#yami prattles

[yamikittycat]

Thors reaction to other men flirting with you? Or someone almost killing you and he's like ohmygod almost lost me one true love

Holy fuck you guys are quick lol You get both because you're so fast haha

Reactions to other men flirting w/ u

Tbh to me I think Thor is the silent jealous and possessive type.

If you are in one of the mead halls just trying to take a break and you get caught in a group of Einherjar and Thor notices, he will use his size as a main intimidation factor

He will push himself in front of you and stare down at the ones that forgot that you were his

if they try to argue with him, he would grab the closest one, sparks of blue lightening beginning to appear and travel down his arm. He pulls them close

"You're lucky they're here. Or I would have smashed your skull in by now," he growls before slowly placing the Einherjar back down.

He would then pull you tight to his side and lead guide you out into the daylight

If you're almost killed

He absolutely will lose his mind

He was told by the All-Father to not kill the enemy for leverage or some scheme he had brewing

But now, all bets were off

He would annihilate the enemy. It would be a slow painful end.

He would maybe even rip them apart if he was angry enough

He would rush to you and cradle you in his arms, maybe press his ear against your chest to make sure you were still alive

You would caress his cheek and assure him you'll be okay and he would whisk you away to the healers

he won't leave your side until he knows you're okay and you won't leave him

You can't leave him. You're the last thing he has to remember that he's still alive

I hope this lives up to your expectations and I didn't disappoint you haha

#yami prattles #from the askbox #thank you anon #you are wonderful and thank you for the ideas! #thor gow imagine #thor god of war x reader #oof the ending got a little sad there

[inun4ki]

continued from this ask / @killxrofsorcerers

A frightening chill jolted down Kaede's spine and all the color drained from his face, lips fluttering withe very desperate and painful gasp for air. Pupils dilated, throat crushed under the weight of Yami's palm, and a thousand vile memories rushed to the forefront of his mind. The madman howling in his face - Taisho and Kurai's screaming in his ears - His fault, his responsibility, so much blood was spilt and the blame was his to bear. Saliva, blood splattering across his face, dribbling from his mouth. No more air, the only thing drowning out the sound of organs hitting the floor and getting beaten for his inability to act being the furious beating of his heart, blood pounding in his ears.

If...he hadn't known any better, he might've wept - and possibly allowed Yami to punch his face in. But he couldn't allow it.

Yami didn't mean to do this, did he? He was just lashing out - something precious was missing, and he blamed Kaede for its disappearance. Will it always be this way?

...Will it always be his fault?

On reflex, his hands desperately sought the source of his pain, knobby knuckles and burnt fingertips clawing at Yami's fingers and wrist - reminded of the here and now, what was tangible and what was not. He choked on the pressure, soon beginning to flail his legs and push and shove and kick at Yami. He didn't want to fight him, didn't want to hurt him. He couldn't! He wouldn't! But he wasn't going to take this, wasn't going to sit here and allow him to spit on his generosity nor strangle him just because he was lost in his own shit--

Kaede cried out, his voice little more than an agonized sputter, but at last - at last! - he'd fended Yami off, shoving him away just enough for him to put some distance between them. Within seconds, he'd darted across the room, a table and chairs an obstacle between them now, and as Kaede heaved and shuddered in pitiful gasps, he clutched his throat. Old wounds felt the strain, vocal chords threatening to snap, bruises beginning to form on still-puffy scar tissue, faint tears appearing within the cracks. Yet, with a furrowed brow, Kaede lifted his head and glared at Yami from across the table.

"...Fool!" he wheezed pitifully, snarling like an alleycat. He coughed and trembled miserably, but he wouldn't be deterred. He had to speak to Yami's sense of reason, or things would get much worse than this. "How dare you accuse me of such trespass...! Do you think I'm some degenerate who cares and knows nothing of love or loss?! Do think I would betray you-- As if-as if I didn't know! As if I couldn't! As if I'm some petty thief with no morals! I hide myself from you, never my intentions!"

Oh, if only anyone had known.

He viciously guarded the distance between him and Yami, categorizing it as ground in battle to make sense of it, mind working overtime to solve the issue at hand. It wouldn't be so simple as explaining himself - Yami wasn't in a state to accept anything he'd say anyway. Was he to surrender, then? To bow his head and lay himself bare in the hopes it might calm the fury storming within Yami? Would finding his ring soothe him, ease the burden for a time? He couldn't know, not then, but if he could get Yami to calm down long enough...perhaps...

He drew a shaky breath, his expression softening considerably, his weaknesses on display.

"Please, listen to me!" he pleaded, throat burning from use. "I come from a lesser clan that's built its wealth over the centuries. I came with that money to repay you for your help! I would never steal from you!" A new panic took root the longer he prattled, bleeding into every broken word. "I didn't steal it! I didn't know it was there! I came with money I worked for--"

Kaede withdrew, unable to fight against the consuming darkness within Yami's gaze nor the parallels to a time long past - ghosts, all. Trapped, caged between a meager semblance of respect and adherence to principle, all the world around him melting into the oil-slick vomit of his waking nightmares. Fingers shook as they released, flexing instead around the edges of his face, as if he were watching it happen and facing the blame, rage, and hatred of them all over again. Panicked breathing, wheezing, and pleading, all useless it seemed. Ever and always, it must be this way. It was his purpose to be a tool, a receptical, a fate he both earned and inherited, perpetuated by rights.

There was no hope for kinship. No hope for the cycle to be broken. Around and around, until he drew his final breath.

"I would never... I would never--! Stop blaming me! I can't be responsible for your pain, too!"

#死/// A Survivor's Nightmare. #/ i made it worse :D #/ and he's extremely torn on how to feel so he's fumbling the bag #/ find it in yourself yami #violence / #blood / #/ also i got carried away haha

[hanamukes]

