#these can easily also be platonic and there will be two for each li

[luselih]

Hiya! I wanna know if you'd write a scenario/drabble about the reader being the "emotional support demon" for the upper moons. Like they all collectively allow the reader to show some sort of affection towards them. (Preferably SFW pls)

ask/summary: demon!reader is emotional support demon for all 6 uppermoons!

content warnings | i tried to made it sweet but realistic, mentioned killing, possessiveness and obsessiveness (kinda yandare if you squint) , 5 love languages, comfort/fluff a bit too i guess? contains later manga stuff so manga spoilers!…

a/n - #1 i made this with mix of everything, i think it can be seen as platonic/non-romantical in most of settings (i think?)

#2 also reader is initially chubby hinted/written in mind so it’s up in text somewhere but i think i didn’t emphasized it too much so i guess anyone could read! Gender is not mentioned much too, maybe just some feminine parts couple of times.

#3 i so sorry for being inactive, i am graduating high school in 2 months so i gotta get grades and everything also i already wrote this but tumblr deleted it so i gotta do it again 💔

It was definitely very...very surprising and confusing for other lesser demons to see such... non scary scenes in front of them, especially one who were lowermoons and see them on more “regular" basis than others, who was that demon?

You were there practically chilling amongst uppermoons, one whi could kill any human or demon alive being so... tolerant with you? No one even remembers how did you even spawn in Infinity Castle at one of meetings they had with Muzan, yet everyone seemed to sooner or later get comfortable with you around, your presence giving each individual some kind of comfort to them...

Kokushibo only likes to spend some quality time with you after it took him a long time to get comfortable and used to you, now reading books or playing hanafuda together. He liked your presence when he got time to spend without training or killing people. It reminded him of his past self and life, his wife and two kids he left to chase his dream, it brings a sense of domestic warmth and comfort in his lonely life for the second time in his life after he willingly lost it. He even consider having you all to himself, what can other demons do about it? absolutely nothing.

Douma likes to receive physical affection and acts of service from you. He loves when you put your head on his chest, his arms wrapping around your waist and pulling you in his lap as low beings (humans) or different called his followers in Eternal Paradise Faith as you two listens to them and gives them advices. He simply cannot choose between having you close to him or when you go out and easily collect new followers that are especially young human women that he can eat sooner or later, he simply adores you <3

Akaza crave quality time and words of affirmation from you, or better said someone. He is living for a second time to avenge his death fiancée, but as any other being he grows to be closer to you. He can only pray that Koyuki isn’t jealous or mad at him as you praise him while watching moon together , your beautiful smile shining underneath moonlight as he caught a glimpse of her in you :(

Hantengu needs words of affirmation to survive due his constant suffering from his past self, all kills, lies and evil is laying heavily on his soul so he stoped crying as much as before. (i don’t like him so this is bad, sorry not sorry 🤷‍♀️)

Gyokko prefers to receive acts of service and gift giving as a form of affection from you, since he lives in vases he started liking you when you gifted him a handmade vase. He liked it very much that he almost considered living in that one instead of this he was using that was given by Douma. He absolutely loved when you cleaned all of his vases once, even organized them in order by shape, size, pattern and color :)

Daki + Gyutaro needs all 5 love languages, so count on words of affirmation, acts of service, receiving gifts, quality time, and physical touch. They were kids/very young when they died so they considered you as a sibling/guardian/prerent in some way. Letting you tend their needs and expectations, they also wants you all to themselves sooner or later :3

#bambi’s ✍️ #demon slayer #demon slayer x reader #demon slayer x y/n #demon slayer x you #kimetsu no yaiba #kimetsu no yaiba x reader #kimetsu no yaiba x you #kimetsu no yaiba x y/n #kokushibo x reader #douma x reader #akaza x reader #hantengu x reader #gyokko x reader #daki x reader #gyutaro x reader

[cursedkeyboard]

PAY ATTENTION ● Older brother Suguru & Younger sibling!Reader

what happens when suguru's cute younger sibling, who'd usually talk his ear off and cling to him, suddenly starts to... do their own thing?

Pairings: Platonic Suguru Geto x Younger sibling!Reader

As we know, Suguru is a rather mature teenager

He carries this air of elegance, always putting on a polite smile and spilling pleasantries past his lips like sweetened lies

But we also know that Suguru can be childish around the right people

So it's not a surprise to anyone close to him that when his younger sibling, you, stops following around like a lost puppy, Suguru immediately starts to sulk

You're only three years younger than Suguru, fourteen to his seventeen

You two always had a close relationship, closer than most siblings tend to have

Suguru loves spending time with you, to him, you're easily the funniest kid he knows

It's hard for him to ever calm down completely since he's constantly stressed with the sorcerer world

But every day when he goes home and you're in the living room or in your room, it's like he can finally breathe

Because before Satoru, you were Suguru's only friend

His little mini-me, partner in crime, best friend

You two clicked and moved like one, so in tune with each other he always marveled at how most siblings tend to hate each other

Of course, the two of you do fight sometimes

Over who gets to take a shower first, who ate the leftovers, who gets to watch what on TV

"Did you use my shampoo?"

"The one you keep hiding from me? Yeah."

"You little– That's expensive."

"That's why I used it, Suguru."

You two are siblings after all, what kind of siblings never fight?

But he never felt the kind of animosity and distrust so many brothers and sisters feel around each other, the kind that made them roll their eyes whenever they even got close to their siblings

To Suguru, you're his little sunshine, someone he'll protect until the day he keels over and dies

Not that he'll ever tell you that

(number one rule of siblingship: Never be too touchy-feely)

So imagine his surprise when the little punk who usually follows his every step, always under his elbow, asking him to hang out or help with homework, stays glued to the phone even when he sits in the same room

Like.... what?

You barely greet him, a half hearted "Hey, you're home." falling from your lips without even looking at him, and he's offended and hurt at the same time

You're fourteen, sure

He knows you'd start pulling away from him now that you have more than a couple of friends, more subjects to study, and... uh..

Puberty

But he thought it'd go away after a bit, that you'd go back to being his cute little sibling once you realized he is so much cooler than the kids your age

He'd walk past your open door multiple times a day after coming home, trying to see if you were going to invite him to hang out

He'd make tea with a mouthwatering fragrance, put on your favorite show, talk to your parents about going to a very trendy and fun place you'd surely want to go with

Damn, at some point he'd probably even talk to Satoru on the phone, loudly, because he knows you're curious about the pretty white haired teen who always teases you whenever he sees you around Suguru's home

But even then, nothing

Nothing at all

Suguru feels like he's watching the baby he helped learn how to walk turn into an adult and leave him behind

And as a big brother, he's upset, a little petty, and worst of all;

Sulky

Of course, Satoru and Shoko definitely notice, because although Suguru is quiet, he's not staying in a corner looking out of the window while listening to sad music and reminiscing quiet

And of course, they both make fun of him when he explains the situation

"And here I thought Gojo was the unreasonable one."

"Hahaha! I– I can't believe! You're sulking because the little brat isn't talking to you?!"

"Shut up, Satoru, and don't call my baby sibling a brat."

"Hah! You're such a loser, Suguru!"

Needless to say, when Suguru comes home and you're still glued to your phone in the living room, he's not in the greatest of moods

You barely look up when he drops his bag on the table

"Welcome back, Susu."

And because no one ever made a law saying Suguru can't act like Satoru sometimes, the teen flops on the couch and hugs a pillow, not answering you

That, you notice

Your brother always talks to you when he comes back home, even when he is all banged up from whatever they do at school

The sight that greets you is... something

Embarrassing, endearing, definitely pathetic for your big brother

Suguru is pouting, looking down at the pillow his strangling to his chest, his knees pulled up to make himself smaller

Not that it works, he's built like a bean pole

His shoulders brush yours, because even though he's mad, he still misses his cute– annoying little sibling

"Suguru?"

...

"Mr. Suguruuuu....?"

...

"Hey, what's wrong?"

He turns his face away, his hair slapping your face, and pushes more of his body against yours

"What the– Dude, you're squashing me! Suguru, what's wrong with you?!"

Suguru still says nothing, silently letting more and more of his weight to lower on top of you until you're smushed against the couch

Once you're a baby sibling pancake, Suguru finally opens his mouth

"So now you're paying attention to me, huh?"

... Huh?

"Huh?"

Suguru huffs, his hair all over your face, body much bigger and heavier than yours not allowing you to move an inch even though you struggle, and squeezes his pillow

"No, it's fine. Go ahead, ignore your big brother all you want. It's not like I helped mom and dad raise you."

"... Are you kiddi–"

"Yeah, keep your eyes glued to your phone, don't need to talk to me or don't hang out with me– actually, don't even look at me at all, since I'm sure you'd much rather look at your phone."

"You're being such a chil–"

"No, no, by all means! It's not like I miss you or anything."

You sighed with some effort, because Suguru is still on top of you and he's not a lightweight, and thump your head against the soft couch

Sure, you know you've been a little distant from your big brother

But, hey, you're fourteen now!

You have your friends and stuff you wanna do without your brother around

And, really, Suguru is a hypocrite

Ever since he started high school he wouldn't stop talking about the white haired cutie

Which you understood, if only visually because Satoru would often call you pint-sized Suguru

But he also spends time with other people!

"You do know I have other friends."

"So I don't matter to you anymore, is that it?"

"No, I'm just not gonna hang out with you all the time!"

"Well, you haven't been hanging out with me at all."

"Urgh!"

"Yeah, urgh."

God, you really wish more people knew about how pouty and clingy your big bro can get

Maybe they'd stop thinking he was this mature and chill guy

You groan against the couch and your brother presses his back down, pushing the air out of your lungs

"You're so annoying!"

"You used to say you wanted to be just like me when you grew up."

This guy...

You sigh, relaxing and surrendering

You're supposed to meet up your friends this weekend to watch a movie, but two of them can't make it so everyone gave up on it

Might as well use the opportunity

"Fine– I'm sorry, okay? Do– Do you wanna watch a movie this weekend? The one that just came out?"

Suguru stops for a second, letting some of his weight off of you and allowing you to breathe properly

He mutters the name of the movie and you confirm it

"Hmm..."

You can hear the smile on his face and you scoff, the exact same smile pulling at your lips too

"If you promise you'll pay more attention to your neglected older brother, then yeah."

Oh, you so want to take it back

But then again, now that he brought it up, you also miss him

If only a little

Like, a smidge

"Fine, I won't ignore you anymore. Happy?"

Suguru took a moment to answer before turning around to press a loud and gross older brother kiss on the back of your head

Now you have to take a shower

"Very happy."

He sounds smug and satisfied, finally a little more relaxed

He really did miss you so much

You're his baby, okay? Growing up too fast will only give him heartaches

And now Suguru can tell Satoru that you don't hate him

Everyone wins

...

"Hey, can you get off now?"

"Hmmm, no, I'm comfortable."

"Well, I'm not! Get off, Suguru!"

"Don't feel like it."

"Suguru!"

