#the least platonic one is their sparring tho

[itachi86]

time for the second least platonic jalec scene

[jd-loves-fiction]

Hello hello :3

I'm not sure if you take platonic requests so if you get to mine and you don't, pls lmk <3

Anyway. I would like to request platonic Boothill, Sampo, Mydei (if you can't write him yet then it's okay) and the Astral Express crew (you can leave out characters if it's too much) with a reader who is a former slave like Aventurine but they escaped by force and now respond to certain gestures with violence. Think about it like a wounded animal you're trying to approach. They lash out, bite, scratch, attack, anything.

🌑hello dear welcome!! I do take platonic requests 🫡and you can request as many characters as you want just know the more there are the longer I'll take😅 also I love love this idea 👀👀

✦ 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐥 ✦

Ooh he gets it

You can't exactly hurt him, given the metal body, but even if you try he won't hold it against you

The circumstances might not be the same but he undoubtedly became a different, not violent, man after what the IPC did to his planet

Plus being a galaxy ranger is a lonely existence by design

He respects your need to distance yourself from people

But I feel there's a nurturing side to Boothill he doesn't get to tap into very often

So there's a part of him that will try to comfort you? Relate to you? He doesn't know what he's doing himself but something in his heart breaks for you and pulls him towards you

One stubborn fella about helping you but quite sturdy, let's say he's the guy letting the dog bite him to get its anger out and know that he can be trusted 🥺

✦ 𝐒𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐨 ✦

Menace I love him

Sampo is a con-man salesman - he wants to know everyone's secrets so that he can exploit them for his benefit

But there's some lines even he won't cross

He's got a soft heart somewhere in there (deep in there) so you can expect that he'll go easy on you when he comes to his scheming

Plus he knows how to calculate risk, so if messing with you is highly likely to get him fucked up, he won't try you... Too much

Another man whose life wasn't exactly easy (which is why he's the way he is) and with a soft spot for people with a similarly difficult past

I think he'd find his own way of showing companionship, implying that you can talk to him about stuff if you want (tho he won't blame you for thinking he's just trying to get to your secrets) and stuff like that. He'll just be very subtle about how honest he's being

Let's say he's the guy slowly leaving treats for the dog and pretending like he doesn't care if it likes him or not (he really does, he's incredibly intrigued)

✦ 𝐌𝐲𝐝𝐞𝐢 ✦

New character so bear with me

I feel like you're very similar in this way

He's got a heart of gold under all that aggression, specially when it comes to his people

He's just bad at expressing it in a gentle way😅

His childhood was... Traumatic to say the least, violence is all he knows

Another sturdy guy, he's literally immortal and seems to enjoy a good fight so hitting him in any way might just start a sparring session💀

If he doesn't know you, he wouldn't engage, he's got better things to worry about

But if he does, you might get to see a gentleness from him no one thought him capable of

He's a patient man but he genuinely wants to see you learn to live with your trauma like him

I don't think he's done healing, mind you, but you might be able to learn something from each other about living with your demons

✦ 𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐭 ✦

So much father energy LORD

The way he just immediately takes Sunday under his wing? Guiding him gently and patiently? That's a dad right there

He's deeply altruistic so he will try to help you please don't fight it😭

He's canonically one of the strongest characters so don't worry about hurting him. The fact that you even had to live through what you did, hurts him much more

Gentle but insistent, is how I'd describe him

He will not give up on you no matter what and that is a promise

When and if you decide to open up, he's a great listener

But even if you don't, he'll be there always🫡 because he genuinely just wants to see you be happy

✦ 𝐇𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐤𝐨 ✦

A fearless woman if I ever saw one

On the express she mostly keeps to herself, y'know navigating

But she undoubtedly cares deeply about the team so if you're part of it (let's say you are) you're included in that sentiment

She's not exactly... Motherly, per say, but she does care. She's just a bit... Awkward about it?

The type to do things like invite you to have coffee with her (don't drink it), or offer to teach you about navigating and stuff like that, just try to make you feel included

Not the type to outright ask about what happened but will listen if you tell her and will not judge - she doesn't see anything wrong with the way you handled things (Sunday train flashbacks)

Knows you're capable of protecting yourself, but will become somewhat protective of you

Tries to avoid setting you off as much as possible, she can hold her own no problem but she'd feel terrible if she hurt you in some way

✦ 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡 𝟕𝐭𝐡 ✦

Sunshine incarnate

Might come off as overly friendly upon first meeting so if that sets you off well... she'll learn her lesson... maybe

Doesn't remember her past so if you don't wanna talk about yours it's all good with her

But if you do, she's a surprisingly good listener

Tho if you decide to be rude or aggressive to push her away, she'll definitely take it to heart, at first

She'll mope about it for a bit before her determination takes over

She wants to be your friend damnit 😡

She'll call you out for being rude but stick around regardless

She's got thicker skin than expected and she's hard to shake off (like a puppy...) if she decides she wants to be your friend, that's what she's gonna do

Plus after that first time, being rude to push her away won't work, she'll just talk right over you

In the end, she might just win you over through sheer determination 😭

✦ 𝐃𝐚𝐧 𝐇𝐞𝐧𝐠 ✦

Oh he cares so much bless him

Dan Heng is extremely protective of those he's close to

If you're in the express, you're immediately included in that

Quiet comfort is his thing

Like sitting together quietly because you just need some company while he reads or even offering a game of chess as a distraction

Doesn't blame you for how you react, but if you become physically dangerous to be around he will be the first to restrain you

Just because he gets it doesn't mean he likes seeing the people around him get hurt

I feel like he's got some words of wisdom regarding how to make peace with your past

But beyond that he's good to have around because he doesn't push for answers at all

Nobody knew about his past when he came onto the express so he'd be kind of a hypocrite if he cared

It's inevitable that he becomes attached and when he does he becomes just as protective with you as with any other member of the express, regardless of your past

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Home, At Last | Azriel & WitchDaughter!Reader

Summary: Unbeknownst to Azriel, an encounter he had with a witch nearly three centuries ago will come back to haunt him when his shadows begin speaking of you, his “daughter”, a witch in danger of being thrown out of her coven.

Word Count: ~ 3.5k

Warnings: Mentions of rape, stillborn baby, pregnancy, abuse, branding, witches, sharp stuff, birth, death, major trauma and angst, injuries, ends kinda good tho (PLATONIC RELATIONSHIP W/ AZ AND READER)

A/N: Ok I feel like I’m scamming y’all bc reader is actually Az’s granddaughter but they have more of a father-daughter relationship in the ends…this is like super sad in the beginning but there’s comfort in the end and a bit of fluff, hope you enjoy <3

Requests are open!

From the moment his shadows had begun whispering and speaking of rumors, Azriel hadn’t been surprised.

Of course, he was surrounded by rumors, he was the infamous shadowsinger, the Spymaster of Night Court who’d been alive for centuries and lived through several wars, a male who’d murdered thousands in his lifetime. But these rumors seemed a bit more real than the others, more realistic, or at least his shadows thought so.

‘She is small, with hazel eyes like ours’

They whispered to him, conjuring up images in his mind, images of a young teenage female, one of gleaming iron, with hazel eyes and midnight black hair.

He didn’t understand how or why he would have a child.

With any lover he took, he always ensured that the protection was flawless, whether it be condoms, birth control pills, or pulling out on time, he was careful with all of it. He knew he wasn’t ready for a child, and he didn’t want to have one anytime soon, let alone with a female he wasn’t mated with.

But there was one instance. One completely out of his control, an experience he would never forget.

It had been in the midst of the first Great War, he’d been sent on a mission, a secretive one to gather information, by Rhysand’s father, the High Lord at the time. It had all gone perfectly, he’d gotten in, and out, but he’d made a small pitstop on a little side of a high mountaintop to gather water, as he had been feeling a bit nauseous due to the lack of it for many hours.

The female had moved so quickly he hadn’t even been able to notice her until he was on the ground, and saw her iron teeth and nails come down over their normal counterparts a second too late before they were against his Jugular, the witch smiling wickedly above him as she crooned into his ear.

“Quite the catch. I haven’t seen a male like you in centuries,”

She had purred into his ear, her sharp nails tracing over where the Illyrian tattoos were visible on the lower half of his neck, and some of his shoulders. Overcome with nausea and fatigue from nonstop missions, not to mention the deadly witch that could easily slaughter him, he could do nothing but remain silent and blank as he could while the witch had her way with him. That was a key belief of their kind, that men were only good for breeding and food, nothing more.

He’d tried to forget about it, tried his very hardest, but now it seemed it was coming back to bite him. It was odd that his shadows hadn’t picked anything up sooner. That event had been nearly 300 years ago, and if that witch had somehow sired his child, survived the birth with the wings, and raised it…

He was getting ahead of himself. Maybe it was just a mishap with a normal lover, not the sadistic witch who’d raped him so long ago.

And if it was….he’d find her.

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Normal occurrences in the witch camps had always been chaotic, but you were bound to notice more when you were actively looking out for it.

Daily sparring, sharpening of iron teeth or nails, fights, meals, and hunting times. It had all been so painfully normal to you before you’d gotten pregnant. It had been a human man, one you’d met while scoping out a new area for the Matron. He’d been drunk, and you, like any other witch of your coven, had taken advantage of that fact.

He’d at least provided a decent meal afterward.

Carrying a witchling was a blessing from your gods, you knew it, and you were forever thankful for it. But that didn’t mean it was easy. You were usually stuck in the designated area for impregnated witches that were about to pop, which was fine. There was just one thing you were nervous about, one thing that might go wrong.

You had only heard the story once, how you’d been born with wings and your mother had been left ripped open and dead because of it, her birthing canal unable to adjust. The same wings that had been promptly ripped off for being improper. Death had probably been the best fate for the female that had once called you her daughter, giving birth to an improper or “wrong” child was worse, and you would be branded like cattle, and thrown to the side.

That could easily happen to you.

The chances were low, usually the only genes that carried so strongly through witch blood were the integral witch parts, what made you worthy and befitting of the coven. The chances of the child having wings were low, almost zero, but not zero.

You couldn’t help but wonder if that was what your mother had been thinking, or her mother before her. The gene of wings had been in your bloodline almost three women back. They’d probably thought the same. That there wasn’t a chance, not one bit of one. Even though there had been, and she’d paid dearly for it

Every day dragged closer to the day, and as the others in the coven noticed the behavior, the swollen ankles, the lack of strength, shortness of breath, odd cravings, fatigue, or the morning sickness, the stricter the designated midwives became you staying inside of your bed.

The nerves grew, for multiple different reasons.

“This is a blessing,”

They’d tell you.

“You’re birthing the next generation of a strong coven,”

They said.

It was easy to listen to them, but not so easy to believe in what they’d said. Other females gave you tips, being oddly kind for your species and their volatile behavior. The midwives prepared you, giving you a blunt explanation of what would happen, as they did with all the other females about to give birth.

Finally, the day came.

At first, you thought you’d just pissed yourself when your water broke, but after a second of actual contemplation, you’d nearly panicked. The contractions started soon after, horrible awful things making your body cramp and lurch in ways you hadn’t even known possible beforehand. Your groans and moans joined those of the other woman also giving birth at the time. This was her first time, too. You’d briefly talked to her before.

“When are you due?”

“A month before the solstice.”

“….”

“Three weeks before the solstice.”

“Is this your first?”

“Yes.”

“Oh. Me too.”

The female seemed as kind as a witch could be, with piercing blue eyes and chocolate brown hair. Your screams intertwined together, beds separated only by thin curtains in the large birthing tent with rows upon rows of beds and supplies.

It felt like you were being ripped apart from the inside out, some sort of feral creatures trying to claw their way out. Your nails dug into the bed, ripping and shredding the thick furs in a way most mothers didn’t. It felt like it was taking too long. You faintly heard crying, that of a baby, the other female’s child.

You pushed for what felt like hours, nurses hissing to push harder, faster, to be strong like a witch should and suffer through it. Like the other new mother beside your bed had done.

However, with a final push, the baby had emerged. You looked down at it, eyes stained with tears and sweat. There were no wings on the small, red thing, not even a hint of it.

And not a hint of crying, either.

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“And..how long will you be gone?”

Rhysand asked him, with a raised brow and smooth tone, barely showing his curiosity. He never saw his shadowsinger this bothered. Azriel had been pacing nearly all morning and seemed distracted during training.

“Give me a day.”

The male responded, swallowing as he tried to stop his pacing, to stop seeming concerned. The stoic look remained on his face, despite his obvious worries through his body language.

“Very well…”

The High Lord replied, swirling the wine in his cup around before taking a small sip of it, gazing into the pool of dark red liquid, as if trying to find an answer to his questions in it.

“What are you up to, brother?”

He then asked, giving Azriel a curious but assessing look. Azriel only shook his head, heart beating faster than it should’ve as he left the office area, walking out of the townhouse, looking at the sparkling river that overlooked the Sidra, and took out the maps he’d acquired from one of the oldest sections in the House of Wind’s library.

He’d marked out a path in chalk, he would start where he’d first encountered that witch nearly three centuries ago, and he would go South from there, following evidence of migration patterns his shadows had managed to dig up.

It had been hours of endless flying, no sign of life on the mountain other than old, maybe a year ago, dirt disturbed, which could’ve easily been whatever wildlife could brave the heights of the mountain. He’d followed the pattern from there, his wings aching, the shadows whispering which way to go, but unable to aid him in his conquest. He was forced to stop for the night when a large storm blew in, thunder cracking down from the skies.

And so, setting up a fire in a small cave he’d found, Truth-Teller in his hand, he went to sleep for the night.

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It had happened too quickly, you’d barely had time to understand why, but when you realized your child wasn’t crying, and the fact that he was too small and pale, you knew what had happened. A stillborn.

