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Can I Help You

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This is a little shorter than I wanted it to be, but here is my first ever Luke Hughes series. message me to be added to the tag list. Enjoy!

Luke sat in the chilly office, his fingers nervously tapping on the worn textbook in front of him. His father's anger was palpable to put it lightly, the tension he left in the room thick enough to cut with a knife.

The threat of losing his hockey privileges forever loomed over him like a dark cloud, but Luke's mind kept drifting to the upcoming game. It was all he could think about, consuming his every thought.

He needed to make it to that game, not just for himself, but for his father, his teammates, and the sheer love of the sport that coursed through his veins.

This was his last chance to prove himself, to show everyone that he wasn't a lost cause. But no matter how hard he tried, academics remained an enigma, a puzzle he couldn't quite solve.

The worst part was that it wasn’t just the pressure from his dad, but his coach, worst of all. The memory was fresh in his mind, the words still ringing in his head.

"Luke, you're one of our star players, but I can't keep you on the team if your grades don't improve. This is your last chance. Get a tutor, get your act together, or you're benched for the season."

Lost in his thoughts, Luke almost jumped out of his skin when a sudden knock at the door pierced the silence. His eyes darted away from the textbook, heart racing in his chest.

"Who's there?" Luke muttered, his voice barely above a whisper. Seconds ticked by, each one feeling like an eternity. Then, a familiar feminine voice broke through the stillness, sending a shiver down his spine.

"It's me, Luke. Can I come in?" The voice was like honey, smooth and sweet, and Luke's mind instantly lit up with recognition.

It was her, the girl of his dreams, the one he had been secretly pining for. The hottest girl in school, and the one he had been assigned to work with.

In a flash, Luke leapt to his feet, nearly tripping over himself in his haste to reach the door. Energy surged through his body, a sudden burst of adrenaline that made his heart race and his palms sweat. He took a deep breath, trying to compose himself before turning the handle.

As the door swung open, Luke found himself face to face with her, his breath catching in his throat.

"Hey," he managed to stutter out, his voice cracking slightly. He could feel the heat rising in his cheeks, a blush spreading across his face as he tried to play it cool, leaning casually against the doorframe.

But inside, his heart was pounding, his mind racing with a thousand thoughts and possibilities, all centered around the stunning girl standing before him.

Her dark hair was pulled into a bun, her glasses resting on her nose as she looked Luke up and down. "You know what day it is Luke?" The girl says playfully as she enters the room.

Luke immediately blushes, as he was already aware of why she was in his room today. "Uh, yeah" he replies quickly, not wanting to give off the idea he didn't know.

She smiles, a devilish grin that just made Luke melt even more. "Good, then let's get started," she said softly, as she sat down next to him.

Luke sat next to her, the tension in the room was thick, could cut it with an axe. Luke was a nervous wreck, every word he said left an awkward pause before she would reply, and she always had the perfect response on standby.

He started to sweat, realizing how lucky he was to be in this position, she was the hottest girl in school, but still just another person. He kept going over in his head, what do I say next?

"Are you paying attention?' she probed with a smile.

"Oh yeah, definitely, I'm sorry I was uh, just thinking about something I'll try a little harder from now on" Luke's blushing and nervousness increases and his tone becomes shaky as he speaks. The girl giggles a little to herself, knowing the effect she has on him.

It was midway through their lesson when Luke finally worked up the courage to speak. "Hey, I know it's pretty out of nowhere, but..." he hesitates, not knowing how to finish the sentence.

The girl looks at him, waiting for him to finish, and he quickly composes himself "My frat is hosting a party on Saturday, and um... I was wondering if you would come and... uh... you know..."

Her eyebrow arched slightly as she considered Luke's invitation, a playful smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "Are you asking me to be your date to the party, Luke?" she asked, her voice tinged with amusement.

Luke felt his cheeks burn, his heart pounding in his chest as he struggled to find the right words. "Well, I mean... yeah, I guess I am," he stammered, rubbing the back of his neck nervously.

"I just thought it could be fun, you know? We could hang out, maybe dance a little..."

She leaned back in her chair, studying him with those piercing eyes that seemed to see right through him. "I don't know, Luke," she said, her tone teasing. "I'm not sure if you can handle me on the dance floor."

Luke's eyes widened, his mouth going dry at the thought of dancing with her, feeling her body moving against his. "Oh, I can handle it," he blurted out, immediately regretting his words as he saw the glint of mischief in her eyes.

She laughed, a sound that made Luke's heart skip a beat. "Alright then, you're on," she said, reaching out to poke his chest playfully. "But I have to warn you, I've got some moves that might make you blush."

Luke grinned, feeling a surge of confidence at her acceptance. "I'm not afraid of a little challenge."

She smirked, leaning in closer until her face was just inches from his. "We'll see about that," she whispered, her breath hot against his skin.

With that, she pulled back, turning her attention back to the textbook in front of them as if nothing had happened. But Luke could still feel the electricity crackling between them, the promise of something more hanging in the air.

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She stepped out of the car, the crisp winter air cut through the bustling campus of the University of Michigan, carrying with it the promise of snow.

As she walked across the bustling campus, her breath forming small clouds in front of her, Y/N's mind drifted to the mountain of homework waiting for her back at the dorm.

y/n sighed, adjusting the heavy bag on her shoulder.

Before long, she arrived at her dorm building, the sound of laughter and chatter spilling out from the open windows. She climbed the stairs to her third-floor room, the noise growing louder with each step.

y/n opened the door, she was greeted by a familiar sight - her two roommates, Emma and Clarke, engaged in a fierce battle of Wii Sports. Emma shouted, swinging her controller wildly as her Mii slammed a tennis ball across the virtual court.

"Oh, it's on!" Clarke yelled back, her tongue poking out in concentration as she returned the shot. Y/N couldn't help but laugh at their antics, shaking her head as she closed the door behind her. "I'm home, nerds!" she called out over the din of the game.

"Hey, look who it is!" Emma exclaimed, not taking her eyes off the screen. Her voice carried a teasing lilt, the corners of her lips tugging into a mischievous grin.

"How's the new boy?" Clarke added, grunting as she lunged to make a particularly difficult shot. "Did you make any progress on turning jocks to geniuses today?"

Y/N rolled her eyes, flopping down on the fluffy beige couch. "Ha ha, very funny. For your information, Luke will be making great progress. He might even pass his classes this semester if he follows my advice."

"Ooh, first name basis, huh?" Emma waggled her eyebrows suggestively, her playful tone punctuated by the sound of button mashing. "Sounds like someone's got a crush on the hockey hottie!"

Y/N threw a pillow at her, laughing. "Shut up! It's not like that. I don't date students, remember?" Her voice was light, masking the faint flutter in her chest.

"Yeah, yeah, we know," Clarke said, finally tearing her eyes away from the game as it ended in her victory. "But you've got to admit, he's pretty cute.

For a jock, anyway." She smirked, her gaze flicking towards Y/N as if daring her to disagree. Y/N hid her smile behind a stray pillow, the warmth of her cheeks betraying her amusement.

As she cracked open her textbook, her mind couldn't help but wander to her previous relationship. Y/n didn’t necessarily lie to Luke, she didn’t date students but that wasn’t the reason she declined Lukes’s offer.

Mark was the star quarterback of the football team. They had started dating in their sophomore year after a tutoring session, drawn together by their shared drive and passion for success.

At first, things were great. They were the power couple of the campus, turning heads wherever they went. But as time went on, the cracks started to show.

Mark became possessive, jealous of any time Y/N spent with anyone else. He demanded constant attention, even when Y/N needed to focus on her studies.

Their fights were explosive, echoing through the halls of the dorm. Y/N knew it wasn't healthy, but she was in too deep. She loved Mark, or at least she thought she did.

It all came to a head one night when Mark showed up at her dorm, drunk and angry. He accused her of cheating on him, of putting her studies before their relationship.

Y/N tried to reason with him, but he would not listen. In a fit of rage, he put his fist through the wall, inches from her face.

That was the final straw. Y/N ended things then and there, despite Mark's pleas and promises to change. She knew she deserved better, and she wasn't going to let anyone, no matter how much she cared for them, derail her future.

But Mark couldn't seem to let go. He still texted her late at night, telling her how much he missed her, how he was going to make things right.

He'd corner her on campus, pleading for another chance. Y/N was firm in her resolve, but a small part of her couldn't help but wonder what might have been.

She shook her head, trying to focus on the words in front of her. That was the past, and she had moved on. She had her studies, her friends, and a bright future ahead of her. No boy, no matter how charming or persistent, was going to change that.

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Y/N stepped onto the ice, the cold air rushing over her skin as she took a deep breath. She adjusted her headphones, making sure they were securely in place, before reaching up to tighten her ponytail. Her hair was pulled back, the silky strands glinting under the bright lights of the rink.

With a final tug on her gloves, Y/N began to skate, her blades gliding smoothly over the glossy surface. She moved with purpose, her strides long and powerful as she built up speed.

The music in her ears was soft at first, a gentle melody that seemed to float through the air around her.

the opening notes of "After Hours" began to play, Y/N closed her eyes for a moment, letting the music wash over her. She could feel it in her bones, the rhythm pulsing through her veins like a heartbeat.

With a deep breath, she opened her eyes, her gaze focused and determined.

Thought I almost died in my dream again

Y/N struck a pose, her arms extended gracefully and her back arched. She held the position for a moment, her muscles taut and her expression serene. Then, with a sudden burst of energy, she pushed off, her blades cutting through the ice like a knife through butter.

Fightin' for my life, I couldn't breathe again

She glided backwards, her arms sweeping through the air in a fluid motion. Her hips swayed to the beat of the music, her body moving with a natural grace that was both sensual and athletic.

As the tempo increased, Y/N picked up speed, her legs pumping and her heart racing in her chest.

I'm fallin' in too deep

Without you, don't wanna sleep

With a sudden twist of her hips, Y/N launched herself into a spin, her arms tucked in close to her body. She rotated faster, her ponytail whipping around her face and her eyes closed in concentration. The world blurred around her, the colors and lights melting together into a dizzying kaleidoscope.

Unbeknownst to Y/N, Luke had just entered the rink through the locker room door. He paused for a moment, his hand still on the handle, as he caught sight of her on the ice. His eyes widened, his mouth falling open slightly as he watched her move.

Cause my heart belongs to you

I'll risk it all for you

I want you next to me

This time, I'll never leave

She was a vision, her body moving with a fluidity and grace that was almost otherworldly. Luke couldn't tear his gaze away, his heart pounding in his chest as he watched her spin and leap. He had never seen her like this before, so completely lost in the moment, so utterly free.

Quietly, Luke made his way over to the bleachers, his footsteps muffled by the thick rubber mats. He sat down heavily, his elbows resting on his knees as he leaned forward, his eyes never leaving Y/N's form. He could feel the heat rising in his cheeks, his palms growing damp with sweat as he watched her move.

Y/N was oblivious to his presence, her focus entirely on the music and the movement of her body. She glided across the ice, her blades flashing in the light as she picked up speed. Her arms were extended, her fingers graceful and delicate as they traced patterns in the air.

I'm fallin' in too deep, oh

Without you, I can't sleep

Insomnia relieve

Talk to me, without you I can't breathe

As the song reached its climax, Y/N's movements became more intense, more passionate. She launched herself into a series of jumps, her body twisting and turning in mid-air as she defied gravity. Luke's breath caught in his throat, his eyes wide with wonder as he watched her soar.

And I said, baby, I'll treat you better than I did before

I'll hold you down and not let you go

This time I won't break your heart, your heart, no

Finally, as the last notes of the song faded away, Y/N struck her final pose, her chest heaving and a triumphant smile on her face. Luke couldn't help himself - he burst into applause, startling Y/N out of her reverie.

She spun around, her eyes wide with surprise as she spotted Luke sitting in the bleachers. For a moment, they just stared at each other, the air crackling with tension and unspoken emotions. Then, slowly, Y/N skated over to the edge of the rink, her gaze never leaving Luke's.

"How long have you been watching?" she asked, her voice soft and slightly breathless.

Luke swallowed hard, his mouth suddenly dry. "Long enough to know that you're amazing," he said, his voice low and filled with admiration. "I had no idea you could skate like that."

