#also horses wont do things that scare Them. if both me and my horse have anciety itll be the safest trip ever

[anglerflsh]

Actually I thought about that poll and I would rather be able to ride a horse around the city than a bicycle. At least 30% of the responsibility if something bad happens would be on the horse

#[.txt] #im scared of accidents its why i never bike #also i saw my sister destroy her elbow on a bike so bad that my father sterilised it with boiling water and had to take out pebbles from it #and when /I/ fell off of a horse into a river all i got was a bruise. so #also horses wont do things that scare Them. if both me and my horse have anciety itll be the safest trip ever #. sorry i am sleep deprived idk what im saying really.

[mythicaldemigoddess-of-deltarune]

Mammon’s Butt Is Mine (To Kick) Cause I Call Dibs...And Yes I Know That’s Weird...I’m Weird.

[Note: Don’t Reblog Without Permission....also no one has to read this post if they don’t want to, because it is optional.] 

I know he has a virtue counterpart, that has to do with generosity...

but is it weird to call dibs on Mammon, because I want to kick his butt...

even if it might not be possible, and yeah he was the first guy for me to have thoughts of wanting to punch in the groin, and that was because of the price of coca-cola, and Mama needs her caffeine. XD

well it’s back to normal now, thank goodness.

so yeah, Mammon aka “Manny” own virtue counterpart would have to wait his turn, because of dibs, I call dibs on Mammon’s butt...

even if I know it might not be possible, but doesn’t mean I still don’t want to call dibs on him and still want to kick his butt and groin punch him...

even if it is normal to be a little greedy, but there is limits to it, and if it goes to the toxic zone, then that isn’t okay...

so yeah, this Defective Earth Angel, who is still procrastinating in checking if her blood type will come out as O RH D Negative for a third time...

calls dibs on Mammon’s Butt, I call dibs...

yeah I’m weird, and I know it might not be possible...

but like one of the lyrics of Dark Horse by Katy Perry goes...

“don’t make me your enemy” “your enemy, your enemy.”

also I seen a video that had mention someone who thought Asexuality and Celibacy is the same....seriously, of all the humans on this planet...

I don’t know who that person is, but I seriously wish I could slap them over the head for their stupidity and insensitivity.

Celibacy and Asexuality is a separate thing, I mean even I know my panic attack I had in the car a few years ago, which if I remember right was around 2015, was because I was scared of running into a dangerous person who would possibly end up deflower me without my okay....and well, that was before I had figured out I was Aceflux and that if when I was feeling a little “turned on” it was not always my feelings, it was the energy of someone else that I was picking up.

which is why, one of the reasons I wear my gem bracelets all the time (and only take them off when I need to.) is to protect me from picking up certain energies.

if I’m going to get “turned on” and feel a bit, well you know....I rather it be of my body’s full accord, and not because my body has absorbed that type of energy from someone else.

and yeah, what some humans get wrong about s*xual empaths, is that you have to physically be in contact with someone, for it to effect you.

but you can be in another room or just sitting a bit far away from the person who is giving off that type of energy.

and yeah I believe that those type of energies, along with other type of energies, can be harmful to children, and can cause seizures.

not all seizures might need that medicine stuff, and the only time when both type of seizures, the ones who do need the medicine and the ones that don’t and just need spiritual protection and possibly to move to a much safer energy environment that wont trigger their seizures...

well both could still have the same type of stuff in I.V. that is given when staying at the hospital.

a person could go through most of their life, not knowing they are energy empath, and they could end up being misdiagnosed by doctors who don’t even bother to figure out the medicine they are giving them is something they don’t really need, and they are just getting their body hooked to it...

should of just let my body go through the withdrawal...that would be better than taking medicine I don’t believe I had really needed in the first place, because the doctors and possibly a machine that scans for seizures, had misdiagnosed me this whole time...

I mean RH Negative, is gonna mess up a machine’s scan...

also another reason to use my gem bracelets, is so to keep me from messing with the computer or any other type of devices.

another reason I use my gem bracelets, is so I am protected when I sleep, so I don’t have another Incubus problem, even if it’s okay that not everyone believes that, but I believe what I had experienced was a Incubus...

they really didn’t do much, I didn’t see their face either.

all I know it was dark, I was on my back, and I think I was in between being asleep and awake, or maybe something like being self-aware.

anyway what happen next, ended up scaring me awake.

but of course now I have to protect myself from humans as well, and because I can’t use my dream-catcher right now, I have to use a substitute.

and if it weren’t for my Mom finding a certain mature DVD or books in their room, I would of possibly thought what I had experienced was just a dream.

but even if I know that the one I had dream-walked into the dream of, and thankfully stayed outside in the hall way, isn’t a bad person....but had been known for a temper at times.

they still gave off lustful energy, that I believe had put my dream-self into a trance, and while still in the dream I had figured out what was going on, and I had became self-aware and while still outside the dream started to change, so I was back to my normal random dreaming.

but because of what I had figured out, I didn’t want to go back to sleep when they were asleep, so I kept myself from falling asleep until I knew they were fully awake and no longer asleep.

and yeah some time later after that, like maybe months or so later....

I found out that they had some mature stuff in their room (which I never saw it, I had only been told about it and I can’t remember if it was a book or dvd.),

which might of been the cause of that whole my dream-walking and my dream-self being place in a trance, and thankfully I became self-aware, and I know I was wearing my gem bracelets during that time as well...

maybe it is possible to be form a immunity to that type of energy, even if it is only sometimes, I’m not sure...

I know not everyone will take this seriously, and they don’t have to...

I still don’t know who that Toxic-Religious jerk is who thinks that Celibacy and Asexuality is the same, excuse me but “being h*rny shouldn’t be mandatory, so don’t shame me for being Ace.”

plus someone who has either a full or small phobia, that has to do with Virginitiphobia, is separate as well.

and yeah, I still don’t like the idea of being alone outside while I wait for my family when they are shopping, but if I don’t feel like going inside, then I don’t want to be force to, but if I was still a little kid, of course I can’t be left outside in the car because that would be both stupid and dangerous, and some parents who do that knowing the danger, could be thrown behind bars.

I think my case is a Semi-Virgintiphobia, which might not be as bad as others...

and I think my panic attack I had in the car around 2015, when we were getting ready to move to the place we live at now...

might of had to do with my Semi-Virgintiphobia.

plus no matter if your a Male, Female or Nonbinary, it might be possible that anyone could end up with Virgintiphobia.

plus if someone did try to hurt me that way, and my big brother heard about it.....let’s just say, there would be a possibility the disgusting inhuman filth would be beaten up, and some might need to hold my big brother back from giving the disgusting inhuman filth even more of a beating.

even when I go out somewhere, and have to go inside some building, I rather stay close to family, and not be alone...

I mean it’s fine for me to alone at home, and even have my fluffy baby, ya know my second cat...but being outside alone somewhere that is a bit far from home, that is not gonna be good in my view.

plus there can be a lot of dangerous humans out there, besides the hyper-h*rny who have done disgusting things...

like some humans who try to “fix” by a certain corrective way....well, they are possibly going to go to Hell for that type of corrective “fixing”, well them and some Priests and Nuns who have crossed lines they shouldn’t of becoming disgraces to the Priests and Nuns who would never cross that line...

right now I’m listening to Lily Allen’s song F*** You.

and with how some Toxic-Religious jerk who thinks Celibacy is the same as Asexuality, the song fits how they make me feel...

and with how that video I watched, that shows how stubborn that Toxic-Religious butt-head was, they sound just as bad as the one who made me cry and made me feel really bad, you know the one who kept using the words that were either  “may the lord have mercy on you.” or “may god have mercy on you.” at me, and when I was trying to point out how bad it was making me feel, and it was hurting my feelings, the insensitive Toxic-Religious person kept throwing the words at me, possibly thinking they were “helping” but their words were not doing any good and was being emotionally harmful.

excuse me if I started to believe in a Goddess now too, and well besides them throwing those words at me because of that, it might of had to do with the time I thought I was a Gyno-Agender, or like Bigender....I was possibly still figuring out my Nonbinary identity, plus I think I might of been going a type of Chrysalis stage, that had to do with gender identity and who I truly was on the inside...

so my pronouns are both she/her & they/them, and is it weird for me to feel and think that at times, my pronouns can become switched around, like they/them becomes first and the she/her becomes secondary...?

I don’t know if anyone else who is either a Nonbinary-Boy or Nonbinary-Girl ever had those thoughts and feelings, maybe I can try to look it up...

but just like how I have to be in the closet with my being Aroaceflux (and I am Fictoromantic as well, I can be both Aroflux and Fictoromantic.....not all humans in real life are all that attractive to me anymore, even if there is still a small bit of attraction there is still the turn offs that make me view real life humans as not very attractive, and how some view Aces, is one of the reasons.)

I also have to be in the Nonbinary Closet at home as well, I am still not 100% sure if I am Intersex, even if I still think it could be possible, but I rather have some form of evidence that might be proof of my suspicion.

I had found some info about one of the type of Intersex, and one of the info about one of them, made me suspect that I might be that, but now I’m not really sure if I am Intersex or not, I mean it could turn out I’m not.

I am unsure, a part of me thinks I might be Intersex but another part of me thinks that I might be wrong.

and I can’t talk to my Mom or anyone in my family about it, that I suspect that I might be Intersex.

I rather have some kind of home blood test that can tell me if I’m Intersex or not.

if they can make a home blood test that tells you what blood type you are, why not for something that can tell you if your Intersex or not.

anyway besides all that, and going back to talking about my dibs on Mammon.

my wanting to punch him in the groin and kick his a**, is because of the toxic greed, even if it can be normal to be a little greedy and somewhere in between a little bigger type of greed, but when it goes to a toxic zone, it isn’t okay.

so yeah, I’m weird for wanting to call dibs on his butt, ya know, to want to kick...

even if I know it might not even be possible, I’m weird and those are my weird thoughts, wanting to call dibs on him...

anyway after I check out some stuff on here, I’m going to go play some video games, and watch some shows and movies I like.                                              

and once again, I know it isn’t possible for me to kick Mammon’s butt or groin punch him, but one can only dream....plus I’m weird enough to call dibs on his sorry butt, so yeah, that is just how weird I am...

I’m a Defective Earth Angel who doesn’t fully work the same way as Other Earth Angels....and who is weird enough to want to call dibs on Mammon...

of course that is going to be seen as weird, and possibly crazy.    

later I will listen to Ken Ashcorp’s song “Crazy Chicks.”

but not before playing video games, watching some shows and movies I like.                                                       

#mammon #greed #i call dibs #seven deadly sins #kick his ass #groin punch #talking about feelings #my thoughts #mature audiences only #not for kids #don't reblog #do not reblog without permission

[tortilla-of-courage]

PLEASE share your thoughts on Sky in botw for no reason it sounds hilarious (of course u don’t have to if u don’t want to though)

AAA i have many thoughts but none are coherent be warned. i dont know where i was going with a single point in this post i wrote this all at 1 am so excuse this mess

i like to imagine he just walks into Hateno one day and scares the locals with his weirdly hylian-like but not-quite language (either spoken or signed, because i'd imagine sign language has changed over millennia too), so they call Link and Zelda for help

Link's like "no worries i've met everyone around Hyrule they're probably looking for me" until he walks out, sees Sky, and goes "i've never met this man in my life,"

the first week or so is just the longest and most infuriating game of charades ever between them as they try to learn a better way to communicate

Link keeps wondering why the new guy keeps looking at his horse like he's never seen one before. he won't even go near the creature

which gets funny when the horse decides to follow Sky around and scare him half to death

Link and Zelda try taking him to Impa but he keeps getting distracted with everything in the village because "Hey those are the symbols (his) Impa had on her clothes that's funny. are these people related to her??"

oh yeah and they also had to convince him to ride a horse to even go there which didn't go well either

they end up leaving him with the cuccoo guy while They talk to Impa and Sky has the time of his LIFE with the tiny birds

Impa, understandably, has no idea who this guy is either, but if she had to guess he's an ancient hero that somehow washed up millennia after his era

Zelda: okay but what do we do with him

Impa: babysit him ig????

you know those movies where the main character suddenly gets handed a child and they have to take care of them throughout the movie? that's Link and Zelda with Sky. except he's technically older than them

the second they manage to like, communicate he starts talking about missing the sky and the clouds and flying and Zelda's like "oh hylia he's the first hero help me"

Sky probably keeps acting way too relaxed for someone who's not in his home

Link leaves the master cycle zero unsupervised for three seconds and next thing he knows Sky is using it no problem and driving directly into a bokoblin camp

oh god okay i know i was talking about this like, post botw but consider: Sky In Pre-Calamity Hyrule For No Reason

maybe in this scenario he's like. Hylia's answer to Zelda's prayers for help. the language barrier isnt too helpful tho

i know her prayers are to awaken her power but i mean. who better to help you understand the Triforce's power than the guy who first got it all?

anyways Sky's never seen Zora OR Gerudo OR Rito before can you imagine how he'd react. this poor man

Revali, seeing both Links standing together: oh Hylia above, there's two of them?

Sky is obsessed with Vah Medoh but Revali wont let him go there. Sky wont give up because if he and Groose ended up getting along he can get along with this weird loftwing guy

i just think he'd get along with the champions :) frends

oh no i just imagined Sky in the middle of the calamity itself. oh no. anyways,

Sky likes playing matchmaking so you BET he'd be out there causing problems on purpose and trying to help around with romantic stuff. like idk hyping up Mipha when she's trying to tell Link something or stuff like that

okay but in general can you imagine how excited Zelda, local nerd, would be over getting to talk to a walking piece of history?? i think it'd be really cute

this got too long and it makes no sense sorry about that

#i have no specific thoughts about this just vague scenarios i laugh about because i have the sense of humor of a 12 yr old #tortilla asks #tortilla's zelda tag #skyward sword spoilers #just inc ase #posting this in the middle og the night as usual #long post kinda

[oh-for-fic-sake]

The Deal Pt 2

Masterlist

Summary: Clark take you to august to finish the deal.

Warnings: Adult Situations +18, Smut, Dub Con, BDSM, Toys

A/N: second part to @wolfieash​ ask which is here

Taglist: in reblog.

Smut below the cut.

"NO IM NOT GOING ! AND YOU CAN FUCK OFF!" You yelled chasing Clark into the living room arms cross and lips pulled into a snarl.

He rolled his eyes at you, you'd been throwing a fit all day.

"Sweetheart, you made a deal, gave him your word... you cant go back on it" he insisted once more trying to convince you.

"Yes I can it was my word! Not yours, I can do what I want!" You huffed blowing some hair out of your face it was hard trying to be serious when your hair seemed to want to stick in your mouth.

"No poppet I'm not letting you break you word , now get dressed we leave in a hour" he said quickly spinning you around pressing you to the bedroom door.

"Fuck you, I'm not going anywhere!" You grunted pulling away from him.

"Tonight love I promise, now go get ready august is expecting us..." he said grinning almost sweetly at you.

"I don't give a flying fuck! I'm not going" you stomped a foot at him finally making his brow twitch, jaw tightening in irritation.

He stood taller and let his frame seem to devour the space on the hall making you shrink, shivering as you watched your sweet fiancé become a great predator. A loin or bear?

"Sweetheart enough! Now go get dressed...I laid out your outfit" he ground out severely finally having enough. A deal was a deal... and he wanted your ass!

"Out fit? What outfit-OH MY GOD WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT!?" You cried entering your room seeing the shear fabric

"That? Its a little body stocking~" Clark said leaning on the door frame arms crossed wearing a huge grin.

"IM NOT WEARING A FUCKING BODYSTOCKING!"

"Well I would if I were you because if not there will be images of your naked ass being flown about on the front pages tomorrow~" he quipped with a smirk.

"Yo-you wouldn't dare!" You said voice loosing its bite as he stared at you.

"Wouldn't I? I mean come on love anal's on the line~" he teased and moved up behind you and slapped your bottom hard enough to make you yip and jerk away.

"Now hop to it... You've got 50 minuets~" he called over his shoulder as he exited the room.

In the end Clarks threat of having you mooney metropolis was too much of a threat and you'd showered and slipped into the body stocking...

But you didn't shave! If they were gonna push through with your whole sex for silence deal then they would live with the consequences! No bare pussy for either of them!

Fuck'em.... or don't? Which was preferable

It wasn't that you didn't enjoy it, it was that you did... a little more then you should have! It frightened you the way you'd enjoyed being used and fought over.

"Oh come on why the long face angel?" August hummed as he opened the glass doors on his rooftop home, the penthouse was shiny sleek and as dark as the man himself.

"Fuck off august!" you grumbled walking right passed him as soon as Clark put you down

"Oh such a foul mouth! We will have to teach you some manners~" the agent quipped as you entered the bare but masculine space, everything was harsh lines and fucked up art pieces of splotching blocky shades of black, red and deep violet.

"Yes she's very snippy today... has been all week, pouting" Clark huffed shrugging. Taking the offered crystal glass with amber liquid.

"Ah we have a brat on our hands then?" August chuckled and walked through the home quickly snagging one of your elbows and directed you to the playroom, not wasting any time.

"Yeah, she doesn't want me to fuck her ass" Clark summarized with a shrug.

