#therefore I conclude; he still can laugh

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[nymphea0]

JEREMY VON NEUSCHWANSTEIN .

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Hello Anon🦋, thanks for your request, this is my first time getting a request and also my first time making a headcanon.

it took me a while to make a headcanon, because i didn't read this manhwa before, so i read this manhwa and i need to analyze the nature of jeremy's character based on the original story.

this is a good manhwa, a complex depiction in terms of plot and character.

might have some bad grammars, correct me if there are any mistakes in the words in this headcanon I wrote.

i hope you like it Anon🦋 , i'm very sorry, i accidentally deleted your question TvT, hope you forgive me, and enjoy Anon🦋. Love - Neva🦋🦋.

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Manhwa : The Fantasie of a Stepmother/A Stepmother's Fairy Tale / A Stepmother's Märchen .

Author And Illustrasion : Spice&Kitty / ORKA(Art).

Publisher : Kakaopage And Tapas.

*Source Image : Pinterest

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Jeremy Von Neuschwanstein'

● Jeremy, the man is the heir of the  Neuschwanstein family, a wealthy noble family. While you, you are just an ordinary girl who works as a gardener at the Neuscwanstein manor.

●you and Jeremy are childhood friends, you play together and grow up together, until all that changes when his mother dies of illness, Jeremy's attitude is not the same as the jeremy you know, he changes.

●as time goes by you are quite close to his stepmother Shuri Von Neuschwanstein, Shuri is very kind to you, she is gentle and respects you very much even though you are just a gardener.

●In Shuri's eyes, you and Jeremy are an ideal couple, shuri had thought that you and jeremy would get married someday, but that plan was forced to disappear when Duke Heinrich proposed an engagement between Jeremy and his daughter Ohara Von Heinrich.

●From there, your relationship with Jeremy, which was previously not close, changed to being like strangers. In Shuri's first life, she could conclude that Jeremy was willing to let you go for his honor.

● For Shuri, in her first life, Jeremy was very protective and liked to spend time with you compared to his younger siblings. Jeremy laughed and cried only with you. For Shuri, Jeremy in her first life was a figure who was very protective of you, pure love.

● However .... in her second life, Jeremy is different from the one in her first life.

● This Jeremy is more passionate and direct towards you. He doesn't care about his status as a noble when he is with you.

● Initially, Shuri thought that this might be Jeremy's true nature, but unfortunately Shuri was very wrong.

● because the current Jeremy is the Jeremy who is willing to burn the world just for you.

● Jeremy is not good at expressing his feelings through words, so Jeremy expresses his feelings through actions.

● he can kiss you, hug you secretly, even when you are busy taking care of the garden.

● Jeremy, he has had the same recurring dream for 1 year, the dream includes his mother who died right on his wedding day and himself who married a noble girl he didn't know, and not you.

●Jeremy was very angry and upset when he remembered the dream, Therefore with the permission of his stepmother Shuri Von Neuschwanstein, Jeremy asked for permission to marry you, which was answered with Shuri's agreement.

●You certainly think rationally, you reject Jeremy, you reject him by giving a reasonable reason, You are just an ordinary person, and not a noble lady who lives in luxury, but an ordinary person who lives in hardship.

● Jeremy rejected your excuse, 1 time, 2 times, 3 times, and many times Jeremy tried to convince you to marry him, even with the help of Shuri and her younger siblings, Elias, and the twins Leon and Rhacel, but the results were still in vain.

● Until when you decided to leave by quitting your job as a gardener, Jeremy decided to marry you by force. He locked you in his room.

● Shuri and her younger siblings tried to convince Jeremy that what he did was over the line.

● But this was Jeremy Von Neuschwanstein they were facing, a Neuschwanstein lion.

● Shuri and her younger siblings could only hope for the best for your fate with Jeremy.

●During your life with Jeremy, he was an incredibly responsible man, although sometimes he was jealous for no apparent reason, but my dear, Jeremy loves you very much, with Jeremy's life as marquess and you as marchioness

●Your life is like heaven with Jeremy in other noble lady eyes. While they never know what is secret behind Jeremy love for you.

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©️Nymphea0 2024 ,Headcanon.

Please dont steal my work, or use without my permissions , Always be good people Dear. Much love , Neva🦋🦋.

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[asocialangel]

alphabet boy

NSFW alphabet for my time skip, pro striker Isagi !!

For some reason the more i wrote the more detailed i got haha, hope you like it, i reinterpreted some tropes cause i can, credits to the original owner for the template. You can ask in the comments or ask-box for other characters or other animes if u want ! 

Nice reading, you simp ;)

afab!reader / fem!reader x isagi. Smut, pretty vanilla tho

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Isagi is not the type to go straight for a shower after finishing. He will lay first, still breathless, hugging you tight. He’ll throw corny sentences around like “yeah, that was good” because he truly loved it and wants to thank you. When you get up to get cleaned up, he'll follow you and wash up too and he’ll tidy up the bed. When everything is settled he makes sure you fall asleep to his sweet words while he cuddles you. 

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

His favorite thing about you is your thighs. He adores how soft they are. It took him a while to admit it, but his biggest dream was to fall asleep head resting there. Now, he always gifts you short shorts or tight socks to highlight your beautiful thighs. 

About himself, he’s pretty confident in his arms. He knows you love them, how muscular they are, the way his veins kinda pop out when he crosses them. Therefore he puts on thigh shirts and works ‘em out with extra attention so they look perfect.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Isagi loves cumming on you. He was so happy when you told him you were on birth control. Because after getting both checked for STDs, that meant you could do it raw. He loves feeling his cum go inside you, inside your pussy or inside your mouth. He prefers it even more when he gets to paint you white. He loves cumming on your belly, your thighs and your beautiful face. He hates it when you put his perfect cum to waste when you spit instead of swallowing. 

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Once, you forgot panties at his place. And instead of, idk, smelling them, sending you a teasing picture, or even getting off to them, like a normal boyfriend would, HE TRIED THEM ON. I am not sure what went thru his mind but obviously, he broke some seams and just threw them away and never mentioned them again. That day he concluded he will never be into cross-dressing.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

He learnt most of it with you. Before you started seeing each other, he had had a few one night stands -not surprising for a famous football player- but he hadn't really learnt the beauty of the arts. Let's say it was trial and error. With your experience and your feedback, he keeps getting better. Still has a margin for improvement tho ;).

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

It’s rather basic, but he loves to be on top. More precisely, he loves to pin you down while your legs are on his shoulders, you're practically folded in half while he goes at it. He loves seeing you rock back and forth to his movements, and towering you gives him a good view of your beautiful face. 

G = Goofy (are they more serious at the moment? Are they humorous? etc.)

Depending on his mood, he can be the sun and the moon. It’s 50/50, really. Sometimes he is pretty serious and intense, and sometimes he will crack jokes and laugh and have fun ! He knows how to read the room and goes for the mood you are in. You love getting such different sides of him, cause his concentrated vibe is just as good as when he wants to make you laugh. 

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? Does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Isagi will keep it simple. He trims his hair down there because he prefers it that way and finds it more sanitary. As for the rest of his body, he doesn't have a lot of hair. He prefers to have his armpits shaved. And he doesn't expect anything precise of you, just your own choices and preferences.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

He can be really romantic. Again, he’s gonna analyze the mood you want with his meta-eyes 😜 that was so corny i’m sorry. 😻 Back to business. 😹 He knows you love being praised as much as being degraded, so when he feels like it and when you feel like it, he will be really romantic, really sweet and reassuring. Thanks to him, you got to experience the iconic rose petals in the bathtub with candles moment. Even when he’s rough, he always loves to end it on a caring note. So imo, it’s 50/50, again. 

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

He used to do it… a lot… while thinking of you… Look, he didn't have a girlfriend and you were everything he wanted. But now, I mean, you do it for him. Honestly, it’s not the thing that turns him on the most, you just jerking him off. He prefers when you also get pleasure. Instead, he looves to finger you, seeing you at his mercy, begging for more. He prefers it that way, so he's in control ;) 

Once, he caught you masturbating. You were so horny and he was training -as always- so you just thought “it’s gonna be quick” and did it. Well he got let off earlier and just caught you in your shared bed, going at it. “Babe ?” you were so startled and screamed, you hadn’t heard him enter. Then you guys just both started laughing really hard, and he quickly came to help you. It’s a fun memory between the two of you. 

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

To me, Isagi is into multiple things, but it remains pretty tame. First of all, he discovered after a certain halloween that he really liked when you were dressed up as a nurse. Even if it was a nurse covered in blood, it just tingled something in him, the tight dress, the garters on your thighs, the cutest little cap you were wearing… Yeah he definitely needed your assistance that day. So now he will sometimes, very rarely cause he is shy about it for some reason, ask you to wear it again or roleplay as a nurse. 

Other than that, he lovesss restraining your hands. He loves it because you look at him with the prettiest puppy eyes that ask him to let go. But he keeps control. You can only look at him deeper while your body moves up and down, chest taking agitated breaths. 

And obviously, Isagi is BIG into praise. He just needs you to tell him how good he is, how amazing you are feeling thanks to him. It gets him so hard and keeps him going.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

For starters, he loves the bed. Basic but comfortable. When you are finished you can just rest for a few minutes before cleaning up. And he likes that the world of sweet sleep and sultry nights get mixed up in your common bed. It’s metaphorical to him, now you both share everything. Then, he likes the kitchen counter, it feels freakier to him. It rhymes with unplanned sex, because when you end up on the kitchen counter, your legs around his back, it’s often because he grabbed your ass while you were making coffee. Something about your domestic life getting spiced up makes him really appreciate the rare but precious kitchen sex. Finally, he loves shower sex. How he can perfectly see your wet body arching. The way your wet hair gets in your face, the way you only have his hair to grip because everything else is too slippery. He is always down for some backshots in a shower, no matter where you guys are. 

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Your positive words. No seriously he cannot get enough of your compliments and seeing you feel so good thanks to him. As for what turns him on, it’s simple: you in tight clothes. Something about being able to imagine your flesh under the fabric, seeing your underboob when you’re wearing an awfully cropped top, getting to see your ass in tight jeans… If you feel bold enough to wear his jersey and nothing else, you will have to endure his hands going over every inch of your skin. He loves seeing you in revealing clothes. 

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Isagi would NOT want to share you. Forget about threesomes and anything close to it. He is very selfish and it would absolutely shatter his ego to see you getting off to someone other than him. Egoist-da isagi yoichi 👹 (sorry again…). Also it turns him off when you do a baby voice, just sayin. 

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Ooh now he is a sucker (no pun intended) for you giving him blow jobs. You do it so well, very few things come close to how he feels when you look up to him, teary-eyed, and swallow. On his end, he is more than okay with giving you head, it’s just not his favorite. It doesn't especially turn him on, but he is more than happy to make you feel great. 

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Again, this really depends. If he is in his romantic act, he will go slow and sensual, making sure to caress you all the while. I think he does have a little preference for rough sex. But nothing too rough, like he will never come close to hurting you or handling in a way that isn't delicate. He likes it rude with it but he will hold you like you are made of glass. He loves to rock his hips back and forth quickly, and to finger you super fast. 

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Isagi is always down for a quickie. No matter where you are or where you have to be, he will make time for you (and for his needs but he always blames it on you being horny and not him being so hard you could see his bulge through his clothes). If you have time, he definitely prefers to take time and not burn any steps, but he also loves the highs of a quickie. 

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? Do they take risks? etc.)

Most of the new things you guys tried were because you brought them up. He is always down to try, but most of the time it does not procure him anything more special than what you guys were already used to. At the end of the day, he likes it simple. 

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

He has such a high sex-drive oh my days. He could go for it every single day. The thing is, when YOU are in the mood, you want to do it time and time again, but he doesn't have the facilities to handle so many rounds back-to-back. So you guys are not always on the same page. For a single round tho, he has pretty highs stamina, he can cum rather quick but over time he learnt to delay it because he really loves to cum *after* you. I would say he lasts an average amount of time. When you guys don't do it for a hot moment though, he comes embarrassingly fast. 

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

This man gets jealous of an inanimate object. He does NOT want you using toys when, in his own words, “you have him”. Obviously it’s not a formal prohibition but he gets really pouty when you mention vibrators and stuff. Therefore it goes without saying that he doesn't really want extra toys to come between the two of you when you are having sex. And to be fair, you really don't need them, it’s good enough as is. 

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

SUCH A TEASER do not play around with him, HE ALWAYS WINS. He loves to tease you about everything ! He will turn you on in public then claim it wasn't on purpose and that he can’t do anything about it as there are people around. He will also make low-key jokes about you to his friends in front of you, but the innuendos are so subtle that only you understand them. It gets you so flustered that he tells his freaking friends about it but if you react you will make it a bigger thing than it is. He also loves to touch you around, supposedly innocently, like his hands on your hips to get you out of the way, pressing your ass on the counter to reach for the coffee from behind you, you name it… He knows your sensitive spots and plays around with them, only to claim it wasn't on purpose. 

