#( she got a smooch but it was a harmless

[incorrect-trolls-imagines]

Party squad but jealous headcannon (not of each other) love your work 🫶🏽

look i KNOW it was most definitely a typo but "Party Squad" got me giggling and stuff ngl--

♥️🖤💙 Partner Squad Being Jealous Headcanons ♥️🖤💙

❤️ Barb ❤️

How easy is to make her jealous: 8/10

When she gets jealous she tries to not let it show, but, let's be honest here, she's terrible at it and it's very, very obvious. She's this 👌 close from outright snarling at whoever got her jealousy senses going. It not common for her to get jealous but it can sometimes happen and she's too stubborn to admit she's feeling that way, so you have to really talk her through it if you want her to feel more at ease.

Best way to reassure her: Quality time! It's as simple as that. Especially if it's with a lot of nose nuzzles and tiny kisses, those are her weakness and will help her forget about whoever set her off.

🩷 Poppy 🩷

How easy is to make her jealous: 3/10

She knows better than to be jealous (she's one of the hardest to get jealous out of the whole Squad actually), but sometimes she can't help it. There are moments when she sees other trolls outside of the polycule being a bit too friendly with you for her taste and she gets kinda restless about it. She won't be outspoken about it but it's very obvious when she's upset about something because her smile looks way more forced and she laughs a lot to cover up how tense she feels.

Best way to reassure her: Just. Talk her through it, really. Remove yourself and her from the vicinity of the troll that got her feeling jelly and give her some smooches, tell her how much you love and appreciate her and it'll be like night and day in no time at all.

🩵 Branch 🩵

How easy is to make him jealous: 9/10

It is very known already he gets increasingly grouchier whenever he gets jealous, which is not that often but his Jelly-Meter™️ can very easily be triggered. He will pout, he will sulk and he will make a lot of passive aggressive comments about the troll that was getting too comfy with you in his personal opinion. But even if he can be very easily set off in this aspect, he's never been wrong about his assumptions before, and he knows when someone outside the polycule is flirting with you and when the conversation is entirely friendly and harmless.

Best way to reassure him: Distract him first to help him cool off and then let him vent about it, because trust me, he'll have a whole monologue to destress about the situation. Also, validate him so he doesn't feel like he's overreacting, because he will kinda feel bad about it if you don't.

💙 Trollex 💙

How easy is to make him jealous: 5/10

Trollex can be a bit oblivious at times when it comes to this kind of stuff. He's blissfully aloof because more often than not his focus is on you and you only. But, once he catches someone getting a bit too close to you, or making a few out-of-pocket comments about your appearance or personality, that's when he snaps out of Heart Eye Land, that's his "hol' up" moment. He gets pouty, grumbles a lot and he'll be wearing this half pout half scowl look when he talks to the troll that made him jelly. It's comically obvious he's upset.

Best way to reassure him: Stepping away from the situation and talking about it it's the best route to take with this fella, but it'll help his peace of mind a million times over if you blow off whoever was flirting with you yourself. He'll also get super giddy if you add any remarks towards your happy position inside the polycule, so please do add those remarks, please.

💚 Tresillo 💚

How easy is to make him jealous: 7.5/10

Tresillo’s a cool guy, he usually very chill about other trolls interacting with you, not even blinking an eye when someone else hugs you or hangs out around you frequently. But things change once he knows that someone has ulterior motives and it's clearly flirting. He'll get vocal about it right there and then, fuming at the lack of shame the other troll has for daring to act like that right in front of him. To keep things from escalating further than this, you'll have to drag him away while he grumbles and curses in Spanish under his breath.

Best way to reassure him: Once the situation is over, he'll need a lot of hugs and cuddles to help him cool off and go back to his calm persona. He'll be sorta pissy about the whole thing for a few hours but that'll pass eventually, just keep those cuddles coming and he'll be fine.

🧡 Hickory 🧡

How easy is to make him jealous: 2/10

Hickory almost never ever gets jealous. Not even when someone comes up to you to flirt or whatever, because on top of being a calm soul, he's cocky as hell. He knows very dang well you won't give pay the time of day to any attempt at seduction from some rando troll outside the polycule, so he just watches with a knowing smirk, snickering to himself and lets you deal with the situation if you're up for it. He'll only intervene if you too fed up and then he'll simply wrap and arm around your waist and pull you away to go somewhere else. Easy peasy.

Best way to reassure him: In the very, very, very rare case that he does get jealous of someone else, he won't actually need you to do anything at all. He'll keep his frustrations to himself and he'll deal with them on his own and it'll be as if he wasn't bothered at all cuz he's got an image to uphold, okay?

#dw trolls #incorrect trolls quotes #twt #trolls world tour #trollstopia #dreamworks trolls #trolls dreamworks #trolls #dreamworks #trolls band together #tbt #trolls 3 #trolls 2 #barb x reader #branch x reader #poppy x reader #trollex x reader #hickory x reader #tresillo x reader #barb #branch #poppy #trollex #hickory #tresillo #partner squad x reader #alternate universe #au #scenarios and hcs #not a quote

[thequimmqueen]

Guess what? Quinn x Timm hcs!

Because these two still mean the world to me, and I think it was necessary given all the (meme) Breakup posts more recently.

Now, I gotta warn ya, these are more or less self indulgent, but what can you do when you got so little to base yourself upon?

anyways, enjoy :>

-In the past, Timm and Quinn would often go to each other’s places to review legal papers together, or simply hang out. They mostly hanged out at Quinn’s place since it’s more spacious than his apartment. When they became friends again post-bakeria they gradually started doing that again, with Quinn being the one inviting him first, and he accepts, despite feeling a little nervous.

-When Timm started visiting again, Quinn’s cats were happy to see him. He doesn’t get why they like him so much, but Quinn finds the scene of him being surrounded by the kittens to be adorable. 

-In the past, they would also call each other since very early in the morning, and wouldn’t stop talking till both got to the firm, where they would continue to have hour-long chats. It could be about anything; work, hobbies, interests. it didn’t matter, they just enjoyed talking to each other.  Nowadays, they aren’t able to do it as many hours as they used to, obviously due to the different schedules they have now. But in some evenings they would have phone calls that lasted hours until midnight. 

-In the past, Timm and Quinn were rather comfortable with hand-holding or wrapping their arm around the other. They were just good friends back then, but you could often see them walking together with their arms intertwined like married couples.  Also, whenever they were handling a stressful case Quinn would always feel a little more confident after a gentle hand squeeze from him. He was something of her emotional support in those moments.

-Timm liked to pull harmless pranks on Quinn, like changing her computer’s desktop wallpaper to some funny cat meme. Quinn would say he’s ridiculous, but her smile was obvious. Nowadays, she is also able to pull pranks on him, which surprises him, but also makes him proud.

-Timm sometimes does beauty treatments that Mindy suggests him to use along with Quinn. They could be watching the most gruesome thriller or the most cheesy romcom, and they would have those face masks with cucumbers in their eyes as Timm has one of Quinn’s cats in his lap and she leans on his shoulder with the TV remote.  Altough Quinn does take care of her appearence, she was surprised Timm wanted to do this with her, but doesn’t complain. They decided they would do this more often on the weekends. something like a relaxation session after the difficult weeks.

-At some point in her youth, Quinn liked videogames, but didn’t have the money to spend on them, so she only ever had like one or two games on one simple console. As now she has a succesful career that pays good she’s able to get more, but doesn’t know what kinda games suit her, so she trusts in Timm to reccomend her some good ones. Timm suggests that puzzle or mystery solving games might be her thing, but also gets her Animal Crossing or a farming sim.

-On the topic of Videogames, Timm would teach her how to use the newer consoles, and would generally play chill games in CO-OP. But once they started with games a little more complex, somehow Quinn got really good at winning against him in competitive modes. 

-At first, Quinn wasn’t comfortable with PDA since she didn’t want others to know of her intimacy with Timm, but given most of the Bakeria customers know them well, and Timm can’t help but smooch her when he sees her come in, she got used to it. Now she even flirts with him with silly pick-up lines!

-On the topic of that, Timm is an absolute sucker when Quinn flirts back. His heart skips a bit and he’s got the most dorky smile when she begins calling him cute names or sends kisses his way.

-You cannot tell me their friends don’t make a big deal out of them finally dating! When Timm popped the question and she said yes, the first thing their friends did when they found out was make a party. Because god knows how long they took to get to this point!

-By the time cluckeria happens, Quinn and Timm have been dating for a rather long time, so they now feel able to advice other couples. For one example, when NuCoop was still open they decided to check it even if both were loyal to papa (mostly for curiosity) and when they saw Gabitha and NuMarcus argue, they mistook them for a couple & Timm was the first to calm them down and suggest to talk things out. (Look who’s talking, eh?)

Obviously Marcus and Gabitha were embarassed and clarified they didn’t have anything like that, but Quinn found it rather humorous.

-Quinn and Timm, as I’ve mentioned before, go often to thrift stores to find anything 70′s or Clockwork-themed. Whether it be clothing from the era, an accesory, a table decor, a clock with a funny shape, a clock engine.. they liked it all! In their days off, Quinn and Timm dedicate their time to finding the coolest stuff together. and when they go solo, they always take pics to see if the other would like it to get it for them.

-At home they are rather lovey-dovey! Seeing as they can be in peace and privacy, Quinn doesn’t hold back on her affection for Timm, and he’s always happy about it.

-Their favorite seasons are Autumn and Winter, for the reason that they can cuddle in a warm bed while it’s raining or snowing outside. It’s also close to the time they finally resolved things and became a couple, so it’s anniversary time as well!

-Be sure that they have date nights! they may not be able to have them all the time, but when they do it’s always a blast. At first they made it very romantic, having dinner and going to nice places, but as they spend 1 or 2 years as a couple,date nights are also dedicated to relax together at home or go watch new movies at the teather. No matter if they’re dressing formally or casually, what matters is that both want to have fun together.

-Quinn starts to take dance classes with Timm, not only to show she cares for his hobbies and wanting to do them with him, but also cause she admits she needs to lose weight :’)

-Quinn helps Timm with his curriculum to apply to other dance-related places, and she even saves any ads or job signs that could be of use for him.

-Timm can sometimes be a little jealous but it’s obviously not to the point of toxicity. When he wasn’t official with Quinn, he used to think Jojo liked her too. Jojo. The man that dates Papa. Imagine that!

-There would be times, late at night, where Timm can’t sleep due to his memories of being kidnapped by Radley. Quinn notices right away when he’s not sleeping, seeing as he snores. So she would often get up, get him some tea and pretzels, and let him tell her about them, and rant if he needs to.

-Quinn sometimes demands attention in the same way a cat would, which Timm finds absolutely precious.

-For their date nights, sometimes they go to Hugo’s club. Quinn would let Timm choose a cool outfit for her, as she doesn’t really know of fashion, and they would go out to hit the dance floor together.

-Sometimes, Quinn and Timm remember they aren’t married. Since they are already very comfy and domestic, it’s easy to forget..

-Timm gets little outfits and toys for Quinn’s cats, and she takes pictures with all of them.

-They defenitely tease each other affectionately, Timm would be the one who does it mostly early on, but Quinn also gets to do her fair share of teasing. Oh Timm loves it when she does this little confident grin, he finds it really attractive.

-Despite being so stoic, Quinn always takes the time to remind Timm she loves him, and Timm finds it rather sweet that even when she struggles to be affectionate, she puts a lot of effort into their relationship.

Oof, Okay! those are a lot! and I can’t remember many more at the moment. Hope you enjoyed!

#Quinn x Timm #Quimm #Timm x Quinn #Headcanons #Papa Louie #flipline

[carbo-ships]

Good-Night Kiss

Ok. Getting this out of my system. Some of the concert videos have me acting unwise. Like this one. And this one. And of course this one. In my defense, [runs away]

CW: This whole thing is just Papa IV being too affectionate with Ardis and her melting into a puddle until Aether rescues her, so if you f/o Papa IV and aren't comfy with that, don't read this. He's not attracted to her in any capacity, though, don't worry.

With his hand on the small of her back, Aether led Ardis through the monastery towards the residential wing. It was late – they’d dozed off cuddling in the library, and it was time they got some proper sleep. As they passed through one of the sitting rooms, they spotted Papa reading on the couch. “Good evening, you two,” he greeted them. “Off to sleep?”

“Mmhmm,” the angel answered sleepily with a nod. “G’nite, Papa.”

"Ah, ah, ah! Where do you think you're going, signorina?" Papa scolded, setting down his novel and standing up.

Aether and Ardis stopped and turned to face him. She wasn't sure what he meant. “Um… To bed?” she answered awkwardly.

"There's no leaving without a good-night kiss!" Papa insisted with a poorly-hidden grin, waving her back towards him.

Her face suddenly felt warm. After a brief hesitation, she made her way to stand in front of Papa. The man took her into his arms and held her close. Tucking her hair out of her face, he pressed a long, chaste smooch to her cheek with a loud "mwah!" He pulled away and offered the stunned girl a warm smile. Her flustered expression prompted him to bless her other cheek with an equally loud kiss. He then tapped his own cheek, silently demanding one in return. Her halo flickered erratically as she summoned her courage, then pressed the briefest of kisses to his painted cheek. He laughed, hugging her and pressing three more kisses to her forehead. “So timid all of a sudden!” he teased her. “Where has this come from, angel?”

Aether watched in amusement from the doorway. He'd always known she'd had a harmless little crush on the handsome head of the church. Papa was a sweet man, and very affectionate. It only made sense that Ardis had a soft spot for him. Ardis and Aether had chatted about it early on in their relationship just to clear the air, and although she was mortified that Aether had noticed, she assured him that her heart was his alone. Too much affection just made her head go a bit fuzzy, she explained. Even Swiss had made her halo flicker once or twice while getting a bit too enthusiastic during a hug, but Papa Emeritus tended to be the worst offender.

