#I wants to help!!! it's just moss it can't DO anything but it wants to help!! I love it

[a-lonely-dunedain]

12.............. with Corunir?

So you have chosen... Tur-Morva. *evil laughter* wherein the rescue instance goes horribly awry in a canon-compliant way

“Eth… Help me” Ethedis hears a weak but familiar voice behind her, one that she would be overjoyed to hear in any other circumstances and speaking any other words. She was a split moment from sprinting down the tunnel, where she had heard Bregadir frantically calling for a healer mere seconds ago. 

Instead, she stops and pivots around to see Corunir collapsed on one knee, breathing heavily and bleeding more so, a deep shadow of crimson growing beneath him. Horror sets in the pit of her stomach.

She stoops to steady him just in time as he falls forward into her arms. “I think… wounds reopened…” he mutters faintly as Ethedis struggles to reposition him to asses his injury. 

“Corunir…?” No response “…Corunir!” She calls frantically, still to no avail. He’s fading fast. She fights to bury the panic welling up in her heart. She has to stay calm if she is to have any hope of saving him. She prays someone else heard Bregadir’s call for a healer, she cannot help both of them.

There is a long cut on his stomach, that seems to be the primary source of the blood. The wound is not fresh, seeming days old yet healing very poorly. No doubt an injury sustained during the Grey Company’s capture and left to fester after he was thrown into that dark cell, just beyond the reach of his kin. It seems to have reopened in the battle. His strength has already been long spent, and this rapid loss of blood would be enough to push him over the edge. His face is pale and his breath slows with each moment, he is minutes away from death.

She puts her hand to the wound, applying as much pressure as she can in her already weakened state. “Please… just hang on. Just a little longer…” she pleads, blinking away tears. He cannot hear her. 

She takes a deep breath and turns her mind outwards, beyond herself and this small corridor. She does not know how deep below the earth they are, but deep enough that she cannot hear the slumbering trees or even reach their roots, but she doubts they would be willing to lend her their power anyway, not while it’s still winter. She keeps searching. She finds some moss, it wants to help, but it is too small for this task. 

After a search that, in reality, barely lasted a moment yet it felt like hours, she finally finds something. An underground river, flowing swift and strong beneath the earth, unaffected and uncaring of all else, yet holding great power. She begs the dark cold waters for aid, to lend her its strength and grant this dying man in her arms new life. 

‘Please. Please just buy him a little more time. Let me save him. It isn’t his time yet. Not here. Please.’

There is nothing. The river has no reason to care. She fears it will give her nothing.

Nothing, and then the sound of rushing water thundering in Ethedis’ ears alone, the shock of cold water in her veins, and an unfamiliar power flowing through her hands. Flowing like a torrent of water too powerful for her to tread in such a weakened state, yet tread it she must. She sends it into Corunir’s near-lifeless body. Close the wound, stop the bleeding, give him the strength to survive. 

There is water now, but not from the river, it flows from Ethedis’ eyes. Her hands tremble and her arms burn as though she has been swimming against the current of an ocean. Acting as a conduit of power such as this would test her limits even on a good day, and this was anything but ‘a good day’. 

She cannot do this. She cannot hold onto this river. Corunir is still bleeding. If she stops now it will not be enough to save him, but she cannot hold on. More water escapes her eyes, a sob from her throat.

Suddenly she feels another set of hands atop her own, calloused, worn, and strong. A familiar voice beside her, it belongs to Golodir.

“Easy, Ethedis, easy. You’re doing well. It will be alright.” If he is afraid, his voice will not betray it, and that is all the better for Ethedis. 

With the practiced confidence only an experienced captain could possess, he manages to steady her. She can hold on a little longer, she is not fighting alone, Golodir found them. He says it’s going to be ok, and she believes him.

She keeps it up just long enough, but not a moment more. She cracks open one eye and sees Corunir's bleeding has finally slowed, if not stopped altogether. Some color has returned to his face as well. She thinks it is safe to stop now. She looks over to Golodir and sees worry in his eyes, but no fear. He simply nods at her, she thinks she hears him say something, but she cannot make out the words. She lets go and collapses. She thinks Golodir caught her, but her body is numb with cold and she can’t feel much of anything. He calls out to her, but she lacks the strength to respond and consciousness quickly abandons her. Corunir is alright at least. Golodir found them, everything will be alright.

(Yaaay Golodad to the rescue! there was meant to be another part to this, where Corunir comes to later and actually has the chance to talk to Ethedis, but it wasn't coming together fast enough so I'll probably just add that part *gestures vaguely* "later". I DO like what I had so far, but it was my first time actually properly writing dialog between those two and I wanted to make sure I did a good job, ya can't rush it. you'll see it later.)

#anyway heeey look my first time actually writing about the ranger I'm so obsessed with! #idk why I put it off so long I think I was just worried about doing a bad job #you know when you have a blorbo you care so much about you're afraid to make content about them bc what if it won't be Good Enough #yeah me with Corunir #I still don't even know how to draw him #ty for the ask friend! #I'm doing these horribly out of order I still haven't technically gotten to the first one yet oops #oh well! #love that cameo of Tossdir literally dying in the background hehe (the reason Bregadir was frantically calling for a healer) #also hi Bregadir how do you keep showing up in my fics? #my favorite background character has to be that moss tho #I wants to help!!! it's just moss it can't DO anything but it wants to help!! I love it #lotro #lotro fic #Corunir #Golodir #lotro oc #Ethedis

[funeralprocessor]

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#I feel so alone and unable to connect with anyone #I have to fight so so hard not to isolate myself but all I can ever really drag out of myself is just lurking at the sidelines #terrified that saying anything (and thereby proving how annoying and shitty I am) will make even that too much to ask of others to tolerate #and the moment anyone tries to reach out to me or comfort me all I can stand to do is put on a mask and redirect and assure them I'm fine #so that I can go crawl into a hole and die alone #or at least lick my wounds til they become scars #the primary concern that kept me from suicide for years wasn't a hope for the future or a desire to live #it was not wanting to upset whoever found me and make more work for whoever had to deal with the wreckage of my failed life #even in death I feel bad for taking up space and being a bother #If I had managed to find a nice place that nobody would ever find I think I'd still be there #the moss and roots cradling moldering bones after my flesh had fed lives far brighter and more worthy than my own #and I can't help but feel a little envious #corpseposting

[musicncomics]

i keep seeing songs on TT that remind me of Linebeck...and I don't...really know how to feel about it.

#On the one hand #It makes me happy that I'm seeing scenes and animatics in music again #Specifically that I'm seeing scenes with specific characters #Because that's something that I kinda love about my brain #Is how easily it turns music and lyrics into a visual story I can follow just by turning a song on #Back when I first started with The Moss and this whole page #That was supposed to be the gimmick #That's why I have that abandoned Sander's Sides comic featuring Virgil and Remus #(Honestly at the height of my involvement in that fandom I was able to imagine EVERY 35mm song as being between Sanders Sides characters) #I still see a lot of scenes #They've just been more focused on the world building of The Moss rather than just the main cast #Or some songs just don't fit The Moss or any other fandom I've been in before #So I almost ignore them in a way #BUT THEN THIS MOTHERFUCKER #I honestly don't listen to much music anymore #I work and listen and do chores to a YouTube playlist of streamers and let's plays #My most exposure to music nowadays is usually from TT unfortunately #And goddamn all the songs I'm exposed to just fit right in with how I view him or how other characters view him #And it almost makes me mad #Like I can't just listen to a song #I hear one lyric or the guitar or bass or cello does a funky little rift #And then I'm sent straight into that world and have to figure out what I want it to do and where I want it to fit #I think part of it is every song in The Moss has to serve a purpose for the overarching narrative or as an “I am” song for the character #Meanwhile Linebeck....I can fit so many aus into that bad boy you don't understand #Or just throw it all into the wild-west of post-ph/pre-ph and just watch the chaos unfold. #It also doesn't help that my fyp keeps bringing up nautical themed shit #Like....ofc I'm going to be thinking about him while listening to this song- there's wave sounds in the background #But I was kinda content to...not be seeing anything in songs? #Listening to music had gone from something that I could easily just put on in the background to something I was paying All my attention to #Just so I could see the characters and the scenes

[perseephoneee]

rest your eyes [castiel x reader]

synopsis: you can't sleep so castiel helps you

a/n: i am sick with covid and have been rewatching supernatural with my boo. castiel was literally my second crush ever, and i missed him so much, so i decided to write something (based on the fact i'm an insomniac who would totally sleep on an angel if offered)

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It wasn’t supposed to be like this. 

It was supposed to go: hunting a monster in the woods and returning to some dingy motel that Dean found at the end of the day. Instead, the chase led you and the rest of the squad so deep into the woods that it was wiser to set up camp than try and trek back to civilization. The camp included a rock outcropping to protect from the weather, a shitty fire, and a lack of comfortable sleeping arrangements. Sam and Dean were used to sleeping on almost anything so they could pass out immediately. You, on the other hand, had insomnia sleeping in a regular bed and knew you were going to struggle to fall asleep with nothing more than the moss covering the ground. 

Castiel didn’t sleep, so he was keeping watch. You had your jacket balled up as a pillow under your head, and instead of closing your eyes and trying to encourage rest in your body, you were staring at Cas through thick lashes. He looked up at the sky, a serene expression on his face like he was thinking about what each star meant. The light from the fire flickered across his cheekbones, the bridge of his nose, even his cupid’s bow. Sometimes, you were struck by just how beautiful he was, like some Greek artists, the idea of the perfect man, sculpted to perfection and thrown at your feet for just you to enjoy. You wondered how you ended up so lucky to be blessed with his presence. 

“Why do humans enjoy looking at the stars?” Castiel asks you in a soft voice to not rouse Sam and Dean. You should’ve guessed that he would notice that you were awake.

“I think…it’s nice to think about things far away from your own life,” you hum, giving up on your rock bed and sitting up, brushing leaves and other debris out of your hair. Cas looks at you, the blue in his eyes a shifting kaleidoscope from the dancing lights around you. “And the concept of stars is beautiful,” you sighed, curling your legs up and under. Cas tilted his head at that, brows slightly furrowed. It was your favorite expression on him. 

“Stars are just clouds of gas and light,” Castiel answers. 

“But they’ve traveled thousands of light years to reach us, even if they don’t realize it,” you smile, your eyes tracing the path of various constellations. You can feel Cas’ gaze, but don’t dare look over. Looking into Cas’ eyes is falling headfirst into an abyss you didn’t prepare for. 

