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#but i wont force you to do anything so maybe we just need to.... stop faking.
socksandbuttons · 10 days
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Swap AU Stuff
Alright let's jsut try getting down basics maybe
Also this maybe long actually.
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The obvious Swaps Lunar and Eclipse: Basically how we meet them in episode. I legit went along with thinking this Eclipse wasn't memory wiped the whole time so thats kinda- in the air a bit. But Lunar being the original body (I have a post showing how Eclipse looked then), Eclipse with the one he made (to be taller. He can't stand being small... Well shorter than anyone really. A shame he has Bloodmoon towering over him.) The Glamrocks: They are as Swapped so Chica is Freddy, Freddy is Roxy, Roxy is Monty and Monty is Chica (I love them immediately after giving them luscious hair im sorry). Rox and Sun are friends and he's quite protective of Sun, also a cowboy cause swap au/Foxy etc. Digi in the discord came up with this and i died cause it was so good actually. Eclipse and Lunar still go thru the whole October Arc with Moon and Sun. Moon being far more quiet but aggressive. Made Sun to hinder Eclipse. Let me paste my lil paragraph i had in discord
"Sun likely has more denial about moons treatment of him, however like lunar he does start questioning if its good for moon to get the star (like sort of getting the Moon Wont Stop so i need to do something he might hurt himself etc) plus lunar and eclipses treatment of sun would be a huge factor too, eclipse obviously is terrible at communcating and while he's a bit of a jerk, realizing sun might be in danger or hurt is something he might catch on faster. maybe. im thinking anyway sun catches attachment to both that outweighs his denial of moon being terrible actually. he's still grasping at things even well after. doesnt realize he gets awful panic attacks until someone points it out actually. and then i lost my train of thought but moon still loved sun just…. very clearly was not the forefront of his goals tho. feels very betrayed by sun after and likely wont fogrive sun. vs sun whos too willing to forgive despite his anxiety screaming at him NOT TO. i just wanna show a different thing to this cause lunar recognized halfway into october and let moon handle the rest and recognizes that eclipse was hurting him much sooner than sun wouldve (see the… current sun. og sun recognizes now but it truly took him a WHILE, communication Real now.)" Anyway, Sun does end up getting adopted by both Eclipse and Lunar. He's never gonna be taller than Eclipse. But as mentioned he's got a lot of things to work through about Moon (Roxy will kick so much ass for him.) Generally trying to grasp that yeah no it was pretty fucked up of Moon to do anything to Sun. Now the timeline gets a lil weird beyond this because like KC would've also been in this plot. KC unlike our Bloodmoon, is actually far smarter (Im sorry to bm fans), he DOES work with Sun but generally more for his benefit of getting rid of Moon. He doesn't really need to be bribed for this actually. Imagine KC being so pissed about Moon showing up in his systems and hes LIKE WTF MAN. Zappity Zap Zap Double Dee Moon Anyway Cue Bloodmoon arriving. And like bloodmoon does- He does technically hold Eclipse hostage but gets bored. So there is mild agreement. Bloodmoon does what KC did and FORCED themself out (like our OG boy!). They're uh... theyre not very keen on sticking around a daycare as fun as itd be to tear it up. They like lightly bully Sun but Roxy to the rescueee. Anyway, 'Does KC die in this au?' No he doesnt. He gets CLOSE to it but Bloodmoon just goes 'Hmn. nah son you're coming with me'. Lunar still feels incredibly bad about it though. Space arriving sooner actually more or less helps like avoid some certain issues here and there. Unlike Earth where she arrives much later (due to be literally distracted.) Space goes directly to the daycare. Thus kinda- changing some bits. He does meet Bloodmoon, hates him though. 'Why aren't you thinking this through' 'We wanna see how much they scream' 'You'll be electrocuting yourself before you get the chance' '...That means Eclipse gets electrocuted?' 'Put down. the fork.' KC handles Bloodmoon with much exasperation. Bloodmoon picked up this sucker and went 'our Spawn'. Baffles KC. Space ends up meeting Crater, Moon got annoyed with Space's presence being literally really hard to work around. Sends Crater, Crater and Space get along well enough that it wasn't Moon intention but this works too. Space (theres irony here) gets concerned with Crater and her not viewing herself with autonomy. She is still just a 'basic AI' as she puts it. Does what she's told. Bloodmoon doesn't really use her just kinda shoo's her off to Space or Eclipse. 'No you're no fun-' 'I have told to monitor you' 'WE DIDNT ASK MOON FOR A BABYSITTER' 'I am programmed to defend' 'We dont need defending either' 'You are still vunerable' '...Go away' 'Affirmative. Destination please?' 'DAYCARE'
Anyway How do i sum this up. Roxy and Sun are besties Lunar and Sun vibe. Eclipse is soft with Sun.
Bloodmoon has claimed ONE child. Doesn't really claim Moon but thats a later thing. Moon and KC despise one another.
KC didn't really want this fatherly figure but he begrudgingly accept them. Funny things happen with these three. Bloodmoon doesn't become pacifist, just more or less moves away dragging KC with them. A little bitter at Lunar's murder attempt but its fine. No one died there but heavily maimed.
Eclipse and Moon still ultimately hate one another. There is a Swap version of Solar thats Moon and- we'll get confused so just know its out there. Space and Crater are good friends and partly why both end up questioning their existence but both support pillars to one another that it just kinda isn't as devastating. Unless someone dies. Crater does end up having her own personhood, Moon does get attached to her even if he doesnt admit it. Space doesn't question creator enough but Crater does and vice versa. Bloodmoon(s) does have a name but ill reveal that later??? idk
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Aita for blocking a friend on instinct? So i (f16) have this friend, (m16) we can call him D, who i've been friends with since kindergarten.
About a year ago, i started growing very close to D through our friend group's dnd campaign we held every friday. I knew him for a long time but that was the first time we had started hanging out out of school. We were talking on snapchat every night just chatting and after a while he started to send much more... revealing snaps. Just his bare shoulders but like without a shirt. He said it was because he had to let his medication for his back dry. I was a little uncomfortable, but we were friends so i didnt think that it would escalate into anything weird.
After about a month, D starts sending snaps in a towel and pictures of his chest which made me very uncomfortable. I kind of let the chatting die down after that because it was the only way i could think of that would be enough to gently let him down easy (i was wrong). I stopped going to the hangouts with that group and kind of distanced myself because how uncomfortable D made me. This only made D try harder to get my attention.
I was still friends with the others in the group so i would often have one-on-one hangouts with the others and watch tv. One thing we watched was Miraculous and we laughed and joked about it all the time. D overheard us or something and went home and binge watched the entire series in a week. Then everytime i ate lunch with that friend group, D would always make direct references to Miraculous or sing the theme song really loud. This wasnt once a day, D would make miraculous references every single minute. He became obsessed with the show (which, for reference of how weird it was, D is a very religious Christian boy. He gets upset if he gets an A- and never drinks caffeine (no problem with any of those things but just understand that kind of guy being deep within the fandom of Miraculous out of all shows 😭)). It was so bad, and it once again was making me very uncomfortable.
Eventually, it got to an insufferable point where D changed his route to go home and made sure to pass me every day after school and wave. I started avoiding him in the halls, he would always ask obscure questions that werent that important. I couldn't understand why he couldn't get that i didnt want to be friends with him anymore so i set boundaries.
A text i sent to D: i apologize if i ever caused any misunderstanding, but i would like to make it clear that im not romantically interested in you. i can see that you have been trying to grow closer, but i dont feel the same way. i don't appreciate being followed around, and i dont like when people force themselves to like the same things i like. its not attractive to be a copy of someone. i enjoy being your friend but it's difficult to disregard these things. if im being totally honest, when you do things like this, it makes me really uncomfortable and borderline creeped out. i know crushes wont disappear overnight but i would appreciate more space. if youre looking for a girlfriend, this isnt the right person, nor the right way to get it. and i wont tell anyone about this so dont worry about word spreading or anything. thank you
D's response: Oh, I'm so sorry I made you think that! I don't have a crush on you, I just noticed how you don't hang out with our friend group as often and I just wanted to make sure that I was being as nice as possible to make sure you weren't mad at us or anything. I did start to think that maybe me trying all that made me seem clingy or annoying, so I'm really sorry for all of that. Thanks for bringing this to my attention, I'll try to do better now!
This didnt sit right with me because after all of that i cannot fathom how that translates to "i wanted to include you". This made me question a lot about the situation.
Reasons i feel like i MBTA: i'm over thinking things and D could be a genuinely a nice person. Its hard for me to read the room and i need to work on that and probably apologize to D.
Reasons i feel like i MNBTA: i should trust my instincts rather than ignore them. I've had a psychological abuser in my family before and the situation could be a stalker behavior that i've learned is not ok to have.
What are these acronyms?
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pacifymebby · 1 year
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what about peaky blinders and a reader who isn’t afraid to answer them and behave boldly?🔥
thx
Tommy
🌿The first time you snap hes stunned, and tbh he's never not stunned by your sudden temper. The way you defy him... Hes not used to not getting his own way.
🌿Tells you all the time he has rules for a reason but he just cannot tame you... Youre a disobedient little lady and he cant get his head around you
🌿Its not that youre just plain old badly behaved either, its that youre contrary. If youre feeling like arguing you'll pick a fight over anything and youre stubborn, sometimes he thinks he more stubborn than you.
🌿Hes absolutely never hurt you, never hit you, but if you need bringing back down to earth he wont hesitate to pin you against the wall or force you down against his desk, hold you by your neck or your hair and threaten you till the cows come home.
🌿But he despairs because nothing seems to work.
🌿"Fuck your rules, fuck your threats, fuck you Tommy fuckin Shelby!" "Now you listen to me alright sweetheart, don't you fuckin swear at me eh, you dont fuckin swear at me..." "Fuck..." you narrowing your eyes, challenging him.
🌿Youre basically always asking for trouble, you get a kick out of pissing off the most dangerous man in birmingham, knowing he'll never actually do anything to hurt you.
🌿He does absolutely love watching you stand up to his brothers, or to anyone else for that matter. It might piss him off when you do it to him but he's ever so proud of you when you tell one of his brothers to "shove it" or "get fucked"
🌿He'll pretend he isnt going to let you get away with it but it will be so blatantly half hearted that his brothers will know hes enjoying their suffering and that will rub salt in the wound. "Now now love, dont be rude to my brothers, they aren't used to young ladies answering back to them..."