Y/N ducked her head, a blush spreading across her cheeks. "It's just something I do for fun," she said, shrugging slightly. "I never thought anyone would see me."

Luke stood up, making his way down to the edge of the rink. "Well, I'm glad I did," he said, his eyes intense and filled with an emotion Y/N couldn't quite place.

"You're incredible, Y/N. Truly incredible." For a long moment, they just stared at each other, the air between them electric with possibility.

Then, slowly, Y/N reached out her hand, her fingers brushing against Luke's. "Skate with me?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

Luke hesitated for only a second before taking her hand, allowing her to pull him out onto the ice. He skated up to Y/N, a playful grin on his face as he reached out to take her hand. "Wow," he said, his voice slightly breathless.

"You weren't kidding when you said you had some moves. I'm definitely going to have to bring my A-game on Saturday if I want to keep up with you."

Y/N laughed, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she squeezed his hand. "I told you," she teased, her voice low and flirtatious. "I've got skills on and off the ice. You better be ready to dance your heart out."

Luke raised an eyebrow, his grin widening. "Oh, I'm ready," he said, his voice filled with confidence. "I may not be able to do all those fancy spins and jumps like you can, but I can definitely hold my own on the dance floor."

Y/N smirked, her free hand coming up to rest on his chest. "Is that so?" she asked, her fingers toying with the collar of his shirt. "Well then, I guess we'll just have to see who can outlast the other. Think you can handle a little friendly competition?"

Luke's heart raced at her touch, his skin tingling where her fingers brushed against him.

"With you? Always," he said, his voice low and husky. "I'm not afraid of a challenge, especially when the reward is getting to dance with the most beautiful girl in school."

Y/N's cheeks flushed pink, her eyes widening slightly at his words. "Flattery will get you everywhere, Luke," she said, her voice slightly breathless. "But don't think that means I'm going to go easy on you. I play to win, on and off the ice."

Luke chuckled, his thumb rubbing small circles on the back of her hand. "I wouldn't expect anything less," he said, his eyes locked on hers.

"But just remember, I've got a few tricks up my sleeve too. And I'm not afraid to use them to get what I want."

Y/N's breath hitched slightly, her body swaying closer to his. "And what exactly is it that you want, Luke?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

Luke's gaze dropped to her lips, his heart pounding in his chest. "You," he said simply, his voice rough with emotion. "I want you, Y/N. And I'm not going to stop until I make you mine."

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bingbongsupremacy · 11 months

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Pen Pal Pt. 2

Pairing: Ellie Williams x reader

Warnings: Nothing serious ( Ellie's a bit more excited ig than in the game. ) I don't feel like I'm getting her personality right in this one. I just feel like she'd be happy to meet her friend for the first time.

Summary: You finally get to meet Ellie. God has she changed.

*Not Proof Read* TLOU Masterlist

Pt. 1 Pt. 2 Pt. 3

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May 2, 2034 (18 yrs old)

Receiver: [email protected]

Subject: So

I'd love to come to Wyoming! Maybe you could finally show me that fair you're always talking about!

I can't wait to see you in person. Also your tattoo is amazing. Cat is so talented! I bet she's a great girl. I can't wait to meet her.

As long as your dad's on board with it, I'd love to go. Thank you for inviting me. Please thank Joel and your sister.

I'm gonna go look at tickets!

Love, Y/N

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After a long argument, my parents finally let me go to Wyoming.

I stare out of the plane window at the city below as we finally land. The pilot announces we can leave and people start to shuffle out of the confined space.

I make my way down the long hallway, not really sure where to go. I've never been on a plane before.

I finally make it to the baggage area where people crowd around the rotating machine.

Finally I spot the blue ribbons on my dark suitcase.

I follow the lane of moving people out a pair of large doors and into a bigger area of the airport. What seems like thousands of more people crowd the large area.

Fuck this is crazy.

I pull out my phone, sending a quick text to Ellie, letting her know I'm here.

I don't know where the fuck I'm supposed to go.

I scan my eyes around the room. There's so many people I'm not sure what to do. I think I'm supposed to meet them in here but I don't remember. Fuck why can't I remember?

A loud shout catches my attention.

" Y/N?! "

I spot a girl holding a white sign with 'Welcome to Wyoming' written on it.

My breath catches in my throat. Ellie.

The last time we sent pictures of what we looked like to each other, we were Freshmen. She's changed a lot.

Her auburn hair is shorter and half up in a bun. Her dark green shirt compliments her sparkling green eyes.

Her tattoo immediately captures my eye, causing me to trace her arm. Her muscles are slightly defined, leading up to her hands.

Her eyes land on mine and a small smile breaks out on her face. " Y/N? "

" Ellie! " I grin while immediately making my way towards her. I lug my heavy suit case and carry on behind me.

Ellie immediately hands the sign over to an older looking man I quickly recognize as Ellie's adoptive father, Joel.

I let go of my bags as I reach the trio. " Oh my god. You look exactly like your pictures. I'm so glad I haven't been catfished by a fifty-seven year old named Chuck. My friends were worried you were going to ax murder me. "

Ellie rolls her eyes. " Shut the fuck up. If I wanted to murder you, I would've had you come over sooner. " Ellie wraps her strong arms around my shoulders.

I'm immediately met with a the smell of the forest mixed with weed.

We pull away and Ellie introduces me to her family.

" Joel, Sarah, this asshole is Y/N. "

I slightly wack her in the ribs. " You're one to talk. "

" Y/N, this is Joel and Sarah. "

" Nice to meet you. " I greet the two. " Thank you guys for letting me stay here for the summer. "

" Nice to meet you too, kid. I've heard so much about you. It's no big deal. " Joel taps my shoulder kindly.

" Yeah Ellie never shuts the fuck up about you. " Sarah rolls her eyes. The older girl is immediately met with protest from Ellie.

" Girls, girls. " Joel sighs and rubs his forehead. " We have a guest. "

I grin at the two who apologize.

" Let's go. If we want a spot at Will's, we need to get our asses' to the diner. "

I turn around to grab my bags when a hand beats me to them.

Ellie hands one of the bags to Joel before turning to me. " Beat you too it. "

" I can carry my own bags, Williams. " I roll my eyes.

" I'm a fucking gentlewoman, L/N. I don't make my friends carry their bags. " Ellie grins.

Fuck her smile. She's so...fuck.

But friend? God of course. There's no way in hell she'd ever like me back. She's dating Cat! Why the hell am I still crushing on her? She's got a fucking girlfriend.

Joel leads us out of the airport and into a giant parking garage. " It's going to be a bit of a ride to town. "

" Don't worry, I'll keep ya entertained. I am your best friend, after all. " Ellie squeezes my shoulder with her empty hand. Joel opens the back of his truck and he slides my suitcase into the back. Ellie lifts up the suitcase with no struggle, easily sliding it next to the other one.

" Egotistical much? " I shake my head and slide into the seat behind Sarah.

" You love it. " Ellie hops in next to me, reaching over Joel's seat to turn on the radio.

" Driver picks the music. " Joel argues, switching the station.

" Actually the passenger. " Sarah smiles while changing to a pop station.

The three argue over who gets to pick the radio station, bringing a smile to my face. It's not like the arguments my parents have. There's no hate filled words being hurled around. Just jokes and slight annoyance. They aren't getting in each others faces. I don't feel scared to be around them.

I lean my head against the warm glass of Joels' truck. With a small yawn, I shut my eyes for a minute.

Just a minute.

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" Y/N. Wake up Y/N. " A hand softly shakes my shoulder.

I slowly open my eyes, squinting at the bright setting sun. " What the fuck? " I ask, confused where I am.

A small chuckle fills my ears. " Y/N get the fuck up. "

" Ellie? "

" Yes. We're here. Joel and Sarah are already inside saving us a seat. "

Oh shit I'm in Wyoming.

I hop out of the truck and follow Ellie into a brightly colored diner. " This place looks awesome. "

" The foods fucking fantastic. " Ellie holds open the door, waiting for me to enter.

" Thanks. "

We spot Joel and Sarah in the corner booth and make our way towards them.

" Ellie? " A voice asks.

A short black haired girl grins at us from her spot at a nearby table.

" Cat! Hey, babe. " A bright smile breaks across Ellie's face.

Cat hugs Ellie tightly before placing a small kiss on her cheek. " I didn't know you were gonna be here tonight. "

Ellie nods. " Yeah. Um you remember my friend, Y/N, right? "

" You're Pen pal, right? "

Cat finally seems to notice me. Her smile slightly less happy.

" Yeah. This is Y/N. Y/N this is my girlfriend, Cat. " Ellie happily introduces us. "

" Nice to meet you, Cat. " She's pretty for sure. And her style is great too.

" You too! "

Cat quickly moves back to talking with Ellie. I awkwardly shuffle in my spot, unsure what to do. Eventually I make my way towards Joel and Sarah.

" Ugh, Cat's here. " Sarah rolls her eyes once she looks up from the menu.

" Be nice, Sarah. " Joel grumbles, obviously not a big fan of the girl either.

" She's so fucking clingy. Like let Ellie breath. Damn. " Sarah explains.

Joel ignores the comment and continues scanning the menu. " You've gotta try the lemonade, kid. It's made fresh everyday. "

I grin at the older gentleman. " I definitely will. "

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We got home around 8. Ellie and Joel help me bring my bags into the house.

" We set up the guest room for you. It's right across the hall from Ellie's. " Joel pushes open the door.

" Thank you so much. You guys...you've done so much for me. " I turn to Ellie and Joel.

Ellie sets my suit case in the corner of the room. " Of course. "

" We love havin' ya here kid. " Joel ruffles the top of my head. " Have a good night. " He leaves the room, leaving Ellie and I behind.

" I was thinking maybe if you're not too tired tomorrow night we could have a movie night? " Ellie asks while leaning against the closet door.

I nod. " I'd love that. "

#fanfiction #fanfic #ellie williams x reader #ellie the last of us #ellie williams x you #ellie x you #ellie williams tlou #ellie williams x female reader #ellie williams #ellie tlou #ellie x fem reader #ellie x y/n

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joron1a-stardustlor · 4 months

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my opinions on the disventure camp all stars redesigns

Side note i physically cannot watch s2 without being so uncomfortable with the animation style but i think ik about it enough to give my ideas

Also ratings are for the redesigns and how good they are to me

!Trigger warning !

i am unfortunately pansexual and i want to kiss every single one of these redesigns 😔(excluding fiore, thank you to the person in the replies i forgot to clear that up omg)

-love the light red stripe and large bow, though i think blue suits gabby more i thinks its cute 9/10

Ok this is one of the best redesigns in my opinion I love her coat, shes hot, I WANT TO KISS HER 10/10

i think i prefered the old hair better but, who cares pop off James, our absolute king ! 5/10

THEY FIXED HIS SKIN THANK GOD

AND HIS STUPID ASS BOWLCUT new hairstyle lookin FRESHHHHG YUL! 10/10

litteraly nothing changed abt him but hes still hot 1/10 (again i have not watched s2 but im so scared they'll break up huntessally we need that poly rep and silliness!)

Um I LOVE HER HAIR SHE REALLY DOES GIVE A PAINTER/ARTISTIC FEEL and i love her bun 8/10

Her design is still kinda meh to me, but i love her ponytail 7/10

i kinda wish his hair was more fluffy but idc live laugh AIDEN 7/10

GRETT IS BEAUTIFUL, SHE WAS ALWAYS BEAUTIFUL AND IM TIRED OF PRETENDING SHES NOT OK 1000/10

Im curious abt her weight loss storyline that they mentioned when they released her official design, and she seems happier :]

OLIVER! THE SILLY! PRAYING FOR MORE JUSTICE TO THIS MAN 7/10 i miss his green uniform though, wonder what a beige one means?

(Side note I had an oc named oliver who looked similar to him so it caught me off guard when they revealed his name)

Saved the best for last:

THE VEST AND THE PONYTAIL DUDE SHE IS LITTERALY DRESSED LIKE ALEC💞💞💞 I WANNA THROW AN AXE AT HER HEAD I LOVE FIORE! 12/10

TOM TOM TOM TOM TOM TOM TOM TOM TOM TOM

TOM SWEEP

I HEART TOM

BARK BARK BARK BARK

JAKE BETTER STEP OFFF

Ok thats (not) enough me going insane over tom, i love him i wish i could kiss this man I LOVE HIS CASUAL FIT TJOUGH IT SUITS HIM 10000/10

(Ignore the image below)

DADDY??? SORRY DADDY SORRY

You will never see me publicly annoucing me simping for characters bc im scared of my irl friends making fun of me 💀 but Alec,Tom and Riya had me going through a character arc where idc anymore :]

Anyways i see the divorce didnt go so well huh...

