#so yeah it's a mystery XD

[per-the-jellicle-magician]

I have these 2 mystery Warsaw Munk photos, left one is from an online Encyclopedia of Polish Theatre and the right one is from the Warsaw book

The thing with this Munk is that he got the makeup of Damian Aleksander's Munk and I think the wig is a severely unfinished version of his (it's missing all the long pieces) and the costume is the closest to his

The left photo got a description and it says that it is indeed Damian there

But the right one doesn't have any description and so i'm not exactly sure if it is Damain or one of the other guys in his costume XD

The pose, the waist and the vibes really tell me it's Michał in there, and there is one photo of him in this makeup (or at least i think it's him XD) but that's just me theorising

For all I know, it could have been the third Munk aka Tomasz Więcek XD

This is the second one of the two big Warsaw book mysteries, the first one being why tf they used the photos that they used, including this one XD

[fluffyartbl0g]

Everytime I go into the Zosopp tag, I just see people SCREAMING CRYING SOBBING about the lack of posts IN the Zosopp tag. THE ZOSOPP ECONOMY IS IN SHAMBLES

[cali-kabi]

~ I didn’t expect a lotta people to love my Mario/Kirby crossover artworks thank you so much alsbkdldjdj 💖💕😭I love both of these series will all my heart ;w; so have some older pieces and explorers of sky piece in the occasion I made im still very happy with <3💫🍄im working on some Halloween ones at the moment so look forward to that haha 👻🧡

[carewyncromwell]

"No more, the crap rolls out your mouth again! Haven't changed -- your brain is still gelatin! Little whispers circle around your head... Why don't you worry about yourself instead!?"

~"Holier Than Thou" by Metallica

x~x~x~x

[transcribed from art, for easier translation]

Olivia: Cool your jets, Jacob, that prat isn't worth it. Duncan: Better to get back at Lockhart when there isn't a Hall full of witnesses around. Olivia: Not helping, Duncan.

x~x~x~x

Happy belated birthday, Jacob Cromwell!

In celebration (?), I thought I'd salute one of my personal favorite headcanons about Jacob that I haven't had much of a chance to explore...namely, that Jacob shared a dormroom with the one, the only Gilderoy Lockhart!

Yes, as you can imagine, Jacob hated Lockhart's bloody guts. 😂

Really, though, it wasn't hard for Jacob to hate Lockhart when that "toothy prat" would act like the smartest guy in the room and yet cowardly avoid any challenges or duels that could contradict that overly shiny self-image Lockhart had of himself. Old Gilderoy was also prone to grab more attention from female students than Jacob did, even with his ridiculously puffed-up ego, for his good looks and (marginally) better people skills. Oh yeah -- and then there was Lockhart's attempt to marginalize Jacob, Duncan, and Olivia's hard work dealing with the Cursed Vaults terrorizing Hogwarts by acting like he'd suspected how to break each curse all along and (even more insultingly) insinuating that it was really him who'd instructed the three Cursebreakers in the methods they'd used to break them. Lockhart even brashly reiterated this one infamous Valentine's Day in his and the Trio's fifth year when he received 800 Valentine's cards and presents (which, as it turned out, were all from Lockhart to himself) --

" -- such beautiful gifts and cards! No doubt from fans both across and outside Hogwarts itself! They must've heard of my heroic efforts toward helping break the curses on the Cursed Vaults! Taught Duncan Ashe everything he knows about puzzle solving...and poor Miss Green was clueless in dealing with those boggarts until I showed her the proper method! And those Acromantula, ho ho...I daresay our favorite Cursebreakers would've been helpless in communicating with those beasts, if it weren't for me teaching Jacob some basic phrases..."

Even if his friends successfully held Jacob back physically, they didn't stop him from verbally tearing into Lockhart.

"'TAUGHT ME SOME PHRASES?!' Acromantula are capable of HUMAN SPEECH, you brain-dead numpty!"

Ultimately Lockhart's little stunt came to an end when the Great Hall had to be cleared of students so the teachers could properly deal with the 800 owls and their 800 packages and letters cluttering up the room. Lockhart's interest in stealing credit for dealing with the Cursed Vaults waned for a short time after Olivia's disappearance, Duncan's death, and Jacob's expulsion, but came back in full when Jacob's sister Carewyn likewise had to deal with them. Fortunately Lockhart failed to collect enough information about Carewyn's adventures to take credit for them and was forced to retreat with a very basic Memory Charm as his goodbye before she or her date Andre Egwu could put together his true intentions. And more fortunately still, about six years later, Lockhart got his just desserts when all of the lies he told to score cheap fame and success came to light.

No one was more pleased when the world finally conjured up enough brain cells to see Lockhart for the idiot and fraud he was than Jacob Cromwell. And ironically enough, the world had also finally conjured up enough brain cells to see for who Jacob really was by then -- not a delinquent as so many had presumed for so long, but an eccentric, brilliant wizard with iron-clad loyalty, incredible magical talent, and a heart as brave as Lockhart's is cowardly.

[kindaeccentric]

Vampires are so dramatic 'I'm a creature of the night forsaken by god destined to cause suffering, no human can comprehend my complexity, humans are merely stupid cattle', like, shut up, you were a human once and unless you were *born* as something else, your brain is still very much human, so spare me the monologue. 'But I have these powers and I live forever, forever beautiful, and I kill people!' Oh, you think I cannot comprehend how it would feel like? Get a grip, if you can comprehend it, so can I, get off your high fucking horse, you're so annoying. Go to therapy, stop simmering in your own sauce, stop spending all your time with people who glamorise your traumas, talk to someone normal. Fuck.

[indestructiblelittlefuckers]

(I will forever love the take that Stede is basically a romcom character thrown in a period drama with comedic elements, so that's one of the reasons see things being so dark after Stede left him)

[after-nine-at-the-oasis]

WHAT

WHAT

WHAAAAAAAAAT

WHATWHATWHATWHATWHATWHAT W H A A A A A T

AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

A) LOL it's that couple again xD

B) SKFHDHFLDKS O W E N

C) AAAAAAH I KIND OF REGRET WATCHING THE PROMOS IF ONLY BC I WANNA REACT MORE WHEN I SEE IT BUT I'M SURE I STILL WILL, ANYWAY, "FIANCE" AND "FUTURE HUSBAND" AND AAHHHHHHHHHHHH

But also I mentioned seeing the top comment was something like "Now I'm even more confused" and I AGREE like WHAT THE HECK

AAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

[goleb]

I wake up surrounded by imagery of Roy. I go to uni, I have to explain to people what DHMIS is in regards to my thesis. I need a classmate to send me an email and she reacts to my Roy-themed address with a "why am I not surprised". On the tram home another classmate asks me why Roy is on my phone's background (cause he's my husband, duh) so I show him an episode muted on my phone while we discuss it. I watch a Drawfee stream vod and they mention DHMIS in the first half-an-hour. I refresh my dashboard and there's DHMIS on the radar.

Is this just how life is?

[darqx]

If you didnt come to party [get the hell out of this club]

In which there's some links to old art - I've been getting a number of asks that are already technically answered so that's just what I'm gonna be doing if i can even remember what RAD they originally came from lol.

❗️For commonly asked qs please see my BTD FAQ

UNFORGIVEN.

Yes he can speak at least two demon languages (commons and a more specialised one).

Not really cos the ichor will eventually disappear if it's not in contact with Rire for a while lol. You ever wonder how someone could mysteriously drown whilst not being around anything they could have drowned in? Yeah.

I have drawn several such instances a long time ago. But it's not really Rire flirting with Ren it's more him being like...subtly condescending to Ren since Ren's submissive level is not very interesting to him |D

I...think you may have possibly mistaken me saying Rire might cry if he was in severe pain to mean that's the only time he could cry XD; To answer your q, yes Rire can cry from emotions - the point is he would choose not to (esp in public) as that would be a weakness.

🤔 You could probably get away with the same dress design but in black, tbh (if it was Lady Rire). Since the outfit design is 1930s/1940s based Rire's equivalent would be like...a 3 piece suit with a long overcoat/trench coat.

