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writingforatwistedworld · 1 year

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Otome au

I’ve had this in my head ever since your AU came out because :) OK Mc still does the side quest and so does the storyline but they always try to take stuff from the villagers or like the side characters( I do this it doesn’t work most the time)🤣

For example mc : i’m gonna take your bread sir(Mc tried to take it but but they can’t) give me my bread

Villager: my bakery is closed you can come back another day:)

Mc : let me take your Bread SIR SIR let me take your bread STOP WALKING AWAY FROM ME SIR!!!??

Can you do Vil,epel, azul how would they react mc like that I thought it would be hilarious!!! please thank you love your stuff<3

THE BREAD! HAIL THE BREAD! EAT THE BREAD! RESPECT THE BREAD! And take the bread away from NPC's. (I hear the murder in the voice of that example NPC XD)

Otome-au

I do not take any responsibility for you reading this no matter which age group you are from!

WARNINGS: Yandere themes, poison, violence, stalking, obsession, possessiveness, murder, death

Azul Ashengrotto/Vil Schoenheit/Epel Felmier-“I’m gonna take your bread sir… let me take your bread SIR SIR STOP WALKING AWAY FROM ME SIR!!!??”

Here he is sitting, watching you through his mirror, looking at how you talk with those land-dwellers (idk about what you think but bread underwater is a bit hard u know...)

And... could it be that you are hungry?

Because all he is seeing is you jumping like a madman in front of random people (you call them NPC's, right?) wanting their bread if they had one

Ok, imagine this with me, he just woke up, was done with his hair so it was... like it usually was and just put the mirror on like some TV

You following me, right? Well he was staring at it with an open mouth watching how you wanted everyones bread for the first two minutes

And once the shock is gone he is going mad

“ARE THEY NOT FEEDING YOU WELL??!”

Then he remembers that this is not your real body and just some shell so you can experience this world

But then... what are you doing? Is this something in another culture? Is he missing something here?

Poor Octopus is so confused.

Why don't you just take some fish if you want food that badly, they are practically swimming into your hand... oh, yeah, right, you not in water

Let us remember that panicked state he was in before, yes? The three people that he could also see with you in the mirror are now cursed, byproduct of his abilities (don't question it)

But you seem to like bread a lot... should he try to create a waterproof one??!

Cue you looking at your screen confused when they achievement “culinary inspiration-the merpeoples best chef” popped up

Guess you just brought bread onto the plate of fish

But no one dares to steal the recipe. Otherwise they might find themselves at the mercy of an angry outcast of the sea, the mersorcerer himself

Yeah, that garden is growing pretty neat

So... you expect this cold-hearted tyrant king to just ignore what is going on?

My dear friend, he has a magic mirror that can see and show more than any other reflecting surface

He was this close from throwing his own most prized reflective surface out of the window (again)

Life of a mirror can be hard you know? If it isn't easy with competition on the mirror market and if that doesn't kick you out of the business then it's your owner shattering you (and I'm sure a fall from a tower also does the job)

Since you know me you also know what comes next, we build the scene

He just sat there, staring at your body in this world and how it didn't move for about half an hour (you probably went to grab a bite)

He almost screamed when you suddenly jumped up and sprinted to the next baker

Oh I also forgot to mention, you were screaming “BRRREEEAAADDDD” (you doing that. Not me. I'm just an author)

That was rather... u elegant but he can pass this...

Until you go to the next person and repeat the whole “gimme your bread” thingy

I told you, that mirror better learn how to fly and that fast

You want bread? YOU WANT BREAD??! Fine, then you shall get bread

Suddenly someone appears out of nowhere, handing you a basket filled with bread, saying “in the name of the king”

Maybe he will even get so annoyed that he will try to poison his brother yet again but this time with bread (imagine, it was not an apple but bread XD)

But if you thought about giving it to one of the suitors I would advise you to forget that

You know, he has a certain special magic and he might have done something to the bread that would affect them but not you... Just might (nah he has definitely done something to it)

So bread is the way into your heart huh?

Forget his apple carving skills! *sobs* He is going to learn how to bake bread!

The kitchen looked like it was a battlefield after the first time... why was there a knife sticking out of the bowl?

But anyway, he is trying his best

But why did he decide to walk the treacherous path of bread baking?

Well... you were screaming like a madman and telling everyone to give you bread

Oh boy was he happy that the people would forget what happened after you would restart the game or loaded an earlier safe file

Lowkey embarrassed but then it struck him!

If you want bread that badly then he shall make it!

He was so motivated that he totally forgot that this body of yours can't even get hungry

Remember that he is also the poison dealer which would hand the king the poison to finally reach his goals in the plot of the game?

That left over bread which isn't 100% perfect doesn't get thrown away, no

Bread can actually soak up a lot of liquids so just a few drops of this and that... there, his next client should be pleased

Also, might use the power of the oh-so-malicious poisoned bread to make sure Neige doesn't come close, he can't have the main plot ending too fast after all (falling off a cliff hurts)

But in the end he can bake bread like a champion

Just don't take the bread from that basket. That other one is for you. Oh why? Well... he made it for that nice person you met yesterday. Had to take extra measures because of an allergy... want to deliver it with you?

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gothamitelove · 11 months

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Hello!

Can I have Black Mask with a crush on a baker who doesn't seem to notice his affections? But like... they're really just dense towards it XD

YES alright *cracks knuckles* god i love oblivious readers (bc i know good and well that i'd be one)

black mask w/oblivious!reader:

poor dude is literally doing The Most with you and it is completely missing you. mans is halfway out of his mind about it

he's tried literally everything. cheek kisses, putting his arm around you, complimenting you incessantly, the works, and you're still out here like "i have a good friend :)"

at some point he Will end up just grabbing you and kissing you firmly on the mouth to get the point across just because he really does need you to know

the are you fucking kidding me aspect takes over the what if it's unrequited fear and there we are, you know

plus the fact that roman is not a very patient guy...

also of course if you're into baking he's always trying out the stuff you make, always complimenting it ("sure, it's good. no sweeter than you, though.")

#asks #black mask #roman sionis #roman sionis x reader #black mask x reader #dcu #x reader #gender neutral reader #headcanons #dc

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kanzakurawrites · 3 months

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Random Thoughts I Had While Rewatching Wicked World S1:

(yes I am fully aware its a kids show with limited time but I will still yell about things XD)

They REALLY had to make Mall's eyes gray? brown? seems to change but still, her eyes are GREEN

"At my birthday parties" You had ONE birthday party Evie. One.

And evil minion bakers? Really?

Wait, so Miss "Give Your Spellbook to the Museum" D2 Evie is here, sixish months before or whatever the timeline in, begging Mal to use magic to help her?

Why is Evie so shallow in this?

WHY IS SHE SO DITZY? Stop, Evie would know not to eat chemicals DX (Actually, I bet most Isle kids would know that)

WHAT IS BEN'S OUTFIT! None of that goes together. Bring his suit back. Or goodness gracious, why not a simple button down and slacks? Blue and black. What is this?

pffft, Ak's making up words

so Audrey also has a single dorm.

