#Don't think too hard about why the sword is the only thing with colour or why Leo's hugging it or about all the Hamato crests

[excali8ur]

It's Leonard

#art #tmnt 2012 #2012 Leo #Leo #tmnt #teenage mutant ninja turtles #tmnt fanart #artists on tumblr #Don't think too hard about why the sword is the only thing with colour or why Leo's hugging it or about all the Hamato crests

[factorialsotherfandoms]

So um I wrote about xcom!Chayanne yesterday and I don't have the energy to do his whole rescue and I'm not in the mood to hurt him as much as something before that would need, but also idk about you but **I** need some follow up from that. Get the baby a hug.

TW: badly injured child, referenced child abuse, hospital setting, talk about a child very nearly dying (in the past)

Philza knew it wasn't good - he'd seen the poor kid pass out, for fuck's sake - but he had not quite realised how bad it was. He hadn't been working with the sort of tech the infirmary has, too focused on keeping the two kids alive to think about the implications of their injuries.

The tablet Doctor Ruiz hands him, though... One kid - the one currently curled up with Roier as they both sleep off their injuries - he knew about. The broken bones about match what he predicted, looking at the poor sod. There's a worrying amount of head trauma, yes, but bar an inability to talk the kid had seemed alert and aware. Bit hard to tell with children, but he'll hopefully be fine.

It's the second he worries about; he had not even realised the kid was injured until he passed out in Missa's arms and, fuck, Philza doesn't think he'll ever be able to forgive himself for that. The scars, the cuts... the last of their splash potions hadn't woken him, but had at least closed up the wounds and bought some colour back to the kid's cheeks.

He'd known it was bad, he had, he swears, but this... The scar pattern, the slightly sticky marks on his chest, the breaks in his ribs... Not just current ones, either, but on the x-rays he can see evidence of them having been broken before. Similar places, too.

There are other scans, too, ones of a sort that Philza does not understand. They show the child's organs, presumably damage to them, but he really wouldn't know.

They still don't scare him as much as the x-rays of his ribs, if only because he only understands the latter; he flicks back to them, and stares in horror.

"Is that...?" he hands the tablet back to her - he isn't a doctor, he could be wrong, he just picks shit up here and there.

Her face is grim as she nods.

"Fucking hell," he breathes the word out; it makes a lot of sense, now, why she had insisted on this boy being on a bed alone, surrounded by wires and monitors instead of letting Missa hold him. "Do we know what happened?"

"I was hoping you could tell me," she says, folding her arms around the tablet and clinging to it. "If I had to guess, shock from one of the scarring injuries. His biology is... Strange, though - human blood is compatible, at least, and his vitals are stable. I have no idea if they are /good/, but they are stable."

"Will he be okay?" he asks.

"I..." it's never a good thing when the doctor fucking hesitates to answer that question. "If he heals like a human and my guess is correct? Yes. If not, it is outside my expertise."

Philza takes a deep breath, calms himself, and nods, "thanks for the update."

She nods, "I'll get started on the reports; I just thought you'd like to know."

"Oh I fucking hate it," he replies. "But it's better than not knowing; you handle the reports, I'll keep an eye on the kid."

She nods, and vanishes.

And, fuck, how is he going to tell Missa? The man's already attached, and it's not an easy thing to tell someone - 'oh, yeah, that kid we rescued? His heart stopped recently enough his ribs have barely started healing from being broken during CPR, and he still had gunk from a fucking heart monitor on him. Also? Not the first time it's happened'.

Philza runs his hands over his face and, fuck, he wishes he had made that bitch /suffer/. For all her talk of honour, she'd done her fucking best to murder a /child/.

It's too late now, already dead under Jaiden's knife, but fuck he wants her to suffer more. The kids are, what, ten? Something like that?

And don't try tell him that it wasn't the Assassin - Philza /knows/ swords, and hers are a perfect match for the scars and wounds littered all over the poor boy's skin.

Given the chance to fight her again, he'd rip her apart with his bare fucking hands. Or, let Cellbit do it at least. He does have more the talent for it these days.

But, there's not much to be done, not now. The Assassin is dead, and the kid is in an actual fucking infirmary. Jaiden and Roier both need to stay, to the concern and delight of the other little boy, while after getting patched up Missa and Philza elected to stay with this one. Cellbit's off somewhere - probably struggling to pull things from the archive with one arm in a cast - and Etoiles elected to get some fucking sleep.

It seems like a good idea.

Philza doesn't think he can, not without nightmares of a little boy bleeding to death, alone and scared, in a prison cell.

Or stabbed again - Missa did say both boys had tried to fight the Assassin; for all Philza admires their persistence, fighting back on the wounds they have, he's fucking terrified for them.

And, thinking of Missa, the man is waking up. Philza turns his attention there, watching him get up.

"Hey Missa," he smiles over, but he knows it looks thin.

He gets a smile back, as Missa scoots himself up to sitting.

The smile falls as soon as Missa lays eyes on the kid in the bed.

"How is he?"

"He had to be resuscitated."

Philza realises his mistake as he sees absolute terror consume Missa's features, and a terrified whine.

"Not today!" he clarifies, quickly, loudly. "Jesus fuck, I would have woken you if it was today. Sorry, sorry - recently, though, his ribs are still fucked up. Maybe a few days ago? Week at most?"

The whine turns from terror to heartbreak, Missa scrambling over with his too-long limbs. He picks up the boy's hand, clinging to it and muttering rapidly in Spanish.

Philza doesn't try to translate, not when the kid is obviously the one addressed - if anyone at all.

"Fuck, Missa, it wasn't even the first time either. Doc says he'll be fine so long as he heals like a human - and he's got human blood and human organs so we should be okay - but, fucking hell mate, I just..."

What does Philza even say? He permits the words to vanish into Missa's whine.

He reaches across, resting his hand atop Missa's. It takes the man a little bit to stop whining and ask "do we know why?"

"Not really," Philza feels his grimace. "We're hoping shock from the other injuries. It's bad, but now they're healed or healing... Easiest shit to fix, out of the options. Can't see anything else, doesn't mean there isn't."

There's another pained noise from Missa. Philza reaches up, absently wiping at his tears as he looks away to the boy's face. It takes a bit for Missa to collect himself up, clinging to the boy's hand and brushing his hair from his face.

"He's safe now?" Missa asks.

"He's safe," Philza confirms. "And once he's better, we'll find somewhere safe for him to stay."

It's a long shot, but they have some ideas of places safer than an airship full of the government's most wanted, at least.

Missa's fussing also seems to have awoken the boy; Missa startles, and turns to him, and when Philza's eyes follow he sees the little red flames in place of eyes watching them both.

Missa speaks something soothing in Spanish; Philza is still too furious to speak calmly enough for an injured and probably scared child.

The boy tries to sit up, only to flinch; Philza catches him, and helps him back down. Across the room he catches Doctor Ruiz's eye - she just gestures for him to go ahead and returns to her paperwork.

"Hey now," he tries to be gentle, but his voice is not really having it. "Lay back down. Your friend is just over there, see?"

The kid turns his head, and does relax a little when he spots the other boy. He still does not speak, glancing around but always returning to Philza and Missa.

"You're safe here," Missa promises. "Philza and I won't let anyone hurt you."

The kid glances between them; Philza tries to back Missa up with a nod.

He looks... confused, more than anything, glancing back at the other child, then at the adults. It takes a little bit, before he raises his arms and...

"Oh..." Philza whispers.

Missa leans down first, doing his best to avoid any of the wires or tubes surrounding the boy.

Philza follows a bit later, putting one arm across Missa's back and, with a lack of space, brushes a the child's hair with the other.

"We fucked her up," Philza promises. "She won't be hurting anyone again."

The boy does not stay awake long, his body brutalised and exhausted. Within moments of the hug starting he has fallen back asleep. Both Philza and Missa are reluctant to let go, but know that they must.

Missa sings lullabys, the music keeping Philza more to the present. He does not have much of a singing voice, so he fetches blankets instead, hoping the pressure will be comforting to the boy.

"He just wanted a hug," Missa's voice is broken. "Phil, Phil, he just- just a hug..."

Philza's own heart is a ruin, too; he opens his own arms up, and gestures Missa over. He wraps his friend in his arms, lets him cry into his shoulder.

If he also cries into Missa's hair, then it is his secret to tell.

#qsmp x xcom #qsmp fanfic #qsmp philza #qsmp chayanne #qsmp missa #chayanne will be back to his own stabby self soon #he's just had... an extremely shit time #give him a few weeks and he'll be terrorising his parents #who will be his parents by then #for now they're just guys who got a bit attached both ways

[umiarumi]

fucking three houses | lorenz hellman gloucester

the whole reason i wrote this collection was because of an inside joke. "wouldnt slut shaming lorenz be funny?"

The resounding tune of the clock striking noon echoed around the monastery, prompting you to perk up from your studies. Usually, you studied in solitude. As outgoing as your allies made you, you always held onto that ease and pleasure being alone supplied you. With how lust-induced your recent activities had been, a little peace and quiet would do you some well-deserved good.

You shut the book regarding tactics your professor had recommended you. The soft shuffles of former students leaving the library and hushed chatter reverberated around the room and halls. Of course, you were at war but there's always time to get better at what you do. You chuckled at the thought of some grizzled lady wielding a sword studying. Well, that is you after all!

Sliding the book back in its respective shelf, you hummed as you remembered Tomas. From what you gathered, the Tomas that the faculty knew was replaced. Unfortunate, but unsurprising knowing the enemies working behind the scenes.

You shifted your thoughts to your upcoming mission. Some scouting mission from the empire detected commotion in Garreg Mach. You huffed at the thought. Of course, you'd expect Edelgard to retaliate but damn, that was quick.

You shook your head, well, it was tea time! Noon meant the yard would be filled with people gossiping and sipping alike, the hobby so ingrained in them that they retained it through the war.

You walked past Seteth, nodding to him. He nodded back, cracking a soft smile. You'd rarely see that emotion! You giddily laughed as he turned the corner, pleased to see he was loosening up.

Walking down the stairs, you passed a rushing Lysithea who didn't even recognise you. You grinned, shaking your head. Always in a rush, that girl! Or, well, woman. She'd like that better.

Sauntering, you caught a glimpse of a certain purple and ginger-headed duo bickering. "Lee! Lorenz! Whatever is wrong, my dear friends?" You cheered, slinging your arms around the two. Leonie raised a brow at you, grinning, seemingly relieved at your arrival. Lorenz, on the other hand, froze up. "Although you may have connections to House Riegan, (Y/N)..." He grumbled, sighing.

"Oh chill, Lorenz!" You guffawed, shaking your head. He'd become considerably more agreeable, but God, he'll hold onto that 'treating commoners with his version of respect' ideal forever.

Leonie nodded with you. "Yeah, buddy." She pointedly looked at Lorenz, crossing her arms. "Well, apparently (Y/N), Lorenz thinks that he can't take me to tea because I'm 'unpleasant'". Hands now on her hips, she turned back to you.

You smirked. "Lovers quarrel?" You asked, shifting your weight.

"NO, DUMBASS!" "Absolutely not!"

You cackled at the yells, waving your hands in front of your face dismissively. They really did act like it!

"My bad, my bad... now, Leonie is a great dining partner! But... I doubt tea is even your thing." You offered, mockingly putting on a wise tone. She slowly nodded, realising you're right.

"Yeah! A good meal is better than tea. Thanks for seeing my point, (Y/N)." She slapped your back before, turning away. "I'll spend this time on training, can never get enough!" She waved goodbye to the two of you, although you supposed it was more to you.

Lorenz sighed, brushing his, admittedly less foul, hair out of his face. "I fail to see why you defend her." He muttered, looking to you. You raised a brow, tilting your head for that added 'what do you mean?' effect.

"Simply put, she wouldn't make a fair tea partner. She accused me of the reason being that she was a commoner, but it truly was not! I explained to her, but she seemed to have not appreciated my honesty, either." He pondered, lips pursing.

"Well, Lorenz! I think you need a lesson in manners." You bluntly asserted, placing your hands on your sides.

"Why I never-"

"Not that you don't have wonderful manners! However, your honesty can be jarring... you come off rude, man." You explained, patting his shoulder.

"So I am to lie?"

"Gah! No! Look, how about we discuss it over tea?" You suggested, exasperated. As intelligent as the dude is, his social cues with... commoners and the rest of us normal people are is abysmal!

He nodded. "A splendid notion! Shall we take this to my dorm? I feel as though the tea court will be filled by now. I also have some delectable flavours and tea sets!" He smiled, leading you away.