"Aww Why not sweety? You loved me fucking your ass? You cried and withered moaning so beautifully~" august hummed into your ear as he pressed you over the threshold into a large windowless room, strip lighting igniting the room in a light red. The devils den so to speak.

"Sh-shut up you prick" you snarled.

Augusts reply was a tsk and he pressed you over to a padded sawhorse and looked to Clark nodding to the ankle and wrist cuffs.

Clark breezed past him quickly securing you down making you curse him, but by this point it was a formality as you had already soaked yourself through.

"Oh would you look at that? Our little brat is eager~" august said with a chuckle and a warm hand probed you lightly making you jolt and try to squirm away.

"Yes I know, she likes denying herself, its strange she knows we will win but Continues to fight?" He said coming around your side ghosting his fingers over your ribs making you shudder.

"Well lets not waste time shall we? I have a few things out ready but first lets get this fitted shall we?" August said menacingly walking around you brandishing a very large O ring gag.

"After all if she's going to throw a tantrum I don't trust her not to bite" he uttered moving towards you.

"I've never thought of using one of those before... it wont hurt her will it?"

"Only her pride Clark trust me even she needs a... dressing down every once in a while" august reassured him.

Your eyes grew wide as the agent approached with the large gag that looked both threatening and enticing, things had been kinky with august but you hadn't ever gone this far into bdsm before. You were scared and still fighting but not as hard? You were curious and being dominated by them last week had... changed you. It had been thrilling to be so out of control.

"Should we... give her a signal or something? Incase it gets to much?" Clark quizzed, he was still all for it but wanted to be mindful of you. He didn't want to hurt you.

"Trust me she's going to love it, but in the case of something going wrong" august directed his attention to you befo4e continuing.

"There is a small desk bell one the inside of the left leg on the saw horse... if thing get too much hit it three times fast and we will get you down" he said seriously.

You frowned as his gaze bored into you, for a second you believed you saw actual concern in his eyes.

It unsettled you, August couldn't really have any feelings towards you could he? I mean this was blackmail!

You nodded quickly to him letting him know you understood.

Then just like that August was haughty again and quickly fixed the gag in your mouth, setting your teeth in the small grooves that was semi comfortable.

"Shes ready when you are~" the agent hummed and stood back.

Clark darted behind you and helped himself to you and august disappeared from sight.

You moaned into the room as your fiancé roamed your folds as if exploring them for the first time.

He was rougher then usual prodding and impaling you fast and hard before slowing and drawing your own arousal over your presented ass.

You withered as Clark used you body, pressing you higher and higher making you teeter on then edge then back away letting you calm down only to work you up again.

"I thought we could... try something... a little bonus for all of us tonight~" you heard august but couldn't see him.

"I'm listening" Clark said as he plunged his fingers back into you harder throwing off your concentration making you cry out.

"I have this" you tried seeing what August had but was too preoccupied with the maddening strokes of clark's fingers as he pounded away at your g-spot forcing you to try and rock on him chasing a high he had already cruely denied you twice.

"What even is that thing?" Cark said not paying attention to you as your body twisted and pulled trying to cum like a desperate whore.

"Here ill show you~" august said and Clarks fingers disappeared from you making you cry out and moan, your pussy tried holding him but it was to drenched to actually grip him.

Then something was pressed into you, large wide and very short.

"Oh-oh fuck?!AH!" You yelped  awkwardly around the gag as the toy settled, curved forward and down pressing on your gspot without being held. There was a large flat expanse resting outside of you to, the toy curved in a large C shape.

"Does that go up her?"

"No no, we just pop her little clit in here~ and press the button!" You jerked as august moved you, thick fingers prodding your clit and sat the engorged nub into a small round dip and pressed a button.

You squealed tensing all at once as you felt a suction on your clit and roared.

"Holy shit?" Clark said in awe watching as you keened and tried throwing you weight around on the toy that was held in place by your muscles clenching to it so tightly... It was bittersweet in a way, your own body holding the sweet torturous device on your clit.

"And it gets better, press that one" you hear a small click and arched moaning out as the egg like shape inside of you came to life vibrating against your insides.

Clark watched entranced as you withered this is what he'd been missing out on? Fuck!

August darted around you and strokes you hair watching as Clark stripped behind you unable to wait any longer as you thrashed about trying to rock into the toy.

"Shh shh thats a girl, now deep breath your wonderboy may be a little too enthusiastic if your doing all that squirming~"

You froze feeling Clark poise himself at your well lubed ass then grunted as he thrust forward splitting you open.

Clark hissed and moaned loudly as the vibrating egg not only made you quiver and tense around him already threatening to flood the place but it also rubbed his cock as he rutted you.

"Oh fuck- thats amazing! I cant- I shit babe!?" Clark didn't wait he immediately began pounding in to the tight quivering body before him.

August chuckled once more before releasing his own belt buckle. Not wanting to let your wails and monas go to waste.

They would work wonders on his cock, offering the sweetest of releases as you screamed onto his cock as he lodged it into your throat.

August was never into men, but he could develop a thing for corrupting this huge perfect man.

For now August would let you and Clark think you were in control of the deal. Let this one final night play out.

But the seed was sewn and before long he knew Superman would return wanting to explore more and more of this little sex dungeon. And then he will strike another deal.

Because August wasn't opposed to making a little compromise to get decent pussy. If he had to share with Supes so be it, it looked like he could teach the kid a thing or two and he would gladly, because he had many more toys to tease you both with~

If things went to plan he'd have not one but two desperate little subs. And he couldn't wait!

#henry cavill #clark kent imagine #august walker x reader #clark kent smut #august walker smut #superman smut #superman imagine

[bill-y]

𝐈𝐍𝐔𝐑𝐄

Peeta Mellark x male reader

We all know who Katniss Everdeen is, but what if Primrose hadn’t been chosen but another boy from another unfortunate family? YOUR family.

Info: This is basically a reader insert and I’ve changed a few rules, not ground breaking though. The reader is a bit bland for now but I plan for his actions to be different. Because he has different moral grounds from Katniss and such. Would appreciate feedback! FEEL FREE TO POINT OUT TYPOS. GRAMMARLY SOMETIMES DOESN’T DO MY DYSLEXIC ASS JUSTICE

Part two: Click here, bomburino tortilla pony horse.

Part three: You're here, my guy.

Part four: Click here, amigo

Wattpad acc: L0calxDumbass

It didn't take long before I came home, my mother and brother was already dressed, and I was right, Kunal has been crying.

He immediately lightened up when he saw the bread, pushing the sleeves of my first reaping outfit (which was now his) back in order to munch on it.

"Don't worry, you only have your name once in the pile, you're safe," I reassured him, as I've done many times before.

I smiled, patting his head. My mother glanced at me, but I pretended to not notice. It's been long since we've talked, the last time was a disagreement, a petty one at that. About two years or so?

I honestly surpised myself, how can I go without talking to her for so long. . .?

Another trait my father passed on to me was a short temper, though I never lose my head and scream, but something about her words made me yell. Her face was full of shock when I did that, almost as if I've betrayed her.

"Don't be stupid like your father!" She told me.

My father isn't a stupid man, he was smart. Lady luck just wasn't on his side that day.

I took a bath, scrubbing the dirt and soot off myself. When I saw my clothing my heart stopped. It was my Father's.

It was simple, just as he liked. A white button up tunic, the hems made of elegant gold lace. The pants were loose, with garters securing on the hip and the hems, he never liked tight clothing, just like me.

My eyes went towards my mother, who simply nodded, "After you get dressed, sit down, won't you? Let me fix your hair," she said.

My mouth opened to protest, only to shut itself when she whispered a small, "please," My eyes softened, her voice sounded so guilty, she regretted her words, just as I did. She knew I could get chosen.

But I'm a coward, I don't like apologizing, something I inherited from her.

I nodded, and got dressed before I sat down, just as she told me. She began to braid tiny sections of my hair. I've never been good at it, really, It would always look messy when I did it. So I just looked messy everyday.

But her hands can do magic, it was like she was weaving silk, her hands full of grace and utmost care as she intertwined every strand of hair. I could feel her hand shake a little, as if scared with one wrong touch, I'd shatter like glass.

She used to sew clothing, make various artworks with whatever was in the house. Her hand was naturally delicate, soft to anything she makes contact with.

I bit my lip, none of us wanted to say it. We we're both thinking the same thing, though.

I never really liked cutting my hair, always kept it atleast neck length at best. I don't think short hair suits me at all, though it does get in the way while hunting from time to time.

Once she finished, without a word she pressed her chapped lips onto my forehead, she then walked away, leaving me with a pit of guilt in my stomach.

Such simple words, why can't I just say it?

I sighed, fixing my tunic and tucking it in, the garter snapping back, making me wince a little. It was stupid of me to let go.

I took a deep breath in, mustering all the courage I had to walk towards my brother, who has devoured the entire loaf. "Good?" I asked.

He nodded, a smile on his face, the crumbs falling down. I chuckled, wiping his mouth with my hand.

"You're like a bird, aren't you, little mocking jay?" I said, patting his head again.

He hummed, nodding aggressively, his hair bouncing up and down. I snickered, holding his head still with both my hands. I squished his cheeks together, making his lips form into a duck beak-shape. "Hey, Y/n,"

I rose my brows, humming. "I won't get chosen, won't I?" he asked. I sniffed, shaking my head as I linked our foreheads. "No, no you wont, Nal," I said. "If they call you, I won't let you go, alright?"

"You promise?"

"Of course,"

Soon it hit one in the afternoon, it was mandatory to attend this "festival", unless you're at death's door, that is. I found myself beside Gale, who patted my shoulder for reassurance.

Maybe it was obvious I'm stressed, tense. I'm not worried about myself, I'm more worried of them, especially Kunal. He's only twelve, yet he can still get chosen.

Some kind of festival this is.

I clenched my fists tighter, palms started to go white as I also clenched my jaw.

On the temporary stage stationed in front of the justice building was a podium, three chairs and two large bowls. The district is divided into two sections, jumbled across those two glass bowls, waiting to be picked up.

Twenty of them contained 'Y/n Greyback', one of them contained 'Kunal Greyback'.

There were also bright banners hung up, though I'm sure it was just there to taunt us, it sure worked for me. Everytime I look at it I start feel sick, hatred bubbling in my stomach.

The feeling of claustrophobia began to settle in as people piled into the square, the late comers having to just watch from a monitor instead.

"You alright?" Gale asked, nudging me. I gulped, sighing, "Course, I just —" I turned back, looking at my brother. "Worry of him,"

He gave me a sympathetic look, "He only has one entry, I'm sure he won't be picked," He said. Something I've been saying for such a long time, it didn't help settle my nerves.

"I know," I answered plainly.

We looked towards Katniss' place, beside her was Mardge, who gave me a curt smile and a wave. Out of politeness, I simply nodded back before turning back to the stage.

My hands grew colder each second, by two, when the mayor finally reached the stage, my hands were as cold as a corpse's.

Beside the mayor was Effie Trinket, District 12’s escort, fresh from the Capitol with her scary white grin, pinkish hair, and spring green suit. It looked quite ghastly.

Everyone murmured in worry, for whom was the empty third seat for?

The mayor stepped in front of the podium, beginning to tell the tale of Panem, how the twelve districts lost in the rebellion and now have to face punishment.

The Hunger games.

It was simple, each district would pick two "tributes" to this little game, and then they either kill like a hungry wolf or die like lost cattle.

I gulped, sweat forming on my forehead as I instinctively reached for the end of Gale's shirt. He held my hand, patting it a few times to let me know it would be alright.

He then began to read the victors in every hunger games. In the past seventy-four years, we have had exactly two.

Only one is still alive. Haymitch Abernathy, a paunchy, middle-aged man, who at this moment appears hollering something unintelligible, staggers onto the stage, and falls into the third chair.

To say he's drunk would be an understatement.

The crowd responds with its token applause, but he’s confused and tries to give Effie Trinket a big hug, which she barely manages to fend off.

The mayor looks distressed. Since all of this is being televised, right now District 12 is the laughingstock of Panem, and he knows it. He quickly tries to pull the attention back to the reaping by introducing Effie Trinket.

Bright and bubbly as ever, she began to talk. I could feel my blood boiling upon hearing her obnoxious, Capitol accent. I tuned her out, gulping as my hands somehow grew even colder.

Please don't let it be my brother, anyone but him.

"Let's have the first pick, shall we?" She said, her voice at the end of the sentence practically sky rocketing up. She pulled a piece of paper from one of the Glass bowls.

My heart pounded, as if trying to escape my chest. I closed my eyes, taking deep breaths in.

"Kunal Greyback,"

My heart stopped. Why couldn't it have been me? I had twenty, TWENTY entries.

I watched as my brother walked past me, his lip quivering, eyes glossy. Oh sweet, sweet Kunal, as delicate as a Lotus.

Kunal, the boy who gathers flowers every morning just for me.

Kunal, the boy who loves pulling on my braids.

Kunal, my dear innocent brother. Afraid of his own shadow.

I felt my own body move, launching myself forward. Gale called for my name, but I didn't care, no. I needed to get to my brother, I made a promise.

"NAL! NAL! NO!" I yelled, desperation evident in my voice as I pushed through the other people. "Y/n!" He screamed back.

Most of then gave me and my brother looks of sympathy, some gossiped. "Greyback," they'd whisper. "Another one bites the dust," they'd continue.

The peace keepers pushed me back, preventing me from reaching my brother.

No, not like this. He's still so young, he still wants to gather lilys by the front of our house, he still wants to create flower crowns for me to wear.

He still wants to breath, to live.

The mayor looked at me, recignizing me almost immediately. He didn't know me, no. Rather, he knew my father, the man he put under the execution block.

Oh mother, I'm sorry it had to be this way. It seems another one of your family members will die at the hands of the Capitol.

"I volunteer!" I gasped, gulping down nothing. My mouth was dry.

"I volunteer as a tribute!"

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[themountainsays]

Gonna be noisy again <333

Idk if this has been done before

BUT

Mirabel/Dolores/maybe Isabela runaway au

Summary:

Mira being so tired from always being overlooked(?) and ignored from Alma, also feeling like a burden bc shes the "only one" who is giftless and thinking shes just in the way. (Julieta being so busy bc everyone keeps getting hurt, that she doesnt see's Mirabel that much and so doesnt notice how shes feeling)

Dolores being so done always listening to EVERYTHING. Trying everything to stop the noise just for one. fucking. minute. But NO, it wont stop. It's hurting so much and the headaches from all the noise wont go away. Hearing all the sick and messed things people do and not knowing what she can do against it.

[Isabela being so sick of always needing to be perfect. Why. cant. it. stop. But no, always perfect. Shes scared? Smile. Be perfect. She cant take it anymore]

Mira and Dolores deciding that they both have enough and starting to make a plan so that they can leave fast and quietly [Isabela overhearing it and wanting to come with them].

They start to slowly pack their things and to prepare everything (getting the horses ready, getting food, maybe get a pair of pants bc its hard to ride on a horse with a skirt for a long time)

Writing a letter in the middle of the night and then leaving (maybe they extinguish the candle too)

Both of them just being so fucking happy bc finally!! they can rest and do what they want

Ahhh runaway AUs are so bittersweet to me because I love the family and I love seeing them together but I also know that leaving - actually leaving, not hiding in the walls - would have made some of the family members so much happier. Also i'm gay. leaving is my dream in life. I can 100% understand the characters wanting to leave. Though wouldn't it be enough to extinguish the candle? I feel like either leaving OR blowing out the candle would be the very last resort, so like if they're leaving they wouldn't really need to end the miracle right? They'd be far away anyway. Though we don't know if they'd lose their powers if they go far enough so, if anything, Dolores leaving to live in a big city without losing her Gift first would be worse, because there's so much more noise. Unless they plan to live in the mountains? Which is also very homosexual of them. I support. God I wish i lived somewhere warm enough to run away into the mountains TT_TT where i am i wouldn't find anything to eat other than ice. Alternatively, if they ONLY blow out the candle, do they really need to leave? it would shake the status quo entirely, and the family would need to change to survive, so if anything I can see them leaving AFTER blowing out the candle and seeing Alma is just as oppressive as always or worse.

Ahh now I'm imagining Dolores being in a big city for the first time and having a terrible horrible very bad time, like I'm thinking, she's curling up in the cheap hotel bed, covering her ears, probably having a migraine (idk i just like the idea of Dolores suffering from migraines as a result of the stress her gift causes her), whimpering and wincing whenever someone slams a door or an ambulance siren goes off outside. And her cousins stay by her side to comfort her uwu. Getting her something to eat and drink, and idk depending on how modern the outside world is maybe Isabela runs to get some noise-cancelling headphones for her. And Mirabel meanwhile is like "maybe we should have thought about this better".