It took Jane FOURTEEN YEARS to realize she has magic? No, I refuse.

at least Audrey and Ben are still friends

Seriously, there is no timeline in this world

Sustainable urban planning. You know, for someone who wanted nothing to do with the Isle in D2, Evie sure is invested in making it a better place

"Thanks to my dad" *gasp* Is Ben throwing shade at his father

I'm sorry, I can not get behind Aurora's daughter afraid of some mud

The fact that Mal loves it is hilarious

I wonder when Evie finally donated her mirror

I know that a lot of people headcanon Freddie and Uma being sisters since China voiced Freddie, but tbh I think it would be interesting if they're cousins.

(Yes i like the hc, I just have Uma's dad as someone else and then came up with the cousins thing XD)

"retract your claws" "But I just had them sharpened!"

Seriously, yo mama battles?

So how old IS CJ? I'm guessing 13 or 14, but they almost imply she's around Mal's age... but unless she and Harry have different mom's that doesn't work.

Jordan, WHY are you doing a southern belle accent?

I want to see Beast's funny birthday dance

a two hour exam on SMILING?

so it definitely seems canon that the VKs were dragged online, and always end up on there even if they had no clue their pictures were being taken. Could factor into Mal's D2 transformation and breakdown

are we SURE this is the same Lonnie in the movies?

The fact that the Auradon Girls are singing "Good is the New Bad"

so whatever happened with this whole cheerleading thing for Evie and Mal

That doesn't sound like Jay either!

"You lied to keep him from bugging you" I like this Ben

But Evie WASN'T AROUND WHEN YOU WERE KIDS

HOW does Carlos speak dog? This makes no sense

the fact that Audrey is hanging out in Evie and Mal's room

I am getting fed up with all the made up words

I wonder how many people just randomly brush Ruby's hair

"I want to go from the one who lost the crown to the one who won!" Highly doubt that was intended to be D3 foreshadowing, but it makes good foreshadowing

The fact that they are fighting over the color of purple Mal wears

And here's Jane, accusing Mal of stealing

The fact that everyone keeps accusing Mal of things. Seriously, no wonder the poor girl thought she had to change her appearance and herself to the point of breaking down

but why didn't she TALK TO BEN

Actually, I wouldn't be surprised if Jay still struggles with stealing sometimes. Same for even Aladdin and Eugene.

Mal being so supportive of Jane is adorable

The fact that Jane is still suspicious of the VK's

They're accusing her of KIDNAPPING her own BOYFRIEND

and WHERE IS THE SECURITY?! THE HIGH KING IS THERE! AND OTHER ROYAL CHILDREN

#thisisnotmyLonnie

CJ liking Mal is interesting considering how Harry feels about her.

#again #I know its a show #i just poke fun #there is still no excuse for bad characterization #or Ben's outfits #disney descendants #descendants

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queen-scribbles · 3 months

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It’s Cold Outside

*shows up four five years late with the follow up fic to Let It Snow* HOLY COW, it’s finally done! \o/ Cribbing another Christmas song for the title bc I think I’m funny(especially bc the way this plays out is... pretty much the opposite of the song xD) ---- The snow had reached Brighthollow’s first floor windows and was still coming.

“Okay, I like snow, but this is getting ridiculous,” Adela commented, staring out the window. “It’s not as fun once it passes knee-deep. Then it starts being annoying.”

Heodan looked up from his book and smiled, “For growing up somewhere you said doesn’t get a lot of snow, you certainly seem to have strong opinions on it.”

“We don’t get a lot,” she said with a confirming nod. “That’s different from not getting any.” She raised an eyebrow pointedly in his direction.

“Adi, I have no strong opinion on snow,” he pointed out. “Cold in general I’m not overly fond of, but snow I don’t really care one way or the other.”

Adela grinned and crossed to flop on the couch near the fire, noting his chair was even closer to the warmth. “This an Aedyran thing?” she teased, folding her legs under her. “Increased sensitivity to cold?”

It was Heodan’s turn to raise an eyebrow. “We don’t all have fur, Adi.”

Her ears twitched as she laughed. “Touché. And I do know what Aedyr’s like. Aloth’s probably thanking the gods for thick stone walls right about now.”

“And fireplaces,” Heodan added.

“I think we’re all grateful for those.” Adela shifted, pulling her knees into her chest and resting her chin atop them. “No matter how adjusted we might be to the cold.” She smirked at a memory. “Even when you’ve had bad experiences with them a couple times....”

Heodan closed his book and leaned forward. “Do I want to know the story prompting that smile?”

“Oh, it’s nothing bad, and only slightly embarrassing.” She picked at the engraving lines on her necklace. “Ben, my oldest brother, is a baker, and he experiments with other cooking stuff in his free time. He’s really, really good, too. But, y’know, with him liking to cook and spending so much time around fire--ovens and fireplaces both--stuff’s bound to happen.” She bit back a smile at the Uh-oh in Heodan’s eyes. “The week before he got married, he singed off his eyebrows and half the fur on one arm b’cause he dropped a pot and leaned to pick it up without checking how close to the fire it was. He wasn’t hurt, but the kitchen smelled like burned hair for three days and me an’ Sirra teased him about it for months.”

He chuckled. “Poor Ben. What did he do to deserve such a scamp of a sister?”

“Oh, he gets me back,” Adela assured him wryly. “He calls me Cricket when he’s annoyed at me, b’cause I’m always getting cricks in my neck from reading for too long in one position.” She hugged her knees closer and bit her lip. “How ‘bout you? Any mildly embarrassing stories about your brothers?”

Heodan smiled as he pondered, fingers drumming the cover of his book. “A few... Before the family business picked up and started making decent money, Gyran and Lyam had to share a bedroom. One time when they were teenagers, Lyam walked in without knocking and caught Gyran and Lydia in the middle of what turned out to be their first kiss.”

She clapped a hand over her mouth. “Oh, no.”

He shook his head. “I’m not finished. Lyam made some smart comment--none of them ever shared what, exactly, he said--and Gyran spent the next ten minutes chasing him around the house with the express intention of tossing him out a window.”

Adela giggled, looking into the fire. “I think I’m with Gyran; first kisses are awkward enough without an accidental sibling interruption.”

He moved from his chair to the couch and raised an eyebrow in curiosity. “That sounds like the voice of experience.”

“With first kiss awkwardness, yes,” she admitted, face hot from more than just the fire. “Thankfully not with sibling interruption making it worse. I would also have thrown them in a pond or out a window. Fortunately, it was under circumstances where interruption was unlikely.”

“Oh?” No sooner had the word left his mouth than Heodan blushed and shook his head. “Sorry, I’m not.... not trying to pry.”