They brought out the brand before you could even try to get away, the nurses hissing and grumbling at your every struggle and begging and pleading as they took the red-hot iron, sinking it into your flesh, searing so deep that not even your witch blood could heal it enough to avoid the mark it left. The big, black, ugly symbol on the left of your stomach, read “Infertile”.

They’d dragged you through the camp as you’d screamed and sobbed, public humiliation at its finest, and carried you far from the camp, far enough that you wouldn’t be able to sniff them out or trace them back, dropping you on the forest floor.

“Waste of our time,”

You heard one of them grumble as they departed, leaving you alone and in the cold forest. You were still bleeding slightly, your teenage body struggling to recuperate from being split open. It got better as time went on, when you managed to struggle to your feet, knees about to give out, and began stumbling through the forest. Your head was fuzzy, not clear, and unable to focus properly as you registered warmth from a certain direction.

Warmth.

The word clanged through you like a bell despite the lightning and rain overhead, you began sniffing out the fire, picking up the faint scent of a male nearby. It didn’t matter. You could deal with the male later, but if you didn’t get warm now, you didn’t know if you could make it through the night.

A small cave came into sight, and stumbling into it, you found the warmth you so desperately desired, a small campfire lit.

However, before you could get closer to it, you registered being slammed to the ground, cold steel against your neck, and a pair of dark, hazel eyes looking into your own.

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A witch.

And not just any witch, his daughter, his teenage daughter, bloodied and bruised, being pinned down beneath him. He had her wrists tied up in barely a second, he’d seen firsthand what those iron nails witches possessed could do to those who weren’t cautious.

The iron scent of her blood was obvious as well, and based on its location, she was either injured in a very bad place or menstruating, and he didn’t want to think of the only real possible answer. Another aspect of her scent was the smell of blooming life, the same one Feyre had possessed while pregnant with Nyx. A scent he couldn’t ignore.

“Who are you?”

He asked, Truth-Teller being placed back on his side as he carefully picked the female up, placing her down near the campfire to give her shivering and soaking wet form some warmth.

“I just — she wasn’t crying and they —“

You sobbed, as if not hearing his question, burying your head into your arms. It didn’t take Azriel long to piece together what had happened, and he knew that you needed medical attention.

“Hold still,”

He muttered, stamping out the fire and gathering the few things he’d brought, before gently lifting you into his arms, and in a swirl of shadows and magic, you were somewhere completely new. He watched you carefully as he hurried to Madja’s tent. Your eyes were closed as you sobbed, and if he was assuming what had happened correctly, you had reason to.

The old female, always reliable with their medical issues, was in her tent, mixing up some concoction, her eyes widened as she laid eyes on you but then went right back to normal, into medic mode, where she couldn’t panic and risk making a mistake or scaring anyone.

“Lay her down.”

Her voice rang out, and Azriel obediently obeyed, laying you on the table and watching, his anxiety evident in the way he paced back and forth, swallowing. Madja began examining you, taking the restraints on your hands and your clothes off, and when he spotted the brand, the dark mark burnt into your skin that looked all too fresh, his temper flared beyond control and he growled. Madja gave him a look.

“If you can’t control yourself, then leave.”

Her sharp tone rang out, and he huffed, but knowing that his anger wouldn’t solve anything, he walked out of the tent, sparing your barely conscious form one last glance as you groaned, clearly in discomfort.

…

“You have a what?”

Cassian’s confused and shocked tone rang out from behind Rhys and Azriel. Az sighed. The bastard must’ve snuck in when they weren’t looking. Rhys looked a bit worried, and Azriel felt more anxious than he’d been in centuries.

“A daughter, she’s a…witch.”

Cassian choked on his spit at that, watching Azriel’s frantic pacing. Rhys put his hand on the shadowsinger’s shoulder, stopping his constant movement in an attempt to soothe him.

“It’ll be fine, Azriel. We’ll work this out.”

“She could die, Rhys. I think she’d just given birth when I found her, it went wrong somehow, and those other witches marked her. They fucking marked her.”

Azriel snapped, eyes filled with such anguish, anger, and grief already that neither of them knew what to say, except to remain silent and think about the situation they were in and how to make it better.

Cassian carefully approached Azriel, with a look and demeanor he’d seen before. It was like he saw him as a wounded animal, like a soldier after the battle, scarred and mentally torn apart.

“All we can do is wait and see, Az.”

His voice, a bit softer than usual, though still gruff, spoke. His eyes held sympathy and understanding, as did Rhys’, but also caution and concern. A witch was dangerous. They knew that just as well as anyone.

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The first thing you registered was that you were in a lot of pain, with stitches being put in your body, and needles being poked every which way. You groaned and shifted, only for old, worn hands to put you right back into place, and a vague voice telling you to “stop moving.” before you felt another needle on the inside of your wrist, and you fell back into sleep again.

The next time you woke, you felt more numb this time, opening your eyes to be met with the sight of a room, ornate, the floor a rich red carpet with patterns on it, the ceiling wooden and going upwards to a point. There was some bland wooden furniture in the room, one mirror, and a large window that light bled through despite the light curtains on it.

A male was sitting beside you. Two of them. Three. They were talking amongst themselves. You hadn’t opened your eyes yet, content to listen.

“— but they gave her up, didn’t they?”

“Technically, yes. I think it’s well within our rights to keep her here if they moved her out of the camp.”

“So she’s ours?”

“She is no one’s.”

The dark voice that cut through the conversation finally made you open your eyes. You recognized that, and his scent…it was familiar, somehow. As soon as you opened your eyes and began to shift, they were all at attention, watching closely.

One in particular stood out to you, the dark male, shrouded by shadows, hazel eyes that resembled your own. All three had wings, leathery bat-like things, one of the males was more brusque and muscular, offering a little grin, the other looking more proper like a pretty Court boy, with his violet eye. All of them had dark hair.

You stared until the shadowy one spoke.

“What’s your name?”

He asked lowly, voice smooth and soothing. His scarred hands twitched up as if wanting to hold you or touch you, or anything he could to fix you.

“Y/N.”

You answered, swallowing as you tried to sit up, wincing as you felt the clothes that had been put on you, similar to a hospital gown, rub against the stitches in your body, and the branding on your stomach. The minute a hint of discomfort entered your expression, the scarred hands of the male were there, gently helping ease you up as you sat against the headboard of the bed, probably looking like death. The minute you were sat up, his hands went away, as if he realized what he had done.

“Sorry.”

He muttered, hands retreating into his lap from the chair. The other male, the violet-eyed one, then cleared his throat and spoke.

“I’m Rhysand,”

He said with a small polite smile, clearly faked, as you could smell how unsure he was, even a bit anxious, as it was in his scent. The brusque-looking one then spoke up with a wolf’s grin, one that wasn’t faked at all.

“Cassian,”

He said before you turned to face the last one. He swallowed, looking a bit anxious.

“Azriel. I’m..your father, or related to you somehow.”

Your brow scrunched in confusion, eyes glancing back at his wings. He might have been your father, but not likely, given how long the trait of wings had been in your bloodline. From what you knew, it had started with your grandmother, then passed to your mother, then you. You sighed, looking uncomfortable but speaking.

“How many years ago was it?” How many years has it been since you fucked a witch?

He swallowed, now looking more uncomfortable, and Cassian snorted, clearly just thinking his eldest brother had gone off and had some fun with a witch, while Rhys shot the male a glare.

“Three centuries.”

He got out quietly, the tiniest of blushes on his cheeks. Your mind was spinning, but you managed to get one coherent thought out.

“You’re my grandfather.”

You said in a dry, clearly uncomfortable tone. Cassian couldn’t stop his laughter at that, even when Rhys elbowed him hard.

“He’s got a grandkid! I don’t believe it —“

He wheezed until Rhys shot Azriel and you an apologetic look, grumbling something to Azriel as he dragged him out of the room, shutting the door behind him. The shadowsinger seemed relieved to be alone with you.

“I’m sorry about what happened, with..everything, I should’ve been there-“

“Don’t. You probably didn’t even know I existed.”

You cut him off, your tired voice still firm. You let your iron nails slide out if only to check that they were still there and undamaged. They were shiny and sharp as ever, untouched. They slid back up as if never there, and you yawned, going to lay back down in the bed. He helped you lay down, scarred hands lingering and taking your hand into his own as he looked into your eyes, multiple emotions mingling inside.

You sighed, giving a tiny tug to his hand.

“C’mere.”

You said, and he easily obliged, tossing his shoes to the floor, but leaving his shirt and pants on as he crawled into the bed beside you, cradling your body gently against his. His hands made sure to avoid the brand on you, the fresh stitches, but they brushed over the large scars on your back from where your wings had been ripped off when you were born.

“You had wings?”

He asked, a pain clear in his voice as your head lay against his chest.

“Had.”

You replied, the exhaustion clear in your tone. Anger flared up in him, for those witches for laying a finger on you, taking your wings and branding you, for them treating you so horribly.

“I’ll never let them touch you again, I promise.”

He said, an inky black marking forming on his back, and on yours, that of a star forming with swirls all around and in it, right between the scars on your back. You gave a little hum of acknowledgment, head moving up to bury itself in his neck, deeply inhaling his scent.

It smelt like home, at last.

[luffyvace]

Uvogin x reader who’s as big as him ᕦ(ò_óˇ)ᕤ

Loll i thought this would be cute and funny!

His reaction to you being as big as him depends on your status to him

if your a passerby and the troupe’s current goal is to wreck havoc he’ll have fun beating up someone the size of him 😃

just because he’s not fighting “tiny ants” for once

- Uvogin

but if your in the troupe or good friends from meteor

he is definitely a lot more happy about you being bigger like him

now you’ve been promoted from a tiny ant to an equal 😎

sparring with him is always fun

and handy since he’s really strong so he definitely pushes your limit, making you stronger too!

if you don’t like to spar he’ll probably throw punches at you anyway and basically make you fight by attacking so you at least have to defend

he probably went up to you first and started a conversation after he saw you two were the same size

he likely started the convo like the two of you were old friends

it’s that moment when you instantly hit it off with someone because of a big similarity you share

(get it?! a big similarity?! 😆)

if your in the troupe he’d enjoy partnering up with you a lot

you, him and nobunaga may become a trio

you two probably earn a unspoken nickname of giant duo or something like that

arm wrestling is a thing.

no questions asked.

seriously tho he practically makes you, like how he makes you spar

sparring is more like play fighting for him 😂 (just for the record)

drinking contests is also a thing 😋 (if you like to)

ngl I’m betting that he might win-

LOL

of course we love reader here 💪��💪💋 (HAHAHHAHA)

but just knowing how many beers he chugged that one time I gotta bet on him 🤷‍♀️

he likes your strength, might I mention

of course he does!

even if you don’t work out/kill your still probably stronger than most because of your height

muscles or not

picking each other up is a back and forth thing

Most times when you do it’s to throw him……for being a jerk

but he usually does it to you in an affectionate way

plus he thinks it’s funny if you don’t like it

so he may do it just to annoy you

but it’s also good to be able to pick each other up if the other is over exerted from a fight

also..

(if you have them…..)

flexing and seeing who has bigger muscles is a friendly competition til it’s not

then it becomes a sparring match and whoever wins has bigger muscles

despite the physics of who’s is actually bigger 😊👍

Whoever’s is stronger must be bigger right?? 🤨

but if you somehow manage to keep it from turning into sparring then it’s really goofy

”hurrr look at MY big musclessss!!” 💪💪

”noooo! Mine are biggerrrrr” 💪💪💪💪

”lies! Obviously mine are the biggest” 💪💪💪💪💪💪💪💪

”HURRRR! See! *obviously straining* mine are even bigger than yours!” 💪💪💪💪💪💪💪💪💪💪

he’s not very romantic in conclusion

it’s more like a queer platonic relationship

because he’s definitely still very physically affectionate towards you (more than anyone else <3)

his love languages are obviously physical touch and quality time

you two are practically inseparable

mostly because Uvo tags along any outing you go to

he’s bored and your the most interesting person he knows

and especially as one he can relate to,

he’s very prone to following you around 🤷‍♀️💗

and then we have physical touch!

where regardless of whether you like it or not (he does not listen to any complaints you have) he kisses you randomly throughout the day!

a kiss when you get up, a kiss when you go out, a kiss after not seeing each other for a long time, a kiss after a favor- WHENEVER!

kisses, kisses, kisses.

kisses? kisses.

he will also casually throw an arm around your shoulder pretty often

which you might mind a lot less

if your in the troupe they’ve pretty much gotten used to his affectionate ways so thankfully they don’t make fun of you (except maybe shal and fei)

they don’t see you two as weak because of it so don’t worry

he does it to them too after all so they know how you feel 😭

especially shal 🤦‍♀️💖

which not to mention shal is probably close to you as well

uvo basically makes all his friends your friends too

just because he likes seeing his people together

so even if your not in the troupe and your from meteor,

once he fully trusts you, you’ll get introduced to the troupe in a jiffy 😂💜

I love this concept it’s adorable

I’ve seen some Uvo stans out there before, so here’s to adding to the little content there is for him ♡

[linkrockeater]

champions x lynel reader hcs

requested by: anonymous

“Hello there!