I do feel bad for Luisa tho. Being the only one of the sisters left she must feel alone :( plus now all the pressure she might have shared with Isabela before is on her shoulders, AND, if she's not handling it well at all, she may end up becoming the new scapegoat now that Mirabel is gone ;-;

#encanto #mirabel madrigal #dolores madrigal #isabela madrigal #dunno if you meant it in a shippy or gen way so i'm tagging everything as if it's gen #uhhhh how do i tag this au #encanto cousins running away au #????? #very original ik

[the-second-tonks]

Hii! Congratulations again for 100 followers! I already requested for the marvel life game, if it’s possible I’d like to request also for the Harry Potter one :)

General informations: My pronouns are she/her and I’m bisexual. I’m an ESFJ and a Gemini. I have green eyes and dyed cherry red hair. I dress with black clothes and I wear black eyeshadow or eyeliner. I’m the sweet mom friend of the group, always there for everyone and my friends say that I’m really good at comforting people. I’m very optimistic, I always try to see the good in everything and I often put other’s needs before my own, I would do everything for the people I care about and sometimes I’ve been told that I’m too kind for my own good. I have a sarcastic humor and I love making others laugh, people say that I should be more serious and that I shouldn’t joke around so much. I don’t like when people tell me what to do and I’m not afraid to stand up for myself or for someone else. I love listening to music and watching horror movies but it’s impossible to scare me. (I hope you don’t mind that I rewrote all the informations I already wrote in the other)

Optional informations: I’d like to have a generally happy past, everything is fine as in for the family, if it’s useful both my real parents are hufflepuffs! I’d like to be a pure-blood and I’d like to be kind of popular. I’d like to be the same age as Harry and the others and I want to be friends with the golden trio. Also, I already know my patronus, it’s like a black horse and I’m already sorted in slytherin.

Again, I hope I did everything right! Take your time and have a great day <33

Heloo ! Thank you ! Have a great day too and no I didn't mind , it's actually helpful that you wrote ? this again ! I see you as a Hufflepuff though :(

About you

Your name : Y/N Longbottom

Blood Status : Pureblood

Year : same as Harry's , you and Neville are twins

Family members : Neville Longbottom , Grandma , mother and father (don't live with you)

Your wand : Unicorn tail hair , Fir , 10" inches , fairly bendy

Your Quidditchch position : I see you in the stands lol , but If you like

Your work : I think you'd be a care taker of the magical creatures or Auror .

Your immediate friends : Hermione

Your bestfriend : Harry , Ronald and Luna

A small word from Mr.Ollivander

Ms.Longbottom , quite kind as you are , there is someone out there who needs you . Don't miss them out .

Your sorting

I'd personally sort you into Hufflepuff , but since you're already sorted ..

SLYTHERIN !!

Your patronus

As you mentioned above , black horse 🐎

Your boyfriend/girlfriend

Draco Malfoy (ex , but you still have something for him)

Reason to get together : if you'd be honest , you felt special when he didn't misbehave with you or didn't let anyone tease you

Time span : Quite much Actually

Reason to break up : Too many differences between you two caused a big fight . You both still had a feeling for each other but you both knew it wouldn't work , it wasn't enough to make you both agree with the differences .

Hermione Granger (wife)

Reason to get together : she was your emotional support throughout the time you were sinking in your thoughts about you and Draco .

Time span : Stable , patient , strong and long lived

Marriage : After you both had your carrier settled

The Professor who'd adore you

Professor Lupin , Professor Snape (yes, secretly) and Professor McGonagall

Professor Lupin would definitely see the Lily who was very kind in you . Professor Snape would also see Lily in you and thus he'd adore you . He'd also support you openly (incase of marks) because you're a Slytherin . Professor McGonagall really likes how you stand up for yourself .

Your Yule Ball look

This is so beautiful and elegant

Your date : Draco Malfoy , you began dating in the beginning of fourth year . Harry and Ron weren't happy and Hermione was a bit broken .

Your past

You had a simple past with your grandma and twin who was quite opposite to you . You always stood up for him and protected him (But his bravery in the battle of Hogwarts did suprise you) . You and him would often spend time together and visit your parents . Even though you knew the tragedy of your parents , you never cried because you were proud of them . Looking up to them , you always wished to be like them . Strong and loyal .

Your strengths and weaknesses

Your strengths are : Potions , Charms and Herbology .

Your weakness are : I feel like it would be transfiguration .

Others are neutral .

Your strongest spell type : Defensive and healing

Your weak spot : Hexes and Curses

Your popularity

You were quite popular from the beginning . But Hogwarts gave you immense popularity . You were known as the better twin(which you didn't like , ofcourse) . Many people really respected and loved you for your kind nature .

What the Golden Trio thinks about you

Harry Potter : Well , this boy loved you a lot(platonic)he considered you as his family , until you started dating Draco . From then , you and Harry had a permanent stain in your friendship , but you were best friends . Slowly but yes , he did forget what you did because he understood what love was and then , you were Harry's life . He pampers you , loves you to cover up for the years he was angry and sad on you dating his enemy .

Ron Weasely : He likes you but nothing much . He really admires how kind you are but makes sure no one takes advantage of that .

Hermione Granger : she loves you . A lot . She loves how you're her opposite . How you're kind and non-judgmental and .. well she can go on . She loves to serve you and would do anything to keep you happy. She also loves that you're ambitious and determined .

Marauders' thoughts on you

James Potter : Well , he loves you lol . He sees a mixture of him and Lily in you and would definitely adore you . He'd often invite you on holidays and spend time with you. He'll wish you and Harry to be the bestest of the friends and he also thinks that you and Harry would share a bond that he and his friends had .

Sirius Black : This man would smirk everytime you'd take stand for yourself and others . He doesn't mind you being kind , but he isn't the one to support you in that . Okay , he did judge you because you were a Slytherin , but he did warm with you later , considering you're a different Slytherin .

Remus Lupin : He sees himself in you . He really loves you and wishes he could spend a lot of time with you .

Could you master all of the deathly hallows?

Kinda yes.

I feel like you'd be able to do it , but sometimes your kindness might kick in and defeat your thirst for power (Slytherin trait lol)

A short paragraph on you going to your first year at Hogwarts

"Nev ! We absolutely don't need to hurry up , so you can walk" You spoke sarcastically , nudged Neville to run as both walked across the station . You both were late . As hell , because someone began bullying you both (due to Trevor) and you had a big fight with them . You both were quickly scurrying through the crowd , to find a way to platform 9 . "Y/N , I wont be able to make it . Go . " Neville encouraged you . He had got hurt slightly in his ankle which was a result of his slow speed . Your grandma was left behind already . "Nev , stop" you hurriedly picked up a few things from his trolley and dumped it into yours , knowing yours was already heavy . But this made Neville run faster and finally , you both ran through the wall before it could close . Happily , you both walked towards the black and red , Hogwarts express .

Your life at Hogwarts

Year 1 : You Harry Hermione and Ron were called the golden squad after what you did . You were the one with Hermione to actually catch the trap door , but you also felt quite bad for fluffy who was trapped in there . You were the one to give yourself as a bait in the chess and everyone quite appreciated your kindness .

Year 2 : You were kidnapped by Tom Riddle and lulled into sleep . Harry and Ron came to your rescue . They informed how Draco was worried . When you returned back all well, Draco engulfed you into a hug (in private lol) . Neville was all terrified and kinda made you promise not to end up like this anytime .

Year 3 : You didn't like how Draco teased the others(especially your friends and Neville) but the growing feelings couldn't be suppressed . You kept going with Harry throughout the time , till knowing who Sirius Black actually was .

Year 4 : you finally felt the happiness when Draco proposed you , but the feeling of being disloyal accompanied . Draco literally pleaded you to be in relationship with him and so , there were you . You were quite upset that Harry had to participate in the tournament and you were his emotional support then . Hermione found out that you were going to the Yule ball with Draco and hated it . They tried to convince you to not date him , but you were torn completely . Ending up , though you were with Harry while he cried on your shoulder about Cedric's death , you could feel Harry's cold behaviour and feelings towards you . It hurted you a lot and the frequent fights with draco weren't helping too .

Year 5 : Finally , you had had enough of Draco . You broke up with him , when he needed you the most . But you couldn't help . Your life was all upside down . Your friends , only friends weren't good with you , your fights with draco hurted your heart and Neville too , even though didn't say it loud , did disagree with you dating Draco . You participated in the Dumbledore's army which you got to know through Luna Lovegood and Neville , who had become your good friend while your best friends were upset with you . It hurt you again that Harry Hermione and Ron didn't trust you with this , but you kept going . Draco saving you from the punishment made your relationship with your friends worse . But in the end , you were there with Harry again , while he faced another death . He realised that you meant a lot to him , but his anger and sadness were still there and he couldn't forgive you for betraying him and dating Draco. He thought you leaked the army thing to umbrigde and Draco .

Year 6 : You didn't want to return Hogwarts , but Neville came into your view as an angel and gave you hopes . You went back to Hogwarts , again hurt over the fact that they didn't ask you to meet up in the building they were . You kept sticking up with them (as Neville kept encouraging you too) and soon , you were with Harry , who was now in quite good terms . But your relationship with Hermione was quite different . Strange glances passed between you two and it wasn't platonic . You both knew it . Still , you all kept on . Ron and lavender were irritating , but it caused you Harry and Hermione to come closer than you'd ever thought you would be able to . They did treat you as a bestfriend , but now , there were more things . Hugging Harry a good bye , you saw him go away in search of horcruxes . You saw Ginny with Harry besides Dumbledore's dead body and smiled sadly , that the boy finally found someone who wouldn't break his trust like you did .

Year 7 : you were worried about Neville because you were not going to see him in classes everyday now . Harry and you were in better terms , but Harry was being more interactive with you , and ngl you felt good about it . You and Hermione got together in this year and kept supporting Harry through the thick and thin , for which he was grateful . You all finally fought the war and won . Harry ended up giving you a big after you had almost died . He realised how much he would've regretted and been sad about if you had died and you both became closer than a family would be !

You and Hermione worked on your relationship and finally fell for each other for life .

Your adventures

You were a great addition to the trio and they always missed on things you caught. Your cunningness was good addition too . Other things are summed up

That's it ! I'll take your leave !

I hope you like it !

#harry potter ships #harry potter requests #harry ron hermione

[nightswithkookmin]

I loveeeee the way ur brain works and i like all ur posts and love reading them. Its Jimin day today and i wont lie that i am feeling a bit sad about whole JK not posting on JM bday because he was getting active on Social media again and i thought its because of JM bday coming soon but i hope they are happy and JM had a blast celebrating his bday.. it annoys me how other ship( u know which ship) is happy and making fun about this situation and calling Jikook bond fake and nonexsistant. 1/2

Ahhhhhh this topic!

Also me:

Packing my bags off these shipping streets. Jk don disgrace us. Lol. Kidding. If more than anything today has solidified my faith in JK and Jikook and while y'all are jumping ship imma hold the fort. Hashtag Jikook for life!

I've been receiving a lot of questions about this, about JK not posting for JM's birthday and I haven't answered any of them because- well I passed out. So...

Anywho,

Jk didn't post true, but have you thought about what it would have meant for him and JM if he had posted?

Now I see a lot of people running through the ship streets shouting Jikook broke up, something was off between them, Jikook was never real, jikook this- Jikook that- y'all need to calm your horses or I swear to God!

I mean I am down for all that wild gossip and angst but I think y'all is tripping.

Do I think they are in a bad place, HELL NO. Do I think they are not real? HELL NO! Do I think JK don lost his minds? ABSOLUTELY.

Lol

No but seriously, I'm fascinated by all of this. I'm in pain, can't process shit but when it comes to Jikook I'm always intrigued and fascinated by them.

I'm mostly fascinated by why JK pulled a 5/8, geared up for JM's birthday but then posts crickets on Jimin's birthday as you've said.

Is it me or does this whole thing feel like the tattoo girl scandal all over again? Lmho.

Up until now, I've avoided addressing Asks about Jikook coming out, JK proposing and stuff like that because those territories are a bit tricky for me- to speculate on those, I find I'd have to speculate on whether marriage is something both of Jikook want, whether both of Jikook want to come out but these are conversations I don't think y'all are ready for with me.

Not when I believe one of them, if you've been following my train of thoughts you'd know which, is not ready to make such commitments, joking about marriage and shit- yes, that tiny man. Lol.

I mean the backlash I get for the tamer things I share on here- chilee, y'all is about to eat me up for this. Here goes nothing. Mama pray for me.

I have said, late 2018 to the middle of 2019 is one of the moments I sincerely felt JK was going to 'out' Jikook just based on the way he was moving through that era until that impromptu hiatus and the following scandal.

Out Jikook as in OUT Jikook- I've told y'all Jikook have been asserting themselves against eachother. JK has been asserting himself and part of that self assertion ties in with his sexuality. He is tired of hiding. He's been tired since 2016- trouble this one.

Do I think JM is ready to come out- No. He doesn't want to come out but he doesn't want to hide hide either. Dude just want to stay in that glass closet.

Throughout my posts, I've speculated this has been a huge part of their on and off dynamics since November last year. Jk coming off too strong, JM asking for space- yall know don't make me repeat myself.

November 2019 up until today is also one such periods I felt JK was going to out Jikook, inspite of all the ups and downs they've experienced this season.

JK scares me to be honest with you. I keep saying people are looking at him wrong. Hell, people are looking at Jikook dynamics wrong I feel.

All the times Jikook have almost been accidentally outed, who's been the most terrified? It's not JK.

Jimin's face when RM said JK sneaks into JM's bed at night, his face when they walked into JK's room on Bon V and saw the cameras. I have an entire dissertation on this on my wall please get with it. Lol

Whatever silent protest JK's been on since JM's birthday last year- Not gonna lie, I felt JK was not posting for the others so he could post on JM's birthday this year as a way of coming out with him? You know, make a bold statement like he's done over the years? I'm delusional but also dead serious.

Each time I feel JK's come close to this pivotal moment, something's happened. I swear Jikook is taking years off my life- I'm exhausted.

Why is he trying to out their relationship on his own and not do that with the consent of Jimin? I'm gonna pray to God, y'all can read my mind with everything I have been saying since my posts because this is cutting it too close for me- and I'm exhausted so maybe another post next time.

Like I've said, I really believe they are in a good place this time around. Y'all know me, I don't shy from angst, I'd say if I felt there's been something off with them since they fixed whatever they were going through early half of the year.

The only tension I've sensed between them lately was on day two of the online concert when JM got a little too excited with trying to sell the sexual tension fantasy in his other ships and JK didn't look like he was happy about.

Later during the curtain call you could see dude cold stoning JM resulting in JM doing what he does best in such instances- clinging on to JK for their life. Lol.

He vanished from Namjoon's side real quick to take the bow next to JK but JK- Y'all check that moment out for yourself, see what I'm talking about.

Is that why he didn't wish Jimin a happy birthday? I don't think so. I think he put a lot of thought and preparation towards this moment to make something like this undo all of that- that is if my suspicions about what he was trying to do this year is right.

Jimin gone wake up married one of these days he won't know what hit him! Lmho.

It is why, I don't buy this whole he didn't post for the others which is why he didn't post for Jimin narrative. When have you known Jk to care about things like these?

The man literally got a birthday present for Jimin gave it to him in the presence of some of the members without doing same for them. Singling JM out like this is nothing new to him. He has done so consistently over the years to let this deter him.

The question y'all should be asking is why he didn't post for the others in the first place. They are all friends and posting for eachother's birthdays is a long standing tradition in BTS so why is he breaking from this culture all of a sudden?

Is he rebelling? Is he protesting? What is he trying to do? Right?

This moment has been building up since last year after JM's birthday and I honestly believed he was going to go through with it- hell I bought a wedding dress and shit- Jikook you son of bish!

I have said the company is giving them much room to be themselves, RM isn't breathing down their necks, JM looked like he was finally committed- everything looked great between them in my opinion except perhaps for the growing tensions between JK, V and Namjoon- If you've been paying any attention to their recent Twitter war.

I hate speculating based on nothing, so I'm just going to point out to you my observations without drawing conclusions- I'll share my thoughts on what these moments means when I've had more content to peruse and analyze from now- but for now you can make of it what you will:

1. JK starts a count down on Twitter, JM responds and continues the countdown.

Now I clocked, the moment JK posted this on the 5th that he had something up his sleeves with regards to Jimin which I shared with y'all. He was going for a 5/8/13 it's not news now.

2. After Jimin posts day 4 for the countdown, who ever was going to post after him was going to have to post day 3 to continue the countdown right? But Tae posts a V-cut instead breaking that chain.

Now I remember joking about this moment with a friend, rolling my eyes exclaiming, here they go again! V is trying to sabotage JK yet again, and he'd turn around and ask why their friendship is dwindling. The pettiness and passive aggressiveness of it all!

That moment reminded me of when he called JK out for attempting to eyefuck JM through the viewfinder in the Dynamite MV reaction video. Remember that? Same energy to me.

They do shit like this and their shippers will not take note but will turn around and act surprised when we say Taekook ain't all that- rolling my eyes.

3. Hobi continues the countdown with day 3 and RM posts something random the next day but I think it was to neutralize the Taekook shenanigans. Neutralizing is what RM does best- we been knew.

4. Jk posts his Savage Love cover on the 8th and equally doesn't partake in the countdown he himself initiated because- Savage.

5. Suga posts day 2. RM and Jin posts day 1 and Tae posts D-Day on the D day to promote the concert. Yadda yadda yadda.

Now I didn't think much of this moment to be honest- i merely took a mental note of it for future reference, and was paying close attention to their interactions at the concert- which we will talk about soon..

I didn't make much of this bit until VJoonKook became a hold out on Jimin's birthday. They were the last three to post, two of whom ended up not posting at all for Jimin"s birthday- fucking traitors.

