#you’ll see that i’m simply not normal about fates

[dovalore]

daily doodles 22nd april - 28th april

[bonny-kookoo]

Jungkook

YEARNING || Intro

Some meetings are nothing but fleeting coincidence- others are what we call fate.

Tags/Warnings: Dragonblood!Prince!Jungkook, Human!Reader, Angst, Some fluff if you squint?, Jungkook is emotionally constipated oops

Length: 4.8k Words

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It’s been a long time since you’ve been put in your cell, and yet, you don’t provide the castle guards with any answers they might seek.

The straw pinches and picks at your skin, but it’s warm and soft whenever you sleep. The food you receive is barely enough to fill you, but it keeps you alive, and gives you something to do during the day. The only sunlight you get is from a small, barred up opening far up on the back wall of your cell- one of many, placed in rows, but always with a wall in between each cage to separate the prisoners. Isolate them.

Today, it’s raining.

Two guards enter the hall underground you’re in, opening your cell. “looks like you’ll get a shower.” One chuckles, before he puts the shackles around your wrists, tugging you out by the chain that connects them to one another. This is also not new. Sometimes, they’ll put you out in the snow, or the wind, or today- the rain.

But you’ve got nothing to say.

The light stings your eyes as you can hardly see, stumbling more than walking after the guard who chains your hands to a large, wooden construct meant to hold onto the chain from your shackles. “Maybe it’ll wash the grime off.” The guard jokes to the one next to him, before he leaves your already shivering body behind.

As your eyes adjust to the brightness, you look up- finally able to see the flying dragons above clearly, their wings keeping them circling in the skies, colors mixing.

This is why you’re here.

Dragons are seen as dangerous, wild and violent creatures that humanity needs to be protected from. Therefore, dragon eggs and nests need to be reported, and any sightings too- so when you failed to do so, and even offered a once injured beast shelter, you’ve made yourself an enemy to the kingdom.

Especially because you refuse to reveal where it went after you’ve nursed it back to health.

And you will continue to stay quiet, because you know that dragons aren’t the vile beings they’re made out to be. No- the real beasts are the humans here, who enslave their own people just for choosing to help an injured creature that’s not of the same kind.

This isn’t fair.

And if that is what life is all about- you don’t want it.

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They throw a young man into the cell right next to yours, where you’re still laying on the floor, still recovering from the rain and cold from yesterday.

He can’t be just a normal human being- the jewelry he still wears on his face and ears distinctive, just like the ink beneath his skin. He’s probably one of the dragonblood people.

He watches you for a good while, before he actually speaks, quietly so. “what did you do?” He asks, and your eyes look at him from where you’re laying on the floor near the hay.

“…I hid a dragon from the kingdom.” You answer just as quietly, eyes closing again.

“Why?” the young man asks.

“Because it.. was hurt.” You simply offer the truth.

“Did they survive?” He questions further, and you nod, a smile tugging on your lips.

“Can you hear them?” the man asks, but you shake your head.

“I’m not one of them.” You answer. “I’m just.. human.” You tell him, and he falls quiet again.

Having nothing more to say.

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Today, they’ve taken you both out again. Him in the cage, you chained up near him, hands bound by shackles attached to a wooden post.

It’s nighttime, and they’ve not yet taken you back inside like usual.

“You cannot hear them..” Comes a voice from the side, the young man turned towards you, the fire of a nearby torch reflecting off of his dark eyes. You nod- he’s most likely been imprisoned for a reason regarding dragons as well. “and yet you helped them?”

You shrug, which is barely noticeable amongst your shaking body. “..it felt unfair t-to leave it and l-let it be captured.” You admit to him. “E-everything was fine.” You say, and he just watches you, only a few larger dragons now left in the skies above. “but- b-but then I fought with my brother. And so he wrote a letter t-to the court.” You giggle, remembering the poor writing of his. Frankly, you couldn’t write at all- but still. For someone who thinks so highly of himself such as your brother, he sure lacks in every task and talent.

“What did you fight about?” the young man wonders.

“H-he had told me I had t-to leave the house we inherited from our p-parents, because he’d found a potential woman for himself.” You say. “A-and I told him to at least let me stay in the c-cabin close by.” You explain, voice stammering due to the cold. “He said I couldn’t. So we fought. Because.. I had nowhere else to go.” You admit. “I was scared.”

The young man is silent at that.

“can you hear them?” You ask, eyes closed as you hear his own chains move around with him as he adjusts his sitting position.

“I can.” He tells you, and you smile.

“Do you think they know?” You wonder, an open question he interprets as you asking if they know of your past actions for them. “maybe t-that’s why they’re above..” you figure, and it’s quiet for a moment.

“They know.” He tells you, and you nod, accepting that answer. He’s most likely just trying to comfort you, and you appreciate that. Your shivering slowly stops, and you know it’s not a good sign.

“I’m glad.” You say to him, tension leaving your body as you open your eyes again- surprised to see him look at you still, but his gaze doesn’t unsettle you like it does the guards. Maybe because to you, he’s an equal. He’s just as much in this situation as you are.

“Hold on a bit longer.” He says, and you’re not sure what he means by that- when suddenly, something crashes down, sky darkening as it fills with dragons, fire filling up the ground for a moment as one of them shields the young man from the guards approaching. He’s saying something, you’re not sure what- as his cage is torn and bent apart, steel unable to hold it’s shape against the claws of the beasts claiming the skies and mountains as theirs.

A dark brown dragon approaches you, bites at the chains of your shackles, before they break and have you released- body falling to the wet ground, where it is picked up by hands to be placed on the back of the beast.

You’re not very aware what happens. You just feel cold- and oddly warm, all at the same time.

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When you wake up, you’re warm- and also, not alone.

There’s multiple little.. animals? All laying on the blankets that cover you- and as you look closer, you realize they’re young dragons. “Oh, you’re awake.” A man says, noticing your opened eyes. “I was worried you might need more time. My name is Seokjin.” He offers, before adjusting a pillow. “You’re.. somewhere safe. That’s all you need to know for now.” He kindly offers, when the door opens.

“Oh, she’s up.” The other man says, politely nodding towards you. “I’ll tell the kitchen that she’ll eat too?” He asks, and Seokjin nods.

“But only some soup for now, the same as the others we took in.” He explains. “and yes, that includes Jungkook. Make sure he doesn’t steal anything from the kitchen.” He says, as the man chuckles and leaves. “That was Taehyung, by the way. He’s mainly responsible for the young hatchlings- but he’s also in charge of handling the new Hiwerns we took in.”

“…Hiwern?” You wonder, and Seokjin nods.

“yes. Hiwerns- are you not one?” he wonders as be helps you sit up. “Jungkook didn’t tell us much about you, so I assumed you were- despite you being rather.. small.” He says, and only now do you notice how tall he is.

“Jungkook?” you ask, unsure. “the.. other prisoner?” You ask, and Seokjin smiles.

“Yes. He was taken after he got caught off guard.. but we all know what the prince is like.” He laughs, making your eyes widen. “Wait.. you.. seem confused.”

“I am.” You say. “I’m not.. I don’t know anything about a.. prince?” You question, when someone walks in-

The man you remember.

“Jin, why do I need to keep eating soup- oh.” He notices, looking at you before his face becomes more gentle. “Hello. It’s good to see you up.”

“She’s a bit confused.” Seokjin says, as Jungkook nods.

“I figured.” He simply sighs. “I’ll talk to you later. I’d like to talk to her alone right now.” He requests, and Seokjin leaves, while Jungkook stays behind to sit on the edge of your bed.

He looks different. Skin clean, and dressed in clearly well made clothes- fit for a prince, like Seokjin had mentioned. “ask away. You must have many questions judging by the way you look.” Jungkook says, and you look to the little dragon hatchling that curls up near your legs, continuing to sleep.

“Hiwern.” You begin. “What.. is that?” You wonder.

“I’m a Hiwern. So is he, and almost everyone else here.” He simply replies. “Hiwerns are.. people who have dragon blood inside of them. We’re like.. descendants of the more traditional dragons, so to say. That’s why we can hear them, and speak their language.” He offers as an explanation. “that’s a very simplified version of it all. But you don’t need to know much more than that.” Jungkook says.

“…and you’re a prince?” You ask a bit more hesitant, and he nods.

“I am. At least, for the Hiwern people.” He shrugs. “for your people I’m nothing more than a monster.” He says, and you shamefully look down.

“What.. what is going to happen to me?” You wonder, and he just smiles as he gets up, hissing a bit probably due to his injuries he sustained while captured.

“You’ll heal. After that, we’ll bring you back to your people.” He reassures you, as he opens the door to let Seokjin back inside-

Leaving you with a dark wish to never heal at all.

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The snow is deep, as you and Jungkook walk through the woods in the mountains together.

You’re humming a song that catches his attention, making him turn to look at you over his shoulder. “how do you know this song?” He questions.

“My mother hummed it often. I just.. picked it up.” You answer a bit hesitant. “I can stop if you want..” you say, but he shakes his head.

“its no problem.” He answers. “your voice is.. soothing to listen to.”

“What is.. the song about?” You ask, awkwardly asking your questions because you don’t want to overstep a line- but this is a unique opportunity to satisfy some curiosity you’ve always had.

“The song of the daughter.” He answers. “it’s.. a tale of the first Hiwern daughter of the mountains.” Jungkook explains. “according to.. tales, there were once four daughters born from a dragon mother. One in the mountains, one near the sea, one in the desert, and one in the woods.” He recites. “and they gave their gift of dragonblood to their children, and so on. That’s how.. we apparently came to be. Sons and daughter’s born and travelled, and we eventually formed our own society.” He shrugs.

“So.. there’s Hiwerns all over the world?” You ask, and he nods.

“But since the royal families have made the act of dragon-speech illegal, we have been hiding.” He explains. “where is.. your family?” Jungkook asks as he walks further down the mountains with you.

“My mother was hung a few years ago, for.. the same thing I was supposed to be hung for.” You say, walking next to him. “but.. they didn’t hang me, because they wanted me to tell them where the dragon went.” You explain. “so they could find the nest.”

Jungkook stays quiet for a while, before he speaks again. “You said you have a brother?” Jungkook asks, and you nod.

“I was living with him after my mother died. Until.. he sent a letter out that exposed what I’d done.” You say.

“He’s a human too, I assume?” Jungkook wonders, and you nod your head.

“though we are only somewhat blood related. We have the same father, but not the same mother.” You tell him. He nods, quietly, before he walks further.

“this is as far as I’ll take you.” He says, before offering the bag to you. “There’s rations in here, and something to help you on your way.”

“You didn’t have to do that.” You tell him, but he shakes his head.

“take it as.. me repaying the kindness you’ve shown before.” He offers. Under different circumstances, he would’ve let you stay with him- but he can’t simply trust a kind face and gentle hands in times like these.

You’re still human. And humans can’t be trusted.

So you nod your goodbye, quietly, as you walk away from him and towards an uncertain future-

Leaving the prince with a slightly bitter taste on his tongue.

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Jungkook knows what the dragons are doing just a few days after you left- but that doesn’t mean he quite understands their reasons for doing it.

Sure, you’ve helped a young dragon in the past. And sure, you’ve been very sweet to the hatchlings too for the very short time you’ve been here. But why do all dragons seem to have this.. strange interest in you?

“You seem in thought.” Namjoon asks, as he places his books back into their respective spots in his library.

“I am.” Jungkook’s responds, looking out the window. “There’s.. do the dragons seem to be acting.. strange to you?” He asks, and Namjoon turns around to face him.

“..You’re talking about her.” He says, and Jungkook nods.

“They’re not very clear in their reasoning as to why they seem so interested in her.” Jungkook says. “and it’s most certainly neither prey drive nor distrust.”

“Its curiosity.” Namjoon finishes, as he puts another book between two others to keep them all in order. “Maybe because she’s living out in the open. From what I’ve heard, she’s not gone to any villages yet.”

“No.” the prince denies. “they.. almost watch over her.” He shakes his head, arms crossed. “Feann keeps flying over the area she currently resides in. And Gowren apparently keeps her company at night.” He explains, remembering the things he’s heard from the wild dragons of the area. “But they refuse to tell me their reasons as to why.”

“protectiveness. Interesting, considering she’s got no Hiwern blood.” Namjoon agrees with the prince’s suspicion. “they should naturally be wary of her- but if you remember, the hatchlings didn’t mind her either.” He offers.

You definitely spoke the truth when claiming that you were human, that much he knows. So why this interest in you?

“Maybe you could send out someone to check up on her.” Namjoon says. “I know this is making you nervous.”

“I probably have to.” Jungkook agrees. “I don’t want them to become too friendly with a human. The younglings might misunderstand, and lose their natural fear of humans.” He worries, and Namjoon nods.

“How about you send out Hoseok? Yoongi might be human, but he would most likely just intimidate her.” He proposes. “and, Hoseok is faster.”

“You’re right.” Jungkook nods. “thank you.” He nods,

Walking out the library to find the man in question right away.

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“Oh.” You say, spotting Hoseok walking towards you. You’ve seen him before, fleetingly, but you can remember faces well.

“You’ve come fairly far.” The man tells you, before he nods politely, and sets down a small bag of things. “these are sent by Seokjin.” He informs you, and you accept the bag that’s filled with some foods for you to eat, as well as a blanket.

