#which means she remembered that i will literally jump at any chance to see her

[ddaengju]

finally managed to score time to spend with my mom. getting time with her is like trying to book an appointment. she’s always busy. 😭😭😭

#i have to literally wait for her to tell me when she thinks she’s gonna have free time to spend with me #if she’s not working. she’s either camping somewhere. attending a wine/paint night #or #hanging out with her bff #last time i tried to hang out with her she was packing for fucking florida….. #SHE invited ME for something tomorrow 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 #which means she remembered that i will literally jump at any chance to see her #i once saw her driving on the same road as me one morning and it made my whole entire day #i love my mom #i love her so much #when she finally retires maybe i’ll finally be able to see her more #if she doesn’t immediately start camping around the country 💀 #that’s my parent’s goal. is to just up and go camping around the us. #ANYWAY. I GET TO SEE HER TOMORROW

[zoe-oneesama]

I have notice that you are giving the kwamis different and more uniques personalities. How you imagened their unique emotions and how they react with the holders?

For sure, there are very few instances where the Zodiac Kwami get to show their individualism except for Sass or when they briefly interact with their new holders, so I really grabbed on to any little bit I could see and held tight.

Mullo - In the story of the Chinese Zodiac, the Rat rides the Ox and jumps off at the last minute in order to arrive first, so I thought it'd make sense for Mullo to be mischievous - also because Marinette uses it first for some cheeky misdirection. I got lucky that Mullo turned out to be a bit of a prankster when "Mega Leech" came out.

Stompp - As one of the Leftover 4, Stompp didn't get a lot of expression when they were shown in "PenalTeam", but I kinda ended up working with how calm they were. The way they addressed Chloe not knowing the kwamis names gave her a Disapproving Mother vibe, so I went with them being a nurturer. I picture them wanting to watch over their holder, particularly children ones, and watch them grow into full grown Oxes.

Roarr - So this one was easy cuz they've been very consistent in the show, and since the kwamis default to loud and bratty when they're in Mob Mode (ie, when all the kwamis act in sync instead of in line with their personalities), Roarr was simply a too rambunctious child. An extrovert to the extreme. Their name is very appropriate.

Fluff - This one is pretty established in canon, so I guess I'll just extend my headcanon. Fluff is easily confused and babbles a lot, and I think it's because they're being constantly bombarded with information from so many timelines. Existence is a prison and Fluff just comes across as dumb because all their brain power is overheating from a massive influx of information, so they have nothing else to offer in the Present.

Longg - "Ikari Gozen" makes them out to be a Long Winded Old Man/Woman (depending on the dub lol), but aside from them being pretty polite later, they don't hold on to it. I am. Longg is old as shit and just wants these damn kids to hear out their long ass stories, but they just don't know how to edit because it's been forever since they've been out of the box (a nod to how Dragons are now "mythical"). They don't know how to talk to the youngins anymore.

Sass - Okay, c'mon, we all know Sass. Sass is the only one we know definitively. They're the leader and being level headed and calm is the thing that distinguishes him from the rest. He is mildly cursed like Fluff to recall every remade time line, remembering what happened the other times that needed a second chance, but it's less of a burden than it is for Fluff.

Kaalki - I opted to lean in to her being a Diva, obviously thanks to her attitude in "Startrain". You'd think that'd clash with Max, so the struggle was more about making them work together despite that, so I also gave her a fascination with innovation. She's not very technologically literate, but she's interested in what humans have been able to do, especially when it comes to exploration. But in the end, she's still pretty vain lol.

Ziggy - since they were very upset at how mean Chloe was in "Miracle Queen" as opposed to angry like Stompp and Roarr, I felt Ziggy was probably younger and a bit sensitive. I also leaned into some goat traits, having them eat paper and headbutt Nathaniel.

Xuppu - Xuppu can easily become very annoying, especially in "Destruction" where they're trying to be helpful, but uhhhh...they aren't. So I just stuck with how they were portrayed in their canon debut episode. Like Roarr, Xuppu is very much like A Child, so even in Mob Mode they feel in character - getting into stuff and making a mess.

Orikko - I made them very patient, which you gotta be when your powers are bullshit and you constantly have to give a tutorial on how they work. They could talk all day with their holder trying to find loopholes.

Barkk - So they have two standout moments where they're allowed individuality - in "Furious Fu" and "Risk". In the former, they are stubbornly staying behind to guard the house and the Miracle Box, and in the latter, they're super excited at getting a new holder and getting to "play". So both a guard dog and a puppy. I met in the middle where they DO really want to play, but also want everyone to be as excited as them which takes a little coaxing. Like an Extrovery adopting Introverts.

Daizzi - They're just very sweet. Almost just like Rose but soft spoken. They feel very much but like to focus on the things they like, no matter how simple they are.

#sl kwamis

[mutantprivilege]

Summary: Zelda comes to one realization after another in quick succession, which leaves her with one question: what now?

Or: In which Zelda realizes she might already be married.

Post-TotK, minor Dragon’s Tear references.

This fic did Numbers on ao3 I’m so proud

All of chapter 1 under the cut! Leave a like if you enjoy :)

Zelda smiles to herself as she watches the children of the Hateno school play during a recess. It’s simple things like this that make life worth living, she thinks.

One of the children runs up to her and calls for her attention. “Missus Zelda!”

Far be it from her to pass up a chance for a lesson, even on etiquette. “Oh, I’m no Missus. I’m not married, so I’m Miss Zelda!”

“Oh.” The young girl seems almost dejected. “I thought you were married to Mister Link.”

She fights to keep a blush from overcoming her features. If she didn’t know better, she’d think the children had a magic sense for flustering her. “Why ever would you think that?”

The girl explains herself simply. “You live together, and Link always does whatever you say. A brother wouldn’t do that, and you’re not his mom either!”

Solid logic, for a child. “Well, yes, but…”

A boy jumps in. “And!! He calls you Princess! That means he looooooves you!”

What? But she was literally THE Princess! “No, I- he’s my knight, after all….”

A third child joins, much like a shark smelling blood in the water. “A knight and a princess! Just like the fairy tales!”

Fairy tales? She hardly remembered any from her own childhood. Did they really star princesses? “No, I mean- he’s sworn to stay by my side and protect me. That’s all.”

“Like a husband!”

All pretense of not blushing is gone. She glances to the side, hoping Link is too busy with other children to notice. “N-no! I… can ask many things of Link. But I can’t ask him to love me.”

“Why not? Have you tried?” The innocence of the question is all that keeps her temper from flaring, even as her blush deepens.

“Wh- I most certainly have not!”

“You should try things before saying you can’t do them. Mister Link said so!” She doesn’t think that’s the best advice, let alone the most applicable advice, but contradicting ‘Mister Link’ might just confuse them.

“Then let me correct myself. I shouldn’t ask him.”

This seems to almost placate the children.

Almost.

The first child runs off to Link, making no secret of what’d been discussed. “Mister Link! Did you know Miss Zelda wasn’t married?”

Link nods, amused. Zelda can’t even pretend to look away from the impending carriage crash of a conversation.

“You should marry her! Then she can be Mrs. Zelda!”

Link falters, or perhaps Zelda imagines he does, as he thinks of a response. “I don’t know, ” he says teasingly, “I don’t have a ring for her.”

Zelda’s world stops. Surely he’s jesting.

“A ring?” asks one boy.

“A ring! Oh, you need a ring!” says a girl, excited at the prospect of jewelry.

Link nods. “Can’t get married without a ring,” he says as if this is the only thing wrong with the situation.

“I know,” says the same girl, excitingly pointing towards the direction of Kakariko Village. “Get her that ring! It’ll be so big, to show how much you love her!”

Link half-chokes on his response as he stares at the Ring Ruins off in the distance. “I- uh. That might be a little too big. Where would we put it?”

The children begin wracking their brains, as if this were feasible, and Zelda wonders when Link became so good with children. “Besides,” he continues, “I’m pretty sure that ring belongs to my friend Paya. I can’t just take it.”

A simplification of the matter, Zelda thinks, but not inaccurate.

The children mutter and grumble in disappointment. “I wanted to see a wedding,” says one.

Link nods in understanding. “I want to see one too. For now, let’s keep playing before it’s time for Mister Symin’s next class!”

The children scatter after a chorus of “Not It!” erupts from them, leaving Link standing there watching. He turns to Zelda, and she feels her world stop again as he comes over.

“Children,” he says, as if this sums up the entirety of the experience.

“Yes,” she manages to squeak out. “Children.”

—

Zelda is unsure whether or not to be thankful to be left alone with her thoughts soon after, as she spends her usual studying time contemplating today’s events. She has a collection of fairy tales in front of her, though it sits largely ignored as she thinks.

Like a husband. Those words come back to her, now. Surely not! Link was many things for her at this point- defender, chef, housemate, travel companion, coworker… but husband?

She contemplates. What would she even want in a husband? She can hardly imagine herself being a housewife. Link does so much of the housework, whether because she gets caught up in work or because she’s still, somewhere in the back of her subconscious, still expecting a maid or butler to take care of matters for her.

She’d want either an equal or someone completely okay with supporting her, she thinks. Whether or not she has a castle, she is still considered a Princess, after all. It wouldn’t do to have just some handsome face by her side. Not that Link isn’t handsome- she squashes that thought as it comes to life.

Who else supports her as much as Link does? Link, who makes a home for her. Link, who cooks her food, guides her on the road, and goes wherever she does. Could someone else ever take his place? It was hard to imagine.

But. Someone would have to, one day.

Unless.

His words feel like they’re fresh in her ears, making them burn all over again. “I don’t have a ring for her.”

What a simple statement, and yet full of possibilities, strange and exciting. Why would he need to say that? Was there an implied ‘yet’ in that sentence? Did Link harbor feelings for his appointed charge? Was there truth in these fairy tales, about knights and princesses? (Had her father been a knight? Her mother, his princess? All records of such were likely destroyed, and she had never asked.)

She couldn’t ask Link to love her, but… maybe he already did. Was there something else? Some other clue as to what Link felt? He wasn’t particularly talkative, so she didn’t have a lot to go on.

She stops as she turns a page, and a picture of a traditional knight and princess appears. The words “Happily Ever After” pop out to her.

Certainly, the defeat of the Demon King was as “Happily Ever After” as she had ever dared to dream. But… if she were allowed to dream a bit more…

A house, like this one- and a partner who could support her, like Link.

…Nothing else comes to mind. Her life, she thinks, is perfect. If she must get married, perhaps, it can be to Link.

“What are you reading?”

She almost leaps out of her seat, not having realized Link had come down the ladder to her study. “L-Link! When did you-“

He seems concerned. “A minute ago. Are you alright? Your face is red.”

Pointing it out just makes the blushing worse. “I’m fine! Just… startled!” Technically, it’s the truth.

“If you’re sure? Here, a snack, and the news.” He hands her a bowl of honeyed apples and a folded-up paper.

