#I think I’m a simp of Hunter now

[strawberymilku]

Hate fuck

featuring: Blade x female!Reader

genre: smut, hate fuck, a lot of swearing, mentions of slut and whores, blowjob, degrading, slapping, choking, rough sex, enemies to lover arc, daddy kink, unprotected sex, doggy style, creampie

a/n: i really wanted to write a hate fuck for so long, so i tried. reader is a horny mf, so blade gotta show who that toy belongs to.

word count: 3.2k

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"I really hate you," the girl Stellaron Hunter muttered, he stole her snacks form the fridge as always.

Blade smirked, the edge of his eyebrow raised.

"And yet if I wasn’t here, you’d be bored out of your mind. I don’t think you want that, Princess."

"Don't Princess me, I never share food, you know that," she hissed, throwing the half eaten cake, in the bin, glaring at him.

"Now now, is that any way to treat your enemy?" His smirk got wider, revealing just how much of an annoying bastard he could be. The bastard part was mostly true, it was the annoying part which was up for debate.

"Besides, I’m still pretty hungry…"

"How about I touch your sword, do you like it?" she intentionally touched his weapon, smudging it with the icing she touched just now, just to tilt him further.

He rolled his eyes. His sword was the last thing he wanted a careless girl like her touching. Then again, it was hard to deny how attractive she truly was. In a more perfect world, the two of them would end up together. But unfortunately, this wasn’t one of those. A smirk once again spread across his lips, his hands quickly reaching over to hers, his thumb stroking the inside of her palm as he held her wrist, bringing it closer to his mouth.

Her anger turned into frustration as he took her hand and licked the cream off her hand on purpose, kneeling down in front of her, however wasn't pleasurable on her face as it turned into a scowl, removing her hand from his grip. "You're disgusting, really." she slapped his face away, backing off from her seat.

Blade stood up and looked at her with a small smirk. Though her anger was far from being cute, he still had no regrets in his actions. That was just how he was, a disgusting bastard.

"You’re no different, darling. How many times have I seen you walk in late with a different person each time? I doubt you even know their names."

"It's none of your business," she furrowed her eyebrows, pissed at how observant he was with her, it was rather creepy.

"Aren't you just Kafka's little lapdog?" she had crossed that line, wayy cross that line. His face turned into huge rage, staring her dead in her eyes.

"Don’t you even go there, you filthy whore." his voice got louder as he glared at her. His expression twisted and his body language was now more threatening, even. No one dared to call him Kafka’s lapdog, and especially not from her. Blade was his own man.

"Isn't that why you joined the Stellaron Hunters, you're just her boy toy," she grinned. It was just her assumptions, he had his other reasons but that doesn’t matter, she was literally humiliating her. He cannot allow that.

Blade’s blood boiled. He had only a few things that could get him really riled up, and being associated with Kafka was one of them.

"You little slut. I’ll have you know, I did not join because of her. I have my own reasons for doing so, and they do not involve that woman."

"Don't call me a slut, you are a simp. A literal simp, do you even know what that means?" she snickered, enjoying to see his angry facial expression.

He was just about done with her. He clenched his hands, the veins on his forearms bulging. How much he wish to destroy her right at the moment, he imagined if his cum was all over her face, he want to humiliate her right there, but he kept his composure.

"Shut the hell up and keep your mouth shut. Don’t think that just because I didn’t join because of her means that I’m a simp." he tried to act calm instead, folding his arms.

Blade sighed, running his hands through his hair. He had let her get to him too easily. She was clearly trying to piss him off, and she had succeeded. In response, he was simply going to have to do the same.

"You know, now that I've actually gotten to talk to you for more than a few minutes, I can see exactly how much of a disappointment you are to everyone around you. Your parents must be ashamed to have you as a daughter."

"Don't bring my parents into this..." she looked up at him, he had gone way too far, she got up from his seat, approaching with him with her fan made of different blades attached to it, pointing on his neck.

He smirked, noticing his remark must have gotten to her. That is the exact reaction he had been wanting for. He raised a brow when her fan approached his neck, though he didn’t bat an eye at that either. The only thing he seemed interested in was the fact he had successfully gotten her.

"Or what? You’re going to hurt me? Come on, do it then."

She dug his skin with the point of the blade as it went further deeper, but she held her urges for murdering him, which she knew Kafka would come after her, for not getting along. "You have gone way too far, Blade. Take it back," she growled, looking into his red and golden gradient eyes.

Blade didn’t even flinch. In fact, he only smirked while blood slowly dropped down his neck. This certainly hurt, though he decided it was too late to back up now. Her anger was already through the roof. So all there was left to do was continue what he did best - piss her off.

“Make me.”

It seemed he was going to have to show her who was boss. With some quick and fluid motions, he was able to knock her backwards and pinned her to the wall using nothing but the strength of his arms. The red stains on his neck had now gone all the way from the front down to the back. He leaned in close, his body heat and breath filling her face. He liked how he had power here.

"Let go of me you lapdog," she looked above him, but he was twice her size.

“No.” Blade smirked, gripping her shoulders tightly. “Now tell me, little girl. Who’s the one in charge here? Who decides what happens and what doesn’t? Answer me.”

"No, what I said was right," she shrugged, daring to look at him back, or even say a word against him.

It made him smirk- he was enjoying this. It was a power trip for him. The satisfaction that came from him having complete control over her.

"That’s not how this works, darling." He leaned in even closer and whispered. "Say it."

"I'm sorry for calling you Kafka's lapdog, although which is true.." she apologized, giving it a half ass sincere words.

He finally released his grip from her, pulling her slightly closer. Now they were eye-to-eye, she was probably now noticing just how much of a height difference they had. But other than that, he was now in a much more relaxed position.

"At this rate it seems to me like you’re begging for a kiss." Blade said, his voice laced with an air of smugness.

"Quite the confidence you have, who said I want to kiss you," she rolled her eyes, wanting to push him away from her, ready to get out of the room, wanting to storm in Kafka’s office room and file a report but first she need to escape from his strong grip.

“Tell me, what’s stopping you?” Blade said, his voice getting more seductive with each word.

"Hmm, yes there is, actually, you got a pretty face but an ugly personality, nah not a man in my eyes" she hummed, wanting to piss him off, if she could.

“Is that so?” He smirked and got even closer to her. His breath and body heat were now on her face, his lips only a few inches from hers.

“Hate me all you want, but I see the way you look at me. Your anger clearly hides this intense lust for me. It’s clear as day how much you want me.”

"Oh please, aren't you jerking off the pictures Silver Wolf took for me?" her forehead vein was twitching from the bitter truth, exposing him to tilt him even more.

Blade got pissed just from those words alone. She had clearly touched a spot he was uncomfortable with. Now he was going to make her regret it.

“Shut up, you little whore.” he hissed, his voice dripping with anger and hatred. “I’m surprised you haven’t begged for me to punish you yet.”

"Why should I? I knew you want me," she looked smug, saying the words to drill it in his head.

Blade froze for a moment. Was she... actually enjoying this? That made him madder than anything! But... he’d be lying if he said he wasn’t enjoying it a little bit himself. Blade leaned in even closer, his voice now laced with a sadistic and condescending tone.

“And I think you want me too, honey.”

She scoffed at that line he told her, but she could feel his grip on her soft arms, still pinning on her wall. It was true, she wants him too, and why are they acting so tough about it. "You're a bit delusional, Bladie" she hid her true self again.

He was enjoying this game more than he let on. He pulled her even closer.

“How cute... I wonder why you keep calling me delusional. Could it be because you’re afraid to let yourself be vulnerable to me?”

"You're so annoying, can I just shut you up already?" she whispered, she could feel his breath so close.

Blade smirked at her request. He was tempted. It’d be so easy... with a quick movement, he could pull her in fully, and their lips would meet. It was a simple motion. However, his mouth remained shut. Instead, he gave her that seductive smirk once more, his eyes locked on hers.

“Make me.”

She pushed her head, their nose were already touching, the proximity was too close, but she was such a tease, she didn't kiss him yet, she just want to push his buttons, their lips just a centimeter away, she let out a giggle as she earned a growl from his impatience.

Blade finally pulled her in and their lips met. His tongue swirled around her mouth, their tongues making contact. It was the most passionate kiss he had ever shared with anyone. She’d finally broken him. His hands grabbed her by her waist, his grip slightly tight, pulling her closer to his body. Blade just wanted to forget everything else. It was just them, now. Just this moment. All he wanted was to keep kissing. Keep kissing until she lost breath.

She bit his bottom lip, until he part away for air, a saliva string was formed after they cut their hot headed kiss, she looked up at him for answers, but she really enjoyed the kiss as much as he does.

They fuel their hate into desires, she was placed on his laps on the sofa, as she kissed him deeply, head tilted so they could deepened the kiss, she touched his bandaged chest, trying to take the bandage off goddamn slowly as they continued kiss.

Blade wrapped his hands around her waist, pulling her even closer to him. Their hot-headed love-hate kiss was growing more and more intense with each passing moment. Blade didn’t even realize how much his hands had began to explore her body, one of them slipping between her legs, squeezing her ass. She was right, he was a bit of a simp.

“Get down now,” he ordered her, he unbuckled his pants as he made her kneel down, he put a thumb softly inside her mouth. “Okay, suck it, whore.” he loved how obedient she was. “Now, beg, beg for my dick, Princess” the girl glared at him underneath but she was down bad for one right now.

“Please, can I suck your cock, daddy?” she gave with such submissive pleading eyes.

“I’d hate myself if I weren’t to give you one, know you place, slut.” he sprung out his massive cock, twitching with precum just from her whines, veins popping but he chose to slap it across her face.

“Say, who is in charge right now?” he asked for more powerplay.

“You, daddy.” she replied trying to lick his tip as he inserted the entrance of her mouth.

“Suck it, suck it like you mean it,” he growled in a moment of satisfaction, he wanted her like this, taking in his cock in her mouth, wanting to shut that blabby mouth shut like this.

The girl listened to his demands, sucking him as if she needed that dick for so long, her cheeks hollowed, trying to earn more moans and heavy pants from him.

“I hate you so much I want to fuck that mouth of yours,” his hips pushed more, as the tip touched the girl’s throat. His hand held her head, as he fucked his throat as much as he want.

“That’s what you deserve,” he hissed, every thrust as he could feel the inside of her throat, the poor girl was tearing up from gagging off his huge dick.

“Deserved to be fucked by the mouth, can’t talk anymore?” he laughed evilly, going feral as she continued to suck as tears formed under her eyes, he wiped that tears off from her pretty face.

“You can take more, no?” he liked it, liked how much control he has right now. The girl shook her head but he didn’t like that answer, pushing his cock further in her throat.

He kept fucking her mouth as if she was a toy made just for her.

“That’s for the boys you have been fucking with,” he pushed his hips deep as the balls were touching her chins. He could feel his orgasms near in just a moment.

Before he cum, he took off his dick, giving it a few pumps as he came all over her pretty face, just like how he imagined. He grabbed his phone, snapping a few shots of the facial he painted on her face, as if it was a masterpiece he made. “Hey, that’s not-” she had no right to deny.

“Yes, it is. God, you look so pretty for me, Princess. I will be saving this picture,” he showed her the snap he took. “Gotta make it a wallpaper for me to stare,” he tossed the phone on the table. He carried her body in one arm, making it in a bridal style. She looked so small in his arms.

"I hate you so much," she whispered in his ears. She really hate in for wanting him so much, she wanted to see what will happen next.

“Hate is just a replacement for love, dear.” Blade smirked and whispered back, his breath now hitting behind her ear, giving a few nibbles on her earlobes, placing her on his mattress. He got on top of the bed, ready to fuck so she stop talking as well.

"No, it's true I hated you, Bladie," she could feel his hands roaming on her body, as if he already owned her as his.

“Keep telling yourself that if it’s going to help you sleep at night, darling.” He smirked again and looked down at her. Now that he had her pinned down, he didn’t know what was next, but he had some ideas in mind. “I could always make you feel worse, if you’d like?”

"I hate you so much that I wish to f*ck you," he growled, taking off the clothes from her covering her beautiful body, ripping the undergarments in one tear.

He gave her breasts a few massage, “Say you want me inside, slut.” he whispered close in her ear, as he placed his cock on the entrance of her wet cunt.

“I don’t-” she replied, to tease him.

“But I will,” he entered her folds, giving it a few adjustment to his size. He let out a moan of satisfaction on how tight she was.

“So tight, even though you are a whore. Take my dick slut,” he gave a few slap on her ass as he took off his dick, spun him in a doggy position, pulling her hair, entering inside her again.

“You want me to fuck you like a good fucking whore you are right?” he asked again, pulling her wrists behind her back with one hand, the other hand pulling her arm. The girl couldn’t even reply, mewling in pain on her scalp and the pleasure she was getting from below.

“Y-yes, daddy. Please. I want your cock inside me, use me as much as you want,” she moaned out, feeling him fucking her, pushing his dick, kissing her cervix many times, abusing it until she gripped on his sheets of the bed.

“Good, your wish is my command,” he slapped on her ass, thrusting his dick, bullying her gummy walls, faster. She felt so good wrapped around his dick. He wanted her like this for so long. She belonged to him, and him only, wanting to take control of her all night like this.

The room was filled with the smell of sweat, and the sound of his balls slapping on her ass, abusing her with slaps, moans and grunts in harmony, as he fucked her as much he wanted to fuck her life as well.

“God, you’re so tight for even, as a slut. Want this slutty pussy of yours,” he groped her breasts with his two hands, his hips pushing inside her body with greater pace penetrating that one G-spot until she moaned louder and louder.

“Moan louder so everyone can hear how much I’m pleasing you, Princess.” he bit her ear, he pushed the tip of his dick in her cervix to earn himself a scream by rubbing her clit for her, rubbing the bud until it goes numb.

“Blade, ahh!” he was fucking until her brain wasn’t working in pieces, she was obviously drunk from the fucks he been giving.

“S’so so goodd,” she moaned out his name, mewling in pleasure. “Want you, want you daddy, hnghh” she panted desperately asking for his cock to abuse her hole.

“P-please, I’m so close daddy, can I cum?” she begged, trying to hold for herself, as the bed started to make creaking noises.

“Do you want my cum inside you too, Princess?” he hummed, not stopping his pace, as he could feel her pussy tightened more around his cock, he didn’t stop rubbing the clit, pushing her to an edge of pleasure.

“Y-yes, I will take it, please, I need to cum.” tears were glistening as he kept the sensitive bud.