“I like that,” Castiel exclaims, a hint of a smile on his lips. “That’s a…human way of looking at it.”

“I am human,” you chuckle.

“Yes, you are,” he resumes, staring at the stars. It’s silent again; the only sound is the crackling of the fire and your breaths. Sometimes, the quiet is interrupted by Sam’s snoring, but you don’t mind. Your boys deserve the rest. 

“Why aren’t you sleeping?” Castiel inquires.

“It’s hard for me to sleep, especially out here,” you say, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. Castiel looks troubled by that statement like he is personally responsible for your ability to sleep. “When I was little, sometimes my Mom would put me in the car and drive me around in circles, singing or telling stories until I passed out.” You remember fondly, smiling a little to yourself. “I don’t think the ground is as comfortable as a car seat, though.”

“Would you like me to tell you a story?” Castiel asks. “If you need a pillow…you can use me.” He looks slightly uncomfortable, and the tips of his ears turn red, making you grin. He never fails to be adorable when he wants to be, and you know he’s offering out of the goodness of his heart. Still, the ID part of your brain is brainstorming all the ways he could profess his love for you, something that you stamp down as you shuffle over to him. He leans his back against one of the rock walls, stretching his legs out. He had already removed his trench coat, offering it to you as a blanket. It was large enough to swallow you and smelled precisely like Castiel in a way you wanted to remember for the rest of your life. You took your makeshift pillow and set it on his lap, laying your head there and curling up under his arm, which he hesitantly rested on your shoulder. You knew you had to coax your ever-beating heart to calm down if you were ever going to sleep, but it was hard when you were lying on the lap of an angel you had a crush on. Still, Castiel was a gentleman who didn’t do anything to make you uncomfortable. 

“What’s your story?” you ask, voice small as you close your eyes and relax your body. 

“Early before humans won the race for my Father’s next creation, there was a pool going on for what Earth’s next great invention would be…”

Castiel’s voice, in its low timbre, started to lull you to sleep as you listened to his story. You liked listening to him talk, and he occasionally added funny anecdotes that would make you smile. You started tuning out of the story, instead focusing on the warmth from his lap, the smell of the open air and him, and especially how his fingers had started to absentmindedly stroke shapes on your arm. Eventually, you were pulled into a deep sleep, lingering in that space where you were only slightly conscious but not awake. That space was the only way you could feel Castiel petting your hair, brushing his fingers down your scalp to your neck and back to your shoulder. Even in your dreams that night, you swear you could feel his weight everywhere. 

You slept peacefully, without interruption, the whole night. Until morning, when the sound of voices roused you from your slumber.

“...did you get a girl in your lap?” Dean asked, sounding incredulous. 

“She is not in my lap. She is lying on half of my lap,” Castiel answered, ever the stickler for exact estimates. You could hear Dean’s groan and sarcastic retort. 

“Can you shut up? I’m trying to sleep?” you mumbled, screwing your eyes shut and pushing your face more profoundly into your pillow-jacket-thing. 

“C’mon, Sleeping Beauty, time to go hunting,” Dean called out. You let out a curse word, relaxing as you felt Castiel pat your head reassuringly. 

“You are much more Sleeping Beauty than I am,” you responded, finally opening your eyes to the daylight but not making a move to get up. Eventually, you realized you’d have to move, so you begrudgingly sat up, cracking your neck as you did so. “Thanks for the story, Cas,” you said, averting eye contact with the angel to avoid him seeing the light flush on your cheeks. You gave him back his coat, and he kindly removed a twig that got stuck in your sweater. 

“Did you sleep alright?” he inquired. You thought back to it and realized that for the first time in years, you slept through the whole night. 

“Yeah, I… slept well.” 

With that, Castiel smiled and helped you up. You were more alert on a hunt than you had been in a long time, all because a particular angel helped you achieve the best sleep of your life.

#castiel #castiel x reader #castiel x you #castiel x y/n #supernatural #spn #supernatural imagine #spn imagine #misha collins #my writing

[runnning-outof-time]

Dear K, you've been spoiling us haven't you? First with all your incredible worlds you've been sharing the last days and now this celebrations - congratulations 🎉🎉 I hope the joy of writing never leaves you! I would like to request

9. "Forget I ever said that" with Tommy with a sprinkle of tone-surprise on top

I hope you have fun and can't wait to see what you come up with! Xx

Val!! Thank SO much for your incredibly kind words!! You’ve been such a big supporter and dear friend of mine! I added some surprise into this, but I’m not sure if it’s how you wanted. A post I’d seen on here about this possibility came into mind and I decided to write it out. I hope you like it. Enjoy! :)

PLEASE LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK!

Part of my 3.5k celebration — find other stories here!

Good With Horses

Tommy Shelby x Reader

Warnings: drinking, smoking, language, brief mention of drug dealing

Word Count: 903

Summary: Tommy lets a secret slip while he and (Y/N) have a chat about his youngest brother.

“I bet Pol’s spoke to ya,” Tommy started as he entered the front sitting room, where (Y/N) was relaxing on one of the couches.

(Y/N)’s brows furrowed at his statement, and she watched him as he walked to where the decanters are shelved so that he could grab one and a glass to bring over to where she was sitting. She doesn’t say anything, just watches as he pours himself a glass of whiskey so that he can immediately tip it back. The huffed groan that left his lips after he set the glass down tells her he’s had a long day.

“About what?” she decides to ask him, her brows still furrowed.

Tommy takes a moment to go about lighting himself a cigarette, and he doesn’t speak until after he’d taken a deep drag. “What Finn’s been up to,” he answered, sitting back against the chair as he finally looked at to her.

“She didn’t say anything to me about that,” (Y/N) shook her head, a bit of confusion present on her face now.

A scoff leaves Tommy’s lips and he shakes his head before voicing his thoughts: “she just about ripped my ear off with it earlier.” Rolling his eyes up to the ceiling before he took another drag from the cigarette.

“What’s he done?” she questioned, wanting to know what was going on.

“He’s been off dealing snow. She said that Moss saw him out with some of the junior Blinders.”

“The Blinders you’ve told him he needs to be a part of?” she raised her eyebrows.

“Yeah, but I haven’t told him that he needs to be out dealing with them,” he clarified, his eyebrows raised as he let his frustration seep through. “He doesn’t need to be dealing…he isn’t one of the fucking foot soldiers.”

“I don’t know what to say, Tommy…”

“I need to find something else for him to do,” he sighed, pressing his fingers to the bridge his nose in hopes to alleviate some of the pressure he was feeling. “I can’t have Pol constantly breathin’ down my neck about it.”

(Y/N) pursed her lips in a thin line as she began thinking of some possibilities that could work for Finn, since it seemed like that was the direction this conversation was heading.

“He can work at the tracks,” she proposed an idea.

“No,” he immediately shot it down.

“Why not?”

“Can’t have him around that side of things. Pol wants him to stay in Birmingham,” he gave the reason.

“He’s just barely sixteen, Tom…what sides of this business should he be able to work around? Maybe it’s not the place for him.”

“He’s gotta stay doing something,” he shot down her idea of having him step away completely. “Needs to be put to work,” he mumbled then, sitting up to rest his elbows on his thighs as he hung his head.

Silence settled around them for a few moments, both being consumed by their thoughts. (Y/N) was the one to speak first: “what if you put him at the yard with Uncle Charlie and Curly?” she suggested, her statement making Tommy look up again. The look of intrigue that flashed in his eyes made her continue. “He could help them with deliveries and also with the horses they have there,” she gave more of an explanation.

“He’ll stick with the horses…I won’t have him messing with the deliveries,” Tommy added his own thoughts to her idea. (Y/N) nodded her head in agreement.

“He’s good with horses, isn’t he?” she asked the question - that should have preceded her suggestion - after wracking her brain and trying to think of any memories that she had of Finn on a horse.

“He’s a Shelby…course he’s good with horses,” he answered, an undertone of pride present in his voice. “He’s a better rider than any of us I think,” he mused after a few moments passed.

(Y/N) couldn’t stop her lips from twisting up into a smile as she heard her husband’s statement. Never did she think that he’d admit the fact that someone in his family could be a better horseman than he was. She was certainly surprised by the admission.

“Hey…” Tommy started, the sound of his voice making (Y/N) look at him again. He took the cigarette out from between his lips and gestured it towards her, his index finger pointing in her direction; his eyebrows raised. “Forget I ever said that,” he insisted, his eyes locked onto hers.

(Y/N) pursed her lips together in hopes that her smile wouldn’t grow any larger, but she was betrayed. A giggle bubbled up passed her lips as she looked down at her lap, hoping that her look of surprise would disappear.

“Eh?” he checked with her when she didn’t respond right away.

She tried to put on as straight a face as possible as she looked up at him again. “I will,” she agreed with a nod.

Tommy nodded in response to her, relaxing back into the chair again. “He’ll work with the horses then,” he settled the matter, his eyes shutting for the first time that day.

The grin reappeared on (Y/N)’s face as she looked over at her relaxing husband. She’d most definitely be telling Polly, Esme, and Ada what he’d just admitted the next time the ladies got together.

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[reythenerdypisces]

things that I overlooked in PJO the first time / small, funny things I noticed during my reread

Part 2: Sea of Monsters

there is a lot this time.

this book is so short and it makes up for the length by being hilarious: 

I had nightmares about what Poseidon might turn me into if I were ever on the verge of death - plankton, maybe. Or a floating patch of kelp.

Tyson froze. "Pony!" he cried in total rapture. Chiron turned looking offended. "I beg your pardon?" 

"Um..." I said. "Would this be the super-dangerous prophecy that has me in it, but the gods have forbidden you to tell me about it? Nobody answered. "Right," I muttered. "Just checking." 

"Uh, I like Hercules." "Why?" "Well, because he had rotten luck. Even worse than mine. It makes me feel better."

Annabeth looked at me. "We have to get out of here." "You think I want to be in the girls' restroom?" "I mean the ship, Percy! We have to get off the ship."

Tyson was terrified of them. All throughout the tour, he insisted Annabeth hold his hand, which she didn't look too thrilled about.

"Then why do the gods even let me live? It would be safer to kill me." "You're right." "Thanks a lot." 

A minute later, Annabeth hit a slippery patch of moss and her foot slipped. Fortunately, she found something else to put it against. Unfortunately, that something was my face. 