Because he turns you on then leaves you high and dry, you have to BEG him to actually release the pressure he built in. Even in bed, he loves edging you, it makes him giggle to see you struggle and he loves thinking he’s the one to control when you cum and when you don't just yet. So yeah, biggest teaser. And don’t try to tease him back as revenge, he will tease you ten times harder if that's even do-able. 

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Low key (emphasis on the low-key) a whiner. To be fair, he doesn't really make much noise, but on lucky days you will hear him paint like the little baby girl he is. He doesn't really grunt either, he just breathes loudly in your ear. And he talks a lott. Like he is always saying something, asking you how you feel, teasing you, adoring you. After a bit, you put it together that he really, really likes hearing you moan, his name particularly. So you are kind enough to moan more, more sexily, more in his ear, and more is name. 

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Isagi told Bachira when he did it for the first time with you, as he should to his bestie. Thing is he disclosed pretty personal stuff about YOU to him. So the day after, bachira greeted him, accompanied by chigiri and other teammates, a cake that read: “congratulations on finding yourself a squirter”... Yeah… He never told you about it and it’s better like this, and since then he learnt to keep storytimes succinct.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Apart from his beautiful toned muscles, nun special. His underwear is so basic, like black and dark blue hues. Since he got rich and famous, he only buys luxury brands but the truth is he is not knowledgeable at all so he keeps it simple. He doesn't know jack shit about girls underwear either, but he is a simp for you in lingerie. So he gives you allowance money for you to go buy cute and sexy and expensive nightwear. He loves cumming on it so you often have to buy some new ones. 

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Pretty average honestly ! Maybe a little bit more than others, but he is not part of the ‘rabbit’ line of bllk (Aiku i’m looking at you). He can defo hold it in and would rather wait to see you again than to jerk off alone in a hotel room. 

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Never faster than you ! He loves to see you doze off, clinging to him, peaceful and tired. 

[holylulusworld]

Cabin at the lake (5)

Summary: You have a much-needed vacation. There’s only one problem…

Pairing: Soldier Boy x Assistant!Reader

Warnings: SB being an ass, tension, arguments, vacation hijacking, sexual themes (talk about), misogynism, groping, slow burn, angry reader, injured reader

A/N: Another drabble.

Cabin at the lake (4)

Cabin at the lake masterlist

Breathe in, and out. Breathe in, and out. Getting rid of Soldier Boy, not even after you called Vought, didn’t work out. If you cannot get him to leave you alone, you simply try to ignore him for the next few days.

Soldier Boy, just like any other guy, loves to bathe in attention. You made the mistake of fighting, yelling, and screaming at him. It only made him cockier.

Your change of tactic will make sure that Soldier Boy will lose interest sooner rather than later.

“There you are,” he coos while shamelessly staring at your exposed legs. You tried to get and stay away from Soldier Boy at the same time. Therefore, you sneaked out of the cabin to sit near the lake.

No such luck. Barely fifteen minutes later the nightmare on bowed legs found you. You’d love to yell at him or punch him to death. It wouldn’t change a thing. Soldier Boy would still annoy you, and you’d have more broken limbs.

“Did you take your meds?” He sits down next to you, eyes immediately drifting toward your legs. “You’re in a better mood. I bet they gave you the good stuff. Do you want to share?”

You keep on staring at the lake, ignoring he sits too close for comfort. “The silent treatment?” He laughs in your face. Nothing seems to work when it comes to him. “You know that you cannot rid of me, baby. I’m in for the long haul.”

Exhaling sharply, you try to calm your anger. Your hand still doesn’t feel better, and you don’t know for how much longer you can resist swallowing the meds like candy to endure his presence.

“You should go back inside, and lay down,” Soldier Boy moves impossibly closer. “Sitting here, in the cold is no good for your hand. I can help you relax, though.”

He smirks at you, expecting to get a reaction out of you. “You’re not man enough to help me relax,” you don’t know where your answer came from, but you’re proud of your comeback.

Soldier Boy furrows his brows. He opens his mouth to say something but nothing comes out.

“If that was all,” you say as you slowly get up from the ground, “I’d love to dull the pain in my hand with some nice pills.” You dip your head to look him straight in the eyes. “The good stuff…”

He watches you with amusement. True to your words you took the pills, and boy, did they kick in. “How many did you take?” He snickers while tickling your arm with his fingertips.

“Fuck off,” you slap his hand away and turn around. “I wanna sleep. Can you not vanish?” You giggle while talking. “I hate your stupid face.” You smack your lips. “Now I’m thirsty.”

“Hmm…you’re even sexier while stoned,” he dips his knee into the mattress to get a better look at you. “You know, drugs heighten your senses. I could give you the orgasm of your life.”

“Get off,” you grumble. He can’t even let you enjoy the effect of the pills. “Fuck yourself. You’ve got big hands to rub your dick.”

“Why would I beat my meat if I have you around?” He snorts. “You shouldn’t take so many pills.” Soldier Boy moves closer to lie next to you. “I better keep a close eye on you tonight. Maybe your pussy wants some attention too.”

“Fuck—” you yawn loudly and give up. If he tries to touch you tonight, you’ll punch him with your good hand.

“Morning, drug queen,” he snickers when you begrudgingly walk inside the small kitchenette at the cabin. You hid in the bedroom for as long as your stomach allowed you to go without food. “Slept well?”

You glare at him, and huff.

“How could you not sleep well with your hero around,” he concludes and goes back to work. He slices another apple, whistling a tune. “I bet you felt safe for the first time in your life.”

“Safe. Right,” you grunt. “By the way, your doctor lied. My hand still fucking hurts, and I can’t move my fingers. He said it’ll heal within two days.”

He stops the knife to look over his shoulder. “Your hand still hurts?” For a second, he seems concerned. “You sure?”

You sneer at him. “No, I love being in pain, and I hate using both hands.” You deadpan.

“I bet you miss your hand,” he grins. “You can’t touch your sweet pussy with only one hand.”

“Dude, I can flick my pearl with both hands,” you chuckle when his eyes drift toward your crotch. “There are other things I want to do with both hands. Like strangling you.”

“I’d love to see you try,” he winks at you. “I bet you’re good at choking a guy.” Soldier Boy rams the knife into the chopping board. “Before we get to the fun, let me call the doctor. I bet they fucked something up again.”

He cleans his hands on his pants before getting his phone out of his pocket. You huff when he immediately yells at the person answering the phone.

“I want to know why her hand still hurts. No…no. It’s still fucking broken!” Soldier Boy walks out of the cabin. He’s furious, and you wonder why…

Part 6

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[nieceeee]

“It’s Better This Way.”

P/S: baby daddy!eren and reader are having casual conversation like old times

W/C: 1146

A/N: cute SFW fluffy scene just showing their relationship together. No triggers, light flirting, baby mentioned…

Little snippet of the backstory of my OC (substituted for Eren) showing their relationship dynamic and maybe a few mixed feelings. Wanted to do something cute and simple. (Note: Eren is now in a relationship but wasnt @ the time of conception or in previous fic ‘Let Me Help’) lots of dialogue this time

Previous fic: Let Me Help

“Aye yo, whats up baby mama!” Eren says as you pick up his daily call. “Ugh E, you know I hate when you call me that.” You say, rolling your eyes. You shift the phone to the right side pressing it between your ear and shoulder. “I mean is that not who you are though,” he concluded. You could hear the shrug in his voice. “I would prefer you call me by my name or at least the mother of your child.” you express. “I don't get the negative connotation behind it anyway. You had my baby. You are my baby’s mother therefore you are my babymama.”

Knowing this conversation wasn't going anywhere, you decided to switch the subject. “Anyway, are you coming by to see c/n today?” You ask as you rummage around your room. “I’m going to try. Things have been a little iffy on my end.” He said with a release of breath. You press the speaker and lay the phone down on the dresser. “Issues at home?’ You question as you reach into the top of your closet to grab your shoes. “Unfortunately. I don’t know man. I mean he’s 6 months old. I thought she would be over this by now.” He said.

You and Eren hadn’t been together when he found out about your pregnancy. And when he finally found out, he was already in a different relationship. It wasn’t the easiest thing for him to get back home and tell his then girlfriend that he had a child with his ex. She initially left him out of anger but eventually came back around to try again. Of course, they were still having their own problems in regards to his relationship with you but he refused to let her be a barrier between him and his son. You and Eren had been on and off for years and were best friends well before then so your relationship was pretty much solid before she ever came along, still that didn't stop her from acting the way that she did. You could see how stressful it was on him some days but you both tried to make the most of it. “Well, Rennie baby, if you want it to work then it will. But things like that can take time. But don't get discouraged. You’re a good man and an amazing father.” You encourage him.

You pull a black bodycon dress dress with a thigh spilt and keyhole neckline out from your closet and press it against your body as you speak. “How is he doing anyway?” He asked “Acting like his daddy. Always making noise and trying to eat anything he gets his hands on.” You tease. “Sounds about right. I miss my little man.” He sighed. You laugh to yourself. “Eren, you literally just saw him yesterday.” “Yeah, and that’s way too long. Where is he anyway?” He questioned. “He is in his crib taking a much needed nap.” You say. The sound of a FaceTime call coming in grabbed your attention. “Damn E, I was changing.” You say as you rush to swipe to answer. “I mean, it’s not like I haven't seen it before.” He teases. “Boy, don’t get cussed out.” You say as his face comes into view on the screen. “Can I see him” he asks. You roll your eyes and walk across the hall to the nursery.

Opening the door slowly you turn the camera around so that he can see into the crib. His face softens at the sight of his son as he snaps a few FaceTime photos. After he is finished, you creep your way back out of the room, “My little man is so handsome. Looking just like his daddy.” He smiles. “Has anyone ever told you that you’re full of yourself?” You remark, propping your phone up on the dresser as you walk back into your closet. “No, but I’ve been told I fill people up. You would know.” He playfully shot back. “See this is why you keep getting in trouble now, that mouth of yours.” You say. “I would respond but I’ll let you have that one, where are you going anyway?” He asked. “If you must know, I have a date.” You say checking yourself over again in the mirror. “A date? With who? Since when are you dating?” he fired off questions. “Okay, first of all, you’re c/n’s daddy not mine. Second, you don't know him. And third, why does it matter.” You respond, placing a hand on your hip.

“Cause I need to know who got you out here in this freakum dress like you grown.” he fussed. “Boy, I am grown.” You laugh. “Yeah, aight. Don’t get no whoopin.” He said. “Been there. Done that.” You teased, sending him a wink. You both start laughing again. “But seriously y/n, you look amazing.” He said gently. “Thank you Rennie.” You smile. You pick up two pairs of your heels and hold them out in front of the camera. “Which shoes?” You ask him. “Nude, you only wear red bottoms for me.” He smirked. You roll your eyes again. “You are seriously a hopeless flirt.” You say as you slip into the nude stilettos with clear straps that he chose. You grab a matching set of earrings and a thin chain necklace to complete your fit. “Okay, final look?” You say to him and you give him a spin. He watched you intently, looking you up and down. “Reeeeen.” You whine, “Serious opinion.” “Seriously?” He questioned. You nod at him. “That. Right there. Is why you’re my baby mama right now, cause damn y/n.” He responded. You shake your head at him as you feel the heat flush your face. “Whatever, I have to get ready and go.” You grab your purse and your phone and walk towards the door.