After Papa studied her flushed cheeks, it clicked. "Does my angel have una piccola cotta on her papa?" the anti-pope tutted.

“A– A what?” she stuttered, although from the tone of his voice, she had an inkling.

He chuckled. “A crush, doll.”

Ardi’s cheeks felt like they were on fire. She looked away, embarrassed. She wanted to disappear. "I– I'm sorry, I–" came her tiny voice.

"No, no, don't apologize!" he insisted. "I'll have none of that. Be honest with me, Ardis," he pleaded with a fake sigh. "Is it my ass?"

She gasped, stunned by his crude question. "Papa!"

"I know it's magnificent," he teased, dramatically resting the back of his hand against his forehead with a flourish. His other arm still held her close, preventing her escape. With limited options, she threw her arms around his neck and hugged him to hide her red face in his shoulder. "Ardis. Ardis! I'm just teasing, my love!" he cooed as he hugged her back. He petted her hair comfortingly and pressed another kiss to her temple, apologizing when she let out an embarrassed whine. "I can't tell you how flattering this is, dove,” he assured her quietly. He gave her a moment to calm down, then gently eased her off of him and held her shoulders. “Ti voglio bene,” he assured her. “You’re my precious little angel, sì? Ah, there’s that smile! Che dolce ragazza!”

Before he could start smothering her face in kisses again, Aether intervened. "Alright, alright, that's enough," he huffed, coming to Ardis’s rescue. He took the angel from Papa’s arms and into his own. This close, he could see that her face was covered in smudged papal paint. He’d have to help her clean it off before they went to bed.

“Va bene, va bene, mi dispiace,” Papa apologized with a chuckle, holding up his hands innocently. “I’ll let you two get some sleep. Good night.”

#carbo writes

[cheerstotheelites-if]

9,16 and 18 for Weylyn,Zeph and Fleur(exclude 9 for her because you have answered it)👀

The asky thingy majig

9. What was their first kiss like?

We already know that Fleur smooched Eliseo on her birthday.

Weylyn and Zephyrine have yet to experience their first kiss!

~•~•~

16. How do they like their bath/showers? Hot/cold, long/short?

Weylyn: Shower, hot, short. He's aware that someone else is going to use the bathroom, so he tries his best not to take too long in there.

Fleur: Bath, hot, long. She's usually awake pretty early, and she has her own private bathroom, so long baths with a skin and bath routine all the way with some relaxing music in the background.

Zephyrine: Shower, cold, short. Her shower serves a second purpose in the morning, and it's waking her up. Hot water might actually make her fall back asleep since it's comforting, so she goes for cold showers instead. Short, because the morning cold air and cold water don't mix well after a while.

~•~•~

18. How has their hair changed over time? What is their favorite hairstyle?

Weylyn: His hair started out as silver when he was born. The blue streaks started growing by the time he turned 10. His favorite hair style is the current one he has today. I don't think he'd change it for any reason.

Fleur: Fleur had long shoulder length hair that's always in a french braid. Got a haircut at 15 and dyed it pastel pink as a harmless sign of rebellion to her dad. She's not going to outgrow her again, and prefers it this way for a good while.

Zephyrine: Zeph's hair didn't change much. It's always been dark red and unruly, since she was young. There are occassions were she would get different kinds of chin length hair cuts. She did try a wolf cut before, but it didn't vibe with her that well. Currently loves the way her hair is today; long, free, and ombre'd with her favorite shade of pink.

#RO ask #curious anon #Weylyn #Fleur #Zephyrine

[cartoonemotion]

DUCKTALES for the ask game :3c

The first character I first fell in love with: as much as i want to say fethry bc he wasnt introduced until season 2 this is much harder to pick. i wanna say webby ? i did also really love huey fenton and lauchpad though i distinctly remember buddy system being the ep where i was like ok im going to be actively keeping up with this show now (instead of just kind of watching it as the mood occasionally struck)

The character I never expected to love as much as I do now: HONESTLY I THINK GYRO ? LIKE so i thought he was funny and i didnt hate him or anything but a lot of his writing kind of frustrated me bc it felt like he would take like 1 step forward and 2 steps back. like he was the only one where ppl complaining abt the changes vs his 87 characterization kind of made sense to me. but yknow astroboyd actually kind of puts a lot of that early writing into new perspective that i can appreciate ! and i definitely see like the connective tissue between him and 87 gyro like as much as 87 gyro was more of a kindly goofball he also has his own maniacal insanity. and much in the same way i think '17 gyro's still got that touch of funny inventor whimsy ! hes just neat i like him

The character everyone else loves that I don’t: i was gonna say scrooge but really since im mostly indifferent to him im gonna go swing my bat at the hornet's nest and say mark beaks. i know this is by and far not universal but way more people like him than there should be. like he works as a joke and antagonistic force but outside of that who even cares man. hes just supposed to be an entitled racist creep like literally he was specifically made to be not that deep The character I love that everyone else hates: again tempted to be petty and say just pick literally any female character but i feel like della and goldie get the worst of it. im not even talking about criticisms of the writing where people think they could have been utilized more bc i agree with that ! just people dogging on them for being selfish or flat or this or that. sorry you dont support women's wrongs (although in della's case she like. made 1 mistake she couldnt fully predict the consequences of ? so not even all that wrong) but being more serious i really love both their characterization like especially della who has traditionally gotten maybe the 1 personality trait of Can Fly Things shes so boisterous and fun to watch and i personally think is both written and acted with a lot of love that shines through and she plays off of every character she interacts with (donald of course being the highlight) SO well i just cant even imagine hating her The character I used to love but don’t any longer: HMM.. i cant really think of any characters that ive soured on ? ig im a bit embarrassed to admit thinking jim/negaduck is a cool villain bc people are so weird about him but thats really a them problem when im actually watching the show it doesnt impede my enjoyment The character I would totally smooch: LIEUTENANT PENUMBRA MA'AM IM FREE FRIDAY NIGHT IF YOU WANTED T, The character I’d want to be like: 🥺🥺🥺 FETHRYYYY AGHH id love to be so unbridled and earnest in my passions just for starters. i feel like living in this day and age especially even the most genuine people can fall victim to shame or just being humiliated by things that are "weird" but ultimately harmless and this is cheesy but the older i get the more unsustainable i start to see that is but it does get really hard to shake off so ! i dunno. i think we could all stand to sing to more jars of krill and relentlessly bother people until they come see the ultimately mundane thing we think is cool. hes got the right idea The character I’d slap: see i was gonna say scrooge again but then i remembered he got smacked around in a sack by launchpad in the halloween special and suplexed to the ground by that woman in sword of swanstantine ! wish fulfilled and then some !! A pairing that I love: WHEWWW TOO MANY TO LIST !!! going purely off of canon i'd have to say della/penumbra bc i do love a classic odd couple (is it cheating to say dellumbra is canon ? maybe . but also like cmon) i wish we could have gotten to see more of the development between fenton and gandra bc who doesn't love some star-crossed intrigue BUT i am very enamored by the instances of their romance we did end up getting to see A pairing that I despise: remember when people were trying to ship louie and lena. what the fuck was that

#ducktales #ask game

[elmariachu]

How would each of The OBEY ME BROTHERS react to MC finding them the most attractive? (The brothers x Fem!MC) -Part 2!-

<Summary> : OM Boys & Fem! MC Playing truth or dare, MC gets asked which brother she finds the most attractive as well as their collective responses/reactions based on the brother. [HC/dialogue..]

Part one

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Asmo :

MC : OKAY! Fine. I'll .. I'll say it, based on my "preferences".. I guess it would be... Asmo!

* There's a " yeah, imagined so" vibe going on in the room*

*Asmo is REALLY flattered and delighted. Although he likes to say he saw it coming, he definitely loved hearing her lips mouth his name like that and reassure him nonetheless*

Asmo : Ohhh!~ Thank you dear. That comes as no surprise, though! *starts making his way towards MC, all smiley and cheerful*

Satan : *Sigh* Are you sure you're not just saying that to please him, MC?

Asmo : What's that~ Are you perhaps jealous, Satan? Well, I can't help being this gorgeous, you can't blame MC for thinking the same! *answers back as he smooches MC's cheeks and giggles, moving a bit too close to her face*

Mammon : O..oi, aren't ya getting a bit too comfortable?

Asmo : *ignores him and focuses attention on MC*

Asmo : I'm just so happy that you picked me dear!!!! *happy asmo squeals* Surely, you don't mind it?

*MC.exe has stopped functionning*

Levi : I think you broke her-

Levi : ...and stop it with the pda already..!

Asmo : Tell me, what part of me do you find attractive? Is it my face? My body? Is it Both? Tell me everything~ You can touch me anywhere you'd like, dear. *is practically breathing down MC's neck*

Mammon : H-HEY! *stands up halfway* Stop that, ya perv!

[Asmo gives him an uncharacteristic death glare, causing him to flinch]

Lucifer : Settle down, Asmodeus.

Belphie : Yikes, they're taking it too far. I'm going back to bed.*

Beel : ...*chomps down on whatever food he had at the time and blushes a bit, He wonders how soft MC's cheeks feel, He'd like to poke them too, someday*

sharp inhale

Beel :

MC : OKAY! Fine. I'll .. I'll say it, based on my "preferences".. I guess it would be... Beelzebub!

*Why did she use his full name? She never does that. Well, doesn't matter.* hint : she means BUSINESS

*Everyone is sort of surprised? But not really, Beel is an attractive dude, the tallest of the bunch, which they assumed is something most girls like? Also very protective and loyal*

[Belphie is especially elated at hearing this]

Asmo : Oh?~~You're going for Beel then, MC? I did remember you saying you were more into bulkier figures the other day over text! But you know, slender bodies are more elegant and malleable!~

Levi : Yikes.. Can I unhear that? PLEASE? *on the verge of throwing up*

Satan : Hm, Beel, is it? I'd suggest you be careful he doesn't end up eating you whole. *He cheekily snickers at MC, causing her to giggle too*

Lucifer : I'll have to join in with Satan on that one. Beelzebub is practically harmless, but if he lets himself get carried away, unfortunate incidents may occur. Be on your guard.

MC : ... Sure. *just what are they thinking?*

Beel : *Initially thinks she maybe likes how toned his body is and that's that, given how much he works out and how much she praises him and hopes to achieve an athletic body too.. But then as all eyes land on him, anticipating his reaction; especially those of MC who is looking at him with a red face, definitely letting her intent show, the realization overtakes him*

Beel : *Poor baby is blushing, he never expected her to choose him out of everybody, he's glad she feels the same way and that the attraction is mutual... Will probably start seeing MC under a bit of a different light after this incident, which is exactly what she had hoped for*

Beel : I'm.. glad, MC. *He beams*

Belphie : *grinning widely* You have good taste after all, MC.

Beel : *looks down at him then blinks at MC*

MC : *flashes Beel a loving smile* Of course I do.

mans is dense asf, but wholesome so its ok,,

Belphie :

MC : OKAY! Fine. I'll .. I'll say it, based on my "preferences".. I guess it would be... Belphie!

*Belphie is always asleep? But... they do think he's pretty adorable when he's sleeping so maybe that's why?*

Belphie : *Who had just sunk into a deep sleep, snaps his eyes open at the mention of his name. Still half-asleep, he's trying to process the meaning of all of this*

Asmo : Ohh~ So it's belphie? He is pretty adorable isn't he? Not more adorable than me though!

Satan : Belphegor is your choice? I wouldn't have imagined. *He thought it to be him, what the hell MC?*

Beel : Belphie is a good choice.. MC! I agree. *Smiles brightly, instantly likes MC more, if there's even room for that.*

Mammon : Tch. That's what you were nervous for? *picking a brat like belphie over him, your one and only, your first demon? he's a pouty boy*

Lucifer : You two have been spending an awful lot of time recently together, haven't you? How are you managing your tasks, MC?

*is he seriously turning this into a lecture? Ugh. Just because all you two mostly do is nap, doesn't mean you're not getting things done! You've been busy! ...Cuddling & napping with the 7th demon...*

MC : ...Well.

Belphie : *Shut up stupid Lucifer, don't ruin this for him, this is the perfect opportunity for him to tease MC*

Belphie : *he smirks with half-lidded eyes* You think I'm the most attractive then? That's quite the compliment. Do you stare at my face when I'm sleeping? I did remember you telling me I looked dreamy when I had my eyes closed. Quite creepy, I'd say.

MC : *Is extremely embarassed, wants the ground to swallow them then and there* That's not..-

Lucifer : Belphegor, cut it out. Now.

MC : *Is able to breathe for a split second*

Lucifer : Well? MC. You still haven't responded to my question.

MC : . . .

Lucifer : Meet me at my room after this. Understood?

MC: Yes. *fml*

luci the wet blanket

Here's the second part, sorry for not posting this all at once but I got motivated to finish it soon after! Hope you enjoyed xxxxxx

#obey me #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me headcanons #obey me imagine #obey me levi #obey me leviathan #obey me lucifer #obey me lucifer x mc #obey me x mc #obey me x reader #obey me lucifer x reader #obey me shall we date #obey me satan #om fanfic

[lambden]

mel darling!! can i humbly request some fluff or hurt/comfort with letho and ciri for my favouritest @endrega23? (or just generally sweet letho, my beloved hunk of a man.) thank you so much, i smooch you 🥰

— @witchersgoldenbard 💛

absolutely you can; this was my pleasure to write! since these two don't really meet in canon (and because jjay has quite a few marvel fics on ao3), i went with a secret agent AU! i hope you both enjoy this so much <33

G, 1600 words, Generic secret agent/spy AU. Content warnings for prior animal neglect, references to animal death, and Witcher training.