You yelped, catching up to him. What was the deal with guys walking briskly away from you?

~~~~

"Please, take a seat." He offered, pulling out a chair for you. You mumbled thanks, sitting down.

Crossing your legs, you hummed. Was this a curse? Was this going to end up in you fucking the most pretentious man? Well, the omniscient presence watching your every move knows the answers.

As he poured the tea into your embellished cup, you admired the colour. "How pretty! And the teacup compliments it!" You whispered in awe, looking back up to Lorenz. He smiled sweetly at you, almost in the way one would at a kitten or puppy.

"I'm glad you have a knack for spotting artistic factors in the simplest things." He said, sitting down opposite you.

"However, on our way here, I thought about something."

You gulped. How was your impending lecturing being turned on you?!

"Y-yes?" You stuttered, bringing the teacup to your mouth, sipping nervously on the steaming liquid.

He eyed you, before humming.

"I doubt you're the most qualified person to teach me about manners." He said, gauging your reaction. You halted sipping on your tea.

Collecting yourself, you placed your teacup back down. "Oh? Why would that be?" You questioned, fiddling with the tablecloth.

"Well, you seem to have time engaging in certain... promiscuous activities, that isn't exactly too innocent or polite." He murmured, sipping on his tea.

Your eyes bulged, hands antsy as they moved to your face to hide your shock.

"For someone so carefree to participate in such... activities in public, you sure do seem to hold a facade of modesty." He replied, watching you sternly.

"Yeah, imagine how it feels having someone know of this!" You gritted your teeth, clenching your arms.

He raised a brow, smiling crookedly. "Certainly you wouldn't mind. Considering you would do so on holy grounds. You and Claude seemed to have not cared. I wouldn't be surprised if the whole monastery heard you."

You gasped, moving to get out of your chair. You didn't need a lecture from Lorenz.

He stood up with you, challenging your gaze.

"When I told Leonie she wasn't well-kempt enough... I suppose you aren't any better." He smirked, watching you bite your lip anxiously.

"Damnit, what do you want!? Don't tell anyone, I'll do anything!" You pleaded, taking a step forward. Lorenz grinned at this, raising a brow. He walked around the table, coming to face you directly. You looked down, refusing to meet his gaze.

"Since you're so eager to offer. Perhaps I could partake in those services Claude recommended to you?" He whispered, hand coming to tilt your chin upwards. Your face erupted in a dark heat, your heart thumping.

Don't fuck Lorenz. Don't fuck Lorenz. Don't fuck Lorenz. Don't fuck Lorenz.

You collected yourself, giving him a sly grin as your hands found themselves around his neck. "Well, if you're interested in a free trial..." You hinted, swaying your hips.

Don't fuck Lorenz. Don't fuck Lorenz. Don't fuck Lorenz. Don't fuck Lorenz.

He gulped, smiling crookedly. "You strike a hard bargain, my fair lady. I suppose I'd have to indulge." He murmured, grabbing underneath your knee and pulling your leg up to his waist.

Don't fuck Lorenz. Don't fuck Lorenz. Don't fuck Lorenz. Fuck Lorenz.

"Then, please, take whatever you'd like."

Fuck Lorenz. Fuck Lorenz. Fuck Lorenz. Fuck Lorenz. Fuck Lorenz. Fuck-

Your lips were captured by his own, as you soon felt your weight shift as your body was lifted from the ground. You wrapped your legs around him fully as you were set down on his plush bed

The kiss heated up passionately, feeling Lorenz palm you through your normal uniform. Being a Sunday, no war business was discussed and no armour was worn. He cupped your breasts.

"You're hardly pleasant, ever so brash and callous. But not to fear, I'll mould you into a fair woman. However, I'd say I prefer your unabashed promiscuousness." He hissed, stripping you of your uniform. Soon, your bra and underwear followed.

He shed his own casual uniform, for once in his life, not caring. That was proved as much as he dropped his uniform onto the mahogany floors.

You were pushed down onto the bed as you felt Lorenz slide on top of you, his already hard dick grinding against your slick cunt. You sighed, capturing his lips in a kiss once more.

His hands moved to your breasts, removing his mouth from your own only to kiss up the skin. Poking, squeezing, kissing, licking. He left no stone unturned, or in this case, no skin untouched. His apparent fixation on your breasts soon shifted to your darkened face. He simpered at his work.

"You will be good practice for the future. I suppose a whore such as yourself wouldn't oppose being treated with such behaviour." He proposed, his hands stroking up and down your sides.

"I... I'm not a whore!" You defended weakly. Yet any argument was soon washed away as he began to rub his dick up and down against your vagina.

"Oh? Ah, I see. So making love... no, I should say, carelessly fucking your former classmates one after another was just a hallucination?" He asked, the tip of his dick sliding into your walls for a split second before retreating.

"N-no, that's not what I meant!" You cried out, frustrated at the lack of stimulation.

"Ah, straight to denial, I see! You have skipped explaining and gone straight to denying your needy, sluttish behaviour." He groaned as he felt you pull him closer.

You cried out in frustration before looking away.

" F-fine! You're right that I'm a whore! I'm a whore who loves her classmate's dicks! Now please fuck me!" You moaned, exasperated.

"That's wonderful to hear."

And no sooner than he spoke did he thrust his dick right into your pussy, a silent moan escaping your open lips. He leant over you, feeling your tits press against him. Your legs rose and wrapped around his pistoning hips.

You struggled to get a full breath at the pace he was thrusting at, it sent your head spinning. You couldn't think, you could only feel as you were fucked silly by the one guy you could never like.

Yet, that distaste furthered your arousal.

"You are far from suitable for me. You.." He heaved as you clenched around him. "Naughty. You're brash, loud, unladylike... but you make a wonderful cocksleeve." He groaned into your ear, letting out soft moans.

You felt the coil in your stomach tighten at his words.

"Then... you're just like me! Sinking down... to my level just for some pussy?" You teased, slurring.

He smirked annoyedly. "Tch, I wouldn't say that in your position." He grunted out, holding you tighter as he pistoned harder.

"O-oh! I... you!" You moaned, speech cutting off as you couldn't talk. It was so fast, so hard, so good!

The two of you continued to moan and grunt, accompanied only by the sound of skin slapping. The erotic groans of the man you held such distaste for was sending you over the edge. You hated it so much that you loved it.

To the means of an end, you felt the coil snap as he groaned once more in your ear, the spasming of your walls soon causing him to cum. You felt your ravaged pussy shudder as ropes of hot cum seared your insides. As he slid out, it trailed out.

Lorenz looked down on you, smiling coyly at the sight. "Speechless and fucked silly, that's a perfect look for you."

#fanfic #fire emblem x reader smut #fire emblem x reader #fe3h x reader #fe3h #fire emblem smut #fire emblem three houses #fire emblem #fe3h smut #fe3h fanfic #fanfic smut #smut #fanfiction #lorenz #lorenz gloucester #lorenz hellman gloucester #lorenz x reader #lorenz x reader smut

[arcadejohn127-9]

Angelic beginnings: Lucifer

The beginning of a long tale of demons, angels and humans. This is my AU/rewrite of obey me where I venture into the world of Obey me.

So why not go to the very beginning; Lucifers time before his fall and before his Siblings. A fresh new face to join working at the Garden of Eden and a surprise waiting for him on his first day.

Like obey me, things won't be biblically accurate so please don't take my work as fact.

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"You have been assigned to the Garden of Eden."

"m-me?!" a young Lucifer cried out in surprise, almost dropping the paperwork he was holding.

"are you perhaps, displeased? I can always tell the heavenly Father you want to refuse-"

"NO! I mean-- no please, Sister Remiel, Im not refusing but why me?"

He looked up at her confused, she only scoffed as she bent down to his level. Pinching his cheek with a strained smile.

"You poor little cherub, it is because he loves you."

"He loves all of us." Lucifer quickly pointed out, still not understanding.

"But we are not all his favourites, he thinks highly of you, Lucifer, do not disappoint him."

There was a warm glow that rose to his cheeks, embarassed by such a claim. A sense of pride tingling his nerves as he grinned to himself. He was Father's favourite - all his hard work paid off.

It was true, Lucifer was only a Cherub, a young child in other terms. He never expected to have such a privilege. The garden of Eden was God's newest creation. A sanctuary for the first new species' to walk on God's earth. They would be given a special gift; a soul.

From what he's heard from the Gardeners a soul was a humans very being. It made them have the ability to reach the Celestial realm or the Tartarean realm. They were going to be beings made in his image. Truely, special beings.

"What will I do?"

"Simple errands, you'll be giving your support to the other angels assigned to the Garden, that is all you are needed to do."

"what about the Hu-"

"You don't have those permissions, Lucifer."

"Yes, I understand, Sister Remiel."

She took the papers from him, a smile still decorating her face as she shifted them to one arm. The teenage angel guided the boy to his new mission, the entrance to the Garden. It was a large golden gate with a man and woman intertwined within the vines of the bars. Their arm outstretched to the gates handle. A golden Apple.

Just before she left, she placed a hat on his head with a small laugh. It was slightly too big for his head; it was a puffy Fiddler cap with a pin of vines and harvest attached to the side.

"Good luck, little Cherub, tell Brother Uriel I said hello."

Lucifer pushed open the gate, his wings springing outwards as he prepared to fly. He soar through the portal, gentle kisses of wind guided him through. When he finally flew through, he was there. The Garden of Eden.

It was beautiful. Luscious green fields stretched beyond he could see, the sun shining brightly down upon it. Animals from big and small thrived in their own spaces of land. He dived down, letting his fingers glide through the clear blue streams. Fishes of every colour fleeing from his hand.

His moment of awe was forced to a stop as he crashed into someone's chest. He scrambled upwards as he looked at the Angel he bumped into.

Uriel.

"Careful." He simply said, his voice bland.

His flaming sword shone brightly, Lucifer has only heard of it. To finally see it in person - he snapped out of his gaze remembering who he was Infront.

"ah- greetings brother Uriel, sister Remiel says hello."

"You've arrived in time, the Gardener's need a small angel like you."

He decided it would be better to not question his brothers avoidance. Instead, he allowed Uriel to lead the way to the Gardener's section. It wasn't too far, many angel's were scattered around - growing trees or plants. Some where looking after injured animals.

The protector of the Garden lead him further into the trees, having to walk instead of fly as the Forrest grew dense. The older angel finally stopped before pointing to a hole in the ground. It was on the edge of a raised part of land, bark twisting around its entrance. Lucifer raised a brow as he looked between it and his brother.

"Go on, into the hole."

"Now why would I do that?" He puffed, crossing his arms.

"There is a creature stuck inside and you're the only one small enough to fit."

Lucifer stared at him with a tired expression. He sighed as he rolled up his sleeves.

"You should start with that first, Brother Uriel." He remarked, still frowning.

"I'll see you another time, I need to get back to my post."

And just like that, he left.

Lucifer grumbled to himself, whilst thankful for his new position he didn't expect it to be so fruitless. A creature was stuck in a hole - how exciting. Who would he even give it to? He wasn't even sure how he would get back to the Gardner's. He kept a small reminder in his head to inconvenience his brother at another point in time.

He peered inside, it was too dark to see. He crawled in slightly more, calling out for the creature before a scream was ripped out of him. The boy slid down an unexpected tunnel, his knees taking more of the damage before he tumbled the rest of the way. His wings cramped as they wrapped around his body in hopes to lessen the blow.

He whimpered as tears bubbled in his eyes. His wing twitched as it stayed locked in a cramped position. His knees were red and covered in small cuts.

A tongue poked his knee causing him to yelp.

"Don't do that-! It hurts." He frowned, swatting the creature away.

But the creature didn't listen, it kept licking his wound. It only caused more pain. He snarled as his knee burned, picking up the creature to finally stop its insistent licking. It was a strange looking thing, unfamiliar to him.

It was dark brown almost black with spiked scales all over it, a red belly that had a faint glow at its throat. Two wings that looked like they could barely carry itself. What was even stranger about it was the two horns pointed inwards on its head. The way he was holding the creature made the fat of his body roll as it stared at him with its tongue poking out. Bright yellow eyes staring right back at him.

"i told you to stop - I came here to help you."

It tilted its head to the side.

"I was told you were stuck in this hole, it seems you are just fine."

He placed it back down, looking down at his wounds. He gasped as one of his knees looked worse than before - it burnt him! But how? It was a creature of God, they cannot cause harm to Angels. That was his blessing.

So how did this thing hurt him? He needs to bring it to a Gardener to identify it. They must know what it is.

Lucifers hands began to glow as he pressed his hands down on his knees, his wounds healing up. He needed more room to stretch his wings to make sure if it needed extra help or not.

"Do you know how to get out?"

The creatures tail wagged, scrambling up and out of the tunnel. It peered down at him, noticing his hesitance. Suddenly, a swarm of shimmering gold fire filled the tunnel. He shuffled away from its light as fast as he could, not wanting to get burnt again.

The tunnel was now much larger, he could easily get through it without much issue. As soon as he crawled out he thanked the creature.

"I need to get you authorized, you're very... bizzare."

He picked it up again, cradling it gently.

It was true. In the celestial realm dark colours were unusual.

"Lucifer?!" A voice called out, he peered out to see a small group of angels looking around.

"I'm over here! I found the creature!"

"oh? Great work! Is it okay?!" One asked as the group got closer.

"Yes, it's fine, it doesn't seem to be hurt."

The angels finally arrived, they immediately noticed the creature in his arms. Lucifer tilted his head as they all gasped in horror.

"Don't touch it-!" He was pulled away, the creature falling out of his grasp.

He was bombarded with questions before another angel pointed out the dark burn scar on his knee. Whilst this was happening one of the angels screamed out for Uriel as they tried using the fawn to enclose the creature.

"what's going on?" Lucifer asked, confused on why everyone was scared.

"It's a demon-!"

Uriel appeared, sword at the ready as he stared down at the demon.

A demon? Lucifer never saw a demon before. He was always in the celestial realm close to his brothers and sisters. They did anything involving demons and always refused to talk about them.

The demon trembled as its wings flapped. Lucifer could only watch as Uriel swung down his sword. But it didn't do anything wrong - he was sure it didn't mean to hurt him.

The demon suddenly shifted, finding its small form unhelpful. It was just a boy. He and Lucifer were most likely the same age. The horns and wings remained meanwhile jewels decorated his small form.

"Young master!" A door suddenly appeared, a voice calling from it.

The boy burnt through the bark, the sword flashing the side of his leg as he ran towards it. He looked back at lucifer, sorrow in his eyes. Guilt and regret written clear as day on his face as his eyes flickered to the angels knee and then the rest of them.

A hand pulled the demon boy through the door before disappearing as fast as it appeared. Uriel growled as he missed another attack.