“If you decide to come by text my mom. She’ll be here with c/n.” You tell him grabbing your keys. You say goodbye to your mother as you walk to your car. “Okay, have fun. Be safe. Let me know when you make it.” He sounded off. “I know. I will. Will you be here by the time I make it home?” You ask him as you open your driver’s side door and get in the car. “Depends on how late you get back so just text me when you’re on the way.” He says. “Okay, I'm going.” You say. “Okay, I love you babydoll. Talk to you later.” He responds. “I love you too E.” You reply. He smiles and blows you a kiss before hanging up. You sit in the driver seat for a few moments, letting out a bittersweet sigh. It’s better this way you remind yourself as you start the car and pull out of the driveway

[lycheedr3ams]

König Character Analysis (Part 1)

*image reposted with permission

Part 1: His Past | Part 2: König's MBTI

the first installment of a multi-part character analysis for our beloved König

to convince you guys i know what I'm talking about, just look through my blog at my könig posts. I am confident that I have grasped most parts of his personality and backstory, but I will acknowledge that some of it may be projecting. obviously we do not know much about him, which is the point of this series. i also relate a lot to him

discussion of my interpretation is welcome in the comments, and if you disagree, there's no need to be hateful. he is, at the end of the day, not real

TW: bullying, social anxiety, other mental health disorders

We have very little information on könig's life before the military. his bio includes one sentence, just one, about his past:

König suffered from severe social anxiety throughout his life, often being bullied during his childhood.

while this information alone isn't striking, when put into more context of other parts of his bio, it says:

While he hoped to join as a recon sniper, his physical size and his inability to stay still made him an unsuitable candidate.

focus on those words: his inability to stay still. this crucial bit of information, tied to the fact that he was often bullied, leads me to conclude that könig has ADHD. not being able to sit still is not a stereotype, it is a real fact of life for those with ADHD, me included. people with ADHD are bullied much more than neurotypicals (people without ADHD, autism, etc). while each source is different, it is estimated that children with ADHD are 4-10x more likely to be bullied.

it is no wonder why bullying would cause social anxiety, since most of könig's interactions with his peers were negative. as someone with social anxiety, it is horrible. not knowing what to say or how to act, you end up either completely misreading the social context or not saying anything. either way, you can never win.

additionally, children with ADHD receive up to 20,000 more negative messages from parents and peers in their childhood than neurotypical children. because of this, it is common for people with ADHD to also be extra sensitive to rejection, and it can be so strong in some that a new term has been coined called "rejection sensitive dysphoria." research on this issue has revealed that 99% of people with ADHD also have and experience rejection sensitive dysphoria. therefore, it makes sense to conclude that König also experiences rejection sensitive dysphoria (rsd)

an aside on rsd: this isn't just feeling hurt when you're rejected by a crush or feeling sheepish or embarrassed you're scolded at work or school. rsd episodes make you question your entire life, your personality, your worth, and for many can even lead to suicidal thoughts just from a small incident of rejection. it can also lead to the person having low self-esteem, and they are also more likely to perceive rejection even when it is not there. it is an intense and overwhelming experience that no one should have to go through, yet people with ADHD experience it often

so, we've established, based on the evidence i've provided, that König has ADHD, social anxiety, and experiences rsd. i would say that i can't even imagine what König's childhood was like, but sadly I can since i too have adhd and was bullied. being mean is never okay, and bullying is not cute or quirky or sassy. bullying is when someone kicks your books across the floor, steals and destroys your belongings, when they spread false rumors, make fun of you, laugh at you, when they give you mean faces when you ask questions in class, when your only friend is the other "weird" kid who also has ADHD. it's when your teachers constantly criticize you and you get in trouble for every little thing. it's when you just wanted a friend and everyone else knew how to socialize, but somehow, you didn't. being bullied while also having ADHD is an experience i wish on no one. yet könig went through this. just sit with that for a minute. the big scary military man we love was also a child once, and went through this.

sorry to depress you guys, but this is the reality of his character. i firmly believe that könig has ADHD and experiences rsd despite his untouchable and stoic demeanor, and you're not gonna change my mind.

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[b4tasquad]

✭ HANDSY: NIKO OMILANA

Authors note: the lack of beta squad related stuff on here makes me sick every time i open this app. therefor i’ve made it my mission to not only revive the beta squad # but also find others that love them as much as i do. please hmu if you like them, i beg 🙏

Warnings: eh nothing really. just language, lmk tho.

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“I still don’t get why we couldn’t have someone else in her place.” Niko stares intently on the flat screen facing him, eyes set on you getting placed in position in the other room.

When the YouTuber got told that they’d be filming a blind date video like this, he was excited. Not only would he see two people spend a long amount of time with a complete stranger, but he’d laugh and joke about it while getting paid. It was a win- win situation. What he hadn’t seen coming was the special guest on today’s episode being you, his girlfriend.

Now, he had to watch guys try to flirt and win you over, and had to fake being happy about it too.

“The people wanted her.” Kenny shrugs from his seat next to him on the comfortable sofa, eyes on his phone but still knowing who his best friend was talking about. He was referring to the post they made on their official account, asking people to comment who they wanted featured more in videos. Majority of the comments asked for you, another famous influencer in the Uk, who had been spotted around the guys before.

“My girlfriend, really?” He still feels uneasy. Not in a million years would he think you would ever leave him for another guy, but ideas that the internet would start shipping you with someone else were entering his head. It made him feel sick.

“That’s what you get for having a secret relationship.” AJ replies making the rest of them break out into mocking laughter. The group knows the internet would break your relationship into bits, overanalysing and picking on everything but they still found humour in how mad their friend seemed to be at the thought of his girl being on fake dates

“So funny.” The tall boy rolles his eyes. When AJ, Chunkz and Sharky sat behind him doesn’t stop laughing, he makes a move to hit every single one of them. “Shut up.”

Fortunately, they’re told to get into position, making them ultimately shut up. The camera got set up and the person behind them giving them a signal to start.

“Today we have a special guest!” Kenny introduces.

“It’s me.” You speak flatly, hearing his words through the mic in your ear. “I’m the special guest.”

You can hear the guys groan hating the lack of happiness in your voice. Keeping up his role and hiding the fact that you were in a committed relationship, he clears his throat. “You gotta be more enthusiastic than that. You’re on beta squad, we’re giving you a chance to make a name for yourself.”

If you hadn’t been on camera, you would threaten to break up with Niko, but since you were you tried a different approach. “You’re almost speaking like I don’t have more followers than you. Bitch I’m making your career.”

“A round of applause.” Sharky tells at your bite back, and Niko side eyes him knowing of the small crush he had on you. It wasn’t hard to tell really, the guy took your side on literally anything and smiled stupidly at the things you said.

“Niko could you zip it, we’re paying her for the minute don’t drag it out.” You can’t help but laugh in your seat at Chunkz’ words, nodding in approval at his humour.

“Anyways.” You continue, eyes set on the camera as you cross your legs. “Let’s get into the video.”

The boys introduce the idea for the video and that’s when you remember this is the first time they’ve done it on their channel. Basically, you’re going to be going on an arranged date with a guy, and the group have certain stages you had to go through to help you find ‘your perfect match’.

As Kenny concludes the whole thing, you can’t help but roll your eyes and sigh. “ I’m not even looking for a guy. I’m all good.” You tell, a little smile on your face as you think of your lover. As if catching on to it, Niko also stupidly smiles in his seat, feeling much better about it now.

“Contestant one.” They call out and the next second, a blonde walks into the little setup. From across the table you thin your lips a little as you look over him.

“She hates him!” Chunkz cackles, pointing at the scene on the screen. “Did y’all see that little lip thing? This gyal is crazy for that one.”

Niko grins to himself.

“Hey.” The guy greets, and to be polite you get up and hug him, muttering pleasantries. You’re going for a friendly and comfortable hug, your arms loosely wrapping around his middle. The guy on the other hand tightened his hold on your waist, hands creeping down.

“Hell no.” You push away, a disgusted laugh rippling out of you at this actions. “D’you not have shame? Mans tried to grab my bunda before introducing himself. Get him out. Can I vote people out?”

The four other members, slowly look towards Niko, watching almost fearfully as he gets up from his seat, not caring wether the camera was still on. He wasn��t thinking logically, only feeling anger as someone got handsy with his girl. You’re laughing at the guy, not even giving him a chance to explain himself when Niko storms in, eyes set on the unknown guy.

“You, get the fuck out.” He points towards the exit. Behind him, the rest of the guys run after him, calling for their friend to stop.

“Niko, chill.” Sharky tells him, coming up to him and stopping him from doing something stupid. You’ve completely frozen near the table, never seen your boyfriend so mad.

“I’m not going to stop, what the fuck? This lad is proper mad, trynna grab her.” At his words you finally snap out of your shock.

“Let it go.” You plead with him, coming to stand besides him. Still wary of the countless eyes of contestants and others, you make a note to not touch him and plead with your eyes instead.

He silently nods, but he’s not done. “He’s out. Or me and y/n aren’t doing the video.” To someone who only know you two as influencers, they must think Niko is crazy. Not only raging, but threatening to leave the video for a girl he didn’t know that well must’ve seemed crazy.

“Why are you so mad?” The guy who minutes before tried to touch you questions, standing a good distance away from you guys.

“Don’t fucking speak, you little shit.” You tell him, sick of him. Because of him, your boyfriend not only got uncharacteristically mad, but the guy you didn’t know had managed to make the whole thing weird.

It wasn’t a question for the rest of the beta squad, without even a second of thinking they got the guy removed of set, him cussing him out as they do so.

“You good? Can we continue?” AJ asks, his question directed to the two of you. Niko’s chest was heaving, and with the lack of eyes on you now, you take a hold of his hand, kissing the back. It seems to relax him a great deal.

He nods. “Yeah.” Letting go of your hand, he leans down to hug you close to him, secretly kissing your covered neck, whispering a little “I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay baby.” You tell him, nodding to give him even more reassurance. “Don’t worry about these guys, I don’t want anyone but you. This is just a video.”

Even though he doesn’t seem completely content with the idea of it, he seems to feel much lighter than a few minutes ago. Now, seemingly in the joking mood again, he huffs a laugh. “I should’ve smoked his jaw.”

Kenny is the first one to break as he hears the words, imagining Niko in a fight. After that, the rest of the guys fall into heavy laughter, and you can’t help but let out small giggles yourself at the thought of your funny and problem solving boyfriend getting into a physical fight.

As if you’ve betrayed him, he looks at you with widened eyes and an open mouth, before addressing his friends behind you. “Stop laughing!”

They laugh even more at that.

[servethelight]

Shit I’ve noticed during my clone wars rewatch and my interpretation (very Obi-Wan focused because he’s my favorite character lmao):

(Includes spoilers obviously)

+ I love this show to bits, but it has horrible issues with consistency. Every other episode there is a new weapon or something introduced and we’ll never see it again. This is very prevalent in especially the first seasons.

+ Obi-Wan is such a fucking enabler. Like he tells Anakin his plans are stupid at least twice during the Malevolence episodes, but then joins him on all of those. It’s literally like: “Anakin this plan is reckless and won’t work, anyways what’s my part in your plan?”

+ Rex running into that metal pipe. I forgot about that and laughed for 20 minutes straight.

+ Anakin pulls a “Are ya winning son?” on Obi-Wan about Ahsoka.

+ I once saw a post that it isn’t confirmed that Obi-Wan and Cody are friends, but you have Obi-Wan literally marveling on how competent the commander is and Cody always going the extra mile to save his general’s ass. To me that’s pretty much a friendship.

+ The Jedi are in general very gentle, but quite touchy. They might not go for hugs, but there is always someone touching someone’s shoulder or waist. And they’re just so fucking kind. I don’t think I ever noticed that as a kid, but they’re so respectful about life and culture and always helping someone. I just love them so much.

+ And I love the understanding and kindness the clones have. They’re soldiers and programmed to kill, but they’re also good people in most cases. I just wanna hug most of them.

+ My mother told me I cried as a child during the episodes with the Zillo beast. Well, I didn’t cry again, but I’m still so fucking mad at Palpatine for putting that poor creature in that position. If he just had listened to Mace Windu (more of the characters should actually, just saying) that poor animal wouldn’t have killed people and found its end like that.

+ Mortis is quite hated by the fandom but for me it’s a defining showcase of Obi-Wan’s, Anakin’s and Ahsoka’s relationship. I’ve seen people in the fandom saying that Anakin would’ve turned out differently if Obi-Wan would’ve told him he’s proud and took care of his feelings. This episodes literally show that he does exactly that and Anakin still doesn’t give a shit.

+ Anakin tells the son in his dream, that he’ll never come to the dark side willingly. Only to walk over to the literal manifestation of the dark side like 10 minutes later to save Ashoka. I came to the conclusion that the only way to tempt him was by promising to save his loved ones. I still think it was a really awful and greedy thing to become Vader for that, but I must admit it’s a noble character trait to put others first.

+ Kit Fisto doesn’t have nipples. Therefore I’ve concluded he’s isn’t a mammal and hatched from an egg like Nemo the clownfish. (And no, that isn’t a animation thing, Rex does have nipples when his shirt is off).

+ The discussion with my gf about Kit Fisto nipples and Star Wars biology also touched the topic of “how does Maul use the bathroom”. My conclusion is: he has a stoma, because the lower abdomen, where that would be, is always covered.

+ Hardcase mentions he is hyperactive. I now see him as my favorite ADHD clone, because having ADHD myself I can fucking relate.

+ I forgot Waxer died on Umbara and bawled my eyes out. Waxer is one my favorite clones and when he cried while dying I just couldn’t take it.

+ My friend spent the entire Umbara arc just simping for the clones (mostly Jesse), while I was suffering. So maybe they look hot or something for people attracted to men in this episodes.

+ In the episode after the Umbara the duo usually consisting of Waxer and Boil is sent out, but this time it’s just Boil and I was about to bawl again.

+ For being called “the negotiator” Obi-Wan gets his ass beat quite a lot after his “negotiations” (aggressive flirting).

+ While I’ll never forgive Obi-Wan for doing that Raako Hardeen shit, I nearly pissed myself when the Ziro the Hutt’s ex gf is flirting with not one but two women there. Like I didn’t expect her to be the fucking gay rep in clone wars.

+ I’m seriously never forgiving Obi-Wan for that. I can’t get over Ahsoka’s tear filled eyes while she’s holding his corpse. Also she doesn’t seem angry like Anakin just massively sad and disappointed after it is revealed that he’s still alive. Personally I believe she’s starting to doubt the order here.

