, not children, nearly adults, but so small.

Peni sees it differently, he knows. What to him is the insurmountable gap of years she sees the same way as being born in different weeks of the same month. Kid’s basically got three times the lifespan he hopes for, six times the lifespan he expects. To her, they’re all kids.

(And yet she’s working a job deemed too risky for most adults even in her time. At fourteen—she started a year ago, same as him, but was bitten at nine. For him, a child; for her, basically a baby.

Sometimes he wonders whether her uncle, nice as he seems, actually is Doc Ock, only out to torment his own niece instead of the unsuspecting “lessers” of New York in general. He's half-worried that he'll find out her Aunt May looks like another super-villain—and one-eighth-worried that she wouldn't need to.)

168. First

It is Peter Pauker's terrible misfortune to be in his home dimension when a black portal opens in the air, and three figures drop out over the southern shore of Manhattan.

A black-and-white giant, flashes of red lightning crossing its featureless ebony face to make a hideous expression. A white wraith with terrible burning eyes, smallest—human height—and possibly most terrifying. An enormous black spider—no, not a spider, a harvestman.

They land on the nighttime rooftops, barely seeming to touch the surface.

itsnotthesamewithouthimisit

That's the giant's voice. It bypasses the ears and scares the mind into remembering it. It sounds…oddly feminine. And young. And familiar.

noitsnot

imisshimtoo

That's the harvestman, deep voice sinking through to the bone and freezing it solid. And also familiar.

focus

werenotgoingtoletKarnturningtraitorspoilourhunt

besides

weneedourstrength

theOneWorldsarecloserthanever

That's the wraith’s voice. Familiar, and terrifying for it, because Peter's heard that one in his own universe and he doesn't like the implications one little bit.

icansmellit

itsclose

The black one twitches, glitches, and suddenly is looking directly at Peter.

dontplaywithyourfoodtoday

letsjusteatit

The wraith again. She sounds distinctly annoyed.

icalldibs

The giant's lightning-mouth has split apart, revealing a deep red cavern and a deep black tongue.

youalwayscalldibs

The black harvestman is already spinning out a line of thread between its front limbs. It sounds amused.

imagrowingspider

ineedsomethingsweet

There’s no time for banter. Peter has two choices at this point. Make a jump, and try to fight off these monsters on his own. Or take the Gizmo Device and hide in another world. Get help.

He wouldn't be the Cob if he let others get hurt (again) for work he should be doing. The burden of capacity, Uncle Bernhard always called it.

“You dare to come to my world?” he shouts. “Stealing the voice of the woman I love? You are not welcome in this place, foul impersonators!”

The three demons look at him like cats watching a very angry one-legged mouse.

thevoiceofthewomanitloves

ihopeitsnotyouagainJennix

rememberthatlasttime

That’s...that’s Gwyneth’s voice. Twisted and warped, but it’s her.

hahahaaa

iremember

itwassofunny

iloveyouyouknowido

youcanfightit

iknowyourestillinthere

wellofcourseiamsilly

whereelsewouldibe

howdidittasteMorlun

High-pitched and giggly.

likeautumnleavestumblingthroughasilentcity

Rumbling and soft.

betyouthisonetasteslikecowardice

italreadyreeksoffear

theseshadowsgetmoreandmorerealisticeverytime

“Coward? Hah! Better insults have been spluttered by dying rats!”

oohfeisty

Peter draws his sword and revolver, and leaps. The Cob’s special abilities push him hundreds of feet into the sky...

It occurs to him, as he's high in the air, perhaps a split second too late, that perhaps he's still the Cob in spite of never backing away from a fight—

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wonpilsonefeel · 3 years

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Here’s a prompt list for request.

Ask for a minimum of one number (can be more) and pairing. Also add if you want it to be angst, smut or fluff.

ALSO MY ANON PART AINT WORKING BUT I WILL KEEP YALL ANON.

I didn’t come up with these prompts.

1. "How long have you been staring at that screen?"

2. "Do you really want to test me?"

3. "How did I end up watching this?"

4. “I’m sorry. I guess I’m just worried someone is going to take you away from me.”

5. “I just want to hug you and never let go.”

6. “You’re an adult! Act like it!”

7. “Did you seriously patch up a stab wound with scotch tape?”

9. “Are you stuck?”

10. “Man, you sure got knocked around a lot today.”

11. “Just the idea of anything happening to you makes me feel physically sick.”

12. A miscommunication leads to everyone being told Person A is dead, and Person B does not handle it well. When Person A shows up completely fine, Person B is overjoyed.

13. “It shouldn’t be physically possible for me to love you this much.”

14. “What would you do if I died?” “Can we not talk about this?”

15. “They’re too good for you.”

16. “You look so cute in pajamas

17. “You’re my favorite person ever.”

18. “I love you so much I don’t know what to do.”

19. “You need to be more careful!”

20. “Why are we on the roof?”

21. “I know it’s wrong, but I love you.”

22. Why are you like this?”

23. I can handle myself. You don’t need to protect me.”

24. I miss you.”

25. You are not fine, you’re bleeding!”

26. Look, I really screwed up and I need advice.”

27. I hope you’re here to apologize.” “Is there something you want to tell me?”

28. You are sick, therefore I am going to take care of you. End of discussion.

29. I’m fine. It was just a nightmare. You don’t need to worry.”

30. I just want to cuddle.”

31. Every day I get to spend with you is the best day.”

32. “Why are you looking at me like that?”

33. “You have the most amazing smile.”

34. “You’re just not intimidating. Sorry.”

35. “Stop whacking me with that stupid rubber chicken!”

36. “Stop kicking me under the table!”

37. “What are you, five?”

38. “I heard a loud sound. Are you okay?”

39. “Why are you wearing my shirt?”

40. “How on Earth did you get so muddy?”

41. “Close your eyes. Don’t peek.”

42. “You know, it’s hard to stay upset when I’m holding you this close.”

43. Person A spends the entire day throwing things at Person B, just for fun.

44. Person A keeps stealing Person B’s snacks.

45. You should really get some sleep.”

46. I just want to make sure you’re safe.”

47. I hate children. They’re the worst.”

48. If you’re happy, I’m happy.”

49. I wish you’d stop saying that.”

50. Person A tries (and fails) to convince everyone they aren’t in love with person B.

51. I’m having a long day, okay?”

52. Stop treating me like a child!”

53. I hate it when you rhyme my name with things.”

54.

