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dipplinduo · 4 months
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roryintheir90s · 11 months
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Ask by @kingofdandelions​ o/
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averagekanadekinnie · 2 years
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I'm craving some angst right now so here it is.
This is the scenario:
The arguement still happened. But there was two witnesses instead. Basil and Y/n.
When Sunny pushed Mari out of the way, Y/n immediately ran upstairs. Causing them to get killed.
Thanks to Mari still being alive, she told the both of them to call the ambulance. Unfortunately, Y/n ended up in a deep coma and died months later.
How would Sunny and Mari react to this?
(Note: Sunny had a crush on Y/n and Mari sees Y/n as their little sibling.)
(OMORI) SUNNY reacting to Y/N’s sudden appearance on the day of the recital/coma/death
Featuring BASIL and MARI the most!
Small featuring HERO, KEL and AUBREY!
Type: Angst
Warning: Death, Coma, and of course OMORI SPOILERS.
Proofread: No.. sorry
Note: HOLY CRAP my first request, I hope I don’t disappoint!! <3
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BASIL had asked you if you wanted to come with him to check up on SUNNY and MARI, since today is their recital.
"Oh hey Y/N! If you’re not busy, would you like to come with me to check on SUNNY and MARI before their recital? It’s okay if you don’t but.. everyone else is busy so.."
So yeah, obviously you agreed! Nothing wrong with that, yeah?..
OH BOY
You both were literally outside their house door when you heard a loud feminine voice, both of you recognizing it was MARI’s.
"Oh jeez, what’s happening in there..? Let’s take a look, Y/N.."
BASIL slowly opens the door, letting you go first before he does.
The fighting seemed to come from the other room, specifically the upstairs room..
So, being curious kids, you and BASIL walked over to check it out, poking out both of your heads before slowly walking in.
It seems like both MARI and SUNNY were too busy to notice you both so MARI kept yelling while SUNNY stayed quiet, looking down.
You and BASIL looked up at them in shock, mostly at MARI but then—
"Y/N, look..!"
BASIL pointed out the broken violen near you two.
Wait its— broken?!—
"SUNNY, how could you break it?! Do you know how expensive it was?! We all chipped in to buy for you, even Y/N! And yet you wasted it like it was nothing!"
MARI yelled out to her younger brother, yet SUNNY said nothing as he continued to look down at the ground, as if he wasn’t listening.
SUNNY broke it, but— why?!
The look on his face when he first got it for Christmas.. was it fake?
Did it really mean nothing to him?
"Y/N.. we have to do SOMETHING!! O-Or—"
You sprang into action, dashing up the stairs.
If you were gonna be honest, you were pretty angry at him.
But you just wanted answers..!
"W-Wait Y/N?! What are you—"
It all happened so fast.
SUNNY had enough and went downstairs the same time you ran upstairs.
When you both bumped into each other, SUNNY got upset, and without even knowning..
He pushed YOU down the stairs.
You obviously fell backwards, then landed on the broken violin.
Both MARI and BASIL were screaming your name, but it was all a blur.
…You didn’t say anything.
You weren’t even breathing.
SUNNY snapped back into reality, while MARI slightly pushed him aside to reach you.
Once she did, she lifted your upper body and sobbed.
She sobbed like she just lost a close family member.
You and MARI were close, really close! To the point where she would call you her little sibling as she gave you a ton of hugs.
"Aww Y/N, you’re my cute little sibling! I love seeing you happy!~"
SUNNY on the other hand..
God, he had a little— no, BIG crush on you!
Don’t let his stoic expression fool you, just by looking at you his expression softened, making a ":0" face!
Even if he’s bad at communication, he really loves talking with you, even if your conversations are one-sided with just you talking.
Only if you talk a lot though!
If you’re quiet like him, then it would just be both of you making eye contact without saying a word.
But that’s okay! Just by staring at each other’s eyes, one can understand each other’s feelings.
The eyes are windows into peoples hearts, as one person would say.
Plus, he LOVES giving you tiny gifts to show how much he cares.
You felt a pat on your shoulder, but as soon as you looked over, it was SUNNY looking away with a red face as he held a DANDELION close to you, hoping you would take his sweet gift.
O-Oh! SUNNY, you’re giving me a DANDELION?" He simply nodded, his face still red. You smiled as you took the DANDELION away from him, holding it close to you.
"Thank you so much, I’ll cherish it forever!"
Though you were too busy paying attention to the DANDELION to notice, SUNNY was slightly smiling.
He would always want to hang around you the most, inviting you to his house to watch him practice with his sister, getting you whatever you want at HOBBEEZ, he would do anything for you!
…But now..
You’re gone..
"BASIL, hold onto Y/N for me and keep checking their pulse! I’ll go get my phone and call an ambulance!"
"R-Right..! Their pulse, I think it’s still there..!"
Thankfully since MARI was there, BASIL wouldn’t think of anything insane like.. you know.
As I was saying, MARI was talking with the ambulance while SUNNY ran over to your body.
He was in denial, you’re not dead!
You’re just.. sleeping for now right?
BASIL could only looking at him with guilt.
"The ambulance is coming, oh my god please don’t be dead Y/N.. BASIL, do they still have a pulse?"
"Y-Yeah!.. Yes they do.. thankfully.. hang in there, Y/N, help is coming!.."
Yeah, SUNNY really doesn’t want to believe you’re dead.
But thankfully you’re not though, as long as you still had a pulse right?
"They’re sleeping, right? They’re not dead.."
SUNNY spoke quietly as he kept shaking your body gently, as if he was trying to wake you up from a nap.
"Hey.. Y/N.. wake up.. please.."
MARI gently pulled him aside to talk with him.
"SUNNY, they’re not sleeping! They’re unconscious, because—" MARI stopped before breathing in and out to calm herself down. "Listen, Y/N is gonna go to the hospital and hopefully they’ll be better, okay? So don’t worry, everything is going to be okay."
SUNNY slowly nodded to his sister, before crying on her shoulder, realizing what he had just done.
He basically killed his crush.
MARI comforted him until the ambulance arrived to take you away.
MARI, SUNNY, their parents, and BASIL were already at the hospital when HERO, KEL, their parents as well and AUBREY heard the news and came as fast as they could.
Everyone was worried sick, even your parent guardian(s)!
AUBREY and KEL were crying their eyes out, MARI trying to comfort them, HERO wiping some tears away, BASIL in literal shock as he stared into the floor, and SUNNY..
Oh jeez SUNNY is having it worse.
SUNNY was crying onto your body as it laid on the hospital bed.
He’s quietly apologizing for what he’s done, hoping once you wake up you’d forgive him.
Everyone did their best trying to comfort him but it was unsuccessful.