As Luke was raising his sword to rally his troops, a centaur shot a custom-made arrow with a leather boxing glove on the end. It smacked Luke in the face and sent him crashing into the swimming pool. and a few moments later: He [Luke] raised his sword, but got smacked in the face with another boxing glove arrow, and sat down hard in a deck chair. Luke can't catch a break from those boxing arrows, it's the funniest thing

2. also so much baby percabeth!! they’re so cute

She'd [Annabeth] emailed me the picture after spring break, and every once in a while I'd look at it just to remind myself she was real and Camp Half-Blood hadn't just been in my imagination. the fact that he printed out Annabeth's photo? 

Annabeth punched him in the nose and knocked him flat, "And you," she told him, "lay off my friend." her standing up for Percy is adorable

I mean she [Annabeth] looked good. Really good. I probably would've been tongue-tied if I could say anything except reet, reet, reet.

She [Annabeth] started to sob - I mean horrible, heartbroken sobbing. She put her head on my shoulder and I held her. Fish gathered to look at us - a school of barracudas, some curious marlins. Scram! I told them. They swam off, but I could tell they went reluctantly. I swear I understood their intentions. They were about to start rumours flying around the sea about the son of Poseidon and some girl at the bottom of Siren Bay. number 1. the way percy is always there for her, number 2. the gossiping fish?? I love it

The look in his [Grover] eyes told me something was terribly wrong. Annabeth had been on guard duty that night, protecting the Fleece. If something had happened -he’s admirably protective, of not just annabeth, but all his friends and I love to see it… exhibit b:

"But if I [Grover] get in trouble again, you'll be in danger, Percy! You could die!" "If you get in trouble again, I want to know about it. And I'll come help you again G-man. I wouldn't have it any other way." I adore their friendship.

3. other mentions: 

"I'm Thalia," the girl said. "Daughter of Zeus." what. an. ending. I still remember how floored I was when I first read this wow

the mention of Hylla got me so excited

am I the only one who forgot Percy could control the sailboat? like the flying ropes and whatnot

I also completely forgot about his watch shield! 

I'll be back for part 3 shortly! :)

#sea of monsters #percy jackson #percy jackon and the olympians #pjo #pjo series #rick riordan #percabeth #annabeth chase #grover underwood

[tiajk]

(i want him so bad u don’t understand)

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a/n: 3 in a day let’s gooo

Dating zoro headcannons

your a fighter just like him but with different weapons

You both have little competitions with each other whoever can get more bad guys has to own the winner drinks

He confessed with you with the help of nami and sanji (only for the food)

It was a two day period he took you shopping with money he had worked really hard for and dinner then confessed to you

You of course had accepted the feelings back who wouldn’t

You guys take naps together most of the time its zoro laying on your stomach and you reading a book sometimes it's the other way around after a rough day you'll just lay one zoro and he welcomes you with welcome arms

Whenever you guys are both sleeping surprisingly the some of the crew leaves you alone luffy comes in a lot by accident

He loves it when you play with his hair it makes him feel not only relaxed but loved

He doesn’t get jealous very easily he knows that you love him but he knows how men are especially sanji

Which causes him to put his arm around your waist or shoulder

With that being said he's not the biggest fan pda but he makes a few acceptions for you

He likes to hold hands a lot its a subtle way but it tells people that your his and no one else can have you

The rest of the crew teases you guys but you couldn't care or have it any other way

You guys spar a lot you don’t take it easy on each other

When you guys are done there are bound to be cuts so you guys patch each other up

He loves kissing you like he could do it for ages and never stop your lips are just so perfect to him

He will throw you over his shoulder only when your wearing something that does not show your ass

He wasn't really much of a talker when you guys first met but now he doesn't talk like luffy but he open up to you about his past and his dreams

You make sure to tell him that you'll help him become the greatest swordsman ever

Secretly he can't imagine what his life would be without you so he loves you so much that he cried about it (you secretly know but you don't tell him)

You love zoro's hugs

You get to feel his muscles

He just makes you feel safe in general

When i tell you this man would do anything for you

You miss food from home he's making food with sanji in the kitchen

Your cold hes giving you his jacket and rubbing you so you dont get cold

He loves seeing you in dresses

He loves you in your normal attire too

But when your in a dress it makes him feel happy because you look a princess and when your happy hes happy

If your insecure about anything he might catch onto it but he won’t know unless you tell him flat out

When you do he makes sure that you don’t feel insecure your the love of his life and he doesn't want you being sad

Surprisingly he does call you pet names most of the time it’s princess angel or a nickname from you name he does call you my love i’m private though

You call him Ro a lot when you wanna get on his nerves you call him moss head

#ronoroa zoro #opla x reader #opla zoro x reader #zoro x reader #one piece #tiajk #zoro headcannons

[mysteryshoptls]

SSR Trey Clover - New Year's Attire Vignette

"There's nothing fishy about it"

[Mister S's Mystery Shop]

Ortho: Good morning, Trey Clover-san! Let's do our best again today!

Trey: Yeah. Morning, Ortho.

Ortho: You look a little perplexed… What are you working on? Maybe I can help.

Trey: Well, I was looking over the supply and demand over individual products…

Trey: In the midst of that, I realized that there are some items that just aren't selling.

Ortho: Items that aren't selling? Collating data on the quantity of stocked and sold goods...

Ortho: …Are you talking about the "ＵＧＵＩＳＵ ＡＮ" and "ＭＡＴＣＨＡ" over in the Eastern produce corner?

Trey: Yeah. Even compared to the other Eastern food stocked there, we have an abundance left over.

Ortho: And they're even being displayed pretty noticeably, too…

Sam: Oh, my! This is an alarming situation.

Ortho: Ah, Sam-san!

Sam: This campaign sale originated as a way to rep the Eastern branch of this shop. It'd be a terrible problem if the foodstuff from the East is unpopular.

Sam: MORE IMPORTANTLY, IF THERE IS AN ABUNDANCE OF STOCK LEFT OVER, THAT'LL DEFINITELY PUT US IN THE RED!

Sam: Aaah, how troubling! If only there were somebody to fix this issue with pizzazz!

Trey: …He's looking at us, saying all that because he wants to leave it to us, huh.

Ortho: Looks like it…

Sam: HEY! Of course, I wouldn't ask it of you for free.

Sam: You little imps just need to come up with a cool promotion to sell the ＵＧＵＩＳＵ ＡＮ and ＭＡＴＣＨＡ,

Sam: And if the sales increase, I'll consider that as part of your assessment towards the getting the special bonus.

Ortho: A promotion…? Is it alright for us to come up with an event or campaign, even though we're only part-time?

Sam: Aye! If it'll increase sales. Can you do it?

Trey: So, it'll be tied to your assessment… Got it, Sam-san. If that's the case, we'll think of something.

Ortho: We'll do our best, you can leave it to us!

Sam: Nyeheehee. I'm counting on the both of you.

Trey: Alright… First, we have to figure out why they're not selling to figure out how to get them to sell.

Ortho: ＵＧＵＩＳＵ ＡＮ is sweet bean paste, and ＭＡＴＣＨＡ is unfermented, powdered green tea leaves.

Ortho: These may be unusual, but there are other Eastern products. I don't really get why these two are the only ones that aren't selling well.

Trey: True. And it's not like either of them taste terrible, or anything.

Trey: I tried a bit of both before, when I was searching for ingredients to make sweets out of.

Ortho: Hmmm. So then, what could be the reason?

Trey: Well, since both ＵＧＵＩＳＵ ＡＮ and MATCH are ingredients from the East and aren't what we're used to…

Trey: Maybe this whole thing is because those customers that have never tried it can't imagine how it could taste?

Ortho: Right! Even I had to search for specific info on these Eastern products whenever a customer asked something.

Trey: If there was some way we could get the customers to taste the ＵＧＵＩＳＵ ＡＮ and ＭＡＴＣＨＡ…

Ortho: Maybe they'll buy it!

Trey: Right, it definitely is a possibility. Plus, we still have a little time before the shop opens…

Trey: Why don't we start prepping and set up a taste testing corner?

Ortho: Agreed! I'll make the ＭＡＴＣＨＡ drinks then.

Trey: Got it. I'll make small samplers of the ＵＧＵＩＳＵ ＡＮ, then.

Scarabia Student: Hmm, what should I do? I really want to find something I can drink while I do my holiday homework…

Ortho: If that's the case, why don't you try this ＭＡＴＣＨＡ? It's a drink from the East. Try it out!

Scarabia Student: Oh, thanks. It sure smells good, let me just…

Scarabia Student: BFFFFT!? HURK, WHAT IS THIS FLAVOR!? It's bitter and tart… I don't want something like this!

Ortho: O-Okay…

Pomefiore Student: Oh, something smells sweet.

Trey: That'd be the ＵＧＵＩＳＵ ＡＮ. We have samples available right now, would you like a bite?

Pomefiore Student: Well, why not…

Pomefiore Student: Ugh, what's this weird green mush that looks like stir-fried moss!?

Trey: Hey, I promise it tastes good. There's nothing fishy about it.

Trey: This is just ground up and sweetened boiled green peas…

Pomefiore Student: Sweetened green peas!? Why would anyone do that to beans?

Pomefiore Student: No thanks, no way, I'll pass on something as strange as that.

Trey: I see, alright… Come on back if you change your mind.

Trey: Ortho, how did the ＭＡＴＣＨＡ taste testing go?

Ortho: No good. Everyone just spat it out at the first sip, saying it wasn't drinkable. How was the ＵＧＵＩＳＵ ＡＮ?

Trey: They would just take one look at it and refuse to eat it.

Trey: I tried explaining it to them, but it seems like they just really don't like how the beans are sweetened.

Trey: This is bad… At this rate, it'll be impossible to increase sales. What can we do…?

[Heartslabyul Dorm – Kitchen]

That night―

Trey: Whew… Looking it over, today's taste testing corner was a bust.

Trey: At least we're able to get people to try the ＭＡＴＣＨＡ, but the ＵＧＵＩＳＵ ＡＮ is a different problem altogether.

Trey: Hmm… There is a recipe using ＵＧＵＩＳＵ ＡＮ in an Eastern sweets recipe book…

Trey: If they'd just eat it, they'd realize that it has a rich sweetness and an addictive flavor…

Trey: "Strange," huh...

Trey: Maybe I'll just change how it looks with magic and… Nah, that'd just get us complaints once the magic wears off after they buy it.