55. Small kisses littered across the other’s face.

56. A small, fleeting kiss - which is immediately followed by a passionate, hungry kiss.

57. A breathy demand: “Kiss me” - and what the other person does to respond.

58. An accidental brush of lips followed by a pause and going back for another, on purpose.

59. Throwing their arms around the other person’s neck, hugging them close before kissing them passionately on the lips.

60. Wild, breathless kisses brought on by a heartfelt gift.

61. French kisses where they trace every tooth with their tongues as though trying to memorize them.

62. Laying a gentle kiss to the back of the other’s hand.

63. A kiss that lasts so long, they are sharing each other’s breaths.

64. A hello/good-bye kiss that is given without thinking - where neither person thinks twice about it.

65. Morning kisses that are exchanged before either person opens their eyes, kissing blindly until their lips meet in a blissful encounter.

66. Sneaking away to a hidden corner to share a secretive kiss.

67. Butterfly kisses against the other’s cheeks.

68. A kiss so desperate that the two wind around each other, refusing to let go until they are finished.

69. A fierce kiss that ends with a bite on the lip, soothing it with a lick.

70. One person pouting, only to have it removed by a kiss from the other person.

71. Tucking their hands beneath the other person’s shirt, just to watch them break the kiss and gasp in surprise at the sensation of cold/warm hands on their skin.

72. Teasing kisses where one person blows air into the other’s mouth and runs away.

73. One person stopping a kiss to ask “Do you want to do this?”, only to have the other person answer with a deeper, more passionate kiss.

74. Kissing in a stairwell, giving them an artificial height difference.

75. A chaste kiss given to each other because they are in mixed company.

76. A kiss that is leading to more, but is interrupted by a third party.

77. A kiss that tastes of the food/dessert they are eating.

78. Deep kisses where they have their hands tangled in each other’s hair to pull them closer.

79. Wet kisses after finding refuge from the rain.

80. Brushing a kiss along the shell of the other person’s ear.

81. Kisses exchanged while one person sits on the other’s lap.

82. One person tracing the other’s lips with a fingertip until they can’t resist any longer, tilting their chin towards them for a kiss.

83. Staring at each other’s lips for a moment before moving closer, as if drawn together by some unseen force.

84. Weak, sweaty kisses because it’s unbearably hot.

85. Pulling away from a kiss, whispering words of love against each other’s lips.

86. A kiss so passionate, so perfect - that after they part, neither person can open their eyes for a few moments afterwards.

87. An unexpected kiss that shocks the one receiving it.

88. Kisses that start on their fingers and run up their arm, eventually ending on their lips.

89. An awkward kiss given after a first date.

90. Starting with bunny kisses before moving on to soft kisses.

91. Cleaning the other person’s lips with a lick and a kiss.

92. Whispering “I love you” before a chaste, delicate kiss.

93. Kissing tears from the other’s face.

94. A gentle kiss that quickly descends into passion, with little regard for what’s going on around them.

95. Kisses shared under an umbrella.

96. Distracting kisses from someone that are meant to stop the other person from finishing their work, and give them kisses instead.

97. A kiss pressed to the top of the head.

98. Tentative kisses given in the dark.

99. Kisses exchanged as they move around, hitting the edges of tables or nearly tripping over things on the floor before making it to the sofa, or bed.

100. A lingering kiss before a long trip apart.

101. A kiss paired with a tight hug, knocking the breath out of the person being hugged.

102. One person has to bend down in order to kiss their partner, who is standing on their tip-toes to reach their partner’s.

103. Short and sweet kiss after meeting up for a date.

104. A kiss, followed by more that trail down the jaw and neck.

105.

106. Little one jumping in puddles wearing rain boots.

107. Shopping for nursery furniture for little one.

108. Holding the little one for the first time.

109. Being immensely proud when little one takes their first steps alone.

110. Little one’s first reaction to seeing/feeling snow.

111. Singing nursery rhymes to get little one to sleep.

112. Finger painting with little one.

113. Little one getting food all over their face.

114. Going on a walk together with little one.

115. Little one coming to sleep with you after having a bad dream.

116. Picking out little one’s first Halloween costume.

117. Little one’s first birthday.

118. Keeping little one from trying to eat crayons.

119. Little one’s first trip to the zoo or aquarium.

120. Showing little one a lightning bug for the first time.

121. Little one sticking their toes in their mouth.

122. Little one pulling on your hair with surprising strength.

123. Helping little one go down a slide at the park.

124. Little one needing an emergency bath.

125. Tickling little one’s chubby thighs until they laugh.

126. Singing songs and rocking little one to sleep.

127. Reading a book with little one on your lap.

128. Having to show little one that the food tastes good by having some too.

129. Playing airplane/train to get little one to open their mouth and take a bite of food.

130. Little one chasing after bubbles to pop them.

131. Playing peek-a-boo with little one.

132. Little one snuggling with a stuffed animal.

133. Playing “This Little Piggy” on little one’s toes.

134. Having little one help mix cookie dough.

135. Little one eating a slice of fruit and getting juice all down their chin.

136. Kissing little one where they got hurt to make the pain go away.

137. Little one stripping their clothes and running around in their diaper.

138. Waking up to little one crying out in their sleep.

139. Little one biting everything they can stick in their mouth as they teethe.

140. Little one sticking pretzel sticks up their nose.

141. Little one leaving sticky fingerprints on everything they touch.

142. Having little one help flip pancakes.

143. Giving little one a raspberry on their tummy after changing their diaper.

144. Watching little one go in and out of the kiddie pool.

145. Little one pointing out colors and shapes that they recognize.

146. Having little one wear their first formal wear.

147. Little one drifting off to sleep with a smile on their face.

148. Little one settling down after you finally figure out what they need.

149. Choosing little one’s name together.

150. Watching little one attempt to blow the seeds off a dandelion.

151. Little one getting in a laughing kick where everything is funny.

152. The first time little one picks their own outfit.

153. Little one chasing down the pet to rest their head on them and hold them tight.

154. Being unable to stay mad at little one when they give you puppy dog eyes.

155. Little one playing dress up with a grown-up set of shoes.

156.