🌿But he does have rules and he is determined you'll learn em.
🌿"mutual respect yeah, you and me? We respect eachother don't we..." he'll make you say it, thats how he puts you in your place, "Go on say it back to me love, so i know you mean it," hes got his hand on your throat or holding your chin so youre forced to look at him. Sometimes you do as he says, sometimes you make to spit at him and he has you flipped over his shoulder in seconds.
🌿There are some things he wont put up with.
Alfie
🐻Is shocked, its usually him doing the talking, usually him being clever and snarky...
🐻 But when he tells you youre not to talk to Tommy Shelby hes stunned to hear you say, "I talk to whoever i want,"
🐻 His way of dealing with you is different to Tommy's. He calls you over, gets you to come and sit in his lap and then he holds you there, trailing his hands over your body, playing with your hair, all the while giving you a little speech about why he's telling you not to speak to him.
🐻 "What you have to, no need to understand ziskeit, is that me yeah, i dont just give orders willy nilly for no reason yeah, if i ask you to do something, or tell you not to do somethin - as is the case right now - it's probably, no definitely, its definitely because its for your own good treacle, yeah thats right, for your own good..."
🐻."and you see yeah, if i tell you y/n youre not to talk to Tommy Shelby, its cause i know somethin, or maybe lots of somethins yeah, that you don't about Tommy Shelby... And maybe i, being absolutely devoted to you my little ziskeit, just want whats best for you..."
🐻"Only i get to decide whats best for me A..."
🐻 "Tsk tsk," puts his finger to your lips, looks you right in the eyes, "let me stop you right there treacle," you only get called treacle when youre in trouble and right now you're on thin fucking ice, "let me stop you right there sweetheart because i wasnt finished, no i wasnt, see the other thing you need to know right, the other thing, is that when i ask you to fucking do something, you fucking do it... Cause if you dont do it and then somethin happens to you like ohhhh i dont know, say a very bad and dangerous man with evil running through his heart like rot runs through a decomposing fuckin apple... Let's call him Tommy Shelby right? If a very bad man like Tommy Shelby ends up fuckin catchin you in his satanic, godless little web... Then well, i ain't helpin you am I? Cause well, i will have fuckin warned you... "
🐻The man can talk the fear of god into you and honestly, its the only way he can get you to behave.
🐻Because he doesnt hit women, he would never touch you or physically hurt you. And he also doesnt mean it when he says hed abandon you, hes only trying to scare you into submission because he knows he'd kill himself to save you and that would only work once.
🐻 He likes hearing you answer back and put the boys in their place, whenever any of the lads in the bakery say something innapropriate of try to tease you you put them in their place pretty quick.
🐻Alfie likes to join in then "Whats the matter lad, scared of a girl now are you? Fuckin hell kids these days, worlds gone bloody soft..."
Arthur
🍂You snap at him because he snaps at you. You fuckin hate men who shout at women
🍂 So when arthur shouts at you you shout right fuckin back and shit does it scare him. He isnt expecting it for one, but more than that, hes never had a woman shout at him like that before.
🍂 You only slapped him once, and it was because he fucking deserved it. He got all up in your face barking bloody orders at you, it was after some serious peaky business had gone sour and to be honest, he was scared. Wanted to communicate just how serious the situation was...
🍂But he scared you, and again, he shouted, he was so close to your face he spat at you when he spoke, and you saw red.
🍂 So you slapped him, and it shut him up but then all hell broke loose.
🍂 He grabbed you pretty forcefully, snatched the breath from you, holding your collar in a fist. You saw the whites of his eyes, he was so angry
🍂 "That was fuckin out of order sweetheart, you dont fuckin hit people do ye? Do i do that to you do i? Have i ever fuckin laid a finger on you? Eh? Have i?"
🍂 You regretted it imediately but you were also kind of proud you did it. You werent just going to let him bully you.
🍂"What kind of a world would it be if we all went around fuckin hittin eachother all the time eh?"
🍂 "sounds a lot like the world youre already living in Arthur..." the fact youd answer him back with such a cheeky remark even now has him drop you hes so shocked.
🍂 Hes used to everyone being terrified of him, even his brothers know not to piss him off or get clever with him, but here you are at the height of his temper making comments like that, and with a smirk on your lips and all.
🍂 "Right sweetheart, im going to give you one last chance to apologise to me alright... Youve got till i say 3...one, two..."
🍂 "I aint apologising for nothin Arthur, you dont scare me..."
🍂 Its not true, he does, he terrifies you sometimes and right now when his breathings ragged and hes red in the face, yeah he terrfies you..
🍂 But you wont admit that, not ever and theres something about your brave tone and the determined defiant look in your eyes that really turns Arthur on...
🍂 So you fuck, thats how he deals with your defiance, he takes his anger out by fucking you fast and rough.
🍂 Its also the only way he'll ever get an apology out of you.
John
🌼 Doesnt like it, doesnt sit right with him being spoken to like that by a woman, its not right.
🌼 But does he get off on seeing you speak like that to other men? So much... Especially when its classic authority figures like the police. He also loves to hear you knock Isaiahs and Finns cocky smirks right off their faces.
🌼 He likes defending you but he doesnt half admire the fact that you dont need him too.
🌼But it does annoy him when you then tell him not to defend you. Hes your man, its his job to defend you. Especially from other men.
🌼His favourite thing about your quick temper is the way you talk to Linda... Linda likes to make plenty of snide comments about you, your class, the fact that you swear and take the lords name in vane. The fact that you're fucking a gangster out of wedlock. Shes always telling you that you live in sin and youre always telling her where to shove her bible.
🌼The number of times he hasnt been able to stop himself laughing out loud when youve snapped back at Linda. He fucking loves it, and he encourages you too, telling you how fantastic it was later when youre away from everyone.
🌼He doesnt like it when you snap at Tommy though, John is scared of his older brother, he knows Tommy wont stand for your defiance and so hes always begging you not to start anything with tommy. For the most part you oblige but every now and then when you think somethings unreasonable...
🌼John finds himself having to make excuses for you, apologising on your behalf cause you sure as hell won't do it.
🌼 Especially because usually when you snap at Tommy its because youre trying to protect John from risking his life in another Tommy scheme.
Bonnie
🍀 Bonnie doesnt have many rules for you and he isnt one to go ordering you about. He only asks that you look after yourself, that you dont go getting yourself into any trouble.
🍀And that you stay away from the peaky blinders, you dont interfere with him and his dads business with them
🍀And thats where you just can't oblige... Your curiosity gets the better of you for a start, you want to know who your mans getting involved with but more than that youre worried.
🍀You care about bonnie deeply and so you want to know everything about his work so that you can best learn how to protect him.
🍀If you get cheeky with him its probably over something lighthearted. Bonnie doesn't really have a temper for taking out on you, if youre arguing he tends to let you say your piece but he wont rise to it.
🍀"Am only telling you not to get involved because i love you little dove, cant have you getting hurt... Dont know what id do if anything ever happened to you... Thats why i tell you to stay away... Cause i love you," he tells you this whilst cupping your face in his palm, kissing your forehead.
🍀 And because of this you dont really argue at all. Unless youve put yourself in harms way, then he maybe has some sharp words for you, they're just a fuelled only by concern for you though. Hes a gentle soul.
🍀He does adore your witt and sharp tongue though, loves it when you give as good as you get from the other boys at the settlement, loves to hear you answer back the adult men and women too.
🍀Youre so wild and it balances his calm/gentle nature.
🍀 Its even more entertaining when hes training at the boxing gym, when his teachers being a miserable bastard, laying into Bonnie purely because hes a gypsy boy, sometimes youll snap at him in english so he can understand, but sometimes youll say it in romani so that only you and Bonnie can know what youve said.
🍀Bonnie laughing, gleeful and proud because you can be so brutal, and because youve really pissed his teacher off. When the old man demands he tell him what you said Bonnie will only occasionally translate, sometimes he'll just repeat what you said in romani again. Therell be steam practically coming out the old mans ears.
🍀One day Tommy catches what you've said and then you and Bonnie both get into trouble, you both feel like school children being reprimanded. But even tommy has a soft spot for you, he found your romani insult entertaining too.
🍀 Sometimes bonnie likes to remind you of your bad behaviour when youre havibg sex, he likes to tell you how cheeky you are, how youre gonna get yourself into trouble if youre not careful.
🍀"With who? You?" "Are you testing me little dove?"
🍀 Your temper has causes real trouble before, you talked back to a man in the garrison and he raised his hand to hit you. Bonnie cut in the second he saw what was happening.... Hes not a boy who has a temper until someone threatens you...
🍀Even if you were asking for trouble.
Isaiah
🐀Doesnt like that you talk back to him but does like that you talk back to other people. Its a tricky situation and he doesn't know how to deal with you
🐀It would be a shame to tame you when you bring him so much entertainment, but he also cant stand it when youre rude to him
🐀Feels like it threatens his manhood when he lets you get away with answering back or defying him
🐀So he doesnt let you get away with it, he has plenty of ways to punish you when youre bad... Most of them sexual.
🐀The problem is, hes such a cocky bastard and sometimes that just gets under your skin and rubs you up the wrong way.
🐀"dont see why i should have to take orders from you, youre no Tommy Shelby..."
🐀Saying stuff like that reallyyyyy riles him up, it wounds his ego, it pisses him off.
🐀You get yourself in trouble with him so much but you like the being in trouble, you get your kicks from watching his temper flare.
🐀Kind of likes that youre rude to him sometimes because it gives him an excuse to put you over his lap and spank you.
🐀It causes problems for him when you're rude to Michael, not so much because Michael would hurt you but because Polly wouldn't hesitate to smack you. And it has happened before.
🐀Isaiah actually found himself on your side, stepped in to stop her doing it again. When he checked you over after taking you away somewhere you could be alone, he grinned at you, congratulationed you on putting michael in his place, "he can be a right smug git sometimes, deserved what you said to him,"
🐀Mostly he likes that youre a little wild and unpredictable, the problem is so is he... So you lead eachother to take risks when you shouldnt.
🐀Loves to fuck the defiance out of you, "think you're clever do you, answer me back, breaking the rules... Think you're a clever girl huh y/n?" "Still feel fucking clever now?"
🐀Will bend you over the bed and fuck you witb your face pushed into the mattress, spanking you too until you finally say youre sorry and promise not tk disobey him again.
🐀But both of you know that you will, its like you just cant help yourself.
Michael
☘️ "No, fucking no... You don't talk to me like that y/n you just fucking dont..."