“Oh, thank you. And…” She almost forgot to answer his question. “I was reading fairy tales, for children. I don’t remember reading them myself as a child.”

“Oh! I hope they’re fun.” It occurs to her that Link may not remember fairy tales, himself.

“They’re…” She searches for the right word. “…enlightening.”

He nods, and she wonders how much he gleaned from just that word. “I’ll leave you to it, then. I’ll be back later.”

As Link ascends, she turns her mind to her snack and the news, sealing the revelations she just came to behind a mental iron gate for now. What did the Lucky Clover Gazette have for its readers today…?

“Zonai Tablets Depict Royal Married Life” (An article discussing Rauru and Sonia, something she perhaps did not ever expect to see- she wonders if she could be interviewed as a primary source on the subject? Would they even believe her?)

Memories of tea and being teased about Link bubble to the surface, and she moves on.

“Zonai Jewelry- necklaces, rings, mushrooms, and more!” (An article discussing Zonai fashions, and how timeless mushroom fashion seems to be.)

She eyes her own Zonai-inspired jewelry, a gift from the Queen- timeless, indeed.

And for its advice article on the back…

“5 Ways to Say You Love Someone”

Her ears burn again immediately. She wonders if the universe is plotting against her, somehow. Marriage, rings, and love, all on the same paper! And yet, her curiosity gets the better of her, and she soon finds herself engrossed in the article.

1) Share your food, or even cook for them!

She glances to the food that Link had prepared for her.

2) Spend time with them, even if you’re doing nothing together.

She glances to the spot Link sometimes occupies on the ground when he has nothing “better to do” than guard her.

3) Let down your guard, especially if you’ve always got your guard up. Touch them lightly, or let them touch you!

Does he ever let his guard down, she wonders? Considering how guarded he was before the Calamity, just seeing him laugh and tease is more “guard down” than she ever expected.

4) Give them something that used to be important to you!

She realizes that she is idly playing with Link’s old hairband again.

5) Tell them. Perhaps the hardest way to say I Love You of all, especially for those of us who aren’t good at talking!

Zelda puts the newspaper down. Emotions and memories swirl about her, resulting in her face turning red as she comes to a conclusion: Link loves her. Maybe it’s not romantic, but… maybe it is. It was no longer a possibility she could ignore.

What could she even do with this information? Did she love Link?

It’d be kind of hard to deny that she did after all this worrying, wouldn’t it? Would she be worried at all if she didn’t love him? It’d be idle wonderings. Something she could laugh off.

Was it romantic? Her own blush fought to tell her so.

What now, her thoughts asked- no, demanded of her. What should I do with this information? How do I ask Link if he loves me? How do I tell him that I love him?

She stares at the article again. Words will likely fail her, here. She’ll just… have to do what Link does.

She spends what feels like hours plotting ways to purposefully tell Link she loves him, but each idea comes up short. Some, she already does on a daily basis, cementing her belief. Others, she’s too embarrassed to try.

By the time Link comes to remind her to sleep, she’s so worked up that she can’t. She lays awake, thinking about how this is Link’s bed (even if he hasn’t used it in a while). This is Link’s house. She wonders, by how many people’s definitions, she could say she was already married to Link- certainly, the children thought so.

Maybe she could skip the whole flirtation phase. She wasn’t sure she’d be good at it. She’d seen other young folks flirting, and it seemed… complicated.

“Can’t get married without a ring.”

The words haunt her dreams, it feels like, and while she remembers little else about them- something about a Goron crime family, ridiculous as it sounds in the waking realm- she felt sure, now.

She was going to get Link a ring.

#zelink #zelda fandom #legend of zelda #fi writes #zelda #fanfiction

[therenlover]

✨TheRenLovers (Updated) Fanfic Glossary✨

Updated 9/7/23

A glossary of my past works and ongoing projects. Also comes with a handy dandy list for request guidelines! I mostly post x Reader fics, but I'm looking to branch out into established ships soon. To join my fresh, new taglist for any character, just shoot me a message. I also crosspost all my works to my Ao3, which you can find Here!.

This post is a beefy boy, so for the sake of your dash the rest is below the cut.

Red = Abandoned Project (I may eventually complete these, but I have no current plans to)

A Note About Requests

As long as my ask box is open, I am taking requests or questions! I can't promise every request will be completed, or that the ones that are requested will be finished in a timely manner. I'm an adult with a full time job, so sometimes writing takes a backseat. That being said, I will do my best to complete any requests that come my way, so feel free to ask if you're hoping to see something! The worst I could do is direct you to someone who might be able to make what you're looking for.

I am pretty open about what I write, but if a request makes me uncomfortable/isn't something I'm interested in writing, I, again, will try my best to reach out and guide you in the right direction to get that type of content. If you're worried your message got buried/forgotten, don't hesitate to message again. My brain is soup and I can be the worst person on earth at responding.

⚔️Baldur's Gate 3⚔️

Put Me Back In It (I Would Do It Again)

Synopsis: When Tav sold her soul to Raphael for Astarion's, she only hoped it would be worth the price. If only she remembered anything from before she entered the House of Hope...

Rating: E (+18)

Word Count: 40,000~ (Ongoing)

❤️Marvel❤️

Helmut Zemo 💜

One Last Night In Madripoor

Synopsis: Baron Helmut Zemo is a lonely, wanted man looking for some fun, you’re a piss-poor bounty hunter in search of a connection before leaving your life of crime behind, and fate has brought you together at a party the likes of which has never been seen before. You only have one night left in Madripoor, so why not take a chance?

Rating: E (+18)

Word Count: 4200~

Still Some Catching Up To Do

Synopsis: As a member of the criminal underworld, people walk out of your life all the time. Some are killed, others kill themselves, most get caught and only a couple get out of the life unscathed, disappearing into the world never to be seen again. Very few walk back in. So when your supposedly incarcerated ex-lover, the Winter Soldier, and the Falcon waltzed through your door and made you murder your boss, needless to say, you were surprised and more than a little bit pissed.

Rating: M (+16)

Word Count: 6800~

Nine Years Starved

Synopsis: It had been a little over nine years since Helmut Zemo lost his family, his country, and his sanity. Nine years since his last kiss. Nine years since he felt like a human man. Finally, he was ready to start over again, but first, he had to pay his penance back where it all began; Novi Grad. That’s when, by the grace of the fates, he met you.

Rating: G

Word Count: 7000~

Daddy Dearest

Synopsis: Not everyone gets lucky enough to go from being a broke college student in New York to being the sugar baby to literal royalty, but not everyone is you. Most people would be worried about messing things up or losing him to someone else, but you knew he would never find another baby just like you. Besides, you knew exactly what to do to keep him wrapped around your little finger. He may have been the daddy, but you pulled the reins.

Rating: E (18+)

Word Count: 8000~

In Fleeting Touches and Airy Sighs

Synopsis: As a wanted man, Helmut Zemo spends most of his time jumping from place to place in the hopes of avoiding a trip back to prison. Unfortunately, that means he can’t always be home in your arms. When he is, though, in the rare moments of calm, you’re reminded of just how worth it it’s been to wait, even if that wait was only shortened by the arrival of your enemies.

Rating: E (18+)

Word Count: 35,700~

Two Bodies In The Rain

Synopsis: It was raining the day you finally had to admit your feelings to Helmut. You hated to tell him the way you did, under the grey skies as your blood pooled below you, but at least you knew, in the end, he had seen the real you, even just once. That was enough.

Rating: T

Word Count: 5600~

Rest

Synopsis: Living life on the lam with your escaped super-villain lover means things rarely slow down enough for a real rest. When the exhaustion starts to take its toll on you, though, he knows exactly what to do to ease the pain. He may not be a good man, but he’s a good husband when it counts.

Rating: T

Word Count: 3200~

The Boy With The Easel

Synopsis: About a month into your first semester at Novi Grad’s top university, you finally meet the strange young man that you’ve taken to calling “easel boy” in the back of a bookshop. From a distance, he always seemed cold and aloof. As you get to know him, though, you realize things aren’t always what they seem.

Rating: T

Word Count: 7000~

Orestes Fasting and Pylades Drunk

Synopsis: Helmut recalls the story of how he came to be the ruthless man he is and, more specifically, how he came into possession of his strange purple mask.

Rating: M (+16)

Word Count: 10,200~

Balm

Synopsis: Your forbidden dalliance with Baron Zemo, the lord of the house, has finally landed you in the dungeons, subject to the whims of the guards and the endless passage of time. As your sanity slips away, you wonder what will come first, your execution or the Baron's return?

Rating: M (+18)

Word Count: 5,800~

Always For A Second (Usually At The Start)

Synopsis: Leaving Helmut for good had been the biggest, most final choice you'd ever had to make. Two years later, he's in your living room again. This time, though, things are different.

Rating: E (+18)

Word Count: 8,600~

🖤American Horror Story🖤

James Patrick March 🔪

Heartsick

Synopsis: When you fall ill, James is given a forceful awakening about how he’s been neglecting your needs and what he must do to prevent harm from befalling you again.

Rating: M (16+)

Word Count: 3700~

In Sickness And In Health

Synopsis: Normally people don’t have their wedding and funeral on the same day, but you and James don’t quite have a normal relationship, do you? Besides, you wouldn’t wanna go any other way.

Rating: E (18+)

Word Count: 5500~

Jimmy Darling 🦞

Red Nights In Jupiter

Synopsis: At the end of another long day, you fall into bed with Jimmy Darling. The men you served throughout the day don’t matter then, nor do the coins in the mason jar by the door, or the women scheduled to attend Jimmy’s next Tupperware party. No, in that quiet darkness it’s just you and the man you love, bone-tired and happy to be home. Who could ask for more?

Rating: M (16+)

Word Count: 3000~

#jac rambles #fanfiction

[lordoftherazzles]

Alright folks! I know I'm not really doing much for the AU-Gust event for FOTFICs, but when given the opportunity to finally write something for my beloved @i-did-not-mean-to, I simply HAD to! It's definitely not my usual sort of writing, but I had fun with it.

I hope you enjoy it, my friend!!

Characters: Ori x OC, Nori

Prompt: Poorly timed confessions + "Sorry I took so long"

Words: 1624

The mountain had been won, and restoration over the winter had been anything but dull, so for these quiet moments, Ori often found himself near the back of any gathering of dwarrow, even during meals if he could help it. Thankfully, ever since Bilbo had come into the company, some of the more hobbity ways of life had merged their way into the lives of the dwarrow. Perhaps that was more Thorin’s doing than anything, to help keep his new interest feeling at home, but it did give the others a fair chance at properly taking care of themselves.

At least when supplies and provisions were not something they had to scavenge for.

Sitting tucked away at the farthest end of one of the large stone tables of the feasting hall, Ori had a blank journal spread in front of him, food casually to the side, and a look of pure thought across his features. A bead sat stationary within the gutter of those blank pages he had yet to decorate with ink. The bead was immaculate, just as it was important. It was a reminder of the things he had left behind prior to this quest of Thorin’s that had now come to a close.