If your looking for a wife im pretty sure Nick is single

I NEED TO SEE HIM MAKE UP WITJ FIORE AND HAVE HALF THE SEASON OF THEM BEING EVIL SILLIES

i miss his blue vest though storywise I 100% see why they designed him like this to show its been difficult for him, cant wait for alec angst or him just going batshit insane :3 7/10

Tom vs Alec final 2 plsss????

#Can you tell i like tom and alec???#i love them a normal amount #<- LIES #disventure camp #disventure camp all stars #disventure camp gabby #disventure camp riya #disventure camp james #disventure camp yul #disventure camp hunter #disventure camp tess #disventure camp ally #disventure camp aiden #Disventure camp grett #Disventure camp oliver #disventure camp fiore #disventure camp tom #disventure camp alec

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imaginedreamwrite · 1 year

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BDE Silverfox!Curtis❗

Reader and him are a part of event - maybe it's for charity, maybe it's outdoors, maybe it's masterclass - choose whatever you are comfortable with. Reader and Curtis have the task assigned to them, and Curtis' ones are very 'manual labor'-ly. At some point Reader can't keep her eyes off him - the way he easily picks up things, the way his muscles shift, how hot he looks in a t-shirt and jeans (or in a different attire). To top it all Curtis is friendly and easygoing, it seems that everyone naturally gravitate towards him.

Seeing him being so hardworking, yet carefree and joyful makes Reader melt and admire her man. Because this man... definitely has BDE (and Reader knows for sure it's B 😅).

For this, I chose Silverfox!cowboy!Curtis and his mail order bride

Pioneer Days was an event held at the end of summer, to celebrate the harvest and the time between summer and fall. The event drew in a crowd and was sponsored entirely by people in the community whether that was in town or in the country. Every year Curtis had offered some service to help portray life when it seemed to be simpler and slower, though it was the first year you had attended and helped out in your own way.

It was at the baking station where you were stationed, helping some of the other women and men who volunteered to cook. Your task was to help make fresh bread and buns in a wood fed stove, the traditionally crafted baking from home countries decades behind.

Curtis had volunteered himself to chop and split wood udon and axe the blacksmith had made. It was a task you were eager to see from the baking station, a task that was as physically imposing as it was attractive. Seeing your husband dressed in an older fashion with thick leather gloves and suspenders that were draping down his legs was more tantalizing and sexual to you than you’d ever expected.

More than once you’d been distracted by him, more than once you would look over and see his muscles rippling as he swung the axe over his head to split the wood clean in two. It was incredible to see your cowboys husband, silver and grey streaks, moving like a sturdy machine as he chopped over and over again.

“Wood, Mrs. Everett.” He would wink at you, teasing and taunting you as he dropped off the combustible fuel for the oven. “You doing okay?”

“Not as well as you, apparently.” You’d been hit with desire, struck with want and hunger when he sauntered over to you like the kind of man you knew he was.

“Enjoying the show, snowbird?” To add to your hunger for him Curtis had reached out to stroke your cheek, removing flour you hadn’t even known was there. “Cute as a button, baby.”

“Curtis…" you we’re practically pleading with him not to tease. “Please-”

“You can beg later, wife.” He winked again, knowing you were titillated by him. “Save me some bread and I’ll bring the wine.”

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43 - Valentine’s Day pt 2

Part 44

Family is More than Blood

@secretdreamlandmentality

Alina’s pov

Sitting on one of the couches in the living room of the school I was currently feeding my son Xavier with a bottle. Holding him in my lap with one arm behind his head he sucked on the bottle end. “Hey there you are. I wanted to ask you something.”

“Jack. Where have you been?” Turning around on the couch I saw my werewolf curly haired husband coming down the stairs.

He was wearing his familiar light gray flannel, some blue jeans and dark brown work boots. He comes around the coach and plops down beside me smiling down at his son. “How are my two favorite people doing today?”

“We’re good. Now what have you been up to?” I turned my head to look at him since he hadn’t answered my question. I had tied my hair up into a bun since Xavier had started grabbing onto whatever he possibly could get his tiny hands on recently.

Jack moved his fingers across Xavier’s stomach and he attempted to do his first real laugh since the night he was born. “I think we should go out tonight just you and me. Considering it is Valentine’s Day and all.”

“Oh Jack I would like to but…we have him to think about now.” I shake my head no wishing we could be that care free like we used to be.

The werewolf teen boy clasped his hands together. “Look, I know it’s probably not the best time. But I want to spend time with you. I want us to act like a married couple.”

He had a point that we haven’t really had time to be husband and wife. Dealing with our classes and monsters made things rather difficult. Bouncing Xavier in my arms once more giving him a sympathetic look. “Unless you don’t mind spending time with our infant son tonight there is a very unlikely chance that we can be romantically alone.”

“I already took care of it, Alina. I asked Andrea to watch him for a couple hours.” He responded to me.

I couldn’t hold back the laugh that escaped my throat at the offer he just threw out onto the table. “You want to put the care of our son into the hands of my horny teenage werewitch cousin. The same one who isn’t exactly in control of her abilities like I am just yet. That’s your brilliant plan.”

“Andrea is old enough to watch him and he’s not showing powers yet so I think she’ll be fine.” Jackson shrugged his shoulders, lowering his brown eyes to the floor. “Unless you just want to do nothing tonight. I….I’ll do whatever you want.”

I sighed heavily, enjoying that he was so caring and not being demanding about this. “Fine Jack, we can go out. But I get to pick what we do.”

“I'd expect nothing less from a Mikaelson. So what do you want to do?” Jackson grinned, chuckling.

Xavier made a cooing noise when I replied to his question. “Let’s go ax throwing. It always sounds fun.”

“Then let’s do it. I’ll go track down Andrea.” Jackson moved forward kissing my forehead before he got up from the couch. He left the room and I got up going to our bedroom to get Xavier another bottle of food. Laying my son down in his crib I noticed a note sticking on our door that was from one of my sisters when I read it aloud. “Don’t tell dad but Ethan and I are going to the Gilbert house tonight. Be back sometime tomorrow - Missy.”

Footsteps could be heard coming down the hallway with me seeing Andrea and Jackson waiting outside of our room. Picking Xavier back up in my arms Jackson smiled at the fellow werewitch. “Thanks for doing this, Andrea. We shouldn’t be gone too long.”

“Are you sure you’re okay with this? I’m pretty sure that Damon and Elena wouldn’t mind having some more kids running around their house. Considering dad agreed to pay for their kids to go to college in the future.” I looked at my cousin not wanting her to have to switch her plans.

Andrea held Xavier in her arms. “I should be fine with him. I don’t want to put more responsibility on them. They are only human and are watching Henrik, Charming and Rapunzel.”

“Just making sure. You deserve to have fun too given that you had to be asleep in a coffin for five years.” I crossed my arms over my chest sending her a half smile.

Andrea nudged me towards Jack, sending us out of the school. “Oh you two will owe me for certain. But quit worrying and go have fun.”

Jack and I drove out to the middle of the woods in his truck just the two of us. He had packed a bag of food, water and some clothes in case we got cold or turned into our wolf forms if we decided to do so. Jack drew out a knife from his back pocket carving an x into one of the tree trunks. “Okay so have you ever held one of these ax’s before?”

“Can’t say I have. Given the fact that I am half witch.” Shrugging my shoulders I redid the tying up of my hair in a better bun again.

Jackson stepped behind me turning my body to face the target and his body was directly behind me. “So you just put both hands on the handle like this. Then you raise it above your head and let her rip. Do ya think you've got it?” Jackson moved my hands underneath his while he raised our hands up and launched the ax forward making it stick into the wooden tree.

“Yeah I think I do.” I nodded, picking up another one doing what he had said where it stuck below the x on the tree but was still centered.

Jack compliments me retrieving the two axs. “Not bad for your first solo try. How about this time you draw it just a little back further and see what happens.”

“So you mean like this…oh oh woah.” I raised one of the ax's back further using more of my wolf strength than before, causing the ax to be dead in the center of the X.

My teenage werewolf husband was at a loss for words briefly when I spun around on my boots to face him. Never before had he seen the biggest smile on my face before and he wanted to take a picture out if to last a lifetime. “That’s my girl.”

“Thanks Jack…” I trailed off seeing his eyes flashing yellow and mine did the same when he strides up to me. My heart skipped a beat when he was standing directly in front of me. He leans forward and it was in that moment that we felt in sync with one another like we did the evening of our wedding.

Jack moved his hands up cradling my face before he crashed his lips down onto mine. I pressed my body against his and he growled into my mouth. I wasn’t sure what my parents meant when they couldn’t keep their hands off of each other until this very moment.

The desire was controlling our actions when he hosted me up by my thighs and I wrapped them around his waist. “I guess you can’t resist the flannels now unlike on our wedding day.” Jackson breathed out, breaking the heated kiss with our foreheads resting on one another.

“Jack, you know my aunt Bex wouldn’t dare let you marry me in a flannel. But yes I do rather like them , except right now.” I shake my head, draping my arms over his shoulders before I closed the gap again.

He pushed me against the side of the truck after he carried me over to it. One of his fingers threaded through my hair undoing the bun it was in. “You ain’t minding where this is going are you, Lina?”

“Nah I’m into it, Jack. Andrea better not be too upset if we aren’t back in an hour or so.” I giggled when we separated climbing in the back of his truck. Everything else went out the window with us shredding our clothes and connecting our lips again.

Missy’s pov

Turning the vehicle of the car off I focused my attention on Ethan sitting in the passage seat next to me. I figured that my parents were going to be gone for a while after they took my younger siblings and put them in the care of the Salvatore’s. Getting out of the car I went up the porch stairs opening the door pausing in the doorway. “Hey you okay?”

“I’m just afraid this won’t work.” I paused, eyeing the doorway at my feet.

Ethan sat his duffel bag down inside the Gilbert cabin stepping back outside on the front porch with me. “Missy, what’s wrong. What are you worried won’t work here?”

“I should have shown you this earlier but you are officially now a house owner. A vampire has to be invited in and so I asked Elena and Damon to switch the deed over to your name.” Drawing out a piece of paper I unrolled it, handing it to him that was a copy of the Gilbert lake house deed.

Ethan reads over it, raising a brow at me. “Why put my name on it when you have human family members?”

“Because this means that if something goes wrong you have somewhere to go. Somewhere to protect yourself from the world I know. This world isn’t always kind to humans.” I admit to him slumping my shoulders.

He smiled, putting the paper in his pocket. “Who knows maybe one day you won’t have to be so worried about me…now would you like to come in my lake house?”

“Thanks, E.” I grinned crossing the threshold and he tugged me against his chest and I laughed when he spun me around in a circle for a few minutes. He sat me down on the wooden floor, both of us smiling.

He pushed the door closed once we had separated from one another. I dropped our bags in front of the couch. I have been wanting to visit this place for a while now since we moved to Mystic Falls. For this moment it was just me and Ethan in our own corner of the world. “Hey would you want to toss the old football around on the back deck I saw outside by the lake.”

“You brought your football for the weekend?” I chuckled seeing him pull it out of his duffel bag tossing it up into the air and he caught it when it came down in his hands.

Ethan tossed it at me and it went over my head but I caught it with my fast reflexes. “Still a QB at heart. What can I say?”

“Hmm okay well you better come get me if you want the ball back. Unless you're afraid you’ll fumble again.” I smirked holding the football to my chest bolting out the backdoor with the human boy chasing after me. We kept running until I reached the end of the wooden dock but I didn’t let my smirk drop. “What ya gonna do Marcado?”

Ethan paused thinking for a second before he tackled me off the wooden dock and we collapsed into the cold lake water. “You shouldn’t challenge a former football player. Missy.”

“Ethan!” I squealed before we both went under the water. We came up and the football floated by my head. Splashing water in his direction he just couldn’t stop laughing at what he had just done. “I can’t believe you just did that to your girlfriend.”

The human smiled that cheeky grin. “You still found it fun though didn’t you?”

