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in love & in war, drabble 2: the one where you meet him
Description: Join Ciel, the Earl of Phantomhive, as he embarks on one of the most difficult challenges of his professional life: getting you to fall in love with him in order to become the next chairman of TransAtlanticaâ your fatherâs vast shipping empire.
Warnings: None, save for some explicit sexual content down the line! This is just a lighthearded series for fun! Think Bridgerton :)
Authorâs Note: Iâm sorry for the wait! I dropped this series premiere and academia decided to just become torture from then until basically now! But now Iâm a bit more free to get some writing, and hopefully I can get my content consistent again! Iâve missed you all so much. I hope you guys like this drabble! I wrote it in one sitting so I will probably make some edits/additions down the line, you know how it is lol.
Also, if you would like to be put on a taglist for my fics, please comment and I will tag you for each update! Or if you only want to follow specific fics, you can let me know in your comment and I will make individual taglists for each fic :).
Happy Reading,
Dan <3
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Y/N Y/L/N
âYou filled my entire dance card?â you lamented, feeling your resolve crumble as you scanned over the small piece of cardstock paperâs lineup of 20 names, each aligned with a planned piece from the ensemble: Lord Alexis Cuthbert, Mr. Nigel Crawford, The Honorable Geoffrey Wilson⌠The list included a plethora of noble lords and heirs to either significant corporations or well-respected aristocratic bloodlines.
âThat is in accordance with the terms of the deal, yes,â your mother insisted, simpering at you while Daphne hooked long diamond teardrops in your ears, set in gold to match the thick necklace resting on your chest. âThere were many house calls made about this specific inquiry, and they were all qualified young men.â By the tone of her voice, you could tell she felt she was doing you a favor.
But truly, meeting a man during a dance was excruciating. There was no respectable escape if the conversation was painfully dry or offensive. All you could do was pray for the ending measure of the music and make a swift exit.
You sighed, turning your attention back to the list: Mr. Jack Morrison, Lord Clarence Abery, The Honorable George AcklandâŚ
âI understand. Thank you,â you surrendered, knowing fully well that there was no changing this list without disrespecting those on it already. You were fortunate that your parents were giving you the freedom to choose your suitor in the first place. Most of your peers had been betrothed since their birth, promised to a relative or a family friend as one half of a smart match.
Mr. Neil Gayton, Lord George CurossâŚ
You were the Earl of Richmond and founder of TransAtlanticaâs only child. That was two inheritancesâeven if you couldnât assume all control. Your positions should have locked you into a smart match from the start, but your parents decided to give you a chance at a love match, too. A chance at finding real love just as they did: through a cultivated list of requirements.
As painful and awkward the prospect was, it certainly wasnât the worst outcome for a woman in your position.
âLord Ciel Phantomhive?â your eye caught his name before you could properly descend through the list because you couldnât believe it was there of all places. You knew the Lord Phantomhive to be incredibly private, skipping most if not all social gatherings and public appearances. The public rumored that he guarded his appearance closely because he was one of Her Majestyâs advisors and private investigators. You were most accustomed to seeing his name in stately cursive at the bottom of correspondences with your father and his associates.
âHis butler called on his behalf the other day,â Daphne answered for your mother, smiling apologetically for interjecting. âHe said he will be attending the charity ball tonight and wishes to meet you.â
âHe is more than qualified and interested,â your mother said, âyour father has always liked him.â
âFather likes his business strategy, no one knows him,â you answered, letting the dance card fall from your wrist limply. There was no merit in analyzing the names on itâ you knew there was no escaping the evening.
Your mother rolled her eyes, unwilling to engage with your technicalities. âCome now. Our guests are trickling in. We should greet them with your father,â she offered her arm to you. You accepted, allowing her to guide you out of the suite with Daphne in tow. Whenever TransAtlantica co-hosted events at the Langham Hotel, your family rented the penthouse to finish preparations without having to make a commute from the estate.
. . .
CIEL PHANTOMHIVE
Acquiring TransAtlantica is not an option; it is an inevitability. Acquiring TransAtlantica is not an option; it is an inevitability, Ciel Phantomhive reminded himself with every step closer to The Langham Hotelâs grand ballroom, trudging through formalities and tepid greetings in the populated hall leading to it. It was the phrase he used to justify all of this unyielding frustration at each step: listening to Sebastian as he attempted to break down the confounding science of charming a young woman into comprehensible steps, and now, burdening his already-fraught calendar with unnecessary social appearances just to put himself in Lady Y/nâs path.
Unnecessary social appearances such as The British National Society for Aid and to the Sick and Wounded in Warâs annual ball in partnership with TransAtlanticaâone of many charitable foundations that the shipping company partnered with. TransAtlantica covered the costs of a lavish evening and invited their extensive networks of business moguls and the aristocracy to partake in raffles throughout the formal night. All proceeds went to the medical organization, and all publicity went to the company.
Until this year, Ciel was content with having Sebastian send his regrets to TransAtlantica alongside a hefty donation to maintain goodwill. But now, maintaining goodwill with this corporation and the family behind it would no longer suffice. He needed to make a personal appearance both at the ball and in the middle of Lady Y/nâs dance card. After Y/n cooly rebuffed him after moments of light teasing Sebastian made the appropriate arrangements with one of the maids to put Ciel.
While Ciel was well aware of the stubborn reputation proceeding her, few dared take such a tone with him. And for so little. Defensive, she was! Was it such a crime to be transparent about how it was careless to step onto a street without looking both ways? If Ciel hadnât saved her at the perfect momentâ even if Sebastian orchestrated the timing â she would have been hit!
âFind Lady Y/n when it comes time for your waltz,â Sebastian reminded Ciel as they entered the ballroom, âyou are only on her dance card for a single number. The point is that you make a better impression this time.â The bloody butler prodded at Cielâs lack of romantic finesseâ a talent that a sleazy demon might have in surplus. Apparently, approaching her first and taking the time to see himself onto her dance card would prove Cielâs interest in her.