#geto suguru #geto suguru x reader #jjk suguru #geto x reader #platonic geto suguru x reader #younger sibling reader #platonic #sibling reader #jujutsu kaisen #suguru x reader #gender neutral reader #gn!reader #suguru x gender neutral reader

[nobodylivesson]

The Black Cat

Fandom : Call of Duty: Modern Warfare II

Pairing : Task Force 141 X Male Reader(Platonic)

Request? No

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I sat quietly at the back end of the car, wanting nothing more than to take a quick shower now that we were about to reach Alejandro’s base and get some fucking sleep

These last few days with the tension of missiles hanging above our heads had everyone including Simon very serious but now with it gone they can all take a breath

But something wasn’t sitting right with like a nagging feeling constantly pricking my chest since I saw the missile detonate

I sighed and focused my sights outside in the darkness when a voice beside me asked “Still worried about something, (Y/N)? I presumed with the mission done, everyone would be happy but it looks like things still trouble you”

My mouth formed a thin line and with a calm face I faced Phillip Graves, another thing that has been bugging me for a long time

He and his shadow company have helped Task Force 141 a lot and I know Captain Price holds him in good regard but this was the first mission when I had met Graves face to face yet he has been trying to get to know me personally, too much for my comfortability

“Nothing much Graves, just some good old fatigue kicking in my systems after finally getting done with all that shit. Was thinking of all the things that are left to be done by us regarding the mission and thinking about it just made me feel more tired all over again” I lied smoothly while facing the front with my hands folded over my chest

My gut intuitions were never wrong and I know I shouldn’t be suspicious of someone new I had just met but you can never be less cautious, something Ghost always told me

“But why do I feel like there is more to it than you are letting on to me, I thought we have become close enough to share some secrets” Graves says with a smile like that of a Perfect A+ student making me internally roll my eyes

“Oh Graves, I think the tiredness is hitting you also for you to assume I am hiding things for I have shared everything I can think of with keeping our friendship in my mind. Anything more than that can be only shared if you become my lover which I, unfortunately, can’t just make anyone claim me like that” I say with a chuckle with my eyes still closed and I can instantly feel the atmosphere dropping inside the car

“Sergent, we don’t need to go that far I just wished we had a good relationship since General Shepard tells a lot about you” Graves tries to say with his usual tone but being a veteran, I can easily make out the anger hidden under his friendly words

I shrug my shoulder and look at him again with a smile before saying “I think we have already made that friendship Graves, if you want more try that out with Ghost or Captain Price, they are in desperate need of more friends. Anyway since your work is almost done I doubt we both will be meeting each other for a long time so creating extra friendliness would be saddening, you know?” As a matter of fact

But simply replied Graves “Well we can’t say for sure for the future might always change”

(Y/N) felt a shudder at this as a feeling of danger rang inside him but before he could say anything their car stopped just in front of the gates of Los Vaqueros which were guarded by Shadow Company’s soldiers

“What is happening here, Graves?” I asked in a low voice with my eyes pointed at the stationed soldiers of his to which Graves smiled and said in a hushed voice “It will be better for everyone if you stay put inside the car, (Y/N)” before getting down off the car with the other two soldiers while I see Alejandro get down from the car behind us

I quietly open the door by side and pop my head out to look at Ghost coming out of his side, giving me the look he always gives whenever he feels that shit is about to happen

I feel anger boiling inside my depts as I hear how General Shepard and Graves wanted us to fall back and everything was to be taken over by Shadow Company. I knew things were not right but I didn’t think it was as deep as this and I can see that Graves wanted to do more than just ‘take over’' this mission. 

If not stopped with this bullshit things can go out of control, so I tried to step out of the car but Ghost stopped me with a shake of his head when I heard Graves say “Your men have been detained” and all hell broke loose as Alejandro pounced at Graves only to be pinned at our car

I swing open my door at once when I hear gunshots being fired towards Soap and see Simon hit the guard behind him, slipping a knife down my sleeve into my palm, I quickly kill the soldier waiting near my left side

Ghost turns around to disable another soldier coming towards him as I shoot another soldier towards my right when I get into high alert with Soap’s painful grunt heard after I saw an onslaught of bullets fired towards him

I make eye contact with Ghost who instantly can see my next actions and falls to the ground while I take leverage of the open window to jump on top of the car, surprising the soldiers on the other side

Without giving them any time, I shoot down the two guards with my gun before jumping down from the car roof in front of the unconscious Alejandro and saw Soap has managed to run down the hill

 Graves who was going towards Ghost came out from the gap between my car and the one behind but couldn’t even turn as I jumped at his back to twist his hands, disarmed him and held a knife near his throat’s vital point

Immediately, the remaining soldiers paused upon seeing this but Graves just relaxed before asking “Well very crafty at your hands, aren’t ya? But would the value of your comrade be enough for slitting my throat? We can be less hostile, right?”

My eyes quickly look back and see that a sniper from the upper deck post of the gates has his sight on Alejandro, making my grip tighten but lowered my knife slowly before throwing it to the ground and releasing Graves to raise my hands high

“Now that’s a good boy! General Shepard always did say that Sergent Chat Noir was a fabulous and important member of Task Force 141 yet his weakness lies in his care for his fellow soldiers. Want to wish this inability of you didn’t exist at this moment, right?” Graves asked with a smirk  as my hands were being tied down

I just blankly looked at him and tilted my head to look behind him when a huff escaped my nose and said “It seems sometimes arrogance makes the Great Phillip Graves forget the other factors of the situation”

Graves must have immediately realised what I meant by looking where I was looking as he turned around and cautiously went around the last car’s end to see Ghost had vanished

I can feel Graves's frustration as he looks down the hill where Soap has escaped and angrily spews “FUCK! I need you all to find ‘em!” before looking at me as I was held up by the two soldiers holding my tied hands, Alejandro held beside as well

“Well, at least we got the feline under control and would be getting the other two rouges soon. Don’t worry (Y/N), I will be giving you a visit soon for some personal talks till then enjoy some rest that you wanted!” Graves said while signalling for us to be taken away

I simply laughed at this as I walked towards the gates and shouted “WELL GRAVES! You will be getting the game of Chase of your life cause Sergent Soap and Lt.Ghost can handle babies like you with the back of their hands”

How amusing it was to watch to see Graves's dirty face scrunched in anger as I looked back before turning around and continuing to laugh

Oh hell is about to be thrown in the streets of Las Almas this night

In one of the dimly lit rooms of the prison of Las Almas, a man simply waited for his capturer to come as he slept on the ground with his hands behind his head and a leg popped on top of another

Since he had nothing better to do he decided to catch up on some sleep as he knew he would need his energy soon when his teammates came to get him

He was thrown here right after being tied for god knows what reason but being agitated or hyper about a situation you can’t do anything about is not his forte so he just chilled

That is until he heard the steel door of the room move and creak before it slowly opened, his eyes still closed and his body still relaxed

“Oh, it seems being locked here seems like a field trip for our prisoner for him to be so relaxed in the cell. So much for being part of Task Force 141” a voice hit the sleeping guy’s ear making him laugh in his mind

“Shush, don’t say unnecessary things. We do our things and bring him out as Sir Graves ordered. Now wake him up and be careful” another voice said in caution

“Hahaha, what can a sleeping man do! I have seen him throughout our whole mission and unlike Ghost or Soap, Sergeant Chat Noir was just laid back and seemed to survive somehow, makes me wonder if he got into special forces through connection” the first soldier says in mockery

“Oi mate! I don’t think-” the second soldier tried to warn but the other man interrupted him by saying “Nice to say? Or do you want to say safe? Come on and look at the situation, I don’t think anyone is gonna have the authority to question us about what we do here anymore cause we are the law now, definitely not this cat who got his tail caught” before standing near the sleeping man

(Y/N) at once opened his eyes and with his popped-up leg, kicked the standing soldier in his side making the soldier lose his sense. (Y/N) just held the front of the soldier and propelled that guy to the ground using his soldier, then badly twisted his right arm making it break and the soldier screamed in agony

The other soldier who saw all this happen was still gaping in shock when he realized (Y/N) was looking at him but he couldn’t even get his gun when one bullet hit each of his legs making him scream as well before a strong kick by (Y/N) made the soldier knock out cold

(Y/N) now calmly stands as he observes his work where the first soldier was still groaning in pain while the second was out cold yet it seemed he was not done yet as he turned towards the first soldier to do something more but stopped after hearing a voice

“I think if you feel the need to survive, you would leave those two boys alone, Sergeant” Graves's voice cuts through the cold atmosphere and (Y/N) already knows a gun is pointed at his back

(Y/N) simply just throws away the gun at his side and turns towards Graves with a broad smile as if he just didn’t demolish two of his soldiers with ease and muses “Nothing much, Graves just was trying to teach a life lesson to your soldiers who don’t know the meaning of being cautious no matter the situation. This kind of attitude would cost you in the far end, not me” as he comes out of his cell with his hands behind his head

Two new soldiers immediately withhold him while a third one goes to check on the soldiers inside

“Well do tell me how your presence Graves graces me?” (Y/N) asks mockingly to which the said man pays no mind and starts with a rant of his own

“As I have said before, General Shepard holds high regard for you and admires your skills. He feels your skills are being not given the importance they need under Price’s leadership and Task Force 141. That’s why, General Sheaprd has an offer for you. Join the Shadow Company and become General Shepard’s man, you will obtain everything you desire. Leave this useless piece of uniform and join the real army” Graves says as he holds (Y/N) face up by his chin

(Y/N) didn’t show any emotion like a trained person and Graves just frowned

“What will happen if I decline this offer?” the other soldier asks to which Graves smiles and replies “You will be pushed into the cell with Captain Alejandro after which we shall go out to kill Ghost and Soap. We will think after that what shall be done with you and of the missile crisis”

Suddenly (Y/N) starts to giggle before fully laughing confusing everyone around him

“Are you naive enough to think that your men have the capabilities to kill a ghost and its guard dog? An Undead can’t be killed twice and a loyal hound would do anything to protect its master, even bite your arrogant head to pieces. You all might be hunters of the dark but those two are the ones who control the dark, so I wonder who would end up being hunted in the end” (Y/N) mockingly laughter echoing around the floor

The soldiers paled at this thing and Graves for the first time showed his anger, face distorting with scorn and his hand harshly brought (Y/N)’s closure to his, their noses almost touching

“Well then, when I drag and throw both of their bodies in front of you I wonder how you will react, Black Noir. Maybe then you would be willing enough to change your mind and join along this side, under my leadership” Graves lowly whispers to which (Y/N) continues to smile

“First let’s see you make do it and then we shall discuss my reaction. Take back your worthless offer and let me rest up in the cell, the only person who commands me is Captain Price and one team I have joined will be Task Force 141 forever. A person impersonating a captain is just arrogant and shallow, not worthy of being my leader” all stated making Graves growl before harshly kicking (Y/N) on the stomach

(Y/N) winches at this yet still maintains his eye contact with Graves

“If it weren’t General Shepard’s orders you would be twenty feet under the ground sergeant, always remember that. Put him in the cell with the other one” Graves says it all as he prepares to open the door of Alejandro's cell and (Y/N) only rolls his eyes at this when he notices the soldiers he has beaten up being escorted out after being given first aid probably to be taken to a hospital

(Y/N) eyes shine and he loudly says “Oh soldier it seems you have woken up” making the soldier who was speaking shit about him sharply look at him with a fear stricken face

It made (Y/N) feel a jolt of excitement and he continued saying “Well soldier I wanted to tell about why I had Black Noir as my codename but you were not in the state to here, so listen. Black cats are known to give bad luck to those whom they presume as their enemy and on a battlefield I am the worst luck any enemy can stumble upon if they wished to return alive. Remember that when we meet again, soldiers” his voice suggested which everyone understood including Graves who simply opened the door to make sure none of his veins was popping out of anger

“Los fantasmas no existen, hasta que te topas con ellos. Remember this Graves Philip, when you go out today for your so called hunt. I shall see you soon” was all (Y/N) said before he was thrown inside the cell

(Y/N) straightens himself and sighs when he notices Alejandro standing at the end of the cell looking at him with frowned eyes

“Thought you would throw a fit when the door got opened, Amigo” the shorter male says with a grin to Alejandro who says with a sigh “Well after the storm you kicked up outside I knew that if I did something irrational now, I would get killed”

(Y/N) chuckles as takes a seat on the ground with his back and head being supported to the wall after going through all that shit, also the pain in his stomach from being kicked was still troubling him

Alejandro comes to take a seat beside the closed-eye male, for after a long time (Y/N) felt a little peace coming to him

Alas, he couldn’t take a rest with Alejandro’s eyes drilling holes at his side

“Something bugging you or is my face to guapo de manejar, Amigo?” (Y/N) asks jokingly to which he receives a punch at his right arm and a huff as a reply as silence again takes place

“If you want to say something just go ahead, I will be listening to you Sire” (Y/N) says while looking towards Alejandro with serious eyes making the said man just shake his head before seriously asking “Why did you stay behind, Sergeant (Y/N)? I have heard enough about your skills from Lieutenant Ghost and Sergeant Soap  to know that you had enough chances to escape with them and wouldn’t it have benefited us all if all three of you escaped”

(Y/N) hums and looks front while stroking his chin with his finger as if thinking deeply but instantly turns back to Alejandro with a smile seemingly an answer ready

“My instincts at that moment told me that creating a diversion and getting all the attention would be the best course of action if we wanted everything alright” (Y/N) says with a shrug to which Alejandro looks at him with a face thinking ‘Are you crazy or shit?’ before saying “Are ya serious? Just your instincts were enough for you to do this? Just as Ghost said you are one hell of a crazy burro”

“Damn gotta tell Leutinant to stop talking about me behind my back, instead do it more openly while we all talk together so I can hear these compliments in real time and feel great” (Y/N) says with a snicker and seeing Alejandro’s unimpressed look return back to the topic “I mean my instincts isn’t just purely instincts, I mean my trusts on the other, the knowledge about the other party, the best way to approach the situation and minimal damage to comrades also play a big part”

Alejandro asks with a raised eyebrow “You trust your comrades enough to know they would be able to come over here on their own?” to which (Y/N) simply “Do you not trust them enough? Or else you would definitely have tried to escape earlier when I entered no matter the risk, Sire”

Both men stare at each other for some time but Alejandro is the first one to break it as he sighs before he moves close to (Y/N)’s ear as if to say something confidential

“I would have never asked to work with the team if I didn’t believe in them. If both men can clear through the city and reach the safe house I told them about, Rudolf who also hasn’t been caught will be able to help them from there” Alejandro whispers making (Y/N) lean back at the wall in ease

If (Y/N) was being honest, no matter how much confidence he showed regarding his teammates' success, worry still lingered in some corner of his heart about how they would proceed with this mission and he didn’t want them to risk their lives. These guys were the only people (Y/N) called his family and friends, something happening to them would be devastating, to say the least, but he can relax now

“Well then we just sit back and can only wait now” (Y/N) says with a hum to which Alejandro asks “Oh, so we are done and ready?”