“Good, you will earn that.” his dick twitched, shooting all the white hot seeds inside that womb, in a massive load, riding her orgasms. He let out a low groan from the immense pleasure by the moment she screamed.

He wasn’t that cruel, wiping the sweat off her face, putting the tired girl inside his arms. “I hate you so much, but stay in my arms tonight,” he closed his eyes, putting her in his chest, touching her hair, kissing her forehead. The female Stellaron Hunter just nodded, giving him a smile, calling it a night as they both cuddled in Blade’s bed.

Hate and love there is no in between but, they are really in love right?

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[giganonyx]

LET ME COOK

DO U GUYS

DO YOU GUYS THINK THAT MAYBE

JUST MAYBE

CROSSHAIR MIGHT KNOW THAT TECH IS AN OPERATIVE (SPECIFICALLY THE ONE HE WAS THROWING HANDS WITH)

OK LIKE HEAR ME OUT BUT

Crosshair definitely is STILL hiding something. The operatives make him MADLY uncomfortable- the sense of strange brotherhood between them scares him more than anything we’ve seen so far, maybe because, well, loyalty is a big deal to him, but also because one of them may actually be his brother.

He did not mention he was being put through operative✨ pre school ✨until Howzer pressed for answers, and he was forced to spill some beans. But I don’t think that’s all he’s keeping secret. Like, he wanted to keep the operative as FAR away from his brothers as possible(ie, drawing fire away, 1v1ing)- why? Could it just be he wants to deal with these clones on his own? Spare his brothers the fight? Protect them?

Or is it because he doesn’t want to traumatize them further with a brainwashed Tech? He doesn’t want their memory of their “dearly departed” brother to be marred by this…hollow, empty assassin before him. He can’t do that to them. But he *knows*, and it’s eating him alive.

There’s still so much he’s keeping from everyone, and not even Omega knows what he witnessed on Tantiss. He knows things, and he’s too afraid to admit them.

…..IDK THESE EPISODES KILLED ME MENTALLY THEY WERE SO GOOD BUT LEFT ME WITH SO MANY QUESTIONSSSSS AHHH

Plussss I wanna see more Hunter and wrecker content PLEASE my pookies need more screen time before I become a crosswhore AND Hunter girlie (one Star Wars man obsession is ENOUGH PLEASE).

ALSO THE THEORY THAT HUNTER DIES THIS SEASON IS KINDA STARTING TO FERMENT IN MY BRAIN BC WHY ELSE WOULD THEY ESTABLISH CROSSHAIR AS AN INCREASINGLY PARENTAL, DADDY MATERIAL GUY??? ESPECIALLY WITH HUNTER NOTICING OMEGA AND CROSS GROWING CLOSER I am ill do not let me think

I can see it now, Hunter sacrifices himself, but before he does, he tells Crosshair that “I know you’ll protect her. I trust you.” And then he fucking DIES, content with knowing Crosshair can be her newfound dad and protect her when he can no longer do so (I am in pain).

also when Hunter stood up for Crosshair >>>>> THATS MY MAN YALL HE WAS FR LIKE “ay man only I can shit on my brother man fuck off”

ALSO when Crosshair said “too bad” something changed in me (trying to resist crosswhore feelings)

There are two wolves inside of me (Hunter Wife (he’s the love of my LIFE) and Crosswhore) (actually three bc I’m also. A wrecker simp.)

#the bad batch #sw tbb #tbb #star wars tbb #hunter tbb #hunter the bad batch #star wars hunter #the bad batch s3 #the bad batch tech #the bad batch crosshair #the bad batch spoilers #tbb spoilers #tbb s3 spoilers #tbb s3 #tbb crosshair #tbb hunter #losing my mind #ramblings of a lunatic #a mad man

[salemcantupdate]

So this is my updated shipping and favorites perspective, given my prior one I no longer agree with.

First things first, I believe in big polycule ship, everyone is together and dating. (Sobs in that’s not the case).

But! My favorite ships that isn’t just massive polycule (preface I am a multishipper):

Gale and Astarion, aka, Bloodweave. Listen, it’s all big now, we all know about it. Opposites but the same, walking the same path, they can make each other so much worse or so much better. Hubris vs self preservation, both essentially having the possibility to become a god. Both have been beaten down and belittled by beings far more powerful than them, one knowing the abuse and the other not. Also the manipulative hatefuck to love would be incredible.

Lae’zel and Shadowheart, aka Silverheart. Classic enemies to rivals to lovers. Both have been mislead and brainwashed by evil female goddesses that demanded total obedience, that both people completely dedicated themselves to until they realized everything they knew was a lie. Whats more romantic than fighting and getting bloody and then fighting over who tops?

Wyll and Karlach, (I don’t know their ship name, may I suggest Devilbound?) is one that I’m still kinda iffy about honestly. I’m not sure if I can see them as explicitly dating, but I can see them being best buddies who fuck sometimes. I can see them making a deal like “If neither of us are married in a decade let’s just marry each other.” Like they aren’t actively in love or awed by each other but there is deep respect and they would fight and die for each other. And I also headcanon that if you romance Karlach and then go to Avernus with her, Wyll HAS to join and it’s gone be a weird little polycule thing I don’t CARE.

So, another thing. I really really like a threesome of Karlach, Lae’zel, and Shadowheart. The Ladies. But like, Lae’zel and Shadowheart both immediately love Karlach. Lae’zel being like “You WILL respect her” and Shadowheart like “She could carry me to safety.” Are they not blatantly simping??? Like I think they would hatefuck and then stare at Karlach and be like “We need her too.” Two scary women and then the golden retriever girlfriend.

Wyll and Astarion isn’t one that really calls to me, though I get the appeal. Monster and monster hunter, Wyll being the hero that Astarion always dreamed of saving him so long ago. So on and so forth. I just prefer a Redeemed Durge playing that role for Astarion?? But I definitely get the appeal.

Wyll and Gale, I haven’t seen anything for. I don’t know if anyone ships them. But listen, these two would try and one up each other in wowing and wooing the other, Gale with the weave and Wyll with the stories of old. Imagine Wyll trying to get old and out-of-shape Gale to dance in his physical body. They are both 100% into worshipping their partner, so them worshipping each other would just be so cute to me.

Now, this one really surprised me. But I really like Karlach and Astarion??? Like, cause, OK. If you romance Astarion as Karlach, you can’t actually have sex with him in his first romance scene cause it’ll burn him. This causes Astarion to panic, immediately forced him out of his comfort zone, and also ensures a route in which you never have to have sex with Astarion??? Which I know I wish I could do in a normal route! So lowkey adore those two. Also, they’re literally black cat and golden retriever??? Someone who literally went through Hell and lost all bodily autonomy for so long but still laughs and smiles and has so much hope compared to someone who was beaten to hopelessness. It’s cute! But I also ship this in specifically the asexual way. They kiss and cuddle and bump heads and are adorable, but I can’t really see them having sex. That’s just me though haha.

Durge and Gortash obviously fucked and were so in love with each other in such a horrible twisted way. If Gortash ordered it, Durge would stay their hand. Durge prayed for forgiveness, begged for it, promised, swore, vowed that he would still kill everyone, kill all. But he was in love, he was obsessed, and Gortash may have been able to pull Durge from Bhaal’s grasp, only for Gortash himself to fall to the depths of depravity. I need more fucked up fics for these, with all the gore dirt and blood. I want it to be like the movie Hellraiser.

Durge and Astarion is by far my favorite for “canon” routes. It’s just, Astarion doesn’t feel like he’s a damsel in distress being saved, he doesn’t want that. He wants to be your equal, he wants to help you, and as Durge you are able to save each other from the hunger, from the urge, from the “monster”, from the Father. Both were created to be a tool, to be used, for a singular purpose to serve. And both break free, and then have the choice. Shall they become what they were made to be? What they are destined to be? Or take a shit on destiny and be truly happy?

Now for bear-daddy Halsin. He’s more difficult, as his story isn’t fully explored in the plot of the game and he was mostly added as a proper companion because he was so popular. Which I’m extremely happy about cause I fucking love him. But! Due to this, it’s hard for me to ship him with anyone. I’ve seen some people argue for Kagha or Rath, but I personally disagree. I do like Astarion and him, or a poly with him, Astarion, and Redeemed Durge. Fighting the “beast within” and all that, Halsin in the more metaphorical sense. BUT, let me offer something up as an idea, a concept if you will. Gale and Halsin. NOW, now, let me explain. This isn’t JUST them being my two favorite romance options and me being sad I can’t be with them both. But! Both were young men suddenly thrust upon with a massive amount of responsibility and faith put in them; Halsin becoming a commander and archdruid as an apprentice during the war against Ketheric, Gale with being chosen by Mystra, taught by her, and then becoming her romantic partner. A literal goddess. And I’m one of the people who headcanon that their interactions started when Gale was a teenager. Gale both believes he is the best and deserves to die, Halsin has never once believed in his ability to lead. Also Halsin explicitly notes he will miss the library at the grove, and GUESS WHAT GALE HAS? A library. But like, imagine Gale making a magic teleportation circle thing that goes from his tower to the middle of the forest with a little cabin that Halsin lives in and they can easily travel and visit each other and fbskfhwkfjw. Also, both of them having weird sex scenes (that I absolutely adore). Gale with astral projection and Halsin with bear. I bet Gale is one of the few companions who’d be like “Oh you’re a bear? Chill, not the weirdest sexual experience I’ve had.” Halsin would also smile and nod along and sip tea and Gale goes on his long long rant and then— gah it could be so cute. Cottagecore meets academia. I’m gonna call their ship name CottageAcademia. I will take criticism on that name. I’m dumb.

Speaking of, if I failed to mention, Halsin and Gale are my absolute favorite romance options. Gale makes me giddy every single play through and I break my heart every time I have to say no to him for a different romance (like Astarion). He’s just… I find him so charming and cute and I love him and I GAJDHAKSHQK.

Anyways, npc involved ships. (Also I can’t say anything about Minthara cause I literally don’t know her, never played evil route)

Karlach and Dammon is cute, but, eh? I don’t get much from it personally. I think Karlach and Alfira would be cuter.

A fucked up ship that I like is Astarion and Raphael. It… yes, I know, it’s terrible, it’s abusive. But it’s juicy, it’s delicious, the best of the poisoned apples. There’s a fic on AO3 that’s just fantastic even though it’s only got two chapters so far, it’s called Palmarosa by thespectaclesofthor

… The Emperor and Gale. LISTEEENNN, it’s just, Gale is the only one ok with mindflayer Tav. And like, Emperor is smart. It’d be funny. Come on.

Another fun fucked up ship that I haven’t seen much of, Minthara and Orin the Red. It’s bad, it’s terrible, it’s so fucked up, but I like it.

Barcus and Wulbren, no, I don’t think it’s healthy. But Barcus clearly loves Wulbren so damned much and I just want the poor stupid gnome to be happy godsdammit all.

Apikusis and Kagha. So, I don’t know if anyone else has spoken to the Druid Apikusis, but she is one of the few druids who is desperately against the rite. And when I spoke to her after, she said she saw the old Kagha in the woman, was desperate that what she saw was true. What if they were girlfriends? Then Kagha fell to the shadow druids, and now that they’re back they can fall back into love? I just see so much possibility in them!

Olly and Rugan got down and dirty after barely surviving the gnolls and I’ll put money on that.

Omeluum and Blurg, they just seem like science husbands. They’re married and I refuse to take criticism on this.

That’s all I can really think of, but for characters I’m just absolutely obsessed with: He Who Was and Abdirak are my favorite npc’s. Gale and Halsin are my favorite companions.

Now, my personal opinion on class/race Tav/Durge romance for each character.

Shadowheart: Selune Cleric for obvious reasons, race I don’t think super matters. But I do like Durge, connect on amnesia. Just figure out how cleric and a Durge works haha.

Lae’zel: Githyanki who defected from the gith and has been living peacefully in hiding until recently (so a class that gives peaceful options) Tav

Astarion: Redeemed Durge, any race any class. I’m personally doing a Drow Spore Druid. But a paladin or cleric could also be super cute.

Gale: Wild Sorcerer / Bard, and I personally prefer gnome? But any race is still fine. Also Tav or Durge work fine to me, he’s gonna be a big simp. Though, I do personally like the idea of you becoming the mindflayer in this route. He would use magic to disguise you and it’d be cute

Wyll: Tiefling Bard… I know it’s the first that’s so specific but come on. He becomes a devil, he loves stories of old, y’all dance together. I think it’s cute. I also prefer Tav here, I just can’t see a circumstance where he looks past the murder of Alfira to romance a Durge.

Karlach: Honestly she’s the one I’m least sure over, other than I like being smaller for her. I also like the idea of a paladin / bard for her?

Halsin: Literally anyone and anything as long as you’re down to fuck a bear.

These are all just my own opinion, added it cause I know sometimes I wanna see what other people think is the best “romance route” for a character.

But that’s the closing! These perspectives might change again, but for now this is my thoughts on everything shipping and romance related (that isn’t explicitly canon).

#BG3 #Baldurs gate 3 #bg3 spoilers #bg3 shipping #Shadowheart #Lae’zel #silverheart #Gale #Astarion #bloodweave #Wyll #Karlach #devilbound #Durge #the dark urge #Gortash #Orin the red #Minthara #Halsin #dammon #Raphael #the emperor #Barcus #Wulbren #omeluum #blurg #Olly #rugan #abdirak #salemcantupdate talks

[princeanon]

Okay, here’s my WIP Romeo & Juliet Percy Jackson AU. I have the plot written out, but I’m just gonna list the characters for now.

Benvolio: Son of Athena

- Soft features from his father but has Athena’s sharp grey eyes

- He’s really smart and stuff

- Battle strategy, good foil for Tybalt

- Peacemaker stuff

Mercutio: Son of Dionysus

- Drama, wine, pretty self explanatory

- His father is IN CHARGE OF THE CAMP

- Also they control madness, like, insanity, something something queen Mab

- Need I say more

Romeo: Son of Apollo

- Loser simp vibes

- POETRY??????

