#The question was “who has his brothers arm attached to himself?”

[mama-qwerty]

a curious question I want to ask you, what do you think of a au where Eclipse was raised alongside Shadow and Maria on the Ark and Eclipse's creation was sort of a power balance between the ultimate lifeform in Project Shadow also what do you think of the sibling dynamic with Maria, Shadow and Eclipse be like?

Oh, that's an interesting question.

I could see Eclipse being the weapon Black Doom wanted Gerald to make in the first place. Maybe the Black Arms scientists don't have an adequate 'imagination' to create a bio-weapon, so BD enlisted the help of Gerald to do so. Gerald used full strength Black Arms DNA to create Eclipse, and the darkling is essentially exactly what BD wanted in Shadow.

Shadow, however, was Gerald's pet project. He snuck a teeny bit of Black Arms DNA and merged it with the DNA from a quill he found on one of his off-world expeditions, and ba-da-bing, ba-da-boom, Shadow was born. He was meant to be Maria's protector, her savior, her emotional support animal. And he performed exactly as Gerald wanted. The unlimited chaos energy and other powers were secondary and a little unexpected, honestly.

Shadow and Maria are thick and thieves, always together and learning and snuggling and sharing an emotional bond stronger than any Gerald had seen before. He's so pleased with himself for Shadow's success.

Eclipse . . . doesn't understand it. Black Arms are not known for their emotional attachments, or their need for connection past the hive mind link that delivers orders. But Eclipse doesn't have a hive mind link. He's separated enough from the Comet that he hasn't connected to it, and thus, is alone. Gerald makes sure to keep him separated from Shadow and the rest of the Ark, because he's a product created specifically for BD. And maybe Gerald's having a little moral dilemma for creating something that could pose a threat to Earth and everything he holds dear.

So Eclipse spends his days alone in the lab. Enduring test after test. He watches the comings and goings, but ultimately doesn't know how to feel regarding all this.

And maybe Maria and Shadow sneak into the lab one night, after everyone else has gone to bed. And they sit before Eclipse's tank. Maybe Shadow can hear Eclipse's thoughts, and tries to reach out to him, let him know he's not alone.

And Eclipse's eyes snap open at the first feel of Shadow's thoughts in his mind. The two stare at each other, sending messages back and forth, while Maria looks on, keeping watch to make sure they're not caught.

Maybe this becomes a nightly ritual for them, and soon the all become closer. Maria and Shadow reach out to Eclipse, trying to include him in games and fun things. As much as they can, anyway.

And Eclipse starts to understand this connection. This need for companionship. This desire to form bonds with others.

And the three become close.

Then Black Doom arrives to retrieve his weapon.

Gerald tries to buy time. "It's not ready," he claims. "I'm still running tests." BD doesn't buy it and orders his warriors to attack, to take that which he deemed created in his name. The Ark is overrun. Maria and Shadow try to get Eclipse out of there, but they can't. Maria is injured, and Shadow drags her to the escape pod. She shoves him in instead, insisting that he's the only one who can stop the Black Arms, should they get to Earth. She sends him away.

Eclipse finds Maria as she's hidden herself in a dark corner. She's fading, and he sits with her as she draws her last breath.

Eclipse looks toward the chute where Shadow's pod was ejected. The warriors are coming. He gently lays Maria down, and leaps through the ejection tube, heading down to Earth to find his brother.

#ask me #toonartist's stuff #eclipse the darkling #shadow the hedgehog #maria robotnik

[paladincecil]

I won a Lightbringer ring in osrs tonight by answering a question about full metal alchemist xD

It's worth 3mil but I'm gonna keep it'll be useful when skilling :)

#The question was “who has his brothers arm attached to himself?” #It took me 30 seconds to realise I knew the answer and nobody else was getting it right xD #Thought it'd be some kind of trick since I'd only just got to the GE from a farm run xD #I'm starting to get a nice cash stack again now that I'm back to my ranarr farming. Just got back to 10mil before spending 900k on seeds xD #Finally worked up the energy to try barbarian assult for the normal and hard tasks of the diaries #But no way am I going for rank 5 in all roles for a good long while. I wanna work on getting my combat to 100 first and then get void #I did one run and we killed the queen without too many errors from myself as a fighter #Just forgot change my arrows here and there but we never failed a round or have anyone die #Oh and I got some wizard boots from a medium clue today that give me a +1 magic boost from the mystic boots I've been using for ages xD

[stayinlimbo]

cat walk

pairing: lee minho x reader ft. soondoongdori requested?: yes; 100 followers celebration genre/warnings: established relationship, fluff, i am only using my own cat experience, lowercase intended, slightly unedited word count: 935 note: thank you @infinity-tiny for the request. i definitely took some creative liberties with it but i hope you still like it ♡

if anyone had asked minho what he thought he’d arrive home to on a seemingly normal friday evening, he probably would’ve described his typical welcoming committee consisting of you shouting out a “hey min!” from somewhere in the living room or kitchen, and, if he was lucky, his cats poking out from their usual hiding spots to greet him. 

it most certainly wouldn’t have been this, yet here we are. 

minho’s hand hasn’t even released the front door handle before soonie’s pleading eyes bore holes into his soul. the cat’s large body is draped comfortably over your shoulder, but minho can tell that soonie would rather be literally anywhere else than where he currently is.  

the sound of rustling diverts minho’s attention towards the ground next to your feet. doongie’s sprawled out form rubs against a pair of shoes strewn to the side of the entryway as he noisily meows at the sight of his owner’s (father’s) figure barely stepping past the threshold. 

minho flicks his eyes back up as soft clicking noises reverberate around the narrow hallway, watching the final child hesitantly making his way towards your free, outstretched hand holding his favorite treat. 

“what are you doing?”

dori’s cautious steps halt at minho’s voice, making you quietly groan out in frustration.

“hey min, happy to see you, now shhh for a minute please,” you hastily whisper, gaze focused on the brown tabby. the soft clicking resumes and dori finally comes close enough for you to scoop him up in your arms alongside his older brother. 

you whirl around to face your boyfriend, who at long last has properly entered the house and closed the door. a radiant grin illuminates your face at the sight of him. if minho’s being honest, it tugs at his heartstrings a bit. you missed him and you’re so happy to see–

“hold soonie and dori for me, will you? i need to grab this bag real quick,” you rush out, not giving him much of a choice as you’re already transferring the two cats into his arms. 

okay, so maybe not. 

minho watches you jog over to a bag he didn’t see at the end of the hall, laughing at the tiny slip in your footing when you turn around to come back towards him. you plop down next to doongie, giving him a quick pet before fishing in the bag and pulling out a leash and a cat-sized reflective vest.

hold up. 

“you didn’t,” minho blanches, watching you put doongie’s head and paws through the green vest’s openings, hooking the leash to the rings that are now attached to the cat’s back.

“i did. soonie,” you reply, reaching up for your next (unwilling) participant. minho crouches down next to you, reluctantly complying with your demands. 

“you’re going out now?” he questions. poor soonie is not as cooperative as his younger brother, and it takes everything within minho to not save him out of pity for what is to come. 

“yes, they’re more frisky in the evening—dori—so i thought ‘why not?’”

“but it’s dark outside,” minho tries to reason, passing you the final feline. it’s of no use, you are too far gone. 

“that’s what the reflective vests are for. duh,” you counter, rolling your eyes with a fond smile as you let dori leap out of your hold. “there, don’t they look ready for the outdoors?”

the cats are all sprawled in different positions on the floor. soonie still looks like he’d rather be anywhere else, doongie is preoccupied with swatting the bag now, and if dori could make himself any smaller, he would turn into a perfectly shaped ball. 

no, ready isn’t the word minho would use. 

you must see the hesitance still lingering behind his eyes because  this time you sift through the bag to retrieve a human-sized reflective vest and pull it over your sweatshirt. 

“if it makes you feel any better, i’ll be wearing this the entire time with them to be extra safe. please, please, please let me try this,” you beg, looking at him with your best imploring eyes. 

minho has to give it to you, you’ve gotten better at this. you must’ve been practicing after the last time he told you “no” to something he can’t even remember at this point. 

he lets out a sigh at your unwavering gaze, finally giving in to your pleas. “...did you at least get me one?”

“of course i did, who do you think i am?” you scoff lightly, digging through the bag and extending your hand towards him with his very own green reflective vest. 

as minho slips on what, in his opinion, is the ugliest vest he’s ever seen in his life, he can’t help the smile blooming on his face growing wider. although this may be one of the weirdest methods (and he means it) you’ve used to get the family all together, he can see the commitment and energy you put into making sure everyone would be safe. 

you don’t need to know right now that he tried this years before he met you and that the cats will give up entirely about ten steps away from the walkway. he’ll let you discover that on your own. 

and as you call “hurry up, let’s go!” to him halfway out the door with soonie and dori in your arms, doongie trailing slowly by your feet trying to bite the loose leash dangling in front of his face, minho knows he wouldn’t trade this for the world. not when he has the ones he loves most all in one place.

