#i think im starting to remember how to dress dragons

[mingkilovur]

Prologue

pairing: nightfury!seonghwa x ?!reader wc:488 summary: you grew up your whole life despising dragons. they've taken everything from you, everything you once had has become nothing but a distant memory. you swore to avenge your family, the life you once knew if it's the last thing you did. but what happens when theres an obstacle in your way? when you find out nothings is as it truly seems.... type of story:series(maybe mini series tbd) cw: character death, mentions of blood, nightmares(pls lmk if i missed anything) (series masterlist || overall masterlist)

You could smell the fire. taste the ash. you swore you could feel the talons digging into your back. the ground disappearing from under your feet as you get carried away and then falling and falling and falling and fa-

you jolt awake with a gasp, tears streaming down your face as you throw the covers off of your body and grab at your chest. Its the 3rd night in a row you’ve had the same dream(really a nightmare) it always starts and ends the same; your younger self playing dress up with your mom, tiaras on both your heads and the prettiest dresses ever seen in castle Crescent Moon. you dance and sing along to the soft music playing in the background until suddenly, your father bursts through the rooms doors frantic and out of breath. Everything happens in a blur, all you remember is running through doors and down long corridors, screams bouncing off the walls and assaulting your ears like loud sirens. 

cries of despair getting louder as you start to feel warmer, smell fire. you escape the walls of the castle leaving behind your parents, leaving behind the last shred of a life you once knew. you hear a loud whistle and suddenly, what’s left of the castle explodes into flames. your entire life destroyed in seconds. you scream for your family “mom? dad? where are you?” though your cries fall onto deaf ears, no one left alive to answer your pleas; 

you’re alone…

  you hear wings flapping and you feel the earth beneath your feet trembling. you look towards the sky and see a thunder of dragons flying away. all variations and sizes, large enough to instill fear in your heart even if departing. You hear a loud roar from behind you, and suddenly there’s an excruciating pain in your upper back. Long calloused talons dig into your flesh, ripping tendons and muscles alike causing you to cry out.

You feel the earth disappearing from under your feet, and you glance around frantically in hopes to see your captor. you let out a blood curdling scream, what you see as you look up scares you. a pair of neon green eyes molded into tiny slits stare back at you in anger, in disgust. It lets out a low menacing growl that reverberates deep into your being, radiating its malice and hatred towards you.

“Please p-please let me down, i'm scared” you cry out as you begin to thrash hoping to dislodge the sharp talons from your skin. You can feel the warm blood dripping and trailing down your back and you watch the dragon take a long whiff of the smell. It’s eyes widening and pupils dilating, then suddenly it releases its talons from your skin , letting you free fall. You hear the wind rushing past as you fall, gravity pulling you down down down… 

Until finally… nothing

a/n: ok ok... be honest how was it... im actually kind of nervous to be posting anything i think that's why everything i've ever written has stayed a wip BUT i have faith in myself to do this!! any feedback is appreciated!! stay happy and healthy- squish<3

#ateez #ateez x reader #mingkilouvr #seonghwa x reader #park seonghwa #wings of contempt #dragon!au #nightfury!idol #ateez fanfic #ateez imagines #ateez seonghwa #park seonghwa x reader #ateez fluff #hongjoong x reader #yunho x reader #yeosang x reader #san x reader #mingi x reader #wooyoung x reader #jongho x reader #ateez imagine #ateez fic #ateez au

[marvelita85]

Insest, sex, mention of sex,

The only thought repulse you, marrying that rapist, your brothers tried to talk in your favor you knew even in their side Aemond was fighting against it but Aegon asked your hand as a truce between blacks and greens to asure his safty and his family to give you the queens tittle if your mother renounced to hers

- you cant ever start to concidered giving y/n to him.... Helaena died miserable being beside that...- Rhaenyra coulnt keep talking

- hear me out... y/n is a smart girl... she knows what to do... how to handle them... both brothers showed aftection for her... with the right move we will have a very strong player from the inside

- mother... Daemon is right... - you didnt call him father ever he was your real one, you were very much like him you werent naif you knew the part you had to play in that game

- you realised you will have to perform your wife duties with him... he wont spare you, he will break you...

- mother thats what they think, that Im breakable... I am a dragon I wont break, I promise you here and now they will bend to my will and I will make them pay for almost killing Luke with tears of blood

Rhaenyra huged you and you close your eyes knowing the next raven to kingslanding would seal your fate

-I wonder what did he conquer to wear the conqueror's crown

- probably the whole flee bottons street whores

- dont remind me I have to spend the rest of my nights with him...

- he probably will ignore you... - you look at your brother Jace and he try to give you a kind smile, there was no doubt in your mind you hated him, his face wasnt a please one when you didnt wear the dress the queen mother wanted you to wear for the ceremony, you wear your dark and red colors, not the green of your new husband

- I see you are not wearing the dress my mother have chosen for you

- your mother is not the queen anymore, I am and I'll wear whatever I want to wear not your mother's choice beside green was never my color

The hand was serious he knew the union was going to be a problem but there was no way of taking the idea out of Aegon's mind

Aegon wasnt bad looking he looked young and beautiful, but his actions were the reason to dislike him, you were hoping he drink so much he would pass out in the wedding night but you werent that lucky, your eyes found Aemond's one looking back at you devastingly knowing you wouldnt be his anymore ever there was a chance between you

Aegon was enjoying every moment, you remembered the bedding ceremony and you thought you could be sick in front of everyone, at the mare sujestion Aemond and Daemon rise from their sits looking back at Aegon with murderous eyes, you look back at your father rising from your own sit offering your hand to your husband, Aegon look back at you holding your hand and both of you alone left the party to his chambers

- I know you wish for me to be my brother.. - you frown looking at him, you sat back into the matress of his bed - I wish to show you I'm not the monster you think I am - Aegon said getting closer and you tried to calm yourself this was a night you had to survive

He wasnt agresive or rude to you, on the contrary you were surprise at the care Aegon plunged into that night, you tried to be calm and quiet, let him have what he seek with that marriage and what you thought would be the only night transform in almost all nights but Aemond lived there too and that was a passion you couldnt tell your heart to doze

Your plan was working to perfection, you had your husband satisfied with you, even you fill your ideas into his head that it was better for him to take another hand that his grandfather was old and he didnt find the same expectations as your grandfather did in the past

- who would you name as hand... - Aegon asked from bed one night, you smile touching the conqueror's daga resting in one of the tables closer to the bed, it would be so easy to plunged it into his bare chest and be done with it all but Aegon's death would result in your own and you didnt want that....

- maybe... Ser Criston.... - he was a green too but more volatile and hot tempered than Otto that would make it easier for Daemon to bring him out to battle if the oportunity arise

- my brother's knight?

- he protects you too... besides I believe you need change and Otto cant give you that anymore - Aegon smile grabbing your hand pushing from it and kissing your lips , your side of the family was safe because of your marriage but you wanted them to pay for what they have done

Aemond was your next target, when you knew your husband was in your hands you move to the prince, who always have wanted you and didnt mind sharing you with his brother

That lilac eye watching you everytime you cross path into the castle you smile to him caress his hand when you pass beside him without anyone noticing

He couldnt keep pretending nothing happend one day crossing path into the hallway going into his chambers you stop just in front of him there was no words exanged just both of you and even your plot of revenge against the greens was working you couldnt deny the atraction you had with the youngest of your uncles, one was your husband but if you could have chosen it would have been Aemond instead

- my queen....

- it sounds nice coming from you... are you going to start being loyal to me?

- I was always... I'm sorry for any harm I could have cause you with my actions...

- you almost kill Luke - you dare to step closer to him your chest almost touching his, Aemond grab your arms but didnt let you go

- I didnt I never wanted it

- you are getting married soon...

- you should have been my wife...- you smile closing your face to his

- you didnt have balls to make me your wife - you were so close he only had to low his head a little and his lips would touch yours

You didnt realise but his door was just in front of you, his arms hold you against his body as he crushed his lips into yours, your body responded inmediatly and he walked inside his chambers with you in his arms, Aemond worked his fingers into the laces of your dress as well as your hands into the claps of his leader tunic

In his bed you consumated what should have been your greatest love, Aemond was atentive, caring and exelent lover far better than Aegon and you discover that instead of his brother Aemond seeked your pleaure instead of his own

When he sat in his bed taking you with him kissing your lips again, his hair was half undone, his eyepatch rest in his place but you moved your hand removing it, Aemond wanted to hide from your eyes but you undone his hair falling around his bare shoulders and his left zafire eye shined to the light of the candles around the bed

- dont hide from me Aemond... you look beautiful

- you are the most beautiful here my queen

- you should have been my king... not Aegon... you - he kissed you again but the doubt was planted into his mind and even your plan was still in montion to get ride of the greens once and for all, your heart betrayed you falling for one of them

#aemond targaryen x reader #aemond one eye #aemond targaryen fanfiction #aemond targaryen #aemond targaryen x you #aemond x oc #prince aemond #prince aemond targaryen #aemond x reader #house of the dragon aemond #aegon ii targaryen x reader #aegon ii targaryen x you #aegon x oc #king aegon #king aegon ii #king aegon ii x reader #aegon ii targaryen

[shadowlilom]

I think that i met you in Copacabana

Another day in school, another boring day in school. You think you were being mean, but those girls were always so boring? You wasn't even listening to them, until one of them said

"My god, did you saw that blonde boy over there? He's so handsome!! I heard he's called Mikey."

Then, another girl complimented

"His true name is Mikey?"

"Of course no you stupid!!! His name is Manjiro, Sano Manjiro"

Oh, Sano Manjiro..Were did you heard that name before? So, you decided to take a look at him. And you saw a blonde, not too tall boy. You started to remember about something..Something that you lived..with him.

February 07/02, Rio de Janeiro, Tijuca.

Mikey opened his eyes, just to see that the light of the sun coming through the window. He sighed and sat down in the bed, rubbing his eyes then he heard

"I see you already woke up, i was thinking i would need to throw water in your face already"

She laughed at her own words, and Mikey remained in silence for a while looking at her

"Why are you dressed like that, Misa? Where are you going?"

Misa laughed, just a little, and said looking at his eyes

"It's almost Carnaval, and, as you aren't from Brazil, i hoped i could show you a little from this city until it's crowded"

"Carnival? Is this the time when Brazilian women are half-naked?"

Mikey said fixing his black hair, so he felt a soft slap in his left arm

"Hey! Why did you do that??"

"Don't say that! Is not only about half naked woman's!! That's important for my people, it's something that we feel proud of"

Mikey sighed deeply

"You said that you didn't liked Carnaval"

"I don't like, but that doesn't mean that i can't know the meaning of that for my people, now stop arguing, get up and get dressed!"

Mikey probably mumble something, but he went to change his clothes. And they went to walk through the city, Rio de Janeiro was definitely something.

"So here is the Copacabana beach, one place where people stay to relax, I've never-"

"I know people who live in here"

Mikey interrupted her, and she seemed shocked, so he continued

"It's not like they are my friends, just people i had meetings with and that stuff..nothing at all"

"Oooohh that's why you were here? When we meet?"