Got you covered bro [from a suit meme I did before]

Rire has a very long life span, but he's not immortal XD;

Tbh I don't really have thoughts about any of other peoples headcanons. Like I'm generally quite neutral towards headcanons because I primarily deal with the canon; the extent of my thoughts would be like "hm i wonder how they came up with that" lol.

This is actually in my FAQ :d but good of you to check for permission! If it's your own artwork then yes it is ok to make fanmerch of Rire. Similarly Gato allows fanmerch of her BTD and TPOF characs as long as it's your own art you are selling (and not like, our art/someone else's fanart that they didn't give permission to turn into merch).

It would be in Cain's best interest not to.

Cain is literally saying Olé Olé because i happened to be listening to this song at the time.

I can barely keep up with my ask box as myself let alone do it while pretending to be a charac lol, so no 😅 You can find a bunch of the most common qs in the FAQ pages though.

No and not really - though he is a bit more sensitive to light compared to a human as he has much better night vision than a human. He may also be able to see more colours than humans 🤔

There is technically no "stereotypical" demon in my 'verse, there's a bunch of different species each with their own looks/powers, so if he was another species then he'd have their physical characteristics. Rire's species is considered "plain" because outwardly they can pass more easily as a human than say; Izm's species (who have a really noticeable Glasgow smile-esque mouth as one of their physical features).

Yes he was born a demon...to his demon parents...|D;

He's the king of his sector and his sector is pretty well-to-do, I think you can draw your own conclusions from that lol.

Maybe, depends on what the human in question does with that.

Your second q has two answers depending on what context I answer them in, so I'll reply in the BTD context keeping in mind a charac like EP's Cain :d Basically yes Rire would be able to sense them like he does other demons. It's not a specific sense of "THIS CHARAC IS AN ANGEL" but more like "this charac is not human" and depending on what else he gets from it a "in your best interests to not engage".

Something big with long black fur and yellow eyes, maybe like a Norwegian Forest Cat or a Maine Coon.

[gallusrostromegalus]

So I may have been browsing through your AEIWAM tag and came across your writing of Komamura saying it's too hot in summer when you have a fur coat you can't take off. By that logic he's gonna always be sitting beside Hitsugaya in Captain meetings if he can swing it, especially in the early days, cause that boy is like a mini air conditioner next to him. XD

Wolves are winter creatures. The double coat, the snowshoe paws, the proclivity for cuddlepiles- if Sajin could move somewhere that never got above 40F he'd be in heaven. Alas, he lives in a major city that hits triple digits in the summer, so he keeps close track of the little pieces of winter he can find.

The first person to realize his little game was Unohana. She knew about the wolfman thing- Yamamoto trusts her as much as Sasakibe, and persuaded Sajin that, should a medical emergency arise, it should not also be a medical surprise.

She is of course, the pinnacle of Medical Confidentiality.

...but his name came up during one of the Shinigami Women's Association meetings/boozing sessions, and a distinct schism appeared.

On one side was Soi Fon, Nanao, and Herself, who all found Komamura to be very polite, professional and reliable if somewhat reticent and at times, aloof.

"I swear I can't get more than three words out of him!" Nanao despairs.

"I like him. He knows how to Shut Up." Soi Fon agrees.

"He's a very private man." Unohana nods.

Across the table, Isane and Rukia are baffled.

"Captain Komamura? Ten feet tall, bucket head? That Komamura?" Rukia the so-called Ice Princess asks, gesturing to indicate their height disparity. "What the fuck are you talking about? He's SUPER friendly and will hang around to talk FOREVER."

"Yeah, every time I go to the 7th he always asks me to stay for lunch and wants to know how everyone in my family is doing and swap horror stories from the ER for tales of crazy people in the intake queue." Agrees Isane, wielder of the ice cloud Itegumo. "It's embarrassing, but one time I was more than two hours late getting back because we get to talking!"

Everyone stares at everyone else, baffled.

"Did- did I do something to piss him off?" Wonders Nanao.

"Huh. Maybe he just picked up on how much I hate small talk on the job?" Soi Fon shrugs.

Unohana is silent, thinking.

"GUESS WHO BROUGHT TEQUILA!!" Matsumoto Rangiku announces as she kicks in the door, holding four bottles of liquor, only three of which were still full.

"We need you to settle a debate!" Rukia demands at once.

"Ooh! I love passing judgement on things that don't effect me!" Rangiku coos, sitting down, her chest making an odd 'clunk' sound on the table "- there's also salt and limes!"

"It kinda effects you." Soi Fon waved her hand noncommittally. "How would you describe Captain Komamura?"

"Tall, Heavily Armored and Mysterious?" Rangiku shrugs, pulling the box of kosher salt out of her cleavage.

"...more like his personality." Isane clarified.

"Oh! Uhh... You know what? He's one of the few people that's ever complimented me on streamlining like 80% of the paperwork we have to do." Rangiku nodded, fishing the limes out as well. "Always has stuff done waaaay before I expected and I feel like a bit of a jerk for not replying immediately, but never complains if my stuff comes in late."

"Does he hang around and talk, or is he just really businesslike?" Nanao asks, eyes narrowed behind her glasses.

"Hmm..." Fowns Rangiku. "Kinda varies by the day- Sometimes he's all business, other times he'll stay and chat. I always assumed he wants to talk but sometimes he's got work, you know?"

There is much confused muttering as the limes are cut, when Unohana raises a finger.

"...How is he with Lieutenant Hitsugaya?" She asks.

"Oh, he ADORES Toshiro!" Rangiku nods enthusiastically, salting her shot glass. "He actually does the majority of Toshiro's Bankai training now because The Old Man handed it off to him so he could focus on teaching Zaraki Everything But Kendo- which, bless him for doing that, Shiro-kin could literally freeze my tits off!- and he really does a good job listening to Toshiro's concerns and confusions- he's a sensitive boy, you know? And Koma-kun is so gentle with him and to be honest I always eavesdrop on his advice because I could use it too. Delightful man all around." She nodded, and moved to down her drink.

"...Why?" She asked, pausing her drink and glaring suspiciously at Unohana.

Unohana nods with the clarity of enlightenment. "Nothing serious, but everything makes sense now." She smiles, then cracks into a small giggle. "It's rather charming, actually."

"Care to elaborate?" Soi Fon grumbles.

"Yeah that answered NOTHING." Rangiku glares.

"We noticed an interesting disparity in his behavior." Unohana explains, pushing her own glass towards Rangiku to fill. "For me, Captain Fon, and Lieutenant Ise, Komamura-Taicho is very polite, but sticks to the matter at hand and will not volunteer any further conversation. For Lieutenant Koetetsu, Miss Kuchiki and apparently Lieutenant Hitsugaya, he has all the time in the world and is quite the chatterbox."

"...Weird." Rangiku frowns, intrigued by the puzzle. "For me it's like, half and half?"

"Not quite, I think." Unohana smirks. "What do Isane, Rukia and young Toshiro all have in common?"

The Resounding Silence of Thinking Very Hard around the table was a bit of a disappointment, but they were about three bottles into the evening already.

"Can't be Height." Nanao hummed. "Rukia and Shiro-Kun are shorter than a stack of pancakes but Isane's got legs that are too long for the cover of Vouge."

"Isane and Toshiro are both silver-haired, but not me, and he doesn't seem to be particularly close to Ukitake-Taicho and I think I've actually seen him run out of a room to avoid Gin." Rukia puzzled.

"What? RUDE." Rangiku protested.

"They're all under a century old, right?" Rangiku pondered.

"No, I'm almost two hundred!" Isane sighed. "Oh wait- we all graduated early from the Academy!"

"Ehhhh, I graduated because I got adopted, I'm not a genius like you and Shiro-kun." Rukia waved. "Also, how would HE know that?"

"You're all Lieutenants!" Rangiku perked up.

"Not yet I'm not!" Rukia protested.

"Pfsh- you run half the division anyway. Jushiro should promote you to Co-lieutenant with Kaien already!" Rangiku waved.

"Its- it's complicated." Rukia mumbled. "Also, Nanao-chan is a Lieutenant and he doesn't like her!"

"Does it have to do with how freakishly huge he is?" Soi Fon asked.