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[koolades-world]

How the brother deal with jealousy and a pushy suitor

Lucifer

he knows you would never go behind his back with the lowly demons who grovel at your feet but he can’t help it

for a while, he hangs back and observes, since he knows you’ll get rid of them eventually

but it’s just a matter of how quickly, and I’d that’s too long for his liking

eventually he just comes up behind you, and standing menacingly which usually scares the shit out of whatever poor soul happens to be speaking to you

once they disappear you either lightly scold him for chasing off a friend or playfully roll your eyes at his antics

Mammon

he is loud and proud about the two of you being an item so he makes sure everyone knows

holding hands, matching outfits, the whole nine yards you get it

anyone brave enough to approach you while he’s attached to your hip is probably a friend, who you don’t let him chase away

everyone else, however, he won’t hesitate to question and subtly tell them to leave before he makes them

he’s usually super smug afterwards but denies everything if you ask

Levi

mans is literally the avatar of envy, even the littlest things could trigger a flair up

if your out in public together, especially since he’s shy, will remain glued to your side since you’re the social one

he won’t utter a word unless provoke or if it’s for you, meaning he suddenly gets strangely confident in the face of pushy, unwanted suitors

he might even go as far as to lightly shove them before dragging you away

once he realizes what he just did, he begins to profusely apologize and freak out, so be sure to reassure him with kisses <3

Satan

oh lord anyone who sees you anywhere near him understands fully to leave you two alone if they know what’s good for them

but sometimes, he might leave to fetch your drinks or napkins if you’re at a coffee shop, or quickly go pay if it’s a bookstore, leaving a window of town without him

the lone, stupid soul who dared to approach you will be in for a world of pain in a variety of ways, including physical, psychological, and social

but in the moment, he seems deceptively calm and will be polite in asking them to leave you alone

once you’re both home and you part ways, he finds out who exactly that was and plots how to ruin their everything

Asmo

he's very upfront about it, considering he knows the both of you are such a power couple and there are bound to be fans or otherwise

he's no stranger to signing autographs so he might be sidetracked for a minute or two depending on how many he has to sign

if he turns back and sees someone getting a little too close for his liking, he won't hesitate to insert himself into the conversation and tell them to shoo

he questions you afterwards to make sure you're ok and will apologized if that's not what you wanted, regardless of what he thought

he buys you a treat afterwards <3

Beel

another brother other demons don't dare to approach, but now that you've been in his life, others have kind of seem that as him softening

just because he's not willing to take care of someone in front of you doesn't mean he won't at all

if someone approaches the two of you, he usually let you handle it but watches carefully to try and find the intentions of who's talking to you. people don't give him enough credit for being observant imo

he only acts if he's 100% sure they're up to no good unless they give him a clue before hand. your safety is always first so he usually just politely ushers them off unless they give him a reason not to

a sweet boy <33

Belphie

he's the most direct and will literally tell someone he doesn't like them or tell them to go away in a not so nice way

he follows you around like a shadow if you're not holding him by his arm so that alone probably scares off people

for the most part, you tell him to cool off or tone it back, but when you don't he knows there's probably a reason

that person will be seeing him every night while they sleep until he deems their lesson learned

and what he does during that time? he would never tell you

#obey me #obey me! #obey me satan #obey me x reader #obey me asmo #obey me levi #obey me beel #obey me belphie #obey me mammon #obey me lucifer #omswd #obey me shall we date #obey me mc

[semisolidmind]

So, in your college au, assuming catnap does end up murdering y/n, why? for what reason would the prototype ask for y/n's execution?, also how would dogday and the others feel? does dogday ever find out who murdered y/n or if he was even murdered? are they just reported missing? does catnap get away with it?, and if he doesn't and dogday ends up finding out, what's his reaction towards his brother's actions? Sorry if this was long I got questions and they need answers😭

ive been thinking about it, and i think that the prototype (which is a demonic entity in this au) wouldn't really have a good reason to command catnap kill y/n.

y/n is good to catnap. you'll see after i finally draw him, but cat is skinny. mans forgets to feed himself, and the red smoke drug throws his mindfulness and metabolism all outta wack. y/n, good friend that they are, reminds catnap to eat. they'll bring him food that they make. they let him "steal" food from their plate at lunch time. (dogday, being a good brother, does these things too, but it's kinda his job so it doesn't make as big of an impact).

the "angel" is keeping his executioner functioning when he can't, so the prototype shouldn't have a reason to want them dead. unless, perhaps, he thought that they were making the executioner soft. that's not the case (he does his job just fine regardless of any growing attachments), but if it were and catnap was slacking...

the prototype would take over. he'd have his acolytes send catnap a very high dosage of the red smoke drug, allowing the demon to take hold of him fully. catnap would black out.

the next morning, he startles awake in bed to the sound of his brother's cry of anguish. he goes into the kitchen to see dogday clutching his phone to one ear, hunched over and crying. the canid can't speak through his tears for a long while. catnap stands awkwardly, waiting for him to speak as the dread creeps up his spine.

catnap's heart stops with dogday's stuttered admission of what has him so upset; y/n is dead. the police found them this morning.

the feline says nothing, does nothing, but feels the sting in his eyes, tears on his face, and the impact of his brother's arms solidly embracing him.

why...why would the prototype do this? there was no reason to kill the angel, they hadn't done anything wrong, they weren't in the way, hadn't crossed him, there shouldn't have...

he doesn't understand.

when he goes to the bathroom later to freshen up, catnap notices the small flecks of blood under his claws. he feels like throwing up.

but he doesn't. he washes the blood away, and leaves the bathroom.

catnap remains as silent as he always has. he says nothing when he and dogday are inevitably questioned by the police (as two people who were close to y/n), the grief (and the prototype's voice) rendering him unable to even write out a response. they let him go, accepting his alibi. he was home all evening, of course.

he attends the funeral in a daze. he stands and watches the casket be lowered into the ground, far away from his body. he can still feel the fog of the prototype's influence hovering in the back of his mind.

for the first time in a long time, catnap's faith in his god is shaken.

———

dogday is never the same after y/n's death. the light in his eyes is gone. after the funeral, he isolates himself, only leaving to attend class and complete errands. he barely speaks to his friends, though they continue to visit him and offer their support.

eventually, each of the critters is murdered by catnap at the behest of the prototype. these murders are completed by a much colder and less caring catnap, who, after y/n's death, has no mercy left to spare (the prototype takes advantage of his vessels' grief to take further control of him).

dogday's reaction to each death becomes angrier and angrier.

he's wanted to find the killer ever since the string of murders started, but now he's searching with a single-minded purpose.

he gets better at wielding a pistol, better at wielding a hunting knife...he takes self defense and fighting classes. dogday slowly turns himself into a weapon.

dogday finally figures out where the cult is hiding. an abandoned mine system in a nature reserve a short drive away from town, converted into a "holy site" and the place where the cult sacrifices their victims. he drives out there to confront their executioner.

when he finds out that it's catnap, his own little brother...it's too late for sentimentality. his friends are gone. the love of his life is gone. countless others have lost their lives to this... this thing wearing his brother's skin.

at this point, the prototype has almost fully possessed catnap. the transference into the felines' body is almost complete, and during this time he is most vulnerable...but still incredibly powerful.

the fight between the dog and cat is climactic and bloody. a clash of claws, knives, and a struggle for dogday's gun. the forest floor beneath the struggle is spattered with blood, both men covered in open wounds.

it's a close battle, but catnap, despite being nearly fully under the prototype's influence, breaks the hold long enough to allow himself to be killed.

it's the least he can do, after all the trouble he's caused.

dogday pulls the trigger. a clean shot through the heart. killing catnap kills the prototype.

dogday glares down at the body that once housed his little brother. there is nothing of him in the battered corpse before him now... aside from the small, satisfied smile on his muzzle.

dogday finally allows himself to break down. he sobs over the many great losses he's suffered. but...but he has to get out of there. the cult members will be there any minute, and he can't be there when they do. he calls from a campsite phone booth to report catnap's body, and leaves it in the woods.

dogday does his best to recover.

months pass. with their god dead, activity from the cult peters out.

#this is a tragic turn for this story to take #this is why yn cant die first #i see this playing out like an old slasher movie since i am in that headspace recently #this stopped weird but i ran outta steam #sc college/slasher au

[etheries1015]

A fearful realization - Malleus X reader

A scenario in which you finally realize your feelings for the fae, however, the feeling doesn't leave you as elated as one may think.

"And thus, we have a gift prepared for all of you," Malleus Draconias voice rang through the hall of the masquerade event, confused whispers mix of excitement and nervousness rang throughout the students. Your eye brows furrowed in confusion yet a smile on your face remained nonetheless as Malleus, Azul, and Idia took center stage.

The moment he began to sing, you could have sworn you had tunnel vision. All you saw was Malleus Draconia, perfectly elegant up on that stage serenading the entire student body, yet everyone in the room seemed to just...vanish. You could feel warmth crawl up to your cheeks, your heart stinging as butterflies with sharp wings fluttered in your stomach. Had he always such a beautiful, entrancing voice? Have you ever noticed before the way he gracefully carried himself when you were so used to seeing him as an innocent student who hadn't much of a clue of common sense? When had he become such...a prince, in your eyes? These questions had pulled you away from reality for but a moment, not realizing you began to zone out as you listened to the singing until a voice pulled you out of your trance.

"(Y/N)?" Silver asked, landing a hand on your shoulder, "Are you alright? Your face is red. Are you sick? You must be exhausted without proper rest from the entire event," The silver-haired boy looked at you with concern in his eyes. Silver...you could trust him, right? He was like a little brother to you, a close friend, someone you could...No. You must keep this to yourself. You mustn't get so attached, your resolve must stay strong, you convinced yourself as such the moment you came to twisted wonderland.

"Sick.." You murmured, "Y-yeah something...something like that. I'm- I'm fine, Silver. Thank you though." Not fully convinced, his words were cut off as Malleus sang the high note of the song, to which your attention was quickly redirected to the tall, mesmerizing man with glowing emerald eyes that captivated your own. Your heart pounded in your chest, tingling as if pins and needles were poking rapidly at the organ. As the song came to a finish, you began to recall the entire night Malleus had done this to you somehow. Pulling you in as he had done many times before, Yet something felt...different, this time around. The whole trip to Fleur City has left your cheeks unwillingly rosy and your mind swirling in confusion, yearning for more as Malleus most likely unknowingly left you in a position of flustered heartbeats and disarray.