"The prince of the Tartarean realm has trespassed on sacred grounds!"

That was the last he heard before he was whisked away from the frenzy. They decided he can start working at the garden another time - not when demons were still able to get in.

#obey me #obey me shall we date #gamingclubpresident #aracadejohn217 9 #obey me lucifer #obey me celestial realm #obey me au #obey me diavolo

[mynotsohealthyobsession]

Unexpected bond

Book: Bloodbound (between book 2 and 3)

Pairing: Adrian Raines x Lily Spencer (friendship) / Mention of Adrian Raines x MC

Words: 1.960

Rating: Mature

Warning: Angst / Mention of violence, death and harassment

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His jacket was on the floor, where he had thrown it a couple hours ago. The sleeves of his shirt were rolled up as his forearms rested on his knees. He had his eyes shut and his back against the wall. His breathing was erratic and faltering, incapable of calming down. The powerful aura that he used to have, had completely disappeared, leaving him broken and defeated, looking as terrible as he felt inside. Whoever knew him beforehand and saw him at this moment, would doubt that that was actually the same Adrian Raines.

His hands had remnants of dried blood, the same that had coloured his white shirt, red. His body was still healing some wounds, cuts and a few broken bones, and bruises as result of their confrontation with Gaius. Every time he breathed, he felt a stinging pain in his chest but he couldn't care less. He had decided to not move from there no matter how long it took. Maybe she woke up before the expected, scared or disorientated. Maybe her bloodkeeper condition made it different for her and she needed some kind of help. Or maybe… Simply, he just couldn't leave her side. Whatever the reason was, he had decided to stay there, in Raines Corp.’s basement, near the sarcophagus in which, and he desperately hoped it was the case, Amy's body was changing, slowly transforming into a vampire.

As a couple of tears slipped on his cheeks, passing through the bloody print that her hand left on his skin as he held her, he couldn't avoid thinking how afraid he was of losing her, to face the world without her. Amy had saved them, after he had promised her he would protect her, she sacrificed herself for them. For him.

He squeezed his eyes tightly, letting his head fall back, against the wall. No matter how hard he tried, the images kept replaying over and over in his mind, in a horrible and constant loop. Amy taking the branch, getting close to Gaius. Her pained gasp as the sword went through her chest and emerged from her back. How his throat hurt from yelling her name, incapable of doing anything else but watch. The fire in her eyes, using the last of her strength to stab Gaius as her blood slipped down in the hilt of the sword onto Gaius' hand. Her little smile before she noticed that her knees gave up and hit the floor first as the rest of her body fell down. How quickly her skin became pale and cold as he held her, knowing that there was only one thing that could save her. How, mortally injured, she cupped his face, almost happy that they had 'won', even if right now it felt like he was about to lose everything that was important to him.

"Adrian?" His eyes flushed open, seeing Lily down the stairs. Her eyes puffy and bloodshot, all her usual energy and almost childlike happy mood, had disappeared. For the first time since he had met her, she seemed like an elderly woman who had lost against life itself. She sat beside him and offered him a pack of blood and what seemed to be a clean shirt.

"Thank you Lily, but I don't need it."

"You do." She gave him a broken look. "You think she would be okay seeing you still hurt?" She placed both things between them. "You are important to her, Adrian. She did what she did to save us. To save you."

"She shouldn't have done it! Now she's--" His voice abruptly cut, incapable to even put into words his fears and torments.

"I know." Lilly replied, distractedly fiddling with one of her rings. "But she's brave and her heart is bigger than anyone I've ever met." A pained smile lifted her lips a little. "Amy would never watch us die if she could avoid it. You know that." She fixed her stare on him, her voice a bit shattered. "Exactly like you or any of us would have done for her if the rolls were reversed."

"But I couldn't." His mind returned to the night before, when they had sleep holding each other. It felt so far away. "I promised her I would protect her no matter what and I couldn't. I failed her." It was the first time they shared this kind of conversation and time alone. It was obvious that Lily had a stronger relationship with Jax, like Adrian had with Kamilah. But, even if they were worried and sad too, right now, the pain Lily and Adrian were feeling, was different from theirs and had brought them together. "I should never have allowed her to get involved in this." To his surprise, she giggled.

"If you think you could have told her what to do, I'm sorry but you don't know her as well as you think." Adrian chuckled a bit alongside her. Lily was absolutely right about that.

"Did she ever tell you about the first time she saw me transformed, on her first day of work?" He wasn't sure why he asked her that. Probably because it was the moment that he realized that she would be special for him, even if he didn't know how much.

"Only a few parts."

"In almost 300 years a lot of people had learned the way she did about all this. And most… If not all of them, begged to forget, to return to their old lives." Despite himself, he smiled at the memory. "Amy… She just stood there. For a little while, she got scared, of course, but… She didn't run or scream. She started to ask me questions, curious, looking at me the exact same way she did all that day. Before her eyes, I was still… Me. She even joked about Nicole being dramatic during the feeding." He let out a sorrowful and shaking sigh. "I took her to Priya's fashion show and she told the security that she was my partner instead of my assistant." They both softly laughed.

"I think she had a crush with you almost instantly." Lily crossed her legs under her. "That night, before returning to the office, we chatted a bit. When I asked her about how you were, her answer was, and I'm quoting here 'super hot'." She said smiling at the same time that her palm dried her cheeks. "She was so happy to be able to stay in New York."

"It was an absolutely mutual feeling." Adrian passed his fingers through his hair, feeling an ache in his heart as his memory returned to the first time he saw her, that she had given him one of her beautiful smiles. "That night, she cut her hand with a glass. All the vampires around were drawn towards the fresh blood, to her."

"I know the feeling." She sadly murmured. "She mentioned that part actually, that you helped her and stood in front of her."

"I will never forget how she hugged me from behind. How when she was scared, she trusted me." His eyes started to burn with fresh tears. "She not only didn't allow the debriefing, but also convinced me to show her around the library." The tears ran free on his face and he didn't try to stop them. "She's brave and stubborn in the most wonderful way."

"I think you are not aware how important you are to her." They stood in silence, lost in their thoughts and memories until Lily talked again. "Amy had always tried to watch over you."

"I know she did." His voice was a low raspy whisper.

"Actually, I suspect you don't know how much." After a pause she sighed, as she had made a decision. "Amy is going to kill me for this…" She muttered. "There's something that she never told you." Adrian noticed the subtle change in her voice. "But I'm convinced you deserve to know." She took a deep breath, closing her eyes for a moment. "After the trial where Vega framed you and they declared you guilty, everybody started to discuss how to divide your stuff and..." She stood in silence, her eyes filled with doubts.

"What happened, Lily?" He shifted his gaze to look at her, taking his attention from the coffin for the first time.

"Priya grabbed her from the throat and 'claimed' her for herself." Lily shivered a bit beside him as his blood seemed to boil and freeze at the same time. "She said that she wanted to break her. And after forcing her to watch you die, maybe kill her."

"Was she hurt?" Adrian frowned, clearly disturbed as a new wave of anguish went through his factions. He was conscious of all the times she had been in danger because of him but discovering that there were occasions that she hadn't told him to protect him, it felt like a powerful hand grabbed his heart and squeezed it slowly and extremely painfully.

"Kamilah stopped her almost immediately but she had a bruise around the neck for a couple weeks. She covered it with makeup."

"Amy never told me about that." He lowered his face, both of his hands holding it, seeming overwhelmed as his fingers ran through his hair.

"I know. She didn't want you to know. She was sure you would feel guilty even when it wasn't your fault." Lily stared at his eyes, he never had seen her gaze so intense. "What do you think was the first thing she said, when we left the temple after that?" Adrian stared at her back, unsure if he wanted to know. "She asked Kamilah how we could help you, to save you." Lily sadly smiled at him. "Even back then she didn't wanted to lose you. That's why she did what she did tonight."

He remembered the deep sadness and concern he saw in her when their eyes locked to each other as he was dragged away. The softness of her hand and words when she had found him in The Baron's dungeon. The happiness he felt when he saw her in front of him. "I didn't want to lose her either." He forced himself to say the words that couldn't stop repeating internally. "I don't want to lose her. I can't. I need her, she just can't di--" The lump in his throat cutted his voice, incapable of ending the last word.

"I don't know if she had heard you but… If it's worth something, I know she loves you too, Adrian." Lily murmured, her voice gruff. "You are the most important person to her." Her hands dried her cheeks. "Well, the second more important at least. Best friends and roommates rights, you know."

"I'll take it." Adrian smiled before his face fell again. "And it's worth more than you can imagine." His eyes fixed again on the sarcophagus. "I just hope to have the chance to tell it to her like she deserves. And maybe hear her say it back."

Lily took off her glasses and rubbed her eyes, standing up. "Are you sure you want to stay here?"

"Yes." She nodded and headed to the stairs. "Lily." He called her and she stopped to watch him. "Thank you. For the blood and everything afterwards."

"You are welcome, Adrian." She leaned against the wall for a minute. "I just know how sad she would be seeing you like this." She stared at the sarcophagus one last time, thinking the same thing that has been in Adrian's mind the last two hours and couldn't dare to face it: how silent the coffin was, without even a faint heartbeat or shallow breathing coming from it. Almost like it was empty.

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#adrian raines #adrian raines x mc #adrian x amy #choices bloodbound #bloodbound mc #choices game #pixelberry studios #choices stories we play #playchoices #choices stories you play #pixelberry

[barsformars]

How Scandalous

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g - fluff, angst if you squint super hard, a lil suggestive at the end; royalty!au

p - crown prince!yeosang x warrior!reader

w.c - 1199

t.w - none

c - when the line between personal and professional lives are blurred, how can the crown prince show his true feelings for his subject and vice versa?

a.n - for @ficscafe royalty drabble event! it’s the way i finished this only a few days after the event was announced but i wasn’t sure if i was going to post it or not but like since it’s already written,,,, also just reminding everyone that reader is gender neutral!! it always is in my stories unless stated otherwise anyways! and yes female warriors were a thing in the past too for a lil while.

t.l - @closer-stars @jeongyunhoed @fromercury

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"Your Highness, it's best you keep a straight face," you reminded, eyebrows slightly furrowed as you scanned your surroundings as discreetly as one could be doing so. The crown prince narrows his eyes at you before heaving out a heavy but silent sigh as he slowly lowered the corners of his lips. He would probably roll his eyes and argue with you if the both of you had any privacy at all right now but for now, he can only afford to show his annoyance with a purse of his lips that lasted no longer than a blink of an eye. After all, there are eyes and ears everywhere in the palace — especially around him — and one of his many duties as the crown prince is to always only act as he is expected to.

With a clear of his throat, Yeosang changes the topic to one that was more expected of this meeting, and thankfully it was also something he meant to talk about regardless of who was around. "Chief Choi says the new recruits are terrible," Yeosang shared as you refilled his tea cup. He takes a sip of the warm tea before continuing with a chuckle, "His skills are second to none and so are his high standards. They looked just fine to me."

"Shall I go join Chief Choi on the training now to make them look excellent, Your Highness?" Taken aback by your suggestion, the prince shakes his head as an amused laugh leaves him. He did not mean it that way but of course you would take it seriously, you have always taken pride in your duty as a warrior to protect him.

"No, that's alright, let's not torture the recruits. Besides, I need you for something else." With that, Yeosang rose up from his seat and gestured for you to come with him, a smirk apparent on his face. You wonder what he was up to, but you don't bother questioning him right now so you do as he asks of you. As the both of you descended the small flight of stairs leading up to the gazebo, the long line of servants visibly tensed up as they got ready to follow along, only for Yeosang to stop them from doing so. "Leave us alone from here on, I will return by myself when we're done."

"Yes, Your Highness." You don't miss the shaky breathing of the head eunuch in charge of the prince.

"You're going to get them into trouble," you said softly as the distance between him and the servants grew. Their biggest responsibility was looking after the crown prince and yet he has ordered them to shirk their duty off, putting their lives at risk as if they don't already do on a daily basis. Yeosang only shrugs it off as he increased his pace, forcing you to do the same.

As soon as the both of you turned right round the corner, Yeosang took a quick peek over his shoulders, grabbing your wrist and pulling you along as he ran up the small hill once he was sure there was nobody around. A smile blooms on your face, too, as you see just how pleased he was for you to finally be back from your month long expedition. He has missed you dearly, that much was obvious.

"Are we going to keep running?" You asked as you erupted into breathless laughter, everything was funny once you are free from titles that were meaningless between childhood friends. It is hard to draw a line between your professional and personal lives when they were meant to be intertwined — you can never be just his confidante nor just another one of his many subjects — but you try your very best to separate them anyways. Now, you throw the sword that was by your side to the back of your mind and choose to focus only on how Yeosang's hand has slipped from your wrist to your hand, and how he gave it a gentle squeeze as he slows down and eventually comes to a stop at the entrance of his private garden.

"We don't have to run from anything here," Yeosang reassures as he pushes the gates open. When the both of you entered hand in hand, everything in the world suddenly seemed a little less serious and a little more forgiving. The world is different here in his little private garden. Yeosang shuts the gates before ushering you further in, not that you didn't already know this place like the back of your hand. "Come, I have something for you."

Yeosang sits you down on the bench and walks over to one of the bushes nearby, reaching his hand into them and pulling out a silk pouch before you could ask him what he was looking for. He dangled it as he held it up beside his face which was beaming with happiness and excitement. If Yeosang was anywhere but here, you would have immediately told him to put on a poker face, but you take the rare chance to properly take in and appreciate his pretty smile. He can afford to be vulnerable in front of you.