"...Yes, actually." Unohana decided. Sajin might not have so much trouble thermoregulating if he was the size of a regular wolf. She reasoned privately.

"Also, He likes Nanao-chan just fine as far as I know. I think it's less about how much he enjoys your company- which I think he does, he's not one for putting on facades- and more about how much he enjoys your Proximity." She clarified, taking her shot. "Oh, this is good, what is it?"

"Cabrito Blanco." Rangiku read off. "Huh. The Cabrito on the label sure ain't Blanco." She frowned at the brown goat.

"None of us have transferred out of the Division we started in, but again, how would he know? and that hasn't got anything to do with Proximity..." Isane frowned.

Rukia slammed her glass down. "WOW that's got a kick. Maybe uhhhh... None of us wear perfume, but Gin doesn't either. I hope. I don't want to get close enough to find out."

"He's really not that bad-" Rangiku sulked. "OH, 'Blanco' refers to the tequila and this is that goat's white tequila!" She realized.

"Sometimes I wish I could take a weekend vacation in your brain. Its machinations fascinate me." Soi Fon teased. "Hmmm... Lotta close but no Cigar, you're all young-ish, Isane and Toshiro have living relatives and Rukia has a large adopted family, but again, not exclusive or Proximal. You're also all S-rank duelists with- OH!"

"Shh, I'm enjoying the flailing." Retsu grinned.

"Pfff- okay, that is kinda cute and I don't blame him." Soi Fon giggled. "Sometimes I'm real glad my seat is right next to The Old Man for the same reason. Or opposite reason, I guess."

"Bwah?" Rangiku frowned.

"I do the same thing with You, Momo and The Old Man that He's doing with them." Soi Fon grinned. Rangiku frowned, peculiar machinations grinding slowly through the tequila, before she suddenly cackled, head thrown back so hard Unohana had to reach out and grab her by the scarf to keep her from tipping her chair over.

"OH NOOOOOOOO!!" She wailed, shoulders shaking. "Oh- that's cute but Toshiro can NEVER find out he'll be such a brat about it!"

"Sorry I'm late, I had to finish the latest report on the Rice Farm Subsidy Fraud Investigation!" Momo panted, jogging in late. "-What can't Toshiro find out about?"

"There is SOMETHING that You, ran-chan and Yamamoto-sama share, and it's the same thing but backwards as what Me, Hitsugaya, and Isane have in common that Komamura-taicho really likes it or something, and THEY know but won't TELL US and its MAKING ME CRAZY!" Rukia wailed.

Momo stood, expression blank for a few moments. "Wait. You didn't know?"

"KNOW WHAT?" Rukia wailed.

"That Komamura hangs around with people with Ic-Mmpf!" Momo started to reveal but was abruptly tackled and the rest of the sentence smothered in Rangiku's Cleavage.

"With WHAT?" Nanao demanded. "What do they have that I don't?"

"-Hang on." Isane frowned, the slowly turned to her captain, squinting. "Is. Is this a... Physics Issue?"

"That's one way to phrase it." Unohana smiled as Momo flailed for air.

"Oh my Gooooood..." Isane groaned. "Why doesn't he just ASK? I'd happily go over and give Itegumo some practice, I hate summertime too!"

"Huh?" Rukia glared, as Momo finally fought her way free and gasped for air.

"Itegumo? That's your- ohhhhhhh." Nanao realized. "That's. Okay yeah that's actually really cute." She giggled. "Poor guy. The armor can't help with that, can it?"

"That's what I keep telling him but it's-" Unohana waved her hands and grimaced with frustration. "-He wears the armor because he's facing the *stupidest* form of Political Persecution I've ever heard of." she sighed.

"Really?" Asked Momo. "Captain Tousen said Komamura told him it's because he's got a major disfigurement or something?"

Unohana sighed and rolled her eyes. "Komamura is FINE, he's just- It's complicated and medically private but trust me, the helmet is a reasonable precaution against an absurd problem."

"Oh." Momo winced. "Well, I'm glad he's medically alright at least!" "I'm so fucking confused." Rukia whimpered, deflating over the table in despair. "Is. Is hanging out with me making him less sick or something??"

"...Yes!" Unohana smiled. "Or at least, makes his condition more physically comfortable."

Rukia turned that over a few times. "...Talking with him is helping?"

"Yes, but only if you're in the same room with him. Doesn't work over the phone." Unohana nodded.

"Okay." Rukia said, reaching for the nearest bottle. "Lets talk about something else."

---

Years Later, after the Bedlam of her attempted execution and Subsequent Rescue, Rukia finally saw Komamura's face.

It was a bit awkward, walking into the hospital room in search of her brother to find a nine-and-a-half foot tall wolfman wearing the Seventh Division Captain's Haori visiting Momo. It took her a moment to realize who he was, and another as some neurons connected and she squawked indignantly, pointing at him.

"My apologies, Lieutenant Kuchiki, but-" He sighed, ears flattening back against his head with Chargin.

"AIR CONDITIONING?!?!" She bellowed.

Komamura scrunched back, chagrined. For a massive apex predator, he did an excellent Kicked Puppy face.

"Rukia!" Momo protested faintly from her hospital bed. "Keep your voice down, I don't want Toshiro to find out!"

"Find out what?" Hitsugaya grunted, stepping out from behind Rukia.

"Ah, Well-" Komamura started to explain.

Rukia rounded on Hitsugaya, pointing behind her at the captain. "THIS JACKASS HAS BEEN EXTRA NICE TO YOU, ME AND ISANE BECAUSE WE ALL HAVE ICE-TYPE ZANPAKUTO AND CHILL THE AIR AROUND US!"

"...Summer is very uncomfortable when you have a fur coat you can't take off." Komamura winced.

"Uh, duh?" Hitsugaya rolled his eyes, strolling into the room. "I didn't know you were chilling Koetetsu and Kuchiki here as well, but I kinda figured you enjoyed the cold when you stayed at my Bankai training like, five times longer than Gramps ever did."

"My apologies for the deception." Komamura bowed his head.

"It's no big deal." Hitsugaya shrugged, putting a hand up to indicate he wanted help up onto the hospital bed, and Komamura obliged.

"See? I use you being tall too." he smirked.

Komamura sighed fondly as the boy sat down between him and Momo. "Momo makes me chill all her juice too, but she never seems to warm up my tea." he handed her a juice box from the vending machine down the hall, covered in condensation.

"It would explode." Momo grumbled.

"Skill Issue." He shrugged and she affectionately swatted him on the leg. "Anyway, don't dogs cool off through their paws?"

"I'm from a wolf clan, but yes." Komamura cocked his head with curiosity, then alarm when Toshiro casually grabbed his forearm and started tugging his Gauntlets off.

"I don't mind being a human ice pack, especially not when it's nintey-eight freakin' degrees out, but be efficient about it, yeah?" Toshiro grumbled, tossing the gauntlet aside and plopping Komamura's pawlike hand on top of his head.

"...Thank you." Komamura smiled gently, and ruffled his hair a bit.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever." Hitsugaya shrugged, playing the tough guy even as his ears turned red. "At least you're polite about it! Freakin' Zaraki literally just grabbed me- like, put his whole arm through the office window! and threw me over his shoulders once. Jerk."

"TOSHIRO!" Momo yelped, hand on her face. "You almost made juice come out of my nose!" She half-giggled while Rukia snort-laughed at the mental image.

"Hey Kuchiki!" Hitsugaya growled. "He's got two paws!"

"You can't boss me around! You don't outrank me anymore!" She grinned.

"I have seniority." he teased, and the bed started to shake as Komamura tried not to laugh.

"You really don't need to-" Komamura tried to diffuse the argument. His voice was rock-steady but the wide grin betrayed him.

"You gotta follow my orders though!" Ukitake said cheerfully, appearing in the door. "Hi Lieutenant Hinamori!"

"C-captain!" Rukia yelped, spinning around to Salute. "What are your orders, Sir?

"Shh, nothing's happening. But I did hear you squawking from two floors down, so what's happening?" Ukitake smiled down at her.

"Captain Komamura has APPARENTLY been hanging around me and the other Shinigami with Ice Zanpakuto and using us as Air Conditioners!" Rukia glared up at her commanding officer.

