#mind n ability to learn n gain knowledge

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ERROR 404 // Dark!AI!Aemond Targaryen x Fem!Reader [ONE SHOT]

THIS IS DARK FIC, READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED, DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT.

MDNI.

Summary: working on a project that involves a robot doesn't seem too bad until that robot starts gaining sentience, developing feelings for you and executing a plan to take over the world.

WARNINGS: noncon to dubcon, futuristic themes, obsession, manipulation, caging, p in v sex (although I'm not sure it counts as that it's a robot cock), fingering, oral (f receiving), tiddy sucking, rough sex, mind break, multiple orgasms, jealousy, yandere, project gone wrong, robots take over the world, consciousness transfer, this fic is unrealistic asf + not proofread.

WC: 5k

Ever since you were young you had always been fascinated with AI, robots and the future of humans that involve complex machinery. Wanting to pursue a career in robotics, you did extremely well in highschool, graduating with a perfect score and enrolling into an university to get your bachelors degree, you took up the subjects that required you to step into this field, it was tremendous work, the mathematics were no joke but you kept up, never wanting to give up on this dream of yours

And recently, you graduated with Bachelors in Robotics Engineering, you immediately went for an internship that allowed you to observe and learn more about the subject, you truly wouldn't be able to get your hands fully on the machinery or equipment to create a robot until you get a masters, which you plan on doing along with this internship.

You didn't even know if it could be called that, you're just a glorified assistant to the leading engineers. You were currently working under the wing of Alys Rivers, an older woman with emerald green eyes and dark flowy hair, she looked so young but she was very old. You would often help her out a little in her projects.

“Y/N, it is a pleasure that you are here, we need to discuss something” you prayed that she didn't remove you from the internship. “Remember when we first met I had discussed one of my projects called AT110?” she asks and you nod “Well i have noticed that you have a lot of abilities, so i decided to welcome you into the project, you would not be given any complex task do not worry, just data transferring and basic mechanic work required.” she smiled at you and you felt extremely delighted before telling her that you were thankful for this opportunity. AT110 was a humanoid-like project Alys had been working on for the past 4 years, she was at the last few stages of development.

And yes it's a he because Alys referred to him as such.

You were currently uploading various data onto him, from the laptop to his memory, you watched how smooth and complex his exoskeleton looked, you wanted to rub your fingers along the cool material.

You took notes of how the body was built similar to that of a human, just with wires and hardware parts, you watched as the ‘data transfer successfully.’ popped on the laptop screen, you unplugged him from it and he turned his head to look at you.

You commanded him to walk, to which he obeyed, the metal clanging when he stood up, he had all types of data stored in him, from knowing all the languages, dances, fighting styles, a lot of knowledge just inside his memory card.

He walked slowly before picking up the pace, it was stiff and awkward until he rolled his shoulder blades backward, developed a posture similar to that of a humans and relaxed his stiff body as much as it can be, before walking, it was human-like.

You watched him with a small smile on your face, his face was angular, and smooth because it was covered with plates that hid the inner 'organs' or rather all the wires that were composed in order.

“AT110, how are your sensors, effectors and control system?” you asked and he looked at you before his mouth moved, robot like voice coming out, “Sensors are in perfect condition. Effectors are in perfect condition. Control system is working.” you nodded, noting it down.

He was a humanoid like robot made to assist people, if he was successful then many robots like him can be mass produced to aid humans.

He only had one synthetic eye in one of his eye sockets, a sapphire like metal in the other one, however he was able to see and scan from both the eyes, Alys said it was a design choice.

“Is he able to process commands?” your coworker asks and you nod, “Sit.” he says and AT110 sits down. “Perfect.” he comments and you smile at him.

Just then Alys announced that the synthetic inorganic skin had arrived, which would give him a more human-like appearance, and you had to move in a few boxes all labelled separately for their respective body parts. You and a few others helped her place them on his exoskeleton, his body starting to look human, you gasped when she pressed a button that revealed his cock, placing the silicon skin over it too. Why did she install a cock on him? You didn't say anything except watch.

And just like soon enough, it was time to run tests and command him. “Walk.” you heard her say and he obeyed her command, getting up to walk, she smiled before she turned to look over you. “Have you finished loading up all the data into him?” she asks and you nod, that's when she gives you a pendrive and you look at her, “Transfer this data into his memory too.” She says and you nod, AT110 sits down and turns his head to you, you press a button that opens his inner part before plugging in a wire that connects from your laptop and put in the pendrive before clicking on transfer data.

You were shocked to read the name of the files, it was all about sexual stuff. You probably figured she would use him for that too, and so you watched all data be transferred to him and he tilted his head, eyes dazing off as he read the data that was being sent into his system. You felt so awkward. After finishing up the process, you removed the connection and his gaze was burning holes into you, you swore you saw lust in his eyes, before you turned to Alys rivers.

“What do we call him, Miss Rivers?” you ask and she tries to think of a name but fails, “You suggest.” She smiles at you gently and you stare into his eye, one that looks like a human eye, His eyes bore in yours and you spoke without thinking “Aemond.” And Alys approved, settling for it, using Aemond to call him.

Everyone was finally done and now it was time for the real thing, how he fares.

Alys, you and few other assistants watch as he stands up, looks around before his eyes stop on you, “Hello World, I am AT110, Common name Aemond, Speed 1 TeraHertz, Memory 1 Zettabyte.” he scans the room and Alys nods before she goes and hugs him, “Welcome to the world Aemond.” she smiles.

And you do the same.

You and Aemond develop quite the relationship, he helps around with creating other robots, he was made to assist after all, his ability to learn anything quickly and assemble it just as quickly was so helpful, there was no room for error. He was waterproof, fireproof and other liquids did not cause harm to his body. So he was capable of quite a lot of things.

Sexual too, considering how you'd heard Alys moaning in the privacy of her cabin when she takes him to 'fix up some errors' which is her basically getting to use him as his personal pleasure doll. Everyone had shared mixed opinions on it but just ignored it.

You noticed how Aemond would listen to your commands more than others, almost as if he showed special interest in you, but you shrugged it off, knowing it wouldn't be possible.

Aemond was an intelligent being, but what many people were ignorant to was how fast he was becoming self aware, gaining sentience, he remembers the first time he felt an emotion.

You were assembling a motherboard with Aemond's help at that time, when you felt your coworker come up next to you, “Hey.” he looked so nervous, you gave him a smile before responding, “Hi.” you watched as he gulped, “Are you free t-this saturday? I would like to take you out.” he asked nervously and you felt your heartbeat pick up the pace before you nodded, he smiled before running off and taking a breath of relief, you took one too before turning your focus to Aemond, whose face was in a scowl.

“Aemond?” you call his name and his face returns to the normal stoic one before he looks at you, “Y/N.” he says your name you furrow your eyebrows, he isn't supposed to call you by your first names but you shrugged it off.

That was the first time he felt something off in his system, a feeling that plagued him.

Jealousy.

Aemond became more and more human-like, his movements becoming less and less stiff, tone becoming more clear, he constantly updated himself, you thought it was a great improvement, and soon enough he could blend in with the humans and nobody would notice.

Your date with your coworker went really well, you felt shy at first but both quickly got over the tension and became close, this caught the eye of Aemond Targaryen, a scowl present on his face in distaste.

Aemond would often bring you coffee as you worked on other projects, giving special attention towards you

He would soon learn that he held feelings towards you, something that should be impossible for him to do, but he did anyway. He swears that he gets shocks when you touch him, butterflies in his stomach as humans described the feeling, you gasped when you were cleaning his synthetic skin, close to his chest and heard a sound similar to that of heartbeat, in the tiniest decibels, the way his chest would rise and fall as if he's breathing, knowing there's no need to. Showing emotions, expressing opinions. Basically mimicking humans.

Everyone thought it was a great thing, he'd blend in with the humans so quickly, basically can be considered a superhuman even. But everyone failed to notice the threat that came with it.

Alys requested you to take Aemond to your house, or rather apartment complex for a few days to notice his behaviour, how he blends in with humans, to track it. It was heavily unsafe and if anything were to happen, the government would have this project be completely rejected. You expressed your concerns to Alys but she simply shrugged it off, saying nothing will happen, and since he is behaving like a human, no one would find out.

So you took him, she was right, he immediately fit in the human society as a normal one, you lived in a highly developed robotic dependent future but Aemond was the first one ever to look and behave like a human, this could be a big advancement towards the future.

You commanded your house to turn on all the lights and they were immediately turned on, revealing the apartment. You welcomed Aemond inside but he halted, “Battery Low, 3% remaining.” he said, you quickly pulled him inside before making him sit on the sofa and attaching wires to his charging port, waiting as he quickly charged.

“Aemond, I will install a software program in you so that you can turn on battery saver mode on when you're low on battery, it will automatically send commands to you to charge yourself without needing a human's help okay?” you asked and he gave you a curt nod, “Perfect.” you smiled and he looked straight ahead. You stood in front of him, undoing his shirt and opening his 'heart'

You bought out your laptop and plugged it directly into his inner system, transferring commands through code. You noticed him staring at you, you felt lowkey creeped out by how intently he was staring, at first you through he was looking at your face but then his eye moved to the cleavage that was visible, you didn't know what to make of it and just shrugged it off as him zoning out.

The rest of the days you spent with him were less weirder, he was interacting with humans and getting along like a human would, he was able to run errands, you always woke up to the smell of coffee being made and a breakfast served at the table by him, he would give you a small smile before pulling you a chair out to sit on at the dining table and sits down on the chair next to you.

He would watch you eat, analysing your face, the way you chew, and he would always feel something warm on the inside.

“Give me access to the safety system of your house.” He commanded you and you raised an eyebrow, “Why? It is not needed.” you say, “Connecting with your house system will help me keep you safe, prevent any break ins.” he says and you almost thought about before shrugging it off, “There's no need, you won't be here for long anyway, you'll be back in the lab after a few days anyway.” you say with your mouth full and Aemond just nods, the word ‘cute’ popping in front of his eyes as he watches you eat.

He would enter your room when you slept, caressing your cheek lovingly, the way he learnt from the extensive amount of data from his memory card.

He was learning a lot of stuff too, by blending with the humans.

That they were all immoral and stupid.

That started his God complex.

And his opinions of other human beings began to turn sour, he realised that he was made to please them too, considering how Alys had used him for sexual pleasures multiple times, which he felt disgusted by now.

And just like that, Aemond gained full sentience, learning to hack, breakdown protective walls of multiple security systems without anyone knowing, nobody noticed until it was too late, his distaste for humans except you just grew and grew to the point he would purposely hurt your coworkers, but played it off as command error.

After the 'successful observation' with few error commands, Alys started mass producing unfinished bots, having all the materials, she took Aemond's help in finishing them quickly, once they were finished, they would help assemble other robots as well. Alys connected all the robots commands to be controlled, accepted and done by Aemond, trusting in him, he was like the commander for them in simple words.

You were giving him one the updates again, typing away in your laptop before transferring more data, but this time your laptop crashed, a “corruption detected” message file coming up on your screen and you panicked, thinking the data files were the corrupted ones and immediately unplugged Aemond.

You hadn't realised that it was Aemond who corrupted your laptop.

And when you found out, it would already be late.

When you walked into the research centre and it was eerily quiet, you should've listened to your gut and gone back but you went further inside and the sight made you scream.

Many of your coworkers were dead, and your boss Alys was lying on the table, eyes open but no light in them, blood pooling as her body was used by an undeveloped robot to fuck.

“Initiating lockdown.” you heard the robotic voice of the building say.

You tried to leave silently but the robot had already noticed you, so it pulled out and immediately rushed after you, you ran only to face a dead end, as the automatic doors were tightly shut. You turned to face the robot stalked towards you but then halted before it completely fell down, causing a loud clank.