There were so few things that had made it all the way from Ered Luin to Erebor, and this was one of them. A small, but hardy thing, much like the dwarrowdam who had gifted it to him. Plucking the bead and rolling it between his fingers, a fond curve pulled at the corner’s of Ori’s lips, examining the design of that which was most special to him. He wondered how Lílja was doing these days. Was she still the studious dam he remembered? Or too busy breaking the hearts of many a dwarrow with an axe in hand?

Or perhaps breaking them literally.

It often made the scholarly dwarf wonder what she had seen in him, for she had been a force to be reckoned with. Smart, lovely, and fierce. Sighing to himself as he rolled that bead around once more, Ori’s lips dropped, his eyes falling closed and remembering a time that felt like so long ago…and yet, wasn’t that long ago at all.

The night before leaving Ered Luin, after many months of shy glances and careful gestures, Ori had been ready to pour his heart out. At first, he had thought of simply writing something and leaving it behind for Lílja, such as a letter or a poem, something to truly get his thoughts down, but in the end, he’d opted for verbally stumbling his way through a proper confession of his admiration. 

Much to his surprise, while formerly forehead to forehead with the lovely dam he missed, Ori’s feelings had been reciprocated with the bead that was currently being rolled between his fingers.

A clap against the back of his shoulder sent the dwarf nearly jumping out of his skin.

“Thinking about your beaut, again, little brother?” Nori teased, fully thrilled to have caught Ori off guard as the younger dwarf fumbled with that bead, clutching it to his chest. “You could always write to her, you know.”

“The ravens have been working hard to deliver far more important things from our king to his sister, I would hate to overwork them…” Ori sighed, not bothering to shrug the arm that was suddenly slung over his arm as he relaxed, his eyes falling upon the bead in his palm once more. “I do miss her though.”

“Anyone with eyes can see that. Even Bilbo’s caught on!” Nori teased, reaching a hand over and playfully tweaking Ori's cheek, and finally getting a swat in his direction. “I have faith that you’ll get to see your dwarrowdam sooner rather than later.”

“Much as I would love that, I can’t help but believe that Lílja will be upset with me for leaving her like I did,” Ori lamented with a roll of his eyes before they settled on the king and consort-to-be that looked so dopey and enamored, reminding him of the doe eyes he’d been teased about making at Lí. “Did we look like that?”

“Even more sickeningly sappy, I promise.”

Trust in Nori to be honest, anyway. Ori took the words with grace though as he felt a smile pull at his lips, offering a grateful nod towards his older brother. “Perhaps I’ll have to come up with something more romantic if she ever speaks to me again after that poorly timed confession. Perhaps a bead of my own? Or a poem…”

“Or one of the thousands of sketches you’ve done of her since we left. I’m sure she’d keel over just knowing she’s not left your mind since we hit the road.” Squeezing Ori a bit in that shoulder-slung grip. “She’s a fine dam, you know.”

“She is!” Ori’s voice rose an octave, agreeing excitedly and quickly. “She’s fierce, and smart, and her beard…” The longing sigh could have blown the entire mountain away if it had just a little bit more force.

Hearing the quick scraping of boots against stone, Ori perked up to notice Thorin racing beyond his table, Bilbo at his heels and mentioning something about the first caravans from Ered Luin. Sharing a glance with Nori, Ori was quickly on his own feet as other dwarrow were also trickling their way to the main gate to welcome the first of those from the Blue Mountains. “You don’t think…?”

“Let’s go get your dam,” Nori urged, pushing Ori along.

Waiting anxiously, Ori bounced from foot to foot, a bead still clasped in his hand while a journal was long forgotten back in the feasting hall. His eyes were constantly moving, recognizing most faces, but none stuck out to him as important as the one he wanted to see. While watching Thorin embrace his sister, and how she eagerly was greeting Bilbo, it only produced a small smirk of amusement, but his attention continuously moved from dwarf to dwarf. 

Whatever small surge of hope had flooded Ori’s chest began to wither away, right up until the point where he heard his name ringing loudly like a gong, It felt like the world had slowed as a particular dwarrowdam emerged from the caravan crowd with a very unimpressed look to her face as her eyes met his. It felt like being caught in the grip of trolls, that gaze, and Ori almost wished he’d stayed behind with his journal and his memories.

“She looks mad,” Nori whispered from behind in his ear, keeping the younger dwarf from tucking tail.

“Thank you for pointing that out,” Ori hissed, already aware of that fact as the dam in question was stomping his way. Furious as she looked, the warmth that bubbled about in his heart couldn’t be helped. She looked just as lovely as he remembered. The way her beard moved as she did, and the little glimpses of those heavily pierced ears, and the tattoos! He’d take an angry Lílja any day, over no Lílja at all.

“Best of luck, little brother,” Nori teased before retreating back a few steps, eager to watch from afar as the dark haired dam got within reach. All he hoped was that Ori didn’t stumble over his words again.

Bracing himself as Lílja stormed her way over, Ori forced a smile to his lips, shy as it was. “Hi Lí,” he barely stammered at least, his fingers locking together as he half expected for an axe to land in his skull, or a fist to clock his jaw.

“Hi? That’s all you have to say?” Lílja huffed as she took those last few steps and her arms moved, though not in the way anyone expected considering her stomping display across the stone. Instead, her hands moved to cup the sides of Ori’s face gently. “I’m sorry I took so long…” she murmured. 

Reaching up to clasp around Lílja’s wrists, one hand awkwardly while hanging onto a bead, Ori felt his heart flutter, practically soaring to the heavens as his grin widened. “What do you mean? I’m the one who left—”

“And to say you were simply leaving for the Shire!” Lí snorted, “but…I’m sorry I took so long in getting here so that I could tell you to never do that again. Or at least take me with you! Our foolhardy king could have likely used a bit of sense among his company!”

Ori couldn’t help but laugh, flashing a glance over towards Thorin, Bilbo, and Lady Dis. “We had a bit of unexpected sense join our company, but I’m certain having you along would have spared us many headaches.”

“The Hobbit, over there?”

“Our burglar,” Ori winced as he watched Dis’ skull crash into Bilbo’s, and Thorin practically fell over in worry at the gesture.  “And the future Consort Under the Mountain, should he survive Thorin’s sister. You will love him just as we do,” 

“I can’t wait to meet him then, but until then, tell me all about this quest, for I have missed you dearly.” Lílja was quick to bonk her forehead far gentler against Ori’s before latching onto his arm, ready to be escorted deeper into the mountain and get a full retelling of the Quest for Erebor, now that seeing the victory had calmed her once worried heart.

“Of course, amrâlimê. I have a whole journal to show you!”

Typical Ori, and the truth of it was, seeing him alive and well had calmed her, not Erebor, not the king’s success, but Ori, and she wasn’t planning on letting him out of her grasp anytime soon—come dragonfire or high water.

#i hope you enjoy this lil thing my friend! #the hobbit #ori #ori the dwarf #ori x oc #nori #this is my first x oc writing lolol i'm expanding!!! #razzledrabbles #razzywrites #hobbit fic #fotfics

[cinamun]

I’m finally home from the nonsense day I’ve had so I can fully unpack my feelings…or at least try to. This Mercy situation…idk. Mr. Isaac is an interesting case for sure. He’s really just toying with Mercy because it gives him something to do and he finds it fun, if that’s a word you could even use for his literal no feelings having ass. He doesn’t need her in any way. He has his own money. Yeah he could like sleeping with her but just like Kenji jumped on to Aaliyah and got what he wanted easily, how hard would it be for Bishop to leave and get somebody else? He definitely is trying to see it through with Mercy rather than start over because he’s already dug so deep into her and he’s made it clear that he is not leaving. So the only end I see is one of them ending up in a body bag and really Mercy is the only person that knows him well enough to be able to even have a chance at having that foresight and ability to get a few steps ahead of him. In a way Bishop does trust her. A guy like him has to have some level of trust for him to lay his head next to you every night and sleep. That’s the only time he’s truly vulnerable and even then he probably has some type of freaking spidey senses. Even if it’s just that he believes he scared her so bad that he doesn’t have to worry about her, that’s still some level of trust. Idk. Let’s say Mercy tries to go to Jayce. Do we really think she’d make it out the door? He’s yanked her up for less. And say she did manage to make it there undetected, do we not think that’d be the first place he’d go looking? Mercy has already been there so he has to know where Jay lives. He knew which dorm was his somehow AND broke in without notice. He is a seasoned criminal that knows how to leave no traces. I don’t want any of that mess near HoJay’s home. They’d be collateral damage for sure. We’re talking about a guy that set up his own blood with no remorse or second thought and faked his death successfully. He does not care about them and I’m sure he packs heat everywhere he goes. It’s looking real grim but in the words of Kenji, I could be wrong…idk.

You know what time it is sis...

"It gives him something to do" - Let's unpack.

He doesn't really have shit else to do right? Right. He escaped from prison, he escaped death, so now he's just laying low with no one to rob, set up or traumatize. Except for... Mercy. Mercy is his "something to do" given the fact that he's a psychopath. He literally needs something to fuck with, or someone to fuck up. He can't feel anything emotionally (which is why he won't/can't say he loves her) so why not have a little fun by tormenting a woman you love to fuck?

"how hard would it be for Bishop to leave and get somebody else?"

One thing about Kingpins, they value loyalty. The root word is King so loyal subjects matter. Mercy is a very easy, subserviant and loyal person in his life so, while he doesn't need her and could make someone else bow down to him, look at her... she's attractive, he's paid for some pretty badass curves and she's loyal... he knows the value in that.

Also, when you've been in prison for 3 decades, you deffo have some spidey senses, especially when you're sleep. he's probably a super light sleeper with an itchy trigger finger (in the figurative sense).

So about knowing where folks are... since the scene is over I can say that in my head, he pretended to be Jay's stepfather, called the school and found out which dorm. Or maybe he lied and told Mercy he would pick up Jays laundry and needed to know the room... remember, Mercy would give anything for Bishop to at least pretend to give a fuck about her son. So, unless she slips up, currently Bishop doesn't know where Jay lives. I mean... currently

So yes, the possibilities of death, destruction and armaggedon are very real as long as Bishop is somehow involved in their lives.

The real question I have is why would he ask her to marry him if he doesn't feel love? What is the motivation there? He doesn't need a ring to control her, he was doing fine without it. Maybe for the same reason he bought the piano?

Can't call it.... but he is certainly an interesting character.