☘️He wont stand for it, he hates that you dare to challenge him. It pierces his delicate ego and it reminds him that he'll never be as authorititave as Tommy.
☘️ "Im your fuckin husband and youll show me some fucking respect..."
☘️ "What about your respect Michael? Do i get to have your respect?"
☘️ He is constantly telling you to behave yourself but he cant tame you. He knows deep down he'll never be able to and he also wonders whether hed still be attracted to you if you were meak and completely submissive. Wouldnt that bore him?
☘️Spanks you, it goes against his morals to hit a woman but once, once you really crossed a line and he raised his hand to you... He never actually hit you but the intent was there and the moment he caught himself, stopped himself, he felt terrible.
☘️ "What? You gonna hit me Michael? You gonna hit a girl? Some man you are eh..." youd spat at him, completely defiant, even with his hand raised to strike you youd been confident enough to look him dead in the eyes and continue to chastise him.
☘️ Polly kind of admires you for not taking any shit from Michael, she'd have raised her son to respect women if she had had the chance to, so shes glad you stand up for yourself. Its the only way to survive in the Shelby family.
☘️ Michael doesnt like it when you defy Tommy, when you question him and argue back in family meetings. It embarrasses him, thinks it makes it look like he cant control his wife... But he cant control his wife.
☘️ He takes his anger with you out on you during sex but honestly you love that and it just makes you want to push his buttons even more.
☘️Youve even brought it up in an argument... "Why whatre you gonna do to me Michael, if i swear at you one more time what will you do? You gonna fuck me are you? You gonna fuck your wife until she fuckin cries? Go on i double dare you..."
☘️ You end up with bruises.
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zel-zo · 1 year
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Hey so you know how in the Izuru-Fuyuhiko conversation, Izuru assumes Fuyuhiko intends to use Izuru for his talents? And Fuyuhiko refutes that like right away. Based on the recent art you made, do you have any thoughts on Izuru making himself useful (as a meat shield apparently) anyway? Izuru usefulness complex vs. Fuyuhiko 'people arent tools' complex or something like that? Sorry if this is a strange ask to get out of the blue haha I am interested in the narrative.
Ok so this is a FANTASTIC question and it took all my restraint not to send back an entire essay lmao💛💛💛 (correction^ I wrote 544 words of this so, maybe a LITTLE bit of an essay)
So, here are my thoughts on Izuru and Fuyuhiko's potential relationship in DRS:US:
I feel like the reason that Izuru may in fact stay with Fuyuhiko in this scenario (I mean, he outright says that if he were told to be free without orders he would probably just disappear overseas and cut contact,) is Fuyuhuko’s resolve not to use Izuru for his talents. I think that, in one way or another, this wont sit right with Izuru, who can easily reason out the fact that he’s a passive force until acted upon, and if acted upon (or used) for the good of humanity, that would have an overall better net benefit to the world than valuing his independence and letting his talents go to waste. As little as Izuru seems to care about anything, the thought process behind letting him do whatever he wants and not like, idk, make him cure cancer, is an absolutely atrocious error in judgement and has to be the fault of some under-developed moral code of Fuyuhuko’s. I think this intrigue is part of why Izuru would want to stay with Fuyuhuko: to see how long it will take for Fuyu, given ample opportunity, to abandon his personal code and start using Izuru (weather for humanity’s benefit or his own).
Note: I also think this is why Izuru would “make himself useful” (like the meat shield incident). By showing how much he could benefit Fuyuhiko when his talents are used, he’s subtly testing his resolve to keep refraining from doing so.
On the FLIP side we have Fuyuhiko, who’s honestly got a point. He’s definitely not thinking of it in the same big moral strokes that Izuru is, but he is thinking of the basic gist of it: What should you value more, a person’s freedom or the good they can do? In his (learned) opinion, the value a person’s life has and the potential they have for good aren’t exclusive, but that person needs to do the good on their own for it to have meaning. His relationship with Peko comes to mind hard here as someone who has been given a role and carried it out perfectly, denying their own free will in the process. Fuyu doesn’t go through the same lesson in the same way as DR2, but it’s clear that he’s coming to similar conclusions about valuing Peko’s free will in their DRUS interactions. I feel like, similarly, Fuyu would just want Izuru to start giving a damn about being used by people and stop treating himself like a means to an end.
So, does this turn into a genuine friendship? Something more?... Maybe??? I see a lot of interpretations of Izuru’s character were he’s an unfeeling machine, which I personally really dislike. I mean, the man has enough emotion to be bored by being unable to be surprised by anything anymore. He does Cry, even if he doesn’t know why. In my eyes, Izuru is mentally incredibly developed, but emotionally underdeveloped because of his emphasis on learning and usefulness since his ‘creation’. So, these two’s relationship is both ambiguous and up for interpretation, but I do think it has room for Izuru to come to understand Fuyuhuko’s thinking and maybe even start caring for him eventually. Honestly it’s all up to your personal interpretation of Izuru’s character!
But yea, those are just my thoughts! Let me know Your own interpretation!! I love these characters and always wanna hear other people's thoughts on them!!! 💛
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joleneghoul · 1 year
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Infodumping here about the re-contextualized history of Rip and Booster now that Rip his canonically his son because I can't stop thinking about it.
Like i said before I really like the balance of Rip and Booster being really similar when they're in their 20s and within the same period of time VS that NOT adding at all to their possible friendship that booster seemed to want
Obviously Booster didn't know Rip was his son and just saw him as an expert in time travel, someone who he could relate to maybe. But Rip is someone who refuses to let them be closer at this point in time of their history.
like that is explicitly a barrier we see Rip put up between him and Booster multiple times in the older comics.
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In the back to the future arc of BG vol 1 at the start when Rip says he thought about just turning in Booster instead of helping him but Jack convinced him to help (this also coulda just been a joke). Then again at the end Booster proposes that Rip could work with his company and brand as a time travel expert and Rip outright is like "nope, im going home, if you really need me then we can talk".
I also really like that Rip has an annoyance towards Boosters whole persona at this time too, and outwardly shows it.
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He places this same barrier at the end of BG vol 1 when Booster begs him to take him to the future again to get away from his troubles and Rip reminds him that it is HIS fault his time machine is broken and that he can't, and wont help.
There's always a unease on Rip's end when it comes to Booster during this time period, which to me makes a lot of sense because I feel as though because Rip is so young in this time (he is honestly maybe a year younger than booster, i feel its implied that jack is younger than booster and jack went to school with Rip. Rip was the youngest person to get a doctorate at the time. so. but still they're around the same age range.) and even if you're a super genius like he is nobody knows completely what they're doing in their 20s.
Rip canonically also has poor personal skills at this time (Rip only gets good at manipulating people and keeping up lies when he is older and that's when him training Booster comes into play and who we see in comics now).
So imagine all of that and then your dad just shows up, also your age, and you can't slip up and let him know anything or else you could ruin your own existence. Avoidance is the easiest route.
Though, despite that Booster in this time remains Rips connection to the league and who HE ends up going to when he needs help. Of course Jeff has to convince him the first time to do so but Rip does end up calling Booster again and asking for help to get SUPERMAN to talk to him. We know Booster doesn't even like superman at this time so, big ask but Booster still pulls through. Not to mention the "call dad" sticky note in the bg of this panel.
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Despite all of this we also get the implication that...Booster and Rip talk on the phone enough for Booster to know a lot about Rip's partner and Rips paranoia later on. There is also a point a bit later comics where the linear men want to kill Booster and the person they ask to do it is Rip (this goes nowhere really).
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Anyways, It's really evident that Rip cares A LOT about his father and who he was to him growing up. Rip doesn't just save Booster over and over because it saves himself, he does it because he loves his family. The Rip who is forced to watch Booster hurt himself over and over is a Rip who learned to cope with it and keep his feelings hidden- It was impossible for Rip to do this in the past.
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It's also really interesting to see younger Rip's reactions to seeing his dad go through emotional distress and bad choices, seeing him put up walls and push him away. Then later seeing a older Rip see his dad go through the same thing times ten and while he still puts up a wall and boundaries its in a different way. He grew into someone who could handle it.
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the-s1lly-corner · 9 months
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facial dysmorphia comfort spot x reader
maybe maybe
Spot w/ an S/O who has facial dysmorphia
Okokokok two things!!
One I am once again so sorry for taking so long for getting to your ask 😭😭 same goes for everyone else who sent in requests <\3 but I got nothing going on tonight so I'll likely be knocking out asks throughout tonight!!
Second!!
Bit personal but I really didnt know there was dysmorphia that's centered around faces :0 I thought it was just body dysmorphia; and this ask kinda
Made me feel things
Not necessarily bad things but like
"Oh that's a hyper specific version of me" as someone with body dysmorphia that's very. Face centered
🧍‍♂️
Anywahs
Eeerm yeah!!
With all that being said some of this might dip into my personal experience with body dysmorphia <\3
Actually it kinda dips into a lot
It's the self projection for me
Not proofread we die like peter parker
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He gets it
Kinda?
Sorta?
I mean it's not a 1:1 but
Close enough...?
I think he may have also had similar issues precollider tbh, like when he said "oh I used to be handsome by scientist standards" sounded... backhanded..
Anyways
Not the most attentive, he wont immediately catch your mood souring if you two are out and about; but he does eventually catch on if you're quiet or fidgeting
Offers you things you can fidget with to keep your hands busy; from small stress toys to rubber bands, to keep your hands busy
I know everyones different but again, self projection here
Helps especially if you mess with/tug your hair into place or pick your face at any perceived flaws
"Look at me dont look at them," when he notices you start comparing yourself to others when you're both out
Probably steps in front of you, if you're walking hes walking backwards to keep him in your view
He falls over/hj
Ah yes the mirror
Frowns
Another thing that spot would personally relate too; I believe I've mentioned somewhere in a different hc post that he tends to just
Stare and talk down to his reflection, post collider
It's a habit he probably had precollider too, but instead of his lack of face he's scrutinizing the moles and beauty marks
He never really liked his spots
But aside from sympathy when he sees you do the same he also feels
Hurt
Is this how he makes you feel when he does the same thing?