âAnd of course, you must remember your apology, sir,â Sebastianâs words were coated in honey, the most obvious tell of his amusement. The prospect of his master having to express his regrets. âYou bruised her pride,â he explained.
In response, Ciel sent him a fleeting gaze, heavy with irritation. Exhaustion after hours of coaching and correcting, endless explanations as to why Sebastian insisted that Y/n could never connect with him properly if he failed to acknowledge her grievances.
âI will,â he answered simply, clenching his jaw at the thought of verbalizing anything along the lines of âI apologize.â He never had to apologize for his actionsânot ones that were truly malevolent, and certainly not ones that were decently-natured. Although it seemed the exception was for the daughters of incredibly prominent figures whom he needed to charm. So much so that Sebastian had Ciel practice the series of words in front of a mirror.
Acquiring TransAtlantica is not an option; it is an inevitability.
The phrase had Cielâs shoulders relaxing into proper posture, his tense jaw relaxing with reluctance. He took a gradual inhale in, scanning the room for Lady Y/n. He found her in moments, catching her pale green gown and its gold accents shining in the warm chandelier light. She was engaged in a jubilant exchange with the wife of Selwyn Westley, the owner of a prominent watch company.
âVery good, my Lord,â Sebastian chirped, merely watching Ciel build his resolve. Heâd seen the Earl tackle a number of more threatening offenses: vengeful angels, homicidal circus clowns, and corrupt monopolists with less agonizing. âThere is absolutely no time to waste,â he added in reference to the rest of TransAtlanticaâs suitors (they were longshot candidates, at best) as they readied themselves among their own servants. Several menâs eyes lingered on the small dance card that hung from Lady Y/nâs wrist, looking to secure a spot in the moments before the first dance started.
It was that particular thought that had the corner of Cielâs mouth twisting upwards, satisfied. Courtship could never be left to chance. It was a strategyâ a war. How could they hope to defeat him when they couldnât even manage to get themselves in front of her?
. . .
Y/N Y/L/N
âAnd thatâs when I told him: I think I left them in the carriage!â Inara Johnson laughed riotously, briefly touching your arm as you laughed, mirroring the young womanâs impish grin. She had been recounting a sordid story about her courtship with her husband since it seemed your mother was quite liberal in spreading the word about your season beginning. Even still, Mrs. Johnson was quite a breath of fresh air after you suffered nine suitors trying too hard to impress you.
âI canât imagine what you could have done without a spare change of clothing!â You managed through laughs, ignoring the pinch in your cheeks after hours of simpering and entertainment. You were only about halfway through the merriment, the orchestra completing a lively movement to start transitioning to the first waltz of the evening.
You only had a few moments to find your next suitor: Lord Ciel Phantomhive.
âI should find my husband for this waltz! I certainly hope you find yours quite soon, my Lady, Iâll be looking forward to your wedding,â she chuckled, parting with you after a playful wink.
âEnjoy the night,â you nodded, unsure of how to start your search for a faceless man as Mrs. Johnson found Mr. Johnson in seconds. Heâd only been paces away, engaged with your parents about something you couldnât quite pick up.
You took another look at your card to ensure that Ciel Phantomhive was indeed your next dance partner, but just as your gaze caught his name again, the man who pulled you from the carriage approached you. The very one that you were content with never laying eyes on again.
âLady Y/n, just the perfect timing. Were you looking to join this waltz now?â He dared to ask, his sapphire eye just as breathtaking as it had been, his lips turning in the same mildly amused manner. Trying to appear aloof. âOr were you uninterested in sharing your time with the likes of mediocre destitution such as myself?â he asked, repeating the words you threw at him.
Was he trying to get a rise out of you?
You felt your face warm from his attempts as you fashioned your falling expression into a sparking grin. The future-Countess-of-Richmond-grin that you relied on so much. There was no losing your temper in this environment without mortifying your family name.
âUnfortunately, my dance card is full,â you answered with false kindness, feeling the young man see straight through your pleasant deception. That was one of the only lines a young noblewoman had to tell a man to leave her to her lonesome; it was well-known by all of polite society. âPerhaps another time. Though I really do need to find my nextââ you started, starting to take a step to walk around him, but he side-stepped in your path.
ââAfter I saved your life last week, I thought you might find time for a dance,â he interjected, causing the remnants of your Countess smile to falter. âThatâs why I had my butler secure this waltz with you.â
Your blood ran cold, your smile finally melting off your face. He couldnât beâŚcould he? It would only make sense, you supposed. A person astute enough to even impress your father.
âI was scheduled with the Earl of Phantomhive,â you forced yourself to answer placidly. You readjusted your expression, unwilling to give the man the satisfaction of visibly surprising you.
âThen you found me already,â Lord Phantomhive replied, all too satisfied. You didnât even find him! He found you!
You failed to conceal your thoughts, judging by the condescending mirth in his grin. âShall we?â
. . .
CIEL PHANTOMHIVE
âIâ yes, I suppose we shall,â Lady Y/n cleared her throat, despite herself. She laced her arm with Cielâs as he guided her to the center of the ballroom, more than certain that they were attracting attention, even if most people couldnât connect his appearance to his name. The very reputation that filled a room enough to substitute his physical presence, most of the time.
Technically, he didnât have to bow to Y/n because he outranked her, but as Sebastian insinuated, apparently Ciel needed to nurse her shallow pride.
Acquiring TransAtlantica is not an option; it is an inevitability.
Taking Y/nâs hand, Ciel led her into the first steps of the waltz. She seemed more interested in studying him than starting a conversation, mechanically following the dance while her mind was elsewhere. He allowed her to dissect the performance he put on for her for a few long moments before speaking.