You kept thinking back to those moments, the way he said your name and looked at you with such tenderness before running off to save everyone, the way he always managed to find a way to be by your side, the way he thought of you as you fell with everyone else...the way he noticed you when it seemed as if you were falling behind the curtains, asking to sit by you simply to hear your thoughts when no one else seemed to particularly care. Seeing him there, the silly gargoyle-loving nerd who had spent the entire trip wishing to talk to you and be near you, under the spotlight with a little gift he had the idea of preparing...how much you admired him at this moment had been the final crack in your resolve.

"This...this is bad. really bad. My chest hurts...I.." You clutched the clothing in front of your heart, sucking in air quickly holding back stinging tears that threatened to leave your eyes. Silver tugged your arm in hopes you would move with him, to get you away from the crowd yet you wouldn't budge, your wide-eyed gaze not wavering from the draconic fae.

He's your friend. A very caring, and loving friend who simply wants another person to share his thoughts with. To him you are nothing more than that, a magicless human from another world who was eager to make friends. Nothing more...nothing..

"Your chest hurts? (y/n) What's going on? Are you alright?" You slowly turned to silver sweat beading your brow and your chest dropping into the pit of your stomach like a ball of lead slamming to the pavement. The boy was shocked to see sparkles of tears beginning to slip down your cheek running past the mask you wore.

"I think...I think I'm in love with Malleus," You spit out before you could tell yourself otherwise. Before Silver could be excited and express his joy for you confiding in him, you cut him off with a trembling hushed and panicked voice.

"And I'm terrified of it."

Pt. 2

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Masterlist

#Twisted wonderland #Twst #Twisted wonderland x reader #twst X reader #Malleus draconia #twst imagines #twisted wonderland fanfiction #Twisted wonderland headcannons #Malleus #Malleus draconia x reader #Malleus x reader #Malleus twst #twisted wonderland malleus

[pathetic-sapphic]

Mammon relationship HC's pt.1

Ever since he met you, Mammon has been asking himself two questions over and over again; One, just what in the three realms had he done to deserve you? And two, how was he able to live without you?

From the first time you defended Mammon from his brother's harsh words and insults, he has grown so clingy and attached to you. Once you showed him genuine affection and kindness, he swiftly dropped the whole 'I'm only here because I was ordered to'  façade and unabashedly stuck by your side because he wanted to.

Yes, he sometimes struggles with telling you outright just how much he appreciates you, but he is working on it and in the meantime expresses it through actions.

He soaks up every single sign of affection you have to offer like a touch starved sponge. The pride that swells up in his chest whenever you address him as your 'first man' could rival Lucifer's.

Mammon loves physical touch and can be very needy, not that you mind. You're more than happy to give him all the love his greedy little heart yearns for and it makes Mammon feel so very loved and well taken care of.

Instantly turns to mush whenever you take his side or when you comfort him after his brother's words get the best of him. Behind all that bravado is a very sensitive and kind man, so he isn't above crying when it all gets too much. You're the only one who can see him like this and it means the world to you. Kiss his tears away and tell him that none of the things his brother say to him are true, that they do love him but don't know how to express it properly. Soothe his anxieties and doubts by promising you'll never leave his side, for better or worse.

As much as he tries to pretend he doesn't care, Mammon is the kind of demon who would give all of his gold and sacrifice himself if need be for the sake of his brother's and your well-being. So it's good to remind him from time to time just how good of a brother and boyfriend he is. After only hearing slander and tarnish of his own name for so long, Mammon craves praise. He needs to know he's doing right by you and treating you well so please be there for him and reassure him.

If you ever get both protective and possessive of him? Dude is dead. Deceased. Killed by his partner being too hot for him to handle. No because, he's used to being the jealous one and once the tables are turned he loses his mind from how overwhelmed with your love and attention he is.

He is always asking for hugs and adores being the small spoon whenever the two of you are laying on the bed. Also loves when you draw little patterns on his back with your fingers, it's like a hidden switch as it can make him very quiet and sleepy in a span of seconds.

Has to be touching you in some way, no matter where you two are hanging out. Mammon is always either holding your hand, having you sit in his lap or wrapping his arm around you just to make sure you never leave his side or, Diavolo forbid, someone gets the wrong idea that you're single and they try to flirt with you.

Is actually quite good at comforting you, especially if you're alone. Yes, it's embarrassing but his human is hurting and they need his help right now so he wastes no time before gathering you up in his arms and telling you to cry as much as you need to. After you let it all out he presses gentle kisses all over your face and wipes your tear tracks with a soft tissue. Afterwards, he offers to go get snacks and prepares a relaxing movie night for the two of you.

Loves to spoil you with gifts and is always trying to win plushies from different claw machines so that he can give them to you. Mostly because it shows that he's willing to put in effort in order to make you happy and also because it has his heart doing flips whenever he hangs out in your room and notices that you have displayed everything he ever won for you.

Mammon has a secret playlist which has your name on it and it contains the cheesiest, most romantic songs in all three realms.

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me headcanons #obey me x reader #obey me x y/n #obey me x you #obey me mammon #mammon x reader #mammon x you #mammon x y/n #mammon fluff #obey me fluff #requests are open #obey me mammon x reader #mammon x gn!reader #obey me x gn!reader #mammon x mc #obey me x mc

[crisiscutie]

Yandere 7R Sephiroth Musings

In Sephiroth's wild race against fate, his ruthlessness has no boundaries. He will do whatever he can to ensure his victory, and he'll glady take every opportunity to break his precious doll.

Content Warning: NSFW. Teratophilia. Noncon. Curvy darling. Cumflation. Sister complex/kink. Long musings.

༻❁༺ His fervent attachment to the darling started when he was just a boy. She played the role of an older sister for him, giving him doses of love and normalcy. He still desired these doses, even after the Nibelheim Incident.

༻❁༺ He was never happy with his Nee-San Darling mentoring other young SOLIDERS. He desired for her undivided attention and love, which he sought from her alone.

༻❁༺ Leaving her was tough for him when he went on his first mission to Rhadore, but he always kept her in his heart, even when they met again years later.

༻❁༺ His growth awed her, as he transformed from a boy barely reaching her shoulders to a towering man who dwarfed her, even when she wore heels.

༻❁༺ But he was caught up in a storm of emotions, constantly questioning his purpose and his feelings for her, wondering if it was even appropriate to feel so strongly for his mentor, his SOLDIER comrade, his big sister. These feelings, combined with a series of other traumatic events, ultimately pushed him to madness.

༻❁༺ Even though he had erased most of his memories in the Lifestream, the deep affection for his Nee-San returned when they were reunited again years later, a reminder that memories are forever etched in the heart.

༻❁༺  When she was found unconscious at Nibelheim, she was forcibly injected with his cells. In his twisted mind, destiny intended for them to be intertwined, as brother and sister, man and wife.

༻❁༺ When she joined up with Cloud and his party, he took every opportunity he could to remind her of their "bond". Jealousy burned inside him as he watched her give guidance to his puppet, as she did to him when he was a boy.

༻❁༺ So Sephiroth had to prove himself to her. He must fully destroy her image of him - a sweet, obedient boy. He is the chosen one of Gaia, determined to claim what is rightfully his.

༻❁༺ Using his puppets at his disposal, he crept up and approached his nee-san darling when she least expected it. One of his clones accidentally fell on her, landing snugly against her pillowy chest, a habit picked up from Sephiroth whenever he needed her comfort.

༻❁༺ Another time, Sephiroth pinned her against the wall, his gloved hand firmly around her neck. Although he could've killed her, he gave her a twisted declaration of love, claiming that now he was free to love her, and she should be free to love him and JENOVA.

༻❁༺ His other hand caressed her curvy figure, starting from her lovely bust, trailing down to her child-bearing hips and then all the way to her thick thighs. He couldn't help but adore how she remained unchanged, even after all this time. She's been always the same Nee-San.

༻❁༺ He couldn't forget about her lovely bush. He couldn't resist running his gloved thumb through it, relishing how the hairs reacted to his touch.

༻❁༺ Last but not least, her pulsating cunt seemed to call for his attention. He was curious to explore it. He asked for her permission in a sweet, nostalgic tone, reminding her of his past self.

༻❁༺ Without waiting for her answer, he quickly plunged his fist within her cunt. With a disturbing sense of delight, he savored the way her juices trickled down his arm as her tight walls contracted around his fist.

༻❁༺ To him, her screams were like white noise, drowned out by his conversation with JENOVA. He casually and innocently discussed how ready Nee-San was for him, casually pushing his fist deeper and deeper. Once he reached the stopping point, he playfully prodded her cervix.

༻❁༺ Another time, he effortlessly lifted her, her head against his chest, back against his stomach as his hands softly traced her inner thighs. Pink tentacles caressed her curvy body, signaling the impending brutal breeding that awaited her.

༻❁༺ Until this point, Nee-San Darling was a virgin. Sephiroth was convinced that she had saved herself for him and JENOVA all this time. Therefore, it seems only fitting that the three of them should celebrate this union.

༻❁༺ Using JENOVA's shape-shifting powers, he morphed the tips of the tentacles to mimic the shapes of her secret dildo collection. He didn't care how tight her holes were. A horsecock tentacle there with another, a dragon cock tentacle there with another, she will take as many as "mother" he dictated.

༻❁༺ "She feels amazing, doesn't she, mother?" His slit eyes then narrowed, his lips brushed against her ear. "Do you like it, Nee-San?" he whispered, his velvety voice hoarse with desire. "Tell me you want more."

༻❁༺ It was a rhetorical question. Given that a tentacle already filled her mouth, muffling her screams.

༻❁༺ He held her steady and tight as the tentacles filled every hole of hers to the brim. In all his years, he had never witnessed her radiate such beauty. Her mako eyes rolled back in sheer bliss as JENOVA spunk dripped down her chin. Her belly and womb were visibly swollen and brimming with that same spunk.

༻❁༺ He couldn't care less about the Whispers circling around them as he prepared to take her back to the Northern Crater. His obligation as the father of their unborn, monstrous offspring dictated he act swiftly.