“Yes of course, now we just wait till those two are done with their Parade of death against the Shadows and make it clear who returns to the ground, us or those bastards”

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There is not much to say, just that I have shown my face once to make people know I am not dead yet

#x male reader #cod mw2 #mw2 #call of duty mw2 #cod mwii #ghost mw2 #modern warfare 2 #soap mw2 #price mw2 #alejandro mw2 #graves mw2 #gaz mw2

[yanderes-galore]

For the new requests, could I ask you to do a Transformers Animated Blitzwing concept

Sure! I'll try to keep it vague for darling. Sorry if something is OOC, still very new to the series. Hope I still get his character right :)

Yandere! TF:A! Blitzwing Concept

Pairing: Romantic/Platonic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Multiple personalities I guess? (It's Blitzwing, I would think that's expected), Obsession, Stalking, Manipulation, Jealousy, Violence, Murder mention, Forced partnership, Kidnapping.

First of all, Blitzwing has three alters.

An icy strategist.

A short-tempered hothead.

Lastly, a random nutcase.

Each persona would play a role into his obsession with his darling.

He's also pretty powerful, being able to become a tank, jet, and robot.

There's no doubt Blitzwing would prove to be dangerous to you.

You'll also notice him talking to himself alot.

It is shown he can have conversations with himself.

They usually involve you.

His obsession most likely makes Blitzwing unable to focus at the start.

This is because how it starts is usually with one persona.

Then it spreads to the others over time.

His strategist persona does most of the planning.

He doesn't express much in terms of affection but he is the most put together.

This persona plans most of the stalking, kidnapping, manipulation, etc towards his darling.

He essentially does most of the thinking in the obsession.

Hopefully the other personas go along with his plans.

Then there's the more aggressive and hotheaded personality.

This persona tends to be more in charge of his jealousy and violence.

If Blitzwing is angered or jealous then you'll see his hotheaded side more.

His strategist personality makes his jealousy more controlled so really they both work on this when it comes to plotting murders.

His random persona is the most affectionate one and very unreadable.

While Blitzwing is in this mode you'll be smothered in affection more than the other two.

The question is... do the personas fight over you?

Most likely yes... at least the strategist and short-tempered one do.

The more random persona just doesn't care.

If Blitzwing can trap you in him or not if you were a human, maybe?

That tends to be when you hear him talk to himself.

He's arguing....

We don't see many Decepticons have humans in them so that's up to speculation.

You probably don't want to be in him anyways.

He's unstable and jet/tank mode conflict too often to be safe.

He can't take chances.

Blitzwing probably doesn't mind being given/forcing affection out of you.

The strategist tolerates it and expects it if he orders it.

"It's good you're obedient. Unlike some bots...."

The hotheaded persona is rather aggressive with taking affection from you.

"About time! I've been waiting for this moment!"

The random persona adores affection no matter how he gets it.

"Oooh! You like me too, don't you!? I knew it!"

Blitzwing would abduct you, when it happens varies.

It can be a long while of stalking before he takes you.

Or almost right away once he gets jealous.

You'll never be able to predict him or his obsession.

Decepticons are skilled in manipulation and lies, he'd probably threaten his darling around at times.

Or ask you to dance... honestly depends.

Blitzwing also doesn't mind a bit of murder.

Humans fall easily to his attacks...

Autobots will be sent offline if they had anything to do with you.

Decepticons? It'll be harder but he'll figure something out.

You need to be on your toes around him.

He'll go from forcing you to be obedient to cooing over how cute you are.

The scariest part of Blitzwing is the fact he's unpredictable.

That and the fact he can work with himself enough to find you if you escape him.

He's a Decepticon fast on land and the air.

He'd freeze your road to escape or blow something up to block the way.

Even if he's unstable at times, he'll still able to outsmart you.

He tries not to harm you, but if he does it's by accident.

The best way to escape is to make his personalities fight against each other.

Even then he'll quickly pull himself together if it meant keeping you...

With Blitzwing... you have to adapt as you go.

#yandere transformers animated #yandere transformers #yandere tfa blitzwing #yandere blitzwing

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Red Thoughts

Aka a blob of my biggest thoughts on Madam Red and Grelle because there were and always will be the best ship in Black Butler. This is dedicated to @pop-roxs both as an apology and because I was supposed to do a redcliffe analysis anyways and then things happened so yeah. This is for you Water, you absolute cool legend

Enjoy everyone!

Grelle Sutcliff and Angelina Dalles were never meant to love each other. In every lifetime, in every iteration, in every timeline- these two were never meant to be. Controversial, I know, but let me explain.

When we're introduced to Madam Red and Grelle in the red butler arc, they're the eccentric aunt and useless butler, nothing more, nothing less. As time goes on, we learn more about Ann and her life that she believes was taken away from her. We learn about her affection for Ciel and how, as much as she wants to love him for being the family she has and the last part of her sister that's left, all that she can feel is resentment as he also represents the life that she never got due to her sister marrying the love of her life. The main takeaways from Grelle before her transforming into the reaper we now know and love is that she's just a useless butler. She's meant to take the most unassuming role she can in order for her and Ann's murder time to go off without a hitch. That's literally it.

Then they get found out by Ciel and Sebastian and all of the backstory starts to fall into place.

Ann is grieving; she never stopped, even three years after the back to back death of her baby, her husband, and her sister and her family. When her baby and husband died, she didn't allow herself to grieve as she should have. And just when she might have gotten to a place where she could physically start to pick herself back up, the world that didn't seem like it could get any bleaker went pitch black with the fire at the Phantomhive manor. Overnight, Ann lost her sister, the love of her life, and her nephews to boot. She could barely stand to lose her baby and husband, how was she supposed to recover from this?

Her resent grew and grew until, as we know, Ann started killing. She was Madam Red, doctor and social figure, during the day and a murderer, one who wanted to take from others what the world had taken from her, by night. It's only natural that someone who wouldn't- practically couldn't- allow herself to properly feel be able to be manipulated so easily. There were sharks in the water, and her blood was the easiest to detect.

In comes the shark, Grelle Sutcliff: grim reaper obviously not happy with the person they are and has no idea how to compensate for that without making it their whole personality. Grelle says that she felt for Ann, missing the piece that would make her a true woman in the eyes of the world just as she was. Grelle claimed she saw a piece of herself in Madam Red and wanted to help her, intrigue taking over and ending with her abandoning the dispatch for years and breaking the rules of her organization. I'm not saying that she lied, but that's exactly what I'm saying.

Grelle was already unstable, Ann's similar state of unstableness just made it all the more useful when it came to using her. Grelle probably felt alive with Ann, in either a platonic or romantic sense. With this mortal, she didn't have to worry about the weight of a life. The only list was those who threw away the link between the Rippers, not one full of boring collections bound by rules and regulations. Sure, she had to trade her blood red hair in for a more human look, but Ann wouldn't leave her; she needed Grelle just as much as Grelle needed her.

All of this to get to the point that they used each other. That's all that it was meant to be. The universe never meant for them to fall in love, it meant for them to slowly kill each other until someone fell; the ironic part is that they did fall, just in a different way. Grelle fell first, and Madam Red fell harder. Them falling in love wasn't meant to happen, but they did, and what would be a more ultimate punishment than forcing you to kill your loved one?

It was a game that the two played- who would kill the other first. It was inevitable that Grelle kill Ann because (besides the obvious immortality reason) Grelle threw Ann off the deep end. They enabled each other's rage and, while Grelle would be able to rehabilitate to some degree, Ann would never be able to. Ann's fire never burned out, rather, it raged on, and continues to rage on in Ciel and Grelle. Ciel still remembers the hesitation of his aunt and as much as the brat may want to say that he didn't care about her, he very much did so. He regrets her death, even if he knows it was always going to happen. Ciel carries the weight of Ann's life in his heart, and will continue to do so until he either frees himself of his revenge or dies (this is part of the reason why I want Madam Red to come back as a bizarre doll, I want to see this child suffer), but I digress. Grelle carries Ann with her, physically, with her coat and, emotionally, by doing the one thing Ann never could: moving on.

They lived and worked with each other for three years. Ann and Grelle enabled each other's rage for three years. Ann died filled with that rage. Grelle killed her as an impulse through that rage. Grelle thought about that rage while she was locked up and let it pass through. Grelle moved on from the rage that Ann passed away holding on to. She keeps the coat as a reminder to not succumb to the rage again, lest she lose another person who understood her.

Is this a mess and this last part probably doesn't make sense? Yes. Regardless, my point is that Ann and Grelle enabled each other and it's because of this that they never were meant to fall in love to begin with. The universe played a cruel trick on them and, in the end, Grelle was able to feel the weight of a life, choosing to continue to carry that weight with her as a reminder of what it feels like. This relationship is vast and complex and one day I will conquer it and reach the peak of the mountain. Unfortunately, it is 10 PM and I have work tomorrow, so today is not that day. Until next time, my friends, this has been another one of Em's analyses.

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antarctic idiots [pt.6] - c! technoblade

summary; in which two anarchist piglins adopt an ender boy.

genre; child! ranboo, piglin hybrid! reader, slight canon divergence from dream smp, fluff, found family au is my shit, reader is now ranboo’s parent i don’t make the rules, techno is a grumpy father but it’s okay you love him, realistic minecraft? (idk how to describe it-), uh angst (if you squint)

pairing; c! technoblade x reader, platonic! ranboo x reader

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a/n; regarding techno's death, i have decieded to continue this series after it's long hiatus. i am not trying to stain techno's death with writing. i see this as keeping his character alive and keeping the memory of him alive. i am also coping this way. kind of. i was really sad about his death on the day it happened but now i'm feeling much different in a good way. i dont think techno would want to see any of us sad especially since he was usually the reason we smiled and not why we cried and i intend to keep it that way.

i will be writing for techno but i refuse to do anything nsfw with him as that just feels so disrespectful to him. obviously if there is any statement from his family about fanfics, this will be taken down.

i will continue to write for techno.

i am saying this to lighten this note, techno himself wrote fanfics about hypixel so there's not much of difference between him and a lot of other writers out there. if you don't like what i'm doing, that's fine, to each their own. i like to think i'm preserving his memory like artists.

today was the festival. you hadn't prepared too much (because how did you really need to prepare for a bombing), only bringing your armor and your trusty sword. you were with techno,, the male wondering if wilbur and tommy were coming to join you both.