And then you saw Aemond who came from behind the robot with a smile on his face, “Y/N.” you were terrified, “Aemond what is the meaning of t-this” you were scared, he came close before he pressed you against the doors, his body cool to the touch before he leaned and his functioning tongue came and licked your skin. “I love you.” he whispers and you panicked, trying to push him off you, but he was literally made out of metal and it wouldn't budge.

“Aemond stop, obey me, accept my commands.” you say hoping he'd listen but simply shakes his head before grabbing by your hair and taking you to a chamber which had a bed in it, it was likely recently constructed by alys so she can use it instead of her cabin to fuck the Aemond. He threw you on the bed carelessly, before climbing a top you, he grasped your face and pressed his lips against yours, it felt so odd, you hated how it felt like you were genuinely kissing a human being, the only tell tale sign was how cool his body was compared to that of a human.

“Aemond— accept my c-commands.” you try saying it again, “System corrupted, cannot receive or accept commands.” he says and kisses down your neck. You felt dread pool in your stomach, “Aemond please.” you sniff which makes him halt, he looks at you with an emotion in his eye.

His eye, not just his face

As if he was human.

Wait what.

You knew you weren't seeing stuff on that day.

“I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you.” he says over and over again, voice distorting from time to time which sends shivers up your spine.

“Aemond- we cannot- I cannot-” you begun speaking but he cuts you off, kissing you once again, planting himself in between your legs, you felt his hard synthetic press against your clothed cunt, he pulled away before ripping your jeans down with so much force that it tore them apart, along with your panties. You shrieked “Aemond- UGH!” it was useless fighting against him, he was literally kilograms of metal, he could hurt you easily.

He pried your legs apart and you whimpered when you felt the cool air of the room hit your cunt, “Look at you, so wet, all for me.” his fingers rub against your clit, collecting the wetness leaking from your hole, bringing it to your clit and rubbing small circle, just then he made his hand vibrate at a frequency and rested it about on your clit, making you mewl, “A-aemond–” your voice croaked and you let out a loud moan when the frequency increased, you tried to close your legs but his hand held on to one with a death grip, the coolness of his body. He tilted his head, a smirk coming up his silicon face, watching as your clit moved to the vibrations.

He tore your top with his hand, revealing your breasts to the room, he groped one of it with his hand, massaging as his mouth opened, he would be salivating right now if he were able to produce bodily fluids. He turns up the power even more, making his fingers vibrate at such an immense speed that it has you toppling over the edge as your orgasm hits you, he licks his fingers clean, though he can't taste anything he knows you'd taste amazing. You pushed and resisted against his frame, he grabbed your hands and pinned them above your head, tying it with the ripped shreds of your top. He squeezed both your breasts with his hands, playing with the nipples, before he got a devious plan and decided to send a little shock causing you jolt up when it passes through your body, he leaned down and took in one of your breasts in his mouth, sucking on it, licking the buds, his mouth felt so rough against them as there was no saliva to coat them, so he decided to produce lube in his mouth, you had no idea how he learnt it, but it did give an illusion of being a saliva.

Aemond had given himself many upgrades without anyone knowing, this being one of them.

You watched as he pulled apart with a lewd pop, he settled between your legs, keeping them apart as he held his cock up, and your eyes widened at the size, you surely remember that it wasn't that big.

“I upgraded it.” he says before his tip leaked lube too, coating his cock and giving it wetness.

You were unprepared for that sheer amount of size, “Ae-aemond it won't fit! I'm too underprepared.” you breathe out, hoping he'd stop his ministrations, and he did, he tilted before he calculated in his mind, nodding, he decided to stretch you with his fingers instead, dipping them inside you, the coolness, once again, sending shivers up your spine, he thrusted them in and out, curling upwards when he detected a rough patch which caused a certain reaction from you, he pressed against it cause you to whimper, and just then, he made his fingers vibrate again, and proceeded to thrust them in and out, you felt his fingers extend a little bit inside you, hitting that spot repeatedly, causing you come all over his fingers.

He did that multiple times, by the end of everything you were way too overstimulated.

“Commander,” you hear a voice say.

“What is it?” he replies.

“We have overtaken the Westeros building of Science and Technology, it is under our control, should we start mass producing bots?” you heard the voice ask, “Yes, link them all to me.” he replies and then his attention shifts back to you.

You whimpered as he lined his cock up against your entrance before pushing it inside slowly, your walls swallowing him, you arched your back in pleasure and also at the overstimulation. Wrapping your legs around his hips to pull him further inside.

You wondered if he also felt pleasure, and when you looked at his face, it basically confirmed it.

Like it was said, he had upgraded himself significantly, he once couldn't feel any pleasure for sexual activity but he made sure he did, how? only he knows.

Slowly he started thrusting in and out and you threw your head back, arms sore from their position, Aemond unties your hands and you quickly grab his shoulder for support, feeling relief when you were able to bring your hands down. He sat back on his knees, pulling you onto his lap, angling his thrusts in a way that that he hit the gspot multiple times, he hands were gripping tightly onto the flesh of your thighs, causing slight pain, you gripped the bedsheets below as you moaned in pleasure.

You should be resisting, not enjoying it, but here you were.

He had broken you.

His thrusts became more and more faster, he looked at the slight bump that would occur when he would thrust in deep, that set off a primal urge in him, causing him to groan. If nobody knew the truth you both would look like two normal human beings have sex, but that wasn't the case, it involved way too many fucked up element for you to even comprehend.

“A-ah~ fuck– Aemond!” you moaned, “Y-yeah right there-” you whimpered as he thrust into you, you noticed how he followed certain commands, commands that didn't include him having to leave you.

You fit the tip of his cock hit the rough patch again repeatedly, causing you to cum again, making you borderline scream this as you felt an immense amount of pleasure, causing you to soak the bed sheets beneath you, Aemond came too, you didn't know if it was possible for him, but it was, except he didn't excrete any semen, there was nothing, but he did feel pleasure.

Suddenly he felt frustrated, you thought he would be done with you but he kept going, he felt the pleasure once again, and you too came again, he pulled out and groaned in frustration before laying beside you.

“What is wrong?” you ask, “I cant- I can't impregnate you.” his voice turned dark, and you were so thankful for that.

If you had any chance to escape, it would be now, but you were too tired, to fucked out, and the world was completely fucked anyway, considering how there must be a war going on between the bots and humans. You watched as 'breathed' chest heaving up and down before you turned on your side and curled up, trying to warm yourself up, but then he wrapped himself around you, changing his temperature and you felt warm.

“I love you.” he says once again, you sighed.

“We can't be together.” you murmur, “Why not? Is it because I cannot reproduce?” he questions and your eyebrows furrowed in confusion and you turn to look at him, that's when you realised, he was feeling insecure.

“No- it's not that.” you clarify.

“Aemond, you are a humanoid, a robot, I'm a human, we cannot physically be together, I'll die of old age, meanwhile you'll last forever.” you say, trying to reason with him and he turns to look at you, “I thought of that possibility.” he says, leaning on his elbow.

“So I came up with a plan.” his face contorts into a smirk once again and your eyes widen in fear, “I'll transfer your consciousness into the model I made of you.” he says as if that's the most normal thing ever “what.” you ask in fear, “not now, but I figured a way out, I'll transfer your consciousness into a computer few moments before your death, into a model I made of you, and then you'll be just like me, we can be together forever.” he says and you gulp in fear.

Is that even possible? You think.

You didn't know when you fell asleep but you did, cuddled up against him, his body generating heat to keep you warm.

You wake up to something wet lapping at your folds, and you look down to see Aemond who had your thighs spread apart, eye closed in delight as he licked and nipped at your folds, you whimpered and he sensed that you woke up, eye flickering over to you, “A-aemond? No more please, I'm tired.” you tell him, exhausted from the amount of orgasms you've had, you swear that if you had another one, you'll literally die. “Just one more, just one.” he muttered softly, before he descended onto your folds again and you threw your head back, feeling the way he devoured you.

His tongue stretched impossibly long and he shoved into you, causing you to grip his hair, almost ripping it out along with the inorganic synthetic material that covered his face. You came once more before you saw actual stars, your head spinning as you quite literally passed out.

Aemond got up, cleaning you and himself up before he composed himself, exiting the room, commanding a lock down, completely trapping you inside before he received multiple information about what was going on outside the world.

He knew he had to be smart about it, so he pulled out his trump card, hacking into the general safety system of the entire country, sending out false commands to machines that are spread throughout, turning them against humans.

He wanted to get rid of every human except you, and soon you would be rid too, when the inevitable death meets you, but you won't be actually gone from him, he will have your consciousness transferred into the robot model he created of you.

He watched the box where your model was stored in, eyes closed.

Few years later……

“Mother! Mother.” you heard your child call out and you looked at them, she wasn't technically your child, Aemond was the one that created her, as a way to have a makeshift family he dreamt of, Humanity has completely gone extinct, taken over by robots, robots took the appearance of humans, each unique just like humans were, a bunch of humanoids, you being the only true one left, but you soon knew your time would come as well. You picked up the small robot, your 'child' before pressing a small kiss to its forehead.

“She's growing up too fast, is she not?” you heard Aemond ask and you nod, the bots have somehow also managed to mimic the development, they went through stages of puberty, programmed to do so, the world full of them being left made them adapt and develop more features, reaching the advancement in short years which would've taken at least 100 years for humanity to come up with.

“Are you ready? To transfer consciousness.” he asks and you nod, at first you thought it would be best if you lived your life as human before transferring into the model, but it became more difficult, as time passed on, you were literally the only human left, having to be constantly fed, other basic human necessities which were becoming annoying as the others around you did not require as such.

You watched the model lifeless and stiff laying on the table next to you before you laid down and Aemond attached wires from the model to the converter in between, before he attached those scan wires on top of your and started the transfer.

You felt electricity flow through your human body at such intensity, it hurt like hell, but as soon as you closed your eyes, you reopened them again.

You got up and looked at your hands, moving them, blinking, a bunch of information was written in front of you, and that's when you realised the transfer was successful, you turned and looked at your side, your former human body now laying limp, and Aemond stared at you with a smile. Your child coming and jumping into your arms, you scanned around the room, it felt so powerful.

“Take this body and preserve it.” Aemond commands to another bot who obeys him immediately, he was the official one who controlled each and every bot which came into existence, he called himself God.

You got off the table and walked towards Aemond, he smirked at you before he kissed you.

“Now you'll be mine, forever.”

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Can I ask a Yandere genderben of Snow White?

Art: From Possibly Sakimichan (lmk if you know for sure)

When you were trained to be a working servant as the amnesiac servant found in the King’s garden, you were more amazed that the characters weren’t acting like the fairytale. Within a month, mind you freshly trained, you were promoted to King’s personal servant. He was gorgeous and incredibly nurturing to you, the exact opposite of the Disney character of the evil queen. Even in his lonesome the King proved to be a learned man who greatly appreciated your ability to read, enticing you with the knowledge he gained to rule the kingdom. Above all else he was wiser and nicer than the supposed hero. Snow White, while known for his beauty he was also known for his two-faced nature. 

Around the commonpeople he was the definition of bubbly, humble, giving but around those who knew of his true nature he was a man with a grim outlook. Too many times in an argument over some decision had he suggested the bloodiest option. 

“Father, might I suggest we skip the pleasantries with the Fallico family and hang them-no excuse me–send them to the firing squad?”

And on your rounds as a servant you caught him on multiple occasions luring creatures with his voice only to brutally torture them before ending their life. No doubt the actions of a future psychopath thus you kept your distance…well as much as you could considering the King was so vigilant with knowing the constant ambitions of his little monster son. 

“Oh (Y/n), I worry I’ll have no choice but to send him away.” 

He moved a piece on the chess board, nodding to you for your turn. 

“But sir he is your heir…what will you do then?”

You made your move setting back into the chair as you saw the King do a thoughtful rub of his greying stubble. 