Trey: …I'm running out of ideas. I think I'll make some kind of pastry to take my mind off it.

[whisking]

Trey: Now that I think about it, the cream puff I'm making now is beige. The custard cream inside is a light yellow.

Trey: Whipped cream and cookies are a similar color too…

Trey: That's probably why the green color of the ＵＧＵＩＳＵ ＡＮ looks strange.

Trey: If ＵＧＵＩＳＵ ＡＮ was made with a more familiarly colored paste, it'd be easier to at least get people to try a bite…

???: Huh? There's a light on in the kitchen. I wonder if someone's in there?

Cater: Oh hey, it's you, Trey-kun. What're you making this late?

Trey: Hey, Cater. You hungry? I was just making some cream puffs to take my mind off something…

Trey: …Wait. Maybe you'd be able to come up with an idea that could be useful.

Cater: Eh, what do you mean? If it's gotta do with sweets, that's completely out of my lane, y'know?

Trey: Actually, this is something that only you could advise me on, Cater. So, basically…

Trey: What would you do if someone asked you to "make something that isn't visually appealing pop"?

Cater: Something not visually appealing, huh. I mean, that'll depend on what it is, but…

Cater: Well, if it's something plain-looking, I'd litter it with decorations.

Cater: It'll look good if it's all stickered up and glittery, right?

Trey: I see…

Trey: But I think it'd be a bit difficult to decorate "that."

Cater: And then… If it's a person, you could turn up the brightness, or use some kind of filter when taking their picture? Also…

Cater: If it's just an object, I'd just hide whatever doesn't look good ♪

Trey: You'd hide… whatever doesn't look good?

Cater: Yeah, it happens a lot. You'll see trash bins, signs, or other unappealing things when trying to take a picture at a primo spot.

Cater: And when that happens, I'll just position my travel mug or hand just in the right place to hide it.

Cater: I mean, you were asking about how to make something visually unappealing appealing, so maybe that wasn't helpful.

Trey: No… I feel like I might be just a little closer to an answer… ...Hide what doesn't look good?

[oven beeps]

Cater: Oh. Trey-kun, looks like the cream puff pastries are done. I'll take them out of the oven for you～

Trey: Right, thanks… It's dangerous, so make sure you put on an oven mitt…

Trey: …AAHH!!

Cater: Wah!? Wh-What is it?

Trey: I see, I get it! If I just make some changes to that dessert I saw in the recipe book earlier…!

Trey: Thanks, Cater. I might be able to do something about this, now.

Cater: Eh, what's going on!? You're… welcome…?

Trey: Now that that's decided, I can't waste any time. I need to whip up a sample before the shop opens tomorrow.

Trey: Alright, I'm going to make something different now. Cater, think you can help me with your opinion?

Cater: M-Me!? I mean～ Uh, I think there's gotta be someone more suited to…

Trey: I know, I know. I said I wanted your opinion, but I'm not asking you to taste the pastry's flavor or anything.

Trey: I just want you to give me your honest opinion on how it looks.

Trey: I want to make it as perfect as I possibly can before tomorrow. Will you help me, Cater?

Cater: Uhhh… I don't really get it yet, but you're going to try to make something that'll be super photogenic, right?

Cater: Then, can I be the first to upload it to Magicam? If so, then I'll totally help you, no prob ♪

Trey: Of course, thanks. Alright then, I'll make the first batch, so just wait a moment.

Trey: With this, I'm sure…

[Mister S's Mystery Shop]

Ortho: Good morning, Trey-san! We have 20 minutes and 39 seconds before the shop opens.

Trey: S-So specific, as always… Morning. There are a few things I want to prep before we open…

Trey: Ortho, did you print out the info I sent you last night?

Ortho: You mean the stuff that was attached to the email with the "New Taste Testing Corner" idea you sent last night?

Ortho: Of course, I also printed out images I thought might be necessary, too. I made it into a pamphlet here.

Trey: Thanks, you did fantastic. Now, all that's left is to set up.

Trey: Just like I said last night, we'll set up a taste testing corner again today. Ortho, I need you to make the ＭＡＴＣＨＡ.

Ortho: Right, got it. Is the way I made it yesterday good?

Trey: Actually, I want you to change it up a little bit. Like this…

Ortho: …Eh, only that?

Trey: Welcome. This here is our tasting corner for our Eastern foodstuffs. Would you like to try something?

Pomefiore Student: Again? I don't care how many times you try, I'm never going to eat your sweet-smelling green moss!

Pomefiore Student: WAIT… I-IS THIS A SMALL, THUMB-SIZED HEDGEHOG!? HOW ADORABLE…!

Trey: There are these sweets in the East called "ＮＥＲＩＫＩＲＩ" that resembles flowers, or leaves.

Trey: I started with that, and made something similar, using hedgehogs as my motif.

Diasomnia Student: What's the commotion over here…? HUH THIS IS A DESSERT!?

Heartslabyul Student: The individual needles of the hedgehog looks so real! Are we allowed to eat this?

Trey: Of course. I made a lot, so please have a bite.

Heartslabyul Student: Wow! It's not just cute, it's also delicious! It's sweet, and kinda savory…

Pomefiore Student: You're right, I never knew there could be a sweet like this! …Hm? This stuff inside…

Trey: Oh, you noticed. That's right, the inside is made of the ＵＧＵＩＳＵ ＡＮ.

Heartslabyul/Pomefiore Students: EHH!!?

Trey: What do you think? Aren't the sweet green peas actually pretty tasty once you try it, like I said?

Pomefiore Student:  Y-Yeah… The unique flavor of the green peas is softened by the sugar,

Pomefiore Student:  And is basically even easier to swallow down. I avoided it because of how it looked, but just one bite changed my mind.

Trey: Haha, I'm glad you get it now. If you want, you can have another.

Scarabia Student: Mmm, it's delicious…! But now, it's starting to feel a little too sweet in my mouth.

Ortho: Then, how about you try the ＭＡＴＣＨＡ with it? It really goes well with the ＵＧＵＩＳＵ ＡＮ's sweetness.

Scarabia Student: Urgh, that's the bitter and tart drink from yesterday, right? I'm not sure…

Trey: Don't worry. Just take a sip, you'll see that it's not as bitter as yesterday.

Scarabia Student: Uhhh… Well, if you say so…

Scarabia Student: …Huh? I mean, it is still a little bitter, but it might not be as bad as yesterday.

Diasomnia Student: You're right. The sweetness and the bitterness go really well together and it feels like they're drawing out that delicious flavor even more.

Trey: ＮＥＲＩＫＩＲＩ is actually a sweet that is usually served together with ＭＡＴＣＨＡ during tea ceremonies, so they're quite compatible.

Trey: Also, we whisked the ＭＡＴＣＨＡ up even more than yesterday, building a froth that should be more a more mellow taste.

Trey: This combination of a sweet ＵＧＵＩＳＵ ＡＮ and a bitter ＭＡＴＣＨＡ… Doesn't it just make you crave more?

Pomefiore Student:  C-Can I have some ＭＡＴＣＨＡ too?

Heartslabyul Student: ME TOO, PLEASE!

Ortho: This is amazing, Trey-san! No one wanted it yesterday, but now they're coming in droves…!

Trey: No… All we've done so far is to get rid of the bias against ＵＧＵＩＳＵ　ＡＮ and ＭＡＴＣＨＡ. The most important part comes next.

Trey: So, ＵＧＵＩＳＵ ＡＮ and ＭＡＴＣＨＡ are both ingredients that can actually spice up other everyday dishes.

Trey: I went and tried a few pastries and dishes, wondering what they could go with…

Trey: You can spread ＵＧＵＩＳＵ ＡＮ on bread, or you can sandwich it in a croissant with butter.

Trey: ＭＡＴＣＨＡ can be stirred into milk to make a latte, or be mixed into the batter for a pound cake, as well.

Trey: So I had Ortho put together a pamphlet with those and a few other different recipes.

Trey: For those who buy ＵＧＵＩＳＵ ＡＮ and ＭＡＴＣＨＡ, we'll throw that pamphlet in for free. How's that sound?

Pomefiore Student: That actually doesn't sound bad. It might look weird, but I definitely liked the flavor of the ＵＧＵＩＳＵ ＡＮ…

Scarabia Student: Yeah, I think I'm actually getting used to the ＭＡＴＣＨＡ aroma. I bet it'd be great mixing it in with a bunch of stuff!

Diasomnia Student: It's unusual, useful, and delicious, an amazing trifecta. Okay, I'll buy it.

Heartslabyul Student: I'll buy it too!

Trey: Alright! Thank you for your purchase. I'll check you all out one by one.

Trey: …With this, the ＵＧＵＩＳＵ ＡＮ and ＭＡＴＣＨＡ surplus has dwindled down.

Ortho: Great job, Trey-san! I can't believe all that leftover stock sold out in one day!

Trey: Haha, it wasn't all me. I only thought of ＮＥＲＩＫＩＲＩ thanks to Cater's advice.

Trey: I saw them when I was looking through a recipe book of Eastern sweets, and I guess how they looked just stuck with me.

Trey: There are many people who are reluctant to try the ＵＧＵＩＳＵ ＡＮ because of how it looks. That's why I tried to hide it with the ＮＥＲＩＫＩＲＩ batter.

Trey: No one even suspected that the ＵＧＵＩＳＵ ＡＮ was hiding inside of those cute little hedgehogs.

Ortho: It's still amazing. I think that today's success is all because of your skills in making sweets, Trey-san!

Trey: You think? But it wouldn't have worked out in time you hadn't prepared the pamphlet to pass out alongside the sales, Ortho.

Trey: I'll need to thank Cater later for his help, too.

Sam: Nyeheehee… Looks like you're having fun, my little imps. From what I can tell, it looks like your cool promotion was a success.

Ortho: Sam-san, hello!

Trey: Thank you. We were able to somehow sell the ＵＧＵＩＳＵ ＡＮ and ＭＡＴＣＨＡ.

Sam: Wonderful! That's my Lucky Boys for you. You're getting so much closer to that special bonus.

Sam: Can't wait to see more of your diligent work, bro! Nyeheehee.

Trey: Thank you, Sam-san.

Ortho: Yay! Oookay, I'm gonna work even harder than I have been!

Trey: Yeah, me too. Let's keep going and get our hands on that special bonus together.

Requested by @farfalla049.