"no, techno, they can't. they were exiled."

a beat of silence before, "hah, losers. imagine not being invited, L." techno said as you started to walk to l'manburg. you and techno meet up with other citizens and friends of l'manburg. techno greeting them much easier than you were. you didn't even know why you were invited in the first place, who else knew about you helping pogtopia? "is this where everyone who actually got invited meet up?" techno asked as you noticed some familiar faces. he started to ramble a bit though it didn't last long.

you stood behind techno, both of your shadows looming over the much shorter people in the crowd.

"oh, fundy is here."

"yeah! i got some fun games!" you looked at the fox hybrid. he showed the dunking tank, pranking poor niki for a moment. "hey, hey, technoblade! you have a trident right?" the male piglin nodded. "you think you can shoot yourself into the tank?"

"uh, i can try." techno offered, standing in the lake. his arm rose up in the air as he aimed for the sky, but before he could fly, “you’re not gonna drown me in the tank, right?”

“no.” fundy said, the sly fox was very obvious with his intentions, however techno didn’t seem to mind. 

“alright, doesn’t sound like something you would do.” techno shrugged before flying up in the air and into the dunk tank. 

“i would not trust fundy-” niki started but got cut off by the male piglin.

“i made it.” his voice muffled due to his helmet and the water. he partly made it. his head was just in the dunk tank while the rest of him hung out on the edge of it. you laughed a little bit as techno goes back to the lake to try again. he made it this time, yelling in victory before he looks up to see a block above his head.

laughing loudly, fundy looks at the piglin, “i lied.”

you and niki start to help him as techno starts rambling, “i should’ve expected this. well, this is the end for me. any second now i’m gonna drown.” he said dramatically. you put your helping to a stop, remembering what the pink haired male told you about his armor. you knew that technoblade won’t die this easily.

“hey, does anyone have popcorn? i want to see how this ends.” you asked anyone nearby you. they said no, leaving you pouting and eating your baked potatoes in despair as you watched techno dramatically lament about his upcoming “death”.

“i only have a few hours with my respiration 3 helmet.” you laughed loudly with others as techno continued his antics. “i’m feeling kind of hungry actually.” he started to eat his steak while fundy seemed to crumble down, complaining about how techno should’ve just died already. 

“have you seen how much time this man has put into the smp? he probably has four backup sets!” fundy complained as your laughter calmed down to a few chuckles. 

“hold on, i left the stove on at home.” techno broke the block and flew right out with ease. you could tell the fox had long given up at his task of killing techno with the dunk tank.

❚ Quackity > GATHER AT THE MANBURG PODIUM

before the speech had begun, techno shows off his fireworks that he had prepared for the festival. "woo fireworks!" he says in his usual monotone voice as everyone else cheers in awe othe the colorful explosives. you, on the other hand, had seen techno prepare the fireworks in his own base. how did you find that base underwater? he will never know. 

"hello everybody and welcome to the manburg festival!" schlatt annouced. "i have invited all the citizens of manburg and some close friends of mine. i just- i just wanted to throw a party to be honest." during the small speech, you glance over to your right and see techno staring up at schlatt. he seemed to have that confused look in his eye, maybe wondering why he was at a party about government. you were wondering that same thing about yourself but even more so as schlatt never really knew you. you were never really around often, especially during the time of the election.

"chat, i'm not gonna do it. i'm literally surrounded by enemies.." your ear twitches, hearing techno muttering to the voices in his head. after a moment, he cheers, "woo party!"

quackity starts leading everyone to pokimane islands. everyone dances and cheers happily until niki and techno start talking about state secrets. "anyone wanna talk about state secrets?" techno asked not-so-subtly.

"you know for the fact that you're really smart, you're really unsubtle with getting private information."

"like you could do any better." 

"i can actually. you're talking to the pandora's box after all." you smiled smugly. "how do you think i know about your other base?" techno narrows his eyes at you as your smile turns innocent while you brush your hand against his arm. "i know a lot of things, mr. blade, i would hate to have to pull anything over your head."

after a while, fundy suggested to do a boxing match. "yeah violence! yeahhh!" techno is quick to cheer on as you follow along.

"promoting violence. hell yeah!" you sound just as monotonous as techno does while everyone gathers at the ring. 

nearly immediately, fundy is asking for a fight with techno. techno excuses himself for a moment. you watch the pink haired male fly with his trident to do something. you have some idea of what he's doing. just as fast as he flies away, he quickly arrives back and takes off his armor, setting it by you. "watch m' stuff f' me." his voice is a bit more gruffy as you raise an eyebrow upon noticing some familiar particles bubble around him. "don't look a' me like that."

you smiled, "hmm, mr. blade using a potion in a boxing match?" you talked quietly, humming in amusement. techno snorted, a telltale sign that a piglin was not very pleased. you laughed a bit, "don't be so mad, techno. i thought you were the mature one. i'm just pointing things out." techno is silent for a moment while you look at him. you would never say it to his face but he wasn't a bad sight to see or maybe it was just your piglin instincts to admire other piglins. you snort to yourself quietly, a sound that was close to a piglin admiring gold, but techno picks up on it.

"you seem to be admiring me. i am amazing so i get it." you laughed at bit upon seeing his smug smile as he faces you. 

"glad to see you're warming up to me now."

"i still don't trust you." he huffed.

"well, trust and warming up to someone is different. i can be an acquaintance. i don't need to be trusted. not yet at least." you hummed. "anyways go beat up fundy, pig man." he snorted at your statement as antfrost starts to count down.

and in just a few seconds, the fox is down and techno is victorious. "who's next!? who's next?!"

"techno, we're gonna have to initiate a drug test on you."

"can we wait 30- no, 29- 27 seconds until then?" you started to laugh watching as techno counts down his potion effect while he fumbles over his words. quackity and fundy seem to not accept that, asking techno for a drug test. but techno is quick to escape. "all of a sudden, i'm gone-" and he's flying before anyone else can say anything.

he does come back as another speech was gonna happen in a few moments. and yet this one gave you a bit of a sinking feeling..

"who am i to say no to that, right? so without further ado, i think i’ll put big man tubbo, my right-hand man, my uh… my protégé, up on the mic to spit some bars!" everyone cheers for tubbo as you clap for him as well. you almost frown upon seeing how he can barely reach the microphone. he's so young for this… him and tommy… you can only think to yourself, hearing his speech. words are being heard and yet you can't listen well enough. you knew what was going on. 

"so with that in mind, i'd like to thank everyone for coming to this wonderful event!" a deep chuckle fills your ears as tubbo's speech ends. "what- what's wrong schlatt?"

"i was just thinking about it. you know how we like to have fun, tubbo?" that sounds anything but good. you grip on your sword, something's gonna happen and you don't know if you have the guts to handle it right now. 

"yeah.. what- what's up schlatt?"

"you got anything else in that speech?" 

"uhhh no! on that note, let the festival begin!" after that all you see in quackity and schlatt whisper to each other and hand each other some bright yellow item. this was looking worse and worse as you watch the two surround tubbo with the paste and soon pouring water over the paste. it was now concrete. tubbo was stuck with no way out.

"what the fuck are they doing.." you muttered, feeling your anger rise. you can hear techno and niki mutter in confusion as they watch everything slowly unfold.

niki's pleas are unheard to schlatt as he speaks, "I know what you've been up to, tubbo."

"what- what have i done? what have i been up to? what are you talking about?" tubbo's eyes are glazed with fear and panic as his hands are pressed against the yellow concrete. he's trying to back up against the chair but he can't move any farther back.

shlatt laughs mockingly, "what i have been up to, he says.." and soon he's yelling, "he's been CONSPIRING with the idiots! with the tyrants! that we kicked out of this server! that we kicked out of this great country!" his voice was as loud and booming as you remember the past. when you escaped before the results were even out for the election, when you decided that this country was not what you wanted to stay in for very long. “i don’t know if you know this, tubbo but treason… isn’t exactly a respectable thing around here… y’know?”

“do you know what happens to traitors, tubbo?” the dark look in schlatt’s eyes have you gripping tighter on the worn out handle of your sword. the leather wrapped around the grip does nothing to help your bubbling anger. 

“n-no…”

“nothing good.” he stops looking at tubbo to look into the stunned crowd, “technoblade, why don’t you come up here?” your neck nearly snaps with how hard you turned to look at him. was he working for schlatt? you asked yourself for a moment before seeing how surprised and concerned he was, looking around and having no response to the president. techno glances at you for a moment. both of you seem hesitant on what to do but with an unsettling feeling in his stomach, techno tridents his way to the large stage podium. you can barely keep yourself focused on everything. the whispers of everyone around, the choking atmosphere, and knowing that tubbo might just be in danger of losing a life. your mind is fuzzy as you can’t listen to a word of what schlatt is saying. you can hear snippets but it doesn’t go through your mind. you hear nothing. but then you hear everything.

“take care of the traitor. take care of him.” schlatt’s graveled voice suddenly feels grating to hear.

“you want me to get him- get him some breakfast?” techno’s voice is muffled and yet so clear. 

“no…” niki’s cries are unheard as they’re overpowered by the shattering of your heart and the aching of your brain. you wished you could comfort her.

“he won’t. he won’t. he won’t! he’s on our side!” wilbur? when did he get here? how long has he been here? you’re getting rusty, old woman. you shouldn’t have retired, you idiot.

“techno, i need you to take him out.” take him out…?

“to dinner?”

“no! not to dinner! i want you to kill him!” schlatt’s voice screeches through the microphone as techno oh’s in realization. 

“techno, you don’t need to do this!”

“it’s- it’s a festival today schlatt…”

you can see him hold his crossbow. he’s gonna do it… he doesn’t have much of a choice. not when they don’t know that he’s with pogtopia. suddenly you’re aware of how surrounded you are, marburg citizens were all in the crowd. you were sure that if techno or you made a wrong move, you would both lose a life.

“i’m sorry tubbo.”

“t-techno?”

your mouth is dry, failing to say anything to help techno in this situation. the battle of the lake was different, it wasn’t this. at least with a battle, you didn’t need to think about what to do. but to be fair, it’s not like you even tried to do any thinking at the time. but either way, this wasn’t a battle. this was an execution.

“i will try to make this as painless and as colorful as possible, tubbo.” techno can only mutter but the mic just barely picks it up.

“technoblade…” 

“tubbo, i’m sorry! i’m being subjected to mild amounts of peer pressure.”

“DO IT TECHNOBLADE!”

with a yell, techno fires off the fireworks to tubbo. the thundering boom of the fireworks rings in your ears as you try and cover them to soften noise, just for a little bit. of course it didn’t help but there was nothing else you can think of doing. your feet frozen in place as you watch tubbo die. and soon everyone else would too. you can see the bloodthirst in techno’s eyes as he loads the bow again. so much was happening at once. tommy landed himself onto the podium in tears as he looks at where tubbo’s body lays. he was distraught at techno’s betrayal.

but techno could only see blood.

and you needed to run.

everyone who survived techno’s reign of fireworks is fleeing in panic, including yourself. you can only trip over your feet before using your own trident to get away, going in the same direction as techno while everyone was yelling to get tommy. why didn’t they bother with techno after killing so many citizens? that was something beyond your understanding really. the government ruling over manburg was a really bad one to say the least if they were doing such public executions. what a government that was.

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[eclipsebyler]

You ever think about how both El and Mike in S4 (or maybe throughout all seasons) are both dealing with self-insecurities? Their issues are incomparable of course, but there are a few similarities.

Both of them are scared and are struggling to be themselves.

With El, she was worried that she was a monster. With or without her powers, she felt that way. She especially had a difficult time when she lost it because at least she could save people and be a superhero to everyone when she did. She felt like she had to do something, to prove something, just so she could be worthy. She depended her self worth on what the important figures of her life think of her. She was insecure and hesitant with herself, it's clear in the way she's influenced by other people and how she lied about her real situation in Lenora. She is struggling.

With Mike, he was worried that he was just this "random nerd" who didn't have any good traits to be proud of. He was scared that El (or anyone) might not need him at all. He's scared of losing people time and time again, and him not being able to do anything to protect and save them. He always tried hard to be a different person than who he truly was, tried hard to impress someone, and depended his self worth on the opinion of important figures of his life. He's also struggling.