It was at this point I felt compelled to put on my tinfoil hat. And reevaluate the situation.

Why were these three people the same trio engaged in that little squabble just a few days ago on the timeline? I wondered.

It felt as if Taekook were engaged in a Russian Roulette racing the clock while Joonie stood by waiting to neutralize whatever shit those two were going to pull on the timeline.

Call me delusional but I felt JK was going to post, Tae was going to try to one up him with a ridiculous post or counter his post- V and his fucking VMin agenda! Lmho

RM was going to end up mirroring whatever JK was going to post to neutralize it as per usual- leave me alone. I said I'm delusional. Let me be. Lol.

There's just a lot going on all at once and it's easy to lose sight of subtle moments like these when they happen.

Like Jimin saying he would be on VLive soon, which first of all- yay!

Y'all know I've been keeping my eyes on the app, most especially how the members are going to use it post IPO, post Soop- I have a lot of questions; will they be monitored like they were in May? Will they be able to have intimate interactions with the fans like before?

Y'all know my theory about Jikook and the VLive stuff so I'll leave it there.

Now as for what this moment here means, I think it's a humbling experience for all of us but mostly for Jimin-JK you sonova bish! Lol

Jimin is the one who loves to flex his bond and relationship with JK, he loves to show off their relationship. He is the one who's been called all sorts of names under the sun just because of his relationship with JK- even if they are friends.

None of the members have suffered and paid a price for their relationship with JK the way Jimin has throughout the years. It is why I hate it when people compare the others to him. Even if it placates you and lessens your insecurities please don't.

I'm not pressed about no ship wars. Hell, I often start one myself- what? fun.

I'm worried for Jimin mostly.

I think JK more than anyone knows how this looks. Which is why I really don't think this is what he was aiming for all along. To make Jimin look this way- again not to say JM is better than the others he didn't post for.

I don't know what's going on with JK now but I am not about to tell you this moment is nothing. It is not nothing.

I know people want to console themselves with the whole my partner don't gotta show off on social media on my birthday to show he loves me- please shut up. Or may be don't. Y'all con shippers confound me.

This is Jikook here, showing is an integral part of their dynamics. Isn't that why people call them a fanservice ship? Because they show so much? Because they do so much?

Jikook like to show off their bond, they like claiming eachother, they like reassuring eachother and I'm sorry but Park Jimin's father set such high standards for his son's birthday for anyone who claim they love him to pull stunts like this. Do y'all know Jikook at all?! I have to ask.

Jimin loves to be treated like he is different and special. It's his love language. We know this, BTS knows this, JK knows this- don't make excuses for JK if at the very least you can't see what he was trying to do here.

Even if you don't think they are a couple they are best friends- at the bare minimum. It doesn't take more than a few seconds to login and wish a friend a happy birthday- Hobi made four and he is not dating Jimin. Just saying.

You can't yell Jikook show us a lot hence there's no need for wild theories and assumptions and bully people who come up with wild theories and then in the same breath say they don't have to openly show us they care about eachother for them to be real- Y'all are going to ship by faith now? Chileee.

I have said JK likes to retract and conceal and only shows what he chooses to show and this was his choice. It's as simple as that. He chose not to post.

He didn't do it because of no damn other members.

He occupies a huge space in JMs life to not know what this moment says about him and his highly publicized relationship with Jimin- chileee, whatever did park Jimin do to you, JK?! Jesus Christ!

Havent heard of a betrayal this grand since the birth of Judas Iscariot- Judas is that you? Lmho.

I joke but I don't find this funny at all. Bless them.

It's one thing to not post for the others, but it's different for Jimin. And this is not to say the others don't matter to JK, they do. He's called them all family but then again he hasn't placed any one of them on a pedestal the way he's placed Jimin on a pedestal now has he? So we cannot assume Jimin means the same to him as the others mean to him.

Isn't that why we ship them?

Personally, I'm hurt by all of this. It hurts me that some people are going to use this as an excuse to tease and bully Jimin, call him a liar, call into question the years of friendship between Jikook, call into question any future interactions between them- I don cried my eyes out all day for Jimin but also for JK.

It hurts that I have to defend JK and Jikook to anyone. The task wasn't easy before all of this- not that anybody sent me. Who died and made me their spokesperson. Chileee

But please let's not dismiss this moment or belittle it. It's monumental- to me anyway.

JK was on to something I'm just curious to know what stopped him this time around. I want to know if he plans on not posting at all for anyone in the future. How long is he going to keep at it?

He's tried to out them twice. Will he do it again? How is he going to do it? What is Jimin going to do if indeed this is what JK had been planning, how is this going to affect their dynamics- I'm excited for their journey however it goes.

It's their journey unauthored. I'm just here to observe and report- and may uWu while I'm at it.

I guess what I'm trying to say is, we gotta ask ourselves, had JK posted anything at all today knowing full well he hasn't posted at all for anyone in the group all year, that what would that have meant for their relationship? What message would that have sent?

While we lament about this moment, let's also take a minute to ponder over what this moment might have signified if JK had actually posted.

Everything he did in the days leading up to Jimin's birthday pointed to the fact he was definitely going to post. To me it felt he was gonna come out. He was. And if he had done it- my god!

JK isn't my favorite person right about now. He can go ahead and step on leggos. No kithes for him🙄

But I have faith in him. Always. He's consistently shown and proven his love and loyalty for Jimin through out the years. You don't nibble on a man's ear in front of sixty thousand people, to find posting a simple message on his birthday tedious. This is Jikook. If it feels wrong, it is wrong.

I wish I could tell yall, this moment means nothing, that JK not posting is not a big deal but I can't. This moment is everything.

Signed,

GOLDY

#jikook #jikook theories #kookmin analysis #jikook analysis #kookmin #jikooktheories #kookmintheories #jikook is real #ask goldy #ask response #ask about jikook #goldy #nightswithkookmin #jikook scenarios

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JNPR Berries Week 2020

Day 6: Alternate Universe

Okay guys i hate aus and i always avoid au days for ship weeks but i actually have so many Pyrrha Lives/Fall Maiden!Pyrrha AUs and i got carried away i wrote almost 2k in bullet points

@jnprberriesweek

After Fall of Beacon Pyrrha has two options: 1) enroll at Haven with JNPR and continue to chase her Huntress dreams while paparazzi continue to make most things she does public, indirectly informing Salem where she is at all times. 2) drop off the face off the Earth both to avoid Salem/Cinder and to continue the Fall Maiden's job

Pyrrha being Pyrrha (self-sacrificing) goes with option 2

JNR decides there’s no way they’re going to let (a freshly discharged) Pyrrha go running into unknown with no friends or backup

She’s worried about putting them in danger (even though that’s the Hunter job description) but Goodwitch reminds her that she’s only at half power so she should accept the extra protection, and friends since she’s about to leave her whole life behind to live as a nomad which makes making friendships difficult to create and maintain

(Pyrrha doesn’t mention that she’s pretty sure she sees all of them in the more romantic light)

JNR help Pyrrha change her whole appearance. Which is very important since she’s also famous

She looses her iconic armor and has to leave her weapons behind

JNR tries to convince her to cut her hair but she’s worried about not being pretty

Jaune unhelpfully reminds her that that’s probably a good thing considering they’re trying to make her as non-noticeable as possible (poor boy just meant she’s so pretty already she'll probably never be able to blend into the background of any crowd)

Ren is actually the one who has to go "Pyrrha you’re gorgeous shorter hair isn’t gonna change that at all"

Then Ren goes "look at Nora she has short hair and she’s stunning for all we know you’ll look even better with short hair"

Pyrrha and Nora are practically speechless because Ren thinks they’re beautiful

Pyrrha is like okay but I won’t let you cut it any shorter than here (gestures to mid-chest level). (JNR tries not to look at her boobs)

Nora then tries to get her to dye it. Pyrrha holds out

JNR end up in Vol 4 outfits

Pyrrha makes the difficult choice of deciding to fake her death. She makes sure her friends (she unfortunately is unable to contact Blake or Weiss) and family still know she’s alive (but they still grieve her as if she’s dead. They most likely will never see her again. The only ones likely are her parents) but to the world Pyrrha Nikos is dead, killed in the Beacon Massacre

JNPR sets off through Vale (Fall Maiden's territory)

Pyrrha has a hastily made vaguely similar weapons to her last set. She may be a professional but she’s a professional with her chosen weapons and semblance, not most other weapons

JNR sees how Pyrrha dies inside every time a little kid or random citizen tells her "did you know you look a lot like Pyrrha Nikos?"

Pyrrha is also now getting hit on without her celebrity pedestal to keep people at bay

The first few times its truly pathetic how Pyrrha responds

JNR doesn’t intervene because they remember how sad she was about no one asking her to the dance

What JNR thinks is they’re coming into rescue her only occasionally. The truth is Pyrrha is getting rescued every time by a different member and lots of times one of them will step in before anyone even approaches her

Most of the time she’s happy one of them intervened

Some times she’s mad that no one will let her handle this herself (no one has realized that yet)

A lot of the time she feels all warm and fuzzy because for a few moments she gets to pretend. She’s given a free pass to slow dance with Nora, or to lean into Ren when he puts a arm around her waist, or get away with kissing Jaune on the cheek

(JNR are also very happy when they get these excuses.)

Jaune typically intervenes because he’s a nice guy and watching Pyrrha flounder is horrible. Ren and Nora always intervene because they’re either being protective or jealous (Ren has perfected the evil eye. People will back off before they even finished crossing the room)

They almost always camp out but when they stay in town they usually share beds to save money

Originally they were doing girls in one bed boys in the other but Nora is the whole kicking, sprawling, blanket snatching package so they typically pull straws on who gets to share with her

Sometimes even her bed buddy will leave in the middle of the night and see if they can squeeze in with the other two

On the other hand Jaune drools, Ren sleeps like a vampire, and Pyrrha snores

With Pyrrha, Jaune, and Ren all pushing six feet whenever two of them pair up touching is unavoidable

Most of the time everyone but Nora (who can fall asleep instantly) stay up freaking out about being so close to their crush. Ren actually freaked so much the first time he moved to the floor and activated his semblance just so he could sleep

Pyrrha is a side sleeper so she always ends up tangling her legs with her bed buddy. She’s always embarrassed but tries to stay in that position as long as she can (its the only selfish thing she allows herself)

Winter however quickly forced JNPR to start sharing sleeping bags

They always zip both bags together but all decided spooning is the way to go after too many cold nights. They also bought a tent just big enough for the four of them in order to trap escaping body heat

Jaune is dying from so much close contact. Was it not bad enough he has to see all of his (recently discovered) crushes get changed twice every single day? Was accidentally seeing Nora's abs and walking into a door frame in Beacon not enough?

Nora and Pyrrha on the other hand are loving it (when its not absolutely freezing)

Ren has caught all three of them arguing over who gets to sleep with him that night several times. Apparently he’s the best big spoon

A pack mule joke turns into them actually looking into getting one

Originally they wanted a horse, but when they actually were looking they ran into the problem of 1) its too tall for Nora to pack the bags 2) horses are massive and JNPR quickly realize they're scared of them

So that leaves either a pony, donkey, hinny, small mule, or llama

They end up with a donkey and name her Betty. Nora wanted "Bessie" but Ren refused to give in on the basis that she’s a donkey and not a cow

They also take this opportunity to purchase more bulkier items that would make their life more comfortable that they were unable to carry by themselves before (tents, pots and pans, extra shoes, more jackets, books)

They're over a year in when Ren of all people gets high and talks about his feelings

He thinks he’s talking to Betty but really he’s been talking to a tree stump for the last hour

He got high by taste-testing the mushrooms he was cooking

The team came back from getting firewood and unpacking Betty to find him laying in the mud giggling at the sky with their questionable mushrooms burning on the fire. It was pretty clear what happened

JNP have been making sure he wont hurt himself but mainly they’re enjoying the show

"Psst Betty. Betty. You wanna hear a secret?" JNP lean in "I’ve managed to fall in love with my entire team. You can’t tell anyone though. I don’t think I’ll ever tell them either. Im not good with feelings, and that would probably make me a terrible boyfriend"

He then goes on about what he likes about each person. He goes off on a tangent about someone’s eyes for seven minutes. He talks about his favorite facial expressions everyone makes and the best parts of their personality. Nora's been red for awhile now, Jaune is leaning so far forward Pyrrha's worried he’s gonna catch on fire, and Pyrrha is actually tearing up

He says how he feels guilty whenever he cuts in on whoever is moving in on Pyrrha, that he feels guilty about being jealous but also about sending someone away when he knows Pyrrha wants that experience, and how he doesn’t realize he’s already moved in to stop the person until they’re walking away

That he feels like he could mess up everything he has with Nora, not by going into a relationship with her but by being unable to open up any more emotionally than he is now which he knows she'll expect (they’ve talked about being “together-together” before)

He laughingly mentions that one time Pyrrha said she wanted a guy taller than her because Ren gets it now because when he’s bunking with Jaune in the winter he’s found he really likes being held by someone taller than him

Ren then goes "oh no. No no no its bad enough I’m talking about my feelings out loud I’m not going to tell you who has the best ass. Aren’t donkey's also called asses? What’s it like being a donkey?" And everyone is laughing

Pyrrha is the first to break after they fall back into listening. She looks at the fire the whole time. She admits she feels the same way about all of them, that she also planned on never saying anything.

Then Jaune pipes in that he just figured it out for himself pretty recently. That at first he was worried it was either teenage hormones or that he was reacting to a vastly shrunk dating pool and therefore the feelings weren’t real. (Unlike Ren and Pyrrha his feelings didn’t begin romantic and then expand his started sexual until realized what he thought was strong platonic feelings might actually be romantic)

Nora is still red with her hands over her face but eventually she says that she’s been attracted to all of them since team JNPR formed and "since we all clearly feel the same way about each other can we stop with the super embarrassing love confessions and makeout already"

When Ren wakes up that morning he remembers very little since he doesn’t know what were dreams and what were hallucinations. He has a dehydration headache and rolls over but Pyrrha sees he’s awake and she comes sits next to him. Ren doesn’t uncurl until she started playing with his hair. "How much of last night do you remember?" "Mostly just colors." "Ummm okay. Remember anything anyone said?" "I think I had a conversation with Jaune about rocks." "That was to Nora actually. But you did think she was Jaune." "Mmhm." "So last night there was a development, but since you were high I wanna ask you again now that you're sober." "Okay." "So ummm, we're kinda all dating now? But if you wanna back out now that you're sober you totally can." "What do you mean by 'kinda all'?" "All four of us." "And you all want to date me?" "Yeah, you don’t remember all the love confessions that happened last night." "Oh. Did my rock conversation interrupt all that?" "No. You actually confessed first." "I WHAT."

#hinacu rwby #rwby #jnprberriesweek 2020 #jnprberriesweek #polyam jnpr #poly jnpr #hinacu au #i forget are alpacas also pack animals #are elephants #i figured they prob couldnt find a camel since Vale seems to be a pretty wet place #jaune arc #nora valkyrie #pyrrha nikos #lie ren #fall maiden pyrrha #fall maiden #au #alternate universe

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Girlfriend- Part 9: Family

Series summary: Sam’s suspicious behaviour has you and Dean curious enough to follow him, to find out he is meeting with a Demon in secret leaves you both in shock. Based on S4 demon blood story line with a darker ending.

Pairings: Dean x Reader, Sam x Ruby, Sam x Reader (Platonic)

Chapter summary: Your final chance to bring Sam home. Everything seems to be going well but nothing is easy for this family. Lots of reader x Sam platonic fluff and some Dean x Reader smut (between * if you want to avoid!).

MASTERLIST

“DEAN!” You yelled as desperation filled your body at the thought of your better half being in danger. You squirmed on your bale and looked at Sam with anguish.

“I’ll check it out." Sam spoke, just how he used to when you heard a scream on a case back in the day. He was flicking back and forward from this monster to your best friend and it was messing with your head more than you’d like.

"Sammy, please, if there's any part of you in there that is still human, still my best friend and still his brother.. you’ll un-cuff me." You begged. Your body wept but there was no tears left in you to cry, your eyes pleaded with Sam. You watched as he turned away from you and the last piece of hope you had left in the man crumbled as he walked through the doorway and left you cuffed. It had only been a few seconds, but there was still no sound, which was worrying. 

You hauled yourself up off the bale and with your hands still pinned behind your back you jogged as fast as you could through the door way. It simply led to an extension of the hayloft and there was some old small farm equipment up there. Some horse harnesses, shovels, but the floor space wouldn’t allow for anything larger, it couldn't have been wider than three feet. Your eyes caught Sam who was peering over the ledge, jaw slack. You rushed to him and followed his line of sight which landed upon the 15 foot drop beneath your feet and your boyfriend and the demon both laying on the hard barn floor unconscious.

“Dean!!” You yelled his name hoping your voice would waken him, but not even a groan, he was out cold. You observed his body top to bottom,  you couldn’t see any bullet wound. The gunshot hadn’t hit him.