When Letho first notices the anomaly, he trips over himself for the first time outside of combat in decades. Despite appearances, he isn’t a clumsy person; his size makes him no less graceful, only more of a threat. Geralt’s trainee snorts as Letho struggles to regain his footing, and her bright eyes flash open wide with curious amusement. “What?”

He hardly wants to admit that this entire time he’s been standing in Ciri’s doorway, he has failed to notice the orange threat lying in her pile of similarly coloured blankets. In his defence, the girl’s room looks far less drab than anyone else’s quarters in this base. But maybe this isn’t even a new addition to the room; there’s no telling how long Ciri has kept this thing around. Letho answers her question with one of his own: “What is that?”

Ciri looks unimpressed. “I know most Witchers keep themselves pretty removed from the real world, but surely you’ve heard of cats.” She reaches for the beast, gripping under its soft, skinny belly and pulling it up into her lap. Aside from a nasty scar just beside its ear, the cat looks harmless enough. Letho bristles and it doesn’t help Ciri’s expression. “What’s the problem? Got an allergy?”

“You shouldn’t have something like that here,” he snarls. Ciri freezes and pulls the cat closer nearly protectively, but the guilt seeping through Letho’s cold heart isn’t nearly enough to stop him. “This is no place for a fucking pet.”

The ensuing beat of silence almost convinces him that he’s won, that she’ll throw this mangy animal back into the pound she no doubt rescued it from. For the first time, Ciri looks like a real girl and not a superhuman danger to international security— and she looks frightened too. Letho doesn’t back down, and even though it looks like she might, Ciri doesn’t either. The cat starts purring gently, and Letho knows he’s fucked. Scowling, Ciri protests, “But Lambert feeds the ducks down by the lake!”

“Can’t think of a worse role model than Lambert.”

“And Eskel keeps a goat out in the courtyard!”

And Geralt kept you, Letho very much does not retort, frowning just as bitterly as Ciri. Instead, he tells her, “Goats provide milk. Eskel’s smart enough to know that in an emergency, the goat would be the first to go. Pets are a distraction— you’re not keeping it. End of story.”

“You’re not my superior,” Ciri snaps. “Technically, I outrank you. So my cat is none of your business. End of story!”

The cat mewls quietly as if in agreement, and Letho turns on his heel and storms away from the girl’s room. He heads straight to the firing range, meaning to work out his frustration with some target practice, but when he tries to fasten the headset over his ears he finds his hands shaking unexpectedly.

He doesn’t even remember his mentor’s face now, after so many decades spent as far away from Gorthur Gvaed as he could get. But Letho remembers the one moment of kindness the cruel instructor had shown him, bookended by terrible memories that plagued his nightmares for years afterwards. In-between testing their poison immunity and forcing them through training courses too difficult to escape unscathed, the Viper instructor led Letho’s class into a small room. 

The gasps of the boys who entered before him made him nervous, but when Letho finally rounded the corner there was no horrific sight awaiting him. Instead he was surprised to see a pen with at least a dozen small kittens roaming around. The recruits were told that cats naturally distrusted Witchers so as a challenge, the Vipers would need to gain the trust of the fickle animals— or some story like that, anyway. Letho hadn’t questioned the reasoning too closely, blinded by his excitement at the first gift he’d ever been given.

The cat— his cat— had been a bright point during the following years of darkness. Letho, persuasive and almost too intelligent for his own good, had no problem getting the pet to trust him. The problem was that he grew too attached, so when it came time for the final test he would face, Letho failed to spot his own weakness.

He passed the test. The last piece he needed slid into place easily. Letho walked into that room as a tactical machine and walked out a killer, with a conscience wiped clear without any trouble. Or at least, he hadn’t thought there had been any trouble— not until decades later, when he saw Geralt’s apprentice holding a small orange tabby and was suddenly reminded of a loss he had nearly accepted.

Nobody bothers him until later in the evening, when Letho has abandoned the idea of shooting away his feelings. The kitchens are usually empty at this time of night so he’s surprised when the door swings open; he’s even more surprised when he turns and sees… no one.

Letho frowns. For a beat the room is ominously empty; then approaching tiny footfalls alert him to the identity of his visitor. Staring up at him is Ciri’s cat, because of course it fucking is. Letho stares right back, glaring at the creature with what he refuses to acknowledge as bitter, bitter jealousy.

After a moment of consideration, the cat moves closer and bumps its head against his leg. Letho sharply inhales before finally bending at the waist to give the creature some attention. He’s careful not to scratch near the scar on its head; even though the wound appears healed, Letho doesn’t want to aggravate it at all. The animal keens into his touch instantly, its soft, raspy purr an unexpected balm for his senses. 

Letho, to his absolute horror, feels tears pricking up in the corners of his eyes. This only spurs the cat to be even cuddlier, of course, and Letho clears his throat. “You’re a cute one,” he admits. “Wonder if she gave you a name yet. Used to call mine Furball. … Maybe let’s keep that between us.”

The cat turns away to peek back in the direction it came, ears perking as it listens. Sure enough Letho hears the same sound a moment later, as someone races towards the kitchen and practically kicks the doors back open. It’s Ciri, looking a little windswept. Her cat meows loudly and joyously, quickly abandoning Letho to return to its owner’s side. The creature’s loyal. Letho will give it that, at least.

“Sorry, sorry, I think he saw a mouse,” Ciri quickly stammers, picking up the cat. She clearly hasn’t spent much, if any, time around animals before this one; she has no idea how to hold it properly. The animal doesn’t seem to mind, just twisting in her grip until he’s comfortable. “I didn’t mean to bother you! I’ll keep it away, I promise— Vesemir told me cats don’t really like Witchers, and I’m sure you’ve got some deep-seated trauma thingy about this because almost everyone here’s got stuff about everything, but, um… I’m sorry, I’ll keep him in my room!”

Letho thinks about if it would be wise to tell her about his deep-seated trauma thingy. Then at least she wouldn’t be left wondering why he was such an asshole to her earlier, and maybe she’d even get rid of the cat and he wouldn’t have to deal with this newfound flood of emotion ever again. But Ciri looks nervous, cradling the animal close to her chest again like she’s nearly scared that Letho will do something to harm it. He takes a heavy breath in, then out. “It’s a boy?”

“Yeah,” Ciri nods. “I found him when I was doing a recon mission with Coën— someone left him tied up in this awful dark basement. So I had to bring him back, obviously.”

Obviously. Letho silently muses on this, then finally he asks, “Given him a name yet?” Taken aback by the question, Ciri silently shakes her head. Letho smirks at the scrawny cat. “How about Gaetan?”

-

The following week, an unfriendly and impatient civilian places an emergency call to Morhen HQ, demanding that the agency deploys its best men to search for his missing feline. Unluckily for him, Letho is the first responder, and he’s less than sympathetic to the man’s claims.

“I have pictures,” the man tells Letho, brandishing said pictures in his face. Yes, Letho has in fact Seen This Animal; in fact last night he yelled at that very animal when it jumped up onto the dinner table to try to steal his salmon, and then eventually caved and ate his dinner on the floor beside the cat, and then chased a certain Wolf around the building for an hour threatening murder if Lambert didn’t delete that fucking picture right fucking now. He shakes his head, smiling to himself— this enrages the stranger, who misinterprets his amusement as derision. “Don’t you even give a fuck? My property got stolen!”

“Not really,” Letho tells him, just to watch him splutter. “Maybe you treated the cat like shit. Animals don’t just up and leave. And anyway, this is below my paygrade.”

“Your paygrade?!” The man stares, eyes bugging out of his head. “I thought you Witchers were supposed to be heroes!”

“You thought wrong,” says Letho, still smiling faintly as he steps towards the man. Coën and Ciri will be so happy to hear that Letho gained more information about their failed reconnaissance mission; and if in some small way he feels like he’s getting vengeance for Furball… well. Nobody needs to know his motives here.

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[an-annyeoing-writer]

vulnerability. – chap. 2.

Story info:

Pair: Byun Baekhyun x Reader

Rating: +18 for mentions of s*x and violence (future chapters)

Genre: angst, smut

Chapter info:

Release date: 4th June 2021

Word count: 2 751

Warnings: mentions of criminal activity

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Chap. 2.

“What’s my name?”

“Baekhyun.”

“Wrong.”

A stroke of the riding crop over her chest makes the woman whimper. She’s older than him, but it doesn’t matter. Right now, everything about her – her age, name, wants and aversions – they’re all reduced to the leather collar around her neck.

“How are you to address me?”

“Master” she doesn’t hesitate.

The man does, though – he stares her down just for a few seconds, as if to judge her, before he speaks again.

“Good.”

Her gaze follows him as he walks slowly around her, observing her body’s reaction. She’s not to move, not to ask questions. She’s to accept it.

“I’m going to beat you with the crop now. Do you understand?”

“Yes.”

“Bend over.”

* * *

The day was long, but Baekhyun found himself relieving stress in one of his favorite ways.

This time, he sat in The Queen of Spades alone, sipping whiskey and silently watching people around him, eventually ending up staring into the alcohol’s surface instead, until it disappeared entirely and there were only a few pieces of ice at the bottom left to look at. Once they melted, he’d drink them up as well – and it would probably happen, as he wasn’t about to leave anytime soon. There was not much to do.

His eyes landed on the small cut on the inside of his palm, placed next to the glass; the cut was still fresh, but not deep enough to require medical assistance, or even bandaging for that matter. Accidents happened – in some jobs more than in others. The best he could do was to make sure that accidents like this would not follow him back home.

He heard his phone vibrate, but it took him a few seconds to pick it up.

“Hello.”

“Hi there, Hyunie.”

The familiar voice made him sigh deeply with annoyance.

“You don’t sound happy to hear me,” the feminine voice on the other side spoke in slight offense.

“Sorry, it’s not your fault, Luna, I thought I’d be off for the night,” he admitted honestly; the woman’s presence was not something he minded much, but she wasn’t one who ever brought good news, so his mood instantly dropped the moment he heard her voice.

“Well, tonight you can rest, I have something for tomorrow, though.”

Baekhyun exhaled, already rubbing his temples.

“Spill it, I guess.”

“It’s an office. They have a very good security and our hacker couldn’t get in, so we need someone to go there and get some physical copies out, take a few pics and then leave them where they were. No footprints. We need the copies by Monday, and I’ll send someone to give you the details in person tomorrow.”

“Alright. I’ll be waiting.”

“One more thing.”

“What’s that?” He was ready to hang up; thinking became too tiring. But tomorrow; tomorrow, he’d consider this; now was his time off.

“You did leave footprints today, everyone knows. That you got in trouble, and the police were called. What if they recognize you?”

The man snorted in response.

“No way, I know our safety measures. I wouldn’t let them see my face. It was just an accident, okay. A harmless one. I know better and it won’t happen again” he elaborated, feigning confidence – anything just to make this conversation end.

“Are you sure it was harmless?” Luna was the most composed as she spoke, her voice completely ridden of emotions, and that was what started to worry him. As he knew, carelessness and light humor were typical of her, not this seriousness and solemnity.

“What do you mean?”

“The police have a sample of your blood” she finally spilled. “It wasn’t enough to extract your DNA, but it’s already something. Be careful next time, could you?”

His heart dropped. Confidence was gone.

“…Got it.”

“That’s all. Just take care of yourself, Hyunie.”

“Yeah…”

“Sleep well tonight. You have a long day ahead.” She made a quiet smooch sound.

“Goodnight, Luna.”

The line went dead.

For the next few minutes, Baekhyun stared straight ahead, seemingly deep in thought.

In fact, though, he was depleted of thoughts. He was stuck in the bubble of no thinking, no reasons, no emotions, as his brain processed the information it just gathered, but the process was happening outside of his consciousness.

He wished to stay in his thoughtless bubble for longer, but the thin barrier between his consciousness and his internal dialogue finally broke, and he was flooded with everything that he’d been keeping at bay ever since the conversation started.

And so, Byun Baekhyun started contemplating all the things that he preferred to keep away from himself, so as to not spiral into depression and frustration.

He chose a job, thinking, that the breach of law will give him the freedom he desperately wanted.

He ended up dependent on other people to the point where not even the law could protect him anymore; exactly the opposite – the law didn’t seem much of an obstacle anymore, in comparison to all the other things he got tangled in. It wasn’t a lifestyle that one could escape, and he’d learned it way too late.

He tried to achieve independence, but he became a pawn in other people’s hands, irrelevant to the big things happening around; trusted and respected, yet simply disposable at someone else’s command.

There was only one way he knew that could help him regain the sense of control.

And that was how Byun Baekhyun coped.

* * *

“Bend over.”

She obliges without a question, leaning over the table in front of her. Apparently, he’s interested in her behind, rather than the chest that was only a bit pink from the previous hits. She’s an obedient, but slightly frisky one, one that aims to please while also hoping for some pleasure for herself, getting bored easily, but also fussy if something goes not as she wants. Baekhyun breaks her spirit every time they meet, ridding her of any remaining selfishness.

But she enjoys the pain. He makes sure she enjoys nothing else.

The first hit makes her moan, rather than resist. Her skin is smooth, with no scars, and he makes sure it won’t stay this way for much longer, at least for the next few weeks that it will take to heal after he’s done.

The next few swats must feel nice as well, but then her voice falters and turns into quiet whimpers. She doesn’t try to move away, instead, she leans back, at least for the next few hits until it becomes too much and she tries to move away instead.

She doesn’t speak, and neither does he; the sound of the riding crop hitting her bottom mixes with her breath becoming strained and whines becoming louder from pain.

* * *

It was a few days later that Baekhyun sat again in his favorite, cozy area of The Queen of Spades, with a man taller, but younger than himself; it was not so difficult to be taller than Baekhyun, but at the age of 29, most of the people in his circle of closest friends were younger, while most of the ones in his work field were older, which was some sort of a good sign, meaning that he’s worth more than most people of his age.