"Give me your hand," Yeosang requests as he pulls out the contents of the pouch, revealing two beaded bracelets of the same colour. He gently slips one of them onto your hand before slipping the other onto his. "Matching bracelets, I thought they would be a nice idea."

"They are," you replied, your voice soft as you feel tears welling up in your eyes. Maybe you have missed him more than you would ever admit.

"Listen-"Yeosang reaches out one hand to caress your face as he bent his knees to look you in the eyes-"when I have more power, I will make you mine. I promise I will make you mine. Do you trust me?"

You stare back at him, the corner of your eyes drooping down as you processed his words. "Why does it sound like you're going to marry someone else first? Are you?" You feel your throat tighten at the thought of it. It was not a ridiculous idea at all. Yeosang could have been forced into a diplomatic marriage, one that he cannot refuse because as a crown prince, he serves not himself but the country. "That's not fair, th-"

Yeosang gives you a soft knock on your head for being such a fool. "No, no I'm not marrying anyone. Look at you jumping to conclusions. I just want you to know that I'm serious about you, so don't you ever for a second even dare to think I don't love you."

Feeling your cheeks heat up just from his words, you forced yourself to look away from Yeosang. "How scandalous...those words," you said, voice trailing off from the shyness.

"Oh come on, if you consider all the things we could do here, what I just said would be far from scandalous."

Your eyes widened in shock as you delivered a slap to his arm. "Your Highness!"

"What!"

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[aeferkssr]

- FOR CERISE ꒰ ა ♡ ໒ ꒱

“hey have you heard? there’s a cupid in teyvat! they say they can match you up with your soulmate.” you head some ladies whisper to one another while eating at a restaurant. curiosity got the best of you so you decided to follow their directions to see who your so-called ‘soulmate’ would be.

walking into the small shack you’re greeted with potions of different colours and uses, jars of all sorts of things like slime secretions, whoperflower nectar and of the sorts. in the middle of it all was a winged individual, looking at you in the same way that you were looking at them. “what is it that you need, darling?” they ask as you answer

“i want to find my soulmate.”

“oh dear, i’m sorry, but it appears that you have already found them”

“huh?-“

"yes, and it seems as if he is very powerful! lucky you!" the cupid winks at you. "what do you mean powerful? in a money sense, or in strength?" you ask as the cupid puts the skin between their index and thumb on their chin "both!" they reply, "he's one of those fatui people. a harbinger i think they called?"

a harbinger... well the only harbinger you know is- oh no.

“do you mean CHILDE?!”

🌊 ah, tartaglia

🌊 the guy who you had the misfortune of meeting

🌊 i mean yeah, he’s cool and all but as the cupid states before he's a HARBINGER. you know, the same people who almost DESTROYED LIYUE.

🌊 your thoughts kept you occupied, not even trying to listen to the storyteller at third-round knockout. no way he could be your soulmate! why would cupid even say something so… so… STUPID!!

🌊 your thoughts got interrupted when a certain ginger shnezniyan sat beside you. “well well well if it isn’t cerise! how’ve you been cutie?” trying so hard not to burst into a prominent blush, you clear your throat and tell him to piss off

🌊 “aww come one! that's no way to treat a friend” a friend, huh “sigh, what do you want childe?” you look at him, clearly not impressed. “ok so, the fatui are having this big ball thing, and it would look pretty bad as a harbringer to not have a date, soooo”

🌊 a date? with childe? your supposed soulmate? oh you could die right now. “so what do you stay cer’?”

HEADCANONS

🌊 you and child started dating not long after the whole surprise date thing

🌊 believe it or not, he was the one to confess!

🌊 i feel like he would say something like:

🌊 "oh cerise, you make my dull life a lot more brighter. i simply couldn't help but fall in love with you. i promise to protect you for as long as this heart beats"

🌊 omg how cute

🌊 you two definitely spar together, he admires your skill and tries to fight you at any given moment.

🌊 had a good day? come! tell me about it while we clash weapons

🌊 had a bad day? take out your frustration with your sword!

🌊 its basically how you two bond.

🌊 you get better with your sword and learn how to use your anemo vision for combat, and child gets a worthy opponent

🌊 i like it! picasso!

🌊 you want to be financially stable? well! your boyfriend is stinkin' rich!

🌊 you need money to buy that really expensive but amazing quality coloured pencils from fontaine? he's got you covered! and he got extras just because

🌊 you need new ceramic tools? don't make them out of random pieces of plastic, you got a child ready to spoil you rotten with the best quality ceramic tools!!

🌊 his love language is definitely gift-giving but i can see him being really cuddly with you!! and since he's a very big man, be prepared to be in a huge bear hug!! you'd probably have to blow him off with your anemo abilities if you get too hot

#genshin x reader #childe x reader #[💞] matchups

[augustmishas]

"You're still bleeding."

"So I am."

Suzu's skin is drained, the low light of dawn making the sweat and pain more obvious on his face. His teeth are gritted, his eyes constantly wandering with distrust. Beneath their steel colour, dark rings are beginning to show his exhaustion. No matter how hard Suzu will try, he can't carry on like this for much longer.

"Rest," Dan says. “Patch yourself up an’ get some sleep.”

It earns him an accusatory look from Suzu.

"I will not leave Gerb to do this job alone. Our people need us," he speaks coldly, and then returns to his sphere. Inside it, little planets slowly orbit the light of lilies. Dan notices how they have begun to wilt, and how furrowed Suzu's eyebrows are as he works. He's putting himself under too much pressure, like a reckless idiot.

"Y' do know I’m a navigator too, right. I can help your friend just fine if you'd let me."

"You're also an android," Suzu looks up resentfully. "You do not have a heart, how do I know you won't lead us astray?" The way Suzu spits his words makes Dan wonder if there is more to this story than the A-12 dweller is willing to say. The truth of why A-12 was destroyed is not one people know for sure outside of stories, afterall.

"You can't know. Not gonna to lie and make up some reason why, but I feel like betrayin' you or going near FORTF is too much of a risk to my family. You're not worth betrayin' for that risk,” Dan smirks, and Suzu only squints.

"Family?" he asks.

"This whole ship is my family. A bunch of nobodies with no one else to care about us," Dan explains. "Not like you have."

Suzu looks away from him suddenly, as if he was hurt by it. "You shouldn't make a habit of assuming things like that, android."

"Well, what do you think that Gerb will think if you die of blood loss like some idiot, because you were too much of a stubborn asshole to know when to take a break?"

To that, Suzu doesn’t reply. The answer is too much, after all the death he has seen.

"Exactly," Dan says. "I'll go an' speak to Gerb about the path, an' you're gonna get some rest and stop acting like that."

Suzu bites back the retort of 'like what,' and simply stares across at him, his expression cold. "Your weapon," he instructs.

"You don't trust anyone, do you?" Dan smirks, but drops his swords to the floor without protest. "Does that please you?"

Suzu nods. "...If you trust just anyone, you'll regret it," he says, not meeting Dan's gaze. The glow of his sphere shimmers like the ocean on his face -- like tears for someone Dan doesn't know. It's none of his business, he shouldn't understand it. He doesn't know the pain Suzu has felt, and yet he feels an odd feeling like pity buzz inside his chest.

"...Sleep," Dan says.

"Goodnight, android," he replies.

#my writing #bee writing

[wolfish-trickster]

Lost traveler

3/?

Loki x female!reader

Word count: 1 588

Tag list: @gaitwae @lucywrites02 @hard-to-be-the-bard @birdgirl90 @laramoonworld

Summary: A mysterious traveler visits Asgard and thanks to an accident has to stay for longer than she expected. Bonds are created but also shattered along the way.

A/N: reader has elemental powers, something like avatar the last airbender.

The palace was HUGE. Everyone always spoke of palaces as giant places but you've never been in one this big! Golden walls reflected light onto beautyful carved columns connecting the impossibly high ceiling with marble floor. On every turn there was either a tapestry or stairway to a big balcony with gorgeous view of the golden city below.

Evrytime you let out a gasp or your eyes wondered around the room you were walking through the queen softly chuckled at your side. She showed you a big part of the palace, since you will be living here for few weeks and no one would like you to get lost in one of the neverending hallways.

Finally she lead you out of the palace to top of some coloseum-like building. All around you sat men and women dressed in silky or leather clothes. They were watching what was happening bellow them. Down on the bottom there were few pairs combating. Either hand to hand, sword to sword or other weapon you've never seen before.

With a hand on your back she lead you down towards the fighters. People bowed to her as you both passed them. You heard few of them whisper about the 'dirty girl with unfitting clothes by the Allmother's side'. You turned towards the whisperers and smiled cheekily at them, letting them know you heard them and you couldn't care less about what they had to tell you. Even though you felt a little selfconscious thanks to them.

Queen walked you towards a particular group of fighters, two of them you already knew. Thor, if you remember correctly, and his brother were sitting on a nearby bench with two more men. One of them was twice as big as you with messy ginger hair and bushy beard, the other had black hair tied in a tight ponytail. They were laughing and cheering for two of their friends. Another blond man with slight facial hair combating with a brown haired girl. The girl pinned him down with her knee on his back and twisted his arm backwards.

"Come on Fandral! Are you really going to let a girl beat you?!" you heard Thor shouting.

Frigga coughed to announce her presence before Fandral could respond. Both of the warriors stood up and brushed the dust from their clothes. The rest of the group stood up and bowed. "Allmother."

Thor and his brother, however, didn't bow. They just walked over to you two. "Greetings mother," hold on, MOTHER?! THOSE TWO ARE PRINCES?!

"This is Astrid. She will be staying with us for a little while. Be kind to her," queen introduced you. You waved at them with a timid smile.

One of the princes stepped closer to you. "So, looks like you are feeling better, little traveler," the younger brother gestured to your bandaged hand.

You nodded. "It's getting better."

He smiled at you, almost relieved.

Then nudged his brother with his elbow. "What-? Oh! Yeah, right," the Thunderer caughed. "I apologize for striking you with a lightning bolt. I won't do it again," he gave a 'are you happy now?' look to his brother. He just rolled his eyes.

"Okay, apology accepted."

"Wait, YOU were the one who hurt her?" Fandral stared at Thor.

"Fandral, not now."

"Oh for Norn's sake," the girl pushed her way through boys towards you. "Hello, my name is Sif. Ignore those dunderheads."

"Who do you call a dunderhead?!" the ginger giant asked, even though it sounded more like a roar with his booming voice.

Sif turned towards him. "Do you want to taste the dirt just like Fandral?"

".....no."

You chuckled at their little banter.

Frigga hugged you around shoulders. "Seems like you don't need me anymore. They will keep you company and show you the rest of Asgard. And who knows, maybe you will find a trusted friend among them," she winked and waved goodbye to her two sons and their friends.

You turned towards them, fidgeting with your fingers. What are you going to say? Are you supposed to say something? Will you just let them ask whatever they want to know and you will answer?

The younger prince decided to end your internal suffering. "I think we owe you our names at least. You already know Sif," he gestured at her and she winked. "This blind oaf is my brother Thor."

"Blind?" you asked.

Raven haired boy grinned. "He-"

"It's an inside joke! Right?" Thor adressed his brother treatingly.

"Right. Then we have Fandral, Hogun and Volstagg," one by one they either waved at you or grinned. Fandral even winked.

"And I am Loki," he offered his hand for you to shake.

"A-astrid," you took it hesitantly. He gave you a look. You couldn't read it was a good or a bad one.

You shrugged it quickly when Thor launched forward at you and took your hand in his big rough one. "Such a pretty girl, traveling the world. You must be desperatly lonely. No worries my sweet, I will not take a step away from you," he winked at you, a seductive smile grew on his lips. He brought your hand towards them. You quickly pulled your hand back and behind yourself.

"I'm just fine on my own, thanks," you blurted before you could stop yourself. Will they behead you for saying no to a prince?

Loki chuckled. "She's a feisty one. I like that."

Apparently no.

"Hey, Astrid," Sif tried to pull you away from them. "Can I ask you something?"

'Bet she will ask where I am from' "Sure."

"Do you know how to fight?"

You didn't expect that. "No, not really."

You felt Loki's eyes on you again. And the same look he gave you before.

"Hmm, what a pitty," she detached herself from your side. "Alright, who wants to go next?" she cracked her nuckles and grabbed a long sword from a nearby bench.

Thor grabbed his own and rolled his shoulders. "You are going down."

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She didn't go down. Not even an hour later. Loki didn't bother to show off his muscles like Thor's friends in front of you. Throughout the whole training he was wondering only one thing: why did you lie? If you were a fighter, why not showing it? And your true name? What was with the cracked bracelet of yours? And how did you get here without using bifrost?

So many questions.... Loki WILL find an answer. He always does.

"Our little companion seems bored," Hogun noted.

And sure enough, you were drawing circles into the dirt with the tip of your boot. When you realized they were talking about you, your head shot up. "What?"

"I said you seem bored."

"No, I'm just... Sometimes I get lost in my thoughts. That's all."

You really aren't a good liar.

"You are bored. And honestly, I would be too if I was thrown into your situation. What do you suggest we do?" Loki asked.

"I have an idea," Thor interrupted. "Let's show you Asgard!" he started pushing you out of the training area. And as always, everyone had to do what Thor wanted.

They walked you around the biggest beauties, the most outstanding views in the city. Thor was proudly pointing at building after building as if he was the one who build them. Loki was the only one to notice your unease. How you shy away from people, avoid going into crowded places, how you always try to hide behind them.

'You didn't like being in the city' Loki concluded.

"-and that is where the best beer and mead is made. How do you like your temporary home so far?" Thor asked hopefully.

"It's nice?" that was more of a question than answer.

"Didn't I tell you? He is blind," Loki scoffed. "Blind towards the fact you do not like crowds and attention. And since you still have your traveling clothes on," he tugged at your shirt, "you are attracting way more attention than you would like. Correct?"

"Yes, actually."

"Here is my proposition to you: for the rest of the day, we will go anywhere you want. How does it sound?" he smiled charmingly, hoping to see you blush. He wanted to know what makes you tick.

"That would be very kind of you," no blush, but a sweet, grateful smile. He could work with that.

Rest of the group sighed. "Alright Astrid, where do you want to go?"

"Can we go to the forrest? Please?"

"Forrest? Seriously?" Sif whined.

"What? Scared you might get lost again?" Volstagg nudged her.

"For your information, we were nine and it was Loki who told me to go right if I want to see a roe!" she pointed her sharp finger towards the trickster.