Of course everyone was relieved you’re not dead (right now) and just in a coma.
But they’re still worried! You’re just a kid, you don’t deserve this!
Everyday, the group would visited you and give you little gifts.
AUBREY would just stare at you as she cried, hoping you’d wake up like everyone else was hoping.
"Please Y/N! Please wake up, everyone is so worried about you, even me! I’ll let you play with MR. PLANTEGG like old times!.. Just— Sniff.. sniff.. WAAAAAH!!"
BASIL would place a pot of a flower that reminds him of you next to you and waters it every time he visits, telling you all the facts about the said flower.
"You know Y/N.. the flower reminds me a lot of you..! Which is why I picked it, hehe.."
"…"
"I’m so sorry for inviting you that day.. if— if I didn’t, you would still be awake and happy and— sniff sniff.. I’m just— so sorry Y/N..!"
KEL and HERO would talk to you about their day and how KEL made it chaotic.
"Yeah, and KEL wouldn’t stop barking back at HECTOR! It’s like he could understand dog language! Haha..!"
"Well, HECTOR started it! He wanted to start a dog argument so I’ll give him what he wants! Hmph!"
"…"
"I hope you wake up, Y/N, then maybe you can have a dog fight with HECTOR too.. haha.."
"And I could laugh at you two.."
MARI would hum the music she was gonna play at the recital that day to you, hoping that can wake you up.
"I really wish they had a piano here, so I can play you the song again!.. I just hope I won’t mess it up for you, Y/N, heehee!"
"…"
"Y’know.. I really hope humming would wake you up, but that’s just silly isn’t it? This isn’t a Disney movie after all, where the problems would just disappear if the princess sings, haahaa.."
And oh boy.. SUNNY..
SUNNY would be talking up a STORM to you, which is so surprising, even for him.
Sometimes when he visits, he’d either talk a lot about his day or just simply cry on you.
He just
He just misses you bro
"You know, sometimes I wish this was all a movie.. remember SLEEPING BEAUTY? Like when the princess was sleeping eternally until the prince came and kissed her and she woke up? I wish that could happen with me and you.. I wish— I wish this never happened.. I just want you back Y/N, please.. please forgive me for pushing you, I swear I— I swear I didn’t mean it..! Please, Y/N..!"
To make this whole thing worse, you unfortunately passed away..
When everyone heard the news, they all cried, especially MARI, BASIL, and SUNNY.
If only they could’ve prevented it happening.
The funeral was filled with guilt, depression and sadness.
Literally everyone cried.
SUNNY did the most.
After four years, everyone is still pretty upset.
SUNNY has had it worse.
Like in the original game, he would shut himself out.
But sometimes he would come outside, because MARI is still there.
But now she’s at college with HERO, so he’s stayed in his bed for those years.
KEL would try getting him outside, sometimes AUBREY and BASIL would help out too..!
Oh yeah, everyone is still okay with each other after 4 years.
But since KEL was the first to accept your death, AUBREY was sort of pissed off at him that he moved on, but BASIL talked with her so I guess they’re fine.
Unless MARI would visit and get him out herself, SUNNY will literally stay inside all day, on his bed.
For headspace, everything is still the same.
MARI would still be a save point, but this time you’re with her as one too!
To make sure you’ll never be harmed, of course.
OMORI would be extra nice to your HEADSPACE counterpart, always sitting to you whenever him and the gang took a break to have a picnic.
Since MARI didn’t die, OMORI’s SOMETHING would NOT resemble MARI, but you.
But however, since REAL WORLD BASIL didn’t stage your death as.. yeah, but was still there the day of the incident, his HEADSPACE counterpart will still go missing.
MARI will be more.. quiet when BASIL goes missing.
So when SUNNY actually opens the door for KEL, AUBREY and BASIL, they’ll all try to hang out, for your sake right?
And thankfully since MARI is still alive, their parents won’t be divorced and they won’t move away so they have all the time in the world!
So when MARI and HERO visit, they all have a picnic next to your grave, all of them imagining you’re still here.
SUNNY would make sure he’d sit the closest to your grave like old times when he’d tried to sit next to you.
Once everyone comes to terms with your death, it’ll be a lot better! Everyone’s always visiting your grave though! Talking to your grave as if they were talking with you!
The grave reads:
Y/N L/N
"Their sun shined brighter when they were here."
Their sun referring to SUNNY, who still loves you till this day.
SUNNY will never fall in love again, he felt like he would betray you if he did.
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srapsodia · 1 year
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Wouldn’t it be so funny if you could do an extension to that drawing of Skull taking the bullet of a fatal attack for Joker? 👁👄👁 Like have Skull just going unconscious from it and just Joker holds him for a second before he just goes absolutely apeshit and tears apart the shadow that did the attack to begin with. (Maybe show them at the end recovering and Akira just suddenly hugs Ryuji and cries a bit because he was very worried that he might’ve lost him) (maybe there would be some blood which would’ve most likely caused Ryuji to pass out idk)
augh anon i DO love this!! but sorry, i dont really take requests like this 😅 the only "request" type stuff i do is when i open prompts, and those are usually tied to a prompt list! i feel like that gives me more creative control over what i do :>
(and i do have prompts open at the moment btw if anyone wants to send in one! though there's a bunch in my ask box that i haven't gotten to yet ahah, sorry about that)
y'all are MORE than welcome to talk scenarios with me though! that's great fun and i'd love to chat more about persona 5!
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arknights-imagines · 2 years
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Hey Exe!! I'd like to gift Specter a large Blahaj plushie (one of those big shark plushies from Ikea)... Skadi has her own orca plushie, I think Specter deserves one of her own too...not sure how she'd react tho.... 👉👈
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Hiya you two svshhs 🥺!! Tysm for joining the Anniversary celebrations and sending in gifts 🥳~ (and I do hope you don't mind me combining your gift asks avshs 👉👈)
Shark plushies for Specter is absolutely adorable sbsjs omg 🥺💕!!! Your gifts will get to her safe, dw!
I wonder what Specter will think of your gifts sgshgs 💞?
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Shark Plushies for Specter
(From @vesvic and @mutsukittylckyouma)
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Specter seems to slowly awaken from a daze as she’s approached. Once Dr. Exe - who ensured you found the Guard Operator, and also assisted in carrying the more sizable of your gifts - is sure you have Specter’s attention, they hastily shove the large item they were holding for you into your arms then they take their leave.
The Guard Operator turns to face you, head tilted to the side, “Who’s there…?” When her eyes lay upon you the air around her becomes softer, warmer, “Ah, it’s you. Good day-” She stops short; her eyes widen a little at two comically proportioned objects in your hold, “My...What is this?”
Remembering why you came to find her, you grin and offer towards her the two shark plush toys - one small enough to fit in a hand and the other requiring two arms to carry.