"Yes, i was lost too, i needed to go to..Lebran? Labron? What's the name of the neighborhood?"

"Leblon..Leblon??? Leblon is like, THE richest neighborhood in Rio de Janeiro!!"

Mikey sighed, not really caring about that fact

"I think so, who cares? Continue talking, i like to hearing you speaking"

So Misa hold his arms and said

"No! You didn't told me that you were rich! Tell me everything!"

Misa said chuckling, but Mikey looked away

"It's not too important...I don't like to go to those places and im running from my older brother, i was supposed to stay in a hotel called Copacabana Palace, for a meeting in here. But as you know, im staying at your house"

Misa seemed shocked when Mikey looked at her once again

"Whaaatttt, Mikey, thats so cool! But why are you running from your brother?"

Mikey sighed

"I don't agree with somethings he does..Anyway, continue speaking about your city, i like to hear you."

"Okay fine, but i also need more informations about you sooner, you seem to have a cool life, just like that cool tattoo of yours"

Misa said poking Mikey's tattoo in his neck, a dragon

"Im glad you liked it...Im hungry, there's any place we can buy something?"

"Mhm, i know a perfect place for us to eat but.."

Mikey raised a eyebrow "But?"

"But it's really far from here, like, really far" Misa said, pointing to the street ahead, trying to demonstrate how far away it would be. But Mikey just shrugged

"I don't care, i can walk anyway. And, I'm sure that you have many stories to tell me, don't you?"

Misa chuckled "Of course i do, annddd you must have too! We both win, isn't?" And Mikey sighed, once again.

"For sure, now, go ahead and lead the way Miss speaker" Mikey said offering his hand to Misa, who accepted happily

>Time break bc idk how to do it *cry*<

The further Misa and Mikey went from the city center, the closer Mikey realized they were closer to the favela, but as Misa seemed to have contact with the people there, he didn't pay much attention. Until they arrived in a part of the favela, where there were several open-air tents with different types of food. "Come, I want to show you some super delicious food!" Misa said pulling Mikey towards a specific tent

"Moça dourada! Que bom vê-la de novo! O de sempre? Oh, quem é esse bonitão com você? (Traduction bc i love to write: Golden lady! It's good to see you again! The usual? Oh, who's that pretty boy with you?) " A woman answered her, speaking a language Mikey didn't understand, apparently Brazilian Portuguese.

But Misa answered something quickly, awkwardly, and turned to Mikey. "See that stool over there? Sit there and I'll bring our food."

Mikey just nodded and went to sit down, as requested. The more Mikey observed, the more Mikey saw the customs of that "strange" country, and the difference between his world and Misa's world. The things he saw were chic, classy and boring. Her world, on the other hand, was so simple that it reminded Mikey of his childhood. The difference was so clear, but it was always like that, wasn't it? Even in Japan, the monetary difference changed a lot of things.

"Mikey, look here! Try it and tell me what you think!" Mikey's thoughts were interrupted by Misa handing him a jar with something purple inside.

"It's called Açaí! Try it, you'll like it!" Mikey stares at the jar with its purple contents and looks at Misa, then he finally tastes it, makes a face and calmly says "It's not that bad."

"I told you! Try putting that in here! It's granola, it's amazing!!" Misa says laughing, as she hands the small packet of granola to Mikey.

But the moment was interrupted by the sounds of gunshots, frightened screams were heard, everyone hid in terror and a single man was seen standing. A dark-skinned man with white hair and purple eyes, laughing sadistically, he said "I found you my little brother~ Where have you been, huh~?" The sweet tone the man used became cold and methodical seconds later

"Let's go Mikey, the game is over. Now." Misa looks at Mikey in shock, but he doesn't look back, just gets up silently and walks towards his "brother" with his head down. "Stop shooting, Izana, you're scaring the residents. I'm here, let's go" The man called Izana laughs "Great, good choice. Let's go, Kisaki and Kakucho are waiting for us" And they leave as if nothing had happened, and Mikey looks at Misa one last time, as if he is deeply sorry.

----

A loud noise could be heard, and Misa got up from the bed in despair. "My..alarm?.." When did she came back home? A few seconds ago she swore she was in Rio de Janeiro, now she's back home with her host family in Japan??? Did all this happen just because of Manjiro Sano?

🫧𓇼𓏲*ੈ✩‧₊˚🎐𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟🪼⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

Final notes

Hi guysssss, this is my first piece!! I was actually thinking if i should or not post it, but here i am! I hope it could be noticed that my first language is not English lmao. I truly hope you guys liked it, i have manyyyy ideas!! Please, leave a comment to help me to get better in anything!!! I'm a open book! Also if theres any mistakes, please, forgive me for that. Anywayyyy, thank you so much for reading this and have a nice dayyyy!!! ୧⍤⃝💐

#mikey x reader #mikey sano #izana kurokawa #bonten mikey #manjiro sano #tokrev manjiro #sano manjiro x reader #manila mikey #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers

[ohtobearandomftblog]

Any specific headcanons for the twin dragons of sabertooth?

i have two separate vibes/aus that change the headcanons for them but you dont get the family au that im still workin on bc im nowhere near sabertooth just yet so take this in whatever format happens as i write

birthdays literally 6 months apart to the DAY but ONLY on the years that have that extra day. leap year? they dont remember what its called

because of that and the "twin" in their duo name they just decided that fuck it that one day every like four years is their birthday. regardless that its a day after stings and six months (minus a day) before rogues

they genuinely dont remember whos older. its gotta be someone. they have no damn clue. one of them either looks older than they are or looks younger than they are and the people who bother commenting on it flip flop between em every time

yknow that dumbass "one room for opposite twins with one half all bright and bubbly and the other all dark and emo" trend? yeah thats their apartment

sting is the only one rogue cant really see much of with his shadows no matter how close or far he is. its cause o how fuckin bright he is.

rogue is the only one sting can hear without the hearing lacrima. sure its not crystal clear like his sight but he can sure understand what hes sayin eventually. he genuinely has no clue why

weisslogia and skiadrum lived really close to one another compared to all the other dragons and their slayers. whenever one loses sight of their slayer they just go to the other dragon and boom the kids are playin together in the forest

sting cant handle sleeping in pure darkness unless he sleeps next to rogue. rogue also cant handle sleeping in the light unless its right next to sting. theres a night light in their room on sting's side and rogue just pulls a hand towel over his face to block it out.

in a universe closer to canon, after jiemma nearly killed lector and sting killed jiemma, rogue tried to convince sting that maybe they should just join fairy tail at the soonest opportunity. minerva was just like jiemma and the only person who really showed they cared was yukino, who had been exiled earlier that fuckin week. sting was close to doing that after he got lector back, but then he became master instead of minerva, and suddenly they were too busy to think about joining fairy tail

after sting became master rufus and orga tried to be all buddy-buddy but rogue shot them down real fucking fast. it took many months before rufus and orga could earn the actual trust and respect of the dragon slayers and not just the "yeah i know them they joined same time as me. fuckin pompous pricks is what they are" that they always thought of them as

sting actually found frosch's egg and rogue found lector's. they were raised together but once the exceeds were able to start going on quests and were allowed out of the little hammock they slept in they had to swap primary parents. frosch was only comfortable in the dark and needed that pink frog onesie otherwise and lector was only comfortable in the light or hed get so anxious and have insomnia

sting and rogue have opposite personalities

everyone who never met them and had that as their only warning figured that oh the white dragon slayer was all bubbly and optimistic and the shadow dragon slayer was all emo and pessimistic

no

no no no no no its the EXACT opposite

sting is the one that talks about the macabre and is all "we're gonna die" 100% seriously about every little thing in a light voice and assumes the worst of everyone all the time

rogue is the one thats into shit like harajuku fashion and hello kitty and always says "of fun" to stings death talks in a serious voice and assumes the best of everyone all the time

lector. people assume hes either 100% sting or 100% rogue personality wise. no. he likes the macabre and dresses all jock n shit like sting but assumes the best of everyone like rogue

frosch is the opposite of lector. dresses all bright and bubbly but will say the most depressing shit youve ever heard

all four of them are siblings. they will beat the shit out of anyone who thinks sting and rogue are boyfriends

sting is like a toned down juvia but to natsu

rogue is like a toned down juvia but to gajeel

sting will say the most hypersexual shit to natsu half as a joke half seriously and natsu either doesnt realize it or is like "oh thats SO something i should say to lucy to make her pissed off". sting has accepted his position as the forever pining side character and he finds it hilarious

rogue will do everything he can to not speak to gajeel unless theyre both in a fight. not even to ask for a fuckin pen or somethin. the few times gajeel spoke to him (even to ask for a fuckin pen) short circuited him and he either stumbled his way to an answer or sting answered for him. hes also accepted his position as the forever pining side character but hes sad about it

after sting became master they kicked out so many assholes in sabertooth the guild was less than half of what it was in the gmg when they were done

honestly all of the new members still think rogue's the master. even when rogue specifically refers to sting as "master" so they can get in the habit of doing the same they still think people saying "master" means rogue and not sting.

sting makes fun of him for having ducklings

rogue makes fun of him for making him have ducklings since sting was the one that assigned him the position of "showing newbies around"

sting just laughs

#was unsure what you meant by specific hcs for these two so i just did ones that focused on them and kinda their exceeds #Sting Eucliffe #Rogue Cheney #Fairy Tail Lector #Fairy Tail Frosch #Fairy Tail #ohtobe asks #Sabertooth #Fairy Tail Sabertooth #Fairy Tail Headcanons

[missr3n3]

My brain needs to shut up, I'm now associating Peter with the songs: Let Her Go - The Passenger || Circles - Hollywood Undead || Better Than This - Set it Off. They fit so well with his journey ughhhhh

Sooo, let's just say hypothetically, someone were to do a crossover with CDTA + RR, would you allow it?

And finally, hit me with an obscure fact about the cast from CDTA and Rotten Roots!!