“I guess so now let’s go inside before you catch a cold.” I swam back to shore and he did the same holding onto the football with one arm. We got changed into some of our clothes we brought. Ethan throws some more wood on the fireplace.

He saw me sitting down a cup of hot chocolate since I both made us each one. “It seems pretty cool to be a vampire. So is it true that if I died with your blood in my system I would come back like you?”

“Yes, that's how it works. Why are you asking me this again?” I raised the cup to my mouth while taking a long drink.

Ethan takes a drink waiting a few minutes before answering me. “Uh…because maybe I want you to turn me.”

“W-wait now. There’s no way in hell I am doing that.” I nearly choked on my drink sitting my cup down on the table in front of me. Turning myself around to fully face him on the couch trying to read if he was joking.

Ethan slowly sat his cup next to mine not joking about this which scared the living crap out of me. “Missy, I am being serious. I want you to turn me. I want to become a vampire like you.”

“Why?” I spat at him snarkily.

He responded back. “Because you and your family always seem so cool with the powers you have. And you wouldn’t have to be concerned with my safety everytime there’s a monster.”

“Ethan, becoming a vampire isn’t something to take lightly. I didn’t get the choice to turn, most of us don’t. And it’s especially not just about the power you get after you turn.” Holding my hands up in front of me I ran one hand down my face. I was not expecting having this conversation with him tonight.

He blinked at me reaching down for one of my hands. “You can teach me how to control the blood lust-“

“E, I don’t have very good control over my own. I don’t want to be responsible for you right now either. There’s also the possibility of never having kids if you wanted them. You know you can’t have them with me because I’m dead. Then you’d be stuck at the age you are now…forever.” I sniffed through tears drawing my hand away from his twirling the daylight ring on my finger.

Ethan sighed leaning back on the couch and I felt guilty to tell him no but it was the right thing to do. “So you’re basically saying no?”

“Until you we really thought about everything I have said. Yes I’m saying I am refusing to turn you into a vampire.” I tucked hair behind my ear, shifting my body so I was laying with my head on his shoulder. “Please don’t be mad at me over this.”

Ethan paused and remained silent for a second. Yet he finally draped his arm over my shoulder. “I’m not angry with you M & M. I just wish you felt I was ready to be a vampire with you.”

“Let me have the conversation with my parents first. And you have to promise me you’ll think about everything you’d be giving up. Then and only then I will think about it.” Lifting my head up to his I gave him a weak smile, squeezing his freehand in mine.

Ethan nodded, staring into my eyes deeply before we settled ourselves in front of the burning fire. “I promise, Melissa.” I parted my lips knowing he must be serious considering he never called me by my full name up till this very moment.

Our relationship just got more complicated.

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Hiiii BattleMaiden13! I had a thought so now I gotta ask! Or at least share this thought! Possible spice if you wanna do a spice vers, or you can do spice vs non spice vers

What would all of HND!MC Love interests think if MC design a whole outfit, hairstyle, dyed hair, accessories, jewelry etc, for them?

Like has they're favourite things on the outfit, fav type of clothing on MC, they're magic colour as the main palette etc! Like say for sans has magic colour dyed, star and constellations in hair clips and on outfit, thigh highs, big jacket like his, but more star or science or puns designs, little ketchup zipper keychain, hair in space buns, moon and sun earrings. Pretty much all they're favourite things and maybe fav clothing wise turn ones (socks/knee highs for those Skellies ;)), blue with sailor faintly in the design or clothing 180, edge with lingerie faintly showing but defiantly eye catching)

Maybe if possible for all love interests incase your unsure or a new fan is unsure, neighbour Skellies(sans, papyrus, blue, orange, red, edge, Berry, syrup), hotel skellies(axe, crooks, ink, error, dream, nightmare, day(daydream), killer), mafia Skellies(roulette, sniper, carbine, rifle, colt, musket), and Mint + Mango(technically also hotel Skellies in a way-) if you do mango the friendship bracelet is very easily seen, like cute sleeves rolled up above elbows or short sleeves)??? And if willing to do spoilers, the new (6?) Skeletons?

Hehehehe, if ya can't tell, Hiiiii it's meeeee

~💚𝒯𝒽ℯℴ💚

Also,

Thank you for being my main inspiration for writing again, I’ve been struggling with writers block and gave up on many projects because just didn’t have motivation or inspiration or just fell outta love for my own projects, and for giving me inspiration to start Cosplay and outfit designing and just fashion again, and thank you so very VERY much for getting my artistic side going in every way and far more then before that I never had ideas on how to start or get into it, you are really amazing, and l'm so happy I found you! And I absolutely love all your writing, art, etc! Thank you so very much! Honestly and truly, I adore you and your works, I hope you get amazing weekend, week, month, year, everything! You truly deserve it and words can not express how absolutely fantastic you are!

Remember to get some rest, take breaks, eat, drink water! To you and anyone! Have an amazing weekend My Fair Maiden!

OMG THEO!! Same page gang!

I actually have plans for this later on. Like Mc will coordinate her outfits on dates with the skeletons so she matches and now I want like Magic Hair dye that can change colors super easily with a mist spray or something. AHHH.

The Sans outfit you have described here is super cute! with the space buns and big jacket with the detail! AHHHH I want all of it.

Since I will be like doing this in later chapters I don't want to give too much away but MC has even started this. When she went on her double date with Blue and Orange (and Myra I guess) She picked out Blue's colors and a modern outfit that she thought he would like and would match.

I have a plan later for Red which is going to drive him wild. One of his thick jackets, Short ass black skirt with a red belt that has gold chains hanging off it, a red bralette, no shirt, Thigh high socks, Red and black sneakers with gold accents and a choker/collar. My favourite part about this outfit that is so totally up Red's alley is she won't be wearing it for him, even though she borrows a jacket XD I am very excited. It's one of the chapters I've had planned for a while.

I have some plans for the others too like MC classic Skulls outfit for Colt, a goddess cut dress for Nightmare and Dream, A dark purple lolita dress to mess with Berry, Orange's hoodie with underwear and nothing else for Orange. There is so much we could do both spicy and not. I am now very excited about these possible outfits.

Also

Thank you. You are so sweet and I'm so happy to hear my work can help inspire others. I want to see everything you make/do!! Thank you so much for being so nice to me! I will look after myself and you need to as well!! Have a great, day, week, year, life!! Thank you!!

#hnd #house next door #housenextdoor

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12 Days of Manga 2022

Day 7: Favourite Trope

I have so many favourite tropes (especially when it comes to Shojo) that range from “The Grumpy One is Soft for the Sunshine One” to “Pretty Sure This Makes Me a Furry”. But instead here I’m going to give a tribute to all the Women With Weapons! May we one day get to see you all animated properly. (Seriously, Prince Freya might not be my favourite, but it would make for a great action anime when’s that gonna happen?)

So in alphabetical order, and only from those volumes/chapters I have read this year:

Edda from Prince Freya with a wood axe (M: Keiko Ishihara T: John Werry L: Sabrina Heep E: Pancha Diaz)

[ID: A woman in a long cloak holds a wood axe in two hands with an almost sensual expression. The handle on the axe is in line with her lips and the blade just above her head. She is in a castle, surrounded by skeletons in rotting clothes, many of them with swords sticking out of them. Black Speech bubbles read “All ye who wander the empty night... your names are... brother of sleep...”]

Freya from Prince Freya with a sword (M: Keiko Ishihara T: John Werry L: Sabrina Heep E: Pancha Diaz)

[ID: An adrogynous looking person (Freya) in a medievil-inspired soldier’s uniform and half-plate, smacks a sword into the side of a man in a full set of plate armour. The impact looks immense. Freya’s eyes are bright white, her teeth clenchd in determination.]

Kiki and her sword from Snow White With The Red Hair (M: Sorata Akiduki T: Caleb Cook L: Brandon Bovia E: Karla Clark)

[ID: Kiki points her sword directly at the head of a young soldier collapsed on his knees in the pouring rain. Her expression is that of showing no mercy as the boy yells at her. “This grand scheme may come to naught... ... but if he is permitted to live, my brother...”]

Lucy Yang from Blue Exorcist with her black daggers (M: Kazue Kato T: John Werry L: John Hunt)

[ID: A short, elderly chinese woman with her hair in a bun wears a traditonal robe. She stands ontop of a circular platform made of rock. She has a pipe in her mouth, and three daggers stick out of the long sleeves of her robes. Sound effects on either side of her read “Kting” and “Klang”. Someone off panel shouts: “The smaller demons disappeared!”]

Margret of Anjou from Requiem of the Rose King with a dagger, proving that I support women’s wrongs as well as women’s rights. (M: Aya Kanno T: Jocelyne Allen L: Sabrina Heep E: Joel Enos)

[ID: A faceless woman in Mid-1400s British Clothing stabs the leg of a blooded and batterd man tied to a pole causing him to cry out in pain. “Show me the same of your disgrace... ... or else my anger shall never be quenched!!”]

Mitsuri from Demon Slayer: Stories of Water and Flame with her Katana (M: Ryoji Hirano & Koyoharu Gotogue T: John Werry L: John Hunt E: Jennifer Sherman)

[ID: Mitsuri protects a terrified woman and child from an unknown enemy. She brandashes her katana in one hand and holds a bomb made of stuck together dynamite. Her braided hair flies about dramatically, she has a fearsome expression.]

Rangetsu and her trusty polearm from The King’s Beast (M: Rei Toma T: JN Productions L: Monaliza De Asis E: Pancha Diaz)

[ID: An androgynous looking person with fox ears and a tail wearing an ancient chinese-inspired soldier’s uniform sits ontop of a pile of rocks. She is surrounded by dead bodies that at first glance appear to just be part of the rock formation. She has a mournful expression as she rests her bloodied polearm against her body. ‘No matter how much blood got on my hands. Even when... it coated me so heavily that the weight of it never went away.]

Silvia Sherwood from Spy X Family using a belt as an improvised weapon. (M: Tatsuya Endo T: Casey Loe L: Rina Mapa)

[ID: A middle aged woman with a ponytail and wearing a black skirt suit uses a belt to elegantly smash in the face of a security officer, sending him flying backwards. Sound effect in japanese is translated as ‘fwak’.]

Yae from Demon Slayer: Stories of Water and Flame and her hunter’s rifle (M: Ryoji Hirano & Koyoharu Gotogue T: John Werry L: John Hunt E: Jennifer Sherman)

[ID: A girl in traditional japanese winter mountain clothing, wearing a bandana/scarf over her black hair. She has a sad yet determined expression, as if holding back tears with everything she has. In her hands she holds a 1910s style hunting rifle with two spare bullets in her fingers. In boxed text: Aim for your target’s vital spot... And then squeeze.. the trigger.]

Yoshino from Yakuza Fiance with a knife (M: Asuka Konishi T: M. Fulcrum A: Sopha Tyrant L: Arbash Mughal E: Abb Lehrke)

[ID: Colour Page of a high school girl straddling the lap of a high school boy. She is pulling him aggressively by the collar, the wooden shieve of a knife in her mouth, and said knife at the boy's throat having already begun to slit it. She looks at the viewer with a ferocious glare. The boy is looking way too into all this. Text reads "Chapter 1: No place for a sore loser (Part 1)’]

Zacro from Tokyo Mew Mew and her whip (M: Reiko Yoshida & Mia Ikumi T: Elina Curran L: AndWorld Design)

[ID: An Older Teen Girl with long black hair, large wolf ears and a tail wears shorts and a heart shaped crop rop. She has a fur lined collar. She aggresively holds on to the end of a lasso/whip that is wrapped around a large moth like beast creature that is looking threateningly at her. A younger girl in a tunic and shorts raises her hands in the air in celebration. She has a monkey tail.]

#Shojo #Shonen #12 Days of Manga 2022 #12 Days of Manga #Manga #Prince Freya #Snow white with the red hair #blue exorcist #tokyo mew mew #demon slayer #spy x family #requiem of the rose king #the king's beast #yakuza fiance #seinen

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Evonne Brezthroth, her wife and their pet

Report 'The Paladain, The Princesses, and their pet'

The Paladain is a 7ft kindred demon. Of course aside from her horns and her cherry skin she looks like a normal human woman she is a big fan of fantasy. She also has a full set of armour and an a Ax that is made of gold and lapis lazuli decorated steel. (My IT team recommended a carbon nanotube and titanium alloy.) She's rather friendly and extroverted.