“Sam help him!” You demanded. Sam’s eyes flicked between you and the two lifeless bodies on the floor below a couple of times, before he sighed and began to climb over the side of the ledge. He lowered his body down and dangled before dropping, the height of him almost halving the drop, the demon blood probably keeping him safe regardless. He put his arms up for you, implying that he would catch you if you jumped. You were caught off guard, maybe your speech before had gotten to him, or maybe it was all part of the plan to trust him, or maybe even he’d have you jump and not catch you at all. But Dean was laying on the cold, hard ground still not conscious and he needed you.

You got down on your knees and shimmied over to the edge, Sam waved his hands encouraging you to hurry up. You lay on your stomach and began to slip your body over the edge, trying to inch your way over as slow as possible to prepare yourself mentally for the drop. You moved along a centimetre more and caught yourself off guard as you had knocked your balance off and you were about to drop, you panicked in the last second and tried to scramble back up.

“It’s OK. I’ll catch you. I would never let you fall.” Sam said in the softest tone, taking you right back to a year ago when everything was normal. Those were the exact words he had said to you on a poltergeist case that you both worked in New York. An apartment building was showing signs of a haunting and you both went to check it out. You had broken in to an apartment to check for any emf  when the owner came home pissed with a shotgun. You and Sam clambered down the fire escape but it came to an end suddenly and you had to jump down to the ground floor. Those were the words that put the trust in you that no matter what happened to you, Sam would always catch you. It was a moment you knew you had something real with the brothers, that you belonged and you were all a team.. a family. 

You closed your eyes, your mind a mess of emotion and not knowing what to think anymore. You took a deep breath in and launched your body off the edge, landing into Sam’s arms with a huge sigh of relief. He set you down gently and held the joint of your cuffs, with a squeeze he snapped them, leaving your hands free to move with a single cuff around each. The shock of his incredible strength didn’t have time to impact you as you ran to your boyfriend and dropped to your knees, patting his chest and calling his name. Sam rushed to Ruby, but as soon as he landed at her side his eyes were still fixated on his brother. He realised pretty quickly that Ruby was no longer in her meatsuit, and he stood up and towered over your shoulder as you tried to wake Dean up. 

“Y/N?” Dean opened one eye while slowly starting to sit up, you guided him up slowly and pulled him into your arms. He dropped his weight on to your shoulder and gripped you tight. You pulled him back up to look at him and his lips landed on yours. 

“What the hell happened?” You asked as you broke away. 

“That bitch tried to kill me. We fought, we fell, she hit me on the head and the last thing I saw before the lights went out was her smoking out.” Dean explained. You stood up and helped Dean up, keeping your hand securely in his as you stood side by side. The brothers looked at each other, the tension in the air was thick. 

“So you gonna drain me, baby brother?” Dean asked cocking his head to the side. He asked the question with confidence but he was so afraid of the answer. Sam stared back, his faced winced as he thought which gave you the opportunity to try and reason once more Sam. 

“You said you’d never let me fall Sam, and you never did. You caught me every time. How can you not see how far you have fallen? You wont let us catch you. Ruby is only pushing you down farther Sam, please believe me. And let me catch you for once.” You took a step closer to him, Dean’s hand still holding yours tightly. You reached your free hand out to him and searched into his eyes. They softened, a layer of tears glazing over them indicating that there was still human in there, and he did want to come home. 

“Be my brother again. I need you” Dean followed your tactics and his words sunk Sam, the tears finally escaping his eyes as he began to walk towards you both, his hand reaching to yours as a wave of relief rushed over you. Dean beamed from ear to ear as his brother finally gave in. Your moment was interrupted as black smoke trailed through the barn and landed in the limp body of Ruby. Her eyes flicked black as she came to and she stood up, rushing to Sam who stepped back and took his hand away sharply. 

“We have 5 minutes, I smoked out, got us a body to drain.. two if you count the one I rode over here. They’re in the car, lets go! These assholes are too much trouble.” She tugged on Sam’s arm leading him to the exit. 

“Don’t” He pulled back slightly, but he was unsure. You nodded your head at him for assurance. Ruby’s face turned and she snapped round to you and Dean. She raised her hand up to you, ready to harm you. You braced yourself for the impact when instead she began to choke. 

“Stop it now, Sam!” She yelled, holding her throat. Sam had his hand raised at her and his face was sad as he concentrated is energy on his lover. 

“I knew I shouldn’t have left you alone with them!” She spat out between coughs. Sam’s performance slowed as he looked at her, hurt and confusion over his face. 

“Sam, don’t do this. They’re manipulating you. They don’t care about you.” She caught her breath as his torture briefly halted.

“We have always cared about you. I’m your flesh and blood, I’d die for you. Don’t listen to her” Dean’s voice cracked. He thought he had Sam back, but he was now realising that he could be snatched away again just as quickly. 

“I don’t know what to do.” Sam cried, he looked at you both trying to scramble his brain for a decision but comping up empty repeatedly.

“Do you remember the day I met you both?” You asked Sam.

“What?” He asked confused.

“Do you?” You repeated yourself. 

“Um.. yeah.” He sighed.  

“Your brother was hitting on me the whole time” You smiled fondly remembering the old days as Dean squeezed your hand. “And you were telling him, hey don’t scare this one away please.” Sam fondly scoffed at the memory. “But that night, do you remember what you told me?” 

“I don’t remember..” He spoke shyly, almost upset that he couldn’t recall. 

“You told me how he looked after you, and what kind of man he was.” You reminded him. 

“I remember.. I told you that I knew I could trust you because Dean said I could, and he was never wrong about that” He recalled. “I also told you to give him a chance because he might act like a flirty jackass but he’s the best man I know.” 

Ruby’s face was reclaimed by desperation as she saw herself losing Sam in front of her eyes. “They’re lying to you!” She screamed from her spot where Sam had her stuck. 

“Shut up!” He yelled, finally making his decision. He raised his hand and closed his eyes. They flicked black as he focused all his strength on her, her body freezing up and as her eyes began to bleed and her smoke came pouring out of her body. Dean looked away, refusing to see his brother with black eyes. Ruby dropped lifeless to the floor and Sam pushed his breath out, before looking back to you and Dean for instruction on what to do next. 

“Let’s go home.” You smiled. 

- 

“Let’s get you inside, boy.” Bobby grumbled with a smile as he led Sam into his house after a brief reunion. He brought him to the panic room to detox, and Sam didn’t protest, he knew what he had to do to be part of the family again. 

You went upstairs to Bobby’s spare room and landed on the bed with a beam from ear to ear. The crook of your elbow covered your eyes as you basked in the win of today, the win you never thought was coming. Dean slipped into the room quietly, admired you laying on the bed with your shirt slightly tugged up revealing part of your stomach. You moved your arm to look at him. His expression matched yours as he kicked off his boots and dived on top of you. You busted into laughter as the bed dipped and creaked with his weight and he rolled you over so your body was on top of his. He kissed the top of your nose delicately before you rested your head on him as he held you securely. 

“I can never, ever explain to you what you’ve done today. You brought him home” Dean cuddled you tightly as he spoke, his stubbly jaw resting against your hair as you were pressed tightly to his chest. 

“We both did” 

“No, Y/N. You did.” He placed a kiss to your head and you smiled into him. “And I’m not doing anything now, and I don’t know when I will. I don’t gotta ring or anything. But I just want you to know that I want to spend my life with you, you’ll be a Winchester one day.” 

Your heart began to pound in your chest, and your eyes welled up, for the first time in a long time from happiness. You looked up to your boyfriend, his gorgeous smile lighting up his face and consuming his eyes like it used to.

“You mean that?” You breathed. He pressed his lips to yours answering you without words. His feelings transcended through his body to yours as he began to run his hands over you and show you how he really feels. 

* 

The passion in his movements as he rolled on top of you began to heat up. He softly stroked your face with his hand as his lips sunk onto yours, tongues exploring each other. He grinded onto you, you could already feel his hardness through his jeans. Your hand wandered down to between his legs and caressed his boner through the denim. He moaned into your mouth and with a smile you broke the kiss and rolled him off you. 

You slid down his body and began to unbuckle his jeans. His dick bulged out and you licked your lips, seeing the pre-cum already dripping through his grey boxers. You looked into his eyes with a smirk and tugged them down, licking your hand before you began to stroke his cock gently. He rested his head back on the pillow as you began to kiss his tip, swirling your tongue around his head and mopping up the dripping pre-cum. You took him in your mouth and began to work up and down his length. As you sucked he grabbed a fist full of your hair, guiding you along just how he liked. He began to pump his hips into your mouth reaching your throat, provoking a gag from you. 

“Y/N...” he groaned your name in please as you took back control, working your hand at the base at the same time as you sucked him off. Your other hand traced up his leg and found his balls, gently caressing them as he started to squirm, begging to reach his orgasm. 

“I’m gonna-” He pushed your head down once more at his desired pace as you pushed him over the edge, his cum filling your mouth. You swallowed it down and regained your breath before crawling back up to the top of the bed to be beside him once more. 

* 

“Thank you, baby” he pressed a kiss to your forehead and pulled you back into his chest. He kicked his jeans off from around his ankles and tugged his boxers back up, then drew the covers over you both and squeezing you tight. 

“I love you so damn much” he whispered.

 - 

“DEAN! Y/N!” Bobby busted into the bedroom in the morning before the sun had risen. 

“Jesus, Bobby” Dean screwed up his face as he sat up in bed, looking at the panicked man in the door way. 

“It’s Sam. He’s gone.”

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Let Alucard have nice things!

This doubles as both a headcanon description and a rant so here goes:

I just got done watching the 3rd season of Castlevania and I am not happy. I have two things two say about it. This contains spoilers for the series so you have been warned.

First complaint and observation:

Did anybody get the feeling that the show was supposed to end after the second season but didn't? That everything was wrapped up nicely, Dracula was dead, the big world destruction war was halted, we were shown what the trio would be doing after everything etc. Like it was meant to end there but then a conversation like this happened:

Castlevania team: And that’s a wrap everybody! The good guys took down Dracula in an epic fight, the world was saved, Job Done! Time to move on to new things.

Shareholders, producers, etc: Uhh, actually we already signed you up for a 3rd season. So you might want to get on that.

Castlevania Team: What! But we weren't prepared for a third season! The whole plot is wrapped up! What are we supposed to do?

Shareholders, producers, etc: Don’t know but you better get to figuring it out.

Castlevania: I guess we will just game of thrones it terribly then and hope we make it through.

Because that is what it felt like happened. There seemed to be no overarching plot, just four separate ones and only two of them is even remotely together. They take two side characters Issac and Hector and give them there own plotlines. Issac gets the Denarius treatment for no real reason other than to seemingly follow in Dracula’s footsteps and Hector gets dragged to Camilla’s realm because, she needs a forge master to grow an army so she can take over what has been fractured. They split up the trio, suddenly giving Serphia and Trevor a romantic relationship with little to nothing building up to it and throw them in a quest to keep Dracula from coming back after some crazy monks due some occult doctor who style shenanigans to open a portal to other worlds. And while that is going on, Alucard aka Adrian Tepes gets left alone guarding his fathers now broken castle and the Belmont’s treasure trove for months after everything has happened.

Which flows into my Second point:

Alucard got done dirty in the third season!

We watch as Alucard deals with the mental repercussions of what he did, alone. We watch as he deals with the loneliness of being out in the middle of nowhere alone for months with none to talk too. And we see the toll it is taking on him albeit comedically. 

Then the siblings come in. 

They come to him for help and education on fighting vampires back in their homeland, something that Alucard is more than happy to help with. One, because he has company again and Two, passing on the knowledge to the new generation seemed fitting.

During the time they stay he grows fond of them and they him. You see them training and horsing around, eating meals together and other wholesome shenanigans.

You get to see a conversation where the sibling talk about how they notice how lonely he has been and how they believe he stays out here to punish himself and maybe they should do something for him before they move on. And it’s all like “aww that is so sweet!”

Then you see Alucard trying to sleep and failing miserably in his bed. Even so far as wondering if he should get a coffin to sleep in. Then you see the siblings show up in the door way and begin walking towards him in the bed saying , in a very sultry voice, how alone he must have been, how he should deserve a reward, ectera. Followed by them getting all hot and steamy with him.

 The scene makes a point to show how much Alucard is enjoying this attention, and how happy it is making him. Your watching it and it’s like “Maybe it's gonna be one of those fond memories he will be able to look back on after their gone.” or “Maybe they will become some Badass monster hunting thruple and Alucard wont be alone anymore.”

Nope! Not today in my Grim Dark Gothic Fantasy World!

They instead, after giving Alucard the night of his life, put these metal cuffs on him that shoot out a bunch of ropes that tie him in classic Jesus on a cross position and then proceed to try and kill him. 

Why?

Because the were under the belief he was lying and holding things back from them, and in particular about the castle not being able to move. And they were tired of being lied to.

Luckily for Alucard they didn't realize his sword could move on its own and they weren’t alive for much longer because of it but...Really?

Why? Why do this to him?

He lost his mother to a witch hunt, he had to kill his own father and now this? All in little over a year? What the Hell man!?

Let the Dhampire have nice things! He deserves better than this!

So, I made a headcannon to soothe me angry brain.

I took a fantasy race of mine that was inspired by the Crusnics of Trinity Blood and added them in to Castlevania. In Particular one specific one.

Name: Floki 

Age: Around Adrian’s age give or take a few months.

Hair: Black

Eyes: Mismatched blue/green

Height: About the same as Adrien’s perhaps a little taller.

Personality: Mischevious, HArdworking, Loves deeply, Fiercly but wisely protective, loves to work with his hands, loves to learn more about the world and how it works. Deeply fond of Adrian even though he hasn’t seen him in a few years. Also, a smidge psychotic, but just a smidge.

Floki is part of a race of beings referred to as “The Old Ones”. They are a race similar in habit to the Vampire but they feed off vampires, night creatures and other supernatural beings over humans. They are immensely powerful, even at young ages and have been rumored to be the source of some of the gods of Ancient Mythology. 

Floki’s father (Yet named)  was Dracula’s mentor and where he got much of his scientific knowledge from in his early years. They became friends during his teaching and even after parting ways, would still occasionally see each other every few half centuries or so to trade information and chat.

During this time, Floki’s father was desperately trying to have children of his own and failing. At one point believing that he was sterile and unable to father children. Something Dracula knew as well and so hid Lisa’s pregnancy from him for fear of making his sadness worse.

However, a few months later, It was revealed that his current love was with child and Floki was born accompanied by much drunken Norse revelry.

When the two men met again a few years later, Floki was brought with his father to show to Dracula that he finally had a child. A moment where Dracula also revealed his son and Where Floki met Adrian.

Floki showed Adrian what it was like to play and horse around. They would play pretend out in the woods, get dirty, skin thier knees, the works. And where one was, you would find the other close by.

The visits between the two powerful men became more frequent due to the boys wish to see each other, not that the parents minded all that much.

Over time Floki’s affection for Adrian would change and deepen. His longing to stay by his friends side would get stronger and one fateful afternoon when Adrian got hurt, FLoki would realize how he had fallen in love with him.

Adrian would never know this however, due to Floki’s unstable powers at the time, his sub par control of his hunger and the fear of hurting him.

As they got older, and partly to the above, their visits to see each other would lessen and by the time they were full grown, had stopped entirely. 

That is until Floki Heard of Lisa’s death at the hands of the church.

Even with his incredible power to teleport far distances it took him several months to reach Wallachia. He didn’t seek out Adrian immediately though, too curious to see the truth of what happened.

Each of “The Old Ones” Has a unique skill that is developed and evolved over time, according to personality, interest, skill and homeland. Due to Floki’s curiosity, his love for history and his desire to see how it all works together, he developed what he liked to call, memory recall.

His skill allowed him to see memories of the past through people, objects or locations where something that evoked strong emotional or magical reactions in the area happened. And if there was no such thing, if the event was more recent, if he had access to people that were there and stood on the location, he could see and feel the event as if he lived it.

Lisa’s death held him up in an inn for several days trying to chase the feeling of flames on  his skin. Dracula’s anger and grief laid him up for even longer as he cried himself sick. 

Gregit was better though, seeing the man who did the deed getting called out by a demon and then eaten gave him a bit of satisfaction.

Briela was fascinating though. He had to meet whomever managed to capture the ever moving castle.

By the Time Floki would arrive at the now defunk castle and underground hold, the siblings bodies are already outside on pikes.

This doesn't scare him away of course, and to find out why they were there he uses his memory recall. Where he sees through there eyes what they did to Adrian, albeit a little fuzzy. But is able to hear what the twins were thinking in that moment and see, just for a short time, Adrian tied to the bed afraid and hurt.

This causes him to snap his fingers and cause the corpses to burst into flames.

An action that draws Adrian’s attention causing a little bit of a fight before they recognize each other.

Over the next while Adrian allows Floki to stay and fix the castle as well as the Belmont estate and work towards getting the transportation engine online again. Eventually. 

Overtime, all of Floki’s feelings come back with a vengeance and he gives as much attention and TLC to Adrian as he allows. Eventually getting Adrian to allow him close enough to see though his memory what the siblings had done to him

A scene that will either start a few revelations with both Adrian and FLoki or lead to a very steamy situation. Possibly both.

But it all ends in Adrian getting all the Love and TLC that man deserves after the hell he was put through.

I just hope they aren’t trying to set him up to become an antagonist later... 