“I- I’ll be out of the area soon, I promise.” You tell Hoseok. “I’m just.. not that fast.”

“There’s no need to rush, really-“ He starts, when suddenly, a young but large dragon clumsily makes its way down to instead almost.. shield you from the man?

“Huh?” you’re caught off guard, and mostly confused.

“This is.. something else.” Hoseok says, before he says something in a language you don’t understand- and you take it as a message to leave, as you slowly get up from your spot, to bury the remnants of the little fire you made, so you don’t draw too much attention to your existence. “where are you going?” Hoseok asks.

“Away.” You answer. “I’m not sure where to.. but I really don’t want to cause any problems for you or anyone else, really.” You explain yourself. “Prince Jungkook gave me the chance to be set free and start over- it would be ungrateful not to take it.” You tell him, and he nods.

It's not his place to question your actions.

And so he makes his way back, returns to the safety of his home and hidden town hidden by the high up mountains, where Namjoon already informs him that the prince wants to hear what he’s found right away.

“She gives her thanks. For the supplies I’ve given her- though I did not reveal the actual sender, like you told me to.” Hoseok says as he sits down with Jungkook, who’s just finished eating in his room.

“..was she well?” He asks, and the older Hiwern nods.

“She seemed fairly good given her situation.” He offers. “she is leaving the area as we speak.”

“I did not tell you to send her away.” Jungkook growls a bit argumentative, and Hoseok shakes his head.

“I know. It’s her choice she made herself.” He instead answers, though it doesn’t seem to pacify the prince very much. “why? She’s right in saying that it is for the best.”

“Id argue against that. Its for our best- but not hers.” Jungkook mumbles, understanding very well that you can’t just waltz back into the human towns as if nothing happened. You’re still wanted after all- and this time they won’t be so lenient, he’s sure of it.

“How come you’re so concerned, yet you sent her away?” Hoseok asks, curious. “We’ve taken Yoongi in, years ago. So it’s not like what she is could be the problem.” He almost teases.

“I don’t know.” Jungkook answers, leaning his chin on his hand. “I don’t.. I’m not sure about her.”

“You’re scared of a human?” the older dragonblood laughs, but the prince just rolls his eyes.

“it’s not fear. But.. uncertainty.” He admits instead. “The dragons are awfully attached. And so is my blood.” He says, referring to his inner dragon. “I’ve been.. dreaming of her.”

“Oh no, I’d rather not know.” Hoseok jokes.

“Trust me, I’d rather have simple desire filled visions than.. whatever it is that’s going on. If it was just sexual dreams I’d at least have a proper explanation as to what I’m supposed to do about it.” Jungkook shakes his head. “But instead, I just.. hear her sing.”

“Sing?” Hoseok wonders, interested.

“Humming, to be precise. The song of the Daughter.” The prince explains. “it keeps echoing in my head, and it’s quite frankly starting to drive me crazy.”

“And you think sending her away will help?” the older man asks without needing an answer. “it’s what you think you need to do, but what you actually need-“ hoseok stands up to place a hand on his friend’s shoulder. “-is an answer.”

“..You’re right.” The prince runs a hand over his face. “I’ll send out someone to find her, and bring her here. I can’t go on like this.” He says with frustration, before getting up to talk to Namjoon.

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Maybe, sending Yoongi was not quite the brightest idea the prince has had.

Because Yoongi notices quickly, that despite being on horseback, there’s no catching you. He’s spotted you already, has called out to you- but just like a freshly hatched dragon youngling, you seem to have an ingrown fear of anything remotely human. And the distrust is also clear, as you do not seem to care about his explanation of being sent by the Hiwern prince himself.

He can’t blame you. A former slave himself, he knows that his own kind is never to be believed.

There’s no arguing with you, as you play a game of hide and seek it seems like, and in a way, it’s almost an exciting change of pace for the usual slow and steady life in the mountains. “Please stop-!” He calls out again as he spots you once more-

But you’re running. And by the dragons above, you’re fast.

His horse is trying to keep up, even through the trees and bushes, but you’re at an advantage as you jump and duck your way left and right, until you find yourself out in the open, a river flowing past in quick motion. You would’ve had to cross it either way. There’s no way around it.

“Don’t do that!” Yoongi warns, well aware of the slippery stones and strong current most likely becoming a death trap if underestimated- and you seem to do just that, as you make your way through, legs soaking up the cold water. “stop- you’ll get hurt!” He calls out once more, but you just glare at him-

A fire equal to a dragon’s breath in your eyes.

And then, you slip, and fall right into the water, making Yoongi lead his horse as fast as it can run next to the riverbed, to keep an eye on you as best as he can- but the moment you seem to lose consciousness, he knows he’s lost.

“fuck!” Yoongi curses, horse refusing to move m as a dragon dives down from above to help- body blocking the river for a moment to catch yours against it, giving Yoongi an opportunity to drag you out and into the nearby grass.

The silvery dragon watches intensely as Yoongi helps you cough up the water swallowed, while others swarm the skies as if they heard the commotion and came to see for themselves. “can you hear me? What hurts?” Yoongi asks, concerned but also annoyed- and you just shiver for the moment, seemingly accepting whatever fate might fall onto you.

The fellow human sighs, before he moves to his horse to fetch a blanket he packs for emergencies- wrapping it around you, before he helps you onto its back to bring you where Jungkook had requested you to.

He's holding onto you with one arm, your body leaning against his front as you sit in front of him. “…how will I die?” You ask with a hoarse voice.

He chuckles. “hopefully not at all.” He answers. “The prince will already scold me enough for having you fall into the river.”

You sleepily watch the dragons above follow hou both- and decide that you believe him.

“I’m sorry.” You apologize.

“no need.” The man denies. “I can understand. And I would’ve been just as wary if I was you.” He offers.

“Why.. do I have to go back?” You wonder. “did I do something wrong?”

“I’m not sure, but it’s nothing bad.” He reassures you, as he’s let through by the guards stationed a good while before the town begins. “you can sleep soon. Hold out a bit longer.” He requests, and you nod, trying hard to do just that.

But just as a concerned looking Hoseok and Seokjin help you down the horse, you can’t stay awake any longer.

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“She’s still asleep.” Seokjin says, as Jungkook stands in front of the door to your room, as he’s been told.

“It is almost noon. I need to see her-“ the prince argues, but the older man shakes his head as he takes the hand from the door.

“She needs to rest first.” He urges.

“Rest?” Jungkook questions. “What happened?”

“According to Yoongi, she was scared and did not believe him when he told her he was sent by your request.” Jin explains. “She ran off, and fell into the river close to the south border of the woods. Qen helped- if she didn’t block the river and catch her, we most likely would’ve lost her.” He says.

Jungkook stares at the door.

“I’d like to see her, still.” He says, unsure why he feels this urge. He really should let you rest, but he at least wants to look at you, for reasons he’s not sure of.

“But do be quiet.” Seokjin sighs, as he opens the door to the room you’re sleeping in, a hatchling having entered from the window, sleeping soundly on your legs.

Jungkook walks in with stealth, not wanting to disturb your rest.

He stays near the door, not walking any closer, and it helps his ache quite a bit already to just see you sleep there. Like his mind if finally reassured again that you’re close by and taken care of, his chest feels lighter, not as constricted as before.

This is wrong.

The signs all point to one simple answer, and he knows it, as does Namjoon, and most likely Seokjin and Hoseok as well. But a connection like that can’t be, isn’t meant to work and shouldn’t be condoned nor explored by himself. You do not belong in his world, and neither does he belong into yours.

He has to fulfill his own blood’s final task, after all- bring a Hiwern child into this world, to keep his people alive for another generation. Something that only a hiwern Mother can do for him, as dragonblood is only given to the child by the mother, not the father.

He would betray his entire kind if he was to give into whatever this sick and twisted joke of nature is.

And he can’t do that, especially not as a prince. He’s got a duty to fulfill, he’s viewed as a leader and example. Anyone else would most likely be looked past- but not him. All eyes are on him, at all times.

He can’t do this.

So he instead makes his way out the door again, to find Namjoon and cut this bond before it can get any tighter.

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“I do not care.” Jungkook argues, pacing from side to side in front of the window of his study, Namjoon sitting down with a troubled expression on his face. “Yoongis situation is not the same as mine. He will bring a Hiwern child into this world, I will not of I let this happen.” The prince argues.

“You don’t even know if she has any emotional connection to you.” Namjoon tries to explain. “If you would just take some time and-“

“And what? Let this bond grow until we both get hurt when we inevitably have to sever it?” The prince scoffs. “I will not be the reason my kind fails to survive.”

“You’re acting as if we’re on the brink of extinction..” Namjoon tells him. “What are you so scared of?” He worries, and Jungkook falls silent, as he looks outside the window.

“Of setting a wrong example.” He mumbles. “Even if the people accept it, what if it sets off a chain reaction I can’t control? Humans aren’t to be trusted, let alone get close to. The fear we teach our children has to stay intact.”

“And it will. Yoongi still can’t get close to any of the younger-“ Namjoon starts, but Jungkook snaps his head around, still upset.

“And yet she seems to be considered as a surrogate mother for the hatchlings. Namjoon, you’ve seen it too- I don’t know what sick joke they’re playing on me right now, but I can’t let this continue.” The prince says. “she will leave, after we separate the bond. And that’s final.”

“I hope you know that you’re asking a lot of me.” Namjoon lowly says, and Jungkook nods, serious.

“and if you can’t do it,” Jungkook says, before turning around again-

“Then I’ll find someone else who will.”

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[cal-kestis]

HOW TO: Do a Motion Blur Transition Using Timeline or Frame Animation

Hi! Someone asked me for a tutorial on the transition effect in the second gif of this set (also featured in this set and the text on this set). So, here it is! This is one of the easiest and least tedious of the gif transition effects in my opinion — and I’m going to go over how to do it both in Timeline and Frame Animation (using the screencap method). Disclaimer: This tutorial assumes you have a basic understanding of gif-making in Photoshop.

PHASE 1: PREP

This phase applies to both the Timeline and Frames method!

1.1 – Prepare your caps. (New to gif-making? Check out my basic tutorial here!) 

The key to this kind of gif is making sure your final gif, with all the transitions, won’t be too long or too big of a file to post (Tumblr’s limit is 10 MB). 

If your gif is going to be big like mine (540x500px), you might want to keep your total frames between 50-60. I decided to try getting away with a whopping 70 frames total... because I like to test fate (spoiler: my final gif ended up being 9.6 MB 🙈). Since my gif is transitioning between two scenes, that means each scene was 35 frames. 

If you aren’t doing screencaps like me, just make sure your clips are equal in length. And if you’re transitioning between more than 2 scenes (like the Mando example I linked at the beginning), you’ll have to use shorter clips/fewer frames per scene. In my Mando gif, each scene was 16 frames and my final gif was 64 frames. 

1.2 – Crop, sharpen, color, etc. as you would. For this, since you’ll probably have 2 more more sets of coloring, just make sure your coloring is only being applied to the appropriate gifs. The way I do that is by aligning my adjustment layers with my gif as you can see in the screenshot in 1.3 below.

1.3 – Arrange your frames or clips. If you’re working in Timeline, drag the clips/layers of your second gif so they’re immediately after the ones of your first gif. I like to keep things separated in Groups: 

Note: I’m keeping my text layers separate because I don’t want the motion blur to affect them. But if you wanted to make your text transition from one word to another, you can either follow the same steps I’m about to show you and apply them to your text layers, or simply merge your text layers with your gif and adjustment layers, so they can all get the motion blur filter applied to them!

If you’re working in Frames, simply paste the frames of your second gif after the frames of your first gif. Again, you can either keep your text separated or part of the motion blur.

METHOD: TIMELINE

T.1 – Divide the Timeline. Using the Scissors Tool, you’ll want to divide each gif so there are 3 small segments at the beginning and end. (3 is my go-to, however, for my Mando gif, I actually only did 2 segments because each section was already so short.)

Now there are two options for this:

OPTION 1: Simplest, 00:01 Seconds Each, Makes Duplicate Frames

You might be wondering, why on earth would I want duplicate frames? You wouldn’t, usually. But this method only causes the duplicates to happen on the blurred frames, so it’s not noticeable at all! However, if you’re like me (read: Type A) — just knowing there are duplicate frames may bother you. If that’s you, go to Option 2.

Each of these segments are the absolute smallest Photoshop will allow, a duration of 00:01. 

Sometimes Timeline won’t let you cut things that short (for me, this typically only happens at the end of a clip). So my work around is to cut the segment so it’s 00:02 seconds long, then drag the clip until it’s as small as it can be. Here’s a gif showing that process:

You can see that after I dragged the clip so it would be 00:01, I also dragged the big clip over so it would still continue as normal. Timeline is neat because, even if you divide a clip, each segment can be dragged back to its full length. 

OPTION 2: 00:02 / 00:01 / 00:02, No Duplicate Frames

Timeline works in a weird way... when you move forward one frame by clicking the right arrow, you don’t always see movement in your gif. And if you don’t line up the clips properly with the movement, it can create duplicate frames. The easy way to fix this is by making the 3 segments 00:02, 00:01, and 00:02 seconds respectively. This goes for the segments at the beginning and end. 

