#but chores aren't gonna take of themselves

[ladadiida]

𝐩𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 | 𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐣𝐢 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 (𝐬𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐩𝐞𝐞𝐤)

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 as much as you wanted to stay by his side, you couldn't bear the thought of watching him fall in love with other women while you're stuck at the kitchen washing dishes and measuring ingredients. so you dreamt of leaving, of traveling to different islands to share your lovely songs and tunes; but the more your desire to leave grows, the more sanji finds himself drowning in your warmth. or, you and sanji over the years, wherein five times you tried to leave him and the one time you finally did, despite his refusal to let you go.

𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬 musician reader, 5 + 1 things, pining, unrequited love, not actually unrequited love, angst, fluff, hurt/comfort, angst with a happy ending

𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 i swear i cannot escape a brainrot whenever i watch a new show. this automatically wrote itself, i don't even remember how i came up with this idea. anyway, i'm surprised there aren't many sanji fics that involves the unrequited love trope, seeing that it suits him. or maybe that's just me. this is only a SNEAK PEEK though.

𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭 full version now published here!

You accepted it years ago.

You accepted the fact that you somehow fell in love with Sanji Vinsmoke along your weird journey of working in a sea restaurant full of former pirates and making music while at it. How the pesky feelings grew and wrapped themselves around your aching heart, you didn't know. Maybe it was when he learned to cook your favorite food and gave it to you afterwards, or the way his crystal blue eyes reminded you of snowflakes every winter.

Or maybe it was when he pulled your hair out of jealousy the moment he learned that Zeff would be taking in another child in his care, but brushed it and even braided it after the latter cleared the misunderstanding. Maybe it was when he supported you in your dreams and told you they weren't silly, maybe it was when he fought off drunk men that were trying to hit on you. Or maybe it was the way his voice would drop an octave lower whenever he asks you for a favor. The list could go on and on and you still wouldn't know the reason why. It doesn't matter anyway. You tripped, you fell, and now you're pining.

Drying off the last of the plates, you washed your own hands after and patted them dry on your skirt. You were the last one to leave the kitchen, the other staff already back in their quarters after a long, exhausting day of cooking. You fixed the signature blue bandana tied in your hair then went on your way towards the upper deck.

You weren't blessed with a talent in cooking, so you offered to do chores instead. Washing the dishes, cleaning the restaurant, and doing the laundry were few of the things you do in the Baratie. You can't say that you enjoy it, but you were beyond grateful that Zeff gave you a chance despite his opposition to let a woman work inside his restaurant.

As you were about to go to the newly laundered clothes you hung on a thin wire earlier that morning, you heard two voices speaking. You also smelled cigarette smoke wafting through the air, and you only knew one person who could be smoking at this hour. Your breath hitched in anticipation.

"You bringing a woman to your bed again, Sanji?" The other person asked playfully, but there was a hint of disbelief in his voice. You carefully took a peek so you won't accidentally reveal yourself and be accused of eavesdropping. Two people came into view with their backs facing you.

"Now, what are you talking about, Patty? I am a gentleman. I only had a nice chat with the lovely lady and escorted her back to her ship." Sanji interjected, a cigarette hanging on his lips.

Patty huffed. "I didn't know that chatting included kiss marks on jawlines."

This caused Sanji to laugh and say, "Not my fault she was charmed by my food."

"The boss man ain't gonna like it when he finds out about this."

"He's not gonna find out." Sanji assured him, wiping off the said kiss mark on his jaw. You stared at him as he did so, and you pitied the woman who planted that kiss, knowing she was just one of the many beautiful ladies Sanji had flirted with before. However, a tinge of pain in your chest said otherwise, taunting you that it was not pity you're feeling, but foul jealousy.

"Why don't you look for more decent women, eh? How about 'little lass' for a change?" Patty suddenly suggested.

It was like someone had hit your stomach with one of the metal pans in the kitchen with the way it lurched in surprise and nervousness. Your heartbeat started to quicken the longer you waited for his response, making your grip on your skirt tighter. In moments like these, you allowed yourself to hope, to wish that he saw something in you and that he finds you beautiful and lovely enough to be the person standing by his side.

But his answer made all that hope crumble down into nothing but dust.

"I don't see her that way." Sanji said after a long stretch of silence, taking a long drag from the cigarette then releasing the smoke in a single breath.

Ah.

You blinked repeatedly, trying to keep the tears from forming. It's always been like this, so why can't you get used to it? Taking a deep breath, you gulped away the knot forming in your throat and decided to leave. You can grab the clothes later.

"You're too kind for him." Someone behind you spoke, making you jump and tense up. Turning around, you saw Zeff looking at you with an unreadable emotion in his eyes and his hands on his hips, almost like he knew your secret. Of course he does. He always sees everything.

You stumbled on your words. "Sir?"

"That boy is always up to something." He began, switching his attention to Sanji. "One minute he's stubbornly immature in the kitchen, and the next he'll be a thirsty man staring at women like they're liquid booze."

Clearing your throat, you forced a smile.

"Well, he can be a lot sometimes." You agreed, remembering the days when the two of you would fight over irrelevant matters. Then you chuckled and continued, "But he's kind. He's gentle, and lovely, like a freshly made poem you keep repeating in your head. But then he's also confusing, hot-headed, and reckless. He's like the sea, isn't he? Calm yet wrapped with mystery, dangerous yet beautiful..."

You trailed off, an unbearable heat rising up your cheeks and neck once you slowly began to realize that you just ranted out your feelings to the head chef. You glanced at him with wide eyes, preparing to see a disgusted look on his face; however, Zeff didn't appear to be repulsed by your little speech. In fact, the corners of his lips were slightly quirked up.

"But I cannot swim. If I were to drown, he wouldn't save me." You quickly added, hoping to shut down the topic.

He sighed. "You will meet someone who deserves you as much as you deserve them, little lass." He simply said. He then laid his hand out, and on his palm was a little box poorly tied with a ribbon. "Here, for you."

Altnough you were a bit confused at the random gift, you accepted it and cradled the box to your chest. "I'll be okay, Zeff." You insisted, grinning cheekily. "When I become famous, I'll sing my songs here in Baratie, and people would flood the restaurant to hear my singing. And to eat your food too, of course."

The head chef nodded, relief flooding his expression. "I look forward to that." He said while awkwardly returning your smile.

That night, when you were sure that everyone in the Baratie was asleep, you opened the loose floorboard on the floors of your bedroom and grabbed the wooden box you kept hidden for a long time now. You opened the lid and began counting the Berry you saved for the past few months.

Tomorrow was the perfect day to leave.

You just can't stay here. Yes, you had a roof over your head, delicious food to eat everyday, and clean clothes to wear but you were so miserable. This wasn't the life you wanted. You wish to go out there, sing your heart out, and fall in love with someone who actually loves you back.

A knock on your door made you freeze. You held your breath as the person on the other side continued to knock a few more times. "You awake?"

Pain surged through your veins, your chest twisting in agony. Sanji.

"You didn't come down for dinner. I guess you're too tired, hmm?" He said, his muffled voice gentle, and the sound almost prompted you to stand up and open the door for him. But you dug your fingernails in your palms and resisted, because you can't just let this opportunity pass by.

You heard a brief clinking sound before Sanji spoke again, "Sweet dreams, ange."

Once his footsteps faded away, you cautiously moved towards your door and opened it as quietly as you can. There, on the floor, was a small plate with a slice of your favorite dessert: angel's food cake, topped with fresh cream and strawberries.

You bent down and saw a note beside the plate. And when you got to read the contents of the note, you burst into tears and sobs that wracked down your entire body.

Happy Birthday

— S.

You ate the cake with tears silently falling down your cheeks, and that was the first time you failed to leave Sanji Vinsmoke.

again, this is only a sneak peek of the actual fic, i'm currently halfway in completing it. please let me know if you want to read it, because i might publish it next week. if not, i'll just drown in sorrow and self-pity.

#opla #opla x reader #opla x y/n #one piece #one piece live action #opla sanji #one piece sanji #sanji #vinsmoke sanji #sanji live action #sanji x reader #sanji x you #sanji x y/n #opla sanji x reader #angst #one piece sanji x reader #ਏਓ ladadiida

[byullielle]

Kiss It Better // Kim Seungmin x Gn!Reader

Kiss it Better, Rihanna Y/N injures themselves and despite Seungmin's snide and teasing comments about their carelessness, he takes care of them, aiding their swift and fast recovery.

Tags: Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Physical Hurt/Comfort, Physical Injuries, Est. Relationship, Short and Sweet

a/n: this is me projecting because i got injured and now my leg is out of commission (⁠╥⁠﹏⁠╥⁠) i wanted this to be a chan fic but i figured why not show our dandy boy some love today.

A slight groan escapes your lips as Seungmin unknowingly presses on a sore spot, making you frown down at him while he pressed ice on your ankle. "Clumsy," he shakes his head with a smile on his face, clearly teasing you, "Y'see if you just waited for me,"

"I thought I could do it by myself!" you whine, head falling back against the leather of the couch, helpless to your situation as the throbbing pain on your leg leaves you unable to move, trusting Seungmin to properly wrap it up in order to not mindlessly injure it further.

"Well. Now that we're here, you are going to rest in bed until the pain subsides and completely disappears," he gently places a kiss on the bandaged area while you still keep the pout on your face. "Bu–But it's chore day today," you reason out, "Plus it isn't that bad! It only hurts a little,"

"Not gonna make it worse, now listen to me properly and behave, stay in bed and I'll do the chores," he holds his ground before pinching your nose, a sharp cry pulled from you. "And don't look so sad, I promise it's alright," he sighs before scooping you up into his arms, making you shriek and clamor for stabilization using his shoulders.

"Seungmin!"

"Hey!" he looks at you, a bit offended at the doubt in your voice while whisking you away into the bedroom, "You're welcome? I'm not as big as Changbin hyung but I can carry this much," he pouts before gently setting you down the mattress, making sure that your injury isn't pressing up against the wrong direction. "I- I'm still heavy," you sigh and lean back against the pillow while he fixes them up so that your spine wouldn't suffer through most of it.

"No you aren't," he disagrees before taking the foldable table tucked by the corner of your desk, placing it between your legs, and then placing your laptop on it, like a parent giving a toddler something to distract themselves with. He quietly works to get another pillow from the closet, gently lifting your injured leg up and placing it under.

"Ddaengie," you beckon towards him as he hums and sits beside you. You gently cradle his face in your hands, pressing a gentle kiss on his lips before smiling, "Thank you. But seriously I'm not bedridden,"

"That's going to hurt more," he sighs and presses a kiss on your forehead before standing up, "Just trust me and rest, please,"

You shrug and sigh, finally conceding as you grumble a small and reluctant 'fine'. He hums in contentment before leaving the room, "Text me if you need anything!"

"Will do!"

After a solid two hours of working on and watching stuff on your laptop, you manage to maneuver the table to the side before snuggling in the sheets. It made you sleepy and while Netflix ran, you dozed off on your show.

Seungmin calls you multiple times but the moment he enters the room, he chuckles fondly before quietly entering the room. Crawling into bed with you, he places your head on his lap and simply run his hands through your scalp in the gentlest and most soothing manner he could muster.

He adores the crease between your brows and little hums as you nap but he has to wake you up for lunch. Staring at you wouldn't get food in your stomach after all. He runs his finger through your nose, making it stay there as you scrunch it up before cracking your eyes open. Instead of the warmth your boyfriend gives you, you immediately feel pain shoot out from your leg. You yelp a bit and shoot up, nearly slamming foreheads against Seungmin before your clutch your leg, folding it seemingly such an impossible task. "Son of a bitch!" you curse before he quickly gets up and takes the muscle relaxant on standby by the nightstand before handing it to you. "See," he quietly says, "Drink that first, I'll just go get you lunch,"

You grunt non-committally, twisting the cap of the water bottle off before swallowing the pill down and washing it off with water. He comes back a minute later, food tray in his hand before you help remove the laptop from the small table, setting the food down on it as he hands you chopsticks and a spoon.

It was simple. A bowl of rice, yangnyeom chicken, and a smaller bowl of kimchijiggae. Usually, you did the cooking but your heart swells with love upon seeing the simple yet meaningful lunch your busy boyfriend has made you. "Thank you,"

"I ate ahead of you already," he informs, moving down to the foot of the bed before hoisting the aching leg up his lap. "Tell me immediately if it hurts," he informs before pressing his fingers against your calf, far from the injured heel and ankle. The pressure was nice, not too strong nor light and it definitely did alleviate the pain that was bothering you upon waking up.

You start eating, taking the bowl of rice and scooping chopsticks full before taking a piece of boneless chicken. You slurp on the stew carefully, spices lingering deliciously on your tongue. He simply massages your legs throughout the entire duration of your meal, comfortable silence enveloping you both like a weighted blanket on a winter's day.

After your lunch, you neatly set your utensils aside before announcing you were done. Seungmin kisses your knee before taking the tray, "Wanna sleep more my love?" he asks, running a hand on your head comfortingly, strands of your hair sliding between his fingers. "I'll see, if I start feeling sleepy again," you mumble, closing your eyes against his minstrations. He chuckles and presses another kiss on your forehead.

"Really, thank you so much," you sincerely look up at him, a fond smile immediately playing on his lips, "Anything for you," he presses a kiss on your nose before you pout, "Why not on my lips?"

"And taste kimchi breath? Pass,"

You jokingly smack the side of his arm with a scandalized gasp, "We had the same lunch!"

#skz #skz scenarios #skz seungmin #stray kids seungmin #kim seungmin #seungmin #seungmin x reader #seungmin x you #seungmin x y/n #kim seungmin x reader #seungmin fluff #stray kids #stray kids fluff

[cottonundiestf]

Transformation Charm Game: justanotherdrone

The Temple Doors open and @justanotherdrone enters the domain of the Fates and the Charm Game begins! The Fates stir and magic fills the air…

[Style: Country Girl]

…and your clothes start to dissolve, reshaping themselves on your body. Your yoga pants and sneakers form together into some cute boots and your skater skirt creeps up, reforming into a worn-out pair of cut-off denim shorts that don't fully cover your ass.

Your top shrinks, the fabric creeping up to expose your belly until the buttondown is tied to snugly cradle your modest breasts.

You reach up over your head to feel the brim of a cowgirl hat and notice your arms have developed a nice tan befitting a girl who spends her time out in the country. The color covers everything but some clear tan lines left from a bikini you wore out by the lake.

This wasn't your style, you know, but at the same time, this IS your style. Now it always has been; deep down, you're always gonna be a country girl, from your clothes to your southern accent.