#castlevania #adriandeservesbetter #adrian tepes

[if-the-crown-fits-translate-it]

Discord pt 26

[Date: 20/02, 3.43 PM - 20/02, 4.43 PM GMT]

knight: “Hello, friends! I decided to drop by before smile day is in full swing. How are we feeling today? Happy, I hope? :)”

knight: “Are you all excited for smile day? I know I am.”

sev/cam: “Yeah, we are”

havoc.ren: “of course”

knight: “Thats wonderful! :)”

knight: “Well I also wanted to pop in for a proper introduction. I feel like last night was a bad time for me to present myself, you all seemed very sad :( But I’m here now to make you happy and let you get to know me!”

[syl/suri: “I don’t know if I have it in me to be happy today...”]

knight: “Don't be like that! We always have it in us to smile! :) Even when Viscount was feeling bad last night he was smiling by the end of it! Just give it a try like Vis!”

[Everyone is sending :)]

knight: “Anyway, I couldn't help but do a little reading back. You all seemed to have questions for the rest of the Court to get to know them. I don't know what made you all so cross towards me, but maybe a little q&a can break the ice!”

[echoza tumblr: “What's your favourite flower?”]

knight: “I love sunflowers! Especially the super big ones that can cover my whole face!! :)”

[syl/suri: “How do you feel about... google docs?”]

knight: “Google docs? You means the one that i manage? I love it! Its very important to me :)”

[wilboo soot: “my mods are brainwashed Hello Knight, it's nice to finally meet you. What are your opinions on girl scout cookies? What's your fave?”]

knight: “Hello! Girl scout cookies are typically hit-or-miss for me. I looove lemonades though!”

[CypressBoo: “Do we have knight's pronouns yet?”]

knight: “He/they. :)”

[echoza tumblr: “What's your opinion on minecraft discs? Do you have a favourite one?”]

knight: “The discs are great! Stal and Ward are my favorites :)”

[CypressBoo: “Thank you! Could we also, if you do not mind, get a fit check for the artists in this discord?”]

knight: “Fit check? Sure thing! Currently I'm wearing a checkered long sleeve shirt. My black suspenders and slacks. And my blue and white bow tie. Oh! And of course my gold circlet. It has one pretty gem off to the left!”

[No |Stars: “What color gem if I can ask?”]

knight: “Its a neat-o pinkish-red!”

[echoza tumblr: “Do you have a favourite animal?”]

knight: “Horses are so nice! I really like appaloosas :)”

[CypressBoo: “What do you know of the others of the court, if you don't mind my asking?”]

knight: “The others? Well. Page is very kind to me, they seem just as new as I am! Its nice to know I'm not the only new kid in the court. :) Viscount definitely knows a lot more so I think. He's been here longer. He's very nice to me! I like both of them :)”

[Elliot(/Tommy): “Generic question: but what's your favorite color?”]

knight: “The same as my gem! Hot pink :)”

[Captain Corvid: “Do you play chess, Knight?”]

knight: “I never understood chess. I like checkers a lot more. :)”

[No |Stars: “What about dogs?“]

knight: “Dogs? I dunno... They kind of scare me.”

[CypressBoo: “My apologies Knight, you must be bombarded with all of this sudden questioning. I hope you are having a lovely time here.”]

knight: “Oh no, I live these questions! I'm glad to open up to all of you and become ever better friends in this family. :)!”

[wilboo soot: “Hey Knight are you like human”]

knight: “I am human! With red hair and super dark brown eyes. Freckles too! All over the place!”

[Elliot(/Tommy): “I'm glad your enjoying yourself! Just let us know if we start to become a bother :)”]

knight: “You could never become a bother to me. :)”

[echoza tumblr: “Height check?”]

knight: “I'm 5'6". Wish i was taller...”

wilboo soot: “Freckles are awesome!! Oh also do you understand English”

knight: “I do speak English! Also Standard Galactic. But crown prefers it if I use enderspeak. :)”

[Library/Ren: “But I thought you had a dog tail? I might be remembering things wrong though.”]

knight: “Nope! you must be thinking of someone else. :)”

[Vivianiki: “Hi Knight, how its going? ^^”]

knight: “I'm very happy, thank you for asking! :)”

[Vivianiki: “I'm happy, when you are happy. I am so excited today, I wish I wont be late, I am out from house for now.”]

knight: “Crown will be happy no matter how much you participate today :) As long as you participate! We want Ranboo to feel welcome :)”

[CypressBoo: “Opinion on coffee, knight?”]

knight: “I love coffee and tea. And apple juice. I really like mocchas, especially peppermint ones!”

[havoc.ren: “May have been asked before, but thoughts on chicken nuggies?”]

knight: “Only the best finger food! i love the dinosaur ones and mixing them with waffle fries :)”

[wilboo soot: “Has anyone asked what your favorite song is, Knight?”]

knight: “I have a lot of favorite music- mostly punk and rock. Under My Skin by Jukebox the Ghost is a really cool one at the moment.”

[wishful: “Hello Knight, nice to meet you! Do you have a favorite number?”]

knight: “Nice to meet you too! My favorite number is 16.”

[ Library/Ren: “Do you have access to the secrets chats, and if so, do you read them?”]

knight: “Yes, I can see the #secret and #secret2 channels. But something tells me you don't want me to read them. So I won't unless Crown tells me to. :)”

[echoza tumblr: “Hey Knight what's your opinion on square roots”]

knight: “I hate math.”

knight: “Actually, now i'm curious. Why do you guys have "secret" channels? Would I be allowed to see them if I didn't have the admin role?”

echoza tumblr: “Probably not. We like to have our privacy at times - not all conversations must be public to the court, just as not all information must be known to the government”

knight: “But we're not a government. We're a family! i suppose i think i understand, though. We're entitled to closed doors every now and then.”

CypressBoo: “Families are made up of individual people. Everyone has their own space, and still choose to come together sometimes.”

knight: “That makes sense. I still feel like i don't know something i probably should.”

[Continued in Discord pt 27]

#on:discord #by:knight #if the crown fits

[taejeonie]

taehee in america!!

— i can’t find a gif from one of their interviews :// also the events aren’t in sequence,,whatever i remember watching will appear here so if i missed something, u guys can tell me!!

okay so taehee’s like

different

like most of the tweets were ‘american air changed taehee’

like in korea she’s chill, semi-shy but still chaotic

but in america it’s that but x82848, minus the shy part it’s like gone now

and she’s more interactive with czennies so that’s probably why (*^_^*)

like in one of their interviews someone asked, “okay, so i have a question from tumblr...do you know tumblr”

“yes i know tumblr ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)”

and she loved doing rpd with them it’s so cute

she kept hyping them up and dancing in the sidelines

but when cherry bomb comes on

she was like: this is my song. must. dance.

and she was center for the nananananana part so it was p e r f e c t

when they did flinch she was paired with doyoung

james was trying to talk to them but they were mODELLING

let them do their work james

“oh i see how it is now”

her eyes flinched a bit when the fruit came out but they didn’t notice....hopefully

anyways youngtae won

speaking of interviews

awkward faces. disgusted faces. bored faces. fake smile faces.

‘oh shit did they just say that?’ faces.

“so how’s it like being the only girl in the group?”

in her head she’s like: stfu i didn’t go to america for this ಠ╭╮ಠ

but outside she’s like: hahahaha looks like i gotta answer this ∩^ω^∩ gotta pay rent u know?

the genius interview oh god markhee was a MESS

they kept pinching each other when they had to explain the s t e a m y parts of the song so johnny did it for them

in the end they just gave up on explaining so she said “you don’t have to take the lyrics word by word, line by line. you can take it however you want and the feelings aren’t just limited to a significant other. it’s just love between two people and that could be a friend, a partner-“

inside they’re like “good job, taehee. good job,” until she says

“-your mom.”

and when they were teaching cherry bomb she couldn’t keep her mouth shut

“okay so you spread your legs like this” - johnny

“that’s when you feel the air coming in” - mark

and when doyoung thought it couldn’t get any worse

“oh, really? i don’t” - taehee

and yuta, taeyong, johnny, and mark just try to hold their laughter

doyoung @ the rest: just smile and wave boys, smile and wave

also stayzens got crumbs of (han) jisung and taehee’s friendship when they were guessing the dance based on the silhouette

when the choreo for ‘get cool’ showed she immediately answered

“oH OH GET COOL STRAY KIDS”

she scared everyone with her excitement but that’s okay bc they got a point

“that was fast,” the host told her

*proudly* “yeah i’m friends with one of them”

taehee stans were served

she wore dresses to award shows bUT THERE WAS A TIME SHE WORE A SUIT

everyone died

she looked amazing hot spectacular show stopping

#miamiwithtaehee

“hey guys! welcome back to my channel ( ◠‿◠ ) so today we would be going toOoOoOo miAMIIIII *fake sound effects* um so like we’re going to buy some stuff for the beach coz like it’s really hot hahahaha but that’s because i’m here *slowly pulls shades down*”

“why do you talk like that”

“just let me be, mark. let me be.”

but she went back to taehee mode so it’s aight

“taeyong oppa broke his slippers and the sand’s really hot so i don’t know how he survives.”

“noona~”

“hAECHAN I DONT WANNA GET WEEEET”

she gets caught anyways

and hyuck drags her to the deep deep deep part

but she knows how to swim :>>

#athletic

she came back to shore to dry off,,,so she watched the surfers with jungwoo while the others are having fun

“waahh, that’s so cool. did you see that?”

“my dad taught me how to surf back in australia”

“really? :OO”

“yeah but that was when i was still younger. i think i forgot now.”

“woah” jungwoo’s amazed by this girl

OH MY GOD WAIT I FORGOT ABOUT 19 EMOTIONS

so when she was asked to do flirty

she got shy, that was the shyest moment of her life but you gotta do what you gotta do

*starts twirling a piece of hair on her finger* “hey,,,,” *winks*

then she starts playing with her hair more aggressively until she had to stop and fix her hair bc the manager told her to

producer: is that how you flirt?

taehee: i don’t flirt. *confidently* people flirt with me ;))).

johnny, off-screen: excuses! this is why we don’t let her out

her and johnny just kept giving commentary on poor mark it’s hilarious

*mark raises his eyebrow*

“you’re so flirty”

“damn, that eyebrow tho. i’m swayed.”

taehee kept eating ice cream

like everytime the camera pans to her she’s just eating ice cream

when they watched alicia key performing ‘if i ain’t got you’

she was star struck

markhee: Aw sHIT

when she rapped “knet knet talk talk” she blew up the whole bird app

she was feeling herself everytime they performed it was sexc

american air really is different

concerts omg don’t get me started

johnny started shaking his booty as a joke but then there’s taehee on the side of the stage lowkey twerking

you know how bp were feeling themselves during their cons?

well taehee is just like that and czennies wERE SO LOUD

her ‘baby don’t like it’ fit .....

it was different from the boys’ since she’s wearing like a dress like damn what if she sLIPPED

she was wearing a blindfold too

her performance is still flawless tho i mean it’s taehee come on

and when they performed ‘superhuman’

istg that markhee part everyone flipped

they were so close (ノಠ益ಠ)ノ彡

like i swear they could feel their breaths on each other’s faces

but it’s what the czennies want and you gotta give it to them even if the management said nO

#rebel

markhee stans were fed this season they kept hanging out with each other

they rode that horse carriage thing together

they ate donuts together

they shopped together

they messed up their korean and english at some point together

best friend goals

taehee was so excited for the dodgers game she was so adorable in the jersey

she was more than glad to be the first pitch and list off the names of the players to the members

jungwoo and hyuck trapped her so they could get on kiss cam

she was struggling

but that’s okay bc she still gets to see the dodgers play

brooklyn boys

the title’s still boys the producers are like whatever just name it brooklyn boys

after they ate they went shopping right

taehee was in the ‘don’t forget your tools’ team

taeyong mom johnny dad jungwoo child mark child taehee child

“i wanted to be the cousin!!”

“.....taehee child”

#markheebesties we love it

markhee separated from the group for a while to buy ingredients to make cocktails for the older members + staff

“you know how?”

“yeah, my dad taught me.”

“your dad is so cool.”

“i know right- *immediately* mom, i still love youuu <3333”

“we’re both minors and we’re the ones getting alcohol”

“mark, we’re in america. we’re not minors anymore.”

but later on they don’t drink alcohol to respect their korean culture :>>

when jungwoo wanted to get the pie thingy and taeyong won’t let him it was comical

mark’s like that youngest good kid

jungwoo’s like the middle kid who wanted to bUY SOMETHING BUT THEY WONT LET HIM

and taehee’s the eldest bad influence kid

*whispering* “just hide it. yeah, hide it in there. then just put it out when they’re paying for it*

mark’s just laughing off cam they were so serious

anyways they’re cooking and taehee made the guac :p

she kept on laughing at markwoo it’s cute

but she kept on eating the other group’s pasta

“hey! why do you keep eating our food?”

“diversity.”

they complimented her on her guac since she doesn’t cook that much

but she’s a great cook she learned from taeyong!!! and her dad

when they were playing beer pong the maknae line was sOOO HYPED

“LIKE A WHAT?” “LIKE A LIGHT”

“LIKE A WHAT” “LIKE A LIGHT”

and hyuck’s just looking at them weirdly like wtf hahaha markhee tingz i guess

she acted like a ring girl every time they switch to the next round

“wAIT LET ME WALK” *catwalks from side a to side b*

while they were karaoke-ing she made the cocktails and mark watched her

she kept doing tricks with the cups to make mark laugh

she let the staff taste it and they were amazed she’s such an angel i swear

“this one’s for you!!!!”

“is it good?”

“oh i should add more of this? okay, hold on”

and then the older hyungs came and were amazed

doyoung doesn’t even drink but she managed to get him to have a taste

when they were all going to sleep, she chose the bed at the very end

she used mark’s arm as a pillow

they all kinda...didn’t shower...

jk they still smell great ig

“mark you stink”

“shut up”

and then they fell asleep but the others caught them

“mark and taehee are asleep”

“really?” *laughs*

“i’m not asleep i’m just closing my eyes”

“okay but taehee’s already snoring”

*sleepily* “i DONT SNORE!!!”

#nct #nct 127 #nct dream #nct u #wayv #nct imagines #nct fluff #nct blurbs #nct reactions #nct scenarios #nct x reader #nct female addition #nct female member #nct 22nd member #kpop female addition #nct incorrect quotes #nct au #mark lee imagine #taeyong imagine #doyoung imagine #jaehyun imagine #johnny imagine #jungwoo imagine #haechan imagine #yuta imagine #taeil imagine #winwin imagine #nct crack #nct angst #nct 127 punch

[liliesoftherain]

My Hero Academia Main 3 Boys x Reader

Ch.8 Giddy Up Horses, the Cavalry has Arrived!

Ch.1 Ch.2 Ch.3 Ch.4 Ch.5 Ch.6 Ch.7

 Yay the cavalry battle! Just wanted to say from here on out we will be seeing a lot more from the boys’ pov as well as y/n’s. Just wanted to let you guys know since the first chapters weren’t like that! Also, thanks to all those who wanted to be put on the tag list, let me know if anyone else wants to be! Enjoy!

TAGLIST:  @rizamendoza808 !(: @iris-suoh !(: @quicksilverfangirl​ !(: @shortperson202 !(: @noodlenerd101 !(: @matchamidoriya​ !(:

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"That's right, it's the chance for those at the bottom to overthrow the top! Let's get started!" Midnight continued, pointing her weapon in Izuku's direction.

"Izuku Midoriya placed first in the first round, he'll be worth 10 million!"

You looked at your fourth place score and saw you were only worth 195, which wasn't terrible, but you'd either need to steal a bunch of smaller points, or somehow get Izuku's points.

As much as you'd love to team up with him to start off with those points, it'd be difficult since everyone would be chasing after you. It probably wasn't worth it, most likely ever other student wanted to stay far away from him as possible knowing the risks of being a target. If he was able to find team members with balancing quirks who weren't afraid, you knew he'd be a force of nature. Joining him wouldn't be so bad, but there was a lot of cons to being on his team

"Okay first years! These are the rules! The entire game will only last for 15 minutes, and everyone's individual points will be added together give you your teams total. You'll know how much you're team is worth thanks to a headband with your combined scores."

"To raise your teams score you need to swipe as many headbands as you can get, but all headbands must be worn from the neck up, so the more you steal, the harder it will be to manage them! Oh another thing! Even if your headband is stolen or your team falls, you're allowed to continue until times up!"

"It's anyone's game then." You heard Momo from a few students over, Sato replying.

"Yea, and since there are 42 contestants, there will be 10-12 teams fighting on the field the entire time."

"So if you lose your headband at the beginning you'll have more time to make up a plan?" 

"I don't know Mina," You spoke out, "Planning or not if you lose your headband you're down for the count. Even if you have the time to make it up, depending on what teams are formed you may not be so lucky."

"Yea we should probably wait for teams before we start strategizing." Tsu agreed.

"This is going to be a difficult challenge but no worries, again you'll be able to use your quirks as much as you'd like. However! There are still rules, make a team fall on purpose and you'll get disqualified. and the one you're carrying is not allowed to touch the ground. Now, you've got 15 minutes to build your team! Get started!"

As soon as the buzzer went off you found yourself with no time to think or act before a flash of curly green hair entered your line of sight.