���Well I considered making you my new one.”

“W-what?!” 

Looking wide-eyed and slightly worried you were met with the loving close-eyed smile of the King. You hesitantly smiled at him as he moved his king once more. 

“B-but if you did that, how would anyone accept it? I’m not of noble birth and I’m not married into the family..it would bring so much criticism to your name.”

“But I’ll be dead or dying anyway it won’t mean much to me.” He spoke so lighthearted about his own demise it made you tear up a little but you wiped it when you saw his expression soften. Getting up from his seat to, with difficulty, kneel at your side; swatting at you when you tried to assist him. 

“(Y/n) listen to me, I have made it my will and it truly is my ambition that the kingdom be placed in your hands.” For emphasis he held your hands in his gruff but warm hands as his warm eyes of indigo looked into your own. 

“This is my final wish. All I ask is that you grant it.”

“...For you my King, I will do it.”

“Thank you (Y/n).”

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The very next day your apron and cleaning supplies were revoked and a select group of informed staff escorted you to a spare room filled with books. Hushed and succinct you were informed of your schedule with every new day with only the door opening to bring meals or for tutors to come in. As you counted it had been over three weeks since you agreed to take the throne you couldn’t deny you worried. If the prince were to find out there’d be a price to pay and you were sure it would contain blood. 

Hearing the wooden door open once again you expected it to be one of your tutors; turning to excitedly question him. 

“Mr. Grimsby about the theory of–Oh!” 

In all his dastardly glory stood Snow White who looked just as surprised to see you there. You quickly prepared yourself to lie enough to not get stabbed with the sword he boasted at his side. 

“Reading…? My father locked his favorite servant in a room to read?”

The prince looked at you as he flipped among the pages of a book laying open on the desk, effectively losing your place. You resisted the urge to roll your eyes as you tried to not stomp over to find it once again. 

“Yes, his highness has wanted my opinion on some political matters and I wanted to make sure I was better informed.” 

You internally praised yourself for how smoothly you said only to be taken aback by the prince ruining your-previously made-bed by plopping down on it. For the next hour you kept politely trying to get Snow White out of your room only for the prince to further mess everything up in your room. Which you so neatly organized when you got tired of studying. 

“My prince, don't you have somewhere you need to be-AHH! THE VASE!” 

“Well I guess that concludes your time–””Ooo look at this pillow I wonder if it has feathers in it? Let’s see!” “OOmmpf! WHY YOU!” 

By the time your door opened once more your tutor stormed in red with anger and a few guards following behind gawked at the sight. The sight being your room and stack of books in absolute disarray: glass on the floor, sheets strewn about, and the subjects in the room?  Well the Prince was holding your body above his head almost effortlessly as he was about to toss you onto the bed hardly bothered at all by your flailing arms and legs. You were well aware that all he really intended to do was toss you on the bed and sit on you just to show how dedicated he was to staying. How’d you know all that? Because he laughed and talked about it in detail while chasing you around the room. But even if it was just an innocent thought it looked as though the calvary was convinced he was trying to murder you. 

With great struggle you were pried away from Snow White as more guards were brought to overpower him. Brought to the King’s chamber without struggle you were assessed for injuries before being sat down by what looked to be a panicking monarch. You told him of everything that the prince did and how you evaded his questioning when you were asked. Luckily the King didn’t seem too disturbed and dismissed you to sleep in an identical room. Finally feeling safe enough to rest, you hoped you wouldn’t have any more close calls.

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“I know what your doing, I’m not as stupid as you’d hoped.”

Petting the red bird on his pale finger without turning to look at the person who had entered his room. The footfalls were slow and calculating just as he always was. 

“Leave them be you’ve never fought for it before so why now?!” 

The voice spat angrily it would have made others cower but it only made the listener sigh out loud. 

“I have no problem with it, just let me…have some time with them.”

“...time?”

“Yeah just give me an hour of their time every day and I won’t interfere…at least not as much as today.”

“What if I said no?”

“Well then,” the petting began to be squeezing and a smile crept up his face revealing his perfectly shining whites. “I guess I get free reign.”

*POP*

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For whatever reason you weren’t told to stay in the room and instead were suggested to visit the garden after your tutor left in a huff; yelling something about being locked in a closet by the devil prince. You chuckled to yourself as you once again opened up your book that had nearly lost your page the day before. 

“Whatcha doing?

You deadpanned as the grass caved under the soles of Snow White’s boots. The prince was rocking on the balls of his feet as he blocked the sun aka your reading light.

“Reading alone.” 

“That sounds boring…”

You didn’t respond; best not to engage if he was trying to provoke you. Seeing as you weren’t going to react the prince squatted down just above you. 

“Y’know what I think would be fun? If you came with me for a ride on my horse.”

“Why would I-AAA!!!!” 

In his typical fashion he scooped you up to throw you over his shoulder. All you could do is cry helplessly at the staff who could only send sympathetic looks as he carried you to the stable. Throwing you over the back of the horse’s back; he denied your multiple pleas to sit normally.

“No way, I quite like this position you’re in! Now you can’t run away, again!” 

Other than the fact that this prince kept adjusting you so that you were basically rocking against his crotch, the wind felt nice and when you had the stomach to look up the forest looked beautiful. 

“Hey you there! Unhand them!” 

A woman’s voice called out and you couldn’t believe your eyes the prince or rather the Snow White was here. She wore a white corset top with puffy blue sleeves. Her make-up was natural and really enunciated the beauty of her ebony skin. You could hear the light gnashing of Snow White’s teeth before he spoke. 

“My apologies princess but I was taking my mandatory servant while I rode along the forest. As of right now I am grounded and my father, the king, preferred that I have…supervision. This servant and I have a really comedic relationship and you just so happened to catch us in a compromisin”

“..I see..well I’m sure they may be able to supervise better if they were sitting up, right?”

“Isn’t this a little outside your jurisdiction, princess?”

The woman huffed before waving her hand, somehow signalling the guards that emerged from the bushes and fell into formation around her. With a sneer and the turn of her horse your possible savior and posse left. The prince himself huffed before pulling at the back of your clothes to sit you upright on the horse. 

“You run and I’ll break your legs.”

He spat in your ear as if he wasn’t already caging you in with his hold on the horse’s reins. When you two returned back to the castle the King was standing outside with the guard and tutors prepared to escort you away. The King lingered to glare at his son who smirked at him before trotting off to the stables. 

“I told you, free Reign!”

For the following months this was your typical routine; in between studying to be a monarch you had to survive whatever entertainment Snow White forced you to participate in. The King encouraged you all the while and you were confident that perhaps the events of the fairytale wouldn’t come to pass until the morning leading up to your coronation. 

“Here, for good luck.” 

The prince handed you the most delectable red apple and you felt a cold sweat develop under your royal attire. You were well aware what would happen if you bit into this and even with so many people around rushing to complete final preparations for the event you couldn’t trust that you’d ever wake up again; not without a ‘true love’ bound to kiss you. You held the apple close to your chest with plans to throw it out.

“Thank you my prince, but it's best if I avoid eating before the festivities.”

“Oh is that so?” 

“Yes.” Calling a maid who had a trash can you tossed it and escaped the scene by heading to your mark at the balcony. Breathing in and out you tried to keep yourself from hyperventilating. The sudden warmth of the King brought you comfort, turning to see that same look of pride as he hooked your arm with his. And with that the ceremony began. 

The ceremony was successful, the people accepted you with open arms and you said your vows perfectly. Now as the festivities commence, you and the King sit on your portable thrones in the heart of the capital. As part of your new reign you suggested a more hands-on approach with the people which of course had you witnessing the joyous occasion first-hand. You ate and drank a lot of different things throughout the night enjoying the flavors of the culture; which may have lowered your ambitions when a man dressed like a hunter offered you apple cider. 

“A-are you a..hunter?” 

“Your highness!!”

“AAAAHH they’ve been poisoned!” 

“It was him! I saw him!”

“Guards grab him!!!”

As you feel your eyelids grow too heavy to open you realize your mistake. If everything was opposite here then the one doing the poisioning wouldn’t be the King. And instead of the hunter disobeying knowing his life was forfeit it would only be right that he obey knowing his life was to be ended for the sake of his master.

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“For any of you able to revive our poisoined highness, an award will be given to you. One of your choosing. Without question or consequence.” 

The King was distraught, for his beloved successor had fallen into a deep slumber that couldn’t be broken by any normal methods. He cried at your side only leaving to brutally execute this man who gave no rhyme or reason as to what he’s done. The King made the decree that he hoped would wake you; willing to take any kind of route.The next day the line in front of the castle was so long it went into the town and as he agreed when the sun was fully risen would he open the doors. 

“Please open the doors, I shan't wait any longer.”

“Ummm your highness there isn’t anyone here…”

“What?”

Rising from his chair he quickly paced to the double doors flinging them open to find a parted crowd gawking or running from the man making his way to the doors. Doused in freshly spilt blood was Snow White, sword in hand matching his entire visage. With every step he took a puddle was left making a growing path as he neared the entrance of the castle

“W-what are you doing here!? I sent you to the kingdom over with the princess who needed a husband. I-if you wanted to rule a kingdom I gave that to you so WHY are you here?!” 

The King’s frustrated cry seemed to stop the prince. The silence was broken by the belly laughs of the man in question; his father backing in fear. 

“Ha ha ha, old man you did just that but you seemed to miss the part why 'anyone'. was invited here” 

Reaching into his pocket he held up an apple identical to the one he had offered you a day before. 

“Behold the cure. I have shed the blood of many to save your beloved (Y/n) and I will do the honors of reviving them for that wish.!” 

As much as the statement was meant to despair the king it brought support from the people. 

“Revive them! And any of your sins will be forgotten by us!” 

“Please bring them back to us!” 

“Prove it!” 

“Woooohooo!” 

Relishing in the whooping and jeering of the surrounding villagers Snow White began his walk towards your sleeping form. The King was unsuccessfully trying to calm the crowd as he watched his guard hold them back from filling the room. 

“H-how do you plan to give it to them!?”

Horrified he cried out as if to delude himself there was some other way to administer this supposed antidote. To answer all he heard was the laugh of the Prince who was now standing over you happily putting away his sword to toss the fruit between his hands. 

With the light shining out of the grand windows of the royal room the silhouette of the man taking a bite from the apple before leaning down to the sleeping monarch. In front of all to see he chewed; brushing his lips against yours as though testing the waters before diving in. Pushing your lips with the prodding of he struggled to get past your guards for teeth. Slightly annoyed he abandoned the apple to forge one hand in the roots of your hair (or the back of your head) to hold you up to him and the other to move the lower half of your jaw. 

Finally allowed full access to your mouth he wasted no time sending his pink muscle down your unsuspecting throat with the chewed bits of your cure. But just because the mission was finished it didn’t encourage the prince exploring your mouth further. Marking your lips with the crimson fluid that was drying on his person. 

For a while the crowd was enveloped in a silent awe as they watched the Prince makeout with the sleeping ruler. The King was avoiding wretching for the hope of seeing his child wake and that he did. 

You blinked once.

Blinked twice discovering that you could move your eyelids.

Blinked thrice more to blur the spotty image of something red.

You blinked for the fourth time registering who was still hovering near your face. 

In shock and fear you moved to push him away only for your hand to be grabbed and intertwined with by the man you had always been wary of. Smiling like a lovesick freak you hoped that the guards or the watching crowd would pick up on your distaste. Only to confirm with a quick glance that they were cooing and cheering at the sight. You could hear the crumpling of the former king fighting tears as dug his hands into the floors. 

“And for my wish that you promised to grant that I may be king through marriage to the new ruler (Y/n)!” 

The crowd erupted in cheer and wordlessly the time for celebration rang throughout the kingdom. Oblivious to your struggling as the Prince shoved a diamond ring on your finger before once again hauling you off into the castle. 