Would you ever do (any Zelda character you right for) x a fem lynel champion reader? I’m not picky so it could be about anything and be platonic or romantic. Sorry if this isn’t what you do! :)”

i hope this is what you were hoping for! i couldn’t pick any specific character so i wrote headcanons for each champion + link and zelda. 

anon also requested for a fem!reader, though i don’t specify any pronouns or gender (i think) so feel free to imagine whatever you want! this was completely on accident though so i didn’t mean to purposely ignore your request lmao. i did, however, find this female lynel reference on reddit and thought it was the coolest thing ever so i thought i’d share.

warnings: none! please let me know if i need to add any.

gn!reader, platonic, 1.7k words, not proofread

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link

link thinks you’re the coolest thing ever

i mean lynels aren’t exactly friendly. you literally assisting the champions as one yourself is pretty telling of your character

you and link share a pretty strong friendship once you get yourself settled among the other champions.  you two just clicked instantly

one way you two bond is by just sparring with each other. at the end of a training session or even full day you can sometimes see link lingering around wherever you’re at without any obvious reason and only you know it’s because he wants to fight

you two don’t go the full extent, obviously not trying to kill one another, but you definitely don’t go easy.

the size comparison between you two is drastic, so sometimes you end up leaving a few bruises on the tiny man without trying to, leaving you feeling guilty

he doesn’t care tho. having done his job as long as he has he’s pretty pain-tolerant

neither of you have spoken a word to each other. you’re a lynel and don’t speak, and link is just stoic and doesn’t either. 

regardless, the bond you two share is impressively strong

the most you’ve ever heard link “say” weren’t words at all, they were just his airy laughs as you two battled

that one time he takes down like 3 lynels at once during an attack though he doesn’t tell you

he doesn’t wanna traumatize you lmao

zelda

“fascinating…”

zelda had uttered that word for probably the 4th time in a 30-second span since approaching you, previously just resting somewhere in hyrule field

her knight trailed behind her, looking ready to attack in case you did anything, which you didn’t plan to

zelda had opened her mouth several times since the encounter as if to ask you questions, but opted not to upon realizing you wouldn’t be able to answer them

when you seemed to react to her words, however, she felt more encouraged, deciding on asking yes or no questions instead

she learned that you were indeed a lynel, but you were generally non-hostile for the most part, the reason being you raised yourself so close to that castle that you observed them to be non-threatening to you and therefore came to respect them as the land’s leaders

you could still hunt for food if you wished, a majority of the land still left to the wild for you to explore, so as long as you weren’t being attacked by any knights (which didn’t usually happen because they were scared of you if they ever found you) you didn’t care to attack anyone who got too close.

that being said, you could almost see the lightbulb above zelda’s head light up after a while, soon going on a grand spiel about the champions

with some convincing, you agreed to become one

while you and zelda aren’t super close friends, you two do respect each other a whole lot

you sometimes insist on going on her travels with her, not sure if link’s protection will be enough in case of an attack or emergency

also because of other lynels. most other lynels are unaware of the lack of hostility hylians bear, so in case they came across one during their travels, you could at least keep it back or fight it if needed

zelda became very worried at one point that you were feeling left out as a champion, not having a divine beast to control, until link suggested that maybe you could just rally up a bunch of lynels in a time of crisis if possible

you agreed, thinking it might be possible if you made routine trips around hyrule to recruit lynels as you found them

she was still worried though. you can tell she really cared about your inclusion by making sure she had tasks to give to you, which you came to appreciate

overall, although you two weren’t super close, there was still evident respect and care between the two of you and you’ve come to appreciate the new change in your life

mipha

mipha was quite unsure about a lynel becoming a champion, questioning your loyalty and motives, but kept it all mostly to herself

the first time zelda insisted you were safe, she didn’t question it again out loud, though was still unsure internally

once you proved you really could be trusted, you two ended up forming quite an unlikely friendship!

she becomes quite comfortable around you, so much so that she’ll open up about her feelings for link 

you’re a really good listener and she loves that you don’t seem to judge her for what she talks to you about

you two don’t hang out often, but when you do, it’s very calming

she would love to show you around zora’s domain as she is quite proud of where she comes from, but unfortunately, you’re much too large to navigate the narrow halls (albeit not as large as her father, but for the most part, he just sits in the throne room)

but also you might just frighten the other zoras who are unaware of your loyalty to the kingdom of hyrule, and by extension, their people as well

overall, mipha just thinks you’re neat and a great friend

revali

this man does NOT like you

he is constantly questioning whether or not you’re going to turn on them at any given moment, which frustrates you, but ultimately you don’t react in order to remain professional

he would never admit it to ANYONE, and i mean NEVER, but his opposition to you is probably because he’s a little scared of you lmao

of course he thinks that if you two ever got into a fight that he would have an advantage because of his ability to fly, but to be honest, he is intimidated by the fact that your skills in archery rival his

there’s a good chance you’re just plain better than him and he does not want to admit it, and if not, he’s going to take every opportunity possible to talk about it

he mostly does this to reassure himself that he’s still good enough to be a champion

seeing you get along with link so well frustrates him. once again, he’d never admit it, but he’s horribly insecure about his skills and sometimes his relationship with the others

that being said, the way he treats you hardly changes LMAOOO

there is a begrudging increase in respect, but it’s hardly noticeable, and you wrote him off a while ago

your relationship is strictly professional, though perhaps in some alternate universe you and he could get along better

had he been a little kinder to you, you would’ve loved to challenge him to a friendly archery battle

and if he were a little better with managing his emotions and actions, he would’ve loved to accept such a challenge

(side note: i would love it if someone requested for revali sometime omg i love this stupid bird)

daruk

this man is your #1 SUPPORTER

like link, he thinks you are the coolest thing he’s ever laid eyes on

he is CONSTANTLY asking you to train with him or share a classic goron meal with him

you’re not much for eating rocks, but you do accompany him on his training sessions at least

he is super verbal about how he feels about you, constantly spewing words of encouragement or plain awe whenever you do anything

you find it endearing and it’s a nice change of attitude 

the atmosphere can be quite serious and the tension quite high regarding your work and the rising threat of the calamity, so having someone as positive as he is is quite refreshing

being quite strong yourself, you’re able to carry daruk on your back and charge short distances before he jumps off and slams himself/his weapon into the ground

(it’s his favorite move; it stuns everything within a 30-40 ft radius [9-12 meters])

unfortunately, you’re not as cool as link for not being able to stomach his goron prime rock roast. you’re very carnivorous and the rocks don’t digest well anyway

how link did it? you have absolutely no clue, that man is wild

when daruk first met you he had no questions or complaints. just greeted you, gave you a big ol’ pat on the side, and welcomed you to the “family”

daruk is a lot smarter than most people think he is and offers you a lot of valuable combat advice

although you don’t necessarily need it, being one hell of a fighter yourself, you always make sure to remember his advice since he only means the best

all in all daruk is one of your best buds and you appreciate each other a whole lot

urbosa

urbosa was a little skeptical of you at first, but she kept it to herself from the very beginning.

she welcomed you when zelda first introduced you to everyone but kept a close eye on you whenever you were all together

as for when she was back at home learning the divine beast controls, there wasn’t much she could do

with her fury, however, she was confident that in case something DID happen, she could take care of you immediately

that time, however, never came, and she was relieved to find soon enough that you were indeed as trustworthy as zelda said you were

urbosa is nothing but a kind and wise figure to you. out of everyone else, you probably come to respect her the most

she carries herself with such grace and dignity that she seems almost too eloquent to be a champion, yet any doubt is washed away as soon as she starts fighting

urbosa fights with such a controlled yet furious badass-ery that it leaves you in awe

and she notices. lol

she doesn’t say it, but she’s proud that the ferocious lynel seems to look up to her, and she’s aways open to sharing her wisdom with you

urbosa is more like a mentor to you than she is a friend, although to say you two weren’t friends would be false

you two compliment each other very well, though not as well as you and link or you and daruk

your friendship is less personal than that, but not as strictly professional like yours and revali’s

overall you two make quite the scary combo

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Childhood friends (pt1...?)

A/N: Wtf is this word vomit oh god look away people Childhood sweethearts to lovers will always be the bane of my existence sdkfjlsdf

Uhhh this is mostly platonic tho, no full-on romance cause they're kids, just a lil bit of crushing (if you squint). Might or might not continue this lol idk

Proofreading? What's that???

Luffy

Befriends you instantly because he thinks you're so cool and so fun to be around (you have no idea why, you just saw this boy for the first time today???)

You soon get used to him and his antics though.

He doesn't understand what's so fun when you're playing jump rope using his arm, but oh well you're having fun so he's having fun too!

And of course he asks you to join his pirate crew early on.

Shanks always teases the two of you because you "would make such a cute couple".

Before you know it you've fit so well into the role of his 'caretaker'.

And so whenever you come around Makino will always ask how Luffy is doing.

"How should I know??" "Well, aren't you two always together?"

He visits you regularly and tells you all the stories of his adventures with his two brothers.

A lot of times he sneaks down the mountains and not so secretly pulls you with him so you can tag along in his adventures.

Ace and Sabo warm up to you quickly, seeing how attached their youngest brother is to you.

You're the one he cries on when he worries about Ace's safety as the Grey Terminal burns, when he's devastated over Sabo's "death", and when Ace inevitably leaves on his own journey.

Following Ace's departure, you become his regular sparring partner, and even though you're not anywhere as strong as Ace or Sabo, at least you get to spend time with him a lot more now.

The two of you regularly monitor Ace's progress through newspapers and Luffy keeps telling you how looking forward he is to set sail.

Whenever he can't fall asleep, he's talking your ears off about the possible adventures out there in the open sea.

Dadan doesn't appreciate having to take care of one more brat but once she sees the way you handle Luffy so flawlessly, she keeps her complaints to a minimum.

Finally a brat who doesn't give her regular headaches.

When it's time for him to set sail, he does so with you on his side and he's never been so excited in his life.

Law

You said hello to him first, and regretted it immediately.

Who is this murderous looking boy and why is he glaring at you as if you've just killed his entire family?

Yeah, your first meeting doesn't leave a good first impression.

But you keep doing it out of politeness and curiosity, whenever you see him out and about.

And he never replies, just gives you a glare before continuing on his way.

You have no idea why he's being so... mean, when you're just trying to befriend the new boy who just appeared out of nowhere.

But then one day there's a fluffy white bear-person trailing behind him, and bear-guy returns your greeting when you greet murder-eyes.

You ended up befriending the cute bear, who then he tells you grumpy-cat' name.

The next day you meet them again, you greet him with his actual name.

And this time he surprisingly acknowledges you with a nod.

Oh? That's an improvement.

This becomes a regular occurrence. You'll meet them every day, walk around and talk with them for a while, then you'll go off and do your own things.

You think Law hates your presence because of how cold and snippy he is whenever you try talking to him, and that he tolerates you only because Bepo seems to like you.

But then, one day you didn't show up on time.

As you hurry towards the scene, you find the two actually waiting for you, on the spot where you would usually greet them and join them for a walk.

And much to your shock, it's Law who asks whether something happened.

Huh. Maybe he doesn't hate you as much as you thought.

From thereon, you don't break off from the two for almost the whole day.

None of them complains.

Soon enough you meet Shachi and Penguin, and you wonder if you need to change your name or appearance to some sort of animal that has affinity with the ocean, just to qualify hanging out with Law.

He just stares at you blankly when you propose this to him.

"Are you an idiot?"

The first time you see Law using his power, you're half scared and half amazed.

Bepo had eaten a whole fish and its bone had been stuck in his throat.

One second you're panicking, the next second Law mutters an incantation of some sort, enveloping the three of you in a transparent blue sphere, and now he's calmly cutting the polar bear's throat open.

You would've screamed and accused him for murder if you hadn't known how much Law treasures the bear mink.

Mouth open in amazement, you watch as he throws the problematic bone away and re-attaches Bepo's head.

"What was THAT??" "It's Captain's power!" "That's amazing!!"

You think you see Law blushing but you're convinced it must be a trick of lights because when you blink the usual constipated expression is back on his face.

It's safe to say that soon enough, you're calling Law your 'Captain' just like the others.

He never objects or corrects you in any way. Just rolls his eyes and looks away from you the first time you call him with the title.

Unbeknownst to you, he's willing himself to not blush.

Kid

Little shit Kid finds you when he's strolling about, bored out of his mind, and is drawn by the cool toys you have.

Proceeds to steal not-so-kindly tell you to hand them over so he can take a look.

He's awed at how original and nice they look, despite how some parts are wonky and mismatched - they're obviously handmade, and yet every single one of them fascinates him to no end.

Doesn't believe you at first when you proceed to tell him that you made them yourself.

Cue him inviting himself over to watch you make the little toys.

He's instantly enthralled.

You've just established yourself as the second favorite person in his list now. Congrats.

Gives you a few ideas of his own as you work. Tries his hand in the creation process himself. Falls in love with the activity.

Killer slowly joins the two of you when he finds out where Kid has been running off to. He's pleasantly surprised at how well you're handling the feral child his friend.

And then suddenly you find yourself having two extra companies everywhere you go.

They teach you to steal, run away from authorities chasing you, how to defend yourself and how to win against opponents way bigger and stronger than you.

Kid thinks you're kinda weak but pretty awesome. Killer is just glad he has an extra pair of eyes to watch over Kid.

Eventually they show you their 'secret hideout'... which is more like a tiny dilapidated shack built out of various materials they scraped off some garbage heap.

You fear that the whole thing will collapse while they're sleeping and decide to study more on building and construction to help them reinforce it.

When he decides to become a pirate, he doesn't ask you or Killer to become part of his crew. You just are. Period.

Literally, one day Kid just drags you to train with them, saying how you've got to be stronger since you're part of his pirate crew now.

He sulks whenever you deny hanging out with him (read: training with him and Killer) in favor of some 'stupid books'.

But the moment he discovers that you've been studying and is working on a blueprint for a ship - his ship - he's smiling from ear-to-ear.

"[name], the figurehead should be a dragon!! It'll be THE COOLEST SHIP!!!" "... That's so tacky."

Cue Kid smacking you across your head.

He keeps pestering you as you work, so you ended up adding it into the blueprint out of annoyance.