29 years old – a confusing age. He should have had his life figured out by now, and, to some extent, he had – he knew what he was good at, and what he could do to slowly ensure himself a stable retirement. But to say he was pleased with his career of choice would probably be a misstatement. Yet, that was what he had, and that was what he needed to accept.

They sat on the leather couch that he usually occupied. The taller, bar-styled table and two chairs were on the right side of the couch – he usually used them when carrying on serious conversations. But currently, he was there just to rest, and so in use was the couch. He glanced at the man on his side – leaning his head on Baekhyun’s shoulder, looking fragile despite, in comparison to Baekhyun, being the stronger silhouette.

“Don’t fall asleep, Sehun.”

No answer came, and he didn’t feel a strong need to disturb the other’s rest. Maybe it wouldn’t be too appropriate to sleep in such a place, making an impression of getting drunk over the limits – which was not really the case, alcohol wasn’t the reason for Sehun’s tiredness – however, in fact, who was there to judge them? Especially with Baekhyun being a regular customer who knew everyone else with such a title; and most of them knew what he was up to as well, and why the people he came with usually were not in the most energetic moods.

The music playing in The Queen of Spadeswas usually quiet and climatic, R&B and jazz tunes mixed with the voices of people, and people coming here usually didn’t try stir the bar’s aura.

In fact, it was exactly the opposite.

The moment a person entered the bar, welcomed by the dim space of browns, beiges, woods, and crystals, their soul instantly filled with the calm atmosphere. The aesthetic and climate gave a clear cue, that intruding them wouldn’t be worth much; it was the best to accept and follow, to allow the place to create the unique experience.

“Sehun, are you sleeping?” Baekhyun glanced at the other, and the man only hummed lowly in response. Baekhyun’s shoulder began to cramp, so he gently lifted the other’s head and rested it on the couch’s backrest instead. Sehun instantly moved a little to adjust, but it didn’t seem like he’d want to get up anytime soon. Baekhyun eyed the bruises on his neck – slowly darkening fingerprints of his own.

The bar’s door suddenly opened, catching his attention with noise when the door accidentally hit the wall. Two girls walked in: one of them he saw come here a few times before, alone and not, and the other… well, the other he had not only seen before, but would most likely see in the future as well. What a coincidence.

[F/n] looked nothing like when he last saw her; primarily because, at the museum, she wore modest clothes that suited the situation. Now, in tight fitted pants and a loose shirt exposing a fair amount of cleavage, she looked way more like a girl of her age, similar to many others that came to the bar every day. If not for the fact he knew her, he wouldn’t have paid her much attention now; however, he did know a bit, and if not her appearance, then at least the personality behind it kept his eyes on her until she looked over her shoulder, sparing him a shy glance, as though either knowing he’s looking at her, or, at the very least, expecting him in the same place as he usually was – in fact, he guessed it would be the latter.

She smiled at him softly, and he reciprocated the smile, tension on his face dissipating; the smile grounded him, in a way, reminding him of the fact that, just as he could watch anyone now, he could also be watched. His presence also didn’t make her as tense as it did before, which was relieving – he started worrying if he didn’t go too far during their official first meeting. The word sensitive written on the page of his notebook wasn’t taken out of the blue. She was fragile, he could tell; not in a bad way – but he knew how his demeanor impacted her back then. But that was sort of a proof in itself, a proof of her determination, because despite this impact, she didn’t back out when she had the chance to.

He still felt that she’s not completely aware of what came with the lifestyle – hobby? activity? – that she was getting herself into. Yet, when he thought about it, how could anyone know that for sure, before they had a taste of what’s it like? If anything, he could give her a chance, he thought; a trial, to see if not only she’s in for her own indulgence, but if she can handle what he himself is interested in.

“Wazzup?” Sehun’s voice sounded by his side. The man was undoubtedly good at recognizing his changes in moods. When Baekhyun didn’t feel confident enough to say too much, it was usually Sehun who asked the questions, allowing him to spill out what was on his mind.

“Nothing much. There’s a girl, though, she wants to join” he explained slowly. Sehun’s face didn’t change at the statement.

“You want to take her?”

“Not sure yet.”

“Ah, so.”

“What do you think?” Baekhyun glanced down at the other; Sehun didn’t look at him, his eyes remained closed.

“Well, I don’t know her. But since Byeoli moved out, your circle’s been kind of empty. There’s me, Chaejang, Lisa… well, yeah, that’s it. You haven’t taken anyone new in a while, and old ones are leaving… Aren’t you getting bored?”

“I’m not bored with any of you.” The statement was simple, but meaningful; Sehun smiled softly at that.

“Well, but you seem to have a lot of free time now, and when you have too much free time, you do stupid things.”

Baekhyun scoffed.

“I mean it.” Sehun looked at him directly now. “You’re getting lonely. You need stimuli.”

To the last statement, there was no answer. The men sat there in silence for some more time, until the glasses became empty, until there was nothing more to sit there for, and until the night became so deep that it threatened with becoming the morning soon.

* * *

“Will this be all?”

“Yes, thank you.”

You gave the customer in front of you a bill with the price of his purchase – an average one, just some grocery; not like you paid it much attention – and took the calculated amount of cash from his hand. No change, no problem. You shared a warm smile, as warm as you could muster up at the late hour. It was one of the days when your natural shyness and introversion didn’t get in the way, and you could enjoy the few polite words exchanged with the people passing the store.

“Thank you, goodnight.”

Right as the door closed behind the man, your phone suddenly called and you reached under the counter, where some of your personal things rested during your shift, ready to reach for if necessary.

“Hello?”

“Hello. Am I disturbing you?” Your heart skipped at the familiarity of the voice. However, this time it wasn’t due to anxiety – you started to look forward to his response, and it was like butterflies in your stomach when you received one. You probably should save his number, though.

“Um… Not much” you replied honestly.

“Is your Friday afternoon free?”

“This Friday?” It was Wednesday, you consulted your imaginary calendar.

“Yeah” he replied shortly.

“Um… Sorry, I have the night shift. Saturday?” You counteroffered right away, not wanting him to take your response as a rejection.

“Won’t you be tired?”

“I’ll sleep it off before the afternoon. I’m used to it.” Your free hand fiddled nervously with the strap of your ID badge.

“Hm, okay then. Can we meet at The Queen of Spades? I live nearby too.”

“Where are we going?”

“To my place.” He hesitated for just a second or two. “Are you okay with that?”

The statement made all the cogs in your head move. You hesitated now, too.

Was it what you thought it was? You couldn’t be sure – it could have been just another one of the ordinary meetings, one to get to know each other better, one to pass free time. It was still soon – you didn’t expect it to happen so fast. Even in the span of the time that has passed ever since seeing him for the first time, till reaching this particular point – it still felt so fast, as though after all these years of hopeless yearning you weren’t ready for jumping into the deep end and bringing your dreams to life.

Yet, your instincts were at ease, no red flags, no suspicions. You didn’t feel a need to refuse, or to wait. What would happen if you did – wouldn’t you end up regretting it? Would you be stuck in your safe-zone forever? Although you felt naïve in your trust, you still trusted your instincts foremost.

So the answer came naturally.

“Yes. Yes, I’m in.”

* * *

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Next (Chapter 3.)

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[whatifxwereyou]

The Oncoming Storm Part 27: Untangling

Liu Kang x Reader and Kung Lao x Reader (gonna do both, two paths!)

Relaxing(?) with Chen and taking some time for yourself... and things are uh... interesting, to say the least.

The choice is like 3-4 posts away- and I just wanted to give you a heads up that it won't be an overt "i choose so and so" choice. It will be a... seemingly monotonous choice that will lead you, dear reader, down a path to end up with one or the other! Do you guys want me to label which choice goes where? I mean it'll be obvious after the next parts are up which one is which SO I guess it doesn't matter?? Just figured I'd ask! Smooches.

Part 26 Part 28 Chapter Index

You left Kung Lao to rest and decided afterward to relax in the hot springs. Your body was sore, even more so after having gone toe to toe with a second monster. At least the second monster hadn’t tossed you around like a ragdoll the way the first one had. Still, you were sore. You made your way to the springs, rinsed off in the changing room, found a towel, and then walked inside. It was peaceful and there were only a handful of other people there.

You explored the pools a bit further back in hopes of finding some peace and quiet. Thankfully, your time in the springs in Huangshan hadn’t ruined this for you. They were so drastically different.

Peace and quiet were exactly what you’d been granted for a time.

Resting your head back against the natural stone formations, you let your sore body bask in the warmth of the water. It was enough to clear your thoughts of the word ‘monster’ being so frequent in your vocabulary and both the men that you’d left with fevers in their respective rooms.

It was no wonder that you drifted to sleep so quickly. Your sleep wasn’t restful though. You kept seeing flashes of the nightmare you’d had before you’d crawled into Liu’s bed that night. Then you saw the man with the horns, his white eyes staring into yours, and you felt the pain of his hand in your chest.

There was a splash next to you and you sat upright quickly, fists clenched at the ready for a fight. Chen was looking at you in surprise. You sighed with relief and relaxed. Chen and a few of the other women from the infirmary, as well as two of the cooks that you’d met a handful of times were getting into the water alongside you. You had tried to get to know the people you interacted with every day if not just a little bit. They worked hard and you wanted them to feel appreciated.

“It’s good to see you back, Y/N!” One of the younger girls chimed in and then went about chatting to the woman next to her animatedly. You greeted them politely and then rested your head back against the stone. Chen sat close to you. So much for peace. Even so, you smiled. Chen pestered you sure, but she was also a delight to talk to. Your smile faded quickly as you remembered the last conversation you had.

“How are you feeling?” Chen asked discreetly. You sat upright and covered your bruised neck as Chen made to poke at it. It was still sore. “I’m guessing that’s not from anything fun, huh?”

“Definitely not something fun.” You sunk down so that your neck was in the water, to hide, and Chen giggled. “I’m fine, by the way. Just tired. I haven’t been sleeping well the past few nights.” You hadn’t, you supposed. There had been nightmares and then you and Kung Lao had gotten about four hours of sleep before you’d had to roll out of bed to go and meet Raiden. The women stared at you with rapt attention as if expecting an exciting reason for you to have not been sleeping.

“Because…?” Chen urged you onward hopefully and you splashed at them.

“I am so not in the mood, Chen.”

Chen and the other women laughed. “It’s all in good fun, Y/N. I know that things were crazy for you in Japan. I’ve heard you had quite the adventure.”

“Is that so?”

“Yeah! One of Raiden’s scribes overheard Kung Lao recounting your adventure with that tar thing.”

“Are you all gossips?”

“Look, it can be really boring here sometimes while those with the marks are off going on adventures and protecting the world. We’re here to protect you so I feel like in return we get to live vicariously through you. Is that so much to ask?” Chen had her chest puffed out proudly and you bowed your head and gestured toward her friends.

“My apologies, gossip away.”

“I was promised more information after you’d ditched Liu Kang. Define complicated please.”

The eyes of the other monks were on you, as curious but less forward than Chen. You bet it was so they could all update their little betting pool appropriately and you narrowed your eyes at them. “I will no gossip about myself. Especially not in front of everyone. No offense, guys.”

“Boo! You’re no fun, Y/N! There must be something steamy you’re not sharing with me. I swear that I interrupted something that morning with Liu Kang. I’ve thought about it on repeat since you left.” Chen poked your shoulder and the other women agreed with her, so you held your face in your hands to hide your embarrassment. Your skin was officially hotter than the spring water. They were whispering about what Chen had seen and it was much more dramatic than what had actually happened.

If they only knew that Chen hadn’t been completely wrong with her assumptions. Liu had asked you to stay in bed with him. Ugh, you wished that you had.

“Oh, stop picking on Y/N, guys. We have plenty to gossip about and she deserves to relax. She’s all bruised up, look at her.” One of the younger girls came to your defense and you were relieved.

They seemed eager to talk about whatever other gossip they’d picked up in the temple. You tuned most of it out as much as you could. You’d always struggled with gossip. Most of your life you’d been gossiped about, and it had never been in a good way. You didn’t like making other people feel like they were being talked about behind their back. You supposed it made you bottle everything inside which wasn’t exactly healthy either. No one was perfect. The kind of gossip that these monks were involved in didn’t bother you as much. It seemed harmless. No one’s feelings were getting hurt.

You listened to the hum of conversation. Apparently, one of the groups of monks who had gone into the closest town to pick up goods had gotten themselves into a bit of trouble with one of the women there. The story was ridiculous, and you wondered if this was how they talked about you when you weren’t around. It probably sounded just as absurd. It was funny. At least the gossip seemed distant from the truth. Unless this was the truth and, in that case, you felt terribly sorry for the woman and the monk who had gotten into trouble with her husband.

They were terrible monks.

The group drifted in the water until they were out of earshot, and you were grateful for the peace. You almost managed to fall asleep again but instead you felt Chen lifting your arm out of the water to check your pulse. You peeked one eye open and found Chen smiling at you.

“Still feeling okay? You’re pretty pale.”

“You can relax, Chen. You don’t always have to be on call. I’m fine. Really.”

“I work extra hard to make up for all the gossip.”

“I’m really okay. Just tired. I’m probably going to go back to my room and sleep soon. Less risk of drowning if I pass out there.” Only marginally less, you thought. You’d almost drowned yourself in ink the other night.

“Aww, not going to regale me with any stories of danger and romance?”

“I don’t know if I’m emotionally up to discussing the danger and romance, as you call it.”

“Why not?”

“It’s… a lot. It’s escalated in complication. I’m mixed up right now. I think my discussion needs to be more… mental.” You realized, suddenly, that Chen had weaseled you into talking about it.

“Oh? Going to make a decision soon?”

“You’re such a sneak. You know that, right?”

“Do go on.” Chen batted her eyelashes happily, resting her elbow against the stone.