#story stuff #breaking down bishop #for the one time

[vigilskeep]

Why & how did minerva come to betray alistair? What was her thinking behind it?

oh i mean in the sense that she spares loghain at the landsmeet! i guess it’s up for debate if that is a betrayal and minerva would certainly argue it wasn’t (no matter any second thoughts she will not admit to having). but alistair takes it as a betrayal and it uhhh serves as one narratively if that makes any sense. betrayal is a heavily repeated theme in dao esp w mage origin included, so i’m having all that kind of build up to this choice. to briefly summarise a complicated moment, minerva jumps at the chance to spare loghain because she’s characteristically very concerned with reputation/how all this will go down in history. she hates what the guy has done, but for her, that’s beside the point. she’s too pragmatic to truly see the purpose of revenge and has absolutely no desire to be remembered as the elven mage who killed the hero of river dane. she’s been worried about that the whole time with the civil war and suddenly there’s this shining opportunity to, idk, have her cake and eat it too! great! an excellent compromise to bring ferelden together! she could never have refused

alistair’s refusal to accept the decision completely takes her by surprise. she’s good with people but she often misses motivations going on under the surface, and she had no real idea how set he was on revenge. even if she had understood that, she’s never failed to persuade him of anything before. he’s literally here to take a crown and wife he never wanted because she convinced him both were the right thing to do. of course she knew he would hate to see loghain spared, but she never even imagined there were possible circumstances under which he would go as far as to abandon her to end the blight alone, let alone that it would be for this. she feels pretty betrayed herself, i suppose that’s a matter of perspective. from her side, the fact is that the world is under threat, ferelden is under threat, and he walks. and he thinks she’s the one who betrayed the honour and purpose of the grey wardens?

ironically his response couldn’t be better designed to lock her decision in. minerva chronically can’t take criticism, which goes double for being in front of the whole landsmeet, and the ‘grey warden honour’ argument infuriates her when he knows full well what kind of magic she’s had to turn to. what’s him having to spare one man’s life compared to what she’s had to sacrifice already? the grey wardens don’t fight for honour, they fight to win, no matter the moral scruples, no matter the recruits they have to take! this is what duncan would have done! and minerva’s never had even the remotest possibility of justice being done to anyone who’s hurt her or the people she cared about, so frankly alistair can just cope, like everybody else! to be honest having him turn on her like that in public pulls up a fair bit of the resentment for alistair’s templar background she’d long since made the effort to bury. unfair or not, to her ears, to her defensiveness, in his idealistic perspective on the wardens she can’t help but hear a templar’s commitment to self-righteousness, and she’s no longer the kind of person who can back down when faced with that. this really has nothing to do with alistair’s objections but with the life she’s lived if he goes against her she’s incapable of not seeing it as suddenly templar v mage and reacting accordingly. she’s very defensive of the decision and wouldn’t be capable of admitting fault later, not outside of the privacy of her own head

#minerva surana #to be clear when i start monologuing here its minervas opinions bc the ask is abt her thinking #i dont rlly care to confirm or deny an absolute moral stance of my own on this bc like who cares this is abt Storytelling #im exclusively here to shake minerva and alistair violently and see what happens

[honey-on-your-tongue]

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[slashtakemylife]

OMG REMEMBERING THAT SHE HULK LINE ABOUT STEVE JUST MADE ME THINK HOW THEY KEEP RUINING STEVE'S CHARACTER EVEN FOLLOWING EXACTLY THEIR OWN STORY

So Steve wasn't a virgin right? Lost that V to a girl in the USO tour, right?

So let's go all the way back to Cap 1, why does Steve get no-bitches? Because he's small and skinny, get it, fair, however in that same movie we get him speaking to Peggy Carter for the first time and he says and I quote "Waiting for the right partner" and that is something that endears Peggy to him because it means Steve isn't like other men that just look for women for satisfaction, he wants a partner.

This is something that literally comes to play straight out in the movie when Peggy sees Steve kissing that girl and she mentions how quickly he found that "right partner", she literally spells it out how she now sees Steve like any other soldier that would jump at any chance to getting laid instead of looking for a real emotional attachment something that of course the movie tells us isn't true since it was the girl who kissed Steve and not the other way around and we don't see him flirt or look for women outside of Peggy to the point of carrying her picture.

This thought and their kiss, that he looked like it was his first kiss, is what reinforced the belief that Steve was a virgin because we, like Peggy, believed in him.

Aaaaand that just got bulldozed by that line in She Hulk like literally over 10 years later

That scene in Cap 1 has now become utterly useless because then looking back, by that point in the movie Steve has already lost his virginity and then he has the AUDACITY to look sheepish when he damn well knows he did in fact the moment he got jacked and women ran to him, something we also see in the movie, he immediately found his "right partner" or at least for the night.

Now if you go into White Male Logic that's probably behind this they'd go like, Oh well he just met Peggy Carter so they aren't as close as they'll be later, they just met once, he can have some ass now, he wasn't married or promised to her you know?

Ok fine! Yes, let's buy it, completely yes totally Steve doesn't have to save his V precisely for Peggy or not even until marriage, which btw at that time was encouraged right? Or at least to women so the idea wasn't far fetched and supposedly should've been honored by someone like Steve but ok also men are men, yes yes Steve can be a horny guy, he's allowed to ok? I mean he had just met Peggy Carter a handful of times ok?

Ok but also the ending of his character is how utterly devoted he is to Peggy, someone he's never even being on a date with, to the point of never actually forgetting her and at the end his perfect ending is finally living his dream of being with the woman he loves and never forgot and is so devoted he decided to leave everything behind and "have a life" with the love of his life.

Y'all don't see anything amiss at that? This is so cracked up because Steve is both Not all men while also being, Yes all men

He is so utterly devoted to Peggy to the point of choosing to literally go back in time to live a life with her while also being actually a horn dog and he totally did it with at least a girl because what man would go on tour with that amount of women that would clearly launch themselves at him and just not get laid with at least one? Amairight? We can't call Steve a man unless he at least fucked a USO girl.

You can almost feel the double standard because

Male writer: of course Steve was loyal and faithful to her, he just got a non serious fling somewhere, he's allowed that right?

Me: So it would've been the same say if Peggy also wasn't a virgin right?

Male writer fumes in anger

If Peggy Carter had been known to have another sexual partner before even meeting Steve I'm sure she would've been hated, let alone one when she'd already met Steve, after Steve is alright because clearly she had to move on and we can assume it was her husband. The idea of Peggy Carter remaining virgin til marriage or at least with the man she was to marry isn't far fetched or difficult to believe but the idea of Captain fcking America, Steve Rogers and also Male, only having sex until marriage or at least with the person he loves is something that bugles the writers or even the public at large just shows you how big double standards are and for me that way of thought is what made the writers decide to add that line and to me personally it leaves a bad taste in my mouth because I have loved Steve's character and resolve and I do like him and Peggy a lot, to have him be reduced back to "men are men" after all is just so sickening

It really boils down to "males are allowed" and also toxic masculinity that he had to not be a virgin to literally just prove a point, what point idk, idk what so bad of thinking he was

Now listen, ok I'll just take it, I don't care he fcked, he couldn't fcked all the USO girls and they could've mentioned it on screen back then, I don't care but then don't double down and try and make me believe how Steve is "different" and oh so honorable even in his private life were he is respectful of women specially to the woman he fell for and was so loyal to her that even time and space couldn't keep them away, don't try to pull that shit now

#rant #marvel rant #steve rogers

[pippytmi]

omg I can't believe you're actually working on the To All the Boys I've Loved Before AU for Josie and Isabel! I hope it's going well and something sticks for you! May I ask for a sneak peek?

!!! yes its been SO fun writing it...im aiming for pure comedy in this one so its been such a joy to focus on humor. i dont have enough josie/isabel scenes fully fleshed out (im still picking and choosing the scenarios i want) but can i interest you in one of my favorite PJ & josie scenes:

“A fake letter? At least open it before you jump to conclusions,” PJ scoffs, tearing into the envelope herself. “I'll read it to you. ‘Dear Josie, I think I'm falling in love with you. Ever since you helped me cross that stream blah blah blah I haven't been able to get you out of my head…this is so junior high. Did Isabel write this while she was drunk?”

Josie makes a split-second decision to snatch the letter away. “You know what, let me see that.”

Dear Josie (I don't know your last name),

I think I'm falling in love with you. Ever since you helped me cross that stream and you put your jacket on the rocks so my socks wouldn't get wet, I haven't been able to get you out of my head. You're much more of a gentleman than any of the dumb boys here! I wish you would ask me to be your date to the end of summer bonfire…something about fire and sharing s’mores is so romantic. I had my first kiss around one of these bonfires. Would I be your first kiss? I want to be. I don't want anyone else to kiss you besides me. But every time I look at you, you're never looking back. :( 

You confuse me so much! One second you're letting me wear your beanie because it's cold, and the next you're avoiding me like I have the plague when everyone pairs off for kayaking. The night where Brittany and I got lost in the woods for five minutes, Stella-Rebecca told me you were the first one to notice we were missing. And later, when the kitchen ran out of hot chocolate, you gave me yours. I thought that was proof you liked me, but the next morning I said hi and you just stared at me until we had to keep moving. I can't figure you out, Josie (I Don't Know Your Last Name). You're the most beautiful mystery I've ever encountered and I wish you would give me a chance.

Love, 

Isabel ♡

Josie is quiet for a long moment. “Fuck,” she says out loud. “Isabel used to like me. Fuck!” 

“Seriously?” PJ perks up and yanks the letter back so she can read through its entirety. “You lucky bitch.”

“Camp was ages ago, though,” Josie says dejectedly. “I missed my chance.” She tries to punch the wall with a dramatic flourish and just ends up with stinging knuckles, barely hanging onto her sanity while PJ starts raising Isabel’s letter to the light.

“Who says you missed your chance?” PJ says, either completely unaware of Josie’s pain or ignoring it. “Do you not understand how monumental this is? You’re basically in the pussy already.”

“I hate to break it to you, PJ, but it's been years since everything in this letter happened. Literal years. Isabel probably doesn't even know my name anymore.”

“What, did she get amnesia since she became a cheerleader? Knocked in the head by the sheer force of your bad sense of style?” PJ waves her hand in Josie's general sense of direction (which Josie personally takes great offense to by the way). “You're not seeing the vision. If Isabel wanted you at one point, then she can feel that way again!”

“How?” Josie can't take it anymore. She has to get a bag of frozen peas to ice her poor, bruised hand. “There is nothing I can do to make her remember I exist. Short of, I don't know, faking my death at a homecoming rally or something—”

“I like it,” PJ says. “Or, stockholm syndrome. That's always a great choice.”

“I really don't think so,” Josie says. “Actually.”

“First order of business. We're going to the county fair this weekend,” PJ announces. “The football team will be there, which means Isabel will be there—”

The bag of peas falls to the floor with an unceremonious clunk. “I feel like you're forgetting one super important roadblock in all this,” Josie says. “Her boyfriend.”

#ended up going with the camp idea after all...i liked the imagery of it #anonymous #preguntas

[dispatches-from-the-lorecord]

Whatever happened to Waning Moon!Faba?

