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seeingivy · 8 months

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Omg can u do a one shot where reader goes to the eras tour with Gojo??

miss americana and the heartbreak prince

satoru gojo x f!reader

an: this didn't mesh well as a one shot when I wrote it, so i hope this mix of blurbs and headcanons is ok <3 also, this is for a very specific audience, feel free to ignore on your dash!!!

satoru gojo, in his infinite knowledge and wisdom, is first exposed to the eras tour when you ask him to sign up for a presale code

“wait, so. you just want me to sign up for all the dates?” satoru asks, voice echoing through your phone speaker. “yes, make sure that you verify your ticketmaster account and everything now. and then when you do that, send me a picture so i can make sure you did it right.” you respond. “it’s not rocket science, babe. i’m sure i can figure out how to do it.” satoru grumbles, as you hear typing on the other end of the line. “just take the picture when you’re done.” “was this that important that you had to call me while I was at work?” “babe. this is taylor swift. of course it was.” “right.”

the fated day of buying tickets come and you and satoru are literally hiding from your bosses in the corner of your office - laptops pulled up and anxiously watching the queue

you're both nervously watching the numbers get smaller and smaller, nervous hands open on a twitter tab that's talking about people getting kicked out of the line, locked out, or being told that the tickets are already all gone

but by the grace of god, satoru's laptop goes through first and he manages to bag the two of you floor tickets and you're in

you climb into bed, pushing the hair off of satoru’s head to give him a kiss on the forehead, before you tuck yourself into the sheets and nestle into his arms. “sweetheart.” “hm?” “can i ask you a question? you don’t have to say yes.” he asks, voice all uncharacteristically shy. you prop yourself up on his bare chest, trying to discern the look on his face in the dark, as you nod. “can i go to the concert with you?” and when you see the little frowny face he has on, you can’t help but laugh at the entire ordeal, at the satoru gojo begging you to take him to a taylor swift concert. and when you start laughing, he starts grumbling, turning his surely pink face away from you. “shut up.” “oh my god, toru. you’re so cute, you know that?” “i’m glad my misery is adorable to you.” “I’d love if you would come to the concert with me. on one condition.” “what’s that?” “you have to learn all the lore and listen to the songs before we go. i’m not about to be that girl standing next to the guy who doesn’t know the surprise songs on the floor.” “okay. what’s a surprise song?” you press your fingers against his lips and place a kiss on his cheek. “all in good time.”

you make a game plan for satoru, color coded and planned out, for him to learn everything you want him to know

you break it down for him era by era, asking him to first listen to the album and send you his reviews - and then explaining important key details that he would need to know

and it evolves so fast, because he gets more and more excited as he goes on, texting you his thoughts at work

he just needs a reason to not do work, but he gets REALLY REALLY INTO IT

satoru: YOU’RE GAY. you: no? i don’t think so satoru: i’m singing picture to burn babe, be quiet satoru: if the way i loved you is country music, slap a flannel and a cowboy hat on me because i am FLOORED. ABSOLUTE BANGER. you: PLEASE ARE YOU LISTENING AT WORK??? satoru: mind your own business. satoru: also, who is mr. perfectly fine about? you: joe jonas. satoru: she dated joe jonas? you: no satoru, she dated barack obama. yes, she dated joe jonas. satoru: well now i hate him. he’s so rude. satoru: THIS IS ME SWALLOWING MY PRIDE STANDING IN FRONT OF YOU SAYING IM SORRY FOR THATTTT NIGHT you: last night when you ate my leftovers? satoru: that wasn’t me you: sure. satoru: is dear john about john mayer? you: yes. we don’t like him. satoru: fuck yeah we don’t. SHINING LIKE FIREWORKS OVER YOUR SAD EMPTY TOWN??? JOHN, JOHN WHEN I CATCH YOU satoru: babe if you ever break up with me ill go sleep on the highway you: ok?? I wasn’t planning on it satoru: do not EVER give me a reason to relate to last kiss i will actually do something dangerous you: why did shoko just send me a picture of you with your head down on your desk at work? satoru: babe please don’t talk to me rn. i just listened to all too well and i am inconsolable. you: wait till you watch the short film. satoru: PLEASE I CAN’T HANDLE THIS. JAKE GYLLENHAL ALEX THE LION FROM MADAGASCAR WHEN I GET YOU. you: ok satoru. pipe down. satoru: ARE WE OUT OF THE WOODS YET ARE WE OUT OF THE WOODS YET ARE WE OUT OF THE WOODS YET you: i feel like im creating a monster. satoru: I WANT YOU FOR WORSE OR FOR BETTER BROKE YOUR HEART ILL PUT IT BACK TOGETHER satoru: just finished reputation. many thoughts you: oh??? satoru: one. can we get frisky to dress? two. I am buying you a necklace with my initial on it. three. king of my heart is my favorite song so far. four. CAN WE GET FRISKY TO DRESS. five. kanye west, when I get you. you: satoru. you are at work. please focus. satoru: i know that’s a yes. satoru: just listened to lover. I am inconsolable and i love this white woman. DAYLIGHT??? THAT’S SO ME AND YOU. LOVER??? THAT’S SO ME AND YOU. PAPER RINGS??? ME AND YOU. you: do not take paper rings as an excuse to not buy me a real ring. I am expecting a nice six pronged gold band circular cut diamond. satoru: also can we get frisky to false god. you: satoru gojo. satoru: babe. urgent. 911. you: what. satoru: am i augustine or am i betty?? you: you’re inez. nosy gossiping ass bitch. satoru: EXCUSE ME. also invisible string is so us. joe alwyn, YOU WILL ALWAYS BE FAMOUS. you: well. satoru: is she ok. like seriously, is taylor ok??? if she has happily been in a relationship for six years why did she write tolerate it? doesn’t she know my mental health is fragile? you: why tf are YOU crying about tolerate it? we’ve been in a stable relationship for four years satoru: i was imaging you being mean to me. it really hurt my feelings you: ok. satoru: long story short, the masterpiece that you are. JOE AND TAYLOR YOU WILL ALWAYS BE FAMOUS. satoru: what is their name combined you: toe. satoru: ok… satoru: MEET ME AT MIDNIGHT you: oh god. you’re at the end. let’s hear it. satoru: one. can we get frisky to maroon? two. you’re on your own kid changed my life. three. sweet nothing is us. four. can we get frisky to maroon. five. john mayer i will KILL YOU. six. also is like scooter braun a crack head or something like what is vigilante shit even about satoru: babe. satoru: no. satoru: YOU’RE LOSING ME???? JOE???? JOE ALWYN MY BROTHER JOE ALWYN???? NO. you: yes. satoru: Y/N. HE WON’T MARRY HER?????? IM GOING TO KILL HIM. THE GUY WHO LOVER IS ABOUT??? WHO MASTERMIND SWEET NOTHING INVISIBLE STRING IS ABOUT??? satoru: do not talk to me. I hate you. you: WHAT DID I DO

satoru gets more and more excited about the entire thing as it goes on, telling YOU that you need to start planning outfits and making bracelets like you weren't the one who got him into this

satoru cannot make friendship bracelets. but he likes watching you make them and asking you all the little things you like about the music

“ok. what do i make the next one?” “hm. did you do style yet?” “no.” you start collecting all the beads as satoru props his phone up against the table, to the live stream of the concert. every night, the two of you watch the surprise songs together and make a note of which ones you lose from your drafted list of picks - a mix of yours and satoru’s favorite songs that aren’t on the setlist. “open.” satoru holds the spoon of noodles right over your lips as you focus on finishing the bracelet, his eyes focused on the live stream. “satoru.” “hm?” “can i ask a weird question?” “sure.” “you seem like you’re like really into this. like actually.” “well, i am. this is serious - i cannot lose clean for a second time or i will break something.” “not that. I just mean, the entire thing. like the songs and the music and all that. you…are really into it.” “well, why wouldn’t i be? it’s something you like. and it clearly means a lot to you, so it does to me too.” you can feel your cheeks burning at how blunt he is about the entire thing, like it’s something so obvious, like him putting in all this effort to like something you do is a given. you lean forward and press a kiss to his cheek, which he smiles at before focusing back on the live stream. “BABE. NO.” “OH MY GOD." “ITS CLEAN.” “TORU HOW DID WE LOSE A SONG TWICE.”

satoru decides that the two of you are going to go as miss americana and the heartbreak prince - and watches you meticulously collect fabrics and threads to make the pink dress you had in mind

you made it a point to also sew on the little broken heart for satoru's light pink shirt and white slacks that he was going to wear to the concert and buy the two of you matching gold crowns to wear together

“something is missing from my outfit, y/n.” you frown, looking over at him as he fixes the little gold crown you got him on his white hair. “what are you talking about? you look fine.” satoru digs through your makeup box, rummaging around till he pulls out a tube of your red lipstick. “you want to wear it, toru?” “what? no. you put it on and then plant a bunch of kisses on my cheeks. so it leaves a mark.” “oh?” “IT’LL LOOK BETTER THAT WAY. I SAW SOMEONE ON TIK TOK DO IT.” you roll your eyes as you lean forward in the mirror, blotting the buttery product on your lips and ignoring the devilish smile that satoru’s giving you in the mirror. and then you turn around and cup his face in your hands, making it a point to pepper long kisses on his cheeks and the side of his neck, making sure the full mark of your lips is left on his skin. and when you’re done, he turns in the mirror and gives you a satisfied smile. “perfect.” “you’re so lame, satoru. if you wanted me to kiss you, you should have just asked.” “can i have a kiss?” “no.” he leans forward and wraps his arms around your waist, it being his turn to smother you in kisses, eliciting a laugh from you when his breath tickles your neck. “shut up.”