It's weird for him to be on the other end; watching you pick at your skin or teeth, sizing up every curve and crevice
He doesnt want to just go up to you and pull you away from the mirror or upright tell you to stop; nono that doesnt feel right.. it feels too.. forceful, accusatory... he doesn't want to make things worse
He'll probably try to subtly bring your attention in another direction; be it asking you what the plans for that night are, or asking for some affection
The most bold he'll get is walking up to you and gently bopping his face against you
He does his research, hes a scientist afterall
He makes sure that your shared home is a safe place to retreat to at the end of the day; his protective side outright banning anything that could potentially trigger your dysmorphia, doesn't matter what it is he's just not going to let it through the door
He never ever wants you to feel like your experiences are less than; whenever he notices a day is particularly hard hes immediately dropping everything to help and/or distract and/or comfort you
Listens diligently to what you need
He probably keeps a little notebook somewhere with notes scribbled down, along with things he knows you like and bring security
You both have feeling sessions; you both just sit down and talk, about anything really
Not necessarily vents but also not necessarily not vent but
You know
God forbid anyone ever makes you feel bad about himself
He would never... kill anyone (attempting to off miles dad aside!! I write these like. Imagining it's the time between the movies :0) but boy does he get thoughts
Literally just
Spawns a hole under them and sends them to god knows where
If you've got anything to help it, like say therapy or medications he'll make sure you keep a consistent and steady schedule with it
Insists on taking you to therapy himself
Via holes, of course
"Wait wait wait I think... I got it this time-!"
Proceeds to accidentally send yall to the top of some random building somewhere
VERY persistent about any meds, almost gets naggy with it
This is the same with any other stuff you may or may not take; other meds, vitamins, antibiotics, ect ect ect
Spot is more or less kind of. ..
I dont wanna say hes a mother hen, but asides from revenge, the thing he wants most is for you to be happy and healthy
It also kinda offers himself some reflection, because again he carries/used to carry similar behaviors; whether he had dysmorphia or not, he can see himself in you and it
Hurts
As a side note you notice his frequency in the bad self talk lowers
Gives off that "do it for her" simpsons meme, but its spot having a board of you
Figurative board of course
Maybe
I can kinda see him having some version of it actually
He just wants you to know that he loves you so so so much. He thinks himself to be the luckiest man in the world; hell in the entire multiverse, as cheesy as it sounds. Despite everything hes been through and going through, he still managed to get someone like you by his side. You give him clarity in his whirlwind of a life and he wants to let you know how grateful he is for your existence
Anyways
Yeah I dont know where I was going with this post and hcs I kinda just let my feelings and experiences talk here so <\3 normally I like to keep things like this vague so others can hopefully relate easier but
Man this topic got me
But
Yeah
I hope this is alright !! It's not often I write stuff with this sort of topic matter so I'm a lil rusty <\3
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totes-magotes · 5 months
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How 2 not st@rve yourself
i know this is said a lot but you either want peace, happiness, and/or control 'n you think being skinny will provide you with these things. and u want it ASAP wanting to be skinny isnt a crime, but doing it this way takes so much more from you, to where you have less control then you ever had. so heres some tips - build a daily routine first, if u slip up ITS OKAY!!!! days r meant to be different, tmr is always a new day. good days are subjective. plus, building a routine is trial and error, you're gunna change your mind about things but trust me things will stick. - dance once a day, lil strange but if you still want that feeling of burning calories you can at least have fun with it. plus a mood booster - stop counting calories, make better choices. this is subjective person to person but personally, not counting calories and instead doing food swaps for healthier options helps a lot. example: i wanna eat oatmeal with MILK!! but i will use oat milk or less fat milk :3 - eat what you crave, this ones scary. i know its hard to control yourself and going overboard with it is so so easy, but it will help in the long run. you binge because you feel this urgency that you wont be able to eat anything later, so you eat it all now. it doesnt have to be this way. say that pack of chips eat some at a non-meal time or with a meal. find a way to show your body that it doesnt need it in the middle of the night when you cant sleep. that it can have it whenever it wants. and slowly you will find yourself going "eh i dont want any right now." - yeah you can eat a donut, but with a banana. try to eat unhealthy food with a healthier side. - i know u hear this a lot so im just gunna list them off, cold morning showers: prepares you for the day + tightens pores. yoga: relaxing duh. morning exercise: even if jus for like 10-20 minutes, you're day will feel much more productive. skincare: ego boost and good for your routine. basically everything those HEALTHY wonyoungism posts are telling you. - writing, just write any old thing, whether its affirmations, your feelings at the moment, something that happened years ago, or even a drawing. theres jus something about putting pen to paper that's relaxing. obviously this isn't an ultimate guide, but recovery isnt just about eating more or less... its about finding your peace. you dont have to force yourself to love your body, just treat it a little better. you can still lose weight, but eat the way you want to for the rest of your life. small improvements go a long way. even just starting one little thing everyday, you're still better off than you were a week ago. protect your peace. protect yourself, from yourself. we might slip up tmr, maybe for a week, maybe for a year, but tmr can always be a better day.
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cummin-n-cryin · 2 years
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👁️👁️ Phantom bride event gave me ideas. What if instead of Eliza, we the reader are the birde? The wedding is assumed fake, a means of just helping everyone live out a fantasy or even get parents off their backs. By the time we realize that it's real, it's already too late. You can do this as headcanons if it makes you more comfortable. I didn't see a limit but just in case, specifically Idia, Kalim and Jamil for this.
~Thank you for your request!
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Together Forever!
Idia Shroud + Kalim Al-Asim + Jamil Viper x gn!reader (they are all separate)
Tw: Yandere, obsession, forced marriage
Side Note: I did this more from their pov as it was just easier for me to write. I apologize that this took so long I had to research the characters, and writing their dialogue was tricky. Anyway I hope you like it!
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~Idia Shroud~
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Seeing you talking and dancing around with those other humans in such beautiful and extravagant clothes made Idia's heart race. You truly looked ethereal... His eyes burned from not blinking, he didn't want to miss a single detail of this CG, this might be a once in a lifetime event!
As he continued to watch you however, Idia couldn't help but notice the way the humans were talking to you.
You were being surrounded by those normies, all talking and chatting with you. They were acting like he couldn't see all of them salivating at the mouth just to get near you... with those stupid looks in their eyes... Have they ever looked in a mirror?! Don't they see how unworthy of your time they are, of your beauty, of yo-your.. EVERYTHING?!!?! DON'T THEY SEE HOW MUCH BETTER YOU ARE THAN THEM?!?!?!
.......um.. anyway-
Eventually after "watching" (stalking) you for so long, you left those normies and retreated into an empty hall, this was the perfect opportunity for Idia. After waiting for months just to talk to you, watching you through the school's cameras just wasn't enough anymore.
His parents have been pestering him about finding a partner lately so maybe....
"He-hey, um.. I know this might sound weird..."
Surprisingly it was much easier to convince you than he thought! Even though he was stumbling through saying the words, you were so willing to help him get his parents to stop bugging him, by faking a marriage with him of all things!
Of course he reassured you that it was fake, but.... obviously you must be deeply in love with him, you wouldn't have agreed otherwise, right? If you really didn't love him you wouldn't have agreed to marry a weirdo otaku like him!!
The whole event was a phenomenal experience. He put the ring on your finger and finally after watching from the shadows for so long, Idia leaned in and kissed you. He never tasted anything sweeter.
That look of shock on your face... you must be as happy as he is! He understands that this must be quite overwhelming for you, as it is for him but there's no need to cry. He wont ever leave you, you two can stay together forever!
"Fuheehee... finally.. now you can never leave me~~."
New Achievement Unlocked: Married!
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~Kalim Al-Asim~
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Kalim has shown his love for you so many times at this point, he would go to Ramshackle and drag you over to Scarabia to throw huge banquets for you, every moment he could he would spend his time with you.
He would sometimes invite you over late at night to join him for board games, dancing, or going on magic carpet rides always saying, "Come on! Come hang out with me, it'll be super fun!"
You always looked so happy to join him, which also made him super happy!
Kalim comes from a BIG family. He loves all of his family members dearly. He also really loves you, so you should join his family too! Which obviously means you two should get married! The bigger the family the better, right?
But Jamil always managed to stop Kalim, saying he needs to focus on his schoolwork among other things. So with a heavy heart and a deep sigh he pushed away his feelings for now, waiting for the perfect day to propose to you.
Finally that day came.
You were dressed in expensive and luxurious fabrics, dancing and laughing with the others. You had such a huge smile on your face, but.. he wished that it was you looking at him like that, he wanted to be the one you were dancing and laughing with!
So he ran up to you, "Y/n! I need to ask you something!"
He proposed the idea that you and him should get fake married! Thankfully you agreed easily, seeing it as a fun and interesting way to end such a chaotic night like this, and besides how could you hate Kalim, the banquets Kalim throws are always amazing!!
Of course it's all a lie and he feels super bad for lying about it, but don't worry! When you and him go to the Scalding Sands he'll throw an extra huge banquet and a parade to celebrate your marriage, also all his family will be there to!
However for right now the Scarabia dorm will work.
After setting up a banquet and a parade in Scarabia with the help of Jamil, you two were now officially married! During the whole event Kalim was ecstatic. He felt a rush course through him and he was so happy!
Of course being as happy as he was he couldn't help it, and he leaned towards you and kissed you. He felt like he was flying on clouds, there was no feeling that could compare to how he felt when he put his lips on yours. He was addicted.
You just stood in shock, he couldn't blame you he's shocked as well! He grabbed your hand and took off running towards the dancefloor, giggling and laughing along the way. He knows those tears your crying are because your so overjoyed, he feels like crying too! He finally gets to be with you forever, he could never be happier!
"Hahaha~! Let's sing and dance till the sun rises, together!"
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~Jamil Viper~
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Jamil has been pining for you for so long at this point. The only reason he never confessed his feelings was because of Kalim. Having to watch over Kalim while he saw you hanging out with Ace, Deuce, and Grim made his blood boil. He really just wanted you all to himself.
These feelings of his were strange at first, unexpected even, but not bad. However over time what started as a simple fascination or even crush turned into an obsession. He was possessive, he needed you, no... wanted you, and as he thought about it more and more what better way to keep you by his side than marriage?
He planned carefully for many days and nights, trying to figure out how to get you to fall in love with him. He tried to do things typical people would do, such as cooking food for you, trying to talk to you, and even trying to help you with your school work, but Kalim... tche, Kalim just wouldn't stop getting in the way...
Kalim would constantly grab your attention, dragging you off somewhere else when Jamil was right there trying to have a conversation with you, or Kalim would ask Jamil to start making food for a banquet when he was in the middle of cooking food for you. It was frustrating really...