- He’s a romantic and just the embodiment of sunshine

- Apollo cabin versus Ares cabin, good foil for Tybalt

- Something something plague

Tybalt: Son of Ares

- Angry boyo

- WAR???? He literally hates peace

- Good foil for Benvolio because Athena versus Ares

- Good foil for Romeo because the Apollo/Ares cabin conflict mirrors Montague/Capulet

- Dynamic w/ Juliet as basically siblings because Ares/Aphrodite

Juliet: Daughter of Aphrodite

- Idk man she’s really pretty and loves love and stuff

- Dynamic with Tybalt like siblings because of Ares/Aphrodite stuff

Other notable half-bloods include:

- Rosalind (Rosaline?): Demeter cabin, hunter of Artemis (she hath sworn that she will still live chaste, get it??? She’s an aro queen)

- Paris: Hephaestus cabin (I have no good reasoning except that I think it’s funny with Juliet being an Aphrodite kid)

Romeo&Benvolio and Tybalt&Juliet are still going to be related on their mortal sides despite having separate godly parents, don’t worry, I have it all figured out.

Also, the plot is going to try to follow the actual R&J plot but at Camp Half-Blood (ex: 1.5 is gonna happen at the campfire and 3.1 is just going to be during capture the flag, more on that later)

#romeo and juliet #benvolio montague #mercutio escalus #tybalt capulet #romeo montague #juliet capulet #romeo x juliet #mercutio x benvolio #bencutio

[cantstoptheimagines]

Truce (Jacob Holland | The Sea Beast)

Summary — You and Jacob are forced to deal with one another for the sake of your respective crews’ sanities.

Requested by anonymous — I’ve done too much simping for Jacob and we need to turn the tables. Reader is a famous sea beast hunting captain and the Inevitable is in danger and Reader goes to help them cause of the code. They saves Jacob and he’s flustered about it and develops a crush on the Reader.

Warnings & Other Tags ➳ Fluff with a bit of steaminess (no smut though!); some cursing; (slight) enemies to lovers; flirtatious vibes, along with some friendly teasing; sailor slang; forced proximity (aka ‘There’s Only One Bed!’); mentions of alcohol (rum); a make out session; takes place ‘Pre-Red Journey’, so they’re still hunters; pirates, pirates, pirates, baby!

Notes ➳ Word Count is 3,365. ➳ Reader is gender neutral (they/them). ➳ Reader’s ship is named The Golden Plague. ➳ You can find a list of ‘Nautical Terminology’ at the end of this work.

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Nothing made you smile more than Jacob Holland’s personal agony.

You couldn’t stop an arrogant grin from spreading over your lips at the sight of his crestfallen face, which was perfectly clear through the lens of your spyglass. Captain Crow’s ship, The Inevitable, was struggling to stay afloat in the distance. Despite being so close to a beast your crew had been tracking for weeks on end, you had quickly given the order to follow the Hunter’s Code and help Crow instead.

His crew cheered at the sight of you, relieved to finally have some help on the rough waves. You descended the quarterdeck as your ship eased to a stop. You finally settled against the wooden rail of the main deck, opposite of Crow, who had done the same in order to hold conversation between your respective vessels. 

On his left stood his loyal first mate, Sarah Sharpe, who saluted you with the blade of her knife. Jacob Holland took up Crow’s other side with crossed arms and a scowl as he glowered at you. Next to him, you could just barely make out a small head of dark curls over The Inevitable’s railings. 

“Got yourself into more trouble, I see,” you finally said.

“Aye,” nodded Crow, briefly glancing over his shoulder at the extensive damage on his precious ship. “Got into a nasty grapple with a terrible beast.”

You scoffed, rolling your eyes, “Wouldn’t be a Crustacean, would it? Purple?”

“The very same!” answered Sarah. “How’d you figure?”

“Been after it for almost two weeks now,” you shrugged, “but it looks like it found you first. Did it go down?”

“No,” said Crow, shaking his head. “Got away.”

“Good!” you exclaimed, grinning widely. “The bounty’s still mine for the taking then.”

Jacob finally made his presence known with a loud scoff, “‘O course that’s all you care about right now!”

“Jacob!” growled Crow. “Shut it!”

The man quickly turned away from his adoptive father, embarrassed at being called out so publicly. 

“For your information, Holland,” you grimaced, “I came to help. Hunter’s Code, and all that. Though I’m sure you were too busy wetting yourself at the sight of the Crab to remember such things.”

He glared at you... and then at Sarah when she snickered in amusement. Crow shook his head with a smirk, and then said, “Think you could give us a tow in? It’ll be hard for us to make it to the nearest port without some help.”

“I can see that,” you said, looking down at a gaping hole that had damaged The Inevitable’s wooden hull. “That violet beast brought on quite a reckoning, didn’t it?”

“Oh, that?” chuckled Sarah, shaking her head. “That isn’t from our fight with the Crustacean.”

Your eyes widened, glancing between her and the ship’s hull, “The hell is it from then?”

“The Inevitable was bilged on her anchor after the beast left,” answered Crow. “Pierced straight through the hull.”

“Bilged on her anchor?!” you laughed. “Who was bringing it up?! Holland?!”

Jacob suddenly uncrossed his arms, pointed at you, and ordered, “Shut up, you knave!”

Sarah immediately scolded him, “Jacob! Keep quiet!” 

You, however, grinned widely when you realized that your joke had struck a nerve. Leaning further over the railing of your own ship, you continued, “Well, Holland, if I’m such a knave, I guess you don’t need my help after all.”

Crow couldn’t stop himself from rolling his eyes, sharing an exasperated look with Sarah. This happened every single time your crews met on the waves. Whenever you or Jacob caught sight of one another, it was over. Neither of you could resist the chance to poke and prod at the other.

While it left the two of you with some sort of sick satisfaction, it left your respective crews with nothing but moans and groans of annoyance.

“Jacob,” sighed Crow, rubbing his furrowed brow tiredly, “apologize, so their crew can tow us in.”

“What?!” exclaimed Jacob, looking at him with an appalled expression. “I will not!”

“Jacob, please!” groaned Sarah. “Call a truce for once! If you don’t, they’ll leave and we’ll sink. D’you feel like sinking today? Because I don’t!”

Jacob huffed loudly. He tightly crossed his arms once more, contemplating his options. He glanced over his shoulder at The Inevitable’s crew, each of them hard at work to keep their beloved vessel from sinking.

Turning back, he almost wished The Inevitable would sink when his eyes met yours. You waved at him, wiggling your fingers playfully. With an expectant grin, you then leaned your cheek against your palm, and said, “I’m waiting, Holland.”

He closed his eyes with a dramatic sigh, only opening them when his father nudged him harshly with a sharp elbow. Kissing his teeth, he huffed once more, and muttered, “I’m... sorry...”

Your smile widened, “For?”

Sarah snorted at the sight of Jacob’s frustrated expression. He ignored her, however, in favor of sneering at you, “I’m sorry... for calling you a knave...”

“And?”

His nails were practically digging into his skin as he continued, “And... Can you help us...?”

“By?”

He gritted his teeth, “Towing... Us...”

“Into?”

“Port,” he growled, and then quietly muttered, “obviously.”

Despite his efforts, you could still make out his irritated tone. You gave him a once-over, and then licked your lips with a wild grin, “Can I help you by towing you into port...?”

In the blink of an eye, Jacob had uncrossed his arms and tightly gripped The Inevitable’s railing, leaning forward until he nearly fell overboard, “All right, now you’re just havin’ a laugh, you little—!”

“Jacob!” 

He fell silent at the sound of Crow’s voice. Looking over his shoulder, he met his father’s harsh glare. Jacob conceded, his head falling forward. He then straightened his posture, grimacing at your smug face, “Can you help us... by towing us into port... please...?”

You bit your bottom lip, tilting your head back and forth dramatically as though you were trying to decide whether or not such a favor was worth your time.

It was.

You knew that.

Jacob knew that, too. He resisted the urge to call your bluff, deciding it would probably be best for him to stew in angry silence instead, lest he face his father’s wrath. Or worse, Sarah Sharpe’s.

Finally, you paused with your head tilted to the left, slowly nodding, “Well, Holland... since you asked so nicely... why not?”

You then turned to face your own crew, and loudly exclaimed, “Drop the gangplanks! We’ve got guests aboard!”

Both crews cheered loudly. The Inevitable’s hull was quickly repaired with a makeshift patch for the journey ahead. And after Crow’s ship had been securely attached to your own so it could be towed into port, those aboard the damaged ship crossed over the gangplanks to their new, temporary vessel.

As they crossed over, you shook hands with Sarah Sharpe. You then gave Crow a pat on the shoulder when he nodded in thanks. However, you didn’t have time to greet any other crew members before you felt something — or someone, rather — become attached to your legs.

Looking down in surprise, you were greeted by the starstruck face of a young girl. Her brown eyes gazed at you with a wondrous expression, and she muttered, “Wow! You’re even more incredible in person!”

You laughed, “Why, thank you, lass! I thought I had noticed someone small over the railings.”

“I may be small,” she said, “but I’m as good as gold when it comes to—”

“Talkin’ people’s ears off,” interrupted a deep voice.

You looked up to find Jacob standing on the gangplank, arms crossed once again, waiting to come aboard. He spared you a brief glance, and then said, “Off you get, Maisie! You need to find a bunk for the night!”

She immediately let go of you, gave him a small salute, and smiled, “Yes, sir, Captain Someday!” 

As she disappeared within the crowd of chatting pirates, you chuckled, “‘Captain Someday’?” 

Jacob turned his attention to you, tilting his head and rolling his eyes, “Don’t.”

You scoffed, “Get off the gangplank so we can get moving, Holland.”

Gritting his teeth, he begrudgingly followed your demands. He watched as you hauled the gangplank back onto the main deck of your ship and held it by your side. He almost groaned in disgust when you gave him another smug grin, and said, “Welcome aboard, Holland! Enjoy your night on The Golden Plague!”

“‘The Golden Ass’ is more like it,” he muttered, turning away to join his crew. “Ow!”

He turned back in a flash when he felt the gangplank in your hands hit his side with a WHACK! He still had a fresh wound there from The Inevitable’s encounter with the Crustacean.

“Sorry,” you breathed, though he could tell that you were anything but apologetic. “My hands slipped.”

“Would you stop running a rig for once in your life?!”

“Oh!” you exclaimed, finally setting the gangplank aside. “But it’s so much fun!”

“It won’t be fun anymore when I—!”

“Avast ye!”

The two of you paused in your exchange, instead focusing on your conjoined crews. Crow and Sarah stood at the front, arms crossed and backs straight as they glowered. You could see Maisie trying her best to peep through the enormous crowd of hunters.

“That’s enough of that!” demanded Crow. “Just because you lot don’t get along doesn’t the rest of us need to suffer! Call a truce now! If not for your own peace of mind, then for our sanities!”

Your attention returned to Jacob. The two of you had moved closer to one another during your spat. You took the first step, holding out a hand with a cavalier smile, “I’ll agree to a ceasefire if you will... until we reach port, at least. Then you’re mine, Holland.”

For some reason, your words, specifically ‘mine’, set off an alarm within Jacob’s mind. He could feel warmth creeping along his neck and cheeks. His face fell into an expression of curiosity. However, it changed to one of indignation when, as he reached out to shake your hand, you quickly pulled it away before he could do so.

“Too slow,” you whispered, winking cockily, “as always!”

He frowned deeply, “Now you’re just being—!”

“Oi!”

Sarah slowly approached the two of you with a menacing look in her eyes. Shivers went down your spines at the sight of her. She was much more intimidating than Crow. 

“End this,” she commanded, pulling out her knife, “or I will.”

“Yes, Ms. Sharpe.”

She grinned when the two of you suddenly shifted from your usual arrogant attitudes to something far more demure. Jacob avoided meeting her eyes while you toed your boot into the wood of the main deck. Like children, thought Sarah, amused by your actions.

“Good,” she said. “Now, how about some rum for your guests?”

Your eyes met hers, and then you smiled at your awaiting crew, “Well? You heard the woman! Bring out the drinks!”

The crowd of hunters burst into another round of cheers as barrels upon barrels of rum were rolled onto the main deck. As soon as Sarah turned her back, however, you nudged Jacob to catch his attention, and whispered, “You’re still too slow, Holland!”

He reached out to grab your arm, only to miss as you disappeared into the celebratory group of pirates. Not one to back down from a fight, especially if it was with you, he quickly followed.

Crow and Sarah watched with amused gleams. Crow took a drink of his rum, and then said, “Still don’t understand how you can quiet them down like that. They never listen to me.”

Sarah shrugged with a cocky smile, “Perhaps you need to work on your glare.”

“I’m missing a deadlight, Sharpe!”

You weaved through the group of sleeping pirates. With so many people aboard, you were bound to run out of hammocks at some point. Extra blankets had been strewn about the main deck for those who volunteered to sleep beneath the stars. The others had filled the primary cabins to the brim.

You had allowed Maisie to take the private guest’s quarters on the other end of the ship. She had been ecstatic at the thought, claiming that she felt like ‘the most distinguished guest to ever sail on The Golden Plague’. Not to mention, it had been rather amusing when she slammed the door in Jacob’s face after sticking her tongue out at him.

A few hunters, including Sarah and Crow, had been welcomed into your personal quarters for the night. The floor, similar to the main deck, had become the temporary bed to a huddle of pirates.

Crow slept on a hammock that gently swung back and forth next to a porthole. Sarah had taken up the seat at your private desk, hat over her face and feet propped up as she leaned back in a plush chair.

You quietly stepped over Ms. Merino, nearly tripping when she rolled onto her side during her sleep. It felt like a relief when you finally reached your own bed. You unlaced your boots and quickly changed into something more comfortable. Just as your shirt had slipped onto your body, the door slowly creaked open.

“No room for me?”

You smiled to yourself, pulling back the blanket on your bed. You spared at glance at Jacob as he examined your cabin, taking in every last detail.

“Well, considering that my bed is the only spot left on the entire ship,” you said, “I suppose you could try the crow’s nest. If you’re afraid of sharing, that is.”

You listened to his indignant scoff as you took refuge in your bedsheets. Facing the wall, you closed your eyes, listening to the soothing sounds of the waves crashing against the hull of your ship. However, your peace didn’t last long.

Your bed suddenly dipped. Furrowing your brows, you looked over your shoulder, and asked, “What d’you think you’re doing?”

Jacob’s eyes were slightly hazy from the rum he had partaken in earlier. He was, however, sober enough to offer you a smirk as he removed his heavy boots. After tossing them aside, he shrugged, “I ain’t afraid ‘o sharing.” 

You grunted when the weight of him caused the bed to shift. Along with a large wave rocking the ship, you were nearly knocked into his side as he made himself comfortable next to you. Rolling onto your back, you glowered at him, “You’ll be afraid soon enough if you get too close.”