type of mf to take BILLIONS OF PICTURES of you outside the concert and even more with you, until you both get ones you like

also, totally wears a stack of friendship bracelets that you made together, but only trades with other boyfriends and dads in solidarity

man stands for the entire concert with you, except during the man. because he knows his place.

you start SOBBING during lover and he's there just smiling at how SILLY you are and wiping your little tears away. you both sway to the song together and scream the bridge together.

he takes a picture of you doing the fearless heart with taylor in the back. bc duh.

speaking of, this dude is NOT recording taylor AT ALL he is recording you and taking pictures of you and it's literally the most wholesome thing ever

like you're just so excited and jumpy that he thinks its cute and he wants to document it

but then he's so inconsolable during tis the damn season and tolerate it that he's SCREAMING THE LYRICS with the passion of ten suns (he is an evermore stan, fight with the wall)

takes a video of you singing during enchanted (which he later makes his lockscreen)

fighting for his life during all too well. like everyone else.

your surprise songs are dear john and daylight - which you're both screaming together on the floor.

satoru is giving YOU the side eye when you scream DATE ME TAYLOR during vigilante shit chair moment.

mister man is blushing when you point at him when taylor sings karma is my boyfriend

carries you out of the concert bc he knows your feet are killing you.

and feeds you after. bc duh. post concert munchies at a fast food drive thru.

an, again: tee hee this was so silly but so fun to think about. and for a very niche audience AHAHHAHA. also it feels weird to use my taglist when this is for a VERY specific audience so I will ignore.

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vodika-vibes · 7 months

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Little Red

Summary: You're a detective for Mandalore Police, and your Chief decides to assign you the case file for the long-lost son of Jango Fett, Hound.

Pairing: Devil!Hound x Detective!Reader

Word Count: 5769

Warnings: None

A/N: When I say "Devil" I'm talking about the Pathfinder/DND version of Devil. Not the Christian Version. Also, someday I'll be able to write a story without Lore but it's not today.

Tagging: @the-bad-batch-baroness who suggested Hound and Grizzer

Divider by saradika

You jump when a file is dropped heavily on your desk, sending pages from all of your other active investigations fluttering to the floor. You scramble to gather and sort the fallen pages, and then glare up at your boss.

“Was that necessary?” You ask.

“Sorry, Little Red.” He jokes, and you roll your eyes at the childish nickname. When you came for your initial interview you had been wearing a red winter jacket and a matching winter hat, and the nickname stuck. “I have a case for you,” He says with a blinding grin.

“You mean on top of the five other cases I’m actively investigating?” You ask dryly, as you sort the files back into their proper places.

“Yeah, but this-” He taps the thick file with one finger, “This is a rite of passage, Little Red. It’s been sitting on my desk for years, and I want you to take a crack at it.”

You quirk a single brow and tilt your head to read the name on the file, and then your other eyebrow shoots up to join the first, “The missing person file on Hound Fett?” You ask.

“Aye.” Your boss drops into the worn seat next to your desk, an amused smile crossing his face as you pick up the file and start flipping through the pages, “Bare bones, Little Red. Before you were born, Hound Fett was kidnapped. For whatever reason, the kidnappers ignored all of his brothers and took him from the middle of the room.”

“Weird,” You reply as you turn your attention away from the file, “Does it have something to do with why King Jango has 2 million identical sons?”

Your boss points at you, “We don’t talk about that, Little Red. Ever.”

You roll your eyes, “Then maybe we should be asking questions about it.”

“No. I did the initial investigation, and that,” He says with a pointed look, “Has nothing to do with anything.”

You huff out a breath, “Alright, alright.” You go back to flipping through the file, “I mean, this looks pretty solid, boss. I can’t imagine I’ll find something that you all missed. Especially as it’s been almost 25 years since Hound vanished.”

“I want you to take a look at it anyway, Little Red.” He leans back and the chair creaks ominously, “You’re smart, much smarter than I am, and you see connections that others might not. Look at it with fresh eyes and see if you can turn up anything new.”

“And the other cases?” You ask.

“I’ll pass them on to some of the others, they won’t mind.” He stands and gathers the file case files off of your desk, “Go ahead and gather the evidence from the locker downstairs, and then you’re free to take off and work from this at home.”

You lean back in your uncomfortable chair, “You really want this to be the only thing I focus on?” You ask, surprised.

Your boss looks troubled, “Missing babies are a bad look, Little Red. I want…I need to know if I missed anything.”

You close the file sharply, and push your chair back, “Okay,” You say as you stand, “I’ll take care of it.” You’re rewarded for your words with a relieved smile.

You pull on your jacket and grab your purse, and you head to the stairs. The building you work in has four floors. The top two floors, the ones above ground, are where the detectives, like yourself, work. The bottom floors are where the labs and the evidence locker are located.

You wave your hand through a magical barrier, and then wait for the misty shroud to verify your identity, and then you continue down to the sublevels.

The person who watches the evidence locker is a homunculus, and if you’re being honest, you like him more than any of the other detectives that you work with.

“Good afternoon, detective.” He says in his eerily echoing voice, “How may I help you today?”

“Good afternoon, Hyde.” You greet politely, earning you a wide grin from Hyde, “I’ve just been assigned the Hound Case, how many boxes of evidence are there?”

Hyde’s expressive eyes fog over as magic slides over them, and you settle your hip against the counter, waiting. His eyes clear a moment later, “Just the one, detective. Will you be signing it out?”

“If I can, yes.” You reply, as you tap your file against your hand.

“May I see the case file, please?”

You slide the file across the counter, and place your hand on the hand sized obsidian slate next to it, and then you wait. There’s a golden glow, and a simple golden thread twines around your hand and connects you to the case file, and then a third string, from the case file, to a box that you can’t see in the back.

“And done,” Hyde says as the glow fades, “The case file and appropriate evidence are bound to you, detective. Shall I have the evidence sent to your desk?”

“Can you have it sent to my home, actually?” You ask as you pull your hand off of the obsidian plate.

Hyde’s eyes glow once more, and the case file vanishes off the counter, “It is done, detective. The evidence will remain in your custody for a time span of 2 weeks. After which it will be returned to the locker and you will have to sign it out again.”

“Alright, I understand. Thanks Hyde.”

“You are welcome, Detective. I wish you well in your investigation.”

You favor him with one more smile, and then your turn and leave the small room dedicated to Evidence storage. You only make it halfway up the stairs, heading towards the first floor so you can walk home, when you hear pounding steps behind you.

“D-Detective!” You stop on the landing and turn to stare at the older man who’s huffing and puffing his way up the steps, “Detective!” He finally reaches you and he hunches over, his hands on his knees as he gasps for breath, “I saw that you were assigned the Hound case,” He gasps out.

You raise a brow, “I wasn’t aware that that’s become common knowledge.”

“Oh, it hasn’t. I mean, not yet. But I pay attention to who checks out the evidence.”

You turn to face him fully, your arms folding across your chest, “Do you now?”

“Yes, I do. I-...” He blinks at you, “Oh, it’s not like that, Detective. I’ve been investigating the case in my off time, what little I have, and I just have some theories.”

“Theories you’ve kept to yourself?” You ask.

“Well, no. I’ve tried to share them with the other detectives who caught the Hound case, but none of them were willing to listen to me.” He pauses, “Please, Detective. I’ve been obsessing over this case for 25 years.”

“Okay, Doc. I’m all ears.”

He almost wilts in relief, “Perhaps we can go to the cafe? I’ve yet to eat lunch today.”

“Fine, but you’re paying.”

“Deal!”

Less than half an hour later, you’re comfortably sitting in a booth in a cafe, nursing a cup of caf, while the Doc slides sheets of paper across the table to you. “So, you might know that I was one of the investigators when Hound first went missing.”

“I did see your name in the file,” You agree with a nod, “Because of your magic, right?”

“Yes! Exactly so!” Doc wraps his hands around his tea, “I was young, and was still learning my trade, but even then I noticed something strange.” He flips through several photos, and then slides one across the table. “Here, what do you see?”

You take the picture and lift it to look at it properly, “It looks like a normal nursery.” You finally say, “I don’t see anything unusual, aside, maybe, from how clean it is.”

Doc grins and slides a different picture across to you, “Now what do you see?”

You pick up the second picture and compare it to the first, “They’re the same but��it looks like a burn? Next to the cradle. But the original picture it’s not…” You trail off, your gaze darting between the two pictures, “The carpet was changed between the two pictures.”

“Exactly! They’re nearly identical, but the difference is there.”

“How did you get these pictures?” You ask, “This one,” You held up the picture from the crime scene, “You obviously took, but the other one?”

“I have friends,” Doc explains away with a shrug, “But, Detective, I have a theory.” He leans in, “I think Hound went missing before he was reported. By at least a day.”

“And someone, whoever ran this facility, covered up his disappearance.” You finish slowly.

“Exactly.”

You’re quiet for a long time, and then you lean in, “Doc. I need to know how King Jango has so many kids.” You say, your voice quiet.

He hesitates, and then leans in as well, “It’s a bad story, Little Red.” He whispers.

“Tell me anyway.” It’s not a request.

“Okay.” Doc glances around, and then carefully sets up a ward designed to make your conversation hard to hear, “Okay, you remember what happened to King Jaster?”

“Of course. Betrayed by a friend and murdered by an enemy. They teach that in school.” You reply.

“Right. What they don’t teach is that the friend,” Doc makes a face at the word, “Kidnapped the then Prince Jango and sold him.”

“To who?”

“Kamino.”

You blink at him, Mandalore and Kamino have friendly relations, so far as you’re aware, “If the Kaminoans were holding King Jango as a slave, then why-?”

