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bonkalore · 3 months

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The pics aren't sequential, but they ARE when he was in the magic prison and first looked like a demon and had his horns and tail fully grow in for my AU. Things were not great there and him getting beat up mostly happened from the guards and from him stepping out of line, bc most of the time he was the one beating on the inmates who kept starting fights with him.

Other pic is his first transformation directly after his horn was broken during his prison break attempt. He's jacked up on so much adrenaline and pain and only has a moment of even noticing his physical changes before he REALLY goes ape shit. His transformation is a bit more uneven that first time since his body really isn't used to it. Think that evens out more later on.

#Jayce Chinda #Daniel Spellbound #Bleeding Magic AU #demon #monster #monster transformation #transformation #tw blood #my art #the first one has me a bit 👉👈 lol #sometimes you just wanna have that boy bloodied and beat up a bit~#also his eye is mostly swollen shut in that 2nd pic otherwise it would be more open

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yaksha-lover · 5 months

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i’m obsessed with the thought of vil falling for someone who’s ugly. especially if it’s a forced proximity trope. triple points if it’s enemies to lovers!

there’s just something about a guy obsessed with beauty is shown that beauty doesn’t equal to value that melts me

omg i actually was obsessed with this concept a few months ago and i wrote a very short unfinished drabble (set in medieval au) about knight!vil falling for ‘ugly’ knight!reader but i didn’t think anyone would want to read about an ‘ugly’ reader 😭😭

i definitely agree tho the concept is so perfect for vil imo. like the idea of this guy who’s so fixated and obsessed with beauty (especially one who’s potentially been told that much of his worth lies in his looks) who ends up falling for someone very unconventional completely unintentionally. like theres’s a whole internal struggle in him that he doesn’t want to fall in love with this person. they’re an enemy, and unattractive at that.

but then he just can’t help but falling in love with their character; when they give hope to him and represent a goodness that he’d lost. someone who is called ugly and unwanted everyday by the world and manages to keep their head held high even if tears are pouring down their cheeks.

i think that’s a quality he’d admire a lot; kindness even when the world has been unkind. he wants to be good like that too. in a way, you’re like a mirror of the kind of goodness he wants to see in himself. you’re made fun of and put down at every turn and yet you do not let that stop you from being nice. whenever someone mocks vil, he can’t let it go, he can’t let himself be kind because it hurts and that’s the only protection he’s found.

also the idea of consciously thinking someone is unattractive but unconsciously starting to notice their eyes and lips and desire settling in- help-

unfinished drabble under the cut 👉👈 (also its fem reader bc i think medieval gender roles and the idea of ‘ugly’ woman x hot man couple is kind of important to the theme lol - aka this is just jaime x brienne rewritten but anyway-)

Vil truly believed you were ugly when he first met you. He almost never truly meant the term, but in this case, it was appropriate. Most everyone you encountered agreed. He could tell by how you’d stayed stone-faced at his cruel taunts, apparently used to it. Your features were just a bit too extreme, too out of place, too different. He’d used your appearance against you, scratching at every insecurity you’d thought of and probably some you hadn’t. Still, you hadn’t gotten angry as he’d hoped. You didn’t seek to harm him, even when he knew he’d struck a sore spot.

He persevered, but you’d never given in, despite his hopes that you would become blinded enough by anger and pain to give him a chance to escape. He admired you, in a way. It seemed as though life had beaten you down long before he’d come along, but a hardened rock had emerged from the erosion.

Sometimes his words would cut too deep for you to ignore. You never did anything rash, to his dismay, but he could tell they affected you. He didn’t feel bad; why should he? He was your hostage, and you his captor. Even if you were performing your duty, you were getting in the way of his own responsibilities, his life.

Vil was surprised to learn that you were a high-born like himself. Well, not exactly born to a family of his status and wealth, but a high-born nonetheless. He’d realized that he should’ve been addressing you with your Lady title, but you’d fought at soon as he’d tried.

No matter my origin, you know that no man sees me as a lady, Sir Vil.

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They came, and they cut off his hair. One of them taunted him for being a beautiful husk. So they’d cut a deep gash across his face. Now your outside matches your inside, ‘Sir’, they’d mocked.

Vil had wished they’d cut off his head instead.

Later, after you’d managed to convince them to let you treat his wounds, he’d bemoaned to you.

Now we’re both grotesque, he’d said, a pair of freaks.

You’re not ugly, you just have a scar, you’d replied. You turned away from your task to face him. You’ll never know what it means to be ugly.

Even with his bitter remarks, you treated his wounds all the same. When he was too afraid to face himself in the reflection of the lake, you’d been the one to peel away his bandages and force him to look.

See, you’d said, not a monster, just a man.

He’d wondered if you were an angel at that moment, a saint. Or maybe you were a witch destined to lead him astray. He hadn’t really cared either way.

#twst medieval au #twst x reader #vil x reader #vil schoenheit x reader #vil schoenheit #twst #twisted wonderland #feverish-dove

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queenie-avenue · 3 months

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Ok hear me out👉👈

Katie finding out (in this case she got friendzoned LOL) that Reader is in a relationship with someone else?? How do u think she takes it??

I've been such a lurker for quite some time and i love ur content sm 🥺🥺🥺🥺 *sending kisses*

Rejection is never the End.

💌 ⤻ THE CHEERLEADER, KATIE WILLIAMS

—> she won't ever give up on you.

⤻ reader is gender neutral, reader has a girlfriend, no cheating, manipulation, possessiveness, obsession, typical yandere behaviour, gaslighting, reader gets drunk and katie takes advantage of her

notes: thank you so much for the ask, I'm so sorry it's taken so long for me to get to this!! no proof-reading, we die.

🦋⤻ archives.

If you have a significant other, Katie will no doubt be furious, especially if you reveal it to her just when she decided to confess to you, of all things. She will be pissed off, but will just smile at you and pretend that everything is a-okay. You wouldn't even suspect a thing.

Sure, at first it'd be awkward with you and her drifting just a bit — which causes her to almost have a meltdown and abandon her cheer captain duties for a while — but eventually after a month of two, you both would go back to normal.

The difference would be that now she had access to your relationship status.

And boy, would she make use of it.

Out of consideration for her feelings, you'd of course not talk much about your significant other but Katie, Katie wanted to know.

It started small, she liked to visit your dorm normally so it was a usual day of her coming to see you after cheer practice in her short shorts and pink t-shirts.

“Oh, those flowers are so cute, did your girlfriend get them for you?” Katie asked, lounging on your desk as she stroked the petals of the bouquet filled with your favourite flowers. “They are so pretty!” She squealed, grinning at you as you sat on your bed.

“Yeah, my girlfriend came over just the other day. It was fun.” You smiled back, wanting to keep details of your beau brief out of respect and love for Katie.

“Does she get you flowers often?” Katie inquired, eyes fixated on the flowers, back turned to you now.

“Not really. It was just a special occasion yesterday, our one year anniversary.” You exclaimed, clearly giddy about the fact you had been together with your girlfriend for a year.

“Fun.” She replied, tutting her plump lips. “So, why didn't I know about her? I mean, you showed me pictures once but you don't really tall about her that much.” Katie commented as she leaned towards you.

“We don't talk about our relationship much…” You mumbled. “I mean- she's like secretive about it. So not a lot of people know.” You shrugged your shoulders awkwardly. Oh, [y/n], you really were such a horrible liar. Katie could tell in an instant that the idea of you relationship being kept secret made you antsy, uncomfortable. If it were *her* that was your girlfriend, she'd be parading you around proudly. Why couldn't you see that?