You can see the duration of each segment and an example of how the gif doesn’t move on certain frames in this gif of my workspace:

T.2 – Apply the Motion Blur filter in varying distances or strengths. Now that we have all of our segments, it’s time to apply the blur. Motion Blur is under Filter > Blur > Motion Blur! 

This is the window you’ll see when you click it:

Note the fields where you can change the angle and distance. 

The angle is basically the direction in which you want the blurred effect to stretch. I always do 0 because I want my gifs to blur together horizontally — I just think it looks smooth. You can play around with it if you want to get a different effect!

The distance is what I like to refer to as the strength of the blur. But really, it’s distance because it’s how long the blurred effect is being stretched.

The rule of thumb here is to apply the filter in a gradation. The part at the beginning of one gif should go from strongest (greatest distance) to weakest (least distance). The part at the end of one gif should go from weakest to strongest. 

I keep things easy to remember and do 20, 15, 10 for the beginning and 5, 10, 15 for the end. The reason the numbers aren’t the same is because I don’t want the end of Gif 1 (which is blurred 15px distance) to be the same as the beginning of Gif 2 (which is blurred 20px distance). If they’re the same amount of blur, I don’t think the transition looks as smooth.

Here’s my entire timeline and the strength of blur I used for each of the transitional clips:

T.3 – Export That’s it! Convert from Timeline to Frames, export your gif, and there you go! 

Reminder, if you decided to do Option 1, you’ll have duplicate frames, and therefore more frames than you started out with when you initially imported caps.

METHOD: FRAMES

F.1 – Apply the Motion Blur filter in varying distances or strengths. In Timeline, we created segments. But in Frames, each frame acts as one of those segments — so we don’t need to divide anything. We can just get straight to the filter!

Now, disclaimer: the way I’m working with Frames right now is with the adjustment layers merged with the frames. I typically work in Timeline, so I colored in Timeline and then converted into Frames for this. However you work, just make sure the coloring from one part of your gif doesn’t affect the other part.

Anyway, here’s where to find Motion Blur again:

And here’s what the window will look like:

Now just apply the filter in increasing and decreasing degrees. In case you didn’t read the Timeline section, I’ll paste exactly what I said there:

Note the fields where you can change the angle and distance.

The angle is basically the direction in which you want the blurred effect to stretch. I always do 0 because I want my gifs to blur together horizontally — I just think it looks smooth. You can play around with it if you want to get a different effect!

The distance is what I like to refer to as the strength of the blur. But really, it’s distance because it’s how long the blurred effect is being stretched.

The rule of thumb here is to apply the filter in a gradation. The part at the beginning of one gif should go from strongest (greatest distance) to weakest (least distance). The part at the end of one gif should go from weakest to strongest.

I keep things easy to remember and do 20, 15, 10 for the beginning and 5, 10, 15 for the end. The reason the numbers aren’t the same is because I don’t want the end of Gif 1 (which is blurred 15px distance) to be the same as the beginning of Gif 2 (which is blurred 20px distance). If they’re the same amount of blur, I don’t think the transition looks as smooth.

Here are all my frames and the strength of the blur I used for each of the transitional frames:

Note: I wanted to mention again that I kept my text layers in a separate group and didn’t apply the transition to them:

F.2 – Export Finished! Easy peasy! 

EXPORTING TIP

If you’ve read my other tutorials, you already know this tip — but since I’m part of Discord servers where members are encouraged to share embed links to their creations, I often rearrange the order of my frames before saving them. (This tip is also handy for making sure the best frame of your gif is visible for Tumblr users who turn off auto-playing gifs.) In this case, I made frame 27 my new frame 1 because I didn’t want my embed preview to look like a blurry gif. Everything will still be in the same order, but anywhere your gif is paused, the best frame will be displayed!

Anyway, that’s it! If you have specific questions about this tutorial, my ask box is open. Hope this helps! <3

[the-merry-otter]

Since the next step of my project is doing 31 lacing holes (:sob:), imma teach y’all how to make lacing holes ✨the historical way✨!

You will need:

Thread of the right colour

Needle

An awl that goes at least as big as you want ur hole

Scissors

I recommend a long thread (I use a lil over a metre), doubled up and knotted at the ends. (It’s one of the only times I’ll do this method of threading).

Start by gently inserting the awl into the fabric. You’re trying to simply push the threads aside, not break any, so make sure the initial insert is careful. (Think of it as sliding your dagger gently between you soon-to-be-dead lover’s ribs with tears glittering in your eyes, as opposed to just violently stabbing them in the back. Be! Gentle!)

Once the initial stab has occurred, firmly slam that awl home, until your hole is as wide as you want it. You’ll probably need to twist and wiggle the awl around a lil to really get it in there.

Remove awl. Congrats, you made a hole. Be careful because this hole doesn’t like being a hole, and in fact would rather return to being normal fabric thank you very much.

Insert your needle. See how my hole isn’t remaining nice and big for long? It’s fine, that happens. Simply ignore it, and make sure where you’re inserting your needle is where you want the hole edge to be. If you need to, reinsert your awl and give it a wiggle.

For the second stitch, insert your needle a little to the left of the initial stitch. Before you draw it tight though, insert your needle back through the loop made. This will create a blanket stitch effect around the lacing hole. Pull tight.

Continue doing this stitch around the hole. Don’t worry about it being too dense, we’ll do a second pass. This is just to get the hole to keep being a hole (as you can see in the above picture, where I’ve stitched is starting to accept its fate as a hole, but where I haven’t it’s still trying to go back to its original shape. I’m about to reinsert the awl bc it’s getting ridiculous xD).

Once you’ve made one complete “pass” of the hole, I recommend popping the awl back in for one final wiggle to check it’s the size you want it to be. Then, go for a second pass with the same stitch, filling in the gaps. It doesn’t have to be solid (and keep an eye on how much thread you have - leave enough to bind off!!), but it should be pretty close together.

(Yes this is a second lacing hole - I forgot to take a photo the first time around. Don’t @ me about it)

Bind off by doing the same stitch in one place a few times, and huzzah! You have made a lacing hole. It looks something like a very tiny cursed portal to the backrooms on the back, but on the front side of the garment it should be a pretty little circle of thread :))

Also it took me I think four?? tries before I made a successful lacing hole, so maybe practice with some scrap fabric first.

I hope some peeps find this tutorial helpful! As always, my inbox is open for questions 😄

Now, time to go finish the other 29 lacing holes. (*sobs*)

[sc0tters]

What’s Best For You | Adam Fantilli

summary: with the draft hanging over Adam’s head and the view of you getting on with another man brings the end of your relationship, but what happens when you two see each other again?

request: yes/no

warnings: none

prompt: “if you leave don’t come back.”

word count: 2.21k

authors note: I wasn’t planning on writing this one but Adam got the hatty yesterday and I figured we should celebrate him. This isn’t like my normal writing as I got the whole idea for the prompt at like 2 in the morning and just went with it. If you want to see more from the 500 celly you can do so here!

The topic of the draft hung over you both like a bad smell that you couldn’t shake.

Each time one of you brought it up the other would change the subject usually muttering on about how “fate would take its course” or “it’s out of our control so let’s not worry.” But tonight Adam seemed like he was on a mission.

You two had left a party early after Adam saw JJ flirting with you. Now the Fantilli boy wasn’t jealous, he knew you would never cross that line with another man because you loved Adam.

But there was something about that image that he couldn’t stop thinking about. From the way the blonde laughed at your jokes or how your eyes lit up when you saw him.

At first Adam thought you were just friends who had a few classes together, yet that was exactly how you met Adam.

And after nights of staying up wondering what he was meant to do about leaving you, it seemed that tonight he finally had his answer “why are you saying this?” You asked pinching the bridge of your nose in frustration.

Adam had tried to explain it to you for the fifth time but you still refused to hear his message “I can’t love you the way some guys here can if I’m on the west coast.” Adam sighed as he was predicted to go second to the Ducks all the way in Anaheim.

Whilst the boy loved you with all of his heart, to the point where you were the only thing his mind thought of when he woke up and when he went to sleep. Adam came to the conclusion that evening, that it wasn’t fair to expect you to do that long distance relationship.

Tears formed in your eyes “that’s meant to be something I decide, not you Adam!” Your voice broke as you finally realised what was going on here.

Adam was about to break up with you.

It felt like a slap in the face, the man you loved more than you ever thought you could love anyone was telling you that the last six months was all for nothing.

As much as he wanted to hug you and kiss those tears away the hockey player knew that he couldn’t, instead he had to watch them roll down your cheeks “I should go y/n.” Adam’s words had your feet dragging your body towards him.

There was no baby, darling, love, princess that fell from his lips. No, now you were simply just y/n the name you had your entire life now felt bland and boring.

You shook your head “tell me you love me.” You mumbled feeling the sadness replaced by this sense of hurt “tell me that this is all just a dream and that when I wake up you’ll be by my side.” As sobs got stuck in your throat you cut yourself off “I can’t lose you Adam.” You cried finally letting go as his silence seemed to serve as the stark reminder of the reality that was hitting you with the same strength as the cold Michigan winter air when you walk outside in the morning.

The boy shook his head “it’s for the best,” he repeated cupping your cheeks with his hands as he titled your head up so that he could kiss your forehead.

A tear from his eyes landed on your hair soaking the soft strands as his hands dropped to his sides “goodbye sweets,” Adam forced the words from his lips digging his nails into his palms as he stared at you for one final time.

Acting like he didn’t have your face memorised, each scar, each spot, each dimple, he could pinpoint them all. But this time he just wanted to see you, even if it had to be with tears streaming down your face.

As you watched Adam turn around and head back to your dorm door, the pain you were feeling morphed into anger. You were angry at how easily he was willing to give up on you two without giving you a proper reason why, how he made you feel like the only girl in the world to only go and pull the plug on it all when you least expected it. What pissed you off the most was that he had all of these opportunities to break up with you and decided that the last party of the school year was the best option “if you leave now, you better not come back.” The warning in your tone came through as Adam stopped in his tracks.

Not a single coherent thought went through his brain as all he wanted to do was turn around and kiss you whilst he told you just how stupid he was. But instead Adam simply shook his head before he walked out of your room leaving you confused, drunk and upset.

That was two months ago and Adam wanted to call you every minute of every day but he didn’t. Every time he did something he only wanted to tell you about it, but he couldn’t.

Not even you were posting things from your families lake house with none other that JJ McCarthy.

Adam knew that your lake houses were at the same lake literally two minutes away from each other because the day you learnt about it you went and told Adam all about it.

A giggle left your lips as JJ placed his hand on your shoulder “I’ve got to get to practice,” he groaned seeing the clock on the dining hall wall.

You nodded sending him a smile “I’ll see you later J,” you waved watching him nod “bye y/n.” JJ sent you a salute before he walked off.

Adam was quick to walk over to you when he realised you were now alone “what was all that about baby?” He asked leaning down to peck your lips.

Again Adam wasn’t jealous, he felt like you could be friends with anyone that your heart could dream of. But the way JJ looked at you was what made his skin crawl “JJ lives down the road from the lake house in the summer!” You explained locking your hand with his as you began walking back the boys table.

“Funny that right?” You added totally unaware of how Adam was.

To him it had to take an idiot to see that JJ liked you, and part of Adam couldn’t even blame JJ for it, you were a total catch that any guy would be lucky to get.

You stared at the picture of Adam and Luca in their suits that the older Fantilli had uploaded to his close friends story “look we don’t have to watch this if you don’t want to.” JJ sighed seeing you frown.

The draft was one thing you always watched with your grandad who now wasn’t here, so as much as you didn’t want to see Adam you weren’t doing this for him “no I’m good.” You forced a smile onto your lips.

JJ decided to not question you further as he let the volume of the tv go louder as you two watched the third pick. The boy suggested that you only started watching then to avoid seeing Adam “the Columbus Blue Jackets are proud to announce from the University of Michigan Adam Fantilli!” Your eyes went wide seeing your ex get up “what about Anaheim?” You croaked feeling yourself grow sick.

Before the boy had the chance to check on you your body pushed off the couch as you ran to the bathroom.

It had been over eight months since you had been into the Yost and the place you grew to love in your freshman year now felt foreign “if you want to leave let me know.” You felt guilty with how good JJ had been to you since the school year started.

The boy had been good to you as he always made sure you were okay. Whether it was being your company at a party or simply just checking in on you, JJ had grown to hold a special place in your heart but that didn’t make you feel any sense of comfort.

Truth was that you longed for Adam, your roommate had to go as far as delete Adam’s number from your phone after you tried calling him drunk one evening.

You sent JJ a nod as he wrapped his arm around your shoulders giving you a comforting squeeze “he isn’t here anyways.” You pointed out assuming that Adam was with his team celebrating the win against the Redwings in Detroit.

But of course the universe had to prove you wrong as the jumbotron picked up your conversation with JJ flashing your faces on the big screen. You let out a laugh pointing at it “you okay Adam?” Julia asked her son seeing the frown on his face.

Adam nodded forcing a smile on his face “she looks happy,” he shrugged trying to ignore the painful feeling that shot through his chest.

The games end came fast as the wolverines shut out Minnesota. You wanted to drag JJ out of there as you heard the rumours that Adam was there but the football star seemed to have other plans as he forced the excuse that Dylan had something for the boy.