+ Point three on hating on my favorite character for that shit, I feel like Anakin becomes quieter and less playful after that disaster.

+ Maul is me. He’s obsessed with Obi-Wan and mentions that he has massive problems what is going on inside his head. As a mentally ill person, that makes me feel really seen lmao.

+ The underwater episodes and the ones with Ventress on that train were just the most beautiful worlds I’ve ever seen. Like the planets in general are so beautifully designed in clone wars, I’m so in love.

+ Motherfucking “I said fuck the council and became a child soldier for a rebellion at 13” Obi-Wan Kenobi seems very reluctant on doing it again. There are two entire arcs of him disagreeing on helping rebels. First I didn’t understand, because like dude you literally did this before, but since he talks about his worries about bringing the separatists in or worsen the situation, I think the poor man is just a little bit traumatized.

+ After the events of Onderon I’m pretty sure Ashoka is already filled with doubts about the order, the republic and the war. I also feel like she’s feeling massively led down by Obi-Wan again, which broke my heart because I love their relationship.

+ I just realized he fails Ahsoka a third time, when she is captured by Hondo and Obi-Wan is supposed to help her. Instead he gets attacked by Grievous and is forced to postpone the helping them until they help themselves. I mean it’s not his fault but in Ahsoka’s place that wouldn’t feel good to me.

+ This particular fight with Grievous ignited my love for Obi-Wan again. Before he attacks Grievous he helps an injured clone and when he goes into the fight, Grievous directly kills a clone. Instead of his usual witty remarks, he just goes: “you’re gonna regret that” and jumps Grievous. He just loves his clones as much as I do.

+ One of the most beautiful shots in the entire series for me is in the episode before the droids find Gregor. This WAC droid looks into the desert and it reflects in his eye. Because of the cracks in the desert ground it looks almost like a retina. Beautiful metaphor of combining something artificial and metallic with an organic and almost human part. This was such a fucking raw shot for me, it took my breath away.

+ Tarkin is an asshole, but he’s climbed the asshole latter so hard after he has been mean to Plo Koon.

+ Shotout to Obi-Wan for convincing the order to let Anakin go after Ahsoka. Additionally the whole time he acts in her support only to be shut down by the council. I didn’t remember him doing that so I was surprised.

+ Fives tells the plot with the inhibitor chips to a cab driver. Do you think the cap driver ever thinks back after the war and is like: “Fuuuuuuck”?

+ I kid you not, the clone bar has gender neutral bathrooms (and no, it’s not bc the clones are all male, in the bar are also women). The bathroom are just decided by humans, hutts and a third species I cannot quite recognize.

+ I forgot Teckla gets shot, NOOOOOOO

+ I always say clone wars anakin is better, but Jesus stop acting like a jealous bitch. Padmè deserves an award for putting up with his bullshit. Obi-Wan too. He even tries to give him reassurance by telling him that feelings are not forbidden and Anakin just bitches at him.

+ Obi-Wan casually passing on babysitting duty for Jar Jar fucking killed me (and yes, taking care of Jar Jar is babysitting duty).

+ Never in a million years I would have thought to see Jar Jar admitting to fucking this queen, but here we have him saying he was making love to her last night. Imma set myself on fire and I believe Windu will join me.

+ You could also call the clone wars the exposition wars. Every episode has their one minute exposition in the beginning, but I feel like a lot of the dialogue is used for exposition.

+ Obi-Wan doesn’t learn shit. That man got drugged by Hondo, but yet still accepts drinks from the Pykes. MY BROTHER IN CHRIST PLEASE DONT

+ I AN GOING TO SCREAM. You have been informed that the Clones have a behavior influencing chip in their brains and then you find out Dooku was behind the creation of the clones and no one connects the fucking dots. I love the Jedi, but goddamn are you all dense.

+ Do you think Hunter thought Rex was screwing his general? Because their conversation sounded kinda suggestive and then they trail off to do something secret.

+ Ahsoka going “my older brother thought me”after kicking a guy where it hurts most. I now imagine Anakin going to Ahsoka as soon she got to be his padawan: “Listen up Snips, if you ever facing a creepy guy, you kick them right there”

+ When the sisters make their escape I don’t get why they don’t let Ahsoka fly. She’s clearly the more capable pilot.

+ Controversial opinion: I have a strong dislike for Bo Katan. She’s a fucking terrorist who doesn’t betray the deathwatch when they murder an entire innocent village, no but when there’s Maul trying to take their authority. Says a lot about her character if you ask me.

+ I mcfucking cried when the clones painted their helmets according to Ahsoka’s face markings and my flatmates gf came in and asked me if everything’s alright. I am fucking embarrassing I have seen this scene three times already but I still bawl like a baby.

+ Also my dear Obi-Wan can you quit being an ass? A “hello Ahsoka, nice to see you” wouldn’t have killed you.

+ Through the whole show most of the characters seemed to appear increasingly tired towards the end. Especially Obi-Wan and Ahsoka, but other characters aswell. The only one who seems to stay energized is Anakin. He becomes more serious but I feel like he’s the only one at the end that is still going into battles with full energy. It almost felt like he’s especially thriving in a war scenario which is incredibly sad.

+ The beauty of that last scene with Vader is truly unparalleled. I don’t ever think a tv show can recreate that.

+ I still love this show to bits and I cried 5 times total during that rewatch, shit this was nice.

[yutasbimil]

A Step Ahead

slytherin!jaemin x fem!hufflepuff!reader x gryffindor!beomgyu | txt ft. nct dream ff. ✦ (2/8) [series fic] !!! also posted on my ao3 acc! { here } tags: fluff, smut cw: tutoring, teasing, crushes, confessions, tension, love triangle, hurt-comfort, FLUFF!!! ! not that comfy w/ 2nd POV, but hope 3rd POV is good for y'all ♡ word count: 3.7k

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Yumi hates to admit it, but Beomgyu was right all along. And... It's on her end that she made some extra effort to do her own "homework" to get to know Na Jaemin more. She's intrigued, given his pleasant personality and a much different treatment from the boys she's used to? Who wouldn't like this type of princess treatment?

To be fair, this isn't out of the ordinary as this still sticks to their usual hangouts. And that isn't shameful of an excuse, right?

Hitting two stones with one bird... wait, eh?... what? Her head is spinning. Maybe with information overload.

It’s just so hard to focus on being in an abandoned classroom, alone with a cute guy with such a cute smile, so darn cute— and did she already say that he’s cute?

And to be alone in a room with just the two of you…

Damn, his lips… it’s so darn distracting, how does it taste?

Jaemin might be speaking in spiels of knowledge, finalizing their agendas, but for once Yumi wants to hear him ‘shut up’, how about I do something about it?

‘Distracted’ is painted all over her eyes that Yumi’s mind wandered elsewhere.

Time to test a hypothesis—

Before Yumi knows it, soft lips are plunged against hers, and she, therefore, concludes his lips are soft as pillows as expected.

The small breath hitch from Jaemin’s breath smelled hints of cinnamon, a kick of spice just enough for her…

She had to abort the experiment too soon, as she might’ve, for the lack of a better word, fucked up—

Both of them stared at each other in shock.

“Sorry, it's… uhm…” Yumi had caught herself red-handed, staring at Jaemin. Their hands are on anything but their supposed homework. At least it’s done though… but now, they have another… peculiar situation at hand.

Jaemin just softly laughs, looking at her endearingly.

“Potions really is that stressful for you, huh?” his husky voice swept her awake. He places a quick peck on her lips again with the same smile on his face. “Does this help you though? I have no problems if it does ease you though.”

She looks at him, eyes wide.

Jaemin grins at her cute reaction, how is it that Yumi is the one shocked after her ‘attempt’?

This made her flush red. It is not just their Potions book that is inked crimson.

Her flurry of words flew out of her lips as she began to feel agitated. “I was just distracted but yeah… I can't quite put it into words, b-but don't get me wrong, I wanted to get close to you as you're great as a friend… but I also find you cute.”

“Cute? Me?” Jaemin beams and puts his hands on his cheeks. “Well, if that's how it is, that's easy enough for me.”

Yumi chuckles at this, it’s so easy for Jaemin to make her feel comfortable. He's so playful… She cups both his cheeks and squeezes them.

He had been holding back to shut her up with a kiss. Yumi, on the other hand, let herself get ahead with her cute aggression.

The difference between his cuteness and sexiness. She’s living for it.

She gulped just how gorgeous he looks. Has she always seen him this way? Or is she caught by the way his lips taste?

What exactly happened?

She doesn’t know exactly how it went up to this, she knows the steps of making the Draught of the Living Death better as she went on, somersaulted and stumbled to kiss him.

She blames the hormones, but… he’s so irresistible.

Maybe, is it because she got a glimpse of a new face? Well, she isn’t blind, of course, she can tell that her friends are attractive. Taehyun being one of their heartthrob— but that’s beside the point. Yumi just got so used to Kai and the gang so much that she didn’t know that there were attraction and feelings possible beyond being with the boys.

And Jaemin made his way to present himself as a ball of sunshine and such a sweet eye candy.

At most Jaemin just makes her laugh, and how he blabbers so much with his books… nothing sweeps her off her feet than a brainiac. Add to his athletic side as a Quidditch player… Someone to match her wits and excel at fields she adores?

Man, she was missing out. Good thing she went out of her way to explore more. Who knew the Slytherins could have so much to offer?

But this— this is another side she's yet to unlock. She's intrigued to navigate through his pages. This is the first venture she’ll journey into intimacy and her exploration.

Curse the raging hormones.

She weakens at the sound of his voice. That low chuckle of his… damn.

Yumi didn’t notice that she had been staring at him for too long.

“The moe gap though,” she giggles. “You're such a good kisser.”

“Hmmm? Do you have any basis beforehand though?” He perks up a brow. “What makes a good kisser then, Yumi?”

Did she just say that out loud? Fuck it.

“No, it's just… I have no prior experience… but you make me feel good about myself. That's enough of a basis, right?”

“Hah… cutie, you'll have a hard time then as your standards would be high after experiencing mine.” The confidence in his voice is so endearing, sly to say it shamelessly for the pun. “Others would have a hard time competing. But… news flash though, you took away my first kiss.”

In thoughts that he seems experienced with dating, it’s not impossible that he hasn’t had a girlfriend before, right? Bloody hell?

“Sorry, oh my—"

“Haven’t you caught on that I am not accepting your apologies at all? I’m fine with it since it’s you, Yumi. I was saving my first for you… Also, I leaned in and kissed back, didn't I? So you had my consent to go do it.” He assured and the glimmer in his eyes along the tender stroking of his finger on her hand can make one melt. Especially his next words… “I liked you since that one Quidditch game. Then the heavens just sent me a blessing fulfilling my wish when joint classes happened. I like you, Lee Yumi.”

For a confession to occur just after a kiss? Just how overwhelming of a situation did you get yourself into, Yumi?

“I'm at a loss for words here… sorry.” She frowns but she looks deeply into him, like a lost puppy, she pouts. “All I know is I liked kissing you.”

“No worries, Yumi. Just let your body feel on this one, see where this goes, hmmm?”

“Well, with what you just said with that kiss…” At that response, as if a bell sparking an interest in the Slytherin, he fully focuses on her as she continues. She licks her lips, staring deeply back at him. “How about, you let me experience it more to let me get the feel of it, then we'll see? How much of a good kisser you proclaim yourself to be, Na Jaemin?”

With the widening smile of Jaemin, he’s loving how she’s putting things into play. As he lowers his head, nearer her face, the Slytherin boy can’t help but give in to her wish.

“I’m betting I’ll get E’s on this right after, baby.”

“Baby? Hmmm…” Yumi didn't have any time to think it through, receiving his kisses. One, two… she melts further into the soft lips of his, as if fighting for territory. I want to be his.

The feeling of their lips colliding can be compared to confetti exploding along with a thousand butterflies all over. It’s colorful, it’s vibrant, and the warmth it gives— No wonder people hold onto their chests when they kiss someone. And sharing it with such a handsome lad, his cunningness really lured her well. She does not regret any of this at all. Yumi wants to grab hold of his chest to tap in if he has the same pounding feeling with his.

Yumi holds onto his shoulders, a bit broader and leaner than expected under all that coat and uniform. She feels a bit of a smirk in his kisses, Jaemin grabs hold at the side of her neck, and she shudders at his touch. But she didn’t mind at all how he was enclosing the space between them further.

Jaemin licked her bottom lip which elicited a strained moan out of her lips.

Good Merlin, he did not disappoint at all.

She’s giving in further to his warmth, just letting her body flow along his, as he stated.

The more that they kiss, softer and harder all the same, moans attempt to slip out on how good his lips are moving against hers. Is it the soft lips of his adding to this factor? Jaemin tastes so sweet. It’s just like marshmallows… Damn it.

She momentarily pulls away to give herself some space to breathe. Yumi touches his lips, Squishy, poking his lips lightly.