I blushed when I seen my clothes change, running over to a puddle of water to look at my skin. Seeing it darken, tanning, like the popular girls that I went to school with. The only pale skin on my chest, the tan lines, drawing attention to them, only moreso with my top. I reached up to them to try and undo the knot, to take the top off. I…I still had a bra on under this, didn't I? I…I didn't remember wearing one. All those days workin in the field, it was hard t'breathe, no real point n having one…

The magic makes the room feel like campfires and honeysuckles as energy swirls once more...

[Style: Forever Heels]

…this time focusing on one specific aspect of your wardrobe: your shoes. Boots compliment your new look nicely, but they're still too modest. Your perspective shifts as the heel of your shoes extends, lifting you five inches off the ground!

It isn't just your shoes, though; you feel the tingle in the arch of your foot. Intrinsically, you know; your feet are molded to the arch of a good high heel.

Retroactively and going forward, you feel increasing discomfort when flat-footed. Your natural standing position matches that of at least a four-inch heel. Even barefoot, you'll forever be walking on your tiptoes now.

But permaheels aren't ALL bad; they make your ass look great, after all. In fact, your butt gets a perky little boost so it can be properly shown off hanging out of those tiny shorts.

I felt my calves flex, as the heels grew. I'd also be lyin if I didn't reach round and grab a feel for myself, giving my rear a gentle squeeze. Hopefully I wouldn't trip but…so far there wasn't any downsides!!

The magic is glad to see you so curious, flaring back to life and following your lead…

[Thicc Thighs]

…seeping into your backside. You can feel the warmth radiating through your ass and thighs, like a cake being baked. And just like cake, as the heat grows, your thighs and backside start expanding outward, becoming dense and squishy with layer after layer of new flesh.

When you take a step, you feel the jiggle. Your thighs rub together as you walk, and the perky apple-shaped butt those heels gave you is now a full serving of wobblemeat. Given your love of tiny shorts and skimpy skirts, the lower half of your ass will probably be on permanent display going forward.

I reached back with both hands, squeezing and shaking it. It's be so much fun twerkin on a guy, maybe even getting him to fall in love. Sex would be wild. I could have a handsome husband to run the ranch with me. Course, I wouldn't stay in the house, I'd be pullin my own weight with the chores!

It's nice of this good old fashioned country girl to aspire to a nice domestic ranch life. But the magic swirls…

[Sexuality: Promiscuous Girl]

…and has other plans. This time it settles right between your legs, lighting a little fire in your core that grows quickly, building the heat in your body and spreading to your mind.

You're horny. Not just now, but always. Your cunt probably makes more decisions than you do, leading you to flirt, tease, and seduce anyone that strikes your fancy. Your motivation almost always boils down to getting someone to fill your needy holes.

This unfortunately overrides your ability to restrain yourself, which isn't great news for relationships. You can feel yourself remembering now; you try having relationships and finding that cowboy or girl to settle down with. But you just can't keep from fucking his friends, his cousins, or strangers from the honky-tonk.

You can't help that you put the ho in hoedown?

It just…always feels good!! And with my assets I can have anyone I want, boys, girls, daddy's helpers on the ranch. One day, my helpers. I'd pay em, but the best workers would get a special bonus at the end a the week for bein such a good boy…

Who could blame you, right? The magic was almost spent for the day, but there was enough left to rest like a mote on your tongue…

[Syllable Limit; 1]

robbing it of linguistic complexity. Oh, sorrt, that might sound complicated after the dice of fate roll

and your brain suffers a bit of a drain! Your mental word bank, accrued over decades, loses anything longer than a single syllable. If you try speaking a longer word, your tongue will trip over it, and if a sentence has too many words longer than one syllable, your ability to understand it will dwindle, leaving you with a dumb, confused expression.

It's safe to say you dropped out of high school. You gave up on studying, content for a simple farm girl life on the ranch, slutting it up at country bars ever night. But isn't this so much better than being smart and dealing with a service job, all without a certified country-fed dumptruck ass?

The magical voice of the Fates whispers in your ear, "How do you feel about your new life, cowgirl?"

I shud…shud…shiv…my new hot bod felt like fuzz, and I gave a nod to the weird n fun voice in my head. This felt ama…cool!! Hard to think but like, I can fuck men and wom…and girls, they can talk and think for me!!

Exactly! You have a wonderful life lined up for you now where you don't need complicated words.

Go forth, make do like a country girl, and enjoy riding cowgirl!

(But maybe be careful not to smother whoever you're riding in all that ass...)

End.

Shoutout to justanotherdrone for taking part in her own transformation and giving me the go-ahead to include her replies!

As always, I do these VERY occasionally in my Discord Server if you want to get a live sneak peek. (Fair warning, I'm still pretty behind on my wait list and have been known to go months between games.)

#transformation charm game #personality change #countryfication #ass expansion #libido change #syllable limit kink

[ask-gilbert-and-ludwig]

//Blows dust off this blog. Wow it's been a whole year, wack.

Gonna just jump into it. I don't think I'll be coming back to this blog.

I love this au very much and I have fond memories of this blog and making art to answer your asks. But for a long time it started to feel more like a chore. I was setting this impossible standard for myself to update all the time when I really didn't have the spoons for it and I had to send myself asks 9/10 times and I only got a few notes on any given post.

I agree that creators should create for themselves, but I also think fandom is taking creators for granted. You are consuming our content and keep demanding more, as if we're machines. We share our art for others to enjoy and talk to us about with, but from my end on this blog a lot of times it felt as if I was only giving.

I'm not saying all of you are like this of course. There were also so many of you I loved seeing in my notes every time I posted and made me feel happy. I loved all your questions, all your tags on my posts, all your redraws.

If you like a fan's creations, either art or writing or cosplay. Please, please let them know. Reblog their stuff, send them silly asks. I honestly think ask blogs aren't as popular anymore because so few people send asks. They don't even need to be lore related, anything is appreciated.

I don't think I'll be coming back to this blog but I don't think I'll stop ask blogging all together. Just not as frequently. I also will be keeping this blog up. I love it just as much as you and want it to be here forever. We all deserve to be able to look back I think.

If any of you have any questions about what my plans were for the future of this blog feel free to send them here or my main @paperuniverse

Thank you all so much for your love and support over the years. Gilbert and Ludwig will be in our hearts forever :)

#ooc post #hetalia #german bros #person who sent an ask in august 2023 just know that I am printing your ask off and framing it

[alyssaswrld999]

What's Got Your Panties In A Twist Sunshine?/ Daryl Dixon x Reader

Description: While on Hershels Farm Y/n is getting annoyed by Shane. He finally says something to far and Y/n gets into a fight. It all leads to a big thing for Daryl to take care of her.

Warning: Harming themselves, Depression, Violence

Y/n's POV:

Making it this far was a long process but it was worth it. Being here on this farm and having Hershel and his family help us out is a big thing I'm grateful for.

Hershel saved Carl's life and he's allowed us to stay here if we help out. I owe it to Hershel because I really feel like I need to do a lot of my share around here.

When I was younger around 13 or 14 years old I worked at a Horse ranch in the summer time so I'm well aware of taking care of horses. Hershel gave me the job to feed and water the horses and make sure they are ok. I didn't have a problem with it because it gave me something to do instead of being stuck with Shane complaining.

Me and Shane never have gotten along ever since I've been in the group. I arrived with Daryl and Merle at the start and Shane has always treated me like shit cause I knew the Dixons.

"Hey Hershel I'm going to check on the horses so if you need me I'll be in the stables" I said walking down the hallway to the front door. "Alright just be safe and come runnin if you need me" Hershel hollered back.

I smiled and make my way outside and down the porch steps. Today was a hot day so I was just wearing jean shorts, shoes, and a tank top. That's what happens when Georgia heat hits you hard.

As I finally make it down to the stables I seen Daryl down there looking at one of the horses. "Hey Daryl you okay?" I asked. Daryl looked over at me and he had his hand up to his mouth. He seemed lost in thought and very focused on something.

"I'm alright" Daryl said walking over to me. I nodded my head and I started to walk over to the horse he was standing in front of. "Wanna help me with the horses" I said. Daryl nodded his head and followed me so we can check the horses.

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We finally got done taking care of the horses and we both walk back to Hershels house. As we walk past I seen Shane staring at me and he seemed in a pissy mood.

"Oh look here seems Y/n loves the chores so much she's got a redneck helping her to. Must be part of her little fantasy ain't that right Y/n?" Shane hollered. I paused and looked over at Shane.

"What was that Walsh?" I said. Shane looked at me and got up from his seat. "You heard me girl you got dixon over here following you around like a puppy dog and your all for it aren't ya" Shane said.

I balled my fists and I looked at Shane with a death stare. "Why are you so focused on me Shane? Cause the last I checked you had your eyes somewhere else isn't that right?" I said. Shane already knew what I was talking about. He knows that I caught him and Lori in the woods and I haven't told Rick yet.

But then again why would I want to waist my breath on a douchebag like Shane Walsh? Besides that ain't my damn business to tell its Lori's, Ricks and Shane's.

"Your really gonna start with that" Shane said. I nodded my head and looked at him. "Don't start something you can't finish Shane" I said and then turned to walk away.

"Oh really? Well why don't you tell Daryl and everyone else what you did when we searched for Sophia? How bout you tell em how much of a coward you are?" Shane added.

I stopped and froze in place of what he said. After Sophia went missing I searched and searched and searched for her. It was my fault she got lost and I decided to punish myself for it. I starved myself, I hurt myself, I even couldn't sleep at night because of it. I just wasn't to quiet one night and Shane seen me.

I turned around and looked at Shane dead in the eyes. "Come on Y/n tell em" Shane said smiling. I walk towards him really fast and I take my fist and punch him across the jaw. His whole face turns to the side and he steps back.

He turns his face back and his lip was bleeding a little. "YOU BITCH" Shane yelled and then darted towards me. He punched me in the face and then pushed me on the ground.

Daryl finally grabbed him and got him off top of me and started punching Shane. Rick ran over to get them to stop fighting. I get up off the ground and make my way over to them. As Rick got them apart I snuck up behind Shane and knocked him out with my gun that I had with me.

Shane falls to the ground and I kick his side. "Who's the coward now bitch" I said walking away. I wiped my nose and it was bleeding but I didn't care at this moment. I make my way over to Daryls campsite and I fix up my face.

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Five minutes pass and I finally got my face cleaned up a lot more. I totally know I'm gonna have a black eye tommorow because of the damn punch I took.

But then again Daryl beat the hell out of Shane as well not even including the damn right hook I gave him across the jaw.

It's just I really need to get some more work done and just tend to this little campsite Daryls made. I decided to leave Daryls tent and start cleaning around the place.

Considering the fact Shane's gonna be more pissed at me its best if I stay with Daryl. Besides what's Shane gonna do since he got messed up.

"What are you doin" Daryl said. I didn't expect the archer and I jumped up and looked over to see Daryl. "Hey uh just cleanin up around the place. I hope ya don't mind" I said.

Daryl shook his head and chewed on his fingernail. "Nah I don't mind at all besides it keeps ya away from Shane" Daryl said. I nodded my head and smiled at him. "Yeah it does and besides I really don't need you gettin hurt either so" I said.

Daryl chuckled and walked over to me and sat down. "Let me help ya sunshine besides you kinda missed a spot" Daryl said. I laughed and nodded my head as I let Daryl clean me up.

"Whats got your panties in a twist sunshine?" Daryl asked. I looked at Daryl and smiled even bigger than I have.

"You Dixon" I said.

[travelling-on-the-octopath]

any headcanons / favorite things / silly ideas you have about dimivain? 👀👀 either romantic or platonic or everything in between, it's just always a delight to find a fellow connoisseur who loves these two trucks

[I'm gonna cite some cute little dialogues between them from Three Hopes, so tread gently if you're trying to go into the game absolutely blind.]

Okay these two make me deranged. Like as individuals they fucking rot my brain. Self-destruction in different genres; unwavering loyalty that's bone-deep; a view of themselves that's so damaged that there's no choice but to follow through on behaviours they think suit the worst they have to offer--and then they get SLAPPED TOGETHER and HOO BOY do they hurt!! Oh god the lads!! The dudes!! Agony!

I very much like to read romances that are devoted in nature. They're smitten, they're gone on each other, wrapped around each other like a braid of distinct colours; still their own entities, but woven together in a way that lets them both shine. These two? Oh boy. It's them. It's the dudes.

Because like. Hear me out here. Sylvain flat-out loves Dimitri. I take no criticism on this because there has always been evidence to that effect. And what's great about them is that it's just. Sort of always there? It's quiet but it's always there, showing in little ways the great way they care for each other. So allow me to compile a list of all my favourite dimivain moments.

Spoiler. It's all of them.

Dimitri before the Lions fuck off to tell Miklan to get good: "House Gautier is Sylvain's home. It would be nice of you to check on him as well."

Sylvain while everyone is trying to parse out Dimitri's breakdown: "I knew he'd been carrying the burden of that tragedy. I understand his thirst for revenge. His family and closest friends...all massacred right in front of him."

Dimitri feeling safe comfortable enough to say, "Will you never let that rest?! It was many years ago! Perhaps a good knock on the head will help you to finally forget about it..." and not have it be an outright threat/ruin the mood with Sylvain.

Sylvain being the one of Dimitri's only friends to use his name regularly (interchanged with "Your Highness")

And it's so goofy but like the fact that their dynamic shows in part in their support when Sylvain is all "Relax, Your Highness. Relax. I'll sort this whole thing out, real easy. [...] You just wait right there, and I'll fix everything."

and the VINDICATION i feel whenever I think about their Three Hopes interactions. Oh god. Spoilers are in tiny text

Sylvain, post-chores: "See, even I can be useful sometimes! I probably could've gotten away with doing less, actually ;)." Dimitri, post-chores: "I've never once doubted your utility, Sylvain :( Do not be so quick to belittle yourself."

Sylvain, in-battle: "That's our king! ;) Wherever you go, we'll be right there with you." (THIS ONE . . . HOO BOY IT FUCKED ME UP. I had to pause the battle and set down my damn controller.)

Also the sheer difference of Dimitri's Sylvain introductions between Hopes and Houses gljdflkgj like "He's a good person, even if he's a bit of a whore" and "he's a slut, and he's smarter than all of us combined. i would know" is just such a wild range for talking about someone for the first time that I'm forced to confront how well Dimitri really does know Sylvain.

Sylvain reminding Dimitri to stay calm when they march on Enbarr <//3

The AGONY of "Striking down the Empire is my offering to His Highness."

Everything about the Tailtean Plains to be honest. Like getting to Dimitri inherently means going through Sylvain first. Sylvain is a Gautier, at the end of the day, and he does it well; the crown doesn't walk into hell without a Gautier watching their back, picking off the threats that aren't close enough to be an immediate danger.