#twisted wonderland #twst #trey clover #ortho shroud #cater diamond #sam #twst trey #twst ortho #twst cater #twst sam #twst translation #twst new years

[nyctophiliq]

AHHHH can you do arcane milfs and reader with age gap? Like maybe something that explores how they feel about being older than reader. Thanks<3

✮ — 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐎𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐆𝐀𝐏 ; cassandra kiramman, ambessa medarda, enforcer grayson, renata glasc, sevika

content warning. afab! reader, sfw ! — lowercase writing intended, age gap, mention of suggestive themes(?), characters are worried, and the reader is a bit oblivious to it

moss' notes. this is such an amazing idea, moss wants to kiss the anonie on the lips (only if anonie lets moss ofc) another note, moss doesn't think they did justice so they might just come back to this later :)

— CASSANDRA...

it wasn't uncommon between her peers to fool around with a much younger partner, to crave the companion of a young person so they themselves can feel a little younger. she sees it as a normal thing in the world, back then in the older days there were teenagers marrying men in their fifties and up, nowadays that doesn't happen but it's somehow still there in a much healthier way.

it doesn't bother her but the ill talks about your relationship fuel her anger. those nights she has a hard time going to sleep, rambling about how it doesn't matter, that they are lies, and that the two of you will never end up like all her comrades do.

x "no matter the gossip, no matter the looks, i love you with all my heart my darling, nothing can change that."

— AMBESSA...

at first, she wouldn't be too worried about the age gap between the two of you, giving no special thought to it because she had plenty of girls as young as her own daughter or even younger before. but when she thinks about having a family, a long life with you the fearless warlord can't help but be scared of what is to come. she had never really thought about her own mortality, she decided if death is to take her to battler then she will be pleased, but with you in the picture, she is not sure if she would like that either.

x "i live in great fear now with you by myself, but i don't dread it, i just hope it will ease. i love you, my dearest y/n."

— GRAYSON...

she can't, she faces so many dirty people on her job, people who take advantage of younger people and call them stupid just because of the age gap is just unacceptable in her opinion. she has a hard time accepting her feelings for you, struggling every step of the way and even now that you have been together for a while she still feels that she needs to apologize if she has ever made you feel like you were just a pretty young thing, a toy that she could use as she pleased. she begged for your forgiveness if she made you feel like that, crawling on her knees in front of you. it is a heartbreaking sight to see someone like her be in such a wrong space of mind.

x "i hope you know that i would never treat you differently just because you are younger, that i don't see you as something to play with, but i see you as my life... i'm sorry."

— RENATA GLASC...

renata might be even more worried about the years between the two of you than anyone else. she hates to think that you might feel that she is too old for you or you are too young for her, that because she is already successful in her line of work she will never appreciate the small things you achieve before the big ones roll in. she wants you to feel equal next to her, to not think that at any given time she is trying to use that horrible line that mothers use, the "i am older than you, i know better, i know what's right for you and me" - she might know more than you, but isn't to say that you are not smarter than her in other topics.

x "we are equal, regardless of our age or knowledge, i love you despite anything they say. i want you for who you are, not because of what you are, my sweetheart."

— SEVIKA...

sevika isn't immune to the worry that comes with the age gap between the two of you, but she takes it less seriously than the others. she has accepted the fact that she has little control over who she falls in love with, who makes her heart flutter and make her realize that she doesn't need to be a god for someone to love her, that she can be human and you would find her nothing but lovely. she thinks very little of how the years between the two of you would affect your relationship.

x "you and i are a team, nobody can take us on, they just have to deal with it."

tag list ; @roguescarlett @mxyx-rx444 @darlingmisa @einrosa @sevikasangel @nopealoupe @pixiegirlz @gonegonethankyouuu @xthescarletbitch @orang3-ish @bigboobslilheart

#📼 › moss tapes #arcane x reader #sevika x reader #renata glasc x reader #arcane sevika x reader #grayson x reader #arcane grayson x reader #cassandra kiramman x reader #arcane cassandra x reader

[blues824]

Jade leetch with the female tighnari.

🍄They are both animal hybrids that love mushrooms and love nature they are perfect together.

🍄Jade taking care of her because of a mushroom she ate but can't get mad at her mushrooms are delicious.

🍄Floyd not liking his brother talking even more about mushrooms especially whith his equally mushrooms loving s/o.

🍄Them going on hike dates and and one day during a windy day her comppaing about her ears and how she dislikes it My ears... My ears... They're going to be blown inside out! .

(Feel free to add anything you want)

🍄This may sound strange, but although the blood of a carnivore runs through my veins, mushrooms are the one food that I can't give up. There are many species of edible mushrooms. Whether fresh or dried, they all give off a unique scent. Even when stewed with meat, it's the mushrooms' aroma that comes out on top~tighnari

Jade Leech

Like you said, you are absolutely perfect together. But, you come from different backgrounds entirely. Either way, you both were fascinated with nature. You both knew a lot about mushrooms, and you even joined the Mountain Lover Club so that you could experience more nature with the one you love the most.

Floyd was happy that his brother was happy, but not happy about constantly hearing about mushrooms whenever he needed something from Jade. To the wilder tweel, you were a match made in Hell, put together just to torture him. He wishes everyday that the two of you would find another hobby, only to be disappointed… constantly.

As much as you love him, he loves to tease you even more. This could be calling you ‘foxy’, or teasing touches on your ears every once in a while. He just loved seeing them twitch a bit, as the sensation tickled you. You weren’t exactly appreciative of it, but he makes up for it in the views he shows you on the mountains you both like to hike. He wouldn’t mind giving you a piggyback ride on the way down, either.

On one of these adventures, however, you had ingested a mystery mushroom, and it ended up getting you sick. Grim was panicking, but he picked up your phone and called Jade, who ran over to Ramshackle to see you sleeping in your bed. He brought the back of his hand to rest upon your forehead before realizing that you had a very high fever. 

The eel took it upon himself to nurse you back to help, much to your dismay. You were very nitpicky about whatever he did. But, he knew what he was doing. The food he fed you was void of mushrooms, which you were not a fan of. However, once you show signs of recovery, Jade does carry you outside and set you down gently on a moss-covered rock so that you could get some fresh air.

But, there was a sudden whoosh of wind that sent a chill down the Vice Housewarden’s spine. He turned to look at you to see if you were cold, but you were instead trying to cover your ears. Through a runny nose, you were saying that your ears hurt because of the wind, and so he promptly took you back inside of Ramshackle.

To try and help with the aching, he would gently massage your ears. He loved how the feeling made you melt, and you pulled him into bed next to you and laid your head on his chest. Jade let out a soft chuckle at how clingy you were being, as it was a side of you that you did not like to show outside of closed doors.

#twst #twst x reader #twst wonderland #disney twst #disney twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twisted wonderland #twst jade leech #jade #jade leech x reader #jade x reader #jade leech #twst jade #twst jade x reader #twst jade leech x reader

[thebestbobaflavour]

Their Little Lynx

Halsin x Astarion ((talking about) x GN!Tav)

NOTES:

- tav is a druid (whose main wild shape is a lynx)

- hurt/comfort/angst (astarion needs a hug)

warnings: sex mentioned, swearing, english is not my first so there'll be a shit ton of mistakes, self indulgent but i hope someone else finds it fitting to their tav/otherwise enjoys this

honestly this is just a silly drabble please don't even read it okay idk why i am sharing it

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Astarion jumped a bit as a tall figure casted a shadow over him. He was met with the smell of pines and smoke, as Halsin sat onto the log next to him. The wood elf didn’t leave a gap too wide between the two, his arm brushing against Astarion’s shoulder. It was foreign to him, after all he had been through - all the nights he had shared with all the different people - that this small, innocent touch made him so nervous.

“Can’t sleep?” he asked the druid, trying to channel his charm and confidence. Somehow, like all things artificial, it didn't affect Halsin.

“Haven't really tried, to be honest”, he muttered. In his hands he held a knife and a piece of wood that had started to take the shape of a feline.

“A lynx. Curious.”

“Is it really?” he asked, carving out a small piece to define the shape of the beast’s ear.

“No”, the high elf scoffed, rewarding him with a small, hollow laugh.

“It seems that our little kitten has inspired both of us quite a deal-” the former arch druid stated, glancing aside at Astarion. His crimson gaze studied the soft, flowing shapes of the animal, its neck reaching out, heavily tufted ears perked up high – not in alarm but in tranquil curiosity.

“Indeed they have, haven't they?” he replied, taking his sweet time doing so. Halsin gave his surroundings a scanning look, then handed his handiwork over to the smaller elf. Astarion held it up, tracing the still rough edges with his fingers.

“I must say, you have captured them well – not that I have the eye for their… animalistic tendencies like you do.”

“Don't belittle yourself. You cannot separate the wild shape from them. It is a part of them.”

Astarion let his thumb travel the lynx’s flank.

“Isn’t that so true”, he said with half a chuckle. “I always thought I was a man with a taste for civilised, defined art. Yet I can't help but be somehow intrigued by them.” Astarion laughed again, and Halsin sensed his nervous demeanour, but did not say anything.

“Hells. They bring pieces of moss inside their tent… collect feathers and pebbles. Cherishes the living shit out of things I don't even see… That and they’d be able to claw my throat out if they wanted.”

Halsin hummed to himself, trailing the edge of the short blade of the whittling knife with his finger.

“And yet they let you bite theirs-”

“And what does that make me, I wonder.”

“A special someone, I’d say.” Halsin took back the wooden lynx, starting to whittle again.

“A monster. Worse than any beast. They look at me, trusting, like an innocent fawn, bending their sweet neck for me just because I told them that it would make me strong.”

“What did you think they did it for, then?” Halsin asked after a little pause. Astarion exhaled heavily.

“Because they wanted intimacy? Because they have a thing for being bitten? Let me tell you, there are a bunch of people with that sort of kinks.”

“Yet they didn’t want anything for themself.” Halsin finished for him., blowing wood chips off his hand.

Astarion piped up. “Isn’t that just so fucked up?”

“They did a selfless thing”, Halsin admitted, but didn’t really seem unfazed. “It is also in their nature. They are kind.”

Astarion pointed a finger to him.

“It is not kindness, it is madness. I could have killed them.”

Halsin met his gaze, placing a reassuring hand on his knee.

“You love them. Blaming them for it is the only madness I see.”

Astarion shut his mouth, flinching at the touch but remaining stubborn.

“Who else can I blame!” he hissed, his voice cracking with emotion.