“Yeah, yeah. It’s time to make a choice. I’ve got to… sort it out. I have to talk to them about it or just… make an honest move. It scared me for a while, but it needs to happen. No matter what happens next? I have to stop kissing both of them but there’s so much conflict in my heart…”

“Oh, hold on, excuse me? You’ve kissed them both? Y/N! You have been holding out on me!”

“Could you please lower your voice.” You sat up higher in alarm. “You’re completely missing the point that I was making.” You scooted further back from the other monks and Chen followed you. Your face was on fire again and the water was too hot.

“I need details immediately.” Chen’s eyes were filled with glee. “Which one of them kisses better? Are they good kisses? When did this happen? Has this happened more than once? Was there tongue? Did you do more than kissing?”

“Oh, for the love of all that you believe in, please stop!” You laughed and held your hands out in a panic to try and silence Chen. “I’m begging you to lower your voice.”

Chen cackled with laughter and pointed at your red face in amusement. You waited for Chen to get herself together. It took an awkwardly long amount of time. Chen cleared her throat and then straightened her posture as if she had to prepare herself to have a conversation. “Okay. Sorry. Yes, continue. That was delightful. What is it that has you so mixed up?” Besides the fact that they were both gorgeous? Besides the fact that their kisses and their touches literally took your breath away? That they both filled you with a deep and desperate longing that made you want to rip your insides out and offer them as sacrifice?

Liu Kang was the proverbial spark. You’d never once been drawn to another human being the way that you were drawn to him. It was like your bodies called to one another and as silly as you felt for thinking it, it was also true. Kung Lao, however, was your childhood love, but all grown up and while he was a complete mess, he was also romantic as hell. It wasn’t the same attraction you shared with Liu, but your attraction was different and just as wonderful.

“You’re just going to make fun of me.”

“You were quiet for a long time there. Getting lost in memories of kisses?”

“See?”

“Of course I’m going to make fun of you, Y/N, but I will also try to be a good friend.”

“You’re also going to just tell everyone else about it.”

“…true.”

“Ugh.”

“You could still tell me. I promise I’ll twist it enough that no one will quite believe me.”

“I’m… I just…” You sighed in frustration, mussed your hair, and then decided to just go for it. It would make Chen happy to get something of substance from you and maybe putting it out into the universe would offer you some reflection. Chen was hanging on your every word. “I have this crazy attraction to Liu. Plus, he’s so sweet and funny and smart. He holds me in such reverence and it’s going to sound so crazy cheesy but he’s made of fire in just about every way and… ugh he calls me beautiful and…” You whined and leaned your head back against the stone and felt your insides tighten up just at the thought. This hadn’t helped.

Chen was fanning herself.

“Hard to beat that. When was this steamy, fiery kiss…?”

“You are fishing for more information than I’m willing to give you.”

“You can’t blame me for trying. So, what’s the hang up with Lao then? I’ve seen you with Liu. You two are natural together.”

“Like I said, it’s complicated. I… ugh, I am bad at this. I hate this, Chen. I hate talking about it.”

“I know. It’s the worst. I wish you were drunk. You’d go on about it.”

“I kind of wish I was drunk too.”

“Raiden said no liquor for now.” Chen was disappointed. “Focus. Lao. Tell me.”

“We… it’s complicated, okay? We butt heads but he’s so damn nostalgic and surprisingly sweet when he’s not… trying to be. It’s hard to explain why I’m hung up on it because it’s… emotional? When he kissed me? The world disappeared. It makes me think that maybe if we hadn’t lost touch, if he hadn’t disappeared, then we probably would have been together from the beginning. It’s not any less magnetic, just different. Lao and I are very alike. Liu balances me out.” You sighed and briefly forgot that you were talking to the biggest gossip that you had ever met. “I care deeply for them both. I don’t want to hurt either of them, but I can’t take the emotional turmoil of bouncing back and forth between them anymore. And it’s not fair to any of us.”

“Wow, this is actually eating you up inside. I thought you were just being ridiculous to avoid telling me dirty details.” Chen seemed impressed and you turned your attention to her in surprise. Of course, it was eating you up inside! How could it not? “You’re really not going to just get them super drunk and then get spit roasted by both and have a wild night none of you will remember?”

You choked on your own spit and then coughed, leaning out of the water and onto the stone to escape the heat of the springs. Chen patted you on the back but laughed. “I have to look at and talk to them every day, Chen!”

“Have fun picturing that for the rest of your life.”

“Oh, I hate you right now.” You laughed, but the mental image was there, and Chen was right. It would live in your brain rent free for the rest of your life.

“You’ll be fine, Y/N. Just follow your heart and please get laid. Then get drunk and give me all those dirty details.”

“I’m so glad that I’m asking you for advice.” You managed to clear your windpipe, finally. “That was sarcasm. Sorry, choked up.” You shook the mental image away again. Your morning with Liu Kang hadn’t helped that mental image at all. “I’ll figure it out. I’m at a point where I’m ready to figure it out. But I think you’ve teased me enough. I’m going upstairs to get some rest because I am hotter than the springs now.”

“Good. Rest. You’re still pale when you’re not as red as I made you.”

“I plan too.”

“I hope you run into one of them and you can’t shake the mental image!” Chen called to you as you started out of the water, and you nearly slipped and fell back in.

“Goodbye, Chen.” You waved back to her and then bowed to the other monks before returning to the changing room, getting back into your clothes, and heading back to your room. Thankfully, you didn’t run into Liu Kang or Kung Lao. You hoped that they were still resting.

You threw yourself into bed and laid face down for a while, contemplating your options. It was kind of nice to think of how it might wind up. What were you complaining about? There were two incredibly attractive men chasing after your heart. Even so, it filled your stomach with anxiety and dread. You didn’t want to hurt either of them. You wished there were a reality where you could have them both but knew that would end messy too.

After changing into a nightshirt, you went to bed. You really were exhausted but your sleep wasn’t restful. You tossed and turned throughout the night, plagued with nightmares. When you opened your eyes, there was a silhouette of a horned man standing at the side of your bed. You struggled to move, to blink, but you were paralyzed by fear. Breathing was difficult and he leaned over you and reached for your throat. His face was shadow with the exception of a wicked white smile. You felt like he held you down, pinned to your bed, pushing you further into it.

Your body ached.

You were seeing spots, unable to breathe. No matter how you tried, you couldn’t fight it. It was like sleep paralysis. You’d read about it, but it also felt real. He was closer to you, inches from your face, and his clawed hand rested over your cheek.

Then suddenly you were free of the grip that held you prisoner, that had trapped you in bed. You were alone and gasped for struggled breaths. Panicked, you crawled out of bed, collapsing onto the floor and bursting into sobs. Ink spilled from your hands, staining the floor. You struggled to stop shaking and push yourself up, catching your breath.

Then you froze in horror.

Strands of ink were spread across your room from wall to wall, floor to ceiling, creating an elaborate and dangerous web.

What the actual hell?

What had you done?

How had you done it?

Reaching out with a shaky hand, you brushed your fingers over the thick web of ink and pulled your hand back immediately. It had been solid and sharp, slicing the tip of your finger.

You trembled with fear and leaned as far against the bed as you could press your body. You tried to get up, to will yourself to move, but instead it felt like your lungs were being squeezed by invisible hands. Your fingers were curling up and you pulled them close to your chest. Closing your eyes, you tried to take deep breaths to calm down but you could barely exhale.

You’d filled your room with ink in your sleep.

That had to have been a vision, but it hadn’t been the future or the past. It had been of that thing in your room with you, hovering over you. What, was this some Catholic-style possession? Maybe finding the artifacts had been a mistake.

You laid on the floor, stretching out into child’s pose to try and help yourself calm down, to breathe. This moment mattered. Not the nightmare. Not the vision. Not the fear.

Just the moment.

You would be okay.

After an agonizingly long time, you felt your heart finally slowing down. Your fingers uncurled and you were able to sit upright. Your head was spinning but you could at least think without the screaming adrenaline of panic.

You couldn’t get out of your room with the ink like this.

The strands were too closely knit together. Pushing your hair back, still shaking, you held it away from your face and tried to think. You’d trapped yourself in the room. But you’d made the ink so maybe you could unmake it too. Holding your palm close to the nearest strand of ink, you closed your eyes and focused. It wouldn’t move and your whole body was shaking.

Your brain was buzzing with panic still. You tried again and were thrown back against the bed, but the ink was gone in a blink. Your hands were aching like you’d been punched right in the palms. They were dark and bruised. But you’d done it. The ink was gone.

Wrapping your arms around your knees, you pressed yourself against the bed.

You had to get a hold of yourself.

What the fuck had just happened?

There was a knock at your door, and you whined, buried your face against your knees, and then took a deep breath. You felt like you could vomit but you managed to get yourself up, vomit free, and made your way to the door. Shaky on your feet, you recognized the monk on the other side. He kept guard outside of Raiden’s chambers. He bowed to you politely as the monks often did.

“Lord Raiden requests your presence.”

“I-I’ll be there in a few… few minutes. I just… I need to get dressed.” You tried not to sound like you had been hysterically sobbing only a few minutes ago. The monk didn’t seem to notice. He bowed and walked away to deliver your message. You leaned against the door after he’d left, taking shaky breaths. You had to calm down.

Liu Kang would have had you meditate so you decided to do just that. You sat on your prayer mat and closed your eyes. Deep breaths. Grounding exercises. You could hear his comforting voice in your head, guiding you along.

In truth, you just wanted to be held.

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[felswritingfire]

I NEED TAKEMARU DAD HC, TADATOMO AND XOLOTLS WERE SO GOOD

SO, FIRST OF ALL: THANK YOU, DEAR ;0; I'M SO HAPPY YOU ENJOYED THEM-

AND SECONDLY: Y'all- this has been fucking sitting as a WIP in my google docs for so fucking long- I have so many others too. Like, Claude, Zab, Jacob- ALL THE TEACHERS ARE IN THERE- Hakuman, Durga, Babylon- uuuuuuhhh, fuuuuckiiiiin' TANGAROA. HOMBRE'S IN THERE AND TETSU AND NOMAD-

FUck- I just, there's a lot fjsdlkjlskdjs

ANYWAY! Under the cut for length because this- ah,,,, this is a big boy-

THIS DUDE HAS BEEN WAITING FOR THIS MOMENT FOR ALL HIS LIFE- HE’S SO READY TO START A FAMILY WITH YOU

You two planned this out- like, in depth have planned this out because first of all, the dude made it very clear, in the beginning of your relationship, that he was in it for the long haul and he wanted a family with you, like, a horde of children. But after he made your guys’ house and you two established yourselves first

Which, spoiler, you both did all that, so now it’s either baby making time or adoption time

You guys probably end up with a huge ass family, and I’m not joking when I say that, because five children is big. But you know what, that’s better than the 15 (especially if you have to birth that many- like, oof) he was trying to sell you on tbh

Like, shit- this man wore a suit and made a powerpoint to try and convince you why 15 was the golden number, to which you responded that you’d like to have a retirement one day. He couldn’t really fight you there

But your kiddos end up being an oldest girl and the rest boys- which he loves his girl so much, she tries her hardest to keep the boys in line

WHICH WORKS TO VARYING DEGREES TBH

She’s so soft spoken and shy and they’re all… rough and tumble little gremlins

Speaking of the babies, she’s probably older than the youngest by five years; the oldest boy is a year younger than her; the second oldest boy is two years younger than him; and from there, you had the third boy a year from the second and finally the fourth boy a year from the third- (I had to literally do math to make sure I was right on that jsl;kfdjdfslk)

ANYWAY

You’re guys’ baby girl??? Absolute angel, but she had a lot of anxiety as a baby so she had to be held by one of you guys or she would whimper and cry- not even a loud cry, but a heart broken one??? It just- UGH-

The first time Takemaru heard her whimper, he just about sobbed with her- it really didn’t help that she was trying to get out of the blanket she was swaddled in, so she was rocking back and forth on her back, so he could see her little fingers push and pull at the fabric- he forgot all about the bottle he was trying to make for her and picked her up and held her so close in his hands-

He was wide-eyed and terrified he was going to break her as he just held her, but he didn’t and her sniffles died down and she sighed against his neck (he really cried there- but you never heard that shhh)

Kurogane became the favorite uncle when he gave you guys a personalized baby carrier for a little get together to celebrate her birth (they have one for all of the babies too!)

You and Kuro just about jumped when Take wrapped his arms around the man in near tears

But then the title was revoked and presented to Heph instead because the man hand sewed this little stuffed pegasus, his fingers all bandaged and he had this nervous smile on his face as he handed it to your little girl, who LAUGHED AND MADE GRABBY HANDS FOR IT???? When I say that you’ve never seen Takemaru shove a man away and bring another one into a hug so fast (Heph looked fucking constipated as soon as the impact happened- you almost cackled at the pure offence on his face)- you mean it

Kurogane was sprawled on the floor staring blankly at the ceiling until you went up and asked him if he was alright; his reply was raising his fist and declaring “This is war!”