Jaemin leans in at her finger, pursing his plump lips as if to make it “bounce” with her fingers. No matter how cute and bubbly he looks right now… Opposite are its effects on Yumi, she’s feeling hot and bothered. All the more when he pulls her arm against his, torso to torso close when he kisses her again.

Jaemin touches the side of her face, cupping it as he strokes her blazed cheeks.

He smiles, both their lips already swollen from kissing too much. The Slytherin smiled at his work, and the Hufflepuff girl couldn’t help but giggle looking back at him at how red both his ears are.

Yumi felt some tight rope around her, it wasn’t too soon when she realized it was located in between the crevices of her skirt that she was heated for any friction down there.

“Can I touch you?” Jaemin breathes out, and as if that permission came in at the right moment for Yumi.

She didn’t answer verbally, just nodding whilst getting his hand and putting it on her waist, granting some implications to go lower— or just anywhere for that matter. His touch is all that matters.

But important things first.

“Are you sure it’s safe here?” Her eyes wandered, at the windows and the doors. He follows the Hufflepuff’s line of sight. So she’s cautious of people coming in and out or might pass by?

Jaemin nods, assuring her. “This is abandoned after all,” he flicks his wand, checking his spell if it’s still activated. “And you know the spell I usually do for privacy and less distraction, right? It works for not just focusing solely on studying.”

“You got everything planned out, huh?”

He smugly nods, pocketing his wand. “Anything for focusing, and for focusing on you, Yumi.”

She felt safe at that, stepping closer to him again. His hands roamed all over, reaching for her legs. She shudders and almost weakens at how he’s caressing her leg.

Expected something else like a grab by the hips, or anything like the romance novels she slips into her luggage.

Jaemin brings more unexpected matters for her to discover.

“Ha… wha… ah…” She weakens instantly as Jaemin leans his lips on the side of her face, and he keeps getting closer to her earlobe.

W-what the hell was that, but shit…

He’s biting her ear.

Yumi grabs hold of the table behind her. “Oh…”

She almost inhales every possible air at their proximity as Jaemin starts nibbling her earlobes. It’s a new sensation, but the effect on her, it’s just starting a new awakening in her.

“Jae… why the ears,” she struggled to keep her words coherent and continuous. Jaemin just kept grazing his lips on her earlobes, his breathing gradually getting hotter near her. Her legs buckled as her body leaned back to the table behind them.

“It’s sensitive, hmmm? I’m letting you get the feel of it, or you don’t like it?” Jaemin hovers over her, caging her in between his arms. His hand is over hers, while the other holds onto her neck to keep her still.

She grabs hold of his shoulder as he bites her ear again.

Yumi sucked in a breath. “N-not that, I, It's not that I don’t like it, it’s just ha- weird. Hmmm-haah.. pmh-ahh, this is new, Jaemin…”

The sleeve of Jaemin fell off his one shoulder, it signaled him to finally take it off. It allowed him to move freely and feel less cramped.

He kicks it to the side then leans dangerously close to Yumi.

She crumples the fabric of his polo shirt, it signals him to go on, licking her ear still as she responds with spews of vowels more as he stimulates her further.

“Ha- I didn’t know ears are this sensitive…” She weakens more as he breathes out an airy laugh, sprouting goosebumps on her skin.

“The more you know, Yumi.” He smiles, kissing her cheek then going back to tease and play his lips on her ears.

He uses his other hand to pinch her other ear, adding to the frailing effect it has on her.

She whimpers, suppressing a moan as he nibbles and licks her. Yumi blushed crimson as she slipped up.

“So that’s what sounds those pretty lips could produce?” he rasps.

“Je-Jaem…” Her eyes darkened in arousal at this point.

Jaemin’s eyes perked up. “Don't hold back now.”

He licks her, more breathing and more hungrily, like wolfing down her ear lobes.

Yumi grips onto anything, slowly crumbling as he keeps going at it. He’s lewdly going through her ear, who knew she would be this sensitive?

She’s almost melting along the stone wall behind her. “Ha... hmmm.”

She managed to reach his free hand holding hands and intertwining it. He chuckles as he stares at her heated state. “You’re so cute right now, Yumi-yah.”

“Nana…To-too much, Jaem…” Stuttering, it’s getting more difficult to complete words, growing incoherent as she feels a burning sensation of pleasure.

And this is all just getting sensitive with her ears, and his damn tongue.

Oh, Merlin.

Jaemin’s holding her hands, pinning her down to the wall to keep her in place whenever she squirms. He keeps bringing her jaw still to keep her in place as he continues nibbling her skin.

“Ha... ha... ah, Nana, ha... hmppphhh.”

Too much, it’s overwhelmingly good. Her scratching and holding back to her tight grips on his chest and back— shoulders, all over… she’s almost descending her body, but Jaemin keeps her secured.

Yumi reaches for his arm for support as he keeps her chin up intact in place as he devours her.

Licking her now wet ear, he pulls away with a smirk. “Now on the other side, so it's equal, hmmm? Don't want the other feeling left out.”

“Ahh, you're too good at this…” Yumi had to laugh as she breathed out, she leaned onto him, grabbing hold of his body in an embrace. “Jae.. jaem, please…”

“Hmmm?”

“Kiss me, please.”

He wraps his arms around her, then caresses her arms tenderly. “If you ask that nicely,” with his rasp and low, he leans into her.

They began making out again, it wasn’t too difficult asking her lips to open up with his tongue for entrance as they began their pace in the mix of lips and tongue.

With Yumi gripping more tightly on him, the clothes are beginning to be an obstruction.

Jaemin thinks so too.

Feeling her body language, he begins to move his hand from her waist, going lower to her hips… grazing his touch to her legs. When Yumi keeps squirming and moaning actively as he reaches closer to her inner thighs.

Jaemin looks at her first before going beneath her skirt. He touches her panties, smirking as she shrieks, enclosing her legs, almost trapping his hand in between.

“Aigoo, that got you turned on, huh?”

Yumi blushes, too overwhelmed and stimulated. No use denying how soaking wet it got her.

Jaemin now fully puts his hand underneath her skirt, grazing his fingers on her stained panties. “No need to be shy, Lumi-yah.”

Yumi flushed at her own stickiness. “I’m…”

Positioning his knee in between her legs, Jaemin continues to stimulate her ears, his other hand pinching and twisting her earlobes.

The other is taken care of with his tongue flicking and tracing wet saliva on her ear.

She shudders as he blows at it, the sudden air added to the already shivering sensation of his breath and hungry groans as he eats up her ear.

He then moves to sucking onto it, making her emit another level of vowels.

Yumi can't help but feel weird and bothered by the wet and dirty sounds. Her whimpering and writhing, she keeps resisting the melting sensation. “Oh, Gods… haaa…”

He smirks, amused, whispering as he teases her. “This is what I would do to your sweet, sweet pussy later.”

She swallows in anticipation. “Don’t keep me waiting… ha… then, Na Jaemin.”

Yumi gulped and breathed heavily, the more he continued to ravage her ears with his tongue and teeth biting it.

She mewls, her legs already weak, she gradually grows more and more embarrassed as she practically feels herself dripping wet down there.

Jaemin stops momentarily to move her, asking her to turn to the side.

With her state too muddled over and clouded with lust, she just complies.

“Can I?” Jaemin glances at her clothes, and with a nod, he goes on to the next step.

He starts removing her tie, keeping keen eye contact as he starts unbuttoning her blouse. He loosens up his tie, placing a kiss on her lips whilst finishing up opening the last buttons of her shirt.

With her bare skin exposed, he stared at her with awe. The dimness of the cloudy afternoon didn’t faze the glow of their sweaty skin against the remaining light of the sky.

“You’re so pretty, gorgeous…” Cupping her chest, he lets himself feel the plumpness of her breasts. She gasps at his touch, he then grazes over the rim of her bralette.

Frilled lace, baby blue… fittingly cute for a cutie like Yumi.

“I like you so much, Yumi.”

He smiles to himself, then looks at her again for permission.

She puts her hand on his arm, patting it. “Go on, Jaem.”

Jaemin pulled down her bra, the reveal along with the cold air brushing against her skin made her shudder good.

Jaemin didn’t make her wait long. As a man of his word, his mouth meets her nipples as he goes on to nibble it.

“Ha… ha- ooh…” His other hand traced around her erect nipples, his fingers teasingly twisting them, adding to her arousal.

It wasn’t long before he reached in between her legs again, her heated and wet core asking for any touch since earlier.

“Please do, do me more, Jaemin.” She lifts her skirt with her two hands, eyes dewy with pleads for his touch.

He sets aside her panties so his fingers are free to touch her pussy, dripping wet and ready for him to stimulate. Jaemin inserts a digit, then another, smoothly going in and out of her squeezing core as he’s ramming and pounding his fingers.

“Ahh… ha-so good, oohh, ahh!”

Simultaneous with sucking her tits and fingering her good, he keeps interchanging breasts as he’s tracing his tongue on her erect nipples.

They are so turned on right now, adding how the cold air is hitting their heightened body temperature combined as they're high up the tower.

Jaemin carries her up so she's elevated and seated. Not only to make Yumi comfortable but it’s an easier access to fingerfuck her.

He pulls her panties down, setting them aside by her one leg.

Gaining full access to her sensitive area, she had to inhale and contain herself on how good he was with his tongue. Is this how it feels to be fingerfucked?

Touching herself alone in her dorm bed late at night isn’t enough, and it’s entirely a new world on how he’s letting her reach novel heights.

“Jaemin… ha, ah! Hmphhh…” Yumi had to control how much she was clenching her hands on his scalp. She managed to hold on to his shoulders. And he’s gone in no other direction but through and deep into her heated core.

She’s already a mess, with how his fingers are plunging in and out of her pussy. All this whilst licking and flicking on her clit, and tending to her breasts.

Jaemin goes faster, then curls his finger as if activating a button in the depths of her cunt.

Feeling a twist at the pit of her stomach, she had to gasp, tighter on the grip she was doing as she was holding onto Jaemin.

Oh, Merlin, is thi—

“I’m com— haaa!” Yumi almost yelped at the sensation, like an explosion spreading all over her system as she experienced one of her biggest orgasms yet.

Jaemin lowers himself, licking her, and eats her out while she just finished cumming.

She had to hang her head high, back arching as she’s still sensitive as fuck.

Ragged and labored, Yumi catches up with her breath.

Jaemin ascended, teasingly licking his lips as he leaned close to her, putting both his hands on the tabletop. “Okay, that's enough. Just enough for you to think of me tonight, sweetie.”

Still in a daze, Yumi thoughtlessly asks. “Just tonight?”

Jaemin’s eyes perk. "Hmmm? So enough to last a while?"

Yumi shakes her head. “I want more.”

With such honesty, he admires her more at that pleasant display. “Next time, sweetie.”

There’s more? She breathes out, smiling. “I'd like that.”

Yumi kisses the side of his face, placing her chin atop his head. She twists it with her finger, tracing the lines of his scalp. “I… can we take it slow? I admit I got ahead of myself.”

“Me too… but yeah, I’m just here either way.” He hugs her, sniffing and breathing in her honey scent. Just close and long enough that Yumi’s warmth lingers in him.

He pats her head, stroking her hair with his arm as they recuperate.

It sure activated her hunger for more. They should do lots of homework more often like this.

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[lovelynim]

hello Nim, congrats on 900 followers! may I request a tickle interrogation fic with lee caelus and ler dr. ratio? you probably know why I ask.... if not, anything haikaveh would be cool please!

Hi anon!

I think you're talking about the scene with Dr. Ratio trapping Caelus in the recent update, right? Heheh, guess our mind went the same way...

“WahAHAHAIT!! Eheheh, n-nohoho mohohore!!” Caelus laughed, clenching his hands into fists while the restrains around his wrists kept them tied to the chair’s arms. His attempts of protecting his body from his captor’s ticklish assault were, so far, all fruitless. The only thing he could do was to laugh - and laugh a lot.

With some sort of inhumane precision, those fingers knew exactly where they should strike to send Caelus into a fit of hysteric giggles, effortlessly drawing out more and more of his laughter. “C-cohohohome on!! GihiHIhive me a brehehak!!” Caelus whined through chuckles, scrunching up his shoulders and pressing his eyes shut as if it would make the tickling any more bearable. 

Still, his captor didn’t seem to be convinced and, instead, continued to knead at the soft spot below Caelus’s ribs.

After a couple of minutes that felt like an eternity, the tickling stopped. Caelus let out a loud groan, feeling his cheeks a little sore from smiling for so long. It was only when the sound of his laughter ceased that Caelus could focus on what the man in front of him was saying. Right, he remembered: his captor - Dr. Ratio - was explaining why he was being interrogated in the first place.

“And, therefore, the prime suspect behind Herta’s disappearance is… you”, Dr. Ratio concluded, withdrawing his hands and resting them over Caelus’s arms. “Now, do I need to repeat myself one more time or was this enough to help you remember where you were during the puppet’s disappearance?”