"...Rukia," Ukitake patted her head and smiled gently. "Do you remember where Lieutenant Kaien's desk was?"

"Second door on the left, right next to your office, Sir!" She nodded.

"Right! And where's your desk?" Ukitake asked, leaning in closer to her.

Rukia blinked, confused. "...It's immediately adjacent to your desk in your offi- GOD DAMMIT! NOT YOU TOO?"

"Yep!" Ukitake cheerfully patted her head and then palmed it to turn her around to face Komamura. "Hop to it!"

"Technically, I got the Idea from him, when I saw how he'd rearranged the furniture..." Komamura whispered as he helped her up onto the bed as well and Rukia groaned in defeat, settling next to Komamura where she could sulk at her captain from over the wolfman's broad shoulders.

"Oh, stop pouting!" Ukitake teased, sitting down on the chair beside Momo's bed and leaning back. "It'll be winter soon enough. Actually, Your friend Mr. Yasutora told me about a fascinating wintertime holiday in the Living World-"

[ronance4everbrainrot]

GLAAAASSSSSHEAAAART INCORRECT QUOTESSSSSS. because I missed them (long?)

(and other ships)

Red: You’d be stupid to lay a hand on me.

Chloe: Oh, you’d be surprised how much stupid shit I do.

(Fight of our lives basically)

---

Red: Love is weakness and an evolutionary mistake.

Mal: You are literally making a Valentine’s day card for Chloe.

Red, pointing their hot glue gun towards Mal: You’re on thin fucking ice.

(canon)

-now Chloe and her Mentor-

Chloe: How do I make a date really romantic?

Evie: Be mysterious.

Chloe: Okay!

*later, while on a date with Red*

Red: So where are we going?

Chloe: None of your fucking business.

(Red teases her about it on their next dates)

---

Mal: Evie, I know you love Chloe. I mean, we all do, they’re a very nice person and I respect them immensely.

Mal: But I think they might be a fucking idiot.

(she's the smartest dumbass. or dumbest smartass?)

---

Red: How do you know how to kiss? Like who teaches you?

Chloe: Well it’s actually a class, but unfortunately it’s full right now.

Chloe: Would you like me to tutor you?

Evie: That was smooth.

(Evie is proud. Mal is losing 20 bucks. why? Bet)

---

Red: Do you want to know your gay name?

Chloe: My... my gay name?

Red: Yeah, it's your first name-

Chloe: Haha. Very funny Red-

Red: *gets down on one knee* And my last name.

Chloe: Oh- oh my god.

(Mal, proud: Now that was smooth)

---

Mal: Why are you guys acting like this?

Red: Oh, we're not acting. We really are like this.

(sigh)

---

Evie: Mal? I mixed redbull with coffee and now I can see sounds, should I worry?

Mal: Evie, I swear to god—

(Evie. Stop doing that. You need sleep don't overwork yourself. I love her Qvq)

---

Kidnapper: I have your partner.

Mal: What? I don't have a partner...

Kidnapper: Then who just called me a lowlife bitch and spit in my face?

Mal: Oh my god, you have Evie.

(the good old Isle days)

---

Celia : I am a ninja.

Mal: No, you’re not.

Celia : Did you see me do that?

Mal: Do what?

Celia : Exactly.

(canon)

---

Mal: Hey, can you do me a favor?

Celia : Sorry, I have to go do literally anything other than this.

Mal: You don’t even have a legitimate reason?

Celia : Oh, no, I do.

Mal: Well, what is it?

Celia : You see, I simply don’t give a fuck.

(she loves to annoy Mal. Little annoying sister. Canon)

---

Celia: We’ve found the person who stole your identity and was impersonating you.

Dizzy: Where were they?

Celia: Eating cheetos and crying in their car.

Dizzy, impressed: Damn, they really went for it.

(it was Uma, wasn't it? That's literally canon XD)

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Celia: Here comes the lightning!

Celia, whispering: You've got to imagine it coming out my fingertips, wherein I am an almighty wizard.

Dizzy: Ok, currently imagining that. Hmm, not bad. Not bad at all.

(and they were roommates, your Honor) (wow they were roommates) (The bestest of friends)

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Red: N... No!

Celia: A fair rebuttal. However, consider this counterpoint: Y... Yes???

(Red is trying to deny her crush on Chloe. Ha.)

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Dizzy: What, I can’t be in a bad mood? It’s like people think, “Oh, Dizzy is such a nice person, Dizzy is so happy-go-lucky! Dizzy can’t be in a bad mood!” Well, you know what? Dizzy CAN be in a bad mood. And right now, Dizzy IS be in a bad mood.

(Yas Queen. Queen of Mean? So last season. Queen of Bad Mood? So in!)

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Mal: You tricked me!

Audrey: I deceived you. ‘Trick’ makes it sound like we have a friendly relationship.

(Maybe Queen of Mean isn't so last season.)

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Dizzy: Comparing Audrey and Mal is like comparing apples and oranges.

Mal: We’re both unique in our own ways?

Dizzy: Apples are superior in every way and all oranges should be eliminated.

Audrey: Which one of us is the orange? (It's me, isn't it?)

(Damn Dizzy. Queen of Bad Mood taking the lead)

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*the squad is at a dinner party but someone has been murdered*

Chloe: You’re acting pretty carefree for someone who’s life’s at stake. Who’s to say you aren’t the killer?

Evie: It’s a murder, not a tax audit. I’ll be fine.

Red: What about Dizzy? Nobody ever suspects Dizzy!

Dizzy: Well what about Audrey? They have a gun!

Audrey: Celia has a knife.

Celia : Yeah, for fun, not for murder! *stabs Red in the arm*

(where is Uma? oh-. I bet it was Audrey. How else do you show you love someone? They are having their Killing Eve moment)

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Audrey: You’re such a dumbass (affectionate).

Uma: Aww, you’re such a whore (complimentary).

Mal: How are you talking like that in real life?

Uma: Witchcraft (derogatory).

(canon. They late/hove each other)

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Dizzy, talking about Evie: They're trying to lure me into a false sense of security! Well, joke’s on them! I’ve never been secure in my life! And I’m not about to start now!

(before Evie got through to her on the Isle 🥲)

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Mal: *running towards Celia with open arms*

Celia: *moves out of the way*

Mal: Hey, why'd you move?!

Celia: I thought you were going to attack me.

Mal: I was going to hug you!

Celia: Why would you hug me?

Mal: WHY WOULD I ATTACK YOU!?

(OOF. Lol)

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Celia : I love being right. It’s one of my favorite personality traits.

(yuh)

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Mal: Wow, this sucks. I’m gonna kill *remembers that suicide jokes only worsen your mental health and that the first step to healing is stopping* you.

(she's getting there. Go queen)

-will add more of the boys in the next one-

Carlos: Are you laughing at that video of Ben and Harry fighting?

Jay: No.

Jay: I'm laughing at the comments.

(the comments saying "Ha! Gaaaay" etc.)

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Carlos: You don't need my blessing to go kiss Jay. In fact, I was pretty sure you were already kissing Jay!

Gil: Nope.

Carlos: In that case, as the archbishop of Gil's fully awakened gaydom, I give you my blessing to immediately leave and rectify that as soon as possible! Go now, my child, and kiss Jay right on the lips!!!

(Damn Carlos. Yes. Thanks for helping Gil. Everyone needs Carlos as a best friend)

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Harry: How are we supposed to put a tracker the size of a penny on Jay without them noticing?

Gil: Hey, Jay, I bet you 5 bucks that you can't swallow this penny.

Jay: *takes and swallows tracker* Pay up, loser.

Harry: ...

(same Harry, same. But then again not that surprised)

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Now this is for @corgiplays for context here

Chloe: Earl, I sense hostility.

Earl: Good, because I hate you.

(accurate?)

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Earl, entering the room: *Sees Chloe and leaves*

Chloe, watching Earl leave: There’s my monthly dose of the Cat…

(Earl didn't leave before pushing one of Chloe's things tho)

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Chloe: We just ate. Why are you making pancakes?

Red: For the dogs.

Chloe: Why are you making pancakes for the dogs?

Red: They don't know how.