“The Kamino you know now is not the Kamino of 30 years ago.” Doc says quietly, “30 years ago, a scientist used King Jango as the template of a massive army. 4 years later, he started the mass production of the Clones, and was shut down by a joint operation between Mandalore and Kamino. A year after that, Hound went missing.”

“From Kamino.” You clarify.

“Yes. King Jango was in no position to raise a single child, let alone 2 million, so to keep Mandalore from wiping them from the map, they promised to raise the children until they were five years old.” Doc explains.

You lean back against the booth, your mind is racing. “So you think the Kaminoans are hiding something.”

“I think they were, but after Hound was reported missing, the entirety of Kamino was redone, and it’s not little more than a vassal of Mandalore.” Doc says with a sigh, “Unfortunately that’s a dead end.”

You frown, and look back at the picture with a burn mark, “Okay, so what can cause something like that?”

Doc frowns, “This is going to sound crazy.” He finally says.

“Just…lay it on me.” You sigh.

“I think Hound was kidnapped by a demon or a dragonkin of some kind.”

You blink at him, twice, “Okay. Okay. I don’t have enough evidence to support that one way or another.”

He frowns, “You don’t believe me.”

“I also don’t disbelieve you.” You counter, “Look, I need to go home, look at the evidence. Thank you for this, it’ll help.”

“If you need any help, Detective…”

“I know who to ask.” You finish your caf, and set some credits on the table, “Thank you, Doc.”

And then you leave. You walk the short distance back to your home, check the mail, and then step into your home and make sure the door is locked. And then you move into your back room.

Your back room is sparsely decorated. With several cork boards, a large solid table, and a cozy chair being the only furniture in the room. On the table is the case file and the evidence box.

You peel off your jacket and toss it on the couch, and then you start working.

***********

One day melts into two, which melts into three…and before you know it, it’s been over a week.

Your cork boards are full of notes and pictures, and the evidence is spread across the table neatly.

25 years worth of investigations is a lot, but you finally have a handle on it all.

The original investigation had been solid. Every I was dotted and every T was crossed. Aside from the burn that Doc added to the evidence, you didn’t see anything that you could learn from the original investigation.

That, you know, is where the other detectives slipped up. They assumed the Chief made a mistake in the original investigation, and focused their attention there.

Understandable, perhaps, but ultimately a waste of time.

No. While the original investigation is important, you’re much more focused on the tips gathered by the tip hotline.

Most of them are useless, and would have been useless even if they were investigated immediately. But there’s one tip that keeps drawing your attention.

25 years ago, just after Hound vanished, an old woman, a hedge wizard, had reported seeing a mysterious figure with a baby in the forest near her home. She even found a baby blanket later that night. But no one ever investigated her claim.

You pull the tip off of the cork board and you frown at it.

25 years is a long time, and according to the note the woman making the report had been in her 80s when she called in. She would be at least 105 years old now…the odds of her still being alive are slim.

But-

And that's the big thing, isn’t it? This is the only new lead in 25 years, you have an obligation to investigate this.

So you copy the tip into your notebook and slide it into your purse. And then you pull on your winter boots, and winter jacket. And the last thing you grab is your baton, just in case, and you leave your house.

You check the address one last time, and turn to start walking. It’ll take you over an hour to get there on foot, but carriages don’t run in the snow. You stop at the cafe down the street and order a caf to help keep you warm while you walk.

The things you do for your paycheck.

An hour and a half later you stop in front of the house listed on the tip. 25 years has not been kind to the home. The house, which had once been lovingly tended to, had fallen into disrepair. The roof has collapsed in some places, and the door is broken on the hinges.

Still, you’re already here…

You carefully walk up the half rotten steps, and rap your knuckles on the door frame, “Hello?” You call, “I’m with Mandalore Investigations, is there anyone living here?”

The only answer is the sound of the wind.

“If there is anyone living here, please say something. I’m coming in,” You take a step back and kick the door, causing it to finish falling to the ground. And then you light the small orb that acts as a lantern when an actual lantern is too unwieldy.

You step into the old house, carefully checking each step before you commit to it.

As you thought, the house is empty. Though it simply looks like the owner, likely the old woman from the tip line, ended up moving out and didn’t take any of her stuff with her.

Unfortunate, but not unexpected. You turn to leave the house before you end up getting hurt, when something catches your eye. There, sitting on what used to be a tea table, is a small blue blanket shrouded in magic.

The tip did mention that the old woman was a hedge wizard.

And even the least powerful of hedge wizards have the ability to create stasis fields. You inch over to the table and examine the table, rather than the blanket.

You realize that the table itself is covered in runes to keep the items on top of it in stasis. Clever. You lightly pluck the blanket off the table, and turn to leave the house before it collapses under you.

Once back outside, and a safe distance away from the house, you look at the blanket. It does look like a baby blanket, and it even looks like the blankets that King Jango’s children had been wrapped in when they were infants, but there’s no names, no identifying marks-

You sigh and slide the blanket into an evidence bag, and then stash both in your purse. All of that for, what, a blanket that may or may not belong to Hound? Maybe it really is too late…25 years is a long time.

You’re so lost in thought that you don’t realize what you’re hearing right away. You frown and turn towards the forest, and then you flash the smallest of smiles when you see a massiff playing in the snow.

He’s barking and runs right over to you, and you crouch, “Hey there little guy, what are you doing so far from civilization?” You ask as you hold your hand out for him to sniff, he lets out an enthusiastic noise and flops on his side, and then rolls onto his back, and you see a collar, “Let’s see…Grizzer. Where’s your master, hm?” You ask as you rub his belly.

Grizzer barks and scrambles back to his feet, and bounds back towards the forest, and then stops, looking back at you.

You stand and watch it for a moment, your eyebrows creeping up as the massiff runs between you and the forest a couple of times. “Alright, alright.” You sigh, as you step towards the forest, carefully following him through the trees.

He never gets far enough away that you can’t see him. And whenever you stop, he runs around you and encourages you to continue moving forward.

You walk for, well, you don’t know how long. Long enough that you had to pull out your little lantern to see where you’re going. Long enough for the sun to set.

And then Grizzer runs off, “Hey!” You make an offended noise, but slowly, carefully, follow his paw prints.

Eventually you hear a voice, low, male, and the sound of Grizzer barking. His master, you assume. You lift the light orb a little higher and continue walking. Noting, with some bemusement, that the paw prints you’ve been following had grown larger and larger.

And then you step into a well lit clearing. There’s Grizzer, standing nearly two feet taller than you, with three heads. You make a mental note that Grizzer is apparently a cerberus rather than a massiff, but since he hasn’t been hostile to you at all, you decide that it’s barely important.

There’s a house, a cabin really, sitting in the center of the clearing, with a flourishing garden full of fresh fruits and vegetables, in spite of the snow falling from the sky. You can only assume some sort of magic is keeping the plants alive.

And then the door to the cabin opens and a man steps out. He’s tall and broad, with curly hair that stops at his shoulders, and is pulled up in a half-ponytail.

You frown at him, mentally comparing him to a recent image of Prince Cody. The same nose, jaw, and cheek bones. Identical eye shape, and slope of the forehead. Same skin tone, same eye color. Your eyes narrow at him, his irises are gold, but they’re a burning gold, and he has two horns starting from his temple and laying back over his ears

“Hello,” He says, looking slightly bewildered, politely bewildered even, “I’ve never had a visitor before.”

You move closer to him, “Well, Grizzer was quite insistent.” You say lightly as you scan him with your eyes. He’s…taller than any of his brothers, save, maybe, Alpha-17. And as you get closer you notice delicate golden chains wrapped around his arms, neck, and vanishing under his clothes. Your best guess, they’re also wrapped around his legs. You also can’t help but notice that the skin under the chains is red and inflamed.

“I apologize for that,” His voice is surprisingly gentle for such a massive man, “Grizzer has a mind of his own, I fear.”

You tilt your head slightly, “It’s alright. Though I am rather far from home now.”

He frowns, “You’ll simply have to spend the night.” He decides, “It’s not safe to travel at night, especially when it’s so cold.” He pauses, and eyes you warily, “I’m sorry, you’ve been staring at me since I came outside. I know I don’t look exactly huma-”

“You’re Hound, aren’t you?” You interrupt.

He stops mid-sentence and his jaw drops, “How can you possibly know that?” He asks, “I mean, yes. That is my name, but how?”

You fold your arms, and introduce yourself, and then offer a small smile, “I work for Mandalore Investigations.” You say gently, “We’ve been looking for you for 25 years. We never stopped.”

He gapes at you, “I…you…you can’t be more than 22.”

“True, I only received the case file a week and a half ago. But every detective has been given the case file at least once, and some of them have taken it multiple times.” Your voice is very gentle, because he looks like he’s about to shatter.

“I thought…I was sure that no one was looking for me.” Hound says quietly, “I…uh…please, come inside.”

The cabin is cozy, and far too small. He’s essentially living in a studio, and you can’t help but wonder how long he’s been living alone. He pulls out a chair for you and you pull off your jacket and hat before you sit down, hanging both on the back of the chair.

“You’ve been alone for a while, haven’t you Hound?” You ask as he brings you a light dinner.

He sits across from you, “Yeah, it’s been years since I’ve had someone to talk to who isn’t Grizzer.” He motions to the massiff, who is back at the size of a normal dog and is rolling around on his bed.

“Can I ask…what happened? I mean…” You gesture to the horns, “How’d you end up like this?”

He reaches up and lightly touches one of his horns, and then his lips twitch into a wry smile, “Devils don’t like it when you outsmart them.” He says tiredly, “I was 15, and, well, things needed to change. And one thing led to another and the next thing I know I’m tricking a devil, and this is my punishment.”

“What did you get out of it?”