“(y/n) I would like you to be on my team! I've created a plan and you were the first person to come to mind when I did! So please, if it’s not too much to ask, join me!” He bowed roughly and you sweat dropped at his antics, but you couldn’t help the smile that crossed your face at the thought of him first thinking of you. 

“That’s really sweet Izuku, and I would love to say yes but..” You trailed off, locking eyes with him. You felt your heart grow heavy as you saw the sadness and disappointment in them.

“I understand, everyone will be after me, and you don’t want to have that kind of target on your back.” Izuku felt his shoulders fall, he was upset.

He knew that most people wouldn’t want to team up with him because of his points, so why was this hurting him more than it should have?

“Not at all!” You countered, “I don’t mind that all too much, while yea it’s not something I’d look forward too I could still handle it. It’s just, I feel like I have to beat you.”

“Beat me?” His eyes widened.

“Yes beat you, because you’re always doing things that end up surprising others. You won first out of nowhere earlier! You literally flew over my head! I feel that if I team with you, I’ll be overlooked-”

“No way!” He cut you off, his heart thumping crazily in his chest as he took a deep breath, “You’re amazing! You’re probably one of the strongest students in the class and I’m being honest! I don’t know what you and Todoroki were talking about in the locker rooms and I won't pry, but just know that whoever your father doesn't matter because I don’t think you’re amazing because of him! You’re extraordinary and strong and one of the kindest people I’ve ever met, and that’s because you're you!” 

Your face was on fire, and so was his. It must’ve just clicked to him all the compliments he gave you because steam was starting to pour out of his ears, and he began muttering to himself about how dumb and embarrassing he was. You put your hands on his shoulders and grinned at him.

“Thank you Izuku, you’re giving me even more courage than I'd thought possible. And I’m going to use this courage to make sure I kick your butt, got it?” He nodded sheepishly back feeling really giddy for a moment, then sighed.

“Still wont join my team?” You laughed at him.

“Sorry not sorry. I’m going to win, Deku!” You pinched his cheek before walking away, shouting a ‘good luck’ over your shoulder.

Izuku’s breath left him at the sight of you walking away, and felt in a daze. Your hand was so warm on his face, and the way you called him Deku had no malicious intent. You said it in such a cute and endearing voice, it made him grin a dopey smile before Uraraka came and interrupted his thoughts.

You tried to look for anyone else that would make a great team, and to your disappointment saw most people have already broken off into groups. However, you saw Kirishima go over to Bakugou and you knew then and there if you really wanted to go against Izuku, Bakugou would of course be the best candidate

You made your way over to them just as they were sharing a creepy grin, Bakugou agreein to let Kirishima on his team.

“Got any room for me?” You questioned, both boys looking at you.

“Hell yea (y/n) you’re choosing to team up with the manliest team! This’ll be awesome!”

“Who the fuck said I was going to let her on my team shitty hair?” Bakugou grumbled out, crossing his arms and ignoring everyone's shouts behind him to pick them was starting to annoy him.

He saw you smile and was able to ignore the extras behind him.

“Why what’s the problem Bakugou, scared you’ll have to fight me in the tournament when we win this?” A teasing smile graced your lips. 

His face turned red and you thought you were going to make him explode on you until he tsk’d and looked away.

“I’m not fucking scared of you glitter bomb. Whatever you can be on my team.” He felt angry, because he was supposed to be focusing on kicking Deku’s ass, he was supposed to be focused on his anger and he wasn't really angry around you, it was revolting.

“Awh you like meee.”

“Don’t say stupid shit like that! I just picked you because you said you knew I was going to win, so I guess I can let you tag along because you already know how fucking great I am, I don't have to beat it into you.” He knew he had to push out any thoughts besides winning, now wasn’t the time to lose his head. He needed to give this match his all.

You shared a look with Eijiro and you both laughed at the hot head. After gaining your last member, Sero, you were talking strategy. 

“So we’re going to go after Deku with all we have.”

“Of course we are.” Kirishima muttered sarcastically, but a small smile still on his lips showing you guys he didn’t mean what he said.

“Shut it shitty hair before I kick you off the team!”

“You wouldn’t kick your best friend off the team!”

Laughing, you pushed Bakugou away while he was trying to strangle Kirishima.

“Calm down boys, even if we’re just going after Deku we need to devise a plan.”

“While I agree Hakamata, you’re starting to sound like Bakugou. What’s up with calling Midoriya, Deku?” 

You blinked at Sero’s words, you didn’t even realize you called him that. Thinking about it, you teasingly called him Deku when you walked away from him a couple of minutes prior. So you just shrugged and giggled, unsure of what to say.

“Maybe Bakugou’s anger is a disease and it’s infecting me?”

“Sounds about right.” Eijiro agreed, while Bakugou rolled his eyes at you. He thought it was pretty funny when you called him that loser Deku, but he wouldn’t say that out loud.

“So we obviously know the rider is going to princess here,” A tick mark appeared on his temple from your teasing. You kept talking to the other boys while ignoring Bakugou as he fumed, “so we have to decide where we should be in his support.”

“I have a pretty good defense against others and Bakugou’s quirk, so I think it’d be best If I was the front support.” Kirishima told you, you and Sero both agreeing. 

“That sounds like a plan, and if it isn’t too much trouble Sero, “ You smiled shyly, “could I support his right side? My own right shoulder is still pretty sore from when I dislocated it.” 

“Yeah of course! Does it still hurt pretty bad?” Sero’s face turned down in worry as he looked at your shoulder. You waved him off along with Kirishima who was also trying to question you.

“I’m fine really! Todoroki popped it in for me and it’s just a bit tender.”

“Tch, you’re always getting fucking hurt one way or another.”

You frowned, mood dampening, knowing he was right. There wasn’t an activity that had passed where you haven’t gotten injured somehow, you were too careless.

“Oi Bakugou don’t be mean, she may have hurt herself but she’s strong enough to keep fighting, plus she placed fourth in the race! That’s pretty manly don’t you agree?” Kirishima spoke, he didn't like seeing the dejected look on your face.

He thought a smile suited your face much better than a frown, and he wanted it to go away.

“It’s okay Eijiro, he’s right, I’m always getting hurt. I have to get stronger so that doesn’t happen anymore.” You raised your hand and squeezed it into a fist, a steely look in your (e/c) eyes. “So let’s go kick some ass and get those 10 million points!.”

The three boys shared a smirk with you, reading themselves for what was going to come.

“Hey mummy man look alive! The 15 minutes for our students to get situated is finally up and we’re ready to start the battle now that our 12 teams are picked and ready to go head to head!”

“I see some pretty unexpected student combinations.”

“YEAH, RAISE THOSE HANDS HIGHER FOLKS AND GET READY TO WATCH A BLOOD PUMPING U.A. BATTLE ROYAL! LET ME HEAR YOUR CHEERS!”

“We all set?” You huffed as Bakugou’s full weight rested on the makeshift seat of your guys’ arms before standing from your squatted position. You and Sero held onto Kirishima’s shoulder with one hand each, leaving the other, that was facing away from the triangle you three created, open for any attacks.

“Hell yeah, let’s do this!” Kirishima whooped, trying not to jostle Bakugou too much with his excited movements.

“Okay first years, you better like your teams because it’s too late to change them! LET’S GET THIS PARTY STARTED WITH A COUNTDOWN! 3..”

“Let’s crush them.” Bakugou cracked his knuckles, an undaunting aura radiating off of him.

“2..”

“Yeah!” A chorus answered back, you all steeling your nerves.

“1!”

“BEGIN!” Midnight finished.

 You all moved surprisingly in perfect sync as you made your way over to Izuku, and you felt happy he had managed to form a decent team after all. You tried to make sure you steered clear from everyone else, knowing it was better to let them focus on Izuku and not on anyone else like you guys, that way you stayed safe for as long as possible.

“Deku’s running away like a coward!" Bakugou huffed as Izuku shot off into the air with his team, dodging all the other teams while doing so. He landed a bit of a ways away, becoming bombarded once more as soon as his feet touched the ground.

“It’s one big game of cat and mouse!” Sero observed.

“Well we can’t afford to become another mouse, we have 730 points altogether and other teams may grow desperate the more time goes on, we need to keep our guard up.” The others grunted in agreement.

“It’s only been two minuets and it’s already a frenzy down there! Watch those headbands kiddos, you don’t have to go for the biggest fish in the sea when there are plenty of others!”

Izuku took off once again, and you felt heat start to form around you guys.

“Dammit this is getting us nowhere, you can’t run away so easily Deku!”

“Bakugou wait!” 

Your shouts fell on deaf ears as he used his quirk to launch off into the air after Izuku. You had to close your eyes at the force of the heat, grunting slightly. You saw that he technically wasn’t on the ground, this couldn't make your team disqualified could it?

His movements were graceful as he soared in the air, your team halting to watch him fly up higher and higher. Sero was about to release his tape to pull him back but you stopped him right before he could. Sero gave you a questioning look along with Kirishima.

“Hakamata what are you..?”

“Midnight hasn’t called him out yet on a disqualification yet right? So I assumed this is okay for now, let’s see if he can reach them! You can grab him if his first attempt doesn’t work out, we can’t have him too careless now.”

You all agreed and looked back up to watch Bakugou lunged for Izuku, arm outstretched to use his quirk and grab the points. You were all ready to run, knowing you’d be the next target everyone would be after if you managed to succeed. He let out a large explosion and reached towards the head band as you felt your heart skip a beat, a loud ringing in your ears that dulled the screaming of the crowd. He missed. His attacked and point of entry was blocked by Tokoyami and his quirk, Dark Shadow. This was the first time seeing it in action, and you had to admit it was really cool.

“Shit pull him back new Sero!” Kirishima yelled.

“Right!” Sero agreed, launching his tape high in the air to get a good hold of Bakugou.

“WOAHH! As cool as that was, Bakugou had been separated from his team, is that allowed?”

 “He never touched the ground so I say it’s okay!” Midnight announced in response.

Bakugou luckily put up no fight as Sero dragged him back and he quickly fell straight for the group. Mutual grunts sounded between you guys as you braced your bodies while he landed harshly on outstretched arms. Your right hand came up to his chest to help with balance while his right arm was slung around your shoulders, his hand clutching your hurt shoulder which made you wince in pain. 

He heard your quick intake of breath and looked over at you before he could situate himself, seeing that you turned your head towards him at the same time and your noses softly brushed together and foreheads touching. You stayed that way for a few seconds, the both of you not moving apart due to the shock of being so close. Bakugou then felt annoyed at the way his heart fluttered and chose to pull away quickly.

You felt you face heat up at the close proximity you two just shared and couldn’t help but look away as well. You heard some whooping from the crowd and to add to your embarrassment, the whole thing was shown on the big screen.

“Well would you look at that folks! Seems like getting those 10 million points isn’t all that matters to these two 1-A lovebirds! The touching moment we witnessed between them proves that!” 

“WE AREN’T A COUPLE!” You both shouted in sync, faces red.

“C’mon guys quit making out and focus!” Sero laughed.

You watched as Bakugou smacked his head while sitting up, choosing not to look at anyone.

“Shut up and let’s get a move on.” 

You felt someone brush by you guys, and before you had time to react, pale grey eyes locked on your own.

“Moving on, as we reach the 7 minuet mark, let’s see how the others are faring in this challenge!.. Hold on here, this is sure an unexpected turn of events.”

A hand shot up over your head, reaching for the headband Bakugou wore, your eyes widened as you tried to shoot a beam of light but the guy dodged, managing to swipe it off.

“Beside’s Midoriya’s team, the rest of class 1-A isn’t doing so hot! Even Bakugou is losing! But we should’ve all seen that one coming with the goo goo eyes he was making at little miss Hakamata!”

Bakugou twisted in shock, a snarl leaving his lips as he tried to lunge for it back, only to miss again.

“You’re fault for letting yourself get distracted in the heat of battle, couldn’t you woo your girlfriend somewhere else?” 

“What’d you say!? Get back here!!” Bakugou huffed, glaring at the blonde kid who was smirking at him.

“I said you’re dumb, you along with you classmates. You didn’t realize how they laid out the first course, and showed off your strengths, and your weaknesses-” He looked at you before looking back towards the fuming blonde you were holding up, “to everyone before the real battles began. Us in 1-B figured it out and played it safe, but you all? Well, only a fool would obsess over the preliminary rounds, don’t you agree, Bakugou?” 

“Unlike you I don’t have any weaknesses-”

“Oh no weaknesses huh?" He cut Bakugou off, "Seems like you were pretty weak when that sludge monster had you captive, you’re pretty famous aren’t you? You’ll have to tell me another time, how it feels to always be in the role of the victim.” The kids eyes sharpened and his smirk grew wider.

Bakugou was shaking in anger, hands clenched tightly into fists as he looked at the boy with the most intense glare, it was about as harsh as the ones he gave Izuku.

“Guys… we have a change of plans, before we take down Deku, we’re going to destroy these B-list idiots.”

“We’ve reached the halfway point but it’s still anybody's game! Class 1-B has made an unexpected showing, but can they keep it? And who will win the 10 million points in the end!?”

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If you guys can’t tell I am a sucker for for angry boys but I swear more interactions with the other two are coming up soon. 

#bnha #bnha x reader #bnha katsuki bakugou x reader #bnha bakugou x reader #bnha bakugou katsuki x reader #mha katsuki #mha bakugo katsuki #mha bakugou katsuki x reader #katsuki bakugou x reader #bakugou x reader #bnha izuku midoriya #bnha izuku midoriya x reader #bnha izuku #bnha deku #mha izuku midoriya #mha izuku #mha izuku midoriya x reader #bnha shoto todoroki #bnha shoto todoroki x reader #todoroki x reader #todoroki shoto x reader #midoriya izuku #izuku x reader #deku x reader #mha #mha todoroki #mha x reader #three main boys #big three #ch.8

[diamondcamefromhell]

Jaskier x Fem!Reader pt.3

PART ONE

PART TWO

this is the last “writing gift” from me for today so i hope you enjoy, as i progressively go more and more delusional in this part, lol. i still loved writing it, but then again, i love writing about jaskier so, what’s new. also i probs need a name for this, feel free to message me any ideas <3

Warnings: Swearing, death

Word count: 2,186

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I continued to stay with them, and Jaskier and I also continued training. Each session made me more comfortable with us being close, leading to way less blushing and heart flattering.

But I was still hopelessly in love with this stupid bard. And there was nothing I could do about it.

Things didn’t seem to get better, as we were approached by an older man, Borch Three, with two, absolutely gorgeous women by his side.  They were warriors, Tea and Vea, and they showed their abilities, which clearly intrigued Jaskier. I couldn’t blame him, they were impressive.

We went to a bar to discuss kings Niedamirs proposition, to hunt down a green dragon for some reward. I wasn’t paying much attention, jealously was getting in a way, as Jaskier couldn’t take his eyes of Tea and Vea. All I know is that we are tagging along because, according to the bard “the crazy witch” showed up.

Her name was Yennefer, and she was a beauty too. Great.

I tie Sky to the post near Roach, petting both of the horses. Geralt gives me a glance, but doesn’t tell me to stop touching her, which I feel is the next level of friendship. I hug Sky, purely because I need emotional support.

“Be good boy, okay? I will see you soon.” He neighs in response, and I twist on my heel. Borch stares at me, grabbing my arm.

“You have his heart, don’t you worry.” He silently whispers and I pull away, blushing.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I say, taking out my dagger.

Geralt decided I was grown enough to have a weapon of my own, kindly giving it to me one evening. He gave me two, actually, one silver and one iron. One for monsters, one for humans. Old man pats my arm, walking away. His place is soon replaced by an excited bard.

I hear the names of Tea and Vea come out of his mouth, and I decide to pay no attention to what he’s saying. Geralt seems distracted too, his eyes glued to the sorceress. This trip looks like it will be fun.

Just weeks ago I was terrified of all monsters. How am I now tagging along to kill a dragon? I stare at silver in my hands. I have not used it, not once. Jaskier and I continued using twigs for our practises. What was I getting myself into?

Next to two beautiful and strong warriors, Jaskier will never look for me. No, he will look just to see if I’m not dead yet. I glance at his lute, wondering how can he be so care free, considering we might not live. I should have said a proper goodbye to Sky. But it was too late.

It takes me awhile to realize the bard has gone quiet. I look at him, and he steals a glance at me.

“If you don’t find me interesting, just let me know.” He says, lifting his head up. Oh, if he only knew how interesting I found him.

“Sorry if I can listen to you blabbering about how amazing Vea and Tea are, as we are walking to kill a dragon.” I bitterly say, rushing ahead, hoping he wont try to converse with me again. But he does.

“I was actually talking about Geralt and Yennefer.” He points out, and I flush red.

“She saved your life, didn’t she?” I roll my eyes. “Why do you still hate her?”

“Okay. I will allow you to calm down.” Now Jaskier rushes ahead, chatting up the warriors as he reaches them.

Our first fight. Wonderful. I grunt. For most of the rest of the day, I am out of it. I just follow, silently. I know I must look like an angry child, but I couldn’t control my feelings. I was scared Jaskier might have found someone better than me. Not that its hard.

I only really snap out of it when Jaskier is almost attacked by some creature, and Yennefers knight kills it. Then we set camp. I don’t even try to mingle with the crew, silently crawling to my tent, feeling sorry for myself.