Specter blinks at you for a moment, almost looking as if she had witnessed a ghost pass by, “You mean to say…these are…for me?” When you nod - genuine and without any semblance of lying - she lifts a hand to her mouth to hide a small gasp of surprise, “A-Ah. Ahaha. These toys look so soft and precious…and you’re offering them to me.” You misread her reaction as displeasure, which causes you to shrink a little; perhaps she didn't like your gifts?
Then, however, a pink grows on the paper complexion of her cheeks and in her eyes rises a glittering sparkle. “No one has ever done anything like this for me before…my heart is pacing so very quickly, please allow me a moment to gather myself.” Specter whips around for a moment, hiding her face away from you by burying it inside of her hands. A long amount of time passes, you hear her mutter in your direction, “How can you make me feel like this? So happy, that it’s maddening…”; she only turns around when you touch her shoulder gently. When the Guard Operator turns back to you, you place both shark plushies into her arms, and she accepts them timidly. The large one fills both her arms, and the smaller one is tucked close to her chest.
Specter squeezes her arms around both toys, nuzzling her cheek into their soft fabric; a soft, pleased sigh leaves her lips. “I thank you.” Still with her cheek pressed to the plushies, she smiles warmly at you, “Both of your gifts will always, always hold a special place within me…”
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fatedefyd · 1 year
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   @diisccvery​​ foretold :   His tail slithered around the woman's waist, pulled tight and snug against his chest as clawed, roaming hands snuck their way beneath the crimson cloth. Hands full of mighty flesh squeezing and pampering the sensitive mound as hot puffs of air groaned from his snout, causing the golden ring to dangle as the demon pressed his face into the nook of her neck. "Evening, divinity.." - A treat
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         Even after all these years, he’s still as handsy as ever.  Quite flattering, she thinks, even after having a child centuries ago.
         This isn’t to say that the princess doesn’t expect her husband to be affectionate with her  --  on the contrary :  since his revival, the Demon Bull King had been acutely aware of the lack of aging on her part and, dare she say, he’s been quite touch-starved since the day he had been sealed away.  But he’s here, now.  And he seems intent on catching up on five-hundred years of marital perks that she, too, has been deprived of for so, so long. 
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   ❝ hello to you, too... ❞  Iron Fan counters with a mild groan as one of her own smaller hands comes to rest on his forearm, the other reaching to cradle the side of his muzzle.
         When he touches her like this, Iron Fan revels in the hot jolt of lightening that shoots up her spine ; titanous hands cover and grasp at her hidden flesh, her pulse raising beneath his palms.  
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phoebenpiperx · 2 years
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Summary:
Charlie’s spending the weekend with family and friends, many of whom have been asked to do unpleasant tasks. To Charlie, there’s an obvious answer, but others don’t see it that way. It isn’t until Charlie is over at Nick’s that he realises the reason for this...and discovers the value in simply asking.
TV canon compliant, set after S1 E6. Fluff. (Plus a PSA on askers vs. guessers!)
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muppetebbtide · 7 months
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LOCKED TOMB CHARACTERS X CLASSICAL REFERENCES
explanations for parallels come from here and here
I know I spelt pelleamena wrong and missed off juno zeta btw but it was getting a bit crowded. I could also probably extrapolate more but it can stay like this for now
EDIT: BITS WOT I FORGOT AND ADDITIONS FROM TAGS:
@mayasaura makes a fantastic point about the treatment of gideon's body by BOE being almost identical to the treatment of hector's by achilles, down to animals refusing to touch it and it not rotting or tearing because of divine intervention. hence there should be a light blue line between gideon and hector. this hadn't ocurred to me is and is v cool, here is their post on it (the original asker's point about harrow and priam is also v good)
@iamanoccasionaldoodler points out that Pyrrha is named after Achilles directly, given the 'Achilles taking the name of Pyrrha while on Skyros avoiding the war' thing; I did just forget to draw the line here sorry lol it was in my post! also the tags about camilla and hector... no you're right. they feel so similar, there has to be something.
@zombified-queer mentions I left out dios apate; bugger it, so I did lmao. I was focusing mostly on characters but that's such a big one! in the iliad it's the deception of zeus, hera's plan to distract him by seducing him so that the greeks can regain the upper hand. in harrow the ninth, as we know, it's... not dissimilar! both times in fact it is very similar!
I did also forget Juno Zeta I know, but as it currently stands I don't really know if it has any narrative significance...? Maybe.
I also realised I forgot Protesilaus, god damn it
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tachibubu · 1 year
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Hello again!
Can you write one with Aegon? Where his wife, who has just discovered she is pregnant, ends up being attacked by an undercover guard and nearly kills her, but her bodyguard kills the intruder. However, even injured, when Aegon returns to the room without knowing what happened, because she didn't want to tell him, he sees her injured and takes care of her.
HOW THEY REACT WHEN YOU WERE INJURED
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∆ PAIRING ; Aemond Targaryen | Jacaerys Velaryon | Aegon II Targaryen x Pregnant!Reader/OC/Self-Insert
∆ SUMMARY ; In which the boys were unable to protect you while pregnant when an assassination had happen when he is not within your reach. (Takes place during the war towards late war.)
∆ WARNINGS ; angst with fluffy ending, youre pregnant, minimal violence, ooc characters, some minor/major(?) spoilers from the book (wont indicate what it is).
NOTE ;   I changed the concept to them knowing you're pregnant instead so that their intentions would be far more heavy! It's quite hard to write it fully so I hope it is fine! (got the askers permission to write it with Jac and Ae too!)
Aegon was content with the few things he had in life and would not want them stripped away. The war took a toll on his whole life, which is still currently happening to his dismay. He was trying to hunt with a handful of his comrades to alleviate his nerves before the Blacks made their move while still struggling with a foot injury. However, the peaceful moment was quickly interrupted when a squire hurried to deliver some news. He turned his horse to ride back to the castle in such a hurry that not even the knights and lords who had been riding with him could halt when he learned about the incident that had recently occurred while he was gone.
He yelled as he slid off the horse without assistance, "Who dares touch the queen? I will rip their limbs off!" He winced in agony but dragged his injured feet towards the assembly of knights despite the advice of the maesters, who sought to assist him but were met with a swat of his palm.
His gaze penetrated the bloodied man next to your sworn protector, Ser Criston Cole, "So you're the fuckin' bastard," he snarled. He was littered with bruises and wounds; Criston clearly took a toll on him, but he managed to keep himself from doing more harm, though Aegon remained unsatisfied. Rather, he gave the man a punch to the face, then spat at him before sneering at Criston. He was clearly unhappy with him for not having been able to prevent the incident straight away, but he kept quiet. "Ser Criston, I command you to amputate each of his limbs one by one."
