#this is a very very very very vauge post I know that and I’m sorry but fuck dude you guys treat ccs like they aren’t people

[griancraft]

I would trust like none of you with my story if I was a cc. People like you are the reason people like me don’t talk about being hurt.

#I’m so mad I’m sooo mad at a lot of people on this site right now but my friends are being nice to me so I’m not posting my full rant #tw abuse #this is a very very very very vauge post I know that and I’m sorry but fuck dude you guys treat ccs like they aren’t people #context for people reading at a later date: #god just look in the notes it’s way to much to explain but it was Bad people were really bad about Shelby coming out about the abuse

[sapphicseasapphire]

👋 anon from the timeline ask again! You answered most of it, but either i didnt catch on, or i was too vauge in regards to what i wanted to know 😣 I think what I meant was the three timelines branching after OOT and MM! (downfall, twilight, Great Sea) They all had different "versions" of the hero of time, but since Time seems to be outside the flow and is a god seeing over it, how did that split end up happening? Did he create it? If so, for what purpose? Why create a timeline where he died? Unless he isn't outside the flow of time and a timeline split occurred in which he died? Or is the hero of time a completely different person in this AU? Maybe I'm thinking too much about it - sincerely, a curious mutual who rambles too much

OOF sorry I completely misunderstood your ask!!! Sorry!!!

Okay okay so the timeline split is still canon in the Cryptid au. I will make it very clear now that Time does not exist outside of the flow of time- he’s subject to it just as much as everyone else is, he just has some more control. I’ve been trying to give him limits to his power. For example, he can go back in time infinitely, but he cannot rewind to any point before he was born as Link of the Kokiri. He cannot exist before he existed if that makes sense. He has no control over how quickly the future comes- he has to wait just like everyone else. His time travel is ONLY to the past.

It’s important to note that just as everyone else creates new timelines and new versions of themselves with every decision they make, Time does as well. Now, he has a bit more control over his consciousness as he becomes a different Time, but the effect is still the same. So the three main timelines we have: the Downfall timeline, the Child timeline, and the Adult timeline, are all different versions of him. I don’t think this departs much from canon- everyone knows a different Hero, but the God has dominion over all.

The Child timeline version of him, the one that did the God’s trail of Majora’s Mask, is the only one to ascend to Godhood. But that doesn’t erase the other two timelines! And even in timelines where he should be dead, he still has influence.

I HOPE THIS MAKES SENSE!!! I’ve been so incredibly not okay these past few days and haven’t been able to muster the ability to make lore posts or art. I’m happy to explain further if I misunderstood your question again or if anything didn’t make sense haha. I’m starting to feel better.

#the legend of zelda #chain as cryptids au #i answered question #cryptid lore #I’m sorry I’m kind of dying at the moment #but I hope this makes sense?? #cryptid time #links meet au

[sappynapper]

Must Have Been a Deadly Kiss (Only Love Can Hurt Like This) x DWT

Summary: Your first kiss with Dream causes some mild injuries

Cw: fem!streamer!reader, fluff, friends to lovers, minor injury caused by lovesick clumsiness

The house was packed with people, all your favourite people to be specific. Dream’s post-face-reveal get together was the perfect excuse to get all your friends in one place. But even though you were so excited to see everyone, really you were, there was one person in particular you just couldn’t pull your attention from. Dream was chatting easily with Karl across the room from you and grinning broadly in that way that always makes your heart stutter. You sigh and take another sip of your drink, subtly peering over your cup at the freckley blond. You had thought you were being subtle, anyway. You felt the sofa dip either side of you as George appeared on your left and Tina on your right, leaning into your side to half-whisper, “Are you just gonna stare at Dream all evening or are you gonna go talk to him?”

George hums his agreement. “This is getting a little painful to watch, n/n.”

“Leave me alone. You can stop watching if it’s sooo difficult for you.” You groan, shoving George away. He just laughs and you roll your eyes.

“But it’s like a car crash, y/n, it’s horrible, but I can’t look away!” He teases you.

“Oh come on, George!” Tina urges enthusiastically, “Just tell her already!”

“Tell me what?” You question, glancing between the two of them with a frown.

“Ok, ok,” George sighs, “It’s less fun this way but Tina feels sorry for you, so...” You glare at him impatiently; only wanting to know what he has to say stopping you from pushing him off the sofa completely.

George takes a deep breath to further stall before leaning closer to whisper properly. “I have it on very good authority that your big, embarrassing crush on Dream is reciprocated.”

You blink at him, processing. “What?!” You whisper harshly, “W- What does that mean?? How do you know?” He’s enjoying this too much and you make a note to get back at him for it later.

“It meeaaans, he likes you back! So you should finally bloody do something about it and end all our suffering.” He almost sings. “And I can’t reveal my sources but I’m definitely right.”

“Sapnap told you?” You guess, brain spinning as you take in this new information.

Tina fails to hold in her laugh as George’s smile drops. “W- Possibly- That’s not the point!” You turn to look at Dream again as George keeps rambling but this time he’s already looking at you. You startle slightly at the eye contact, watching as he turns sharply away, a faint blush tinging his ears. You wonder if George could really be right about this.

“Y/n.” Tina grabs your hand, “We wouldn’t make this up. Promise.” She tells you sincerely, and George nods along. “If you really like him, you should go for it! He won’t turn you down.”

“Yeah, and preferably soon so I don’t have to keep listening to you simping-”

“George!” Tina interupts with a light smack to his arm.

“What? It’s annoying-”

“Okay.” You say, breathlessly, “Like, now? Should I go talk to him now?”

The other two stare at you for a second.

“Yes! Oh my god!” “Definitely! Go, go!” They chorus emphatically and you stumble to your feet in a slight daze.

“You got this!” Tina tells you, with a big thumbs up. You just nod before turning and walking woodenly over to where Dream is still talking to Karl in the doorway, trying not to think too much in case you change your mind.

Dream beams at you when he notices you approaching, all his focus suddenly on you and it feels like the sun breaking through the clouds in a spotlight.

Vaugely you notice Karl’s attention shifting to something behind you, eyes squinting in confusion before widening almost comically and before you know it he’s shuffling away and you’re standing in front of Dream, just the two of you.

“Hi.” He says, smiling at you, seemingly unaware of Karl’s absence.

“Hi.” You reply, softly. You can already feel your face heating up but you’re way too stubborn to back down when you know George, Karl and Tina are definitely watching right now. You take a deep breath but Dream speaks first.

“Are you having a good time?”

“Huh? Oh, yeah, great. I-”

“I just can’t get over everyone being here, it’s amazing, especially after so long-” Dream starts rambling. Normally endearing, but today you need him to shut up already.

“Dream, I...” You cut him off but don’t get much further. Why the hell didn’t you think of what to say before you came over?? He gives you a concerned look, head tilting the way dogs’ do.

“What’s up? You ok, n/n?” He’s not making this easier, throwing your nickname around like that, you think.

“Yeah, yeah.” You wave him off. “I just... have something I need to tell you.” You rush out. You feel insane as you try to remember how to speak. You’d think being a streamer for a living would make you better with words, but they’re failing you now. You look up at him, helplessly and he’s staring at you, trying to figure you out. You see his eyes flick down to your lips and up again, subconciously. Oh. oh. “Yeah, that’ll do.” You say aloud, pushing yourself onto your tiptoes so you can press a kiss to his lips. Stifling whatever response had been about to come from them.

Your heart feels like a firework, crashing around inside your chest shooting off burning, golden sparks. He’s so warm. You feel like you’re flying, you feel like you’re falling. But he hasn’t moved yet, so, reluctently, with the weight of dread settling in your stomach, you pull away, landing back on your heels so you can look at him.

Whatever the look on his face had been before, it’s a thousand times more intense now. It can only have been a couple of seconds, but it feels like forever as you stand there taking each other in. You’re brought sharply back to reality by a loud whoop from across the room. Sapnap, where ever he came from, has started hollering and cheering and the rest of your friends follow suit, laughing and clapping, making you grin in spite of yourself. Dream grins back, making your heart soar as a giddy relief rushes through you. Dream turns to look over at the others but he seems to be a bit off-balance. He lurches clumsily to the left, turning his head and immediately smacking the side of his face straight into the doorframe. You gasp as he stumbles back towards you again, clutching his face in both hands.

“Holy shit, are you okay?!” No one but you seems particularly concerned. In fact, George looks like he may actually have tears in his eyes from laughing so hard. You try to pull his hands from his face so you can inspect the damage but he’s stubbornly refusing to budge them. “Dream, let me see.”

“No.” Comes his muffled reply. You can barely hear him over Karl’s giggles.

“Why not? Come on, let me make sure you’re ok!” You coax.

“You kissed him stupid!” Someone yells, and you have to press your lips together to keep from laughing as Dream groans.

He moves his hands but pushes his face into the crook of your neck, continuing to hide. You thread a hand into the hair at the back of his head, and feel him sigh against you.

“Come on.” You murmer against the shell of his ear. “I’ll kiss it better?” You offer, shyly. He perks up at that, finally shifting away so you can see his face, eyes trained on the floor. A big, pink splotch is blooming across his cheek and he winces when you run your thumb across it as gently as you can. You hum.

“It’s going to bruise and bad, but...” You tilt your chin up again, pressing a feather light kiss to his cheekbone, “you’ll live.” You give him a reassuring smile as you pull away. He gazes back at you, dopily, then starts laughing.

“What’s so funny?” You ask, giggling already.

He shakes his head. “I-” He throws his hands up in exasperation, “I had a whole plan, you know? I was working on- I was gonna tell you- and.. I was gonna make it so romantic and-” God, he’s so cute. You grin, remembering a thought from earlier.

“Dang, if only George hadn’t let slip.” You joke. Dream frowns.

“He did?!”

“It was Sapnap!” George yells, immediately.

“Dude!”

The three start bickering spiritedly about who’s to blame but Dream is quickly distracted from the argument by your hand in his. None of the hows or whys really matter anyway, he decides. And he barely notices the throbbing pain in his face really.

#dream x reader #dreamwastaken x reader #mcyt x reader #dsmp x reader #mcyt x y/n

[memoriesofthecircularroom]

Hey!! I know it’s been a bit, but it’s the weekend and I can finally address what an endogenic recently got very angry at me for. I’m sorry I had neither the time nor energy to respond to you originally, and that it led to quite the argument over a vauge post.

I do actually regret how that day went. I wish I could’ve had the time and energy to respond, and tbh at I hadn’t been quite as upset. I just felt as though you were demonizing my response (the one where I was attempting to be funny about the fact that I didn’t have the time or energy to rehash something I’ve said for years.) I do apologize for my behavior.

Hopefully I can clarify my stance again here.

The syscourse in question: I was asked if I was a sysmed. I’m not! :) I believe that Endogenics can exist. But I would like to see evidence of this. I think that the majority of Endogenics are actually experiencing OSDD / DID, or some unrelated disorder. This stance has actually always been in my (lengthy) pinned post.

Someone took issue to this for multiple reasons. The biggest, I believe, being that I was holding the onus on Endogenics to prove they existed. To this, I have multiple complaints.

1. Once again, I believe you can exist! That isn’t a problem for me. You don’t need to prove it - I already believe you could exist.

2. Me wanting proof does not mean YOU need to show me the proof. I wouldn’t expect an OSDD / DID system to “prove” they exist, any less than I expect Endogenics to do so. I was simply expressing that I would like proof, especially considering that there has been a good amount of research into OSDD / DID.

3. Continuing off of that thought, I feel that many Endogenics are actually experiencing OSDD / DID. I wish more endos would reach out for education, rather than malice. It was where I switched my blog direction into going once I became Endo Neutral. Learning more about my disorder has really helped me heal.

4. The discussion of sources also led to general anger about being forced to admit trauma, since I believe Endogenics are (majority, anyways) traumagenic systems who have forgotten their trauma. Well. No! You don’t need to recognize your trauma, or even remember it. That’s why it’s not diagnostic criteria to remember your trauma. I don’t expect anyone to remember it. But asking yourself if it’s possible that you have trauma is the first step towards healing.