Lucky for him however a very unique event would take place at the school.
Now here you are dressed in colorful and unique fabrics, dancing and chatting with the other boys. You looked amazing, the colors and decorations you wore were eye-catching, the fabric silky smooth and shaped around your body perfectly, in short you looked stunning.
Most importantly however was that Kalim wasn't here to interrupt him. While he did not plan for this event he can certainly make do with what he's got, so he quickly thought of a plan and put it into action.
When you finally left your group to take a moment to yourself in the empty hallway, that's when he struck.
"Y/n. If I could speak to you for a moment..."
It was quite simple to convince you really, all he had to tell you was that he had no problem pretending to marry you so that all those annoying pests would leave you alone, acting as a knight in shining armor for you.
He of course thought of using his ability "Snake Whisper" to make it easier for you to "agree", but thankfully it seems having all those boys chatting you up was really getting on your nerves, and so you agreed to the fake marriage.
All according to plan...
Kalim, of course wanted to throw a banquet for you two newly weds, and this time Jamil let Kalim do as he pleased, after all Jamil got what he wanted...
Now here he is officially married to you, and leaning towards you he firmly plants his lips upon yours. He never felt more free in his life, if he had the choice he would have loved to hold you like this forever. He has you now, and he plans on never letting go.
Your shocked expression and your tears were expected when you realized the truth, but that's nothing "Snake Whisper" can't fix. If he has to manipulate you into loving him then so be it, but it would really make everything so much easier if you just cooperated with him. So don't cause him anymore grief and start loving him already.
"The only place you belong is beside me...."
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chiiyuuvv · 4 months
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xikers reaction to you crying?
can I be your 🌵 anon? Cuz I will be requesting A LOT. And not only requesting (maybe)
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MINJAE ☆
He wants to say in touch your feelings, so he apologizes if hes asking too much questions
Wants to find the problem, and if you give him a minute he'll think of solutions
You're stressed out about a test? He'll help you. You think you're overweight? He'll exercise with you
And always compliments and kisses you
With big hugs too!! ♡
JUNMIN ☆
He's usually great with words.. but hes drawn a blank
And he usually doesnt do too much skinship, you're usually the one to start it.. but now you find yourself in his arms
Doesnt say much, just lets you cry into his shoulder, rubbing your back as his chin is resting on your head, a frown on his face
Runs you a bath when youre done crying
And he'd love to wash you, but if you need space hes making dinner ♡
SUMIN ☆
Tells you not everything is going to be okay and youre allowed to feel sad
Lets you rant to him, would never interrupt you
Not very touchy, but if you have a hard time getting your words out he will squeeze your hand
Tries his best to relate with whatevers bothering you, to show you that youre not alone
And finds various coping skills if you ever feel that way again ♡
JINSIK ☆
Does everything and anything to make you feel better
Want cuddles? Hes right here. Want some candy thats not good for you? Hes right here
You dont want tickles? Hes giving them to you anyway 🥰
Will tickle you until you're on the floor, tears rolling down your cheeks (OF LAUGHTER!!) and you're begging him to stop
Then he'd cover your face with kissesss 🥰 ♡
HYUNWOO ☆
Thinks he'd be annoying if he talks, so hes silent
But he realizes that staying in silence isnt always the best way to go aboht things
So hes curled up beside you, running his hands through your hair as he whispers some words of encouragement in your ear
Kisses your neck and cheek
And rests your head on his chest, so he can engulf you in a hug ♡
JUNGHOON ☆
Thing this is already established, but he wouldnt say much
Because actions mean more than words‼
Starts annoying you kinda, but its more so making you giggle
Poking your cheek with his blank face of his
Doing his goat scream thing to make you laugh even more ♡
SEEUN ☆
Tries to joke around to lighten the mood
But then he feels like hes not taking your feelings seriously..
So he's quiet
Lets you rant and nods his head ever so often, so you think hes bored and a stop. But he quickly changes your mind, sitting you down on his lap
Will defo contact his hyungs for advice ♡
YUJUN ☆
Pries your hands from your face, whispering a "what's wrong."
Very quiet and patient, sitting down with you as you ramble about whatevers in your head
"Well maybe.." suggests things to do to take your mind off of it
Squeezes your hand to let you know he's there
And although hes not saying it out loud, theres sadness in his eyes. He just wants his baby to feel better :( ♡
HUNTER ☆
Sits you down and has a serious conversation with you
But although he wants you to talk it out, he wont force you
Hugging you and rubbing your back for comfort
Long slow kisses, telling you everything's gonna be alright
And if you need space he'd leave in a heartbeat ♡
YECHAN ☆
Disappears then shows up with a bouquet of flowers 20 minutes later
Hes not to sure what to say, so he'll just wrap you in a hug
Tries to make you a meal but after struggling he'd make some instant ramen
And just feels so bad because you're sad and what does he do? Make noodles?? He's the worse boyfriend ever
But you enjoy the meal. Your favorite flavor, toppings, drinks.. you're not able to tell him in words so you just kiss him ♡
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dawnthefox24 · 4 months
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Okay so I just remember there was voiceline between Cassidy and Ashe with Ashe telling him he promised he would write too her even though he said he tried I do think that Cassidy wanted to write too Ashe but he didn't know how too.
So I decided to make this little story prompt 
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Cole: *is struggling on how to write a letter to Ashe As there  crumpled balls of paper on the ground all around him*
Gabe & Ana:*watching him struggle *
Gabriel: He's been at this all night even skip a few training lessons thought the kid was playing hokey or something.
Ana: Did you ask him what he was doing or did you get mad at him? 
Gabriel:*stays quiet and advert eye contact since Ana already knew the answer *....
Ana: *sighing* okay you got mad at him, I'll handle it
Gabriel: Ana wait I don't think-  ~~~
Ana:*ignores him and knocks on the open door before walking in * Cassidy?
Cole: *looks over at Ana annoyed  as his eyes are blood shot red and it looked like he's hasn't gotten any sleep* What!?!…
Ana: *doesn't react too his attitude* Are you okay? You've haven't gotten any sleep.
Cole: Why do you even care…you're only gonna get mad at me….
Ana: *walks over to him but kept her distance* Or maybe I won't, Cole you can tell me anything 
Cole:*looked at her and seemed very hesitant to tell her* 
Ana:*raised her hands slightly up* You don't have to tell me if you don't want to. I grew worried since you missed out on training so I did bother you.
Cole:*looks at her and seemed a bit scared but decided to rip off the band-aid* I…I'm trying to write too a friend of mine…
Ana: *nods a bit* okay and who is this friend?
Cole: *seemed very quiet and felt tears building up as he quickly wipes the tears away* please don't be mad….
Ana: *walks over to him before crouching down * Cole look at me, I wont be mad okay. So you can tell me who it is okay
Cole: *looked at her and nods before taking in a deep breath and exhaled slowly * I'm writing to my gang…I just don't even know what to say…I promise Ashe I would write…
Ana: *didn't seem mad but looked at the paper and see that Cole was struggling * okay, how about this you take a break from writing right now. You seem stress if I were you it'll come too you freely so take a break for now and sleep
Cole: B-But I need to write it I- Ana: *Raised her hand up making Cole stop talking* It'll come to you soon, this stuff takes time. You're forcing yourself to write it, but it's only making you stress Cole:*look down and sighs softly nodding* I don't know how too start it Ana: *Feels bad for him but has an idea* Tell you what, how about we and I go out and spend time together. Sometimes keeping yourself busy will help you think of something and if you want I can help you write the letter okay. Cole:*hugs Ana* Thanks and don't tell anyone that I hugged you Ana:*smiles and hugged him back before pulling back* My lips are sealed okay, now come on clearly you didn't eat and the fact you missed out on special training with Reyes and I isn't good so I'll let it slide and I'll try to convince Gabe too understand okay Cole:*nods* Thank you miss Amari Ana:*smiled and ruffled his hair before leaving his room* I'll give you time too collect yourself ~~~ Gabriel: So how did it go? Ana: He's still a kid Reyes, give him time he was a bit stress over a letter. Gabriel: *pinched the bridge of his nose*A letter? Really? Ana: Reyes don't start now, give Cole a break poor soul is stress, after all we were young too. He's still learning so give him time Gabriel:*sighs softly* Alright Ana: *smiles softly but decided to tease him*Thank and I know you have a soft spot for Cole Gabriel: Don't start Ana:*chuckles softly* Alright I won't
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libdarkheart · 1 year
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Aemond x chubby reader
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requests open
Being engaged to Aemond was amazing in so many ways but there were a few things that put Y/N off. First was the looks she would get as she walked through the castle, it was very obvious she was not like the other lady's around court with her chubby thighs, bigger stomach and larger breasts and everyone seemed to love to point it out like she already didn't know she was different.
second the people did not believe her whenever she were to tell them she was to marry the prince and would just laugh in her face and throw insults at her such as.
"I doubt he would marry you, he wants children and I don't think he could ever find your cunt between all that fat to even make a child"
"he need a real women not a pig"
"you know maybe you could marry my cow you two seem to have a lot more in common than you and the prince like your weight."
But usually she would brush them off knowing the prince loved her just as much as Y/N loved him. But tonight was a celebration feast for the two young almost weds and everyone from the court and more would be showing up for it.
"I must say it has been a while since I last say you my prince" a lady of the court had exclaimed as she sat down next to Y/N's fiancé as she sat on the other side of him.
"yes, it has but I have been preparing for my wedding with my love" He responded as he looked at Y/N only for her to smile back at him.
"yes it must be dreadful for you to be forced into a marriage" she said while nodding and giggling only to realise that the man next to her did not find it so funny.
"oh we were not forced into marriage we chose to get married. he saved me from being married to a man 3 times my age" Y/N butted in as she kissed her betrothed's cheek making his lip twitch up slightly before he stood up and held his hand out to her.
"my lady would you care for a dance?" he requested making his love giggle and laid her hand in his as he dragged her of to the middle of the room.
"It is a full time job fighting all those women off from you" Y/N laughed as Aemond smirked.
"well you wont have to do that for long because everyone will know I am your just like you are mine" he whispered in her ear before dipping her down as the music came to an end and Y/N yawned.
"I guess it is time for bed my love I shall walk you to your chambers" as he escorted her from the hall and walked down the corridors but paused as they heard whining and whispering.
"he was meant to be mine not that bitch whale" The lady from the court cried as her friends tried to console her.
"I am sure he is only doing this out of pity for the fat slob of meat and is truly in love with you" one of her friends whispered as the couple behind them came closer.