“Huh.” She huffed, eyeing you up and down.

That was how it started.

She made use of your insecurities about your relationship with your girlfriend and weaponised them against you. Slowly, you grew more worried about whether the reason your girlfriend didn't want to reveal your relationship was because she wasn't proud to be with you, or she wasn't committed to being with you or worst, that she was being unfaithful towards you. Katie didn't help matters, subtly showing you those stupid YouTube shorts with reddit stories that talked about how people who didn't make their relationships known typically cheated on their partners.

You slowly spiralled into madness, growing resentful of your girlfriend and more appreciative of Katie. Eventually, you would break it off with your girlfriend when things became too hard for the both of you.

You kept starting arguments with your girlfriend over why she wanted to keep the relationship a secret, you became too needy for her validation and she was annoyed with you constantly picking fights with her and also your budding relationship with Katie who seemed to find a way to antagonise your girlfriend every single time. Katie egged you on, overanalysing each word your girlfriend said or texted to you and reporting what she thought back to you. Most of which just made you view your girlfriend in a horrible light.

Eventually, you broke up with your girlfriend.

Just like Katie wanted.

She would soon swoop in to comfort you, tell you that it wasn't your fault that the relationship didn't work. Your girlfriend was the red flag, you didn't do anything wrong!

“Come on, pom-pom. Cheer up, you'll find someone much better than her. You were too good for her ass anyway.” Smiled Katie as she dragged you for a night of partying at a fraternity.

You got wasted, of course; attempting to drown out the sorrow of your freshly opened wounds.

Katie's hand snaked around your waist as you danced to the beat of the music, the loud thumps banging loudly in your ear as you drunkenly relied on the cheerleader for support. Before you knew it, the dancing morphed into Katie pulling you into the bathroom, your legs wrapped around her waist as she leaned closer into you, both sat on the counter of the toilet. The vague sounds of people banging the door outside as you both gazed into each others’ eyes. “You feeling better?” She asked, dark eyes looking into yours intensely.

“I… I still miss her.” You slurred, slumping your body into Katie's neck, letting out a dry sob. The cheerleader hummed as she placed a hand on your waist, another under your chin.

“You don't need to think about her anymore, okay? I'm here for you.” She pressed a chaste kiss to your lips.

Katie knew that you loved her, everyone did. It's just that your girlfriend was in the way. Now that she's not, you can be devoted to loving her, and only her.

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mayanakahara · 3 months

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I have a request!

Can I please get a confession from Denji with a side of fluff ? 👉👈

"honey ,I belong with you,and only you,baby ♡"

note:I loved writing this request😭, sorry for the delay, I had a huge creative block, so I hope you like it!

Content: Denji x fem reader,fluff,A little anguish,Reader being emotional , first kiss.

You are always so observant. You're a little popular because you're a second year, nothing was that impressive in that school, nothing and no one... but him...

He's always humiliating himself out there, you always see some people making fun of him and giving him a shitload of money, you never understood why he accepted this kind of thing.

Was this normal for him?...You always see him in this situation but you never did anything to stop it...getting closer was the right thing to do, right? You know that.

It's around 9:00 am and the teachers decided to do a dynamic with the first year and second year students, the dynamic is simple,You just needed to pair up with someone from the first year and spend the day with that person, talking and participating in activities.

This was your chance, you took advantage of being alone and chose Denji as your partner.

"hey...want to be my partner? It's just for today, it might be fun."

You say that in a hopeful way, Denji blushed a little.

"huh...right, we can be partners..."

He says stuttering and a little anxious, it's not every day that a girl is kind to him, especially a veteran.

You and him walk away, you don't talk much so most of the way to the canteen you were silent.

"so... do you like strawberry cake? They sell some really delicious ones here and on my own, I'll pay"

Pay for it? He was stunned looking at you

"...pay for me? I can't pay you later so I'd rather not eat"

"pay me later? Forget it Denji-kun, I have no problem paying you, I'm the oldest one here."

You just left him sitting there waiting while you went to buy two strawberry cakes, he mentally thanks you since he's hungry.

You bring the cake and you eat it, you watch him while he eats it, a bit desperate lol.

"do you want mine too? I see you're a little...hungry"

"Eat this...y/n senpai"

"I don't want to, I'm on a diet, you can eat everything, Denji-kun"

You smile, a light blush appears on his chubby cheeks, you think it's so cute how he eats, how his eyes shine when he sees the cake batter with whipped cream topping.

He finally finishes and you start walking again, now it seems less uncomfortable, you seem more relaxed.

"so Denji, do you have plans for the end of high school?"

He is paralyzed. He never thought about anything other than trying to get money, he doesn't care that much about school but he wasn't going to tell her that.

"maybe yes, I think I have time to think...do you have plans, y/n?"

"oh yes, yes, I work in a cafe nearby, you can stop by there sometime if you want to talk"

Something about you makes him calm, he is so used to bad treatment that it has become normal.It's strange to know that a person treats him well without using him, without making fun of him.

He wants to know more about you.

The school tour ends as soon as you arrive at the school library.

"Denji, whenever you want to find me, I'll be in the library after the first classes, just in case you want to talk"

She says with a shy smile, Denji looks at her and analyzes everything, she really is something from another world.

"Of course...I'll definitely come."

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Months passed and you became really close. You no longer saw students making fun of him, when he needed something you made a point of helping.

Classes are over, you are in the library alone arranging the books that the students returned, until you hear a somewhat familiar voice.

"y/n senpai?! Are you here?"

"yes Denji, right here!"

You extend your arm over the shelves, then he finally comes to you.

"Did something happen? You seem anxious."

He looks at you blushing,You get down from the small ladder that you use to store the library books, after all, you take care of this place.

"I just need to tell you something...are you free?"

"Ah yes!...can you tell, did something serious happen?"

"yes, someone stole something from me."

"They robbed you? And who did it? Tell me I'm going to kill this son of a bi-"

He interrupts her.

"It was you, you stole my heart, senpai. You were always so kind from the beginning, how do you think I would feel? I'm not worthy of you, I don't deserve anything from you and you still treat me well,Am I not disgusting to you? I was once told that I smell like a dog...do you think so? Tell me y/n, why are you still around a guy like me?"

You looked at the ground, you felt your vision getting blurry, salty tears forming in the corners of your eyes.

"y/n I like you, please please don't you give me up, please don't give up."

You look directly at him, still not knowing what to say.

"Y/n let me do something for you.”

He gets closer, but not too close, he wants you to move forward, after all he is traumatized as hell.

"Denji, I like you too"

That was enough to make him lose any posture, you approach and kiss him without hesitation.The kiss is a little ruffled and desperate, but it's sweet and full of feelings, the way he holds you against him makes you weak.

You pull away panting, you smile, completely happy to kiss the boy you've always had a crush on.

"You're my boyfriend now, and that's an order, Denji-kun!"

"I will follow you until the end of time, just you my girl"

You blush like idiots, he simply steals your first kiss just like you stole this poor boy's heart.

And there is no better place than next to him. He is your puppy now ♡.

Omg thanks for reading !