“My crops don’t die, regardless of the weather. And I always have enough to stay alive.” Hound explains. “But there’s also the punishment.” He taps one of the chains, “I’m quite literally chained to this clearing.”

“But why?”

“I don’t know. Maybe someone had plans for me, once, or maybe they just wanted a child. In either event, it doesn’t matter now.” Hound leans back in his seat, “but…you must think I’m a mannerless oaf.” He says as he gets to his feet, “You’re probably frozen solid. Here-” He moves around the room, and he presses an overly large shirt and a pair of sleep pants into your hands, “The shower is just through there, feel free to use whatever you need to-”

“Hound-”

“I’ll find the cot, and you can sleep on my bed,” He continues, as he gently, very gently, pushes you into the bathroom, and shuts the door behind you.

You sigh quietly, but decide to take him up on his offer. A warm shower does sound nice, after all.

You shower quickly, not wanting to use all of his hot water, and you feel so guilty using his body wash, and shampoo and conditioner (though you wonder if he sends Grizzer to the market to buy this stuff for him), and you stubbornly comb your hair with your fingers rather than use his hair brush after you pull on the shirt and sleep pants that he graciously offered you.

You open the bathroom door, and Hound smiles at you guiltily, “Um, so, my cot is ruined beyond repair, so I’ll just sleep on the floor-”

“Okay, stop.” He stops talking as soon as you interrupt him, a blush crossing his face, “I’m not going to make you sleep on the floor, don’t be ridiculous.”

“Well I can’t let you sleep on the floor! It’s not right.” He replies.

“Then we share.” You counter as you fold your arms over your chest.

“I…uh…” Hound’s face flames red, “...if that’s what you want?”

“...have you ever actually met a woman before, Hound?” You ask.

“Yes!” He says defensive, and then he anxiously rubs the back of his neck, “Just not one that looks like you.”

“Well. It’ll be fine. And in the morning, I’ll see if I can get those chains off, because I am not leaving you here.” You say stubbornly.

He stares at you like he’s never met someone like you before, which he probably hasn’t, and something soft crosses his face. “Alright. Um…you can sleep closest to the wall, please.”

You climb into the bed and slide so that you’re nearest the wall, and Hound, carefully, climbs into the bed with you. He’s warm, and even the chains are warm against your skin.

He carefully lays on his side, facing away from you and mumbles a good night. So you, in turn, turn away from him and say the same thing.

********

You wake up the next morning feeling very, very warm. Your eyes slowly flutter open and you glance down, and you very carefully stifle your amusement.

At some point during the night, Hound managed to shift so that his face is pressed against your neck, and his arms are wrapped securely around you and his legs are tangled with your own.

Of course, you managed to tangle your fingers in his hair, so you figure you can’t really say anything about it. You wonder if you should wake him up, because he’s going to be really embarrassed no matter what, but when he mumbles something in his sleep and nuzzles closer to you, you decide to keep your mouth shut.

You must have dozed off a little, because the next thing you remember is Hound carefully, very carefully pulling himself away from you. You squint at him, half asleep, and you notice his face is bright red.

“Sorry,” He whispers, “I didn’t mean to…uh…use you as a pillow.”

You yawn and sit up, “S’okay. You’re warm.” You rub the sleep out of your eyes, and then look up at him properly, “Did you sleep well at least?”

“...better than I have in years,” Hound admits with a shrug, his gaze flicks to your face, and then down your neck, and then he looks away quickly, “Um…so…when did you want to leave?”

“Mm. Later. I want to see these chains first.” You reply as you slide out of the bed.

“How many of the chains do you want to see, mesh’la?” Hound asks, the nickname falling from his lips absently, and quietly.

You raise a single brow, “All of them. Or, well, as many as you’re comfortable with.” You clarify.

“Right, right.” Hound hesitates and then peels his shirt off, and you frown when you see the chains crisscrossing painfully across his chest. And then he hesitates a moment longer, and then, with his face red, he strips off the rest of his clothing, leaving him naked in the middle of the room.

Tension ripples through his frame, “Alright, Hound. I’m not going to touch you unless I have to, alright?” Your face is a little red as well, he is very attractive after all.

You carefully trace the chains with your eyes, they cross his entire body, but…there, in the middle of his back, is one clasp. You hum thoughtfully, and walk over to your purse, removing a small device. It’s something you’ve used on investigations before, to determine if there’s any hostile magic that might harm you. You hold it over the clasp and it takes on a yellow hue.

“Okay. So there’s a clasp in the middle of your back,” You say to Hound, “It’s not hostile, but it’s not…not hostile either.”

“Wait, hold on. If there’s any chance that this might hurt you I don’t want you to touch it.” Hound spins so he’s facing you, “I can live with this, I’m not worth getting hurt over.”

You set the device back into your purse, and then step closer to him, “Hound.” Your voice is very gentle and you keep your gaze locked on his face, his hands twitch and then he settles them on your shoulders, a look of longing on his face. You very gently place your hands on his sides, and he trembles slightly.

He’s so touch starved that it breaks your heart.

“I think you’ve been trapped here long enough,” You whisper to him as you slowly slide your hands around his back and step closer to him, “don’t you?”

You can feel trembling under your light touches, and you’re not surprised when his hands move to your hips and he pulls you into a tight hug, burying his face in your hair.

You slide your hands up his back and find the clasp, and then, with deft fingers, you unfasten the chains. Your fingers burn, as though someone just shoved your hand into a fire, but slowly the chains melt away.

There’s the sound of metal falling to the ground, but you’re not paying any attention to the chains anymore. Instead you curl your arms tightly around Hound and you press your face against his collar, “There,” You whisper, “you’re free.”

He pulls away and stares at you, and then looks down at his body. Angry burns cover him where the chains once laid, but there’s not a speck of gold anywhere on his body.

“I…I can’t…” He trails off, at a loss for words, and then he looks at you, “Are you hurt?”

“Hm? Oh…” You offer him your hands, which are covered in angry looking blisters, “They’ll heal eventually.” You say lightly, “And it was worth it.”

Hound stares at your hands for almost a whole minute, and then he reaches out and lightly cups your face with his hands, and he stares at your face for a long moment. And then his lips are on yours, warm and soft, and yet somehow demanding.

And then he pulls away and lightly rests his forehead against yours, his gaze locked with yours, “That was…inappropriate, I suppose. I’m sorry.”

“I don’t mind.” You reply, your face red, “Uhm…you should get dressed, and so should I actually, and then we can leave.”

“Uh. Yeah. Right. Yes.” Hound replies, suddenly remembering that he’s totally naked and completely pressed against you, “Sorry, mesh’la! I…uh…” He hurriedly pulls his sleep clothes back on, looking very, very sheepish. “I’ll just…go shower.” And then he bolts to the shower, and you press a hand over your mouth to stifle your giggles.

*************

One week later, you’re standing next to Hound as some of his brothers, Stone, Thire, Thorn, and Prince Cody move a bedroom set into your guest room. Hound feels more comfortable living with you than he does living with any of his brothers, and you’re grateful for the company, honestly.

More importantly, Hound seems to be incapable of not touching you when you’re within arms length of him. Which works out well for both of you. He’s touch starved, and you are a physically affectionate person, works out best for the both of you.

You aren’t sure how you feel about the actual army of men visiting you at all hours of the day though. You side eye Prince Cody critically as he single handedly shoves a new mattress into Hound’s room. You’ll adjust, you suppose.

You might not adjust to the standing offer to have dinner with the King, though. That’ll take time to get used to. Turns out finding one of his long lost children earns you special privileges.

There’s a knock on your front door, and you hop off the couch (which has been moved into a better location because of Prince Fox and Prince Wolffe who visited yesterday-) and you open the door.

“Hey there, Little Red!” The Chief beams down at you like a favored uncle, “How’s the case going?”

“Oooh. Right. There’s been an update.” You reply.

“Oh? Do tell.”

You hold up a single finger and then turn and vanish into the house, and return a moment later tugging Hound by the wrist, “Chief meet Hound. Hound, this is the man who investigated your disappearance 25 years ago.”

The Chief’s jaw drops, “Holy-...you found him, Little Red?”

Hound glances at you, “Little Red?” He asks, with a slow grin crossing his lips.

“Please don’t.”

Hound’s grin grows, and he offers the chief his hand, “I’m Hound. Thanks for looking for me for so long.”

“You’re quite welcome, young man. I’m sorry it took us so long to find you.” The Chief replies, “I knew Little Red would find you though, she’s one of my best detectives.”

“She is pretty amazing,” Hound agrees.

“Did you want to come in chief?” You ask, “They’re getting Hound’s room set up now.”

“No, no. I have work to do. Oh, but Hyde is mad at you, Little Red. Apparently you left the case file in the evidence box, and now it’s stuck there until you go and claim it.”

“Oh. Shit.” You muttered, “That’s my bad.”

“Deal with it on Monday. I’m also giving you back the five open cases from two weeks ago. I don’t know why I employ those idiots.” The Chief sighs, and then he glances at Hound, “Do you want a job?”

“I…don’t know anything about police work?”

“There are classes.”

“Oh, well sure then, I guess.” Hound replies, bemused, “Hey vod’e, I have a job!” He calls into the house as he heads back to setting up his room.

The Chief lightly touches your shoulder, “A hell of a thing you did, kid. Good job.”

You grin and duck your head, “Thank you, sir.”

You shut the door as he turns away and your grin grows. You’re a damned good detective, and everyone you work with will know that soon enough. And now you actually have friends and a social life. Well, and Hound, who is so much more than just a friend. Things are definitely starting to look up.