[Translation] Symbol I:△ - Ave Mujica

READ IT HERE

Unformatted text dump version under the read more

KANJI

絵画が燃える  騎士(ナイト)が消える

何がほざく  黙らぬ夢に

私はいる  あなたの視界の陰に革命を描くの

this is the way 背筋襲う光 浮き上がる火の竜と

into the realm やがて出逢うわ西の城壁で

焼けてくロザリオ  逆巻く炎  ilala, ilala,

この記憶 孤高の記憶  神の唯一の過ち

人は皆  完全なものを語れないわ

いつの時代(とき)も残酷さが美を創り 世界は悦んで蠢き出す

探しているわ

闇は報い  何が救い

歴史の海に反射する星よ

軋む胸に刻めよ  弔えよ霊を  名もなき英雄を

this is the way 咽せ返る薔薇の楽園に臨めば

into the realm 決まるこの心  いざいま  ゆくだろう

煌めくロザリオ  導く者 ilala, ilala,

この記憶  孤高の記憶  誰も奪えはしないわ

刻は来た  世界が私だけを忘れてく

近づいたの  行き過ぎたの  でもいいわ  すべてを取り戻せるのなら

迎えに来たのね  さあ  私を連れてゆけ

赤く咲き誇る  この哀しい空に

ねえ

焼けてくロザリオ  逆巻く炎  ilala, ilala,

この記憶  孤高の記憶  神の唯一の過ち

人は皆  完全なものを語れないわ

いつの時代(とき)も残酷さが美を創り 世界は悦んで蠢き出す

探しているわ

ROMAJI

Kaiga ga moeru naito ga kieru

Nani ga hozaku damaranu yume ni

Watashi wa iru anata no shikai no kage ni kakumei o egaku no

this is the way sesuji osou hikari ukiagaru hi no ryuu to

into the realm yagate deau wa nishi no jouheki de

Yaketeku rozario sakamaku honoo ilala, ilala,

Kono kioku kokou no kioku kami no yuitsu no ayamachi

Hito wa mina kanzen na mono o katarenai wa

Itsu no toki mo zankoku sa ga bi o tsukuri sekai wa yorokonde ugomekidasu

Sagashiteiru wa

Yami wa mukui nani ga sukui

Rekishi no umi ni hansha suru hoshi yo

Kishimu mune ni kizame yo tomurae yo rei o namonaki eiyuu o

this is the way musekaeru bara no rakuen ni nozomeba

into the realm kimaru kono kokoro iza ima yukudarou

Kirameku rozario michibiku mono ilala, ilala

Kono kioku kokou no kioku dare mo ubae wa shinai wa

Toki wa kita sekai ga watashi dake o wasureteku

Chizazduita no ikisugita no demo ii wa subete o torimodoseru no nara

Mukae ni kita no ne saa watashi o tsureteyuke

Akaku sakihokoru kono kanashii sora ni

Nee

Yaketeku rozario sakamaku honoo ilala, ilala,

Kono kioku kokou no kioku kami no yuitsu no ayamachi

Hito wa mina kanzen na mono o katarenai wa

Itsu no toki mo zankoku sa ga bi o tsukuri sekai wa yorokonde ugomekidasu

Sagashiteiru wa

ENGLISH

The knights disappear as the painting burns aflame

What is this prattling dream that refuses to pipe down?

Here I stand, hidden in your very sights (shadow) planning my revolution

this is the way, the light that assails my spine takes form as a dragon of fire

into the realm, we’ll meet before long, in the castle to the west

The rosary burns with its surging blazes, ilala, ilala

This recollection, this recollection of solidarity, it’s God’s one and only error

Never once did he claim he made humans to be perfect

Each era is ruthless but finds beauty in its own way; the world certainly enjoys squirming

I’ll seek it out

What salvation do you find in the retribution of the darkness?

O star which reflects the tides of history

Engrave it into your grated heart; mourn the souls of thy nameless heroes of past

this is the way, why not attend the Eden of roses which finds itself choked in tears?

into the realm, your heart has already decided; off you go

The rosary glistens, oh one who guides stray souls, ilala, ilala

This recollection, this recollection of solidarity, nobody can ever take it away from you

The time has come; I am the only one the world has forgotten

It approaches, it goes too far, but that’s fine, for everything shall return to its rightful place

You’ve come to find me, have you? Now, take me from this place

Take me from this sorrowful emptiness, which blooms a brilliant crimson

Say…

The rosary burns with its surging blazes, ilala, ilala

This recollection, this recollection of solidarity, it’s God’s one and only error

Never once did he claim he made humans to be perfect

Each era is ruthless but finds beauty in its own way; the world certainly enjoys squirming

I’ll seek it out

#seines translation #ave mujica #bandori #idk if ill do the text dumps again but i wanted to try lol

[acacia-may]

First Christmas

Description: This year the Black Bulls are going all out for the holidays because it's their nephew's first Christmas! Charlotte may still be getting used to her chaotic new family, but she and Yami agree that it's very sweet the new "aunts and uncles" are going out of their way to make the holiday season truly special for their son.

Rating: G

Warnings: Mentions pregnancy. Otherwise, just fluff.

Fandom: Black Clover

Genre: Holiday Black Bulls Family Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Christmas Fluff, Babies, and Slice of Life. Totally self-indulgent, but I hope you will like it too.

Relationships: The major emphasis is on the Black Bulls squad as a family and secondarily some YamiChar domestic fluff & babies. Other relationships included are Rill/Charmy, Vanessa/Finral, a little bit of Asta/Noelle and Gauche/Grey are teased also mentioned.

Characters: Charlotte Roselei (POV Character), Yami Sukehiro, Charmy Pappitson, Rill Boismortier, Vanessa Enoteca, Finral Roulacase, Asta, Noelle Silva, Zora Ideale, Magna Swing, and the Black Bulls

Word Count: 3578

Link to original post on AO3. Please do not repost to another site.

Happy Holidays everyone! Story below the cut!

The Black Bulls’ hideout was as busy and bustling as Charlotte would have expected, but it was far more festive than she had ever seen it before with colorful holiday decorations in every nook and cranny. Magna had told her that he had gone on an expedition with Luck and Zora to find the biggest tree in the woods behind their base, and now that they had brought it back home, Gordon, Gauche, and Grey were busy hanging tinsel, ornaments, and strings of popcorn on all the branches. Charlotte had always known that the Black Bulls enjoyed celebrating around the holidays, but they had been super insistent on going “all out” this year since it was their nephew’s first Christmas. 

The thought brought a warm and gentle smile to Charlotte’s face. Of course, she and her husband wanted the holidays to be special for Katsu, but it was so sweet that all of his Black Bulls uncles and aunts wanted this as well. Uncle Gordon had been showing off some of the shiny ornaments to him earlier before Aunt Charmy and Uncle Rill had whisked him away for a tour of the kitchen, filled with all kinds of delicious holiday treats he wasn’t old enough to eat yet. Uncle Magna had him now and was walking him around to look at all the twinkling lights while Uncle Luck prattled on about having a snowball fight once he was old enough which, he was promptly reminded, would be a long time since Katsu was only a few months old. 

Katsu’s big, blue eyes were wide—almost mesmerized by the lights which seemed to please his Uncle Magna who had been responsible for lighting all the candles in the first place. When his Uncle Asta tried to take him, however, he started to fuss and cry, and Magna looked over at her almost helplessly.  

“Sorry, Charlotte,” he said as he handed the baby off to her. She shrugged and patted her son’s back until he calmed again, nestling into her shoulder. 