#chainsaw man denji #denji x reader #fanfic #anime x reader #denji hayakawa #csm denji #denji #csm x reader #chainsaw man #csm #fluff #request #dark red #steve lacy

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ballcrusher74 · 3 months

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hello. are you. perhaps 👉👈 willing to talk about the inspector/faux. ive only seen cool arts and no context so im rather curious.

OK!!! I actually love rambling about my ocs so small questions like this make me day. I just get nervous LOL But! I will say, there's gonna probably be a bit I'm leaving out because it does involve my friends' characters and it's still an on-going thing atm (we tend to roleplay on lethal company as our guys. btw the oc group is called Cleanup Crew ! it explains the recent reblogs and new tags I've added on posts with this guy) AND this does also involve my own little interpretations of in-game mechanics and other things, but otherwise, I'll get the rest of him down!

Inspector, also originally known by the name of Terrance Conroy (or Terry), was a typical scavenger working under 'The Company' after a couple rough times on his home planet. (This information isn't necessarily set in stone, but the idea of him being a washed-up rock star before quitting his passion to get a job that pays his rent has been bouncing around in my brain.) He used to be a normal guy, trying to find a little hope in his desperate situation, and was a social butterfly. He tend to bounce from crew to crew, sometimes staying in some for only a couple days, and some for months. He was a very careful man, and looked out for his fellow crew members.

And then, one day, his first death on the job happens.

But instead of being greeted by a bright white light at the end of a tunnel, or complete pitch darkness, he appears on the ship again- completely physically fine.

This.. confuses him at first, yet he continues on.

And then he dies again. And again, and again. Over and over, the more deaths he's endured, the more he comes to a morbid realization that he can't truly die, nor can those around him. He tries to keep this truth hidden away from the others, as they seem to not have mentioned it at all before. He remembers everything. Every time he was ripped to shreds by an eyeless dog, every time he blew up into pieces from a landmine, every time he was shot multiple times, every time he was left behind or ejected as part of the disciplinary process- He felt it all and remembered it all. This goes on for the course of years (around 8-10 roughly) and over that course of time, he begins to grow very careless. What's the point of saving someone if they'll just come back? What's the use of tears when you're only a couple dollars off quota with a shovel in hand?

What's the point of it all? And with that carelessness comes selfishness into the picture. With how long he's been stuck in the cycle, he has become a very manipulative person, putting up a playful and nice persona on the outside- almost sickeningly sweet- in order to help other's do his bidding. He believes that if he were to cause so much chaos, disorder, and disruption within a crew, to where it's like animals mauling each other apart, he'd be able to break free from it himself. He doesn't care anymore about leaving others behind. He's desperate at this point to find a way out. Faux, who is an alter ego / disguise for Inspector, ties more into the on-going events right now, but I can give a basic rundown on his personality. He's a klutzy and quiet man, typically only talking to others when it's just him and them, and nobody else around, playing himself off as a selective mute. Since this is just Inspector in a jazzy little jester outfit, he still possesses all the traits of that man, just hidden away as to not blow his cover. He's still tugging on the strings in some way, people just don't realize. Sure, he's off putting and just a tad bit strange, but how can a goofy man like that be terrifying?

WOOOW ok that's a lot more typing than expected, but here's also a couple fun facts about the guy !

He stands at 6 feet and 1 inch, and is a very lanky guy compared to others, but this wasn't always the case. He used to just stand at 5 feet and 6 inches, and had more normal human proportions. With how many times he has died and how long it's been of the cycle, it has fucked up his appearance a LOT. Other things include : his 'skin' being grey, his voice constantly sounding like it's coming from a walkie talkie, no visible neck, his face becoming the helmet itself (it still bleeds, but there's nothing in there), and inhumanly flexible.

The only thing left of him that represents his last strand of humanity, is a singular, dim eye behind the tape on his visor.

He is very much not a rational man anymore. He is quick to jump to things, and won't hesitant with his actions.

When waiting to return from death, he is able to manifest in someone's head as a disembodied voice, and will typically mock them, or try and manipulate them further. In this state, he can see everything through the eyes of the person he's haunting. ^ Fun fact about this! This was originally based off a stupid bit where my friend was streaming LC to me with other buddies on the game and I kept telling them to step on landmines and then kill someone for a promotion, and then Inspector was born!

and UH I think that's about it I have for the guy atm! If the rest of the cleanup crew gets dropped than I'll update this accordingly perhaps. As of right now, enjoy my oc slop 👍

#lethal company #lethal company oc #oc #cleanup crew #that inspector that i hate #render

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miss-atena · 9 months

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Hellooo, hope you are having a nice day! I discovered your work not long ago, but I already liked it a lot! I'd like to order a Cody/X Virus x Reader, in which the Reader is a biology nerd who is enthralled by Cody's skills and knowledge! Just the two of them being adorable nerds together!! 👉👈🤧💕

((it's so hard to find content about Cody, and it makes me particularly sad because he's my favorite creepypasta! 🥹🥹🥹))

Anyway, thank you in advance!! 💞

HIHII! I'm so sorry for the long wait, my life has been wild this last couple of weeks, but I'm back at writing and YES CODY'S FANS RISE UP!! Love me when he is a psychopathic scientist lol. Hope you enjoy this!

X Virus x Biology Nerd Reader

Cody normally keeps to himself in his lab, and is not really used to having people besides EJ or Toby around. So when he gets assigned a lab partner, he got skeptical.

He couldn't understand if this was some wild scheme from the others to make him interact more, or if you were actually someone with enough knowledge to work with him, but he couldn't complain since it was orders from the proxies.

You were going to be Cody's lab partner due to your area of knowledge on biology being similar in level to his, and you were certainly excited to find someone with an interest similar than yours, from what you heard of him.

When you did come to the lab, and looked around the place, you were certainly excited with the amount of biology related stuff. It was all you ever wanted, and it made your love for the subject bubble out.

Cody met you right there, on the lab, and at first he was REALLY skeptical, because you looked decent.

'since when does a scientist looks decent? They will not understand at all what I'm doing'

But the moment you opened your mouth and started accurately guessing what each thing he had was, his eyes sparkled. No way...

"Oh my god, you have a guide to the human cardiovascular system! Do you use it often? I bet you do, look at the amount of stuff that needs an intravenous application..."

"Wait, you actually know what you're talking about?"

It didn't take long to Cody to open up about his current researches and projects, like his experiments with the xelymtopa virus, or how he was experimenting on the maximization of effects on cyanide based poisons.

You were excited and eager to know, even bringing your own hypothesis on what could happen depending on the person he experiments on, which he appreciates.

Soon enough you were one of Cody's closest friends (and maybe he had a bit of a crush on you too), and were together everywhere, freaking everyone out by your casual talks about deadly diseases and poisonous animals.

Cody, while doing his work on the infirmary with EJ, opened up about how he felt close to you in a deeper level than anything, but he couldn't put a finger on what exactly he felt. EJ advised him to be open with you besides the work talk.

Cody felt confused and even a bit scarred. Open up about feelings? That is not like him at all...

His mind went in circles on how this was a bad idea and how he would lose your friendship, and you were the only one that actually understood what he said for once, but... EJ never wronged him. Why would he be wrong this time, right?

The next day, on the lab, you were working on one of your projects, some vaccines for one of the many viruses samples Cody had, when he came inside the labe with something behind his back.

"Hey, uh, I hope I'm not interrupting but... Can I talk to you for a second?"

After you looked at him and nodded, he basically dumped all of his feelings for you at once, and you couldn't help but giggle at how the usually confident in himself Cody was a blushing and rambling mess.