I wish Sky was here, I wouldn’t have to feel as lonely.

I did think things were progressing the right way between the two of us. But I guess, for him we were just becoming better friends, not anything more. I grunt, pulling up a cover over my face. I knew falling for a bard was a bad idea. But tell that to a lonely heart.

I hear singing, and of course, I recognize Jaskiers voice. I peep through my tent, looking at him. He’s wearing a red matching set, which in the fire makes him look almost ethereal. He plays the lute flawlessly, his voice filling up the air. He smiles at the warriors, but they don’t seem impressed. I know I would have been swept off my feet.

Then the bard glances my way, still smiling, he winks at me. As if we never had our argument. His heart is just too big. I rush back in my tent, falling back on the ground.

The night deepens and the voice silence. I begin to relax, before I hear a silent voice near my tent.

“Lady Y/N?” Jaskier whispers. “May I come in?”

“Jaskier?” I ask, knowing its him. I see him peep inside, smiling. “Sure, come in.”

“Thank you.” I crawl to the furthest corner, to be as far away from him. He seems to notice, and I can make his face out just enough to see that he’s frowning. “I won’t bite.”

“I know, it’s just…” I cant come up with an excuse, so I clear my throat. “Everything okay, Jask?”

“I was going to ask the same thing, Y/N. You have been distant today, didn’t even come out to hear me sing.” He crosses his arms. “And you always come to listen to me.”

“I could hear you from here.” I cant exactly see him, but I know he’s raising his eyebrows right now. “I’m just tired.”

“You’re scared.” Jaskier corrects, I rest my head on my knees.

“Yes, that too.” He giggles.

“But not of the dragon.” I don’t respond to that, just stare at him in the dark, trying to make out his face. Did he come here to tease me again? I wasn’t in a mood for that. “You know, Tae and Vae, they are incredible women.”

“Sure.” I say, gritting my teeth. I try to come up with a plan, where I kick him out, without causing a scene and waking up the entire camp.

“But they’re not dangerously cute.” I imagine he’s smirking right now.

“They’re however dangerous. Strong. Gorgeous.” I point out, closing my eyes. “Hard to impress.”

“Unapproachable, I might add.” Jaskier giggles again, and I stare at the grass, not sure how to feel.

“The Witcher is the most unapproachable… being I’ve met.” I can’t help, but smile. “Yet you made him your friend.”

“You have nothing to worry about,” his tone changes, to a warm and reassuring one, “is all I’m trying to say.”

“I’m not worried.” I say, although I can feel heat rushing to my face. I am glad it’s pitch black, and Jaskier cant see it.

“Okay, then you don’t have to be jealous.” My heart drops as I hang my mouth open. He definitely could see that, as he let’s out a laugh. “Don’t act so surprised, my darling, it’s obvious.”

“I’m not jealous.” I try to defend myself, but to no avail. Even in the dark I can see his smirk, as wide as it gets. “You can flirt with as many women as you please, Jaskier.”

“I may.” He leans back, not taking his eyes off me. “But I only sing about one.”

“I-“ I don’t even know what to say. I feel like I am about to burst. These mixed signals, I want to open this bard’s head and see what he actually thinks. What he feels. I shake my head. “I don’t know what to say.”

“You don’t have to. I just wanted you to know.” He leans over the tent, closer to me. “I do plan on only singing about one, too.”

“Jaskier…” All of the feelings I have been bottling up for weeks have been waiting for a moment like this.

I must make my shot, even if it doesn’t land, even if it makes things awkward between us. I lean in, pressing my lips against his. It’s a rushed, scared kiss, and I pull away quicker than I want to, but to my surprise, Jaskier leans in now, not letting me escape.

And I don’t plan to.

This kiss feels like I have travelled through a desert and finally got some water. A breath of air after I finished drowning. That sweet sun kiss after a cold winter. It felt like so many things, but most importantly, it felt right.

I wrap my hands around his neck, and I feel him smile. No, I can taste his smile. It tastes like honey, and the best ale your coin could buy. He pulls away, resting his forehead next to mine. He giggles, pulling away more. I look him in the eyes.

“I mean Geralt is the only woman I sing about, but you know.” He teases and I laugh, resting my head on his shoulder. “I guess you will do.”

“Fuck off bard.” I say, still laughing. All of my dreams coming true, right here, right now. I breathe him in, happy to finally hold him so close.

“I couldn’t let my dearest Y/N go to bed with a heavy heart.” Jaskier whispers, pulling away. “But I mustn’t disgrace you, and I will leave. We have a dragon to fight, after we are victorious, we will celebrate.”

“Geralt doesn’t want to kill the dragon.” I remind him, as he sighs, landing one last kiss on my forehead.

“I don’t write history, my lady, I write what people want to hear.” He whispers, and then proceeds to leave the tent. “May you rest easy now, Y/N.”

“You too, Jaskier.”

After my heart calms down, sleeps comes easy, because it feels like I am already dreaming.

The morning is pure chaos. Yennefers knight has been slain. She’s on her own, and although emotionless face is still on, I can tell Geralt is worried sick. Jaskier winks at me, reminding me last night was real, but he also seems slightly annoyed.

The dwarfs offer us a shortcut that we take, and no nobodies surprise, but Jaskiers disappointment, Yennefer joins us on Witchers request. When we reach the actual shortcut, however, I feel like I am about to throw up.

We have to walk around the mountain, from the edge. The path is alright for dwarfs, but us, normal sized humans, it was a death wish. I just got to kiss the man I adore, and now I will die. I silently cussed, as Yennefer ushered Jaskier to go first. I followed right after him, trying to not look down, which proved to be hard, as I needed to know if I am stepping on a path, or on death.

Sadly, things go sour. Borch and his warriors crashed through the planks. Geralt tried to hold on to them, pull them up, but they let go. I felt an ache in my heart, considering I never even gave him, or Tea and Vea a chance. They seemed like good people, only if my heart hadn’t gotten in a way.

The rest of us make it through. Not feeling as excited for our mission as we were before. I hated it now. This trip went from bad, to great, to horrible. I was mentally exhausted. Jaskier went to comfort Geralt. He tried, and from the snippets I caught, he gave him good advice.

What do you truly want.

I stare at the bard, as he sits on that rock alone. Witcher went to chat with Yennefer. I slowly approach Jaskier, sitting next to him. He looks at me.

“What is it that you want, Jaskier?” I ask as he shrugs.

“I want to figure it out.” He says. His hand reach for mine, intertwining our fingers together. “You will be the first to know. But what do you want, Y/N?”

“In my life I never felt like I could want anything.” I say, sighing. “But now, that I have the whole world open… I want to find a home.”

“Home…” Jaskier whispers. I wonder what he’s thinking.

“Home isn’t always a building, however.” I continue. “Sometimes it’s the people, sometimes it’s the forest or an open field. I want to find what home means to me.”

“That’s a good want.” Jaskier smiles. “Maybe I want a home too.”

I grip his hand tighter, as we both stare into the sunset. I hope Geralt and Yennefer also figure something out, as much as Jaskier doesn’t like her, she seems like a nice, strong woman.

I would like a friend like that.

PART FOUR [second to last part, dont worry, i wont drag it on forever lol]

#jaskierxreader #jaskier x reader #jaskier #witcher #jaskier fluff #honeslty tired if hashtags #but i want people to find this so #here it goes again #geralt #geralt of rivia #the mighty witcher #yennefer #yennefer of vengerberg #munchin #buttercup #my personal nicknames for jaskier lmao #jask #dandelion #goodnight

[greennightspider]

Secrets VI: Mothers in Law (Final Chapter)

Summary: Hvitserk is usually the quiet, mischievous brother. No one really knows what he does, or where he is half of the time, he’s usually an enigma. So what if the reason why….was not an it, but a who?

Secrets, Secrets II, Secrets III, Secrets IV, Secrets V

Hvitserk x Rumena (Mena for short) (OC)

The morning sun awoke Rumena with its gentle rays, and the feel of Hvitserk kissing up her legs was also a welcome pronouncement. “Morning.” She purred, to which Hvitserk returned her smile. “Good morning.”

Hvitserk continued his journey, kissing up Mena’s leg and her thigh. As he came close to her sex Rumena caressed his face, running her fingers through his hair. “Such a treat, and so early.” She sighed, moving her hips further down, so that Hvitserk’s arms came to circle under her thighs.

In truth, Hvitserk was still jaded from the previous day’s events, the thought of his brothers laying a hand on his woman-

Yes. His woman.

He sank his mouth into her sex hearing her broken moan, and lifted her hips so that his hands could cup her supple ass. Her warmth was always so inviting, her moans always so tempting, the way she would buck her hips begging for more.

Hvitserk’s possessiveness was getting the better of him, rocking her his to meet the rhythm of his inflections on her clit, making her squeal. He would be damned if any of this brothers tried to take Rumena away from him.

She brought shivers down his spine with the way her thighs spasmed around his ears, only able to hear her muffled cries of his name. He loved the way she tangled her fingers in his hair and rolled his head into her when she was close, Hvitserk making sure never to let up until he felt her cream on his tongue her orgasmic cries music to his ears. Yes, he loved their excursions, but it was more than that.

The way he wanted to take care of her, the way he looked forward every day to seeing her welcome him home. Hvitserk knew the night before, and the way Mena looked at him and kissed him with such fervour drew him over the edge.

He knew his heart belonged to her forever.

He drew himself up to her flushed face, covering them both in the bedfurs once more, trying to gather the courage to confess what he now knew. “Rumena, I-“

“Knock knock!”

The pair looked at each other quizzically, but before they could answer the door flung wide open, the first prince of Kattegat himself strolling in. “Morning little brother.” 

“Bjorn what the hell are you doing here again!” Hvitserk hissed, trying to make sure that Rumena was covered up. A cautious Ubbe followed in tow, trying to avert his eyes from the obviously dishevelled girl.

“And where’s the snake-y one.” Rumena said boldly.

Bjorn turned on his heels and cocked his head. “Snakey one?”

“The minx means me.” Ivar strode in, the final person in the party, making no effort to stab his crutch into the floorboards menacingly. Rumena noted now that at full height Ivar stood almost taller than Hvitserk, the youngest prince taking his place near the table to lean on.

“Oh! She doesn’t know who we are. Bad Hvitty.” Bjorn chuckled. “I am Bjorn son of Lagertha and Ragnar Lothbrok. That is Ubbe,” he then nodded in the direction of the snakey one.  “And the grumpy one is Ivar.”

“Again why are you here.” Hvitserk growled.

“We’re here because mother sent for you.” Ubbe sighed. “She heard, and now she wants to meet her.”

“Why is it any of her business.” Hvitserk scoffed.

“Well, technically she did come aboard a slave boat, as none of us remember her being on any other ship.” Ivar said. “So as a slave-“

“I am not a slave.” Mena stated, feeling Hvitserk’s arm pull protectively behind her back.

Bjorn interrupted. “That is not for you to decide, err-”

“My name is Rumena.”

“Slave or not, as a newcomer you need to be presented to the regent of this place, Rumena.” Ubbe folded his arms, finally daring a look at the girl. “You are a foreigner, a stranger here. And if you want to be accepted in this place, this is your chance.”

Rumena steeled a look at Hvitserk, who was still glaring at his brothers. But Rumena knew the older one had spoken the truth. Turning back to his brothers, she squeezed Hvitserk’s hand.

“We will come then.”

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It was hard not to feel the stares of everyone as she walked through the town. Some looked at her with disdain, others with curiosity, as to why such a being would be escorted by the princes of Kattegat. The only thing that kept her going was Hvitserk’s hand in hers, squeezing her reassuringly. She took comfort in Hvitserk, but was unsure what defence they had against a queen.

The doors of the hall were already open, and as she entered Mena marveled at the furs that covered the throne. And of course, the woman who sat upon it. Even sitting down Rumena could tell that she was quite tall, her features very angular. She was wearing a dark blue dress that contrasted with her firey hair, her wrists slender as they peeked out of the long embroidered sleeves.

She definitely looked regal. And Rumena was starting to realize how significant her relationship with Hvitserk might be.

Aslaug peered at the girl who entered alongside her son, her expression revealing neither disdain nor approval.

“What is your name, slave.”

“I am not a slave- your Highness.” Rumena said, slightly bowing.

Aslaug tipped her head ever so slightly to the right. “That is not what I asked.”

Rumena gulped, thequeen’s piercing glare icier than the winter’s chill. “Rumena.”

“And is it true, Rumena, that you came here from the raids on a slave boat, only to escape and attempt to find favour in my son’s arms?”

“No!” Rumena shouted, but the crowd had already begun to murmur. Her fists started to shake, knowing that the word of a foreigner might not have any weight here at all.

“That is a lie.” Rumena felt Hvitserk’s presence as he stood shoulder to shoulder with her, staring down his mother and his queen with no remorse.

“The ship that you were aboard belonged to King Harald. Therefore any and all slaves

aboard that ship were his property.” Aslaug smiled coldly at her son. “So as it stands, she is property of a King of a neighbouring land.”

“That is not fair!” Hvitserk barked.

“Well it is not like we have anyone here to vouch for the truth of your story.” Aslaug said bluntly.

“Yes there is.”

A soft but strong voice came from the entrance of the hall, revealing a quirky but very well-known couple, a pair that were known to be companions of Ragnar himself.

“Helga.” Rumena almost cried in relief seeing her friend.

“We will vouch for them. Wont we Floki?” Helga smiled at her husband, who giggled in return.

“Yes we will.” Floki gazed mischeviously at the throne before going into a curtsy. “Your highness.”

“As do I.”

Rumena saw the queen’s jaw instantly clench, as all turned to see who was in the doorway. The crowd instantly made way for the newcomer.

Lagertha (and an out of breath Bjorn) made their way through the hall towards the throne.

“Who is that?” Mena whispered.

“My stepmother and Bjorn’s mother.” Hvitserk whispered back. “It is a long story.”

“Welcome, Earl Ingstad.” Aslaug stood and clasped her hands. “What an unexpected surprise.” She smiled, although her voice made Rumena shiver.

Lagertha returned the gaze. “I came on the behest of my son, to told me of these two and their plight.” She nooded at Rumena and Hvitserk.

“Well I cannot see how it is any business of yours.” Aslaug laughed.

“Actually it is.” Lagertha cut off her chuckle sharply, taking one step towards the throne, her eyes lingering on the empty one beside. “You see, the residence in which Hvitserk and this girl have lived is within the borders of Hedeby.” Lagertha’s smile instantly faded. “Which makes it my business.”

Aslaug’s smile faded too, her bony fingers clenching the throne.

“As such,” Lagertha continued, turning around and walking back to the couple. “It is within my right and power, to deem this girl a free woman, as she always has been.”

She then  “If King Harald has any quam about a missing ‘slave’ that he never knew about to begin with, then he can answer to me.”

Rumena’s mouth dropped open at her smile, as did Hvtiserk’s, looking to Bjorn for some explanation, but his older brother just shrugged with his hands folded.

Lagertha spun around with a smug tug in her smile. “Does that suit you?”

“Are you done here then?” Aslaug maintained her poise, trying not to let her contempt show for the Earl.

Lagertha paused, before turning to Hvitserk. “I would also like to make a proposition to your son Hvitserk. That he become my personal messenger and an ambassador of Hedeby.” Gasps were heard all across the hall at that.

“Of course, having such an intermediary, will mean that I would not have to come myself.” Lagertha propositioned, knowing that Aslaug would rather see her counterpart as little as possible.

“I accept.” Hvitserk nodded hastily, stepping forward. “If it pleases the queen.”

Aslaug’s fingers thrummed on the armrests of the throne. She had hoped to be able to marry Hvitserk off to a neighbouring kingdoms’ daughter, or at least someone highborn. And she hated the idea of Lagertha outshining her in her own kingdom. But then she sighed, exasperated. “Do what you want.” She waved her arm dismissively at the gathering. The queen had neither the time nor energy to fight this battle.

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“How did your mother know about this?” Hvitserk whispered to his brother lowly.

“Ah well, I may or may not have owed her a visit. And when I told her it would be a chance to one-up your mother, well she was one her horse halfway here.” Bjorn laughed.

“Brother, I don’t know how to thank you.” Hvitserk shook his head.

Bjorn scoffed, shrugging his shoulders before putting his arms around both Rumena and Hvitserk. “It is the least we can do after giving your woman such a scare. Especially when the snakey one doesn’t apologize.”

Lagertha smiled at the trio. “You know you two are welcome in Hedeby any time.”

Rumena took a chance and smiled at the older woman. “Thank you very much.” She then turned to Hvitserk, grabbed his face and kissed him with all of her might, a couple of villagers whistling at the sight.

She felt Hvitserk’s strong arms encircle her as she pulled back. “I love you, Viseka.”

Hvitserk’s shock turned into a grin as he picked her up and whipped her around. “I love you too Rumena!” He shouted, not caring who heard or what they thought. All that mattered was her.

“Earl Ingstad!” Hvitserk called out, Lagertha turning quizzically to him.

Hvitserk then held Rumena’s face in his hands. “I would like us to be married.” He grinned. “If Rumena accepts.”

“Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes!” Rumena cried, pulling him into her arms once more.

“Always yes.”

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