Loki shrugged. "Not my fault you scared her away and got lost," he turned to you, "I like the way you think. I can show you the most beautiful lily ponds and the most colourful flowers as well," he dropped the volume of his voice a little, "and some poisonious plants if those fools start to get on your nerves."

To his surprise, a mischevious smirk grazed your features. "I like the way you think."

#loki #loki odinson #loki x reader #thor odinson #young loki #young thor

[noteventheashesremain]

ah kingdom...

why can't this just be a show where idols get together and colab? that would be way better than this stupid scoring thing.

okay first up: the rap battle

i honestly cannot pick which one i prefer. i think for kingdom, mayfly's colours worked better but if you put it in front of a crowd, it's one's full dash would have been insane. i loved it's one's chilled out vibe, how they just seemed to enjoy performing. they maintain their own individual personalities which with rap performances i really like. bobby's style was so fun. sunwoo had so much energy. hwiyoung was just suave. i think at moments it felt a bit... small isn't the right word but its the best way i can describe it but i think that was because they were missing an audience, you could literally feel the absence of an audience because these boys were meant to be on a stage not an empty platform. so maybe for kingdom it didn't work as well but i really enjoyed it and the song was really catchy.

mayfly were just totally different. again a really catchy song. thought it was interesting that somehow both groups ended up using paint? really liked their concept. kinda mad that minhyuk only appeared right at the end, i get they were going for like an impact thing or something but personally he just kind of felt left out and not very cohesive. put him in at the beginning too i want to see him mucking around with the kids as well.

and next: the dance battle

okay i actually preferred it's one's dance here. i thought they were both good performances but it's one's was a beautiful dance. loved that it was just an instrumental so your focus was just on their movements, they were so elegant and purposeful and had absolutely amazing facial expressions. i liked their concept about being three different egos from one king and the historical and cultural aspects of the dance and design are something i'm always a sucker for. that moment where taeyang caught the sword and suddenly became totally still? incredible. still don't understand how juyeon flipped that table with his foot? donghyuk's facial expressions were insane, he captured the 'insanity' part perfectly. it was all the small things, the details and i just loved it.

that's not to say i didn't like mayfly's performance. i thought it was really cool, it just didn't move me in the same way so i guess it depends what you're looking for. again they're just so utterly different its really hard to compare them. personally, not a fan of the song or the fact they had lyrics, it kinda distracted from the performance aspect of it i feel. also there was just... so many of them. which was really impactful for some parts but a bit overwhelming at times. it was definitely a performance but i honestly can't remember much of the dancing. and peniel i love you but oh my god i was not a fan of that dog leash section no thank you. felix's jump onto wooyoung was absolutely insane though i don't know how they pulled that off (and bangchan's extremely concerned 'felix' in the reactions was hilarious). so definitely had some cool parts and was a really strong performance but personally i just preferred the style of it's one and i think because they really were just so different it has to come down to individual preference i guess.

anything else?

really enjoyed actually seeing the idols interact with other groups please can we have more of this. probably my fav episode so far for this exact reason.

tbh i kinda wish they had been stricter regarding how many people in one group? i'm probably in the minority here but i think i would have rather each unit just had one member from each group. i just think it would have made it easier to compare (because you guys keep insisting this is a competition so at least make it fair (hahahahahaha yeah i know this is mnet nevermind)).

also loving the trend of painted nails, dunno why that just stuck out to me this episode but i'm definitely a fan.

will be interesting to see next weeks vocal battle. i'm a bit curious about why they put the vocal battle in a separate episode because both teams look like they're going for a more understate, just plain singing approach rather than a huge performance (thank god, let me hear these boys sing properly please) but both the rap and obviously the dance were more performancy so you'd think they would have split them up at least and put vocals in the middle but what do i know.

anyways, apologies for the ramble if you made it down to here... i am, quite frankly, impressed.

#kingdom legendary war #kingdom #klw #mayfly #it's one

[fifteenskies15]

✧ Random Headcanon: Sanemi and Giyuu as couples (with a bit of SaneGiyuu as Kamaboko squads Dads) ✧

Admin 15: I don't know what was I thinking while making this, I was just washing my hands and suddenly my brain ask me: "girl, remember that someone in Twitter post about Sanemi and Giyuu adopting the kamaboko squad because of chapter 200 cover?? Also ain't you like, ship them so hard?? Like, sis?? Aside the fact you pair that angry gremlin w/ your daughter, why not write about them as a couple?? Dads??" like, hoe, don't give me ideas...now look what have you done to me, well anyways... I'll just go with it, even tho this shit is gonna be crappy as heck, and now, Alexa, please play Deathpacito.

So like, let's see, Giyuu is probably the stoic dad and doesn't know what the hell he gotta do, but regardless he loved his "dysfunctional little family" though doesn't know how he shows it

And Sanemi, boy, he's probably that kind of dad who would beat your ass with a belt if you don't eat your vegetables or run away from training (although you can't blame them since his training is hecking intense), but! Knowing that he used to have a lots of siblings, he still had a softer and understanding sides even though his pride overshadowed his kindness.

Dad Nemi is an intense mentor who would not hesitate to slaughter someone's ass (*cough* Zenitsu *cough*)

And Dad Giyuu is the mentor who seems calm and serene like the sea itself, but actually very merciless (like, he was under Urokodaki's tutelage and we have seen how he train Tanjiro)

The training consist gruelling drills, intense physical training, sparring and Zenitsu's blood curling scream or Inosuke shouting his usual "pig assault"

Like, can you imagine the chaos?

"THIS IS NOT A TRAINING, THIS IS A TORTURE TRIAL!!"

"Shut your goddamn mouth, Agatsuma!! Either go drag your sorry ass here or I'm going to beat you to death!"

"I'm gonna beat you this time half and half haori!! Just you watch!"

"Do a 1000 times sword swinging then I will accept your challenge"

Tanjiro and Nezuko probably the only one who gets on their good side, and deemed "Dads favorite kids"

Would you look at that bias...

Even so Dad Nemi wouldn't even hesitate to show how merciless he can be to Tanjiro though...

Now, trainings session aside, let's move on to the dads quality time.

While the kids squads were minding their own business, Sanemi and Giyuu would bask under the sunlight either on the engawa of Shinazugawa estate or Tomioka estate or even under the tree.

Sanemi would be the one who lay his head on Giyuu's lap (UwU)

Demand that Giyuu stroke his hair or he will beat his ass (hoe you're thirsty for affection)

And so Giyuu did, he thought Sanemi's hair is soft

And Giyuu smiled at how cute he is

Ohagi and a bowl of salmon radish is a must for their lunch date, no other food is allowed, except for green tea and three coloured dumplings as dessert

LIKE, IMAGINE THEY'RE FEEDING EACH OTHER

"Don't just eat that thing, try this..."

"You can't eat too much sweets, here, taste this"

Also when it comes to a date, it's just a simple stroll around the town or somewhere else

NOW IMAGINE THEM HOLDING HANDS

*dead*

Even 15 herself can't comprehend their cuteness, this was beyond her imagination.

PDA wasn't a thing for Giyuu but it sure is for Sanemi.

He loves the water pillar just as much, okay?

He probably circling his strong arm around Giyuu's petite waist while explaining today's training sessions to their children kamaboko squads.

Their display of affection make them gag (except that Tanjiro still finds it adorable, what a pure boy)

When it comes to praising the kids squads effort, Giyuu would smile softly and Pat their heads while saying "Good job"

And Sanemi hesitantly give them a pat on the back while saying "decent effort"

It makes the kids squads go fuwa fuwa

And before I conclude my crappy HC, allow me to explain their nightly routine

Personally, Giyuu gave me the "I haven't been sleeping for 3 days" vibe, so Sanemi would probably make a cup of chamomile tea to help his fatigue problem.

And...and...

NIGHTLY BATH

Okay that might sounded NSFW-ish but hear me out!!

Them enjoying the warm water that ease their muscles and wash away their stress.

And Sanemi who would hugged Giyuu from behind and placed his chin on his shoulder while whining about today's training and how much he missed him everytime they're separated in order to finish their mission

Okay he's not whiny, but one's gotta tell someone their problem to get it off their chest do they not?

Or telling Giyuu that he's not disliked...

And after that, they dried each other before slipping into their yukata

AND CUDDLES while sleeping.

And when morning comes, Inosuke break in to the estate and shouted "IT'S TIME TO TRAIN!! COME ON! I'M PUMPED FOR TODAY'S SESSION!!"

"Your son demands us to train him"

"Before sunrise, he was your son"

*15 hyperventilating noise* Oh my God, Oh my God, did I just do that?? Oh my God, I did, holy moly!! Please don't mind me, it's just I can't believe I wrote a HC about my OTP and it's really nerve-wracking >< I'm really sorry because this shit is cringy af and that you don't like it!!

(also I'm a slut for SaneGiyuu and Giyuu x Pillars ff or headcanons, so i might or might not do em in the near future)

#kimetsu no yaiba writings #kimetsu no yaiba headcanon #kny headcanons #demon slayer headcanons #kimetsu no yaiba #sanegiyuu #Shinazugawa Sanemi #Tomioka Giyuu

[gigilberry-wips]

if wishes were stars

This is my secret santa gift for @kirkwords​!

It’s a bit late, but technically I got it done on time sooooo here you go! I hope you enjoy this and I wish you and everyone here a very, very Happy Holiday!!

Word Count: 3,071

AO3 link

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In a secluded street of a nondescript town, there lived a run-down little toy store. What was special about this store was that it was owned by a man named Nicholas St. North, otherwise known as Santa Claus.

Not that he admitted to such a thing. On first glance, he didn’t much look the part either – instead of a fat and jolly little grandpapa, what you were met with was a tall, imposing wall of a man, with a rumbling, earth deep voice and tattooed arms that had likely lifted a reindeer or two in their time.

But the jolly part was still there, twinkling in his eyes. And every toy he made seemed to hold a touch of that fairytale magic.

A whispering, fluttering little thing, beating deep inside.

Thump … thump … thump …

Thump

A pair of cloth eyes blinked. They blinked again.

Looking down, they found two pudgy, cotton-stuffed arms. Those arms led into the puffed sleeves of a faded dress that might have once been pink but through age and time and the general negligence of items left behind and forgotten about had eventually faded to a dull, stained beige.

On one corner of the dress was a curling, embroidered word. Rapunzel. That was her name.

Rapunzel sat up. From where she was on the floor, there was not much to see beyond the wall of cardboard boxes. The dust motes hardly stirred in the dim lighting, and the few spiders spinning their webs ignored her presence entirely.

But in the distance was noise. Things moving around, talking, what might have been a few strains of music. Was it a party? Rapunzel liked parties.

She toddled up onto her stout little feet and followed the sounds. The boxes were not all uniform; every now and then they let through shards of light. Rapunzel made sure to pass through each of them – or at least she tried; some were too high up for her to reach. Occasionally she would stop and stare at how they lit up her dusty skin, or made the occasional stray glitter sparkle on the ground.

When the wall of boxes ended, Rapunzel did not find a party. But far above her head were strings of sparkling lights, enclosed in clear glass spheres. They looped in and out of the shelves that lined the isle, creating a woven canopy of brilliant yellow light. Large work tables occupied the space within the isle, pushed against the shelves and stretching up so tall that Rapunzel couldn’t see where they ended or what they held.

Rapunzel wandered amongst them. Her feet made prints in the dust that covered the floor, but she didn’t know that, not when her head was craned up and her sight was filled with floating lights.

She was so caught up in them that she didn’t notice when someone noticed her. She didn’t see it when that someone climbed down to reach her. And she definitely didn’t hear them until they stuck out their hand and said: “Hello!”

Rapunzel yelped. To her right was a towering pile of junk heaped under a table. And crouched on an outcropping was a colourless boy.

That is, everything from his clothes to his skin was coloured stark, pasty white, even his hair and cheeks and mouth. The only thing time and wear had done was fade his once fancy looking clothes to old cream and add several moth holes and tattered strands to it. The hand he held out was made of segments, smooth and hard as marble.

"Why are you shiny?"

The boy blinked two black pinpricks he had for eyes at her. He tilted his head. "... Pardon?"

"Your face, I mean. It looks a bit shiny where the light hits it." Rapunzel gently touched his hand with her soft mitt. "And your hand, why is it hard? And why is it shaped like this?"

"Oh ... I guess that's because I'm made of clay." The boy touched his face. His fingers made a light tap-tap sound. "My hand is like this because I'm a puppet ... I was a puppet. I'm not anymore. I'm free. Do you know why?"

"Why?"

"Because I gave myself a name." He pointed to himself. "I’m Jack. I like the name so it’s mine now. What's yours?"

"My name is Rapunzel."

"Is it really? How do you know?"

"My dress has my name on it." Rapunzel held out her dress and showed off the embroidery. Surely he'd never seen stitching this pretty before, and it spelled her name so that meant her name was pretty and good, too.

"Do you always listen to what your dresses tell you? You're funny." He went to poke it but Rapunzel batted his hand away.

"Well, if you don't like it-"

"I didn't say that. It's nice - really, it is!" Jack laughed, even as Rapunzel sulked. "In fact, I've got a friend who's playing dress-up right now. She'll tell you it's pretty, too. Do you want to meet her?"

"You have friends?" So there were other dolls there. Then another thought hit her. "Can I be your friend?"

"Sure you can!" Jack shook her hands. "There! Now we're friends. Come on, let's go meet the others!"

At first Rapunzel thought that Jack was going to make them climb up the junk to get to the table's surface. But instead, Jack led her down a winding path through the debris, until they heard a raised voice and the sound of laughter.

The heart of the junk pile opened up to a cleared space. A desk lamp off to the side illuminated two figures.

The laughter was from a wooden soldier. His paint was chipped and peeling, and where he should’ve had a black boot to match the one on his right leg, there was instead a rusted nail jammed crookedly into the wood.

While he sat on a pencil box and held his sides, a girl doll twirled in the middle of the space. Her long, puffy hair was a shiny red and she wore the most outrageous outfit Rapunzel’s button eyes had ever seen. The bedazzled purple headpiece didn’t even match the rest of it. The moment she caught sight of Jack and Rapunzel she brandished a sword bigger and wider than the spindly arms that wielded it.

“But hark! What is that I spy?” She declared. “A rascal! How dare the miscreant show his face?! Doest thou wish for a flogging, foul knave? For I shall bestow it myself!”

Jack ran up to her and dropped to one knee, flinging his arms out. “Why would I fight such a fair princess when we could dance the night away?”

She waved her sword at him and threatened to chop his head off. Meanwhile, the soldier sitting off to the side laughed even harder.