âI wanted to take this opportunity to extend my sincerest apologies to you, Lady Y/l/n,â Ciel said, visualizing the script that he and Sebastian formulated. He had to make the words seem genuine as if heâd given them enough thought to be considerate, but not so much that he was reciting them. He guided Y/n through a turn, feeling her back tense under his hand.
âI should have helped you find the man who took your things rather than demean you with quips that failed to land,â Ciel continued, taking her continued silence as a bid to continue. His skin crawled at his words, betrayal bristling down his spine. He didnât apologize. It was fundamentally wrong. And yet, for TransAtlantica, he would. Perhaps this company was the Earl of Phantomhiveâs only real love match. âI know I seem far from deserving, but I do hope for your forgiveness. If you give me the opportunity, I hope to show you that I can be,â he continued, fashioning a similar helpless frown that Sebastian used to appeal to frustrated women.
Y/nâs face was unchanged, the same politely engaged expression with clear notes of frustration layered beneath. Of course, it wouldnât be that easyâshe was a petulant heiress unused to not having her way with people. She hummed, tilting her head as she took another moment to dissect his expression. The movement caused her long earrings to sway, drawing Cielâs attention to the length of her neck and the complicated waves she had her hair styled in.
âYou should have helped me,â Y/n agreed gruffly. âA proper gentleman would have, after all,â she mused.
Was the apology not gentlemanly enough? Ciel felt it exceeded expectations.
âI wouldâŚtreasure the chance to prove myself to be a gentleman, then.â He answered, using part of a line Sebastian fed him. The demon did not have any foresight into the future, but after investigating Y/n with the intensity he would look into a criminal with, he had decent intuition regarding how these planned interactions would unfold. Sebastian accurately assumed she wouldnât accept that apology.
âThe chance to prove yourself?â Y/n repeated, her interest piqued at the proposition. Finallyâa new emotion on her face besides detached politeness. âThat sounds like quite the endeavor, my Lord.â
âIt may very well be, should you let me accompany you on a promenade next week,â Ciel answered, watching her face redden. âIf you might overlook myâŚâ his mouth was drier than cotton, âdeficiencies.â
He nearly choked on the word. Bloody Hell.
âPerhaps I might find time,â Lady Y/n answered, and Cielâs heart soared for all the right reasons. He had a chance at the corporation, after all. It seemed acting was just as suspiciously close to lying as Sebastian had insisted.
Acquiring TransAtlantica is not an option; it is an inevitability.
. . .
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IT WAS ERIC AFTER ALL!!!! I'm so glad we got to meet him (before Vil snaps him away with those Infinity Gauntlets) (can't wait to see what happens when we get the matching Infinity Tiara to go with them, there will be no survivors)
(sorry to be so slow/rough lately, just got a lot of stuff on the ol' brain at the moment! alas, if only I could spend all my time drawing incredibly stupid characters I mean I do but)
#art#twisted wonderland#twisted wonderland spoilers#tapis rouge#i know these are not my best but by god i needed to draw ~daddo venue~#he is a treat! can't wait for him to yell at us for screwing up a shoot or whatever the last-minute disaster will be#i am SO HAPPY it turned out to be about movies after all! ...i mean sort of anyway#i'll take what i can get (and i do enjoy twst trying to be all cute about snow whAHEM i mean beautiful queen) (i see you there twst)#(also to be fair it actually wasn't poisoned in historial-revisionism-twstland so i think we can trust this apple. a+ acting eric)#anyway we are still. very solidly in the 'stand around and talk about the wallpaper for three hours' part of the event.#but HEY we got to meet eric! i was not really expecting it to be him so i am VERY pleased#also god help me i did think the shopping montage as portrayed by a rhythmic where they literally SKIP down the street was hilarious#there's a lot of Choices that were made in this event and that was a good one
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~ Extremely Unwilling Magical Protagonists Attempt To Outrun The Plot And Not Fucking Die ~
(@takofukkatsumi this tag is from a while ago but it hasn't left my brain -- L-Space got very weird all of a sudden)
#discworld#rincewind#the luggage#svsss#shen qingqiu#sqq#takofukkatsumi honestly thank you for this tag i've been chuckling on and off about the luggage overtaking sqq for a while now#something about it feels Right. no one expects the luggage until it's on you#honestly my main goal out of this picture is to force svsss fans to witness The Luggage and its horrible legs#shen yuan and rincewind hit that awkward point where you're keeping pace with a stranger#you can't quite manage to speed up or slow down at the right point to break contact#so they end up having a VERY weird conversation#at least anything sqq says is not the weirdest thing rincewind has heard#got sucked into a book? let him introduce you to the librarian#actually now i want the librarian to meet the system#if anyone could figure out a way to beat the system's head in it'd be an orangutan offended on behalf of literary characters everywhere#conversely both sqq and sqh are capable of ''speaking'' with pratchett style footnotes ARE are capable of seeing each other's footnotes#they weaponize this against each other immediately#honestly intrigued to see how many notes this gets - what's the general overlap between discworld fans and mxtx fans?#or is it literally the two of us here in this venn diagram?#i feel like it should exist though - are both not simply fantasy parodies in one variety or another??#my art
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Elliot and his emotional support crab burning the midnight oil.
#doodle#stardew valley#stardew valley elliot#you and me both elliot#wish us luck that we would be able to meet our deadlines#*SOBS*#i want to read a fanfic where you keep accidentally interrupting elliot in the middle of writing#the 5 times youre embarassed for messing his groove#and the one time you interrupt him when heâs in a slump/block and heâs suddenly gets a surge of inspo#Headcanons: Elliot chews on his pens/pencils when heâs pondering on synonmys.#he purses his lips and balances pens under his nose when heâs editing his work.#Many of his writing utensils(??) are lost in his hair when heâs doing a bit of research.