Okay, bye now (can you tell that I like sending you random thoughts and questions?)

absolutely! im rly not to picky about how ppl interact with cdta honestly lol. though it would be interesting if the timeline factored into the story, since peter would b in his late 40s and sarah in her early 50s by 2009!

i'll start with rotten roots for obscure facts, n then put cdta's cast under a read more bc it's a lot bigger lol

sarah - she's absolutely atrocious at dancing, since all she ever learned to do was line dances to only the honkiest of tonk country songs 😔

peter - the one thing he actually remembered correctly about sarah's preferences is that she did like it when he wore white. she specifically complimented him on the white suit he wore to the company mixer n that still affects his outfit choices even after the Easter Incident

officer wong - she's the only non-rich member of the peace cult/christmas rejects, and got into the organization due to her connection with law enforcement being beneficial

norman - he hasn't actually told any of the other cult members that he killed his wife/peter's mom for cheating on him, since that's not ~technically~ illegal, and thus not a valid reason for their. thing.

isabelle - she's one of those people who, despite coming from an affluent background, deeply longs to be a part of the counter culture, in her case manifesting as an infatuation with hippie aesthetics. thus her extremely long hair and floral dresses

steve - i think out of everyone in the peace cult (that showed up in the christmas special anyway), he's the most purely sadistic. everyone else can as least somewhat mental gymnastics their way into justifying their cruelty, but steve just thinks hurting ppl is a fun game.

ok cdta facts lightening round:

isaac - though he's no stranger to piercings, he doesn't have any tattoos bc he doesn't think he has the pain tolerance for it

joshua - he named the rabbit plush madeline gave him Lynnie after his mom marilyn, though you couldn't get him to admit this out loud even through torture lol

jessie - she has an orange cat named sunny

madeline - she has a tumblr account and is mutuals with delilah, though neither of them are aware of this since delilah doesn't make her status as a cael devil known online

leah - she originally made the youtube channel that would become red dragon project to make death note youtube poops

sam - he's green-red colorblind

delilah - though she has a tumblr, she's much more active on reddit (because she's constantly getting into petty arguments in the comments lol)

luce - he does have a mouth even though it's only visible sometimes, and when he does open it he has 6 rows of teeth :)

cairyx - his human form alias is caleb stone

elijah - a lot of alcohol was involved the night he got his tribal tattoo

cassandra - she gets name dropped as "editor cassie" in some of elijjah's videos, which has led to her having a little bit of a fanbase of her own

anyway hope u didn't mind another essay response lol. n thank you for the music recommendations!

#ask the skeleton #ct rotten roots #cdta #isaac hawthorne #joshua atkin #jessie simmons #madeline wells #leah milton #sam ortiz #delilah sharpe #cdta luce #cairyx #elijah hardy #cassandra jordan

[roryka]

i Cannot and Will not keep my questions to just one i am Too Curious chief, i'm almost wretched with how badly i want to ask about actualization report adljsfahsdjlfahsjlfsdhajlhasdlh im not sure i want to spoil it for myself though, i might just have to explode violently the moment you finish and post it :p

sfw teenybedo pleeeeease and 8, the cynonari one, for sure, and nsfw DRAGONFUCKER KOKOLUMI YES GIRL GET IT

you might be waiting a while for the next report haha, it's um. turning out Obscenely long. but it will definitely be worth the wait :)

anyway,

teenybedo: this one actually started out as a commission from a friend, which then fell through when i realised that the moment i'm getting paid to write something is the moment my brain decides it does not want to write it :D sjdfjdjhj though now that i'm not under any pressure to finish, i've been working on it again sporadically.

Albedo lifted the bottom of his coat up and to the side, displaying the remains of the potion that had dripped down his back. “I was wondering what sort of potion I was hit with. It appears as though it may be a shrinking solution of some kind— indeed, something of that nature would make it very easy to abduct a group of knights on patrol, wouldn’t it?” “Shrinking potion…?” Aether’s eyes widened. “Then… the knights who went missing…” “They’re likely still alive, at any rate. I also think you’re correct about the treasure hoarders being based in these woods. Though it’s too late to try and follow the one who escaped, we could—” “Albedo,” Aether interrupted urgently. “How… How fast are you shrinking?” Albedo blinked, his train of thought derailed. “I’m not sure. Anyway, the rate is potentially subject to change. Why?” “‘Why’?!” squeaked Paimon. “Because before long you’re gonna be even smaller than Paimon! We’ve gotta do something!”

cynonari but it's unhinged and unethical: okay so. hear me out. i love cynonari, big fan, but in canon (currently) they are Very Normal. an impressively well-adjusted and emotionally secure couple. so my thought was... what if they weren't always?

Cautiously, Tighnari stepped out of the narrow passage, on the alert for the sound of anyone approaching. The space was dimly lit, but he could clearly see that it was a research laboratory, just the same as some of the classrooms above. "Why would the Akademiya have a hidden laboratory...?" he murmured, wandering through the rows of messy desks and equipment. At the back of the room was a glass wall, seemingly looking into some kind of containment chamber. As he drew close, ears twitching with nerves, he noticed a figure laying on the floor of the tiny chamber, dressed in rags. Their bone-white hair was tangled and unwashed, and they looked terribly underfed. His eyes widened as the person straightened up, crimson eyes narrowing at the sight of him. "Who are you?"

kokolumi but lumine is a dragonfucker: h. hear. hear me out. okay. i (like a lot of people who have been playing since 2.4) was really confused and disappointed at the out-of-nowhere reveal that after all of hoyo's hinting at kokomi being the reincarnation of the hydro dragon (her constellation being "slumbering dragoness," the vishap research notes mentioning that the hydro dragon was supposed to be born in enkanomiya as one of the vishaps, kokomi supposedly being born already possessing her vision, among other things) it turned out be. some guy in fontaine. neuvillette i love you and this isn't your fault but you did not earn your dragon title and once hoyo remembers that kokomi exists at all-- okay well no that's not going to happen so i guess you're in the clear.

anyway, once i got over my initial frustration and started snorting kopium (that's kokomi-specific copium) again, i looked at neuvillette's lines and thought: "oh... he says the hydro dragon couldn't be born among the vishaps of enkanomiya because their evolution corrupted them... what if... what if kokomi was supposed to be the hydro dragon sovereign, but is instead more like a... failed, corrupted version?" and, well. we all know how i feel about corrupted dragon characters.

The great sea dragon, magnificent even injured, was dragging itself up the surf with a slow determination. Its gaze was locked on the cannon, glittering with intent. It had eyes like twin pools, Lumine thought, mirror-like and deeper than dark. She watched it approach without a single thought of running. When it drew close enough to rear its glimmering purple head over the outcropping, Lumine simply looked up at it, awe occupying her senses and drowning the tingling fear. It looked down at her as well, eyes reflecting so much that it looked like nothing. She had seen so many things since arriving in Teyvat, both beautiful and terrible, awe-inspiring and spine-chilling. To her, this dragon was almost like a culmination of it all. A fitting end, if an end it must be. Lumine didn’t want it to end. Not even like this. But her limbs were too heavy to raise a sword.  The dragon rumbled softly in its throat, plaintively, almost… familiar. Lumine's breath caught in her throat. “Kokomi…?”

feel free to send more asks if you have more questions, i have a terminal case of Can't Shut Up About Wips disease

#rory's ramblings #the worms have taken over my brain. but that's nothing we didn't already know

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i got very high on nyquil last night and started panicking but then i started looking online at stuffed animals with lights in them and honestly something abt that is so comforting and also i spent an hour trying to find ur blog bc i couldnt remember the username bc honestly youre probably the only person who would understand the depth of "stuffed animals are alive too and theyre my friends" bc like my friends say they understand but i dont know if they feel it as much as i do ?? my stuffed animals are my best friends and i take care of them best i can. i also have a little cat lamp whos also my friend and he sits on my bed every night. ok thats all tldr stuffed animals with lights in them gotta be the most protective out there

god i used to get high on niquil all the time when i had no other options and most of the time it was quite unpleasant... im glad u thought of me tho :')

i went to target a few months ago and i saw a lovely soft dragon with blinking lights in and out, and it made growling and whooshing noises. it was so soft but i didnt have enough money to buy it... stuffed animals nowadays are mostly plastic faux fur, plastic stuffing, and plastic eyes - my love affair with plastic extends even to the toys and bed dressing that i hug and hold close in my everyday life... its living its really living and breathing. its gotten to the point where i can hardly believe that some people think that stuffed animals and plushies are just completely empty and devoid of any semblance of conciousness, its like they cant even see something so real and tangible and frankly obvious. its overwhelming. theres so much personality in every stuffed animal thats different for each one. they are all infinitely important and have the potential to be even more important infinitely. i cant stress how much i understand ♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️ thank u so much for the ask.... andi hope u have a good day :')

juice says hi as well

[one-strugling-bean]

Random thoughts on HTTYD RttE S3 (Ep1-7)

Ep1 - Dagur is a lot of fun honestly, but I'm not sure how far this newfound "good faith" of his goes

Wow, he's a good fighter

I'm kinda afraid of that antidote, ngl

Hiccup, da heck? Why did you throw yourself out of the cavern??

Aww, the little sad look on Dagur's face when Hiccup yelled "I hate you"

Okay, yeah he is a good guy now

Well, more of a wild card really - I have 4 seasons ahead of me, I wouldn't be surprised if Dagur went back to the dark side at some point

The ep ends, and the only thing I know for sure is Astrid's not gonna be happy when those two get back to the Edge

Ep2 - Snotlout's high pitched yell is so funny, but I feel bad for laughing

Hookfang casually screeching at the Fire Worm Queen

Uhm, what history?? How do those two know each other? I wanna knowwwww! Im guessing it's from the first 2 seasons

Hiccup has so much patience for his team, istg - no wonder he's super snappy to his enemies

Okay, this Cavern Crasher looks super cool in all his originality (i mean, green fire, how cool is that??) but he's also a bit disgusting

The Fireworms babies are so so precious, and their cave looks really cool

He's singing the baby a lullaby?! How is he being so soft, omg

Ha, Hookfang's awkward grin when the Queen looked at them

"Ho, ho, no you don't!" You go, Fishlegs! No one touches baby dragons on his watch

Hookfang got himself the worst possible babysitting job ever - he's gotta protect a hundred baby dragons, their mother, and his dumb of ass rider

Queenie is such a cute nickname

Hookfang is the real MVP of this ep

Another cute Hiccup&Snotlout interaction - Hiccup is really supportive of everyone, it's sweet

Ep3 - Fishlegs' 2nd name is Justin?

Wow, Astrid and Ruff look weeeeird like that - and why is Gothi also wanting him??

Uhm, are we not gonna comment on Fishlegs dreaming of Snotlout confessing to him dressed as a bride too? No? Okay, then

"Why would Hiccup put you in charge?" Uhm, he's the only one with common sense, for starters

Okay, that throwing-the-pot thing is not cool, guys, please stop it,it's giving me ptsd

I want Fishlegs to punch one of them, but I don't think it'll happen - not now at least

Okay, I feel like Hiccup was a little harsh there. Fishlegs should not have to be their babysitter, they're old enough to know their actions have consequences. Before being disappointed in Fishlegs, he should be so at the others

Meatlug is such a sweetheart

So is Fishlegs

They actually kept the name Smidvarg, that's awesome

I would prefer to fight an angry Monstrous Nightmare over giving any money to Snotlout too

"-but he usually geeks out with me!" I love the nerdy friendship these two have, it's so sweet

Yay, Darkvarg!

Those two nerds are adorable

Ep4 - We're off to a great start already, with tired dad Hiccup

Oh, more of Spitelout huh - not sure how i feel about that

I kinda wanna see Snotlout's handwriting now, after he criticized his dad's so harshly

Spitelout built an entire house by himself in a month?