Gah, I’m already forgetting the rest, and my free time is running low already!! If anyone wished to have a conversation (not harassment or an argument) about this topic, feel free to respond. And to that person who got upset - I’m sorry I caused you turmoil. I should’ve been kinder and taken time out of my class period to respond in a more appropriate manner to the original post. ❤️

#I would tag them but I think they may have me blocked #It’s okay though #Curating your tumblr experience is important #Syscourse #Endos #did #dissociative identity disorder #osdd #other specified dissociative disorder #Endo Neutral #OSDDID #mod Sierra

[fanartfunart]

Fly Away

Episode 4: Bibliotech

Ao3 - First - 2 - 3

(Féline Sombre & Paon Lilas designs)

Summery: An AU where Adrien never went to in-person school, not getting the cat miraculous, and found the peacock miraculous. -Adrien sets out to find the Grimoire, and Alya volunteers her investigative skills, interviewing her classmates. Until a librarian gets akumatized and traps them all in a maze of books.

(tw for sickness. very vauge. Much like canon)

-

Alya hummed along to her CD of Nino’s music, ignoring the sounds of siblingly chaos outside her room. Her phone buzzed and she looked down at the text.

Double A: “Hi, you’re the local superhero expert, right?”

She chuckled at Adrien’s question and texted back, “The one and only! Why? Whatcha wondering about?”

“I’m looking for a specific book, actually? An older one about superheros, with lots of different kinds. Seen it anywhere?”

She tilted her head “Just the one you said Chloé took from your dad’s???”

Adrien spent a long time typing only for his reply to read “Oh. Of course, thank you.”

Alya frowned and called him. Adrien picked up with a delay, piano music playing in the background. His voice was hushed “Hi, uh, why are you calling me?”

“What’s going on? Did you not know what kind of book Chloé, or I guess your dad, had?”

“Oh...oh um. No, no I did. Of course I knew what kind of book it was, that’s why I was asking about it. Because it’s lost and I wanted to find it, for my dad,” Adrien chuckled awkwardly.

“Why are you whispering? Are you at a concert?”

“Oh... no I’m supposed to be practicing piano right now...”

“Oh so you’re playing a recording? Huh. Smart.” Alya got up and grabbed her shoes. “Want me to ask around for your book then? It’s kinda my thing. Plus, Chloé never let me get close enough to look at it.”

“You’d do that?” Adrien whispered softly.

“Yeah boy! Don’t worry about it. If Chloé lost it during or before the Collector situation then it’s probably not too far from the school’s social circle.”

“Wow great! Oh whoops- I gotta get back to my practice, Natalie’s coming- so uh... goodbye!”

Alya chuckled “Bye Adrien.” They hung up and Alya got ready for her interrogations.

-

The majority of the students Alya could easily get a hold of knew nothing about where it went. So her only leads were Chloé and Sabrina. They had the same story: Marinette and Lila were the last two people they saw besides each other when the book disappeared.

She met with Lila at the library, Marinette scheduled to meet her not too long after.

Lila was looking at the mystery section when Alya waved her over. "Thank you for meeting with me."

She nodded with a smile, putting down her murder mystery novel, "Of course, what did you need?"

Alya got out her notepad, pen at the ready. "Are you aware that the book Chloé brought to class is missing?"

"It is? Oh no, I didn't. Are you looking for it for her?"

"Not exactly," Alya scribbled down a note. "For its original owner, not Chloé. But! Do you mind describing where you saw it last?"

Lila hummed and shook her head, "I'm sorry, I just remember Chloé showing it to me before she fell and ran off. I thought she had it. Sabrina seemed to really want to leave though."

"I already got Sabrina and Chloé's statements… Marinette was with you, right?"

"Oh! Yes, she was. If you want I can talk to her for you?"

"That's okay," Alya said, "I've already arranged for her to give me her story next. I'm just covering my bases."

Lila hummed and nodded, "If you don't mind my curiosity, who's the original owner?"

"Oh, the Aggrestes," Alya said, "Adrien asked me to help."

Lila raised a brow, "Adrien? He's the one whose face is plastered practically all across Paris, yes?"

Alya chuckled and nodded, "Yeah, I guess he's a little famous. He's pretty cool. He almost was gonna be in our class, actually. He would've transferred in just before you," she shrugged, "Guess his dad changed his mind."

Lila tapped her fingers across the mystery novel's cover and smiled, "Well, I don't have much else for you. Hope you find it for him. It seemed like a special book." Lila stood up, and they waved goodbye.

-

Adrien quietly walked up to the librarian. He smiled, “Hi.”

The librarian looked up with a barely suppressed annoyance, “Hello. How can I help you?”

"I was looking for books related to superheroes?"

He sighed, "Right there. Very popular lately." He pointed lazily and returned his gaze to his computer.

“Oh, thank you!” Adrien followed his direction towards a section that seemed to be dedicated to Féline Sombre and Ladybug. Decorated with red and black spots and green cat paw paper crafts. It was small, secluded. Creating a comfortable nook.

"Come on out, Duusu," Adrien whispered. The kwami zipped out and fluffed his feathers, tilting his head. "Any books you recognize?" Duusu hummed and flitted between the shelves of books. Adrien skimmed through the titles. (How did people get the rights to publish fiction works about the heroes? …Do Ladybug and Féline Sombre get royalties?) He tilted his head at a title "A History of Heroics: the Lesser Known Origins of Paris’s Superheroes"

Duusu came back and hovered in front of him, "Nope, nothing.”

Adrien huffed a sigh, "Well this is the last library nearby I can think of. It's got to be in somebody's private collection then, Duusu." 

Duusu's head drooped, overcome with a quiet sadness. He glanced up, seeing something behind Adrien. He gasped and hid. Adrien spun on his heel. Natalie stood there, hands behind her back.

"You abandoned your piano practice and missed a photoshoot," she said, "I'm glad you're…" she looked around at the shelves, raising a brow, "taking initiative... in your learning, but you can't just abandon your responsibilities."

He nodded, hanging his head. "I- you're right, sorry..."

She glanced down at him and sighed. Her tone softened, "Go finish up and check out your books, we will wait for you outside in the car."

He looked back up with a smile, "Oh, thanks, I'll uh-" He glanced down at the book he was caught holding. Apparently he was into history today... "I'll go check this out…"

-

Lila waited at the doorway, much to the annoyance of the terse librarian. She ignored him. 

Marinette stumbled through the doors, carrying a box of pastries. Clearly buttering up Alya to make her believe whatever lie she came up with. Lila rolled her eyes at such amateur tactics.

She sashayed towards Marinette, "Hi Marinette, how are you today?"

"Lila! Good, good, how are you?" She smiled brightly and opened the box of macaroons, "Want some? I mentioned I was visiting a friend and we had some leftovers, so my dad kinda pushed them on me."

"No, thank you. I'm just fine. But Alya was asking about that book you borrowed from Chloé. ...I'd be careful if I were you, I wouldn't want it all pinned on you. Who knows what Chloé's reaction would be."

Marinette tilted her head “She was? Why should I-”

”Well you had it last... But I know, you're so sweet, you could never steal, could you?" she smiled, grin sharp and fox-like. "Although… you’ve had ample time to return it... actually, I just remembered something... I should go tell Alya-"

"Wha- no no, I didn't steal it! It's fine, I can explain everything to Alya!" Marinette waved her hands frantically.

"Hm. You still have it right?"

"Er… No...I uh, returned it.... To the… library."

"Well should be easy to find again then," She waved a hand to the library's bookshelves, "I'd love to see it again. I'll make sure Chloé never hears who had it, if you give it to me."

"What? Why do you want it?"

"I want to return it to its original owner, that's all," she said, pressing a hand gingerly against her chest, "and do you really trust Alya to be quiet about it? She's all about truth and justice..."

Marinette frowned, folding her arms, "Alya’s more trustworthy than you, that's for sure… Whatever plan you have, I'm not going to be part of it." 

The librarian abandoned his post, frowning, "Excuse me, what's going on here?"

Lila gave a pitifully sad look to the librarian, "She stole a book from one of my friends and won't return it! She loved that book and-"

Marinette sputtered. "What, I didn't steal-" The librarian raised a hand to stop them both.

"You'd make a very good actor. But, you're a tad over dramatic, young lady. I overheard your conversation. Your earlier tone clearly indicated elements of blackmail."

"Wh- well...well," Lila looked around, at a loss for how to lie her way out of this. Her hands balled into fists, "Well, you're just a dumb book scanner. You don't know what you're talking about," she said, "Stay out of it!"

He balked and his expression hardened, "Out."

She gasped, "What? This is a public library-"

"Yet, this dumb book scanner is telling you to get. Out. You blackmailed another patron and then tried to lie to me," he pointed to the doors, pen in hand. "So, I'd rather not repeat myself a third time."

Lila stomped out. Adrien tilted his head as he walked towards the counter, seeing Marinette watching the sceene. “Marinette?” She turned to look at him, raising a brow.

“Wha- Adrien? What are you doing here?”

A purple butterfly landed on the librarian's pen.

"Bibliotech, I am Hawkmoth. One too many people have dismissed and belittled you. I can give you the power to make sure everyone listens to you. You'll be the smartest person in the room at all times. In return, all I ask is for Ladybug, Féline Sombre, and Paon Lilas' Miraculous."

The librarian narrowed his eyes, adjusted his glasses, and grinned, "They'll all regret underestimating me." His glasses were now a glowing visor, his pen had seemed to have morphed into a staff. He twirled the staff in a motion that made a red “P” in the air.

“Marinette!” Adrien pointed, and ran towards her. Marinette turned and gasped as the window crashed as the pen-staff was thrown towards Lila’s receding figure. Lila disappeared as the pen touched her. Bibliotech summoned the staff back to himself, a meter on the pen filling slightly. He turned towards Marinette and Adrien.

"You seem like smart kids," he said, which didn't sound especially good to be in this context, "I hope you're ready for the test. Unfortunately, I don't have a number 2 pencil for you to borrow!"

He twirled his staff-pen and was about to hit Marinette with it, but Adrien shoved her to the floor. He stared at her for a moment. “You okay?”

She nodded and scrambled up. “Run!” She directed, pointing somewhere for Adrien to go while she ran into another opposite direction.

Adrien took the opportunity to dive behind the library counter. “Duusu, spread my feathers!”

"Akuma! Evacuate the Library!" Marinette yelled. She glanced down each row of books for a hiding spot to transform.... Come on, why does every row of books have at least one person in it?!

Alya stood up as Marinette ran toward her, "Marinette?! Akuma? Where!?" She started getting out her phone.

"Do not go toward the angry supervillain, please!" Marinette exclaimed, pushing Alya in the opposite direction.

Paon Lilas crashed into a bookshelf nearby, chuckling awkwardly. “Hi girls. Don’t mind me.” He stood back up, wobbily, as Bibliotech and a pair of people with a red “F” on their chests walked forward, expressions frighteningly vacant.

“You deserve a bad grade for your attitude!” Bibliotech called.

“My attitude? Who are you, my father?” Paon Lilas snarked back, running back towards him.

“No, I’m Bibliotech,” he said, matter of factually. He side stepped Paon Lilas’s attack and the minions grabbed the superhero.

He hummed, "I don't want to make it easy for you," Bibliotech drew the shorthand for “revise” and tapped a book shelf. The shelves bended and twisted into a maze-like structure. Blocking off Marinette and Alya together, and Paon Lilas with the villains.

"Nonono nooo," Marinette cried.

"If you can escape this I'll let you pass automatically!" Bibliotech's voice echoed. "Trust me, you'll need to pass this test."

"Ugh, we're not gonna be able to see the fight from here…" Alya turned towards Marinette,  "Come on, we gotta stick together if we wanna get out of here. Two minds are better than one, girl. I'm sure the superheroes will have it handled in no time!"

Marinette sighed. "Let's just hope they can find their way through this…"

-

Féline Sombre called Ladybug again, and huffed as it continued to not go through. She really hoped she hadn't been caught by Bibliotech. They landed outside the library and looked around. It was eerily quiet. She cautiously walked in.

"Hello Féline Sombre. I'll give you one chance to do this easily." Bibliotech sat on the top of one of the book shelves, legs crossed, "Hand me that ring, please."

"I appreciate the please, not so much the everything else," Féline Sombre said, and extended her staff to knock him down towards her. 

He blocked it with his own staff, and dropped to the ground, twirling it. "I hope you're ready to pay your late fees then."

Féline Sombre narrowly avoided being tapped with his staff and giggled nervously. "Do cats get late fee exemptions?"

"No," he said bluntly, twirling his staff and using the back half of it to throw her off balance. They grabbed onto their staff and extended it, twirling on the bar and leaping down to kick him back.

She tumbled and turned around, only for the man to have disappeared. They sighed, “Ladybug better get here fast.”