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Super Dead Soulmates
In this universe, any injury or scar you sustain appears on your soulmate. However, for as long as he could remember, Danny never gained an injury that wasnât his own. When he was very young, his parents would always say that he was just a late bloomer and perhaps his soulmate was a few years younger than he was and thus, just wasnât born yet. As Danny grew older, they got more absorbed in their work and just seemed to forget about the whole ordeal. Danny never asked them about it again, afraid they might think a ghost had âcursedâ him or something. It was hard enough to hide the lack of additional scars at school. Luckily, most people donât get injured very often so it was easy enough to play off some of his injuries as that from a soulmate. The only ones who knew the truth were his sister and his best friends. Danny was just convinced that he didnât have a soulmate and had accepted that fact, even if it hurt. Then the accident happened and for once, he was thankful his soulmate wouldnât have to feel his pain. And even more so when he started to fight the other ghosts daily. Danny was content to live like this, but with more ghost fights, his injuries started piling up. Danny excused them saying that they were from his soulmate. It didnât completely get rid of the scrutiny but most people bought it. Afterall, how else would puny Fenton get those kinds of bruises? So for a while, that excuse workedâŚuntil someone realized that Danny and Phantomâs injuries linked up (I vote Wes). Now normally, the natural conclusion would be that Danny and Phantom were the same person. But due to the fact that one of them was dead and the other clearly alive, everyone gained a new theoryâŚthat Phantom was Dannyâs soulmate. It would explain the recent injuries as Phantom was often seen fighting other ghosts. And to be honest, this was the perfect cover. Itâs not like Danny had an actual soulmate who might show up and this added another layer of protection against people thinking he and Phantom were the same person. So Danny remained silent and let the rumors grow. Sure people now thought he and Phantom were dating but that was fiiiiiinnnneee. (But BOY was that an awkward conversation with his parents).Â
And then Kon was born.
As a clone, all he knew from the outside was implanted into his mind. He knew the color of the sky, the sound of music, academic equations and a lot of common knowledge such as soulmates. He knew that injuries were shared between a bonded pair and that everyone had a soulmate. But he was different. He wasn't born a baby and grew up alongside another person. He wasnât even real according to some people. Yet one day, he noticed bruises lining his arms, he was confused. He should have had impenetrable skin like Superman. As far as he could remember, his skin had never been pierced before. And itâs not like he fought a godlike being that day. He shouldnât have any injuries. Kon decided to ignore them but the injuries kept showing up. It got so bad that his team started to notice and sat him down asking if everything was alright with his powers or if he was exposed to kryptonite somehow. So, very confused, Kon had explained that the injuries just kept showing up. It was only after his team gave him a curious look and explained the concepts of soulmates did everything click with him. Sure, Kon knew about soulmates but surely that couldn't be what this was! He was a clone! He shouldnât have a soulmate. It was impossible! But after a few more days of observation and a bit of testing, everyone determined that this was, in fact, a soulmate bond.Â
To say Kon was ecstatic was an understatement. Actually, it was a mix of excitement, nervousness, worry, and joy all rolled into one. He was elated at the idea that he had someone meant for him. Someone who would accept all of him. Kon had looked at the others and there had always been a slight jealousy when he saw a paper cut bloom on their fingers or see them rub a bruised knee fondly.Â
But more than anything. He was happy because this was proof that he was real. Afterall, a soulmate wouldnât match with him unless his soul was equal to theirs. His body almost melted with relief at that realization. A weight off his shoulders he never fully grasped was still there.Â
Of course there was the worry of why exactly his soulmate had so many injuries. For a hero, it was obvious they would get injured (although they tried to have as much protective padding as possible to limit that possibility. But some injuries still got through.) Yet the amount of injuries Konâs soulmate sustained were far more than that (because Danny lacked proper padding and didnât think he had to worry about a soulmate. Most injuries looked worse than they were anyways due to his fast healing). And on the contrary, Konâs skin was perfectly clear. With his kryptonian biology, even if he got hurt, it never left a mark. So all the injuries and bruises sustained on him were purely from his soulmate. And there was enough for two people. On the bright side, it helped with his cover, on the downside, Kon started to worry about his soulmate. (Meanwhile, Danny didnât notice a difference. Sure, sometimes he would feel a temporary ache or sharp pain but no mark was left so he just assumed the pain was sore muscles from a previous battle or that one of his rogues were hitting harder than he thought.)Â
As for Kon, he and his team used every resource at their disposal to try and track down Konâs soulmate. They did this for every member of the team as hero soulmates were in more danger than most but they paid special attention to Konâs soulmate due to the rapid accumulation of injuries.Â
Kon would fantasize on what his soulmate would be like. Would they be tall? Short? They would probably be able to fight. Boy or girl? It doesn't really matter. Kon knew opposite gender soulmates were more common but he wouldnât mind a guy either. His days were filled with dreams of a mystery person. Someone he could hold in his arms and protect. Who would comfort him after patrols and who he could introduce to his friends.Â
After a while, Tim finally found a lead. Some doctor records of a boy in a small town called Amity. Apparently he was prescribed pain medicine to help with âsoulmate injuriesâ. The lost of injuries were extensive and after looking at some pictures, they realized that his scars and Konâs scars lined up. A perfect match. So it wasnât long before they made a quick road trip to Amity.Â
This place was already on the Justice League radar. It was a town that appears to have a permanent portal to the afterlife and was attacked often. (Which might explain why Konâs soulmate was so injured). The Justice League had not interfered yet because the town had a local hero as well. Someone who seemed good at his job and who Tim was even thinking of recruiting. So this was a good opportunity to hit two birds with one stone. Afterall, not much was known about this mysterious Phantom other than he dedicated his afterlife to protecting this one town. Once they got to Amity they would probably need to check in with Phantom before anything. And despite his impatience with finding the person who might be his soulmate, even Kon was excited to meet this hero. Apparently Phantom had vast experience but also a major power set. He might gain another flying buddy or someone he could wrestle with without worrying about his strength. Afterall, Phantom also supposedly had super strength and even if he didnât, itâs not like you can kill a ghost. Yet no matter how hard they looked, they couldnât find him. It was only by coincidence that they stumbled upon Danny instead and his group of friends.Â
The first time Kon saw Danny, it was like coming home. He wanted to do nothing more than rush to his soulmate and hug him and vow to always keep him safe. He wanted to prove that he would be the best soulmate ever and he wanted to know everything there was to know about him. He was practically vibrating where he stood in his civilian disguise and it was only his friends that held him back from flying over and surprising the poor boy.