The Princesses is the Paladain's 5' 5" wife. Moontear meet her once or twice. Apparently when she gushes about her wife it's so sweet you could get a cavity from the sweetness. (People say the same about me with my Rythymscale. ^v^)

And their pet is a large 75 ft long dragon like lizard. They seem friendly and petable I think. I haven't been near them. (Bun I get it you like all amphibians because one of your GFs is a frog girl and one of your friends is a naga you like reptiles but please stop calling every dragon a flying scaley good boi/girl. YOUR NEIGHBORS ARE DRAGON PEOPLE! And people are getting ideas. And taking things the wrong way) (I'm 1/2 dragon thanks to my mom. If their like my mom's family they should love belly rubs. But ask first and show your aren't a threat-Paradox.)

Dr.Sunblood

Threat level:HARMLESS

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✶ minecraft bee killer! ; watanabe haruto.

synopsis. after playing minecraft with your boyfriend, haruto, you find a bee hive near your newly made home. choosing to keep it as a pet, you find haruto kill the bee in an attempt to tame it... much to your horror.

info. fluff, angst. watanabe haruto x gn!reader [ they / them prns ]. 1.7k words.

warnings. crying, established relationship, grammatical and structural errors, lowercase and small text intended., not proofread, sorry for errors!

you loved haruto's room. it was comforting and full of things he loved which is why you were there, laying comfortably on his bed as if it were your own.

he spins his chair around to look at you and was met with the most adorable view he's ever laid eyes on.

there you are, clutching his big ruru plushie, face squished against it as you fiddle with your phone. he quickly grabs his phone, snapping a photo here and there, completely unknown to you.

"cute", he mutters under his breath, arms on either side of the gaming chair's arm rests. you pop your head up, eyes drawn to your lover, "did you say something?" you ask, watching the smile on his face grow wider.

he shakes his head, "what are you doing?" he questions, standing up from the chair and making his way to the bed.

"minecraft," you answer seriously causing another chuckle to fall past his lips. "what's so funny, ruto?" you ask, lips pursed as you keep yourself from laughing along.

"nothing, nothing!" he says, hands in the air as to show you that he wasn't judging. "do you wanna play with me?" you ask him, voice muffled as you buried your face into his plushie once more.

he nods quickly, "we can build a house together!" he says nonchalantly, but the blush was evident on his face. "i'd like that."

so here you are, two hours later, just now building your house because haruto wanted to watch tutorials on how to make every single thing.

you nag at him to hurry up, as he was falling behind on gathering more wood for the floor.

"c'mon, ruto! you're so slow.." you say with a pout, he rolls his eyes, "hey, i'm going as fast as i can. all i have is a wooden axe!" he defends himself jokingly, shoving his phone in your face to show that indeed he had a wooden axe in his character's inventory.

you glare at him in the most non-threatening way possible, "you're the one who wanted to watch all these tutorials and our house still looks like a oak wood box." you say as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

he puts his finger up, jaw dropped to say something witty but he drops his hand, mouth closing as he nods in approval.

because he did take two hours and your house most definitely looked exactly as how you described it.

"okay, how about you start the house, and i get more materials? how does that sound, love?" you hum in agreement, attention brought back to your phone.

you both split up and when haruto finally came back from mine stripping, the house looked ten times better than it did when he left.

"woah! you did a great job, sunshine!" he gives you a quick kiss to your forehead, as you wave him off. "thanks, bun. did you find any diamonds?" he shakes his head, "no, just lots of coal and iron" he says.

you kiss his pouted lips, seeing them slowly turn into a soft smile. you both shyly look back at your phones, haruto's attention soon gravitating towards the bee hive on a tree near your beloved house.

he gasps dramatically, "woah, woah, woah!" he almost screams, you look at him with worry. "what happened?" you ask, curiosity getting the better of you.

"when did they add bees to minecraft?" he asks, quite literally baffled, confusion evidently on his face. you laugh at his cute expression, leaning over to kiss the corner of his mouth.

you shrugged, "they got added awhile ago," you began, "cute huh?" you ask.

soon, a thought occurred to you. "what if we had them as our pet?" he cocked his eyebrow, "can you do that?"

you shrugged again, "well you can't exactly tame them like cats and dogs," tapping your chin with your pointer finger and looking away for a second, "but, we can keep them near our base instead of knocking it down!" you excitedly say.

eyes glued back to your phone, your face beaming with happiness but it soon changes to one of horror as you see the bee turn red, flopping on it's side as it dies into a thin puff of air.

haruto looks up at you slowly with wide eyes, watching as your jaw drops. you close your mouth quickly, lip quivering as you look up at him with glossy eyes.

“why did you kill them,” you ask, “i just said that we could leave them there, haruto!”

you were more sad than angry due to the fact that the bee was your first pet. well technically not your first but your first bee pet.

he’s quick to hug you, leading your head to the crook of his neck. one hand running his hand through your hair, the other rubbing in smooth circles on your back.

“i'm so sorry, angel. i wasn’t listening to you and thought you could tame it with a flower!” he stutters with a pout.

he whines, hearing your soft sniffles and burying your head deeper in his neck. “don’t cry, sweetheart.” he urges you.

pulling away from him, you keep your head low, trying to hide your soft smile as he tries everything in his power to stop the tears falling from your eyes. he dips his head down, encouraging you to make eye contact with him.

“hey, i’m really sorry, love. i’ll search for a new bee hive and m-maybe we can find a way to bring it back to our base? i don’t know… what can we do?” he mutters the last part to himself as panic starts to set in when your tears fail to cease.

he removes himself from you, grabbing his phone quickly, typing something, tapping buttons and shoving his phone in your face like he did prior, “here, look.”

grabbing his phone, you see the “thank you for your purchase!” displayed across the screen, scrolling up more and seeing that he’s bought you a minecraft bee set. you look up at him, confusion written all over your face.

he finally gets to see your tear-stained face, it clearly being illuminated by the light from his phone. “ruto, you didn’t need to buy this for me. we could’ve just found another hive!” brows furrowed and a pout present on your face.

he shakes his head, “i’ll buy anything to not see you cry,” he starts, “matter of fact, i’ll do anything to see you happy!” he says sincerely, placing a hand on his heart.

you giggle at his confession, grabbing his hand and kissing the back of it. “are you okay?” he asks, you nod, “you know that buying this had to be the most dramatic thing you’ve ever done.” you quip.

he tilts his head, smirk evident on his face, “says the one who just cried over a non-existing bee."

“watch it, watanabe!”

★ treasure taglist. @yogurteume @tayhunwoo @h4chi @wonluvrbot @rutowonz

[ 🎧 ] jaydi's notes. had a small convo with 🌱 anon about the minecraft bee set and now this motivates me to actually.... buy it.... LMFAOOOOO anyway, hope you enjoy this one!!!! <3

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paranoid-doll-puff · 2 years

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What does Izzy say?

Show 'em your buns, Ax or Show me your buns, Ax.

This is the most important and serious question I've ever asked in my life. So please, answer.

Source: x

#cause I clearly hear show me #but people say he says show 'em #idk maybe bc I'm not a native speaker #or something #but I clearly hear show me #this is serious 😂#izzaxl my first love #izzaxl #axizzy #izzal #izzy stradlin #axl rose #guns n roses #gnr

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call-me-aesthetic · 3 years

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If Twisted Wonderland was an American Public School

WARNING: There are some slight sensitive topics that are featured in here! Reader discretion is advised!

Part 2 can be found here

Heartslabyul

Riddle Rosehearts:

- That one preppy girl who takes all honors and AP classes 😑

- Wants everyone to know that he’s becoming a doctor one day for his strict parents or he’ll dishonor the family

- Reminds the teacher about homework, knowing well that he’ll get slander for it

- Complains about how he got a 90 on his test or a B on his report card, a try hard much?

- Wears a cardigan with thicc but cute glasses since he’s one of those people with can’t see shit on the board so he has to move to the front of the class

Ace Trappola:

- The SoundCloud rapper, that’s it

- “Wanna listen to my mixtape? It’s pretty fire, my guy.” 😩🔥

- You will not miss him BLASTING out some song on his Bluetooth speaker, that shit be echoing through the hallways

- Tells you to stop what you’re doing only for him to either sing horribly or do a backflip, thinking that he’s so cool

- Wears a Supreme jacket with AirPods and waves on his head

Deuce Spade:

- Assuming that he’s still a delinquent, he’s that kid with the most fucked up school record

- Not much of a bully but will still talk shit to your face without caring, might even throw stuff at you during a lesson and you would be the one getting in trouble instead of him 🗿

- If he ever gets mad, it would be overdramatic like kicking the desks, punching the lockers, or walking out of the classroom unannounced and everyone would look at each other wondering wtf happened

- Covers the entire desks with drawings of skulls and those “s” if you know what I mean

- Wears Champion hoodies, wants you to know that he’s broke and rich at the same time

Trey Clover:

- The guy that’s not really popular but everyone knows him since he’s in all their classes

- Most people might have a crush on him because he’s REALLY nice 😳👉👈

- Gives off “older brother” vibes based on the way he looks and acts, like offering you a ride home if you beg ask nicely

- Secretly bakes creme brulee but doesn’t want to mess with the flow so he sticks to the status quo

- Wears the school’s hoodie just because he thinks it looks good on him, and the fact that he doesn’t know what else to wear

Cater Diamond:

- Hot Cheetos girl 🥵

- Has a whole buffet of food in his backpack and will not hesitate to eat them during a lesson, no sharing either sorry

- Excuses himself to the bathroom or full on skips class just to film a Tiktok

- Has about 100 followers on Instagram Magicam and brags about how he’s famous

- Wears a Thrasher hoodie with large hoop earrings and his hair in a bun

Savanaclaw

Leona Kingscholar:

- The kid who flunked their freshman year that also sort of vibes with new classmates

- Always gets mistaken as a teacher by people since he looks and sounds old

- Knows the lessons but still fails them anyways, didn’t really give a damn either 🙄

- Captain of every sports club you can think of, never actually plays but has a lot of knowledge on them

- Wears the school’s letterman from years ago since it used to be his brother’s and that he’s too lazy to buy a new one

Ruggie Bucchi:

- That one kid who NEVER has money for the book fair or any other school event

- Always has to ask his classmates for some cash

- If he somehow does, then he’s one of those kids who buys Diary of the Wimpy Kid or the World Record books

- If he’s feeling cheap, he’ll buy the “cool stuff” like the chocolate scented calculator or fruit snacks 😭

- Wears oversized hoodies and basketball shorts that are clearly hand-me-downs

Jack Howl:

- That one athletic kid who’s both scary good and competitive when it comes to school games like football or soccer

- Literally the best player on his team and without him, they’re trash as hell 💀

- Tries his absolute best to support his teammates without yelling at them for how dumb they are

- “KICK THE FUCKING BALL! DO YOUR LEGS EVEN WORK?!”

- Wears the school’s jersey just to show off his “school spirit”

Octavinelle

Azul Ashengrotto:

- The kid who sell snacks for “charity” but everyone knows he’s keeping the money to himself

- If you don’t have cash or try to negotiate with him, the only thing he’ll do is raise the price up

- “What do you mean you don’t have ten bucks? I can see it in your pocket.”

- Just bring nothing with you, he’ll doing anything to steal your stuff 🤭

- Wears a collar shirt with a tie and khakis that have pockets to keep his glasses and money in

Jade Leech:

- The kid who puts on a goody two shoes facade but is actually a stoner

- Only does “safe” drugs like vape but occasionally smokes weed, mostly in the bathroom or behind the school 🌬

- Can play it off and hide the scent when he’s high, teachers never suspect anything from him

- No one really cares to stop him unless he gets caught or something idk

- Wears clothing that either makes him look like a businessman or a junky, there’s nothing in between

Floyd Leech:

- The kid that’s plays basketball or volleyball just because he’s hella tall, and is actually good at the sports but doesn’t put much effort into them

- Always stays behind after gym, even though the teacher tries to make him leave for his next class 😬

- “I swear after this one shot, I’ll go to class.” *He never made that shot*

- Will jump you no matter who or where you are, and will get angry if you step on his new shoes

- Wears the jersey of any famous team with the latest pair of Jordan sneakers

Scarabia

Kalim Al Asim:

- VSCO girl at best, don’t lie to me now 🤡

- The only words he knows are “And I oop– sksksk.” and “Save the turtles.”