-

Paon Lilas threw off the other mindless drone and kicked the bookshelf. He stumbled backwards, barely avoiding the avalanche of books, vision blooming with spots. The akuma’s minions didn’t move after he was out of their grip. “Wow, is that what a failing grade does to you? He made them real dunces.... Oo, Dunce caps. That’s what I’m calling them now.”

He frowned at the rows of books and braced a hand against the wall to keep his balance. Someone nearby was very frustrated. He turned to follow it. It was probably Bibliotech.

-

Marinette anxiously tried to find somewhere to lose Alya. She took unexpected turns and ran ahead, but no. Alya just turned right with her, despite the fact that she was also recording everything. 

"It seems Bibliotech basically gave the building a revision, like a teacher might to a student's essay." Alya narrated, "He's also making this maze really hard… Marinette no, we went that way before!"

Marinette groaned in exasperation, "Shouldn't we… split up to cover more ground?"

"I'd suggest against it," A calm, overly gentle, masculine voice said, "Besides, I’m here to help now." 

Marinette froze. Please no, please no not him. Couldn’t Féline Sombre have come to save them before him? She turned around and frowned at Paon Lilas. He smiled (annoyingly) at her.

"How did you find us?" Marinette cried, throwing up her hands.

"I followed the feelings of frustration,” he said with an awkward laugh. “Anyway, we should get you out of here-”

“You’re not going to help Ladybug and Féline Sombre with Bibliotech?” Marinette said, folding her arms.

He shrugged, “Can’t be much help if I can’t find any of them, can I?” he offered a hand, "Paon Lilas, if you haven't heard of me yet." 

"Alya, creator of the Ladyblog. I’ve definitely heard of you," Alya accepted the hand and instead of shaking it, he leaned down to kiss her hand. Marinette pointedly did not give him her hand or a name.

"So, you mentioned you followed our feelings- Can you tell who the emotions are connected to?" Alya aimed her phone camera at Paon Lilas, obviously preparing to interview him. Paon Lilas waved for them to follow him and started walking. Alya followed.

"Er, stronger emotions are easier to find, and akuma victims are usually really really strong… So, I can make a good guess? Uh... a few people are… loud? Emotionally. Right now, though." He seemed to wince, minutely. It was covered with a smile. He shrugged, "It's making it a little hard to isolate Bibliotech."

Marinette frowned and turned down a random turn the rest of the group had walked past. Paon Lilas turned around, "Mar- er, Miss, where are you going?"

Marinette groaned in frustration and smiled sharply at him, "Sorry, got excited."

He giggled, a strange (condescending?? No… fond?!?) smile on his lips. "I noticed. Do you need me to hold your hand? ...To keep you from running down every turn out of excitement?"

"Nope! Nope. I'm good." She stuffed her hands in her pockets and glared forward. Alya mercifully was too distracted by Paon Lilas to comment.

Féline Sombre ran past, then skidded to a halt and returned to the group. “Birdy! Seen Ladybug?”

“Nope, no Buggaboo yet. Nice of you to join us though, Kitten.”

Marinette wrinkled her nose at the nickname. Buggaboo? Really?

Féline Sombre frowned, “Okay.... We need a way to work through this maze to get to the Akuma and make sure Ladybug can find us...”

"We could help!” Alya said, “Marinette and I could make a book trail.”

“If you do that, I could probably more easily use my powers to track down Bibliotech’s emotions.”

"What?" Marinette squeaked, "Surely they can do that themselves. How about we… find a good place to hide while they do that!?"

Paon Lilas frowned and glanced at the group. He gently pulled Marinette off to the side.

"You're nervous and frustrated... Do you really want to stay here? Wait until Ladybug captures the akuma?"

Marinette glanced around. Easy out. She nodded. "Sure, you go ahead and I'll stay right here!"

"I could give you a sentimonster to protect you, and your friend Alya, if she wants to stay too. Then Féline and I can just go find Bibliotech."

"Oh you uh, you don't need to do that. I'm fine staying here alone!"

"I want to," he smiled, "I want to help. Trust me."

Marinette frowned and nodded, "Fine…"

He fumbled forward without warning, eyes widening. He quickly straightened himself out and took a deep breath. He smiled again, like the moment never happened. He plucked a feather from his fan and imbued it with power, blowing it towards Marinette in away absurdly close to blowing a kiss. The feather fluttered into Marinette's purse and the twin masks of light appeared on their faces.

"If you need anything just tell me," he said, "I can hear it, no matter how far." He winked and the light faded. 

A fluffy, black and white dog with a pink floral pattern on its forehead and paws, sat next to Marinette. 

Paon Lilas turned towards Alya and Féline Sombre. "Marinette's staying here with senti-pup. Alya, what do you want to do?"

"I'm going with you, I wanna record this!"

Féline humed, "Okay but you need to keep out of the way… I still have no idea what the Akuma is in so-"

"The pen" Paon Lilas said, “The akuma’s in the pen.”

Marinette blinked, “How did you know that?”

He chuckled awkwardly, “I- er, call it intuition.”

“Huh. Great. Cool, go save the day!” Marinette pushed Paon Lilas away, as senti dog barked at the rest of them, herding them like a sheepdog. 

With the group finally gone, she ran down the corner a little farther and sighed as Tiki zipped out.

"I love Alya but seriously, I could've been helping Féline Sombre already."

Tiki giggled, "What are we doing with your new buddy?" 

"Oh. Right. Uh…" She took off her purse so it wouldn't disappear in her transformation. "There, let's go. Tiki! Spots on!" 

She picked up her purse and made a hush motion to the dog, who wagged its tail.

-

They followed Paon Lilas's lead Alya trailing behind putting down books to keep them on track. The strongest emotions led them into what must be the center of the library maze. Surrounded by Dunce Caps. 

Ladybug ran in behind them, Marinette's Sentidog at her heels. 

"Ladybug?" Paon Lilas frowned at her, "Why do you have Marinette's purse?"

"She, uh, gave it to me, I led her out of the building and she didn't want your amok to go to waste."

He sighed, "So brave," under his breath. He shook his head. “Let's get this over with...”

Ladybug caught his arm before he could jump into fray. "We've gotta be smart about this, this whole thing is a test, right?"

He glared at her hand on his arm and pulled away. "Fine, what is your plan, M’lady?"

She huffed and then glanced at Sentidog and Alya’s phone. "Okay, Alya, I need your phone for a second. Mind pulling up a recording?"

Alya nodded and handed her the phone. Ladybug handed it to Sentidog who bounded off, as the audio began playing. The Dunce Caps turned and followed the noise, leaving the entry unprotected.

The group walked up to it. Paon Lilas tried the door and frowned. "Locked."

"It's a puzzle," Féline Sombre said, pointing to the books above the doorway. She extended her staff to allow her to reach, and began rearranging the books. 

"They're all classics, but," they clicked them into place, "They were out of order.”

The door opened. Paon Lilas raised a brow, "How… do you know the library’s organization system?"

Féline Sombre looked confused, "You don't?"

The group walked in, and Sentidog returned, no longer holding the phone, clearly having dropped it somewhere. (Alya meanwhile got out her tablet to record instead.)

Bibliotech sat on a floating platform of books. “Took you less time than I thought it would... Are you cheating?” He shook his head, “Doesn’t matter, once I deal with you, I won’t have anything else in my way.”

Bibliotech flourished his pen in an P motion and moved to tap Ladybug with it. Paon Lilas jumped in front of her, taking the hit. He disappeared. The staff returned to Bibliotech’s hands.

Ladybug gasped. "Why did he do that? Ugh! Stupid bird- Lucky Charm!" A box fell into her hands.

Bibliotech focused on Ladybug. She used her yoyo as a shield on each hit, searching for how to use the cardboard box.

Féline Sombre extended her staff to meet Bibliotech, landing a solid kick. Bibliotech wrote another Revise note and created another platform for him to jump onto, away from Féline. The red meter went down. 

"It's an ink pen." Ladybug whispered, "Féline, destroy the platform!"

"No problem, Bug! Cataclysm!" Féline Sombre touched Bibliotech’s platform, and he grabbed their hand. They yelped and stumbled to remain precariously on the platform. Ladybug whistled and Sentidog ran up and grabbed Féline Sombre’s leg. She shifted to a less unsteady part of the platform, trying to shake off Bibliotech’s grasp on her arm. He readied his pen.

"You forgot the lid!" Ladybug said, and threw the cardboard box up. Féline Sombre grabbed it with their free hand, and caught the tip of the pen from Bibliotech’s attack.

Bibliotech tried to pull back, but the Sentidog grabbed Bibliotech's staff, growling.  Ladybug tied Bibliotech's arms in her yoyo and sentidog pulled the staff away and raced down the platforms. Féline shifted to keep a hold of Bibliotech.

Ladybug caught the dog as it jumped into her arms, giggling, "Good puppy."

It dropped the pen and she snapped it in half.

The butterfly fluttered out and the book platforms began to crumble. Féline grabbed Bibliotech and extended their staff to catch their fall, sliding down.

Ladybug caught the Akuma and threw the cardboard box in the air. "Miraculous Ladybug!"

Paon Lilas and the rest of the people reappeared. Paon instantly doubled over and coughed. His miraculous beeping.

Féline Sombre ran over to him, "Are you okay?"

He groaned, but nodded anyway. "Fine…Ya know, I was going for knocking the pen off-course but, taking the hit works too, I guess." He stumbled to a wobbling stand. Ladybug walked up to him, the sentidog on her heels. He ran.

"Wait!" Ladybug called. He turned a corner. She tried to follow him, but the aisle of books was empty. He was gone.

A mask of light appeared on her face. “Hey, Marinette. Hope you’re okay. They purified the akuma. I’m uh, pulling the amok, make sure to get your purse back from Ladybug. Sorry-” The mask disappeared, presumably because he had detransformed.

Sentidog was gone when Ladybug returned. She sighed. She was kinda going to miss that dog. Ladybug went to go help the librarian before her transformation dropped. 

-

Adrien barely caught Duusu as the kwami tumbled out of the brooch, exhausted. He pressed himself flat against the bookshelf, taking deep breaths between bouts of coughing. Pulling out the mango chips for the kwami, he groaned and slid to the floor.

He didn't know how long he sat there. Next thing he knew, Marinette was crouched next to him. Her hand on his shoulder, gentle. "Hey, hey, are you okay?"

He looked up, "Uh… No." He glanced back at the ground, his mind going back to his mother. Her illness. Her unsteadiness and coughs. He felt tears well up in his eyes. "I don't think so."

#miraculous ladybug #ml #ml ladybug #adrien agreste #peacock!adrien #black cat!sabrina #sabrina raincomprix #marinette dupain cheng #alya cesaire #Peon Lilas AU #lila rossi #fly away fic #fanart's fanfic #fanfic #miraculous swap #the reason I'm writing this so fast is 100% Broadway's fault #sickness tw

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Hard to Find Someone Like You

Boba x fem!reader, Fennec is your gal pal & boss, slow burn to smut (tomfoolery starts end of ch 2 & sex starts in ch 3, I gotchu), some romance, fair amount of plot, Post-Mando 2 Boba

You are a merc serving under Fennec at Fett’s Palace. It’s business as usual until a certain helmet starts tilting in your direction...

Translations:

Ayy - Twi’lek name, means star

****

CHAPTER ONE

TW: 1x mention of noncon/abuse

You fiddled with your lucky charm as you waited to speak to Fennec. You shifted the weight of your back pack from one shoulder to the other. She was attending to Fett right now, acting as his right hand as he held court. Several groups had been fortunate enough to be granted an audience with the Great Fett today. He almost looked like a statue of a Mandolorian rather than a real, living being.

Finally there was a break in audiences. Fett leaned back, relaxing his posture slightly. Fennec turned away from the throne, and noticing you, walked over to speak with you.

“Well?”

You presented the backpack, unbuckling the straps as you did. Fennec lifted the flap. It was the target’s head.

“Interesting way to show proof of death.”

You simply shrug.

“I’m not touching that. Come with me.” You follow Fennec without really thinking about it, assuming you are going back into one of the private rooms to speak. Instead, she steps in front of the throne, directly in front of the step up. You stop next to her, nearly bumping into her. You grip the backpack, already feeling Fett’s heavy gaze on you.

“Hasrgrid is taken care of. We have proof of death. She pulled back the flap to reveal the top of his head.


“Show me,” he commanded.

Fennec looked at you expectantly. You realize why and grab the head by the hair, dropping the pack. The head hangs from your left hand. You raise it up and dare to look up at Fett’s visor. He very clearly looks from the head to you. He pauses for a moment. You realize he’s leaned forward again. Finally he says, “Good.” He waves a dismissive hand. Fennec ushers you from his presence.