“It’s alright,” Adela laughed. She tucked loose hair back behind her ear. “It was a typical teenager thing” --she waved a hand vaguely in his direction-- “like your brother. Only mine was just a boy from school I’d been sweet on. I found out he was sweet on me, too, when we were working together researching Old Vailia for a history assignment. We needed a lot of old books and such that were in the back part of the library, very musty, a little creepy, where most people didn’t go unless they had to. Toward the end of our research, Xen said he thought I was very smart--and very pretty, and asked if he could kiss me.” She smiled and bit her lip. “After giggling like an absolute idiot for several seconds, I said yes and he did. I was so happy and flustered, I almost forgot my books when I went home.” She sighed, rubbed her elephant pendent. “Unlike Gyran and Lydia, nothing ever came of it, though.”

“Why not?” Heodan sounded almost indignant on her behalf, which made her heart flutter.

“Oh, it wasn’t by his choice,” she said with a rueful smile. “There was a rash of illness that worked its way through our town, and since his father was a priest and his mother was an herbalist, and orlans are responsible for all wrongs that befall folk, clearly it was their fault. They got run out of town. Despite protests from many, orlan and folk, that they were helpers and healers and would never hurt anyone. Prejudice is a powerful influence, and it won out. The illness continued sweeping around for another month and then died out on its own.”

“Well, that’s terrible,” he said, brow furrowed. “Did anyone apologize for the incorrect assumption...?”

“No, they all found ways to justify being suspicious, or pointed out there was no one to apologize to since Xen’s family had left....” Adela chuckled a little at his affronted expression. “Heodan, that’s the way it works for orlans pretty much everywhere. In fact, Necazoa was one of the better places in Ixamitl. Which is better than a lot of other places, like the Dyrwood.” She reached over and squeezed his knee. “Not everyone is as nice and accepting as you.”

That’s part of why I like you, she added to herself.

He made a noise of reluctant concession and gave her a wry smile. “According to you, my being so nice is why I’m here, all the way across the ocean, rather than one of my brothers.”

“I’m still allowed to be glad you’re here, even being pretty sure you got the short straw because you wouldn’t tell your family no,” Adela said with a laugh.

Heodan studied her face for a moment, gleam of firelight dancing in his eyes. “Who says I see it as the short straw?” he asked. “I like it here, Adi. I’m glad I met- all of you, got to have a bit of adventure--”

“Even if more than originally planned?” she cut in wryly.

“Even so.” He flexed the hand of his injured arm and smiled. “My nephews think I’m just about the most interesting person in the world, according to Gyran’s last letter.”

“Oh?” Adela smiled, playing with the tail of her braid.

“You, of course, are the most interesting, since you’re the leader,” Heodan clarified with an answering smile, which made her laugh.

“Well, you can tell them I’m flattered,” she said. She let her legs relax down, feet dangling over the floor, and shivered a little even if the fire was plenty warm. “You write your family about me, huh?” she teased, even as the thought made her insides do a funny little flip.

Was it her imagination or did his face go slightly pink at the needling? The firelight made it hard to tell. “They like to hear what I’m doing. You’ve been there for... everything since Echo Bay,” Heodan teased back. “It would be difficult not to mention you.”

Adela giggled, then winced. “Did they worry about the, um, gap? After Cail?” After you almost died.

He shook his head. “I had written right before we went to Searing Falls. By the time I needed to write again, I’d recovered enough to do so.”

“Did you tell them about--”

“Fighting a drake? Yes. How badly that ended for me? No. I didn’t see a point making them worry from a thousand miles away. Especially since by that point I was on the mend, and-” he reached over to flick her bangs out of her eyes “-I’m fine now.”

She supposed she saw the sense of that. There were few better things than hearing (or reading) ‘by the way, I almost got killed fighting a drake, but I’m alright now’ to give parents an anxiety attack. And she was careful with phrasing in some of her letters home, even without any calls that close herself. “So if you ever go home to visit, or they come here, they get to just be surprised you have an arm that doesn’t fully work anymore and some dashing new scars?”

Heodan arched a brow at her for the last bit of the glib comment. “I’ll worry about that when I need to, Adi,” he said, glancing toward the window. “I think our current worry needs to be sleeping arrangements.”

She hadn’t even realized how dark it was getting. The overcast sky and still-falling snow had thrown her off. “Did you have any thoughts?” she asked, standing on the couch to peer out the window and try to gauge how how late it was.

“If you have a spare quilt or blanket--or both--” he gave a self-deprecating laugh-- “I can sleep right here--”

“No!” Adela cleared her throat. “I mean, yes, there’s plenty of blankets and quilts, in the others rooms if not here, but.” She turned and crossed her arms, eye level with him thanks to standing on the couch. “The bed is more than big enough for two kith, Heodan.” Especially when one’s my size. “We can each wrap in separate blankets if you’re worried about propriety” --Not that I think you’d do anything-- “and this is not a terribly comfortable couch for sleeping on. So unless you truly want to sleep this close to the fire...?” She arched a brow, waiting, and Heodan just shrugged. “We’re both sleeping on the bed.”

He chuckled. “Far be it from me to resist such a passionate argument. You win, Adela. Where are the blankets?”

“There’s some in the closet, but those are mostly the out-of-season ones; the lighter spring duvets or sheets. One of us might do better to raid one of the other bedrooms.”

Heodan pushed to his feet. “Let me go see...”

Adela hopped down from the couch as he walked from the room and banked the fire so it would burn down slowly and keep them warm as long as possible, while still being safe through the night. Then she went to the closet and dug out the satchel of preserved foodstuffs she’d kept for snacking purposes before they relocated to the warmer--sturdier--keep for the winter. When she left it here she figured it would be for days using the room for peace and quiet, not because she got snowed in. But it was still good and that was all that mattered.

Heodan returned with three blankets piled in his arms. “I figured it would be easier to partially remake beds than fold things right to go back in storage.”

“And I’d agree with you on that,” she said with a laugh. “Dinner is gonna be like camping, I’m afraid.” A gesture at the jerky, dried fruit, and nuts from her stash.

“Only much better protected from the elements.” He dropped the blankets on the bed and joined her to eat. “I guess we need to be careful, since we don’t know how long we’ll be in here?”

Adela wrinkled her nose and glanced out the window. “Probably. Though if it gets too dire we can try for the main keep...”

Heodan followed her gaze with a dubious look. “Adi, it’ll be drifted higher than your head by morning. I’d have to carry you.”

“That’s why I said if it gets too dire.” She chewed on a handful of nuts, her heart doing a little flip at the thought of him carrying her. “Long as we’re alright, better to stay put and hope it clears up.”

He nodded and they finished in silence.

Silence that gave Adela time to actually think about what she’d insisted on in a blaze of impassioned indignation. You are not sleeping on the couch. They would both be on the bed. She and Heodan would be sharing the bed. He’d be right there.

Oh, stop it, Adi, she scolded herself. It’s not the first time.

But Gilded Vale had been a lifetime ago; her crush a small and flickering thing rather than a blaze in her chest. Even with them bundled individually in blankets, she wasn’t sure how well she’d sleep with him so close.

She counted her bites, chewing slowly. Not delaying. Lost in thought. How to act normal.

Heodan picked up on something from her behavior. “Adi, if you’re not comfortable sharing, I really w-”

“No! No, it’s fine.” She was hot enough to wonder if her fur was singed. “Just lost in thought. It’s fine.”