“It’s okay. He’s probably just tired.” 

“Or he wants his mom,” suggested Asta with a good-natured smile. “He looks pretty happy now.” 

Asta was right. Though Katsu still had a tear in the corner of his eye, he looked as content as could be now that she was holding him again. Yami often teased that he was sure their son was a mama’s boy. Maybe he was right about that. 

“He’s probably just tired of being passed around all the time,” huffed Noelle, and Charlotte supposed she had a point. Ever since Katsu had been born, it seemed like his Black Bulls aunts and uncles were fighting over who got to hold him. When they were all together like this, he tended to get passed around faster than even his parents could keep up with. “That’s a lot of strange people holding him.”  

“We’re not strange people,” said Asta, giving Katsu a gentle pat. “We’re his family.” 

“Noelle has a point though,” Secre interjected. “Maybe we should let Charlotte have him for a while. You can hold him afterwards.” 

Zora huffed looking up from the string of popcorn he was putting together. “Wait a second—I was next.” 

“I thought I was next…” protested Finral. “We need to write this stuff down or something.” 

“Calm down. You’re all gonna get a turn to hold him”—Yami shook his head with an almost-affection—“you knuckleheads.” He sighed before he raised his glass. “Now I’m gonna go get some more mulled wine. This is the best year yet, Vanessa.” 

Vanessa smiled. “Glad to hear it. Unfortunately, I won’t be having any.” Shrugging  her shoulders, she ran her hand across the small bump which had only recently popped out of her abdomen. “You had better be worth it,” she teased, giving her stomach a pat. 

“You can always have some next year. I’m sure it’ll be even better then,” Asta reassured her with a bright smile. 

“Unless she’s pregnant again,” quipped Charmy without even looking up from the cookies she was currently decorating with Rill.   

Vanessa rolled her eyes, but Finral choked out a shaky, “Don’t even joke about that!” 

“She’s got a point though,” quipped Yami with a lopsided, teasing grin. “You’re gonna have been married what—9 months when this brat is born? If you keep this up, you’re gonna have a whole hoard of them.” 

“You’re terrible, you know that?” huffed Vanessa though there was a playful twitch of a smile in her the corners of her mouth.

“Well I think it’s great,” chimed Rill. “Congratulations!”

“You would,” Charmy teased, playfully wiping frosting on his nose. Rill merely laughed. 

“Who knows? Maybe it’ll be you and Charmy having a baby next.” As Vanessa winked at her, Charmy wrinkled her nose. 

“We just got married a couple months ago,” she protested crossing her arms as Rill’s cheeks flushed pink. “I don’t expect that to mean anything to you but some of us actually want to wait awhile before having kids.” 

Vanessa blinked at her but sighed, rubbing her hand almost absentmindedly across her belly. “This wasn’t exactly planned, Charmy.” 

“Yeah we figured,” quipped Zora who had finished his popcorn string and was handing it off to Gordon to put on the tree.

“Even if this one was a surprise, babies are awesome,” exclaimed Asta with a bright smile. “And with two of them around we won’t have to fight over who gets to hold Katsu nearly as much.”

Vanessa ruffled his hair affectionately. “Thanks, kiddo.” She turned back to the rest of her squad mates. “I’ve decided Asta gets to hold my baby first.” 

“What about me?” asked Finral pressing his hand to his chest in a somewhat playful outrage that made Vanessa shake her head and stifle a laugh. 

“Don’t be such a goofball. Of course you’re going to hold our kid first. Then Asta and then the rest of you.” She paused before she winked at Charmy and teased, “Except Charmy, unless she starts being nicer about it.” 

Charmy huffed but bantered, “You’re the one who decided to marry Finral—we get to tease you about it.” 

“She’s got a point there, little birdie,” quipped Yami twisting his mouth to one side. 

“Hey!” protested Finral, but Vanessa just sighed. “You guys are so mean to me. You’re both married and no one ever gives you a hard time about it.” 

“That’s because Rill is wonderful”—Charmy beamed at him—“there’s nothing to give me a hard time about, and we were all waited for years for the Captain and Charlotte to get together. When they finally did, we were just so relieved that they had stopped being so dense.”

“Charmy, Rill didn’t even know who you were for how long…” bantered Vanessa. “We actually told him that you were his ‘food goddess,’ and he still didn’t get it. I don’t think you get to tease anyone for being dense.” 

“That was a mistake,” said Rill apologetically. “But I know who she is now, and we’re very happy!”

Finral patted him on the shoulder. “It’s okay. These things happen.”

“He’s still not as dense as Captain Yami,” said Zora dryly.

“Listen, I got married before any of you morons so I don’t think I’m the dense one here.” The room grew suddenly quiet as the entire squad just blinked at him. Yami frowned, as Charlotte’s cheeks flushed. She had learned pretty quickly that the Black Bulls had been waiting for her and Yami to get together for almost as long as she had, but she was still getting used to getting teased about it. “She was sending me a lot of mixed signals, okay? I was just trying to be respectful.”  

Vanessa snorted a laugh before she rolled her eyes. “They weren’t mixed signals. She was totally into you—even Magna noticed.”

“Hey, what’s that supposed to mean? I notice things!”

“We were honestly starting to get worried it was never going to happen,” teased Vanessa with a wink, completely ignoring Magna’s protests. “But you figured it out, and now you have this little one.” She turned to Charlotte with a smile, and as ran her hand across Katsu’s back, he turned to look at her with wide blue eyes that looked far older than his years. “And he’s such a cutie! Do you think he’s ready to be held again?”

Charlotte nodded as she held Katsu out to her and said, “Sure. Go ahead” to the wide-spread protestations of the rest of the squad who were promptly told to wait their turns.

Smiling brightly, Vanessa took the baby and began walking around with him to show off the decorations. “Hi Katsu. Aren’t you just the cutest little man? You look just like your dad—especially with all this messy dark hair. If only we could get him in a Christmas sweater like this.” 

Yami frowned. “Don’t even think about it.” 

Charlotte laughed, and her husband tilted his head at her. “What? It might suit you,” she said with the slightest twitch in the corners of her mouth. 

“We should all wear matching sweaters next year,” suggested Gordon. 

Gauche huffed. “We’d look ridiculous.” 

“We should have worn them this this year for Katsu’s first Christmas,” Asta interjected.  

Noelle bristled. “He’s not even going to remember this, Bakasta…”  

“But that doesn’t mean we can’t get him presents.” 

“Oh that reminds me. I have a present for you,” cooed Vanessa as she walked with Katsu over towards the tree. As she walked back with the gift, she paused. Laughing, she pointed up above her head. “Ooh, mistletoe. Do you have kisses for your Aunt Vanessa?” She chuckled and kissed Katsu’s forehead causing his little brow to furrow at her as he frowned. “Now you really look like your dad.” 