With closed eyes, Jacob chuckled tiredly. He was on his back as well, one arm bent to place a hand beneath his head. The other rested against his stomach.

“Why’s that?” he asked, finally looking over at you. “Are you afraid that you’ll like me being close?”

He nearly burst with laughter at your reaction. Your face twisted and you quickly sat up, “In your dreams, Holland!”

Jacob quickly shushed you when he heard someone else shift in their sleep. He reached out, grabbed the back of your shirt, and pulled you back onto the sheets. You glared at him again when you landed against your pillow.

“D’you ever shut up?”

He was partially leaning over you now, balancing on his hand as he looked down at you. Your imagination got the better of you when his eyes seemed to glance fleetingly at your lips. In my dreams, maybe, you thought.

Your personal sentiments might have surprised others, but you had no gripes with admitting to yourself that Jacob Holland was a handsome man. However, life on the high seas left no time for such things, so you had resorted to... well, pissing him off.

It was rather entertaining, after all. 

Unbeknownst to you, Jacob felt the same. He hated you for being so infuriatingly attractive. Especially now as he gazed down at you, looking so sweet as you lay beneath him. He failed in stopping his eyes from glancing at your lips.

“We hunters always want what we can’t have,” as Crow had always put it. “It’s the briny deep’s greatest curse.”

His father had been right, of course. Like always. Jacob wanted you, despite the fact that such a thing seemed impossible. But still, he couldn’t help it.

“Perhaps I’d shut up if you’d—! Mmph!”

The rest of your sentence was cut off. Jacob’s hand pressed against your cheek. He was barely holding himself up with the other as he shoved his lips against yours. Meanwhile, your arms quickly wrapped themselves around his shoulders and your fingers weaved into his thick, blond locks.

Your eyes closed as you pulled Jacob almost impossibly close. He grunted, falling onto his elbows when you did so. His heavy chest was flush against yours. There was hardly any room to breathe as his other hand made its way around your hips. The one on your cheek slowly shifted to the back of your neck.

His lips slowly trailed away from your own. He pressed open-mouthed kisses against your skin on his journey to your neck. You sighed at the feeling, biting your lip as you tried coming to your senses. Your eyes darted across the room when Crow shifted in his sleep.

When Jacob abruptly dug his nose against your jawline and roughly bit at the skin of your throat, you gasped, “Holland!”

At first, it seemed as though he didn’t hear you. Either that or he just didn’t care. Only when you muttered his name a second time did you receive a deep hum in return.

“Holland!” you groaned, tugging at his hair. “Considering that there are about fifteen other people in this room right now, I don’t—! Ah—!”

He chuckled at your sudden cry, which had been due to him slipping his large hand beneath your shirt and digging his nails into your side. He continued his ministrations, which still included kissing, biting, and tugging at you, as you let out another groan.

“You don’t...?” he muttered. “What is it, love?”

You almost smiled at the nickname. That is, until the realization of his mockery from your earlier interactions suddenly hit you, “Only I’m allowed to do that.”

“Suppose that means that I’m the only one who can do this then.”

Before you could question him, your mouth fell open with a whine. Jacob’s hips ground heavily against yours. He chuckled against your shoulder, only to release a deep moan when your fingers sharply dug into the space between his shoulder blades. When your head tilted back, he took the opportunity to surge forward. He harshly bit your throat once more, both of hands moving to the back of your neck in order to pull you closer.

“Holland!” you mewled. “I don’t think it’s the right time for this... especially not when your own father is asleep just across the way.”

Jacob paused at your words. He panted heavily against you, slowly pulling away. His head turned to look at the sleeping hunters around the room. You could’ve sworn he had a glare on his face as his eyes landed on Crow, who was snoring away in his hammock, unaware of the mischief his son was currently up to.

Jacob let out a deep sigh, and then he muttered, “Damn cockblocks.”

He smiled down at you when he heard you snicker in amusement. His hands moved to rest against your jawline and the pads of his thumbs gently traced over your cheekbones. Groaning with a happy grin, he allowed himself to finally return to his original position of lying next to you. This time, however, he brought you with him.

Resting on his back, Jacob’s hand went beneath his head as he stared up at the ceiling. His other arm tucked you tightly into his side. His fingertips gently caressed your clothed hip, repeatedly trailing up and down.

“I take it this means you’re enjoying your stay on The Golden Plague?”

Jacob tilted his head to look at you with an amused smirk. You quietly gasped when his hand suddenly shifted to your behind.

“It’s like I said before, love,” he chuckled. “‘The Golden Ass’ is more like it.”

Nautical Terminology ➳ Avast ye! — Phrase used to call for someone’s attention. ➳ Bilged on her anchor — Phrase used when a ship is caught on, or pierced, by its own anchor. ➳ Bounty — The reward for a deed, usually something of monetary value. ➳ Briny deep — Phrase meaning “ocean” or “sea”. ➳ Ceasefire — A discontinuance (either permanent or temporary) of hostilities between parties; another word for “truce”. ➳ Crow’s Nest — A small platform near the top of a mast, where a lookout could have a better view of the seas. ➳ Deadlight — Another word for “eye”. ➳ Gangplank — A removable board or ramp used to travel between ships or between ships and piers. ➳ Hull — The body of a ship; the watertight enclosure of a ship, which protects cargo, machinery, and accommodation spaces. ➳ Knave — A dishonorable person. ➳ Main deck — The uppermost complete deck extending from front to back. ➳ Porthole — A small exterior window in a ship. ➳ Quarterdeck — A raised deck behind the main mast, usually from which the captain commands the ship. ➳ Rum — A pirate’s favorite drink! ➳ Running (or, run) a rig — Playing tricks. ➳ Vessel — Another word for “ship” or “boat”.

#2022 #the sea beast #the sea beast imagine #the sea beast imagines #the sea beast x reader #jacob holland imagine #jacob holland imagines #jacob holland x reader #truce #requested

[heraldofcrow]

Challenge Time Anon: What bloodborne factions would your Mutuals come from?

I am not 100% sure about everyone’s preferences, but I know a lot come from the School of Mensis and Byrgenwerth because that’s where their interests in the fandom lean…,

But for my lore-squad friends, we have them all fairly figured out I’d say

@katyspersonal has always been pretty close to Mensis and the Church, but tbh, she is so Rom-coded that I think she is the head of the Choir (that’s who we’ve settled on for Rom’s faction and position). The Choir seems like the ultimate balance to me because they are like the faction between the Church and Mensis, with traits from both sides. Katy fits that imo, though she may disagree, but we’ll see!

@fantomette22 belongs to the Old Hunters, and has ties to both Byrgenwerth and Cainhurst. Her presentation and OC actually fit this too. Hell, she is very Maria-ish. If she had been a hunter from back then, she would have been one of the first to question ethics and morals and also simp for Gehrman, TRUST me. XD

@val-of-the-north is very Pthumerian-ish in my opinion. The absolute cryptid. Maybe a Pthumerian like Logarius that had association with the Church, but with a nicer objective in life lmao. Maybe like the Chapel Dweller but secretly a scholar of his own history and more independent. (He likes Laurence a lot too btw 😎). (Don’t kill me Val jahssgs).

Just for fun, @jarognieva is hella Cainhurst-coded like me. We’d both be Vilebloods first , but she probably infiltrated Mensis and fell in love with Micolash. (GIRL YOU KNOW IT’S TRUE), and now she hangs with the Hemwick witch girlies and they harvest organs for Mico’s experiments all day 🖤

(I joined the Crow-hunters, if you’re wondering).

@fareehaandspaniards You are halfway with Mensis just like Damian methinks <3

Most of the rest are Great Ones because they have transcended factions and think on levels beyond the comprehension of others, destined to outlive all of us and play 5D chess forever into eternity. God bless. (I’m looking at you @cosmichorrorsarestillnicerthanme). I think I have a couple hundred mutuals by now so it’s hard to say for everyone, especially when they all are in various fandoms anshsh.

But hey these are just the biassed perceptions of a small crow on the rooftop! They could all disagree xD

#i hope i was fairly on the money??? #me and the lore council have talked about it a bunch but we always have trouble settling on shit lmao #bloodborne factions #mutuals #asks #anonymous

[nighttimeebony]

My reactions, thoughts, and predictions that I had while reading Percy Jackson: The Titan's Curse. At least the ones I bothered to write down. Spoilers below the cut. Also, fair warning, this one is way longer than either of my previous reaction posts. I had a lot of thoughts.

EDIT: part 1, part 2, part 4, part 5

I feel I should mention that the Percy Jackson books have objectively the best chapter titles

The mental image of Sally driving Percy and his friends to get their ass beat like it's just an after-school sports club is hilarious to me

Ooh, Thalia has hypnosis wind

So Thalia didn't age while she was in that tree? Because I remember she was much older than Annabeth at the time of her death, but now she, Annabeth and Percy are all the same age. Huh. Okay then.

NICO DI ANGELO!!! I've heard about you! You're gay! And he has a sister! Oh I am delighted and ready to love them!

Thalia insulting Grover's music taste.

ANNABETH IS TALLER THAN PERCY

Aww, Nico defending his sister.

OH SHIT, IS THORN A MANTICORE??!???!!

"They're not dolls! They're figurines!" Sure, sweetie.

CALLED IT

Bianca is great.

Oh my God, Nico, you beautiful nerd! XD

HUNTING HORN?!!?!!! SILVERY ARROWS?!!?!??? IS IT ARTEMIS?!!!! PLEASE TELL ME ITS ARTEMIS!!!!!

HOLY FUCK, ARTEMIS'S HUNTERS!!!!!!!

Zoë Nightshade is easily the most badass name I've ever heard in my life.

ARTEMIS!!!!!!!

Please tell me Annabeth is okay. I will not be okay until I know that she is

Oh my God, Nico! XD Also, chill, Percy, he's just a baby.

"Besides, I hear they rebuilt the cabins you burned down." Excuse me, what?!

Percy, leave Bianca be! Besides, you don't even know her! She can be a badass warrior hunter lady if she wants. What even are your hang-ups about Artemis's hunters? They saved your life.

Oh, wait, that's right. Camp Half-Blood needs more people to keep it protected. That's right.

Good for you, Bianca, but I can't say that I would ever leave my little brother to become an immortal virgin. No offense to them, but girl, your brother needs you. You may have a new family, but you're all he's got.

Oh, I love Artemis calling Apollo her annoying brother. Do we get to see them interact? I pray that we do.

Grover simping for Artemis is so valid.

Thalia thinking Apollo’s hot is so valid.

Apollo being an obnoxious kind-of hippy going through an anime phase is the greatest idea anyone has ever had. He's so stupid, I love him.

Apollo's comment about pretty girls turning into plants reminded me of the myth about the time where one of his boyfriends turned into a flower after he died. Hyacinthus. Because we cannot forget that Apollo is canonically bisexual. If Rick Riordan doesn't (at some point) acknowledge how gay ancient Greek mythology is, I'm going to riot.

Dating must be really weird at Camp Half-Blood. And between demi-gods in general, right? Because, technically speaking, they're all kind of related to each other. I guess it just works differently since the gods aren't human, so there's not the same case to be made about genetics and the potential for incest. Or maybe that only applies to kids who have the same god parent. Like how Percy sees Tyson as his brother. I’m wondering if the kids from other cabins feel the same way. Like, do kids from different cabins consider themselves siblings? Does Annabeth see the other kids from Athena’s cabin as her siblings? What does the dating scene even look like at Camp Half-Blood? Is it considered scandalous to date other members of your own cabin? Or do some people think it’s taboo or whatever to date other demigods in general? I don’t need sleep, I need answers!

Ohhh. Okay. So apparently Thalia has aged while she was in the tree, just very slowly. So if Percy is 14 and Thalia can pass as an 8th grader like him, and she should be somewhere between 12 and 19, if I had to hazard a guess, I'd say she's about 15 or 16.

Oh, hey, I was right. Thanks, Apollo.

Aww, poor Thalia. Lol. I was the exact same way when I drove for the first time. Literally had a panic attack on the spot, and I wasn't even controlling the Earth's temperature.

Yay, Tyson! I was worried we wouldn’t see him again until, like, the last book or something.

Aww, it’s so sweet that Tyson wants to see Annabeth. And it’s adorable how cool he thinks she is.

Wow, Luke really is an unbelievable bastard. Annabeth is smart, she was smart to question him, but when the rocks started to fall, her instincts drove her to protect Luke, because even though he’s an unbelievable bastard, Annabeth still can’t help but harbor positive feelings for her. For the longest time, he was family to her and she loved him, so of course those feelings are still there, even if she knows it’s illogical.

Wait. Annabeth is holding up the ceiling of a cave, which Percy acknowledges that she shouldn’t be able to do. So… is the cave ceiling actually the sky? Like how, in Greek mythology, the sky is held up by the titan Atlas? In the mythology, Heracles trades places with Atlas holding up the sky while Atlas helps Heracles complete one of his twelve labors, and when Atlas is about to leave, Heracles tricks Atlas into taking back the sky before bolting. Like how Luke tricked Annabeth into holding up the cave ceiling before leaving her alone to hold it by herself.

Okay, Grover, chill out with the stalking, bud.

I guess Grover and Annabeth take turns getting damsel-ed. Last book was Grover’s turn and this book is Annabeth’s turn.

Don’t worry, Percy, I forgot about that scarf too.

Okay, not liking how the Hunters are portrayed. Because when Artemis says to give up love, she only means romantic love, which is clearly not the only kind of love. Greek mythology practically invented the concept of differentiating and identifying different kinds of love. The Hunters should know that, but the way they act towards the other campers is really… I dunno, gross? They act like their way of life is the only way that matters, which is super fucked up coming from the people that follow Artemis.

“I wondered if there was any way I’d looked that ridiculous when I’d first arrived.” Percy, that was literally only two years ago, get off your high fucking horse. XD

Thalia static-shocking people when she’s annoyed is golden and I love her.

Oh, fuck.

OH, FUCK!

Oh, we love the prophecies… Yayyyy.