(I want Red to be able to cook lol. That can't even be a headcanon tho, that has to be an AU lol)

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Earl: Just so everyone knows, don't ever try to climb a tree at night carrying a strobe light, owls DON'T like it.

Biscuit: ...what happened?

Earl: I made a VERY bad mistake.

(Oof)

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Biscuit: Don’t be sad!

Red: Why not?

Biscuit:

Biscuit: I don’t have a good answer.

(Red acts like she can understand him. Imagine his responses lol. But she basically can)

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Chloe: When I first met you, I did not like you.

Earl: I'm aware of that.

Chloe: But then you and I had some time together.

Earl: Uh-huh?

Chloe: It did not get better.

(It did. Stop lying. Also Chloe does the same thing as Red. I mean honestly who doesn't talk to their little furry friends.)

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Red: You don't know anything about me!

Biscuit: I know EVERYTHING about you! You are an open book written for very dumb children!

(Damn. If Red could actually understand him she'd be flabbergasted)

--and just because I love it so much. Here is that one again

Chloe, gently nudging Earl aside with their foot: Earl, move out of the way so I don’t trip on you.

Earl, her eyes enormous: You kick Cat? You kick their body like the football? Oh! Oh! Jail for Chloe! Jail for Chloe for one thousand years!

(she is purposely laying in the way tho. And then acts like Chloe hurt her when Red hears her distressed meows)

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That's it

Hope you liked it.

Byeeee

[thewidowsledger]

Secrets Behind Our Dreams

Chapter 11: Inches in Between Us | 3.3k

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Summary: You are a club dancer; a stripper. Natasha is a respected notorious mob boss. What would happen if your paths happened to cross one night? The only thing you knew about each other was your dreams, and neither of you knew what the other was.

Pairing: Mob Boss Natasha Romanoff x Stripper Female Reader

Warnings: 18+, bad writing, slow burn, sexual tension, Natasha and reader being vulnerable and a horny mess at the same time

Author's Note: We're getting closer for some...fluff??? xD

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As the car rolled along the secluded road leading to the manor, you peered out the window, noticing how the tall trees blocked out the city noise. Natasha sat beside you, her eyes never leaving the road as she drove the car.

You glanced at Natasha, you noticed how her biceps flexed through her leather jacket as she steered the wheel. You gulped at the sight, "This place is so secluded," you remarked, breaking the silence that had settled between you.

"Yeah," Natasha replied, "It's one of the reasons I chose it.” Her words hung in the air with a sense of mystery that left you curious. You turned back to the window, watching as the trees whizzed by in a blur of greenery.

Suddenly, it was Natasha's voice that broke the silence, pulling you from your thoughts. "We're here," she said. You glanced up, noticing the entrance looming ahead and a woman standing in front of the manor. Natasha navigated the car, circling the fountain planted in front of the manor. With a final turn of the wheel, Natasha brought the car to a smooth stop in front of the woman. You turned to look at Natasha, watching as she immediately stepped out of the car, leaving you momentarily alone inside. Your gaze lingered on her as she engaged in a brief conversation with the woman.

Unaware of how long you had been staring, you suddenly realized that you had been watching them for too long. With a jolt, you snapped out of your thoughts and quickly stepped out of the car.

Natasha turned to you with a warm smile, her eyes crinkling at the corners. "Y/N, this is Maria," she said, gesturing towards the woman beside her. “She's been with me for years.”

“Oh.”

Natasha chuckled at your reaction, “No, Y/N she's working for me.”

“I—I didn't…”

You felt a flush of embarrassment wash over you as you immediately extended your hand to Maria, hoping she hadn't noticed your momentary lapse. "It's nice to finally meet you, Y/N," Maria said with a smile, her voice warm and welcoming.

“Finally home,” Natasha whispered but enough for the two of you to hear. “Shall we? Ladies?” Natasha asked before continuing her way to the manor.

You couldn't shake the feeling of unease but still followed through. You trailed behind Natasha and Maria who were discussing something you quite could not comprehend, but you didn't mind. You were so lost inside the manor, the high ceilings seemed to stretch endlessly above you, adorned with exquisite chandeliers that cast a warm, inviting glow. If Natasha's penthouse is too much for you, well this manor is a whole lot different.

"Natasha, all the things you requested have been done," Maria reported, her eyes flicking briefly to you before returning to Natasha.

"Good to hear," Natasha replied. "Thank you, Maria."

You followed a few steps behind them, your eyes wide as you took in everything around you. Everything in this place, the lush decor—it was all so overwhelming. You stumbled slightly, your foot catching on the edge of an ornate rug, and you reached out to steady herself against the wall.

Natasha glanced back at you, easily forgetting her conversation with Maria as she watched you almost panicking and stumbling around. Maria noticed Natasha's lingering gaze and smirked knowingly. "You seem distracted, Nat," Maria teased lightly.

Natasha shook away her thoughts, a slight flush coloring her cheeks. "Just making sure she's alright," she said, her tone brisk. "Please show her to her room. I’ll be in my office.”

Maria nodded, her smirk widening as she walked towards you. “Hey Y/N,” she called, you immediately whipped your head towards her direction.

“Oh, h—hi, I…” you tried to look for Natasha but there was no sign of her and it made you feel worried, right now you're not used to Natasha not being around. Maria noticed your worried expression, she knows you're looking for Nat, "Natasha went to her office. Let me show you around and take you to your room.”

You nodded reluctantly, feeling a bit lost once again. As you walked, Maria pointed out various rooms and features of the manor, but your mind was only half on the tour. You couldn't shake the feeling of being out of place in such a lavish environment.

"Don't worry," Maria said, noticing your distracted state. "You'll get used to it. And besides, Natasha wouldn't have brought you here if she didn't think you belonged."

“Oh no…I don't belong here, she's just, she just wanted me to…”

“To be safe.” Maria said, pulling the words out of you.

“Yeah…” You looked at her, your nerves still evident. "It's just... all of this is so overwhelming. I've never seen anything like this or been to this kind of place, you know? Since…meeting Natasha…" you laugh weakly.

Maria smiled gently. "I understand. It can be a lot to take in. But you're safe here, and I know Natasha will make sure of that." She reached a set of double doors at the end of a long hallway. Maria pushed them open to reveal a beautiful bedroom, decorated in soft, calming tones. The large windows overlooked the gardens, and the room was furnished with elegant, comfortable pieces.

"So…this is your room," Maria said, gesturing for you to step inside.

You walked in, your eyes wide with wonder. "This...this is my room?" you asked, disbelief evident in your voice.

Maria chuckled softly. "Yes, it's all yours. Everything that you're gonna need is already in here, Natasha wanted to make sure you're comfortable.”

You shook your head slightly, still in shock. “It's beautiful...”

Maria nodded, amused at your reaction. "Natasha, well right now she’ll be a little occupied, so for the meantime if you need anything just find me, alright?”

"I will. Thank you." You turned to look at her and gave a small, grateful smile before she excused herself and walked her way to the halls of the manor.

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In her office, Natasha sat behind her desk, her thoughts still lingering on you. She stared at the ceiling, but her mind kept drifting back to the way you had looked at her, the trust and uncertainty in your eyes.

The way she wanted to run to you when she saw you stumbling...

Or how your eyes glimmer as you look around the manor...

The way it made her heart jump when she heared Maria that you were trying to look for her when she's on her way to her office...

Natasha tried to shook the thoughts of you, these little simple things that is growing and is affecting her. But the feeling was persistent, gnawing at the edges of her concentration.

Natasha immediately shot her head up from her desk when Maria entered, her expression was tense, "How is she?" she asked.

"She's resting in her room now," Maria replied, closing the door behind her. "Still a bit overwhelmed, but she's adjusting."

Natasha nodded, a small sigh escaping her lips. "Good. It will take her some time for sure."

“She said it's beautiful.” Maria commented as she glanced at Natasha.

That made Natasha’s heart flutter. Maria moved closer, leaning against the edge of the desk, and then her expression shifted to a playful smirk. "Oh, and by the way the room you requested is done." Her fingers tapping at the desk. Natasha just hummed and nodded.

Maria's smirk widened, as she stood. "You can check it out yourself later. But now with those eyes Nat, you should really rest for now.”