༻❁༺ With his mother and doll at his side, how could fate possibly put an end to Sephiroth?

Partly inspired by me watching clips of Ukraine from Hetalia. The analogues make so much sense. 😭

#sephiroth #ff7 sephiroth #final fantasy 7 #ff7 #crisis cutie #sephiroth x reader #final fantasy x reader #yandere sephiroth #yandere x reader #yandere x you #male yandere #tw yandere #tw: noncon #curvy reader #doll darling #final fantasy vii #ffvii rebirth #ffvii #ffviir #tw: teratophila #tw: tentcles #tw: yandere #yandere male #yandere x y/n #yandere x darling #curvy reader insert

[floatyflowers]

The Adopted Princess| Dark! Targaryen and Velaryon Boys x Reader (Aegon II, Aemond, Jacaerys, Lucerys) VI

Part V

You smile at your one-year-old daughter, as you happily play with her, entertaining her with her dragon toys.

A lot has happened in the past six years, like how your adoptive father Laenor who was killed, and how your adoptive mother remarried Daemon.

Helaena and Aegon got married and had children together, and so did you and Aemond, you gave birth to a daughter who your husband decided to name Daenerys.

Honestly, Aemond is a blessing, that's if you exclude his extremely possessive nature.

In other words, he's gentle and soft with you behind the doors of your and his chambers, but in front of the eyes of others, he is brutal.

Also, Aegon has been making your life extremely hard, especially with his persuasion of trying to bring you to his bed, to have an affair with him behind his brother's and wife's backs.

Something you hate, as Helaena is your best friend and you would never do that to her.

And Aemond...there's nothing in the seven kingdoms that would convince you to cheat on him.

Right now, you are enjoying your time with Daenerys, or Dany as you and your husband like to call her.

Suddenly, one of the guards enters your chambers.

"My princess, your brothers, Prince Jacaerys and Prince Lucerys are here"

Hearing those words made your eyes widen in shock, which made you stand up on your feet with your daughter in your arms.

"What are you waiting for? let them in" you order, handing your daughter to the nursemaid.

The last time you saw them was at your wedding to Aemond, which was a disaster.

But that's a story for another time later, as the two Velaryon boys enter.

"Welcome brothers, I'm so happy-" 

Luke doesn't wait for you to continue as he throws himself into your embrace, hugging you tightly. 

"I missed you so much, (Y/n)" Lucerys exclaims as you hug him back.

"I believe it is 'we missed you so much', not only you"

You chuckle at Jace, opening your other free arm, and inviting him to hug you.

Jacaerys hugs you without hesitation, inhaling your scent without you noticing.

"I didn't that you would come, are mother and Daemon also here?" you inquire, after pulling away.

"Everyone came" Luke states while his older brother continues. 

"But, there was no one to greet us" Jacaerys asserts, causing you to sigh.

"I apologize, I'm sure it was unintentional, I'm sure" you assure them, even though you know it was done on purpose by Alicent and Otto.

"Is this Daenerys you have been talking about in the letters?" Luke suddenly inquires, staring at his niece.

"Do you want to hold her?" you offer cheerfully.

"Yes," Luke exclaims before taking the baby out of the nursemaid's hands.

You notice Jace's silence and his intense staring at your daughter, but you don't question it.

Little do you know, that Jace feels bitter inside.

You were supposed to be his wife, and this child could have been his not Aemond's.

If only his plan worked at your wedding, this dream of marrying you would have come true, but the king insisted that the wedding would continue.

"Vaemond Velaryon is trying to take Driftmark for himself" you chuckle at the news.

"Someone is trying to get his tongue cut off today"

꧁𖣔꧂

As expected, Vaemond got his punishment for calling your brothers bastards and your mother a whore, but Daemon cut off his head and only left his tongue and jaw attached instead of his tongue.

But, what wasn't expected is the king attending and defending his daughter in such poor health.

And not only that but also holding a feast tonight.

And also you who decided to stand on your mother's side, dressed in all black, showing your true intentions towards the whole situation between the greens and blacks.

"What was that back then?" Aemond demands as you brush your hair, while he stands directly behind you.

"I don't believe I know what you are trying to say, dear husband," you reply in innocence.

But his sharp glare through the mirror made you feel uneasy, you have never seen Aemond that angry before.

"Why did you stand by them, and not only that but wearing black instead of the green dresses you wear around me and my family?"

You turn around to face him, titling your head at him.

"You already know the answer to that" Aemond's hands grabs into your arms tightly at your answer.

"You must stand by me and my family, this is your duty" you huff, rolling your eyes.

"I believe I have been doing my duty for years, putting up with your idiotic brother and cunning grandfather" you assert.

"I mean support Aegon's claim to the throne" 

You try to move away from him, but he holds you in your place, not removing his gaze away from you.

"Support whose claim? A drunk and a molesting person like Aegon? over my dead body" you spat out, glaring back at him.

Aemond's following silence made you feel fear for some reason.

He's always calm before he strikes his enemies.

But you are not his enemy, you are his beloved wife, the mother of his daughter.

"Get ready for the feast, my dear" 

He kisses your forehead and smiles down at you, this caused you to become more worried.

"I will make your brothers, my nephews, feel welcomed"

With that, Aemond leaves you in your chambers, terrified at what might occur at the feast.

꧁𖣔꧂

You play with your necklace in paranoia, as Jace dances with Helaena while everyone having fun talking after Rhaenyra and the queen fix their friendship to please the king, who has left to take a rest.

However, the way you saw Aegon poking fun at Jacaerys shows how nothing is fixed.

"Can I please have this dance with you?" Lucerys asks, making you smile a bit at his sweetness to ease your worries.

"I would love to" your husband interrupts you, standing up all of a sudden, slamming his hands on the table, then picking up one of the wine cups.

"Final tribute, to the health of my nephews, Jace, Luke, and Joffrey, each of them handsome, wise... " Aemond glances at you, continuing his speech.

"...strong boys

You place your hands over your face with embarrassment and sadness. 

"I dare you to say that again" Jace raises his voice angrily at Aemond, causing the letter to walk over to him.

"Why? T'was a compliment, do you not think yourself strong?" Aemond mocks the older Velayron boy, causing him to throw a punch across your husband's face.

Aemond shoves Jace to the ground, and Aegon slams Lucerys face down on his plate, but you stop them from taking any further actions against your brothers.

"Stop it! STOP!" You scream, causing everyone's attention to switch to you.

"You are unbelievable, and I don't want to see your face today again" you point a finger at Aemond, turning around to narrow your eyes at Aegon who only smirks at you.

"And you are the most disgusting person I have ever met in my life, Aegon" you add, implying to him cheating on Helaena.

With those words being said, you leave the feast, not bothering to look behind.

However, Aemond will not let that slide.

Nor would Aegon.

Part VII

#yandere house of the dragon #aemond targaryen x reader #aegon ii targaryen x reader #jacaerys velaryon x reader #lucerys velaryon x reader #possessive #tw: toxic relationships

[fan-fantasies]

Think What You May

Pairing: asshole!Aemond x reader (nothing romantic…yet 😉)

Warnings: use of the word whore quite a bit, allusions to prostitution and infidelity, Aemond being a judgey prick

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“Who is she?”

“Haven’t you heard?”

“No!”

The people of the court were whispering constantly since the arrival of Helaena’s new lady in waiting. The rumors swirled about because of Aegon’s kindness toward you. Actually, everyone in the Targaryen family had so effortlessly fallen in love with you except for one- the one eyed prince.

It began the day you arrived. Aemond had heard nothing about someone new being invited into the Red Keep so you took him by surprise when he saw Helaena sitting at your feet while you braided her hair.

He thought you could’ve been a lords daughter- some unknown princess. You were certainly pretty enough to be. He had to know who this mystery person was who had attached themselves to his family.

“Guard! Can you tell me who the lady is that is with my sister?” He asked. The guard looked over at you and chuckled.

“She is no lady, lord. Have you not heard the talk?” The man asked.

“I do not partake in such frivolous gossip,” he scoffed.

“Well some say that she was hand plucked from the streets of silk by your brother to come and live here…for easy access I suppose.”

Aemond saw red at the guards words. Would his brother be so foolish as to bring one of his whores and subject his sister to such humiliation?

Aemond left the courtyard in search of his brother but was soon distracted by some task Alicent had asked him to complete.

Aegon seemed to evade him for the following days, but his contempt for you grew still.

He was walking to his chamber one night after dinner when he quite literally ran into you while rounding a corner.

“Oh, my prince! Please accept my deepest apologies!” You said. At least you had some manners…

“Listen here, girl; I do not know what you think you’re doing here, but it was a mistake for you to come,” he snapped. Your eyes widened in surprise at his words. Had he really been that offended that you bumped into him?

“Your grace, I-“

“Oh, there you are! I’ve been looking for you everywhere!” Helaena interrupts before you can question him. She threads her arm through yours and pulls you off without acknowledging her brother. You stare at him as you pass, his hateful gaze locked on you.

Aegon finally graces everyone with his presence the following morning at breakfast. Aemond notices the way he regards you instead of Helaena when he enters. You give him a small nod and continue eating your food.

Aegon sits with his brother and doesn’t have an opportunity to serve himself food before Aemond is questioning him.

“Is it true you requested that girl to be here with your wife?”

“That girl has a name, it’s (y/n). And yes, I did ask that she be given a position in the keep. Isn’t she a sight to behold?” The elder brother smirked as he elbowed the younger prince.

“I do not care what her name is. I cannot believe you’d do something so insulting!” His harsh whisper was barely concealed and Aemond noticed eyes beginning to wander their way. He straightened in his seat before excusing himself. You did not miss the nasty look he sent you before leaving. You were so confused at his hatred toward you and made a mental note to ask Aegon about it later.