Okay, guessing time. Artemis is chained to a rock, which immediately made me think of Prometheus, the titan that gifted fire to humanity and was punished by Zeus to be chained to a rock and have an eagle eat his liver every day for eternity. But then the Oracle mentioned that one must withstand “The Titan’s Curse,” which could be another reference to Prometheus, but I don’t think so. Because in the myth, Heracles killed the eagle and freed Prometheus from his punishment, so I’m pretty sure it’s not that, but you never know. Then I remembered Annabeth and my prediction that she’s currently holding up the sky like the titan Atlas, and the Oracle said that “one must withstand.” Admittedly, my knowledge of Atlas and his mythos is shaky at best, and I don't remember him ever having a "curse", but I guess holding up the entire sky is about as "cursed" as it's possible to be. And the Oracle saying that “one must withstand” makes me think that something happened to Atlas, so now someone needs to hold the sky in his place or else the sky will collapse to the earth and the world will end, or something like that. So that’s my prediction, that someone will need to hold up the sky in Atlas’s place for the rest of, well, forever. I don’t have a guess as to who it could be, though.

Also, someone is apparently going to die. And be killed by their god parent. Awesome… Super looking forward to that inevitable heartbreak… I hope it’s not either of the di Angelo kids, but they’re both new characters, and I know Nico becomes more important later (purely by accident and through pop culture osmosis), and since I had no idea that Biance even existed until I started reading this book, I am terrified that that means Bianca is going to die. I pray that I am wrong.

Wow, Thalia is petty and I’m kind of living for it.

I love that the Stoll brothers are basically Greek Fred and George Weasley.

Wow, Zoë’s kind of a bitch. She won’t travel with Percy because he’s a boy, and apparently Grover doesn’t count as a boy because he’s a satyr. Super fucked up.

You know, Artemis did have male Hunters. It didn’t happen often in the mythology, but there was a pretty famous male Hunter of Artemis named Hippolytus. The thing about Artemis’s Hunters isn’t that men weren’t allowed to be Hunters, it’s just that men typically didn’t choose to be Hunters, because one of the reasons why Artemis’s Hunters joined her in the first place is because Artemis protected the women in her care from the sexist constraints placed on them by Greek society at the time. The reason why men didn’t typically become Hunters is because they didn’t need the same kind of protection and escape from Greek society that women did. And Artemis didn’t hate men on principal, she hated the fact that men were the ones who used their positions of power to discriminate against and abuse the women in their society.

Aww. Grover’s such a sweetheart.

I love Sally.

Percy has so many damn Dreams™ and nightmares I have to wonder if this kid ever sleeps.

Apparently Percy knows the names of the pegasi, which is adorable to me. And this one is apparently Blackjack, which is a great name for a horse.

Aww, I want a baby serpent cow.

Aww, Nico. He's precious and I love him. Protect this child at all costs

Oh, I know about Ariadne. Theseus ditched her on an island after she helped him navigate the labyrinth and kill the minotaur. That's how she met Dionysus. I'm pretty sure they got married not too long after.

Aww, Dionysus and Ariadne are still married. That'd be kind of sweet if Dionysus wasn't such an asshole.

Yup, I know about Medea too.

Did they really just give Dionysus the Snape treatment? He hates all heroes on principle because one of them was cruel to his wife? He thinks he’s justified in harassing children because they’re training to be heroes, and he thinks that all heroes suck? Wow, dude. Get a life.

Oh, cool, Bianca’s forgetting things now. Nothing sketchy or sinister about that, I’m sure.

Is the General the titan Atlas? If my earlier theory was right, then he's gotta be.

Excuse me, teeth?! Plant them?!

Oh, wait! I think I know what that’s talking about. In Jason’s myth, he had to yoke a field with the teeth of (if memory serves) fire-breathing oxen. I don’t remember what planting the teeth did, but I’m guessing it wasn’t anything good.

HAH! Saber-toothed tiger kitties popped out

The General talks about mortals the same way I talk about fanfiction and anime

OH FUCK THE NEMEAN LION

“Sometimes mortals can be more horrible than monsters.” Truth.

Wait… what’s going on with Bianca? There’s something fucky going on with her memory.

“‘Bianca,’ Zoë said. ‘How long ago…’ Her voice faltered.” FOR FUCK’S SAKE, RICK!

Ain’t no way this friendly homeless guy isn’t some kind of hell monster.

Oh. I stand corrected. Not a hell monster. Probably a god. The gods love disguising themselves as old people to test mortals

The Mountain of Despair. Sounds fun. I wonder if this is the mountain Prometheus was chained to, since it’s powered by titan magic and all that.

Ladon��� I know that name. I recognize that, but I can’t for the life of me remember his myth or anything about him.

*in reference to one of Percy's dreams* Oh, wait. Is this Jason and Medea?

Oh, nope. It was Zoë. I figured she had some kind of bad break with a boyfriend or something, but I dismissed it at first because I figured she was too young. But I guess if she was around during ancient Greek times, that sort of thing doesn’t matter.

Oh, hey! I once visited Cloudcroft, New Mexico! It was a nice little place.

“I was never very comfortable talking one-on-one with girls anyway…” Okay, Percy, you and I both know that is a lie. Annabeth is, like, your best friend.

"'Bianca,' I said. 'That hotel you stayed at. Was it possibly called the Lotus Hotel and Casino?'" Oh no.

Seventy years?!

Oh, fuck.

99% sure Aphrodite is the one in the car.

WAIT, HOLD UP! IF BIANCA AND NICO WERE BORN MORE THAN 70 YEARS AGO, THAT MEANS THEY WERE BORN BEFORE THE BIG 3'S OATH, RIGHT?! SO DOES THAT MEAN MY THEORY ABOUT HADES BEING THEIR GOD PARENT IS RIGHT?!?!??!! OHHHHHHH, SHIIIIIITTTTT

"When she smiled at me, just for a moment she looked a little like Annabeth." AHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Aphrodite is the patron goddess of shippers.

What the hell, Aphrodite, chill, lady.

"You act like it was real." Percy, this is Greek mythology. Every single star/constellation was either a person or an animal before this whole mess.

"It... it was for Nico. It was the only statue he didn't have." OH MY GOD!! ToT

"If anything happens, give that to Nico. Tell him... tell him I'm sorry." WHY??!!?!?? LITERALLY DON'T!!!!!

"Here we were in the desert. And Bianca di Angelo was gone." WHAT THE FUCK?!!??!!! WHY DO YOU HATE ME!???!!??

No, but please tell me she's not dead. The prophecy just said "lost", not dead. And there's no body, so she could still be alive. Rick hasn't killed anybody yet, Bianca cannot be the first. I refuse.

The Hesperides! That's why Ladon sounded so familiar! He was the dragon!

"'But--' Gurgle, gurgle, the naiad spoke in my mind." RICK!!!!!! FINISH YOUR GODDAMN SCENES FOR ONCE!!!!! THIS IS THE KIND OF STRESS AND ANTICIPATION THAT MAKES PEOPLE LOSE HAIR!!!!

I like that Grover, Percy and Thalia actually listened to Annabeth ramble about her special interest enough that they can just recall random facts like that. It's an adorable little friendship detail, but also fucking sad. I miss Annabeth.

Hah. "Dam". Let these kids swear. They deserve it.

"'Nah,' I said. 'Not that high.'" Aww, Percy's a good friend.

Hah. Statue fucking.

Oh no! Is Bessie the monster! No! But she's so cute!

PLEASE DON'T KILL THE BABY COW SNAKE

"'This is Atlas's mountain,' Zoë said." LET'S FUCKING GOOOOOOO

"'Yes,' Zoë said bleakly. 'Atlas is my father.'" THE GAME JUST FUCKING CHANGED

*after finishing chapter 18* ......... Fuck, man.

Wait, why isn't Hades a part of the Twelve Olympians? And why haven't we heard any mention of Demeter's demigod children? I can't remember the last time the Demeter Cabin was even mentioned, if it ever was.

Well, I guess Thalia joining the Hunters is a pretty roundabout way to have the prophecy be about Percy.

"But I will be watching, Percy Jackson. I do not approve of your friendship with my daughter." Well, then you're gonna hate what happens later.

Aww. Percy and Annabeth have matching battle scars. Sort of. Still sweet.

Oh, no, Nico.... Baby.....

"It was a statue of Hades, Lord of the Dead." OH FUCKING SHIT

"A son of Hades." OH FUCKING SHIT

HOLY SHIT, PAN HAS ENTERED THE CHAT

#pjo #pjo the titan's curse #the titan's curse #percy jackson spoilers #pjo spoilers #percy jackson and the titan's curse #percy jackson #nico di angelo #pjo thalia #bianca di angelo #zoe nightshade #grover underwood #annabeth chase #percy jackson the titan's curse

[trulytiredhermit]

With this yandere harem aka Gannon hylia links zeldas Malone dink we should probably give one or two things for reader to have a idea of a fighting spirit here so what about a reader who is the God of mischief like they cause chaos around them their not actually evil they kinda just bored some times it helps the good guys some times not like Zant I think his name is spelled like that from twilight princess as link stabbed Gannon the final blow to make sure he was dead Zant somehow connected to him moved his neck to break it but in this au maybe reader told Zant to do that . As for a reason for hylia zelda and the other yandere to simp how about reader also has a calm side to them singing a lullaby to wind and tetra at their bad times and maybe reader being the one who made the ocarina that bends time to help a friend aka hylia who I guess gave it to the royal family up to zelda of ocarina of time they are a help to people they just vibe with and more funnier idea how about the headcannon of of the idea of reader being able to change forms cause now we're just making a loki reader at this point

Ooooh. I’m down for Deity of Mischief Reader.

That would definitely help in explaining why Hylia, Ganon, and Fierce Deity have gone yandere for them. It’s because they’ve known them for as long as they’ve been around.

And yes, Reader wouldn’t be evil, or at least they don’t try to be. But they’re a god of Mischief, they’ve gotta do some pranks and whatnot around the world.

They are the ones who help/give the idea to the koroks about making puzzles for Link to solve.

They’re the ones who create riddles and whatnot in temples.

Hell they created the rupoor as a goof. I mean you can’t blame them! Links gave just looks so funny whenever he picked one up and lost money.

They also are the ones to give the skull kids their childlike mischievous personalities. Reader visits them monthly, always agreeing to play their games and helping them with coming up with newer ones.

And I picture that unlike Hylia and the Three, Reader actually travels the land. They integrate with the people, shifting into a form of a mischievous child to start a snowball fight with the others. They shift into an elegant deer, the most beautiful that anyone has seen, and they taunt the many hunters of the forest. Appearing to them from a distance and then jumping behind a tree and transforming once again into something smaller.

As you stated, Reader helped each of the Links out on their journey and perhaps they even helped each of the Zelda’s out too.

I’d like to imagine that while Reader may have helped the Links/Zeldas out practically they also gave them moments where they could just be themselves.

Helped to remind them that they were children at one point, that there was still good within the world, and that they did not need to always be hardened warriors helping everyone else but not themselves.

Of course the Links/Zeldas would wise up to who was doing such kind deeds for them. After all of the world knows the tales of Hylia, then they should certainly know the mischievous tales of Reader.

Reader is also like the polar opposite of Fierce Deity and was known to bother him constantly with their pranks. Of course he was annoyed with them at first but over the years he grew to love it.

And he especially missed them when he was trapped within the mask, perhaps by a jealous Hylia?

And as you stated with Deity Reader comforting the Chain during their bad times, I definitely agree. In fact, I believe that Reader has an especially soft side for children (after all who is more mischievous than the spirits of children?).

I also head cannon that they’re the ones who got the Yiga Clan to be so obsessive with bananas. Most likely from a prank they pulled on them where Reader told them the bananas would give them strength beyond their years or something and then just left them. Never pulled the wool off their eyes.

Also like the fact that Loki’s colors are literally green and gold? Beautiful, Reader will match up with the Chain so well.

And you’d think Reader would have a fighting chance given that they’re a literal deity. But you have to remember FD is a god too, and he got trapped within the mask.

So, it is possible for Reader’s yanderes to steal them away.

And don’t doubt that they won’t.

#numberonehere2008 #linked universe #yandere lu x reader #trulytiredhermit #linked universe x reader #FD x Reader #legit just everyone x reader

[fantomette22]

Bloody Crow 🐦‍⬛

A notre cher corbeau sanglant ! 

First impression

I despised him. 😐 

Seriously I spend more time trying to fight him than some other bosses XD I didn’t like him.

Impression now

Well… thanks to a dear friend of mine who really simp h24 for him who create such a wonderful and tragic backstory for him I… like him way more! I wish we knew more (because we know nothing on him!!!) There’s so much potential for many heart breaking stories.

Favorite moment

Euh… well his drip is cool I would say XD I love the cainhurst armor and crow cape. But bro only have 1 moment so 💀

Idea for a story

Well after the Cainhurst massacre happened what was he life like. How did he end up becoming the bloody crow ?

Unpopular opinion

Euh… does disliking & not understand the Alfred/ Crow ship count ? XD

Favorite relationship

Well it’s not confirmed but I would say with Eileen and Annalise !

Favorite headcanon

Hm 🤔 well he used to know Eileen really well (+ the first hunter of hunters, but I think this one might be a bit oblivious). He’s related to Lady Maria (depends the interpretations but in my main one he’s her godson, like a nephew).

He had crows too hehe

And I’m not sharing my entire story for him today so that’s it for now XD

bonus : I still enjoy the idea that he could be just a random foreigner who just stole stuff from the church to make his drip XD

Ask game here

#bloody crow of cainhurst #my asks #ask game

[desmondkane-of-ao3-fame]

I’m a little late to this, but I think the thing about Moring/mark (censored just in case) is that he’s the embodiment of popular Fanon. He occasionally posts a super interesting concept (most of which were made mid-show; more on that in a bit), but the majority of his comics fit into both canon, and more specifically, popular fanon, which is often… bland. Found family is reduced to “everyone around the same age is siblings unless they’re dating,” if someone is hurting, it’s nearly always their love interest (and just their love interest) that comforts them, everyone has one love interest or no love interests, etc.

I remember liking his Huntmira, Skarlow, and pre-ftf s3 comics about a rebellion on the Boiling Isles, and I think it says a lot that many of his most interesting comics were made mid-show, before certain aspects of canon and fanon were set in stone, and often including ships that weren’t the most popular. I stopped being interested in his comics entirely a little after the show ended. If you’ll excuse me for being cheesy, he’s more like Boringmark now.

Heh. Boringmark. I get it.

To be fair to Mark, I have friends who work on comics, and I’ll give him this: the fact he’s posted at least one comic a day, only taking days off for sickness, for several god damn years by this point, and still maintains ANY level of quality, much less the consistent levels he’s gotten to now, is absolutely absurd. Say what you want about his work but the man unquestionably puts a lot into it.