Natasha allowed herself a small smile. "Thank you, Maria. I appreciate you handling everything."

Maria gave Natasha an exasperated, yet amused look, her arms crossing in front of her chest. "Romanoff, you gotta stop thanking me. Please, stop that. You know I always got your back, right?"

She smirked, enjoying the banter. "Yeah, yeah, fine, thanks."

"God, Nat, bye, I'm out!” Maria rolled her eyes dramatically.

Natasha couldn't resist one last tease. "Okay, Ri! Thank youuuuuu!"

Maria shook her head with a chuckle as she closed the door. "You’re impossible, Romanoff!"

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You had been awestruck by the beauty of the room, but as you explored its elegant details and spaciousness, your mind couldn't help but return to the events that had led you here. After tentatively testing the comfort of the bed and examining the view from the windows, you decided to draw yourself a bath.

After filling the bathtub with warm water and easing yourself in, you closed her eyes, trying to relax despite the lingering tension in your muscles. As you sank into the water, your senses heightened, and you felt a sting on your back. Opening your eyes, you noticed a faint swirl of blood mixing with the water around you.

A groan escaped your lips, feeling pain and relief. The pain reminded you of the danger you had narrowly escaped and understood, but strangely, it also felt cleansing—it felt good, as if each throb eased a weight from your shoulders. You allowed yourself a moment to feel the rawness of it all, the contrast between luxury and danger stark in your mind.

But as the minutes passed, you found yourself gradually calming. You submerged yourself deeper into the water, letting the cold envelop you. The pain subsided to a dull ache, and you focused on steadying your breathing.

When you finally rose from the water, you noticed the blood had diluted and disappeared, leaving only a faint reminder on the porcelain. Water dripping out of your body, you stood before the mirror, studying your naked reflection with nothingness in your eyes. You took a deep breath and wiped away the tears forming in your eyes, you tried to be strong like you always do. You gripped the sink, trying to calm yourself down.

The pain was unbearable, both physically and emotionally. The weight of everything that had happened finally crashed over you, and you couldn't hold back the sobs any longer.

“God, what have I gotten into?”

Your knees buckled, and you collapsed to the cold bathroom tile, the chill seeping into your skin. The pristine luxury of your surroundings only made you feel more out of place. You felt small, fragile, and utterly broken. Every breath was a struggle as you sobbed uncontrollably, your cries echoing off the marble walls.

The events that had led you to this moment replayed in your mind like a nightmare you couldn't wake up from. The danger, the fear, the uncertainty—all of it was too much to bear. You don't even understand what's happening or what's going to happen. You felt trapped and lost in this reality.

Hours seemed to pass as you lay there, your tears eventually subsiding into quiet whimpers. You curled into a fetal position, the cold of the tiles grounding you in a way that was both comforting and cruel. Your body ached, your heart hurt, and your mind was a storm of thoughts you couldn't control.

Finally, exhaustion took over. Your sobs quieted, and your breathing evened out. You fell into a fitful sleep, the bathroom light casting harsh shadows around you. The night crept on, but you remained there, a small, broken figure on the cold tiles, with an unknowing danger that awaits you.

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The next morning, Natasha’s first thought was you, well, she just had a restless night, with you not leaving her mind. Deciding to check in, she made her way to your room. Knocking softly at first, she waited for a response. When none came, she knocked louder, anxiety creeping into her voice.

"Y/N?”

No response.

“Y/N, Are you awake?"

Silence.

Natasha's concern turned to panic. She opened the door and stepped inside, her eyes immediately landing on the untouched bed. Her heart pounded as she saw the terrace door swinging open, the curtains billowing in the breeze. Her gut tightened with dread as she hurried into the room.

Natasha immediately took her phone out and called Maria, "Maria, I can't find Y/N. I can't see her in here, and the terrace door was open when I got in. Get in here now."

Without waiting for Maria's response, Natasha scanned the room until her gaze fell on the slightly ajar bathroom door. She rushed over and pushed it open, her breath catching in her throat at the sight before her. You were laying on the cold tile, your naked body pale and trembling. Your shoulder was bleeding, the wound still fresh and raw. Natasha's heart broke at the sight, and she quickly grabbed a robe, wrapping it around your fragile form.

"Oh God, baby," she whispered, her voice choking with emotion. She didn't even notice the pet name that naturally slipped in her mouth. She gently lifted you into her arms, holding you close. Your body felt cold and Natasha's mind raced with fear.

Cradling you in a bridal style, Natasha carried you to the bed, her movements careful, she feels like any moment she'll break you even more. She didn't even dare looking at your naked body, she placed you down gently, ensuring you were covered and warm. Her hands trembled as she brushed a strand of hair from your face, her eyes filled with worry.

Within minutes, Maria burst into the room finding Natasha cradling your unconscious form in the bed. She turned to her, urgency in her eyes. "Maria, call Strange.”

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"Natasha," Strange began, his tone calm and reassuring, "She's going to be okay."

Natasha let out a breath she hadn't realized that she had been pacing back and forth, relief flooding her features.

"She was extremely cold," Strange explained. “It appears she spent the night on the bathroom tiles, naked. The cold tiles and lack of clothing likely led to her body temperature dropping significantly. She's suffering from mild hypothermia, but she's stable now. Make sure she stays warm and comfortable. And the wound on her shoulder. Might have caused her a great deal of pain but don’t worry it's not infected. I’ve cleaned and treated it, but again as what I had instructed you back in the penthouse, it has to be checked and cleaned regularly.”

Natasha nodded, absorbing the information. "And the rest of her?"

"Exhaustion and shock," Strange replied. "She’s been through a lot, and it’s taken a toll on her body and mind. She needs rest and care, but she will recover. Don’t worry too much."

Natasha sighed, her worry easing a bit. Strange gave her a reassuring smile. "Just make sure to keep her wound clean, and she should be fine. If anything changes, call me immediately."

“I will, thank you.”

As Strange left, Natasha made her way back to your room, her heart was heavy seeing you like this. Everything must have dawned into you she realized and that broke her heart even more.

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You stirred, your eyes fluttering open. You took a moment to orient yourself, recognizing the familiar surroundings of the room and the warmth of the blankets. You noticed that you already have some clothes on. Your gaze shifted, and you saw Natasha slumped in a chair beside the bed, fast asleep, her head resting on her hand.

“Natasha?” Your voice was weak but clear enough to rouse Natasha. The redhead jerked awake, immediately leaning forward to check on you.

"Hey, how are you feeling? Are you in pain? W-what do you feel?” her eyes scanning yours for any signs of distress.

You gave her a weak laugh, touched by her worry. “I'm fine, Natasha. Really. Stop worrying so much.” You tried to sit in the bed and Natasha immediately got up from her chair to assist you move from the bed and you giggled how she almost fell just to help you.

The room fell into a comfortable silence, but the weight of the situation lingered in the air. Natasha cleared her throat, breaking the quiet. "We need to clean your wound. It needs regular care to heal properly."

“Oh, okay.”

Natasha retrieved the medical supplies needed and when she turned to come back to your bed she saw you slowly unbuttoning the silk pajama top you're wearing and she immediately avoided looking at you, her face heating up.

“I…uhm, c-can I?” she asked, pointing out behind you.

“Oh, y-yeah sure.” You threw the comforter to the side of the bed and moved enough to make a room for Natasha.

Natasha took a deep breath, steadying herself as she prepared to tend to your wound. She gently sat behind you on the bed, her heart pounding in her chest. "Okay, let's get this cleaned up," she said softly.

You nodded and slipped the clothes off your shoulder, exposing the wound. Natasha's hands brushed against your bare skin, sending a shiver down your spine. Natasha's breath hitched as she took in the sight of your soft skin, a flush creeping up her cheeks. The air between you was thick with unspoken tension.

“I’m scared, Natasha.”

“No, you’ll be fine. This will only take a couple of minutes.”

You shook your head no. You glanced over your shoulder, Natasha's eyes darkened as she darted up to your wounded shoulder to your lips, just inches away from her own.

A heavy silence filled the room.

“I’m scared… scared of something I don’t even know?” you laughed humorlessly, the sound filled with pain and confusion.