You practically hid behind him as you didn’t know what you were going to do if you saw Adam, your brain couldn’t decide if you preferred the idea of hugging him or cursing him for putting you through the pain that he had done so.

But before you could think about it any further JJ dropped a bombshell on you “I’m going to give you guys a moment.” He mumbled moving to the side so you could lock eyes with Adam and Luca who seemed to be having a similar conversation.

Before you knew it Adam was awkwardly stood in front of you “hey,” you mumbled shoving your hands into the Michigan hoodie to hat was undeniably something you stole from Adam all those months ago.

The Fantilli boy just took the moment to stare at you and your feature as he took in how beautiful you looked “hi.” The hockey player smiled fiddling with the watch on his wrist.

It irritated you how Adam didn’t seem to feel the pain you felt, you had concealer caked beneath your eyes to avoid revealing your dark circles from that lack of sleep “how is your boyfriend?” That comment only aggravated you further as you furrowed your eyebrows.

“JJ is just my friend you dickhead.” You spat causing the boy’s eyes to go wide.

He had to say that he was surprised to hear that you were still single as that little part of him selfishly hoped that you were still in love with him “some of us find it harder to move on when we get dumped out of the blue than others.” You knew it was low but you sent the blow anyways as you had seen all of the rumours and all of the TikTok’s about Adam’s new lovers as he was seen as the dream boy of Columbus.

Adam let out a laugh causing you to cross your arms “this isn’t funny Adam.” You grumbled frowning as your now upset look was clearly highlighted.

Just like how he used to Adam cupped your cheeks forcing you to look at him “all those girls try and I can’t seem to shut up about you.” Adam’s confession had your eyebrows raising in surprise.

In all honesty you truly thought that he broke up with you so he could pursue other things when he left, or at least that was how you liked to think about it because it was easier to try to hate him for leaving you.

Your lips formed a pout “really?” It weirdly warmed your heart to hear that news. Adam nodded as he smiled “thought it was for the best ending it but the truth is I’m still crazy about you.” Adam mumbled tucking your hair behind your ear.

If anyone could see how you were feeling on the inside they’d call you pathetic as you were grinning from ear to ear “I’m sorry for leaving you baby.” Adam sighed wrapping his arms around you as he pulled you into a hug.

You let his familiar cologne invade your nostrils as you melted into his arms “I just want you back.” Most people would have been ashamed to be that open with the guy that dumped them, but for you this was simply just what your heart needed to be brought to ease after all of those late nights crying yourself to sleep.

Adams hands went back to your chin tilting your head up to see his face eyes “you never lost me.” With those words he brought his lips down to yours.

As you felt your body grow warm at that familiar feeling of his lips on yours, you both knew that your were right back where you needed to be. With him in your arms and you in his even if it was under the lights of the Yost arena, you were both home.

[happilybredbellies]

Felicia let out a cry of pure joy as she saw (and more importantly felt) the milk spraying out from her tender nipples.

Now that her milk had come in, Felicia would finally be recognized as a full-fledged hucow like all the rest of the broodmares she shared a bedroom with! No more waiting behind as her master led the other cows over to the barn for their daily milking! No more suffering the condescending smiles of her fellow broodmares as they nursed her master’s progeny from their swollen, leaking udders! She could finally take her rightful place as the farm’s newest dairy cow!

Felicia pranced down the staircase towards and made for the kitchen, her heart seeming like it might just burst with joy as everything from her widening hips to the gentle curve of her belly bounced along with her steps. She found her master reading a newspaper at the table, a steaming cup of black coffee sitting forgotten next to his free hand. Brimming with pride, Felicia strutted over to the table and bent over, squeezing a trickle of breastmilk into her master's cup and grinning up at him as the coffee turned from black to a cloudy brown. 

Her master responded with a grin of his own. “Well now, ain't this a nice surprise,” he chuckled, giving her round belly an affectionate pat. “I wasn’t expecting your milk to come in for another few months, but I guess you're just full o' surprises. Well how bout it then Felicia, would you like to go see your new pen?” 

Felicia replied with a happy moo, body practically quivering with excitement. The first lesson her master had taught her was that hucows aren’t allowed to use human speech outside of an emergency. This restriction didn’t bother her, as over the past few months at the farm, Felicia had come to understand that these simpleminded moos were a far more efficient method of communicating with her master and equally simpleminded sisters. Mooing was quick, easy, and required little thought, making it the perfect language for dimwitted livestock like her, who only had their teeny-tiny, hucow brains to work with. Brains so defective, that Felicia had already forgotten practically everything about her life before the farm.

Her master had told her this was normal. “Hucow brains just ain’t built for thinking,” he’d said when she’d asked him where she came from. “They leak memories nearly as fast as their udders leak milk, so I can’t say I’m surprised you don’t remember. But then, seeing as you’ll be spending the rest of your life as a pregnant milk dispenser, it probably don’t matter all that much anyway now does it?”

Felicia had simply nodded her head in agreement, his words making perfect sense, but she'd refrained from telling him about the strange memories that occasionally slipped in during her daydreams. Most of them centered around a woman who looked a lot like her, a reporter who’d apparently been writing an article about a series of women who'd gone missing in their sleepy, mountain town, but that couldn’t possibly be her. The woman in those memories wore human clothes, spoke human words, and tried to threaten her master! And the notion that Felicia was capable of ‘writing’ anything was preposterous! She couldn’t even read!

Not all of Felicia's memories were so confusing however. She quite liked the ones where her master forced her doppelganger to the ground and jabbed her with a syringe. Just thinking about that feisty reporter looking into a mirror, watching the last spark of her incredible intellect fade away as an unexpected creampie seals her fate, was enough to get Felicia's pregnant pussy leaking like sieve. Despite the inconsistencies, she had to admit that the expression of bliss that spread across her doppelganger's face as the man's warm cum flooded into her eager pussy was too far too similar to Felicia's own to be a coincidence. Maybe she had a twin sister that she'd forgotten about? That would be fun.

Back in the present, Felicia’s master had fetched her leash and was busy fastening it around her neck. After slipping a finger under the collar to ensure it wasn’t too tight, her master reached down and gave her ass a hard slap, urging her towards the front door. Felicia stepped outside, enjoying the warm sunlight and cool breeze on her as she was marched up to the huge red-and-white doors of her master’s barn.

The muffled moaning coming from inside quickly resolved into a deafening chorus of feminine pleasure as he forced the door open. Within were six women in six separate stalls, all of them in various stages of pregnancy, and all squealing like sows in heat as a nearby machine pumped seemingly never ending streams of milk from their swollen udders. Felicia thought they looked positively gorgeous leaning back against the wall, thighs quivering from continuous orgasms as a river of feminine juices soaked through the hay cushioning their fat asses. When they all turned to grace her with a warm smile, officially welcoming her as the newest member of their herd, Felicia felt like her heart might just explode with joy.

She couldn’t stop grinning as her master led her to a neighboring stall, clipping her leash to a metal ring on the wall before starting to fasten a pair of small plastic cups around her damp nipples. The milking machine in Felicia’s stall looked positively tiny next to those of the other cows, which just hinted at just how much bigger she was eventually going to get. While her breasts were by no means small when compared to the average human female, the watermelon-sized milk tanks sported by her fellow hucows made them seem like mosquito bites. Now that she’d started producing, Felicia would be put on supplements to help her breasts develop into a proper pair of bovine udders. But even with the supplements, it’d still take another couple pregnancies for her to catch up to her peers. 

Felicia moaned as the machine hummed to life, trickles of milk spurting into the cups before disappearing down a tube leading to a storage large tank at the back of the barn. The steady pressure of the cups did a far better job than her clumsy fingers ever could, so she simply basked in the pleasure as the machine slowly drained them of their bounty. It felt so good that Felicia barely noticed as her master laid her down on her side, lifted her leg into the air and positioned his cock against her waiting slit.

A single thrust was all it took to make Felicia cum. Her milk gushed out with greater force, the orgasm triggering a temporary increase in production. It was a trait common to all hucows, but seeing it happen to her was enough to send Felicia hurtling headfirst into her another orgasm. This was it. This was where Felicia belonged! No more lonely days, and no more bottling duty! She was part of the herd now, and she was going to make plenty of milk for her master to sell to his special friends!

Her master’s cock began to throb, his warmth flooding into her, and as Felicia let out a satisfied purr, she glanced around the room to find the other hucows staring enviously at them. There was no anger in theirs eyes, merely a deep longing to be the next one to receive their master’s attention.

This was no surprise to them. Her master always said that “A happy cow is a productive cow,” her master was fond of saying, "And everyone knows hucows are happiest with a cock between their legs and a baby in their belly. That's why I need to make sure you lot remain well-fucked during our milking sessions."

Luckily, seeing as it was Felicia’s first time, she’d likely be getting the bulk of their master’s attention today, and probably the next few as well as she was eased into the full milking regimen. That was fine with her though. The rest of them would just have to wait their turn.

Felicia let out a long, low moo, shuddering as another wave of ecstasy washed through her body, and was surprised to find her thoughts drifting back to the human reporter from her memories. She still had no idea if that woman had even been real, but if Felicia DID have an evil twin running around out there, she hoped that girl wised up quickly and found a nice young man to knock her up. Thinking too much was dangerous for a woman. And besides, a happy and productive broodmare is of far more use to the world than any boring old investigator could ever hope to be!

[little-peril-stories]

LPS: Blog (Re)Intro

Little Peril Stories | Kate | adult | she/her

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✨ I post writing/publishing updates every Wednesday and Sunday here. ✨

The Queen of Lies (ongoing): AU for The Prince of Thieves—sheltered, rich sad girl meets snarky criminal; chaos ensues; whumpy, Victorian forbidden love vibes with a side helping of angst and girl power

The Court of Rogues (work in progress): sequel to The Prince of Thieves; in the works but it will be a while before details come out

The Prince of Thieves (complete): guy and gal get arrested and tormented by super cool, totally normal constable while pals on the outside freak out and make bad decisions; fun 1800s prison vibes with a side helping of angst and chosen family

Blood Garnet (side WIP, low priority): girl gets lost in magic woods and gets chased by her hapless cousin and a grump hunter; awkward magic man tries to help; supernatural(ish) romantasy vibes with a side helping of angst and betrayal

Man of Letters (UNRESOLVED; part of Whumptober 2023): awkward scholar boi tries to save the girl he falls in love with and gets way more than he bargained for; light romantasy paired with heavy emo vibes, with a side of helping of angst and torture

Fen and Freddie (complete): gal gets kidnapped, dopey cinnamon roll with hopeless crush tries to rescue her and fails; vague superhero sci-fi vibes with a side helping of angst and pining

The Curiosity Collector (complete): sweet non-confrontational magic boy gets kidnapped and needs rescuing by bf and sis; witchy, autumnal vibes with a side helping of angst and falling in love

This is a whumpblr/writeblr space! Sometimes I’ll post/reblog writerly posts, memes, etc., but a lot of the posts/RBs will be about whump. I post original writing and reblog the work of others that I enjoy, gifs, tropes, prompts, and other such things.

I love comments and feedback on my writing and welcome them with open arms.

A note on age: I know I can’t actually stop you from accessing this blog, but I do not wish to interact with people under 18. It’s not personal, I’m sure you’re great, but it has everything to do with my job IRL. Please respect this boundary and come back on your 18th birthday.

Check out: My Most Common Tropes

My favourite elements of whump have to do with power dynamics, intimidation, dread, and angst. I love captivity-with-a-cause: kidnapping for ransom or as leverage over someone else, prison (in fantasy or historical settings, less so for modern settings though it’s not a hard rule), and the like. Fantasy presents so many creative versions of this trope, so I do love me some fantasy whump! It also gives lots of opportunity for dungeons, shackles, and other fun implements like that. Gratuitous tying or chaining up is always delightful to see. Pining, desperately trying to protect a loved one (…and failing), and self-sacrifice are other big tropes I love, so expect to see lots of those!

As for characters, I love it when they are as far as you can get from perfect, pure, and innocent—when they’re good enough people, but whose flawed or maybe even problematic decisions lead them into trouble. Always, always, I want my characters to have a hand in their own fates. Pure-hearted victims of the narrative who simply fall into a whumpy situation are cute and fun, but not what I tend to write.

A few odds and ends I’m such a sucker for, so you’ll probably find them in my writing:

Sibling relationships

Allusions to songs, books, folklore, and musicals

Nature and weather helping to set the scene (oh my goodness, how many times can I work snow into one story?)

If romance, either slow burn or instant attraction

…with a sprinkling of “huh, I don’t understand what I’m feeling, wtf is going on??”

‘In the nick of time’ rescues

Painfully awkward moments

Fluff and comfort, but only once they’ve really earned it

Almost kisses

Hard choices

Happy endings

You probably won’t find much gore or explicit noncon here, but there might be some elements of those in my stories or in reblogs. I don’t write BBU or pet whump.

My original “whumpy things I like” post can be found here.

Anyway, thanks for reading! 💕 Happy whumping!

[teen-cups-au]

Teen Cups - Plot Notes Part 9

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Cuphead is playing poker at the casino. He seems down.

The Devil: What’s wrong?

Cuphead: I better not think about it, I wanna stay focused…

The Devil: How about we take a break then?

They’re sitting at the bar. Henchman flies to give them a drink.