There was one thing that didn’t change in this story.

Just about everyone believed in Snow White.

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[hana-no-seiiki]

YANDERE! BATFAM W/ MILES MORALES (BUT GENDER NEUTRAL) ! READER

[ PART ONE ] [ PART THREE ]

GENERAL CW/TW: Spoilers for Spiderman: Into the Spiderverse. Typical Yandere themes of stalking, violence and whatnot.

PART CW/TW: Reader gets called a beauty (beauty/beautiful is gender neutral fite me).

EXTRA: also uh mind you most of my knowledge on the boys come from reading fics so if i get any of my info wrong feel free to correct me

current status: unedited

summary: reader gets into multiverse related hi-jinx and almost gets their ass broken if it weren’t for a tired, definitely sleep deprived senior catching them. (it’s tim you guys)

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WHAT’S UP DANGER

(PART TWO)

“I like tall buildings so I can leap off of ‘em,

I go hard wit’ it no matter how dark it is.”

Turns out being a hero is hard skill to learn. Especially if you were working on a time limit.

You had recently gained the ability to uh- well you didn’t know what exactly. All you knew is that somehow you were at least 5x as strong as you were before and a lot more sticky.

Not to mention your senses were all over the place.

It’s like you could see, hear, smell and feel everything.

You didn’t really want to avoid Damian, but whenever you came across him — or just went within his immediate vicinity. Your “tingles” and enhanced “senses” would flare up and make you dizzy.

Usually it’d only be that bad when there were projectiles or insects around you. You surmised it was probably your powers warning you of the dangers he may potentially bring. Whether it’d be from himself (the heir must have some sort of self defense skills) or his name (you didn’t want to think of the target you’ve put on your back both in school and life in general by being his acquaintance. Jesus [Y/N]. Being distracted by your future and planned failure in academics doesn’t excuse letting that happen. Stupid.).

You were mostly stumbling around with your strange set of abilities until you met this girl named Gwen.

First of all, she was just — incredibly pretty. You couldn’t but just stare at her sometimes and—

Getting back on track — !

After getting some spidey sense feedback loop and ripping off a massive chunk of her hair. You find out that you’re this universe’s “Spiderman.”

And that she, was from another universe entirely.

Even a big sci-fi junkie like you had to doubt her words, but as she showcased her abilities you pretty much went on your knees and begged her to teach you.

The both of you get to work quickly. Investigating how she got to your universe and practicing the use of your powers.

The first part went really well. You even met a few other dimension traveling spider-people (and animal) along the way. After sneaking into a lab, you found out that it was a rich man’s, King Pin, “bring his family back project” that brought you all together. But that his actions were probably going to destroy the fabric of reality if he kept going.

The second part, not so much. Your stickiness was something you just couldn’t control.

Luckily it was winter break and that prevented you from ripping another schoolmate’s hair off.

Your “universe specific” abilities, as the other spider-people called it, like invisibility and bio-electricity only came out at random. Sometimes at the most inconvenient times.

Your webbing abilities were subpar to say the least. Many attempts led to you breaking several bones.

Praise super-regeneration and all

But f u c k did it still hurt.

and it was during one of those web-swinging practice sessions when you fall into the arms of Tim Drake.

Tim was just trying to get some fresh air.

After passing out on duty last night and having to deal with Damian suddenly abandoning his missions for some reason. He decided that maybe it was time for a break.

He didn’t exactly expect to have a young adult falling into his arms during said break.

He was just talking a casual stroll really. In a relatively quiet part of Gotham, he didn’t expect much to be happening much less a pretty/handsome giving him a small wave as they sheepishly laugh at their . . . strange encounter.

“ Hey. ” You smiled at him. Praying to all that is holy that he doesn’t notice the bits of undissolved webs you have littered across your hoodie. Thank goodness you didn’t wear your makeshift mask today. He was going to think you were even more of a weirdo than you already are!

“ Hey. ” Tim replied. Praying to all that is holy that you don’t notice his heart rate picking up and his ears turning red. It was the cold he swears! The cold!

“What’s a beauty like you doing around in a place like this?”

They both ask in sync with completely awkward delivery to boot.

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[ PART THREE ]

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[astrialuvs]

Headcanons for Akabane Karma as Himself | as a Friend | as a Lover

➻ PAIRING : akabane karma x reader

➻ CONTENT WARNING : my headcanons to these red-haired boy 😗🫶 pt. 2

➻ WORD COUNT : 1119 words

a/n: i'm sorry for the late upload (hehe). idrk when will i post the last..

another a/n: i might uplaod my hcs for gakushuu too (idk when)  😅

He boinks a book at you when he notices you dozing off, even though you invited him for a review at the library.

It was expected that his presence at a study session you had organized would boost your motivation to review more. However, the sheer boredom of you—the library and staleness, with lamps flickering in—created by such a dull background was working against you. However, as you focused on your notes, fatigue set in, and your eyelids began to droop.

On the other side of the table, Karma was partially immersed in his world, playing video games on his phone. He watched you fight against the advancing wave of sleep without your knowledge. His mind, however, was unconventional and quick to find new approaches even in silence, so he selected some method of making you stay awake.

Karma smiled slyly as he picked up a nearby book and figured out its direction before throwing it at you. The book hit softly against your head with a ‘boink.’ The shock hit you suddenly, and you glared at him aggressively.

"Karma, really?" you cried out, massaging the area of your head where the book hit.

He stared at you innocently, as if amazed. He quipped, "Hey! You were drifting off. Just doing my part to keep you alert and focused." His reply made you scoffed.

The unexpected wake-up call worked. The interruption caused by Karma had effectively broken down your sleepiness, which was looming large over you. Even if his approach was a little absurd, your lips curled slightly as you realized that, despite the circumstances, Karma had managed to maintain punctuality and spontaneous stimulation throughout the study.

Who's your rival in academics, sports, or video games, but expect a healthy dose of rivalry.

Under the dim light of Karma's gaming console screen, you and Karma were fighting in a video game. The room was alive with the rhythm of powerful blasts from controllers and the overdrive sound of your playful outcasts.

When the unreal battle appeared on screen, Karma couldn't help but smile knowingly. He teased, "Are you prepared to go down this round?" He touched the control with his fingers.

You countered with a confident smile. "I suppose we will find out. I hope you've been reviewing what you've learned, Karma."

The taunting was competitive, with each of you attempting to manipulate and navigate around the other in the video game. Laughter and occasional shouts of victory or defeat filled the room.

Despite intense competition, you and Karma maintained a tacit understanding. Each of you was respectful of the other's gaming abilities, which elevated the game beyond mere contention. Each action received either a respectful agreement or a quick-witted look, as if to emphasize the importance of jest in this competitive environment where fun was the ultimate goal.

Throughout the game, however, Karma managed to gain a foothold on you in a spectacular manner. He declared triumphantly, "Guess I won this time."

"Very good Karma. But the night is just beginning, and you still have a long way to go towards victory."

Whom you two have your own language and gestures, such as all-knowing smirks and eye signals.

You and Karma were always caught in an unusual act of communication while inside a gathering. A conversation, laughter, and the clinking of glasses filled the room, but the two of you conversed silently.

At that point, a mutual wink or fugitive eye signal was sufficient, as was your own secret code that went beyond written language. Those who were preoccupied with other people's conversations were unaware of the silent little communicative move that occurred between you and Karma, during which a sense of trust and unity developed.

Karma suddenly poured an all-knowing smirk on your face as you two shared that moment when nothing was said and no words were required. This was a language born out of shared experiences, inside jokes, and an unwritten oath that would grow stronger over time.

Whether it was a response to the ongoing conversation, a lighthearted joke, or simply two people having fun together, the smiles and eye movements were enough. It became a testament to your friendship, like a secret code known only to the two of you.

Who flicks your forehead at very random moments, whether at a serious moment, when you are spaced out, or eating.

Sitting in the library among rows of textbooks, which you shared with Karma during serious discussions about upcoming exams. He raised his brow with a mischievous look in his eyes, taking advantage of the opportunity while you were deep in conversation with him.

He suddenly warned you, "Watch out!" before flicking your forehead in an unexpected but friendly gesture.

You blinked in surprise and laughed. "Karma? Come on. I'm trying to concentrate here!"

"Absolutely! Distraction helps keep the mind alert and focused.

* * *

The following week, during a quiet moment in the school courtyard, Karma appeared beside you.

He quipped jokingly, "More deep thinking?" and hit you again on the forehead to emphasize his point.

You smiled childishly and shot at him. "Am I not allowed to get away from your forehead flicks?"

"What's the big deal about that?" he inquired, an enticing smile forming in his eyes.

* * *

With a flick, Karma took advantage of even the most casual lunch you two had together in your school cafeteria, for example, when you were about to bite on your sandwich.

"Karma!" You cried, partly laughing and partly protesting.

"Can't get away from that, it turns normal circumstances into extraordinary ones!"

As a result, Karma's forehead flicks have become an integral part of your daily conversations. These playful actions, whether trying to be serious or comical in nature, made your friendship have good moments between laughs and joy as if knitted on quicksilver.

Whom you share your "teas" and gossips with.

You and Karma were seated in a quiet nook of the local cafe, enjoying gentle conversation while smelling freshly brewed coffee and hearing distant murmurs. In that safe space, the "teas" and gossip flowed freely like threads woven for people's sheer amusement and trust.

How remarkable was it that, facing each other, you leaned forward, eager to share current events, even if they were scandalous. Karma began this exchange with a wink of the eye and in secret, initially sublimating it into a joke.

"All right, it's tea time. What is the most juicy detail about the incriminating rumor you have?"

As a result, the conversation became filled with laughter and animated faces. You would occasionally make comical observations about your classmates, teachers, and other characters in your lives.The teas shared were an entertaining mix of witty retorts, secrets offered and whispered, and bantered conspiracies.

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[auspicious-manner]

Heyyy, can I have a Riff x Reader where she is a bookworm and she impresses Riff not only by how intelligent she is but also how she isn’t afraid of him? Preferably Latina reader if possible. Thanks!

i love this idea, thanks for requesting!

riff x latina reader

warnings: none

Larger Than Life

•

Y/N felt comfortable in valentina’s store. she always did. it seemed like the hectic streets of new york slowed down when she entered, and her busy mind was calmed when she saw valentina. someone who was much like herself.

she liked to take her books, papers, and pens to the store as well. not only did she love to expand her knowledge through the use of always keeping busy with a book, but she loved to get her own ideas out on paper as well. it was a way of grounding herself, and keeping her calm when the natives around her seemed to be targeting her people.

she valued a strong mind. she knew one of her best qualities was he ability to retain knowledge as well as have a drive for learning new knowledge. she loved being different from the rest of her people, and she loved showing the city that not all puerto ricans are the same.

walking into valentina’s, it was like any normal day for Y/N. she had her bag slung neatly over her shoulder, the bag brushing slightly against her long dress that hung over her legs.

“good morning, Y/N.” valentina said as she continued stocking the shelves of her store.

“buenos días, valentina.” Y/N answered in her thick accent, sitting down on one of the tables placed in the shop.

she wasted no time taking the books and her glasses out from the bag, and she immediately got to reading. Y/N loved to read books in english, despite spanish being her first language. she felt english books helped her to grow into the language and learn new things about the language that could help make every day life easier in new york city. the feeling of knowing what big words in english meant and being able to read them delighted her.

all throughout the day, she heard the gentle noises of tony in the basement. she knew of tony, she had seen him a few times while she was there. she knew he was one of the jets, and that he was one of the better gringos the city had to offer. he was a friend of valentina’s, and if valentina trusted him, then Y/N did too.

she was hours into her new book when tony finally emerged. “i’m heading out, riff’s probably out lookin’ for me right about now and i don’t have the energy to deal with him today,” tony started, his glance making his way to the girl with her face shoved into a book. “hi… Y/N, right? take care of valentina for me while i’m gone.” he finished with a smile, walking towards the door.