“… That’s not … how … it goes … at all …” He wheezed helplessly.

The girl tossed a grin at him. “Close enough, right?” She hung the sword in a makeshift shawl-turned-belt and raised a smug eyebrow at Jack. “You hear that? That’s the sound of success. You’re not the only one who gets to be funny around here, Jackie boy. Eat it and weep.”

“I’m pretty sure that’s not how that goes either.” Jack stumbled up, his joints knocking together.

She rolled her eyes. “Whatever. Now tell us who your new friend is.”

Rapunzel wandered up to the group. She did a shallow curtsy. “Greetings, all. My name is Rapunzel. I’m happy to meet you.”

“And we’re happy to meet you, too.” Jack pointed to the toy soldier. “That is Hiccup Horrendous Haddock the Third. There’s a really long and windy story about how he chose his name.”

Hiccup shrugged. “I’ll tell it to you if you want to hear it.”

Rapunzel skipped over to him and shook his hands. “I’d love to! I love stories! Please tell me whenever you like.”

“Uh, wow. Thanks?” Hiccup chuckled. “It’s nice to meet you too?”

“Okay, okay, okay. That’s enough of that.” They both looked over at Jack. Jack grinned. He swept his arms up and showcased the shiny girl in the shiny dress. “This is Princess Merida of Clan DunBroch.”

“Not anymore I’m not!” Merida swatted at him, and he spun out of the way cackling.

Pulling her sword out again, she swung it up. “No longer am I Princess Merida. From now on, I wish to be the warrior queen Boudica! Hyah!”

She did a spin and a leap, making the layered skirt swirl in her wake and the headdress fly off. She landed in front of Rapunzel, knelt on the ground and sword pointed at Rapunzel’s chin.

Rapunzel obligingly clapped. “Very good!”

“Thank you, thank you. All in a day’s work.” Merida brushed herself off and stood.

“Why don’t you want to be Merida anymore?”

“Because I’m one of several dozen Merida princess dolls.” Merida rolled her eyes. “I don’t want to be the same as them. I don’t even know who this ‘Princess Merida’ is. I mean, sure, the name is fine, but does it really need a Princess in front of it? I’d rather just be Merida, and not-” Merida shook her outfit out. Rapunzel giggled. “-this, you know? That’s why I’m changing my wardrobe.”

On the other side of the clearing were racks of doll clothes and a large changing station. Many of the clothes were strewn about on the ground. Half of them were almost as outrageous as whatever Merida wore, the rest not looking like they’d even fit on her. These friends must have been here for a while.

A warrior queen, was it? Rapunzel had never heard of that, or much of anything really, but that didn’t mean she wanted to miss out on the fun. “Can I help, too?”

“Would you? Fantastic!” Merida looped her plastic arm through Rapunzel’s. “Let’s get to it. To start, I was thinking we’d look into something green …”

They did eventually find a dress that Merida liked, after many more dramatic outfit changes and general silliness. Granted, it drooped around the shoulders and she had to kick out the skirt to walk in it, but she said it was ‘comfortable for movement’ and ‘blending into the surroundings’. Rapunzel and Jack also dug up a proper belt for Merida to store her sword on.

“I think this calls for a celebration.” Rapunzel tugged the belt more securely and straightened up.

“What’s the occasion?” Jack asked.

“Because why not? Because we found a new dress for Merida. Because I met all of you and because we’re here together. Let’s do something nice.”

From where she admired herself on a plate, Merida smiled at Rapunzel through her reflection. “I think that’s brilliant.” Giving her hair one last flounce, she spun around. “What do you suggest we do? Shall we do a dance? A play? Want to go exploring?”

“I have an idea.”

They all looked towards Hiccup. Laid at his side was a trumpet about as long as he was tall that Rapunzel hadn’t noticed before. He used that to slowly pull himself upright and started walking into the junk pile, using the trumpet like a cane. “Follow me.”

They wound their way down one of the twisting paths until they came out to find a giant table leg. Unlike the others, this table leg had a strange device attached to it. There was a large box – what it was for, Rapunzel didn’t know – with long strands of belts tied to it. Those belts went up, up, up so high it passed above the table and out of sight.

The box had a little door that Hiccup swung open. “Get in here.”

Jack and Merida easily walked in, while Rapunzel craned her head up at the structure.

“What’s this supposed to do?” She asked. She almost missed the door and walked right into the side of the box when Hiccup caught her arm.

“It’ll take us up. Look.” Next to the box was a large red button, bolted onto the table leg. Hiccup pushed the button.

The button lit up bright red. Something hummed above their heads, and then the belts began to move. And they moved the box with it.

Up they went. Rapunzel gripped the rim of the box, which came up to her belly, happy as could be. The ground grew further and further the higher up they went, until they reached the table top and the ride met its end.

There were many things scattered on the table. But what caught Rapunzel’s eye was the structure right in the middle of it. It was a dollhouse. It was very large, at least three stories tall, and made of sturdy, unpainted wood. The best part was that it had a flat roof, with a few chimneys growing out of the corners.

Without a second thought, Rapunzel ran to it and started climbing it. The roof had a much better view of the lights, and she spun around and around and made them all blend together, bumping into Jack or Merida along the way and laughing with them.

The lights went dark.

They blinked at each other, button eyes and plastic and paint.

“… Where’s Hiccup?” asked Merida’s voice.

The door to the roof swung open. “Here.” There was Hiccup. “How do you like it?”

Rapunzel stumbled forward until she found his hand. “Why’d the lights go off?”

“The lights are connected to the outlet over there. I unplugged the wire.”

“Aww that’s not fair.” There was Jack, bumping into both of them. “We were having fun!”

“Look – no, no. Not at me. Look up.”

Rapunzel looked up. With the lights gone, it was easy to see that the ceiling above was made of glass. Through the glass was a blanket of starlight.

The dolls huddled together, hushed by the sight. Something about the light of the stars and the quiet of the room and the darkness that shrouded them made them keep close to one another.

On occasion, one would murmur a thought, or another hum a tune. Some thoughts led to others, which led to strands of conversation.

They passed those conversations between each other, lying on their backs and staring at the sky.

“Of course I remember how I came here.” Jack scoffed. “I escaped.”

“Exciting, I’m sure.” Even in the dark, Merida’s voice carried her eye roll.

“Shush, you. It was either that or they sent us to the scrap pile.” A sigh in the dark, followed by shuffling noises. “I remember hearing them talking, alright? I was supposed to be part of a set. But the other puppets, they said … that we came out wrong. Apparently, we were supposed to have bigger heads or something, be- what was it … exaggerated. We were supposed to have ‘exaggerated features’. But, well, here I am.” Jack waved his arms in the air, so that they showed up black against the sky. “I don’t know what happened to the other puppets from my batch, but I didn’t want to go so soon. So I escaped when no one was looking and ended up here.”

“… Okay, so that’s mildly interesting.”

“What about you, princess? What got you to come here?” Merida gave him a half-hearted shove. He went with it, and then rolled back to flop an arm on her.

“… Just me being myself, I guess.” Merida hummed. “I was up one night with the other dolls. The other Merida ones were alright, and I think … some of the other princesses, too, maybe, and a few more. But the rest of the dress up dolls were so annoying! All they wanted to do was comb each other’s hair or have tea parties or sing songs and that’s it. And like, those things are fine. I don’t mind them. But there should be more to life, shouldn’t there? Like going on adventures and fighting monsters and saving the world.”

“… Like in a story.” Rapunzel said.

“… yeah. Like in a story. Just like that.” Merida reached over Jack and squeezed her hand. Jack made a protest of being smushed, but Merida blew a raspberry at him and Rapunzel patted his head.

It was nice, being like this. Friends were nice.

“Do you remember how you came here?” Rapunzel turned her head to the right, where Hiccup was.

A pause, interrupted by a distant bell chime. “I remember … I remember waking up around books.”

“That’s how he knows so many stories.” Merida said.

“You’re the one who’s been here the longest, I think. Longer than me.” Jack’s voice went softer. “… that’s a long time, isn’t it?”

None of them answered. It wasn’t easy to tell what time was or wasn’t, when one was a doll.

“… Can you think of any story right now?” Rapunzel asked, to fill the silence.

“I think there’s one about the stars? You’re supposed to make a wish on one and it’ll come true.”

“Well, there are plenty of them here so that means plenty of wishes, right?”

“No, um … I’m not sure that’s how it works, Jack.” Hiccup shook his head. “It has to be … there’s supposed to be some other condition to it. Something special about it. Or about the wishing.”

“I know what I’m wishing for.” Rapunzel said. With one hand in Hiccup’s and another in Jack’s, Rapunzel spoke to the stars. “I wish that we can all stay together.”

A moment of quiet, with only their thoughts and the strange fluttering in their chests.

“… For how long?” Merida whispered.

“For as long as we’re friends. We’re friends now, right?”

“… we are.”

“We’re friends.”

“Friends for good.”

Friends to keep. Friends to stay.

In the dark where no one could see it, Rapunzel smiled.

She smiled for the moment and the company she had. She smiled for the lights she’d seen before and the stars she saw now. She smiled for the promise she’d made on the stars.

The stars. What beautiful things. To every corner of the room, to every corner of the sky, they breathed their glittering, infinite light. Like a promise of forever in an ever changing world. That was such a strange concept for lost, little souls, who had no place of their own but where they were, with no perception of yesterday or tomorrow, only the present. Only now.

In the sky, the stars carried wishes. Of things lost and things found.

In the dark, the night carried dreams.

#rotbtd #rise of the brave tangled dragons #the big four #tbf #jack frost #hiccup #rapunzel #merida #rise of the guardians #how to train your dragon #tangled #my writing #secret santa

[colour-outside-the-liness]

Hi Colour! This is going to be a long one, so buckle up!

Oh wow, that's so precious! You've definitely earned the "real life Dani" nickname haha I wish I could find something meaningful like that to do with my life. I'm actually autistic and have ADHD so hearing you do this kind of work makes me really happy! Keep up the good work Ms. Clayton! 😁 Haha

You sound like a lot of fun to hang out with at pubs! Haha I'm glad you identify with that bit of info on your star placements. I had a lot of fun doing it too!

The thing about Hozier is that some of his lyrics are incredibly sapphic to me for some reason, I'm still trying to figure it out. NFWMB is one of the songs that feels like that to me. Don't know if you've heard it before but give it a try if you haven't. If you close your eyes it sounds like you're in an epic romantic story and there are swords, pretty gowns, and rooms lit by torches. Haha

The beginning of this song was inspired by a poem written by W.B Yeats called "The Second Coming" in 1920, and it talks about an apocalypse of sorts, alluding to all of the horrors men inflicted upon the world which ends up awakening this beast that goes to Jesus's place of birth in the Bible (Bethlehem) to be born. The last lines being:

"And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,

Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?"

So the song starts with:

"When I first saw you

The end was soon

To Bethlehem it slouched

And then, it must've caught a good look at you"

And oh boy do I think of Dani when I hear that. Especially bc of that scene where Viola accepts Dani's invitation to live inside her. And nobody knows why she accepts it (but I do!).

And yeah at first glance you might not think much of Dani. in the beginning she's just a tiny frail small-town girl with a lot of anxiety, running away from her past traumas. But she proves us wrong again and again and again. She moves to a country she's never been before entirely by herself, sees an opportunity, and doesn't let go of it even when it looks like it went wrong. Then is very loving and tender with these children who have gone through so much and are still going through so much. Tries to fight (with a fire poker!!) the threatening man that keeps harassing her, the children, and her friends. THEN manages to soften the angry, grumpy lesbian who's given up on people after A LOT of trauma (too much in my opinion) and doesn't give up on her when she rejects her either. Freaking exorcises her ex and makes him stop haunting her so she can be with the love of her life. And then finally as if all of that didn't make her the bravest hero in this story, she literally stops an apocalypse from happening and saves everyone from this beast by sacrificing herself without even thinking twice. Saves everyone that came before her and then the ones who'll come after for the rest of eternity. I mean the P-O-W-E-R this girl has. 💪 so hell yeah the lady in the lake wanted to take her.

When Hozier says:

"Ain't it a gentle sound, the rollin' in the graves?

Ain't it like thunder under earth, the sound it makes?

Ain't it exciting you, the rumble where you lay?

Ain't you my baby? ain't you my baby?"

I can only think of Dani at the bottom of the lake laying on top of all the bones of the people Viola killed and how she's at peace living forever in a dark place like that. That's kinda hardcore y'know?

After the first verses, Hozier goes on to talk abt his lover, someone so utterly terrifying even the beast of the end of the world can't stand to look at them. But this song is also about being proud to be this person's lover bc nothing can fuck with them, not bc you are there to protect them and wouldn't let anyone harm them, but bc they're more than capable of protecting themselves and you too. So in my head, this song is Jamie's declaration of love to Dani.

And then I think of Jamie's devotion to Dani when she said "If you can't feel anything, then I'll feel everything for the both of us." shown in this verse:

"If I was born as a blackthorn tree

I'd wanna be felled by you

Held by you

Fuel the pyre of your enemies"

And the fact that she took what she could get just to be with Dani. She knew she'd have to suffer for/bc of her at some point, but chose to be with her anyway. I have no doubts in my mind she'd want to be anything for her as long as they could be together in any way, shape, or form. In all the lives they happened to meet one another too.

Wouldn't it be cool to see them in an AU where Dani is like a medieval princess who's supposed to marry Edmund to form an alliance between kingdoms or something and Jamie is an assassin who is hired to kill the princess so she has to pretend to be Dani's personal guard or wtever but they fall in love and run away together and Jamie teaches her how to fight so Dani becomes this warrior but turns out Dani is naturally good at it and then she becomes a legend? Hahaha I can see her riding a horse in the winter with paint on her face and her blonde hair falling over this fur-lined cloak, fierce look on her face, and Jamie riding next to her (always). Then they come across Viola who's a witch and puts a curse on Dani and then Dani and Jamie have to travel to all sorts of places and fight all sorts of people and go on this whole adventure to rid Dani of this curse. Maybe Dani has to go back to her kingdom bc her father dies and there are other people trying to take her kingdom so there's a lot of angst and suffering but then they win at the end after a lot of sweat and tears and they live happily ever after! 😎Hahaha

Anyway, I hope you're having a great week so far and hope you had fun with your niece today! (I know if I was her and you had us make fudge and paint I'd worship you haha) I'm sorry for the very (very) long ask, but I've been obsessing over this idea for months and I just had to share it with someone! ✌️✨

(And you can call me Libby or wtever since I'm not anon anymore 🤗)