Right, it’s because of that. If anything, Caelus knew he just had to prove that he was innocent and had nothing to do with the puppet going missing, but how was he supposed to do that while strapped to a chair?

The trailblazer sighed, looking away as he tried to clear his thoughts. For some reason, he couldn’t recall most of the details and all the events from earlier that day were a bit blurry inside his head.

“It’s impolite to ignore a person while they are speaking to you,” Dr. Ratio interrupted, placing one hand on Caelus’s shoulder as he looked at him straight in his eyes. “Now, if you’d be so kind as to answer my question and spare us both from wasting any more time in this absurd interrogation, I’d be pleased. Where were you during the puppet’s disappearance?” Dr. Ratio said firmly, narrowing his eyes.

Caelus sighed, looking up to Dr. Ratio’s face. The way this man talked made him feel even more confused, but he knew he had to give him an answer - and do it soon.

[violetsareblue-selfships]

#6. Carnival/Haunted

Selfshiptober 2024 | [WC: 469] / the last of the ones I managed to fulfill both prompts for hehe / it just fit Sylus pretty well (though haunted not by ghosts but by wanderers hehe) anyways, i hope you enjoy it! :3

Stepping into the carnival grounds brings a familiar sense of comfort to April, memories of going there with May and Caleb when they were younger flickering around in her head. This time, her hand is firmly intertwined with one bigger than hers.

If she weren't assigned a mission here, it would almost feel like a date.

Though, she has the slightest suspicion that Sylus views it as one regardless of their reason for being here.

There were rumors of 'paranormal' activity here - flickering lights, music playing when it's not supposed to, and other similar things. Of course, the Hunters Association immediately thought it was Wanderer activity. That or it's faulty machinery or someone playing a prank. But checking for Wanderers is the first thing to rule out.

When Sylus heard about the mission, he practically insisted on coming along, especially since May wasn't able to accompany her this evening.

Her ears stay locked on to the sound of the watch they'd loaned her for this mission, though her eyes are distracted by the sights of the carnival. Her eyes linger a bit too long on a booth with all sorts of plushies and Sylus chuckles.

"I'll win you one after the mission if you'd like…" He murmurs, his eyes meeting hers with that tender gaze that makes her heart clench.

"Sure," She murmurs, knowing with his shooting skills, the balloons don't stand a chance. Hell, she'd be able to win fairly easily given her own experience, but she knows how smug he'll get if he gets to win her something. He always likes spoiling her.

They wander around the carnival grounds aimlessly until her watch starts beeping with the increase of Metaflux in the air. April and Sylus share a look and a pair of nods, each reaching for their weapon (or in her case, summoning her weapon with her evol).

Together, the Wanderer is easy enough to defeat. It's different fighting alongside Sylus. Their styles complement each other, but it's a little odd not having the resonance that her sister's able to achieve. Still, they manage to defeat it without gaining the attention of those nearby, and they rejoin the crowd as if they'd never left it at all.

Another lap around the carnival concludes that there's not another Wanderer hiding (or if it is, it's outside the grounds). Therefore, their mission is complete for tonight.

"Let's go get you that plushie," Sylus says, slipping his hand back into hers. His lips curl up in a half-smirk. "And maybe some of those snacks you were eyeing earlier."

April laughs softly at how well he'd been paying attention to her, relaxing now that she doesn't have to be alert anymore. Now they can make this a proper date to the carnival.

Starting with Sylus winning her that plushie.

[kazimakuwabara]

That's New

Summary: Kuwabara gets a new trick.

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“Huh. Well… that’s new,” Yusuke finally said, breaking the silence as they all stared at the bright shield Kuwabara had summoned.

The four had been engaged in a battle against a large winged demon, who had decided, for one reason or another, that Yusuke Urameshi was his greatest enemy, and he must therefore smite him. The beast had been only a nuisance at first until he powered up strong enough to actually become a problem...

The group had been struggling with the demon for more than an hour when a lucky shot had knocked Yusuke on his back. The monster had opened his mouth, and a beam of hot white energy formed in its cavern, sparkling as a guttural roar filled the air. The blast fired out at Yusuke, and in a moment of desperation, Kuwabara ran and jumped in front of Yusuke, as he had done so many times before.

But this time, when Kuwabara threw his hands out, an electric orange shield flung out with his hands, curling a hexagonal shape over his arm, and out in front of his body. The blast the enemy fired then ricocheted off of Kuwabara’s shield and took out the demon's head. It killed over sideways, slain by its own rebounding attack.

The team had been stunned into silence to speak until Yusuke had finally found his words.

Kuwabara shifted his stance, shifting the shield as he moved. He stared out at the shield and waved it around as if testing its weight. And then, in a confused mutter, he asked, “Now… how do I turn it off?”

Yusuke grinned, struck by the suddenly nostalgic phrase, and started laughing, loud and hard. He drew the group's attention, and suddenly Kurama was laughing too, pleased by Yusuke's suddenly giggly state. Hiei approached Kuwabara, his face slightly twisted as he tried to contain the sudden infectious laughter that tried to bubble out of him. Tapping the shield, Hiei flinched a little as a pulsing shock reverberated back to him.

With a proud smirk, Hie proclaimed, “You always have new tricks, don’t you?”

Kuwabara shrugged and let out a nervous laugh, “I swear… my powers just… they just keep changing on me!”

Hiei suddenly started to laugh too, the sound of it making Kurama laugh harder and take a seat on the ground.

“Why is everybody laughing?” Kuwabara squawked, shaking his arm that wielded the shield, flexing his hand as he tried to make the thing disappear.

Yusuke got to his feet and marched over to Kuwabara before he threw an arm around him. Still lost to his amused laughter, Yusuke sniggered, “Kuwabara… it’s just… so you, to create this.” Yusuke lightly punched the shield, Kuwabara’s warm energy lightly pushing back against his hand. “It’s just so you!” Yusuke concluded again, before he wrapped his arms around Kuwabara in a tight hug.

“Thanks man… I think you saved my life back there,” Yusuke whispered against Kuwabara's ear, his voice full of affection.

Kuwabara’s shield finally dropped, and he wrapped his arms around Yusuke in what was supposed to be a hug. But once his shield had vanished, Kuwabara’s legs became jelly, and he collapsed, dragging Yusuke to the ground with him.

The sight of the two falling over sent Hiei and Kurama into more laughter, and it echoed around them in great peals. The sudden relief that everything had turned out okay, as well as the pride they felt about Kuwabara’s power evolving to save the day, burst inside them fueling their sudden bout of laughter.

Yusuke flat on his back, with Kuwabara, collapsed on him, and practically dead weight, laughed the loudest amongst them. He ruffled the back of Kuwabara’s head and crowed, “Man Kuwabara! What a neat new trick!”

Kuwabara groaned, “I think I’ll agree with you when I can feel my legs again.”

[siravalondulac]

ix. the father

meet me in the dark, kiss me in the moonlight

asoiaf ff | jon snow x fem!oc

summary: jon works in the stables and sees a side of elle that should have stayed hidden word count: 1619 warnings: slutshaming, detailed threats of death

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Jon was certain that he would never get used to the smell of horse shit, no matter how long he was forced to work in the stables.

He tried not to let his discomfort show. Especially because Elle, who had been working in the stables for an even shorter time than him, seemed absolutely unaffected by her environment.

Even though he tried, Jon couldn't keep his eyes from flicking towards her every now and then. It did not distract him from his work, he would tell anyone who asked him - not that they did, too caught up with complaining.

"How come you get to tend to the horses,” Halder said to Elle, "while we have to dig around in shit?”

For some reason, after brushing out the horse’s mane, Elle had braided a strand of its hair.

Elle smirked. "Perhaps because I am not a criminal and therefore get to choose my work.”

Almost instantly after she said it, her eyes crossed with his, and her gaze softened, looking almost apologetically. Elle wasn't the only one who had noticed, apparently.

“Jon here's not a criminal either,” Grenn said from the back of the stables.

Jon could see Elle trying to say something, perhaps to apologise or explain herself, but he decided to butt in before her.

“No, it is true, I have committed the worst crime of them all,” he said in a theatrical voice. “I, as a Stark, dared to have curly hair."

A general sense of confusion could be seen on everyone's faces, but soon they all burst out into thunderous laughter - even Elle.

"Aye, and dared to be prettier than all his sisters too," Pyp exclaimed while lazily punching him in the back.

Jon, however, looked over to Elle. She was still laughing, though her eyes had never left him. He nodded and smiled encouragingly, hoping it would calm her nerves about her previous statement.

She smiled in response, and Jon knew it was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.

Elle had started combing down the next horse, a black stallion, when suddenly Ser Alliser appeared in the doorway. If there had been remnants of laughter left, it died down now.

"Elle," he spoke loudly into the room.

Said girl stretched her head out of the horsebox. "Yes?"

"Can you come with me? I have need of you."

"I will finish brushing down this horse and then I shall be right with you."

Why was Elle so courteous with Thorne?

The man looked around the room before gruffing out a "Fine" and left.

Elle appeared seemingly unaware of the stares upon her, continuing on with her work.

“There's something weird about her accent,” Pyp said.

Halder huffed. “She's Dornish, what'd you expect?”

“But she doesn't sound like the Dornish I've met.”

“I don't think I wanna know what kind of Dornish you hung around.”

Jon had only listened with one ear to their conversation. He still stared at Elle, trying to make sense of her previous interaction.

He blinked and decided he'd had enough of the guesswork and walked over to her. She shot him a quick smile.

"Elle, why does Thorne tolerate you?"

This was what got her to turn towards him fully. She laid her head to the side.

"Do you know why he is here, at the Wall?"

Jon shook his head.

"During Robert's Rebellion, he fought for the crown. After King Aerys was killed, the loyalists were given the choice between bending the knee and swearing fealty to Robert Baratheon, or taking the Black. Ser Alliser chose the latter."

"What does that have to do with you?"

"I am a Martell. Princess Elia was my aunt and my father tried to raise an army for Viserys Targaryen. He must have put two and two together and concluded that we are on the same side."

"And are you? On the same side, I mean."

"Jon, I wasn't even born yet when the Rebellion happened. It doesn't matter whether we share political opinions, simply him believing that we do makes my life far easier."

“And with me being Ned Stark's son…” He left the thought unfinished, but he knew. No matter how much he tried (he didn't) Thorne would never like him.

"Oh, would you calm down for a moment?" Elle exclaimed. The stallion had not stayed still for even a moment since she had come into his box. "I do not mean you harm."

"I'd be careful with that one," Sam said. "I heard that a few moons past he broke someone's leg."

Elle chuckled. "I wish Elia were here. She would have no problem taming this beast."

"Elia?" Jon asked, confused. How could Elle have ever met Princess Elia?

Elle immediately recognised the origin of his confusion.

"Oh, my sister, Elia. She was named after our aunt. Sometimes I think she is half horse, the way she moves on them." She furrowed her brows together. "Though I do wish that she would have let me win some of our races."

"Maybe you'd like to race against me sometime?"

Ugh, why had he said that?

Elle smiled one of the broadest smiles he had ever seen on her. "I would like that very much.”

“Maybe you would have more of a chance,” Sam joined the conversation again, “if you rode one of Lord Willas’ horses. I heard his breeds are the best of the best.”

Jon wanted to frown at Sam, but he held back. He was his friend and Elle didn't belong solely to him.

“Good, yes. But also incredibly expensive,” Elle answered. “The animals he breeds belong to kings, not bastards.”

“True.” Sam was deep in thought. “I would not be surprised if the king himself had multiple of Lord Willas’ stallions.”

Elle smirked. “Perhaps the princess used one of those to run away.”

“You should not joke about that.” Jon didn’t know all the details of the princess’ disappearance, but even he was careful around the topic.

“You Northerners are such prudes,” Elle said with a laugh. “Everyone in Dorne would have laughed at that.”

Jon would not have been surprised if the Dornish had celebrated upon learning of the tragedy that had befallen the royal family. They held no love for the Baratheon crown and-

"Oy, Snow!" Rast called from across the stables. He was leaning on his pitchfork, an ugly smirk across his face. His eyes were on Elle. "What'd ya reckon, how often did she have to let Thorne fuck her for him to be nice to her? A dozen times maybe?" Some of the men chuckled.

The heat curled up inside of Jon's stomach and slowly made its way into his entire body. Who was he to say such ugly things about his Elle? He wanted to growl, to roar, to burn him to ashes.

"Maybe that's the reason Mormont lets her stay, eh? Suppose her bed is never cold."

A hand touched his shoulder. Jon spared a glance towards Elle, and all the fire in him froze.

Jon couldn't move. He only stared at her smile, so dark and full of malice. He had never seen someone smile like this.

Her smile promised death.

He wanted to stop her, but it was too late. She was already walking towards Rast, like a predator stalking its prey. A shiver went down Jon's spine.