But before he could do anything, a ghost attacked. Kon barely had enough time to grab his friends and dodge when some kind of glowing creature crashed into a building. And while normally he would immediately find somewhere to change, Konâs first instinct was to check on his soulmate, only to see the two people he assumed to be the boyâs friends but no sign of Danny. Frantically looking around, he didnât notice the glowing creature behind him (was that a dragon?) but before it could reach him, another glowing figure intercepted the attack. They looked almost ethereal with white hair softly floating in the air and a suit that hugged his muscled form tightly. The figure turned around and gave a sheepish smile towards Kon. âYou ok?â
And it felt like for the second time that day, Kon was rendered breathless.Â
Someone was protecting him.
Someone was protecting him?
Yet it feltâŚnice. Warm.
Before Kon could gather his thoughts though the battle picked up in earnest. He and his team found cover and changed into their suits. When they came to help, the person Kon assumed to be Phantom looked surprised at their sudden appearance but it wasnât long before he and everyone else started working together. Unfortunately, actually fighting the ghost seemed to be impossible. Whenever they got close, their hits just passed right through so Phantom quickly regulated them on defense and citizen protection duty. Occasionally getting a hit in when the creature was tangible. Watching Phantom fight was something. Kon could understand why he was elected to join their team. He had this sort of grace and power that couldnât be explained in words but was clearly from the experience of many battles.
Despite not being able to do much, fighting with Phantom was fun. They seemed to be completely in sync and it wasnât long before Kon started to enjoy his loud commentary and puns as the two ghosts fought.
However, one particularly hard hit made it so that the dragonâs claws grazed his chest. Leaving three shallow gashes, but Phantom took the close proximity that attack gave him and sucked the creature intoâŚa soup thermos?
But Kon wasnât focused on that. He was wholly focused on the stinging pain suddenly coming from his chest, underneath his untouched uniform that clearly had not been hit. Kon didnât know how to process what was happening. Everything suddenly became louder and he vaguely tried to move but it was like his mind became mush as he tried to process what that meant. He managed to get away for a bit and undid his shit, looking down to see three shallow scratches along his chest. Scratches that perfectly mirrored Phantom. In the corner of his eye, Kon saw a head of black hair and witnessed as Danny reunited with his two friends he had been separated from in the chaos. And as Danny twisted to hug them, his shirt flipped up enough to see another identical 3 scratches along the boy's stomach. Perfectly mirroring Phantoms.Â
It was only later that Kon and his team did some more research on the town and itâs ghosts and learned the unofficial secret that Phantom and Danny were dating. That Phantom had Likely come back from the afterlife to protect the town his soulmate lived in. On the bright side, at least now he could confirm Danny really was his soulmate. And he knew where all those injuries were coming from.
Kon had found his soulmate.
Correction, he found his soumates
And they were already bonded to each other.
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âŚ.so where did that leave him?
There are now two options.Â
1: Kon decided that he just needs to woo both his soulmates and starts doing so both as Superboy and as Conner. Danny is very confused who these people are (because as far as he knows, he doesnât have a soulmate, and since Kon doesnât visibly show injury, there is no sign (unless Danny somehow injures himself in a place that is visible but heâs been trying to avoid that to make everyone worry less.)). Kon goes all out. He gets flowers, chocolates, writes poetry (whether good or not doesnât matter) starts wooing Phantom in hero form, showing off his strength and skill whenever possible. (And unfortunately, also his dork side when he isnât paying attention while flying) Asking to hang out, insist on paying for everything. Danny sees this tall Hunk who is paying attention to him and he doesnât know what to do. And there are TWO OF THEM! (Also, in this version it might be funny if people suspect Danny and Phantom are dating but donât know for sure and since they are never around each other, people might assume they just donât know. So Sam, Tucker, and Jazz are all for Danny possibly starting a relationship with Kon along with Konâs team who are cheering them on and trying to help the poor clone boy who has no experience with romance. Meanwhile literally everyone else in the town who likes Phantom is trying to run interference and get Danny and their hero together.Â
2: The angst option. Kon decides that the fact that he has two soulmates who are together is likely a result of him being a clone. Itâs not that he had someone waiting for him (how could he think someone was waiting their whole life just for him? How stupid was he?!) Kon had just hijacked a different bond. So he tries to stay away. Unfortunately, Tim had talked with Phantom while Kon was out of it so now they have started to team up. This makes avoiding him very difficult as he keeps running into Phantom. Moreover, he runs into Danny because they need him for the ghost hunting equipment. And slowly but surely, Kon falls in love with âbothâ his soulmates but doesnât want to get âbetweenâ them. And Danny wants to know why one of his new teammates is avoiding him.