“Are you sure?” He rested a hand on her shoulder. “Because you just said it’s fine twice in as many sentences.”

“B’cause it is, I promise.” She stood and brushed crumbs off her dress, giving him a teasing smile. “I’ll even let you have the side closer to the fire; I know how you Aedyrans are about cold. And I have fur.”

He sighed but looked convinced. “If you’re sure.”

They each selected blankets and bundled themselves up in addition to the warm green and white quilt on the bed.

“I apologize in advance if I steal the blankets,” Heodan said with a sheepish chuckle. “Just know it’s unintentional.”

“Noted,” Adela laughed. “And I forgive you in advance. I’m sure I’ll be fine.”

They settled in, back to back with a small gap between them, and silence fell as they tried to get to sleep.

“Heodan?” Adela mumbled after a few minutes, only half-awake.

“Mm?” He sounded even more asleep than she was.

“If you finished that s’pply order you were workin’ on, I can just take it to Defiance Bay when I go for the hearings. Y’don’t need to bother a courier.”

There was a long pause, probably him wondering what made her think of--and bring up--the matter now. “We’ll see. It’s not bothering them if it’s their job.” The mattress creaked, as if he turned to look at her, but she was still facing the wall. “B’sides, I don’t think anyone’s going anywhere for a bit.”

“True.”

This time, the silence remained as it settled over them, and it wasn’t long before she heard his breathing deepen in sleep. It didn’t take long for her to follow suit.

---

It was warm when she woke. Warm and dark.

Adela blinked and rubbed her eyes and quickly figured out the dark part was thanks to burrowing almost completely under the blankets. Warm took a moment longer to register--she was curled in a ball against Heodan’s back.

It shouldn’t have been a surprise; she was inclined to seek out heat sources in her sleep. But under the circumstances, it had her bolting upright, blinking herself awake with heart pounding furiously.

“Morning,” Heodan said, voice rife with amusement.

Oh, wonderful, as if this wasn’t embarrassing enough, he was already awake. “Mornin’,” Adela mumbled around a yawn.

“Did you know you talk in your sleep?” he asked as he rolled on his back. He seemed perfectly happy to stay ensconced in the blankets and looking up at her.

“...I have been told that, yes.” She raked her hair out of her face. She’d forgotten to take out her braid last night and it was in shambles right now. “I don’t suppose I said anything useful, like unsnarling that spell composition that’s been giving me and Aloth fits for a week straight, did I?”

Heodan chuckled. “Not that I heard. Mostly gibberish, with what I think were your siblings’ names occasionally thrown in?” He gave her a searching look. “But it was normal gibberish, so... no Watcher dreams?”

It hit her like a thunderclap as soon as he asked. “No.” They’d been getting worse (Edér shaking her awake, joking about buckets of water worse) for a couple months, and they’d left her alone last night. “You must be magic,” she teased, which made him snort a laugh as he sat up.

“Hardly.” Heodan stretched, shaking free of the blankets. “Does that mean you got a good night’s sleep?”

She nodded, undoing her braid to replait. “For once. Sorry that I, uh, got in your space.”

“Oh, I don’t mind,” he said with a reassuring smile. “The extra warmth was nice, once the fire started dying.”

“Oh!” Adela tied off the half-done braid and scrambled over him, out of bed, to stoke the embers back to life.

Heodan had made it out of bed by the time she succeeded, his focus out the window. “Still snowing,” he commented, nodding that direction.

“Wael’s eyes, really?!” She followed his gaze to see yes, really. “We’ll be here a while, then, I suppose.”

“At least we have plenty to do,” he said with a smile. “And you’re good company.”

“See if you still think that when I go stir-crazy,” she deadpanned. Which might be by the end of the day, depending on if I find interesting enough books. “But you are, too. Good company, I mean.”

His smile widened as he retrieved food for breakfast and her heart skipped a beat in response. Good enough she had no idea how--or if--she was going to keep certain things from spilling into the open.

But it looked like she was about to find out.

#queens fic #adela tecali #heodan #pillars of eternity #heodi #otp: here in my heart #stars rewritten au #aaaahhhhhhhhhhh i'm so happy it's done #this has been sitting in my drafts and haunting me for so long #i thought about it on a weekly basis #I'M FREE #THEY'RE ADORABLE #also ps adi babe i think he might be onto you

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a-library-of-old · 1 year

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Could you write some headcanons about Jack Horner finding the reader hurt and he finds out it was one of his bakers? Thank you so much XD

Ooo okie, now I have done a hc set of reader being hurt and Jack finding out sooo- this one's gonna be a lil shorter but the other one should help fill in any gaps I accidentally leave^^"

The short of this is that the employee gets fired, and if they really fucked up? Killed but hay what can you do?

The long of it though? Well it starts the same as the before said hcs of him comforting you and asking what happened

Upon finding out its one of his own bakers however? Oh talk about seeing red! He'll make sure you feel safe and okay and tells you as calmly and kindly as he can that he'll be back in just a minute but has to take care of something

He is shaking and face is red but for him? Pretty calm

Now the moment he walked outside his office into the main factory floor? Oh the nearby employees could just *tell* he was angrier then even normal standards

If you happen to spot him during this time (or hear him because what's volume control??? A poor person item probably- Jack) you'll be met with him absolutely gutting this employee

I'm talking verbally backed into a wall, Jack's finger almost touching them in accusation, and all to close to an actual oven

By the end of it all well....no need to worry about them hurting you again

#big jack horner #jack horner #jack horner x reader #puss in boots #puss in boots: the last wish #big jack horner x reader #pie man #this one succed #im sorry anon!

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greypetrel · 4 months

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What is the first thing each of your OCs does when they wake up?

Hi Mo! ✨

Ok, this got me thinking a little and it's become a morning routine description, oops? xD Alyra on top and the rest under the cut!

(hi, if you're reading, feel free to ask me about my blorbos! :3)

Alyra: Grabs the knife under her pillow better. Just to be sure, she checks she's alone in the room. She found out three assassins this way, don't blame her. She gets up, get dressed, has a quick breakfast up to her room as she reads her mail and reports. Cleaning up takes longer, she has a very precise routine (she's the one that in a modern AU will go fully Korean routine), carefully braids her hair so by the time she walks out she's in pristine condition. If she's with Morrigan, the first thing in the morning is greeting Kieran and teach him to wield a dagger. Mages can use some self-defense too, keep that dagger straight, you don't want to cut yourself. (it's a real dagger? Yes. He'll pay more attention like this). If she's with Alistair, the ritual includes waking him up when she's done with her hair. "You can't braid anyway, why would I wake you up sooner?" "You're so romantic, my heart is melting." "Don't let it trickle on the carpet, please."