You did feel the same towards him, and he breathed a sigh of relief. He did have something to give you, your very own test subject. It was a golden poison frog, which was being securely held in a small vivarium.

Let's just say that both of you are probably the deadliest couple in the manor, and that if anyone bothers one of you, the other is very capable of performing inhumane tests on them just out of spite.

Hope you enjoyed it! I am not particularly knowledgeable on Biology, never had very good teachers on the subject, but it was certainly fun to write this. We need more Cody love in the world fr fr.

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ewanmitchellcrumbs · 1 year

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Perhaps maybe a little something with Aemond inspired by the song Sucker by the Jonas Brothers?

Can be smut or not

👉👈😳 maybe possibly if that's okay

Side-eyeing you hard for your terrible taste in music lol I could not bring myself to listen to The Jonas Brothers, so Googled the lyrics and chose this:

"Don't complicate it 'Cause I know you and you know everything about me I can't remember All of the nights I don't remember When you're 'round me."

Warnings: Angst, mutual pining. Word count: ~900

“A toast!” Aegon shouts for what feels like the hundredth time that evening, draining the contents of his wine goblet in a single swallow.

She follows suit, wincing as the ruby liquid burns her throat. Her head is starting to swim from the effects of the alcohol, she is not used to drinking quite so much in such a short space of time.

Surprisingly, Aemond is keeping pace with the pair of them. He normally refrains from imbibing altogether. He is keeping his composure so well that she cannot tell if he feels as thoroughly soused as she does.

“To your final night of freedom!” Aegon jeers at Aemond, slopping wine across the dining table as he moves to refill both their goblets.

Her face falls as she remembers the exact reason why they’re sitting drinking together in the first place. Aemond is getting married tomorrow.

She had been a ward of House Targaryen since she was eight years old. Not possessing the interests that were typical of a highborn lady, she had gravitated towards Aegon and Aemond. She had enjoyed watching them spar. She even learned to wield a sword herself under their instruction, when Ser Criston Cole wasn’t around to fret that it was too dangerous an undertaking for a lady.

Aemond had shared his books with her, and she’d accompanied him on his many visits to the dragonpit as he’d admired the beasts that dwelled there, longing for one of his own. She had always taken Aemond’s side throughout Aegon, Jace and Luke’s relentless teasing. She’d shared in Aemond’s devastation when he’d lost his eye at Luke’s hand.

He was her best friend. She had never considered it anything more than that as the years had passed, until Alicent and Otto had broken the news that Aemond was to be betrothed to a Baratheon girl.

She had felt her heart shatter, all the air leaving her lungs. She was going to lose him when she was only just realising she was in love with him.

She had buried her feelings, gritted her teeth and learned to bear it as the pretty dark haired girl had visited the Red Keep over the course of the year-long courtship.

Things between her and Aemond had remained unchanged and for that she was grateful. She had assumed that now he was to be married he would pull away from her, but he continued to spend every spare moment with her. It was bittersweet torture.

Now it is the eve of the wedding and Aegon is determined to send his younger brother off in style, or at least ensure he exchanges his vows on the morrow with a sore head.

She places a hand over her wine goblet as Aegon attempts to refill it. “I have had enough, I think.” She says. “I need some air.”

She draws in a steadying breath as the cool night breeze hits her flushed skin as she steps out into the gardens. Leaning against a wall, she looks up at the stars, gathering her thoughts. I just need to get through tomorrow…and then what? Learn to live a lifetime without the person who has your heart and is completely unaware of it.

“Are you alright?”

Aemond’s voice startles her and her eyes flit down to look at him. There is a slight sway in how he is standing and a small smile tugs at her lips as she realises he is every bit as drunk as she is.

“Too much wine.” She half lies, ignoring the way her heart flutters as he draws near.

“Mmm.” He reaches up a hand to brush a stray lock of hair behind her ear. “I wish it was you.”

The way his voice slurs slightly does nothing to dilute the shock of his words, or the gooseflesh that prickles her skin at the feel of his touch.

“W-what?” She stammers, eyes wide and pulse racing.

Aemond closes his eye, his nostrils flaring as he takes in a deep breath, before placing the flat of his palm on the wall beside her head and looking down at her.

“You.” He utters. “I should be marrying you.”

Her heart feels as though it has leapt into her throat. She cannot get enough air into her lungs as she stares up at him, wide eyed. “You are in your cups, Aemond, you do not mean that.”

He shakes his head, bringing the hand that is pressed against the wall behind her down to caress her cheek. “I do. The wine has simply given me the courage to say out loud what I have always felt. Tell me you don’t feel the same way.”

Her eyes flutter shut at the feeling of his warm palm against her cheek. “I can’t.” She whispers, opening her eyes to gaze at him sadly. “But it does not matter. You are marrying someone else tomorrow.”

“We still have tonight.” Aemond offers, leaning close to her, his lips mere inches from her own. “I would rather have a single night with you than a lifetime of not knowing how it feels to be loved by you.”

She says nothing as Aemond closes the gap between them, kissing her hungrily. She melts into the embrace, returning his passion with equal fervour. This time when she tastes wine it is upon his mouth and she does not wince. Nothing has ever tasted so delicious.

#aemond targaryen #house of the dragon #aemond stannies #aemond one eye #pro aemond targaryen #prince aemond targaryen #aemond #aemond targaryen x reader #aemond targaryen angst #hotd aemond targaryen #hotd #hotd angst #aemond targaryen fanfic #aemond targaryen fanfiction #aemond targaryen fan fiction #hotd fanfic #hotd fanfiction #hotd fan fiction

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magicvicky1 · 5 months

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So there’s this character I really like 👉👈

LOL jokes aside, I have been playing Dislyte for a while now and so far I enjoyed the game a lot! Is simple and while the writing can be a bit cheesy at times, it’s pretty charming and fun!

While there may be some Espers that are more powerful and cooler designs, Mona has been currently one of my favorite characters in the game. Well, due to the fact that she is one of the first character you get when you start the game and also because she’s always useful to me when I want to win a battle more easily. But also because I genuinely some of her side stories and I think her design is cute <3 So I couldn’t resist the urge to draw her

#dislyte #dislyte art #dislyte fanart #dislyte mona #my art

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purgetrooperfox · 1 month

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propaganda (elevator pitches) ⬇️

Nocte (sw):

is CMO of the Coruscant Guard. fiercely loyal to the Guard. deeply wary of the senate, with very few exceptions. he's my oldest oc and probably the one y'all are most likely to have heard of. integrated into arcs with many of my friends' ocs/fics/whatnot <3 what else goes in his elevator pitch,,, known to take kids and younger clones under his wing, protective to a fault, low tolerance for nonsense. beat around the bush at your own peril. questionable bedside manner. manwhore tendencies. I love him, you love him. he's been transplanted into [checks list] cod, tlou, and bebop

Uj'alayi (sw):

is an ARC trooper, used to work with the Shadows then got brutally injured and had to transition to the CG. owes his life to Quinlan Vos and is disgruntled about it. guard dog coded. his bite is exponentially bigger than his bark. on the surface: quick to laugh, quick to joke, charismatic and personable without being overbearing. this may or may not be a mask he wears. will lay a beat down on just about anyone if they Cause Issues for Fox. in the relationship of all time with Lane Hurosa (another of my ocs)