Henchman: Here you go!

Cuphead: Thanks dude.

Henchman: You’re welcome! Is something wrong? You look awful.

Cuphead: Well…

The Devil: Let us be Henchman! You got work to do!

He brings his attention back to Cuphead.

The Devil: So… What’s on your mind?

Cuphead: My brother… He’s getting worse… For some time now, he barely has the time to heal, and he’s getting sick again. And we…

He pinches his lips as a tear rolls on his cheek. The Devil pats his shoulder.

The Devil: Take your time, boy.

Cuphead takes a sip of his drink.

Cuphead: We saw in the news that most patients are getting sick more and more often, and they can end up being sick all the time… I’m pretty sure it’s what’s happening to him!

The Devil: Yeah… Must be hard seeing him suffering non-stop, huh?

Cuphead: I try to stay calm in front of him every time he has difficulties to breathe… But even when I manage, deep down I’m freaking out… Just hearing him cough makes me panic… And he doesn’t have any break currently… I’m so scared that something happens… I feel guilty for being here and risk that something happens to him while I’m not there-

The Devil: Hey, hey now… It’s totally normal that you take a break sometimes. You need to take care of yourself if you wanna take care of him.

Cuphead: But he needs more support than I do!

The Devil: *sigh*

Yanno, if it’s that bad, I’d be happy to do something.

Cuphead: Like what?

The Devil: Anything. My powers are endless. I can simply heal him.

Cuphead: Really?!

The Devil: Not for free tho, that’s the rule. But it won’t be hard for you to make up for it.

Cuphead: I’ll do anything! Tell me!

The Devil: Play poker. Win, and I’ll heal your brother. And since you’re my favorite customer- Heck, you’re a great friend of mine! I’ll also help you be in ideal shape again. Burn all that fat that’s ruining your charm for so long!

Cuphead: You…

*sob*

You are the best! But… What if I lose?

The Devil: It’ll just be money, as usual.

Cuphead: Deal!

The Devil: Great. You just need to sign this contract.

The Devil makes a contract appear, as well as a pen. Cuphead grabs it and signs it.

The Devil: Alright. Once you’ll feel better, let me know and we’ll start-

Cuphead: Now!

Cuphead gets up.

Cuphead is holding cards of an 8 and 9 of heart. He looks at the table showing cards of a 10, J and Q of heart, and two other 10. He’s keeping a neutral face.

Cuphead: *thinking* A straight flush… There’s no way anyone can beat me.

The readers can see his eyes through the glasses. They raise, as he checks on the Devil, who’s rubbing his cards with his thumb.

Cuphead: *thinking* He’s nervous. He’s doomed! I can’t believe it… Mug… You’ll be fine!

He puts new chips in the middle of the table.

Cuphead: I raise.

The Devil: Hmm… I follow.

He places his own chips.

Cuphead: *thinking* Alright, he probably has four of a kind. All your struggles are over, Mugman!

He puts his cards on the table happily.

Cuphead: Okay, I got a straight flush! Thank you so much for your help bud’! You can heal Mug right now, right?!

He gets up, leaning on the table, all excited. Chauncey lifts an eyebrow.

Chauncey Chantenay: Huh?

The Devil grins.

The Devil: Actually, I thank you!

He shows his own cards, revealing a royal flush. Cuphead’s smile instantly disappears. He sits back down.

Cuphead: What the fuck… It’s so rare, almost impossible!

The Devil: Almost, exactly. Too bad, you were so close, my friend! But fate decided that you and your brother now owe me your souls.

Cuphead changes colors (bad ending colors). He frowns in total confusion.

Cuphead: WHAT?!

Chauncey Chantenay: YOU OFFERED THE KID SUCH A DEAL?!

The Devil chuckles.

The Devil: You really should read before signing anything, Cuphead! Oh! And did I mention the bonus clause?

Cuphead: What… clause…?

The Devil: Your dear brother just got promoted to permanent illness. Until I get his soul after he passes away.

Cuphead: You… YOU LIED!!!

The Devil: Ya should have known better by dealing with me.

Cuphead: Mugman doesn’t even know about it, it’s so unfair!

The Devil: Again, I’m the Devil. What did you expect? However! You can free at least your brother from going to Hell when he’ll pass away by working for me your whole life long and in your afterlife. Or you can just sacrifice yourself to free your brother as soon as you do.

Cuphead: Wha… How can I be sure you’re not lying again?!

The Devil shrugs.

The Devil: You’re free to take the risk.

Cuphead stares at him in shock. He sighs.

Cuphead: Okay… I’ll work for you…

The Devil: Also, if I ever see you try to destroy the contract, I’ll kill you right away, and Mugman’s soul will be mine, whatever the circumstances.

Cuphead leaves the Casino. Chauncey Chantenay follows him to comfort him.

Chauncey Chantenay: Cuphead, wait!

Cuphead: Why did this happen… ?

Chauncey Chantenay: It happens...

Cuphead: But I thought I was smart enough to not get tricked like that !

Chauncey Chantenay: Remember what I told you. Mentalism isn’t 100 % accurate. It CAN help, but people aren’t robots programmed so that everyone always acts the same as we expect.

Cuphead: I’m way too naive… I can’t believe- I… I’m actually trash ! I thought I finally found something I nail in life, and I failed at that too !

Chauncey Chantenay: Don’t blame yourself. The Devil exists for way longer than us, he’s got a huge experience. It’s no wonder he tricks even the best ones.

Cuphead: What will happen now… ?

Chauncey Chantenay: I don’t know… If you need anything, I’m here, alright ? I owe you my support at least.

Cuphead: What do you mean ?

Chauncey Chantenay: Well I… I kinda encouraged you to play, by teaching you brain tricks.

Cuphead: You’re not the one who sold your bro’s soul to the Devil.

Chauncey Chantenay: Cuphead, you’re still too young to-

Cuphead: OH SHUT UP ! I’M WORSE THAN A KID, I GET IT !

He walks faster to go home alone.

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Eichi: You’re awfully long-winded, Tsukasa-kun. I wonder if Keito’s been a bad influence on the archery club.

Tsukasa: Hasumi-senpai has nothing to do with this! Please stop changing the subject!

Eichi: I believe that I’ve been speaking consistently this whole time. If you think my statements are scattered, it’s your own fault that you can’t connect the information in your head.

Tsukasa: .......

Eichi: Fufu. If you go silent so earnestly, thinking “maybe that is the case,” you’ll never be able to control those egoistical Knights of yours.

If you, too, want to be a “king” - a sovereign - you ought to learn that trying to keep everyone’s opinion in mind is an exercise in foolishness.

For example, let’s say that you’ve been obstinate up until now. Although you’re thoroughly acting like you want to settle things once and for all with that adorable Tori...

Tsukasa: Yes! In the previous battle, I was but a mere step away from cornering him, so next time I shall be certain to bring him down with my own two hands!

...We have similar familial circumstances, so if I didn’t have an opportunity like this, I wouldn’t be able to face him head-on. That’s why it has to be tonight.

Eichi: That’s true. Our fates are tied by blood to the houses we were born and raised in.

If you and Tori were to begin going at it in earnest, in the worst-case scenario it could lead to a bloody feud between your families.

This isn’t equivalent to classmates getting into a little fight just because they don’t like each other, the way commoners do. The two of you aren’t just high school students, you’re burdened with representing your entire family.

Tsukasa: Indeed. I, of course, understand that reasoning.

That is why I can normally only get into trivial arguments with that awful child, so my Frustration has accumulated.

Therefore, it’s precisely because I have the opportunity now that I...

Eichi: No. Therefore, that’s precisely why that wish of yours will never be granted.

Tsukasa: ...?

Eichi: Let’s start over from the beginning, Tsukasa-kun.

To begin with, “clamming” originated from a tragedy that unwound a long, long time ago.

I don’t know how much you’ve heard about the rise of our families from your parents...

But whatever you’ve heard has likely been glorified. That’s business as normal for the victors.

It’s a tale from long ago. One after another, we marched into lands of abundance as ill-mannered invaders and drove out the people who peacefully lived there.

And so, to put it simply, our family prospered by usurping resources from the natives.

This is the original sin shared by all those “noble people” who sprung up around Yumenosaki long ago, the burden they carry.

“Clamming” is a ritual to ensure we never forget that bloodstained history of ours.

That we are unsightly fishermen who grew fat on the overfishing of innocent fish.

Tsukasa: .......

Eichi: As expected of a family descended from warriors, will you settle your dispute with your fated rival fair and square, in a duel? In your mind, you must be imagining a glorious tale of heroism, right?

But let’s take a look at reality, Tsukasa-kun. We are demons who trample on the weak from our overwhelmingly advantageous position, gobbling up each and every one of them.

In your current state, where you’ve been divided into “fishermen” and “fish”, you won’t be able to settle things the way you wished for. You shouldn’t settle things like this.

This isn’t a proud duel. It’s taking your hated opponent and beating them to death while you have the upper hand - that’s just bullying.

Eichi: Is any further explanation of why I’m stopping you necessary?

Tsukasa: No... I apologize, Onii-sama. I’ve cooled my head.

I see, so our houses had such a gruesome past...

Eichi: Well, it’s more like a fairy tale. To err on the side of caution, I’ll make it clear now that I don’t know whether it’s true or false.

Besides, you’re an honest, kind, and good boy, so it seems like hearing about our history has hurt your heart.

The moral I got from listening to the legend of “clamming” is that any evil deed can be justified.

Tsukasa: ...?

Eichi: History is written by the victors. All we have to do is embellish the circulated history with some flowery language, and pretend to reflect on our actions behind the scenes just like this—

By carrying out a secret ritual that not a single soul knows about.

And thus we hold a memorial service for those we’ve trampled upon, comforting our own hearts.

We can eat delicious fish sashimi with the same mouth we use to promise that we’ll never allow such a tragedy to happen again. An empty promise, of course.

It really moved me, Tsukasa-kun. What’s beautiful is filthy, what’s filthy is beautiful— when something’s altogether far too hideous, on the contrary it seems as if it’s all the more lovely.

We never learned from our past mistakes. Why? Because we never thought they were mistakes.

And this isn’t some fairy tale from long ago. Even now, it’s our very common “everyday life” that gets reenacted again and again.

We continue to usurp and conquer. In Yumenosaki, in ES, we grow by stealing resources from others. Justifying those disgusting acts, then sometimes pretending to reflect on our actions.

Eichi: Living by devouring the weak for sustenance.

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EATCOD chapter 2 (Fated Alpha 2)

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Chapter 2

Except my back was still burning. I quietly moved out of the bed to the mirror and pulled up my tank top, trying to look at my back. There were only white lines running down it with barely visible scratches. 

How was that possible? It was still burning like hell. 

“A ghoul.” 

I jumped but turned towards Christian, pulling my shirt back down. “What?” 

He was smiling at me but it didn’t reach his eyes. Faker. “A ghoul. That’s who lured you to her home.”

I can’t get over how fucking dumb that she was. Like “oxygen thief” levels of STUPID. 

WHY THE FUCKITY FUCK WOULD YOU FOLLOW A CREEPY GHOST LADY?! ARE YOU SUICIDAL OR SOME SHIT?!

“Easton thinks that if a dragon mates with a wolf, there’s a chance she’ll have dragon whelps.” She looked at me. “If you mate with any of these guys, would you be okay with that? The chance that you’ll have dragons instead of wolves?”

Does nobody think for a second that there’s probably about a 50/50 chance of having either? Like what if she has two kids, and one’s a dragon, and the other is a wolf? That kind of seems like it would balance things out. 

“Not only will you have to find him, but you’ll have to prove that he’s mated with a wolf and had baby dragons. By the end of the summer, you’ll better have found him or you meet my dragon females.”

I love how she’s talking about the female dragons like there’s a 100% chance that they’ll become fated mates. 

Sophia jumped to her feet and took her plate to the sink and it clattered loudly. Hunter muttered “Bitch” under his breath and Easton gave him a sharp look.

Is she a bitch though? Because from where I’m sitting, she’s a girl who’s concerned about the survival of her species. And concerned about what? 4 or 5 men getting into bed with a werewolf and ending up with a litter full of wolf puppies instead of dragons. 

And it’s a little weird that the narration/the boys are painting her as this shrill harpy simply for having… *checks notes* long-term special survival instincts and *checks notes* …That’s it. 

“Bro, isn’t this the car you lost your virginity in?” 

Hunter shot him a look in the rearview mirror, his eyebrow raised. “When I was twelve? Yeah.” 

“I hope you wiped it down after your ten-seconds of confusion.” 

“Nah, it’s all still back there.”

If I’m not making a lot of comments during the chapter, imagine that there are pages upon pages of shit similar to this. Stuff that the author probably thought was edgy and cool, but I’m certain most people simply find to be cringe. 

My wolf form stared back at them, then I crossed the street towards the fields beyond. I gave them a final glance to see them stripping off their clothes, then I ran into the tall grass eager for a run.

Chapter 2 summary: Liz wakes up some time later, her body having been healed except for the scratches across her back. She looks at them in the mirror, and is surprised that they’re mostly healed, but they don’t feel like it.

Christian had been lying next to her, and he tells her that it was a ghoul. That others have been lured to their deaths with her, so that’s how they figured what had happened to her. Liz asks why they don’t deal with her, but Christian gives some hand-waving excuse about its connection with Avery. 