Raina: Rolls over, groans loudly, begs Beowoof to let her sleep and to go to her brother (but scratches his ears anyway because he is a good boi). When said brother arrives and free her from the dog, she falls back asleep for some times more, if she's not particularly stressed or anxious. Stays in bed anyway. When she wakes up for real, it's a kiss to Merrill and one to Bela, and then she goes kick Fenris out of bed (he's very happy about it, yes, only besties threaten each other of very painful deaths. "Yes yes you can take my uterus first, please do if it'll free me of periods. Here, I'll raise my shirt for you, suit yourself.") and get some exercise together. He was the one to train her with some better form with her daggers, they kept the habit. By the time Garrett is back, everyone is ready for breakfast.

Garrett: Stretches and smiles to the new day, kisses Fenris good morning, dresses, retrieves Beowoof from Raina's room. Goes jogging as he walks the dog, enjoys the city in the hours of dawn when just the bakers and fishermen are up and about. He won't really miss Kirkwall, but he will remember fondly running around with the dog, greeted by the early workers and enjoying the sky painting in nice colours, enjoying the quiet and be able to think better than in the house. Plays some with the dog, buys some baked goods for everyone and then heads back home for breakfast.

Aisling: Rolls over and cuddles the person she sleeps with as she rests for 5 minutes more. When she's alone she fights her maid, Frida, that gets her out of bed each morning and scolds her because she stayed awake to the wee hours again and she is surly and groggy now and she left her room a mess. The scolding task was officially left to Cullen with a relieved sigh when he moved over to her room. A pity he sleeps as little as her, so poor Frida now has to wake up TWO people who slept to little and are groggy. After then it's breakfast time. Post Trespasser, she'll walk the dogs and go feed the animals as Cullen cooks breakfast for them.

Radha: She wakes up naturally each morning at the same hour. Doesn't stand too long in bed and gets up. She's very grumpy when she's just awake, and the first thing is always going to get some tea to wake up, which she sips while reading. After she has her tea, she is functional and can be spoken to and can properly start with her morning activities. The clan knows she's even less talkative in the morning, she makes herself scarce in Skyhold until she's functional. Solas learnt quickly that every greeting before tea is only met with a "No." (he finds her cute).

Max: Switches off her alarm clock, wakes Liara up if she's there with a horribly cheesy pet name. She uses a new one each day. Feed the fishes and hope they won't die, feed the hamster and then some light exercise, a shower, get dressed and fix her make-up. Then she goes to the kitchen to brew some coffee herself because nobody is allowed to touch her moka pot anymore after Gardner washed it with soap, and coffee is the only one thing her petty-italian gene will run strong about (she eats pineapple on pizza and breaks the spaghetti, would live on junk food and fizzy drinks, but coffee? Espresso or death). A cup of coffee, some biscuits as she reads the news, and she's good to go to.

#petrel replies #morning routines #this was fun xD #anders started a rumour that Alyra's hair won't get ruffled if you try #after the first time they went camping and she emerged from her tent in the morning in perfect conditions not a lock out of place.#Everyone else looking like they had a close encounter with a Pride Demon? NOT HER.

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jacepens · 10 months

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hi! "one talking to the other when they think they’re asleep" for sundown/mad dog would be nice

Bonus points if for once it's Sundown talking and Mad Dog listening (but really anything's good)

thank

Ahhhh yes yes absolutely I can do that for you!! I hope you enjoy!:) (btw I set this in post-canon!)

And oh boy did this get tooth-rottingly sweet at the end. I know they’re enemies to lovers but I am simply incapable of not making them the sweetest couple to exist xD Oh and I got slightly carried away and this is about 1000 words oops lol. But anyway enjoy!!:)

One thing that Sundown misses the most about sleeping under the stars is the sounds that always lull him to sleep. Ever since he teamed up with Mad Dog, he always insists they sleep in a “real” bed in a “real” room, if there was one nearby. Sundown used to complain until three nights in a bed cured the worst of his stinging back pain, and now he agrees every time to sleep in an inn.

Tonight feels quieter than he’s used to though. Even the great bounty hunter Mad Dog didn’t say but a handful of sentences before falling asleep, and the steady rhythm of his breathing is nice but still not enough.

Sundown turns over in the bed to face Mad Dog, wondering if watching him sleep will somehow make him drowsy. He looks like he always does when he sleeps, peaceful—deceptively so.

Watching the rise and fall of his shoulder and the occasional twitch in his (handsome) face gets old quick, and Sundown is left more awake than ever. Tapping his finger against the mattress in thought, a rather silly idea drifts into his mind.

It had been years since he thought about the stories his mother used to tell him when he would complain of being wide awake. He hardly remembered the stories now, unfortunately, but maybe if he tells a story he knows? Mad Dog shifts a little in his sleep, and Sundown smiles.

Alright, it was worth a shot.

Sundown opens his mouth to talk before quickly closing it in hesitation. If Mad Dog woke up, Sundown would never hear the end of this… then again, Mad Dog’s a notoriously heavy sleeper and he’s been doubly exhausted today.

Unless Sundown had a better idea— which he still didn’t—he would be telling himself a story until he fell asleep.

Clearing his throat a little, deciding on the opening words he’d let guide his story, Sundown finally starts.

“Did I ever tell you the story about Little Danny and his sister Margaret?” His heart thuds heavy and Sundown waits for any sign that Mad Dog’s waking up.

Nothing changes, and Sundown breathes easy. “Little Danny was the sweetest kid I ever knew. He’d always wave at me and always knew how to make every adult and kid alike smile. Margaret on the other hand, was a real troublemaker,” Sundown chuckles.

“I remember the time I caught her stuffing the baker’s sweets into her mouth and pretending like I couldn’t see the crumbs all over her dress,” he sighs and falls into the rhythm of his story. “Anyway, you can imagine the kind of arguments they would get into and boy were they something. They may have been little but their shouting matches were not. And one night, Margaret was getting sick of her younger brother always pestering her to do the right thing, telling on her, that sort of thing. So she decides that she’s not going to be the bad kid anymore, he is.”

Mad Dog shifts in his sleep, but Sundown doesn’t notice. He’s picturing the scene she set now clear as day.

“Margaret worked all night to set up her little crime scene. She was dead set on getting him into serious trouble, but what she decided to do was set up some clever trap—Lord knows where she got the idea—to ambush Danny when he woke up. I think her intention was to not only frame him for a crime, but make him accidentally do a crime.” Sundown starts smiling wide now, remembering the petrified look on poor Margaret’s face at her brother Danny’s crocodile tears.

“Their parents came bursting into my station first thing in the morning; I was terrified something awful had happened. Then I saw Margaret’s brilliant idea of tying a string around her brother's wrist and connecting it all the way to their grandmother’s urn. Oh when that poor boy woke up and shattered it he was so distraught, and Margaret too was the most apologetic I’d ever seen her.” A few chuckles escape him as he remembers the worst, yet funniest part of the whole story. “I think the icing on the cake was the fact that their dog had chosen to take a nap right next to that urn. Oh, he was fine, it broke right next to him but he was covered in ashes. I remember having to bite my cheek to keep from laughing in those poor kid’s faces.” Sundown suddenly has to cover his mouth to keep from waking up Mad Dog with his laughter. He had forgotten about that story and those two siblings.