157. Holding their hands when they are shaking.

158. Tucking the sheets around them when they stir during the night.

159. Traveling long distances just to see them.

160. Making their favorite meal when they are having a hard day.

161. Giving them a kiss before going to work and they are still in bed.

162. Tucking your head into their neck during a hug.

163. Lightly kissing on top of a freshly formed bruise.

164. Buying them something unrequested because it made you think of them.

165. Participating in their hobby even if it doesn’t personally interest you.

166. Sitting in comfortable silence while eating a meal.

167. Telling them a dumb joke just to see their smile.

168. Following their family traditions that they enjoy.

169. Playing your fingers through their hair while sitting next to them on the couch.

170. Singing and dancing to their favorite song.

171. Calming them down when they have a bad dream.

172. Having a tickle fight until you’re breathless.

173. Folding their clean laundry and putting it away.

174. Sharing a soft smile across a crowded room.

175. Bringing them a plate of their favorite sliced fruit.

176. Washing their back/hair in the shower.

177. Sharing your umbrella with them in the rain.

178. Listening to them while they vent.

179. Taking a picture together to print and hang later.

180. Tracing your names together in the sand.

181. Wearing clothes in their favorite color.

182. Doing a chore for them that you know they aren’t fond of.

183. Leaving a plate of food in the microwave for when they have a late shift.

184. Sharing a drink with them from the same straw.

185. Tucking their hair behind their ear to help them get it out of their face.

186. Helping scratch that itch on their back they can’t reach.

187. Pulling a chair out for them to sit down at the table.

188. Wrapping a blanket around them when they are sitting on the couch and watching a show.

189. Throwing away their piles of tissues when they have a cold.

190. Mending an item of their clothing that was ripped.

191. Running out in the middle of the night to get a food item they’re craving.

192. Helping brush their hair after a shower.

193. Making sure to be quiet while they’re taking a nap.

194. Letting them warm their cold hands under your shirt.

195. Giving them your dessert when you eat out because it’s their favorite.

196. Making a goofy face until they notice and laugh.

197. Giving them space when they express wanting to have some time alone.

198. Holding their hand while walking, even if there isn’t a crowd.

199. Holding shopping bags that are too heavy for them.

200. Standing between them and a busy road.

201. Rubbing the back of their hand with a thumb.

202. Giving them a back massage when they flop on the couch or bed.

203. Staying up half the night to finish a game with them.

204. Getting them a coffee just the way they like it.

205. Giving them a tight hug that makes them lose their breath.

206. Buying them a special treat when you go out shopping.

#day6 drabble #nct drabble #exo fluff #seventeen #monsta x #taeyong drabble #wonpil drabble #suho smut #vernon imagine #kpop scenarios #bts imagines #stray kids #got7 #ateez fanfic

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mycheese-tasted-like-applepie · 2 years

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Prompt List Part 2

Made a second part to my other prompt list. Yay! One hundred new ones to choose from!💖 Not my original ideas

#101 “What about your family?”

#102 “So, all this time, you’ve lied to me?”

#103 “I can’t even look at you.”

#104 “It would be better if you stayed away from me.”

#105 “There is no power in this world which can stop me from taking you away. All you have to do is say yes.”

#106 “Perhaps this is the end of our story.”

#107 “If I ask you to kiss me in front of all these people, would you do it?”

#108 “When you love something, you protect it.”

#109 “Why wouldn’t I save you?”

#110 “Listen to me...I need to get back out there, but I promise you, I’ll be right back, okay? All I want you to do is stay hidden, and I’ll be back before you know it.”

#111 “I knew you’d feel guilty, but you do understand I would bear over a thousand wounds if it meant keeping you safe, don’t you?”

#112 “I swear to you, as long as you’re by my side, you’ll never be harmed.”

#113 “I’m going to protect you now. Because that’s what we do with the ones we love, we keep them safe.”

#114 “I don’t even remember why we used to fight so much.”

#115 “Why didn’t you kill me when you had the chance?”

#116 “You know, you’re really hot when you’re angry.”

#117 “I’m tired of having to pretend we hate each other.”

#118 “You bring out the good in me.”

#119 “We can’t help who we fall in love with.”

#120 “There it is, there’s that smile.”

#121 “I’m not afraid of you.”

#122 “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you smile.”

#123 “You’re lucky that you’re cute.”

#124 “Is that my shirt?”

#125 “Nope. Puppy dog eyes aren’t going to work this time.”

#126 “Thanks to you, I know what it means to love again.”

#127 “Here we are. Home sweet home.”

#128 “You know I only tease you cause I love you.”

#129 “You’re not burdening me, my love. Taking care of you is my responsibility.”

#130 "Your child's been kicking me all day."

#131 "Well, we're officially a family now."

#132 "Do you think I'll make a good father?"

#133 "The first one is always an adventure."

#134 "Is there something you wanted to tell me?"

#135 "This is as much your child as it is mine and that will never change."

#136 "It really is a miracle, isn't it?"

#137 "Can you feel that?"

#138 "It was just one time."

#139 "I just want you and our baby to be safe."

#140 "Try walking, I hear it helps."

#141 "We can be scared together."

#142 "I know I'm going to love her/him/them, 'cause I love her/his/their mother, so damn much."

#143 "Where the hell have you been?"

#144 "Who's ready to have a baby?"

#145 "Just hold my hand and breathe through it."

#146 "Congrats/Congratulations it's a boy/girl."

#147 "I took ten pregnancy tests, they don't lie."

#148 “I have a small human being depending on me to grow strong and healthy for a whole nine months, what’s to stress about, right?”

#149 "At the end of the day that's what matters, family."

#150 “I definitely felt a kick now.”

#151 "I/You look ready to pop."

#152 “Could you pick that up for me?”

#153 “Be honest, am I still sexy to you?”

#154 “Really, the bump turns you on?”

#155 “The baby loves hearing you speak/your singing.”

#156 “It soothes the baby when you talk/sing/tell a story to him/her/them.”

#157 “We’re not having ‘Junior’ in our kid’s name.”

#158 “I can’t wait to hold him/her/them.”