"Try not to cut his nerve. I want him to experience it slowly," were his last words before he left and dismissed the pleas of mercy from the assailant, asking the servants to escort him to your shared quarters immediately.
You were covered in bruises and had a fresh cut on your lip when he first met you. He fought back tears as he demanded the healers to leave your chamber immediately and cursed at them for mistreating you while he was absent even if they were trying their best to alleviate your pain. When the room was empty, he had knelt down next to you, trying to bandage you, though his limited knowledge of such things frustrated him before he whimpered on your lap. Suffocating himself within his own tears.
He sobbed uncontrollably while you whispered sweet words of comfort to him, "I'm sorry, I'm deeply sorry,... " He doesn't know anything; he doesn't even know how to protect his pregnant wife and their unborn child. He became frustrated with himself as he bit his lip, drawing blood, and vented his feelings to you: "My sweet girl, I can't even protect you."
"I'm frightened," he confessed as he pecked the back of your hand before peering at you while tears gushed down his ashen cheeks, his eyes begging for forgiveness. "I will never leave you again, my love. I promise."
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Aemond had just returned from an expedition with Vhagar. He had received a notice from the Keep informing him that you had been the victim of an attempted assassination. No matter how he urged Vhagar to fly faster, she did not advance him far enough for him to be satisfied with the pace.
Vhagar landed outside the gates after entering the Red Keep's border. His dignity eluded him as he fled. Even though they paid no heed at Aemond, the knights were perplexed by the prince's unexpected action. Whenever a maester attempted to stop the prince's advances, he was silenced by the prince's gaze, too scared to face the wrath of the second prince as he lived up to his infamous reputation.
He gasped for air when he saw you laying on your shared bed and then walked cautiously over to you, as if not to scare you. "What happened to him?" he whispered, his voice cold yet soothing.
"Dead, Aemond," You immediately embraced the evidently shaken man, and he reciprocated the embrace, trying to ease his tremors. He felt disgusted with himself for not being able to even protect you through such a catastrophic event, yet he was also relieved that you were still alive and breathing and that your pregnancy was not affected. "I am afraid." You added before Aemond gave you a tender kiss.
He inspected your wounds delicately, asking, "Where does it hurt?" You pointed to the locations of all the injuries and recounted what had happened in extensive detail while he grunted in agreement. If it had been someone else, you may have assumed they were not paying attention, but Aemond had a different way of expressing it; after kissing you once again, he cleansed your wounds and covered them with fresh cloths.
His brows furrowed as he was plainly distressed and lost in thought. You smiled before placing your lips against his in an attempt to console him, and he moaned in surprise but returned the kiss deeply. He guided you with his hand behind your neck and did not rush the tender moment you two were sharing. He pressed his forehead against yours after several kisses and whispered lowly, "I'll kill them all, every last one of them."
"I'll win this war for you and for our child, my lady, my (Y/N)."
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Jacaerys, who seeks to control his emotions as advised by his teacher, couldn't help but spout incoherent obscenities when the information was presented to him. He had just completed sealing the partnership of the North when he received unfortunate news as soon as he arrived in Dragonstone.
He projected his voice into the room: "When did it take place?" The black council stayed silent. Mysaria, the acknowledged Mistress of Whisperers, spoke up with clarity, concerned that she might have disrespected the prince. She had just entered Dragonstone to deliver information when she was met by the prince's wrath.
"Just half a moon ago, my prince," she answered honestly, as Jacaerys clasped both of his hands together and took a deep breath. His anger is only just rising.
He hissed faintly, "And you told me exactly that now?"
Before Mysaria could respond, a Lord intervened, saying, "It is my duty to see you tended first before —"
The thud of the chair collapsing on the floor echoed throughout the room before the prince went out. Although he stomped violently with each stride, they were nevertheless somewhat elegant. The council members lowered their heads as he passed by them, but he didn't take note of it as he glanced at his protector and beckoned for him to follow.
However, once he had left the room, he developed a scowl, and his previous comfortable gait had been replaced with a brisker one. His breath paused as he witnessed you being treated for your injuries by the healers, after presumably having only just nudged the door partially open.
When you spotted him at last, you had the strength to smile at him briefly. He sat next to you on your bed and thanked the healers, pleased with their work, but it pained his heart to see you smiling even in your condition. He showered you with multiple soft kisses on your forehead, nose, lips, and neck before resting his head on your shoulder.
His palm massaged your growing stomach as his voice was low, and he said, "My lovely girls." Despite the fact that he longed for a boy, he caved in and accepted that his unborn child would be a girl as a result of the way you would correct him frequently when he spoke of the male pronouns for your child.
"You were so strong; I am very proud of you." He uttered it before giving you a peck on the stomach; his head is now resting on it as he sings a lullaby while both of you rest. "Do not worry; I am here now, and no one will lay a hand on you ever again."
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mika-ayumi · 6 months
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i need more pomni x fem reader please 🙏
Your wish is my command dear asker
POMNI X FEM READER HEADCANNONS CONTINUED
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You will need a lot of validation. She's very insecure.
When she gets out of it you have her kisses on the cheek forehead ect. To get her out of it and she's always really flustered afterwords
Jax teases the living fuck outta you too and you and Ragatha tell him off (it doesn't do much)
You guys are "SHE ASKED FOR NO PICKLES" and Pomni stands behind you like "thankyouiloveyousomuch"
You and Ragatha get along because you two are Keeping Pomni sane
Cuddles when Pomni is really stressed
You tend to pick her up bridal style and carry her to her room
She likes running fingers through your hair(if you have some) she finds it relaxing
You two try to find an exit together as Pomni loves you to bits and wants to take you with her.
She made a promise to herself when they leave they will find you.
I hope you enjoyed!
I like writing for pomni she's a fun character to write for!!
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emo-trash88 · 22 days
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HELLO HELLO ONYX,DEARIE!!
I'm baaaack!~
(me,coming to your blog when I have an Idea because I want to feed you: )
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The platonic asker,yours truly,has come once more to request a new platonic headcanon!
May I please have platonic! any character you'd like (Maybe Alastor,Vox and Lucifer,but you may change that as always! All characters are welcome.) With Child!Gn!Reader that randomly goes out (maybe teleports? Idk,just a random idea) and brings back random sinners (mostly poor and homeless) at the hotel/the character's work and goes "They wanted to work for/with you!!" with that little sweet and innocent voice of theirs? They're really naive and talks to everyone really kindly,a bit like my first ask! They're just a sweet sunshine kid that wants to help those in need! It's not their fault there are bad people that may use them,they just want to help!!
Anyways,I think that's good for me!!