“Kid—” Sundown stops laughing. “Why the hell are you telling me this in the middle of the night?”

Sundown keeps his hand over his mouth. “Oh. I thought you were asleep.”

Mad Dog scoffs, glaring at him. “I was until someone decided to tell me a funny story.” Seeing Sundown’s wide and panicked eyes, Mad Dog’s glare softens. He reaches over to gently pick Sundown’s hand off his embarrassed face. “What were you doing?”

Taking the opportunity to tangle his fingers in Mad Dog’s, Sundown mumbles, “I couldn’t sleep.”

“So you woke me trying to put yourself to sleep, that it?”

Sundown sheepishly avoids Mad Dog’s eyes. “Yeah.”

Still holding his hand, Mad Dog moves closer to Sundown until he can’t resist the pull of those hard eyes on him. God be damned if he didn’t make Mad Dog deadly handsome.

“You old fool,” Mad Dog grins lazily. “Well since you went through the trouble of waking me up, how about a kiss?”

Sundown chuckles, already moving his free hand up to cup Mad Dog’s face. “You single-minded scoundrel,” he murmurs against Mad Dog’s lips before gently pressing them together.

Something about the lazy kisses they share under the bed covers blissfully, finally makes sleep pull heavy on his eyelids. Mad Dog slowly breaks away, and slides his thumb through Sundown’s beard which causes his eyes to suddenly close dangerously fast.

“Now c’mere, Kid,” Mad Dog murmurs as he wraps his arms around Sundown and pulls him so close his warm breath tickles his ear. “‘n don’t move a muscle.”

Sundown chuckles and Mad Dog’s heavy arm presses down. “Just go to sleep, Kid,” Mad Dog sighs.

Minutes of silence and warmth pass by, and Sundown’s never felt so at peace. Just before his heavy eyes are about to shut and his endearing gratefulness overwhelms his chest, he whispers to the sleeping Mad Dog: “love you.”

“Love you too, Kid.”

#Ahh but fr I hope you like this I’m still such a big fan of your fic of these two #specialc #asks #snippets #Mad Dog/Sundown Kid #And don’t worry mad dog isn’t going to let sundown hear the end of BOTH things he said while he thought mad was asleep #ps it’s extremely unlikely for a family in the mid to late 1800s to have an urn #I just thought it’d be one of those funny but bad yet funny things kids do

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Matt Mercer?

Ahh, Matt Mercer, AKA Troy Baker's "I know a guy". I honestly respect the friendship between those two for Troy to help him out like that.

SO, Matt Mercer plays Ryoma, Shigure, Azama, and... Chrom.

Performance, I have absolutely no issues with. I personally think Matt had the most fun with Azama, especially his "Summoning? Forcing poor souls to fight? Ghastly... but also quite whimsical, so count me in!". There was a very genuine level of glee in his voice while he was playing Azama, which means we need another Azama alt, lol. Ryoma and Shigure were both really well performed too, since Ryoma's voice is stern and commanding while Shigure's is light and inviting.

I just don't have much positive to say about Chrom, though. And that's not on Mercer at all, Chrom is just... bland and boring. I mean I guesssss the emotion is ok? But like I said, Ryoma, Azama, and Shigure are where you really get to hear Matt's performance shine.

And I think he fits all these characters well! Even though it's not FEH, his singing voice as Shigure is incredibly beautiful to listen to, so I think he was perfectly cast as him. And he has the low-key asshole voice of Azama perfectly XD But I just can't hate Azama, he's too funny.

Now range, I think he's pretty great; I wouldn't say it's anything super crazy like some of the other actors I've talked about, but it's definitely more serviceable than a couple of FEH actors. There's a nice big jump between someone like Ryoma and someone like Shigure. Although looking outside of FEH, you can see he's got some crazier range like McCree (No I don't give a shit about Blizzard renaming him).

Overall, Matt Mercer's an 8/10. I like his acting and he does a good job!

#Fire Emblem Heroes #FEH #ask game #Matt Mercer #Matt's not one of those actors where I'm like 'HAHA YESSS THEY ARE COOL' but I still genuinely enjoy his performances

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kingofthewilderwest · 2 years

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DreamWorks Dragons: The Nine Realms liveblog S2 E4 Downpour

Are we gonna break from the Dragon of the Week cycle?

“The smell of freshly butchered trees.” That’s one way to phrase it.

Can we please talk about how the lumberjacks are all the same model, just with different skin tones and facial hair? (they did this for the security guards, too, in S1, don’t think I didn’t notice)

“You’re brothers.” Well that’s one way to excuse using the same man shape three times. XD

Well, Leonard just went from “possibly interesting character” to “complete overkill ridiculous exaggeration that’s written badly” in 0.0001 seconds

Leonard has the right color of brown for eyes. Why didn’t you put this eye color on D’Angelo.

Imagine being the voice actor for Leonard and getting these lines

I’m just going to say that I’ve never liked how they gave Tom “pal” just like Hiccup had “bud.” That’s a completely unnecessary thing to do and de-individualizes the Tom-Thunder team.

“Something to explain this helmet.” Didn’t you...... didn’t you bring the helmet with you? I saw it in episode 1? Why do you think here will be an answer to your past, when this is a cave deep in the earth where your ancestors weren’t. What you should’ve done in the writing was have Tom be shocked and confused when Thunder blasted that symbol onto their hand wall thing at the end of S1. But you didn’t connect the dots. You went from like, Idea 1 to Idea 4 without stringing together 2 and 3.

This flight would be so much better with better animation and backgrounds. I understand the idea they’re going for, though.

They’re Thunderdrummy!

Thunderdrums have always been one of my top dragons.

I want there to eventually be an increasingly bad consequence for Tom sneaking off on his own, until something comes crashing down HARD. But the writing team of this show won’t get us that satisfaction.

I seriously want more personality for Thunder, it’s so annoying.

Honestly the numbered rule thing is hilarious and I love that they’ve even gone so far as Amending rules. I love how it started off unofficially and then it turned into this Real Body of Law, enforced by our Lawful Good dork D’Angelo Baker.

[singing] Leonard started the fiiiiire

Linda’s eyes are like. Yellow. Golden. Now, real human beings do have amber eyes and they’re the most incredible things ever. I had an acquaintance in college whose eyes were, I swear, as gold as a wolf’s. So on its own, Linda’s eye color isn’t impossible. But in the midst of all the bad eye color choices in this show, hers just comes off as another impossibility and poor design choice.

“And the fire is burning away from us.” I-i-i-i-is anyone going to report the fire to authorities?

“I’m never thinking what you’re thinking.” I love you Alex.

Why is she so cuuuuuuuute~

Seriously you need a conversation in here like “We’re too far away from any urban areas for them to reach the loggers in time. We’ll have to save them ourselves” to put in the basic logic of why they’re going out themselves

That’s a cool shot

“YOU BUGGED OUR PARENTS!?!?! WAIT A MINUTE, AM I BUGGED?!” [Aex doesn’t give a real answer] See, when the characters contrast, there’s good potential

There would be far more coughing here from smoke

HAHAHAHAHA picking them up invisibly

HAHA you notice that Alex doesn’t disappear sitting on Feathers, but somehow THE DRAGON’S SADDLE DOES?!?!?!