#star wars #tcw #Star wars au #arf trooper hound x reader #hound x reader #x reader fanfiction #star wars fanfiction

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picckl · 5 months

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This isn't a question BUT I LOVE YOUR CHARACTER SAFFRON AND I WOULD LOVE TO HEAR MORE ABOUT HIm so if you have any fun stories or analytical ramblings to share I am all ears (if you want to of course) ALSO YOUR ART IS POG.

okay wait I just got a question what class is saffron?? I've seen like 4 listed (druid, feylock, bard, echo knight?) so is he just multiclassing to the nines or-??

also I JUST SAW THE FUNNY TREE GUY ON YOUR TWITTER THE ONE WITH THE FACE? AND I KNOW NOTHING ABOUT HIM (it?) BUT HES GREAT

(I don't quite understand how asks work I hope this sends correctly) (I happened to scroll your socials to admire Saffron today instead of Latin homework and this 'ask' is the result) (your art is very cool i need to say that again because it is and you should be proud)

OGHH THANK YOU SO MUCH!! Almost all of Saff’s lore can be found here,on his toyhouse! All his art is also under the #saffron tag

Currently in his more recent lore he’s been dealing with a lot of shit with his identity switch (discovering his real name which Titania took and snippets of his old pre-Fey memories), hes doing better (?) mentally but still. The boy is struggling.

He started as Feylock under Titania but then got a weird deal with a nothic which caused him to get touched by the unseelie, and multiclassed him into spore Druid. After recently severing his pact completely he’s rejected most magic and is currently echo knight fighter and lore bard- LOTS of classes he’s cycled thru!

THE WISE AND MYSTICAL TREEE!! That’s his tutor from the summer court!! He was accidentally planted in Phandalin in their mansion, and now gives off free unwanted advice to the rest of the party members. We all love him very much.

Also thank you so much for the kind words :’> so glad you like my boy!!

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I thought you could love me, accept me, even though I am different. But you have changed too. So here's to the new us.

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asmo-cosmetics · 9 months

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i didn’t mean to send that yet and i was trying to say that virgin levi is a big thing in the fandom but i can’t imagine it as a reality.

like you can’t tell me he doesn’t have sex with mammon when they’re both bored or angry, that the twins haven’t tag teamed him in their room while he was begging for them, that asmo hasn’t ridden him until he was near knocked out.

virgin levi doesn’t work for me bc the other members of the house of lamentation are right there

asks that were designed in a lab specifically for me. there are layers to this anon take my hand

in one master, none of the brothers are virgins, but in the nightbringer timeline, there's an argument to be made that they all are, because

all angels are virgins. this is a headcanon of mine and reasonable people can disagree but let me explain to you why it's so fun

SHAME. GUILT. it's canon that angels in the om! universe can be tempted by and even driven to disobedience and sin. they are naturally pious, not naturally pure – but they seem to believe they're supposed to be naturally pure, e.g. asmo asking mc if they thought the brothers were supposed to be demons all along.

it's a whole cruel mess, basically. god is the main villain of the obey me universe and i'll die on that hill.

but the result is an entire race of beings that experience sexual maturity, but due to the way their society is structured, each individual believes it to be a unique experience happening to themself exclusively, and happening to them because they are morally weak.

they're not ignorant of the concept of sexuality, because they're the guardians of humans, and humans experience sexuality. but angels shouldn't. angels, as far as any angel knows, don't.

the purest/most naïve/most loyal angels (think raphael) might not even recognize it for what it is within themselves either out of denial. like. "my brothers and sisters are so beautiful and wonderful and have such stunning features and graceful bodies. i love them very much and i love serving our father together with them. i am having a completely pure and normal reaction to them interacting with me." etc.

THIS ALSO FITS WITH THE GAME LORE. THINK ABOUT IT. LILITH IS THE FIRST ANGEL THAT EVER HAD SEX, WHICH MEANT SHE HAD TO DIE, BECAUSE IF AN ANGEL AND A HUMAN WERE TO PROCREATE IT MIGHT RESULT IN A BEING THAT DISRUPTS THE POWER BALANCE BETWEEN THE THREE REALMS. OTHERWISE KNOWN AS GODDAMN MC. GOD KILLED HER AS AN EXAMPLE TO THE ANGELS NOT TO DIRECTLY INTERFERE WITH HUMANS BECAUSE HUMANS ARE HOW THEY KNOW ABOUT SEXUALITY AS A CONCEPT okay i'm done shouting but do you understand??

(thank you diavolo for saving our grandma. you also kind of fucked up the whole universe by doing that but it's okay i get it i'm down bad for lucifer too)

anyway back to the incest stuff

the brothers were not the type of angels mentioned above. like it's been noted in the game, they were never just siblings the way all angels are siblings. they were always close. always a family. so they all experienced the solipsistic torture of loving each other and wanting each other and being sure that these feelings exist in them because they are bad and dirty and wrong

and then they were demons, and they were... free

it would've taken them a while to deconstruct everything, though

in my head, the aftermath of the war is when they became super codependent trauma-bonded weirdos. satan too, though it takes him a little longer to admit it. they start needing a lot more physical touch with each other for reassurance (cries in all sleeping in one room is canon now) and are more affectionate than before with hugs/kisses, and then asmo's sin kicks in and, well, they feed beel. they let belphie sleep. they deal with satan's meltdowns, mammon's sticky fingers, lucifer's superiority complex. they help each other. that's what brothers do.

so there's my giant lore essay. now to what's actually in your ask

you are correct

and i don't get it either (i do get it it's because obey me fans are idiots who go "ewwww incest" despite all the canon incest)

but seriously i do get why the boys as virgins is fun and i guess i could see it in the context of the brothers all being super repressed and not wanting to admit their feelings for each other? but then again. asmo.

and i get the virgin levi thing because for one thing it's cute. and for another thing he canonically has a humiliation fetish

but like that still works with demoncest levi. in fact that works better with demoncest levi. he's never had sex with anyone except his brothers. that makes him even more of a creepy shut-in freak loser.

the other brothers (especially asmo and satan) would literally teach you how to degrade him best!! hello

it's so obvious to me like bye.

also all of your suggestions are so incredibly correct. levi begging for the twins' cocks in specific has... done something to me

i will raise you, however: them DPing him. i think he could take it. and it seems like something the twins would want to do.

as i've said before levi and mammon switch bc they're both subs but mammon is the only brother i think levi's a bossy bottom with. with lucifer and satan it's "please, sir" and with asmo it's "i need you, princess" and with beel and belphie it's "as rough as you want, you won't hurt me," but with mammon it's "i swear to our fucking father if you don't put your cock in me right now i'm gonna kill you" and "harder. now." and "jesus, belphie fucks me better in his sleep, if you're gonna be this lazy turn over so i can ride you"

while i do not personally subscribe to the levi has two cocks theory i do headcanon that he is like. incredibly hung.

levi asmo belphie biggest dicks in the family. no i do not take criticism

anyway asmo's a size queen and also loves throwing shade. perfect combo

but also levi feels safest telling asmo about kinks he saw in hentai wants to try out but is embarrassed of. the first time asmo choked him out it made him come so hard asmo made the executive decision to quietly inform everyone else, who all showered him in praise after they got the same results~

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Ooo for your forsaken exile au, do you have any interactions with Zavala and Wolf planned?? Does anyone ever find out that Wolf didn’t kill Sundance?

Do I Have Zavala And Wolf Interactions Planned? do I, the fool dying over him losing Hakim and canonically seeing Wolf in a similar light/being reminded of him through them, have interactions planned?

...Now, not over any one thing, yet.

There are interactions planned around the two of them (Caiatl and Zavala [still not too sure about one in particular, but it's supposed to be over the report from Arsenal Check], Crow and Zavala in Risen over the Hive Lightbearers [for different reasons than canon]) and there is one labeled "Empty Judgement" with the summary of "If everyone turns their backs on you, where else can you put the knife?" but I think that part was just placeholder. As of now, there are no planned Big Betrayals (outside of canon ones), so--

There's a point, post-unexile, where I want there to be an argument where Zavala accuses Wolf of surrendering all they loved, and believing them delusional. Details aren't too fleshed out yet, mostly because I need to develop prior lore more before I get there, but... feelings.

It is a big part of post-unexile interactions, though, that Zavala isn't the most friendly or okay with the situation. He's angry, he's tried, he's guilty - He doesn't know what to do with any of it, and he's being worn down by the weight of... everything, not just the prospect of having been wrong. Which, when you're in charge and have many people relying on you, the idea of having been wrong about something so important...

But, because of Zavala (and others') treatment, Wolf isn't exactly feeling welcome. Caiatl and Osiris for voices of reason with Crow for emotional support certainly makes things easier, but the City is far from being home to them.

For question 2: Quite a few people! But... mostly because they truly wanted to know, either because they wanted Wolf to be innocent or because something just seemed wrong. Crow and Saint are good examples of this.

Cayde woke up a week or two into Hunt (which, in TFE, starts around the time Wolf kills the first of Eramis' lieutenants), and, through the power of Denial (and a glimpse of Wolf wrestling with the Rifleman on his perch), refuses to believe Wolf was to blame - Just that they were moments too late.

Crow, via Traveler dreams (maybe. At the very least, dreams of his death) and being increasingly frustrated with everyone hiding things from him and always being so vague, becomes determined to find out what happened to his past life. There's a period of time after he pieces it together where he sees Wolf in a similar way that Canon Crow sees Uldren early on in Haunted (not the time period, just the attitude).

This phase lasts some time, up until Cayde wakes up and the two become close due to being kept at a distance by everyone else for varying reasons, and Cayde eventually relents and tells Crow what he remembers really happening.