#159 “When are you due?” / “When is the baby due?”

#160 "If I had kids, I wouldn't want them with anyone but you."

#161 "Try having sex."

#162 "I just wanted that glow."

#163 “The baby is coming.”

#164 "You handled that situation perfectly."

#165 "Your eyes are stunning."

#166 "Your opinion is important to me."

#167 "You're always saying the right words."

#168 “Why should I trust you again?”

#169 “We were never meant to be.”

#170 “Our relationship/friendship ends now.”

#171 “Of all people, why was it you who hurt me?”

#172 "Don't even pretend not to know how incredibly sexy and amazing you are."

#173 "No, you idiot. I love you."

#174 "Your hand feels so natural in mine. It's like the gaps in mine were made for your hand."

#175 "How did I not see it before? I am... falling in love with you. God, what a fool I am."

#176 "How did this happen? I was never meant to fall for you."

#177 “I can’t help but feel jealous when you turn and smile at anyone else”

#178 “I just wish you’d asked me first.”

#179 “Shut up and hold me.”

#180 “Can you quit being sappy for five seconds?”

#181 “It wasn’t supposed to end this way.”

#182 “Look me in the eyes and repeat what you just said.”

#183 “Would you do the same for me?”

#184 “I’m sorry, you’re so pretty I forgot what I was going to say.”

#185 “Sorry… your hair was in your face… thought I should move it so I could see you better.”

#186 “C'mere, I don't mind letting you sleep on me.”

#187 “I'm right here; I won't leave your side. Go back to sleep, darling.”

#188 “I love you. I always have and I always will.”

#189 “Why did you have to go and fall in love with me?”

#190 “How many love letters have you written for me and kept to yourself?”

#191 “I've never felt so strongly about someone before. I'm terrified.”

#192 "Part of me wants to keep the promise I made to myself...the other half wants to say 'screw it'."

#193 “I know we’re not... friends or anything, but... I’m here for you, if you need someone to talk to.”

#194 “Is that guy bothering you?”

#195 “Kiss me until I’m dizzy.”

#196 “A little bit of me, a little bit of you.”

#197 “Do you ever think about your future kids?”

#198 “You really are your [mother/father]’s child.”

#199 “They won’t stop crying and, in a minute, I think I am going to start crying.”

#200 “It is way past your bedtime little one, say goodnight to daddy.”

#bbc merlin #merlin #merlin x reader #merlin imagines #prompt list

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gabriels-wings-of-freedom · 2 years

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Prompt List Part 2

Made a second part to my other prompt list. Yay! One hundred new ones to choose from!💖 Not my original ideas

#101 “What about your family?”

#102 “So, all this time, you’ve lied to me?”

#103 “I can’t even look at you.”

#104 “It would be better if you stayed away from me.”

#105 “There is no power in this world which can stop me from taking you away. All you have to do is say yes.”

#106 “Perhaps this is the end of our story.”

#107 “If I ask you to kiss me in front of all these people, would you do it?”

#108 “When you love something, you protect it.”

#109 “Why wouldn’t I save you?”

#110 “Listen to me...I need to get back out there, but I promise you, I’ll be right back, okay? All I want you to do is stay hidden, and I’ll be back before you know it.”

#111 “I knew you’d feel guilty, but you do understand I would bear over a thousand wounds if it meant keeping you safe, don’t you?”

#112 “I swear to you, as long as you’re by my side, you’ll never be harmed.”

#113 “I’m going to protect you now. Because that’s what we do with the ones we love, we keep them safe.”

#114 “I don’t even remember why we used to fight so much.”

#115 “Why didn’t you kill me when you had the chance?”

#116 “You know, you’re really hot when you’re angry.”

#117 “I’m tired of having to pretend we hate each other.”

#118 “You bring out the good in me.”

#119 “We can’t help who we fall in love with.”

#120 “There it is, there’s that smile.”

#121 “I’m not afraid of you.”

#122 “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you smile.”

#123 “You’re lucky that you’re cute.”

#124 “Is that my shirt?”

#125 “Nope. Puppy dog eyes aren’t going to work this time.”

#126 “Thanks to you, I know what it means to love again.”

#127 “Here we are. Home sweet home.”

#128 “You know I only tease you cause I love you.”

#129 “You’re not burdening me, my love. Taking care of you is my responsibility.”

#130 "Your child's been kicking me all day."

#131 "Well, we're officially a family now."

#132 "Do you think I'll make a good father?"

#133 "The first one is always an adventure."

#134 "Is there something you wanted to tell me?"

#135 "This is as much your child as it is mine and that will never change."

#136 "It really is a miracle, isn't it?"

#137 "Can you feel that?"

#138 "It was just one time."

#139 "I just want you and our baby to be safe."

#140 "Try walking, I hear it helps."

#141 "We can be scared together."

#142 "I know I'm going to love her/him/them, 'cause I love her/his/their mother, so damn much."

#143 "Where the hell have you been?"

#144 "Who's ready to have a baby?"

#145 "Just hold my hand and breathe through it."

#146 "Congrats/Congratulations it's a boy/girl."

#147 "I took ten pregnancy tests, they don't lie."

#148 “I have a small human being depending on me to grow strong and healthy for a whole nine months, what’s to stress about, right?”

#149 "At the end of the day that's what matters, family."

#150 “I definitely felt a kick now.”

#151 "I/You look ready to pop."

#152 “Could you pick that up for me?”

#153 “Be honest, am I still sexy to you?”

#154 “Really, the bump turns you on?”

#155 “The baby loves hearing you speak/your singing.”

#156 “It soothes the baby when you talk/sing/tell a story to him/her/them.”

#157 “We’re not having ‘Junior’ in our kid’s name.”

#158 “I can’t wait to hold him/her/them.”

#159 “When are you due?” / “When is the baby due?”

#160 "If I had kids, I wouldn't want them with anyone but you."

#161 "Try having sex."

#162 "I just wanted that glow."

#163 “The baby is coming.”

#164 "You handled that situation perfectly."

#165 "Your eyes are stunning."

#166 "Your opinion is important to me."

#167 "You're always saying the right words."

#168 “Why should I trust you again?”

#169 “We were never meant to be.”

#170 “Our relationship/friendship ends now.”