That chance wouldn’t come, however, because you ran into Aemond before his brother.

You found yourself in the library later that evening, reading by the fireplace. The keep was so huge and often overwhelming, but this was the one place you had found a moment of peace.

That was until a very annoyed second son found you in his favorite spot.

“My prince,” you nodded your head in acknowledgement. You did not stand to bow or spare him a second glance. He did not deserve your respect.

“Was it not enough to have my brother, now you need my library too?” He snapped.

“I have no idea what it is you’ve been going on about, but I do not deserve this contempt you hold for me. You do not even know me!” You snapped back.

“I do not wish to know you!” At this point you were standing and had approached him. “I have no wish to get to know a whore!”

“Excuse me?”

“You should just go back to the streets of silk where my brother found you,” he growled. “We have no use for a whore here.”

You now understood why Aemond seemed so disgusted by you. You cleared your throat and took a step back.

“Perhaps I should go back to where Aegon found me,” you mumbled before rushing past him.

Aemond felt satisfied with himself for defending his family’s honor.

That satisfaction was very short lived because the very next day he heard raised voices coming from Helaena’s chambers.

“Lady, please. Do not let my idiot brother scare you off!”

“Honestly, we want you here,” he heard his sister say. He was confused and felt the need to intervene in whatever squabble was taking place.

“Speak of the devil,” Aegon mumbled when he opened the door.

“You have some explaining to do!” Helaena jabbed her finger into his chest. “How dare you insult such a sweet girl.”

“And to which girl are you referring?” He asked, making you roll your eyes.

“I will be taking my leave now,” you sighed.

Aemond stepped aside to let you by but his sister grabbed your hand.

“I do not know what’s gotten into you, brother, but you need to apologize! You have no idea about what you think you know.”

“Lady, really, there’s no need. The prince has made up his mind about me. He is entitled to his opinions,” you said politely.

“Entitled is right,” Aegon scoffed.

“You, Aegon, I can understand defending her. But you, sister? How can you tolerate this humiliation?”

“What humiliation?” She asked.

“Having Aegon’s whore by your side!”

You shook your head, laughing in disbelief.

“She is not his whore, you imbecile.”

“What?”

Aemond looked at the three of you in confusion. He turned to you who wouldn’t spare him a glance.

“But you said-“

“No, lord, you said,” you snapped. He looked at Aegon who just held his hands up in innocence.

“Do you think me so stupid, brother, that I would allow such a thing?” Helaena asked.

“Of course not. It’s just…you never corrected me,” he said, looking at you who was standing proudly.

“It is not my place to convince people of who I may or may not be,” you said.

“Then why are you leaving?”

“Because you’ve made it very unwelcoming here. And as you said, there is no use for me.”

Aemond felt like a proper ass for having fallen victim to court gossip. He should’ve known better than to believe the lies.

“Lady, I-“

“Oh so now I am a lady? Not a whore?” You asked. He deserved that…

“Please accept my apologies,” he bowed his head slightly.

“If I were a whore you still would have passed judgement and no one deserves such cruelty, not even from a prince. I am still a nobody to you, born of low, peasant blood and I believe you think yourself better than those like me. So on behalf of the whores and the common folk, I do not accept your apology.”

You stormed out of the room before he could get another word in.

“If she is not your whore, why did you ask for her to be given a position here?” He turned his attention to Aegon.

“She helped me after I got wounded in a fight one night. I stumbled into her house and she actually wounded me further by hitting me with a frying pan. But after I assured her I wasn’t a threat, she tended to my wounds. It probably helped she figured out who I was, but she was still kind to me nonetheless and made sure I made it back here in one piece. I felt I owed her a chance at a better life and thought she would get along with our sister. I even told her that I thought the two of you would get along,” Aegon chuckled.

“But you said the other day at breakfast that she is beautiful.”

“Yes? Because she is?”

“She is,” Helaena mumbled in agreement. Even Aemond had to nod his head in understanding.

“If I lose my best friend over silly rumors, I will never forgive anyone,” Helaena told him.

“I will find a way to fix this,” Aemond reassured her. He knew he’d have to put his pride aside to do so, but he was intent on getting you to stay in the keep, and maybe even learning to forgive him.

Part Two

#aemond targaryen #Aemond Targaryen angst #Aemond Targaryen x reader #ewan mitchell #house of the dragon

[sukuna-dees-nuts]

rizzless sukuna pt 4

part 1 | part 2 | part 3

at long last!!! it's here, im back!

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It’s been about two weeks since Sukuna had his date with Megumi. His mood is the best it’s been in awhile; the change is enough for his parents to notice. When they try questioning him about it, he brushes them off with an easily crafted lie. He’s not quite ready to tell them that he’s possibly dating his younger brother’s best friend (who they almost consider their own son at this point).

Sukuna isn’t ashamed or anything. He knows that his parents wouldn’t give a flying fuck if he told them he isn't straight, but he also didn't think it necessary to tell them anything. Who cares? It isn’t anyone’s business but his own. They’ll figure it out when Sukuna brings Megumi as his date to dinner or something. The idea alone gives him butterflies and he scowls at himself. 

He and Megumi have been texting back and forth nearly nonstop since their date. Well, nonstop in the sense that he talks to Megumi more than anyone else, which only happens to be his brother and Maki. Sukuna has never been one to hold a conversation (which was obvious during their date), but there’s something about Megumi that makes Sukuna want to talk. He wants the conversation to keep going. Every time it drops, he finds himself picking it back up again, usually with a movie related question.

Megumi still questions the fact that Sukuna says that he is not a movie buff simply due to the amount of movies that the older boy has seen. The more Megumi mentions it, the more Sukuna starts to believe it himself and he curses his younger brother’s effect on him, not that he’d ever admit it to Megumi or Yuuji. 

At the moment, the two of them are arguing over who is better: The Joker or Loki. 

Raisin Boy: Idk I think that Joker could outmatch Loki

Sukuna's jaw drops and his thumbs furiously tap away at the screen, not listening to whatever Yuuji is saying to him. He's in the middle of an important argument!

’There's no way. Loki has Joker beat 100 times over! He’s taken punches from Thor and The Hulk,  and he has magic. There's nothing the Joker could do to Loki!’

He huffs and drops his phone onto his leg, crossing his arms over his chest as he waits for Megumi's reply. 

“What’s got your panties in a twist?” Yuuji asks, briefly glancing at his brother before looking back to the screen so that he can dodge an attack. 

Sukuna shakes his head and scoffs, “Your shitty gaming skills. You still haven't beaten this boss?” 

The younger boy grunts. He stays quiet for a moment as he concentrates before he replies, “His spinning maneuver that he does always catches me off guard.”

Another beat of silence stretches between them and Sukuna momentarily forgets about his little argument with Megumi as he watches Yuuji rolling around on the screen. He manages a few hits on the boss character before ultimately meeting his doom when he goes into his spin attack and kills Yuuji’s character immediately.

Yuuji huffs and slumps back against the couch in defeat. “See what I mean?”

“Gimme that,” Sukuna grumbles. Reaching over, he snatches the controller out of his brother’s hands. He leans forward and rests his elbows on his knees (his ‘boss fighting position’ as Yuuji has appropriately named it). 

The only sounds in the living room are the sound of Sukuna’s fingers rapidly hitting buttons on the controller and Yuuji’s gasps in surprise. He sits up with wide eyes as he watches Sukuna effortlessly fight this boss character that Yuuji has been struggling with for about a week now. Of course, leave it to Sukuna to pick up on Yuuji’s slack. 

When Sukuna’s phone dings, his concentration goes out the window and he glances down at his phone to see who the message is from. A bad decision on Sukuna’s part because within that same second, his character dies from a large attach from the boss, leaving Yuuji’s character defeated once again. 

“Wh—Sukuna!” Yuuji groans. “You almost had it!”

Sukuna shrugs and tosses the controller back to his brother. He picks up his phone with a shrug, unlocking it to read Megumi’s message. “Sucks.”

Yuuji stares at his older brother for a long moment, taking in the expression on his face. There isn’t a smile per se, but he notices the way Sukuna’s features seem to relax when he reads the message he just got. It makes Yuuji raise an eyebrow in intrigue. Who could he be talking to that would earn just barely a hint of a smile from Sukuna?

He leans over, trying to peer at Sukuna’s screen, curiosity getting the better of him. “Who are you talking to?” Yuuji asks. 

The older boy’s trance is broken at the sound of Yuuji’s voice and whatever “smile” was on his face falls immediately and he narrows his eyebrows at his brother. “What?” he asks, instinctively leaning away from Yuuji. 

“You never just lose a boss battle because someone texted you. Who is it?” Yuuji asks again, a shit-eating grin on his face and he leans even closer to try and get another look at Sukuna’s phone. 

Sukuna scoffs and shoves Yuuji away roughly. “None of your damn business.”

“Well it has to be someone!”

“Yeah, I’m asking the adoption agency if they’ll take you back if we still have the receipt.”

“I wasn’t even adopted!”

Sukuna raises an eyebrow. “Are you sure about that? I’m hot and you’re…” He pauses, his eyes quickly glancing over his brother and grimaces, “eugh.”

Yuuji’s jaw drops. “What do you mean eugh? We look the same! We have the same face!” 

Sukuna slowly turns his attention back to his phone, turning his body so that Yuuji can’t peek at his screen. “Whatever helps you sleep at night, buddy.”

With a shake of his head, Yuuji kicks his brother in the leg and goes back to playing his game, grumbling under his breath. 

Focusing back to his phone, the older boy goes back to replying to Megumi. He types out a message only to backspace and try again. This happens 3 or 4 times which seems to be enough to concern Megumi because another message pops up.

Raisin boy: I'm just pulling your leg 😂 I agree that Loki is far better than Joker

Sukuna’s jaw drops as he stares at the message. Another one pops in.