"A dragon SKULL figurehead? .... [name], you're the fucking best." "... You know that means we're gonna have to kill an actual dragon before we can actually build the ship?"

Ah yes, there's Killer, ever the voice of reason.

He does eventually slay "a creature that might have been a dragon but could just also be a sea king" but that's still a story in the future.

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Now I can’t get it out of my head that a crossover fic of WWDITS and Re8 would be the wildest thing to read. Like Nadja, Laszlo, Nandor, Collin, and Guillermo would just be ruining MM’s life at every turn. Direct and indirect. Cuz there’s no way they would let her get away with the shit she does, but the shenanigans they get into would also drive her nuts.

Nadja would befriend the Dimitrescu family with ease. Might help them with controlling their feeding habits, would reassure them that their bat form isn’t into bugs. Would try and smooch Donna on sight and cause chaos with Angie and her little doll self she has. Sal, she would feel bad for the guy and try to be his friend. Karl might be hit and miss. Probs would fight him and after they would be best frenemies.

Laszlo would vibe with Karl the most, probs gonna drink with him and smoke cigars. Somehow, he is also besties with the Dimitrescu family (the girls think he’s funny and Alcina respects his respect for women). Also loves Donna but more platonically. Supports Nadja and Donna’s relationship. Fights with Angie on the reg (may have been kicked out for a bit for destroying a part of Donna’s house after trying to get away from Angie and Nadja.) Sal is his bud, tho. They would watch films together and Laszlo would get him some non moldy ass food.

Nandor would just be vibing and hanging out with everyone. Low-key gonna usurp MM when given the chance cuz even she tests his patience. He would straight up be down to spar with the Dimitrescu daughters and often flies them around. He would be that cool and awkward uncle and this earned him residence at their home.

Collin would just be draining everyone’s energy, manages to get into any home, and often “ruins” the meetings with MM. almost got knocked out by Donna and Karl a few times. Alcina has tried killing home at least a dozen times but he drains her too quick.

And Guillermo would just be a nervous wreck the whole time. Trying to fix shit and make sure they all don’t end up in deep shit. He would be also the most protected and would live with Nandor at the Dimitrescu castle (He’s the one who takes MM out on accident, cuz he’s just that kinda guy).

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Hello there! Can you write hcs for Tim with a demigodess!reader please? Congrats on your 600 followers btw^^

Tim Drake x Demigoddess!Reader

A/N: Thank you so much! So I’m totally dense about greek myths and stuff and I was gonna make her Thor’s daughter at first but then I forgot about that I did Hades but when I remembered it was already written so oh well

You were the daughter of Hades and Persephone

You had kind of a weird childhood

Don’t get me wrong, it was a great childhood

Being princess of the underworld and the daughter of the only sane people in all of Olympus had its perks

But compared to everyone else, it was weird

Hades was extremely protective of you because you were a mortal

Meaning that you could die

The thought of having to greet your soul when you died filled him with so much grief

So, he kept you sheltered, kept you safe

Never letting you lift a finger

As princess you had everything you ever needed and everything your heart desired

Since birth you had been trained by Athena and Aries under your father’s watchful eyes

When you were 16 and you finally wanted to see the rest of the world, you begged your parents to let you go to the mortal world

It took months of begging and when they said no, you’d get so upset that all the flowers in the underworld would wither

Persephone seeing how much you wanted to see the world

So, she convinces Hades to let you go

And he agrees but just as long as you promise to visit

You go to the human world and you’re so oblivious about human life that it’s concerning

Walking around in a floor length dress wondering why everyone else wasn’t dressed the same way

This is how you meet Diana Prince

She recognizes you immediately when you arrive at the Smithsonian, looking mildly confused

Your eyes light up when you see a familiar face

You stay with her for a couple of days before she decides that you’d be better off at the cave

That’s exactly what happens

Even though you whine a little and say you want to stay with her

She just knows it’s because you’re nervous about being in a new place

You know that if you were in any real danger your parents would inflict rage on the mortal world

Feeling mildly comforted at the idea

Diana doesn’t tell them to add you to the group

She just tells them that you need a place to stay and someone to help you find your way around

The first people you meet are Batman, Nightwing and Robin

Immediately being comforted just by looking at them

Batman reminded you of your dad and Nightwing of your mom

And Diana trusted them so you did too

You end up following Tim and Dick around for the next couple of days like a lost puppy

Dick finds it amusing

Tim is kinda unsettled but thinks you’re stupid for some reason

It isn’t until he actually talks to you, he realizes you’re much more profound than he gave you credit for

You don’t officially join the team

You just live there

Everyone thinks that you have no training whatsoever

And that you’re just a princess

Which you technically are but

Until you’re watching them train one day and then remember the days you would spar with Athena

It looked like so much fun

Immediately you wanted to join in

Some of them rolled their eyes and thought you were wasting their time

The others were happy to let you join in

They wanted to make Bart spar you but you looked around contemplatively before pointing at Tim

“If it is alright with you, I wish for you to be my partner.”

Tim blushing because what you said sounded like you were choosing him as a life partner, rather than sparring partner

Of course, Bart teases him for it as well as the others

When Tim walks up to the middle, Dick subtlety tells him to take it easy on you and he nods

The match is over before he can even make a move

You had the speed and strength of a god, it wasn’t a surprise

Not to you at least

To everyone else, kind of a huge surprise

Standing over him and giggling

“I want a rematch.”

“But of course.”

Spending the rest of the day sparring with him

He doesn’t beat you even once

And the others just watch you throw him around for an afternoon

After a while it stops being funny and Nightwing is almost concerned

It kind of hurts his pride but you still acknowledge him

“You know, for a human, you’re very skilled.”

“Uh, thank you?”

After that you go through the other members quite quickly

Some of them gave you a little trouble, like Conner

But you managed to be undefeated

They all think you should join the team after that and you agree

Spending more time with Tim that way

Always talking to him about your family’s history and stuff

Telling him all about your parents love story when he asked to hear about it

You talk so fondly of it and he’s honestly just kind of shocked that Greek Mythology isn’t mythology

I mean, he knew it was real because of Diana

But he never really understood how real these gods were

He falls for you

He loves the way your eyes light up and you smile at him

He loves the way you’re always eager to learn

He loves that you’re so kind and gentle but can also beat people up without even trying

He asks you out but it didn’t go as well as he was hoping

“Do you want to go out with me?”

“Yes, a walk sounds lovely.”

“(Y/N), I like you.”

“Aw that’s so sweet Tim, I like you too, friend.”

Everyone else starts enjoying the way he crashes and burns all the time

And Tim would stop asking usually

But he knows it in his bones that you like him too

But he has no other way to tell you aside from marching up to you and kissing you

Makes that Plan B tho

Plan A is getting you a bouquet of your favourite flowers and telling you that he likes you

Romantically

Not platonically

You grin widely and tell him you like him too

Kissing you just as the sun set that day

It’s one of your favourite memories

His too

Everyone being extremely happy and supporting of your relationship

You can tell Batman is trying to threaten you

But your father is god of the underworld and you have a three headed dog

So, when you and Tim are caught kissing in some hidden crevice in the cave by him and he tries telling you off, you can’t help you smile adorably

“Don’t worry Batman, I have no intention of dishonouring your son.”

Batman is like ???

And Tim is either like “Please don’t speak like we’re in the 1800s.”

or “Please dishonour me.”

He buys you pomegranates as a joke but then you prank him saying that if he eats them, he has to return to the underworld with you

Dick (Nightwing) approves

You like falling asleep in his arms so more often than not you plead with him to stay at the cave and sleep with you

He knows relationships in Olympus generally move a lot quicker so he ends up having to sit you down and explain everything to you so you know his boundaries

Totally accepting them and never going farther than he wants

You appreciate the small things

Like sitting in his lap and eating breakfast

Or being the small spoon

You become the team’s resident couple

Being part of a team, a family is honestly so much fun

Everyone thinking your invincible and practically indestructible

Until one day you’re hurt on the battlefield

Everyone freaking out and getting you back to the cave so you could be treated

The next morning, Tim goes to check up on you and finds something shocking

He’s not sure what to be more surprised by

Cerberus napping at the foot of your bed

Or you crying

Even though the giant, three-headed dog freaks him out, he still sits beside you and asks what’s wrong

“My father demands that I return home. He cannot stand the thought of me being hurt.”

His heart stops

He likes you so much, even bordering on love

And he doesn’t want you to leave

But who was he to stop the God of the Underworld?

Comforting you when you cried, hugging you tightly

“Shh it’s gonna be okay.”

You return home after that and it breaks Tim’s heart

You don’t officially break up but it’s kind of implied because you can never return back to the mortal world

Him being depressed for the next few months but he hides it well

Even though everyone knows how he’s feeling

Things aren’t any better on your end

Your heart aches with every second your away from him

Until one day it happens

Your soul wants to be with Tim

So, it tries to leave your body

You have a heart attack that night and nearly die and it horrifies Hades

He goes all the way to the mortal world to find Tim

Tim doesn’t quite understand how you could have a heart attack from missing him

But is still worried and agrees to go to the Underworld to see you

When he gets there, you’re in so much pain

But once he brings you into his arms you feel sated

When he kisses you, everything fades into a dull ache

Hades wants Tim to stay in the Underworld after that but you argue and tell him to go back to the land of the living

This wasn’t the place for him

“I’ll give up on you, I promise, but you can’t stay here any longer my love.”

“I don’t want to leave your side.”

“I’m sorry, but you know we can’t be.”

Tim goes the next morning and it breaks your heart but you know that it’s for the best

You spend the next few weeks in such sorrow that all of Persephone’s plants die

Hades and Persephone both see how much you love Tim and they are reminded of themselves when they were younger

Making a joint decision to let you go back to the mortal world

But you have to live a long life

That’s the one condition

You running into the cave and crashing into Tim’s arms

Kissing him there and feeling everything go right in the world

You fulfil your parents wish

And live a long, happy life by Tim’s side

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Shun, Seiya, Shiryu and Ikki for the ask meme

Sorry left to work but here you go.

send me a character and i’ll list: Shun

favorite thing about them: kindness doesn't mean pacifism. One thing I always hate about characters similar to him is that they let bad people free for their own morals. "You'll be no better than him." Shun: "Bitch I am."

least favorite thing about them: Shun is still guilable tho.

favorite line: "I can feel your emotions. The way you feel for me." (Although his revenge speech is a close second)

brOTP: June

OTP: hyoga Hyoga HYOOOOgaaaa!

nOTP: Ikki, APhrodite, Hades?!!?!?

random headcanons: He can bake better than he can cook. Also Shun doesn't dream until after Hades cause I headcanon that when he sleeps he goes into the underworld fake body of himself.

unpopular opinion: Shun is sassier than the fandom gives him credit for. Also always down to spar not fighting.

songs i associate with them: Chikyuugi (Hades opening. Honestly I didn't like this song until after I finished Omega ) .I'm not dreaming (Elisha Laburn, This song is from Persona 5 in the Persona 2 radio station).

favorite picture of them: I just really like the Saintia Sho art style from the manga shame the anime isn't as pretty.

send me a character and i’ll list: Seiya

favorite thing about them: Ray of sunshine. I love how happy and excited about things he is.

least favorite thing about them: Seiya gotta stop babying everybody.

favorite line: "I've never cared that she was Athena. I admire Miss Saori because she always faced her destiny without fear. (From Omega but I think it was reworked to the Netflix Reboot)

brOTP: Shun. (but sorry Seiya you're not his bestie). Also Shiryu (I like them both platonic or romantic)

OTP: Miho (in Classic). Saori (in everything else cause she doesn't emotional and physically abuse him as children.)

nOTP: Shaina (She's like Marin's age)

random headcanon: Seiya is a Pineapple guy. He's tried of all these watermelons Shun.

unpopular opinion: I actually don't mind Seiya being more of the focus of the series. It forces the writers to actually think about him and not leave him to side like what always happens.

song i associate with them: The Hope (from LoS soundtrack). Sun (from Persona 3 Potable)

favorite picture of them: Look at him he's so happy

send me a character and i’ll list: Shiryu

favorite thing about them: He's so proper. Says Please and Thank you.

least favorite thing about them: Please keep your armor it's pretty.

favorite line: "Everyone of us Bronzes Knights are orphans, but we never lamented the hand we were dealted. " (AKA Shut up Fenrir we're all orphans.)

brOTP: Seiya. Also has some good team ups with Hyoga

OTP: Shunrei, she's so cute and they're so soft. (Seiya too ot3 works as well.)

nOTP: Not that I can think of except Shipping him with Gold Saints cause ewww.

random headcanon: Shiryu braids Shunrei's hair. He's darn good at it too.

unpopular opinion: IDk where the Idea of him being a master tacticion came from. He does one move over and over again until he rage quits.

song i associate with them: Pegaus Fanasty (Brightspring remix from Awaking/Tencent). Shenhua (from Shenmue).

favorite picture of them: (It was a gif but for some reason I can't get it.) Los!!!!! (link)

send me a character and i’ll list: Ikki

favorite thing about them: He does the Phoenix Punch first. Like everyone else scales moves up Ikki says nah.

least favorite thing about them: Him being aloof cause he has guilt about trying to kill Seiya and the others. News Flash Ikki they all have tried to kill Shun.

favorite line: "A memento from your mother. How touching." (Like you didn't give yours to Shun. I know its from Hades but like he didn't)

brOTP: Seiya. Treats Seiya better than Shun sometimes, but still little brother status I love to see it.