"yes that has to be it, he belongs to me I was meant to be the princess" she said determined as she was about to march back into the hall and confront the prince but stopped as she say the couple.
"my prince I-" she tried to excuse her self but Aemond cut her off.
"I want you, your family and your friends out of the kings landing by morning and if I see you after that I will feed you to my dragon DO. YOU. UNDERSTAND?" he demanded as the lady cried and begged for forgiveness at his feet but all he done was kick her off him and pick up his love making her yelp.
"now I am going to take my betrothed to her chambers and make love to her showing her that she is the women I love not you. Her curves are my favourite part of her appearance not that I need to prove anything to you" He said as he stalked off with his love in his arms as she kissed his cheek.
"my savour once again."
this it my first post so I hope everyone likes it and if you have an idea or request message me and ill do it. I love to do crossovers and soulmate story's so don't be afraid to ask me to write about anything because I love to write.
thank you bye
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witchersmistress · 10 months
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Monster part 9
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Not a bad way to end a monday with another monster feeding. but i do feel that the end of this series will come to an end soon.. but dont fret my darlings August wont stay away forever
Trigger warnings: lots of feels, anger and self hatered and soft August and probably irratation at your truly but im pricklty what can i say
word count: 1K
my usual warnings, you do not have permission to copy my work in any shape way or form, if you do ill find you and haunt you for the rest of your days
Your POV
“What?” August asked. I looked into his blue eyes, trying not to lose it. “ I’m still pregnant, Price confirmed it” I reached across the bed for the chart that he left. I handed it off to him “ He ran test at the hospital because something just didn't seem quite right then he took so more blood and did another scan just to be sure that he didn't need to perform a D and C and he found baby B.” i felt  the tears spilling down my cheeks, August was silent and still. “Our son is still alive”
He collapsed to his knees after my statement. He looked up at me, his blue eyes swirling with so many emotions, taking one of his hands and placing it on the soft swell of my belly.” How is this possible? They were twins weren't they?”  he let out a shaky breath as he pressed his face into my stomach, his scruff tickling me as he moved his face feathering kisses along my stomach. “They were fanternal twins, so they had separate sacs and placentas. The one we lost had stopped growing, so the accident was enough to get my body to abort it. Your eyes became glassy as you looked at my belly, cupping your face, I picked up your head and spoke in a soft whisper “ He didn't get them both and he never will. My father will not win.” those blue eyes met mine and questioned my statement.
 you stood to your full height covering me in shadow “What are you saying?” you spoke softly,  face hardened slightly, kissed my hair. "Tell me what you want, little one. I'll give it to you. Anything. Everything. Just name it. Do you want more revenge? Do you want the world to fear you?" I stare blankly up at you as you rip off my sweater and make me face the mirror while resting his head on my shoulder. Feel your fingers working my muscles gently. Hear your heavy passionate breathing. Staring at the girl in the mirror with her skin flushed from arousal, I whisper, "I want someone to love me." I watch as my eyes well up, blurring the edges of my vision, making the girl in the mirror dissolve within the pools.
 Dissolve and appear more visually accurate to the life she has lived; the one she has barely existed in. Like nothing. No one's choice. Is it too much to ask? Fuck! It's too much to ask! There isn't enough moisture left in her eyes, the need to cry a throbbing sensation. She has cried too much. "I want someone to love me!" I say again, bursting bright red and shaking. He turns me to face him, cupping my cheeks. I sob those soundless noises and shed those dry tears. "No one loves me." My voice wobbles, emotions forcing my feet backwards, desperate for space. your hands slip from my face.
you would have never allowed me this wide breadth before, but you are now. "No one has ever loved me, August. I pretended for so long. That maybe if my dad just saw me, just spoke to me, I mean. I can be funny, right? Can I be interesting? I'm—" "I love her." My eyes fly open. I slap my hand over my mouth, shaking my head against the tight grip, my mind and body and soul unable to process what he said. Unable to accept it. Not now. Not after all the lies and betrayal, a perpetual downpour of deceit. The words play in my mind. "I love her." Has anyone ever said that to me? Ever? 
"What did you say?" My reaction causes his jaw to pulse, causing torment to fill his dark, dangerous eyes. "I love you," you say again. "And I want to love you so fucking hard there is no room for the past. Or the pain. And I will, sweet girl. I won't stand  by and allow you not to like yourself when what I see is... spectacular."
 No. I crane my neck, searching his eyes for the truth lying below the surface. The truth. But there is too much emotion filling me right now. My heart strains to balloon for this broken soul, petrified to stone, unable to pump hard within a crushed body. It wants to. God, it wants to believe you. "You love her?" "I love you." Someone loves you, little one. I shake my head slowly. "No." My throat tightens with those dry contractions. "No. You can't." My head moves violently from side to side. No. You can't. Not you. Not the most impressive man in the world. "You're just saying it. You have seen the absolute worst of me! You have seen all the flaws. You can't. I don't believe it. I'm just your burden. Your pretty little burden. I'm—"
 "I didn't see any flaws, little one. I saw you tearing down the middle. I saw you being mauled by life. I can't rip those fuckers from your mind, but I will rip them from this world. All of them." your blue eyes blazing. "I did. I will be your thorns, sweet girl. Your future is with me. Do you know what that means?" I blink ahead because amidst the horror of the past few weeks, in the middle of all this trauma, you are saying everything I have ever dreamed of. 
They are the worst words to associate with this feeling, with this dissonance, self-hate, and the words that I most needed to hear. To believe them, though. I can’t. Can I? After all I have endured, believing would be like jumping from a tree the moment I was given wings. Not trying them out. Or growing into them. Just diving headfirst and hoping they fit. They hold my weight. The weight of my past. 
The whiplash of this decision wraps around me. I can’t grapple with what to feel or say or organize in my mind because it's too much. When I don’t answer, your deep, commanding voice rumbles, "It means you aren't an ordinary, sweet girl." I relent my internal debate, finding your eyes—piercing, fierce blue vortexes of sentiment. "You're powerful." I nod slowly. "It's in your blood, that power." My mouth opens as your words sail around me, my chest pumping harder to draw in air. "You're not my pretty little burden, baby."  lifting my chin. "You're my pretty little queen."
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distant-velleity · 4 months
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okay i'm not gonna do the full formatting thing but basically this was a prompt fill i did for twstober, for the prompt "save," and i'm posting it now bc i want to talk abt chrysos lol
it's based off the idea that in my version of book 4, he's part of the plan to expose jamil, helping to deceive him through use of his signature spell... which generates a lot of blot... hahaha. i promise he wont overblot yet. anyway. i can talk about all that in another post, but for now, enjoy :)
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This can’t keep going on.
That’s the mantra in Chrysos’ head, furious and bitter, that’s been going through his head the whole time. Whatever Jamil’s pulling (is something Chrysos wishes he could do against the royal family sometimes) needs to be stopped, but their efforts so far have been relatively fruitless.
Maybe it’s time for him to pull out his signature spell again. No, not maybe—he can pull it off again, he has to. If it can catch Jamil off-guard once, another aspect of it can do that again.
Chrysos steels himself as the Phantom behind Jamil winds back a robed limb to strike him. He hears panicked yells from around him, but focuses on only his magic while the Phantom swings at him—
Think of the hunger and thirst that can only truly be discovered on land. Think of the golden dust that robs people of everything. Think of the scorching sun that dries up everything under its light!
—and points his magic pen forward, reciting, “When crops wilt and seas dry up, all that is left is the ever-consuming sand. 「All or Nothing: King’s Roar」 !”
The Phantom’s entire arm turns to sand, fine grains of it, causing both it and Jamil to cry out in agony. Azul, Jade, and Floyd take advantage of this opportunity to fire more synchronized spells at it.
Chrysos’ shoulders sag in relief, before the exhaustion and nausea of replicating such a powerful signature spell hits him. He staggers backwards, vision failing him momentarily, and doesn’t even notice the ball of potent, violent fire magic flying straight at him.
“CHRYSOS!” 
Someone tackles him out of the way, sending them both rolling a few meters away. Chrysos gasps and fumbles to stop them, before realizing it’s Santiago who just inelegantly saved him from uncertain death.
“Stupid fish,” Santiago pants, peeling himself off of Chrysos, “I had to run all that way to save you, y’know? And—look at your magic pen!”
Chrysos looks down at his pen, clutched in his hand like a lifeline. His heart almost stops when he sees the inky blackness clouding up more than half of the lavender gem at its end.
What the hell?!
“It’s fine,” he rasps through a dry throat, forcing himself to stand up. Then he corrects himself. “I… thought it was fine.”
Santiago is oddly incensed, though. “No, it isn’t, you idiot. Stop using your signature spell! We don’t need another Overblot.”
Something tells Chrysos that’s not all there is to it; that something being the unexpected, unfamiliar concern and anger in Santiago’s eyes.
“Okay, okay, just—I’m fine now. I get it,” Chrysos insists, the words spilling out quickly. “I won’t use it anymore.”
Santiago purses his lips, brows furrowed, and reluctantly nods. He then turns around to rejoin the battle, oddly enough to the Octavinelle student.
Why isn’t he asking for anything in return? Chrysos wonders. I owe him now, but… Could it be… No, I’m sure it’s just urgency.
“Thank you. For saving me,” he adds quickly, before Santiago is out of earshot. 
“Don’t worry about it,” Santiago replies, tone sounding off. “Just… don’t die.”
Ah. Is he… seriously that worried? About me?
Unsure what to do about this revelation, Chrysos huffs a laugh. “I can manage that. You don’t need to ask.”
“I’m not asking,” retorts Santiago, although he seems relieved nonetheless.
They dive back into the fight together.