Raisin boy: As your brother likes to say… Got em

Unable to keep himself from chuckling, Sukuna shakes his head and his mouth cracks a smile. “Oh my God.”

Yuuji glances over, his attention caught by the sound of his brother laughing. “Okay, seriously, who are you messaging?”

“Shut up,” is Sukuna’s reply.

Raisin boy: And you say that you’re not a movie buff

Biting his lip, Sukuna mulls over what he wants to say next. Since they’re on the topic of movies, he wants to ask Megumi to come over when his family isn’t home so they can actually watch The Exorcist and The Conjuring together as they’ve had planned.

He kicks Yuuji in the leg. “Do you still have plans with your friend Johnny or whatever on Thursday?”

Yuuji makes a face. “... you mean Junpei?” 

“Yeah, sure.”

The younger boy slowly nods his head. “Uh yeah, why—”

“'K, thanks.” 

Sukuna begins typing out his message, asking Megumi if he’s busy on Thursday afternoon. He hopes whatever higher being is out there watching that the other boy isn’t busy. It’s almost disgusting to Sukuna how much he wants to spend time with Megumi. Sukuna doesn’t even want to spend this much time with his own friends. Or friend, in this case. Maki doesn’t mind, of course. She has her own life and isn’t reliant on Sukuna for socialization. 

“Who are you bringing over?!” Yuuji exclaims, dropping the controller to turn his full body in Sukuna’s direction. “That’s the only explanation!”

Sukuna scoffs. “Wouldn’t you like to know?”

“I would!” 

The next thing Sukuna knows, Yuuji lunges at him. He tries to grab the phone out of Sukuna’s hands but his grip is strong, the two of them playing tug-of-war with it. Yuuji tries twisting his body so that his back is facing Sukuna, pinning the older boy’s arms under his armpit to give him better leverage when attempting to pry the device out of Sukuna’s fingers. 

“Yuuji, you brat! Let go!” Sukuna grunts.

“You first!” 

Sukuna makes the decision to let go with one hand so that he can tickle Yuuji’s side, in hopes of making his brother lose his grip. It works, but not in the way that he had hoped. The phone slips free of Sukuna’s fingers and Yuuji’s jerky movements are enough to send it falling and sliding acros the hardwood floor. 

Naturally, Yuuji dives for it first, scrambling along the ground to grab it. He cheers in victory and flops down on his back, holding the phone above his face as he reads the name on the screen. Sukuna is quick to jump to his feet as he snatches the phone out of his brother’s hands. However, the damage is already done, judging by the confused look on his face.

Yuuji sits up, yelling after his brother's retreating figure. “Who the hell is Raisin boy?!"

#jjk #sukuna #sukufushi #yuji #rizzless sukuna #credit to nessieartss for yujis line at the end because we had a great conversation with that #echo writes #im realizing that megumi is a little like ooc in this with how invested he is with sukuna #but let me have this one dorky series alright #also sukuna is kinda ooc but im working on it

[sassycheesecake]

Based on this video. It’s fluff and a lil' suggestive. Sorry.

Dating the twin of someone sometimes has its perks and downsides.

That of course would be great to know, if your boyfriend of two months even shared with you beforehand that he has a twin.

But it is to be expected that someone like Atsumu would forget to mention that he has a twin.

It seems so naturally, it has always been the two of them. They were attached to the hip for good 19 years of their life, everyone knew them. The famous Miya twins.

Everyone, except you.

So one day, when you came to Atsumu‘s apartment after work, you saw him standing in the kitchen cooking something.

Yes, cooking without actually burning down the kitchen and hearing firetruck sirens in the distance.

Huh, maybe Atsumu picked up cooking lessons online or something like that.

You can’t deny, that it is indeed super hot.

What is also different about your boyfriend is that he has very dark hair now. Like, it’s almost a shade of black.

You do remember Atsumu mentioning that he was going to re-dye his hair soon but you didn’t think it would be THAT color.

Although, the cooking and the new hair color really suit him.

You step closer to your boyfriend, wrapping your arms around his middle frame and you can feel him tense up.

"My, my. First cooking and then a hair change. What else is new? You also quit volleyball?" You mumble against his back, rubbing your face against the back muscles.

Not seeing him for almost three weeks, there was something else you missed.

Your hands wander down to his sweats and two hands stop you from going further.

Without saying anything, Atsumu pulls your arms from his frame and he turns around to look at you.

Now, this is getting a little freaky.

Something else changed.

His eyes.

They’re not the usual warm chocolate brown, they’re gray. Like a dark rain cloud.

Wait a minute.

You back away slowly, getting really freaked out by the complete plastic surgery change of your boyfriend.

"Tsumu, did you get surgery done while you were away in Seoul or something? I mean, don’t get me wrong I uh… like the new look. But your eyes? They were my favourite part about you. Always made me feel like I was drowning in hot chocolate. I didn’t know you can change your eye color. That is very dope. What made you decide to change everything? Did you kill someone? Is this some sort of protection so no one recognizes you in public?" You watch him with big eyes, rambling down your questions because your mind is running wild.

"Ya ask a lot of questions, don‘tcha?" Atsumu quietly laughs. His voice sounds a bit more rough too, not as light as you are used to.

All of sudden, a third voice joins you, coming from Atsumu‘s bathroom.

"Yannow, (Y/N) will be here soon. I think ya should go, thanks for makin' us dinner though." This sounds more like Atsumu. Wait. Then who is this?!

"W-Who are you?" You stammer out, backing away slowly until you feel the counter behind you.

"My brother didn’t tell ya he had a twin? Figured he’d be the one to forget to mention something like that. Nice to meetcha. Name‘s Osamu. I am Atsumu‘s twin brother." He gives you a slight smile as he introduces himself to you.

"Oh, uhm likewise. My name is (Y/N), I am Atsumu's partner." You blush as you introduce yourself back to him, mirroring his smile.

"Oi, did ya not hear me? Can ya leave-" The heavy steps finally come out of the bathroom, Atsumu is only wearing his MSBY training shorts, rubbing a towel across his wet blonde hair.

Atsumu stops in his tracks and looks between you and his brother.

Osamu looks at the blonde Setter, a mischievous grin adorning his face.

"Ya forgot ta mention ya had a twin. They thought I was you. Which I actually should consider offensive. 'm obviously the better lookin' twin."

"Shut yer trap asshole, 'm the one with the significant other remember? Ya've been single since ya were born." Atsumu scowls at first and then grins mischievously, like he just won the round.

Osamu is not done though. He turns to you.

"How long ya been datin'?"

"About to hit the three month mark, why?" You frown in confusion at Osamu, who turns back to look at his brother.

"Did ya hypnotize 'em or somethin'? Most of yer so called relationships lasted max a week or two, after they realized what a complete asshole ya are."

Osamu turns back to you, after seeing his brother‘s jaw open in shock at his remark.

"Do yerself a favor and run, I’ll hold ‘im down." Osamu stretches his arms out, basically forming a little wall to shield you from Atsumu.

Next thing you know, Atsumu tackles his brother from behind, jumping on his back.

Obviously Osamu didn’t see this coming, so he falls forward with a big grunt and tries to get Atsumu off of him.

You watch first in shock, then in amusement as your boyfriend tangles with his brother on the floor.

"Tsumu, I will just come by later on okay? Have fun and love you!"

You grab your bag and leave the boys to it.

Atsumu has his brother in a chokehold, messy hair and an adorable grin adorning his face as he returns your love.

Osamu uses the moment of distraction to knock him down again and that’s really your cue to leave.

You still hear a lot of rumbling, crashing, shouting and cursing from outside Atsumu‘s home but you can’t help but smile at the deep bond between the two brothers.

And you are certainly looking forward to meeting him again.

#haikyuu!! #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu #haikyuu!! x reader #haikyū!! #hq x reader #hq fluff #inarizaki #atsumu miya #haikyuu miya atsumu #atsumu miya x reader #atsumu #atsumu x reader #haikyuu atsumu #hq atsumu #miya atsumu #msby atsumu #atsumu fluff #atsumu x you #osamu miya #miya osamu #miya twins

[n6ptunova]

need friends w benefits headcanons with chris pls (and him being crazy in love)

friends with benefits • chris sturniolo

a/n: STOP YOU GET ITT thank uu for the request🫶 also idk if this counts as a headcanon i kinda got carried away mb😭

warnings: nsfw obv, some fluff, not proofread

- you and chris hung around similar friend groups in la and you knew of the triplets, even had a lil crush on chris, but he didn’t know who you were till one day at a party he saw you talking to vinnie, a mutual friend.

- chris didn’t really mess around with la girls, partly bc he’s not looking for anything serious due to his commitment issues, and partly bc la is full of clout chasing influencers who talk.

- but when he saw you, the pretty girl with his vinnie’s arm resting around her shoulder? he wasted no time grabbing his brothers’ arms mumbling something about, “let’s go say hi.”

- the moment you met you got along like a house on fire, laughing at jokes only you two found funny, bouncing off each other the whole night and when you two were left alone, a few flirty remarks slipped here and there.

- you exchanged phone numbers that night and things quickly escalated, flirting intensified and after a few weeks you found yourself in his bed.

- you initially thought this would be a one time thing and so did he. neither of you wanted to risk the friendship you’ve built so far and have this be messy. but for some reason this felt…different.

- yes, it was your first time hooking up but he was already pussy-whipped. he couldn’t, for the life of him, stop fucking you.

- as shitty as this sounds, he usually preferred doggy style on one night stands so he wouldn’t have to see the girl’s face (plus he’s an ass guy wbk) but with you, it’s the first time he’s felt inclined to do missionary and he just couldn’t get enough.

- he’s already filled up the condom two rounds ago yet he’s still balls deep entranced by the euphoric feeling of being inside you. he only snaps out of it when your nails dig down his back and you manage to breathe out, “c-chris, too much.”