#171 “Of all people, why was it you who hurt me?”

#172 "Don't even pretend not to know how incredibly sexy and amazing you are."

#173 "No, you idiot. I love you."

#174 "Your hand feels so natural in mine. It's like the gaps in mine were made for your hand."

#175 "How did I not see it before? I am... falling in love with you. God, what a fool I am."

#176 "How did this happen? I was never meant to fall for you."

#177 “I can’t help but feel jealous when you turn and smile at anyone else”

#178 “I just wish you’d asked me first.”

#179 “Shut up and hold me.”

#180 “Can you quit being sappy for five seconds?”

#181 “It wasn’t supposed to end this way.”

#182 “Look me in the eyes and repeat what you just said.”

#183 “Would you do the same for me?”

#184 “I’m sorry, you’re so pretty I forgot what I was going to say.”

#185 “Sorry… your hair was in your face… thought I should move it so I could see you better.”

#186 “C'mere, I don't mind letting you sleep on me.”

#187 “I'm right here; I won't leave your side. Go back to sleep, darling.”

#188 “I love you. I always have and I always will.”

#189 “Why did you have to go and fall in love with me?”

#190 “How many love letters have you written for me and kept to yourself?”

#191 “I've never felt so strongly about someone before. I'm terrified.”

#192 "Part of me wants to keep the promise I made to myself...the other half wants to say 'screw it'."

#193 “I know we’re not... friends or anything, but... I’m here for you, if you need someone to talk to.”

#194 “Is that guy bothering you?”

#195 “Kiss me until I’m dizzy.”

#196 “A little bit of me, a little bit of you.”

#197 “Do you ever think about your future kids?”

#198 “You really are your [mother/father]’s child.”

#199 “They won’t stop crying and, in a minute, I think I am going to start crying.”

#200 “It is way past your bedtime little one, say goodnight to daddy.”

#supernatural #supernatural imagines #supernatural x reader #prompt list

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heisenberg-simp257 · 2 years

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Prompt List Part 2

Made a second part to my other prompt list. Yay! One hundred new ones to choose from!💖 Not my original ideas

#101 “What about your family?”

#102 “So, all this time, you’ve lied to me?”

#103 “I can’t even look at you.”

#104 “It would be better if you stayed away from me.”

#105 “There is no power in this world which can stop me from taking you away. All you have to do is say yes.”

#106 “Perhaps this is the end of our story.”

#107 “If I ask you to kiss me in front of all these people, would you do it?”

#108 “When you love something, you protect it.”

#109 “Why wouldn’t I save you?”

#110 “Listen to me...I need to get back out there, but I promise you, I’ll be right back, okay? All I want you to do is stay hidden, and I’ll be back before you know it.”

#111 “I knew you’d feel guilty, but you do understand I would bear over a thousand wounds if it meant keeping you safe, don’t you?”

#112 “I swear to you, as long as you’re by my side, you’ll never be harmed.”

#113 “I’m going to protect you now. Because that’s what we do with the ones we love, we keep them safe.”

#114 “I don’t even remember why we used to fight so much.”

#115 “Why didn’t you kill me when you had the chance?”

#116 “You know, you’re really hot when you’re angry.”

#117 “I’m tired of having to pretend we hate each other.”

#118 “You bring out the good in me.”

#119 “We can’t help who we fall in love with.”

#120 “There it is, there’s that smile.”

#121 “I’m not afraid of you.”

#122 “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you smile.”

#123 “You’re lucky that you’re cute.”

#124 “Is that my shirt?”

#125 “Nope. Puppy dog eyes aren’t going to work this time.”

#126 “Thanks to you, I know what it means to love again.”

#127 “Here we are. Home sweet home.”

#128 “You know I only tease you cause I love you.”

#129 “You’re not burdening me, my love. Taking care of you is my responsibility.”

#130 "Your child's been kicking me all day."

#131 "Well, we're officially a family now."

#132 "Do you think I'll make a good father?"

#133 "The first one is always an adventure."

#134 "Is there something you wanted to tell me?"

#135 "This is as much your child as it is mine and that will never change."

#136 "It really is a miracle, isn't it?"

#137 "Can you feel that?"

#138 "It was just one time."

#139 "I just want you and our baby to be safe."

#140 "Try walking, I hear it helps."

#141 "We can be scared together."

#142 "I know I'm going to love her/him/them, 'cause I love her/his/their mother, so damn much."

#143 "Where the hell have you been?"

#144 "Who's ready to have a baby?"

#145 "Just hold my hand and breathe through it."

#146 "Congrats/Congratulations it's a boy/girl."

#147 "I took ten pregnancy tests, they don't lie."

#148 “I have a small human being depending on me to grow strong and healthy for a whole nine months, what’s to stress about, right?”

#149 "At the end of the day that's what matters, family."

#150 “I definitely felt a kick now.”

#151 "I/You look ready to pop."

#152 “Could you pick that up for me?”

#153 “Be honest, am I still sexy to you?”

#154 “Really, the bump turns you on?”

#155 “The baby loves hearing you speak/your singing.”

#156 “It soothes the baby when you talk/sing/tell a story to him/her/them.”

#157 “We’re not having ‘Junior’ in our kid’s name.”

#158 “I can’t wait to hold him/her/them.”

#159 “When are you due?” / “When is the baby due?”

#160 "If I had kids, I wouldn't want them with anyone but you."

#161 "Try having sex."

#162 "I just wanted that glow."

#163 “The baby is coming.”

#164 "You handled that situation perfectly."

#165 "Your eyes are stunning."

#166 "Your opinion is important to me."

#167 "You're always saying the right words."

#168 “Why should I trust you again?”

#169 “We were never meant to be.”

#170 “Our relationship/friendship ends now.”

#171 “Of all people, why was it you who hurt me?”

#172 "Don't even pretend not to know how incredibly sexy and amazing you are."

#173 "No, you idiot. I love you."

#174 "Your hand feels so natural in mine. It's like the gaps in mine were made for your hand."

#175 "How did I not see it before? I am... falling in love with you. God, what a fool I am."

#176 "How did this happen? I was never meant to fall for you."

#177 “I can’t help but feel jealous when you turn and smile at anyone else”

#178 “I just wish you’d asked me first.”