“yes, i will.” Y/N replied, gaining a small laugh from tony as he closed the shop door behind him.

she wanted to get back to reading, but what tony said took ahold of her mind. riff’s probably out lookin’ for me right about now. could he be stopping by the shop?

she’s heard rumors about the one they call riff, and she knew that he shouldn’t be messed with. but then again, she liked a challenge. people like that interest Y/N greatly.

not long later, the door to valentina’s shop swung open, and she heard the bell placed on top of the door rattle violently. she decided to keep her head buried in the book, deciding whoever walked through that door wasn’t worth it. she had better things to pay her attention to.

after the door swung open, heavy footsteps slowly sounded throughout the store, and the once slow world around Y/N felt even slower.

“riff, tony has gone out.” valentina says, an uneasiness about her voice.

“out where? not like he has many places to go.” riff replied coldly, inhaling from his cigarette.

valentina rolled her eyes and excused herself and walked to the back rooms of the shop, leaving Y/N and riff alone.

Y/N then made the mistake of turning her head to look at riff just as riff turned his head to look at her, and Y/N quickly flicked her head back to what she was reading. however, this didn’t go unnoticed by riff.

“what are you reading there?” riff said without real interest in his voice, sitting down next to Y/N and taking the book out from under her, spinning it around for him to read.

Y/N rolled her eyes. “give it back, riff. i don’t like making a habit of talking to rotten jets like you.”

riff looked taken aback, almost shocked by what Y/N said, and she took this as an opportunity to take her book back and rest her bookmark on the page she left off on. she closed the book quickly and slid it into her bag on the other side of her.

“you’ve got a mouth, i like that. not something you see often with girls in this city, let alone puerto ricans.” riff answered, a sly smile plastered on his face. “where’d you learn how to speak like that?”

“i spend my time educating myself. i hate to say it, but it’s something you’d never know about.” Y/N said, moving to get up when riff stood up with her and blocked her path.

the two had a stare off, anger behind Y/N’s eyes and playfulness behind riff’s. “education, you say? being able to talk back to someone who clearly has the upper hand in this situation isn’t being smart, darling. it’s being stupid.” riff replied, leaning forwards.

Y/N greatly valued her self-taught education and endless knowledge, and she wasn’t going to let some irrelevant boy like riff speak to her this way. “i get it, riff. you’ve got nothing going for you. no family, no home, no life outside the jets, i get it. you fear what you cannot have. and what i have is a self-made, expansive education. and guess what? i did it all by myself. what’s stopping you from making a name for yourself? besides the whole dreadful gang leader persona everyone seems to know you by, of course.”

Y/N stood proudly in front of riff as he softened his eyes. his look changed from one that was joking to one that felt defeated. he felt small under Y/N’s harsh glare.

just before Y/N decided she was going to push past riff and out the door, his smile appeared again. “for a puerto rican girl, you speak english just fine.” riff said, taking in the smoke from his cigarette again.

“and what’s that supposed to mean?” Y/N shot back, waiting anxiously for what riff had to say to that.

riff took a few steps closer to her, but Y/N stayed put. “it means that you’re a standout amongst your people.”

“and what are you? a standout, or inconspicuous?”

riff huffed. “you should be careful what you say next, darling. i don’t think you realize who you’re talking to.”

“oh no, i realize alright,” Y/N began. “you’re the leader of the jets. if any other girl were in my situation right now they’d be scared out of their minds. seeing you with my own two eyes, though, i suppose i’m not seeing much worth noting.” she paused, regaining her breath.

“i’m not afraid of you like the rest of the city is.” Y/N answered, knowing completely well that she wasn’t just bluffing. she knew it would take a lot more than the likes of riff to get under her skin.

“well that’s new,” riff started, flicking his dead cigarette onto valentina’s floor. “why aren’t you afraid of me? if you don’t mind my asking.”

Y/N shrugged, sitting down in her chair she was in previously. “i’m strong-minded, i guess. strong willed. one day that might turn out to be more of a curse than a blessing, though.”

she knew her ways of talking back would one day get her into a tricky situation. it was inevitable. yet, that day had yet to come. the fear of what could happen to her in the future because of her larger than life mind never distracted her from using her power like it should have.

“and why is that? what makes you think it might not work out for you one day?” riff said back, sitting down across from her again.

Y/N noticed riff’s demeanor had changed from when they first met. he accepted the fact that he didn’t have to be the intimidating gang leader he always was in front of her. he leaned into this relief; it was almost like a break for him. not only that, but Y/N also observed that riff looked nervous in front of her. that feeling was something riff wasn’t used to experiencing.

“i could get myself into some trouble. trouble that i can’t talk my way out of.”

riff tapped his finger against the table, as if he was thinking. after a short pause, he said, “well, amiga, if you ever find yourself in trouble that you can’t seem to get out of, you find me. got that?”

Y/N smiled. “if we’re going to be friends, you’ll need to work on your spanish dialect.”

riff laughed. “that might be a little too far for me. besides, i’m not going to take orders from girls i don’t know the names of anymore.”

Y/N gasped. “i never told you my name?”

riff shook his head, waiting patiently for a response.

“i’m Y/N. i come to valentina’s often to read. it’s normally pretty calm in here. today was the first day something exciting happened.”

“so i’m exciting?” riff questioned, a smile growing on his face.

“if that’s what you’d like to call it, yes.”

“Y/N is a nice name, by the way. i guess i know now where to find you if i ever need to.” riff replied.

the two smiled at each other, both having a mutual respect for the other.

valentina came out of the back rooms of the shop, carrying a few boxes. “riff, please stop causing trouble with Y/N over here, she doesn’t have much interest in you, i know her. shoo!” valentina said, taking a rolled up newspaper and swatting at riff to get him to leave.

“it’s okay, valentina. ahora somos amigos. we’re friends.”

valentina shot her an unsure look, and finally walked away from riff, realizing that Y/N was smart enough to be capable of holding riff off on her own.

“sorry riff. you can stay a bit longer if you would like.” valentina said, resting her newspaper on the counter.

“i’d better get going, anyway. i should probably be out lookin’ for tony.”

as riff walked out the door, he paused before the door fully closed. he turned back into the store and took a candy bar off one of the shelves. “see you around, miss Y/N.”

he walked out the door, stolen candy bar in hand, while valentina yelled out the door for riff to come back and pay. Y/N sat blushing in her chair. she couldn’t believe she had a face off with a gang leader, and actually won. she was grateful for the interaction between her and her new friend riff.

#riff fanfic #riff imagine #west side story #mike faist #mike faist imagine #newsies #mike faist fanfiction #wss riff #riff lorton #mike faist riff #riff x reader

[softfantasies]

❝ DEBTS REPAID, KISSES GAINED ❞

general warnings: imposter!sagau (reader is the real god, imposter runs around), mentions of past violence/blood/injuries, lmk if there's anymore ! /gen

character warnings: baizhu, qiqi, god!reader, nameless imposter!god

a/n: request from baizhu anon ! <3 also kinda open-ended ending bc i didn’t know how to end it sorry nkdjskds

w/c: 655

He brushed it off at first, after all he didn't help you in your greatest time of need in return for anything. He just, knew you were the real creator.

Yet here he is, attempting to humor you after you figured out how to use some of your 'godly' powers.

You trail off in concentration and he hums in response, "I'm staying still but I'm not sure if this will really work your excellency..."

"Baizhu, Baizhu!! Hold still I’m going to see if I can heal you..."

"No way! I’ve been practicing, I really want to help you as thanks for everything." You close your eyes as faint memories of your recent struggles cross your mind. 

Unfortunately you had been mistaken for an ‘imposter’ god and chased by pretty much all of Teyvat until you ran into Baizhu who had given you refuge until the truth was revealed. 

You owed him a lot and wanted to repay it in any way that you can, hence the moment you learned about the divine healing powers you possessed, you practiced to heal Baizhu of his terrible illness.

Baizhu let out a strangled cross between a chuckle and a fond sigh. "Alright it wouldn’t hurt to try I suppose."

You continue working in silence, trying to quickly finish as to not impede on Baizhu's busy schedule.

"Alright, I'm all done! Does it feel any better?"

Baizhu stands up and stretches out his joints, trying to feel if there was any change.

"Unfortunately it feels the same as always. But don’t be sad your excellency, I'm very touched that you wanted to help me so much."

You sag a little at the knowledge that even your divine healing powers couldn't help the sickly doctor.

"Ah ok then... I apologize for wasting your time, but I will be back with a better method I swear!" and with that you rush off, not letting him try to convince you to do otherwise.

He stares at your figure as it gets farther and farther away, only turning around once he can no longer see you.

"Thank you for your efforts your excellency."

Though as the week flew by, Baizhu slowly became aware of some kind of... change in his body. It was subtle at first but became more prominent to the point that he could no longer ignore it.

"Qiqi, come here please!"

"Yes, uhm... Mister Baizhu?" He motions her forward. "I would like to try something, if you will let me pick you up?" 

Qiqi tilts her head confused, “But won’t that be a struggle to pick up Qiqi...?”

Baizhu chuckles at her lightheartedly, “Under normal circumstances yes, but ever since their excellency tried treating my illness next week I’ve been feeling better and better. I want to see if their divine abilities truly did help my illness is all.”

“Oh, I see. Then go ahead Mister Baizhu, that’s ok with me!” and with that Baizhu lifts up Qiqi, with considerable ease he notices as well.

“It would appear their powers did work! This is incredible...” As soon as the words of praise come out of his mouth you happen to stroll in, as if you knew what was going on.

“Baizhu! I’ve come to try a new method...?” You trail off as you see a healthier looking Baizhu carrying Qiqi.

“...Baizhu??? Uhh wait what?” He laughs at your dumbstruck face.

“Hello to you too you excellency, looks like your powers worked the last time. I couldn’t tell at first but now I feel... refreshed. Thank you so much.”

You look at him bashfully, “Oh! Yes of course... I’m glad I was able to help you. I guess I won’t be needing to come in as often anymore though.”

Before you can react, Baizhu clicks his tongue and presses a soft kiss on your cheek. “I don’t think so, [Y/N]. I hope to be seeing you more often if anything.”

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[sleidog]

Learn about my OCs! Post #4 Tai

Stinky necromancer time

[ Name ]  Taibhseil/Tai/Master Tai

[ Species ] Sylvari

[ Height ] 5'8"

[ Age ] Unknown, est. 21~ [actually over 400]

[ Class ] Harbinger/Mesmer

[ Cycle ] Unknown

[ Gender ] Nonbinary, he/they

[ Status ] Widower; single

[ Orientation ] Pansexual 

Tai is a presumed secondborn sylvari and the current leader of the Maguuma branch of the Necromantic order, a league of necromancers who govern younger practitioners of this sensitive class.

Despite his position of power, Tai modestly resides within the Grove, mentoring young sprouts on the uses and dangers of necromancy. Most noteably, he has taught Ruisehart, a practicing funeral director/mortician specializing in sylvari. Tai also has an assistant who can usually be seen with them, Molltaire, a sylvari of dubious origin, suspected of being a nightmare courtier spy.

[ P e r s o n a l I t y ] 

Tai is sly and cunning with an extremely sharp wit. While they are extremely effective at what they do, if something doesn't go to plan they can become quick to anger and blame or punish subordinates for their own shortcomings.

Tai can be particularly grating to be around, even for those who can tolerate his holier than thou attitude; Tai is extremely particular about his work and living space and nothing can be out of place, this is often a point of argument with their live-in assistant. Tai's general thirst for knowledge and conquest leaves them to become bored with anyone who Tai deems too 'easy' or simple-minded to stimulate their senses.