“I’ll trade you,” said Finral playfully, reaching out for Katsu. “A kiss for the baby.” 

Vanessa hummed thoughtfully. “I’m not sure that’s a fair trade,” she teased, but she gave him a quick kiss and handed Katsu off to him. 

“You guys are gross,” mumbled Gauche with a shake of his head. 

“Oh yeah…you sure you don’t want to get caught with Grey under the mistletoe?” As Vanessa winked at them, Gauche’s cheeks flushed a faint pink as Grey turned bright red, buried her face in her hands, and muttered something incoherent but unmistakably mortified. 

“Well I for one would love to get caught under the mistletoe,” declared Rill as he grabbed Charmy hand—spinning her until they were both in the perfect spot. Then, he dipped her and kissed with the kind of dramatic flourish they had come to expect from him. This earned him a prompt round of applause and laughter, especially from Charmy who was wiping frosting off her face. 

“Alright, Captain, you’re next,” Vanessa teased him. 

Charlotte’s cheeks blushed red, but Yami frowned, “Isn’t the whole point of this stupid tradition that it’s supposed to be spontaneous?”

Vanessa shrugged. “No one ever said that dragging someone over there wasn’t allowed.”

“And pushing people together is always an option,” chimed Charmy. 

Charlotte’s cheeks flushed. She had been the victim of this rule during her first Christmas with the Black Bulls when she and Yami had only been newly dating. She had never been so mortified as when his squad had teamed up on them and casually corralled them until they were basically cornered under the mistletoe. Though Yami had told off his squad for being “knuckleheads” and had insisted that they wouldn’t need to kiss because of some stupid tradition, Charlotte had said it was fine—albeit she was bright red in the face and barely managed to choke out the words. He had just barely brushed her lips, but it had earned oohs and ahhs from their companions as well as a few whoops and whistles from some of the rowdier members of the bunch. Neither before nor since had Charlotte ever seen such a concerted effort to trap two people under the mistletoe, though they still hung it up every year, if only for tradition’s sake. 

“Well with all you knuckleheads pairing off already, you don’t really need to do that this year, do you?” 

“It’s for Noelle’s benefit. Since somebody is still dragging their feet…” Vanessa winked at Noelle, and Charlotte could have sworn she glanced over in Asta’s general direction as well—though he was cheerfully oblivious to it. 

Noelle’s face flushed a deep red, and she spluttered, “Wha—what? Why? Why would you—? Take it down!” She quickly stood up from her seat and rushed over towards the mistletoe—jumping up and down and grasping at it even though she was, unfortunately, too short to reach. 

“Oh, Katsu, please don’t cry,” pleaded Finral, pulling Charlotte’s attention to the baby who was squirming and fussing in his arms. “I think he wants mom—unless he just hates me,” he added with a sheepish chuckle as he handed her son back to her. 

“I’m sure he’s just tired,” Charlotte tried to reassure him. 

“Or he needs changed,” suggested Yami taking Katsu from her with an “I’ve got it” before grabbing their bag and stepping out. 

Gauche shook his head. “You couldn’t pay me to change a baby.”

“What are you going to do when you and Grey have kids?” teased Vanessa.

“What? We’re not… um… what?” stumbled Grey burying her face in her hands. Gauche frowned, but his cheeks flushed pink.

“I’ll do it. I could be the nanny,” said Gordon excitedly.

“I can help too!” interjected Asta.

Huffing, Noelle shook her head. “Bakasta! They’ve barely even been dating. They’re not having kids right now.”

“Th—thank you,” choked a particularly red Grey.

“I’m sure they will someday, and so will you…and Asta…” As Vanessa winked at her, Noelle huffed and crossed her arms despite the beet-red color of her face and her incoherent spluttering.

“That would be great! I love babies!” said Asta with a bright, beaming smile.

“And the most dense man award goes to…” muttered Zora under his breath with a roll of his eyes.

Before Noelle could jump into more protestations, Yami appeared in the doorway with a much happier Katsu in tow. “Who wants him?” he quipped dryly to an exuberant chorus of volunteers. Eventually, Katsu was handed off to his Uncle Henry, probably on the merit of Henry not being nearly as loud or persistent as the others.

“Now that Katsu’s back, here.” Vanessa handed Charlotte a wrapped box with a pretty bow. “This is for him. He’s so little he probably won’t remember it,” she chuckled. “But I still hope he gets a good use out of it.” 

“This is so sweet. Thank you, but you really didn’t have to—” Charlotte began, but Asta cut her off. 

“Oh is Katsu going to open presents?” 

“He’s a baby. He can’t open presents, dumbbell,” Zora quipped, but he still reached for a wrapped gift under a few of the tree branches. 

“We’ve got one for him too!” exclaimed Charmy as she and Rill made a dash for the tree. Everyone else, it seemed, followed suit and started grabbing their gifts and excitedly throwing them at Charlotte and Yami to open on Katsu’s behalf. 

Yami shook his head. “More presents? You already gave us a ton of sh—” He stopped himself as Charlotte glared pointedly at him. “stuff when he was born. How many presents does he need? He’s not even gonna remember any of this.” 

“It’s his first Christmas. We had to get him presents,” Finral insisted. 

With a sigh, Yami shook his head again, but the lines of his face softened and Charlotte could tell that he was genuinely moved by the gesture. Charlotte and Yami took turns unwrapping Katsu’s presents as he was passed around by his uncles and aunts. He got two more hand-knitted sweaters from his Aunt Grey, a hand-carved wooden rattle with his name on it from his Uncle Gauche, a cute but somewhat frightening set of plush farm animals his Uncle Gordon had clearly sewn together himself, and a handmade magic knight doll from Uncle Zora.  His Uncle Magna and Uncle Luck had teamed up to get him a tiny broom that Magna had decorated himself, and Uncle Asta, Uncle Henry, and Uncle Liebe had jointly purchased multiple sets of wooden blocks: some with numbers painted on the sides, the others with letters or pictures of animals. Aunt Secre had bought him a tiny pair of shiny, leather boots, and Aunt Noelle had purchased several complete outfits including a tiny vest that Charlotte thought was particularly adorable. Uncle Nacht’s gift was an incredibly practical set of bottles and several pairs of tiny socks of varying sizes for Katsu to “grow into.” Rounding out the haul was a wool coat, a painting of him, and several empty jars with a promissory note for homemade baby food as soon as he was old enough to eat it from his Aunt Charmy and Uncle Rill, and a silver ornament in the shape of a bird, a collection of illustrated children’s books and a beautiful, hand-embroidered quilt from his Uncle Finral and Aunt Vanessa, who Charlotte was sure, must have completed all the sewing and embroidery herself. 