Crow's anger at Wolf had already been accompanied by curiosity, and catching glimpses of them during Hunt puts him on edge and confuses him as to why, leading to the aforementioned conversation with Cayde.

i... did not mean to write an essay on you. I was about to go into Saint and Osiris. which, I guess would've fallen under your question? Osiris himself doesn't really have a specific "finding out" moment, and Saint really only finds out that Wolf was accused of killing Sundance. idk maybe thats just semantics-- Feel free to send another ask??

#didn't mean to write a whole essay on you. but nnnnnnnnnnnmmmmmn LORE. loreeeeeee #dear lore i have so much #that. was supposed to say 'dear LORD' but. yknow what its accurate #thank u for asking me about. future shorts. we'll see how many actually get written but its fun to think about...#destiny 2 #the forsaken exile #orb rambles

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auniverseforgotten · 10 days

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I have been summoned! For the characters/fandoms currently giving you brain worms (we all Know it's FGO, but feel free to improvise uwu): 7, 12, 13, 14, 18, 23~ owo

OH BOY HERE WE GO thanks for the ask uwu

I'm gonna put this under a read more right now because I know this'll be longer.

7. Is there a piece of clothing you think [character] is particularly fond of/that you imagine them wearing a lot or like to draw them in?

OMG you started on a nice one ty friend <3 as you well know I love coats,,,so much,,,fabric go swish. So one thing for me is Salieri wearing his first ascension coat even in second ascension BECAUSE HE SHOULD HAVE COAT. COAT GOOD. Also other people wearing each other's coats,,,Salieri wearing Mozart's, Mozart wearing Salieri's.

The avenger agenda trio of Jalter, Dantes, and Salieri all wearing each others. Everyone putting their coats on Lobo because he's the goodest boy.

BUT ALSO ever since I found out about hanakihan's ruler!Salieri oh my GOD I have been FERAL I mean LOOK AT HIM I want this actually in game IMMEDIATELY he looks AMAZING and I would kill for a gentle, beloved Ruler Salieri TwT

[This also continues outside of Fate, like with my favorite character ever Nick Valentine, forever thinking of him offering his coat to the Sole Survivor because he's such an old school gentleman.]

12. What's the funniest or craziest AU idea you've ever come up with?

OKAY since I already mentioned the teaching AU [which yes did start with one Mozart/Salieri fic], this time I'll talk about the Alter Ego Salieri AU!

So this is really self indulgent and proooobably not really lore compliant but this is fanfiction so it doesn't matter! :D So basically it starts with the end of lostbelt 1, with Mozart in Salieri's head As He Does, but when the lostbelt closes and everyone is unsummoned, he's really terrified Salieri won't be brought through so he just fuckin digs his teeth in and refuses to be evicted from Salieri's body.

Cut to Salieri being summoned in Chaldea and realizing something's Not Right and then realizing the Not Right is OOPS AMADEUS STAYED.

From there the reason why i love it so much is they are really tempered by their love for each other. The Man in Grey wasn't able to reestablish within Salieri's spirit origin, which should have rendered him nonexistant, but Mozart Knows him, knows him in life and in death, and so this Salieri is far closer to how he was in life. This is actually why I decided on an Alter Ego, since this Salieri is an aspect split from the Avenger recorded in the throne of heroes, and because he was held together by Mozart's desire to see his friend whole again. And on the flip side, after realizing Mozart has to live in his mind, now, Salieri actually gets therapy and starts taking care of himself so that Mozart can flourish too. Especially since he doesn't want any lingering selfhatred or hatred for Mozart left over from the Man in Grey to send Mozart spiraling.

It's ALSO really fun because this Salieri is really chill and kind, and so Chaldea's existing Mozart reaches out to him to rekindle their friendship [and possibly more] and the Mozart in Salieri's mind goes FERAL because um WHO??? THE FUCK ARE YOU???????? YEAH YOU'RE ME BUT GET YOUR OWN. So the first time Chaldea Mozart tries to probe about a relationship, the Mozart in Salieri's head is like "you know what the Man in Grey was right let's~ kill him~~ <3 and Salieri just waves it off and works on helping him work through it because no one else could be for him but his own, of course.

Also they're stupidly OP together because it's my AU and I say so <3 the NP is either ST or AOE, I haven't decided yet, but it's a chorus so divine it sounds like death as a mixture of both, and Mozart appears from Salieri's cloak for it <3 and in the NP animation Mozart has his mask from his final ascension but it's shot through with red, black, and gold, and overall his outfit palette is much darker because Salieri's coat.

First ascension is a lot like Salieri's canon second ascension, just with the coat from his first plus some more white accents. Second ascension the coat gets more detailed, more dashes of white and gold lace through his overall design, and he gains a fiery aura,,,ring,,,thing behind him, like the one Mozart has in his final ascension but with a little more flame, and he has Mozart's weird...angel things. And then final ascension Mozart actually manifests kinda like how Orochi does with Ryouma, hanging around and wrapped around Salieri's shoulders like the world's most annoying scarf. Salieri has a lot more white, gold, and some purple, whereas Mozart retains a lot of black and red in this ascension.

One more detail with them is Salieri changes his appearance in terms of like...energy and vitality as well, looking haunted and worn still in first ascension, healthier in the second, and then fully revitalized in the third. Mozart, as a counterpoint, retains an air of frailty around him in their third ascension, not to imply that Salieri is stealing his lifeforce but to show that the Russian lostbelt took its toll and some scars, some trauma you never fully heal from. Salieri worries over him ENDLESSLY, can often be seen gently pushing him to the kitchens to cook him a meal or to their quarters to get him to rest. Mozart complains Loudly about this, but fondly.

Actual thoughts with outfit and detail aren't fully finalized, I'll post them when I have them ;w; same for skills and the like.

13. What's a character or ship you haven't written/drawn yet but would like to some day?

Hmmm this one's a hard one because I have a million fic ideas in my head, but so many of them refuse to come out, or I feel intimidated or worried that my writing won't be good enough for them orz

BUT a big one for me is I really wanna write Jalter/Boudica, pooooossibly ending in Boudica's class changing to avenger?? BUT the reason I really want to write this ship is I HATE HATE HATE what typemoon did with Boudica and her lore and I just. I want someone to show her it's okay to be angry, that it's okay to hate, and Jalter would be so perfect for it. For breaking her out of the "everyone's big sister" Boudica shape. I have a tiny bit? Of this written up? But I don't like most of it, they're both really hard characters to pin down for me.

Jalter in general is hard for me to write because she has so many layers and she changes so much throughout the FGO story, but honestly the harder part of this is Boudica. Because to really fully grasp what I have to do I would need to reread Septem and her interlude and they did her...so so dirty. I can read actual history fine and work with that but typemoon just. Made choices with Boudica and I haven't been able to bring myself to reread her stuff in preparation.

I also have a ton of fionn/diar wips in my docs but it's hard to work on them,,,they aren't RIGHT

Also BediMer,,,and Bedivere interactions with the knights in general,,,I'm so soft for him,,,,

14. Is there a character or ship you were so sure you would never write/draw but now you've changed your mind?

Yeah so when I first got into fate it was because of YOU, WOLFIE, and I got really attached to Diarmuid pretty fast. And then I got to the North American singularity and Fionn was SUCH AN ASSHOLE TO HIM and I just hated Fionn on instinct ngl. But then I was looking up...either just Diarmuid or something else, and I stumbled on teatitty's blog and all of their fate posting changed E V E R Y T H I N G

Because, like most servants, typemoon only really grabbed a piece of Fionn, but by reading through her fate blogging and her sharing from extensive celtic mythology knowledge, I learned that the real Fionn and Diarmuid's relationship was. Very different, and that the pursuit was much later than most of the Fenian cycle, and wildly out of character for Fionn from mythos.

So after that I DEVOURED all of Tea's fate content and they got me hooked real bad on fionndiar [and other ships], and I have tentatively written some out but I just don't think they're good enough to share sdzfxcgv but yeah went from a NOtp to an Otp real quick w that one XD though I am a multishipper at heart so I do have other Diarmuid ships,,,and Fionn with his various wives,,,and snakecharmer [fionn/quetz/yan]because Tea again,,,,

18. Type [charater]'s name and tell us what the autocomplete suggests as the next word

So I think I did this wrong sdfxcgvh but when I typed Salieri the next word was just 'is' XD So I kept hitting words until I got a sentence and got:

Salieri is the best way to get the best of the world.

I kept going too but it got weirder [added on 'to be in the same room as the first time in the past and i think it was a good idea'] SO. I DO AGREE HE'S THE BEST WAY TO GET THE BEST IF THE BEST IS ANGST BECAUSE THIS MAN CANNOT CATCH A BREAK

23. Has your favourite character/ship changed over time?

I guess I kinda answered this in 14 already hmm. But honestly I've been a multishipper all my life, so not really? Every ship that my silly little brain latches onto is loved equally uwu it's just that Salieri has the brain in his grasp rn XD

WOW THAT GOT LONG THANKS SO MUCH WOLFIE <3

Ask game is: here if anyone wants it or wants to send more to me uwu

#solar screams #solar writes #THANKS WOLFIE #fgo #salieri #so much salieri #alter ego salieri

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togetherasone · 8 months

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Hello!

I thought, since you've mentioned that you're kinda new to the Ghost fandom, that I could send you an ask and hopefully make you feel more welcome here! 😊

Feel free to answer or ignore these questions as you wish.

How did you get into Ghost?

Favorite song and album?

Favorite papa and ghoul?

Hi, Jay! Oh, goodness, thank you so much for the ask! Don't worry, these questions are so sweet! Let's do this :)

Just... Be ready... I got carried away... Sorry...

How did you get into Ghost?