And thus, the story of how your baby girl ended up with a horde of plushies, that she refuses to get rid of to this day began

You have yet to tell them that her favorite uncle is actually Amatsumara- you guys can rest assured that he is the go to babysitter for her because she clings just as hard to him as she does to you guys (no, you two aren’t a little jealous, what makes you think that-)

When you’re first boy is born- you two are not prepared for the mass chaos that is held in his little body- he is an absolute gremlin

You don’t even know how- Takemaru blames you; you are offended

He’s such a needy baby and he cries constantly- and then he laughs when he knocks something out of one of your guys’ hands

You two love him to death- you swear

His sissy tries to help since you two keep her right next to you when your tending to your little boy- always giving her head pats or nodding along when she softly coo about something- but, there’s only so much a one year old can do to help

But she really tries her hardest

It’s easier for all three of you when the next boy comes along because he’s exactly like your oldest boy was and your girl has aged a little bit so she can do a tad bit more than when she was younger- not much, but still

Though your oldest boy brings his own bouts of problems to the table too because boy does he want to see how bouncy his brother is

You and Takemaru both dived to keep your oldest boy from using his little brother as a literal baby trampoline. Suffice to say, he got in trouble

By the time the last two are born/come in, you guys are basically baby experts- like, hot damn, you guys got everything lined up with zero hesitation and can read the boys like a damn book

You guys immediately know what they need/want without them even uttering a cry; your daughter has also picked up this skill and she takes care of the other two toddlers too, which helps you guys a whole bunch

Oh! Oh! You’re little girl really likes holding her baby brother- like, really likes to hold him and can hold him for hours on end

She’s very attached to him and Takemaru lives for it tbh

Though she loves all her brothers and her brothers all really love her too

When the boys are all toddler aged, they will literally work together to keep Takemaru from going to work by ganging up on him and clinging to his legs; little do they know is that their papa doesn’t have tree trunk legs for nothing- so he just walks, albeit with the funniest gait because of the four children clinging to both of his legs, and just goes about his morning until he gets to the door where he begins to pull them off with one hand and lift them up so he could plant a big ol’ kiss on their forehead and tell them that he loves them and he’ll see them when he gets home; the boys are all squealing in delight when this happens. You’re daughter will trail behind the fiasco while holding your hand and he’ll always hold open his arms for you and her to rush into his arms and hug him- and so he can also give you two forehead smooches uwu

When you guys need babysitters literally the Crafters are all for it, though Heph is a little nervous about it, but Talos is literally raring to go! He fucking loves kids!

Your girl loves Amatsu, as mentioned before; your oldest boy LOVES Musashi, they get into so much trouble together, though they both calmed down a bit after your little girl almost got hit in the head with a rock and Amatsu about hung them from their toes; your second and third oldest love watching Kurogane work, like, they will actively be asking him questions at rapid fire speed. It’s honestly amazing how he keeps up with their questions while he’s tinkering with whatever he project he’s working on this week; your youngest one is fascinated with Heph himself, he’ll always seek him out, usually hobbling to Talos and asking him if he could hang out with them and Talos is always quick to say yes. At first, Heph was really nervous about having him there but over time he started to get used to his presence (and this is technically his little brother right? He has to be nice to him!) and now he sits him on his lap so he can see what Heph is doing and he’ll even let him help with the smaller stuff in the project. It’s most likely gonna be with something harmless, like a little toy robot lion tbh

Sometimes they don’t want to give them back tbh

Takemaru almost threw hands with Musashi because he hid your oldest and refused to tell you guys where he was because “you aren’t taking away our little buddy, old chap!” Turns out you kiddo was just taking a nap inside of one of Musashi’s napping nooks-

By the time their tween years role around, the boys are bouncing off the walls and your little girl is trying so fucking hard to keep them under control

You swear you guys have white hairs from the boys specifically because your third oldest came

running in with his whole hand stuck in the pickle jar- you don’t even know how?????? Takemaru literally had to break it open because he couldn’t pull your kid’s damn hand out of the jar

Oml, puberty is a trip, especially when it happened to your oldest boy: you come into the living just to see your him sitting and staring at the fire in the fireplace, looking like he saw something horrific and so, like the good mama/papa/nano you are, you come and put a comforting hand on his shoulder and ask: “honey, what’s wrong?”

To which this little shit replies in the most distraught voice: “My balls look like moss balls.”

You sit, blinked, and had to let it sink in with what he meant, when you heard a horrified gasp from behind you and you turned to see your husband covering your daughter's ears. “WE DON’T TALK ABOUT THOSE THINGS IN FRONT OF THE LADY/LADIES, YOUNG MAN.”

“BUT THEY DO, DAD! IT’S TERRIBLE- THEY’RE SO ITCHY-”

You had drowned out the conversation by that point and from the look on your daughters face- she has too

Your other three are much more… calm? About the whole ordeal; at the very least they’re not loud like their older brother is about it

Your daughter is the chillest with it, she reads a lot of books so she kinda pieced together what was happening of her own accord

The boys all cackle together when their voices crack and have made a whole game about who’s voice could crack the most

They all like to tinker with things thanks to Takemaru and the other Crafters influences! Your daughter is into intricate things, like limbs and the likes; your oldest son is into metal work, especially with swords; your second and third are both really interested in making little rockets; and your youngest is fascinated with robots because Talos and Orihime are so cool?????? Oml???

So you two got a horde of brainiacs and you’re so proud of them

By the time they’re in high school, your daughter is already wracking up scholarships for her little inventions and essays on her observations. Your boys are taking it a bit more slowly than their sister is, but that doesn’t meant that your oldest boy isn’t selling his metal works for a good price, and your two middle sons are already piecing together a little shop of their own (with dad’s help- Take’s pretty good with money and budgeting), and you’re youngest has really been brushing up on robotics! He studies under Uncle Heph and Uncle Talos and it’s super fucking cute??????

Heph is suprisingly good at teaching (despite him swearing that he’s not) and your little boy just soaks up the information like a fucking sponge.

One thing that they all do together is ask Takemaru how to build things and work with wood and carpentry- you can bet your ass he shows them all the ropes of how to make a home. He even goes over electrical and plumbing work with them. You have so many videos and pictures of them working together and just learning by Takemaru’s example- it makes your heart swell with happiness and love.

God forbid your daughter ever gets a significant other because they have Takemaru, her three brothers, and the entirety of the Crafters (and you if you're an overprotective parent) to watch out for.

They get five different shovel talks in a span of three minutes. But, ultimately, she’s not dumb with her choices in partners, so they’re most likely good people. And you can rest easy with that knowledge.

When they graduate, there’s tears for each of their graduations. Takemaru pulls them into bone crushing hugs and blubbers about how broad he is of them and how they’ll still always be his little Onis (regardless of if they’re actually Onis or not). Your girl straight up sobs and hugs her dad back, her brothers piling in the group hug, crying just as hard. Your oldest boy is in hysterics when he graduates, and your last two boys tackle their papa in a hug and they go tumbling to the ground laughing and crying.

They don’t leave right away after high school and instead, all of them find a college/trade school close enough for them to go to and fro without having to leave the nest yet- which Takemaru has no issue with, he’s very much a tight-knit family type of man.

Having a family with Takemaru is the most domestic and tooth rotting sweetness you can ever ask for. And, at the end of the day, he’s just so grateful that you were willing to go on this journey with him.

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[apprenticemiyara]

The apprentice tea party

I got too ambitious with this because there are so many amazing apprentices that I want to include. If I missed out yours, it’s not because I don’t like your mc. I just ran out of space/time/energy 😭.

Anyways, thanks @rachel_doodles_ and @sadbeansoup for hosting this meaningful event, I really enjoy looking up all of the mcs and learn a bit about them💕.

The mcs included are:

(Right to left, bot to top)

Absinthe belongs to @absinthe.grimmur (IG). She looks cold and scary at the first sight, but the more I know her, the more I find how sweet and gentle she is!

Alexandrite belongs to @daffnie_draws (IG). She so cute and sweet that anyone who sees her would want to protect her!

Cecilia belongs to @noble.mink (IG). She looks like an energetic and lively character, and her comics are so cute I can’t wait to read more about it!

Dominique belongs to @lucinaryy_ (IG). She’s a mix of dragon and angel, a perfect mix of power and beauty! She stands out in the crowd, and you just can’t unseen her!

Perse belongs to @blubcake_25 (IG). She looks cute and sweet, but if you cross her, she’ll unleash hell on you, and we just love a tiny volcano.

Nirah belongs to @crymaticartwork (IG). She’s a beautiful and mysterious lady who can go feral if needed, and her comics are soooo appealing I wish we’ll get to learn more about her!

Valarie belongs to @aaliyah-draws. She’s one of the first mc I stumble to when I first enter the fandom. Valarie is cute and smart, but sometimes a little clumsy. All these traits made her seem more real and so relatable!

Faye belongs to @aloneylimes_ (IG). She has such interesting character design that I wish we could get to know more about her!

Emzy  belongs to @sallysoulx (IG). Her design is unique and beautiful, almost like an adventurer! She also has some mischievous sides that makes her oh so adorable.

Polly belongs to @galacticbill (IG). She seems cold and stern, but shes in fact a shy and sweet bean that I feel is very underappreciated.

Lisa belongs to @ lisaladvi (IG). Shes such a tiger and godmother, but under that fierce eyes, she’s very compassionate and wants to protect everyone she can. How can we not love a hero like that!

Izem belongs to @vkusnodonis. She has a unisex type of beauty, and the more I get to know her, the more I fall in love with her nature! She’s very dynamic. Quiet but passionate; peaceful but would stand her ground so firmly; rational yet very easily embarassed.... all of these makes her so lovable!

Nell belongs to @greyhands​. I think she might be the first mc I saw, I’m not exactly sure, but the moment I saw her, I fall in love with her! The details, the designs. The aesthetic looks like she’s straight from the game! And I just LOVE how soft and yet determined she looks! I can totally imagine her arguing with Asra while Asra coward into the corner lol.

Julith belongs to @jyuukichannart. She’s lively and passionate about life, an attitude that I wish I can have no matter under what circumstance. I think this may be why people love her so much too.

Eris belongs to @ savenkey (IG). She’s also one of the first mc I got to know in this fandom. She looks very demanding and high maintenance, but under that skin she’s very caring and understanding.The way she interacts with Lucio melts my heart everytime 🥰

RD belongs to @wolfbatspace. They are like this cute friend everyone enjoys teasing, but if someone actually hurt him, they’ll fight an army to protect their little bean RD.

Lazarus belongs to @soleiluos (IG). He’s cute and sweet, but kind of chaotic sometimes. I wish we’ll get to see more of him and Portia’s interaction in the future.

Caragh belongs to @guhzoontight​. I’ve wanted to draw her for a while, and I finally did! she seems full of attitude and her comic is always so fun to read.

Prim belongs to @hoopsies​. She seems cool and almost too rational most of the time, but sometimes showing a bit of her soft side. It’s no wonder people are so drawn into her! She’s full of wonder and we all want to learn more about her!

Isha belongs to @bastart13​. Isha gave me the feeling of a pacific that I think even when Lucio accidentally knock over them, they would just stare angrily, maybe a line of warning, and that’s all.

Nikki belongs to @ninniworld1988 (IG). She’s very sweet and considering, and will always give you the support you need! We just love a positive character like her!

Eize belongs to @eiizera​ (IG). She is strong and very reliable, totally someone I’d wish to befriend with in real life!

Clara belongs to @dreamer-rena-artz​. She’s beautiful and sassy. Very sassy LOL, and I think that’s what’s cute about her! That’s why her love is so precious! And if you are so lucky to have her love, you better cherish it!!!

Maya belongs to @blue.loves00 (IG). She’s a cute mc who seems a little shy. Every one of her CG is so beautiful and warm, and I’m always happy when they make a new post about Maya.

Onoraa belongs to @maffidraws​. At first glance she looks cute and harmless, but I think she’s secretly VERY sassy. Her meme comics always make me burst out laughing.

Arkius belongs to @chocogummiesx​. He is hot. period..... no I’m joking 😂!! He seems cool and kind of rebellious, and that’s one of my favorite combo for character designs! The CGs they made? omg it’s one artist we need to appreciate!!

Tatianna belongs to @wackycherry​. She’s one hot pirate queen who has strong attitude and you don’t want to cross! But under that fierce look, she’s very caring and protective to those she cares.

Sil belongs to @silvester69sil (IG). He is an adorable boy who loves smooching (I think). I wish his artist parent would draw them more, so we get to know this cutie more!

Reina belongs to @rachel_doodles_ (IG). She’s so confident and energetic that I just love her vibe!

Delilya belongs to @the_citrouille (IG). She’s so gentle and elegant, like a big sister we can rely on!

Venefica belongs to @sadbeansoup (IG). She looks like an experience warrior that I wish we’d see more of her story!

Prentiss belongs to @arcanaprentiss​. One of the first mcs I found too! Her story is a little sad, and when I found Prentiss, I just finished Julian’s reverse end, so it kind of cured my soul a little bit.

Leonor belongs to @starry-arcana​. SHE. IS. ADORABLE! But she doesn’t need anyone to protect her! If you think she’s an easy target? Good luck lol.

Phoenix belongs to @joandarkart​. I love how he is so colourful and lively. He gets hotheaded very easily, with Julian by his side, they are a pair of loose canon (omg). Just imagine the troubles they could get into makes me wanna laugh.

Julianne belongs to @timmys-and-scribbles​. Also one of the first mcs I found!! Her little moments with Julian are so cute that I just slowly fall in love with her! And though she looks calm and peaceful, she gets fluster so easily and that’s super adorable.

Kiki belongs to @frozen_mocha_latte (IG). She’s very chill and chill and supportive, though sometimes she can get hotheaded! She likes to tease Julian so much and it’s super satisfying to see him blush😩👌

#the arcana game #the arcana apprentice #appreciation post #spread kindness

[indieboysarehot]

Obstacle 2 and the confession of a lifetime - Paul Banks (Interpol) x reader

This is spicy, so please dont read if I makes you uncomfy

Never in your life had you thought you would like a, gag, musician.  It wasn’t that you hated music because, god, that is not true, but you’d had your fair share of musically inclined men turn out to be assholes to you, turning you off to musicians entirely.  But alas, for some reason, Paul seemed different to you.  Sensitive and quite soft-spoken despite his stage presence, he was everything you wanted to be around.  But unfortunately, he had a girlfriend…and you and her were “best friends.”  You sorta kinda maybe hated her guts because she treated Paul real shitty, but he was head over heals for her, so…

“Y/N!!! Come onnnnn!! We’re gonna be late for the show! You’re taking forever and I still need to do my makeup” Lauren whined, knocking on the bathroom door.  You were still trying to perfect your smudgy eyeliner as well as trying to pick out the perfect pink-ish lip color that would make your lips look kissable.  Tonight you were gonna get lucky, whether it was with Paul or not.