#Dpxdc#dcxdp#Kizzer55555 ideas#Super dead soulmates au#Danny x Kon#Danny x Conner#Kon is having an identity crisis and Danny helps but then makes it worse.#At one point Danny might figure out clones and decide to have âPhantomâ and âDannyâ in the same place. Kon sees this and almost combusts.#Konâs team are the ultimate wingmanâs/wingwoman.#Tim is deep diving into research and planning dates. He has a board covered with red string on how to make this work.#Itâs scaring some people.#I donât know if this is young Justice or teen titans so I was vague while writing it. Choose whichever team you like best!#All I know is that this is the version of Kon with all of Supermanâs powers. I want him and Danny to have flying races.#Danny is oblivious.#Kon is in permanent gay panic mode.#Kon gets super protective of both Danny and Phantom.#At some point Phantom comes into contact with blood blossoms so thatâs going to be fun. :)#The reason They talk to Danny is because heâs Phantomâs âsupplierâ for Ghost hunting equipment.#Secret third option: they find Phantom first and bring him to the team and Kon thinks heâs his soulmate after seeing matching injuries and#gets closer to him as a friend but doesnât know how to breach the subject. Then they go to a âsupplierâ for Ghost equipment that Phantom#Trusts and meet Danny. And then something happens where they see how âDannyâ and âPhantomâ are âsoulmatesâ.#Then you can deviate to the angst version or wooing version.
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Yknow i get why scara is such a hater when it comes to childe because imagine youâre a 400+ year old puppet with your other immortal coworkers with their dark aesthetics and colors that all fit together in some way shape or form and then your boss decides to hire some 17 year old ginger kid just completely ruining the vibe. Like the color scheme isnât actually that important i just think its funny but who is this cheerful human boy from a countryside village doing at our evil organisation meetingâŚ. Shouldnt he be training with all the other grunts outside oorrrâŚ.
#childe is just a sopping wet doggy at the meeting full of people in business suits#heâs sitting in one of the spinny chairs too#as a kid i used to hate thag trope where the 7 year old was so fucking smart they would enter college at that age#like⌠go back to 3rd grade lil bro what are you doing here#still hate that trope#and in this specific scenario scara is one of the collage kids and childe is that smartass 7 year old#like ???? who is this kid sitting next to me in the advanced mathematics courseâŚ#i get the hater attitude towards him#scaramouche#tartaglia#childe#genshin impact#genshin
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So does he, Gallagher.
#honkai star rail#hsr blade#gallagher#i based this off of how many times i used funny soda man to help be a healer with his poppin soda pop in SU#and then blade constantly just being blade as usual#its normally him saying unnecessary to my actual healer but#i kept forgetting gallagher heals and i kept healing when i didnt even need to so TECHNICALLY yeah it was unnecessary#but the amount of times blade was the recipient......#i cant use like most of my newer units in story bc i cant ascend or i run out of leveling mats so i just#get them and toss them into simulated universe for funsies cause i can match their levels better#so thats where i tossed gallagher and he is genuinely fun to play as ? like i love his punches and kicks to start the battle#funny soda man is funny (to me) and im really behind in plot still#but last time i tried to play it on my laptop and got a kickass cutscene my laptop lagged and i couldnt even see it RIP to me#so now that its like ... me trying to play it on desktop ?#i mostly get on desktop for comms and if i do much else i feel like im slacking off even if i would take a break anyway#one day i can play more story plot stuff and actually meet the funny guys#also in case you know me for Not Having Boys in HSR i need to point out#i did pull Gallagher however same 10 pull got a 4 star girl copy for someone i never use and she is at e4 now cool#and i didnt even think of the irony as i started this i just like drawing blade and i wanted to draw gallagher#so when i already had the dialogue planned and am drawing i was like OH WAIT haha im funnier than i thought#(no i am not but we can pretend)
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A bit tired of people complaining about Sanji's principle of "not hitting women" being misogynistic when it has been clearly stated multiple times that he does not choose it and it's heavily tied to his trauma and admiration for his dad and respect for women and definitely not from seeing women as somehow weaker than him
#like okay i get where you're coming from and i understand that from a simpler perspective it's weird#if meet a guy irl who refuses to fight against women no matter how evil they are for no reason other than being women i'd consider it odd#but.... we have watched sanji's backstory and we have seen him actively feeling bad for not being able to hit female enemies#like what do you not understand#you can say the practice itself is based on misogynistic views too but the reasons why sanji doesn't hit women are more complex than that#a lot of people might disagree with me but like#i'm not saying the act itself is awesome and solemn and correct but you can't go and call sanji a misogynistic character just bc of that#like saying he views women as weaker than him is just. wrong. and i've seen people say it#and yes this behavior adds to his gentleman personality and it's also for the writing to show how polite and nice he is to women#but it's not exaggerated. he genuinely has issues viewing women as equals bc he romanticizes them#and that's bad! he knows that's bad!#let the character grow?????? i swear people can't read đ#i'm not making any sense i just woke up but yeah#one piece#black leg sanji
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I was wondering, does Fiddleford still have a wife in your Halloween au? And if yes, does she know about him being a vampire?
I've been sitting on this ask for a bit, but I think I should finally answer.
In my AU, Fidds is actually pretty old-- not like ancient or anything, but surely a few centuries?
Anyway, so way back, when he was human, he did have a wife and a kid!! But when he got bit and became a vampire, he actually outlived them :(
He tries to think about them often, but it's definitely one of the things he chooses to erase when he creates the memory gun
#if you were a bored immortal what's the first thing you're doing?#exactly-- wait around until the 1970s to go to a college that happens to be no one's first choice where you get a roomate that you befriend#and after graduating with an engineering degree and waiting a few years you get a call from him while workin in your garage#and he ropes you into coming to live with him to help him with this big project#and then you really DO get roped into his project literally and you're traumatized by the experience so you quit and leave#but y'know it just so happens that you received an invite to a vampire âmeetingâ that really is just a party#and you don't have a good time but on the way back to your motel you run into this guy that looks a little like your buddy but he's greasie#chubbier just grosser in general-- oh yeah and a werewolf#and then it turns out that your buddy actually managed to fall into the nightmare portal and his brother the werewolf#wants to get him out and he finds out that you helped build it originally#so you get tied in to domestic hijinks with the brother of your friend while you both try to work together to build the portal#and you accidentally fall in love with your friend's twin brother- the werewolf#or well that's what i would do if i was a cursed immortal y'know#cole's answering#gravity falls#grunkle stan#stanley pines#fiddleford mcgucket#fiddleford hadron mcgucket#stan is really only mentioned in the tags they kinda got away from me sorry guys this always happens#werewolf stan pines#vampire fiddleford#gravity falls au#gravity falls halloween au
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22 more images (with some saucy shenanigans and immature "seduction" tactics towards the end) below the cut:
Ryuk makes his grand return and is brought up to speed with Light and L's immoral union. The date seems pretty successful~.