And, of course, my favourite: "I don't feel like I can just forget all the awful stuff he's done...But if His Highness is owning up to his past, and trying to move forward...I figure I can give him that chance. We've been friends since we were kids. I'm gonna be there for him all the way to the end." (i teared up reading through this on the datamine. they're fucking insane. i love them.)

I mentioned this in the tags of my recent post, but the dynamic between House Gautier and House Blaiddyd is an untapped gold mine, at LEAST as far back as Lambert (though that may be expanded upon with Three Hopes, if word on the street is to be believed). Gautier's responsibility is to protect and defend; Blaiddyd's duty is to bear a crown worth protecting. They're so tightly woven that it makes me dizzy. Sylvain, for all intents and purposes, is a defender. He's cited to have come in in clutch and saved his friends over and over again, and that combined with his complex relationship with his destiny as margrave/his destiny that's only as awful as he lets it be lends itself to a man that fights for one thing and one thing only: what he loves.

What's also wild is that like. Plonk them into any AU and it simply works. Tortured souls in the form of overly empathetic gentleman and self-deprecating clever manwhore is just so universal. Organized crime is a personal favourite of mine; I'm also partial to a sugar daddy AU. Absolute TRAVESTY that there seems to be only one fic per each of those AUs for these two. I will be rectifying this personally. Like they're so elegant in their own ways but they're so STUPID that I want to see them love the worst and best in each other.

These two have such intimate understandings of each other that jealousy is just. not a factor at all. Sylvain will make some dumb flirtatious comment and Dimitri will just wait patiently for a tender cheek kiss he knows is coming. An apology, an I love you, a thank you for not turning away at the hard-to-break habits. Sylvain reads books whenever Dimitri wakes them both with a particularly bad nightmare. Sometimes he'll read them aloud; others he'll be utterly silent so Dimitri can focus on things like their breathing and the wind.

It's less that they're little and big spoon and more . . . interwoven forks. There's never a night where they don't want to both hold and be held, so limbs are all over the place and faces are buried into whatever warmth they're closes to, but it's so good. It's so them.

Dimitri calls Sylvain beautiful--thanks him for trusting such careless hands with a heart so tender. Sings his praises and kisses him softly and fumbles the cheesy romantic stuff, but it's so much sweeter for it. Sylvain cries sometimes, but it's a good cry.

Sylvain does not leave Dimitri's side, even when his psychosis eats up the better part of his week, or the stress of trying to negotiate peace wears him down. Dimitri will try to bury himself into Sylvain's very soul, because that's always where he'll feel safest. Sometimes that manifests in sexual intimacy; sometimes it's just Dimitri pressing them together, head to toe. Their similar heights and builds are good for it.

Dimitri wears an eyepatch whose stitching is Gautier-teal. Sylvain accepts a gift from the blacksmiths specially employed by House Blaiddyd to craft weapons to withstand their strength; a promise that everything in Dimitri's power will be used to protect Sylvain as Sylvain's protected him. It's peacetime now, but a child of Faerghus knows a weapon better than most know the pen. It's a lovely gift regardless, and a little better than a dagger with the rising sun.

Byleth marries them, and the ceremony is limited to the Lions and whichever of the Academy's students/staff are free. Sylvain cracks jokes the whole way through, even when they both start crying, and Dimitri is so annoyed and so in love and when they tie together little ribbons of their regions' colours, cutting the newly woven rope in two to tie around their wrists, he whispers a quiet vow only for Sylvain's lips, his heart.

Once it becomes public knowledge that the Saviour King and his margrave are more than allies and friends, they decide to adopt a pair of siblings who were orphaned by the war. Neither really thinks themself incapable of being a good father, but they both have a fair deal of hangups over it. Sylvain knows he has to usher in peace, but teach their children when it's right to refuse to budge. Dimitri imparts to them the knowledge of both bodily and mental strength, all without forfeiting their heart.

Anyway. It's 4AM. I've been thinking about them for three hours. I'll probably wake up with more thoughts of them but this is all the dimivain word vomit I can manage in one go. Thank you so much for the ask though! I love thinking about them in any capacity.

#gangsters!dimivain . . . . #gangsters!LIONS actually . . . #Sylvain's so well-suited to it to #making any threats to the boss cower #mm yes delicious #fe #fe3h #fire emblem three houses #fire emblem warriors: three hopes spoilers #fewth spoilers #dimivain #sylvain jose gautier #dimitri alexandre blaiddyd #s responds #fe3h (the remix) #nugylienshyd

[godmakeme00000000lbs]

Trying to do everything one thing at a time.

I've had awful anxiety and i haven't been getting out of bed so i'm at least going on a walk every day this week. I haven't drank water for weeks ,apart from in my tea, so i'm going to have at least a litre everyday too. Next week i'm going to eat cleaner because even on days i haven't ate a lot it's still been junk and i can feel it. I'm tired all the time, my skin is bad, my teeth aren't as white as usual. I've also been on my phone way too much (#phoneaddiction) so I'm also going to start reading, playing with the baby (my cat), hopefully write, go outside more. My head feels so cluttered right now, i have so much on my mind i don't want to talk to anyone about anything because i just want to cry and sleep so i'm going to do my little tasks and chores and also make hygiene more of a priority. Unfortunately i am one of those people who stop taking care of themselves in the most simple, everyday ways whenever i start to feel even a little down. That's just not gonna cut it for me because i hate how i feel when i don't shower or brush my teeth and i also have braces so i literally can't not brush them (but apparently i can because last month was awful).

I just don't want to be depressed and embarrassed of myself anymore.

#depressed again #i love depression #anxitey #anxious as hell #i want to diiieeee #get it together

[tragicallyphosphorescent2]

Honestly as a Muslim I'm not sure how some Islamic social rules can be applied today in modern times especially under capitalism and the aftermath imperialism/colonialism.

Like sure back when there were no schools and stuff there wasn't much for women to do but house chores and even then it was understood when some women had to do work outside to earn a living. So how can anyone today prevent women from working outside and expect men to earn for the whole family?

Also like even if the man is very wealthy I've seen them sometimes tell wives "you don't need to work" but in this day and age how can anyone claim authority to prevent girls and women from studying and working while they themselves probably do haram work but that's justified cause "men gave to provide?

And the worst of all is men who allow women to work but take their money! That's like entirely un-Islamic! But they use the excuse of "I only allowed you to work so you can help" and feel like they are still somehow entitles as "man of the house" when they aren't cause if they were man of the house they'd be the sole providers!

Anyways not gonna lie the fact that the Islamic society fell into fitna the moment Muhammad died makes me severely question the idea that a Muslim society (let alone a nation) can function properly without abuse of religion.

[gumballavocadoharry]

Perfect life:

*Yn is Alice and Harry is Jack of course but I'll just say yn. There is smoking in here along with pregnancy but of course you all know that smoking is bad regardless but ESPECIALLY during pregnancy. But this was the 50s so people didn't know that.*

Yn had been having abdominal pains lately. Not bad ones, but enough to make her concerned. Jack was at work when yn started to feel nauseous. But she still went on for trying to be the perfect housewife and cleaned up the house starting with mopping the floor.

But that didn't last as she soon found herself running to the bathroom to throw up. Yn had been feeling this way for a couple weeks. No period, nauseous, tired, hungry and moody. She hadn't had a period in over 2 months so she just assumed her hormones were acting funny and that it would be back on track by the next month.

She didn't wanna tell Jack as she felt it would put more stress on him with his job and all. She barely finished her chores without throwing up again before she sat on the couch and relaxed a little. She rested before a knock at the door out any plans of relaxation on hold. She answered the door to her friend, Mary who had a bright smile on her face reflecting the sunny glows of the sun. "Hey yn, I just wanted to know if you wanted to have a smoke break?" Yn thought for a second before she accepted.

"So what's new with you?" Mary asked lighting both her's and yn's cigarettes. "Not much just typical housework....but there is something that's been on my mind." Mary turned to yn in curiosity pondering over her anticipation of yn's upcoming words.

"I hadn't a period in almost 3 months and I just feel so tired and I have all the symptoms of a period but no period." She said. Mary nodded before taking a puff of her cigarette. "Could it be possible that you're expecting?" Yn looked over at Mary slowly before looking down. "Maybe. But how can I be sure?" Mary shrugged. "They have frog testing but that's crazy expensive. I think you'll just have to wait and see for now. But keep me posted." She nodded before taking in another puff of her cigarette.

"I gotta go, those dishes aren't gonna wash themselves." Mary said before putting her cigarette out and waving goodbye from her house two doors down. Yn went back inside before putting her cigarette out and sitting back down on the couch. Yn played down to sleep but she just couldn't. "Expecting? A baby?" She pondered over and over again in her head. She always wanted a family and Jack was very family oriented. But still she wondered how he would take it if it was true.

Like Mary said it was expensive to get pregnancy testing done but she still wanted to go to the doctors just in case. To take her mind off things, she painted her nails and let them dry while watching some TV. Later that night, Jack came home with dinner waiting for him on the table. "Hey baby." He said pecking a quick kiss on yn's cheek. "Hey Jack, how was work?" She asked while ironing some clothes that she was finishing.

"Oh it was pretty good, no setbacks, no budget cuts so I think we're really moving ahead." He took a seat at the table with yn joining him. The pair ate the lovely dinner yn had made and then Jack went outside for a smoke break. Yn trying to decide whether to tell Jack what was going on or to wait. She ultimately decided the second choice. She got started on the dishes right and after a couple minutes, Jack came back inside.

"I'm gonna do some work in the den baby. Dinner was delicious." Jack placed a kiss on her neck before heading into his den. Yn finished up the dishes before she went to her and Jack's bedroom. She sat on the bed thinking of her next move involving finding out if she was pregnant or not. Yn decided to go to the doctors first thing tomorrow morning after Jack went to work. Yn's thoughts were interrupted when her husband entered their bedroom. He stripped off his tie and shirt and just leaving his boxers on for the night.

"Goodnight yn." He said kissing her lips. "Night." Yn had a hard time getting to sleep that night. The next morning she woke up and prepared breakfast. Jack came around tying his tie getting ready for work. "Smells good!" He said taking a seat. "It's an omelette." Yn laughed shifting glances between her husband and the stove. She served them both breakfast and yn asked Jack about his work.

He was busy working on this project with his coworkers and he seemed really excited about it too. Yn kissed her husband goodbye for work and almost immediately yn went to the phone and scheduled an appointment for the doctor's. She took a bus down there and sat in the waiting room filling out forms to be seen. "Yn Chambers?" A nurse called. Yn got up and followed the nurse to the exam room.

"The doctor will be with you shortly." The nurse said after taking yn's blood pressure, height and weight. She left the room when yn waited in the exam room with nothing but a paper gown on. A knock at the door startled her. "Yn?" Yn accepted the invite and the doctor came in through the door. It was a female doctor who had short curly blonde hair and greyish eyes. She was very friendly.

"What seems to be the trouble?" She asked. "Well... I've been having symptoms of a period but no period like bloating, sickness in the morning time only, hungry more than usual and tired with abdominal pains too but not severe pain." The doctor nodded listening to yn's complaints. She wrote something down on the clipboard she brought in with her and then she turned to nurse who was in the room assisting.

"Okay Mrs Chambers, I would like to test you for pregnancy if that's okay, your symptoms seem to be adding up to the common signs of pregnancy. We can do toad testing which is where we inject your urine into a frog and if the frog goes into heat then it's confirmed that you're pregnant. But I have to warn you it is costly."

Yn nodded. "How much?" "50 dollars." Yn thought about it. "Are there any other options?"

"You could come back in a couple months when you are in the advanced stages of pregnancy. By then we'll be able to tell. But if you want fast results, then the frog is the only way."

Yn told the doctor she'd think about it and come back when she and her husband made a decision. The doctor understood. She still did a checkup on yn and then she sent her on her way.

Yn took the bus back knowing that she would have to tell Jack sooner or later. She went home but decided she needed company and went over to Mary's house. "Hey yn what's going on with you?" Yn smiled. "Well I went to the doctors today and the doctor said that if I was to confirm my suspected pregnancy, then I would have to get toad testing which is super expensive or wait a couple months until I would be in the advanced pregnancy stages."

Mary nodded taking it all in. "Did you tell Jack yet?" Yn shook her head. "I'm thinking about it in case we decide he wants immediate results. But if I'm not pregnant and we spent all that money for nothing, well then that's another issue." Mary rubbed yn's back. "If you were pregnant, would you be happy?" Yn turned to her friend. "What do you mean?"

"Like....is a baby something you and Jack really want and if I'm getting too personal then just tell me to butt out okay?" Mary backed up. "No it's fine. But to answer your question.....yes. I do really want a baby. And Jack's talked about starting a family." Mary smiled. "I just want you both to be happy."

Yn appreciated the gesture. "Thanks. I wish you and Frank the best as well." Yn hugged Mary before leaving to her house. Later when Jack got back home, yn knew she had to speak to him. "Jack there's some.......we need to talk." Jack looked confused but still proceeded to sit on the couch to lend a listening ear.

"Jack.....I think I'm pregnant."

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"Come on yn you can do it! One more push!" The doctor said as yn was breathing hard and pushing with all her strength. Soon a cry could be heard throughout the room. "It's a healthy baby boy!" Yn smiled as tears of joy flew freely down her cheeks. The cleaned up her son before handing him to her and sending her husband in. "Oh my goodness! Yn is that?"

"Our son? Yep." She said fondling with her baby's fingers. Jack rubbed his forehead staring in awe at the beautiful baby that he was proud to call his own. "Do we have a name?" The nurse asked. Yn looked at Jack who spoke. "Roger Jack Chambers." The nurse smiled and wrote it down. Yn and Jack looked at each other with hopeful smiles and tired eyes.

They kissed each other passionately. It was hard to imagine that just a couple months ago, yn was hesitant to tell Jack about her pregnancy. But there was no doubt in this moment as the couple was more than happy to have a child.

For @heiditomlinson23 thanks for being patient!!!!!!

#jack chambers #harry styles imagine #harry styles #harry styles and yn #dont worry darling #harry and yn #perfect life

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Home | k.mg

pairing ➳ businessman!mingyu x female!reader

genre ➳ strangers to lovers, romance, slice of life, angst, fluff, gets spicy at the end

word count ➳ 5.6k (apx)

warnings ➳ cursing, reader is really indecisive, heavy makeout, implications of sexual activity.

synopsis ➳ an attractive stranger visits your cabin for a week with whom you quickly bond, developing some strong feelings in the process; leaving you to wonder if he's worth leaving everything behind.