Here's another reminder to take care of yourself! Eat,drink and sleep well,honey!
Enjoy writing this new prompt <33
Stay proud,
-Nina <33
I MISSEDD YOUUUU!!! And that prompt is giving me flashbacks to when I brought a feral raccoon into my house when I was a little kid lmao. But I love this!
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Alastor, Vox, and Lucifer x Sweet Child! reader
THIS IS STRICTLY PLATONIC AND SHOULD ONLY BE TAKEN AS SUCH
Pronouns: Second person, gender neutral
Tw: Kidnapping? (Can a child kidnap someone?), pedos, general hazbin hotel
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Alastor -
- I would say this man would be disappointed but in all honesty, he probably taught you how to steal people by accident.
- It would most likely take place after Charlie goes on one of her rants about how she needs more people at the hotel, and you being the cute little child you are, waddle away to go find some.
- I feel like he wouldn't particularly notice you missing until you show back up, random ass sinner in tow.
- Obviously you get lectured by everyone for stealing a person off the street and bringing him to where you live.
- cause...y'know...pedophiles happen to be in hell.
- But after you pull out the cute little eyes and the "I just wanted to help" everyone kinda gives up.
- Alastor does make you release him back outside like a butterfly you grabbed (omg that is something I never thought I would write)
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Vox -
- As I've mentioned before, this man kinda lowkey sucks.
- Like Alastor, probably accidentally taught you how to steal someone, but he probably did it on purpose or some shit.
- You'd most likely see him murder fire another one of his workers and decide that he needs an immediate replacement.
- So you take your two little feet and waddle down the streets of hell asking anyone and everyone if they want to work for Vox.
- Obviously everyone wants to work for the Vees, so you end up bringing like a hoard of people to the office and kinda just, bring them in.
- As I've mentioned, this man would not notice you being gone like, ever, so when you magically show tf up with like 70 people all in tow, he is partially impressed and partially confused.
- He asks you why you brought so many people and you just look up at him with your cute little baby doll eyes and go "I thought you needed someone to replace mr. dead guy".
- He honestly kinda appreciates it and gives you a little pat on the head as he kills kicks out everyone you brought.
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Lucifer -
- This man pays copious amounts of attention to you so the fact you were able to waddle away to go collect people off the street is honestly astounding.
- He was like, super art blocked and could not come up with another idea for a duck, and it was starting to piss both of you off.
- So you do your little thing and walk off by yourself to collect another person to help come up with some sweet succulent duck ideas.
- Well turn out, creepy people exist in hell (surprise surprises).
- So a creepy ass guy follows you to the palace and when you get back Lucifer panics.
- He was worried you died or something and was about to go find you when you show up with a rando behind you.
- Lucifer politely scolds you for running off like that, but before you could introduce him to the guy you found to help, the guy left.
- So you give up and instead devote a lot of your time to making a new rubber duck
- Lucifer ends up making a duck that can track where you are incase you go wandering off again.
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This was so funny to write, I hope y'all enjoyed reading it!
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gabessquishytum · 13 days
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Hi, everyone! Gabe/Leo here. Welcome to my new pinned post. You'll find lots of info here, including a new tag library curated by @seiya-starsniper which should help you filter (or follow) particular bits of content. This post will be updated from time to time and will also tell you whether my inbox is open or not <3
For reference, my inbox is currently CLOSED.
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Since you've found yourself on my blog, please note that a lot of my content is not safe for work! I am over 18, and if you're on my blog, you should be too! Content rated over 18 will also be tagged as #nsft
Here on my blog, people like to send me asks with scenarios, prompts or fic ideas that they have had, and I take a bit of time each day to respond with my own “yes, and” - collaborating with the original asker to make a small piece of fandom content. Sometimes other people are inspired by this and write their own fics based on the posts! It's a lovely collaborative space where all are welcome - including those who wish to stay anonymous.
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I am primarily focused on dreamling! But I also love to write other ships in the fandom. The tags I use for ships are:
#corintheus
#dreamling
#hoblethros
#hobrinthian
#hobrintheus
#hobstruction
#immortal throuple
#hob x everyone
#hob x lucifer
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The general tags that I use for sandman/writing content are as follows:
#dream of the endless
#ferdinand kingsley
#fic recs
#hob gadling
#horny q
#meowpheus
#my writing
#nsft
#the sandman
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I also have some specific alternate universes which you can find or filter out with these tags:
#ace dream
#ace hob
#ballet au
#bdsm au
#bratty dream
#dreamling gender swap
#bratty hob
#disabled dreamling
#catboys
#chef hob
#cow hob
#fantasy au
#fat hob
#fem dream
#fem hob
#mafia au
#mob au
#sugar daddy au
#the addams family
#trans dream
#trans hob
#vampire au
#werewolf au
#warprize au
#warprize hob
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For more of your tag filtering or searching needs, the following is a list of content warning tags that I will strive to use consistently. This list will be updated depending on what comes up in the future:
#dead dove do not eat
#cw age gap
#cw age regression
#cw agrere
#cw alcohol or #cw intox
#cw attempted murder
#cw birth
#cw biting 
#cw blackmail
#cw blood
#cw body modification
#cw body mutilation
#cw breeding
#cw child abuse
#cw cheating
#cw choking
#cw christmas
#cw cnc
#cw cucking
#cw daddy kink
#cw dark content
#cw death
#cw dermatillomania
#cw diaper
#cw disordered eating 
#cw domestic control
#cw dubcon or #cw dubious consent
#cw drugging or #cw drugs
#cw exhibitionism
#cw feederism or #cw feeding kink
#cw findom or #cw financial domination
#cw food
#cw food issues
#cw free use
#cw genitalia
#cw grief
#cw guns
#cw homelessness
#cw humiliation
#cw hunger
#cw hybrids
#cw infertility
#cw infidelity
#cw internalized homophobia
#cw kidnapping
#cw lactation
#cw major character death
#cw malnourishment
#cw manipulation
#cw medical
#cw memory loss
#cw menstruation
#cw mental health
#cw monsterfucking
#cw mpreg
#cw murder
#cw noncon
#cw object insertion
#cw objectification
#cw omegaverse
#cw omo
#cw overstim
#cw oviposition
#cw parent death or #cw patricide
#cw pain
#cw physical abuse
#cw piss
#cw pregnancy
#cw prostitution
#cw rough kink
#cw rough sex
#cw s&m
#cw scars
#cw scat
#cw self harm
#cw sex addiction
#cw sex pollen
#cw sex work
#cw sexual harassment
#cw sleep paralysis
#cw somnophilia
#cw spiking
#cw stalking
#cw suicide
#cw sui mention 
#cw stockholm syndrome
#cw teacher x student or #cw teacher/student