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drkcnry67 · 6 months
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SPN Kinktober day 3
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Mark our love in Baby
Dean x reader
Impala sex
Tags: virginity loss in backseat of car, cock in pussy, cum in pussy, being laid down pressed against the seat of a classic car, maybe more along these lines if i missed anything let me know
rating: 18+
No summery
it was a lovely day for the beginning of a weekend getaway, your boyfriend of 3 years has planned the perfect weekend getaway for your anniversary complete with a demonic possession, a campsite in the middle of no where, and a surprise that would change your life forever.
yn: baby the person the possessed isnt gonna make it through this
dean: son of a bitch
yn: baby its not the first person lost to possession and it wont be the last.
dean: you're right we will give the body a proper funeral once we expell this demon
you throw down your lighter and encase the demon in a devils trap... the bitch screeches, and starts laughing maniacly
yn: start the exorcism babe, im gonna bless the house to make sure the ground is consecrated to give the soul rest
dean: wait what
yn: did i forget to mention that im a brand new witch
dean: for how long yn
yn: since i went to deal with that out of sorts witch coven a year or so ago... i dont use my powers very often and besides they are still manifesting... i dont have the full powers yet
dean: just stay here do this exorcism with me and then we will discuss this further.
the exorcism done and your boyfriend helping you to bury the body on a small piece of consecrated ground you both go back to the impala.
dean: why did you not tell me about your powers.
yn: why did you sell your soul... dean i did it to save you.... okay i figured that one day you'd find out but i wasnt expecting it to be right now... im
thats when deans lips crashed into your own, the passion, the force, you were now in throws of deep passion with this man that made your heart soar.
he tore off your clothes and laid you in the back of the impala. his touch gentle and sweet, his kisses keeping you from voicing your opinions.
thats when his hands moved to your hips...
dean(breathless): let me know when you want me to stop
yn: never...
dean kisses you again as his cock slides right into your pussy. this made you scream into the kiss. your pussy was clutching dean's now hard cock as it thrust in and out of your pussy.
dean: your pussy is gushing baby, lets mark our love in baby, lets make a baby
yn: yes baby yes cum in me, push me to my limit.
half an hour later you both reached your peak. this was your time to shine, well to release. you reached your peaks at the same time. you squirted all over dean the back seat of the impala and the window...
dean: i never thought baby would see this much action back here but look at that we have officially cristened the back seat of this car.
yn: that was incredible and i couldnt have lost my virginity to a better man. im so glad we waited
dean: let me tell you it wasnt easy but now i feel like we need a different step.. so its time now for my surprise. which i have in my jeans which i think are by your head...
You grab his jeans and hand them to him as he reaches into the pocket and pulls out a small velcro bag.
Dean: now I know this is not the traditional method for this but it was easier than carrying it in a box. So I have a question for you yn...
You watch as he pulls out a small silver band that has one small diamond in the center.
Dean: will you marry me? Share my life with me.
Yn: yes yes yes yes
Dean slides the ring on your finger and begins to fuck you senseless again this time for the right reasons.
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lizidabizi · 8 months
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As promised, the very incomplete story I will pass on for gear grinding imaginations
I am a 2inch tall imp
I had been banished out by my tribe in the woods for being too helpless. At a certain age we are supposed to be useful with any job we are good at doing as long as it benefits the tribe like cooking or gathering.
I on the other hand am actually really short for my species believe it or not. Imps are very small we are normally 3-5 inches tall. I had actually stoped growing in my young age so I am now short by a few inches.
Nobody knows what caused this. My parents took me to the medical guy a lot and he still cant figure it out they just say its a mutation of some sorts.
But that didn’t stop them from seeing if I was useful they maybe thought I could help them with treating injuries since I have such small hands I can get a bandage on precisely or get a splinter.
That didn’t work out, apparently clumsiness comes with the cutoff height. I somehow managed to knock over every single thing of medical herbs the room was a total disaster with plants covering the whole floor like a carpet.
The medical guy wasn’t too amused by this and sent me off to find a more suitable job. It was easier said than done nobody wanted a weakling like me to help out with those jobs. Ive never seen anyone not get a job to help out but I’ve heard that something really bad could happen if you don’t. I would do anything.
Finally it was down to making clothes. They didn’t mind my height they just hoped I could learn to sew leaves and moss together to put on. I actually enjoyed it till it was time to actually start doing the job. I put stuff together and it looked decent enough to wear. Thankfully no clumsy accidents yet.
Thats what I thought till the day came that people where actually wearing what I had made. I thought that I am very useful now and nobody will scorn me for my height. Then my mentor who thought me how to sew looked at one of my pieces and pointed out that the thread needed to be tied or melted to stay in place and not come undone.
I was worried for a second thinking ‘wow that was a close one the person who was going to wear this would have been embarrassed to have this fall apart in front of others’
Then it hit me, I forgot to do that for all of them, but they’ve been fine till now so maybe its no big deal. I go outside and my more recent works have reached their limit and are now unraveling while being worn. I made a lot and a lot was being worn out in front of everyone.
That was it, there was no room for explanations, my mentor had told me this and that it was important to remember how could I have been so stupid to forget. Maybe it is because im short but now thats least of my worries. Im in front of the elders the next day with others and all are contemplating what to do with me.
We’ve never had anyone not be useful and be so bad at everything at the same time. My parents are worried what they will do to me but they have no say in my fate for I am of age to be responsible for myself.
The next day rolls around and I wake tied to a stick being in the middle of our little village. “The elders have decided to rid this tribe of y/n for being useless and a burden to our lives” said that announcement person for the elders.
I look around and theres all the people I grew up with and known for a long time having the most horrifying looks they could give to me. My parents still loved me but had to let it go. They carry the stick with me on it like rotisserie berries and to the lush areas of gathering. Nobody has passed a certain point for gathering they say that once you leave theres no way back.
I was scared of what my fate has become and to never see anyone ever again. They cut me off the stick and tell me to go out there before they force me. I didn’t like the way their spears twitched when they said that so I complied. Maybe its better out there anyway there wont be anyone to criticize me only me myself and I.
I walked through the ominous cloudy wall of the barrier and it felt warm and cozy and kinda tickled my nose. I open my eyes to a more vast green forest with more plants than anything. The gathering spots had a lot of vegetation but nothing as abundant and wild. Still the same large sizes and types but just less tame.
I look back to see the barrier was not there. Its like it didn’t exist. I walk towards where it should be but I don’t feel or see anything its like it was never there. I started to understand why nobody had returned when they cross over. Now I wondered if those people had survived out here this long maybe theres another tribe somewhere.
No. I want to be alone I would be of no use to anyone anyways. I should find somewhere to sleep. It would be great if we still had magic like our ancestors did. It would be useful to do magic at all maybe I wouldn’t have been banished too. Thats too much hope for something as helpless as me.
*whoosh*
What was that!? I look behind me to find a large animal with wings. Ive heard of great beasts but nothing compares to something so terrifying. Its 10x my height with sharp eyes and beak and those feet that look like they are ready to tear me apart.
It squawks at me and moves closer. Maybe they don’t like to eat imps. I was so wrong. Now im running for my life from a feathery beast that could swallow me in one bite. Thankfully there was a small log near I could easily run into. Wasn’t actually easy for I have never ran like that since childhood.
Im inside this small log thats big compared to me lots of walking space but small enough this beast cant get me. Its sticking its head through the opening of the log snapping the beak at me trying to eat me then it backs away in defeat. Not giving up though it gets on top of the log and starts stabbing its beak through making small holes in the roof.
If it keeps up it could become unstable and make it open to the beast to get me. Im so dead im so dead I need a miracle I don’t want to be eaten by this beast!
Then a miracle happens. The beast suddenly stops its attempts to get me and all I hear are its panicking squawks and then a sharp painful sound and its quiet. My view is limited because of this log all I see is wood, the grass from the opening and the sky from where the beast dug its beak into.
I get up from my frozen with fear position and slowly make my way to the opening of the log to see what had saved me. It was a giant. He has bushy brown hair, light brown eyes, and a smooth face with a red flannel shirt. This guy was so tall, so much bigger than that beast and so much more dangerous, but why am I not afraid.
Maybe because he doesn’t know of my existence or because he unknowingly saved me, but I feel safe just by looking at him. He was holding the beast by its feet looked like he slit its neck. “Looks like hawk meat tonight” he said. His voice is smooth yet deep, it booms because im so small.
So thats what its called a hawk. The giant man looks satisfied with his catch not caring what the hawk was preying on only that it was a very easy snag. That hawk looked so pitiful in his hand. Wings drooping straight down on the sides with its toung sticking out and X’s in its eyes.
Yea its completely dead. The man starts to clean the knife he slit the neck with and put it back in his pocket. That was my ticket to safety all I need to do is stick around him. I dash out of the log as soon as the man stands to his full height and starts to leave I run as fast as I can already getting out of breath.
I didn’t think I would ever make it but I managed to grab the boot lace and climb onto the shoe to ride. It was not a pleasant ride so bumpy and I almost fell off every step. Had to squeeze into the laces a bit for a little stability.
…Half an hour later, we finally stoped and I was so ready to get off of this hell ride. I made sure to look around and see if I saw anything that resembled the inside or outside of a house and sure enough I did and I didn’t wait a second to dash to the nearest hiding spot.
He had stoped to put the hawk on a stump to defeather and eat later. I was outside of his house hiding behind a flower pot with nothing but dirt in it. He leaves to go inside and I come out to look for my own way in.
Maybe I should have stayed on the shoe a little longer, this guy is really good at keeping his house im-penetrable. I do see a window though, its time to find something to climb.
There is a vine growing up the house so I use that to climb up to the window and when I reach it the window is slightly open what luck. I slip through and am now on the windowsill.
Now to find a way down, theres very long curtains lets slide down that. I slid down to the floor and find the house to be filled with wood made things, a dark maroon carpet, and a fireplace.
All the furniture looked hand made in wood. I was hiding in the curtain like it was a big blanket. I see the man in his kitchen doing something with his back turned. This was my chance to start anew and live off this guy by borrowing items he wont miss.
Its not stealing if he doesn’t find out.
This guy may seem very off the grid but this house at least has outlets he only used in the kitchen and for lights but not much.
Making a home out of the outlets proved quite difficult because of how they are a few inches off the floor. My 2 inch stature couldn’t get an outlet to come out of the wall even if my life depended on it…
Oh wait, it does
I skipped the outlets and actually found a premade hole in the wall behind the biggest shelf. At least with this small size I can fit between the most tiny spaces with ease.
The hole seemed all rugged like someone chewed their way through. I shudder at the thought of what creature had such sharp teeth to accomplish this.
I hope this creature had moved out already, I am so ready to sleep somewhere, anywhere safe. I bet its already getting dark outside for how long this day had lasted.
I go inside of the hole in the wall that was just a little taller than me to find myself surrounded by darkness. Maybe the giant man has recourses to light stuff. Not those big lights though, they seem way too difficult.
I felt around the inside of the wall to find something solid and all I could feel was the walls inside the wall. I give up, ima just lay down on the floor, im tired enough.
I fall asleep almost immediately, my last thought being about the giant man.