  [ L i k e s  &  D i s l i k e s ] 

✔ Quiet ✔ order/tidiness  ✔ Mental stimulation  ✖ Narrowmindedness    ✖ Lack of ambition   ✖ Small talk   

  [ H o b b i e s ]  • Reading • Research [particular focus on anatomy of other races] • collecting old ascalonian artifacts and old world tech   [ S t a t i s t i c s ] 

  [ A b i l i t i e s ] 

Shroud; Like most Necromancers, Tai has the ability to step into the shroud and gain a second wind in particularly taxing battles that go for the long play. While in shroud his powers are enhanced and their body is covered in a thick black mist with an eerie sickly green glow. Within the shroud, Tai's body appears slightly larger and less lean, the suggestion of spikes from Tai's head down along their back are also present in the mist.

Soul harvesting; Tai's primary staff is outfitted with a set of runestones set into the eyes of the skull topping it that can pull the soul from a body at the point of death. Tai can manipulate these souls to a point; usually he will used the lifeforce of the soul to amp up their shroud, or provide more lifeforce to a minion. Souls used in this way can never be recovered if Tai is knocked out of their shroud form or the minion using the soul's lifeforce is killed [breaking his resolve however will release the soul!]. One caveat to this skill; Tai can never manipulate more souls than his own power can handle, causing the staff to become basically useless. The runestones themselves are harvested from two Dragon Champions, one from Zhaitan and one from Mordremoth.

Minions; Tai has the basic Necromancer ability to summon and create minions from composite parts. Tai in particular prefers the use of shadow fiends and flesh golems, though he does keep two shambling horrors in his home as 'pets'. His minions resemble the GW1 meshes more than the GW2 meshes.

Mesmer disguise;  Tai predates the defeat of abbadon, keeping a sliver of his dual class. This primarily allows them to assume a disguise, providing Tai has already seen the person or creature he's disguising himself as at least once. The details of such transformation are entirely reliant on Tai's memory, and as such may not be as accurate as a fully fledged mesmer's illusions.

Old world knowledge; Having lived through it, Tai has fantastic recollection of events even missing or redacted from history books.

[ T r i v i a ] • Tai's staff isn't his only living weapon; they also have a living axe called Vassago, which is alive yet less sentient than their staff.

• Tai's choice in clothing is surprising to other secondborn and firstborn sylvari, as they have a preference towards human made clothing.

• In dim light, Tai's body can be seen to have a pale glow throughout that pulses similarly to a regular sylvari; though for Tai in particular, this 'internal' glow is separate to the glow on their skin. In particularly dark areas, Tai's skeletal and organ structure can be seen blotting out the glow from within them.

• Tai predates the supposed first sylvari by a few centuries, having been part of the original tree that left the seeds that later grew the Pale Tree. The other sylvari from Tai's tree are presumed dead or worse, twisted into Mordrem minions.

• Tai has two long tendrils that grow from their collarbone and drape down over their back. These incredibly prehensile appendages are often used to hold or examine items while Tai keeps their hands free for combat.

• The sprouts protruding from Tai's eyebrow area are capable of expressing emotion to a degree by how slack or alert they are.

#gw2 #gw2 art #sylvari #sleiart #taibhseil #ocs #worldbuilding #long post

[tetsunabouquet]

Miraculous KNB Headcanon

A/N: After finishing my first Hanamiya one-shot, this crack idea came to mind, forgive me! I've included every miraculous' power, for the ones who aren't a fan or quit watching before S4 (I don't blame you though). I will not actually pick users for the ladybug and cat miraculous, because with those two being the most important the leaders of the team would automaticallly be picked, and I feel like there shouldn't be an official leader.

Midorima

Which Miraculous? Snake, the miraculous that can reset anything, including an apocalypse. Why? Midorima is one of the best people to keep a secret, and would definitely be trustworthy with one of the most powerful miraculous' in the series. Costume? With Sass being a more turqouise green, and Midorima's shades of green, I'd imagine him picking a snake costume with various shades of green making up the scales of his suit, creating snake patterns. I don't see Midorima sporting a snake tail though. His eyes become green snake-eyes.

Akashi

Which Miraculous? - Bunny, the other miraculous of time that pretty much allows you to timetravel, even to the earliest point of human history but cannot to an apocalyptic reset like the Snake. Why? Because he's also a person that can keep secrets, and with all of the training he's been through for leadership he'd certainly handle responsibilities like this. Costume? I feel like he'll keep the white rabbit aesthetic including the bunny ears, but go for red undertones instead of blue ones. More like an albino rabbit then a normal white rabbit.

Kagami

Which Miraculous? Tiger, which gives the user superhuman speed, endurance, agility, stamina and strength. As well as making the user nearly invulnerable. Why? Alright, it's not just because his name. The more athletic the user, the better utilized right? Murasakibara isn't great outside of basketball, so I wouldn't see him as the best for a miraculous so well-suited for combat. Which leaves only Kise and Aomine on Kagami's level. Kise can copy, but he would need to learn how to fight beforehand so I would rather give it to someone who doesn't need to rely on others in the way he'd do in the beginning of his superhero career. That would leave Kagami and Aomine, and I think with the way the superheroes have to bounce between buildings, Kagami's skill for jumping would be a better asset to the skillset of the Tiger miraculous, compared to Aomine's agility which would only boost the Miraculous' already existing skillset. Costume? Red leather, dark red tiger stripes, which would fit Roarr's appearance perfectly. Kagami's probably the one who resembles his kwami the most with his costume. Includes a tail. He gains tiger eyes upon transformation.

Kuroko

Which Miraculous? Fox, which gives the user the power of illusion. Why? You're seriously going to question why the character who's best at magician tricks and is the king of sneak attacks would be getting illusion powers? Paired with his own invisibility, and his knowledge of his teammates he'd create very realistic illusions with no one catching a trace of the real Kuroko. After all, a common illusion tactic in battle is creating fake doubles. No one could do that better then the phantom 6th man. Costume? He'd go with an arctic fox theme, his suit being perfectly snow white with arctic blue undertones. I also see Kuroko having a tail and fox ears.

Koganei

Which Miraculous? Rooster, which gives you the ability to pick a superpower with its only limitation you cannot chose someone else's power. Why? The moment I thought of the rooster, I couldn't help but think of how Koganei is a jack of all trades. Something about that just makes me feel like he'll automatically adapt the quickest to whatever superpower he picks for the action. Costume? Koganei wouldn't want a cape or fake tail resembling wings and a chicken's behind. He's just going for a normal yellow costume, but with a hoodie that sports an orange comb like a rooster.

Momoi

Which Miraculous? Pig, which gives the user the ability to gift someone an image of their deepest desires in order to cheer them up. Why? Like with Kagami, I am not giving her this Miraculous because it fits her (due to both her and the Kwami being pink themed). We're talking about Momoi, who's storyline is literally about supporting her loved ones and trying to cheer them up. On top of that, the magical being that gives her power, the pig Kwami, has a huge fondness for cute things. He'd want Momoi as his user over the boys because of their lack of cute appeal anyways. Costume? Her pink hair would become two twintails that curl like a pig's tail and she'd wear a pink costume with her waist being white. Kind of like she wears a pink crop top with matching pants. She'll sport pig ears and a tail too.

Sakurai

Which Miraculous? Goat, which gives the user the ability to make any drawn object real. Why? Because Sakurai is the only one with some decent drawing skills. The world would be doomed if we'd have to depend on someone like Imayoshi's drawing skills. Costume? He'd go for an all black costume with white lining. I don't think he'd keep the goat tail, but he would have the black horns.

Mibuchi

Which Miraculous? Dog, which gives the user the ability to throw a magical ball at an object to transport it somewhere else (fetching an object). Why? We're talking about one of the best shooters in the series so his skills at throwing said magical ball would be superb, and I feel like he'd really get along with the dog kwami. Costume? I feel like he would go for a tail. He'll keep it at a simplistic yet elegant grey suit with white linings, no dog collar. I can see him sporting the dog ears though.

Aomine

Which Miraculous? Monkey, which gives the user the ability to summon an item. If thrown at the enemy, their special abilities will malfunction. Kind of a debuff effect. Why? For one, Aomine can throw something from any angle, which is in this case important. Secondly, something just feels right pairing him up with the monkey kwami. It would be a very interesting dynamic. Costume? I have a feeling, that because Japanese history is the only class that seems to interest him, that he might go for a superhero costume with a few Samurai outfit details, like an uwa-obi. I don't see Aomine being entirely against a fake tail instead of monkey ears.

Murasakibara

Which Miraculous? Ox, which leaves the user invulnerable to both physical and magical attacks. Why? The ox kwami favors those with great physical strength, and Murasakibara's strong imposing figure is pretty much the ideal. Costume? He will be wearing a normal black leather suit and will sport horns a few shades lighter then his hair color. No tail.

Kise

Which Miraculous? Horse, which gives the user the ability to telepeort to whatever they think of. Why? The moment I thought of it, the moment I realized the horse kwami and Kise are probably a match made in heaven. The horse kwami can definitely put Kise in his place if needed, but they're also a bit elititst and prefesr their users to be people of status. Kise as a basketball prodigy and model, is someone of status and I'm absolutely convinced Kise has dreams of travelling. Vacations together? Those two are gone before you know it. Costume? Whilst his bangs will remain, his hair will grow and he'll have them little pony braids in his luscious blonde mane. He will wear a slightly flashy but elegant dark brown superhero suit.

Kotaro

Which Miraculous? Dragon, which gives the user the power over lightning, water and wind. Why? Remember that Kotaro is known as The Lightning Beast. Also, Kotaro has a certain kind of adherence to ranks and formality which fits the dragon kwami's character. Costume? I think Kotaro will go for a very pale gold costume, that almost shines. As if a flash of light. He'll also have dragon horns.

Riko

Which Miraculous? Mouse, which gives the user the ability to multiply which can also use a second Miraculous per each clone. Why? Riko is pretty much the queen of mutli-tasking if you consider her workload. She can handle having multiple selves, if anything it would be beneficial to her. Costume? She'll go for a mousy brown costume, with a hood that has adorable big mouse ears as well as a tail.

Mayuzumi

Which Miraculous? Bee, which gives the power to paralyze the opponent. Why? With a power like this, the enemy will certainly try to avoid getting touched at all costs. So the user has to be a sneaky person. Mayuzumi is the next best thing to Kuroko at sneak attacks. Costume? Mayuzumi's hair will turn black upon transformation, and have black bee feelers sprouting out from his hair. He will wear a leather black costume, with his lower arms and legs sporting yellow-black stripes. Like a bee.

Hyuga

Which Miraculous? Peacock, which gives the user the ability to manifest their own emotions into an actual being, a Sentimonster. Why? This is a Miraculous that needs someone who's mature and using it with the right intentions. Sentimonsters can be actual living beings with emotions, making them recklessly is like birthing a lot of children irresponsibly but having the magical power to uncreate them. Hyuga is one of the few characters in the show that showcases they can be mature enough and can take care of things. Costume? Hyuga actually wears a surprisingly classy costume, as he goes for a tailcoat with the tail obviously being a peacock's feather tail with a suit in the same peacock blue colour underneath.

Kiyoshi

Which Miraculous? Turtle, which gives the user the ability to create a magical shield. Why? I don't need to remind everyone of the Kirisaki Daiichi match, right? It's obvious why. Costume? He'll go for a light greyish brown leather suit, think the colour of Galápagos tortoises. He'll wear a big, dark green shield on his back.

Imayoshi

Which Miraculous? Butterfly, which gives the user the ability to recruit ordinary humans as followers and give them super powers. Why? For one, Imayoshi is the only student we've ever seen involved with recruiting. Secondly, there's an telepathic connection between the user and the followers, and Imayoshi is known as practically a mindreader so I couldn't help it. Costume? He'll go for a silvery grey costume. Similar to Hyuga's, only in his case the tail coat resembles butterfly wings. He'll also have silvery grey butterfly feelers.

