#thinking about switching backgrounds so just incase...

[larkingame]

the absolute beginners guide to twine part i

I've posted this in the tutorial channel in our decoding twine server, but I figured it might be helpful to keep on here. As someone who found learning twine incredibly daunting especially with so many things to read, often using coding language I was expected to already understand, I want make coding in twine alot simpler for beginners.

So, with this, I'm unleashing the absolute, absolute, begginers guide/series of sorts for people looking to pick up twine, but might be intimidated. Here I'm talking about the 'stuff you should already know' 🙄 you see when going into tutorials. I really hope some of this helps, and I'll be happy to answer any questions I can in the future, or at least, send you to someone else who can too.

so, with that being said, here's the absolute beginners guide to twine, part i

So, this is the most basic basic basic stuff you're going to use within sugarcube twine, that I thought would be helpful for those of us who are just learning, there are plenty of more in depth guides out there, but I wanted to keep this as simplistic as possible in a sort of explain-to-me-like-i'm-five style.

Once you've gotten twine installed and switched your format over to sugarcube -> (This is done by opening up a new project, clicking in the bottom left of your screen with your game's title, and clicking on the 'Change Story Format' Option and switching over to the latest version of Sugarcube (sugarcube2.36.1))

PASSAGES These are what hold the content of your story! They hold your main body of text and LINKS which what connect passages in your story. Think of passages as pages in your choose your own adventure novel, and links are the choices that tell you (or the program) which page to flip to. Passages have TITLES and BODIES Your Title, is you guessed it, what your passage is called. This will not show up in game, but I'd recommend naming your passages something bland incase code-divers hop in and look at your code lest they find something embarrassing in your titles. Your body, is what is in the actual passage itself, this is what shows up in game and contains links.

LINKS links are what tie ALL of twine together across the formats, and in sugarcube you can style them a series of ways, connecting one passage to the next. The easiest way to include a link looks like this: [[LINK]] This is a link that will appear as the word 'link' in-game, and will take you to the next passage entitled LINK. For this route, it's necessary to wrap your link in two sets of brackets OR [[]] These, which will actually make it function as a link. [[NEXT | LINK]] This is another approach you could take, where players will click on a link that says "NEXT" in game, but will take the player to a passage called LINK. For beginners think, left is what will appear to the player and right is the title of the passage just for you the developer.

USING VARIABLES - variables are an incredibly useful tool that can be used to keep track of things throughout your game, whether that be your character's name, whether or not the player's visited a passage, the response to a question or numerical stats.

For our purposes there are three types of variables, Boolean (true/false), Numerical, and String Variables.

The two macros that will be useful in reference to variables are: <<set>> and <<if>>

First things first, when you have your list of variables ready, you're going to want to define them first in the StoryInit Passage. This is the first passage that will run in your game, you won't see it when the game is played BUT it does get run in the background behind everything else. By setting your variables ahead of time and modifying them later it allows for a smoother run through of the game that eliminates problems further down the line. You can of course, define your variables as your game progresses in individual passages BUT you might run into trouble later down the line.

So, let's set up your variables in a mock StoryInit Passage here: :: StoryInit <<set $characterfriendship to 0>> <<set $yesornoanswer to false>> <<set $eyecolor to "null">>

SO, what this does is it sets a variable called $characterfriendship to 0 using the <<set>> macro. What this does is set my friendship points with said character to ) that can progressively grow throughout the game.

VARIABLES whatever you call them ALWAYS have to be proceeded by a dollar sign ($) for them to function in game, and you can format the <<set>> macro a number of ways. For example: <<set $characterfriendship to 0>> <<set $characterfriendship = 0>>

Both will function the same and make it so that variable will equal 0.

Now moving on, if we want to alter those numerical values further down the line in a passage we can do so in a number of ways, whether that be adding, subtracting, dividing or multiplying. For example if I want to ADD 1 point to my friendship my code would look like this. <<set $characterfriendship += 1>> OR IF WE'RE JUST ADDING ONE you could simply do this: <<set $characterfriendship ++>>

To subtract you'd do: <<set $characterfriendship -= 1>> To multiply you'd do: <<set $characterfriendship *= 1> To divide you'd do: <<set $characterfriendship /= 1> This of course can be altered to any number, just by changing that 1 to the number you'd like.

BOOLEAN VARIABLES are useful when an option has two outcomes, helpful for things like yes or no questions or passage visits. Setting those variables looks something like this:

<<set $yesornoanswer to false>> <<set $yesornoanswer to true>>

when setting the variable it is NOT necessary to add quotations around the words true or false, this will mess up your work down the line if you don't continuously use those quotes again.

STRING VARIABLES These are helpful for options with more complex outcomes, things like multiple options, names, or character customization.

<<set $eyecolor to "null">>

So far in StoryInit I've only set it to null because I haven't set it yet in-game, and by setting it to "null" it just gives me an option that isn't really an option.

SETTING VARIABLES WITH LINKS SO, moving forward, no that I have defined my variables in StoryInit, I want to change them when I'm in game.

You could do this of course, by setting them at the top of your passage in game. So looking something like this:

::passagethree <<set $eyecolor to "brown">> Her eyes were brown. Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit, sed do eiusmod tempor incididunt ut labore et dolore magna aliqua. Ut enim ad minim veniam, quis nostrud exercitation ullamco laboris nisi ut aliquip ex ea commodo consequat. Duis aute irure dolor in reprehenderit in voluptate velit esse cillum dolore eu fugiat nulla pariatur.

But another sometimes more effective way to set them with actual links! You can go about that a couple of ways.

One is with the brackets method and it'll look something like this.

[[BLUE | LINK][$eyecolor to "blue"]]

Using this method, it's important NOT to include the word set, simply skipping ahead to your variable the to and what you're defining it as.

The other method is through the <> method. This is simply another way to style your links. I like the brackets method, but it's all up to you.

<<link 'blue' 'passage-four'>><<set $eyecolor to "blue">><</link>>

The first quotation (blue) is what the player will see as the link in the passage, and the second quotation (passage-four) is what the associated passage is called. You can set the $variable within those <<link>>

#interactive fiction #twine #sugarcube twine #if #coding #tutorial

[thechanglingchronicles]

MLB nature wives au???

And a background?

I’m really thinking about writing a whole au for it but I’ve got a lot going on at the moment, so incase i never do it or it’s made months from now, here’s all my ideas for it:

-full love square Shelby likes Katherine and reversed for their superhero identities

-LadyWitch and Kittynoir

-I’m thinking jimmy as nino, Scott as alya (im a fwhimmy shipper first but flower husbands works the best for this au)

-their friends will get miraculouses but it will be closer to the movie plot wise

-I’ll probably switch around the animals for everyone besides cat and bug because the luck symbolism works well for their characters and I would’ve made Katherine a cat either way (I guess a sheep would work too but that’s way over complicating things)

-their gonna have equally angsty home lives

-theirs no cloe but Joey might fit whatever I need from her plot wise

-brautworst as lila, sausage will do something?

-desert duo as marthaniel because I can’t not include them

I’ve been thinking about this for so long omg im so happy im actually posting something for it.

Also it’s been forever since I posted art, I’ve hated everything I drew. Which is just a step in the growth process but still makes me hate myself.

Send me asks if you want to see more of this au!

^inspo/reference photo

#mcyt #shubble #empires smp #empires s2 #katherine elizabeth #empires shipping #empires season 2 #nature wives #my art hehe #shubble fanart #fic writing #mlb au #mlb nature wives

[moremysteriesthantragedies]

Infernal Serenade 2 Update (2/6/2023)

We're getting there slowly but surely. Chapter 33 is done, and though I want to extend the lengths of some parts and add more description, I am leaving it as is for now. Was so happy to be able to write wisdom again and some more demonic antics/worldbuilding, going a bit into Glorfais' (pride's) background.

There's some emotional whump in the next part, so everyone please pray for Juno, I'm not going to go easy on here (Des either tbh).

My favorite quote (have a bit of greed for your day);

“Little do they know that we’re letting them, stringing them along every inch of the way until we can stand on that surface, and BAM! Within seconds there are nails through those palms, crucifying them as a sacrifice for the cause.” He made air quotes with one free hand, the one held up curling in to crutch the metaphorical human in his clutches

Wip Intro

Fun Fact (OC): Juno actually really doesn't like the idea of prayer. I think it's because it's putting one's devotion in a higher being, while a lot of her own beliefs are uplifting yourself and incasing yourself with good energy through affirmations, meditation, etc. So like putting good foods in your body, mind, and spiritual edition, and putting too much deviation in a higher power the way the cults do doesn't cut it for her.

Fun Fact (Chapter): I feel kind of iffy about the representation of the rebels here, but, at the same time, I kind of want them to come off as childish and incompetent compared to the main characters. They're not bad people and they're doing their best, but they also aren't self-aware enough to fully understand they're going up against much more than Dolly here. I also feel I get mad at myself for the scope of it, but I think this is good. It's a dip into the bigger picture, and the transition book where the characters have to switch to that point of view, so. I rag on part two compared to part one but, looking back, it makes sense for the characters to act so "stupid" about some things because they genuinely do not know.

OC Opinion: I feel really bad for Juno, to be honest. She's been raised to have a very black-and-white view of "safe" and "unsafe", and therefore feels it's her responsibility to bring everyone into what she deems the "survivalists" way of living. It's like if someone was taught a specific bath oil was the only thing that could truly clean anyone and keep the dirt at bay, so they constantly push the product on everyone they meet regardless of the reaction. I think Bradi has this issue but in the opposite direction, where he'll push people to just "go with it" and not take enough time to understand their hesitations (he definitely gets this from Des). Quince has this with himself, hanging his own ideals over his head, while Castell is so lax it causes problems. I love them all but man, y'all need to get out of your own way dudes.

Taglist: @writingingraves, @talesofsorrowandofruin, @kashacreates (ask to be added!)

#writblr #writerblr #wip update #my writing #infernal serenade #tw demon

[my-misplaced-stew]

My headcanons for each of the mercs + Miss Pauling

I'm not in a very writing mood so take some of my personal headcanons!

TW: Ask to tag

Scout

So you know how he drinks pretty much exclusively Bonk! ? Imagine what it does to his teeth! So to prevent his teeth from rotting out of his head he brushes his teeth at least 3 times a day, just to be safe. His ma definitely told him off if he went to long without brushing his teeth as a kid. She raised 8 kids! And dental care is expensive as all hell.

Pyro

They're like a crow when it comes to finding shiny stuff on the ground. If they see something glistening in the sun they will put it in a pocket to display in their room later. Doesn't matter if it's considered "trash" or not, if he likes it he will put it in his room! No if, ands or buts about it!

Soldier

Raccoon armys need to be prepared for anything! And they can't be prepared for anything is they're covered in dirt and trash! So Soldier gives all his raccoons a spa day every now and then. At first he tried to give them showers in the community showers but was swiftly banned from the showers with any animal. So he bought [and by bought I mean took from the display outside the store] a little plastic pool just for his raccoons. He fills it up with a hose then let's his little army play in the water.

Heavy

He's skilled at polishing all of his guns, not just Sasha. Sure he might not name all of his secondary weapons but that doesn't mean hes going to neglect them! Knows all the ins and outs of his weapons so he can take the best care of them. Finds the most efficient and quickest ways too. Over all the guy you want to go to if you need some help cleaning your gun, that is if you're close enough with him.

Engineer

So it's already canon that he can play the guitar. But I like to think he can play a few other instruments. Mainly stringed instruments, like the banjo, but he can also play the piano pretty well! Depends on what kind of mokd hes in but he can play a range from old saloon style music to some classical music. Doesn't play the piano very often because where the hell is there a piano in the base?

Demoman

Hes a huge fan of horror movies and horror stuff in general. He already enjoys stuff about cryptids so it makes sense that he loves the horror. Prefers to read as he can find places to stop incase he is interrupted, which is often. But sometimes he just likes to sit down with a bottle of scrumpy and watch a cheesy horror movie.

Medic

He has the skeleton he stole on display in his lab. Why would he even steal a skeleton if he was going to do something with it? It took a while for him to get it standing for the display but he eventually got it! Everyone thinks it's just another plastic skeleton because no one really put two and two together. That is until he mentioned he put the skeleton on display in his lab.

Sniper

It's so so tempting to just say he smokes weed cause it's funny but I wont. I promise. As a child he would go off into the surrounding forest around his house and not come back home until dinner time. He would just walk around, climb trees, poke dead animals with a stick. When he was 10 his parents got his his first bow so he would at least have something to fight with if worst came to worst. He would usually just shoot at the nearby trees until the sun came down.

Spy

He usually just sneaks into town to get stuff done, since there wouldn't be a way to keep a whole dry cleaning service hidden from everyone else. So he disguises himself as a normal citizen, hides his suits under some normal clothing, and then bribes the cleaner to hide the suits and to pretend he never existed. Comes back after a day or two to pick up his clothing, usually disguised as a completely different person. Always makes sure to switch up which dry cleaning business after a few times so no one can track him. He has a very strict plan everytime he needs to go into town.

Miss Pauling

Ok since there's no background info on her I kinda made her on myself. So I like to think that a relative of her's had a run in with the Administrator. Said relative did something bad enough for the Administrator to have them hunted down and to be killed. As kind of a olive branch to spare they're own life, they offered up Miss Pauling to become the Administrator's personal assistant. I believe Miss Pauling was around 17 during all this. The Administrator agreed to taking her in only to kill the relative after the deal was made. She had Miss Pauling trained and taught what to do. Fearing for her life, Miss Pauling pushed herself to her limits which worked in her favor. Now she works for the Administrator for the rest of her life because of a stupid mistake an even stupider relative made.

#team fortress 2 #tf2 #tf2 x reader #<--- not really but im tagging it as that anyway #tf2 headcanons #tf2 scout #tf2 pyro #tf2 soldier #tf2 heavy #tf2 engineer #tf2 demoman #tf2 medic #tf2 sniper #tf2 spy #miss pauling

[gingeraleluke]

🎀 dolled up: congrats on 1000 dear!!! also i have no idea how to send pictures lol but could you come up with a concept for timothée chalamet x reader based on timmy in that slytherin sweater?

BASED ON THIS PICTURE

(in this fic, y/n plays chani in dune, not zendaya!)

timothée sat down at the desk that buzzfeed had set up for him, wearing a plain white tee and some jeans. to his left, his girlfriend, and costar, y/n sat beside him. she wore a bright pink cropped shirt with the words ‘dune’ bedazzled on it and a pair of jeans with fuzzy heels. they were adjusting their mics as they began to get comfortable, a man dropping off two lap tops for them to use.

“oh, are we getting started?” timothée asked people behind the camera. they nodded before giving them the cue to do the intro.

“hey! im timothée chalamet and i play paul in the new movie dune.” he looked over at y/n, watching her follow his lead.

“and im y/n y/l/n and i play chani in the new movie dune!” she smiled through her red lipstick and slicked her hair back.

“today, we are finding out what dune character we are with buzzfeed.”

“okay so, do you want to read the question and i’ll read the options and we can switch off, or…?”

“yeah, i’ll go first.” timothée’s finger slid down on the pad of the laptop, scrolling to see the first question. “okay, choose a dune.”

four pictures of the desert were listed as you and timothée compared the pictures. “the first one is very orange- lots of orange sand.” you chuckled, nodding. “and the second looks kind of like arrakis, actually!”

“mmhm, so does the fourth one.” she remarked.

“the third one seems peaceful, so i’m gonna pick the third one.” timothée clicked it, making y/n look at him funny.

“what? the third one looks boring, i think.”

“really?”

“yeah! i’m gonna pick the fourth one because its speaking to me.” timmy chuckled at her as she read the next question. “where would you want to live?”

“okay, so we have more deserty places— very on theme for our film.”