Awwh thank you so much for saying I have earned my 'real life Dani' title is means a lot to me that you guys see that in me!! I am sure you do so many meaningful things in life without even realising it!! I honestly just want to make a difference and I love helping people so going into a career like this just seemed so natural to me and I really do love what I do!! Thank you so much I really hope I can keep up the good work!! I hope I'm a lot of fun- I know I have helped win a few pub quizzes and there's been a few times I've won games of trivial pursuit as well so that really did make so much sense to me and learning about all the placements of my chart was so much fun and was so interesting so thank you very much!! I have heard some of Hozier's lyrics are quite sapphic and I always mean to look into more of his songs and then just never do but I will definitely look in to NFWMB because the lyrics you have sent me here are incredible and definitely give of Dani x Jamie vibes I definitely agree with you in everything you have said about why Viola accepted Dani's invitation- Dani and Viola are similar in some ways and this was something I was explaining to my niece when she watched it with me. I explained to her that both Viola and Dani are strong willed, and stubborn, and would do anything to fiercely protect the people they care about. We saw that time and time again with Dani, how within days of knowing Miles and Flora she was out with a fire poker trying to protect them from a strange man that she kept seeing around the manor. And how Viola would've done anything to protect her daughter. One major difference between them though is that Viola seemed to have a slight selfish streak where as Dani is entirely selfless, she was selfless for the longest time in even agreeing to marry Eddie so she wouldn't hurt him, she was selfless in protecting Miles and Flora, and even more selfless in saving Flora's life and freeing all the trapped spirits of Bly Manor and then she is selfless in the fact that she won't drag anyone down and won't hurt anyone else at Bly ever again. The one thing she did for herself was being with Jamie- and she was able to make Jamie open up and trust people in way she probably hadn't for the longest time. Dani is a truly strong person as was Viola and I can see why she would accept Dani's invitation. I will have to listen to this song to see it from a Jamie perspective which I will definitely do tomorrow but from the lyrics you have sent me I can definitely see it being a love declaration to Dani from Jamie. Jamie knew in the end she would suffer because she knew she wouldn't be able to keep Dani forever, and knew that one day she would have to leave her- but she knew loving Dani for as long as she was allowed to would be worth that pain in the end and Jamie is a truly strong person as well for knowing this and staying by Dani's side anyway when that must have been such a hard thing for Jamie to ever have to accept. Jamie would've been anything for Dani and would've one anything for her as Dani would've for Jamie and that's why I love them so much. They loved each other so purely and without conditions and so wholeheartedly and it really was such a lovely thing to watch play out in front of us (even if it did hurt us all at the end). I think it would be so cool to see an AU like that I think medieval stuff is always so fun and so interesting and a good enemies to lovers start never fails either because there's so much tension there between them. And Jamie being undercover as someone to get close to Dani and them slowly falling in love with each other would just be a great thing to see!! And I am all for warrior Dani and Jamie (women with weapons is a little bit of a weakness of mine)!! This whole AU just sounds incredible I love a good curse in fantasy stories and the curse slowly taking over and you thinking they're going to run out of time but everything works out in the end!! Dani going back to her kingdom because of her sick Dad dying would be great for angst because it would look

like she would have to marry someone to create an alliance and that she would have to take over a kingdom (perhaps something she never wanted to do in the first place)!! I think this could be a very angsty one shot and could be so interesting and fun and the happy ending would definitely make all the angst worth it in the end!! I am having a good week so far thank you and I had so much fun with my niece today, making fudge went great and she was happy that I was able to show her how to do it because she'd never made it before so now that's something she knows how to do (I think she thinks I'm way cooler than I actually am haha thank you for saying you'd worship me though if you were my niece haha 😂) but tomorrow she is teaching me how to do something because I taught her how to make fudge today... she's gonna teach me how to draw in an anime style- which is something she is really into and even though I'm not she loves drawing so I've asked if she can teach me since I taught her something today!! There's no need to apologise I loved this long angst and I loved this idea I think it's really great and interesting and that song just seems amazing and I am definitely gonna listen to it tomorrow when I get chance!! Thank you for sharing this idea with me I loved it!! ☺️ Haha oki doki then as long as that's alright with you Libby is what I'll call you!! Like I said you can seriously call me anything!! ☺️

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BTS Tarot Valentines Day Special:

BTS' Future Marriages...

I know... Unusual for me since I tend to focus more on advice than predictions for the most part... But, as it's this lovey dovey season, I decided to do a marriage themed reading as a special treat as I've gotten asks surrounding this kind of question before... This is going to be a mammoth post... Omg..

This is my Valentines Day present for you guys who follow and like my readings! Thank you!!!! I 💜 you!

So, without further ado... Let's get it!

*Disclaimer- the way i see it, although this is a prediction reading, I'm only working with the energies of the present moment. If one of the boys wakes up tomorrow and firmly decides he never wants to get married, then his path will change and future readings would reflect that. For the most part, the future is in flux and can be changed... If something is a huge, fateful, set in stone kind of event then the cards will let me know. Also, in this particular reading, rather than focusing on the physical appearance of their future partners, I'm intending to focus more on personality and only mention physical appearance if something strongly comes to mind or their looks come forward as a major message of the reading. Ok done! Let's really get it! 💜

Oh wait... before anything else, I was going to call this future Marriages or life partners (because, obviously, not everyone gets married) but I just decided to ask first off if they'd all get married for the sake of clarity and got a resounding yes for them all so... Yeah... As of now, all of the boys are likely to actually get married in the future. Although... Some are closer to that future than others. Also, I was going to put all of the readings into one big post but then I realised how ridiculously long that would be and decided to split the hyung line and maknae line up into two separate posts. I'm starting with the maknae line and hopefully the hyung line post will follow soon...

Maknae line:

Starting with Park Jimin...

Character profile - The archetype cards that popped out gave me an interesting message... I'm getting the image of someone that had quite a hard life, possibly even a somehow traumatic past (cards like bully and victim in particular stood out to me as being indicative of a troubled past), but managed to retain a sweetness and childlike innocence despite it... I'm also definitely getting the image of an introvert. Someone quite soft spoken, gentle and who comes across as a bit shy. She might feel more comfortable with animals and young children than with most people. Physically I feel like she will be younger than him, and somewhat innocent and fragile looking but at the same time there's something kind of edgy and / or sexy in her style... She might wear a lot of dark colours. Yeah... I know I said I wouldn't focus on looks... But I'm definitely also getting East Asian features coming through visually... I'm also seeing long, straight, black hair and fair skin. This is the kind of person who tends to inspire protective feelings in others... But at the same time has a lot of inner strength that they can use to heal and bolster other people's confidence in themselves.

Relationship- With the Dawn card, I feel like she will give Jimin a whole new fresh perspective on life... I'm hearing 'clean slate' and 'washing away'... I'm just feeling a lovely, pure, soothing, watery kind of energy to this connection overall. I mean, the romance angels oracle deck threw out 'True Love' to describe this connection so... I mean, if Jimin still has those romantic dreams of meeting his one true love like he used to... He can definitely have that wish granted! It's just... Going to take some time... With the Chariot in reverse here, I feel like he will have to wait quite some time before they meet...hmm... How old will he be in another 7 years? About 32? Could be around then or after... But, at this point, it's unlikely to be before...

The tarot here couldn't paint a rosier picture tbh... I really hope Jimin does meet this person in the future because it looks like this marriage could genuinely be the making of true and lasting happiness for him. Just look at these beautiful cards! 10 of cups... Happy family with a loving home environment and playing children! The star because this really is a dream come true, a wish answered. Then you have a reversed queen of wands (👀 omg why does Queen of wands energy always come up with anything to do with romance with Jimin??). However... Interestingly enough, here I'm seeing her as a soft spoken young woman who comes across as quite shy and introverted but who possesses a great deal of inner strength and power... (which is why context matters in tarot guys... Cards mean something different to me basically every time!). This is next to the knight of swords who I see as our lovely libra boy Jimin himself... I'm literally see this as a Knight in shining armor rushing in to the rescue. That's how he'll feel in this relationship. Not at all in a burdensome way... But like that feeling gives him this great deal of strength and confidence in himself. She makes him feel strong and capable and in control... Like a hero. Why is this making me emo? ...

Anyway, then the high priestess is here to sum this connection up and I feel strongly that this is an extremely deep, intuitive connection... The meeting of souls... They can look at each other and just... Know what the other is feeling... Could even be a soul mate / past life connection I think... Wow.

All in all... This is great news for Jimin's future in terms of marriage at this point. Although I do think it'll be a while before they meet and longer before actually getting married... It looks pretty rosy from then on! I'm not saying there will be no bumps in the road at all (I can sense that there are certainly some deep personal issues on both sides that actually need to be dealt with through this union... Which is some soul journey stuff... ) however overall this seems like it will be an amazing match! I'm so glad! 💜 💜 💜

Kim Taehyung:

Character profile:... Uh... Haha... You just had to be different huh Tae... Lol... Ok... So here's the thing... Where marriage is concerned, Tae has that interesting fate where he actually has a choice (I mean, everyone has a choice... But most people don't actually recognise it as a choice... It just kinda happens because it's their fate. Tae has the opportunity to make a conscious choice here regarding his fate because it's like either way he can learn important lessons and grow... Both are fated partners for him. Like a real diverging path kind of thing. He will get to a point where he can choose one path or another with basically full awareness of this as a choice... This is really interesting actually. I mean, either way, he will get married and he can be happy either way too... Although in different ways for different reasons... It's very interesting...

As far as personality goes... I see two distinct personalities coming through... On one side you have someone quite mature, serious, artistic, intellectual, quiet and spiritual and on the other side I see someone very young, pretty, flirty, fun loving, popular and witty... Also very wealthy and a little bit haughty... But kinda 'cute' and funny with it?? Idk why I'm getting that... Like a kind of sly sense of humour...

Unfortunately... This is weirdly up in the air because of this aspect of choice. I can see that both will appeal greatly to different sides of him... If only they could be one person... But alas...

Relationship: Again... The tarot shows how up in the air this is because there is not yet a set path. Tae hasn't even met them yet. He's not thinking seriously of marriage at all yet. However, with the Wheel of Fortune reversed here we can see that though this is not yet set in motion, it is fated either way. Death in reverse and the Hanged Man are also giving me that up in the air, 'paused', kind of feeling... Like this fate is just waiting, biding its time to be set in motion... Right now he's on a solo path, pursuing his career and furthering his goals... It's when he's ready to let some of that go that this will be set in motion... It feels like a few years into the future to me... Not too far but not too close either... I'm not getting a definite time frame. It could be within two to three years or around him going into his early 30s...

You'll notice on one side of the 'up in the air fate' cards we've got the 4 of wands and on the other side we've got the 10 of pentacles representing the two different connections. Both are really auspicious cards for marriage. Both connections are also signified by the two of cups... Both are deep love connections... Again because this is up the air, I'm not getting specifics about the outcomes of either choice, but it does seem atleast like he has the potential to be happy in either marriage. However it looks like in one he can have the big family and legacy (in terms of children and grandchildren and leaving a home and inheritance to them) he desires, while the other relationship seems more quiet and more just about them as a couple being happy together.

I feel like the card Solitude: Island speaks of that connection (them being alone and peaceful together... Perhaps travelling to faraway countries together... And that calmer more serious vibe in that connection) while the card Playfulness is speaking of the other connection (way more youthful, energetic, playful, and flirty energy... And also literal children- and puppies!- incoming!).

So yeah *shrug*... Decisions decisions Tae... He can only make the right choice when the time comes at the end of the day (and he has a lot of spiritual guidance on his side if he chooses to tune in). It's quite likely that by then his priorities and desires for what he really wants out of life will become clearer to him and that will make the decision easier... At this point, it seems like neither of them are a particularly bad choice... Though neither is necessarily perfect either... That's what makes this such a big, fateful decision I suppose... Good luck Tae! 💜 🙏

Now for Jungkook:

Character profile: Wow... Whatta boss... Lol. I'm kinda blown away by this energy to be honest. This is like... The best way I can describe it after looking at all the cards is... This is the kind of woman that both men and women are really attracted to and tend to like (regardless of sexuality). Like... Total 'girl crush', role model, material but also super attractive and sexy... Especially to men who like strong, capable women who have that 'boss' energy... Which is apparently future Jungkook I guess...

Actually these cards really make sense just based on what kind of people Jungkook seems to like to associate with anyway... I feel a sense that she will be older than him by at least a few years (if not, extremely mature and successful for her age). This is someone wise beyond their years who actively seeks knowledge and also goes further to implement what they've learnt to help others who are vulnerable. Something else that's coming through strongly is that this person is extremely creative and artistic... They have to be involved in the arts in some way, even if it isn't their main job. Actually, what I think is that she may work in one creative field (like say, a writer cause Scribe is there) but also does alot of other artistic and creative things as hobbies, like painting, drawing, dancing, singing... This is someone who delights in expressing her creativity so it doesn't have to make her money... She just loves it. Actually there's a kind of free spirited, bohemian, hippyish vibe here which is an interesting contrast to the boss energy... (I honestly want to be her best friend??).