Halsin’s hand didn’t move as he sighed.

“How about not blaming anyone, but thanking yourself? Thanking them. Thanking the Gods if that suits you. Loving is a gift.”

“It is a curse- maybe I should have sucked them dry-” he growled, gesturing angrily with his hand and getting on his feet. Halsin grabbed his hand with an unexpected speed.

“Astarion...”, he said softly. “You have to stop running, and start living.”

“Don't tell me what to do, druid. You don't know what my life has been like, I am not like you! Like either of you.”

Halsin’s grip was firm. “And you think that is a bad thing?”

“Look at me. Look at you. After all this is over, who do you think can offer them the life that’ll make them happy?”

There was a flash of new emotion in Halsin’s eyes and he stood up as well, not letting go of the high elf, who seemed agitated and lost, his grand gesture even more grand.

“They don’t need us to offer her anything. They can build their own life, and then it is up to us if we build ours beside them.”

“Stop riddling, Halsin. I am not some… forest dweller - You know that. I can't pretend to be excited over a damn caterpillar, I can't live among the foxes, I can't even... sate them, not yet anyway. Not while I am like this. I can only drain them and leave them bloodless. While you -” he patted Halsin’s chest, tears prickling in his eyes.

“- you can fuck them senseless on a stupid grassy field underneath the glistening stars – and come the morning you might as well build a damn nest for homeless birds or something equally... disgustingly sweet-”

He tried to laugh, swallowed, turning his head and inhaling sharply before meeting the druid’s gaze with his chin held high.

“I am not like that. I never will be.”

“And you think they love me more because of what you said? That I’ll somehow …take them from you?”

“No. I will give them to you before that can happen. Because what you said is true. I do love them. And they might think they love me, but what they deserve… is you.”

“They are a person, they can neither be taken nor given.”

“Ah yes, by all means get stuck on the unimportant! Knowing damn well who is on the winning side.”

Halsin’s shoulders dropped, and carefully he cupped Astarion's cheek.

“It is okay to be afraid, little star”, he said softly.

Something in the pale elf’s eyes shattered. No one had ever called him that with such utter affection, with not a hint of condescendence.

“I... I just thought I would be free. After they convinced me I can be. After I saw what life can offer. Now I know only fear, because I don't know if I can be happy without them, no matter how free I am.”

Halsin pulled him closer, embracing him in his arms as the high elf melted into the touch, his breath grew ragged and shallow as he fought the tears.

“That fear is love, and to get to love so tenderly as you do is the true freedom.”

Astarion shuddered, chuckling hollowly.

The druid’s voice rumbled in his chest. “We will figure it all out. Together. After all, I would not have asked to share in their heart if I did not care for you, too.”

“So you genuinely never once thought about pushing me aside?”

Halsin ran his hand through his silver curls.

“I don't even believe in pushing anyone aside. But you have also been brave enough to speak your fears. Should you decide you merely agreed out of fear of what would happen if you didn't, and don't want me to be in this arrangement any longer, I will respect that.”

Astarion inhaled his earthy scent, shaking his head a bit before pulling slightly away and looking up at the taller man. “No. I suppose I always knew your intentions were as pure as your good self. I want you to stay. For them… and for me.”

To Astarion's shock, Halsin planted a gentle kiss on his forehead before smiling down at him.

“There's nothing I'd like more.”

#baldurs gate 3 #oc x canon #astarion #astarion ancunin #halsin #halsin silverbough #astarion x halsin #astarion x tav #halsin x tav #fanfiction #bg3 #i am so insecure abt my writing but i wanted to share this bc fkgjkfjf i love them

[camels-pen]

completely unrelated thought to literally anything i've been doing today:

canon Sanji getting swapped with a Sanji from a genderswap AU. key point is that everyone's p much the same personality wise

there are crises going on. but mostly for canon Sanji lmao

this includes:

Luffy still likes to walk around w/ an open shirt

Franky also still likes to walk around w/ an open shirt

Usopp, guess what, also likes to walk around w/ an open shirt

granted, Usopp at least wears crop tops sometimes

Brook looks pretty much the same except for speaking mannerisms / voice pitch; startles the hell out of Sanji bc he keeps expecting it to be his Brook until a Skull Joke comes out of those chuckling teeth

The knee jerk reaction to Robin and Nami keeps crossing wires- one moment Sanji will just register a guy in his peripheral but not who he's speaking to and cuss and complain and shit. then the realization will kick in and he'll be caught up trying to apologize, but then wondering if he does need to apologize because uh, Nami and Robin are guys here right?? and they're not his Nami and Robin, but at the same time he can't just be rude to Nami and Robin-

he ends up staring into space for a while thinking in circles about it

Zoro is now of the gender he typically dotes on

"H-Hey, Moss-chan-"

"Don't call me that"

"Right. You want a smoothie?"

"I'm not gonna fuck you."

Usopp is the easiest to dote on, followed by Chopper, Franky, and Luffy. funny thing is, aside from Zoro, none of them have complained about/refused said doting. Sanji is reassuring himself that his list doesn't mean anything. he's not falling for Usopp just because of a pair of tits. that'd be ridiculous. after all his Usopp has got plenty big tits already-

he slams his head into a wall trying to forget that thought

also. he has no outlet for any frustration/anger/overwhelming feelings because he's got his code of chivalry thing. so he can't fight Zoro and he doesn't want to fight Robin or Nami. he starts smoking more to compensate, but then he either runs out or Chopper intervenes and gets him to promise to limit his use

in short. suffering.

This Nami and Robin do notice though & while Nami very much does not want to fight Sanji on account of, yknow, not wanting any broken bones or terrible injuries, Robin on the other hand-

He knew it'd help Sanji and it'd be nice to have a sparring partner to practice the more deadly things he can do on someone who can handle it, so he's kinda like "if it'll help, i don't mind sparring"

Sanji is caught between "oh fuck yes, finally someone to kick" and "I CANT HURT ROBIN-KUN"

the sparring ends up very pathetic on Sanji's side of things- think his fight with Kalifa but without him trying to bluff and looking openly stressed- Usopp listens to Sanji's woes about it later while she tinkers on inventions lmao

Usopp is also oddly clingy with Sanji, more so than his own Usopp. However, Sanji doesn't even bother thinking about it, just happy to soak up all the affection. He always has some sort of crisis thinking about his own Usopp later though.

Zoro, and I cannot stress this enough, is a woman. a buff, sweaty, mossball of a woman.

so yeah, suffering.

fem sanji, on the other hand:

having the time of her life

proud bisexual woman going "dear god, so many hot guys- wait shit, is that mosshead"

starts getting "overly friendly" with Usopp- laying his head in her lap, playing with his hair, carrying him around, calling him pet names, making him special snacks, etc.

everyone else puts it together real quick, except Usopp. who doesn't realize the answer until fem Sanji gives him a goodbye kiss on the cheek before going to prep for dinner

The answer: fem Usopp and fem Sanji are dating

fem Sanji: he's Usopp, therefore he's my partner in this flipped world, therefore I gotta treat him right while his own Sanji isn't here

Usopp wants to tell her the truth. but also. doesn't.

he is a mix of guilt and happiness every time he doesn't speak up and gets some gesture of love from her

in conclusion: one way or another, there is suffering all around <3

#one piece #sanji #usopp #genderbend au #nemotime #fem sanuso #sanuso #<- bet you thought i wouldn't be adding that tag when u started reading huh? well think again sanuso is always on the brain #in my most self indulgent heart sanji has a Realization tm from hanging with fem usopp #& when he gets back to his usopp he kisses him full on the lips no hesitation #the other self indulgent part says sanji finally gets Something through his thick skull #and starts trying not to act so different w/ folks based on gender #fem sanji doesn't learn anything though she's just along for a fun ride lmaooo #there is. possibility for angry/embarrassing 'actually i'm not dating my sanji' reveal #or a similar 'hey maybe dont change behaviour based on gender' realization but ehhh #i just want fem sanji having a blast and basically getting a vacation from her own crew. dunno why just want that for her #also. im working on my sanusoweek stuff i prommy

[is-the-snake-video-cute]

Hiie!

I can't find any posts about this yet. What are your pros/cons on bioactive enclosures? I've seen alot of opinions online but like, professionally what's the move? I'm a naturalist at a state park and we are getting new terrariums and I want to go bio to display native plants alongside the animals! Can live plants and reptiles do well without the "cleanup crew"?

Also, if moving in the bioactive direction, do you recommend buying an active soil like biodude? I've seen people online using soil, moss, plants, isopods, worms from outside in their tanks. How do you sanitize/quarantine? Are parasites an issue?

Askinf for corn snake, king snake, box turtles, if that makes a difference. I already sent our vet these same questions, I'm casting a wide net for all the info I can get :) Thank youuuu I love this blog sm 💗

Hello hello, very good questions!! I don't keep any of my personal snakes in bioactive enclosures (I don't enjoy trying to keep plants alive and I'm not the biggest fan of insects), but at my wildlife center we've been moving to keeping several of our display snakes in bioactive enclosures for the past few years and they're really nice in educational settings!

Like I said, I don't like bioactive enclosures for my own pets - aside from the additional hassle of bugs and plants, I keep a lot of snakes with special needs and more sterile enclosures make things easier on me. I wouldn't recommend bioactive enclosures for special-needs animals because they make it harder to spot problems like abnormal waste.

On the flip side, though, they're really great tools in educational settings because the naturalistic look sells the whole setup and (as you mention!) is perfect for highlighting native flora. They also never need deep-cleaned, which is a huge plus. They're time-consuming to set up but they can save you time in the long run.

If you're going bioactive, you really do need a cleanup crew. An ideal bioactive enclosure is a minature, self-sustaining ecosystem, and your cleanup crew is essential to getting the nitrogen cycle a-flowin'. Aside from doing the obvious and helping to clean up messes, insects also aerate the soil by burrowing through it, keeping everything healthier. You can totally try to set up plants without the clean up crew, but you might have a bit of a time with regular cleaning at maintenance without their help.

I asked our soil biology expert at my wildlife center, and she says that pre-packaged soils from the Biodude and the like can be super convenient and helpful, but there's also no harm in DIY-ing it if you'd like. You can buy the topsoil, moss, etc. you need at garden centers, and often much cheaper! She agrees with me that there is enough risk of parasites and other dangers such as fertilizers and pesticides with dirt/worms/etc. straight from outside that's it wise to buy it instead just to be safe. Be sure to look for organic topsoils without fertilizer or vermiculite - soils have ingredients written on the bags so be careful to look and make sure! Kellogg brand is my go-to soil for reptiles.