OTP: Esmeralda, from all the flash backs she made him happy.

nOTP: Saga, Kanon, and Pandora. They ruined his life idk how someone like Ikki would forgive them for that. Also Shun.

random headcanons: Ikki whittles flutes cause Shun likes when he used to make them as Childern. Also when it was just him and Shun he used to leave Shun at rich people's doorsteps wait until nightfall after he was feed, got new clothes and other supplies, then run away to a new town to do it again.

unpopular opinion: Ikki isn't as tough as everyone thinks, but fakes it until he makes it. (LMAO his birthday is one day before mine so I just gonna self project a bit).

song i associate with them: Ikki's Theme (Surprise one of the character's actual theme songs is in here.) Arrow of Hope (from LoS ost).

favorite picture of them: From @yayitaita post about Hyoga taking Shun to the zoo.

[justsomeoneunordinary]

t'challa and nebula from what if you ship them?

Anon, this is such an excellent ship choice, I am kissing you directly on the mouth rn (platonically) mwah 💋💋💋

Yes, yes, yes I very much do ship them, yes. But I haven't watched What If again after it came out so my memory of how these two were portrayed is... eh. Very weak. So some points are probably rather OOC, sorry.

Big spoon/little spoon:

Nebula is the big spoon for sure. T'Challa doesn't have any objections - he likes being held by her strong arms and feels more than safe with her at his back.

Favorite non-sexual activity:

Sparring. Which, to be fair, leads up to sex more often than not. They don't mean their sparring to use as foreplay, it just... happens the longer they're at it.

Who uses all the hot water:

I don't think they ever run out of hot water on any of those way more advanced spaceships but if they do then it's T'Challa. He's an early riser, unlike Nebula, and he loves to take long showers.

Most trivial thing they fight over:

Who the better pilot is and who should therefore fly. The ship flies perfectly fine on auto pilot but they both want to show off in front of the other and prove that they're the better pilot. (Gamora is actually the best among them but they refuse to acknowledge that.)

Who does most of the cleaning:

They're both very tidy but Nebula tends to forget that cleaning is something that needs to be done regularly, so it's T'Challa who does more cleaning. Those things that need to be done manually at least, most cleaning is done by the spaceship anyway.

What has a season pass on their dvr/who controls the netflix queue:

Not really a thing that exists on the spaceship, especially since films only exist on Earth anyway, but in case they have something: Neither does because they both have terrible taste.

Who calls up the super/landlord when the heat’s not working:

When something isn't working they need to fix it themselves. Which then often leads to some bickering since both insist they're the better mechanic. Nebula ends up fixing the issue most of the time though by pointing out that she as a Cyborg obviously knows more of machinery than T'Challa ever could which he can't really argue against.

Who steals the blankets:

T'Challa. Space is way way way colder than Wakanda and he never got used to that. He likes it warm and comfy, thank you very much. (He's lucky Nebula doesn't actually need a blanket at all or his hogging habit would most definitely find an end.)

Who leaves their stuff around:

Neither do, but Nebula is more likely to leave something behind.

Who remembers to buy the milk:

The spaceship fridge technology does.

Who remembers anniversaries:

T'Challa does since that's culturally something we only do on Earth. Nebula tries to remember for T'Challa but she fails to see the point in it so she ends up forgetting most of the time.

Who cooks normally?

T'Challa. Nebula is literally not allowed in the kitchen - not even to assist or even watch - or the kitchen will somehow burn down no matter how closely T'Challa keeps an eye on her.

How often do they fight?

Nebula fights over the smallest things possible all the damn time. T'Challa finds it rather amusing how she always finds a reason to bicker and usually wouldn't even argue back but he likes to humor her every now and then. It's really more of a fun game than actual fighting for them.

What do they do when they’re away from each other?

Nebula isn't one for sentimentalities but she likes to put on the necklace he gifted her once whenever she misses him. T'Challa tho? Oh, he's a sap. He buries his face in her pillow and hugs it and inhales her scent which she literally doesn't even have - but it's what they always did in those romantic films his mother loved to watch which he remembers from his childhood - and looks at his photos of her and sighs dramatically and doesn't get up from the bed for hours.

Nicknames for each other?

Nebula calls T'Challa Cha-Cha. She's the only one who's allowed to call him that and she enjoys it greatly. T'Challa loves to call her various nicknames but most of them fly over her head. She doesn't know what honey is, finds it rather irritating to be called baby since she's not an infant and she doesn't understand which part of her heart is supposed to be sweet and how T'Challa would know that in the first place. But "Love"? Oh, T'Challa knows he didn't imagine that slight red (purple?) flush on her cheeks the first time he called her that. He calls her Love often privately, or quietly so only she can hear, and cherishes her soft pleased smiles he gets in turn.

Who is more likely to pay for dinner?

T'Challa. He's old-fashioned like that. Nebula finds it charming and kind of cute so she lets him, but she does pay from time to time too.

Who steals the covers at night?

T'Challa. Space is cold damnit.

What would they get each other for gifts?

Nebula always gets T'Challa weapons whereas T'Challa always tries to think of something romantic for her. It takes them some time to realize that Nebula is the one who couldn't be happier getting more weapons and T'Challa is the one who finds joy in thoughtful romantic gifts. Nebula has a bit of a mental breakdown because of that because "what the fuck is a romantic gift even?? Stop laughing Gamora and help me!!" - "How am I supposed to know that?!" - "I don't know, shouldn't you be the wiser one since you're the older sister?!" - "Oh, fuck you."

Who kissed who first?

T'Challa, ever the gentleman, wanted to leave it with a chaste kiss on her cheek after the first date but Nebula was having none of that and pulled him back to a proper, much more heated kiss.

Who made the first move?

T'Challa smoothly asked Nebula out the very second he laid his eyes on her.

Who remembers things?

Nebula technically has a perfect memory but she also files everything away she deems unimportant, so it's T'Challa who remembers.

Who started the relationship?

Nebula likes to think they never would've gotten anywhere if she hadn't kissed T'Challa properly after their first date (which isn't true - he planned to kiss her after the third date but there's no use arguing with her), so in her opinion she did.

Who cusses more?

Nebula. T'Challa rarely ever curses because even tho he's spent more of his life with space pirates than in Wakanda he's internalized the mannerism of the young Prince he's been raised to be. Nebula on the other hand speaks in nothing but swears when she's angry enough.

What would they do if the other was hurt?

T'Challa knows to keep level-headed and find the help Nebula needs the most. Once that's taken care of he'd take the person who hurt her out without batting an eye (in case she's been hurt by someone else, that is). Nebula on the other hand would get all feral and take the most vicious revenge and make the person who hurt T'Challa suffer to a point they'd wish they'd never been born. If T'Challa's hurt comes from another reason she'd probably be overwhelmed and panic because humans are so damn fragile and what the fuck is she supposed to do?! until someone (most likely T'Challa himself if he's lucid enough) tells her how she can help him. - Send me a ship for this meme game :)

[legendofzelda4life]

Crazy

Day 2 or writing oneshots until the linked universe au is updated.

Today, for whatever reason my friends found funny, we’re doing a non-platonic Time x Four fluff.

I know, sounds crazy, right?

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Four looked down at his hands. They were so much smaller than everyone else’s. Well, except maybe Wind’s but he had never tried placing his hands against anyone’s to know for sure where he stood.

The smith looked from his hands to the hands of one of his comrades.

Time.

Though, he and all his colours - especially blue - hated to admit it, he did have a small crush on the groups... leader... if you will.

Time always had a plan on how to do things. He also brooded a little but that was fine. Good in combat too. Add that all to the soft side Four had once seen, and the fact he’s the only one that knows Four’s secret, and BOOM! He has all four colours head-over-heels for him.

Silly, right?

Well red seemed to like him the most so somebody always had to stick around when red was in charge. Yes, they all acted like one person, but it was so he wouldn’t break character and spill the secret.

“You okay, Smithy?” Legend asked, walking up to Four.

Other than Time, the colours liked Legend. Not to the extent of how they saw Time, but in a friend way. He was a pretty good sparring partner to be honest.

Four nodded. “Yeah, just thinking.” He said. Legend placed a hand on his chin and nodded. The pink-haired hero looked like he was going to say something but was cut off.

“You seem to do that an awful lot around Time. There something going on?” Ah yes, Warriors. Always trying to play match maker.

He sucks at it.

“Do I? I didn’t even notice.” Four said, looking Warriors straight in the eyes.

Well... more like diagonally from his short point in the eyes.

“Break it up you two.” Uh oh...

That was Time’s voice.

Four turned slowly, making sure to keep his eyes up when looking at Time. Nobody fussed when his head dropped lower though, they all just assumed looking up that high for long made you neck tired.

Don’t get him wrong, it did. But it was also a nice excuse to... check things out?

Four what the fuck? (I’m joking btw)

Anyway...

Four looked up at Time, rather wearily, only too see him staring past Four, glaring, at Warriors.

Yeah, Legend left quickly. Time didn’t object, knowing Legend didn’t take a stab at Four, only checking if he was okay.

“Don’t fight.” Time said, walking closer to the hero of wars. The latter stared at him like he wanted to hide in a ditch somewhere. By the look of Time’s face, he’d be put there if he didn’t shut up.

Finally, Warriors looked away from Time and to Four. “I’m sorry, Four.” He said simply. “It’s okay.” He said.

Time turned around to face Four. “You okay? You’ve been sitting there for the last ten minutes.” Time asked worriedly. “I’m fine. Who’s taking third watch with me by the way?” Four replied, also asking a question.

“I am.”

This caused a switch from green to Vio. Seeing as the latter was more calm and could handle that better.

“Okay.” Vio said, mimicking green’s voice and demeanour perfectly.

After a few hours - maybe three - Four was awoken by Hyrule telling him it was his shift.

“Thanks ‘Rule.” He said, rolling out of his sleeping bag, before walking to where Time was sitting.

“Hey.” Time said. Four didn’t reply, he was trying to not freak out. Being alone with Time was a... weakness of his. Especially at night. And with all the colours talking; green, who was in charge right now, could barely focus.

“Uh- hi.” He said, slightly nervous as he sat next to the other hero.

“You okay?” Time asked, not looking at Four. “Yeah. What about you?” Time shrugged. “Could be better. If only Warriors didn’t mess around so much.” This caused Four to chuckle. “Pretty boy code.” He said with a sigh.

“You’re the only pretty boy I see.”

Four froze as those words left Time’s mouth. He felt a large headache and his vision blurred.

Blue. Green. Red. Vio. Blue. Vio. Green. Red.

The cycle, of course, stopped on red.

Four opened his eyes to see he was on the floor and Time was leaning over him. One hand on either side of his head, basically straddling the smaller hero.

Four felt himself blush furiously, ironic because his face was probably the same colour as the one in control.

“I like you!” Four yelled, quickly slapping a hand over his mouth. He removed it and looked away, cheeks still slightly pink.

“Sorry, I shouldn’t’ve said anything.” He tried to get out of the other’s grasp as he spoke. But... as luck would have it, Time had lowered himself slightly in surprise. Slightly was enough to have their hips against each other though.

Four became more flustered. Red wanted to switch out but he was, as Vio called it, ‘front stuck’. This happened when the body was stressed.

Suddenly, Time’s lips were on his. He pulled away quickly though. “I... sorry, that’s not what you meant by ‘like’? Was it?” Time asked. The hesitation gave Four the opportunity to flip them over. “No.. it’s what I meant.”

When did Blue take over? This newfound confidence definitely wasn’t Red’s.

He was holding the other hero’s hands above his head with one of his own, whilst the other hand was next to Time’s head. He was sitting on Time’s waist, meaning he had to lean forward a bit. His face was really close to Time’s because of this.

The hero below him gave a smirk that made his brain go crazy. He fell back onto his knees and clutched his head.

Vio. Blue. Green. Vio. Red. Green. Blue. Green.

Red was back in charge and immediately started crying.

“I- I-” He choked out a sob. “I’m not crazy... right?! Time?”

Time had pulled Four into a tight hug. “You’re not crazy. Just over whelmed.” He rubbed circles on the smaller hero’s back as Four calmed down once more.

Once he was calm, Four reached reached up and gave Time a passionate kiss.

“Who in the actual fucking ass!?! Is being this loud at- oh.” Wind must’ve awoken at the noise of Four’s crying. Or the yelling from before.

Either way, the youngest hero had managed to awaken everybody except Hyrule, who was on second watch, and Sky, who slept deeper than they gave him credit for.

“I was right!” Warriors exclaimed, making Legend groan.

Four went bright red and tried to hide himself against Time - who had his legs crossed for Four to sit him as they hugged. Time wrapped his arms around Four more. “Piss off Wars.” He all but growled. Okay Vio, at the least, had to admit it was hot.

“I ship.” Wild said, snapping a photo on his slate.

“Ya’ll crazy.” Twilight pinched the bridge of his nose as he spoke, turning back towards his sleeping bag.

They really were.

END.

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I never thought I’d have to write this ship but here it is...

It took so much effort to not write lime.

LEAVE REQUESTS BELOW!

REQUETS MUST INCLUDE: PAIRING TYPE/GENRE/CATEGORY (fluff, angst, etc) PLATONIC OR NOT

I WILL WRITE ONLY ABOUT THE LINKS (including the ravio, shadow, and requested characters. Will not write about whole other fandoms though)

I CAN DO READER INSERTS IF REQUESTED (no oc’s tho)

[fuck-you-i-am-spiderman]

Spidey *Descendants* Ships:

I've answered the questions about ships I like through a tier system ages ago but I feel like listing them again. This is probably going to be a long post, since as I said I ship a lot. If anything isn't on here it's because I don't care or don't think about them enough.

Category: Babies™/I would die for them/none will compare to how strongly I love them aka my favourite ships

Rotten ot4 (Mal/Carlos/Evie/Jay) - I write a lot of ot4, it's where my mind naturally goes for them because I love all of the dynamics within that too much. Marlos are my fave dynamic within that tho.