Both of their arcs have been intertwined since the beginning, and we could see these two characters trying to find that validation with each other the most— in their relationship. And time and time again, we'd see them not get that— and it was mostly evident in S4.

El thought Mike saw her as a monster that needs to be feared. Mike thought El saw him as just a random nerd who isn't needed. They make each other insecure about themselves. They didn't get the reassurance that they need with each other: they're loved just the way they are.

They're similar in those little ways and yet there's also a clear difference— while El was trying to find her self identity, Mike was trying to repress his.

And their individual arcs seem to be resolved by different people, or rather, a different person.

For El— we've seen her grow throughout the seasons with the help of many people. The party (yes, that still includes Mike. Pre-relationship, they had great dynamics aka platonic Elmike). Hopper. Kali and the group. Her mother and aunt. The Byers. And her memories getting back in the lab had helped her stand up for herself and realize her worth. But in the end, one person had really helped her see that it's okay for her to be just the way she is: Max.

"Not Hopper, not Mike. You." This specific line from Max had made such an impact on El and this was focused on by the end of Vol 2. Max had befriended her without conditions, and hung out with her and respected her choices. I think that's what El appreciated with Max the most: she gave her freedom and choice because that's the normal thing to do. Max made her feel normal. She's the first person that didn't try to tell her what to do, nor to hide her and be overprotective of her. She can do anything she wants, she can be anyone she wants to be: and Max supports her. In a few days, El has learned so many things about herself and she finds that she loves it and it's all thanks to Max's help.

And like El, Mike also has a few people who have helped him be comfortable in his own skin but one person essentially sticks out and helps resolve his arc in S4: Will. "Without you, the heart, we'd all fall apart." In one painting, in one speech, Will had easily eased Mike's worries about his insecurities. And although Will was veiling his confession with El's name, it doesn't change the fact it's his words. It's his feelings. And what I love most about his speech is that he doesn't only focus on El (himself), he also tells Mike that the party needs him as a whole: essentially saying everyone loves him for just the way he is. He didn't need to prove anything to anyone. He's always loved and needed without conditions. Will always intended to give the painting to Mike as a gift, to make him feel loved and appreciated— not as a confession for his love. Will's love for him is so selfless, beautiful, and pure.

El and Mike's arcs have been intertwined with each other, have been dealing with a few similar insecurities, and yet — it's not with each other that they find their needed reassurance. They don't grow as better people in their relationship. No, instead, they learn that with other people.

For El, it's with Max. And for Mike, it's with Will. And I think that already says a lot with which relationships S5 would focus on and which relationships would make more sense for the story's conclusion.

#el hopper #mike wheeler #mlvn analysis #byler #elmax

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I love your TMNT fics too! Can you galk about all of your TMNT ships please? 🥺

Fic name followed by the pairings as currently, my three fics have three very different versions of these characters lol

Last Knight Saki/Raphael: Saki has always been one of my favorite villains, and it's almost difficult not to see the goofy guy from the 87 series. But In some versions of TMNT Saki is a cold-hearted monster and in Last Knight, he isn't a good guy, Saki is a mobster, he is a killer, and more importantly he is a human being. He has feelings, and for the most part, he knows some of the things he does are really fucked up. Raphael is very much a ninja capable of killing, but he's also the heart of his family. If anything Saki's bringing the true ninja out of Raphael even while they're falling deeper into a romantic relationship. This is also probably the closest I'll get to writing a soulmate fic for TMNT 😂 I enjoy writing these two interactions because there is so much I can do with them, they both are very versatile characters. Mikey/Tiger Claw: I wanted to try out this pairing as I hadn't written for Tiger Claw before and toeing the line between enemies and not enemies has always been something I'm fond of writing. These two might not stay in a relationship but they'll have fun while they are in it lol Bebop/Rocksteady: Funny to say but this is one of my OTP's, you just don't get Bebop without Rocksteady, and the same in reverse. I hadn't written for them before and I really wanted to at least hint at it as they aren't the main pairing or even the secondary lol Hamato Yoshi/Tang Shen: A Canon Pairing but one I'll keep because it is tragic and Splinter is really messed up from her death, it's fun to write different ways she died, and also how much everyone involved regretted her dying so needlessly.

Pac-Man Mikey/Delisha: Delisha is an OC of mine that I made for Mikey to fall in love with. De is my first attempt at a trans character and a romantic partner for Mikey! She's funny and adores Mikey, she also works for Shredder as a receptionist and sometimes as a medic. That actually doesn't bother Mikey that she works for the enemy because he adores her. Of course, if she worked against him and his brothers that would certainly start an argument and a possible breakup for these two. Donatello/Saki: The Main pairing for Pac-Man. They are going to hurt each other, Both of them are really messed up Donnie having gone through a situation that really made him switch up his game and Saki just being the normal paranoid bastard that he can be lol Of course their differences are going to start arguments and Saki isn't just going to allow Donnie to control whatever their wacky relationship is and Donnie isn't going to give up power that easily. Casey/Raphael: Not my usual cup of tea, but I don't mind occasionally writing pairs that I wouldn't normally, and I also got the idea because someone asked me if Donnie's with Saki who's Raph with lol They are best friends so it's easy to transition that into a more romantic relationship. They still do all their normal stuff, but now they also cuddle on the couch to watch movies-kiss, etc. Leo/Rocksteady/Bebop: I was learning about terminology and QPR caught my attention. I'd already planned for Rocksteady/Bebop for this fic but adding Leo in a Queer platonic relationship with them had all the guys dating lol April/Venus: I was researching and was reminded once again that Venus was a thing and I should add her coming back into the guy's lives after having been away for a while. Pairing her off with April gave me Casey/Raph vibes and I liked that so I added it in, Not sure If I'll write this paring again after this fic but I'll have fun exploring their dynamic in the fic.

Nova Saki/Raphael: The Saki in this is a much better person than he is in Last Knight and Pac-Man. He's also really messed up from a long possession and learning how to live in a new era. Raphael in this is learning what it's like to be stabbed in the back by 'friends'. They begin to trust each other and eventually grow romantic feelings for each other. Now when the family finds out well that's going to be fun to write lol

#thanks for the ask! #fanfiction #tmnt #tmnt 2012 #rise of the tmnt #creative writing #my writing #answering asks

[vv3n0m]

꧁༺ 𝓐𝓼𝓽𝓻𝓸𝓵𝓸𝓰𝔂 𝓸𝓫𝓼𝓮𝓻𝓿𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷𝓼༻꧂

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𝙵𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚊𝚗 𝙰𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚞𝚜: I am not an astrologer but I do study astrology, these observations were made from my real life experiences and my studies. I hope you enjoy :)

🌞Leo placements always find Aquarius placements💨

🐠Pisces and Libra get along very well and somehow find each other⚖️

💄Taurus moon and libra moon people usually find themselves daydreaming about luxury. Cars, cloths, big comfortable homes. These people luxury daydream for fun💸

🕷️People with Scorpio in their 12House (Sagittarius risings) are the “funny friend” by that I mean they’re usually going through something heavy inside. These people will be the light in the room while subconsciously screaming, quite literally. 12H rules the subconscious mind along with death, rebirth, hidden enemies, deep inner self. These people can become their own worst enemies due to the way they think. They tend to go through their hard times alone leaving people with only the best of them. 🦂

🐚Cancer 12H people need to know that it’s okay to share how they feel. They may sometimes feel like they are the party pooper because they feel so deeply but you aren’t. The world needs more feelers. 12H cancers have deep empathy and the ability to recognize what lies beneath the surface of other people. It’s easy for you guys to become selfless as well, please make sure not to dive too deep into others neglecting your beautiful selves.

✴️Aquarius suns get very tired easily maybe as much as Taurus their fellow fixed sign because of the way society can be. Aquarius suns tend to get fed up with the way society is structured. This pushes their rebellious agenda in which they just say “fuck it” and go against all odds. There’s just something so thrilling about doing your own thing and looking good while doing it. 🌬️

🔥 Fire and earth get along well when things are more platonic. 🌏

🖤Libras have a love/hate relationship with Aries or Aries placements(sun, moon, Venus, mercury, and mars) 🌹

🏴‍☠️Scorpio (sun, moon, rising, Venus) are only “obsessed” with you once they actually develop deep feelings for you. So many people expect Scorpios to become obsessed with them off rip. This causes Scorpios to be in one sided relationships where they give more than they get in relationships or even friendships. 💀

🐟Pisces and Gemini can be similar In a way I’ve noticed. 💎

💕Air signs will sometimes become infatuated with people who don’t like/love them back. Like fire signs they love the chase in a way but they also don’t like someone who’s easy to win over. They love to earn their love from their partners💨

❤️Aries and Sagittarius duo 🔥

🐂I’m so sorry if a Taurus has you blocked currently🏴‍☠️

🖤I feel bad for 12th House Venus placements, they’re luck in love is not the best in some cases but in many they go through karmic relationships where people try to control them or dim their light. Wouldn’t be surprised if they have a enemies to lovers trope with someone🖤

♐️Sagittarius and Aquarius placements are so beautiful together, they’re literally the same but in different fonts♒️

🪐Capricorn moons and Taurus moons get along very very well as friends🐂

💨Aquarius and Capricorns have a love/ hate relationship sometimes. They can go from friends to enemies or enemies to friends. This could be due to the fact that they share a planet but the two are still very different🪐

🦂Scorpios always have this look as if they know something you don’t know👀

🔥Aries mars will teach Scorpio mars how to be more direct with their emotions while a Scorpio mars will teach Aries mars how to tone down their emotions💦

💦Can we talk about the way Aquarius placements have beautiful eyes, the same with Pisces and Scorpio💨

I’ve noticed that Aquarius and Pisces oddly attract each other A-LOT.

#aquarius #scorpio #aries #capricorn #pisces #sagittarius #taurus #virgo #cancer #gemini #Scorpio12House #Leoandaquariuscompatibility #Libraandpisces #astrology101 #astrology #spirit realm #SoundCloud

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Six! Tickle headcanons?

Katherine of Aragon

babytalks her lees. definitely

also wiggles her fingers above a death spot

will VERY much make her lees ask for tickles if they're being a brat about it (coughAnnecough)

always has an iron grip on whoever she's wrecking

legit didn't know how ticklish she was until one of the other queens poked her in the ribs to get her attention

and she S C R E A M E D

she immediately lies (badly) and says that she just got startled

no one believes her

has a very raspy cackle (after the initial scream)

Anne definitely wrecks her the most out of the queens. But as soon as she first hears Lina's (that's what the fandom calls her right) laugh, her jaw drops. She thinks it's the prettiest thing ever

her ribs and underarms are two major death spots for her

because of Henrat, she actually doesn't like her laugh and attempts to hide it or at least muffle it

hasn't known a day of peace ever since the others found out about her insecurity

Anne Boleyn

the most mischievous mf you will ever meet

she just randomly pokes ppl in the side to see them jump, and acts like she didn't do anything

she thinks it's the funniest thing

when she's wrecking someone, she'll often rapidly switch between places to keep the lee on their toes

she loves teasing whoever she's wrecking

"tktktktktk"

really fucking ticklish though

acts like a brat to provoke someone into tickling her

has a bit of a bubbly, giggly laugh

that you will only hear if she's being tickled

the others absolutely adore it

her most ticklish spots are probably her neck and stomach

she has scars along her neck from the whole y'know beheaded situation. So if you trace them she will lose her shit

often swears and makes threats through her laughter (which are very empty)

squirmer

her cheeks are a massive melt spot

Jane Seymour

a very gentle ler

like so gentle it drives the others up the wall

she teases them with complements. Only complements

she'll say a pun and likely scribble at their stomach or something to get them to laugh at it

"Wow you thought it was funny? I didn't even think it was that funny. :)" ... >:(

is the best at cheer up tickles

either she'll know when you're upset and ask if you want tickles or you have to be very upfront with her

"Hey, Jane? Can you... do the thing..?" "What thing?"