#cw tentacles
#cw threats
#cw toxic relationship
#cw transphobia
#cw violence
#cw vomit
#cw voyeurism
#cw watersports
#cw weight
#cw wetting
#cw yandere
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Finally, some of my anons like to identify themselves with emojis! This isn't mandatory at all. But here's a list of anons who have emoji-fied themselves (please note this may not be a complete list):
#yan anon
#🐈‍⬛ anon
#🍃 anon
#🦇 anon
#💳 anon
#🦊 anon
#🧀 anon
#🚒 anon
#🔪 anon
#💄 anon
#🌳 anon
#🎮 anon
#💍 anon
#🦒 anon
#🌘 anon
#🎸 anon
#🦎 anon
#🪽anon
#🍓 anon
#🤜 anon
#🐙 anon
#🐉 anon
#💎 anon
#🎭 anon
#🌛 anon
#🌻 anon
#🎉 anon
#❄️ anon
#🍐 anon
#🍭 anon
#🦋 anon
#🤰anon
#🖋 anon
#🏵 anon
#🦩anon
#🪐 anon
#🦄 anon
#💥 anon
#🍰🐲 anon
#☂️ anon
#👠 anon
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Thank you for reading, I hope you have a lovely day! ❤️
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roryintheir90s · 1 year
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Cellbit or Maximus from the QSMP
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I would have done Maximus as well, but I gen don't know much about him. I hope Cellbit satisfies you enough tho <3
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midnight-pluto · 2 months
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I have returned for the 400 followers event and humbly request for an x gn reader
Fandom: PJO
Format: One shot
Character: Grover underwood or Annabeth chase
Plot/Prompt?: Reader who is a monster, but is docile and when (character) encounters them, they think the reader is going to harm a demigod they're near in a school
(Idk if that made sense but you can avoid the plot and just have the prompt of monster reader)
- PJO asker
VIBES — annabeth chase
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TROPES: crack, pining
PAIRING(S): book!annabeth chase x gn!monster!reader
UNIVERSE: canon-divergent
WARNING(S): swearing, can be read as platonic, reader has sharp teeth
A/N: i wasn’t entirely sure what kind of monster to make reader, so i left it as ambiguous as possible
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IT WAS NEARING the end of the day when Annabeth looked out her classroom window.
She’s grown accustomed to the sight of monsters whenever she was simply attending to daily tasks, but the sight of a monster laying under a tree comfortably wasn’t one of them.
Normally she would pay no more attention than needed to the monster as school was about to end and she could easily take care of it, but this was around the third time she's seen this specific monster.
How could she tell?
Well, when she looked away from the window and continued to scribble down some more math equations into her notebook and looked back, it seemed that there was only another student on their break period.
A very familiar student, that she's seen a multitude of times. Like sitting outside an ice cream parlor, petting a nearby stray cat, and very ominously sitting on a swing set late at night in a park.
Monsters didn't have the ability to change their appearances that the mist showed, so it was obvious that it was the same monster.
Annabeth impatiently tapped her pencil against the desk in thought, wanting the day to end already so she can go deal with the monster outside. Her thoughts were no longer preoccupied on how to solve the equations on the board, but why the monster was behaving the way it was.
Usually monsters didn't have the intellect to bide their time or have any regards to the nearby surroundings, so why was this one just sitting there?
It could possibly be that they did in fact have the brains to observe her every move and study her, but then why would they choose to attack her in an extremely public setting?
Thinking about it just asked more questions than answered, which isn't what she wanted at all.
Silently sighing to herself, she just continues to try and solve the written problems in front of her as a means to distract her mind.
Clicking her mechanical pencil once, a voice interrupts the silence.
"The bells about to ring, so whatever you didn't finish in class will be homework."
Sighing outwardly, she begins to pack up all of her things into her backpack like the rest of her peers. Looking back out the window, she sees that the monsters position hadn't changed one bit and narrows her eyes in thought.
Thankfully, the rest of the class was busy conversing with each other or on their phones while the teacher didn't care enough about what she was about to do.
Cracking open the door, she looks both ways and walks out of the classroom. She could hear calls from inside the class but pays them no mind, her concerns and mind were elsewhere.
Stepping down the last step, the bell rings and she's the first one out of the building, making a beeline to the monsters direction.
Slipping a hand into her pocket, she grips the handle of her knife knowing what she's dealing with.
However, she did in fact not know what she was dealing with.
Hearing the sound of footsteps in your direction, you slightly open your eye to see who was approaching. Inhaling slightly, you could automatically recognize that it was a demigod, a daughter of one of the olympians no less due to the powerful aura surrounding her.
Observing the nonchalance of the "student" in front of her, she stares down at them, trying to figure out how to first start up a conversation with them.
"So, you come here often?"
Nailed it.
"Nah, just came here for the food," you lazily reply, tired eyes staring back up at the girl in front of you.
Eyes widening at your choice of wording, Annabeth speaks up again, "Food?"
"Yeah, the cafeteria here is shit though. Took a bag of apple slices and saw that they were expired," you yawned, unintentionally showing off your sharp teeth to the demigod.
Grey eyes stared at them intently, not bothering to soften her word choice, "I thought you were going to talk about demigods."
"Nah, I'm just vibin' man," you shake your head.
She pauses for a second, "Vibing?”
"Yup," you nonchalantly nod.
"How am I supposed to know you're telling the truth? How do I trust that you aren't actually here to attempt to attack me?" she takes a defensive step back.
Humming in thought, you reply, "I would've done so already, simple. If you want me to go I will, no hard feelings. I understand your perspective on things right now."
"So, just like that? You're just going to leave if I asked you to?" Annabeth asked incredulously.
"I ain't tryin' to mess up anyone's vibe," you simply state, standing up from under the tree, dusting off any dirt left on you.
"What's the catch?" she deadpans.
"No catch. No deal," you shrug.
Looking you up and down she scoffs, "That's hard to believe."
"Well, maybe it could be a deal," you trail off.
Stiffening up, she tightens the grip on her blade, "What's the deal?"
"Are you a child of Athena, by chance?" you inquire.
Hesitating for a second, she responds, "Yes, what about it?"
"What's your name?"
"What?" she furrows her brows, trying to decipher what you were trying to get at.
"Your name, I wanna know what it is," you explain, but not in a menacing way, more so casually. As if you were actually a new student trying to make a new friend.
"...Annabeth."
"Annabeth," you trail off, "Oh! The architect of Olympus?”
"Yeah, what about it?" she asks, not prepared for your sudden interest in her reputation.
"Nothin,' just thought that that was cool," you explain, beginning to walk away from her.
"Where are you going?" she inquires, shocked at your sudden actions, "What about the deal you wanted to make?"