Malvie + Jaylos - I can ship these outside of the ot4. I like them a lot and either way I ship these, these two will always be romantic for me. The other dynamics I only ship within an ot4 scenario, or platonically.

Category: the good shit/iconic King and Queen shit/ships I really like but I'm not as passionate about

Huma + Sea 3 - these are two very good ships and again it can be romantic or platonic for me, both are good.

Sea 3 + Ben - I really like all of their interactions and I can very much get into the idea of them as an ot4

Ben + Harry - I think it's the "coochie coo" thing that did it for me, I think they have a lot of potential and if not explicitly romantic then Harry at the very least flirts with Ben on a daily basis

Category: soft™/these are nice to think about/filed under cuties but I don't think about them as much

Benlos (Ben/Carlos) - every now and again I get random thoughts about them, because they're cute 🥺 and I like them dancing together in D1. (I also think of them as a brotp and very occasionally as an ot5)

Jannie (Jane/Lonnie) - the potential!!!! I feel like they'd be super cute and I can see them going on double dates with Jaylos a lot. I am a sucker for tall and smol pairings where you think the one who's small is quiet but they're actually super badass and the tall badass one but is super soft for her gf. Yes!!!!!!

Luma (Lonnie/Uma) - I think I'm the only one that actually ships this but I just feel like they'd be really good together. The potential is there! I feel like they'd always be sparring together and I feel like they're a good match. I can really see it and I feel like Uma would have a lot fo respect for Lonnie and vise versa.)

Gil/Jay - they're cute. I am very low-key about them, because I'm so into rotten ot4 and Jaylos I'm never fully in with these two. But I still appreciate the cuteness and I feel like they'd be really good bros.

Category: hmmm/the potential/I don't think about them a lot but they're okay or exes only

Balvie - cuteeeee. Like they'd be super cute and they'd be able to balance one another out quite well. This is really only how I can get into Ben/Mal as a romantic ship, idk for me I just need Evie in there. They're like brawn, brain and beauty all mixed into one ot3, there's not a lot of content for them but I'm definitely into the idea.

Umal (Mal/uma) - I only like them as exes. I don't care for anything where they're written as enemies, I'm tired of that. Umal as besties that occasionally flirt with one another to get a rise out of the other, or as exes. None of this enemies crap, I'm not here for it.

Jarry (Jay/Harry) - again, only ever as exes. I don't think they'd ever get together in any other capacity. I like their dynamic and their banter, so I can see them as a brotp who bicker like they're a married couple, but nothing mroe than that. So both Uma and Mal, and Harry and Jay have a banter type friendship (at least in my mind)

Ot5 (Rotten ot4 + Ben) - only in specific circumstances, but I do think the potential is there and I like them. I am reading a really good ot5 fic that has such good potential and for someone who is very low-key about them it's one of my favourite fics within this fandom. So not always but definitely not against them either!

Category: brotps I could get behind ✌️/platonic only

Jay + Ben - bonding over tourney, Jay teasing Ben about how he has a crush on every VK he meets.

Mal + Jay + Ben - banter Central, Mal and Jay teasing Ben, Ben fully encouraging both Jay and Mal in tourney and art. I feel like Ben would be super supportive and it would definitely throw Mal and Jay off a lot

Evie + Harry - Harry as Evie's model because he loves to talk about fashion and he's open to any fashion ideas she has. A very soft and playful friendship is what I imagine.

Carlos + Harry + Mal - the chaotic three. I feel like they're pranking constantly, they're the Kings and Queen of comebacks because they've always got a one-liner up their sleeves. They're always bantering and bickering, but I feel like they're a very underrated friendship and they have a lot of potential

Uma + Carlos (and probably Evie) - study buddies. They're the squad that are constantly rolling their eyes at the others and judging people together. Smart and resourceful and they're the squad that captures everyone's attention because they have A+ looks

Mal + Harry - nicknames galore. Bantering non-stop, but also a side of softness because they can just vibe when the other is upset. Silly shenanigans and teasing one another relentlessly. The type of friends to send an "ugly" photo of the other in the group chat.

Rotten four + Sea 3 - like just give me this squad and explore the different dynamics between them. I don't want any fighting, I just want them as a super squad kicking ass and working through their traumas together. That's all.

Category: NO/get the hell away from me/not in this lifetime Satan 🚫

D*vie (D***/Evie) - never. I have a very fond hc where Evie infact buries D*** in her castle garden and that's the nicest thing I can think of when it comes to them. I didn't like him from the start and if anything the more I see him the more I despise him.

Anything with Chad - sorry, I just don't like him. He's good for blaming, like if I'm writing something where someone says something to the Vks it's usually him as the antagonist type. There's no ship I care for his presence in. I think I saw one gifset months back with Chad and Ben having a cute/dorky interaction but otherwise I could not care less about him.

Honestly, anything with Audrey in too is generally a no-go for me. I just don't care. I don't like Audrey at all, I can sympathise with some things but not enough to make me want to ship her with anyone. That's all I'm going to say.

[projectshadovv]

Thoughts on shadamy? Or how you see the potential behind their dynamic? 🥺👉👈

gosh i havent thought that much about shadamy in awhile!! i was REALLLLY into it tho, just as much as i was into sonamy, like i honestly couldnt decide which i liked more.

(under read more cause once again i am Just Talk Talk Talk)

obviously now sonshadamy is the way

but ok well, i think i ship them more platonically firstofall (tho im not against romantically, we just haven't seen them together that many times? i would LOOOVE more interaction with them) and she'd be really good for helping him open up more about his thoughts and feelings, encourage him to be kind and thoughtful. people like to say that Sonic is a lot like Maria, and maybe they are similar!- Maria never got the chance to be adventurous or active though, and in SA2, Amy clearly reminded Shadow of Maria just as he was about to watch Earth be destroyed. She reminded and showed Shadow the actual meaning in Maria's words, what she wanted for Shadow and thats how he was able to save the world.

Amy's a really 'get into her feelings' kind of person and i can see her and Shadow having a few arguements and disagreements and lack of communication and understanding between them. It would def be really rocky at first (while Sonic on the other hand, just *understands* Shadow and leaves him be if needed, or confronts him directly and straight to the point). It would take a long time for Amy to really understand Shadow who's a closed door, and Amy's a open book and maybe that scares Shadow. He doesnt understand someone like her, who is so selfless and kind and lends a helping hand to anyone in need, and maybe he hates being on the other hand of that dynamic- he sees it as being weak, and Amy could teach him that theres bravery in kindness.

On a happier note tho, some activities i can see them enjoying together. Clearly Amy cant keep up with him in combat or speed, but she has a good endurance, and i can see her taking him out shopping or to local game arcades, or maybe help him with gardening. he grumbles and complains at the thought of being around people and doesnt like the center of attention but i think he'd think the experience is worth it

In battle, he'd be pretty annoyingly worried about Amy, she's not as strong or skilled as him and Sonic, or as elusive and cunning as Rouge- and you know, he wouldnt wanna lose someone close to him a second time, so he'd prob jump in front of Amy all the time and Amy would get soooo pissed off at him and theyd just get into a yelling match in the middle of the battlefield and everyone else is just face palming and its sooo awkward for everyone.

Finally, sonic who's known amy like his whole life, assures Shadow that shes more than capable of taking care of herself. Yes she was the damsel in distress in the past, but she's gotten stronger, not only for her friends but for herself and he's seen the improvement. it takes a lot of convincing to calm Shadow and so maybe he tries to work together more as a team with her. He's not used to that, so he'll still mess up and still try to get the most enemies defeated, but thats because he wants all the glory. it's still kinda annoying to Amy but he's trying i suppose!

Or maybe I'm giving Shadow too much credit, maybe he leaves Amy by herself TOO much, leaves her to fend for himself, refuses to work as a coordinated team. He's always worked alone, and when he doesn't its with Rouge, and its more like theyre fighting alone but together- if that makes sense. This irritates Amy cause 'arent we friends? friends look out for each other' and he'd be like, ive always been able to look out for myself' and she'll say 'yes but not all of us are Ultimate Lifeforms like you. What's all your power and strength for if not used to protect those who need you?' and once again she reminds him of Maria's promise. She's really good at humbling him and gently or harshly putting him back in his place depending on whats going on.

Amy of course finds herself stumped from time to time and goes to Rouge a lot for advice, to which Rouge is happy to help but says sometimes its best to leave things alone as she's learned to do when it comes to Shadow. Rouge is kinda relived too, now that Amy's trying to take over as some sort of caretaker for Shadow. Takes some of the stress out of the older girl's hair. Amy can't leave things alone though and just pushes and pushes Shadow until he snaps at her and lets her have it. It sucks but at least he's communicating. Again, Amys not one to back down and tells him that what he does hurts her and his friends. Shadow grumbles that he doesnt care but he doooes when it comes to Rouge and Amy, and eventually learns that to have the girls stop pestering him is to just *tell them* what hes thinking or feeling. He learns its just easier to do that than have them bothering him for days and days.

this is a lot of "amy makes shadow a better guy" so let me think of how Shadow helps Amy for once, okay so obvs i think he'd be up to sparring with her on a lower level to help her advance her skills. She becomes a much stronger fighter. Since she doesnt have the speed he or Sonic does, he teacher her to put all she has into her Piko Hammer, helps her go through rigorous training to better wield the weapon in a more convenient manner rather than just swinging her hammer around and wasting energy when it doesnt hit. He'll even rope Omega in who's more than happy to shoot a moving target. Amy will have to skillfully weave and dodge through it all, or use her hammer to block or deflect the projectiles.

I guess he'd tried to teach her to be more careful of the people she trusted, not to trust so easily and openly. But I think she'd be pretty adamant about it, after all, she trusted him pretty much as soon as she met Shadow, and when she met Omega (E 123 Gamma? sorry cant remember if theyre the same character), along with a bunch of other baddies. She's not afraid of getting hurt or being wrong or trying to be the try hard good guy, she cares more about giving second chances to those who want it. Shadow and Amy agree to disagree but its brought up when its relevant.

hopefully this is good enough?? idk the shadamy fanfics i read back in the day, Shadow was either a really emo guy in highschool or some guy in a gang or mafia, and along came amy this really preppy girl who'd bring him out of his shell and into the sunshine, until one day her life was in danger and he'd have to save her, and sonic was either the villian or some asshole jock kid who get jealous now that amy wasnt always on him, or it was shadow's dad LOL that was THE formula for shadamy fics back then.

[asktk2]

I posted 154 times in 2021

19 posts created (12%)

135 posts reblogged (88%)

For every post I created, I reblogged 7.1 posts.

I added 151 tags in 2021

#world trigger - 90 posts

#gamestop politics - 15 posts

#spinach - 13 posts

#boats - 12 posts

#hyuse - 8 posts

#yuma kuga - 4 posts

#hyuse in general - 3 posts

#in order: hyuse and yuma - 2 posts

#chika amatori - 2 posts

#oh shit it me - 2 posts

Longest Tag: 139 characters

#like it's mostly celestial-cookie's yuma input that makes me like him so i have screeds of reasons there even if i didn't come up with them

My Top Posts in 2021

#5

Female Border agents reacting to Osamus mom looking so young and her intense personality.

Chika has known Osamu's mom since she was a toddler getting brought over by her brother for playdates. she keeps score of how many times the extended Mikumo family (you can't tell me this shit's not genetic. in the cracky mad science au i have on ao3 osamu's family reproduces exclusively by cloning and has since 1790. don't ask me how that works tho.) gets mistaken for a group of teenagers in states ranging from "confused" to "murderous".

Shiori thinks that this is a hilarious situation. she rescinds that opinion when kasumi threatens someone with a folding police baton that she pulled out of her purse, which really did not look big enough for that.

Konami was also there for the folding baton incident. She has decided that she should get one, prompting a complicated series of weapons trades between both Mikumos*, Yuma, Chika**, herself, and this dude who was seven feet tall and had a trunk filled with illegal fireworks. it was rad.

Izuho recognizes her from her dojo's annual karate tournnament, at which she beat up three quarters of the dojo and then annnounnced that she had to go home because her Crock-Pot was done. she challenges her to a spar. izuho loses.

Kitora decides that this explains some things and then also that she doesn't really care.

Bonus:

she shares a single nod with Karasawa. he trembles in fear, having read her Public Security profile.

*you cannot tell me that someone raised by kasumi mikumo does not own at the very least a few knives and maybe a taser.

**formative influences. 'nuff said.

4 notes • Posted 2021-12-01 07:57:36 GMT

#4

dude....I love world trigger so much I’ll take like any content. uh uh where do you think tamakoma-2 likes to hang out? whats their fav snacks? do you think that hyuse gets forcefully group hugged/dragged into doing team-bonding stuff bc he seems pretty distant? yo does he try to learn how to cook and help osamu, yuma, and chika cook for their senpais? I’ll also take any yuma headcanons no matter how irrelevant bc I love him. you dont have to answer all of these, but I’d love to hear your thoughts! thank you so much, and hope you have a nice week :)))

OH KAY, THANK YOU FOR ASKING ABOUT MY FAVORITE THING EVER, I LOVE YOU IN A PLATONIC AND APPROPRIATE WAY, HALF OF THIS IS GONNA BE BACKSTORY BECAUSE I HAVE A LOT OF HEADCANONS ABOUT THESE FICTIONAL PEOPLE THANKS

where do you think tamakoma-2 likes to hang out?

·     Places with like…. A ton of cheap food. Like, you know those places where you can get $1 pizza slices, and they’re tiny and the oven looks like it was last washed in 1987 and there’s that indescribable smell you only get in tiny pizza places in the Mission? And Blue Monday is playing on the sound system constantly and you can’t see the walls because they’re covered in posters for famous punk bands? Those places. There is so much cheap pizza being consumed.