“Well now my son is officially spoiled,” said Yami with a lopsided grin as he folded the quilt back into its gift box.  

“We’re his uncles and aunts. That’s what we do,” Charmy insisted, and Yami chuckled with a certain softness in his eyes.

“Thanks you guys. This was real nice.”

Charlotte nodded in agreement. “Very thoughtful—thank you. Though Katsu seems more excited about the wrapping paper.” Chuckling, she glanced over at her son who was playing with a large piece of shiny paper from one of his presents as his Uncle Asta held him on his hip and swayed back and forth.  

“You look like you’re dancing,” laughed Luck.  

“Ooh that’s a good idea,” said Rill reaching out and taking Charmy’s hand.

“There’s not even any music,” she chuckled with a shake of her head as he spun her around.

“Finral, why don’t you play something for us?” suggested Vanessa, rubbing her hand across his back.

Sighing, Finral sheepishly ran his hand across the nape of his neck. “I…don’t know…” After being begged by his squad mates, however, he took a seat at the piano and began to slowly pick out a familiar carol. Charlotte’s brow furrowed, and she began to wonder if he had forgotten the tune until he slid his hand across the piano keys and began to play at a jaunty, lively tempo that was perfect for dancing, much to the delight of his laughing companions.

“Show off…” muttered Yami with a shake of his head, but the corners of his mouth with turned up into a slight smile which widened when he turned to her and held out his hand. “What do you say, Prickly Queen? If we don’t get out there and dance, they’re just going to make us like Gauche and Grey over there.”

Charlotte chuckled as she watched Gordon and Vanessa practically pushing the two together over by the tree. Meanwhile, it appeared that Charmy and Rill were trying to corner Noelle and Asta under the mistletoe. Noelle let out a squeal that reminded Charlotte a lot of herself back in the day, but Asta gave her a quick kiss on the cheek that stunned her into blushing, sheepish silence as he pulled out into the middle of the room to dance. Charlotte smiled. Maybe they were both a lot like her and her husband after all.

“Alright,” she said taking Yami’s hand with a smile. Her husband had never been much of a dancer, but he tried his best especially when they got their son back after he started fussing for his Aunt Secre. Katsu seemed to like the swaying motion of dancing, and he soon nestled into his father’s shoulder and began to drift off though Charlotte wasn’t sure how he could even think about sleeping with all that music in the background.

“You’re under the mistletoe!” Vanessa’s teasing voice pulled Charlotte out of her thoughts. Her brow furrowed as she looked around the room, wondering who she was talking about. A blush filled her cheeks as Yami twisted his mouth to one side pointing above their heads. He smiled at her; then at their son before he kissed the top of Katsu’s head; then he leaned in and gave her a gentle kiss to the—albeit quiet—applause of their companions…no, their family who had made this a wonderful holiday.

Charlotte was suddenly struck by a warm feeling radiating in her chest at the thought. Somewhere along the way Yami’s chaotic knuckleheads, as he would probably call them, had become her family too and now were an amazing group of aunts and uncles to Katsu. As Yami met her eyes and smiled at her, she knew he must be thinking the same thing. Sure, the Black Bulls were all a little zany and quirky and more than a little chaotic, but looking around at them now, it was so clear that they cared and that was what mattered—to Yami, to her, and to their son who had just been given the best first Christmas thanks to them. A smile tugged at Charlotte’s mouth. She hoped the holidays to come would be just like this one.  

#black clover fanfiction #black bulls family fluff #the black bulls make the best aunts and uncles #yami and charlotte would be wonderful parents #yamichar #found family domestic fluff & babies--a great genre combination #yami sukehiro x charlotte roselei #rillmy #rill boismortier x charmy pappitson #greyche #gauche adlai x grey #finral roulacase x vanessa enoteca #finessa #astelle #asta x noelle silva #black clover oc: katsu #happy holidays #thanks for reading!

[marias-wonderland]

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My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Hello to the 10 people in this site that are clannibal fans! I found (and finished) this EXCELLENT piece of a fanfic and i thought i should share it with the rest of you!

The story is about rewriting the books -silence of the lambs- and -hannibal- but let me tell you, the writter did a superb job at this! 

In this scenario: Hannibal meets clarice when she is 18 and he is 38. She is still at the orphanage and wants to become an FBI agent. Hannibal is...well, hannibal, but they develop a special bond (obviously) and change each others perspective about reality. Im not gonna say a lot, only that the last chapters are full of plot twists!! (and yes, there are a lot of clannibal moments in there :3)

only thing though: the fic is in polish so ya have to use google translate.

22 notes - Posted January 14, 2022

#4

*Alucard and Integra making out in her office after a mini fight they`ve had*

Seras who walks in at the wrong time: :O 

Pip: Damn, that osculated quickly :3

32 notes - Posted January 22, 2022

#3

Post-SoTL letters

So I've been thinking of writing a post SoTL Clannibal fic in which they sent letters to each other. But because my energy levels reach negative amounts, I never did it. Yesterday i found out about the theory of Solipsism and it seems our good doctor wanted to share it with Clarice (please share with me if you liked it and if you would like to read more.)

Dear Clarice

Please tell me Clarice, are you aware of the theory of Solipsism? If not, it is the idea that only one’s mind is sure to exist and that everything outside of it, external world and other minds, cannot be known and might not exist outside the mind.  While it is not widely accepted by the vox populi, I included, I would be certain that you not only exist but also enhance my own world. You are the last virtue that came out of Pandora’s Box, Hope, and I could not be gladder that you escaped of your prison. A militant spirit encompassed with the credulity of a sheep truly makes a memorable existence. But even if the theory is true and you never truly existed, you are my most perfect idea I’ve ever been able to grasp, an entity that I would never dare to abandon. I will keep carrying you within the rooms of my own mind for the rest of my existence.

Prattling sure makes time fly, please share with me your opinion about it and perhaps deign to show me a piece of your own mind palace.

Ps: I promise I will not snoop around the nearby doors but, I highly suggest you lock the ones you do not wish me to find for the time being.

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Dear Dr. Lecter

I would lie if i say i wasn't touched by your remarks about me. As for the theory, my answer is that i didn't know about it, thank you for enlightening me. I find it rather absurd that existence only exists within one's mind, how can the mind of a clueless man produce the reality in which we all more or less live in? I would argue that perception of said reality can be interpreted differently depending on the individual and on what kind of path they've chosen to follow but, this is beyond my understanding.