“yeah, there’s a lot of sand in dune, just saying.” timmy mentioned, looking down at the laptop.

“yeah!” she laughed, “so the first one is like a sand— like a human morocco sand castle with some bushes and shrubs and… signs of life. um, the second one is like an underground sand house and the last two are more rocky hills in a desert— very arizona vibes for me. i’m picking the third one with the nice blue sky and the view in the background.”

“yeah? i’m gonna pick the second one with the underground building, it’s pretty darn cool.” he nodded.

“alright, choose a space view. wait, babe, what would you do if you got paul and—“

“and you get choni? i would honestly laugh so hard, wow.”

“i swear— anyways, choose a space view, um… im picking the bright pink one because it’s really pretty and i like pink galaxies, how about you, y/n?”

“umm, im actually gonna pick the third one because it looks like the big dipper.” she tapped on it before scrolling.

“wait, what?” timothée bursted out laughing.

“what?” she chuckled, confused.

“how does it look like the big dipper? it’s literally just some stars.”

“shut up, i see the big dipper. next question.” she became flustered and quickly moved on while timmy laughed at how cute she was.

“‘the big dipper.’” timothée snickered, shaking his head. his girlfriend shoved him, “oh shut up!”

“OH! here’s a good one,” she tapped his shoulder and pointed at the screen. “‘which is your favorite: paul or chani?’ well, obviously chani.”

“yeah, i’m picking paul, because well… he’s the best.”

“mmhmm, okay.” she kissed her teeth and looked over him as he read the next question.

“which planet from dune would you want to live on? arrakis, caladan, geidi prime, or kaitain?”

y/n instinctively rested her head on his shoulder, before remembering that they were on camera and sitting back up. people knew that they were dating, but she didn’t want to be extra touchy with him, incase people would be upset.

“i’m picking arrakis, what about you?”

“um, i think i’m gonna pick caladan because it looks really peaceful there.”

“incase you guys haven’t noticed, y/n likes being alone in quiet places.” he smirked.

“i do! it’s true.” she adjusted her position and scrolled down on her laptop, making eye contact with the camera for a brief moment. “last question, what would you want to be? a fremen, an emperor, a lord, or a soldier? im definitely picking an emperor because i think i’d be a good one.”

“yeah, i can see that… i’ll pick emperor too.” they watched their screens load the results and held hands in excitement. “ready?! three…two..one!”

“IM JESSICA!” y/n squealed.

“IM YOU!”

“WHAT?” you looked to see you dressed as chani on his screen. “OH MY GOD!”

“YOU’RE MY MOM?!” you buckled over laughing as you guys began to film the outro, when you were stopped by the producer.

“actually, we have a gift for you..” a lady approached them with two gift bags, handing one to y/n and one to timothée.

“what? me?”

“a gift?” timmy asked, grinning as he opened it to find a Slytherin sweater. you opened yours and found a Ravenclaw sweater, just like his. you both looked at one another before shouting;

“THIS IS THE BEST INTERVIEW EVER!”

COME JOIN THE SLUMBER PARTY!

#timothee chalamet x reader #timothée chalamet #dolledup #1k sleepover

[theepisceswriter]

Jealous!Reader with AOT characters pt.2 (Porco, Bertholdt, Pieck, Zeke)

A/N: y’all really liked the first one I made here, so here’s a pt.2 with different characters

TW: none really apply, sort of suggestive for Zeke, Modern AU, GN!reader

PORCO GALLIARD

I am a firm believer that in a modern AU, Porco and Reiner would be the type of people to go to sport restaurants like Hooters, Buffalo Wild Wings, or Twin Peaks. They give me that macho man type of vibe. Of course though, Porco would make you tag along with him almost every time he went. He feels that it’s a very nice way for the two of you to bond. Which honestly it is.

You have a deep sense of security within yourself and enough trust in Porco to not be bothered by the waitresses there, as you should, knowing that it’s only their job to be enticing like that. Hell, you even enjoy it when the waitresses would flirt with you sometimes or you’d get the really pretty ones who look like they’re straight off of a magazine. Not to mention that you visit places like this often, so most of them know you and know that you and Porco are in a relationship together.

They all respect your boundaries and don’t try to push at them at all.....until this one waitress comes around. You can quite obviously tell that her flirting is different from the “trained” flirting that the other girls often do. She lingers at your table a little longer than she should be trying to talk to Porco to the point where other waitresses have to tell her to go check on other tables and she’s disregarding you completely, asking Porco questions that should be aimed at you and being very rude in general.

Porco is hardly paying her any mind, too focused on the game to really pay attention to what’s going on, but any piece of attention he gives to her she latches on too it. But still, you remain cordial and calm on the inside. Not wanting to come off as one of those significant others and cause a scene that doesn’t need to be caused. If someone looked at you for too long they might notice an eye twitch or two coming from you.

Really it’s Porco’s hand holding underneath the table that’s keeping you sane and reminding you of how secure your position in your relationship is. You almost calm down entirely, but of course the waitress has to come back and try desperately to get his attention again. At one point he zones out into the game and to try and get his attention she attempts to tap him on his shoulder.

Strong on the attempt because you grabbed her wrist before she could even brush her fingers against his shirt and gave her a stern “Aht! Aht! That is not going to be happening tonight and definitely not in front of me.”

And Porco, this menace to society, finally speaks up like, “I was wondering when you were finally going to say something. I was getting afraid that I didn’t mean anything to you anymore.” He would’ve eventually intervened himself though if she was actually successful in touching him.

The waitress gets the hint for the rest of the night, but just incase she doesn’t he holds you close to his side with his arm draped over your shoulders.

BERTHOLDT HOOVER

Despite his soft spoken nature and personality that sometimes falls on the shy part of the spectrum, Bertholdt is actually an easy person to come up to and start a conversation with. Of course, you have to be the one to start the conversation, but after that it’s like he can’t shut up, likes he’s compelled to answer back to everything and keep a conversation going.

It’s a trait of his that you’ve come to love, but also come to hate on days when you’re out in public with him and can just see the twinkle in a girl’s eyes when she’s getting ready to come over to him to flirt. It’s usually in awkward situations too like when you’re out shopping and he’s standing off to the side because he has no business looking at what you’re shopping for, so the fact that he’s kind of alienated from you and doesn’t know how to respond to flirting all that well in the first place really has him in an awkward chokehold.

He’ll get asked for his number and instead of saying flat out no, because he doesn’t want to be harsh, he struggles to let words out at all as he tries to think of what to say. And people really prey on his shyness and don’t even give him the chance to respond before they’re forcing themselves on him more, handing their phone out to him just waiting to input a number.

Imagine the shock and anger on your face when you turn around from your shopping happy ready to show Bertholdt what you got and instead you see a girl trying to get his number! You’re over there in an instant, legs carrying you as fast as they can and a scold on your face as you go over there and the first thing you do is push that phone as far away from him as you can.

“I know my BOYFRIEND and something tells me that he is not interested in the direction this conversation is going with you whatsoever, so I suggest you leave him alone before I make you 😤” The girl leaves like immediately after that.

Bert is just behind you the whole time with a ☺️ look on his face like “Yes, that is indeed my significant other!” Which is so funny because he’s like 6’3 and towering over you, but you’re the feisty one!

He does feel kinda guilty for not cutting off the interaction before it got that far, so he wraps his arms around you and nuzzle his face into your neck all like, “I’m sorry baby 🥺🥺 you know I don’t like anyone else but you 🥺🥺 I was trying to tell them no thank you but it wouldn’t come out 🥺🥺”

You couldn’t stay mad at him even if you wanted to, that’s all it takes for you to forget about it altogether.

PIECK FINGER

It’s almost impossible to see someone as fine looking as Pieck and not shoot your shot. If I saw Pieck out in public the first thing I would do is shoot my shot.

It happens allll the time whenever you two go out. Out at the mall shopping for clothes? Someone’s going to come up to you two and try to hit on Pieck. At the club minding each other’s business and trying to have a good time? Some guy is going to come over and try to ruin that for you too.

At first it was like a bragging rights thing for you. Everyone noticed your hot girlfriend was hot but you were the one who went home to her everyday and not them, but at some point it switched from a bragging right to down right annoying. It’s like you can’t leave her alone for more than a couple of seconds because here comes someone breathing down her neck being a weirdo!

Poor Pieck doesn’t even know what’s going on half of the time because she be baked out of her mind, thinking about nothing but how some ruffles and ice cream can really hit right now. So she’s just going along with the conversation like “mhm, yeah ☺️” every ten seconds hoping that they’d get the hint that she’s not thinking about them at all and to leave her alone. But, of course, they don’t.

Her body language becomes stressed out and agitated, not knowing what to do because you’re in the gas station buying snacks for the two of you while she’s far away at the gas pumps doing her best to get an ending with this weirdo where they don’t kidnap her.

Luckily, just on time you exit out the gas station and even before you get any closer to Pieck you’re already pissed off at the fact that someone is probably hitting on her, but after you see her do that awkward little shuffle with her feet signifying that she’s uncomfortable? You’re over there in a heartbeat.

See, maybe you would’ve been a bit nicer if her body language didn’t tell you that they had been pestering her for a while despite how everything about her screamed ‘not interested.’

So what do you do? You take the bottle of sprite you bought and bop them on the head with it. Head empty no thoughts just ‘protect my stoner girlfriend.’

Pieck is so messy too, she’s in the background like “Ohhhhh shit *giggle* fight! Fight! Fight!” You were ready to rumble too, but if you were so ready to hit them in the head with a sprite bottle the other person definitely didn’t want to know what else you were confident with doing. So they recuperated from their sprite bottle hit and went running to their car.

This was a proud girlfriend moment for Pieck the whole drive home. She could not stop talking about how much of a badass you were and how she loved that you would do anything for her.

ZEKE JAEGER

I wrote soft Zeke already, so now it’s time for me to give y’all the menace Zeke y’all have been waiting for.

Zeke is the type of significant other who’s big on teasing and messing with his partner is general. There’s something about seeing them all flustered after he does something to embarrass them, like fake propose to them in public or something, that really cracks him up. That being said, he’s not opposed to flirting with someone in front of you to get you riled up and see your reaction.

Let’s set the scene; He drags you to Sam Ash with him, because we’ve all just collectively decided that modern day Zeke is a music pretentious asshole, to go get something for his guitar or at least that’s what you assume he was complaining about. You weren’t even listening, just excited to go and mess with the drums and guitars there. It’s the first thing you do once you get there and Zeke sees this as his opportunity to finally mess with you.

He goes over to the drum set display you’re playing on and calls over and employee with “inquiries” about the set you’re playing on. He pretends to ask a few genuine questions at first but eventually he’s able to get the conversation to shift to something a little more personal. Which isn’t terrible, but once he starts throwing out lines like “Oh you like (said band)? I’ve always found myself gravitating towards people who like them. They’re always the most attractive people, I’ve found 😏.” Is when you start getting agitated.

You’re just trying to play We Will Rock You on the drums and here he goes killing your vibe immensely. And it’s hard to ignore when they’re standing right on the side of you. Not to mention how the employee is eating all of this up, blushing and all. It’s at the first mention of numbers being exchanged that you’ve decided you’ve had enough. Without a word to Zeke you get up and storm out of the store.

Was this a dick move on his end? Absolutely, but you’re a couple who’s relationship is filled with debating and bickering, bickering especially, so part of him thought you would play along with his little game and be like “Whatever. I don’t care.” But instead, you were genuinely upset. You didn’t even know where you were going but you were going somewhere. And that somewhere was the outside of the Sam Ash store because you realized you really didn’t have a choice.

Sorry guys, but I have to switch over to soft Zeke now.

He comes running after you, “y/n! Y/n it was a joke!” But that just makes you even more mad and oops, a year drops down your face and he feels terrible.

Kisses all over your face, words of assurance spilling out his lips, and a tight ass beat hug.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I’m such a dick I know. I didn’t mean to make you this upset though.” He would get down on his knees if he had to!

I guess you can forgive him just this once, but only on the terms that you get Sub!Zeke tonight and get to act as a pillow princess/prince cause he has a lot of making up to do.

#sorry if there are any typos i was kinda rushing #aot x reader #attack on titan x reader #porco galliard x reader #bertholdt hoover x reader #pieck finger x reader #zeke yeager x reader #zeke jaeger x reader #aot imagines

[jypbae7]

Im Changkyun - Natal Chart

- requested by @jookyunz

Can’t remember if you wanted the 18+ section so I included it at the bottom and marked it incase you wanna skip it ❤️

(Not claiming to be an expert this is just for fun please don’t take anything too seriously!) Hope this is helpful and that you enjoy it 🥰❤️

Personality: Aquarius Sun, Aries Moon, Capricorn Mercury, Aquarius Mars

Aquarius Sun comes with lots of intrigue and lots of complexity - like the other air signs Aquarius is very adaptable and tends to prefer an “exciting life” (though earth signs tend to see this lifestyle as pure chaos lmao)

Aquarians tend to be intrigued by mystical things due to their very logical view of the world, this logical side can often lend to them coming off as cold or aloof but it’s less about that and more about their need to rule with the head and not the heart in order to avoid being thrown off the balance that they like (Aqua is a fixed sign) also they do NOT want to be hurt by people so the guard they have up towards the world is basically an iron curtain till they develop enough trust with you

Aries Moon is equally as spontaneous and adaptable but for a different motivation - Aries is bold and wants the most out of life and you can bet your bottom dollars they’ll do WHATEVER necessary to gain the lifestyle and goals they set for themselves.

But since they are naturally social butterflies and genuinely just want to have fun and encourage the people they love to reach for their dreams and have fun doing it, they tend to succeed rather easily since people are drawn to them. - All about confidence, bold styles, working hard because they NEED to be the best at whatever they do, but they definitely play hard too (as does every fire sign lmao)

As much as Aries and Aquarius like change and excitement - Capricorn Mercury does NOT. This adds a LOT of grounding and “tradition” to quick moving Aries and unconventional Asquarius.

Capricorn Mercurys are known to speak slow, quite monotonous and precise which I definitely have always felt about Changkyun. You’re not getting too much fluff or extra words from them because Capricorn finds it a waste of energy. They say what they mean when they mean it and not much else more. But this means they are good listeners and are very comfortable and unreliant on “attention” or “being in the spotlight” giving them added levels of independence. I also feel that this is why they are sooooo unbothered by other people’s opinions and friendship.

Aquarians straight up rather be alone than around fake people. They don’t care if they “fit in” with general norms because they don’t want to be like anyone else anyway lmao and they are interesting enough to keep themselves entertained. While Capricorn and Aries have places to go, people to see, and goals to crush so why the hell be worried about others???

Mixed with the other 2 placements it’s likely that his home is a serious sanctuary for him that he takes seriously. When he’s out in the world doing his busy schedules and chaotic traveling and work he’s happy and really feeding into the air and fire energy. But when he gets home it’s his Capricorn Mercury that is being nurtured and stimulated. He’s going to wanna hibernate there for a while without leaving especially if he’s been gone a long time. Could be either unbelievably messy or unbelievably neat but likely no inbetween with these placements lmao.