Well, I got into Ghost on a completely random Saturday night back in May, hah... Sometimes I have these bursts of unconditional love for music that make me listen to music for hours on end, and on this random Saturday I had one of them! I was off to bed, but, instead of actually sleeping, I stayed awake listening to music, and, at some point, my playlist was over and recommended songs started playing. And, well, it was a mix of known and unknown songs, as Spotify always does.

Mary On A Cross started playing, and I vividly remember opening my eyes in amazement when the final harmonies came in (I got goosebumps for real!) and unlocking my phone to check the name of the song. I replayed it. And replayed it. And replayed it! Then, I went to YouTube and discovered a live version of the song. Watched it. Didn't understand what was going on. Masked band members, face-painted singer... Felt strangely attracted to Papa... And the video was amazing. The harmonies! Then, I messaged a friend of mine who always sends me songs to listen and said "Hey! I have a song for you! It's so damn good!" and sent him the link to the song.

Before he listened to it, he said "I'll listen to it, but be aware that I'm prejudiced against this band" and I asked him why. He told me he had seen Ghost live when they opened for Iron Maiden back in 2013 (I guess?) and stated that "the concert had a fucking strange energy, I just wanted it to be over". I asked him why again, and he said that it all looked like a "fucking Satanic ritual" and sent me the link to the Year Zero music video. He said, "Listen to this and tell me what you think of it".

Well, I listened to it and I'm not gonna lie that I felt a bit unsure of what to think of it. It was... Odd, you know? But I... Liked it, hah... I had never listened to something like Year Zero... And was mesmerized by it. I didn't tell him that I liked the song, though... Just agreed with him that it was a fucking weird band. By the way, he listened to Mary On A Cross and said "Ohhhh, everyone is using this song on TikTok, so this is the song! Well, this one is good, better than the ones they sang when opening for Iron Maiden...". I simply said, "Oh, okay? I don't have TikTok, so whatever... I'm just glad you liked the song!"

On the next morning, I went to their profile on Spotify and played a few of their songs. That was when I fell down the rabbit hole :) However, it took a while for me understand Ghost, you know? I think it was only in July that I decided to search the band on Google, and find out that there was an intricate lore behind it, and, bang, here I am now...

Sorry for the long story... Just pretend we're having a sleepover and I've just spent half an hour telling you all of this while we eat our favorite snacks!

Favorite song and album?

Hmmmm, right now, in this very moment in time and space, Kaisarion and From The Pinnacle To The Pit are my favorite songs. And... Ceremony And Devotion is my favorite album! I already said too much, so I'm just gonna leave the answers here without explaining why, eheh...

Favorite Papa and Ghoul?

Probably Terzo... He mesmerizes me. The 2016 Hellfest concert has me in a chokehold for real... I saw a meme that said everyone new in the Ghost fandom would eventually fall for Terzo, it’s like a canon event. Well, for me it was so true! Anyway, I have a soft spot for Secondo...

And, uh, I don't know enough about the Ghouls (I ended up not going too far when reading about them, because I don't want to find out any of their identities) but my favorite ones are Dewdrop and Aeon (I guess?), but simply because they play the guitar and I do, too. I'd say Mountain too, since I have a soft spot for drummers...

Oof! This was such a ride! I hope I haven't bored you! If you feel comfortable, I'd love to know your answers to these sweet questions, feel free to reblog this post or message me whenever :)

I hope you're doing okay! Lots of love!

#I'M SO SORRY #I KNOW I TALK TOO MUCH #WHEN IT COMES TO MUSIC I CAN'T HOLD MYSELF BACK #but thank you so much!#this was so damn adorable #thunder answers

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tiney-tadpole · 8 months

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Hi! Would it be okay if you shared some random info about any oc you want? I'd love to learn more about your world and characters and I unfortunately don't know any less awkward way to do it

Hi, it's not awkward!! I love talking about my ocs, I am just shy and don't post a lot of details about them unprompted😔

They all have a lot of lore behind them so always feel free to ask for details if you want to(it's why my ask box is open <3)

I have been working on them a lot more cuz I'm still recovering from surgery and can't get out of bed! Particularly Coshor, which is a very small nation at the Hiridescent Peaks, the mountain range where the sun god lives. It's a very prosperous place and the wealthiest country in the world, a lot of old old ill-gotten money there. Most people would consider the attitude of the Coshorians to be "intolerable," they're all very snooty and vain. All their needs are easily met so they get to be rich and unworried and bored. They mostly mess with each other to pass the time.

I drew their queen recently, Queen Annette II. She's been queen for over 30 years, since she was crowned at the age of fifteen. She has not changed a bit. She was the previous king and queens most beloved. She got nothing but the best and was treated like a most precious doll. She was pampered and prepped and cared for, she was the spitting image of her mother. Her mother would be where a lot of high societies vain attitude came from, she was considered the fairest of all until her youth started to fade and her daughter took the spot light. No one would dare propose the idea she might be jealous of the princess though.

Unfortunately Annette II ascended the throne after the very untimely and unexplained death of her parents. Disappearance might be the better word for it.

She's the subject of many hushed rumors, and anyone too nosy is never seen or heard from again. They say the mask she always wears now is just a way of mourning her parents, others say it's to hide disfigurement she received in the accident the killed the previous king and queen. Whatever happened to her dear parents seems to be a common occurrence now, as many people have been going missing in that castle since then. Aside from that everything is fine, so no one really cares to peek behind closed doors. After all have you seen the Videcks new curtains? How garish, now that's something someone ought to do something about.

Whatever it was must've traumatized the poor dear, she hardly speaks anymore. Those who once knew her would hardly recognize her. The young light of the nation was now an unusual and mysterious flicker. Relying on her most personal guard and attendant, Emerald, as a mouth piece and arm. Refusing to even leave the royal manor, she just sends him in her stead.

Of course there are many a rumor about him as well, having belonged to the previous queen and his suspicious connection to the fae. Seeming to be eternally youthful just like the queen. People will swear they've seen fae circles in the royal manors garden as of late, but those rumors are quick to be hushed and shoulders looked over.

Whatever it was that happened to that poor thing is very mysterious indeed.

#oc tag #ask #Queen Annette #Emerald #I need to start tagging my ocs names again raaa #thank you for asking I love talking about my boys #I tried to keep it short but it's still kind of long so I'm sorry haha #I actually have a comic about her in the works if I ever find the motivation

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fandomsareforlife · 3 months

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I want that Shade lore and I will not rest until you give it to me /lh

Okay, so uh, full warning: This gets really complicated because I can't help myself. Also, it might change depending on the au needs, so don't ever hold me to it.

So, you probably don't know about this, but I have dropped somethings that are related to Shade's backstory a while ago, like a year or two. Specifically, my original elemental power of spirits, the Oppenheimer family au, and his sister Selena's (and friends') character bio (which I need to update again with my current ideas for them but like I will do that later). Not required to read, but hey, you can see my old stuff if you want.

Cut due to triggers in tags.

Anyway, so Shade's dad's side is the Darkley family, and their whole thing is that they have the elemental power of spirits for a long time. Now, Shade's grandfather, who has no name, who was in the Serpentine War, decided to make a school for mages/elemental masters because they were causing destruction in regular schools.

However, he was a terrible person, plus it wasn't really feasible financially, so he started to offer classes to entice criminals to come. And that invited him to explore some more...inappropriate desires with his students.

Around this time, he makes a deal with Chen, where Chen gives him free stuff for the school and he will recruit kids for Chen's army. Does he know that Chen sucks? Yes, but like he's power hungry and stuff.

Anyway, Shade's dad and his mom have his older sister, Selena, when they're 16/17, and Shade's mom gets disowned, so fun times. Shade's dad takes over Darkley's when he's twenty, and Shade's born a few years later.

Now Shade's mom has a lot of issues. One of which is a severe alcohol addiction, which is made worse due to Chen sending his dad really nice wine and stuff. Shade's dad tries to help (by getting rid of the wine and locking her in her room and not letting her see her kids) but she just writes to Chen what's happening, and Chen sends her a bunch of wine in secret.

She eventually overdoses when Shade's six, and Shade is the one who finds the body. Shade's dad is not happy about this, obviously, and he tells Chen that he wants to close off their agreement, because he obviously helped kill his wife.

Chen is very much not happy with this, and after two years of trying to convince him, sends teenage Skylor, who's the same as Selena, to go kill Shade's dad. Shade's dad, who is essentially running on sheer grief, lets her. Selena, along with Griffin, who is her friend at the time, tries to stop her, but they're too late. Her dad is dead.

Shade saw everything.

Anyway, so yeah. Shade knew the whole time that Skylor is the spy because his sister essentially spent the time since their dad died training him to kill Skylor. That's why he wanted the staff. He wanted to kill Chen and Skylor with it. Also, Griffin was drugged the whole time and he isn't supposed to listen to him when he's not sober.

Him and Selena still don't talk because of his refusal to kill Skylor.

Anyway, yeah! I just dumped a lot of info on you. Trust me, this isn't even the whole thing. There is a lot more, but like I have to answer more asks, and that's work.