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I wake up the next morning, what was I dreaming about again? Oh well. I need to make this place more livable for myself.
Since its daytime now I can see inside the wall a little better with light leaking through the outside wood of the house. I find the hole in the wall and walk out to behind the shelf.
Going to the edge of the shelf I smell something delicious in the air. I peer out into the vast flooring of the home and search for what could be the mouth watering smell.
It was the giant man, he was in the kitchen making something sizzle over this table thing that seemed to have short blue fire at the very top with knobs on the sides.
He had a plate with a handle over it and I guess the food he was making was on that. All the sizzling was making me hungry it reminded me of roasted nuts back at home but it smells nothing like I’ve ever smelled before.
Then he said something about how he was so ready to eat this stuff or something he kinda mumbled it but I think he said something like bacon or bekon?
Whatever it is smelled so good. I am so hungry right now but I cant. This guy seems nice but theres no way I am revealing myself just for a good smell.
I stay where im hidden behind this shelf and sit on the floor. I watch as he finishes up the sizzling and sits at the table with a plate filled with yellow fluffy stuff and the beckon stuff he was sizzling.
After he ate his meal the man grabbed a few things and left the home for the day. I sure hope he’s gone the whole day.
Now its time to search for supplies. I run to the bottom of his table in the kitchen and try to find a way up. Theres no way up sadly. I search the home for anything that I could easily climb to find anything useful at all.
Theres a basket in the floor in the carpeted room that has the fireplace and a long fluffy looking chair.
I run to the basket hoping something useful is inside. The basket was very easy to climb with its big lumps making up the whole thing and foot holds.
Once I reach the top I look inside and am amazed at how much fluffy string could be in one place. It looked like the stuff I sewed with back at home only its much softer and thicker.
This stuff could be useful in bedding and to get to places easier. I find a color I liked best and find its end to start pulling. I pull it to the top of the basket and jump down trusting this fluffy string to catch and let me down slowly.
It does that very thing as im slowly being lowered to the ground to run back to the hole with the string being dragged the whole way.
I make it to the shelf and look behind me to find the string is uncoiled and stretched across the whole floor from me to inside the basket so I think its time to run all the way back and grab it and pull it out some more.
This string is very long I wonder when it will stop. Finally the other end pops over the edge of the basket now I can pull it all back to the hole.
This day took a long time for me to find just one resource but it was worth it, now I have a huge bundle of string for a bed and its very comfy.
I look back out from behind the shelf and notice its getting a little dark, I hope the man is ok he should be back before dark it didn’t look like he brought a light source with him.
I catch myself thinking about the man and wonder why am I thinking about him, why am i so worried? He’s perfectly capable of protecting himself.
Then as I am about to head back into my home to sleep I hear the door open and close. The man is back and looks very tired. I wonder what he did all day to look so drained. I don’t recall seeing him like this yesterday even when walking half an hour just to get back home.
I have a lot of energy for an imp so that would never happen to me, I was even working all day just to get a bedding. Im tired now yes but not as tired as he is. Its also getting dark maybe he is supposed to go to bed early.
He sets his stuff on the table and strides to the far room the corner of the house where I see a bed and a lamp to the side. He closes his door and thats the last I see of him for the day.
I should get to bed too. I cant wait to sleep on the pile of fluffy string.
The next day rolls around and I wake up to the inside of the wall illuminated just like yesterday, with light seeping in through the thin wood walls.
I go out to behind the shelf and peek out to find the man not making beckon like yesterday but instead sitting on the floor messing with hooks and white string.
It confuses me why is he putting string into the holes of the weird looking hooks, they seem too small in his hands how does he get it to do what he wants it to. Then I realize, hey they look the perfect size for me to carry around with me.
Maybe I could steal one with a string on it to help me climb tables. He looks busy, theres so many maybe he wont realize if one goes missing. I carefully come out of my hiding spot to dart to another behind a leg of a small table.
I then keep doing this till im behind the man and searching for a hook to steal. He puts them in a pile to his side after he puts the string on it. Then the man mutters something like yesterday except its not about the food its about the stringed hooks and how he wishes he wasn’t fishing alone. I think thats what he said but im not sure.
I think he talks to himself a lot, he’s probably been alone for a long time. Nobody to talk with so he mutters to himself to feel not so alone.
I wait for the opportunity to grab and run, he turns his head to one side so I grab the stringed hook on the other and dash for cover.
Now to make my way back to the hole, I do the dashing and hiding thing all the way back to the shelf and I put the stringed hook to the side of my home thinking what I should do to make it useful.
Im too exhausted to do anything else from all the dashing and hiding, and to think about how scary it was to be so close to him and if he had looked over a certain way in my direction he would have seen me.
Maybe, I actually don’t know if im able to be seen or not. He didn’t feel me on his shoe the one day. I think I could be too small to be noticed by the giant man.
Going back to behind the shelf and peering out, I see the man still doing the same exact thing. I feel bad for him, he is so alone. Now that I think about it, he doesn’t look happy any time I see him.
Oh wait, he looked happy when I first saw him in the woods that day, and yesterday when he was making and eating the beckon.
I think he is happy when he accomplishes something. Now I am afraid of what he could be happy about if he knew I existed.
Wonder why he’s inside today anyway, I expected him to go outside each day to do something like killing a hawk to eat for dinner. I look out one of the windows from the spot im standing in and see water falling from the sky.
It wasn’t doing that when I woke up. Maybe he predicted it would happen, I haven’t seen rain often back home maybe because of the barrier but I guess he saw a nasty cloud from afar and decided it was going to get bad.
He completed putting the string on the hooks and is now putting them all into a box that he puts on the table next to the shelf im hiding behind.
I look up from my spot and see him smiling down at the box, so he had accomplished this too thats why he’s happy now.
Still looking up at his smile I start feeling hot and my cheeks are even hot. Thats not normal, thats never happened to me before. Why did it happen all of a sudden like that?
Panicking I run back into my home and lay on my pile of string bed. It will pass, it has to. Imps don’t get sick often we have great immune systems.
It stoped, maybe I had a 10 second fever.
I go back out and see the man looking out his window. With a glum face. The grey sky’s color doesn’t help with making him look any better.
I start to burn up again. Again with this, why!?
Wait its every time I feel for this guy, I feel so sad for him, now im burning up more just by thinking about him. Ok so maybe it is every time I think about him too, but why?
Ive heard of imps saying feelings are torture, maybe this is what they meant. I think I have a crush on this giant. No I cant love the giant he is a giant and I am an imp.
Even if we look the same, the size gives no chance, and theres the fact that he could do anything to me and I wouldn’t be able to do anything. If he saw me he would probably cook me up for his next meal or get surprised and squash me out of fear of whatever I look like to him.
Next day- I woke up and decided not to go looking for the giant man and instead get busy with making the stringed hook useful. I woke up this morning and realized I hadn’t eaten in two days. I was too busy with surviving the current problems.
Good thing imps don’t need much food a day since we are busy doing jobs and we are so small theres less needed energy.
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so-many-fandoms-here · 7 months
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(English isn’t my first language so feel free to correct any mistakes you notice)
• Characters: Shuntarō Chishiya, fem!Reader
•Genre: angst, fluff
•Warnings: mentions of violence
Angst Prompts - #3
Guilt is creeping through my body as I think about Arisu being beaten up by Niragi again. Chishiyas plan worked just as he thought but the price we had to pay was to to use someone as our bait.
Thousand violent imaginations what Niragi might do to him are popping up before my eyes and no matter how much I cry, my tears just won’t seem to wash the pictures away.
„(Y/n)“, I hear Chichiyas voice again. He tries to talk to me since we came back to his room, but I’m technically on stand-by. „(Y/n). Talk to me.“ I just keep staring against the wall. „You know I had to do something, right?“
Of course I know but that doesn’t make it better. It’s a cruel world that forces us to do cruel things but I refuse to believe it was the only option he had.
„I know“, I whisper between my tears. „But you didn’t had to use him like that.“
„But it worked“, he answers. I couldn’t help but laugh. „It worked?!“ I ask furiously. „Well that’s nice, maybe we can tell Arisu if we find what’s left of him!“
„(Y/n)“, Chishiya tries to reason again, but I interrupt him. „No!“ I scream and stand up from the bed I was sitting on. „The militants got him! Niragi got him! You know what that bastard is capable of!“ I feel new tears well up, so I quickly look up and rub over my eyes to prevent them from rolling down my cheek.
As I look back down Chishiya stands in front of me, calm as always, what makes me even more angry. „I know“, he just answers.
„Then why did you do it?!“ I scream at the top of my lungs, straight to his face. No muscle in his face even twitches, but his hands start to move. He grabs my arms, pushes me against the wall and looks me dead in the eyes. „Because I want us to get out of here“, he says, calm but intense, never leaving my eyes out of his.
„I know you want to save him“, Chishiya continues after I don’t say anything. „You want to help and save everyone. Your heart is way too big for this twisted world. Way too big for your own good sometimes.“
The tension is thick, his eyes are burning into mine and my arms are getting sore from his grip, but I don’t dare to move. Not because I’m afraid of him, I’m afraid of everything that is beyond his arms. He has a reason to do what he does, but others do it for fun, like Niragi. I’m not angry at him, I’m angry at the world we’re in.
Chishiyas hands become a bit softer as he continues to speak: „I cherish you for your good nature and sometimes I wish I was a bit more like you, but right now you need to be a little more like me. Of course I care but on the other hand it doesn’t matter what happens to Arisu or someone else, because at the end of the day are you the one that lays next to me.“
My heart stops beating for a second, just to start as twice as fast than before again.
„Look, I know I’m not the hero in this story, but as long as you and I are okay I don’t need to be. I will get us out of here and I will do whatever it takes to leave this hell with you by my side. If I compare it, it’s a small cost for a big prize.“
His eyes are now soft and his hands simply lay on my biceps. Tears are flowing down my cheeks, like a waterfall that just won’t stop. I almost collapse in his arms, trying to hold him as close as possible while I inhale his smell. I try to safe this moment for forever, try to bottle it up so it’s safe in my memory, in my heart.
„I‘m scared“, I manage to whisper after I ran out of tears. „I’m just so scared.“
„I know“ Chishiya’s matching his volume with mine, whispering in my ear. My head hurts from the crying and screaming and I’m tired, but I refuse to let go of him just yet. Thankfully he doesn’t seem to mind.
I feel like my fics are getting worse with every piece I write 💀 still wont stop lol. I hope you liked it anyways 🫶🏻
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