- “you can handle it for me, can’t you?” the way you tightened around him and arched your back gave him his answer.

- chris never hooks up with the same girl twice. he knows it’s a bad idea. so why was he calling you the next day to come over. and the day after that…and the day after th- you get the point.

- each time he said to himself it’ll be the last time, but he couldn’t help it. what was it about you that drew him in so much? you were the best he’s ever had. so he suggested the idea of friends with benefits, no strings attached and you agreed because he too, was the best you’ve ever had.

- you had no rules about fucking other people, but it’s not like he could anyway. every time he tried getting intimate with another girl, the only thing on his mind would be you, you’re what gets him going at this point. one time he couldn’t even get it up for another girl, it was the most embarrassing moment of his life.

- he thought it’s just a phase and over time he’ll get over it once fucking you gets repetitive. only, it never did. each time you did it was better than the last. he was convinced you had some sort of spell on him.

- you were the only girl he’s ever made love to. the only girl he ever enjoyed kissing while being inside of. the only girl that made him crave cuddling and aftercare so much he’d literally get withdrawals and be whiny if you weren’t in his arms after sex or vice versa. omg when did he get this soft??

- i don’t think he would tell anyone, even his brothers, that he has a fwb so you two would sneak around a lot in the beginning, until the others see you hanging out alone often, eating together, going to the arcades, bowling, the movies, everyone just assumed you’ve become best friends so no one questions it when you spend time in each other’s rooms (though nick and matt can tell you like each other but they don’t mention it)

- you only call him ‘chris’ when you’re hooking up, but when you’re hanging out or around people you refer to him as you do everyone else ‘bro,’ ‘dude,’ ‘dumbass,’ etc. so he associated you saying his name to sexual activities without even realizing.

- you called him by his name in a public setting once and he immedietly got a flashback of you moaning his name and became a flustered stuttering mess.

- he’d have little moments of confusion like when his heart skips a beat everytime he heard you laugh, and the overwhelming urge to make you do it again. and why did he want to be around you 24/7? inviting you everywhere him and his brothers go. making excuses to touch you in any way like having your knees touch sitting next to each other, or placing his hand on your waist to get past you.

- he didn’t understand what any of it meant but he convinced himself that’s probably how best friends are, i mean look at nick and madi, it’s the same thing, right?….right?

- i don’t think he really realizes he’s in love with you until one day he texted you he’s coming over and you told him you’re not home. that’s weird, where would you be at 2 am? “i’m at vinnie’s place”

- oh. why did that hurt? why does he care? it’s not like you had a rule about seeing other people, except he wasn’t seeing other people. he couldn’t see other people. and he kinda didn’t want you to either. that’s when it clicked. he loves you.

- he replied coldly and waited for the next time you see each other, he asked if you slept with vinnie and you said yes. from your pov, you were running away from your feelings for chris. you knew he doesn’t want a relationship and so to not get too attached you tried sleeping with someone else. but it didn’t work.

- you weren’t gonna tell him that but you sensed he was a bit jealous, you liked it. it ended up with you having angry jealous sex that night, but even though chris was roughly hammering you, the way he kissed your lips down to your neck was so soft and gentle, full of love.

- chris was so engulfed in the feeling that as he was reaching his high he ended up confessing, “fuck, i love you.” you were so fucked out that you didn’t even register what he just said until he dropped his body weight onto you, both of you catching your breath.

- “wait what did you say?” you’re both alert now, “oh- i said um…listen, i really don’t want you seeing other guys.”

- you smiled up at him, “then, i won’t.”

- “i also don’t want us to stay friends…i kind of wanna be more than that.”

- “and that would be?” you were teasing him at this point but you wanted to hear him say it.

- “i want to take you out on a date, and have you be my girlfriend. but if you don’t feel the same there’s no pressure-“

- “i’d love to be your girlfriend.” you cut him off, to his relief. he grinned and leaned down to kiss you, both of you smiling into it. after you pull away he rests his head on you while you play with his hair.

- “oh and chris,” he hummed in response, too tired to say anything, “i love you too.”

#chris sturniolo #chris sturniolo x reader #christopher sturniolo x reader #sturniolo triplets #matt sturniolo #christopher sturniolo #matt sturniolo x reader #sturniolo x reader #nick sturniolo #n6ptunova

[absurdumsid]

I need info on saejun an you obviously know him better than me, so can i have you favorite hcs, theories (how he joined the mtt), or interactions on him w/ the mtt :)

OF COURSE U CAN !! so sorry, it took me a bit to compile all of this from my older notes aaaa have a compensation doodle bc i took SOO long GHGHHHGH

anyway saejun nation pspspspss

saejun !! THE beloved if u will

he regularly speaks korean but learned english after meeting nightmare and killer

i love to think he's very very strong, he can beat the mtt in a fistfight kind of strong (not like he would, but he'd win)

he can cook decently but he'd choose his brother's cooking any day (even if pilsu is still um learning)

he also really likes spicy dishes !! he bonds over that with dust !

he'd forgive ppl who steal from the farm but he wouldn't forgive harming the crops

he HATES pesticides (i think this is canon actually) but also really hates strong smells in general

sleepy 24/7 he lays in the grass to photosynthesize (he just passes out, pilsu wakes him almost every time)

probably knows a lot of offhand herbology/biology trivia (he can explain the aerobic and anaerobic cycle by heart)

his general attitude toward the mtt/bad sanses is not to pry unless they're the ones who open up to him (even now he only rlly learns about their situations through nightmare who doesn't talk that much about it anyway)

he accepts mtt with open arms and its that accepting (almost forgiving) nature that makes them so super attached to him !!

for me, it's the concept of meeting a version of yourself that lives the most peaceful life and being happy for him, but ALSO not being shunned by that alternate version for being violent and hurting the people that you both love

as for how saejun met mtt, my general interpretation of it is that nightmare struck a deal with saejun for food supplies in exchange for manual labour (so mtt and nightmare help a lot with the harvests! the only ones who really know about it is pilsu, saejun, anseung, and suggu)

killer // 고통씨 (Mr. Misery/Grief)

saejun meets killer first and was the only one helping around the farm

i don't think saejun would be the type to pry into their pasts so he doesn't question killer about himself or anything

killer is the one who opens up to him one stormy night after a stage 3 episode where he holed himself up in the shed and saejun found him cold, shaking, and curled up embracing himself

he calms killer down and tells nightmare abt it and that's how he finds out about killer's past (he doesn't bring it up, but he's always there to help killer after his panic attacks)

he likes to do the chores with killer most of the time just in case he has a run in with chorongi or suggu (the kids are very silly and tend to mess with him and he doesn't know how killer is with children)

they photosynthesize together and sometimes nightmare just comes to get killer in the evening and finds them in the grass

horror // 취급주의 (Handle with Care) or 주주씨 (Mr. Vermillion)

he meets horror second (after he gets kidnapped by nightmare) and saejun isn't really scared of him because he figured that he probably has some hidden issues like killer

saejun thought horror was really fragile at first (because he was very thin and had a skull injury) so he actually had him do mostly little chores like going to the market or gathering eggs from the chickens

after a few months killer doesn't come in (was sent to a mission somewhere else) and saejun needs someone to handle the heavy hay bales (<- he could've done it himself but hes lazy) and horror just kinda Does It and surprises saejun

he starts to depend on horror more and actually admits that he was underestimating him out of concern for his wellbeing and horror says its ok because he was also underestimating saejun (until he saw him carry killer AND a bunch of crops home that one time)

they start to cook together and do the heavier chores (while making silly jokes abt killer) together

horror starts to learn korean by talking with dorihye, saejun, and pilsu as well as asking nightmare for some reading material ! (after finding out that dust also speaks korean, he starts practicing conversation with him !)

dust // 유골씨 (Mr. Ashes)

saejun's meeting with dust was noooot planned at all, nightmare just kinda forced mtt into a portal to farmtale during one of errors visits

horror mostly stayed with dust at first who was just dead silent and stayed in one spot (saejun asked if he wanted any drinks and it took ten excruciating seconds before horror had to answer water for him)

its not until pilsu comes into the house and greets killer and horror and makes a remark about a new brother that he starts to actually talk

dust doesn't exactly warm up to pilsu and more like forces himself to because pilsu starts to ask him what his favourite pasttimes are, his favourite food, if he wants any snacks, etc (killer and horror went through the same thing)

dust eventually gets carried off to the kitchen to cook with pilsu and that's how pilsu finds out dust speaks fluent korean even though they have different dialects

saejun goes into the kitchen and has a little talk with dust (where he learns they both speak korean !! and that that's why dust wasn't speaking that much !) and they bond over pilsu's silliness (dust talks about how his papyrus also loved to cook etc etc, saejun notices that its in past tense but doesn't dig any deeper)

dust eventually starts to visit farmtale with horror frequently to exchange makguksu and ramyeon recipes with pilsu !!

dust is also relatively close with dorihye, anseung, and suggu who tend to remark that "the other saejuns dont really talk much" to which horror always chuckles

that's all (for now) !! TYSM FOR ASKING ABT MY BLORBOS BGHGHRGRHG

#farm sans #saejun #saejun park #farmtale #<- because this mostly occurs in farmtale #killer sans #horror sans #murder sans #dust sans #undertale au #murder time trio #bad sanses #sans au #sid rambles #sid answers #i FUCKIGN LOVE SAEJUN PARK FROM HIT UNDERTALE AU FARMTALE BY GUINONGTALE_AU #long post

[aphroditelovesu]

Hello. If possible, could you write more about the Princess (Alicent's daughter/firstborn) that everyone is yandere for?

Yes I can and I will, anon 😚😊. Here I'm going to clear up some things that maybe weren't clear in the last few posts and describe a little more, if you don't mind xoxo

Y/N Targaryen (meaning you, me, all of us) is the first child born from King Viserys I Targaryen's second marriage to Alicent Hightower. She is the eldest and the first girl to be born.