Natasha felt ashamed with the thoughts creeping in her mind. She wanted to offer comfort, to say something that would take away your fear, but she found herself at a loss. She just hoped her actions could convey what her words could not: that she would protect you with everything she had.

She reached for the antiseptic, pouring a small amount onto a clean cloth. She dabbed the cloth against the wound, her touch as light as possible. You winced, a sharp intake of breath escaping your lips.

“Sorry.” she murmured, her breath fanning over your skin. “Just breathe through it. You can take it.”

You closed your eyes, trying to steady your breathing. The closeness of Natasha, the feel of her breath on your skin, was almost overwhelming. You could feel every movement, every gentle brush of Natasha's fingers, and it made you feel unexplainable feelings.

“N-Natasha…”

“You’re doing great,” she whispered, her breath caressing your ear. “Just like that.”

“Good girl.”

You closed your eyes and bit your lip, trying to hold back a moan to suppress the shiver that Natasha's words sent through you and the stinging pain you're feeling at the same time.

But you actually didn't feel any pain, it felt…good.

Natasha reached for the gauze. She carefully placed it over your wound, her fingers brushing your skin once more. "All done," she immediately stepped back slightly, taking a moment to collect herself.

You shifted to your seat and gripped the buttons of your top, holding it together so you wouldn’t expose your chest as if she hadn't seen you naked already after finding your curled naked body on the cold tile floor of the bathroom. You thank her with a shaky breath, covering the fact that you're still aching…but it's not your shoulders that's aching.

Natasha gulped at the sight of you, she had to shut her eyes to stop her mind from going to inappropriate places. “Well,” she said as she looked away, “I’ll let you rest some more and I uhm…I’ll have some food sent up here.”

Natasha started walking through the door, her movements a bit hesitant. “Get some rest, okay? If you need anything, just call.”

“Yeah.”

“Y/N?” She called, her voice was so soothing saying your name. You can feel your heart pounding on your ribcage...

You're already missing the feeling of how safe you are with her embrace...

The heat of her breath through your skin...

The way she touched you...

You shut your eyes before you hesitantly looked at her way because you couldn't bring yourself to directly look at her.

“As long as you're here, you're safe. I know you're scared. But I…I promise that no harm will come after you. As long as you stay.” Natasha said, hoping that her words gave you enough reassurance. She gave you one last look, you just nodded, you could feel her eyes looking for yours but you still didn't dare to meet them.

You just realize that in her embrace, you don't feel scared, with her all your fears seem to vanish.

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[carewyncromwell]

“You'll see, Ma, now comes the better part -- Someone's gonna make good, cross his stupid heart! Make good and finally make you Proud of your boy...”

~“Proud of Your Boy” from Aladdin (musical)

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original background image (edited with Lunapic!) // in case you want to read some more mother-son content with these two! // my own cover of this song

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Gaaaah, Jacob, my boy!! I’m so proud of you and so is Mama Lane!! 🥹

Ahem, so yeah, since this is kind of graduation season for a lot of people, and because I haven’t done nearly enough Mama Lane content (and because @dat-silvers-girl​ suggested I draw some Jacob/Lane huggles, haha), I decided to draw this, which is set on the day of Carewyn and Jacob’s graduation from Hogwarts in the spring of 1991. Carewyn’s graduation obviously was scheduled for that date from the moment she started at Hogwarts, but for Jacob, who had been expelled from Hogwarts and had his entire life and future wrecked by R, he had just about lost all hope of ever seeing this day. He therefore -- pretty understandably -- got pretty emotional during the ceremony. Even Lane, who’s always been so quiet and reserved with her emotions, couldn’t completely fight back tears of pride seeing her beloved son, who so many had labeled as a delinquent over the years both as a child and after disappearing, graduate with an astounding twelve O’s on his NEWTs. Obviously there were plenty of pictures of Lane and Jacob with Carewyn too...but this image was just so strong that I felt it deserved its own picture. Jacob went to school wanting so desperately to not be the “screw-up” he was as a boy and to be someone his mother and sister could be proud of...and even though, yes, they’ve always been proud of him, this day Jacob finally felt like the whole world could see in him what his mum and “Pip” always saw. He’d finally done something right.

[rhey-007]

The mystery of Love

Fernando Alonso family fluff

|| P3 of Fernando x goth mommy!reader

• | socialmedia au

Summary: After only 2 appearances on the paddock, little Benny already has all the drivers wrapped around his finger. But which one along with his team will steal the child's heart?

Warnings/Tags: fluff, family fluff, female reader

A/N: WHY IS IT SO HARD TO FIND SUITABLE PICS WITH TODDLER BOYS JXHHZNDNNFNFXEH I had to use Jack Wolff for some🧍‍♀️Anywaaaay this is a longer one just so y'know :)) Enjoy!

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•danielricciardo: a little road trip before training! 💪😎

•y/n._.l/n: •fernandoalo_oficial •kl.au_s why is my kid having playdates with literally EVERYONE on the paddock? 🧍‍♀️

→ •kl.au_s: you know well we can't say no to him 👉👈🤭

→ •fernandoalo_oficial: exactly.

→ •y/n._.l/n: I left you for 2 days!

→ •user1: •user2 and tell me they're not together 🧍‍♀️

→ •user2: they already act like a family lol

→ •user3: not Benny adopting the whole grid 😭

•yukitsunoda0511: don't forget about your chauffeur! >:(

→ •user4: of course Yuki had to drive them around 😂

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•lewishamilton: great race weekend spent in even better company! Thank you Britian!

•fernandoalo_oficial: YOU DID NOT

→ •lewishamilton: yes. I. did. 🤭😎

•user5: not lewis stealing Fernando's kid

→ •user6: not only him, check out Daniel's ig

→ •user7: and Lando's!

→ •user8: basically everyone's lol

•susie_wolff: can't wait to see little bunny again! ❤

→ •user9: the boy got himself a 2nd mother

→ •user10: and whole lotta uncles!

•user11: they even got him a small suit like Jack's I can't 😭✋

→ •user12: they can match!!! 💞

→ •user13: they would slay SO hard 😍

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•hulkhulkenberg: ping-pong session before the training with my boy Chiquito and a quick store break to buy mommy some flowers :)

•user14: isn't it weird that every driver posts pictures with Fernando's kid recently?

→ •user15: yeah and all of them only give attention to Benny, what about Klaus????

•y/n._.l/n: thanks for the flowers! Benny already can't wait for another play date with Noemi and Laura! ❤

→ •kevinmagnussen: they can't wait too! ❤

→ •user16: WHY HAVEN'T WE SEEN THE KIDS PLAYING TOGETHER SDHYCYUESNXIEU

→ •user17: we got ROBBED >:(

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•charles_leclerc: thanks for the best boy out there, little bunny, for helping the best team! 💪💞

•user18: you know you ain't the best

•maxverstappen1: who said you were the best? 🤨

→ •carlossainz55: Benny ofc 💅

→ •fernandoalo_oficial: no way he said that

→ •pierregasly: I belive he said that about all the teams 😆

•user19: are the drivers fighting over which team is the best in a random kid's eyes???

→ •user20: that's so cute and stupid xD 💞

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•zhouguanyu24: thank you Benny and Klaus for supporting us in Britain! Love you! ❤

•user2137: why is everyone posting about Chiquito?

→ •user22: it's clearly a competition for the best team

•user23: Zhou looks so cute playing with Benny I can't TwT 💞

→ •user24: all of them look sooo cute with Chiquito!

•kl.au_s: finally someone mentioned me, thank you

→ •fernandoalo_oficial: and you said you don't care about the sport nor the people 🤨

→ •kl.au_s: shhh 🤫

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•user25: love how Fernando and the other kid argue in the comments xD

→ •user26: they literally radiate father and son energy!!!

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•landonorris: a small ride around the track in new fav tshirt from the best uncles on the grid 🏎💨😎👏

•danielricciardo: *2nd and 3rd best

→ •lewishamilton: *4th and 5th best

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→ •y/n._.l/n: shut up you're all best uncles 🙄

→ •user27: I think mommy has enough already 😂

→ •user28: I love how y/n is finally active in the f1 world! hope to see them more often on the races!