#ninjago shade #ninjago griffin turner #ninjago #ninjago skylor #art's silly (or not so silly) things #tw drugs #tw death #tw murder #tw addiction #ask to tag

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blu3b3rryj4mp1r3 · 2 years

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Do you think my little pony every generation is cute? because I love all of them because they are so cute and pretty yes including g3.5 newborn cuties because baby ponies are cute

oh my glitter yes!!💖 anon you get me!!! 😆🥺💖 my brain is just like; criteria for me loving a show:

cute ponies (or other characters) ✅

makes me laugh ✅

pretty colours/designs/backgrounds ✅

songs and or pretty background music or sounds ✅

nothing that makes me feel uncomfortable (like heavy amounts of gross out humor for example, ew) ✅

good voice acting ✅

and there you have it! g5 is soooo cute! it checks all the boxes for me, my only "issue" with it is that I think it's scary how it takes place in the future of g4 other than that awesome! just watching cute ponies hanging out and goofing around and being friends is my favourite thing ever!!

g1: love it!!! first encounter with pastel horses! got a dvd box with the series for christmas one year and I still love them so much!!

g3: love it!! got an advent calendar with some super cute stuff and mini scootaloo, rainbow dash and pinkie pie one year but hadn't watched any of it until last year (NEED to watch more it's just so adorable!! also hope I can watch some of it in swedish one day! that'd be so fun!)

g4: you already know how much I adore twilight & co. that's pretty hard to miss

equestria girls: yes yes yes should've gone on for longer tbh

g4.5: pony life my beloved I will never understand what people have against you lol

g5: cuuuuute! can't wait for the next episodes whenever that is, I think there's going to be a holiday special and I'm so excited!!

the only generations I haven't watched are g2 (or is it g1.5 people call it I never remember) and g3.5 but I have nothing against them! (and I'll also probably watch g3.5 at some point 'cause it seems like I'd love it too!)

I often feel like I'm dumb because I just idk I think simpler(??) than other people, like I guess I'm not as critical but (and even though I'm going to continue thinking this about myself I will now proceed to tell everyone else:) there's nothing wrong with just liking something (*sped up tv commercial voice* as long as you liking that thing isn't hurting you or others in some way) just because you think it's cute, fun or whatever, you don't need to write a 50 page essay on pros and cons and compare it with a bunch of stuff y'know, does anyone know what I'm saying!? 😂 there is no this is bad and this is good stamp on things because everyone enjoys different aspects of different things and have different preferences. I dislike marvel movies and think equestria girls is one of the best things ever, does that make stupid? no! does it make me smarter than people who think the opposite? no! it's simply makes me a person with preferences, different people seek out different things in different media because different things have different meanings to different people, and that's okay! some people love to pick apart and analyze every aspect of a show and look for deeper meanings and lore and while I too can appreciate things like that sometimes my main reason for liking something is does it make me feel happy and do I enjoy looking at it and listening to it? and both of those ways of enjoying something is valid! 🧡

I'm sorry this is long but like you start a conversation or ask me a question about something I like and I never stop talking! 🤣💖 thank you anon for sending me this question, I love talking about ponies of any generation (oooor equestria girls) so feel free to come by and say hi some other time too if you want! 😂💖🦄💖🦄💖

#mlp ask #mlp #mlp fim #mlp g1 #mlp g3 #mlp g3.5 #mlp g4 #mlp pl #pony life #mlp eg #mlp g5 #mlp mym #make your mark #☆.asks

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jils-things · 4 months

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Free gushing about pokeships?? COUNT ME IN I'm in a talking mood rn SO

I don't think I talked a lot about it but Amelia does travel all of the regions because she is a researcher and works on the pokédex :> And after the events of Unova, N goes with her because he wants to meet more pkmn and help them and then their relationship starts to bloom and YEH <3 Also perfect excuse to draw them in different outfits

Also regarding your last post I AGREE, SO MANY GOOD OPTIONS FOR DATE PLACES. Nimbasa City with the couples-only Ferris Wheel? Every couple in the pokeworld has to go there!! (If they're not scared of heights) ok maybe I'm biased because of N but uhm-

One of my fav places is Ecruteak city because of the pretty autumn colors <33 And that Fairy forest place in Galar (Ballonlea) it's so magical!! Or a museum date in Nacrene city! or any other museum I think there are a few

Ok now I gushed more about the pokeworld than my pokeship and this got quite long I'm sorry Although I think every place is very nice when you can spent time there together <3 (... phew that was cheesy)

SOPHIA YASSSS HELLO!!!!!! AMELIA LORE AMELIA LORE YES YES 💚💚💚💚💚 I LOVE OC RESEARCHERS YAYYY!!!! okay, but n would be a GREAT help there too y'know? i know there are many researchers who study on a specific thing with pkmn but i think n is a great assistant needless of the theme of the research because he can quite literally interact with the creatures!! i think amelia has a great advantage there, and it would make researching all the more fun and adventurous if you ask me!!! they're so perfect for that <333 AND SO REAL SO REAL the bridge to help deepen their relationship is their shared interest to appreciate pokemon ehehhee but they end up learning more about EACH OTHER AYO ... 😳😳😳😳

ALSO YES YET AGAIN I FORGOT ANOTHER LANDMARK THE NIMBASA FERRIS WHEEL OIUUHHHGHH BEST PLACE BEST PLACE and as you said, TWO PEOPLE GO IN ONE 😳😳😳😳 EHEHEHEHEHHRHSHE if one of them was afraid of heights would the other hold that person's hand to comfort them?? 🥺🥺🥺💚

I GOTTA CHECK BALLOLELA SINCE IM NOT SWSH INFORMED YET BUT I TRUST YOU SINCE YOU HAVE A GALARIAN BF THERE 🤭🤭🤭 EHEHRHSHEHA fairy forest sounds so MAGICAL AAAAHHH YESSIR. the autumn place in ecruteak city so real. its always the more natural areas in pkmn that are just... so perfect for being alone together. and i wholeheartedly agree with that spot... 11/10 i also love autumn despite not actually experiencing it but i know its cozy <3

AKSHHSHAJSJSJDJJA HONESTLY YOU CAN JUST TALK ABT ANYTHING PKMN RELATED IM JUST HERE FOR THE GAME IN GENERAL <3 it also goes to show just how FANTASTIC some of the landmarks are, and its hard not to love them!!! EVERY PLACE IS A GOOD PLACE IF YOU THINK HARD ENOUGH 🤝🤝🤝 THANK YOU FOR SENDING AN ASK THAT WAS FUN TO READ

#sophia tag #~ mailbox #SMILED THE WHOLE WAY. THANK UUU

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call-me-double-trouble · 8 months

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The people have spoken!

The results of my latest poll showed me that the two biggest things you darlings are interested in are sending asks that I answer in character as Double Trouble and submitting outfits or articles of clothing for me to draw DT in.

So, that's what we'll do! I'll either make or reblog an ask game to get you started, but feel free to ask any question you want, so long as it's not too inappropriate. Bear in mind, the answers will be in headcanon territory and should not be taken as canon. Also bear in mind that DT's a snarky little bitch who doesn't answer personal questions without proper compensation, so if you ask "Tell us your backstory," they might only reply, "No <3" (I'll obviously be using the lore I made up for backstory-related questions, but I know that won't be everyone's cup of tea).

(Also, just so I don't get questions for me and questions for DT mixed up, please indicate that you're asking DT.)

As for outfit submissions, just about anything goes! No nudity, so if you send that ultra-cropped hoodie from the "draw your fav character in ONLY this" challenge, I'm going to crop the image so you can't see much more than that. Sexy outfits are okay, as are silly ones, professional ones, cute ones, stylish ones, ugly ones, etc. etc. Do you want DT in those sandals that look like fish? I got you. Want them in a ballgown? Of course! Want them in any sort of subculture or style? You got it! Want them in a MAGA hat? No! No, no no no, no.

#double trouble #spop double trouble #she ra double trouble #mine

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cheriishball · 11 months

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[ okay here's how this blog will work:

this is officially a blog for NPC Pokèmon muses. I likely won't initiate RPs here, and will just play as... probably various legendaries, or any Aggressive Wild Pokèmon if anyone wants to battle or catch them!

As soon as you catch a NPC Pokèmon, it becomes yours; I won't play it anymore unless directly asked, and you're more than free to "steal" the muse from me and play it as you wish, whenever you want! Consider this blog as, like. A tabletop roleplay game where i DM random encounters or have one-on-one lore sessions.

so. yeah. we're officially dash only and active only if interacted with in the first place. more rules under the cut!

this is a sideblog! I’ll follow back as infernalpursuit!

remember that mun=/= muse!!

i’m semi-selective, and i hold the rights to choose with who i interact or not – but generally, i try to give everyone a chance! however, remember that the blog is 18+ only for my comfort, and I will softblock minors

remember that mun=/= muse!

I’m open for ships only with other Pokèmon muses, and even then I refuse to play smut. Anyone with a human muse who attempts to flirt with my muses or actively plays pokephilia will be immediately hardblocked

any kind of question is accepted, but anything that doesn’t respect the rules will be promptly ignored and blocked if you continue

blog may end up being trigger-heavy. Everything will be tagged properly, but don’t hesitate to ask me to add some more trigger warnings if necessary

about that, I ask my mutuals to please tag IRL suicide mentions and fnaf

I’m absolutely in for any kind of violent threads, I love rping something involving fights - but know that any hint of godmodding will result in me dropping the thread instantly!

if we RP a fight, I will likely ask for the outcome you want before we fight, or roll dices if we don't want to plot. This said, you're allowed to catch or even kill my wild Pokèmon -- but for the latter, I ask please to tell me if this is your intentions. Any thread where my Pokèmon dies will be properly tagged as #animal death tw

Don't catch or kill my Legendary NPCs. They're meant to be for everyone.

Any question I answer to IC can be turned into a thread, if you want!

I'll likely go iconless btw!!!!

DO NOT reblog RPs, asks or IC posts you’re not directly involved, unless we agreed for you to be part of it. Personals especially will be IMMEDIATLY hard blocked.

i don’t roleplay with OCs without an “about” page, anons or personal blogs! Of course asks are always accepted, but I won’t start threads with any of you.

don’t reblog ask prompts, musings and promos from me! I’m not a source blog, and if the original source isn’t available try to send something before reblogging first. I will hardblock any non-mutual caught doing it, especially if they’re a personal bolg

♥ and now, about this madwoman