Bones (sw):

is marshal commander of the 410th recon corps under Bastra Vargdan (another of my ocs). traits include: CQC specialist, confounded by the concept of the Force, at least partly responsible for getting a gambling ring going in the GAR (has a poke face like nobody's business). outside of working hours, he's laid back, easygoing. stark contrast between On-Duty Bones and Off-Duty Bones. encyclopedic knowledge of regs, but flexible adherence to them sometimes. big brained tactical strategist, ended up teaching Bastra a Lot about like. how to lead a corps

Bastra (sw):

my Jedi 👉👈 trained by Sifo-Dyas so dookudyas is very dad-coded to him. specialized as an Investigator, excels at undercover ops. also has quite a bit of integration into my friends' oc arcs and stuff <3 buddies with Obi-Wan, gets on pretty well with the TG and CG since he spends a chunk of his time on Coruscant. ummmm he takes a Padawan like 10ish years before the war, somewhere in that range. he's a goofy guy, real stiff and formal a lot of the time but it lets up around people he trusts. of course I know him, he's me etc etc. he's currently getting transplanted into cp2077

Lane (sw):

is a journalist on Coruscant. they spend a Lot of time in the senate district, very good at schmoozing. certified flatterer. charming, if you will. always asking one million questions that senators do Not want to answer, which results in bans from various spots around the city LOL honestly they're just neat idk what to tell you. they stay following risky leads and getting themself into binds. they're squinting very hard at the details of how the Republic acquired a clone army

Myn (sw):

is a smuggler in the early Rebellion era. also a relentless optimist, sees the very first scraps of resistance and buys in immediately. IF somehow Nocte’s alive at that point, Myn's the one who tries and probably fails to sell him on participating in the rebellion

Vio Selnes (sw):

owns and operates a 24h diner on Coruscant. this diner gets heavy business from clones leaving 79s. connections to the clones leads to scattered connections with the Jedi, leads to the restaurant being used as a rendezvous point from time to time. part of Dexter Jettster's network

Jag (mk):

is part of the Kahn Guard when Kotal's in power. he was raised by the Shaolin Monks until he bailed, moved to the States, got into all sorts of illicit activities. Kung Jin eventually moves onto his couch and joins his crew. those illicit activities land him in a stint with the Black Dragon, which is a real lesson in Kano Is A Bastard. when Erron jumps ship, Jag goes with him. he's kind of an idiot, full of trussed issues, gay as hell, will bring a knife to a gunfight or a gun to a knife fight

Rose (mk):

is part of Danver's crew from before he went BD. the brains of that whole operation. she's severely underdeveloped unfortunately but I promise she's very cool. computer nerd. minimal filter on her in the best way

Eyes (cp2077):

is a ripperdoc with more focus on ripping than doc-ing. from Pacifica, got a long time connection to Mr. Hands. wound up in Maelstrom pretty young, cut his teeth on committing atrocities and revolutionizing Maelstrom's uhhh forcible cyberware implantations and general torture methods :) was real loyal to Brick, so Royce wrecked his shit when he took over, meant to kill him but he managed to get out. winds up on Viktor Vektor's table for recovery, tries very hard to turn over a new leaf. he's a fucked up bastard of a guy I shan't lie. compels me though

#clone medic nocte #arc trooper uj'alayi #bastra vargdan #clone commander bones #lane hurosa #myn gath #des 'eyes' gallagher #danver 'jag' hakka #vio selnes #rose garcia #those tags should be semi populated. i Think #leocs #bookmark

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moonjxsung · 6 months

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I found out I had an oral fixation kink when reading a Minho smut, it had opened my eyes.

Now I’m wondering who would have it completely/ who would be into it just for you

Because of that fix Minho would be full on into it

Chan because again this man has every kink and look at those lips like huhhhh

And for some reason I think Hyunjin as well, maybe cause the lips again 😭

What do you think honey bear 🧡🥰

- 🧡anon

Oral fixations are soooooo fascinating to me like I genuinely had to research them a little bit when I first read about them and I was just beyond turned on LOL I wanna try it with someone so bad 😭😭 OKAY MY THOUGHTSSSS…..

I think Minho fulfills your oral fixation. He finds it amusing that you want to be sucking his fingers or his cock all the time. Definitely teases you for it a little but won’t hesitate to slide his digits in your pretty mouth while you’re watching TV or something. Chan yes yes YES and he loves watching you get all needy and whimpery asking him so politely if he’d let you suck his fingers :( and call him daddy before he lets you. I could definitely see Felix as well except he’s the one with the oral fixation. Particularly likes sucking your nipples and likes keeping his mouth busy by making out with you as much as he literally can.

Oral fixation era when 🤕👉👈

#🧡 anon #stray kids #skz #skz smut #ask #stray kids hard hours #skz scenarios

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oars · 5 months

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hiii I want to know more about appindex 👉👈

what is his relationship like with the other party members?

How easily does she trust other people?

If they are stressed or upset is there a thing/place/action that is comforting to him?

also anything else you want to share?

(I LOVE her design by the way, their appearance immediately caught my attention. Love your use of color too)

sorry this took me so long i swear when i saw this ask i started squealinf abd looking like this

gonna put it under a read more since um im gonna assume this will get really long lol

disclaimer im gonna straight spill my thoughts sorry if things stop making sense

i made a small comic just for the first question but tumblr doesnt like it for some reason and it prevents it from showing up unless you go directly to my blog :<

anyways i think overall appindex is like a mother of at least 6. companions come to them in the middle of the night like "i frew up :(" that typa thing

since family/clan n loyalty is very important to dragonborn and appindex just lost theirs before being abducted they are very quick to attach to these losers

i think while appin is not under the control of any god, lord, devil, etc they've created a personal hell of his own bc he tries to bear all responsibilities and burdens of those around him bc he's scared of failing and losing too much again. or all he has left really. that can make them kind of overbearing and it would be annoying if like the main companions didn't have issues and lowkey liked the attention.

what does get annoying is that it comes off as appindex not trusting their companions to do any heavy lifting but that improves in like act 2-3 especially since that's around the part the tav is expected to save baldurs gate. and the world like that's way too much weight for appin to carry on their own without breaking so atp they don't really have a choice but to let their companions share some of that albeit verrrry reluctantly

slightly more specific relations ---

shadowheart: shart is the first appin gets close to even if shes older i like to think she's like a little sister to appindex anyways <3 i should just show screenshots of the epilogue conversation bc it feels so fitting. probably one of the only companions to recognize appin's exhaustion and nag her

karlach: close in a years long tumblr mutual type intimacy way. "i'd let my mutuals come inside idc" type relationship. they occasionally sleep and cuddle naked. as good friends do. it's nice having someone they could rely on for literal heavy lifting and hitting bc in appin's eyes the rest of his companions are made of sticks and paper, save for lae'zel. girls who rip off heads with their bare hands and paint their nails in the blood :3

astarion: i do not know how to explain their relationship early on bc it fluctuates in my head. obviously irritated by how appin stops to help anyone and everyone especially since most of those people in act 1 are parents and children. appindex definitely laughs at his lame ass "seduction" bc it's pretty see through; it becomes less about seducing and just aiming making them laugh. appin probably said "im proud of you" at some point and it got to his head now he's vying for their attention and validation (get in line). my white hollow boned elf i'd probably give my organs to if he asked - appin

i think appindex is the more mature one, mentally and emotionally, especially since dragonborn develop and mature much earlier than elves do and i feel like dying young and being under cazador's control stunted astarions own maturity a bit. the result is appindex treating him like a child sometimes; not trusting him to do a number of things, scolding him,"dont treating me like a child" "dont act like one" etc etc. i think at some point he just does it and wears on appindex's extensive patience on purpose because he's a little freak like that :/. appin does not think its cute

ok no more of them next question

i think appindex is pretty trusting in a way. if they feel like they have no reason to feel threatened by someone they'll have their trust but that doesn't mean it can't be lost ofc. which is why they trust laezel and astarion so easily. why would they be scared of a tiny white elf who can't even get them to knife point (he failed that).