“Get rid of the head now, babe,” she says, smacking one of your ass cheeks.

You put the head back in your back pack, nodding. You wait for further instruction. She tilts her head towards the stairs up out of the throne room, “Head out and relax for now.” You nod again and turn wordlessly.

****

The third floor dance club was still active. Fett kept it open for his ‘esteemed guests.’ While there were no longer slaves, there were hired entertainers, who danced on raised diases scattered throughout the club area. You were allowed up there as one of Fennec’s go-to mercs. You nursed a spotchka and watched your friend dance. She winked at you and you gave a half smile. You were bored, waiting for a job.

Suddenly Ayy jumped down off her dias. Your eyes snapped up out of your daydream. She cowered on the floor, crying and shaking. You got on her level immediately. “Ayy, what’s wrong?” You reach out a hand to comfort her.

“That’s the one,” she breathed shakily. You whipped around, eyes full of hate. You saw a group of Twi’lek males who were just entering.

“He’s the one,” she whispered.

“Which one?”

“The one in blue,” she shivered.

You unsheathed your vibroblade and stood up, walking deliberately. You would keep your promise. You walked up to him, a confused expression on his face as he saw you approaching.

”And what do you wa-“

You slashed down at one of his lekku. It plopped to the ground. Someone screamed. In a fury you slashed up, connecting with his throat, slitting it. He went down gurgling. Blood flowed to your feet; you stood while it crept past you. His companions had long fled. You stood over him, still filled with anger. A fine mist of blood covered your face, twisted in rage. Ayy came up behind you.

“Thank you,” she said through hiccuping tears. “Now what will happen?”

You turned to her, fire still in your eyes, “I don’t know, but just go back to dancing.”

She nodded and returned to her dias, still shaking.

***


Fennec had been furious. The Twi’lek was part of an alliance that Fett had some kind of doings with. You had apologized, but you weren’t really sorry and it probably showed. Finally she dropped the bomb.

“You are in trouble. I can’t shield you from this. Fett wants to see you.”

You stared at her in surprise. You swallowed down your fear. “When?”

She crossed her arms, “Now.”

Your body started to buzz. Kriff.

You followed her through a short corridor, a secret short cut to the throne room. It was empty save for Fett, who sat impassive on his throne. Fennec came to stand before him.

“Here’s the merc,” she said simply.

He nearly imperceptibly tilted his head to observe you.

“The one with the head,” he said.

“Yes,” Fennec said, amusement clear in her voice despite the situation.

He leaned back a bit, “Tell me, little one, why you killed my guest.”

You stared at his helmet for a second before a response formed. Anger shone in your eyes as you spoke. “He kept my friend as a sex slave for years. He separated her from her sister. He made her do terrible things.”

Fennec turned her head slightly, a look of understanding crossing her face. Fett stayed still for a moment. You figured he was deciding how to kill you. Finally he said, “Understandable. Do not make a habit of killing my guests. Leave.” He waved you away.

“Stay,” he said to Fennec. You retreated hastily.

***

You were drunk for once. Ayy and some of the other dancers had made it their goal to get you sauced for your birthday. You had regretted mentioning it. They brought you shots and drinks all day long, singing to you and dancing for you. You admired their graceful movements and their soulful voices.

By the end of the evening, you were hanging off a pole, dancing with Ayy. You had watched the dancers enough to be able to pretty successfully emulate them, if not quite as smoothly. They hooted and encouraged you.

You smiled, letting loose a bit for once. You noticed a group come in, but ignored it. You were having a good time. Overheated, you shed your jacket. You jumped back onto the pole with Ayy, and you both spun around, laughing and smiling.

Finally you took notice of the group, only because you saw Fennec. It was rare to see her on this floor. It must be someone important. Curious, you peered at the other faces. You stopped spinning on the pole, stunned. Fett himself was over there, sitting with a group of what appeared to be other Mandolorians. Your mouth was slightly ajar. Suddenly you saw Fett turn his head slightly. It looked like he was staring directly at you. You shuddered and got off the pole. Chastened, you took your seat. Ayy looked down, “What’s wrong bae?”

“Fett’s over there!” You exclaimed.

She nodded, “So? It is his palace.”

You gesture vaugely, “But I’ve made a fool of myself!”

She gave you a withering look, “As if he kriffing noticed.”

You considered. Of course he wasn’t looking at you. You relaxed a bit. She tsked at you and returned to dancing.

#boba fett smut #boba x reader #boba fett x reader #boba fett x y/n #star wars smut #the mandalorian #fennec & reader #boba fett fanfiction #boba fett x female reader #boba fett x you

[capri-ramblings]

Hiii~ I love your writing and simply adore the way you write Vil! I wanted to request scenarios of Yandere! Jade, Vil, Azul and Cater having their darling 'willingly' return to their side after being given an opportunity to depart (i.e. an open door, or someone coming to get them) or just going to their side if you've done the escape thing before. I apologize if that's vauge or has been done before. You're wonderful~

Firstly,I'm sorry this took very long despite it being one of my earliest asks, and secondly,since I've written a couple of Azul works, I hope you don't mind me omitting him from this one, it's just that with Jade's plot I felt like I would've written it a bit too similar if I included Azul. And thirdly, This is my first request with a Cater feature in it uwu ♥️ give him some love ya'll our magicam senpai. Hope you like it, Twisty! (*´ω｀*) Vil is a Character I find kinda hard to write for but I'm happy you find him satisfying 🤧

Requests under works. Please refer to Pinned post before sending one in.

[ W e l c o m e H o m e ]

Vil Schoenheit

When you slammed the giant mahogany doors behind you, breathing ragged and worn, the sound of familiar footsteps descending the stairs made you lean your head against the door before turning around to see Vil.

His perfectly lined brows were arched, haughtily if not unbearably unimpressed. He was wearing his nightwear, the gentle colour of the satin material made him seemed as if he was glowing underneath the beam of the crystal chandeliers.

"Did you like the fresh air?" He asked, hands gracefully trailing over the marble railings of the stairs.

"Rook mentioned a crescent moon appearing tonight."

You let out a sigh, defeated and dry.

"If there was,I must've missed it. You know me,Vil. Always in a rush."

He didn't let it pass his lips but you knew he wanted to scoff, to mock your response and degrade you as he often did.

"I take it the open space wasn't to your liking?"

Vil stopped at the foot of the stairs and he had this knowing look in his eyes. It almost seemed smug.

"No,I mean—" Your voice trailed off,gaze lowering as you replayed the scene in your head.

You had found a chance to escape,to run from everything Vil had imprisoned you in, and for half a moment, you were free. Your legs carrying you through the open air as your feet finally came in contact with soil after so long of staying indoors. You caught the whiff of the rose garden behind the Manor and the gates of your nightmares were right in front of you.

All you had to do was push pass it, and freedom was yours.

But then you stopped. Your feet halted and the sudden silence overwhelming you at that moment brought a sense of dread to your system. How long has it been since you've last seen the world? It shouldn't sound so... soundless,right?

"Past the gates and you're free."

That's what you told yourself. What you attempted to tell yourself. But the crushing weight of returning to a society that didn't seem to even recognize your absence made your want to hurl yourself away from it all. At least Vil kept his eyes on you, and maybe a life where you were doted on was far better than a life where people simply forgot about you.

"Use your words, Daffodil." You looked up and Vil was already looming over you, his hand propping your chin up as his thumb trailed over your lips.

"Didn't I teach you how to talk?" He was cooing,coaxing you to place yourself in his arms, and it worked. You leaned into him willingly and gently began closing your lips over his thumb.

"I made a mistake. I want to come home,Vil." You sounded so genuine, so soft. It made him wanted to place you on his lap and have you ride the erection building up underneath his clothes until you couldn't form proper words anymore.

But he held himself back. Tonight was not the time. There would be other times for him to spill his seed inside of you, for now, he should indulge in your submissive acceptance.

"I'm always here for you, Daffodil."

Jade Leech

Jade had kept you in his home under in Coral Sea for so long that when you finally pushed pass the ocean's surface, the thick air of the land almost choked you.

The fins on either side of your neck hissed at the contact and your eyes squinted from the intrusion of the the sunlight. You actually had to bring one webbed hand to shield yourself from it.

Everything felt so different. So foreign. Your scales bristled in annoyance. Was this the world you so craved before? The world you actually lived in before Jade turned you into his own kind?

Maybe you felt differently about it then, but now, all you wanted to do was dive back into the comfort of the sea. Where you truly belonged.

And back down you did go, and immediately after submerging into the water, your scales glistened and your fins flapped happily against your skin. The coolness of it all washing over you pleasantly.

When you reached the entrance of Coral Sea, Jade was there, dutifully waiting for your return. You wanted to rush over to him, aching for the familiar contact of another mer against yours,the human air felt so pungent after all. It really did feel like you were a fish out of water.

Ah,but the whole reason you went up to see was because you had an argument with the mer-male. Swimming over to him so eagerly would just be telling him that he was the sound one in it.

So,you kept your pace slow and deliberate, until Jade extended his hand and you took it in yours.

"Was the world big enough for you up there?" He asked, the slight hint of laughter lacing his words as his gaze fixated on you.

You pursed your lips and sighed, expression grim.

"Maybe a bit too big. There weren't any humans of any of their ships, but it smelled like there was just a crowd of them earlier..."

"Oh? But don't any of it feel familiar to you? You used to live up there too once, that's what you said, right?"

You knew he was going to bring up the argument sooner or later, but for Jade to bring up a subject this quick meant he really was annoyed by your outburst earlier. But could he blame you? He had a tendency to hover over you like a mother octopus with its brood and though he has given you many freedoms ever since he was convinced you weren't going to run away again, it still felt a little suffocating.

"I wouldn't have said it if you just let me be for once." You snapped, brows furrowing as your arms crossed over your chest. You swam further ahead of him too then turned back to face him. A small act of stubbornness.

"This is all I want" You pointed to the slight distance between you and him. "I'm not going run away again or throw corals at you. I just want to have my own space. Don't you trust me?"

Jade did. He did trust you now because you've finally shown him that your life above the sea was a mere past you couldn't even properly project into your own memory. He's waited so long for this too and when you were throwing your words at him earlier, he thought he'd have to keep you on a leash again, the notion of letting you swim above was hard for him to digest because if you hadn't fully converted into the form he's given you then Jade had made a mistake and he would've risked losing you.

But he didn't lose you. You came back to him. You asked him to trust you.

The smile curling on his lips then was one of deep endearment for you and when he swam to your side, you swore you could feel him glow.

"Of course,I trust you,my angel reef."

Cater Diamond

He was soundly asleep, curled in his thick blanket when he felt his bed got weighed down as someone slipped in-between the blanket and him.

Cater half yawned, half uttered an incoherent "What?" before he recognized the oh so familiar curves of your body pressing against him and the scent of the new shampoo he'd just bought for you lingering in your hair.

You were clinging to him, head nuzzling into his chest and hands gripping the side of his arms as if your whole life depended on you.

He smiled in the dark then. He had left his front door unlocked purposely after all. Call it a trust fall test.

"Hey,this is my bed, y'know" He murmured, lightly inching away from your touch as he rubbed his eyes. You simply pulled him back towards you, your form curling into a slight ball as your legs came in-between his. It was such an intimate response. Did you know what you were doing?

"Hm, it's gonna cost ya a lot more rent sleeping here with me, y'know? Are you okay with me charging more?" He was leaning into you now,his warmth making your squirm underneath him. You understood what Cater meant when he used the word 'rent', but you didn't move away or started crying like you used to do before. No, you felt more accepting now, Cater could feel it in the way your body seemed to yearn for his.

He couldn't help himself from chuckling though. The sight of you all needy for him was immensely adorable, he was half tempted to snap a picture, but then it would've ruined the mood wouldn't it? It's fine, he could settle with imprinting this memory in his mind. This moment of victory of his.

"Suit yourself then. But I gotta ask why are you so cold, cupcake? Did you take a long walk outside by yourself without your coat again? It's near winter, y'know. You could've gotten sick."

Not as sick as he was but that wasn't the point. The point was that you did decided to take advantage of the front door being left unlocked, and you did try to run away, but only to realize how dark and eery the neighborhood seemed for someone who wasn't all that accustomed to it. How each passing sound lurking in the shadows of the alley made your skin crawl and your throat dry.

It was terrifying, you realized then standing in the darkened empty street. And when you heard the wind breeze through the chilled air, you subconsciously held out a hand, searching for the familiar grip of Cater.