I like to think that they all sometimes give platonic kisses to each other (or romantic if you ship any of them together) so ticklish kisses are very common with Jane

I honestly don't really see her as a lee so if you have any lee hc, I'd love to hear them :)

Anne of Cleves

the scariest ler ever

think of any type of ler, and that's her (that rhymed!)

gives killer raspberries

like absolutely deadly raspberries

playful, gentle, sadistic, you name it

knows exactly what teases to do to get the queens all red in the face

they are legitimately terrified by how she knows exactly how to get them flustered. She claims she's just observant

she'll never admit this, but she likes to see them smile. She sometimes feels guilty that she "had the best" out of the queens, so she feels like she has to make up for that

so I feel like she'd have people pleasing tendencies

like, she's not a people pleaser, just has some tendencies

and only towards the other queens

and don't think the others just let these insecurities fly by

and it turns out, Anna gets flustered super easily when teases are directed at her

and is also super ticklish

has very airy and squeaky giggles littered with snorts

her death spots are her waist and thighs plus a secret third option (her ears)

hates being the shortest out of the queens simply because they can hold her and wreck her super easily (either she or the other Anne are the shortest)

Katherine Howard

OKAY 👏

hated physical touch for the longest time because of *gestures to All You Wanna Do*

but here's the thing, she hated physical touch, but she wanted physical touch

so there's a bit of a problem there

she also saw the queens constantly wrecking each other almost on a daily basis, which she wanted to participate in

they never targeted Katherine because they know that she hates physical touch and they respect that

so Katherine approached Jane and asked if she could tickle her (through many stutters and a bright red face)

Jane ofc happily agreed and just lightly started tickling her

she knows Jane has no ill intent, she actually enjoys being tickled a lot

she became a prime target after that

oddly enough, the queens found her apologizing and often blaming herself for things after that time with Jane

so when they hear her apologize for something that she shouldn't apologize for, she's gone

also if she tries to blame herself for something that wasn't her fault

very much prefers gentle tickles to rough tickles

very giggly laugh, much like Anne (her cousin I should clarify)

a walking tickle spot (but she is uncomfortable with having her feet touch)

and her back is a big melt spot

isn't much of a ler aside from the occasional poke

Catherine Parr

oh this girl

THIS GIRL

honestly isn't much of a ler either

but she will get fed up with one of them. Stare them dead in the eyes, and just wreck their shit

due to being a night owl, she'll get tickled if she's writing late into the night and they're trying to convince her to sleep

but also gets wake up tickles

or tickles if she can't fall asleep

absolutely weak to raspberries (which makes her one of Anna's favorite targets)

can't even say tickle

her laugh gets silent very quickly

her death spots are her sides, underarms, neck, and ribs

EXTRA HC: they give each other comfort tickles if one has a nightmare

And that's all! If any of you have any headcanons I wouldn't mind if you sent them to me via inbox

#sfw tickling community #tickling #tword community #sfw twords #tickle headcanons #tickle hcs #six tickles

[thestobingirlie]

Hi, sorry to bother you and feel free to ignore this ask, but can you explain how Steve and Robin are so close? I don't understand why they're portrayed as extremely close friends in fic a lot. I probably missed something or misunderstood something because Robin was kinda mean to Steve and they were tortured, Robin comes out, and then they're sharing a resume? I get how they got close after the Russians, but I don't understand the whole platonic soulmate thing that I see a lot of in fic. I think their friendship is great - we don't see a lot of purely platonic (You can fight me on this, but I don't think Steve actually had a crush on Robin. Crushes are confusing and easily mixed up new friendship feelings. I think that's what happened with Steve because his confession kinda blindsided me, but then again, I could have missed something) relationships between men and women in Stranger Things and I think that's something that the show needs more of. And just character relationships in a meaningful way, not just as a way to move along the plot. I just don't understand why fics portray them as so close. Sorry if this is offensive in any way, I'm just trying to understand, and you seemed like a good blog to ask.

hi! don’t worry, it’s not an offensive question, and i’d love to answer!

we’ll start with s3! so, even at the very beginning of the season, when robin is teasing steve, steve still seems to enjoy her company. he likes snapping back, and annoying her. in the confession scene, he even tells her that he’s laughed more that summer than in years!

he’d only just started speaking to robin that summer and he was already telling her about how he hid parts of himself for fear of getting made fun of, just like she confesses that she’s always wanted to popular and accepted. like, the both of them are already revealing really intimate parts of themselves to each other! then obviously, robin comes out to steve. i think this is so important for both of them, and honestly i think some people underestimate just how much that moment meant. it’s the 80s! robin had to have had so much trust in steve to come out to him. obviously she’s scared, but she could’ve lied to steve about why she wouldn’t date him, but she chose to tell him. and steve just totally accepted her. no hesitation. like, that kind of connection isn’t just co-workers. they love each other! at the end of the season they wait to get a job so they can still be together!

(oh! and i totally agree that steve never actually had romantic feelings for robin. he spent the season flirting with girls, and he loves spending time with robin! dustin is telling him that whole season that he and robin are perfect together, and robin confesses that she was obsessed with steve. so it’s no surprise that he asks her out! he thinks that’s just kind of what he has to do. what makes sense for him to do)

and onto season 4! so, steve drives robin to school every single day, even though his work doesn’t start for another three hours! he’s willingly pulling himself out of bed at like 6 in the morning just for robin. he knows who her crush is and has actively paid attention to her so he could see if she was attracted to women purely to know whether to encourage robin and give her pep talks! and we see throughout the season that robin also involves herself into steve’s love life. like, they just both care so much about the other person being happy, that they will go out of their way to make sure they are.

like, robin wants them to combine into one person! she literally wants to permanently tie herself to steve. every single time steve’s in danger, robin is beside herself with worry.

also! when steve is on a date, he postions himself close to the band solely so he can chat to robin! like, he’s on a date! and he still goes out of his way to chat with robin.

we just see throughout the show that the two of them go out of their way to hang out with each other, to take care of each other, make sure they’re happy. like, these are all kinda small moments that you’ll only notice if you really care enough to pay attention, but they just all show that their love for each other is more than just friends. they’re soulmates! like, they are as close as friends can possibly be.

i suppose, at the end of the day, it is an opinion thing. but i just can’t see them as anything other than the most important person in each others life.

#steve harrington #robin buckley #stobin #stranger things #i’ll put it. because people freak out everytime you say they love each other and don’t add platonic in front. but this is platonic stobin #asks #anon

[not-krys]

Love (All my IkeSeries OCs and my Obey Me OC)

It's cheating, I know, but Valentines is today, and the prompt was perfect, but did not have the time to make anything completely finished, so it's a set of wips I made for this year.

Regular warnings apply: raw, unedited writing, some might cut off in the middle, some might get ramble-y. Maybe some vague sense of spoilers for Clara and Nokto as it does kinda play off a scene (or two) in his route. Most of entries deal with romantic love, but there are some that deal with self-love (Ophelia) and platonic/familial love (Miri, Maddie-ish (she has platonic and romantic in hers, so...).

My Masterlist

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Houki

Warmth resonated through Houki as she walked with Mitsunari through town, pinky fingers holding each other securely. In her other hand was a recently purchased new book, the leather cover smooth and cool against to her fingers. She had been wanting this book based on Ieyasu's (albeit reluctant) recommendation on local plants that had different medical properties. Plus, a book shopping trip with Mitsunari saw his other arm holding a satchel filled with tomes of varying other subjects, some she was sure were also medical in nature.

When she had left Ieyasu's palace that one day with Mitsunari, she had told him about the unfortunate circumstances regarding the angry scab on her finger, how before she had come to Sengoku era Japan, she had received a poisoned letter meant for her cousin, and a small papercut might spell her doom as the poison that had coated the paper of the letter was a rare one from where she was from, with no known cures. Ieyasu did what he could with the knowledge and supplies he had on hand, but Houki wanted to see if there was anything else she could do to, if not stop the poison completely, then at least make the symptoms manageable.

Speaking of manageable symptoms, her feet started to slow, pulling Mitsunari to stop in his tracks. He looked back at her with a gentle, understanding smile.

"I can go on further," Houki said, stubborn.

"It's been a long walk for you," Mitsunari reasoned, pulling the satchel from his shoulder. "I'll carry you the rest of the way home."

"You don't have to do that, Mitsuna-ah!" His bag, heavy with books, was now in her hands and her feet were lifted into the air, her cheek pressing into his chest.

"No arguments." He held her securely in his arms, carrying her like the princesses of old. "Besides, I like carrying you, remember?"

Houki pouted, her cheeks warming with embarrassment.

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Ophelia

The breeze tickled Ophelia's bare neck, different from when she pulled her hair into high buns or even the rare ponytail that she sported in her girlhood.

The mass of white blonde hair on the ground told her that this was indeed reality. She had shorn her own hair so short, it curled at the ends with the extra weight gone. It was so light, she almost didn't believe it was real.

With the lightness, came a sense of calm. A sense of relief. Her fingers glided so easily through her hair, she couldn't help but laugh.

"It's real now, old girl," she said, delighting in feeling her short hair. "Those old spinsters and high societies ladies would faint if they saw you now. No makeup, short hair, calloused hands."

She looked at her hands, indeed more calloused than they had ever been when she was a noble woman, no nail paint to hide the chips and the dry nail beds, no lotions or powders to soften the appearance of tiny scars and scratches. Not even a ring or two to express the wealth she had. Just bare, dry, knobby-knuckled hands that she called her own.

In a way, she preferred them this way. They was real. They were hers. This was the real her. She touched her face, no need to fear if she was smudging her makeup, just the soft skin of her face.

This was the real her, barefaced and honest.

She felt… free. She even felt… beautiful in her simplicity, in a way. No lies, no putting on airs, it was just her as herself.

There were plenty of things to hate about herself, she knew that in the back of her mind, but for now, looking at her reflection in the river, bouncy hair and dry hands, those thoughts stayed quiet.

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Maddie

"Ready to go?" Sirius asked, peeking around a bush covered in small magic crystals.

Maddie took in a slow breath, squeezing the bouquet in her hands.

"Yeah," she said at last, lifting up the hem of her long white skirt, "thanks for filling in for my Grandad. I know they would have wanted to be here, but…"

"No trouble at all, Little Lady." Sirius said gently, "I'm honored you thought of me for such an important task."

"The Queen of Spades walking Alice down the aisle for her wedding." Maddie giggled. "I feel like the luckiest girl in the world."

"We all feel luckier, for having you in our lives. Harr especially."

Maddie smiled, thinking of Harr waiting for her at the end of the makeshift aisle. The Lake of Tears, while unconventional for a wedding, she and Harr both agreed it was too beautiful of a spot to pass up. Plus, with it's hidden away nature, and Harr's reputation still on the mend since the Magic Tower's higher powers were dismantled, they could have a quiet, private wedding with friends and 'official' witnesses. In the absence of a conventional priest, one or both army Kings could officiate weddings, Blanc had told her over tea one day. Or he could, as a notary figure of Cradle.

Of course, Maddie couldn't help but want all three at her wedding. She saw Blanc's white head and glasses turning her way in the front row as music began playing, a gentle smile on his face. Ray and Lancelot stood at the altar, both wearing proud smiles. Loki also stood at the altar, the biggest, toothiest grin he could muster on his face. And beside him was Harr, his cheeks slightly pink, but his smile was so bright, he could have beaten the sun by how much he was glowing.

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Thea

Thea whimpers sounded remarkably close to a small puppy's whines when the sunlight hit her tightly closed eyes. Theo couldn't help the chuckle that escaped him as she tried to pull the covers over her eyes.

"C'mon, Hondje," The curtains were pulled open wider, letting the early morning light brighten the room more. "We got an early day today, so get up."

All he received in return was another pup-like whine and the covers pulled more over her head. Theo grinned.

"What, don't tell me you forgot how excited you were about this job?"

"Y'said nothing about getting up at the ass crack of dawn."

"We've got a long way to go to get there. Better to get ready now and come back when there's some daylight left." He rummaged around in the nearby dresser, pulling a pair of white stockings.

"If y'knew we had early day, you shouldn't have let us stay up so late."

"Not my fault you were so eager to get into my pants."