·     In the summer, when it gets hot, Osamu drags them to the local art museum because A) air-conditioned, B) lots of art museums let you in free if you’re under 18, and C) you can’t tell me a boy who has “bridges” under his likes won’t have Opinions on Brutalism, the Bauhaus movement, etc. Hyuse finds that he really likes Anselm Kiefer and Jackson Pollock, Yuma and Chika stare at Warhol and sixties pop art, Chika and Osamu get into a detailed theoretical debate about Dadaism vs Cubism while having to explain Guernica to two neighbors. Hyuse discovers Ukiyo-E and Impressionism and tries to combine the two in watercolor. They all spend an hour staring at pottery.

·     Once they went to paintball. Chika won and they are now banned from the paintball range.

What’s their fav snacks?

·     Osamu: A fucking nerd who eats Literally Any fruit or vegetable as a snack. Once he ate an onion like an apple. However, if you were to set him loose in a grocery store, saying to pick whatever he wanted? Hope you like paying for $60 worth of berries and fancy cheese.

·     Chika: Omnivorous. Will steal Osamu’s fancy-ass cheese, but draws the line at fish anything. Considers a full pizza a “snack” yet is still not taller that four foot seven. She has an insane metabolism because of how much Trion she has, not to mention her two side-effects.

·     Yuma: Fuck you, society, thinks Yuma, consuming a full pound of raw beef at 4 am. He eats full cuts of raw meat because he craves iron constantly. About once a week someone will come on the roof to see him consuming a cow liver like a taco.

·     Hyuse: is a normal person who eats potato chips dipped in Nutella, plus whatever Yotaro offers him. Has a sweet tooth.

do you think that hyuse gets forcefully group hugged/dragged into doing team-bonding stuff bc he seems pretty distant?

·      Soooooo this ties into my giant-ass headcanon about how this team formed into an actual cohesive unit.

·      To quote a thing I wrote on discord: I have Thoughts on how Rinji and osamu and chika used to work and how that fucks tk2 up as a unit because Osamu and Chika are used to having a completely different dynamic when they were cooperating on something and now that's gone and they're both overcompensating, but Osamu's overcompensating by trying to fill Rinji’s role as leader and Chika is overcompensating by playing into her image of being weaker than she actually is, and Yuma is there, and Osamu and Chika love Yuma as a friend but aren't used to having to cooperate with him, and Osamu's not used to having to be a leader, so he makes a lot of bad calls because he's thinking about what Rinji would do instead of what's the best call to make in that situation, and Hyuse arriving is making this better because now Osamu has actual pushback on his decisions instead of thinking "What Would Rinji Do" about literally all his strategies, and Hyuse also calls Chika out on her reluctance to use her full strength, and it's helping them as a team but the dynamic Chika and Osamu are used to having is now irreparably destroyed, and it's not going to work when they see Rinji again, and that's going to turn out badly for everyone involved.

·     Here goes: Osamu and Chika were pretty much the OG team before either of them joined BORDER, in that they were pretty much the only ones who knew that Rinji wasn’t dead and where he went. They tried to tell their parents, who didn’t believe them.

·     So because of that, they spent six months working together to try and figure out a way to the Neighborhood so they could find Chika’s dumbass brother, kick his ass, drag him back home, and yell at their parents for calling them both crazy.

·     Even before this they had the type of friendship that you have with people when they’re the only other person you know who doesn’t think you’re wrong or delusional or stupid and vice versa, which is possibly not the healthiest dynamic to have with your now-only friend. Especially at ages thirteen and fourteen. But Rinji disappearing kicked it into overdrive.

·     Somewhere along the line, Osamu’s mom decides that fourteen is old enough to live alone for a bit and heads off to wherever Osamu’s dad lives for what’s supposed to be a weeklong vacation, which turns into two months, which turns into moving there.

·     This is when Osamu joins BORDER.

·     Everything is Chill for a while: regular “spend time with someone I actually like” sleepovers, sneaking around trying to figure out how Border does data backups, stealing from the people protecting you from aliens, etc.

·     Then along comes Yuma and his Trion Necromancy Bullshit.

·     Yuma is the emotional core of this team.

·     So things go as in canon for a bit, it’s all chill and good and stabby for a bit there

·     Then Hyuse Joins.

·     Osamu and Chika, not really wanting someone wrecking their nice Everyone In This Room Thinks I Am A Mentally Stable Human Being bubble, and Yuma, who just really wants his team to get along, decide to sort of… friend-seduce him, for lack of a better word.

·     It may be actual seduction, because no one ever accused these three of being socially aware of literally anything.

·     The closest any of them have come is when Osamu read “The Social Contract” in fifth grade.

·     It was part of the European Philosopher Phase that involved a lot of Jung and Niechzhe.

·     It was immediately followed by the Percy and Mary Shelly Phase, and subsequently the Gothic Lit Phase.

·     It starts out slow, with them taking him out to lunch and movies and such.

See the full post

5 notes • Posted 2021-04-16 09:53:35 GMT

#3

answering meta asks sent to my sideblog

Under the cut because theses are gonna be looooooong

so recently i’ve gotten all of these through my askblog, @asktk2​, which is an in-character askblog. Because I love writing meta, I still want to answer these, though.

1. “thoughts on konami and her relationship to Being Strong because i feel there is certainly some trauma-type shit going on there.“

I agree that there is some trauma-type thing going on their. I think that Konami’s identity, in the whole, is largely built around being a strong person. Thinking about the factors which must have shaped her as a person? She grew up in a war. Her entire family as a young kid was fighting a shadow war, and considering that she took part in defending the city in the middle of the first invasion, I doubt that they bothered to shelter her from the reality of the world that they were living in.

But that’s just one angle.

Konami is a teenage girl. She goes to a private girls school. We know that, canonically, she pretends that she’s an operator and doesn’t get her hands dirty. In other words, she pretends to be martially weaker than she really is. What happened to her for her to be like that, especially around her peers? maybe, back when Border was a secret, she’d had to hide it, and the habit stuck. People can be like that- secrecy becommes obsessive, if you need it to be safe. Maybe after the first invasion she was shunned, made an object of fear. Maybe she needs a place where she is simply not a soldier.

Because that’s another angle. Konami and Jin and Reiji are soldiers. They have been soldiers since they were very, very young. They will always be soldiers, on some fundamental level. And with being soldiers comes trauma; Konami probably was in the massacre of Aristera. She would have seen her comrades, people who were effectively her family, killed in battle.

In the end, being weak gets you killed. Konami, I think, knows that very well.

2. “any thoughts on hana somei & her relationship with katori 🥺“

They are gay and I think that’s rad. Also, they share a videogame motif.

3. “do you have any headcanon thoughts on inukai, or the whole ninomiya squad? INUKAI IS TRANSMASC BTW“

all my ninomiya squad thoughts tie into my headcanons about the Great Web Of Betrayal (which is basically the whole Hatohara-Rinji situation and how I would like it to go) so they’re long enough to fill a whole other post and I’m out of spoons so if anyone is interested in those? ask away, I’ll lay it all out for you.

7 notes • Posted 2021-08-19 04:32:37 GMT

#2

Heya, I see you write headcanons too, you got any for my boy Izumi?

·     A large amount of why Izumi antagonizes Yuiga so much is just that he resents people who can buy their way into things instead of having to work for them. Also, Yuiga is fun to look at from an outside perspective, but oh my god would he be annoying to deal with IRL.

·     That said, it’s like 90% a weird sibling rivalry thing, like when your parents insist that you actually like each other when they take out all their issues via being mean to you, and you figure that you can be a mature fucking adult and deal, so you just sort of let yourself be their punching bag a bit, because why the hell not, and it sort of sucks? But also they don’t really have other outlets for their emotions besides like self-harm so. Whatever. And then your parents make you share a bed on a vacation. And it sucks and you have to get up at eight in the morning and everyone insists it’s your fault that you’re tired and your sibling gives you a look that implies that you’re just fat and stupid and it really is your fault. Like that, you know?

·     The parents in this metaphor are no one. No one thinks they like each other. It’s a metaphor.

·     Speaking of parents- Izumi’s are actually really nice. His relationship with his sister is great. He’s a pretty well-adjusted person in general, even considering the stuff you do on the away missions.That said, his older sister and parents are loving, but really not that interested in what he does with Border. This is how he gets away with being on away missions for like months.

·     Izumi is way, way smarter than he generally acts.

·     It’s not a math genius thing or anything, but he’s got a very good head for battle (canon) and he’s very good at people in general (also canon-ish). Tachikawa is also like this, but he sort of purposefully plays up the “dumb” aspect.

·     Izumi is just the sort of teenager who oscillates between zero brain cells and a slightly ridiculous amount of brain cells.

·     Yuiga thinks that this is stupid. Yuiga also isn’t actually stupid, but goddamn does he make it hard to tell.

·     Speaking of which, he once spent an entire away mission eating only mandarin oranges, after he was told that Border had upped the luggage mass limit and bought a fifty-pound bag thereof.

·     The Border Away Mission Program banned oranges on their ship after that. Tamakoma-2, which had a cooler full of raw meat, beef blood, and slightly suspicious sausages, got homemade meat products banned. Now everyone eats salad and makes passive-aggressive comments about bulk grocery shopping.

·     Yuiga brought a bottle of really nice scotch but because really nice scotch also tastes Not Great, it was given away for a visting gift for a Neighbor dignitary.

·     He and Tachikawa met in elementary school. It involved a high-stakes* Yu-Gi-Oh duel. They got all the way to Nationals eventually, at which point Tachikawa joined Border (and Izumi followed when he was given permission to).

*for a third-grader and a sixth-grader

8 notes • Posted 2021-05-14 08:46:09 GMT

#1

Headcanon Asks

So I seem to have a few people following me now, and I like writing things, so I am opening some headcanon asks! This is like. The first time I’ve done request writing? So like, shoot away.

RULES (I think most people have these?)

- No NSFW

- No x reader

- I’ll keep the irrelevant rants about obscure bits of history to the tags, even.

- unless you don’t mind me going off on tangents, please specify if you don’t mind and I’ll furnish you with at least one Weird Obscure History Fact

- I am a very weird person who has been informed that most people genuinely can’t tell upon encountering me if I am or am not on drugs. I am not. Basically, expect there to be Weird Shit, like my telling you where exactly they fit into my Everyone In Border Is A Supernatural Creature And They’re All Hiding It Because No Teen Has Good Communication Skills In General AU

- That’s all folks

8 notes • Posted 2021-04-12 08:03:01 GMT

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[liquidlikecats]

Ahaha okay here's some of that good good aro gn reader & aro felix hugo f niche content. It's already posted on my ao3, which is also liquidlikecats. Originally I wrote just the first part but then eventually caved and made an even sappier sequel. Uh. Tell me what u think of it, feedback is my lifeblood

Relationships: none/can be read as a qpr or otherwise platonic relationship

Tags: emotional hurt/comfort, fluff, snuggling, I think they kiss I don't fucking remember, very touch starved like to the point where it kinda knocks you down, felix not being very good at taking care of himself

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Aching

A kitten had come over and was curiously sniffing on his sweat soaked hair before purring and clambering onto his heaving chest. He'd been laying here for a while now, how long exactly he had no clue, with the hot gravel of the deserted training grounds digging into his back. His tired hand arched up to gently scratch the little feline behind its ears, the other one remaining clutched about his sword.

"Fuck."

The young man cursed and returned his gaze to the dusk speckled sky dousing everything in soft light. This shit had been building up for days now but as always his pride had kept him from seeking help. Hazily he wondered whether someone would find him and should that happen, if he'd rather choose a quick end for himself or bear with the humiliation of having to be carried back to his room. Maybe he'd be lucky enough and a certain someone would notice his absence. Or maybe that'd be the worst of luck.

It wasn't the first time exhaustion and the deep ache of longing had chained him to the ground. When had he last really touched someone outside of combat? Sylvain had slung his arm over his shoulders earlier, trying to drag him to town and it'd all just been too much, days of carefully maintained balance crashing down on him. It'd sent him flying, carrying him here to do the one thing he didn't have to think about. To simply get lost in his training, the swords a calming weight in his palm and an extension of himself.

A low sigh slipped past cracked lips and he closed his eyes, trying to ignore the deep pain and exhaustion that had sunken into his very marrow and created an endless pit in his stomach.

Not that it had ever worked before. No matter how much he trained and ran himself ragged, it hadn't worked ten years ago and still didn't now. It wasn't a problem he could solve himself, no matter how much that bothered him.

The cats made it better, and if just a little bit. His fingers still diligently carded through his fluffy companion's fur and the gentle warmth and weight eased his pain a little. It would pass eventually, he reminded himself. It always retreated again, hiding in his core until it would emerge once more and slowly drown him in his craving.

Gravel crunched under secure steps, making him cringe and fight to get up. But alas, his body remained where it was, navy hair spilled over the ground and no doubt at least as dusty as the rest of him. Resigning himself to his fate, he instead focused his attention on the approaching person and managed, with much struggle, to crack and eye open and shift his head as to be able to see whomever he was unlucky enough to have run into.

The sight of you, weapons still strapped to your belts from your earlier spars, a large flask dangling from your hip and your pockets undoubtedly stuffed with pastries released the dread that had settled over him. Had it been anyone else, he would've longed to simply sink into the ground never to return, but over the years he'd begrudgingly come to stop hiding his pain around you. Usually you could tell either way.

Sturdy boots came to a halt near his side and soon after your concerned face appeared in his blurred view.

"Fe, you're still here. I couldn't find you at dinner so I got you something in case you were too caught up with training again. Doesn't look like it tho. What's up?"

You'd seated yourself beside him and were fumbling for some water. Felix just groaned and closed his eye again, the kitten still securely nestled against his palm. You chuckled and shuffled to lift his head into your lap, your fingers immediately disappearing into messy locks.