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#drawn by me#my fanart#my fancomic#Death Note#The Chain#lawlight#Light Yagami#L#Ryuk#smooch#saucy shenanigans#suggestive dialogue#Ryuk third-wheeling~#L meets Light's quirky-deadly roommate#henh not much to say about this one. basically a continuation of the previous entry despite the absurd update gap.#I've lost the ability to keep anything brief anymore~#L seems a bit out of character with his willingness to go with the plan huh? And don't you think he'd have gotten used to Light's teasing b#now? Maybe it hits a little different knowing for a fact that it's coming from Kira's mouth directed towards him of all people~#Also the picture where Ryuk is saying he'll scram when things get heated is probably my favorite drawing of him that I've done!#he was so intimidating to draw especially over and over in comic form. such a far cry from my usual human style#but like all things I gradually became more and more comfortable drawing him. I'm very happy about that! :)#I have a dumb idea/headcanon concerning the nerds' first copulation attempt~.#if I decide to include it here I will definitely try to age restrict it even though it won't necessarily be graphic.#don't wanna get in trouble lol#I have more trouble drawing spicy scenes than I do with shinigami subjects XD#tw: food issues#they both eat the sketchy 'apple' to prove they're not cowards... despite it not being the smartest idea in the world. >_>
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@akiizayoi4869 and I were talking and I wanted to share this idea
Azula is born 13 years ahead of her (now little) brother but even so, Zuko, being the first son, is in line for the throne ahead of Azula. When the war ends and Ozai is thrown in prison, all eyes turn to the next in line for the throne, the one who is officially Fire Lord of the Fire Nation: one year old Zuko.
Azula is trying so hard not to have mental breakdown in the background.
#Aang: Where is the new Fire Lord? We need to meet him so that we can make sure he won't turn out like the last one.#Azula: Here you go#Zuko: Ello!#Aang:....10/10. Gold Star. Best Fire Lord in history#aang#azula#zuko#ozai#fire siblings#the fire siblings#fire hazards#katara#sokka#toph beifong#avatar the last airbender#atla#azula is 13 years older than zuko#fire lord zuko#fire nation royal family#fire nation family
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the idea that radahn made a plan with miquella that malenia would kill him so miquella could resurrect his soul or whatever straight up does not make sense to me because if your entire plan hinges on radahn dying then why would you have him and malenia fight a battle where there is in fact a chance where radahn could win and/or not die. and guess what happens
#like the only way this plan makes sense is if both the twins and radahn were 100% confident in maleniaâs ability to kill radahn in battle#but theyâre so evenly matched that malenia has to unleash the scarlet rot to âmeet radahnâs measureâ and kill him⌠and it doesnât even WORK#and NO radahn was not challenging the twins bc miquella frames the vow as âif we do this for you then will you be my consortâ#itâs not radahn going âill only be your consort if you can kill me lmaoâ#theres a host of other reasons why i think radahn wasnt in on this part of the plan but this one keeps sticking out to me#because it feels so illogical lol#thatâs why i feel like this had to be a situation where radahn and miquella had a falling out and miquella had to kill him#and bring him back as his younger self who miquella trusted#anyway i think ill make a post compiling every reason why i think radahn didnt plan his own death
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(breathing into a paper bag) FRALIO....
can't believe they gave us another guy. oh my god. so I guess Kelka is more, uhhh, more OOO then, and Fralio is Ankh? not that it matters too much, although they do seem to be doing something with the connected Riders so. who knows. anything goes! or if I may, anything gOOOes! god. of course they're the Ambition parallel. of course they are. oh my god.
fortunately there's nothing else they can throw at me right now that could possibly --
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
#art#ride kamens#ride kamens spoilers#OKAY i am caught up through show my cards so i feel more confident about going into main story part 2#unless there's some absolutely wacky lore thrown into the fun rollerblades event WHO KNOWS AT THIS POINT#extra excited for these guys now! can't wait to meet them properly :D#gosh though i am so afraid for jou in part 2#he's grown on me so much and i can't help but think getting backstory so soon is an ominous sign#especially for a wisdom guy i mean COME ON#i'm getting kiriya vibes and i don't like where this is heading#on the one hand if they legit kill off a character in their joseimuke gacha game...i mean. respect.#but also i want jou to be okay :(#i want everyone to be okay except maybe taiten because what is even going on with him#me yesterday: oh i don't think he's straight-up evil :) now let me just finish up the space event...#taiten: let's talk about plan DOMINATE PLANET#damnit taiten#tangentially i do think it would be EXTREMELY funny if the whole soun thing was a fakeout and murakumo was just some other dude entirely#soun's soft spot for uryuu and dislike for taiten is entirely coincidental#(probably based around the fact that taiten is INCREDIBLY evil) (or is he) (i mean yes)#he's multilayered he doesn't need a narrative reason to have opinions about other characters what are you his MOM
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People: find Lucanis attractive for multiple reasons
Fucking weirdos that need to take a break from the internet: YoU'rE fEtIsHiZiNg HiM bEcAuSe Of HiS aCcEnT!!!!