Looking over your shoulder back to her, "That was the deal. I just wanted to know your name."
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A/N: women.
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peterman-spideyparker · 10 months
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Horses and Zebras (College!Matt Murdock x Fem!Reader)
Author’s Note: I wrote this a bit ago with the intention of having this be smutty, but what I was coming up with just didn’t feel right, so I pivoted and turned it into this. I wanted to use a gif of college Matt but this one popped up, and I will never not use a gif of Tristan Thorn if given the chance and I’m also sorry for the sucky title. It might have a second part, but that’s TBD. Enjoy! :)
Summary: You’re in the medical program at Columbia, but you have some space in your schedule to take an elective, so you opt for a health policy and law class. What you don’t expect is meeting a handsome, blind law student.
Warnings: Fluff, flirting, medical jargon, angst (mentions of death, medical diseases), swearing
Other Characters: Foggy Nelson
Word Count: 2,184
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“Is this seat taken?” you hear a smooth, deep voice ask to your right as you take out your notebook and pencil case.
“It’s up for grabs,” you say with a smile as you turn to look at the asker. You feel your cheeks burn hot when you see the handsome man with brown hair, navy sweater, and sunglasses standing with a soft smile. He shifts the cane in his hands as he puts his bag down and begins unpacking his things. “I’m (Y/N), by the way.”
“Matt,” he returns as he settles. “Are you a 2L or a 3L?”
“I’m actually a med student—year and a half left.”
His thick eyebrows scrunch and his lips turn into a confused frown. “They’re letting a med student take a law class?”
“Well, it’s a health law and policy class. I’ve taken some summer courses to get ahead, and my advisor vouched for me. I figured if I’m going to be a doctor, I should try to help them and advocate for them as much as I can. Even if I know a little of it, I hope it would be a big help for some patients.”
“Wow,” he says softly. “You don’t really meet people that think like that.”
“Tell me about it. There’s this guy in my class, right? Stephen. He’s thinks he’s a real hot-shot surgical godsend, when really he’s just an egomaniac that always has to be the one holding the knife.”
“Sounds like a real dick,” he says with a sympathetic pout.
“There’s always people like that in any profession, I guess. Any people like that come to mind in the law program? Or am I talking to one?”
“I guess it depends on who you ask.”
“Mm,” you hum with a little smirk. “Sounds like a yes for the second to me.”
Matt smiles and licks his lips. It looks like he is just about to say something else when the professor walks in with her briefcase.
“Good morning and welcome to Intro to Health Law Advocacy. Now, we will be starting with medical ethics, and from there, segue into medical malpractice—which is slightly askew from the way it’s organized in the book. If you’ll open your textbooks to chapter eight . . .”
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“How are you not worried about this exam?” Matt asks, flipping through his notes on his bed, taking off his glasses and putting them to the side, pinching the bridge of his nose.
“Well, so far, I’m already familiar with these things,” you sigh as you turn on the chair at his desk. “We covered them the first or second year of the med program. I really haven’t learned anything new that will help me as a doctor. This class isn’t what I thought it would be, and I’m starting to think that’s why they let a med student take a law class.”
“So, what exactly are you studying right now, then?”
“Advanced abdominal and reproductive anatomy and diseases.”
“Ew,” he grimaces.
“Eh, it’s not bad. Some of my friends and I have done the ‘What’s my disease?’ game with all the symptoms and stuff, it’s just making sure I get these muscles right.” 
“How can I help?”
You lightly scoff. “Matthew, are you trying to get out of studying?”
“I would never,” he says in mock offense, a wry smirk almost immediately pulling at his lips. 
“It’s good you’re practicing your lying now,” you laugh as you move to make a highlight in your notes. “You really wouldn’t want something that bad presented in court.”
“Seriously, though,” he offers after he stops laughing. “I need a bit of a study break, honestly. How can I help you?”
“You could always just sit there and tell me how pretty I am.”
“(Y/N).”
“Matt, I appreciate it, but I don’t know if you can. Unless you want to be a live model, that is.”
“How so?”
You sigh, regretting even having brought it up. “It’s one thing to read it and look at diagrams, but it’s another thing to actually do it on a person.”
“Okay. So,” Matt draws out, putting a tab in his book. “I could lie down, and you’d poke and prod and tell me what you’d feel if I was a patient with one of the things in your book?”
“Yeah, I guess. Would you be comfortable with that?”
Matt nods. “I need a break from these laws—my fingers can’t take it anymore.”
“Alright, then.”
You know to do this, Matt would have to take his shirt off, but you’re not quite prepared for when he does. You can tell that Matt is in shape just by looking at him, but seeing how sculpted he is, the defined dips and curves of his muscles on his taut and smooth skin, you’re not prepared for how your mouth waters. Laying down on the twin bed, he lifts his arms, folding his hands behind his head, resting all nonchalantly with a cocky smirk on his lips.
“You alright there, doctor?” he asks, shifting ever so slightly and making his muscles flex.
“I’m not a doctor yet, Matty,” you tell him, grabbing your notes before you get up.
“You don’t need those.”
“How do you expect me to tell you which uncommon disease that you fictionally have when I poke you in certain places? It’s not like you know the symptoms.”
“You use your memory, sweetheart, that’s how.”
Your cheeks burn hot at the nickname, but it’s enough to convince you to put down your notes. 
“Okay,” you start, moving forward as you retie your ponytail. “Let me start with something easy just to get going. Appendicitis. Appendix becomes inflamed from infection and fills with pus. Pain is caused in the lower right abdomen, usually starting right around here.” You apply light pressure near his belly button on his rock hard abs. How does he have abs this great? “Pain will lessen the pressure is applied, but will get worse when my fingers get removed.” I mimic my motion with my words.
“Ow, it hurts really bad,” Matt adds for effect with a pout, making you giggle. “Doc, you gotta help me.”
“Well, you don’t have a fever,” you play along, feeling his forehead with the back of your hand. “Not nauseous, either. Could just be gas. But, if you do later on, it hurts when you cough, walk, or laugh, and the pain shifts here and your abdomen becomes rigid—,” you continue, moving your fingers lower, “—that’s then we have an issue. An ultrasound will confirm it’s an appendicitis.”
“Easy enough.” Matt’s tone is cool, but the blush on his chest, neck, and cheeks say otherwise. “What’s one of the rarer ones?”
“Well, that’d be something like Hirschsprung’s disease. It’s when there’s a lack of nerve cell bodies in part of the bowel. People are born with it, but it might not develop until later in life. Pain can present anywhere.”
“Well, that doesn’t make diagnosis sound easy.”
“It’s not as common. One of the first things you’re told is to look for horses not zebras; what someone might thinks is uncommon is actually something common presenting differently.”