Aquarius Mars.... reminder that Aquarius is a fixed sign so this in Mars could mean one HELL of a temper or at least rage once he’s set off. But thankfully the Airy nature of Aqua means you’d really have to mess with him to get that kind of reaction because they generally really dislike being upset. They prefer staying content and neutral rather than having extreme feelings of any kind or it makes them veryyyyy edgy. If you can disagree with respect and if you provide logic instead of ego as your argument you’re likely to get a much better reaction from Aquarius

Relationships:

Non-Romantic Relationships & overall communication style: Aquarius Sun, Aries Moon, Capricorn Mercury, Aquarius Mars

Boy oh boyyyyyy he takes a LONG time to open up to people - 2 Aquarius placements and a Capricorn placement screamssssss trust issues and vulnerability issues

Capricorn doesn’t wanna sulk and talk about their problems so IF they trust you enough to come to you with an issue they want solutions and practical help and support

Is really cheered up by acts of service and quality time - watching a great movie even in complete silence just near each other on the couch in sweats tucked under cozy blankets or getting surprised with their favorite dinner can boost their mood instantly

Aries Moon as I said before is a natural in social situations and tends to draw attention even when they aren’t trying so he’s bound to come off a lot more open and friendly than he actually is. The deep stuff won’t come out till he REALLY knows and trusts you and even then… in SMALL increments

That said he’s a super fun friend to have - down for adventures, actually thinks about and puts effort into doing cool stuff with friends and loved ones

When it comes to friendships he shows care through quality time and acts of service

When he buys gifts for people he cares about they are BOMB - cool as fuck and either one or a combination of the following: one of a kind, meaningful as fuck, and/ or super expensive - most likely fashion, jewelry, something music related, or super cool stuff from his travels

Romantic relationships and preferences : Pisces Venus, Aquarius Mars, Aquarius Juno, Aries Eros

Lmao even MORE Aquarius and Aries energy

Ok into the main meat - these four placements are particularly interesting combo: 2 fixed air (Aqua), 1 mutable water (Pisces) and 1 Cardinal Fire (Aries)

Aqua Juno - generally hints at a pretty unconventional relationship and this can come in manyyyyy forms for the very unique and varied Aquarians (partnership without legal marriage, mixed race/culture couple, could even mean choosing a bachelor lifestyle over any normal type of relationship, etc.) - given that Changkyun seems quite close with his parents and his interest in kids I’d say he’s unlikely to choose the bachelor route.

For a lot of Aquarians unconventional can also come in the form of a very stimulating partner, they enjoy learning and expanding their minds and experiences which is why they tend to run towards challenges that others would run from. I think someone who shares similar passions but varied skills and/or background would fulfil that for him. Aquarius, Pisces and Aries like to be stimulated A LOT.

Pisces in Venus is a tricky placement - can be pretty hot and cold, lots of mixed signals, you should be ready to be stood up or flaked on atleast once in the beginning🙄) BUT if you actually manage to earn their trust and dedication they make very caring partners.

Pisces in Venus is art gallery and museum dates, binge watching documentaries especially murder mystery, and spending most of the summer near the closest body of water.

Aries Eros fantasizes about being in a partnership that others look at as a power couple but they’ll never admit it - they dream of a partner who is in awe of them and their accomplishments but has their own big goals and successes to cater to as well. They like people they can grow with as individuals and as a couple. Push and pull works really well with Aries (and the other two fire signs too honestly) they like the cat and mouse thing and they like to have time to miss & yearn for their partner especially the men - absence makes the heart grow fonder.

Love languages in order from most to least: quality time, physical touch, acts of service, gift giving

Aries is a strong sign and they want and need a real partner who respects and supports their independence and boss energy but also can nurture their softer more vulnerable side and be the strong one for them when they need it

***** 18+ Preferences ****

Ooof this should honestly come as a surprise to NO ONE but damn placements do NOT lie...Im Changkyun is one freaky ass boy

I mean ARIES EROS???? Let me spell that out for y’all: fucks you like he absolutely fucking hates you or ties you up like a present and edges you for hours till you’re crying

LOVES, let me repeat LOVES jealousy sex - whether it’s you being jealous of all the screaming thirsting fans he has or him being jealous of guys getting too close too you for his comfort - he is allllllllll about taking that energy directly into the bedroom ASAP (or a bathroom or even closet if it locks 🤐)

Could and WOULD makeout for hours on end - especially if he’s been drinking

The more you switch it up the more excited he is - with all them Aquarius placements it should be pretttyyyyyy often

Different positions, lingerie, role play - any and all of it excite him

With a partner he actually trusts and has feelings for I can see him being extremely open minded to trying things (though obviously EVERYONE has limits and boundaries)

Toys, blindfolds, handcuffs, whip cream, hot wax, spanking - all a STRONG yes

Get the strong feeling he has strong preference to use his mouth often - lots of kissing (passionate, needy, messy - sometimes more aggressive) , likes to give and receive hickeys, wants to kiss all over his partner’s body and LOVES oral both receiving and giving (and I get the feeling he’s TOO good at that 👀)

More willing to let his partner take control than you might think - he’s not a switch but he just doesn’t think you initiating or “being in control” makes him any less dominant. In fact it’s probably the opposite; you showing your desire to that point actually makes him feel MORE dominant and masculine

Literally could find anyone and everyone beautiful - is more attracted to people’s minds, spirit and energy than physical looks (BIG Pisces and Aquarian thing)

Gets turned on every single time he sees you in the crowd at one of his shows - makes him feel like you are the only two people in the world (drives his Aries Eros INSANE - gets a kick out of the slight power play of being on stage in front of so many people, as well as the secrecy and raw passionate energy of it all)

Tattoos, piercings, colorful wigs, or even just interesting jewelry paired with the right lingerie or outfit will have him 🤯- think short black see-through lace robe with nothing on underneath except a sparkling body chain dripping from your body....yep he’ll eat you like a main dish in .00000000023 seconds

Hope you enjoyed! 💕

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[peterspideyy]

what for? | part two

part one

summary- you call your boyfriend, peter. but, it isn’t a happy one. and he’ll remember it for the rest of his life.

warnings- angst, swearing

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it’s been a month, three days, five hours and two minutes since you left.

peter still remembers that phone call vividly. it’s like, it’s been surgically planted into his mind for all eternity. everything reminds him off that call. and he despises it.

there’s been a funeral.

it was nice. peaceful.

peter knows you would of hated it though- everyone was too upset and dressed in all black. he’s knows you would of wanted people smiling or wearing colourful clothes. but, you weren’t there to tell him that’s what you wanted. peter was the only one not crying at your funeral. your whole family, even the avengers were sobbing.

except him.

he didn’t have any tears left.

he was empty.

“what for, love?”

the sound on the other end went silent, as peter waited for you to answer his question.

“darling? what’s wrong? you can tell me anything you know.” he ushered, feeling a slight panic rise in his body at how quiet it was on the phone.

it was too quiet.

“y/n?” another voice was heard suddenly, and he immediately recognised it as tony’s.

“mr stark?” peter shouted, in hopes tony could hear him. luckily, he did.

“pete?”

“yeah it’s me, where’s y/n?” peter questioned, genuine worry in his voice.

“i-“ tony couldn’t speak. what could he say? he was heartbroken, at the sight of you- dead.

“tony.” peter warned, making the man start to cry over your body.

“tony! where the hell is y/n?” he was shouting now, and tony could imagine him pacing around, hands pulling at his hair.

“peter...i’m so sorry.” tony mumbled, voice croaking with silent sobs.

“can you just tell me what’s going on?!” he screamed, as his hands started to shake.

“she’s gone.”

may has tried to get him to eat. he doesn’t want to. he doesn’t know the last time he ate alone. it sounds stupid- to not wanting to eat on your own. but, he always ate with you. and now you weren’t here anymore.

he’s not going to school, either. his teachers keep on sending him work, but he just see’s you. smiling and laughing. it doesn’t help that you were in all of his lessons. and how he remembers on friday afternoons, when you were both drained from the week you just had, how you would sit in the back of the class, hands intertwined, as you both whispered sweet nothings into each other’s ears. he loved those days.

but, you weren’t here to have those days again.

if he knew you were dying on that phone call, he would of said how much he loved you. how much he appreciated you. but, while you were trying to stay alive, he was too busy trying to set up a stupid date night.

he just wishes you told him.

he wishes for a lot of things. but, not everyone can get what they want.

a knock on the door inturrupted peter’s thoughts, as he looked up to see may entering with a sympathetic smile on her face. “there’s someone here to see you.”

he doesn’t know why, but a little bit of hope fluttered in peter’s stomach. he’s heard about how people fake their death on missions, and he prays that’s what happened with you. but, when tony stark walked in, his face dropped.

he was stupid to even think that you were alive.

“hey, kid.”

“i’m so sorry, kid, she’s gone.” tony whispered, tears falling down his cheek at the sound of peter’s broken cries on the phone.

“hi.”

tony looked around his room, taking in how much of a mess it was. he also noticed, how all of y/n’s belongings were spaced out on his bed. and then, tony took in peter. he had deep purple bags under his eyes. tears stained his cheek, as his bloodshot eyes starred at a random point in the wall. anthony coughed slightly, before sitting next to peter on the bed.

“how are you?”

peter shrugged.

“listen i know it’s hard, i’ve lost a person i love too i-“

“no.” peter cut off.

“yes, you loved...” peter stopped. he hasn’t said y/n’s name since that phone call. “her but it wasn’t in the same why like i did. so please, don’t say that you get me, because you don’t.”

tony had expected peter to snap back at him, for whatever he was going to say. so he wasn’t shocked.

“i am truely sorry, peter. i now how much you cared for her.”

peter looked down at his hands. “yeah.”

a minute of silence passed, before tony remembered why he came. “listen, i was going through old files this week, and i found this.”

he extended out a small blue usb, causing peter to take it out of his grasp.

“i watched the first couple of seconds, just to check what it actually was, but i think you would want to watch it.”

“what is it?”

“it’s from y/n.”

peter’s eyes went wide, tears forming in his eyes, as he turned to face tony. “what?”

tony titled his head to the side, smiling slightly, before patting his shoulder. “i’ll leave you alone, kid. i’m always here for you.”

“thank you, mr stark.” peter smiled back, but it never reached his eyes as tony nodded his head before leaving his room, and closing the door behind him.

as soon as the door clicked closed, peter shot up to his laptop, putting the usb into the side of the device. a folder popped up on his screen called ‘peter parker.’

he breathed out, double clicking on the blue folder before it opened to reveal one video. clicking on the video, an image of you popped up, making his breath hitch. it was just you, starring into the camera in mid talk, but it made peter’s heart melt.

he wiped away some tears that were falling, before clicking play.

“hi- oh shit-“ the camera fell of your desk, as you yelled making peter chuckle. you were always so clumsy. after picking up the camera, changing the angle slightly, you dropped your hands to your side, smiling widely.

“hi! sorry about that.” you laughed, looking down which is what you did when you were nervous. peter smiled softly, at your little gesture.

“so, i don’t know why i’m doing this. but, if your watching this peter, then i’ve passed. i hope your okay. i’m sorry that i left you this early. i don’t know, joining the avengers has put a higher risk of me getting more hurt. i know you have had your disagreements on me joining.”

peter remembers that argument. he was so worried about you. he wouldn’t want you to get hurt. or worse.

“but, i’m glad we’ve gone past that. but, just incase of an untimely death, i’ve made this little video in private. even though, darling, your asleep next door, so hopefully i haven’t woke you up by my screaming before.”

you giggled on the screen.

so did peter in his empty room.

“erm...when i first met you, on that cold, december day in high school, i knew you were my soulmate. even though, you were very nervous and kept on stuttering over every single word, i knew you would be the love of my life. the one thing i didn’t expect you to be, was to be my bestfriend. and i appreciate you so much for that.”

you breathed out, tears forming in your eyes as you looked deeply into the camera, making peter cover his hand over his mouth to stifle his sobs.

“i- you helped me with everything. i never had a good relationship with anyone. until you. this sounds so cliche, but you made me the person i am today. and no words could describe how grateful i am for that.”

you breathed in, catching your breath before speaking again.

“if i do pass, i want you to move on, alright? i don’t want to see you crying everyday. you deserve to experience love, pete. i hope i do get to spend the rest of my life with you, but stuff happens. you deserve to find someone who loves you as much as i do.”

tears were falling down both of your cheeks now, and peter had to stop himself from bringing his hand up to the screen and wipe them away softly.

but, he had to remind himself that it wasn’t real.

you weren’t in-front of him.

“sorry. i shouldn’t be crying,” you laughed, wiping away your tears, making peter pout, “i just...i’m so overwhelmed with how much i love you. your probably going to be really confused when you wake up to see my sobbing.”

you laughed, before stopping at another voice in the background.

it was his.

“y/n?”

peter remembers waking up on that day, panic filling him at the empty sheets next to him.

if only he knew what you were doing.

“oh shit, you’re awake.” you whispered chuckling slightly, as you leaned in to switch the camera off before freezing.

“thank you, peter benjamin parker. for everything.”

with one last smile, the video ended.

and peter’s sobs started.

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a/n- sorry about how short this is, but thank you for reading :)

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[radarcore]

First Meet

Dr. Woodsworth, a biologist who works at a wildlife rehabilitation center for dragons in a more modern-day, ends up getting the strange task of researching an unknown dragon that is way past the biologist's comfort levels.

Contains: Fearplay, fluff, 'trapped' tiny, like, two mentions of basically vore, dragon giant bc hell yeah L:<, non-binary tiny / giant.

mspaint is a hell to draw with man i didn even bother wit that background anyways hi yes, Orpheus (the giant) is owned by my friend, Bard! This is based on an au we had,,,,yeah >:))) Dr. Woodsworth is my character that i made like, today. Sorry if the ending was cut a bit short, i was rEALLY tryna end it.

Story under cut!

There were three people riding the railways towards Enclosure 7-B. Two well-armored guards, eyes just barely seem behind the glinting visors of their helms, tranquilizer guns tightly clenched, close to their chest. They were standing up, somehow able to keep their balance in the shaky compartment riding the railways. And then there was the scientist, a half-elf, half-pixie sitting down on the seat of the compartment. He had crossed his legs, fiddling with a bike chain fidget as he subconsciously bit his lip. Dr. Woodsworth certainly was no stranger when it came to dragons, unknown species of the (usually) winged reptilian species was his branch of work in the rehabilitation center. But most of the dragons he dealt with within that branch were fae dragons, whom Woodsworth, due to his fae roots, could understand, or rather just smaller dragons overall. But he had been told about…whatever this was. Huge…horns that curled upwards, boney claws with could most *certainly* tear him apart in seconds. He was mentally pacing, desperately trying to think of a way he’d be able to deal with such a beast. …He had been told the dragon could talk, so that brought some relief to him. …And what if he were to have to go inside the enclosure…? Woodsworth didn’t have wings, not anymore, at least…he would be as good as dead if the dragon wanted anything to do with him. The movement suddenly stopped; the compartment let out a pressured hiss. The scientist hadn’t looked up at anything else besides his fidget, but he could hear the guards’ armor shift. Letting out a shaky sigh, Dr. Woodsworth pushed himself up from where he sat, sticking the fidget into his pocket. His legs quivered under the weight. “…Here we go.”

***

As the hallway’s walls turned into glass, Dr. Woodsworth quickly pulled out his circular sunglasses, trying to still adjust his eyes to the sudden light. He didn’t bother to gaze outside, just desperately trying to keep pushing onward and hope things go well. Certainly, when it came to the…least dangerous dragons, things weren’t this technologically advanced, not built to keep whatever monstrosities could lie inside. Gigantic…monstrosities. But suddenly, the guards had stopped. “We’ll stand out here, go inside, there’s a distress button if you’re in need of us.” One of them had lightly tapped Dr. Woodsworth with their supposed tranquilizer gun. “…fuck…” Dr. Woodsworth gulped, and carried on, opening the door… It was a small square room, with four simple buttons and a lever. The middle part of the room was nothing but glass to show the *proper* enclosure inside. It was huge, coated with a thick snow with a somewhat rigid terrain. In the corner was…the dragon. A hulking beast of mostly fur, the claws were even sharper than Woodsworth imagined, the horns even larger, their neck winded like a snake’s. …A skull-like mask to cover the upper head. Dr. Woodsworth sheepishly leaned in towards the microphone that was close to the lever, trying to repeat the same words repeatedly before he pressed on the (supposed) microphone button. “…H-h-h-hello…h-h-hello…good-good-good morning? A-a-afternoon? Fuck…fuck…fuck it.” He slammed down onto the microphone button, choking out, “Good afternoon!” The beast winded their head upward, bending into an S shape as they slowly leaned towards the observatory that Dr. Woodsworth was basically stuck inside. Dr. Woodsworth hyperventilated, slowly backing up as the beast got closer, “Please…please don’t…” As if the beast could hear him now, so far from the microphone. As anyone could come for his aid. Whatever happened now. He wasn’t ready.