[January 13, 2023]

{Haji:}

Part of me likes to think the Voices never recovered [from the Faba battle in Waning Moon] either so when we have bouts of noisemakers and funny music replacement, it's a lingering side effect from when we took a hit to save Devin and it made us a bit more sensitive to these influences. Sometimes it's an outside force (like Meloetta) sometimes it's just the Voices have some level of reality warping and will randomly play music for the current host going "Gee, I'm glad SOMEONE is having fun. Mutter mutter, I was not born a loser, jerks"

{Newbie:}

....this puts the meme clips into an entirely new context

{Trollkitten:}

Ooh. So Faba permanently altered the Voices' perceptions

I don't think the likes of Bill, Fennel, or even Larry have ever gone that far

I love my headcanon that Faba is Ein in disguise and he's been using his job at Aether to cover for continuing his unethical bio-research

{Haji:}

For my lore, S3 Faba is literally the worst. Which is saying something. Especially when we have people like the above.

It's toned down as the generations have passed which is still saying something that I'm sure Ace has gotten an earful from his dad going "Oh if you knew how lucky you have it. MY FATHER..."

But yes the tl;dr timeline for original Faba for me goes

One of Oak's assistants with Ceth in Channel

Ein in Colosseum, quietly steps out when things go awry

Faba in Sun, still manipulating Lusamine as a dear old friend (and probably helped raise her when he worked for her father)

Hijacks things a bit to take the Aether to the "real world" where Nigel can't follow.

Waning Moon events where he's determined no one is going to stop them this time with Quips getting "killed" (he didn't know the kid survived) and laying multiple other traps for the new kid all while getting an indepth study on the Voices during his travels.

Not as upset as he pretends when this fails, he's been forming contacts in Unova for a backup plan

Helps Cipher take over Unova seemingly disappears during the 30way War of Randomized White 2. Likely killed but hard to say who or what got him during the chaos

He may be gone but his family still thrives in the shadows.

{Trollkitten:}

I mean, I'm not sure what got him but he almost certainly deserved it

This being RW2 it could have been any number of things -- heck, he's mostly lived in warmer climates, he could've just frozen solid when the whole Kyurem thing happened and is now an icicle

Good riddance

[Editor’s note: The conversation split in two after this point. Both threads were ongoing simultaneously, but I’ve picked them apart for easier reading.]

[Thread 1, Kahuna Moon:]

{Newbie:}

...if he's cryogenically frozen is there a chance he could thaw :Kappa:

{Trollkitten:}

Realistically? We haven't hit that level of technology yet. In the world of the Voices? If they could do it for the Type: Null then maybe they could do it for a human

Would they do it for this human?

That depends on whom 'they' are

{Newbie:}

...

...fuck i have a plot bunny now

maybe if i stand perfectly still it won't see me and it will leave me alone

ok uhhhh remember when i rambled about Kahuna Moon and her deleted universe and her plan to try and strongarm the Voices into restoring it, failing when Gigi beats her, and then her decision to blackmail them by basically causing as much chaos as possible until they fold?

...well

you asked who would thaw him out

{Trollkitten:}

GAH

{TheNewbie:}

it's the first place my mind jumped to :RaccAttack:

{Haji:}

With TK's earlier statement, now I just laugh at the image of Kahuna Moon gloating to some of her followers how she's about to awaken a great evil that's going to help them reign chaos on those who oppose them and then it's just a body. Sorry, hon, he wasn't cryogenically preserved, just... Preserved. But hey! Maybe he's got some damp notes she can use

{Newbie:}

even that seems cause for concern

{Haji:}

Very XD

[Thread 2, Fennel:]

{Haji:}

A distinct possibility. It's also possible the Dream Mist got to him since my personal explanation for several things in the RW2 crisis was Unova was slowly sinking into The Void. Some people get possessed by Voices, others by Glitches, some just get outright physically warped (like in the Darkrai movie) due to perceptions and nightmare fuel....

{Trollkitten:}

...so Fennel sidles up to him reaaaaaal casually with a knife and goes 'who's gonna miss him anyway?'

{Haji:}

It could very well be that and NO ONE WOULD BLAME HER THIS TIME

{Trollkitten:}

She knows that, and she's pretty smug about it

"Will I get caught? Almost certainly. Will I get away with it? Let's be honest Faba; by this point I'm doing the world a favor."

"I'm going to enjoy your screams."

"And possibly foghorns."

"BibleThump."

{Haji:}

The only one she might have to worry about after that point is Grimsley since it seems he may have finally gone crazy. Will he be upset about Faba? Nah. But she still needs to watch her back

{Trollkitten:}

Yeah, Grimsley has definitely got his eye on Fennel.

Meanwhile, Cress would be rather miffed about Fennel doing the whole murder thing again, but there's always the question of 'is this worth bringing up knowing full well what Fennel has done before and could do again'

{Haji:}

which reminds me, there's still a bit of a mystery with the RR as to where Aalija came from. Is he actually Grimsley's kid? Would that make him part Outsider or whole since Grimsley is a weird case himself after being "cursed"?

{Trollkitten:}

Like, at this point Fennel is that one dog that keeps tearing up the furniture and going through the trash and everyone puts up with her because she's absorbed so much Voice and Glitch energy that she is effectively immortal and nobody can ever really get rid of her so the best they can do is to try to keep her from wrecking shit

{Haji:}

I don't doubt that. Though I laugh to imagine her saying okay... But it's just this one. The dude needed to be stopped and for how much shadow shit he's dealt with, he might be a corrupted human and could only taken out by one like herself. :Fufun:

{Trollkitten:}

Yeah

Cress: Your logic is reasonable but you certainly don't have to enjoy it

Fennel: Now, what sort of a supervillain would I be if I didn't?

Cress: You could always try not being a supervillain.

Really, Zetsu's original ending for Fennel had her sealing herself away on the glitch abomination side of reality, but we all know that the Outsiders didn't stay on the outside again for long and neither did Fennel, so it makes sense she'd show up again

#twitch plays pokemon #tpp #lorecord archive #waning moon run #pokemon channel run #randomized white 2 run #colosseum run #sun run #faba #ein #kahuna moon #fennel #cress #zetsuverse #faba is ein #loremaker haji #loremaker trollkitten #loremaker newbie

[november-scorpio]

006 - Interview with a Lover (Part II)

After reading the first interview, another previous partner was interested in discussing our situation in depth in the name of sex positivity and openness.

I don’t even know how to start this, so I’m just gonna jump in with an anecdote about when I knew you were a freak.

Hahaha, please do!

So we had already hooked up a few times. And I remember I was coming to see you one day. I was at the gym. I sent a selfie and said something like “Can’t wait for tonight,” and you were like “Why wait? Come over now.” And I was like “Uh, I’m at the gym dude. I’m all sweaty.” And you were like “That’s why I want you here now.” And it was hot, but also scary? Because I had never done that before…

Hahaha I remember that! Good times. You were like, “Are you absolutely sure about this?”

Yeah! I mean, there’s a difference between like, fresh sweat, when I’m still glistening and the smell hasn’t really kicked in yet…and, you know, an hour afterwards driving to your place, when everything has had a chance to dry…and funk up my clothes, and get swampy…

True. But that’s when it’s the best! The stronger the smell the better.

I remember walking through the door, and you closed it behind me immediately, pushed me up against it, spun me around, pulled my pants down…

And buried my face in your ass.

And buried your face in my sweaty ass!

Like I said, good times.

That’s when I was like, “Alright, this dude is a freak.”

People are always surprised at that.

Because you don’t project it. I don’t know if you purposely keep it hidden or what. But it’s always the quiet ones I guess right?

Ha, well I mean, it’s not like I can bury my face in your ass in public, you know? It’s not like I can showcase my freakiness in public with women looking on like “Oh wow, that guy’s freaky.” It’s not until we’re actually intimate that it comes out.

Well, either way it’s hot.

I remember I hooked up with this one chick. Afterwards we’re just laying in bed and she said something like “Damn you were hungry for that haha.” I was like, “You think so?,” she was like “Umm, dude, you were growling. Yes I think so.”

You were hungry for pussy. Grrr. Nom nom nom.

Hahaha I mean, yeah. Well, I go through dry spells here and there so in some instances yes I’m quite literally hungry for pussy. But either way, what’s sex without passion and intensity? You need the growling and the grunting and the biting and the spanking.

So I know you’ve talked about being both dominant and submissive depending on the mood, but would you say you’re more dominant just as like a default?

In bed? My entire energy just feeds off the woman. Whatever side of me she wants, she’s getting. I just feel like most women enjoy being submissive, so I have no choice but to be dominant more often than not. Because that’s what she wants me to be. Outside the bedroom? I don’t really feel a need to be any one thing. No labels. I just live my life and whoever’s into me is into me, and whoever’s not is not. I don’t change who I am as a person for anyone. But in bed, I’m a chameleon.

Love that. So back to this smell thing, which I know you’ve talked about more than a few times…what do you think is the psychology behind that?

Well, it’s primal, for starters. I don’t think sex should be this super clean, organized, scheduled thing. Like “Oh you want to have sex? Let me take a shower first.” It’s animalistic, and it’s in the heat of the moment. So that’s part of it. I hate how insecure some women are made to feel about their scent, so part of it is me wanting to ease their concerns and make them more comfortable and confident in bed. Part of it is me genuinely loving the smell of unwashed pussy, and part of it is this idea of her marking her man. Pheromones are a real thing. I love this idea of a woman putting her scent on me - my face, my fingers, my cock - and essentially saying “He’s mine.” Putting her pheromones all over me to mark what’s hers. And there’s a balance to that. A lot of women want to feel “taken,” right? They want a man to do things to her in the heat of the moment that shows how much he craves her body. When I’m fucking her - in that moment - her pussy is mine. I’m inside of her. There’s nothing more intimate than literally being inside of someone. So on one hand, she’s mine, but at the same time, I’m hers, because now her smell is on my cock. So it’s not just me “taking” her. She’s taking me too.

Okay wow hahaha. Like I said - freak. I don’t even know if there’s anything more to say after that. Whew.

Hahaha. Like you said - it’s always the quiet ones.

[sshbpodcast]

Sending off Kes with our tops & bottoms from S3 of Voyager

by Ames

You’ll remember that we here at A Star to Steer Her By found season 2 of Star Trek: Voyager to be a little whiplashy. Well, welcome to the Nekrit Expanse, kids! Simultaneously home to some of the best and worst of the series yet! People don’t talk about the early seasons as much because a lot of people skip to season 4 when Seven of Nine gets introduced, and really that’s kind of a shame because it means they miss Jennifer Lien’s chance to shine as Kes… at least when the writers remembered to do anything with her character in the first place.

You’ll see the least amount of overlap we’ve had in our lists in a while now! That’s how inconsistent this season was. But don’t despair: your fine hosts are here to walk you through the good and bad of this season. Read on below for our much anticipated tops and bottoms lists, and/or listen along in our season wrap discussion on this week’s podcast episode (season wrap starts at 1:08:05), where you can hear the bonus picks from guest star James Rossi!