- Walks during a track meet while everyone else is running and sweating hard, the teacher doesn’t care either

- Doesn’t really do anything in gym but talks to his classmates and stands near the water fountain to refill his Hydro flask

- Wears tie dye shirts with cute scrunchies

Jamil Viper:

- That one quiet kid who everybody thinks is a serial killer but he’s actually not, I swear

- He just wants school to be over and spend the rest of his summer relaxing 😔

- Although he shouldn’t abuse his “power,” he‘ll move his hands in his pockets or backpack to make it look like he’s about to pull a weapon out.

- “Chill, I’m just grabbing a pencil.” *Everyone in the class started crying*

- Wears dark colored hoodies that intimidates people but are actually comfy

Pomefiore

Vil Schoenheit:

- The baddie popular girl 😌💅✨

- Arrives to school late with a Starbucks in hand from his local Target

- Fixes himself every 5 seconds like reapplying his lipgloss or spraying Bath and Body Works cherry blossom perfume

- Uses acrylic nails and long hair extensions as weapons during a cat fight

- Wears a crop top with ripped jeans and those clout sunglasses

Rook Hunt:

- That creepy guy in the hallways who tries to get your attention, even if you don’t know him

- Scares people when he says, “Ayo, where my hug at?” 🥶💯

- Uses at least 10 cans of Axe body spray a week after gym class, which stinks up the locker rooms

- Waves at you if he passes your class, even walking into the room just to say hi

- Wears literally anything but always include a hat

Epel Felmier:

- The artist girl who just wants to be alone 🧑‍🎨

- Purposely draws in front of you but pretends like you’re not looking

- If you complement him, he’ll just brush it off and proceeds to diss himself

- “Thanks but I’m not THAT good at drawing, teehee.” *Insert Radio Rebel face*

- Wears a hoodie or a cardigan with big pockets to put his art supplies in

Ignihyde

Idia Shroud:

- I don’t even need to tell you who he is, y’all already know ahaha 🥴

- Sneaks a whole PlayStation in his backpack so he can play with it during lunch

- Is on his phone 24/7 even in class to the point where teachers don’t care anymore

- Tries to get people into anime but only to little success

- Wears a shirt of any anime character or that damn ahegao hoodie, girl bye

Ortho Shroud:

- The nerdy kid who’s known for destroying others at many games

- Plays classics like D&D, Yugioh, Pokémon, the whole shabang

- Daily Beyblade battles during recess with everyone surrounding him, the menacing aura radiates off of him

- Will steal your things if you lose to him but gives it back a week later cuz he’s sweet 🥰

- Wears light up Sketchers shoes and those Minecraft shirts you find at Old Navy

Diasomnia

Malleus Draconia:

- The theatre kid who also goes to band practice, change my mind 👁👄👁

- Takes his role seriously when it comes to school plays and concerts, even if he gets casted as a damn tree or doesn’t go solo

- Remembers the songs and their lyrics to any musical you name, a really good singer at that too

- Plays almost every instrument, you definitely know this since you can hear him down the hallways during a test

- Wears a white button up shirt, black pants with fancy dress shoes, and top it all off with a fricking Rolex watch

Lilia Vanrouge:

- The weird guy who pranks people and vandalizes school property in every way possible

- If you ever get a textbook with a message that tells you to go to a certain page only for you to found a picture of a dick, yeah that was him 😒

- When using a Chromebook, he’ll leave a tab open on YouTube so when the next person uses it, pray that your ears will still work by tomorrow

- During lunch, he is a literal DEMON that mixes milk with chicken nuggets together and having the audacity to eat it too

- Wears an oversized raincoat or a windbreaker but idk wtf kind of things he has hiding underneath

Silver:

- That guy in class who consumes Monster energy drinks and falls asleep 99% of the time but somehow manages to pass the class 🤷

- Whenever he’s awake, he’ll talk to the teachers since he’s basically friends with them for some reason

- Writes his name out of boredom on any desk you sit on but in different places, sometimes around the corners or the sides

- Has a sixth sense because he’ll wake up if you try to draw on his face and if you did get something on him, it’s on sight

- Wears those colorful hoodies that zips all the way up to cover his face with a matching backpack, it’s pretty cool ngl

Sebek Zigvolt:

- That kid who literally knows everything about historical wars and will show it off during class

- Also has knowledge on weaponry, which has people questioning him but he’s just very dedicated on serving his country and people

- Knows how to fight and defend himself from a bitch since he spent his summer at a military boot camp, put respect on my man’s name 😤

- Honestly a great partner for a group project, actually does the given work but not the whole thing for you

- Wears anything that has camo pattern and chunky combat boots

I only made this because me and my friends were talking about our school memories so yeah. This is based from my experience so they might not be exactly accurate. Might even be a part two if you want.

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lonely-lost-soul · 3 years

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Fight For Me

(C!Technoblade x gn!possessive!Reader)

Request 11: could I maybe request some c!techno x gn!possessive!reader fluff that follows someone trying to threaten techno while completely brushing off the reader only for the reader to step in and feral threaten them back (perhaps some fighting ensues with reader coming out on top) and then techno is awestruck by his partner which is then where the fluff comes in

Requested By: @bowlofsoup

I hope you like it!

“Sweetheart can you do me a favor and pass me the blaze powder,” Technoblade asked from his hunched-over position at his brewing station. He was wearing more casual clothes, his glasses loose on his nose, hair pulled back into a messy bun. You sat next to him on one of the chests, legs swinging up and down, you were wearing one of Techno’s oversized shirts.

“Sure thing,” You hummed tossing open the chest and handing him a bottle of said powder, he reached forward to take the bottle from your hands and you kissed his lips before he could take the bottle. Technoblade purred happily, his eyes going half-lidded at the surprise kiss, you chuckled against his lips as he flushed pink.

“Cringe.”

“Nerd,” You shot back with a smile he rolled his eyes focusing back on his potions, “Why’re you making these again?” Your gaze shifted towards the window. It was snowing again, it was always snowing. You hated that you were getting sick of the constant cold you wondered what the weather was like back at L’manburg or L’manhole was a better term for the once-prosperous nation. Technoblade looked back up at you, his hand reached out to interlock with your own, which caught your attention snapping you out of your daydreaming and you smiled back at him.

“Someone wants to buy them off me, figure sees what they’d offer me for it, not like I’m worried about getting jumped or anything,” Technoblade smirked coyly at you, almost like he was awaiting your praise. You didn’t fall for it though, simply letting out a little hum in approval, he frowned and cleared his throat.

“Oh sorry. Oh baby you’re so brave and strong, no one can take you down.” You pressed your hands together swooning sarcastically, Technoblade frowned and put you into a headlock. You laughed loudly instead of fighting against him you snuggled in his hold, “You’d never hurt me.”

“Try me.”

“Is that a challenge?” You mused with a flutter of your eyelashes, Technoblade flushed a little and grumbled under his breath. He could feel the smugness radiating off your entire being, if you were anyone else he would’ve sent you through a wall.

“Just shut up and grab a bag for the potions. They’re almost done.”

“Yes sir.” You saluted hopping off the chest to grab your bag from the coat rack, it was a soft brown bag covered in patches. Holding the bag open you allowed Technoblade to place the potions inside of them, “we ready to go?”

“You grabbed your coat and had breakfast right?” He raised an eyebrow, it seemed to be your turn to flush and Technoblade frowned, “Right?” Technoblade’s eyes narrowed in your direction and he watched you tap your fingers together sheepishly. “You’re a disaster, you’d be dead without me. Eat,” Technoblade dragged you into the kitchen and pulled out a roll for you to munch on, “Jam?”

“Yes please.” You gave a firm nod as he grabbed the knife and spread it on the bread before handing it to you.

“Remember to eat, can’t have my Starlight starving themselves,” The way you turned red made the hybrid smirk coyly at you. “You mean too much to me to go out in such a lame way, there has to be at least a little bit of bloodshed. Maybe some dismemberment if you’re lucky.”

“Damn and to think I was flattered for half a minute.” Techno chuckled at your comment, a deep rumble in his chest, you couldn’t help but smile yourself. You bit off a piece of bread, teeth tearing through the food easily “Ready to go now?”

“Finish eating then we can go. There’s no rush.”

“Isn’t someone waiting for us?”

“Let them wait,” Technoblade shrugged, wrapping his hands around your waist and pulling you close. You melted into his warm body closing your eyes, just taking a moment to bask in your love for the Blood God, how did you get so lucky?

Unbeknownst to you, he was thinking the same thing about you.

Eventually, you pulled away from him, much to his displeasure, and reluctantly said you both should head out. He huffed in protest and you pecked his lips, assuring him that the long journey would be worth it in the end. You both slide on your winter gear and headed towards Carl in the stables, you scratched the horse’s nose and he whinnied at the attention from his second favorite person. Technoblade tossed him an apple to which he munched on happily before applying his saddlebags to the sides of the horse, he hopped onto him and held a hand out to you. You took the hand with a wild smile swinging your leg over the side of Carl and wrapping your arms around Technoblade’s waist securely. He looked at you over his shoulder and pecked your forehead lightly, you cooed at him in response, and just like that the both of you were off. As you traversed the Tundra, your adoring boyfriend decided it would be a great time to quiz you on your fighting skills. He always did this, especially when he was nervous about something, you concluded a part of him was nervous the deal would go south and you’d end up hurt. You squeezed him a little and answered all his questions in hopes you’d ease his worries, it seemed to work as he relaxed against your chest. You would’ve played with his hair if it wasn’t tied up in a bun, so instead, you settled for giving him gentle kisses on the back of his neck.

He was a wreck by the time you got to the meeting spot, all red-faced and embarrassed. You did feel a little guilty but it was also very entertaining to watch him slide off the horse all frustrated with your antics. “You’re lucky we have somewhere to be,” he vaguely threatened and you hummed,

“What happened to ‘they can wait?’” His red eyes narrowed into slits and Carl stomped his foot, “oh you’re such a party pooper.” You complained as the horse nudged you forward towards the meeting spot. Technoblade huffed now turning his glare on Carl for interrupting your moment. He adjusted the sword at his hip and marched forward expecting you to follow, you did, but it’s the principle that irked you. Walking a little way down the wooded path you came across a man in a beanie leaning against a tree, he had small yellow wings and a scar going from his right eye down to the top of his lip. Your head snapped to Techno and you hissed, “You didn’t tell me it was Quackity! The mother fucker planned your execution!”

“Hush.” He waved you off, “money is money. If he can offer us something good we shouldn’t complain.”

“But-”

“Finally!” The man groaned stretching his arms above his head, his small wings fluttered as he pushed off the tree, “Took you long enough. Who’s your little friend?” He raised an eyebrow at your stature and you glared hotly at him, already wanting to tear his throat out.

“My partner.” Technoblade answered monotonously, “Is that important?”

“Romantically or like your bodyguard.” He snickered at the mental image of the Blood God hiring a bodyguard for himself.

“That’s none of your business.” You snapped, Technoblade’s hand squeezed your shoulder trying to calm you down.

“I suppose not.” Quackity clapped his hands together, his two golden rings bouncing off one another making a soft clicking sound, “let’s get down to business than Mr. Blade. I want the potions you have, what exactly do you want in return?”

“What can you give me?” Technoblade raised an eyebrow, his hand never leaving the bag of potions at his side, Quackity tapped his chin in thought.

“Anything you desire. I came into a… a lot of money recently, a lot of people owe me a few favors. So I can truly give you anything,” Quackity smirked as you noticed Technoblade’s eye twitch, he didn’t like the sound of someone having so much power, and to be honest you didn’t either.

“Huh. well alright then.” He grunted drumming his fingers against the bag, “these favors people owe you, what exactly did you do for them?”

“Are you asking me to spill all my secrets? Techno you dog.” He purred out teasingly, “they made some bets with me and they lost simply as that.”

“What did they lose?” You asked and Quackity rolled his eyes,

“You’re a talker aren’t you?”

“Back off.” Technoblade snarled earning another eyebrow raise from the man, but you did briefly see fear flicker across his eyes. “You talk to them like that again deals off and I take another one of your teeth, understand me.”