#lucanis dellamorte#fucking... no???#have you looked at him?#he's gorgeous#that scene where he's dealing with Spite having a tantrum?#that's hot#sure there's weirdos in every. single. fandom. that probably are.#but like#from what I've seen that is not the general consensus#and im not giving any more personal info out#but just a heads up#i am Not White#i am also part of a minority that gets fetishized heavily#loving his personality so far#love me an assassin#and a pretty one at that#whatever he's got going on with Spite?#I want in#I can't wait to meet the rest of his character#because im not just sexualizing him#im just enjoying the view until the doors open#anyways#fandom drama
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There's a lot of validity in the idea that older Bakugo is a traumatized pro-hero with major PTSD... but you know what's kinda fucked up to think about? The fact that Bakugo is also a 22-year-old pro-hero with major PTSD even before that, too.
It's almost easy to imagine that things are actually better when he's older (the therapy finally a routine, the trauma long set and on the path to being healed)... and that it's his whole 20s that are spent as a pool of disaster trying to recover from the war(s).
He looks back and barely even remembers being twenty, much less twenty-five or twenty-seven. Barely remembers how little he slept, not at the hands of trying to balance hero work and getting a degree at the same time, but just out of the pure insomnia that came from trying to move on and every nightmare attached.
Hardly ever showering, never shaving (not that he ever grew much of a beard, but the facial hair was definitely there. There's pictures of him on the news with an awkward, grown out haircut and patches on facial hair that make him look positively... immature), barely even eating more than a few protein bars or an energy jelly drink-a day. It's a blur, and his friends are hardly there to pick him up out of it because they're all going through it, too. Somewhat.
It's definitely weird if you meet him during this period. He's not all there, at least, not all of the time. He doesn't really register your interactions, the friendship you extend to him (a younger, or ever older, version of him would've shown you that deep seeded ferocity in response, tried to bite the hand that fed him, even if it were love... but 20s Bakugo... doesn't seem to notice). Even though only one of his eyes is clouded over, the good one never seems to brighten up.
There's definitely moments when the old him shines through: when he's with Deku, when he's in the midst of battle, when he finds out that Todoroki still does a shitty job at chopping scallions. But it's a long time before he's even close to the same, able to step out from underneath the fog of simply surviving and into the sunshine of recovering.
But I think sticking through it with him is worth it.
(It's a weird moment, a happy moment, the first time you realize that Bakugo has changed. That the pouring rain outside hasn't bothered him since he showed up at your apartment. He forgot his umbrella, he's been quite careless ever since the warâwet and shaggy hair frizzed up, cheeks red from coldâbut he doesn't seem to mind, with his bare feet up on your coffee table, his eyes gazing out the window. You hand his tea, and instead of gulping it down in one go, letting it burn in his throat, he winces at the heat.
"Tastes like shit," he says, and you laugh because it always does. Just this time, he noticed.)
#bakugou x reader#bakugo#this is what crocheting a baby hat does to u#no im jk i was just thinking abt bakugo being like 22 and awkward as h*ck bc he still hasnt recovered from the war#i wanna talk abt what he's like more but this is what came out instead LOL#like i think he's really stubborn abt ... coping with after effects of dying#and then before he knows it he has major depression LMFAOO#and he can like go to work get his degree do all he needs to do as a 20-something year guy#but he's not like. *there*. you know#and you meet him and he's a binch but he's not hard to get along with#and u just sorta take him in and drag him places like idk#your school's halloween night.. or even just a night out with ur friend (he doesn't even know how to order a drink)#and he doesnt even process it all until one day he's like 'dang it feels like ive been asleep for years'#and he kinda was#but he knows youre the one who helped him and now he wants to fix himself for you bc he remembers u being there for him#but he's so funny im imagining him with like. frat boy facial hair and a really outgrown ugly mullet type haircut#and lowkey with like. greasy skin (ik he's perfect but he's in a bad state and it shows) and he eats instant noodles ever day#and only watches japanese top gear#and goes on patrols where he beats the crap outta ppl and then doesnt remember it#DREAM BOY#and then he's big hero later#anyway#caitie post#gen
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...Nothing.
Chen Bowen as CHEN YI & Chiang Tien as AI DI KISEKI: DEAR TO ME (2023)
#kiseki: dear to me#kisekiedit#kdtm#kiseki dear to me#ai di x chen yi#chen yi x ai di#louis chiang#chiang tien#jiang dian#nat chen#chen bowen#uservid#userspring#userspicy#userrain#pdribs#userjjessi#*cajedit#*gif#this is both a chen yi being attracted to ai di gifset and a chen yi longing for the true ai di gifset. and not know how to say either#bc the first time chen yi sees ai di with dyed hair again after ai di gets out of prison... chen yi does try to kiss him. okay. like.#i think when ai di looked up at him there his heart skipped a beat seeing HIS ai di - the TRUE ai di - in front of him again after so long.#& like when ai di was in jail chen yi took months to visit. he knew he would be facing a different ai di than the one he knew before:#he was facing an ai di he knew had feelings for him AND he'd realized his feelings for him in return. & its almost like#the darker hair adds to the mask ai di puts up the times hes forced to face a chen yi he's slept with. a front that pushes chen yi away#but after ai di runs from the shop the next time they meet is in the bar. where chen yi sees ai di with dyed hair again for the first time.#AND it's that scene where chen yi starts actually putting together the pieces ai di has given him without meaning to.#its Then where ai di's mask Actually starts to crack (also shown through chen yi LITERALLY REMOVING A MASK FROM AI DI'S FACE)#'you look better this way'. you look better when you're being your honest self. ...you look better when you look like the ai di#ive always known and always subconsciously loved. chen yi cant HELP but be a little mesmerized i think... he rly just went for it
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