Hiccup deserves credit for being able to realize "Asia Fondue" was supposed to be "deja vu"

Snotlout is basically cradling Hiccup in that trap

I'm not understanding all this fear - compared to the last few we've seen, this one doesn't look too scary honestly

Snotlout was super confident about the S thing

Okayyy now it's getting dangerous, Snotlout please don't try to fight Stoick

Hiccup, ever the peace-maker

God, David Tennant is such a good voice actor, and the accent is so satisfying to hear, I caaaaan't

Okay, for once Stoick's comment was unnecessary, I don't think Spitelout knew of the underbelly thing either

Yeahh, Snotlout doesn't want to fight Stoick and Hiccup on this, he'd leave with them if his dad wasn't there

Hiccup really has the Jogersons' psyches well thought-out huh

Yayy for reconciliation! I think

I don't understand what was the meaning behind Snotlout and the yak, but it was cute that he saved it

And of course, he named it too

Ep5 - So remember when I said, way back there, that this show was gonna like to hurt Astrid a lot? Yeahhhh surprise, surprise

I really would like to meet the Thorston family

Wow, they all look serious for once, Snotlout even asked her, all worried, if she was okay, damn

The Buffalord reminds me so much of an Ivysaur, he's sho cute

Oh and he puffs! Niiiice

Okay, that was a cute Hiccstrid moment

Oh my lord seriously?? Hunters now??

"Fishlegs, I thought you were above name-calling!" God I hate him, but I love his dialogues

No medicine works that quickly, but sure

Also, yeah Buff is gonna puff out as soon as they try to move him, so the hunters are losing today

That was a powerful ending that I was not expecting

Ep6 - I'm honestly not sure who's gonna be proved wrong by the end of the episode, Hiccup's paranoia, or the gang's carelessness

Of course the chicken has a meal plan

It's annoying me that they're swimming with their clothes on, but I'll close my eyes to it

So the dragons aren't okay

You cannot tell me the other riders didn't hear Fishlegs' screams

It was something in the water I'm guessing, since Toothless is okay

Okay, maybe I'm biased, but isn't it always Toothless the last one standing, or the one dragon that doesnt get hurt, or the only one that notices something's wrong? Like, what about the others? Are Toothless' skills that above the other dragons that he notices what none other does?

This was a salty comment, but I do wonder

Omg, Gobber actually tried to follow Tuff's regime for the chicken

Tuff's chicken completely threw off Both Gobber and Stoick, that's great

Wow, they really all blame Hiccup, was not expexting that

Tuffnut saves the day!!

Omg, the Grimoras are so creepyyy, ew

Where did Fishlegs get those rocks?

Sooo, Snotlout and Hookfang burn down places together for fun? Okay, you piromaniacs

Tuffnut has a genuinely cute relationship with his chicken

Ep7 - God, of course those three would notice something like that

Also, all of them ganging up on him, and Fishlegs is just able to hold them all - everyone is so tiny compared to him, I wonder the damage Fishlegs could do if he wasn't so gentle

"Who said it's a she?" Snotlout keeping all options on the table like the dumbass bi he is

Snotlout is so delusional i love/hate it

Fishlegs' annoyed face and the little tsk before "Pretty much" was everything

Even Hiccup?? Jesus, no privacy

The shots they take at Hiccup's leg are really funny, im sorry

Aw, Fishlegs does have a crush on her too! We know she does because it was mentioned way back in S1 i think

I just noticed Snotlout's hut has a statue of him holding it, my god

I really wish someone would mention that Snotlout also went through a phase of crushing on Fishlegs, bad, even if it was while he was Thor. That would probably be funny

Awww, I kinda ship them now, they're so cute!

Aw, she has her own hut? It's so tiny and cute

Like, I know she's not staying, but I can't tell why yet, and I really don't want this to end in heartbreak...

These scenes with the Nadder flocks and then Toothless and Windshear are a nice reminder that the dragons are still, well, dragons - the others are already so well-trained I forget they were wild before and had to be trained

I hate myself for this, but I can't help but think Heather is using Windshear as an excuse... There's something else here

Hookfang!!! No, let go of the tsundere dragon!

Sooo, Tuff speaks spanish, okay

"Beans, Snotlout. They're called beans!" "Beeeans~" Omg, these two i swear

Wow, so she is staying, okay, nice, I'm gonna enjoy seeing where this is going

Soo, that's it for the first part of S3

This was a long one, hope that's okay :T

#I keep getting afraid these are too long #Or im being too obtuse on this #Probably should add a to these #httyd #httyd rtte #race to the edge #httyd rtte commentary #hiccup horrendous haddock the 3rd #astrid hofferson #fishlegs ingerman #snotlout jorgenson #tuffnut thorston #ruffnut thorston #hiccup #toothless #stormfly #hookfang #meatlug #barf and belch #astrid #fishlegs #snotlout #tuffnut #ruffnut #way too many tags

[shina-moon-art]

Hi those questions were me thanks for answering them sorry for thinking you had background info! I was wondering what do you think young Ann looked like if you do follow justscrolling765 do you follow her Hancock right hand story too!? What do you think a young Hayami looked like after leaving Judge and escaping the dragons? What do you think of Hayamis dynamic with Hancock even!? Sorry if this is a lot those books are so fun to read!!!

Haha no problem! I’ve been told I can ask for some insider info now but no promises on how much I can actually share (it’ll ruin the surprise!) but anyway yeah I do follow the other story as well, im actually in the process of designing Hayami right now!

As for Ann when she’s a child? I’ve been thinking about it since yesterday and I can’t help but think she’d dress like shanks or roger, maybe a little nicer like some of whitebeard’s children, at least when she was on the Oro. Living with Rouge the clothing itself was high quality but she dressed mostly in shorts and tank tops with the exception of when rouge had her wear skirts or dresses. She was constantly covered in bandaids and scrapes, I don’t see Ann going out of her way to pick fights as a kid but anyone caught badmouthing her dad was swiftly put in their place, even the adults. All of her old outfits are either torn or visibly mended, she also used to sport a full set of knee and elbow pads (rouge declared her too accident prone and forced her to wear them, didn’t stop her from getting hurt but at least it didn’t hurt as bad to walk or throw a punch after hitting the ground). I think it’d be really cute if she had it short for a long time until roger said smth about her hair reminding him of rouge and after that she grew it out.

After leaving Judge I imagine Hayami wearing some pretty plain things up until she’s turned into a slave for the celestial dragons after which they started dressing her nicely to match with the gorgon sisters (if I remember correctly they were more like trophy’s and had to look good rather than being working slaves) she was clearly malnourished but in the same way people starve themselves for beauty standards except the celestial dragons did it to “keep them looking pristine” after being released she went back to plain clothing until boa forced something nice onto her (it had been a year since they got back to Amazon lily) after which she developed her own style.

Thank you for the questions! This one was a little hard since I’m better at drawing someone’s appearance rather than describing it , I left Hayami’s pretty up in the air tbh bec honestly I don’t really know yet, I didn’t mention Ann’s height because that’s pretty dependent on where she is in her life. I’m not too sure what I think of Hancock and Hayami yet just because I haven’t gotten up to date with that one yet. @justscrolling765

#ann #portgas d. ann #one piece #Hayami #vinesmoke hayami #uhh idk Hayami’s preferred moniker I can’t remember it

[radiant-flutterbun]

Made an outfit for Orlando too!

#firefly flits #i think im starting to remember how to dress dragons

[dear-ao3]

do you have any geraskier fic recs?

i in fact do. courtesy of myself and discord:

harrier by @agoodgoddamnshot: E, 31k, complete. jaskier is a witcher who meets geralt on the path, sexy times ensue.

a twist in time: E, 14k, complete. jaskier does not meet geralt in posada when he is supposed to. (mind the tags)

a full blown case of what is known by @crushcandles: E, 11k, complete. the relationship jaskier had over the winter affects his one with geralt. pining.

i will not kiss you by @a-kind-of-merry-war: E, 22k, complete. geralt gets cursed, he can't touch anyone.

the fear of falling apart by @storm-and-starlight: T, 10k, complete. jaskier is a selkie who pines for the ocean.

leaves by @all-hail-the-witcher: G, 2k, complete. geralt and jaskier separate early for the winter. geralt presses leaves to give him in the fall.

silver and steel: E, 78k (series), wip. jaskier’s father father tries to ruin his life by assigning a mysterious cassiline to guard him but the real mystery is why they aren't fucking yet

the god of scraped knees by @andthepeople: M, 8k, complete. jaskier used to be a sorcerer, but he doesn't want to remember what it feels like anymore. 

the courting season: M, 47k, complete. geralt realizes that he is in love with jaskier one winter and he and his brothers research how to court a minor noble, however, jaskier is romantically clueless.

homo homini lupus est (man is wolf to man) by @inexplicifics: T, 7k, complete. more than a year after the dragon hunt, geralt needs rescuing and jaskier might be the only person who can manage it.

the accidental warlord and his pack by @inexplicifics: E, 342k (series), wip. jaskiers family gives him to the white wolf, the warlord of the north. but it is not what jaskier was expecting. 

an exaltation of wolves by @round--robin: E, 124k (series), complete. jaskier comes to kaer morhen and discovers that the other wolves are just as prickly and just as deserving of love as geralt. 

heart exhange by @jaskiersvalley: E, 78k, complete. geralt meets jaskier and he is so different than any other dom he's met before that he decides to push the limits (mind the tags)

lock & key: E, 9k, complete. jaskier suggests a chastity device to make himself a worthy travel companion and gives geralt the key.

julian by @vands38: E, 22k, complete. jaskier is a child prodigy burnout, geralt is a ballet dancer who has had a career altering accident, geralt sees a potential dance partner in jaskier, jaskier wants to get laid.

a horny bard and a confused witcher by @geraltrogerericduhautebellegarde: M, 1.1k (series) wip. jaskier uses every single sexual tension inducing phrase and situation he can think of, but geralt just doesn't get it.

fuck indeed by @jaskierswolf: E, 8.7k, complete. jaskier starts an onlyfans account.

mom hugs and ice cream by @avengeful-bunny: T, 2.5k, complete. geralt gets dragged to a pride parade by his brothers, while there he comes across a woman giving out free mom hugs and meets jaskier.

cast a spell for your demon by @kueble: E, 11k (series), wip. geralt is a demon, jaskier travels with him.

time to wonder, do i dare? by @norationalthoughtrequired : M, 28k, complete. geralt owns a bookshop and allows jaskier to play outside. along the way they fall in love.

i dont like most people by @softdarlingjaskier: T, 2k, complete. geralt comes back from a bath upset, jaskier tries to make him feel better. softness ensues.

next to you by @lankygeralt: E, 42k, complete. jaskier is in college and falls in love with his best friend, ciris, dad. 

incubus jaskier by @dat-carovieh: E, 12k (series), wip. jaskier is an incubus who needs sexual energy to survive.

i try so loud to love you. you cannot seem to hear. by @dat-carovieh: E, 18k, complete. jaskier is not shy about his love for geralt, but geralt denys having feelings. pining ensues.

in this realm of blood and sin by @feedingmyinsomnia: E, 24k, complete. an angsty fix it where jaskier makes bad life choices and geralt tries to fix the mess he made. (mind the warnings)

the kink club au by @feedingmyinsomnia: E, 48k (series), wip. a series of one shots (nsfw and sfw) for the geraskier kink club modern au.