"Yes it was, teasing me like that." A mass of reddish brown hair and freckles slowly emerged from the blue comforter, rubbing the tired from her eyes. Little kisses of purple decorated her neck and shoulders, small reminders of their late night activities. She pulled her long hair over her shoulder, fingering combing the curls and the tangles out.

"You're just easy to tease. Couldn't resist." Theo kneeled in front of her as she swung her legs to the side of the bed, pulling the stockings over her feet and calves.

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Abby

"I'm home, Schatje." Vincent called out softly, the creak of the door following his whisper.

The lights were on and he could smell supper sitting on the stove top, but he didn't see Abby anywhere. Where could she have gone, he wondered.

He walked across the wood floors, squeaks and groans following his footsteps. He check the bath but she wasn't there. Wasn't in the kitchen nor the living room. Perhaps she had turned in early?

He called for her again, sliding the bedroom door open.

Thankfully, he heard her soft breaths and his heart relaxed.

Laid across the bed was Abby, fast asleep on her back, a pillow at her side. As if that wasn't enough to warm his heart, he could see was wearing one of his shirts again. It was too big on her, of course, but somehow, no matter the length, shirts on her always, without fail, raised up whenever she slept, exposing her belly to the world. Vincent always found it endearing, reminding him of King and Brush when they lived with le Comte. Abby always gave King and Brush belly rubs whenever they allowed it, the canine and raccoon seal of approval from her soft scritches evident on their faces.

Tempting as it was to rub her belly too, Vincent didn't have it in him to wake her from her peaceful dream, based on the sweet smile on her face. Whatever she was dreaming of, it made her so happy, she glowed in delight.

Instead he grabbed a blanket that had fallen from the bed, to at least keep her warm while she slept, but he couldn't help but notice some other small details about her as she slept.

Her hair was splayed across the pillows, a golden halo framing her face. Her lips were slightly parted, giving the slightest volume to her breaths. Her fingers were slightly curled as were her toes.

Her shorts (yes, they were hers, but he wouldn't be surprised if he had caught her with a pair of his, as she was wont to do), the button and the zipper were left undone, giving him a peek of her yellow panties. The elastic band had rolled down just enough to let her belly breathe, delicate curls of blonde hair trailing further down, hidden by cotton and denim. It took everything in him to not lean in and kiss her belly button, cute as it was, but no, he was going to control himself and let her sleep.

Vincent bit his lip, blanket settling in his hands.

Well, maybe one little kiss wouldn't hurt.

Setting the blanket down, he sat beside her, brushing her hair from her face, admiring the quiet beauty in her symmetry. Her cute little nose, cute ears, the curve of her jaw, her delicate fingers, the slope of her hips, her painted toes, he loved all parts of her.

His hand ran down her side, gently pulling his shirt down over her, stopping just before he could cover her completely. His finger lightly pressed into her as he leaned down, giving a delicate kiss to her belly, seeming to become rounder each day. He knew the reason for that, the reason for her soft, squishy little belly getting rounder as of late. Why her shorts were left unbuttoned and unzipped, why her panties were rolling down, why she was wearing his shirts instead of her own.

Matter of fact, she should be getting into the habit of sleeping on her side rather than her back, Vincent remembered. That's what the doctor had said anyway.

He asked himself again if he had the heart to move her, to make her more comfortable with the risk of waking her from her peaceful slumber.

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Clara

Her voice was starting to grow quieter, Nokto noticed. A quick glance saw her eyelids closing ever so slightly, trying desperately to stay awake. Her eyebrows furrowing in the attempt was so adorable, he couldn't help chuckling.

"Bed time, little miss," Nokto said quietly, gently tugging the book from her hands.

Once the tome was out of her hands, however, her head fell against his shoulder, startling the prince.

"Clara?" He asked

Instead of responding with a witty quip or an indignant squeak, all he heard was soft snores, not unlike a little kitten taking a nap.

Nokto chuckled again, pulling her closer.

"You trust me that much now?" he whispered quietly, "I feel honored you feel comfortable enough to fall asleep in my presence… again."

He recalled the first time he had taken her to his bed, the scent of alcohol reeking and mostly unpleasant on her, but she still held him so sweetly that night.

This time, she smelled much better, no alcohol to taint her natural musk of ink, paper, and the hint of rose water in her hair. He preferred her this way, this honesty about her. No heavy perfumes of the night, no smoky cigarettes, just her innocence.

He admired her for that, being so open next to him. It made him a little jealous and envious, how she could be so trusting, especially of him.

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Miri

[Yo, Miri!]

Her D.D.D. beeped on her pillow, alerting her of Mammon texting her.

[Look outside your door. There's something waiting for ya!]

Miri raised an eyebrow, curious but with a dash of worry. Mammon had been gone since that morning, but he wouldn't say where he was, as he usually declared it to everyone at the breakfast table, if it wasn't a school day. Matter of fact, he wasn't at breakfast today, but he did text her to say he was okay, but that he had something to do early today.

Sliding off her bed, Miri walked to the door, opening to the bright lights of the hallway.

No one was there, not Mammon nor were any of the other demon brothers.

Just as she was about to head further into the hallway, her toe found a medium-sized box on the floor. Miri tilted her head, looking around again for any other presence in the hallway, but finding no one.

Shrugging and shaking her head, she picked up the box and carried it inside her room, setting it on the table.

"Hope it's not some sort of elaborate prank…"

She carefully lifted the box lid, keeping it in front of her face in case anything jumped out at her. When nothing happened, she looked behind her cardboard shield and saw something wrapped in pink tissue paper.

Two somethings actually.

She set down the box lid and peeled back the tissue paper, seeing a pair of pink, expensive-looking sneakers. The label on the box even said they were her size. Was this what Mammon was aiming to do when he asked her about her favorite color?

Her D.D.D. beeped again.

[Pretty cool, right?] Mammon said.

Miri looked between the new shoes and her D.D.D.

[I was surprised] she replied. [Did you get them just today?]

[Sure did!] Even his texts sounded proud of himself. [I had to wake up extra early and line up cuz limited to a hundred pairs.]

Mammon then sent a picture of himself holding up a similar pair of shoes, the main difference being his were yellow.

[Even snagged myself a pair while I was there!]

[Be sure to wear yours the next time we go out together. We'll look so dope!]

Miri giggled, brushing back a pink curl behind her ear.

#krys's adventures in fanfiction #wip wednesday #krys's babies #houki of jiyel #ophelia of revaire #madeline fleming (oc) #dorothea reid (oc) #abigail clarke (oc) #clara laurent (oc) #miriam (obey me mc) #ikemen sengoku #ikesen oc #ikemen revolution #ikerev oc #ikemen vampire #ikevamp oc #ikemen prince #ikepri oc #obey me #mitsunari ishida #sirius oswald #theodorus van gogh (ikevamp) #vincent van gogh #nokto klein #mammon (obey me)

[unforth]

May Trope Mayhem Day 1! Iron Triangle OT3 (vaguely Ultimate Notey?), Queerplatonic Relationship

Prompt Filled: Queerplatonic Relationship

Fandom: DMBJ (I tend to vision UN for things like this but it's non-specific)

Ship: Wang Pangzi/Zhang Qiling/Wu Xie (romantic Pingxie, platonic Pingpang and Pangxie)

Tags: vaguely post-canon, fluff, slice of life.

ON AO3

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Sometimes, Wu Xie worries.

When he’s visiting Wu Erbai, or Zhang Rishan, or even Huo Xiuxiu, and they ask after Xiaoge and then move on to the matter at hand as if Wu Xie has no one else he’s close to who deserves their polite inquiries.

When he’s aching and bloody and the next wave of the undead is approaching, and Xiaoge puts himself between Wu Xie and danger, and he forgets for a moment that anyone exists in the tomb - in the world - other than the two of them.

When he’s lying in Xiaoge’s arms, replete and satisfied, boneless and flush from the afterglow, but the bed feels too empty.

Loving Xiaoge is inevitable, irresistible, and Wu Xie does so as easily as he breathes. Xiaoge owns half his heart, and always will.

But achingly often, Wu Xie feels the absence of the other half of his heart, hurts for the way that Pangzi gets pushed aside, ignored, disregarded. 

He wants to cry for knowing how complicit he himself is in Pangzi’s erasure.

But then–

“Oh, there’s that fat fellow too, right?” says Wu Erbai indifferently, his expression growing uncertain under the weight of Wu Xie’s glare.

But then–

“Xiaoge”–Pangzi hops up, his knife emerging from its sheath with a shing–“there’s more here! I’ll guard this passage, you guard that one!”

But then–

“Pangzi made breakfast,” Xiaoge murmurs hot in Wu Xie’s ear. “You eat. I’ll clean up here.”

Wu Xie’s relationship with Xiaoge is different from his relationship with Pangzi, and Xiaoge’s relationship with Wu Xie is different from his relationship with Pangzi, and Pangzi’s relationship with each of them is also different.

The triangle has three corners, and the lines that connect each corner to the other two are equally bright and bold, even though those lines aren’t drawn identically.

Much of the time,, Wu Xie wonders if he takes too much for granted.

He will not, must not, ever take Pangzi for granted.

Because I love him.

“His name is Pangzi, Er-shu, and he’s great,” Wu Xie says pointedly, staring down his uncle until he can force the man to acknowledge with a slight glance askance that he’s forgotten someone important to Wu Xie, that he’s not allowed to forget someone as important to Wu Xie as Pangzi is.

I love him, Uncle. 

“You’re hurt, Pangzi,” he says once the mob of zombies lies in a mangled heap in the middle of the cavern in which they were attacked. “Let me carry you.”

“Too heavy,” grumbles Pangzi. “I’m fine.”

“I could,” Xiaoge offers.

Wu Xie ignores Xiaoge and carries Pangzi anyway. 

I love him, Xiaoge.

“Look what I made,” Pangzi says with a brilliant smile as Wu Xie enters the kitchenette. A broad, expansive gesture from his large, strong hand shows jian bing (a little too brown around the edges), fried pork buns (gleaming with excessive oil), and store-bought youtian (cooked over-crispy when they were reheated). Xiaoge ghosts into the room behind Wu Xie, lingering in the doorway, and Wu Xie’s mind and heart flood with how beloved this moment is: them (together), in this place (together), sharing this meal (together), entwining their lives (together, together, always together).

Overflowing, Wu Xie circles the table and grabs Pangzi in a rough hug. Pangzi tenses, but doesn’t pull away.

“Wha?”

“I love you,” says Wu Xie, voice husky. 

“Tianzhen,” Pangzi replies awkwardly. “You don’t have to–”

“I love you,” Wu Xie repeats, holding him tighter. “I love you, Pangzi. I love you.”

Finally, Pangzi relaxes, returns the embrace, pats Wu Xie’s back. “It’s getting cold,” he says, hoarse, affected. I love you, too, Wu Xie hears, just as he heard it when Pangzi said I’ll guard the other passage, just as he heard when Xiaoge said Pangzi made breakfast, just as he hears it every time Pangzi chooses to stay with them, chooses to come with them, chooses to share their bed, chooses to have Wu Xie and Xiaoge in his life when he could have anyone else instead.

Wu Xie is about to pull away - he knows any longer of a display of affection will just make Pangzi uncomfortable - but then Xiaoge is there too, holding Pangzi from behind as Wu Xie holds him from the front, and for an endless, too-brief minute, they stand there together, the platonic love of Wu Xie’s life and the romantic love of Wu Xie’s life there with him, his perfect Iron Triangle.

“Enough already,” Pangzi grumbles, shaking them both off. “Sit. Eat.” And he demonstrates by leading the way, dropping into his chair and overfilling his own plate in flagrant disregard of Xiaoge’s and Wu Xie’s sitting empty on the other side of the table.

“Mn.” Xiaoge takes his own seat, filling Wu Xie’s plate and then his own.

As clearly as if the words have been said, Wu Xie knows that’s Xiaoge saying, I love Pangzi, too.

And Wu Xie can only stand and smile at these two men, these two halves of his heart, these two loves of a lifetime.

“Take more,” Pangzi urges around a full mouth, gesturing toward Xiaoge with his chopsticks; Xiaoge obeys as Wu Xie takes his seat.