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“Heyo!” With a soft bonk against the glass, the dragon had responded, gently fluttering their massive wings as they peered at the doctor with interest. Refusing to leave the massive dragon waiting incase of…*something horrid*, Dr. Woodsworth clicked on the button once more, leaning into the mic. “…M-my name is-is…Doctor. Doctor W-Woodsworth. I’ve…come to a-ask some questions…” “Oh, my name’s Orpheus!” Orpheus’ ear flicked, their tail faintly swaying in the distance. “Can I ask a question first though…this place is kinda weird an’ all, so like…” “…G-Go ahead…” He pulled out a clipboard and pen, preparing himself to jot down notes of his ‘interview’. “Well, first off, how long have I’ve been hibernating, *why* am I a dragon, and where’s ghost cat? He’s smaller than me, and he…*also* isn’t a dragon.” Dr. Woodsworth, his finger hovering above the microphone, *how was he supposed to answer those questions?* But there…was something interesting. They weren’t always a dragon…? …Huh…? “…You weren’t always a dragon?” “Oh no!” Orpheus raised a claws,”I was like…uh…I think shorter than you…? I dunno. But my friends called me short. Also I didn’t have these cool wings before too! And now everyone is small too, not just ghost cat! Like you! …But. Uhm…it’s really lonely in here and it’s making me nervous.” Dr. Woodsworth wrote that all down,”…W-well I-I s-suppose we-we can help you g-get adjusted…” He tried ignoring Orpheus’ comment about being lonely. As kind as the dragon seemed…he didn’t want to risk it. “Or…or…we can r-reverse it.” “Oh no! No! I don’t want to reverse this! This is super cool, …um, unless ghost cat is uhm…scared of it, but! …You haven’t answered where ghost cat is…?” As Orpheus’ ears flattened, Dr. Woodsworth’s heart sank. What was he suppose to say…? “…I don’t know.” Orpheus paused,”I…I…” The dragon slowly turned. “W-wait! I’m sure we can think of something! Uh-uh…we-we still n-need to a-ask q-questions…and…” Dr. Woodsworth put his hand to the glass before taking it away, his feelings conflicting. Fuck…what was he supposed to do? The dragon wasn’t talking, but he was coming out with no research whatsoever.

He leaned into the buttons, slammed down on the lever, maybe that could do something…? With a mechanical whir, Dr. Woodsworth was… Descending.

Dr. Woodsworth PANICKED, desperately trying the switch the level back and forth, “No! No! No! NO!” No, fuck fuck FUCK. The room shook as it stopped at a halt, the door whining open as a chill swirled into the room. He was still frantically pressing buttons. “…Huh…?” THUMP. THUMP. THUMP. Fuck…fuck…fuck…this was it. He collapsed onto his knees, clinging onto the panel. This was it. The end. Dr. Woodsworth screamed as he saw as Orpheus’ snout poked through the door. He attempted to curl into a ball, sobbing into his lab coat. “Heyo…is everything alright? I saw the square thingy going down, it’s probably really cold in here! I can warm you right up!” Dr. Woodsworth slowly turned, “Wh-“ Orpheus, using their mouth, plucked Dr. Woodsworth by the labcoat, pulling him out of the room. Dr. Wordsworth simply had gone limp, barely able to move by this point, his heart beating out of his chest as he simply accepted his fate. …Whatever that fate was. Being eat alive? Torn apart to shreds? …He didn’t know, but he accepted it to be painful. He closed his eyes, letting the darkness overtake him. …But there wasn’t any limbs slowly torn off, teeth tearing as his skin. …In fact, wherever he was, it felt soft. As he opened his eyes, he realized he had been gently pressed against the dragon’s chest, the dragon’s ‘arms’ curled around the scientist. Dr. Woodsworth caught his breath, still shaken from the recent events. He eventually let himself sink into the dragon’s fur, quivering as he sat himself right up afterwards. “…Is it less cold now…?” Orpheus turned their head slightly down, blinking as they awaited Dr. Woodsworth’s response. Dr. Woodsworth hugged his legs, he was finally able to relax, and soon as the panic was over, it had turned into annoyance. He let out a grumble, “I’m quitting this job.”

#g/t #giant/tiny #g/t art #g/t writing #g/t fearplay #g/t community #oc: dr woodsworth #oc: orpheus #orpheus solely goes by they/them btw!! #and dr woodsworth goes be he/him they/them #but i solely used he/him for the dr for simplicity's sake given orph's pronouns #feel free to ask ab them!! #diversity win! all the characters in this au arent cis! #unless guard is idk? BARD IS GUARD-

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Moonlight- Adam Sackler x Reader

Chapter 2: Mystery Boy

Word Count: 4750

Warnings: Insecurities, fluff

Author's Note: I actually loved writing Shosh and I can't wait to add her more. Besides that this is one of my favorites.

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Walking to school or work was the highlight of your day. Adam was always there to accompany you on your way there.

At 7 am, he was always outside of the apartment complex expecting you. Adam didn’t care if last night he only got five hours of sleep. He would say to himself that he wanted you to get safe to your location. But deep down, he knew that he got addicted to having your presence next to him.

For years, you had gotten used to walking alone to every place you needed to go to. Meeting Adam, it changed. You’ve gotten used to him being outside waiting for you with your favorite drink. Occasionally, he would bring you breakfast so you could eat on your way there. On the days that you had an exam, he would take out a crumpled piece of paper full of questions to ask you about the subject. He wanted you to be ready for your exam. He cared about your education. Now that he was in your life, he didn’t want to become a distraction.

Within a couple of weeks, you both have known each other. There still hasn’t been the first kiss. You would get on your toes and kiss Adam’s cheek. Meanwhile, he would kiss your forehead. That would be the closest thing that you would get to a kiss.

The two of you agreed to take it slow, even though you both were craving more.

Amelia was the only friend that knew about Adam. She thinks that he is a weirdo, but she was glad that you were finally moving on from Oscar. You were unsure if you wanted to tell your other friends about him, not because you wanted to keep Adam a secret but incase if things didn’t go well. None of your friends would bring him up.

Getting into a new relationship was always scary. Learning how to trust someone new with your heart and your deepest thoughts was a difficult thing to do. You want Adam to know you, to know about the nightmares you have in your sleep, to what you like on your toast.

You were in class while these thoughts were running through your mind. You were spaced out, holding your pen against your paper. “Sunday by 11:59 pm. The Case Study will be due, and no late papers will be accepted” your professor raised his voice. You quickly made a note on the corner of your paper as a reminder.

When classes ended, you thought to yourself, ‘Hmmm, I wonder what snack he’ll bring me today and what shirt he’ll be wearing.’ You received a message from Adam as if you were manifesting him to talk to you soon.

2:38 PM Hey Kid, I’m going to pick you up a little late. The place that I usually get our coffee is hella packed.

2:40 PM I’ll be there soon, hopefully

Receiving that message took you by surprise because he was never late to pick you up. You did appreciate that he told you that he was going to be late.

2:41 PM Hello Goof, that’s okay, just get here safe.

2:42 PM Those muffins better be out of the oven if it’s taking this long.

You loved teasing him, and he loved teasing you. It could be small things such as tickling you and you tickling back to picking you up and spinning you around. The small things brought you two both to laughter and a smile.

Waiting for him, you decided that you wanted to catch up on some of your readings.

On the corner of your eye, you could see Adam holding two cups and a paper bag. “Sorry for being late. Usually, it’s never that packed” He hands you the cup and the paper bag “you requested a muffin, so there is a muffin for the captain” he points to the bag as you were opening it.

You were grateful that he would bring you food whenever he would pick you up from any place. Adam grabs your backpack and puts it over his shoulder. He offers you his hand as you tried to get up. Before he could pull you up, you made sure you had a tight grip on your coffee and muffin.

You both walked around the city for a while as you were finishing your coffee and muffin.

Café Grumpy was around the corner. You grab Adam’s arm, shaking it lightly, and pointing towards the safe “we should go there. It’s one of my favorite places” there was excitement in your voice.

Adam notices where you were pointing, he never told you no, but this time he was hesitant. He didn’t want to go there due to bumping into someone he knew. He had a concerned look on his face. “Are you sure you want to go there? I heard that their coffee is not that great.”

Noticing Adam’s concerned look on his face, you tilt your head. You wanted to know why he was confused. “I’ve been there many times with Amelia. It’s our go-to place to grab a coffee.”

There was a moment of silence as you were trying to read his facial and body language. “Please, Adam, can we go? Just this one time,” you had a pouty face. You knew making that face was Adam’s weakness, so you didn’t do it as often. You grab his hand and look at him straight in the eye “please.” Looking into his eyes, you had puppy dog eyes.

Adam always wanted to please you and get you whatever you wanted. He didn’t like the idea of going, but your happiness mattered to him. He rolls his eyes and gives a small grunt. “Fine. We can go.”

Grabbing his hand, you turned around in excitement and started running towards the shop. You were excited to introduce him to your favorite place in town.

He opened the door for you, and you walked inside. The smell of coffee and fresh cookies surrounded you. It felt like home. Now that Adam was with you, it felt perfect.

Ray was preparing coffee and was facing his back towards you, so he wouldn’t have known if you had gotten there. You got near the cashiers, still holding Adam’s hand. “Hello Ray, there’s someone I want you to meet.” You turn around to see Adam.

The last time that Adam saw Ray was when he had to return that dog and ended up cursing him out.

Ray turns around he makes eye contact with Adam. He ignored him, and his eye went straight to you. “Hey, it’s been a while since I’ve seen you. Where have you been?” He looks back at Adam, hoping that he wasn’t the guy you wanted to introduce him to. “Where is that person you wanted me to meet?”. Ray looks around to see if there was anyone else.

You tilt your head in confusion because you wanted to introduce Ray to Adam. You look back and forth to Adam and Ray. “It has been a minute. I’ve just been busy” You grab Adam’s hand and pull him towards the front, so he can be next to you instead of behind you. “This is Adam, and I wanted to introduce you to him” you had a small smile on your face, but your eyes lit up.

You felt happy that you finally dared to introduce Adam to one of your friends.

Ray had a concerned look on his face as his eye switched from you to Adam, back and forth after he got done staring at both of you. “What do you want to order, Adam? And the usual for you, right?” You nodded.

You both went to sit down meanwhile the drinks to get ready. As you both went to sit down, Amelia walked in.

Ray notices that Amelia walked in and walks in her direction as fast as he could. HE grabs her wrist and takes her to his office. As he closed the door, Amelia panicked, “Ray, what are you doing?” She had her arms crossed and wanted to scream, but she didn’t do it. She trusted Ray.

Ray walks back and forth. He covers his mouth as he is in a shocking state of mind. “Amelia, is she seriously talking to Adam?” He continues to walk back and forth. He didn’t know what type of emotions he was feeling, but one of them was that he was concerned.

Amelia was confused, trying to catch up with what Ray was asking. “Yes, she is” She started to make conclusions in her head as she watched ray pace around the office. “Wait- do you like her?” Amelia wasn’t sure if she wanted to ask that. She didn’t want to be right either.

He stops pacing and looks at Amelia with a serious face. “No, Amelia, I don’t like her. I have a girlfriend” there is a small pause in between. “I’m just- not sure if Adam is the right fit for her” He relaxes and sits on top of the desk.

This conversation continues between Amelia and Ray.

Meanwhile, you and Adam noticed that Amelia and Ray were arguing in his office. It was not that loud, but you could still hear it. This was the first time that you heard Ray and Amelia argue. You wanted to go in and see what was going on. But it was already weird enough with the interaction between you, Adam, and Ray.

You waited for Amelia and Ray to get out. You wanted to ask her what was going on between them. But in case it was about you and Adam, you wanted to wait until you got home.

Amelia approaches where you and Adam were sitting. “So guess what happened at work today” She sits down across from you and him. Amelia noticed that you both were holding hands. “Hello Adam, long time no see” she has a fake smile on her face.

Time passes by as Amelia rants about what happened at work, and Adam was trying to listen to the conversation but couldn’t. He grabs your hand and puts your palm facing up. He starts tracing the lines on your palms with his fingers.

You were trying to pay attention to what Amelia was saying, but your focus was on how gentle Adam was being by tracing his fingers on your palm.

Before you could say anything, you could hear Ray yell for us to get our order in the background. Adam quickly got up and went to get the coffee.

Once Adam left, you stared at him leave. There were sparkles in your eyes. Amelia grabs your hand “hey, googly eyes, are you serious about him?” You ignore her comment. She snaps her fingers “hey, pay attention to me. Do you like him?” You stared at her before you gave her a nod.

Adam got thee coffee tray. Once he turned around, Ray was trying to catch his attention. “Adam, if you are serious about her, please don’t fuck it up. She’s too precious and innocent” Ray was referring to you. Even though he only saw you as a friend, to him, you were like a little sister and wanted to protect you as much as he could.

He turns around to face Ray. “Don’t you think I don’t know that” he turns his head, so he has a clear view of you. “She has made me so happy these couple of weeks” He had a smirk on his face as he told Ray how he felt about you.

Ray didn’t know his intentions, but he could tell that Adam was genuine about how he felt. “Be careful. She’s been through a lot” a small sigh escaped his mouth.

Adam and Ray continue to talk. They didn’t only talk about you, but they wanted to catch up with one another. Adam wanted to know how things were between him and Shoshannah.

On the other hand, while Adam and Ray were catching up, Amelia wouldn’t stop bugging you about Adam. She had the main question if you were serious about him and not just a game you were playing. You got tired of the conversation and started to space out, “Amelia, Can we talk about it once we get home? Please” You didn’t mean to cut her off, but it was an off day for you already.

You didn’t care if the people around you heard you talk about the feelings your felt towards Adam. But you wanted to tell Amelia in private. You felt like things were getting serious with him. You wanted to sit down with her and pour your feelings into her.

Even though for the past half an hour, things were weird between you, Adam, Amelia, and Ray. That didn’t stop you four from having a great time with one another. You all shared a laugh.

An hour passes by. You were already halfway done drinking your coffee when you notice that one of your friends from undergrad walks in.

You got up as fast as you could to go and hug her. It’s been a while since you have seen her. Seeing her for a long time made your day. “Oh my goodness, Shosh. It’s been a while since we’ve seen each other” there was joy in your voice. You hug her for a little while longer before you let her go.

Shoshannah walked into the café, wanting to visit Ray. When she saw you, she was so excited to see you. You were there for her freshman year at NYU. You both developed a strong friendship when you were attending there. You were in your junior year of college when you met her. But you two had a great friendship that no matter how long you both haven’t talked, you both acted like there wasn’t time separating you two.

Shosh hugs you back tightly. Once you both let go, she looks up and down at what you were wearing. “Girl, that outfit you are wearing to totally fetch” she snaps her fingers as approval to what you were wearing.

You spin around to show her your full outfit. She gasps in surprise “you look so hot in that outfit” she had a small little smile on her face as she winked at you.

Ray notices that Shoshannah was there and goes around the café stand. “Hey Shosh, here is your drink and your food” Ray hands her those items.

Shoshannah was grateful that Ray gave her something to eat and to drink.