A/N: henlooo~ I finally posted! This has been sitting in my drafts for a while but I didn't really feel like writing for a while, hence the delay. I hope y'all enjoy this piece and please don't forget to leave some feedback! It really motivates me :)

A cool gust of wind blew by as you finished typing your last column, leaving a soothing feeling behind as you exhaled loudly. It was hard to finish this piece of writing for some reason, maybe because you lacked inspiration or maybe because your life had been monotonous for a while or simply, a mix of both. Closing your laptop you stretch your hands and legs, feeling somewhat productive. Humming a tune, you looked out the window to see a Lamborghini come to a halt at the entrance.

It piqued your interest because it's not often that people riding Lamborghini come in this cabin so genuinely you're interested in the visitor. You shifted in your chair, waiting for the man to come upstairs to the reception and sure enough a tall- really tall man dressed in a neatly pressed suit appears into your view, briskly walking towards the reception where Chan stood to greet him. You could not get a good look at his face as he moved around quickly, grabbing his small carry on and heading towards his cabin after the formalities.

You watched his tall frame walking away as you got up from your seat and moved towards Chan.

"Who is he?"

"Kim Mingyu," Chan explained, resting his arms on the reception table." A millionaire, owns a lot of companies. No wonder he looked familiar."

"Oh, really? How long is he staying?"

"He has booked for five days. Said he might extend his stay."

"I see."

"Why are you so curious though?" Chan raised a brow at you, tilting his head to a side.

"Nothing." You shrugged. "He just has different vibes than the other people that come here you know?"

Chan hummed in agreement.

-

There was never much visitors during the rainy season which was both a blessing and a curse. Blessing because that meant the cabin was less hectic and curse because sometimes you are bound to get a bit too bored. You were helping yourself with a cup of tea to somewhat feel re-energised when your newest and the only guest for the week appeared from his cabin, padding through the corridor and stepping into the common kitchen area. You were taken aback for a moment before you composed yourself and smiled at your guest, "Good morning, Mr. Kim. May I help you with anything?"

"Mingyu, please," the tall male replied while scanning the kitchen area. "You're the owner right? What's the food arrangement here?"

"Well, our guests generally cook for themselves or order takeout. When there are many guests I sometimes do the cooking."

Nodding, he hummed before putting in a capsule in the cappuccino machine. You took a seat by the window, tea in your hand as you watched the male move around like he knew this place. Dressed in his pajamas and judging by the fluffy mess that his hair was you assumed he had a good night's sleep.

"I hope you had a pleasant night, Mr- Mingyu." You said to your guest who had whipped out a pan from the cupboard and was making omelette. "Yes, surprisingly so. Normally I have trouble falling asleep but I slept like a baby last night," he casually conversed as he prepared his breakfast.

You smiled, "Well, I'm glad to know that. If you need anything let my staffs or me know."

"Sure. Oh- I didn't get your name though." Mingyu turned to meet your eyes.

"___," you smiled.

"___, okay."

-

"This is gonna be a rainy week," Hoshi said from behind you as he stood holding a tub of fresh soil for the plants in the backyard of the cabin. You sat on your knees, eyeing the plants which needed their soil changed.

"Yeah? Well, good thing there isn't much guests now."

"I think there should be, I mean it's so pretty here during the rain too. People need to look at it themselves." Hoshi complained.

"Well, most people don't like going out in the rain. Pass me the soil, Hoshi. Let's get this finished before the shower starts."

Hoshi handed you the tub of soil as the sky above started growling, full of thick black clouds. It was gonna start raining soon.

Hoshi spoke, "Oh, Mr.Kim, Mingyu you know, asked me about the beach by the marketplace. Apparently he wants to visit so he asked me if I was free to show him around."

"And let me guess, you aren't?" You rolled your eyes.

Soonyoung pouted, "No! Well I would have given him a tour today if the weather wasn't so bad. And my friends are coming tomorrow, so I'll be busy then."

"Wait- you're friends are coming?" You turned, glaring at the boy who smiles sheepishly, "Oh! Um- I didn't tell you? Well they're only staying for a couple of days and it's not like they're staying for free."

"Well, make sure they clean after themselves okay? If I see them trashing all over the place like last time, I'm kicking you out with them." You gave him a pointed look.

"Okay okay," Hoshi rolled his eyes, puffing his cheeks. "Just- take the CEO out on a tour tomorrow for me okay? I haven't seen my friends in a long time."

"Alright, I will...if the weather is good which probably won't be." You sighed, gently removing the old soil.

Hoshi mused about Mingyu, "Bummer for him, he came in a wrong time. It's weird, no? We don't have such guests like him."

"Yeah," you hummed, focused on handling your roses.

-

Hoshi's friend, Seokmin and Seungkwan appeared early in the morning next day as you watched Hoshi vibrate from happiness when he hugged them. You smiled to yourself, laughing at at the antics of your staff as you saw him guide his friends into their cabin. The day was once again filled with dark clouds and raining which occurred every other hour. You and Chan cleaned up and completed some chores as the noon fell.

"Should I cook something up for them?" You wondered as Chan finished cleaning the common space of the first cabin.

"Nah, Seokmin hyung is cooking for them. He's a pretty good cook actually."

"Really? That's nice." You said pulling up a chair to sit down. "Are you gonna join them? Hoshi has been with his friends since they came."

"Yeah, probably. You should join us too."

"No, I think I'm gonna take a nap. I feel so tired."

"Alright."

You watched as Chan climbed down the stairs and stepped towards the second cabin where everyone else was. You were about to head to your room when the CEO, Mingyu appeared in the kitchen.

"Oh, hello."

"Hi."

"I haven't seen you since morning," you said watching as Mingyu poured himself a glass of water.

"Yeah, I woke up early today, went for a jog."

"Ah, I see."

"Couldn't go far though, the weather sucks you know." He said leaning against the kitchen top.

"Yeah. But I heard that it should get better from tomorrow. I could show you around if you want to. Hoshi, my staff, is going to busy for a while so I can guide you around."

"Really? That would be cool." Mingyu smiled. There was a small stretch of silence as you both listened to the rainfall before he spoke, "Have you had lunch?"

"Uh-no."

"Would you like to join me?" He asked "This is the longest time I've been alone and it feels a bit weird," he murmured more to himself than you.

"I mean- I don't mind," you shrugged. "Though I should be the one doing it."

"It's okay. People say I am a good cook," Mingyu smiled, his eyes crinkling.

"Well, I suppose it wouldn't hurt to see."

-

It was weird how comfortable you felt watching Mingyu being clumsy and bump into things as he prepared your meal. It felt like you've been doing this forever- like you've known him forever and you thought to yourself what was suddenly wrong with you. He made small talk as he cooked and it felt easy talking with him- almost impossible to believe that he was stranger. He was friendly and easy to get along with, definitely not a cold and grumpy businessman like you imagined him to be.

Mingyu grinned as he set down the food in front of you- chicken soup, rice and cheese omelette. His eyes twinkled excitedly as he watched you take a bite, waiting for you to say something.

"What are you? A part time chef or something?" You tried not to moan as you chewed because it was that good. Mingyu laughed- a sweet, shy laugh that had his canines showing and his eyes forming crescents. "Thank you. I learned from my mom. I like cooking for myself when I get the time which is not often," he smiled- almost sadly.

"Well, you can cook for me all you want as long as you're here because this is amazing!" You grinned at him, cheeks puffed with food.

Mingyu chuckled softly as he dug in and you both started eating. It felt nice, to talk to someone new and spend time with them, someone other than Chan or Hoshi. It was a nice change- a change you probably needed for a while.

"So...What brings you here?" You asked as you finished your food, setting down the spoon and leaning back into the chair. Mingyu who was still eating, looked at you with a perplexed expression so you spoke, "I mean...we don't generally have guests like you. And it's not even a good time to visit...so I was wondering what brought you here?"

"Guests like me? What does that mean?"

"I mean...rich, okay?" You fumbled, feeling awkward. Maybe you shouldn't have asked. "Like...there are fancier places to visit, you know..."

Mingyu smiled at your words for a moment before he deadpanned, "I'm running away."

"Running away?" You gasped, almost jumping from your seat, "From who? The cops?"

"It would have been better but no, my family," he said, his voice as serious as ever.

"Oh...I see," you fell quiet. It definitely wasn't the answer you expected. You both remained silent for a while as he started out the window, lost in thoughts. "It must have been really bad if you're hiding out here." You spoke softly.

"It has always been," he mumbled. "I just couldn't take it anymore, you know? I desperately needed a break," he spoke more to himself than you. Instead of prodding further, you sat quietly, watching him and listening to his words. Seeing him now, he definitely looks troubled and you didn't exactly have the words to console him.

So you whispered, "Well, I hope it gets better."

-

Later that night, you find Hoshi and his friends and Chan preparing for a bonfire in the front yard of the cabin.

"Wow, you all are really having fun, no?" You said as you fisted your hands in your pockets from the chilly weather. The air was colder than other nights and everyone including you had put on some warm clothes.

"You wanna join us?" Seokmin asked as he stacked logs on top of each other.

"Nah, it's fine. You four carry on," you patted his back as you started walking back towards the cabin and saw Chan and Hoshi coming out with some boxes in their hands.

"Hey! There are marshmallows in the kitchen cabinet if you want.... nevermind," you finished as you saw beer cans and soju bottles in their hands.

"We're gonna get drunk baby!" Soonyoung yelled, grinning like a fool.

"Hyung, you look drunk already," Chan gave him a side look as they trudged towards the bonfire.

Laughing at their antics you climbed the stairs to the kitchen, preparing some hot chocolate for yourself. Holding the mug on one hand you knocked on the door to Mingyu's room, checking up on him since you haven't seen him since lunch.

The door opened revealing Mingyu in a baggy shirt and pajamas, his hair fluffy and messy.

"Hey," you chriped. "Wanted to check up on you. You wanna join the others in the bonfire?"

"Nah, I'm good. I've been watching them from the balcony." He smiled, his pointy canines showing.

"Oh, I see."

"You wanna come in? I've been getting lonely." He offered, moving away from the door to make space for you.

"Uh- I don't mind," you murmured, surprised that he asked you to come in. You tentatively stepped in and it was fair to say that you were surprised to see the room neat and pristine as most guests kept their room messy.

He ushered you into the balcony, which had a great view of your yard and the forest behind. You saw others laughing loudly as Soonyoung acted something out. Mingyu's voice pulled you out of your thoughts.

"You didn't join them?"

"Nah, they can get too loud sometimes," you chuckled, taking a seat on the bench. You eyed an empty mug lying by, guessing that Mingyu already had his fill of hot chocolate.

Mingyu took a seat beside you, stretching his legs and sighing as he mused, "The view is great."

You hummed your agreement. It was indeed. Not only did you have the full view of your yard and the forest, but you could see a vast horizon of the night sky, some stars twinkling through the clouds.

"It's even more beautiful during summer. You can see so many stars that it feels unreal." You told him.

"Then I will try to visit again during summer," he smiled and you were not sure if he was serious or joking. However you replied with a smile, "You're always welcome."

A silence falls among you two after that but it's not uncomfortable, as you both watched the night grow and Soonyoung and his friends got louder.

"Things got really hard for me, you know," Mingyu started speaking, his voice soft as he stared at the mesh of trees ahead. You were somewhat surprised at his words, but you didn't interrupt, opting for him to continue.

"Running a million dollar company was never easy but...it suddenly was unbearable. My parents always interfered in my work and how I run the company but I managed through all of that, really...until..." Mingyu heaved a long sigh, abruptly stopping.

"Until?" You tentatively asked, peeking at him.

"They want me to get married. With the daughter of their business partner. A marriage of convenience, really."

Oh.

You fell silent, watching him as the moonlight dimly lit the side of his face. There wasn't enough light to see his face completely, but enough to see the curve of his face, his sharp jawline and the sad, lost look in his eyes. Your heart suddenly ached for him. Silently you patted his shoulder, conjuring up some words to console him.

"That's ...awful, really. I'm sorry."

"I've never been so mad in my whole life. Can't they just leave me alone? They treat me like a puppet, like my only job is to live for them. I'm so done. " He said, his hands forming fists.

There's a beat of silence as you quietly patted his back and watched your friends get wasted by the bonfire before he chuckled softly, "I'm sorry for dumping all these on you. I just couldn't hold them in you know-"

"It's really fine, Mingyu. I don't mind. It would be nice if I could actually help you," you sighed, retracting your hand.

"Trust me, you are," he said and you caught a smile on his face.

"I suppose you don't have a significant other? Someone you could talk to freely?"

He shook his head. "That is why I came here. Needed to get my thoughts together, away from them. Not to mention I don't remember the last time I went on a vacation."

"And have you got your thoughts together?"

"I think so, yeah." He shrugged.

"What are you gonna do?" You asked tilting your head.

"Stand strong in my ground, I guess. There's no way I'm marrying their business partner, I'd rather die. And if all else fails, I'm staying here. I'm sure you have some type of job for me, right?"

You laughed at his words, "Maybe. But I'm not sure about your skills, Mr. Kim."

"Oh I'm a fast learner, Miss ___."

You both grinned at each other.

That night when you went back to your room, your thoughts were plagued by Mingyu and you could swear you saw him in your dreams too.

-

The next morning is brighter and shinier; the sky relatively clear other than some light clouds. After getting dressed and checking up on Hoshi and Chan who were still sleeping, you trudged through the cabin and towards Mingyu's room, before knocking on it. A fully dressed Mingyu appeared, clad in a white polo and jeans, his hair styled messily. He looked effortlessly attractive, making your heart skipp a few beats.

Damn it, what was wrong with you?

"Hi," you almost missed a breath, your face flushed with warmth.

"Oh, hey. I was about to come to you. I believe you were to show me around." Mingyu grinned, his pointy canines showing.

"And that is what I'm here for, Mr. Kim."

"Great! Let's get going. We'll take my car."

-

After showing Mingyu around for a couple of hours, you both ended up at the beach by the marketplace, sitting on the sand next to each other. The weather was nice; not too hot, not too cold as a light breeze flew by occasionally. Though you could see some black clouds gathering above, it wasn't to rain until evening if the forecast was correct.

"This place is so pretty," Mingyu mused, making you smile.

"I know right. The weather is great too."

You both watched the waves crash to the shore, occasionally wetting your feet as you both relaxed on the sand. There was a silence, a comfortable one as you finished eating the corndog you bought from the market earlier with some groceries. As you finished the last bite, Mingyu turned to face you and asked, "Tell me about yourself."

"What?" A squeak of surprise escaped from you.

"I shared a lot about myself last night. It's only fair I get to know about you too."

"Well..." You pondered. "There isn't much to tell. I've a pretty dull life, unlike you."