may the blood freeze in my veins (let me rot within my grave) by @feedingmyinsomnia: M, 5.4k, complete. geralt gets a contract in lettenhove and meets jaskier, but the contract is causing him trouble.

there's a harshness in your voice and a softness in your hands by @damatris: T, 2.6k, complete. jaskier gets hurt trying to defend geralt.

in your arms (i feel loved) by @damatris: T, 2.8k, complete. five times jaskier hugged geralt and one time geralt hugged jaskier.

the fae went down to touissant by @professorjaskier: G, 5k, complete. a fae claims that she can play the lute better than jaskier can. a devil went down to georgia au.

im only human after all by @ghostinthelibrarywrites: M, 87k, complete. geralt is a vigilante by night and a reporter by day. jaskier is his ex and obsessed with the witcher, geralts vigilante alter ego. but when geralt is blackmailed, jaskier gets involved. 

soulmates by @officerjennie: T, 6k, complete. geralt is on a self loathing streak and jasper is not taking any of his shit. (see warnings)

fingertips by @dapandapod: G, 1k, complete. jaskier is too stressed to sleep and geralt wants to help.

hollow by @dapandapod: M, 9k, complete. jaskier loses his memory of geralt, geralt tries to let him go but they get pulled back to each other.

fair by @comfyswitcherblanketfort: G, 1.5k, complete. geralt and jaskier are in love, decades of mutual pining and accidental love confessions ensue. based on fair by the amazing devil.

sweater weather by @wherethewordsare: E, 4.6k, complete. geralt leaves his hoodie at jaskiers and that's the last push they need to get together.

you're only brave in the moonlight (stay till sunrise) by @yoursummerfrost: E, 29k, complete. jaskier falls in love with his college roommate. a slow burn.

a warm reunion after a cold winter by @elliestormfound: T, 1.2k, complete. geralt and jaskiers first hug after the winter lasted a little longer than usual.

rugby geralt au by @reallooney: T, 68k (series), wip. geralt is captain of the rugby team, jaskier is a music student. they are together, but during one spring semester geralt befalls a series of unfortunate luck, the following fall, the same happens to jaskier. or: the boys take care of each other and its very soft.

i was burning up with fever ( i didnt care how long i lived): G, 4k, complete. jaskier has the flu. geralt, lambert and eskel (mistakenly) think that he's dying.

say yes to the dress au by @all-hail-the-witcher: T, 2k (series), wip. jaskier is a bridal consultant (or randy with the personality of david emmanuel) at kleinfelds. geralt is the mysterious dress designer that rarely makes public appearances. 

#the witcher #the witcher fic rec #witcher fic rec #witcher fics #geraskier #geraskier fic #geraskier fic rec #geralt #jaskier #not a tag #from saph #dear people who are not in the bog who are recced here: we all love your work #and in case you're wondering why an ao3 blog is reccing witcher fics #my main is all-hail-the-witcher

[useyernamesteven]

(Needed some goofy fluff to distract myself from the angst im writing so buckle up, its long. Based on that one post I cannot find so if anyone can help a homie out, much appreciated)

Raya/Namaari Accidental Marriage Proposal

Its not a far stretch to assume that the different tribes have different practices and rituals. And given the 500 year gap in communication its also easy enough to assume that the tribes don't know about each others differing customs.

For example: marriage proposals. In Tail its as cut-and-dry as asking. Talon people propose with rings and jade coin. When you propose in Spine you chop down a tree to show your commitment and strength.

The Fang propose with blades. Fang people love their knives, daggers, spears, and other pointy weapons, so if you want to ask someone to marry you, you do it with a blade.

I like to imagine it'd be because offering a blade to someone- who isn't family -is the equivalent of trusting your life to that person. I like to think the Fang value not only a person's strength and honour, but their ability to care and protect their people. So giving a blade to your chosen love is like saying, "I'm giving you this weapon because I trust you with my heart, literally and metaphorically".

But again, 500 year old divide means others have no clue what giving a knife to someone from Fang entails...

So maybe its been a few months or so after the Druun have been vanquished. Raya is still re-learning how to be a 'princess' while playing liaison between the tribes, with Sisu as her partner in crime. She likes it because she still gets to travel and she gets to see her new friends from the other tribes: Boun's business is booming, Noi has started talking, and Tong has become the new Chief of Spine.

Then there's Namaari.

Six years of playing cat-and-mouse together (or rather angry kitten and homeless puppy) can be hard to overcome. At first it was a struggle. And incredibly awkward. Namaari, too guilt ridden over what she'd done, and Raya, still angry and socially stunted, could barely hold a conversation together.

Eventually Raya, fed up with the weird awkward talk, dragged Namaari to Fang's training grounds and challenged her to a sparring match. And only when it was over, the both of them exhausted and laying on the ground, did they start talking, actually talking. About what happened with the gem, with Sisu, what they can't let go of, not yet, but what they hope they can move past one day.

It made things after easier because it was familiar ground for them, but it also opened up new paths too. Now in the months since they saved the world and having spent that time working together, Raya would like to consider Namaari a close friend.

Which is probably why she's so surprised when Namaari off-handedly mentions her birthday is next week. Namaari, who's less than thrilled about her mother's plans for a big celebration, doesn't even notice how much Raya's caught off guard. Namaari doesn't really care for her birthday, much less when her mother makes a big deal about it, but she still brushes her hair behind her ear when she asks Raya if she's going to attend.

Raya recovers, nudging Namaari saying that she's obviously going, and boasting about the amazing gift she's going to bring.

Which then leads to her dragging Sisu to Talon in search of the perfect gift (Sisu being the only 'person' she knows who can help being that she's a master gift giver... Sisu's words, not Raya's, but still). They run around Talon for ages, with Sisu practically buying everything in sight (with the Heart Palace Credit of course) but Raya can't find a single thing she thinks Namaari would actually like.

And then she spots a Fang vendor selling blades.

The woman is nice and she asks Raya if she's looking for something in particular. Raya says she wants to get a dagger for 'someone special' from Fang (not wanting to rack up the price if the woman knew who it was for, but also completely unaware to what she's just implied).

The vendor seems a little surprised but she easily walks Raya through picking out the perfect dagger for her 'someone special'. Raya ends up buying a pretty, yet functional dagger with a dragon engraved in the blade and an ornate box to keep it in. As Raya's leaving the woman gives her a pat on the shoulder and says, "All the best for the both of you and I'm sure she'll say yes," which Raya can't really make sense of so she shrugs and leaves to go find Sisu and her mountain of trinkets.

So now its the party, and when Namaari said Virana was making a big deal about it, she really meant it. People from all the tribes are attending and Sisu's brought her brothers and sisters and there's music and food and fireworks...

And Namaari stands beside her mother in a beautiful dress that makes Raya's heart thud erratically (it's totally platonic). Her and her Ba walk up to them and start making small talk before her Ba and Virana break off to chat with other dignitaries, leaving Raya and Namaari together.

Raya likes how Namaari relaxes around her when its just them, despite the room full of people. They talk and banter and tease and laugh, but more than anything Raya just likes being with Namaari. And when Namaari mentions how much she hates formal wear, how dresses don't suit her, Raya makes it a game to see how many times she can mention how beautiful Namaari looks while they're talking, just because it makes Namaari flush and do the hair thing she does when she's shy. No other heart-related reason.

Its not until much later when Raya suddenly remembers the gift she brought and she runs off to fetch it. When she returns she hands Namaari the sleek box with a smile and a sheepish "Happy Birthday dep'la".

And Namaari's blushing and smiling as she takes the box, telling Raya she didn't have to as she opens the box-

And immediately slams it shut. Her face turns bright red and she whorls on Raya with wide eyes and a panicked, hissed "whatareyoudoing?!" And poor Raya's totally thrown, so sure she'd picked out the perfect gift. "You don't like it?" But Namaari shoves the box back into her hands, with another frenzied whisper "thatsnotit!"

Well now Raya's a little miffed because "You didn't even look at it" and before Namaari can stop her she's pulling the dagger from the box and offering it back to Namaari.

Meanwhile the room goes incredibly quiet as everyone from Fang suddenly notices what's happening between the princesses. Virana nearly spits out her drink. Everyone else carries on like normal, but a few people watch their new Fang friends with curious looks, completely out of the loop.

So now Raya's essentially down on one knee without realizing it, Namaari's about to have a heart attack, everyone from Fang is on the edge of their seat, and the dragons are having a rousing drinking contest with people from Spine.

So the party is going great.

Raya (oblivious to the world save for Namaari) is giving Namaari her strongest puppy dog eyes because she'd spent so long looking for the perfect gift dep'la, and "You're pretty special Namaari, special to me, and you deserve it."

Namaari, as red faced as she is, softens at Raya's admission, smiling a little to herself before she takes the dagger from Raya with a soft "it's lovely dep'la".

And suddenly the room's loud again as people from Fang start clapping and whistling. Everyone else is lost but soon they join in as well, despite having no clue as to what they're cheering for. Namaari's back to being flustered and she grabs Raya's hand and hauls her toward Virana and Benja. Raya, finally taking in the room around them, is confused as to why people are congratulating her and Namaari.

Virana has recovered by the time the two approach and if no one knew better it might've also appeared she was trying hard not to smile. Namaari hisses something to her mother Raya doesn't hear, and she shoots her Ba a questioning look. Benja looks a little pensive but he's got a quirk in his lips that Raya knows means mischief.

Virana gently pats her daughter's shoulder before turning to address the room, excusing the four of them. They turn to leave but not before Virana calls out to the crowd, "And it goes without saying you're all invited to the wedding as well," and then ushers her horrified daughter, her baffled betrothed, and Benja out the door.

Instantly Namaari's in hysterics, asking her mother why she'd say that when Raya obviously didn't know what she was doing. Virana, quite obviously playing ignorance, asks why Namaari accepted the blade if she knew what she was doing. And poor Namaari can only gape, red faced and no come back.

Raya has finally caught on to what she's done and yeah, okay now it all makes sense. The vendor, Namaari's (gay) panic, the congratulations... she just proposed to Namaari. She just proposed to Namaari. In front of most of Kumandra. Oh toi!

Benja, still smirking to himself, ruffles Raya's hair before turning to Namaari and Virana and saying, "To be fair... Namaari did propose first."

Marriage proposals in Heart are an exchange of necklaces. So when Namaari had given Raya the Sisu pendant back when they were kids, they'd essentially gotten engaged and since Raya kept it, they've technically been engaged for the past six years.

(Too) Long story short, Raya and Namaari get engaged, get married, fall in love, and live sapphically ever after.

End.

(Okay, I'm done. Back to angst.)

#raya and the last dragon #ratld #rayaari #rayamaari #raya and namaari #oof i lost steam halfway through this #sorry its so terrible #i just didnt really feel like actually writing it out

[oftenderweapons]

Sooo, about the ask thing. First off all congratulations I love you and your writing 💜 you seem like such a nice, intelligent and funny person. But was thinking what if namjoon comes home drunk and guilty about something he did and vixen comforts him. Love u💋

Title: Drunk (&) In Love

Pairing: Namjoon x reader (nicknamed Vixen)

Wordcount: 2.6k

Genre: crack, fluff, (also, vaguely allusive)

Rating: 18+ cause THESE TWO ARE A MESS FOR EACH OTHER

Synopsis: apparently Namjoon's stag party went a bit too wild. Mostly since he was drinking guilt away. What could that possibly be about?