He tells her that her back hurts because of her grief, which was also what drew the ghoul to her in the first place. That her back will not heal until she lets go of her grief. Which I’m normally okay with, but it has barely been a week since her parents were killed. Like chill. He’s the one who can heal people’s emotions, so he holds her as she cries. Then within the span of a single paragraph, the mood shifts from sad to sexy. They start making out. 

Liz admits that she overheard the argument with Sophia earlier. Christian tells her that she left before the end of it, and that Sophia said something else at the end. They then go downstairs, where the others are finishing getting dinner ready. They sit down to eat, which takes up waaaay too much time. 

Finally, they get around to what the argument was about. As I mentioned, Sophia’s goal is to ensure that the dragons don’t die out simply because the dragon men wanted to put their dicks into a wolf. (I’ll take “previously unsaid sentences” for 100 please.) The others are certain that she’ll produce dragon babies. One of them even goes so far as to explain that the reason why they’re in Hawaii is because they’d heard rumours about a dragon/wolf pairing that produced dragon babies. Sophia says that she’s going to give them time to find this couple, or else she’s going to start flinging female dragons at them so that they can have a proper dragon/dragon couple. 

After Sophia leaves, everybody else gets into a car to go for a drive. But it’s too exciting for Liz, and she shifts before jumping out of the car. The dragons shift and give chase. 

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Morwenna’s jaw clenched. She hated how nonchalant he was about the whole situation. Here she was to foretell his death and he didn’t even care. Sure she had figured out after the first time that he wasn’t human and was able to survive near death experiences whether by his own ability or with help. But the fact he simply shrugged off the fact that he had come so close to dying on multiple occasions is what bothered her the most.

To her, death was sacred. It was something to be revered and treated with respect. All life came to an end at some point. Even those with supernatural abilities met Death at some point. It was just the way of things. Having to meet Tolaas in this setting more than once was beyond upsetting.

“I’m not trying to scare you. I’m pissed!” She growled and pointed a clawed finger in his direction. “It is an honor to do what I do and I don’t like having to come and repeat myself. You should have died the first time you heard me. But nooo, that friend of yours just had to come along and save you. It wouldn’t be so bad if I never saw you again except I’ve seen you more times than my own mother in the last few centuries. Fate just likes to be a bitch sometimes. I bet she thinks this is hilarious!”

Throwing her hands in the air, Morwenna stepped away from him as she continued to rant about how much she hated this and how annoyed she was to see his stupid face again. Once she calmed down slightly she returned to stand in front of him. His invitation had surprised her and she was hesitant to accept.

“Fine. I’ll go with you but only because I’m curious how you’ll manage to escape death this time.” Morwenna told him, eyeing him up and down as she shifted into her normal everyday human form. She was also curious how he would react seeing her like this.

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Morwenna never put too much thought into how she knew whose death she would foretell. Many years ago she remembered her mother saying something about fate and not to question it. So she didn’t. She simply followed the pull she felt deep inside her in the direction she was meant to go.

Over the centuries that Morwenna had been a banshee, every death she had foretold came true. She would often stick around just long enough to see that it happened. She didn’t care how. Just that it did. There were only a small handful of times that she had been wrong and in her mind those had been flukes. Every time they happened though, Morwenna had only grown more frustrated. After all, each time had been the same person.

Morwenna’s wail echoed down the street as she followed the well known pull. It was cathartic in a way to foretell the death of others. Her life was often quite busy so the repetitive nature of singing the same eerie melody as she walked in the moonlight felt relaxing. That was of course until she spotted a familiar figure in the distance, instantly knowing it was him who she had come for.

A near ear splitting scream left her as she rushed closer, her eyes flashing red with anger. Her nails lengthened into claws, blood beginning to drip from her eyes. “I swear Tolaas if you do not die this time, I will kill you myself!” She shouted as her form continued to shift.

[jupitersdescendant]

welcome back guys! it’s been a while but i’m finally back with another reading. today i’ve got a love pac for you, enjoy!!

today’s topic: the dynamic of you and your partner

this pac can be read for your future partner as well as for your current partner for those that are already in a relationship. here’s how it works: close your eyes and meditate on the topic a while. if you’re ready, open your eyes and choose the pile you feel the most drawn to. it’s possible that you’ll be drawn to more than one pile. please remember that this is a general reading so only take what resonates. this is for entertainment purposes only. lastly, tarot is only a guide and at the end its you who has the power over your own life.

Pile 1

cards: emperor (rx), nine of wands, king of wands, sun (rx), ten of wands, four of wands (rx). back of the deck: five of pentacles (rx).

Hello Pile 1,

for starters i’m seeing that it’s very easy for the you two to let your guard down around one another. both of you often feel trapped or powerless in this world but when you’re with each other it’s the polar opposite. you’ve both faced a lot of hardships in life and this relationship won’t be the easiest as well tbh. i don’t mean to scare you or anything because you'll simply face these challenges to grow more and more and it seems like the reward will be immense. you feel very at home with one another and could seriously contemplate starting a family -wether that’s with actual babies or fur ones- pretty early into the relationship. it looks like the partner who carries the more dominant masculine energy (for most of you that is likely your partner) has experienced some pretty bad things in regard to relationships and love. they’ll need some time to show their truest and deepest self because they need to make sure that they’re safe and that the interest shown in them is true. only then will they (or you) be able to show their brightest self. with so much fire showing i’m sure that the passion in this relationship is through the damn roof and i feel like you tigger that fiery side in each other even when you’re normally not necessarily like that. the two of you probably can’t keep your hands of each other. others will definitely notice you’re a thing in an instant. one of you might like to rile the other up. you’re intuitively connected to one another and instantly know what your partner needs if one of you is feeling down for example. no words needed. this relationship is definitely some kind of lesson for you and will transform the both of you a lot. this union is fated for sure. you may dream of them before you meet them. i’m pretty sure that this isn’t the first time that your souls meet. it seems this is a past life connection and it’s very much up to you guys how it plays out this time. the outcome of this relationship will be different for each of you since you’re dealing with a lot of karmic energy which is never easy. just try to stay true and honest to yourself as well as your partner. oh and not sure what that’s about but i keep hearing the lyrics: „it’s better when you’re with me but that’s better left unsaid.“

channelled messages from your partner:

- „you’re a natural beauty.”

- you’re royalty in their eyes and they may sometimes feel unworthy of you

- they look up to you a lot

- „i want to build a home with you where we both feel comfortable and safe.”

- financial security is important to them since they want to be able to provide you with everything

- „i have never loved anyone like this before.”

- „your presence grounds me.”

let me know if it resonates! have a great day/night 🖤

Pile 2

cards: justice, ten of wands, ace of wands, page of swords, queen of cups (rx), three of cups (rx). back of the deck: empress (rx).

Hi Pile 2,

this seems to be a very harmonious connection. you balance each other out and trust one another blindly as well. regardless of wether you’re already with this person or are currently single i’m sure that you’ll know this person for a while before you both enter a romantic relationship. i feel like there’s a very strong subconscious and also intuitive connection between you guys that you’re probably not even aware of. it’s possible that you’re constantly connecting in higher dimensions than this one. you aren’t afraid to show each other your darker side. i’m hearing that clear communication might be a bit more challenging before you’ve built a closer connection with them. you push each other to be the best version of themselves and love to see the other flourish. you light a spark in one another that could never be distinguished. you’re very adventurous and fell like everything’s just a little more exciting when you’re together. it looks like one or maybe both of you could be one the wealthier side so you guys might like to do and try things that are a bit more expensive. communicating and connecting are important parts of your relationship. you just love to share your thoughts with each other and do so in a very passionate way. you like to tease each other and could engage in some heady debates from now and then that often end in things getting spicier if you catch my drift :D. you won’t be afraid to talk openly about your baggage and fears and tend to share everything with each other. you help the other keep a clear mind when things aren’t going too well but also try to keep them emotionally comforted at the same time. it looks like there was/will be a time where you feel hopeless about this connection and don’t know what you’re feeling and especially not what the other one is thinking and feeling but i’m pretty sure that this occurs before you come into union. there’s a big stronger-when-we’re-together-vibe going on here. you could share the same group of friends or have similar friends but either way you play a big role in your friends circle/community and really shine as a couple. this relationship definitely helps you both be more in tune with your feminine sides. you’re very nurturing and sensual with one another and are both so very grateful for each other and this relationship.

channelled messages from your partner:

-„nothing feels as magical as the way you make me feel.“

-„i never want to lose you.“

-red roses seem to be of some kind of significance

-„i'd do anything for you.“

-„i love the way you challenge me and the fact that we’re equals.“

-„you make all of my pain go away so let me take yours as well.“

-„you turned my world upside down.“

let me know if it resonates! have a great day/night 🖤

Pile 3

cards: knight of cups, justice, the lovers, knight of wands, queen of pentacles, the emperor. back of the deck: two of swords (rx).

Hello Pile 3,

i gotta say your cards left me speechless for a moment there lol. this relationship is definitely meant to happen and will leave a huge impact on you and how you view love. one or for some maybe even both of you could’ve dealt with abandonment issues that resulted due to some bad experience in their/your childhood. i’m seeing that a lot of growth has happened and that when you guys come together (if you’re not already) then you’ll both be in a place where you feel ready to seriously commit to another person. you take a lot of comfort in each other and there is a strong sense of belonging between you two. this person feels like home. when either of you is anxious or distressed the other will be able to calm them down and will always try to help in the best way they can. for some of you there’s a separation period but that'll probably happen before you start to go out. there’s a feeling of fulfilment when the other is by your side. you’re just more joyous in each other’s company. you help each other a lot to be courageous and to take action despite your doubts and fears. you motivate each other. you guys love one another soo deeply and it’s impossible not to notice that. you complete and compliment each other very much and i feel like there’s some divine counterpart energy here for sure. there is encouragement from both sides to follow one’s dreams and to know that no matter what happens the other will always be by your side. there’s a deep attraction between you two and especially so in an emotional sense. (gotta note that for those of you who felt very drawn to pile 2 you can go and check that out too.) you two mirror each other in many ways and adore the others differences. your definitely a power couple and find a lot of strength in one another. you’re also very soft spoken when together. you love to tell your partner how much they mean to you and the same goes for them. some couples in this pile could work in the same field and be really successful as well. this relationship will transform you two a lot and it looks like you’d never want to loose your partner. spirit says to please just look out for codependency issue because we wouldn’t want that ;)

channelled messages from your partner:

-„you make me stronger.“

-with you, they feel like they finally belong somewhere

-„i’m sorry that it took me so long to communicate my feelings clearly.“ (this reminds me of the separation period i mentioned before)

-„i love our little inside jokes.“

-„i want to share everything with you and hope you’ll do the same.“

-„i’m your shoulder to lean on.“

let me know if it resonates! have a great day/night 🖤

Pile 4

cards: six of swords (rx), ace of cups, eight of wands, seven of pentacles, magician (rx), ace of wands. back of the deck: empress.

Hi there Pile 4,

from what i’m seeing it looks like one of you could be dealing with heavy anxiety often since this is a reoccurring energy. it could also be that both of you are experiencing this though one partner struggles with it a lot more and they’re often doubting themselves and feel hopeless. this union will really help the both of you to deal with your anxieties in a healthier way. you help each other step into one’s own power and help the other to start to really believe in themselves. your feelings for one another run deep and i feel like you’ve had your eyes on each other since the day met or will meet. you guys are very perceptive to the others well-being. you’re naturally in tune with each other and view your partner as your whole world. you two definitely share a psychic connection. this person could be a soulmate of yours. i feel like most of you aren’t with this person yet and coming into union could take a while but spirit really wants you to be patient. there could arise conflict between the two of if you’re not your most authentic self and that goes for both of you. you need to be true and honest to yourself and your partner at all times or this relationship will blow up in your face. divine timing is at play here and patience is key baby. you’ll encourage each other to be more hardworking and to go after what you want. if one of you is having a bad day or is just not feeling like themselves then the only thing that can cheer them up is their partner. you can help one another leave the negativity behind and to find their way back to themselves. just being in the others presence will bring you immense comfort. you guys are a little cheesy lol. you two are a vital source of energy for one another and also inspire each other’s creativity. it looks like this relationship will also lead you to face your demons but at some point you’ll do so with your partner by your side. this might sound weird but i need to say it sooo for those of you who are/will be a heterosexual couple and interested in intercourse please make sure to wear protection since it could be easy for the two of you to conceive a child together…. anyways, this union will leave you feeling abundant and grounded and you’ll both have grown and a lot through this relationship.

channelled messages from your partner:

-„i’m finally not alone anymore 'cause i got you.“

-„i’m in awe of your strength.“

-your union makes them feel like justice was finally served.

-„you’re even more amazing than everything i’ve been dreaming of.“

-„you’re my light at the end of the tunnel.“

-can’t believe this is coming through again but please look out for unplanned pregnancies lmao at least if you don’t want kids yet though i feel like they still think about starting a family with you

let me know it resonates! have a great day/night 🖤

🔮 thanks a lot for reading 🔮

[mcdonaldsnumberone]

we must love

“you’ll understand a little bit later.”

future! adult! ace x reader

gender neutral reader

synopsis: it was no secret that ace had a crush on you during his time as a student in at nrc. but it was nothing more than that—a harmless crush. but when he runs into you again at a ten-year reunion, his love for you is rekindled.

part i | ii | iii | iv

My name is Ace Trappola. And from now on, I’m a proud graduate of Night Raven College!