You noticed how they interacted and started pointing Suttle and looking back and forth as you knew something might be happening between them.

Before you could ask them if they were together, Ray and Shoshannah both nod their head together as they knew you were going to ask them that.

You squeaked very quietly in excitement. You were so happy that your two friends that you held dear to your heart were a couple. You grabbed both hands and started to jump in excitement.

They both smiled as they were happy that you approved of them being together. Ray leaned over to kiss Shoshannah on the cheek before he had to go back to work.

Your focus was now on Shoshannah. You wanted to know everything from the moment they met till the moment they started to date. “Shosh, you have to tell me everything.” You had a bright smile on your face. You were truly happy for them.

Before Shoshannah could give you an answer, her phone rang. She had a concerned look on her face “oh my god, I wish I could tell you everything right now, but I have to go” she looks around the room and notices that Adam was there. She waves at him, and He waves back at her.

You notice who she was waving at, and it was him. “wait, Shosh, you know Adam?” your emotions were going off the roof. You were confused, and you had anxiety. ‘What if they dated and I didn’t know about that. If they did date, would I be considered a bad friend?’ Your thoughts were going wild, and your anxiety through the roof.

Shosh notices that and places a hand on your shoulder “yes, I do know him, and before you ask, no, I did not date him ew.” She showed a disgusted look on her face when she mentioned that. “He did date one of my friend, Hannah, but they ended it like months ago” She was always the one to give you more details than it was needed. She scanned your face on why you looked nervous, then she concluded, “wait, are you dating him? If you are, just a little F-Y-I he can sometimes be an asshole” she puts her hand near her mouth, trying to cover what she was trying to say towards the direction that Adam was sitting at.

If your day couldn’t get any weirder, you thought that seeing Shoshannah would make it less weird. Instead, she comes in here and tells you these random things that you didn’t need to know about Adam. “hey, we should catch up, I don’t want to keep you here any longer” you take out a crumpled piece of paper you had and a pen to write down your number.

After you hand her your number, you hug her goodbye. Once she was out of sight from the café, she texts your number. She wanted you to have her number saved as well.

You walk back to where Adam and Amelia were sitting, with the most confused look on your face. You were trying to process everything that has happened today.

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An hour later pass by, you were ready to go home. Adam notices that you were getting tired of being there since you were resting your head on his shoulder. He tilts his head towards the door, telling Amelia that we should leave.

As usual, he carries your bags on the way home, and this time he was holding your hand. He rarely holds your hand, but this time he wanted to make sure that you didn’t fall behind and that you caught up with him and Amelia.

Once you both got near the apartment building, You all stood there at the entrance. Amelia notices that he was holding your hand “okay, lovebirds, I’m going to head in so you both can say goodbye” she points towards the door. She looks like she had an idea. Her face lit up at the thought she had. “Adam, you should come in and have dinner with us. Ms. supermodel here makes some bomb as food.” She smirks as she said that.

You could feel the heat of your cheeks risen. Your cheeks were a rosy color as you listened to Amelia mention that Adam could come in and have dinner with both of you. You were nervous about him going into your apartment, but you didn’t show it. You look at both in confidence. “Amelia, that is a great idea. He should come over and eat” you wanted to take control of the situation.

Amelia gives you the looks as if you were sure that you wanted him to go in. You gave her a small nod, it was like you read her mind, and you know what she was going to ask. Amelia points towards the doors “so I’m going to take a quick bath, but in the meantime, you two can go and walk around” Amelia didn’t let you nor Adam respond. She rapidly went inside.

You knew what she was doing. She wanted you to spend more time with Adam alone. In case if you were unsure about bringing him inside. Deep down, you knew it was already time for him to go inside the apartment.

Even though this was the first time Adam held your hand, you wanted to do it more. You grab both of his hands and start swinging them around gently. You look down to see how tiny your hands looked holding his.

Meanwhile, you were swinging his hands. He was thinking about places that he can take you. He looks back at you, noticing that the way your hands looked holding his. He lets go of one of your hands to place it on the back of your head to bring you in close to give you a forehead kiss.

He keeps his lips pressed on your forehead for a couple of seconds. Once he let go of you. He lets go of your other hand and places both hands on your face. He looks at your face admiring your beauty. His head was running wild of thoughts. "Princess," there was a small pause. He wanted to say the right words and didn't want to fuck it up. "You are so beautiful, and I'm happy that you are part of my life now" he was looking at every inch of your face.

He wanted to see every little imperfection you had, even though to him, you were the perfect girl he has ever encountered. He takes a big gulp before he says anything else. "I know it has been a couple of weeks that we have known each other, but I don't want to lose you" he shakes his head slightly, trying to hold in together.

Calling you, Princess, made your heart flutter and your stomach fill with butterflies. You didn't mind him calling you Kid or Captain all the time; you have gotten used to that. This was the first time he called you something else. You were unsure how to respond to what he said. You were happy and wanted to tell him how you felt. You place your hand on his cheek, you slowly moved your thumb, feeling how soft his face was.

You got on your toes, closing the space between you and him. Lips inches away from each other. You place your hand on his chest. You both search each other's faces for any sign of not wanting what was about to happen. You gave him a small nod with a smile on your face. Without hesitation, you grab his shirt and pull him in closer to you.

This was your first kiss with him. Your lips were pressed against his as if you have been craving this for a long time.

He pulls away for a moment and smiles, then slams his lips back down on top of yours. Placing your bag on the ground making sure he does not drop it. This time it was different. He wraps his arms around you to pull you in closer to him, not leaving any room between the two of you. As his lips were on top of yours, he parts them to deepen them. It felt like someone has lit a match between the two of you.

You made a small noise of pleasure as you continue to kiss him. You were practically melting in his arms. You let go of his shirt and move your hand from his face to wrapping your arms around his neck.

You both separate from each other's lips, just staring at one another with the biggest smile. It finally happened, the one thing you both craved from each other. You let out a small giggle because you hadn't noticed that Adam was bent down slightly, so he was able to kiss you.

You grab his hand and walk towards the apartment. Your apartment was on the third floor. Every step that you took, it felt like you were floating on cloud nine. Every time you looked back at Adam, you saw the same dorkish smile from the first day you met him.

Opening the door of your apartment, you felt your heart was racing. You were unsure how Adam would react to it. You look around the apartment to see if there was a mess, but there wasn't. It looked clean. Your first thought was Amelia got in here, and she started cleaning. Wow, that was a first. You did appreciate that she did that for you. Amelia's door was closed. As you were holding his hand, you give him a small tour of the place.

Adam pays well attention to every detail in the apartment. He notices that on the wall a painting with your name on the corner. He gets closer to it to see the details. It was a landscape painting, with a beautiful sunset in the background with mountains and trees surrounding it. In the sunset, there were stars.

In your eyes, that painting wasn't that great compared to what Amelia has hanging around. Adam didn't care about the other pieces of artwork. He only cared about the one that you did.

You walk in the direction that he was standing. You had a slight frown. "It's not the best, but it's something that I'm proud of doing" you start pointing at places on the canvas "this part I accidentally spilled coffee on and tried covering up," you let out a small chuckle.

Adam laughed when you mentioned the coffee part of the painting, "I think that is my favorite part of the painting, Captain" he points to the spot you were pointing to. He looked at every detail as he was in an art exhibit. Those were the strokes that you probably did at 3 am one day—trying to do them, not trying to mess up carefully. /but as careful you were being, you ended up spilling your coffee over it, but you were able to fix it.

You left Adam to continue admiring your artwork when you head to the kitchen to start cooking for dinner finally. You look around inside the fridge of what you can make, and you decided you wanted to make a meatloaf with mashed potatoes. As you were gathering the items, you noticed that one of the things you needed was on the top shelf. 'Great,' you thought to yourself.

You were trying to find the looking stepping stool you have around just if you needed it. The stool was not where it usually was. You took a big breathe and looked annoyed. The next thing you knew, you had to do was get a chair so that you can reach an item on the top shelf.

Adam was already sitting on the couch, looking at his surroundings, searching if there were other paintings that you have made. Other than that paintings, there were photos of pictures that you have taken.

There was a sound in the background as you tried to move the chair from one place to another. Adam looks back to see what was going on. When he catches you on the chair, gets the items you need, and places them on the counter, he gets up and walks towards you.

He stares at you with his left eyebrow rose. On one of the top shelves, he notices a box of cereal, and he grabs it. Without breaking eye contact, he winks at you and gets near you, and whispers into your ear, "shorty," he turns around and chuckles a little.

You were slightly annoyed by him making fun of your height. You murmured to yourself, "well, at least I can be unseen in the crowds, you long boy McKee." Even though he heard your comment, he decided to ignore it as he chuckled to himself.

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You finished eating dinner with Amelia and Adam. You all shared chuckles and shared stories about one another. It was a good time. It was already night by then. Amelia wanted to go to bed. Meanwhile, Adam wanted to stay a little bit longer.

You invited him to your bedroom because you wanted to spend more time with him. Even though you had a king-size bed, his feet still tangled. You had so many pillows that surrounded you and him.

He was against the headboard in a sitting position, trying to attend to what he was watching.

You put your book down and stopped doing your homework. You went to lay right next to Adam. You placed your head on his shoulder and hugged him.

For the past couple of months, all you've known is grief and pain. Having your head on his shoulder and your arms wrapped around his bicep, you finally felt at peace.

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I just do - Levi AckermanXReader ♡︎ chapter 8

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"Me?" I ask to her confusedly, she brings her face close to mine and scans it before pulling back.

She rubs at her chin with one eye squinted and her tongue hanging out the side of her mouth, almost as if she was observing me. "Hmm. Maybe not you.." she says crossing her arms in annoyance

"I-? Sorry..?" I lead off awkwardly, the woman stares at me again and then pauses.

"Sorry but have you always had one pupil bigger than the other? It's moving. It's kinda creeping me out" she says bluntly, I pause too and begin to rub my eyes

"Oh. I didn't know that I could do that." I say, now completely perplexed. Just as she's about to say something she stops her self and begins to laugh

"Sorry! I never even introduced myself. I'm hange, but of course you'd know that already." She says excitedly. I look at her confusedly as I didn't know her but I nod in agreement hoping she would leave me alone.

"That eye is really weird. Have you got bad eyesight. I do too!" She says next, this time she's standing right in front of me staring straight into my eyes.

"Erm.. not that I know of" I respond awkwardly trying to laugh it off.

"I can run some tests on you if you like?" She asks. But to be completely honest..was it really a question? because she grabs me by the wrist and drags me into a dark room.

"What's this?" I ask, edging my way to the exit so I can have a quick getaway incase havoc breaks lose.

"Oh this is just my thinking slash experimenting slash interrogation slash torture slash-"

"Hange, you're doing it again." Someone cuts her off, but I can recognise that voice from anywhere.

"Oh sorry I'm rambling again. But to answer your question, recruit. This is just my everything room." She finishes off, walking over to the lights switches to switch them on.

The lights turn on and the room is still pretty dark as the lights are a warm orange tone and are flickering on and off. There's a table, 4 chairs, Levi, a mood board covered in sticky notes and pinned sheets, did I mention Levi? And just some other clustered objects and things that she probably kept due to her hoarding issues. She's definitely a hoarder.

"And voila." She says spinning around and throwing herself into the pile of objects "you grab a seat, I'll find something I can use to inspect you." She adds.

But I wasn't listening I was just staring at Levi. He was staring at me too, but I was staring at Levi. His eyes were darker than ever and he had small beads of sweat around his forehead. His lips looked soft and wet and his eyebrows were furrowed just as usual.

"Well sit down then" Levi says, breaking me out of my trance, i nod quickly and awkwardly shift myself into the chair right beside him. I was too embarrassed to look at him so I kept my eyesight forward and completely ignored him. well, tried to.

"Ah fuck." Levi curses, I turn to him slowly, trying my best not to blush. His voice is so sexy, especially when he curses with it.

Levi's hands are holding onto his ankle, and his eyes are completely closed.

"Levi?" I ask moving closer to him, he opens his eyes and looks at me, his cheeks are reddened and his bottom lip is covered by his teeth.

"What is it now?" He groans out, he sounds as if he's in pain. Almost like it's too painful for him to even speak.

"What's wrong with your leg?" I ask him, staring at his leg which has a bandage over it.

In the background all I can hear hange smashing up things from that pile and falling over objects which she probably should have gotten rid of.

"I snapped it in todays battle." He says bluntly, moving the bandage out of the way, bone. His bone is sticking out. I cover my eyes quickly and shudder to myself.

"Not to be rude but that's terrifying." I joke, Levi laughs to himself and shakes his head

"Well if that's bad then I wonder how you'll act when you see your comrade get half eaten or eaten by a titan." He chuckles. I roll my eyes, moving my hands out of my face, I turn to his leg again and look at him.

"Can I touch it?" I ask, he stares at me for a moment and nods, I gently lift his leg up and place it on my lap, completely moving the bandage out of the way and I stare at his leg.

"Enjoying the view?" He asks grinning. I push him jokingly, but not too hard so I don't hurt him. I put my hand on his ankle for a moment and scan the injury.

"Are you a doctor now?"

"Levi. Shut up." I say, he rolls his eyes jokingly and turns away from me.

My hand hovers itself over the injury. But it begins to vibrate and tingle, I'd never felt this way before. Soon enough all I can see is bright white and all I can hear is Levi yelling "Fiona? You okay?" But I can't seem to snap out of it.

"Fiona?! Your pupils! Their massive?! You need to see this!" Hange exclaims

"Hange. Now's not the time. Look at her. She looks like she's having a seizure" Levi says, telling her off

"Oh.. uh.. Fiona? You there?" Is the last thing i hear from Hange and then-

*Splash*

"Shit" I say rubbing at my eyes, everything slowly starts to come back to me and I can see everything clearly again. Hange and levi are sitting right in front of me with confused and bewildered faces on.

"What just happened?" I ask, but they don't reply, they look at each other with blank faces and then turn back to me.

"Fiona, you're telling us right now, you don't know what just happened?" Hange asks moving closer to me, staring right into my eyesight

"Yes.. what happened? All I could see is white." I say confusedly, unsure of what she was getting onto.

"Well you just fucking healed Levi."

#shingeki no kyoujin levi #levi x y/n #levi x reader #levi aot #levi smut #levi ackerman #snk levi #armin aot #aot fanfiction #attack on titan #aot season 4 #shingeki no kyoujin imagine #aot x y/n #eren aot #aot x reader #mikasa ackerman

[artemiseamoon]

Gift From the Gods

Dark! Harald x F Reader (ft. Minor halfdan)

Words: 4,433

Credits: GIFS by @charming-merlin | board - me

Warnings: NSFW, Adult 18 + please, Viking era fic with canon themes, is this my first dub!con? Adultery, ropes and knife play, pregnancy kink (Harald), unprotected rough sex, neck grabbing, getting caught. Reader wants the Vikings sexually so it’s consensual but the content I think, counts as dubcon.

I do switch POV between you and Harald.

You

A disturbing symphony of screams filled the air, overriding the previously peaceful tone of the small village. Wails and pleas mingled with battle cries in a language mostly unknown to you. 

Trapped inside the house, your legs continue to shake from your crouched position, the only thing holding you in place now is fear of being seen, you’re legs ache, the angle is unnatural- but it was the only way to hide behind the small bed. 

The conflicts from earlier today seem light compared to now. Earlier today, you and your husband had your biggest fight ever. You’ve long been unhappy in your marriage, the relationship left much to be desired and though you tried to be a good person, you tried to resist temptation, you eventually gave in and found pleasure elsewhere. 

Your infidelities were well hidden, until now. Though cheating wasn’t a rare thing, many people did it, especially the men, it was still frowned upon when brought to the public. There were men in your village who cheated all the time, the moment any of them found out their wife did too, they’d lose their shit; same as you husband. 