You said that i represent the freed hope, the embodiment of every virtue that is worthy of being kept alive in this sorrowful world, your most perfect creation. And yet, how did you choose to treat this embodiment? You lied to me and used me for gaining your freedom. You manipulated me and due to that, 2 officers lost their lives. If the theory is correct, why did you choose to center yourself around despair and chaos? Why does your mind only produce horror and sorrow? The theory elevates us one step before God Himself and yet, you chose to almost show me your cruelest face.

Our meeting made me stronger, wiser, better and more confident than before so I have to answer honestly. I would never allow of myself to remain locked within no one's mind, Doctor, no matter if i were a real person or not. Be aware of that.

Ps. It's in your nature to try and unlock the locks of one's mind. You are welcome to remain in the first rooms but i will also make sure the rest of the locks are double locked

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Dear Clarice

Unbeknownst to you, the secrets of your inner mechanisms have been slowly revealing themselves to me. But I suggest we rash for no revelation yet, shall we? The Cartesian egocentric view of the mind and of the physical existence ,Clarice, does not depend on your average Joe for producing the world we are living in. Solipsism rests upon that all experiences are necessarily private to the individual. Because of its “occult” or ephemeral nature, can never literally be shared. No two people can ever be said to have the same experience.( Just like our first meeting one might say. We certainly carry different memories of the same events)You know I would never lie to you (But unfortunately in that case, someone else was the first who betrayed my trust). When I say you are the embodiment of every little good virtue in this man made world I truly mean it, we both spare ourselves the use of vacant statements.You keep asking me these questions Clarice and yet, why do I feel they are directed at someone else? (perhaps someone who enjoys the destruction of the faith of His believers?). I would suggest you start unlocking those locks not for me, but for yourself. Please tell me, what does it lay behind those well kept locked doors, all dusted and hidden? Is it perhaps pent-up anger? at me for betraying your trust which was build in a manner of days or is it directed at your daddy for abandoning you, because he was so caught up with his own image of himself that a couple of hoodlums had to remind him of his place in the food chain?

I said to you back then the world is more interesting with you in it, and I still hold that belief. Your place is not being an usurper’s ownership but you belong out there, wherever you wish to be. If there is something I enjoy, it is an intellectual conversation with you. Please, don't hold back the acute criticism you so much wish to hurl at me. Ps: I found the use of the word ‘almost’ amusing. Even at your most confused state, you never dare question my appreciation for you.

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Dear Dr. Lecter

I think it is time to put aside philosophy for a moment because that is not what you truly want to discuss with me. These meta-theoretical ideas were never useful to me, I had to prove myself worthy in different aspects.

You said that I am in a ‘confused state’ and yet, it is you who can not seem to decide in which end of the spectrum you fall in. You keep talking about this indescribable adulation towards me and yet, you refuse to confess you betrayed my trust. A young woman was in the hands of a serial killer you very much knew of and yet, you toyed with me and with the entire FBI for your own delectation. Υou have decried every person that has ever wronged me in your eyes or does not treat me with the respect you think i deserve and yet, you are no different than them. They view me as a fragile defective girl, not potent enough for the world of men but unfortunately to them, i proved to be more adaptable to change.  You, on the other hand, also dehumanize me. They did it for the sake of their vested interest, you did it for completing your self made image of an idealised woman.

If there is anger within me, it is for the ones who wish to deceive and harm the innocent. For those i hold no remorse or sympathy. I loved my father and no one can make me question that. And since you patronised me to do not hold back my critism, i find your speculations about me poorly executed, especially for someone who claims he has started understanding my inner world.

Let me unlock a door for you. I wish to find a person who views me as I truly am. No country girl or wounded entity. Just my name would be enough. Just Clarice. Do whatever you want with this piece of information. I have never shied away from myself and i will not start now. Ps: Our conversations can truly be meaningful when you don’t wish to stir up past emotions and regrets 

38 notes - Posted November 28, 2022

#2

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My #1 post of 2022

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[cloversdreams]

@black-clover-week day 6: college

pairing: YamiChar

♧

Charlotte had the worst luck. Of course she’d gotten a cold and had to miss the day when groups were assigned for an upcoming project. Naturally that meant all the decent students were already paired off and she was left with the scraps. She really wished said scraps had been anyone but him. Fate was cruel indeed.

Yami Sukehiro. The brutish guy who probably hadn’t ever sat in a chair properly a day in his life and smoked more than a chimney. Rules were only a suggestion as far as he was concerned an he’d let anyone know. A bulky man that only seemed to own white tank tops. At least Charlotte had never seen him wear anything else before. Not that those tanks were an issue as they displayed his rather nice arm muscles for all the world to see.

Yes, Charlotte noticed. She also saw that plenty of others noticed too. Yami turned heads no matter where he went. He didn’t seem to care either way. It was so embarrassing to have a crush on that man. She really thought she’d have better taste in guys. There was just something about his unapologetic masculinity and ‘don’t care’ attitude that she found herself drawn to. Like every other common, boring woman out there. She held herself to a higher standard than that, which was why she’d never let it show.

She didn’t even bother to look up from the textbook in front of her when she heard a chair scrape across the ground. Her tone was as sharp as a knife when she snapped, “You’re late.”

“Got a little lost. Normally I go off campus for lunch dates.”

Charlotte stiffened. A date? Of all the ridiculous notions! She frowned and refused to acknowledge the way her cheeks burned at the mere suggestion. She regained her composure then finally explained, “The cafeteria tables are larger than the lounge area ones, meaning we can have more study materials out. This isn’t a lunch date.”

“Whatever you say, prickly queen.”

Charlotte looked up from her book when she heard a tap-tap followed by the sound of the spark of a lighter. This guy really didn’t care about the rules at all. If it was a date he’d probably sweep her off her feet and take her somewhere illegal. She ignored the way that thought made her gut twist. Her voice was as deadpan as the expression on her face when she said, “You can’t smoke here.”

“Who’s gonna stop me? You?” Yami kept his eyes on her but turned his head to the side and exhale the smoke.

[...]

“Maybe if I had time to play games with someone as immature as yourself. As it stands, my studies are more important.” Oh god I can’t believe I just said that. Is he glaring at me? I feel like he is. Stay cool. Don’t let him see you crack under the weight of his gaze. Charlotte’s mind raced a mile a minute as she did her best to keep up her cool façade.

“Smoking happens to be relaxing. You should try it.” Yami replied coolly.

“And risk smelling like you?” Charlotte retorted without missing a beat. She kept her gaze upon the textbook in front of herself to hide her inward screeching. Wait! Did that sound like I’ve paid attention to what he smells like? Oh no!