Still, I think you’re onto something, Anon.

Truth be told, it’s occurring to me that maybe what I’m really sad about are those wild days of the unknown in the fandom. I got into the show just a week before the hiatus between season 1 and 2, and I gotta say, one of the periods I look back on most fondly at is the time between 2A and 2B. We had just enough material to keep us excited (Cannon Lumity, Raeda, Lilith and Hooty’s friendship, ect.) but also enough unknowns to keep us speculating (How was Hunter and Amity’s relationship gonna develop after Eclipse Lake? How’s the Owl Gang gonna stop Belos’s endgame? And the really important question to me; Was Skara gonna get redeemed?). There was so much to consider, so much to think about. We were near the end game, but still had enough time to come up with fun new theories, fics, and art before the time was up. Even if almost all of it was absolutely wrong, it was fun to consider. Especially when it came to me and Skarlow.

I’ve said before I never expected Skarlow to be cannon. But I did think it had a chance of standing out as a popular fannon ship, in no small part thanks to Mark. No way you can look at his HootTube comic (still his funniest even without Skarlow) and tell me Skara isn’t simping for Willow HARD. If the show ended without Huntlow, I wonder, would he have dived head first into making Skarlow comics? Perhaps a longer series like his current Skinney one? I thought about that, honestly. Kinda hoped for it.

But then, Cannon Events occurred, and my dreams were dashed.

I wish Mark would make at least one Skarlow comic still. A oneshot, a simple piece of the two together that even if you have to squint could be seen as romantic. It be nice to see. But those days sadly died with ASIAS, and now all I really would like is for the fandom to one day take a bit more of an interest in fannon Willow ships and let my girls be happy together like they deserve to be, with or without Mark’s help.

[clangen-stories]

i have so many stories.... (and clans but. well. adhd) okay so first off this was a few months ago in one of my first few clans and i hardly remember anything but. i had a lesbian couple, rock & blaze. blaze had two kits (bc i have same-sex kits on) and they’re happy. they’re really in love, especially blaze, and my fav couple in a clan of like. 50 cats bc they’re so cute together. then, rock gets pregnant. it’s all well & i’m really happy for them until she gives birth and they’re NOT blaze’s. i decided that she didn’t tell anyone even tho i was sad n felt bad for blaze :( but yeah. when those kits are apprentices, rock gets pregnant aGAIN. and she cheats on blaze AGAIN. with the same cat. and that is when i realised it. the worst thing about it all. the cat rock was cheating on blaze with? bLAZE’S OWN FATHER. TWICE. and blaze was really close with him too :(( this time the text was abt him entering the den looking forward to co-parenting or smth so i made them break up and meditated to make blaze dislike her former mate & father for the shit they were pulling. like two months after her last litter rOCK GETS LOST. AND SHE NEVER RETURNS, INSTEAD DYING. so blaze ended up having to co-parent with her own father. i love her sm still she had sm bad luck and i feel so sorry for her :( she was so happy with rock.... :((

then i also had these two cats in another clan. rainhunter (new warrior) finds tadpole, soon tadpolepaw on a patrol, and he joins the clan. the next moon tadpole starts falling for tadpole, and the one after, rain starts crushing too. their romantic bars go up to 3/4ths and 1/2nd in the record speed of FIVE MOONS and then. rainhunter fucking dies. by protecting tadpole from a fire!! tadpolepaw, now tadpolecurl is devastated. doesn’t just gain grief, also lasting one. neither of them managed to confess while alive,, i actually made up lore around them—rain stays with him as a ghost since tadpole can see ghosts, and they actually get together after rain’s death. so, there’s not enough healers, and tadpole decides to become one even if he’s a warrior. all goes well, but he never falls in love again. cue to him being like 30 moons old, and a healer joining who looks EXACTLY like rain except for their eye colors. this was pure rng, but tadpole starts disliking her, more and more every moon, until he ends up murdering her. personally choosing to interpret it as him not being able to go on with her looking so so similar to his dead love of his life (and rain had a bloodthirsty trait, soo ghost rain encouraging him to do it <3). i eventually stopped playing this clan bc i lost motivation but. man. rainhunter and tadpolechase. fuck. (also their names !! hunter. chase. RAINhunter. TADPOLEchase. they are linked)

now after all this sadness, a silly funny one :3 in gardeniaclan i had a former kittypet join on moon 1. her name? wigglebutt. her full name after changing it to make it sound more clan-like? wigglebuttwhistle. she is amazing. on the same moon of her joining, the deputy thornsting falls for her. he also falls for some tom who’s name i forgot the moon after, but he loves both of them abt the same amount. a few moons in wigglebuttwhistle actually gains a tiny crush back on thorn, and the other tom he loves also likes him back. i haven’t really played more bc technically they’re for a clangen blog... but man i am so so rooting for the simp thornsting, his girlboss wife wigglebuttwhistle, and the random guy who’s name i forgot. i love them. i think i’ll cry if they don’t ever become a thing.

sorry this is so long but,, ramble ramble

NO THIS IS SO GREAT. RAMBLE ALL YOU LIKE

first of all that first story oh my god???? YOUR CLAN AND THE TRAGEDIES?

#it’s wigglebutt’s world and we’re living in it #i had a loner named peanut wigglebutt acrually she was wonderful #rock had that dog in her tbh #WITH YOUR DADDY IN LAW? #this is crazy acrually #anonymous clangen confession box

[photogirl894]

"Sun and Rain Part 2: Age of the Empire"

Chapter 8

"The Chain Code Escape"

A "Bad Batch" fanfic!

Pairing: Hunter x fem OC, Echo (more best friend pairing)

A/N: After all the crap I'd put you guys through recently, I felt I owed you something nice with that last chapter, so I'm glad so many of you loved it and were happy 😊 Seriously, I've been dying for months to get to that chapter!! This one is also a bit nicer, so enjoy!!

Taglist: @the-sad-batch , @nimata-beroya , @intrepidmare , @tmnt-leo-simp , @tech-aficionado , @ladykatakuri , @d1n0-dan , @sammi9498 , @darthzero22 , @scarlettroseog , @tech-deck , @thebadbatchscyare , @chxpsi , @ilikemymendarkandfictional , @4pplecider , @locitapurplepink , @l-lend , @nekotaetae , @eternalwaffle , @merkitty49

《 Chapter 7

》 Chapter 9

All chapters (Part 2) (Part 1)

Explanation: The Bad Batch help Cut's family escape Saleucami, but not without a few snags.

While Hunter was still quite irritated over the fact that Tech and Echo had gotten their ship impounded, Kimber went up to him, laid her hand on his arm and told him, “I know this wasn’t what you had in mind, but I think Tech’s idea might work. By hiding in the ship and having it taken to the impound lot, they’d have a better chance of sneaking in and getting the data for the chain codes. We have to trust them.”

Hunter groaned in frustration. “This had better work. I’m not losing my ship over this,” he said.

“You’re not losing your ship,” she assured him. “Now, while you help the others get everything ready, I need to find Suu.”

“I saw her go into the barn,” Cut informed her.

With that, Kimber jogged off over to the barn and, when she got inside, she found Suu checking around in one of the stalls.

“Just making sure we didn’t leave anything in here,” Suu told her.

As she walked inside, Kimber said to her, “I wanted to thank you, Suu, for your advice earlier, but I also wanted to tell you that I…won’t be needing to worry about it anymore.”

Suu raised an eyebrow. “Oh?”

Smiling, Kimber explained, “When I went after Hunter earlier, we ended up finally talking things over and…he told me he still wants to be with me, so we’re back together now.”

The Twi’lek grinned proudly. “That is wonderful news, Kimber. I had wondered what had happened to you two after I saw you disappear behind this barn. Though, I just assumed you were talking, as you said...or other things.”

Kimber’s throat tightened. “Other things?”

Suu cast her a knowing smirk and proceeded to lift up one of her hands. In it was Kimber’s leather headband. Kimber hadn’t even realized that she’d forgotten that and she could feel the heat rising in her cheeks immediately, realizing that Suu knew exactly what had happened in there.

“Good thing we released our eopies yesterday,” said Suu, tossing Kimber the headband. She could see the flustered and embarrassed look on Kimber’s face and she just chuckled. “Don’t worry, my dear. You’re not the only one who’s had a roll in the hay in here.” Then she winked at her.

A surprised squeak emitted from Kimber’s throat as she put the headband back on and she covered her mouth, unsure how to react to Suu’s remark.

Seeing her timidness, Suu just snickered again, but then went up and laid a hand on Kimber’s arm. “I am happy for you, Kimber; for both of you. I’m glad you no longer need to worry. Hunter is a stubborn one, but I get the feeling you can handle that.”

“I wouldn’t have fallen in love with him if I couldn’t,” Kimber replied, grinning.

“Well said,” said Suu. Then she stepped forward and gave Kimber a big hug. “I’m happy to have met you. Take care of Hunter and your boys,” she told her.

As Kimber hugged her back, she said in return, “I will…and please, take good care of Omega.”

Suu could hear the faint tremor in Kimber’s voice as she voiced her request. “You care about her. You don’t want to leave her, do you?”

Kimber’s embrace tightened. “No.”

“I could tell Hunter doesn’t want to either, but he’s trying to protect her.”

They came apart and Kimber said back, her voice a little strained, “I just…wish he could see that we can still protect her, too. I trust you and Cut, but Omega chose us. I don’t think she’ll be happy with this.”

The door to the barn then swung open and Cut’s head poked inside. “Ladies, we’re almost ready to go,” he stated.

“We’re coming, dear,” Suu replied before she and Kimber started walking to the door. Then she said to comfort Kimber, “Everything will work out the way it’s supposed to. Omega will be in good hands.”

In response, all Kimber could do was give her a tiny, thankful smile.

“By the way, I had Echo take your rifle back to the ship while you were with Hunter, in case you’re wondering where that’s at,” Suu told her.

Kimber chuckled nervously as they got out the door. “I honestly had forgotten about that,” she said.

“Naturally,” Suu teased her.

Suu went over to her husband, kissed him sweetly and the two of them walked back towards the house. Kimber found herself standing in place, watching them for a moment and then looking over the house before her. Cut and Suu really had a good life here on Saleucami and now, the Empire was forcing them to leave it. They had a nice house, good land, enough food to feed their family, a strong marriage and two sweet children. It really seemed like the perfect life. She couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy. This was something she hoped one day she could have…with Hunter.

At that moment, Hunter came through the door and handed some things to Jek, who ran off to add them to the pile of supplies lying in the yard. Hunter then looked up and his eyes found her, a pleasant grin crossing his face as he saw her. She gave him a smile back from across the way. Seeing him standing there in front of the house, dressed in civilian clothes and smiling lovingly at her was the beginning of a perfect dream she could envision of a life with Hunter. While it might be far away for the time being, it was a dream she would hold onto to help her get through the hard times they would surely have until then.

One day, she would have a home with him. One day, they would have a happy life together.

One day…she would surely marry him.

That realization hit Kimber like a blaster bolt to the chest. Now that they were together again and she was finally truly happy, she knew she would never let him go again and she wanted what Cut and Suu had for her and Hunter. She wanted them to stay together for the rest of their lives. Obviously, she knew it wouldn’t happen anytime soon, not with the current predicament of them and their squad being fugitives, but she was certain that marriage was inevitable for them. At least, in her mind, it was and she was willing to wait until the time was right, even if it was years down the road. She had already decided long ago that Hunter was worth waiting for. Though, she had no idea what Hunter’s thoughts on it would be. She wasn’t sure if Clones even had marriage customs at all. Most likely not since they were made to solely be soldiers. Maybe it was too soon to be thinking about such a thing after having just decided to be a couple again, but even so, Kimber made her choice in that very moment. If Hunter ever decided to ask her to marry him; even if he were to ask her right then and there, she would accept without hesitation and be his wife and he would be her husband.

“You all right?”

Kimber blinked and all of a sudden, Hunter was only a couple feet away, striding towards her. Having seemingly been lost in a daydream about someday being his bride, she hadn’t even noticed that he was coming her way until his voice broke her thoughts. He approached her, his hands coming up to her arms, and he looked down at her with a hint of concern.

When she didn’t answer him right away, he repeated, “Are you all right, my love?”

She hummed quietly and smiled, still happy at hearing him call her that again. “I am. Just thinking,” she answered.

“What were you thinking about?” he inquired.

Knowing she couldn’t reveal her true thoughts to him, she just grinned and told him instead, “Just how handsome you look in those clothes.”

He gave her a curious look. “Really? With how lost in thought you seemed, I would almost guess you weren’t thinking about my clothes,” he said.

“You’re right,” she said before smirking flirtatiously at him, knowing exactly what would get him. “I was really thinking about how handsome you look underneath them.”

Narrowing his eyes and grinning, he playfully leaned down and touched his forehead to hers, looking right into her eyes. “Don’t tempt me, sweetheart,” he warned her amusingly before stealing a quick kiss from her.

“I saw that!” they heard Wrecker cry out. When they both directed their attention to him, he was hoisting up a box over his poncho-covered shoulders with a pleased smirk as he then threw his head back, making his wide-brimmed hat flap around, and exclaimed, “Finally!”

Both Kimber and Hunter chuckled bashfully.

With Wrecker’s exclamation having caught the attention of everyone else, Shaeeah went up to them and asked with wide, awe-filled eyes, “Are you two in love like Mom and Daddy?”

“It would seem they are,” answered Cut, coming up behind her and putting a hand on her shoulder. Then he grinned at Hunter and Kimber and nodded his head, appearing impressed as well as proud.

Kimber snickered with gratitude at Cut’s clear approval. He and his family now knew about them and Wrecker knew. They would have to tell Echo and Tech when this was all over…but then her heart fell as she then realized that Crosshair wouldn’t know. He had been such a strong supporter of her and Hunter from the start and she recalled him being irritated with Hunter when he wasn’t choosing to get back together with her. It pained her knowing he wasn’t there to be a part of this. Not that long ago, he would’ve been glad for them, but now…she didn’t have an inkling of how he would react if he found out. He wouldn’t know for a long time…if ever at all.

She missed him…painfully so.

Her train of thought was cut short when she heard Cut announce that it was time for them to leave. Pushing those thoughts of her former partner out of her mind, she went ahead and helped collect some of Cut and Suu’s belongings, getting ready to head to the spaceport.

Lucky for them, the trek to the spaceport was the easy part. It was getting in and getting the chain codes from Tech that would be difficult. They made their way through the town towards the docking bay where the shuttle was.