Mingyu chuckled, shaking his head, "Does the cabin belong to your parents? Is it like a family business type of thing?"

"No, not really," you smiled softly. "My parents are dead. The cabin belonged to my grandfather."

"Oh- I'm sorry."

"No it's okay. They passed away in an accident when I was a kid so I don't remember them much." You spoke, watching the sea, "My grandparents raised me. Growing up I've spent a lot of time in the cabin and when my grandfather retired he handed the job to me."

"Are they alive? Your grandparents?" He asked tentatively.

You shook your head, "Grandpa passed away a couple years ago and it's been a few months since grandma did too."

"I'm sorry, you must've been lonely," Mingyu offered, his voice soft.

You shrugged, "Yeah, like I said, nothing interesting going on in my life."

Mingyu hummed noncommittally and there was a few moments of silence before he spoke again, "Was managing the cabin something you have always wanted to do?"

You were quiet for a while as you thought over the question, "No...not really. I've just kept doing the job I was handed to. I haven't really thought about what I want to do."

"Well...I think you should hire a manager in your place and maybe...I don't come to the city and make friends, see what calls for you."

"Yeah, I've thought about it. But I don't know really." You murmured.

"Well, give it some thought. I could help you find a manager. In fact, I could help promote and upgrade your cabin if you'd let me. It'll be a good investment."

You laughed softly, not taking his words too seriously. He was just a guest. He was probably just being nice.

A gust of strong wind flew by, ruining your hair as it poked into your eyes and you laughed when your eyes landed on Mingyu.

"What?"

His hair was sticking in different directions because of the wind and you shook your head with a smile as you reached to pat the hairs back into place. It happened naturally, before you could stop yourself. For a moment your eyes meet as you quickly retract your hand, face heated.

Something was definitely wrong with you.

Mingyu's gaze stayed at you for a while; you could feel his intense eyes on you and you thought maybe he didn't like you touching him. Before your thoughts ran more rampant, he spoke.

"___?"

"Y-yes?"

"Do you...Do you have a home?"

"Home?" You were confused.

"Yes, home. Not like a real house but like a... person. Someone who makes you feel at ease, someone with whom you can be yourself without judgements, someone who keeps you cozy and safe and loved...like a home."

Somewhat taken aback by his words, you fell silent but their depth hit you and you found yourself thinking about it. Do you have a home?

No. No, you don't.

You shook your head, murmuring, "No."

Mingyu nodded taking his eyes off you.

"What about you?" You asked.

"Me neither."

You smiled, "Figures. Because if you had someone you wouldn't have run here but went to them."

Mingyu smiled, a sad smile gracing his lips. It was a somewhat bitter truth, he hadn't found his home no matter how much he looked for it. Maybe that's what he was doing wrong, looking desperately.

"Let's get going. It has started to rain," Your voice dragged him out of his thoughts as he felt small drops of water fall on his face. You reached your hand out to him and he took it, standing up. As you both jogged towards Mingyu's car, your hands remained connected, no one bothering to let go.

-

That night you had dinner with Mingyu again but this time it was you who did the cooking. After enjoying dinner over small talk, Mingyu like the gentleman he is did the dishes as you poured some wine for the two of you.

Sitting on the small table in common space by the window, you both watched the clear sky that had appeared after the shower. You sipped your wine, watching the vast expanse of stars that blinked in the dark sky.

"I think I've to go back tomorrow," Mingyu suddenly whispered, his tone so low you almost thought you misheard him. A bolt out the blue, you looked at him.

"Tomorrow?"

"Mmhmm," he fiddled with the hem of his cardigan as he stared at the table. "I've got so many calls and messages from work. My company won't run on its on, I can be gone for only so long." He sighed.

You didn't offer any words, too shocked to know that he'd be gone tomorrow. What is this attachment you've developed towards him? Why did the thought of someone, almost a stranger going back to where he came from, where he belonged hurt you so much? You didn't know what to label your feelings but realizing that you'd probably never see him again was tugging at your heartstrings.

Should you ask him for his number and stay connected with him? Is there even a point in that? You both live miles away from each other. Or should just take his advice and follow him to the city? Would that even be a good idea? Are you just reading all this wrong?

You were so invested in your thoughts that you didn't realize Mingyu was calling you until he shook your shoulder.

"You okay, ___?"

"Huh? Yeah...it's just, the news is really sudden. I didn't... expect you'd return so soon." You mumbled.

Mingyu sighed, his shoulder dropping a little bit. "Trust me, if I could I'd stay here forever. But...I can't keep running. I need to face my parents, the sooner the better."

At a loss of what to say, you just nodded. Reaching for your drink you took a big gulp, trying to calm your nerves. It's okay, you can do this. He's just another one of your guests.

You stood up, taking the empty glass in your hand, "Well, I better leave you alone now. I'm sure you've got packing to do."

You almost turned away; until a strong hand gripped your wrist and pulled you back, making you stumble towards Mingyu's body.

"Don't. Stay for a while. I don't want you to leave." His voice was soft yet deep and it immediately broke your resolve as you set the glass down and looked into his eyes.

He didn't let go of your wrist; instead only wrapped his other hand around your waist, pulling you closer, leaving just a few inches between your faces. You didn't tell him to move neither did you make any effort to get away from him- you didn't want to. It felt good, comforting as he held you and looked at you almost like you were his whole world. His eyes had so much emotion swirling in them and you were sure yours looked the same too.

"___?" His voice was breathy and it set your heart aflame.

"Y-yes?"

"Can I...kiss you?"

You inhaled sharply as his hold on you got tighter. You couldn't process a reply, overwhelmed with emotion. So you just nodded and Mingyu leaned in, pressing his lips to yours.

It was soft at first, his lips just resting against yours, as if he was testing the waters. When you didn't resist but only pulled him closer, he started devouring you, his tongue prodding in your wet cavern. Moans espaced from you as you kept pulling at his hair almost grinding on him, desperate for more. He was the same, kissing you with so much passion and vigour like you were the last female standing.

You somehow managed to tug off his cardigan between the kiss and when you pulled apart for air, Mingyu panted, "Can we take this to the bedroom?"

His deep raspy voice spread liquid heat throughout your body and you had to stop yourself from pouncing on him.

"Yes please," you breathed. Mingyu stood up straight, his tall and built body intimidating you in the best ways possible, "Oh baby, you don't have to beg. I'll give you anything you want."

Once again your breath was trapped as he picked you up, his hand under your ass to support you. When he dropped you on his bed and took off his tee you realized you were in for a long night. In the back of your mind, you also realized that this would make it even harder to let him go.

-

Next morning you were the first one to wake up as the sun barely seeped through the blinds. If you had to guess it wasn't any more than six am. Mingyu's hand rested on your waist as he remained snuggled against your back. It was so comforting that you almost forgot your reality and went back to sleep, until you remembered what had happened last night. Before you could start overthinking and possibly had a breakdown right there, you ever so carefully removed his hand from your body and scrawled out of the bed, grabbing your shirt and quickly throwing it on. Then you tiptoped out of his room despite the ache between your legs and rushed straight towards yours.

Slamming the door shut, your sat down, head in your hands. You've to now prepare for saying goodbye. Right, you just need to act casual and not let him know that you might have developed feelings for him in the past week.

His words came back to you.

"Do you have a home?"

You didn't have one until now but the realization that you may have found it brought tears to your eyes.

-

You spent the next hours wallowing in your self pity, curled up in your bed too afraid to get out and face Mingyu. Soonyoung dropped by once, knocking at your door and asking if you want breakfast, which you declined. Time slowly ticked away and you watched as the clock struck eleven. You couldn't stay inside forever. You needed to bid Mingyu a goodbye- that is if he hadn't left already. But you were sure he didn't; he wouldn't just leave without any words.

Sighing, you gathered every last bit of your courage and stepped out of your room. Immediately you saw Mingyu coming out from the opposite end of the corridor, the carry-on he brought with him in his hand.

"Hey, where have you been?" He asked, his steps getting quicker to come and stand in front of you.

"Oh- um, I took and shower and then dozed off, sorry," you lied easily, not meeting his eyes.

There was a beat of silence as you both stood in front of each other and when your eyes finally met his, a blush spread across his face like wildfire. The air was heavy with unsaid words and you coughed, trying to get rid of the terrible awkwardness.

"So, you're leaving now?"

What a nice question.

Mingyu seemed to be lost in thoughts as he snapped back to reality and scratched the back of his head, "Oh yeah, right. It'll be a couple hours drive so the earlier I leave the better."

Nodding you motioned your hand towards the exit, "I'll see you out."

Mingyu seemed to have something to say but he pressed his lips in a thin line and started to climb down the stairs, you behind him. Soonyoung, who was standing at the entrance gave you a conspirational wiggle of his brows but said nothing as he watched you follow Mingyu out.

You observed as Mingyu loaded his bag in the trunk, peeking glances at you every other second. When he finished, you spoke, "Well...good luck. I hope you can overcome your problems."

"Thanks. It won't be easy and my dad will probably take away my shares of the company but...I'm done living like this."

You nodded, smiling softly as you crossed your arms against your chest. It suddenly felt cold.

You both gazed at each other, saying nothing even though you've so much to say, as if the silence would carry your unsaid words to him. You were torn- wanting to talk about last night but chickening out knowing it was probably just a fling, a one night stand for him.

"___..." Mingyu spoke but the words died on his tongue. Not trusting yourself to speak, you swallwed the ball of emotions and looked at him with a curious tilt of head.

"...I hope you find what you really want to do. And I hope you find your home too," he said, his words so soft and gentle. For some reason you had a feeling that those were not the words he wanted to say yet you forced a smile and nodded, "You too, Mingyu."

His eyes swirled with so my emotions but you didn't know what he was thinking. He looked pained, just like you but you were too afraid to speak your feelings, scared that you misread him.

When you spoke no more, Mingyu sighed and backstopped slowly, "Well... goodbye, then."

You managed to choke out the words, "Goodbye."

Your emotions overwhelmed you, tears stinging your eyes as you watched him enter his car. Why did it hurt so much? Why did it feel like your heart was being ripped right out of your chest?

His engine roared to life and your stomach sunk. Was this really the right thing to do? Should you just let him go like this?

You made a split second decision that moment, just as his car moved forward a little.

"Mingyu!" You called after him, immediately making him stop the car. He came out, almost in a hurry, an expectant look on his face as you ran towards him. Then you made another split second decision as you wrapped your arms around his tall frame and held tight.

"I like you, Mingyu. I really like you." You mumbled in his chest.

He didn't say anything back but you felt his arms wrapping around you tightly and you stood there in each others embrace for a while. It felt like time has stopped, the warmth and safety of his arms comforting you and making you realize how you would have regretted if you had let him go.

Mingyu pulled back to take a look at your face, his hand cupping your cheeks, his warm but intense eyes on you, shining with love and adoration.

"Say something," you whispered, still unsure.

He chuckled, a light-hearted, carefree sound that made your heart swoon. "I like you too, if it wasn't obvious after last night."

Elated, you pulled his face down and kissed his lips as you felt him grin and wrap his arms around you once again.

"I want to go with you...to the city," you murmured into his chest as he rested his chin on the top of your head.

You couldn't see it but you felt him smirk, "Good. Because I think I found my home."

Your heart couldn't become fuller as you grinned like a happy child.

"Me too."

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[still-a-morosexual-help]

3, 7, and 17 for the MC ask game? :>

+ the ones asked by @bisexualdumbass-world

So my MC is basically just general MC but with a backstory/more specific likes and dislikes

All my fics for unnamed gn! mc × mammon are based off my MC because their personalities are so similar & it's easier to write with a concrete figure in mind [ AO3 ]

If you know me by now, you know it's gonna get long as I explain things, add headcanons and the reasons behind them, add links to theories about the lore/world building/general mc & add links to any fic of mine that's relevant

This became a semi masterpost for all my posts dissecting + discussing general MC × Mammon's relationship & for 14 of my fics :))

Also asks are temporarily open again because I got lonely

And for context (& because I can't draw people):

[picrew link]

My theorised OM! time frame -> 3 years from S1 to S4 & why

1. How does your MC react to being summoned to the Devildom?

In this theory , I said that at some point in history the existence of the other two realms was an open secret to (at least some) humans but with the war, the rebellion & them practically shutting themselves up it became myth & then transformed into religion

Under this theory, a lot more humans would have been raised hearing stories/myths/folklore of the other realms. The interpretation of the realms and their residents may vary between people but the core is the same.

Eliza's mother (like general MC's mother was supposed to be) was a painter & a descendent of Lilith, who despite not being religious was very interested in the stories and so painted scenes from them.

Eliza didn't spend long with their mother (theory)* but the stories featured heavily in what little time they had together so they grew up seeing angels/demons in the same way most people see sentient/intelligent aliens.

aka:

You don't put much thought into it in your daily life, you're completely fine with never seeing one/confirming they're real, if someone asks if you believe in them you shrug & say "who knows" while 75% of you believes they probably aren't real. If confronted with hard evidence of their existence you'd probably be more shocked about seeing them/meeting them than the fact that they're real

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In OM! at the very beginning it also says that MC signed up for an exchange program I believe? As in they weren't just randomly kidnapped. They were given the opportunity, they signed up and instead of going to where ever in the human world they were supposed to go they ended up in a mythical realm

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More than being shocked that they were kidnapped by monsters under the bed, they were shocked that the cultural exchange program they signed up for was with aliens

So they adapted to it a lot quicker than they should've though a part of them still believed they were dreaming until they hurt their wrist when Levi tried to kill them

*this is mostly to explain why general MC doesn't seem to have a family, why they're so ready to leave the human world & join the brothers' family, why there's never a mention of more descendents of Lilith which rightfully the brothers would be interested in

Ik there's no mention about others because this is MC's story and they also needed to make MC more customizable for the players but since my MC is general MC I needed a solid reason for it

3. How does your MC feel about Cerberus and Henry?

They adore Henry 2.0 and make a point of asking Levi how he's doing every once in a while (mc asking Levi how Henry 2.0 is doing is actually canon and adorable!!)

They absolutely whipped their phone out to take pictures of both Henry 1.0 & Cerberus while they were being chased/attacked by them.

By this point of the game, as long as they're not sneaking into the labyrinth, Cerberus has come to accept them as just another member of the household and (like general MC) their rotation of chores now includes grooming/walking Cerberus.

They've got a lot of pictures of him taken by their professional camera and they have an entry on him in their "journal"/ the book they're putting together about the animal life of all three worlds

They're still trying to convince Barbatos to let them go to the dungeons in the Demon King's Castle to take pictures of Henry 1.0

4. How would your MC react to the brothers almost killing them and/or hurting them?

They don't even register Mammon's threats and have no problem snapping back at him from the beginning*¹

When Levi & Beel try they're in a dazed numb shock and they remain quiet till (in Levi's case) Mammon brings out the line about 'dying next time they're in trouble instead of letting anyone else save them' and the line itself and the entire situation is so ridiculous that they end up laughing (somewhat hysterically) as everything catches up with them.