The others seemingly had noticed too, for a general sense of discomfort had spread amongst them. Even Rast had noticed.

He moved his arm, and within the blink of an eye Elle was onto him. Faster than anyone could move to stop her, she slammed Rast down into one of the carts, her knee burying down on his stomach and her dagger pressed to his throat.

The other men moved back in shock, some lone shouts found no echo in the room.

"Elle," Jon tried.

"What do you reckon?" she snarled. "Perhaps the reason they let me stay is because I did to them the same thing I am doing to you now."

Rast had let out a loud scream when his head hit the shit in the cart. Now he just lay whimpering beneath her.

"Or perhaps I held them over the edge of the Wall, let them see beyond the horizon and all the way into the Lands of Always Winter. That would let anyone's blood freeze. Would you like to try?"

"Elle," Jon tried again.

"I wonder how long it would take for the entirety of your blood to leave your body. Most likely not under an hour, especially not if I only open your throat here."

Jon could almost feel her pressing the dagger further into the skin himself.

"But if I dragged you to your bed and did it there, then your bed will not remain cold for the night."

"Elle, stop!"

This time she did look up, and Jon wished she hadn't. If he didn't know any better, he would have said her eyes glowed. He took a step back.

Elle bared her teeth and let her tongue run over them. Then she looked down again, smiling.

"It seems your life shall not end today. Truly a shame, I was so looking forward to it."

She removed her dagger and took a step back. But before Rast could move away from the cart as well, Elle kicked him in the stomach and he fell back into it.

"As a reward, you get to take care of the other horses," she told Rast. Jon knew it wasn't meant as one.

Her gaze went across the room and as their eyes met, she suddenly looked unspeakably tired. Then she smiled again and walked out of the stables.

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author's note: with this chapter and the last you should figure out who elle is pretty easily

[trashyswitch]

The Paw-fect Bachelor Party

The group have just finished riding Pinecone the Pug while spending time in Pixie Kingdom. But being a disproportionately small tabaxi, Frost is really nervous and overwhelmed by being towered by a pug puppy. Seeing this, Pinecone goes out of his way to make him happy. And it works! But...not in the way you'd think...

This fanfic takes place in a slightly different reality where Gideon doesn't get thrown off Pinecone between episodes 11 and 12 of Once Upon a Witchlight. I thought Frost and Pinecone could use a little more time together...and then it went a little off the rails...But you know what? It's all in good fun.

I hope you all enjoy!

Being in Pixie Kingdom felt unusual. Frost was still not used to being so small. And though riding a pug like it’s a rollercoaster ride would be fun to most, it was still quite overwhelming for Frost.

Now, Frost could conclude that this fear is due to the size difference. Usually pugs in their infancy would be really tiny compared to the taller, more broad-shouldered Frost…To the point that Frost could almost hold it in his own paws. But because he was now pixie-sized, this made the infant pug unusually large and almost dragon-like. It scared Frost a lot, especially at first due to how small he now felt compared to the pug. Not only that, but he knew that any sort of puppy can act somewhat unpredictable. With Frost being a tabaxi, and therefore cat-like, he had no clue how Pinecone would react to Frost. And though Pinecone had tried to be really kind to Frost before he hopped on, This kindness had resulted in Frost being covered in dog slobber.

After the ride, everyone got out of their seats and jumped back onto the ground. “That was so fun!” Kremy reacted, turning to face the pug. “What a good little pugicorn.” He started to pet the top of its nose, laughing a bit as he felt the pug’s wrinkly nose nuzzle him a little.

Gideon hopped off, and wiped some pug fur off his clothes. “I’d love to go again after the spinning stops.” He admitted.

“You need a seat, Gid?” Kremy asked.

“Nah, I’m good. I’ll be okay- HEY!” Gideon covered his eyes with his arm as dog slobber flew into their direction.

As it would turn out, Frost had wobbled himself off the ride and shook himself off in typical tabaxi-fashion. Unfortunately, some of the dog slobber had flown into Kremy and Gideon’s direction. Gideon quickly covered up Kremy’s backside to save his purple jacket.

“What happened? Did he just get dog slobber on my coat?” Kremy asked.

Gideon backed up slightly and looked at the coat. “Uhhh…There’s only a couple drops. But other than that, you’re good.” Gideon replied, dusting off the slight wet spot of slobber.

“Okay, good.”Kremy muttered, relief filling his tone.

Gideon turned to Frost. “Watch where you’re shaking yourself off, man!”

Frost fixed his head fur and adjusted his hood, feeling somewhat distasteful at the dog smell that now permeated his clothes and fur. He felt soggy in a way no cat should ever feel. “Sorry, guys.”

“Frosty!” Frost heard from behind him as he felt an elbow against his side. “Wasn’t that fun?!” He asked.

“Please don’t.” Frost ordered.

“And Pinecone came to give ya something~” Gricko teased as the large puppy walked closer to Frost.

“HeyHEY NO-” Frost winced as he felt a big wet kiss against the side of his face. Frost groaned and shook off his face. “I’m gonna need a shower after this…” Frost muttered as he walked away.

“Wait wait…” Gricko looked to Pinecone, before looking at Frost. “Where are you going? Aren’t you gonna give Pinecone some love?” Gricko asked.

“I-I’m good.” Frost shook his head, looking away.

“What?” Gricko looked at Kremy and Gideon. “You’re not gonna?” He asked in his high-pitched voice. “But why?” He asked him next.

“Cause I’m…I’m not a dog person, Gricko.” He admitted. “I didn’t want to mention it before, but I believe I made it quite evident before the ride.” Frost told him.

“But…” Gricko looked up at Pinecone, who had tilted his head at Frost’s words. “But I don’t understand. Pinecone seems to really like you.” Gricko admitted.

Frost shook his head. “I know he does, but that doesn’t-” Frost looked down and widened his eyes. “…m-mean…” His words trailed off when he noticed the growing shadow.

Gideon looked up at the creature, and over to Frost with slight nervousness. “Frost…I don’t mean to alarm you…buuuuuut-”

“He’s right behind me…isn’t he…” Frost muttered, visibly nervous.

“He is…” Gideon confirmed.

Frost slowly turned himself around to face the pug. “H-Hello PinecooOOHGOD-” He widened his eyes when he was able to see just how close Pinecone was to him. There were almost no feet between them. That was how close Pinecone was. “Eeeeasy Pinecone…Easy…” He mumbled, chuckling awkwardly. He slowly raised his hands up to protect himself as he shuffled himself around the pug.

But every single movement that Frost would do, always seemed to make Pinecone follow him. Not only that, but Frost didn’t even realize he was scooting himself closer to the arena they were just in.

All Frost knew was that Pinecone was getting closer and closer by the second. “P-Pinecone?” Frost asked.

Frost’s entire body froze like a deer in headlights as Pinecone’s mouth opened to reveal his big slobbery tongue. He closed his eyes and braced for impact, fully expecting another slobber-filled kiss.

But to his surprise, the puppy had immediately closed his mouth and started nuzzling him with his nose. That little purring sound Pinecone had made before the ride, had come back to try and calm Frost down once again.

Frost started trying to gently push the pug’s big black nose away from his chin. “Okay, okay. Just take it easy.” Frost told the pug. He jumped slightly when he felt his tongue give the littlest of licks against his chin.

“Aww, that looked more like a mini lick.” Gideon reacted.

“You look really nervous…But he seems to really like you!” Bixie mentioned. “Why don’t you try laying down? He’ll be a lot more gentle if you do.” Bixie told him.

“Uuuh…” Frost looked nervous. He slowly laid himself down onto the ground of the arena, hoping she was right. “Like this?” He asked.

“Well, sit yourself up, at least.” Bixie reacted. After Frost did this, Bixie smiled brightly. “Alright! Now:” Bixie walked up to Pinecone and whispered something into his ear in her spoken language. In an instant, Pinecone laid himself down and started sniffing Frost’s face.

“oOH- okay. Hi, Pinecone.” He responded, chuckling awkwardly.

“See? There’s nothing to be afraid of!” Gricko told him.

“He seems harmless.” Kremy mentioned.

“Yeah! He just wants to get to know you!” Gricko added.

“I know that, but-” Frost paused his words as he watched Pinecone desperately push his hood off his head.

“I guess he really wants your hood off.” Kremy responded.

“Does he?” Frost looked up at Bixie. “Should I remove it?” Frost asked.

“Sure! Well, unless you want Pinecone to keep pushing at your hood.” Bixie added.

Frost nodded and slowly removed his hood. “There you go.” Frost said.

Almost immediately, the pug’s eyes seemed to light up. It was like Frost did a magic trick on him! This was immediately evident in the tippy-taps of his front paws.

“Whoa! Okay, you got really happy all of a sudden.” Frost reacted.

And just like that, Pinecone started nuzzling against his chest and stomach.

“aaAAH! Pinecone! Pinecone, no! Pinecone!” Frost jumped and felt his fur fluff up as the pug’s wet nose shoved itself into his neck. “Pinecone hohold ohon-” Frost tried and failed to push his desperate little nose away from his neck. But this was super difficult considering the size difference.

“Awww! He’s trying to shower you in kisses!” Gricko reacted.

“Pinecone! No kisses! Nohoho!” Frost tried to yell back.

“Awwww!” Bixie giggled a little. “I think Frost is starting to like it~” Bixie teased as bouts of laughter could be heard erupting from Frost’s mouth.

“Pihinecone plehease! this is getting to behe- Hahahaha! Aha bit much!” He tried to tell him.

Gideon was thrown a little off guard by the unusual sound. “Wait…Why’s he laughing?” He asked.

Kremy shrugged his shoulders. “I dunno. Maybe he thinks Pinecone’s reactions are funny?” He guessed. “Does it look like he’s having fun?” He asked.

“Awwwww, that’s adorable! Look at you two getting along!” Gricko reacted.

“Grihihicko shuhut it!” Frost shot back. “Gehehet him ohohoff!” Frost’s laughter was changing from being jumpy and sporadic, to being bubbly and joyous.

Gideon narrowed his eyes. “Hmmm…” Gideon walked himself around to get a better angle of Frost and Pinecone. Not able to get a very good angle from above, Gideon kneeled himself down and looked at Frost and the pug from below.

“Hahahahaha! Hahahaha- Stahahap!” Frost was kicking his feet and switching between pushing Pinecone’s nose away, and covering his neck. “J-Juhust- HAhahahahaha!” He threw his head back, unintentionally giving Pinecone more room to nuzzle under his chin. This made Frost squeal and curl his neck in. But no matter how much he tried to hide the spot, Pinecone was still able to reach it.

Gideon raised his eyebrows as a little smile grew on his face. “Well I’ll be damned!” He got up onto his feet. “I think Pinecone’s ticklin’ him!” He reacted.

“Ya know, I suspected that, but I didn’t wanna jinx it!” Bixie teased.

“Awwww! That’s so cute!” Gricko reacted.

By now, Pinecone had begun moving his nose away from his neck. It was likely that Pinecone was finding it difficult to keep going for Frost’s neck. With his neck now free, Frost began to slowly calm down. “Hehe…heh…jeeheeheez…” He covered his mouth, attempting to cover up the rest of his giggly laughter.

“Uhh…” Kremy started to speak up, but was interrupted by a little yappy bark from the disproportionately large pug. “I don’t think Pinecone’s done yet.” He admitted.

Frost widened his eyes, sensing the worst. “Kremy, what is-” Frost’s words turned into a slow gasp as he felt a large, quick lick against his right ear. And HOLY MOTHER OF GODS, the shriek that left Frost’s mouth! It was almost a guffaw, mixed with a cat-like squeal.

That simple shriek was enough to leave the entire group speechless.

And then it took the group another second…to realize that Frost was now attempting to hide his ears as squeaky giggles escaped from his mouth! His squeaks were…almost childish! And his giggles were very out-of-character for Frost. And yet at the same time…the sound matched Frost perfectly! Not only that, but every little sporadic movement Frost would make, would only tickle his ears even more! There seemed to be absolutely no way for a pixie-sized tabaxi to win a play-fight against a giant puppy pug.

Gideon looked absolutely shocked! He had no idea Frost was even capable of making such a squeal! And those giggles?! Is this pixie dust making him hallucinate?! FInally, Gideon doubled over and bursted out in wheezy, glorious laughter of his own. Oh my god, this whole situation was just hysterical to him! And he immediately swore to himself that he would NEVER let Frost live this moment down!

Gricko threw his own head back and bursted out in wild cackles of his own! “OH MY GODS, FROST!” Gricko squeezed his eyes as he let out yet another long laugh. This was GLORIOUS! Who knew! Who knew Frost was even capable of such a wild sound!

While the other buffoons were laughing their lungs out, Kremy was still mostly left in shock. But when he felt a laugh filling his throat, Kremy quickly covered his mouth to stop it in its tracks. Though Frost’s laugh (and the others’ laughter) was great to hear, he didn’t want to hurt Frost’s feelings by laughing at him as well. And as the leader of the group, he felt it was his personal responsibility to keep himself together and hold back his laughter to save what’s left of Frost’s dignity.