It was weird. An unsettling feeling you were aware you shouldn't oblige to, and yet, you had never felt so happy to have been inside Cater's house. To be held by him. To hear his voice. It was like you were falling into a trance of madness.

Oh,but isn't that just love in its purest form?

"Hold me,Cater" You whined, burying your face into his chest, earning a small laugh from the male who wrapped his arms around you and placed a chaste kiss on your forehead.

"Sure thing, cupcake."

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[emperor-palpaminty]

Rules and Regulations babey

Hello friends! I just thought it was high time that I made some request rules!

Don't be shy! Send in your requests!

I do have the right to reject requests, but this typically doesn't happen.

Please send in the pronouns you would like! Typically I'll check your blog to see what pronouns you use and put those in the fic, but if you're anon or don't have pronouns listed feel free to include them!

Don't give me reader specifics! I can do vauge ones (short/tall, curvy/thin, etc). I do this so anyone can insert themselves in the reader position!

I prefer writing character reader, but I will write for canon/fanon ships. However I will not write smut for underage characters (I love childhood sweethearts tho!) and I will not write clonecest (incest is very triggering for me), and I can reject ships I see as problematic, sorry

If you would like me to write for an OC, please have that on standby! My next set of requests will have some open slots (there will be a limited number!) for OCs and I am quite excited to write for them ;)

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- minty

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[j-reau]

There’s something I want to talk about that’s been sitting in my head for a few days now. I kept telling myself not to talk about because tumblr struggles with the line between feelings and drama, between change or growth and confrontation and vauging.

That’s not what this post is for me. It’s not drama or a vague post. It’s trying to work through how I feel, trying to talk to the community at large about stuff I think we can do better, or at least stuff I want for me and for my friends and writing partners. 

I think somewhere along the way, in its inability to wrestle with grey areas, tumblr as a whole lost the middle ground between self care and hurting others, and in doing so turned communication into confrontation. I’ll be clear about something to start this off; you don’t owe strangers on the internet anything. You don’t owe someone an explanation as to why you don’t follow them. You don’t owe a mutual an explanation as to why you write with someone else more or where your muse goes that day. You don’t owe anyone your time. You don’t owe anyone your mental health. Curating a safe space is important. Creating boundaries is healthy whether they’re for you or for someone else. I believe all of that to be true and I think that it’s important that on tumblr we absolve some people of the pressure put on them by themselves. I was once stalked by someone who I had never once talked to on this website who demanded to know why I wouldn’t write with them. I did not owe them explanation. Not for why I didn’t follow them and certainly not for why I eventually blocked them. And once they messaged me over and over from different accounts, my boundaries had been crossed and I felt very uncomfortable. So I understand the importance of making sure people know that that kind of pressure is fucked up. Because of my decision not to follow them, that person posted at length about how I was an elitist, unfriendly, etc. They even threatened self harm and guilt baited. And it is instances like that where I think it’s important that we make clear over and over and over that you don’t owe people an explanation. 

With all of that said, I think somewhere along the way we started applying all of those posts about how to deal with toxic people and strangers and started applying them to our friends. And that’s where things get uncomfortable for me and worth talking about for me. So I guess that’s what I want to do. Because to me, you absolutely owe your friends some communication. You owe your friends a reason. Even if it’s as simple as “hey I think I need some space, please don’t contact me for a while.” Relationships come and go and on a website like tumblr we get very close to some people fast, or we talk a lot and share a lot, not everyone is going to click. Not everyone is going to jive and that’s okay. There’s nothing wrong with that. But in relationships, communication is a crucial and important part of adult hood. Ignoring problems isn’t adult. Failing to communicate isn’t mature or conflict free. My best and closest friends are the people with which I can communicate. And in some relationships you’ll learn that your communication styles don’t match. And that’s okay too. But communication is important to any friendship, partnership, etc. Something as simple as “hey can we not talk about that? It makes me uncomfortable.” Something as simple as “will you do me a favor and blacklist your posts about _____ because seeing them makes me anxious.” Or even communicating needs for validation like “I’m feeling really sad and anxious today. It’s nothing you’re doing but could you give me a little reassurance?” Or “hey I’ve been busy this week. It’s not you but I need some space away from discord.” Communications don’t have to be arguments. They don’t have to be confrontations. They’re just expressing a feeling and allowing someone else to then accept the boundary or need you express and meet it, ask questions if they need to or whatever it may be. Like for example, “sure I can give you space. Do you want to just hit me up when you feel better or should I reach out in a few days?” 

I think maybe part of it is about how we place value on “friendships” and on partnerships writing on tumblr. And maybe that’s where some of us differ and I also think is an important thing that should be communicated. For me, I write with hundreds of people. I love writing with people. I love having tons of partners and writing with any of my mutuals who want to. When it comes to writing and people who I have writing partnerships with, my communication style is pretty straight forward. And it starts from jump, communicating if we want to ship or not, communicating what kinds of plots we like. And then later when someone has to say “hey can we drop this thread and start a new one?” Or “Sorry I vanished for a month do you still want to write this?” All of those things are communications and to me, come with trust that you will be honest and receive the other person in good faith. of course, in hundreds of people that doesn’t always happen. Sometimes it doesn’t go well, and that’s fine. These are writing partners and while my communication style will always be the same and be as honest and straightforward as I can give it, it may not mesh with someone else’s. But then there are friends -- good friends. And by good friends I mean the people you talk to frequently. The people you talk to about how you feel, about what’s going on in your life, about your insecurities or whatever it may be. The people you write with frequently or have built a relationship with, the people you tell with your words that you love or that mean a lot to you. Maybe some people on tumblr use words like that lightly. I don’t know. But for me those are meaningful things and the people I consider good friends are not the same as strangers and are not the same as casual writing partners. 

Something is exchanged when we RP. I talked about this in my last post. I talked about how it’s not “just tumblr RP” how there are feelings and intimacy that is personal and terrifying in writing with people and sharing your creative work with them and opening yourself up to rejection and insecurity. When you RP, when you talk a lot, when you become friends with someone even if it’s on the internet, just as in real life, you’re exchanging trust. You are opening yourself up to vulnerability in expressing your feelings, in sharing your world with someone and they are doing the same by accepting that, caring for that, sharing their own, etc. To me, once you hit the point of having exchanged trust with someone, that’s when you owe communication of some kind. It can be as small as “hey I can’t talk today” and as big as “this thing you did yesterday hurt my feelings.” But it’s so important to do it. That’s important for a number of reasons. It’s important because maybe there is a misunderstanding that can be cleared up. It’s important because maybe that other person may not even know they hurt you and could apologize. It’s important because vocalizing your own feelings is an adult point of growth for you. And a number of other things. 

And I GET IT. Trust me, I do. Communicating is uncomfortable. What about how anxious it makes you? What about how you feel panicked and sweaty and your heart races and you worry that it won’t be well received. Trust me, we all have been there. It happens to everyone and it fucking sucks. But the only way that gets better is with practice. I can already hear the tumblr mentality that says “you shouldn’t have to feel that way if you don’t want to,” and there’s some truth to that. But any therapist will tell you that communication is the key to coming to the other side of that and that the more you do it, the better it’ll be, the easier it’ll feel. Having been in several relationships with people that projected their feelings onto me or held me accountable for their happiness, learning to communicate boundaries, learning to communicate feelings versus intention and all of that were huge for me. This isn’t something I popped out of the womb understanding. It’s something I’ll surely fail at a thousand times. But it’s definitely something important to me to learn. And I think it’s something tumblr can benefit from. Because while “let people block you” is an important mentality for strangers, for abusers, for toxicity, etc it’s not a good mentality for friendships and relationships. Ghosting your friends is really hurtful. Cutting people who mean something to you out with no communication or explanation causes a snowball of bad feeling and anxiety in allowing you to have closure on your terms and the other party to have none. Expecting people to handle hurt and confusion and sadness in private without ever talking about it to anyone is really fucking isolating. Tumblr mentality likes to push that we should be able to axe people without consequence, that they should not ever wonder why, that they can not talk about it to anyone else, or express their sadness. But isolating people in their feelings isn’t healthy and it isn’t adult. There’s a lot of hurt that could be avoided on this website by people learning to communicate and by accepting that sometimes conversations have to be had, even if we don’t like it. Or at the very least, taking ownership for the fact that if we don’t want to have a conversation, that that is on us and not on the other person for feeling confused and not knowing what happened.

So I guess where I’m at here is that I just wanted to talk about that area, and open the floor a little to remind people about communicating. And what I mean when I say friends vs. strangers vs. partners is that I think we also need to be honest with each other and ourselves about who our friends are. Because once you open that trust with someone, there’s responsibility there with what you do with that trust. So be aware of where you open that trust. Be aware of what you say and how you treat people. You don’t have to be best friends with everyone you run across on the internet. I certainly am not. Even people I love writing with may not be my close friends, but I make sure that those are people that I’m not being vulnerable with and sharing feelings about things with and expressing how important they are to me. They are of course still important, but it’s different. Don’t fake friendship with people. Don’t love people into the safety and security of trust and communication that you’re not willing to have. It’s okay if communication isn’t your thing, but understanding that and understanding how you treat people because of it is important. Because communication is important. To friendship, to partnerships, hell even to relationships with coworkers and family members. As a community, I think it’s really important that we encourage being more communicative, and that communication isn’t conflict, and that sometimes having a quick conversation about something where both parties get closure or can say their piece or clear things up is the absolute best way to handle things. 

#me still posting diary entiries on tumblr because idk what to do with my feelings #you betcha #but i really don't know what to do with my feelings lately and i keep getting off the dash but then i feel sad and i miss it #and idk i feel like there are so many more solutions here than we're willing to have #i'll come back eventually but when i do i think this kind of conversation is what i'm really going to implement on my blog #if that makes sense #idk i would love to talk to more people about this or just hear how you feel #even if it's the opposite

[honeystwiggypeach]

This is a SFW blog(aside from the very baby amount of angst which should be tagged appropriately!!)

Anywho! Light tw for talk about disorders in general!!

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[lyranova]

A Fractured Diamond:

Episode 9: Neva vs Llyr

Hi guys! I’m so sorry its been so long since I’ve posted a chapter of this, I’ve been busy with other fics and series and haven’t really felt inspired for this lately. But I got hit with the inspiration recently and finally finished it 😁! This is the last part to this ‘arc’ so I hope you all enjoy~!

Taglist: @thoughtfullyrainynightmare @succulentsunrise @jovialnoise

Word Count: 4,528

Warnings: Violence

Neva rolled her shoulders back as she heard the announcer shout. This was it, she felt her nervousness from a moment ago slowly fall away. She needed to put Llyr and Langris out of her mind for now, she had to focus on the task at hand. She turned to look at Sonas and Lavis, they were just standing there, apparently they didn’t have any idea what they were supposed to be doing. She sighed and shook her head, they were useless.

“ Ok, since neither of you have mapping spells can you at least sense mana decently?” She asked as she crossed her arms, they would need to move soon before the other team discovered their location.

“ U-Um…not really.” Sonas muttered softly, Lavis shrugged his shoulder.

“ I’m decent, but not as good as most.” Neva growled in irritation.

“ Well what are you two good at?!” She snarled, she needed to do well, she wanted to be a part of the Royal Knights and she would be damned if she didn’t make it because of these two! “ Whatever. Just stay here and guard the crystal. I’ll take care of the other team.” She quickly equipped her Effervescent Armor and took off before either of her teammates could say a word.

“ Well she’s in a mood.”

——-

Yuno watched as Neva seemed to almost glide across the battlefield, she seemed to know exactly where the other team and their crystal was. Her mana sensing was quite impressive, but it didn’t help that the other team was already on their way to where Neva’s team was situated so she was at least a level 4. He watched as she summoned a crystal pillar to pierce through the other team's mode of transportation. Her armor disappeared and she began to use Diamond Shower to attack from long range and Diamond Palisade to block the team's attacks.

‘She has gotten much stronger.’ Yuno thought somewhat proud, the thing was; Neva didn’t realize how much stronger she had gotten in the past few weeks, anytime they trained she would always mutter how she needed to get stronger, how she was still too weak, how she couldn’t call herself a member of the Golden Dawn until she was able to beat someone with the same magic type as her. He shook his head slightly, she was putting too much pressure on herself. But the more he watched the more his suspicions were confirmed. These three mages she was fighting against, they were all decently strong and she was handling them with ease. Not a single spell was able to hit her. Suddenly, he watched as a single Diamond Arrow shot out of her hand went straight through the other team's crystal; they had left themselves wide open to an attack.