As they got just outside the port, Wrecker accidentally bumped his head on a low beam and Hunter asked into his commlink, “Tech, we're in the spaceport. What is your status?”

“In progress. The encryption shouldn't be a problem,” they heard Tech reply.

The group kept going with Cut and Hunter at the front, Suu and the kids in the middle and then Wrecker and Kimber at the rear. The three Clones kept their heads down and faces hidden whenever any of the Clone troopers walked by so they wouldn’t be recognized. The soldiers monitoring all the movement in the streets were making the two kids nervous.

Jek sidled up to his mom and said, “Mom, I don't like this.”

“Everything will be okay,” Suu assured him, appearing calm so he would be less scared.

Hunter then said into his comm to Tech, “Hurry up. We need those chain codes to get them on the shuttle, or we're going to have to blast our way out of here.”

“Don't worry. I can slip through security unnoticed and deliver the disks to you momentarily,” Tech told him.

After Hunter lowered his comm, Kimber made the comment, “Security seems really tight around here. I hope Tech’s got a good plan to get in here.”

“Tech’s smart. He’s got it, no problem,” Wrecker said confidently.

The line moved further up and a minute or so later, more troopers walked by the line, informing everyone to have their chain codes out and ready for inspection. Cut, Hunter and Wrecker all subtly turned or lowered their heads to hide their faces again.

Hunter’s comm beeped again and he held it up to hear Tech saying, “The chain codes are en route... with Omega.”

“By herself?” Hunter immediately blurted out in shock. “You let her go by herself?” Then he right away signaled with his head to Wrecker to go off and find Omega. Wrecker handed the box he carried to Cut and ran off the other direction.

“Well, we didn't let her go. She ran off on her own,” Tech clarified.

“If something happens to her…,” said Hunter.

Kimber came up beside him, laid a hand on his shoulder and told him, “Calm down, love. I’ll go with Wrecker and make sure she gets through safely.”

Without waiting for a response from him, she darted off after Wrecker. She did want to help find Omega and make sure she got to the group safely with the chain codes, but the greater reason in her mind for leaving the group was because she knew Hunter had yet to tell Omega that he was sending her with Cut and Suu. She didn’t want to be around for that and to see Omega’s sad disappointment. She knew she wouldn’t be able to bring herself to say goodbye. Omega might resent her for it, but Kimber didn’t have much of a choice in the matter.

“Wrecker, wait up!” she called out as she got next to him.

Just then, they could hear the wailing of a Droid very close by; just up around a corner. In only a couple of strides, Wrecker came around, spotted Omega on the ground in front of an astromech Droid and gave one firm pound into its head, disabling it, before knocking it over.

“That hit the spot,” Wrecker proclaimed, getting down on a knee and helping Omega up to her feet. Then his commlink went off and Echo’s voice came through, telling him they could use some help back at the ship. After assuring him he and Kimber were on their way, Wrecker told Omega with a pat on the shoulder, “They’re waiting for you at the dock. Better get going.”

Omega gave him and Kimber a nod and ran off with the chain codes. Kimber watched Omega as she ran off and pushed herself over the railing to get to the others. How she wished she could’ve given Omega a big hug before they left, but she knew there was no time. She was going to miss the little blonde sweetheart.

Just after Omega got away, three Clone soldiers came around the corner and spotted them. “Halt! Where are you going?” one of them asked Kimber and Wrecker.

“Uh…,” Wrecker simply replied, caught off guard.

Then Kimber stepped up and lied, “My brother got lost and accidentally wandered over here. I was just bringing him back.”

“Show me your chain codes, citizens,” one of the other troopers ordered them, seemingly not buying into Kimber’s lie.

Then Wrecker replied, “Sure, I got it right here.” He opened up one hand in the air in front of them, revealing his empty palm, Then he exclaimed, “Oh right, must be in this hand.” Then, swifter than the regs expected, Wrecker brought both hands up and smashed all three of their heads together, knocking them out.

“Nicely done,” Kimber complimented him, holding her hand up for a high-five, which he gladly gave her.

However, their victory was short-lived as another small group of regs came around the other corner and she cried out, “Time to go!” as the soldiers began firing at them and the two of them ran quickly back towards the Marauder, avoiding the blasterfire. As they ran, they both picked up the blaster rifles of the unconscious soldiers. Kimber realized as she ducked behind some boxes close to the ship that the weapon was a Blaster Carbine rifle: the one kind she’d always had trouble with. As sparks from the blaster bolts flew over her head from impacting the crates, she steeled herself as the thoughts of the last time she’d used a Blaster Carbine returned to her mind…of Hunter’s arms around her, guiding her arms up and her hands down the barrel of the rifle, his chest right up against her back, his warm breath and deep voice in her ear, the intoxication she had felt at having him so close to her at the time…no, she couldn’t think of that right now! She had to remember the actual training part of that, not everything else. There was no time! She popped back out from behind the large metal crate she hid behind, gripped the blaster rifle tight in her hands and began to fire. There was still the kick from the blasts that she expected, but with her hand tight on the barrel, she had a better grip and was able to control the kickback better. It was a good thing because the regs were not letting up.

As she fell back behind her cover, she called out to Tech and Echo, “What did you two do?”

“Echo’s taking his own sweet time getting the boot off, so we got caught,” Tech called after taking a couple shots.

“I told you you’re welcome to come do this yourself if you think you can do better!” Echo cried back at him, irritated.

“You two are hopeless,” commented Kimber as she stood back up and fired back at the soldiers. “Call Hunter. We need to get out of here now!”

Tech gave her a nod, took more shots back at the regs and then ducked down again so he could comm Hunter.

Kimber could only hope that Hunter was ready to go at that moment. She’d hoped that he had gotten Omega off safely with Cut and Suu. She hoped that Omega didn’t hate them, even though only she and Hunter knew what was going on. Moreover, she hoped Wrecker, Tech and Echo wouldn’t resent her and Hunter for sending Omega off and not telling them.

Before long, Wrecker launched one of the crates at the soldiers just as Hunter arrived and Kimber watched as, like a hero in a holomovie, he jumped onto the crate as it landed and soared through the air, launching himself toward the nearest soldier and connecting his knee to their face, before hitting the ground and grabbing another soldier’s rifle while simultaneously punching him straight in the helmet. He disarmed the soldier and shot him, before firing upon another soldier closeby.

“That’s my Sergeant,” she thought proudly.

Hunter hoisted himself over the crates to the other side for cover next to Tech, who commented to him, “Glad you could make it.”

As the firefight with the regs continued, Hunter questioned, “What are we waiting for?”

“The clamp’s still magnetized. The system’s not responding,” Echo responded.

As Wrecker ran over to help get the boot taken care of, Kimber ran from her original over to where Hunter was, got down on the ground beside him and asked quietly, “It’s done then?”

Knowing she was referring to Omega, his face fell slightly as he gave a nod and answered, “It’s done.”

A few seconds later, they heard the creaking and crashing of the boot being forcefully removed by Wrecker and Hunter ordered everyone to move and get on the ship. Tech and Echo got in first while Hunter, Wrecker and Kimber continued to hold off the soldiers.

“Wait, Omega’s not back!” Wrecker pointed out.

With a sorry look on his face, Hunter told him, “Wrecker…she’s not--”

“Wait for me!”

In response to the cry they heard, all their heads turned and, to their astonishment, they saw Omega waving to them on the other side of the barrier, quickly darting into the impound lot to evade the guards. Kimber was startled but no less relieved. Omega had come back! She must’ve come running after Hunter had left her, but it was clear she wasn’t leaving with Cut and Suu after all. Kimber’s relief was short-lived, though, as a reg lying on the ground sat up and grabbed her by the legs to subdue her.

“Omega!” Kimber cried out and both she and Hunter leapt from the open ramp to the ship to the ground to help the young girl.

Hunter went straight for Omega, shooting down the guard that was manhandling her, while Kimber covered him and shot at the other guards coming their way. Once she was released, Omega ducked behind Hunter for safety.

“Go!” Kimber cried out to Hunter, who urged Omega behind him to run to the ship. Kimber continued to shoot at the regs, keeping them at bay, while Hunter and Omega ran to the Marauder. She heard the sound of a ship overhead and, when her eyes lifted to the sky, she saw the shuttle taking off.

Cut, Suu and their kids finally got away and were now safe. Hopefully, they could meet again someday.

“Kimber, come on!” yelled Wrecker once Hunter and Omega jumped inside.

With that, Kimber dashed back to the ship, grasping Wrecker’s outstretched hand that pulled her in as she got onto the ramp that was raising up as the ship was lifting up into the air, taking off and leaving Saleucami behind them.

Kimber spotted Omega right away, dropped to her knees and pulled Omega into a tight hug, surprising the girl slightly. “Omega, you’re okay! I’m so relieved!” she exclaimed.

“Yeah, I’m okay. I got back just in time,” Omega said back.

The two of them looked to the side and found that Hunter had removed himself to the back cabin of the ship, sitting in front of the navicomputer and typing things out on the keys, appearing deep in thought.

“I think Hunter’s mad at me,” said Omega in a sad voice.

Kimber put a hand on her shoulder. “I don’t think so,” she told the young girl. “He wanted you to be safe.”

“You know what he did?” Omega asked.

Hanging her head in shame, Kimber answered, “I did…but it’s okay now. You made your choice and you’re here. Though, you should probably go talk to Hunter.”

With a small nod, Omega made her way over to where Hunter sat. He turned in his chair when he noticed her approaching and just looked at her, saying nothing, but there was a mixture of emotions in his face: disappointment, melancholy, anticipation…but also a hint of solace. Kimber hung back by the cockpit, giving Omega and Hunter a little privacy, but she also wanted to hear how things went in case she needed to step in.

Omega then spoke up nervously at first, but then becoming more insistent, “I know I made a mistake and...I have a lot to learn...but you don't have to get rid of me. I left Kamino with you. This is where I wanna be.”

Kimber peeked around the edge of the doorway, watching Hunter carefully for his reaction. He seemed uncertain at first, but then his expression softened.

He told Omega, “Tell you the truth, kid, I guess I've got a lot to learn too. If this is where you want to be…then this is where you'll stay.”

A smile of ease crossed Kimber’s face. She was proud of Hunter. He didn’t reprimand Omega for not leaving with Cut’s family, he didn’t insist on finding something else to do with her just so she would be safe; he was accepting that she was there to stay. Then she watched as Omega sat down in the chair beside him and looked up at the computer screen. Hunter was watching the kid when she wasn’t looking and Kimber could see gladness in his face. She smiled even more, knowing right away that secretly, Hunter was glad Omega was still with them.

As she slowly came out into the doorway between the cockpit and the cabin, Hunter caught her gaze and she gave him a sweet smile, silently showing him that she was proud of him. Then she walked up behind Omega and told her, “You, my dear, should probably get some rest. Though, where are we going to put you?”

“We…do have an extra bunk,” Hunter said hesitantly.

Kimber’s breath hitched, knowing he was referring to Crosshair’s old bunk.

Though, before she could say anything, Omega replied in protest, “No, no, I don’t want to take his room or any of your rooms. It just wouldn’t feel right to me. I really don’t need much. I can sleep in a chair or the gunner’s mount.”

“Omega, I don’t think--” Kimber started to say.

“No, really, it’s okay,” Omega insisted, turning in her chair to look up at Kimber with her big doe eyes.

“Well…if you’re sure,” relented Kimber. “Then get up in the gunner’s mount and get some sleep. Let any of us know if you need anything.”

Omega nodded, pushed herself off the chair and made her way to the ladder to the gunner’s mount, but then stopped, turned around and said, “Tech, Echo and I heard you guys on the comms earlier. You were making weird noises.”

“No, no, Omega--!” cried out Echo from the front, but he cut himself off when he realized it was too late.

“What were you doing?” she then asked.

Both Hunter and Kimber were confused for a second, but when they turned around and saw the mortified look on Echo’s face, it hit them immediately. Hunter facepalmed and Kimber brought her hands to her mouth to stifle a gasp, her eyes wide and both of their faces turning red from embarrassment.

“We’ll…explain it to you another time, Omega. Right now, it’s time to sleep,” Hunter told her, trying to keep his composure in front of her.

Omega just shrugged, said “okay” and proceeded to climb up the ladder to the gunner’s mount, where she curled up into the chair. Once she was up there, both Kimber and Hunter quickly but quietly went over to the cabin, their eyes wide with shock.

“You guys heard us? How?” Kimber almost hissed at them.

“Don’t blame us. Hunter’s comm was left on,” Tech simply replied without even looking back at them.

Hunter pinched the bridge of his nose in response.

Echo, peeking through the fingers of his good hand, droned to them, “Believe me, we’re thrilled you two are back together now…but should you two engage in that again, I’m begging you: please make sure your commlinks are off. I don’t want to hear anything like that again for as long as I live.”

“I am in agreement,” added Tech.

Wrecker, who was just sitting near the back doing lifts with Gonky, simply said, “I don’t even know what you guys are talking about.”

“It’s best you don’t know, Wrecker,” Kimber told him and he just reacted with an indifferent shrug as he kept going with his exercises. Then she directed her attention back to Tech and Echo, her cheeks still bright red. “We are so sorry, we had no idea.”

Partially-teasing, Echo just said, “Well, ‘sorry’ isn’t going to help me unhear all those sounds that are now permanently ingrained in my head.”

“In that case, consider it payback for all the teasing you’ve ever given me,” she replied, giving him a playful shove in the arm.

He just groaned in exasperation.

“With that humiliation in mind, I’m getting some sleep,” Hunter stated before turning on his heel and walking to the back of the ship, disappearing around the corner where the bunk area was.

Kimber watched him for a moment, feeling as though she should follow him. Though, for some reason, she hesitated. Yes, they were a couple again, but she was tentative on joining him in his room. She didn’t know why. It might’ve been because he didn’t specifically ask her to join him or maybe he just assumed she would when she was ready and didn’t feel the need to say anything.

A few seconds passed and then she decided she would go back. She bade the other three a good night and then cantered towards the back area. However, when she turned the corner, she was a bit surprised to see Hunter standing there, his arm propped up on the door and his head leaning against his forearm, his eyes cast downward.

“Hunter? What’s wrong?” she asked, concerned.

A sigh escaped his lips. “For a moment, I was hesitant to go inside. I don’t know what I’m going to find on the other side of this door,” he said quietly.