#179 “Shut up and hold me.”

#180 “Can you quit being sappy for five seconds?”

#181 “It wasn’t supposed to end this way.”

#182 “Look me in the eyes and repeat what you just said.”

#183 “Would you do the same for me?”

#184 “I’m sorry, you’re so pretty I forgot what I was going to say.”

#185 “Sorry… your hair was in your face… thought I should move it so I could see you better.”

#186 “C'mere, I don't mind letting you sleep on me.”

#187 “I'm right here; I won't leave your side. Go back to sleep, darling.”

#188 “I love you. I always have and I always will.”

#189 “Why did you have to go and fall in love with me?”

#190 “How many love letters have you written for me and kept to yourself?”

#191 “I've never felt so strongly about someone before. I'm terrified.”

#192 "Part of me wants to keep the promise I made to myself...the other half wants to say 'screw it'."

#193 “I know we’re not... friends or anything, but... I’m here for you, if you need someone to talk to.”

#194 “Is that guy bothering you?”

#195 “Kiss me until I’m dizzy.”

#196 “A little bit of me, a little bit of you.”

#197 “Do you ever think about your future kids?”

#198 “You really are your [mother/father]’s child.”

#199 “They won’t stop crying and, in a minute, I think I am going to start crying.”

#200 “It is way past your bedtime little one, say goodnight to daddy.”

#resident evil #resident evil imagines #resident evil village #resident evil village imagines #prompt list

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red-dead-do-over246 · 2 years

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Prompt List Part 2

Made a second part to my other prompt list. Yay! One hundred new ones to choose from!💖 Not my original ideas

#101 “What about your family?”

#102 “So, all this time, you’ve lied to me?”

#103 “I can’t even look at you.”

#104 “It would be better if you stayed away from me.”

#105 “There is no power in this world which can stop me from taking you away. All you have to do is say yes.”

#106 “Perhaps this is the end of our story.”

#107 “If I ask you to kiss me in front of all these people, would you do it?”

#108 “When you love something, you protect it.”

#109 “Why wouldn’t I save you?”

#110 “Listen to me...I need to get back out there, but I promise you, I’ll be right back, okay? All I want you to do is stay hidden, and I’ll be back before you know it.”

#111 “I knew you’d feel guilty, but you do understand I would bear over a thousand wounds if it meant keeping you safe, don’t you?”

#112 “I swear to you, as long as you’re by my side, you’ll never be harmed.”

#113 “I’m going to protect you now. Because that’s what we do with the ones we love, we keep them safe.”

#114 “I don’t even remember why we used to fight so much.”

#115 “Why didn’t you kill me when you had the chance?”

#116 “You know, you’re really hot when you’re angry.”

#117 “I’m tired of having to pretend we hate each other.”

#118 “You bring out the good in me.”

#119 “We can’t help who we fall in love with.”

#120 “There it is, there’s that smile.”

#121 “I’m not afraid of you.”

#122 “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you smile.”

#123 “You’re lucky that you’re cute.”

#124 “Is that my shirt?”

#125 “Nope. Puppy dog eyes aren’t going to work this time.”

#126 “Thanks to you, I know what it means to love again.”

#127 “Here we are. Home sweet home.”

#128 “You know I only tease you cause I love you.”

#129 “You’re not burdening me, my love. Taking care of you is my responsibility.”

#130 "Your child's been kicking me all day."

#131 "Well, we're officially a family now."

#132 "Do you think I'll make a good father?"

#133 "The first one is always an adventure."

#134 "Is there something you wanted to tell me?"

#135 "This is as much your child as it is mine and that will never change."

#136 "It really is a miracle, isn't it?"

#137 "Can you feel that?"

#138 "It was just one time."

#139 "I just want you and our baby to be safe."

#140 "Try walking, I hear it helps."

#141 "We can be scared together."

#142 "I know I'm going to love her/him/them, 'cause I love her/his/their mother, so damn much."

#143 "Where the hell have you been?"

#144 "Who's ready to have a baby?"

#145 "Just hold my hand and breathe through it."

#146 "Congrats/Congratulations it's a boy/girl."

#147 "I took ten pregnancy tests, they don't lie."

#148 “I have a small human being depending on me to grow strong and healthy for a whole nine months, what’s to stress about, right?”

#149 "At the end of the day that's what matters, family."

#150 “I definitely felt a kick now.”

#151 "I/You look ready to pop."

#152 “Could you pick that up for me?”

#153 “Be honest, am I still sexy to you?”

#154 “Really, the bump turns you on?”

#155 “The baby loves hearing you speak/your singing.”

#156 “It soothes the baby when you talk/sing/tell a story to him/her/them.”

#157 “We’re not having ‘Junior’ in our kid’s name.”

#158 “I can’t wait to hold him/her/them.”

#159 “When are you due?” / “When is the baby due?”

#160 "If I had kids, I wouldn't want them with anyone but you."

#161 "Try having sex."

#162 "I just wanted that glow."

#163 “The baby is coming.”

#164 "You handled that situation perfectly."

#165 "Your eyes are stunning."

#166 "Your opinion is important to me."

#167 "You're always saying the right words."

#168 “Why should I trust you again?”

#169 “We were never meant to be.”

#170 “Our relationship/friendship ends now.”

#171 “Of all people, why was it you who hurt me?”

#172 "Don't even pretend not to know how incredibly sexy and amazing you are."

#173 "No, you idiot. I love you."

#174 "Your hand feels so natural in mine. It's like the gaps in mine were made for your hand."

#175 "How did I not see it before? I am... falling in love with you. God, what a fool I am."

#176 "How did this happen? I was never meant to fall for you."

#177 “I can’t help but feel jealous when you turn and smile at anyone else”

#178 “I just wish you’d asked me first.”

#179 “Shut up and hold me.”

#180 “Can you quit being sappy for five seconds?”

#181 “It wasn’t supposed to end this way.”

#182 “Look me in the eyes and repeat what you just said.”

#183 “Would you do the same for me?”

#184 “I’m sorry, you’re so pretty I forgot what I was going to say.”

#185 “Sorry… your hair was in your face… thought I should move it so I could see you better.”

#186 “C'mere, I don't mind letting you sleep on me.”