Trigger warnings: swearing, consumption of alcohol, horny!drunk Joon, he clumsily tries to seduce his fianceé in front of yoonjintae (second-hand embarrassment), stressing over vows, mentions of kinky letters, they discuss future and the fear of marrying young and pretty much out of the blue and they be mentioning the idea of having kids. Also, watch Vixen being the caregiver.

Author's note: Thanking the sweetheart @ironicarmy !!! I love exchanging WIPs and Beta reading! It was so fun and I AM LOVING YOUR WIP SO HARD IM GONNA EXPLODE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! can't wait for it to be out so I can fangirl in public LOLOLOL; also thanking @dopesportsoperatorzonk for this request! (I got your feminism ask, I promise I'm almost done, I wanted to have a quite thorough view before replying and I'm still thinking about some stuff, but it'll be readdy super soon!!!)

Here's my masterlist, btw, and enjoy 💜✨

You weren't supposed to wait up for him, but it was like your sixth sense was telling you to do precisely that. And your premonition turned especially accurate once you were met with the sorry sight of Namjoon hanging off Taehyung's and Seokjin's body, grinning as he saw you appear at the door, head to toe smitten, only to turn to his friends with a sneer as he realised you were wearing his favourite silk robe. The deep crimson colour seemed to spark the colour of your hair on fire, and make the lineaments of your face sharper, older, with a kind of allure he still couldn't understand. “Little fox,” he said, going grabby hands while his arms were still around his friends' shoulders.

You tried to keep your expression stern as you looked at the two men literally holding him up. “What is this? Didn't I tell you to bring him home whole and safe?”

Taehyung lowered his gaze to the floor.

“Is this your idea of safe, Seokjin? I expected better.”

“You know him. He did this to himself.” Yoongi spoke neutrally from behind the three.

“Yoongi. Him being a fucking grizzly doesn't mean he can hold his liquor. Bring him in,” you said, freeing the entryway for the triplet coming in, Yoongi in tow.

“We should have brought him to the dorms,” he muttered.

“Dorms?!? Aneeyo…” Namjoon babbled, shaking his head, falling with his ass on the sofa. “No babylove in dorms,” he said with a hiccup. “Hello, little one,” he purred, grabbing your hips and trying to pull you towards him.

You blushed and slapped at his wrists. “I'll deal with you later—”

“Feisty brat,” he spoke sultrily, making Yoongi shake his head while Seokjin and Taehyung snickered before being chastised by your scolding stare.

“How come he's drunk off his ass and the three of you are perfectly okay?”

“He's the one getting married,” Taehyung replied, matter of factly. “And yes, he was the one who swallowed a bottle of hard liquor without even flinching.”

You glance at Namjoon with a scornful expression.

He did some very drunk, very clumsy attempt at a wink that made you inhale as you desperately looked for a crumb of patient left.

“You'd better go home, before I smack you all on the head,” you said, shooing them off.

“You'd have to reach it first,” Taehyung muttered, making Seokjin giggle, Yoongi rubbing his face at the verbal violence that was about to come.

“Kim Taehyung. I may not be tall enough for your royal head, but your girlfriend is my best friend. I won't say much more because I'm sure your friends aren't interested in your ass getting bruised.”

Yoongi smiled smugly at that one.

“Hell yeah…” Namjoon chuckled from the sofa, one hand reaching for the back of your thigh.

“No. Not now.”

“Later then?” He asked with puppy eyes before they turned into a very tipsy version of his intense dragon glance. “You’re so sexy when you’re mean,” he rumbled, a hand reaching for your thigh underneath the robe.

“Kim Namjoon, if you don’t stop I will unwife you in this instant.” Still, the other three men in the room were a mess of embarrassed coughing and teasing snorts. “You can all go home right now,” you said with a curt tone.

“You’re not gonna be able to take him to bed by yourself.” Yoongi cocked an eyebrow as he spoke calmly.

“Mh, Vixen, take me to bed, please,” Namjoon murmured as he tried to seduce you, just as you looked at him and replied, “No need to take him to bed. He’s sleeping on the sofa tonight.”

“See? I told you she found out! She has a sixth sense for this stuff! She can sense it! She can smell fear! I told you!!!” Namjoon babbled, grabbing your wrist. “Little fox...” he cooed, making a fool of himself.

“Go home. All of you. Now.”

Taehyung was the first to leave without even saying goodbye. He knew he would pay for it. Seokjin was the next, saying bye to Namjoon very briefly before bowing to you — just slightly. “I’m sorry for the inconvenience, goodnight,” he apologised, making his way out.

“Yoongi?”

He rubbed his neck. “I’m sorry. Really. I— I didn’t do my job.”

You shook your head. “This is a mess I’ll have to deal with.”

“You know you’ll kind of have to deal with him for the rest of your life, right?” Yoongi looked at Namjoon, head in his hands, fingers tugging at it nervously.

You followed his gaze, meeting Namjoon in the poorest of states. “I know. He’s my business now. Go.”

Yoongi left without much resistance after that, the door of your apartment finally shutting for good.

“I’m sorry,” Namjoon said, staring up at you as you stood before him. “I fucked up, I’m sorry.”

You placed your hands on his cheeks. “What happened, Joonie bear?”

He shook his head, lip going wobbly. “I’m so sorry!” he babbled again, eyes glossy with unshed tears.

“Oh, no, baby…” you managed to whisper before he dove for your lap, burying his face there. “What happened, love?”

He shook his head.

“Nothing’s gonna change the fact that I love you, big bear.” You caressed his hair as his voice confessed, half-muffled against your tummy.

“I sneaked a look at the dress.” You could hear his words coming out from a pout.

“Joonie—”

“Please don’t unwife me!” He cried out, his voice way too high pitched. “I don’t want to sleep alone ever.” He hugged your legs and held you closer. “I want to sleep next to you until I die.” He got even more emotional as he went on. “I want you to always pet my hair and tell me you’re proud of me and cook for me and be my sweetheart and my babylove and my little fox forever, even when we’re old and I get bald.”

You smiled and invited him to let go of your legs before sitting down, your legs slightly parted laying across the sofa. “Come here, big bear,” you said, patting your stomach. He did as he was told, laying his head below your chest and stretching his long body all over the seat. He struggled a little, his sense of balance temporarily worse than usual. “Soon I’ll be lawfully your bride. Forever. We’re almost there, honey. Just a week.”

He nodded.

“And then I’ll be your little fox until I’m nothing but ashes. And then some,” you reassured him, petting his lovely head, digging your fingers into the knots in his upper back.

“Writing the vows was so difficult.”

“I know baby,” you kept rubbing at his trapezoi until he released a relieved grunt. “I know that must have been really stressful for you.”

“I had to rewrite them sixteen times. Sixteen!” His hand absentmindedly reached your thigh and started rubbing small circles there. “Everytime, they were too long, or too cliché, or something I just couldn’t read in public because you know our letters.”

“I know our letters,” you confirmed, thinking about his messy handwriting on cheap paper, and entire sheets of words that he sent you everytime something important happened, everytime he had to travel for his job, everytime he just needed to make love to you on a deeper level. And then, thinking of your replies, always heartfelt, emotional, with fine calligraphy on expensive ivory sheets often marred with rough spots where a tear fell — most of the time because of joy and gratitude and obliterating, overwhelming love. “Will you read to me the other sixteen versions too, once we’re alone?”

He nodded. “I’ll read them all. I’ll write new ones every day. Small, simple, absolutely mundane. Stuff like, ‘I’ll do the dishes tonight’, or ‘Let’s go out for dinner’, or ‘I wanna grow old with you’ or ‘I don’t wanna watch that porn tonight, let’s just stare into each other’s eyes while naked and have the best tantric sex ever performed’.”

You chuckled and placed your hand atop of his. “I like the last one.”

“But I couldn’t say it in front of your parents, therefore I couldn’t write it in our vows.” He scoffed and shook his head before planting it between your breasts, nosing at the lapels of the robe until he could kiss your naked skin.

“I might have written something along those lines in one of my drafts.” Having this conversation with Namjoon while he was halfway drunk off his ass was extremely entertaining; however, you felt sad at the possibility of him not remembering this moment.

“What else did you write in that draft?” He closed his eyes, waiting for your soft voice to calm him down.

You smiled and slightly teared up at the thought, his chin propped on your chest, one of his thumbs reaching out to dry up a tear. “I wrote that I hope I get to make you smile every day and see that insanely cute and sexy dimple of yours every morning after you wake up. And I want to be the only one listening to your deep bedroom voice waking me up. And I want to listen to you as you talk to our children. I wanna hear all the stories, and watch your smile shine on their faces.”

Namjoon hid his face against your chest, feeling tears roll down his cheeks.

“I want them to have your eyes. I want to see your complete wonder as they learn about the world, as you teach them about the world in that grand and beautiful way you see it.” You sniffled and he cupped your face, kissing your lips so slowly, the heavy tang of liquor barely tainting the moment.

“I want to walk by your side, until we’re too tired to walk and watch time pass by, without worries, without haste. I don’t care where we’re walking because you were the place I was destined to be.”

Namjoon couldn’t explain tenderness or love or devotion or faith as deep as the ones he felt for you. He probably wasn’t skilled or trained enough.

“I know we’re young. I know this is more of a bet than an actual marriage. I’ve seen people who have been together for years part ways so easily and I don’t even know why you said yes to me. Sometimes I doubt I’m deserving and I see in how many ways I’m lacking and I ask myself, 'why the hell did she say yes to me?' ” He snickered sarcastically. “I wouldn’t have said yes to myself.”

You shook your head and kissed his brow.

“But I’ve been with other people and you have too and… I don’t know, sometimes I feel like this will take a lot of effort but then I hear you laugh, I hear you calling my name and I know, I can feel that that’s what it is supposed to sound like.”

You smiled at him, fixing your position so he could lay on you without worrying about smashing your body.

“I’m so confused and so grateful for this. It’s like… Suddenly winning the lottery. One minute you’re just a person and next you realise you’re going to be a husband. And you don’t know what’s going to happen to you, how your life is going to change, but with you I’m not scared.” He chuckled. “Well, I am. But you make me braver than my fears. And I know I could lose you any day. I could fuck up, or we could just drift apart or something. But any moment spent with you is bigger. It’s better and brighter.”

By now you were a teary mess, face drenched in tears, his arms around your torso as he held onto you. “My soul has found a home in you and I will cherish it. I’ll take care of that home. I’ll make sure nothing damages it. I’ll help you work on it if you want to change it. I will make more room when our family gets bigger. I will fix it when I can. I’ll stay by your side when I’m not skilled enough to heal you. To fix you.” He sniffled, voice hollow and weak as he spoke through a lump in his throat. “And I’ll leave if you ever ask me to.”