It smells amazing, but still not as good as his two friends look.

Fuck, how lucky he is.

#unforth writes #dmbj #iron triangle #may trope mayhem #tagging wut #i'm too sleepy for this #but at least I finished the thing #did you see my post where i said i had maybe 50 words left #yeah about that (500 words later)

[cai-fan-fic-requests]

Main Ed Muse

Birthday: December 30th, 1899. 

Height: Around 5’7” (about 170.18 cm) 

Weight: About 185 due to automail leg and being fit 

Other things:

Only has automail leg, no alchemy.

Ed is fluent in Xingese from spending so much time in the east.

He has a tattoo of a phoenix on his upper left shoulder and a tattoo of dragon along the back of his right shoulder with the tail going down to his mid lower back.

Both his nipples are pierced. The piercings are silver barbells going through each nipple.  

Sexual/Romantic Orientation: Pansexual (preferance towards people with penises), Gray/Demi Romantic, hypersexual, open to polyamory. 

Personality: 

Rude, vulgar, blunt, loud, and lewd (more so in threads where he’s younger but still present in a more mature calculated way when he’s older). Ed’s also caring and sweet once he gets to know someone. Ed swears a lot and is cynical and sarcastic but also has a fantastic sense of humor. His sense of humor gets wittier and more targeted the older he gets.  

Ed is extremely observant and picks up on other people’s quirks and habits rather quickly but is unlikely to comment on them unless it comes up in conversation.  

He doesn’t like to lie and only tends to get close to people he feels he can trust and be honest with. Ed doesn’t like being lied to, and depending on how big the lie is and the damage it causes, it can put a permanent wedge between him and another character.  

Ed is fairly forgiving but once he’s done, he’s done. If a romantic relationship ends, he has yet to ever go back to it.  

Regarding his PSTD: 

Ed tries to keep it hidden. Whenever it manifests itself, it’s usually brushed off as something else or downplayed. In general, Ed is constantly on high alert to keep this in check. If he’s taken off guard (sudden, unexpected movements, loud noises, still shaky from a bad dream, etc,) his PSTD will show. 

He often has nightmares that are messy and emotionally devastating so unless he’s in an established relationship with someone, he never sleeps in the bed with another person. Ed does not take people back to his home for the night, preferring to go to theirs so he can leave afterwards.

Ed is a sexual assault survivor in some verses where he is 21+ quickly. These are a large part of his nightmares as an adult.

When Ed does have a breakdown, he gets worked to the point where he’s almost inconsolable.

Other bits about Ed: 

He’s 110% done with short jokes. Ed grew up and out grew his short rants. If you pick on hm about his height, you’ll likely get a sarcastic response or no response at all.  

Ed rarely has more than a drink or two of alcohol. Too much of it usually leads to bad decisions on his part. 

Ed lives all over the place, depending on the threads we’re doing for his main verse. Common places are Xing, further east of Xing, Dublish, or Central City. He lives off his small military pension that he receives from when he was a State Alchemist. Since he can no longer use alchemy, and given the circumstances of losing it to save Amestris, he will receive this pension for the rest of his life. 

Ed also will help other people out or do small jobs in exchange for things he wants/extra money. He does this a lot when he travels. He’ll exchange doing odd jobs for food and lodging.

He tends to get bored and restless easily, which can lead to bad decisions or depressive moods. Because of this, Ed tries to keep himself busy.  

Ed is really attracted to and enjoys talking to smart characters who have something interesting and new to say or teach him. By attraction, that can span from platonic to other types. 

He also has crippling anxiety when it comes to the idea of settling into a romantic relationship. He generally avoids romantic relationships as a whole, though there have been exceptions. Usually, his romantic interests don’t end up working out, leading him in his current timeline to stop pursuing them.  

He might consider a casual fling or FWB. Maybe. If he is absolutely convinced it will not mess the friendship up. 

He loves buying presents for his friends whenever he travels. Ed always gets some little gift to bring back with him. If your muse is his friend, they are not safe from this XD 

Hobbies/Interests/Likes:  

He loves to indulge in smutty romance/erotica novels. Loves music and dancing, whether it’s by himself or with a friend and likes to sing when he’s alone.  

Ed’s gotten pretty decent at cooking over the years. He enjoys making Xingese dishes.  

Ed will sometimes paint his nails, particularly if he’s stressed out. He finds it relaxing. He also enjoys trying out a wide variety of hair styles (various types of braids, buns, ponytails, etc.). 

#Main Ed muse

[nosfearatus]

So I've been thinking through the rewrite I had in mind for open heart and I've decided to put it together chapter by chapter. I might make it into some kind of fanfiction later, but for now I just want to get the outline down.

Chapter 1: Of Dolphins and Sharks

You are an emergency medicine intern at Boston's premier teaching hospital, Edenbrook. The emergency thorectomy occurs as in the original but when the nurses dreamily sigh over Ethan Ramsey, MC asks if that name's supposed to mean something to them, which starts off the running joke of people asking if MC practiced medicine in the woods, which, no, MC just doesn't care to keep up with these doctors outside of any research they've done. MC heads to get changed and encounters Bryce, a neurosurgical intern, and Jackie, an infectious disease intern, mostly sticking to the original, and they all head to the atrium together for orientation. MC is unfamiliar with Harper Emery, but Bryce mentions one of her more famous contributions to a medical journal and MC recognizes her by that.

Then MC meets their senior resident, Zaid Mirani, he's a bit of a jerk but it's easy to read that he genuinely cares about his interns. Throughout the day MC also meets several other doctors when helping emergency patients settle into other wings of the hospital. Sienna is the intern responsible for a kid in the pediatrics wing that MC helped reduce a fracture on and MC immediately notices how kind and warm Sienna is. Elijah is an oncology intern that MC meets when the two of them get lost and are both conveniently looking for the same cancer patient, who is typically an outpatient but was admitted after getting violently ill at work and was brought into the emergency room by handsome and kind paramedic Rafael Aveiro. Landry is a pathology intern who MC meets when running some blood samples from a patient to the lab and he mentions how he looks up to Ethan Ramsey, while MC offhandedly mentions that maybe meeting your heroes isn't a good thing, Ramsey enters the lab and acknowledges MC but not Landry, a fact that awes Landry and makes MC uncomfortable.

The gem scene in chapter 1 is a 15 gem scene where you can just hang out with your new friend group in the cafeteria at lunch and get to know each of them better and learn why they became doctors. You also realize that you guys are really good as friends and decide to move in together, this unlocks the penthouse apartment because you guys jump on it ASAP. It's sweet and friendly while also providing the premium housing without having to resort to underhanded tactics or selling your friend's services. Immediately after lunch MC is getting some menial filing done when the ER is suddenly thrown into pandemonium as a scuffle erupts. Chapter ends.

#playchoices #open heart au/rewrite #i guess if i want rafael to be a more central part of the plot i have to write it myself. #thats all i want and still pixelberry disappoints #also this is gonna rely heavily on knowledge gained from untold stories of the er and similar shows #i just think it would make good drama #also it wont rely on mc having revelations from nothing all the time. it will still happen. just not constantly. #instead of the trevor arc in book 2 i was thinking instead making an arc based on the gloria ramirez case #but anyways the short of it is is that your lis are jackie bryce rafael and zaid #most li scenes will be choose what you do between the four lis or what li do you see? except for eight total diamond scenes #these can easily also be platonic and there will be two for each li #at the end of book 1 you soft lock your li #aurora and kyra arent introduced in book 1 but are introduced in book 2 as potential lis #aurora was at mass kenmore to try and evade her aunts shadow and kyra had been an outpatient before her cancer took a turn for the worse

[joejoeba]

i have incessant brainrot over your narancia mista singles day post esp bc of the onesided thing like ooohmygod ohmygod. lies on the floor. do you have more thoughts on them and that dynamic i wld give anything to hear them

Well yes but also not a lot ok

(Note: this is all self indulgence and not really supported by any facts, I am aware of it, leave me to my lotions)

The reason I was like "hey but those two" is a) they're a lot more physical than most of the gang and b) I love homies to lovers.

I feel like everyone (besides bruabba) would crush on Narancia at least a little bit, he just seems so easy to love. Fugo and Narancia imo quickly settled into being more like brothers, and Narancia and Mista were more like friend bro buddies. It goes like:

Brother (Fugo), Bro (Mista), Bestie (Trish) Boss (Giorno if he's around), and then the dads.

BUT ANYWAY ABOUT NARANCIA MISTA

So Mista is a dude who indulges in life a lot, right? Hell yeah, we love hedonism. He's shown flirting with some girls on the street, so I'd think he's also very liberal about relationships and flings, and has an easy time getting along with people.

I'd imagine he enters the Bucci Gang, and it's a bunch of really serious haunted people....and Narancia, who is lively, gullible, and tactile as shit. They probably get along great from the get-go, hence the cute duo we see in VA (I want to sometime do a redraw of all the time Nara and Mista cradled/held one another because it's a bunch, Mista is very protective actually and Narancia is always getting into shit).

I think the real emotional conundrum starts once the boat leaves the harbour, with Fugo now being absent- so Narancia latches onto Mista- and there being a lot of active danger- and Mista is a protective guy. So it's basically those two goofballs in the midst of all this serious and confusing stuff, being in danger and fighting together.

NOW. I feel like they have this in common: they both get along with people, they're extroverts, they love to form bonds (Mista short-term, Nara long-term), and they are fine with being physical with another dude. The difference is, Mista easily codes things in a romantic fashion, and Narancia doesn't, because he's just not like that. So you've got this companionship from the angles of someone whose done a lot of lowkey flirting and flings and maybe relationships, and someone who has not and does not want that. But they express it the same way. So like, you have Mista who is used to things being a certain way and if you keep talking to people like that and touching them like that you must mean something by it, right? And then Narancia, who does not mean a single thing by it except all the platonic love they have to give. And that's confusing for someone who is used to things being either column A or column B.

Post-VA, it would turn into a now-we'll-never-know-and-it-drives-me-nuts for Mista, who thought about maybe doing something about this whole relationship once they were back home and safe, and Narancia, well. They never got to know.

Post-VA-everyone-lives-AU, Mista would maybe feel like he needs to act, NOW, before things go to shit again, because he's lived through losing/almost losing Narancia and he knows how much that sucks and he knows it's gotta be love, right, that's all this can be. The comfortable silences, casual touching, always leaning on each other, always defaulting to being two? But at the same time, now that he knows, what if he fucks it up? Or what if losing someone sucks even more when they have a Thing?

Mista's great at being chill and lowkey and rolling with the punches, so, realistically...he just keeps doing that, and he is happy with the lifelong friendship he gets, even during the times it kinda hurts (I mean imagine having really confusing feelings about someone who liberally sits on you and shares food with you and relies on you for safety and companionship it's PAINFUL). It's the first time he has to go through that and it's a Lot, but its better than nothing.

Flipside, aroace Narancia. Little dude has all the love in the fucking world to give, it just isnt romantic in the sense you'd expect (I say this as someone with very specific views on what romance is). And here's a guy who indulges them like no one else does, and that's awesome, at least for as long as they're oblivious to the crisis Mista is having behind the scenes and not telling them about.

And like, personally, I think they would should and would be best as this sort of really close intimate platonic duo. There's a whole personal rant I could do about like, what is romance and what is friendship, what IS love, baby don't hurt me etc, but I dont think that's for here and I'm still thinking about it myself. But ultimately, they are to each other what they are to each other, and it might not even really fit any label, and maybe it's not 100% ideal but what relationship is??? They have love for each other and they'd much rather go with it than without it and that's just great to me. I think heartache can be a good thing sometimes.

My whole naramis enjoyment narrative is VERY much just stuff id like to headcanon, and it's actually making me think abt stuff for myself! I'm surprised other people seem so into it lol but Im not complaining! One day maybe I'll write about it. Sorry I dont have more to say for now.

Basically they love each other I'm different ways but it's okay because bro they r and always will b friends.

here is Them being Sleepy I never posted anywhere bc I dont like how it looks but I will allow it this time.

#Naramis #Um idk if this is gonna make sense but well!