Despite the sheer volume of Frost’s friends, Pinecone looked to be having the most fun out of all of them. The pug looked absolutely ecstatic to be making Frost laugh like this. Laughter means happiness, right? He hasn’t been told otherwise, so...

And then there was Frost himself. This man was a wiggly, cackly mess. Of all the spots to go for…why did it have to be his ears?! Usually in kittens, the ears are more of a comfort spot…or rather, a melt spot if you will. But for Frost, his ears seemed to have developed a large amount of nerve endings. And even though he appreciated the dopamine rush, this overwhelming feeling was getting to be a little too much for the Tabaxi.

And thankfully, it looked like Bixie was noticing this. “Okay Pinecone, I think that’s enough.” Bixie finally spoke up. She whispered the same words into Pinecone’s ear in her familiar faerie language, so Pinecone could understand the command.

In a few moments, Pinecone halted his licking and backed up so Frost could have some space. Seeing that he may have hurt him, Pinecone let out a few little whimpers that expressed guilt and worry for the cat.

Gideon looked up at Pinecone. “I know, pooch. Don’t worry, okay? I’ll check on him.” Gideon knelt down to Frost’s side. “You okay, Frost?” he asked.

Frost was breathing somewhat heavily from laughing so hard earlier. He was tired, but relatively okay all things considered. “Y-Yeah…I’m good.” Frost took Gideon’s hand and got pulled back onto his feet. “Goodness…I know puppies are playful, but…” He smiled a bit. “To say Pinecone’s size helped him, is a fairly big understatement.” Frost admitted.

“I’ll say…” Gideon scratched Frost’s right ear, just to see what would happen.

And just as he predicted, Frost let out a cat-like yelp and curled his neck in. “AH- G-Gideon!” Frost leaned his head back slightly as giggles overcame him. “Plehease dohohon’t! Nohot you tohohohoo!” He reached up to try and get his fingers away.

“Huh…” Gideon stopped the scratching. “So that one’s pretty ticklish. But…” Gideon moved his fingers to the other ear and started scratching there. “Is this one worse?” He asked.

Frost threw his head back, and wiggled his ears in an attempt to get his fingers off. “Stahahap!” Frost wiggled his ears. “Cohohome ohohon!” Frost almost whined, trying to run away from him.

“Oh no you don’t.” Gideon wrapped his left arm around Frost, and resumed scratching his ears.

“eeEEEK! NONONODAHAHAMMIHIHIHIT! HAHAHAhahahahaha!” Frost squealed, before falling into a fit of cackles.

“I Gotta say, Pinecone found some gold right there.” Kremy admitted.

“Hell yeah, he did…And I’m gonna keep diggin’ till I find more.” Gideon declared.

Frost’s laughter seemed to soften a little bit the moment Gideon’s nails scratched at the side of his ear. “GIHIhihidee- Hahaha! D-dohohohon’t!” Frost yelled out, trying and failing to wiggle out of his grip.

“Don’t what?” Gideon asked.

“Tickle mehehehehee!” Frost yelled back.

“You sure about that?” Gideon asked with a smirk.

“Yehehehess! What dohoho yohou thihihihink?!” Frost yelled back.

“Damn, dude! Watch the attitude!” Gideon looked at Frost from the side. “If ya wanted to be tickled so badly, ya could’ve just asked nicely.”

“Whahahat-?” Frost gasped and doubled over as Gideon’s fingers dug into his sides. Laughter exploded from Frost’s mouth as he wiggled around and gripped his hands. “GIDEON STAHAHAHAP- That’s NOT WHAT I MEHEHEANT!” He yelled.

“Holy smokes!” Kremy reacted.

“AHAAHAA! I LOVE THIS!” Gricko reacted, holding his stomach.

“WHAHAT PART OF DOHOHON’T TIHICKLE MEHEHEHE DOHON’T YOU UNDERSTAHAHAHAND?!” Frost shouted at them.

Gideon snickered. “Last I recall, you said ‘tickle me’, not ‘don’t tickle me’.” He told him.

“SHUHUHUT UHUP!” Frost yelled back.

“You should’ve realized what you were saying before you said it.” Kremy said, walking up to Gideon. “Mind if I help?” He asked.

“Go ahead!” Gideon replied.

“NO, NO, KREMYNO!” The moment the poor Tabaxi’s hip was squeezed by Kremy, it was all over. Frost had thrown his head back with a long, quiet wheeze before being overcome with cackles…A long fit of cackles.

But Kremy somewhat ignored these cackles…as some other sound managed to catch his attention. “Whoa…” Kremy looked up at Gideon as he placed his hand on Frost’s shoulder. He could feel something…unusual. “You feeling that?” Kremy asked.

“Yeah, I am.” Gideon felt for the feeling again…And sure enough, he could feel the vibrations.

“He’s…vibrating?” Kremy asked.

Gideon smirked. “I think the word you’re looking for is purring.” Gideon explained, recognizing the distinctual vibrations.

Frost covered his mouth as his mouth started to let out little bits of purrs in between the laughter. But no matter how much he tried to hide it, it was mainly the physical vibrations throughout his body that was the main giveaway.

Gideon was shocked, to say the least. He couldn’t believe it! Was Frost loving this? He had to be! But to be absolutely sure, Gideon looked over at Gricko. “Hey Gricko!” Gideon called.

Gricko sat himself up. “Yeah?”

“Has Frost ever purred for you before?” Gideon asked.

Gricko widened his eyes and ran up to Frost. “Yeah, he has!”

“Grihihicko dohohon’t!” Frost was doing all he could to cover his face and snout. But with his face covered, Frost wasn’t able to hide his ticklish spots from Gricko. And let’s just say…Gricko most certainly knew all of Frost’s ticklish spots.

“Let’s see…” Gricko muttered to himself. He placed his hand onto Frost’s chest, and immediately felt the purrs. “Yup! He’s purring alright!” He replied proudly. “And if I remember this correctly…” Gricko started to mutter to himself as he scratched his finger around his upper neck.

“NAHA! Grihihicko-” Frost squeezed his eyes shut and braced for impact. He knew exactly what he was doing, and he knew there was no way to stop him.

“One of these spots will make him…” Gricko gasped slightly as he heard the sound. “There we go!” Gricko replied.

Gideon dropped his jaw as he heard it: A…whimper? A chirping sound? Wait…what was it?! And why in the hell was it so cute?!

“He’s chirping like a birdy!” Gricko reacted, making it happen again with a few more scratches.

Gideon slowly let go of Frost. “Oh my god…”

“Isn’t it cute?!” Gricko reacted.

“I’ve never heard that sound before!” Kremy reacted.

“Frost told me that tabaxis make the sound when they see birds or rodents.” Gricko giggled. “But just a little scritchy-scritchy on his neck right here…” Gricko smirked as the chirping sound left Frost’s mouth. “Will make him chatter!” He explained.

“That’s adorable! Ain’t it, Gid?” Kremy asked, gently elbowing Gideon.

“It is, but…I think he needs to breathe.” Gideon admitted.

“Alright, alright. You’re right.” Gricko removed his fingers and gave Frost some space. “There ya go.”

Frost had gone almost completely limp in Gideon’s arms. Not wanting Frost to fall onto the ground again, Gideon placed Frost onto a bench nearby. “Alright, I promise I’ll actually help you now.” He told him as he sat down beside him. “You still okay?”

Frost let out some huffs of breath. “When…When I’m better…*huff, huff*...I’m gonna…get my revenge…On both of you…” Frost warned, pointing one finger each towards Gideon and Gricko.

Now, Gricko wasn’t threatened by Frost’s warning. And you’d think that Gideon wouldn’t be bothered by the threat either. But…considering this was a threat from Frost of all people, Gideon had zero problem treating his words as a genuine threat. If there was going to be revenge from Frost, it will happen...and it’s likely going to happen very, very soon…

[quackle]

Are there any opinions of certain characters change after finish season 2?

Before S2:

After S2:

more rambles about certain rank changes under cut:

damien: damien was always best boy but now he's S tier best boy. he's in rotting my brain tier essentially. he played such a solid game with the immunity idol + winning immunity all on his own. i'm so proud of him. (and he will get to that s3 finale as a finalist TRUST!!!)

mk and julia: they hard carried this season and therefore moved up in the ranks. congrats to evil yuri. also thanks to them i got more motivation to write fics so a tier it is <3

wayne and raj: also hard carried this season so they moved up in b tier. i was so glad we got to see more if them, one of them all the way to the finale to get the win and all! hoot hoot!!!! <3

scary girl: i know she was only here for two eps, but i really grew more attached to her after the whole "she (tries to) throw out social norms to appear more normal" bit. like. she has the setup to be such an interesting antagonist/meaningful character for people who don't fit societal norms. idk i love her (im biased <3)

ripper: i thought he was more tolerable this season. dare i say he made me laugh and feel even. i was kinda bummed when he left; i wanted more of his character. but alas.

caleb: he was only d tier in s1 because he didn't really have that many character traits. now that we know him, i can conclude that he's c tier. the caleb tier if you will. he still ain't the worst, he's just... well i talk more about my overall caleb opinion in this post so yeah lol.

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Shadow Pt. 2 (Migi & Dali Analysis)

Part 1

Part 3

Part 4

Keep in mind *spoilers* throughout the whole story are discussed below.

In the previous post, I argued that Dali hid in Migi's shadow to punish himself for what happened to Eiji and perhaps for the aftermath of the revenge quest that he started. In this post, I will attempt to prove this theory.

First, let us establish that Dali had a suppressed desire to live his own life with the Sonoyamas. Though Dali has mostly shown behavior unlike that of a typical 13-year-old boy, he was still one himself, and had his own desires and interests (e.g. reading, eating omelets, laughing at Migi, etc.). He suppressed this side of himself due to his duty to get revenge, but there were always moments where his true self slips, allowing the Sonoyamas to identify him as an intellectual child and the viewer to build an accurate caricature of Dali's true self. His nightmare also showed his fear of being left unloved and unable to live his own life as well as his craving for love and affection from the Sonoyamas. Also, the scene with Fidelite waiting to eat food is an indicator of Dali's desire since Dali can be associated with Fidelite via symbolism.

Thus, Dali wanted to live his own life with the family. Furthermore, Migi and the Sonoyamas wanted Dali to live together with them, so Dali knew that he could have it if he chose to take it. Hence, it is reasonable to conclude that the reason he initially didn't take something that he not only wanted but was also offered to him was because he believed he didn't deserve it.

In addition, we note the strangeness of Dali's decision when put into context. The revenge quest was finally over, and from the previous post, Dali seemed ready to go back home with Eiji and live with the Sonoyamas as triplets. However, Eiji surrenders himself to the police and is arrested, and the next we see of Dali is him sitting sadly under the table.

Therefore, it is reasonable to conclude that Eiji's arrest was directly correlated with Dali's clear reversal in attitude from hope to despair.

The theory proposed here does indeed address both observations sufficiently. Now, I want to list the evidence to support this theory.

It was really Dali who wanted revenge and it was Dali who orchestrated all of the plots. Sure, he uncovered the truth behind his mother's death, but there was a heavy price to pay: Migi was hurt and almost killed multiple times, Micchan was captured and later killed, and Eiji's life was potentially ruined after he killed Reiko and was arrested. Dali's revenge had significant consequences, and it wouldn't surprise me if Dali was aware of this.

Dali's scar is highlighted when he tells Migi why he can't come out. The scar is what remains after the revenge quest concluded, so Dali may have viewed his scar as proof of his sins, his failure to bring Eiji home and ease his suffering, and perhaps as a mark of the monster he saw himself as.

Eiji's arrest was likely the most significant factor. At first, Dali wanted revenge because his own family was destroyed, but he later sympathized with Eiji and realized he was a victim of his parents' sins just like himself. He tried to save Eiji and began to see hope in redemption for them both, but Eiji turned himself in. Now, it was Eiji whose family was destroyed and it was Eiji who was forced to be alone, and Dali likely couldn't forgive himself for this, as if he was taking revenge against himself.

As hinted by Dali, he and Eiji are similar in many ways, such as having a strong sense of justice, being tough on themselves, and rejecting happiness. Eiji tried to burn the house and himself to death after killing Reiko and later turned himself in because of his overwhelming guilt. It wouldn't surprise me if Dali forced himself to be Migi's shadow for a similar reason. Furthermore, Dali said he hated Eiji because they were similar, so this could hint at Dali hating himself as well.

Dali living in the shadows while Migi lives in the light highlights the light/dark motif of the twins. Dali likely sees Migi as blameless and pure-hearted but sees himself as a monster stained with sin. He likely became aware of this after he had almost killed Migi and consequently began to resent himself. It wouldn't surprise me if he felt that he had no right to live in the light because he might continue to hurt others.

Hopefully, this is enough to prove this theory. In the next post, I'll go over some alternative theories I had and why I rejected them.

Next part:

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