Okay look we just eliminate Leonard. No problems.

Really wish Eugene had made even just a subtle reappearance by now for like. Continuity’s sake.

That evil doctor’s hair toss with her head is the dumbest gesture I have ever seen animated in the HTTYD franchise

Like she’s not even a personality, she’s just a punk-shaped blob of bitterness and spite

I just want to point out the vomiting puss ball from last episode had more personality than Thunder does

Actually a good convo between Tom and Alex

I love the combo of Alex’s voice actor (SO GOOD DELIVERY) and the facial expressions. She just WORKS at a level NONE of the other characters do. NONE of them.

Big water spewer babies <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

“See? Nothing to worry about!” You say about a FOREST FIRE oh for the love of......

Leonard is like. Dagur levels of off-kilter.

“A lightning bird? THE LIGHTNING BIRD.” Wtf.

Settings like this would work better in 2D than 3D when you have a limited budget.

Eyyyyyyyyyy they finally talk about the connection between the wall and the helmet. They finally speak on it. I just had to be patient.

But we DIDN’T break from the dragon of the week cycle ;) ;) ;) (but it was focused more on the forest fire so it worked)

#TNR #The Nine Realms #TNR spoilers #DreamWorks Dragons #long post #httyd #How to Train Your Dragon #analysis #my analysis

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mathmusic8 · 2 years

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The Dragon Prince

Thoughts part 4 (spoilers)

I just realized the different seasons have names of the six magic elements—does that mean there will be 6 seasons?? That’s a lot. If it stays this good, though, I’m here for it

Also I was thinking about it, and now I’m wondering if Ezran’s weird taffy hippo dream was also significant, since Callum’s was? Maybe I'll go back and watch it later

Pffft watching Callum be super excited with his glow cube in Xadia is so much fun XD

Ahhh, the castle guards. I love them so much

So who actually is the Crow Lord? I really wanna meet him now. The Crow Master is a darling too though, so cute and awkward and relatable

I… I have so many feelings for Soren right now. On the one hand, he’s had so much character growth, and still maintains his adorable whacky side. On the other, he’s blaming himself pretty hard for something he didn’t actually do. Poor boy

It’s a fuZZY WITH A FACE THAT’S SO CUTE

Aww yeah, you go Ezran! Mercy for the win!

Ahh, there we are—I was wondering how he was gonna fit that crown over his hair haha

C’mon, Rayla, give the boy some credit—Callum’s elf was basically as good as your human XD

Also I guess Earthblood elves are Australian?

Oh no—advisor guy—don’t you dare go behind Ezran’s back. It will not end well for you

Rayla’s …a ghost now? Uh, okay?

YEEEEEE CLAUDIA!! CALL HIM ON IT!!

Oh no he didn’t

Prime example of gaslighting

Viren you are a horrible, horrible man

Oh great. Corrupt advisor. Another horrible man

Oh man, that Sunfire elf staff test would be terrifying—not being able to hear would make someone dependent on sight, and potentially losing their sight in some kind of test—that would be awful

What the crap, message thief? What’s your problem??

Hrrggggg bug—on—face—oh there’s goo—uaeiankwekaadfkandf ick ick ick that’s so gross!!

Hmmm. Why do I not believe Nyx? Why does she give me huge con-artist vibes?

HMMMMMM

Ezraaaaan what are you doooiiiing that you can’t take Bait with you??

So that—silkworm walkie talkie thing—put goo on his entire eye? kandoiehoIWRHOHFOIEBF GROOOSSSSSSSS

Whaaaaat is haaaaapeeennnning?? Ezran, kiddo, what are you doing??

I’M SO CONFUSED

Callum, Rayla, you’re both babies and adorable <3

Ah, right. Nyx is a con artist lady. Surprise surpise

I love Bait. He’s got the right priorities

…okay, so Ezran abdicated… but why is he in prison???

Is seriously no one gonna say “uh, dude, you got something in your eye”?

Sorrrreeeeen please please please tell me you’re joining the lady advisor and people… but I could see how badly you’ve been manipulated your whole life, so I could understand if you’re doing this to try to make it up for your dad. But it would still be tragic

YEAH SOREN HONEY YOU ROCK

Soren you’re a dork and I love you

The baker's there too? Love that XD <3

Aww, you could just go with them, Soren!

Oh? Was Claudia in on it? The way she’s emphasizing that euphemism makes me think she saw straight through Viren’s bluff. One can hope

Yeeeaah!! It’s the guard Rayla spared!! (I have a terrible feeling he’s going to be made an example of. But this guy is so brave in this moment)

Okay, at least they’re alive. But wow, Viren, way to instigate hate

No way—is that—the moon phoenix thing is filling the giant eagle trope, isn’t it? XD

Yes, yes it is XD

Soren I don’t know how many times I can articulate this but I love you so much

…and once again, Viren takes creepiness to a whole new level. Yes, let’s talk to the king about how his wife’s last breath was caught in a bottle so it could be used in an ancient powerful spell. I’m sure he’d love that (hope you can hear my sarcasm).

Viren. I have very strong feelings about you and your manipulations. Many of them involve fires and pits and bodily injuries.

Pfffft this poor dramatic prince dude has no idea how to handle this crazy family XD

Also I love Claudia’s little “bloiufdh” face XD

Oh… wow… that… that dragon king died a horrible death

This conversation flashback is so painful to watch

Are you kidding. The bird died right in front of the kid? That’s just mean

Ohhhh wait, right, she’s a phoenix. They do that

Oh looky, Viren’s creepy face is back, and I don’t see any butterflies hanging around here, do you?

I appreciate that conversation between Callum and Rayla about the mixed feelings for the big dragon king. It was timely

#long post #the dragon prince #reactions #mathmusic talks #spoilers

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twistedtummies2 · 2 years

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BURP-CANON: Sherlock Holmes (Moriarty the Patriot)