“ Crystal Destroyed!” Rang out through the battlefield, Yuno watched as the teams walked away from each other and climbed onto the small disks that would float them back up to where the other knights stood.

“ I told you; she doesn’t work well in teams.” Klaus muttered as he pushed his glasses up, Yuno turned to look at him.

“ But, she works well with us!” Mimosa argued, but everyone had seen it. She went rogue.

“ Yes. But the key word there is us, she knows us and has learned how to work with and around our affinities.” Klaus argued before they heard heels click against the stone ground, Yuno turned and saw the fair haired girl in question walking towards them.

Neva was breathing heavier than she would have liked, the battle really wore her out, it also used a lot more mana than she wanted. She shouldn’t have used her armor, but she wanted to get the battle done and over with as quickly as possible. She wiped the small beads of sweat off her brow with the back of her hand as she walked over to the others. Yuno’s eyes were narrowed slightly.

“ What’s wrong?” Neva asked as she stood in front of him.

“ Nothing. You did very well out there.” He answered simply, Neva quirked her eyebrow. She was sensing a ‘but’ in that statement.

“ But?” She pushed slightly, Yuno was a terrible liar or at least when it came to little white lies anyway.

“ But you need to remember this is a team test. You can’t just abandon them like that and go off on your own, that’ll most likely disqualify you if you do it again.” Yuno explained, his usual monotone voice held a certain sternness to it. Neva gritted her teeth, she knew he was right, but that didn’t mean she liked it.

“ Says the guy who told me to use them as decoys.” She threw back, Yuno blinked in surprise for a moment before he looked away in shame, he did tell her to do that didn’t he?

“ I shouldn’t have said that.” he admitted softly, causing her to sigh as well. Everyone in this test had been dealt a bad hand. Some worse than others.

“ What do you suggest I do then? Since I can’t go off on my own?” She asked him before crossing her arms, she watched Yuno think for a moment before he did a small half shrug.

“ Adapt.” He told her simply. Neva blinked, that was it? To adapt?! That was all the advice he could give her?! She shook her head before walking past him for a moment and coming to stand next to him, she watched as a small team cleaned the field for the next team.

“ Easy for you to say, you can adapt easily. I...I’m not so lucky.” She muttered under her breath, Yuno frowned, she was decent at adapting in his eyes. Sure she wasn’t as good as others, but she was still decent. Before he could open his mouth to argue his team had been called.

“ Looks like it's your turn.” Neva said as she turned to look at him, a small smirk on her face. Yuno nodded before walking towards his team.

“ Hey Yuno,” he turned as he suddenly heard Neva call him, his breath hitched in his throat slightly. She was smiling softly, like at the Star Festival. “ Good Luck.” All Yuno could do was nod in response before he turned and stood on the small platform that would take him and his team down to the small battlefield. He had seen that smile two times before, so why did it still make him feel...weird? Like he couldn’t breathe. He quickly shook his head, there wasn’t time for any of that, he needed to focus on the task at hand.

———

Neva watched silently as Yuno and his team entered the battlefield, she was nervous, even though she knew he would be alright. She didn’t really know why she was nervous for him though.

‘Maybe because you don’t want him to get hurt, hm?’ That little voice in her head teased. She quickly shook her head, no, that wasn’t it! That couldn’t be it! But a small part of her did wonder if that little voice could be correct, when Neva thought about it she was nervous when Mimosa and Klaus were fighting as well. She paled instantly, no, that was the complete opposite of what she wanted! She had to keep her distance, the walls needed to stay up, for everyone's sake. She heard the announcer begin the match and watched as Yuno and his team split up. He took charge almost as soon as they had landed on the field, he knew what he was going to do, and he expected them to follow.

Neva watched him in awe, the way he moved on the field...it was amazing! The way he used his affinity to carry himself, the way he was able to use both offensive and defensive spells at the same time without using very much mana. It was one thing when she fought alongside him, and another when she was watching him. She never noticed the way he flicked his wrist when he went to use one of his many offensive spells, or the way he clenched his jaw when his opponent made a counter move, or the way he seemed more comfortable in the air than on the ground. He carried himself differently on the battlefield than he did when he wasn’t, he was more confident, more comfortable here. This was his space. Neva hadn’t realized her mouth was slightly open in awe at him until she was snapped out of her thoughts by the one person she never wanted to see again.

“The Honest; always gives, but never takes.

A protagonist; never makes mistakes.

The honorable; always provides solace.

A leader; one that truly intimidates.

The true hero; the honest.

An honest man; is he.”

Llyr closed his poetry book with a soft ‘snap’. He came to stand beside Neva and watched as Yuno continued to dodge the lesser mage’s spells.

“ Are you trying to tell me something Llyr?” Neva asked in irritation, she hated his stupid vauge poems, ever since he was a kid he was always partial to that art form. He chuckled softly.

“ Maybe I am. But sadly, the message probably goes over your poor little head.” He sighed in disappointment. She glared at him.

“ Well I’m assuming the ‘honest man’ you’re referring to is Yuno, yes?” She asked with a smirk, she saw the genuine surprise on his face before he quickly covered it.

“ My, you have changed Neva. What a smart little girl you’ve become.” Neva growled, the way he was speaking to her, like she was a naive child, was really starting to piss her off.

“ You’ve got to the count of three to go away before I kick you across the field.” She warned, Llyr held his hands up in mock surrender before he laughed.

“ Aw don’t be that way Neva, I was only teasing. But you are correct, I was talking about Yuno.” He confirmed with a nod. “ May I ask you something?”

“ You’re going to ask anyway so I don’t see the point in you asking for permission.” She snapped, Llyr always did and said what he wanted, so why should he start asking for permission now?

“ How can you two be so close, and so similar, but yet be so different at the same time?” He asked, Neva turned to look at him in confusion.

“ What are you talking about? Yuno and I aren't very close.” She stated she didn’t think they were very close, or at least not closer than how squadmates usually were, he shrugged simply.

“ You sure? Because, it doesn’t look that way to me.” Llyr smirked slightly, causing Neva to roll her eyes at him. “ Y’know what I noticed? You didn’t deny that you were different, yet similar.”

Neva hmphed a bit, she had noticed their similarities a bit. Both were quiet, focused, and didn’t really want to make friends and yet they were different in the sense Yuno told everyone what he was thinking and didn’t have a problem telling them about his family, about the people back at his home in Hage village, while she, well, she didn’t talk about anything.

“ Crystal Destroyed!” Suddenly rang out, pulling Neva out of her thoughts, Yuno’s team had won and she missed it, because of Llyr!

“ Great thanks a lot.” Neva snapped, she had wanted to see all her squadmates' victories. The red haired man smirked and ‘tsked’.

“ What a shame you missed your boyfriend's overwhelming victory.” He tutted, Neva growled and she glared at him.

“ He is not my boyfriend!”

“ Whatever you say blondie, whatever you say.” He teased before walking away, she glared at the red heads retreating form. He was probably the most infuriating person on the planet, a small piece of her wondered how his fellow squadmates hadn’t killed him yet. She looked over when she saw Yuno and his team come over, Noelle walked past her to go speak with Asta and the other Black Bulls that had come to cheer her on while the man from the Green Mantis went over to be by himself, or that’s what Neva assumed anyway.

“ You did great out there.” Neva said with a smirk, she hadn’t gotten to see the entire match, but from what she had seen, and what she knew about him, it was probably an easy victory.

“ Thanks I guess. It wasn’t that difficult.” Yuno said quietly as the two watched a small crew begin to clean up again.

“ I didn’t figure it was.” She said with a small laugh, she figured most of these matches would be pretty easy for him, unless he went up against the Captain of the Aqua Deer or one of the Vice Captains. That would probably be the only time he would struggle.

The raven haired man and platinum haired woman stood in silence as the next team entered the field, neither really felt the need to constantly fill the silence with small talk like a lot of people felt they needed too, Neva had to admit it was nice not having to think of something to say. She glanced at him out of the corner of her eye and saw he appeared to be lost in thought, most likely about his next match. She sighed softly, she had been trying to think of a strategy herself, but considering her two teammates might as well be useful as a chocolate teapot in the middle of summer.

Neva blinked as suddenly the next team was already leaving the battlefield, what? When did she miss that? Yuno frowned as he looked over at her.

“ You alright?” He asked, he watched the blonde girl shake her head. The last time he looked at her she looked to be completely lost in thought, he shook his head, she was stressing herself out.

“ I’m fine, just...got lost in thought.” She laughed humorlessly, she frowned when Yuno made a disbelieving noise, but neither commented on it. She wondered why he had made that noise. Suddenly she watched his eyes widen and his mouth open slightly in shock. “ What’s wrong?” She asked before she followed his gaze up to the board. She gasped softly as her own eyes widened at the names.

The next two teams that would be going against each other were hers and Llyrs!

“Seriously?!” She said softly, why did the world have it out for her?! It wasn’t that he was stronger than her, it was that she had to deal with his personality on the battlefield. He was already annoying enough just speaking to him, she could only imagine how he was when you fought against him!

“ Well well well, if this isn’t a pleasant surprise.” Llyr laughed as he came up to stand beside Neva and Yuno, she gritted her teeth and glared at the red head who only smirked. “ I was hoping I’d get to test out your fighting skills today. Hopefully I won’t be disappointed.” He chuckled before walking towards his teammates.

Neva shook her head before she walked over to the small platform that would carry them down to the arena.

“ You’ll be ok Neva. You’ve got this.” She froze as she heard those words leave Yuno’s lips, she turned around to face him and he had his usual look on his face that she couldn’t read, but the look in his eyes showed he believed those words without a doubt. She smirked and nodded.

“ Thanks, Yuno.” She said as she stepped onto the platform with her teammates and floated down to the arena, she couldn’t help but sigh slightly in relief. She felt better knowing someone else believed in her.

———

Neva looked around, they had been dropped in a different location than before, they were in a small slightly worn down building that was surrounded by trees and foliage. She had to admit it was a good spot to hide in, well hidden, secluded. But it was also the perfect spot to be ambushed, so she made sure to keep her guard up. She looked over at Sonas and Lavis who just stood there looking around, she sighed in exasperation; these two were completely hopeless.

“ What’s the plan boss?” Lavis asked as he crossed his arms, Neva rolled her eyes; why did it always fall to her to come up with a plan? Did neither of them have a brain of their own?

“ I don’t know.” She confessed with a shrug, Sonas blinked and looked down at the ground.

“ L-Llyr is a really strong mage and his two teammates are as well, h-how are we going to beat them without a proper plan?” He asked nervously, Neva placed a hand under her chin thoughtfully.

Llyr was not dumb by any means, sure he liked to pretend he was dumb and aloof, but he was probably one of the most intelligent people she knew. She began to pace around the room as Lavis and Sonas watched her. Llyr’s main weakness was his pride, anger, and his ego. He believed he was more powerful than he actually was, now that wasn’t to say he wasn’t powerful, but she had gone against a lot more powerful people than him before. She smirked a bit as she was hit by a sudden idea, a memory from a previous conversation had popped into her head and she knew exactly how to beat Llyr!

“ I have an idea, but I’ll need you both to listen to me very carefully and follow my instructions exactly as I tell you. Do you understand?” Neva asked them, they both frowned but nodded.

Llyr sighed as he used his water magic to carry him, his teammates, and their crystal towards Neva and her team. He lucked out in getting a mage who had a mapping spell, so they were able to locate them pretty easily.

“ Huh.” The Blue Rose knight who was using the mapping spell suddenly muttered, causing Llyr to glance over at her.

“ What’s wrong? We’re almost there.” Llyr asked in mild annoyance, the girl frowned and looked up at him.

“ The group; they’re splitting up and going in completely different directions!” She exclaimed in surprise, Llyr smirked which only surprised the team more.

“ Ah, she’s taking a huge risk doing this. But is the gain really worth it?” He muttered to himself as he suddenly dropped the water transportation spell, he landed on his feet while the others landed flat on their faces.

“ She thinks she can weaken our team by separating us, making us all go in seperate directions.” He suddenly began to chuckle. “ But she forgets; it weakens her team as well. Where is the strongest mana coming from?” He asked the Blue Rose Knight, she looked at her mapping spell before answering.

“ Straight ahead. It’s a large concentration of mana but-.” She didn’t get to finish her sentence before he took off in the direction she pointed. “ H-Hey wait!” Llyr didn’t listen, he knew where there was a large amount of mana meant that Neva was there and, knowing her, she would be guarding the crystal herself!