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Top Three Episodes

Let’s kick it off, as is my prerogative, with the good stuff, in which you’ll mostly see a lot of examples of some really superb acting from our stars and guests. But first, the fluffy fun stuff…

“False Profits”: Chris If you were betting on Chris picking a Ferengi episode in his tops list, as is his wont, then here’s your prize: a copy of the Rules of Acquisition (cheapest binding possible). It’s always a fun time when these frogmen are involved, a lot of the jokes land exceptionally well, and Neelix gets to play dress up! If you’re looking for a romp of an episode once in a while, this one scratches that itch.

“Rise”: Chris Dark horse candidates for top episodes can make us feel even better than some of the more mainstream fan favorites because it’s more of a surprise. They come out of nowhere and leave us feeling pretty positive. There’s a lot to like about “Rise”, from the poignant Neelix-Tuvok discourse, to the genuinely fascinating idea of an orbital tether, and even to watching Sklar fall to his death like a cartoon figure.

“Real Life”: Caitlin If you were expecting an episode that starts off as a campy 50s sitcom to have you weeping by the end, then you’re probably familiar with “Real Life.” The Doctor gets a taste of what it’s like to live as an actual person, with baggage and family drama and a constantly messy house and everything, and it’s not what he was expecting. It was something much more familiar, nuanced, and dare I say, real?

“Before and After”: Ames, Jake We will always applaud a time travel story that does something new and refreshing while also making literally any sense at all. Jumping backwards in time to solve a riddle by adding information you got from the future is such a smart idea that was executed incredibly well. And many accolades to Jennifer Lien. These kinds of episodes leave us wishing the show had given us more Kes before her impending exit.

“Distant Origin”: Ames, Caitlin, Jake When you hear there’s an episode about dinosaurs in space, you roll your eyes a little. But "Distant Origin” treats the subject with such seriousness that it sucks you in. The parallels to Galileo make it something any science lover can parse, the anti-science rulings are so relatable, Chakotay is on point for a change, and the acting from Henry Woronicz as Gegen is perfectly lovely. It’s so good that you forget about the whole weird dino thing.

“Remember”: Ames, Caitlin, Chris, Jake Damn, when you let Roxann Dawson stretch her legs a little bit, she really impresses! We were spellbound by watching her live out the life of an Enaran woman growing up during a terrible genocide. Like in “The Inner Light,” the concept of experiencing the culture and history of another race in order to better understand them was thought provoking and topical, and Dawson absolutely delivers!

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Bottom Three Episodes

The bad list is much more varied because this season was just all over the place. Let us count the ways in which we were infuriated this season.

“Warlord”: Jake Unlike in “Remember” where we were captivated by Dawson’s performance, we’re left wishing we saw something else from Jennifer Lien being possessed by a tyrant. While she did very well with the material, we saw a lot of missed opportunities for Kes to get to be an active part of her being saved, which is a shame. Also, the politics fell pretty flat and we’re introduced to the tiresome Paxau Resort.

“Macrocosm”: Chris Even if you excuse the poorly aged CGI (and good luck trying), this episode just feels like a cheap knock off of Alien. Or maybe Aliens. Discuss among yourselves. Janeway pulls off the Ripley character type well, but it was like she forgot how to be Janeway at the same time. We’ve seen this kind of story pulled off in other episodes better, with strategy taking precedence over action, which seems more right.

“Favorite Son”: Caitlin We’ve tread this ground before in all-female societies that turn out to be a bunch of bitches. Is it sexist or just lazy storytelling? Perhaps a bit of both. This episode is mostly a tired repeat of episodes like “Angel One,” “The Lorelei Signal,” and maybe “Spock’s Brain” a little, and we tuned out pretty fast. They should have gone with their initial impulse and just let Harry be an alien from now on. That’d be more original.

“Darkling”: Jake Back in the day, Jake had a lot of negative things to say about how “The Enemy Within” gets The Strange Case of Doctor Jekyll and Mister Hyde quite wrong, and we see the same kind of response from him on viewing “Darkling.” The Doctor is much more literally turned into Mr. Hyde and it’s just kind of goofily written, fairly patronizing to Kes, and wraps up so easily that you could blink and miss the literal climax.

“Coda”: Ames We move on from Jekyll and Hyde to Frankenstein in our classic literature section of the blogpost because “Coda” just feels like it was stitched together from the cadavers of scripts that died on the writing table. The whole thing feels like it doesn’t quite fit and all the seams are still showing. Finally at the end, we get a cop-out ending about aliens pretending to be your ghost dad and Contact did it way better.

“Scorpion, Part I”: Caitlin Though a fan favorite for many Voyager fans because it reintroduces the Borg and sets the stage for a much beloved character to join the cast next season, defanging our favorite techno-goth adversaries so quickly may be poor service to what should be an extremely powerful race. They went from being an insurmountable threat to a domesticated cyberpuppy all in one fell swoop.

“Blood Fever”: Ames, Chris I’m actually surprised this one wasn’t unanimous because it is just so appalling how much sexual assault gets swept under the rug for the sake of story. The more you think about pon farr, the grosser it gets because it removes the potential partner’s ability to consent, and that was problematic even before the Me Too movement. Vulcans, be more logical about all of this please. Logic is way sexier.

“Sacred Ground”: Ames, Caitlin, Chris, Jake The episode that did end up being unanimously bad was this messy confrontation between faith and science that ended up just feeling as repetitive, meandering, and pointless as Janeway’s spiritual quest did. It’s still unclear what the point of it was supposed to be because nothing paid off and the whole thing felt like filler. Take this from a podcast full of atheists: blind faith isn’t going to do it for us.

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So long, Kes, and thanks for all the times the writers remembered there was a lot special about you to write about! We’re still here though and haven’t transcended to some new plane, so keep following along with us as we welcome a new crewmate on the Voyager over on SoundCloud or your favorite podcast app, hail us on Facebook and Twitter, and stop sexually assaulting your coworkers, Vorik!

#star trek #star trek voyager #voyager #podcast #star trek podcast #top three #bottom three #false profits #rise #real life #before and after #distant origin #remember #warlord #macrocosm #favorite son #darkling #coda #scorpion #blood fever #sacred ground

[embershroud108]

How Vi Changed

I’ve seen a number of people talk about they don’t understand Jinx’s line to Vi: “You’ve changed too.” Some comments note how this doesn’t seem to make sense because Vi *seems* like the most static character in the show.

I completely understand the confusion, because on the surface that’s true, adult Vi definitely does act very much the same as teen Vi. She’s brash, courageous, hot-headed etc. Her surface attitude and personality are basically the same. People have noted that it’s almost like Vi went into stasis when she went to prison and she remained the same while the rest of the world outside completely changed. This is especially true when you compare her to her sister, because Jinx of acts 2 and 3 is an almost completely different person from Powder in act 1, so much so that it practically slaps you in the face. However, Vi has we might say *subconsciously* changed in a way that’s not immediately obvious but is almost as radical as the changes in Jinx (in some ways perhaps more so).

Vi in act 1 is extremely rebellious against the class structure of Piltover. We’re shown multiple times how resentful she is against the enforcers and the topsiders in general for living it up in the sun while the undercity inhabitants scramble for scraps. Episode one starts with her going on a dangerous, risky mission to score from a pretty difficult mark just for a chance to strike in the very heart of Piltover. By episode 2 she’s ready to go to war over harassment from the enforcers. Powder of course is intensely aware of all of this, and this is how Jinx remembers Vi. 

Now think about Vi in acts 2 and 3. Does she show any of that revolutionary spirit? No, quite the opposite. She still despises enforcers and Piltover’s upper class as her first interactions with Caitlyn make clear (although this too significantly softens the longer she spends with Caitlyn), but at no point does she show any inclination to go to war against the class structure. In fact in her famous rain breakup scene with Caitlyn she very obviously (bitterly) accepts it as an immutable reality.

In fact, she accepts it so much that at the first opportunity she throws her lot in with a Piltover noble (Jayce) and the enforcers for a shot at revenge against undercity criminals and coldly justifies the collateral death of a child in the process. Can you possibly imagine act 1 Vi doing something like that?? Of course not. 

Now there’s a couple of reasons for this shift. First of all, for Vi, Silco’s criminal empire, not the class structure, not the enforcers, are her main enemy now because of what happened That Night, because Silco and his goons are primarily responsible for her losing her (second) family.

But there’s also Vi’s experience in prison to consider. If you read her Council Archives files you can see a subtle but extremely significant shift in her character over the course of the 7 or so years she was at Stillwater.  The first violent incident she initiates is against a guard, where she attacks and strangles him with her handcuffs. The file says that she was so violent “that additional staff arrived on the scene and subdued the prisoner” which means, essentially, that a bunch of guards jumped her and beat the shit out of her. We know of course from episode 5 that the guards beat her regularly.  After that initial report, there is no other record of her attacking guards. All the other violent incidents reported in her files are against fellow prisoners, when she attacks, beats up, and interrogates Silco’s associates (or inmates she believes are associated with Silco). Interestingly the files also mention that when guards arrived on the scene to intervene one time when she was fighting other prisoners, Vi let herself be led away without incident. So what can we surmise from this? It’s simple; the enforcers, on some level, broke her. They pounded it (literally) into her head that fighting against the power structure is futile. She of course still hates that structure with all her heart, but she gave up trying to fight against it. So what does she do? She fights with the power structure instead. She turns her anger and violence against her fellow prisoners because hey, that’s a fight she can win. 

In short, Vi was “institutionalized” 

(tip of my hat to my favorite prison movie, The Shawshank Redemption)

This same psychology is still entrenched once Vi gets out of Stillwater. Basically the same power structure is in place in the city at large, it’s just a bigger prison, with the topsiders as the guards and the undercity the prison. So yeah, sure, the enforcers and topsiders still suck. But fighting them is pointless. Vander basically told her that point blank in the last real conversation they had together.

But Silco and his goons? They can, and should, be beaten. 

This is actually a complete inversion of act 1 Vi’s psychology.

Jinx on the other hand has had the exact opposite experience. Her experience with enforcers over the past 7 years (or however long) has been seeing Marcus, the Sheriff of Piltover himself, come to Silco hat in hand every week and take his marching orders in exchange for some coin. And the enforcers have gradually lost their foothold in the undercity as Silco became more and more powerful to the point that, to Jinx, the enforcers probably seem pathetically weak. Also, as a bomb maker instead of a fist fighter, Jinx can absolutely win in a fight against enforcers in a way Vi never could, which she shows when she almost lazily wipes out an entire heavily armed enforcer checkpoint like she’s stomping on an anthill. 

So when Vi comes back to the undercity working with enforcers (and even falling in love with one ffs!!), smashing up a shimmer factory, and even basically destroying The Last Drop, her old home, Jinx sees (correctly) that Vi has changed, perhaps as much as she has. Perhaps even more so. This is very important to keep in mind as we go forward into season 2, because Jinx is not the only one in the middle of a Corruption Arc. Vi absolutely is too, it’s just more subtle and insidious as she becomes a tool of a corrupt and oppressive power system.