Well…I can’t believe the words are coming out of my mouth (or even being transcribed from my fingertips to my keyboard), but…let’s talk about how Sherlock Holmes gets when he’s gassy, shall we? XD While the more vorish side of my kinks is an area where Sherlock’s presence is a bit…iffy, so to speak, I think he’s actually a pretty keen option for the stuffing area of my interests. (This is as much a disadvantage as a point in his favor, because, as I’ve said before, the vore spectrum is the moneymaking area for me…but I digress.) Like the original version of Holmes, the Sherlock in “Moriarty the Patriot” canonically has a habit of starving himself when engaged in particularly intense cases…but since he’s shown to have a hearty appetite in other parts of the series, it’s safe to say that when Holmes comes BACK from such a case, he and his stomach probably come back with a vengeance. I kind of love the thought of Holmes delivering some dastardly criminal into the hands of Lestrade, and heading home with Watson, still in high spirits, the adrenaline of the hunt still in his veins…and then his stomach just ROARS like a wild animal and he feels so utterly RAVENOUS after who knows how long without much (if anything) to eat, and he immediately switches gears to pulling John along to the nearest pub or cheap restaurant to just gorge himself as much as he can. Needless to say, when he and the good doctor return to Baker Street, Miss Hudson will be the first to scold him about his eating habits… …And Holmes, without thinking or even fully realizing, too bloated and engorged to think straight, just lets out a thick, wet, lip-flapping belch right in her face. Needless to say, it takes endless coaxing from John to ensure that both he and Sherlock don’t end up on the streets for the rest of their lives after that. Yeah, considering Sherlock’s generally shameless, mercurial personality (that goes for really all versions of Holmes worth their salt, to be fair, but I don’t kinkify any of them), I think those elements would be reflected when it comes to how gassy he gets. If Holmes is in a highly focused state, thinking about or inspecting something either after or during a meal, he usually just lets the belches roll free without even realizing he’s doing it. They aren’t usually very loud, but they are always deep and heavy, since Sherlock in MTP is actually pretty jacked, with a more powerful framework than at first one might suspect. Aside from occasional annoyance when he’s writing or trying to get Sherlock’s attention, John learns to put up with it, and Miss Hudson is so used to that kind of behavior by now she just rolls her eyes before muttering about what a pig Sherlock is…and if he hears her say that, it’s entirely possible he might purposefully burp louder just to mess with her, before pretending it was unintentional. On that note, given how bored Sherlock gets on a daily and constant basis, alongside certain other vices he uses to get through the day and various other bizarre hobbies, I wouldn’t be surprised if he occasionally resorted to crudely using his burps to somehow entertain himself, if he had gas in the tank. Picture this: Sherlock is lounging in his flat. It’s a quiet, peaceful day: those are the WORST. John is out of the house, he has no case, he’s run out of cocaine AND morphine… …Well. Thank goodness Miss Hudson made his favorite breakfast earlier. He smirks and just starts belching and snickering as he works to make them louder and longer, getting the most immature and ridiculous sort of amusement from it. He knows it’s dumb, he knows it’s silly, he really doesn’t care: ANYTHING to stave off the constant, mind-numbing boredom. And of course, when Lestrade arrives with a case in hand…now he’s just been burping so long and so much he can’t stop. Pity the poor inspector, because considering the fact that Sherlock Holmes is far, FAR from the most hygienic or organized person, his gas has gotta be strong-smelling. He can probably categorize the odors too, being the deranged genius he is: he can detect EVERYTHING he’s eaten in that gas. So if someone coughs at the smell and demands to know, “What did you eat?!” He can actually give a frank and honest answer. If someone is with him who gets into his gas for any reason, Holmes can and will be the biggest, loudest, most obnoxious tease about it. He’ll find any opportunity to bring it up, will do it just to fluster people…and in the bedroom, he’ll take every advantage of using all the private practice he gives himself to its best potential. Of course, I generally like to imagine that someone is Liam, and that Sherlock has the exact same kinks, himself…so, naturally, he gets kink-teased just as often as he does the teasing. Why do you think he’s so eager to have a meal with his favorite criminal mastermind? ;)

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Hello, I have a thing I like to do on my blog with some of my favorite characters where I make a playlist for them and then explain some of the songs I chose, and I was wondering if I could do a few with your OCs (Allison, Hendrick, Greyson, etc. I don't know their "group name") . If so, would you mind giving me as much information as you'd want on the characters? I managed to get some info from your posts on them, but not as much as I'd like. If not, that's perfectly fine as well.

I'M SO SORRY FOR NOT ANSWERING SOONER!! But of course you can!! Here's some more information on the main group of my ocs, but some of it just slips my mind so if you want to know anything specific feel free to ask because I'll be happy to answer! :D

Dominic Darthen: Cocky and selfish, a prince who is willing to do whatever it takes for ultimate power. Controlling towards the people who are close to him and likes things going to his set plans/specifications even if that means he has to emotionally manipulate people to get it. Is never seen smiling and takes things extremely seriously.

Greyson Slauter: Although outwardly intimidating (because of the way he kinda looms over people because he slouches along with the way he words things (my man is just bad at social ques no problem with that) he's really the most big brotherly. Think like billy hargrove but a lot less openly a dick asdfghjk He's often sleep deprived so has a more slowed down vibe (some people mistake him for being high).

Allison Cassitone: Sarcastic and a bit jaded from a rough childhood, has a conflicting relationship with religion and although she considers herself religious she's more about the suffering parts of it. The collective big sister and is there to give tough love as well as be the voice of reason (this feels like such an obscure reference but she acts like Ben from the Sacred Heart graphic novel??)

Alexander Issac Wholeheart: (Technically the way Alexander acts is because he's possessed but he's possessed by Galante for most of the content I draw him in so that's what you're getting asdfghj) Childish and carefree, positive in the way where it makes him seem unhinged, often acts extra kid like in order to get people to do things for him because he's pretty lazy XD Often feels like he has to keep his emotions down because he thinks his friends are dealing with things that are way worse.

Henrick Smith: Our favorite pushover!! Jk jk Henrick isn't necessarily a door mat he's just terrified of Dominic and if doing whatever he asks prevents him from being the victim of Dominic's abuse then he'll do it. He grew up pretty poor and considers himself lucky to have gotten a job as Dominic's servant, is a bit competitive and although submissive in nature would fight to keep his position as a servant. Often swallows his teeth and doesn't have any one close enough to vent to so he's a ticking time bomb.

Tess Hart: A commoner by blood and raised by a baker family, the nicest of the group and is just a very genuine person. Unfortunately very forgiving of Dominic's actions because she cares about him too much, and knows about his trauma so she never holds him accountable. Tries to be kind to everyone regardless of whether they seem (even though deep down she gets easily scared and is terrified of what Dominic became/is becoming).

#I'VE BEEN MEANING TO CHANGE THEIR STORIES NAME BECAUSE THE OG NAME IS ''DOMINIC'S TANTRUM'' KJHGFDSDFGHJ #I've been thinking about changing it to King's Misery so watch out for that maybe asdfghj #my ocs #answered #greyson slauter #henrick smith #alexander issac wholeheart #allison cassitone #dominic darthen #king's misery

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Whump Ask Game!!! 5 + 22!

Hello! Thank you very much for asking ^^

5. Whumper turned Whumpee or Whumpee turned Whumper?

Hm, I think Whumper turned Whumpee. I like to see powerful or arrogant characters being brought down and put in their place. Like what happened between Rumple and Hook. At the beginning he was quite an ass and it was fun to see him loose against Rumple. Also if the whumper did bad things it just feels good whumping them xD I like characters as whumpees who are used to be dominant and the ones everyone fears.

22. Most controversial whump opinion?

I prefer gifs and fanfics over OC-stories. For me whump is about shows or movies and especially actors who look nice while being whumped. Only texts don't do it for me, if I don't have a character I can picture.

That's about it. Thank's again for asking. You're one of my favourite whump blogs 🤗