#187 “I'm right here; I won't leave your side. Go back to sleep, darling.”

#188 “I love you. I always have and I always will.”

#189 “Why did you have to go and fall in love with me?”

#190 “How many love letters have you written for me and kept to yourself?”

#191 “I've never felt so strongly about someone before. I'm terrified.”

#192 "Part of me wants to keep the promise I made to myself...the other half wants to say 'screw it'."

#193 “I know we’re not... friends or anything, but... I’m here for you, if you need someone to talk to.”

#194 “Is that guy bothering you?”

#195 “Kiss me until I’m dizzy.”

#196 “A little bit of me, a little bit of you.”

#197 “Do you ever think about your future kids?”

#198 “You really are your [mother/father]’s child.”

#199 “They won’t stop crying and, in a minute, I think I am going to start crying.”

#200 “It is way past your bedtime little one, say goodnight to daddy.”

#red dead redemption 2 x reader #red dead redemption 2 #rdr2 #rdr2 x reader #prompt list

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thewitcheress2389 · 2 years

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Prompt List Part 2

Made a second part to my other prompt list. Yay! One hundred new ones to choose from!💖 Not my original ideas

#101 “What about your family?”

#102 “So, all this time, you’ve lied to me?”

#103 “I can’t even look at you.”

#104 “It would be better if you stayed away from me.”

#105 “There is no power in this world which can stop me from taking you away. All you have to do is say yes.”

#106 “Perhaps this is the end of our story.”

#107 “If I ask you to kiss me in front of all these people, would you do it?”

#108 “When you love something, you protect it.”

#109 “Why wouldn’t I save you?”

#110 “Listen to me...I need to get back out there, but I promise you, I’ll be right back, okay? All I want you to do is stay hidden, and I’ll be back before you know it.”

#111 “I knew you’d feel guilty, but you do understand I would bear over a thousand wounds if it meant keeping you safe, don’t you?”

#112 “I swear to you, as long as you’re by my side, you’ll never be harmed.”

#113 “I’m going to protect you now. Because that’s what we do with the ones we love, we keep them safe.”

#114 “I don’t even remember why we used to fight so much.”

#115 “Why didn’t you kill me when you had the chance?”

#116 “You know, you’re really hot when you’re angry.”

#117 “I’m tired of having to pretend we hate each other.”

#118 “You bring out the good in me.”

#119 “We can’t help who we fall in love with.”

#120 “There it is, there’s that smile.”

#121 “I’m not afraid of you.”

#122 “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you smile.”

#123 “You’re lucky that you’re cute.”

#124 “Is that my shirt?”

#125 “Nope. Puppy dog eyes aren’t going to work this time.”

#126 “Thanks to you, I know what it means to love again.”

#127 “Here we are. Home sweet home.”

#128 “You know I only tease you cause I love you.”

#129 “You’re not burdening me, my love. Taking care of you is my responsibility.”

#130 "Your child's been kicking me all day."

#131 "Well, we're officially a family now."

#132 "Do you think I'll make a good father?"

#133 "The first one is always an adventure."

#134 "Is there something you wanted to tell me?"

#135 "This is as much your child as it is mine and that will never change."

#136 "It really is a miracle, isn't it?"

#137 "Can you feel that?"

#138 "It was just one time."

#139 "I just want you and our baby to be safe."

#140 "Try walking, I hear it helps."

#141 "We can be scared together."

#142 "I know I'm going to love her/him/them, 'cause I love her/his/their mother, so damn much."

#143 "Where the hell have you been?"

#144 "Who's ready to have a baby?"

#145 "Just hold my hand and breathe through it."

#146 "Congrats/Congratulations it's a boy/girl."

#147 "I took ten pregnancy tests, they don't lie."

#148 “I have a small human being depending on me to grow strong and healthy for a whole nine months, what’s to stress about, right?”

#149 "At the end of the day that's what matters, family."

#150 “I definitely felt a kick now.”

#151 "I/You look ready to pop."

#152 “Could you pick that up for me?”

#153 “Be honest, am I still sexy to you?”

#154 “Really, the bump turns you on?”

#155 “The baby loves hearing you speak/your singing.”

#156 “It soothes the baby when you talk/sing/tell a story to him/her/them.”

#157 “We’re not having ‘Junior’ in our kid’s name.”

#158 “I can’t wait to hold him/her/them.”

#159 “When are you due?” / “When is the baby due?”

#160 "If I had kids, I wouldn't want them with anyone but you."

#161 "Try having sex."

#162 "I just wanted that glow."

#163 “The baby is coming.”

#164 "You handled that situation perfectly."

#165 "Your eyes are stunning."

#166 "Your opinion is important to me."

#167 "You're always saying the right words."

#168 “Why should I trust you again?”

#169 “We were never meant to be.”

#170 “Our relationship/friendship ends now.”

#171 “Of all people, why was it you who hurt me?”

#172 "Don't even pretend not to know how incredibly sexy and amazing you are."

#173 "No, you idiot. I love you."

#174 "Your hand feels so natural in mine. It's like the gaps in mine were made for your hand."

#175 "How did I not see it before? I am... falling in love with you. God, what a fool I am."

#176 "How did this happen? I was never meant to fall for you."

#177 “I can’t help but feel jealous when you turn and smile at anyone else”

#178 “I just wish you’d asked me first.”

#179 “Shut up and hold me.”

#180 “Can you quit being sappy for five seconds?”

#181 “It wasn’t supposed to end this way.”

#182 “Look me in the eyes and repeat what you just said.”

#183 “Would you do the same for me?”

#184 “I’m sorry, you’re so pretty I forgot what I was going to say.”

#185 “Sorry… your hair was in your face… thought I should move it so I could see you better.”

#186 “C'mere, I don't mind letting you sleep on me.”

#187 “I'm right here; I won't leave your side. Go back to sleep, darling.”

#188 “I love you. I always have and I always will.”

#189 “Why did you have to go and fall in love with me?”

#190 “How many love letters have you written for me and kept to yourself?”

#191 “I've never felt so strongly about someone before. I'm terrified.”

#192 "Part of me wants to keep the promise I made to myself...the other half wants to say 'screw it'."

#193 “I know we’re not... friends or anything, but... I’m here for you, if you need someone to talk to.”