In Beel's case they're shocked out of it when Mammon blames them for eating Beel's custard and they immediately start scrambling to defend themself to Lucifer, while also throwing Mammon under the bus.

When Lucifer tries to kill them the first time, they hardly remember any of it but they're silent and contemplative afterwards.*² They try not to dwell on any of the times and they push themself to keep looking forward

Asmo's & Satan's ones put them off the most because they were both the ones who were initially nicest to them without needing to build any deeper friendships/connections. Asmo & Satan's threats were graphic and sounded like promises more than threats. They tiptoed around the two of them after that and found comfort in the pacts because it meant they had a way to defend themself. Satan apologising meant that they relaxed around him quicker than they relaxed around Asmo.

They usually dismissed Lucifer's threats, pretending that if they didn't believe them or sneered back at him/laughed them off, it'll mean Lucifer wasn't serious. Though I did end up writing a whole fic about the time Lucifer hurt their wrist*³

They were angry when Lucifer tried to hurt them the second time. They were betrayed and livid but things happened so fast afterwards it got pushed back and the only resolution they had was when they got to punch him (in the shoulder/arm) after they reunited

They stayed away from Belphie/tried their best to interact with him only when the others were around. In the end their desperate need to reunite the family (because hell they went through this much BS they might as well see it to the end) won out in the end and they interacted with him more than they were comfortable with in order to do so. Remember Gisella who said you never forget the way you die? Their body hurts now - some days (most days) it's barely noticeable but on others they can't even make it outta bed. On these days, even after they're completely comfortable with Belphie and usually have no problem napping with him, they can't even look at him without flinching away.

After nearly getting killed so many times and then actually dying and being brought back to life, what little self preservation they had completely disintegrated. They now have a tendency to make light of all the near death experiences and any future experience as well - as a way to cope? No! They're perfectly fine! :)))))

5. What would be your MC’s favorite class at RAD?

Devildom Zoology & Devildom History

7. What job would your MC like the most?

They technically are a wildlife photographer but are currently without a stable job

Photographer because of all those pictures on Devilgram where the LIs are staring at the camera with heart eyes but the photos itself looks like they were taken by a professional

Wildlife photographer because they need to be patient, cool & calm, adaptable, used to dealing with possibly dangerous animals etc and MC having a job where they need all those traits would explain how they got used to the chaos of the Devildom so easily

10. Where would your MC go to escape it all in the Devildom?

They'll usually take their camera and head out into the woods.

11. How would your MC react to going back to the human realm after spending a year at RAD? Would they try to go back to things being normal?

They try to put on a brave face when leaving, specially because they always knew this was coming but they're absolutely devastated and they feel stupid for it.

They don't have a family (unknown father, dead mother & no relations at all from her side) and have always moved around too much + worked too much to form any deep relationships (both platonic & romantic) and so they've never really found a place or people in the human world where they can come out of their shell/open up more (something that Lucifer notes in S2 is that MC is now more open about their emotions). Despite this they've always being fascinated by families & in the Devildom they felt like they finally found their place so having to leave and not knowing if they'd ever be back was heartbreaking

They tried to get back to normal but the world now seemed duller and they were, ironically, homesick*⁴ & counted the days till their once a week calls.

(Like general MC) They lose weight during their time in the human world.

Despite all the evidence that everything that happened was real there are days when they wonder if it was all a dream and:

I headcanon that Eliza's pact with Mammon is on their right palm for many reasons (the most prominent being that scratching your right palm means you're going to get money) but also:

After leaving the Devildom in S2 they move to a bigger apartment & get a roommate because they start getting luckier with money so they can afford it and after the loud chaos of the HoL they needed to hear someone else moving around their home*⁵

12. What would your MC write their paper on for the exchange program?

It'd mostly be a general paper covering all topics - from culture & food, to the people & RAD (they gloss over a lot of the "nearly dying" parts)

Additionally in their time in the Devildom they start photographing the animals + supernatural creatures they find there and then doing research on them. They get a thick old blank paged tome (the actual book from Satan, but with Solomon's magic so that they never run out of blank pages & so that only they can open it) where they make entries for each animal/creature with the research material they found & attached pictures.

13. How would your MC wear the RAD uniform?

They normally wear a similar uniform to the brothers. They start the day with everything neat & in place and end it with their tie tucked into a pocket, the jacket open, the shirt's first few buttons unbuttoned. When it's cold they'll have a light-material hoodie peeking out from under their shirt. Every once in a while, they'll wear a skirt with black leggings.

16. What sort of magic would your MC want to learn the most?

Summoning magic would obviously take precedence over everything else but (like general mc) they'd be able to easily pickup healing magic and they find it really useful as well

17. Would MC prefer Diavolo’s dances/balls or Asmo’s parties?

They don't have a preference and the answer could change depending on the day because it's fun to dress up for Diavolo's dances & to hang out with everyone else but they can be overly stuffy depending on who's there.

Asmo's parties are always fun but the later you stay the hornier they get and that can become uncomfortable

18. What is your MC’s relationship like with the brothers?

To make the story fit more with my characterizations, I work under the assumption that not all the characters are in love with Eliza. All of them have somewhat of a passing curiosity (you know when you suddenly see someone you've never liked in a romantic or sexual context do or say something and you suddenly get a flash of desire and wanting that's gone as quickly as it came? Eg: me at the tall dude sitting in the middle of the class and nodding along with my presentation while everyone else was focused on preparing for their own presentations. Nearly dropped down on one knee and pulled out a ring at that moment) - but that's it. None of the side characters have an actual crush on them (except Thirteen eventually). All the brothers had a small crush on them at one point or another but once they realise Eliza doesn't return their feelings it settles into the background - still present but not important (you know when you get a major crush on some person but nothing ever happens and now you're completely happy with their friendship but every once in a while your brain lets out a longing what if)

They're initially a bit in awe of Lucifer (a little bit attracted to him even though they'd gun-to-their-head deny it) until they have the "oh he's an asshole" realisation and then they're scared of him but also willing to put that aside to help Belphie because 1. They can't stand to see Beel sad. 2. The brothers clearly all adore each other but they have so many issues that are tearing them apart and Eliza who has always wanted a family is pissed by how they seem to be taking it for granted. 3. Lucifer was a dick and now they want to be petty and openly defy him. Once things get settled and they realise that "oh he's still an asshole but he's also an overworked, overprotective dad with ptsd" they become more open to the idea that Lucifer's not as bad under everything. They still go out their way to annoy him/defy him but when it comes down to it they'll always listen to what he says and follow his orders. They also tease him about the crush he has on them. They have weekly (sometimes daily) private meetings where they drink tea and Lucifer gets to finally open up and complain about everything.*⁶ Whenever he works late they make him coffee (the kind that bets bitter depending on how much the person making it loves the person they're giving it to). Eliza can fluctuate from being the only other adult in the room that Lucifer can depend on to giving him just as much hell as the rest of his brothers. They'd deny it but they preen whenever he's proud of them because more than anything they want him to accept them. Whenever Lucifer simps for Diavolo (which he does in canon) they always side eye him with the most smug look ever. Their entire relationship can be summed up by Eliza punching him (in the shoulder/arm) because he's being emotionally constipated and they were worried about him and then immediately hugging him tightly.

If you've read my Mammon x General MC posts you know exactly what this relationship is like:

Mammon being terrifying

Mammon & MC sharing a room

He canonically does not steal from them

Mc x Mammon & love languages

MC praising Mammon

MC being a simp p1

MC being a simp p2

Mammon being protective p1

Mammon being protective p2

Summary of their relationship throughout the seasons and how it's changed & the parallels that show that growth

MC & Mammon's crows

Being supportive of each other

Mc being possessive

Mammon's Self Esteem when MC is present

Mammon literally being created to be MC's best friend

Mammon vs Solomon

Mammon Vs the new characters

Mammon x mc 🔞

MC hearing about Mammon from the perspective of other demons

Mammon x MC & teasing p1

Mammon x MC & teasing p2

Why Mammon made the pact *⁷

Mammon x MC playlist (specifically "Stand by You - Rachel Platten" for Eliza × Mammon from Eliza's pov & "Family - Mother Mother" for Eliza's thoughts about the brothers)

Mammon & MC's business p1

Mammon & MC's business p2

Mammon being the original morosexual

Mammon x MC being Enemies to friends to lovers

Mammon - consent, apologising & prioritising where MC is concerned

Mammon x MC in S1 & S2

Overall, they're partners in crime/best friends who are stupidly in love with each other

And I think their relationship can be summarised as:

Being dumb best friends who are in love*⁸

MC being protective af P1*⁹

MC being protective af P2*¹⁰

Eliza is very indulgent of Levi and considers him a best friend as well. They're always up to binge watch anime with him, play games, go to cons, cosplay & sing karaoke. They take a heavy interest in whatever he's doing while also gently brushing away the crush he has on them. Though in my version, mostly to avoid hurting Levi, his crush is mostly superficial and becomes a "friendship crush" once they get close (yknow that one friend you have no romantic or sexual interest towards but you're a bit in awe of them & would also totally marry them no questions asked). Levi's the one who introduced Eliza to anime/manga/games and though they don't watch/play them on their own they're always more than happy to stay up the whole night doing so with Levi.

Satan & general MC have the most underrated friendship is2g. I have a half written post about how similar the two of them are which I'll post later and then add the link here but till then trust me, they are very similar - their situations more than their personality (though personality wise there are some similarities as well) and they tend to find comfort in each other because of that. Eliza can always depend on Satan whether it's with help finding research for a certain animal, helping with a spell they're supposed to learn, helping with work at RAD etc. He also feels comfortable about opening up about all his issues to them and he trusts their opinion more than anyone else's (remember in S3 when he looked at them to confirm who he was as a person?). They can also exist in comfortable silence around each other, both doing their own thing. Eliza is also a comfort and stabilising force for him when he's upset (literally just all their main interactions in S3. How they sat together and held hands in silence when he was upset in S3 was absolutely beautiful). They constantly recommend books to each other and have discussions about them.

They have a friendly indifference towards Asmo until he threatens them, makes a pact with them and then starts coming on to them strongly all in the same night and then they become wary of him and make sure to keep their distance. They do soothe things over once Asmo realises Eliza's just genuinely not interested in him and that he has an opportunity to make a friend without anything romantic or sexual involved, just someone who's not at all attracted to him in that way and while it does still annoy him, it also piques his interest. He can trust them to be upfront with him about anything without attraction clouding their judgement so he can actually get an unbiased, objective opinion from them about what actually looks the best on him. He still flirts with them but now it's just to see them fondly roll their eyes. He is a very heavy Mammon × MC shipper and is more than happy to play wingman (P1 & P2). He paints their nails and actually starts Eliza on self care routines and the occasional spa days. He's very clingy with them and once they become proper friends they don't mind having him hang off their arm or cuddle into their side.

They're very protective of Beel because they somehow see him as a little brother despite the fact that he could break them in two using just one hand. The whole reason they agreed to help Belphie was because they saw how upset Beel was about Belphie being gone. They always carry around snacks for him (like general MC) and though they would hate it if any of the others just randomly/spontaneously picked them up and carried them places they don't mind if it's Beel. They have however stolen a number of his t-shirts & jackets because they're huge and comfortable. They're always up for trying a new restaurant with him because, like Beel, they're not fussy about food and will try anything at least once. While they always make sure to buy food/bring him food if Beel texts them & asks, they also hold him accountable when he eats their labelled food. They always go to his matches and he usually manages to drag them to exercise together (MC is canonically able to kick open Levi's locked door and all that strength must come from somewhere). Like general MC; Eliza, Mammon, Levi & Beel hang out and get into trouble frequently & have weekly gaming nights. I can't find the post I made about it (but you can play the locked chapters of Lesson 4 to see what I'm talking about), Beel also "ships" Mammon × MC

Eliza initially doesn't trust Belphie and refuses to help him until they see how upset Beel is and agrees. They form a friendship while Belphie tells them stories about his brothers from inside the attic. After he kills them, they're much more wary of him, to the point that they feel uncomfortable standing close to him - though they push this all aside for the sake of everyone else. Even at the time of making the pact they are uncomfortable around him but making the pact and then hanging out with him & Beel starts soothing over their fears. Though going to the attic at all is painful for them at this point. Belphie isn't oblivious to any of this but tries his hardest not to let it affect him. (I have a fic based on this but it's not complete yet, when I finish it I'll post the link). After they become proper friends, they don't mind napping with him or even being in the attic with him alone, though they're less touchy-feely with him than they are with the others despite loving him as much as them and considering him family. On days that their body hurts a lot they avoid him and he knows how to recognise those days and retreat to the attic to sleep them away. After the pain has gone or reduced to its normal state (which can take 1-3 days) they always make sure to immediately seek him out so that they can nap together. They've also learnt to use him killing them against him. Eg: Belphie: refusing to do something that they really need his help with. Eliza: "Hey, remember that time you killed me :)". Belphie's also one of the brothers with a bigger/more persistent crush on them.

Overall, they're family.

And I have 2 mini fics that explore the relationships between all of them & MC:

MC and physical contact during pact formation*¹¹

Eliza and giving gifts during the brothers' birthdays*¹²

+ 1 fic of them all being a family with Lilith*¹³

19. What is your MC’s relationship like with the side-characters?

Luke is their son adjacent if that makes sense? He's not their son but he's close? Like a little cousin or a nephew. They're very indulgent of him and happily go along with whatever he says. The trips with Mammon & Luke to look for mythical/supernatural creatures becomes a thing.

They're much more quiet/subdued with Simeon than they're with any of the others because they hold the same sort of respect for him that is usually reserved for your grandfather. If Simeon liked Eliza romantically (which he doesn't in my version) he'd be grandfather-zoned and I think it doesn't get any worse than that

They're the least close with Barbatos and are somewhat intimidated by him and so are much more reserved when interacting one on one with him. They do taste test human (& Devildom) teas for him pretty frequently though (like general mc)

So canonically MC is probably the first person to see Diavolo instead of Lord Diavolo and yeah. Lucifer & Barbatos are still obviously Diavolo's closest friends but Eliza becomes his go to for more emotional problems/rants. He's going to gush about the exact colour of Lucifer's eyes for 57 minutes and Eliza is going to think "damn maybe there are perks to being homophobic :/" but they're going to (painfully) listen till he's run out of steam, because who else can he tell any of this to? And then they're going to suggest he actually tell Lucifer that he has beautiful eyes because if they get together hopefully this will stop (if they get together it will only get worse). Diavolo does tell Lucifer, but it completely flies over his head because he's oblivious like that and "haha it's just Diavolo being Diavolo". Eliza considers throttling him. Diavolo can also trust them to be painfully blunt and give their honest opinion when he makes suggestions about any new ideas/parties.