Neva smirked as she stood in a small clearing, waiting for the red head to show up. She glanced at the crystal behind her, she hoped her plan would work, no, she knew her plan would work. She quickly faced forward before suddenly feeling mana approach her and saw Llyr flying towards her and her smirk widened; he brought his crystal with him.

What an idiot.

Llyr suddenly let out a yell as a wave of water came towards her, Neva quickly used ‘Diamond Palisade’ and a wall of diamond quickly appeared in front of her and blocked the water mages spell. Droplets of water splashed around her, some even landed on her cheeks, but she remained calm. There was no way he would be able to cut through her diamond.

“ Nice reflexes blondie.” Llyr smirked before he sent more and more waves of water towards her.

Neva either dodged or blocked them with her Diamond Wall, she would use her Diamond shower on occasion, but he was pretty fast himself. Llyr would dodge or capture it in a bubble of water before letting it drop to the ground. The more the two fought the more destruction they caused. Tree’s were being cut down, the ground was being destroyed. But worse of all; Neva was getting tired.

‘I...I used a lot more mana than I thought.’ Neva thought somewhat bitterly, she hadn’t meant to use so much earlier but she had no choice. She tried her best to defend the crystal, she couldn’t let him break it, that one thing held her chance at being a Royal Magic Knight!

“ Haha my my, the Diamond of the Golden Dawn is getting tired is she?” Llyr teased as he sent more waves of water towards her, that had been a title given to her shortly after she became a Magic Knight. She usually didn’t mind her title, even though it wasn’t used very much, but she absolutely hated the way it fell from his lips. Like he was mocking her accomplishment. She sent more Diamond shards towards him but again he dodged or captured them on bubbles. Neva began breathing heavily, she didn’t have much mana left.

“ Hah!” Llyr suddenly shouted, he sent a spear of water towards her and she made yet another wall, but as soon as the wall went down he sent a slash of water at her, but she didn’t have time to create another wall. The sharp edge of his water knife grazed her cheek before curving past her and cutting straight through the crystal. Neva heard the crystal shatter behind her and fell to her knees; this was it.

“ Hahaha! I can’t believe it, even after all this time you still can’t beat me and you’re supposed to be a part of the Golden Dawn!” Llyr laughed almost manically as he held his head high in triumph. “ At first I’ll admit, I thought you had really gotten stronger, especially since you’re in the Golden Dawn. But apparently, I was wrong. You’re still that weak little girl from many years ago who knew nothing about her magic and could only make little sculptures with it.” He stepped towards her and glowered down at her.

“ What a disappointment.”

Neva’s head shot up at that comment and Llyr’s eyes widened; she was smirking at him. Why? Why did she look like that? Like she had just won. That’s when it suddenly hit Llyr like a ton of bricks.

The announcer didn’t call out ‘Crystal Destroyed’. His blue eyes traveled towards where the crystal had sat only moments ago, he had destroyed it hadn’t he? So why wasn’t he being declared the victor? He growled as he looked at Neva’s smirking face again.

“ What did you do?!” He shouted in rage, and all Neva did was slam her hand to the ground and a diamond spear appeared behind him and pierced his team's crystal. He whipped around and stared as the shattered remains began to disappear. He gaped like a fish out of water, what the hell did she do?!

“ Crystal Destroyed!” The announcer shouted and Llyr felt his blood boil as the blonde stood up and held her head up high.

“ I listened to a friend's advice and used everyone as decoy’s.” She smirked as Yuno’s teasing words popped into her head. He had meant it jokingly, but it was actually a pretty good idea when she thought about it. She began to walk away from Llyr, he began to follow her and just glared at her back.

“ You see; I used my Diamond Magic to make 3 fake crystals that were nearly identical to the one we were given. In order to do that I had to use a lot of mana, plus I had to insert some of my, as well as my teammates, mana into them so your team wouldn’t be able to tell which ones were real and which ones were decoy’s. The real one was hidden in that old building behind me. I used your ego and against you Llyr, I knew you would come after me if the teams split up because you want to prove you're stronger than I am. Of course you failed because you let your pride get in the way of your intelligence.” Neva finished as she turned around to face him.

Llyr was pale. He had been played like a fool, and that made him angry. He began to shake violently, how dare she be so smug about this? How dare she think she’s better than him! He was able to beat her during their matches when they were kids, he was able to prove to everyone that he was better, stronger, and more capable than she was! He suddenly leapt forward to try and attack her, but Neva was quicker.

Without a second thought, the minute he got close enough Neva quickly kneed him in the groin, causing him to stop instantly and double over in pain. She shook her head and leaned forward to whisper in his ear.

“ You’ll never be better than me, not in a million lifetimes. Sure you can get strong, but I’ll get stronger. After all, I was gifted with more mana than you,” she smirked as she lowered her voice even more. “ commoner.”

The word slipped off her tongue like a slur, she watched as Llyr’s body stiffened and she could feel his rage bubbling. But he couldn’t say a single word to dispute her claim. She was born a noble, he was born a commoner. That’s why he had taken so much pride in beating her as children, because who would have ever thought a commoner would be able to beat a noble. She quickly turned around and walked away from him, sudden guilt beginning to eat away at her. She never threw her status in someone's face, it wasn’t who she was, but Llyr...he needed to learn to stop being so cocky all the time!

She glanced up at Klaus and Mimosa and saw them beaming with pride and happiness, even Yuno seemed to be slightly proud of her. But all she felt was shame. ‘Llyr deserved it, he wanted to call me weak and put me down, he deserved a taste of his own medicine!’ She tried to justify to herself, she quickly looked away from her squadmates and stood on the platform that would take her back up to the others.

Neva had thought she would be happy she had finally beat Llyr in a battle, but instead all she felt was guilt.

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Ah I apologize this wasn’t very good but I hope you all enjoyed and I’m so sorry for the wait 😅! Hopefully chapter 10 won’t be as long a wait! Anyway thanks for reading and I hope you all have a good day~!

#a fractured diamond #oc neva #black clover oc #black clover fanfic #episode 9

[the-bee-graveyard]

Ok I know this may seem like I'm contradicting myself but I have issues with people who act like having headcannons they disagree with is a mortal sin or that coming up with angsty headcannons means your a bad person like???? I have an issue with people who constantly write kitty fighting YES I think it's questionable, BUT that gives me no write to actually judge them or assume things about them. I usually just follow my standard rule of unfollow and block if I want and I think some people need to learn to do the same.

Like I'm pissed because I feel like people are vauge blogging about me and acting like I supposedly hate kitty when they're literally my favorite ship and if you look up the tag I'm literally listed as the top kitty blog or at least one of the top kitty blogs and I know for a fact that some of those people like and reblog my stuff while supposedly hating it like????

I'm just pissed because I use fiction as a way to process my trauma and my mental health issues and I get that's not for everyone but literally the block button is free. The unfollow button is free.

Sorry for dumping this on you, you can just straight up ignore this if you want. I just needed to vent.

Ps. I saw a post awhile back on how nts invading fandom culture and making it mainstream has aggressively changed it and made it worse in some ways. I'm feeling that.

Sorry I’ve been neglecting my inbox for the past day now but I’m here to answer now

I try to let other people be people when it comes to their headcanon’s a lot. I disagree with some (I’ve talked about how I don’t like Kitty being constantly toxic) but I’m sure a lot of people disagree with mine too. As you said, I also use fiction as a coping mechanism and I try to remember that other people do this too (if anyone reading this feels like I do a shitty job at this, I’m sorry, I’m not very good at being self aware)

But yeah long story short if you don’t like someone feel free to block and unfollow them I completely understand that not everything is for everyone but let’s not hate on other peoples headcanons just because we don’t like them.l (if there is a legit reason to hate on them go ahead. I’m talking about saying for example you think the imaginary cat should be named Wilbur instead of Mark because you personally don’t like the name Mark) We can all be friends here ❤️

Here’s a nice flower Fae, have a nice day 🌹

#asks #the 🧚fae🧚 tag #I used very shitty wording in this sorry

[godsofhumanity]

Okay I scrolled for another 30 seconds this is the same anon and??? Uncle Tyr?????? I'm sorry I'm so confused I need you to know my understanding of these relationships was "Everyone hates Odin. Odins an asshole" and vauge dislike for Tyr bc he tried to imprison Fenrir

OMG IM SO SORRY FOR CONFUSING YOU AGSHDJKSKSLS

okay idk if everyone “hates” odin,, i think people respect that he makes tough and sometimes harsh decisions.

and Tyr i believe, was quite respected in Norse culture. he was brave for placing his arm in Fenrir’s mouth, knowing it would be chopped off. the fact that Tyr was willing to do so suggests to me that was some level of trust between the two. i’ve always been a big supporter of the idea that perhaps Tyr and Fenrir were not always enemies. maybe Tyr looked after Fenrir a lot and this is where that trust came from. idk if Tyr really wanted to bind Fenrir up, but i guess when everyone else is scared he has no choice but to do it. that’s just my very imaginative take though!!

anyhow- anon i’m sorry for confusing you! you should note that many things on my blog are inaccurate. i do this blog for a hobby, to have fun and have a laugh, so many dark stories are twisted into something more light-hearted, and as i’ve said in my pinned post, lots of this stuff is based on fictional depictions of mythology + my own personal headcanons :)))

#my blog is like Troy (2004) #i try to stick to the original characterisations but yeah sometimes i do take some big creative liberties #hope this clarifies lol #anon #anonymous #asks #whoopsies this was in my drafts by accident

[antisociallilbrat]

I know you made a post about when Jacob’s family found out happen to have any Janley headcanons about when/if Stanley’s dad finds out about them?

Y’all really tryna make me give away my whole plot of my Janley fic 😅 (jk)

Like Jacob’s parents, Stanley’s dad would only find out on accident. Probably after Jacob has moved into the basement from being kicked out. Well Stanley’s dad is small town mind is very homophobic like the Thrombeys. Unlike the Thrombeys, he also physically violent. If he came home and saw his son fodoodling another guy, it uh, wouldn’t go over well. Except the asshole doesn’t realize Jacob can take him, and he definitely beats the face off him. I’m gonna leave this headcanon vauge, sorry, I’m just writing something too similar and I don’t wanna give too much away

#janley #jacob thrombey #stanley barber #stan barber #ianowt #i am not okay with this #knives out

[hey-hamlet]

Spamming asks anyway. What happened to Izuku? Does Nedzu know about them? Do the other teachers know? Do they break down the doors of USJ to help the kids? How does All Might react if he sees Nana? Does Aizawa give Izuku all the pets? Who gets OfA? Are any of the students aware they exist? Can they speak human? If not can Kouda talk to them? How strong are they? What do they eat? Do they have magic? How do they react to the dorms being built? Does Bakugou remember Izuku? (1/2)

dont be sorry for ask spam, i love it!! 

What happened to Izuku? 

He and Katsuki were playing heroes near the forest, but a villain attacked the park and they got separated. Izuku was lost in the woods and wandered deeper and deeper. It was so cold, and he was so tired.

He lay down to sleep.

more answers under the cut

Does Nedzu know about them?

Nezu knows about the forest guardians and has interacted with them pretty often. Infact, he was present when Izuku became a guardian vs a human

The first time he heard Nana speak is when she called out to him for help, some time after he became principal. He abandons his dignity and shoes to run on all fours because hes never heard the forest guardian sound so pained before.

Turns out there was a child she didnt reach in time. Nezu has to tell her there isnt anythng he can do, so she picks the kid up in spindly arms, kisses him gently on the forehead and Hezu watches as its bones cack and bend. He watches it take it’s first steps on fawnlike feet. the first thing it says is “kacchan?”

 They quickly gather it doesnt remember much other than its friend. As it gets to morning he has to leave them, and watches Nana curl around the new guardian as it cries out for him

Nezu has actually allowed the forest to grow closer and closer to the walls and has expanded the on campus portions of it to allow Nana greater freedom. She keeps the kids safe.

Do the other teachers know?

Nezu is very very relcutant to tell anyone about the intelligent animals/monsters in the forest for… obvious reasons. Many of the teachers have seen glimpes of Izuku because hes not the best at hiding yet, but often assume he was just a deer. Aizawa has had a run in with the both of them when he passed out from bloodloss on the border of the forest durring a patrol. Hes not convinced they were real, but he woke up just against the UA barrier the next morning. 

Do they break down the doors of USJ to help the kids?