#194 “Is that guy bothering you?”

#195 “Kiss me until I’m dizzy.”

#196 “A little bit of me, a little bit of you.”

#197 “Do you ever think about your future kids?”

#198 “You really are your [mother/father]’s child.”

#199 “They won’t stop crying and, in a minute, I think I am going to start crying.”

#200 “It is way past your bedtime little one, say goodnight to daddy.”

#prompt list #the witcher #the witcher imagine #the witcher x reader

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irvin-mybeloved · 2 years

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Prompt List Part 2

Made a second part to my other prompt list. Yay! One hundred new ones to choose from!💖 Not my original ideas

#101 “What about your family?”

#102 “So, all this time, you’ve lied to me?”

#103 “I can’t even look at you.”

#104 “It would be better if you stayed away from me.”

#105 “There is no power in this world which can stop me from taking you away. All you have to do is say yes.”

#106 “Perhaps this is the end of our story.”

#107 “If I ask you to kiss me in front of all these people, would you do it?”

#108 “When you love something, you protect it.”

#109 “Why wouldn’t I save you?”

#110 “Listen to me...I need to get back out there, but I promise you, I’ll be right back, okay? All I want you to do is stay hidden, and I’ll be back before you know it.”

#111 “I knew you’d feel guilty, but you do understand I would bear over a thousand wounds if it meant keeping you safe, don’t you?”

#112 “I swear to you, as long as you’re by my side, you’ll never be harmed.”

#113 “I’m going to protect you now. Because that’s what we do with the ones we love, we keep them safe.”

#114 “I don’t even remember why we used to fight so much.”

#115 “Why didn’t you kill me when you had the chance?”

#116 “You know, you’re really hot when you’re angry.”

#117 “I’m tired of having to pretend we hate each other.”

#118 “You bring out the good in me.”

#119 “We can’t help who we fall in love with.”

#120 “There it is, there’s that smile.”

#121 “I’m not afraid of you.”

#122 “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you smile.”

#123 “You’re lucky that you’re cute.”

#124 “Is that my shirt?”

#125 “Nope. Puppy dog eyes aren’t going to work this time.”

#126 “Thanks to you, I know what it means to love again.”

#127 “Here we are. Home sweet home.”

#128 “You know I only tease you cause I love you.”

#129 “You’re not burdening me, my love. Taking care of you is my responsibility.”

#130 "Your child's been kicking me all day."

#131 "Well, we're officially a family now."

#132 "Do you think I'll make a good father?"

#133 "The first one is always an adventure."

#134 "Is there something you wanted to tell me?"

#135 "This is as much your child as it is mine and that will never change."

#136 "It really is a miracle, isn't it?"

#137 "Can you feel that?"

#138 "It was just one time."

#139 "I just want you and our baby to be safe."

#140 "Try walking, I hear it helps."

#141 "We can be scared together."

#142 "I know I'm going to love her/him/them, 'cause I love her/his/their mother, so damn much."

#143 "Where the hell have you been?"

#144 "Who's ready to have a baby?"

#145 "Just hold my hand and breathe through it."

#146 "Congrats/Congratulations it's a boy/girl."

#147 "I took ten pregnancy tests, they don't lie."

#148 “I have a small human being depending on me to grow strong and healthy for a whole nine months, what’s to stress about, right?”

#149 "At the end of the day that's what matters, family."

#150 “I definitely felt a kick now.”

#151 "I/You look ready to pop."

#152 “Could you pick that up for me?”

#153 “Be honest, am I still sexy to you?”

#154 “Really, the bump turns you on?”

#155 “The baby loves hearing you speak/your singing.”

#156 “It soothes the baby when you talk/sing/tell a story to him/her/them.”

#157 “We’re not having ‘Junior’ in our kid’s name.”

#158 “I can’t wait to hold him/her/them.”

#159 “When are you due?” / “When is the baby due?”

#160 "If I had kids, I wouldn't want them with anyone but you."

#161 "Try having sex."

#162 "I just wanted that glow."

#163 “The baby is coming.”

#164 "You handled that situation perfectly."

#165 "Your eyes are stunning."

#166 "Your opinion is important to me."

#167 "You're always saying the right words."

#168 “Why should I trust you again?”

#169 “We were never meant to be.”

#170 “Our relationship/friendship ends now.”

#171 “Of all people, why was it you who hurt me?”

#172 "Don't even pretend not to know how incredibly sexy and amazing you are."

#173 "No, you idiot. I love you."

#174 "Your hand feels so natural in mine. It's like the gaps in mine were made for your hand."

#175 "How did I not see it before? I am... falling in love with you. God, what a fool I am."

#176 "How did this happen? I was never meant to fall for you."

#177 “I can’t help but feel jealous when you turn and smile at anyone else”

#178 “I just wish you’d asked me first.”

#179 “Shut up and hold me.”

#180 “Can you quit being sappy for five seconds?”

#181 “It wasn’t supposed to end this way.”

#182 “Look me in the eyes and repeat what you just said.”

#183 “Would you do the same for me?”

#184 “I’m sorry, you’re so pretty I forgot what I was going to say.”

#185 “Sorry… your hair was in your face… thought I should move it so I could see you better.”

#186 “C'mere, I don't mind letting you sleep on me.”

#187 “I'm right here; I won't leave your side. Go back to sleep, darling.”

#188 “I love you. I always have and I always will.”

#189 “Why did you have to go and fall in love with me?”

#190 “How many love letters have you written for me and kept to yourself?”

#191 “I've never felt so strongly about someone before. I'm terrified.”

#192 "Part of me wants to keep the promise I made to myself...the other half wants to say 'screw it'."

#193 “I know we’re not... friends or anything, but... I’m here for you, if you need someone to talk to.”

#194 “Is that guy bothering you?”

#195 “Kiss me until I’m dizzy.”

#196 “A little bit of me, a little bit of you.”

#197 “Do you ever think about your future kids?”

#198 “You really are your [mother/father]’s child.”

#199 “They won’t stop crying and, in a minute, I think I am going to start crying.”

#200 “It is way past your bedtime little one, say goodnight to daddy.”

#grancrest senki #record of the grancrest war #record of the grancrest war imagine #grancrest senki x reader #prompt list

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