“Then what happens when it’s actually uncommon?”
“People end up going to multiple doctors,” you sigh. “Or, they realize it’s uncommon when it’s too late. And the sad thing is, it happens—it happens a lot more to female patients than male patients because . . . fuck, I don’t know, people think women are weak.”
“You sound like you’re talking from experience.”
“Cuz I am.” You sit down on the edge of the mattress, your shoulders slumping forward as you hang your head. “One of my closest friends in high school, she was so incredibly fit and healthy, but she hadn’t been feeling right. One doctor said it was the flu, a physician’s assistant said it was PMS, another said it might be something carcinogenic. Then one day our senior year when she was at home, she just collapsed. After a week, they figured out it was a neurological disease. It ran in her family, but it hadn’t manifested in anyone. And by the end of that week, she was gone.”
“(Y/N), I’m so sorry,” Matt says softly, sitting up and putting his hand on yours.
“I’m so afraid of turning into one of those doctors,” you breathe quietly. “I don’t want to worry anyone for no reason, to put them through unnecessary tests that insurance might not cover and they might not be able to afford. But I’m so worried that one day, I’m just going to convince myself that one of those zebras is a horse, and then someone else will lose their best friend.”
“We haven’t known each other for long, but I like to think that in the semester I’ve known you, I’ve gotten to know you well. So I know that when you become a doctor, you will treat every one of your patients with respect, kindness, and compassion. You’ll listen to them and their concerns, and do the absolute best to give them the care they need. If you think there’s a zebra in the room, I know you’ll trust your gut and approach it in the right way. It’s not gonna be easy, and it won’t be without its difficult times, but I have every last faith in you and your abilities.”
“I don’t think you know how much that means to me to hear,” you admit, your voice thick with emotion. “You really are going to be a great lawyer, Matt. And I’m not just saying that. A lot of the same nice things you just said about me apply to you, though. You’re kind, compassionate, and you just want to help. There’s nothing more admirable than that.”
You feel electricity move across your skin when he rubs his thumb over your knuckles. Your noses touch before you tilt your heads to the side so they slot better together, your lips millimeters apart before the door to his dorm opens.
“Guess who just got a date with Marci!” Foggy cheers triumphantly as he comes into the room, stuttering to a halt when he registers how you and Matt slide away from one another. “Sorry, I di—.”
“No—,” you start.
“Fog, we—,” Matt says over you.
“I should get going, anyways,” you say as you stand to gather your things. “I’ll see you in class tomorrow, Matt.”
“I’ll see you,” he says softly. “Text me when you get back to your dorm safe.”
“Will do. Night.”
As soon as you close the door to their room, you can immediately hear Foggy start profusely apologizing.
“Dude, I didn’t know! I’m so sorry—,” he starts.
“Fog, keep your voice down!” Matt hushes him urgently. “She can hear you!”
“She’s probably all the way down the hall at this point. Is that the hot med student you’ve been telling me about?”
“Fog—!”
“Don’t pull that ‘How would I know they’re hot’ shit—you always find the prettiest girls and ensnare them in your Murdock charm.”
You can’t help but giggle as you walk down the hall and start back to your place. So . . . Matt has talked about you to Foggy. You guess you can tick that off of your curiosity list. You wonder what exactly he’s told his best friend about. You’re so lost in thought and reliant on muscle memory that you don’t realize you’re back in your place until you slump your bag off your shoulders and it hits the floor. Pulling out your phone, you lean against the door and begin to text Matt.
“Your hot med student friend is safe in her dorm,” you type, grinning like an idiot as you bite your lip.
It takes him a little bit to respond.
“I’m glad,” he says with a little smiley face emoji. Another text bubbles before it disappears, reappears, and I have a new text on my screen. “I’m sorry for what Foggy said.”
“Don’t worry about it.”
“So you did hear it. Eavesdropper ;).”
“I heard enough of it.”
You grow nervous when he doesn’t text back right away. In an effort to shake off the discomfort at the potential crater you might just have carved into your friendship, you change into your pajamas and grab what you need to start studying for you other classes. Just as you get in the right study spot, your phone buzzes to life with a text.
“You’re not mad?” it reads. 
“At you? Impossible.” Your finger hovers over the send button, wondering if it would push the envelope too much for the night, but then you remember the initial text you sent over, getting enough courage to click down on the blue circle with the arrow. “If you need me for anything, I’m just a text away.”
“Good to know. There’s no way I’m making it through this without you.”
Does . . . Does he mean the test? The class? He is too flirty for his own good. But you know one thing for sure: you have a big, fat, undeniable crush on Matt Murdock.
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A while ago i made a salty comics ask game, I'd like to balance it out, so without further ado
What about comics do you love, ask game?
[x] indicates the asker's choice
Who's your favorite character and why?
Who's your favorite supporting character and why?
Who's your favorite comics hero/sidekick duo?
What's your favorite comic book friendship?
What's your favorite comic book sibling relationship?
Who's a character you love seeing interacting with [x]?
Who's your favorite author (fanon or canon)?
Who's your favorite artist (fanon or canon)?
What comics are you keeping up with?
Share a favorite comic panel.
Share a comic panel that makes you laugh.
Share a sweet comic panel.
Share a comic panel you like with [x] in it.
What's your favorite thing about character [x]?
Who's your favorite family of characters?
Who's your favorite team of characters?
What's your favorite canon ship?
What's your favorite ship with [x], canon or not?
What do you like about being a comics fan?
If you were given a comic run for character [x], what would you write about?
Share a favorite piece of comics lore.
Any comics you're looking forward to?
Who's your favorite background character?
What's your favorite crossover event?
Who's your favorite villain?
If you got sucked into a comic, which one would you pick?
Any comic runs you've been meaning to read?
What got you into comics?
What are some of your favorite comics blogs?
What's been a good change to comics status quo?
Shine a light on a character you think deserves more love.
Who are two characters you'd like to see interact more?
What's your favorite tv show adaptation?
What's your favorite movie adaptation?
What's your favorite video game adaptation?
What's your favorite costume/design for [x]?
Any characters you used to dislike but now you like? What changed your mind?
What's your favorite comic book trope?
What comic plotline gives you brain worms?
What's a comic that's so bad you ended up finding it funny?
What's a comic that keeps on giving (you enjoy rereading)?
What comic had the best characterization of [x]?
What's your favorite headcanon (yours, or one you've seen) about [x]?
What's a song that makes you think about [x]?
What's something about comics you like info dumping about?
What's your favorite comic book merch (whether you own it or not)?
Who's your favorite super pet?
What's your favorite elseworld/AU story?
Who's your favorite character on [x] superhero team?
Share anything you'd like to about a character of your choice - a favorite fic, comic panel, an original work you made, anything!
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