“Understood, big guy. No hard feelings.” He held up his hands in defense his tiny wings ruffling a little bit showing off his nervousness, “Although your attitude just proves my point. You’re a brute and you’ll always be a brute.” Technoblade didn’t respond to the harassing but had a feeling you might as the pressure on your shoulder increased. Your jaw was set hard, as Quackity continued, “you truly are more monster than human.”

Oh, he did not just say that to Techno.

In one swift movement, you pulled Technoblade’s sword from its sheath at his side and drew it in front of you, pure anger flooding through your veins. Techno tried to grab the sword before you did something stupid but you were already charging at Quackity. He looked a little frightened as an ax appeared at his side, “Take it back.” You spit as metal clashed against metal, your eyes blazing with unadulterated rage, “Take it back right now. He’s so much more than that.” You swung the sword back which caused Quackity to stumble backward throwing off his rhythm,

“Bite me bitch.” Quackity snapped back attempting to regain his footing as he blocked another blow from you,

“Don’t tempt me birdie.” You sassed right back, which threw him off his game again not expecting you to come back with a retort and a nickname. You kicked him solidly in the chest and he fell flat on his ass the sword swung and the tip dug into his throat. His adam’s apple bobbed as he gulped nervously,

“Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.” He sputtered out as you narrowed his eyes, “look I’m sorry okay, okay! My mouth gets the best of me sometimes, I’ll admit that! I’m a humble guy!” You rolled your sharp (e/c) eyes at that statement, “Look, deal still on this time I’ll throw in two gold rings yeah?” He swallowed thickly “Also all the diamond I have on me and in my enderchest.”

Turning to glance at Techno for the first time he cleared his throat looking absolutely flushed. He shifted uncomfortably and marched over to the both of you a hand resting on your lower back. Technoblade glared down at the duck hybrid,

“We don’t want your rings. I want all the money you’ve won from your deals and a god apple.”

“I don’t have-”

“Then think of it as an I.O.U. birdy.” You pursed your lips feeling Technoblade squeeze your back, “Deal?” The tip of the sword dug a little deeper into his throat,

“FUCK! Yes, yes deal!” He squawked and you removed the sword, Technoblade immediately took it from your hands shooting you a look that screamed,

‘We are talking about this later.’

Technoblade tossed the contents of the bag at Quackity and he snatched up all the potions he could shoving them into his chest. Immediately handing you the diamonds he had on him, as Quackity scurried away Technoblade didn’t remove his hand from your back. Once his yellow wings disappeared into the treeline Technoblade spun you around and pressed a kiss to your lips. It immediately stole your breath away, as you stumbled back a few steps.

“That.” He kissed your jaw, “was the hottest,” he kissed your neck next, “thing we’ve seen in a while.” Technoblade purred pressing another passionate kiss to your lips, your hands desperately tried to pull out his hair from his bun to give it a hard yank. A louder purr rumbled from his chest as he pulled away to rest his forehead on yours,

“So the voices liked my badassery too?”

“Oh yeah,” his eyes fluttered a little his breathing hitching, “god they want me to just bite the shit out of you. Mark you all over. You can’t tease them like, they’re sensitive.” You cooed softly tracing his jawline with nimble fingers,

“I’m so sorry. I’ll make it up to them once we get home.” His eyes shot up to meet your own lidded ones, with a loud whistle he called Carl over, he scooped you up in his arms causing you to laugh loudly.

You could safely say that was the fastest you and Techno had ever gotten home.

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iceprincessviviane · 3 years

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Flowers of the peace

Pairing: c!Technoblade x Fem!Nymph!Reader

Type: Romantic/fluff; oneshot.

Warnings: mild swearing, mention of angst and injury and silly jokes created by me.

Summary: Technoblade is travelling to the center of smp to get some buisness done. He met Y/n and finally decided to talk with her about a very important case for him. Including more characters.

Words in red colour are Technoblade's voices.

My first x reader fic, spontaneous one.

Today was a quite warm day even in tundra, small layer of snow was covering the ground and sky was half covered by the clouds, which weren't moving a lot. Around was very quiet despite the time, it was almost noon. Animals were resting or sleeping, deadly hound lied calmly around. It seemed, it was such a lazy day. Technoblade went outside holding small backpack and putting something into it. He tied his hair into small bun, rest of them was falling on his back and he was wearing part of casual armor. Phil seeing that, also went outside.

"Hi mate, where are you going?" He asked curiously with gentle smile.

"I'm heading to main Smp part. I have some buisness to finish with Ranboo. I hope in that time it won't be crowded." He responeded and closed backpack.

They both looked at old Ranboo's home in mountain wall. Actually there still were some basic stuff, active farm and some villagers. Enderman hybrid moved to his and Tubbo's mansion in Snowchester two weeks ago. They kinda missed him, but he promised to visit them a lot of times and even stay for some cold weather and fresh air. Also he was still involved in Syndicate stuff.

"Be careful mate then." Philza said with serious tone.

'We miss Enderboy.' 'Let's do it fast.' 'Who will we meet else?'

Technoblade nodded and took Karl. He put a small backpack near the saddle and check everything. Diamond armor was shinning brightly in the sunlight.

"I will don't worry, I just hope to not meet Tommy..." His eyes narrowed. He still didn't forget and forgive young boy.

"Well just avoid bench area. You are going to meet Ranboo in Snowchester?"

"He said that he will be around Community House or Prime path."

"Tell him my sincere greetings." Phil smile widened.

Technoblade jumped at Karl and waved to his companion. Soon he was headed to main Smp part. Today wasn't the day for using a portals. Beautiful weather was conductive for horse riding. Karl seemed to be happy at sudden trip.

}*{

After a two hours Technoblade reached the Community House. He could go to Snowchester first, but honestly he wanted to avoid that area, which smelled like government. He dismounted Karl and took his bridle. Not a chance leaving his horse alone. Here was much warm then in tundra, not coulds and even wind stopped. Around wasn't even a single soul, so he sighted and started to walking down on Prime path. Karl was complelty calm, so he trusted him, but checked his sword, if he can take it fast. When he got near to Tommy's dirt house, he heard Tommy's loud laughing. After reaching the top of the hill he spotted Bench Trio standing there and chatting. Suddenly three pair of eyes looked at him. There was dead silence. Tubbo moved near to Ranboo when Tommy put a hand on Axe of Peace, which hanged of his bolt. They don't have armour, clearly having a good time in this lazy day. Technoblade nodded to them.

"What are you doing here?" Tommy asked with sharp tone.

Since Dream have been in the prison Smp was more calm, most people was minding their buisness, the biggest war was over and it seemed like everyone sighted with relief. Even now this Eggpire cleaned awful vines. Tommy started building his hotel, none was fighting.

"I came here to finish buisness." Techno responed slowly moving his eyes on Ranboo.

Tall teenager looked at his clock, gave himself a facepalm and sighted.

"Oh I am so sorry, I wasn't watching the time..." He said with embarrassment.

"What the fuck man? What deal did you make with him?" Tommy spoke with anger.

'Why he need to be so loud?' 'Just make it done.' 'Cut him.'

Technoblade moved a little bit closer and Ranboo started to search something in his backpack, mumbled to himself.

"Oh... hi everyone...!"

On the path leading to La'Manhole now was standing Y/n with basket full of field flowers and some saplings of roses, tulips and pansies. Her light dress was waving a little on sudden wind and bright smile caused everyone to smiled back.

"Hi Y/n!" Tubbo said and get closer to look at flowers. "Where did you get them?"

"Filed flowers around the... La'Manburg and saplings are from my own flowerbends. You asked me to bring some to your garden and rooms." She responed slowly.

"Oh yes! We asked Foolish of possible ways to decorate garden and flowers for a bees!" Tubbo said with excitement.

When it comes to the bees, Tubbo could talk over and over. Y/n was patience and describe in details flowers which she brought. Meanwhile Tommy moved his eyes again on Technoblade only to rise eyebrows with surprise. Piglin hybrid was like frozen, carefuly observing Y/n. Teenager lips formed into mischief smile.

"I found it!" Ranboo screamed in victory, holding something like gold in his big hand.

Technoblade snapped back to reality and nodded to Enderboy, to move away. He didn't want rest to know, what about deal is. They moved to bench. Karl snorted a little bit.

"Here it is." Ranboo opened his hand, Totem of Undying was inside. Technoblade smiled and nodded to him with satisfied smile.

"As we agreed emeralds and netherite ingot."

They made an exchange, Technoblade quickly hid Totem in his pocket and Ranboo put stones and ingot inside his backpack.

"Pleasure making buisness with you." Blade said with teasing tone.

"You too and I have more, if you want."

" We will see in the future."

Enderman hybrid moved his eyes on his husband and Y/n, there were still chatting peacefuly. Tommy was listening quietly and seemed that he lost interesting at their deal.

'Finally!' 'Let's go home.' 'Maybe stay for a while...'

"Deal is done?" Tommy asked loudly causing Tubbo and Y/n to look at Technoblade and Ranboo.

"Yes. We are done." Piglin hybrid confirmed in neutral voice.

Ranboo moved closer to group, leaving Technoblade with Karl. They stepped again on path after that.

"I think we can head to Snowchester then. Y/n has everything to make gardening and I am willing to help her!" Tubbo clapped hands.

"Yup. I am going to choose my room finally." Tommy emphasized last word strongly.

"Oh you shloud do the same Y/n. As we promised, you can decorate it as you wish." Ranboo said with warm smile.

Y/n lifted head and her eyes meet Techno's. His cute ears dropped a little, but he moved closer to them. Tommy stepped a little to avoid crash with Karl. Soft smile appeard on Y/n lips.

"Technoblade."

"Y/n."

Bench Trio silenced immediately, they could feel the tension in the air. After La'Manburg destruction Y/n lost her home, actually she was neighbor with Ranboo there, but she managed to build one small house in wild fields full of flowers, which was quite away. The closest things were Kinoko Kingdom and Niki's Underground City. Sometimes she wandered to La'Manber ruins and after that usually hanging up with Tommy. She visited Ranboo couple of times in tundra and even had a small talk with Phil. But when Technoblade showed up... they shared awkward silence and shy glances, which were speaking instead of words.

In his retirement they spent a lot of time together, despite the cold in tundra. Her peacefuly pressence caused voices to melt, only quiet whispers appeard. When she was speaking, they were always silence. Technoblade could listen and observe her for ages. They were so diffrent, but something connected them and attraced them to each other. She was standing with Phil on balcony, holding his hand so hard and tears streaming from her beautiful eyes, when Technoblade have been lead to execution. He later told him that Y/n almost fainted when he survived and escaped. She stayed in threshold, knocking sotfly at cottage doors, same day, late night and silence around. When he opened, he immediately put a finger on her mouth and whispering explained that Tommy somehow escaped exile and was sleeping in cellar. So Y/n said nothing, when Technoblade let her in, just hugged him so tightly and burried her face in his chest. With smelling her scent, he calmed himself and slowly forget about rage and happenings on that day.

But after Doomsday everything changed. Technoblade was busy with revenge, deep inside he didn't want to involved Y/n for her safety... but they moved away from each other. She need to build new house, didn't want to completly leave her friends around. Especially when Tommy and Tubbo found in her big comfort. She visited Tommy in exile couple of times, always bringing warm words and usefull advices. After Discs Finale, when Dream have been put into a prison, they needed her a lot. Tommy would never confessed that he had nightmares about Tubbo's death and himself being trapped in cell. Technoblade was busy with forming Syndicate, spending days on planning, building and searching stuff. He heard from Ranboo how Y/n was doing, but there always weren't time to talk.

And now they were here.

'We miss her angelic voice.' 'Stop staring, do something.' 'Stab Tommy.'

"I really don't want to interrupt this strange moment, but..." He couldn't even end, because Technoblade stepped at his foot. His shoes had small heels and was shod with metal.

Y/n giggled softly breaking eye contact with Technoblade and blushed a little bit.

"Can we talk?" Blade asked with deep voice.

"Of course." She nodded then handed her basket to Tubbo. He immediately straigthed his back, because of this important task. Technoblade gave without hesitation Karl's bridle to Ranboo, which eyes expanded and he grabbed it with his full strenght. When horse would run away... oh boy.