She is the most loved and protected child of her mother's future children with the King. Some say it's because she's the firstborn child and the firstborn are always the most loved, others say it's because she's more attached to her father and mother than her other siblings. Either way, it's no secret that everyone loves the princess for who she is. Everyone in this blessed family is obsessed with her in different ways.

Alicent loves her daughter with all her heart, she is her most prized child and Alicent would die and kill for her if need be. It is shown that she doesn't like to deal with her children in many ways but not with you, with her precious daughter she is all patient and loves to be by her side all the time. If she could do it, Alicent would sew you up to her. Viserys is in love (platonically) with his little princess in his own way, it is quite obvious that you of his children with Alicent are the ones he prefers and loves most or considers as his child. Viserys loves to spend time with him and just talk to you about random things or problems, but he loves talking to you and it's one of his favorite things to do with you. Just listen to you ramble and vice versa. You are Otto's biggest weakness and he doesn't even try to deny it, he doesn't try to hide how much he is in love with you. There's no question who his favorite grandchild is, he loves to spoil you and I can see him wanting more of your time and, who knows, wanting to see you on the Iron Throne. This is Otto we're talking about, he still loves you dearly but he's ambitious and more than willing to make you Queen, whether it's making you usurp Rhaenyra's throne or making you marry Aegon.

Rhaenyra at first was wary around you but she gradually became more open to you and grew closer. She always wanted a sister, and even though you didn't share the same mother, she still adored you just the same. She's your overprotective and possessive big sister, wanting to claim your time just for herself. Aegon was jealous of the attention and affection you received from everyone and, therefore, kept his distance from you, but when he realized that it clearly bothered you, he decided to try to put those negative feelings aside and started spending more time with you and the more he did the more his obsession grew. Aegon found himself becoming more and more attached to you and whenever something happened he would run into your arms looking for comfort. Helaena absolutely adores you, you are the only friend she really has and she loves how you are always there for her. Helaena isn't as intense or possessive as the others, but she is a bit obsessive about you and doesn't like it when you spend time with other people. Aemond is the most possessive of his brothers and the most likely to commit murder just to be with you. He is easily jealous and suspicious of anyone who gets too close to you outside of his family. Aemond does his best and impossible to take care of you and he wants to be his favorite brother.

Daemon doesn't have much of an opinion of you and has always kept his distance and only approached you because of Viserys and Rhaenyra. As he spends more time around you the more he warms up to you and soon Daemon will become obsessed with you as well, but in a more murderous and possessive way, clashing with Aemond for these reasons. Corlys and Rhaenys aren't that close to you because they live outside of King's Landing but when they go there it's nothing new that these two will be close to you, they like you and spend as much time as they can around you, but always keeping an eye on their own actions on behalf of the rest of your family. Similar to their parents, Laena and Laenor are still more distant than the rest of the family but closer to you than their parents. Laena adores you and spends hours talking to you. Laenor likes to fight ans you so if he gets the chance he will teach you how to wield a sword. Of course, this was kept secret from your parents.

Jacaerys and Lucerys are very close to you on account of their mother, in fact you are the closest aunt they have. Jacaerys is in love with you (either romantically or platonically) and he wants to stay by your side. He's not as possessive but he still gets jealous when you spend a lot of time with other people, he wants to take care of you even if it's not really necessary. Lucerys is attached and extremely clingy to you, bordering on possessive at times. He cries out for your attention and approval constantly.

You need to learn to divide your attention with your family because if you don't, it could end very badly.

~ Lady L

#ask #house of the dragon #yandere house of the dragon #yandere hotd #a song of ice and fire #hotd #asoiaf #yandere alicent hightower #yandere otto hightower #yandere viserys i targaryen #yandere rhaenyra targaryen #yandere aegon ii targaryen #yandere helaena targaryen #yandere aemond targaryen #yandere daemon targaryen #yandere corlys velaryon #yandere rhaenys targaryen #yandere laenor velaryon #yandere laena velaryon #yandere jacaerys velaryon #yandere lucerys velaryon #concept #yandere concept

[itsmoonpeaches]

Title: Storge

Fandom: Percy Jackson and the Olympians

Written for @flashfictionfridayofficial

Word count: 1,004

Rating: G

Summary: As the quest concludes and the war ends, Poseidon is left with the truth and the realization that Percy means more to him than he knew.

Also available on ao3.

Camp Half-Blood celebrated. The night sky bloomed with multicolored fireworks. And amid the cacophony, the gods discovered the truth.

At Zeus’s command, Athena had called for a meeting with the whole council to end the war between him and Poseidon. But now Olympus shuddered with war’s echoes once again.

“So much for a swift and crushing victory, eh dad?” sneered Ares. He leaned back on his throne, the ancient stone pressed against the back of his leather trench coat.

“Silence,” Zeus ordered with a scowl. Thunder rumbled above them. “Your role in this has not been forgotten.” His irises swirled with storm clouds. He propped himself up, resting his arms on the circular marble table that the Olympians sat around. “We must decide what to do with Luke Castellan.”

Poseidon watched the proceedings with feigned indifference. He clenched his fists beneath the table and felt the leftover prickle of electricity dance across his fingertips. Even for a god as prominent as he, stopping Zeus’s Master Bolt with his bare hands was a harrowing experience. It was not often that gods held onto another’s symbol of power.  

Across from him, Hermes twitched. His face shuttered.

“He is lost to us,” answered Athena with the authoritative tone he always recognized. She looked like that girl who went on the quest with Perseus except she was taller with narrower, more angular features. She had the same dark curls, but never wore her hair down. It was slicked back into a tight knot and accentuated her calculating gray eyes. “He eludes us with the power of his sword, and that puts him under Kronos’s protection. It is inadvisable to deduce where the portals will take him with so little information.”

Zeus frowned.

Athena clicked her tongue. “We must decide what to do with the other one…Poseidon’s spawn. Perseus Jackson.”

Poseidon straightened. The quake inside his chest threatened to release the force he held back. Long Island’s shores were bombarded with waves. “Enough,” he growled. He unclenched his fists. His trident crackled in its sheath attached to his throne.

The council quieted. Athena narrowed her eyes.

Zeus grunted, folding his arms as he glared. “I will not renege on the prize I have awarded the boy if he does not cause a disturbance,” he said. “I refuse to be indebted to a half-blood.” He lifted the Master Bolt. Its energy reverberated from the floors to the Corinthian columns that enclosed them. “He has returned what is mine. For now, we watch him.”

Poseidon thought to relax, but that was before Apollo with his sunny grin and even sunnier disposition, decided to interrupt.

“My Oracle spoke,” Apollo started with a singsong tune that grated on Poseidon’s nerves. “This may be the Prophecy. We must prepare soon.”

Poseidon sucked in a steadying breath. A new squall formed near Australia’s Shipwreck Coast.

Artemis rolled her eyes. “Not everything needs to be said in haiku, brother,” she admonished. The silver in her hair gleamed like the moon.

Poseidon sighed. The tension in his shoulders never lessened. “Perseus is not yet sixteen,” he said. “Leave him be.”

“We will get nothing done talking in circles. I have duties to attend to,” Zeus added. He nodded to Athena. “Finish this.”

The meeting adjourned. The gods flashed away, vanishing to tend to their domains. But Poseidon lingered. He had not moved. He stared at a pearl he rolled in his palm.

“Do you ever dream about mom?”

His son’s voice rushed into his head like an endless current. Perseus’s eyes were so much like his own, so much more than he had imagined. Poseidon had not answered his question. He had not forgotten.

He clutched the pearl tight and stood, trident in hand.

“He is your weakness, the boy.” Someone disrupted the silence.

Poseidon turned.

Athena observed him from the pathway that led to the rest of Olympus’s sprawling city. “If you are not careful, he will become a liability to you.”

He inclined his head. “What's this?” he asked with a sardonic smirk. “The goddess of wisdom and battle strategy giving me advice?”

“It is simply an observation.”

“An observation I do not crave.”

Athena scoffed. “You surrendered for him,” she replied. “You lost the war for that boy. He is nothing more than a blip in our eternity. What will happen in the future when there is more at stake? What will you choose, your son or the Fifth Age?”

He parted his lips, but no answer came. Athena departed down the path. He was alone.

He walked to the edge of the council room, intent on watching what remained of the fireworks below. Even from here, he could see them. If he concentrated, he could hear the laughter of the demigods and smell their offerings scraped into the bonfire. Most of them did not know what had transpired yet.

He only wished Perseus was spared betrayal.

The hearth that occupied the edge of the room snapped. Out of the warmth appeared the form of a little girl in drab robes.  

“Hestia,” he said with a slight bow. “I am sorry to disturb you. I will soon depart.”

“You are lost,” she remarked. She always sounded so much younger than she was. “You are thinking of him…of your family.”

“You are my family,” he countered.

She smiled and offered her right hand. “Take my hand.”

With caution, he took it.

As soon as they touched, images flooded his mind. He saw Sally Jackson. She pressed her forehead to their son’s. The sunlight dappled the rivulets of her hair and brightened Perseus’s blue eyes.

He saw Perseus in his cabin at camp, running his fingers along the water in the fountain, a pensive look on his face. On his neck, he wore a new bead on the necklace Chiron had given him. Painted against black was a delicate sea-green trident.

When Poseidon remembered himself, Hestia was gone. The visions tucked away inside him.

“Yes,” he whispered into nothing. “I do dream of you.”

#pjo #pjo tv show #pjo tv show spoilers #poseidon #percy #sally jackson #percy jackson #percy jackon and the olympians #percy jackson and the olympians #itsmoonpeaches fanfic #flash fiction friday #fff238 #take my hand #pjo series #posally