——————

Paul looked heavenly on stage.  He always did this thing where, when he wasnt playing guitar, he would grind his hips on it just to get a little movement into the set.  It was…beyond sexy, and every time he did it, your knees got weak.  They were playing “Obstacle 2,” and for some damn reason, when he sang the lyrics “I'm gonna pull you in close, gonna wrap you up tight, gonna play with the braids, that you came here with tonight, I'm gonna hold your face, and toast the snow that fell,” he was looking directly at you.  It confused you, but at the same time, you felt this electricity between the two of you that you’d never felt with him before.  You two were usually joking like friends, pulling each other into headlocks or teasing each other, but this felt different; it felt sexy.  

The boys finished their set with “PDA,” your favorite song of theirs, and as they were walking off stage, Lauren pushed through the crowd to get backstage and bombard Paul and the rest of the band with compliments and smooches and anything else she could do to annoy them.  You were as cool, calm, and collected as you could be around Paul, but for some reason, things were….different, not necessarily awkward, but things felt…thick.  

“Hey, Y/N!” Daniel called from the hallway as he lugged with guitar case in one hand and an amp in the other.  “What’s up? How’d ya like the show?” Daniel was the sweetest person you had ever met.  It was always harmless flirting with him, soft hugs, cheek kisses, etc, and you loved it.  You loved him, but only as a friend.  Daniel flirted with you for the sole fact of knowing it would make Paul frustrated, but you, of course, did not know that he felt that way when he saw you and Daniel flirting.  

“Oh, Daniel! It was great! You looked so good on stage and your playing was fuckin’ sharp! You are as fine as thin-tipped pen!” You winked and touched his arm, leaning in to kiss him on the cheek.  As soon as you did this, Paul walked towards the both of you.  

“Y/N? Is it alright if I steal you for a few moments?” Paul’s tone sounded cool and steady, but on the inside he was FUMING.  He had HAD it with you and Daniel shamelessly flirting with each other in front of him when Daniel knew Paul was absolutely head of heels for you.

“Uh…sure?” You replied, slowly pulling away from Daniel, giving him a confused look to which Daniel gave you a smirk back.  

‘What is going on with these guys tonight? They’re all acting feral as shit!’ You thought as you followed the angry man to a private room.  

“Y/N.  What the FUCK is wrong with you!?” Paul yelled.  He, although rather soft-spoken, had a bit of a fiery side that you never liked to bring out in him.  

“What are you talking about, Paul?! YOURE the one acting weird! You kept looking at me during your set and being fucking weird!” You yelled back, standing your ground against him.  You could not believe he was raising his voice at you for some strange reason even though you saw that you had done nothing wrong. 

The man sighed and turned around, pinching the bridge of his nose.  “You know what, Y/N? I cant stand you and Daniel together.  It’s annoying and upsetting and I cant deal with it. How can you not fucking see it? How can you not see the chemistry between you and me? I see the way you look at me, but why cant you see how I look at you?” He was quiet for a moment before continuing, “Y/N, I need you to know something…and promise not to get mad at me, okay?”

You nodded apprehensively, moving forward to give him a hug.  Once you reached his thin frame and gave him a hug, you heard him sigh once again. 

‘Here goes nothing,’ he thought. He had wanted to tell you this for years, ever since you two started hanging out, but he never had the chance because Lauren swooped in.

“I am hopelessly in love with you and have been for years.”

You looked up at him with a soft smile spreading across your face, stepping on your tip toes to lean up and kiss him. Hard. He kissed back with so much passion that it overwhelmed you.  You were his in that moment and neither of you could believe it.  Paul backed you against a wall, one hand on your waist with the other resting on the wall, trapping you.  

“You dont know how long I have waited for this,” he whispered into your ear before biting it softly, making you moan quietly.  

“You dont know how long I’ve waited for this.” You replied in a breathy tone.  As soon as those words left your lips, his mouth was on your neck, sucking and biting, creating hickeys that would show everyone exactly what you two did in the dressing room.  Your hand reached down to palm Paul through his slacks, a moan escaping from his lips; he could not believe you were touching him.  He never wanted anything more than this in his life, and here he was, getting it.  

“Shit Y/N, fucking hell, youre so sexy.”

“Yeah? What if…what if I sucked you off? Would you like that? I’m sure you wanted that for awhile.” You smirked, suddenly taking charge of the situation.  You were in control right now.  He nodded at the suggestion, and soon enough you were dropping down to your knees, unzipping his pants and taking out his cock from his boxers.  Woah.  You always imagined what he looked like, but holy shit, it was more impressive than you thought it was going to be.  You started off slow, your hand moving up and down with your thumb rubbing across the slit until he started to moan heavier, pleading for you to get going without actually saying anything.  So, you obliged, your mouth taking over the position your hands were in, sucking softly and dragging your tongue up and down his member.  

“Fuck, youre such a good girl…taking me so easily…I bet you’ve done this before, hm? Was it with Daniel?” Paul took over again, questioning you; you noticed that there was a hint of jealously in his voice  Fuck. He knew about you and Daniel fucking around, didnt he.  You looked back up at him with watery eyes and gave him a quick look that screamed “Im sorry,” causing him to groan.  For some reason that look was so beyond sexy to him that it made him grab your hair and pull your mouth back down on his cock, you throat hitting the base and making you gag slightly. 

“I’m so close, darling.  Where do you want it? You want my cum in your mouth, hm?” He choked out.  You gave him a quick nod, sucking him quicker and quicker to get him to his peak, and soon enough he was at it, cumming directly down your throat.  You swallowed all of it with a slight smile.  

“You are beyond beautiful, dear. I’m sorry for being so forceful, by the way, Ive just wanted to do that for so long, yknow?” Paul laughed sheepishly; there he was, back to his quiet, slightly and adorably awkward self.  

“Well believe me, I enjoyed every second of it.  Now, how about you go tell Lauren that you and her are no more, yeah?”

“No problem to me, I never really liked her anyway, especially since I had the most beautiful woman in the world around me all of the damn time.”

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WOOOOO! First ever imagine posted on here, and it’s a spicy one! Hope ya’ll enjoy! I’ll have a Nick Valensi one up soon, I just gotta finish it up real quick! Send in requests and shit, I’ll write whateva you guys want!

#interpol #Paul banks #Paul Banks x reader #indie boys #indie boy imagines #spicy #why am I so in love with this man #hes so awkward and precious #Paul Banks imagine

[carbo-ships]

Good-Night Kiss

I'd originally posted this in two different parts so I'm re-uploading it in one piece to keep everything organized!

CW: This whole thing is just Papa IV being too affectionate with Ardis and her melting into a puddle until Aether rescues her, so if you f/o Papa IV and aren’t comfy with that, don’t read this. Nothing romantic going on, she just admires him and can't handle affection.

With his hand on the small of her back, Aether led Ardis through the monastery towards the residential wing. It was late – they’d dozed off cuddling in the library, and it was time they got some proper sleep. As they passed through one of the sitting rooms, they spotted Papa reading on the couch. “Good evening, you two,” he greeted them. “Off to sleep?”

“Mmhmm,” the angel answered sleepily with a nod. “G’nite, Papa.”

“Ah, ah, ah! Where do you think you’re going, signorina?” Papa scolded, setting down his novel and standing up.

Aether and Ardis stopped and turned to face him. She wasn’t sure what he meant. “Um… To bed?” she answered awkwardly.

“There’s no leaving without a good-night kiss!” Papa insisted with a poorly-hidden grin, waving her back towards him.

Her face suddenly felt warm. After a brief hesitation, she made her way to stand in front of Papa. The man took her into his arms and held her close. Tucking her hair out of her face, he pressed a long, chaste smooch to her cheek with a loud “mwah!” He pulled away and offered the stunned girl a warm smile. Her flustered expression prompted him to bless her other cheek with an equally loud kiss. He then tapped his own cheek, silently demanding one in return. Her halo flickered erratically as she summoned her courage, then pressed the briefest of kisses to his painted cheek. He laughed, hugging her and pressing three more kisses to her forehead. “So timid all of a sudden!” he teased her. “Where has this come from, angel?”

Aether watched in amusement from the doorway. He’d always known she’d had a harmless little crush on the handsome head of the church. Papa was a sweet man, and very affectionate. It only made sense that Ardis had a soft spot for him. Ardis and Aether had chatted about it early on in their relationship just to clear the air, and although she was mortified that Aether had noticed, she assured him that her heart was his alone. Too much affection just made her head go a bit fuzzy, she explained. Even Swiss had made her halo flicker once or twice while getting a bit too enthusiastic during a hug, but Papa Emeritus tended to be the worst offender.

After Papa studied her flushed cheeks, it clicked. “Does my angel have una piccola cotta on her papa?” the anti-pope tutted.

“A– A what?” she stuttered, although from the tone of his voice, she had an inkling.

He chuckled. “A crush, doll.”

Ardi’s cheeks felt like they were on fire. She looked away, embarrassed. She wanted to disappear. “I– I’m sorry, I–” came her tiny voice.

“No, no, don’t apologize!” he insisted. “I’ll have none of that. Be honest with me, Ardis,” he pleaded with a fake sigh. “Is it my ass?”

She gasped, stunned by his crude question. “Papa!”

“I know it’s magnificent,” he teased, dramatically resting the back of his hand against his forehead with a flourish. His other arm still held her close, preventing her escape. With limited options, she threw her arms around his neck and hugged him to hide her red face in his shoulder. “Ardis. Ardis! I’m just teasing, my love!” he cooed as he hugged her back. He petted her hair comfortingly and pressed another kiss to her temple, apologizing when she let out an embarrassed whine. “I can’t tell you how flattering this is, dove,” he assured her quietly. He gave her a moment to calm down, then gently eased her off of him and held her shoulders. “Ti voglio bene,” he assured her. “You’re my precious little angel, sì? Ah, there’s that smile! Che dolce ragazza!”

Before he could start smothering her face in kisses again, Aether intervened. "Alright, alright, that’s enough,” he huffed, coming to Ardis’s rescue. He took the angel from Papa’s arms and into his own. This close, he could see that her face was covered in smudged papal paint. He’d have to help her clean it off before they went to bed.

“Va bene, va bene, mi dispiace,” Papa apologized with a chuckle, holding up his hands innocently. “I’ll let you two get some sleep. Good night.”

Cheeks still red, Ardis was seated on the bathroom counter. Aether used a wet washcloth to clean the smudged papal paint off of her face. When he was done, he gently took her chin in his hand and tilted her head slightly to examine his work. He couldn’t help but think how cute she was when she was embarrassed. Her flushed cheeks nicely complimented those big doe eyes of hers, he thought to himself. Satisfied with his work, he gently kissed her forehead. “Let’s get some sleep,” he said when he pulled away. He helped her off the counter and took her hand in his.

After reaching his bedroom and saying their prayers, they crawled under the covers. He opened his arm to her invitingly, and she rested her head on his chest. He pressed another kiss to her forehead. He loved that he didn’t need to wear his mask around her anymore. While they’d shared a bed almost the entire time they’d known each other, it felt different when there wasn’t that physical barrier between them. It also meant he could kiss her whenever he liked. Smiling at the thought, he did it again.

“Do I smell like him?” Ardis asked the ghoul timidly.

He chuckled, rubbing her arm. “Yes, a bit. Not too bad, though.”

She seemed embarrassed by the notion and went quiet for a moment. "Can you make me smell like you again?”

“I–” Aether’s face felt warm. He paused. “Uh, sure. I mean– Sorry, what? You want to smell like me? I thought you couldn’t even tell.”

“I can’t, I just… Um…” She wouldn’t look at him.

He gave her a sympathetic smile. “What are you asking for?”

She shifted closer to him and nuzzled her face into his neck, grumbling something unintelligible.

“Oh, I see,” he tutted. She wanted that aggressive, dominant, all-consuming affection that often came along with the territorial nature he fought to suppress. He adjusted his arms to hold her tight, slipping one hand under her shirt to rest against her bare back, and entwined his legs with hers. Once they were properly tangled up, he brought his lips to her ear. “Yeah, I can do that.”

#carbo writes

[cursedfortune]

"Hey, look at me for a second." Izaya flicks her nose.

@youcan-trust-me

"...?" The witch turned to face Izaya, quizzical over what he wanted her attention for. Something to look over, perhaps? They had been sitting together on the couch, so her main guess was work. But the prospect of maybe a little smooch was also delightful and had her immediately craning her head his way.

It was a flick, actually.

The witch's nose scrunched, an involuntary reaction as she retracted some away from him, sinking into herself as her nose wiggled a bit. A hand lifted to rub where he had flicked. It was a harmless gesture, one she found to be amusing and thus a smile and small laugh bloomed.

And then her free hand was pulling the pillow from beside her to nail him in the face. It's a gentle his compared to what it could have been, with something so very plush. Now she is laughing more sincerely. She's quite glad he got her attention, actually.

#youcantrustme #asks #hahahahahaha :))) izaya is so fucking cute and funny and cute and funny and quirky and funny aww #mortem: the gentlest pap of a pillow. izaya: U TRIED 2 KILL ME i'm calling the weewoos #ngl he has a great apartment for a pillow fight. so much space for war.

[sunflowersseemhappy]

Hcs for the the main six doing pranks w Mc ?

Sorry this took me so long to get to, but thank you for the request!

Next up will be Main Six with an MC who struggles to control their magic when they feel intense emotion. 

Enjoy for now! 😘

Asra

Scary good at pulling a prank off.

Magic gives Asra an upper hand and it shows.

You have warned him against pulling a prank on you because you will turn it around on him, and he believes you so he made you his prank partner.

Faust is always involved and gets super hyped, usually shouts ‘fooled!” after the victim has been pranked.