he does struggle to trust others to do things for them though, if he were ever to be out of commission or on the verge of it it would be like pulling teeth to try and get him to let someone else lead temporarily.

appin holds onto a piece of kednyr's old blanket bc it still smells like her :thumbs_up: karlach gives her a teddy bear with that piece attached to it as a gift. astarion may have helped but he will not confirm

extra notes ermm appin lived in the upper city, not a patriar or a servant, they just co-run an expensive smithy there.

as a passionate blacksmith (and someone who wants to become an artificer) appin is really intrigued by karlach's engine and wishes they could collaborate with dammon on how to fix it or make her a new one entirely

to add onto that he's extremely fascinated by the grymforge in the underdark its like a theme park to him. it is their nerdiest point in the storyline

they can stay underwater for a good period of time; an hour is their highest time

andd she has a prosthetic leg around age 40-45 sorry this got so long . this things in my head 24/7 rn i tried to omit some things to make it shorter but oh well

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evillillad · 4 months

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Can we maybe get some character sheets for your ocs and id like to write about them!!

👉👈

AAAHH i really wanna do updated character sheets WITH personality and lore i just aint got time rn!! BUT thank you for being interested!! 😭😭

to make up for the lake of sheets, heres some facts and lore typed out lol

Molly: (based on persona) secret demon being attached to Nina

Mollys kind of a strange case. Not quite puppet not quite...other creatures. She popped into existence around the time nina was born, hence the shared birthday. Shes a bit scatter brained, very easily distracted but once she has her mind set on something, nothing can get in her war. She's quite inquisitive and is constantly asking questions. Her first day in the neighborhood was basically asking every neighbor she met the most wild and intrusive questions she had. Little to no filter, says exactly whats on her mind. Doesnt understand why that makes some people so uncomfortable. Isnt it good to be curious? To tell the truth? To be honest? Man these creatures are strange. Also doesnt have any boundaries, is an absolute open book and for some reason is suprised when not everyone else is too. Think of her almost like a more unhinged wally, very naive to the ways of the waking world, but well verse in the night time activities. frequently takes long walks alone in the middle of the night. she sees them. she knows them. she keeps them away. some have gotten a bit too close to the neighborhood for comfort, is it because of her? do they know shes one of them, if not atleast similar? shes suspicious wally knows whats going on, its not normal for these beings to be here, but what draws them in?

^ongoing plot line of Molly spying on Wally constantly. A bit obsessive with him-she cant tell WHAT he is but she knows he isnt like the other neighbors but hes also not like her. Constantly pushing and manipulating him to break, but he seems either annoyed or oblivious to her attempts. otherwise, general nuisance to Wally, Frank (eats his bugs), Eddie (stares at him thru the post office window), Poppy (constantly getting herself into trouble) and Nina (personal demon).

Also maybe kills the nighttime creatures?? it seems like shes protecting the neighborhood from an outsiders perspective but those that REALLY know her know its territorial...somehow isnt intimidated by home tho. maybe shes trying to work with home? two demon things band together?? idk lmao

clumsy but also graceful? very bendy. no bones...crawls around like a creep sometimes.

Nina: (self insert oc) regular spider gal with a knack for art

Ninas quite normal actually. She was raised by a normal family within normal circumstances, but found herself with the strangest imaginary friend. She was never quite sure why one day everyone was suddenly able to see Molly but shes glad she finally isnt crazy. Now she cant get rid of the annoying asshole. Stuck with this annoying ass demon puppet thing, Nina moves to the neighborhood to get a new start on independence. With her new home, Nina spends most of her days painting, sewing, crocheting, and sculpting. Of course she always has her music going on, its never quiet in the house. Wally spends lots of time with her, they will frequently setup figure drawing sessions where their fellow neighbors will pose for them. Howdy seemed more than happy to constantly volunteer, maybe a tad bit overzealous to show off his muscles. Nina was more than excited to have such an interesting subject to create art of, although with Wally by her side, he always seemed to end up drawing an apple. There wasn't even an apple in the set. Nina doesnt care, shes just happy to have her little darling with her!

Despite being easily excitable and down to earth, shes actually quite timid and easily flustered. Howdys first few advancements had Nina trying to come up with some sort of lie so she could hurriedly get out of the bugdega and hide her beet red face. After this its just the rom com do they like me pinning i love so much lol

Unlike the other neighbors, she is somewhat aware of what goes bump in the night. Shes not sure what exactly it is, but she knows its dangerous...and she knows Molly has too much fun dealing with it. Despite Mollys homicidal tendecies, Nina is NOT scared of her. Shes aware of the fact that without her, Molly wouldnt have a host to stay alive. She cant do anything to harm her and even if she did, Ninas not afraid to grab her by the tail and launch her into the sun (Molly is actually somewhat intimidated by Nina, so she shows some level of obedience).

and thats it for those two!! I also would like to add that I wanna work on an oc of my dog and make goofy content of him and barnaby being like dude tf are u doing. also i know i have other ocs but either they arent quite fleshed out (lilith, betty, batsy), they arent technically mine (tilly and mitzy), or im just really tired and its late rn.

but if u got this far wow ermgee thanks for reading my late night rambles im dying

TLDR: Mollys homicidal, stupid, cant read a room, and is a demon. Ninas just a timid, excitable, down to earth, artsy spider with a weird demon imaginary friend that came to life.

#nina noon #molly moss #welcome home oc #:o)#im so tired that was so much typing ahfdashd #i had to write a review today and its the most typing ive done since college #i never type cuz i cant read #oh and for bffs> Molly hangs around a lot with Julie and Wally #Nina hangs a lot with Barnaby and Howdy (and also Frank since they both collect bugs)

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bluebelleisabelle · 1 year

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Trying this, but it's Clankie time !!

Frankie, definitely ! Cleo will be busy doing something for school, and Frankie will scootch in like "cuddles? 🥺👉👈” Cleo always gives in cause she finds Frankie so stinkin’ cute

This is tough to say, cause it seems like both Cleo and Frankie are good about making their beds every morning, but in the instance that Frankie were to sleep over at Cleo's place, they would definitely make Cleo's bed for her. Cleo would enter the room after having been rummaging in her closet or getting changed, and Frankie will be there finishing up making her bed and fluffing up her pillows all nicely. Cleo would be like "Frankie, you don't have to worry about that," and Frankie would brush it aside with a smile and "I love doing things for you, Cleo! Now you don't have to worry about it today." 😭

Frankie probably would, honestly. I don't get the vibe that Cleo enjoys mornings (or at least waking up early), but maybe she does. Frankie is an "up and at em" kind of monster who is always excited about a new day, so I could see Frankie getting up first and getting ready quietly to make sure Cleo wouldn't be disturbed. If they were living together, I would definitely say that Frankie would make breakfast in bed for her, but in a high school setting, I could totally see Frankie going down to the creepateria and sneaking some breakfast for Cleo at her dorm.