"Did you overdo it again or is this one of those situations?"

Another non-committal sound reached your ears and you tugged a little at his hair, delighted by him melting further into your hands.

"I'm guessing the other thing, then. It has been a while… You oughta drink something before I can move you. Ya think you can sit up yet?"

A slight expression of distaste furrowed his brows, but Felix nodded and let the kitten jump off him before being pulled into your lap. He sank against your chest with a sigh on his lips, head falling on your shoulder and still desperately holding onto his weapon. You let your fingers trail over his cheeks and put one arm around his waist, the other holding your uncorked flask. For a moment you were absorbed in the feeling of a warm body against yours. Even though it happened more often these days, the feeling still managed to catch both of you off guard every time. Shaking your head and returning to the current situation, you raised the water to his lips and watched him devour it in small sips.

"Wonderful. I'll sheathe your sword now, okay? I can't carry you otherwise."

He grumbled more, stating his displeasure with your plan of actions. You smiled down at his weak frame.

"Can you walk there?"

Felix frowned but had to admit to this current inability to do so.

"I thought so. Chances we'll run into anyone else are slim, if that makes it any better."

Hair brushed against your neck and your breath got momentarily caught in your throat. The man in your arms nodded once and you took the sword without resistance, returning it once more to its sheath. Your forehead shortly pressed against his temple in a reassuring gesture. You could feel him quiver.

"I'm gonna lift you up now."

Another nod into your chest, accompanied by a small sound of disgruntled approval. Getting up in the most careful manner possible you looked down at Felix, slumped and displeased in your arms. And yet, it had gotten so much easier for him to show any kind of weakness to you. A few years ago he'd have adamantly remained in whatever spot he was currently occupying and waited the pain out.

You squeezed his hand and started walking.

The short trip was as deserted as you'd anticipated, much to the relief of you both. There were already too many rumors about romantic involvement between the two of you, although neither of you ever fell in love.

You'd arrived at your destination and wrangled the fickle lock open with the spare key Fe had given you after the first time this happened, his cheeks pink and ears glowing.

The fond memory got a silent chuckle out of you.

You steered towards the bed and carefully sat down, placing the swordsman beside you. He looked even more exhausted in the dim light, dark eyebags suggesting he'd not been sleeping much again.

Felix leaned against you for support as you set to removing your armored pieces.

The moment you were done, scarred arms looped around your torso and pulled you under the covers. You were buried under the soft mounds and his warm body pressing against your chest. Trembling he hid his face in your neck and tangled your legs together. You started running your fingers through his hair and over his scalp without having to think about it at all, barely noticing the faint familiar shiver it sent down his spine.

"I'm here now, Fe. I won't leave until you want me to."

Voice filled with affection and your lips brushing against his forehead, you curled closer around him. The navy strands were dusty and smelled of sweat, but you couldn't bring yourself to care. It brought a smile to your lips as you rested your chin on top of his head.

He was heavy in your arms. His weight had always been an anchor.

He pressed a chaste kiss to your neck and hid his glowing face away from your soft gaze. The red tips of his ears still gave him away and you couldn't help but press a kiss on top of his head.

"You keep saying that."

A hint of helplessness shimmered through the words.

"And I mean it every time. If you don't want me to leave, then I won't."

A shaky breath ghosted over your skin and you instinctively pressed closer. He was safe in your arms, one hand cradling the back of his head and the other at the small of his back. You could've stayed like this until the end of time.

"I don't love you and won't ever, but I do care for you. If that's enough, I'll share my life with you. Wherever it'll lead us."

You were trembling now and took a deep breath, the familiar scents of leather, metal and sword oils washing over you in calming waves. You feared you'd said too much as you laid in waiting for an answer.

Felix was silent for a while and you were all too aware of how much the both of you were shaking.

When he finally spoke, his voice was thick with an unnamed emotion.

"I don't- I've never-"

You could feel him struggling for words, arms still securely around your middle. He took a deep breath and started to speak again, this time sounding determined.

"I don't want you to leave. I don't love you either, but- you fight good. I'd be annoyed if you died."

Relieved laughter shook your form and you started peppering his flushed face with kisses, suddenly feeling very warm and fuzzy.

"No getting rid of me now."

Your body was light.

"As if I'd want to."

His was too.

Gentle

Calloused fingers come to rest upon your cheek, cupping it with a gentleness beholden for few. You needn't turn to see who just glid behind you, the swordmans touch and step being the most familiar things in the world. Closing your eyes you lean backwards into soft cushions, a serene smile caught on your lips.

When you take his hand in yours and turn ever so slightly to place a kiss in his palm, a small sigh escapes him. Soft and pliant he follows your guidance as you lead him down and into your lap, leaning against the crook of your neck as you circle your arms around his waist.

You fit so well together like this.

Even after all these years a faint blush dusts his cheeks when you lean down to pepper him with kisses. Melting further into your hold, Felix raises his head to blink at you with dazed, amber eyes. He is smiling, one hand reaching up to card through your hair, the other once more cupping your face. You cannot think of anything that fills you with as much warmth as seeing your friend so peacefully content. You can't help but chuckle, more out of happiness than amusement, and rest your forehead against his.

"Age really did mellow you out."

He snorts softly.

"You're just starting to go soft in the head."

You look at him innocently, fingers stealthily untying his hair and letting the navy locks fall down. You can't help but smile when his eyes flutter shut at the gentle caress.

"It's infectious~"

Felix laughs and leans in to kiss you. His smile is so bright it's almost blinding. He can't even pretend to be affronted with you anymore.

"You're insufferable."

_________

The soft firelight gently dances over his skin, caressing fading scars and illuminating thoughtful eyes. He is looking down to where you lay nestled against his shoulder, fast asleep and secure in his arms. It must be nearly two decades ago now that you first met, still over a decade that you promised to stay by his side.

His gaze falls upon your unringed fingers, intertwined with his own.

You never married. You never wanted to, either. It fills him with such warmth to think that you two have lived together as partners and comrades for half your lives, unbound by customs neither of you ever wished to adhere and feelings you never had.

There is such peace to be found in your companionship, the banter, touch and talk, unlike anything either of you ever could've imagined.

He moved to brush a stray lock of hair out of your face, a fond look on his own.

Maybe he really had grown soft.

[hyperfixationtimego]

the three wingmen of thh; Leon (chaotic), Kyoto (lawful), and Hina (neutral)

Kyoto was 100% the reason Celeste is dating Junko, it’s canon now. She is extremely involved in seating for extracurricular activities (i.e. the tea parties), and commonly puts them together. She finds putting Taka and Mondo apart...helps them?? She has no idea why but if they’re seated far from each other, they are immediately cuddling once they leave the room.

Grey-hair and Blue-hair girls are dating, no I do not take criticism (grey hair has braids I think and protects a mob guy?? and blue hair is the mastermind ig, she has black glasses apparently) - queer eye anon

oh my god yes???

Leon and Chihiro were some very powerful masterminds behind ishimondo ngl 👀 like chihiro’s brainpower combined with kuwata’s sheer strength of will?? UNSTOPPABLE those gay bitches never stood a CHANCE

although to be fair, most of their plans DID involve using a digital lock and/or utilizing alter ego to somehow force them into an empty room and keep them locked in there until they finally confessed 💛

Leon ALSO wingmans for sayaka because they’re besties who hate each other ❤️ he’s constantly cracking jokes with her about how she should just text Mukuro that she wants to fuck, or jokingly advises her to use raunchy pick-up lines on Sakura. He’s come very close once or twice to just. Blurting out “HEY MUKURO! SAKURA! SAYAKA’S GOT A HUGE FUCKING CRUSH ON Y-” only to have the idol clamp a hand over his stupid dumbass mouth <3

it’s okay because sayaka absolutely gets her revenge when she has to wingman for him and makoto (the only reason she doesn’t completely fuck up kuwata’s chances and embarrass him is because she’s besties with Makoto, too, and knows the poor guy’s ALSO got it bad. There’s a lot of Sayaka (and literally everyone else too) having to deal with some gross oblivious loveydovey pining from these fucking dorks, so she gets her fill of teasing)

And Hina wingmanning for Sakura???? Bruh okay u have no IDEA how much serotonin platonic sakuraoi gives me simply because????? Them?????? They????? Love???????? I love them???

And basically Hina’s just the right amount of empathy/sympathy and logic!! Her main, go-to piece of advice is “just talk to them!” And - surprise - trusting her on this usually leads to having fun and making good memories with the object(s) of affection !!

She’s such a sweetheart??? And like yes ofc she doesn’t have an answer for everything, because her heart is just a lil bit bigger than her brain sometimes (ok but mood tho like no shame this is both kin and projecting) but she’s trying her best!!! As she always listens to whoever needs her at that moment and gives the best advice she can - which isn’t even limited to romantic situations!!! She’s one of the go-to students for when someone’s having, like, an everyday problem or feeling stressed because she’s so non-judgemental and soothing to be around!!!

It’s Hina appreciation hours 💛

Anyway, Kyoko-

she also (unfortunately) is forced to wingman for Makoto and Leon, which means a lot of listening to naegi ramble on about how cool and nice and interesting and pretty and blah blah blah kuwata is (don’t get Kirigiri wrong, she adores Leon, but a girl can only take so much, y’know?)

and requests for Makoto to simply......TELL LEON are almost ALWAYS refused because nope no way in hell absolutely not and so she’s like great I’m gonna go bang my head against a desk because I seriously cannot take the two of you anymore

eventually she (secretly) goes and talks to Leon, without betraying Makoto’s trust or disclosing any information she feels he would not be comfortable with, does her best to subtly hint at the fact that hey. koto’s got a crush. you should fucking ask him about it before I go completely insane. Leon doesn’t fully get the hint but does go talk to Makoto, which FINALLY prompts some goddamn CONVERSATION about it thank GOD

also sorry sorry not to ramble but I just????? an idea hit me like a gd truck and I need to talk about it because I love???? I love????? I love

sometime after all this, Kyoko gets inadvertently wrapped up in co-wingmanning with Makoto for Komaru and Toko/Jill. Except. Those three have no clue about the fact that there is any wingmanning going on.

so kyoko’s like “why are we doing this”

and makoto’s like “because she’s my sister and she’s in love and I want her to be happy!!!”

“Okay but shouldn’t they work this out on their own”

“Not if I have anything to say about it!!!”

“*Sigh.* Goddamnit.”

And then Leon eventually hears about it, as well, because of course makoto’s gonna talk abt it with his boyfriend, why wouldn’t he, and anyway kuwata’s like OH?? POG??? because he and Toko and he and Jill are friends!!!! So he’s like I’ll totally help omg Fukawa and Syo are gonna STOKED

(Makoto does not comment on the fact that Toko most likely will not, in fact, be stoked by the idea of kuwata meddling in her love life, but does at least advise his dear 0-braincell partner to be careful ❤️)

okay okay sorry I’m a simp for tokomaru and syomaru on main but anyway back to kyoko and seating charts-

YEAH ON GOD???

And poor Kirigiri already has trouble comprehending how social interaction works that this kinda shit just???? Completely breaks her?????

“Why.....do people.....react different.......like I will accommodate for it but.....I do not.....understand......”

does not fucking compute

(Also shhhhh don’t let Korekiyo know that there was something about human behavior Kirigiri didn’t understand because somehow they will materialize from the shadows to go on a softly excited special interest infodump ramble/lecture that lasts hours and hours)

But yeah???? Ironically enough, she’s honestly the only person from her class who’s able to, for the most part, figure out how Celestia’s mind works, and so she’s able to use that to her advantage when setting her up with Junko!!! (The thing with Celeste was that it sort of became a case to Kyoko!! Celeste was so Obviously different in her behavior and mannerisms than everyone else that Kirigiri basically ended up treating learning about her the same way she would treat trying to solve a crime or something similar!!)

For ishimondo she chalks it up to “absence makes the heart grow fonder???” she guesses????? seriously she has No Clue

also she doesn’t pick up on it but they DO give each other pining puppy dog eyes from across the room the whole goddamn time like they’re just [y e a r n]

And OKAY ANON???? HEY ANON????? WHERE ARE YOU HIDING THE FUCKING GALAXY BRAIN JUICE???? HELLO???????

I. how is it possible to not know the games and yet,,,,,,,conjure up a concept so incredible????? Pekomugi,,,,,,,,,my g o d

Ok ok ok ok ok hold on hold on lemme gather my thoughts because holy fuck

FIRST OF ALL, Tsumugi is a GIANT nerd, so the thought of having a SWORD GF???? A GIRLFRIEND WHO IS A SWORDSMAN???? HOLY FUCK?????? she can live out her wildest samurai anime fantasies,,,,,,,because she quite literally has a swordswoman girlfriend who would protect her with her sword oh my g o d

SECOND OF ALL, Tsumugi also????? fucking loves sitting in on Peko’s training sessions to watch her beautiful incredible wonderful darling partner spar??? and use badass techniques and strategies???? Literally Tsumugi is always blown away??

and she ALWAYS comes and barrels into Peko to give her a gigantic hug and shower her with kisses once training’s over!!!! And Peko doesn’t understand because

“I am hot and sweaty. I am currently very gross, why are you kissing me,”

“No!!! You’re stunning and perfect and charming!!!! You make me swoon!!! Oh, dear knight, hold me in your sweet embrace....”

meanwhile peko’s just like babe pls let me go take a shower

and okay final thing I promise, but....Peko is absolutely astonished by Tsumugi’s cosplay abilities???? Like with a lot of her works, Peko can hardly even believe that that’s her gd girlfriend????? Like sweet JESUS her datemate is damn good at makeup and disguising herself and whatnot

“cosplay is an art and you have perfected it,” like catch tsumugi fuckinf crying