They have a lot of respect for Solomon but they also think he's batshit crazy so while they're willing to help him out whenever, they're always wary about what exactly that will entail. They do work very hard though because, while naturally being hardworker, they also want to live up to his (non-existent) expectations (seriously mc could breathe and solomon would be proud). He's also their go to when they want to complain about the brothers (as much as they love them). Because they're so curious (nosy) they do get frustrated by how much they still don't know about Solomon and how he evades the questions when they just straight up ask him.

Bonus:

They completely indulge Number 2 in his need to terrorise Mammon and happily play the part of Number 2's other parent*¹⁴ despite knowing that this is a full grown man who's much older than them. That being said they're not above threatening him with bodily harm when he pushes them right to the edge (which is true for all their relationships with the brothers and which is true for general MC as well)

Remember these seven little assholes? Eliza absolutely considers them their weird ass adopted kids. (Valago & MC) (what I think they look like with the help of the above picrew)

20. What is your MC’s relationship like with Raphael, Mephistopheles, and Thirteen?

Raphael starts his intro by more or less telling MC that they've heard bad things about each other and this holds true for Eliza as well. After everything they've gone through in the last 3 years, Eliza is somewhat protective of the brothers so their guard is up around Raphael. They have no real reason to pick a fight with him but they also tend to go out of their way to antagonise/tease him. Despite this they really are trying their best to be more civil because Lucifer asked them to + they want to mend the bridges between the three worlds as fast as possible. Despite their reluctance, because of how adaptable they (and general mc) are, they end up working fairly well with him

Eliza can be oblivious (and I think it's hilarious) so it takes them a while to realise who Thirteen is. As in when Thirteen accuses them of breaking into her house they're genuinely like ??????????? They go with the flow when Thirteen's pissed at them but they are genuinely confused about who exactly Thirteen is and why she's upset until some time later. They're also curious about her and her way of talking sometimes reminds them of Mammon. Thirteen's own extremely fiery personality makes Eliza take on the role of calming her down, even if that means drawing the attention towards themself. When Thirteen eventually gets a crush on them it's going to take them the longest time to realise it/believe what the others are telling them. Unfortunately for Thirteen (and me cause: Thirteen🥺❤) they get a lot of "little sister" vibes from her and treat her accordingly (did I somewhat unconsciously decide this to stop myself from jumping ship to Thirteen despite leaving Mammon being clearly against Eliza's personality? Maybe.)

Up to this point they're mostly indifferent towards Mephisto or at most annoyed that after everything he still wants to oppose their place in the Devildom. Also no matter how much fun they have with getting on Lucifer's nerves they're protective of him when someone outside of the family & their close friends do so. After getting to know him better they become his go to place when he wants to rant about something and they willingly listen even if they occasionally (somewhat fondly) roll their eyes and wonder how they ended up here.

**Despite being everyone's therapist + problem solver, Eliza tends to keep their own worries, problems, doubts, anxieties & hurt to themself until someone notices and forces it out of them and this is probably because they've been independent/self-sufficient almost their entire life. (This is something general MC also does either on purpose or accidentally as seen in the "snowed in" event)**

*¹ Perspectives (unnamed gn! mc × mammon)

Lucifer watches as years pass and everything changes.

*² Hook, Line and- (unnamed gn! mc × mammon)

Five times Mammon used a bad pick-up line to try stealing the exchange student's wallet and three times he didn't.

*³ Warm Nooks and Such Things (unnamed gn!mc × mammon)

They were hurt.

They were lonely.

They were tired.

What they wanted, what they truly wanted, was a nap. Obviously they hadn't taken a certain demon into consideration.

*⁴ Interlude (unnamed gn! mc × mammon)

They try to suppress it. The ever looming shadow of their homesickness. His presence helps.

Also there's a spider.

*⁵ From the Other Side (unnamed gn! mc × mammon)

Mammon and his human watch movies for Halloween and Mammon wonders what exactly is wrong with humans.

*⁶ The Thing About (Demon) Families (implied unnamed gn! mc × mammon)

In which Lucifer reflects on one of his six annoying baby brothers while a human not-so-silently judges him.

a.k.a. the one where Lucifer is trying his best to be a good big brother but in all honesty he probably needs therapy (they all do)

*⁷ Familiar Strangers (unnamed gn mc × mammon)

Mammon gets a little more time with the strange angel his little brothers picked up and picks up a few things of his own.

*⁸ The 5 Step Plan to Scamming an Angel (unnamed gn! mc × mammon)

They place their bet. Five steps. That's all it'll take to utterly and thoroughly neutralize the Devildom's second most powerful demon.

*⁹ Certified Idiots™ (unnamed gn! mc × mammon)

Someone had hurt their First Man and they'd walk through hell to make things right.

*¹⁰ A+ Pillow Talk (unnamed gn! mc × mammon)

He was lying to them. It's what he has always been doing. And they deserved more. They deserved so much more. He owed them so much more. And for once this was a debt he wanted to repay.

a.ka.

That one post-coital breakdown we've all definitely had

*¹¹ Physical Contact (implied unnamed gn! mc × mammon)

Physical Contact made during the Pact formation for all 7 brothers

*¹² Demonic Celebrations (my mc x mammon)

Six minfics where the human exchange student celebrates the brothers' birthdays

*¹³ Speaking to Myself (very lightly implied unnamed gn! mc x mammon but mostly just the brothers grieving Lilith)

He missed her more deeply than was comprehensible but he would always remain eternally grateful for the human sleeping curled up in their room.

*¹⁴ A Whole New World (unnamed gn! mc x mammon)

Mammon was way too old to be discovering new kinks but the human has always had an odd effect on him

Related:

Facts about General MC

MC's Magic

MC being questionably human

MC's Flaws and why they're not a "Mary Sue"

My MC in more Detail

MC Ask Meme

#asks #obey me #obey me shall we date #shall we date? obey me! #obey me! #swd obey me #obey me mammon #obey me lucifer #obey me levi #obey me leviathan #obey me beel #obey me beelzebub #obey me satan #obey me asmo #obey me asmodeus #obey me belphie #obey me belphegor #obey me mc #obey me oc #obey me luke #obey me simeon #obey me solomon #obey me diavolo #obey me barbatos #obey me raphael #obey me mephistopheles #obey me thirteen #mammon x mc #mammon x oc #mammon x reader

[silver-the-pendejo]

Prologue

The Hivemind server was as calm as it could be in a normal day, Ko simping for Pepsiman and writing codes in another language, Candy, Shauti, Raijin, Cuckie, Chill, Cosmo, Bean, Bestie and Li vibing on VC,Nilo drawing, Puddle being Puddle, Fruit and Honey appearing and disappearing on random times, Padoru sleeping when the chaos is happening, Cloud writing and being Cloud and Rosie and Silver making angst and dark ideas their whole personalities, all of them in their own houses resting or doing chores.

The feeling that something was wrong start lightly, waking Padoru from their sleep, and making them look around their room, it then passed to Rosie, who stopped writing their Yandere Sky ideas for Candy, Li stop adding music to the playlist for VC, Cuckie stop sending Warriors slander to the chat, the  feeling then transform in the feeling of to something pulling their chest, and then all went black for the people that was active in the server in that moment.

The 18 discord members appear in the sky, but not in Skyloft, because the server people are not lucky enough, more like in Wild’s era, but because the server is more occupied falling, they didn’t notice it at first, until they felt the air around them.

“WHAT THE!!!!”

“WUUAUHAHUHAUHAUUAHU!!” 

“BESTIE WHAT??!!!” 

“VALIMOS CHETO, AHÍ TE VOY SAN PEDROOO” 

“SILVER CALLATE NO VAMOS A MORIR” 

“WHY ARE WE SCREAMING!!” 

“I WAS NOT SUPPOSED TO BE A MAIN CHARACTER!!"” 

“I BELIEVE I CAN FLY  BUT I AIN'T GOT WINGS!” 

“............” 

“BOYAAAAAHHHHHHH” 

“YEEEEEHAWWWWW” 

“THIS IS WHY YOU DON’T SLEEEP EARLY!!!!” 

“THIS IS WARRIOR’S FAULT” 

“I'M TOO YOUNG FOR THIS” 

“GOOD JOB HONEY YA JINXED YOURSELF” 

“I'M NOT SUPPOSED TO BE OUT, WHY IM OUT?!??” 

“MEEEAAAAATTTTT!!!!

For the misfortune of our dear discord server they end up getting dropped in Akkala South Lake, and because  Hylia hates most of them, they also end 20 meters away from the waterfall, as the current pulls them closer and closer to the edge.

"I'm gonna die." Bestie tried their best to keep their head above water but it was difficult with the current so strong so they pulled themselves closer to Bean and began using them as a lifesaver.

 "I think Shaunti fainted you guys." Fruit was helping however as a fetus, they almost drowned.

"My dog paddle will not save me from this." Cosmo actually ended up underwater before  Candy came to their aid and tried to help them keep themselves from going under water.

All of this didn't work because they still went under water. Meanwhile, the Chain saw a group of 18 people trying not to get closer to the waterfall, some more than surprised than others, like Time and Twilight, who were both aware of it as Twilight told Time about his memories from the past (future) that would happen if they don't work together. 

"So, are we going to help the strangers that fell from the sky?" Legend was trying to find a logical explanation to the fact a portal had opened in the sky and a group of people fell from it into the water.

"I think so, yes, except for those two, they're already safe." Warriors pointed towards a shore that was close to the group, where two of the members were already taking a rest, the two having black hair but one was larger than the other and the other one was going between being awake and asleep.

"Well, better go help them and their friends before they die." Time said, he and the group walked in their direction and when they were close enough, they heard the two on the shore talking.

"Rosie don't dieee, who will help me sacrifice Ko and Li if you aren't there?" The chain stopped (minus Twilight and Time) the moment they heard that.

“Did they say sacrifice?” Silver lifted their head and stopped shaking rosie when they heard someone talking, and tried to look intimidating.

“Un paso más y les parto la madre ustedes pedazos de choto” Legend looks at them like they were an insect and passes by them to help the drowning people.

“It's fine we are here to help you” Time speaks, meanwhile Twilight got closer to the water looking for Shaunti, who at this point were almost dragging Fruit at the bottom of the lake with their weight.

—-----—--------------------------------

“Ok so you're telling me that each of you were in their own house, but then have a feeling, everything went blank and then found yourselfs falling from the sky?” Legend looks at the one that was supposed to be the older person of the group, Candy, that was the one to explain this.

"I know that sounds hard to believe but it's true. You saw us fall from the fucking sky did you not?" Candy looked at Legend and Time, because they were the ones to ask her the questions.

Legend just rolled his eyes and lokke over where the rest of the outlanders group and the chain was, each of them in their own little groups and doing things.

Twilight for some reason was fussing over the girl called Shaunti, helping them dry themselves and he put his Wolf pelt over them, thinking that would make Legend surprised, since it was so precious to him.

One of them, Fruit,if he was right, was drying themselves and shaking like a dog, trying to be calm, and sticking themselves to Cloud, other of the outlanders group,  who was trying to find a logical explanation for what was happening.

A guy called Ko was for some reason, speaking with Warriors about something that he wasn’t hearing about.

Wild was making food with the help of someone called Raijin, or Rai, because he heard when another person of the group, Chill, he thinks they called themselves, was looking for them.

Wind was interacting with another person of the group, Honey, and asking questions, meanwhile another person of their group, Li was standing at their side, not doing anything.

Other persons of the group, Puddle, Cuckie and Cosmo, if he recalled, were together, the two first trying to wake up the latter, because they almost drowned.

Hyrule was helping two of them, Bestie and Bean, well mostly trying to help the one called Bestie, because they also almost drowned, meanwhile Bean was freaking out because they weren't waking up.

The rest of the chain was interacting with other two of the outlanders’ Nilo and Padoru, he wasn’t hearing what they were speaking about.

And finally, the one that screamed to them in another language, Silver, was with Rosie, the one that was debating between being awake or asleep. Right now Rosie was asleep, and Silver was just sitting at their side, waiting for them to wake up, they almost looked like a guardian dog.

This is going to be a long day, Legend think and return to his conversation with the Old man and the girl with pink eyes

#linked universe #linked universe au #linkeduniverse #lu twilight #lu warriors #lu sky #lu wind #lu legend #lu time #lu wild #lu four #lu hyrule #linked universe fic #Cloud's Hivemind #Chained Hivemind #lu first #The Yan Timeline

[minijenn]

Honestly, I think 80% who complain have personally never written a fic themselves. When you lose passion for something and you don't want to write about it anymore, forcing yourself to do so really, really sucks. It feels like a chore that you aren't getting anything out of. Writing takes time, and it's basically all wasted if you're not enjoying it. It's supposed to be a hobby ffs. Honestly, I like seeing you go wild with Keys. It gives me inspiration to pursue my own passion project(s).

Exactly! I was literally getting so stressed out over my need to write UF that it was honestly unhealthy. I'd feel guilty for working on Keys and having more fun writing Keys than I did with UF. Until I decided "you know what, fuck it, i'm not even getting paid to write any of this. From now on, I'm gonna write what I want instead of what other people want me to write" and honestly I've been very creatively empowered ever since.

[holdingforgeneralhugs]

Bitter Pill to Swallow

Chapter 3 (Ch.2, Ch.1)

Thank you again to the lovely @tvserie-s-world for letting me use her screencaps💕

"Curahee!"

Valarie grinned as she cheered along with her fellow paratroopers. Liebgott managed to slosh some of his drink onto her boots but she couldn't bring herself to get mad about it. After the thrill of completing the five qualifying jumps and managing not to vomit during any of them, Valerie and the rest of Easy felt like they were on top of the world.

She spotted Gene getting a drink at the bar and wandered over to him. He jumped when she clapped him on the shoulder, whacking her in the arm good naturedly for frightening him. Valerie grinned before turning to George who had just popped up with a drink for Gene.

"Hey Georgie, you got another one of those beers under there for me?" She asked.

"That depends," George responded cheekily, "you gonna tell me the magic word of the night?"

"The magic word of the night," Valerie teased, "is kiss my ass and gimme a beer Luz."

George smirked and reached under the counter, pulling out a full glass and planting it firmly on the counter in front of her. He got a mischievous twinkle in his eye then and reached under to grab a glass for himself.