Yami snorted then removed the cigarette from his mouth and offered it to the blonde across from him. “Want a taste?”

Charlotte’s gaze lingered upon the offering for a moment. Is he crazy! An indirect kiss in a public place like this! Anyone could be watching! I wish I wasn’t such a coward… She looked back down at her book and replied haughtily, “I don’t want to pick up such a filthy habit.”

Yami shook his head and sighed, “Of course you don’t. A good girl like you is all work and no play. You really should learn to relax a bit.”

“I’ll take that into consideration. Now, as for our assignment–”

Yami just blinked at her as she prattled on about what topic they should present and why. He waited for what felt like forever before she finally stopped to take a breath. When she looked at him for confirmation that he’d understood what she was saying he shrugged. “I don’t care what subject we go with. I’ll follow your lead.”

“Yes, well, I figured you wouldn’t be interested in many things. As chain-smoking isn’t a potential topic we can present, how about something about ancient Japanese traditions?” Charlotte suggested.

“You know where I’m from.” it wasn’t a question. More like an intrigued statement.

Charlotte held her chin in the air and said, “I figured you might even have access to an artifact or old pictures to share with the class.”

“If you wanted to score an invitation back to my place all you had to do was say so,” Yami replied without missing a beat.

“I never said anything like that!” Charlotte yelped. Her heart had leaped into her throat and she was sure she’d throw up any moment now. He was messing with her.

Yami scratched at his cheek as he gave the idea some thought. He finally stood then motioned with his head and said, “Let’s get going.”

“What? Where?” Charlotte gasped.

“My place,” Yami clarified. “I’ve got too many super awesome things to choose from. You’ll have to help me narrow it down.”

“Now? I’ve got more classes later!” Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god.

“Come on, Charlotte, live on the wild side and skip them just this once.” There was a look in Yami’s eyes that said he didn’t think she’d do it in a million years. He was just messing with her again.

Hearing her name slip past Yami’s lips was like being shot right in the chest with cupid’s arrow. She would never dare say as much but that alone was enough to get her to agree to whatever he’d just said. She packed up her things then stood and grumbled, “I certainly won’t have a man like you thinking I’m a coward. Let’s get this over with.”

Yami tossed his head back and laughed loudly. He slapped her on the back and said, “You’re all right, prickly queen.”

Charlotte was sure that her internal squeal could be heard for miles as she followed him out of the cafeteria.

#black clover #blackcloverweek #yamichar #yami x charlotte #yami sukehiro #charlotte roselei #someone save charlotte shes such a disaster lmao

[darkcherrymystery]

Shitou -Ewigkeit- (radio ver.) lyrics disclaimer: may be inexact, no official lyrics are out

Japanese

解放の歌が　命を燃やす 漆黒の闇に　炎を穿つために 解放の鐘が　終焉を奏でる 自由に勝ちどきを上げよ 轟々たる未来を死で灯せ！

呪われた血潮　沸騰させよ 脈打つ鼓動と　ともに地獄へ！ 反吐が出る侮辱の空　見上げた光 ここに　尽きて　滅べ　諸刃ごと

応えが欲しかった　塵となる前に 生きた意味があると　崩れ消えようと 覚悟などとほざかせはしない 定めなどと言わせはしない

否定せよ　（否定せよ） 心理こそ　絶対なのだ ピリオドの杭を　虚偽に貫け 掻き毟れ天を　LIBERTYのために 全備こそ誇ろう 日の出より輝け　最後の歌よ

Transliteration

kaihou no uta ga　inochi wo moyasu shikkoku no yami ni　honoo ugatsu tame ni kaihou no kane ga　shuuen wo kanaderu jiyuu ni kachidoki wo ageyo gougou taru mirai wo shi de tomose!

norowareta chishio　futtou saseyo myakuutsu kodou to　tomo ni jigoku he! hedo ga deru bujoku no sora　miageta hikari koko ni　tsukite　horobe　moroha goto

kotae ga hoshikatta　chiri to naru mae ni ikita imi ga aru to　kuzurekieyou to kakugo nado to hozakase wa shinai sadame nado to iwase wa shinai

hitei seyo!　(hitei seyo) shinri koso　zettai na no da piriodo no kui wo　kyogi ni tsuranuke kakimushire ten wo　ribatii no tame ni zenbi koso hokorou hi no de yori kagayake　saigo no uta yo

Translation

The song of liberation burns up my life For the flames to pierce the pitch-black darkness The bells of liberation sound my demise Raise a cry of victory for freedom With this death, light up the resounding future!

Boil this cursed blood With this throbbing pulse, together, to Hell! In the skies of revolting contempt we looked up and saw a light Now, exhaust and perish, like a double-edged blade

I wanted an answer before I turned to dust To vanish knowing there was meaning to my life I won't let you prattle about “resignation” I won't let you talk about “destiny”

Deny it! (Deny it!) The mind is the absolute Drive a stake through those lies Tear away the heavens on behalf of liberty Let us boast instead of perfection Shine brighter than the sunrise—my final song!

#symphogear axz #spoilers #the second half is just as good if not better ; ;

[thewittyphantom]

Finally, here’s Yami Marik’s Odion dialogue as well as what he says to anyone else brave/foolish enough to confront him.

Odion: Master Marik! Yami Marik: Ah, Odion. Unfortunately, the Marik you’re looking for isn’t here! Odion: What!? Impossible! Yami Marik: The fact that I’m the one standing before you is proof enough. Because despite those hideous markings on your face, he hasn’t taken over this body! Odion: i refuse to believe that! Master Marik! The REAL you must wake up! Yami Marik: Will you cease your endless prattle! You’re worthless to me now. I’ll dump you into the shadows with the rest of the garbage! Odion: I still believe... I still believe the real Marik is inside. i just need to awaken him!

(Weevil, Rex, Mako, Bandit Keith, Pegasus, or the Paradox Brothers approach Yami Marik) Yami Marik: Ah, you finally showed up. Took you long enough.  Yes, I’m Marik.  The shadows are hungry. They yearn to feast on you. Now let the Shadow Game begin! It’ll be a game that will terrify you to your core! And when the darkness consumes you, your screams will provide the perfect spice!  Your sacrifice will be woundrous! Hahahaha! Mwahahahahaha!

#yu gi oh #duel links #yami marik #marik ishtar #odion ishtar #weevil underwood #rex raptor #mako tsunami #bandit keith #maximillion pegasus #para #dox #Shadow Realm

[yamikittycat]

Imagine Thor coming into your room after having a rough day.

He lets out an angry grumble as he closes the door for some sort of privacy. He doesn’t ask you any questions, it’s kind of an unspoken thing. He would come and lean into you, wanting you to run your fingers through his beard. He likes that the best.