No matter where you get your soils, a good way to sterilize them is with heat. What we actually do at work is just pop it in the microwave! About five minutes per batch works well. This is really important because it kills any mold that may be sneaking in. You don't have to bother with this step if you buy a pre-made soil like the Biodude's, they come safe and ready to use.

Your cleanup crew (springtails and isopods are probably the easiest to work with, I prefer them to anything else honestly) shouldn't need quarantined, though. They should be good to go as soon as you bring them in.

Once you get everything set up, I recommend letting the enclosure cycle for at least a month. We learned from hard experience that your cleanup crew can easily be overwhelmed the presence of your reptile if they're not acclimated to their new home!

All the best!! If you all do decide to go bioactive, I'd love pictures - there are few things better than seeing happy snakes in beautiful enclosures!

#not a rating #snake enclosures #bioactive enclosures

[nuevialnst]

hi kyle it's moss, they are here with an ada wong request, but don't feel pressured writing it if it's not for your taste (or you can change ada for whoever you want, it's kinda free form)💕

— (this is some kind of au but what kind, nobody knows) it's friday night, movie night where chris, claire, leon, luis, ada, and you get together at one of your guys' place with snacks, drinks, everything that is needed to have fun. as always, ada and you take the couch to yourselves with a giant blanket, you sitting between her legs with your back pressed against hers. oh how she can't help herself and how she is so grateful everyone is focusing on the loud movie that is playing, she has plenty of space and opportunity to let her hands wander around your body and more...

hope you have fun with this mess 🤭 again, do not feel pressured to write it, only if you'd like

This request was really good anyways I just love ada wong bc she is the best girl besides Jill.

Have fun with your requested fic Moss and this took me a while to write although it was not hard work for me!! &lt;3

— Thats it baby, Focus on me.

Pairings: Ada wong x Fem! Reader

Summary: What the request said bc I can’t say anymore things 😭

Cw. Secret relationship w ada wong, slight mommy kink, fingering, cunnilingus, getting heard/caught by Claire, body worship, praise, wlw, kissing session + marks being left, and fluff at the end. NOT PROOF READ AND PLS LMK IF I MISSED ANYTHING!

Character Count: 13.1k

It was a friday night, which meant a movie night with the group (chris, claire, leon, luis, ada, and you) getting together at your place to watch a couple of crappy horror movies in a circle on the floor of your living room while the rest of your friends go about their own business. you've already made popcorn and have a bunch of beer in front of you, as well as soda and milk for all of them. leon is sitting next to you, his arm slung around the back of your couch while the other hand rests on your shoulder.

when he sees a movement out of the corner of his eye he reaches up and turns off the TV, just because he doesn't want people to startle at the sound of the tv being turned on, then turns to face you. he's got that dopey grin on his face and you can feel yourself turning red. you know that you like it when he looks at you, but you also know that it might be too much.

So instead you try to avoid another deep conversation, turning the TV back on putting on a three hour long movie, and bringing out this gigantic blanket throwing it over everyone except ada because she happened to have brought one from your bedroom. Although, before she had went to grab it you told her that it was fine with you.

Ada has been acting weird ever since you and Leon had been becoming close friends, though not in an awkward way. she'd always been pretty easy going, which was how you knew that you were totally into her even if she didn't seem to notice it.

What had made it harder for you was that there wasn't really anything else to talk about when you were hanging out with ada. About the time the movie will start, you try to get comfortable on the floor, as you are sitting between her legs with your back pressed against hers.

It was a little uncomfortable, so you try to move back, but she moves forward pushing herself closer until your thighs touch, then sliding your arms around your waist pressing her hands behind your back. she starts playing with the hem of your shirt. her lips brush your ear and you shiver.

"You don't wanna do that," you murmur quietly so that no one else can hear the two of you, but the movie is loud they are probably not going to. she pulls away. "it wouldn't be right." you whisper still trying to move back without making a big deal out of it. you're embarrassed about the whole thing but even more to be caught by the others with ada.

"Maybe we can go to your room." she whispers to you making your cheeks flushed red.

You are sitting between her legs with your back pressed against hers. you're sure it'll be ok. if anyone would notice it, it's ada. and she hasn't mentioned it once. but that just means that she's thinking about it, so maybe the whole thing isn't such a bad idea. She pulls back. "I guess," you murmur. she gets up slowly and takes your hand as you get up and follow her upstairs, stopping outside of your door. she leans down giving you a peck. then pulls away again looking shyly at your feet.

you smile at her softly then open your door and step inside closing it behind you. ada follows in and you walk over to your bed, she sits down. you sit next to her and give her a kiss. it feels different than your first one, or the ones that came after it. there's something more to that feeling.

you pull apart a second later. "We should probably lock the door..” she mumbles looking embarrassed as she pulls the door shut. “you know.. for safety reasons.” you nod, “yeah, good idea…” you murmur blushing hard. she kisses you again and you both end up crawling onto your bed. she straddles your lap.

you take a deep breath, you know exactly where this is going.

"i think we should.." you pause biting your lip and leaning forward so that your noses touch. "should uh…" you start kissing her neck trailing soft kisses down to her collarbone and back up again. This goes on for a couple of minutes until the two of you stop. "are you.. ready?" she asks quietly hoping that the answer won't be yes. ada nods slightly, smiling a bit. you lean up and kiss her deeply for several seconds.

she tastes so sweet just like candy.

she lays you down and begin kissing every inch of your skin that you have exposed . ada runs her hands through your hair and you hold onto her tightly. you feel ada's tongue trace patterns on your stomach and her mouth makes its way to your breasts. you moan. "oh god..." she murmurs pulling your top off and taking it over her head. you reach up running your fingers through her hair and gently tugging. ada giggles. she kisses and nibbles down your body until you are completely naked under her hands, then you pull back. "are you ready for me now?" she murmurs moving closer to kiss your neck again.

Humming in response, just knowing ada loves to be rough but knows when you aren't ready to go all the way. "alright baby... i'm gonna show you how much I love you..." you feel ada's teeth bite lightly into your neck, leaving an impression that she likes it but she also knows that your limits.

"Good girl... now let me mark you~" your eyes drift closed at those words, while you let her. she traces her tongue across the top of your left breast and then traces it down towards your belly button. she trails light touches along your abdomen and back up until she finally reaches your pubic bone. you squirm. "oh baby..." you whine. ada smiles at you. "you're ready." you nod.

"let's do it.." you say in a husky voice. ada looks up at you for a second then starts to work on getting rid of your pants and underwear until you're both lying naked on your bed together. you look at each other in awe. ada smiles. "let's make it quick okay.." she says kissing you again. your mind races with thoughts of all the things you wanted to do with ada. she begins moving her hips up and down gently rubbing circles around your clitoris causing a sharp gasp to escape your lips.

"fuck.." you moan. ada continues to grind into your body at a steady pace. you run a hand through her hair as she rocks into you. "oh god.." you moan again. ada stops moving suddenly, "don't come yet okay.. i can tell you're almost there.." she says kissing your cheek. you close your eyes, "come on.. please.." you whimper desperately. you want her so badly but you also want everything to slow down so that it feels like you're coming alive.

ada gives you a last long kiss. "give me a moment," she murmurs getting up off of you to take her own panties off. "hold on my baby.." she whispers in your ear. "just give me a minute.” you're not sure why she says it so softly, she always calls you baby in public but when you have sex with her it doesn't feel intimate at all, just comforting. she crawls back on top of you, then presses her lips against yours and she slips a finger inside of you.

you moan, "ah.." she moves the digit inside faster. "that's it.. that's the spot...” you moan. she rubs her finger against you, making you moan louder. "so tight.." she murmurs nuzzling your neck, "just let go baby, let go.." you feel her hand slip inside you and slide all the way to your clit and rubbing vigorously. you groan softly "oh yeah..” she continues to press her lips against yours. "oh fuck.." you moan and close your eyes, feeling waves of pleasure hitting your core. your legs wrap round ada's waist.

She starts to move her fingers a faster and you can already feel your body tensing up. you moan again, your hands squeezing onto her sides as another wave of pleasure hits you. "shhh, baby..” she hushes holding your hips firmly, keeping the pace steady and fast.

"it's alright..” you moan and your grip on her tightens. "it's okay baby....” her voice is filled with excitement. "faster.." you beg her. you can't stand it anymore your hips bucking upwards. you feel ada pull out and grab a pillow from the bed and place it under your back and she starts thrusting. "ah shit...” you groan, grabbing the pillow tighter. "you're so beautiful.. such a nice body.." she murmurs against your neck.

Throwing your head back, in closure to climaxing, as her words of praise are sending you to cloud 9 while her fingers work you like magic. "hnnn!" you cry out . "almost there...hold out a bit longer...just focus on me.” she whispers whipping away the tears from your face with her other hand.

The state you were in made ada capture this moment as if it was a vivid dream, you trembling underneath her not being able to hold out any longer while you were crying and gasping for air, your body tensed up and shaking, your arms wrapped around her torso in ectascy.

You had never felt anything like this before. you didn't expect the intensity that came with it, you thought it'd be a little less intense, but it was even better. you could taste yourself on her lips and she kissed you softly. "your mine..” she whispers and places a gentle kiss on your shoulder, you shudder as she continues pumping her fingers into you. "God— Ada!” you moaned her name as you put your head into her chest trying to muffle all the sounds that came from you besides the sqeltching wetness of your pussy being pounded by her fingers.

"m` close....” you groan feeling as though you might faint from orgasm. you can feel sticky liquid trickling down your plush thighs as her fingers continue pounding into you. "yes-- gonna cum.." you blurt out following a pornographic moan gripping onto the sheets beneath you. "I've gotcha baby, keep making those sweet sounds for me..” you feel your whole body tightening in response to her pleasurable tone and you feel the tension leave your body. "ahhh..” you let out a soft moan releasing on her fingers and the grey sheets beneath you.

Ada lowered herself down and began lapping the juices running from your cunt as she praises you with such words as: "you did so well..” and "you taste so fucking amazing just like how I imagined.."

Ada says smirkingly at you before pressing a lingering kiss on your cunt, then the two of you heard loud footsteps coming towards the locked door. "fuck!!” you shriek covering your crotch with one hand. "shit shit shit shit shit..." ada said scrambling for your clothes as you scrambled around for yours which you were still wearing.