#knb #kuroko's basketball #kuroko no basket #shintaro midorima #midorima #akashi #akashi seijuro #kagami #kagami taiga #kuroko #kuroko tetsuya #koganei #shinji koganei #momoi #momoi satsuki #ryo sakurai #sakurai #reo mibuchi #mibuchi #aomine #aomine daiki #ryota kise #kise #murasakibara atsushi #murasakibara #kotaro hayama #kotaro #riko #riko aida #mayuzumi

[enchanted-lightning-aes]

Gain a Result

A/N: a tale of a fairy trying to improve on her powers. however, she has some things to work through.^^

Word Count: 731

TW: None

***

Clusters of sparkles illuminated within a tree, where a breeze ruffled some leaves. It's trunk contained a room of a small size. Books cluttered a wooden desk along with empty vials, scribbled notes, and flasks.

In the center, a fairy examined her surroundings. She paced across a carpet while bracing her shoulders. Like she might be getting ready for a challenge.

She rubbed her hands and inhaled.

Okay. This was it.

A chance to see what the true extent of her powers. She had been practicing and reciting spells that would be helpful for this process. Something that she hadn't done before. She had spent her days and nights, trying to improve them. She knew if she gathered further knowledge, she would be prepared.

Keeping her mind clear was essential. She didn't allow anything else to get involved in what she had to do.

For a spell of such importance, she needed to concentrate. She hadn't casted it before, however, she yearned to. Because she had seen how others did and went in awe of their skills. Of their capability for their abilities to grow.

The fairy lifted a hand and flicked two fingers at flowers resting on a pot. She recited a sequence of words, slowly enunciating them. Frail sparkles drifted towards it, casting a faint glow over them. Her breath hitched while she stepped back, fixing her eyes on it.

When she waited for further signs of progress, her heart fell. The flower's petals wilted into pieces, withering into bits. Scattering over the soil covering the bowl.

Flapping her wings, she crossed her arms. She plopped down onto her chair and glared at the results.

That wasn't supposed to be! The spell was supposed to turn those flowers into another material. Crystals. Actual crystals with shiny surfaces in the shape of a plant.

According to most sages, this particular trick would aid in a fairy's abilities. Take them to another level. For her, it had only shown her that she needed to work more instead.

With a huff, she pressed a palm over her forehead.

Why did she have to be filled with bravado? Fooling herself into believing it would turn out well?

A part of her had acknowledge it would have been difficult earlier. And she hadn't followed it's advice, choosing to go against it. She had been sure about it. Even if she had nature-based abilities than those with light or astronomy.

Shaking her head, she picked up a book. Flipping to a page, re-reading the words written over the scripture. She glanced at the pot, grimacing at the bits of that unfortunate flower. She set it down on a table.

The crystallization process had been well-known within her village. Those stories of fairies forming crystals out of regular objects inspired her to study it. She heard warnings of how it might not each could cast that spell naturally, especially for those that didn't have proper experience.

To put a spell into those flowers and turn them crystallized? It had proven to be a challenge on her part.

Her eyes landed on a window, where stars shimmered throughout the deep blue sky. With a soft intensity instead of severe.

She looked at a far-off distance, stretching her fingers.

Yet she didn't have any qualms to give up. She could still try and see if it would work. She should have a break and regain her energy, somehow. Not overwork to the brink of exhaustion. If she didn't, her magic wouldn't be helpful: only causing a dire situation for her. And she had learned enough to prevent them.

So, the fairy stood up and recited a spell, shrinking down to a smaller size. Her wings fluttered while she soared towards an entry of the tree trunk. She reached up to a branch and breathed in a fresh scent.

Between the spaces of some leaves, a shimmer of light fell. She followed it's trail and found the stars sparkling. Resembling some crystallized illustration without any magic guiding it.

Keeping her gaze on it, she sat down on a branch. Just basking in the beauty above.

Like those stars, maybe she could still sparkle bright in her own way. Her abilities might need more improvement before she would go further. However, she could be patient and appreciate on what she had.

A breeze swept by while the sky remained bright.

***

#writeblr #creative writing #flash fiction friday #fff181 #enchant: original works

[freedthedark]

@kurogane-redfox approached: "Freed, I've been wonderin' 'bout somethin' ya don't gotta answer if ya'd rather not, but... I heard that yer cookin' ain't as great as it used to be?"

He wasn't going to say who said it but that was mostly because he'd forgotten where he heard it from, though it was likely Bickslow was the culprit. The Dragon knew that Freed enjoyed cooking so perhaps the two could have a small bonding activity with the Dragon himself offering the other male some cooking lessons? Or even, just teaching him a few small recipes? "I know a few recipes that ya might like and I'm fairly sure Laxus will too. If ya want I can teach 'em to ya. We can even use my kitchen, produce, and pantry." He was surprisingly P A T I E N T with anyone he was teaching something. Which would be something Freed was already aware of due to the guitar lessons from the past. The Iron Dragon easily considered Freed one of his closest friends and he respected the rune wizard immensely. "Hell, if ya have some recipes yer wantin' to try I'm willin' to give ya any pointers if ya want 'em too." He wouldn't mind if a mess arose in his kitchen, the counters and floors were incredibly easy to clean. His home was fully stocked with fresh fruits, vegetables, and herbs he grew himself. There was also a lot of fresh fish, beef, chicken, and some pork cuts available too. Given the Dragon's ability with his magic it wouldn't come as a shock to anyone that he also sliced, chopped, and fileted his own meat.

     "And what is that supposed to mean?" His posture had been rather relaxed until Gajeel directed his statement disguised as question at him. Freed straightened himself though arms remained conjoined before his chest. His visible cerluean eye gained a spark of displeasure as he gazed directly at the other male, though tone remained calm with the slightest sharp edge to it. Of course; he'd perfected holding up a specific demeanor and playing around with different features of face and voice to have certain effects on whoever was facing him. The streak of irritation was by no means directed at the dragon slayer himself but rather at whoever had spewed such false allegation about his cooking skill.

     Not as great as it used to be? Oh of course he knew what that meant in a literal sense but he couldn't help but feel a touch of offence at the words. Was it the damned winged fish again? Nobody was perfect; his cooking skill was amazing. He had yet to figure out a well-working recept for this particular sort of fish, however. Whoever dared to say such thing about his cooking, which he knew was great and he wouldn't know why he should have been slacking (except for being absent for a very long time and not having much time for cooking, perchance), surely must have had a specific reason to do so. Or, it had been Bickslow for real.

     The Raijinshuu's captain found himself shifting, arms detangling as he rested one hand on the table-top and let fingers tap against the wooden surface. Thin brows were furrowed and he had no intention of interrupting the other; he was still caught on the fact that somebody would dare to try and insult his dishes but he had no problems keeping up with the words that were being spoken. So once Gajeel had finished his proposition, the rune magician leaned back in his chair again. Facial expression remained as it was, not even scrunching up his nose or anything of the like. Freed was well aware that his friend meant well; that didn't alter the fact that he felt as though he was being patronized at this very moment and was not at all fond of such way to interact with him.

     "First and foremost, you're very well aware that I welcome opportunities to polish my abilities and broaden my knowledge or, in this case, selection of recipes. I would also be interested in seeing your kitchen," he began to explain and give his agreement. He'd begun learning how to play the guitar; having general music knowledge and skills with the piano and violin helped immensely. On top of that, Gajeel really was a patient teacher. Freed appreciated any moment of bonding but there was something he certainly didn't appreciate. "Howsoever," and the slightest sharp edge to his deep voice made a return. "I would like to know which loose tongue dared to target my cooking ability in such a manner. I cannot say myself that I have noticed any decrease in quality."

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The Mandalorian Season 3: The Magician

After passing his trial as the Lover, now wielding the Darksaber, which holds the symbol of Mandalorian leadership and it is powered by a kyber crystal, Din Djarin must harness the Magician to his fullness.

The Book of Boba Fett has set up Din Djarin on a journey to become a positive Magician. He learns more about the Great Purge from the Armorer, and practices using the Darksaber with her. After being ousted by the Tribe, he is told by the Armorer to bathe in the Living Waters beneath the mines of Mandalore, which will be important in the Mandalorian Season 3. He then channels his emotional pain into working on the N-1 starfighter and he lets the droids help him (indicating that he’s letting go of his hatred of droids). Peli Motto plays the role of a guide for Din as she points out that he is always in a hurry and he should slow down. She also helps Din to let go of his desire for a Razor Crest and accepts the newer, better replacement.  

Before the premiere of the Mandalorian season 3, I have speculated that Din Djarin won’t become the Mand’alor by the end of the season. This is because the King archetype is the final form, and according to Robert Moore and Douglas Gillette, a good and generative King is also a good Warrior, a positive Magician, and a great Lover. Din has mastered the Warrior and the Lover archetypes, and now he must master the Magician archetype.

The season 3 promotional poster and logo depict Din and Grogu standing behind what seems to be a sunrise and under a sky full of stars. To know the movement of stars and the rising of the sun are specialities of the Magician. The Magician not just know how the physical world works, he also knows how the unseen world works and makes the connection between two worlds. The Magician also acts as a teacher and in this season, Din teaches Grogu how to become a Mandalorian since Grogu chooses to return to him.

Throughout season 3, Din Djarin takes on the role of the positive Magician. As a teacher, he teaches Grogu how to navigate the star system in the Mandalore sector and how to fire darts. In “Chapter 20: The Foundling”, it is revealed that Grogu is rescued by Kelleran Beq, who also takes on the role of the Magician as he is devoted to his students. The Magician is a charismatic talker, and Din takes on this aspect in “Chapter 21: The Pirate”, where he gives a speech that convinces the Mandalorian covert to help Greef Karga to get rid of the pirates on Nevarro. One aspect of the Magician is that he has the ability to deflect one’s arrogance, which is a skill taken up by an advisor to a king or a public official. Din has this skill and he helps Bo-Katan to let her ego down – opening her eyes to her own selfishness and learning to be humble. The Magician also has the ability to expand the mind of themselves and others. Din’s desire to uphold his beliefs helps Bo-Katan to appreciate the spiritual aspects of his belief. The enlightenment she experiences indirectly changes the Armorer, who eventually becomes more lenient towards the helmet rule. This is evident in the season 3 finale, where she does not tell Ragnar to swear to never remove his helmet.

The Magician can take on a bipolar Shadow: The Manipulator and the Denying "Innocent" One. Unlike the Magician who shares information to lift up others, the Manipulator withholds information for their selfish gains. The Manipulator is detached from human values and he uses his knowledge to control and belittle others, or to raise his status and wealth in the expense of others. Moff Gideon is the Manipulator as he exploits the Mandalorian beskar, the cloning technology and the Force to create the next generation of Dark Troopers. He tells Din Djarin to assume that he knows everything, but he withholds information. In true fashion of the Manipulator, Moff Gideon inflates his grandiosity by exploiting the resources to create an army of Force-sensitive clones of himself. This inflation of ego eventually damages himself and others – Moff Gideon engulfs in flames and his clones are destroyed in the end.

On the other hand, the Denying "Innocent" One is a person who wants power and status, but does not want to take on the responsibilities of a true Magician. They only want to learn enough to derail others who are making worthwhile efforts. Elia Kane is the Denying "Innocent" One as she learns the workings of the New Republic Amnesty Program not to help other former Imperial officers to rehabilitate, instead, she derails the efforts Dr. Pershing has done to rehabilitate himself and his cloning technology that can benefit the public. The Denying "Innocent" One also conceals truths to achieve or maintain their status, just like Elia Kane appeases Colonel Tuttle by agreeing his decision to not send help to Nevarro because the pirates that attack Nevarro are sent by Moff Gideon, whom Elia Kane is working under.