•user29: the tshirt I can't 😭💞

→ •user30: he looks so cute in it 7fyxitxufxjccjv

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•maxverstappen1: •redbullracing I've got you a future driver 💪🦬

•charles_leclerc: you wish -_-

→ •georgerussell63: you both wish, we all know Chiquito will choose mercedes 😏👉👉

•user31: not another racing suit 😭✋💞

→ •user32: I'm gonna melt... 💞

•user33: other teams should have tried better tbh :/

→ •user34: mercedes and redbull are defo in top 2

→ •user35: aston is definitely number 1 it's obvious 💁‍♀️

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•logansargeant: 🪱🐟🌊

•user36: love how all the drivers show Chiquito around the teams garages and do stuff related to formula while Logan randomly took all 4 of them fishing 😂

→ •user37: it must have been the time of little bunny's life! 💞

•user38: why is it so cute TwT

•fernandoalo_oficial: thanks for a great time!

•user39: why do I feel like he has NO idea about the competition?

→ •logansargeant: what competition? 👁👄👁

→ •user40: exactly! 😂

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•pierregasly: dinner time with the new grid fam! 🥘🥗🍕

•fernandoalo_oficial: thanks for inviting us for a FREE dinner! 😍

•user41: the guys are spoiling Benny SOO MUCH

→ •user42: he got 2 free meals (1 that he had to fish himself) 2 f1 suits, a little kart, some plushies and probably waaay more things that we have no idea about

→ •user43: all in a spawn of 3 DAYS!

→ •user44: I wish I was Benny 😭

→ •user45: yes. especially that he has such cool hot parents 😍

•charles_leclerc: why was I not invited 🧍‍♀️

→ •y/n._.l/n: want me to adopt you?

→ •charles_leclerc: yes please 😩🙏 I want free food

→ •user6: charles wtf XD

→ •danielricciardo: I want to be adopted too ✋🤓

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Stellaron Hunters and Astral Express Parallels

So, I've noticed that the Stellaron Hunters are basically a darker, murdery, and morally grey parallel version of the more heroic Astral Express, with every member mirroring another from the other group. Two sides of the same coin, if you will. First thing I'd like to point out, both factions don't really follow any current aeon. They "follow" (very loose term here) the missing-in action Akivili and the "Destiny" that Elio forsees. Both factions also are deeply involved with Stellarons(we encounter a stellaron on every planet, the Stellaron Hunters hunt them. Obviously) Here's some similarities I've thought of between the members and some theories based off each other: !!SPOILERS AHEAD!!

Dan Heng and Blade:

Both from Xianzhou,

Immortal in some way(Blade's self-regenerating and Dan Heng's reincarnations)

Same gender

Dan heng's five star form enhances his basic attack, like Blade, who I BET was ALSO a four star before the mara and Jing Liu incident

Similar age? Don't really know exact timeline between them

Both feature flowers in their gameplay(lotus flowers and spider lilies)

Himeko and Kafka:

Both intelligent women

The pseudo-moms of their faction.

I might be pulling out of my ass here, but I'd like to point out that both of them use both a ranged weapon(Himeko's laser and Kafka's gun) and also a melee weapon(Kafka's katana and Himeko's grator).

Since they are each others parallel, I'd like to make the assumption that since Himeko was the first one to join the Astral Express, that Kafka was the first one to join Elio. It just fits with the known info we have and clears up any ambiguity, but you don't have to strictly adhere by it lol.

Pom Pom and Elio

"Animals" yeah right

The being who leads their group in the direction wanted(conducter, scriptwriter, best destiny, best path to blaze)

You assume they are the cute mascot at first, but then there is something...exceptional about them, that you can't quite pin down.

Both are sentient and can presumably talk(Elio might just write to communicate, how would that work though? Toe beans? Meow to text? Lmao)

Wait....with synestheia beacons that's actually very possible. Oh god

March 7th and Silver Wolf(HEAR ME OUT)

The trendy, youthful girl of the group

....Use of technology?

yeah i got nothing BUTBUTBUT

March 7th's mysterious pasttttt. Like, the similarities between Danheng and Blade weren't revealed until his five star form was revealed and I'm making the theory that when March 7th's mysterious past is revealed, the similarities between her and Silver Wolf will appear!!!!

So Silver Wolf is from Punklord, is extremely accomplished and powerful, chaotic neutral with a sense of wanderlust. I don't know much about her(don't have her character/character story) so I can't say much more, but what I do know seems pretty plausible for March's former self.

It supports my theory that March 7th's five star form will be Nihility. Imbibiter Lunae was Destruction, like Blade. The memokeeper in March's quest said her past would "only bring her pain". How nihilistic is that? Either way, I'm definitely pulling xD

Stelle/Caleus and Firefly/Sam(the best for last ;)

So this is the one that really cemented this theory into my mind. So far, you might have noticed that every member's mirror image is the same gender(with the exception of Catlio and PomPom, I'll talk about it in the comments). But Trailblazer has TWO genders/personas. You know who ALSO has two genders/personas?FIREFLY/SAMMMM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Some theory and more similarities between them

They both are the explosive power powerhouse of their group(Stellaron and Sam's firepower)

Both pretty smart(dubious) and funny(hilarious, the both of them)

They both eat questionable things...Trailblazer's trash consumables and Firefly's woodchip Oak Cake(seriously, read the description, do they have iron stomachs or something??)

...So they might have iron stomachs.

Both were presumably artificially made. We know Firefly/Sam is(born to fight in a war) and the Trailblazer is a vessel of a Stellaron. There has to be some funky, wonky, genetic/biological makeup for that.

Welt Yang and no one lmao

Lonely ass old man, no ship?(making the no bitches face)

Anyway, I presume he doesn't have any parallel bc he's from another universe. I don't know much cause I haven't played Honkai Impact. Something about a comic and "herscherr"? Idrk but. I suppose Luocha could join the Stellaron Hunters. That would be crazy as hell and if it happens I CALLED IT, but it probably won't. Probably.

There is also the theory Sunday joined the Stellaron Hunters. It's honestly really interesting and if that's true.....Welt Yang and Sunday don't have any similarities so that's tossed out the window. So, that only leaves the possibilty that we will have a mirrored someone of Sunday joining the Astral Express in the future. That would be INSANE but fun as hell like, can you imagine?

On another, slightly less speculative note, I'd like to point out that the five stars of the Astral Express have the same paths as the Stellaron Hunters. DHIL and Blade, are both Destruction. The Trailblazer started off as Destruction and Firefly/Sam is Destruction. As I theorized above, March 7th's five star form is likely Nihility, just like Silver Wolf. Except for Himeko and Kafka. Hmmmm

It is also my theory that Kafka was supposed to be Erudition, like Himeko, but the Stellaron Disaster on her homeplanet altered her path to Nihility. We know how smart Kafka is and we've seen paths change, Dan Heng changed to Hunt after doing away his vidyadhara features, and we have switched paths multiple times now. But we know we and Dan Heng can switch between paths anytime. I think Kafka's case is different, in that she can't switch and the Stellaron permanently altered her, removing her fear and switching her Path.

So this concludes my rant, are you convinced yet ;)? It's really interesting that the two factions mirror each other so deeply. I am getting the message that, whatever our fates are, they are deeply intertwined.

Thanks a bunch for reading this far and please, let me know what you think! May the Trailblaze be with you....or something lol

Edit: AAAAAA, Firefly's pool cutscene!!! She said, and I quote "The Astral Express and the Stellaron Hunters are like light and shadow. We walk on different paths, intertwined, moving forward and growing together...Maybe the end is predestined, but, it is not today."

Idgaf, I'm taking this as confirmation!! My theories are becoming true!!!!! *high pitched squealing* Show me more, Honkai Star Rail!!!!

[anthurak]

Okay, so it seems like Ruby was sent to the Tree at the end of this episode.

And we still haven’t gotten our second meeting with the Mysterious Blacksmith where we get her ‘What if you could leave Ruby Rose behind...?’ line from the trailer.

Yeah, I’m calling it now that the Blacksmith and her forge have been inside the tree this whole time.

And of course, she’s who Ruby is going to be meeting next episode XD