Nana can’t enter the grounds proper by herself as they dont connect to the forest. But, Izuku can, and he does. He loses a leg to Shigiraki (which grows back, like a month later) and kind of breaks the Nomu’s spine over and over.

The new, fawn like creature may have been weaker and less resilient than the Nomu, but it was faster and smarter. Again and again, it dodged through the monster’s legs, tripping it and snapping at exposed brain tissue and tearing at the spinal column. Each time it went down, only for a second, before it knitted itself together with a shrieking roar. Again and again it sprung out of it’s fearsome reach to try again.

Clutching his broken teacher, Todoroki could only hope it would somehow win.

How does All Might react if he sees Nana?

So Izuku actually drags him by the shirt to Nana, who is trying to hide all 10 feet of herself behind a tree because she’s embarassed to be a “Monster” now. All Might cries and hugs her, Nana lets out a happy little trill and picks him up. 

Izuku is sat a few meters away looking like a very smug cat.

Does Aizawa give Izuku all the pets?

Yes! He becomes some what of a class mascot honestly, and keeps “sneaking” into the school (Nezu gave him a student card so hes really just entering normally). Everyone gives him lots of hugs after they get over the extra legs and the 5 feet tall-ness of him.

Who gets OfA? 

Mirio! After Nana gives Nighteye a bonk on the head for presuring All Might.

Are any of the students aware they exist? 

Pre-USJ? Not exactly. There is a rumor that a monster protects them, and some people claim to have seen it, but its mostly a UA urban legand. Post-USJ? only 1A and the teachers are aware of them, because Nezu “requested” (demanded) they be left out of press coverage to protect them. Izuku uses his more human form when walking the hallways and people assume hes a student or something.

Can they speak human? If not can Kouda talk to them? 

Hm. Kinda-ish. They can understand it perfectly, but speaking it is an other matter. Nana can hold pretty stilted conversations but Izuku is mostly limited to “Hero, Save, Help and Friend”. Kouda can speak to them! Nana speaks like a normal human, Izuku is very stilted.

How strong are they? 

Ok thats tricky. Nana is just very very strong, and stronger than Izuku, but I’m not sure how to quantify her so just imagine her as 5 times (or more) stronger than Izuku. 

Izuku has the physical strength of one very strong dude, but is insanely fast, faster than the Nomu so about the speed of All Might. Hes smart and sly, good at planning but hampered by the fact he cant really share his plans. He has about the physical resiliance of a teenage boy though, so can only take the beatings canon Izuku can.

What do they eat? 

As long as they are in the forest: Nothing. If Izuku leaves the forest, he needs to eat, and can eat just about whatever a human can and more - hes more resistant to toxins and bacteria.

Do they have magic? 

I think the quirk scientists in universe would cry if you called it magic, but thats what it is. Izuku has an ok control of forest plants, and a very mild control of plants outside his forest (think flowers blooming, leaves growing, branches moving like 1cm every 5 secs). It’s only combat-worthy inside his forest. Hes faster than he should be able to move, stronger within the forest and has a small varity of forms he can shift into : weird cat (very large cat size), almost a person, default (weird deer), combat (weird deer but pointier), and weird bird (4 wings, 5 feet long). 

Nana do what Izuku can, has a few more forms and can teleport anywhere in the forest, has a vauge general awareness of anything going down within it, and has pretty tight control over all the plants within it. Inside the forest shes basically unkillible, no matter how much damage she takes.

How do they react to the dorms being built? 

Happy! They exist to keep the creatures in the forest safe, they they totally count the UA students as part of that. Izuku can sometimes be found sleeping on the comom room couches

Does Bakugou remember Izuku?

Yep. He feels really guilty, because Izuku was like his brother and he was ment to protect him because his quirk hand’t come in yet and he was a bit of a crybaby, but when they villain showed up he lost him. Inko moved in with him and his mum after the funeral, because she just had no one else.

#asks #forest guardian au #bnha au #midoriya izuku #nana shimura

[idk-my-aesthetic]

isle kingdom au

so i’ve had this idea for an AU for a little while, but i don’t wanna actually write anything for it until i’m done w/ my current descendants wips, but i also wanna talk about it lol so ig im making a post? please send me asks about it i wanna talk about it.... anyway

**tw for child abuse and semi-graphic descriptions of violence.

basically the premise of the au is that even though he tried to get it passed at first, ben never went through with pulling the vks off the isle. he kept meaning too, but it just kept being pushed to the back of his list of priorities bc he was so busy w/ being king and never happened 

so bc of this, the core 4 stayed on the isle and never got off it. if you’ve read the stuff in my keep them close series u probably have a better idea of my hc of the isle, but the basics of it are that 1) most of the parents are really bad and abusive + the conditions are disgusting 2) none of the kids are really evil and 3) the vks are all kinda frenimes/rivals and will work together to keep eachother alive even if they act like they hate eachother or will even hurt eachother

so, in the ‘canon’ timeline before going to auradon the core 4 are a gang and slowly gaining power. they’re already the top of the vk gangs and are like gaining on some of the adult ones.

bc they never go to auradon, they just kinda keep doing what they already are and gain more and more power. but, as they gain power their parents start becoming afraid of them and acting like more abusive in attempts to keep the core 4 under their control 

ok bare w/ me for this next bit bc it’s gonna sound real ooc for like a sec then make sense

so, as they’re gaining power and their parents are haveing more and more trouble controlling them their parents are becoming more and more violent.

im not sure on the order yet, but basically cruella, jafar, eq, and malifacent all do something like really really bad to their respective kid, so one of the other core 4 kills them bc like. yeah. 

i have some vauge ideas of what each of them could have done and i don’t really know if i want to say them or even use them tbh bc they’re like.... bad, like real bad. which they kinda have to be, you know? bc like.... none of the core 4 would turn to killing if they didn’t have a real good reason, and their parents continuing the abuse that they always have woulden’t be enough, so the parents would have to do something really really bad for one of the others to justify killing them 

its important to mention that none of them kill their own parent. it’s always one of the other 4, im not sure who kills who just yet, but none of them kill their own parent. They’re saved from their parents by each other and they never really have any confrontation with their parents (which will change l8r 👀👀, let me explain)

Even tho they didn’t kill their own parents, everyone kinda assumed they did in order to take their places/gain power. A handful of their friends know the real story, but it’s mostly kept under wraps and it’s like general “knowledge” that they killed their parents for power. They’re not really hiding it or anything, I mean they did still each kill one of the 4 most powerful villains so it’s not like anyone is gonna be less afraid if they knew the truth. ppl just make assumptions and never really question them and they just let ppl think what they do

So bc their parents are dead and they let everyone assume they killed their own parent they very easily climb up the ranks and end up in charge of the isle bc atp they’re seen as the most ruthless/evil/powerful

So now that they’re in charge of the isle they start like..... actually making it a livable place. Ofc at first they try to make a version of Carlos’s machine to break the barrier, but they can’t get it to work so he just modifys it to steal magic from the barrair for them to use. (Another idea stolen from my keep them close series but like I like the idea lol)

And when I say they make it a livable place I mean they start doing stuff like building water purifiers, making like safe houses, establishing some kind of working economy, taking control of the barge drop offs and how everything is distributed, fixing broken electricity, etc etc

A lot of what they do is based off of Carlos’s machines and designs, which like obvi other ppl are helping him gather materials and for and build, since he has power bc he’s like one of the ppl in charge. And he like teaches other ppl how to do what he does and fix anything that goes wrong

Evie kinda puts herself in charge of setting up like medical centers + homes for kids and stuff. Also some kinda way to grow food. B4 they’re in charge nothing can really grow but they use the magic they steal from the barrier to make stuff grow. And evie can use it to make like lots of healing items and such

Jay ends up mostly in charge of like collecting and distribution of their recourses. At first like the barge is kinda a hugeeee problem to deal with bc ppl are fighting over the like moldy food and destroyed clothes and stuff. But eventually they get it organized and have stuff sent to the respective place it should, like clothes and scrap fabric are sent to a place that repairs and sells them, parts and electronics are sent to Carlos or his helpers, etc

Other minor vks like Celia, dizzy, the sea three, Diego, etc are all in this two but this is already really long so just know they’re like helping and like pretty high ranking/highly regarded. Send me an ask with questions please

Mal is kinda regarded as the ultimate leader/queen of the isle ig even though the other 3 have basically the same amount of power. Mostly bc her job ends up being keeping the adults who dislike them inline and keeping their power as heads of the isle

Most ppl are just kinda chill w/ them being in charge, especially a lot of the ppl who were banished for minor crimes. A few of the adult villains try to fight them and end up dead lol, and anyone caught doing especially bad things, like r*pe, hurting someone they shouldn’t have, being a child abuser, etc will end up killed by mal or one of the others. They don’t kill u for like every crime obviously only the like inexcusable ones. Stuff like stealing or mental illness or w/e they basically just help you work through

They’re aren’t any like real laws ig but they deal with issues as they go and give harsh punishments if needed. It serves to keep themselves seen as strong/evil/powerful despite all the good they do and helps keep others too afraid to challenge them. Like frollo isn’t going to challenge them if Ursula tried the same thing and got killed. (The fact that she abused uma and her siblings obviously had nothing to do with that,,,,,,,,,,,)

So yeah! They basically turned the isle into a inhabitable place in the years that they spent as its leaders, and it functions as its own kinda kingdom despite its harsh and confusing laws/rules

But we ain’t done yet, lol

Basically everything I’ve just explained is.... mostly backstory? Kinda? It’s the type of thing where you slowly find out about all this stuff while they actual story goes on, but I figured it’d be less confusing to explain it first :3

So the Actual story starts a few years after when Ben originally was supposed to take the vks off the isle. He, all the other princess/princes he want to school with, the core 4, the sea 3, etc are all in their mid to early 20s.

Auradon has basically no clue what’s the deal w/ the isle. They’re only interaction w/ them is through the like goblins that bring over the trash barges, but those guys are chill and basically don’t tell the aks anything lol.

So Ben is ruling his kingdom, and the core 4 are ruling their own, both sides are doing pretty well and ignoring each other, but then! All of a sudden there’s these sudden deaths/fires/some kinda terrorist attack on the outskirts of the kingdom.

I haven’t thought through this part too much, but basically he knows that they’re is some kinda threat, but he doesn’t know excatly what it is. All he does know is that the villain that is attacking is demanding to speak to the children of malifecent, jafar, cruella devil, and the evil queen.

He basically rounds up the heroes of those respective stories bc they’re all being threatened in some way or another. The mystery villain continues to do more damage and seems basically impossible to beat, and has given them a time limit b4 they’ll go and start destroying more

They discuss their options and decide their best plan is to go to the isle and convince them core 4 to help, bringing along the heroes and some of the main aks w/ them

Obviously it doesn’t go well bc they show up and mal basically has them arrested lmao

Again I have more in-depth ideas for this part but this post is already wayyyy to long so I’m trying to hurry and finish up

The talk, vks meet their respective heroes, everything is from ak/hero POV so as they explore the isle and talk to the core 4 and other vks they slowly find out about all ^^^ that stuff up there

The core 4 are eventually agree, and they go to face the villains only to find out its their parents who have been resurrected!!!! Fuck!!!!

Idk how or why just yet lmao but I will soon

Parents are obvi pissed, core 4 face their own parents and finally get like some kinda closer or smthn idk I feel like y’all get the gist

in the end auradon agknolages the isle as its own kingdom and the core 4 as its leaders and open trade/remove the barrier so the isle can continue to grow bc it’s been struggling due to lack of recourses

And that’s like the basic outline of my au! I wanna write it eventually but tbh I’m expecting eventually to be like 3 years from now bc of how much other stuff I have so for rn I’m just gonna blog about it. Obviously there’s a lot of other stuff/plots/emotional arcs etc I didn’t talk about bc like This Post Is So Long I’m So Sorry, So please please please send me asks/questions/comments/even your own ideas!!! Please. Everything about this will be tagged with “isle kingdom au” :3

#isle kingdom au #descendents #descendents 2 #mal daughter of maleficent #mal descendants #carlos descendants #carlos de vil #jay son of jafar #jay descendants #evie descendants #evie daughter of the evil queen #celia facilier #descendants dizzy #sea three #ben descendants #ben son of belle and beast #ships are kinda iffy so im tagging possible ones #mal x carlos x jay x evie #malvie #jaylos #my writing #my post #idk what else to tag #i just really really want ppl to see this.... #anyone i tag is gonna be in it i promise #i already have ideas for all of them just not enough room to talk about them all lol