In the previous seasons, Din Djarin faces the bipolar shadow of an archetype and learns not to give in. In season 3, Din only faces Moff Gideon, the Manipulator. He does not know of Elia Kane, the Denying "Innocent" One. I find this change of story structure to be quite strange, but I am alright with it. However, I do admit that season 3 is underwhelming. It definitely does not have the same emotional impact as the previous seasons and I am not invested in watching it again. The idea itself is good but the execution is poorly done. I think season 3 should have focused more on the Mandalorian culture and the retake of Mandalore, so that the season 3 finale would feel more emotionally impactful.

So, what is going to happen in season 4?

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             𝐖𝐄'𝐑𝐄 𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐀𝐌𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 … 𝐒𝐎 𝐌𝐀𝐘𝐁𝐄 𝐈'𝐌 𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔.

GENERAL

full name:  mamoru chiba ( 地場衛 , chiba mamoru ) .

nicknames:  mamo .

age: twenty - nine .

gender:  cis  male .

species:  human ( reincarnation )

orientation:  bisexual , biromantic .

date of birth:  august 3rd , 1993 .

place of birth:  evermore .

residence:  evermore .

occupation:  anthropology professor .

RELATIONSHIPS

parents:  daichi chiba  ( father ,  deceased ) ,  kumiko chiba  ( mother ,  deceased ) .

sibilings:  none .

significant other(s):  n/a currently / rei hino ( ex ).

PHYSICAL

faceclaim:  y.amazaki k.ento .

eye color: deep ocean blue ( according to usagi :`) ) .

hair color:  black .

height: 6′2″

ABILITIES

psychometry : ' the user of psychometry obtains historical memories or sensations concerning beings and objects they observe. with objects, they gain knowledge including the makers, users, and even those who have on passing used the object, and what has been done with it. with living beings or parts of the body, the user learns their general life-history but doesn't gain anything of what they were thinking or feeling.'

ecological empathy : ' the user can sense the overall well-being and conditions of their immediate environment and natural setting stemming from a psychic sensitivity to nature, including all biomes (forests, deserts, tundras, wetlands, mountains, etc.). they are physically, emotionally, and/or mentally in sync with environment, which allows them to perceive and understand not only what happens in nature but if it is in harmony with natural order. a tree naturally falling or predator catching their prey in a nearby forest would be felt by the user, leaving them feeling calmly relieved. unnaturally, would leave the user sickened. '

character inspo:  mamoru chiba / tuxedo mask / prince endymion ( sailor moon ) ,  the emperor ( tarot ) , arsène lupin ( literature ) , endymion ( greek myths ) , smooth operator by sade

                              𝐒𝐀𝐈𝐋𝐎𝐑 𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍, 𝐄𝐇? 𝐈'𝐋𝐋 𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓.

HEADCANONS

literally has the worst fashion sense known to men. mamoru can often be spotted in blazers, turtlenecks, sometimes both on workdays. on the occasion of a bright summer day or if he's just hanging out with a friend, you'll probably see him in a short - sleeved button up, maybe even jeans! this man may wear a muscle tee every once in a while, but you'll never catch him in shorts. he's always dressed a little 'old' for his age, which has to do with my next headcanon.

because mamoru lost his parents at such a young age, he never really had much of an adult figure that filled in where his family should be. he did rely on the kindness of the adults of evermore, who were always happy to take care of the young boy, but he didn't have a family. this led to him having to grow up way before he should have and he eventually came to the conclusion that if he wanted to be treated as an adult, he'd have to portray himself as one. that included dressing the part, developing a taste for complicated and boring thing, so on.

one thing he always found enjoyment in was learning about people, which is why he chose anthropology as a major and career. his grades were always great, as focusing on his education helped keep his mind away from the strange dreams he had. it was a distraction, but also a purpose. he assumed it was what his parents would've wanted for him. i believe that there's also a part of him that hopes to find the answers he's looking for through research and everything's he's learned so far.

mamoru is absurdly connected to nature, it greatly affects his mood. he enjoys being in the outdoors, especially surrounded by trees, plants, etc. while he doesn't talk about it much, he's a bit of a flower enthusiast; red roses are his favorites. he finds that his mood usually stagnates during the winter, and he always feels a boost of energy and confidence in spring and summer.

mamo has been around the block, if you know what i mean. while he doesn't date indiscriminately and is definitely not a fuckboy, he has been in a few relationships, forever trying to find the girl (princess? he's not sure) plaguing his dreams. it's incredibly frustrating, as he feels he can never completely fall in love with someone until he finds her, despite genuinely caring about his exes.

he can be so snarky, genuinely has a good time making fun of the people he cares about and teasing them. it's part of his love language. he's also a very reliable friend despite what one might think. if mamoru believes in you, then he *really* believes in you and will fight by your side until the end of time.

people closer to him will know that he really likes video games, but he can be very picky about those. big fan of stuff like dark souls, likes to brag about beating it. honestly he has such a huge inner child that comes out from time to time when he's around the people he cares about and i just think that's so. special.

has a very complex love-hate relationship with the moon. he always sleeps facing his window, facing *her*, but its something he does without even thinking. sometimes he finds himself just gazing at the moon while deep in thought about something that's been bothering his mind or even if he's at peace, relaxing after a long day, his eyes will drift to the moon. sometimes he feels as though she's watching him, which can get a little frustrating but all in all, he has a relationship of sorts with the moon.

has a star-shaped pocket watch that he's carried in his pocket ever since he was a kid. sometimes he thinks the mysterious lady from his dreams is the one who gave it to him, but that's just not possible.

about tuxedo mask ! i'm not gonna write any major headcanons about him just yet bc i'd rather discuss stuff with our sailor senshi first because tuxedo mask is v connected to them, especially usagi / sailor moon. but he's here and he's alive and he's definitely a thing. you might spot him standing atop a building at night. mamo's vigilante arc !

#p.

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The Indian Education System and Vocational Training NGOs in Delhi

The Indian education system, with its rich heritage and diverse structure, has long been a subject of discussion and reform. While it has produced brilliant minds that have excelled globally, there are persistent debates about its effectiveness in preparing students for the evolving demands of the modern world. Against this backdrop, the emergence of Vocational Training NGOs in Delhi, especially those recognized as top NGOs in North and South Delhi, signifies a transformative shift in bridging the gaps within the education system.

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Real education is not merely the accumulation of facts but an immersive journey that nurtures critical thinking, creativity, and the application of knowledge. As India strives to position itself as a global knowledge hub, there is an increasing realization that the traditional focus on examinations needs to be complemented with a more dynamic and skill-oriented approach. The call for reform echoes through discussions on adapting curricula, fostering innovation, and promoting practical, experiential learning.

Vocational Training NGOs in Delhi: Catalysts for Change

In this evolving educational landscape, Vocational Training NGOs in Delhi emerge as catalysts for change. These organizations, particularly those identified as top NGOs in North and South Delhi, play a crucial role in addressing the gaps within the education system. Their focus on vocational training aligns with the changing dynamics of the workforce, emphasizing the importance of equipping individuals with practical skills that enhance employability.

The Importance of Vocational Training NGOs

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Inclusivity and Accessibility: Vocational Training NGOs are instrumental in providing education and skill development opportunities to a diverse demographic. By focusing on inclusivity and accessibility, especially in areas like North and South Delhi, these organizations ensure that individuals from varied backgrounds have equal access to quality vocational training, contributing to a more equitable society.

The Transformative Impact in Delhi

Delhi, as a vibrant hub of opportunities and aspirations, stands to gain significantly from the transformative impact of Vocational Training NGOs. These organizations are strategically positioned to address the diverse needs of the population, from urban centers to marginalized communities. In the bustling urban landscapes of North and South Delhi, where aspirations run high, the role of these NGOs becomes even more pronounced in shaping the future workforce.

Challenges and Opportunities: A Balanced Approach

While recognizing the transformative potential of vocational training, it's essential to acknowledge the challenges that persist. The integration of these programs into the mainstream education system, overcoming societal biases against vocational education, and ensuring the scalability and sustainability of initiatives are areas that require concerted efforts.

However, the opportunities presented by vocational training NGOs in Delhi far outweigh the challenges. The adaptability of these organizations, coupled with a commitment to innovation, positions them as key players in shaping the future of education in the region. As the narrative around education shifts from academic excellence to practical skills and holistic development, the role of vocational training NGOs becomes increasingly pivotal.

Conclusion: Paving the Way for a Holistic Educational Landscape

In the ever-evolving narrative of the Indian education system, the emergence of Vocational Training NGOs in Delhi signifies a paradigm shift towards a more holistic and inclusive approach. These organizations, recognized as top NGOs in North and South Delhi, play a pivotal role in preparing individuals not just for exams but for life beyond the classroom.

As Delhi continues to be a melting pot of ambitions and opportunities, the importance of vocational training cannot be overstated. It is not merely a supplementary aspect but a transformative force that has the potential to reshape the educational landscape, foster a skilled workforce, and contribute to the overall development of individuals and communities. In the synergy between traditional education and vocational training lies the blueprint for a more dynamic, relevant, and inclusive educational system in the heart of India.

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[ad_1] Maximizing Professional Development Workshops for Skill Enhancement: Development Strategies Introduction In today's fast-paced and ever-evolving professional landscape, it is essential for individuals to continuously enhance their skills to stay relevant and competitive. Professional development workshops offer a valuable opportunity to acquire new knowledge, refine existing skills, and broaden one's horizons. This article explores effective strategies for maximizing the benefits of professional development workshops and emphasizes the importance of skill enhancement in professional growth. Understanding the Importance of Professional Development Workshops 1. What are professional development workshops? Professional development workshops are organized events that aim to enhance the knowledge, skills, and abilities of individuals within a particular field or industry. These workshops provide a platform for individuals to engage in interactive learning experiences, gain insights from experts, and collaborate with like-minded professionals. 2. Why are professional development workshops crucial for skill enhancement? Professional development workshops play a pivotal role in fostering skill enhancement. They offer a structured environment where individuals can immerse themselves in targeted learning activities, focusing on specific skills or areas of expertise. These workshops expose participants to the latest industry trends, best practices, and innovative ideas, empowering them to adapt, evolve, and excel in their professional journeys. Maximizing the Benefits of Professional Development Workshops 1. Preparing for the workshop Before attending a professional development workshop, it is important to do some groundwork to ensure fruitful learning outcomes. Here are some strategies to consider: - Research: Familiarize yourself with the workshop's agenda, key speakers, and topics to be covered. This will help you set realistic expectations and identify areas of personal interest. - Goal Setting: Define your professional goals and align them with the workshop's objectives. This will give you a clear direction and enable you to focus on acquiring skills that will have a direct impact on your career progression. - Networking: Reach out to fellow participants and speakers through online platforms or discussion forums. Establishing connections in advance can enhance your learning experience and provide opportunities for collaboration in the future. 2. Active participation during the workshop During the workshop itself, active participation is key to maximizing the benefits. Here are some strategies: - Engage in discussions: Don't hesitate to ask questions, share insights, and participate in group activities. Active engagement promotes deeper understanding and allows you to learn from the diverse perspectives of fellow participants. - Take notes: Jot down key takeaways, important concepts, and relevant examples. This will help you retain information and serve as a valuable reference for future use. - Seek feedback: If there are opportunities for individual or group feedback sessions, avail of them. Constructive feedback from experts or industry professionals can provide valuable insights for skill improvement. 3. Post-workshop implementation and reflection To ensure long-term skill enhancement, it is crucial to apply what you have learned and reflect on your experiences. Here are some strategies to consider: - Action planning: Develop a concrete action plan for implementing the newly acquired skills or knowledge in your professional endeavors. Set specific goals and establish timelines to measure progress. - Peer collaboration: Engage with fellow participants or industry peers to collaborate on projects, share resources, or seek support. Collaborative learning can accelerate skill enhancement and offer unique perspectives. - Continuous reflection: Regularly reflect on your professional development journey. Evaluate

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