#jinx might be a monster but at least she kept the revolutionary spirit #she didn't get coopted and in some sense neutered like vi did #which is why jinx is my favorite and vi is second #again no hate towards vi though because i still absolutely understand where she's coming from #in her position i would probably have made the same choice #arcane #spoilers #analysis #long post

[iwadori]

When they neglect you for another girl Part 4 (Sakusa)

Part One Part Two Part Three Part Four Part Five

Word Count: 2.6K

Genre: Angst to Fluff

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AN: YES I DID PUT MYSELF IN THIS STORY! SUE ME. This is basically inspired by a random conversation i had w the great @teesumu, so this is basically for you doll <3

Sakusa:

You and Sakusa have been together for a around 10 years and love eachother immensly.    

However recently Sakusa has been busy and you havent really had much time together lately as he claims been busy doing loads of visits with his new agent.

But of course, being the loving partner you are you wanted to revive the spark in your relationship.

You have been seeing a lot of people on social media posting their aesthetic ‘picnic dates,’ and you knew that this was something that appealed to you before it was ‘on trend.’ Kiyoomi immediately came to your mind once you had the idea of going on a date. You knew that you haven’t be around each other lately, as Kiyoomi always had either a ‘meeting’ or some sort of ‘interview’ that his new agent “Empress” has set up for him.

You didn’t really know Empress that well, just that she was ‘good at her job,’ a ‘hard and dilligent worker,’ and a ‘raging hottie’ with Atsumu’s opinion being the last one. You weren’t suspecting her to have any malicious intent towards you or Kiyoomi, since you knew that he had a great judge of character. But it was just odd, that every time Kiyoomi was running late or having ‘super-secret’ conversations on the phone it was always because ‘my agent set up this,’ ‘my agent set up that,’ and that’s what left you a bit wary.

As you were scrolling through your phone you see a calendar updating saying : Next Week‘ A DECADE AGO WE FELL IN LOVE.’  

10 years. How could you forget? You and Omi have literally been together for a decade. You think back to the decade of madness and love you’ve been through together, smiling fondly to yourself but then you think about where you are now... barely even talking to each other, only mainly seeing him when he comes home from work.

You need to fix this. Or at least make an attempt to get you and Kiyoomi talking again. So, the only thing you can do, is plan that picnic.

You spent the rest of the day planning your anniversary picnic. ’It’s going to be great,’ you think to yourself, you have a list of all Omi’s favorite foods you're going to make him and bring and you are probably going to pick up a few board games and maybe even get some paint supplies. You and Kiyoomi used to paint a lot together, with the two of you not being the best of painters, but you enjoyed eachothers company non the less.  

Everything was sorted...for the most part. All you needed to do was get Omi there, and it’ll all be okay. Right? As you were bubbling and looking for more picnic inspo, you hear your front door open which made you even more excited to tell your boyfriend your plans.  

As you rush to go greet him, you see he’s on the phone making you roll your eyes. “No Empress it won’t work, we need this sorted by next week. Okay? Next week.” he says in an agitated way. He hangs up the phone and sighs, shoving off his duffel bag.

“Hey Omi, how was your day?” you say a bit hesitant, noticing his annoyed mood.  

“Fine” He said dismissively, aiming to walk past you aiming for your bedroom.

“Oh well I have something amazing planned for ne-” you try to say following after him.

“Can we not do this right now Y/N,” he says again turning too look at you making you frown a bit, all you wanted to do is surprise him with your plans and have a day out with him. After noticing your sad look he finishes with “it’s just that Empress she’s bee-”

“I don’t want to hear about her.” you say bitterly folding your arms, Empress is the last person you want to hear about right now “God Omi can’t you just care about me? For once.”

“I do I-”

“You don’t anymore,” you say, with all the emotions and feelings you’ve been just supressing from a while coming up. You don’t even know how you got from point A to B with this conversation, but there's no stopping now. “I feel that, for a while now we haven’t been how we were before when we were just Y/N and Kiyoomi. Instead of how we are now. Just Y/N. Then Kiyoomi and Empress.”

After hearing his agents name, Kiyoomi’s name contorts to confusion “Empress? What does she have to do with anything?”

“How can you not see? For the past month all it’s been is ‘Empress this’ ‘Empress that,’” you complain “Having your super secret conversations with her, like god Kiyoomi can’t you see a problem with this?”  

“It’s not like that Y/N, we’re just work partners” he says looking a bit annoyed “Just business.”

 “Just business? So Kiyoomi, what were you talking about on the phone earlier” you say with your voice slight accusingly.

“Umm I, I can’t really say?” he says more of a question then a fully assured statement. You squint your eyes at him and scoff.

“What is going on with you Omi?” you say “are you cheating on me with her is that it?”

“No, no of course not Y/N! How could you even ask that?” he frowned at your question making your chest hurt, since deep down you knew he could never do that to you. Could he?

“Well tell me then, what were you talking about?” you ask again.

“I can’t say..” he finishes  

“Well I can’t stay.” you say and his face goes back to confusion “Here. With you.”

“What do you mean Y/-”

“I need a break or something. I just can’t be here right now.” You start to rush and pack a big of things whilst Kiyoomi just stands there.

After you pack up your stuff, you look back and see Kiyoomi just there. Standing. You were upset, you kind of wanted him to rush after you and beg you not to leave, but he was just there. Standing. So you put the hand on the door and just before you leave you turn back and say “bye Sakusa, see you later?” to which you see him slightly nod at.

When the door shut, Kiyoomi starts to cry. After hearing you call him by his last name really twisted the knife that was already in his heart. You haven’t called him that since you were like 15. He knew what you wanted; he knew you wanted him to rush towards you and beg you not to leave, but he didn’t. He couldn’t. But what he could do is call the one person he only could call.

After a few rings, he hears “What do you need Saku?”  

“She’s gone, she left.”

“What do you mean she’s gone, did you tell her?”  

“No I didn’t tell her. And that’s the problem, Empress she think-”

“Saku, don’t worry about it. I’ll handle it.”

“You’ll handle it?”

“Don’t I always?”

He couldn’t argue with that, he just had to trust that Empress could sort it. “And also, don’t spend the week with your head up your ass crying, you’ve got a lot of grovelling to do kiddo.”

He nodded even though she couldn’t see him, as he knew that what just went down needed to be resolved, fast.

Meanwhile, on your end. You’re a mess. Sobbing all the time, tissues are your best friend, you’ve been waiting just waiting for a message or a call, or some form of communication. You just wanted to feel wanted by your boyfriend (can you even call him that now.)  

You spent the rest of the week at your parents, immersing yourself in your work and doing ‘self care’ things, trying to forget all about the argument you and Kiyoomi had.  

One day, you receive a letter, it wasn’t delivered by a mail man though. It was slid under your door, in a golden envelope sealed with a red hot wax seal. It read:

‘Dear Y/N,

My sweetheart, im sorry for how the week has been and I know a letter with only a fraction of how I feel won’t make up for how I acted that day. But im inviting you to join me at the Gardenia Botanical Gardens at 2 pm tommorow, to celebrate our 10 year anniversary.  

I know there is a big chance, you may not want to see me and I understand but please. I love you, so so much, that words can’t even describe. But I need you to see me apologise and I need to make it up to you.  

I hope to see you there, I’d wait the whole day for you. If you don’t show, I understand.

Sincerely, Sakusa Kiyoomi

P.S The theme is ‘summer hot day, tea with the queen’ - Atsumu’

You smile at the letter, but wonder if you should actually go or not. You did want to see him of course and get this all resolved, but you had your own plans for your anniversary which wouldn’t of been spoiled if he didn’t withhold his super-secret phone calls.

It took you hours to contemplate on what to do, but you decided to just sleep on it and see how you feel tomorrow. In the morning, you knew what you wanted to do. Of course, you had to go, at least to hear him out and see if he really did cheat on you or not. For all you know he’s inviting you to tell you that he’s going to run away with his agent and his secret kids they had together. You shook the negative thoughts from your head and just repeated your mantra ‘hope for the best and prepare for the worst.’

When you got there, you didn’t exactly know where he would be but he said ‘botanical gardens’ so of course you decided to just wander around there. It was nice walking around and just smelling the roses, and seeing the pretty scenery.  

“Excuse me ma’am,” you hear someone say tugging on your leg “um that mister over there told me to give you these.” Looking down, you see a small boy who looked about the age of four with a crumpled up bunch of roses handing them to you.

“Oh thank you,” you say giving the kid a head pat “where is this ‘mister’ might I ask?”

“He’s over there!” The kid pointed behind him and you look to see Kiyoomi sitting under a white gazebo which is surrounded in your favorite flowers and the table is filled with food.

You walk over to your ‘boyfriend,’ with him not noticing your present yet. When you reach him you say “I think she stood you up buddy,” you joke making him jump abit startled.

“Y/N!” he exclaimed, instantly beaming “You came you made it!” he stood up and pulled you into a hug, which you return before you remember why you came here in the first place.

“Oh I-” he says awkwardly

You decide to sit down pulling him down with you. You kind of sit there in uncomfortable silence, for a while until you both say.

“So I-”

“What are yo-”

You both laughed at your simultaneous comments, before Kiyoomi looks at you letting you speak. “What did you want to bring me here for?”

“I didn’t want, what happened last week to happen Y/N I-” he says looking a bit panicked “It wasn’t supposed to go this way.”

“Then how was it meant to go Sakusa.”

“Y/N, please don’t call me that, I know I made you upset but pleas-” he starts before getting distracted again “Y/N, I called you here to say a few things..”

“Them being.?” you ask a bit impatiently.

“I love you. I love you so much, you don’t even understand. Ever since I saw you at my volleyball game in our first year, in the stands just cheering us on. I knew that from that day, after I scored the winning point and our eyes met, that we were destined to be together. I just love you so much Y/N”

“Omi I don’t understand I-”

“Just let me finish please, It’s taken a while for me to say this. And trust me, there’s been so many times when I wanted to just say ‘hey Y/N let’s get married,’ but I couldn’t I was scared, and I wanted it to be perfect, so perfect. Because you deserve the world Y/N. That’s why I got Empress to help, I know that our conversations may seem odd, but I love you and she knows that she just wanted to help trust me. And she did, all this wouldn’t of been done if it wasn’t for her. But anyways Y/N what I waned to say was I love you and I love you and I-” he rambles on loosing track of his words.  

But in the midst of his speech, you hear all that you needed and responded with the only way you can.

“Yes.” you say simply, with a growing smile on your face.

“Yes?” he repeats confused “What do you meann ye- ohhh" Kiyoomi blushes embarrased that after all that he ended up ruining the thought out proposal he wanted to give you with his ramble.

“Im sorry Y/N, I didn’t mean to say it like that I wanted it to be perfect and I-”

You shut him up with a kiss making his eyes widen as he reciprocates it anyways.  

“What did she say?” you hear someone shout from a far, and you look over to see the MSBY Jackals all standing there with shit eating grins on their faces.

“I said yes!” you yell back, to which they all cheer and rush towards you guys giving you both hugs and slapping Kiyoomi on the back.  