He also likes when you just run your fingers through his hair and pet him. He loves it more when you do it and hum to him. Sometimes he would get to fall asleep in your arms and everything is perfect, just for a little while

It would be quite a sight to see him laying on you. But you love the weight of him and just how safe it makes you feel. His amazing feats of strength, and he chooses to show this side of himself to you.

#yami prattles #I’m sad again so have some comforting Thor thoughts #thor gow imagine #thor god of war x reader #god I’d love to just have him lay on me #it would fix me i think #my depression would be cured with a man like that lol

[yamikittycat]

Merry Christmas y’all I have a gift for you. Another spicy Thor thought.

Minors dni and if you don’t have an age in your bio you will be blocked

Can’t stress that enough. No one fucking reads it.

Imagine how pissed Heimdall gets at Thor because the god of thunder will think of all the ways that he would fuck you just out of nowhere. Heimdall hates it and thinks it’s absolutely disgusting because there will be times during a meal where where Thor would just imagine bending you over the long feasting table and making you scream and filling you with his cum.

Heimdall would storm out after trying to complain to the All-Father, but Thor doesn’t notice. He’s staring off in the distance, his cup hiding a sly smile. If you meet his eyes, you’ll know it’ll be a while before you are able to get anything done.

#yami prattles #thor gow imagine #thor god of war x reader #thor god of war #just a small thing #not proofread just wanted to get this out in the world #fuck Heimdall he’s a little bitch

[yamikittycat]

If you are taking requests can I request Thor fluff? Cuddling him and singing him to sleep after he had a rough day with all father? :)

Hey anon! Sure thing! Hope it’s what you’re looking for

It was getting late and the sun was beginning to paint the sky first pink, then to a brillant red as it sank behind the great wall of Asgard

You were getting ready for bed, but didn’t want to go to sleep yet. You wanted to wait a little longer

You wanted to hear about Thor’s day, like you always did.

But you noticed dark storm clouds brewing. Lightening threaded through the dark clouds and a large bolt struck the ground outside of the Great Lodge. Then the loudest crack of thunder you’ve ever heard followed not even a second later, shaking the Lodge. Following that, the loud caws of of a mass of ravens.

And shouting.

They were arguing. Again

You opened your door and made it to the dining hall just as Thor threw open the doors, barreling his way past the Einherjar and other Asgardians as Odin followed behind, yelling something at him before he went off to his study and slammed his door.

Thor, fuming, went into your shared room, with you close behind, just as he slammed the door as an answer back.

It was so hard that it felt as if the entire Lodge itself shook with his rage.

“Thor, what happened love?” You asked trying to understand why he was so furious.

Thor couldn’t answer, he was pacing back and forth from wall to wall. Blue sparks were coursing down his arms and around Mjolnir and in his eyes.

You figured something must have happened between him and the All-Father while they were out.

When he was on his course back closest to you, you grabbed his hand causing Thor to come to a stop, sort of grounding him and bringing him back to you.

You pulled at him to get into your bed. He reluctantly dropped his Hammer and obliged.

You motioned for him to lay his head on your chest and you began to run your fingers through his red mane. You began to sing softly to him. It was an old song you had learned from your mother as she had from hers and so on.

Thor closed his eyes and listened to your gentle voice and your heartbeat and after you had finished your song, he finally was calm enough to speak softly.

“Thank you, my dear. You always know what I need.”

You smiled softly and kissed the crown of his head. “Of course, my love. Now let’s get you out of your armor.”

#yami prattles #from the ask box #thor god of war x reader #thor gow imagine #thank you for the ask! #it felt good to write something again

[yamikittycat]

I seen the Thor fluff so I need more !!! How about Thor asking his partner to marry him? Like the preparations and everything?

Bless you Anon for making me think more about Thor <3

Honestly I think that it wouldn't be as grand as maybe you are thinking. But it's still very sweet.

Thor realized that he loves you quite late in your relationship with him. I feel like he would kind of be reserved about his feeling because he didn't want you or anyone else for that matter to use them against him.

But once he accepts his feelings, it'll probably be a while longer before he thinks about marriage. He still thinks that you may grow tired of him and leave.

But once Thor knows you'll be with him through thick and thin, the thoughts of marriage and a wedding start to keep his mind busy.

But, during the spring season on an unassuming lovely spring day, as he is relaxing with you in the goat pastures as you weave wildflowers together into crowns to adorn the kids of the season, he looks at you.

"Let's get married."

You crown the closest kid as it starts to run of towards it's herd to you and look at the god of Thunder with a smile. "I would love nothing more."

And then it could go two ways I think. Either it will be very (and I mean VERY) small, with just someone to do the wedding ceremonies with you and Thor and like two or three witnesses, and no one is the wiser (I feel Thor would like to have his matters be private).

Or, if Odin finds out, Odin will make a huge deal about it and make it super public and it would be like a two week event with massive feasts and drinking.

But you're happy either way

#yami prattles #from the ask box #sorry for the delay anon #I hope this is what you were looking for haha #thor god of war x reader #thor god of war #but essentially he would ask you during something unassuming

[yamikittycat]

I cannot and will not be stopped thinking about spicy Thor thoughts

Minors dni I’m not playin. Have an age in your bio or you get blocked

Warning I guess: Thor x fem!reader

I think if you’re fucking Thor, he would say that his favorite place to be would either be between your breasts or between your legs. He likes to see the faces you make when he’s eating you out or just sucking on your tits

He also likes to just hold your titties too. He thinks they’re soft and fun to roll in his massive hands

#yami prattles #thor gow imagine #thor god of war x reader #god of war ragnorak

[yamikittycat]

Guess what time it is

Minors dni. If you don’t have an age in your bio, I'm blocking you. no warning.

Thinking about how smug Thor would be the morning after you get absolutely railed by him when he finds out that y’all broke the bed that replaced the last one that broke.

Odin would be so mad about it but that would probably be why Thor keeps doing it.

Bonus: somewhere in his room, Thor has a tally chart of things he’s broke

#Yami prattles #god of war ragnarok #thor gow #thor god of war x reader

[yamikittycat]

What? New Thor imagine a year after the game came out? Crazy

Anyway, I think Thor would bunt like his goats to show that he cares. Except sometimes he does it a little too hard lol

But it’s super awkward since he’s like so much taller then you

#yami prattles #thor god of war #gow thor #thor gow imagines #thor simps come get your juice

[yamikittycat]

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#yami prattles #I just need to scream into the void #really considering paying off my car so it’s one less thing I have to do #but im scared about doing it #prolly because it’s still such a large amount #but it’s manageable I guess #maybe when I get my bonus I’ll throw something at it