They are generally harmless pranks, ones that scare people (like making it seem there’s a ghost slamming the shutters).

Muriel probably got roped into a prank at one point or another, Nadia would probably be involved too.

Asra’s favourite targets? Julian and Lucio, he wouldn’t dream of hurting them but its fun to mess around with them. Rude customers at the shop are fair play too.

Has code words for quick prank preparation and execution

He’s often only in a pranking mood after someone has annoyed him.

His favourite prank was the day he decided to shock everyone with a bolt of electricity through his hand when he touched them, he did it to almost everyone and Muriel managed to avoid it because its strange that Asra wanted to shake his hand.

He got you too, but you followed up on your word that you would get him back. His hair was sticking up on end all week...

Nadia

Definitely the unexpected prankster.

Didn’t quite get the concept of pranks at first.

After she tried to ‘prank’ you, then you had to explain that hiding your toothbrush in a really obvious place isn’t really a prank. You teach her because you think it would be an excellent way to throw off your victims.

Chandra is good at scaring people in general but is a casual observer of the pranking events rather than involving herself.

Nadia’s pranks tend to aim to make people wildly uncomfortable or question her eccentric quirks, they generally involve eating something that’s not usually edible (like edible makeup or something like saying a weird thing in public. Like this but more refined).

Portia is usually involved in the pranks too, but she has definitely pranked everyone including you and Portia.

Her favourite targets comprise of Lucio, her sisters and you. She tried pranking the courtiers, but they just thought it was normal human behaviour.

Despite being as regal as she is when Nadia is about to perform a prank, she is liable to be very smiley.

She’s all about pranks when she needs some amusement.

Hates being on the receiving end of the prank.

Her favourite prank was flirting and smooching with you in front of nobles, making you feel very awkward and making the nobles feel very uncomfortable.

Julian

Julian makes his pranks tediously complicated.

Not very good at them but he tries.

Involved you after his prank backfired on him completely missing you. Anytime he tried it was like somehow you managed to avoid them, it’s probably why he involved you in the first place. But two heads are better than one after all.

Malak is much better at pranking people than Julian, thing is the crafty raven likes to prank Julian more than anyone else (maybe that’s why all his pranks backfire on him).

Julian enjoys the classic pranks, anything like flour/water on top of a door or hiding mouse traps in unexpected places (which he always forgets about), if cling film existed, he would use so much on the doorway prank.

Other than you Portia is regularly involved in the shenanigans; Julian has tried to convince Asra to help him but with Julian being one of Asra’s own targets it’s unlikely to happen (unless they team up on Lucio).

Just about anyone (though he fears Nadia and Mazenlenkia’s wrath), if Portia’s not with him then she’s against him! He tries to get Asra and Muriel but the two are good at expecting him, and Lucio and Julian are in the midst of a prank war as we speak.

Usually does pranks when he sees an opportunity.

Doesn’t usually get upset when his pranks fail, he knows one of these days he’ll have some luck.

If he’s made a mess of himself by walking into one of his traps Julian will chase you around to give you a ‘loving hug’.

His favourite prank was one of his few successful ones, cutting open a giant teddy bear and sitting on the bed waiting for you to come home. Your scream of surprise was worth waiting an hour for.

Muriel

The mellow prankster, usually preforming small pranks that are still funny.

He’s watched Asra preform dozens of pranks, so he knows the ins and outs but he’s no mastermind. Better at avoiding pranks.

Muriel caught you preparing a custard trap for Asra, he didn’t say anything but you could have sworn those chicken feathers looked familiar when Asra stumbled into the hut covered in custard and fathers. Muriel wasn’t smiling but you could see the mischievous glint in his eyes.

Inanna likes to act like she’s better than pranks but you and Muriel (after freaking out) both know that was red berry juice around her muzzle and not blood.

Muriel likes making more subtle pranks, but he’s not adverse to larger scale ones so long as you’re helping (spider in a cup, nail though hand, placing all his chickens in the shop (Asra hated that one)).

When it comes to pranks Asra no longer trusts Muriel, so generally allies come from unexpected places such as Julian (the two of them love pranking Asra together) and Nadia (there is a law between the two that prevents them pulling pranks on each other). Also the chickens really like getting involved.

Asra is the main target, closely followed by Lucio and then Julian. Unfortunately you are also one target and although you love Muriel it’s do or die when it comes to the pranks between you two.

Thinks shoving a whole lemon in his mouth counts as a prank.

Very good at hiding that it was him who did the prank.

His favourite prank? He preformed on every single one of the other main six plus you. Moving all the furniture in homes/bedrooms a couple of inches from it’s original place so everyone was tripping over for weeks. Externally he was as stoic as ever, internally he was loosing his mind over how hilarious it was.

Portia

Arguably the most evil prankster ever.

So much better at it than Julian is, be careful because as soon as you say something that sounds like a great idea she will devise ‘The Plan’.

Great evil masterminds need a henchmen right? After pranking you and then you doing so back Portia deemed you worthy of assisting her.

Pepi is as sneaky as Portia, she’s become the figurative black cat. If she crosses your path you’re doomed to be pranked sooner or later by Portia.

The evilest pranks you can imagine (sometimes so evil they concern you), think hair dye pranks, stink bombs, caramel apples that are actually onions and many more top secret plans.

More than likely to team up with Nadia and Asra, who love her evil plans. She’s even enlisted Muriel’s help on occasion (she needed a lot of eggs).

Naturally her favourite target is Julian because he’s her brother, but she likes to get Lucio to entertain Nadia on occasion.

Like a ghost when she’s going about preparing a prank.

Goes all out, she has pranks on top of pranks and you know for a fact she has a prank planned that will compile several pranks on top of each other. Portia calls it the ‘mother of all pranks’ and not even you are allowed to know what it involves.

Portia’s favourite prank is the one Nadia challenged her to pull. She considers it the best prank she’s pulled so far, Lucio screamed so loud when he discovered his hair was pink. Then he cried for hours over how pink his albino animals including Mercedes and Melinchor were (they were very pink).

Lucio

The most impatient prankster ever.

He’s poorly co-coordinated and wants to do the prank without putting actual effort into it.

After being pranked one too many times by literally everyone else Lucio had no choice but to come begging to you on his hands and knees, poor man was almost crying (he just wants one win bless his soul).

Mercedes and Melinchor have more luck than Lucio does, the two are little fiends when it comes to scaring the servants by chasing them through the dark corridors like deranged ghosts.

Spontaneous prankster (because he’s so impatient) Lucio will see something and think, hey that’s a good idea for a prank and run to find you! Think tying strings to doors across from each other and knocking on them to result in a door opening fight, ‘kick me’ signs, or messing with other people’s food while they’re not looking.

Everyone is too busy pranking Lucio to help him so all he has is you and maybe a few unwitting servants he bosses around.

Tries to get everyone, but has yet to do so. In the end he settled on pranking Valerius and the courtiers because they were the only ones willing to indulge him.

Most likely to descend into a prank war, which happened after Portia turned his hair and most of his albino animals pink.

Very dramatic when his pranks fail, you told him he could prank you anytime but he said ‘it’s not the same!’

Lucio’s favourite prank was a simple one with great after effects, replacing Valerius’ wine with grape juice resulted in the Consul spitting it out so far that it got Nadia and some of the outer courtiers. Lucio thought he was going to die of laughter.

#the arcana #lucio #asra #muriel #nadia #portia #julian #apprentice #julian devorak #arcana #mc #story #pranks #prankster #the arcana nadia #the arcana julian #the arcana asra #the arcana mc #the arcana prompts #the arcana asks #the arcana lucio #the arcana portia #the arcana muriel

[caprina-mints]

Hey! Ben female version here! That was A D O R A B L E. I have a question: do you do headcannons? If yes, I have two requests. The first one is y/n with cynophobia. Imagine, just walking in the forest with (character), then y/n gets real scared and (character) find out what they are scared of and he/she is like: "you aren't afraid of killers but you are afraid of dogs. Really?" The second one is y/n that gestures a lot. Please? I would like something that I relate a lot to! Thank you! Bye bye!

Yeah I do headcanons female Ben! And I got the message :3 a pinch of fear combined with doggos coming right up!. Also about the gesture request can you elaborate what you mean please? :D

Having a s/o who has Cynophobia

Jeff the Killer

▶ Picture this, Your Boyfriend was being Nice and allowed you to meet one of his friends who he calls 'Smile'

▶ You didn't know why you were meeting this friend in the forest but it's a serial killer thing so you didn't question it.

▶ When you did meet his friend --- oh gosh may Jeff and smile dog's ears rest in peace.

▶ Lots of screaming .

▶ You clung onto Jeff for dear life while screaming at smile dog who looks so confused.

▶ Jeff's reaction? " That's rude babe, you're not afraid of a psycho killer and you're screaming like a baby cause of a dog? Weak"

▶ Fuck you Jeffery he earned a slap for that.

▶ You were shaking and trembling so much Jeff Began to grow worried.

▶ Jeff's hoody is now ruined.

▶ Feat. Your harsh grip on the poor cloth almost tearing it apart.

▶ " Jeff you fucking asshole I'm scared of dogs! "

▶ was your boyfriend a good boyfriend?

▶ No definitely not

▶ Like--

▶ Spell asshole? --

▶ Jeff.

▶ You clung onto him like a koala and he even whistled for smile to come closer.

▶ He was a dumbass and he knew it when you started hyperventilating.

▶ He fucked up good when you collapsed and fainted.

▶ He was so fucking panicky that smile dog being a dog had to tell his ass what to do.

▶ " Calm down smile kid it's your own fault for scaring her dumbass now get her back at her place and lay her on the bed"

▶ The dog had more brain cells than him when it came to these things.

▶ When you woke up?

▶ The frying pan had been bended by the force of your anger.

▶ Jeff's head now has a bump

▶ Jeff had to buy you gifts for a month because you were so angry with him you didn't talk to him at all and he didn't know what you do.

▶ Jeff's note to self: Never Ever scare girlfriend with a dog ever again. If I do hide the frying pans.

Ticci Toby

◁ Just a nice and warm stroll at the forest near the park with Toby was very refreshing.

◁ Lots of stolen kisses

◁ Head pats from Toby

◁ And you respond with a Kiss on the cheek.

◁ Everything was perfect how could something go wrong?

◁ Yeah never should have jinxed yourself.

◁ Looks like a Dog had been a very bad dog and ran away from its owner.

◁ it got lost in the forest and now when your eyes landed on that thing.

◁ You did what any normal thing would do

◁ You jumped in the arms of your boyfriend and he was forced to carry you bridal style.

◁ You fear dogs but for some damn reason dogs love you. Wtf?

◁ " Get that thing away from me! It's dangerous it's a-a" You started stuttering .

◁ " I-its j-just a d-dog "

◁ " That thing is a lethal killing machine! It descended from Dinosaurs! "

◁ You were practically pointing at a small chubby and harmless Corgi.

◁ Toby laughed.

◁ He had to laugh.

◁ It was so hilarious seeing you so scared because of a small dog and when you were faced with a blood thirsty killer you just shrugged it off like it was nothing.

◁ You were sweating and trembling sending glares at him.

◁ a wave of dizziness hit you like a bitch slap and you felt like you were going to vomit your lunch.

◁ you whined and started pounding on his chest urging him to take you home .

◁ He was laughing but when you started sniffling and sobbing he stopped.

◁ " I-im s-soryy baby I shouldn't have done that we'll g-get you home o-ok? "

◁ He felt really bad for laughing at you like that and he didn't hesitate to turn back and take you home.

◁ On the way he whispered a lot of soothing words into your ear while kissing the crown of your head.

◁ it didn't take you long to fall asleep in his arms though.

◁ When you two got home he had his arms wrapped around you while he gave you small pecks on your face as a way to ease your panic.

◁ Can't deny that it worked.

Ben Drowned

◧One minute you two were walking through the forest but Ben thought it was boring so-

◧ This Little Glitchy Elf decided to take you inside the screen.

◧ He showed you various of worlds inside random video games.

◧ You were having the time of your life owning Ben's Ass in every game.

◧ Lots of teasing and mocking insults though.

◧ Every time he lost he'll give you a smooch

◧ Cause...

◧ Why not?

◧ He gets so flustered when he smooches you it's adorable.

◧ You were entering another world and

◧ Boom

◧ A fucking Game where everything and everyone reassembles Dogs.

◧ Fun-Fucking-Tastic

◧ You thought you got over your fears of dogs already but seeing this horrific image now gave you goosebumps

◧ Your legs felt like Jello and you couldn't think straight.

◧ You were sweating and your hand was shaking so much you looked like a human vibrator.

◧ Ben took notice of this and asked you what's wrong.

◧ you couldn't answer because your voice was stuck at the back of your throat

◧ Your heartbeat could be heard for miles and when you felt something lick your leg you squeaked.

◧ you felt so panicked when you found out it was a dog you were about to pass out and when another dog came into picture and started barking.

◧ oh boi

◧ You broke down in tears and started crying.

◧ Ben? He couldn't comprehend the situation how could you be so scared of these tiny things that couldn't hurt you? But when a killer shows up? The first thing you say is fuck off I'm eating? Ok that's really insulting for all the killers out there. He gave you a smirk--

◧ But when you looked at him with really pitiful eyes he just lost every sense of pride in him and dragged you out of the previous terrain and now you were back in the mortal realm.

◧ You were in a state of shock that you didn't move.

◧ So Ben gave you a piggy back ride instead.

◧ He had no idea you were so scared of Dogs like that he almost felt like an asshole for not helping you sooner.

◧ When you got home he covered the two of you in a blanket and had you trapped securely in his arms while watching cartoons.

◧ You clung onto him and whenever you'd tremble or start sweating nervously again -

◧ Expect a lot of kisses as a distraction...

◧ Those kisses led to more though.

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