You both pulled your pants on quickly as the footsteps came closer to the door. Telling ada to hide somewhere because they can’t know that you two are secre together. Walking towards the door and unlocking it, cracking it slight, you said “Yes?” and it was Leon outside the door telling you that the others are heading out, but that Claire wanted to talk to you.

He calls Claire and leaves the both of you alone to talk. “Listen…I don’t want to be that type of person to say this, but I heard everything.” The silence became loud as you stared at her with a blank ass stare , unable to believe what she had just told you. "what do you mean?” you ask.

"I overheard the whole thing, you and ada in your room, And we were sitting downstairs just chatting about the movie, but I was trying to keep quiet about your business.” She pauses waiting for you to reply. you sigh heavily. "we should probably stop this conversation here because I’ve got to meet with sherry right now...” she nods. “I see..could you keep this between you and me?”

“yeah..yeah no problem.”

“i'll get going now.." Claire says walking away and back downstairs leaving.

"Alright..talk later." You nod, closing the door behind you slowly and looking concerned , you turn around only to find ada standing by the door watching you. "hey babe..what did she say to you?" She asks.

"she knew."

“What?!”

"She knows we're seeing each other, but she said she would keep quiet about this and not tell the others.” You say, looking down, not wanting to look her in the eye.

"wow.." she takes a deep breath and wraps her arm around your shoulders, pulling you into her. "she's a good listener... but she cares about us. I don't wanna be exposed to the others and she knows how I feel.” You sigh, "yeah she does.” ada mumbled. "look at me." she pulls your chin up to look at her face. "no matter what happens, if they find out about our relationship let them..”

"Let them think what they wanna,” you shake your head slightly, "they can't make us break up because of some stupid rumors they hear, and I'm not breaking up with you over something like this." She kisses you gently, "I love you..”.

“I love you too.” You smile lightly holding her hand in yours and caressing it softly. "however,” she began to speak, "I still think we should tell them tonight, so they can stop pestering us..”

"And you think this will help us?” you said puzzled

.

"well you haven't mentioned our relationship yet to them, so maybe i’ll send a message to the groupchat and finally leave us be.” You said grabbing your phone off the nightstand texting the groupchat about your relationship with ada and that you’ve been keeping it a secret from everyone, and to keep their noses out of your affairs.

After a couple hours later, you went to sleep in ada's arms after dinner and bath. you woke up in a tangle of limbs. ‘i hope she’s okay sleeping next to me..’ you think snuggling into ada more, enjoying her warmth, she stirs in her sleep and moves towards you wrapping her arms tightly around you in a hug. you smile softly and drift off to sleep again.

#resident evil #ada wong x reader #ada wong x fem reader #ada wong #re4 ada wong #requests to bl1ss #bl1ss posts #resident evil 🚔 #resident evil x reader #resident evil smut #resident evil fluff #lesbian

[faeflowerz]

TWST Guys as Monsters

Of all the things that could inspire me. Its a fnaf cryptid post. I used monsters since the cryptids I found weren't as fun as I wanted them to be. Oh well!

Warnings: None

Characters: Riddle, Azul, Idia

If you like what you see, feel free to shoot me a request! Anon isn't on but I won't post your name unless you ask me to. ✌🏿

Monster!Riddle would probably make a good sleep paralysis demon? Well, in theory. You'd been pulling all nighters to get through your exams. Since its your finals before graduation, you're pretty stressed. The week before, you had ended up falling asleep halfway through your cram session. Books and pens and paper were scattered all on top of you as you have THAT kind of dream again. You know the one. Where you dream of going through your day only to find out that you'd been in bed the whole time. But this time, when you realize that you're lucid, he is there.

By your bedside, a shadowy figure is pawing at the supplies scattered on your lap. You wanna yell at him, but you're woefully immobile. "You can't possibly believe that studying this way will help you," when he looks to you, fear swells in your heart. All you could make out were cold gray and the rest of him is short and comprised of black shadows and red haze. His long claws picks up your textbook curiously, careful not to rip anything. "Interesting. The history of you humans never ceases to amaze me." Then he notices your (lovingly refurbished) tablet and is about to reach for it. You manage to whimper in protest.

Then he stops. The concern in your eyes tells him what the matter was. The monster leaves it alone, but now his attention is completely on you. Despite the initial terror, you can sort of make out a face when he's face to face with you. Maybe you're still dreaming or crazy, but he sort of has a baby face. Then he says something that surprises you.

"Can you show me more?"

Monster!Azul: would be a kraken. Why wouldn't he be? You'd been shipwrecked and stranded on an uninhibited island. Not only are you desperate for a way back to civilization, you've also been extremely lonely. Or at least, you would have been if you weren't being helped by what you could only assume was a spirit on the island. From catching fish to knocking down trees to even warning you of storms, the spirit seems tentatively friendly. That is, until you finally make the boat you'd been working on. It's a raft, but still.

And so you whisper a prayer of gratitude to the spirit and set sail. And you get some distance...until a huge wave knocks you over, decimating your tiny little bundle of wood. You have no time to panic as something grabs your ankle and drags you down. You're sure you're drowning, but you didn't have to take even one gulp air. And yet, you gasp and flail with terror as you come face to face with your spirit. He's huge. His hand wraps around your entire body and you cease moving in fear of being squeezed to death.

"I do believe it’s time to collect on those favors," he says.

Monster!Idia is a mothman and hes still pathetic. You're out with some friends in a cabin for the weekend. Its pretty boring since your buddies are on the glamp type beat. Still, you got all this shit bc you wanted to rough it in the woods, damn it!! So you grab your shit and hike out away from them. They begged you to take your phone, but a REAL camper has nothing but moss on the trees and the moon. Its pretty full too.

So its going well for a bit until it rains. Too far to get back to the cabin, you hide out in a cave. Thankfully you salvaged what you can and make a fire for the night. You're tired and you start to regret everything. Then your eyes close. You swear you heard something shuffling around but you hope it's just the dead leaves and crackling fire. Until you feel something watching you. Your eyes shoot open and before you is a fuzzy man with wings tucked discreetly behind his back. Someone screams but it wasn’t you. It was him, and he scurries away from you.

"Eek! Y-you're alive?!"

"Of course I am! Why on earth would you think I was dead?"

"I just figured...since you're here and not at that cabin...you must have died to come all the way out here." He stays close to the fire, glancing at it every now and then.

"Ah, no...I wanted to rough it in the woods. That's the point of camping."

"...That's stupid," he finally says after a long silence. You sit up in shock. "You didn’t even pack anything useful for your mission. If it wasn't for this cave, it really would be game over for you." The lanky man grins, and his razor sharp teeth makes you shiver. Then, he moves slightly and scoots only a little closer. You catch a glimpse of the underside of his wings and see brilliant cerulean and black.

"It was the rain," you manage to reply. "Had it not been for that, I wouldn't have lost half my stuff." Crossing your arms, you try to rub off the goosebumps on your skin. Another long silence before you see that blue again, this time around your shoulder. The mothman had moved closer.

"I read that humans can get cold easily...so uh...just this once...I'll let you warm up." Neither of you acknowledge the blushes that forms on both your faces.

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[hmshermitcraft]

Doc and Grian hate each other. well..

Dog hates Grian, he's always messing with his stuff, breaking it, vandalizing it, covering it in dirt. The whole nine yards with this guy, and the worst part is that doc can't do anything to get him back! Every retaliation Doc sends Grian's way is disregarded with a laugh, like water off the back of a duck. Makes sense, pesky bird.

Eventually, after Doc manages to uncover his beloved perimeter and Grian just comes back with more dirt, more stupid live laugh love signs, Doc snaps. He's never really shouted at anyone on hermicraft, never had a reason to. This is too far, Doc can only take so much, even if he didn't have the creeper side of his brain yelling about how his territory was being threatened.

To Doc, the perimeter is his home, his nest, where he eats and sleeps, where he's comfortable and able to mess around with redstone. Grian constantly coming in and messing with it is upsetting on an instinctual level but until now Doc has ignored it, telling himself that Grian was his friend and surely he wouldn't take it too far.

He was proven wrong and now he was screaming, screaming at Grian because he just couldn't take it anymore. It doesn't matter that Grian doesn't know German, it doesnt matter that Grian looks afraid, all that matters is getting the point across that the perimeter is Doc's space, Doc's nest. It is not a place to do whatever you wish.

After he's done, Grian is stunned and silent. Doc runs away to the deepest, darkest, safest, corner and covers himself in moss. He doesn't speak to anyone for a while, exactly how long he doesn't know. The rest of the nho bring him food and water, leaving it a respectful distance away.

He's nearly ready to come back up, back to socializing, when he hears talons clack on the deepstone in front of him. He starts hissing immediately but Grian is not well known for taking the hint.

"I cleaned it up, it's all back to normal. And I- well, I got Mumbo and Tango to help me with the tunnel bore. Me n' Scar got it all back to how you had it."

It doesn't feel great to know that grian had been running around when he wasn't up, but the sentiment is appreciated. He sighs and raises his head, the usual glow of his eye gone because he hasn't charged it in probably weeks.

"can you lead me out. can't see." Creeper vision on its own is nearly blind, he's gotta fix that.

It's trust. Doc is still fuming, angry and vile, but Grian showed that he realized his mistake, he righted his mistake, and Doc trusts him not to be malicious again.

Grian holds his hand the whole way out of the cave, warning him of lips and ledges that he can't see. Doc knows he's closer than necessary, knows he's sorry. He accepts the apology and leans back.

It's not forgiveness, but it is something.

-s

It isn't hard, though, to notice the way Grian avoids him afterwards. He gets the occasional nod if they pass by each other in the shopping district, but the dumb bird is hard to find otherwise. Even in the shopping district, Doc has seen him maybe once or twice.

He knows he should be pleased. Finally, he's got what he wanted. His nest has been left alone, everything is fixed and he can continue working on his projects.

So, damn it, why does he miss the stupid guy?

Grian pushed too far, sure, but Doc still enjoyed his company. He enjoyed the game of cat and mouse they had together, if only it hasn't escalated so far. The Civil War and Area 77 worked because it just wasn't happening at Doc's own nest. He had a place to retreat to at the end of it all to curl up and feel safe.

He hates being the one to give, but he's growing tired of Grian avoiding him. It seems like Doc needs to think of his own play - just with some ground rules this time.

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