Or so he was, ten years ago. 

After loads upon loads of studying and troublemaking, Ace had finally graduated from Night Raven College. He had no qualms about it: he was a good mage, had lots of powerful magic, and did his part when nagged at enough. He didn’t like wasting his time with the sappy cliches and tears that came with graduating and starting a new chapter of his life. 

Nope. As much as Ace liked Night Raven College, he was ready to get out and see the world. 

Yet here he was, being dragged through the hallways of his alma mater by the ear like he was a decade ago, as a good-for-nothing, snarky mouthed 16-year-old teenager rather than the grown, professional 26-year-old adult that he was.

“Jeez, can you at least let me walk?” Ace hissed through gritted teeth. The left part of his face was starting to lose feeling from how harshly Deuce was tugging at him, and Ace swore that his crisp outfit was wrinkling from how much he had been flailing against the constant stinging. 

“If I let you walk, you’ll run away. So no,” Deuce huffed, tugging him towards the Hall of Mirrors. “I’ve known you for too long. You’d think after ten years, you’d mature a bit, but you’re just as bad as the day I met you!”

“You make it sound like I said I was going to commit a crime! All I said was that I didn’t see the point in going to a ten-year reunion when we should go out and have some fun instead!” Ace complained, wincing when Deuce tugged at his ear a bit harder. “Okay, okay- I’m sorry! We’re here, and I’ll go! So stop yanking my ear off!”

Deuce halted abruptly, and Ace yelped when he ran straight into his friend’s waist, nearly crumpling down onto the floor. He glanced up, rubbing at his ear when he noticed that he was right in front of the Hall of Mirrors—the very place the fateful black carriage had brought him to so long ago.

“We are here,” the dark-haired man announced, putting his hands on his hips. Deuce glanced over his shoulder, grinning brightly at Ace. “Can you imagine? Ten years ago, we were all starry-eyed first years waiting here! Man, we’ve come really far, haven’t we? I can go on for hours about all the stupid things you’ve done. Hell, all the stupid things I’ve done too.”

Ace frowned, unimpressed by his friend and still bitter about how much his face stung. “Save the sappy shit for when we’re actually inside.”

Deuce didn’t even bat an eyelash, leaning against the door to the Hall of Mirrors. “Do you remember the time Riddle punished me for not wearing pink? Or the times Cater had to clone himself to cover for us? Ooh, or all the times you looked like an idiot trying to impress that one kid you had a massive crush on? What was their name again…”

“Save it!” Ace stomped past his friend, grabbing Deuce by the wrist and swinging the doors to the hall open. A gust of wind blew past the two, stunning the pair for a split second, and then the world came back to normal.

The Hall of Mirrors was as dark and elegant as Ace had remembered it, except this time, the vast room was filled with people who were once his peers and decorated with all sorts of refreshments and decor that would fit that of a reunion rather than an entrance ceremony. Deuce wasted no time making himself at home, eagerly exchanging greetings and stories with old friends and introducing himself to those he didn’t recognize.

After muttering a few “hello”s and “how are you”s, Ace made his way to the side of the room. Nostalgic get-togethers like these were never his strong suit, and at this point, he was simply waiting for Deuce to wrap his conversations up so that he could finally leave and get back to his regular life. Yeah, he had a lot of memories to look back and reminisce on, but it wasn’t anything that he couldn’t relive through a few tales with some drunken buddies or the occasional picture from his yearbook…

This whole thing felt stupid, like some big waste of time.

“Ace…? Ace, is that you?”

Ace looked up, stirred from his senseless wallowing by a quiet voice. It reminded him of a spring breeze, a voice so soft and tender that it felt almost out-of-place at a school for villains like this one. He glanced around, searching amongst the chattering people in the vicinity before he finally narrowed down his search and saw who it was that had called for him.

He immediately froze in his place.

“It is you! Oh my god, it’s been so long! How have you been? Look at you! You’re all grown up and handsome!”

It was you. It was really you. It was you, in the flesh.

Everything came flooding back to him when you bounced up to him, engulfing him in the biggest hug you can muster and squeezing him so tight that it felt like he couldn’t breathe at all. You were a complicated subject for him. He had spent so much of time at Night Raven College in love with you, desperate to get as much of your attention that a 16-year-old could grab, yet despite this, he had never really done anything to warrant a relationship. He did graduate on good terms with you, but Ace had chalked up the entire thing to being nothing more than a puppy crush that he had to keep himself company.

Well, he considered it a puppy crush until all of his emotions hit him like a truck just now.

“Ow-! Don’t hold me so tight!” He wheezed out, instinctively clenching his eyes shut. You gasped out a small “sorry!” before releasing him hurriedly, taking a step back to eye him up and down. 

“You’re so tall now! My god! I hate to sound like an old person, but I can barely recognize you with how much you’ve grown up! I can’t believe I haven’t seen you for so long! Ten years goes by really fast, doesn’t it? C’mon, talk to me! I can’t be the only one prattling about my life while you stand there,” you encouraged, nudging him. 

You had changed too, so much but also not at all. Sure, you bore all the signs of someone who had matured and carved their place in the world, but Ace could still easily make out all the parts of you that he had fallen in love with as a teenager. There was your friendly demeanor, your sparkling eyes, the way your face lit up whenever you looked at him… Ace could still remember the way the corners of your eyes would crinkle up whenever you smiled, and sure enough, the same still happened whenever you grinned at him.

“Er- I mean, there’s a lot to unpack. What can I say? I’m a working man, I guess? I’m just doing whatever my job needs and keeping myself afloat,” he answered hesitantly, trying to play it cool. He felt like he had dunked his head under ice water and then been left out to dry in the winter; his heart refused to stop pounding wildly, and he could barely keep himself together with how nervous he was to talk to you again. He felt like he was nothing but the immature first year you knew him as, while you had grown up into this wonderful, lovable figure.

You nudged him again, making his heart skip a beat. “Stop, you’re playing with me! Really, tell me how you’ve been. What have you been up to since graduation? Your family? Friends? Ooh, maybe even a significant other? That one guy from Scarabia won’t stop talking about how he’s gonna get married soon, and I thought he was going to brag my ear off!”

A significant other… He bit the inside of his cheek, stealing a glance at you. Did you have someone like that? Ace hadn’t even considered the thought of you dating someone else (or even marrying, for that matter), yet imagining you being all sappy and lovey-dovey with someone else was enough to make his stomach churn with jealousy. He wouldn’t be surprised if you were taken, given how charming you were, but still… some part of him deep down wanted him to be your partner.

“My family’s the same. My brother’s annoying as all hell, and I guess as far as friends go, I have my coworkers and Deuce.” He shrugged the question off, cocking his head to the side to give the air that he was thinking. “For my love life… I’ve gone out on a few dates and tried a few things out, but there’s nothing serious for me. Otherwise, I’d be that Scarabia guy part two.”

You giggled at his small banter, and his chest swelled with pride. Even after all these years, your laugh sounded just as refreshing and adorable as he remembered it: subtle like fairy wings and stardust but filled with life and vigor, enough to make him want to keep cracking jokes until your stomach would hurt from laughing.

“Please, not Scarabia guy part two! I’m happy for him, but I never knew someone could talk for so long about a wedding that hasn’t even happened!” You shook your head exasperatedly. The angelic smile on your face didn’t waver for one bit, and Ace kept staring at you fondly, captivated by you. “At least, I know how to not act when it’s my turn to get hitched. Ugh, his poor friends and family are probably sick of him bragging their ears off.”

Ace clicked his tongue and waggled his finger teasingly at you. “Tsk, tsk, look at you! Gossipping about other people at your ten-year reunion! Now, what does that say about you?”

“Hey! You say that like you haven’t caused any trouble before. You’ve done so much worse as a 16-year-old than me complaining about someone for a few minutes,” you pouted, exaggeratedly puffing your cheeks out. You crossed your arms, playfully pretending to be mad at him. 

Ace laughed loudly, shaking you gently. “I’m kidding, I’m kidding! You know how much I love messing with you.”

“I suppose you haven’t changed much in that aspect. Good! I like that about you. You’re fun to be around, and you keep me on my toes.” You beamed at him, pretending to elbow him in the stomach. “Could you imagine yourself as a goody-two-shoes like Deuce? Oof, just thinking about it makes my head hurt.”

Ace flashed his signature shit-eating-grin at you, sticking his tongue out and winking cheekily down at you. “So what I’m hearing is that you like me for who you are?”

“Are you flirting with me? Oh, stop it, you!” You swatted at him, unable to stop giggling the entire time. “I mean, you’re bound to have changed a lot over these years, but what I’m saying is that I like this side of you. I’m glad it hasn’t changed—it’s nice to know that I can still talk with you without much trouble like this even after all this time. I like knowing that the friends I made as a student are still my friends.”

“Nah, I feel you. I can’t believe we haven’t kept in touch at all. Seems stupid of me to not talk to you for so long,” Ace sighed, running his hand through his hair. “We spent so much time together during school too. Although I suppose a good chunk of it was me annoying you.”

“We still get along just fine though! And I’m sure I’ve annoyed you an equal amount, if not more.”

Ace rolled his eyes, guffawing it. “You don’t even come close to annoying me. Say what, why don’t we grab some food sometime and properly catch up? I wanna know everything that’s happened to you, and a few minutes at some dingy meet-up really won’t cut it for me. This is all just formalities, you know? I wanna sit down and spend a good few hours with you, if you catch my drift.”

You cocked an eyebrow at him, giving him a pretty impressive smirk. Ace wished he could bottle that look up and keep it to himself forever, but you simply nodded and continued on, completely oblivious to the rekindled love of his. 

“Are you asking me out on a date, Trappola?” You questioned innocently. “You’re awfully clingy.”

“Hey, I’m just offering.” The redhead held his arms up in mock surrender, pursing his lips. “And for the record, it’s only a date if you want it to be.”

“I’m messing with you. Sure! I’m always down to hang out with you, moreso after not being able to see you for so long! Man, we really do have a lot to cover between us. I’m sure it’ll be one exciting hangout.” You gazed at him adoringly, and Ace nodded, his heart squeezing in the inside of his ribcage.

Great Seven, how did he manage to live without you for so long? How could he ever think that he could dismiss whatever tingle he felt in his chest as nothing more than innocent infatuation? It was so much more—he wanted to be with you so bad that he could barely contain himself.

“Ace! You ready to go or what?”

Deuce’s voice cut through the air like a whistle, and Ace shot you an apologetic glance as he looked for Deuce. His friend waved his hand towards Ace, and he waved at you too when he noticed you by Ace’s side.

“I ought to get going. It was nice running into you. I’ll make sure to find a way to reach out,” Ace hastily promised. He didn’t want to leave you so soon, not after having just been reunited, but he consoled himself with the thought of hogging you all to himself if he was patient.

You grabbed his hand, clasping it to your chest. He could feel your heartbeat flutter against the back of his hand, and you squeezed his palms comfortingly. “It’s so nice to see that you’re doing well! I’ll hold you to your offer. I’m not letting you escape me a second time, Trappola!”

“Oh, I wouldn’t dream of missing out on someone like you again,” he smoothly returned. His heart was practically doing cartwheels at this point, and when his eyes met yours, he hoped you could feel the same excitement bubbling up inside of him like a kid in a candy shop. 

Except this time, he wasn’t a kid anymore. Now, he was an adult. A responsible, mature, and charming adult that was going to work his magic and properly sweep you off your feet as he should have, ten years ago. 

This time, he would make it right.

x

[merakiui]

Okay okay okay I’ve been thinking about this for a few days now here’s my list of genshin boys most likely to least likely to become a yandere and why:

-xiao. Millennia of suffering and he meets somebody who makes the pain dissipate? Hell never let go.

-diluc. People have died in his arms, he can’t risk losing another loved one... it’s not like he doesn’t have the wealth and resources to keep his beloved by his side.

-Childe. I think he’d be the most dehumanizing yandere - he treats you almost like a child (haha) as be manipulates his way into your heart. And god knows that he gets what he wants.

-albedo is obviously in the top half of this list. We’ve talked about his yandere tendacies before so I won’t relist them but jeez get this boy some therapy.

-razor. Now this sounds surprising but after years of protecting his Lupical, do you really think he’d let somebody he loves and sees as helpless wander alone? I feel hes less captor and manipulative and more of a stalker if he becomes a yandere

-venti. Freedom is his entire world, but can he let his beloved have freedom if it endangers them? One of the most manipulative ones on this list, except he has no clue that he’s doing it.

-kaeya. Maybe you’d gotten to close to one of his secrets. Maybe you’d figured out something he wanted to die. It doesn’t matter much now, all you know is that you were tried and declared guilty by the knights of favonius and were sent into a dungeon protected by the Calvery captain himself.

-zhongli. Has the yandere desires, but refuses to give in. He’s loved and lost so many times over the years and he figures he doesn’t want to take that away from his beloved.

-chongyun. I’ve gone back and forth between him and xingqiu for this one, but I feel like these last 3 are all pretty much tied for not being a yandere. However, if he met someone who could somehow null his congenital positivity than he might move up on this list...