Nothing you did calmed him down, he only got louder and louder. And when you tried to leave, he forcibly bound you to the bed and left you there. This was your punishment, he said. You couldn’t fuck other guys if you were trapped in the house. 

That was hours ago.

You almost fell asleep until the screaming started. You shoved yourself between the bed and the wall and stayed down, hoping when the inevitable happened, and someone came into the room, they wouldn’t see you. 

Though you’ve never experienced a raid until now, the sounds were clear as day, they couldn’t be mistaken for anything else. You also had the added advantage of knowing their language. 

Your father was many things, you weren't close, but his fear of a Viking raid led to deep study of the people themselves and their language. His religious background gave him the connections to learn. If it ever happened, he wanted to be able to negotiate with them, to understand them. Because of this, you learned to, and you spent your whole life in your homeland free of a raid. In your mid 20s, you were sent off to marry your now husband. 

Your husband on the other hand was smug, and sure this would never happen here. He was never interested in picking up any of the language or learning anything about the pagans. He didn't even bother with a plan; incase it did happen here. You wondered about your husband and if he was dead or alive. He never came back for you, maybe he was dead, or just saved himself. 

It was bad enough you didn’t want to marry him, he was a bad lover too, selfish and quick; in and out with no care for your pleasure or needs. He never even went down on you but expected it back in return. 

What an asshole, you thought to yourself as your pulse continued to race and your heart remained in your throat. Even in this moment, fearing for your life, you still hated the man. You never wanted to marry him in the first place. Now, here you are, tied to the damn wall while Vikings tear your home apart. 

The Carnegie outside is close, too close.

Your body starts to tremble as you swallow the lump in your throat. A loud thud outside followed by a scream sends you deeper into the corner as you slouch into a tight ball. Turning your face away from the door, you closed your eyes and tried to find some calm. Sweat continued to beard on your forehead as a shiver moves over your entire body. 

“Stay hidden, you’ll make it out.” 

You kept repeating in your mind.

You wiped your clammy hands on your knees and almost groaned, your back is aching from this position. You breathe through it and watch the door, waiting for the inevitable. 

BOOM!

You jumped as the wooden door flew open, nearly flying off the hinges. Ducking your head, you slapped your hand across your mouth to mute a whimper and made your body as small as you could. 

Stay quiet.  

Don’t move. 

You can’t see anything yet. Not from this angle. You can feel the breeze and hear heavy footsteps on the ground. 

HARALD

Harald 

Kicking open the door, Harald barged into the small home. His shield on his back now and sword in hand, he took a few steps in, accessing his options. 

The home is dimly lit, simple, and bare except a few items; it had the basics and necessities but didn't appear much lived in. Walking over to the long table, Harald used his swords to slap the items over.

He didn't find much except some food, a cross, random coins and dried roots. Harald scoffed and scooped up the coins. 

Better than nothing.  

Looking around, he noticed a tattered sack on the floor. Walking over to it, he shakes it off and fills it with the cross and silver. He’s disappointed, 4 houses down and no riches, this place didn’t have much to take. 

The last two villages were a disappointment too. Not seeing anything else of value, he tossed the sack over his shoulder and headed to the door. Just as he stepped through, something made him stop. 

Eyeing the bed, he wondered if it was worthwhile to look underneath. As he neared it, he hummed an old battle song to himself.

.

You  

Your jaw trembled uncontrollably as the floorboards creaked; the Viking was turning around; you could feel it. 

Taking a peek would mean your life, you keep your head low, breathing through the strained muscles in your neck and back.

Holding your breath, you hoped, prayed that he’d leave. But every footstep you heard, every object hitting the floor, every grunt or comment he made as he searched only increased your fear and anxiety. 

You hoped he’ll get tired; that he'd give up and go away. Every muscle in your body was tense, aching and crying for relief. You’ve sweat through your dress and your stomach is hard as a rock.  

You bit back a cry as a painful spasm jolted through your cramping leg, before you could stop it, your leg jerked forward, your knee hitting the bed.

His footsteps stopped, so did his singing; the room went silent. 

An agonizing moment later, he chuckled, “what do we have here?” 

His deep voice sends a chill down your spine, and you press yourself back against the wall with nowhere else to go. Your wrist is still throbbing from the rope and its starting to cut into your skin. 

This is it. This is how it ends.  

Not that your life was exciting, or what you dreamed of, but you hoped to live longer than this. 

His chilling laugh continued; you don’t dare look up but can feel how close he is.

Harald exhaled deeply, grabbed the bed and pushed it aside. You cowered into a ball, pleading with broken breaths, your words making no sense as they fall from your lips. Hiding behind one of your arms, you open one eye and peak at him. 

He continued to laugh and kicked the bed further away from the wall, then dropped the bag on the floor. The Viking’s eyes are ice blue, a smile appeared on his lips as he points at you with the sword. You raised your head slightly, shaking and staring at him with tear covered eyes. 

Harald moved slowly, painfully so, one heavy foot before the other, a predator stalking prey. You can’t look away, you're frozen in place, rooted to the ground, your shaky eyes locked on his as he nears you.

Standing before you, he used the tip of the sword to lift the hem of your dress. You pulled your bent knees even closer to your body. 

“Seems there’s treasure here after all,” he said darkly and lifted your dress against the tip of the sword. 

He noticed how much better dressed you are than the other women. Your jewelry is better too, despite the bare look of this house. It reminded him of the man he killed in the church, finely dressed in simple surroundings. 

“You must be someone important, “he slides the tip of the blade down the shin of your left leg and to your bare foot. “But why keep you locked away in here - “

When the sharp tip touches your other leg, you flinched and scoot closer to the bed. 

“P- please - “you stammered in your own language. 

He smirked and kneeled down to the ground. On his knees, he leaned in close to you and poked your side with the tip of the sword. You flinched and before you could move away, he used his other hand to grab your shoulder and hold you place. 

“Ohhh - tisk tisk!” he warned darkly then abruptly grabbed you by the hair. He pulled you closer to him. You try to slap his hands away. Any efforts to pry him off of you fail, he’s much stronger. 

His eyes followed the rope around your wrist to the bed and behind it. Letting go of your hair, he used his free hand to travel the length of the rope, laughing as he goes. 

He stands and glances up at the sky, takes a deep savory breath, then back at you, 

“A gift from the gods!” he boasted, not believing his luck. 

Look at you, a fine, full woman bound and waiting for him, a true gift.  

The Vikings brilliant blue eyes cut through you like ice. You stop breathing and tense your shoulders, making yourself as small as possible. In the terror of the moment, any knowledge of his language slips your mind, it's been many years since you've practiced on top of that. 

“All tied up for me.” His deep raspy voice sends chills down your spine as he takes a slow step forward. “Here I was, thinking I came in here for nothing…”

“Don’t -” you choked on the word, your teeth chattering too much to speak. You managed to say it again, in his language.

His eyes widened, his shock doesn't still him for long, “interesting. Don’t, what?” He takes another step. 

“I... I know where the valuables are hidden!” You spit out the words and press your lips together, hoping you added value to your life.

You know you're rusty, and you didn't get all the words right, but he understood it enough. 

You husband may have been a selfish dumbass, but he was a rich dumbass. Greedy too and liked to hide the most important things all for himself. This may be the thing that saves your life, at least he gave you something, after all these years. 

The Viking seems interested, but it's hard to tell with the way he's smirking at you. You can’t tell if he wants to fuck you, kill you, or both. 

The room falls silent as he thinks over your words. And as you look at him, though you hate yourself for the thought, you realized just how attractive he is, in good shape too. The tattoos, though covering much of his face, don't detract from his handsomeness. And his eyes, sure, he may kill you, but they're nice to look at as your fear starts to lessen just a tiny bit. 

The longer he takes to reply, the more you wish he'd speak. Not that you were necessarily in a rush for an answer, more so because in the silence, your body is awakening in ways you don’t need it to - you’re having a downright sinful reaction to this man who may or may not end your life. 

“Are you telling the truth?” He finally asked.

The gruff of his voice touched your skin and you felt your nipples harden. You hate yourself for it. Maybe your husband was right, maybe your sexual desires were evil. Maybe you were a deviant. 

Maybe you were a whore or whatever the hell it was he called you. But even your lovers didn’t look like this, they paled in compassion to the man looming over your now, running his hand over his beard as he observed you. 

Maybe it’s not your fault. 7 years of bad sex and a marriage with a man you hate, if you think about it that way, you had 7 years of missing pleasure to make up for. So going a little wild was in the cards. 

As your mind continued to race with both appropriate and inappropriate thought, you watched the Viking kneel before you again. This time, when he grabs the hem of your dress and pulls it up over your bent knees, you don’t stop him. 

“Why are you dressed like this?” His sultry eyes traveled your newly exposed skin. He liked the look of your legs, strong, not thin. You seem sturdy and it turns him on even more.

You tell yourself to kick him, to yell, to scream, but you don’t.

You find yourself hypnotized way he looks at you and how slowly he’s moving. You don’t even hear the horrid sounds of the village anymore; all you can hear is your heartbeat and his soft breath.  

When he runs his fingers up your thigh and under the fabric, you shiver to his touch, and your breath quickens. You feel a trail of fire where his finger was. 

“Answer me.” He demands. 

“I- I - my husband, he’s head of the village.” 

The man flashed a sinister smile, then looks around the house, “this house?” 

“It’s not our house, I just - I like to come here to be alone.”

“Ah, well, you husband is dead now.” he looked around a little longer,

“Good, I hate him. I hope it hurt.” you didn’t plan to say it, but it came out anyway. 

Your blunt comment makes him laugh,

“I could kill him again, you could watch,” he commented with an amused grin, then tugged at the ropes on your wrist, “this?” 

You don't answer, you're too busy trying to calm your body down.

His free hand is under your skirt now, bare palm against your thigh, his eyes locked on yours as he inches his hand up higher, higher, closer to your already throbbing core. 

He chuckles and shoves his hand between your legs, forcing your thighs apart. When you try to close them, he shoots you a warning look, its cold, dark, and way sexier than it should be. 

You go still.

He places the sword down, then uses both hands to shove your legs open again. He quickly moves between them so you can’t close them. Feeling his thick firm body between your legs does little to calm the fires burning in your core. A soft breath falls from your parted lips as your eyes meet his again. 

He leaned in close, his nose touching yours as this beard tickles your chin. His lips a hair away from yours. 

“Is he the one who did this?” He asked as he tugged at the rope around your wrist with one hand.

“Y-yes.” You stutter at the closeness.

Despite being dirty and with blood slatted on him, you still feel attracted to his scent. Your body is doing things you can’t control, and when he presses himself into you, a moan escapes your lips, much to his pleasure. 

.

Harald 

Licking his lips, Harald reached down and adjusts his cock in his pants. 

He wants you, and he will have you.  

He could care less right now if you're lying about the jewels or not, you are much more valuable. And he needs to claim you before someone else does. 

And after he has you, he'll ask why and how you know their language. 

His eyes fall to your lips and the way they quiver. This time though, there’s less fear and more excitement, anticipation; he can smell it on you.

He images your lips around his cock and his dick twitches. Even better than that, he imagines the feeling of sinking deep inside of you, deeper than any man has ever been before. 

Harald rests his hand on your upper thigh, close enough to your center to tease but not touch. 

“What did you do to end up like this Princess?”

You swallowed hard.

Unable to control himself, he grabbed your neck, feeling how small you feel in his hands. 

“I-I. I’m a sinner.” You stuttered, embarrassed and ashamed for how aroused you are. 

It’s one of the many things your husband called you this morning, before tying you up like a fucking animal, a sinner.

Whore. Liar. Deviant.

Harald erupted in laughter and moved closer to you. Keeping one hand on your throat, he brings the other to his lips. 

Harald holds your gaze as he sucks his fingers into his mouth and runs his tongue around them. 

“What could possibly make you a sinner Princess?”

He asks softly as he brings his hand back between your legs and slides his fingers inside of you. 

You gasp and stiffen to his touch. Embarrassed at your own body, how wet you are and how easily his fingers entered you. 

You don’t mean to, you tell yourself not to, but you jerk your hips anyway and drive his fingers deeper. He growls at the way you curve into it, your moan music to his ears. He slides his fingers in past the knuckles as his eyes fall on your nipples sticking out through the dress. 

“Adultery -” You bite back another moan and close your eyes. 

Pleasure shoots through your body as his long, thick fingers move in and out of you. Like everything else he did, his movements are with intention. You bite your lip and try to stay quiet as he fucks you with his fingers, it doesn’t work. 

The Viking just watches you, like a hawk, as his fingers pumping inside of you faster now.

Heat flushes your entire body, and all sense of fear disappears. Your heart bangs in your ears, your eyes fly open again, connecting with his unmoving and menacing stare. 

A small smirk on his lips, the Viking retracts his fingers, leaving your close to the edge. Without another word, he yanks you off the ground and to your feet. Your legs shake beneath you, your knees weak.

Harald  

After checking the slack from the rope, Harald pushes you down on the bed, it was just enough to keep you from running away while he fucks you. Not that you will, you clearly desire him too, his fingers are dripping with the proof and the way your once fear filled eyes are lidded with desire, is proof on top of that. 

Your lack of defense makes him a little suspicious, but you did say you fucked someone else, and that's how you ended up in here. Maybe you really were a gift from the gods, a little Minx he could do with as he pleased as often as he pleased. 

Harald quickly undoes his pants and pulls his cock out. He rolls you onto your stomach. Each breath and moan that leaves your lips makes him harder for you. 

Pulling your ass up in the air, he rubs the tip of his cock. It’s throbbing for you and wet with precum. He raises the dress up over your hips and admires the shape of your bare ass before pulling you up on your knees. 

With your wrist bound, it's difficult to balance yourself, so you lay there and use your stomach muscles to keep your ass up higher, you feel like a whore now, displayed for him like this. What's worst? You don’t even feel bad about it. You wish your husband was live so he could watch. 

Harald teases your entrance with the head of his cock, sliding it against your slick folds and savoring the sounds falling from your lips. He slaps your ass hard, then without warning, shoves his cock inside of you, pushing his way through with ease as your wet, hungry cunt sucks him in. 

“Oh Princess - “

He slaps your ass again and pulls out completely.  Just to watch his cock go into you again. 

Bending his body over your own, he tears at the front of your dress until it rips, greedily taking your breasts into his palm as he fucks you from behind, his other hand anchored on your hip. 

Harald is drunk, dizzy, addicted to your cunt. It's like you were made for him, fitting like a glove and taking each thrust like a pro. There’s nothing fragile about you and he fucking loves it. As your cries and moans become louder, he fucks you harder. 

“Yes! Scream for me princess, let everyone know w- who - “

He slows down, his eyes rolling back in his head, you feel so good he can’t finish his thought, 

He has to keep you  

You must be his forever 

You are too good to have just once and much too valuable to die  

You don’t even recognize what's falling form your lips anymore, a mix of your tongue and his, moans, cries and whimpers. 

You feel like an animal in heat being fucked under the full moon, like 7 years of need and want were being exercised from your body all at once, by this Vikings cock. 

You’ve lost control of yourself, and it feels amazing. 

Wild with passion, your body continues to succumb to the sinful pleasure of him inside of you. His rough hands on your body, his deep voice, the relentless way he fucks you - it's torturous and everything you could dream of. 

This is what no one you’ve taken into your bed could do, what none of them could live up to. 

Even closer to the edge than before, you try to hold on, you don’t want this to end. You push back into him, demanding more of his cock and he happily gives it to you. 

“Such a greedy princess - “he moans, his hands sliding up the sides of your body now. 

Haralds brings one hand to your neck, the other to your lower stomach. He pulls you up to his chest, straightening you out with him as he continues to thrust deep and fast, both of you on your knees now. The new angle hits the spot and the room spins, your vision goes dark, and tears fall down your cheeks. 