"It looks like we got important tasks." Tubbo said with full serious in his voice.

Ranboo nodded to him, when Tommy literally rolled his eyes.

Technoblade and Y/n moved slowly and silently aside, stepping away from path and walking on grass. She faced the sun, pulling her hair together, it laid freely on her back. Some strands still stayed on her face and Technoblade had to use his all strenght to resist taking them off. He just couldn't. Her scent full of flowers reached his nose, taking deep breath felt like heaven.

"Weather is very good." He started slowly and little unsure.

Y/n turned back to him with shy smile, studing hia posture. "Oh yes, it's warmer this days. My flowers age growing fast and I really enjoy the sun." She glanced at him. " Isn't too hot for you in this cape?"

"Well, I am still living in tundra and come on, style is breathtaking "Technoblade spread a little his arms.

Y/n could easily spotted part of armor on his arms and legs. It wasn't his best one, but he was still prepared for any fight. Yes, he looked very good, handsome. She couldn't help her slighty blushing cheeks.

"Are you moving to the mansion?" Techno finally asked, his voice was dead serious.

Y/n looked directly at his eyes with surprise. She didn't expect such a question. "No, I mean they offered me room, to stay in longer visits or if I would like to have a nap. I really enjoy their company."

He made a step closer and lean down, almost forgot how small she was compared to him. They both felt burning glances of Bench Trio.

"I miss you." He whispered honestly.

'We are missing her voice, scent and pressence.' 'We need her.' "We want her.'

"I... I miss you too." She responded quietly.

Pleased smile crawled at Technoblade's lips. Deep inside he was really happy about that, but didn't want to show it in front of Bench Trio. Y/n looked down with sudden shyness.

He took gently her small, compared to his hand. She squeezed lightly his fingers in response. "Would you like to...?"

"Y/n! We need to go, hurry up!" Tubbo screamed while was holding her basket.

"Yeah come one, we have a lot of stuff to do!" Tommy agreed.

Technoblade sighted after this rude cut, but Y/n shrugged with helplessness and playful smile. She hugged him tightly for goodbye, his second hand rested on her flabby waist.

"Meet me here after sunset." She whispered before letting him go.

He nodded before he let go of her hand. Y/n waved to him and went to Trio Bench. Ranboo gave Techno Karl's bridle. He observed while group was heading to Snowchester, then he jumped at horse and started to moving into tundra's direction.

}*{

Technoblade left Karl in hurry, then almost ran into a cottage. Phil frowned observing this from his window, but then shrugged and went take care of his cases. An hour passed and he heard some suspicious sounds from Techno's home, also him swearing. He decided to see what is going on, so went outside and knocked loudly. His friend opened. "Hi Phil, I'm a little busy right now..."

"What happend mate?" Winged man asked looking inside.

"I need to clean whole area..." He sighted with awkward smile.

"But why?"

Technoblade said nothing, it was a little too early to talk about it. "You... need some help honestly?"

"I will be so greatful!" Techno said and went beck to cleaning. Actually he successfuly tided first floor and kitchen, for now put food into a chest and cups into cupboard.

"Chests in magazine too?" Phil asked looking at his friend with confusion. Technoblade made facepalm. "I completly forgot about them... she would like to have order there!" He dropped everything and went down. His companion rose eyebrows with surprise. She?

}*{

Heading second time to main Smp part was faster and full of unsure feelings for Technoblade. Karl seemed to be happy of another trip. When they again reached top of the hill, she was there. Y/n stood near bench in his old crimson cloak, hemmed by fur, watching the sunset. Slowly crimson glow was turned into grey. Horse snorted and she turned head to greet him with warm smile. Technoblade responded with lazy smile and dismount Karl. Moving slowly to her, spotted that she was holding avaraged size, lether backpack and near the bench was closed chest.

"Hi again." Blade said with smile. "I am little bit late but I hope that you wasn't waiting long."

"I actually just came here. Boys let me left mansion three hours ago." She giggled softly.

"You got your room in mansion?"

"Yes... we decorated it with Ranboo's and Tubbo's furnitures."

"So... you have in this chest more personal stuff to put there?" Technoblade asked taking deep breath.

Y/n ignored the question and smiled softly to him. "What did you want me to ask earlier?"

"Well... I think it doesn't matter now." His shoulder dropped.

She looked directly into his eyes. "It matters, because the answer is yes."

Technoblade moved closer with visible confusion. "What?"

"Yes. I am ready for a trip, I have this cloak if it happen to be very cold and even have gloves in pocket."

He studied her figure quickly, under cloak she was wearing warm, woolen dress, completly diffrent that early, light one. High boots and hair braided tightly.

"No." Technoblade looked at her in disbelief.

Y/n nodded and her smile widened. In a blink of eye piglin hybird hugged her tightly. She rested her head against his chest, feeling heat from his body.

'She is going with us.' 'We can't belive.' 'Hurry up, before someone will show up.'

"Let's go, you have to be tired." Technoblade said after a few minutes. He took her chest and pinned it to saddle, Karl stayed calmly. She pated his neck, smiling softly. Blade mounted horse and offer her his hand to help. She grabbed it strongly and sat down sideways.

"Karl can lifted us both?" She asked unsure.

"He lifted heavier things than you sweetheart, you can belive me, he will be good." Techno smiled, he always was impressed by her caring way.

Y/n hugged his waist and again rested her head against his chest. The trip was quietly, they enjoyed each other pressence, when they reached tundra, night fell and snow started slowly rain. Finally they stopped in front of Technoblade's house. Deadly hound didn't even react to new person nearbay and bears was sleeping peacefuly around. Piglin hybrid first dismounted Karl and help Y/n by grabbing her waist and put her on the ground. She nodded in gratitude and grabbed his hand. He took her chest and they reached the stairs.

"You didn't introduce me new visitor?" Phil's voice caught them near doors. Winged man stood in his threshold with crossed arms and playful smile.

"Hi Phil." Y/n said and blushed hardly.

"Tomorrow my friend. You shloud go to the sleep old man." Technoblade teased him.

"I hope you will be gentelman and offer lady a separate bed." Phil winked to them and then went inside his house. "Goodnight lovebirds."

Blade rolled his eyes and opened doors for Y/n. She went inside and looked around carefuly. Nothing changed at all, but maybe one thing...

"You... cleaned whole house." She giggled softly.

"Oh yes and I even created some spare place in cellar for your flowers." He put her chest on the ground and closed door. Their eyes met. Technoblade quickly had covered the distance between them, then cupped her face and gently pressed their lips together. Y/n breathing quickened, same as his heartbeating. After a kiss, their hands found themselfes, when Techno lean his forehead against her.

"I love you." He whispered softly.

"I love you too." She responded quietly.

'We love her.' 'We are going to take care of her.' 'Never, ever let her go again.'

#c!techno x you #c!technoblade x you #c!technoblade x reader #technoblade #dsmp fandom #dream smp #technoblade x reader #technoblade x y/n #dream smp x reader

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tomberensonsghost · 3 years

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What if everyone got trapped in the first morph they almost got trapped in?

Tobias: Hawk. That’s just canon. Way to go, bud, you set the bar high. Use two morphs and get trapped in book one. He does get away from his abusive family, and stays useful to the group, but there are easier ways to solve your problems than the most thorough dissociation ever. 5/10

Rachel: House cat. Book two, book two, guys, and Rachel almost gets trapped in this cat morph multiple times. She was like ‘I’m usually an early adopter, so if we’re all going to start getting trapped in animal bodies, I’d better jump on board’. Probably would have gotten adopted as a pet by Visser Three if she could have convinced him she wasn’t an Andalite Bandit. Pound for pound, house cats are incredibly deadly, they just don’t have that many pounds. 3/10

Marco: Wolf. Technically, almost everyone almost gets trapped as a wolf in this book, but I don’t know, for some reason Marco really stands out to me in this one. Human head on a wolf body, but he can’t speak properly so we get neither the soft wolf ears to pet, nor the snarky jokes to laugh at. -3000/10

Cassie: Skunk. Just a sleepy baby. Well, mama, actually, but it’s scientifically proven that all skunks are baby. This is the result of pure carelessness, and would have robbed us of Caterpillar!Cassie later in the series. But imagine if she just kept showing up random places and skunking Visser Three for the rest of the war. Traumatizing and adorable. 7/10

Jake: Tiger. He almost gets trapped in this morph, but it would have only lasted a few minutes because he was about to die anyway. Being attacked by a lion and falling through a skylight will do that to you. Would be hard to be the leader if you are so orange and stripedy and dead. 0/10

Ax: Does Ax ever almost get trapped in a morph? If he does I can’t remember it. But if Andalites ascribe to the adage ‘you are what you eat’, he would be a cinnamon bun, or a paper plate covered in grease. Salt and grease. Guh-reese. */10

#animorphs #trapped in morph #rachel berenson #marco #cassie #jake berenson #ax #tobias fangor

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rainbowtransform · 3 years

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The thing about the festival is that there’s only one person Dream takes his armor off and is comfortable with forever. And that’s Puffy.

So that means that they’re either going to get Puffy on bored with killing her duckling (doubtful) or they’d have to trick Puffy into making her duckling take off his armor/put it somewhere else and then kill him that way (more likely).

And how upset would Puffy be to realize that she’d been tricked? How much angst would be put into her character’s development because she’d been tricked by Niki’s home country. And how Niki would try and explain, but that’s Puffy’s kid. And Niki must have known, because Niki fights on L’manberg’s side, and Puffy would have fought with L’manberg at one point, before they tricked her. (No matter how Niki would beg, Puffy won’t).

They killed her child. And Philza knows the pain of losing a son, but the way Puffy would rage and she’d grieve quietly. Philza knows that hell hath no fury like a mother angry.

(Dream wouldn’t show up again, not until he’s finally gotten over his own grief of the one of the people he truly trusts, his own mother, betrayed him.)

But each time she’d see L’manberg, see the child-president and his Cabin, and she’d seeth quietly. Angrily. She’d stay her post at Eret’s side because she made a promise to them, but her heart goes to her duckling gone somewhere she can’t follow.

(Punz promises the talk to Dream, to explain what happened and how she didn’t know. Though, he’s wary to talk to her and says that he’s doesn’t know where he’s at. And Puffy’s grateful.)

(When Dream does return, he’s wary of her. Doesn’t take off his armor, but his shied lowers and his axe is put away and that’s enough for right now. He doesn’t blindly follow her, either, he asks where they’re going and she answers. It’s a step in the right direction.)

Puffy knows that one day she’s going to have to do something. She’s going to need to gain his trust again, and she knows it won’t be easy. But the moment he does offer his trust again, takes off his armor (though she doubts it), then she knows that she will never join another.

(He’s her duckling. He’s hers, and the fact that she had killed one of her children, though she didn’t know it, had an impact. Philza plays favorites, even he can’t deny it. He’d killed his second son and ran off with his first, left both his youngest children to run a country by themselves.)

She decided to play favorites as well. She’s not afraid of it, and she makes a promise to her duckling. “I won’t betray you, or leave you,” she promises. “By my sword, Duckling, me and you. Until the end of the line.”

Punz stays on the outside (and he’s her son as well, she can’t deny him) and her other two are on opposite sides of the War. Her King is on the other side of the War, protecting L’manberg from her Duckling’s rage.

“You swore loyalty to me, Puffy,” they tell her when she decides her Side.

“They killed my Duckling, without my knowledge. They used me, Eret,” she tells her King. And she turns her own head away, refuses to acknowledge him until he walks away.

L’manberg and Dry Waters all pat their back, whisper something into their ears and Puffy turns her back. Her Duckling’s waiting behind her, mask blank but his body lanaguage is angled toward her.

“We could have used your intel as a spy,” he tells her.

“But I don’t want to be used or betrayed anymore.” She replies.

“Then you won’t be.” He says.

“By your side, Duckling,” she said. “Until the sun sets on the Final Day.”

And he smiles a bit. “By my side?”

“Not even the Dragon can separate us,” she affirms.

He laughs a little, and she doesn’t look back at L’manberg. Instesd she keeps an eye on her son’s hair, pulled in a messy bun and clucks her tongue.

“Won’t it be better in a braid?” She asks.

“Don’t know how to,” he says. “Karl and George would do it, before.”

“I’ll teach you,” she offers. “Remember how I used to do mine?”

/Roleplay

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