As the boys celebrate Omi finnally do what he’s been planning for ages, you get approached by Empress who awkwardly walks up to you. “ I didn’t want to leave the impression that me and Saku were any sort of thing?” she says

“Yeah I think it was definitely a big misunderstanding, it’s just that Omi was never around and whenever he was he was just talking to you and you know how it is.”

“I definitely know, I’d feel the same way if my boyfriend did that to me.”

“Oooh boyfriend?” you ask her feeling nosey on her romantic life.  

“Yeah boyfriend. You know iwaizumi hajime... the trainer?” she says smiling a bit when she said his name.

“The trainer! Nice.”

The rest of the night was fun and was basically an engagement party for you and Omi all you and friends just partying and celebrating yours and Omi’s love for each other. “Omi” you say getting his attention “Happy ten year anniversary babe”

“Happy anniversary, I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you.”

After the party you spend your months now planning for a big fat wedding, with the help of your new found bestie, Empress (who you obviously misjudged from the start.) You and Omi could never be happier, every thing was back to how it was before, maybe even better. And you definitely spent at least two Saturdays a month going out for picnics and it was now a tradition in your relationship, so in the end you did get your ‘aesthetic picnic date.’

AN: WHAT DID U GUYS THINK??

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[ray-ray-writings]

A Dedicated Pig-Technoblade

#3 and 47 from this prompt list! Check out my masterlist here! This is in the DreamSMP Au. I

This is a Technoblade x GN reader! 

So in this AU I am making it so that your cannon lives are shown on your left wrist. And if someone types something in chat or if someone joins the server, it appears as text on your right arm until you dismiss it! If you are confused feel free to ask me any questions!

Part Two! Part Three! Part Four!

Y/N finally meets the one that everyone has been walking on eggshells over.

Y/N’s POV

I will never forget the gasps, murmurs, and then tense silence that followed the notification that everyone received on their right arm. Technoblade had joined the SMP. I didn’t understand why it was such a big deal though. Of course I had heard the stories. The horrors that he had done. The fights he picked and won. The amount of blood that had been shed at his hands had earned him the title of “The Blood God”. But when push comes to shove, he’s just another mortal man.

Everyone was a little freaked out and on edge because of the new addition to the server. I mean, Schlatt had just banished Techno’s family, his two brothers, from the nation that they created and fought for. Everyone knew that family was everything to Techno and if there was one thing Techno would do anything for it was his family. He would literally go to hell and back if it meant that his brothers and his father were safe. 

Finally after a few minutes of everyone holding their breath, I scoffed, rolled my eyes, and went on with my work, cleaning up the election decorations. All eyes turned to me “Y/N” Niki hissed, “Do you not understand what just happened? He could be anywhere” I let out a joyless laugh as I looked at my best friend, “You really think he’s going to come here right away? With nothing on him? With his brothers on the run? You think he’s going to worry about coming here, where it would be a 1 vs…” My eyes scanned the crowd doing a quick mental count, “15 plus? Come on Niki, think with that big brain of yours.” I claimed, a little annoyed, as I took down a banner. 

Niki let out a shaky sigh but nodded and continued helping me. “You’re right,” I chuckled at her response and bumped her shoulder, “You know I always am”. Soon, everyone went back to their own tasks, forgetting the news we all had just received. ‘See Mr. Pig Man Blood God’ I silently thought to myself, ‘You’re not as scary as you may think’. 

*Time skip*

A week and a half had gone by since Technoblade had joined the server and no one had seen him. Like I had predicted, he immediately had searched and met up with his brothers and had stayed clear of the main part of the server. That being said, I should have known that he would rear his pink head at some point…

When I first joined the server, I had made myself a small farm for food. Well of course everyone found out about it and wanted a part of it. So my small farm grew and grew. When Niki built her bakery, she needed a steady supply of well… supplies. Sugar, wheat, eggs, milk, and all that. I had plenty and I was more than happy to give her what she needed in exchange for baked goods. So once a week I would haul boxes of supplies across the SMP from my farm to her bakery. 

Everyone was aware of this and so on these days everyone would stay out of my way. Which is why I was so surprised to slam into someone while carrying a box of eggs to the bakery. 

I let out a huge gasp as the sound of eggs cracking filled my ears as I slammed into someone. The box fell out of my hands as raw egg covered my hands and body. “What the hell!” I cried out, looking up to yell at whoever had just crashed into me. I was momentarily stunned. There in the flesh, right in front of me, stood the Blood God himself, Technoblade. My surprise  didn’t last long as I remembered why I was angry in the first place. 

“What the hell are you doing here? It’s bakery day, sure you didn’t know that, but you should have taken the hint not to be here when you didn’t see anyone walking this part of the Prime path!” I shouted at the pink haired man. Techno’s brown eyes widened as I verbally attacked him. “And now I’m covered in raw egg! This is not pleasant! It’s gross and sticky and cold and I do not enjoy it! You are sooooo lucky I have a change of clothes at the farm and that my chickens laid a lot of extra eggs this week or else you would have had to explain to dear sweet Niki why she wouldn’t be able to open her cute bakery this week.” I hissed out. 

“I’m sorry,” Techno began with a raised eyebrow, “Do you not know who you’re talking to?” He questioned with a deep voice. I let out a loud scoff at the audacity of his question, “Of course I know who you are, Mr. Blood God,” I mocked. “So. You do know who I am and what I am capable of.” I scoffed at his smug words. “I said I did, didn’t I? And frankly I couldn’t care less about you and your reputation. You’re just a guy. A guy that has ruined my day because I now have egg all over me!” I complained, wiping my hands on my pants. 

I reached down and began picking up the box and the eggs and egg shells that had fallen on the ground.“You know, I could kill you with no hesitation?” Techno claimed as he crouched down, moving his face close to mine. “I’ve done it before to many others. They blink and my sword has entered their chest. I’ve probably slaughtered more people than you’ve ever met in your life,” Techno mused, a smug smirk tugging on his lips. 

I looked up from my box with a blank expression on my face, “Am I supposed to be scared of you? Is that supposed to scare me? Make me shake in my boots?” I questioned, my eyebrow raised. Techno’s smirk slowly slipped off his face. He quickly stood up and stared at me in shock, “Didn’t you hear me? I could kill you!” He explained. I rolled my eyes and also stood up. “So could another human. Literally anyone else. So could a fall from a huge height. So could a dedicated chicken. You’re not special.” I stated, turning on my heel and began walking back toward my farm. 

“So you’re really not scared of me?” I heard Techno question as he began to jog to catch up to me. “Haven’t I made that clear? You may have scary stories and legends surrounding you, but when it comes right down to it, you’re a man. Well, part pig, part man, but a man and mortal all the same.” Techno let out a scoff, “Technoblade never dies,” he claimed. “But you could. You have three cannon lives just like the rest of us.” I concluded. 

Techno silently followed me as I moved through the barn, replacing the eggs that had cracked when we collided. After I filled the box once more, I set it down before stepping into the bathroom I had built. “I’ll be right out. Don’t touch anything.” I commanded. Techno gave me a mock salute before looking around the barn once more. I closed the door and quickly cleaned up. I took off my egg covered clothes, washed my hands and body before putting on the clean clothes I kept here. 

I found Techno where I left him. “You ready to go?” I questioned softly. His eyes trailed from my horses back to me as he gently nodded. I made my way back to the boxes before picking the egg box back up. “Is this going to?” Techno asked. I looked over and found him pointing at the last box needing to go to the bakery. “Yeah, but you don’t have to-” I was cut off by Techno picking up the box. “Let’s go” He said walking out the door. I let out a laugh before following him, being sure to close the door behind me. 

The two of us made small talk about anything and everything on our way to the bakery. Techno told me all about Wilbur and Tommy’s constant squabbles and I told him all about everyone’s wariness ever since he joined the server. Techno helped me put everything away, which caused me to be done a lot sooner than I usually get done. The two of us left the bakery and made our way back outside. We began strolling the prime path and subconsciously came to a stop where the two of us met. 

Our conversation died down and the two of us stood there for a moment, just staring at each other. I finally cleared my throat, “Thank you for helping me today. I really appreciate it.” I thanked, running a hand through my hair. Techno mirrored my actions with a shy smile on his face, “No problem. It’s the least I could do.” There was a slight pause before he spoke again, “Hey. Listen. I’m sorry for threatening you earlier. It’s just… Everyone I’ve ever met has been terrified of me and when you weren't… It really threw me for a loop. So… thanks. Thank you for giving me a chance.” I let out a giggle at his vulnerability, “It’s no problem…. Maybe when this is all over and you and your brothers are welcome back into L’Manberg, we could hang out more.” I offered. Techno gave me a soft smile and a gentle nod, “Yeah. I’d like that. A lot.” 

“Techno!” A voice whisper shouted. The two of us jumped at the sudden interruption and turned to look at who had called the pink haired man’s name. It was Wilbur. “There you are! Where have you been?!” He questioned, marching up to the two of us. Techno made a gesture to me. Wilbur’s eyes shifted to me. I gave him a smile and a wave. “Hey Wilbur. It’s great to see you” Wilbur’s eyes softened as he gave me a smile, “Hey Y/N. It’s so good to see you too. We’ve got to go. Techno was supposed to be on a spy mission, but I see he got distracted…” I laughed at his words and nodded. “Something like that,” Techno claimed, rubbing the back of his head a blush. 

“Well it was great to see you Wilbur. Tell Tommy I miss him and that I say to stop trying to decorate with things that aren’t his, yeah?” Wilbur gave me another soft smile and nod, “Will do Y/N. Tell Niki I miss her?” I returned his smile and nod. I then turned to Technoblade and gave him a smile as well, “It was lovely to meet you. I really hope this is over soon so I can show you my weapons collection.” Techno’s eyes lit up and he nodded. “It was amazing to meet you too Y/N. And I would love that. So much.” I giggled at his response and nodded. “I knew you would. Bye guys.” I gave them both one last smile before turning and headed back to my farm. 

As I was leaving I overheard the next part of Techno and Wilbur’s conversation. “So… Y/N huh?” “Shut up.” “Who knows, when this thing is all over maybe you’ll get together and have pink haired, Y/E/C babies… Oh I would be the best uncle and-” “I’ll give you a five second headstart.” “Oh come on Techno-” “Five” “Please” “Four” “Tech-” “Three” “You know it’s-” “Two” “Oh come on” “One” “OH GOD! RUNNING!” 

I let myself look over my shoulder at the two. Sure enough Wilbur was sprinting down the prime path as fast as he could, but Techno was right behind him. “Get over here!” Techno shouted after Wilbur. “NO!” I let myself giggle at the two’s antics. My eyes focused on the two for as long as I could, but soon enough the two were out of my view and my ear shot. Oh I can’t wait until this is all over. 

There you go! I hope you enjoyed! And I hope I did the anon that requested this justice! If you did enjoy, be sure to leave a like! And maybe even a reblog or reply telling me what you liked about it! Until next time!

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