“I’m going to cum inside of you, m - make you take it, all of it - “he growls and bites your ear lobe as you fall slack in his arms. 

His strokes become uneven as he starts to breathe harder, 

“you’ll carry m-my seed Princess, you’ll give me sons...s-strong sons with your sinner blood - fuck - “

He bites hard into the side of your neck then explodes inside of you. Fulfilling his promise.

He falls with you on the bed, both of your breathing heavily, his body on top of yours, his cock still inside of you as he empties out. Your bound wrist aching and pinned beneath your body. 

Seconds later you feel his hand on your face, moving your hair so he can see you. 

“Princess,” his eyes are barely open, a smile on his lips, “we are going to have a lot of fun together.” 

You make a sound in reply, unable to form words.

You could almost fall asleep, despite how crazy that sounds.

As you fight to keep your eyes open, an unfamiliar chuckle comes from the other side of the room, by the door. Harald looks back, you still pinned beneath him. 

“So this is what you’ve been doing? All I found was eggs!” 

You detect evil cheerfulness to the new man's tone. Off his voice alone, he’s clearly amused. Something is thrown at the bed, hitting the man on top of you, a wet substance drips onto your thigh. 

Harald laughed; you feel the rumble in his belly against your back. He turns your face the other way, making you look at the door. 

“Princess, that is my brother, Halfdan. I’m Harald.”

For some perverse reason, you smiled at the frightening yet attractive man. 

Harald leans in, brushing his lips against yours. “Be careful, that smirk is going to get you fucked Princess. And my brother won’t be so gentle.”

Your eyes drift over to the man in the doorway again.

This was anything but gentle, and instead of the thought arousing fear in you, it only sparks desire. As your eyes settle on the dark brown ones staring back at you, you can feel your tired body slowly waking up again. 

“You’re making some big promises,” you say, testing the waters and surprising yourself with your behavior. 

The brothers exchanged a glance, then both start laughing. 

“You lucky bastard, “Halfdan stepped fully into the room, “you found a treasure.” 

“I did,” Harald pulled his cock out with a groan, lowered his tunic, then tossed you over onto your back. “She’s coming with us.” He holds the rope out, and before you could blink, Halfan cut through it with his own sword. 

“There’s nothing here.” Halfdan said to his brother, as he eyes your bare legs and moisture between your thighs. 

“Oh, but there is, and she’s going to show us where.” Harald replied as he pulled you off the bed. He handed the remaining rope to Halfdan then pulled your dress down. “Can't have anyone else stealing a glance, you belong to me now. Move.” he slapped you on the ass. 

As you take your first steps, they're wobbly, not that he cares. He slaps your ass again and Halfan pulls the rope so roughly you almost fall over. You will your legs to move and step out of the house, Halfdan in front of you and Harald behind you. 

As you tell them where to go, the other Vikings eye you, sizing you up and you can see dead members of the village littering the ground. For how bad you feel, it's still not enough to quiet the excitement of what comes next. 

You belong to him now 

The words repeat in your mind.

As fucked up as it is, the thought excited you and fills you with anticipation for what's to come. And you hope, when the time comes that Harald is feeling generous enough, you’ll get to experience Halfdan too. 

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[just-a-fangirl13]

MacRiley fan-fic

This one is a classic. Probably wont happen but it was fun to write anyways!

Season 4 spoilers..... duh!

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“Good night guys. Riles you coming?” said Mac with his usual smile leaving the war room followed by Desi and Bozer. Matty and Russ were still busy.

Mac had been wanting to tell Riley about his break-up with Desi but they had got the call from Matty.

Desi and he realised they were never going to work. The weird part was that he didn't feel heartbroken. 

He had seen it coming for a while now, it was just a matter of finally ripping off the band-aid. Desi seemed fine too, she still nipped at him occasionally but they had managed to keep it professional for the whole mission. Desi was staying with him until she could get back her old apartment.

“No I have some stuff I need to do. Good night Mac.” said Riley with a tight lipped smile. 

Mac raised his eyebrow at her. “Okay. Good night then. Call me if you need a lift anyways.” He and Des got into his car while Riley walked to the nearest bar.

The mission had been rough. Riley felt completely spent but she needed a drink. It was Friday night and she was all alone. She let that sink in. At the rate she was going she was going to die alone too.

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Mac’s phone buzzing woke him up. It was 1 am. It had been barely 2 hours since they got back. 

“Why won't criminals just take a day off.” said Mac half asleep, groaning as he reached for his phone. 

He read the caller id fulling expecting it to be Matty. But it wasn't.

All the sleepiness drained right out of him. It was Riley.

“Hello? Riles? What’s going on is everything okay?” said Mac already getting up, fully alert now and trying to make as little noise as possible so as to not wake Desi up in the adjoining room.

Mac could here loud music in the background. What the hell was going on?

“Hey Mac. I need a ride.”

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Mac found Riley outside The Bar. Riley was drunk and she was standing all alone outside at the entrance when she had called. Mac drove over as fast as he could. His heart racing the whole time.

He pulled up to where she was standing. Silently thanking the universe that she was okay. 

“Riles? Are you okay” said Mac with deep concern on his face.

Riley nodded but swayed on her feet. Mac caught her.

“Okay lets get you home.”

Mac got Riley in the passengers seat and buckled her up. He had just started up the car when Riley mumbled.

“I’m sorry. I'm so so sorry” and tears started rolling down her face. Mac’s heart broke a little. Why had he not gone with her? What if something had happened to Riley? What if he had somehow missed her call?

“Riles. You dont have anything to be sorry for. It’s okay. Its a best friends duty to pick up them up especially when they get drunk. Today’s mission was hard on all of us.” said Mac with a smile. It really was the least he could do for her. She had put everything on the line when she had come to his rescue. She was always there. The one true constant in his life. The one person he could count on.

Riley just went on apologising until a minute later she had closed her eyes and fallen asleep. Mac looked over at her a few times. She seemed so peaceful. He had been so caught up with Desi, Codex and Phoenix that he hadn't even paid attention to what was going on with Riley. Something was definitely eating at her. He was hoping he could have talked to her today, tried to get to the bottom of things.

Riley had seemed a little distant lately. He didn't even blame her. He had no idea what was going on with her, but for now he would be there for her just like she was for him.

Mac pulled over outside Riley’s apartment. He didn't want to wake Riley up but he couldn't help it.

“Riles,” Mac whispered. “I need you to wake up now. Please.”

Riley opened her eyes slowly. He helped her out of the car and grabbed her bag. It was a good thing he knew she kept her keys in the tiny zipper in her favourite bag which she was also carrying right now.

He opened the apartment door and helped Riley in. He set her down on her bed  and took off her boots. Riley was half asleep and was really out of it. 

He tucked her in and was about to switch off the small bedside lamp when Riley reached for his arm.

“Hey Mac” she slurred a bit while talking,”Thanks for picking me up. Your a good friend you know. Don’t ever doubt that.”

Mac smiled. Even half drunk Riley was still thinking about him. He brushed out a few strands of hair out of her face and turned off the light.

“Good night Riles.” said Mac leaving the room.

“Love you, Mac” says Riley before cuddling into her covers and falling straight asleep.

Mac froze at the door, his heart pounding. 

He had misheard her right? But he found himself hoping he hadn't.

It hit him like lightning. He loved Riley too, didn't he? Deep down he always had. 

He had told himself that he had held her hand when that missile was about to hit them because he wanted Riley to know he was sorry. Sorry that he couldn't save her. But it was more than that,wasn't it?

He had loved her. 

Mac smiled to himself. He was such an idiot. How had he not seen it sooner. Not seen what was right in front of him the whole time.

But he wouldn't say anything until he knew for sure.

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The next morning Riley woke up to the worst hangover. Maybe even worse than the one that Mac’s alcohol breaking down drug had given her when he, Leanna, Bozer and she were undercover.

She dragged herself to the shower and got changed which is when it registered that she could smell pancakes. What the hell?

“Good morning sleepy head.” said Mac a little too loudly. Riley winced. 

Mac was cooking.... Pancakes... In her kitchen... In her house....

She looked over at her sofa and saw a blanket draped on it.

“Hope you dont mind. I crashed here after last night just incase you needed me.”

“No of course I dont mind. I’m just really hazy on what happened last night.” said Riley rubbing her head.

Mac placed a steaming cup of coffee in front of her along with a plate of chocolate chip pancakes.

“You dont remember anything?” asked Mac trying to hide the disappointment in his voice. “You got really drunk last night and called me to ask if I could give you a ride home. You were really out of it.” said Mac with smile.

Bits and pieces came rushing back as she took a seat at the kitchen island. She had gone to the bar and had one drink after another and had completely lost track. She remembered contemplating calling Mac and then sitting in his car. She couldn't remember if she said anything. What if she told him about her feelings. Oh no no no no. Rileys mind was going into overdrive.

“Oh god Mac. I’m so sorry. I probably ruined you and Desi’s night. Im such an idiot. I dont even remember what I was thinking.”

“Hey hey its okay Riles. Besides Desi and I aren't dating anymore.” said Mac.

Woah. It was really taking her a while to process things.

“I’m sorry to hear that Mac. I feel like such a terrible friend. I didn't even notice something was up.” said Riley. Gosh when had she become such a mess.

“It was a long time coming. Desi and I just weren't right for each other. We both knew it, but we were hanging on to the relationship because it was familiar I guess.” said Mac.

Riley just silently nodded. Her mind was spinning.

“Anyways” said Mac smiling, “try the pancakes. I need to know if they are any good.”

Riley eyed the plate remembering Mac’s track record with cooking. She could feel Mac’s gaze on her so she tried it.

“Okay wow. These are actually really good.” said Riley. Mac laughed, ”Mission Accomplished. You have to tell Bozer they were good, okay? He won't believe me if I say it.”

Riley and Mac sat there eating chocolate chip pancakes, laughing. Riley felt like all the problems in the world just fell away.

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

Riley was helping Mac clear up even though he had insisted he would do it on his own. There was still that worry that she had said something to Mac nagging her. He seemed alright. A little chirpy but happy. 

“Mac. Last night. I didn't say anything stupid right?” said Riley washing the plate and handing over the last one to Mac to dry it since he had insisted. 

“Why?” asked Mac a curious look on his face. “Was there something I needed to know?”

“Nope no reason. I was just really out of it yesterday. Just curious if I said anything.” said Riley relief washing over her.

“Well there was one thing I wanted to talk to you about actually.” said Mac putting the last plate away. 

“Riles, I’m sorry Ive been such a terrible friend to you lately. I..just.. with everything going on with Codex and Desi.. i..never even bothered to check in on you. I had no idea why you were being distant until I realised last night that you were probabaly drunk because you felt like you couldnt talk to me. You’ve always been there no matter what and I couldn't even return the favour. I'm so sorry.”

Mac looked so stressed. He really thought it was his fault she was avoiding him. 

Oh god what had she done. The exact reason she didn't want to tell Mac the truth was so she didnt hurt him but seeing him like this broke her heart. She loved him so much it physically hurt sometimes.

“Mac. Its not your fault. It has nothing to do with-” Riley stopped herself. She had nothing to lose right? She should just tell him. No more lies or secrets.

Mac looked up searching her face. She wasn't meeting his eye and she was fidgeting with her hands. 

Could it be possible that Riley was distancing herself from him because of what she said last night? Could it really be true?

"Before you say anything, there is something you should know." said Mac. This was it. He felt brave all of a sudden.

"You said something last night. I mean I could have misheard you but it sounded you like you said you love me. Is that what this about?" Mac sounded so nervous.

Riley was shocked. She had said it last night. Oh god what if he didnt feel the same way?

"I- Mac- I am so sorry. I just- You were dating Desi and I just broken up with Aubrey and I just had to-"

Before Riley could finish Mac kissed her. And she kissed him back.

"You have nothing to be sorry for. " said Mac smiling. "I'm such an idiot. It took me so long to see what was in front me this whole time."

Mac held Rileys hand in his and they started at each other and smiled. They were in their own happy bubble.

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[kimberly-spirits13]

Home Invasion

Pairing: Damian Wayne x reader

Synopsis: While at home for the weekend while your parents are away for a business trip, you decided to order pizza. You didn’t think anything would go wrong when doing this, but then again, you were now living in a nightmare

Warnings: Mentions of being shot, home invasion

Word Count: 1770

        It was a pretty regular Friday night for you. The house was quiet but for the movie playing in the background, your parents were on a trip to Washington DC for business, and Damian was set to arrive in 2 hours to stay over. You didn’t have much planned that night, however when your stomach started to rumble, you decided to order some pizza for yourself. Ringing up your favorite pizza place, you got your favorite and sat back to wait for its arrival.

        As you were walking down the hallway and back into the living room from the bathroom, you heard the doorbell.

        “Strange.” You thought, “There was no notification from the guards.”

        Looking down at your phone, your thoughts were confirmed. Since you were home alone, you went to a covered part where no one would see you and checked the front cameras. It was the pizza guy, the right pizza guy in fact. You could tell that he was getting impatient more and more and eventually, you opened the door figuring that if anything happened, you’d be able to handle it.

        “Hello.” You said opening the door, “I paid online already.”

        “That’s wonderful Miss. L/N, however that’s not what I’m here for.” The man that was standing there said.

        Before you could slam the door, he pulled out a small pistol. Without much time at all, shots were fired and you had been grazed by one bullet and shot in the arm by another. Luckily, this one wasn’t a very good shot. You stepped back in pain some before throwing the box at him and slamming the door, locking it and then shutting the curtains on the windows. The only thing that you had heard from him was his voice calling an all clear for more in his group on the cell phone that he now had in his hands.

        “You have got to be kidding me!” You hissed army crawling into the kitchen, “Siri, call Dami.”

        As the phone was ringing, you grabbed the first aid kit and started wrapping up your arm. It wasn’t long before he picked up with a casual voice.      

        “Hello belov-“

        You cut him off quickly, “Damian, I need you to get here now. I ordered pizza and instead it was some guy with a pistol. He got me in the arm and called for backup.”

        Damian paused before you heard the loud sounds of footsteps running down the hallway.      

        “Where are you?” He asked entering the cave.

        “I’m in the kitchen wrapping the wound, I don’t know about getting my suit on since it would give me away but I can try and get to my weapons and upper body armor under my clothes.”

        “Do that, I’m on my way.” You heard him zip something up, clip another item, and then rev up his bike before speeding off.

        “Just give me a second, I’m switching to the comms.” Quickly, you hit the emergency button on your phone for the police and then put an earpiece in before you started talking some more.

        “Can you hear me?” You asked working up the steps.

        “I can, are you still okay?” Damian questioned.

        “I am. I’m going up to my room. I don’t know where they are but I’ll check the cameras once I’m changed.”

        You ran down the hallway and turned left into your bedroom before shutting and locking the door. All of the other doors upstairs were locked and you hoped that they would pick the right side of the staircase to clear before your side. Immediately, you went inside to your bathroom and locked that door before doing the same in your closet door and then, into the secret vault room that you had installed to keep your suit and weapons. You liked to call it your mini Batcave when wannabe killers weren’t chasing you.

        Quickly, you took off your top and put the bullet -proof armor that you typically wore on and then put your shirt on back over it. Over that you had your swords, similar to Damian’s but not too close. In your holsters, emergency knives and, just incase, two pistols with plenty of magazines to keep you going. You knew that you could just stay in here and wait for Damian to arrive to take out the assailants. But this was your home, and you’d be damned if any fake pizza man got into it.

        Quietly, you walked to the camera monitors. In the back of the house you noticed no activity. Then you checked the sides along with the fencing cameras. That’s when the thought dawned on you that the people at the front gate are either dead or they left. You were all on your own in this fight. The only place that the men could be now is the front. It was a bold move but you knew it was probably something that they did because they were either inexperienced or they were trying to scare you.