-Xingqiu. He has a strong sense of justice and honor, the idea of manipulating, stalking or god forbid kidnapping his S/O is appalling to him.

-Bennett. Literally just tryna vibe. Devotes as much time as he can to make sure any relationship he has is healthy.

So basically:

Everybody on this list: *frothing at the mouth, thinking of ways to keep their S/Os with them*

Bennett, Chongyun, Xingqiu and to some extent Zhongli: what the fuck

Your list... Simply amazing. Now that I’m thinking about it, I’m beginning to wonder where other characters would sit on the list. Mainly Scaramouche though aha oops Anyways, please never stop sharing your thoughts!! They are so GOOD!

Xiao’s backstory and past is just perfect material to fuel his yandere desires. He’s suffered for so long and has never really experienced positive emotions, let alone love itself. The poor adeptus is always brooding on his own and here comes his darling, bright and happy and just...perfect. They’re like a glimmering star in his murky darkness and he wants to treasure them. There’s no way he’s going to let go of the feeling he gets when he’s with them, nor is he going to let them leave his side.

It makes sense that Diluc would also be at the top of that list. He’s got the making of a yandere, especially considering all of the people he’s lost in his life. Now that he’s found someone so important to him, he can’t risk losing them. It would destroy him if he found out that his darling got hurt or was even killed because he wasn’t taking enough precautions to keep them safe. He’d definitely blame himself if something like that happened.

Childe, pspspspsp!!! The power this man holds... Omg he makes for such a terrifying yandere. On the outside, he seems warm and disarming—just your normal, happy-go-lucky kind of guy. He’s not dangerous at all! No way. But under all of that falsified charm is someone who knows how to pull strings. He’s a Fatui Harbinger, so of course he has the means of getting you wrapped around his finger. It’s not all that hard when he’s got money, power, and strength. Plus, when he wants something he’s not going to stop until he acquires it; Childe lives for the thrill of chasing after you and it’ll be even more fun once he catches you. Someone should send me more thoughts about yan!Childe!!! orz orz

Albedo also qualifies as a neat yandere! Something about yanderes who are into science is just...fascinating to me. It’s also cool because Albedo’s rumored to be a homunculus, so that adds to the intrigue! Albedo has the resources to get what he wants as well. It won’t be all that difficult, and if it proves to be challenging he can just think of other solutions to pacify his darling. He is a researcher, after all, and a good researcher seeks to find the best solution to a problem.

Razor would be a feral yandere. He’s more action than words. He doesn’t put much thought into what he does because it feels more like an instinct to him. He’s just protecting his Lupical. There’s nothing wrong with that! So why are you acting so difficult? D: 

Like you said, Venti’s not aware of his manipulation and he just does it because it works. His belief that everyone deserves freedom is probably what really holds him back. He doesn’t want you to feel caged, but that feeling is practically inevitable since he’s always hounding you. Venti is a very suffocating yandere and he doesn’t even realize it.

KAEYA! KAEYA! I love the idea of Kaeya having some sort of blackmail on you—something so bad that you absolutely can’t let the world see. And so he uses that to keep you quiet. If you did stumble upon one of his secrets, he can’t possibly have you running that pretty mouth of yours. But if you do end up spilling his secret, it’s only fair that he shares yours, right? An eye for an eye, as some would say. Kaeya’s very smooth and calculative when it comes to handling blackmail. Whenever it feels like you’re trying to one-up him and possibly escape, he’ll flirtatiously remind you of the power he holds over you. Blackmail is rather compelling, is it not?

Zhongli does have the motive to be a yandere, as you pointed out, but he’s a strange case. On one hand, it makes sense that he’d want to protect his beloved at all costs, but on the other he’d probably be aware of these unhealthy tendencies. Although he probably uses the idea of a contract to keep your relationship going, even if it’s clear you don’t want anything to do with him. But if you do, that just makes it easier on him! 

NO BECAUSE I THOUGHT THE SAME FOR CHONGYUN!!! Not the yan!Chongyun piece rotting in my drafts for a month or two now ehehee I had some thoughts about Chongyun but never bothered posting it for some reason. Anyways, I do think Chongyun has potential to be a yandere! As you mentioned, his congenital positivity can become an issue and he doesn’t want that to seriously affect his daily life. So he’s probably very pleased to find someone who can nullify that positivity. It’d be similar to Xiao’s case; Xiao likes someone who can be the light in his dark world. Chongyun falls for the person who can null his congenital positivity and is someone who he gets along with. 

The only way I can see Xingqiu being a yandere is if he wants a noble, storybook romance. Okay, that sounds strange, but consider it! He’s a huge bookworm who probably doesn’t exactly experience romance aside from what he reads in his novels. Although he doesn’t dabble in the romance genre all that often, he does like the idea of being a hero and sweeping someone off of their feet. So when he meets you—another fellow bookworm or maybe the two of you are thrown into an arranged marriage—he just feels an undeniable connection. This must be some form of fate or a sixth sense. Maybe he can be the main character of his own story! You’ll just have to cooperate and you can be the valiant knight’s love interest!

Bennett’s vibes are so nice. How could he be a yandere? He’s just too sweet and pure. He’s really just here to chill and gather an adventuring team full of great friends! But if anyone has any thoughts...please share them! 

That’s it. I’m writing about Scaramouche even though he’s not on the list. Please, why do I simp so much for him? Anyways, we don’t know nearly enough about Scaramouche to determine his backstory or past. But he just oozes yandere! Most of the Harbingers are probably the same, to some extent. He’s like Childe with all of the power and resources, but whereas Childe relishes in the chase Scaramouche refuses to put up with it. It’s just way too inconvenient for him. He’d rather catch you when you least expect it and then keep you for himself.

Gosh, he’s a very determined and possessive yandere with a strict agenda; this man probably cheats in order to get you. He’ll send his underlings to do the work in his place. They’ll stalk you and report back to him and it isn’t long before he learns of your friends, certain family members you’re close to, and even where you live. It’s terrifying, but this is Scaramouche we’re talking about. For someone so short, he sure knows how to intimidate and beat fear into those below him. Good luck to the poor soul who catches his eye. 

I must thank you for making that list! It was lots of fun to consider their mindsets and behaviors as yandere. :D

[kimberly-spirits13]

Batfam Reacting to S/O Turning into a Robin HC (Request)

So this entire thing happens because you and Bruce were fighting Circe who just had to throw a spell at a civilian

You jump in front of the spell and catch it, taking the blow

This means that on site, you turn into a Robin

Wtf

Bruce is big mad now since now he thinks that you could be a Robin for the rest of your life and that’s just not cool

The moment that the fight is over, he calls in everyone from the league

Z, Constantine, Dr. Fate, Zatara, Wonder Woman, the whole lot

Once they find out what happens there’s a worry but eventually they find that it’s going to be alright and you’ll change back within the next 72 hours or so

72 HOURS

Bruce just simply cannot wait that long

he doesn’t know what to do with a bird like

ALFRED

They make sure to not try and feed you anything that’s too disgusting that you wouldn’t normally eat

No worms

That would be gross

Bruce does find it kind of funny that you turn into a Robin and not something else

So happy it wasn’t a bat

You’d get mixed and lost with the rest of them in the cave and that would be weird

Plus there’s a high chance that you’d just fall from the ceiling

Once you finally detransform from the entire debacle, Bruce is very happy to have you back

Gets special charms from Z and Constantine that repel bad magic back onto the user

Ensures that something like this doesn’t happen again

Dick Grayson:

This man does not know what to do

It’s a run in with Witch Boy that causes this to happen

Z!!!!!!

That’s the first person that he calls

Wally is really the one that takes you back to him since Dick wasn’t on this mission but you and Wally were leading it

You jumped in front of one of the newer recruits and that’s how that happened

Does this entire experience count as a souvenir?

Like maybe he just takes a feather that you drop or something and like SOUVENIR OF THAT ONE TIME THAT Y/N TURNED INTO A ROBIN

After the initial freak out mode, he just thinks that it’s kind of funny that it was a Robin

Z said that the spell was the wrong spell (thankfully) and you’d only turn into something that you loved for a little while

RObin yOU TuRNeD InTO A RoBIn

And that makes Dick a blushing mess

Once you finally do turn back, he teases you

Your most important question is did you eat anything gross

The answer was no but still

Trust issues

he does mention what the spell was and that lead to some blushing

Jason Todd:

This was the last thing that he had planned

The absolute last thing

On a mission that involved some weird magic stuff, you just happened to get turned into a Robin

What the literal hell is happening now

The first instinct is to see that it’s really you

Once you understand that you’re a Robin, you’re just like, oh, so this is happening now

And that’s just how it is, you fly up onto his shoulder and just run with it

Just sitting there like it’s no one’s business cause it isn’t

If anyone asks why there’s a Robin following, it’s just what’s happening now

He is concerned that you don’t turn into a human again

So he does make sure to ask and this time, it needs a counter spell

Z is the one to do this since Jason isn’t keen on trusting Constantine

Doesn’t take super long to do this since Z is already very powerful

We Stan a powerful helpful queen

So Jason goes to one of her shows and sneaks back stage still in the Red Hood uniform and explains what happens

Z just goes ahead, sets you on the floor, and does the transformation

It was really easy, not to painful, but it was weird to just be laying on the floor and not able to fly

You’ll only miss that part

Jason doesn’t miss any of it and still jokes about the fact that you were a Robin

“Babe at least you didn’t blow up in your time being Robin.”

JASON PETER TODD

Tim Drake:

So you turn into a Robin on a mission with the team

He was on this mission and watched the entire thing go down

The funny part was that you could still talk since the magic was somewhat incomplete

There’s just this small voice “WHAT THE HELL!”

And then Tim knows that it’s definitely you

Tim was going to take you to one of the magic users in the league

but since Diana was right there when you got back, you stormed up flew up to her and just mouthed off

“DIANA LOOK AT ME! THAT ASSHOLE CIRCE TURNED ME INTO A ROBIN! THERE’S NOTHING WRONG WITH ROBIN BUT I DON’T WANT TO BE ROBIN! WATCHA LOOKIN AT BATS! I’M NOT UP FOR ADOPTION!”

Tim just died laughing

Cause it really was funny that you were just a little tiny Robin and mouthing off at the most powerful heroes in the world

Recorded it 100%

When Diana takes you to Themyscira in order to get one of the Amazon’s to help, Tim obviously couldn’t come

So it’s about a three day long trip and during that period, Timmy is a mess

He needs to know what’s happening at all times to ensure that you’re alright

When you do finally get home, he tackles you into a hug and checks you up and down to make sure that there’s nothing still wrong

Very happy when he concludes that there’s nothing wrong anymore and you’re back to the regular Y/N

Damian Wayne:

His first instinct is to not let anyone touch you but him

He takes you everywhere and makes sure that you’re alright

You can’t talk but he’s helped birds before and has dated you for some time so he knows what no to do and what to do

That being said, he does want you back to normal ASAP

That means that he’ll call an emergency league meeting without Bruce’s approval

Although Bruce probably would have done the same thing since he really knows that Damian loves you and would make sure that you’re alright

That’s super important to him and the rest of the family since you are kind of family at this point

Damian insists that the magic users help turn you back very quickly

They call in Constantine since Z is off doing other things and he makes sure that he knows exactly what happens

Constantine has had some bad experiences with magic in the past and he wants to be sure that you’re not going to have anything really bad happen to you

Damian is the same way

Probably threatens John’s life if something goes wrong

Once you’re finally back, Damian also tackles you

Though Constantine has to hold him back at first since the shock of turning back and then having someone tackle you to the ground would be over whelming

But when he finally can, he does

Checks you over just like Tim and then doesn’t let you out of his sight for a week or so

It’s not that he doesn’t trust you, just not anyone else

He makes it a point that you’re too important to lose

Cuddles everywhere

Once he does step back and think about it though, he finds it kind of endearing that there are thousands of other things that you could’ve turned into but it was a Robin

It was sweet but didn’t need to last longer than it had to

Duke and Luke:

I’m putting these guys together since in my mind they’re pretty alike

Luke is the classical version of Duke and Duke is the Lofi/ alternative hip hop version of Luke

For these reasons they both have very similar reactions

And that would be to freak out

they take you to Bruce and get advice cause what is going on

They don’t have as much of a connection with the Robin deal since they weren’t ever technically Robin for Batman

Duke is a bit more of an arguable case but still

They do find it both suspicious and a bit comedic that it was a Robin out of anything else though

I have to say that they’re the most chill out of any of the Batfam when it comes to something like this since this kind of thing just happens a lot

Not turning into Robin, just weird outta pocket experiences

Like this is just another thing to add to the list of oh here we go again

Duke does think that you’re still really a pretty Robin

In the most non- weird way possible you’re just a pretty Robin

Luke doesn’t really pay attention to that and instead wants to get to the bottom of what happened so that it doesn’t happen again

They’re both really smart so they’ll figure it out but at different paces since one is more urgent than the other

Doesn’t mean that either care less though

Once you’re back they do make sure that extra diagnostics are run to make sure that nothing was effected and you’ll be okay long and short term

Once they’re satisfied it’ll all go back to being pretty normal

Sry this took so long, exams are running wild