Even though she wasn’t entirely sure what he meant, she could see that something was on his mind. She came up beside him and asked, hoping to be of some help to him, “Well…what do you want to find?”

His head rotated and his dark brown eyes found her amber ones and he just gazed at her briefly. His arm came down, he stepped closer to her, their bodies almost touching, and his hands found ownership of both of hers. There was warmth and sincerity in the way he looked at her, even something desirous and beseeching.

Grasping her hands with gentle strength, he told her, his voice full of longing, “I want to find you, Kimber…all of you. I can't spend another night without you.”

It then dawned on her that this was his way of asking her to join him in his bunk again like they used to. She smiled and shook her head, thinking it was silly how he didn’t just outright ask her that and instead, found some roundabout way to do it. He was strange and stubborn sometimes, but that didn’t change how much she loved the man standing before her.

“You’ll always find me, no matter where you go…and you know that,” she replied softly. “You told me that yourself once.”

He lightly chuckled. “I guess I did,” he said, a relaxed grin on his face. Then he pressed the button to the door, making it swish open, and gradually walked backwards into the room, leading her by their joined hands inside, their gaze upon each other never breaking. Then after the door closed, he then said to her, “You were right about Omega.”

Despite wanting to take the chance at saying “I told you so”, she decided against it and said in reply, “She really is wiser than you give her credit for. She owned up to her decision with you; she knows what staying with us means. She knows what she wants.” She stepped forward, let go of one of his hands and brought her hand up to his warm cheek. “We’ll do everything we can to train her and protect her, I promise. I’m proud of you for accepting her decision.”

Hunter didn’t say anything back, but he smiled down at her in response.

Her thumb brushed his cheek down to his chin and she took notice of an indentation in his skin that she hadn’t seen before. Curiously, she said, “You know, I've seen all of your hidden scars yet somehow, I’ve never noticed that you have a small scar on your chin.” There was a small curved line at the base of his chin that was so light, it had taken her this long to see it.

Chuckling timidly, Hunter replied, “Yeah...that was a bad scrap. The other guy, though…I uh…roughed him up pretty good.”

Kimber, however, didn’t buy his story at all and she gave him a teasing smirk. “You cut yourself twirling your vibroblade, didn’t you?” she asked straightforwardly.

Hunter stammered, startled that she had seen right through him, but gave up trying to act innocent. “How did you…?”

"Because I know you, darling,” she replied, stealing a kiss from him. “It really wasn’t that hard to figure out. I know how much you love to show off how good you are with your knife."

"I mean, if it gets people's attention…," he stated. Then his arms snaked their way around her slender waist. "It got your attention, didn't it?"

Placing her hands on his chest, she just snickered. "It was far more than your knife twirling skills that captured my attention."

"Yeah? Tell me, sweetheart."

"Well…for starters, your handsome face was what got me initially…your eyes that could make any woman catch their breath, your fit form and your skills in battle…but more so than any of those, it was your caring soul and compassionate nature that drew me to you from the very beginning and they continue to do so now. How you've been with Omega...makes me love you even more than I already do."

With a grateful, loving look in his eyes, Hunter leaned forward and dotingly pressed a kiss to Kimber's forehead before replying, "I could take every word you just said and apply them to you, too. I can't think of anything better to say…other than that I love you more than words can describe." His head came forward until their foreheads reverently connected. "I know we have a long road ahead of us with the Empire, with Omega...but with you by my side, I know we can weather any storm together."

There was nothing more that needed to be said, so Kimber tilted her head up, her lips pining for his touch, and he obliged, closing the remaining distance between them and kissing her deeply. With so many uncertainties before them, it was clear above everything else that their love was the one thing they knew that they could hold onto.

#star wars the bad batch #the bad batch #bad batch hunter #bad batch fanfic #hunter x oc fic #sun and rain fanfic

[keikoyume]

Hey there! Bee again! Coffee husbands ficlet is going well :) If it's alright, I wanted to know what all your ships/pairings are when it comes to little nightmares. I'm a person who lives exploring dynamics, and I'm really interested to see what you personally enjoy or don't enjoy. Thanks!

–Bee :)

Heyooooo thanks for your question!

Except DoctorxHunter, I don’t have a lot of different relationships repeating themselves among my AUs

But here are my lists!

I’d say:

For my ‘Regular AU’ which is trying to stick to the game’s canon, I’m slowly making the ‘DocxHunter’ less present for canon reason, it’s still implied but from now on, if I had to draw/write big romances between Doc and Hunter, I’ll try to make that in other AUs for avoiding being too ‘out of characters’.

Aside this ship, I like to think the relation between Roger and the first chef is serious and canon, thanks to the LN twitter account xD

For the Disaster Family AU, DxH is implied but not fully developed.

There’s no shipping between them in the Caterpidoc AU for obvious reasons: Doc is genuinely a threat and Hunter hates him. But I’d say Hunter has some kind of a crush on the Ferryman (it’s not mutual).

Mafia AU is not a serious story, I think I just use that for projecting myself on Hunter just for simping over Doc xD

And for the Coffee Shop AU…

Instead of words, here a graphic

That’s a lot of drama and love here.

For the ship I don’t enjoy:

I’d just say I don’t like the ship between Six and Mono because it sounds too ‘obvious’ or cliché, I just prefer imagining they are best friends who are doing their best for surviving in a really creepy world! Having children facing big monsters together is a story trope I really love and adding romance in that just feels out of place or just cliché to me.

For the most famous ship which is Thin ManxLady:

I’d say I have difficulties for understanding this shipping since none of the characters are really linked (I consider Six being different from the Lady) BUT as someone who ships Doc and Hunter LOL, I don’t have the right to say anything xDD Also, the fandom managed to create funny dynamics between them so I find the content enjoyable!

hErE

Thank you for reading my rambling post this far!

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[a-bio-hero-writer]

Okay here’s an idea, headcanon with Sidorak x female!reader. Where reader is his Queen instead of Roodaka, pre-Web of Shadows mainly.

I had no idea how to start this, but when I finally sat down it went quite smoothly - well… except for the gif but that’s normal. Hope you will enjoy despite the far-too-long of a delay :))

Fairly sure he met the, at the time, crush while trying to get a position at among the Dark Hunters

The said crush must’ve impressed him with a unique fighting style

He might or might not have got distracted during his training leading him to fail faster

But hey, he got to meet the one and only from his dreams, so he wasn’t exactly feeling let down

Simp

His darling wants something? It’s already purchased

“Is there anything that catches your eyes dear?”

“I was thinking about a gem from that material.” 

Cue the love interest pointing at the literal seal in which Teridax is trapped 

“Okay, now how big do you want the gem to be?”

“Big.”

“Alright, that can be arranged.”

Next day the thing is already delivered fully polished to the doorstep

For a person with so much power, he’s pretty much touch-starved 

He definitely enjoys hugs, but at the same time is sorta unwilling to ask for them, because reputation

That is unless he’s desperate

And let’s be fair, that can happen quite often actually

Fights rarely occur, but the horde is twice as careful when they, in fact, do happen

Here’s an actual conversation after the two had a fight, and so he reaches out to Vakama for help

“How do you lose a woman?!”

“You forget to cherish her.”

“Excuse you you little spiriah, you dare say I didn’t cherish her? ME?!”

“Did you?” 

He said it more as a joke but hey, that’s Sidorak we’re considering in this scenario, Vakama should’ve known better

“… Oh no, you’re right, I'm such a horrible person-”

Apologises with gifts but also pours his heart out into poems

A true hopeless romantic

He once legitimately cried after waking up from a dream

“Si, what’s wrong?”

“I had a dream I chose a different woman over you I’m sorry-”

He just loves with his whole heart and he doesn’t want anything to change

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[neuvistar]

HAI BFF ‼️‼️ i had this thought in mind and would like to share it with u: a fellow and cultured blade simp.

also ps: spoilers warning for blade’s real name,,,

imagine if like, u see the past blade aka the one where before shit goes down and all, before he becomes a stellaron hunter. his name is yingxing and hes basically a nicer and gentle version of blade.

now imagine a threesome with them 👀👀 like one is a service and gentle dom while the other aka blade coughs is a hard and rough dom 😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨 idk abt u but i can definitely take them in a fight :3 !

he had such a pretty name damn </3

OH GREAT HEAVENS. new fic idea (once i finish the rest of the other fics……… oops) ngl tho if i suddenly saw both of them one night i would scream n be absolutely terrified, cuz like?? double blades??? Uhmmm… okay.

mhm mhm mhm! i feel like yingxing’s touch us absolutely deadly, it’s so gentle and soft like even just the slightest touch from him you’re already melting in his arms, he’s so so sweet w u, always willing to fulfil ur needs anytime he gets n while he’s there, we also got a menace (spoiler it’s blade) on the other side n he’s just so rough, someone needs to tell this man to calm down bc he fucks u like it’s his last time fucking u like ur not even going anywhere yet he has a death grip on your thighs, threesomes w them r so exhausting n tiring bc u got one man who’s treating u as if u were a feather or a princess n u got another one who’s cursing and grabbing at u telling u that u need to stop whining n that u could take their cocks perfectly fine 😭

it’s just like the jingren situation except i’m pretty sure yingxing is FARRRR more nicer n sweeter with u, expect praises and soft gentle touches from him while expect some daily manhandling and a teensy weensy bit of degradation from blade <3 mm i think in this situation yingxing is the safest option to run to bc if blade’s being all mean i can already imagine poor u just nuzzling against his neck n mumbling how much of a meanie bladie is :(( always running to yingxing for protection, bc u love how MUCH nicer he is than blade !!

(i would also take them in a fight!)

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[sleepyditto]

Cold

A/N: what better way to return than with an angst fic

CW: gn reader,angst no comfort

Cold.

The ruin guard in Brightcrown Mountains posed a threat to the safe and tranquil atmosphere of Mondstadt. For Rosaria though, the bulk of a machine was nothing more than a nuisance to her otherwise break she relished from parting church duties. But apparently no one other than her was either capable either or currently busy with other affairs in the Land of Freedom, so ultimately the duty befell upon her. She was expecting it to be quick, nothing too much of hassle that she couldn’t handle.

You however, thought and felt different.

You, however, was not one to accept the possibility of your girlfriend risk a huge injury-having a sketchy idea of the danger Ruin Guards possessed. Overhearing the report from the drunken knights who had been relieved for the day was more than enough to send you running out the gates of Mondstadt and towards the wilderness of Brightcrown Mountains. You obviously knew this type of business was something Rosaria was able to handle on her own,even without any risk of injury. But as her lover, that logic did not apply, you were going to go after her no matter what.

When you finally reached to where Rosaria was, the Ruin Guard was long beaten and frozen to the ground, its core pierced through by another one of Rosaria’s sleek polearms to deal with annoyances like these. She looked unscathed from a distance, after all this was just a particular lone ruin guard, not the invasion of Mondstadt itself. Yet your concern paired with your meticulous eye for detail pertaining to injuries on her, sensing this one had put up a bit more of a fight than the others.

“Rosaria!!!Areyoualrightareyouokaygoshyoulookhurtletmeseethatpleasepleasedon”teverleaveme-”

“Woah, calm down,there’s no need to get so worked up about it or…whatever.”, replied Rosaria with an annoyed tone. Rosaria was never really one used to having someone behind her back, having adapted to fending on her own since infanthood. Mentally, that had not changed. Physically, not before you came along, your romantic outlook on life making you seem like a giant simp to those outside, when in actual fact you were just passionate about loving those you loved. This surprisingly did not bother Rosaria much, adding the fact that she had to deal with pestering church nuns who would be objectively seen as less annoying compared to your antics. She was not fully approving of it though, unsurprisingly.

“I’m fine, why are you actually here besides? It’s not safe for someone like you especially if there was a nuisance like this roaming around.”, she inquired. “B-but I couldn’t rest with you out there in mind, what if-”

“Go now. Don’t think about coming back here.”came her swift reply and she disappeared off into the nearby woods quite possibly to escape you and to check on any other threats in the area. Once again,you were left behind with your thoughts, with a possible wishful thinking that Rosaria would at the very least know that she still had somewhere she needed to return.

It didn’t seem that way.

Yet another threat of Treasure Hoarders gathering in the corner of Springvale, duty called for Rosaria to be there again,as expected she went off on her own, this was also no big threat to her after all and your care was quickly dismissed.

Same could be said for the Fatui camping out at the base of Dragonspine, where again,she came,she defeated them, she left and you were once again left behind.

Or that time a Ruin Hunter was roaming near Daduapa Gorge, where she took care of it and left you in the dust.

And it happened with other enemies…

And again…

And again…

And again…

Well,that was until,

“ROSARIA!!!”

This one had not been so routine like the others. The Frostarm Lawachurl was a brute force to be reckoned with,even for someone like Rosaria. Her almost unrivalled and unmatched skill as a swift slayer was still not enough of match to the hulking strength and speed of the beast. So happened to you were out in Dragonspine for the umpteenth time to find Rosaria after the rumours of her going out to eliminate a threat there. But this was an exception. No longer were you left in the dust, you were faster this time or perhaps just too slow to the scene.

The lawachurl was gone, but Rosaria was clear in sight, albeit not a promising one.Covered head to toe in blood from both ends, her polearm clearly having seen better days. As if nothing actually happening to her was already haunting to you, her actually being dealt a blow shattered you whole, sprinting across the frigid cold of Dragonspine in inadequate clothing,but that was far from the top of your concerns now, though.

Yet something felt different, although you could not pinpoint your thoughts to exactly where. Sure, the love of your life you had so dearly cared for was injured right in front of you, but Rosaria had an expression on her face that one would not normally associated with her-a look of being terrified, her widened eyes saying it all,she had clearly underestimated the threat she had to deal with, no longer it just being a nuisance.Her mouth was agape, blood around it, and her face had turned pale-wait it was pale? It could be the Dragonspine climate after all, or she could have just been unconscious from the fight or…

Blood. You then saw the wound at her chest as you got closer. Anxiety turned to denial as you ran in desperation towards her, hoping,hoping that by some miracle, she would still be alive-the Rosaria simply brushing you off and being on her way. The irony of how you wished for that to happen now when presented with the scene in front of you, as you held her motionless and lifeless body in the cold winter, as you thought to yourself about whether she realised how right you were all along, how maybe if you had arrived a bit earlier you could have in any way helped her, how…but it is all too late now,as the the tears from heartbreak from not being able to tell her what you had always always wanted to say to her.

“I love you Rosaria, I truly did,”

Cold.

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