        You hid in the shadows, shutting off all of the lights and getting into position. All of them were accounted for, knowing that the man only called for 5 more. Not moving, you waited and waited for them to enter before the sound of the front window busting open put you on a higher alert. Watching them enter, you noticed their height and build, looking for their weak spots and sizing them up.

        “Miss. L/N! We’re here!” One of them called out laughing.

        You cringed some at his actions not really wanting to think about what he was to do if it wasn’t just a murder and robbery. They walked in and split up. That would make it easy to take them out without starting a firefight. Besides, you did want to keep the house as in tact as possible, you know, parents and all. They didn’t know that you were doing this kind of work so you figured it would be best to not stab them with a sword since that would be extremely telling. Instead, you leapt down to the first one and as he turned around, threw a knife right into his chest. Batman might have had a no kill rule, however right now, you didn’t care anymore.

        The first man was down. Now, there were only 5 more to go. Carefully, you tracked the next one and after taking him out, the third one. You didn’t think you’d need Damian during this but at the same time, you didn’t really want him to see what you were doing and had done.

        The third target wasn’t as easy. As a heavier set, taller man, he didn’t go down without somewhat of a fight. You didn’t want to pull out your guns as to not alert the others in the house of your location, but you didn’t have to worry about that for long since he knocked over a plant causing a great smash.

        You sighed, “That was more expensive than the hospital bills my parents paid when I was born you idiot.”

        Now that your position was given away, you fired a few shots into his head and chest, effectively taking him out. The other three rallied around you. For some reason, these were more experienced. They had had training and you could tell. One of them punched your arm which made you let out a cry in pain.

        “You stupid girl, thinking you could take us all out.” The one that hit you laughed.

        He tried to do it again before you moved out of the way and threw him into the fireplace. The man groaned in pain as the others looked at you with more anger in their eyes. They two pulled out more guns making your eyes go wide before you let a smoke screen down and escaped to regroup.

        “Damian where are you?” You asked.  

        “I’m about to enter the house, are you still alright?” He replied in a worried but angry tone.

        “Yeah, just bruised up a bit. These guys aren’t like normal robbers, they’re trained.” “Just be careful.” You said.

        “You know I will be.”

        With heavy breaths looking down at your leg you noticed that you’d be grazed again. This time you didn’t really notice because of the adrenaline that was rising. Sighing, you stepped back out and went into the hallway where the men had disappeared.

        “Damian, they’re not in the living room anymore… I don’t know where they are.” You informed.

        “They’re on the upper porch with me, I need assistance.” Damian said.

        “W-what? How did they get up there?” You mumbled heading upstairs in disbelief.

        The moment that you got to the railing of the third story porch that was just above you, you went to reach to pull yourself over. That was when a shot fired and the sound of metal hitting the wooden flooring rang out. You heard someone stumbling and then saw Damian hit the concrete floor three stories below. He didn’t move as blood pooled around him.

        You felt sick looking down at it, throwing up for just a second before shooting up at the floor knowing where they were. When you heard bodies hit the floor, you came up, swords ready with the look of fierce anger plastered on your face. That was when you stopped cold in your tracks. It wasn’t the men. Those bodies were your parents. Knees going weak, you dropped next to them before looking across the patio and seeing the three men laughing. That was when another shot rang out and you woke up in a cold sweat from your bed breathing heavily.

        The room was dark in your home and there was no bandage on your arm. You knew you were safe, it just didn’t feel like it. Within a few seconds, you found yourself reaching for your phone and calling Damian. Like in the dream it was a few seconds before he answered.

        “Beloved, are you alright?” He asked in a groggy voice.

        “Y-yeah. May I come over?”

        “Yes, what happened?”

        “It was just a bad dream.” You said heading to your car and leaving a note for your parents that you needed to go see Damian.

_______________________________________________________________________

        It was insanely late when you made it to the manor. Damian was at the door when you came and opened it without you having to answer. There wasn’t that much of an exchange, however you explained what the dream was about and then headed upstairs into his room for some sleep and the comfort which you couldn’t get alone fighting off strange nightmares.

Yooooo 😂. So I wrote this at like 5am one night and forgot about it. That’s kinda why it’s hot trash and I needed something to post today while I'm working on requesttsssss. I’ve been binging skincare by Hyram cause I had a breakout and also Chloe Ting is kicking my butt 😭 😂

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[marvels-writings]

When the World is Against Us (1)

Comfort with Paprikash

Wanda Maximoff (Scarlet Witch) Masterlist

Series Masterlist

Preview 

A/N: So here we go on one of the most heartbreaking series I’m gonna write in a while, collage coming soon. 

“Hey kid,” Tony greeted from the doorway of the gym in his suit that he’d worn to the MIT conference, he chewed a pencil casually while watching you punch the punching bag over and over again, clearly distracted by something else.

“Hey,” You answered breathlessly, almost angry at not being called onto the mission in Lagos. 

“What’s wrong? Never seen you this angry at a punching bag before.” Tony commented, sitting down on the corner bench just in case the punching bag exploded, it happened once before, not an incident Tony wanted again. 

“Nothing, I just,” You sighed, steadying the punching bag and taking in a deep breath. “I’m sick of being treated like I'm 14, I’m 17 for christ’s sake and I can take care of myself.” You argued

“You’re almost 18 y/n.” Tony said, smirking slightly as his attention returned to the gym floor. “Exactly, but neither my mom, or Wanda think I’m ready to go on a mission.” Every word enunciated by another punch on the bag. “Even though I’ve been on more than some people on this team.”

“True, I’m gonna be in my lab if you need a break.” Tony shrugging, you knew his mind was elsewhere and he didn’t listen to half of what you’d just said but you punched it off. 

About half an hour later, you were sweaty and your anger was still there, you knew they were just trying to protect you, but this was protection you didn’t need anymore. You just wanted a chance to prove yourself, maybe even impress your girlfriend with red telekinesis powers that you can kick some ass. 

“Y/n, there’s something you should see.” Vision said from the doorway almost timidly for a robot. You followed him out the door, slinging your sweat towel casually over your shoulder and drinking water. 

A glance at the TV made you drop your water instantly. The headlines were Avengers mission gone wrong, a building was burning, blood was everywhere, you didn’t know whose blood it was. 

You ran to your phone, breath quickening as you quickly fired a text to your mom and called her on the emergency cell phone she carried everywhere with her incase you called. Thankfully, she picked up on the first ring. “MOM? Are you there? Are you and Wanda okay?” You demanded starting to pace in your room as one hand ran through your hair. 

“I’m here honey.” Natasha answered quietly, knowing you were panicked. 

“Wanda’s okay, I’m going to text you what happened, we are all okay.” Nat promised, putting down the phone, you sighed a sigh of relief and sat down, waiting for her to text you all the details. 

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It could have been worse, that’s what you kept telling yourself anyway as you cooked Wanda’s favorite dish, paprikash, at 1am, waiting for them to come back while the news played in the background. A few people wanted Wanda arrested, a lot more were furious with the Avengers, with your family. 

A bing from your phone distracted you from your thoughts, you ran to it with the spoon still in your hand, it was a text from your mom saying they would land in 2 hours. You let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding and finished the dish and put it in a thermos and carried it to Wanda’s room along with a thermos of rice and some forks. 

You flopped down on her bed, knowing she would be beating herself up over this. It was just what Wanda did whenever a mission went wrong and you wanted to help her, badly. 

So, you did the best you could, you stayed up those two hours making a huge blanket fort on her bed while wearing one of her hoodies, knowing the smell had faded mostly. You got extra string lights you had in your room and put them up, cueing up one of Wanda’s favorite movies on TV and watching it in the blanket fort while you waited, falling asleep on accident. 

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The second Wanda came back to the compound the only person she wanted to see was you. She dragged her feet over to your room, knowing Nat was watching her in concern as she did so. 

You weren’t in your room and all the blankets and pillows were gone, Wanda’s eyes widened in panic as her heart raced in her chest, thinking you weren’t okay. She sprinted into her room incase you were there, and you were, cuddled into Wanda’s bed with a huge pillow fort towering over your head. 

She smiled softly and switched off the string lights, emerald eyes tearing up when she saw what you had done to try to comfort her. Wanda never had anything like you, and she probably never would, you were the best she could get. 

Wanda snuggled into you, comforted by you just being there. She laid her head over your heart, listening to her heartbeat instead of the screams which had been filling her head. It helped drown out her thoughts until her senses were filled with you, your scent in her hoodie, your arms softly wrapping around her, your breath in her hair, she hadn’t ever felt more comforted. 

| Part 2 | 

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[semi-imaginary-place]

gamers have no rights

SEIZE THE MEANS OF PRODUCTION

Oh and Minato actually using crude (like he always speaks very politely)  speech for the last big shot was a good moment. i rather like minato  and you can  see how dear kaburagi is to him. Minato gets Kaburagi put on mod duty instead of being destroyed or sentenced to life at the waste facility. Minato then stops Kaburagi from getting destroyed a second time and even keeps his avatar which would have gotten him killed. and he does all this without Kaburagi asking him, without Kaburagi ever knowing. Minato in the finale then risks annihilation to see kaburagi in the finale and is willing to gamble his life by staying in deca-dence to execute the plan. if he hadn’t helped, kaburagi would almost certainly be destroyed by the bubble wipe. Minato just wants to be near Kaburagi and be a part of his life. me in the distance: “gaaayyyyyyyyyyyyy”

when the admins threw donatello into the poop jail, did no one think to take the arm gun?

Yuzuru Tachikawa  has a lot of good stuff. death parade, mob psycho 100 II, assistant director for zankyo no terror.

once a limiter is released, can you put it back on?

http://decadence-anime.com/en/ incase the website ever goes down and i have to use the wayback machine

5.5: ok so i did forget the part where they say that Solid Quake and the other mega corps manufacture the cyborgs. ah and the cyborgs are also property of Solid Quake. real last stage capitalist dystopia. and some cyborgs’ job is to play the mmo. Like the company mandates download of the game upon cyborg activation. yeah if solid quake has the resources to manage a population of squishy monsters and have absolute control of all matter in the bubble they totally could have dealt with the air pollution on the rest of the planet. There’s also at least 4 other structures/companies on the planet. I wonder what they are up to. i was wondering about the ruins, so they were made as set pieces/background art for the post apocalyptic story.

so cyborgs did originally have their roots in biological humans. but currently and all the ones we see are assembled by Solid Quake. I wonder about the cyborg cores, they have the same green glow as oxyone. And one of the characters (minato? kaburagi?) says that cores aren’t controlled by Solid Quake, so the cyborgs have free will.

So I doubt minato ever switched departments though I guess its possible, meaning when he says he wants to fight along side kaburagi again he means this metaphorically, he wants to be able to once against work towards the same goal as kaburagi side by side. Also Minato calls Kaburagi “Kabu” no honorifics or anything and the subtitles bastardize this into just “Kaburagi”

they ended up making a game that involves throwing around a cyborg core. isn’t that a little...

Though everyone helped out a little, the finale was all about helping kaburagi where as I would have preferred something like everyone working and changing the system rather than kaburagi having a chat and the deca dence system letting him do what he wants. but I suppose that’s a hook for season 2. So seen on its own deca-dence has a good solid ending but not a spectacular one. But I am so glad it has a good ending, you don’t know how many shows have gotten my hopes up in the first couple episodes only to fizzle out and flop. I am so happy this show stuck the landing even if there was a little wobble.

I watched all of Deca-Dence in one sitting and wow do I love this show. It's just a good solid show. There's no weak point, each episode is solid, the writing is good, the animation is striking, and most importantly the show holds itself together throughout its entire run.

funny thing is. When I first saw the promo material for this anime back in spring of 2020 i went like ”ugggg not another one of these” where the remnants of humanity fight against annihilation at the hands of some monsters like shingeki no kyoujin or kabaneri of the iron fortress mostly because I’m been thinking a lot on compassion for the Other and a lack of that combined with propaganda about how the Other is a threat to the existence of the in-group forms the basis of a lot of modern facism and white supremacy groups that justify their existence against an imaginary threat use this same kind of logic framing themselves as the last bastions of humanity (whiteness) against a monstrous other (muslims, immigrants, ethnic minorities, usually people of color/not white people). Now the premises of humanity fighting against annihilation by monsters in of itself isn’t necessarily racist, but after a year where violent racism exploded against asian americans and BLM had a lot of attention, my mind can’t help but be in that space. However by the time I watched Deca-Dence on January 25, 2021 I had completely forgotten everything and anything about the show. All I remembered was some people crying about it on tumblr and twitter whose posts I skipped over once I realized they were about a show I hadn’t seen. So I went into this with a completely blank slate, I didn’t know that this was scifi, or that there was a giant fortress city, I didn’t know that Kaburagi was featured in the promos alongside Natsume, and I didn’t know we would be fighting monsters. But the first episode was just so well directed that I was excited for a second one despite the premises, and also i was still processing that last shot when i clicked the next episode button. It was the second episode that sold this show for me.

Oh I totally forgot to talk about natsume’s arm and how the show handle’s disability. Also I don’t have a prosthetic so take this with a gain of salt. Natsume occasionally feels self conscious about her prosthetic arm since people will comment on it and it adds barriers in her life, disqualifying her from joining The Power and making it more difficult to adjust the nozzle on her pack. She has added struggles in her life that others don’t, but the show never portrays her as lesser for it, its just something she has to consider and work around in her life. The line about how its not her weakness, but her power was a good line. And she literally turned it into a weapon, that’s so cool.

Corporations generate capital for the enrichment of their shareholders. But in the world of deca-dence there are no shareholders at the end of the pipeline. The machinery of the capitalist firm continues to spin, squeezing out as much cheap or free labor as possible, and acquiring assets, but for nothing and no one. Its a system made to benefit the Few, but whose beneficiaries no longer exist (or at least we never see them in the anime). The exploitation of the Tankers and cyborgs serve no purpose but to continue the existence of Solid Quake and its system.

dissonance grieving tankers at funeral to cyborgs chatting about how fun the last raid event was. bright cartoony artstyle to the dystopia of neoliberal capitalism (and the labor camp). the cheery game trailer and company intro style exposition for the apocalypse.

The reason the ending was only good instead of spectacular is because it doesn’t engage with the themes laid down in earlier episodes enough. The ending provides an emotionally fulfilling ending for its characters but only a lukewarm one for late-stage capitalism. There’s two narratives going on in Deca-Dence. The personal narrative told through Natsume and Kaburagi about learning to try again, improve yourself, make your own decisions, live on your own terms, and push your limits. Then there’s the secondary narrative about overcoming structures and systems of oppression. The anime team did a great job at the first one, but kinda meh about the second one. When we are introduced to the people of Deca-Dence we see them stratified into classes like Gear/cyborg and Tanker. However this is a false narrative perpetuated by Solid Quake to maintain its control of both groups, after all Solid Quake owns both the cyborgs and the Tankers as literal property. Ideally the Tankers and cyborgs would realize the divide between them is false and team up to tear down not only Solid Quake but the systems that allowed mega corps to exist in the first place and build more equitable and just social systems. And we do get some of this in the ending with changes in how Solid Quake is run (no more punishment of “bugs”, got rid of the gulag), but all this is shoved to the background. Essentially management and company policy changed but the fact that the corporation or its structures exists, didn’t. I can't tell if its deliberate or not though. Its common with single cour anime to leave dangling plot threads as a bid to the funding for a second season and most of them never do. So I can see it like that, but eh I still never liked this approach. Its also a limitation of the single cour instead of being produced as a 24 ep anime where they would have had lime to develop that second narrative.

#deca-dence #deca dence