Again, I know I said i wasn't focusing on looks but here looks are coming through really strongly... Like her attractiveness is really a major thing people notice about her so it has to be mentioned. I'm seeing long, wavy or curly black or dark brown hair (although she might also sometimes colour it... Especially red or reddish brown). She has a really great body... Like really fit and toned but also curvy (look at that goddess card! like I said... She's sexy). Also, probably a bit above average height. I'm also seeing that this is someone who's likely to have tanned or darker skin or who tans really easily in the sun... Like in the winter she might get quite pale but then in the summer sun gets a lot darker. She's definitely someone really natural, active and outdoorsy who's likely to get out in the sun as much as possible... I think she probably doesn't wear a lot of makeup... I'm just seeing a really natural beauty... Wow.

Relationship- With the Dreamtime: Creation card I'm getting two things coming through strongly. One is that I really think these two (certainly Jungkook) will actively be manifesting each other before they meet and will (or have already) dreamt about each other. Two is that, once again, I'm getting really highly charged creative energy. These are two extremely talented artists getting together and their relationship and home will reflect that. They encourage and push each other to improve. Really unique and quirky relationship actually... In fact, you'll notice that these cards aren't exactly overtly romantic... And yet... I'm still feeling the love?? Theirs isn't exactly a mushy kind of love but it's still very strong and extremely confident and secure. It's based firmly in actions that show love in a more practical way...

With the Sun shining on this marriage it's clear that they'll be really happy with one another (I see happy children here too... Another aspect of their mutual creativity... 😏 ) but there's also a lot of freedom and space. I see a lot of travelling and a lot of respect and understanding between them. That they are forgiving and don't hold grudges is coming through. This isnt a 'tit for tat' kind of relationship where they hold things over one another or only are nice to each other if the other person is nice first... It feels like they work through arguments maturely, quickly forgive everything and move on to being loving again.

With the page and 8 of Pentacles I see that they learn and grow together as people and work hard to make their relationship and bond extremely strong and they're successful in that. With the engagement card, I'm seeing two things, both strong commitment and loyalty to each other and also that they'll probably get married surprisingly quickly after they start dating. This is another case where I think it'll be a long wait for Jungkook... With the king of swords here... I feel like he'll be a definite MAN when he gets married... Like fully grown, probably rocking both longer hair and a beard... Lol... Older and wiser... Like around his mid 30's or even a little later... However, because he'll have been manifesting and dreaming of her for years (probably even already started guys) he'll just know from the time they meet that she's the one... So why hang about?

Conclusion... I kinda want to be bestfriends with Jungkook's future wife... She's really cool... 😭

OK... This has been the maknae line future marriages reading... I will try to drop the hyung line's readings before, on or just after valentines day so stay tuned! Hope you guys enjoyed!!! 💜 💜 💜

#So... This was interesting... #Here's to me doing the hyung line readings before valentines! #This is my Valentines pressie to my followers so i hope you like it... I purple you! #Bts tarot reading #Maknae line future marriages reading #Bts marriage reading #bts tarot reading #tarot reading #Tarot #Bts #maknae line #park jimin #kim taehyung #jeon jungkook

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Don't laugh at me guys pls but I always liked A's design, it's just so me. Brunette with greenish eyes, wears a pink dress, leather jacket and boots AND a ribbon in her hair? Hell to the yh. I adore pink, and went through a phase one summer where I constantly had a ribbon in my hair. I just thought it was cute. This was before I knew of A. Ppl kinda laughed at me for both the pink and the ribbon, so I stopped. But then I saw A's design, and how much ppl love her and was like. Oh. Finally. (1/4)

Never played OG or CC or R, just saw her design and followed some artists and the like. Saw clips from the R game and like. Feral child energy with the chair smackdown? Sign me tf up! We love a healer with a spine! Saw the way she stood her ground when Hojo taunted her and was like. Gold star girl, I like ya more and more. Decided to watch a playthrough of OG first. And man. Was I disappointed. (2/4)

Even so I'm sane enough to know the line between me and her. Can't even ship CA, cuz of her treatment of C. It's the only part of her personality that I clash with heavily. The pushiness and steamrolling. Her fans mostly, put me off of her hard. It makes me sad, cuz I finally found a similar character to myself and now I find it hard to engage with her or her fans. Like I found a safe harbor and now it's gone. (3/4)

I think tumblr ate 4...

I don’t think anyone’s gonna laugh at you over here because nobody laughs at Aerith’s design from what I’ve seen. It’s really only the other side that pick at looks because they jelly, and while I’ve seen plenty of people say they don’t like Aerith because she’s annoying - tbf she is - there’s nothing about how she looks or anything. 

Brown hair and green eyes is pretty standard in Europe tbf and pink is a colour people wear. The red jacket is a military style and it’s cute and I had one like it so I totally get why she’d wanna wear one. They’re cool!

Remake Aerith has got sass, but doesn’t always know how to use it. She definitely deserves props for the chaerith and not letting Hojo see he got to her. He kinda ruined the moment for me banging on about elegance. I look at that and see total hatred and defiance on Aerith’s face, so him saying how elegant she is just gets on my nerves. Weirdo lol

Looking at things from her pov, she wants to spend the day with Zack, who died, and Cloud’s carrying his sword. She doesn’t have any friends and she’s constantly harassed by Shinra. Zack died five days ago and here’s this moody asshole who’s a close enough substitute that she can pretend she got that date she was waiting for. But because she’s only thinking about herself, Cloud suffers for it. And she feels bad when she remembers. And like she says in chapter 17, the whispers keep stealing things from her, so it’s no wonder she didn’t really remember Tifa until she saw her again. The look on her face is definitely someone who’s overjoyed to see a friend again. And then she has to reintroduce herself and that kinda sucks too. But then as they’re in the sewers, she catches sight of how Cloud looks at her and she gets that moment of omg how could I forget this? between them and goes into full shipping mode, trying to push Tifa to make a move on Cloud by making her jealous and by backing off totally from Cloud and just being a friend.

Aerith’s a pretty decent character when she gets the chance to breathe outside of the damn triangle. The problem is most of her fans only care about the triangle and the rest of us don’t care about her at all because of her fans. 

#character development

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Erm, is requests open? If not, please ignore this, I'm so sorry. But if it's open, may I please request Kyojuro saving his fem (and future!s/o ;3) tsuguko from a demon? Like, he loves her deeply but hasn't confessed. Please fLUFF but I don't mind if you add a pinch of angsty...just please don't kill Kyojuro, I don't think my already unstable mental health can take it— I'm sorry if I'm asking for much, you can ignore this if you want 😅😁😁

CHEESUS ON A STICK I’M FINALLY DOING REQUESTS

I apologise to everyone for taking forever, I have had a bad streak of busy weeks and zero motivation for whatever reason.

Sorry it took so long to respond! I hope you enjoy this and it’s not too far off of your request :)

They Can’t Hurt You Anymore

Rengoku Kyoujurou x Fem!Tsuguko!Reader

Fluff(?)

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The day started out like any other one for you. Wake up at the crack of dawn, go for a jog to warm up your muscles and return by early morning to start your training. You had been fortunate enough to become the tsuguko of the Flame Pillar Rengoku Kyoujurou, and it was everything you could have asked for and more. He was passionate, can be very loud, and worked you to the bone, but all of it was under the pretence of making you stronger.

“(Y/N)-san! Are you feeling alright? You seem to be spacing out a little!” Rengoku called to you, snapping you out of your reminiscent thoughts. You smiled at your teacher and shook your head.

“Feeling just fine! I let my mind wander for a second. What were we working on?” He gives you his signature smile and dives back into explaining the motions of the current technique you were focusing on. You were not a Flame Breath user but taking those techniques and mixing them with your own breath style has shown an increase in power and performance on your end.

Rengoku finished re-explaining, watched you perform for a bit and then called for a lunch break. You grabbed your two wrapped lunches and gave one of them to Rengoku. It had become a routine of sorts for you to make lunch for him as he often skipped out in the beginning saying he “didn’t have enough time to make one in the mornings, and he wasn’t going to bother his younger brother when he could be focusing on his own things.” You offered to bring him a lunch after he tried some of yours one day and shouted “Tasty!” so loud that Uzui shouted at you both from the other side of the compound.

The sight of your crow hovering above prompted you to reach out an arm for it to land on. “Mission received! Head to the village due south of here! Demon activity has heightened recently!” You gave a nod to your crow and they took flight again.

“Sorry to cut training short today. It’s nearby so I’ll hopefully be back just after supper!” You waived to Rengoku as you retreated into the main hall to change into your slayer garb in your room. Once ready, you set out at a quick place, hoping to keep your word of when you’ll be back.

Rengoku watched as you disappeared around the corner with a fond smile on his face. He had found you training on your own about two years ago and was quite impressed with your skills. After witnessing a battle you had with a tricky demon, he offered to make you his tsuguko, wishing to see how you would grow as you became stronger. He was quick to realise that your two breath styles worked well when combined together and was very pleased to see you grow stronger every day. He also quickly realised how beautiful and strong you were, how your smile would send butterflies to his stomach, and how just seeing you everyday brightened up his moods. He had fallen for his little tsuguko quite hard.

Glancing to where you were sitting just moments ago, he noticed something. A small omamori amulet that you always carried on your person wherever you went. He asked about it once, and you said inside was a keepsake from your father who passed away due to a disease a few years prior. Grabbing it, he set out to follow you, knowing you would worry if you realised you didn’t have it on your person.

The village was not that far away, just like your crow had said. It was a small and quaint farming village that seemed to be suffering from a minor draught right now. The crops didn’t look very healthy and the soil was not a good colour. Whatever nutrients that used to be in it were now absent. Asking around you found that the village had been terrorised at night by some beast that would sweep through and kidnap a child or two every night. All the parents were worried sick, especially because even children that had not gone outside for a full 24 hours were disappearing.

The orange colours of the setting sun diminished as you went on full alert. You surmised the demon had some sort of spatial blood art or was just extremely quick and quiet for even kids indoors to go missing. You walked cautiously, listening for anything that sounded out of place. A few minutes passed until you heard an unnatural movement rustle some nearby leaves. Quickly you rushed in that direction, Nichirin blade drawn, hoping to spot the demon you were after. You happen upon not a demon, but a young boy no older than eight years crouching in a bush. He yelps at your sudden appearance and runs away.

“Wait! Come back it’s dangerous to be out here this late!” You chase after the boy following him through alley way after alley way until you cornered him. “Please stop running, it’s not safe out. I’m not going to hurt you, so let’s get you back home.” Suddenly the situation seemed suspicious to you. Why would a small child run so far away when frightened rather than returning home? You gulped and took half a step back, reaching instinctively for the omamori you always kept you on… except it wasn’t there.

Panic began to rise in the back of your throat as you watched the skin of this young boy melt away and transform into a grotesque looking demon. It licked its chops as it looked you up and down.

“A pretty young lady has come to serve herself to me tonight? Well, while I normally go after the young tykes, you definitely look good enough to eat. And a slayer to boot, He’ll be happy if I’m able to take you out!” The demon lunged at you as you took a defence stance, not willing to lose your life here.

By the time Rengoku reached the village, the sun had just barely set. His father had tried to pull another lecture on him as he was leaving after grabbing his sword, which only delayed him further. A sense of dread crawled across his skin as he quietly walked through the eerily empty streets. Hand on the hilt of his blade, he advanced further until he heard a shout of pain coming from somewhere behind him and to the right. He dashed in that direction at full speed, hoping he wasn’t too late to save the one being hurt.

Popping around a corner into a dingy alley way his eyes fall upon your slightly slumped figure. You were picking yourself up off the ground after having been smashed into the wall next to you. Rengoku’s blood boiled at the sight of the small stream of blood leaking down the side of your face, however he took a deep breath and drew his blade. Before the demon even had time to react, his head was sliced clean off. Rengoku faced away from you as he looked down at the decaying demon’s face with a look of disdain.

“(Y/N)! Are you alright? You seem to have hit your head so don’t move around too much!” He sheathed his blade and stepped carefully towards you as you took a few steps forward and stumbled into his arms. Your head was swimming and your vision was a little fuzzy at the edges.

“Rengoku-san…” You whispered quietly, the action causing a headache to arise.

“Don’t speak you might have a concussion. I’ll help you back to the Butterfly Estate and have Kocho-san look at you.” His voice was impossibly soft, a tone you had never heard from him before. Despite the pain, you looked up into his face, and you felt your heart skip a beat. His eyes swam with worry, a small frown in place of his usual smile and he looked about ready to cry.

“Don’t look so sad… I’ll be okay with a bit of rest…” You raised a hand up to rub across his cheek, and he grabbed it with the hand not supporting your weight.

“(Y/N), you don’t understand, I-” But he cut his confession off upon seeing you go unconscious. Placing your omamori back into one of your pockets, he took out some gauze and disinfectant he had on him whenever he went out. After quickly wrapping the wound on your head, he picked you up bridal style, as well as your sword, and hurried back to the Estate so that Shinobu could look at you; taking care not to jostle you too much.

There would be plenty of time for him to express his feelings for you after you were back in perfect shape. Until then, he would be by your side to make sure nothing bad could ever reach you. Actually, he thinks he’ll just continue to watch over you even after he confesses; whether you accept his feelings or not.

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