"Now in response to your cheek," stated Luz, in a scarily accurate impersonation of Sink, "I'll have to challenge you to a contest. Whoever downs their drink the quickest gets a full pack of lucky strikes."

"Well how could I back down from a challenge like that," smirked Valerie. "You wanna get in on the fun Gene?" She asked, laughing when Gene vehemently shook his head.

"Oh no, I'm quite happy to drink my beer and watch you two act the fool," he retorted, sipping his drink and leaning against the counter. George and Valerie shared a look, and with a nod they raced to down their drinks. Clearly they'd drawn a crowd, because she could hear the guys shouting out a countdown around her. With a gasp she slammed her glass on the counter, and cried out in dismay when she realised George had just beat her.

"C'mon Val, hand em over," he teased, holding out his hand and fluttering his fingers. She grumbled something about him obviously cheating before pressing her precious box of lucky strikes into his palm. He opened them gleefully and plucked one out for himself before holding out the box to her.

"Aw c'mon Val, you didn't think I'd take em and not offer you one as a peace offering did ya?"

She rolled her eyes but took one gratefully, nodding her thanks to him when he lit it for her. He placed another drink on the counter for her and she took a sip, content to enjoy this glass.

Toye and the mortar gang had decided to stick around at the bar, and she laughed with them as they challenged each other to drinking games. She almost choked on her drink when Skip spilled beer all down his shirt in his eagerness to beat Penk, who was surprisingly good at downing drinks.

"Hate to interrupt your fun fellas, but I was wondering if I could have a word with Lieutenant Landry."

She went stiff in her seat, cigarette in hand suspended right in front of her lips. She glanced to her right and met Gene's eyes, and he was giving her a very pointed look. She glared back at him before turning around and facing her fellow Lieutenant. He gestured towards a quieter corner and she nodded, following him without a word. She smoked her cigarette harshly, wondering what he could possibly want with her tonight of all nights.

"So," he started cautiously, "The batallion officers are drinking in another room to let the enlisted men enjoy themselves here. Nix, Welsh and I were wondering if you'd like to join us?"

She stared back at him sceptically. Outside of the necessary consultations on exercises they hadn't spoken since their argument, and she wasn't quite sure what to say now that he was.

He could sense her hesitation and sighed softly. "Look Landry, I know we haven't exactly gotten off on the right foot but we're celebrating tonight, so how about we put all that aside and enjoy a well deserved night off?"

She contemplated that for a moment, but she agreed that a night off was well deserved, and the men would probably have more fun without any officers breathing down their necks.

"Alright then," she sighed, "lead the way."

He seemed almost surprised that she'd agreed so easily, but he recovered quickly and led her out of the room and down the hall to a smaller room.

"Hell Landry, what a delightful surprise," grinned Lewis when he spotted her walking in behind his friend. He was standing behind the bar and pouring a very generous helping of VAT 69 for himself.

"Don't get used to it Nixon," she shot back.

"Oh don't worry," he replied nonchalantly as she took a seat at the bar, "we're all very aware that you prefer the enlisted men to us 'stuffy' officers."

Ah, so he'd overheard her talking to Bill that day he'd asked her why she was hardly ever with the other officers. "Yeah well, ain't my fault you all wouldn't know fun if it slapped ya," she retorted. Lewis and Harry exchanged a glanced and then burst out laughing.

"You know what Landry," Lewis chuckled, "you're not half bad. What's your poison then? Or are you on the soda water with Dick here?"

"Why am I not surprised Saint Winters doesn't drink?" She snarked, rolling her eyes, "I'll have some of that VAT 69 if you please."

He looked sideways to Dick at her comment, and if he didn't know him so well he would have missed the slight tick in his jaw. Lewis decided to note that down to ask him about it later.  He poured Valerie a generous glass, and whistled in surprise when she downed it in one and put the glass back down in front of him expectantly.

"Hell Nix," chuckled Harry, "I think you may have met your match on the drinking front." Lewis smirked as he poured her another and topped up his own glass. He picked up his and tilted it towards her expectantly.

"I think Harry here may be on to something there," he grinned, "what d'ya say Landry, why don't we start anew and be drinking buddies?"

Valerie sized him up for a moment, contemplating. She'd tended to avoid spending much time with her fellow Easy officers, preferring the company of the enlisted men. She still maintained they were stuffy as hell, but maybe they weren't all bad. Sure, Nixon was another rich jerk from another posh college, but he did seem like the kind of guy who knew how to have a good time. As for Welsh, he was a late addition to the crew and she hadn't exactly taken too much troubles to talk to him. Maybe if she gave them a chance she might grow to like them.

"Hell Landry, you sure know how to keep a guy hanging," quipped Lewis, shaking his glass in front of hers. She rolled her eyes at his impatience but smiled slightly as she clinked her glass against his and they downed their drinks in unison.

"Well I wouldn't want to seem too eager, now would I?" She smirked, sliding her glass across the counter for another. He raised an eyebrow at her sceptically and she narrowed her eyes at him as if to say 'are you doubting I can handle it?' He poured again and watched with fascination as she downed it.

"Jesus Landry you really are somethin' else aren't you?" He laughed.

"I'm here all week folks," she grinned, spreading her arms and doing a mock bow, with Harry and Lewis joining in with a round of applause. It was fun, they were fun, and she thought that maybe, just maybe giving them a chance wouldn't be so bad after all.

She felt a pair of eyes on her and when she looked beyond Harry she was unsurprised to find two blue eyes watching her intently.

"Something you'd like to say Winters?" She asked, narrowing her eyes at him. He sat up a little straighter then and cleared his throat, clearly not expecting she'd pay him any mind.

"Well, I...was just thinking to myself that I'd never met a lady that could drink like that," he replied honestly. Valerie rolled her eyes and crossed her arms.

"Well then it's lucky I ain't no lady, as I've already told you," she replied dismissively, "and there's a whole lotta things you don't know about me."

"Well it'd be hard to know anything about you since you hardly ever talk to us."

Lewis eyed his friend in surprise, and he shared a look with an equally shocked Harry. He subtly poured himself and Harry another drink and sat back to see how it would all play out.

"Well maybe I would talk to you more if you weren't so godamn stiff. You got the rule book stuck up your ass or something?" Valerie snapped. Dick gazed back at her, his jaw clenching and his eyebrows furrowed.

"And maybe if you weren't so argumentative, or didn't act like you were so much better than us, you wouldn't be such a chore to be around."

His eyes widened the minute he realised what he'd said, and she could see that he was about to try and apologise for it, not that she would give him the chance. He'd meant every word of what he said, and they all knew it.

"Well I'll be sure not to impose on your time any longer," she hissed, pushing her glass across the counter and standing abruptly. "Lewis, Harry, it's been fun. We should do it again sometime."

Without waiting for a response she marched from the room.  Lewis and Harry watched her walk out the door before turning to Dick with barely smothered smirks.

"Wow Dick," Lewis said, "I've never seen you get so animated. What's going on with there?"

"Yeah," chimed Harry, "I didn't think anyone could get under your skin."

Dick finished off his own drink and placed the glass on the counter, unwilling to meet their eyes. "There's nothing going on," he stated as he pulled on his coat, "Now if you don't mind I'm gonna hit the hay. I'll see you two in the morning."

"Aw c'mon Dick don't be like that," pleaded Lewis, "there's clearly something going on."

Dick shook his head and bid them both goodnight as he walked out the door.

"I'll get it out of him yet, don't you worry," promised Lewis, pouring himself and Harry another drink. There was clearly something with those two and he'd be dammed if he was left out of the loop.

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[rirismommyspace]

Is it..you know, okay to you know be a little who is age regressive. But to do age play when you aren't little? Like. Two separate things. No sexual stuff during regression, but doing age play when not little? I don't know if it's okay. And I wanted your opinion. I don't use the same stuff in both situations, I have separate stuff so they don't cross over. It just feels like there isn't a place for us littles that fit into both, and that people just hate me..

TW: very N$FW talk

༊*·˚it'll be under the cut, and I apologize for taking this long to respond but I wanted to make sure I had enough time to properly explain :)

Hey lovely! I'm gonna start off by saying you are 100% valid and amazing! And don't worry about haters because there's always gonna be mean people that dislike you for no reason (most of the time hate stems from people refusing to educate themselves on topics) As long as you keep your Regression and sex/kink life completely seperate- that's okay!

Now, onto the topic (colour coded);

Age Regression/Cglre/Agere: 100% sfw, non-kink, is a coping mechanism and completely valid. Used by people of all ages

CGL/Ageplay/all the sub-variants: 100%nsfw, kink, bdsm dynamic and also completely valid. ONLY PARTAKE IN KINK IF YOU ARE 18+

Age-Regression: regression is a mental state of mind; some people regress fully and revert back to a younger state of mind, and some regress partially and while they were still aware of their surroundings as an adult/teenager, they do have childlike characteristics to their behaviours and it will be harder to get a grasp on adult topics. (Everyone's regression is different and valid, you don't need to fit into a box or an aesthetic to be accepted- an online community isn't everything and regression existed before the internet). While some Regressors have Caregivers, not all need them nor are you invalid if you don't want one.

Age-Play: ageplay or littlespace is a part of a power dynamic. Subspace is what we call the submissive mentality when someone wants to be dominated (doesn't have to be sexually- but it is about control) the Power or Sub/Dom dynamic is inherently part of bDSm. You don't regress when you are in littlespace; it's about giving up control & trusting someone with your body/mind, sexually and non-sexually. You are still 100% consenting adults and are aware of what is happening because you aren't mentally Regressed.

AGERE Caregiver: age regression caregivers aren't there for power, they're there to make sure that their Regressor is safe. IE; simple rules like making sure they pick up their toys and eat on time. It isn't about holding control over someone, it's about being there IF they need you and keeping bad things away from them. A lot of people mix things up and end up in a power-dynamic out of not knowing what's safe and that's why it's important to do research. (As a minor your Caregiver shouldn't set strict rules for you, or refuse to let you wear things or give you chores- regression is about being in a childlike mindset to relax and feel better, not about someone else holding power over you). Caregiver mindsets are also very different from domspace mindsets (because, yet again, it isn't about control or power)

CGL Caregivers: hold power over their little; setting stricter rules/making their little listen to them/telling them things they can and can't do (within reason). It's about a dominant feeling of control over someone (that consents). Therefore, even in sfw situations, it is nsfw because of the powerplay. Domspace and subspace are very different from regression and sfw caregiver mindsets.

Of course there's things from sfw that overlap into the NSFW (but never mix nsfw into the sfw). These are just some basic things off the top of my head so if you believe I've misinterpreted anything please feel free to tell me! And if you have your own opinions feel free to share.

Remember- everyone is amazing and valid as they are! And learn about things/ask about it before you have on someone. You have no right to judge something when you don't even know what it's about.

#riris.angels

[yomiurinikei]

for system pride day,, u could write nikei being a system hcs,, also happy system pride day!! - from another system who really likes your stuff ^^

WAAA sorry this is so late i kept forgetting but hi i was genuinely so excited to get this i hope ur still following me/will see this if u weren't following to begin with!!!! happy (late) system pride to u too, i'm so glad u enjoy!!! (sorry if these aren't too cohesive, they were written in two big bouts after a big break inbetween, i hope it's not too obvious!)

edit: anywyas i'm working on compiling proof that every sdra character is part of a system /hj

~*~syskei hcs!

•ooooo okay hi. i was thinking abt different alters + their functions and i think i have some stuff? some ideas? to counter linujs inconsistencies with nikeis motivations. yes

•so! the reason we never learn nikeis backstory (in game explanation) is because the main fronter doesn't know anything! he has zero fucking clue what his childhood was,,, he vaguely remembers what utsuro saved him from, but frequently struggles with impostor syndrome

•becauseee unlike the other children of utsuro, he only vaguely remembers some big things, specific incidents when he got hurt, not "the big traumatic event"

•and he only realized he had did when the other children of utsuro worked it out with him, after a alter was triggered to front and had a meltdown.

•when nikei didn't remember it, and revealed that he's not even certain he didn't make up being saved by utsuro, they did some research on what could be happening!

•aaand they've worked out that: there's nikei, main fronter, with the personality we see in chapter 1, and then some control issues + need to feel in power, but a lot of insecurity, and again, imposter syndrome

•then, there's the alter we'd see in chapter 4, a protector who's main form of protecting is to take control over everything, feeling the need to manipulate everyone so that way they know no one will try and hurt them

•and! theresss at least one child alter, but nikei thinks there's a few more from different stages in his life

•he's only really identified the one child alter who split off to hold the traumatic memories of his backstory because. that's the only one the other children of utsuro have really noticed, and was the one mentioned earlier

•speaking of!! his being a system is vv covert. as a child, it was always all about following orders (lack of control) and so the system is used to just "okay. here's what we're gonna do, we're gonna get it done, and not cause issues"

•anywayssss just gonna focus on nikei? but yea! them,,

•feels guilty sometimes because like "what if i'm faking and just trying to find a way out of taking responsibility for my actions" but then three seconds later he's desperately apologizing to someone for a snarky comment while throttling an alter

•every now and then has a "holy shit that's a system thing" moment for a behavior and his world is rocked

•tried to categorize who's in front and stuff by mannerisms to help him when he's blurring and stuff. it didn't go well, he's made 20 iterations of the categories

•for him, the worst thing is decorating. that's when he's hit with tons of conflicting opinions from the others as they all talk about what they want for their room, etc etc

•!! emma heard about a director planning to make a film with DID, nikei was brought on as a consultant to help with how the system was written!

•nikei will forget to do a chore or just. not want to and he'll drag a different alter to front so they'll do it, or will switch with a kid in the system bc no ones willing to get after a kid

•oh speaking of all the CoU are kinda enamored with the kids of his system because 1) they care abt nikei and that extends to the rest of the system 2) i generally see them. while not trusting themselves to care for kids, wanting the best for children they come across and being protective?

•so they've apologized like crazy bc they feel bad abt how they reacted when previously mentioned syskid was pulled to front (a lot of "calm down, don't act so childish") despite nikei making it clear everything's okay ajsjsjsjsj

•in killing game, they're all just. quietly panicking and wondering if it's safer for nikei to talk abt being part of a system or for him to keep it quiet

•nikei is just trying to keep everyone else quiet and keep them from going to squeal over whichever of the participants they're excited to meet. help him

•!!! he likes his hair how it is, and is rlly glad that everyone agreed to keep it like that, but he hates coming to front and it being tied up

•speaking of,  his hat is kinda his signature item? if the others see him with it, it's generally a guarantee nikei is fronting, or was fronting recently

•when uh. we saw him in game without his hat, it's because he panicked so much that a switch happened and so the hat was ditched

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