The thing about Frankie is that I could potentially see them having a strange taste in music, but I think they're still discovering and exploring all the different genres. Now with Cleo, I could see her being passionate about some sort of obscure band. Maybe a mummified band jdjhdjhd. And Frankie would be so interested in anything Cleo has to say about their music.

Honestly, both of them are quite protective, though if I had to choose, I'd say Frankie. With the way they've saved Cleo in the past and their willingness to launch into an unfamiliar place and face any danger ("anything for you, Cleo") makes me certain that they want to ensure that no harm comes to Cleo. They'd serve as her "knight in shining armor". Though they never like to cause conflict, they're also not afraid to stick up for their friends and loved ones. So, if Cleo were being attacked or targeted in any way, you bet your ass Frankie would be stepping between the quarrel to protect their ghoul jjsjsj

Both Cleo and Frankie, honestly. Cleo would sing so damn passionately though, and Frankie would love listening to her singing. The first time they heard her singing in the shower while they were over, they probably took a couple steps inside the bathroom to listen. They'd be smiling the whole time, taken aback by her beautiful voice. When Cleo finishes the song, Frankie applauds a little bit and says "that was beautiful, Cleo!" The last thing Cleo is expecting is Frankie to be in the bathroom with her, so she'd probably make some sort as noise, blush like a damn maniac and say "Frankie?! Knock next time before you enter !"

Probably Frankie jshjs. Frankie is more open regarding their emotions (at least, the majority of the time), and would probably be the type to openly sob when a dog dies in a film. Cleo would find something upsetting, and she may get teary eyed, but the empty tissue box and ice cream carton is Frankie's fault lol

CLEO HJDJD !! Frankie would happily help carry her shopping bags for her, but it would be like trying to carry the groceries in one trip. There would be at least three or four bags on each of Frankie's arms, and I wouldn't be surprised if their stitches came loose or their arms fell off entirely. But the whole time, they'd have a smile on their face djjdjdjh

This is honestly hard to say hdjhdjhd. I feel like Cleo would be gentle with her kisses (and she would love being gentle for Frankie). Frankie would be the same. However, when Clawdeen and Draculaura were first giving them advice on how to kiss, they were like "be a little rough with it. Don't be shy to bite her lip a little~" So Frankie's first time kissing Cleo involved quite a bit of Frankie chewing off her face cause they had no idea how to kiss HDJJD

Ahem, Cleo

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ayonixanimations · 2 months

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Genshin Impact 6reeze x Sense8

So.... I never want to write and I've had this cool idea in my head for awhile. 👉👈 Sense8 but 6reeze? That's about it LOL. Kazuha and Heizou live near the same area. Venti and Xiao were friends from college, who may not live near each other anymore but they still talk occasionally. Scara/Wanderer is off by himself, probably some badass job. Aether is a travel blog enthusiast who has quite the following (including the other members of 6reeze). The first ones to connect are Kazuha and Aether, who think they're in the same physical space because they're both enjoying the sights of where they are. They talk for a bit about travelling, bonding a bit, and they don't even suspect anything until one of them mentions going to do some regional thing that the other is like "huh never heard of it" before the other is like "how have you never heard of it, everyone who comes here knows about it" and as they turn they disconnect, feeling confused as shit as to what just happened. What a trope lmfao, I love. Naturally the last to connect are Venti and Xiao because mmm classic trope of friends having the same secret and keeping it from each other/being unaware the other has the same secret. It's not like they're close friends, you probably wouldn't tell someone you occasionally talk to that you met and befriended like 4 years ago that you're seeing shit in your head. They're definitely shocked and there's some realisation of the things they vaguely shared with each other before both of them have experienced, like fucking- idk Scara fighting someone and them witnessing it and they subtly brought it up vaguely to discuss without going "there's a dude in my head". I wish I had the willpower to write bro. At the very least I could make a drabble series about each interaction and realisation of what was going on. Oh shit my brain just gave me an idea of the first time Kazuha realised they can affect each other, he stops Scara from beating the shit out of someone. (I think I'm imagining Scara as some kind of fucking government agent or spy or ops where it's acceptable to beat the shit out of people- illegally-) Same with Scara not even meaning to defend one of the Sensates (because he's a dickhead, god I love him), but just refusing to watch someone not fight back (probably Aether and NOT Kazuha) or thinking the aggressor deserves to get the shit beaten out of them, so he fights for them. Anyway. Yeah. Neat idea. idk if it's been done yet, all I found was a soulmate au with the sensate connection for Chilumi.

#ayorambles #genshin impact #fanfiction ideas #6reeze #6ale #wanderer #scaramouche #genshin venti #genshin xiao #shikanoin heizou #aether #genshin aether #kaedehara kazuha #crossover #sense8 #idk what I'm doing with the tags

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sapphire-weapon · 6 months

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I just spent a couple days digging through your entire leon tag and I have about 500 horny questions about him, but I’ll spare you most of them and just ask this one lol. you mentioned in one of your headcanon posts that you think older Leon would be the type to want a princess to spoil, and I foamed at the mouth a little bit when I read that. could you elaborate on what a dynamic like that would look like with him? 👉👈

bro i will gladly field 500 horny questions

but here's some headcanons for dicaprio-era Leon:

never uses his real name (and prefers she just call him "daddy" all the time anyway, even in regular conversation. i headcanon that there's one girl in particular that combines both and calls him "daddy scott" which he finds strangely endearing)

lies about what he does for a living. tells girls that the reason why he always has a gun on him is because he works for the IRS (yes IRS agents have to be armed lmao my brother's buddy dave is an IRS agent and that shit has never stopped being goofy to me)

won't date/fuck a girl over 25 (unless she's really special)

never just opens with a horny text. always asks her how her day was first

is lowkey invested in her future and will subtly try to push her in the right direction. will always provide financially anything she might need to get her there (because what the fuck else is he doing with his stupid amounts of money honestly). gifts are rare (if ever) because he doesn't want her to get invested in him in return.

a lot of lap sitting and neck kisses

a lot of compliments

very hands-on. sometimes just takes time to enjoy the way her body feels to the touch.

will always be as gentle as she'll allow him to be; is prone to body worship

however, if she wants to be punished, he'll literally take her over his knee and spank her while deriding her for getting off on it

always tries to make her come twice before he comes once and is usually successful because younger women are easier to crack

insists that their relationship stay as secret as possible (though he understands that she'll probably have that One Friend she tells everything to. and also her hairdresser. this is why he won't use his real name.)

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sunhatllama · 1 year

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Hello, for chreon request: Sick Fic but the sick is a bioweapon 👉👈🥺 who gets got and the consequences are up to u <3 -leonisdumbasallhell🔪

HI @leonisdumbasallhell !! omg you're one of my favorite blogs. I love this premise so I made it quite a bit bigger than I was originally going to, so this is part 1! (I promise the sick part of this sickfic will come eventually LOL)

Rating: M

Contains: blood, strong language, description of injuries

Tags: Married Chreon, Infection, Major Character Injury

Word Count: 1556

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Please Don't Leave Me (Part 1)

A Resident Evil fic request

"—eon. Where...you? Respond."

The fuzzy masculine voice rang in his right ear. It was coming from his earpiece, he realized. Whoever they were sounded worried, but Leon was having a hard time forming coherent thoughts, much less forming words.