You shook your head and hugged him, letting him sob in your arms. “I hope I never lose you.”

“Don’t be a silly bear,” you comforted him, lulling him, holding him close to your heart. “I’ll be your bride. Your spouse. Your wife.” You kissed his head. “And your home. Your relief. Your dirty, secret affair. Your devoted companion too. Your goddess and your toy. I’ll be your friend. And the mother of your children, when we want to.”

God, if he wanted to… But first, he needed to enjoy having you all to himself for a couple more years. Just to make sure you hadn’t been both bold and immature and absolutely stupid about getting married almost two years after meeting for the first time.

“So I’m not getting unwifed for sneaking a peek at the dress?”

You shook your head. “It looks completely different once worn.”

“Really?” His expression exploded with euphoria.

You smiled. “Really.”

His drunken grin was back. “So I’m gonna sleep on the bed right?”

You acted as if you were even thinking about it. “You’re really drunk.”

“I’m soberer now.”

“And you embarrassed me in front of your friends,” you reminded him with a cocked eyebrow.

“Not my fault my wifey’s so hot,” he said with a slightly more accomplished wink.

“Not your wifey yet,” you reminded him.

He tutted. “Just a matter of days.” He kissed your sweet spot, on the side of your neck. “It’s only a technicality.”

You looked at him suspiciously. “A technicality, you say?”

He nodded and held you tighter.

“This technicality could still leave you at the altar, waiting,” you teased.

“Come on, I want to sleep next to you.” He kissed your cheek. “On our bed.” He kissed you again. “Where we’ll be making so many babies.”

“Stop right there, mister.” You placed a finger against his plush lips before you shook your head no. “No babies for a few years. I want you all mine, hubby.”

He chuckled and pressed his forehead against your chest bone. “Okay, fine, but I just meant hypothetically. You know, for practice.”

“Yeah, I think I could use some practice. I want to be perfect at it.”

He smiled and kissed your nose. If only she knew how perfect she is, he thought, haphazardly sitting up and waiting for you to help him on his feet, the whole discourse sobering him up enough that he managed to sit on the bench in the bathroom as you washed his face and brushed his teeth, as you undressed him and helped him in the shower, undressing and joining him, his body too tired and unstable to initiate anything fancy.

And then you towelled him up, rubbing body lotion on his always-too-dry legs before helping him in his boxers.

And through the process, he understood how it was that you loved him so much anytime he got you ready for bed. He should let you do this more often. Especially when he wasn’t exhausted or drunk, so he could properly enjoy being cuddled and fondled and babied.

What he didn’t expect was for it to feel so comfortable when you slid up against his back on the bed, spooning his ridiculously large body with your smaller one. “Sleep tight, big bear,” you said before kissing his nape. “Eight more sleeps and we’ll be married.”

He smiled. “Goodnight, little fox.” And with that, he caught your hand in his and fell asleep.

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[cursestothemoon]

I just wanna be helpful with the weasleys during Christmas. Like help decorating the tree, baking the cookies, wrapping the presents, etc

yes.

the weasley house just before and during Christmas was a MESS

everyone is getting on molly’s last nerve because every time she makes the popcorn garland it aLWAYS ends up eaten by the next day

there have been at least 30 ornaments broken in the span of three days

the twins keep disappearing every time she asks them to help

so you showing up would be a saving grace 

then hermione turns up

and its like a breath of fresh air seeing you guys 

iT WOULD BE SO MUCH FUN HELPING OUT OH MY GOD 

also the twins would hang around more now that they had a friend 

you and george are on cookie baking duty 

because ron and fred would just eat them

and hermione was such a perfectionist any oddly shaped cookie would drive her crazy 

so you and george were the best options

hermione wrapped the presents 

fred and ron would decorate the tree as all this is happening 

i think it was in one of the books this was mentioned

but they would put a petrified gnome in a dress up on the top of the tree 

ginny would do whatever she felt like doing

whether it be wrapping presents

helping with the tree or baking 

she could do it all

i love ginny weasley

anyway

molly is floating around

singing along to Celestina Warbeck

pLEASE COULD YOU IMAGINE ARTHUR COMING IN AND BOTH OF THEM STARTING TO DANCE TOGETHER AND RON IS LIKE GUYS PLEASE NO✋🏻

BUT THEN FRED AND GEORGE MAKE FUN OF HIM AND START DANCING WITH EACH OTHER OVER DRAMATICALLY 

you will also get pulled to dance 

you cant escape it

eventually bill and charlie show up

which is so exciting 

charlie brings dragon tooth necklaces for everyone 🥺

bill brings himself because his presence alone is the greatest gift of all 😤

im kidding he brings gifts too 

i feel like he’d get people something small but important, like if you mentioned you had wanted a certain ring or jacket he'd remember and get it for you

pERCY WRAPS PRESENTS WITH HERMIONE

HE LOVES TO WRAP PRESENTS 

AND HES REALLY GOOD AT IT

 everyone randomly starts to sing christmas carols in the middle of working 

ok you, ginny, hermione, and fleur (if she is with bill at the time) all help out with cooking christmas dinner 

ginny is on mashed potato duty 

i cant explain how i know this 

i just do

harry helps out too 

he helps with the veggies and such 

the men 😤 set the table 

meaning they carry it out to the back lawn and string up some lights and such, make enough room for everyone, and then set the plates and utensils

george weasley can fold napkin swans 

fred can barely fold a triangle but he tries ✋🏻

cHARLIE MAKES DRAGONS OUT OF THE NAPKINS 

ok moving on from the napkins 

i feel like they are big on opening presents christmas morning

some people open them christmas eve 

no

molly wouldn’t allow it

everyone opens gifts at the same time 

its a whole party 

Christmas time at the burrow is just

✨magical✨

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[starryseung]

bang chan + smut

☾

requested; nope! word count; 1.5k warnings; fingering, overstimulation, oral (fem receiving), unprotected sex

you know you’ve met hands with the devil himself when you signed those blood red papers with bright gold ink, the pen almost trembling between your fingers. demon!chan knew the thousand thoughts littered around your mind, but chose to keep quiet as he smirked through it all, hands clasped one above the other behind him.

you sigh and drop the pen next to the papers, looking up and around to see everything slowly morph into darkness; blood, fire, everywhere. your television and refrigerator are replaced by bright lava, spluttering everywhere. the smell of a rotten something lingers in the air —you can’t pinpoint if its eggs or a dead body— and looking up, you notice how your roof is replaced by the dark night sky filled with red and black dragons which was, just a mere minutes ago, spring blue sky with pigeons flying in peace.

“so, uh, i’ve signed the papers—”

“very well, y/n!” chan exclaims, holding the delicate pages carefully between his fingers as he moves close behind you. the atmosphere was already hot, but chan's breath dancing on your neck was hotter, the faint smell of chocolate and vanilla from him filling your lungs.

“so the deal is sealed. let me do the honours of walking you to you— my apologies, our room; may i?” he cocks an eyebrow, smirk never leaving his lips. he extends his hand forward for you to take, but you’re too full-of-ego to hold it, walking right past him.

that’s when chan knew he hadn’t gone wrong with his choice of picking you. he had hundreds of desperate females trying to get onto his good side, doing anything to please him. there were ladies trying to impress him, flaunting out of their homes to sign the ‘devil’s contract’ in a tight black dress, some even going as far as wearing red heels and devil horns. chan never liked those kinds of women; they were just a trial-and-error method to reach out to you — the real win. and now that you were finally wrapped around his little finger, he didn’t mind how you behaved around with him; he knew he had you all for himself.

he meandered close behind you, nudging you when you were going off the track to his room. as you went closer and closer to his room, the rotting smell started fading away, replaced by the intoxicating fragrance of just chan. the sweet vanilla and chocolate musk dominated your senses, almost as if you were under a spell. you didn’t realize when chan walked you into a dimly lit chamber, the interior looking all-too-familiar to your room. you take note of your neatly stacked clothes in one corner of the room; ‘wow, this is really serious business, huh?’ you think, licking your lips as you slowly feel yourself automatically comfortable in the room.

“yeah babygirl, it’s all serious business once you’re in the devil’s room,” chan chuckles, his expression morphing into a serious one, quirking his eyebrows as he leans closer to grab you by the waist, kissing you. 

you expect the kiss to be rough, full of lust, blood and greed; but surprisingly chan went at just the pace you wanted. not too fast, not too slow, just simply perfect. his tongue pushes into your mouth fluidly and right at that moment, chan tugs you to fall onto the bed, your back cushioned by the soft duvet underneath.

chan lies on top of you, soft lips abandoning yours as he moves lower to your jaw, bringing the skin between his slightly pointed teeth to softly nibble at it. you’re too sensitive at this point, almost down to tears when he grinds down on your clothed core with his bulge, pressure on your neck overwhelming you to the point your vision is clouded. the moan bubbling up your throat makes chan smirk against your skin, your grip in his hair tightening further.

“can i,” he kisses a light pink spot which’ll soon turn dark purple, “continue with this?” he asks ever-so-quietly, you wouldn’t have noticed it if it weren’t for his sudden soft eyes staring down at yours.

you’ve signed the devil’s contract, goddamn it. why was he asking you that? wasn’t signing the contract already enough of a sign that you desperately wanted him to fuck the living daylights out of you?

your small trail of thoughts is interrupted by chan attacking your shoulders, swiftly unbuttoning your white shirt as he moved lower and lower to cup your breasts in his hands. he fondled with your clothed nubs, grazing the pads of his thumb over your nipples to drag another moan out of you.

“babygirl wants me to fuck the living daylights out of her?” he mocks, smiling against your shoulder. it hits you almost like a freight train when you realize he can listen to your mind, and you’re trying to scramble for your thoughts to come together, but it’s nearly impossible when chan can listen to anything you’re thinking about.

a soft giggle is heard, before he moves his plump lips lower and lower until he’s facing the waistband of your jeans. pulling them harshly so they’re off, he admires your squirming form under him, and he trails a finger up your thighs and right against your clothed heat, circling where your folds should be.

a choked moan leaves your lips and you arch your back just the slightest, chan's fingers rubbing slow circles on your covered cunt. he grins at how the fabric gets wetter and wetter, and he brings them aside to look at your glistening pussy, smirking before licking a thick strip from the base above; making you involuntarily shudder under him. 

he brings a hand around your waist to hold you down, soft lips rubbing on your clit. his tongue darts out and pushes against the bundle of nerves, and you can all but clutch the soft sheets beneath you tighter, sucking in the warm air of the room. he lazily laps his tongue and lips against your dripping heat, humming occasionally to run shivers up your spine. 

he pushes a finger between your folds, letting out a guttural groan against you as you clench around his appendage. your juices easily coat his digit as he thrusts them inside your hole, curling his finger to brush over your sweet spot deliciously. needless to say, you’re a moaning mess under him, a thin layer of sweat giving you a brighter sheen under the dim lights of the room. without wasting time, he inserts a second finger, thrusting it faster in you as you keep fidgeting under him, wanting more.

his fingers gain momentum, the tips pressing at your sweet spots every time he pushes them knuckles deep. a particular flick of his tongue against your clit paired with his fingers perfectly stretching you out made you arch your back, fingers almost tearing the sheets to shreds as you come around him, splotches of red and black clouding your vision. 

but chan doesn’t stop, pushing a third finger in as you clench around him tighter, yelping as the stretch increases, setting a burning pit in your core. he thrusts them slowly, and deep down you know you can’t take it any further, but just then chan pulls out his fingers with a pop, getting onto his knees. you aren’t given enough time to register the sudden halt of his movements, when chan's length prods at your slit, making the air knock out of your lungs.

you inhale sharply when his thick length pushes in, movements steady as his hands wrap tight around your waist. you’ve had sex before, but chan's cock filled you up to the brim, as if it was up to your stomach.

your pussy clenches around him, perfectly squeezing his length in a way he had never experienced before. he groans, losing the last threads keeping together his resolve as he snaps his hips into you. you’re trying your hardest to not scream, but all attempts are thrown out the door when the demon brings your legs a tad bit higher, the angle making him reach deeper into you.

you know you’re so close you can taste it, but voicing it out isn’t an option when all you can get out is babbles and moans. luckily chan's there to help you out, bringing his fingers down to rub circles on your clit, and just the slightest pressure has you coming around his length, clenching around him uncontrollably.

chan doesn’t take much longer either, thrusting into you twice, thrice, before spilling his seed in you, such that even after he’s pulled out, you’re left feeling full.