He was on the floor, stretched out on his side, and there was an ache in his chest that he was all too familiar with. He had some bruised—if not broken—ribs. Fuck. He groaned, forcing himself to open his eyes, and judging by the way his vision swam, he knew he probably had a concussion.

He looked around and was treated with a blurry sight of the ceiling, ropes and hooks hanging from dark beams. He could hear water lapping against a shoreline and the occasional thump of wooden boats hitting the dock.

"Leon! Please respond, baby," the voice called again, this time more clear, but also louder, and Leon tried not to wince at the volume.

"...what?" Leon replied, pushing himself into a sitting position, swallowing against the nausea building in his throat. The world was spinning and it took everything in him not to fall back to the floor. There was also a strange pulsing in the veins in his arms that he swore was familiar. Looking down, he noticed that there were dark lines streaming down his forearms in a web-like pattern. Infection. He was infected. Part of him knew he should have been worried, but he couldn't find it in himself to care.

"Where are you? You were supposed to be at the rendezvous point 30 minutes ago," a woman spoke, and Leon strained his mind, finally remembering her name. It was Rebecca, how could he have forgotten?

He thought he should answer her question before they yelled again. "Hit my head. By the docks. Might be infected." Each word sent a piercing pain through his skull and he swallowed the rising bile. God, he hated getting hit in the head.

There was a slew of swear words that Leon couldn't distinguish, then a shaky forced breath. "I'm coming for you." That was Chris. Chris was coming. He must have been who was talking to him earlier.

"Keep him talking, he probably has a concussion," Rebecca said, voice wavering slightly. "I'll get the vaccine ready."

"Alright," Chris said, then switched his attention. "Leon?" His voice was soft and Leon let out a sigh of relief. His husband would make everything better. "What can you see from where you are? I need to be able to find you."

Leon tried to focus again, this time putting more effort into it. Chris asked him, so he would try his best. Squinting, his sight realigned and he searched his environment for anything Chris could recognize. The first thing he saw was a pretty big rock from out the window of the building.

"...a boulder."

"A boulder? Okay, good. Anything else, sweetie? Doesn't have to be big."

Leon groaned, letting himself fall back onto the wet floorboards, a musty mist erupting at the impact. He could see blood pooling out of the corner of his eye, the crimson puddle growing the longer he lay. His skin felt like it was on fire and he could feel sweat budding across his hairline and neck, probably mixing with the blood coating his skin. There was a lot of it. Shit. "Hooks," he exhaled, answering Chris's question.

"Okay I think I know where you are," he replied, a little breathless, the earpiece stuttering slightly. "Tell me how you're feeling."

"Hot. Tired." He wasn't feeling very good, his vision turning dark at the edges. He didn’t know if Chris replied, but he couldn’t discern any words over the roaring in his head.

A flurry of heavy footsteps came from his right side and he closed his eyes, the rumbling sending a wave of pain through his head. "Leon!" Chris yelled, this time voice clear and nearly booming, the words echoing against the waves.

Leon tried to turn towards the man, head rolling, but the movement made his vision whiten. "Chris," he whined.

The man kneeled at his side and Leon gasped for breath. It was getting harder to breathe and his chest felt heavy.

"Don't worry, I've got you." In an instant, Leon was lifted off the ground and into his arms and Leon yelped, falling limp, eyes closing. "Stay awake. Please, Leon. C'mon, stay with me."

Leon lost track of time, his mind swimming with every sway of Chris's body, but never entirely falling unconscious, as much as he wished to do so. The man's chest rumbled, the vibrations deep and comforting. The familiar scent of gunpowder, sweat, leather, and something uniquely Chris overwhelmed him and he relaxed even further. A sharp voice came at him and he whined, trying to open his eyes, lids fluttering. A stab to his neck sent him recoiling and he pressed further into his husband’s chest with a cry.

As if a veil had been lifted, some of his pain went away and he finally felt like he could breathe again, a numbness in his limbs he didn’t realize was there dissipating in an instant, a flush of fluid rushing to the tips of his fingers. He gasped, gulping in air now that it was easier.

"That was the vaccine, Leon. You awake?" That was Rebecca.

Leon groaned, opening his eyes more easily than before, seeing Rebecca and Chris in his field of view, blurry faces focusing. "...huh?"

"There you are." Chris's chest rumbled again. The man looked down at him with unmasked relief, holding Leon tightly. He smiled, but his eyes were glassy.

“Hi,” he said, trying to smile, but he didn’t think he succeeded, for Chris frowned the moment he tried.

The man turned to Rebecca, voice wavering for a moment. “Why are his veins still black?”

The words should have worried him, and a part of his brain was sending off alarm bells, but he ignored it. He strained to look at his arms, seeing they were still darker than normal.

“I’m not sure—he should be fine after the vaccine. Doesn’t he have T-Virus immunity and Plaga antibodies?” Leon was annoyed that they were talking about him like he wasn’t there.

“Yes, he does. Shouldn’t that be helping him?”

“I think it is. If this is a mutated form of the virus, the vaccine might not be as effective. I will have to test his blood to be sure. Let’s hurry back to the helicopter before he gets worse. I can check over his other injuries on the ride back.”

“C’n I’sleep?” Leon slurred, feeling a wave of exhaustion come over him. He wanted nothing more than to pass out for a week, waiting for the pain to stop.

Chris looked down at him, squeezing him tighter, an air of alarm radiating from his expression. “No, not yet, baby. Rebecca has to check out that concussion of yours first.”

Leon whined but forced his eyes open a little more, trying to stay awake for Chris. Their pace seemed to speed up and his body started rocking more frequently. His head was going fuzzy again. “Tired, Chr’s.”

“I know, I know,” he murmured, voice wavering with emotion. “Can you try your best for me? We’re almost there.”

The next time Leon was aware, they were maneuvering him into the helicopter and onto a stretcher. He panicked, losing contact with Chris, and tried to struggle against the hands on his body. Chris. Chris. Where was Chris? He felt a sob beginning to build before a hand grasped his in a tight grip.

“I’m here Lee, we just need to get you secured before we fly.”

All of Leon’s energy left in an instant, heaving out a shaky breath. Chris was there. Everything would be okay. He shut his eyes, brow furrowing at the spike of pain in his head.

Soft fingers pried open each of his eyelids and shined a light straight to his retinas. It shocked him, but all he could do was whine and try to turn his head in futile.

A voice from far away spoke. “Pupils… dilated.”

Chris squeezed his hand again. “You’re…great, baby.” Leon could barely hear the words, but they comforted him all the same, and he took a calming breath.

Someone was bandaging his head and arm, something he didn’t know was injured. He supposed that could have been where he was infected. The pressure on his wounds made his back arch as he tried to get away, crying out before gasping for breath. The pressure on his hand tightened and he forced himself to focus on the touch. Leon wanted nothing more than to pass out and not have to deal with this pain, but Chris asked him to try, and he always tried for his husband. Words were passed between the people around him, but he couldn’t catch them all, recognizing, “Infection,” “Concussion,” and “Sick”.

The helicopter blades started to spin and a roaring pierced his ears. He yelped, trying to lift his arms to cover the reverberating sound. Hands grabbed his head gently and surprisingly moved to cover Leon’s ears for him, and he melted at the touch, deflating as the deafening roar lessened.

Before he could thank whoever was helping, another stab in his neck sent him careening into blessed unconsciousness.

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