“babygirl’s okay?” he questions quietly, taking note of how exhausted you were as you tried catching your breath. you nodded slowly and he smiled, grazing his thumb over your temples and down your cheeks. you keen into his warm touch, the faint fragrance of chocolate and vanilla still lingering even under the smell of sweat and cum.

he plops down next you, bringing the covers up to your chin before snuggling next to you under them. you remember he had told you once how he was a softy under his demonic self but you always failed to believe him, until now.

you could now only hope; signing this contract wasn’t going to take a toll on you.

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a/n; this, for some reason, took me 3 days to finish :’) i hope it was worth the wait im so sorry sjhdjshdjs

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Requests closed! Based on this request by nonnie : id like to request a harry x gryffindor reader. its the yule ball and harry wants to ask y/n. but the other boys are all over her and he barely gets a chance. so basically y/n is cho but she says yes XD

Summary: Harry recalls a time when he wanted to ask y/n to the ball but couldn't gather the courage to ask her out.

Pairing: dad!Harry Potter x female reader

A/n: I think this is my favourite Harry fic I've written! Im a sucker for dad!Harry, basically any Harry. I just love that man.

Warnings: none, just pure fluff

Word count: 1.9k words

Memories are in italics

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It was bedtime on a snowy January night in the Potter household as Harry Potter tucked his oldest into bed. James, only eight years old, was an energetic young boy. He wasn't ready to sleep yet and he was determined to stay up. The only way he could do so was if his father told him a bedtime story.

"Daddy," he started pulling his dad's sleeve, "tell me a bedtime story."

Harry looked down at his son who was trying to look as innocent as possible. "James, it's time for bed."

"Please daddy!" He gave his best puppy dog expression, his eyes the same as the woman harry loved most, and Harry melted. Both mother and son knew how to use their eyes to their advantage.

"Alright fine, call Albus and Lily and I will tell you a bedtime story."

James excitedly jumped out of bed and brought his siblings into his bedroom.

"Alright kids, what bedtime story do you want to hear?" Harry sat down on the bed beside the three children. "Tell us about the first time you had a date with mummy!" Albus said and lily and James nodded in enthusiasm.

"Alright then. So the first time we went on a date was when we were in our fourth year in Hogwarts. Remember the time I told you about the wizard tournament I was in?..."

The triwizard tournament, a disaster for Harry. He had unwillingly got thrown into a game he wanted no part of. He managed to complete the first task but the hardest part was yet to start. He needed to find a date for the Yule ball. In his opinion fighting a dragon was easier than asking a girl out.

He knew who he wanted to take but he was yet to gather the guts to ask her. He saw her multiple times over the week but everytime there was a distraction. Whether it was her friends pulling her away or a teacher snapping at him to pay attention. Harry was unable to get to her.

Ron too was struggling, unable to find a date. "Mate, you fought a dragon if you can't get a date nobody can." He told him as they walked through the courtyard of Hogwarts. "Right now, I think I'd take the dragon." Harry sighed. Ron patted his back. Harry's eyes drifted toward the crowd of students, his gaze stopping on her. Y/n l/n, she was the nicest girl in Hogwarts and everyone was her friend. She and Harry were acquaintances, they weren't close per se. Harry had been crushing on her since the end of third year when she helped him in potions.

Harry, Ron and Hermione were sitting on a table doing potions work while everyone around them were talking about their dates to the ball. A boy sitting to Harry's right was whispering to his friend. Harry tried not to listen but potions was boring and he heard y/n's name and his ears perked up.

"Have you heard? David Arden asked y/n to the ball. She turned him down , do you think I have a chance?" He asked hopefully. The boy beside him, the friend he was talking to, scoffed. "She turned down David Arden, he's literally every girl's crush. What makes you think you have a chance? Besides she's turned down all the 5 guys who asked her out this week."

Harry returned to his work. 5 guys asked her out and she turned all of them down? What chance do I have now. He thought to himself. "Ron, do you think y/n will go with me to the ball?" He shook his best friend's shoulder. "You're the boy who lived mate, she'd definitely agree."

"She's turned down 5 boys this week ron! What if she turns me down too." Harry sighed. "You will never know if you don't try." Ron shrugged.

Harry made up his mind he was going to ask her out that evening.

"Did you do it daddy? Did you ask her to the ball?" Little Lily asked excitedly. Albus shushed his sister. "Let daddy finish!" Harry chuckled and continued. "As I was saying..."

Harry kept avoiding the fact that he had to ask y/n to the ball. He made excuses to do it later but the more he delayed it the higher the chance of him not getting to go with her higher.

As he returned from the great hall after dinner, he ran into y/n. The person he wanted to speak to. "Im so sorry, I wasn't looking where I was going." She apologized. "Don't worry about it, I wasn't looking either." Harry chuckled awkwardly.

"I'll be going then." She smiled, but hesitated a bit. "Hey Harry-" "y/n-" they started at the same time. They laughed. "You go first." She said.

"Uh sure, I uh wanted to ask you if you uh wanted to um gototheballwithme." He stuttered.

"Im sorry, what did you say?"

"Do you want to go to the ball with me?" He said, slowly this time.

"What did she say?? Did she say yes daddy? Did she??" Albus asked this time. "Ofcourse she said yes dummy, they're married!" James said to his brother.

Y/n bit back a smile. "Yes, I'd love to."

Harry felt a blush creep up his neck. "Uh great, that's amazing. Uh what did you want to ask me?"

"I wanted to ask you if you wanted to go with me but I guess you beat me to it." She smiled shyly. "I'll be going then, see you soon Harry." She kissed his cheek and walked to her common room.

Harry stood glued to the spot with his hand on his cheek a smile on his face. "You good mate?" Rons voice startled him, snapping him out of his trance. "Im brilliant, never better. I asked y/n to the ball and she said yes! Ron she said yes!" "Good job man, I knew you could do it!" Ron pat his best friend's back.

That night Harry fell asleep with a smile on his face.

"How was the ball dad? Did you have fun?" James asked curiously.

"Oh yes, we had the time of our life."

The day of the ball couldn't come faster. Harry's excitement was uncontrollable. He kept practicing his dance steps and talked to himself in the mirror causing Ron to shake his head and pass comments about Harry being 'whipped'. He didn't mind though, he was whipped.

Finally the day was here. Harry stood at the bottom of the staircase and waited for his date to arrive. He looked around the hall, it was decorated with Christmas decor, snow was charmed to fall, there were icicles on the ceiling and everyone was dressed up in beautiful attire.

As Harry was looking around, he felt a tap on his shoulder. "Hello Harry." It was y/n. She looked absolutely stunning in her dress. Harry forgot how to speak.

"Did you actually forgot how to speak daddy?" Giggled Lily. "It's a saying lils." James explained to his sister.

"You look beautiful." He finally got out. "Thankyou haz, you look dashing yourself." She poked his chest playfully. Harry blushed at the nickname.

"Potter! There you are. We are waiting for the champions. You dance first." Professor McGonagall said. "Wh-what?" Harry stuttered.

"Yes! Now go on we don't have all night." She hurried both the teens.

"I really can't dance, I'm going to make a fool of myself." Harry whispered to y/n. "It's alright, just follow my lead." Harry nodded in relief.

As the champions entered the hall, Harry's grip on y/n:s hand tightened. She squeezed back to comfort him. Everyone's eyes were on them and Harry was feeling self conscious. They stood on stage and Harry placed his hands on y/n's waist and she on his shoulders. "It'll be fine." She mouthed. Harry nodded. His hands were getting clammy and his mouth dried.

The music started playing and all the champions started to waltz to the sweet melody. Both if them swayed to the music and Harry spun her around. He was starting to enjoy it. At last the dance floor was open to all. The attention was off Harry and he felt much better.

Y/n pulled Harry's hands to a more open space on the dance floor and started dancing to the upbeat song. "Dance with me!" She laughed. Harry looked at her and smiled. They both danced badly at the songs, having the time of their life.

Soon they left the dance floor to go and have some refreshments. "You know, I thought you'd turn me down." Harry said sheepishly. "Why would you think that?" Y/n asked curiously. "Because I heard you turned down 5 boys in the same week and I thought you'd turn me down too." "I turned down the other boys because I wanted to go with you." She placed a hand on his cheek.

"I really like you y/n. Im glad we came together." Harry whispered, his face moving closer to hers, staring into her eyes. "I really like you too haz. Alot." She closed the gap between them.

It was blissful. Harry didn't feel the butterflies that others say happen on your first kiss, it felt like coming home, it felt right. It was perfect. When they pulled away Harry realised that he had found the one he wanted to be with forever.

"Would you like to be my girlfriend?" Harry asked her. "Definitely." Y/n said kissing him once again.

"Ewww." Gagged all the children when Harry mentioned that they kissed. "Daddy has the cooties." Albus said in disgust. "I think it's cute." James said proudly. Harry laughed and ruffled his hair.

"What's going on here?" Y/n entered the room. "Daddy was telling us about the Yule ball!" Lily exclaimed. "Was he now?" Y/n said smiling at her family. "It truly was a great experience. Maybe when you go to Hogwarts you'll have one too!"

"Alright it's time for bed now. Let's get you tucked in." Harry clapped his hands. James settled himself on the bed and Harry kissed his forehead and shit the door. He tucked Albus while y/n tucked lily.

Shutting the door, Harry pulled his wife toward him. "I love you. You've given me three lovely children and the best life I could ever imagine. You stood by md through everything. I don't deserve you." He kissed her forehead.

"Oh haz, you have gone through so much you deserve everything and more and you make me the happiest woman alive. I love you so much." She kissed his lips.

Just like the day of the yule ball, this kiss felt right. Harry was home and he never wanted to leave.

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